Date: Fri, 08 Dec 2017 12:50:40 -0500 From: Robbie Robot Subject: ACE TALES - JETS FIRST STOPOVER PART FOUR ACE TALES JETS FIRST STOPOVER Ace Tales - Jet's First Sleepover Part Four © Van T Z Boi 2017 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read this and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated, I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) "Ohhh, oohhhhh," Trent's whispered sighs just encouraged me as I slowly fucked Jet's boypussy. The sweet boylips opening with practiced ease as my fat cockhead split them wide, slowly closed around my shaft as it slid inside. Jet gurgled happily; he twitched gently as I pushed further up inside him, my head and shaft already rubbing his special place and sending thrilling sensations around his body. His eyes fluttered and then glazed as his happiness swelled inside him, his beautiful boy teats tensing and pointing as the waves of inner joy were expressed outwardly. Trent moved closer and I took his hand and placed it so he could feel my cock as it slid back and forth, the sperms I had previously deposited helping to lubricate and drool onto his hand as he held it tentatively sensing the energy of my throbbing dick. "Oh fuck," he whispered again. His hand slowly wrapped around my cock as it slid back and forth, wet and moist from Jet's boypussy, he was breathing hard now and there was no resistance from him as I unzipped his fly and tugged his firm, pulsing five and a half inches of teen dick through the flap of his trunks. "Ohh, ohh," he moaned softly as I stroked him with my fingers at the same time as I worked my cock in Jet's pussy. Jet twitched and wriggled on the table, his legs and hips moving in conjunction with my deep insertions. I knew he was in pleasure heaven, the fat thick cockhead of mine was slowly massaging his swelling boynub, the centre of his pleasure and his eyes flickered with lustiness as his passion rose. I sensed his closeness; his little bulge was hardening against my dickhead and his cocklet was going into quick spasms. Swiftly I removed Trent's hand and placed it on Jet's pricklet. "Rub him, quick, he's about to cum," I instructed as I started the swifter thrusting prodding needed to take Jet over the edge into the heights of his boyhood delights. Trent's eyes flashed wide but his fingers deftly worked the miracle of assisting Jet on his orgasmic journey as I fiercely penetrated his boypussy and rode him to a delightful cock grasping climax. Jet shuddered and moaned, my hand hovering over his mouth just in case he became too noisy. Trent intently rubbed the slim shaft, the ivory pink skin sliding back and forth across the pulsing throbbing crimson beacon of Jet's boy glans, the slit constantly opening and closing as his boy cum raddled his body. Inside his pussy muscles, so well exercised now were undulating around my cock, I sensed the waves of his orgasm as they were vibrated in his pussy, the waves gaining speed until his love canal was a vice like glove around my prick, the sensual pressure was intense and had it not been for the fact that part of my mind was concentrating on Trent's involvement and the danger of exposure I would probably have given in to the demand and blasted a rocketfull of spunk inside Jet; however I was just about managing to control my desire, enjoying the repeated torturous pleasure pressure on my dick and my senses. Trent's cock pulsed and dripped his glistening precum on Jet's body, his fingers for the moment releasing the stiff pencil to dab his juices on the boystiffy; I delighted in seeing Jet's boydick shine in the flickering candlelight, it would be some years yet before Jet was old enough to produce his own sweetness to lube his cocklet but the sight of his prepubescent cocklet glistening with the teendew was so beautiful to behold. Jet subsided on the table, his orgasmic journey for the moment paused and I felt his pussy relax around me. Trent stood there almost immobile as he slowly stroked Jet's and his own cock. I admired his exposed glans, it came to a nice point, from my position it appeared more heart-shaped than mushroom shaped and his tanned foreskin slid easily back and forth over the deep purple of his sensitive glans. "Strip," I said softly. Trent's face was a picture, the initial panic stricken glance quickly replaced by the hormonal lust induced desire. His clothes were discarded in seconds, his dark socks being tugged of along with his tight fitting slacks, the bright blue trunks, the damp spots a darker hue, flung down on the pile of bundled garments. "Now what?" he whispered. He stood naked and hesitantly expectant, the noise around us the usual clattering of plates and cutlery, the chinking of glasses and the hubbub of voices in conversation. Slightly above the pub chatter the soft music softened the noise somewhat. All appeared normal and yet here we were three naked bodies, one boy fucked, one man fucking and an excited and trembling horned up teenager whose teen prick drooled a continuous string of translucency onto the carpet. For a moment I considered insisting that he walked naked through the crowded pub, the idea of his naked body parading his lust as he proudly peacocked his way through the diners was invigorating but I knew it would never happen, not in this open venue although I knew of other places where his display of hormonal desire would reap him buckets of cum. "Come here," I demanded softly; hesitant and yet hopeful Trent came up beside me. My thick cock was till embedded in Jet's so sweetly containing fuckhole. Trent stood beside me, our bodies touching where they could. I swung my arm around him and pressed his fervent lips against mine; his mouth opened to suck in my tongue; the swallowing sensation boding good for his oral cocksucking abilities. We kissed strongly, urgently my free hand squeezing and caressing his spongy hard five and a half inches of prime teen dick, my fingers rubbing over the pointed tip, pushing down on the open cockslit. Trent gasped into my mouth as my squeezing pressure sent his nerves soaring with hot desire and lust. I sucked his tongue now, slavering mine over his ridges and licking in and along the roof of his mouth. Close now I inhaled the heavy musky taint of aroused teenager, the slight sourness of desire sweetened by the odour of his youthfulness. He gasped and grunted and rutted against my body whilst I continued to slide my dick back and forth inside Jet's pussy, the boy writhing seductively slowly as he waited for his joy journey to continue. If there had been more time I would have brought Trent to several climaxes and taught him how to honour a mandick but I knew that time was short. We both needed to explode but I was not yet ready to allow anyone to share Jet's personal heaven just yet, his boypussy was mine and mine alone and I would savour it until the next new one came along. Jet's mouth and hands however were available. "Move to his head," I whispered in Trent's ear, his return glance showed me he understood. Swiftly he took his position by Jet's head, his drooling prick dropping its blobs of precum, some falling on Jet's face. "Suck him," I instructed Jet as I grabbed his legs, forcing them wider apart as I started to pound his sweet pussy, the inner muscles contracting strongly as I moved my hips; Jet knew what was going to happen and he was more than ready for his boyfun to commence. I watched Trent's face as my boy first licked and then sucked the beautiful head of Trent's teendick inside his mouth, the lump where the shaft was rubbed between Jets' gums and his cheek showing clearly in the candlelight. Trent balanced himself, I was quite aware how good he was feeling, there is nothing better than a young boys mouth and tongue wrapped around your cock and Jet was very much by now an expert in oral administration and loving. Trent's mouth opened in a soundless gasp as the hit of teenage joy butted him, the waves of sensual delights rippling through his body. His cock was sucked back and forth; half swallowed now and then as Jet's mouth and tongue went to work, his small fingers squeezed and caressed the fat sac of Trent's balls, the crinkly hairs almost straightened by the heat of his rising desire. I worked my cock harder and harder, the table rattling gently the glasses and mugs which had contained our drinks. Jet was hot now, his body ready for another delight so I leaned hard into him, my weight helping place pressure on his boynub. He moaned, just a little too loud which sent alarms ringing in my head. "Keep your dick in his mouth," I glared at Trent who in a moment of delight had allowed his cock to slip from Jet's mouth thereby allowing the boy to make the loud noise. I tensed and held my breath; I knew I was in a very dangerous situation, fucking an underage boy in such a public place. I had no concerns for Trent, my own personal safety was paramount but the clatter and chatter from the adjoining booths had covered Jet's expression of passion. I sucked in a deep breath and sought to get Jet back to his rising apex. The tightness around my cockhead and shaft soon became intense, Jet's wriggling and writhing more pronounced and I could see that Trent had placed himself, leaning heavily on the table so his weight would ensure that his cock stayed in Jet's mouth. He was also managing slight thrusts of his own, dictating the rate of Jet's sucking, his face told me all, the teenager was in seventh heaven and I was sure his own rocket blasting orgasm was close. I returned to fucking Jet to his orgasm, several hard thrusts brought him to his flowering, his body arched up off the table with my dick buried heavily in his pussy as I rode the waves of his internal enjoyment. Trent too rode along with me, his cock deep in Jet's throat now as the boy attempted to moan his pleasure but this only allowed Trent's cock to sink in deep, sink inside the tight throat. Jet breathed heavily though his nose as his body went into his spasm, the waves of his joy beating against my rod which I held straight like the prow of a ship in the face of a storm. Jet sailed on and beat his boyjoy against my figurehead. Trent too sucked his breaths through tight lips, controlling his own moaning and groaning as his teenage dick was massaged with Jet's throat, he grunted, quickly rising a hand to cover his mouth as his orgasm spouted and flumed, his body trembling with the strength and passion of his climax. His eyes widened and closed and a thin drool of saliva dropped from the edges of his mouth as he experienced a mouthwatering cocksuck. I watched as he jerked and flexed, the waves of his personal joys expressed visibly and for the most part silently. He blasted his teen load inside Jet's mouth, Jet's throat showing his swallowing of the teenagers cum. "Keep your dick in his mouth," I hissed, my own pleasure was now my intent, seeing that the other two had been pleasured. Fierce and strong I launched my onslaught; my rock hard cock thrusting deep in the swelling tube of Jet's pussy; the muscles reacting swiftly to the aggressive assault as I rammed and fucked fiercely at Jet's throbbing boypussy. Again Jet embarked on another trip around orgasmic orbit as my desperate pounding seeking my own release was sending his own passion to further heights of boy joy, his trembling, twitching body wriggling spasmodically as his inner delights took hold and my dick was compressed and released with majestic pulsing action as his boy pussy held and massaged me all though my pounding length. Trent was gasping too, the exquisite pleasurable pain of after climax sensitivity showing in his face as Jet's mouth voraciously continued to suck and swallow his exploded cock. Quickly I rammed my dick inside the tight fuckhole, the muscles containing me squeezing even tighter as Jet reached another joy, this time the pulsing tightening was sufficient; with a deep growl I shoved hard and deep my swelling cockhead delivering the spasms of sperms deep inside Jet's funnel, his final twists of his own joy only milking me directly, squeezing my final seeds out of my shaft and inside him. All at once we stopped, almost inert. Trent sighed with relief as he extracted his cock from Jet's mouth; it was a deep red and bruised looking colour and his teen balls hung loose and empty. Jet himself lay on the table, his mouth slack and his eyes glittering as the last traces of his joy ebbed and faded. I held onto the edge of the table, my knees buckling now as they recovered from the standing fuck. I felt that inner joy, that strange peace of seeding a boy, the knowledge that my seed deposited inside the sweet boyhole would never bear fruit was immaterial, what counted was that I had bred him once more and my personal minerals would be consumed, absorbed by his body, whilst he was never really truly mine, my mind rejoiced in the fact that part of me would forever be part of him. Each time he sucked and swallowed my essences they took root and hold inside him, I might never propagate a descendent but there were countless boys around in my life who bore a part of me with them and in doing so when they bred and propagated the species then I would live on. "Fuck that was soo hot," Trent's sigh, lowly spoken under the clattering of the busy pub woke me up. I became aware of the danger, being naked and still embedded in a naked boy. Gently I slid my dick out of Jet's body, he sighed and momentarily his thighs gripped at me trying to stop me, but the night was young and there were more fucks to come and he knew that. I moved behind the table, sitting down still naked, the cloth covered my manhood, it nestled along my thigh, my balls aching with the delicious twinges as they remade the lost sperms. I leaned back against the booth, happy that I had done it again, fucked in public, Trent in my mind counted as an audience and I was elated. I would have liked to walk through the crowded pub, Jet's body clasped round me as I fucked him as I walked but that would have to remain a fantasy; the world was not yet ready for such open expression of sexual boylove. Trent was dressing, "I have to go," he looked at me, his face a mixture of worry and anticipation. "My break is over," his tone was anxious. I grinned, "Bring me more coffee and Jet will want another bowl of ice cream." I did not order another `Knickerboker glory', that would have been too much for his full stomach and the last thing I wanted was him being sick and vomiting when we fucked again. "Chocolate?" I looked at Jet who was still lying naked and fully exposed, he smiled and nodded. Trent finished dressing and hurried away. "That was just soo good," sighed Jet as he slowly rolled onto his side towards me, I helped him down onto the seat beside me. We kissed tenderly and his small hand caressed my dick, the touch causing an immediate swelling. I enjoyed his caress, the warm hand and fingers slowly rubbing up and down as my cock filled with engorged blood, excited once more. I adjusted my position slightly and teased the tablecloth a little so that anyone passing would not see anything they shouldn't. Trent arrived back a little breathlessly and stepped inside the booth as the party on the left side stood up to leave. He stood there, his body helping to obstruct the sight of Jet stroking my cock. I could see his own trousers forming a lump underneath his apron. "Jet wants a topping on his ice-cream," I smirked at Trent, the teenagers face dropped and his mouth hung open. I reached out and squeezed the lump that protruded through the apron. "I, I I can't" he spluttered but his hands were already folding the apron to one side. Jet continued to slowly suck my fat cochead as we watched Trent unzip his trousers, his swollen trunks bulging through the gap. "I shouldn't," he whimpered but his fingers had already teased his five and half inches of rock hard teenager prick into the candlelight, the flickering rays were reflected in the shiny pearly essence of his precum. His fingers swiftly rubbed the pork sword, the foreskin slipping back and forth in frenzied action as Trent wanked himself off. He gurgled a little, his knees shook and his cock pulsed and throbbed. I reached over and teased his hairy balls out, the fabric of his trunks caused the sac to tighten and I stroked the fat spheres with my fingertips. His hand was a flurry now, it was impossible to focus on his arm as he moved it rapidly back and forth, his breaths came in quicker pants, his cock flared darker in the dim light, his fingers glistening now as his precum oozed out and over his hand. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," his soft grunts were uttered lowly and then he tensed. I grabbed the melting bowl of chocolate ice-cream and held it out. He took it with his other hand and tilting the bowl held it close to his cockhead. Jet and I giggled as we watched as his five jets of teencum were spat out of his dickhead, splattering onto the chocolaty mess. Gasping he wiped the edge of his drooling cock on the rim of the bowl and then wordlessly placed it back on the table. The dark brown mixture gleamed with the pearly dew of his teen spunk, the strands and globules glinting in the candleglow. "Come here," I insisted and he stepped close, I bent his head down and kissed him, Jet rewarding him with a kissing suck on his dick, slurping the last dregs of his teenage essences off his teenprick. I bent his head further and his taut lips kissed my dick before sliding down, down almost to my nestling pubic patch. I bobbed his head, he made no protest as he sucked me heavily for a couple of minutes. I pulled him off, he stared at me confused and clearly lusting. "Save it for later," I told him, his eyes widening and questioning. "What time do you finish?" I asked softly. Trent stared at me, his body trembling, "My shift ends at midnight," he uttered throatily, "we are allowed to stay on for a staff drink and then we leave," he twitched, "I have to walk back to the Academy but I have a late pass key," his tone flat, "I have to be back within the agreed time, the key will tell them what time I arrive." "I know how the key works," I grinned at him, "just be ready to leave at midnight, tell them you have to be back early." Trent nodded and as his dick was now deflated and shrunken, he easily zipped up and left. "I'll want the bill," I called after him as he hurried away. Jet finished off his spunky chocolate dessert whilst I sipped my coffee and dressed. By the time the bill arrived Jet too was clothed. I paid the bill at the bar, Jet clinging on tight as the crowd around the bar was busy with lots of drinkers. A quick trip to the toilets allowed Jet to get rid of his coke and we both washed our hands. Outside the pub was still busy; there were a number of diners in the grassy beer garden and a few children were running around the play area. I headed down the tow path with Jet alongside me. The night was clear not a cloud in the sky and the full moon shone down brightly making everything a silvery shade of grey. We headed down the path, it shone like a grey ribbon before us and the passing boats sent sounds and lights playing across the rippling water. I turned off the path and up a darkened footway, once clear of the sight of the path I stopped and stripped Jet. He was uncomplaining this time and helped me to undress too. I stashed our clothes in my bag and placed them inside a leafy bush; it was not the first time I had been here and I knew what lay ahead. We walked wearing just our footwear, the path was too stony for anything else as I had discovered to my cost from my first excursion down this gloomy trail. All I carried was my mobile which I would use to film and take pictures of our night. I had positioned it in the booth to record the events, Trent would be surprised at the contents and I had no compunctions about blackmailing him if he proved resistant to my desires. We came to a sign that stated in bright white letters, `No Trespassing,' I stepped over the small wooden rail that acted as a boundary and lifted Jet over, his skin felt cool to the touch and yet his closeness excited me, the anticipatory thrills already beginning to rise up my spine. Down the gloomy path we walked, quietly and yet excited at the expected ending. I knew Jet was about to be fucked again and he felt it too, it just depended where. The forested area ended and we were now walking through a landscaped garden, there were a number of small paths that threaded through the flower beds and grassy spaces. A stilled fountain came into view, the water jets stopped but the remaining pool of water beneath the stone nymph rippled in the moonlight. I led Jet towards the right, as we turned out of the garden area a huge grassy lawn space opened up. It was fully illuminated by the moon, the silvery light shining down on the grassy expanse. In the distance up high on the left, I could just about make out the structure of the mansion in whose grounds we were standing. No lights glittered from the expanse of windows; I had already checked with the website and knew the building was closed for the weekend but even if it had been open I would have taken the risk as the huge lawn was not a place to visit at night that is unless it was me and a wiling boy. Jet stopped at the edge of the grass and looked at me, his concern clear in his glance. "Come on," I urged stepping onto the lawn and into the moonlight, my body lighting up with the moon's silver sheen. He hesitated and looking round a little fearfully he took his first step. He looked absolutely ethereal in the moonlight, a beautiful cherubic angel, the moonglow causing his body to shine with translucent pearly tones. The dark shadow of his tiny dicklet as it protruded slightly from his groin was just so alluring. His ivory pink skin took on the alabaster tones of a statue under the moon's beaming rays, it was all I could do to stop myself from grabbing him and throwing him down on the silvery grass to ravish him then and there. The shadow of my throbbing cock elongated by the angle of the moon seemed to project and reach for him. "Ace?" his sweet voice questioned. I swallowed quickly and took his hand and led my shining angel further onto the silvery lawn. I stopped to check my position. Upwards the rise now hid this sloping space from the windows of the distant manor house, in the other direction the lawn sloped downwards towards the river's edge. We were just far enough away from the river traffic to be seen but not close enough for any passing boats to observe distinct details. Any boat that passed and if anyone was watching would see my naked form, they would see and know the movements but they would not be able to see who I was fucking. I picked Jet up and kissed him, his lips were cool to the touch and his cocklet soon swelled and heated, he was still close to his sexual plateau and with sweet kisses and careful caresses he was quickly wriggling in my arms, his pussylips hot and pulsing with need and desire. I bent down and laid him on the grass, my moonshadow enhancing my mandick greatly, the form it took was of a massive club and smiling I jerked my hips watching my shadow dick bounce over Jet's marble like body. I knelt down, his legs opened wide and I could see the anticipation in his eyes. I placed my dick as his moist entrance, his lips clutching at the head seeking to suck me in. Slowly I bore down, bore down and inwards, the flaring head of cock splitting him, spreading wide the entrance to his boyheaven. Slower, using all my concentration I eased inwards, the delectable sensation as my hot cock met his heated membrane, the pure joy as it slid along the spermy length and then the extra frisson as I worked past his tiny swollen boybulge, the little nub hard now with engorged blood. After that followed the sensual contact of naked skin to naked skin as my dick bottomed out inside his boy bottom, my cockhead coming to rest deep inside the narrow funnel of his boypussy. His soft satiny skin up against the curly thatch of my pubes as I lowered myself on him was as ever a sensory delight, the slight pulse of his boy pricklet against my groin, the tiny head pushing at me reminding me just how sweet and young my lover was, another level of depravity to assist my conquest. "Ohh, ohhhh, ohhh," Jet sighed, his mouth kissing my nipple. So deep inside was I that I had to crick my neck to be able to kiss his sweet lips. I made my first thrust, a slow backing almost to the exit limit followed by a slow re-entry, my shaft massaging his boybud in either direction. He sighed and his boypussy tighten around me. "Ohh, ooohh, ohhhh," he mewled again, his voice vibrating against my chest. We were naked in the middle of the vast manicured lawn, the moon shining down, as public as I dared to be. The unequivocal knowledge that there was no protection from being seen, being observed from any source added an extra edge to my depraved lust, making me breath heavily with anticipation. Spurred on I began to fuck Jet, a controlled boybud caressing thrusting action. Jet already heated with his own expectations quickly reached an apex. As I worked my dick back and forth, the cockhead pressing hard against his pulsing nub, my shaft massaging the swollen point as I manoeuvred my hips he squealed and thrashed about in boyish abandon, impaled against the feathery grass as he was. His hips moved, faster and faster and then his lovechute clutched hard at my dick, the membrane muscles straining around my shaft as he had his dry cum. "Oohh , uuurrghhh, ooohhhh, uuuurggghhh, Accccceeee," he squealed and squealed, his words rebounding against my panting chest as he was wracked with his boyish joys. Smiling I continued to dick him, riding through his climax so that I could bring him to another one. Fucking in the open is special for me, breeding one of my boys publicly in nature a delight I repeated and repeated and I was an expert in giving my boys such joys when we fucked out of doors. In my heightened state and with Jet's heightened and heated state it was simple to bring him to another thrilling wriggling climax. Jet hot and horny from his first explosion felt the tingling itch start again, the so wonderful tingle that twitched into existence somewhere between his legs blossomed quickly, the waves of delicious delight coasting up and over his body, each successive wave washing faster and faster through his body, the wonderful itchy tingle heating up as it rose within him. He could feel the spongy hardness inside him pulse and throb and when it rubbed or stroked that special place inside, the place where the tingling itch started then the sensations became even more amazing. He could taste Ace's scent, that strange masculine perfume that always sent his head reeling and his willie filling. From the first time that Ace had come close to him he had been aware of the heavy aroma that Ace carried, an aroma that tantalised and confused him until Ace had taught him how good a boy can feel. Jet inhaled deeply, the powerful scent acting like an aphrodisiac on his senses, automatically his body relaxed, his pelvis spreading wide to allow the male firmness he had come to love to reach even deeper inside him. The itching tingle sparkled and sparkled and then with a shuddering clutching he had another wonderful wave of boyjoy. Sighing and moaning he reached up to place his hands high, so that they crossed over Ace's neck. "Good boy that was a very quick one," I sighed as I felt Jet's orgasm grabbing at me. I looked down but as his hands were now around my neck all I could see was his dark black hair, even the moons rays could not make that grey in hue. I thrust hard, pummelling him into the grass beneath us; he squealed and moaned repeatedly and contentedly as the passions blossomed once more, a minor dry rush this time but very alluring as I felt his inner trembles all along my shaft. His pussy was so hot now, the heat a warming embrace, it caressed my prong and cockhead, my nerves thrilling as the heat prickled over the sensitive skin. I fucked strongly and fiercely, my dick ramming backwards and forwards as he wriggled beneath me, it was proving to be a wonderful extended fuck and I was so enjoying pleasuring him I did not feel the need, or desire as yet to fuck to my own climax. I toyed with him, sliding slow and easy and then rapidly. I would force my full weight down on him, pressing him vigorously and then I would pull my heaviness back and work my hips rotating them so that my inserted cock would strum him in different places and with different rhythms. We had done this before but never in so open and exposed a place; as ever it added that extra sense of naughtiness to what I was doing, the rebel inside me given full rein. Jet writhed and gurgled and twitched and mewled, purring at times as I brought him close, so close to the peak without ever taking him over the edge. He fought back, his hands tugging at me trying to get me to thrust on to glory or he looped his leg over my thigh, trying to nudge me with a knee. He cajoled me, plaintively. "Don't stop, keep going," he would demand and try another tack but I would simply stop and rest, even stopping my dick from even pulsing inside him, no mean feat when you are fucking on open grass with no cover and the need to breed becoming more and more urgent. "Please, please," he begged and I would start a rabbit fuck only to halt as soon as I sensed he was on the verge. In the end he hit me, beat me with his little fists. "Do it, do it do it now," he sobbed and I relented. His squeals as he rode the hot orgasm were so loud that I did not hear the noise at first from the approaching boat on the river, but then as his cries subsided I heard the chugachugchug of an engine. I looked to the right, there turning along the wide expanse of the lawn was a long boat. I could see people dancing and standing on the deck, the lights flickering over the dark ribbon of the river. I knew they could see my naked rear, my naked backside, I knew they could not see the tiny form of the boy I was fucking. I grinned and straining slightly raised my hips high, my dick sliding completely out of Jet's pussy, my bare backside in clear view of the riverboat as it transversed the lawn bank. I plunged back down, Jet's gaping boypussy ready to accept me; his sigh of contentment as he was once again filled with my huge manliness was lost as I squelched deeply inside his boycunt. I did it again, my monbeamed naked backside rearing up as my dick, fully erect and throbbing now with expectation was again released before I fucked it back inside Jet. "What the!! Hey guys, guys look there's some guy fucking bare arsed naked right in front of us," I heard the stranger's voice as I plunged for the third time. I smiled to myself. "Let's put on a good show," I whispered in Jet's ear and his face dropped as he realised we were actually being observed. I could hear the excited chatter from the boat, `if only they knew it was a boy, a young boy beneath me, being fucked hard, right in front of them,' I exalted at myself and then as the chatter grew louder and louder everything changed. I saw a bright light and then as it drew near I knew that someone on the boat had turned a spotlight on me, on us. It was clearly a powerful one as its beam was brighter and more illuminating that the moon. It slid across the lawn towards us, the light beaming bright enough to show much more that I intended. Jet trembled beneath me and with a shock I realised it was my fright that he was repeating back at me. "Who the fuck is that and who is he fucking?" the light played about us as I spread myself wide trying to hide Jet's juvenile existence from their view. End of Part Four To be continued...????????????????????????????? (Ohoh, is the game up for Ace? Has Jet's sleepover come to a sticky end? It's all up to you, if you do want more and really want me to continue this story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end. So has Ace told his final tale and is Trent going to be left unviolated, the choice is yours? Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . 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