Date: Fri, 4 Oct 2002 02:44:27 EDT
From: CupDrinker@aol.com
Subject: Avery's Boys Chapter 8

     Wow, I might actually have another chapter posted the
same week as the last post.  Not too much to say, since it's
only been 10 hours since chapter 7 posted.  I will say that
I am really sick, with a cold.  I have those itchy eyes,
really sore throat, I have lost my voice and I'm really
tired, plus on top of that I am medicated.  So with that, if
some things don't make sense, please blame it on the drugs.
The most exciting thing that I did yesterday was sleep and
jack off eight times.  I woke up at around 10am yesterday
and decided not to go to work, so I went to the grocery
store and bought some more oj and medicine.  I came back
home and went back to sleep.  I slept until 2PM, when I woke
back up and started reading some nifty stories and caught
some `shows' on live and raw.  I know, a real hard life that
I lead.  So if you feel sorry for me, send me an email or an
ecard to CupDrinker@aol.com.  Remember this is all FANTASY.

     In the last chapter..well in the last chapter it
focused more on Avery than in the previous chapters.  I
don't know why, since he pretty much narrates the story.
Avery learns that Bryan is going to wake up early in the
morning, if he does not put a stop to that.  The household
learns that the man that Avery caught, to become a high
profile Agent, might have escaped.  Because of this Avery
might be taken off the drug case, which means that Danny,
Steven and Jon might be done for in the rest of the story.
(I know I'm evil).  Bryan and Avery have sex again, this
time Bryan states that he is in `love' with him.  Avery and
Chris go and pick up Jesse, who we find out is posing nude
for his `modeling' career.  Ok the ending paragraphs from
chapter 7...

     Chris stood behind me, and placed his head on my
shoulder as he started to laugh.  "I guess so.  So you are a
model.  I guess this is why I haven't seen you in anything."

     "Well, I guess you haven't been looking in the right
area.  You can find some of my PG shots on the free web, but
my dad has made a bundle selling my photo rights to the pay
sites."  I agreed with him on the first part, but I couldn't
imagine any parent selling their kid to a studio to have
nude photos taken of them, and then sold on the web.

     Just then the photographer shouted that it was time to
start back up.  "You guys have to watch this one.  This is
my jack off scene that I am doing.  I have to look like I'm
having trouble with jacking off, but in the end I finally
cum."  And with that the guy shoved us back and started to
click away on his camera.  I walked to the back of the room,
and went through the clothes on the rack.  There were only
three or four outfits, but there were ten pairs of Tommy
boxer briefs, all white.

     "Well this is going to make our lives a little bit
funnier, don't you think?"  Chris said.

Story - Avery's Boys
Chapter - Eight - Playtime

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     I decided to leave the room while they were
photographing Jesse, in doing so I had to drag Chris out of
the room.  I drug him into the hallway, in which we almost
ran into another man with a camera and a boy.  I was
shutting the door when Jesse said that he would be done in
about twenty minutes.  This gave me time to look around the
building, with Chris.

     "Well what do you think Av?  I mean how exciting has
our lives became in the last three days?"  We had made it to
the end of the hallway, and were about to turn the corner.

     "Exciting?  Am I standing next to the kid who was the
total `straight' kid that I grew up knowing, whenever I
would hang out with Kevin?  I don't know exactly is going on
here, I mean lets get real for a minute....why would Jesse,
whose dad is making him do child porn, want me a government
agent, to come and pick him up while he doing it?  This
could be a fucking sting operation going on, and at any
moment the police could be breaking down the doors."  I
guess I kind of pissed Chris off, cause he looked down at
his shoes when I finished talking.  "Lets go up on the
second floor and see if we can find anything."

     We made it down the end of the hall, and passed the
last door on the right who's number was 45.  Were there
actually fourty-five different rooms where they photographed
boys?  I really didn't want to look into every door, but I
guess I could ask Jesse when we are in the car.  I pushed
open the metal door to enter the staircase.  Just to the
left, inside the staircase, was a sign: `Main floor - Still
photos, Second floor - Live action, Third floor - Computer
room and Main Office.'  We made it up to the second floor,
which almost looked like the layout of the main floor, but
the only main difference was there were less rooms.  Instead
of fifteen on each hallway there were only six.

     Chris followed behind me as we looked at the doors at
said `FILMING IN PROGRESS'.  On the left side of the
hallways were movie posters of films that, from what I
gathered, they had made.  The poster were somewhat cute, and
the names were creative too: Any Given Boyday; American Boy
Pie; X-Boys; Blow; Tommy Raider; Hockey Night, and the last
one down this hallway had gold stars surrounding it, Danny's
Dudes.  The background of Danny's Dudes had a naked boy
swinging on some vines.

     "Ha ha," Chris laughed.  "That kid Danny looks a little
like the Danny that I know in my apartment building."  I
looked closer at the kid, and it actually did.

     As we were looking at the posters, I heard the stairway
door close and I turned to see Jesse running towards us.
"So I see you two are doing a little sight seeing?"  I
nodded yes.  "Well, why don't I give you the grand tour?
Come on follow me."  And with that Jesse turned down the
hallway and he fished a little key card out of his Tommy
jean pockets, he swiped it and the door unlocked.  "Aren't
you two coming?"

     Jesse held the door open for us, and on the outside of
the door I saw one of the signs that said that they were
filming.  The room was spacious, with track lights
everywhere, along with two high-tech cameras.  There was
extension cords nicely taped down, that ended up at a master
control board that controlled all of the lights, sound
effects, etc.  I thought it was a pretty high-tech for a
porn place.  The back five sets of track lights were turned
off, and sitting in a director's chair was..the `director'.
I wanted to go up to him and pistol-whip him till he feel
onto the floor, but then I envisioned the newspaper
headlines, if the filed charges.

     "This is our new movie, `Playtime'.  It is to be our
most expensive movie to date.  There are going to be special
effects and everything.  Nothing like any of our other
movies."  Jesse smiled, happy about this.

     "Are you or have you done any of these movies?"  Chris
asked.

     "I wish.  But my dad doesn't want to get me hurt."  He
was disappointed, but I think Chris was a little bit more
disappointed.

     Jesse told us of what was going on, and what scene was
taking place.  There was the director sitting in his chair,
two cameramen holding portable cameras, one guy using of the
main cameras.  The only non-old guy, not actually in the
film shots, was holding the microphone trying to get all the
`words'.  On the stage, it looked just like a boys room.
The room had a bed, a computer, and game console; there was
some hockey equipment hanging up and posters on the walls.
There was a brown haired boy sitting at his computer,
checking some websites.

     "That is Nathan, he's the new upcoming star.  He is
only 13 but he sure knows what to do.  I've seen the opening
scene where he is having a nightmare, and a guy is chasing
him on the playground.  You should have seen it; we actually
went to a local playground to film this.  The bad part was
we had to travel half the day to actually get to a park that
was nice enough to film at."

     We stood back as we watched to kid clicking at some
websites, when his cell phone rang.  "Hello."  Nathan spoke,
speaking clearly and loudly enough.  Through one of the
speakers another kids voice came on, "Nathan this is Barry.
I want you to go to this website.  It is a great site, it
shows what Patrick, the team captain was doing to the
homeless kid."  The kid rattled off the website, as Nathan
typed it in.  "But I have to eat dinner.  Have fun looking
at the site, bye."  Nathan sat the phone down, and waited
for the website to load up.  Once it did he was shown actual
photos of his team captain fucking a kid, who was dressed in
rags and covered in dirt.

     "It took the director four days to cast the homeless
kid.  He wanted someone that had some sort of homeless
experience.  You should have seen the all the kids that they
interviewed.  There must have been one hundred kids and
their parents, trying to get this part."

     "So what, you guys or the `studio' prints ads in the
papers or passes out flyers?"  I asked trying to figure out
how so many parents would but their kids through this.

     "You are right.  They put an ad in the surrounding
newspapers; they put out flyers at baseball games, hockey
games at the Y.  Any place where we might get a person to
come out.  The homeless kid is actually homeless.  The
Director found him while he was driving in from New York."

     "So are you kids in a union?"  Chris finally spoke
after prying himself from the movie.

     "No..smartass.  But one movie could pretty much pay for
a year of private college.  You see we are not some
whorehouse here; we actually respect the work that we do.
We don't find kids off the street, put them in front of the
cameras while they jack off for fuck then toss them back out
and throw a couple of Jackson's at them.  We all sign
contracts and all the royalties get set aside in to our own
personal accounts."

     Wow I never saw anyone in the sex business to so worked
up about his or her job, like Jesse did.  I decided not to
ask on how much the boys get.  Instead we all turned our
eyes to the stage.  Nathan was clicking on the picture
thumbnails, to enlarge the photos.  There was a picture of
Patrick standing over the homeless kid who was leaning over
cardboard box.  You could see the look in the kids' eyes,
when the picture was shot just before the captain's cock was
about to slide into his ass.

     "AND...CCCUUTTTT!!"  The director shouted as the men
put down their cameras and microphones.  The director stood
up and hugged Nathan.  "Ok we are going to take a ten minute
break people, and don't forget we have a schedule."

     "Come with me I want to introduce you two, to the
director."  Jesse pulled me by the arm as he led me onto the
stage; I in turn grabbed Chris to come along.  "Director,
Director I want to introduce you to my friends.  Director
this is Avery."

     The director put his hand out and I grasped it.  "Oh
yes, so this is the American government man."  He had a
French accent.  Now I am not mean or anything, but I have
never been comfortable with French people.  "Young Jesse has
told me much of you, and your life.  So is he showing you
the building?"

     "Matter of fact he is, actually this is the first room
that he has shown us.  He has though given us quite an
update of your movie.  Must be difficult to make these?"  He
shook my hand for a rather long time, and finally let go
when I asked the question.

     "Well you Americans have a different view on life.
History has shown us that boys, younger than this were on
boats that the Spaniards used to come to the New World, they
also show that the Vikings use to take boys as spoils of
war.  If you go to Asia today, you can buy boys, beautiful
boys, and either take them for an hour or the rest of their
lives."

     "Right, well I'm glad the French were able to defend
themselves during...well during any major or minor war in
Europe.  Plus..."  Jesse stepped in front of me to shut me
up.  The director was smiling, as Jesse led Chris and I out
the door.  He escorted us out the door, "That is one man you
don't want to piss off.  Come one I'll show you another
room."  And again he led us down the hallway and opened up
another door.  Chris whispered in my ear, "Did you see that,
they are actually filming kids having sex.  Damn I'm in the
wrong business."

     The new room was the same size as the other, and it had
the same equipment.  The set was a little different though.
This room had a hot tub and a rather large shower in it.
The room had the same amount of men in it, but no one was
sitting in the director's chair but it looked like his
assistant was in charge of this shoot.  I watched as fives
boys, sitting naked in a circle of chairs were laughing away
or playing on some handheld games.  They were attractive to
look at, and my mind started racing as to what this scene
was going to be about.  I got my answer when the asst. told
the kids that the youngest boy is going to get into the
shower first and start to soap up, then the next two
youngest and then the two oldest will all enter into the
shower.  "Just do what you have shown you in the pictures
and everything will go ok.  Remember, Patrick is going to
take charge, since he is the oldest.  And..ACTION".

     I watched as the little boy walked into the shower,
which had one side of the shower taken off so the camera
could pan in, and turned on the shower.  He let it warm up
and then started to soap up.  A few minutes later, the next
two youngest boys joined the young boy saying that they had
to quick use the shower.  The two boys stood on either side
of the young boy, purposely sliding their dicks across his
face.  Then just as they were soaped up, Patrick and the
other kid walked into the shower.  They pretty much all
looked the same, but you could tell that Patrick was the
oldest since his dick was the most developed, at about four
inches hard.  Patrick asked them if they wanted to play a
game, which of course they all said yes.  "Ok, where is what
we do.  Jamie has to sit on the floor in the middle, since
he is the youngest.  The four of us have to play with our
stiffies and get it so it shoots out yogurt.  The first one
to get his yogurt into James mouth wins."

     I watched as the kids, one by one, said their
predetermined lines.  "Listen I am the captain.  If you
don't want to do this then we will have no `Playtime' for
the rest of the summer."  And with that, they all agreed
while Jamie sat onto the floor.  The cameraman got into the
shower also, to get a pan view of the four standing boys
faces.  He got out and dried off.  Water was spraying onto
all the kid's backs but none was getting onto Jamie.  Chris
grabbed my arm with a death grip as the boys started to jerk
off.  I too was amazed that they kids were doing this, in
front of five people and three visitors.

     Jamie sat in the middle with his mouth open, like he
knew what was going to happen.  The faces that these boys
made were award winners.  They were scrunching up their
noses, they were all moaning and their legs were buckling
under their young excitement.  The microphone man dipped the
fuzzy end closer to the boys to get the smacking sounds
their young ball sacs were making.  It was strange see these
four boys all stroking their cocks, from my point of view I
wondered if they could even make cum.  We all found out when
Patrick was the first to blow his load.  Three thick shots
came out of his dick and splattered onto Jamie's face.
Patrick raised his hands up in the air when one of his cum
shots landed into the open mouth.

     I guess it was kind of pre-determined on who would win
this contest, cause after Patrick blew his load the other
three boys all let loose and shot their cum onto Jamie's
face, shoulders and hair.  The four boys all gave high
fives, and ritual hand shakes.  I thought that this scene
would be over, when the Asst. Director yelled out for the
kid to say his line.  The second oldest kid spoke, "You guys
ever piss in the shower?  I mean I do only because I don't
want get out of the shower, flush the toilet, and then get
back into the shower.  It all goes into the same place, you
know?"  "I piss in the shower."  Patrick spoke up, again
taking charge of the group.  "I'm up for it now.  What about
you Jamie, you want us to wash our yogurt off of you?"  I
left a little uneasy in my stomach, when I saw Jamie's
little head shake up and down.

     The four boys grabbed the cock of the boy to their
right, to hold the cock as the pissed streamed out.  Again
Patrick was the first to let the pressure cap go, which the
boy aimed it at Jamie's still open mouth.  The boys laughed
as their piss was spraying off of Jamie and onto them.  They
must have drank enough, cause they even sword-fighted with
their piss streams.  Once they were done pissing, Jamie
closed his mouth and swallowed the piss and then wiped the
cum on his shoulder and swallowed that down.

     Chris and I stood their amazed at the young talent that
these kids had.  Jesse again led us out the door, just that
the Asst. Director yelled cut.  "You know that Patrick kid?
Well, he was in the movie `Hockey-Nights'.  He is pretty
much playing the same role in this one; Captain of a hockey
team, and so on.  One last room and then I'll show you the
upstairs."  Jesse raced in front of us to swipe his card
again, to open up the door.  I looked down at Chris, who had
a very visible precum stain in the front of his pants.
There was so much you could have said that he had pissed his
pants.  He put a hand down the front of his pants to help
control the pressure that his cock was creating.

     We walked into another identical room, with all the
equipment and such.  The stage had a porch on it, with a
picture along the wall to make it look like we were watching
them from the outside.  On the porch were a table, chairs
and some flowers.  They even had sounds effects of birds,
wind, and crickets to help enhance the outside scene.  "This
kid is Micah, he is the co-star of the film with Nathan."
Jesse again pointed out what was going on with the scene.

     "You mean this is a different kid?  He looks just like
him."  I asked.

     "Yep they are twins.  Since they are twins they get
more money.  Their parents were glad to get them out of the
house, during the day."

     I would love to kick their parents asses, if I ever
found them out.  Deep down I knew this was all wrong, but my
mind kept on saying `go with the flow'.  We watched as
Micah, with dirty blonde hair spiked up and gelled, sat at
the table doing his homework.  Then his guy, who looked to
be in his thirties, dressed in shorts, shirts and an apron
came into the shot.  He walked up to the working grill to
check the food that was in there.  "Micah what's going on?
How was school today?"  The `father' seem rather handsome
and in shape.  Not exactly what I expected from this sort of
movie.

     "School was good.  I don't like the friends that Nathan
hangs around.  I know that he is the athletic one, but
couldn't he find some friends that don't make fun of me?"

     "It will be ok.  It was the same way when I was your
age."  The dad sat down next to the boy and ran his fingers
through the boys' hair.

     "Really, kids use to make fun of you?"  Micah perked
up.

     "FUCK NO.  I use to fucking beat those pansy ass kids."
I dad slammed shut the boys textbook.  "Alright, it's
time..it's time for playtime.  You have to learn to take
care of yourself."  The `dad' stood up and took off his
apron.

     I bent down and spoke in Jesse ears, "Does Micah know
what's going on?"  I really didn't want to see this kid get
hurt.

     "He knows, he's been trained for this by his parents."

     As the dad was taking his shirt off and then his
shorts, Micah too was taking off his clothes.  Micah crawled
onto the table and placed his textbook down by his dick, so
the upcoming rocking motion would not give him any
splinters.  His legs draped off the edge of the table, not
even coming close to the wooden floor.  The dad very nicely
folded his clothes while preparing for the upcoming action.
He walked over to the grill and picked up a spray can of
cooking spray.  He walked back over to the table and spread
the butt checks of his `son', and sprayed the outside with
the cooking spray.  After he got enough, he eased his ring
finger into his sons' ass.  "Oh you like this don't you, you
fucking pansy."

     Micah let out some fake tears, and started to sniffle,
"yes daddy I do."  The dad shoved his finger farther into
the boy.  "Tell me like you mean it.  Tell me how much you
like your dads cock in your pussy ass."

     "I love your hot dick up my ass.  I want it in me now.
Don't tease me with your finger, I want the real thing."
Micah stopped the fake crying, and started to show some more
acting skills.

     "Damn right you like it.  This is how it should be
every day, you here me?"  The dad kept on fingering his
sons' ass, now he shoved in a second finger.  "I think you
love this so much that I want you to come home from school
and wake me up so I can see how much you love me."  The
father with his free hand sprayed his hard, six inch cock
with the cooking oil.  I looked down at the front of Chris'
pants to see that he had both hands stroking his cock.
Jesse too was stroking his cock, but he was not shy of the
other men and was openly stroking his cock.  I felt it was
polite not to whip out my cock, but I wish I would have
cause my cock was stretching to its limits in my boxers.

     "You are my fucking bitch now.  I think that I am going
to start whoring you out to some of my friends and maybe a
couple of the neighbors.  How about that, how you like to
suck `old man Meyers' cock, down the road?"  The man kept on
spraying his cock, which I thought was nice enough, so it
would ease into the boy.  The man shoved a third finger into
the boy and started to twist them.  "Answer me when I ask
you a question.  You fucking don't learn do you?"

     "No not old my Meyers, his ball sac hangs so low it
swings between his knees."  Micah couldn't remember his
lines, so the lead crew guy had to hold up some cue cards.

     "Alright not the old man then, but I'm gonna bring over
some friends so we can have more playtime.  Maybe I'll even
get your brother to become a man and have him fuck your
ass."  The dad finally took out his fingers and spread the
young boys ass apart.  The mans cock was hard so he didn't
have to guide it with his hand.  He moved his hips in
closer, and waited for one of the cameramen to get the close
up shot of his dick entering into the boy.  Once the camera
was set up in place, the man pushed his cock into the boy.
The screams from Micah, were mostly for show, along with the
moans coming from the man.

     Both of them threw their heads back, really getting
into the story line of the movie.  The guy pushed his dick
all the way into the boy and finally stopped once he get it
all in.  "Fuck you are one tight bitch.  I should have
fucked you more often, cause I know I'm not going to last
long inside of you."  The man slowly pulled his cock out of
the boys chute, and then pushed it back in.  Everyone in the
studio was sporting a hardon, and how could you not with
this going on.

     The man slowly worked into a rhythm as he fucked the
boy.  He grasped hold of the kids' waist to help drive him
in farther into the boys' ass.  Soon the man started to pick
up the pace, and was slamming into the boy.  "Dad..Daddy I'm
gonna cum.."  Micah shouted.  The dad wrapped an arm around
the boy and picked him up into the air, still fucking him.

     "You better not cum until I tell you to.  You have to
learn that you can not do what you want to do until you
learn to stick up for yourself."  The dad rested his ass on
the table and lifted Micah up and down this slick pole with
his arms.  Micah closed his eyes, either trying to control
himself from not cumming or acting like he was trying not to
cum.  I could see the mans balls starting to turn in his
sac, and I knew that this would all end too soon.  He laid
back onto the table, which made Micah do all the work in
working his ass up and down his fathers cock.  Just as Micah
was getting into it, the dad grabbed Micah by the thighs and
pushed him down as far as he could, to shove his hot wad
into the boys' ass.  "UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH.."  Was all the dad
could get out, as his cock twitched inside the boys hole.
He waited a minute to catch his breath, "Ok Micah now you
can cum."

     Micah grabbed hold of his little cocklet and furiously
stroked his dick.  It didn't take long for young Micah to
shoot his cum onto his dads' chest.  Although it didn't
compare to Chris and mine, it was fairly nice for the
thirteen year old.  Sweat was coming off of both of them, as
Micah slowly lifted himself off of the semi-hard cock.  "I
think it's time for dinner.  But for you fucking pansy you
can eat your own cum and suck on my greased pole.  Now come
over her and start with your cum."  I knew it was only a
movie scene, but I felt sorry for the boy.  We watched, as
the cameras still rolled, Micah lean down and licked up his
own cum on this dad's chest.  Once he finished licking all
of it, he got on his knees on the porch and started to suck
his dads' semi-hard cock.  It still looked a little yellow
from the cooking grease, but from the can I read that it was
buttered flavor.

     "ANNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDD CCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTT!"
Screamed the lead guy.  Once the lights went back on,
everyone started to clap (after they took their hands out of
their pants).  Micah got onto his feet, and the dad stood up
and bent down to hug his young co-star.  "You read those
lines perfect.  You are going to go far in this business."
The guy said to the boy.

     "Ok, this is a wrap.  We will come back in two hours,
and do another scene on the porch.  You two go wash up, but
remember do not jack off until you get back on stage."  The
crew took care of the props, while the man and Micah walked
out of the door, to the shower room.

     "Damn that was great.  They have to film at least two
more sex scenes on this porch.  Then during the editing they
will choose the best one.  Ok, like I said it's time to go
to the top floor."  Jesse again grabbed my arm and led me
out.  Chris followed behind still sporting a noticeable tent
in his pants.  He led us to an elevator door, which opened
only after he swiped his card.  "Going up!"  Jesse yelled,
as Chris and I followed him into the elevator.

     "Isn't this weird?  I mean why have an elevator that
only goes from the second floor to the third floor?"  I
asked Jesse, waiting for the doors to open up again.

     "It's just for security reasons.  I never really
asked."  The doors opened and it opened into this grand
room, with leather couches, flat screen tvs, toys, games,
computers, everything you could imagine that could keep you
busy.  "I want to introduce you to the boss."

     We walked over to this solid oak door, and waited as
Jesse intercom the man inside.  "It's Jesse, I have the two
visitors."  And with that we heard a buzz, and Jesse opened
up the door.  The room had tv sets everywhere, each set up
to a vcr that was playing a porn tape.  The sides of the
office had bookshelves that were filled with vcr tapes; some
in clear cases at had numbers on them, while others were
newly packaged tapes.  There were pictures of boys flashing
up onto the arched ceiling; there was even a photo of Jesse.
Chris was in heaven as he walked past tv after tv that was
showing boys jacking off, boys fucking boys, boys that were
pissing, and so on.

     Jesse led us up to a nicely crafted desk, which was in
front of a high backed leather chair.  "Boss this is Avery
and Chris."  Jesse backed away, and pushed us forward.  The
chair slowly turned around, I was waiting for this old man
to be sitting in the chair but I was shocked.

     Jesse was introducing us, "Avery this is....."

     "Nolan Thomas."  I cut Jesse off.  Nolan graduated with
me in High School.  We played on the same football and
baseball teams.  I was the quarterback and Nolan was the
star receiver.  I was the number one pitcher and Nolan was
my catcher.

     "You two know each other?"  Chris asked.

     "You can say that.  Well Avery I see that we are on
opposite sides again, aren't we?"

     "Well anytime you break the law, you could say that we
are on opposite sides."

     Jesse spoke up, "Well this is just weird.  Who would
have thought?"

Ok, so this ends chapter....eight.  Hope you have enjoyed
it.  I know this is a little bit different from the past
chapters, but I think most of you have enjoyed it.
P.S. Warn...thanks.