Date: Sat, 5 Jan 2013 01:20:52 -0500 From: Jon Steynbeck Subject: Boy Brothel 3 This is all fantasy, please keep that in mind. I appreciate all the emails on the first installment. Good to know some are finding it erotic. Please keep up the comments and suggestions and if you see me on gmail, don't hesitate to chat me up. And please, contribute to Nifty!! Boy Brothel 3 Jon.steynbeck@gmail.com While Jason ordered breakfast I laid in bed and contemplated what an amazing experience I was having. I watched him on the phone talking to the room service folks and was enthralled by his beauty. His body was perfect in every way, particularly his smooth round butt that opened up to me so easily. "It'll be here soon," he said as he jumped up on the bed and laid against me. I took him in my arms and nuzzled his neck, while I stroked his smooth back. He pulled himself close, giving me ready access to his body. I laid back and he cradled up against me on his side, the front of his body pressed against my side, his small hand absentmindedly fondling my hairy chest. "You like what you do here in the resort?" I asked him. "Oh, yeah," he answered. "It's a way cool place to live and I really like being with the guests. It's really awesome." As we chatted about the island and what kinds of things he did in his spare time his hand went to my cock, which fairly quickly sprang to life. He had his hand wrapped around my rigid cock right under the head and he was dragging his thumb over the piss slit, smearing my precum around the head. It didn't appear to be a sexual act on his part, but more of an intimate caressing between lovers. I would have had to readjust my body in order to reciprocate so I lay there and accepted his fondling without returning the favor. There was a knock at the door and Jason jumped off the bed yelling, "food's here." He ran to the door completely naked with absolutely no sense of shyness or embarrassment. He was even sporting an erection and it didn't seem to bother him in the least. He opened the door and middle aged man wearing shorts and an Hawaiian shirt pushed a cart loaded with a variety of breakfast dishes. "Good morning, sir. How is everything today," he said looking at me. "Everything is absolutely perfect," I answered, winking. "And how are you this morning, master Jason?" he said, his eyes fixed on the boy's erect cocklet. "Doing great, Adam," he answered, his eyes hungrily surveying the food on the cart. After Adam left we sat up on the end of the bed and filled ourselves to the gills with what could only be called gourmet food. We talked little, with only the occasional "mmmm," as we passed samples of different things to each other's mouth. Filled to capacity we put all the dishes and utensils back on the cart and assumed our cuddle position on the bed. "What was your training like, sweety," I finally asked him. He was quiet for a second, then in a low voice said, "we're not supposed to talk about that with the guests." I thought about it for a moment then suggested, "you know, I'm kind of a partner in the company you work for, so I think you can tell me." He was quiet again, then said, "yeah, I guess it would be ok. What do you want to know." "I dunno, how about you start at the beginning, when you were selected for the position," I answered. "Well," he started, then paused. "Adrian came to my Mom's and my bungalow and talked to us about how I could make money for us and how I didn't have to do it and could quit anytime. But all he told me was I had to spend time with the guests and make them happy. I didn't really know what all that meant, but I wanted to do it, and my Mom agreed." "Then what," I asked. "About a week later he came and got me. He told me not to bring anything because I would have everything I needed in our training bungalow. So I just went with him. He was really nice and I liked him and felt kinda safe so it was easy to go. Since my mom was only across the island I didn't feel like I was leaving home or anything." "How old were you?" I asked. He looked up at the ceiling and thought for a second. "I guess about 7." "So, then what," I asked. "So, then we came to his bungalow and he told me what was going to happen for the first few days, which was we were just going to hang out and get to know each other and become good friends. So, the first week we just took walks and hung out together and we were together all the time." With a giggle he added, "even in the bathroom." "What do you mean?" I asked. "He said that part of the training was that we had to get totally comfortable with each other and that meant being together even when we were peeing or taking a dump. We even took baths together." "Then, after a week," he began, "he told me we had to go naked all the time so we would get really comfortable with each other. I was kind of nervous at first and kept covering up my cock, but after about a day or two it didn't matter anymore and I was cool with it. I didn't even care when I got a boner cause he got them too." "Then what," I asked, totally enthralled with his story. "We had been sleeping together in our undies but that night we slept together naked and he pulled me right up against him. I was really nervous at first but then I started to like how it felt. Kinda warm and safe. You know what I mean?" he asked me. "Yup, I do," I answered smiling. "So, anyway, he started talking to me about sex stuff and I didn't know anything so it was all like really new. He asked me if I knew why I got boners all the time and I really didn't. Then he told me why I got boners and how I should really enjoy them and not be at all ashamed about it." Giggling, he added "But of course, this was something we talked about for a few days, not like all at once." "So, then we were in the Jacuzzi and he pulled me between his legs with my back against his chest. He was rubbing my chest and nipples and really making me feel nice. And then, he put his hand on my cock and made it hard, then he rubbed for a long time and I had my first orgasm. It was like, totally amazing and I wanted him to do it all the time, but he wouldn't." Jason said. "Why not?" I asked. "Cause he said it was going to be my reward for learning what I needed to learn to be a good host to the guests," he started. "If I worked hard at learning all I needed to learn I would get rewarded regularly with an orgasm. Also, I was not allowed to jack off and if I did I would get punished." "What kind of punishment?" I asked with concern. "A hard spanking on my bare butt over his knee," he answered. "That's awful," I groaned sympathetically. "Jason laughed out loud. "You wanna know a secret? I liked the spankings." "You did? But why," I asked loudly. "I don't know, cause they really hurt, but after it was over I always felt really nice and calm. I also felt like Adrian loved me and didn't enjoy doing it. After it was over he would always cuddle with me and tell me he still loved me. So, it was all cool." "Go on," I urged. "Well, then the training on how to treat the guests really started. He spent about 2 days just teaching me how to kiss, which I really liked. It sure didn't feel like being in school, cause I loved kissing Adrian," he giggled. "Then he showed me how to touch a man in a lot of places to make him feel good and how to tell when he liked a place I touched him. That took a while, cause there are so many places," he laughed. "Then one morning he sucked on my cock till I had an orgasm, and that was like super amazing," he said, almost moaning at the thought. "He told me I had to learn how to do that to a man to make him feel good, but I had already been thinking about that anyway so it wasn't like it scared me or anything. He had me do it to him and at first I was pretty bad at it. I kept scraping my teeth on his cock and he had to teach me how to open my mouth wide and still keep my lips on his shaft. He also showed me how to use my tongue on his cockhead and balls to really make it feel good. Once I had learned how to do all that we worked on taking his entire cock in my mouth. That was kinda hard cause I gagged a lot and even puked a few times. But, I finally learned how to do AND swallow all his cum without letting any dribble out." He looked up at me with a huge grin on his face and said, "I'll show you later." "So, then we started with the stretching. He made me wear a thing in my butt most of the day. It started with a small one then it got bigger and bigger till I could put a big one in without it hurting at all." "Then what, "I asked. "Then he fucked me, and I totally loved it. He showed me all kinds of positions and how to move so it feels good to the man who is fucking me. He fucked me two or three times a day and I could never wait for that lesson to begin, " he said, grinning. "And that's what I got my gold chain for. Adrian said I was really good at fucking and sucking and that I was really enthusiastic about it, " he said. "You know, baby," I started, "I really love the way you can talk about sex so openly, without using code words like pee pee for your cock. It's way, way sexy." "Well, we had a whole week class on that," he began. "Some men don't like it so we had to learn how to talk different with them. But, most men really like it when we say exactly what we mean without being shy or seeming ashamed. I really, really love sex with older men so it's easy for me, but sometimes I have to act shy because some men get excited by a shy boy. I'm glad you aren't like that." "And that was it? That was your training?" I asked. "Well, almost, " he said, "then, every couple of weeks we would go to a bungalow with one of the other instructors for a day and have sex. They would write up some kind of thing about how we did and then we would be told what we did really good and what we didn't do so good." "I bet you never did anything not so good," I said, tousling his hair. "Naaah, "he said, "they were always finding something I did wrong, but I didn't mind because I wanted to do good." "What does your mother think about all this?" I asked. "She's cool. She knows I really like it, so she's ok with it," he said. I laid there quietly reviewing everything he had told me. I wondered if he became a man lover because of the training, or if the training came easy to him because he was already having thoughts about men anyway. It didn't matter, he seemed to get great joy out of sex, and I was the lucky recipient. I reached down and pulled him on top of me and we locked out mouths in a deep loving kiss. His tongue explored the inside of my mouth as he moaned softly and gently humped my stomach. I broke the kiss and turned him around so we were in a kind of 69 position. The differenced in our heights made mutual oral impossible, but I really wanted to do something I had yet to do with him, eat his delectable boy pussy. I spread his legs as I pulled his gorgeous mounds to my lips. When I had the smooth valley between his up cheeks up against my nose I took my hands and spread him wide. He helped by spreading his legs as wide as he could. I pulled him to me and planted my mouth on his tight rosebud, suckling gently on the firm ring. I suckled at his pussy for a while. Even though I knew my tongue would slide in easily, I wanted to savor this moment. His little pussy smelled and tasted like my cum. I even managed to suck a little out of his hole and the taste of it, mixed with his natural boy juices, was delicious. All the time I was working his hole he lay on my chest, his head resting sideways on my stomach, moaning and groaning with intense pleasure. The urge to tongue fuck him became too strong to resist and I finally slid my tongue through his tight ring as far as I could. He let out a moan, then said, "please don't stop, please don't, that feels sooooo fucking good." I wasn't about to and I held my tongue in deep and tried to move it around and explore the inner recesses of his rectum, but that proved to be pretty much impossible, so I just used my tongue like a cock, fucking him with it. Not surprisingly, the tongue fucking brought him to a climax, which he tried to enhance by thrusting his cock in vain. As his boy hole tightened up from the coming orgasm my tongue was squeezed out, so I replaced it with my finger and lifted him up so he could bury his cocklet in my mouth. I sucked him hard while he rode waver after wave of spasms. I held him there till I could sense his orgasm was completely over, then I brought his hole back to my mouth and gently licked it with the flat of my tongue, allowing him to enjoy the sensual pleasure as he calmed down. I turned him around and wrapping my arms around him, I held him tight against me, his head on my shoulder with his forehead cradled against my neck. "This feels so good, so nice. I love it," he whispered to me. I nodded in agreement. We laid that way for a while till he pulled away and slid down my body. He got between my legs and held my stiff cock in his hand. Looking up at me with an evil grin he asked, "you wanna see how I won the gold chain?" I laughed and told him to go for it. "Ok, but don't thrust up into my mouth. Let me do everything," he ordered with a smile. I put a pillow under my head so I could watch him work, and truly wondered if he could get my entire cock in his mouth. At first he worked on the head, and he did it expertly. Every swirl of his tongue and tightening of his lips took me to higher levels of pleasure. I must have been spewing precum out, but if I was, he had to be swallowing every drop, because none leaked out of his mouth. After making me almost insane with lust, he slid my cock completely into his mouth. I could feel his tight lips wrapped tightly around the base, and his throat muscles constricting my cock head. I could see his neck muscles moving and with every muscle movement I would feel his throat working around my cock head. He would pull up a couple of inches periodically so he could breath, and then he would slide back down and begin the process again. While his mouth and throat worked my cock, his little hand was massaging my balls or sliding down to my hole. At my hole he would press his finger against my sphincter then move it around, sending jolts of pleasure up through my balls, into my back, and up my spine. Eventually, he pushed his finger inside me and found my prostate which he gently massaged, bringing me even more incredible pleasure. I was close to cumming but I said nothing. I figured he had enough experience to sense my impending orgasm and do whatever it was he did when I blew. My sphincter must have tightened hard around his finger as my balls churned up a massive orgasm. He kept my cock deep in his mouth and I felt a huge flood of cum race up my cock and explode into his waiting mouth. The first rope went straight down his throat and into his stomach. Then he pulled up and gripped my cock, expertly pumping it as his mouth gripped my cockhead. He let the remaining 4 streams of thick semen fill his mouth. Not once did he gag and he didn't let a single drop of my cum leak out of his mouth. When I crashed from the orgasm he pulled his mouth off my cock with a tight sucking action, getting the last bit of cum off my cockhead and into his mouth. He almost started laughing as he crawled up to me and planted him mouth on mine. Suddenly, I felt a thick flow of cum fill my mouth. I held it for a minute, then passed it back to him. He then fed it back to me and I reciprocated. By now our lips were coated in my cum and he pulled up a little and swallowed all of it in one big gulp. As a last act, he slid his flat tongue from one side of my mouth to the other, cleaning off the residual cum. I was stunned. I had never had as good a blow job, ever. I grabbed him and pulled him to me and whispered, "God baby, you really know how to make your daddy feel good." Looking up with a grin he asked, "did I earn a gold chain?" I laughed out loud. Again we lay there in a tight embrace, his arms around my side, my hands caressing and kneading his soft buns. We fell asleep for about half an hour till he slid off me. As he awoke he took my cock in his hand and gently stroked it. I got hard almost instantly from his small hand working my shaft. I don't usually have that quick a recovery, but Jason knew how to work the right places to get me hard. "You ever heard of the Kama Sutra?" he asked me. "Well, yeah, why?" I answered. "I wanna try something," he said. With that he grabbed a bunch of pillows and put them behind me till I was in a half sitting position. "Ok, bring your feet toward so your knees are bent up, so your stomach is like a saddle," he ordered. I did as I was told as he grabbed the lube and slathered up my engorged cock. When he was satisfied he climbed on and put my cock up to his boy pussy. Sliding down he took the entire shaft in slow movement. When I was fully inside him he leaned forward and rested his chest against mine. "Now, we'll just stay like this for a while, no thrusting or movement," he told me. It was a very comfortable position and I was more than happy to follow his directions. We laid quietly in the position for a while, him gently sliding his hands up and down my rib cage, me softly caressing his smooth buns. After a while I could feel movement around my cock. He was massaging my cock with his rectum muscles and sending waves of pleasure up and down my shaft. He must have worked on those muscles for a long time because while there was no sensation of tightening, I could feel something stimulating my entire cock. It was a feeling I had never experienced and I didn't want it to stop. "You think you can make me cum doing that," I asked him in all seriousness. "Sure, but it will take a while," he said softly. I simply relaxed and let the boy do his work on my cock. I wondered how long he could keep it up since although he didn't seem to be working hard at it, there was clearly some deliberate muscle work going on inside him. It took about 30 minutes but finally I could feel that familiar tingling in my balls. I just rode with it. I was in no rush to cum since the sensations on my cock were ultra stimulating. Then I felt it, an orgasm building up. But that sensation was holding steady. It was like I was in a holding pattern with an orgasm at the base of my cock just waiting to erupt. The orgasm built very slowly and the desire to thrust was almost overwhelming, but I managed to control it. From the minute I felt the pleasure of a coming orgasm till the first shot of cum erupted from my piss slit must have taken 4 or 5 minutes. It was like a 5 minute orgasm building and building till I unloaded in the boys pussy. My body tensed by I didn't thrust into him or grab him by the waist and force him down onto my cock. I just let the pleasure build and build till I emptied my balls. Even though I had finished with my climax he stayed on top me as my cock softened then slipped out of his hole. His gaping hole spewed a flood of my warm semen all over his legs and my cock. He stood up, cum sliding down his leg in small rivulets. "You need relief, honey," I asked him. He nodded. I pulled him forward and took his cock in my mouth, sucking it and working my tongue around his little cock head. I slipped a finger into his hole and massaged his little prostate, and he climaxed in less than a minute, letting out a stream of "Oh fuck yes, oh fuck, oh fuck, suck my cock, finger my pussy harder." Then he collapsed in my lap and dropped onto my chest, panting and mewling loudly. I held him tightly and soothed him with gentle murmurs and caresses. This little boy had just taken me to places I didn't know existed. I wanted to have him forever.