Date: Tue, 11 Jul 2023 02:06:55 +0000 From: Qwik Loob Subject: Bringing Home a Boy Chapter 7 Disclaimer: Unless you are brand new to Nifty you know how this works. This is a work of fiction portraying consensual sex between men and boys. No real or fictional characters were harmed during the writing of this story. Nothing written here is meant to suggest anything about the personal or professional lives of anyone who might be referenced, aside from the fact I think you're attractive; but be assured I would never disrespect you in person or virtually. Do not read this if you are philosophically blind. If you are legally blind be sure to turn up the volume on your reader (thanks Fred!). If you are in a country or jurisdiction where it is illegal to read such material do not tell anyone what you are doing. We know you are doing the same things we do. We won't tell either. If you are a minor, pretend you are in the same situation as the folks above and follow that advice. If this material offends you face the fact that you are here because it turns you on. After you get off, go seek professional help to deal with your feelings. (See the "blind" part above.) All constructive comments are welcome at qwikloob@hotmail.com. All flames will be ignored. Please donate something, anything, to keep Nifty going, and thanks to everyone who contributes. I have included both the old donation link and the new beta donation link. Please use whatever works for you. Keep 'em up! http://donate.nifty.org/ Hello again. I know it has been some time since I updated you on my life. I mean our lives. My name is Rob and my foster child is Joe and if you read the earlier chapters you know I volunteered at an orphanage to try and get into a boy's pants. Careful what you wish for. I got much, much more than I hoped for. Yes, I got a boy. Not just any boy. I got Joey. He was my fantasy dream in the flesh plus more. I also got some new friends through him and got more sex than I ever imagined at my age. Hehe. Joe was having sex with his peer Eli, a very hot boy whose dad Marc was also very attractive. We had just finished watching each other reach nirvana with our boys. Marc broke the silence after many minutes of fathers and sons worshipping each other. "Eli's been checking out Joe for some time now. He finally made his move. It would be sweet if we are all on the same page. So let's figure out what comes next, ok?" "Ok." I answered, "This was great. Fantastic even. We would love more virtual playdates. Maybe we can have an in-person visit in addition?" "I would love that.", Marc answered. Eli elbowed his dad in the ribs. Marc gasped and then said "WE would love that!" We all chuckled a bit. Then Joey sealed the deal. He got up on his hands and knees facing the cam. Because that was doggy position my eyes were immediately drawn to my boy's sweet ass and hanging jewels so I almost missed hearing the next statement. "Great to meet you Mr. Marc. See you next week Eli." He paused, then blurted out "I love you." I was stunned. Joe just told someone else 'I love you'. If nothing else works out in this life I know I've done something great in freeing this boy to say that. My heart swelled at the thought. Eli and his dad responded the only way I could hope. "I love you too.", said Eli. "You both are great. We look forward to getting to know each other better.", Marc added. Ooohh the possiblities we have just unleashed. I could hear and visualize the celebratory fireworks. We signed off the videocall. Truthfully Joe signed off the call because I was once again fondling his butt while he worked the computer. I wanted to put a bow on the latest gift my Joey had given me. "That was really hot. In fact everything you did and told me about today was awesome. I like Eli. I like his dad. You tell me where you want this to go." Joe leaned back into my hands as I groped his butt. I slid a hand between my boy's legs to fondle his sex too. Joe was still rock hard. My superhero Wonder Boy. This was so much fun. So perfect. Joey groaned with pleasure at my touch. I bent over his body to bring our heads together, reach his lips and we kissed. That's when I heard my phone ping. Now remember I'm retired. Aside from Joe and Marge - you remember our social worker? - nobody texts me. That meant it could only be one other person. Blake. As much as I did not want to take my hands off Joe I also knew I didn't want to miss any contact from Blake. I released Joe's sex, kissed my boy's ass and went for my phone. Sure enough there was the text. "hey its blake" I texted back. "Hey there. hru?" "good I guess u gave me ur # hope its k 2 txt u" "Of course it is. That's why I gave you my number. What's up?" "uh dmn idk umm im uh". I could see he was still typing for a bit. I wondered if he was typing, then erasing messages to decide what he really wanted to say. "idgaf im horny" I noted that Blake didnt use any punctuation in his texts. That made me begin to wonder just how old he was. I would have had no clue what that last series of messages meant had it not been for Joey. Based on texts exchanged I translated Blake was saying in effect that he was wanting sex. I was now no longer intimidated by the thought of a horny young male. I embraced it. I waited a couple of minutes before responding just to add a little more sexual tension. This was working out just as I hoped and I wanted to reel this boy in hook, line and sinker. "Nice. Can we help?" "shift nds n about 15 cn u buy pizza 4 me 2 Ueats?" Now this confused me. I had the app he mentioned since I had a young-teen-eating-machine in the house. But the fast food place where we saw Blake earlier did not serve pizza. How many jobs did this kid have? I was both intrigued and impressed by his industriousness. I recognized that Blake's strategy would give us both a plausible reason for meeting and him knowing where we lived. Of course I agreed to his clever plan and we exchanged a few more texts so I could call and order the delivery. I was tempted to order extra cheese, but what I really wanted was Blake's milk over my pizza. I was pretty sure Joey would want that too. Let's see where this goes. "Who's blowing up your phone?", asked Joey. There was a look in his eye that said he knew something more was up and maybe I had a surprise for him the way he surprised me with Eli. "We are about to play with another new friend. Or maybe not yet a friend, but definitely someone you will be happy to see again. C'mon. Let's go shower up so we're fresh and clean when he gets here. Not much time." We raced upstairs with Joe's gorgeous naked butt leading the way and jumped into the shower. We lathered each other and of course we got hard, but I managed to keep us from taking it too far with the the promise of joys yet to cum. By this point in our lives together we had developed the ability to bathe each other everywhere without cumming. Boners were optional and frequent, of course. I told Joe that Blake was coming over and bringing pizza. Joe suggested we put on the same clothes we wore the first time he saw us. Brilliant. We finished our ablutions and dressed one another. Joe was wearing a sleeveless tee shirt, loose nylon basketball shorts and we added a surprise. The material could never hide the fact he was hard or soft. Indeed we had counted on that with each amusement park trip. No surprise there. Then the doorbell rang. Perfect timing. We came back downstairs and Joe opened the door. Blake stood there with two pizza boxes. "Hello. Please come inside.", I said. He was wearing a tee shirt and cap advertising the pizza place and cargo shorts. Blake was shorter than I expected, maybe around 5' 9"? Then I realized this was the first time I was seeing him when we were both standing on the same level. The other times I was sitting in some kind of car and he was standing on some kind of platform. Taking a longer, closer look I thought he kind of resembled the teen model William Franklyn Miller. Cute, eyes that shifted from dark to electric blue, slim, defined, but not bulky and yeah sexy. In fact he was hella sexy. Seeing him out of some uniform I realized Blake had a very fit body. I was beginning to fanitasize about seeing him naked. As much as my eyes were drawn to Blake, clearly his eyes were drawn to Joe. My boy was doing his 'do you want me?' pose, hands behind his back an one knee slightly bent and turned outward. This really emphasized Joe's long legs, and he added an extra touch reaching up to run one hand through his hair, simulatenously exposing the faint hairs growing in his armpit. I saw Blake's shorts start to hint at a bulge. This was going nicely. We made formal introductions and then I said, "Well boys shall we eat? Blake how much time do you have?", I asked. "What? Umm. This is the end of my shift. I told my mom that I was going to see a friend after work. So I got like, some time I guess." Even though he was speaking to me Blake never took his eyes off of Joe. "Cool.", was Joe's response. I took the pies from Blake, guided us into the kitchen, got plates and served drinks, a soda for Joe. I took the opportunity to inquire about Blake's age. "What would you like with your pizza? I don't know if you're into more than soda." "Umm. Could I maybe have a beer? Or a hard lemonade? Just one?" "I have both and more. But how old are you? If you are not legal to drink alcohol there might be other things we can't do. You know what I mean? I want this house to be like Las Vegas, you know?" Blake looked confused. Maybe he hadn't heard the saying before. I continued, "There is a saying, what happens in Las Vegas stays in Vegas. What happens here, stays here. Know what I mean?" Joey sucked one finger into his mouth, then two. The meaning was crystal clear. Blake blushed. "I'll be 17 in two months. And I wont' tell anyone." I briefly considered asking Blake to clarify if he would not tell anyone when he turned 17, or would not tell anyone he was going to get laid on demand? Hahaha. However, I figured I had already teased the teen enough. We were just getting started. Hehe. Joe walked enticingly over to the fridge and pulled out a beer, serving it up in a frosty mug. The deal was sealed. I knew Blake was not going to tell anyone what we were doing. Lovely. We sat at the kitchen table and chatted. Teh boys vacuumed up the pizzas and I had my fill. Joe and Blake talked about the games they liked and the platforms they used. I found out Blake was working at the fast food place and the pizza delivery job during the school year with the amusment park as his main summer job. He was a junior in high school and saving to go to college in another year or so. Sweet 16. I took a moment to give thanks to the Universe for how my life was shaping up. After eating we cleaned up and moved to the den. Blake sat in one of the armchairs. I sat on the couch and Joe sat on my lap in a provocative way, leaning his body back into mine with his hands clasped behind my neck and his legs open. Blake had full view of Joe's body from his bare feet to his creamy armpits to the long hair almost hiding his bright eyes. Blake mentioned how he was starting to make some short dance videos. Maybe they could try making one together? We continued talking about something, or more accurately the boys continued talking, about what I don't even recall. Joe took my hand, placed it provocatively on the inside of his knee and guided it slowly up his thigh into his shorts. Blake's eyes widened. I put my other hand under Joey's shirt and began to rub and pinch his nipples. I fondled my boy's jewels slipping my fingers under his warm nutsack while keeping my thumb at the base of his cock, pushing it forward making sure his erection created an unmistakable tent inside his shorts. Joey wasn't wearing any underwear so it was easy. The effect was irresistable. Blake started breathing faster. I pulled my hand out of Joe's shorts to pat the sofa next to us. "Please. Come sit with us. Will you show us some of your dance videos?" Blake stood up. His erection was obvious. He had a pole big enough for three circus tents inside his shorts lol. Blake carefully took the few steps needed to approach and sat down next to us very carefully like he was afraid to break the spell, or maybe the hard cock trying to burst through his shorts. I whispered into Joe's ear and he moved from my lap to straddle Blake. Then I leaned over to Blake and whispered to his ear in my best dirty-old-man seductive voice. "Joe wants this. You want this. I want this. Have fun. We can look at your dance videos later." Blake had not even taken his phone out of his pocket so clearly the videos were not a priority at the moment. With that Joe leaned in to kiss Blake. I do not have the words to describe how hot this was. Blake's hands automatically gripped Joe's ass as my boy rocked himself on Blake's lap. The tents in their shorts rubbed together. What a sight!!! Blake groaned and moaned like a wounded animal as they swapped saliva. I put my arm around Blake's shoulders and leaned in to smell his hair. He was fresh and all teenaged boy. I caressed his leg while being careful not to interrupt their gyrations. What a hot scene was unfolding before my eyes. I wanted to push this further. I whispered into Blake's ear. "Go ahead and feel his body. You can take his clothes off you know." Joe knew the game plan. He raised his arms above his head. Blake was a quick study and pulled Joe's tee shirt up and off. Joe climbed off Blake's lap to stand before him, the tent in his shorts pulsing strongly. The invitation was obvious. Blake was trembling and gasping with uncontrolled desire. I could see his hands shaking. Then like a cobra striking he grabbed Joe's tent suddenly and strongly. I heard Joe gasp. Blake had a two-handed death grip on Joe's rod through the thin shorts. He just held it there. Then Joe placed one hand on Blake's head and the older teen leaned forward to hold Joe's rod against his forehead. Blake soon started rubbing that captured rod all over his face. Joe was so sweet and generous. He let Blake put this strangle hold on his lead pipe while gently running his fingers through Blake's hair. After a few minutes Joe broke the silence. "Do you want to take off my shorts? You can do it anytime. You can do whatever you want. Whatever feels good." My pride in my boy swelled even more, along with my dick. Blake did not respond, but moved his face back enough to look at his hands clutching Joe's meat through the thin shorts. I could see every detail of Joe's erection and mushroom head. But Blake's eyes were closed. I realized there was something different about this moment. I leaned in again. "Are you okay buddy?" Blake nodded slightly. Then it dawned on me. "Is this your first time having sex?" Blake's eyes were squeezed shut. I rubbed his back. "It's okay. We all have a first time." In a very quiet voice Blake answered. "I had sex once, with a girl. It was an accident. But not with a boy." Hmm. That warranted further exploration. But not now. "It's okay baby. You want this. We do too. Just relax and do whatever feels good." Blake was still clutching Joe's tent with both hands. Joe started trying to pull down his shorts without breaking Blake's grip. I continued rubbing large, slow circles over Blake's back. I decided since he had already committed there was no reason to hold back. I pulled at his tee shirt and slid my hand underneath to rub the smooth skin of his back. The feel was thrilling. My other hand slipped between Blake's legs and took hold of his crotch through his shorts. He was rock hard. Blake groaned. Joe's eyes got bigger. He smiled. Blake still had not released Joe's boner and Joe's shorts were now sort of half off. I knew I had to move things along so we could all fully enjoy ourselves. I stood up and pulled Blake's shirt up and off. This required him to reluctantly release hold of Joey, but my clever horny boy made sure it was worth Blake's time. As I was pulling the tee over Blake's head, momentarily blocking his view, Joe turned around so the next thing Blake saw was Joe's smooth ass cheecks peeking out over the shorts pulled down in the back. "Fuuucckk!" Blake's mouth hung open as the sigh escaped his lungs. HIs hands appeared to tremble as they reached out to grab both of Joe's smooth globes. Joey bent over and pulled his shorts down the rest of the way. We could hear the loud "thwap" as Joe's tool was released by the material to slap against his flat belly. He looked over his shoulder with a look that was all fire and desire. Blake kept squeezing and stroking Joe's ass. Joe stayed bent over, his hands on his knees, then his ankles as Blake groped him. My turn to break the silence. "You can kiss his ass too. You can do whatever you want. May I touch you too?" I guess in one respect the question was ridiculous. After all Blake had watched me fondling my boy, I had already groped Blake's basket and then removed the teen's tee shirt. Yet now I was getting really hungry for this teen and I wanted an all access pass to his body. His nipples were two lovely large cones capping very square and well defined pectoral muscles. Blake also had clear six pack abs. His armpits had narrow lines of long, sandy, brown hair that matched his eyebrows. I expected his pubes would be thick and match the same color. I was getting impatient to see this boy naked and watch him enjoying my Joey. Blake kept groping Joey's cheeks and then spread them. That when he discovered the surprise Joey had thought up. Remember I had said Joey and I dressed in the same clothes were were wearing when we first encountered Blake at the amusement park? If you recall the story (or don't want to go back to chapter 5 to reread it right now), it was a day when Joey was going commando under the shorts. But he was also wearing the purple flower butt plug that is my favorite. "Damn! Holy Shit!" Blake just kept repeating that over and over as he gazed on the jewel in Joey's ass. That was my signal to go for the gold. I gently pushed down on Joe's back and he bent over into a jacknife positon, grabbing his ankles. The position completely opened Joe's asscheeks. The jewel gleamed. I moved Joe's feet further apart, got on my knees next to the pair and began pulling on Joe's pud and fondling his balls. At the same time I reached with my other hand, took hold of the butt plug, slowly began rotating it and pulled it out. Laying the plug aside on the floor, my free hand now traced up Blake's closest leg from ankle to calf and onto his thigh, then up inside the loose shorts he was wearing. Blake had very muscular legs and I wondered what sport(s) he played, assuming he had time for any sport given how many jobs he worked. I thrilled to feel his muscles and he opened his legs wider. Because he was wearing boxers my hand was able to move unimpeded in between Blake's legs. I caressed his full and surprisingly smooth nutsack then felt around the soft, ample pubes and finally wrapped my fist about his erection. I'm not completely sure if Blake intended to give me such access to his junk or if it was just a horny reflex because he hadn't stopped staring at Joey's gaping hole. His tongue was literaly licking his lips and I thought how you watch a lion's tail wave back and forth right before he attacks his prey. That is kind of what Blake's tongue was doing. The whole situation was so hot. Here I was freely groping two cute boys and watching as they made contact. I was even more thrilled knowing this was Blake's first time with another male. There was so much fun to explore. I think the whole situation was getting all three of us. Joe suddenly released one ankle, reached back to grab Blake by the hair and forcefully pull the older boys face into his ass. "C'mon dude. Eat me!", Joe commanded. Blake responded with an enthusiaistic tongue assault on Joe's welcoming hole. I've told you before, I have learned Joe has a kinky and rather dominant tendency that he reveals when he get's really horny. I knew then that Blake was in for some wildfire tonight. I just hoped I could keep up with the two of them. Both boys were now moaning and groaning at Blake's tongue working Joe's ass. Both were obviously loving it, but I wanted more. "Let's get more comforable fellas." Placing my hands under his armpits, I pulled Blake's face away from Joe's now saliva lubricated valley and somehow he understood the need to stand. Joey quickly turned and dropped to his knees opening Blake's shorts and bringing them with his boxers down to his ankles. I almost got lost in the sight of Blake's nude body. This kid was a young Adonis with a perfectly chisled swimmer's build or gymnast's body. He wasn't heavily muscled, but you could see every muscle in detail. Joey, still on his knees, gently pushed Blake back down to sit on the sofa, ran his hands over Blake's thighs pushing them apart and using only his mouth licked his way up Blake's sex from his balls to the precum leaking head and captured it in his mouth. Blake's groans were a symphony of ecstasy. I looked at them, watching with admiration the way Joe gave Blake expert head. Blake's eyes were closed again, his mouth open, his sounds of pleasure obvious. Meanwhile, my eyes were drawn once again to Joey's ass. It was still shiny from Blake's saliva. I knew I couldn't let this go to waste. I removed my clothes, not wanting to be the only one here still dressed. I took firm hold of Joe's buttcheeks pulling them apart and driving my tongue all around and into my boy's sweet ass. Joey added his passionate moans to the chorus as I heard Blake exclaim a stream of empassioned profanities, "Oh fuck yeah! Shit yeah! Fuck! Fuuck!! FUUUCK!!!" I felt two hands sliding over mine and pulling Joe cheeks even wider and kneading them along with me. We kept this up for some time. I finally raised my eyes to see Blake giddily staring at the sight of me rimming my boy while Joey deep-throated Blake's cock. I could easily and gladly mounted Joey right then and there. I was sure Blake would be thunderstruck to watch me actually fucking Joey. However, I was determined to be a good host. This evening was all about Blake. It was even more important now that I knew he was a virgin to male adventures, or at least he had been when he walked through the door. He was certainly going to leave here with his head full and his body drained if Joe and I had anything to do about it. Muahaha!!! Somehow, I found the self-control to stop consuming Joe's hot little tush and place my hands lower on his thighs. Remember I'm an old guy, so this maneuver took some time, yet because of the hot, horny teens in front of me I also found an energy and flexibilty that surprised me. I briefly reflected on the fact that since Joe had moved in I was feeling physcially younger both in my flexiblity and my passion. Talk about discovering the fountain of youth. But, sorry, I digress. I got onto my feet while trying to lift Joey to his feet at the same time. He didn't stop sucking, probably thinking I was just repositiong his ass before filling it. "Baby, I think it's time for you to take a ride. You know that Blake will make sure you are properly seated." Joey giggled even though his mouth was full. Blake was mesmerized watching Joe, his eyes now appearing neon electric blue like they had become video cameras. My boy slowly pulled his mouth off the teen's hard cock with a few more twists. Blake's dick seemed to glow from the bottom to the top of his shaft appearing dark pink to red to purple especially at the swollen glans. His cock pulsed with his audible heartbeat. Joe took hold of Blake by both shoulders and let me support him climbing up, both feet now on the sofa to either side of Blake's hips. Of course both of Blake's hands had turned to support Joe's ass. My hottie leaned in and tongue-kissed Blake. Blake suddenly seemed to let go his last reserves of restraint. "Ready for your ride? I am gonna serve you good." We moved as a team aligning Joe's hungry hole atop Blake's marble monument. Watching that sweet young boypussy and thick teen dick slide together like hand in glove was a sight better than the best imaginable porn. This was actually happening and to think I had started out hoping I might get to touch up a kid for a while!?! I really don't have enough words to describe what happened next, but I will try. This was a mutual fuck. Joey was riding Blake for sure. I had the pleasure of that action many times now and knew the sensations well. However, to my surprise Blake was fucking like a stud. His hips thrust up insanely with a force that bounced Joe upward again and again. I could hear the beautiful sound of the rythymic slapping of their flesh. I thought back to his comment about 'accidently' fucking a girl. I bet she had no complaints afterward. This whole scene was inspirational. I didn't want to interrupt thier obvious pleasure, but I also didn't want to be left out, at least not this first time. I climbed up onto the sofa to the side of the boys. I could always count on Joey knowing what I wanted. He broke their ongoing tongue kissing to take my prick in his mouth. Blake immediately went along with the new plan licking on my balls. Incredible!!! I settled into a more or less comfortable position half sitting, half leaning on the back of the sofa while they tag teamed my junk. The boys soon developed a partnership trading off licking, sucking and rubbing my cock and balls with their tongues, mouths, and faces while somehow continuing to kiss each other. There was much more loud groaning. I was now part of the grand chorus of sexual pleasure we were singing. Joey was still riding Blake's dick and I could feel the jackhammer of Jake's hips through the sofa. After some time, Blake's head snapped back. His eyes were now a deep blue and his pupils dilated. His mouth opened silently. At the same time Joe took me completely down his throat and looked directly into my eyes. I recognized that expression. His steel hard prick erupted between his body and Blake's shooting pearly trails of cum up to both their necks. For his part, Blake let out a howl that probably was heard by every wolf within a two mile radius. I was momentarily more concerned my neighbors could hear him. The concern didn't last as I unloaded down Joey's throat. There were no words needed for any of us. I had just experienced my first orgy. Well actually, my first two orgies, one virtual and one in real life. Blake had just had his first male sexual experience and orgy. And Joey? He continued to look into my eyes as his tongue licked up the jizz I had spilled around his mouth and chin in my enthusiatic ejaculation. Then he gave that familiar half smile, half smirk, special grin I had come to love. That spoke volumes between us. "Fuck yeah.", I said. "Fuck yeah is right.", said Blake. Yeah. Fucking hell yeah, I thought. Between our morning rituals, school play with Eli, our virtual, multiorgasmic, group play with Eli and Marc, and our personal initiation of Blake, I knew Joey had cum at least five or maybe six times today. This was all so right. [One more chapter to cum?]