Date: Tue, 3 Oct 2017 01:30:21 +0200 (CEST) From: smashing@tutanota.com Subject: Do You Like Boys chapter 5 To eliminate any doubt I will state that this story is entirely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is coincidental. Having said that, I would like to thank all those who responded by email. If you like reading this and other stories on Nifty, please consider donating to keep the site up and going. You can donate here: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kyle and I had been hugging Bernie for a while when he finally calmed down. The two boys were still naked but that didn't seem to bother them. "So, your cousin decided you were his bitch and he could use you for sex," I summed up the situation. "Is this something you want to do?" "No!" Bernie answered a little belligerently. "How old is your cousin." I was beginning to think of ways to end the situation for Bernie. Bernie shrugged. "I dunno." "Is it Larry?" Kyle asked. "Yes." "Larry is a grownup but he still lives with his mom." Kyle supplied. I had to ask quite a few questions to get the full picture. While I was questioning the boys I had them get dressed since Bernie would have to be going soon. Apparently Larry was a deadbeat kid probably in his early twenties living off mom and dad. Rose, Kyle's mother, knew the family and referred to Larry as "that worthless SOB." Every Sunday Bernie's mother, Sarah, went to play bingo with Larry's mother. Sarah used to take Bernie with them but he hated bingo and about six moths ago he opted to stay with Larry while the mothers played. Things worked well for about a month and then the trouble began. "He told me to blow him and I told him no. Then he grabbed my hair and said yes you will and I said no I won't then he hit me and said yes you will. Then I said I'm going to tell and then he threw me on the couch and grabbed my balls and squeezed real hard. I told him to stop and he said he wouldn't unless I sucked his dick. It hurt so bad I said I would. Then he said if I bit him he would turn my balls into hamburger. I didn't want hamburger balls." Bernie's story came out in rushes and he was beginning to sob again. "Did he quit hurting you then?" I asked. "No. He would grab my hair and try to push his whole big thing in my mouth. Sometimes I threw up and that made him even madder and then he would hit me hard all over, even my balls. I tried not to throw up but I couldn't help it." "Does he hurt you any other ways?" I asked. "Yes." Bernie dummied up then and I had to coax more out of him. "He sticks it in my butt sometimes but he says I hurt him when he does that so he doesn't do it very much but he still hits me 'cus he says I hurt him but it hurts me a lot more than it hurts him 'cus he wouldn't ever do it if it hurt him that much." "I was right," I said. "Larry is an asshole and we need to make him stop hurting you. Why didn't you tell your mother about this?" "No, he said he would cut my wiener off if I told anyone. Please don't let him know I told you." Bernie looked pleadingly at both Kyle and myself. "Don't worry. When he finds out you told anyone it will be far to late for him to do anything to you. I don't think we should tell the police because they might not keep him away from you. Let me think about this and see if I can come up with a solution. We've still got a few days before Sunday." Kyle was talking to Bernie softly and I was thinking. "Bernie?" Getting his attention. "You would you be willing to go through this once more if it meant you wound never have to do it again?" "I guess if it made him stop. I hate it." "OK, here's what I'm thinking. Tell me what you think about it." I outlined my plan and Bernie, while not happy about getting abused by Larry again, thought it was worth it to make him stop forever. Bernie headed for home after a stop in the bathroom to wash his face so it didn't look like he had been crying. I went to my computer and started searching on line for what we needed. It took me nearly thirty minutes to find something we could use and I ordered it with next day delivery. Going into the living room I sat on the edge of the sofa and slouched back, spreading my legs out in front of me. The tension from Bernie's revelations were still eating me up so I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on breathing. A soft touch on my arm brought me back into the present. I opened my eyes and saw Kyle with a very concerned look. "Are you all right?" "Yes," I said closing my eyes again. "I am just very worried and tense and I need to relax." "I'm worried about Bernie too." After a brief pause he said, "I know what you need." I opened my eyes to see Kyle smiling as he stepped over my leg and knelt before me. "You don't have to do that, Kyle." "I know. I want to." That said he proceeded to unfasten my pants and pull out my now very flaccid dick. "Not hard now." "I know that, Kyle. I've had other things on my mind." He was having a good time playing with it, flopping it back and forth, pulling on it, pushing it into my groin to see how small he could make it, etc. "Having fun there," I asked. He giggled. "Yes." Then he took it all in his mouth, down to where his nose disappeared in my hair. "Oh, gawd." Involuntarily my hips thrust forward but there was no more to push into his little mouth. Then I sat still, fascinated, quietly watching my hardon emerge slowly from his mouth as it lengthened. After it had reached its full length Kyle released it from his mouth and looked at it smugly as if to say, "Look what I can do." He began, once again, licking it like a lollipop starting with the head of my cock and working down and then with long licks from bottom to top. After some of that he took me in his mouth and worked it like a madman then stopped to tickle my piss hole with his tongue. Then he licked more, then went down on me. Even with all the slurping and unpracticed moves he was driving me crazy. All the while he was playing with my pubic hair which seemed to fascinate him. Suddenly I couldn't take any more and I felt my orgasm coming on like a runaway freight train. I managed to say, "Oh gawd, Kyle, here I cum!" and then I was blowing my load into Kyle's sweet mouth. Again he closed his eyes and held only the tip of my dick between his lips. This time, however, he was holding my cock jacking me off as I was pumping cum down his throat. I began to relax and he began to suck again. He continued to suck on my cock for a couple minutes after I was done. Finally he came off and, looking at me with a big smile and twinkling eyes repeated the words I had said to Bernie, "You taste good." "I'm glad you like it. But do you think we should go fix dinner so you can eat before your mother gets here?" "I guess." With that he took my cock in his mouth again and started sucking. I let him suck for a bit then pulled my pants up and buttoned them while he was still sucking me. Then I fastened my belt and told him I was getting up. He managed to keep my dick in his mouth as we both got up but he gave it up when I was walking to the kitchen. We had a good dinner and while we were waiting for Rose to show up I decided to reinforce some things he should already know. "You know you can't tell anyone about Larry, right?" "I'm not going to blab about it. Bernie's my best friend." "Good. And you can't talk about what we are planning. Not only would that ruin it but I could get into some serious trouble over it." "I know; I know." Kyle was irritated that I was bringing this up but I thought it was important enough to repeat. "I know you do. I'm just worried and don't want anything to go wrong." "Nothing will go wrong. Don't worry, we'll save Bernie." With those words hanging in the air, Rose knocked on the door. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The package I had ordered arrived the next afternoon. I opened it up and played with it for a while to make sure it would work as advertised. It did. When I was satisfied I put it away to wait for the boys and got some work done. The boys showed up right on time after school. "Hurry up and get your homework done," I said. "We've got things to do before Sunday." They headed to the dining table and started homework with little talking. They finished quickly and came into the living room where I was. "Great," I said. "Here's what we are going to use to keep Larry away from you." I handed him the product that had arrived that day. "A baseball cap? How is this going to help?" Bernie was puzzled. "Doesn't it feel a little heavier than an ordinary cap?" I asked. "Yeah." Bernie looked the cap over. "How come it's so heavy?" "It has a spy camera and a recording device in it." I showed him and Kyle the pinhole camera and the DVR inside the lining of the cap. "This is way cool!" Kyle was excited about it. "With this," I explained, "we can record Larry forcing Bernie to have sex. Then we can threaten to turn the recording over to the police. That will make him leave you alone." "That's good," Bernie said. "But that means he's going to shove his thing down my throat and make me gag." "Unfortunately that's true," I replied. "but once we have a video of him doing it, we can make him stop. The only other way I can see is to tell your mom or the police." Bernie was not happy about going through another session with Larry but he could see it was necessary. We spent the rest of the afternoon until 4:00 practicing to be sure Bernie could get a good recording. Kyle wasn't happy that I made him play Larry in the practice but I explained that since Bernie was bigger than Kyle he would feel safer practicing than if I played Larry. I didn't allow any actual hitting or sex but other than that it was fairly authentic according to Bernie. Apparently Larry often made Bernie strip before using him for sex and Bernie must have stripped a dozen times that afternoon. I didn't like what Bernie described in those sessions with Larry. When it was time for Bernie to leave, I was fairly sure we could get a good recording. After each practice we watched the video to see how it looked and what could be better. "We can practice some more tomorrow," I said as I escorted Bernie to the door. "Hey!" Kyle exclaimed, very excited. "Bernie could sleep over with us." Then to Bernie, "You wanna sleep over here with me an Mr. J tomorrow?" "Yeah! We haven't had a sleep over in a long time." "Slow down. First of all, you have to convince me I should have both you rug rats over here all night." "That's easy," Kyle interrupted. "We'll just be naked all night." "That should convince you," Bernie chimed in. "And second," I continued as though there was no interruption, "BOTH your parents have to talk it over and agree to the idea." "That's no problem." I pushed Bernie out the door with a warning not to be late getting home. For once Kyle didn't think about sex. He divided his time worrying about Bernie and being excited because he was a 'real spy.' I spent my time trying to think of everything that could go wrong with our plan. My biggest worry was that I wouldn't have any idea of what was going on with Bernie while he was with Larry. I had wanted a camera with remote monitoring capability but I didn't find anything that had that feature with a high probability of working for Bernie. He would be on his own with the ball cap. I decided to get a prepaid phone so he could call me as soon as he had an incriminating video so I could get him out of there. I was late getting dinner on the table so by the time we had cleaned up it was time for Rose to pick up Kyle. Before she left I forewarned her about Kyle wanting Bernie to sleep over Friday night. She understood it was fine with me but she and Bernie's mother both had to agree to it. She told me she would let me know after she had talked to Bernie's mother. Later that evening she called back to let me know it was all set up for Bernie to spend the night with Kyle at my place. Friday Rose dropped off a sleeping bag for Kyle on her way to work. I told both mothers that since there wasn't room on the couch for both boys they should have sleeping bags. I didn't think the boys would sleep in them, opting to spend the night with me in my bed but, like they say, you never know. Bernie would have his when his mother dropped him off after school. I went to the grocery store for some supplies as I had another treat in mind for breakfast. I also picked up a cheap prepaid phone so Bernie could call for help after evidence was recorded. Kyle arrived, very excited. "Bernie had to go home to pick up some stuff. He'll be right here. Did Mom bring my stuff? Boy, this is going to be fun!" I slowed him down by reminding him he still had to do homework and Bernie too when he got there. Kyle was nearly finished with his homework when Bernie showed up juggling a sleeping bag and a grocery bag of "supplies" which included potato chips, popcorn, candy bars, chewing gum, etc. and as an after thought school books for homework, a toothbrush and a change of clothes. I directed him to the dining table where he got started on his homework. When they were both done with homework I had them practice different scenarios that might happen Sunday. "What if he takes the hat from me?" Bernie asked. "What would he do with it if he took it?" Bernie thought for a minute. "He'd say it was his and wear it." "Then it would still record everything that happens. If he takes it and wears it, don't argue and cause yourself more problems. We'll still get what we need." "I just wish there was a different way to stop him." "You can still talk to your mom or go to the police." "No." Bernie was not happy about this and I couldn't blame him. But this was the best plan I could think of that would get the desired results without involving parents or police. I would have been very happy if someone would have come up with a different plan that would work. It was time for dinner so I told the boys to watch TV or something while I fixed the meal. I had hardly started when I heard the sound of a potato chip bag being opened. "Don't you dare eat any junk food while I'm fixing dinner," I yelled. As far as I could tell they didn't eat any more. After dinner we went to the living room and I asked the boys what they wanted to do. They looked at each other and started stripping. Soon I had two naked boys in front of me and each had a member standing at attention. I decided they weren't going to dictate when we had sex so I charged them, grabbing each one under an arm, wrestling them to the floor where I began tickling then without mercy. Bernie wiggled loose giving me both hands to tickle Kyle. Bernie quickly jumped on my back so I had to turn my attention to him allowing Kyle to escape. I got Bernie to the floor and Kyle was on my back and so it went. Neither of them had a hardon at this point. They were just having a good time. I decided to be a good sport and let them get the best of me. Soon I was on my back with Bernie sitting on my legs and Kyle on my chest, holding my hands over my head. His now flaccid dick was inches from my face. "Say 'uncle'." said Kyle. "Nope," I replied. "I'm going to be free in just a minute." "Don't do it because you're stronger. That's cheating." "I won't. You will just let me go." "Will not." That's when I raised my head up and captured his package in my mouth, holding tightly enough he wouldn't escape. Kyle yelled and grabbed my head with both hands, freeing me to tickle him as I held him in my mouth. He rolled over onto the floor and I sat up to get Bernie who was too quick for me and got away then Kyle made a dash to join him. They were huddled on the opposite side of the room and I was catching my breath. "Why'd you let him go?" Bernie asked. "He almost bit my thing off!" Bernie got wide eyed and stated giggling. "How about a break and let this old man catch his breath?" "You're not old," the both said in unison which brought a gale of laughter form them. "Old or not I'm still out of breath. How about a truce?" They huddled up across the room whispering to each other. "Sure, we can have a truce," Kyle said. "Yeah," Bernie said, "right after this." Two naked boys charged while I was still sitting on the floor and began pulling my tee shirt off. It didn't take me long to figure out they intended to have me naked too. I fought them just enough so they could believe they had their way with me. After I was completely stripped Bernie announced, "Now we can have a truce." I got sodas from the kitchen for all of us and we sat on the sofa. Bernie, when I asked if they wanted to watch a movie, said he wanted to watch some porn. Truthfully, I told him I didn't have any, that I preferred the real thing and grabbed his dick. He yelped; Kyle and I laughed. They finally chose another old movie from my collection: "The Spy Next Door" and I turned up the heat so no one would get cold during our relative inactivity of watching the movie. Kyle snuggled up to me and I wrapped an arm around him and started playing with his dick. Bernie sat close to me on the other side but not close enough that he was rubbing against me. I put a hand on his thigh and slowly slid it upwards. Getting no complaints from him I began to play with his dick also. I would play and they would get hard; I would stop, only holding them, and they would get soft. I would play and so on. Bernie soon snuggled up to me like Kyle had done and I put my arm around him also. My cock, of course, remained hard the entire time. The boys enjoyed the movie despite my distractions. They loved Jackie Chan's tricks. At the end of the movie, after all the out takes were done, Kyle said, "Hey, Bernie, watch this." He then leaned over and took my cock in his mouth and started sucking me. While Bernie watched his dick went from flaccid to rock hard. Shortly Kyle came off me and said to Bernie, "You try it now." I jumped in quickly. "Now Kyle, after what he's been through with Larry I doubt Bernie will want to suck my dick so don't try to make him do it. If he doesn't want to that's alright." "That's OK," Bernie said. "I'll do it. Just don't push it down my throat." "I wouldn't do that to you. You just do what ever you want to. You're in control." Having been reassured, he held my cock and went down on me. He was good at it. No doubt he learned technique while trying to please Larry with the least discomfort. "That's enough, Bernie. It's my turn now." Bernie gave it up to Kyle to took over rather noisily but he was getting better. "Are you alright?" I asked Bernie. "Yeah, you're not like Larry. It's OK." waiting a short time he told Kyle it was his turn. Kyle was reluctant to give it back to Bernie but he did. Kyle waited even less time than Bernie had then insisted it was his turn again. Not taking his mouth from my cock Bernie tried to say, "No!" The meaning was clear even if the word wasn't. Kyle grabbed his hair and pulled Bernie off me. Bernie, of course, was angry. "Stop it boys!" I commanded. Even though it was kind of cool having boys fight over who got to suck me off I didn't really want them fighting. They stopped and I made a proposal. "Kyle will go down on me once and only once then Bernie will do the same. You will take turns doing that and you will both get to suck me. It will be fair that way." They both agreed and they began sucking my cock. Each one had a little hand pulling my cock toward his mouth when it was his turn. I was enjoying the different feel of each boy alternating on my cock. Kyle's technique improved rapidly, no doubt from watching how Bernie sucked me. My cum was slowly building and I wondered which boy would take my load. I tried to be quiet about it so the boys would have no warning and it would truly be chance who took my load. When I came Kyle was just going down on me and took the first spurt. He pulled off, looking a little surprised and Bernie took me in his mouth and got the second spurt. He too pulled off and Kyle was going back down when this third spurt splashed on his cheek. Holding just the head of my cock in his mouth, Kyle jacked me off while Bernie watched, all smiles. "That was way cool!" Bernie exclaimed when Kyle finally released me. "Did you swallow all his sperm?" Kyle, with a smug smile nodded an affirmative. I directed him to the Kleenex so he could wipe his face. "That was great guys," I said hugging them to me and kissing each and tasting my cum on both their lips. "Since you both sucked me off at the same time, I want to suck both you off at the same time." They thought that would be great. I got off the sofa and pulled Kyle off. "Bernie, you lay down here," I said indicating the middle of the sofa. Once he was in position I told Kyle to sit on Bernie's legs, straddling them. "Now scoot up so your balls are smooshed up against his." Kyle complied as they both giggled. Getting on my knees beside them, I held their boners together and took them in my mouth. I gave up trying to suck as I was making more noise than Kyle ever had and simply held them tight with my lips and bobbed my head up and down, sucking both of them that way. "My god!" Bernie said. "He's sucking both our dicks at the same time." "I know, I know. This is incredible." Kyle seemed to really love this and was soon making noises that indicated his was cumming. "Aahhhggh!" He raised up, standing on his knees and held my head tightly to his crotch. When he was done I said, "You left Bernie out in the cold." Sitting down he shrugged and said, "I couldn't help it." "Boys!" I lamented and began to work on Bernie's little cock. Soon he was spraying his cum into my mouth. I loved it as I always do. Afterwards the boys wanted to watch some programs on TV. They unrolled their sleeping bags, zipped them together and lay on the floor in the one big bag, eating junk food as they watched TV. I got a bath robe and sat on the sofa watching them as they watched TV, ignoring me. There was plenty of movement inside the sleeping bag and I was sure they were busy playing with each other. It was nearly bedtime for them so I announced it was time for them to take their baths. "Cool,"exclaimed Bernie. "Are you taking a bath with us?" "No, you two can bathe together but I won't be joining you." "But you took a bath with Kyle." Apparently they did tell each other everything. "Yes, and we were running out of hot water by the time two of us finished. We'd be taking a cold shower if there were three of us showering at the same time. You two go ahead. I'm sure you will enjoy it without me." Grumbling they headed to the bathroom, both of them sporting boners. I made sure they had everything they needed and went to my computer to catch up on the events of the day. Halfway through the headlines and stories I wanted to read I got up to get a glass of water. Passing the bathroom I heard through the closed door a gale of laughter and "Don't stick that thing in my butt." I chuckled, pleased the boys were having fun. "You two had better be using some soap," I yelled at them. "We are," came the reply in unison and more laughter. I got my water and returned to the computer. The boys were finished and back in the sleeping bag watching TV again before I finished the news. I went out to join them. They looked back at me and became a lot more quiet. I suspected I interrupted something that didn't include me. I watched TV for a while then announced I was going to take a shower and go to bed. Kyle responded with a weak, "OK." I was in bed reading a novel I had picked up. The TV had been off for quiet a while when Kyle came padding into my room. He climbed under the covers with me and snuggled. I put the book down and hugged him. He was quiet for a while and then said, "Bernie's sperm tastes different than yours." "You don't have to do it anymore if you don't like it. I'll talk to Bernie if you want me to." "No, no. I like it. It just tastes different than your sperm." "That happens," I said. "Did you both enjoy it?" "Yes. Good night." He snuggled up putting his head on my shoulder and was asleep soon. Not long after that Bernie came in. He stopped, surveying the situation and climbed onto the other side of the bed. "Are you alright?" I asked. "Yeah. I didn't know where Kyle was." He lay mirrored to Kyle and fell asleep. I was in heaven with two good looking, sexy and naked boys in bed with me. I fell asleep with an arm around each one.