Date: Sat, 16 Nov 2002 15:41:14 -0500
From: Shaver Boy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: DOCTOR'S ORDERS (Chapter 9) (M/t, MF/t, mast, oral, exhib)

NOTE: This is a work of fiction that depicts sexual situations between men
and teenagers. If that offends you or you are under 18 years old, don't
read on. And remember, it's a fantasy, guys. Keep it that way.

Comments are appreciated to shaverboy@yahoo.com

[NOTE: Sorry it's been such a long break since the last chapter. Hope this
makes up for it. SB]

CHAPTER 9 -- THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS (PART 2)

I had weird dreams that night.

I dreamt of Chip and me, naked and taking turns sucking each other. Only we
weren't in the basement. We were in the exam room at Dr. Owen's office. The
doctor was standing there watching us as we took turns, sucking on each
other. Then Sean entered the room, his hard dick sticking out of his pants,
just like it had in the restroom a few days ago. As I knelt there with
Chip' s dick in my mouth, I felt him kneeling behind me, rubbing his finger
up and down my crack. And then, I felt his dick sliding up and down my
asscheek, smearing it with his precum. I tried to pull away but Chip
clamped his hand down on my head, holding my mouth on his dick. The doctor
looked at me and nodded.

"I think you're ready, Doug," I heard him say, "Go on and take it."

I felt the fat head of Sean's dick push against my hole. I tried to yell
but Chip's dick filled my mouth.  Slowly my hole started to open to the
invading dick. And then . . .

I woke up. I was shaking a little. It had all seemed so real. I lay there
disoriented for a moment. My hard dick jerked against my stomach, leaving
gooey spots as it oozed.

It was the morning after Christmas. As I looked around in the dim light
coming through the basement window, I saw that Chip was getting dressed and
ready to leave. I rolled over in my sleeping bag and watched him.

"What time is it?" I asked groggily, trying to put the dream away in some
mental drawer for future reference. It was a little frightening and yet,
even the memory of it had me hot.

"Seven thirty," Chip replied as he tied his tennis shoes. "I figured I
needed to get going since you all leave today."

I sat up quickly. With all that had gone on, I'd almost forgotten that we
were leaving to visit my aunt and uncle in Florida that day. Our plane was
leaving at 10. I pulled myself out of the bag and stood naked, stretching.
My dick poked out in its early morning hardon. Chip tried not to look at
it.  He stood up and headed toward the stairs.

"I guess I'll see you when you get back," he said, still not looking at me.
I could tell he was really uncomfortable about what we'd done.

I decided to take a positive approach to it. "Hey, I had fun last night."

Chip stopped on the first step but still didn't look at me. "I don't want
to talk about it right now. I'm a little weirded out about it all, you
know."

Now I felt embarrassed and awkward. Chip was my best friend. I didn't want
him to feel bad about this. I wanted him to want to do it again. "Hey,
there 's nothing wrong with it."

Chip sighed. "I know, I just need to think about it some, OK?"

I nodded. "Sure. I'll call you when we get back."

Chip headed up the stairs. I heard him say goodbye to Mom and Dad as he
left.

I was kind of depressed by his attitude. I wanted him to be OK about it and
then we could do it all the time. Of course, I was still sort of getting
the hang of all this myself but that didn't occur to me at that moment. I
just wanted Chip to do it with me.

Anyhow, I got dressed and three and a half hours later we were airborne for
Fort Lauderdale. I took a book to read on the plane. I spent most of the
flight staring at one page as I reran the events of the night before and of
Sean in the restroom over and over in my head. I was starting to get a
little worried about how much I was thinking of this stuff. And why wasn't
I thinking about sex with girls? When was that going to kick in? Well,
truth be told, I wasn't in any big hurry for it to become an issue at that
point.  But I was a little concerned, nonetheless.

Aunt Jeanne and Uncle Frank met us at the airport. Uncle Frank had taken a
job in Florida about four years before and they had moved down to
Hollywood, which is between Fort Lauderdale and Miami. They had a nice
house with a pool and I loved the warm weather. Maybe this would get my
mind off of sex for a while.

Boy was I dumb!

I spent the first afternoon at their pool, swimming and trying to get back
a little bit of the tan that I'd had back during the summer. I lay in the
sun, drifting off to sleep (I had underslept a bit the night before, with
all the stuff with Chip going on) and dreaming of, you guessed it, being
naked and playing with my dick. Now, this wasn't the hottest idea when
you're wearing a Speedo. I guess my condition was a little obvious. Luckily
my sister was keeping Dad occupied with her antics in the pool and Mom and
her sister were in the kitchen whipping up something for dinner.

A warm hand touched my shoulder. It was my Uncle Frank. My eyes flew open
with a start. He was sitting on the lounge chair next to mine, smiling down
at me.

"Having a good dream?" he asked softly.

I realized that the head of my dick was poking out of the waistband of my
Speedos, oozing precum onto my stomach. I quickly sat up and pulled my legs
up close to my chest. But I knew he'd seen me. And somehow, though I was
embarrassed, it also gave me a thrill. I guess I should describe Uncle
Frank: About 42 years-old, great build, dark hair dusting his defined
chest.  He obviously spent a lot of time in the sun, both in his job as a
construction supervisor and here at the pool. I glanced at his black boxer
style gym shorts and strong hairy legs as I tried to figure out what to
say.

"Um, I guess I drifted off a little."

"Don't worry," he said, rubbing my shoulder gently, "you're on vacation.
Relax and enjoy it."

"Thanks," I mumbled, not sure of what to do about the feelings that were
running through me. His shoulder rubbing sure wasn't helping my dick to
soften up.

"I can't get over how much you've grown up since the last time I saw you.
Listen, your parents and Cathy are going with Jeanne on a tour of South
Beach tomorrow. I wondered if you'd like to go to the beach with me and get
some swimming time in. I think you'd enjoy that more than seeing a lot of
Art Deco hotels."

I've always loved the ocean and he knew it. It sounded great to me. "Sure,
I 'd love to."

"Great, now pull yourself together. You can help me with the steaks." He
squeezed my leg and stood up and walked away. It took me several minutes of
thinking about math problems before I could stand up and go in the house to
change.

My mind kept drifting that night as we ate dinner, watched a video and sat
around yacking. I noticed that Uncle Frank kept looking at me, like he was
a little concerned about me or something. I guess I was a little out of it.
Thoughts of the night before with Chip kept replaying in my head and in my
crotch. I wanted so much to creep off and jack my dick but there just
wasn't an opportunity.

I was sharing the guest room with my dad. As he lay there, snoring his head
off in the other twin bed, I was thinking of Chip, of Alex and Rick, of
Sean, and generally of sex, of being naked, of people watching me stroking
my hard dick. I quietly stroked my dick in my briefs and ended up shooting
a load in them as, with my other hand, I fingered my hole. I lay there in
bed, feeling the cooling cum against my skin. It was an hour later before I
snuck into the bathroom. I pulled my goopy underwear off and looked at
myself in the full length mirror on the door. Even looking at myself,
naked, with the smear of cum on my belly and a returning hardon, got me
going again. But I didn't dare jack off again. I cleaned up, snuck back out
into the bedroom and pulled another pair of underwear out of my suitcase. I
got back in bed and, amid horny thoughts and tried to ignore the incredible
noise of Dad's snoring. I finally fell asleep.





I slept in until almost 10 the next morning. Mom, Dad and Cathy had already
taken off with Aunt Jeanne to see the wonders of South Beach. I showered,
put on a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt and went out to the kitchen.

Uncle Frank was sitting there reading the paper, dressed as I was. He
looked up as I got some orange juice and cereal.

"Sleep OK?"

"Yeah, fine," I lied.

"Well as soon as you're done, we'll head out to Haulover Beach. That's
north of Miami and I think you'll like it."

I wondered why we were going all the way there when there were beaches that
were closer but, hey, I guessed that Uncle Frank knew what he was doing.

We were in the car and almost there before he told me what was so special
about Haulover Beach.

"There's something I should tell you about this beach, Doug. It's clothing
optional. That's not going to bother you is it?"

I gulped. We were going to a nude beach! My dick jumped in my Speedos. I
was both excited and a little scared. I tried to sound unconcerned. "Um,
no, that sounds cool."

"I figured you're at the age now when you would appreciate the sights. And
I like it because I can get an all over tan. You can too but I recommend
going a little heavy on the sunscreen on the parts that haven't seen the
sun before."

Boing! Now I was all the way boned up.

"Um, OK."

"Of course you don't have to go nude if you don't want to. It's just an
option. But I'll tell you, there's nothing like being naked outdoors."

"Yeah, I know," I mumbled, thinking back to my times in the park in the
fall. I immediately realized what I'd said and tried to backtrack. "I mean,
I guess it would be."

My uncle looked at me inquisitively but didn't say anything.

We pulled into the parking lot and walked through a tunnel under the
highway, carrying our towels and stuff. It was a weekday, so the lot wasn't
too crowded. We walked past the shower room where my uncle said we could
wash up later. We walked further past a wooded area and there was the
beach.  The water looked fantastic and I found myself absorbed by the sound
of the waves. My uncle was right: I LOVE the ocean. We walked up the beach
for a while until we got to a point where I started noticing, at first a
little, then more, that folks had shucked their swim wear. It wasn't
crowded, maybe a few dozen people, more men than women.

There were all types: men, women, young, old, built, not so built. We
passed this one very muscular guy who was walking down the beach totally
naked with a full hardon, and a pretty big one at that. I stared at him. As
we got closer I saw that he was completely smooth and I noticed that he had
this metal ring wrapped around the base of his dick and balls. He saw me
looking and smiled. I quickly looked away.

I heard my uncle chuckle as he waved at the guy. "That's Ted. Such a
showoff.

I was stunned. "You know him?"

"Oh, yeah. He comes here a lot. We've played golf together a few times too.
Nice guy. A doctor."

I walked along silently for a minute. "What was that thing around his
dick?"

"Oh the cockring. He likes wearing that. Says it makes his dick stay hard
better."

I thought that one over. I had wrapped my hand around the base of my dick
sometimes and the tightness did seem to make it bigger. "And he's got no,
um, pubes."

"Yeah, Ted and his wife are both into shaving. I think he got into it when
he used to do body building competitions. I don't know if Alice will be
with him today or not. She's like Jeanne, she only comes here
occasionally."

"Whoa! Aunt Jeanne has been here too?" This was freaking me out.

"Just a couple of times. She's a little on the shy side. But she had a good
time looking. She'd slit my throat if she knew I told you that. Actually
she 'd kill me if she knew I brought you here. So let's keep it between us,
OK?"

I nodded. I was definitely not going to bring it up to her and have her
blab to my mom that I'd been to a nude beach.

"Let's set up over here," Uncle Frank pointed to a spot about halfway
toward the water. We walked over and dropped our stuff. We spread out our
towels and sat down, kicking off our flip-flops.

Uncle Frank pulled off his tee shirt. I'd almost forgotten what a great
chest he had. Great definition and big pecs topped with large meaty
nipples.  I took off my shirt too and slipped off my gym shorts. I had on
my black Speedos underneath.

Uncle Frank looked at me and said, "It's not gonna bother you if I lay out
naked is it?"

Actually, I had been looking forward to that since he'd told me about shat
kind of a place this was. But I didn't want to seem too enthusiastic about
it. "No, I don't mind."

"And you know you can too."

I'd been thinking about that too. But I knew that if I got naked, I'd get
hard. And somehow, I felt a little weird doing that in front of my uncle.
Still, I really wanted to.

"Maybe later," I finally said.

"Well, that's up to you." Uncle Frank pulled his shorts off. I stared at
him as he lay back on his towel. His dick flopped against his thigh. It was
long and thick. His balls were big too and hung low in their hairy sack. He
spread his legs slightly, as if he wanted me to have a good view, and put
his hands behind his head.

"God, that feels good," he sighed. Looking over at me he continued, "You
sure you don't want to go natural? There's nothing like it."

I weighed the options in my head. "Well, um I'm not sure."

Uncle Frank rolled onto his side and looked at me. "Afraid you'll get an
erection? Hell, that happens to everybody. Just go with it."

The idea of getting naked with all these people around (especially my uncle
practically breathing on me) both terrified and excited me. But finally I
decided to go for it. I slid my suit off and tossed it on top of my other
clothes. My dick almost immediately reacted by stiffening up. Uncle Frank,
his head propped on one elbow, looked me over.

"You're developing nicely, and pretty early."

"Thanks," I gulped. I found myself looking around, trying to see if anyone
was looking at me. So far as I could tell, no one was paying much
attention.  I felt a little guilty about the fact that part of me was
hoping they would look.

Uncle Frank pulled a bottle of sunscreen out of his gym bag and began to
smear it on himself. I felt my dick twitch as I watched him oiling his
hairy chest and legs. His dick grew longer and thicker as he applied the
lotion to his dick and balls.

"Definitely don't want to get those burned you know." Flipping over on his
stomach, he held the bottle toward me and said, "Doug, would you get my
back?"

I nodded and with a shaky hand took the bottle. Kneeling next to him I
squeezed the white lotion onto his muscular back and started rubbing it in.
When I reached his waist I hesitated.

"Keep going, I would rather not end up with a burnt butt."

I squeezed lotion onto each of his hairy firm cheeks and began spreading it
around. By now my dick was oozing a steady stream of precum. I could feel
it dripping onto my thigh. I finished coating his butt and lay back down. I
pulled my knee up to hide my throbbing dick and the gooey mess all over my
leg.

"You better get oiled up too. I don't want to have to explain how you got
your dick sunburned. And besides, it looks like there's a lot more of it to
get burned right now."

I blushed at his comment on my hard dick. I started rubbing myself with
tanning lotion. When I got down to my dick and balls, the lotion mixed in
with the precum and was really gooey. I did my legs and lay back down. The
sun on my body did feel great. My dick refused to get soft, lying against
my belly, still oozing.

"Let me get your back," Uncle Frank said, picking up the tanning lotion.

Taking a deep breath, I rolled on my stomach. Uncle Frank straddled my legs
and began rubbing lotion into my shoulders. I could feel his big dick rub
against my ass cheek, which sent a shiver through me. He kept working down
my back until he got to my butt. He gently massaged my ass with lotion. I
was breathing heavy now. Slowly I felt his hand slide into my crack,
rubbing slowly up and down. I thought I was going to have a heart
attack. His fingers trailed against my hole, tickling and turning me on
even more. I let out a groan.

Suddenly he slapped me on the ass, stood up and said, "OK, you're
done. Let' s get in the water."

I turned on my side and saw that his dick was looking much bigger. Not all
the way hard but thick and meaty, standing out a good eight inches in a
lazy arc. I sat there staring at it.

"You gonna spend all day looking at my dick or are we gonna go in the
 water?", Uncle Frank asked with a smile.

I stood up, slightly embarrassed and yet also secretly enjoying the feel of
the sea breeze against my naked body. My dick stood up, hard and shiny,
pointing up toward the sunny sky. It swung back and forth as we walked down
into the surf.

Uncle Frank looked at me and laughed. "You're obviously enjoying yourself."

I could feel the blood rushing to my face. "Sorry. It just happens."

He reached over and gave my dick a squeeze. "No need to apologize for that.
I bet you're the envy of your class."

His hand on my dick startled me and I lost track of where I was going.
Suddenly I tripped and pitched forward into the water. My dick dragged
against the sand as I pulled myself up, now feeling like a real dope. My
sand covered dick was still hard as a rock.

Uncle Frank was laughing his head off. "Jesus, Doug, just because someone
touches your cock doesn't mean you have to bury it in something that
minute.  It's sometimes best to wait a while for that."

I made myself smile back, "You startled me, you jerk."

"Alright, then let's get in the water before you decide to beat off for the
crowd."

OK, that was not an idea I needed to have planted in my head. A momentary
vision ran through my mind, of the crowd on the beach, gathered around me
as I stroked my dick and fingered myself. I shook my head to clear that
thought (or store it for later) as we ran through the surf and soon were
almost up to our shoulders in ocean.

The water was chilly but with the warmth of the sun, it felt great. I loved
the feeling of being naked in the ocean. My uncle and I swam around a
little and then stood, looking back toward the beach and the naked people
milling around.

"So has some exercise calmed you down any?" he asked softly as his hand
drifted between my legs, cupping my balls under the water. He massaged them
for a few seconds and then let his fingers move slowly up the bottom of my
hardening shaft and then surrounded my dick,. I flinched but didn't move
letting him rub his thumb over the head of my dick. In no time, I was fully
hard again. "Quick on the trigger, aren't you?" He kept gently stroking my
shaft.

I gulped, "Yeah, sorry."

He moved closer, standing right in front of me. "Nothing to be sorry about.
Take a feel."

I reached over and groped around until I found his hard thick pole under
the murky water. I stroked it slowly, just as he was doing to me. With his
left hand he reached over and squeezed my right nipple. I groaned, and my
dick throbbed in his tightening grip. He smiled as he continued to knead my
hardening nipple.

"So you like your tits worked too. I knew you were a hot little
firecracker.  And I had a feeling you'd like this."

I wasn't sure whether by "this" he meant what he was doing to my nipple,
what he was doing to my dick, what I was doing to his dick or just being
naked in the ocean with a boner, having just flashed a dozen or so people
with my hard dick when we had gotten in the water. It didn't really matter.
The answer to all of the above was the same.

"Y-y-yeah, it's cool."

He started stroking me faster, pinching my nip harder and twisting it a
little between his thumb and forefinger. I was stroking him more too. I
knew that as excited as I was, I wasn't going to last too long. As I
started to feel that familiar tightening in my balls, I moaned, a little at
first, and then more.

"Shoot your load, Doug. Blow your hot cum in that cold water."

And that was precisely what happened as I practically let out a shout. I
could feel the streams of warm jizz wash against my leg in the current. I
gasped to catch my breath as I kept working on Uncle Frank's dick. I could
feel it thickening in my hand and heard his breathing get raspier. As he
got ready to cum, he pressed against me. I felt the jets of his hot juice
shoot against my stomach, felt the pulsing head of his dick grind into my
naked skin. His hand grasped my butt as he held me close, grunting softly
right in my ear.

When he finally subsided, he held onto me a few seconds more. He whispered,
"Aren't you glad you all came here instead of Disney World?"

I laughed. "This was definitely an E ticket."

"Well, we'll have to see what other rides you're tall enough for now." He
kissed me on the forehead, then pulled away and turned toward the shore.
"Race you back to the towels." He dove forward and began swimming toward
the beach. I followed, feeling the waves breaking over me as I tried to
regain my composure. I had just jerked off with my uncle in the ocean. And
it had felt great. It was one more weird event in what had become a really
weird year.

By the time I was slogging out of the surf, Uncle Frank was standing by our
stuff waiting for me. His dick was no longer hard but was still swollen and
hanging down more than seven inches. The sight of that brought mine back to
full attention. It wagged in front of me as I walked up the beach. There
was still a small part of me that was a little embarrassed by that. But it
was getting to be a smaller part by the second. More of me was hoping
people were watching.

And they were.

By the time I got back to Uncle Frank, I'd noticed several people glancing
my way. Uncle Frank shook his head as he handed me a Coke out of his gym
bag.

"God, you're a show off."

I blushed. "Sorry."

"Oh hell, everybody here is a show off. They wouldn't be here if they
weren' t. Or at least if they didn't enjoy everybody else being a show
off. So don' t worry. From the looks you were getting, I'd say you're a
hit. And with that cute little body and nice hard dick, that's not a
surprise."

I lay down on my towel and stared at the sky, sipping my Coke and thinking
about that. Now I guess at any age, it's really ice to be told that you're
hot. But at that age I was just adjusting to the idea of what hot was. And
to be told that I fit in that category, well, that was, like, WOW! (OK,
allow me my little ego trip.)

Anyway, as I lay there daydreaming about what a hottie I was, I became
aware of somebody standing over me. I didn't really focus on him until he
spoke.

"Who's your little friend, Frank?"

I looked around. Standing right behind my head, looking me over was Ted,
the guy with the cockring, glistening with sweat and looking large and
muscular as I stared up at his smooth balls and still-hard dick, standing
out from the silver ring around it. I know my dick must have given a good
jump.

Uncle Frank sat up on his towel. "This is my nephew Doug. Doug, this is Ted
Martin."

Ted crouched down next to me and stuck out his hand. His dick was hovering
about a foot above my face. I reached up to shake hands. "Nice to meet
you."

Uncle Frank explained about my family being there on vacation and that he
had thought I'd enjoy this beach. Ted stayed crouched next to me.

"So what do you think, Doug?" Ted asked, smiling down at me, "You seem to
feel comfortable with getting naked."

"It's pretty cool," I said, trying to sound as sophisticated as I could. "I
like being naked outside."

"I bet this is the first time you've actually gotten to do it."

I hesitated a moment. But not wanting to sound like a naïve little kid,
I threw caution to the wind. "Oh I have back in the woods at home. But this
is nicer."

Ted and Uncle Frank glanced at each other. Uncle Frank spoke up. "So you've
gotten bare assed in the woods. So was this alone or was it a contest?"

Now I was sorry I'd brought it up. "Um, there wasn't any contest. It was
just, um, well, I got naked and then I . . . "

"Jerked off," Ted finished. "And who else was there?"

I must have turned crimson. "Um, well this guy was watching me but I didn't
know that until after."

They were both interested now. Uncle Frank asked. "And did you ever see
this guy again?"

I thought for a second about whether to tell him. I decided what the hell.
"Yeah, we did it together another time."

Ted continued the questions. "And is he the only person who's seen you beat
your meat?"

Now I was getting a little nervous. "Um, I gotta pee. Is there a bathroom
here?"

Uncle Frank pointed toward a clump of trees on the other side of the
walkway from the beach. "You can go in there or walk back to the shower
room."

I decided to take my chances in the woods. The two of them watched me as I
stood up, my hard dick still leading the way, and headed for the bushes.

Uncle Frank called to me. "Hey, I know how you like showing off but if you'
re heading off the beach, you'll need these." He waved my shorts at me. I
came back to him and slipped them on. My hard dick poked out the front.

Ted laughed, "That should be provocative enough, even for you."

I was embarrassed. I felt like they were laughing at me like I'd been
acting slutty. I headed over the boardwalk and into the clump of trees
beyond.

I walked into the woods, trying not to step on the twigs and rocks in my
bare feet. I heard breathing and moaning. I walked a little further and
stopped.

There was this young couple, maybe early twenties, a guy and a girl, naked.
He was around 5'9", Latin-looking, and very built. His cock stood out a
good eight inches from his trimmed black bush and low-hanging balls. She
was also Latino, dark-haired, slim and attractive, with full, firm
tits. She was on her knees in front of him, licking his big dick as he
leaned back against a tree.

He saw me standing there. He smiled down at the girl and said in a slight
Spanish accent, "I think we have company, Lena."

Still holding on to his dick, she turned and looked. She smiled at me and
motioned me to come over. I hesitated a moment and then walked toward them,
my hard dick tenting my gym shorts. She obviously noticed that I was paying
more attention to the fat shiny pole in her hand than to her ample boobs.
Her accent was heavier than his when she spoke to me.

"You want to help? Rufino has plenty of pinga for both of us. And his
cajones need some attention too."

I shook my head but kept staring at the thick uncut dick in her hand. The
head, partially covered by his foreskin was wet and shiny from her
attentions.

Rufino spoke up, probably a little impatient to get back to business. "Come
on kid, you can lick my big balls while Lena works on my cock."

It was tempting. I stepped closer. Lena was looking me over. "You're a cute
one, perrito. Let me see what you got."

She reached out and grabbed my shorts, pulling them down to my knees. My
dick, pulled down by the waist band, sprang back up and hit my belly with a
wet thwack. It wagged up and down in front of me. Rufino reached over and
squeezed it.

"She called you a puppy, kid. But that's one good size thing you got there.
Lena, show him what you can do for that."

Lena leaned toward me and took my dick in her mouth. I shuddered as she
began working up and down on it. "Ooohh!" I moaned. She put her hands on my
hips and started pumping my dick slowly in and out of her mouth. My shorts
fell to the ground and I stepped out of them.

Rufino laughed. "I thought you'd like that. Now while she's working on you,
why don't you help me out with mine."

I leaned over and, taking his thick meat in my hand, began to lick the
head.  I moved my hand down to cup his smooth, low hanging balls, as they
swayed in their brown crinkled sack. They felt warm and moist in my hand as
I took his dick into my mouth. I heard him groan, "Shit, yeah."

Lena's mouth was doing wonderful things to my dick. She was caressing the
insides of my thighs as she worked her tongue along the underside of my
dick. The suction of her cheeks pulled my dick further into her mouth. As I
felt what she was doing, I tried to duplicate it on Rufino's dick.
Apparently I was doing a pretty good job.

"Oh shit, kid!" Rufino growled, "Suck it. Make me shoot my juice down your
fucking throat."

I felt Lena rub her finger against my hole. I let out a deep moan as she
rubbed in a circular motion around my hole and then slowly began to push
inside.

Rufino chuckled as I groaned around his cock. "She's good, isn't she? Knows
how to push all your buttons."

I decided to keep imitating what she was doing and rubbed my finger against
Rufino's hairy hole. The grunt of pleasure I heard from above me told me I
was doing the right thing. I continued the circular massage.

I heard a rustling noise behind us. I realized that there were other people
there, watching me sucking Rufino's dick and Lena sucking me. My heart was
pounding. The thought that we had an audience made it even hotter for me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see at least two or three guys
standing there, stroking. That sent me over the top.

I almost yelled "NNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHH." I started shooting my load down
Lena's throat. I could feel her gulping, trying to keep up with the volleys
of jizz. As I came, I suddenly pushed my finger into Rufino's twitching
hole. Rufino clamped his hand on the back of my head and shoved his dick
deep in my mouth. I almost gagged as he began shooting his thick cream into
my mouth. I struggled and coughed as he came, filling my mouth with his hot
load. I tried to swallow it all but some of it drooled out the corner of my
mouth as he finally subsided.

Lena released my dick and I fell backward, landing on my still tingling ass
in the leaves and dirt. All three of us were panting, exhausted. I looked
over at the guys who were watching us and realized it was Ted and Uncle
Frank, along with two other guys I had seen out on the beach. I watched as
they all blew their loads, hearing the soft splash of cum against the
leaves.

Now that it was over I felt embarrassed. I jumped to my feet and brushed
the leaves off my butt. I leaned down and picked up my discarded
shorts. Lena leaned over and kissed me on the cheek as I did.

"Gracias, perrito," she whispered in my ear.

Rufino wiped the sweat from his face and reached out to shake my
hand. "You' re one hot little cocksucker, kid."

I pulled up my shorts and mumbled "Thanks" as I shook his hand. I turned
toward Ted and Uncle Frank and walked toward them. Uncle Frank put his hand
on my shoulder.

"What a little horndog you are."

I must have been crimson, I was blushing so hard. My face felt like it was
on fire. Still, part of me was really excited.

Uncle Frank continued, "We need to head out soon. Let's pack up and head to
the shower room. I think you probably could stand to clean up a bit."

I nodded, still thinking of Rufino's fat dick, of Lena's hot mouth, and of
the group watching me naked and getting it on. My dick was on the rise
again.

Ted and Uncle Frank smiled at each other, watching the bulge in the front
of my shorts grow.

TO BE CONTINUED. . .



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