Date: Mon, 21 Jun 2004 17:21:26 -0700 From: Joseph Farrin Subject: FINDING MAN COCK 3 Saturday, Grandma worked my balls off, starting at 7AM. I backed her car out so we could go to the supermarket (she couldn't back up very well). I couldn't imagine the things she bought, especially four filet mignons, large cooked shrimp and cocktail sauce and half a purple cabbage. When she told the butcher she wanted four of the filet mignons, I wanted to mouth off and ask if the Queen of England was coming, too; but, that would tip her I knew about Michael and besides we'd been getting along together a lot better since I'd cleaned up my mouth. Then it was suggesting things: "Josh, why don't you mow the lawn?" "Because I always mow it on Monday." "Well, I'd like it nice for the weekend in case someone of my friends come over. And then you'd better water it, hose off the porch and the walks, too." "I said, "How about the driveway, which I knew was a smart ass reply, but didn't think she'd get it." "Check it anyway. That's a good idea." (Hey, I guess I could sneak in a few smart mouth replies if I was subtle enough; unfortunately, I got a perverse pleasure out of doing it to her.) After I'd put the pad and tablecloth on and she showed me where the best china and silver flat wear was. I sat the table, complete with wine glasses and cordial glasses. She had bought flowers from the market for a centerpiece. She was really going all out, Queen of England, or not. When Michael hollered my name through the screen door, he cupped his hand and grabbed my whole package, nuts and all though my pants. I was expecting it this time and would have been disappointed if he hadn't. It was just his special way of saying hello to me. He had a box of chocolates for Grandma. She came out of her room, dressed to the nines, thanked and kissed him for the candy and went directly to the kitchen, mixed Martinis and had me carry them to the TV room, along with the shrimp, stuck on toothpicks all over the cabbage, sliced exactly In half, with the center hollowed out to hold a little dish of cocktail sauce. No Martini for me but Michael and I both pigged out on the shrimp. When grandma went to the kitchen for more Martinis, Michael even fed me one, and after I eaten it he stuck his finger in my mouth and licked his lips. Whispering, he said, "I'll be sticking more than that in your mouth tonight, and it will be bigger than my finger, believe me." Grandma must have kicked ass while I was working outside. She put on quite a spread; besides the filet mignons she had potatoes that she somehow fixed in the microwave and which I loved, plus asparagus and French bread. She had me pour the wine and told me I could have a small serving of it. Michael and I split the fourth filet mignon. The chocolate cake was one of her greatest achievement, as far as I was concerned. They had after dinner coffee and brandy, of which I didn't get a small serving. We both offered to help her with the dishes, but she told us to scoot, men in the kitchen were a hazard as far as she was concerned. We went to the garage for our usual cigarette and I noticed he had pulled his car into and parallel to the fence, which was about 10 ft. in from the edge of the alley. When I opened the door to my room, there was Joey, stark naked, erected and drinking beer as he flipped from one porno pic to the next on the computer. "It's about time." Before I could say anything, Michael locked the door and said I was Grandma's surprise for the night. Joey is my surprise. Did you get permission to spend the night, Joey?" "Sure did, my mom said she was glad I'd met a nice boy like Josh for a friend." Damn, just the thought of spending the night in bed with these two horse hung stallions had me hard in seconds. "Just so you'll know Josh, this is pay back time for setting me up in the shop with Joey the other day. Tonight it's your turn to get your ass fucked while you suck cock at the same time!" One male fuck video later and also a few beers later, my turn and time came. On the bed, with my legs up in the air, Michael entered me. God, it wasn't too hard, in this position to imagine I was a girl. Joey moved around so he had a leg on each side of me, bent over and fed me his huge cock. Grandma knocked at the door and said "You boys OK?" With a mouth full of Joey's cock, I couldn't answer but Michael called out, "We're fine, thanks again for a lovely meal." "You're very welcome. I enjoyed having you." He hadn't missed a stroke. He just fucked my ass and talked to my Grandma at the same time. For that matter, neither did Joey. They'd soon caught on and had started a rhythm - when Michael made a down stroke Joey shoved his cock in. Michael had gotten so he could fuck my boy pussy for quite a while before shooting. Not that I wanted it to end. I couldn't imagine anything nicer than taking care of two cocks at one time. Joey had had a good idea that day when we visited Michael at work. When it did end, all three of us were pooped. Joey piped up with one of his witty comments, "Boy, sex is actually hard work, isn't it?" Neither of us answered with words. I guess we both agreed with the statement. After some more beers, quite a few more beers, some messing around, a trip to the garage, naked, to smoke cigarettes, and another male porno video, the bastards did it to me again. I knew they would because they'd both had smirks on their faces for like the last half-hour. I knew it had been discussed beforehand, as there was no hesitation. So for the second time within a few hours I was going to get fucked and fed cock again. And for the first time, Joey began shoving his nine in boy monster into my boy pussy (I guess he figured if I could take Michael's I could take his) and I was fed my favorite cock - Michael's. Whereas Michael was always gentle, Joey fucked like Danny sucked. He fucked hard and deep, he fucked like there was no tomorrow. But he was good, really good, when he shot his load 9-inches deep into my body I knew, for damn sure, that I'd been fucked and I also knew that was the first of many times for Joey. He liked it just a little too much for it not to happen again. Michael turned off my computer and turned out the light on the nightstand and I went to sleep between the two of them. I was semi conscious several times during the night that there was some cock feeling going on between all three of us. Then, at 4 AM, per the digital clock, Michael went to the bathroom. When he slipped back into bed, he whispered to me "Josh, are you asleep?" "Not really, I heard you going to the bathroom." "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." "You didn't. It's still so fucking hot, that even with no sheet over us, it's a little to hot for getting a sound sleep." "Josh, I'm hard like you wouldn't believe. Will you jack it off for me?" I rolled over on my side, facing him, so my right arm was on top; I reached over and slowly masturbated his 8-inches of man cock until I knew that he was about to shoot. I rose up and put my mouth over it. I wanted his seed. That was what our relationship had become. In fact that was the reason it had started. We had both wanted and needed a male lover to have sex with, to take care of each other. It seemed wrong to waste his cum. The sex act with him had come to mean a lot to me. Sunday, right after Mass, the telephone was ringing when we walked in the door. Grandma said, "Josh. I've got the greatest news. Your mom and dad will be home a week from Wednesday, their stay has been concluded early. Isn't that exciting" I had to fake enthusiasm. All I could think of was that my summer fun had ended. After saying, "Yea", I dialed Michael's cell phone number and asked him if I could come over, I needed to talk to him. He said sure; I could either wait an hour while he showered and shaved or I could come right away if I didn't mind him a little raunchy. "I'll come right now. I think I'd like you raunchy for a change." I told him about my mom and dad coming home early and how worried I was. I was glad to see them, but it made me wonder how often I could get together with him and Joey. He told me not to worry; Joey and I could always come to the shop or over to his apartment. He gave me a big hug and a kiss. "Maybe now isn't the time to ask. But I've been horned up all morning thinking of last night. Would you consider doing it?" "Sure. How could I say no? You're so good about taking care of me that way." "Good, now I have something to show you that I got off the Internet. This is called a ball stimulator, you fit this black bag around your testicles and this battery sends a real weak electrical pulse to them. Then, this thing is a strap on dildo, with a 9" rubber cock, and these are two cock rings. I've never used any of the items, but I want us to try them together. "This ball stimulator is supposed to make you cum really big time!" I'd like to suck you off while you're wearing it and have taken a couple a couple of hits on the poppers bottle." We stripped and got into his single bed, which usually had a fitted cover on it but hadn't been made yet today. He put a couple of pillows under my head and put my balls in the ball bag. I loved it when Michael sucked me but he paused several times. I didn't know how much longer my balls could stand it. When I did cum, though, it was indescribable and the bag did what it was supposed to do. God but I shot a tremendous load. We took a rest and Michael had me lube him for a change and the dildo, too, after he helped me put it on. God, it was so strange to look down at myself with that big cock hanging straight out in front of me. It made me wonder if Joey ever felt that way when he saw his sticking out from his body. Before I started inserting the dildo, Michael put his balls in the ball bag. "Take it slow with that thing. Joey is a little too rough when he's fucking. The reason I ordered it is I wanted to feel your body on top of me while you fucked me." Michael didn't get on his back as he'd always positioned me but rolled over onto his stomach, reached around and spread his ass cheeks after he'd put the ball bag on. I had never heard Michael yell during sex. We always had to be kind of quiet about things in my room, but when he climaxed this time, I thought he was going to go wild. "Oh Josh, thanks. Let me help you unstrap it so we can just lie down together and cuddle." We stayed, side by side with his arms around me for a long time. We had been lying where Michael had spewed his cum all his sheets and had to go to the bathroom to clean ourselves up when we were finished with our after play, as Michael always called it. "I'll be glad when you're older and have a bigger cock and you can fuck me without the rubber dick." "I don't think I'll ever get as big as you or Joey." "Maybe not, but you'll get bigger. You're already good sized for your age. Joey, of course, is the exception. He's almost a freak of nature, in fact." Well I saw Michael again in the week and a half of freedom that still remained. I saw Joey again, too and the three of us got together at the repair shop once. There, we introduced Joey to the ball stimulator and cock rings. Grandma, bless her, cooked supper the Saturday after mom and dad got home, and invited Michael. My parents took an immediate liking to him. Grandma praised him and said she thought he was a good influence on me. In fact, I wasn't so high strung as I was before. (She was right on with that comment.) After dinner, my Dad asked Michael to look at his computer, as there were some tasks he couldn't figure out how to perform. After that, Michael was in like flynn. Michael even asked my dad if he could take me on a weekend fishing trip next month. They thought that would be really nice, as he wasn't going to be able to manage a family vacation this summer. We played around in my room for a while on the Internet, but didn't have sex. As yet, I wasn't too sure about the new situation. Before he left, he asked me, "Do you want to invite Joey to go fishing with us?" "No I'd rather have the weekend with just you." "Me too, but I thought I better ask you, anyway." He leaned over and kissed me. I felt a lot better about things. It looked as if things were going to be OK after all. Michael had charmed my mom and dad just as he had my grandma. You know, I actually believe Michael could charm the pants off any girl he wanted to. Boy was I glad he didn't like girls! THE END - Hope you enjoyed this little story about me and finding my first man-cock.