Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2005 13:16:31 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Garage Mechanic part 5

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so the sex will be unprotected.
When I'd finished pissing Earl knelt by my head and tried to kiss me. I kept
my mouth firmly closed. My arms and legs ached and I felt a tear trickle down
my face.
"Come on baby," Earl crooned softly, "it's only for a little longer. Then we
'll untie you and give you a nice long bath. I know you like what's
happening to your cock and I know you love having things up your bum."
As he spoke Tony was massaging my thigh muscles, and the ache eased off. Earl
was right, I loved what was happening to my body sex-wise, and I wanted more
of his juicy big black prick. I relented when Earl tried to kiss me again and
our tongues were soon duelling. Earl broke away.
"Want to suck my cock baby?" asked Earl. "And Tony will make your boyhole
feel good at the same time, and then a nice warm bath, a nap, and something to
eat."
"Promise?" I asked, my voice breaking.
"I promise." Earl replied.
"And him?" I nodded towards Tony who'd gone over to the cupboard.
"We both promise." Tony called out.
"OK, then," I said, "but I'm thirsty again, I need another drink."
I saw Earl look over at Tony, then he picked up the flask and held my head as
I drank several mouthfuls.
"That's better." I told him. "I'm ready now."
Tony came back and put some objects on the bed, I couldn't make out what they
were. Then they each loosened the rope off holding my hands and Earl stuffed
some pillows under my shoulders so that my head dropped back. My head was
about a foot or more from the wall. Earl manoeuvred into place so that he was
facing my feet, and he rested his knob on my lips. His prick was hard, but not
fully stiff. All I could see were his shiny brown, muscled, hairless ass cheeks.
I opened my mouth and took his knob in, running my tongue under and around his
ample foreskin.
"Oh yes baby," he moaned, "that's it, make love to my cock."
While this was going on I could feel Tony licking at my hole, it felt good.
Earl pushed forwards until his knob was at the entrance to my throat. My tongue
was now running up and down his spongy shaft. I swallowed a load of his manly
precum.
"You going to swallow my cock for me now Mark baby?" he whispered. "It's
not fully stiff yet, so that should make it easier for you. Clench your hands if
you do."
I thought I was in love, and I knew I wanted him to fuck my bum. I loved him
and his big prick so I thought "What have I got to lose?" and clenched my
fists.
"Good boy." Earl said in an encouraging tone. "As I push start to swallow,
and breathe through your nose."
So as Earl fed me more of his prick I started swallowing. I gagged, and Earl
withdrew a little as I caught my breath. As soon as I was breathing properly I
clenched my fists and Earl pushed forwards again. I gagged again. This
happened four times, but at the fifth attempt success, his knob entered my throat.
Earl stopped feeding his prick to me and I gulped and swallowed, trying to get
my breathing back to normal. All the time Tony was working on my boyhole, I
could tell he'd got several fingers inside me and was opening me up, his fingers
felt slippery too so I presume he was lubricating my hole. What for? I didn't
care. Sensing I was ready Earl pushed forwards again and I started
swallowing. This time I managed to regulate my breathing but I was still glad when his
balls hit my nose and I knew he'd buried all of his prick in my mouth and
throat. It was uncomfortable, but the thrill of it being Earl's prick inside me was
such a turn on. I so wanted to please him.
"OK Tony I'm home." Earl said as he stayed motionless, his cock buried down
my throat.
I was swallowing continually and I could feel his shaft throbbing as it
stiffened. My own prick was stiff, but the foreskin hadn't peeled back yet.
I felt Tony press something up against my pucker, so I tried to relax. He
pushed, I felt a stab of pain as it broke past my sphincter, then I felt my hole
close back up until it hit another obstacle.
"What's he pushed up me ?" I thought, "a lollipop?"
"One in." Tony called out.
Earl began to gently rock back and forth, fucking my mouth and throat, which
was getting used to the invasion. I felt increased pressure on my sphincter
and another object forced it's way past my sphincter, which closed slightly
after it again.
"Two." Tony counted.
The pressure increased and another object entered my hole, I jolted as a
spasm of pleasure shot through me when the first object hit my prostate. My
sphincter closed around the third as I realised they were balls of some description,
and that they were joined.
"Three." Tony again.
In all Tony fed me six balls. I felt good, I enjoyed the dull ache and my
insides felt nicely full.
"All six now." Tony called out. "Let's finish the job."
Earl speeded up his fucking action but not to much. Tony withdrew one ball
then pushed it back, then two balls and pushed them back. And so on until he was
withdrawing five balls at a time as he built up a steady fucking stroke. The
play of the balls over my prostate and the feelings as my sphincter was
continually breached were sending me wild. I couldn't thresh my body and when I
started to toss my head from side to side Earl grasped it and held it steady.
Somehow being forcibly restrained heightened my pleasure and my foreskin peeled
back and I felt a blob of precum land on my quivering body. I was sweating
profusely as I was fucked from both ends, my heart was hammering and I was having
trouble getting enough air through my nose. But it didn't matter, once again I
was on a sexual high. Then Tony began to pull all six balls out of my eager
hole before ramming them back in. After the third time that was it, squirming
what little bit I could I let out a muffled cry and my prick exploded for the
fourth time that day, covering my body with hot boy cum from chin to belly. The
balls were buried in me when I started to blast off and Tony pulled each one
out slowly causing my prick to produce another jet of cum every time one was
pulled out. I couldn't believe how great it made me feel, and how much cum I was
still producing. I felt so empty when the last ball plopped out of my
spasming hole. I was still sucking and swallowing Earl's big prick, and I think that,
and the sight of me being fucked by the balls and cumming, must have really
turned him on.
"Oh Hell Yes!" he groaned as he eased his throbbing prick from my throat and
mouth and came, unhanded, all over my chest and face.
I opened my mouth and caught what I could of his strong tasting cum, running
my tongue around my lips to get any residue, and when Earl pushed his knob
against my lips I eagerly took it in my mouth to lick it clean and suck him dry.
I could feel Tony licking my body clean, and when I'd sucked him dry Earl
climbed down and licked my face clean, then he kissed me and fed me some more of
his cum, which I swallowed greedily. I loved the taste of it. Then they untied
me and massaged my aching limbs as they placed them gently on the bed. I was
exhausted, but my prick wasn't, it had remained stiff. My boyhole felt so empty
and I realised something was missing.
"Right baby," Earl said, "a bath, a nap and some food."
I mumbled.
"What did you say?" asked Earl.
"You haven't fucked me yet." I said a little louder, blushing at my own
lewdness. "If you can cum again so soon." I finished, dropping my eyes.
"You sure you want it now?" Earl asked lifting my chin.
"Yes Earl, while my hole's nice and relaxed, and I still feel sexy, and I don
't like my hole feeling so empty. But I could do with another drink first,
this is thirsty work!" I giggled.
"I think we'd both better have a drink." Earl said, grinning down at me. "
And you're not the only one who can cum several times my boy."
He picked up the flask and poured me a cup, handing it to me as I sat up, I
drank it all down. He drank from the flask emptying it. I heard noises from up
above again.
"What's that noise Earl."
"I'll explain all that later. OK?"
"OK." I replied. As I lay back I wondered if it was Earl I was in love with
or his prick. I know I hadn't cared that it was Tony doing things to my bum, I
just loved stuff up it.

End of part five, any comments welcome at _INSILVA92@aol.com_
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Paul.This work is copyrighted to the author Copyright February 2005.