Date: Fri, 7 Sep 2018 06:40:59 +0200
From: Owen Davis <odavis120@mail.com>
Subject: He Brought His Own Balls - Chapter 24 (Gay - Adult Youth)

He Brought His Own Balls
Chapter 24

A few hours later I was sitting on my couch at home watching some TV. It
was a show on the Disney Channel that I didn't even know the name of, but
there was a cute blond boy starring in the show, and my hand was down my
sweatpants mindlessly playing with myself. My phone buzzed with a text.

Mark: Miss u

Me: Duh, me 2 bud

Mark: Ur coming over tonite

Me: No argument from me...but what's the plan?

Mark: Well like I told you I'm the only one on the first floor. After
everyone's asleep I'll text u and let you in the house. We can fool around
in my room as long as we're quiet

Me: I'm in! I'll park a few houses away and walk. This is sooo risky
though...

Mark: [kissy-face emoji]

*****

At 11:15 I hadn't heard anything from Mark yet, and I was
getting...eager. I texted him.

Me: Status?

5 torturous minutes went by.

Mark: Everyone gettin ready 4 bed. Me and drew are playing a video
game. Shouldn't be too much longer...

Me: Did you tell him?

Mark: Maybe ;) Mark: But tonite its just u and me k?

Me: Absolutely. I'm gonna drive over so I'm nearby since it's about 20
minutes away from my place. Let me know when I should come to the door.

Mark: K!

*****

I was waiting 5 houses down from Drew's house playing on my phone when Mark
finally texted a few minutes after midnight.

Mark: Ok, everyone is asleep except drew and me. He went to his room and
knows our plan. You can come in now. I'll be at the door and its unlocked

Me: I'll be there in one minute

I got out of my car and jogged down the street. When I opened the door, it
felt like it was making so much noise. My heart was beating so fast. I
stepped into the house and shut and locked the door.

"Hey," came a whisper from Mark.

My eyes began to adjust to the dim light, and I could see Mark standing
there. He was shirtless and only wearing boxer briefs. As my eyes adjusted
even more, I saw that his briefs were pulled down slightly so that I could
see his V-line and some of his pubes were sticking out the top. The
specimen of boy standing before me--smooth, young chest reflecting the
little light we had, bulge in his tight briefs, legs spread apart, sexy
look on his face--I needed to ravish him.

We stood there for a moment staring at each other until a hall light
upstairs flicked on. We both jumped, and Mark tip-toe ran into the room to
my right. I followed him as quickly and quietly as I could manage. Before
we were able to shut the door, we could hear footsteps coming down the
steps.

"It's probably Drew's stepdad," Mark whispered to me. "I'm gonna go check
it out so I know when he's gone back up to his room. Be right back."

I didn't want him to go. "Wearing that?" was all I could manage to spit
out.

"Yeah, why not?"

And before I could protest any further, Mark had slipped out the door. I
closed it, and took a look around the room.

As Mark had told me before, it was the home office. A floor lamp was
currently turned on a low setting, but still plenty bright enough to
illuminate the room. There was a pull-out sofa that was currently made up
as a bed, small tables on either side, a desk with a computer and printer,
a tall file cabinet, and a closet.

I sat on the bed to wait. My heart felt like it was beating out of my
chest. I checked the time on my phone. Then I got back up and started
pacing around the room. There was a screen saver on the computer that was
cycling through various family photos. Cutie-pie Drew, his older sister,
his mom, his stepdad. His stepdad looked so young. Probably older than I
was, but definitely younger than Drew's mom. The whole family was very
good-looking. I wasn't surprised that Drew's mom landed a younger second
husband. I sat down on the desk chair to watch the photo slide show up
close. I must have bumped into something, because suddenly the screen saver
stopped and the computer desktop was revealed. I clicked on the internet
browser.

It opened to a blank Google search page. Moving the cursor up to the menus
across the top, I clicked on "History." My eyes immediately were drawn to a
few entries halfway down the page, where there were several lines related
to a gay twink porn site. I scrolled down further and found some more. Just
then I heard the door knob turning, and once again I found myself flinching
and my heart rate jumping. Before I knew it, Mark had slipped into the
room, closed the door behind him, and turned the lock.

He walked over to me and plopped himself on my lap. "Whatcha doin'?"

I felt myself hardening instantly as I felt his scantily-covered butt
cheeks make contact with my cock. Mark wiggled his hips around some more.

"Did you visit these sites on Drew's family computer?" I asked Mark. "You
left a trail in the history, dude. Are you really that careless?"

Mark looked at the lines I was pointing to on the screen. "Nope, wasn't
me. I haven't even gone on the computer at all since I got here last
night. I have my iPad. This is Drew's stepdad's office, and I think he's
the only one to use the computer."

"So then Drew's stepdad visited these gay twink sites?"

"It actually wouldn't surprise me. I was actually just going to tell you
about him."

"What do you mean?"

"Ever since I got here yesterday, I've felt like he was looking at me all
the time. And he keeps putting his hands on my shoulders and back. And when
we were in the living room last night watching TV, he sat next to me and
squeezed my leg at one point up pretty high. Higher than normal. Like his
thumb was practically bumping into my dick."

"Does this have anything to do with why you were so willing to wear
practically no clothes just now when you walked out there." I nodded toward
the door.

Mark just smiled up at me and then stretched upward to kiss me on the
lips. I returned the kiss, and we started to stick each other's tongues as
deep as we could in each other's mouths. His face was so soft.

"Hey." I interrupted our make-out session. "No changing the subject. So
what just happened out there?"

"Well, it was Drew's stepdad. Drew calls him `Kyle' by the way. Anyway, he
went into the kitchen to get some water, and I walked in. I think I scared
him. But then he had a really big smile when he saw it was me. I totally
saw him looking up and down my body. He asked me what I was doing, and I
said that I was just going to the bathroom in the hallway when I heard him
in the kitchen. We talked for a little bit about nothing. He kept looking
at my body. I was hard, and he may have noticed. He was wearing sweatpants
and a T-shirt. I couldn't tell if he was boned up or not. But I bet he
was. When he finished his drink I asked him if he was going back to bed
now. He said he was and asked if I was OK downstairs all by myself. I said
that I was 14 and not a kid. Right when I said that, I totally saw him grab
himself. We both walked out of the kitchen. He said he could come and check
on me later. I said there was no need, but he said he might still do it if
he wakes up again. He said he'll just peek in. He said he wanted to make
sure I felt safe and comfortable in their house. Luckily there's a lock on
the door to this room. But we do probably have to be quiet."

"Damn, kid. That's all crazy. I can't believe this guy is married to Drew's
mom and is really lusting after guys."

"It happens, I guess. And of course, I'm irresistible."

"Yeah, and you're also a huge fucking tease. You were totally torturing
that guy."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Big grin and more wiggling on my
lap. I had actually gotten even harder listening to Mark talk about Kyle. I
would have thought maybe it was just in Mark's head, except for what I had
just found on the computer.

I reached around Mark and closed the internet browser.

Mark got up off my lap and flopped down on the bed on his back. He pulled
his legs up and slapped his butt. "When are you gonna fuck me already?"

I got up and flopped myself onto the bed. It made a really loud squeaking
noise. What we were doing in this house with a bunch of people upstairs was
making me so nervous, but it definitely made it exciting too. I was clearly
thinking with my dick, though. I needed to feel Mark's teen ass grab my
cock. It was going to be so good. I was wearing a T-shirt and athletic
shorts and at that point took off my shirt before crawling on my hands and
knees until I was straddling Mark's body.

Leaning down, I kissed his lips and we started making out again. Carefully
I lowered my body until our groins were grinding together. Obviously I
weighed more than Mark, but he was strong enough to let me lean on him, and
I did. I felt so powerful on him. I started kissing his neck and continued
down his chest. I tried to get my tongue to squeeze under the waistband of
his boxer briefs, but the elastic was too tight. Then I attempted with my
teeth, but I was hurting Mark. Instead, I ended up grabbing his cock with
my mouth through the fabric. I was biting down on it lightly, imitating how
one would munch on an ear of corn.

I then crawled back up a bit and whispered into Mark's ear, "You've been a
bad boy. Teasing your cousin's stepdad like you did. You need to be
punished." I licked his ear and then blew air into it. Mark was squirming
around, really aroused. "I'm gonna fuck your 8th grade ass like it's never
been fucked before. I'm gonna force my huge cock into your tight boy pussy
whether you want it or not."

Swiftly, I pulled down his briefs and removed them from his body
completely. He was nude, hard, and the hottest thing I had ever seen in my
life. Positioning myself between Mark's legs, I grabbed his cock with my
left hand and started jerking him off. With my other hand, I grabbed his
left ankle and pulled his leg up. His other leg followed by itself. Oh my
god, his legs were to die for. So creamy and smooth, with some hair and
some muscle in all the right places. The perfect specimen of teen boy
flesh. I looked down and I could see his hole now. It was puckered
completely shut.

Continuing to jerk his cock, I started rimming the boy, first licking
around the perimeter of his hole, and then sticking my tongue as hard as I
could up against the center skin. He tasted so good, and I couldn't get
enough.

Then, skipping any more prep work, I decided I need to fuck him now. I
quickly pulled off my shorts and underwear. Taking just a moment to line up
my leaking cock, in one swift motion, I pushed my manhood into his
hole. About 4 of my 7 inches went in on the first push.

Mark yelped out. "Yeooow!"

"Shhh! Shut the fuck up, you wanna wake people up?"

"Sorry," he whispered.

I took just a moment to let him get used to my cock, and then I pushed in
the rest. He reacted again but with a muffled groan this time. He was
trying hard not to make noise. After another pause, I started going at
it. Pumping my cock in and out of the newly-turned 14-year-old. My whole
body was in utter ecstasy. I looked down at his face. His eyes were closed
and his head was swaying side to side each time I pumped into him. He
looked like was concentrating really hard. I could see some of the muscles
in his chest contracting in rhythm. My hands were going back and forth from
grabbing the backs of his thighs to jerking him off to massaging his chest
and skinny hips.

Mark's noises were starting to get louder.

"Dude, your moaning needs to be quieter."

"I know...uh...ohhh...but I can't help it, Owen. I can just say...oooh...I
was watching a movie...uhhhh...on my iPad if someone hears noise."

"Oh, Mark, your middle school ass is so tight on my big cock. I'm gonna
pump my seed into you."

"Uhhhh...fuck...please...I want to feel you cum inside me. Please,
Mr. Davis. FUCK ME."

I felt my balls tighten up and my whole body stiffened, as everything
seemed to freeze for a moment, before I felt a powerful surge come through
my cock and start unloading in the brown-haired boy. Pump after pump was
deposited deep inside him, and each thrust of my hips elicited a
high-pitched groan from Mark.

Completely spent, I pulled out and rolled off of him onto my back. We were
both breathing hard and sweating. I loved the look of Mark's hair when it
got sweaty, and I ran my hand through it.

Mark whispered to me, "I'm holding your load inside me still."

I crawled down, past his rock-hard teen cock that had yet to get its
release, and arrived back at his ass. Placing my tongue below his hole, I
got ready to receive my cum. The sight was awesome. Mark relaxed his hole,
and my thick, white cum came flowing out. I filled my mouth with it, and
then crawled back up to Mark's face, where we shared my load as we kissed,
transferring it back and forth and swallowing a little bit at a time until
it was gone.

I had just put my hand back on Mark's cock to help him get off, when there
was a gentle knocking at the office door. Fuck!

Mark pointed to the closet, and I hopped off the bed and got into the
closet. Fortunately, the closet door did not make a distinct sound when I
did so. The bed had creaked pretty loudly, but that didn't matter. It was
one of those closets that had the slats, and I could see Mark pretty
clearly on the bed, as he found his briefs and slipped them on. He sat
still on the bed for a moment and then the knocking repeated itself.

Mark got up and went over to the door. "Who's there?"

"It's Kyle."

"What's up?"

"I heard noises coming from your room."

"I'm sorry that was a movie I was watching. I was having trouble
sleeping. I'm so sorry."

"That's OK. Can you please open the door, Mark?"

"Um, all right."

Mark turned the lock, and then turned the knob. He slowly opened the
door. I watched as Kyle's gaze clearly went toward Mark's chest and then
crotch area. Mark was still hard, and it was obvious. I would have felt bad
for him, but he didn't seem to mind the attention. Kyle took a step forward
toward Mark, and Mark backed up to let him in the room. Kyle then closed
the door.

Kyle was very good-looking. Tall, light brown hair, a few days of scruff on
his face, and what looked to be a fit body under his T-shirt and
sweatpants. If I had to hook up with him, it certainly wouldn't have been
the worst thing in the world, even if a guy his age wasn't really my cup of
tea. He looked to be older than me, but just by a few years. He couldn't
have been 30 years old yet. Yup, Drew's mom had done well for
herself. Well, except the part where her husband might be gay and/or have a
thing for teen boys.

"What were you watching?"

"Oh just some stupid thing on my iPad. But I'm feeling sleepy now." He
faked a yawn. "So I'll be fine. Sorry again, Mr., uh, I mean, Kyle."

"No worries, kid." He put a hand on Mark's shoulder.

"I'm gonna go to bed now. Thanks for checking on me."

Mark started to walk toward the bed, but Kyle just stood there. "I'll stay
until you fall asleep."

"It's really not necessary."

"Shh. Like I said before, I want to make sure you are safe and comfortable
in my house. Hop on in bed, kid."

Mark got on the bed and crawled under the top sheet. He was on his back and
closed his eyes.

Kyle walked over to the lamp and adjusted it even lower, almost off. I was
still able to see the scene just fine, though. Then Drew's stepdad sat down
on the edge of the bed and put a hand on Mark's lower leg, through the
sheet. He started running his hand up and down Mark's leg making a shushing
sound even though Mark wasn't saying anything or making any noises. This
guy definitely wanted Mark. Not that I could blame him.

After about a minute or two, Kyle changed his stroking target to Mark's
arm, which was above the sheet. Mark just lay still with his eyes
closed. Kyle's hand eventually moved to Mark's shoulder and then the very
top of his chest where the sheet came up to. His hand started to slip under
the sheet, and he actually used his hand to lower the sheet about a
foot. Mark's nipples were exposed now, and Kyle was rubbing his hand over
one of them.

Keeping his eyes closed, Mark spoke. "Kyle, what are you doing?"

"I'm just giving you a little massage to relax you and make you feel
good. It'll help you get a great night's sleep."

"Thank you but you really don't need to do that."

"I don't mind, kid. Does it not feel good?"

"No, it does feel good. I just..."

"Shhh. Don't worry so much. If it doesn't feel good anymore, just let me
know. Close your eyes and relax."

I was guessing Mark was conflicted about how to handle this. On the one
hand, he wanted to get Kyle out of the room for my own safety and so we
could be together. But on the other hand, he was trying to be polite to his
host. Not that one needs to be polite to someone molesting them, but I was
pretty sure Mark didn't mind the man feeling him up.

For me, I was definitely scared about getting discovered in the closet, but
a little less so now because I could come back at Kyle with my knowledge of
what I was witnessing. And the scene I was watching was actually pretty hot
to me. I realized that I was playing with myself and starting to get hard
again.

At this point, Kyle was using both hands on Mark's chest, and he pulled the
sheet down further until I saw the top of Mark's boxer briefs. Of
everything I'd done with Mark and seen him do at the resort back in
December, I hadn't ever seen another man touching Mark like this. There
wasn't jealousy at all. It turned me on very much. At first I had wanted
Kyle to leave the room, but now I found myself rooting him on, wishing he
would touch Mark's cock, either over his underwear or by slipping his
fingers underneath the waistband.

Mark let out a pretty clear moan. That was all the permission Drew's
stepdad needed to take it to the next level. He pulled the sheet out of the
way completely and put both hands on Mark's young teen legs, rubbing up and
down, getting higher and higher each time. His one hand slipped between
Mark's legs and was rubbing the inner thigh area. As soon as I saw Mark
spread his legs apart, I knew there was no turning back now.

Kyle took his index finger and pressed lightly on where the head of Mark's
cock must have been positioned, and he lifted his finger up before placing
it in his mouth as if he were tasting something. I couldn't see from where
I was, but he must have been sampling Mark's precum. I wasn't surprised
that Mark was leaking through his briefs at this point considering all the
stimulation he'd had without yet getting his release.

One of Kyle's hands now reached under Mark between his legs. He must have
been fondling Mark's balls now. Wow. Very bold actions, but I was loving
every second. His other hand went to Mark's naval. He rubbed back and forth
laterally, slowly letting a few of his fingers slip underneath the
waistband during each pass. A little more each time.

Mark's speaking voice had lowered a little bit since I had met him, but his
sexual moans were still the high-pitched noises I remembered so clearly
from our first encounter. And now he was letting them out liberally as the
adult male escalated his molestation of the middle-school boy.

Finally Kyle's hand disappeared completely into Mark's boxer briefs.

Mark let out an "Oooohhhh."

"Yeah, that's right, kid. Kyle's gonna make you feel real good. You're
gonna sleep great after this." He popped Mark's cock out the top of the
briefs, but left them on Mark's body otherwise. "Oh yeah, kid. Nice
one. Mmmmm." He was jacking Mark's young teen pride with long, deliberate
strokes. "That's it, boy. Just let it happen. Fuck yeah." Kyle's talk ended
when he leaned down and enveloped Mark's dick in his mouth.

"Mmmm...ahhhhhh...oohhhh...I'm gonna...oh my god...fuck...fuck...uhhhhh..."

I watched Mark's face scrunch up. He had put his arms up behind his head,
and I started really jerking myself hard in the closet as I stared at his
armpits and his face and the man sucking his long, thin cock.

Kyle was going to town on Mark's dick, slurping and licking. It was as if
it was his first meal in a week. Maybe he'd been waiting for a moment like
this his whole life. He had one hand now in his own sweatpants, and I could
tell he was also furiously jerking himself off at the same time.

"Give it to me boy. Come on, kid. I know you can cum."

Mark lifted his pelvis off the bed and pressed as hard as he could into
Kyle's mouth. "AHHHHH!!! FUUUUCK! I'M GONNA...AHHHH!"

I watched as Mark's hips pumped in rhythm with his release, at least 5 or 6
times. Kyle was swallowing it down quickly and then screamed out himself as
he released his load into his sweats. He collapsed on the bed next to
Mark. I just needed a few more pumps of my own cock, and then I started
cumming. I used my other hand to catch it, and then I had to slurp it down
my throat, as I had nowhere else to put it anyway.

It looked like Mark had drifted off to sleep, and I think it was
real. Kyle, recovered from his intense orgasm, carefully fixed Mark's
briefs so they were covering his deflated penis, and he gave Mark a few
kisses on his chest and head. He stood up, covered Mark with the sheet
again, and quietly left the room.

I waited just a minute and then came out of the closet. I wanted a taste of
Mark myself, and I knew he'd be able to go another round, but I didn't have
the heart to disturb him. I started getting dressed. Mark stirred in his
sleep and mumbled something I couldn't understand. I went over and kissed
him gently on the lips. His eyes opened halfway, and he smiled up at me
sweetly.

"I'm gonna go," I whispered.

Mark moaned in disagreement.

"I gotta, buddy. Can't get caught."

One more barely-audible groan from Mark.

"See ya at Disney."


*End of Chapter 24*


In a few days the final chapter...


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