Date: Mon, 22 Jan 2018 04:41:15 +0100
From: Owen Davis <odavis120@mail.com>
Subject: He Brought His Own Balls - Chapter 9 (Gay - Adult Youth)

He Brought His Own Balls
Chapter 9

Sammy's initial penetration of me from behind with his 15-year-old six
inches caused me to drive even harder into the 13-year-old Mark who I was
holding up in front of me. The three of us let out a simultaneous groan and
settled into a rhythm. Mark was pushing back on me as if he couldn't get
enough of me in him. His head was resting just under mine so that I could
nestle my face in his wavy brown hair and breathe in his sexy teen boy
aroma. I could see several beads of sweat resting on his hairless upper
lip, and that made me want to pound him harder. My hands were molesting
every part of his body. It was hard to decide what I wanted to touch the
most. I moved from holding his hips with both hands to caressing his
developing chest, playing with his semi-hard boy nipples.

"Your ass feels so good, sexy," I whispered into his ear as I started
kissing his neck. He squirmed his head as he let out another moan.

"I love feeling you inside me," Mark breathed back. He was jerking off his
own cock at this point, and I joined his hand with one of mine, as we
pumped his long, thin boy flesh together.

Meanwhile, Sammy had his hands on my hips and his head down resting against
my back. He was thrusting into me with intensity.

It didn't matter that both Mark and Sammy had ejaculated just minutes
before. Both were rock hard and ready to unload again. As was I.

And it didn't take much longer. Our tempo picked up a bit, and it felt like
we were all on track to climax at the same time. Mark was first. A few
shots went straight out and actually hit the headboard that we were
facing. I caught the rest in my hand, enjoying a tasty slurp of his
precious teen boy seed before feeding him the rest, which he eagerly lapped
up from my hand. Mark eating cum was one of many erotic pictures I would
hold in my head for a long time.

Shortly after Mark shot off, the extra clench of his ass was the last thing
I needed before driving my load into him, mixing it with what was left of
Sammy's deposit.

And then it was Sammy's turn. "I'm cumming, Mr. Owen!" he screamed. I think
I felt about 7 pumps inside my rear door.

The three of us collapsed on the bed, a mess of arms, legs, penises, sweat
and stickiness. Breathing heavily and smiling. Mark let out a few
high-pitched sighs of pleasure.

We rested in our tangled pile for several minutes. The clock read 12:59 am.

I asked the boys if they were hungry.

"I'm starving," Mark replied. "I could really go for a cheeseburger!"

"Me, too," added Sammy. "Go ahead and put in the order. I'm sure I'll get
the message, and then I can go grab it for us."

20 minutes later, Sammy's phone went off with a message that he needed to
make a delivery. He threw on his pants without bothering with underwear.
And his shirt without buttoning it. I gave him my sandals so he didn't have
to worry about his shoes. As he bounced across the room to the door, he
looked back with an adorable smile, "Be right back guys!"

When Sammy returned about ten minutes later with 3 cheeseburgers and a
dessert plate of assorted cookies, he immediately stripped down again and
hopped back on the bed. We dined in the nude on the bed, eating every last
morsel of food, including the rest of the strawberries.

We played some cards until Mark started yawning and then dozing off. We
decided to call it a night around 2:30 am. The boys left, and a few minutes
later I was fast asleep, sprawled on the bed that witnessed much of the
best day and night of my life.

*****

The next morning I woke up to the feel of a fresh, warm breeze from the
open window. Why did hotel beds always feel so much more comfortable than
my bed at home? I was about to take care of my morning wood with the
assistance of one of my two Mark videos when I realized I only had 24 more
hours of the real thing. Why would I waste that with a video? And I still
had a keycard to his room.

I put on a T-shirt and some athletic shorts and jogged over to Mark's
room. It was about 8 am. As I stood outside his door, I could feel my heart
pounding. Mark had no idea that I had a key to his room. Should I knock or
just go in? I slipped the keycard slowly into the slot and then pulled it
out quickly. The light turned green and I immediately turned the handle,
opening the door a crack. Then I slowly opened the door wide enough to slip
in and quietly shut it behind me. I stood there for a minute. I could hear
Mark's breathing as he slept.

After walking past the entranceway, I could see the bed. Mark was lying on
his back. A sheet was covering part of his body. I could see half of his
chest (including one of his boy nipples) and his left arm, which was
stretched above his head giving me a full view of that armpit and his small
tuft of early-adolescent hairs. His left leg was exposed. The sheet covered
his crotch, although I could see the outline of what looked to be his
chubbed up member.

As I got closer, I bent down to breathe in his scent. It got me every time.
I knelt down on the floor next to his bed and put my face as close to his
armpit as I could without touching him. I was so turned on that part of me
wanted to flip him over and pound my cock into his 13-year-old hole as if
this were our last day on Earth. There'd be time for that later. I moved a
centimeter closer and felt one of his little hairs tickle my nose. I stuck
out my tongue and slowly gave him a soft lick. Salty and all boy. His body
gave a single twitch and he squirmed a little bit, still ending up in the
same position.

I didn't want him to wake up yet. This was too much fun.

Softy, I placed a hand on his bare chest. He didn't move. Slowly I started
running it up and down his sexy tummy, and I let my fingers gently play
with his nipple. It hardened after I passed over a few times. I reached
further across his chest, slipping my hand underneath the sheet to reach
his other nipple. I pushed the sheet out of the way so I could see most of
his chest now. His right leg and penis were still covered by the sheet, but
I could see a small amount of his pubic hair. That was my next target.

As I tickled the top of his pubic hair with my fingers, Mark let out a soft
whimper in his sleep, and his head turned from one side to the other. My
hand could feel the heat radiating from his teenaged prick. I continued
with a light massage of his upper pubic area until he starting moving his
right hand towards the same spot and then scratched his pubes. I had pulled
my hand away. His hand then continued underneath the sheet toward his groin
area and seemed to grab a hold of himself before coming to rest.

My next area of focus was his exposed leg. I placed my hand on his ankle
and slowly rubbed all the way up, feeling the light spattering of
barely-visible hairs along the way. After a few round-trips from ankle to
thigh, I started concentrating on Mark's creamy inner thigh. I don't think
I could name my number one favorite body part of Mark's, but this was
certainly in the top 5.

"Mmmmm." Another moan emitted from the sleeping teen.

There was movement under the sheet, and it appeared that Mark was starting
to rub himself in his sleep. My hand crept down his inner thigh and
slightly under the sheet until my fingers brushed one of his balls. Mark
spread his legs apart, as if he were unconsciously trying to give me better
access to his most private area. Upon this movement, the sheet shifted some
more off his body. It probably would have come off of his penis had his
hardness not prevented it. The sheet was caught up on the tip, but now I
had a view of his balls and the base of his pole.

Another tickle to his testicles elicited another moan, and Mark started
actually pumping his cock. I took a hold of the sheet between two fingers
and slowly lifted it off of his dick altogether. I watched for a minute as
Mark continued to pleasure himself in his sleep. A drop of precum formed,
and I managed to tap it with a single finger, stretching out the clear goo
until it broke off. I licked the tiny drop off my finger. I wanted to help
him make some more.

Lightly grabbing his wrist, I pulled his hand off of his cock and placed it
down on his chest. I took a hold of his penis with my own hand now and
pumped slowly with long strokes. Meanwhile, my other hand took both his
balls at once and caressed them lightly. Another moan and his legs spread
even wider.

Without letting go of his now-throbbing boyhood, I was able to reach a
bottle of hotel lotion sitting on the nightstand. One-handed, I popped open
the lid and squeezed some out onto his balls. Tossing the bottle aside, I
dipped two fingers into the lotion. Then I reached below his balls and
started tracing circles around his hole with my middle finger. I pressed
against his precious hole and my finger went inside of Mark.

Mark's eyes popped open and he cried out, "What the fuck!?" I took both
hands away from Mark. A look of terror on his face quickly turned to
recognition and a smile when he realized what was happening. "How'd you get
in my room?"

"I have my ways..."

I had thought there was a chance Mark had been awake and was just
pretending to sleep, but it turned out he had truly been asleep as I
explored his body.

Mark hopped out of the bed. "I have something I want to show you. Lie down
on the bed and hide your face."

I did as I was instructed. I heard some rustling around.

"OK, you can look now."

Mark was standing there grinning ear-to-ear. His hands were on his hips,
his legs were slightly spread, his chest was puffed out, and he was wearing
a pair of child's Superman underwear that was way too small for him. I
didn't know how he managed to stuff his hard 6-inches into it. I could see
the outline perfectly, as it pointed straight up.

I had never seen anything so hot in my life.

Mark did a 360-degree turn so I could take in his sexy rear side as well. I
noticed a hole in the underwear directly between the cheeks.

"You have a hole in the back, buddy."

"I know. I like to wear these while fingering myself through the hole in
the back with one hand, while I jerk off with the other hand."

"That is so hot."

"Wanna fuck me while I wear them?"

"Hell yes I do!"

"Can we do it on the balcony?"

"I think people walking by can see your balcony."

"So? That's the point."

"What are you talking about? We can't let people see us having sex on your
balcony!"

"They don't have to know that we're fucking. You keep your clothes on. I'll
put on a T-shirt and sit on your lap on a chair. I'll be blocking your face
with my own head, and people don't know who we are anyway."

"Seems like you really thought this through. But what if one of our family
members walks by?"

"They can't. My balcony faces that private section of resort that only
certain people have access to."

I paused.

Then Mark teased, "Well, if you aren't interested in my ass anymore, I'm
sure I could find someone else to..."

I jumped up and grabbed him, picking him up in the air and throwing him
over my shoulder. Swiping the lotion off the bed, I turned and headed
toward the balcony.

"I still need to grab a shirt..."

"Forget the shirt. You don't need one."

I carried Mark onto the balcony and placed him down. I sat down on a chair,
and Mark immediately hopped onto my lap. His butt bumped my hard-on.

"Ow, watch it young man!"

"Oops, sorry." He turned his head back and gave me a quick peck on the
lips.

I put a generous amount of lotion on my fingers and reached under him,
locating the hole in his little boy briefs. I slipped my index finger
through both holes in one motion, and after only 30 seconds of poking
around, I added my middle finger.

"I need your dick inside me now," Mark aggressively whispered.

With a few quick maneuvers, I popped my cock out the top of my athletic
shorts, lined it up with the hole in Mark's underwear, and pressed it
through. I could hear it tear a bigger hole in the fabric. Mark's warm,
tight hole gripped my penis. He started grinding his butt, which sent us
both into a state of bliss.

"Oh my god!" Mark cried just before he noticed two kids walking by. "Oh my
god, what a beautiful day!" he added.

The kids peered up with confused looks on their faces.

Mark waved enthusiastically. "Hi!"

They didn't answer and hurried away.

"Do you think they knew what..." I started to asked.

"Nah, they just thought I was weird."

"Well, they were right," I teased.

Mark pinched my leg.

With the coast being clear again, we fell into a rhythm, Mark bouncing in
my lap, as I caressed his chest. I noticed that the very tip of Mark's
penis was peeking through the waistband. I wiped a drop of precum off and
stuck my finger in Mark's mouth so he could taste it. After he erotically
sucked on my finger for a minute, I moved my hand down to his underpants
and started caressing the 8th grader's cock through the fabric. Mark's eyes
were closed and he was softly moaning.

Suddenly I noticed there was a man below leaning against a tree, staring up
at us. I froze.

"Keep going," Mark insisted.

The man below adjusted himself.

I whispered into Mark's ear. "There's someone watching us, and I think he
likes it."

"Well then keep going. I need you to fuck me harder. Now." Mark opened his
eyes and looked directly at the man. Then he reached down and stuck his
penis through the opening in the front of the underwear. His long, thin boy
flesh was now exposed for anyone to see. He started jerking himself off,
while my hands were on his hips helping to guide our intercourse.

Our pace quickened. I sucked on the side of Mark's neck, tasting his salty
sweat.

"I'm...gonna...cum!" Mark managed to get out between heavy breaths.

His first shot actually cleared the railing of the balcony, landing
somewhere below. As another five or six shots were landing on the floor of
the balcony, I began unloading inside of Mark. I couldn't help myself and
let out a loud grunt.

I watched as the man below, whose hand was now down the front of his pants,
ran forward a few steps, got down on his knees, located Mark's glob of
boyjuice, wiped it up with his finger, and put it in his mouth. He then
appeared to give a few more pumps to his own cock before having an orgasm
out in the open on his knees. He recovered quickly, got back up, and
hurried off.

We stuffed Mark's penis back in his underwear before anyone else came
along. I picked him up the same way a groom carries a bride across the
threshold, and we walked back into his room.

Mark immediately stripped off the underpants and handed them to me. "These
are for you. A present."

"Thanks, dude. I love 'em."

Mark checked his phone, and he had a text from his mom telling him to meet
them for breakfast at 9:15. It was almost 9:00. We made plans to meet at
the beach dock at 10:30 to catch our boat. I left my naked teenager to get
ready for his day.

*****

Half an hour later I was at breakfast with my family when I received a Snap
from Sammy. I was sharing the cushioned bench at our table with my
11-year-old nephew, Griffin. I opened the message on the phone to see a
photo that showed Sammy's face all the way down to his pubic hair. It
stopped short of showing his penis. I quickly hit a button on my phone to
make the photo disappear, but it was too late.

"Who's that?" asked Griffin.


*End of Chapter 9*


Owen and Mark's last full day together at the resort (and on their
excursion) will continue soon!

Owen
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