Date: Fri, 19 Jan 2007 21:08:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Pheel Good <grundycobear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Holding Up With A Friend 2

    Well, welcome back to my story.  I hope you like the twists and turns
that are in store for you.  Any suggestions as to what is next?  You are
old enough to read such a story as this, right?  If not, cum back when
you are.  Thanks.  Rememer it is a work of FICTION.  Or as my high school
buddies would say, Only in your dreams.  hehehe  Enjoy.

     Jack sat down on the straight back chair and watched Jay and Artie.
The boys had really been turned on by making their new older friend cum.
Now they lay naked on the bed their hands caressing their young bodies
and their tongues intertwined.  The boys leaned on their backs and
continued to kiss as they jerked each other off.
     Jack got a good look at the boy's cocks.  Jay's cut cock leaked
pre-cum like a son-of-a-bitch.  The head was red because of the friction
of Artie's hand.  It glistened even in the darkened room.  Not a bad
size for a thirteen year old boy.  With Artie's hand around it you could
still see the head on the downstroke.  Jay released Artie's tongue long
enough to tell him, "Jesus Artie.  You fuckin' know how to make that cum
boil in my nuts."  Artie just smiled at his older friend.
     Artie's cock couldn't have been more than five inches long.  But it
was thick as a mother fucker.  Jay's hand hardly got around it.  The bush
of red hair surrounding the short, thick monster set it off and Jack was
enjoying the show the boys were putting on for him.
     Being the young boys they were it didn't take long for them to both
start humping their friend's hand.  It was obvious this was not the first
time for this.  "Oh, fuck, Jay, make me cum man.  Make me squirt it."
     Jack had sat back long enough.  He crawled on to the bed with his
legs stradding the boy's leg that were touching.  He reached out and put
one hand on each of the boy's nut sac.  He pulled on them so they
couldn't cum as quickly as they thought they were.  It was agony.  They
looked at Jack and their eyes were pleading for release.  Jack just
smiled at them and kept kneading and pulling and squeezing.  When it was
obvious by the look on their faces that they were gonna shoot no matter
what Jack let go and began to caress their legs.  He reached up and began
to pinch their nips.  The boys held on to his arms as they shot spurt
after spurt of spooge all over their chests, their faces, and even on
the headboard of the bed.
     "Ah, shit, sir," the boys said in unison.  As they lay back spent
Jack took turns on their chests licking their boy cum into his mouth
and swallowing it.  He milked their cocks with his hands and his mouth
until the sensitivity was too much and they pushed him away.  He lay down
between the two friends and the three of them quickly fell asleep.
     It was eight o'clock Sunday morning when the boys stirred.  They saw
the man between them and took a good look at him.  He was hairy up and
down his chest, around his nips, and the bush around his cock was thick.
He had been taking care of himself and there wasn't any flab hanging
anywhere.  The boys smiled at each other and like a reflection in a
mirror they began to caress Jack.  They nuzzled their mouths in his
armpits and smelled the long day and overnight smell of a man.  They
licked him there and then began to lick his neck, stick their tongues in
his ears, nibble at his earlobes and play with his nips.  Jack opened his
eyes and thought what a fuckin' awesome way to wake up.
     Jack put his hands on the boys heads and gently pushed them down to
his semi hard cock.  The boys did not resist.  They began to nurse on
it while they pulled on his balls.  "Fuck boys, daddy's got to piss."
Artie climbed up between Jack's legs, took his cock in his mouth, and
Jay spoke, "Artie is the premier piss drinker in his class at school.  Go
for it."
     Jack had never pissed in a guys mouth before.  He wasn't sure he
wanted  to begin now.  He tried to push Artie off.  "No boys.  I'll
just hit the bath-room."
     "Sorry, sir, that is not an option," Jay told him.
     "You are kidding me right boy?"
     "No sir.  This is a can do, want to, will situation."
     Jay scooted over and began to make out with his older friend.  Jack
began to relax.  "Just let it go, sir.  Just release it.  It is okay,"
Jay whispered in his ear.  Jack was mesmerized and simply stopped
fighting it.  The overnight build up of piss began to flow into Artie's
mouth, down his throat.  The young boy gulped and gulped while Jay sucked
on Jack's tongue like it was a little cock.
     Artie released Jack's cock and Jay and Jack just naturally turned to
face one another.  Artie nestled in on Jack's back and licked his neck
and his little hands pinched his older friend's nips and played with his
furry chest and stomach.  His boy cock leaked pre-cum all over Jack's
back.
     After what seemed like an hour of this love-making Jack came back to
reality.  "When should you boys be back home?"
     "We just need to meet our folks for the Pontifical Mass over at St.
Patricks at ten thirty."
     "Well it is time then to hit the showers."  Jack gave the boys
directions.  "There is a handicap shower at the end of the hall.  Let's
see if we can slip in there without anyone seeing us?"
     Jay and Artie were game for the plan.  They slipped in to their
shorts and the three playmates were off to the end of the hall.  Jay and
Artie slipped in first.  Just as Jack was entering he looked down the
hall and there was a man about ten years older than him watching.  Jack
smiled and the older man did a thumbs up sign.  Just before he went in he
motioned for the man to follow.