Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2013 13:37:53 -0400 From: Alessandro Abbondanti Subject: Mr A and His Boys: The End 1 **AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ!** So this is the end. Or almost the end, anyway. I will try to get the final chapter out before mid-July, because I will have very little time after that until mid-August. I wanted to go further and finish the series here, but it's been so long since the last chapter came out that I decided it was better to get this posted and write another chapter than to wait. This took me a while, because I started over at least three times. Feedback and suggestions welcome, as always. See the note at the end for contact information. Please note that my e-mail has changed! Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It will never happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of consensual sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over. If you are not interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), STOP READING. This story is mine; don't steal it or post elsewhere without my permission. (That means I own it, and I have copyrighted it, in case you were confused.) ******************* My third year of teaching did not start out well. During the week after I returned from the beach - the week before planning week began for teachers - the district was rocked by a sex scandal. It was all over the news that Ron, the assistant principal, had been terminated, along with Bill, the baseball coach. Apparently a student had told his parents that he had heard of "The Club" and what went on there with Ron and Bill, although he himself had never participated. His parents had informed the school, but since no students came forward to confirm the charges, no criminal charges were brought. Still, to avoid any further scandal, Ron and Bill were the sacrificial lambs. I had dodged two direct bullets - Grayson and the downfall of The Club - as well as a number of smaller missiles, so I decided it was better not to push my luck. I had to end the meetings with the boys, but it wasn't going to be easy. I didn't know how Colin and Paden would take the news, but I had a feeling they wouldn't share my concerns or fears - after all, they weren't actually doing anything wrong. I did know that it was going to be damned difficult to stop, especially since there was a good chance I would see them in class every day. I also knew that even if we stopped meeting, we wouldn't stop being friends, which would mean hearing them talk about their personal lives, including any sexual adventures. The second day of planning week, Paden and Colin came by my room. I was sitting at the desk in the classroom instead of my office. My office had been converted to temporary storage for my department over the summer while the custodians waxed the floors, so there wasn't much room to work. Paden and some of the other varsity soccer players had already started training for the upcoming season. Until the season officially started, they would have unofficial practices known as kickarounds. His white shirt, soaked with sweat from the late summer heat and humidity, clung to his body. His pecs, nipples, and navel were clearly visible beneath the cloth. He wore compression shorts underneath his soccer gear. The sleeves of Colin's blue "Without me, it's just aweso" shirt were stretched tight around his biceps. He was wearing cargo shorts and flip-flops. Unlike Paden, he hadn't been running around on a soccer field in the heat. I smiled at them when they walked in; my cock chubbed as I took in the sight of Paden's hairy, muscular soccer legs and Colin's thick biceps. "Compression shorts, huh?" I asked, nodding to Paden. "Think you're showing too much?" He grinned back and cupped his crotch. "I think I show enough in these, but yeah. You know it's no fun to have your junk flying around when you run." "True, true," I nodded. "What's up?" "Just thought we'd come by and say hey," Colin said, smiling broadly. I moved around to the front of my desk and sat on the edge. The two boys sat on student desks facing me. "Anything exciting happen after I left Mitchell's?" I asked. Paden shook his head. "Not really. Colin and I left shortly after you did, so there wasn't really time for anything else to happen." I chuckled. "Didn't want Mitchell's parents or brother walking in on you guys fucking around, huh?" Colin laughed. "Exactly. Although I could have used another go with Josh or one of the girls." Paden and Colin fist-bumped. "I was impressed by your linguistic skills," I said to Colin. "Stephanie was like jelly when you were finished with her." Colin blushed. "I figured since I don't have a massive dick, but do have a massive tongue, I'd learn how to use it." He put the first two fingers of his right hand to his lips in a v-shape and flicked his long tongue rapidly through them several times, as if he were eating pussy. "Got your schedules, yet?" I asked, changing the topic before my semi-hard cock became fully hard and caused me to forget that I had resolved to bring the meetings to an end. "Yep, I have you 5th period," Paden said. "Right after lunch. You don't mind if I come late, right?" Junior year was the first year students were allowed to go off-campus for lunch, which meant there was always the risk of juniors returning late from lunch. "If it's occasional, I'm not going to make a big deal about it, but if it happens every day, we will have a problem." "Even if I bring you lunch?" Paden asked with a grin. "We'll talk about it," I replied with a short chuckle. "What about your schedule, Colin?" I asked, turning to the smaller boy, who suddenly looked rather upset. I looked back to Paden. He shook his head slightly. "What's going on?" I asked. "I'm moving, Abs," he said. "What? Are you joking me?" I asked incredulously. My heart started beating faster; I felt like the air had been knocked out of me. He shook his head. "Nope, no joke. My mom got a job in St. Pete, where my grandparents live. She wants to be closer to them." "When do you go?" I asked. "Sunday or Monday. We've been packing for the past week." "I can't believe this," I said, choking up a little. "What about your dad? He's still here." Colin nodded. "Yeah, but you know how he's been lately, there's no way I'd want to live there permanently." "Fuck," I said, letting my emotion get the better of me. "This blows," I said. "Tell me about it," he said. I noticed his eyes were glistening with tears he was trying to keep from falling. I walked over to the desk where he was sitting and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close to me. He sobbed gently, and I felt his body shake in my arms. I squeezed him tighter. He wrapped his arms around me in response. I let him go and looked down into his eyes. I wiped the tears from his cheeks with my thumbs. "You'll be fine," I said. "You lived there when you were younger, right? You probably have some friends there already." He nodded. "A couple people I know from when we visit, but no one like Paden. Or you." "No one's like Paden and me," I said, trying to lighten the mood. "Damn right," Paden said. He had been watching from his perch on the next desk. He put his arm around Colin's shoulder and squeezed. "But Mr. A is right, you'll be fine." "Plus, it's not like you're moving across the country or even out of state," I added. "St. Pete isn't that far away. Granted, it's not as close as we are now, but still..." "Plus, there's the internet and cell phones," Paden added. "I'll send you daily updates of the expansion of my junk, if you want." Colin laughed. "Maybe weekly," he said. "Daily might be too much." "Weekly, then," Paden agreed, "and a special announcement when I'm finally bigger than Mr. A." I laughed loudly. "Hey, it could happen," Paden said. "I'm already close. Officially measured at 9 inches last night," he added proudly. "Nice, man," I said, proud of his growth. I turned Colin's face up to mine again. "But the point is that you'll be fine, and we'll be fine, and it's not like we'll never see each other again." "Thanks, Abs," he said, sniffling a little. "This makes what I have to say a little easier, I guess," I said. The boys looked at me, but didn't say anything, so I continued. "I assume you heard about what happened to Mr. Harris and Coach Richards?" Both boys nodded. "I think," I began, taking a deep breath, looking from one's eyes to the other's, "I think we have to stop our meetings." I paused. "For real. Completely. Not half-heartedly like after the Grayson thing. It's too dangerous." "When I heard about Harris and Richards, I got nervous, because I knew that you knew about The Club," Paden said. "I wasn't sure if there was going to be a huge explosion of bad news or what." Colin nodded. "The Grayson thing didn't seem serious to us, because that's just how he is, and we knew he wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the team. But with Harris and Richards... that's different... like out of anyone else's control." "I've sort of made myself believe nothing like that would ever happen here, but obviously I was wrong," I said. "I don't know what the big deal is, though," Colin added. "It's not like you're forcing us or anything." "The law says you're not old enough to consent, whether you want to or not," I explained. "You know that. And even if you were 18, it would still be an ethical issue, given my position as your teacher." Paden shrugged. "Well it's not like any of us are ever going to say anything." "Like I've said before, all it takes is the wrong person overhearing something they may or may not be right about. That's what happened with Harris and Richards. One kid told his parents that he had 'heard' about stuff going on. No one else said anything, which is why Richards and Harris aren't in jail, but they're still out of a job and won't be able to find another teaching job. Their records are permanently stained." "Understood," Paden said. "But it's not like you need the job, anyway. Your family has plenty of money, and you could always go work with them." "True, but still...," I countered. "I'd have to explain to them why I could no longer teach. Anyway, why the argument?" Paden grinned. "I wanted to give Colin a going away party," Paden said. "You, me, maybe a couple of other guys," he added. I closed my eyes and sighed. Could I say no to this? I should; I knew that I should, but could I? I opened my eyes. "Please, Abs?" Colin said. "I'm not a student anymore, technically," he added. "And if we do it before school starts, no one else is, either." "Not the best logic, since they're still enrolled in school here where I work," I said, but I had used it myself to justify meeting them at the beach, "and not the only reason to say no." Colin reached out and put his hand on my crotch. He started rubbing my bulge, massaging my cock and balls through my pants. "Okay," I yielded, but pushed his hand away. "Last time until you guys graduate." "Yes!" Colin shouted excitedly. "Thanks, Abs." Paden raised his hand; I gave him a high-five. "It'll be awesome, especially since it's the last time. Fuck yeah." My cock had lengthened under Colin's fingers and was working its way down my right thigh. I cupped the pipe through my pants. "You guys better go before this becomes the time before the last time, which we cannot have right here and right now." Colin grinned. "Such a fucking stud," Paden said under his breath. The two of them walked out. I sat down at my computer and went back to work on my syllabi and class policy sheets. I had three sophomore level sections, which I had taught for the past two years and felt I had a good handle on. The syllabus for that class only required fixing the dates to match up with the current year's calendar. I also had one section of the junior level history course I had taught the year before. My teaching of this class was a source of contention in my department. The teacher who usually taught the juniors had to take on a sophomore section after I received one of her junior sections, and she was not happy about it. This course required some tweaking based on what I had learned the previous year, but I found it difficult to focus on the syllabus. My mind kept going back to the juniors that I knew, especially Colin. The fact that he wouldn't be my student or even at my school kept creeping into my thoughts. I hoped Paden at least remained in my section. There were often schedule changes between the late summer mailing of schedules and the actual beginning of classes - especially when parents started making demands. I had already heard from the counselors that a lot of students had asked to be placed in my section. Such requests were usually not entertained unless the parents made a big deal about it. So I turned my attention to the one new class I had that year. It was a history elective open to juniors and seniors, which I had fought to add to the curriculum at the end of the previous year, and which had the backing of some important parents at the school. The new class was part of my plan to make sure I would always be able to teach Colin and Paden. In my second year, I had purposely asked for a junior-level class, so that when they were juniors I would still be able to teach them. This year, I had added the elective class so that the following year, as seniors, I would still be able to teach them. The idea of not teaching them troubled me; I wanted to see them every day, and I didn't want to share them with another teacher. For history, I was their teacher. Now that Colin was leaving, my efforts had been in vain. Not only would he not be my student, not be in my class every day, but he wouldn't be at my school. I wouldn't be able to see him at all. I hated it. I hadn't done much work on the syllabus, although I had a good idea of the framework of the course. I pulled up the calendar and took out the textbook. I was determined to get some work done. It didn't happen. My mind kept drifting back to the fact that Colin was leaving, and that even if he weren't leaving, our relationship had to change. I was saddened and a little angry. I looked at the door to my office, remembering the first time Paden had come to me, remembering my first encounter with Colin, fucking him over the desk. I looked at the board at the back of the room where, as freshmen, the two of them had drawn crude pictures of each other, including Colin's representation of Paden's cloth "belt" that looked more like an erection. I slammed my fist on the desk and muttered, "I gotta get out of here." I gathered my things and headed out. On the way to my car, I saw Aaron getting out of his truck. After he locked the door, he turned to walk towards the building, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw me. He looked away quickly and turned back to his truck, pretending to look for something in the bed. I walked to him. "Hey, Aaron," I said as I approached. "How's it going?" "Hey, Alex," he stammered, but didn't look up from his truck. "Going good here," he mumbled. I was standing right next to him now. "You can look at me, you know," I said. He turned to me, but was unable to meet my gaze. He looked down and blushed. "Can't even look me in the eye, huh?" I pushed. "What's that about? Guilt?" He didn't say anything. "You know that I can't work with the team anymore thanks to what you said?" I asked. "Do you know how that makes me feel?" I moved my face closer to his. "Angry," I whispered and slammed my hand against the side of his truck. "I loved helping to coach the soccer team, and now your dad and who knows who else thinks they can't trust me. This is my life, Aaron." I hadn't bothered to confront Aaron about what he had told his father, and I had intended to let it blow over; after all, it could have been much worse than it was. As I thought about the fact that I was losing Colin, however, my anger about the betrayal bubbled to the surface. "I'm sorry," he finally said. "I didn't mean to do it." "You didn't mean to tell your dad that you saw some of the guys leaving my room after curfew? What did you mean to tell him? That you wanted to come and see me that night, but were afraid?" "No," Aaron said. I looked down; his shorts were tented. "Even now I'm turning you on? Does your dad know about you? Know how you like to watch me fuck pussy? Know that you like to eat my cum out of a girl's pussy? Know that you suck dick? Know that one of his star athletes fucked you in the ass?" "Please stop," Aaron said. I stepped back. "Why did you do it?" He didn't answer at first. "Tell me," I barked. He swallowed and licked his lips. "I was really messed up after what happened in the sauna," he said. "I liked it, but I felt like I wasn't supposed to, and I didn't know what to do. Then when I saw those guys, I knew what was going on, and part of me wanted to be a part of it, but I couldn't admit it." "And now what?" "And now I've come to terms with my feelings, and I feel bad about what I did. I also realized that I was jealous of the guys who were with you, because deep down I also wanted to be there." "Do you think those guys are going to want anything to do with you as coach this year? As soon as they heard about what you did, they wanted to go after you, to punish you. I talked them down, told them it would cause more trouble. But maybe it would have been what you wanted." "I don't know what else to say," Aaron said. "I am sorry. I really am. I wish I hadn't told him, but like I said, I was confused, I made a mistake." I took a deep breath to calm myself. I had known that he was struggling to process what had happened between us at the sauna. I should have tried to talk to him about it, but at the time I thought space was what he needed. "In some ways, I guess it was a good thing," I finally said. "The guys and I needed to stop meeting, anyway, and I'm not sure any of us could have resisted the urge, especially on overnight trips. You still had no right to do what you did. It could have cost me my career, not just my job here." Neither of us said anything for a few moments. "I gotta get going," I said abruptly and turned from him. "Hey Alex," he said, as I started to move away. "What?" I stopped and turned slightly to look at him over my shoulder. "Do you think we could get together again sometime? You and me? Or You and me and whoever..." he trailed off. I laughed loudly. "Are you fucking kidding me? Not a chance." I walked to my car. I actually wouldn't have minded getting with Aaron again. I loved the way he admired my cock, and it turned me on to see someone, who had considered himself straight, submit to me. Plus, I had always been turned on by guys eating my cum out of a chick's pussy or taking sloppy seconds after I had stretched her cunt. I wouldn't even have minded double-teaming him with Paden again, but I didn't trust him. Perhaps I'd put a word in Paden's ear, though, about Aaron's newfound acceptance of his homosexual desires. On the way home I started thinking more about Paden's "going away party" for Colin. Despite everything that had happened recently, I knew there was no way I could miss the gathering. I knew it made me weak, but it was Colin, and I couldn't say no. I didn't know how it was going to come about, where it would happen, or who would be involved. This made me a little nervous, but I trusted Paden to make the arrangements. When I got home, I went online and messaged Paden. "When is this thing happening?" I asked. "And where?" "Impatient? LOL." Paden responded. "A little bit," I responded, chuckling to myself. "But for real." "Friday," he said. "My house." "How?" I didn't understand how doing it any of their houses would work, since their parents might be home. "During the day," he answered. "My parents won't be here." "Sounds risky, bro," I said. "What if they come home early?" "Not gonna happen," he said. "How can you be sure?" I persisted. "My dad's at a conference until Monday," Paden explained, "and my mom will be leaving early in the morning for a mediation in Miami. Even if it doesn't take all day, there's no way she'll be home before dinner." "Alright," I conceded. "Seems like it should work out. What time? I have to be at school until 12 on Friday, because we have a faculty meeting. I should be able to duck out after that." "I guess 12:30, then," he answered. "We're not doing it without our leader." I grinned. "I'll be there. Who else?" "I've asked Mitchell, Chaz, and Todd to come," Paden said. "Anyone else?" I thought briefly about telling him to invite Aaron, so that the guys could exact their revenge, and I also thought about Russell, Mitchell's brother. I was quite curious about him, given what I had heard over the summer. I decided against mentioning either of them. "I'm good with that list," I replied. "If you feel like inviting anyone else, that's cool with me, too." "Cool." He smiled. "I can't wait." "Me neither," I answered. "It should be awesome." Wednesday and Thursday seemed to pass slowly, but since I had a definite time and place for Colin's going away party, I was able to focus again and get some work done, so that on Friday, I could leave right after my faculty meeting. Friday morning's faculty meeting seemed interminable. Among other things, there was special focus on maintaining professional relationships with our students. There was a lot of "be friendly, not their friend" talk, and we also had a special presentation on not communicating with students via social media. Don't text them or call them. Don't email them. Don't friend them on Facebook. If you sponsor a club and the club has a Facebook group, don't join it. If you need to be able to communicate with students outside the classroom, e.g. for club matters or on a field trip, you must get special permission from their parents. Rules that we all knew, but that we didn't necessarily follow. I knew plenty of teachers who had innocent relationships with their students who were Facebook friends. Some teachers, including myself, had created a special Facebook account separate from our real one in order to be able to connect with students. The reasoning behind the rules was sound, but the reality was that the best way to engage the students was via social media. I sat through the meeting thinking about how egregiously I had violated all of the rules and expectations and appreciating the irony that as I nodded my agreement with the principal about how important it was to avoid any shadow of impropriety, I was getting ready to meet with a group of students for what amounted to an orgy. The meeting finally came to an end. I stayed for a few minutes to talk with my colleagues about the coming week. We bemoaned the quick passage of summer, the early mornings that were coming, and how much more work we had to do before Monday. I used this last as my reason for skipping out on the faculty luncheon. I headed to my classroom, gathered my materials, and jumped in the car. I parked in front of the house next to Paden's, so that my car wouldn't necessarily be associated with Paden's house. As I walked towards the front door, I heard voices coming from the backyard, where the pool was. I turned and followed the concrete walkway around the side of the house. A wooden privacy fence shielded the backyard from the street. I pushed open the gate and entered the backyard. Paden lived in a fairly upscale neighborhood, but the houses tended to be almost as big as the land they were on. A large deck and pool covered by a "birdcage" (a large, screened edifice designed to let in light, but keep out bugs, frogs, leaves, and other animals) occupied most of the backyard. There was some landscaping on each side of the deck, and a wooded area immediately behind. Along the edges of the property, his parents had planted bamboo and other trees for privacy. It was impossible to see the neighboring homes, which meant it was impossible for them to see into Paden's backyard. Paden and Colin were splashing around in the pool when I turned the corner. I had expected more boys to be present, but it was only the two, so I was a bit confused. I watched for a few moments before opening the door. The scratch of metal on concrete got their attention, and they both called to me. "Abs!" "Mr. A!" I grinned broadly, eyeing their glistening bodies. "I didn't realize this was a pool party. I didn't bring any trunks," I called out to them as I walked towards the pool. Paden placed his hands on the side of the pool and lifted himself out of the water. I admired his flexing biceps and smooth, broad chest. His lower body broke the surface of the water, and I was caught off guard as his soft cock came into view. "Although apparently trunks are optional," I added. Paden brought his leg up to the side of the pool and got out; he grinned at me. "Why do you think we have so much privacy? My parents like to swim naked when Matt and I aren't home." I chuckled. "Have you seen them?" Paden shook his head. "Not exactly. I've come home earlier than expected a few times, and I've seen enough to know they were naked. 'Don't come out back!' my mom would yell." I laughed again. "I was just curious whether you or your brother was more like your dad." "Definitely me," Paden said with a smirk. "I remember seeing him naked when we were younger. I take after him." He grabbed his meaty cock and balls in his right hand and waved them at me. Colin had stayed in the water and was watching us, his dark hair plastered to his forehead. "Where are the others?" I asked, turning to look at Colin, but addressing Paden. I smiled at him. I was very glad that I was having this last meeting with him, but I was also sad, knowing that he was moving away. Standing next to me, facing the pool, Paden said, "We decided we wanted this just to be the three of us. There's a big party later at Todd's house." "Your mom's letting you go?" I said to Colin. I wasn't sure where his punishment stood. She had been pretty lenient by allowing him to hang out so much with Paden, and I was under the impression that she hadn't found out about his trip to the beach. When she had given permission for him to stay with Paden, she probably hadn't meant at a beach house a couple hours away. Colin nodded. "She said that since we were moving away, she would let me go. Lucky me." He smiled weakly. I smiled back. "I know it sucks that you're moving, but at least you get to spend time with your friends before you go, instead of being stuck at home while everyone else is partying before school starts." "So are you getting in the pool or what?" Paden said, jumping back into the water. I walked over to the covered porch to remove my clothes. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off over my head, showing my broad, naked back to the boys in the pool. Colin and Paden whistled. "Take it all off!" Colin called from the water. I chuckled and turned to the side, showing them the profile of my muscular chest and flat stomach. I loosened my belt and unbuttoned my pants. Before sliding the zipper down, I looked them in the eyes and winked. I guided the zipper down over my bulging boxerbriefs and pulled open my pants. My endowment protruded from the opening of my pants, stretching the light gray cotton of my underwear. "How many socks do you have in there?" Paden teased. "Want to come and find out?" I called back. "I'll watch from a safe distance for now," he answered. I laughed, turning to face them as I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my pants. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and slowly worked them down. My dark, trimmed pubes came into view, then the broad base of my cock. I slipped the shorts down, gradually exposing more of my endowment, until at last my cock and balls popped from their confines and swayed gently in their freedom. I finished pulling off my shorts and walked to the pool. As usual when I was around Paden and Colin - especially naked Paden and Colin - my cock was in its chubby state. It was noticeably plumper with a slightly more pronounced twist to the left than its completely flaccid state, but it hadn't grown much longer. It bounced against my thigh and swung as I walked. As soon as I got into the water, Colin leapt onto me and tried to push me under. I felt his hard cock pressed against my back. I reached back and grabbed him, pulling him down with me under the water. We came back up laughing. We looked at each other and then at Paden. I nodded at Colin, and we moved forward at the same time to grab Paden. Paden threw himself backwards; his floppy teenmeat was briefly visible on the surface of the water. Colin and I quickly caught up to him, and with one of us on each side, we dunked Paden. For the next forty-five minutes we horsed around in the water, splashing, dunking, and tossing a ball back and forth. All of the activity with the boys was making me more excited, whether it was watching their bodies move around in the water, seeing Paden's arms flex as he drew back to throw the ball across the pool, or brushing up against Colin's round, muscular ass. My semi grew to full hardness. Finally, I was tired of waiting. Colin was moving towards the ball Paden had thrown when I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his chest. I pulled him to me and pressed my hard, 9.5-inch Italian cock against him. He leaned his head back on my chest, and I bent my head down to kiss him. I slipped my cock between his ass cheeks and reached down to his crotch. I pressed on his groin, pushing his body closer to mine. I nibbled at his neck. His body relaxed and sagged against mine. Paden swam over to us. "Can I get in on that?" he asked, taking a position on the other side of Colin. He wrapped his arms around us and kissed Colin on the lips, while I kissed the boy's shoulders. I felt Paden's hard, 9-inch teencock against my hand, and I grabbed his and Colin's cocks and held them together. The boys moaned; their rigid pricks pulsed in my hand. I guided the boys backward until Paden's back was against the wall. He placed his hands on the edge and lifted himself out of the water. Water ran in streams down his chest. His 16-year-old dick, shiny with water, rose large and powerful from his crotch. He spread his muscular, hairy legs, and Colin and I moved between them. I wrapped my hand around the base of Paden's teenage shaft and pulled it down towards my mouth. I used the tip of my tongue on his frenulum while I stroked the base of his cock; then, I took his dickhead between my lips and sucked gently. Colin was next to me pulling on Paden's full nutsac and kissing his friend's solid, trunk-like thighs. Paden gripped the edge of the pool and leaned back with a sigh. Colin moved his lips to Paden's sac and sucked and licked the soccer jock's balls. I continued stroking the shaft of his thick jock meat and sucking his swollen glans. Colin reached behind Paden's scrotum and prodded at the boy's prostate. Paden's dick twitched in my mouth, and a salty drop of precum oozed onto my tongue. I worked my lips down Paden's shaft until I had swallowed a little more than half of his teenage prick. I worked my mouth and tongue up and down the soccer boy's swollen dick. Paden used his foot to rub my fat Italian slab in the water. Colin moved his lips from Paden's sac to the base of the older boy's cock. Paden let out a soft growl. Colin's lips followed mine, dancing along the side of Paden's shaft as it slipped from between my lips. When I reached the tip, Colin pressed his lips against mine. I released Paden's cockhead from my mouth and kissed Colin deeply. We turned to Paden's cock, each of us on one side of it, and kissed again, sliding our tongues and lips together over Paden's cockhead. We worked liked this for several minutes, double-teaming Paden's oversized teenage tool. "Fuuck," Paden groaned. "You guys are going to make me cum." He started thrusting his hips. "We can't have that, yet," I said, releasing his cock from my mouth and pulling it away from Colin. Paden's swollen purple-headed shaft trembled. "I think we should go inside," I suggested, "where it's more comfortable." "Good idea," Colin agreed. Paden nodded his agreement and stood; the shadow of his teenage body and projecting hardness fell across the deck. Colin and I got out of the pool, and together the three off us walked to the towels. I stood in front of Paden as we dried off. I looked from his cock to mine, comparing them. Colin stood next to us. "Wow," he said. "You guys are almost the same size now." "Almost," I said, "but I'm still bigger." I looked into Paden's eyes and grinned. I stepped up to him. Placing my hand on the back of his head, I pulled his face to mine and kissed him deeply. His scruffy chin rubbed against mine as our tongues moved back and forth between our mouths. I moved my hand to the small of his back and pulled him against me, pressing my can-thick dick to his. I flexed my PC muscles, causing my meat to bob and slap against his. "Want to compare?" I whispered into his ear. He shuddered. I stepped back and pushed my cock down so that it stuck out from my body; Paden did the same. Colin stepped closer. He looked down at his two lovers' cocks, side-by-side. I pressed my cockhead into Paden's crotch. Paden's dick nearly, but not quite, reached my crotch. "Close," Paden whispered huskily. "You know where we're not close?" I asked, looking him straight in the eyes. "Girth," Colin said before Paden could respond. "Abs is way fatter." He reached out and grabbed both shafts, holding them close together. "Damn right," I said, stroking Colin's hair. I grabbed the base of my cock and moved so that I could position my cock on top of Paden's. The breadth of my dick covered Paden's; his cock disappeared in the shadow of mine. "Oh God," he moaned as the weight of my meat settled on top of his. I slapped my dick down on Paden's. Colin used both hands to grab our stacked pricks. He squeezed us together and gently stroked. I flexed my dick against his hand. It pulsed and throbbed on top of Paden's, and then Paden grabbed Colin's shoulder. He let out a moan, and I felt his sticky teen cum splash against my loose ball sac and thighs. "Nice," Colin whispered. I smirked at Paden; he grinned back unabashed. "Let's go inside," I said. Once inside Paden's room, I stood with my back to the bed facing the two teenagers. The boys walked up to me, Colin on my left and Paden on my right. Paden grabbed my cock and started stroking me. I pulled Colin closer to me and kissed him. Grabbing his hand, I placed it on my rigid shaft along with Paden's. I broke our kiss and turned to Paden. I kissed him and nibbled his neck and shoulder. Placing a hand on each shoulder, I gently pushed the boys to their knees. I looked down at the two 16-year-old jocks kneeling in front of me. Paden's brown hair was short and very curly; his cheeks and chin were covered with stubble. His broad chest was smooth, and a treasure trail traced the center line of his abs from his navel to his trimmed pubes and swollen cock. His legs were thick and hairy. Colin's hair was darker and longer, hanging down over his forehead. I reached down and brushed it back, looking into his hazel eyes, which were outlined with long eyelashes. His face was completely smooth, but his chest was dusted with dark hair. A thick trail of hair led from his navel to his dark pubes and his teenage dick. My Italian meat rose up between them, long and fat. A string of precum hung from the tip of my dick and fell on Colin's shoulder. I placed a hand behind each head and pulled the boys to my crotch. Paden kissed my inner thigh; I spread my legs. He buried his face in the spot where the thigh and pelvis meet, kissing and licking the crevice, pressing against the bone. I shuddered as a tingling sensation ran up my spine. Colin placed his right hand behind my sac and lifted it; he worked my nads with his tongue and lips. He slipped his wide tongue under my left testis and lifted it, weighing the fat egg. He sucked it into his mouth, running his rough tongue over my wrinkled, loose sac. My right egg hung against his face. Paden joined him, taking my right nut between his lips. My usually low hanging, saggy pouch was stretched tight as the two teens shared it, face-to-face, each one sucking a sperm-filled nut. I flexed my cock, pumping more precum up the shaft and out the swollen head. It oozed down the underside of my cock and pooled in my scrotum, which Colin still held, and which was drawn tight by the two boys sucking on my nuts. They released my nuts and began to lap up my precum. Their tongues swept over my sac again and again as they slurped up my prejizz. Colin's tongue touched Paden's, and he let out a quiet moan. They kissed. I pressed my dick against their faces until the pressure forced them to break their kiss. Paden and Colin started to lick and kiss my shaft, working in opposite directions. Paden began at the tip and Colin at the base; each teen boy moved his lips and tongue over my fat stalk from top to bottom and bottom to top. I groaned. With my hand on the back of Colin's head, I sat on the edge of the bed, bringing the boy closer to me. Paden stood, leaving the task of blowing me to Colin's expert mouth. Paden lazily stroked the impressive length of his teenage cock while he watched me rub my swollen rod on Colin's face, crisscrossing his nose, cheeks, and forehead with strands of clear precum. Colin stuck out his wide, long tongue, and I slapped it with my cock before sliding over it into his mouth. Colin closed his lips around me and began to suck. His tongue repeatedly painted the surface of my cock as he sucked in his cheeks, creating a vacuum. With an audible release of air, he opened his mouth to work his way further down my shaft. "Fuck," I moaned. "Swallow all of me, boyo," I grunted, lifting my hips off the bed. Colin placed his hand on my hips, trying to slow me. I resisted the urge to place both hands on the back of his head and force my oversized Italian cock down his throat. Instead, I reached out with my right hand to grab Paden's oversized teen cock. Despite the fact that my endowment overshadowed his, I was impressed by how much the boy had grown, and I wasn't entirely sure that he had stopped growing. Admittedly, he hadn't gotten any taller since the beginning of the year, but his dick had gotten longer. Would it continue? Part of me hoped so, because I saw a reflection of myself in him, but part of me did not like the idea of him surpassing me. I stroked the length of Paden's cock, sliding my hand up and down the shaft. I squeezed the base, causing the tip to swell. When I reached his cockhead, I ran my thumb across the tip and around the corona of his glans, causing him to groan and bend his knees. I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around his cockhead and jacked just the last few inches of his meat. Paden closed his eyes. "Oh God, Mr. A," he moaned, grabbing onto my shoulder. "You're going to make me cum again." I let go of him. Paden took several deep breaths and then opened his eyes to look at me. I smirked at him. Colin was now moving quickly up and down my shaft, alternating between sucking and stroking me. Paden moved behind Colin and lifted the teen's ass into the air. Dropping to his knees, Paden spread Colin's round ass cheeks and pressed his face between them. I sat up to watch Paden work on Colin's hole. Paden drew his tongue up and down the crack of Colin's ass, licking the boy from his taint to the small of his back. I continued to thrust my hips slightly against Colin's cock-filled mouth, encouraging him to go down further on my meat. I knew he could take all of me; he had before. I pulled his hand away from my cock and pushed my hips upwards. I kept a hand on the back of his head, but he didn't try to pull away. Instead, I felt the back of his throat relax and open; hot breath blew from his nose into my pubes, and I entered his esophagus. His gullet gripped my invading member tightly. I rubbed his throat, which was bulging with meat; my cock twitched. Paden was now working his tongue around Colin's hole, tracing the tight muscle with the tip of his tongue. With his fingertips, Paden gradually pulled against the muscle, coaxing it open. He formed his tongue into a dart and inserted it into Colin's hole. Colin whimpered. The vibrations from his throat traveled the length of my dick and sent a tingle through my body. I shuddered. Paden alternately used his tongue and fingers on Colin's sphincter, loosening and preparing his friend's ass for his cock. Finally, he pressed the helmet of his cock against Colin's hole and slowly filled the younger jock's ass. I felt Colin tense, and I pulled myself from his throat. I didn't want him to accidentally scrape or bite me while he adjusted to Paden's invasion. Colin clenched his teeth and buried his face in my crotch; with his right hand, he grabbed my cock tightly. I rubbed his head. "You can handle it, boyo," I growled. "You've done it before. Just relax." I felt his grip on my shaft relax. About half of Paden's 9-inches were inside Colin, and the jock stud had stopped to let his bottom adjust. Paden placed one hand on the small of Colin's back and began thrusting, barely withdrawing from Colin's sheath before driving his sword back inside. He reached under Colin and angled the boy's ass higher. He stood up with his knees bent, so that he was coming down into Colin's ass from above. He quickened his thrusts. Soon, Colin was moaning into my lap. I slapped my dick against Colin's face and pushed his head out of my crotch. He opened his mouth again and swallowed my cock, taking me into his throat. I tensed and lifted my ass off the bed. "Fuck yeah, feed on me," I encouraged him. Colin slurped hungrily on my prick. Paden drilled Colin's hole. I stood up and slipped under Colin so that we were in a 69 position. Paden stopped thrusting as I moved into position. I licked and kissed Colin's swollen glans before taking him into my mouth. Colin tensed and relaxed as I took his cockhead into my throat and massaged it. He opened his lips and took my dick into his mouth again. Paden started moving his hips, fucking Colin's ass, driving Colin's dick into my throat. I watched Paden's soccer jock nuts swing as he fucked his meat into his buddy's hole; Colin's balls were drawn tight against his body. I thrust my hips up towards Colin's face, urging him to take me deeper into his throat again. Paden's movements meant I had to do little work on Colin's cock except keep my mouth open and use my throat to milk him. Colin began to moan; his dick twitched inside my mouth. I reached between his legs and grabbed his balls, pressing my fingers against his prostate from the outside as Paden triggered it from the inside. Paden's balls slapped against my hand; he grunted. "I'm fucking a load right out of you, Colin," he said through clenched teeth. "Fuck yeah. Squeeze me." Colin pulled his mouth off of my cock and let out a loud yell. "Ahhh!" he moaned. And then Colin came. I gulped down his watery, teen cumwad. I released Colin's cock from my mouth and licked the last drops of cum from the tip. He was still completely hard. I moved out from under Colin, and Paden hammered him faster, pistoning Colin's hole. I stood in front of Colin and stroked my cock with both hands; he sucked and fondled my balls. I looked at Paden; his eyes were closed, and his head was tossed back. He grabbed Colin's hips and pulled the younger teen back onto his prick again and again. Rivulets of sweat streamed down Paden's chest, through the furrows made by his flexed abs, and into his dark pubes. He opened his eyes and saw me looking at him. He grinned. I reached across and fist-bumped him. "I'm close," he said through gritted teeth. I stroked my cock faster. "Shoot it, Paden," I encouraged. "Cum inside Colin." "Oh fuck," he grunted, and with a final thrust, he stopped moving. Colin moaned into my sac. I knew he was feeling Paden's thick teenage jism coat his insides. I pulled on my dick, focusing only on the head. "Shit," I said. "Here we go." The first wad of my load landed with a splat on Colin's forehead, the next rope dropped on top of his head in his hair. I pushed Colin's head back so that I could aim at his mouth. A powerful, thick stream of white cum blasted over Colin's tongue into the back of his throat. He choked and put his head down. My load flew over his shoulder. One or two ropes splashed on Paden's stomach before running down his cum gutters into his pubes. I dropped the rest of my jizz onto Colin's back and shoulder. "God damn," Paden said, rubbing my cum on his abs. "I always forget how amazing your cumshots are." Paden stepped back from Colin; his semihard cock hung over his teenage sac. "I forgot how thick they are," Colin said, coughing and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He sat back, so that he was kneeling next to Paden, who was standing. I laughed. "I've learned to love them, but it was kind of a problem when I was a teenager." Colin looked a little confused. "Just imagine you're lying in bed jerking off or sitting in a chair at your computer. When you cum, who knows where it goes? I always had to check the wall and the floor to make sure I cleaned up everything. Moms don't like to find their sons' dried cum on everything, even if they know the kid is jacking off all the time because he's 14-years-old." Paden and Colin laughed and nodded in agreement. "Anyway," I continued, "I tried to aim better, but finally resorted to using my hand as a kind of shield. I'd hold it right over my cock, and when I shot, the cum would ricochet off my hand and down onto my stomach." Paden added, "I bet that's what Todd does. He cums at least as much as you." "I think the fucker probably cums more than I did at your age," I laughed. Colin and I were both hard still, and Paden had been pulling on his cock as we talked. He was quickly returning to turgidity. "Hot," Colin said. "Wish I had known you back then." "Knowing me now isn't good enough?" I teased. Colin blushed. "I'm kidding. I know it's different with other teens. It's hot watching someone discover his sexuality, becoming a man, getting to know his body. I know from experience." I grinned. Colin wiped his forehead in mock relief. "Whew," he said and grinned. "Dodged that bullet." We laughed. "Speaking of bullets... Who's next?" Paden asked, waving his now hard cock at us. "I think you've had your turn," I said, waving mine back at him. "I think it's my turn," Colin said, standing up. He was several inches shorter than Paden, and his body had a thick, muscular look, which contrasted nicely with Paden's leaner muscularity. His straight, hard teenage cock trembled. I raised my eyebrows and walked up to him. "Oh yeah?" I said pressing my dick against his thigh. "Your turn for what?" He smiled back. "For Paden's ass." He reached behind his friend and grabbed his ass. Paden let out an exaggerated sigh. "I guess it's only fair." He turned and bent over the bed. "Let's do it," he said, waving his ass at us. "Go for it, Colin," I said and slapped his bubble butt. Colin dropped to his knees behind Paden and spread the older boy's smooth cheeks. I stood back, stroking my cock and watching my teenage lovers get ready to fuck. Paden pushed his ass back against Colin's face and tongue. "Fuck yeah," he murmured. "Get in there, bud." While eating Paden's ass, Colin reached between his friend's legs and stroked his 9-inch soccer cock. Paden groaned and bucked his hips, thrusting his cock through Colin's hand and taking Colin's tongue deep into his hole. I moved to the bed and sat down in front of Paden. Paden obediently opened his mouth and began to suck my rigid fuck pole. He worked his lips down my shaft, taking me into his throat. I grabbed the edge of the bed and leaned back, letting out a groan. Paden grabbed my thighs and held me to the bed as he bobbed his head up and down on my thick, long cock. Colin stood and pressed his cock to Paden's loosened, lubed hole. My dick was almost completely buried inside Paden's throat when Colin breached the 16-year-old's sphincter. I saw Paden briefly grow tense and then relax; I felt a sharp intake and gusty release of breath. Then, Paden resumed his tongue and throat work on my cock. Colin began fucking Paden with slow, lazy strokes of his dick. I stood with my hand on the back of Paden's head, making sure he didn't pull off of me as I moved. I began thrusting my hips and fucking my cock in and out of Paden's throat and mouth. Colin moved his hips faster, pounding his dick into Paden's tight ass again and again. Paden wiggled is ass back onto Colin's prick, encouraging the smaller boy to go harder and faster. "Oh fuck, Paden," Colin groaned, leaning across his buddy's back. He pressed his cheek against Paden's shoulder. I popped my cock from Paden's mouth and fed it to Colin. I moved back and forth between the boys' mouths. Spit and precum covered their cheeks, dripped from their chins, and clung to Paden's shoulder. I moved away from the bed and got behind Colin. I watched his muscular, slightly hairy ass flex as he fucked his teenage cock into Paden's hole. I got on my knees behind Colin; he slowed his fuck, so that he was barely pulling out of Paden's ass. I spread the globes of Colin's ass, sprinkled with dark hair, and buried my face between them. His ass was slick, and I could taste the mixture of his sweat and Paden's spit and cum. I moaned, working my tongue deeper into his hole. Colin's hole was still relaxed and wet from Paden's fuck, and I easily slipped two fingers inside of him. I prodded his prostate with my fingertips, causing his body to shudder. He flopped forward onto Paden and wrapped his arms around his friend's broad chest. I worked a third finger into Colin's rosebud, making sure he was opened wide enough and lubed enough for my fat prick. I stood up and rubbed my leaking, slick cock up and down crack of Colin's ass; Colin stopped thrusting. I pressed the broad helmet of my Italian fuckstick against his tight bud, coaxing it open. I popped through the strong muscle; Colin breathed in deeply. I slowly worked my deeper into his ass, angling my dick down towards his prostate. When I touched it, Colin gasped and, trembling, collapsed on top of Paden. I grabbed Colin's hips and pulled him back on my pole, but didn't move my own hips. Then, I pushed him forward, driving his cock back into Paden's ass. Soon, Colin picked up the rhythm. Neither Paden nor I moved; instead, when Colin thrust into Paden's ass, he pulled off of my cock, and when he pulled out of Paden, he slid his ass backwards onto my prong. I stood with my hands on my hips, watching Colin work his ass and hips, bringing pleasure to both Paden and me. He reached under Paden and stroked the larger jock's dick while we fucked. I wrapped my arms around Colin's chest and held him in place, halfway between Paden and me. Then, I grabbed Paden's hips and pulled his ass back onto Colin. As I did this, I pushed my hips forward, feeding my cock deeper into Colin's ass. Now, as Colin stood still, Paden and I did the work. Paden worked his ass back and forth on Colin's cock, arching his back to get the right angle, taking Colin balls-deep. Colin groaned. Now that I was doing the thrusting, I could control how deep I went into Colin's guts as well as the angle of my thrust. I worked my way all the way inside of my boy until my fat, cum-filled balls rested on his hairy, muscular ass cheeks. I fucked with short, fast thrusts, continuously rubbing my broad cock against Colin's prostate. I embraced him again, holding him close to me as I drilled his hole. Paden continued pushing his ass back onto Colin's jock meat, slowly rotating his hips, coaxing another load from his bud's balls. I pushed Colin forward, so that he was leaning over Paden's back; I reached over him and grabbed onto Paden's shoulders, thus holding the three of us tightly together. I pulled my hips back, easing a few inches of Italian meat out of Colin's ass; Colin did the same, barely pulling out of Paden's hole. With a powerful thrust of my hips, I drove my cock forward, back into Colin's ass, and forced Colin back inside of Paden. We developed a rhythm; when I pulled back, Colin did the same; then, when I pushed forward, the force of my thrust drove Colin back into Paden. The bed shook. Paden gripped the sheets with one hand; his other hand was busily squeezing and jacking his rigid prick. Colin was moaning unceasingly, overwhelmed by the fullness of my cock in his ass and the tight grip of Paden's ass on his own cock. "Abs, Abs," he grunted. "Abs. I'm gonna cum. Oh God, Paden, it's going in you." Colin's ass squeezed and trembled on my cock. His body shook. "Fuck yeah, Colin," Paden grunted. "Empty those jock nuts in me." He let out a low growl followed by a moan, and I knew Paden was emptying his own jock nuts onto the floor in front of his bed. I pulled all the way out of Colin's ass and then shoved my cock back in, long-dicking him with slow, deliberate thrusts. He squeezed his ass muscles around my cock, milking me, pulling me into him, trying to hold me in place. My body shook as my cum wad built at the base of my cock and worked its way up my thick urethral tube. "I'm going to add to Paden's babies, Colin," I groaned, and with a final balls-deep thrust, I dropped my nut in Colin's ass, painting his guts with my viscous Italian cream. I felt my load pooling around my cockhead. "Fuuuuck," I groaned from deep in my chest. The three of us were breathing hard. As our heart rates slowed and our breathing returned to normal, we separated. I eased my softening cock out of Colin's ass; some cum ran down his inner thighs. Colin moved away from Paden, whose well-fucked hole winked closed. Paden turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. "Damn," he said. "That was hot." I grinned. "It was awesome. How did you like being in the middle?" I asked Colin. Colin smiled broadly. "I loved it. It was like you were fucking both of us." "Maybe you should try it some time, Mr. A," Paden suggested. I laughed. "Don't count on it! I let you fuck me once. What more do you want?" "To fuck you twice!" I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Like I said, don't count on it, but who knows?" Just then, we heard the floor outside the room creak. We hadn't bothered to close the door, since we knew Paden's parents wouldn't be home. The three of us turned to the door. Paden walked over to it and looked around the corner. "Matt!" he said. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I heard Matt begin to stammer his answer. I joined Paden at the door. Paden's brother Matt was standing against the wall. He was wearing basketball shorts, and his erection was obvious. "Looks like he was enjoying the show," I said, gesturing at Matt's tent. "I guess so," Paden said. "Want a closer look, bro?" Paden and I stepped back so that Matt could come in the room. Matt looked at the three of us, naked and spent. "I didn't know you'd be home," he said. "I heard the noise, and thought it was you with your girl. I wasn't planning to watch, but when I saw the open door, I had to look in." "Not with my girl," Paden said, "but I guess you realized that while you were standing there. How long have you been watching?" Matt swallowed. "Just a few minutes." Then he looked at me. I could tell he had questions. He steeled himself and with false bravado asked, "What the hell is going on, anyway? Aren't you a teacher?" I nodded. "Yes, I am. Why?" "Why are you here?" he asked. "It's bad enough this is the second time I've found my bro fucking around with dudes, now I also find out one of them is a teacher." "I've got some bad news for you, Matty," Paden said. "This isn't just the second time I've fucked around with dudes, and Mr. A is here because he's been kind of a mentor to me. We're a lot alike." Matt looked at the two of us. Our soft cocks were rather large. Our bodies were similar, although I was more muscular and a little larger. The physical similarities were obvious. "Not just the cocks, dude," Paden said, shaking his head. "He's helped me a lot in a lot of ways." Colin came up between us. "Besides, it doesn't look like you had a problem with anything you saw," Colin said with a smirk. "Unless that tent is a lie." Matt blushed and made to cover his bulge with his hands. "Why so modest, Matty?" Paden asked. "We're all buck naked, and you don't see any of us trying to cover up. I've seen it before, bro, remember? I already know what you've got." "That's probably why he's so embarrassed, Paden," I said. "You think?" Paden asked, eyeing his brother. "Definitely. I have more of a bulge than that when my junk shrinks because of the cold water." I laughed. "Of course he's shy in front of us." Paden grinned. "Good point. Soft, you're probably bigger than he is when he's hard." "It's easy to find out," Colin said, stepping behind Matt and yanking down his shorts. Matt tried to grab his shorts, but Colin moved too quickly. Matt's short, hard cock sprang into view. Seeing it in person instead of on video, I was struck by how much smaller he was than his brother. He didn't have a "baby dick," but he was on the small side of average, just under 6". When I saw his dick, I also recalled what he had said to Paden and Colin when he had caught them before and how angry his behavior had made me. I was happy to join Paden in making fun of his brother. Besides, I seemed to recall Matt enjoying it in the video. I looked from Matt's cock to my own, which hung limply. "I think I'm bigger, but we should make sure." I stepped up to Matt, who tried to move back; he bumped into Colin, who grabbed his arms and held him in place. I lifted my flaccid cock and dropped the heavy slab on top of Matt's. His dick drooped. "What do you think, Matt?" I asked, bringing my face close to his. I slapped my soft cock against his. He nodded. "Yes," he said. "Yes what?" I asked. "Yes, you're bigger soft than I am hard." He swallowed. "And there's nothing wrong with that," I replied with a smile and clapped him on the shoulder. "Unless you're you," I added and stepped away. "Your turn, BP," I said. Paden approached his brother; Colin still held Matt in place. Paden placed his limp dick against his brother's; they were almost the same length. "Looks like you lose again, Matt," I said. "How's it feel to be smaller than your little - sorry, I mean YOUNGER - brother?" Matt blushed and looked away, but his cock stayed hard. I saw it twitch under Paden's now hardening meat. "I think he likes it," Paden said, slapping his dick against Matt's and then stepping away. Colin released Matt and joined Paden and me. We stood together pulling on our cocks. Colin was fully hard, and Paden and I were on our way there. With my left hand pressed against my pelvis at the base of my cock, I was pulling the length of my cock, stretching the soft tube and making it grow. Matt's eyes moved from one crotch to the other, watching us manipulate our cocks. Now completely hard, the three of us stood around Matt. His eyes locked on my dick; its solid, 9.5" length rose at a slight angle from my pubes, arcing up from my low hanging nut pouch. I stood with my hands on my hips and contracted my PC muscles, causing my cock to bounce and dance for Matt. Precum oozed from the tip and ran down the underside of my fuck stalk. "I think he likes you, Abs," Colin said. "I think he wants to touch it," Paden said. "Don't you, Matty?" I grabbed Matt's wrist and brought his hand to my dick. He tried to pull away, but I didn't let go. I placed his hand on the top of my dick and wrapped his fingers around the thick tube. "Oh fuck," Matt moaned. My cock swelled in his hand. "Your cock is so heavy, so big," he whispered. "Just like your bro's," I said. "Jealous?" Matt nodded and started stroking my dick. "Squeeze it tighter," I barked at him. "You're not going to break it." He tightened his grip. "There you go," I said. Colin and Paden were stroking each other while watching Matt jerk me. "You can use both hands, you know," Paden said. "I know you're used to using only two or three fingers on your own cock, but Mr. A has plenty shaft for both of your hands." Matt reached out with his other hand. "It'll be easier from your knees," I said, placing my hand on his shoulder. Matt knelt in front of me, my cock hanging over him. He placed both hands on my cock and stroked me, two-fisting my swollen schlong. A continuous stream of precum seeped from my piss slit, slicking Matt's hands and greasing my shaft. I started thrusting my hips, fucking my dick through Matt's fists. He squeezed his hands tighter, milking me. Paden and Colin stepped closer. I pulled my dick from Matt's fists and turned his head to the other boys. "Don't forget your bro and his friend," I said. Matt took a teen cock in each hand and stroked them. Paden and Colin stood side-by-side with their arms around each other's waists and their hips thrust forward. They looked at each other and grinned. Then they kissed. "God, Paden, do you have to do that?" Matt asked, stopping his movements. I stepped forward. "A guy with a dick in each hand shouldn't judge." I touched Colin's shoulder. He turned to me, and we kissed. Then, I moved to the other side and kissed Paden. Colin stepped to the side, so that Paden and I stood together in front of Matt. Matt looked at the two cocks now in his face, both several inches longer than his, both thicker than his, and one of them three years younger. Paden leaned down near his brother's face. "You've had more than Colin's tongue in your mouth, or don't you remember?" Paden whispered into Matt's ear. Whether Matt had a realization and acceptance of long dormant feelings or had been intoxicated by the smell of men, sex, and sweat that filled that room, it was impossible to say, but he turned and kissed Paden. Paden jerked back, surprised, and then covered his brother's mouth with his own. "Whoa," Colin said under his breath. "Holy shit," I exclaimed. I had been less surprised when Matt had sucked Paden's cock than I was now. Kissing was more intimate in my opinion; it went beyond the animalistic satisfaction of sexual urges. I heard a quiet moan come from Matt's throat, and then he suddenly broke the kiss and stood up, dashing out of the room. On the floor where he had knelt I saw a puddle of cum. Colin and I looked at Paden; he shrugged and said, "I guess he couldn't control himself." "I guess not," I said, "but now he's blue-balled us, getting us all worked up and then taking off." "I can take care of that for you, Abs," Colin said and dropped to his knees in front of me. He grabbed the base of my cock and took me into his mouth. I let out a small groan. Paden moved next to me, and I put my arm around his waist, pulling him close. I turned to him and kissed him. I slipped my tongue between his lips and over his teeth. He pushed his tongue against mine, sliding it into my mouth. Colin grabbed Paden's cock with his other hand and stroked the 9-inch teenager while he nursed on my leaking meat. Paden pressed his cock against Colin's cheek. Colin pulled off of me and began to use his mouth on Paden's swollen member. While Colin was blowing Paden, I stepped behind the soccer jock and went to me knees. I spread the jock's muscular ass cheeks and buried my face between them. I covered his tight brown hole with my mouth and slid my tongue inside him. I could taste lube, sweat, and Colin's cum. Paden whimpered and pushed his ass back against my face. I tongue fucked him, and with my tongue and fingers I gradually loosened his boy hole and made it ready for my fuck prong. I stood and slipped my cock between Paden's ass cheeks, pressing the tip of my dick against his hole. I started to push into him; Paden tensed. "Wait," he said breathlessly. "On your back." I lay down on my back and raised my cock into the air. Facing me, Paden squatted and lowered himself down onto my fat rod. His hole gradually opened, and my wide cockhead breached the muscle and was lodged inside of him. He groaned and clenched his teeth. I watched his legs and abs tense as he held himself over me, trying not to slide too quickly down my shaft. Colin got down between my legs and began licking my egg-sized balls. He sucked each fat nut into his mouth and pulled gently on the sac. "Fuck, Abs," he said. "I forgot how amazing it is to see you stretching a hole." He leaned forward and licked the base of my shaft up to Paden's stretched hole. I held on to Paden's hips and started thrusting my own hips up, inserting my cock deeper into Paden's guts. Soon, I had buried my dick balls-deep inside of him; his ballsac drooped into my pubes. He leaned back slightly, positioning himself for my curved cock to stab his prostate better. Impaled on my shaft, he began to ride me, slowly moving his body back and forth, barely rising off of me. Colin came around and knelt over my chest. He leaned forward, and I raised my head and took his dick between my lips. While Paden bounced on my dick, I sucked Colin, taking his hard, straight shaft as deep as I could in the awkward position. He bucked his hips, pushing his cockhead against the roof of my mouth and sliding it to the back of my throat. Paden leaned forward, raising himself slightly higher on my dick. Lifting my hips, I pushed my dick back into him. I drove my prick in and out of his hole with short, quick stabs. Colin stood and turned around, offering his hard cock to Paden. As I drilled Paden's ass, he swallowed Colin's cock to the hilt. I watched Colin's muscular ass flex as he thrust his hips against Paden's face. The hair on his ass was slick and matted with spit, cum, and lube. Paden stroked his cock as he sucked Colin and received my meat, occasionally slapping his jock tube against my abs. Colin's legs began to shake. A quiet, continuous moan escaped his throat. "Uuunnhh," he groaned; he stood still, and I knew he was feeding Paden his teen cream. "Whew," Colin said, pulling his softening cock from Paden's mouth and moving to the side. Paden brought his body down to mine. His 9-inch teencock was pressed against the center line of my abs. He opened his mouth to show me Colin's load. I raised my head and kissed him. With our tongues sliding in and out of each other's mouth, we shared Colin's cum. Still kissing, I wrapped my arms around Paden and again pushed my cock into his hole. Our bodies were pressed tightly together, muscle to muscle, and his dick throbbed against my ripped stomach, rubbing the ridges of my abdominals as I filled his body with my bull cock. "Fuuuuck," he grunted, pulling away from our kiss, and pressed his lips to my shoulder, biting down. His cock pulsed and released its teenage load onto my stomach and chest. My own load had been building, but I had held off from shooting until I had brought Paden to orgasm. Now, as I felt his sperm wad swimming on my stomach, I plunged into him one last time and emptied my balls inside his ass. My cock throbbed and twitched as each thick rope of jism traveled up my fuck tube and rocketed out the tip, repeatedly coating his guts. When my cock finished pumping its load, I let go of Paden. He gingerly slid off my softening, but still thick cock. Some of my cum trailed out of Paden's ass, over his taint and sac, and onto my stomach. My limp dick flopped onto my upper thigh. Sitting up, I looked around at Paden and Colin. For the first time that afternoon, we were all completely flaccid. I grinned at them. They smiled back. "That was fun," I said. "Wow." Colin nodded and said, "Just the three of us this time. I liked it." "A good start to the last weekend of summer," Paden said. "Just a start, huh?" I asked. "There's an end of summer party tonight," Paden said, "and then tomorrow it's guys' night at Todd's house." "Guys' night?" Paden nodded. "Yep. Just a bunch of us hanging out. It's the first one we've done in a while, so we'll see what happens." "The last time, it turned into a circle jerk, as I recall," Colin said with a grin. "Maybe we'll go further this time. Really depends on who's there." "Yep," Paden agreed. "Could be fun." "Sounds like fun," I said. "You should come," Colin offered eagerly. I shook my head. "Not a good idea. I gotta start weaning myself from you guys, remember? And that includes just hanging out. I'm only here because you're leaving." "I know," Colin said and sighed. "Well I should get going," I said. "I have dinner with Jennifer tonight. I hope there's something left in these tanks for her." I grabbed my balls. "From what I've seen," Paden said, "there's enough for the entire soccer team. Twice. I think you're good." I laughed. "Maybe I'll test that theory one day." I winked at him. I got dressed, but Paden and Colin did not. I figured they were going to hit the shower and possibly the pool again before heading to that night's party. Before walking out the door, I asked Colin, "When do you leave town?" "Monday morning," Colin answered. "Alright," I said, choking up a little. "Make sure you say bye before you go. Come by school." I hugged him tightly and planted a kiss on his lips. He nodded. "See you in class Monday, Paden," I said and headed out to my car. ******************* Please e-mail me (alessandro.bendotato@gmail.com) and let me know what you thought about this -- it is a big turn-on for me to hear from fans (especially the sort of fan that Mr. A himself is a fan of). Feedback is always welcome (and necessary to keep it good!). If you didn't like it, well, don't bother telling me that unless you have something constructive to say. Check out my non-Mr. A stories entitled "Italian Soccer Coach" in the adult-youth section and "Soccer Jocks Alex and Austin" in the highschool section. They're several years old, but they garnered a good response in their day.