Date: Fri, 14 Jun 2019 01:57:24 +0000
From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com
Subject: My Boy the Slut part 5

			      My Boy the Slut
				    by
			   Jesse Penfield Gibson


DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction.  It is set during a recent Pride in Key
West.  The locations are real but the people and situations are not.  Any
similarity is coincidental

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						FIVE


	The boys partied downstairs at Bourbon Street until after midnight.
Camreon and PJ begged off before Sam was done but I dragged him back to bed
around 2 only for him to go back downstairs until after 4.  He woke me when
he came in.  I was a bit cross about it but he snuggled up next to me and
all was right with the world.  When he first came into my life, he was
restless and energetic, which I put down to boyhood.  Of course, I should
have known because he was prepubescent and hypersexual.  But then after
puberty, it became clear that he was manic sometimes.  Off the chain.  Most
of the time he can control it, merely being on all the time, the life of
the party, talkative and friendly.  He was a genuine extrovert.  With that
he has a very healthy sex drive,. more than I do actually.  Then other
times he really is off the chain and takes sexuality to all new heights.
Since he insists that he is happy the way he is, I have learned to live
with it and benefit from it.  After all, you have to admire the quality of
my sex life, all thinks to Sam.

	The plan is to go to Island House for the pool party, back here to
New Orleans House for the street fair and the Stoli Key West Chalenge
before the Purgatory fetish party at 10:00.  That was back at our home
base.  I had to kick Sam awake and he insisted on going jogging despite the
humid tropical heat bexuase he felt fat and bloated, which he isn't.  He's
a lean, mean, fucking machine.  I had all ready worked out so I sat on the
grand balcony watching the scene below, drinking some coffee and eating
some yogurt.  The city maintanenace crews came and dumped the trash bins in
the center of the street, overloaded with blue aluminum cans that look like
bottles, which are the tell tale signo of Bud Light, so that the big
vaccuum machine can come along and suck them up.  I guesss they have street
parties down to a science here.

	Island House is about a 15 minute walk from the center of action
but it is it's own center of action.  All male, clothing optional, and sex
postitve, it's a magnet for gay men on the prowl.  Sam and I shared the
last locker they had and went back to the locker area behind the front desk
and stripped off.  Sam vacillates between preferring nudity and wanting to
be dressed in sexy things that highlight his many alluring features. Today,
he wants to be naked and I am sure he will attract attention.  The place
was packed, the bar crowded, the sun deck full and the pool filled.  I go
for drinks while Sam finds a place in the pool for us.  I bring a pair of
margaritas and see Sam wedged in at the corner of the pool by the steps,
underneath the tropical foliage.  There's a wedge of peole there that he
has gathered up.  I se that he has found Daniel and Aaron from the other
night.  They are joined by a very twinky boy, short with a faux mohawk and
brillant green eyes. I stride into the water, and the pool is packed with
naked and seminaked men shoehorned in together standing int he cool water
talking.

	I greet Daniel, the Asian cutie with a dick bigger than the
stereotype and his bae, Aaron, a latin hiottie, each with a kiss.

	"You been having fun?"

	"Yeah, Sam says you two have to" Aaron says

	I smile.  "Yeah. Life's a party"

	"This is Paeker" Sam says, pushing the twinky boy forward a little.
"And Eddie.  Eddie is my one true love but we both love cute boys"

	Parker turns half way and splashes Sam slightly.  "You keep your
hands off my ass"

	Sam is slightly behind hem and gets him a bear hug, his hands below
the water level. "This better?"

	"You're a hot Daddy, Eddie, with a hot son" Parker said.

	"We are definitley going to have to party" Daniel says

	Sam laughs. "Oh definitely. "

	Parker is a kid newly arrived to Key West from New York and there
was something about a diving thing or marine science at the local community
college. I wasn't clear about it, not that it mattered.  He seemed more
into partying than studying and he didn't look very old and I had passing
thought that he was not even as old as Sam but dismissed it because he had
to be at least 18 to get into here I figured. Of course, Sam had a fake ID.
The kid had a flat belly and underdeveloped chest and was pure twink and I
was definitely interested.

	"You holding Eddie?" Aaron asked

	Sam snickered.  "Eddie is always holding.  Eddie is the pied piper
of fucked up"

	He had grown up around drugs, his worthless fucking mother being a
tweaker.  I don't know what direction he would have gone if things had been
different because Sam knows no fear when it comes to drugs. At first, he
would let me get high and lecture me about the evils of drugs. Then around
the age of 12, he wanted to smoke pot.  And tried alcohol, settling quickly
on fruity rum drinks as his favorit, Then molly and acid. I think my love
of hallucinogens influenced him and he turned out loving acid rather than
meth or heroin or fentanyl.  Anyway, he's always been the life of the party
and that means he parties.  I do too, of course, so I don't sit in
judgement.

	The problem was where.  I had some trainwreck in my bag in the
locker but we had to have a place to do it.  Sam swore we would work it
out.  Daddy followed by 4 twinks, all of us naked, trooped past the front
desk, the guys working it giving the meat a glance, back to the lockers to
get some smoke.  I decided we could duck into the dry sauna just around the
corner and get baked.  It was hot enough it would be empty and it was.  We
passed it around and every body got a lung ful.  Sam and I did a second hit
but the other three were stoned quick.  As it was, it was too hot to stay
there.  I went back to the lockers to put it back and when I retuned Sam
smiled.

	"This place has a play room, right?"

	I had heard that it did but I didn't know where.  There was a
staircase leading up from the indoor jacuzzi, the one with the mural
painted like a Greek vase with satyrs dancing.  We headed up.  At the top
of the stairs, on my right, were safe sex posters on the wall.

	'Let's try here" I said.

	Opening the door, I knew it was. The hallway was painted vermillion
and there was the ubiquitous red lighting and house music playing.  A
hallway, not long, and there were men.  Around the corner and there was a
room beuond some plastic slats, padded benches and monitors playing porn on
the walls, and a fuck bench in the center of the room.  And more men. In
the hallway, they were standing and in the room they were playing.  Around
the corner again, a trio of men were going at it in the corner wedged
against the wall and a small cubby.  That space was tight indeed and at the
end and man bent over a bench in an alcove, a monitor playing porn at the
far end, getting fucked while tow others waiting their turn.  The space was
taken up with three booth for gloryholes.  I pushed through the thick
plastic slats into the first and my quartet of twinks followed.

	We were packed in, the five of us but we were naked and horny and
high and the lighting was dim and the whole thing surreal, like a dream.  I
am in the middle and there are four naked twinks surrounding me, their
bodies smashed together. hard dicks pressed up against my body.  I am
kissing one and then another, Daniel and Sam and Aaron and Parker, one
after another as they kiss each otherr, as he all touch and rub the others.

	"Parker needs to be the bukkake boy" Sam says.

	Well, yes he does.  He looks like the junior member of our party
and it's not like Sam hasn't been on his knees surrounded by shooting
dicks, covering him in cream before.  It's Parker's time now. We pile out
fo the glory hole booth and take a step or two into the video lounge itself
through some thick plastic slats there too.  The room is pretty full but we
find a bit of space in the far counter.  Parker kneels on the lower bench
crossways while Aaron and Daniel sit on the upper bench, hard and waiting.
Sam is sprawled out next to the wall on the same bench as Parker and I sm
standing.  He gobbles up my dick first, as the brown boys jack themselves
watching me get serviced by this cute boy.  He went after my dick with
enthusiasm.  He wanted it.  When he came off, he went to Sam and I stroked
me, his saliva as my lube, as my boy lover got blown.  Then he went for
Aaron and Daniel's.  Round and round, from mine to Sam's to Aaron and
Daniel's.

	Some men gathered around, to watch and stroke and hope to join in.
Sam let one, a silver fox built tight and hard, come in for a dick sucking.
He motioned for him to join in nnd the Silver Fox stood next to me.  Parker
took him deep and the man sighed.  A couple of others stood by, jacking and
jealous but not leaving.

	I knew I didn't want to come just then and I motioned at Sam toward
the door.  Sam smiled and shrugged.  He made a play at ignoring me, even as
I stepped away.  Parker kept at it, stroking himself as he sucked one dick
after the other.  He leaned over and kissed the Silver Fox.  But then he
put and end to it.

	"At Purgatory" Sam said to Parker/ "We're going to do you on the
upper sun deck"

	It was a long time until 10 o'clock.  We wandered the street fair
and Sam made friends wherever he went, chatting up one or the other.  We
did some shopping, looking in art galleries and the like.

	I brought assless chaps and a black jock.  and Doc Martens's. Sam
had on black lycra compression pants that fully outline and showed off his
unit and a mesh leather shirt with a studded throat choker.  We were
dressed for the part.  It is a fetish party after all.  We were dressed
when Sam got a call and headed out to let Aaron and Daniel and Parker
in. That trio headed up the staircase from street level to the Grand
Balcony but Sam got another call and went to let in Cameron and PJ.  Now I
am the Daddy to 6 twinky boys.

	"Ah, you have to dress.  That's part of the fun" Sam said.  "Okay.
Go in your underwear if nothing else"

	Calvin and Deisel and 2 (X) Ist and Andrew Christain and the like.
Five of the six.  All of them lean and flat bellied.  Young and
hung. Cute. Sam was satisfied, even more animated than usual.  I knew it
would be a wild night. Even though the party was there in the garden bar
area of the Bourbon Street Pub, we had to go to ground level and around
back to the side entrance.  It was suppoed to be a male only event, just as
the garden bar area was supposed to be male only, but there were women
there.  Eveyone I saw was dressed in fetish gear but I think that women put
a damper on male sexuality.  And I love male sexuality.

	"Pussy" Sam said, with obvious distaste. He's never fucked a girl
and has said that he never will.

	I plunge in and get drinks for the crew.  Typically, the
arrangements for alcohol are inadequate and it's a jostle to get served.  I
get simple rum and cokes for everyone, all in thin plastic cups and force
my way back through the crowd.  Less than half are dressed, and I will
admit the lesbians generally have outdone themselves in leather and latex,
but many of the men are hot as fuck, looking all Tom of Finland.  I find my
twinks all in a wad except for Sam who is chatting up a man about 30, body
builder size and look with a shaved head, dressed in leather pants.  Hr
cups Sam's bulge with his hand.  I distribute the drinks to the boys but
make a point of handing Sam his.

	"Your boy toy, Daddy?"

	Sam laughs.  "He's my man toy. I fuck him until he squeels"

	"I like twinks with their heels in the air"

	Sam shrugged. "Too bad.  Tonight I'm pitching not catching"

	I'm not jealous where Sam is concerned.  He can fuck whoever he
wants.  I don't expect or even want monogamy.  But I do know that Sam can
take care of himself.  He is definite about what he wants and how and is
not afraid to demand satisfaction.  He blew the guy off and I am proud of
that.  A little later, Sam sees the Silver Fox from earlier. With a broad
grin and a wave, Sam plunges into the crowd around the pool, with the
waterfall on the end, after the man.  After a hug and kiss, he brings him
back to me.

	"You picked up a couple" he said

	"Yeah.  I don't turn away boy flesh"

	I had my ass slapped some and some compliments and a bit of
chatting up.  One drink turned into two and then three. It was nearing
midnight and everybody's a little lit when Sam suggests that we go up to
the sundeck.  Up the wooden stairs to the next level, me and the Silver Fox
and a half dozen boys.  Up there, the Silver Fox pointed to the stairccase
up to the top level and we trooped up there, going the far side on the
other side of the cupola.

	"You're still the bukkake boy" Sam said, gnetly pushing Parker
down.

	The boys in the underwear and Sam in lycra were quickly undressed
but me and the Silver Fox were a bit slowr and by the time we had our cocks
liberated, Parker was spit shining brown dick.  I kissed my beautiful
ginger boy, Cameron. and the sweet twink PJ wanted some that too.  Sam went
for the Silver Fox. Parker, though, made his way around, going for any dick
he could.  He sucked on mine, wet and warm, as I kissed and pawed at the
two fine boys I could reach.

	The Silver Fox slapped Parker in the face with his fat cock and the
boy took it.  With that, we descended on him like locusts, all around,
slapping him with our cocks, stroking them to stay hard, waiting for our
lick or suck.  Sam, I could tell, was in heaven. He loved sex more than
anything and the dirtier and nastier it was the better.  Outside, in the
night air, on top of building overlooking a party of hundreds of people was
a turn on for me but it had be driving Sam crazy.  Another lick and suck. I
reach over and stroke PJ now on one side and Aaron in the other, giving way
when Parker came back.

	"Who wants to get fucked?"  Sam asked.

	"Me" Parker said.

	There were some people watching, including one woman.  The men were
rubbing their crotches but stayed back.  I knew I would protect the boy.
It would be us and no more but we would wear that ass out.  He leaned over
one of the chaise lounges and Sam got behind him and impaled his sweet
little ass doggy style as I pushed PJ over to spit roast him.

	:"Fucking hot" Silver Fox said,.

	I nodded.  "Yeah"

	Of course, we are not cumming in his ass.  That's not the point of
bukkake.  He is going to be covered from the head down in cream when the
time comes.  Sam and then Cameron and then the Silver Fox all took their
turn, fucking hm but pulling out before they came.  They stroked themselves
as I took my turn.  Sam fucked his face while I took his ass.  He's tight.
He's young and he's a pig bottom but he's just starting his journey
sexually.  He'll remember this night though.  I held on to his hips as my
groun smashed into his ass cheeks, his mouth stuffed with Sam's sweet cock.
Boys around stroked their hard dicks while I grunted, driving myself into
him. There was a crowd.  I liked having an audience.  It was a turn on.

	Don't blow in his ass.

	Cameron was the first to shoot, stroking his tool furiously and
aiming for Parker's sweet young face.  Then Aaron was too far gone, pulling
out of his ass and running up to th efront to cream on his shoulder.

	'In a circle" Sam said.

	Parker knelt and we got around him.  We stroked out ourselves and
Parker waitind mouth open and tongue out, wanting a load.  Daniel called
out and Parker turned that way, unloading on the boy;s face.  PJ followed,
hitting him mostly in the hair.  Then Sam coated his face.

	With that I couldn't hold it anymore I stroked hard and the Silver
Fox and I unloaded big fat loads almost simultaneously.

	"Too cool" Sam said.

	Parker just smiled.