Pacific Rim Job, a story by Josh Terrence

mb/oral/anal/rimming

Author's note: This story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between teenage boys, preteen boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Part Two – Simon's Back Door Opens for Everyone

When I left Grandpa Joey's room, my rear end was ablaze with orgasmic energy. All of it was generated from the friction between his 10 inch man cock and the moist lining of my satisfied bottom. My considerate lover had just treated me to three anal orgasms in a row, then he finished me off with a thick, luscious mouthful of spunk that I swallowed with a greedy smile. Before I left his room, I looked in the mirror and smiled at the reflection of my gaping, winking pucker while I drew in the unmistakable aroma of gay sex.

I practically pranced down the hall to my own hotel room, letting my thoroughly serviced bottom swing as gayly as I could the whole way. In the front of my cutoffs, my wiener was soft as a marshmallow and less than an inch long. Midway through my trek, I let loose with a deep, contented sigh that anyone else in the hallway could have heard. Luckily I was all alone.

I used my key card to get back into the room, then the sound of the TV carried into my ears and I knew my mom was back from the pool.

“Simon, where have you been?” my mom called out as I came through the door. She was drying her hair with a towel in the mirror when she set her eyes on me and sighed. Then, just as the powerful stink of anal intercourse rolled into her nose, she exclaimed, “Oh honey, already?”

Realizing that I was caught red handed, I just shrugged and nodded my confession.

“I met a special friend,” I told her, then I walked to my bed, letting my rear end sash.

“Honey, this is supposed to be our vacation,” she reminded me, so I looked up at her and sighed.

“It is my vacation, mommy,” I countered, then I looked over my shoulder at my well serviced bubble butt. With a taunting smile, I added, “I got a special massage.”

“That's more than I need to know,” she said with a roll of her eyes, and I nodded in agreement with her. “You were wearing your swim trunks earlier, Simon. What happened to those?”

“I saw a cute boy at the pool, so I took them off so I could wear my lucky shorts instead,” I told her, then I climbed onto the bed spread and laid back with a deep sigh of contentment. “Then I went out and got lucky.”

Taking a deep breath, she shut her eyes for a moment, then she opened them and gave me an understanding smile.

“Sweetie I want you to go take a shower and get dressed in something nice,” she said in a quiet voice. “We're going to dinner and I want you to dress like a little gentleman.”

“Okay mommy,” I said, getting up and unbuttoning my shorts. I quickly folded them in two and laid them on the bed with a grin.

“While we're at dinner I want you to behave, Simon,” she told me. “No flirting. Do you understand me?”

“Okay,” I agreed in a small voice, then I went to the dresser for a pair of pants.

“Not so fast mister,” she said with a knowing look. Giving me a sniff, she said, “You need a shower, Simon.”

Sticking my tongue out at her, I made a loud fart noise and went to the bathroom to take a shower like she told me. While I was waiting for the water to get hot, I looked over the shoulder and spotted a mirror on the door and the reflection of my well serviced bottom. Wanting to get a good look, I pried my butt cheeks apart and took stock of my constantly gaping pooper, which was moist with cum and ass juice. I loved how loose it was, and as I used my fingers to toy with the lining of my wide opened anal ring, I felt a strong tingle grip my body and moaned like a whore.

Just then, my mom popped her head in the bathroom and saw me eyeing my loose pucker. When I spotted her in the doorway, I turned to give her a better look and she shook her head with a frustrated sigh.

“Honey, get in the shower,” she told me while I stood there with my ass cheeks spread and my slutty entrance on full display. Giving her a taunting smile, I let my ass cheeks close and did what I was told.

When I got out of the shower, I was still in a slutty mood, and she could tell right away so she sat on the bed and patted the spot next to her.

“Simon, I know you're in a very sexy mood, but I want you to behave yourself during dinner,” she said, and I looked up at her with questioning eyes.

“What if I see a really cute boy and he thinks I'm cute, too?” I asked, and she smiled warmly.

“Then you'll act like a well behaved boy,” she answered, rubbing my back with one hand while she tousled my damp hair with her other hand.

“What if we want to make out with each other?” I countered.

“Well, then you'll mind your manners at the dinner table,” she said, then she picked up the brush from the bed and ran it through my hair.

“What if I meet a cute older guy?” I asked with a naughty smile, and she shook her head.

“Then you'll do nothing because you're 12, not 22,” she said. “I hope you aren't still meeting men, Simon.”

With that, I gave her a challenging smile while she met my gaze with a knowing expression.

“Is that better, sugar?” Grandpa Joey asked me with a tender inflection, and I nodded back at him with a helpless moan. “You needed a nice rooting this evening, didn't you buddy?”

“Yes!” I panted, feeling his cock tear across my prostate over and over again while his strong hands held my shoulders tight.

“You're very tight, kiddo,” he complimented me. “It's almost as if Grandpa Joey didn't service your rear end earlier.”

With that, I let go of a long, shameless moan as a punishing anal orgasm took hold of my body. Between my legs, my boy boner was rock hard, twitching and throbbing violently while my climaxing boy pussy clamped down over and over again around my lover's long, thick pole.

Earlier in the evening, I was sitting at the table with my mom, texting my talented new top. I let him know that I was eating dinner with my mom, and that I was trying to be on my best behavior. Then he started sending me flirty messages and I couldn't help myself. I instantly upped the ante, daring him to come to the hotel restaurant and service my bottom. Ten minutes later, we made eye contact and I told my mom that I was having a tummy ache.

“I have to go to the bathroom,” I told her, holding my tummy like I was having gas pains.

“Do you need me to take you up to the room?” she asked with a look of concern, but I shook my head no.

Feigning another gas pain, I looked up at her and whimpered, “I have to go poop. I won't make it in time if I try to go back to our room.”

With that, I got up and hurried to the bathroom. It was a single occupancy restroom, but even if it wasn't I think I would have found a way to hook up with my stud. Anxious for him to plow my bottom and loosen my hole up, I dropped my pants as soon as he locked the door. We knew we needed to make it quick, so without wasting any time, he tongued my easy access cum sleeve, getting it nice and slick with his saliva while he unbuttoned his slacks. When his cock sprang free, it found its way up my ass and the rest was academic.

With my fannie now seeded, I buttoned up and spent a few luscious minutes with my lips wrapped around his talented pleasure stick. I slipped out of the bathroom first and made it back to the table just in time for our food to come out.

“Do you feel better sweetie?” she asked, and I nodded with a satisfied sigh.

“I feel a lot better now, mom,” I assured her, picking my fork up so I could dig into my chicken strips.

On Tuesday morning, my mom and I were downstairs at the breakfast buffet when a cute 30 something with brown bangs caught my eye. I was still half asleep when my mom dragged me downstairs to breakfast, so I stayed in the jammies that I wore to bed and came down with her. By the time we made it to the first floor, I'd come around and wiped the sleep out of my eyes. I could see him checking me out, and I wondered if it was because of the way my plump rear end filled out the powder blue jammie bottoms I had on.

Either was, his flirting had me feeling incredibly turned on, so I flirted with him right in front of my mom. Turning on my charm, I looked down at the My Little Pony print on my jammie top, then I smiled seductively up at him while I licked my lips. When he smiled at me, I lisped sissily for him.

“Hi, what's your name?” I asked with a dainty inflection in my already suggestive tone while my mom was trying to get me to tell her what to put on my plate.

“Good morning buddy,” he said with a cautious tone, mainly because my mom was with me. “It's Steve. What's your name, kiddo?”

Still using my lisp, I told him, “My name's Simon.”

“It's nice to meet you, buddy,” Steve answered, then I made my move.

“It's nice to meet you too,” I told him, letting loose with a soft moan. “You have such a sexy name.”

“Stop it, Simon,” my mom admonished me, but I continued to flirt with him by looking over at his table and giving his crotch blatant stares anytime he stood up.

At some point, I got up to get myself another glass of apple juice, and while my mom wasn't watching he slipped me his cell phone number.

An hour later, I was in my lucky shorts and on my way to see him with my rear end switching the whole way. I couldn't believe my luck when he texted me his room number and I discovered that not only was it on the same floor as mine, but that it was right across the hall from Grandpa Joey's room. He snuck me into his room and got undressed while I strutted around his room with my shorts riding up my ass. But maid service was making their rounds, so he hung the Do Not Disturb sign on the door and we got down to business.

As soon as he whipped his mighty cock out, my mouth started to water and I knew I needed to suck it right away. Without asking what he was in the mood for, I hastily slipped my mouth over the end and took its generous length with one greedy swallow. I found myself blowing him frantically, unable to get his nice, thick pole down my throat enough times in a row to tamp down my desire.

While I was indulging in his full 9 ½ inches, he was using his fingertips to scrub my scalp, making me crazy with lust. His massive balls were bouncing off of my chin with force while saliva poured down his length. At the same time, his plush pubic mane was smashing into both of my nostrils over and over again. The steamy musk that was rolling off of his balls was almost enough to turn a boy slut like me into a faithful lover. The flat of my tongue was being treated to every vein that lined the underside of his juicy stalk, driving me to suck harder. I swore right then and there that if I could just stay where I was and never have to spit this cock out, I could die a contented gay boy.

Then he blew his load for me. I spent a slow afterglow washing the thick, warm offering around in my mouth, savoring the flavor while my little boner sizzled in my shorts. When I finally sat back and swallowed the generous offering, my boy pussy started to ache for Grandpa Joey's pole.

As soon as Grandpa Joey let me in and closed the door, I ripped his boxer briefs down and made sweet love to his low hanging nut sack with my mouth. He was already rock hard, and I knew that if I dropped my lucky shorts I could bend over and have my boy pussy filled, fucked and seeded right away. But my passion was driving me to worship his warm nut sack, so I spent an extended amount of time on my knees licking and sucking balls for my talented top.

Still letting my desire lead the way, I found myself crawling between his legs, where his sweaty, succulent taint was mine for the licking. I loved running my tongue all over the tangy treat, then I licked the well between his thighs and his balls while I drew in a deep whiff of his back door. Knowing exactly what I needed next, I used my small hands to open his butt cheeks while he parted his feet to give me room to operate. As soon as I pried his crevice open, a strong but intoxicating pheromone filled my nose and began dancing around my head. In a moment of sheer need, I slid my tongue in his crack and found his tasty pooper, then I ate it deeply. I was in a trance in no time, running my tongue back and forth across his smelly pucker while I moaned with depravity. Several minutes later, fatigue got the best of me and I had to abandon my naughty act.

When I crawled out from between his legs, I raised my still denim clad bubble butt up like a dog and rolled it around with a horny moan. Then, with anal penetration on my mind, I unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall off of my hips while I crawled to the bed. When I climbed in on my hands and knees, they were bunched around my ankles and I was only wearing a pair of tidy whities that were hugging my bottom.

Luckily for me, Grandpa Joey was right behind me, crawling onto the bed and burying his nose in my underwear clad bottom. I could smell my own desire, rolling off of my pucker and permeating my briefs. I knew he could smell it too, because he took a deep, seemingly never ending whiff while I ground my bottom back into his face. Without taking his nose out of my crack, he began licking my rose bud through my underwear, taking firm laps over and over again while I moaned with unchecked pleasure.

Out of nowhere, I felt him peel my briefs down, even as he was eating my ass through their seat. When they were out of the way, he smashed his mug back into my crevice and used his talented tongue to eat me deep. It felt like time was standing still while he took continuous laps of my burning hole, getting it hot and bothered for my final reward. He pulled off for a few seconds, just long enough to give my rosebud a nice, firm rubdown, then he plunged back in and ate my ass until a powerful boygasm exploded inside of me.

As soon as he pulled his tongue away, I collapsed on the bed with a dreamy smile on my face. I was about to look over my shoulder and say something when I felt his strong hands pulling me back up by the hips. Realizing that my boy pussy was about to be serviced with a hot dick, I moaned like the little whore that I am and watched over my shoulder as he inserted it.

When he was buried all the way up my ass, I took the initiative and began working my hips to facilitate my lay. He watched me with an amused smile for about a minute, then he reached out and rubbed my back.

“Let me do it, sugar,” he encouraged me, and with a hot, needy moan, I obeyed my man and let him take control. As soon as he started to thrust, I sighed with relief and moaned like a sissy, prompting him to ask, “Is Grandpa making it better?”

“Yes Grandpa, you're making it all better,” I lisped, then my feminine moans rang out unabated for several more minutes. Halfway through our fuck, I felt my boy pussy melt down and enjoyed a red hot anal orgasm. As I came down from that peak, I realized that I was moaning even more sissily than before. A few minutes later, Grandpa Joey made me orgasm anally all over again, then he pulled out of my ass and I practically fell over onto my side. When I saw his massive prick throbbing and on the verge of his own explosive climax, I opened wide and prepared to take a mouthful of spunk.

Much to my delight, just as I was about to slip my mouth over the end, his trophy exploded and I was treated to a full facial, then I trapped the head in my mouth and the rest was deposited in my watering mouth. Wanting to show my appreciation to my lover for blowing his spunk all over my smiling face, I made a naughty show of scraping his seed off of my face and licking it from my fingers. Realizing that we were delaying the maid, I kissed my silver daddy goodbye and got dressed, then I went down to the pool so I could lay in a chair and bask in the afterglow.

Coming next, Simon leaves the back door wide open in the 3^rd and final part of Pacific Rim Job

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