Date: Tue, 20 Jun 2006 09:25:29 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Real Garage Mechanic part 5

THIS IS A GAY FANTASY. IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ IT FOR ANY REASON
PLEASE LEAVE NOW. THE CHARACTERS AND EVENTS ARE FICTICIOUS. THE SEX WILL BE
UNPROTECTED. PLEASE PRACTISE SAFE SEX.
I knew it was pointless to protest, I just sighed deeply as I prepared myself
for whatever was cumming next, and in reality I was looking forward to them
abusing my boy's body some more. Two older guys using me as a sex object and
talking dirty to me was becoming a real turn on for me. Frank leaned to the
floor and straightened up, in his hand was another dildo, it was called a
butt-plug I learned later. It was slightly thicker than the one still up my bum, but
maybe an inch and a half shorter, it narrowed just above the base. I guessed
that once it was pushed all the way inside my boy-chute my sphincter would close
around the narrow bit and hold it inside me. Steve withdrew his cock with a
loud, wet squelch, at the same time Frank withdrew the dildo. He didn't give my
hole much time to close, he just rammed the butt-plug home causing the breath
to leave my aching body as it breached my closing sphincter. After a couple
of minutes my sphincter had fully closed around the dildo, holding it securely
inside my boy-chute
"Ready cum-slut?" Frank growled.
"Yes Sir." I just managed to answer wearily.
Frank touched something on the base of the butt-plug and I stiffened as the
butt-plug started to vibrate inside me, causing my soft cock to twitch and
begin to stiffen yet again. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my young
body and when Steve came around and presented me with his half hard cock and
gave the command for me to clean it I eagerly gobbled it down, savouring all the
flavours. Then Steve leaned over my abused body and began to play with my
little nipples, pinching and squeezing them as they stiffened;  then he took my
hardening cock into his mouth and down his throat. My cock stiffened
immediately, and oozed precum down his throat. When Frank started to suck and chew on my
balls my body came back to life and I wriggled and squirmed as they worked on
my hot, sweaty young body. I hadn't realised it, but in my lust I'd
swallowed Steve's cock down my throat so I began swallowing around it until it
responded by stiffening slightly.
I felt Frank's rough hand's on my arse cheeks and he started to knead them,
then slap them occasionally. I was loving it, the way the two of them had
complete control over my tender young  body, the incredible sensations they were
giving me along with the dildo, which was vibrating against my prostate. I was
sweating profusely and my skin had flushed red, my breathing was ragged and my
heart was hammering. Although I'd cum four times in fairly rapid succession I
could feel another load of boycum building up in my balls.
"Right you little cum-slut see how long you can last when I turn the
butt-plug up to maximum." Frank growled, and slapped my arse cheeks, hard.
When Frank speeded the butt-plug up I nearly shot off the table as even
stronger vibrations seemed to wrack my whole body causing it to tremble violently.
Steve pulled back until my knob was in his mouth and Frank started to
rhythmically squeeze my aching balls. Then it happened, my back arched off the table
like a bow and my cock literally exploded in Steve's mouth and he noisily began
swallowing my hot boycum. Frank started inch long strokes with the dildo
pushing it back in every time my sphincter tightened as I shot again and again.
Although it was my fifth cum I shot about eight times, but I don't think I shot
any boycum for the last two or three spasms.
I sank back onto the table totally spent and I was relieved when Steve eased
his three-quarters hard cock from my aching mouth allowing me to get my breath
more easily. Frank switched the butt-plug off and gently pulled it from my
abused boy-hole. My hole felt tender, raw, but I was already missing having
something up it. Frank eased my legs off the pole and laid them down over the edge
of the table, then looked up at me.
"Are you O.K. Paul?"
I looked up at him from hooded-eyes and managed to croak out a whispered
reply.
"Yes Sir, but I'm exhausted."
"Good, now lets get you cleaned up."
Frank scooped me up with his strong hairy arms and carried me to the
bathroom. I clung to his firm hairy body and as he walked I could feel mancum
trickling from my well used boy-hole. Frank placed me under the shower and Steve
joined us, supporting my sagging body as Frank adjusted the water. They both washed
my cum-caked body and when I was clean Frank gave me an enema, after
liberally coating my boy-hole with Vaseline, and tenderly inserting the shower rod
inside me. The rod made my boy-hole burn slightly as it passed my sphincter which
had almost fully closed by now. When  the water ran clear from my boy-hole
they dried me off and after applying some soothing ointment to my boy-hole Frank
carried me into a kitchen come diner, sitting me at the table in a well
padded armchair. I sank back and closed my eyes again drifting into a sort of half
sleep. Then I smelled a delicious aroma and opened my eyes just as Steve
placed a bowl of soup in front of me.
"Eat that up Paul, it's not too hot and there's a plate of rolls if you want
some."
I realised that I was starving and wolfed the thick beef broth down along
with a couple of rolls. I didn't protest when Steve brought a saucepan over and
topped up my bowl. While I was eating Frank reminded me that neither of them
would be available tomorrow, but that they'd expect to see me at the usual time
on Thursday, I was so exhausted I felt like I needed a day of rest. When I'd
finished I drank a whole glass of Coke which Steve had placed by the rolls.
Then I looked at Frank and Steve, they were both still naked, their flaccid cocks
dangling down their legs.
Frank was stood by the fridge drinking a can of larger and watching me. Steve
was at the sink and he kept glancing over at me too, whenever he looked at me
I could see the naked lust in his eyes. Steve had cum three times, but as he
finished what he was doing, he turned and leaned back against the sink and I
saw that his cock was stiffening and his bright red knob glistened when he
spread his emerging precum over it with his thumb. Though I felt exhausted my cock
had a life of its own and it stiffened to its full four and a bit inches
under Steve's lustful gaze. I glanced in Frank's direction, he was slowly tossing
his thick, veiny cock back to full erection. Exhausted or not I reasoned, if
I wasn't going to get any sex tomorrow I wanted some more today. So I stood up
and away from the table, pulling my foreskin back just as a pearl of precum
appeared at my cock slit, so that they could see that I was ready to go again.
"Do you really want some more sex Paul?" Frank asked. "If you're really up
to it we're happy to have another session. It should keep us all satisfied
until Thursday."
"Yes please Sir." I almost purred. "And please talk dirty to me, it really
turns me on."
They looked at each other, and Frank said "Two?" Steve nodded and licked his
lips and turned and leered at me before shouting.
"Right cum-slut, follow us."
And we all trooped back into the sex room, Steve first, pulling me along by
my stiff little-boy cock, and Frank behind me, fondling my arse cheeks. From
the look on Steve's face as he passed me to lead the way I wondered what I'd
let myself in for this time. Frank stopped fondling my arse cheeks as we went
through the bathroom and got some things from a cupboard. Steve led me to the
table turned around and began to snog me, I responded and our tongues were soon
fighting each other for supremacy. As my arse cheeks were pulled apart by Frank
's strong calloused hands I felt something warm and moist run across my arse
crack, his tongue of course. Then he veed it and pushed it into my boy-hole
with ease. He wriggled it about a bit tickling me and I giggled into Steve's
mouth.
After a couple of minutes Frank withdrew his tongue and I felt a well greased
finger being pushed into my chute; he was very gentle so I only felt the
slightest discomfort. Steve and I were still snogging and playing with each others
stiff nipples, I was leaking precum and so was Steve, his throbbing cock was
trapped against my body and I could feel his precum on my belly. Frank eased
another well greased finger into my boy-hole, liberally coating my insides with
Vaseline, then he withdrew his fingers and smeared a load all over my arse
crack. He smacked my bum.
"Right you dirty little cum-pig, now you're going to get it."
Steve released me and Frank lay down on the table on his back with his legs
dangling over the sides. Steve fetched a long low bench and placed it so that
Frank could rest his feet, which Frank did after stretching his legs apart.
Then Frank grabbed hold of his thick veiny cock and held it upright.
"Cum on cum-pig, get up on the table, face away from me, and sit on my big
fat cock so that it goes all the way up your little-boy pussy."
I was excited now and eagerly scrambled onto the table and straddled Frank's
body. With a little help from Steve I was soon squatting over Frank and his
knob was resting against my boy-hole. I steadied my breathing and tried to
relax, then I started to sit down on his cock. I gasped as his knob broke through
my sphincter, but I persevered and in no time Frank's abundant pubes were
scratching my hairless arse cheeks and his big thick cock was throbbing deep inside
me. It seemed as if his cock was further up my boy-chute than ever before, it
felt really good and my little cock twitched. I sat still for several seconds
getting used to it, and when I was comfortable I raised up about an inch and
then sank back down on it. When I did that Frank moved a little further onto
the table and growled out:
"Right cum-slut Steve's going to help you to manoeuvre your body around
until you're lying flat along my body with my big thick cock still up your tight
little-boy pussy."
When we'd finished Frank put his strong arms around my tiny chest and held me
tight. I was now stretched out along his body and I could feel his heart
beating beneath my body. They must have done this many times before because,
without speaking, Steve reached down and straightened up with a butt-plug in his
hands, which he greased. It was longer and thicker than the last one I'd had up
my boy-chute and my eyes widened in fear at the thought of having to take that
along with Frank's big thick cock. I needn't have worried because Steve
placed it against Frank's manhole and firmly pushed it home as Frank grunted and
groaned. When it was in place Steve turned it on and as Frank broke into a
sweat while continually moaning and I could feel his thick, veiny cock vibrating
inside my hot, moist little-boy chute.
Then Steve reached down again and came up with another butt-plug, it looked
like the last one I'd had in my boy-hole. He just spit on it and lifted a leg
and forced it firmly up his own manhole, only emitting a single grunt as it
broke past his sphincter, and a look of sheer pleasure washed over his face.
Moving forwards he pushed my legs back, and pressing against the backs of my
thighs with one arm, he positioned his jerking, precum leaking 6 inch cock on top
of the exposed last bit of Frank's throbbing cock, up against my boy-hole. I
caught on, I was going to have TWO cocks fucking my abused boy-hole. Steve's
voice was low and menacing as he spoke.
"OK you dirty little cum-slut, you asked for it, and now you're going to get
it!"
Steve pushed his knob against my pucker and I tried to relax, but it took
several minutes for his bulbous red knob to break past my sphincter and I cried
out with pain. Steve snarled.
"Shut up you little cum-slut and take the rest of my cock."
Now his knob was past my sphincter he let go of his cock and held my legs
back and further apart. He leaned steadily into me and slowly the whole of his
shaft was fed into my hot, slimy boy-chute until his 6 inch cock could go no
further. Steve reached back for a second and switched his butt-plug on and I had
the incredibly full sensation of having 2 men's cocks buried inside me, which
were throbbing away in time to the vibrating butt-plugs. Steve snarled one
more.
"Right you dirty little cum-slut here it cums. I'm going to fuck your sweet
little-boy's bum until you cum again."
He started to fuck me with short, sharp 2 inch strokes which got faster and
faster, if Frank wouldn't have been holding me tight Steve would have fucked me
off the table, his cock was really pounding into my boy-hole. The 2 inch
strokes became 3 inch strokes pounding even harder against my prostate, and my
cock, which had softened slightly while Steve was trying to breach my sphincter,
soon was rigid and pointing at the ceiling. I don't know if it grew a bit more
than usual, but my foreskin peeled back on its own uncovering my precum
leaking cock-slit. Frank was moaning and groaning under me and even though he held m
e tightly I began to slide up and down on his sweaty, hairy body as Steve
continued his hard fucking. I was moaning and groaning too, but Steve was just
grunting every time he rammed his cock home.
I felt my sixth cum of the day building up in my balls, but it was Frank who
came first. I felt his cock swell, he sort of shuddered, bit down on my
shoulder and I felt rope after rope of hot, thick mancum coating the insides of my
boy-chute. This set Steve off, he threw his head back, screamed
"Yessssss! Take my cum you dirty little slut."
And with short inch long jabs his cock spewed his cum all over my insides. I
was so turned on it was no surprise to me when boycum started to shoot from my
untouched, quivering little cock, covering my chest, Frank's arms, my belly
and finally trickling down my shaft.
I think I sort of fainted for a few seconds, when I came around Frank and
Steve had switched off their butt-plugs. Steve pulled his softening cock out of
my well used boy-hole, causing me to wince slightly as it broke past my
battered sphincter. I just lay along Frank's body while his cock softened inside my
slimy, hot boy-chute.