Date: Mon, 5 Mar 2007 21:08:26 -0800 (PST) From: tag michaels Subject: Ricky's Initiation This story is a work of total fiction. It doesn't have anything to do with anyone I know personally. It does describe sex acts between minors as well as minors and non minors. If this if offensive to you then you should leave now. For those of you who choose to stay, I hope you N-joi the story. Hugs Tag_m "So, Ricky, I understand that you exposed yourself to my children." This was just after the 4th of July. I was fucked. The little shits had ratted me out and they'd sworn on their mother's grave that they wouldn't tell a soul. "And you let them touch you." Boy was I fucked. I tried to look contrite, solemn, apologetic. I wasn't feeling any of those things but I was scared shitless. I remembered the adorably cute seven year old twins as they begged me to show them my thingy and when I finally relented, the excitement they'd shown at seeing my big hard cock. When they had asked to touch it I nodded my head then my entire body was flooded with the feelings as all four of their little hands as they fondled my seven and a half inch cock and played with my balls. I'd been in seventh heaven but then what almost fifteen year old boy wouldn't have been. Robbi and Bobbi were golden children. Platinum blonde hair, deep blue eyes with long lashes, smooth flawless skin and cute enough to be in television, they were also sweet kids and seemingly innocent in their curiosity. I'd sat for them a half dozen times, usually on a Friday night when their father had business to attend to. Or so I was told. Some business alright. "And you let them masturbate you to orgasm." Well I wouldn't exactly call it masturbation. I think they got in maybe three strokes before I shot out all over hell. Even I was amazed at the amount of cum I made, jet after jet flying out of my cock in ropey strands. It was one hell of an orgasm. I was so hotted up by it that I jacked off again after I put them to bed, holding little Robbi's recently discarded underwear against my nose and mouth for added stimulation. "Yessir," I responded, trying not to look up into Jeff's eyes. Jeff Tichner was the twins' father, a single parent. A very handsome man in his late twenties, he was a very successful mortgage broker. He had seen me in the park where I took some other kids I had been sitting. We had talked a few times and he'd commented on how good I seemed to be with children. He saw me again after a swim class I helped teach, the twins having been students. "Well Ricky what do you propose we do about this situation? Legally I should contact the police. What do you suppose might be the outcome of that?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, jail for one thing," he said with a tone of seriousness in his voice, `no contact with children for another which means no more swimming classes and probably sex offender treatment which means about a year in another lockdown facility after time in children's jail. They don't take kindly to sex offenders in jail, even children's jail. And you carry a sex offender tag the rest of your life." Now I was really getting scared. Jail, lock up, therapy, my poor parents. Fuck, my dick really got me into trouble this time. I'd had plenty of experiences with kids before. A lot of it was just looking but there was some touchy feely stuff too. I'd sucked on boy's cocks before and even licked a little girl's smooth pussy. I had even got to watch once when two eight year old boys fucked one of the boy's ten year old sisters, the little girl seeming to have actually instigated the whole thing. She'd wanted me to try and fuck her as well and the two boys were all for that. But I was way too scared to try it, thinking that my big cock might hurt her or worse, I could get her pregnant, not realizing that was impossible. I did let them play with my cock and balls and all three sucked on my cock and of course they jacked me off twice before that afternoon was out. Mostly though, I'd gotten to see plenty of kids stuff. I was an assistant swim instructor as well as a baby sitter so I saw plenty of boys in the changing rooms. Often though, when I was babysitting I had to take them to the bathroom, especially in the parks, and when it was a boy I'd often pretend that I had to pee too so would drag my own cock out for the boy to look over, and they always did. I also gave plenty of them their baths and more than once that entailed drying them off and getting them dressed. I was always amazed at how provocative they could be and maybe that's what really got me interested in them. Don't get me wrong, I jacked off using older boys and girls as fantasy's or even pictures on the internet of men and women but somehow it was preteen's that really got me hot and horny. "I don't know sir," I said in response to Jeff's question. "I'm really sorry I don't know even know how it happened it won't ever happen again I promise and I'll do anything you want if you don't tell on me." Tears finally began to flow, not that I was trying to hold them back by any means. Jeff stood and came to where I was sitting on the sofa and patted me on the back. "Okay," he said soothingly, "don't cry, perhaps we can work this out somehow." I nodded my head. Jeff was quiet for a good three minutes then he spoke again. "You seem like an honest and trustworthy boy Ricky." I nodded my head. "And you feel like you're willing to do anything if I don't call the police?" I nodded my head again, a young fly walking right into the spider's den. "Okay, well, if you're willing to do anything I tell you, and I mean anything except big crimes of course, and you're willing to do it without questioning me, perhaps we can come to an arrangement." "Yessir, I am. Anything. I won't question you." "Okay Ricky. Stand up, right here," he said pointing to a spot in front of where he was sitting. I did what he asked. "Take your jeans down Ricky," he commanded in a soft voice. I looked at him with a questioning look and he only nodded his head toward my waist. I unsnapped and unzipped my jeans then pushed them down to my knees and stood before him in my jockey's. "Take your shirt off Ricky." I did as he told me and stood there while he just looked me over as though appraising the bulge in my briefs. Jeff finally reached out and pulled my underwear down. "My, you are a healthy boy, no wonder the twins were interested," he said. He reached out and cupped my balls, gently squeezing them, while his other hand held my softened cock. Needless to say it didn't stay soft very long but stretched out to greet its handler. My mind was in a bit of a haze but it didn't take a whole lot of brains to figure out that I was no longer in trouble; in fact, quite the opposite. Jeff leaned forward and licked at my swollen cock head then put it in his mouth and sucked me. I thought I was going to faint. I'd had kids suck me before but they couldn't hold a candle to what the handsome man was doing at that moment. If he kept it up for very long I was going to cum in his mouth. I suspected that wouldn't have bothered him in the least. But he didn't go that far. Jeff stood up and while looking me in the eyes he undid his Dockers and shoved them to his knees like mine were. I looked down to see a magnificent hard cock, larger than mine, and thick thatch of dark brown hair and a set of heavy balls. "Go ahead Ricky, suck me." I dropped to my knees and took hold of the thick meat and put my mouth over the head and licked off the small amount of precum that had leaked out. I tried to take more of him into my mouth but he was too big and I was too inexperienced. I'd never sucked anything bigger than a twelve year old boy's cock. I stroked his flesh as I suckled him and above me, Jeff was moaning softly. Jeff finally took over the movement on his cock and put his other hand on my head and gently held me in place. I figured out what was coming and resigned myself to it, although resigned wasn't the appropriate word since I was more than happy to have the man cum in my mouth. And he did, in at least seven squirts. I swallowed his sperm as fast as I could and only a small amount managed to leak out the side of my mouth. As soon as he was finished cumming he pulled me to my feet and immediately went to his knees. Just as I had done to him, Jeff sucked and stroked me. His other hand squeezed on my butt, his fingers trailing up and down in my crack, before coming around to the front and playing with my balls. It didn't take long before I came, blasting my hot young sperm into his mouth. As soon as I finished most of my sperming he stood and planted his lips on mine and the second I opened up for him he flooded my mouth with my own cum! We held the kiss long enough for me to swallow then he broke it off. "Do we have an understanding Ricky?" he asked, more of a statement than a question. I nodded my head. "Yessir, I think we do." He informed me that he didn't want me playing with the twins and said he would give them the same instructions. Yes, if they needed a bath while I was sitting them then that was okay but no touching them or them touching me. When he asked if I understood I nodded my head. "Oh, and Ricky. Under no circumstances are you to question them about their telling me about what happened between you and them, nor are you to mention anything about what happened tonight with you and me. Do you understand?" When I nodded my head that I did, he'd said good because other wise he'd be very angry. At home later I reflected on the evening's events and wondered where it was going to go. I wondered if Jeff was going to want to fuck me or have me fuck him. I was more than happy with either of those scenarios. Like any other boy my age I'd been dying to plant my hard young cock into something tight and warm. Of course that segued into wondering what it was like having something planted up my own tight little ass. To that end I'd experimented with various long round objects and in the process had found a spot inside there that created fireworks in my brain when I rubbed across it. I reflected on Jeff's kissing me, the first kiss that I'd ever had by someone other than a family member, and the subsequent mouthful of my own sperm that I'd gotten. Both actions had been pretty hot feeling. Jeff's blow job had been incredible and by the time my brain got to that memory my cock was pushing against my clothing. I rolled off my bed and stood before the full length mirror behind my bedroom door. I gave a hard appraisal of what stood before me as I slowly undressed, starting with my jeans. I rubbed at the front of my white cotton brief's bulging from my fully inflated cock. The boy before me was a slender but not skinny five foot seven inches tall. Brown hair, wavy almost to a point of curling and about ear lobe length adorned the head. The face below the hair was nicely shaped, smooth as a billiard balls and dominated by large doe sized blue eyes. I was cute, actually really cute, and had been told so by many a girl since I was old enough to remember and I was objective enough to give what I thought was an honest opinion. I had been blessed with perfectly straight white teeth and full lips, small ears that pressed close to my head and a nose that was, well, a nose. Wasn't skinny or fat or bobbed at the end, it was just a nice nose. I peeled my t-shirt off and looked at my body. Because both of my parents had been on high school and college swim teams and collegiate champions, I'd been swimming since I was old enough to walk. Both parents did yoga as adults, my mother was an instructor, and so I too had been doing yoga for years. As a result I had a well developed torso, all the creases and lines highlighting my chest and abs. My belly was flat, tight, and dropped into a very noticeable V that sloped gently into the waistband of my underwear where my boyhood pride and joy was waiting, straining at the fabric that kept it contained. I pressed my hand against the tube of flesh that was outlined in the cloth. I let my hand move down and cup the pouch of my balls then gently squeeze there before slowly removing my underwear and allowing the big boy out to breath. Once the cloth was removed I stood and admired all that made me boy, my cock standing hard and proud before me. I'd learned early on that most swimmers shaved their pubes because of the skimpy Speedos we wore so while my patch of hairs were fairly thick it was trimmed down to a five by three inch nest at the base of my cock. I'd also shaved my balls, loving how the large eggs felt inside the smooth bag. I looked at them then, hanging low, one farther down that the other, and wondered about the sperms that were being readied to leave their home and venture out into the cold world. I turned at looked over my shoulder at my butt, firm globes that almost begged to be felt on. I'd been told by more girls than I can count that I had a terrific butt. I had to agree. I wasn't bragging to myself when I had those thoughts. Again, I'd seen enough naked bodies to know that mine was way above average, always worth a second look. I never mentioned my thoughts out loud however, and never agreed with anyone who heaped praises on me for how I looked. I reached down and felt myself as I turned back to face the mirror. I put both hands on my cock and slowly stroked the thick meat, watching my smooth balls rise and fall with the motion. Precum was leaking out of my slit so I moved one hand down to the base of my cock, wrapping my fingers around my balls while the other hand went to my swollen cock head and gripped it then twisted, spreading nature's lubricant all over the soft satiny surface and causing me to gasp from the feelings. God I loved jacking off, loved my hands as they did all kinds of things to my adolescent genitals and I loved to cum. I'd heard other boys talking about cumming and how good it felt but I couldn't imagine that their orgasms were as incredible as mine seemed to be. I'd had half assed invitations to jack off with other boys but had always managed to blow it off. I don't know why that was, it just was. I would eventually find out what I had been missing. I pulled my arm chair over in front of the mirror and sat down, my legs splayed wide open, balls hanging almost to the fabric but still far enough up that I could see the beginning of my butt crack. Of course when I stroked upward on my cock my balls followed suit and I saw even more crack. I watched the boy in the mirror as he slowly stroked his cock and my brain ran though some memories of being with younger boys. The first time that I'd touched a nine year old boy's stiff little "dickie" as he called it. I loved how the four inch boner felt in my fingers and how the boy had moaned as I stroked him. I'd been twelve and just starting puberty. My own rock hard cock had only been about five inches long at the time and I could practically count the few hairs that were beginning to sprout on my pubic bone. I thought back to the first time I'd sucked a boy's cock, the seven year old cutie thrusting his little hips so that he fucked my mouth. Then he sucked on me and boy was that ever the most incredible thing that I'd ever felt. And then my mind went to the kids fucking and I felt my cock throb in my hand at the memory. I had kind of caught them one afternoon in the park. I used to hang around hoping to catch some action of some kind or another and had seen the trio playing together. The girl was wearing a sun dress and I noticed that the boys seemed pretty interested in looking up underneath it. If I wasn't mistaken the girl was encouraging it. When they wandered off into some bushes I followed them. I knew where they were headed; a small little glen with soft mossy grass that was pretty much hidden from view. I knew where it was because I'd been in there with a couple of different boys and I also knew a different way in that what the kids had used. I'd watched them go through the "I'll show you mine" game and waited until the boys had their pants and underwear off and the girl was lying on her back with the dress pulled up to her chest. I managed to get into the little hideaway unnoticed as the boys were down between her legs giving her bald little pussy a thorough inspection. Of course there were some tears until I convinced them that I was cool and if I could play with them then I'd keep their secret. They agreed and at my suggestion we all met up in my back yard and in the large playhouse that had been there in an huge old Oak tree when my parents and I move in. Up there we all stripped off and of course all three kids were totally enamored with my larger cock, by then reaching almost seven inches on my skinny thirteen year old body. They took turns sucking my cock and me sucking theirs as well as licking on the little girl's pussy. I let them jack me off then I suggested that the girl let the boys fuck her. Of course that was after all three of us licked ourselves sick on her cunt and she was so hot she was almost in tears. I showed the first boy how to do it and I swear the boy almost fainted when he stuck his hard little cock in his sister's cunt. He fucked her for all he was worth while the other boy and I watched and played with each other's cocks. The boy that fucked her first got all crazy and shaking and stuff and it was then I learned that little boy's can cum they just can't make sperms. I quietly lamented all that I'd missed. The second little boy fucked her and he too came and then she wanted me to fuck her. I got down between her pulled back legs and the sight of my swollen cock head next to her tiny cunt hole just plain made me nervous. Instead of putting my cock in her I rubbed it up and down on her pussy which caused her to moan and groan too. She loved it when I ran my cock head across her little clit thing and then I got all hot and came, spraying my sperm all over her bald little pussy. I felt myself getting close and focused on the cock in the mirror and then I was there, my dick thickening in my hand then sperm blasting out onto my belly and leaving globs of white goo everywhere. Fuck I loved cumming. A couple of days later I was in the locker room after swim class. The lead instructor was in the offices doing paperwork and hanging out for an adult class that would begin in an hour. Part of my job was to check the locker room before leaving to make sure no kids, clothes, or personal items had been left behind. I often hung out in the changing room after a class to watch the boys get undressed and shower. Being an instructor it was no big deal for me to be there and I often took the time to stop and encourage a boy here and there or otherwise interact with them. It was tough sometimes not to get a boner seeing all those cute young boys in all their nakedness and since I wore a Speedo there was no way to hide it. There was always a boy or two who got hard but amazingly enough no one ever teased them about it. Little boys all could get hard over nothing so it was like everyone sort of had an understanding about that male reaction. So I was checking the locker room and toward the back came across Jason Nolan, an adorably cute eleven year old boy who I thought might have been making overtures toward me over the past month. Of course, that I had sort of encouraged him certainly helped. The boy was sitting quietly on the bench as if waiting for me and stood up when I approached. A compact boy under five feet tall, Jason had a mop of pitch black hair that was currently rather wild from swimming and drying, uncombed that way. It didn't detract at all from his beauty. His olive toned skin still glistened slightly from water drops that had not yet dried. He smiled when I approached him, large dark eyes with plenty of lashes, and pearly white teeth dominating his smooth, well formed face. "Hey Ricky," he said as he stood. I glanced over his smooth tight little body and if I wasn't mistaken the boy seemed to have boner underneath his swim suit. "What's up Jason," I asked as I walked up to him. "Oh nothing. Well, kind of. I wanted to ask you a question." I nodded my head. "Okay, what is it?" He sort of hemmed and hawed and danced around a little bit, his hands fumbling at the front of his swim suit. He was so, so cute. "Well, I don't know, uummm, it's kind of embarrassing but. okay, why does it do that?" With that he tugged the front of his swim suit down to reveal a very hard, four to five inch brown skinned cock. The skin on the slightly lighter colored head looked as tight as a sun ripened cherry, the marble sized balls actually hanging in their smooth hairless sac. "You mean get hard?" I asked, my own cock beginning to stir inside my tight fitting red Speedos. He nodded his head, not making any move to cover himself up. "So often I mean. It seems like it does it a lot and for no reason, especially in here, in the locker room." I tried to explain that as boys got a little older than happened a lot and when they became teenagers it was even worse. "Or better," I said with a chuckle, "if you know what I mean." His smile indicated that he knew exactly what I meant, although not fully of course unless he'd already learned how to jack off. "Do you get hard a lot too Ricky?" he asked, looking at the front of my rapidly filling swim wear. "It looks like you might be right now," he added softly. Indeed I was and I nodded my head. "Can I see it Ricky, can I see your.penis. I seemed to give that some thought and the boy added that he promised he'd never tell anyone. By then he was playing himself, rubbing his hand against his stiff little dick. I nodded my head and pulled my Speedos down under my balls. The boy's eyes opened up to the size of saucers. "Jeez Ricky it's huge," he said quietly. "Hey, yours is pretty big for a boy your age too I think Jason." The boy was practically drooling as he stared at my big thick cock and I knew what he was thinking. "Go ahead Jason, you can touch it if you want to," I said stepping closer to the boy. The cute young thing reached out and took hold of my stiffened cock and squeezed gently up and down the length before cupping my smooth shaven balls. Fuck I loved having my stuff felt up especially by a kid as cute as Jason. After he finally let go he asked if I wanted to touch his. Truth was I wanted to do a lot more than touch but didn't want to push the boy. I told him I did then had him stand on the bench that he'd been sitting on which of course places his boyhood charms practically at face level. I got in close and took hold of throbbing pecker with my thumb and forefinger and felt him up. I leaned in to look closely at him as well as to maybe bet a scent of his boy smells, a fragrance that really turned me on a lot. I got a bit of a surprise. "Wow Jason, you have some hairs starting to grow on your cock," I told him. Indeed I could see the beginnings of four or five tiny black sprouts right at the base of cock. Jason was totally amazed and of course wanted to look so I held his dick down while he bent over as far as he could. "Cool," the boy said with obvious pride. Let's face it; getting hairs on your cock was about the greatest thing a young boy looked forward to. I asked him if he was making sperm but he didn't know what I was talking about so I asked if he ever jacked off and the boy was ignorant of that as well. I slid my fingers up and down on his rampant little penis explaining that was what I was talking about. He shook his head saying that he'd never done that before. I really wanted to continue with the boy, to jack him off and see if he was making sperm yet but doing it in the locker room at the community pool was not the safest place to do that. "Look Jason," I said, "I really want to show you some stuff, I mean, that is if you want me to, but we can't do it here. Its too dangerous." The boy nodded his cute little head. "We can go to my house," he said and when I asked him what a good time would be he said, "right now." I didn't need a second invitation. My Speedos were pretty much dry by then so I just peeled them off and took a quick shower, quick because I didn't want another instructor or someone to walk in and see my hard young cock stickin out a mile. It wasn't as though all of us instructors hadn't seen a boy with a hard on before, it happened all the time, but seeing another instructor in that state, well, might raise some questions. So Jason and I both did a quick cursory wet down to clear off the chlorine, dried, dressed and were out front in record time. I had a BMX bike with foot pegs on the back so Jason got on behind me, wrapping his arms around my neck to hold on and off we sped to his house. He didn't live far, about fourteen block and we were there in little more than ten minutes. I'd been lucky enough to go soft cause otherwise the ride would have been very uncomfortable. Jason on the other had not and about half way there he leaned down and said, "My dick is still way hard Ricky, it won't go soft." I laughed and said that we could fix that problem. At Jason's we dropped my bike in the back yard and went inside. Down a hallway almost to the end was his room. "No one will be here for at least an hour Ricky so we have plenty of time," he said, dropping his back pack and immediately unbuttoning his jeans. I followed suit, as it were, and in a minute we were both fully naked, Jason's hard little cock at full stand and mine getting there quickly. "Let's go lay on my bed Ricky," the boy said and headed for the twin bed in the corner. He lay down and I followed suit. "What kind of stuff did you want to show me Ricky?" he asked as he fondled and playing with his stiff dick. "Have you ever had your cock sucked on?" I asked him and he shook his head. "Wanna try it?" and he nodded his head even more vigorously. I slid down on the bed until I was close to where I needed to be. Jason spread his legs out allowing his balls to hang free in their wrinkled sac. I took hold of his cock and stroked it a few times. "It's called jacking off or beating off when you do this Jason," I told him and he allowed as how it felt pretty good but why would you do that. "Well cuz that's what makes your sperms come out of your balls," I told him and of course he had questions about that so I gave him the short version of the story, the very short version before leaning my head down and putting my mouth over the swollen little cock head and closing my mouth. The boy moaned out loud as the feelings ripped through his compact little body. I cupped his balls and played with them as I sucked him, bobbing my head up and down, my tongue licking all over his cock head while I did it. Jason started thrusting his hips up a little bit, instinct taking over his virginal young body. "Oh gosh Ricky it's starting to tickle," he groaned out. I knew the boy was ready to cum of course so took my mouth away and started jacking him off. "It's spose to tickle Jason, that means you're getting ready to cum. I don't think you're ready to make any sperms yet but you're gonna love the feelings. He nodded his head, his breathing becoming very rapid as I picked up the pace, his little balls bouncing around as I stroked his cock. "Oh gosh it tickles so much, oh gosh, oh, oh, oh," he almost screamed out. The little boy was having his first orgasm. I felt his cock thicken between my fingers and his body started shaking like mad then low and behold a tiny little drop of liquid plopped out of his cock head and landed on his pubic bone. "Wow Jason, you made some sperms," I told him as I continued to jack his little cock. I was hoping for more, knew there wouldn't be any, but kept up anyhow knowing the intense feeling the boy would have just by keeping up what I was doing for a little bit. His body finally relaxed and I let go and moved up along side of him. Jason got up on one elbow and looked down to see the evidence of his sperming, a single drop of clear watery liquid. He put his finger in it, like any boy would do, then rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger. "It's sticky," he observed then of course he sniffed it and touched it gently with the tip of his tongue. "Doesn't smell or taste like anything," he said. I told him that it would in time and that it would be mostly a white color and that he'd make a lot more of it. "Do you make a lot of it Ricky? Is it white and sticky too?" he asked. I nodded my head. and of course he wanted to see it. I lay back and took hold of my cock and slowly loved but Jason wanted to be involved so I just relaxed and let the little boy do what he wanted. He sat next to me and proceeded to stroke me, the play with my heavy smooth balls and generally touch and squeeze everything, all the while commenting on how big I was, how hard I was, or similar words of praise and wonderment. He wanted to know about the precum leaking out of my slit and of course he had to touch and taste it. "Can I try to suck on your cock Ricky?" he asked, as though he ever needed permission. I told him he could so he turned sideways and leaned across my belly, taking hold of me and putting his mouth against the swollen head of my cock. He seemed to be testing the area with his lips, pushing his soft flesh against mine and then I felt the warmth of his mouth as it enveloped my cock head. I loved having my cock sucked although it hadn't happened all that much in my young life but having it sucked by a boy who was so cute seemed to help matters along. Since he was in position, I reached over Jason's waist and took hold of his still hard cock and played with him while the boy tried his best to suck me. Of course he could only manage the head and an inch or so but hey, it felt good anyhow. He finally stopped though saying that his mouth was sore. I let go of his cock and he turned to lay next to me again. "I liked that Ricky but your cock is so big my mouth gets sore." "Hey it's okay Jason, it still felt good," I told the boy as I regained control of my cock and began jacking off. "I'll let you practice anytime you want to," I added with a smile. He actually said that he'd like that. "Are you gonna make the stuff come out now?" he asked and I nodded my head. We both watched the action intently and like always, it didn't take very long for me to get there. "Here it come Jason," I panted as I picked up speed, my balls practically bouncing between my legs. I felt my balls get all tingly along with my belly then the incredible feeling of sperm rushing up through the thickened tube of my cock. "OOohhh fuck," I moaned as the first jet of white good shot out onto my upper belly followed by another six squirts of the stuff, all of it landing about the same place on my panting torso. At almost fifteen I was a fully developed male, my balls capable of producing what I felt was a large amount of cum. Some days there was more, other days less. I had no idea what determined that or the distance it might shoot. That day had been a big cum day which, was cool because it sure impressed Jason, but a pretty much average day for distance. I'd shot clear up over my shoulder when lying down and once when I jacked off sitting up and shot myself in the eyebrow as I looked down to watch the show. "That was totally awesome Ricky," the adorable little boy said as I let go of my dick and just relaxed, my chest and belly heaving from the exercise. Damn jacking off seemed to really get the heart rate up and I wondered about that, not realizing that it was the excitement that did it. "Gosh I hope I make that much of sperms when I get big," he said then put his fingers in the cooling goo and tested it much like he'd done his own. "Does it make you sick if you swallow sperm?" he asked and I explained that it didn't, that cum was perfectly harmless although it had a somewhat odd taste to it. I asked for something to clean myself off with so Jason said maybe we should just go into the bathroom to do it. We padded naked down the hall to the only bathroom where I used a great deal of toilet paper to wipe the now running sticky fluid from my body. Back in Jason's room he allowed as how we should probably get dressed cuz his mom would be home soon with his little sister. We did just that and he followed me outside to my bike and left with a promise that we could do some more stuff another time. I was definitely up for that. Jeff called me at home that night as asked if I could come over the following Friday night and could I spend the night there. I said I didn't think that it would be a problem. I'd stayed that night before at places I sat for although that would be the first time staying overnight with the twins. So, Jeff picked me up in his Jag about seven and when I got in I asked where the twins were. "Well Ricky, I thought perhaps we could spend a little time getting to know each other," he explained. "Are you okay with that?" Well, I was okay with it but I also wondered briefly if I'd really had a choice given the conversation we'd had the last time I'd seen the man. I really didn't care though. I would be spending the night with him. My mind was reeling, wondering what that might mean and I figured it meant a whole lot of hard cock, sucking and cumming and maybe even some new stuff. I was all for that. "Sure Jeff, whatever you say." He corrected me saying that it wasn't whatever he said. Yes, he's told me that I needed to do what he asked without question but still there were some limits and he didn't want me to do anything that I was adamantly opposed to, that I did have a say in things. He wanted our time together to be fun for me as well as educational and doing things against my will would ruin that. I nodded my head in understanding. We rode the rest of the way in silence, a soft jazz station playing on the Jag's superb sound system. At his house, we went inside and Jeff asked me to wait in the living room while he checked on something in the kitchen. I was looking at the huge wall tank of fish when he returned and came up behind me. I saw his reflection in the glass but decided not to move, to wait and see what he wanted to do. "May I touch you?" he asked quietly and I nodded my head, thinking it a little strange that he'd asked. He put his arms around my chest and sort of held me, not tight, but certainly not loosely either. He began nuzzling at my neck with his chin and I tilted my head to one side to give him a little more. When he finally kissed me there I thought I was going to faint, feeling that whole side of my body break out in goose bumps. Jeff's hands moved down to my waist then up underneath my t-shirt and began rubbing my belly and up onto my chest, gently rubbing against my nipples. One hand continued to move in a random way all over the front of my body while the other tweaked and pinched at a nipple. I never knew until that moment that those little nubs could be so sensitive. My cock had gotten hard as stone and was pushing against my underwear and jeans and I suppose that Jeff knew what he was doing, getting me all hotted up before going for the gold. I felt my breathing become quicker as he kept up the gentle kissing on my neck and rubbing on me. A single hand eventually made its way to the front of my jeans and rubbed against the protrusion of my stiff dick. The hand moved up and the fingers slid their way back down along my skin beneath the fabric jeans and underwear until the tips brushed into my pubic hair. I could feel the hardness of Jeff's cock against my butt as he continue to kiss and rub me, wondering when he was going to get me undressed, hoping it would be soon. "Do you like this Ricky?' he asked quietly into my ear, his warm breath causing new and even more intense feelings. "Yeah," I whispered back. His fingers sought out the snap of my jeans and popped it open the slid the zipper down and pushed the flaps open. His hand moved down inside cupping the bulge of my hard cock as it pointed off to my right hips. He squeezed the length of me, finding the wet spot from my leakage at one end and the pouch of soft balls at the other end. My knees were weak from the feelings that were tearing through my body and Jeff tightened his hold on me, the arm across my chest to help keep me upright. Goddamn I was hot enough to fucking cum all over the place but Jeff wasn't ready to let me do that quite yet. His hand moved back up to the waistband of my jockey's then back down underneath, his finger seeking out and finding my hard warm flesh. I moaned slightly as his fingers took hold of my cock, wrapping around the thick shaft and squeezing. "You've got a great cock for a boy your age Ricky," he said into my ear then licked the inside and my knees took another dip. I gulped in air as Jeff used the pressure of his hand and wrist to move my underwear down over my cock and hips to just beneath my balls. He then cupped the medium sized eggs. "Your balls are so soft and smooth. Like a little boy's Ricky," he whispered into my ear. My nerves felt like they were on fire. Never in my life had I been in such a fog of hotness, my little heart hammering in my chest. I felt Jeff move his waist back from mine then fumble with his own slacks and eventually get them down. He then pressed back against me, his big, rock hard cock against my butt crack, his hand back around front and slowly stroking on my raging hard cock. "I really want to fuck you Ricky," he whispered in my ear then licked inside there again, breathing his hot air in as he did so. The man knew what he was doing, that was for sure. He'd gotten me worked up to a point where I would have done anything in the fucking world that he asked me do, and willingly. "Do you want me to fuck you Ricky? Do you want my big fat cock in your tight little ass?" he whispered in my ear as he pressed harder against me, the pressure there transferring to the hand that held my cock. I gulped air again and nodded my head. "Tell me Ricky; tell me what you want." His hot breath and his tongue in my ear were driving me fucking crazy, his hand and hard cock adding to the building pressure that made every nerve in my body tingle with anticipation. "I want you to fuck me Jeff." I moaned back at him, my head all but lolling to one side as though I were a drunk ready to pass out. Keeping his hands on me, Jeff turned me around and guided me the three feet to where the long leather sofa sat, parallel to the wall with the fish tank. One hand left my body momentarily and seemed to be fumbling around in his pants. Meanwhile the other hand continued to hold me while he kept up the lip work on my neck and around my ear. More fiddling and fumbling then Jeff gently pushed my upper body over so that I could rest it on the back of the sofa. I felt his hand go between my butt cheeks then the coolness as he smeared lube all around the tight puckered muscle of my hole. I didn't have time to register too much as a finger probed there then slid up inside my ass. It felt strange but not uncomfortable and once he started sliding his finger in and out of me my heat level began to rise. Then he found that spot in my ass and thought I was going to squirt out right then and there. "Oh fuck," I moaned and found myself moving my ass around, pushing back against Jeff's finger as he fucked me with it. I felt my asshole stretch out further as he added a second finger to the mix then groaned again as they found that little spot inside of me. He kept finger fucking me until I thought I was going to die if I didn't cum and when I moved to put my hand on my cock he stopped me and moved the hand back to the top of the sofa back. "What do you want me to do Ricky?" he asked again as he jammed his fingers up inside my tight hole. "Fuck me Jeff. Oh God put your cock in my ass and fuck me," I moaned. I meant it too, that was the thing. I knew that Jeff was wanting me to beg him or at least tell him what I wanted. What I would learn was that his method of doing things was to get me hot enough to ask for it and in that way he was fucking me when I said I was ready, not when he wanted to. It was a lesson that I would carry with me for the rest of my life. When you're fucking a boy, you have to do it on the boy's terms otherwise it just isn't as much fun for the boy. I felt him moving around then put a hand on my butt cheek and pull it open. I felt his fingers slide out of me and for a brief moment felt a sense of loss but almost before that could register I felt the pain as his fat swollen cock head slipped past the loosened muscle and into by body. Despite the prep work it still hurt and why not. His goddamned cock had to be five inches around at the spot just behind his cock head. Jeff knew what he was doing though and didn't move a muscle, waiting for my asshole to adjust to the invasion. In the meantime he pushed my shirt up and began rubbing my back, sides and around to my belly. Once again, one hand went up finding my chest and nipples, and the other went down, the fingers grazing into my pubic hair then cupping my balls. I think Jeff knew that if his hand even thought about taking hold of my stone hard cock I'd spray his sofa back with hot teenage sperm before he could say Jack Robinson. We stayed like that for a good minute and when I felt I was ready I told him to go ahead. Understand that Jeff's cock turned out to be just under nine inches long and while the shaft may have been five inches around behind his cock head, the thing got fatter down the shaft. So it was that my asshole got stretched open far enough to park a semi in there and I was sure that I was going to feel his cock head push against my heart. Jeff put a hand on his each of my hips and held me in place as he slowly inserted his baseball bat cock up inside my butt. I groaned out loud as inch after fat fucking inch slid inside of me until I felt his hairs touch my skin. I'd never felt so fucking full in my life and I could feel my little asshole stretched out like a rubber band. He slowly backed out of me then just as slowly moved back inside. My cock had softened some during the insertion process but as Jeff picked up a rhythm I felt it re- inflate and in no time at all, I was as hot as I'd ever been. I began moving my butt, pushing back into Jeff and the onslaught of his cock. I reached behind me and put a hand on him as if somehow needing that contact, that connection. Jeff fucked me for what seemed like a good fifteen minutes, taking me to heights that I'd never even dreamed of let alone felt. "You're so tight Ricky," he whispered as he fucked me. "I love fucking your tight ass." He pummeled me, he rammed me, he jammed his cock into me, held me tight to him and ground his ass around in circles, causing his cock head to touch different parts of my bowels. I felt waves of pleasure ripple through my body, felt my balls tingle. My belly had a million little balloons in there and Jeff tried to pop them all with his cock head as drove into me with force. He fucked me so hard that the slapping sound of our bodies colliding seemed loud in the large room that we were in. "Are you ready for my hot cum Ricky," he asked as he slammed into me for the hundredth time. All I could do was grunt in assent. He seemed to pick up speed and I could feel his swinging balls as they grazed against my inner thigh. "Here it Ricky, I'm going to fill your ass with my sperm," and he cried out. I reached down again and this time Jeff let me. I took hold of my cock and practically yanked it out by the root as I jacked off. Why I hadn't cum already I have no idea but the time was ripe and it didn't take very many strokes before I felt the sweet release as I unloaded a gush of my own sperm. I felt my insides get a little warmer as Jeff to unloaded, his cum pouring out inside of me. I heard myself scream out as I spermed, felt jet after jet of cum blast out of my cock to who knew where. Behind me Jeff moaned and groaned and he fucked me even harder, holding me in place as he bred me like the bitch that I was. When it was all over he gently pulled me upright, his cock still embedded in my ass, and held me. He kissed my neck, told me what I good boy I was, how hot I was, how tight I was, how hot it had been to fuck me, how good it felt having his cock stuffed in my ass. I moaned as alternated between kisses and talking and despite my knees being so weak I could barely stand, I leaned into him, reveling in the feelings of being tied to him and the soft sound of his voice as he crooned to me and praised me. I would do anything for him, all he had to do was ask, and I'd do it. I felt loved, owned, cherished, and desired. Jeff had fucked the shit out of me and as far as I was concerned I was his for life. He finally started to back out of me. I didn't want him to; I wanted to stay that way forever with Jeff's big hard cock buried inside of me. But alas, that wasn't possible and when he finally left me I moaned at the loss of him. Jeff turned me around and held me tight, pressing his lips against mine while below, our cocks pressed against each other. I opened my mouth wide for him, wrapped my arms around his strong shoulders and allowed his tongue to enter my mouth. I was totally weak, totally his. He finally broke the kiss then reached down and pulled my jeans and underwear up then his own. He took my hand and led me upstairs and down a hall then into the huge room that was his bedroom. He stopped me, and pulled my t-shirt up over my head before dropping to one knee and untying my shoes. My foot wear discarded he pulled my pants and underwear down and I stepped out of them. My cock was still rock hard so Jeff took me into his mouth and began sucking me. The head was still somewhat sensitive but not enough so that it bothered me and I put my hands in his hair and gently held his head as he loved my cock with his warm mouth and his tongue for a good minute. He finally stood up and slipped out of his loafers then quickly undressed, revealing that he too was still stone hard. He took my hand and led me to the bathroom then into the shower, a tiled room really. He directed me where he wanted me, rinsing me then washing me thoroughly. He took special care with my face and then with my asshole and of course he was gentle with my cock and balls. We hadn't spoken a word, other than during sex, since I'd entered the house and when I started to say something Jeff put a finger against my lips and shook he his head. I watched as he quickly washed then rinsed himself, cleaning both his cock and his own asshole with as much care as he'd shown me. Finished, he dried me off first and then himself, making sure that he got every nook, cranny, and orifice on both of our bodies, before leading me back into the bedroom where he turned down the covers on the biggest fucking bed I'd ever seen. He climbed on, his hand still holding mine, and directed me to follow. I lay down and he pulled me to him and held me, our bodies touching in at least a dozen places. He kissed me again, pushing his tongue into my mouth, although I allowed it willingly, and my tongue quickly got into the action. When he broke the kiss Jeff rolled me onto my back then covered me with his body. He didn't lay his full weight on me but it was enough that our cocks were pretty much held in place. He went to work on my neck again, kissing gently in the soft crook and causing my body to once again break out in goose bumps. I alternated between moving my head to give him plenty of room and closing it, the feelings so incredibly intense. Jeff finally left the area and began sliding down my body. He stopped at my nipples and paid attention to both of them, licking then sucking at the little nubs of flesh and making them go hard. I never knew they did that and moaned out loud at the new feelings. After feasting, he moved south, licking and kissing on my torso until he reached my cock. He licked all over the swollen head paying extra attention to the exposed sensitive underside. He licked down the shaft, sliding his own body down as he went until his body was fully off of mine. Jeff licked at my balls, pushing the eggs around with his tongue. He nuzzled at the soft flesh, pulling at it with his lips. He sucked one of my nuts into his mouth which really felt weird and sort of moved it around in there before letting it plop back out. Jeff put his hands under my legs and lifted. I got the idea and pulled my legs back out of the way for him. He held my sac up out of the way and licked all over the underside of it causing me to discover yet another sensitive spot. He continued licked downward, washing the area between my balls and my asshole with his tongue, and kept going. I was a little stunned at what I thought was going to happen and then it did. Jeff licked my asshole. I moaned out loud and pulled my legs back even farther. Jeff put his hands on my butt cheeks and opened me up like an oyster then went after my puckered little asshole as though it were an oyster. The feelings were so incredible that it's hard to describe except to say that I moaned loudly as his tongue covered every square millimeter of flesh down there. By the time he was done I was ready to have him shove his big cock back up inside me again. That wasn't what Jeff had in mind however. He got up so I lowered my legs. He then moved so that he was straddling me and moved toward my head, his stone hard cock coming at me like a gun barrel or a fleshy spear. I had plenty of time to admire him as he approached my head, my eyes gazing across his flat belly, looking over the thick expanse of crinkled hairs at the base of his pole. I noticed how his balls swung as he moved, the large eggs hanging low between his thighs. And then he was there, the swollen head shiny with precum, inches from my mouth. I slid down toward it and Jeff adjusted his body as I took the shaft in my hand and directed my mouth to him. I opened wide and took the head inside, running my tongue all over the silky surface. Jeff had leaned forward to brace himself against the elaborately carved headboard as I suckled him then gently rested one hand on my head as if to encourage my actions. I didn't need it. There was something about having a hard cock even near my face that made my heart beat rapidly and my breathing come faster. Just being close to another guys hard cock seemed to make my own cock even harder making me wonder at times if other boys felt the same way about cock. I sucked on Jeff's cock for a tiny little bit and when my mouth got sore I took it out and rubbed the shaft and head against my smooth cheek and closed mouth. I reached under the man and cupped the heavy balls, reveling in the feel of them and the softness of the bag that held them for Jeff's were as smooth as my own. I reveled in the fragrances that I always detected there, Jeff's odors mostly soap due to the recent shower. Jeff moved his hand from my head and reached behind him to take hold of my rampant cock and stroked me slightly as I continued to suck and other play with his stuff. We continued at that game for a good ten minutes when let go of me and began fiddling around on the headboard. I'd continued to suckle him, slowly stroking him as I sucked, my tongue keeping his swollen cock head cleaned from the ongoing flow of precum. I noticed him reach behind himself but couldn't tell what he was doing. When he did it the second time I felt the coolness of a liquid as Jeff grasped onto me then slid his hand up and down my cock, smearing my cock head as well. He then pulled back away from me, moving his body backwards then he lowered himself onto my cock. "Fuck" I thought to myself, "he's going to have me fuck him." The words had barely passed through my brain when my cock head slipped in past the tight muscle of his asshole and lodged itself in his body. Unlike me, Jeff didn't seem to have to wait long but continued the direction he was going in until he rested his weight on my lap, my hard young cock buried to the hilt in his tight asshole. "So this is what it feels like," I thought, amazed at the feelings that were pouring through my adolescent body. The tightness of his hole, the warmth of his body against my cock was amazing. Then he began moving. He started by rising and falling on my cock, the stiff shaft keeping him in place. He wiggled his butt from side to side at time, and other times he sort of undulated his hips as moved up and down on me. My hands went to his hips, pulling his cheeks apart and it must have felt good because he moaned when I did it. I let one hand move inward, having some sort of need to feel where my cock entered his body as if to make sure that I was actually fucking him. Jeff leaned his upper body forward and kissed me, a wide opened mouth thing that entailed another battle of the tongues. He kept up his movement on me at the same time although it wasn't as deep or thorough as when he sat upright. When he did move back into an upright position he reached behind him, found my balls, and began tugging and cupping them. I automatically went for his big cock, grasping onto the shaft with both hands and stroking him as he continued fuck himself on me. Jeff seemed too, to be able to control his asshole muscle so that when he rose up, he gripped my cock as if not wanting to let go and when he sat back down he relaxed it. Needless to say I was about ready to cum when Jeff stopped. He took hold of my hands then slowly let himself fall backwards, pulling me into a more upright position as he did it. "Move your legs underneath your butt Ricky," he commanded. It took a little moving around but eventually he got me where he wanted me, upright and kneeling between his pulled back legs. "Now fuck me hard Ricky; ram your hot hard young cock into my ass." Jeff's eyes were about half way closed so I knew that he was in a fog of hotness. I held his legs back out of the way and began to fuck the man for all I was worth. I managed to get up a good head of steam, slamming into him just as he had done to me earlier. I kept my eyes downcast, focused on the action, still sort of amazed that I was fucking, that I was not longer a virgin. It was hot as all hell watching my cock move in and out of the tight hole and it wasn't long before I was going to cum. Jeff must have sensed that somehow, or maybe he just knew that boy's my age couldn't hold out that long, because he told me stop. "Put your arms under my legs Ricky then lean forward and put your hands on the bed." I did as instructed and found myself in a whole different position because it raised his hole. I found that I could almost drive down into him and when I was all the way inside of him, there wasn't anymore cock to give. "Now fuck the shit out of me Ricky," he commanded and fuck the shit out of him I did. I don't suppose it's necessary to tell the whole story. I'm sure everyone knows what it feels like. I could feel my balls mash against his butt cheeks when I was all the way inside of him and wondered about that, wondered why it didn't hurt. I didn't have time to wonder long though cuz I'd already been on the cusp of cumming and the new position didn't help much. I felt my balls churning as if the sperms were all in a stampede to get out and then I was there. "Ooohhhhh Fuck," I groaned, and I came. Boy did I cum. I closed my eyes and continued to fuck Jeff, my cock unloading squirt after squirt of my sperm into him. "Oh yeah Ricky, fuck me harder fuck me harder, load my up with your sperm boy." Jeff had reached between us early and was jacking off as I fucked him and then he too groaned out. "I'm cumming Ricky I'm cumming, come on boy fuck me, yeah Ricky fuck me." I felt his asshole constrict on my cock and figured that he was doing it on purpose. It would be another month or so before I would learn that when a guy came his asshole seemed to tighten automatically when he squirted. I slammed into him as I came, ramming my hips against him so hard that it made a smacking sound in the otherwise quiet room. It seemed like I spermed out forever and when I opened my eyes in the middle of it I saw stars. Underneath me, Jeff's moans and groans and other sounds told me that he had to be having as much fun as I was. It was finally over, I stopped cumming. I kept up moving though, slowly, almost on instinct. Jeff finally told me to go ahead and let his legs down so I returned to the position that I'd been before, on my knees and still embedded in him. Looking down I saw that his chest and upper belly were covered in cum. I'd never seen so much ball juice in my life. Jeff noticed and commented. "It's been awhile since I've been fucked Ricky and by god you give a good fuck. I think I'd like to keep you around awhile." My heart swelled with pride and I practically beamed at the praise as well as the prospect of doing this again. Jeff then had me move a little bit, and he moved as well until I was sitting on my butt with my legs stretched out and Jeff was still on my lap only now we were close together. He kissed me, very tenderly at first and then with more passion. My cock had softened though and I finally squished out of him, both of us moaning and then giggling at the sudden loss. He pushed me backwards then crawled along side of me, holding me close. "So, Ricky, how did you like that?" I told him that I loved it and we talked about it a little bit then he sort of surprised me. "But you like playing with boys too, boys younger than yourself I mean." I seemed to hesitate and he went on. "It's okay Ricky, I'm not judging you at all, just making a statement." I nodded my head and told him that I did like boys but that I couldn't explain why, I just did. He wanted to know if I'd ever been with a girl and I told him about the few experiences I'd had. He asked if I'd wanted to fuck the little girl that I'd cummed on and I admitted that I had and voiced my fears to him. Jeff nodded his head as I spoke and it seemed as if he knew what I was feeling. Jeff said he needed to take a shower as his sperm was getting cold and mine was leaking out of his ass. We showered then went downstairs for a snack afterwards Jeff fucked me on the sofa in the living room, with me on my back just like I'd fucked him. My head was resting on the arm and my legs were so far back that my knees were alongside my head. Jeff's face was close enough for him to kiss me as he drove that big fucking cock into my ass, alternating between swapping spit and telling me what a good boy I was, how tight I was, what a great fuck I was. Once again I came with a vengeance. I finally fell asleep about one in the morning and whether or not Jeff did I have no idea. I fucked him again in the morning before he took me home and for the next two weeks he had me spend either Friday or Saturday night at his house. We did things I'd only dreamed of, fucking and sucking in every position imaginable. I licked out Jeff's asshole and discovered that I loved doing it almost more than having it done. Once in the shower he got us both all lathered up and rubbed against my body. He called it frottage and I found I loved that as well, cumming from the intense feelings of having my slippery cock mashed against his between our bellies. Jeff always paid me saying that my parents would be suspicious if I didn't come home with money. "Besides," he said with a smile, "it sort makes you my little whore slut doesn't it?" I thought about that a moment then smiled. "I like being your little whore slut Jeff," then slid down in the bed and sucked his cock until he came in my face, another thing I found that I really liked. I liked having Jeff's sperm on my body, almost more than in my body. There was something so hot about having his cum on my face. About three weeks after our affair started Jeff asked if I could get away for a weekend. "Tell your parents that I'm taking the twins on a trip and need you to watch them." During all of this sex stuff with Jeff I hadn't seen the twins and when I asked where they were he simply said they were on summer break, it being the end of July by then. I called him at home that night and told him that I could go. Jeff picked me up the following Friday about three and we ended up at the airport where we boarded a small private jet. We were the only passengers and almost as soon as we were airborne Jeff sucked me off until I came in his mouth, telling me afterward that I'd been initiated into the something called the mile high club. An hour and half or so later we landed at a smaller airport in the country where we were met by the fanciest car I'd ever seen. Jeff said it was a Rolls Royce Silver Wraith or something like that. We rode along a country road for about ten minutes until we came to a gate that started to open for us and when I looked out the back window after passing thought it, saw that it was closing. Wow. We seemed to be in a forest, tall trees all over the place but it wasn't wild looking at all, several flower filled gardens and even some waterfalls lining the long winding driveway. We eventually came out of the woods and there, in the distance, was the biggest fucking house I'd ever seen. Three stories high, it looked like a castle with huge windows, chimneys all over the place and a huge fountain in the driveway in front of the house. The driver opened the door to let us out, just like he'd done when we were picked up and as we approached the huge doorway it opened and we were met by an older man in a very black suit wearing white gloves. I'd seen enough movies to know a butler when I saw one. "Good afternoon Mr. Tichner," the man said as we passed by him, his eyes straight ahead as though if he looked at us he'd turn into a pillar of shit. "Good afternoon Albert," Jeff said. Albert led us upstairs and down a long wide hallway to a bedroom then left. The room was twice as big as Jeff's and filled with tons of old furniture, the bed surrounded by a huge ornate frame made of dark wood. "Now, Ricky," Jeff said after Albert left. "I have some business with the owner of this house so I need you to stay in this room. I won't be long but meanwhile Albert will come back and draw you a bath. He will most likely be there the entire time so don't be alarmed at his seeing you naked. You aren't the first nor will you be the last boy he's seen. Of course I had questions but I'd learned well over the past few weeks that Jeff brooked no questions so keep my mouth shut despite the fact that my mind was going a hundred miles an hour. Jeff kissed me tenderly then left so I started to nose around the room when there was a knock at the door. I started to say come in but the door opened and Albert came in. "Come Master Ricky, I will draw your bath," he said so I followed him through a doorway at the side of the room and into a huge bathroom where he began to run water into a huge footed bathtub. I looked around and saw the toilet as well as another thing that looked sort of like a urinal but wasn't. "Let me help you undress Master Ricky," Albert said once the water was going. He knelt and began untying my shoes as I peeled off the button down shirt I'd been wearing. Albert stood and took the shirt and t-shirt and hung them up while I unbuckled my pants then shoved them to the floor. I remained standing there in my boxers while the man hung up my Docker's then went to attend the bathwater. When it was finished he told me I could get in. Albert watched as I shucked the last of my clothing but didn't bat an eye or even really look at my parts. He simple stood next to the tub and sort of held my hand as I stepped in then sat back and relaxed into the enveloping warmth. "I shall return in ten minutes to bathe you sir," he said then left the room. I lay there in the hot, lightly scented water wondering what was next. The whole thing with Jeff had taken me by surprise and here I was totally surprised again. Fuck, the house I was in seemed as big as the school I attended. Albert came back, stopping before he came into the room and asking permission to enter, then came over to the tub. He grabbed hold of a hand brush, wet and soaped it. "May I scrub your back Master Ricky?" I turned in the tub, put on my biggest pearly white toothed smile and said, "Yes Albert but only if you stop calling me Master Ricky; I'm just plain old Ricky." He nodded his head then the old guy softened. "Only when no one else is present, how would that be?" I nodded my head then told him to scrub away. He did. He got me to stand up and proceeded to go over every inch of my body with the brush. Well, okay, at least those parts that wouldn't be harmed but the brush. For the rest he used a very soft cloth. The man didn't miss a nook or cranny and of course I couldn't help but get hard when he washed those nooks and crannies. He didn't say a thing, didn't seem the least put out by a teenage boner looking him in the eye. He went about his business as though he were doing the family dog, thoroughly drying me off once I was washed and rinsed. "Come with me Mas. Ricky," he said, catching himself and allowing only the briefest hint of a smile. I followed him into a walk in closet that about as big as my own bedroom at home. He went to a set of built in drawers. "Do you have a favorite color?" I was partial to a deep crimson and told him so. He rummaged around and came up with something that was a vermillion red. I say something because I sure didn't recognize it. "Put this on," Albert told me, handing me the cloth. I held it up and gave it the once over. I swear to God it was nothing more than a piece of cloth with a couple of strings hanging from it. "I don't how to put it. I don't even know what it is," I told him, turning the thing around in hands. "It's called a fundoshi. It's a Japanese article of clothing. Here let me help you." I handed it to him and he stood behind me, letting the small bit of cloth hang over my cock and balls. A string was run through the top and he tied it at the back. He then knelt behind me and reached between my legs for the sting that dangled from the narrow bottom of the cloth. He pulled it back and up between my butt cheeks, tugging the string so that it was against my asshole. Done, Albert led me to a three section mirror where I could see almost every side of me. "You wear it nicely Ricky," he said kindly. I thought so too, although the cloth was barely keeping my stuff in check, in fact some of the loose skin of my bag was creeping out at the edges. I definitely couldn't see being able to keep a boner hidden inside the thing. There was a knock at the bedroom door so I followed Albert back into the bedroom and watched from a distance. I didn't know who exactly was there and I wasn't real keen on parading around in front of stranger dressed like that; or undressed as the case certainly was. Albert turned and I saw that he had a tray in his hands. He kicked the door shut with his foot and walked to a sitting area and sat the tray down on a round antique table. "Here is your dinner Ricky, Mr.Tichner is still engaged with my employer. He sent a message," Albert said, pointing to a folded piece of paper next to a plate that had a silver dome covering it. I opened the note. "Ricky. I will be a little while longer. Please be patient. Albert is giving you supper and then we'll do something fun. Love Jeff." Hmm love Jeff. That was something new. Albert pulled a chair out for me then pushed it in when I sat. He pulled the dome of with a flourish and presented a plate full of steaming hot foot. "Roast tenderloin of pork with garlic mashed baby new potatoes, applesauce made from our own apples, stir fried string beans and a Creme Brule for desert." It was accompanied by milk in a large, heavy looking crystal type of glass. It looked delicious and smelled better than anything my mom had ever cooked. Albert then went to the wall and opened a cabinet to reveal a huge plasma TV which he turned on then returned to me, handing me the remote. "We have over 150 channels which includes all the basic movie and other popular channels. Here," he said pointing to a blue button, "is the menu button. I'll check back on you in twenty minutes or so." He started to leave and I said, "Albert." He stopped and turned and I smiled. "Thanks." He returned my smile and told me I was welcome and that it was his pleasure. I dug into the food and ate with the typical relish of a teenage boy, that is, I wolfed it as I flipped through the channels. As he'd said, Albert returned to retrieve the tray informing it would be a little bit longer. I nodded my head and after he left decided to climb onto the mammoth bed and relax. I promptly fell asleep. "Ricky, wake up," I heard a voice say in accompaniment to my leg being shook. I woke up to see the twins standing there, both dressed as I was in matching fundoshi's of a very deep blue. "Daddy said to come get you," Robbi said. "Albert said he checked on you and you'd fallen asleep." They were both standing next to the bed all smiles and losta exposed skin. Fuckin cute as little angels I'm telling you. I sat up and both boys looked straight at my crotch. "You look pretty hot in your fundoshi Ricky," Bobbi said with a big smile. Come on let's go." Both boys reached a hand out to me so I took one of each and slid off the bed. We headed out the door and continued down the hall. "Where we going you guys?" "It's a surprise," they said in unison then giggled, their high pitched voices almost a melodic sound. At the end of the hall Robbi slid open a panel in the wall that I would never have seen. We went through to find a staircase, much more narrow than the grand staircase that Jeff and I had used to go upstairs. "This is the servant's stairs," Robbi said as we headed down. I was in the middle so got to watch his cute little naked butt ahead of me. At the bottom we headed along a narrow, dimly lit hallway then stopped. Robbi slid open another panel and we stepped through into a world I had no idea existed. We were in a huge room. Like the hallway it was dimly lit but tastefully so. There were people milling about, some sitting on sofa's or in chairs. There were kids of a variety of ages, both boys and girls, as well as adults. They had a variety of things in common but the most noticeable was that none of them had any clothes on. And they were doing a lot more than just milling about.