Welcome back to the second story in my series based on my own real experiences. This is Part 5. If you haven't read the earlier parts I suggest you read them first.
Please note that this is mostly fiction, the fun that shoulda happened, and coulda happened if only...
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Gamin Paramour, 2020
Casey and I threw on our shorts and went to the kitchen where I whipped up a couple of bologna sandwiches and some chips. Casey was even more buoyant than he'd been that morning after his very first encounter.
"Does sex always make you hungry?" he asked around a big bite of sandwich.
"It makes you happy," I said, "and when you're happy you enjoy your food more."
We were just finishing lunch when a knock came at the door.
"That's probably Terry," I said. "He picks me up on his way to the pool sometimes."
When I checked the peep hole I saw a sea of brown, black and blond little heads. Actually, Geri and Hannah were standing back far enough that I could see them fully, wearing their swim suits and carrying towels.
"It's Terry all right," I said to Casey, "and everybody else, too. Looks like we're hitting the pool en masse."
"What?" Casey asked.
"That's French for a shitload," I said, opening the door with a smile. "Hi, guys. It took this many kids to come get us? What are you gonna do, carry us to the pool?"
They laughed and began filing inside. In addition to Geri, Terry and Gary the gaggle included Hannah, Miles and his little cousin Justin.
"We've got about two bites of lunch left and then we'll get ready to go," I said. "We just have to put on our suits."
"OK," Terry said, as if he spoke for the group.
"Do you live here alone?" Justin asked, nosing around my books and record albums.
"He sure does," Miles answered for me, with a gleam in his eye for his young cousin. "Nice and private."
Little Justin was fully clued in and tremendously cute in his brief swimsuit and bare everything else. I couldn't help imagining the possibilities. In a second I was aware of Casey in my peripheral vision and he didn't look pleased.
It's always difficult navigating jealousy between kids. One reason love is so great is that feeling of being special, of being your lover's one and only. Casey had no experience with any of this, neither sex nor love. He knew I was attracted to Justin the same as he knew I liked the boy in Denny's, and his eyes were shooting death rays at the kid. Fortunately Justin was too busy to notice, he and Miles sharing their sexy inside joke with their eyes.
I turned to Casey and smiled lovingly, glad when the storm clouds in his eyes dissolved into rainbows. "Come on, kid," I said gently. "Let's go change for swimming."
Making our way to the bedroom my eyes roamed over the lovely young bodies that filled my living room. Geri and Hannah were both in swimsuits I'd seen before, one-piece affairs that weren't especially tight or revealing. Hannah's had some sort of fabric appliqué across the chest that completely defused her preadolescent sexiness. Geri was still sexy -- for a girl -- though I liked her other swimsuits better.
Miles was looking good in his slim way. Although mostly flaccid the outline of his substantial cock was impressive. The aforementioned Justin looked great, especially when he shot me a gleaming smile for no apparent reason. Even little Gary looked tasty, and I began to realize just how hot my hormones were currently running. I would have to be careful.
Just as I noticed that Terry seemed to have disappeared I heard his high voice from the bedroom.
"Hey!" he cried sharply.
He rushed out of the bedroom carrying my washcloth cum rag from the nightstand, unfolded in his hand.
"You guys did it!" Terry announced, but it wasn't an accusation. It had the tone of a happy discovery, a Eureka! moment. "I can smell it!" he added, driving the nail into my coffin.
I shot a look at Casey, whose mouth hung open in horror. Before I could say anything he hurried past Terry into the bedroom and slammed the door.
"Oh fuck," I said under my breath, and as horrible as that moment was it suddenly got infinitely worse when I remembered that the girls were standing right behind me! I spun around to face them, Geri showing mild surprise and Hannah pure confusion.
"Oh man!" Miles said, grinning. "I didn't see that coming!"
Justin piped up, "I did. Didn't you see how they looked at each other in the pool this morning? If they didn't do it yet they were going to!"
"What do they mean, Geri?" Hannah asked her bigger friend. "Doing what?"
"Naked games," Geri explained without hesitation or embarrassment.
"Really?" Hannah exclaimed, her pitch rising to ultrasonic levels. "Can you do that with a grownup?"
"Sure," Geri said. "Terry does it with Bill too."
Then it was my turn to stare with open-mouthed shock.
"Don't worry," Terry said to me. "Geri promised she wouldn't tell, and she always keeps her promises."
Actually she sort of just did tell, but then again I was already pretty much staring through the open barn door while the horse galloped into the distance, so why start worrying?
"Wow," Hannah said, then to Terry, "Do you guys do special kisses too, in the private places?"
"Of course," Geri answered for her brother. "That's the funnest part!"
Justin laughed and said, "Miles does it with Bill too! And with Terry! And they do a lot more than just kiss!"
Miles considered this revelation for two or three seconds then set his jaw in decision. In a commanding tone he said, "OK you guys, we have a big secret with each other now. I say we all have to tell the truth so that everybody knows everything. Then nobody can tell 'cause they'd get in trouble too."
I was impressed with his take-charge attitude and let him continue.
"I'll go first," he said. "It's true. I fool around with Terry and Bill and Justin, too, and some other kids I know from school. We get naked and we suck dicks and put 'em in each other's butts. And I like doing it, so there! I said it! Now your turn, Justin."
The boy didn't look embarrassed at all. In fact he was absolutely jazzed.
"I do stuff with Miles and my best friend Jimmy and his sister Carla, and my other friends Kevin and Kelly."
"Hey," Miles interjected with a smile. "Those twins that live on your block? They're cute!"
"Yeah," Justin agreed with a grin. "They're real fun, too!"
"Your turn, Geri," Miles said, projecting authority again.
"Well," she began a bit shyly, "I only ever did the special kissing part with Hannah. I get naked with other girls sometimes too, but just to look."
Everybody turned to Hannah and she hesitatingly said, "Only with Geri. But I really like kissing her, you know, down there."
Geri smiled and said, "Yeah, I like that part, too!" and everybody laughed.
Terry briefly filled everyone in about his adult friend Brian who used to live upstairs then launched into more recent history, and the kid really laid it all out there.
"I didn't do anything for a long time after Brian moved away, but I always wanted to. One time I kind of played around with Gary in his sleep, but that seemed weird so I never did it again."
Gary looked up in surprise, but I couldn't tell if he was upset.
"A whole bunch of times I thought about trying to do stuff with Casey," Terry went on, "but I was scared that if he didn't like it he wouldn't be my friend anymore. And then we met Bill and I got the same feeling about him like I had with Brian. I just knew he would like to do stuff, so I came over here one day and sure enough, we did it! And it was way better than with Brian, too.
"And then Miles saw me and Bill touch each other in the pool and he figured out we were doing it, and then he asked me to do stuff and that was really great too! And then me and Miles and Bill all did stuff together and that was the best thing ever! So now today when I found out Casey and Bill were doing it I got really happy and excited, and here we are!"
It took the group a while to wrap their heads around that forthright summary of Terry's sex life, but soon all the expectant little eyes turned to me.
I decided to take a cue from Terry and go with honesty as the best way forward with this. It was a dangerous situation for a pedophile, having seven other humans aware of my ongoing illegal acts. My ace in the hole was that they certainly didn't want their parents finding out about their own naughty escapades, and maybe they'd see the wisdom in sealing our mutual secrets in a pact of silence; a sort of mutual defense treaty.
"I've always liked boys," I began in a serious tone. "I started fooling around when I was 12 but I wanted to way before that. I definitely would have done it at your age if I could. Then as I got older the boys I liked were still younger than me, and even now that's what I like, boys around nine, ten or eleven years old. I've been with guys older than that, and it's fun in its own way, but it's not what I like best.
"When I was 16 I met a girl and surprise! I really liked her and I wanted to do stuff with her, only she wouldn't. I still liked younger boys, too, and I was still doing it with them whenever I could, but then I liked girls my age too. When I got to college I went out on dates with more girls and sometimes got to fuck them, but I always still wanted boys.
Then I met a neighbor girl named Cady who was ten years old and I thought she was cute and sexy, too, and we did a little bit of fooling around a couple times but not all the way or anything, and after that I liked younger girls too.
"I think every single one of you kids is sexy as hell, and I'd love to do stuff with all of you, but only if you want to. I love kids and I would never ever make anybody do anything they don't want to do."
I paused and looked around the room making eye contact with one child after another.
"But here's the thing, kids," I said. "Casey and I have something special, way more than just fooling around for fun. We love each other and consider ourselves boyfriends. That just happened this morning -- I mean, we just told each other this morning -- so these are really new feelings for Casey."
Hannah's pretty little face was lined with concern. "We have to make him feel better," she said. "He has to know that it's OK, that we all understand and nobody's going to tell."
"I have an idea," came a tiny soft voice, and it took a second to realize it was Gary's. Six sets of eyes turned to him in astonishment.
"If we all take our swimsuits off and go into the bedroom he'll see us all bare and all the boys with boners. We can tell him all the stuff we just said so he knows that we're all the same and nobody thinks he's weird for doing stuff with a boy."
"That's pretty good," I said, nodding in appreciation, and Gary smiled proudly.
"I'll do it," Justin offered quickly and yanked his swimsuit to his knees. A beautiful almost-three-inch hard-on popped out and jutted up his flat white belly, straight and stiff and fairly thick for a nine-year-old. He shimmied his suit down to his ankles and stepped out of it.
"Come on you guys," he said in his high, eager voice. "Do it for Casey!"
Unsurprisingly the girls hesitated while Terry and Miles quickly stripped. Miles' big semi-hard cock took the girls by surprise and they stared openly as it pulsed upward to its full five inches. Miles proudly displayed it for all to see.
"Whoa!" Geri exclaimed. "I've seen my brothers with boners before but I never saw one that big!"
"Me neither," Hannah said, not taking her eyes off of it. "My cousin's is teeny-tiny compared to that," and I remembered her telling about the boy who loved showing it to everyone who would look.
"You take yours off now," Justin said to the girls. "I've only ever seen Carla and she's only seven."
The girls shared a look and a shy smile, then Geri shrugged the straps of her suit off of her shoulders. Hannah followed and in a few seconds both girls had peeled their one-piece suits down to the waist. I'd seen Hannah's nipples before when her bikini top slipped so I paid more attention to Geri.
Her body was robust but not fat at all, a big girl very close to beginning puberty. Her chest was flat but soft and rounded, a bit puffy you could say, her nips big and sharp with inch-wide aureoles a dusky shade of pink. The skin from her sternum up to her neck was flushed pink also, evidence that she was sexually excited. She made eye contact with me and gave a tiny, shy smile.
Hannah's chest looked just like the boys, utterly undeveloped and at least a year away from blossoming. Her flesh appeared deliciously smooth and satiny and I dearly hoped to explore it at some point. She grinned and began skinning her suit the rest of the way down and Geri hurried to catch up.
Their two hairless pussies were a study in contrast. Geri's puffy slit was long and her labia pressed tightly together, offering no glimpse of what was inside. It was basically a pencil line starting at her pubic bone and bisecting straight down her crotch and disappearing under her toward the perineum. The skin of her mound was the same color as the rest of her and looked fresh and smooth and sweet.
Hannah's tender little-girl pussy had narrower lips and gaped open a quarter-inch. Her little reddish button of a clit glistened with moisture and peeked out of its pink hood at the very top. I could see where her slit ended well before the perineum and thought it looked much too small to accommodate a cock, certainly not mine or Miles'. I wouldn't have minded a taste, but there was a Smorgasbord of beautiful hairless hard-ons to choose from and the girls were at the bottom of my menu.
I looked up and noticed that Gary had also lost his trunks, his pudgy little-boy body not really doing much for me although I did enjoy seeing his tiny two-inch boner jutting out all pink and cute. I would certainly give him a suck if he wanted me to, and I'd enjoy it as far as it went.
All eyes were on me so I smiled and slipped down my shorts. My cock was fully erect, jutting its entire six-and-a-half thick inches at a jaunty upward angle. Miles and Terry had seen it already, up close and personal, and I noticed that they were watching the others for their reactions. Miles watched Justin, who broke into a huge grin and shared a happy look with his cousin. Terry watched his sister, whose eyes widened like an owl and looked a bit frightened. Hannah grinned happily.
"Man you got a big one!" Justin said with a laugh. "I can't believe that fits in Terry's butt!"
Geri shot an alarmed look at her brother. "In your butt!" she exclaimed. "You let Bill put his dick in your butt?"
Terry smiled like the cat with the cream. "Yeah," he said calmly. "It feels great once you get used to it."
"You only said you kiss and suck each other and stuff," Geri said, calming a little. "Me and Hannah lick each other so I figured it was kind of the same thing."
"That part is kind of the same," I said, smiling at her. "But boys are a bit different. We like to put our dicks inside nice warm places."
"Yeah!" Justin offered. "And some of us like to have dicks inside of our warm places!"
To illustrate he turned his back to Miles and bent far over, reaching back and spreading his cheeks. Miles grinned and bent his long schlong down to horizontal and nosed it into the boy's crack. He pretend-humped a couple of times and Justin made exaggerated pleasure sounds, "Oooh baby," and the like.
All the boys laughed while the girls shared a grimace of grossness.
"We gotta go talk to Casey," Gary reminded us, and we all sobered to the serious task. Little Gary was a sweet and kind child who wanted nothing more than to help his friend. It put me to shame that he was more focused on my lover's feelings than I was.
In my defense, I was a bit distracted by the room full of naked pre-teens.
I said, "I'd better go in first."
Just as I reached for the handle the door opened from the inside and there was Casey, except for bare feet fully dressed in street clothes. I stared at him in surprise much like the first second we met as I came out to the pool deck. I thought he was going to run home until I remembered that there was no one at his house while his mother was away with that prick Tony.
"Casey," I began in an almost pleading tone, "please don't run away. I have to talk to you."
He looked up at me shyly, even apologetically. "I'm not gonna run away," he said. "I was going to, but then I heard everything that you guys said."
He stepped past me into the living room, looking around at the group and smiling in respect for our boldness.
"Wow," he said. "You really are all naked."
Terry stepped forward and said with all his sincerity, "I'm really sorry about before, Casey. I didn't mean to just say it out loud in front of everybody like that. I just got excited. I don't blame you for being mad."
"I'm not mad," he said with a little smile for his best friend. "I was real embarrassed for a minute, that's all. But is it true what Gary said? You guys really do stuff with each other and you don't think I'm bad because I like a boy?"
"Hell no!" Miles said. "I like boys, too."
"Me too," Justin added. "Girls can be fun, but mostly I like boys."
"I think I might like both," Geri said. "Bill? Can people like both?"
"Sure," I said. "I like both, but I like boys way better. No offense, ladies."
Geri smiled at me, then down at at her little blond girlfriend and said, "I love playing around with you, Hannah. Your pussy tastes so good. But I'm feeling pretty sexy looking at Miles, too."
Miles shook his head, a hard no. "I fucked a couple of girls before," he said, "and it was OK I guess, but I'd rather fuck a boy."
"I could try fucking you, Geri," Justin said. "I never did it with a girl 'cause Carla only does mouth stuff, but I want to try it."
Geri looked straight at his short boner, literally half the size of Miles', and said, "Maybe. We'll see."
"How about you, Hannah?" Justin pressed, not to be deterred. She only blushed and shyly flashed her blue eyes.
I think we all took that for a yes.
"How come I didn't know you guys were all doing this stuff?" Casey asked in disbelief.
"We kept it secret of course," Geri said, "None of us knew about the other ones until today."
"Except whoever we were were doin' it with," Miles noted.
"Keeping the secret was kind of fun," Hannah said with a giggle. "And now we've all got a big secret together!"
"Big secrets are harder to keep," Gary observed, which I thought was pretty insightful for an 8-year-old.
"He's right," I said. "There's a saying that three people can keep a secret, but only if two of them are dead."
"We kind of have no choice now," Geri said, tossing her long brown hair for emphasis. "Now eight of us know the secret, so we just have to keep it no matter what."
I was all for that, being the only one of the bunch that would go to prison if it came out.
"And you, mister," Casey said to me, trying to sound mad. "What's all this about my boyfriend messing around with Terry and Miles?"
I smiled. He couldn't fool me, not with those magnificent gray eyes rapid-firing love at me like Cupid's Gatling gun. I dropped to my knees in front of him and wrapped him in my arms, pressing a deep, probing kiss onto his mouth. He melted into me and kissed back as if nobody was watching, both of us moaning our passion.
"Shit you guys!" Justin practically wailed, squeezing his ramrod cock. "I gotta fool around! Somebody do something with me!"
Miles said remarkably calmly considering the atmosphere in the room, "We're all naked and horny. Let's have some fun."
Casey and I continued to make out and I began to pull his shirt upward. He leaned back to let me get the shirt off and I took the two-second opportunity to say, "Terry! Help me get Casey's pants off!" then plunged back into our kiss.
Terry eagerly pitched in and wrestled my boy's shorts and briefs down and off. As I might have expected he gawked at Casey's lovely little boner and I heard him suck in his breath.
"Go ahead," I said, muffled by Casey's lips crushed against mine. "Touch him."
I couldn't see what was happening but by Casey's excited reaction I knew Terry was doing just that.
Casey and I probed and tongued with wild abandon until I became aware of other passionate sounds in the room. I broke our kiss to see a delightful tableau a few feet away.
Justin had wasted no time. He had little Hannah on her back on the couch and had already mounted her in classic missionary position. I was truly impressed with the way the 9-year-old drove into her tiny pussy, pumping hard and fast and making her grunt with every thrust.
Hannah had a dreamy expression on her pretty face, her eyes lightly closed as she reveled in the sensation of being filled with stiff cock for the very first time. Justin's cute round face wore an expression of extreme concentration as he pounded into her. They were well-matched in size and passion and I loved the sight of Justin's sweet butt clenching and releasing as he determinedly pistoned in and out.
"Yeah, Justin!" Miles exclaimed happily, kneeling next to the couch and peering at their coupling from inches away. He began stroking his big cock and used the other hand to caress and fondle his cousin's driving butt. Geri sat next to them on the couch and began feverishly playing with herself as well.
"Kiss!" Casey moaned, snapping my attention back to him. I pressed in again and pulled his slick, strong little tongue into my mouth, sucking it like a cock. Finally he pulled it back and I gave him mine to return the favor.
"Wow, you guys," Terry gushed. "What a great kiss!"
I pulled back and gazed lovingly into my boy's mesmerizing eyes.
"He's a great kisser," I said for Terry's benefit. "Right from the first time." I nodded toward Terry and said "He's a really good kisser too, Casey. You guys ought to try it together."
Terry looked surprised. "But you're boyfriends now."
"Yeah, and you guys are best friends," I said. "You love each other too on some level, and I know you've always wanted to fool around with Casey."
Terry blushed and Casey regarded him, amused and flattered.
"I heard you say it before," Casey said, "but I never knew you liked me that way."
Terry blushed even deeper, but made intimate eye contact with Casey. "Yeah," he said softly. "I think you're great."
"Go on," I urged gently, nudging them together. "Give it a try."
The boys smiled shyly at one another and then slowly drifted together into a brief, soft kiss. They both pulled back and their smiles widened, then as one they came together again for a much deeper, more passionate kiss. Their arms came around each other and they began Frenching like mad.
"There you go!" I said with a smile. "I knew you both wanted that, and I wanted it for you."
Casey broke the kiss and grinned. "He does kiss good," he said. "But aren't you, like, jealous?"
"No," I said, taking his hand. "I know you love me, Casey. I can see it in your big beautiful eyes. Whether we're playing in bed or playing chess in the park, it's all better because we're in love. But fooling around is great too, even with people we don't have deep love feelings for. I want you and Terry to have fun together, and anybody else you want to be with, and I can have fun with other kids too. It doesn't mean you and I will ever stop loving each other."
Miles was suddenly there. "Fooling around feels good and it's fun," he said. "Don't think about it too much, just do it!"
"Yeah," I agreed, "Just look at how nice and hard your two dicks are. Why don't you guys give each other a nice suck?"
Casey shot me an apprehensive look. "I haven't even done that for you yet."
"You can start with Terry and work your way up to me."
"OK," Casey said, relieved. "That's probably a good idea."
Terry's brown eyes shined out his opinion that it was a great idea!
"Let me go first," Casey said to his friend. "I'm afraid if I wait I'll chicken out."
Terry smiled and sat in my easy chair, his butt all the way to the front and his legs wide open. His avid little prong jutted up his rounded belly and pulsed with excitement. Casey slipped to his knees before him and put his hands on Terry's ample thighs.
"Here goes," he said, and leaned in to lick Terry's small cockhead. He looked up to his best friend with a big smile, then leaned in again and took the skinny thing into his mouth. When I heard contented sighs from both of them I knew Casey would figure out the rest on his own.
A sharp cry drew my attention back to the couch. Hannah's mouth was open and her squeals of delight filled the room as she came, her little frame shaking and thrashing under Justin as he slammed fully into her and pulsed with his own release. I met eyes with a grinning Miles.
"They came together?" I asked in wonder.
"This is Hannah's second one," Miles said. "She was quiet the first time but Justin fucked her so hard trying to catch up that she came again!"
I shook my head. "Your cousin is really something," I said in admiration. "He's nine and making a girl cum twice. I didn't even fuck a girl until I was 19."
"Somebody needs to make me cum!" Geri begged, her own fingers frantically working at the top of her slit. "Please, Miles," she implored. "I know you like boys better but I can't wait for Hannah. She'll be wiped out for a long time and I need it now!"
I was about to speak up and offer my linguistic services when Miles made a pitch.
"How about this? I'll fuck you in your pussy until you cum, but if I haven't cum yet by then you have to let me finish in your butt."
Geri's mouth fell open, but she shot a look at her middle brother writhing under Casey's attentions and said, "Well, if Terry can take a grownup one then I guess I can take yours."
Miles broke into a big smile and turned to me. "Can we use your bed, Bill?" I grinned and nodded, and Miles took Geri's hand, gallant as hell, and Geri beamed all the way to the bedroom.
"Can I watch?" Gary asked, and Geri made a face.
"He's the one who got this party started in the first place," I reminded her. "Without him you wouldn't be doing anything with Miles."
She softened. "We got to watch everybody else, so I guess it's only fair," she said. "Come on."
Gary happily followed them into the bedroom and I took it upon myself to follow as well. Hell, I wasn't about to miss this.
Miles led Geri to the bed and she happily rolled onto her back, opening her legs wide. Her pencil line of a slit opened slightly and I could see the shimmer of her girl juices.
"Not like that," Miles said. "Get on all fours."
She looked confused. "But Hannah and Justin..."
"I like to do it from behind," Miles said. "Don't worry, you'll like it. Besides, there's something I have to do first to get you ready.
Miles opened my nightstand drawer and retrieved the K-Y, popping the top and squirting himself a handful.
"What's that?" Geri asked, slightly alarmed.
"This is called lube," he explained. "I have to put some in your butthole, to make it slippery for when I put my dick in there."
Geri's frightened look deepened. "But maybe you wont have to," she argued. "Maybe you'll cum in my pussy."
"I doubt it," he said flatly, and I knew he was going to make damn sure he didn't. "Believe me, we won't want to take the time to lube you up when we're all hot and goin' at it."
I had pulled up the bedroom chair to a perfect viewing position and lifted Gary onto my knee exactly as when we rested in the shallow end of the pool, except this time his naked little butt was directly on my bare skin. The eroticism of it surprised me and my cock twitched. I smiled into his bright brown eyes and he returned a happy grin.
"Don't fight it," Miles said to Geri, finger-painting her crack with lube. "It hurts if you fight it, but not if you just let my finger in."
Geri adopted a look of determination and I could see her whole demeanor loosen. I gave her credit because she was genuinely trying.
Miles' index finger zeroed in on her tiny brownish-pink opening and wiggled against it. Geri sucked in her breath and slightly clenched, relaxing again quickly. Emboldened, Miles inserted his fingertip, pausing for a reaction. None came, so he pushed his finger in to the second knuckle.
"Ohhh!" Geri moaned and Miles froze, but after a few beats she opened herself again and said, "It's OK. Go ahead."
Miles pulled his finger back a bit and pressed it forward again, deeper this time, and Geri breathed a bit harder but remained silent. Miles slid his finger in and out three times to that same depth and then pulled it all the way out.
"That wasn't so bad," Geri said in obvious relief.
"We're not done," Miles said, getting some more lube and reinserting his finger much more quickly than before.
"Ahhh!" Geri cried and clenched tightly. "Go easy, OK?" she said, and took a few seconds to relax herself again.
"Sorry," Miles said, chagrined. He cautiously slipped his index finger back in to the hilt, letting her settle for a moment before beginning to deep-finger the girl's open cavity. He fingered her ten times or so and pulled it almost out, then carefully slipped two fingers through her tight ring.
Geri steeled herself and silently allowed the intrusion. I was surprised to realize that her whole vibe had mellowed.
Gary sensed it too, the surprisingly intuitive little guy, and shared a knowing look with me. With no prompting at all his small soft hand slipped down and grabbed my cock. I reacted with a smile that he ate up as I bent to kiss his sweet neck.
Gary didn't turn me on that much but boy did I like him!
Miles eased his two fingers out of Geri's ass and asked, "Does Hannah finger your pussy hole?"
"Yeah," Geri said, "and licks it too."
"How many fingers does she put in?"
"Usually three."
"OK, then," he said, coating his big pounding boner with the excess K-Y. "We're ready."
He moved up closer to her wide-open rear end and with one hand on her ass cheek he used the other to guide his cock to the target. He slid his dickhead up and down Geri's slit for several seconds, either for his own pleasure or searching for the opening, I couldn't tell which.
"Where is it?" he asked. "Use your hand to help me."
Geri reached underneath her and grabbed Miles' cock. It was strange to realize that it was the first time she'd touched it. She pulled it far down and Miles reacted in surprise.
"Way down there?"
"Yeah," Geri grunted in frustration. "Where else would it be?"
I piped in, "Some girls have it more to the front or the back. Yours must be pretty much in the middle."
"I can't reach it at this angle," Miles said. "Try putting your face right down to the mattress."
Geri doubled herself further over to kiss the bedsheet and Miles adjusted his approach until Geri's hand could guide him to the entrance.
"That's it!" she cried happily. "You found it!"
"OK," Miles said in a husky voice. He began to push forward as Geri panted.
Little Gary tightened his grip on my cock and I noticed he was also fondling himself.
Miles slowly pushed his five inches into the virgin pussy as Geri gasped. Halfway in he pulled back an inch and then began another drive. He eased it into Geri in this staccato way until his slim pelvis bumped up to her perineum.
"Oh, yeah!" Geri enthused. "It feels so good! Just hold it there for a minute, OK?"
Miles' face was a picture of deep concentration. I was sure it felt great for him too, but he was so fixated on getting into her ass that he was probably doing multiplication tables in his head to keep from boiling over.
"OK," Geri gasped. "Fuck me now, Miles! Fuck me good!"
Miles eased his cock back out until only the head was inside, then with a firm thrust buried it inside of her. Geri moaned in pleasure and Miles repeated the motion several times. They were slow, deliberate pumps, maybe to get her juices flowing, or maybe to ensure that he didn't cum before he was ready.
"Faster!" Geri begged. "Do it faster!"
Now holding both of her hips Miles picked up the pace and soon he was steadily slamming into her. His hairless belly slapped against her ass and his balls swung against her clit, the sounds and smells of sex rising and filling the room. Pussy sex smells different from butt sex and I hadn't smelled hot pussy in a year or so, and I must admit it turned me on.
"Gary?" I whispered into my lap boy's little ear. "Are you feeling sexy watching this?"
"I don't know," he answered softly. "I don't know what sexy feels like."
"Oh my God!" Geri exclaimed as Miles rammed into her.
"Do you wish you were doing something with your dick right now?" I asked.
"I am doing something," Gary said, and I looked down to see him masturbating with his thumb and index finger.
"Would you like me to do something nice for you?" I whispered into that tiny ear.
"OK," he said barely audibly.
I slid him off of my knee long enough to get out of the chair. I turned the chair sideways to the bed then sat him on it. I dropped to my knees and pulled his hips forward almost off of the seat and nudged his legs open.
"Can you still see the bed?"
"Yeah."
I turned my head and, satisfied that I could see the young bangers as well, took Gary's tiny stiff cock into my mouth. It was a tasty morsel, extremely hard with a large helmet head relative to its less than 2 inches of length. That estimate was a bit misleading because when I used two fingers to push down his bald, baby-fatted pubic mound it revealed another half-inch of penis. I licked and swirled the oversize head and I felt the boy squirm.
"Do you like that?" I asked softly, so as not to disturb the couple on the bed.
"Yeah," he answered seemingly without excitement, but his rapid heartbeat told a different story.
"Oh shit!" Geri cried, her loudest exclamation yet. "Oh fuck I'm getting close! Fuck me Miles, fuck me!"
I pumped my mouth up and down the short length of Gary's throbbing little dick. His breathing became ragged and his hips bucked involuntarily. I became aware of the other four kids standing around us, apparently having finished their own couplings and drawn to Geri's lustful sounds. Miles drove into her relentlessly but somehow dispassionately, working to deliver her reward while consciously avoiding his own.
He had other plans for that.
"Go for it, Geri!" Justin urged. "You love that big dick as much as I do."
Hannah was right next to the bed watching intently. "She's gonna cum," she said. "I know that face."
I felt Gary tense and release three times and then collapse back to the chair. "Stop, Bill," he gasped. "No more!"
I grinned up at him and obediently pulled away. He smiled with great affection in his happy eyes.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Geri cried as her pussy visibly clenched around Miles' driving shaft. "Oh shit! Oh shit!" she exclaimed as she came, as strong as I've ever seen.
"Yeah, Geri!" Hannah cried happily. "Cum for us, baby!"
That little Hannah was proving to be quite the sex hound.
Geri's convulsions began to slow and Miles slowed his thrusts commensurately. In a few seconds he stopped completely, his dick still buried to the hilt as Geri sighed contentedly, thanking him and telling him how fabulous the fuck had been. Geri also exchanged a look with her girlfriend, for they now shared the knowledge of straight fulfillment as well as lesbian.
After letting her revel for a full 30 seconds Miles finally backed slowly away, his long slick boner sliding out of Geri's shining, tremendously lubricated puss. It had no sooner exited when Miles adjusted himself upward and jammed it sharply into her anus.
That hole he could find.
Geri sucked in her breath in astonishment. I was horrified, for that is not proper buttfucking etiquette and simply isn't done, unless of course it's a mutually consenting Dom/Sub kind of situation. In some small defense of the kid he didn't exactly jam it balls-deep in one go. It was really just the head, but jam it he did and with zero warning.
Geri did not react as severely as I expected her to. She was a sturdy girl, a year older than Miles and probably outweighed him by a good fifteen pounds. She surely could have easily dislodged his cock from her butt by bucking him backward or twisting away or simply falling forward onto her belly on the bed. In fact she could probably beat the shit out of Miles if it came down to it, the mere threat of which should have dissuaded him.
But Geri did none of that. Instead she held her ground, her ass still presented high and wide-open for his use. I guess she was well-prepared and lubed, and of course she must have been very relaxed having just creamed seconds earlier. In fact it may have been better that she wasn't ready or she might have tensed up.
"Miles!" she rebuked, not even sounding all that mad. "A little warning would have been nice."
"Sorry. Are you OK?" Miles asked sincerely.
"Yeah," Geri said. "Just take it easy."
"OK," he replied and that was the extent of it.
He began to gently rock behind her, his shiny tool disappearing into her bum a bit at a time. She made some noises as he invaded her but nothing alarming. A couple of those noises even sounded like pleasure.
"Are you almost in?" she asked in a voice only slightly strained.
"Half way," he said, and she groaned but carried on.
Deeper and deeper Miles advanced, a half inch in, a quarter inch out, until his smooth flat pubes bumped up against her soft round butt and he sighed in satisfaction.
"All the way," he announced. "Are you OK, Geri?"
"Yes," she said. "Damn that thing feels big back there."
Justin piped up, "Yeah! Isn't it fantastic?"
I guess little Justin loved to bottom as much as top.
"OK," Geri said. "You can pump it now."
Miles grinned at us and pulled back halfway, sliding it in again with some force. Geri grunted when he hit bottom.
"Oh my God," Geri moaned. "That's a big dick!"
She wasn't wrong, even though her ass had no other dicks to compare it to.
Miles sped up, his strokes becoming longer and longer until he was giving it to her damn near as hard as he had in her pussy. The slap of skin on skin grew louder and Miles' small hairless balls swung against her perineum.
"Oh man!" she said. "I think I like this!"
This spurred Miles on and he began fucking even harder.
"Hannah!" Geri called. "Help me, please! I can do it if you help me!"
"What should I do?" her girlfriend quickly asked.
"Remember that time?" Geri panted between grunts. "Your parents weren't home, and I was on my hands and knees on your bed just like this?"
Hannah brightened and grinned. She climbed onto the bed on her back and wriggled into 69 position underneath. Geri immediately ducked between Hannah's wide-open legs and passionately slurped the girl's hairless pussy. Hannah couldn't reach Geri's dripping cunt with her mouth so she reached up and fingered her instead.
And yes, she used three fingers, while expertly diddling Geri's clit with her thumb.
"Oh God, Miles!" Geri cried between sucks of Hannah's tiny clit. "Fuck my ass!"
Miles threw himself into it, fucking and fucking with all of his strength. His face was red and his breathing ragged and his high voice grunted the rhythm of his thrusts until with an animal groan he buried his cock deep within Geri and spasmed in climax. He moaned loudly and gave three more pumps before holding himself deep inside until his convulsions subsided. He slowly backed away, that long, thick flesh tube pulling out of her red and gaping hole. Miles fell away to the side, utterly spent.
Instantly Geri lowered her crotch onto Hannah's face and the two girls set about simultaneous pussy sucking exactly as I fantasized them doing on the pool chaise lounge.
It was hot as fuck.
A shadow moved in front of me and I tore my eyes away from the girls. It was Casey on his knees before me.
"I can do it now," he said. "I know I can."
Terry slid in next to Casey and said, "We decided I should do it with him and show him how."
"Great idea, boys," I said and adjusted my hips forward on the seat, giving them full access.
Over on the bed Geri was moaning loudly around her girlfriend's smooth little pussy and approaching another climax. Hannah seemed focused on getting Geri off but I hoped Hannah would get there again as well.
I felt a hot slick tongue on my cockhead and jerked my eyes down. Terry was licking around and around it and smiling up at me.
"Now you do it," he said to Casey, and my boy leaned in and extended his pink tongue. He licked and laved around the head just as Terry had. I saw him visibly relax and get a bit bolder, closing his lips over my sensitive tip for just a second then going back to licking.
"Oh, that's good, baby," I said as a shiver ran through me.
"Make sure you don't scratch him with your teeth," Terry said. "Remember when you sucked me I said to use your lips and tongue but never your teeth? Well, it's harder with a grownup because our mouths are small and his dick is big, so we always have to be very careful."
"I will," Casey promised. "Show me some more, Terry."
My zaftig little friend leaned in again and took my cockhead, turning his eyes upward and showing me their happy sparkle. He clamped his lips around it just under the corona and slowly, tantalizingly slowly, pulled his head back so that his soft, moist lips never lost a millisecond's contact with my sensitive flesh until it popped out of his lips and sprang up to bounce off of his nose.
Casey giggled at that and Terry suggested, "You try it now."
My boy bent and clamped his lips around me. It was different, Casey's mouth a bit smaller and his tongue more pointed, but nevertheless incredibly soft and wonderful to feel on my cock. He began sliding back, his lips gripping like they didn't want to let me go, tracing the precise shape of my dickhead until it popped free and sprang up again.
From the bed I heard Geri and Hannah vocalizing their climaxes but I barely registered it. The fellatio lesson in front of me was much more interesting.
"Going down is kind of hard," Terry said. "You have to really relax your whole throat and try not to gag. I had to practice a lot on Brian before I could do it."
He leaned in again and opened wide, taking my cockhead and sliding even further down until he had about half of it. He pumped up and down at that depth for a long time, a half-minute at least, saliva escaping and running down my shaft and into my pubes. Terry pulled off and grinned at me, catching his breath, and then resumed, taking an additional inch this time and his throat opening to accept me. He pumped vigorously while Casey looked on in astonishment.
I nudged Terry up and off to keep from nutting before Casey had his chance.
"Gosh Terry," Casey gushed. "You can take big ones at both ends!"
Terry giggled and took it as a compliment.
"Don't try to do that the first time," I cautioned. "Just do as much as you're comfortable with."
Casey eagerly leaned back in. It was perfection itself, his sweet, soft lips caressing my cockhead and that pointy little tongue dancing across my glans. He licked it and slurped it like it was his favorite thing ever, taking my shaft in one hand and stroking it while the other gently fondled my balls. He was just as enthusiastic a cocksucker as Terry, and that's saying a lot!
Terry rose and came to the side of the chair. "Gary, let's suck his nipples!" he said, but Gary only looked at him questioningly. "Come on, I've done it before. He likes it."
"I do like it," I said. "It would be really nice, Gary."
He smiled and happily took a bookend position on my other side. The brothers bent to my chest and Gary watched Terry lick and suck for a second, then gave it a try himself.
He was good at it from the first lick.
"You can bite it super gently, too," Terry instructed. "He loves that."
Gary warmed to the task and soon found the perfect balance between gentle and aggressive. His tender, slick lips and tongue and tiny teeth pleasured my nip even better than Terry.
Casey's small mouth couldn't accept much more than the head of my cock but he worked it with zeal while his small soft hand squeezed and stroked my shaft. Lightning coursed around my body, my cock and my nipples and my balls all at their full peak of sensitivity. Casey sucked and licked and stroked and fondled and the brothers sucked and bit and flicked my nipples until the tremors began in my gut. My thighs tensed and my hips bucked up and my stomach clenched.
"I'm gonna cum, baby!" I warned. "I mean right now!"
I was dimly aware of all the little faces crowded around as my jizz began to spew. Casey held on like a bronc rider as I bucked and spasmed and filled his sweet little mouth with my thick cream. His tongue worked on my cockhead and his throat struggled to swallow, but finally he had it all and my loving boy rode me back to a safe landing on terra firma.
"Wow, Casey!" Terry enthused. "What a great blowjob!"
"That was so good, Casey," I said between heaving breaths. "Boy, when you decide to go for it you really go for it!"
"Wow, man!" Miles added, clapping Casey on the back in congratulations. "He squirted in your mouth, didn't he?"
"What did it taste like?" Justin asked. "I never blew anybody who could squirt."
"Squirt what?" Hannah asked, but Geri just shrugged in puzzlement and continued wiping a surprising amount of Hannah's juice from her face with Casey's discarded underpants. I thought that was pretty rude but didn't say anything.
Casey wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and explained, "When boys get older they make this white stuff that's all thick and gooey. It's a little bit gross but it feels so good for Bill I was happy to swallow it for him." Then he looked at me with eyes full of meaning and said, "You do things for the person you love, just because you love them."
I opened my arms and Casey climbed atop me in the chair. "Thank you, honey. I love you too, very much."
We kissed deeply and our little audience seemed to appreciate it.
"You know," Casey began tentatively, "I wanted to suck you this morning when you asked me to but I was scared. And what's really weird is that I wasn't only scared of your dick or even of the cum getting in my mouth. I think deep down I was scared that you would think I was weird and you wouldn't love me anymore."
"But that's crazy, honey," I said as kindly as that sentence can be said. "I'm the one who was asking you to."
"I know, it's stupid," Casey said. "But I just love you so much I didn't want you to think less of me for being gay. Which is crazy because you want me to be gay!"
I hugged him to me again and kissed him. "Casey, I want you to be whatever you really, truly are. If that's gay, then great! Let's be gay together. If you decide tomorrow that you like girls instead that's OK too. I love you and the most important thing is that you're happy."
Casey crushed himself to me again and we were off on another face-sucking marathon. We traded every drop of spit we could produce for a really long time, and when we finally broke apart I realized Geri and Hannah were right next to us in an equally passionate lip-lock. Casey and I shared a happy smile and watched the girls another full minute until they broke apart and stared into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Hannah," Geri said sincerely. "You're the best girl in the whole world!"
The little blond beamed into her girlfriend's eyes. "I love you too!" she cried and crushed herself to Geri for another kiss.
"Oh Justin!" we heard, and we all turned to the sound. "Oh my darling! It's you I truly love!"
It was Miles, holding his hands clenched in front of his heart, fluttering his eyelashes and gazing at his cousin. His tone of voice was mercilessly mocking.
Justin adopted a heavy, intentionally fake French accent he must have picked up from Pepé Le Pew and said, "Say you'll be mine, mon amour!" Upon this the boys pulled together into a sloppy, noisy kiss full of smacking and slurping sounds that soon had all of us laughing, and even more when it culminated in a loud burp.
"Very funny, you guys," I said as the laughter died down, "but you'll know someday. Love is the best feeling in the world."
"It sure is!" Geri said, cupping Hannah's cheek in one hand and gazing lovingly into her blue eyes.
As horny as these kids were they did finally run out of sexual gas and, after cycling through the bathroom to pee and wash off bodily fluids, decided to go swimming. As host I did my toilette last and let them run ahead to the pool. Just as I was leaving the phone rang.
"Hello Bill? This is Brandi."
"Oh, hi!" I said cheerily, in the kind of mood that two hours of great sex engenders. "You just missed Casey. He went to the pool with Terry and the kids. We expected to hear from you last night, but it's OK. Casey is fine and having the time of his life."
"I'm glad somebody is having fun," she said, sounding both sad and angry.
"Uh-oh," I said, concerned. "What's wrong, Brandi?"
"It's my asshole boyfriend," she said. "Ex-boyfriend, that is. Casey always knew he was a shit and I wish I had listened to him."
I agreed, but it wasn't the time to say so.
"What happened?"
"We got to the cabin yesterday and met his frat-boy friend Kevin to hand over the keys," she said. "I tried to call you but the phone was dead. Kevin said he would check with the phone company as soon as he got back to town. So Kevin drove off and Tony and I made dinner, but then after dinner Tony went into town to get some beer and wine while I was doing the dishes and said he'd be right back. I told him to call you from a pay phone but I'm guessing he didn't do it."
"No," I said apologetically, though I didn't know what the hell I was apologizing for.
"Add one more lie to the list," she said. "Well, I finished the dishes and got, you know, comfortable, because we were gonna... you know..."
"Yeah, I know," I said.
"But he never came back! It got to be eleven o'clock, midnight, and here's me stranded in this cabin with no phone and no car! I'm going crazy, thinking he's dead in a ditch somewhere."
"But that's not what happened, is it?"
"No!" she said in disgust. "I wish he was dead in a ditch! I'd like to be the one who killed him in the ditch! The son of a bitch met some chick at the liquor store and they went back to her place and drunk-fucked until they passed out! And then the bastard came back this morning after I'd been up worrying all night and told me all about it, like it was no big deal. Like I had no reason to be upset!"
"What an asshole!" I couldn't help blurting.
"So we had this huge fight and I told him to go to hell and he called me a cunt and got in his car and burned rubber out of there. I was glad he left until I remembered that I still had no phone and no car! His fucking friend never turned the phone on, and I think he never intended to. It was just another lie!"
"You obviously got to a phone somehow," I said, hoping to calm her down without actually saying the words "calm down."
Women hate it when men tell them to calm down.
"I walked a mile and a half to the next cabin," she said, her tone a mixture of self-sufficient pride and can-you-believe-this-shit. "I just wanted to use the phone to call a cab but the neighbors were really nice and insisted on giving me a ride to the bus station, which is where I am now."
"Holy crap," I said in disbelief. "It couldn't have gone much worse, could it?"
"Not unless I caught some sort of flesh-eating disease from the cabin," she said. "Well, anyway it's over and I'm rid of the prick."
"What time does your bus get in?" I asked. "Casey and I will meet you."
"Oh, it keeps getting better," Brandi said. "The bus only stops in this piece of shit town twice a week. The next one isn't until Thursday!"
"Oh, hell no!" I said. "I'll put Casey in the car and we'll come get you."
"No," she said, "I don't want to ruin Casey's fun. In fact I hope you won't say anything to him about any of this. I already found a cheap hotel room so I'll just come home on Thursday as originally planned, except of course I'll need a ride home from the bus station. By then I'll have figured out what to say to Casey."
"Brandi, I'm really sorry that this happened to you. It truly sucks."
"Yes it does," she said, "and so does Tony."
I didn't let on to Casey that his Mom was having such a hard time. She didn't want him to worry about her, and in fact it was sort of her own fault for not seeing through that obvious shitheel.
The boy and I spent the next two days having fun both in bed and out. There were no more eight-way orgies, but we did get together with other kids both days. Casey wanted to watch me "put it up" Terry, which turned him on a lot, but that night in bed when I broached the subject of back-door play Casey shut me down hard.
In fact the one thing we never did was anal. It turned out that Casey was cool with everything I could do to him except penetration; not even with fingers. He liked being rimmed but otherwise his butthole was off limits even to the younger boys. He was fine being the one banging another guy's ass, but not receiving. Hey, it's his body and his choice, and besides I still had Terry for that so I was cool.
I think I had more kid sex that summer than in the whole rest of my life combined. Casey and I were inseparable, hanging out virtually every day as I became his de facto babysitter. Brandi was so pissed at Tony that she actually bonded with me over our mutual loathing of the bastard. I became absolutely trusted with Casey and the kid spent a couple of nights a week at my place even after school began again.
Those overnighters went exactly the way you might think.
The other kids kept coming around to my apartment whenever they were horny, which was often. Geri and Hannah were an absolutely dedicated couple and appreciated that Casey and I let them use the bedroom when they wanted privacy. They both fooled around with the other kids but lovemaking was reserved exclusively for one another.
Miles came over several times a week for the rest of the summer and Justin often accompanied him. In fact Justin was a goddamn animal. He topped and bottomed his way through the whole list of kids all summer, never getting enough. He wouldn't bottom for me, but then he was pretty small and I was worried about hurting him anyway.
Miles proved to be a major stud-in-training, pretty much fucking everything that had a hole in it. One day when Casey was out shopping with his mother Miles fucked me for 45 minutes straight, pausing a few times to rest but never pulling out.
We both came twice.
Little Gary was too shy to ask for anything, but he never turned it down when anyone offered and his chubby little thighs were amazing to slick-leg. Terry taught him to suck my cock and one of my favorite memories is the day the two brothers and Casey triple-teamed me. Two boys sucked me in tandem while the third fucked my face. They'd get me going like mad and then stop, rotating positions until they had all been in every one, and only then would they let me cum.
I came out of that feeling like I'd been through a Maytag's extended spin cycle.
Life was better than it had ever been until the middle of April, when I received a certified letter from Dr. Wang.
"Casey," I said the next time we had privacy, "sit down. I need to tell you some news."
He sat, looking apprehensive.
"I just heard from my landlord, the man who owns this condo and rents it to me. He has sold the unit to someone who wants to move in and live here. I have to be out in six weeks."
"What?" Casey asked in bewilderment. "Can he do that?"
"Yes, I'm afraid he can," I said, trying to hide my own disappointment. "He only had to give thirty days notice and he actually gave more than that."
"But... but," Casey stammered, "What will we do?"
"Try not to worry, OK? I'll start right away looking for another rental unit in the complex. Let's not get upset unless we have to."
I held open my arms and he slowly moved into them, kissing me somberly and hugging as tightly as he ever had.
For the next three weeks I did my damndest to find a place but there simply weren't any I could afford. It seemed that Dr. Wang had been primarily interested in keeping the place occupied and covering his mortgage, planning to make his profit on the resale of the property. He had been undercharging by rather a lot compared to the other landlords who made money on the rent itself. Not having a job while I wrote my book and lived off of savings I was instantly priced out of the complex.
I was fucked.
"Oh Bill!" Casey wailed when I told him, the tears falling freely from his steel-gray eyes, "You can't go away! You just can't! I love you!"
"I know, kid," I said gently, barely holding back my own tears. "I love you too, you know that. We'll figure something out, you'll see."
With only two weeks to go I snared an older, smaller but less expensive apartment about five miles away. It happened to be an evening when Brandi had invited me to dinner.
"Don't worry, honey," she said to Casey when the meal was over and I prepared to go. "Bill won't be that far away and he can come see you and you can go there for visits."
"But I like being with him every day after school, until you come home from work."
"I know, sweetie," she said. "We'll have to find you another baby... um, I mean, some other fun place to for you to go after school."
"It won't be the same," Casey said sullenly.
"No, honey, it won't," Brandi said, sounding genuinely sorry about the rotten turn of events. "Tell you what," she added more brightly. "We'll set up a schedule, say one weekend a month. Bill can come to dinner on Friday just like tonight and then take you with him to his new place for the weekend. You can have a nice visit and he'll bring you home in time for dinner on Sunday. How does that sound?"
"Really Mom?" Casey gushed. "Oh boy! You're the best!" and he threw his arms around her and peppered her face with kisses.
I felt like doing it too.
"Until school lets out for the summer you have to take your homework with you and it better be done when you get home," she warned, but with a big smile.
"OK!" Casey enthused and turned to me for the hugs and kisses treatment. Brandi was used to him kissing me by then, and he made sure not to do it on the lips.
Casey spent every possible minute with me those last two weeks. On his last overnight at my place just before I moved we spent the entire night making love. Every time I suggested sleep he reached for my cock and we were off to the races yet again. By my final cum I half expected a plume of dust to shoot out of my dick.
The first weekend at my new place was spectacular. We were no sooner in the door than he was peeling off his clothes and shouting, "Where's the bedroom?" Casey gave me an absolutely amazing blow job to start the festivities, bringing me to the brink and backing off five separate times before finally allowing me to cross the finish line. I came and came for what seemed like a solid minute and my hungry boy swallowed it all.
He said he'd been dreaming of my wonderful rim jobs and so I chowed down on his tender, delectable asshole for as long as my tongue could stand it. We flipped around and he mounted my face for some furious mouth-fucking until he pulsed and clenched and throbbed out the juice that wasn't yet there, collapsing across me like a rag doll.
I took him out for burgers and fries and we watched a video, then retired to my bed for another magnificent marathon session. It was the most glorious 48 hours since Brandi had left him with me for the Tony debacle.
We settled into this routine, one weekend a month of absolute bliss, followed by 28 days of misery and impatience. It was better than nothing we reminded each other, and at least we had our love to hold us until our next visit.
Casey was eleven by the fall and getting to be a big boy, having started Middle School and the sixth grade. Physically he had gained ten pounds and was two inches taller than when I met him, and had added almost an inch of nice stiff cock. He was still gorgeously smooth and hadn't yet produced any sperm, but the day was coming. Another indication puberty was fast approaching was that he couldn't seem to get enough sex.
Nobody saw me complaining.
Our November weekend was scheduled for the Friday before Thanksgiving, but on Wednesday of that week Brandi called and asked to switch it to the first weekend in December. Casey was on some committee tasked with decorating the school for the holiday, which Brandi hadn't known was planned for that Saturday. Perfectly reasonably, he couldn't come Thanksgiving weekend either because Brandi's parents would be in town from Scottsdale and wanted to spend time with their grandson.
I graciously hid my disappointment and waited for December 1st.
Our regularly scheduled December visit was supposed to be the weekend before Christmas, but Brandi pushed it to January because we'd only just had a visit and Christmas is just so crazy. Again I was gracious, and our mid-January visit was wonderful, both of us extra horny after six weeks apart. We made like bunnies from Friday evening into Saturday's early hours.
Lying there canoodling in post-orgasmic bliss Casey broached an unexpected subject.
"I met my Mom's new boyfriend over Christmas. His name's Mike."
"Hmm," I said. "She never mentioned that she'd met anyone."
I don't know why I was surprised by that. Although Brandi and I were very friendly we didn't really talk about much that wasn't Casey-related.
"He seems nice," Casey said. "Not like Tony, that's for sure. He has a son named Chris, who I think is nine."
I gave Casey a comically lascivious look, wiggling my eyebrows like Groucho. "Is he cute?"
Casey laughed. "I don't know, I guess so," he said. "I only saw his picture. He had Christmas with his Mom."
"Divorced, huh?"
"Yeah," Casey said. "I'm supposed to meet Chris next weekend. They're coming over Saturday and they'll stay overnight."
"Neat," I said. "Maybe you'll have a new friend."
"Maybe more than that," Casey said with joking naughtiness. "There's no place for Chris to sleep except in my bed with me!"
"Well you'll have to report back!" I said and we both giggled.
We laughed too soon.
The Thursday before our February weekend it started snowing and didn't stop until Sunday. No visit. When I phoned Brandi to reschedule she got downright testy with me.
"It's not so easy, you know," she complained. "I'm a single mother with a full-time job, and now I'm seeing someone I really like and he brings his son over and the kid is disappointed if Casey isn't here that weekend. And even if Chris doesn't come along Mike likes to plan family outings and he's disappointed if Casey isn't here. These visits are frankly getting to be more pain in the ass than they're worth!"
I did my best not to react defensively. "I know it's hard, Brandi," I said. "But you know how Casey looks forward to our weekends, and I confess I do too. I think if you and I both try to remain flexible..."
"I think I've been more than accommodating, Bill," she said, only slightly more calmly. "You're not his father, you know. There's no joint custody order that says I have to let you see him at all, much less on a fixed schedule."
Stay cool, Bill...
"Of course it's entirely up to you, Brandi," I said gently. "We're both going well out of our way for Casey's sake, and I just hate to disappoint him, that's all."
"Yeah, I know," she finally said, much more kindly. "He really does love spending weekends with you. He likes you very much, and actually I do too."
"Thanks," I said, calming down. "I think you're both terrific, you know that."
"I know," she said. "You've been just amazing. I don't know how I would have managed the whole Tony situation without your help, emotionally I mean. You kept Casey happy and busy so I didn't have to worry about him while I sorted myself out, and I'll always be grateful for that. Listen, why don't you give me a call next week and we'll figure out a weekend in March?"
That call was equally unproductive and no March visit ever materialized. Casey and I had to settle for phone calls that had to stay G-rated because Brandi was always within earshot, except for one time when Brandi ran across to her friend's apartment to see her new baby and we squeezed in 20 minutes of phone sex. Casey was too scared to pull out his dick but he did talk dirty to me until I fountained jizz all over my living room.
That was the call when I found out that Chris was indeed up for boy-boy mischief, delightedly into sucking and being sucked. Casey said the kid was even good at it.
I never got to find out. Brandi kept making excuses and time dragged on until it had been six months since I'd seen my beautiful boy. Brandi was serious about making a family with Mike and pointedly told me that Casey didn't need two father-figures in his life. I knew she'd never relent, and by then even Casey was resigned to our fate. In an awkward phone call we said teary goodbyes and I never saw Casey's steel-gray eyes again.
Except for every time I close mine.
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