Date: Sun, 3 Dec 2017 22:30:39 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: The Ahn Boys 27 Author's note: There are some definite time discrepancies throughout the story. At the beginning, the story appears to take place around 1932, however within a chapter I'm describing autos built in 1933 and referencing 1934. All that said, let's consider the story having begun in late spring of 1934 and the trip having started say mid-July. In addition, I have also taken some small liberties with historical data. For the most part the story is, I believe, historically accurate. ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Finally, after almost 2 months on the road, we started back toward the East in late September. The trip back would go a little quicker but not significantly so. From Los Angeles we headed southeast into Arizona and New Mexico. I debated on whether to take any side trips north or even take a more centrally located route but elected against it. Winter was coming on and frankly there wasn't enough payoff in terms of geological, historical or cultural value thought the Midwest to offset the time spent to pursue such things. So, the plan was a fairly direct route back home through the southern states, into Texas to visit with our Indian boys as well as Jay et al. But let me backtrack a little bit. Before leaving San Francisco, I got rid of virtually all the Asian businesses that belonged to Auntie Ahn except for few things I thought we might be able to use and among those were a bank and a small but busy machine works company that, among other things, manufactured parts for firearms. Using Gerald as a sounding board I kept land and buildings in various parts of the city as well as some outlying areas that Gerald predicted would increase in value dramatically over the following 5-10 years. That suited us just fine as we really were looking for longer term investments and didn't need the cash. As it was I walked away with 11 million dollars after divesting myself of everything that I didn't want or that didn't seem to fit in the plans of where we were headed financially. Of course John Chang and friends were a little disappointed that I wouldn't sell the properties but still they picked up quite a bit of stuff for about 50 cents on the dollar, or less. Ping & Pong; now that was a night to remember. I discovered that they were actually Thai boys and not Chinese but that certainly didn't matter. They had been acquired as newborns and so were raised Chinese. As we headed upstairs to my apartment, the building being one of the properties that I kept, they chattered with Xiou Chen who translated some of the discussion. Needless to say, they wanted to know if my sacred stalk was prodigious, if Chen had sex with me and if I was a good lover. My boy reported that yes he had, yes I was a very good lover. He also said that my imperial dragon would cause them to tremble in fear when they saw it and they would worry that their most secret hole would be ripped open by it. The boys giggled at the prospect. Upstairs in the apartment the rest of the boys were hanging out, some dressed and some not. AJ and Willie were just sitting and chatting while Tobias watched as Jessie and Jamon played a game of chess. Edward had asked to stay on the train so that he could be with Dalton and after checking with max, gave him the go ahead. Gregory was reading a newspaper and beamed when Xiou Chen entered with us. If he was hoping to cuddle with his boy then he was going to be a little disappointed. Frankie and Gideon were nowhere to be seen so I assumed were in a bedroom somewhere. When we entered the living room everyone looked up and the boys all but jumped up. A new boy always caused excitement, but twin boys created a whole other level. "Boys I'd like to introduce you to Ping and Pong. They are going to be my guests for the evening." Needless to say they and that didn't need any further explanation. Everybody stepped forward to say hello to the twins who didn't seem the least bit daunted at being the focus of attention of so many strangers. When the introductions were over I asked my guests if they desired something to eat or drink and they responded that water would be lovely so we tromped into the kitchen and then head down the hall to the master suite. Made up of 3 rooms it contained a decent sized sitting area, large sleeping room and a more than adequate bathroom which contained a large tiled tub. Ping-whom I determined had the diamond in his left ear and Pong in the right-asked if there was some place they could change. I directed Chen to take them into the bedroom while I waited in the living area. They were gone for about 5 minutes before they returned, Chen coming back through the arched doorway first then standing to the side to allow the twins to come into the room. I was stunned to say the least as they entered and then stopped 5 feet from me and stood side by side like a pair of incredibly cute bookends. Both boys were clad in a deep red garment that covered only their genitalia and that barely. The pouch was attached to the bottom strand of a set of triple strands of cloth that served as the waistband. The strands were about 1 inch apart but were connected by an upright piece of cloth about every 10 inches except that the weight of their cocks and balls in the pouch had tugged the bottom strand way out of line. Because I was facing the boys, I couldn't see if there was a butt panel or not. The red stood out beautifully on their brown skin and combined with their very large and ever so slightly almond shaped eyes and full pink lips made them appear very exotic. They couldn't be considered slender or stocky but seem perfectly proportioned in every way. Their chests were defined but not particularly muscled any more than the rest of their torso and both sported small brown areola's. The typical ab muscles weren't present nor was there a deep crease to create the classic V that culminated in boy genitalia although there was some crease. As they aged, I guessed that their bodies would do away with their baby fat and they could in fact gain more defined torso's. The pouches holding their boyhood charms weren't straining to keep them in check but still seemed full enough, indicating boys that might be a little above average size for their age. As my eyes grazed over their bodies there were no imperfections that I could see although Pong had a very small mole just below his left clavicle while Ping had two even smaller side by side moles above and to the outside of his right nipple. The twins were identical and perfect specimens of pre-adolescent boys and I was looking very much forward to unwrapping them and playing with them. I couldn't recall ever having been with a set of twins let alone gorgeous twins. "Do we please you Lord," Pong Asked, catching me by surprise that he spoke English albeit heavily accented and lilting. Part of that sing song way of speaking was due to the 4 tones in Mandarin. There are words in that language that have multiple meanings the differences identified by tone as well as context in the conversation. "Yes; very much so boys," I responded with a whisper. They both smiled which seemed to make them even more cute than they already were. "Please come with us Lord so that we may bathe you," Ping said. The boy turned to lead the way through the bedroom to the bathroom and I then noticed that the back strap to their garment wasn't a panel nor was it a string but a 2 inch wide strip of cloth that more or less covered the dusky butt crack but did nothing to hide or diminish the glorious brown cheeks of his narrow butt. Pong reached out and took my hand in a soft grip and led me off behind his brother. In the bathroom, the tub which was basically a large rectangular tiled box, was situated in the middle of the room and was already filling with water. Ping went to the counter where he'd placed some objects and picked up a small vial and poured the contents into the water causing the room to come to life with the fragrance of sandalwood and other scents that I didn't recognize. Pong spoke to Xiou Chen who then said to me, "The oils in the bath will help you relax but also will give your imperial dragon more strength and stamina." What seemed left unsaid was that I'd need strength and stamina to deal with and hopefully satisfy 2 preteen hormonal boys who were intent on losing their virginity. I keep saying preteen but they could well have been 13, or even a small statured 14 but I didn't think so. "Please to sit Lord," Pong said, directing me to a dressing bench off to the side. Once there he went about unbuttoning my dress shirt while his twin went to work on my shoes and socks. Just watching the two boys move around was erotic enough and I wondered how much was training versus instinctual, not that it mattered all that much. Pong had me stand up in order to undo my belt and slacks then then pulled them down, leaving my underwear in place. The boys were quite surprised and a little excited. I was wearing pair of white cotton Y front briefs, a clothing item that was very new to the undergarment scene. Of course, the design cupped my cock and balls and created a large bulge in the garment. I was quite taken with them frankly. The boys had me sit back down then poured some oil into their hands and one began massaging my feet while the other worked on my shoulders and back. Both had fairly strong hands. "Nice muscle," Pong said he worked my shoulders, "very so strong." Ping sat cross legged on the floor while he worked on my feet and the position opened the pouch of his garment enough for me to see a small edge of his boy bag exposed. The tub finally filled to the boys' satisfaction and Pong turned the water off. "Come Lord, we bath you now," Pong said and bade me stand up. Ping then hooked his fingers in the waistband of my underwear and tugged them down and gasped. "Oh, sir your imperial one eyed dragon is so majestic, so big." Pong came around to see and the boy reacted similarly. "Indeed my brother it will surely rip our secret holes, as elder brother indicated." "And his big sacred sac will make much milk for us to drink," Ping said. That said the boys coaxed me to the tub and I climbed in then proceeded to sit almost in the middle. The boys got in with me but didn't submerge, instead soaking washcloths and began to wet me down. The water was quite hot and once I adjusted to it I could feel my muscles relax. From behind, Pong got me to tilt my head back and poured water through my hair to soak it before washing and rinsing it. The feel of their small hands roaming my body, even in a non-sexual manner, felt quite nice. The tub was fairly deep so the water came to mid back and belly. The boys used scented soap and washcloths to wash what they could, including my arms and legs, the latter made possible by my placing a heel on the 3 inch wide tiled edge. Ping moved and got a towel which he placed on the edge of the tub then directed me to sit there. When I stood, the twins all but stared at my crotch which, due to the heat, was at full hang. My cock hung a good 7 inches, thick ones at that, and appeared to be a formidable weapon. My balls hung low as well, at least 3 inches of scrotal sac before it reached the large smooth eggs. I could see Pong's pouch start to move slightly and I was sure he wanted to go for me but he was trained to not rush things and besides, he had a task to do. The twins went about their task of washing the parts that they couldn't get to before but still avoided my crotch, front and back although Pong got close when he did my inner thighs. Once they felt they had accomplished what they needed to Pong encouraged me to stand, moving me to the center of the tub, and Ping got in behind me. This time they eschewed wash cloths and soaped up their hands. That done, the fun began. Pong stepped up to my front and with both soapy hands began tugging and washing my balls, raising and gently tugging on the entire works, working his hands back and forth over them as if climbing a rope. In the back Ping worked on my butt cheeks for a moment before sliding his soapy fingers up and down my crack and worked his fingers across my hole. "So heavy your sacred sac Lord; it fills the hand of this worthless boy." He moved one hand to begin working my cock which was rapidly inflating due to the ministrations of the adorable twins. "Your imperial dragon is waking Lord. I hope he does not spit at me." He grinned at me and added, "too soon." Behind me Ping continued to work his finger around my hole and forward along my perineum and back again then inserted a finger up my hole. "I am in his secret hole my brother," Ping announced. Indeed he was and he kept his finger in motion for a brief moment before removing it. By that time my cock was almost fully hardened and Pong began stroking it, working to bring it even more so. He was careful not to stroke my soapy foreskin over my cock head and perhaps it was because he'd experience the burn of soap on an engorged cock head. Or perhaps he'd been trained that way, not that it mattered one way or the other. By that time I could see that the boy was fairly well hardened, the pouch now straining to contain his boner. I reached out and pulled the cloth aside to free the boy and out popped easily 5 inches of stone hard brown boy boner. I moved my hand, took hold of him and gently stroked his young flesh. "Such a strong hard spear you have Pong. I like your beautiful hard cock very much." The boys' eyes closed and he sighed as I worked him, sliding his dusky foreskin back and forth over his swollen sensitive head. I let go and reached a little further to cup his balls, hefting the soft hairless eggs and getting another sharp inhalation of breath. I felt Ping move around to my side, his hand continuing forward and he begin playing with my balls as I played with his brother's balls then moved up to feel on my cock and heard him sort of gasp as he investigated 9 inches of man cock. I could feel his boner pressed against my hip so moved that arm back and began rubbing his tender butt which caused him to press his hard cock even tighter against me. I turned my head and the boy looked at me, his ink black eyes like pools. I reached up and took hold of the back hair at the back of his head causing the head to tilt then lowered my lips to his. Ping kissed me with as much ferocity as I was kissing him. As we kissed I felt warm water pouring down over my cock and my balls so turned my head back to see the Pong had taken up a ladle in order to rinse me off. Ping backed away and spoke in Mandarin and Xiou moved, stepping over to a corner of the large room where a shower nozzle was projecting from the wall. The area did not have a curtain around it for the walls and floor were tile, the floor seeming to tilt slightly toward a corner where a drain hole was sunk. From the corner of my eye, I saw that Xiou has elected to take his clothes off as well and wondered what that might mean. "Come Lord," Pong said, taking my hand, and stepped over the tub wall. I followed him, with Ping right on my tail, and went in front of the spray. Both boys stepped in with me, still clad, but Pong had not put his cock away and the rock hard pole was still jutting out from his body and bobbing around as he moved. The boys got me rinsed off, turning me as they needed and going into every nook and cranny to ensure that not a molecule of soap remained. All the while hey commented on how strong and how big I was, how fearsome my imperial dragon was. They went on about how these miserable excuses for boys would beg me to take them even though they didn't deserve such attention. Behind me Ping turned off the water and at that point I pulled Pong to me, tilted his head upward by his hair and plastered my face against his. Without prompting the boy opened his mouth to allow my tongue to explore his and at the same time ground his raging hard cock against me. One hand ran down his back to his glorious butt, kneaded the flesh and pulled him tighter to me. Pong moaned softly as I worked and gently ground his young boner into mine. Ping had gotten a towel and began to dry off my back and shoulders. When he stepped away I dropped to my knees and took Pong's cock into my mouth and swallowed him whole. Both hands worked his butt and I reveled in the feel of his wet flesh. I pushed the thin strap to the side so that I could actually run my finger up and down his butt crack which elicited even more moans. I backed my head away and proceeded to tug down his garment to free him entirely. Pong wiggled slightly in order to help and I swear that even that seemed erotic to me. "You are indeed a magnificent boy Pong," I said as my eyes gazed over him. I could see the barest amount of black hairs starting to sprout around the base of his hard cock. The boys' balls were at full hang, delicious looking eggs that stretched out his scrotal sac until it was mostly smooth. I pulled the engorged shaft down, placed my mouth over the end and swallowed him to the root causing the boy to inhale sharply. I felt movement beside me and tilted my head to see the boys kissing and believe me, it was a mouth wide open and, I presume, a tongue battling kiss. Each had a hand behind the other's head as if to help keep him there. Pong reached down and grasped onto his brother's cock through the fabric causing Ping to moan softly. I finally let go of Pong and turned slight to remove his brother's clothing and found an identical cock and balls. The only difference was that Ping's pubic hair was a little more developed than Pongs'. I pulled his raging boner down and suckled him for a moment, a hand on his butt to encourage the boy to fuck my mouth While the other hand played with his balls. The boys continued to kiss until I let go of Ping and stood up. We stepped out of the shower and the boys continued to dry me off all the while muttering phrases about the strength and power of my endowment and how much honor it was going bring to their worthless lives when they finally took me inside their bodies. "We go now Lord, to make clouds and rain," Pong said. We all turned to see Xiou standing there with nothing on but a smile and a raging hard cock. "Ho, elder brother such a spear you have. Perhaps later you may honor us." Xiou spoke to the boys who first shook their head then nodded them. To me he said, "They don't need me to be here Lucian, so I am going to see if Gregory will fuck me or at least hold me while someone else fucks me." I told him to go ahead so he gave me a hug and a kiss, said he would check on me later and headed toward the bedroom door. The twins and I continued to the bed where they pulled the covers down and climbed on and then, in a very seductive manner, beckoned me to join them, which I did, climbing over Ping to lay on my back between them. Pong propped himself above me and engaged me again in a deep throated kiss while Ping went for my cock. The boy was holding me and stroking me while he suckled then moved to his knees in order play with my balls while he did all the other stuff. I got a good example of his training, for the boy was able to take almost all of me down his throat and that my friends is no easy feat. "Would you like suck my sacred stalk lord," Pong finally asked and of course I consented. He moved up alongside me and keeping his right knee on the bed, tossed his other leg over my chest and held his cock down. My head was turned sideways so he had to brace himself on the headboard by he managed and began to fuck my face. "So good you honor me lord. My imperial dragon may want to spit." So, I thought to myself, the boys are sperming boys, but then I figured they were. My hands felt on Pong's butt as moved his cock in and out of my mouth and as usual, I reveled in the pillowy globes, kneading the flesh, pulling the cheeks apart then allowing them to go back together. Such a lovely boy butt. Ping eventually left my cock and moved up to kiss his twin briefly and they traded places. Pong could suck cock just as good as his brother, taking most of me down this throat about every 5th bob of his pretty little head. As Ping fucked my mouth I worked his butt however I ventured farther into his crack and rubbed on his puckered hole causing him to moan. "Perhaps I could lick you there Ping," I suggested after taking my mouth from his delicious boy boner. The boy seemed all for that so dismounted, turned around and put his knees on the bed on either side of my waist and presented his delicious looking Thai morsel for my approval and began backing up for my attention. As the brown eye came toward me I reflected on how beautiful a boys' puckered muscle is. Such a delightful organ and so worthy of my attention, whatever that might be in the moment. And of course a set of balls hanging below it just added that much more to look at, appreciate, and manipulate. I put my hands on his hips and pulled him to me and began the worship at the temple of Priapus. I licked all around the wrinkled flesh, poking and prodding at the very aperture and Ping began moaning. I worked along his perineum to his hanging balls, and licked all over the sensitive underside of his sac then back up to his hole. Pong was lying sideways to my body, draped across my thighs, and sucking my cock from that position. I heard Pong moan and so looked down between Pings' leg and saw that he was sucking on his twins' cock while I rimmed him. Watching boy loved each other to any degree is always fun and stimulating to me. I've had the pleasure in the past to watch brother's play together and that too is highly stimulating. Watching an adorable set of twin boys', especially an exotic set of twins like Ping and Pong was an extraordinary opportunity. I wondered briefly if they would have an issue with me taking some photographs of them. I had taken hundreds of photos on the trip using a new Leica 250, discovering in the process, that the boys loved to pose for me, clothed or otherwise. A majority of the nudes of them were benign, just boys goofing around naked. However, I did have some boner photographs but no sucking or fucking or similar interactive images although I might have considered it if I had a person I could trust to develop the photographs. Perhaps I could ask Gerald about that. I kept on working on Ping's hole and using my hand on his balls when my tongue wasn't paying attention to them. I could hear the boy moaning as nerves at both ends of his glorious body were being stimulated. After a moment or five he said something to his twin in mandarin and the boy left my cock. He came back a moment later. "My brother would like you to use finger," he said. I agree heartily to that notion and nodded my head. Pong then opened a jar and smeared one of my fingers before smearing his brother's hole. Once done I proceeded to insert said finger and fuck him with it while still working his cock and his balls. Pong went back to sucking my cock and Ping sucking his. I watched intently as my finger slid in and out of the boys' virgin hole, watched the muscle loosen slightly to allow me passage. When it was time, Ping pulled gently away from me while talking to his brother. He didn't go far but simply moved farther down to straddle my thighs and went upright onto his knees. Ping reached behind himself and took hold of my cock. I felt it throb at the sight of the boy angling for our bodies to meet. Pong had come around to the side to watch his twin lose his virginity. I felt a bit of a jolt when my exposed cock head touched his muscle, knowing that in less than a minute I was going to be gifted with his virginity. Our flesh touched and I felt the pressure that his weight was putting on my cock. Ping pressed and relaxed, pressed and relaxed, each time trying to add more pressure. It seemed that I could hear him mewing softly to myself and wondered if he was excited to be fulfilling his purpose and destiny. All of a sudden, as is often the case, the exerted pressure won out and I passed through the ring of muscle and lodged in the Thai boys' anus. "Aaaiiii," he cried out as I penetrated his body. For me, the visual was incredible although in all honesty it was a combination of the visual and the circumstances. At Ping's side, Pong wrapped his arms around his twin and began cooing in Ping's ear in a soft soothing manner and I could the boy relax to some degree. After a moment Pong kissed him on the cheek and backed away. "He is ready to swallow your one-eyed dragon sir." Ping let out a long sigh and began to lower his body toward mine. I watched, almost mesmerized at the sight of my thick cock disappearing slowly into his body. It was interesting to see his asshole spread wide open to accommodate me and not for the first time I was amazed at the wonder that we call the human body. "The dragon is in his lair," Ping finally mumbled as his tender butt rested against my body. He had taken all of me. Ping began to rise and fall on me but only for a moment. He stopped and did some arranging and was soon on his feet, squatting. From there he began to fuck me in earnest doing squats up and down my cock. Gotta say it worked pretty good. I watched Pong move to Pings' front then get down on his hands and knees in front of his twin and bend over at the waist. Damn, the boy was blowing his twin brother while the brother was bobbin on my boner. That was a fucking first. Ping added some to and fro pelvic action as squatted up and down on me which got me stirred up a little more. It didn't last very long however. That kind of work takes a toll on one's calves and thighs and Ping began to slow down and then stop. He started to raise up to get off of me but I stopped him. "Spin around," I told him and made the motions to Pong, who saw then and directed Ping who managed get turned around facing me, his still rock hard cock bobbing away like rockin robin. From there I managed to get to my knees with Ping still attached to my lap which caused his eyes to open wider due to my cock being buried deeper into his ass. I had the boy put his arms around my neck while I braced his lower back then slowly went forward and got him into the missionary position. Ping chattered to his brother in Mandarin and Pong translated. "Now to fuck him good and proper." I was a little surprised at the language but proceeded to do exactly that. I started to fuck the Thai boy long and deep right from the start. His legs were draped across my thighs and my hands rested on the bed alongside his waist. I pulled out over half way before plunging back inside of him and it didn't take long before the boy was grunting each time I bottomed out inside of him. His twin was alongside chattering softly to him in Mandarin and I was sure it was simple encouragement. After a moment Pong offered Ping his cock to suck and the boy took it immediately. I wondered briefly how much interaction the boys had with each other but didn't dwell on it much instead focusing on giving the preteen courtesan the best fuck that I could. It didn't take long before he had to spit his brother's cock out of his mouth in order to breathe and to moan. With Pong out of the way I slipped my arms under Ping's legs, rocked him farther onto his back and proceeded to fuck the living shit out of the boy. Pong put a hand gently on my butt as I power fucked his twin. I slammed into Ping hard enough to cause him to move on the bed. I pressed into him, moved my ass in circles and went back to hammering his tight little asshole. The boys' hands were all over my back and it wasn't because he was in pain, of that I was quite certain. His moans of pleasure were pretty much unmistakable. All of a sudden the kid practically shrieked and I felt his asshole grip my cock like a vice. His body began to vibrate from a powerful orgasm during which he uttered god only knew what in Chinese. "You made him have clouds and rain Lord," Pong said excitedly and patted my ass as if to congratulate me. A moment later I had my own orgasm and all but bellowed as waves of pleasure wracked my body. I felt multiple jets of sperm shoot out my cock and into Ping's body but even when it was over I continued to fuck the boy for a little while longer albeit much slower, until I finally stopped. I let Ping's legs down then lowered my body to rest on my elbows as I lay there panting, waiting for my breathing to return to normal. Ping did pretty much the same except that he was on his back. He reached around and began running his hands up and down my back, gently massaging as he went. I felt him move so opened my eyes just as his lips touched mine to engage me in some post-coital kissing. He didn't do it for very long then let his head fall back onto the pillow. "It was so very best that I dreamed of Lord, a thousand thank you." Ping raised up and kissed me again then lay back. I could feel my cock softening and so could the boy. "Your imperial dragon will leave me soon Lord. Then he must find a new lair. I think he must visit my brother." I looked over at Pong who was sitting quietly on the bed, playing with his cock and when I looked at him he began jacking off in earnest. "Perhaps I could help the worthless boy by petting and kissing his steaming stalk," I suggested and he shot me a wide grin. "This worthless boy would welcome it Lord," he responded. I gently withdrew from Ping, causing the boy to moan at the loss of my cock in his asshole. I looked down and saw a puddle of sperm in his belly button so leaned down and licked it up. Cooling boy sperm is better than no boy sperm. Ping giggled as I groomed him and ran his fingers through my hair. Done, I moved over to Pong and got between the boys' legs. He spread them farther out for me and let go od his stone hard cock. I spread his legs wider, pushing behind his knees to do so then leaned down and began licking his balls. Pong leaned back to rest on his elbows then tugged at the base of his sac to lift his nuts up so I took advantage of that and licked underneath the sensitive bag then sucked one of them into my mouth to roll it around a little before letting it fall back out. Pong seemed to get a kick out of that, if his moaning was any indication. Ping had gotten off the bed and went into the bathroom as soon as I moved and as I moved further up to take hold of Pong's cock and suckle, his twin came back and got onto the bed. As I began bobbin my head in Pong's lap, Ping offered the boy his still half hard cock and Pong took to it like a duck to water. I wondered briefly how much of their interaction with each other was genuine and how much was performance directed. Don't get me wrong I was sure they loved each other and had no problem engaging with each other sexually but I still wondered ow much, if any of it, was show. Despite having just had a very powerful sperming, my cock was rapidly inflating and began pressing into the mattress. I let go of Pong's cock and crawled up to flop down beside him. He was going to stop sucking his brother but I told him to go ahead and continue. As he did I began playing with his cock and balls and leaned down to lick at a nipple and the suckle it. The boy groaned loudly but continued to blow his brother. I left the nipple and moved up, kissing and licking across his clavicle to the soft crook of his neck where I began to gently nuzzle and suck. Pong shivered heavily at the new stimulus and bunched his shoulder as if to squeeze me out but of course that didn't work. I moved up and blew warm breath into his ear which really got him moaning. At that point he elected to leave his brother's boner and turn his head toward me. The boys' eyes were heavily lidded from the feelings of lust roaring through his body. I put my hand on his opposite cheek and turned his head all the way then planted my mouth against his. Pong opened wide for me, turned his upper body and we began kissing hard. The moaned as we kissed, pushed his tongue into my mouth and moaned even louder. I continued to jack him off as we made out and it didn't take long before he was thrusting his hips up off the bed in an effort to fuck my fist. I wanted to see the boy squirt, wanted to witness that miracle of life. Pong broke the kiss. "Do you wish to see my milk Lord," he gasped, and I nodded my head. "It will be soon Lord. I cannot help it, you make me steaming for you." I want to squirt for you Master, make me squirt. I nudged his head to the side and place my entire mouth over his ear and began using my tongue and hot breath to get the hotling to the sperming stage. It worked and didn't take long. I knew when he was getting very close so stopped what I was doing at one end in order to concentrate on the other end, getting the boy to cum. Much like his twin had done when he cummed, Kong shrieked out, almost like a little girl. He thrust his narrow hips up off the bed as his cock thickened and a tidy little stream of sperm shot up and hit him just under his lower eye lid. He kept his narrow little ass up off the bed for the second squirt but it didn't go far and there wasn't a whole lot of it. Still it was a good showing and as soon as it started to ooze and drip I dropped my mouth over the end in order to clean of the elixir of the gods. I swear the kids' sperm was almost sweet. I continued to gently suckle, sliding his foreskin up into a nipple to extract any remaining drops. I tongued the hole a little but eventually retracted the skin. By that time his cock head was too sensitive so I stopped sucking but continued to stroke him although I stay more toward the base of his cock. I stayed propped on an elbow in order to look down on the boy and reveled in his beauty, in how damned cute he was. I wondered briefly about keeping the boys, adding them to my ever growing stable but decided to let the idea go. Pong finally opened his eyes and looked up at me and smiled. Seriously, the boy was almost too hot for words. As I looked down on him Ping reached in with a wash cloth to clean the sperm from his brother's face. Pong then proceeded to tell me how wonderful it had been to squirt his milk for me, what a good job my hand and my mouth had done to take him to clouds and rain. I asked if the boys were hungry and they both nodded their heads, Ping rubbing his belly and in his own mixed language words said that such activity always made him hungry. We all threw on undergarments, me briefs and boys in their red get-up's, and headed out into the hall. If they twins were concerned about others seeing them in such revealing clothing they gave no indication of it. We had no sooner stepped out when Jessie came past us, he too fully naked and rock hard with a towel in one hand and KY in the other. "Have a date Jessie," I asked, and the boy grinned at me. "Jamon." "His imperial dragon is majestic, for a boy," Pong observed "Yet he has no nest," Ping added, "and make his spear to be bigger." "Very nice bottom," Pong said as we watched Jesse's tight little ass sway in front of us. We entered the living room to see Jamon kneeling on a sofa with his arms resting on the back. His knees were spread and because his balls hung so low they were quite visible. AJ and Willie had moved to another and were making out. They were both still clothed but Willie's pants were open and AJ's hand was down the front of the boys' underwear. Jesse went straight over to Jamon and began slathering the black boys' pink puckered muscle which caused Pong to stop. We all stopped and watched my charge smear his cock and step up to the target. He had Jamon lower his ass slightly. "Just go ahead and put in my ass, okay Jesse," Jamon said. I could tell by his voice that he was more than ready to get fucked and whatever preparation might have been needed was already done. "May we observe," Pong asked and I nodded my head so my trio stepped to one side and watched as Jesse prodded Jamon's hole then pushed inside of the boy causing the chocolate boy to grunt and tell Jesse not to stop. Jesse held onto Jamon's dusky hips and slid 7 inches of cock into him. "Oohhh fuck Jesse," the boy groaned and looked over his shoulder and saw us standing there. He gave us a lopsided grin. "Nice outfits," he said. "You want to help?" Ping looked to me and Pong. I couldn't help but grin. "Go ahead Ping, if you want to." The Thai hottie stepped closer to the copulating couple. "What to do," he asked. "Anything you want to," Jamon said, then closed his eyes as an intense wave of feeling rippled through his body. Jesse offered up some suggestion. "You could play with his cock, suck it or stroke it or stand on the sofa so he could suck your cock or you could kiss on him." Pong then fired off some rapid Chinese to his twin who stepped up to the sofa and looked underneath Jamon then rattled something back to Pong. "My brother say that the boy imperial dragon is big and very black. He would like to taste it." I suggested that Ping go ahead and follow his desire. The boy got down onto his knees then moved onto the sofa on his back. Since Jamon was kneeling at the edge of the cushion there was room for the boy to get underneath him. A moment later our blackbird groaned. "Goddamn," he muttered softly. He then reached down and began fondling Ping's cock and balls through the pouch which cause Ping to groan too. "My brother has missed being with another boy," Pong offered, "if one does not think of me in such a way." "Your training was with boys then," I asked, and Pong nodded his head. He went on to say that they have had only each other for such things and when I asked him how long he said 12 moons. "Do you desire to be with another boy Pong?" The boy gave me a bit of a stricken look and shook his head vehemently. "Oh, no my Lord, never if I have you to take me to clouds and rain." The little cutie hugged me for emphasis. "Unless you wish to see me with another boy or another man. If so I will do as you wish." I hugged him back and did so tightly. "I am very happy with you Pong, you please me muchly." I swear that he blushed, then bowed his head. "I am glad you say this Lord. I am very happy with you as well."