Date: Thu, 20 Oct 2022 15:17:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Three of a Kind

A story about a little talked about but not uncommon issue in man/boy
relationships. Parts of the content come from my readers
experiences.  Thoughts and comments welcome. A 2nd chapter is only a
maybe. Kamryn was based on one of the Scott twins. N-joi.

Hugs,
Tag_m
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We've heard about it before. People somehow hooking up with others of like
experiences as if by magic. A classic example is domestic violence victims
and perpetrators for that matter. Stick a victim and a perp in a room with
100 people and somehow they will gravitate to each other. It's almost like
a radar thing. That particular situation doesn't apply to our protagonists
but it's sorta kinda like that.

Kamryn Jacobs, Jeremy Roberts aka JR and Ford Mullins were three adolescent
boys, Jeremy and Ford being 14 years old and Kamryn 13 and a few
months. Ford's name was actually Bedford which he hated and was thankfully,
according to him, bestowed the nickname by age 6.

Kamryn was a totally beautiful boy with thick blonde hair the color of ripe
corn. It was just beyond shoulder length and had waviness and body to it
until it hit his shoulders then began to curl. His face was pale which
helped highlight hazel green eyes, large ones framed by eyebrows and lashes
that girls paid good money for. He a was slender 5'5 and had an incredibly
small and perfect butt that his Levi's showed to its full advantage. Kam
was a sweetheart of a boy, always cheerful, always had a kind word for
others. He was ever so slightly effeminate but that was written off as part
of his soft spoken and quiet ways. When Kamryn smiled it lit up a room.

Jeremy, aka JR, was a more husky boy an inch or 2 taller than Kam. His
brown hair was shot with auburn strands but you rarely saw it because he
almost always wore a backwards ball cap. In keeping with his hair color JR
sported a sheet of light colored freckles that spread across his face from
one high cheekbone to the other. His brown eyes were of a moderate size and
almost had an Asian feel to them but there wasn't a single cell of any kind
of Asian DNA in his body. Whereas Kam's voice was still struggling to get
rid of the melodic high pitch preteen sounds that everybody loved, JR's was
a little deeper, that mid-way point between being a young boy and a fully
matured male.

And then there was Ford. Taller at 5'8 he wore his brown hair quite
short. Just as cute as JR he was also more stocky but not the least bit
fat. Like the other two he was smooth of face with no blemishes and large
dark eyes. Thirty five years into the future, Ford motor Company would
start referring to their trucks as Ford Tough. And that was our Ford. He'd
been a state level wrestling champion since he was10, A golden gloves
champion in his weight and age class for 3 years. He'd grown up in some
less than gentrified neighborhoods so had street skills under his belt
also. It was the "Ford Toughness" that brought the boys together.

First day of school, and like every other school in the country, it was
mostly chaos, and bully boys typically unruly behavior was generally on
display. This was a new school for Ford and JR, the former having just
moved to town and the latter transferring from private to public
school. The new friends were walking down a crowded hallway headed for
lunch. The two had just met in an English class where an initial bonding
had taken place and as they walked they continued building on it.

"Oh man," Ford exclaimed, "not on the first day."  They had come upon a
group of people crowded around where 3 other boys were taunting a smaller
boy. "I had that kid in one of my classes this morning. Seems like a good
kid."

"I did too," JR said, "and I got the same impression. Wanna help him out?"

"Goddamned right I do. I hate this kind of shit," Ford answered, "it really
pisses me off."

They pushed through the crowd of onlookers and when they got to the center
Ford called out, "You wanna try that on someone your own size fat ass?" He
was speaking to the supposed ringleader of the trio, a taller and
distinctively overweight boy named Larry Krantz.

"You want some of this, faggot," Larry said with a sneer and reached out to
push Ford. The slightly smaller Ford caught the arm, spun the fat boy
around and crashed his face into the wall and let him fall to the ground
and faced the crowd. A second boy put forth a haymaker that never
landed. Ford got him with a rapid 1-2-3, the last one an uppercut that put
the boy on his back.

"Anybody else looking for a dance partner," he said to the crowd who
immediately started to disperse including the 3rd tormenter who had his
palms facing forward in supplication.

"What's going on here," a man said as he pushed through the group of
milling high schoolers. He looked at the two fallen boys who were moving,
albeit slowly. Ford looked at the man and quickly identified him as a
coach, the whistle around his neck and the polo shirt that had AAU
Wrestling across the left breast being giveaways.

"I won't tolerate bullies coach. And I won't run to the office and report
them. It's a complete waste of time. I deal with it immediately and the
problem is solved." The coach looked him up and down then said,

"You're Ford Mullins," a statement and not a question. He didn't wait for a
response. "You planning on wrestling for East High?"

"Absolutely coach." The man nodded his head.

"Come see me after lunch up in the gym. Now skedaddle, I'll handle this."

"Wanna join us for lunch," Ford asked Kamryn who nodded his pretty blonde
head.

"Yes I would," the beautiful boy said, "thank you." The boys made their
introductions and moved on.

"Well goddamn Ford," RJ said with a smile, "who the hell are you." Ford
shared his sports creds to which RJ replied, "fucking awesome. Just goes to
prove it's not just what you know but who else knows about it."

The boys found a table in the lunch room and began the process of getting
to know each other. Ages were first and the two older boys were curious
about Kamryn being in 8th grade. The young hottie explained that he skipped
6th grade. Among other things he was in advanced math and science classes,
played guitar and keyboards, and had been a member of boys choir's since he
was 8 years old. His new friends would soon learn that Kam was virtuoso on
both instruments had an incredible singing voice. As it was, they loved the
high pitch of it.

For his part RJ said he was basically a b+ student, was on swim teams since
he was 9, was an upper level competitor, and had dabbled at violin when he
was in grade school but gave it up. He was considering taking up guitar. He
helped his mechanic dad out on Saturdays and was quite adept at it. He
loved cars, especially muscle cars, his dad being a Dodge fan.

Ford shared more information on his sports involvement, said he was mostly
an A student but struggled with the things that Kam was skilled at which
prompted an offer to doing some tutoring. He didn't play any
instruments. All three boys loved classic rock and roll and classic cars,
Mel Brooks movies and numerous other things. None had or ever had a
girlfriend, all agreeing that girls were too much drama and required too
much time.

"I'd rather jack off," RJ said candidly and got a quick agreement from the
other two. Another common thread was that there were no females in their
household. Ford's mother had left their home when the boy was 7 and was
never heard from. RJ's mother had divorced his father and taken up with
another woman when he 6. She sent cards on the appropriate days but had no
face to face contact. Kamryn's mother had died from cancer when he was 2 so
his memories of her were few and vague. His twin brother had died from
childhood leukemia when the boys were 9.

"I still miss him every single day," Kam said with a catch in his voice,
"but it's getting better." Both of his new friends offered their support,
their shoulders and their ears anytime the younger boy needed them. Kam was
visibly grateful for hearing that.

"It seems like we 3 have a lot in common," JR mused. Both boys agreed.

"Like the 3 Musketeers," Kam observed.

"Three of a kind," Ford said and by some unspoken word they each presented
a hand and the trio clasped them together. And the bond was sealed.

It turned out that, with the exception of Kam's advanced classes, the boys
frequently had one or both boys in their classes. The 3 of them had PE
together which provided the first glimpse at each other's boyhood pride and
joy, along with its accessories.

As was to be expected, Kam was the smallest of the trio with very little
dark blonde hair at the root. Still, he seemed larger than many of his
classmates. He was a soft 5 uncircumcised inches with moderate sized but
completely smooth balls. Of course his torso was highly defined but not
muscular by any means.

On the other hand, Ford's body was more sculpted but not bulky or
buffed. Uncut as well, he hung 6 fat inches with healthy balls. Obviously
he trimmed his black pubic hair into the small patch at the base of his
dick.

RJ on the other hand seemed larger and thicker than Ford but not by
much. His balls were large and seemed to hand quite low. He also shaved so
everything was smooth. The two older boys were a little surprised that Kam
didn't try to hide or play the shy boy but stripped naked without a fare
thee well and joined in the banter that goes on in boys' locker rooms.

The coach did speak with Ford about wrestling but also said that he'd
spoken with the school principal about the bullying incident.

"You didn't hear this from me," Coach Webster said, "the boys are known
bullies that nobody has stood up to except you. The suggestion is that if
you have to deal with them again try to do it out of sight of any adults
and as few spectators as possible. And don't cause any serious injury."
Ford said he'd do his best but since he wasn't instigating he'd have to
follow the bullies lead. Coach Webster understood.

The boys became all but inseparable so everybody became used to seeing them
together. About a month into school they had their first sleepover which
took place at Ford's house mostly because his bedroom was the largest and
had a king sized mattress on the floor. He also had a TV and a fairly
decent stereo in his room and his own bathroom and the house had a family
room with a pinball machine, foosball and pool tables so really, it was a
no brainer.

Ford's dad Art welcomed the boys with open arms and basically said, "mi
case, su casa." He also kept the kitchen and fridge stocked with "boy" food
which meant anything that didn't have to be prepared unless it was a
microwaveable snacks or popcorn. The only real requirement was to clean up
after themselves.

Art was a handsome man in his mid-30's, always ready to laugh, always ready
to listen, and treated the boys like the young adults they were. His method
of parenting was more about encouragement than criticism. Language wasn't a
problem nor was lack of clothing or complete nudity. Briefs and t-shirts
were the primary uniform of the day.  Ford told his friends that he often
didn't wear clothes at home and more often than not, neither did his
father. So it was that Ford's house was generally where they stayed most of
the weekends although they were more than welcome at the other boys' homes
as well.

The first sleepover wase benign as in, no boy play. That isn't to say that
the topic of sex didn't come up but they just didn't carry it out to the
usual conclusion. That changed on the 2nd sleepover. The topic of boy sex
came up starting with a story about "a friend". That led to "have you ever"
and they all had. Each revealed that an older boy had shown them the ropes,
which was fairly typical for most boys, taught them how to jack off, again
typical, and given them their first cock sucking which, if not typical
certainly wasn't atypical. In turn, that gave the boy an opportunity to try
it for himself. They all had.

"Fuck, it makes me hard remembering it and talking about it," RJ
declared. Kamryn had gotten a boner too but didn't want to say anything but
Ford did.

"It always makes me hard," the older teen said. "How about you Kam, you got
a boner.

"Yeah," the young blonde said in a squeaky voice. Kam's heart was beating
out of his chest. He missed his old best friend Thomas and was hoping that
his new friends were open to boy play.

"You guys wanna," RJ asked. Ford's response was to strip off his underwear
and reveal 7 solid inches of raging boy boner. The other two quickly
stripped and in the dim light of bedside lamp they all checked each other
out.

"Damn, that's a fatty RJ," Ford had observed. Indeed the boy sported a cock
as long as Ford's but it was definitely more chubby. His balls hung really
low as well. Kamryn was close to 6 inches, the end quite red from trapped
blood. His young balls hung beautifully below and the overall picture
showed a boy even more beautiful.

"Goddamn," Ford thought to himself, "the kid would stop traffic. I hope I
get to fuck him." Had he known what Kam was thinking Ford would have gotten
a huge smile on his face.

"God I want him to fuck me," Kamryn thought, "both of them actually."
Kamryn was a queer boy and he knew it and he was more than okay with it. He
preferred to be a bottom, loved having a hard cock plowing his beautiful
little ass and loading it up with sperm. Sure, he could fuck a boy and had
but in the end; he wanted it in his end.

RJ was of the same mind as both his new friends. Being with Kam would be a
thrill. In fact if he thought about it long enough it would probably make
him cum. He loved Ford's cock and wanted it in his own mouth as well as his
asshole. "Anybody up for cock sucking," Ford asked. The result was
predictable.

The boys went about taking turns sucking each other and each one figured
rightly that the others had plenty of experience. Doing Kam was a thrill
for the older boys mostly because of his beauty. For Kamryn sucking the
boys cocks was a thrill. It had been awhile since he'd had a big `un in his
sweet mouth.

They went through a variety of position, a triangle being quite
popular. "Anybody like to kiss," Kam asked and quickly found RJ's mouth
planted again his. Ford took the opportunity to spent time on the young
boys' cock, thrills shooting through his muscled body that he was blowing
such a beautiful boy.

Things again changed and Ford reveled in Kam's kiss. The older boy got his
first inkling about Kam's interest in sex during that tongue swapping
session. Kamryn kissed with passion, soft moans came from deep in his
throat and at times the boy whimpered. RJ's experience was the same. While
he liked kissing boys a lot his enthusiasm wasn't quite the same level as
the blonde beauty's.

Once that was out of the way the boys relaxed on the bed and went about
pounding their cocks. They all rubbed their bellies, their sensitive
nipples or played with their sperm filled balls. Kam was the first to blow,
being the youngest and likely the least experience. His first stream spit
out the end of his cock and hit his chin. There wasn't a lot of liquid and
the next offerings were more just droplets of the viscous substance. When
the two 14 year old shot it was a different story. Both boys fired volleys
of thick sperm clear to their chest. The ending were drops onto their lower
belly and all the rest of their cum landed everywhere in between. Everybody
praised each other for their effort and of course Kam was thoroughly
impressed with so much cum and such great cum shots.

After they cleaned up they just lay in the bed talking until they drifted
off to sleep. The next few weeks were pretty much replays of their first
time together. The next few encounters were longer episodes of cock sucking
and kissing. They took turns going 2 on 1, the first time around Kam was
the passive one. The teens both sucked his cock good and long. On another
occasion one sucked the young boys' cock while the other fed Kam his bigger
teen dick. That time around they took turns cumming in each other's
mouths. RJ and Ford were both taken by Kam's gooey boy goodness, the
viscous liquid almost having a sweet taste to it and not the bleachy flavor
of their own cum.

Kamryn loved swallowing sperm but hadn't told his new friends that piece of
information. The group hadn't yet gotten to the "secrets" part of a
relationship. Kam was the most reluctant. He didn't want his friends to
think he was strange or weird or into weird stuff. He didn't yet know how
the rules were played whereas Ford and RJ, having had more experience,
pretty much knew the kind of stuff they could share with each other. That
wall got knocked down before Halloween.

The topic of fucking had come up before but hadn't been acted on. All 2
boys said they'd had some experience with fucking but not a lot. It was
Kamryn that finally made the call. Somehow Kam had ended up lying on top of
Ford, the two kissing like long lost lovers. RJ had been running his hands
over both boys, had sucked on their cocks and basically just took advantage
of the opportunities that were provided. RJ had been feeling on Kam's tiny
butt, reveling in the beauty and feel of the younger boy.

He finally decided to do what he'd been dying to do and peeled Kam's butt
cheeks open to reveal the boys' most secret spot. He eyeballed the tender
puckered morsel before lowering his head and began rimming the young
beauty. Kam's response was immediate.

"Oohhh god," he groaned and immediately backed onto his knees thrusting his
beautiful ass backwards for RJ who took advantage of the position to really
work the area over. The older teen covered everything from the puckered
muscle down to Kam's sagging balls which he first licked then sucked into
his mouth. RJ loved rimming and doing such a gorgeous hunk of young boy
made all that much better.

"Put a finger in my butt," Kam said after a solid minute.

"Lube in the nightstand," Ford said. RJ retrieved it, smeared it then got a
finger worked up inside Kam's tight young pussy. The younger boy moaned all
the more and his head dropped to rest on Ford's chest. The hunky teen ran
his fingers up and down Kam's back and even managed to get a hand under the
boy to stroke his raging precum dripping cock.

RJ took the liberty of getting another finger in the boys' hole and worked
them both in and out. His fingers kept grazing Kan's prostate which cause
longer and louder moans from the youngling. It didn't take long for Kam to
declare his need to proceed.

"Fuck me RJ," he said in a voice husky with lust, "just like this. Get your
big cock into my ass and fuck me blind." RJ had considered that fucking
might happen so had smeared his cock with lube in preparation for the
event. A moment later the teen's hard cock touched the wrinkled target and
he pushed, the path made easier by fingers, lube, and pure desire on Kam's
part. As soon as his head passed through the barrier RJ stopped to allow
the boy to adjust. Kam wasn't having any of that.

"No, don't stop RJ just get it in me." The teen did as he was told and a
moment later his pubic hair was pressed against Kam's lily white
ass. Without further ado he began to fuck his upturned young lover. He held
on to the boys' hips and proceeded to start a nice little rhythm. It was
glorious being inside Kam. An asshole is an asshole but it's the person
that owns it that makes it more special and RJ was reveling in the fact
that he was breeding such a hot boy.

"Harder RJ," Kam groaned, "fuck me harder." RJ picked up speed and began
thrusting with more power and his efforts were paid off by moans and groans
and a variety of phrases that were barely heard. It became clear to both 14
year old's that this wasn't Kam's first trip on the hobby horse and the boy
loved it.

It didn't take long before RJ felt his heavy balls begin to roil and he
knew his sperming was coming on like a freight train. "Gonna cum, gonna
cum," he moaned and a second later his cock swelled against Kam's muscle
and he began firing a ton of sperm into the human sperm bank. When it was
over and after a suitable rest period RJ slowly pulled his dick out of
Kam's freshly fucked ass. Kam immediately rolled from above Ford and onto
his back.

"Now you Ford, fuck me into a cum." The older teen didn`t need require a
second invitation but quickly slathered his cock and got up against Kam's
ass, the younger boy having pulled his legs back to offer up his boy
pussy. Ford knew there was no reason to go slow but slipped his raging
boner into the recently fucked and noticeably open hole. He got his arms
under the boys' legs and leaned forward to place his hands on the bed and
began to fuck away like there was no tomorrow.

Like RJ, Ford was enthralled with fucking Kam. The big difference of course
was that the older boy could look down onto Kam's beautiful face and watch
the intense emotions play themselves out across the boys' pale smooth
complexion. Kam almost looked beatific as Ford plowed his tender field.

For RJ, seeing a boy fucked in this position was the best. Ford started
fucking Kam in a solid steady pace right from the get go. Watched the
teen's muscley ass moving in the Millenia old manner only added to the
thrill the teen was feeling. Ford was all but smothering the smaller boy
whose arms were around Ford's neck. RJ could see everything from behind the
boys'. Ford's heavy balls hanging then mashed against Kam's butt and in
between the two position, the sight of Ford's large cock sliding in and out
of Kam's wide open hole. RJ hadn't lost his hard on so was busy stroking
himself in tandem with Ford, working his way to a third cum.

"Oh god, oh god." Kam groaned and that soon turned to whimpering as Ford
fucked him way up into a fog of hotness. Ford began to pound into Kam, the
sound of their bodies slapping together echoing in the room.

"I'm close Ford, I can feel it," Kam muttered. Ford picked up speed and
force and a moment later Kam cried out. Ford felt the boys' asshole grip
him like a vice and his own cum followed quickly. Kam almost fainted from
the feelings and Ford saw stars. He continued to fuck like a mad man,
pressing into the boy and grinding his ass around then going back to power
fucking him. As always, things slowed down then came to a stop both boys
panting like racehorses. In the middle of their sperming RJ hit his and
splattered Ford's ass with globs of sperm.

"I really needed that you guys, thank you so much," Kam said after Ford
disengaged. He quickly kissed his two friends then went into the bathroom
and plopped down on the toilet and blasted out a loud fart and who knows
how much cum. After everybody cleaned up the sniggle in bed, Kam in the
middle which was how they usually went to sleep. After some quiet time Kam
said there was something he had to tell his friends.

"I don't want you guys to think I'm weird or that anything is wrong with
what I need to tell you. I lied about my first experiences. It was my
dad. He started messing around with me when I was 8 and I loved it. I loved
being held by him, kissed by him and finally fucked by him. But he stopped
right after I turned 11. He explained to me that young boys were the turn
on for him, boys before puberty started. He explained that it wasn't me at
all, he still loved me beyond measure, and he was sorry but as I got older
it was difficult for him to get hard. I don't blame him, I loved him but
it's still sad. Being with a man is different than being with a boy, even
though I love being with you guys. I didn't want to say anything because
it's my dad, you know. I've missed having his big cock in my ass."

The two teens held Kam and hugged him and said they'd always be there for
him.

"Well," RJ said, "you're not alone Kamryn because the same thing happened
to me. My dad was my first and I was around 11 too when he stopped loving
on me. I don't hate him or anything, I understand but it still hurts. I am
really glad I have you guys."

Ford then revealed that he too was in that camp. "We really are three of a
kind." He then told a similar story but what he left out was that he and
his father were still sexually active. Not as much as when he was younger
but they still engaged in playing the double backed beast, among other
things.

They talked a little more then fell asleep all snuggled up like a litter of
puppies. On the following Friday after school as they walked to Ford's
house he gave them some news.

"So, I talked with my dad about your situation and he said that if you guys
want he would be more than happy to help you guys out, to be the "man" in
your lives. I know I said my situation was the same you guys' but the fact
is that dad never stopped loving on me. He actually prefers boys like us
over younglings. So, the offer is there."

Kam's little heart was about to burst. He missed being with a man and Art
was good looking and a really nice guy. But Kam didn't want to be the only
one going for it. It felt sort of embarrassing. Fortunately RJ came to the
rescue.

"I wouldn't mind, how about you Kam? But how would it work? Would it be one
at a time or all of us together?"

"Dad and I talked about it and it would seem weird if just one of you went
off to his bedroom so it would probably be best if we were all
together. Besides, it's hot watching another boy get fucked although dad
hasn't been with any boys other than me since I was born." There was a full
round of agreement on the topic so that was how it would play out. The
mechanics of how to go about it needed discussion and Ford suggested that
watching some port together to break the ice and again, they were all in
agreement.

"And who would be first," RJ asked. The boy thought about it then Ford made
a suggestion. Instead of having his dad make that decision, RJ and Kam to
work it out.

"How about rock paper scissors," the hot young blonde suggested. And thus
it was decided.

When Art got home around 5:30 they had a discussion about dinner. The end
result was going to Rocky's, a very popular local pub that served
incredible sandwiches and subs among other things. From Art's perspective
they made the best damned Rueben he'd ever eaten.

Talk was light and the topic of Art's offer came up with Ford leading the
discussion. He repeated the general conversation with his friends along
with a basic plan and the solution of who went first. Art listened
attentively, thanked the boys for trusting him to help them out and said he
would do his best to earn that trust. After their meal Art ordered 3 pieces
of bread pudding with a caramel rum drizzle. At home they shed their
clothing but stayed in underwear, everyone wanting a little decorum.

Kamryn asked if could sit down at their old upright piano. He had yet to
play for his friends and his reason for choosing then to do so was
two-fold. One was to kill time while their dinner settled and the other was
to help quell the anxiety he was feeling about the upcoming event.

The boy sat down and adjusted the bench then began Beethoven's Moonlight
Sonata, a perfect piece of music in Kam's mind. When the last note died
away he went right into The 12th Street Rag, a classic by Euday Bowman from
the 1930's. From there he went into a very hot 12 bar blues done slowly
with power chords. When that finished be began Rimsky Korsakov's Flight of
the Bumble Bee but stopped after a dozen bars.

"I think for right now I'd rather play my arrangement." He then went into
an arrangement similar to Jack Fina's called The Bumble Boogie" except
Kamryn's was even better. The boy tore the keyboard up. The others just
stood there with their jaws on their chests. When Kam finished and backed
the stool up he got a thunderous applause, well, as thunderous as 3 people
could make it.

"I am stunned," Art said. The expression on the man's face and his tone of
voice indicated that he wasn't being gratuitous in any way. In his
typically humble way, Kam simple said, "thanks you" as his friend patted
his back.

After a bit more small talk Ford asked what kind of videos they would
prefer to watch. Essentially the boys all wanted to see a video that had
boys their age in it, boys with boys or boys with men. That type of video
can be difficult to find but Art had been involved with the old style chat
rooms where such things were available and then the dark web where web
sites could be found. He had a large collection of easily obtainable
material, much of it current and not edited clips from the golden age of
the 60's and 70's. As a result his collection of videos was somewhere
around 2000 and his photo collection 50 times that large. It was small in
comparison to people who posted such things and posting for Art had been
out of the question.

They used the family room because of its big screen but also because of the
custom made day bed or lounging platform that was popular in the late 50's
and early 60's. Sitting on a pedestal it was built into a corner of the
room and extended along both walls for about 13 feet. The third side, or
end that connected the sides was rounded and not a straight line. In
essence it was a huge piece of pie. The inside, which was enclosed by a
3inch wood lip was made up of 3 custom made feather mattresses that, unlike
commercial ones, were made of a thick but soft and pliable cloth like the
dozen or more throw pillows that were piled on it. This alleviated the
usual cracks that regular mattresses would create. Then some heavy duty
moving quilts were sewn together and laid on top to further alleviate the
feeling of the divisions between mattresses. The edges were held in place
by clips hidden between the mattresses and the rail. Overall it was soft
but firm, quite comfortable and could hold 6 people easily.

The pedestal base had drawers to hold sheets, warming blankets, regular
blankets and normal feather bed pillows. The mattresses didn't fit all the
way into the corner of the walls so a hidden cubby hole the size of a 4
slice toaster for lube and other things filled the triangle shaped area.

There were other retro type chairs so the TV and subsequent computer were
on a large rolling stand that could be pulled up close to the platform or
left farther back to accommodate other seating arrangements.

They ended up with a 30 minute video of a gathering of 8 or more teenage
boys between the ages of 13 and 16. All of them were cute as hell and most
were similar in size and endowment to the 3 friends. They were seen
entering a large room where then began stripping down to their
underwear. The fact that all of the boys were wearing no fly briefs
indicated that the participants hailed from Europe and since most were
blonde that indicated Easter Europe. There was no voice to the film.

It only took moments before they began doubling and even tripling up for
making out. It only took a moment more before underwear starting tenting,
the youngest of the boys being the first. Then the unwrapping began. Both
on screen and off. RJ started and everybody followed. The guests had to
check out Art who was sporting a cock very similar to his son's. He wasn't
shaved but his moss was trimmed short and limited to a small patch at the
base and his balls were smooth.

The film seemed to focus on two boys 13 and perhaps 14 years old, the older
boy taking the lead, kissing on the younger boy then dropping to his knees
to work the younglings soft cock into a pillar of hard flesh.  From there
it didn't take long for Art and the boys to become a mass of arm legs and
body parts, everybody sampling everybody else. Kissing, fondling, cock
stroking and sucking took precedence over the film.

When Art got to Kam the boy felt a thrill at being with a man again. He'd
missed it so much. Being in the arms of a man was much different than
another boy in Kam's opinion. Art kissed the boy with plenty of tenderness,
his hands working along Kam's body were gentle except when a little more
pressure was needed. The younger boy almost swooned at the feeling flooding
his barely pubescent body. When Art traveled south and took Kam's raging
hard on into his mouth, the boy almost blacked out. God the feelings were
amazing.

Art bobbed his head in Kamryn's lap, taking his entire cock down his throat
while his free hand gently fondled and tugged on the boys' soft sac of
balls. Art's finger even trailed down the perineum toward the boys' hole
but didn't go there.

Alongside them RJ and Ford were engaged the same way only they had
progressed to a side by side 69 and were gorging on each other's cock while
also performing a little ass play.

"I want to suck on your cock too Art," Kam said. Art suggested that Kam
turn and straddle his body in a top down 69 so the hot blonde did exactly
that and was above the man. Kam quickly lowered his head and took hold of
Art's cock with his mouth and began to worship it.

Kam was in heaven. Even through Art's cock wasn't much different than his
son's or even RJ's cock for that matter it was still attached to a man and
that's what mattered to the boy. He sucked up and down, reveling in the
hard flesh, the smell of Art's crotch and the feel of the man's balls in
his hand. Kam didn't think it could get much better than that and then Art
started licking the boys' asshole.

Kam's feelings of lust shot through the roof as Art worked his secret
spot. The boy had been rimmed plenty of time by his father but not other
boys so it had been awhile since the temple of Priapus had be thusly
honored. He had a difficult time staying on task, or in this case staying
on cock but he gave it his best effort. He finally couldn't take it anymore
and rolled away from Art.

"I need to get fucked somebody, anybody, but I need a cock up my ass right
this second." RJ and Ford were gearing up for a fucking as well.

"Go ahead Kam," RJ said, "I'll go second." Art had a confused expression on
his face so his son explained the arrangements the other two boy had
made. Art chuckled.

"I feel like a stud horse."

"You offered," Kam said, "so get to work like a good horse." Art laughed
outright at that. Ford had already pulled out the lube and a hand towel and
tossed it to his father who went through the motions of getting himself and
Kam all slathered up.

"How do you want it brood mare?"

"Not horsey style. On my back, legs spread like a boy is s'pose to be
fucked ," the boy said then rolled into position. Art got in close while
his son and RJ went through the same motions. In this case it was Ford's
asshole that was getting the treatment.

Art's cock touched Kam's puckered muscle and pushed. Naturally the boys'
body didn't want an intruder but Art insisted and a second later he slipped
inside earning a grunt from the blonde hottie. Like a good lover he stopped
but Kamryn wasn't having any of that.

"No, don't stop just get it in there and fuck the shit out of me." Art
slipped his arms under the boys' legs, leaned forward did as the boy asked,
he fucked the shit out of him. He didn't hold back but started right off
fucking the boy fast and hard. Kam held on, thrilled at being drilled, and
a man doing it. Art's cock wasn't much different than his son's so it
wasn't about size it was about the owner. And, he didn't have a problem
with Ford fucking him, it had been good and he would be more than willing
to have the teen fuck some more. No, it was about being with a man and
while he didn't know it at the time, how could he after all, but he would
always seek out older men up until he became an older man, a sexagenarian
at least.

"Hold up a sec," Ford said as soon as RJ penetrated his ass. The boys were
in the same missionary position but RJ was staying at Ford's ass and not
rolling him back.

"Oh god so good," Kam muttered under his breath. His hands were resting on
Art's forearms and occasionally gripping them as a rush of intense feeling
flooded his young body. He let his legs cave inward to rest against the
man's hips and if he could have, he would have wrapped them around Art's
waist and hung on like a baby monkey.

It didn't take long before Kam was heavily grunting each time Art bottomed
out inside of him. He started whimpering. Next to them RJ had started to
fuck Ford, still on his knees with his hands pushing from behind Ford's
knees. Nobody was paying attention to the movie but had they looked they
would have seen the older teen boy pounding the young boys' ass hole with
wild abandon.

"I'm getting close Art, fuck me to a cum," Kamryn mumbled. Art felt himself
getting close as well. Kamryn was about the cutest boy he'd bred in some
years. And it wasn't that his own son wasn't cute because he was but Kam
was in a whole different league and that helped to get the man to the
sperming stage faster than he might have otherwise.

He kept doing what he was doing but tried to fuck the boy harder. The sound
of his body smacking against Kam's ass all but echoed in the room.  Next to
them his son was moaning and groaning and asking RJ to pound him. It had
been some time since Art was present while Ford got fucked. Usually it was
his son doing the pounding.

"Aaaiiiii," Kamryn cried out and everybody knew the boy was cumming. Indeed
he was. His asshole grabbed Art's cock even harder as the boy pulsed out
his sperm. It caused Art to blow as well. He grunted out loud, ground his
ass around in circles then went back to slamming into the young boy and
unloading a torrent of sperm into his bowels. Both of them grunted, cried
out, panting and gasped as millions of spermies shot out in a fruitless
trek to find and egg to bury their little heads in.

"Almost close," RJ panted, "almost there." Ford seemed to hammer the boys'
asshole a little bit harder, the sound of their bodies smacking against
each other now the primary sound in the room.

Art finally slowed down, his balls drained, and eventually stopped. He
stayed in place of course and did continue to move his ass just a tiny
bit. Both man and boy were panting, Kam's eyes closed as he came down off
the best cum he'd had in a year. He eventually opened his eyes and put his
arms around Art's neck.

"Let your weight on me please Art." The man complied and Kam muttered,
"much better." He then proceeded to shower his adult lover with little
kisses all over his face and finally landed on Art's mouth for a full on
tongue battling kiss.

"That. Was. Fucking. Awesome. Thank you."

"You're welcome sweet boy, I thought so too.  Fucking such a beautiful boy
is any man's dream." Ford heard what his dad had said but didn't have any
negative thoughts or feeling about it. He'd felt the same way when he
fucked Kam the previous week.

RJ cried out and began muttering all kinds of words. Like Kam had done,
RJ's asshole gripped Ford's cock like a vice as he began spitting cum out
all over his torso. About the 3rd pulse Ford began shooting too. Ford would
say later that he saw stars when cummed, his orgasm that powerful.

Things eventually died down for everybody, the two teens engaging in post
sperm kissing.

"How was it Kamster," Ford asked and got the same response the boy had
given Art.

"Fucking awesome. I want to move in with you guys."

"Well, not until he fucks me," RJ said with a giggle.

"Well," Art responded, "I'm all for that but not until we nosh on the bread
pudding."

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