Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2009 03:50:23 -0800 (PST) From: Puer Amore Subject: Tornado Warning PT 20 attached TORNADO WARNING PT 20 By Barry pueresamo@yahoo.com Disclaimer: This work is one of fiction. Any resemblance of persons or places mentioned in this story to actual persons or places is only slightly more than coincidence. Readers of this story should be familiar with my story: Forgive me, Jody, as particulars from that story are recounted here. ------------------------- All Rights Reserved ------------------------------ ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: Many thanks to my dear friend Daryl for his efforts to proofread and edit my work. His assistance has been invaluable. I returned with our mixed drinks and engaged in a delightful conversation with Damian. I was impressed with his maturity and his ability for critical thought. He was well beyond his years, intellectually. We discussed what he had in mind after graduation from High School: "Well, Barry. I love to work with my hands, so I considered becoming an auto mechanic. My Granddaddy is a pretty good mechanic, as you know, and I love working on cars, too. I think, however, I might prefer a medical career, perhaps a nurse, or an MRI technician or something. I'm leaning more in the direction of a medical career right now, and just keeping the mechanic stuff as my hobby." Damian explained. "Sounds like you've given it a lot of thought, Damian. I'm impressed with you. Most guys your age have no idea what they might like to do career-wise. You're well ahead of the herd." I suggested. "Thanks, Barry. That means a lot coming from you." Damian complimented. "We'll all support you, Damian, no matter your decision, you can count on that.." I declared. "Thanks, again, Barry. You guys have something very special here. I'm very pleased that you guys have welcomed me in the way you have. Knowing that you will support me means a great deal. I may have to call on that support sooner rather than later, I'm afraid." Damian said. "We're here for you, Damian...both sooner and later. Why do you suspect sooner?" I asked. "When I get home, Barry, I will confront my Mom over all the damned lies she has told me over the years, regarding my Daddy, you and the whole situation of my Daddy's death. She will be furious...she may throw me out...AGAIN!" Damian explained. "Again?" I asked. "Hell Yes, Barry. She's thrown me out many times... leaving me to call upon my few friends to take me in out of the weather until she would get over it and call me home." Damian said. "Surely she must suspect that you would learn the truth during this trip, and know what the case was in reality." I suggested. "I imagine so, Barry. That's why I fully expect that there will be war between us when I bring it up once I get home." Damian said. "Perhaps you should just NOT bring it up, Sweetie. It's only important that you know the truth... not that you win some argument with your Mom." I suggested. "You don't understand my Mom, Barry. If I don't bring it up... She will, so the argument is inevitable." Damian declared. "I never knew your Mom, Damian. I'm sorry she can be so disagreeable. She should be grateful beyond words to have you as her son." I suggested. "She regards me as a burden, Barry. She'll be only too happy when I'm finally gone." Damian countered. "You really think so, Sweetie?" I asked. Damian only nodded as he took a sip from his mixed drink. "I'm sorry to hear that, Damian, it's a true shame that she doesn't see you as the treasure you are." I said. After finishing his sip he looked up at me with sad eyes and said: "Barry, it has cost her a lot of money to raise me... and she doesn't make much money... so we live at the poverty level. She resents me for that." Damian said. "She doesn't understand that children aren't about the money, they're about the love, huh?" I said. Damian slowly shook his head in the negative as he took another sip from his drink. "My friends got together and pooled their money on one of my birthdays and bought me a skateboard...I used to love to skateboard when I was much younger. She was furious that I accepted it and considered it charity. She finally got over it and let me keep the thing. I tried to be on it as much as possible, as it kept me out of the house and out of her way. I actually got to be quite good at it, too." Damian explained with a smile "Well, I guess we'll just have to see how it all unfolds, once you get home, Sweetie." I said with raised eyebrows. "Yeah...but if she decides to throw me out, again, she's in for a surprise, cause my Granddaddy has said I can come and live with him. Only problem will be that in Colorado, I'm still considered a minor, so she could force me to kiss her butt and live at home till I'm 18." Damian said, having considered all possibilities. "You'd be welcome here, as well, Damian. You should always know that." I declared. "Thanks, Barry. I DO know that and it's a tremendous relief to me. You know my Granddaddy is not exactly wealthy, either... So even though he has offered, I know it would be a financial hardship on him to take me in. I'd work my way through college, so as to offset any expense he would incur, but, even so, it will cost him plenty to take me in." Damian said. "I've never inquired as to your Granddaddy's financial situation, as it is none of my danged business, Sweetie. Still, I know his means are meager, as it is obvious." I observed. "You're right...he doesn't have the proverbial pot or the window." Damian smiled. "Well, you're welcome here, Damian. Your Daddy would be furious otherwise and besides, and more importantly, we have become quite fond of you, Damian. I couldn't sleep at night, if I had to wonder if you were out in the cold somewhere. We could never allow that to be the case." I insisted. Damian smiled widely and motioned by curling and releasing his index finger that I should move closer. I did, and he kissed me sweetly on my lips. When he finished blessing me with his kiss he smiled, once more: "I love you, Barry, and the other guys too. I hope I won't need you to come to my rescue, but I'm glad to know that you will if it comes to that." I smiled back at him and said: "We'll be your collective Don Quixote if need be, and we'll do so gladly, Sweetie." I promised. "Remember, Barry, no one doubted the virtue of Dulcinea until Don Quixote offered to defend it... so be careful what you ask for." Damian chuckled. I laughed aloud: "Very Good, Damian. I didn't realize you were so well read." I observed Damian smiled back and took another sip from his drink. "Barry, I really found your two articles quite thought provoking." Damian announced Damian then smiled broadly and continued: "I hope no one throws a bomb over the fence, though." "I suppose anything is a possibility, Sweetie, though I keep it a secret where we live." I replied. "Danny didn't seem to have any trouble tracking you down." Damian said with a chuckle. "Yeah, but he had the advantage of having my phone number, which he did a reverse lookup on." I replied, with my own chuckle. "He's a pretty resourceful little guy, isn't he?" Damian observed. "He's much more than that... he's a treasure. We've come to love him very much." I declared. "Yes, that's obvious. He's very lucky." Damian offered. "We are the lucky ones, Damian. I really mean that. Danny is very special to us." I insisted. "Still, I hope no one causes trouble over the articles, Barry. They were pretty bold." Damian said. "If I stopped writing my opinion pieces over such a concern, I'd have been successfully muzzled years ago, Sweetie." I reported. I went on: "You know, Sweetie, one of the most loving and pure souls I've ever known is a boy, now a man, I met years ago on a trip to San Francisco. He was exceptional." "Really, tell me about him." Damian asked. "Well, he was the son of some friends of mine. He was deaf from birth. He was the most openly affectionate boy I had ever met...at least to that point." I began "How sad!" Damian interjected. "I suppose so, Damian, but his complete innocence and genuine love was a most compelling attribute." I said. "I suppose that would be the case, huh?" Damian observed. "His life experience had never included the notion of hating anyone. He had never heard epithets such as `nigger', `spick' `faggot' or any other such terms used to denigrate any one or any group of persons. He was pure innocence, pure love." I explained. "Guess it's true that we must be taught to hate, huh." Damian said. "Yes, though that lesson sometimes comes through unhappy experiences with people themselves, not just being taught verbally to hate." I suggested. Damian nodded and asked: "What became of him?" "I lost track of him over the years, but know from his parents that he met and married a wonderful girl, also deaf from birth. I hope their marriage is successful beyond their wildest dreams." I concluded. "Me too." Damian offered He continued: "You know, Barry, I want to reinforce what I have told you before. Having come to know you and the heart full of love you have and how you interact with the other guys, I fully understand why my Daddy loved you as he did. I have come to love you, as well. I'm so glad I made the trip to Dallas and that it afforded me the opportunity to meet you and the guys. You have something very special...unique...I say again, I love you, Barry, and the others as well... Especially you, though, Barry. My heart compels me to love you for who you are and, I suppose, too, because my Daddy held such great love for you. I just wanted to say that while I had your undivided attention." "Thank you, Damian, that means so very much to me, especially coming from you. At first, your uncanny resemblance to your Daddy struck me like a lightning bolt and my heart leaped at the realization that Jody had a son. Soon, though, I and I think all of us came to know you and love you for the person you are, not just because your Jody's son. I want you to know that you have won a place in our hearts, and you are welcome here with us. I can't promise you that our love for you will ever grow beyond profound friendship.but, then again, who knows. Besides, you seem to have an eye on Beau as a potential lover, indeed, what a catch he would be. Of course, as you know Lance has taken a fancy to you as well...so I guess we'll have to take things one day at a time. But, Damian, never doubt that we love you and that you are welcome here." I responded. "I appreciate that so much, Barry. Doors would open for me here that would never open...Hell, that don't even exist at home. But I would want to pull my weight if I should stay with you guys. I'm no moocher, or anything like that.. I'd have to find work and contribute to the group. I'm sure you understand." He explained. "Perfectly, Damian, David, who came into my life shortly after your Daddy's death, Thank God, I might add, lest I would have sunk into a depth of depression I could never have climbed out of, worked his way through college. He worked as an understudy to Trey." I laughed and continued: "As if anyone could actually be Trey's understudy. Anyway, he insisted on pulling his own weight, as well. Besides, I wasn't making the kind of money I make now, and don't think I could have paid his way through college and maintained our household at that time, in any case." "Well, he damned sure learned a lot from Trey...David is one Hell of a chef, himself." Damian observed. "He is indeed. Also, he loves it. He loves to cook." I responded. "That's obvious...and we all love to enjoy the fruits of his cooking." Damian chuckled. I smiled in return and nodded. "I worry that I'll end up breaking Lance's sweet little heart, Barry. Of course I would never do such a thing on purpose, but I fear that I may do so nevertheless." Damian commented. "We'll have to work on that, Damian... certainly he is smitten with you. A sudden break off of those feelings could be devastating to him. You know, none of us ever get over our first love." I said. "Lance is still pretty young, Barry, don't you think it's just an infatuation?" Damian asked. "Hard to say, Damian. Just because he's young, doesn't mean he doesn't feel real love. It may be an infatuation, in which case it will likely cool on its own in time...remember he's about as much younger than you as you are younger than Beau...10 years from now, the few years that separate you will evaporate into insignificance." I said. Damian nodded in agreement: "All I know is I don't want to hurt the little guy. He's very precious to me, as I know he is to you and the group. I guess you're right... we'll just have to see what develops." "Lance is a very special little guy, indeed. We love him very much. How can one not love him, he so LOVABLE!" I said with a smile. "Damian smiled back and nodded in agreement. "You know, Barry, as I have told you earlier and I know I'm repeating myself... my Mom will likely throw me out of the house once I return and confront her with all the lies she has told me since I was a toddler. I may have to take you up on your offer to stay with you and the guys sooner rather than later. I told you that my Granddaddy has said I can live with him, but I know he can't afford to take me on. It's a tremendous relief that you guys would let me stay here." Damian said. "We will be here to welcome you, but what about school?" I said. "I know... I need to think about that one. This will be my senior year and I MUST graduate." Damian declared. "You can finish up in a school here if you want. I know all the right people, they can arrange it, I'm sure." I said. Damian looked up at me and smiled: "You're so damned sweet, Barry. Bend over to me and let me kiss you." Damian requested. I complied. Damian delivered a protracted and passionate kiss, which I found delicious. When our kiss was finally waning, our lips still touching, though parting, Damian said. "That was from me, not from Daddy...though I'm sure he'd have loved to deliver such a kiss to you, Barry." "You are your Daddy's son, that's for sure, Damian. You, instinctively, kiss just as he always did." I said. I went on: "On a different topic, Damian, I'm concerned about you driving all that way in your car. Please don't be offended, but it looks like it's seen more miles than a few." I observed "Oh, don't let the primer and other stuff fool you, Barry. The car is old, but I've kept it in good repair. It's up to the trip, don't worry." He assured me. He went on: "I had been saving up for a paint job...I did the primer myself...but... I realized that the paint job would cost more than the car is worth." He laughed loudly. "Still, Damian, I and the guys want to make sure you take that trip with enough cash in your pocket to cover any contingency. Don't argue with me now, when you are ready to leave us, I want to give you some cash...after all, selfishly, for the guys and me, we wouldn't sleep knowing you could be in peril should something happen to the car that would strand you on the road. NO ARGUMENT, NOW, DAMMIT! I insisted. Damian began to well up with tears: "I've never known this kind of love, Barry. It feels really good. Thank you." I kissed his tears from his cheeks. He took my head in his hands and positioned my face to kiss me, once more. This time the kiss was gentle and oh, so sweet. "I love you, Barry. I really do." He said. "I love you, too, Damian...we all do. Never doubt it." I repeated. Damian's penis had become rock-hard during our verbal exchange. I looked at it in a way that I was sure he knew I was observing it. "Well, what do you expect, Barry. You turn me on BIG TIME!" He exclaimed. "Would you like me to service that beast before it takes on a life of its own" I said in a chuckle. "God YES!" He replied. I wasted no time in spreading his legs and crawling onto the lounge such that my mouth approached his beautiful penis. His testicles had already begun to retract. He was loading up for a good ejaculation. The moment I took his penis at its base to position it for my mouth it began pumping copious quantities of precum from his meatus to run down the shaft of his dick and onto my hand. This response was simply from the light squeeze I had placed at the base of his penis. I couldn't wait for the actual ejaculation. "Hurry, Barry. I'm gonna cum soon. I can feel it swelling up in me." Damian advised. "OK, Baby!" I declared and took his hot and throbbing dick into my eager mouth. Damian's precum painted my tongue with its sweetness, making me all the more eager to enjoy his tangy spunk. I had barely begun my fellatio when I saw his scrotum retract fully and his abdomen contract in preparation for the ejaculatory spasms to follow. "I'm cummin, Barry." He announced His meatus opened wide, as I could feel it with my tongue, which had been probing it. He exploded cum into my mouth, filling it repeatedly in spite of my attempts to swallow quickly. His cum is so sweet, its tang mild compared to most. I thought to myself. His penis palpitated and throbbed with each ejaculatory spasm. It was a glorious experience. He quivered as I ran my tongue around his corona ring as his orgasm proceeded. I didn't want it to end. It seemed he didn't either. I lost count of those spasms, but who could count at such a time. Damian was blessing me with his precious essence. Damian placed his palms on my head and caressed it lovingly until his ejaculation, eventually came to an end. "God, Barry, you're the best!" He declared. "Thanks, sweetie, I just do what seems natural. I'm glad you found pleasure in it." I said as I retracted his penis far enough from my mouth that I could speak. I held Damian's penis in my mouth as it pumped forth all the residual cum that was hiding in his urethra. I coached it along his perineum with a finger until I was sure it had all been delivered to me. We both lay quiet for a few moments. At last, I felt Damian experiencing the beginning of his refractory period. His penis began to go flaccid, albeit slowly. Damian continued to run his fingers through my hair as I lay there waiting for his dick to become completely soft. "I gave you all I had in me, Barry. I hope it was enough. I wish I had more...but I guess I cum a respectable amount each time, huh?" Damian said, still ruffling my hair. I removed his penis from my mouth and looked at him: "Are you kidding? You cum by the cupful. It's marvelous. You're in no way deficient in that regard, Damian. It was delicious, and I'll take all you wish to give, anytime you are so inclined. He smiled and chuckled: "Thanks for the reassurance, Barry. I'm glad you enjoyed it." I rose and took a seat in the adjacent lounge chair. Damian and I continued our conversation for quite a while, when I heard the lift motor for the garage door activate. "The guys are back, it appears." I announced. "So I hear." Damian confirmed. We were still engaged in our conversation regarding what he had in mind for post-high school education when Travis and Lance appeared at the door to the patio, having returned from their errands. "We're BACK!" Lance called out. "Great! We were just discussing Damian's thoughts regarding what he might like to do after high school. Join us, Lance." I answered. "In a minute, guys, I need to make a pit-stop and also unpack something I got at the store so we can have some special fun." Lance answered I looked to Travis for a hint as to what it might be that Lance had purchased. Travis only smiled widely and shrugged. Then, he followed Lance back into the house, both of their cute little butts on full display for our enjoyment. "Travis is beyond cute, isn't he, Barry. He's stunning." Damian advised. "I'd say that's an appropriate adjective, Damian. He is stunning. So are you." I declared. "I don't know about that, Barry, but it's a high compliment to be compared to Travis. Thank You!" Damian replied. Lance kept to not letting us in on what he had in mind for those things he had purchased until nightfall was upon us and we had heated the spa for our usual relaxing encounter with it. As we waited for the spa to warm, each of us sitting at pool's edge in lounge chairs, Lance appeared with that same bag he had teased us with earlier in the day. Lance sat the bag on the table under the canopy and reached into it with both hands. When he removed his hands from the bag he exclaimed: "TAH DAH!" There in one hand was a small jar of peanut butter, like one might take on a picnic. In the other hand was a bag of chocolate kisses. He reached in a second time a produced a small jar of orange marmalade. After briefly considering that Lance had in mind to make homemade peanut butter cups, it hit me as to what he had in mind. It was something we had never tried...but, what the Hell. "What?" Damian asked. "You'll see." Lance replied. "Where did you learn about this little ritual, Lance...I think I know what it is?" I asked. "One of my cousins used to talk about it...but I never tried it. I wasn't ready to tell him I was into guys. He is, though. He's gay. He lives with my Granddad in the naturist place in Florida...you know, where we go to visit sometimes. He's very beautiful, too. I was afraid that if I tell him I like guys, he'd spread it all over the family. I'd never hear the end of it" Lance explained. Why does he live at the Naturist Place? I asked. "Well, a while back, my Granddad got real sick and needed someone to stay with him and watch about him. He finally got well, but in the meantime; my cousin had gotten used to being naked all the time and asked to stay. His parents signed over custody cause they were going through a bad divorce at the time. They figured they'd sort out which of them would get custody of him after the dust had settled...but neither of them has asked to have him back." Lance explained. "That must be really hurtful for him." I suggested. "Maybe, at first, but he got over it and doesn't want to leave Granddad...or Pop, as we all call him." Lance added. Lance abruptly cut of the discussion regarding his beautiful gay cousin in Florida to look at Damian and hold up the peanut butter jar. Lance opened the jar of peanut butter and, as we all watched eagerly, he lowered it to his penis, in its usual state of erection, and gently twisted the jar onto his penis, all the way to his balls. He twisted the jar as he slowly removed it from his penis. When it finally emerged from the jar, his penis was coated with a generous dollop of the peanut butter. Lance looked at Damian and said: "Want some of this?" "Oh, Hell Yes!" Damian answered. Lance moved quickly to Damian, who wasted no time in taking Lance's boner into his hand and began licking the peanut butter from Lance's dick. "God...This feels GREAT!" Lance called out to us. Just watching this made all of our dicks become hard...really hard. "Will you do me, Barry?" Danny asked. "Of course, Sweetheart, but I'd prefer if you use the marmalade. It's one of my favorites. Danny went to the table and retrieved the orange marmalade and opened it. Then he twisted the jar onto his penis, as Lance had done earlier with the peanut butter. The aroma of both the peanut butter and the marmalade filled the air. It was delicious. We learned from watching Damian and Lance that it's not easy to remove peanut butter by licking it...it's too viscous. Lance was pumping his sweet precum generously from his meatus to run down his glans and onto the shaft of his penis. The combination of the precum and the saliva from Damian and the peanut butter produced a delightful sight as it glistened in the red flickering light from the spa. Soon Damian took Lance's penis into his mouth for a good episode of fellatio. The slurping sounds from Damian working to get all the peanut butter from Lance, as well as to take in his precum, was most erotic. "Damn... this is too HOT...it's making me horny as Hell!" Travis exclaimed. "I'll get to you, too, Travis. Don't worry." I answered. Travis was, indeed, horny. His own precum was dripping from his beautiful, perfectly formed, penis. Danny interrupted: "Before you start on me, Barry, why not prep Travis so you can do him as soon as I cum?" "What did you have in mind?" I asked. "Travis...get the chocolate kisses from the table and come here." Danny instructed. Travis looked at me and shrugged. He did as requested, nonetheless. Danny was standing there in the ready, his penis coated in orange marmalade, glistening in that same red light from the spa. The slurping sounds continued to emerge from the goings-on with Damian and Lance. We were all hot as Hell and eager for the relief that we would realize from a good orgasm. Travis approached with the bag of kisses. Danny collected a generous amount of Travis' precum onto his palm. "Turn around and bend over, Travis." Danny requested. Travis complied. Danny used Travis' own precum to lubricate Travis' anus, gently rubbing it onto that sweet, inviting anus. Once he had lubed up Travis' anus, Danny began unwrapping the kisses and gently inserting them, one by one, into Travis' anus. He had inserted about 8 of them into Travis' butt when Travis remarked: "This is weird. The chocolate produces heat in my rectum as it melts...it's pretty wild." "Strange, Travis, I suddenly have an appetite for warm chocolate" I chuckled. "I think I can fix you up, Barry." Travis replied. Danny continued to insert the kisses into Travis' anus until about a dozen of them had found their residence there. "God, Barry, my rectum is actually hot. I can't wait to push some of this back out to you." Travis said. "Don't let any of it leak out, Baby. I want every drop of it." I declared. "I'm gonna wait in the spa...the chocolate should really melt then, from the additional heat." Travis observed. "OK, Baby...I'll get to you soon." "Wait...I can suck Travis off while you're sucking me, Barry. I'd like some of his sweet cum." Danny suggested. "GREAT IDEA, Danny!" I exclaimed. The slurping from Damian and Lance was briefly interrupted by Lance declaring: "I'm about to cum, Damian." The slurping sounds became even more intense as Damian made his fellatio more intense to hasten Lance's ejaculation. My dick was throbbing in anticipation for my own ejaculation and my precum had already painted it generously. I sat on the cool deck so my mouth was at about the correct height to accommodate Danny's anxious penis. My legs were together and straight ahead of me resting between Danny's spread legs. Travis came and stood over me, his delightful smelling scrotum resting on my head, in my hair. Danny wasted no time coating Travis' penis with the orange marmalade which I had handed him. Danny positioned Travis' palpitating penis for insertion into his mouth. Before he did, he looked down at me and said: "Ready, Barry?" "Hell Yes!" I replied. Travis' penis found its home in Danny's mouth, sliding along Danny's tongue, painting it with a mixture of Travis' precum and the marmalade. Danny's penis was taken into my mouth in the same fashion. We both began performing fellatio at about the same rate...producing our own glorious slurping sounds. We were so busy with our sucking efforts that we only heard Lance in the background as he pronounced: "UH...UHHHHH...I'm CUMMING, Damian" Damian's slurping sounds subsided as Lance pumped his mouth full of his sweet, young cum. "OH, GOD!" Lance exclaimed in a groan as he became enveloped in the ecstasy of his own orgasm. I was so HOT, at this point; I thought I might burst into spontaneous human combustion. The confluence of the various smells... peanut butter...orange marmalade...and now the distinct aroma of Lance's semen, his precious essence, all combined to fill each of our olfactory. It was delicious. I may never smell peanut butter or orange marmalade again without getting a hard on. I thought to myself. "I'm about to cum, too, Barry." Travis exclaimed. "Me too!" Danny declared in a distorted fashion, having Travis' penis in his mouth. I placed a hand on each of Danny's butt cheeks and pulled him tightly against me... his penis fully inserted into me. Danny's hot cum shot powerfully down my throat. If it had been any hotter, it would have been scalding. His spasms were many and each time he filled my throat with more cum than I could swallow, such that it filled my mouth and ran down my face to my chin. I removed one of my palms from Danny's butt cheek and placed it under my chin to catch any of Danny's cum that might, otherwise, fall to the cool deck and be lost. I could hear Travis panting in the action of his own ejaculation. Danny slurped Travis' cum into his mouth, but couldn't take it in fast enough. The excess ran down Danny's chin and fell into my hair. The smell of it made my balls want to explode. Travis has always had the most delicious tasting and delightful smelling cum of anyone. I was relishing in it. Finally, Travis was so exhausted at his own orgasm that his legs became weak...usually a Danny trait, that he lowered his torso to rest himself on my head; His cute little butt taking its place there on top of me. Danny's ejaculation also was coming to its end and his spasms slowed and stopped. "Must have really been a good one! I exclaimed to Travis as his butt cheeks nestled into my hair. "Oh God, Barry...I shot so much cum into Danny he may not be hungry for days." Travis chuckled. "Me too, Barry, I pumped a ton of my cum into you." Danny added "Yes, and it was, every drop, delicious." I affirmed. "You OK, Travis?" Danny asked. "Yeah...I'm just exhausted...I'll be OK in a couple of minutes." "I hope you are ready to feed me some of your warm chocolate, Baby" I chuckled. "Sure, Barry... just give me a minute. Am I too heavy with my weight on your head?" Travis asked. "No, not at all, Sweetheart. When you are able, though, stand up and bend over. My tongue is eager to coax some of that sweet stuff out of your tight little butt." "Hey, I have an idea?" Damian declared. "What's that?" I asked. "Well, what if we make Barry Lucky Pierre?" Damian began "How" Danny asked. "Well, what if Barry lies on his back on the deck here, Travis squats over his mouth and feeds him some chocolate while Danny sits on Barry's penis and Barry fucks him while getting his chocolate feeding from Travis?" "Holy Crap...we don't normally do anything quite this kinky...Oh well, what the Hell!" I declared. "No, Barry, not Holy Crap...Chocolate Crap!" Damian laughed. I assumed the position, as Damian had suggested, on my back at the edge of the spa on the deck. The steam was rising from the spa and its warmth added to the experience. Travis squatted over my face and prepared to feed me from his anus: "I know Danny can control his rectum and anus to extrude stuff from his anus at will, Barry... I don't know if I have that control...but I'll try. "OK, Baby. I'll take it in what ever way you deliver it." I assured him. Danny wasted no time coating my penis with the marmalade and straddled me and positioned my, now throbbing, penis for insertion into his hot little ass. Danny sat down on my penis, which was already moving to the locked and loaded condition from all the earlier goings-on. I could feel my penis swelling to its maximum girth as it found its home in Danny's hot tight ass. It had already begun throbbing and palpitating the instant that Danny had taken it by its base to position for him to sit on it. "OK, Barry, here goes." Travis announced. "I'll help, Sweetheart." I replied. I began to tickle his anus with a flicking action of my tongue. After a few seconds, his anus opened for me, as if I were going to fuck him. The chocolate began to ooze from him onto my tongue. The chocolate had melted, as intended, and was more than warm, it was hot. The flavor included the tang of Travis' rectum, though sweetened by the chocolate. "I feel it coming out of me, Barry. Am I doing OK?" Travis asked. "Great, Baby...just Great...keep it coming." I affirmed. Danny began rising and falling onto my penis. The combination of the two actions was almost enough to render me unconscious. Again the two smells, marmalade and chocolate mixed in the air and in my olfactory. It added to the deliciousness of what was happening. "Your scrotum is retracting, Barry, you gonna cum, huh?" Danny asked. I could only nod, as I had a mouthful of Travis' special chocolate. Danny took my balls in hand and gently kneaded them, trying to retard the point of inevitability beyond which my ejaculation was unstoppable. He was gentle with my balls, his touch was wonderful, and my balls were enjoying his action greatly. "Your balls are pulling out of my hand, Barry... you're about to come. I want your cum, Barry, so I'm going to take you out of my ass and put you in my mouth." Danny announced. I nodded again and could only say: "Hurry" He did. In an instant, my penis, still gleaming with the marmalade was in Danny's mouth. Not a moment too soon, either, as I could feel the ejaculation swelling up in me. It was more of an explosion than an ejaculation. It was, perhaps the most powerful ejaculation I had ever experienced. The only thing that prevented me from passing out from its intensity was my action to lick the last of the chocolate from Travis' anus until I had received every drop of it. When Travis had delivered all his chocolate, he rose slightly and sat back down on my chest, his penis, still sticky with marmalade, resting on my lips. I licked at it to get that lucky marmalade which had been blessed to find a home on Travis' precious organ. My ejaculation was still in progress, even as I licked the marmalade from Travis' penis. It was so intense; I thought my balls would explode. They had obviously delivered their entire inventory to my seminal vesicles for this ejaculation. I was spent...completely... between the two of them, my energy was completely drained. When my orgasm gradually came to its completion, and Danny had coaxed the residual semen from me... pushing it along my perineum, until he had gotten it all, I finally spoke. "You two drained me completely...I know I don't have the strength to get up. I'll have to lie here for a bit." "That was the idea, after all, wasn't it?" Travis said. He continued: "I'll lie next to you, Barry. I'm exhausted, too." Danny slowly removed my penis from his mouth. His lips and chin were covered in my semen. He ran his tongue around his mouth to collect it all: "Good to the last drop!" Danny proclaimed. Travis and I chuckled. I wondered why Damian and Lance hadn't chuckled along with us. I turned my head to see that the two of them had exchanged places, and Lance was busy licking peanut butter from Damian's penis...which had become hard as a rock, and was dancing on its base. Lance was holding it at its base to control that dance as he licked...licked hard at Damian's penis as was required to take in the peanut butter. Lance used the entire length of his tongue at his licking, not just its tip. Watching Lance's tongue coursing up and down Damian's dick to get at the peanut butter was erotic as Hell. Damian had closed his eyes so as not to be distracted and to fully enjoy the experience his dick was relishing in. "This is to show you how much I love you, Damian." Lance said. "I know you love me, Lance. I know. Damian started: "Uhh...UHHH..." Damian declared to indicate he was cumming. Lance moved quickly to take Damian into his mouth. Damian unloaded into Lance with so much force that I could hear Lance nearly choke on the volume of Damian's cum. He quickly swallowed and moved to keep only Damian's glans in his mouth to open up his oral cavity to accommodate the copious ejaculation. Damian reached down and placed his palms on Lance's cheeks to control the action of Lance's fellating him during and after the ejaculation. After what must have seemed an eternity to Damian, I could see his urethra and the spasms visible in the rhythmic swelling of it, as they progressed, slowly diminish. Travis had lain down and placed his cheek on my breast in the same way he does when we sleep, though he was not asleep...yet. Fearing he would fall asleep, I said. "Let's spend at least a little time in the spa, Baby, before we konk-out. Me too, I'm ready for bed right now...but I want to enjoy the spa for a little and let the marmalade dissolve and find itself in the vortex of the drain and into the D.E. filter. "OK, My lover, let's get in the water. Oh...wait..." Travis said. He called out to the others: "Drinks all- around?" Everyone answered in the affirmative, and Travis left to make our drinks. I slowly worked my way into the water and sat directly in front of one of the Jacuzzi jets. It began its magic immediately...trying to relax me, still further so I'd fall asleep as soon as I hit the bed. Damian, his penis still gleaming with mixed peanut butter and marmalade, and the red light of the spa, and Lance, still holding onto Damian by his penis, slowly lowered themselves into the water to join me. Travis returned with our drinks on the usual tray. Before he entered the water he announced: "There's an e-mail from David waiting for us. I figured we'd read it together before we go to bed." "I miss David." Damian declared. "Me too...he's really special, I love him." Lance added. "We all love him, and yes, he's very special." I affirmed. We enjoyed our drinks, and decided we were, each of us, ready for some shut-eye. Damian did the chore of turning off the spa heater, Jacuzzi pump, and all the rest, as Travis, Danny, Lance and I made our way to the computer. "Dear Lovers and loved ones: Surprise...I've been commissioned to conduct at this years Christmas concert at Bass Hall. I'll be home well in advance, as these folks have graciously agreed to let me conclude my contract a few weeks early. I'll give you a precise itinerary once I have the details. I also have some employment offers to entertain and discuss with you while I'm there. I'm so anxious to be home with you. I trust my little buddy, Lance, is taking good care of you all...and you, him. I LOVE YOU ALL!!! And can't wait to see you. David" "Wow!... I can't wait to see him." Travis said. "Me too!" Danny added "Me three!" Lance added. I turned to Damian and said: "Well, I guess you and I make it unanimous, Damian." Damian smiled and nodded in the affirmative. Danny composed a reply informing David how happy we were all at the prospect of seeing him sooner than we had thought and sent it off to him. We retired to our respective bedrooms and were all ready for some sleep. "Barry?" Travis asked "Yes, Baby." I answered. "Will I be shitting chocolate for days or will it glue me shut overnight or what?" He asked. "I don't think so, but it might be wise to use an enema, just in case." I said. Travis went to the bathroom to use one of the prepackaged enemas "I'll help him, Barry." Danny offered. I could see Travis bent over and Danny gently inserting the tip of the enema bottle into his rectum. When its contents had all disappeared into Travis' butt, he sat on the commode and waited for the inevitable results. It didn't take long. Once he had been cleaned out, he wiped his cute little anus and he and Danny joined me in their usual positions in the bed...Travis, his cheek on my breast, went to sleep almost instantly. Danny crawled between my legs and kissed and played with my penis and my balls for a moment or two. He was still doing so when I dropped off to sleep. All was right with the world. ----------------------- END CHAPTER 20 TORNADO WARNING-----------------