Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2006 10:04:45 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeff Spencer Subject: Trucker's Helper, Part 11 (M/t/t, oral) This story involves descriptions of a sexual encounter between males of different generations. Be warned, and do not read if reading this type of story is illegal for you. It is fiction, and should not be taken as approval of actual contact of this type between adults and children. Exploitation of children is evil. Please visit my website at http://eroticstorywriters.com/JeffSpencer.html to learn more about my writing, okay? Please contribute some money to Nifty if you enjoy this and other works posted there. ================================ Shortly thereafter, Jim left us, returning to his own room, but not before profusely thanking me and the two boys for his experience. The boys looked bemused. "Damn, if people would have thanked me like that, for something I'd do anyway, I'd have stayed a prostitute," Ryan said. "Don't say that, Ryan," I said. "Being a hustler is no way to live - most of those boys come to a really bad end, usually dying of drug overdoses or AIDS." Ryan looked chastened. "Yeah, I just meant, I enjoy having sex with nice, older men a lot. Of course, boys aren't so bad either," he said, with a smile at Kris lying next to him. Kris was lying on his stomach, his pink, round butt cheeks so attractive and mouth-watering. Ryan's hand idly stroked Kris' bottom, as Kris preened with pleasure. "Who's up for a bath?" I said. "We already took showers, this morning," Kris said quizzically. "Have you never heard of the relaxing properties of a hot bath?" I said, with a slight smile. "Besides, you do have, uh stuff on you." "Ha, you mean, cum? And Ryan's saliva where he drooled all over my hot cock?" Kris giggled. Ryan punched him lightly. "Bitch! I just felt sorry for you. Your dick tastes like a wiener," Ryan said. Kris looked confused. "It IS a wiener," he said slowly. "I mean a hot dog wiener, dopey," Ryan explained gently. I rolled my eyes. "Boys! Let's keep on topic, `kay? I'm going to draw a bath, if anyone wants to join me." "Me!" each boy shouted in unison. "And why do you say `draw a bath'? You don't actually make a picture or anything," Kris asked. "Geez, you're a dumbass," Ryan said. "A cute dumbass, but d-u-m-b-a-s-s, with a capital DUMB." Kris looked at Ryan with wide open eyes. "You think I'm cute?" he coyly asked Ryan. "Yeah," Ryan admitted. Kris smiled and kissed him lovingly, their lips pressed together, their bodies intertwining, their cocks stiffening under each other's touch. I felt something much like love for both boys then, as was happening more and more. I didn't know how I'd handle separation from them, but I had to do what was best for them. The two boys broke their passionate kiss, but stayed in each other's arms. "I think you're pretty beautiful, too," Kris whispered to Ryan. "It's `handsome', not `beautiful'," Ryan said with some exasperation, then he hugged Kris as if he, too, were afraid of separation from his friend and lover. I headed into the bathroom, and was pleasantly surprised to see that it was a large tub, not sunken, but definitely big enough for three. The boys rushed in upon hearing my whoop. "What?" Ryan said, as Kris brought up the rear. I looked over at the two, as I sat on the ledge of the tub. I started laughing. Both boys were completely naked, smooth, hairless young boy bodies, their cocks immensely hard with desire, both dicks bobbing up and down. They looked so darned cute and desirable, but also like the young boys they were, just starting to come into their bodies and beginning their journeys into manhood. It was an interesting mixture of adolescence and sexuality, and I filed the picture away in my mental picture book, for the day when I'd be alone, as I fully expected. "Oh, I'm just happy that it's a perfect size for all of us," I said. I reached across and began running the water. "Now if I had planned ahead, I'd have some bubble bath for us," I said. "Bubble bath? That's for girls," Ryan said. Kris nodded his head in agreement. "Sure it is," I said. "And it's for boys, and men, with discriminating taste, too. There's lots of fragrances that aren't `girly' or feminine, and I'm not afraid to admit that I like some of the feminine scents, anyway." "Yeah, me too," said Kris. "I like flower smells." "Me too, sometimes," Ryan muttered. "Now, we don't HAVE any bubble bath, but maybe we can use the little bottle of shampoo instead. Any port in a storm, as they say." Kris piped up. "What does that mean? Port in a storm?" Ryan mock slapped Kris' bare butt. I noticed that his hand stayed against the boy's round bottom, caressing it. "It means like when I want you to suck my cock, but you're already sucking Alex's cock, so I stick it in your bottom instead. Get it?" Kris giggled and pressed his ass back into Ryan's hand. "Oh, yeah," Kris said, smiling. I turned back to the rapidly filling tub, making sure the water was just hot enough, as I poured in the bottle of shampoo. It bubbled up nicely, and I began stripping off my shorts, which was all I was wearing. My cock was stiff and throbbing, as invariably seemed to be the case around these two. Ryan ambled over closer to me, and giggled when I winced at the shock of putting my bare butt on the cold porcelain tub ledge. He sat on my lap and looked up at me, as his small hand, so silky smooth, went to my balls, large and hairy, balancing them in his hand, juggling them, then slowly stroking my cock briefly, his touch like heaven on my sensitive shaft. He then threw his arms around me, hugging me, his deliciously warm and smooth body pressed against my hairier adult chest. I could feel his hard on pressing into my stomach. "Thank you," he whispered into my ear, his smooth boy cheek against my rougher man's cheek. "For what?" I said, mystified. "For saving me," he said, quietly, his eyes filling. "It was my pleasure, Ryan," I said. I guess he felt an emotional warmth he hadn't experienced for a long time. I could understand that. It had been a long time since I had someone I could care about, and now I had it, in spades, with these two fine boys depending on me, and I on them. Ryan impulsively kissed me, and I savored the feel of his warm, soft lips against mine, the feel of his bird-like heart beating in his chest against me, the smell of his young, male body, a combination of musk and sweat, and I felt my eyes fill, too, a warm and content feeling inside. Kris, I think, wasn't exactly sure of what Ryan and I were expressing wordlessly, but his reaction was just exactly perfect. He stood next to Ryan and me, his hands on our shoulders, his touch warm and steady. "C'mon guys, I think the water's ready," I said, wiping my eyes. "Doesn't look like enough water," said Ryan, as he too, wiped across his cheeks briefly. "Wait'll we all get in," I said. "A little physics lesson for you." I got in first, stretching out, and raising the water level considerably. Then Kris got in, followed by Ryan, and the water was nearly lapping at the top. With any little movement of our bodies, we could hear water running down the overflow. The water felt fantastic, liquid heat perfusing through all three of us. I lay my head back, reclining in the slightly aromatic fluid, and Kris and Ryan lay themselves on my chest, my chest hair matted. Ryan idly played with the hair around one nipple. It was only a matter of moments before the hot water worked its magic, drawing out all of our tension, the three of us fast asleep, but in no danger from the water. I guess we dozed off for about twenty minutes, as the water cooled down, and then I awoke with a slight start, to see the two adorable boys still fast asleep on me. I began soaping down the parts of their bodies that I could reach, my soap- slicked hands racing down their smooth, hairless bodies, my fingers exploring and cleaning their baby fat roundness, and their secret openings that only some lucky men ever get to explore, and love, and kiss and taste. The boys roused from my touch, and helped me finish cleaning their sweet bodies, then they enthusiastically took on the job of cleaning me, giggling and splashing as they proceeded. They especially paid attention to my rampant cock, which they took turns sliding their silky hands up and down, knowing full well the effect it would have on me. "Oh, gosh, I'm going to cum if you keep that up," I moaned, as they smiled at each other, two `brothers' with a secret. Kris bent over, his warm, round lips covering the fat, reddish head of my cock, filling his mouth. Ryan's small hand swiftly stroked up and down the fat shaft, building my excitement to a fever pitch within seconds. "Oh, fuck, Kris, I'm cumming..." I moaned, as I could feel my sticky sperm rising up the shaft towards my explosion. Kris tightened his mouth on me, and the feel of release was so welcome, as Ryan's fingers expertly teased my sensitive nerve endings along my dick, Kris' tongue swirling around the sensitive cock head. "Aaagh, unnhh!" I exclaimed as four ropy strings of white cum shot into Kris' waiting mouth, my hips pumping upwards as I tried to fuck his mouth. Kris patiently kept himself on me, until he could feel my body relax once again. He raised his head up, and the two boys, gazing into each other's clear eyes, came together in a fondly passionate kiss, swapping my cum back and forth, sharing my offering between them. I was so proud of them both. I smiled at them. As they reluctantly broke their kiss, they both smiled back at me, small traces of man cum on their sweet, ruby-colored lips. We finally got out of the tub and toweled off, more horseplay than anything else, and I lightly smacked them each on their heat-tempered, deep red butt cheeks. "We've got a long trip tomorrow - we're finally finishing this trip," I said. "It seems like we've been on the road for years." "Are all long hauls this long?" Ryan asked. "No," I said. "I guess I've just been lollygagging along the way. Anyway, it's time we made some decisions, and we need to be well-rested to make the right decisions, so off to bed." Of course, we all slept naked together in the bed, nestled together like a litter of puppies. I awoke at about 3 am, a time of night when I find my sex drive to be at an incredible peak - I swear, I'm so horny at that point that, well, I'd do just about anything to cum. But at any rate, what woke me was a slight jiggling of the mattress under me. I looked to my right to see, in the dim light from the bathroom, Kris on his knees on the bed, looming above Ryan, who was lying on his back, his little cock stiffly erect. Both boys were fully awake. Kris was jacking off, which accounted for the movement of the bed, his hand stroking up and down his 7" pink shaft, stiffly hard, and creamy wetness leaking from his piss slit. His cock was directed right at Ryan's equally hard shaft, while Ryan's eyes were locked on Kris' throbbing dick. "Cum on me," Ryan whispered, while Kris moaned with his impending climax. "Tell me what to do," Kris whispered back. "Fuck your hot cock with your hand, I want all your creamy, white cum on my dick and balls, dripping off me and making me SO hot!" Ryan whispered loudly and urgently. "I want to see your stuff spurting out of your big dick, FUCK!!" Ryan's hands were roaming all over Kris' naked lower body, stroking his young boy smoothness with his small hands. "Uhh, fuck! I can feel it coming, Ryan! My fuckin' cum is shooting up, uhh, FUCK, YEAH!!" Kris moaned, as the first spurts of his sweet cream shot out of his reddish piss slit, in a long arc that covered Ryan's cock head, his pink shaft, and his wrinkled sack of balls. Ryan moaned with pleasure, his own cock twitching, as he felt the sticky heat of Kris' love cover him so sexily and fully. Kris shot four more long streams of seed, almost all of it on target, until Ryan's cock was standing straight up, dripping with Kris' love juice. Ryan continued to knead his hard shaft, twisting his fingers under the plump cock head, as he milked his dick of its copious supply of boy cream, the final droplets dripping onto Ryan's flat belly. My own moans at the beauty of this sexy and hot display these two cute boys were putting on, gave me away. I leaned forward and over, and slowly took Ryan's fat dick head, hot and reeking of a strong boy cum smell, between my lips, being careful not to miss any of Kris' slimy and slick fluid, the taste so fully male, fantastic and intoxicating. I swirled my tongue around Ryan's cock head, like a small boy licking an ice cream cone, the rich fluid coating my tongue and throat as I swallowed. My mouth was watering at the taste of Kris' cum. I took more and more of Ryan's hot shaft into my mouth, and into my throat, the sensation of mouth on cock lubricated by Kris' silky and creamy fluid. I began sucking Ryan's cock, my head bobbing up and down on his heat and hardness, his plump cock head touching the roof of my mouth. I could feel Ryan's hands on the back of my head, fingers twining into my hair, even as his hips reflexively fucked his cock even deeper into my mouth. "Mmmm, you're a good cocksucker, Alex," Ryan cooed. "Suck my hard cock, baby, I want to cum in your mouth, make you drink my jizz. I love fucking your hot mouth, nearly as much as fucking your tight ass hole. After we're through, I want to lick your tight, hairy brown hole, make it all wet inside with my long tongue, then fuck your hot ass hole with my fat cock, and shoot my cum inside your ass!" Ryan's dirty talk was exciting us both, and I could see that Kris was getting into the act too, his hand between Ryan's warm, round ass cheeks as he fingered Ryan's tight, dark hole, dipping deep inside him, then out again. "Unnh!" Ryan grunted, as ecstasy suddenly washed over him. "FUCK! I'm cumming, cumming in your mouth!" he muttered, as his eyes briefly rolled back in his head, my mouth teasing and pleasing his delicious cock. His spurts of cum were hot, and tasted salty and sweet both, a strong aroma of bleach filling my nostrils, some of his fluid leaking down my chin. He banged his hips into my face as I rode him, wanting a complete mouthful of his love. He slowly relaxed, his hip movements slowing, and I slowly removed my mouth from his penis, lying back on my pillow. First, Ryan brought his face to mine, and kissed me slowly and passionately, his lips warm and full, his tongue knowingly seeking cum from my mouth, which I shared with him. Kris brought his face to both of us, and kissed first me, then Ryan, until it was hard to know which individual I was tasting and loving, the three of us just three males intimately intertwined and kissing, sharing our love, and we returned to sleep that way until we woke up with the alarm at 6 am. ====================== I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please visit me at my website, http://eroticstorywriters.com/JeffSpencer.html Thanks for reading!!