Date: Sat, 20 Oct 2001 23:23:47 From: Dream Spinner Subject: "Aaron and Justin: More Farm Fun" (t/t, celeb) Caution/Welcome. The following is a gay fantasy about two celebrities, thirteen-year-old Aaron Carter and fifteen-year-old Justin Berfield. It does not reflect nor imply the real sexuality of the two individuals. It has been written in response to reader encouragement following the posting of Aaron's Farm Vacation, and the events depicted here follow immediately after those in that story. If you do not like reading gay fantasies about teenage boys or celebrities, this is where you stop and hit the back or delete key. This story is posted at free gay adult story sites for the purpose of adult entertainment. Lyrics are copyright of Aaron Carter. Permission is not given to copy electronically for the purpose of redistribution or posting at sites other than described without the permission of the author. Comments and story suggestions and nude photos of Aaron and Justin can be sent to the author J. O. Dickingson at authorsix@hotmail.com AARON AND JUSTIN: MORE FARM FUN Sunday Aaron woke up with a morning wood, which was not unusual for a healthy, red- blooded teenager, and certainly nothing unusual for him. He slowly slipped his right hand under the sheets and down along his body to his Nordstrom narrow blue striped boxers. Slipping his fingers under the elastic band, he ran them along his flat stomach and through the tight curly hairs that had only recently begun to grow on his pubes. Locating his aching dick, he slipped his fingers about the swollen flesh and squeezed, and then ever so slowly drew his fingers up and down the three-and-a-half inch tube of pleasure a few times. He had begun wanking four years ago at the age of nine after catching his older brother Nick doing it, but leading a protected life and having watched Nick doing it for only a minute, he didn't know about doing it until he had a dry orgasm until his first experience just over two years ago with a young Brazilian actor his age during a March snowstorm. Since then he'd sought that pleasure off and on, usually as he drifted off to sleep in his bed at home or in a hotel room bathroom while on tour after a particularly exhausting day when he figured he deserved a reward. He would have sought out the pleasure more often but ever since he'd begun performing he didn't have that much privacy and his mother was one of those parents who believed the way to stop boys from doing what is natural is to load them with guilt. Then, as he approached puberty, he began doing it even less, and never all the way to an orgasm, his guilt now even greater as he entered adolescence and supplemented with fear of the unknown. Being home schooled and having no close friends, he had nobody he could confide in, and after years of being told touching yourself was dirty and sinful, he couldn't very well ask his older brother about it. Besides, with the success of the Back Street Boys and his own heavy schedule, he and Nick hardly had time to have a private conversation. So, it had only been three days ago, last Thursday here at Pineview Farms, that he'd gone all the way. That had been a rush like he'd never before experienced. Aaron would have eagerly experienced it again that morning had he not been laying in a bunk bed in a dorm with sixteen other boys, and more important, had he not had high hopes of messing around with the boy who'd convinced him to go all the way three days ago, Justin Berfield. It had been that hope that they'd keep messing around like they'd had the past three days that had prompted him to phone his parents last night and get another week extension on his holiday, a holiday that he hadn't wanted to take but fortunately he'd done so to please his parents. His mother, who had wanted him to rest up for his grueling upcoming tour and to have an opportunity to mix with those closer to his age, had been delighted with the call and had willingly agreed. She wouldn't have been so happy had she known what her young son had been doing the past three days. Slipping his hand back out from under the sheets, and cautiously glancing around to be sure nobody was looking in his direction, Aaron raised his fingers to his nose and inhaled. The unique fragrance of his dick was on his fingers, and he sighed with the delight that odor brought. He loved the smell of dick more than anything else in the world, though that is not the answer he'd give if ever asked by a fan magazine what his favorite aroma was. Kicking off the blankets, the thirteen-year-old quickly reached for his jeans and slipped them on before anyone nearby stirred and saw him in his aroused state. Now that would be majorly embarrassing. It was not compulsory that those attending the farm youth vacation camp go to church, but everyone did. For one there was not much else you could do on a Sunday, a day the owners of the farm treated traditionally as a day of rest. Besides, although they didn't insist, you could tell they would be disappointed if you didn't go. Upon returning to the farm after services, those who were heading home grabbed brown lunch bags, said their goodbyes, and loaded into the farm minivan. Many had come there for a two-week vacation, and some for a week, so the minivan was loaded that June third. It being a Sunday, there were no activities scheduled for those who were staying, so most just laid around and read, or wrote home. Aaron and Justin announced their plans to go fishing. Dropping them off eight miles away from the ranch, the farmhand told them they'd find plenty of good holes if they just followed the creek downstream back to the farm. They slowly made their way along the bank for a while, and then removing their socks and rolling up their cutoffs, they waded down the stream to cool off. An hour-and-a-half and six river trout later they arrived at a small wooded area in the otherwise flat prairie that stretched from horizon to horizon. Sitting down on the grassy bank, the two boys paused to rest. "This is awesome, isn't it?" asked Justin. "So quiet and peaceful." "Yeah," agreed Aaron, leaning back and sighing. He was more accustomed to the hustle and bustle of city life and more comfortable with the hectic life of a celebrity than Justin, but he had to agree it was relaxing and refreshing. "I almost hate the thought of going back and going on tour in two weeks," he observed honestly, enjoying being with Justin but looking forward to the tour with the A-Teens and his sister Leslie that would take him across the country until the end of August. "Not exactly the same comments as the day you arrived," Justin said with a smile, referring to Aaron's obvious boredom and preference to be anywhere other than Pineview Farms those first few days. "Well, I'm not exactly the same boy as the day I arrived," Aaron said with an impish grin. "No? Now what might have changed?" "Give you one guess," Aaron responded, reaching over and cupping the older boy's crotch. "I'd have no idea," Justin teased with wide-eyed innocence. Aaron unzipped the fly of the teenager's cutoffs and receiving no objections, he slipped his fingers inside them and then inside the fly of his boxers. Wrapping his fingers about the warm, limp tube, he extracted the fifteen-year-old's dick as his own began to swell with arousal at the mere touch of the other boy's private member. "Now you have an idea?" Aaron asked, his rosy lips curling into an open-mouthed grin, revealing his pearly white and perfectly aligned teeth. "Several," said Justin, his hazel eyes narrowing suggestively. "What about you?" "You bet," Aaron responded, unsnapping Justin's cutoffs and pushing them down his slender thighs. "And the first is to get you naked." Justin had no objections to that either. Pushing Justin's cutoffs down to his ankles, Aaron struggled with the wet laces of his runners, and then with his runners, but finally managed to remove them. Pulling off his shorts, Aaron reached back up and slipped his hands under the elastic band of his green and blue plaid Joe Boxers and pushed them down too. Unbuttoning Justin's shirt and sliding it off his shoulders, Aaron stood up and looked down at the handsome, naked teenager laying down on the grass and grinning up at him. Desire flared up in his loins, a desire that was as powerful as it was new to the thirteen-year-old. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off. Dropping it on the ground, he struggled with his own wet runners, balancing on one leg as he removed one, and then standing on his bare foot as he removed the other. Unzipping his cutoffs and unsnapping the clasp, he allowed the baggy trousers to drop to his ankles and he stepped out of them. Standing there in the sun and looking down at Justin, he looked like a blond angel, except the bulge in his boxers revealed that his thoughts were far from angelic at that moment. He pushed down his boxers and stepped out of them. "So, what you wanna do?" asked Justin as he ran his hand along his thigh and dropped his eyes to Aaron's crotch. The tip of his distended but still limp cock peeked out from its casing of skin. His fine blond hairs and his smooth, hairless balls gave him a cherubic appearance and Justin felt an ache of desire in the pit of his stomach. "Jerk, suck, or fuck?" "All of them," replied Aaron. "All?" the fifteen-year-old asked with a chuckle. "This afternoon?" "I want your cock every way possible," announced Aaron huskily as he dropped beside Justin on the grassy river bank. "I want to feel it swelling in my hand." He reached over and picked up the limp tube of flesh between his thumb and first two fingers. He'd only held one other boy's cock in his life, and that had been for one night more than two years ago. It felt so erotic half sitting and half laying there and holding it. A guy's cock was the most private and precious thing he could ever own, and to be holding it in your hand was something special. "I want to feel it getting hard between my lips. I want to taste it, smell it, watch it, feel it," he continued, speaking progressively more rapidly in his excitement and growing arousal. "I want you to rub your cock all over my body so it smells like cock. I want to rub your cock with my toes so when I bring my foot up to my nose they smell like your dick. I want to suck my toes and taste your cock on them. I want to feel your cock up my ass, I want to smell it on my fingers and in my hair," he babbled. Releasing Justin's cock, he raised his fingers to his nose and inhaled deeply, and his cock began to swell with the scent of Justin's boycock on his fingers. "You're crazy." "Yes, I am. I'm crazy for your cock. That's what AC stands for. Aaron Crazy. It should be ACC, Aaron Cock Crazy. ACH. Aaron Cock Hungry. Or ACL, Aaron Cock Lover." "I think the sun has gone to your head," laughed Justin. Aaron grinned, and suddenly leaped to his feet. Three, six, nine Your cock is fine Clap Pat - Clap Pat - Clap Slap Clap it with my hand Jack it off, Clap Slap Rub it on my left arm Rub it on my right foot Rub it up my ass crack and sing a little song My mama told me if I was lucky I'd find a cock to fuck me. Dancing and singing in time with "The Clapping Song", he pranced around Justin, his little cocklet bouncing in the air as he jumped and spun. Dropping down in front of Justin, he pushed apart Justin's legs, and swinging his feet up, he picked up Justin's cock between his toes. That was a first for the fifteen-year-old. It was not for Aaron. Thinking back to the hot fun he and Vinicius had had two years ago, Aaron slowly rubbed Justin's swelling dick with his toes and his own dicklet began to swell again. So did Justin's as Aaron's small, smooth toes pressed together tighter and he began to slowly work the skin of Justin's cock up and down over his knob. After several strokes, he ran the big toe of his left foot through Justin's coarse, curly hairs as he gently caressed Justin's ball sack with the toe of his right foot. He continued to stroke Justin's dickhead with his toe and the other continued to caress his nutsack. Justin gradually got hard, to the delight of both boys. The limber thirteen-year-old finally spun around and brought his toes to his nose and he inhaled deeply. "Yes! They smell like cock!" he said with a grin. "Oh fuck!" Slipping his large toe in his mouth he sucked on it and his big brown eyes went wide. He sucked for a few seconds and slipped his foot out of his mouth. "And fuckin' taste like your cock!" he said excitedly with an even wider grin before eagerly slipping his lips around his next toe. Justin could not believe it as he lay there and watched the sexy blond singer sucking on his toes with obvious delight. Finally unfolding his legs, Aaron flung himself on Justin. Rubbing his smooth calf against Justin's semierect dick, Aaron felt it swell and knowing he was getting the fifteen-year-old hard got him even hornier. He gyrated his body, rubbing his right and then his left thigh against Justin's swelling prick until to his delight, and Justin's, it was fully erect. Rolling Justin over on his side, Aaron lay down facing him so the top of his head was at chest level. He quivered with excitement as he reached for Justin's cock. Holding it by the base, he stroked his smooth, soft chest with Justin's knob, rubbing the sensitive glans still encased in its foreskin up and down over his still boyishly plumb breast. Leaning over, he slowly pulled back the skin and brushed the purplish-red knob over his right nipple, sending shivers of delight through the tiny bud. Over and over he stroked his tiny flesh-pink nub until it was firm and itching with arousal and then he did the same to the right. Justin quivered as that most sensitive part of his body was used like a fleshy brush, lightly stroking the thirteen-year-old's smooth body. It throbbed hotly in Aaron's hand, which seemed so small compared to his own, and Justin inhaled sharply and squirmed with a painful delight each time the rim of his glans brushed against one of Aaron's hard little nipples. Aaron squirmed farther down and rubbed the fifteen-year-old's five-inch joy stick against his smooth cheek in concentric circles and then cocking his head he brushed Justin's dick over his chin and stroked his other cheek with it. Sniffing Justin's glans, Aaron inhaled deeply and groaned as if he was about to cum. "I love the smell of your cock," he sighed dreamily after sniffing it again. "I want my whole body to smell like it, from the tip of my head to the tip of my toes and every square inch between. I want to smell it on my fingers and my chest and in my belly button." Justin did not know what to say as the feverish thirteen-year-old grasped his cock tightly by the base and rubbed the head over his lips like it was an obscene chap stick. "Oh maaaan," he sighed as if he was about to faint. "I love the way your cock tastes. I love everything about your cock." Rolling Justin onto his back, Aaron crouched there beside him on the grass, and lowering his head and sticking out his tongue, he licked the tip of Justin's cock and then ran his tongue in circles around Justin's mushroom-cap head, working lower and lower until he ran it along the tender rim. Justin bucked uncontrollably and groaned as his cock ached like it had never ached before. Aaron ran his tongue down the indentation on the underside of his glans and closed his long, blond eyelashes as he savored the taste of Justin's hotly throbbing cock. Aaron's foreplay and the look of pure delight on his face as he ran his pointed, pink tongue along the underside of his cock was so hot the fifteen-year-old's cock oozed out a droplet of pre-cum. Aaron immediately flicked it up with the tip of his tongue and drew his tongue back into his mouth. The little droplet was clear and sweet, and the touch of Aaron's hot, moist tongue and the sight of his cherubic face as he savored the fifteen-year-old's pre-cum caused another drop to ooze out of his cock. Aaron flicked it up too and sighed, genuinely overjoyed at being fed Justin's clear nectar. Quivering with delight himself and unable to lay passively any longer, Justin swung around and snuggled up in the reverse direction to the thirteen-year-old blond singer that only three days ago had never even seen cum. Holding the younger boy's slender but stiff dicklet between his thumb and index finger, Justin leaned forward and inhaled. Aaron was right. There was nothing like the smell of a dick. As he delighted in the earthy aroma of the young teen's cock, he paused to admire it. It was slender, barely thicker than his thumb and a half again, and the three-quarter foreskin still clung halfway up the knob, being unaccustomed to being pulled back. His balls were smooth and hairless, but hung down in a sack that was almost as big as his own. Bending over further, he opened his mouth and placed his lips against the lower of the two balls. Sucking the testicle into his mouth, he rolled the egg inside around as he basted it with his saliva. Allowing it to slip out, he similarly sucked in the higher nut and rolled it around also as more saliva collected in his mouth. Letting it slip back out also, he swallowed his exquisitely flavored spittle. He nuzzled Aaron's groin like a dog checking another out and he inhaled the fragrance of his sex. There was no other odor comparable to a boy's balls, and he found Aaron's scent was quite different from Frankie's, whose ball scent he knew very well. He wondered why they were different and he smiled as he thought about the fun he could have conducting a personal survey to discover if different boys had different crotch odors. His hot breath blew against Aaron's erect little cocklet, causing it to leak a tiny droplet of pre-cum. Justin quickly licked up the fine, sweet offering, and was rewarded by another droplet oozing out of the horny thirteen-year-old's tiny slit. Justin lapped it up just as eagerly as his own cock leaked more pre-cum and he eagerly licked the tiny pink fountain from the base to the tip. It tasted wonderful, and knowing that he was the first and only boy to have tasted it made it all the more wonderful. All the while he was getting his little cocklet licked, Aaron was sucking ravenously on Justin's fountain, delighting as much in the taste as he was in the fact that he was sucking cock. He, Aaron Carter, airboy, the picture of sweet innocence and heartthrob of thousands of teeny bopper girls, was sucking a guy's cock, and he was doing so willingly and eagerly. He drew his breath in, creating a suction, and then began to slip his lips up and down the stiff, throbbing five- inch long member. If Justin was feeling anything like he was, he had to be close to coming. The thought of Justin coming in his mouth caused his own cock to ooze out more pre-cum and he ached for the relief of a climax. Justin was feeling exactly the same way. The sexy young actor was amazed at how quickly the innocent thirteen-year-old had taken a liking to cocksucking, and from the skill with which he was licking and sucking his dick, it was hard to believe this was only his second time. He had done this dozens of times with his good friend Frankie Muniz, and he himself enjoyed both being sucked and in being the sucker. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on the pleasure throbbing hotly between his legs. Aaron's hot, moist mouth sucked on his rigid cock and his smooth, moist lips slipped down the slope of his cockhead and then down his shaft until his hot breath was blowing against his thick, curly hairs, and then slowly slipped back up until just his engorged knob was in the singer's mouth. He was doing exactly the same thing to the younger boy, and taking just as much delight in sucking his slender, young dick as he was taking in getting blown. Just as great as the physical arousal between his legs and the assault on his taste buds was the knowledge that this was only the second time Aaron had ever sucked a boy's cock, and only the fourth time he'd have cum in his life. Aaron was feeling just as ecstatic as Justin. The younger, inexperienced boy could not believe how great it felt to get a blow job. Having a hot, moist mouth totally enveloping your stiff, aching cock and sucking on it and working up and down its length was totally undescribable and totally unbelievable. Even more undescribable and unbelievable was how enjoyable it was being a cocksucker. To call someone that was an insult to his masculinity and his very decency, and the act was considered filthy and perverted, but to him bringing another boy pleasure in such an intimate way was anything but. The physical pleasure of a hot throbbing cock in your mouth, the emotional pleasure of bringing sexual satisfaction to a friend, and the mental pleasure of daring to do something considered perverse by adults and youth alike combined to give him a rush like he'd never felt before. He was a fucking cocksucker, and so was the boy sucking his cock. It was with that thought that he felt his stuff suddenly begin to rise up the core of his cock. They came together, filling each other's mouths with their hot boy juices, the boys being so aroused they blasted out so much cum so fast they could not swallow it all. Creamy white rivulets oozed out of the corners of their mouths and down around their chins to hang as long, creamy pendants. Still squirt after squirt shot into their mouths and they delighted in the taste and the texture of each other's creamy boy cum as much as they delighted in the explosion of their own climaxes. The air about them became impregnated with the aroma of fresh cum and the boys sucked on each other with the desperation of drowning men. The two horny teenagers savored the hot boy juice flooding and overflowing from their mouths, and each knew exactly how the other felt shooting off a load, and how the other felt having his mouth filled with tart, creamy juice. It was awesome for both of them, the younger inexperienced boy and the older more seasoned one. Their loins felt weak as each swallowed the viscous cream and delighted in the unique taste and in the joy of consuming the other's life-giving juice. Long after their dicks stopped throbbing and the last dollop of cum had been sucked out of their still stiff tubes, the boys were still swallowing the sticky cream clinging to their teeth and the roof of their mouths. Finally they disengaged and snuggled together there on the grassy bank of the stream and in the shade of large-leafed maples, each delighting in the presence of the other as they held each other tight and floated in post-climatic bliss. Their breaths gradually returned to normal, their pounding hearts slowed down, and their erections deflated and their cocks drooped back over their sweaty balls. Only the fragrance of boy sex clinging to their bodies was evidence of what had happened. They lay there and talked, about how great it had been, about how awesome it was to have a cock, and how weird it was to come. They absent-mindedly reached down and fiddled with each other's limp dick as they talked, and being young and healthy, they felt the stirring of desire deep in their loins despite having recently cum. Rolling over on top of Justin, who was laying on his back, Aaron began rubbing his body against Justin's, at first gyrating his entire body so his chest was rubbing against Justin's and his smooth thighs against those of the older boy, and then gyrating just his hips so that his little dicklet rubbed against Justin's stomach as Justin's larger cock rubbed against his. Three, six, nine Your cock is so fine I decided to suck it on the streetcar line The line broke, I got choked And went to heaven with cum in my throat. As he squirmed above Justin and rubbed his naked flesh against Justin's cock, Aaron sang the modified the words of "The Clapping Song" as second time. "Wouldn't want that to happen," Justin responded, slipping his hands along Aaron's smooth back and massaging his smooth, still boyishly soft deltoids. "Then instead of sticking it in my mouth, screw my armpit," said Aaron suddenly. Justin snorted in surprise. "Really. I want you to fuck my pits. I want you to stick your dickhead under my right arm and rub it there until you're ready to come, and then do the same to my left arm. I want my pits to smell like cock, your cock." Justin chucked as he looked up at the thirteen-year-old but the boy's deep brown eyes were serious as he looked down into the face of the older boy. Rolling off Justin and onto his back, he looked up at the fifteen-year-old actor eagerly. Justin could not resist. Laying on top of the slender, four-foot-eleven singer, he eased forward, sliding his stiff dick along Aaron's smooth body, along his ribs and up over his chest. Aaron rolled over partly onto his side and Justin straddled him and slipped his stiff cock under his arm. Aaron immediately clamped his arm to his side, trapping the knob of Justin's cock in his pit. The horny teenage boy drew his hips back to begin fucking the boy beneath him only to pull his dick completely out of its warm nook. Quickly discovering that he had to work his hips back and forth ever so slightly or he'd slip his dick right out of Aaron's pit, he adjusted to the new rhythm. It was a totally new experience for him, and a most unusual one. He'd had his cock jerked off, sucked, and buried up another boy's ass, but none of them compared to fucking another boy's armpit. The smooth hollow was surprisingly hot, and damp with sweat, but more erotic than the physical sensation was the mental concept of what he was fucking. He was screwing a guy's pit. He smiled at the idea as he gyrated his hips, rotating his knob in Aaron's damp hollow and causing thrills of pleasure to ripple through his cockhead. Aaron clamped his arm tightly to his body. This was totally awesome! He was having his armpit fucked. It was silly, but it was so erotic. Laying there half on his side and half on his back, he could do nothing but lay there. As he felt Justin's knob rolling in his armpit and heard Justin's breath becoming louder and deeper, he quivered and inhaled and exhaled deeply himself. He totally loved getting fucked. Suddenly Justin slipped his cock right out and Aaron felt a wave of disappointment that he'd stopped before he'd cum, but then Justin rolled him over and slipped his dick under his left arm and he remembered he'd asked that both of his pits be fucked. This was too good! As Justin began to fuck his left pit, Aaron bent his head and sniffed his right. It did smell like cock, earthy and cheesy with that unique dick smell. His dink sprang to attention and he reached down with his right hand and began tugging on it as Justin screwed his left armpit. Tensions built quickly in the groins of the two boys, tantalizingly painful and pleasurable at the same time. Their breathing grew deeper and heavier and Justin humped faster, ramming his dickhead repeatedly into the damp, sweaty hollow as Aaron rapidly tugged on his dicklet. The pressure in Justin's loin built up more and more, until he felt the familiar twang deep in his groin and he felt his cum surge up the core of his cock for the second time that afternoon. He quivered with that unique pleasure as his cum shot out, filling Aaron's smooth, hairless pit and splaying out from the hollow. It gushed out along his underarm and out along his side and along his boyishly padded breast. As more cum blasted out of the cock rammed into his pit it followed the flow of the first and flooded over Justin's exposed knob. Feeling Justin's hot, slimy cum filling his armpit and flowing along the underside of his arm and trickling down his side, Aaron shot his load also. His young nuts contracted tightly below his stiff little cock as his thin but copious cum spurted out of his dick to strike his ribs with runny gobs. Shot after shot spurted from his irritated dicklet and he quivered with delight as his hot cum struck his ribs and oozed down over them. It was the first time he'd come twice within an hour and it was totally wicked. Justin finally got off and the boys again lay back on the grassy bank in a daze of bliss, their naked bodies flushed again with postclimatic pleasure. Justin's dickhead and shaft were smeared with cum, as was Aaron's body. His left pit, underarm and side had been sprayed with Justin's cum and his stomach and right side were streaked with his own. They lay there in the hot summer sun and inhaled deeply, the hot rays playing over their naked bodies and the air fragrant with the spilt seed still warm on their flesh. It was a wonderful, satisfying, boy thing, and they lay there for a long time savoring it. "We should be heading back to the farm soon," Justin finally said, raising himself on one arm. "Do we have to?" Aaron asked, wishing he could lay there forever, naked and with another boy. "Well, soon." "I want you to fuck me before we go back," Aaron announced. "I want to feel your cock inside me." "Haven't you had enough?" Justin asked with a smile as he looked down at the blond thirteen-year-old. Although he'd come twice within the last hour, he felt a twang of desire in his loins as looked down at the hot, slender singer. He was young and fueled by hormones himself, and Aaron was one hot little fucker. "No," replied Aaron honestly. "I smell like cock on the outside, and I want to smell like cock on the inside too." "Well, you're not going to be able to sniff your own butt, and don't think for a moment that I'm going to do it for you," Justin responded with a wide smile. "Then I'll just settle for you fucking me," said Aaron with a smile. "I want you to do it like you did in the barn, face to face, so I can look up at you as you do it to me, so I can watch your face when you cum up my butt." "Jesus, I think I've created a Frankenstein monster," responded Justin. "Three days ago you'd never cum in your life, and now you're streaked with cum and want more." "Guess I'm a Berfield monster," Aaron replied with a grin. "And I can't get enough of your Berfield cock, so get on top of me and fuck my brains out." "Well, since I've created you, I guess that is the least I can do," Justin responded with a grin also. Sitting up, he shuffled around so he was in front of the reclining boy. Reaching down and grasping his hips, he raised his backside off the grass and drew the slender, ninety-seven pound youth forward so Aaron was laying on his shoulders and he was supporting the boy's back with his legs. Looking down at the horny blond between his widespread thighs, Justin smiled as he ran his forefinger along the thirteen-year-old's ass crack until he reached his butthole. Aaron returned the smile as he felt Justin's finger begin to run over his pucker in a tiny circle. Over and over he circled his fingertip around the quivering rosebud of the young boy, sending thrills of desire up Aaron's rectum. Aaron quivered with delight and his cock began to swell with desire once again as he looked up between his outspread legs and watched Justin's cheeks sink in and then puff out several times and then his lips pucker. As Justin's spittle slowly oozed out from between his puckered lips until it overflowed and dripped down off his lower lip, Aaron ached with desire. As he watched, as if hypnotized, the pendant of spittle dropped lower and lower until it struck his butthole, which Justin had pulled open with his thumb and forefinger. Justin's hot, slimy spittle oozed over Aaron's sphincter and into the opening, causing Aaron's cock to begin to lift up into the air. Justin slipped the tip of his finger into Aaron's eager hole and he worked his spittle into the quivering opening as he worked up another gob in his mouth. Leaning over closer to Aaron's butthole, he parted his lips and a second gob oozed out. Aiming the pendant of saliva at the young blond's hole, he parted Aaron's ass cheeks and pulled open the fleshy ring. His spittle struck Aaron's anus right in the center and oozed inside him, causing Aaron's cock to stiffen out with arousal and Justin's to begin swelling even faster. Once again he worked his spittle into the eager blond youth's anus. Inhaling deeply, he raised Aaron's butt a bit higher, and as the boy lay there on his back with his ass in the air, Justin knelt behind him. Raising himself, he placed the tip of his stiff cock against the thirteen-year-old's spit lubricated hole. Aaron was eager to be entered and Justin was just as eager to penetrate him, his slender, rock-hard cock aching for satisfaction. As Aaron felt Justin's dick press against his asshole he pushed out as he'd been instructed the first time he'd had his ass screwed, and he was rewarded with the tip of Justin's dick wedging in his hole and stretching apart his sphincter. Both boys were randy, and both were delighted as they felt Justin's slender cock begin to enter Aaron's spit-slick anus. Justin could tell from the look on Aaron's face that he was straining to accept him, and that he was eager to be penetrated. Justin was straining also, and just as eager to sink his aching cock up Aaron's rectum. He knew the boy had been fucked only once before in his life, and that had been yesterday, and it had been by himself. Aaron was no longer a virgin, but he was just as tight, and he'd be tight for many fucks yet. Justin's brow knit as he forced his pleasure pole up Aaron's hole, and Aaron opened his deep brown eyes ever so slightly and looked up the fifteen- year-old fucker. He was delighted to feel the older boy's stiff, hot cock entering him, and he was even more delighted with the look on Justin's face. His eyes were almost closed, his long, feathery, dark brown eyelashes fluttering sensuously as his lips parted and he concentrated on sinking his shaft up his hot, willing channel. The sun shone through the golden highlights of his brown hair, and to Aaron, he was like an angel looking down upon him. What he was doing was not what you'd expect angels to be doing however. Aaron quivered as he felt Justin's cock ease farther and farther up his rectum until his curly hairs tickled the underside of his hairless balls. Justin paused and opened his eyes and the two boys stared at each other for a moment, unsure what to say or do, and slowly they both began to grin. Justin carefully drew his cock back out until he felt the knob begin to stretch the younger boy's sphincter, and then he slowly sank it in again. It did not take him long to develop a rhythm. Having already cum twice that afternoon, his cock felt particularly large and swollen, but eager to be massaged, and the ripples of painful pleasure through the knob caused it to itch like it never had before. As Justin eased his cock in and out of Aaron's hot, moist chamber, Aaron's own cock felt unusually swollen also, and as Justin's cock brushed back and forth against his prostate Aaron's cock twitched uncontrollably and he ached to get off still another load. He could smell cock in the air and he could taste cock in his mouth, and he eagerly constricted and relaxed his anus as felt Justin working his cock in and out of his body. He was tempted to reach up and wank his aching cock, but it felt so great having Justin's cock send ripples through it from deep up his ass that refrained from doing so. Even though his arms and legs were beginning to ache and he was almost to the point of exhaustion, Justin thrilled with pleasure as he humped the horny, blond youth, and as Aaron clenched his asshole each time he withdrew his cock, the fifteen-year-old shivered with pure delight. His dick head was extra sensitive, but having already come twice in such a short time, his balls were not about to respond so quickly to the signals his dick head was sending. It was painful and delightfully arousing at the same time, and he grimaced with the sweet pain as he worked his aching cock in and out of Aaron's fuckhole faster and faster to quell the itching of his knob. He had to have relief. Aaron squirmed and gasped with pleasure as the thrills of stimulation shooting up his ass and rippling through his cockhead grew more and more intense. Once again he felt the now familiar and recognizable pressure building up in his loins. For the sixth time in his life and the sixth time in the past four days his body was preparing to shoot off a load. With each forward lunge and stroke against his prostate, he felt himself getting closer and closer to that anticipated moment and his heart rose in his chest in anticipation. As the hot afternoon sun beat down on the two naked boys beside the slow-moving stream, their breathing became more and more labored and their gyrations more and more desperate until they finally they reached that magical point of pleasure. Justin shivered as he felt his cum rise up his cock and squirt out the burning tip. As he began to shoot his load up Aaron's ass, Aaron came also, his cum spurting out of his aching, twitching cock. The first shot flew through the air and landed between his parted lips as he sucked in deeply with pleasure. It being his third time in less than two hours, his cum was thick and only half the volume it had otherwise been. It did not make the pleasure of his climax any less. As he savored the tartness and thickness of his cum, two more shots followed, striking his smooth chest, and he closed his eyes and quivered with delight. Having deposited his load up Aaron's ass, Justin gasped for breath as he knelt there in the open air, the sun shining down on his back. As he looked down at the flushed blond youth, his brown eyes dazed by his ejaculation and a streamer of his cum hanging from his rosy lips and along his chin, a feeling of delight of another nature passed over him. Aaron had gone totally wild, but then having denied himself the pleasure that only boys can know for the past two years, it should have been expected. The young actor was glad that he'd encouraged the thirteen-year- old virgin to try coming when he saw now the smile on his flushed face and where that encouragement had taken the two of them. This had been one wicked afternoon that he'd remember for a long time. He finally withdrew his cock, and the two boys dressed and headed back to the farm, arriving just in time for the evening meal. Justin quickly washed up, and although Aaron went to the washroom with him, he had no intention of washing. As the handsome young blond sat there at the table he knew he smelt of cock and that every guy there and probably some of the girls knew what that smell was on his body, but he did not care. He loved the smell and he wanted to enjoy it for as long as it lasted. As he sat there eating, he looked across the table at Justin and the words to "Jump Jump" came to his mind. I got a friend and I may just get him Ready and a push with a mic in my right hand Move you, groove you Get something to dance to, if you want to Step outside, come along, let's ride Don't listen to the talk, take a walk on the wild side Thinkin', talkin', clockin,' everybody's shockin', and rockin. . . . Aaron smiled shyly at the fifteen-year-old actor and Justin returned the smile. This was Sunday and he had the entire week to spend with his mentor. Life was truly wicked, and he closed his eyes and offered up a quick prayer of thanks that he'd agreed to take a Pineview Farm Youth Vacation.