Jayson Outed
Chapter 22


Does your mother know you're reading this shit?

Warning: This story is PORNO. I have tried my hand at friction, now I'm trying fiction. This story contains vivid descriptions of sexual activity between men and teen boys.
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We left off last time with:
      Tony was the center of attraction as every male child in the house had a feel of his body, from head to toe. Many mouths made their gallant efforts to take the stick of bologna well past the tonsil level. Everyone was successful, in time. Cas wanted a ride as did a few others and they were all promised that in time they would get the chance. It was late and Chris had an early day planned for a few of them, so now was the time for bed. Tony slipped over to JB and asked if he could spend some time with the man. JB led him across the hall to his suite with no word to anyone in the house.

      Saturday morning began as a normal Sabbath morning for the entire group. Everyone came together in the front room, fully dressed with Bibles in hand. The group arranged themselves in a bit of a circle and read passages of the Book as they were led. A man was with Chris and JB. He was introduced as the youth pastor of a local church that had been asked to come and answer some of the boy's questions about the Bible.
      To the amazement and joy of everyone Brad and Jay sang a duet that totally moved their hearts. The boy's voices complemented each other as they both sang a perfect tenor range. Brad sang harmony for most of the song then did a lead part that brought tears to all eyes in the room as everyone was sure that they could see Jesus in the words and music. The song was entitled The New Jerusalem. JB had accompanied them on the Roland keyboard.
      Turner, Cas and Lew played their guitars as they sang It Is Well With My Soul. Cullen brought the house down when he accompanied himself in the most beautiful solo of Ava Maria, in Latin. What a voice that lad has. Jerry drug Tim to the front as they sang all five verses of the Battle Hymn of The Republic to Jerry's keyboard.
      Tony shared his testimony with the group and told them that he had never been to church since he was about thirteen. His mother tried to force him. He wanted to find a church that taught the things that had been studied this morning.

BREAK BREAK. We are going to go into a little Bible study.
If you are so inclined this would be a good place to take a coffee break

      Chris was asked to speak about what was on his heart. He told a beautiful love story of two young men and their devotion, one to another. Jonathan was the son of the King, Saul. David came to the house of King Saul after he slew the giant. He and Jonathan became best of friends. David was but a shepherd boy of about fourteen, according to most Biblical scholars. He and Jonathan fell in love, I Sam 20:1. Jonathan hid and protected David until the day that he and his father, Saul, were slain. Jonathan and David hid in caves as their love one for the other flourished. Jonathan said to David, "Go in peace, for we have sworn friendship with each other in the name of the LORD, saying, 'The LORD is witness between you and me, and between your descendants and my descendants forever.'" Then David left, and Jonathan went back to the town.1 Sam 23:42 The two young men loved with a passion that David carried throughout his life. As he later became King and married his passions grew, strengthened by how he had learned to love in his youth.
      The Bible has a few male on male stories to tell. Two of them suggest male on male rape while others are poignant love stories. These all seem to center mainly on young men. All of the characters in these stories go on to get married and be leaders in the Bible. Many people want to put down male on male love as wrong. I think that as with anything it can be made good or bad when carried beyond what God has ordained.
      Paul makes the matter so clear. He states that no form of homosexual behavior can be acceptable to God. However he prays for God to remove the thorn from his side, over and over again. Paul surrounded himself with young men, boys actually as their discipleship began. There are many stories in the Bible of male love, the most prevalent one being David and Jonathan. There is ample reason to believe that some of the authors of the Bible took boys as there lovers as they grew to service of the Lord.
      "Most ancient cultures still practice this lifestyle to this day. Our western culture was established by a very right wing radical group of Christians. The teachings handed down from our forefathers is alive and well as the foundation of our beliefs today. There is absolutely nothing in the Bible that suggests that the repentant soul is not forgiven his sins. Is the love of a man for a boy a sin. It can be. It can also be a form of nourishing for both man and boy. Time will tell how such a love affair can work. If the boy grows up to be a well adjusted part of society then that childhood relationship was fruitful.
      "Doesn't the Bible teach that to lie with a man as a woman is sin. There are many passages against homosexuality." Tony was still hearing his mother's words.
      "I am not going to get into doctrine and interpretation, Tony. I like to study the Bible in the language in which it is written, not from a translation. If you do not know Hebrew or Greek there are many software programs that will help you to study. The original wording is many times lost when translated. The biggest problem, as I see it is the translation from a translation. The King James Bible is a good point in fact. It was written at a time when it was thought that the common man could not understand the Bible. The people wanted a Bible that they could read. A committee was set up to do just that. The problem was that they did not have copies of the old manuscripts to translate from so they translated from the most popular version of the Bible known at that time. The Alexandrian Bible was used. For each mistake that was made in the Latin translation more were made translating into a third language, English.
      "You want an example. Okay. Jesus says, "In My Father's House are many mansions..." The word mansions is better translated, rooms. "In My Father's House are many rooms...." but the word in Greek is: mone, pronounced mon-nay. Mone suggests a richly appointed room of great splendor and magnificence. It is room appointed with kingly adornment and opulence. There is no English equivalent word, so try to convey the majesty of the word the scholars chose to use the word mansion, never realizing the conflict such a reading would cause the people."
      "Are there other such words in the Bible?"
      "Oh, yes, boy child. There are many. That is why the Bible says that you and you alone are responsible for finding out what the Bible says. You are to "search the scriptures daily, to see that these things are so..." It is for that reason that last Christmas Cas asked for a study Bible and I bought all of you the best study Bible I have ever found. If you think about it, when we study together I always have my lap top and two or three reference books around me. My computer is loaded with over thirty different translations as well as the original language Bible books in Hebrew for the Old Testament, and Greek for the New Testament. My computer screen shows columns, the first column is the version from which I am reading. The second column is the original languge of the same verses. The third column is a dictionary for that language.
      "So for example, the word is mansion, in column one. Column two is Greek and it says Mone. Column three is the dictionary with all of the different possible meanings of that word.

End of Bible study. You may resume reading here if you have been out for coffee for a break.

     "Now if you are out of questions I have a favor to ask of you. I need Brad and Jay to put on their suits and a tie. JB, these two boys and I have a very important meeting to attend.
      "I want to ask the rest of you to mark time here for about three hours. Watch TV. Play games. Eat. But please, don't leave the apartment. Carl's men will be watching over you so nothing is going to happen. I hate to leave you but this meeting is the only reason that I brought all of you along. We came down here because I promised to take two of you to the NYSE. The rest of you would have stayed at the school and had fun there but I have a meeting set up that took your hosts away leaving you lost in the woods with nothing to do. I tried to make this a fun trip for all of you."
      "And you did. We have had a great time. We will be okay. Cas and I will kick butt if anyone causes any trouble." Tyler popped up.
      "I know you will and that is what I don't want. You are not each other's baby sitters. You are all equal. Some of you just have a little more age experience. Love one another. Don't romp on each other," Chris told them.

      Brad and Jay looked very nice in their dark three piece suits. They looked more like men that belonged in this hotel, in this town, on this island. The limo driver saluted them smartly as he held the back door for them to enter. JB and Chris took the back seat as our young men about town sat in the two rear facing jump seats. They were both anxious and curious as to what was going on, where they were headed. Chris only smiled at their questions. He is quite taken with their beauty, both inside and out.
      The limo pulled up to the front entrance of the world famous land mark building. Chris led the way into the elevator and they headed for the seventy fifth floor. As the elevator doors opened the boys were greeted by Ric Garcia and Emily Adams, Brad's dad and Jay's mother. The parents hugged their sons embarrassing the shit out of them. They told their rents not to wrinkle the threads and everyone got a laugh. A lady opened a tall door and told the assemblage that, "They are ready for you now."
      Chris led the way in and showed the boys to one side of the table. He seated Em and Ric at their right, on the far end of the table. He and JB sat on the boy's left with Chris next to Jay. A lady sat in the corner at a recording machine like someone would see in court. Another lady had a stenographer's pad and pencil in hand. The well dressed gentlemen at the head of the table called the meeting to order.
      Most of what was being said was entirely over the heads of the two boys who sat quietly and solemn, trying to look as if they understood every word. The only words they really understood were their names being repeated several times. Then their parents were asked if they had any objections. They both stated that neither of them did. The man at the head of the table then read his notes back and he was directing his comments directly at Jay and Brad. "By these articles of Incorporation in the State of New York be it known that Bradford Academy for Boys is hereby established as a close corporation. Principal officers being: Mr. Jerrod Bradford, President; Mr. Jayson Adams, Vice President, Mr. Bradley Ricardo, Secretary; Mr. Christopher Dickson, Treasurer and Chief Executive Officer. All stocks and ownership to be divided by board decision. This meeting is adjourned. He brought his gavel down.
      The two boys looked at each other in disbelief. Chris hustled them from their seats and into the hall way. Em walked up to Jay, "You may be the Vice President of this company, but I am still your mother and I can veto you." She laughed and hugged her son. Ric was shaking Brad's hand then gave him a warm hug. He turned and shook Jay's hand and congratulated him.
      The boys had a ton of questions but the elevator bell dinged and the doors opened. "Going down." The operator said. "On me," Jay whispered in Brad's ear. Both Chris and Ric heard him and gave him a look. He grinned.
      The party boarded the elevator. On the trip down Chris simply told them, "Good work deserves good reward. You two have done excellent work and I have told you before that I am proud of you." The elevator doors opened into the main lobby. The boys asked if they could go up to the observation level while they were here. The lines had been too long the day they had gone sight seeing. Chris looked at their elevator operator. He looked to see who was around and nodded. Chris hustled everybody back inside the car. "This elevator is not for tourists and this man could get into trouble for taking us up. So be nice. " Jay squeezed the old man's bunns. He had seen the leer in the old man's eyes. The man smiled and held his open palm up. Brad was between Em and Jay. Jay stepped into the old man's hand and let him fondle his growing package on the way to the top.
      At the upper level the old man whispered something to Chris as the group stepped out of the car. The doors shut and Chris turned to a plain unmarked door. He opened it and they were inside the observation gallery, past the ticket window. It was a perfect day, sunny and bright. About eighty nine degrees with a cool breeze, at this height it was always breezy. The mid-day sun was still high over head making for very few shadows on the city far below them. Em was a little taken aback as she peeked over the railing. Both boys were prepared and caught her to keep her steady. She inched herself forward and slowly relaxed as she took in the view.
      Altogether they spent the better part of an hour as they tried to spot all of the special sights of the Metropolis at their feet. Without a word they all gathered to go back down. Chris reached into his jacket pocket and produced a single key. He led the party back to the same door that they had come through before. The security guard made a move toward them but when Chris used the key to open the door he did a simple salute and nodded at Chris who nodded in return. Chris walked back to the elevator and begin to press the button, over and over again. "Isn't once enough?" Jay asked him.
      "Nope. Have to ring with a code so that the operator knows that it is us." He smiled. Even JB let his mouth fall open. Was there no end to this man and his connections? Chris took a hundred dollar bill from his billfold and folded it around the key. The elevator door opened and Chris shook the man's hand. The man's eyes opened wide as he felt the folded bill in his hand. He quickly slipped his hand to his pocket as the doors slid shut. Jay moved back into position next to the man. His hand went to the man's tight butt as he felt himself groped to erection. Jay wished the car would stop between floors so he could pull his dick out and let the man do what he would. But there was the part about his mother being in the car with him.
      Brad caught Jay as he felt what he knew for a fact was his boyfriend having an orgasm. He looked around to see if anyone else saw what was happening and caught Chris smiling back at him. On the ground floor Jay headed for the restroom that the operator had told him of. Brad was close on his heels.
      Once in the confines of the restroom Jay removed his jacket and began to open his pants. He drug Brad into a toilet stall with him and made him sit on the stool as he dropped his pants and reached for a wad of tissue paper. Brad took matters in mouth, as it were and cleaned the bulk of the mess from his still, heavy breathing lover. Brad pushed Jay's foreskin back and cleaned the whole meat loaf, or loafing meat? anyway it was clean. Jay pulled Brad up by his ears and moved around so that he could sit on the toilet. He opened Brad's pants and took the boy's erection to the pubes in short order. Brad was on edge and lasted only milli-seconds before giving up his first load of boi milk for the day.
      Safely ensconced in the apartment Brad and Jay attacked Chris with thanks and praise and kisses. Chris quietly led the two boys to his bedroom. He grabbed Pete by the hand and locked the door behind them. "Get naked." Was the simple command which everyone obeyed. "Jay, what you did was very wrong. That old man almost had a heart attack when you ejaculated in his hand. We could have all been killed as the elevator plummeted to the ground." He had a huge grin on his face and Jay knew he was teasing.
      "You saw that?"
      "Jay, I don't miss much and what I didn't see, I smelled." Jay blushed forty shades of crimson as Brad fell to the bed in laughter. Chris pushed Pete on top of Brad as he picked Jay up like a bag of grain and carried the boy to the bed. Chris lay Jay out, carefully and lay down beside him as he kissed every inch of the buffed up lad. Chris made love to Jay in such as way as Jay had never known. Jay floated away as the ecstasy of Chris's manipulations lifted him from one plane of existence to another.
      Jay had little experience with huge cocks but he worshiped Chris's meat with all of the knowledge and experience he had garnered. He wanted to ride that meat stick and Chris did not disappoint him. After a long tongue bath he felt the enormous cock stretch his man hole and slide inside with all authority. Jay looked at Brad who was receiving like service from Pete and the two smiled at each other. They reached out and joined hands as they closed their eyes and learned, at the hands of masters in boy love, they learned.
      Jay was disappointed when his ride ended after only two ejaculations. He was hot and ready to go again. Chris rolled with him and pulled him to the top, keeping his semi-hard cock against the tender and well loved prostate gland inside his cum filled ass. Jay attacked Chris's mouth with kisses as Chris held him down and still. The two of them slept in this position for a half an hour. Jay awakened as he felt Chris growing hard inside of him again. He smiled down on the old man below him and regretted ever saying a harsh word about crossing generational lines. Chris was again on top as he began to make warm passionate love to Jay's ravaged yet hungry body.
      Brad and Pete were still asleep with each other's cocks buried deep in their throats. Jay let himself drift off as he took all that was offered. This round of love making lasted over an hour. He was amazed at the stamina Chris showed as the old man wasn't even breathing hard. He just kept up an even fuck motion and pumped Jay's hard butt nut for more than the boy thought himself capable.
      It was after six when the love making finally petered out. he he. Pete was drawing a tub full of water in the whirlpool bath. Brad looked at Jay as he and Chris separated. Jay was totally covered in gallons of cum. Jay rolled his legs back over his head and Brad turned up his nose as another few gallons of the baby batter poured from his young lover's hole. Brad picked Jay up and kept his ass up high until he could place Jay on the toilet to let the evidence of his last three hours activities drain away.
      The four totally fucked out guys sat in the hot tub soaking in the bubbles and hot water. Chris used the intercom to call for cold drinks. Cullen and Cory came in with glasses of soda and a choice of fried pies. They asked and were allowed to join in the tub's activities. A bit crowded, but tightly packed naked boy flesh is such a turn on that no one objected.

      Sunday morning was a laid back time as nothing was really planned. Chris had a surprise in store but waited until eleven o'clock to hustle everybody together. Cullen was helped into his old man disguise and he and JB headed down to an awaiting Limo. Chris led the rest of the boys down stairs five minutes later. A stretch limo awaited them. A drive across the island and out to the most exclusive real estate in the country, The Hamptons. The Limo pulled into the long drive in front of a beautiful house sitting at the side of the beach. Another limo was already in the drive. The boys knew that they better be on their very best behavior.
      At the door they were greeted by a very proper butler who showed them to an open veranda. There was a massive swimming pool, complete with two heights of diving boards, in the back yard. A short span separated the yard from the surf as it rolled in from the sea bringing sweet smelling breezes with it.
      A tall man came out to greet them. JB and Cullen, now dressed in a skimpy Speedo, were with him. Chris introduced every one to the man and told them that he was a sexy boy lover and that they had better watch their asses. Cullen turned around and stuck his ass out to everyone and rubbed it saying, "Amen." JB swatted the cute, upturned bubble as Cullen scampered over to kiss Cory.
      The boys were shown to the cabana and a selection of swim wear. They were told that their were other people on the island and that they needed to be encased while in the surf. It was clothing optional in the pool, however. Suddenly Sixteen rowdy boys dropped their clothes where they stood and dove in the pool.
      Thick flame broiled hamburgers, lots of hot dogs, and a stack of English style sausages were served up with all of the trimmings. Bags of chips and cases of sodas were devoured in a feeding frenzy that would have made any shoal of sharks envious. Arms and legs, fingers and toes accounted for and still in tact the boys decided on a walk along the sand of the Eastern shore line. They had just spent three weeks on the West coast they had to make the comparison.
      It was sweet and heartwarming to this old fag to see such youthful beauty walking two by two, hand in hand, along the shore. Love abounded. I think it was George Bernard Shaw that stated it the best, "Youth is wasted on the young." Oh how I wish I could be one of those lads. I can't complain. I have my love but....
      It was dark as the tribe of terror made their way back into the hotel that evening. Chris directed them to a banquet room and told them to help themselves to the abundant buffett then they could sit together at the tables arranged in a large circle. All could eat and see the others as they discussed their day and their week. So much had transpired. So many memories. The morning would find them on their way back to BAG boys and the more lecherous amongst the boys were making suggestive plans to bag as many boys as they could. Chris and JB sat back and shock their heads.
      Tony had taken a real liking to JB. Chris was not alone as he looked at the two of them. Jay was really pleased that he had found Tony. He wanted a chance to have a ride on Tony's twelve inch cock now that he had managed to ride Chris. More so he wanted Brad to have a go at the extraordinary looking, former school mate.

Okay boys if you are reading along with the storries of Andy Finds Daddy and Traveler then it's your turn. I want to hear from all of my readers, YOU included. I have had so much input concerning my stories and so far I have used very little of it.

I am telling a story as it happened. Therefore I have a predetermined direction for it to go. However--I am going to do an opinion poll. You tell me. Should fourteen year old Cullen become King or remain a queen?

The story is already written but it has not been yet converted to HTML.

You tell me, will Cullen be the first to leave the nest. If he stays will he have regrets? If he goes will he find happiness, or duty? This is chapter 40. Cullen will have to make his decision in chapter 45. I can only give you two more chapters to make up my mind then it must be time to rewrite into HTML or miss my posting deadlines.

I really am interested in hearing from my massive European readership. You guys are so great. Tell me if you think that Cullen will make a good King. It might be your country. Think of it, a fag King on your country's throne.

Vote now: King or Queen

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