Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2008 15:31:51 -0500 From: Sean Josh Subject: Sean's Pet Stud 5 Hi all. Thanks for all the feedback. If you have comments or critique email jandslikeboyz@live.com Here's the next installment Sean stretched and scratched luxuriating in the perfect comfort of his bed. He stood and yawned stretching broadly and catching his reflection in the full length dressing mirror that backed the bedroom door. Long lean muscles on a tall thin frame rippled and flowed along his torso as he stretched. His cock was erect; as it was most mornings, and echoed his heartbeat in a slight pulsation as he continued inspecting himself. "I'm a hottie?" he pondered running a hand over his ass and up across his belly. He strolled to the bathroom and relieved himself. As he made the return trip toward his bedroom his attention was drawn by the sounds coming from the living room. He recognized the dull thud and sharp slap of flesh on flesh, and quietly moved to the end of the hall. Alan was bent over the back of an upholstered chair. Josh was pounding his ass with grim determination. Sean grinned and leaned against the wall watching the hot scene. Josh used his entire length in strokes that made Alan moan. "Fuck me damn it, c'mon pretty boy, hammer my hole." Alan demanded through gritted teeth. "You want more bitch? That what you want? " Josh grabbed Alan by the hair and slammed into his ass so hard the chair skittered forward. Repeating the action he slowly pushed the chair into the coffee table and the coffee table into the couch. Now firmly anchored the energy of the brutal thrusts ran through Alan and the furniture to echo dully in the walls of the house. "What the fuck!" Sean exclaimed. Josh staggered back panting; his long thin cock shining and pulsing visibly. Alan was drenched in sweat and looked wearily back over his shoulder. "You want some of this boy pussy?" Josh offered slapping Alan's ass. "Don't you two ever give it a rest?" Sean wondered. "That fat dick you're holding is drippin' ain't it?" Josh laughed. "Did you two ever get to bed?" Sean asked. "We slept," Alan reported easing himself to the floor. "But I woke up with the shadow of that thing across my face and it just went from there." The doorbell rang. All three of them were naked. Not a stitch of clothing was anywhere in sight. Their panic was comical, and finally Sean took command ordering both of them to the bedroom while he struggled into the first piece of clothing he could find; the cutoffs Josh had picked out for their adventure in the park. Sean opened the door to find a man carrying a clipboard on the stoop. He looked to be in his early thirties, just under Sean's six feet in height and had sandy colored hair. He was wearing khakis and a polo shirt with the logo of the cable company on the left breast. His name tag that read: Brad. "Hi, I'm with the local cable company." He said extending his hand as Sean opened the door. "What's up?" "Our records indicate that Sean McDermott lives at this residence and has a current contract for cable and computer access through our company, is that correct?" "I'm Sean, and yeah I've got cable." "Could I come in? I have a proposition to make that concerns your cable access." "Really, yeah I suppose c'mon in." Sean had to push the chair and coffee table back to their original position to allow for seating. As he did Brad couldn't help but notice his firm body and the skimpy tight fitting cutoffs he wore. Sean directed Brad to a seat on the couch as Sean perched on the arm of the chair. "There's a new subdivision that's being created behind your property and we'd like to be able to access the area with service. Electrical and phone service to the area are being extended from substations and areas we currently do not service. Rather than run extensive lengths of cable for miles in order to access the area we'd like to be able to cut through your property." Brad explained producing a map that illustrated the project. Sean allowed Brad to show him the map and then took a moment to make sure he understood exactly what the man was saying. As he poured over the map he bent close the coffee table upon which it laid. Breathing deep Brad took in Sean's scent and felt his groin stir. "Okay, so what would it take to run the cable across out property?" Sean said moving back to the arm of the chair. The tight cutoffs and Sean's ample package created a pronounced basket. Sean's choice of seating set it just below eye level for Brad. As Brad answered Sean's question his gaze continually came to rest on the lump in Sean's cutoffs. As Sean noticed Brad's attention he shifted his position on the chair and spread his legs slightly. Brad's eye's followed like homing missiles, causing Sean to smile. "So you'd need to sink a few poles to be able to provide the service?" Sean asked almost laughing as he adjusted his growing bulge. "Um...Yes," Brad said trying to focus, "in return for the easement I'd provide you with service, I mean we'd provide you service, cable service, free for as long as you live at this address." Sean felt devilish as he continued to take control of the situation. Brad's slacks were tented and he shifted nervously on the couch as he explained the ramifications of the easement. "What kind of service would you provide Brad?" "The package, includes all the premium channels and services, or if you'd prefer we can tailor it fit your needs, your household's needs." Brad cleared his throat and forced himself to look up from the boy's crotch only to be met by Sean's devilish smile. "Look, you don't need to make up your mind now," Brad said nervously searching for another focal point. A muffled groan floated down the hall. Brad looked in that direction and then back to Sean. He's eyes darted from Sean's groin to his face and back. "You look a little warm and flustered Brad," Sean said getting to his feet, "can I get you something." "I, a, no, I'm okay." Sean shifted his weight to one hip and adjusted himself again. His thick cock spread out across his right thigh and pulsed visibly beneath the thin worn material of the cutoffs. "Sure there's nothing you want?" Sean teased. Beads of sweat dotted Brad's forehead. His gaze shifted rapidly between Sean's eyes and the pulsing lump in his shorts. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He hadn't indulged in man to man sex since college. He and a roommate had become buddies during their two years together. It had started with them catching one another masturbating. In time they'd take care of business together, but never service each other. The adventure started following a party they both attended. A little drunk and a little high; inhibitions were low and libidos ran rampant. Things quickly escalated from hand jobs to blow jobs. They never moved past that point, but from that day on they were buddies. "You sure there's nothing you want." Sean asked taking a short step toward Brad. Brad eyes met Sean's. Sean smiled warmly and then looked down at his own denim clad erection. Brad's gaze descended with Sean's to find a wet spot becoming evident were the head of the fat cock stretched the worn denim. "All ya have to do is ask," Sean said seeing Brad's attention return to his groin. Brad swallowed hard. "You want it don't you?" Sean taunted tracing the outline of the eight inch pole with his fingers. "Yes," Brad whispered feeling himself tremble at the admission. Sean took another short step forward. His groin hovered inches from Brad's face. The heat and aroma drew Brad forward. He pressed his nose into Sean's crotch inhaling deeply. His mouth covered the denim clad head of boy's erection. He sucked the material until he could taste the oozing lust that had stained the spot. Brad popped the button on the cutoffs and pealed the snug denim from Sean's hips. The stout cock sprang free and slapped Brad's cheek smearing it with lustful discharge. "Find something you like?" Sean wondered. "Shit yes." Brad growled pumping Sean length in a power fist and capping the head with his lips. Sean sighed and corralled Brad's head with his hands. His hips bucked and he fed the man more of his thick pole. "Can you take it?" Sean challenged pressing the fat dick deeper and deeper in Brad's mouth. "You love cock, don't cha? Show me how much." It had been years since Brad had a cock in his mouth, and his experience had been limited to his roommate. Sean's dick was much bigger than that one had been and he sputtered and coughed as the blunt knob butted against his throat. Sean withdrew. He stroked his spit covered cock with both hands. He was already breathing hard. "Don't you want it?" He panted. "Yes," Brad rasped. "Then prove it!" Sean demanded grabbing Brad`s hair and dragging him from the couch to his knees. Sean straddled the arm of the couch and leaned back. With a thrust of his hips his balls flopped lewdly over the edge of the couch's arm and spreading his knees fully exposed his groin to Brad's attention. "Prove it cocksucker. Show me how bad you want it." Brad groaned and engulfed the head of Sean's cock. He bobbed his head slowly taking more and more of the shaft. His eyes watered and his jaw ached as he pressed himself down the thick length. Saliva and cock snot oozed from the corners of his mouth leaving Sean's entire groin glazed. Once more the helmeted knob gouged into Brad's soft palate and uvula. The gagging caused him to fall back on his heels in an attempt to compose himself. "What the fuck's wrong with this faggot?" Josh roared. "doesn't he know how to suck a cock?" Brad was barely in control of himself when Josh shoved him aside. His assailant had appeared from nowhere. He fell to his ass on the carpeted floor. Between his physical distress and Josh's sudden appearance Brad was completely overwhelmed. It took a moment before he even noticed Josh was naked. The tall thin boy bent over Sean and engulfed his twitching cock. In a series of long smooth strokes he bobbed his head and swallowed the entire length of his brother's cock. He pressed his nose hard into Sean's abdomen and flicked his tongue against Sean's balls then slowly reversed the process until the glistening pole was once more revealed. Josh's sudden appearance had shocked Sean as much at it had Brad; yet neither protested at the incursion. Sean nearly erupted as Josh swallowed his cock. Brad was so sexually awestruck by the situation he never stopped to consider the implications. "Now stop, being such a fuckin' pussy and suck his cock!" Josh demanded dragging Brad back toward his brother's crotch. Brad once more sucked at the tip of Sean's cock. He bobbed his head slowly engulfing the thick slab of boy meat. The knob once again nudged his tender throat and he fought to control himself. The copious flow of Sean's leakage caused Brad to swallow hard. As he nudged forward the flange of Sean's cockhead caught the inward ripple of Brad's swallow and slid inward. Brad nearly panicked. He bobbed his head trying to manage the girth and gulped air with each upward passage. Josh reached in and grasped Sean's shaft. "Ya see my fingers?" he growled in Brad's ear, "slide your fuckin' lips down to touch them." Brad did as he was told. In the process he took more of the shaft then he had previously. `Now bob your cock suckin' head up and down to meet my damn fingers." Josh commanded. Brad did as instructed slowly moving up and down the shaft. "Faster!" Josh dictated. Brad picked up speed. "Lock your lips and tongue to that hot cock and do it faster." Josh ordered. The pace increased. Sean moaned and clutched at the fabric of the couch. Josh slid his grasp gradually lower as the speed increased. Josh's free hand came up behind Brad's head gently guiding his progress. It was several rapid transits of Sean's turgid length before Brad realized how much of the cock he taking. "Swallow it! Josh insisted hissing in Brad's ear. "You're a cocksucker, swallow that hot slab of meat." Brad pushed downward and gulped. The sensation of the fat shaft invading his throat became unpleasant. He gurgled and began to balk. "Swallow," Josh thundered and pushed the man's head hard toward his brother's thrusting pelvis. Brad was shocked into compliance. He swallowed hard as Josh forced him onto the thick cock. The pliant head of Sean's erection compressed under the combined pressure and popped into his gullet. The steely shaft followed and Brad's eyes bulged as his chin rested on the boys balls and his nose brushed Sean's public hair. Sean sat up and grabbed Brad's by the back of the head. The hot tight passage rippled around his pulsing meat and he pumped hard and fast. Josh grinned as Sean fell into his heat. He watched Sean's balls rise quickly as veins along his brother's sleek torso stood out boldly. Sean grunted with each bolt of liquid lust he launched down Brad's gullet. Brad continued to swallow involuntarily as the molten contents of Sean's balls poured into him. As soon as Sean released him he pulled free. The last volley shot from Sean's quivering pole and splattered Brad's face. Sean's orgasm, though no longer violent, continued. A long continuous stream of cum flowed from the flaring head of his cock as he fell back panting against the couch. Josh moved in quickly, taking hold of Sean's cock. He cleaned the shaft with the practiced tongue of an adolescent rescuing a melting ice cream cone in the summer heat. Then capping the crown he milked his brother's shaft and balls till Sean begged for respite. Brad caught his breath and wiped his chin with the back of his hand; then licked his hand clean savoring the boy's flavor. Having time to survey the two youths still engaged before him he surmised they were brothers. The thought made him realize that he was still hard and beginning to stain his slacks. Josh rose from between Sean's wide splayed legs and licked the remnants of Sean's discharge from his lips. Brad's gasped at the sight of the long thin cock arching upward from his groin. "Fuckin' beauty ain't it?" Josh chuckled. "You like to get fucked?" Brad laughed nervously and shook his head. "Never done that," he admitted, "and you two aren't exactly hung for a beginner." "Need some help with that problem in your pants?" Josh offered nodding to the tent in Brad's slacks. "You want to help me?" Brad queried tentatively. "All ya have ta do is ask." Josh replied playfully. Sean finally found the resolve to stand, he stretched and shook his head watching Josh strip the slacks off Brad's legs. "Mom'll be home just after five." Sean warned headed toward the hall. "You're Mother?" Brad worried. "Plenty of time," Josh said kneeling between Brad's legs, "Plenty of time."