THE PAPERBOY -- From the Oracle BBS, by David White
  
 "PAUL, BRYAN'S HERE AGAIN.  PAY THE BOY, NOW," SHIRLEY NASH SAID. PAUL
NASH, 27, WAS A TALL, STRONGLY RUGGED BUSINESSMAN.  HIS WIFE WAS GOING AWAY
FOR THE WEEKEND TO VISIT HER MOTHER.
 
THE NEWSPAPER BOY, BRYAN, CAME UP THE WALKWAY WITH A BUNDLE OF PAPERS IN
HIS HAND. "HI, MR. NASH!" THE BOY SAID CHEERILY.
  
PAUL LEANED OUT OF THE DOOR AND STARED DREAMILY AT THE YOUNG MAN.  BRYAN
WORE TIGHT 501 LEVI'S AND NO SHIRT.  PAUL WATCHED AS THE BOY BENT OVER TO
PICK UP A COIN HE'D DROPPED.
  
PAUL'S HEART FLUTTERED NERVOUSLY AS HE SAW THE BOY'S ASS OUTLINED IN THE
BLUE DENIM.  PAUL COULD ALSO SEE THE OUTLINE OF THE BOY'S BRIEFS THROUGH
THE WORN MATERIAL.
 
THE MAN PUT HIS HANDS UNDERNEATH HIS TROUSERS, THROUGH HIS POCKET; HE
JACKED HIMSELF GENTLY FOR A FEW SECONDS AS HE WATCHED THE BOY.  ....

BRYAN HAD LIGHT BROWN HAIR THAT WAS OF MEDIUM LENGTH; THUS HE DIDN'T SEEM
AS AVANT-GARDE AS MOST BOYS OF HIS PUNK GENERATION. BRYAN WAS SLENDER, JUST
OVER FIVE-FEET FOUR, AND JUST EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD. HIS EYES CAUGHT MR. NASH.
  
PAUL WAS RUBBING HIS ACHING CROTCH BEFORE THE BOY'S VERY EYES. HE DUG INTO
HIS POCKET AND SCOOPED UP SOME CHANGE AND HANDED IT TO THE BOY.  MR. NASH
WAS DARK WITH SMOLDERING MASCULINITY.
  
"HERE'S THE CHANGE FOR THIS WEEK.  OH...OH, BRYAN, MY WIFE ISN'T GOING TO
BE HERE THIS WEEKEND.  WHY DON'T YOU COME AROUND AND MOW THE GRASS
TOMORROW?  I'LL PAY YOU FIVE DOLLARS AND I'LL FIX A SNACK."
 
 "GEE, MR. NASH, THAT WOULD BE SUPER.  I NEED THE MONEY.  YOU SEE I'M
HOPING TO GO TO NEW YORK THIS SUMMER WITH MY OLDER BROTHER AND I NEED SOME
NEW CLOTHES."
 
"GOOD, COME TOMORROW,"PAUL SAID.  HIS WIFE APPROACHED HIM. "I'VE TAKEN CARE
OF HIM, HONEY."
 
THEY CLOSED THE DOOR.  "PAUL, WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?" SHIRLEY ASKED.
THERE WAS NOBODY TO SEE BUT THE DEPARTING PAPERBOY ON HIS BIKE. UNDER HIS
BREATH PAUL SAID,"WHAT A LUCKY BIKE SEAT!"  ....

HE READ THE PAPER AND HIS WIFE FINISHED PACKING.  PAUL THROUGHT THE NEXT
DAY WOULD NEVER ROLL AROUND.  HE WAS GLAD TO SEE SHIRLEY OFF AT THE TRAIN
STATION.
 
 THE BOY KNOCKED ON THE DOOR AT THE APPOINTED HOUR.  PAUL OPENED THE DOOR.
HE WAS WEARING NOTHING BUT A JOCK STRAP; IN FACT, PAUL NASH'S BRISTLING
MUSCLES WERE SHOWED OFF TO GOOD ADVANTAGE; THERE WASN'T AN OUNCE OF
SUPERFLUOUS FAT ON HIS ENTIRE BODY.
 
"COME IN AND HAVE A COKE, BRYAN," PAUL SAID.  " I'VE BEEN WORKING OUR WITH
MY BARBELLS."

"GEE," THE IMPRESSIONABLE BOY SAID."YOU WORK OUT, TOO?"

"UH HUH."

"SO DO I, MR. NASH!  I THOUGHT YOU WERE IN PRETTY GOOD CONDITION.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE TOO, BRYAN.  WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO FOR A DIP IN THE POOL
BEFORE YOU CUT THE GRASS?"

 "SURE, MR. NASH, I'D REALLY LIKE THAT!"

 PAUL LET BRYAN OUT TO THE POOL AREA.  HE WATCHED CAREFULLY AS THE BOY
STRIPPED TO HIS TIGHT WHITE COTTON BRIEFS.  THEY WERE ALL OF TWO SIZES TO
SMALL FOR THE BOY.  THE COMBED COTTON STRETCHED TIGHT OVER THE BOY'S
PERFECT ASS.  WHEN BRYAN TURNED TO FACE PAUL, HE DISPLAYED A TIGHTLY PACKED
CROTCH.

 PAUL FELT HIS OWN PRICK BEGIN TO RISE IN HIS JOCK AND STRETCH OUT THE
POUCH.  QUICKLY, HE DIVED INTO THE POOL AND SURFACED JUST IN TIME TO SEE
BRYAN ADJUST HIS YOUNG COCK AND BALLS IN HIS BRIEFS AND DIVE IN.

 THEY HORSEPLAYED FOR 15 MINUTES AND THEN CLIMED OUT OF THE POOL AND LAID
ON LOUNGE CHAIRS BESIDE OF EACH OTHER.

 BRYAN'S BRIEFS WERE ALMOST TRANSPARENT FROM BEING SOAKED.  PAUL COULD
CLEARLY SEE THE OUTLINE OF THE BOY'S BALLS AND COCK.  IN FACT, THE BRIEFS
WERE SO TIGHT HE COULD EVEN MAKE OUT THE HEAD OF THE BOY'S ROD. AS HIS EYES
RAISED TO MEET THE BOY'S EYES, HE SAW THAT BRYAN WAS LOOKING DIRECTLY AT
PAULS JOCK POUCH.  AS THE BOY'S EYES STRAINED TO TAKE IN THE HUGE MALE
POUCH, PAUL'S COCK GAVE AN INVOLUNTARY JUMP.

"I WEAR A JOCK A LOT, BRYAN.  I LIKE THE WAY MY PRICK AND BALLS FEEL WHILE
WEARING ONE.  FEELS ALMOST LIKE A HAND HOLDING ME."

 "I WEAR ONE IN GYM CLASS.  THE REST OF THE TIME I WEAR MY JOCKEYS," BRYAN
SAID.

"IT LOOKS LIKE THOSE YOU ARE WEARING NOW ARE A LITTLE TIGHT FOR YOU,
BRYAN."

"THESE ARE MY OLDEST PAIR.  BUT THEY FEEL REAL GOOD...TIGHT, MR. NASH, I
LIKE 'EM THIS WAY."

 "BUT," PAUL NASH SAID,"IF YOU WEAR THEM TOO TIGHT THEY CAN CAUSE DAMAGE TO
YOUR COCK AND BALLS AND CUT THE CIRCULATION A BIT."

BRYAN STOOD UP FACING PAUL.  HE RAN HIS FINGERS UNDER THE LEG HOLES AND
SAID"I DON'T THINK THEY'RE THAT TIGHT!"

 PAUL SAT UP FACING THE BOY, "HERE, LET ME SEE."

 PAUL RAN THE FINGERS OF BOTH HANDS UNDER AND AROUND THE LEG HOLES.  HE LET
HIS FINGERS SLIP SLIGHTLY INSIDE TO CARESS BRYAN'S BALLS.  BRYAN'S COCK
REACTED TO THE CARESS AND BEGAN TO TENT OUT HIS WET BRIEFS.

 "THESE FIT YOU REAL NICE, BRYAN.  BUT, IT LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE NOT GOING TO
FIT IN A FEW MINUTES.  YOU'RE GETTING A HARD ON," PAUL SAID.

 "GEE, MR. NASH.  I JUST CAN'T HELP IT. "

  PAUL SAID, "I KNOW, KID, I'M GETTING HARD IN MY JOCK TOO.  MAYBE WE'D
BETTER GO INSIDE AND DRY OFF."

  BRYAN FOLLOWED PAUL INTO THE HOUSE AND ON INTO THE BEDROOM.  PAUL GRABBED
TWO TOWELS AND BEGAN DRYING THE BOY'S BACK.  WHEN BRYAN TURNED TO FACE
PAUL, HE DISPLAYED A FULL HARD ON IN HIS BRIEFS.  HIS ROCK HARD PRICK
BULGED THROUGH THE WET COTTON.  PAUL'S COCK WAS STICKING UP IN HIS JOCK.
THE MATERIAL OF THE BRIEFS AND JOCKSTRAP RUBBED TOGETHER CAUSING BOTH MALES
TO FEEL A SURGE OF EXCITEMENT.

 PAUL SAT DOWN ON THE BED AND WITHOUT A WORD PULLED BRYAN'S CROTCH TO HIS
FACE.  HE NIBBLED AT THE OUTLINE OF THE STRAINING COCK.

 "OH! MR. NASH, THAT'S WONDERFUL!  GO FOR IT, PLEASE!!!!!"

PAUL, SLOWLY SKINNED THE BOY'S BRIEFS DOWN TO REVEAL HIS HARD SIX INCH
COCK.  THE BOY OOZED A SINGLE DROP OF RICH PRE CUM JUICE FROM HIS PISS SLIT
WHICH NASH LAPPED UP WITH HIS TONGUE. BRYAN'S EYES ROLLED BACK AS HE FELT
THE FIRST TASTE OF THE MAN'S LIPS ON HIS YOUNG PRICKHEAD.  IT IMMEDIATELY
THRUSTED FORWARD, FULLY ERECT INTO SIX INCHES OF STIFF PRICK, READY AND
RANDY.  BRYAN'S MOUTH WATERED AS HE EXPERIENCED A STANGE SENSATION.  HE PUT
HIS HANDS ON THE MAN'S HEAD.  PAUL BOBBED UP AND DOWN ON THE FERTILE TOOL;
HE NIBBLED AT THE BOY'S PUBIC BUSH.  HE TOOK IN ALL HE COULD OF THE RAMPANT
ROD.

BRYAN'S SHOULDERS SHIVERED AND A CHILL RAN UP HIS BACK.  WHEN PAUL'S LEFT
HAND REACHED AROUND AND A FINGER PUNCTURED THE SANCTITY OF HIS BUTTOCKS,
THE BOY SHIVERED AGAIN.

 "OH! NO, MR. NASH...I DON'T CARE IF YOU BLOW ME BUT NO GUY'S GONNA FUCK
ME, I SWEAR!  I'M NOT NO FAG!"

 THE MAN TOOK HIS FINGERS AWAY.  HE LOVED THE FEELING OF ALL THIS BOY-FLESH
IN HIS MOUTH.  IT WAS WARM AND JUICY AND SUCCULENT TO HIS RAVENOUS TASTE
BUDS.

THE BOY'S BROWN LOCKS FLUNG OVER HIS FOREHEAD; HE REARED HIS HEAD BACK AND
LET THE MAN'S TONGUE EXPERIENCE THE FULL FLAVOR OF HIS HOT COCK.

HIS TEEN COCK WAS ENGORGED IN THE MAN'S WATERY CAVERN.  HE FELT THE DORSAL
VEIN GETTING A LICKING; IT WAS MAD AND WONDERFUL AND DELICIOUS TO BE SUCKED
BY THE JOCKSTRAPPED MAN.  HE HAD NEVER HAD HIS ROOT IN ANYBODY'S MOUTH
BEFORE.

THE BOY'S LEGS SPREAD FURTHER APART.  HE WANTED TO HAVE THIS EXPERIENCE
DEEP, INDELIBLY IN HIS MIND FOREVER.  AFTER THIS MOMENT, HE WOULD KNOW THAT
GETTING BLOWN WAS THE INEVITABLE FRUIT OF BEING A YOUNG BOY OF EIGHTEEN.

 THE MAN WAS NURSING ON HIS TOOL, COLLECTING ALL THOSE RAMPANT OILS OF
BOYHOOD TO MANHOOD THAT WERE SO EAGER TO SPOUT!  THE BOY NEEDED TO SHOOT
HIS LOAD OF BOYCUM.

UP UNTIL THEN THE BOY THOUGHT THAT JERKING OFF WAS HIS GREATEST THRILL.
NOW, WITH THIS ATHLETIC YOUNG HUSBAND'S MOUTH CLAMPED SECURELY ON HIS HARD
WANTON FLESH, HE WOULD NEVER AGAIN SETTLE JUST FOR GETTING SIMPLY FRIGGED!

"DO IT, MAN! DO IT!"HE CRYED TO THE MAN.  "IT'S GREAT, MR. NASH! I LOVE,
MISTER!"

THERE WAS NO QUESTION BUT THAT THE BOY WAS TELLING THE TRUTH.  HIS BALLS
YEARNED FOR THE MAN'S MOUTH.  ALMOST AS IF BY EXTRA SENSORY MESSGES THE MAN
LAID BACK ON THE BED AND PULLED BRYAN UPON HIS CHEST AND TOOK THE YOUNG
BOY'S BALLS INTO HIS MOUTH.

 THE BOY ROCKED BACK AND FORTH AS THE MAN SWALLOWED HIS DICK ONCE MORE.

"DO IT, MR. NASH!  MAKE ME COME...ALL THE WAY, SIR" THE RANDY YOUTH MOANED.
HE WAS IN THE MOOD FOR ROCKETS TO BLAST IN HIS BRAIN; THE HUNTING HORN OF
SENSUAL LUST CLOUDED HIS THINKING.  THERE WERE WILD DREAMS FLOWING THROUGH
HIS HEAD.

PAUL LICKED AND WHITTLED AT THE KNOB, CIRCLING IT WITH ALL HIS STRENGTH,
HOPING HIS TONGUE WAS AS PLEASING TO THE BOY AS HIS COCK WAS TO HIM.

 THERE WAS NOTHING TO DO BUT SUCK THE HOT JISM OUT OF THE BOY, THEN FIGURE
A WAY TO FUCK HIM LATER. PAUL NASH WAS NOT USED TO PEOPLE REFUSING HIM
ANYTHING; IF HE WANTED CUNT HIS WIFE WOULD HAVE TO GIVE IT TO HIM. IF HE
WANTED TO GET BETWEEN THIS BOY'S ASS CHEEKS, HE'D DAMN WELL DO IT AND NO
ARGUMENTS!

SUDDENLY BRYAN BUCKED HARD.  "OH!  OH! OHHHHHH!"SIGHED THE BOY AS HIS
PASSION REACHED AN INSANE PEAK AND HE BEGAN TO SQUIRT HIS HOT, RICH JIZZ IN
RIVERS OF CUM CREAM AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE RESERVIOR TO CATCH IT; PAUL'S
EAGAR HOT MOUTH!

THE MAN FELT THE BOY'S POWER SHOOT OUT THE SEMEN THAT HE HAD LONGED FOR.
THIS WAS PURE NAKED, RAW LUST THAT KNEW NO MORAL BOUNDS.  THE BOY'S PRICK
QUIVERED AS THE JETS OF HIS JUICE ERUPTED INTO THE MAN'S WET MOUTH.

PAUL TOOK ALL OF THE CREAM THAT HE COULD GET.  AND WHEN HE HAD ABOUT
WRENCHED EVERY LAST PEARLY DROP, HE LET GO OF THE BOY.  BRYAN WAS
TEMPORARILY EXHAUSTED.

AS BRYAN WAS RECOVERING, PAUL SHOVED HIS PRE CUM DRENCHED JOCKSTRAP AGAINST
THE BOY'S SPENT COCK.

 "BRYAN, YOU HAVE THE TIGHTEST LOOKING BUNS I'VE EVER SEEN.  YOU COULD MAKE
A GOOD FIFTY DOLLARS A WEEK MORE ON YOUR ROUTE IF YOU KNEW WHAT TO DO WITH
THAT JUICY HOT ASSHOLE OF YOURS."

 "NO SIR; I TOLD YOU THAT I CAN'T DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT!  I'M NOT A FAG!"

 "WORDS...JUST WORDS!" PAUL SAID.  "I DON'T WANT MORALITY!  I WANT TO FUCK
YOU, FEEL THAT ASS ON MY FACE!"

 "FIFTY BUCKS A WEEK?...NO, MR. NASH, I WON'T DO THAT!"

 "SURE YOU CAN, BOY!  SELL YOUR CHEEKS TO ME, SON, AND I'LL MAKE YOU REAL
HAPPY."
 
"CAN WE GO FOR A SWIM NOW, MR. NASH?"  BRYAN ASKED THE MAN.

 "SURE, BRYAN, LET'S GO!"

 AS BRYAN CLIMBED OUT OFF OF PAUL NASH'S BED, HE COULDN'T HELP STARING AT
NASH'S STRETCHED AND PRE CUM SOAKED JOCK POUCH.

"GEE, MR. NASH, I SURE WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOUR PRICK...ALL HARD LIKE THAT!"
THE BOY SAID.

 "OKAY, KID.  LET'S GO OUT TO THE POOL AND I'LL LET YOU LOOK AT IT AS MUCH
AS YOU WANT."

 PAUL FOLLOWED BRYAN OUT TO THE POOL.  HE WATCHED BRYAN'S CUTE BUBBLEBUTT
BOUNCE EVER SO SLIGHTLY IN FRONT OF HIM.  HE WOULD HAVE TO FIGURE A WAY TO
GET THAT BOY'S ASS.  HE WANTED IT MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE ON EARTH.  BRYAN
DOVE IN AND PAUL FOLLOWED, BOTH EMERGING ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE
POOL. PAUL PULLED HIMSELF OUT OF THE WATER AND SAT ON THE EDGE.  BRYAN WAS
TREDDING WATER DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF HIM. PAUL SAW BRYAN'S EYES WERE
DIRECTED TO HIS BULGING WET, WHITE JOCKSTRAP POUCH.  PAUL LOOKED DOWN AT
HIS SWOLLEN COCK ACHING FOR RELEASE FROM THE TIGHT NYLON ENCASEMENT.  THE
BOY WAS REALLY INTERESTED IN HIS COCK AND HE DECIDED TO GIVE THE BOY A
SHOW.  HE STOOD AND WALKED TO THE DIVING BOARD.  AT IT'S END, HE TOOK A
DIVING POSE AND JUTTED HIS HIPS FORWARD SO THE BOY COULD SEE THE STRAINING
OUTLINE OF HIS PRICK AND LARGE BALLS.  HE DOVE INTO THE WATER AND SURFACED
RIGHT IN FRONT OF BRYAN.

"OK, KID...YOU WANT TO SEE MY COCK?  I'M GOING TO SHOW IT TO YOU. ONCE
AGAIN HE CLIMBED FROM THE POOL AND CLIMBED TO THE DIVING BOARD. HE DROPPED
HIS HANDS TO HIS CROTCH AND BEGAN SQUEEZING HIS DICK THROUGH THE MATERIAL.
BRYAN'S EYES NEVER LEFT PAUL'S CROTCH.  PAUL SQUEEZED HIS COCK OVER AND
OVER THEN BEGAN INCHING IT DOWN OVER HIS FULLY SWOLLEN RAMROD PRICK.

 THE COCK WAS ABOUT 8 1/2 INCHES LONG AND THICK.  REAL THICK. PAUL BEGAN A
SLOW JACKING MOTION NEVER TAKING HIS EYES FROM THE BOY.  AS HE CLASPED AND
PULLED HIS ROCK HARD COCK, A POOL OF WETNESS FORMED AT THE VERY END OF HIS
DICKHEAD.  THE LATE AFTERNOON SUN MADE THE DROP OF PRE CUM JUICE
GLISTEN. THEN PAUL DOVE INTO THE WATER AND SURFACED AGAIN IN FRONT OF THE
BOY.

BRYAN FELT PAUL'S BIG SOLID ROD RUB UP AND OVER HIS BALLS, COCK AND BELLY
AS THE MAN SURFACED.  HE WAS LED TO THE SHALLOW END OF THE POOL BY PAUL.
ONCE THEY WERE AT CROTCH LEVEL WITH THE WATER, BRYAN COULD SEE PAUL'S FULL
HARDON UP CLOSE.

"WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO JACK IT A LITTLE FOR ME...EVEN MAYBE WANT TO PUT YOUR
MOUTH OVER THIS, BRYAN?"

 "CAN I JACK IT OFF ALL THE WAY?  LET ME WATCH THE CUM SHOOT OUT UP REAL
CLOSE?" BRYAN ASKED.

 PAUL LED THE BOY TO THE STEPS OF THE POOL.  HE SAT ON THE TOP ONE WITH
BRYAN FACING HIM FROM A LOWER STEP.  HE REACHED FOR BRYAN'S HAND AND PLACED
IT AROUND HIS MAN MEAT.  THE BOY REACHED UP WITH HIS OTHER HAND AND BEGAN
FEELING PAUL NASH'S BIG BALLS.

 "YOU GOT A BIG COCK. MISTER.  REAL BIG!  I HOPE MINE GETS AS BIG AS YOUR
IS.  ARE YOU GOING TO JACK OFF ALL OVER ME ?"

"IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT KID.  IN FACT, WHY DON'T YOU JUST KEEP STROKIN' MY
COCK LIKE YOU'RE DOING. BUT, I WANT YOU TO TAKE IT IN YOUR MOUTH WHEN I
CUM."

 "I AIN'T EVER DONE THAT BEFORE, MR. NASH.  YOU PROMISE YOU WON'T TELL
ANYBODY IF I DO IT?"

NASH LAUGHED AND ASSURED THE BOY THAT HIS COCKSUCKING SECRET WAS SAFE WITH
HIM.

 PAUL NASH THOUGHT TO HIMSELF THAT ONCE THE KID SUCKED HIM OFF, HE COULD
USE THAT INFORMATION TO MAKE THE KID LET NASH FUCK HIS ASS.

 BRYAN COULDN'T RESIST PLACING HIS MOUTH OVER PAUL'S COCK JUST LIKE THE MAN
HAD DONE FOR HIM.  BRYAN FELT HIS OWN COCK SWOLLEN ROCK HARD AGAIN.  HE
KNEW ENOUGH TO TO KEEP HIS TEETH OUT OF THE WAY AND HE SUCKED PAUL LIKE AN
EXPERIENCED COCKSUCKER.  FASTER AND FASTER, UP AND DOWN ON PAUL'S COCK.
PAUL MOANED AS HIS CLIMAX APPROACHED.  HE CLUNG TO THE EDGES OF THE POOL AS
HE FELT THE SPURTING DELIGHT OF HOT FUCK, MALE JISM SQUIRT INTO THE
LUST-CRAZED MOUTH OF THE YOUNG PAPERBOY. IT WAS HOT AND THICK AND
ABUNDANT. SOME OF IT TRICKLED FROM THE CORNERS OF BRYAN'S MOUTH.

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN BRYAN'S LIFE HE FELT AND TASTED A MAN SHOOTING A LOAD
OF FRESH HOT CUM INTO HIS COCKSUCKING MOUTH.  THE TASTE OF THE MAN AND THE
FEEL OF THE PRICK SWELLING AND SQUIRTING COMBINED TO CONVINCE BRYAN THAT HE
WOULD BE A COCKSUCKER FOREVER.  BLAST AFTER BLAST OF HOT STICKY JIZZ FILLED
BRYANS MOUTH.  HE TRIED TO GULP IT ALL DOWN BUT, HE KNEW HE AS LOSING SOME.

FINALLY THE CREAM FOUNTAIN STOPPED IT'S FIRING AND BRYAN CONTINUED TO SUCK
UNTIL ALL BUT THE VERY LIFE WAS SUCKED FROM PAUL NASH'S COCK. AFTER THEY
BROKE THEIR HOLD ON EACH OTHER, PAUL BEGAN TO HORSEPLAY WITH THE BOY IN THE
POOL. THE BOY GOT ON THE MAN'S SHOULDERS; THEN BRYAN'S DICK STIFFENED IN
BACK OF THE MAN'S NECK.  PAUL TURNED AROUND AND SWALLOWED THE DICK! HE WAS
GOING TO SUCK THE BOY OFF IN THE POOL.  HE LED THE BOY TO THE CORNER OF THE
SHALLOW END OF THE POOL. HE TOOK THE BOY'S UPTHRUSTED SIX INCHES INTO HIS
MOUTH AGAIN.

IT TASTED FUNNY MIXED WITH THE CHLORINATED WATER.  TASTED EVEN BETTER, SORT
OF SALTY AND MEDICINAL! HE SIPHONED THE ORGAN UNTIL IT HAD SWELLED AND
EXPANDED, THICKENED AND REDDENED.  HE TOOK THE BOY-MEAT AND SUCKED IT WITH
ALL THE VIOLENCE OF A VACUUM CLEANER.

 HE SUCTIONED THE BOY'S RANDY TOOL UNTIL IT WAS ACHING WITH THE NEED TO
SHOOT OFF AGAIN.

 ENGAGED IN THE ETERNAL QUEST OF APOLLO/GREEK LOVE, PAUL KNEW THE BOY COULD
EASILY AFFORD TO GIVE HIM SOME MORE OF HIS SEMEN.  AFTER ALL, BOYS OF THAT
AGE WERE ALWAYS HORNY, EVERYONE KNEW THAT, AND THEY COULD EASILY SQUIRT OUT
MANY LOADS OF FUCK CUM EVERY DAY.

HIS WAD WAS ABOUT TO SHOOT.  THE BOY'S ARMS GRIPPED THE EDGES OF THE POOL
BEHIND HIM.  HIS FINGERS SNARLED AND TIGHTENED AS THE MAN'S MOUTH ENCLOSED
HIS FLESH AND MADE IT INTO A ROCK-HARD EDIFICE OF MUSCLE, SINEW AND
NERVE...ALL EXPLODING IN VIOLENT HORNINESS!

BRYAN'S COCK SHOT HARD INTO PAUL'S MOUTH.  WAD FOLLOWED BY WAD OF HOT
TEENAGE JIZM FILLED HIS MOUTH.  UNLIKE BRYAN, PAUL DIDN'T MISS A DROP OF
THE WHITE BOY NECTAR.

BRYAN RELEASED HIS GRIP OF THE POOL EDGE AND SLUMPED INTO THE CORNER OF THE
POOL.  THE WATER WAS WAIST HIGH.  PAUL RELEASED BRYAN'S DRAINED ORGAN.

 "PLEASE, BRYAN, PLEASE....THINK ABOUT WHAT I SAID.  GIVE ME YOUR ASS,
BABY.  I REALLY NEED TO FUCK YOU. I REALLY NEED IT, BRYAN."

AS BRIAN WALKED HOME, HE HAD SO MANY EMOTIONS RUNNING THROUGH HIS HEAD.  HE
ACTUALLY HAD SUCKED OFF PAUL NASH'S COCK.  HE HAD WANTED TOO

PAUL NASH WANTED TO FUCK HIM.  BEGAN TO WONDER WHAT IT MIGHT FEEL LIKE. HE
HOPED HIS FAMILY HAD NOTHING PLANNED FOR THE EVENING BECAUSE HE WANTED TIME
ALONE.  TIME TO THINK.  TIME TO DECIDE HOW HE FELT ABOUT HIMSELF AND THE
THINGS THAT HAD TAKEN PLACE IN THE AFTERNOON AT MR. NASH'S HOME.

AFTER DINNER WITH HIS PARENTS AND OLDER BROTHER, BRIAN WENT TO HIS ROOM.
NOTHING HAD BEEN PLANNED BECAUSE HIS MOTHER AND DAD WERE GOING TO A
FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY PARTY.

 LYING ACROSS HIS BED, BRIAN THOUGHT OF TAKING A SHOWER.  THOUGH HE FELT
CLEAN FROM THE POOL, A SHOWER SEEMED TO MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER.  AFTER
SHOWERING HE DONNED A FRESH PAIR OF BRIEFS AND LAID ACROSS HIS BED.  HE
WONDERED IF HIS OLDER BROTHER TODD HAD EVER DONE ANYTHING LIKE THAT.  TODD
WAS ONLY 15 MONTHS OLDER BUT, BRIAN LOOKED UP TO HIM LIKE AN ADULT.
 
 A KNOCK AT HIS BEDROOM DOOR STARTLED BRIAN.  THE DOOR OPENED BEFORE BRIAN
COULD SAY "COME IN."  IT WAS TODD. HE CARRIED SOME RECORD ALBUMS WITH HIM.
"THESE ARE THE ALBUMS YOU LOANED TO JIM RYDER.  HE ASKED ME TO BRING THEM
BACK TO YOU.  HE TAPED THEM AND SAID 'THANKS".

 "TODD, CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR A FEW MINUTES?"

 "SURE, BRIAN.  YOU CAN TALK TO ME ABOUT ANYTHING."

 BRIAN PAUSED THEN SAID,"THIS IS CONFIDENTIAL.  I NEVER WANT MOM OR DAD TO
FIND OUT ABOUT THIS, TODD."

 "HEY! I'M YOUR BROTHER.  I'D NEVER REPEAT ANYTHING YOU EVER TOLD ME,
BRIAN."

 "OKAY, WELL...EERRR...HAVE YOU EVER MESSED AROUND WITH A GUY?"

 TODD SAT DOWN ON THE EDGE OF BRIAN'S BED.  HE LOOKED AT THE BRIEF-CLAD
BOY.  TODD WAS WEARING JUST HIS CUTOFFS.  BOTH BOYS WERE TAN AND MUSCULAR.

 "YOU MEAN LIKE JACKING OFF TOGETHER AND STUFF LIKE THAT?"

 "YEAH.  STUFF LIKE THAT," BRIAN MUMBLED.

 "WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THIS?"

"WELL....I JUST WANTED TO KNOW," BRIAN REPLIED.

 AFTER A LONG PAUSE, TODD LOOKED INTO HIS YOUNGER BROTHER'S EYES AND
SAID,"YES, A FEW TIMES."

BRIAN NOTICED HOW TODD WAS LOOKING INTO HIS EYES.  IT WAS THE SAME LOOK
THAT MR. NASH HAD IN HIS EYES.  HE FELT A STIRING IN HIS BRIEFS.  HE
GLANCED DOWN AT HIS CROTCH TO SEE HIS COCK BEGIN TENTING OUT THE WHITE
COTTON.

TODD'S EYES DROPPED TO HIS BROTHER'S CROTCH.  SEEING HIS KID BROTHER
BECOMING AROUSED MADE TODD'S PRICK REACT ALSO.

BRIAN BEGAN TELLING TODD ALL OF THE DETAILS OF HIS ENCOUNTER WITH MR. NASH.
HE EVEN TOLD TODD HOW MUCH HE HAD ENJOYED SUCKING THE CUM OUT OF MR. NASH'S
PRICK.
 
 BY THE TIME BRIAN HAD FINISHED HIS STORY, BOTH BROTHERS WERE FULLY
AROUSED.  TODD HAD SQUIRMED AROUND ON THE EDGE OF THE BED TO MAKE HIS COCK
MORE COMFORTABLE UNDER HIS CUT OFFS.  BRIAN'S HARD TEEN PRICK WAS PUSHING
THE WAISTBAND OF THE TIGHT, WHITE, COTTON JOCKEYS FAR OUT FROM HIS WAIST.

 ONCE AGAIN, TODD LOOKED IN BRIAN'S EYES AND ASKED, "WOULD YOU LIKE TO DO
IT WITH EACH OTHER, LITTLE BROTHER?"

"DO YOU WANT TO?" BRIAN ASKED.

 TODD REACHED OVER AND BEGAN TO RUB HIS PALM OVER BRIANS CHEST.  HE WORKED
HIS FINGERS DOWN THE SMOOTH BELLY AND TO THE BULGING BRIEFS.  SLOWLY HE
FEATHERED HIS FINGERS OVER THE OUTLINE OF THE THROBBING, IMPRISONED COCK.
BRIAN BEGAN TO MOAN.

 TIGHTER AND TIGHTER TODD SQUEEZED BRIANS COCK AND BALLS THROUGH THE
COTTON.  BRIAN REACHED OVER AND GRABBED HIS OLDER BROTHER'S ROCK HARD COCK
THOUGH THE BLUE DEMIN CUTOFFS.

"WOW! IT FEELS LIKE LITTLE BROTHER HAS GROWN A BIG COCK . A NICE BIG COCK.
BRIAN, WANT ME TO TAKE MINE OUT AND LET YOU SUCK IT LIKE YOU DID TO THAT
MAN'S COCK TODAY?"
 
 BRIAN SMILED AS TODD STOOD AND UNBUTTONED HIS SHORTS LETTING THEM DROP TO
THE FLOOR.  HIS BIKINI BRIEFS WERE STRETCHED TO THE BURSTING POINT.  BRIAN
REACHED UP AND PULLED THE WHITE BIKINI DOWN OVER TODD'S SEVEN AND A HALF
INCH COCK.  PRECUM JUICE WAS OOZING FROM THE PISS SLIT.  AS IF BY HABIT,
BRIAN OPENED HIS MOUTH AND BROUGHT IT TO THE TINY HOLE AT THE END OF HIS
BROTHER'S ROD.  DOING JUST AS MR. NASH HAD INSTRUCTED HIM TO DO EARLIER,
BRIAN TONGUE FUCKED THE SMALL OPENING, LAPPING UP THE FUCK LUBE.

 TODD BEGAN WREATHING BACK AND FORTH AS BRIAN SUCKED MORE AND MORE OF HIS
HARD ROD INTO HIS MOUTH. UP AND DOWN, UP AND DOWN, BRIAN SUCKED.

 TODD SAW THAT BRIAN'S BRIEFS WERE SOAKED FROM PRE CUM DRIPPINGS. HE
REACHED OVER AND PULLED THEM OVER THE PRICK.  HE HAD SEEN BRIAN'S PRICK
MANY TIMES WHEN IT WAS SOFT BUT HAD NEVER SEEN IT HARD AND WET AND ANXIOUS
TO BLAST A LOAD OF JIZZ.  IT LOOKED VERY RED.  TODD BEGAN TO JACK IT A
LITTLE AND THEN HE PUSHED BRIAN FURTHER BACK ON THE BED UNTIL THEY LAY IN
THE 69 POSITION.

"LITTLE BROTHER LIKES SUCKING SO MUCH, MAYBE I SHOULD TRY SOME OF THIS, "
TODD SAID.

THE SPEED OF THEIR MOUTH FUCKING INCREASED IN TEMPO.  BRIAN LOVED THE FEEL
OF HIS COCK BEING SUCKED BY HIS OLDER BROTHER.  HE KNEW HE COULDN'T WAIT TO
CUM.  THE COCK IN HIS MOUTH WAS SPITTING PRECUM.
 
THEY ROLLED AROUND SO THAT BRIAN WAS STRADDLING TODD'S SHOULDERS AND TODD
WAS LYING ON HIS BACK.  BRIAN SCREAMED OUT THAT HE COULDN'T WAIT ANYMORE
AND BEGAN TO EXPLODE BLAST AFTER BLAST OF WHITE, HOT, CREAMY, TEEN JISM
INTO TODD'S MOUTH.  SHOT AFTER SHOT FILLED TODD'S THROAT AS HE SWALLOWED
GULP AFTER GULP OF THE RICH, THICK BOY CUM.

BRIAN JERKED IN AS SPASMS FLOODED THROUGH HIS BODY.  SWEAT POURED FROM HIS
FOREHEAD ONTO TODD'S FACE.  AS THE LAST DROPLETTES OF JISM WERE BEING
SUCKED OUT OF HIS COCK, HE FELL ONTO THE BED BESIDE OF HIS BROTHER.

LOOKING INTO TODD'S FACE, BRIAN SAID," THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE I WANT TO
TELL YOU.  MR. NASH WANTS TO FUCK MY BUTT.  I'M A LITTLE SCARED OF THAT."

 "WELL, BRIAN, MAYBE YOU NEED YOUR BIG BROTHER TO BREAK YOU IN.

THINK YOU CAN TAKE THIS HARD COCK?"