Date: Sun, 29 Aug 1999 12:58:54 EDT
From: Begmealot@aol.com
Subject: adventures of tray and jay 21

"Adventures of Tray and Jay 21"

PART 21: TRAY DOES THE PAPER BOY

It was just one of those Saturday mornings when you don't have to get up
for a damn thing, see, only around 6 I was wide awake with a piss hard-on.
So I sighed and rolled out of my warm bed with Adam snoring peacefully and
tried to piss standing and sitting but no way.  Fuck, I said to myself, and
pulled on a handy pair of Adam's dirty Boxers at my feet, and went to the
kitchen and started a pot of coffee.  I love that smell, okay.

Then I opened the front door and breathed in that cool spring dawn smell
and squeezed my damn boner like that might help it go away.  Right.  I
stepped out on the porch and stretched, and my erection from hell flopped
out the piss slit.  Well, shit.  I looked around, nobody else was stupid
enough to be out at that hour, so I held that stretch and cut loose.

Yeah, I mean I started wizzing about five feet out from my waist, in this
hot arc of yellow piss steaming in the chill air and splashing down in the
dried-up old planters along the steps.  Oh, man, it felt so good I didn't
want it to stop!  But it was dying down when I glanced sluggishly to the
street...

And, oh, shit!  The paper boy's cruising by no-hands, and one of them's
cocked back to throw my paper, when the poor kid looks like he's had a damn
heart attack and wipes out!  I mean, he crashes and burns, see, ass over
teakettle, as my pop always says.  When nothing's left moving but the front
wheel spinning over the kid's dazed head, I stow my bad boy fast and go
running down the drive.

He didn't move, so I bent over him and carefully untangled him from his
bike and set it aside and was going for a pulse in his neck when he opened
his eyes and flipped.  I held him down and shushed him, and he calmed
pretty fast.  I picked him up, he was so damn light, and helped him out of
the road.  Then I went back for the bike, which was cool, just some
scratches, like the kid.

I'd seen him before, of course, but not often.  I always left the envelope
with his dues by the door on collection day.  But he was really cute, for a
12-year-old!  Curly blond, blue eyes, fuzz on both lips.  About 5'6", 125?
Shit, that small, who can tell?  But he had on real tight jeans, and I
swear that was a big old stiffy I saw poking out to his hip.

By the way, the paper boy was staring at my now soft but still bulky
package, see.  The little squirt made me nervous, okay, I mean, fuck.  I
have my standards, right?

"You okay, kid?  You gonna make it?  That was a wicked wipeout."

"Yeah, I'm cool."  He looked around for his bike and went to it for a
paper.  He limped back and handed it to me!  He was so cute and sweet, for
a 12-year-old, I got kind of choked up.  "Sorry, sir, I guess I -- just
kind of -- got distracted."  Again his eyes landed on my piss slit that
was pulled open from the strain, you know, and it got wider as he stared.
I can't stand being looked at there, see.

"Sorry, kid, I was--"

"Yeah, I know what you were doing!"  He grinned.  "Jeez, man, don't you
have a toilet?"

"Yeah, I have a toilet, wise guy, but I -- just woke up, and -- never
mind."

The little fucker crossed his arms and grinned.  "Ohhh, morning glory,
huh?"

I couldn't help it, I laughed.  And then he laughed and gave me his damn
hand.

"Brock," he said.

"No shit?"

"No shit," he frowned, like I was simple maybe.  "Why?"

"Sorry, Brock, that's just such a big name for--"

Shit, what was wrong with me?  I acted like I was never a kid myself.
Brock just shook his head in pity.

"Hey, uh--" He waited for me to introduce myself.

"Oh, yeah!  Tray!"

"Yeah, Tray, uh, think I could use your john real fast?  I kind of hafta
pee, too, and I can't bring myself to do it outside like some people."

What a fucking shit!  But, I was more or less responsible, so I picked up
his bike and led the way.  I stashed the bike where it would be safe, and
once inside, I closed the door and pointed the way to the john.  He wasted
no time, and I heard his sudden, strong, steady stream of piss crashing
into the bowl, then the old shake-off, and a flush.  He even put the seat
back down!

Brock smelled the coffee when he came out.  "Man, that smells good."
Hint-hint!  I grinned.

"What, you like coffee?"

"Of course I like coffee!  Who doesn't?"

I shrugged, somehow enjoying our inane little chat.  He wasn't the normal
12-year-old.  Besides his deeper voice, I mean.  And his intense, direct
gaze.  And that bulge in his pants, whatever it was.

"Sooo -- you want some coffee, Brock?"

He acts like it never occurred to him, I swear!  Considers -- do I, don't
I?  Nods.  "Yeah, cool.  Thanks, Tray!"

He followed me into the kitchen and stayed real close, see.  Real close.
His hand is in the small of my back, to let me know he's right on my ass,
maybe.  Probably just to make me nervous.

"You're my last," he said, kind of funny.

"Oh."  I turned and handed him his cup.  "I assumed you take cream and
sugar.  Who doesn't?"

"Yeah, right."  The way he said it, the little faker doesn't drink
coffee!  So -- what?

In the living room I sat on the couch, in the middle, so Brock would take
the big seat across the table.  But he parked it right next to me and
started making all kinds of unnecessary contact, see, like kneesies and
elbowsies, and damn headsies on my shouldersies, seesies!  Shit!

That's when I noticed he forgot to button up his fly, and -- and Christ!
He had no underwear on, and, well, there was a hell of a lot of hair
sticking out for a damn 12-year- old!  He saw me looking and sat back and
put his hands in his pockets to let more hang out, and call me whatever, I
couldn't stop looking!  He had such pale, smooth balls in there.

I looked in his eyes, and they were laughing!  Sparkling like the bad boy
he was!

"Hey, look, Brock, this is crazy!  I mean, you're a nice kid and all, and
I'm sorry I caused your accident, but--"

"But what, Tray?"

He sat up, then stood and sat in my lap.  Jesus, talk about deja-vu!  His
firm little ass felt so good there, too!  Resting full-weight on my hard
pecker, which he could feel, I'm sure.  He eased back against my bare
chest, and I wrapped my arms around him feeling like the most despicable
chicken hawk ever!  He ground his butt into me, and that's when I rolled
him off me and flat on the couch.

Yeah, suddenly he looked scared, like the big man who knew what he was
doing!  Right.  I put my hand up his shirt and felt Brock's smoothness, and
closed my eyes, and shit, some part of me really loved it.  His hairless
pits, his flat nipples.  But Brock sure didn't react like a kid.  I mean,
he closed his eyes and moaned like any dude I'd ever touched that way.

So I kissed his hard belly right above the button of his jeans and ran my
tongue up to his belly button and felt him shiver and spaz and heard his
boy gasp, and in my Boxers I jumped all over and leaked like crazy!  I
crawled carefully on top of the boy and pushed his shirt off over his head
and held his wrists back while I lay between his legs and sniffed his chest
and sucked on those wannabe titties and finally ate his soft neck!

That drove Brock insane!  His wrists came free, and the fingers of one
small hand raked my hair while the others dug into my shoulder blade, and I
have to admit I lost it, too!  I lunged up all the way firmly on top of the
kid, and while he held on to me like a wild man, I planted my lips and
stubbly face on his tender round mouth and gave him tongue, all of my hot,
horny, morning man breath hard-ass tongue!

Brock ate it up, see.  He swallowed the damn thing, sucked on it, chewed it
raw, and really, really wanted to give me the same with his, but shit, his
tongue just wasn't up to it!  But so the fuck what?  I licked his nose and
bit it, and Brock giggled, and I grabbed his head and forced it sideways
and tongued his spunky, tasty boy ear until he groaned loud enough to wake
Adam!  He had to be dead in there!

I had to see what he had in his damn pants, okay, so I slid off him and
onto my knees and boldly had his jeans down to his knees in a second --
and, oh my God, the boy was beautiful!  Seven inches long and real thick
and totally straight, pale red and throbbing!  Brock's big, round bulb of a
cock head gushed his pure boy precum, and when he saw the look of lust on
my face he smiled gratefully and lifted his sweet eyebrows suggestively.

I stroked his perfect boy dick lovingly, and he breathed harder and faster
and took my hand in his, it was too much for him, see, so I stopped that
and leaned close and blew on his inflamed smooth as silk nuts before
letting my tongue flick out and torture the boy mercilessly, over and over!
Brock writhed and gripped my head in his small hands and grunted like he
was doing something else nasty!

"Tray, I'm sorry, Tray, I didn't know what it would be like, I can't stand
it, Tray, please!  Please!  Do something, please!  Oh, God!"

And I rubbed my cheek in the massive pool of his clear juice just below his
belly button and licked some of it up and was in Heaven tasting his sweet,
salty stuff going down my throat, and I opened my mouth wide and let it
move down over that boy's unsuspecting cock before I did it, I closed my
mouth and felt him jerk and pulse frantically in my wet, hot embrace.

Sadly, Brock's cherry load of boy spunk filled my mouth in the following
brief seconds, and I swear I never tasted spunk so strong and manly, or
smelled such virile dude seed all through my sinuses!  The boy was a stud,
and I swallowed three times to get all of the main load, then happily
sucked on for several minutes as he unwound and settled and leaked the rest
of his stuff in me.

When I stopped at last, Brock was still hard.  His eyes adored me.  I liked
that part best, I admit, way better than sucking him or tasting his sweet
jiz or any of it.  The happy, relieved, fulfilled eyes of a dude who's
finally shot his virgin wad is totally hot, see!  Then he pulled me up on
top of him and his soft hands pushed down my Boxers, and he tugged more so
I straddled his chest and watched him play with my excited prick.

Brock loved it!  He licked his lips and stared in wonder at what he did to
me but finally had to have more, okay, and he looked pleadingly at me so I
carefully eased it toward his mouth.  That sexy red-lipped hole opened up
for me, and I had to will myself not to blow off right then.  His lips
sucked me into him, his hands pulled at my naked butt cheeks, his fingers
explored innocently up my crack...

And my fingers grabbed his blond curls and held on while I shook and cut
loose my cream in his mouth, and I'll never forget the startled ecstasy on
that sweet kid's face when he felt and tasted my spunk spewing in him.  His
Adam's apple chugged greedily!

That's when Adam stumbled in blearily, buck naked and half-hard, yawning
and rubbing his pretty, washboard belly -- and poor Brock, who never
suspected we weren't alone, see, damn near bit my cock off!  I screamed and
fell off him to the floor, and Brock sat up and tried to cover himself fast
with his hands.  He was blushing!

So Adam lost it and started laughing his ass off, and his dick stood
straight and slapped his stomach.

"Oh, my God, dude, not the damn paperboy!"

I shrugged and blushed and licked my lips, and Adam walked over to Brock
and sat by him and put an arm around the kid and kissed him on the
forehead, and I watched all of it so I know: Brock really dug it all,
especially the funky kiss.  I got up and sat on Brock's other side, and
Adam and me kind of sandwiched the horny 12-year-old between us.

Adam wasn't shy.  He touched Brock's hot kid dick and squeezed his hairless
balls, and I saw Adam's cock jumping for joy!  I got on my knees in front
of Adam as Brock watched me suck my lover, who panted in Brock's ear.  Then
Brock joined me between Adam's legs and licked his hairy nuts so they were
good and wet and moving in and out of Adam's groin.  Going down on that man
cock like I was, I could see it all!

Then I grabbed Brock's short blond hair and switched with him, so he sucked
my lover and I ate Adam's balls!  It was so hot it made all of us come
close to shooting!  Adam pressed his hand over mine on top of Brock's
overheated head, and together we drove the kid faster up and down that
tasty cock of Adam's!

Adam couldn't take it long, he jerked his hips and made nasty sounds in his
throat and shot his morning load in Brock's hungry hole.  I pulled Brock's
head up off that prick so I could take one glob of Adam's thick cream for
myself, and Brock loved seeing me do that!  His eyes went wide, and spunk
and spit dripped from his lips, so I licked all that up, too.

"I want you to butt fuck me, Brock," I said out loud, and he got the most
adorable can-I- can-I gleam in his blue eyes, so I nodded and pushed Adam
out of the way and lay on my back and patted the couch for Brock to slide
up.  As he did so all innocently, see, Adam crawled behind HIM!

"Spit in your hand good and thick and nasty, boy, and work it up my butt
hole, then do the same to your hard dick."  Brock had no trouble with that
part!  "Okay, now hold my legs up, and you know damn well where to put that
hot cock, kid, so do it, nice and easy... AAAAAGGHHHHHH!"

Fucker!  But Brock got a good laugh from it, he thought it was real funny!
Yeah!  Well, I would have, too.  Man!  Anyway, he was a natural born butt
fucker!  The man in that boy took over right off, see, and he humped my ass
like crazy until...

"AAAAGGHHHHHH!" he screamed, and it was my turn to laugh, see!  Ha-ha-ha!
Yeah!  I love the flush of pain on a dude's face his first time taking it
up the ass!  It's so hot, especially from where I lay watching the kid
screw me and my lover behind him cornholing Brock without mercy!

But Brock loved it, I saw his face change from outrage and humiliation to
that fuck-yeah, dude, go for it misty-eyed faggot thing!  We're all the
damn same!  I pulled Brock down to me so we could smooch, and he was
panting and moaning so bad he kind of spit all over me, but that was way
cool!  Then we had trouble connecting, so he stuck his tongue out as far as
it would go, and I stuck mine out, and we dueled, our tongues, see, and our
spit kept going all over my chin and neck and face!

I didn't care.  I closed my eyes and felt Brock shove it to me with his man
dick, trying to breathe with my lover's hot meat really raping his tender
fuck hole, and when Adam blew his big load and his face went bright red and
twisted in violent climax, it sent Brock off in me, and it was like his
thing grew and exploded and nearly made me black out, so I reached under
his sweaty chest and fingered myself over the edge in a few seconds, which
made my butt clamp onto Brock's hard penis, which shuddered in me, and that
made Brock's butt vice close tight on Adam's fresh meat, which spazzed off
more in the kid!

It was wild.  Once we untangled our queer asses, I pointed at the table.

"Damnit, Brock, you wasted a perfectly good cup of coffee!"

They both stared at me like I had to be insane.  Brock was the first to
laugh.  I stood up and bent and hoisted that small boy with a big dick up
over my shoulder, and he pretended to kick and scream as I carried him to
the bedroom, see, but tough.

Besides, Adam was smooching on him the whole way -- and playing with my
butt!  So I had an idea what Adam wanted next when I set the kid on the bed
and tickled his giggling ass like Jay.  Then I lay on top of him and tasted
his mouth again with mine, and he sucked on my erect tongue like a starved
pup!

Adam slid up along Brock's other side and felt the paper boy up good, then
couldn't wait for me to stop kissing on the boy so he just pushed his way
in, his mouth, that is, and my lover's tongue fought with mine for control
of the hot breathless dude below us.  We just slurped and slurped and
slobbered up Brock's face until he lost it again and cracked up, and then
we sucked on his wet teeth!

Brock reached down and squeezed both our riled hard-ons, and he started
stroking us hot and smooth.  Adam and me leaned closer and kissed, wildly
aroused a way we hadn't been lately, and closed our eyes and lost ourselves
in the sexy fucking moment!

"Hey, don't forget me, guys!  I want some more cock, now!"

That could be arranged!  Adam and me got up on our knees, both intending to
feed one big dick to the hungry boy, but shit, we both collided and neither
of us wanted to yield.  So Adam grinned all nasty and we grabbed Brock's
head and gave him two for the price of one!  That dirty little Brock LOVED
it!

I mean, he took our knobs in his eager mouth and wrapped his baby soft
hands around our butts and pulled until we slid further in, maybe halfway.
Adam kissed me again, fierce, like, hell, he drew blood from my lower lip
but I liked it, I sure did, then my man saw the wound he gave me and sucked
my blood into his mouth and tasted it, and then the crazy damn shine in his
eyes scared my ass!

Adam leaned his head down to my chest and went to eating my sensitive
nipples like he did my lip, and it hurt so bad my dick shot off in Brock's
mouth.  He started gagging and sputtering, and Dylan let go of my tit and
forced both of us most of the way back into Brock's amazing mouth!  We
shook and groaned and emptied our loads again and crashed beside him.

"God, kid, you're a fucking sex monster!" Adam breathed in his face
reverently as I started eating his ear out.  I love fresh boy ear!  And
Brock loves getting eaten there!  Adam took the cue and munched on the
other soft ear, and the poor little kid spazzed all over the place, his
whole body twisted and squirmed as he moaned and snorted and made every
damn sound for us!

"Suck his hot 12-year-old dick, Adam, stud!"

Shit, Adam jumped on it!  I rolled Brock on his side, and Adam spit a big
wad in his hand and reached behind Brock to lube his boy butt for me.  Adam
knew exactly what his man wanted!  Fortunately for the kid, he was
delirious gently humping my boyfriend's tight little mouth-butt, I sure
know how hot and talented it is!

So when I poked his obscenely small, tight rim with my oversized cockhead,
Brock didn't know what was coming, he just gave up his ass innocently and
panted, and I fucking took it fast!  I slipped it in slow enough, and when
he grunted in surprise I wrapped my arm over his chest and pulled him to
me, and that's how I penetrated that hot kid's hole all the way to his
untouched prostate!

"Ohhh Godddddd!  Fuck, Tray!  UHHHH!  Oh, God, it's even better than Adam!
Yeah, Tray, do it to me, man, do me, do me!  AHHHHHHHHH!"

I looped one arm between the bed and around his left shoulder and clamped
my hand back onto his right shoulder, and took Adam's beautiful brown head
with my other hand and stuck it up the kid's vice-like searing butthole
fast and dirty while I slammed Adam's head harder and harder over that
succulent boy pole!
 
The boy lost it first.  He went hot all over his body and broke out in a
wild head-to-toe sweat, and I felt that outrageous love hole of his spaz
even tighter around my riled dick, and then Adam started laughing in
unspeakable pleasure as he took the huge, sweet flood of early adolescent
sperm!  Adam laughed, giddy and nasty at the same time, and slurped and
swallowed the satisfying stud load.

And I opened my mouth wide in incredible excitement and bit down over as
much of the back of Brock's wet, spunky neck as I could cover, and he let
his hand slip back to my butt to drive me harder, I couldn't believe it!
He wanted it harder, faster!  So I gave him what he wanted, okay!

"Oh, my God, Tray, man, I can't believe it's so good, man, please fuck my
beginner brains out, please!  I can take it, man, really, don't hold back,
fuck me good and hard, okay, please!"

Adam silenced Brock with his soaking wet mouth and slurped Brock's face and
tongue the way he slurped his hot cock, and I ravaged his rear boy hole
because he said he wanted it, okay, I mean, FUCK!  I screwed his pre-teen
ass raw!  And then when I felt that beautiful warmth down in my loins and
panted hot and nasty through my nose to the kid's wet neck, he knew I was
close and dug his nails in my butt cheek and threw me all the way over the
cliff!

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGG!" I screamed, I mean, screamed like
a fucking total faggot, okay, my throat went hoarse and Adam stopped
kissing Brock and stared in serious alarm, see, and I felt Adam's hand take
my face because he thought I was having a damn heart attack!  I screamed my
faggot brains out...

And shot the biggest, longest, hottest, nastiest, most potent, studly,
ungodly load of my sperm ever unleashed at one time, see!  It was out of
this world wild!  I don't know what got into me, except that putting it to
that sweet, innocent, oversexed, crazed for action and attention,
12-year-old fiend's fiery little boy sex and love hole made me go totally
stark raving, here-I-come-like-it-or-not, sexual animal NUTS!

And when I popped my nuts up Brock's happy ass, he fell back to me and
turned his head to kiss me, and he flicked his tongue in my mouth in pace
with the bullets of come I shot inside him!  The boy loved cock!  And I
getting to be his first time was too much for me, I think, it wasn't even
like with Jay.

When I could breathe again, our bodies were stuck together with the slick
man juices of sweat and spunk and sex musk and all of it, we smelled like
wild men in the jungle must after they've rutted up in the trees or
something, it was so primitive I still grunted, and so did Brock!  So we
stayed that way for a long time, Brock's very young, satisfied form
sandwiched between two very young, shocked to hell men, all of us dazed and
glowing at the beautiful love making.

My cock still twitched, buried in the boy's relaxed, broken-in butt.  I was
aware of Adam snoring softly, then Brock's gentle, boyish sleep breath, and
my always awake penis inside him, and my own wiped out, sleepy brain
shutting down, slow, easy, happy -- ahh.