Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2004 14:12:00 -0400 From: joseph green Subject: bright sun on hot flesh / part 2 Terry found himself an island unto him self. His father had just ben indicted for embezzlement of government money and his mother was named as co-conspirator. They were both considered flight risks. Terry was the middle of three kids, who were about to be separated, until a permanent home could be found. He had only one talent, and it hung between his legs. He not only had a big dick but had the biggest dick in the eighth grade. He was desperately proud of his talent and shared it every chance he got. At church camp while other boys scurried back and forth to the bath house and made sure no girls were looking, he walked slowly with his towel dragging the sidewwalk that criss-crossed the compound. Once inside his bunk house he would sit on someone else's bunk and talk about girls until he got hard and then, and only then, got on some underwear. But his talent was not going to help him now. Right now he ws sitting in the fount seat of a white crown victoria station wagon from the mid 90's, bumping down the longest drive way he had ever seen. The social worker behind the wheel was the dikest woman he had ever seen. She didn't really seem to care what happened to Terry. He felt so stranded. After the 2000th bump in the road, they arrived at a large house. It was a sprawling range with two satellites and a pool. The social worker led Terry to a man sitting on a chair by the above ground pool, who then directed them to the bunkhouse. Terry noticed the place was crawling with boys. They were all wel tanned and in swim shorts that came down to their knees. Most were in the pool. Some were in the treehouse, and others were riding bikes in a circle. The woman only stayed long enough to get Terry settled in to a room and get him acquainted to his surroundings. He got a room with an extra bunk, with the mattress rolled back and a dresser with four drawers. She pointed to the two towels on top and said, "These two are yours." She then walked him back out to the pool and introduced Terry to a man in a wicker chiar with a dark tan, a hawiian shirt and matching shorts and a pair of flip flops. The man shook his hand and was introduced to the boy, "Terry Floyd, this is Papa Jack. He will be taking care of you until things get back to normal for you. Now that could be a while, so make friends." The social worker then made her exit, leaving Terry behind. As she drove away, a bell toned and Papa Jack held up a finger and said, "wait for it". Terry looked around at a mass of boys all silently looking up to the treehouse. Nearly all the boys were younger than he was and were of every color and shape. He did spot one darker boy sitting on the far edge of the pool that looked to be his age. He was not looking at the treehouse, but directly at Terry. In a few seconds another bell rang but his one was louder and lower. Papa Jack did not move, he just yelled to the treehouse, "Do we have visual confirmation?" A small naked boy stood out to the edge of the treehouse roof with a telescope in this hand. He shouted in a high girlish voice, "We have visual! All clear!" with that, the two boys sitting on the pool deck in front of Terry, shucked off their shorts and slapped them on the deck. They were now butt naked, and placed their hands on each others dicks and started to kiss. Right in front of Terry, at eye level, not two feet from his face he was watching two under developed boys giving each other hand jobs. All Terry could do is stare. He felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Papa Jack. He was naked too, very hairy, and hard. He said to Terry, "Well now you know why all the boys want to come here. Your social worker tells me you have a dick as big as Joe's". With that he motions to the darker boy across the pool. He stands and slowly pulls his shorts down. Terry was in shock. He was so shocked that he did not feel Papa Jack pull his t-shirt off of his head and unbutton his jeans as he said, "We need to get you oiled up. We don't want your ass getting sun burnt on the first day!" In a flash Joe, the darker boy that had been looking at Terry, was at Papa Jack's side taking the bottle of sun block and saying, "I'll do him Papa. You can watch." Terry glanced around at the orgy going on around him. From his vantage point the could see sucking and fucking as well as licking and kissing. One boy of about 12 had a very, very young boy with a shaved head and a large birth mark on his face on the swing set, fucking him at top speed and yelling at him to tightme up. Terry now had his shorts and underwear down around his shoes and had not blinked. He did not fully realize what was happening until he felt Joe's oiled hand on his now hard dick. He knew then, what was about to happen. As he came back to reality, he noticed five boys just circled around watchng him being jacked off by Joe. bright sun on hot flesh Chapter Two Terry closed his eyes as Joe kept stroking him. His mind was all cluttered with questions, but he wasn't going to let them get in the way right now. It didn't even bother him that the five boys were standing there watching him. Papa Jack watched on too, but then made a comment. "Don't just stand there boys, help Joe out!" With that, they started trying to find parts of Terry's body that they could grope or kiss, or even fuck. Hands and lips were all over Terry. He moaned softly as they found all of his sensitive spots. Papa Jack looked on, while another boy of about 16, dropped to his knees and gave Papa Jack a blow job. All across the range, you could see boys engaging in some type of sexual act. Joe continued to jack off Terry for quite some time, until he couldn't stand it much longer. Joe put his mouth on Terry's fully hard cock, and started sucking wildly. That was all it took for Terry to moan louder, and start rocking his hips to help out. One boy bent down behind Terry and began spreading his ass to lick at his pucker. Terry qivered all throughout his body, his legs shaking. Other boys were sucking Terry's nipples, and licking his earlobes. It was all Terry could do to keep from cuming right away. So, he just gave in, and shot his wad inside Joe's mouth with no holding back. Joe sucked him dry. Afterwards, the surrounding boys hugged Terry in a most affectionate way. "Alright boys, let's get ready for supper! Everyone go shower up, and meet in the main dinning hall!" ordered Papa Jack. "And don't be too long boys! I know how you like to have fun in the showers, so make it quick! Joe grabbed Terry's hand to show him where the showers were. A horn was sounded, and there were boys from all over the range, that were heading towards the bunkhouse. "So, whatcha here for?" asked Joe. "My folks were put in prison." responded Terry in a guilty voice, like he was the cause of it. " It's okay, we are all here because of some misfortune." comforted Joe. Finally the two boys arrived at the huge bunkhouse, and then into the vast shower room. Never had Terry seen so many boys in one room naked! His eyes tried to take in all of the beautiful bodies, but couldn't digest it all. It was at this time that he also noticed that the boys were not just showering. They were sucking and fucking and washing each other. Joe looked at his new found friend. "You ready to shower up? There is a spot for us right over there." pointing to a vacant shower head. "Uh, I guess." They walked over and found the body wash in a bottle, turned the water on, and Joe began lathering Terry up. Terry put some soap in his hand too, and started rubbing on Joe. This was more than Terry could ever imagine. He knelt down to lather up Joe's legs, and found that Joe was hard as a rock! Terry felt that he owed Joe a favor, after what Joe did to him, so he started sucking Joe and rubbing his ass with soap that was left in his hands. Joe put shampoo on Terry's head, and lathered it up while pushing gently on Terry's head to set the pace on how fast Terry should suck him. "This boy is hot!" thought Joe. He closed his eyes and let the feelings just flow. It wasn't long and he was pushing hard into Terry's face, with his balls pulled up to his cock. He then gave a pleasent "Unnnngh!" and that was all she wrote. He shot his wads into the warm mouth of Terry's. Since standing on cerermony wasn't a nescessity, the boys didn't wear much in the way of clothing. But they were required to wear shorts at the dinner table. Servers were standing ready as the boys sat down at the long row of tables and benches. Terry noticed that with all of the food already on the table, and all of the boys there, that it looked like pilgrims at Thanksgiving. A silence came over the crowded room, as Papa Jack stood up and bowed his head in prayer. "Father we thank thee for your kindness, and thank you for your understanding. Thank you for allowing us to take in these boys, and helping them. Thanks also for the food. We thank you Lord for all things. Amen" The room followed with a unison "Amen!" The servers then went around and started serving soup and bread to go along with the other fine food. "Do you guys eat this good all of the time?" asked Terry. "We sure do! They treat us well here!" replied Joe. The rest of the meal was basically devoid of conversation for the two boys, as Terry really was hungry and didn't have time for idle chat. After the meal, the boys were required to wash their own dinnerware. The sun was going down, and the warm glow on the horizon was a beautiful site to see. There was a changing of the guards in the treehouse lookout. Boys were scattered about just laying around together watching the sun set. Papa Jack was on the front porch of his big house where a volunteer handed him a tall cool drink, which had some sort of liquor in it, from the satisfying look on his face. He looked across the surrounding area at all of the boys, and smiled to himself. Joe and Terry were fast becoming friends. They got up on the deck of the pool. They were the only ones there. With their feet dangling in the water, and facing the sunset, Joe looked over at Terry as the orange glow hit his face. Terry's eyes glistened in the sunlight. His face was so soft looking in the warmth of the light. With no shirt on, Joe went on to look at Terry's body as well. Very nicely proportioned. Small nipples, and a chest that was showing some signs of muscle definement. Joe's eyes followed the body down to the stomach. It too was showing some defined muscles, but still soft overall. Joe liked what he saw. Terry got the feeling that he was being watched, so he turned and looked at Joe. When their eyes met, Terry's heart jumped. What was he thinking? He actually leaned in and went for a kiss on Joe's lips. Joe leaned in on his hands on the pool deck, and recieved the kiss. They scooted in closer, and embraced each other, pulling their bodies closer with their arms. Their heads turned to better get a good position, and their lips parted and tongues mingled. Joe got the idea to lean to the left, and he pulled Terry over making the both of them fall into the pool. They splashed about trying to surface up. They finally came to the top of the water facing each other, and began kissing again. Joe reached down and felt Terry's groin. It was hard again. He started strokin to see if Terry was ready again, but Terry playfully pushed Joe away and started swimming in the pool away from Joe. With his ass in the air, Terry dove down to the bottom of the pool and shot up and over the top of the water, like a dolphin jumping with just as much grace. Joe watched for a moment, then dove down to meet Terry under water. The two of them started groping each other, and just floating free under the water, until they had to come up for air. "You are really going to like it here." Joe said in a comforting voice. "Yeah, I think I will. But I have a bunk room by myself. I will be alone for the most part." responded Terry. "No you won't, I am going to ask Papa Jack to let me change rooms." said Joe. " I think he would want someone to stay with you, so you can get adjusted." With that, Joe got up out of the pool and ran towards the big house, naked, and started explaining what he wanted to do. Within minutes, Joe was running back to the pool, beaming. "He said it was okay!" Terry yelled with delight, and proceeded to get out of the pool. Both boys grabbed their shorts, and went to the bunk house. The bunk house was set up where the rooms allowed for four boys to sleep in one room. Intimate, yet still with four boys, not private enough. Joe and Terry would have one of the many rooms where it would be just the two of them. Terry had went to Joe's old room to help him carry his stuff to his new living quarters. Once the boys both got settled in, they sat on the bottom bunk and just talked about regular things to get to know one another. "Joe, how did Papa Jack get this place? What made him take in boys like this?" Terry asked. "Well, I'm not sure how he got the place, he has had it for years. But as for why he takes in boys, well you can see foryourself that he loves boys." answered Joe. "Is he perverted?" enquired Terry. "He just loves boys. As for being perverted, well. I'm not sure what I can tell you. I did find something the other night that is scary, and I don't know who it belongs to." said Joe. "Can you show me?" Terry asked eagerly. "Later. We have to wait for lights out. Joseph ran his hand over Terry's shoulder. The skin was very smooth to the touch. He looked at Terry, and Terry looked towards Joseph. It was as if they could read each other's mind. Immediately they started kissing again. Their arms were embracing and running up and down each other's bodies. Joe dropped down to the floor and faced Terry's crotch. Terry was already hard. Joe started licking Terry's cut cock. He played with the head of the cock, with his tongue. Terry moaned with pleasure. Then Joe went all the way down to the pube region. Very light on the hairs, soft, but nice. Just as Joe was getting a good suck going, the "lights out" call was made, and then the lights went out in all of the rooms. The boys were in total darkness. All you could hear was the slurping of Joe's mouth on Terry's nice cock. It wasn't long before Terry came with a grunt. Even in the dark, Terry could feel that Joe was smiling for his job well done. "You want me to do you now?" Terry whispered. "Naw, let's go look at the secret I was telling you about. You can do me later." instructed Joe. Joe fumbled around in one of his dresser drawers, and found a small flashlight. The boys there at the range, were allowed flashilights so they could find their way to the bathroom at night. The dim light allowed the boys to see their way out of the building. It was a long walk through the woods, in a path that had been seldom used. Terry was somewhat scared, and Joe knew that, so he held Terry close to him, kissed him on the cheek and said it would be okay. That was little comfort to Terry when the two boys approached an abandoned looking building. Joe led Terry to a hidden opening in the wall. Terry noticed that the room they had just entered had a medical smell. He couldn't quite figure it out. "What is this place?" he asked. "Don't know, but it sure is freaky. That's all I can say." replied Joe. Now Terry was even more nervous. Then it hit him. The smell was that of formaldahyde. He knew that from school where they kept frogs in a jar for sience projects. Joe moved the flashlight up and down exposing many metal framed shelving units. Jars upon jars were on the shelves. Terry could not make out what was in the jars, but he knew there was something in them. He turned around with his back to Joe as they moved in to the isle of the shelving units. "Here, check this out!" said Joe. Terry turned around just to get a good look in the jar, then CRASH! one of the jars hit the floor. That was their cue to leave now. Hearts were racing as the beam of light from the flashlight was bouncing up and down. Terry and Joe ran hard, until they were back at the bunk house. All they could hear were the sounds of heavy breathing and the pounding of their hearts. When they had settled down a bit, Joe grabbed Terry's hand and escorted him back to their room. Once inside, the boys sat down on the bottom bunk. "Was that what I thought it was?" asked Terry. "What? You mean back at that building?" "Yeah!" "Well, I'm not sure. That was the first time that I had come across a jar like that." replied Joe. Under the flashlight, Terry looked scared. Joe put his arm around Terry, and hugged him tightly. "You can stay here on the bottom bunk with me if you like." "Thanks." was Terry's reply. Joe turned out the flashlight, and the two boys laid down together, in a spoon position, with Joe behind Terry, and his arms around his new friend. Joe fell fast asleep, while Terry lay awake for what would seem like hours. The image of what Terry saw kept racing through his mind.