Date: Tue, 2 Aug 2005 20:07:21 -0700 From: Jason Newbell Subject: Danny & Michael, Roadtrip: Part IV Here is the fourth of nine parts. I hope you are enjoying the story so far, and remember, I will be writing a third story (less "kinky" than this one), taking place between the first two, so send in your ideas because I'm letting the readers shape this next one. This story contains sexual acts between minor boys. If you do not wish to view, are not of proper age, or it is illegal in you area of jurisdiction, please leave now. If not enjoy! I should mention that this is an original work by myself and you CANNOT copy or use any part of this story without my permission. Please send your comments to: jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com. I love to hear ideas/suggestions/reactions. Chapter Four: Sam and Corey, Part I I awoke to find Michael's head right next to mine, his eyes closed while angelically breathing. I stayed still, not wanting to disturb anything, our warm bodies pressed together in the sleeping bag. I could hear my parents rustling around in the RV, so we'd have to get up soon and have breakfast. I reached my hands out from under the sleeping bag and gently stroked his soft hair. His eyes slowly opened. "Good morning," I said. "We should get dressed and go in before my parents come and check on us." A sleepy Michael moaned and then had a concerned look while he searched the bottom of the sleeping bag for his boxers. He found them and we both put them on, along with a tee-shirt, before climbing out of the tent and walking towards the RV. "Hey boys," my dad said. "That boy ever stop by last night?" "Nope," Michael said sadly. "Did he have black hair and light skin?" my mom asked. From there we discovered about him coming, but leaving. Breakfast was just cereal and donuts, but it was good enough. Michael and I were both still pretty tired, and ready to get on the road and to Los Angeles. "It's going to be a long drive today boys," my dad warned us. "Maybe eight hours or so, that's why it's important we get on the road as soon as possible." "Whatever," I said, "we'll probably just nap." After taking down the tent and packing it up, we were ready to go. I thought about trying to find Jake and saying bye, but it was such a huge campground and I didn't know what space he was in. We rolled out of site 56A at almost exactly 9 a.m. and headed south, taking a highway east to hook onto I-5. Soon we were rolling quickly toward Los Angeles. Michael and I went to our respective bunks and slept a majority of the way. We need to save energy for tonight... whether it be alone or with somebody else. We arrived in Los Angeles (well, Anaheim actually), at about 5:30 pm. We were all starved because lunch only consisted of sandwiches out of the cooler, so we went out to eat at a restaurant only a few blocks away from the hotel. In fact, we could see the Matterhorn mountain in Disneyland from our hotel. Michael and I couldn't wait, chatting non-stop about prior experiences there through dinner. While my parents were reviewing the check, I noticed Michael had a boner; a definite shaft ran down his left pant leg. I reached over and casually ran my finger down it. "Tell it to wait until later tonight," I whispered in his ear. "I'll try," Michael said, grinning slyly. We returned to the hotel just after seven. It was still bright and warm outside, a perfect time to head to the pool. "Can we go swimming?" I asked eagerly. "Sure, just make sure there's another adult there," my mom said. "I think I saw the pool when we came back, it was pretty busy." "Thanks!" Michael and I chanted, racing toward our suitcases. My mom went into their bedroom with my dad, and Michael and I stripped naked and changed. We both eagerly looked at each other, but knew we couldn't get horny before even getting in the pool. Our hotel room consisted of a bedroom, where my parents would sleep, a bathroom, and a living room, complete with fold-out couch and TV. "Hopefully the couch doesn't creak or anything," Michael said concerned. I looked at him confused. "For tonight," he said. "Ohhhh," I laughed. "Yeah, hopefully not." Michael and I grabbed our towels and shouted, "Be back later," before racing out the door. Down to the pool we went, which had about fifteen kids playing in it. There were a good number adults supervising, but only one swimming. "Well, what's our plan?" Michael asked, surveying the kids. "Let's go in the hot tub and scope it out," I suggested, pointing toward the empty pool of water. The adults would probably invade it around nine o'clock. Michael and I headed toward the hot tub and turned the bubbles on lightly. Luckily there were two jets right next to each other facing the pool, so Michael and I were able to latch to them and be close together. We didn't want to blow our load, only stimulate it, so we were careful about overusing the jet. A cool breeze kept the scouting location from being too hot. "He's cute," Michael said, pointing to a blonde haired kid. "Yeah," I replied, "but he only looks about nine or something." "Guess you're right. We should shoot for our own age." "What about that one?" I asked Michael, pointing to a handsome brown haired boy. "Seems pretty involved playing with his sister, probably would be barking up the wrong tree." Just then, a boy approached us and slipped into the hot tub. We turned to face him. He looked about twelve or so, brown hair and brown eyes, with a little chub on him. Michael and I both peeled ourselves from the jets casually and faced him. "Knocking your rocks off eh?" the kid asked. "Yeah," Michael grinned. "Who doesn't?" "Nobody," the boy laughed. "The jets are nice once in a while, but nothing beats a good old wanking." "A blowjob does," Michael retorted with a huge smile on his face. "Oh yeah," the boy laughed, "I guess it does." "You ever had one?" Michael asked curiously. I was just sitting there listening intently to Michael work. "No," the boy hesitated. "I have... lots of times," Michael said plainly. "They are awesome." "Well, I guess I have a couple of times," the kid admitted. "Who gave it to you?" Michael grilled. "Uhh, nobody really," the kid said, seemingly embarrassed. "Will you tell me if I tell you who give me mine?" Michael asked. "I guess," he said. Michael slapped his arm around me. "My boy Danny here!" Michael exclaimed. I smiled at him and said `hey.' "So who gave you yours?" Michael continued. "Well, it was my brother," he said, not making eye contact with us. "Is he here?" I asked, finally getting into the action. "Yeah," the boy said pointing at a lounge chair. "Do you guys fool around often?" I asked. "Somewhat. He caught me jacking off one time and was interested, so now we mostly just whack each other off cause it feels better when someone else does it." "Danny and me fool around just about every chance we get," Michael said. "So what's your name?" "Sam," he said. "My brother's name is Corey, he's ten, I'm fourteen." "You're fourteen?" Michael asked, surprised. "Yeah, I'm a late bloomer," Sam grinned. "How old are you guys?" "Both twelve," I said. "He's Michael, I'm Danny." "Cool. How long you guys gonna be here?" asked Sam, his deep brown eyes were hypnotizing. "Two nights," Michael said. "Sweet, me too!" Sam exclaimed. "Well, actually, I was here last night too. We went to Disneyland yesterday and are going tomorrow, then Universal the day after that." "Get out," Michael said. "We're on the same schedule. Maybe we can go together." "Sweet," Sam grinned. "Come meet my brother." We got out of the hot tub and met his brother. He was equally as cute, brown hair, brown eyes; a replica of Sam except skinnier and younger. When he stood up though he was only a few inches shorter than Sam, who was about my height. "Danny and I were planning to do some stuff later on, you want to join us?" Michael asked. "What kind of stuff?" Sam asked. I think he knew. "Finish what we didn't in the hot tub," Michael said. It didn't seem too weird that asked Sam this, we had bonded and he seemed pretty open. "Yeah, lemme ask my brother," Sam said, turning to find his brother had jumped into the pool. Michael and I looked at each other and our eyes lit up. Could it be? Sam pulled his brother to the side and whispered some stuff in his ear, and he brother shook his head eagerly. Sam walked back toward us. "Well my brother and I have our own room, since my mom and dad like their privacy, you know, hubba hubba," Sam said, "and I asked my brother and he doesn't mind you guys coming over later. I mentioned jacking off and he seemed eager, so it's cool." "Sweet," Michael said. "We'll be over around nine or so? Anything we should bring?" "Yeah, nine is good," Sam said. "Just whatever you guys need, we have lotion and stuff." Oh my, this kid knew his lubricants. "Alright," Michael said. "We'll go convince Danny's parents then be there around nine." "Sounds good. We're room 242." With that, Michael and I were off, elated and on top of the world. "Dude, how did you do that?!?" I exclaimed. "What can I say?" Michael grinned. "I'm good." "Damn straight you are," I said, slapping him on his nicely formed ass. Into the hotel room we went. "Now step back and watch me work my thing," I said, walking to my mom and dad in their room. "How was the pool?" my dad asked, brushing his teeth. "Good," I said. "We met a really cool kid, and he and his brother have their own room." "Lucky them," my mom commented. "Anyways, they invited us over at nine to watch some movies they have. Can we go?" "Sure," my mom said, looking at my dad to verify. "Just be home by eleven, we need to get moving early again tomorrow." "Eleven?!?" I whined. "Yup, no later," my mom said. "What room are they just in case?" "Two forty two," Michael blurted. I smiled at him, punching him lightly in the shoulder. "Okay, well you boys have a good time," my mom said. We looked at the clock, it was eight thirty. We would only have two hours if we went at nine. "Should we just go over early?" I asked. "Would he care?" "Probably not. He's most likely anxious like us." We walked down the hall to room 242 and knocked lightly. A woman opened the door. "Oh hey guys," she said warmly. "You must be the friends they are talking about. Have a good time, just be quiet." "Thanks!" we said as she left. Sam approached the door. "You guys are early." "Yeah, we only have to eleven," Michael said. I could tell he had a whole lot of things that he wanted to do in his mind. "Damn," Sam said, opening the door. Corey was sitting on the bed. The room was a basic, small one with only a queen bed, TV, chair, and bathroom. We entered and joined Corey on the bed. "Sooooo," Sam said, an awkward silence ensuing. "Well, I'm gonna bust the ice," Michael said, peeling off his clothes, and finally his boxers. Out flopped his cock, erect and ready for action. We all kind of just stared. "Somebody join me!" Michael pleaded. I complied, taking off my clothes and allowing my boner to flop out. Now it was their turn. "Nice cocks guys," Sam said, looking eagerly at them. "Mine is about the same, and I'm fourteen." Slowly he slid off his clothes, coming down to his boxers. I couldn't wait to see what rested under that plaid cloth, and slowly they came off. Out popped his dick, only about four inches long, cut, and pretty fat. It was the same length as Michael's but wider. His patch of pubic hair was slightly larger than Michael's, and his balls also comparable in size. "Damn," Michael said, eyes riveted to his penis. "Nice package." We all turned to Corey, and I think he was slightly embarrassed being the youngest. "It's okay," I said. "Our friend Marcus is young like you, it's nothing to be ashamed of." He smiled timidly and slipped his clothes off. Out popped his dick, soft and cut, about a half inch long, pressed tight to his body along with his balls. He was smooth and hairless all over. Both these kids were hot, and both of them would provide something different. "Looks just like I did at that age," Sam said, a grin on his face. Corey smiled, reassured by his brother's comments. "So just want to jack off first? Or blowjobs?" Michael asked outright. Sam rolled his erect cock around and around. He was getting hornier by the minute. "Let's try blowjobs, I've never really had a full one," he said. "Alright, Michael, you get Sam, I'll get Corey. Let's treat them first since they invited us in," I suggested. We instructed Sam and Corey to lie down on the bed, and they obliged. There they were, side by side, Michael and I hovering over them. "Ready?" Michael asked. "Yup," Sam said, closing his eyes. "Mmm hmm," Corey hummed. Down Michael went, taking Sam's cock in his mouth. "Damn it's big," he mumbled with it halfway down his throat. I turned toward Corey, who looked scared. "Ever had this before?" I asked. "Yeah my brother did it before," he said. "It's just weird doing this with someone else." "If you don't want to—" "No, I do," he said. "Go ahead." I lowered my head to his crotch. It was beautifully formed, and smaller in comparison to Marcus. I gave his penis a quick few strokes and it was soon fully erect. His head wasn't much of a different color as the rest of his shaft; I guess that came with maturity. I took my first stroke and he jumped high into the air. "You okay?" I laughed. "Yeah, sorry," he grinned. I went back down, and he shivered a couple more times when I stroked until he got used to it. Pretty soon I was going at a good speed, and I looked toward Michael. He had a rhythm going as well, his eyes closed, concentrating on giving Sam the best he could. With his other hand, he played with Sam's balls, much like he did with me. I reached and grabbed Corey's balls and added those into the mix. He adjusted himself so they hung more freely and I could get to them easier. Damn, they were smooth. I forgot how smooth everything was at that age, it felt like silk. I continued to suck, Corey now closing his eyes and biting his lip. Sam had his mouth wide open and was moaning softly. I think we was about to blow, because Michael was moving more rapidly on him. Within a few seconds, I could see Sam convulse and burst into Michael's mouth. He screamed loudly, in obvious ecstasy. He had five violent thrusts and then numerous shivers after that. Michael slowly retracted his mouth, licking around his lips. "Damn Sam," he remarked, "I almost chocked on all that cum. That was like eight huge shots." "That's the biggest orgasm I've ever had," Sam sighed. "Glad I was there to give it to you," Michael said, turning his attention towards me. "How's it going?" "Almost," I said. I continued to pump and I could feel Corey start to seize up. He moaned and then BAM, he jumped into the air time and time again, his dry orgasm going off in my mouth. After about twenty seconds, he was done, and I let his rapidly shrinking cock out of my mouth. It receded back towards his body and he slowly raised his head. "That was awesome," Corey remarked, gazing at his crotch in amazement. "Before when we did blow jobs, we didn't go all the way," Sam explained. "This is the first time we've actually came in somebody's mouth." "Ah," I said. "Well..." "Your guys turn," Sam said. "Lay down." I turned to Michael while lying down and asked him how it was. "His cock is huge, but it tastes soooo good, and his cum is really thick and there's so freaking much of it, its unbelievable," Michael replied, almost in awe. "I guess that's because he's fourteen eh?" I said, laying down and spreading my legs a little. "Should be just stick with the same partners?" asked Sam, scratching his pubic hair. "Sure," Michael said, "and then tomorrow we'll just trade partners." "Sounds good," Sam said, getting ready to suck. It was also casually established that we'd be doing this again tomorrow. Michael was going to get major props in bed tonight. "Have you ever sucked before?" I asked Corey, as Sam started down on Michael's cock. "Yeah, my brother," Corey replied in his soft, boyish voice. "Guess you can handle my size of dick," I said, laying back. I shut my eyes and within a few seconds, Corey was sucking my cock. I could feel the warmth and wetness of his small mouth, as he was able to only get the first two inches into his mouth. "It's okay," I said. "Just work the head, that's the part that matters." Up and down he went, doing his best to get his teeth out of the way. I had to admit, for only ten years old and hardly any prior experience, he doing pretty good. Not at the level of Michael, but he certainly got the job done. He seemed to understand that the head was the most sensitive part, and he worked it lightly, making sure I didn't cum too soon. He let go of my cock and started to suck my balls one by one, rolling them around in his mouth and sucking on them. It felt great, and I was enjoying every minute of it. He moved back to my cock as I heard Michael scream and moan as he blew his load. Corey continued to work my head, and it was nearing ejaculation. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I managed to get out. "Or tell you when I'm gonna blow?" "Tell me," Corey said, "but I'll keep sucking. I just don't want it to go down my lungs or something." "Aight," I said, preparing to burst. It was only a matter of seconds. His tongue swirled around and around my head, massaging and stimulating it. Finally, it had had enough, and I could feel my orgasm well up deep in my testicles. "I'm commmmming" I yelled, and started to thrust into his mouth. I think I counted four shots of liquid, and numerous other shivers and tremors. I fell back against the bed, relaxed and completely content. Corey got up and headed towards the bathroom. "Did I do something?" I asked, sitting up and slightly concerned. "Naw," Sam replied. "He doesn't like the taste." "Oh," I said, relieved. Corey came back into the room, flashing me a quick grin as he sat down. "Thanks Corey," I said, patting him on the shoulder. "No problem," he said. "You only have a few hairs, when I suck my brother it always tickles me." "Yeah, you get used to it and start to like it," I said, smiling at Michael. "How was yours Michael?" "Good," he said. "Sam here is quite good at the fine art of blow jobs." We all laughed. I looked at the clock. "It's almost ten, we have time for something else," I commented. "You guys ever fuck?" Michael inquired. "Up the butt?" Sam responded. "Yeah." "Uh, no," came an unsure response. "Know what it is?" "Yeah, I've thought about it before." "Want to?" "I don't know... maybe." "Me and Danny do it all the time," Michael said, trying to convince him. "It's even way better than blowjobs. The people who got blown first can go first since they're ready to blow their load again." Sam's dick started to rise, and I could tell he was curious. By this time, Michael already had a full blown boner again. Sam turned towards Corey, "You want to try it?" "Stick our dicks up each other's butts?" Corey said, slightly confused. "Whatever, you decide Sam." "It's so great, I'm not kidding," Michael said. "It sounds weird at first, I know it was when Danny and I started, but it's really the best you'll ever feel." "Alright, let's do it," Sam said, now fully erect. "To tell you the truth, I've wanted to do this before but never got the balls to ask." "Sweet," Michael grinned. "You fuck me first, and I guess Corey will fuck Danny." I looked at Corey. "Ready?" "I don't know what to do," he said. "Let's watch your brother and Michael start doing it so you can catch on," I suggested, as we turned toward them. Sam had run to the bathroom to get the lotion sample while Michael lay down on his back and brought his legs to his chest. Sam returned with the lotion bottle, and Corey looked at me confused. "You have to grease up their butthole and your dick so it slides in and out easier," I explained. "It doesn't work too well without it." "Oh," Corey said, intent on the bottle of lotion. Sam opened it up and poured some onto his hand, and spread it all around his cute erect cock. Next he dabbed some on his finger and slowly spread it around Michael's butthole. He didn't elongate the process or massage Michael's crack in the process like I would, but he got the job done well enough. "Ready?" he asked Michael, giggling a little. "Go," Michael said, closing his eyes and waiting to be fucked. In slipped Sam's cock and I could see his body jump with pleasure. "Damn," Michael groaned. "Your cock is huge." It was by far the widest cock he had yet to have in his ass, and probably the longest as well. Michael grimaced a little bit and I knew it would take his ass a minute or two to adjust to a dick the size of Sam's. Sam meanwhile was pumping in and out like a demon, moaning softly, his hips thrusting into the hot, young body of Michael. "Got it?" I asked, turning toward Corey. "I think so," he said. "Go ahead and lie down." I obliged, spreading my legs and revealing my clean asshole to Corey. He looked at it for a minute, then grabbed the bottle of lotion and lathered up his small cock, now fully erect. I then felt his little finger swirl lightly around my hole, lubricating it as well. "Can I go in?" Corey asked. "Of course," I said, keeping my eyes open. I wanted to see his reaction. In went his dick with no resistance. It was much smaller than Marcus', so it was no trouble at all going in. His face lit up and he closed his eyes. I could tell he was enjoying the feeling. After twenty seconds or so of just sitting there, he began to pump. In and out he went, his dick not long enough to graze my prostrate, but still able to send waves of pleasure down me. I moaned a little to let him know he was doing a good job. His well formed little body went up and down on top of me, his dime sized nipples becoming erect. I reached down and grabbed his ass, which was nice and tight, and help him thrust himself into me. It wouldn't be long, I could tell. "Fuuuuuuuckkkkk," Sam half-moaned, half-screamed as he came into Michael. I looked over at him, still going in and out of Michael, who was groaning loudly. Pretty soon they came to a stop and I could feel Corey's dick slightly expand in my butt as he was ready to blow. I gave his hips an extra shove and BAM, he exploded into me full force. Up and down he went, his cock sliding rapidly up and down my bowels as he had his orgasm. Slowly he came to a stop and I could feel his dick soften inside of me before my bowels forced him out. Corey's fuck was a different one, not quite as pleasurable for me since he was so young, but still great in its own regard. He fell back against the bed and took deep breaths. Both Michael and I sat up, looking at each other smiling. Sam and Corey both rose, and looked at us. "That was fucking awesome," Sam said, in a near state of disbelief. "That felt great!" "How about you Corey?" I asked. "It was good," he said. Sam looked down at his dick, which had a few streaks of poop towards the top. "Ewwwww," he said. "Better wash it off." "Yeah," Michael said, "It's no biggie really." Corey's cock didn't have any poop on it, but he decided to go to the bathroom and wash it off anyways. I turned towards Michael. "How was it?" I asked him. "Unbelievable," Michael said. "At first it hurt a little because his cock is so big, but then it turned into the most intense feeling... it was hitting every pleasure spot in my butt I swear." "Corey was good too," I said, "but nothing like a bigger cock. I can't wait for my turn though, he will be really tight." "Don't stretch it out too much," Michael said jokingly. "It's gotta be tight for me tomorrow." Sam and Corey came back in, freshly washed. "Alright guys, our turn," Michael grinned. They lay down on the bed and assumed the same positions we had. "You can go first," I said, handing the bottle of lotion to Michael. He thanked me and then started to lube up. I looked longingly at his dick, wanting ever so much to pleasure it and swallow his juices. I'm sure I'd get plenty more of that on this trip though, and we had a wonderful opportunity with two boys right now. Once Michael's dick was greased up, he lathered up Sam's hole, giving it his usual massage treatment. Sam moaned in delight. "That feels good," he whined softly. Michael stopped massaging and moved into place. "Pull your legs back farther," Michael instructed, and Sam obliged. I could see his boyrose literally open up and he moved his legs toward his chest. Michael moved his dick to the lips of Sam's ass and pushed in. In his dick went, smoothly and quickly. I could see Sam tense up but relax quickly and start to adjust. "Ever been fucked before?" Michael asked, slowly pumping in and out. "No," Sam managed to reply. "I've put pens and... ohh... stuff up there before, nothing this big though. Feels good in a way." With that I turned to Corey, who was looking slightly worrisome at my erect dick. "It's huge," he said. "Yeah," I replied, trying to reassure him, "but I'll stretch your butthole out before I go in. My friend Marcus is about your size and it felt weird at first for him, but now he loves it." "Really?" Corey asked, eyes lighting up. "Yup," I said. "Lay down like your brother is." Corey obliged, laying down on his back and bringing his legs to his chest. Up opened his boyrose, clean and tight. It didn't differentiate in color like Michael's did, and I could tell it was much, much tighter. Even tighter than Marcus was at first. I lubed up my finger with the lotion. "I'm gonna stretch it out a little now, just like you stretch before playing sports," I explained. Corey nodded, and that was my go ahead to enter. My index finger slipped in, and by the resistance and pressure that was applied to it once in, I knew it would be one hell of a tight asshole. My job was to not only working it so my cock would actually fit, but make it less painful on his side. With the moans and sighs of Michael and Sam in the background, I started to swirl my finger around. His bowels were smooth and clean. I located his prostrate and gave it a few rubs. He jumped a little and moaned, hopefully aware of the pleasure that could ensue. After a minute or two, I managed to ram another finger in. Now things were really tight and I could see his hole strain. I moved in circles, massaging it outward, trying my best to loosen things up. After and minute or two of that, with Corey's boner jumping at times in delight, I retracted my finger. Corey's hole quickly shut, and I wanted so much to stick my nose down there and take a whiff. I knew I couldn't though, that might scare the kid a little; having a twelve year old boy whiff his butthole. Then again he was letting me fuck him. I lathered up my cock, making sure it was extra lubricated. Corey raised his head, looking at me intently whilst doing this, much like he had done at the beginning of his blow job. "Okay, ready?" I asked. "Yeah," he nodded. "Press out like you're taking a crap," I instructed. "That will help my dick slip in easier. It might hurt at first, but you'll get used to it pretty quick and it will feel good." I saw his little wrinkled hole move and I knew he was ready. I pushed his legs extra far back and leaned my cock into his hole. It didn't want to go in, bending but not penetrating. "Push out harder," I told him, and then my cock popped into his ass. Not a smooth slip like Michael's butt, but more like I broke the seal. His ass was unbelievably tight, and his insides so warm and smooth. I could see him grimace in pain and he yelped slightly. "You okay?" I asked. "Yeah," he said, "it just hurts a little." "Tell me at any time if you want me to stop. I'm going to just sit and let it stretch for a second," I said, remaining with my cock fully in his ass. Once he was stretched out a little bit, I would pump. I looked over at Michael inside of Sam, about to cum. Michael moaned loudly and then burst, letting out an `ahhhh' as he did so. Bam, bam, bam, bam, Michael's pelvis slammed time and time again against Sam's behind. He stopped and then slowly retracted, his dick covered in poop and some cum that had leaked out after the main explosion. Looks like Sam's bowels weren't nearly as clean at the moment. I've been in Michael before when he's like that, and it's gross at first but you just wash up and everything is fine. I looked at Corey, now seemingly in no pain, and he nodded at me. I slowly pulled out then pushed back in. Corey's face grimaced a little, but he was almost used to my cock. I started to pump slowly, and I could tell it wouldn't be long. Watching Michael explode into Sam and being in the tightest asshole ever would tend to do that. I started to pick up the pace, Corey now lying with his head back and mouth open. I think he was finally starting to get the real enjoyment out of it. I pumped harder and harder, my balls slapping against his butt every pump. I now had an audience of Michael and Sam. That just about did it for me, as I could feel the pleasure well up in my testicles. I exploded, shot after shot, counting five in all, a new personal record if it was true. Slowly I came to a halt and removed my cock. It slipped out quickly and Corey's hole closed up, red and angry much like Marcus' had been. He dropped his legs to the bed and sat up. "How was it?" I asked. "Hurt at first," he said, "then started to feel pretty good. Almost felt like your dick was poking my stomach or something. Still hurt a little, but it felt good." "Yeah," I said, "it was like that at first for me. You have one nice asshole." "Thanks," he said, blushing. "Does your ass feel weird?" Sam chimed in, asking his brother. "Yeah, like I took a huge shit," Corey replied. "Me too," Sam grinned. Michael's cock was still covered in poo, he didn't care too much about that. I looked at the clock, it was nearly eleven. "Well, we should be going," I said, motioning towards the clock. "Awwww," Sam said. "You want to try and meet up at Disneyland tomorrow?" "Sure, where at?" I asked. "Matterhorn at ten?" "You got yourselves a date," I replied. Michael and I put on our clothes and headed for the door. Sam and Corey followed us there, buck naked, Sam with a boner. "See ya," they said, and Michael and I waved. We walked in silence back to our room and closed the door. Michael headed towards the bathroom to wash off and I followed him. We both washed off our respective cocks, no need to gently wash each others, it was late and we weren't horny. Once clean we dried off and exited the bathroom, not putting our clothes back on. My parents' door was closed and they were fast asleep. We pulled out the sofa bed and put our boxers at the bottom under the sheets for tomorrow morning. We crawled into the bed, facing each other. I leaned over and kissed Michael on the lips. "Thanks for the great evening," I said. "That's three boys in three nights you've managed to get naked for us." Michael laughed. "Sam and Corey are really nice and adventuresome too," he said. "I agree. Corey had the tightest ass ever, it was quite the fuck." "Yeah, Sam's ass was nice, a lot like yours; kind of tight, but really pleasurable." "How was his load?" I asked. "Hot, thick, delicious, and lots of it," Michael replied. He had a certain way of putting things. "Well, hopefully we can do likewise tomorrow," I said, scooting towards Michael and pressing my crotch and body against his. We ground against one another for a while, working up boners, but fell asleep. It was a great way to cap an unforgettable night. Please send your comments/suggestions to: jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com .