Date: Sun, 10 Mar 2019 19:23:26 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Arrynn 9

Not much sex this time. Mostly setup. Deal with it and N-joi.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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The sounds of outrage bounced off of the wall of the changing area on the
far side of the swimming pool. Jojo had just done a cannon ball off the
diving board and splashed his twin brother Juju who was lounging beside the
pool in the hot afternoon sun. I was a little surprised at that, his laying
in the sun like that. I mean, being a black boy, you'd think it was even
hotter for him than it was for a white boy like me, and it was hot. I asked
Jojo about that once and he chuckled and said,

"No, I don't think so. But then, I never been white before," then laughed
at his joke. I watched as Jojo climbed out of the pool, his black skin
glistening as the water ran off his body. I was once again surprised at the
size of his cock, the black thing swinging as he walked. Bigger than
Keenan, he was definitely larger than any of the 13 year old boy's Johan
had brought home, especially a short statured 13 year old. He and his twin
looked identical down there too, each having a small amount of tight black
curls at the base of their cocks, but their rather large and low hanging
balls were totally smooth.

"About time for lunch I'd say," the boy said as he flopped down on the
lounging chair next to mine. Jojo absently tugged on his balls then
squeezed and sort of stroked his big cock. I noticed that he and his
brother did that a lot. It was like they were checking to make sure their
stuff was still there, not to catch a boner or anything.

"What's at your house," I asked. I only got sandwiches here.

"Nettie was making Jambalaya when we left," he said. Nettie was his
grandmother and the family's cook. Johan was planning on hiring someone to
cook for us since we were now mucky mucks, an expression that meant we had
money. I guess we'd always had money but Johan never let on about it, never
spent much of it until he made his change, his metamorphosis as it were.

It had only been a couple of weeks since Johan had surprised me and Keenan
when he came home dressed downright fancy, all shaved up and his hair
trimmed down. I hadn't really noticed before because of all the hair but
Johan was a very handsome man, a man that I might like to fuck, I mean, if
I wasn't already fucking him. Well, sort of fucking him. I mean, it was
only a couple of times, but still.

"Pack up your belongings, we're moving." He directed Keenan to go out to
the truck and grab some empty boxes that were in it.

"Truck, what truck," I asked, quite surprised.

"That's one of the changes my sweet maneete, get along with ye now." He was
not unkindly in his command.

I didn't have many "belongings"; my computer, some books that belonged to
Ewan, some clothes but even those were minimal. Papa went to his room and
gathered up some things, eventually tossing them into some boxes that
Keenan had brought in. He and Keenan also hauled his trunk out to the
truck. I put my things into a box as well and packed it outside where there
was, indeed, a motor car, although not an actual "car".

I would learn that it was a high mobility multi-purpose wheeled vehicle
that was used by the military, what they called a Humvee. This one was a 4
door with a back part that was open like a truck. Johan had gotten it from
the military, thanks to Laisha and it still had the camouflage paint. I
asked Johan if he was going to change the color because it was rather
ugly. He shook his head.

"No boy, I am not. It looks military and people tend to stay clear of the
military and not fuck with them so it gives me a little added sense of
security." Well, people generally didn't fuck with Johan regardless but
still it made sense to me, considering the sort of people that my papa
associated with. So, an hour and a half after Johan came home all fancied
up, we piled in the thing and drove away, leaving everything else
behind. That was another surprise because I had no idea that Johan could
drive. When I mentioned it, he said there were a lot of things he could do
that I wasn't aware of. Clearly, that was true. He added that it was so
advanced that even I could drive it because the thing basically drove
itself. You told it where to go and it did.

We drove for more than an hour then crossed over a river into a different
part of the sprawling city that I didn't even know existed. The streets,
the buildings, everything began to look newer, in better shape. I started
to see more motor vehicles, some of them seemed quite nice. People didn't
seem to pay much attention to us, unlike the people at the beginning of our
journey who seemed to point at us or shy away from us. There also seemed to
be a lot more police or other guys wearing uniforms and carrying guns,
especially on the other side of the bridge.

We skirted around what appeared to be the business area and traveled
through regular neighborhoods, although they were 100 times better than
what we had lived in. Yards were nice and green with lots of flowers, the
houses were larger, all clean and seemed freshly painted and there were
some large parks where children were playing and families were gathering,
some having a picnic. We eventually drove alongside a high wall behind
which I could see really big houses amidst equally large trees. After a
mile or so we turned into a wide entryway that was blocked by a huge iron
gate. Two men came out from a small shack that sat just outside of the
gate. Both men were in uniforms and both had guns on their hips. Johan
buzzed the window down.

"Good afternoon Mr. Santino," the man said. I had no idea that Johan was a
Mr. anything, let alone Santino.

"Hullo Harry. These are my two boys, Arrynn and Keenan," Johan said,
pointing to each of us."

"Very good sir. We'll get them into the system today." Johan said he'd take
us to the office and have it taken care of. The gate opened and we passed
through and immediately began going uphill. The road curved here and there
and along the way we passed huge houses, many behind walls of their own.

"This is home," Johan said as we passed through an open entryway set in a
10 foot high wall. You couldn't see much of anything on the other side due
to so many trees bushes. The road, what I would learn was our driveway,
curved around and then the house was right there in front of us.

"Jesus Christ," Keenan said when he saw it.

"How many people are living with us papa," I asked and Johan chuckled.

"Just the three of us A-ron, this is our home." The thing was huge. Built
of large square gray stones, it reminded me of Hogwarts in the Harry Potter
films but of course much, much smaller. It had steep roofs, there was more
than one, it had those round turret like things in various places with
conical roofs. The roofs were a darker grey tile. It was easily 20 or 30
times bigger than our little shack plus it had two levels to it, that is,
if the two rows of windows were any indication. There were lots of plants
and shrubs all along the front of the house and in various places around
it. I would learn later that the house was a mix of the Jacobian and gothic
revival styles of architecture.

We pulled in front, under a roof kind of thing with the entry to the house
on the right. It was so people could get from automobile to the house with
having to worry about rain, or snow or any other weather. It was called a
porte cochere, another interesting fact that I would learn. Johan's
lifestyle change and our move caused me to veer off the tried and true
learning path I was on and delve into new things that I'd had no prior
knowledge of or particular interest in.

Johan led us to the front door which was actually 2 doors and they weren't
square like normal doors but arched at the top. Made of solid wood each
door was divided into 4 squares and each of those were carved in a bas
relief style, another new fact. We entered through the right door. Inside,
we were standing on a beautiful tiled floor in an almost round cavernous
room with a wide staircase curving up alongside the right side wall.

Hallways and doorways led away from the foyer of the home and Johan took us
through most of them. I had never been in a house or even a building as big
as that house. It had a huge living area and kitchen, both of which were
larger than our old house. There were plenty of other rooms like a library,
a game room, smaller living room and the like. And, all the rooms were big,
real big compared to the old place, and had high ceilings. It was already
filled with furniture, tables sofas' and lamps, and was more furniture than
I'd ever seen. The big surprise was the back of the house. Actually, a
couple of surprises. One was a huge swimming pool and the other was that we
were on a hill that overlooked the ocean and the view was amazing. There
were plenty of trees, palm trees of every kind. Compared to where I'd lived
my entire young life, this place was like heaven.

Johan took us upstairs and showed yet another living room and the 8
bedrooms. "A-ron, this will be your room," Johan said, then went through
the door. My bedroom was actually 3 rooms, one was called a sitting area
with chairs and things, then the bed was in a room of its own which had a
fireplace that opened onto both rooms. And of course there was a
bathroom. There were big windows and lots of them that looked out onto the
pool and the ocean and even had doors that went outside to an alcove and
balcony railing. The most amazing part of that was that the room the bed
was in was rounded so it was in a turreted room. I asked Johan about the
sleeping platform because I had never seen one like it before. He chuckled.

"That is a real bed A-ron like normal people sleep in." I felt a little
stupid right then, asking that question, since I slept in a regular bed at
Ewan's. I guess I was thrown off by its size, it being easily able to fit
me, Johan and Keenan with room left over for at least 2 people or 3 if they
were boys like me and Keenan.

I followed Johan and Keenan back out into the hall and into the room that
Johan had claimed next to mine. Back out in the hall Johan told Keenan he
could pick whatever room he wanted.

I wondered why Keenan got to choose his own room and I didn't, not that I
was complaining.

"It's because your room is special Arrynn," I heard Ewan say. "I will
explain it to you later." That got me to thinking.

"Papa, what has caused such wonderful changes?" Johan was reflective for a
moment.

"I've been thinking about it for some time and when Davian died and you
went away from us, Ewan said that it was time. Mind you, the old bastard
has been pestering me about it for a while. I am quoting Ewan here. He said
that you are destined for great things, how he knows that I have no
idea. He said that it was best if we lived a different lifestyle and the
way to begin that was to upgrade our living arrangements. He knew about
this house, managed to obtain it and insisted that we move here and I can't
say that I'm disappointed."

"Well I like it and all but I'll miss master Chang," I said. Johan shook
his head.

"No, you won't. Master Chang will be moving here to live with us as soon as
he wraps up some business. He will have his own rooms above what is called
a gay-raj, where we keep the automobile's, and will be in charge of tending
the grounds. That is his primary profession you know, or maybe, you didn't
know. Anyway, Ewan has his fingers all over that as well."

"As for me, well, you can see some of the changes but I am also stepping
back from the more, ahem, unsavory aspects of what I do and spend more time
directing things and perhaps creating more opportunities with a better
class of people."  I walked over to him, put my arms up so he'd pick me up,
then kissed him on the mouth and hugged him.

"I love you so much papa," I said quietly. "Ewan keeps telling me that same
things, about me going to do great things. He wants me to travel to Europe
and meet other kids, like me. He says that we are the future of our world."

"Yes, Ewan has mentioned that to me as well. Anyway, it's my love for you
that has helped me to re-evaluate things," Johan said. "I don't want you in
harm's way any more than most kids and I don't want you to grow up in my
lifestyle." He paused and turned.

"Nor you Keenan. I would ask you again, that ye begin to use Arrynn's
gadget and get some education and start giving some thought to finding
other, more legal, things that interest you and that might also provide you
meaningful employment as an adult. I would also ask that you begin to study
with master Chang. I won't force you to do either of those son," he said,
causing both me and Keenan's eyes to go wide at Johan's acknowledgement of
Keenan, "nor will I fault you if you choose not to follow my suggestions."
Keenan moved to us and hugged Johan, who slipped an arm across the teen's
shoulders.

"I will do those things Johan, I promise. And I promise to you too Arrynn
and will ask for your help. You know that electrics scare me but I have
gotten much better about it thanks to you. With your help I think I can
learn."  That made my heart swell and tears start in my eyes again.

"How come I've never seen this area of the city Johan," I asked as we
headed back downstairs. Keenan wondered the same thing. Johan stopped at
the foot of the stairs and sat then bade us do the same.

"Since the Dark war there are basically 2 levels to society boys; those
that have and those that don't. All of my life and yours Keenan, has been
in the second category, except when we stayed with Ewan. "Have nots" often
have to struggle day after day just to eat and that struggle often includes
crime."

"The "haves" don't experience that struggle due to jobs, influence, family
money and the like. It isn't like they don't have struggles because they
do. It's just that their struggles are different from ours and not tied to
day to day survival. We are moving from the bottom rung of the ladder to
the top. Out here, we will have all the electricity, all the hot water, all
of the food and clothing that we want. I could have moved into this society
long ago but my work dictated that I live where we did. Besides, I'm a
little rough for these people, if you know what I mean." I certainly did.

I'd read enough history to understand the different levels of society but
assumed all of that went away after the great war. Much of it had, but not
all. Because I'd only seen the dirt, grime, crime and all that, I rightly
assumed that was all that there was. Johan explained that as well.

"The two classes of people don't mix boys and when I say "don't mix" I mean
at all. There are those who work as intermediaries between the two, which
is where my line of work is heading. Because they don't mix, there are
plenty of people who don't know that the other exists. This city has a
population of 18 million and is spread out over 100 miles. Those who live
close to the boundaries of the two are aware of each other but those who
live far away, like we did, don't know that the other exists. The river is
the boundary. The "have's" can, and sometimes do, travel across the river
into the "have nots" side but the reverse doesn't happen. That's why you
see so many more law enforcement closer to the river. They don't stop the
"have nots" from crossing the river but they certainly discourage it. When
a "have not" does cross over he or she is watched very closely."

We talked a little longer then Johan suggested we get our stuff into the
house then go pick up food and other things. Twenty minutes later we piled
back into the truck.

As we got to the end of our driveway we saw 3 black people starting to come
up it, an old woman and 2 boys that looked older than me but younger than
Keenan. The woman was carrying a package of some sort. Johan stopped the
truck and got out and asked if he could help her.

"My name is Nettie Harris and these are my grandsons Jojo and Juju. We were
just stopping by to welcome you to the neighborhood and bring you a fresh
baked peach cobbler."

"That is mighty nice of you Miss Nettie," Johan said, pouring on charm
that, not only had I never seen before, I didn't even know that Johan was
capable of. "Boys, come out here please." Keenan and I hopped out of the
truck and Johan introduced himself then us as his sons. The boys shook hand
with us and Miss Nettie said,

"You boys all look about the same age. Perhaps you'll be able to play
together." The boys rolled their eyes and I'm sure that Keenan was thinking
the same thing about "Play" together, like we were little kids.

"What nana means is we can maybe hangout and do stuff," Jojo said. I
allowed as that would be nice and Keenan agreed although I knew his heart
wasn't into it. Keenan was close to our age but he wasn't a kid, he was a
grown man in a kids body. Play wasn't an activity that he was aware of, let
alone engaged in. We talked a little more before Johan said we had to get
to the office for ID card, then get groceries and the like so needed to go.

"Well sir, I can tell you the best place to buy fresh fruit and produce is
Elaine's Market and the biggest selection of other things is Clancy's food
and Liquor." Johan thanked her then said,

"Why don't you boys come visit Arrynn tomorrow," Johan said.

"And why don't you and your boys come for dinner on Thursday night," Nettie
said and to my surprise my papa accepted.

Dinner that night was a simple affair of packaged stew that Johan had
purchased at the store. I had been doing cooking at our other house and
used my computer to teach me the basics. I assumed that I would carry on
with that task at this house and I did for a short while.

The peach cobbler was amazing and prompted a discussion about Miss Nettie
and the boys, who appeared to be twins. We all agreed that she seemed like
a very nice lady. It was too early to tell about the boys but every
indication was that they were as well. Of course, living in an exclusive
community like ours, the chances were pretty high that they were.

"What if other boys want to play sexy papa," I asked as we ate the dessert.

"You are welcome to play with any boys that you wish A-ron," he said, "but
no one over say, sixteen. Does that seem fair?" I agreed that it did. Johan
went on to say that he hoped that I would cultivate friends here, other
children that I could hang out with and thus get more experience at
socialization, something that I'd missed thus far in my life. There was
more discussion along those lines but that was the gist of it.

I asked Johan what he was going to do about boys to share his bed. He
allowed as how he had me and Keenan but regardless, he would manage then
added,

"Maybe some of your new friends will be accommodating." That night papa
asked if I wanted to join him and Keenan but I said no, I was tired. I
kissed them both and went to my room.

"Ewan," I said out loud and got an immediate response. He directed me to go
to my closet, which was called a walk-in, then to the built-in dresser on
the right wall. Third drawer down on right there was a small rivet in the
upper right corner just above the lip. It was actually a button that read
my fingerprint and activated a retinal scanner behind the mirror, both of
which had already been activated thanks to Ewan.

After the fingerprint check I had 15 seconds to stand on a spot marked on
the floor in front of the mirror and stare into it. The retinal scanner was
on the back side. When I was identified, that wall then slid open to reveal
a medium sized room that was laid out with computers and screens, a couple
of workstation and other electronic equipment. Once Ewan completed the
basic operation tutorial he elected to fill me in on things.

"The house is 200 years old, built in the late 1880's and owned and used by
the military since 2002 as an untraceable listening and communications
site. As such, the security systems are very sophisticated. I have been
pushing Johan about making some changes, both for himself and for you
Arrynn. I pointed him toward this house then made sure he got it and
instructed him to direct you to this room, for the now obvious reasons.

"While your room isn't quite like mine, nor does it have the capabilities
mine does it is still very adequate to our needs, which is for you to
communicate with your friends who will most likely, one day, be
associates. It will also allow you unfettered access to world news, which
few people have these days, and is necessary for your growth and your
future. It is easily 100 times more powerful that your portable and
anything you've stored on your portable can be transferred to this one. I
would suggest that you try to tutor Keegan on the small one and allow him
to begin studying. I've encouraged Johan to, in turn, encourage Keegan
however I believe Johan was already thinking about the boys' future."

"So, my boy, that's that. You're had a traumatic month so I'll let you get
some rest. Oh, Johan knows that your bedroom is special but not why it
is. It's not a secret but I suggest that if he doesn't ask, don't volunteer
the information." We said goodnight and Ewan signed off. I had planned on
staying up a while longer to explore this new development but became quite
tired suddenly and simply locked things up and went to bed. I have to say,
it was a hell of a lot more comfortable than my old one.

After breakfast Johan and Keegan left, stating they had business to attend
to and wouldn't be back until midafternoon. That was fine because I had
work to do and opened up my computer room. I was at it for about an hour
when an electronic voice stated there were people in our driveway. At the
same time a row of small monitors lit up showing the neighbor boys coming
toward the house. As they turned the corner a different camera picked them
up. I shut everything down and left the room, closing the door behind me.

As I got to the top of the stairs the front doorbell chimed. I had been
somewhat amazed when Johan had pointed it out the day before. I had never
even heard of such a thing but it made sense. I would never have heard
someone knocking on the door when I was in my room. But then, if I was in
the computer room I'd see them on the screens. I would learn that there
were security screens in every room of the house so no matter where a
person was, intruders, or guests, were announced. I would eventually learn
that included someone trying to parachute onto the property. Ewan hadn't
been kidding when he said we had incredible security measures in place.

I opened the door and welcomed the twins in.

"Wow, this is pretty cool," one of them said as I closed the door. They
turned to face me.

"I'm Jojo," one of them said "and this is Juju. How you can tell the
difference is I'm way cuter." His twin elbowed him.

"Dick head," Juju said with a good natured grin. "Actually, it's really
hard. Hell, we can't even tell the difference some-times." That got a laugh
from his brother.

"Good one Ju," his twin said. "Actually, Juju has a little scar on his chin
where I clipped him once when we were in a fight."

"Oh fuck you Jojo," his twin said, "you are such a liar."

"Well, tell him how you got it then," Juju taunted.

"I was jacking in the bathroom and when I cummed it was so powerful I fell
off the toilet and caught my chin on the edge of a cabinet. Bled like a son
of a bitch. I was 8 years old."

"Eight years old," I responded, surprised, "Heck I barely knew what my cock
was at that age."

"How old are you Arrynn? We're 13."

"I just turned 11 a few weeks ago," I told them.

"Getting close to sperming age," Juju said. I shook my head.

"I'm already there. I made my first sperm a few weeks ago too." The twins
were quite surprised at that information.

"Wow. We were 12 when we first squirted," Juju said. We were still standing
in the entryway of the house. I was wondering what we were going to
do. While I befriended any number of boys that Johan brought home those
were very short sorts of encounters so I didn't have any experience at
"entertaining" guests. Heck, I never even had guests before.

"Is your dad and brother here Arrynn," Jojo asked and I shook my head and
explained that they were out on business. When he asked when they would be
home I told them in the afternoon. "So, could we take all our clothes off
and just go naked?"

"We like to do that," Juju said, "but we can't cause our gramma Nettie is
always in the house and doesn't let us get away with nothin."

"Sure," I told them, "let's go up to my room or we can out to the swimming
pool."

"You got a pool," Juju exclaimed, "Yay, let's do that. We don't have one."
So, out to the pool we went and my new friends went crazy, walking all
around it and checking things out.

"Where should we put our clothes," Jojo asked and I told them wherever they
wanted. Since there was plenty of furniture we stripped and tossed our
clothes onto a chair then just checked each other out. The twins had really
big cocks for boys their age. As big as Keenan or bigger.

"Wow, you guys are pretty big." They both grinned.

"Yeah, and you're pretty cute down there," Jojo said and stepped up close
and bent down to look. "No hairs yet, huh," he said then stood up.

"Nope, soon I hope."

"So, do you ever, uhm, play with other boys," Jojo asked as his hand sort
of fiddled with his cock.  I nodded my head.

"Yeah, I have. I had a boyfriend for a little while but he died about a
month ago." At that point I got tears in my eyes. My new friends were
shocked.

"Oh no Arrynn, that's horrible," they said in unison then moved into me and
held me and hugged me.  I sobbed for a solid minute and nobody said
anything but the twins rubbed my back, patted my head and just held me.

"Thanks you guys," I finally said and they stepped away. Jojo asked if I
wanted to tell them about him and I found that I did. I told them the story
and in thinking about it later, I assumed that my emotional state made me
less careful and more vulnerable because I told them about Johan having
brought Davian home to fuck him. I told them how we fell in love with each
other at first sight and how he fucked me in front of Johan, the first boy,
the first person actually to fuck me. I told them that Johan didn't fuck
him because he could see that there was something special between us.

"We were only together for a week or so before he died in his sleep in my
bed. I went sort of crazy went away in my head. I didn't talk and hardly
even ate for almost 3 weeks and I totally missed my birthday. I'm fine now
though, I mean, except for this. I haven't talked about it to anybody.

"Well thank you for telling us Arrynn," Jojo said.

"And thank you for trusting us with your story," Juju said. "He sounds like
a wonderful boy. You both were very lucky." It was clear to me that the
twins were very sincere in their condolences.

"But I am curious Arrynn. I don't wish to pry but does your dad often have
sex with boys?"

"Oh hells fire, I shouldn't have told you that," I said. Both boys assured
me that my secret was safe with them and besides, they didn't think it
wrong for a man to be with boys.

"Johan has brought boys home since he first took me in." That statement
prompted the telling of my circumstances, how Johan had allowed me to watch
him fuck boys and eventually participate in small degrees. I further
explained that he didn't do anything with me because of my age.

"He finally fucked me for the first time 2 days ago after my head cleared
and I came back. It was my idea too, not his. In fact, he tried to get out
of it but I wouldn't let him. I love my papa so much and I wanted to give
myself to him. Afterwards he asked Keenan to live with us as family and
Keenan agreed." I then had to take a moment and explain all of that to the
boys.

"Wow, what an incredible story," Juju said. "It's sad and beautiful at the
same time."

"Well, I hate to get personal," Jojo said, "but do you think your papa
would be with us; fuck us I mean? We've never been with a man before."

"Maybe," I said, "I can ask him. I'm pretty sure he would."

"I guess that Keenan plays too," Juju said. I nodded my head.

"Fuck," Jojo exclaimed, "I think you guys are going to be great neighbors."

"I hope so," I said, then, "let's go swimming." We swam and goofed around
and talked some more. The twins told me that there were a few boys in the
neighborhood that liked to play so there was almost always some cock to
suck or an asshole to fuck.

"Speaking of assholes," Juju said, "there are a few of guys that are real
pricks, bullies that pick on everybody especially new kids but even adults
sometimes."

"The most noticeable is a big kid called Rusty, obviously because he has
red hair. His real name is Ambrose and he hates it. His parents are rich
but clueless so watch out for him. Tell Keenan to watch out as well." I
heard what my new friends said but didn't think much about it. If they
messed with Keenan they'd find 6 inches of razor sharp blade in their face
before they could blink. If they messed with me, well, I'd been spending a
lot of time with Master Chang over the past couple years. I wasn't too
worried.

After an hour in the pool we got out and went to the lounge chairs and
flopped down. We lay in the sun for maybe 15 minutes before Jojo said,

"Ooops, something's come up." I glanced over at him and saw that his cock
was standing up in the air.

"I don't suppose you fiddled it into a boner did ya bro," his twin said.

"Maybe, just a little," Jojo responded. The thing had to be 7 inches long,
probably more, longer than Keenan's but far short of Johan's monster. "How
do you feel about sucking a black cock Arrynn," he asked. I felt fine about
it and didn't care what color it was and I told him so.

"Right here," he asked and I responded with a why not. Juju got off his
lounge chair and came over to mine and since I was sitting almost upright
he stayed standing and straddled my chest and before we got started Jojo
asked,

"Can I suck you Arrynn while suck Juju." Well hell's fire yes and I said
so. I reached out and encourage Jojo to bring it to me and he did. I
skinned his foreskin back and forth a few times, noticed that his cock head
was lighter in color than the shaft. I brought him closer then closed my
mouth down over the head and started to suckle while Juju did the same
thing to me.

I reached up with my free hand and cupped his balls then fondled them and
tugged on them a little bit. At my other end Juju was doing pretty much the
same thing, playing with my balls while he sucked my cock. Because of my
experience with both Keenan Johan I could get quite a bit of cock into my
mouth and down my throat so when my nose bounced off Juju's pubic hair the
boy gasped out loud.

"Jesus Christ on a Ritz cracker Ju, he just took my whole cock into his
mouth." It wouldn't do but Jojo had to see that so stopped sucking my cock
and moved alongside my head demanding that I do it again, which I would
have done eventually in any case.

"Oh shit damn I gotta try that," the boy said then moved and went back to
sucking my cock. I really didn't like the position we were in so moved my
head away from Juju's cock.

"Let's go to my bed you guys." Well, they were all for that so we gathered
up our clothes and head into the house, boners bobbing like conductors
baton.

The twins went nuts when they saw my room and had to explore and in the end
declared it "preem" which turned out to be the current slang word meaning
the best. Jojo said it was short for preeminent while his twin argued that
it meant "premium". Didn't make a fart or a farthing to me.

We finally made it my bed and piled on and pretty much assumed our former
positions, me blowing and getting blown. Of course it wouldn't do but Jojo
wanted to trade places. He was determined that I would swallow him whole
too. It was up to them to resolve, I didn't care which cock I got but it
turned out to be Jojo. I noticed that his cock, balls, pubic hair,
everything was identical to Juju. No matter, a cock was a cock and I
proceeded to swallow it. I did an exploratory bob or two then took him all
the way down to his pubic hair which garnered a deep groan.

I felt a hand on my cock and then a mouth as Juju went to work sucking my
cock. It was kind of exciting for me to be doing stuff with a couple of
boys and not be part of Johan's experience with another boy, or with Keenan
for that matter. It was kind of like I was growing up or something, getting
to do stuff on my own. I liked that idea.

"Fuck Arrynn you're pretty good at this stuff," Jojo moaned as his fingers
ruffled my hair. I suckled and played with his balls and Juju did the same
to me for another few minutes before stopping.

"Anybody like to kiss," I asked and got,

"Hell yes," in two part harmony. Jojo rolled me onto my back and propped
himself above me and lowered his head. We kissed like maniacs, tongues
battling away for supremacy while Juju continued to suck on my cock and
lick on my balls.

"Let's trade," Jojo finally said and trade they did. Once the trade was
done it was all the same to me, the boys seemed identical in most things
and kissing was another. Jojo sucked my cock and worked the head with his
tongue as did it, his other hand of course playing with my balls. He also
let his finger trail further down toward my hole so I spread my legs
further, just in case that was his goal. It was.

"I really want to lick your hole Arrynn," he said in a deeper voice.

"I can lay on my back while you suck me Arrynn," Juju said, "and you can be
on your hands and knees." That sounded like a splendid idea and less that a
minute later I was on my hands and knees with my ass in the air, Juju's
cock half way down my throat and Jojo's tongue in my asshole. I figure it
couldn't get much better than that, at least for the moment.

Jojo worked my hole and the underside of my balls with lots of
enthusiasm. It almost felt like he was trying to crawl inside of me from
that end. Juju ruffled my hairs as I sucked on his cock, bobbing all the
way down about every 5th dip of my head. I truly loved sucking cock and his
was no different. Well, that's not true. He had the length, like Johan, but
not the girth so I could take a great deal of him in my mouth on each
dip. I couldn't with Johan, no way. His cock was way too fat.

"Want me to put a finger in your cock slot Arrynn," Jojo asked and I said
that was fine. He got off the bed then came back a moment later and I felt
coldness as he rubbed something on my hole. "It's lube," he informed me. I
didn't know what that was but figured it was like the oil that Johan
used. A moment later his finger slipped up inside of me and he started to
finger fuck me.

"Move your knees wider Arrynn," he said. I did, then I felt his finger turn
inside my ass. A second later the black boy wiggled between my legs,
captured my cock and started sucking me off. It didn't take very long
before I felt my cum wanting to come out and I said so.

Jojo crawled out from under me, keeping his finger in my butt when he did
it. "I could cum too," Juju said and that statement was mimicked by his
twin.

"Anybody up for fucking," Jojo asked and got a positive response from Juju
and me.

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