Date: Sun, 18 Jul 2010 20:51:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brazen Brothers VII

The entire household welcomed Pedro with open arms. The boy was so
overwhelmed that his eyes became damp and he used the bathroom as an excuse
to get a private moment. He had no sooner left the room than Angelo
broached the topic of sleeping arrangements.

"Can we take turns sleeping in your bed Greg?" Andréa tried to shush the
boy up. I told him that we could discuss it after Pedro had gotten settled
in but that I didn't want to hear any more about it for at least 3 days and
then not in front of Pedro. Amazingly, the boy nodded his head with some
solemnity.

When Pedro came out of the bathroom we trudged up stairs to my room, which
he said was just plain great, the best room he'd ever had. He corrected
himself saying he knew it wasn't his and I gently told him I understood and
not to worry about it. We got his clothes put away but left his other
things in the box he brought them. I reached down picked up a small trophy,
which was basically an MVP trophy. I looked at another and then
another. The box was loaded with soccer trophies and it would appear that
Pedro was quite the athlete. When I asked him about it he blushed but said
that he loved soccer, had been playing since he was little. I would find
out later that the boy was about the best player under 18 years old in the
Quepos region, which would prove to be very pivotal in his life.

Downstairs Andréa had prepared lunch and afterwards we guys all tromped off
to the beach for our afternoon swim. I wondered how that was going to play
out, whether the two older boys were going to be shy about showing their
wares. Of course little Angelo simply stripped naked and ran into the surf
while the rest of us took a little more time, Javier predictably being the
last to shed his clothing and head into the water., Javier casting little
sideways glances at Pedro while Angelo simply stared, which didn't seem to
bother the older teen at all. It didn't take long for the two older boys to
seem comfortable in their shared nudity and they romped and played as if
they were fully clothed.

Later, back at the house, I led the boys around the house and outside walls
and laid out the plans for what I wanted to accomplish in the next few
weeks. Once that was accomplished we began pulling out equipment for the
next day. I had the boys hook the hoses up to the pump that drew water
directly from the river and was used exclusively for outside work, which
included the pool and gardens. My plan was to begin pressure washing the
house as soon as I got back from picking up the rest of the boys in Jaco in
the morning. The truck with the scaffolding showed up about 3:00 and when
they left 2 hours later there were 3 sets of towers set up and ready to
roll, literally. Our house guests had left that day and the new ones
weren't scheduled to be there for 3 days, during which I'd hoped to get
most if not all of the pressure washing completed.

That night Andréa and I sat on the front veranda sipping her fantastic
lemonade while the boys were glued to the big screen watching the first
Transformers flick. I asked her how things were going on her idea of
cooking for the public and she gave me a run down on her plan. After the
house was finished and maybe the grounds were looking a little better she
was thinking about having a dinner for the managers of the major hotels in
Jaco and then some of the bigger players in the tour business in town. I
told her I thought that was a splendid idea. I'd also been thinking about
putting together a web page. I'd run some ideas around in my head, when I'd
had a spare 20 seconds or so when I wasn't thinking of a million other
things and was getting close to actually starting on it. We were quiet for
a moment, just enjoying the evening then she said,

"It's a nice thing that you're doing for Pedro Greg. He seems like a very
nice boy." I nodded my head and told her that she had a part in it as well
for without her okay it wouldn't be happening. Shrugged her shoulder as if
to say it was nothing. "The boys seem to like him and that's important." I
agreed completely with her. It felt as though she had something she wanted
to say but did and I elected not to press her.

"You know Andréa, I've been meaning to ask you what you think about me
remodeling the 3rd floor into a dormitory style room for me and the
boy's. It's not being used for much of anything and would free up the rooms
we're in for guests." I'd said at the beginning of this tale that the house
was 2 stories, which wasn't altogether true. There was a partial 3rd level
at the back part of the house that was accessed from a stairway off of the
kitchen. It was used for storage but was mostly empty. It was large enough
to house a half dozen people and not even be remotely crowded and the best
part was that it wouldn't take that much work to make it habitable. The
hardest part would be putting in a bathroom and even that wouldn't be
difficult.

"Are you sure Greg. Not about the fixing it up but sharing a room with the
boys, even if Pedro doesn't remain with us?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"They're good kids Andréa, I really do enjoy them. If for some bizarre
reason it didn't work out I could always move back into one of the other
bedrooms." I went on to tell her that I was already getting plenty of
bookings for the cottages for the busy season which was November through
March. It would be nice if we could fill all of our available space for the
season. She agreed with me. We talked a little longer and I decided to hit
the rack. The next few weeks I was going to be busier than a bird dog at
the beginning of pheasant season and I needed all the rest that I could
get.

I stopped and told the boys not to stay up too late because we all had a
long day ahead of us. Each boy in turn stood, have me a hug and kiss and
thanked me for having the entertainment center and letting them play it. I
hugged them back then headed up the stairs to my room and the soft comfort
of my bed. I neither heard or felt Pedro when he crawled alongside of me,
finding the boy there when I woke around 5:45 the next morning. He was
lying on his back, the light sheet I used for a bedcover around his knees
with his beautiful cock standing in the morning light. He looked so sweet
and innocent in sleep that I pushed away the idea having my way with him,
or at least some of my way. Instead I pulled on a clean pair of boxers,
snagged my bath towel and headed to the bathroom in the hall.

Downstairs afterward I sat down to breakfast that Andréa had
prepared. Generally breakfast started with a bold Costa Rican coffee and a
combination of, chorreadas, gallo pinto which is a rice and bean mix, eggs
scrambled with onion, fried plantains, and fresh fruit. We had discussed
adding breakfast meats and other things that were more typical Americans as
well as some unusual items such as German or Apple pancakes, waffles and
French baked omelets. The coffee was delicious, as usual, and prompted yet
another discussion about revitalizing the coffee orchard. Andréa poured me
a mug of coffee that I could take in the truck and I headed out, Andréa
calling out after me that the boys would be up and ready by the time I got
back.

I was about 15 minutes early but the other 3 boys were already there. Ali,
naturally, got in the front seat. "I have not seen Pedro for 2 days Senor
Greg." I gently reminded him to drop the Senor then told him that Pedro was
already accounted for. When he asked what I meant I told him he'd have to
ask Pedro about that when he saw the boy. As we headed back toward the
ranch, as I was calling it these days, I gave an overview of what the day's
activities were going to entail informing them that Javier and Pedro
already had a pretty good grasp on what I wanted to see happen.

All 3 of the boys were mightily impressed when the saw the house and
property despite the condition they was in which was infinitely better than
when I first saw it. "I have never seen La Joya del Pacifico, it is
wonderful," Joaquin said, his two friends agreeing with him. Regardless of
its condition it was still impressive.

My 3 boys, I now considered Pedro one of them, came out on the porch as we
got out of the truck and of course Pedro's friends gathered around him for
an explanation which he readily gave them. I don't think that Angelo or
Javier had known the reasons for Pedro staying with us because they seemed
to view him in a slightly different light. I did a quick explanation to
everyone about what I wanted and expected. There were many plants or other
vegetation that was going to be removed so I gave a quick lesson on how to
loosely shroud them in plastic to keep them away from the house or wall and
protect them from the spray of the pressure washer and later the paint
gun. That being said we all grabbed a pair of disposable plastic gloves and
went about our tasks, Angelo staying close by me for the first hour in the
event I needed a runner or gofer. The boys would switch off every hour in
order to be fair to all of them. By the time we broke for lunch I had
managed to get almost one side of the house pressure washed and the boys
had all done well at their tasks.

We ate lunch in the dining room and the 3 new comers declared it some of
the best food they'd eaten and while I doubted that they were gourmands by
stretch of the imagination it gave me a clue about the quality of cooking
in the average home. That gave me a little more optimism regarding Andréa's
little proposed restaurant enterprise. Angelo wanted to go to the beach
after lunch but I suggested otherwise. The weather was fairly overcast and
I knew that at some point the heavens were going to piss all over us making
almost any outside work all but impossible. Everybody seemed to understand
so after a hour of down time we went back to it. We knocked off a little
after 6 and Andréa had dinner prepared for everyone so my laborers stayed
for supper and I took them home afterward, giving them their promised cash
before I dropped them off.

The next 2 days were more of the same; I went to bed before the boys did,
we all worked hard with no siesta time over lunch so we got a lot of work
done, everyone praised Andréa for her cooking, and I didn't cum. That part
was okay. Sure I missed being with the boys but it wasn't up to them to get
my sexual needs met and I was mostly too tired to get them met by my own
hand.  Day 4 proved to much different.

I had gotten to know Ali, Joaquin and Sebastian much better. There was a
great deal of bantering, a fair amount of bodily contact, some of it boy
play as in pushing and shoving, but also arms tossed across shoulders,
touching another person when trying to point out something or make a
point. I was included in all of it, the boys doing the initiating. I
guessed that somewhere along the line my new boys figured out for
themselves or from the others that I was pretty cool with just about
everything and they began to act around me as if I were one of their
peers. The sky was clear, the day fairly hot for a fall day and at lunch
Angelo asked if we could go swimming. A majority of the pressure washing
was completed and frankly, I needed a little break as well.

At the suggestion of going to the beach Sebastian and Joaquin gave each
other "the look" then Ali said that none of them had bathing suits. Angelo
declared that they didn't need them that we always swam nude. That got a
few raised eyebrows and I was glad that Andréa wasn't in the room to hear,
or at least not in my presence. I knew that she was aware that we probably
swam naked, males had done so for generations, but still I didn't
particularly want it put out there quite like that. Pedro rescued the
situation by saying that we could all just wear underwear in the
water. That seemed to create a happy medium except for Ali, who still
seemed a little uncomfortable. As we headed toward the beach he told me
that he wasn't wearing any underwear, that the first few days had been
uncomfortable for him because he wasn't used to wearing long pants, which
all the boys had done because of the work.

"Would it make you feel better if I swam nude?" I asked him. That got
another raised eyebrow then Pedro jumped in and said we had all swam nude
the first day that he was with us, that it was no big deal. Of course
diablillo pequeño had to chime in with his two colon's worth so as soon as
we got to the beach Angelo began stripping off his clothes and was naked as
a newborn before anyone else had gotten their shoes and socks off. He
scampered about trying to rush the rest of us, his little dick flopping
around like a fish out of water. I told him to cool his jets, a phrase he'd
come to understand, so he laughed at me and headed for water giving all of
us a view of his delicious little butt.

"Is he always like that," Sebastian asked as he started to remove his jeans
and Pedro jumped in with a resounding "yes". Pedro and Javier wasted no
time getting their clothes off and if the newcomers had any qualms about
being naked in front of strangers it didn't show, including Ali who'd shown
the most reluctance. The boys cast surreptitious glances at me as I kicked
off my boxers by which time Pedro and Javier were walking toward the surf
where Angelo was already playing. I was next so was coming back up from a
dive as the other three reached the water's edge and I admired all 3
specimen's of adolescent boyhood.

Ali was a little bigger than Pedro although the latter's cock looked bigger
on him because of his smaller body. Ali also had a fairly large and thick
tangle of pitch black hair framing his stuff and coating his heavy
balls. Joaquin's cock was smaller, perhaps not quite 7 inches, and it
appeared that he trimmed his fuzz because it more resembled Pedro's small
bush than Ali's, and his balls were completely hairless. His body however
was tight as all hell, all of his muscles well developed and defined by the
requisite creases. His abs were to die for, his pubic area as defined as
the rest of him.  Sebastian was closer to Ali in stature but had the larger
cock, almost the size of mine, which looked perfect on his slender but
adequately toned young body. Heavy balls hung low between his thighs and
the little amount of hair that was on them gave them better definition. I
felt my cock stir at the sight of them but managed to keep it in check.

Over the next 20 minutes we all got the opportunity to check each other out
and everybody did, Angelo of course being the most obvious. As boys got out
of the water to run back in to dive into an oncoming wave, I got plenty of
chances to ogle the newcomer's butts and of course, they were all glorious,
then on the way back I watched their cocks a flying. Afterwards we all laid
up on the sand and let the sun and heat dry us off and drifted off to
sleep. I woke exactly 45 minutes later, gazed across the group of sleeping
boys, noticing that Sebastian was about half way hard and Joaquin was fully
hardened and magnificent at that. I shook everyone awake and we headed back
to work, the two erected boys not seeming to care or even think about the
fact that I'd seen them in such a state.

The big task now was to get the windows and doors taped off as well as
getting the wall surrounding the property pressure washed. I elected to
allow the boys to take turns doing both tasks, even Angelo, splitting them
into teams of 3. For the perimeter wall I chose to focus from the rear of
the house forward both inside and out. The back part was sort of out of
sight from most people and could be dealt with later. With that, I led the
taping task and began working from the scaffolding with the oldest boy
while the two younger ones worked at ground level. It was while Joaquin and
I were taping that the muscled boy brought up the idea of the town boys
simply staying out at the house over night. It would save just under an
hour each round trip and I was making 2 a day. 2 extra hours work out of
all of us would help get things done faster that's for sure. I asked him
about sleeping arrangement and he said they had a tent and sleeping bags
they could put down anywhere: outside, back by the tractor barn, even the
cottage which was empty for the next few days.

"Can I ask you something else Greg," he said, and judging from the tone of
his voice it was serious, at least to him.

"Sure Joaquin, I'm always available for you, or the rest of the boys." He
seemed to consider what he was going to say.

"Umm, well, are you like, doing stuff with Pedro?" The boy's eyes were
downcast but if he had been looking at me he would have seen the outline of
my heart on my tank top just before it blew out of my chest, followed by
the anxiety butterfly's ripping out of my stomach. I was at a loss for
words. I started to say something but the boy beat me to it. "It's not like
he's said anything, or anything. Shit, that doesn't sound right. I mean he
hasn't said that you are it's just of how he talks about you and looks at
you sometimes. I guess what I'm really wondering, all of us boys actually,
is can maybe we do some stuff with you." He finally looked at me, mostly
out of the corner of his eyes. I was still groping around for the right
words when he added that if I did none of them would ever say anything
about it to anyone and that was a promise.

"Well Joaquin," I said softly, "let's see how things play out, okay?" He
nodded his head and went back to taping.

I changed out boys a couple of times then we knocked off work about 6 and
once again Andréa put together a wonderful spread which we ate at the large
formal dining room table. Angelo and Pedro helped serve. While Javier and
Sebastian would help clean up. The topic of the town boys simply staying at
the house garnered a great deal of support from all of the boys and
Andréa. Andréa figured that since we're already feeding them we may as well
provide other services and besides, it really did mean that we could get
things done sooner. Did the boys need to speak with their parents about the
plan. They said they should so maybe that night's trip into town could be
the last for a little bit.

I invited Pedro to go with me in order to stop by his house and perhaps let
his uncle know where he was. The boy was frightened and reluctant but he
went. I dropped the other 3 off and as we headed toward Pedro's former home
I told him what Joaquin had said to me. He looked at me, a stricken
expression on his face and said that he hadn't said anything to any of the
boys even though Angelo has asked him if he'd been sexy with me. "I told
Angelo no, senor Greg," he said, lapsing into Spanish. I told Pedro that I
believed him then asked what he thought about the other part, the part
about the other boys doing "stuff" with me. He shrugged his shoulders but
added that while they were working on the wall a discussion about my dick
came up and Sebastian wondered what it looked like when it got hard. Pedro
insisted that he didn't respond.

"It might be fun Greg, messing around together, maybe jacking off or
something. I wonder if Javier would be willing. He's a very cute boy I
think." It was my turn to shrug my shoulders but the discussion ended
because we arrived at his house. His uncle was sitting on his porch with
another man and they were passing a bottle between them, standing up when I
stopped. Pedro was sitting on the other side so they didn't see him until
he came around the front of the truck.

"So ni?o de puta comes home eh?" he said, his voice slurred from
alcohol. "You done whoring? This your amante maricon?" Then to me he said
"Ah senor you like boys eh?" He reached out to touch me and I batted his
hand away. He laughed and turned to his friend. "Esta que muerde, eh Tomas"
he said, which roughly translates to "this one bites".

He turned back quickly, his fist coming from waist level aimed at my
head. It was pretty well telegraphed so it wasn't a problem to step in and
cross block it, pivot on my leading foot, and spin in the opposite
direction, coming around and slamming the edge of my foot into his
kneecap. I landed facing his friend who stood there for a moment with a
stupid expression on his ruddy face. Before he could react I put my hand
up, index finger extended and wagged it back and forth while shaking my
head. He got the message, put his hands up palms facing me and stepped
back.

I looked back to Pedro's uncle who was holding his knee cap and moaning
then squatted down next to him. His eyes were open. "I'll kill you
Americano boy fucker." I reached down and knuckle rapped him hard on the
ulnar nerve bundle on his forearm causing him to scream in pain. I leaned
my head closer to his face which caused him to blanch, moving his head
backwards as though I was going to bite his nose off. In very fluent
Spanish I asked him if Pedro's mother had signed over custody of his nephew
to him and he shook his head. I then informed him that Pedro was going to
go in the house and get the remainder of his things then leave with me and
that was going to be the end of it. If he wanted to make noise, press
charges or harm me or Pedro I would show him what real pain was. I asked
him if he understood and he started to curse me in Spanish. I reached out
and rammed my thumb into another never bundle at the back of his jaw. He
screamed again only louder. I asked him again if he understood and this
time he nodded his head.

I stood up, asked Pedro if there was anything else in the house that he
wanted to retrieve and he shook his head. I turned to the friend and
extended my hand in a friendly gesture. He took it, but very reluctantly.

"Amigo, you make sure he understands, yes?" The man nodded his head and I
leaned closer. In street Spanish, under my breath, I told him to make sure
that the uncle knew that if I, or Pedro, had any problems at all I would
cut his balls off and the balls of anyone who helped him. Did he understand
me? He nodded his head. I politely thanked him then turned and left.

Pedro didn't say a word. We picked up the rest of the boys along with their
tent and sleeping bags and were back at the house in an hour. We got the
boys tent set up at the back of the house and of course Angelo wanted to
camp out with them. Andréa and the boys said it was fine with them, while
Javier simply rolled his eyes at his younger sibling.

As we usually did, Andréa and I sat on the porch and went over the days
progress and the plans for the next day. I told her about the interaction
with Pedro's uncle and she clucked sympathetically, said he was welcome as
long as need be. Perhaps your idea of creating a large bedroom for you all
on the 3rd floor is a wise idea. I nodded my head in agreement and said
that when we got the first heavy rains that would be a project that we'd
start. I kissed her goodnight then kissed the boys, even the older one
responded well. Informed them that I wanted them in bed in 30 minutes
because we were going to start spraying in the morning.

Ten minutes later I was showered and between the sheets, my mind going over
various projects, not the least of which was an alternative plan in the
event of rain. By the time we'd knocked off a serious storm front appeared
to be coming in. I'd been in bed another 10 minutes when the door opened
and I made out the silhouette of Pedro entering the room. Once the door was
closed again it was fairly dark. I heard him approach the bed, the rustle
of clothes being shed then movement of sheet and mattress as the boy
settled in next to me. I could feel the warmth of his body even though we
weren't touching. I rolled to my side facing him.

"How are you doing Pedro," I asked in a soft quiet voice that was just
above whispering.

"I guess I'm okay Greg," he responded. "I mean, my life is now changed
completely. I don't have a home or family and I don't know what's going to
happen to me."

"That has got to be scary."

"It is," he mumbled and I could tell that he was on the verge of tears. I
felt like hugging the boy, reassuring him, but I was naked and I didn't
want him to think that hugging him was a play for sex. Instead, I said,

"I know that it's not the same but do you think that we can substitute as
your family Pedro?" His response was to roll over into me and hug me,
pressing his naked body against mine. I could feel dampness on my cheek,
his body shake slightly and his softened cock pushing against my pubic
bone. I rubbed his back, wanting to move my hand down onto his butt but
obviously I didn't. I just held him and let him cry it out and eventually
he did. Like I had been doing to him, his arm had been around me about mid
back. As his crying slowed to a stop and he quit shaking his hand began to
rub me, albeit in slow close circles.

"I think that having you and Andréa and the boys will be a great substitute
family Greg. Thank you for taking me in." I told him it was our pleasure
and that as far as we were concerned he could stay with us for as long as
he'd like. He hugged me again and snuggled his head onto my shoulder. We
lay there quietly for a good two minutes before I felt movement against my
cock. Since he had one arm draped across my waist and the other one draped
on the pillows above our heads it could only mean one thing and that one
thing confirmed itself within another minute. I felt myself begin to
respond to Pedro's stimulation.

His hand left my waist and pushed down between our bodies to grasp onto my
rising cock, squeezing it and speeding up that process, the heat of his
hand flowing into my body. He added his rock hard cock to the mix, wrapping
his hand around them both, pressing them together and slowly stroking
them. I just lay there and let the boy play, allowing my hand to run down
his side, travel over the curve of his hip then down onto his butt. None of
this last too long because he let go, pushed on the front of my hip,
encouraging me to roll onto my back, not that I needed a great deal of
encouragement.

Pedro's hand cupped my balls and stayed there while the rest of his body
slid down the bed until his mouth found and encompassed my cock head. I
closed my eyes while the boys' tongue explored the swollen tissue, pushing
at the slit and running around the rim. His hand moved up, his fingers
wrapped around the shaft and he began to slowly stroke me while he
attempted to take more of me inside his mouth. I hadn't had any sex,
including by my own hand, for almost 4 days, almost the longest since
second week in Costa Rica. Having a cute young teen working on my cock as
Pedro was felt really good.

My right hand moved down to rub gently on the back of Pedro's head then
down onto his back then back to his head. The room began to lighten up as
clouds passed from in front of the moon, which was now in it's new stage,
so I opened my eyes briefly to watch Pedro's head move up and down, using
my now upright cock as a guide. I let my eyes close again as ripples of
pleasure flowed through my body. I was so caught up in a fog of hotness
that I didn't hear my bedroom door open and light from the moon must have
dispelled any light from the hallway outside.

"Can I sleep in here," I heard a voice whisper softly and opened my eyes to
see Javier standing there in his boxers, his eyes on Pedro who turned over
quickly when Javier spoke. I was a little embarrassed and guilty that he
had caught me in the act of having sex with another boy. Javier's gaze went
to Pedro's rock hard cock and his hand went to his crotch.

I mumbled and "uhuh," for what could I do, say no?

"Can I play too," the boy asked quietly and I nodded my head. His boxers
came off in a flash revealing a twelve year old cock that was on its rise
to glory. The only thing better than being naked in bed with a cute young
teenage boy is being with two at the same time. Javier immediately reached
down and took hold of Pedro's cock and stroked it a couple of times and in
response Pedro reached out and took hold of Javier.

This is gonna be fun, I thought to myself. Pedro got up onto an elbow and
placed his mouth over Javier's cock and started to suck him, the move
forcing the younger boy to stand upright, letting go of Pedro's cock in the
process. I moved down immediately and reached over Pedro's hip to grasp
onto his recently vacated dick and begin to stroke him. I found it hot as
hell seeing Javier get a blow job from another boy, his face reflecting the
feelings that were ripping through the 12 year olds body.

Pedro didn't seem real inclined to stop paying homage to Javier so I
decided to help the older teen. I got off the bed, Javier watching me, and
went over to him, raised his chin and pressed my lips against his. He
opened his mouth willingly and thrust his tongue out to meet mine, a moan
erupting from deep in his throat. One of my hands moved downward to rub and
knead on his delicious little butt while the other one elected to rub
against a nipple. I felt movement then a hand on my dick and before I could
look to actually see what was going on, the warmth of Pedro's mouth spread
up my cock and down into my balls. The hand that was on Javier's nipple
headed south, found his raging boner, and got busy stroking the stiff
flesh.

That configuration didn't last long and eventually Pedro rolled onto his
back, although he still held onto my cock. I broke away from Javier, put a
knee on the bed, leaned over and began licking Pedro's balls. I inhaled
deeply, taking in the heady fragrance of a growing boys' crotch. I wouldn't
imagine ever tiring of that smell. I reached up and took hold of Pedro's
rampant cock and out of the corner of my eye I saw Javier move into place,
kneeling at Pedro's head and offering the older teen his preteen
cock. Pedro didn't miss a beat but raised up, reached up, pulled down, and
put his mouth over Javier's cock.

I concentrated on the task at hand, or cock at mouth as it were, moving my
head up and down on the stiffened shaft. My free hand pulled on Pedro's
smooth hairless balls which helped keep his foreskin retracted and thus
increase the sensitivity on his swollen cock head. The boy was leaking
precum at a fairly decent rate and I lapped it up like the honey it was as
I brought the boy closer to the sperming state. Javier moved into more of a
kneeling position, straddling Pedro's face so that he could fuck the boys'
warm mouth, which was exactly what he was doing. It didn't take long before
Javier said he was going to cum so pulled his dick from Pedro's mouth
stating that he wanted to do more sucking before he squirted.

Essentially we traded places; I fed my dick to Pedro who allowed Javier to
take over sucking his. After a few minutes of that configuration the boys
stated that they wanted to double team me. Although not in those words. The
upshot was that I lay back with a boy on each side of me, both licking at
my cock, then one sucking my dick while the other licked my balls. A minute
later they traded places. I gotta say that it was pretty hot for me to look
down and watch 2 cute dark skinned boys licking at my dick, their mouths
close enough to kiss if they had wanted to.

Javier had been lying on his belly as he worked on me and like any red
blooded male that was caught up in a fog of hotness, he tended to grind his
cock into the bed. He had just finished sucking my cock with Pedro had been
licking things when all of a sudden he groaned, quickly rolled onto his
back and wrapped some fingers around his cock and began jacking off. Both
Pedro and I watched and before the boy got three strokes done his cock shot
a glob of sperm out onto his belly, the distance surprising me. It was
followed by another shot and the fireworks were over, cum oozing out of his
slit to slide down onto his thumb where it bounced along with the motion of
his jacking off then fell to his belly. I enjoyed watching a boy jack off
but watching a boy with foreskin seemed hotter to me.

Pedro immediately went to his back and began stroking his own cock so I
followed suit and in keeping with my feelings about foreskins I spent the
time watching Pedro love himself which of course helped me get to where I
needed to be faster than usual. Pedro came, squirting streams of sperm onto
his chest and belly and when he went to ooze I came. Again, it had been 3-4
days since I'd cum (it turned out to be the same for Javier) so there was
some pressure built up and my first shot landed up by my nipples, the next
4 decreasing in distance and amount before I too started to ooze. The
difference was that I oozed more than the boys so the stuff was fairly
running out of my dick like a leaky faucet, which I suppose, it was.

After the 3 of us got cleaned up we lay in bed, me in the middle with a
cute naked boy on each side, cuddled up together. "I wonder how things are
going in the tent," I said, more of a thought being audibly processed than
an actual question. Javier snorted which caused both Pedro and I to ask
"what".

"He's probably got all three of those boys naked and sucking all of their
cocks, Angelo vida sexual," Javier said, the tone of his voice indicating
what he considered the obvious, that Angelo was a sex fiend-a vida sexual.

"Seriously," Pedro asked, raising his head to look at Javier, then at me. I
looked at Javier as well and the expression that he had for me was
something like, come on you know what he's like. I let my head relax back
on the pillow wishing that I was a fly on the tent wall.

In The Tent

Outside in the tent Angelo had just swallowed a couple of tablespoons of
Joaquin's freshly produced sperm, the cock head still seeping the last
vestiges of a kind of orgasm that the young teen had never felt in his
life. That goddamned little boy could suck a mean cock, and he was so
beautiful too, Joaquin was thinking to himself.

"Ohhh," Sebastian moaned as he came, squirting his sperm out onto the side
of Angelo's face. The adorable young thing left one cock and tried for
another and got shot just below his eye for his effort but between him and
the cocks owner they got the tube into Angelo's mouth so that the little
boy caught the rest of Joaquin's boy honey, the warm gooey liquid oozing
into Angelo's mouth and then down the boy's throat.

They had no sooner gotten into the tent when Angelo began encouraging the
older boys to get undressed. Ostensibly of course, it was to get undressed
for bed but the little imp had other ideas. He began to unbutton his jeans
so Joaquin and Sebastian began to do so as well. When Ali hadn't moved,
Angelo chided him and the older boy revealed that he wasn't wearing
underwear. Quite the opposite of being deterred, Angelo informed the group
that he too would sleep naked and shoved his jeans and boxers to the floor
of the tent then peeled his t-shirt off and stood there before them, naked
as the day he was born. His little cocklet was already on the rise and all
3 of the teens watched as Angelo rubbed, stroked and grabbed at it and his
marble sized balls. Ali began to unbutton his jeans while the other 2 boys
were already shoving their jeans and underwear to their ankles, exposing
fresh meat to the young Adonis standing before them.

Neither cock was fully hardened but as the 2 boys pulled their shirts off
both cocks started their rise. Joaquin had barely gotten his shirt off when
Angelo dropped to the floor of the tent and cupped the boy's balls,
admiring the fairly smooth eggs. He reached out with his other hand and
took hold of Sebastian's larger cock, commenting, "Mucho grande el pollo."
By that time Ali was naked as well and gently fondling his thickening
cock. Without asking permission, Angelo leaned over, pulled Sebastian's
fully hardened cock upright and put his mouth over it causing the boy to
groan and beautiful little boy began to suck his cock.

Angelo didn't spend a lot of time there. With so much cock to taste he had
to get going so moved over to Joaquin and began sucking that boy's
cock. Since a small amount of time had elapsed, the teens body had started
to do what it was suppose in times such as those, so there was a fair
amount of precum smeared all over his cock head due to the fondling and
stroking that he'd been doing. Angelo pulled the foreskin back and licked
the head clean before lowering his head and sucking on the swollen flesh.

The other two teen simply stared, not believing that the cute young boy
they'd been working beside for 3 days was so hot for cock. Sebastian's gaze
went to the boys' butt, the perfectly shaped twin globes facing him. He had
never fucked anyone before but he was sure as hell thinking about it. He
squeezed his cock roughly as he thought about the possibility of driving
his large cock into Angelo's tight little butt.

Angelo left Joaquin's cock and went for Ali's since the older teen had been
kneeling along side the younger boy. Angelo began doing to Ali what he'd
done to every other male that had put a hard cock in his face, bobbing his
head up and down on the pole. He was more on his side then, his rock hard
little boner sticking out from his slender young body. Sebastian couldn't
take it any longer, he needed to be involved in some way. He lay down
alongside Angelo and took the younger boys' cock in his fingers and stroked
it a few time. Angelo didn't skip a beat, didn't look to see who was
touching him, he simply moved at the hips, giving his molester better
access to his boy stuff.

Sebastian admired the boys body, the taut belly, the defining lines that
created the V between his legs and of course the smooth hairless plumbing
that defined Angelo as a boy. The teenager skinned Angelo's foreskin back
and forth over his sensitive cock head, the flesh slightly shiny from the
body's natural lubricant. Sebastian felt the butterfly's raging in his
muscled belly, leaned in closer and took the preteen cock into his mouth
and began sucking it. A warmth spread through Sebastians' body as if he'd
taken a drink of guaro, the local cheap alcohol made from sugar can. The
boy had only had a cock in his mouth a handfull of times but each time it
produced the same incredible feelings and the desire to do it more and
more. He had done it a couple of times with his friends in the boy pack,
Ali and them, but in the past few weeks he'd been with a boy about Javier's
age who, like Angelo, had initiated an experience with the older teen.

Adrian was like Angelo in that he was cute as the dickens as well as sexual
beyond imagination. When he finally convinced Sebastian to take his pants
down and show him his cock, Adrian had all but gobbled the thing up. He
sucked Sebastians cock with a fury and when Sebastian had sucked Adrian, he
felt like he'd come home, that this was something that he'd been waiting
for all of his young life. He didn't understand the feelings that he had
for the boy. Sebastian liked girls, at least he thought he did. He looked
at the girlie magazines with other boys and sometimes jacked off with
them. There were girls at school that he thought about when he stroked his
thick cock in his bed at night, or in the shower or wherever. After being
with Adrian, it was the boy he thought about when he played with his dick,
making it hard, loving it, and finally squirting his sperm onto his muscled
torso.

Sebastian was all but purring as his lips slid up and down Angelo's warm
stiff flesh, as his hands fondled the hairless sac of Angelo's small
balls. And he thought about his darling Adrian, wishing that it was him
that the teenage was sucking on. That was the one thing that Sebastian
didn't like about this job; the living away from his home, not seeing or
being with his young lover boy.

Angelo moved away from Ali's cock which in turn made Sebastian move. The
little boy turned around and went for the stiff pole sticking up from
between Sebastians smooth thighs. Sebastian's eyes closed as the warmth
spread from his cock to the rest of his body. He didn't suck as good as
Adrian did but it was still pretty good. Behind Angelo, Ali began to rub
the boys' bubble butt, kneading the orbs. Ali had never fucked a girl
either, and he'd never fucked a boy but he was sure dying to stuff his rock
hard pride and joy between those delicious brown cheeks and fuck the kid
until his balls unloaded the thick white cum into the boys' ass.

Angelo was very aware of Ali's hands on his butt. He was very aware of the
older boy prying the cheeks open and exposing his little butt hole in the
process. He wondered if Ali was going to touch him there, to rub a finger
across the tight little muscle or even try to get a finger inside of him,
like that guy in the park had done. And finally, the little boy wondered if
one of these boys was going to fuck him, to cram one of their big cocks
into his butt and fuck him like a dog. He secretly wanted that, to feel a
man's big cock in his butt. He wanted Greg to fuck him but there hadn't
been any time since Greg and Javier had gotten back from America. He knew
that Greg had fucked Javier, not that Javier had told him but Angelo saw
how Javier was different, saw how he interacted with Greg or looked at Greg
when Javier didn't know someone else was watching him. Angelo loved Greg,
wanted Greg to be his lover, wanted Greg to put his big cock in Angelo's
ass and fuck him. He wanted to feel Greg's cock inside of his body, to know
what it was like to get fucked. Now he had 3 boys who might be willing to
do that, not that he still didn't want Greg because he did. But Angelo
seemed to be on a mission, even though he didn't realize it, and while he
doubted that it was going to happen that night, he was determined to make
it happen, and soon.

Sebastian could feel his sperm building up, knew that he was going to
cum. He warned Angelo what was going to happen, told him that he was going
to cum but Angelo seemed to suck Sebastian even harder, and then he
stopped.  He went back to cock number one, Joaquin, and began sucking his
cock. All the time that the 14 year old had been watching Angelo with his
friends he been stroking his favorite body part, squeezing the top part of
his dick and adding pressure as he moved his foreskin back and forth over
the swollen, ultra sensitive head. He was pretty close to cumming when
Angelo went back to sucking his cock so it didn't take long before he felt
his belly tingle and then his balls tighten a little and the overwhelming
feelings of sperm flying up through his hard cock.

Angelo was a little surprised when the warm liquid filled his mouth but it
didn't stop him from swallowing the strange tasting stuff and working to
suck more of it from the cock. He knew it was sperm of course, and judging
from the amount of moaning that Joaquin was doing, it must have felt pretty
good. The tube in his mouth finally stopped leaking he turned his head for
another one, knowing that big cocked Sebastian was jacking off right next
to him. He started to turn his head and got sperm on his face, a glob of it
hitting high on his cheek bone. He opened his mouth and got the next one
and began sucking and swallowing as fast as he could because that boy made
more sperms than the other one had. Before Sebastian finished cumming Ali
started, his cum splattering Angelo's chest four times before the little
boy took his mouth away from the cock to watch as one more shot hit his
belly.

As Ali's cock stopped shooting and started oozing Angelo wiped a glob of
sperm off his face, some from his chest, and began jacking off, using the
white goo as a lube. The three teens watched in amazement as Angelo began
tugging on his small hairless balls and moving his spermed up hand rapidly
up and down on his cock head. None of them had never jacked off until they
hit puberty and they'd never really known that young boys could jack off
too. Well, Sebastian knew because Adrian had cum while he was with
Sebastian but he'd never really watched the preteen jack off.

Angelo's eyes were closed and the expressions that crossed his smooth brown
face were a clear indicator that he was experiencing some pretty powerful
feelings. Pretty soon he went backwards and lay there, stroking furiously
then moaned loudly and his body started shaking. He thrust his hips in the
air, a move that all three of the teenagers were familiar with, and moaned
even louder. The boy was having a cum but without the actual sperm,
something that the older boys were unaware could happen.

Things finally slowed down, quieted down, then stopped. Angelo lay on the
floor of the tent panting and rubbing his balls. Amazingly enough the other
3 cocks were slowly deflating, heading for their default state. Angelo
finally rose up onto his elbows, scanned the tent floor for his underwear
then cleaned the cooling sperm from his torso then tossed the sticky
garment into a corner.

"That was fun," Angelo said, to no one in particular. The other boys looked
at each then to the beautiful boy and nodded their heads. Ali finally asked
Angelo where he'd learned to suck cock because there was no way a boy could
suck that good without having some practice. Angelo smiled and said it was
a secret. Each of the boys was wondering if the boy had been practicing on
Greg or even Javier.

"Do you want to do it again?" Angelo asked them and to a boy they nodded
their heads. Of course they did, they were boys and getting your cock
sucked when you're a boy is of paramount importance and it matters little
to nothing if the person doing the sucking is another boy.

"But not tonight. We have plenty of work to do in the morning, we need to
get to sleep." The announcement had been done my Ali and neither Sebastian
or Joaquin were willing to go against him. Angelo didn't have that problem
because the fact was they had worked hard that day and he was tired. There
would be plenty of time for more cock sucking and hopefully getting fucked
by one of them. Or Greg. Ali turned the lantern off then set it just
outside the tent door then lay on top of his sleeping bag and quickly fell
asleep.