Date: Thu, 20 Sep 2018 05:40:46 -0700 From: Dylan Hani Subject: Josh's Adventures: The Four Day Weekend Chapter 2 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; please do not repost or claim as your own. This story involves sexual encounters between a teenage boy with several other boys, and a few adult men. If you wish to comment, please send me an email at dyhaniboys@gmail.com. Enjoy! P.S. Please consider donating to the Nifty Archive so we can continue enjoying our erotic stories. Thank you! Josh's Adventures: The Four Day Weekend, by Dylan Hani. Chapter 2 Peter had rules, at first it was a few rules, but over three months they added up. He liked being in control, and I loved it. I loved his rules just as much as he did, I think. I came whenever he said I could cum. I sucked him whenever he wanted to be sucked, he fucked me whenever he wanted to fuck me. He fucked me in any position he wanted, and he fucked me however he wanted. When we were alone, I always had to be naked, and I always had to lick up all of the precum I got over stuff. My ass, my cock, my balls, and my mouth were all his. He could stick whatever he wanted wherever he wanted. Sometimes he stuck his fingers in my mouth, sometimes it was a toe, usually his cock, but sometimes a banana or something else shaped like a cock. He did the same thing with my hole. He loved it, he was always finding new things to fuck me with: a rolling pin, a cucumber, sharpies, his fingers, the handle of a tennis racket, a small bat from when he a kid, the handle of a pan, a screwdriver, candles, bananas, shampoo bottles. He's very creative, and I fucking love it. This weekend he promised me surprise, a new idea he had. I wasn't sure what it was, and the rules said I couldn't ask, so I didn't. I just waited on my hands and knees for him to catch his breath and get hard again. It usually didn't take long. "Josh, get on the table and wait. With your ass this way" Peter said. I crawled to the table and got on it, turning so he and Matt could see my ass. That was another rule, whenever I was on my hands and knees, I wasn't allowed to get up until he said so. So I waited on the glass coffee table, leaking precum. "Are you exited for your first adult cock?" Peter asked. "Yes" I said. Peter and Matt laughed. "You should make him call you Sir, or Master" Matt said. "Dude, yes!" Peter exclaimed. "Josh, whenever I ask you a question, you always have to call me Master. That's your new rule, got it?" he asked. "Yes" I said "Master" I added. My cock jumped a little. Master. . . I fucking loved it. It was perfect, because he kind of was my master. "Call Matt Master too" he said. "Yes, Master" I said. "Nah, call me Sir" Matt said. I didn't respond, there wasn't a rule about this. "Listen to him. If tells you to do something, you do it like it's me who's telling you. Same for other people I tell you. Got it?" Peter said. "Yes, Master" I said. Other people? My cock jumped again, and I suddenly imagining other scenarios in which there were more people fucking me. Could it be possible? A few weeks back, Peter had asked me to tell him all of my fantasies. All of them. He asked me as he played with my balls and hit my prostate with a sharpie. He wouldn't let me cum until I told him all of them. He said he could make one of them happen: getting used by an adult. I didn't really believe him until I saw Matt's massive cock. Maybe he also planned to make another one of them true: having other guys fuck me. I tried to think if there any boys that he might have invited. I went through all of the boys in my class, in his class, the soccer team, the football team, the swim team, all the boys in the locker room, imaging all of them taking a turn on my ass. "How far have you gotten with him?" Matt asked. "Not as far as you did with me" Peter said "I've fucked him, shoved all sorts of shit up his pretty little hole, I did some cum control, but nothing much else yet" he said. "Want me to help you with more fucked up shit?" Matt asked. I moaned without meaning to. Matt and Peter laughed. "Fuck yea, bro!" Peter said. "and he fuckin' wants it!" he added. It was true, I totally fucking wanted it. "Josh, tell Matt how much you want his cock in your mouth" Peter said. I blushed, hard. He liked making me do that, describe what I wanted, making me beg for it. It made me hard as fuck. I think he liked listening to the good kid say shit like that. "I want it. I want his-" I started. "Stop, tell HIM" Peter said. I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "I want you, Sir. I want your big, thick cock in my mouth. I want to lick the head, taste your precum, I want you to shove it in my mouth, to make me gag on it, I want you to force it all the way down my throat and shoot your cum in me" I said. I looked at the table and saw that I had made another pool of precum on it. This one was much bigger. "Not bad, but I don't think he understands his place yet" Matt said. "Slut, listen up" he said. "You're a slut, a cocksucking slut, you want me to throatfuck you like the little cock hungry slut you are. Say it" he said. I shivered. "I'm a slut, a cockhungry, cocksucking slut, and I want you to fuck my throat like the little slut that I am" I said, feeling my cock dribble more precum onto the table. "That's better. He just needs practice" Matt said. "Beg for his cock" Peter said. "Please, Sir, give me your cock" I said, it sounded wrong, like I didn't mean it. I meant it though. I started talking before Peter could correct me. I told him what I wanted. "Please, Sir, Let me lick your cock, let me suck you dry. Please give me your cum, take my head and hold me as you shove your cock in my slut mouth, shove it all the way down until I gag and I can't breathe, please, please feed me your cock, your cum, please, Sir!" I said. I moaned "*please, please give me your cock!" * * "*I think he means it" Matt said. "Crawl over here and suck my brother's cock, slut" Peter said. I almost jumped off the table. I crawled as fast as I could to the couch, looking at Matt's cock. "Hands behind your back" Matt said. "Yes, Sir" I said. I put my hands behind my back and stared at the wonderful cock in front of me. Like Peter, he had a straight cut cock. It was thicker around the middle too, thicker than his cockhead even. I shivered as I imagined what it would feel like as he slid into my ass. I opened my mouth, made a little "o" with my lips and slid that beautiful cockhead into my mouth. His precum tastes amazing. Salty, but kind of sweet too, and his cock tasted like Peter's but with more sweat. I sucked on it, getting a little more of his precum. I rolled it around in my mouth as I licked the bottom of his cockhead and pulled back. I swallowed the taste of him, looking up at him and smiling. "Look at me next time" Matt said. "Yes, Sir" I said. I met his eyes and didn't look away as I took the head of his cock in my mouth again and swirled my tongue around it. I looked up at him as he moaned. I felt his hand on the back of my head. He gently pushed me down, forcing more of him in me. I kept looking at him, I kept sucking. He placed both his hands behind my head and pulled me closer, forcing more of his delicious cock into my mouth. He paused as my lips hit the part of him where he got thicker, I wiggled my head a bit, trying to get my lips over that edge. He pushed my head down and I felt my teeth scrape against his cock as the head hit the back of my throat. I gagged, chocking a bit as he held me in place. He let go, and I sat up, breathing deeply and swallowing the thick spit that formed in my mouth. "Let it fall down your chin, I like that" Matt said. I nodded. "Yes, Sir" I said, my voice coming out all hoarse. Peter showed Matt his phone, making him smile. "Are you recording?" I asked. Peter glared at me. "I'm sorry, Master" I said. Matt pushed my head onto his cock again, and I immediately take as much in my mouth as I can. He thrusts a little, hitting the back of throat and making me choke. "Yeah! Choke on that!" Matt says. "Keep looking at me" he commands. I look up and shift a little as he forces more of his cock into my throat. I choke again, but he just pushes harder, getting the thick part of his cock inside my mouth. I can feel his cockhead in my throat now, and it's different than with Peter. Matt is thicker, longer, and I have to keep swallowing to let him in. He pulls it out suddenly, leaving me gasping for breath and coughing. I almost swallow, then remember that he wants me to spit it out. I close my mouth, puckering my lips and pushing all of the precum and spit out, letting it dribble down my chin and feeling a few drops of it hit my chest. I look up at him as he starts to move my head again. "Keep choking on my cock, bitch" He says. I nod at him and take it back in my mouth, letting him force me on me. I choke again as he hit's the back of my throat. He hold me in place thrusting into my throat. I choke again, feeling spit run down my chin and his grip on my head tighten. He pulls out, letting go of my head. I gasp for air, spitting out and reaching to wipe my face. "No, bitch, I want to see your snot get all over you" he says. I stop and breathe through my mouth. "Yes, Sir" I say. I can feel tears running down my cheeks, and I don't why I'm crying. I'm loving this, I want more. "Again" Matt says. This time, he's more careful, he's slower. I keep my eyes fixed on his face as I feel the thick part slide into my mouth and the tip of his cock slide into my throat. I don't choke this time, until he pushes harder and suddenly, like some kind of magic, his whole cock is in my mouth. I gag, choke, and jerk a little, but he just holds me in place as my chin comes to rest on his massive balls and my nose gets pressed up against him. I can't believe it! I have it! his whole cock in my throat. I look up at him, trying to smile around the base of his cock as he moans and Peter gives out a little yell. He pulls it out again, leaving me breathless and beaming with pride. I can't believe I managed it! It makes me shiver with excitement as I let the spit run down my chin and to my chest. I look up at Matt and grin like an idiot. "Good job, slut" Matt says. "Thank you, Sir" I manage to say. Matt grabs my head and looks at me, suddenly all serious. "I'm going to put it back in, and I'm going to be gentle with you, since you've never had anything this big down your pretty little slut throat. Just keep looking at me while I do it." he says. "Yes, Sir" I say and open my mouth. Matt guides my head down his cock again, giving me a moment to choke as the thick part gets to the back of my mouth. He grabs my throat, like Peter, and then slowly begins to move his cock in and out of my mouth, making me choke more. He's slow at first, only getting it half out and half in. After a few passes, he goes longer, pulling it almost all the way out, then all the way down. I'm in fucking heaven! He pulls his cock all the way out, giving me only a second to spit out and breathe before it's all the way back in my throat again. I gag and remember to make eye contact as he does it a few more times. He slides all the way in, then begins thrusting small, fast thrusts, assaulting my throat with his cock and making me choke as I try to moan into his cock. He stops suddenly, pulling his cock out of my mouth and grabbing it with his hand. "Open your mouth, I want to cum on you" he says. I spit out, lean back and open my mouth. He starts stroking his cock, hard and fast, aiming at my face. A few more strokes and massive rope of cum erupts from his cock, hitting my face, from my forehead to my chin. He jerks again as another stream of his hot cum lands mostly in my mouth, then a third, a fourth that misses and hits my hair. He jerks again, his massive cock throbbing in front of me as a fifth stream of cum hits my mouth and my nose. Three more, all around my mouth, and finally, he sticks his cockhead in my mouth and gives me one last spurt of cum, right on my tongue. He slumps back, moaning loudly. "Fuck!" He yells. He sits up, catching his breath. "Swirl it around, get it all over the inside of your mouth, and don't swallow until I tell you" he says between breaths. I nod and close my mouth, swirling his cum in my mouth, coating every inch of it, savoring the sweet and salty taste of his cum as much as I can. I resist the urge to swallow, the urge to wipe my face. "Open your mouth, show me" he says. I open my mouth and show him. I have to tilt my head back so that it won'd dribble out. He smiles and I see Peter take a picture. "Swirl it around some more" he says. I gladly do it. He turns to Peter and whispers at him. They whisper between themselves for a while as I keep swirling his amazing cum in my mouth, enjoying every fucking second of it. Finally, he looks at me. "Show me" he says. I open my mouth. He nods. "Good, let me see you swallow it" he said. I close my mouth and finally swallow down that perfect liquid, moaning as I feel it slide down my throat. "Open your mouth" he says. I open my mouth and show him that I swallowed it all. "Good slut" he says. "Say thank you" Peter says. "Thank you, Sir" I say. Matt smiles and uses his fingers to scoop up his cum on my face, sticking his fingers in my mouth. I suck them, getting every drop of his cum off of them. After a while he stops and points at his cock. "Clean me up" he says. I look at his cock, now mostly soft, and begin cleaning him up, licking and sucking off every bit of cum and spit on his until he's hard and clean again. I resist the urge to wipe my face. Matt looks at me, then at Peter. "I think we should let what's left on him dry out" he says. Peter nods. "For sure. Now, clean up the mess you made on the table and down here" he says. "Yes, Master" I say, getting down and licking up the mess of precum I left on the floor. "I'm really glad that dad pulled out the carpet" Matt says, making Peter laugh.