Date: Thu, 17 May 2018 13:39:43 +0000
From: Devon Campbell <peterbilt1228@live.com>
Subject: Key West Escorts

**061 - Dad and Son, Key West Escorts

                              Dad and Son, Key West Escorts

I took a cab to the address given me.  I told the driver to wait till I
waved him on. I walked behind the high garden wall and went up to the door
of a room that extended out from the rest of the house.  I had barely
knocked when the door opened.  There stood a brawny, muscular man, looked
to be in his late thirties, wearing a tank top, rugby style shorts, work
boots and a baseball cap, and sporting a day's growth of beard that made
him look even more rugged. I liked him immediately for a myriad of reasons;
his broad, muscle heaped shoulders, his arms, his looks of course, and the
nice bulge in his snug fitting shorts, but what grabbed me was his huge,
muscular thighs.  He was a total package, built like a rugby player.  If
this was dad, I could hardly wait to meet the son that was mentioned in the
ad.  I almost forgot to wave the cab on but I went out and paid him and
sent him on his way.

I introduced myself and he invited me in. Going into the house it occurred
to me that I didn't know how old his son was--I hadn't asked. I pictured
him to be eighteen or nineteen, college age, considering the work he was
doing with his dad.

The man whistled a shrill whistle and called out that they had company.
"I'll be right there," came the reply.

I took the moment to look around the room.  I thought the way it was
situated out from the house that it might have been added on strictly for
entertaining their guests/clients.  There was a long wicker sofa with thick
cushions and two huge wicker chairs, the obligatory lamps and end tables,
an entertainment center with a large TV, and even a small refrigerator.
Most intriguing of all was the king size bed piled with pillows and the
play gear.  There were heavy leather restraints attached to the wall over
the headboard and gleaming chains suspended overhead with cuffs dangling.
This was definitely their work place; their office.  The man didn't ask for
the money up front and I didn't offer.

The door opened and I got perhaps the most wonderful surprise of my
life. There stood a boy in his early teens, looking so seductively innocent
and sexy he took my breath away. I say in his early teens based on his
eyes; he could pass for older, but certainly not yet eighteen.  He was
tall, wearing black boots, thigh hugging workout shorts that had slits up
the sides, showing all of his thighs right up to the sides of his butt, and
lifting gloves.  A white T-shirt, cut off right at his pecs exposed his
lean, smooth upper body with the most incredible set of abs I've ever seen
on a boy his age, whatever that was, accented by a light flurry of hair in
a treasure trail that began at his navel and disappeared under the waist
band of his shorts.  His tanned legs had the same light coating of
hair. Legs like his father, exceptional for his age. He was handsome with
short cropped, dark hair with thick eyebrows over snappy dark eyes.  His
chiseled square jaw gave him a look of maturity beyond his years, which I
still had not determined yet.

"Sorry, I was just finishing working out.  Do I have time to shower?" he
asked.  His voice was that delightful tone of a boy's voice just recently
changed.

"Hurry up," his dad said.

"Wait," I stopped him.  "He's fine the way he is."

They both gave a funny look then dad said, "All right then," and waved him
into the room.

"I'll go turn of the music," the boy said.

When he had gone back into the room I asked, "He's beautiful.  How old is
he?"

"Is it going to make a difference if he's not eighteen?"

"Not one damn bit," I replied.

"He's about to turn sixteen."

"Oh, fuck," I said, unable to hide the excitement in my voice.  "Except for
his eyes and his innocent look, he could pass for college age."

"But ask him how old he is.  He likes to be asked."

He came back, taking off his lifting gloves. We had not been introduced.

"My name's Parker, Park for short," the man said, putting out his hand.
"This is my son, Colt.  He's the stud-pony around here."

"Pete," I said, putting out my hand first to Park, then to the boy, who was
taking off his lifting gloves. "You can leave the gloves on," I told
him. We shook hands and he put the glove back on.

"You guys make yourselves comfortable, I'll get us a beer," Park said as he
exited the room.

I wondered why he didn't have beer in the small refrigerator.

Colt motioned to the sofa then went over and sat down, his legs sprawled
apart.  I took the middle cushion beside him and put my hand on his bare
leg. He instinctively flexed the muscle for me.

"You don't have to flex to impress me," I said. "Your legs are awesome.
I've never seen such well-developed thighs on a boy your age."

"I do a lot of squats for my legs.  I wanta be bulked up enough to try out
for rugby next year."

"Did your dad play rugby?  He's go powerful thighs, too."

"Yeah, and he wrestled.  More'n anything in the world, I just wanta be like
him."

"That's a lofty goal," I said.

"If I didn't have a dad I think I would want to be like you," he said. I
smiled but thought he was saying it for customer relations.

"That's not such a lofty goal," I said.

"You're both such studs."

"You're well on your way."  Then I asked, "How old are you, Colt?"

"Fifteen."

"You look older."

"Yeah, I get that all the time except for my face. Actually I soon will be
older, I'm closer to sixteen."

I laughed. "It's those young, innocent eyes."

"Yeah, I guess that's part of the attraction, looking so young."

"It IS the attraction.  Well, along with everything else.  Like those abs."
I laid my hand on his stomach.  "I've never seen abs like this on a boy
your age.  You are definitely the total package," I said as I rubbed my
hand across his tight stomach.

"I got my dad's genes," he said.

"Yes, your dad is very well built."  I ran my hand up under his cut-off
shirt and squeezed his chest muscles.  "Nice."

"Thanks."  He shivered when I dragged my fingers across his nipples.

"That feel good?"

"Yeah."

"I can make it feel better."  I leaned in and began kissing his smooth
chest, dragging my tongue across his turgid nipples.

"Fuck, yeah, that feels good," he moaned.

"Does your dad let you talk like that?" I joked.

He laughed.  "He taught me to talk like that."

I was nuzzling in his armpit, wetting the impressive growth of hair there,
tasting his salty sweat, and had just laid my hand over the front of his
shorts when his dad came back with the beer.

"Well, I see you started without me," he said.  He tore off a beer and
tossed one to me, then he tore off another, drank about half of it then
handed it to Colt. He took one for himself and set it on the table, then
put the rest in the refrigerator.  "I see you're not one to waste time," he
said as he opened his beer.  "You didn't need to stop," he told me. "You
like?"

"He's awesome," I said. "But I'm curious. How'd you guys get started doing
this?  Together, I mean," I asked.

Park looked at Colt.  "Do you wanta tell him?"

He laughed and blushed a little.

He caught me and my best friend in a sixty nine.  We didn't know it till
later.  I'd lied and told him we were going to spend the afternoon at the
pool then go over to Randy's house for a little bit, then Randy was staying
all night with me.  Dad left for work and Randy came right over and we went
at it.  We never got very many chances like that, to have the house to
ourselves. We barely took time out to eat and shower; it was like none stop
sex.  Well, Dad came home early, we didn't hear him drive up, didn't even
know he was in the house, let alone at the door of my room.  He never said
a word till dinner that night, after Randy decided he should go home. He
told me he was disappointed in me.  Man, I could feel the weight crushing
me.  The last thing I ever wanted to do was disappoint my dad. I asked what
I'd I done to disappoint him, and he said, "Son what made you think you had
to lie and sneak around to be with your best friend?"

Right away, I started to cop out and make excuses but he stopped me
cold. He said, "Don't compound it with another lie.  I came home early; I
saw you and Randy together."

"Oh." That was all I could say.

He said, "From the looks of the bed, you boys never left the house."

I told him we didn't, and that I was sorry.  And I was starting to pucker
up. I was sort of scared.  Not that he would hit me or anything, he's never
done that.  He already said he was disappointed and I was afraid he
wouldn't love me anymore.  You know what he did?  He came around to the
back of my chair and told me to stand up and he pulled my chair back. He
told me to turn around and face him and he made me look him squarely in the
eye. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do.  He put his hands on my
shoulders and told me I didn't have anything to be sorry for except lying
to him. Then he told me that what me and Randy were doing was okay. Nothing
to be ashamed of, not in his house.

I right away told him I wasn't gay.  He said that didn't matter one way or
the other.  He said, "You boys are free to be who you are in your own
house." I was so happy I cried."

"You're a lucky boy," I said.  Then I looked at Park. "Sometimes it takes a
while for kids to understand unconditional love," I said.  "But that
doesn't explain how you got into the escort business."

"Actually, I was already in it," Park said.  "Living down here is
expensive. I was working as a waiter, living in a small, two room
apartment.  But then Colt was coming down to stay with me for a month and I
wanted to get a bigger place, so I got a job bartending at the Bull and
Whistle."

"Which level?" I asked.

"Ah, you know the Bull and Whistle," he said, laughing.

"I'm familiar with it."

"All three levels?" he asked.

"I've been to the top level."

"That's where I was.  I worked in my shorts; they told me I would make
better tips.  Shortly after I stared this guy comes up to the bar and
started talking and watching the scenery. He just wanted to talk, mostly
about me.  I was getting paid to listen.  Then he asked me to have a drink
with him after I got off work. I told him every place else would be closed
by the time I got off work. That's when he handed me his card, said he ran
a male escort service and would I be interested.  The first thing that
popped into my head: Prostitution. Illegal. I was immediately not
interested. Till he told me it paid two/three hundred dollars an hour.  He
piqued my interest.  We talked.  It didn't take long before I signed on
with him.  Did I mention that's two/three hundred dollars an hour!!  That's
how I got started."

"It was kinda touchy with Colt staying with me. Working two jobs plus doing
the escort thing, I was leaving him alone too much. And making up excuses
for being gone for those short periods of time, I was afraid he would catch
on to what I was doing.  But, I was making lots of money and was able to
buy this place."

"Well, he comes down this year older and wiser. Couple of times when I was
out he took the calls from the escort service; they didn't know who they
were talking to and he caught on to what I was doing.  I was devastated
that he knew his old man was working as a male escort but he didn't know
exactly what I was doing. He thought a male escort was someone paid to take
ladies out on dates.  I almost let him believe it except that the calls he
was taking were from men. I apologized and told him I would quit. But he
thought it was cool that I was actually being paid to have sex.  He said it
sounded like a dream job.  So I didn't quit."

"Well, I'd gotten a couple of calls about guys wanting a dad and son
team. Those times I worked with another younger guy to give the client what
he wanted.  Then Colt got one of those calls, wanting a dad and son team.
When he told me about the call and handed me the slip of paper with the
guy's phone number, I tore it in half and tossed it aside. Colt asked,
wasn't I going to call him. I told him, hell no."

"I reminded him, you've got a son, so why not?" Colt put in.

"I told him it wasn't something he needed to be getting into.  Then one day
he takes a call and he makes the arrangements, without consulting me;
writing down the information, while he's saying to the guy that we can be
there at that certain time .  The key word being we. I asked him about the
call while they're still on the line."

"Tonight, eight o'clock, his hotel room, he tells me, with his hand over
the phone.  I asked him about the we thing."

Colt chuckled.  "I told him the guy wanted somebody with a younger
brother."

"I told him no, to tell the guy the younger brother wasn't available."

"We had a little bit of an argument; Dad wasn't buying that it was a
brother thing, not dad and son," Colt said.

"How stupid was that argument anyway? Hell it was still me and him, dad and
son."

"I handed the phone to Dad and told him he could tell him; I wasn't going
to because I really wanted to do it."

"I could hear the guy talking, asking about the arrangements, the time and
everything and long story short, and without thinking it through, I got
rattled and confirmed the arrangements. And that's how the team of Stallion
and Stud-Pony was born. Not a pretty picture if you stop and think about
it."

"I think it's been great," Colt put in.

"I've had a couple of requests for just him, but I never let him go out
alone," Park said.

"Well I for one am glad you teamed up," I said. I set my beer down and put
my hand back on Colt's stomach. "Did I say he's awesome?"

"He works hard to build up his body."

"I don't know where to start," I said.

"Doesn't matter where you start.  Just enjoy the journey," Park said.
"Take your time and enjoy every inch of him."

I had my hand between his legs again.  "And how many inches would that be?"
I asked as I felt his hard cock inside his shorts.  I could feel he had on
a jockstrap too.

"You won't be disappointed," his dad said.

I began to explore the hard lump in his shorts as I kissed my way down his
stomach.  There was a certain thrill in kissing and wetting the yet sparse
treasure trail on this young stud.  Sparse but exciting, for no such trail
ever led to such exquisite treasures hidden in this boy's shorts. As I
reached the waist band he pushed it lower and the trail thickened.  I
pulled the waist lower to expose his impressive bush of dark hair. He
lifted his butt off the couch and shoved the workout shorts down off his
hips.  Together we worked them down to his knees and his dad was on hand to
take them off of him.

He was left in his jockstrap, bulging mightily with his young, hard cock.
It was an impressive bulge. I mouthed it through the cotton mesh material
and it throbbed in my mouth.  I held his hand from pulling it down and
craned my neck to get my face deep in his crotch. He moaned softly and
spread his legs wider.

"Why don't you take it over to the bed," Park said.

I was happy where we were but we moved to the bed. I was wondering if they
really were dad and son or if Colt was a local boy the man had latched onto
as his own lover. Colt stretched out with his legs splayed apart for me to
get between them.  I buried my face in his crotch again, mouthing and
licking the warm apex.

"Godd, you smell good," I murmured.

"I didn't even shower," he said.

"I know."  The smell of young musk and body splash was intoxicating.  I
wanted to devour him. I worked my arms under his legs, bringing his thighs
onto my shoulders.  It gave me freer access to his crotch and his ass crack
which where I was headed.  I continued to ignore his cock and when he
reached for it I brushed his hand away.  "I'll get to that," I told him.
Then I asked, "You can cum, right?"

"Sure, for quite a while now."

"You won't be disappointed in that either," his dad said.  "He shoots like
the stud-pony he is."

"When you get close, I want your load.  I don't want to waste it," I told
him.  I wanted to feel it shooting in my mouth and savor it and then
swallow it.

"Awesome! It ought to be a pretty good load; I haven't come since yesterday
morning."

Park got behind me and urged me onto my knees and pulled my shorts off my
butt. He worked them off of me then started rimming me.  I moaned into
Colt's ass.  Park reached between my legs for my cock. "Holy Shit!"  He
left my ass and turned onto his back and scooted under me between my legs.
"You're gonna love this cock, Colt," he said as he pulled it down and took
it in his mouth.

Colt's near hairless balls loomed above my face as I was tonguing his ass,
drawing me like a magnet.  I deftly removed my dentures and went for his
balls. It was easy to take them both in my mouth that way and I locked my
mouth tight against his crotch and lashed them with my tongue.  Then I
began sucking and munching on them, hard.

"Ohhhh!  Ohh, FUCK, he took his teeth out and he's chewing on my balls," he
moaned.  "Ohh, fuck that feels so good!"

I shoved his legs up and he pulled his knees to his chest.  His tight
pucker winked at me and I let the drool from his balls serve as lube to
work a finger into his ass.  He whimpered with pleasure.

"This is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen," I said.

"He is fuckable," Park said.  "Fuck, Colt, wait till you see this cock.
He's hung like a stallion."

"And you told him I was fuckable!"

"You can take it," Park said.

I found the boy's prostate and it went wild, palpitating and quivering.  He
choked down a groan. "Ohh, Godd, Pete, you chewing my balls and your finger
in my ass is making me wanta cum."

"Don't. Not yet," I said and I eased up on his prostate, released his balls
and moved up to the pouch of his jockstrap. I mouthed it till it was wet
with spit then pulled it off of him. He worked it the rest of the way off
his legs and tossed it aside.  I reached for it and put it around my neck;
I didn't want to waste the aroma.  I pulled his cock down from his stomach
and took it in in my mouth. He let out a loud groan as I swallowed his cock
all the way and licked his balls.  His cock bolted in my throat. I stared
chewing on his cock as I made my way up the shaft.

"Ohh, Godd, he's doing it again! He's chewing on my cock!  Fuck, it hurts
so good!"

When I got to the head I gummed it a little more gently but he cried out
for me to do it harder. I found his prostate again; he said it made him
want to cum.  He cringed and cried out and grabbed hold of the leather
cuffs hanging from the headboard.

"I'm cumming Pete! I'm cumming!"

I braced myself, so excited I was almost trembling. I gave him several full
throat strokes then held just the head of his cock in my mouth, biting
gently with my gums and lashing it with my tongue.  His cock bolted hard as
stone and I felt the powerful surge that caused it to swell, then he
exploded.

I whimpered with pure joy at the feel of his boy cum spurting into my mouth
with such force that it splattered across the roof of my mouth.  There was
the feel at first, then the exquisite taste of his cum covering my tongue
and bringing my taste buds to life.  At fifteen he didn't fill my mouth but
there was such force, and Godd, just the taste of him made me whimper.

I savored his juice for a long moment, sloshing it around the head of his
cock, causing it to twitch.  When my spit had diluted the taste, I
swallowed.  It went down so smooth and I could feel the thick globs sliding
across my tongue.  I could tell his cock was very sensitive now, and he was
still hard.  Reluctantly, I let it go but not before milking the shaft to
draw out the very last of his boy cream and there was another burst of
flavor across my tongue.

He sighed with relief and his body relaxed, all except his cock.  I
couldn't believe how hard he still was. I rose up and leaned up over him.
He was smiling weakly as if with satisfaction that he had done a good
job. He had, indeed, delivered the goods. My face hovered over his and I
looked into his deep eyes.

I told him, "That was the most delicious load of cum I've ever had."

"Thanks, I'm glad. I saved it up for you."

"Really, I can't describe it. It was like rare nectar from the loins of an
erotic young god."

He laughed. "I never heard it described like that before."

"I told you, you wouldn't be disappointed," Park said. "His cum always
tastes like that, always so fresh."

"That sounds like the voice of experience," I said.

Colt laughed again.  "He samples it every few days to make sure I'm on my
diet, he says.  I think he just likes sucking my cock."

Park punched him playfully.  "He is serious about the diet.  He eats lots
of high protein foods to feed his muscles but when we have someone coming
here he cuts out all meat and dairy and citrus and eats lots of fruit and
drinks fruit juice."

"And warm cinnamon tea," Colt put in. "Dad says it makes my cum taste
better."

"Well, I thank you for being so considerate. And this....."  I took hold of
his cock again.  "....how do you manage to keep this so hard?"

"Well, I guess `cause I'm fifteen."

"How many times can you cum?" I asked.

"Is four enough?"

"Oh, yes," I said.

"So, are you gonna want to fuck him?  Most guys do," Park said.

"I can't imagine any man not wanting to fuck this gorgeous butt.  But is it
too soon?" And I was wondering why Park was offering his son's ass instead
of Colt himself.

"No, as long as I'm hard, I'm good to go," he said.

So was I.  So was my cock. It hadn't gone down and it was suspended out
almost straight, aimed for the boy's butt.

"But first, could I see it and feel it?  Dad said you're hung like a
horse."

I straightened on my haunches and held my cock out to him across my palm.

"Holy crap!!" His eyes bugged out and his mouth dropped. "Fuck, I've never
seen a cock that big."

"I hope I'm not too big."

Colt didn't say anything, just kept gaping at my cock.  He seemed
mesmerized.

"He can take it," Park said again and I wondered again if Colt was really
that into their little escort arrangement.

Colt leaned up to take hold of my cock. "My hands are so small around it."
His hands were small but they were dwarfed by my cock.  He looked at his
dad. "I'd like to suck it first."

"Don't look at me. Whatever Pete wants."

"I would be honored and deeply appreciative to have you suck my cock."

Colt moved and Park moved to position me on the bed. Colt crawled between
my legs, stretched out on his stomach, and took hold of my cock. It was
awkward for him because it was so tall so I got on my haunches so it was
positioned straight at him.

"Mann, this is huge. I don't know if I can even get my mouth around it."
But he did. He kissed the head and licked off the precum then licked all up
and down the shaft.  He hefted my balls in one hand and kissed them then he
went back to my cock and took it in his mouth.

"Ohh Godd," I thought as I looked down at this beautiful boy, his full lips
distended around the girth of my cock.  I wanted to weep with joy.

He sucked it for a moment then looked at his dad.  "This is a lot of cock,
Dad, do you wanta help me?" I thought it was neat the way he drew his dad
into it.

The scene was almost overwhelming, dad and son sharing my cock and balls (I
should insert here that I offered up a silent prayer to the good Saints
Baachus and Serguis). Park was an expert at servicing my cock.  Colt was
great, but he was trying too hard to go all the way on me. His dad told him
to stop trying to kill himself and just enjoy my big cock.  Park wasn't
trying to take it all but he was going down on the shaft a lot farther than
Colt.

After a bit I eased them away. "Let me show you how you can take it all the
way," I said, directing my words to Colt.

"No fuckin' way," he said, but added quickly, "But I'll try."

I pulled him crossways on the bed and stood astraddle his head hanging over
the edge of the mattress. I cradled is head in my hands and told him to
open his mouth and relax his throat, take slow deep breaths and relax. My
cock had gone down a little which it needed to do to get this done. I laid
the head of my cock on his tongue for him to lick and tongue hit.  I eased
a couple of inches in his mouth and face fucked him.  I eased some more
cock through his lips till the head touched his throat. He started to tense
up but I reminded him to stay relaxed.

"Nobody ever died from choking on a cock," I told him.

"There's always a first time," he joked but he was willing and eager to
keep on trying.

My cock had hardened and I was about to push the head through the opening
of his throat. He didn't tense up this time.

"Thata boy, just stay relaxed and breathe.  You can breathe just fine with
a cock in your throat.  And if you can't I'll give you mouth to mouth." All
the while I was talking I was stroking my cock back and forth through the
gaping hole of his throat. He stayed relaxed.  He was ready.

"Okay, no surprises; we're going all the way in," I said. I saw the muscles
in his neck tighten.  "No, no, stay relaxed."  I shoved my cock gently
deeper, inch after inch, till my balls dragged across his forehead then
draped on either side of his nose. He took me just fine.

There was a "Holy Shit" from his dad, then, "Fuck, Son, that is awesome!"

I held my cock balls-deep in the boy's throat till he got used to it and I
felt his throat muscles performing their true and natural function of
swallowing, milking my cock. I wasn't surprised when he acted like he
wanted to retreat, as if he'd just realized what he was doing, but I stoked
his neck and cooed encouragement and told him he was doing just fine and I
was going to fuck his throat.

He calmed and nodded bravely and reached up to clasp his hands around my
butt. We managed barely a half dozen deep, full-cock strokes before the gag
reflex took over and he wanted off.  I eased back out and he rose up,
coughing.

"Sorry, I thought I could do it."

"Shit, Colt, you did do it," his dad said.

"You sure did. That was a man sized effort," I said

"That's a man sized cock," he said wiping his mouth. "I'll try it again if
you want."

"This boy knows how to man-up," I said.

He lowered his head, mouth slack, to accept my cock again. He knew what to
expect so he wasn't afraid this time. I sank my cock into his throat with
ease while Park looked on in awe. Suddenly he laid across the bed with his
head in position

"Let me give it a try."

He took me no easier than Colt had but before long I was fucking both of
their throats in turn. Once when I had my cock buried deep in Colt's throat
I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth.  He groaned loudly and thrust
his cock into my throat.  I took turns then sucking their cocks till I had
to ease off to keep from cumming.

"Go ahead and cum, I wanta see this big canon fire," Colt said.

"Then we would have to wait before I can fuck you. I'm not fifteen," I
said.

"I don't mind waiting," Colt said with a skeptical look. "It'll give me
time to get psyched up for it."

I didn't bother telling them that I was a hard comer. They moved closer,
shoulder to shoulder, with their heads tilted toward each other, mouths
open like eager, hungry birds.  I took turns feeding them cock meat while I
leaned over and sucked their cocks in turn.  I was surprised when suddenly
Park began gushing cum in my mouth.  I hardly had time to assess the taste,
a more mature taste but not bitter and he pretty much filled my
mouth. Apparently he had been saving his up too, and I guessed he was on
the same diet as his son.

That set me off.  Not wanting to show partiality, I straightened and pulled
my cock out of Park's throat and began stroking it all the way back and
forth, aimed across their faces.  The buildup felt like a boiling rage
inside as my ass tightened and my prostate quivered with anticipation.
Wanting a real big buildup, I struggled to hold off.  I felt the flood
gates open and my load came gushing out.  I instinctively clenched my
asshole in one last attempt to hold back but it was too late.  The stuff
came gushing through my cock, causing it to swell almost painfully, but I
had hold of it and I squeezed to hold it back.  I felt the second surge
into the thick seminal vein, then the third and it felt like my cock or my
balls would burst.  I wanted this to be a cum they would remember. I
released my grip and the third surge powered a rope of cum out of my cock
the likes of which I had seldom seen.

It was a triple header. It fired out like a white rocket and splattered
Colt's face and in his nostrils and some in his mouth, then another that
hit his dad's face.  Another landed on the floor several feet away.  It was
thick and clung like glue. I lost count except that I knew it was my usual
eight to ten spurts and it was powerful.  It even felt powerful. I felt
like someone was in there hurling lightning bolts of hot cum through my
cock with such force it almost hurt gushing out.

I saw the surprised looks on their faces but neither of them said anything
till I moved closer with my cook oozing cum that dripped onto Colt's face.
I milked more of it out.

"What the fuck was that!" Park exclaimed, laughing. "Man, I never saw so
much cum come out of a cock in my life.  Shit, you shot enough sperm to
populate your own country."

"Man, I would've loved to feel that shooting in my ass, but I'm glad we got
to see it. That was awesome," Colt said.

"Well, we'll have to wait a little bit now before I can fuck you," I said.

"Not long, I'll bet," Colt said.

Park laughed.  "Not if Colt has anything to do with it."

They were both right. They went to shower and when they came back Colt
sprawled on the bed. His dad climbed on top of him and they started to
sixty nine.  I sat in the chair and watched, pulling on my cock at first,
but moments later I was stroking it, tall and hard.

Park rose up from Colt onto his haunches, his butt spread on the boy's
face.  Colt murmured as he started rimming his dad. Park pulled Colt's butt
up and began tonguing his ass as well.  I got harder as I watched. I was
ready much sooner than I'd expected.  Colt watched me out of his corner of
his eye and when he saw my condition, he eased his dad off and climbed off
the bed and knelt between my legs.

"I'll give this a final touch then you can fuck me."  I was constantly
surprised at the boy's boldness and the ease with which he moved
about. After a couple of minutes he rose up and got back on the bed.

Park reached for the lube off the night stand. He squeezed some into the
boy's ass crack then tossed it to me. I watched him work the lube into the
boy's ass with three fingers, getting him loosened up.  Colt winced but
didn't cry out.  When Park had him relaxed and stretched, he motioned for
me.  I squeezed some lube onto my raw cock.  There had been no mention of
condoms and I didn't want to bring it up either.  I wanted to shove into
this boy's tight ass, raw.

His dad asked him, "Do you want the restraints?"

"Yeah."

Park pulled the cuffs down and put one on each of Colt's ankles, then let
the gleaming chains retract, pulling his legs up straight and wide apart.

"They don't really restrain," he explained. "He can still move his legs,
even to wrap them around you if he wants to. It's more like a harness that
lets him be more relaxed without holding his legs up."

"And it makes me feel more vulnerable; like a captured slave."

That gave me some insight into the boy's physic. I was on the bed on my
knees with my slicked cock pointing at the boy's vulnerable, most excellent
asshole. It clenched, steadily winking at me through the glistening
lube. As I set the head firmly against his hole I saw the anxiety in his
eyes before he closed them.

"No, open your eyes," I said.

He blinked his eyes open, seemingly surprised at what must have sounded
like an order.  It wasn't.

"I want you to look at me," I said.  "It's not going to hurt.  I promise.
You know why?  Because you want it.  You want to feel what it's like to
have the biggest cock you've ever seen inside you.  So you keep your eyes
focused on mine and keep telling yourself how much you want this and I'll
make you feel wonderful."

He nodded and I pushed forward. His hole had closed but it'd been stretched
enough by his dad's brawny fingers that it gave way and opened easily for
my cock.  Once the thick sphincter muscle clamped around the upper shaft I
pushed in deeper, and deeper, inch after inch of my thick meat disappearing
into his body.

"This is such a beautiful sight," I said.

"It is, isn't it." Park had moved where he could watch.

I didn't stop till I was all the way in. Colt sighed and moaned when he
felt my pubes press against his spread butt.

"Didn't hurt, did it?" I said.

"No, not a bit. It felt good all the way in. How big is your cock anyway?"
"You can feel how big it is."

"No, in inches."

"Just under ten."

"Godd, I can't believe I've got ten inches of cockmeat buried inside
me. That's the biggest I ever took. I wanta measure it exactly, later."

I held in tight and deep for a moment then eased back a little.  I shoved
back in and eased back a little more. I did it again and again till I was
pulled back to the head then I shoved all the way in and began fucking him.

"Ohh, Dad, you oughta feel this," he moaned.

"I hope I get the chance."

"Will you fuck my dad?" the boy asked.

"Yes, if there's time," I said. I wasn't sure how strict Park was on the
two hours I was paying for.

"Don't worry about the time," he said.

Fucking the boy sent him floating off on a cloud of ecstasy.  It was a
slow, languid fuck. I used some basic strokes. I buried my cock and pulled
back a couple of inches then I fucked him deep, using the rest of my cock.

I pulled back till his asshole was squeezing the rim of my cockhead and I
fucked him with short strokes just enough to rub and pound his prostate.
He cried out from it. Then I pulled out all the way.

"OH, please, don't take it out."

I pushed back through his hole just as it was closing up.  Using just the
head I pulled out again and plugged his hole again, over and over again. He
was choking and gasping. Then I went all the way in and all the way out and
fucked him with the full length of my cock.  It was funny how each
different move brought different sounds.

I incorporated all four moves into a ritual fuck.  He didn't know what to
expect next.  It was a good fuck. HE was a good fuck. The only drawback was
it didn't last long enough. I think without him even realizing he was so
close, he shot off.  Hard spurts of cum shot out all over his face and
chest, and on his neck and shoulders.  As his climax subsided I slowed
down.

"No, you don't have to stop," he said.  "It still feels good. You can keep
on fucking me. I wanta feel your cum inside me."

So I kept on fucking him; it wasn't over.  At the same time I licked his
cum off his chest and face then kissed him and gave his cum back to him. I
wasn't sure he was into that; he seemed a little surprised at first.  The
way he moaned and squealed set me off and I unloaded deep inside him. He
said he could feel it. His dad applauded.  Fucking a boy is something that
is hard to describe.  If you have ever done it or been fucked by a boy, you
know what I mean. I am a writer and I can't find the words.

Park removed the restraints and he and I lay on either side of Colt for a
quick break.

"I've never been fucked like that," Colt said.

"Pete had some good moves," Park said.

"And a big cock," Colt chimed in.

We crammed more sex in those two hours than I ever expected or thought
possible.  I don't think Colt ever lost his hardon. Thanks to him, mine
didn't stay down long either. I lost count of the loads we shot off.  We
sucked and fucked with abandon. Yeah, I fucked Park. I admit I focused more
on Colt because of his age, but Park made it all the better because he was
there and watching and joining in.  Colt was insatiable but then so was I.
I could hardly believe my own stamina.

One of the things I don't often get to do, was turn Colt upside down and
suck his cock standing up with him hanging down sucking mine.  It was a
beautiful sight in the mirrors, hanging upside down holding onto my cock
with both hands and sucking about half of it.

One of the highlights was when Colt fucked me.  I asked if he wanted to; he
said he was hoping I would ask.

The pleasure of having this fifteen year old stud-pony mount me, sliding
his seven inch cock into me, looking up into his belying innocent eyes, was
nearly overwhelming.  From the moment he penetrated my hole, I was his.  I
melted like butter.  I would do anything, be anything for him, be his
whore, his slut, his screaming pussy.  But I knew somehow that he wanted me
as a man. He had said both his dad and I were studs and when he said, "You
are such a stud," as he was shoving his cock into me, I drove the other
from my mind. I would be a man for him. His cock was bone hard and the
moves he had developed, the power he put behind it, soon drove me crazy.
He was the perfect size to punch and rub over my prostate. The kid made me
see stars.  He practically sent me into orbit.

I had mentioned that I wanted to see him fuck his dad and he said he would.
I told him I was surprised at his stamina.  I was equally surprised at my
lack of staying power under the boy.  At one point he put a pillow under my
hips. I can usually fuck, or be fucked, for hours.  Not with Colt.  Hard as
I tried to hold off it was inevitable that he was going to get me off
sooner than I wanted.  I gasped that I was getting close, thinking he would
slow the pace.  Instead he kicked up his pace and began corkscrewing his
cock into me like I never thought a boy his age would even know how.  I
grabbed the other pillow to put over my face to stifle my load groans and
near screams. I suddenly felt the warmth of Park's mouth engulfing my cock
and he was instantly rewarded with a gusher of cum that I could feel and
hear him swallow. Colt pulled pillow off my face and asked if I was okay.

"Sorry I was so quick on the trigger. I can usually last for hours," I
said.

He smiled with pride, knowing he was able to get me off so easily.  He was
still hard--no surprise there--throbbing deep in my clenching ass.

"You don't have to stop," I told him.

"I'm not. Just a pause," he said as he pulled out and moved over to his dad
who was already positioned to be fucked.  Colt wasn't easy going in.  I
could tell it hurt but it looked like a good hurt.  He fucked his dad
unmercifully and Park was no match for his age any more than I was.  At the
crucial moment I leaned down to take his load.  You guessed it; Colt stayed
hard.

He smacked his dad on the butt. "If you guys want to get on your hands and
knees I'll finish the job.'

I didn't know about Park but I was ready for more.  My ass was still
twitching, almost quivering inside, longing for more of his thick teenage
cock.

Park and I got on our hands and knees beside each other.  Colt was quick to
enter me first.  My ass welcomed his stiff cock again and I did as well
with a grateful moan of pleasure.  At the same time he was fingering his
dad.  After a moment he pulled out and moved over to fuck his dad and he
fingered me.  Then back to me. He was fucking us hard, with the gusto that
only a teenager has.

"I've never seen him like this," his dad murmured to me.

Colt was in his element, brutalizing us so wonderfully.

"How're you guys holding up?" he asked, laughing, as he moved back and
forth to one then the other.

I noticed he was playing a game with us.  He would fuck me for so many
strokes, then his dad with one additional stroke, then back to me with
still one more stroke. I caught on at twenty four strokes.  At thirty five
strokes I asked, "What is this, anal roulette?"

He laughed.  "Ah, you caught on. I'm gonna keep on fucking till I cum and
see who's the lucky one to get my load."

It wasn't just one more load.  The more times he shot off, the longer he
lasted between cums.  He left me to trying to decide if I wanted it in my
ass or have one more cum cocktail. I was totally awed by his stamina.

Park said to me, "Let him cum in your ass.  Then you can sit on my face and
I'll suck it out of your ass and give you his cum cocktail with a kiss."

"Hey, let's super-size it," Colt said.  "I'm gonna finger fuck you while
you jack off," he told his dad.  "When you're closes, stand up here and
give me your load in my mouth.  I'll hold it till I cum then we'll give him
a real man-boy cocktail."

The boy's ingenuity was admirable.  He didn't fuck his dad any more. He
used is fingers on him while he fucked my brains out.  We weren't counting
strokes anymore and I strived to hold onto my sanity while he fucked me
crazy.

The moment of climax was a mind boggling whirlwind of raw lust.  Park
grunted that he was ready to cum, seconds before Colt announced that he was
getting close.  Park scrambled to his feet, standing astraddle me to feed
Colt his load.  I heard Colt groan with pleasure amid his loud slurps on
his dad's cock and felt him cumming in my ass.  I didn't feel his cum but I
felt his cock in its bolt-like action.  Park lay down and I sat on his face
to let his son's boy-cream drain into his waiting mouth. My own mouth was
watering in anticipation.  He drove his tongue way up inside me to slurp it
out.

At the same time, Colt was holding his dad's load in his mouth. Park's
tongue was doing a number on and in my ass and I was stroking my own cock.
Suddenly Colt dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth at the
same time he cupped and squeezed my balls.  My cock encased in his dad's
fresh, warm cum and Colt sloshing it around over the head of my cock set me
off and I added my sperm in hard ropes of man juice. Colt's muffled squeal
was a delight to hear.

Park pushed my butt away from his face and Colt pushed me onto my back then
they came together on either side of me to kiss me.  It all happened so
fast my head was swimming as they fed me the love juice from all three of
us.  It was a wonderful and exciting mixture of cum; I'd never tasted
anything like it.

We lay there, still swallowing, laughing softly and basking in the
aftermath of some pretty incredible sex.

"Christ, we've never done anything like this before," Park said.

"I'm about done out," I said.  "You must be too, your cock must be sore."

"Not my cock, it's my asshole that's sore from cumming so much," Colt said.

I had my hand on Colt's stomach. His abs tightened like armor as he sat
up. "If you old guys are crapping out of me I guess I'll go take a shower."

I watched him climb off the bed and leave the room. "I want to clone that
butt," I told Park. He laughed. "I want to take him home with me. Hey, I'm
sorry if I focused on your son, but he...."

"It's fine.  I'm glad you find him so desirable."

Colt was showered and back in no time, with a tape measure, the kind a
seamstress uses.  "I wanta measure that big fucker," he said.

"Does that mean I have to get it hard again?" I asked wearily.

"I'll take care of that," he said as he dropped to his knees and began
sucking my cock. Park and I were both pleasantly surprised to see him take
my cock all the way to the short hairs.

"Ohh, fuck, Colt," I whispered.  "I think we're off the clock."

"Fuck the clock," Park said.

He got me hard then held the tape measure along the side of my cock. I was
able to throb it out to nearly the ten inch mark.

"Holy fuck! This has got to be the biggest cock in captivity," he
exclaimed.

"No, I've seen bigger.  I've had bigger," I said.

Satisfied with my measurement, Colt stood up, dropping the towel.  "Now I
wanta give you something, Pete, to remember me by," he said as he was
taking off his necklace

"As if I could ever forget you. But no, I don't 'want to take your
necklace."

"You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you. I want you to have it."

"It probably won't fit around his neck," Park said.

"Sure it will." He came up to me and held it around my neck for
size. "Well, it'll be a choker on you," he said as he fastened it.

"You know you don't have to use a necklace to put your body against mine,"
I joked.

"There, is that too tight?"

I smiled and gave him a quick kiss.  "No, it's perfect.  "Thought I might
be in love. "I want to give you mine to remember me by."

"Like I'm ever going to forget this," he said as he reached down and pulled
on my cock.

I removed my necklace and put it on him.  I had just bought it...it
reminded me of my last trip to Key West and another boy of sixteen who I
had bought a bracelet for.

They offered me the use of their shower and Park and Colt both followed me.
Park got in the shower with me while Colt watched.

"Fuckin' studs," Colt said.

"And a stud pony," I said.

The intimacy of the shower prompted Park to go to his knees under the
shower spray and start sucking my cock while his son looked on with a huge
smile; perhaps even a proud smile.  After a few minutes Park waved for Colt
to come in the shower with him. I thought he was inviting him to share my
cock but instead, when the boy was in the shower with us, Park took hold of
his son's cock and began sucking him. Meanwhile, Colt began kissing me and
sucking my tits. It was a wonderfully beautiful time that ended only when
all three of us had cum; and a time that I would never forget.

After the shower, Dad and Son dried me off and while I dressed Park slipped
on a pair of briefs.  Colt stayed naked.  I paid the fee along with a
generous tip, and thanked them profusely.  It wasn't cheap.  I won't say
how much but it was worth every dollar.

Park and I shook hands and hugged.  Colt hugged me so hard he squeezed the
breath out of me. "I'm never going to forget this, or you, Pete."

"Yes, you will.  It's my cock you won't forget."  Then on a whim I asked if
they had an email address.

"Yes! Great! I never thought of that."

Park handed me a card with two email addresses on it.  I left with a
feeling of contented sadness.  It will be a while before I get Colt of my
mind.

				  The End