Date: Mon, 7 Jan 2019 17:04:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Little Red Roosters IV

Plenty have asked if Tristan is going to fuck Ayden. The answer is, I don't
know. I haven't discussed it with Nifty. Potentially that could push the
story into the adult/youth category and I am loathe to do that. I like it
here in gay young friends. So, just N-joi the story.

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Things were pretty quiet the rest of the way back to my house and that was
okay with me as I was assimilating the information that Andrew had
provided. As we pulled into the driveway and started to vacate the car
another car pulled up to the curb underneath a huge old Maple tree in front
of my house. All four doors opened and 3 teens and an adult got out, the
latter leaving his door open and coming around to the front of his car.

"What time should I get them in the morning?" I shrugged my shoulders and
said noon-ish. He nodded, got back in his car and drove off. Andrew and
Ayden walked over to the newcomers, said their hey's and howdy's and
started toward the front door where we intersected and Ayden introduced me
to the new boys.

Jamie looked to be about Andrew's age which I would find out later was
fourteen although both boys were approaching fifteen and almost the cutoff
point for inclusion in the younger Rooster's group. With long blond hair
and a pale complexion he looked like a stereotypical Norse kid.  Sandy was
another blond although a couple shades darker than Jamie and although long,
it wasn't as long as the older boy. Smaller in stature like Ayden, he
sported huge brown eyes framed by thick brows and long lashes and an
engaging smile that revealed a slightly crooked eye tooth.  Last of the
trio was Donovan who appeared to be somewhere in between the other two boys
both in age and stature. A solid looking boy about five feet five I would
learn that he was the sportsman of the group.

We all shook hands and I led them into the house where they dumped their
sleeping bags and pillows onto an already growing mound of stuff and then
into the living room where I met three other boys; Davis, Jeff and Rocky,
whose given name was Richard. Rocky and Davis both looked to be fourteen
and Jeff thirteen. It turned out that Jeff was a small fourteen year old
and Rocky a large thirteen.

After meeting the new boys, I headed into the kitchen and snagged a Coke
then out into the solarium. I enjoyed the calm sounds of the waterfall in
one corner, the heavy fragrance from the Jasmine vines and other blooming
plants as I sat there contemplating what the next few hours were going to
bring. My last Rooster's meeting had been at age 18 and it was a small
group. As I said, by that age the boys were turning to men and men's ways
which often included girlfriends who were the beneficiaries of the boy's
large cocks. Of course many boys grew into their cocks as it were and their
endowments weren't all that unusual. The Rooster's was a group primarily
suited to boys under the age of sixteen.

I'd been out there cogitating for a good five minutes before Ayden came out
and pulled me out of my reverie.

"Hey Tristan, the others are wondering where you went. We're all kind of
waiting for you." I raised an eyebrow, wondering just what waiting meant
but before I could ask, Ayden explained. "They all want to hear about how
the club was formed, even though Todd told some of us some of the
story. Todd said that you had a hooded sweatshirt with the logo on it and
none of us have ever seen anything like that." That surprised me a little
as the sweatshirts had been very popular when I was a young Rooster. As I
stood up Ayden kind of blocked my way.

"Before we go in can I see your dick? I'm probly gonna see it later, right,
so why wait." If what Ayden was saying about some of the boys wanting to do
stuff with me then he was right about the fact that he'd be seeing me later
anyway. I set my empty Coke can back on the table then unbuttoned and
unzipped. Hooking my thumbs in the waistband of my boxers I slid the whole
works down.

"Fuck, you got a real nice one Tristan," the boy said, staring at my limp
cock. "You shave too, that's really cool; it makes your stuff look even
bigger." In fact, I'd shaved that morning so that my mine was a neat patch
of moss that was restricted to my pubic bone in a square of hair about 3
inches high and 5 wide. I'd done my asshole, although the boy didn't know
that and shaved my heavy balls as well. "Fuck I bet your balls pump out a
lot of jizz, don't they?" I nodded my head, surprised at the terminology. I
swear that the kid practically salivated.

As we approached the living room Todd said, "There you are dad. The guys
want to know more about the history of the Roosters." I heard a couple of
voices utter agreements along with other nodding heads. I continued into
the room and sat on the floor in front of my easy chair. The boys all sat
as well, many on the floor, others on the sofa, and focused on me. I
cleared my voice and started.

It seemed that, like Todd, Andrew garnered a new found respect from his
peers when I said that his father was one of the founding members. When I
talked about the first night that the four of us founding members spent
together, there were a few knowing smiles but no one laughed or
snickered. The boys all listened quietly and attentively until I was
finished. I didn't talk about the sexual activities at all but then, I
didn't need to although when I was finished one of the questions that came
was whether or not we'd done anything together, the "anything" being quite
clear.

"Well sure guys. I mean, almost anytime you get a group of boys our age
together a circle jerk is almost always guaranteed." That got some nods of
the head and a few vocal agreements. Somebody else asked about the song so
I played it for them and for the most part they all liked it. After that
they wanted to see the shirt collection especially the hooded sweatshirt so
we all tromped off to my bedroom where I laid all the shirts out on my
California King. All of the boys were pretty impressed and lamented about
the fact that the sweatshirts were no longer available. I asked what shop
was doing the shirts for them who the contact person was. Jamie and Andrew
both knew the answers to that question. It was the same shop that did them
before only different owners so I suggested that perhaps I could speak to
the owners and see what I could do about making it happen. Well you'd have
thought I was promising them a week at Disneyland they were so excited.

"Okay well, I would probably have better luck if you guys would be willing
to pre order and pay for them up front like a special order or something
along those lines."

"Okay," Jamie said, "we can do that. We can also ask other groups if
they're interested. There's actually a business meeting coming in a couple
of weeks so I could make a general announcement. Maybe you could find out
ahead of time Tristan, get an idea if it's possible and what it might
cost," the boy went on to say. I nodded my head, said that I could do that
then asked about the business meeting.

Since we had founded the Roosters the club had gotten a little more
sophisticated. They charged 5 bucks to join and a 3 dollar monthly dues; an
amount that most boys could afford these days. If a boy couldn't afford it
then he was given a waiver, provided a 5 member team voted "yes" to it. The
money was turned over to a central committee every month and kept in an
actual bank account and used for a variety of things, not the least of
which was a fund to buy shirts for those boys that came from poor families,
although that was pretty rare. A boy was generally willing to do some sort
of work in order to purchase one of the coveted shirts. There had been some
talk about a convention with as many members as could attend and the money
could be used for that as well.

"Last I heard there were a couple thousand bucks in the account," Jamie
said. I was intrigued about the notion of a Roosters convention, dozens or
even hundreds of long cocked boys waving their stuff in the air. I learned
that night that most all of the members took the rooster's seriously. There
was always someone who kept up on medical issues, new developments in drugs
and alcohol, which the club had very strict rules about, as well as a sort
of protection committee. The latter was for boys having problems with
classmates or even family members who were abusive. The club couldn't do
much about some of those things but they could offer safe haven in times of
need. There was much more to the club than when I was a member and I was
suitably impressed at how it had evolved.

"There's other stuff that we can talk about later," Jamie said when we got
back into the living room, "but for a moment Tristan we need to discuss
something private among us." I nodded my head and went back out to the
solarium and waited. I suspected what they were discussing and a few
moments later Todd came out and asked me to join them again and back in the
living Jamie said,

"As a founding member of the Rooster's you know that adults are not allowed
to be a part of the club. But we've all voted and feel that because you're
a founding member we want you to be a part of this group. That means that
if you want to be at meetings and if any boy here wants to, you know, do
stuff with you, then it's okay, I mean, if you want to."  I nodded my head
and thanked the entire group.

"Okay, so, next is to initiate Todd," Jamie said with a smile, and not a
wicked one either. When we started the Roosters we didn't do initiations so
I was curious about what was going to take place but Jamie allayed any
concerns I had.

"Not to worry Tristan, it's not a bad thing. You want to tell your dad
what's going to happen Todd."

"I get to be a sperm-cicle," my adorable young son exclaimed, a smile
gracing his kissable lips. The fact that he said "got to be," and not "had
to be," didn't escape my attention. It didn't take a genius to figure out
what was going to happen.

"If it's okay with you Tristan I'll put on a video to sort of get things
going," Jamie said and I nodded my head. As he headed toward his backpack
he told Todd to get some towels, beach towels if he had em. The rest of the
boys began taking off their clothes down to their underwear and between
them the group gave a fair display of various underwear styles.

Donovan was wearing a bright blue thong, the pouch barely containing his
boyhood charms. Sandy and Jeff were wearing regular cotton briefs, one a
bright yellow with blue trim and the other a basic blood red. Rocky was
wearing a pair of black satin boxers with deep red dragons on it. Todd was
wearing bikini briefs while Andrew was sporting boxers with Simpson's theme
emblazoned on them. Ayden was wearing a green sort of jock strap type of
underwear, two small patches of fabric attached to a thick elastic band;
the cloth barely covered his crotch and his tight little butt. The green
looked good against his light brown skin. Jamie set the DVD on the player
and began stripping as well, he too wearing boxers in a simple tartan print
of deep green and red. I was wearing white cotton boxer briefs and needless
to say, every boy in the room cast a glance at my crotch in order to
determine how big I was and that included Ayden even though he'd already
seen me.

I slipped the disc into the player and clicked everything on and everybody
found a seat, most sitting on the floor. When the 60inch screen came to
life I'm sure that my eyes opened as wide as possible. The scene was
apparently in someone's family room and I seriously doubt that the parents
were home. There were at least a dozen boys in the large room and none of
them had anything on but a hard, and what magnificent hard ons they
were. There was nothing less than seven inches and that one on what looked
like the youngest boy there, possibly Todd's age. The largest was close to
my size or even a little bigger or maybe it just looked bigger because the
boy had shaved every bit of pubic hair from his crotch. His balls looked
enormous, the large eggs hanging a good three to four inches below his
body.

"Goddamn Clinton is so fucking huge," I heard Jeff say. "Is this the one
where he fucks Timmy?" Jamie said that it was. "I heard about that," Jeff
said, "Dunn told me it was a screamin ass scene." On the huge screen the
camera shot another boy whose jeans and underwear were shoved down to his
knees. His hand was holding his nuts still as he first turned his narrow
hips back and forth causing his long cock to snap from side to side, then
swiveled his hips so that his cock went around in a circle like a pink
fleshy propeller. Other boys were getting undressed while still others were
working their cocks to get them hard or jacking on already nail hard and
throbbing teenage dicks.

Around my living room boys were mostly watching the action while they
pushed and pulled, rubbed and groped at their crotches. The younger boys
were caught up with watching the TV and looking around to see what their
friends were doing. I could see that my son was already fully hard, his
cock pressing against the tight fitting briefs he was wearing. Rocky was
the first to show himself; pulling his half hard cock out of one leg hole
of his boxers. Like the other younger boys, Rocky was small in stature so
his dick looked pretty big on him. Donovan followed suit by pulling the
pouch of his thong to one side and allowing all of his boy stuff out for
air. His smooth balls hung loosely between the fabric of his underwear and
an equally smooth thigh, the pink missile above it stretching up toward his
flat belly button. Like Rocky he appeared to be about 7 ½ inches long.

On the sofa Jamie lifted his butt up off the cushion and got his underwear
down below his butt then sat back down, pulled his knees up and slid the
underwear down. The moved momentarily exposed his asshole as well as his
balls, both areas unshaved and a little hairy. Once his clothes were off he
stretched his legs back out and his cock, half way hard, flopped onto his
taut belly. He let his legs splay out so that his balls hung down onto the
cushion. He cupped and fondled his sperm makers while his other hand
wrapped around his thick cock and began slowly stroking it.

As I've said, part of the reason that younger boys seem so big is that
their cocks are reaching adult development at an early age. Often times by
the time a boy hits 15 or 16 his body has caught up to his dick so that 7
or 8 inches don't look as big. So it was with Jamie. I could only imagine
him being younger and smaller with the 8 inches of boy toy that he was
currently loving.

Next to Jamie, Ayden had pulled his balls out of the pouch of his
underwear. His cock, now fully hardened I was sure, was still covered by
the fabric although the head was poking out of the top. The boy just looked
at the smooth brown sac for a moment before cupping them. Sitting on the
floor with his back against the sofa, Andrew slipped his underwear down and
off exposing a cock and balls that looked like his father. He happened to
look toward me and I smiled at the boy.

"You definitely are your father's son," I said and he smiled back at me as
he took his cock in a reversed grip and tugged slowly on it, the movement
causing his balls to rise slightly in their loose bag. Like his father
before him, Andrew had grown into his cock so it didn't look as magnificent
as it would have two or three years earlier.

On the TV screen a slender boy was lying naked on the carpet while another
boy was lying between his legs and alternating between sucking the boy's
dick and licking on his balls. Another boy knelt at his head and was
feeding him a half hardened cock that looked to be a solid 8 inches. The
camera walked around behind the boy who was bent over lying boy's head so
we could see lying boy's hand sneak between the kneeling boy's thighs and
first cup the heavy set of hanging nuts then moved upward, the fingers
sneaking into the kneeling boy's crack and rubbing a finger across the
puckered muscle of the boy's asshole.

Todd finally lifted his butt up off the carpet and slid his briefs down and
as soon as they were off put both hands on his balls and his dick, pulling
tugging and pushing at all that made him a boy. He was a sight to look at;
beautiful, lean and sweet as well as being nicely hung for a preteen
boy. My dick was pulsing and pushing against my boxer briefs. I knew I'd
have to show at some point and figured that it might as well be sooner than
later.

I stood up at the same time that Sandy stood up, the front of his bright
yellow briefs bulging. He laughed and said, "You first." I hooked my thumbs
in the waist band of my underwear, pulled outward and then down allowing 9
plus inches of hard cock out to greet everyone, and everyone was watching.

"Fuck that's as big as Clinton's," I heard someone say.

"You win," Sandy said as he pulled his underwear down to expose a hard cock
that was closer to 8 inches than it was 7, "but not by all that much," he
added with a grin. Indeed, the boy's cock was thick as well as long. Smooth
nuts hung gently below but not for long as the boy cupped them and tugged
them up as far as the loose skin would allow.

At that, everyone else shucked their underwear and looked around at each
other admiring the hard teenage, plus one adult, flesh that was ready to
beat.

It was amazing to watch so many varieties of loving and jacking off at the
same time. Some hands tugged at balls, some simply cupped and held their
balls, while other allowed only their fingers to touch the soft sac. There
were full handed grips, finger's only grips, and reversed grips. There was
full length stroking as well as short strokes and stroking just at the top
couple inches or just in the middle of the shaft. There was some corkscrew
stroking and at least one boy was working just on the head of his
dick. Donovan and Todd were the only uncut boys in the group and both of
them worked at sliding their foreskins back and forth over the their
sensitive swollen cock heads. Some boys were watching the TV while others
watched each other, being drawn to the live action more than the film.

"Oh man, watch this," Jeff said nodding his head at the screen. We all
turned our attention to the TV screen where a boy was standing at the end
of a sofa with the foot closest to the camera resting on the arm of the
sofa, his balls hanging like a couple of slightly hairy apples. The boy
with the huge, shaved cock stepped into view and holding onto his hunk of
flesh moved in close. The cameraman dropped to his knee, or knees and
angled up so could see both the missile and the target, that latter being
almost totally free of hair but both objects shiny with lubricant.

Clinton moved right up next to the boy's asshole then rubbed up and down
the perineum, across the puckered muscle and down onto the wrinkled
underside of the boys' nut sac. It finally stopped and stepped to the side
a little bit, his big cock sticking out like a limb on a tree, and began
rubbing the boys' butt and letting his fingers trail down along the crack
to rub against the hole and feel on his balls.

The older teen then reached out his hand and some one lubed up his fingers
which Clinton then rubbed against the kids' puckered muscle and gently
inserted a finger and began to fuck him with it.

"You want your cock sucked on Clinton," a voice said and the teen in
question nodded his head. He turned a little more and a boy dropped to his
knees in front of him, tugged the monster cock down and put his mouth over
the fat swollen head and began suckling. The camera guy move so he could
catch as much action as possible.

Another boy came up behind Clinton and reached between his legs to fondle
the smooth heavy sac of balls. Then, although you couldn't really see it,
the ball boy put his face up to Clinton's ass and it was obvious that he
had peeled open a cheek and was rimming the older boy.

"Another finger Clinton," the fuck boy said in a husky voice, "put another
finger in my asshole." Somebody else got down under fuck boy and began to
suck his cock and I felt my cock throb at the sight. It also brought back
plenty of memories of my Rooster experiences where we engaged in exercises
very similar, and in some cases, just like what was happening on the
screen.  It was hot to do and hot to watch a group of boys all connected
together by mouth or hands.

"I'm ready. Go ahead, put it in Clinton," a somewhat high pitched voice
said as a hand reached down and pulled the butt cheek open even
further. Someone slathered Clinton's cock head and half the thick shaft
with lubed then stepped up to the plate, gently removing his fingers as he
did so.

We all watched as the tip of the head pressed against the wrinkled
sphincter and I knew damn well I wasn't the only one wondering how that
monstrous, read and swollen head could fit inside of such a small
opening. I mean, we all knew it would but seeing the two side by side like
that still promoted a sense of impossibility.

It was clear to anyone watching that Clinton was pushing to get his crab
apple sized cock head into Timmy's tight little asshole, regardless of how
slippery both the cock and the muscle were. We could see the sides of
Clinton's firm butt cheek dimple from the pressure. And then, as is always
the case, the asshole gave way and the thick swollen cock head disappeared
inside the boy.

"Ooohh fuck," the high pitched voice said, "Stop, stop." Clinton stopped
but I assumed that he probably would have stopped without being told and
the boy who had been sucking the kids' cock moved away also. The boy's
asshole was spread open larger than any doughnut hole I'd ever seen and
would be stretched further when Clinton began shoving the thicker part of
his shaft inside the boy's body.

We watched a hand reach between the boy's legs and begin to fondle his
balls. From the way the hand was situated it was clear that it was someone
other than owner of said balls. More movement revealed the lower part of a
face that had moved in and it appeared that the newcomer returned to
sucking on the penetrated boy's dick. Finally, a minute later the high
pitched voice commanded Clinton to go ahead.

We all watched intently as inch after thick inch of cock disappeared up
inside the boy and as Clinton got closer the camera moved slightly to the
right in order to capture as much as possible. More than one "fuck",
uttered softly, could be heard in the silence of my living room.

"Goddamn," the high pitched voice said quietly as Clinton's pelvis touched
the boy's butt. There was some more dialog; but it was difficult to hear. I
glanced around the room, saw that most everyone was watching the screen
although Ayden seemed to be watching me and smiled when he caught my
eye. He looked down at his swollen cock, back at me, the raised an eyebrow
and nodded his head ever so slightly. Clearly he was issuing an invitation
of some sort.

As I turned my head back toward the screen I caught some of the boys
changing their jacking techniques. Donovan had both hands wrapped around
his uncut dick and was slowly fucking up into them.  Sandy had his cock
head between his hands and was rubbing them back and forth as if to warm
them, or it, up. Other boys were pushing or pulling their rock solid boy
poles and various directions.

On the screen Clinton was beginning to act of fucking the boy that he was
buried up to his balls inside of. The camera was in close so we could all
see the rim of his asshole extend outward as Clinton pulled his massive
cock out then watched the reverse of that as he slowly slid 9 inches of
thick dick back inside of the boy. The boy who was sucking the fucked boys'
cock took his head away and for a moment the camera pulled away then
focused on both boys engaged in a mouth opened kiss. The camera quickly
panned around the room and picked up a couple of boys lying side by side
and sucking each others cocks while in a corner a boy was on his hands and
knees with a cock shoved up his ass and another one down his throat. I was
amazed at how much cock that kid could take for as we watched, the boy he
was sucking on pulled back showing us that he'd had a good seven inches of
his cock in the boy's mouth.

The camera came back to where it started but moved so that it was behind
Clinton and angled up from the floor providing us with a viewing of his
large balls as they swung to and fro in the air. The screen turned quickly
and blurred as the camera went back to its previous position of showing
Clinton's cock moving in and out of the boy's ass. As he picked up speed I
heard and "oh man." As I turned my head rocky said,

"Fuck you guys it's been 2 days since I beat off, I'm ready to cum." Jamie
nodded his head.

"Are you ready to be a sperm-cicle Todd?" My young son turned his head from
the screen and nodded his pretty blond head. He got up and grabbed the
towels and laid them out on the carpet, his hard cock bobbing in the air as
he moved. Everybody else was moving as well and as Todd lay down on the
towels boys moved in close to him.

"I need to be at the bottom," Jamie announced, "Anybody else?" Donovan and
Rocky both nodded their heads.

"So," the older boy went on as he looked up at me. "The boys aren't
supposed to jack off for 48 hours before an initiation. It's not like a
rule or anything but we ask that they don't. The reason is obvious, we want
to cover a boy in as much sperm as we can." I nodded my head but he went
on. "It's your choice if you want to be part of it or not. I mean, it's
your son and all so if that feels a little weird you don't have to."

"I want you to do it too dad," my beautiful young son said from his place
on the floor. "I want you to cum on me dad, really bad. Please, will you
jack off on me too?" Todd was propped up on his elbows as the boys got into
place. Obviously there wasn't room for the three of them at the bottom so
Donovan elected to kneel at Todd's head while Jamie and Rocky each
straddled one of Todd's thighs. The rest of the boys filled in along Todd's
sides. I shouldered in between Donovan and Ayden, the younger boy moving
closer to Andrew in order to give me room.

It was pretty exciting kneeling in a circle of big cocked boys again. We'd
had plenty of circle jerks as young Roosters and I'd kind of forgotten what
it was like being shoulder to shoulder with so many big dicks within 2 feet
of each other. All of the boys began stroking and of course there was a
wide variation of techniques. A few boys jerked rapidly, others were
slow. Some boys tugged or held their balls while other rubbed at their
bellies, chests, or down into their moss. At least one boy let his hand
rest between his nuts and his thigh almost as if he were cupping the crease
of his leg and pubic bone. Todd's left hand went up to cup and fondle
Sandy's balls first then moved to fondle Rocky's heavy nuts. All around the
circle boy's balls were rising and falling with the action of their jacking
off and a few sets of nuts were even jumping a little bit.

I reached out and draped my arm across Ayden's shoulder and the boy looked
up at me and smiled then put his right arm around my waist. It didn't stay
there very long because he moved it downward to rub and knead my butt and
trail a finger in my butt crack.

Breathing became faster; a few moans could be heard as boys came closer to
their climax. Hands changed positions or boys changed hands, going from
their dominant hand to their other hand but eventually going back to use
the hand that loved them the most. Heads glanced around the circle,
watching what other boys were doing but eventually came back to their own
cocks as if watching themselves would help bring on their cumming. Jeff was
the first to start the creaming, announcing to the group that he was close.

The 14 year old slowed his stroke, his finger concentrating on the two
inches just below his swollen cock head. "Oh yeah," he finally groaned then
a small amount of sperm oozed out of his piss slit. Before I could even
form a thought about how pitiful a showing it was, a stream of white shot
out. It landed across Todd's body, a small amount of the leading end
landing on Sandy's knee, the rest of it a slash from Todd's right rib cage,
across Todd's hips and lower belly and the end landing on the forearm of
the hand that he was stoking his cock with.  Jeff's head rolled backwards
as he continued to jack off and five more streams of fresh squeezed sperm
shot out, each successive squirt not going quite as far as the one that
preceded it.

Before Jeff's cock slowed to an oozing Sandy squirted. As he came, Sandy
changed the angle of his cock ever so slightly so that he left more streaks
of white goo across my son's chest and a few globs on Todd's cheek. Todd
groaned loudly and raised his head enough to watch his own cock erupt. He'd
controlled his jacking so that his foreskin rode up over the rim of his
swollen head but not enough to cover his slit allowing his sperm to fully
eject out onto his belly. About the third squirt of Todd's cum Donovan
announced he was ready.

"Watch this," Ayden said to me.

Donovan was kneeling almost up against Todd's head so his cock hung in the
air above my son's face and since I was kneeling right next to the boy and
looking down at his stuff I could easily see the show. He was gripping his
cock just behind the head and had his wrist turned so that his thumb could
rub up against the sensitive underside of it. The first thing to come out
of the hunky 14 year old's dick was a burble of cum that oozed fairly
quickly out of his piss slit and dropped onto the bridge of Todd's nose and
actually split so that some of it ran down toward Todd's inner eyes. Since
I'd seen a similar shot less than a minute before I reserved judgment.

Donovan didn't cum in a stream, the squirt was a whole bunch of watery like
cum droplets that landed all over Todd's torso from his pubic bone to
neck. It was like opening a shook up can of Coke. There were five more such
squirts that splattered down on my son like so much rain. Todd's sperming
ended about half way through Donovan's at which time Rocky started
cumming. Rocky was down toward Todd's right hip and when he came his sperm
shot up diagonally across Todd's body from hip to nipple. Ayden said he was
going to cum and emitted what sounded like a low growl and his cock
erupted. Ayden was up next to me so his cum arched out across Todd's upper
belly.

So picture this. For just a moment there, Donovan Rocky and Ayden were all
cumming at the same time and each from a different direction. Then Andrew
started. I'd never seen or even considered such a thing in my entire
life. It reminded me of fireboats in a harbor when they greeted a large
ship entering a harbor, their streams of water going every which way.

Somewhere in that mix one of Rocky's squirts was in the air at the same
time as one of Donovan's multiple droplet cums and they seemed to collide
in mid air which disrupted the path of their sperm for both boys. From down
below, Andrew's first jet arced all the way up to splatter Todd's face,
leaving a streak of cum that reached from Todd's right eye, down that cheek
and across my son's lips and onto his chin. That was followed by two more
squirts of equal amount and distance while the next four ended up at Todd's
neck, chest and left nipple and onto the lower part of his left side.

Donovan's cock went into ooze mode, the rest of his cum dripping down onto
Todd's forehead and before he was done, Donovan wiped his seeping cock head
into my son's platinum blond hair. Rocky and Ayden slowed down and soon cum
was dripping off their dicks onto Todd's hip area and chest. I felt my
balls start to roil and knew that my spermage was getting close. It was
just Jamie and I left and when we made eye contact he gave me a slight
nod. I jacked hard, pulled on my smooth heavy balls, clenched and relaxed
my groin muscles and a moment later announced that I was going to cum and
Jamie seconded me.

I hadn't jacked off since the night that Todd and I had done it together
and being a fairly good shooter to begin with, waiting those few days
created a certain amount of pressure back up, just like the boys. My first
squirt landed high on Todd's right thigh and left a streak all the way to
his cock, which was resting on his belly. The second one made almost as
much liquid but didn't go quite as far so ended up draping itself across
the middle of his dick and on his pubic bone on one side and his belly on
other. My second shot ended as Jamie's first arced out and landed with one
end on Todd's left eyelid, down the inner part of that cheek across his
lips and onto his chin, just like Andrew's had but on the other side. My
third one was more on the left side of my son's body and hung in the air
for a second before dropping onto his belly and chest. It barely made it
out of the way before Jamie's second squirt landed at the base of Todd's
nose and left a white gash from there down to a spot just above and in
between his nipples.

The thing about Jamie's squirts were that he too made a great deal of
liquid so some of it shot and some of it just sort of poured out of his
dick, ran down over his knuckles then dropped off onto Todd's cock, his
pubic bone and balls. The other thing was that Jamie stopped moving just
before he squirted, keeping his hand down close to the base of his cock and
after the squirt, slid his hand up and back down once then held it there
for the next shot. It gave the illusion that he was milking the sperm out
of his body and maybe it was, I don't know, but it sure was spectacular.

I let loose with a total of 7 squirts before it stopped and oozed out of my
cock, quickly at first but finally slowing down. I didn't count Jamie's but
I suspect that it was equal to mine. Around me, boys were wiping their
spermy cock heads on whatever part of Todd's body was close to them. The
cum from the first boys was already warming and starting to run by the time
Jamie and I were finally over with ours. In keeping with the rest of the
boys we wiped our cocks on my son's body, Jamie electing to smear his all
over Todd's balls.

Todd had been stroking his cock off and on throughout the affair. He needed
to keep his arm and hand out of the way so that no sperm was wasted, as it
were. Once we were done he began jacking his cock with a frenzy and a
moment later his sperm shot out and caught his chin. There was one other
solid jet then the rest was burps and ooze. It was hot as fuck for me to
watch.

"Fuck that's the best one yet," Sandy said, then to me he asked "do you
have a hand mirror that Todd can see himself in?" Not saying a word, I got
up and went quickly to my bathroom, grabbed a mirror and headed back
out. The boys were backing away from my son who continued to lay on the
towels, covered in more cum than I'd seen in a long time. Someone had
managed to get the sperm out of the inner corners of his eyes so when I
handed my son the mirror he could see what he looked like.

"Fuuck." Was about all Todd said as he saw his face then moved the mirror
down across his body. I had to agree. He finally handed the mirror back to
me and moved to sit up and see his torso.

"Man I gotta get into the shower," he said to no one in particular. I
grabbed one of the towels and handed it to him and he stood up. Holding it
at his crotch Todd quick walked toward the bathroom. The rest of the boys
sort of milled about, using a finger to clean any residual sperm from their
cocks then wiping it on one part of their body or another.

"Well, now he's a full fledged member," Jamie said as he walked up to me. I
nodded my head.

"That was too hot to watch Tristan," Sandy said, "seeing a father and son
doing stuff together like that." I could only nod my head. It had a kind of
weirdness for me and I still didn't have any desire to take my relationship
with my son to a higher level. That didn't stop me from wanting to carry on
with wild abandon with any one of the boys that were loitering about the
room.

"Are you ready for me?" a slightly high pitched but soft voice next to me
said. I looked over to see Ayden standing next to me with a smile on his
beautiful tan face.

"That boy is hot for you to fuck him Tristan. It's just about all he's
talked about since we found out about your story with the Roosters."

"It's true," the gorgeous brown skinned teen said. "I thought that the
first time I saw you. You were in your briefs that first night too and I
knew two things right then. One was where Todd got his cock from and two, I
wanted to be with you. Specifically, I knew that I wanted you to fuck
me. So, here we are. Are you to grant my wish oh genie?"

My answer was to lean my head down and put my mouth against his. Ayden's
arms went around my neck and he pressed his mouth against mine even
harder. Tongues slid out and proceeded to do battle, each pressing for
supremacy of the other. I ran my hand down his back and onto his glorious
brown butt and kneaded the flesh. We finally backed away after a solid
minute.

"Yeah Ayden, I'd love to fuck you." The room erupted in a chorus of
clapping and hooting and hollering.

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