Date: Mon, 25 May 2015 08:50:45 -0700 From: jay roberts Subject: Not Another Hitchhiker Story, Part Three by Jay Robert Gay Adult/youth Not Another Hitchhiker Story, Part Three By Jay Roberts Gay Youth/Adult The lads slowly extricated themselves from there sixty-nine position, young limbs lifting and cries of "Get your elbow out of my eye etc." Finally they padded over to my bed there transit led by their pointing cocks. As they approached my breathing got louder and louder. I could now smell their sex sweat coated bodies. I could see Mo's olive colored nut sac setting close to his body from the activity before and Jeff's blunt headed cock decorated with a bead of pre cum. "Okay old man," said the puppy one as he pulled me roughly down the bed to give him room to get behind me and drape his cock on my lips. Jeff dove down between my legs and took my limp cock in his lips. He nursed it to full erection as I fastened my lips around Mo's stiff wand. The tableau, although hastily assembled, seemed to fit us perfectly. The three of us had our eyes closed and lazily worked on bring us to a cum. Of course Jeff had to just be content with rubbing himself on the sheets but he seemed happy and hummed at his work. I was fast reaching my finish from Jeff's muscular tongue and the feel of sweet Mo's rigid organ leakage. There was a stiffening among us and an urgency in our moans when all stopped. Why? Because there was a sound of a key turning in the door. We stayed in position but stopped our activity all watching that door. It swung open and there stood the handsome desk clerk who had brought the food last night. I later learned his name was Chris. I surveyed the young guy. I took him to be in his early twenties. He was slightly more than six feet. His face was pale and very smooth. His features were model-like. The wavy brown hair crowned his features with a rakish wave over one eye. His thick untrimmed eye brows bristled with power. His hands were on his hips and he was grinning dangerously. "The sheriff in these parts is down on boy to boy sex and he arrests a couple of gays each day before he even has breakfast. You laddies are in danger of spending time...during time." "Hey Chris, it's me Mo, the boy you groped last night. I think you are on our team. No?" His answer was to slowly open his shirt, take it off and then kicking his sandals off and wiggling out of his pants. He stood naked,still smiling evilly. Although his body skin was glowing and smooth his boyishness was tempered by the lush underarm hair that peeked out and his black shiny pubes that filled his crotch from hip to hip. There was even a small patch of hair in the center of his chest but it didn't go wide as his nicely developed pecs and pink nubbies were open to our hot eyes. He shook his long thin cock to immediate erection. That was control! Then we moved across the room the we three gaping guys. We seemed to be waiting for orders. They came. "Get side by side on your elbows and stick your butt3s in the air." I felt ridiculous doing that. What was this a physical exam? Jeff too stayed where he was crouched down at my cock. Only the compliant Mo assumed the requested position. Chris came over to us and leaned down to shout, "Sheriff! Remember?" Slowly and reluctantly I got up and joined Mo. There we were shoulder to shoulder. My ass felt strangely at risk. I felt my ass hole muscles clamping tight. Chris chuckled. "That's the way pop." Then he stood in front of Jeff who was looking at him with a stubborn defiance. Mo and I in our fuck-me positions cringed as we heard and saw the slap. Yeah, the pretty boy Chris just left a bright red mark on Jeff's face. Knowing the self confidence of the kid and his rash nature I assumed he would rise to his feet and punch out at Chris but to my surprise he meekly joined us. Now we were like three horses in a stable waiting for the master's desires. It wasn't look before we found out what our fate was to be. Chris came around and stood behind us and stared at our asses. I heard Mo begin to keen slightly in fear and hope maybe. But Chris was in no hurry and he was checking us out to stimulate himself. He put a warm hand on Jeff's left ass cheek and caressed it. "Nice ass friend. It has the beginning of the blond curly hair in your ass crack. Someday you'll look like Greg here. He moved to my ass and squeezed and lightly slapped the sides. It was as though he was surveying his property. Then he moved to Mo. "Nice tan, hard cheeks and hairless hole. You are a beauty kid." . Now Mo was harshly breathing and saying something in Arabic under his breath. Suddenly I felt the side of his hand running up and down my ass crack. "I see you are tightening up girl. No for long. You'll open up and beg to be opened." Then he took his index finger and ran it slowly around my pucker. Round and round. I felt dizzy. Then the tip of his finger entered. I groaned in terror and maybe a bit of passion. "That's right girl. Get with the program." Now he turned to Jeff. "You're the tough case. You have never been fucked, you are always the top man. Well today will be a new experience for you and you might as well get used to the idea." "Fuck you," Jeff spit out. Then Chris let a resounding slap land on the bold boy. I heard Jeff suppress a sob of pain. With a somewhat strangled voice he said, "Okay, but go slow." Chris was now half crazy with power. He crowed out loud and sad, "Jeff, you whore, your ass hole is pushing out and waiting to be kissed." I didn't mean to but I let out a snicker. Immediately Chris turned his attention to me. I felt the sweat break out on my back. He noticed it. "Getting scared, bro?" Then he began licking the sweat on my back and ending up just above the beginning of my ass crack. "Should I continue?" My words came without thinking. "Lick my hole," I grunted pigl-like. He dove down and began swirling his tongue around my ass hole. I felt myself pushing my ass up to get more feeling from his tongue. "Hah, you're going to be the best one to fuck I bet." Then I felt him leave me and I looked over Jeff's back to see Chris giving Jeff the same treatment. Jeff's face was transfixed. His lips were puffing out in a kissing look and his eyes were squinting closed. He pushed his face toward me and whispered, "Kiss me." What a strange thing for this cocky boy to request. It was so, so, girlish maybe but I did it. As soon as my lips touched his hot ones I felt my cock almost leaping with an electric connection to our lips. His lips were parted as he deeply enjoyed the ass hole licking he was getting. Suddenly his eyes opened in alarm as Jeff felt a new strong sensation. Chris was rubbing Jeff's hot button. I think you cattle are ready for the main event. Mo was ready without any ass play. "Weren't you sweetie," he said and rubbed the kid's smooth ass cheeks. Mo's reply was to grunt and moan. I felt Chris putting his smooth hands on my shoulders and speaking in my ear, "Open up for me Gertrude." Damn it, I felt my ass hole expand with yearning and immediately felt Chris's big prick head pushing in. To my shame I pushed at my ass hole like I was taking a shit and opened it fully. With a cry of triumph Chris slid in and put his arms around my middle and stayed deep in side of me with out moving. "Oh this is so good, dearie. You enjoying it. Sure you are. You're singing a happy song." It was true, I was crooning. What a disgrace I was, I was happy. I was falling in love with that fat prick in me and the boy who owned it. Suddenly he gave some heavy rapid fucks that almost made me cum. I was dripping pre cum heavily. I could smell it. He moved over to Mo. "Reach back little one and take my cock and get it inside you." Mo was moaning with sexual excitement and then he got the prick inside and began moving back and forth, fucking himself. "This is nice," Chris murmured, "No work at all. The kid is doing it all." Then his voice changed. I think he almost cummed but controlled himself. Mo shot a long stream and then continued the fucking. I realized that he was going for a second cum. Chris decided to end it and do some magic on Jeff who was in position, his eyes closed and his mouth still pushed out. He was suspended just waiting for his fate. Chris leaned down and put his face in the kids ass crack and pushed his tongue in, narrowing it like a prick. Jeff's head tossed back and forth and he was grunting. Back and forth went that tongue, stopping to hard lick the hot button until Jeff moaned out. "I can't hold on. I'm going to blow." Chris pulled away a moment. "Do it!" With a roar Jeff began spurting. While he was still shooting, Chris put his finger in Mo's hot hole and began shagging it. Mo squeaked out, "I'm going to cum again." He began spurting his young cum out, his body heaving and bucking. Now what? "I saved you for last," Chris moaned. He was struggling not to cum himself. He entered me and began a smooth in and out until my eyes crossed and my cum song began. I felt him stiffen above me and my insides were pelted with his hot goo. He rode my jumping body like a rodeo rider until the end. The three of us on the bed sat up and watched Chris rapidly get dressed. "Mo, Jeff. Get dressed and come down to the desk. I want to speak to you." Turning to me, he said, "You sir take a rest." He left and almost hypnotically I again obeyed this boy. I turned over, pulled the blanket over me and fell deeply asleep. I awoke feeling pretty lively. The clock showed that I had slept about two hours. The door opened in walked Mo and Jeff with big smiles on their faces. Jeff said, "We won't be riding with you today. Chris gave me a job." I realized that Mo was dressed like a bell hop, the thin material or the tight pants showing too much cock but his ass sure looked elegant. "What's with the uniform?" "Here's the story, this motel is part of a six motel chain." Jeff interrupted, "Yeah, this is the smallest one and Chris's father is the owner of all of them and he put Chris here in this one to learn the business and..." Mo interrupted and he hired Jeff with his farm experience to be in charge of the outside." "And I have two young guys working for me, a Mexican and a Japanese. Very cute." "You're supposed to plow the grass not them," I said. Jeff said, "And Mo is going to be the kid who carries luggage and shows the room to guests." "With that uniform he'll get some good tips," I said. So not to get sentimental here we said our goodbyes and performed a few embarrassed hugs and I was on my way. As I drove for about three hours and began a long curve and there about fifty years ahead was a young guy in a navy uniform with his thumb up. I stopped and pulled off the road to give him a chance to run to the car. He was panting and red faced. Nice looking. Blond. Wide shoulders and narrow waist. "You heading towards Los Angeles, sir?" "I am. Jump in. You can throw your sea bag in back." As he settled in the passenger seat his young smell waft toward me. It was mix of young sweat and something else that they ought to bottle. It made my prick get hard. He noticed it. "You feeling sexy, sir?" This was not going be just another hitchhiker story either. End