Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2017 12:32:26 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: TAKING IT DEEP PART 5 Taking It Deep Part Five © Van T Z Boi 2017 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read this and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated, I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) FROM PART FOUR ...He swallowed nervously and again looked around. I put my finger in the waistband, there was no flyhole in these cheap briefs and tugged carefully downwards. Mr Alan groaned as he watched and the boy twitched. Using my other hand I reached inside the shadowy opening for the reason for the bulge. I looked the boy in the eyes as my fingers gently made contact. He shivered. Part Five I touched the satiny ivory pink skin of his cocklet; he twitched and closed his eyes for a moment. I slid my fingers up the slim shaft, no more than a crayon to my touch, yet it already pulsed hotly. I found the top swelling, his glans was partly uncovered, his foreskin tight around the bright pink head. My fingers curled around the slim pole and I eased it into the light, the beautiful pink tip glowed in the sunshine, the parted cockslit appealing to be kissed. I softly and gently obliged and the boy groaned sweetly. His eyes flew open and I smiled back, my hands moved now to carefully ease his shorts and his briefs down, his exposed cocklet hard against his stomach. I could see his tummy trembling as his privates were exposed to view. His cocklet lay there, a good hard three inches of ivory soft pinked boy dick, the small sac, the skin wrinkled taut against the base of swelling boy rod shouting out his immaturity. Sliding his briefs and shorts down to his ankles I leaned in to gently suck the sweet tip, his writhing and groaning allowing me to ease his clothes over his trainers, he was now almost naked from the waist downwards. "Nice huh?" I whispered as I smoothed my hand up and under his T-Shirt to tease a finger around one of his nubs, the tip was hard and pointed and I gently nipped it between my fingertips, the boy sighed and mewled. I moved my hands to the edge of his T-Shirt and eased upwards, he stared at me, our eyes making direct contact, he made no movement as I manipulated the T-Shirt upwards, twitching he bit his lower lip momentarily as I worked the T-Shirt over his head and off his helpfully outstretched arms. I moved in again, my pursed lips working his cocklet, licking and nipping as I removed his trainers and his baggy school grey sock; he lay naked, his back on Mr Alan's chest as I sucked him harder and harder, sensing his rising passion. I leaned back to allow Mr Jerry to slide in closer to video the boy, he lay hesitant but Mr Jerry's smile and wink appeased him and he allowed the camera in close. I lay my head on his tummy to suck him again, Mr Jerry taking every advantage to get close ups of all the action. I made a movement with my fingers and Mr Jerry nodded. "Alan," he said softly, "stroke the boy's dick." Mr Alan's hand stole around the boy's body to slowly rub the slim shaft as I continued to nurse on the head. The boy was twitching and writhing now, his body moving in all directions as the strange excitement inside him gathered pace. I lifted my head; it allowed Mr Alan to stoke the boydick all the way up and all the way down, his scrawny fingers caressing the crimson pink tip. I moved upwards to kiss the boy as Mr Alan stroked him faster and faster. He twitched as I pushed my tongue against his lips and then he gave way and I slid my tongue inside his mouth. He tasted sweetly lemony; his tongue was hot and his mouth was moist and he shivered as I licked his teeth. We kissed for a few minutes, Mr Alan's hand slowing now as I indicated to Mr Jerry with my hand. Slowly I kissed down his naked chest to tongue and nibble the sweet points, his boy teats peaked hard and I nipped them gently with my lips, he actually gurgled as I did that and his body made its first upwards thrust. I knew he was being awakened; it reminded me so much of that first time when my father first sucked me, my own cocklet twitched as I recalled those first sensational sensations that set me on the road I was now following. I knew exactly what he was feeling, what sensations were soaring and rising inside him. I kissed on downwards, sucking and licking his soft babyboy ivory pale creamy skin, stopping to tongue his belly button, fucking my tongue at the wrinkle of skin, he giggled and mewled as his body quivered with discovered delight. Once more I attacked his dicklet, my tongue, mouth and lips working together with the one end in mind, I wanted his first cum to be for me. He was an easy mark, his trust in me so strong as I swallowed his cocklet, sucking even the squidgy sac into my mouth. He bucked as I did that and as I sucked and swallowed his bucking became faster and faster. My head bobbed back and forth, my mouth opening now and then for Mr Jerry to film the pulsing boyrod, wet with my saliva, opening my mouth wide so that he could film me licking the hot pink tip. Quickly now I brought him to his climax, he shuddered and twitched and squealed as he peaked, the boydicklet throbbing against my tongue which was wrapped around him as his dry cum exploded. "Urrghh, ooohhhhhh, aaahhhhooohhhee," he mewled and sighed as the hot itch tingle spread all throughout his young body; his eyes flashing; blazing for the camera to capture his sudden unexpected discovery of such amazing awesomeness. "Told you it would be good," I grinned and his face lit up with a beautiful, `I've just cum,' brilliant smile. I kissed him which gave Mr Jerry the opportunity to film his pulsing boydick in Mr Alan's fingers as he worked the dicklet which was still boyhood stiff. "Mr Alan's going to suck you now," I whispered; I wanted to work this, knowing Mr Ray was sitting back there, probably rubbing his dick and yet hot with fury that it wasn't happening to him. The boy was pliable, I helped position him over Mr Alan's head, the slobbering tongue of the old man slavering the already wet cocklet. The boy hitting that state where he was vulnerable to almost anything, moaned growlingly at the rougher texture of Mr Alan's tongue on his cocklet. I moved behind the naked back and gently massaged the quivering plump cheeks, my lips kissing the soft expanse as I carefully eased the mounds apart to expose his virginal, untouched and pulsing boypussy. I kissed the wrinkled pucker, the boys' back arched and he squealed with delight at the twofold embrace of two mouths. He glanced backwards and the look in his eyes was one of inquisitive intensity and yet acceptance. I caught his look and probed the wrinkled skin with my tongue, slavering it around the folds of skin, he sighed and faced forwards again, his head slightly downwards as Mr Alan's mouth and tongue worked hard at his cocklet and ballsac. I probed harder and his boypussy opened, just a little at first but wider and easier the more I slicked, licked and pushed. My tongue entered his heaven of havens, his inner heat heightened as I fucked my tongue inside him, he was dilating further and further. Mr Jerry made a sign, I eased backwards to allow him a taste of the boy's pussy, Mr Nate now holding the camera. The boy simply knelt there his dick encased in Mr Alan's mouth, his boy pussy impaled on Mr Jerry's thick tongue, Mr Jerry moved back and I returned to the wet boy port but only for as long as it took Mr Nate to hand the camera back to Mr Jerry, he nudged me and I moved aside to allow him access. Mr Nate kissed and licked and made love to the virginal backside, his expert tongue sliding far inside the pussy gap, the boy mewling and growling and twitching in ever increasing joy. I took over for another short break, this time its Mr Bob's turn and the boy once more bucked his back as the longer span of Mr Bob's tongue worked even deeper inside that virginal offering to the boyloving teacher. In his element now he worked his tongue and mouth and lips in sensual sexual supplication to his dissolute idol, a willing and open boy arsehole. I watched admiring his expertise as he caressed the satiny mounds of the boys plumpness as well as assaulting deeply the satiny velvet entrance. Mr Jerry pulled Mr Bob off; I was quick to return to the boys seduction. The boy writhed now as Mr Alan's and my attentions to his cock and pussy returned to a joint working rhythm and he once again commenced mewling and groaning as before, the spikes of delight caused by the adults just a further past deliciousness as we strove to bring him off once more. His cry of joy as the light blazed again inside his head and the hot warmth reverberated through his orgasm taut body was a beacon for the future. He subsided slightly but his heat was still there, his hips moved, undulating his desire, he wanted more. I looked at Mr Jerry and made a motion with my hand, his grin was broad enough for him to have to check the camera's position in the viewer. He whispered to Mr Nate who slid beneath my open legs, his mouth on my pulsing boy dicklet swiftly brought me to a throbbing stiffness, his mouth sucked and licked at me, my dicklet becoming heavily coated with a dripping level of saliva. Mr Alan tireless with a boy cock to service, continued to suckle the three inches of boy heaven, he knew his was the first man mouth around that slice of boyhood and he desperately wanted to claim it for his own and make an impression, hopefully an impression to be repeated on his virginal cocklet. I stood up on my feet, bending right down to continue to kiss and tongue fuck the drooling pucker. Mr Jerry moved his position and Mr Bob moved his camera too, the boys facial expression was what was wanted now, `this was gold,' for my father and my reward as always lay between his legs. Gently I leaned down, my boy dicklet stiff and gleaming sliding slowly across the plump cheeks. Gently, tenderly I rubbed my own three inches over the pulsing pucker, the boy twitching at the newer excitement. Working my hips and holding my cocklet in my hand I rotated my dicklet around the wrinkled eyelet, swollen now by the attentions of slavering tongues, Mr Jerry took up position, his lens close to the action, Mr Bob steadied himself, he would watch the finished product later, now it was time to capture the moment. I grasped his left cheek in my left hand and directed my cocklet at the slight opening. The crayon crimson tip slid inside, the gap swallowing my bright crimson glans, the ivory pink shaft slowly slid inside the pucker, following my glans ever onwards. The boy stiffened, the look on his face, at first trancelike then curious then the sharp yelp of anguish as I pushed deeper inside his virginal boy pussy. He strained around, trying to catch my eye; I caught a brief glance of his pained expression but continued to force my cocklet inside his pussy. "Breathe hard," I whispered too him, "deep breaths, pant," I instructed and his body shook as he did as he was told. I pressed harder and then as the oxygen invigorated him his muscles gave way and I slid in fully, the skin of my squidgy ballsac rubbing the crease of skin. He tensed and then as the unfamiliar became familiar, relaxed, the plump arse softening becoming a warm satin cushion for my body. Slowly I fucked him, his virginal no more boy pussy tight around my cocklet, his inner heat an extra flame for my rush of desire. I was not big or long enough to plunder his pussy and massage his boy nut but I was able to take my own pleasure and in doing so give him some too, knowing how sensitive the nerves around his pucker were. Mr Bob instructed Mr Alan to redouble his oral intentions so as I fucked his pussy for my orgasm, Mr Alan sucked him to his. His tight heat around me was intense and delicious, his was not my first boycunt but it appeared to be the tightest and hottest yet and I relished the act of fucking him for really just my own pleasure. Mr Alan's mouth and tongue did the trick too, the boy growling as his cocklet thickened and swelled and then he shook and trembled as he came, his orgasmic contractions helping to bring me to my own peak and my growls joined his as we almost achieved the mutual orgasm that is so beloved of lovers. I can't have been inside him for much longer than five minutes but for me it was five minutes of heavenly boyish joys, I knew from my own experience that such a small cocklet as mine made it unlikely he had suffered any bad pain apart from the shocking surprise of my initial pushing inside him so I caressed him, moving my hands underneath him to tease both his boy teats at the same time. I discovered they were still pointed and wondered if he would be up for more, then he sighed and sank down, all this happening within a matter of seconds. He lay limp, sliding down on Mr Alan's face, his boy stiffy, pliant if not rock hard, still encased in Mr Alan's mouth, the man thankfully not trying to work him again, he needed time to rest. I lay on top of him, my dicklet inside his hot hole, pulsing intermittently and I stroked and kissed his heaving back as he calmed down. I indicated to Mr Jerry and he squatted close to catch the moment as I eased out of his boy pussy, the flash of brighter pink inner lining an extra bonus as his pussy gaped for a few seconds before his deep breaths made it close slowly. "Good one," whispered Mr Jerry as he rubbed my pert backside squeezing the cheek, the touch sending more pleasurable sensations up my spine. Carefully I moved round to face him directly and kissed his sweet lips, his eyes were still cum glazed but as I kissed him, he shook his head and the limpid eyes began to focus. "You wanna see him spunk up?" I whispered as I waved my hand in front of his face and moved it down towards Mr Alan's dick. His look became one of inquisitive curiosity. "You know make his semen come out," I added and this time his eyes widened and he looked at the pink manrod and nodded his head slightly. I moved down Mr Alan's side and the boy followed me down. We lay outstretched either side of Mr Alan's throbbing boyfucker, our eyes meeting over the drooling tip. Slowly I started to rub the shaft, bringing my soft hand up over the ridge where his foreskin was lodged, the slight wrinkle of skin quickly became taut as his cock swelled as I stimulated the nerve endings, my fingers dib-dabbing over the exposed angry purpled glans, wiping the precum drool over the sensitive skin and down the veiny shaft. Mr Alan moaned and groaned and twitched as I wanked him slowly, his balls jogging and twitching as they made themselves ready. His cock spilled more and more of the clear juice, the sugary aroma vented around it and dipping my finger in the globule that formed at the slit I licked it off and grinned. The boy watched me, puzzled and curious. I dipped my finger again this time holding out the dripping digit above Mr Alan's dick, hesitantly the boy leaned forward, his mouth close to my finger, his nose inhaling the sweet scent. I noticed his nose wrinkle as the honeyed perfume hit his senses, he leaned even closer, his tongue extended, I wiped the precum drool over his tongue-tip. Hesitantly he tasted the strange stickiness and then as his tastebuds savoured the spicy sweetness his eyes ballooned once more. "It taste's sweet!" he made the discovery sound amazingly new, I smiled at his reaction, I had seen it so many times. 'You wait until you taste daddy's precum,' I thought knowing that to me daddy's juices tasted the best ever. That thought caused a rush of saliva to my mouth and I could almost taste daddy's precum then. I finger-fed a bit more of Mr Alan's precum to his mouth and then sucked the tip, the sticky concoction forming a string between my boy lips and the cockslt, the strand bending in the middle where a little bubble formed before I sucked the string inside my mouth. I looked at the boy and held Mr Alan's cock, pushing it towards him, another bubble of pre-cum oozed out, the boy stared at it, it seemed like an age but then he bent his head downwards, his tongue extended and he dipped it in the bubble. I watched his face as he went from hesitant curiosity to confirming amazement. His head dipped again and Mr Jerry's camera caught his first licking touch of a man's cock. Taking turns we licked in rotation at the drooling cockhead, my hand continuing to stroke and squeeze the shaft, our tongues sometimes meeting, sliding the mixture up each other's tongues, a messy and sexual game that made us smile between licks. Behind the boy I watched as Mr Bob, trembling with desire moved close, I could see him bend down over the boy. As his hand touched the round cheeks the boy startled and looked around but then Mr Bob's tongue was hard at work and he turned back to me, a smile tugging up the corners of his mouth. I grinned back watching as his mouth sagged open, his eyes widened when Mr Bob went in deep, his tongue penetrating the slick pucker. A secretive satisfying look stole over his face, his eyes reflecting the intriguing tingling tickle Mr Bob's fabulous tongue was producing inside him, one which I was all too familiar with. I giggled as the boy sighed deeply and relaxed, his plump globes spreading wider to allow Mr Bob all the access he wanted, well nearly all. I was quite sure that it would be daddy's cock that would be the first inside him and I envied him for that; you never forget your first time and despite the fact I was still daddy's favourite fuckboy; to once again experience the first time was something I could only do inside my head. Stimulated and invigorated by the special memories invoked I slicked hard at Mr Alan's rod taking out my renewed lust on his prick, my attack produced the expected reaction as he moaned and groaned and his cock swelled throbbing even quicker as my tongue lashed the so sensitive dark purple skin of his cockhead. I sucked and licked and stroked even harder and faster, allowing the boy his more gentler licking at the copious drool of saltier sweetness that was dribbling out of Mr Alan's cock. The boy watched, the effects of Mr Bob's probing tongue making him twitch and writhe as I opened my mouth wide and sank right down on the stubby six inches of man sausage, his eyes flashed even wider as he saw my lips touch the curly hairs before I slid back up the slimy shaft only to repeat and repeat the full swallow. "Grrhhgghh," Mr Alan's deep growl informed me that he was very close, I felt the tremors in his shaft, his balls were jerking, the saggy skin twitching. Faster my hand rubbed the slimy shaft, rubbing the foreskin up and over the glans, squeezing hard around the hard ridge. The boy watched fascinated as my hand became a blur and then Mr Alan shot off. The thick stringy strands of his mancum jetted into the air, the boy watching, total amazement on his face as the pearly translucent strings hung momentarily glittering in the sunshine before dropping and splattering down, the sound of the splats landing a wet splashing squelch. A couple of the jets actually landed on the boys face, a dribble of spunk tearing down the boy's cheek as gravity pulled it earthbound. The boy was too amazed to notice, his gaze was on the pulsing spluttering manprick that oozed the last globs of spunk, my hand and Mr Alan's shaft coated in the glistening viscous liquid. The boy nosed closer; he sniffed the funny fluid, the spicy salty aroma being inhaled quickly. He looked at me and I leaned down to suck a tongue-tip of the spunk, he watched, not as slowly as the first time he then bent his head and tasted manspunk. He licked his lips and bent again to take another slurp, he looked at me and I put my finger on his face and wiped the facial tear droppings towards his mouth. Everything was going well, Mr Alan's spunking had intrigued him, Mr Bob's tongue was continuing to give him pleasure and then Mr Nate spoke up. "Walkers coming," his voice cut across the action, "group of them, Jerry, fast paced," his tone urgent and full of warning. The men disappeared into the wooded area quickly, I gathered the boys clothes and dragged and hustled him after them. He had to come with me, he was naked and I had his clothes. Breathless and panting I stopped inside the woods, we were in a bushy leafy space, the grass spiky but we were completely hidden. The boy looked at me, his face red from exertions panted heavily, the breaths gasping out as he slowly recovered. His eyes were intense on his clothes, after all he was naked in the woods and his concern showed clearly in his glance. I smiled and placed the clothes on the ground and knelt down. He watched as my mouth closed over his stiff boy dicklet, for a moment his hand moved as though to push me off but then it was too late, my tongue was swirling around his glans, my hands were stroking his shaft and ball sac, my fingers sliding underneath to rub against his pucker. I saw Mr Jerry out of the corner of my eye, the camera already up capturing the action. As I sucked the boy he slowly relaxed, allowing the pleasure to continue. I watched as the group of men appeared behind Mr Jerry, their gaze intent on what I was doing. Mr Bob stepped out of the group, his desire evident in his pulsing and throbbing six and a half inches of slim boyfucker, the drools of precum glittering on his skin where they had landed. He approached carefully, keeping behind the boy, out of his sight. He knelt down behind him, the boy jumped as he once more felt the hands on his backside, a quick glance, the quick recognition of Mr Bob's presence and then as Mr Bob once more buried his head between the boy's globes and that long thin tongue slid across the still sticky moist skin of his boy pussy he smiled, the secretive smile. I sucked him, swallowing his dicklet just as I had Mr Alan's cock only this time I sucked his tiny ballsac into my mouth as well. Welded to his groin by my mouth I sucked, licked and swallowed urgently as Mr Bob welded to the boys ass, tongue fucked his vulnerable boy pucker. The boy placed his hands on my shoulder, an instinctive reaction to ensure he did not fall, he shook and trembled as the hot flushes continued to wave over and over him, his mind a morass of the new exciting pleasures that wracked his body. He groaned and mewled and shivered and then growled as the quaking dry cum orgasmed throughout his body. "OOOhhhhhh, wooooo, uuurrrggghh," he wailed as the strong contractions of boyjoy shook his entire core, his orgasms were becoming stronger with each amazing sensual eruption and disruption of his nerves, I smiled to myself knowing just how good they could get, my own cocklet throbbed and that demanding itch inside my pussy where my little bud was pulsing impatiently reminded me that it needed its own action. I reached through his legs for Mr Bob's cock, the drool raining down on my hand. Slowly I stroked the slim man pencil and let the boys boyprick slip out of my mouth. He looked down and there he could see my hand through his legs, his eyes followed the line and he grinned as he watched me once again play with a man prick. I nodded my head and reluctantly he eased of Mr Bob's probing tongue which was still giving him pleasure. He knelt down beside me and his own hand joined mine, Mr Bob leaned back on his knees, opening them wide to allow the four hands to caress him. He smiled at me, a knowing smile, this was one of his favourite fantasies, two naked young boys with beautiful hard boydicks to service him. I pushed his chest; he understood and splayed backwards, slowly lying down on the spiky grass. I knelt between his legs and sucked his slim dick then lifted my head and looked at the boy, there was just a moment's hesitation, a moment of concern and his head dropped and his tongue slid out and he licked the sweet man drool of his second mandick. "Sweet stuff," the boys spoke softly ever amazed at the wondrous things a cock can do. He lapped again at the precum bubble, moving aside as I bent down to suck hard. Mr Jerry was close again with the camera, the boy appeared content and then Mr Nate approached holding the second camera, again the boy appeared indifferent. The two naked cameramen with pulsing throbbing cocks continued to film the action, including themselves in the scene. I smiled at the boy and whispered in his ear, he looked at me, a strange querying glance as he scanned from myself to Mr Bob. "Go on," I urged, "You'll love it," I assured him, so far I had never been wrong and the excitement was thrilling him allowing him to ignore the `stranger danger' warning that echoed distantly inside his mind, but it was a distant echo now. The boy squatted over Mr Bob's face, Mr Bob ecstatically extending his tongue to once more lap at the wrinkled pucker. I watched the boys' face as he managed to hold his position as yet again the delight of being tongue fucked raddled his body and mind. Mr Jerry and Mr Nate filmed around us, close ups of the tongue penetration being taken from all angles, matching them with the delight expressed on the boy's face. He balanced himself on his bent knees with his hands on the backs of his ankles, his face continued to glow as the heat inside him once again rose and the writhing's of his face muscles matched the wriggling of his body as Mr Bob's tongue, slicked and licked his way to boy heaven. He watched as I carefully moved around, keeping Mr Bob's slim pecker in my mouth, now I was at right angles to Mr Bob, the boy groaned and twitched as I slowly started to stroke his cocklet with one hand whilst stroking and sucking Mr Bob with the other. The boy was thrusting upwards into my hand and then pushing down on the tongue that lapped and lapped steadily at his boy pussy lips, pushing right in at intermittent times, touching the so sensitive inner nerves of his pussy lining, he growled and mewled, his young body once more in the grip of monumental climax. Mr Bob sensing his moment; grabbed the boy by the hips, pulling him hard onto his penetrating tongue, as I rubbed furiously at the slim three inches of so stiff and so hard, steely hard pricklet. The boy his mouth open wide, gasped and cried out as he shook again, the sharp jolts of pure orgasmic joys shocking through his body, he writhed and grunted as Mr Bob and I laboured to ensure that his climax was extended. All the time the boy was twisting and turning, his knuckles glowing white where they gripped tightly at his ankles, instinctively he knew he had to hang on somehow or he would fall off and the delicious delights would then stop. One loud cry caused Mr Jerry to clap his hands over the boys mouth; we were still in the confines of the park and who knew how close anyone actually was, all the men were concentrating on the action. The boy wheezed through Mr Jerry's fingertips, Mr Jerry bending down to whisper words of encouragement. "You're doing fine, just go with it son," Mr Jerry's hand caressed his face, keeping his palm over the boys' mouth in case the yelling was repeated, "but try to scream silently," he smiled, "you don't want to get yourself into trouble." I had to smile at that, it would be Mr Jerry and the other men who would be in trouble if we were discovered. I slicked Mr Bob's seeping cock and standing up moved towards the boy, Mr Jerry stepped aside and the camera went into action as I leaned over the boy, holding his chin with my cockjuiced wet hand I opened my mouth above the boys, the dribble of precum and salty pre-sperming mixture dropped slowly into his mouth. I always thinks is it so neat the way pre-cum and sperm has that ability to slowly drip, I am so envious and long for the day that I too can spunk, but I know that's still years away for me but in the meantime I have plenty of men's juices and spunk to play with. The sun made the pearly translucent string that now connected the boy's mouth with mine, glitter as the sunbeams lit it up, that amazing shimmer that only manjuice has. I moved slightly backwards, the boy closing his lips to swallow the dribble, the string held and lengthened, that funny ball forming in the middle before it snapped silently apart, the ball and string of pre-cum falling across the boy's cheek, it lay there glinting in the same sunbeams. Mr Jerry and Mr Nate both grunted, what boylover could not stop himself from expressing his delight and dissolute lust at such a sight. I glanced around, Mr Alan was close by, Mr Rick was on his knees, his hands clasped around his dick as though in prayer, his eyes bogging at the sight of the naked virginal boy being seduced in such an open place, his cock dribbled it's juices at the end of his praying fingers. I scanned quickly for Mr Ray, he was the unknown dangerous quantity, I caught sight of him he was approaching too close. I reached out and touched Mr Jerry on the back of his leg, he looked at me the camera slewing. I nodded my head in Mr Ray's direction and Mr Jerry forcefully stepped in front of him, hiding him from the boys eyes. Mr Ray's manner and that protruding cock which was so angry and purple red at the end looked very threatening; his disrespect for boys could spoil the whole thing and ruin any chances of bringing the boy into my daddy's circle. Mr Jerry pushed Mr Ray back; I could see his jealous anger rise and mentally part of me whooped, `that'll teach him to treat boys better in future.' I made sure he saw my secret smile at his enforced backing off. In my mind I knew I was not done with him yet, there would be other chances to torture him before the day was out. Mr Jerry returned and nodded to me; I bent down and kissed the boy who was still hot and ready for more. I kissed down his body sucking at his nipples, raising them even higher, conscious that Mr Bob's tongue was still slavishly slaving away at the boys inmost treasure, the ultimate goal of any boy loving cock. I sucked at his boyprick, the hot bright crimson pink head swelled as my lips caressed it and my tongue wetted it. His eyes never left me as he watched me squat over Mr Bob's stomach, I grabbed the thin shaft of Mr Bob's cock, worked the beads of precum downwards, slicking the skinny veiny pink pole and then I placed the pulsing cocktip at my boy pussy lips. The boy's eye widened and he glanced from my eyes back to the waiting man pole. I acknowledged the question in his eyes as I bent my knees. End of Part Five. To be Continued...???????????????????????????????? (What a hot Party in the Park or is it at all over? Do I hear the park keepers bell clanging that the park is about to close. Well then if you do want more and really want me to continue this story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end. Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this and further chapters. All the best, Van T Z Boi) (In response to all those who are interested; the Lost/Rejected stories are still undergoing editing and once they have been posted I will announce the link. The good news is that good ole' nifty have provided copies of `Detained at Daddies' and `Mummy Said' from their records so now I have recovered all the missing stories, so mucho thanks nifty. Sorry I can't be more forthcoming at this time as to when I will be able to post them but please watch this space. Van T Z Boi)