Date: Tue, 15 May 2018 22:18:03 +0000
From: Devon Campbell <peterbilt1228@live.com>
Subject: The Detasseling Crew

**39 - The Detasseling Crew
(A true life experience)

                                   The Detasseling Crew
                                      Chapter One

This is an account of one of the most awesome sexual experiences of my
life; and I've had a LOT of sexual experiences. If you need a warning: it
involves several teenage boys.  As I read it over for one last time I
thought, this could not have possibly happened.  But it did.  For any
non-believers, I can tell you unequivocally that there is a group of guys
out East that can believe it because they have had many similar
experiences.

This involves Alex, the wealthy farmer who hosts our monthly gatherings,
and me, as well as these boys.

Jim, 20; (has two years of college)
Conner, 18; (just graduated high school)
Justin, 17; (is now a senior in high school)
Danny, 17 (is now a senior in high school)
Scott, 16;
Cole, 16;
Adam,15; (a stunning black boy)
Todd, 15;
Cody, 15:

In order to keep track of the boys in my head, I've shown their ages
periodically throughout the narrative. This has been difficult to write, as
I am not good at writing scenes involving multiple guys.  But as I most
often do, I took time out each day to make notes as things transpired day
to day.

The conversations are not verbatim, but they are as close as I recall from
referring to my notes. Unfortunately, I was not privy to everything that
went on during those four nights, No one was. I can only write about those
events that I was in on, and what I heard about, and more specifically,
what Jim related to me.

These experiences prove beyond any doubt something I did not fully realize
for a long time; something told to me by very astute young people, a few
not even in their teens yet, that boys these days are VERY sexual at a very
early age, very curious, and not afraid to explore their curiosities.  And
that boys these days are not so concerned about labels, being straight or
gay or somewhere in between, they will take their sex in any form without
guilt or remorse.  We've come a LONG way since I was a teenager.

It was detasseling time around here and the wealthy farmer, Alex, who hosts
our monthly gatherings for beer and sex, had a lot of his thousands of
acres in seed corn.  In one of my emails I told him that my two nephews
were detasseling this year.  He wrote back and said he hoped they were on
the crew who would be doing his fields; he would like to meet them.  Then
he told me he was trying to arrange for some of the boys on the
crew---those that wanted to---to stay at his place for the time it would
take to detassle his fields. At the end of the first day the bus would drop
them off and they would catch the bus next morning to go into the fields.

I thought, FUCK, what a great idea!  Not that there would be any sex going
on--after all, it wasn't one of our gatherings--but to be out there with a
bunch of hunky teenage boys; I volunteered to come out and help with them.
Alex took me up on it, but told me not to mention it to any of the other
regular guys.

I wondered if any of the younger guys from the group might be on the crew,
like Arby, or even my nephews.  If they were that would shed whole
different light on things. I wasn't sure how they would take to getting
involved in a situation with a bunch of other horny boys, if something like
that did develop. I had mixed feelings about it; I half hoped they would be
on the crew and half hoped they wouldn't.

Arby wasn't part of the crew.  Neither were my nephews.  I was both
relieved and disappointed.

Alex had set out his rules for having the boys stay at his place....he's
big on rules.

--It would be boys only; he didn't want to have boys and girls both staying
with him.

--They had to bring permission slips (which they would have to show the
crew supervisor).

--Every boy had to provide his name, address and phone number to Alex, and
also had to provide Alex's phone number to his parents.

--Each boy was to bring personal items and extra clothing if he wanted to,
or Alex would make his washer and dryer available to them so they would
have clean clothes every day.

--No boy would be allowed to leave the premises, except if one of his
parents came to pick him up.

--They would not be allowed visitors; Alex didn't want them inviting their
friends out to the farm.

--Alex would furnish all meals, including sack lunches every day and
bottled water.

--Every boy had to call his parents every night to report in.





                                      Chapter Two
                             Day One - (The First Night)

When I arrived early afternoon Alex was setting out baskets of snacks and
fresh fruit.  I asked him what I could do and he said there were towels in
the dryer, I could fold them and take them to the three bathrooms and also
make sure there was soap and shampoo. I was familiar with the house; it's
where our monthly guy gatherings are held now.

There was a small bathroom just off the mudroom with a small shower but no
tub.  Straight through the living room and past the den was Alex's master
bedroom.  It had a large shower as well as a tub big enough to hold two
people easily. The wide shower doors were plain glass.  There were two
bedrooms upstairs, one with a huge shower, big enough to hold three people.
It was a classic; black and green tile with two outsized showerheads
overhead and two more on each side.  There was no shower door or curtain;
instead there was a wide wet area in front of the shower to catch the spray
from the shower.  It was more like a small locker room shower.

I grabbed the towels out of the dryer and began folding them, then took
them around to the bathrooms. I noticed he had "wands" in all three
bathrooms now; before, there had been only one that I knew of.  I asked him
about it when I returned to the kitchen, thinking he might have intended to
remove them, what with a bunch of teenage boys being there.

"No, they're there on purpose.  Thought they might arouse some curiosity."

I smiled then asked, "How many do you have coming?"

"Not sure.  Last count, there were eight.  Could be another one or two."

We heard the roar of the bus pulling away and looked out the kitchen
windows so see the boys get out of the bus and come toward the house. I was
excited to see one black boy who stood out among the rest. They were a
sight to behold, dirty and sweaty, young, healthy in their prime. A moment
later they came in the back door, through the mud room, and into the
kitchen. A couple of the boys carried lunch pails, all of them had small
travel bags or plastic bags with their personal stuff. They held back
barely through the door. Alex drew them in.

"Come in, come in, make yourselves at home.  Help yourselves to the snacks,
there's milk and drinks in the fridge, and while you're at it, you can
introduce yourselves.  I'm Alex, this is Pete.  Oh, and leave your
permission slips on the counter."

The taller one stepped forward with his hand out.  "I'm Jim," he said,
shaking both of our hands.  That set the tone and the rest followed
suit. There was Conner (18), Justin (17), Danny (17), Scott (16), Cole
(16), Adam-(black) (15), Todd (15), and Cody (15).  (We didn't learn their
ages at the time; that came later as we got to know them). I'm not good
with names but I tried to attach the name with the face as they introduced
themselves. I would come to know them better later on.

"Good to have you all here. Take time to read the rules posted on the
porch. There are three showers in the house. One right there," he said,
pointing to the small bathroom.  "There's another one in the bedroom,
straight through the living room, and a big tub if any of you prefer to
take a bath. There's also a shower upstairs big enough so you can double up
in it. Bring your cruddy clothes back and we'll put them through the washer
so you'll have clean clothes in the morning. Soon as you get showered you
can go in the den and relax till supper, watch TV or videos. In other
words, make yourselves at home."

I didn't know if Jim was a crew chief but he certainly took the lead. He
peeled off his T-shirt as he headed to Alex's bedroom. At the door he was
taking off his jeans. Jim was well put together and in just a pair of
briefs he looked like an Olympic athlete. I noticed Adam (15), the black
boy, didn't hesitate either as he went into the small bathroom. That made
the other boys less shy, the ones who were holding back.

Scott (16) was the first one back from the showers; he came back with a
towel around his waist, carrying his dirty clothes.

"That's a weird shower head in the upstairs bathroom.  It spouted water
everywhere," he said as he grabbed an apple.

"It's not a shower head," Jim said, coming up behind him and squeezing his
shoulders.  He had a towel around his waist, too, and an armload of his
clothes.  "Soon as everyone's done showering, I'll show you." I glanced at
Alex, who was controlling a tight grin.  So Jim knew the score!

Alex handed him a wad of baggies.  "You can put your personal stuff, wallet
and keys, in a baggie and write your name on it, put it in that
basket. I'll keep track of everything for you."

Another boy came in with his stuff, then Adam (15) came out of the small
bathroom with a towel around his waist and his clothes. I couldn't help
noticing the large protrusion under his towel. He emptied his pockets and
tossed his clothes in the laundry room then went to grab something out of
the snack basket and went to the refrigerator.

"Hey, can I have a beer?" he asked.

Alex looked around with a scowl.  "You don't look old enough to drink.  You
got some ID on you?"

"Do I look like I've got ID on me?  Only ID I've got is my big black cock."

I was taken aback at the kid's boldness.  Not Alex; he didn't back off one
bit.

"Well, you gotta show some ID," he said, serious as hell.

In a flash, Adam undid his towel to show his "ID."

I couldn't see.  Alex was nonplussed, but obviously impressed. "Well,
shit!" he said with a belly laugh.  "Okay, help yourself, that deserves a
beer."

Adam knotted the towel back around his waist and got a beer out of the
refrigerator.

"Just so you know, that beer will make your hair curly," Alex said as he
reached over and rubbed his hand over the top of the boy's head.

There was a split second of anxiousness, at least for me, and I could see
it on Jim's face as well, but Adam just laughed.  Alex and Adam were going
to get along fine.

One by one they came into the kitchen for snacks, all wearing towels or
clean shorts they'd brought along, and carrying their dirty clothes.  I
noticed there were nine boys instead of the eight expected.

"How old are you guys, I mean, what's the age limit for detasseling now?"
Alex asked.  Good move, I thought. I had attached ages to them in my mind,
judging from the degree of maturity but I thought they had to be fifteen to
work in the fields. Again, I tried to remember their names with their
faces. I didn't have any trouble remembering Jim or Adam.

They all went into the den but a couple of minutes later Jim he came back
to the kitchen.

"They noticed you've got some X-rated stuff in your library; they want to
know if it's okay if they watch it," he said.

Alex sighed.  "I should've remembered to put that away."  He looked at me.
"What do you think?"

I was certain he'd left it out on purpose, like the wands in the bathrooms.
"I would let `em watch it," I said. "Let `em live and learn."

He thought for a moment then strode into the den. I followed him, along
with Jim, but we stood back from the wide double doors. There was a good
view of the den and I could see that his very presence got their attention.

I said to Jim, quietly, "So you, uh....know what the weird shower head is
for."

"I've had two years of college.  You learn a lot in college."

We listened to Alex talking to the boys.

"How many of you have watched porn on the internet?"  A lot of hands went
up. "Okay, does anybody have any moral or religious objection to watching
porn? If you do, there are books and magazines there in the library."

There was a resounding "no" in unison, and "no objections."  Jim and I
laughed.

"Can I trust you all not to tell anybody?  In other words, what happens
here stays here. That applies to everything that happens here."

There was another resounding "yes" but that wasn't good enough for Alex; he
was a stickler for detail. He made each boy stand up and look him straight
in the eye and swear on his honor that he would not ever mention one word
to anyone about what went on in his house. Then he gave them the okay,
adding, "Just remember, I know where you live."  Then we three went back in
the kitchen.  "Horny little shits," he muttered through a smile.

"Okay, give me something to do," Jim said.

"No, no, you're part of the crew.  Go on in and enjoy the porn.  And the
scenery," he added with a knowing grin.

Jim insisted that he would like to help out, adding, "Two things I want do
for sure, that is both of you."  He groped me as he said it. But just then
Scott (16) came in the kitchen and reminded him that he was supposed to
show him about the weird shower head.  Jim took him upstairs.

"Things just might be looking up," I told Alex.  "Jim knows what the wand
is for and he's going to show Scott."

"Scott's curiosity intrigues me," Alex said. "Adam does, too."

"I didn't get to see, but I saw the look on your face when he whipped his
towel off to show his ID," I said.

"The kid's hung like a mule."

I could see into the den as Alex and I were working in the kitchen but the
furniture in the living room blocked any real view except for heads and
shoulders.  After a while Jim and Scott came back downstairs.  Jim came
back out to the kitchen; Scott went on into the den. Jim looked fluffed up
under his towel.  It was impressive.

"If I show you my ID, could I talk you out of a cold beer?" he asked Alex.

Alex nodded to the refrigerator and said, "There's plenty more in the
fridge in the mud room."

"Thanks."  He got a beer out of the fridge and twisted the cap off and
guzzled about half of it.

"Is that for courage, or are you thirsty," Alex asked dryly.

Jim laughed.  "Little of both. Godd, that's a bunch of hotties in there."

"How'd it go with the wand?  Did you show him?" I asked.

"Yeah, just like I got shown my freshman year at college. It went good.  He
was reluctant when I told him how it was used but I talked him into letting
me show him, fed him some crap about how important it was to be clean on
the inside as well as out.  And told him I would show him something else
afterwards, that would knock his socks off.  He took it real well, barely
winced. He really liked being filled with warm water.  He is very curious."

"So, how'd you knock his socks off?" I asked.

"Well, I'd won his trust with the wand and he let me lube him up again,
bent right over and let me get a finger in his ass.  I found his prostate
real quick before he changed his mind. I wouldn't say we had sex; it was
more like a lab experiment," he said, laughing.  "He shot a load like he
didn't know what happened to him. He may not know it but he is ripe for the
picking.  I'm going to try to have him sleep with me tonight."

"You do know we have a share policy in this house," Alex said.

"Maybe word will get around about the wands," I said.

"You said you wanted something to do. How about setting the table and
making sure there are enough chairs," Alex said.  "Then you can get those
clothes in the washer."

"Great!  I get to smell all of their sweaty shorts," Jim said. He wasn't
kidding.  I saw him several times putting a pair of shorts up to his
face. I couldn`t believe our luck, having Jim as one of the crew who would
be staying there.

Alex called them out to supper in his own unique way. He stood in the
doorway of the den and announced, "Unless you guys are going to chow down
on cock, supper's on the table."

It was funny, and fun, to see the shorts and towels bulging or tented from
watching the porn.  Two of the boys didn't come out of the den.  Jim called
for them.

"They're embarrassed about their boners," one of the boys said dryly.

Jim went into the den.  "Guess what guys, everybody else has got the same
problem.  Come on, we're eating."  They came out with him, looking
embarrassed, knotting the towels tighter around their waists.

The table was custom made to seat fourteen people with all the leaves in,
and fourteen chairs to match, so there was plenty of room. Supper was fun,
hearing the boys talk about their day in the field. For some it was their
first job. Some said it was crappy work, others said it was a breeze.  Most
agreed the pay was pretty good.  The older boys said it was the only work
they could find. It was interesting to see that sex and porn was so quickly
pushed to the back of their minds.  But not too far, I was guessing.  I was
sure they were anxious to get back to it.  Boys that age can't get enough
sex or porn, although I surmised that most of the sex was their own
hands. I began to familiarize myself with their names and faces.....or I
should say their names, bodies and faces, and their ages.

Alex reminded them to call their parents before they went to bed, but not
to call anyone else. "And by the way, if you've got picture phones or other
such gadgets.....no pictures.  I see or hear of anybody taking pictures,
you will leave without your phone. I don't give a damn what kind it is or
how expensive it is, I will own it."

The boys offered to help clean up and do dishes but Alex told them to go on
back to the den, "And resume what you were doing before I called you to
supper," he added. Everybody laughed. He went on. "You guys have got a long
day ahead of you so the party is over at 9:30.  At 9:31 Jim's going to
start kicking ass. And by the way, you can help yourselves to the beer in
the fridge, it'll help you sleep. Just don't get drunk.  Trust me; you do
not want to go in the fields with a hangover."

Jim stayed back to help clean up.

"That included you," Alex said rather gruffly.

"Just thought I'd stay back and help," he said.

"Go keep an eye on the boys," Alex said.

"Are you guys going to cut me any sack?" Jim asked with a tight grin.

We both caught his meaning.

"As soon as you get the boys bedded down, you know where my bedroom is,"
Alex said. When Jim left, Alex said to me, "I think we can count on Jim to
lay the groundwork for us."

I was in the shower in Alex's bedroom when two of the boys came in to take
a piss; the beer was passing right through them. They could see me clearly
through the clear glass and I faced the glass doors to soap up my groin,
purposely to show off my cock. I could see them trying not to look but they
looked.  They flushed and I turned off the shower just as they were
leaving, just in time to hear one of the say, "Damn, did you see his cock!"
Mission accomplished.

I slipped on a pair of shorts and went into the den just to be sociable
while I waited on Alex to shower. I sat on the arm of the couch to watch
the porn flick.  Maybe I should describe my shorts. I don't wear Fruit of
the Loom or Hanes.  Life's too short to wear blah undergear.  I wear Calvin
Klein, Unico, Diesel, Pump and Freedom Reigns, among others.  The pair I
had on were Freedom Reigns, a very brief garment with a one inch red and
blue waistband, with blue panels tapered toward the white pouch with red
and white trim around the pouch and around the legs.  They were hip
huggers, well-crafted to lift everything up and out the white pouch was
stuffed. They are eye catchers and I noticed some of the boys looking. (I
got asked later where I got them.)

I was pleased and a little surprised that it was a Bi movie with two guys
and a girl; the guy fucking the girl was getting fucked in the ass by his
buddy. I had a full view of the room, nine horny teenagers enthralled in
the action on the screen, all in various states of arousal that they tried
to conceal. I fully expected them to be jacking off before the movie ended.
I wished I could stay but Alex and I had agreed that we would stay in the
background and let Jim do his magic with the boys and lay the groundwork
for us. We figured he would respond better to him, a younger guy, than to a
couple of old guys.

All eyes turned when Alex came in, also in shorts. I should tell you more
about Alex.  He's a big man.  Wavering around 190 pounds myself, I'm not a
small man but Alex outweighs me by at least forty very solid pounds. He's
got a lot more hair on his chest and belly than I do, and hairy thighs, all
without being apish. No hair on his back but an unruly bush around his
cock.  Except for his balls; I convinced him to keep them trimmed.  I also
convinced him to let me shave his ass from time to time. Not his entire
butt, just around his asshole, so it's more edible. He was glad to oblige
me.

He's not exactly ripped but he's solid, with good definition. You can see
his muscles move when he moves.  He's well hung.  Not as big as me but his
cock is thick and meaty, about eight and a half inches. It's an ass-buster,
let me tell you.  Putting it simply, Alex is a man's man whose presence
gets your attention.

When he didn't say anything, the boys turned back to the movie.  He stood
there for a moment then said he was going to bed, and reminded them about
their curfew. We went into his bedroom and I started to close the door.

"Leave it open."  My heart sank a little, thinking that meant we wouldn't
be having sex but he gave me hope.  "They have to come through here to go
upstairs. Let `em see us, it might give them some ideas."

We didn't have sex, at least not right away, and the boys did see us--those
who went up to the second floor to sleep--entangled together without a
blanket or sheet on.

A little while later--I was just dozing off--I felt someone getting in bed
with us.  It was Jim.

"Hope you don't mind some company," he said as he crawled between us.

"I thought you were going to sleep with Scott," I said.

"I am.  I told him to sleep on the couch.  But I thought I should pay my
respects and show my appreciation to our hosts." Jim didn't waste any
time. He scooted down between us, taking the blanket with him. "Some of the
boys saw you in the shower, they said you're a horse," he said. "There was
a lot of conjecture about how big you are when you're hard.  I told `em I
would try to find out," he said as he took hold of my cock.  "Fuck! They're
not going to believe this."  Alex moaned then and I knew Jim was sucking
his cock.  He alternated between Alex and me.  He was good.  He had indeed
learned something in his two years of college.  He was able to swallow me
whole.

Jim wasn't with us very long. He was like a man on a mission; one, to find
out how big my cock was so he could report back, and two, he evidently
wanted a midnight snack of cum. He drained us both then left.

"Things are looking up," Alex whispered as we moved together, this time to
get some sleep.





                            Chapter Three
                              Day Two - (Next Morning)

Alex and I were up early to make breakfast and pack lunches.  We had
forgotten about the laundry but it was in the dryer so the boys would all
have clean clothes to wear. Jim was all smiles when he came into the
kitchen the next morning.  He'd left young Scott (16) still asleep on the
couch.

"You gonna tell us what that smile's all about?" Alex asked.

He was smiling so broadly that he could hardly speak.  "I nailed him," he
said quietly as he pitched in to help with the lunches.

"No fuckin' shit!" Alex blurted.

Jim was shaking his head, remembering.  "After the wand and my fingers he
was hot for it. Godd, I never had such a sweet little virgin ass.
Actually, I nailed him twice."

"So you were right, he was ripe for the picking," I said.

"He's a great little cocksucker, too, after I showed him how."  He smacked
me on the butt then and said, "I reported back to the boys about your horse
cock; he wants to try you on for size."

"No kidding!  Wow, thanks."

"Don't thank me; he was one of the boys who saw you in the shower."

"So, before the others wake up, tell us how things went down," I said.

(This is how Jim described it to us, in his own words. I didn't remember
his exact words but I prevailed on him to write it in an email).

"After I did you guys, I crawled in with him on the couch. He was on the
edge so naturally I had to hang onto him to keep him from falling off. I
wrapped an arm and leg around him and spooned him. He likes being spooned,
he pushed right back against me.  Needless to say, I got hard and when I
felt around, so was he. He lifted his leg and I put my cock between his
thighs and dry fucked him while I stroked his cock.  That went on for a
while then I asked him if he wanted to try the real thing.  He said yes.
This kid was really, really ready. So I worked on his prostate for a little
bit to get him ready, till he was about to scream. He was SO ready!  He was
moaning and whimpering and he finally came right out and asked for my
cock. Dumb-ass, I didn't have any lube so I had to use spit, but it
worked. (About here in his verbal narrative there in the kitchen, Alex told
him about his supply of condoms and lube). He actually guided my cock to
his hole.  I took the precaution of putting my hand over his mouth when I
pushed in. ("He took you okay, then," Alex said.)  "More'n okay.  He pushed
back.  Godd, I never had such a sweet cherry ass as his!  I think he came
twice.  I cleaned everything up afterwards.  I hope we didn't leave any
stains."

"Don't worry about it," Alex said.

"So now he wants you to fuck him," Jim told me.  Then, "And he wouldn't
kick you out of bed either," he said to Alex.

"That'd be pretty hard to do since Pete will be fucking him in my bed with
me right there watching."

"I'm going to try to get with Adam (15) tonight," Jim said.

"Godd, wouldn't everybody like to nail that tight little black ass," Alex
said. "But I wouldn't bet the farm on it.  There's something about him."

"No, I want him to fuck me," Jim said.

"Send him in when he's finished with you," I said.

One by one the boys wandered into the kitchen, sleepy-eyed and most of them
stark naked, as their clothes were all in the dryer.  What a sight!  Young,
hung Adam was the last one in.  He came in rubbing his eyes, his big cock
swinging majestically.  I said he was big; on him, a boy of fifteen, it was
huge!  He seemed to be unaware of the eyes on him, but I saw the looks of
disbelief. He was easily the biggest boy in the room, and that included
Jim.  Maybe even Alex.

I went into the laundry room and got the clothes out of the dryer and
dumped them on the couch.  The boys began sorting through them to find
their own clothes. Just then Danny asked Alex if he could borrow a razor. I
thought he saw that as a studly thing to do, letting the younger boys know
that he shaved.

I was helping with the sack lunches, but suddenly I wasn't in that big a
rush to go help Alex. I told him I wanted to bug out if he could manage on
his own, I would like to go shower.

He knew what I was getting at.  He shook his head, laughing.  "Go for
it. Just don't start anything you don't have time to finish."

I went into Alex's bathroom where Danny was holding a hot washcloth over
his face.  I got in the shower.

I'll point out that Danny (17) is a very well-put-together teenager with a
look of maturity that belies his seventeen years. He seemed
serious-straight, but obviously tolerant.  This was a chance to spend some
up-close time with him in the rather intimate confines of the bathroom.  As
he was lathering his face I finished my shower, which was all of about a
minute. I half dried off then laid the towel aside and rested my butt on
the edge of the counter to watch him shave.

"How long have you been shaving?" I asked.

"About the last six months," he said. "I don't have to shave that often,"
he admitted rather foolishly.

"But just in case somebody wants to kiss you," I joked, then said, "Won't
be long before you'll be shaving your ass."

"Why would I want to shave my ass?"

"Makes it more edible," I said.

He shrugged that off, like he wasn't interested, or maybe he didn't fully
understand what I was saying.

"Can I ask you something?"  Then without waiting, he went ahead and asked
me, "Everybody's talking about how big you are. Were you hung like that
back in high school?"

"Not quite this big, but I was rumored to have the biggest cock in school,"
I said.

"That must've gotten you plenty of dates," he said.

"Probably more than my share," I said.  I laughed.  "One of which was a
cheerleader who was the quarterback's girlfriend. Tina was her name."

"Did he know?"

"No.  It wasn't exactly a date.  Well, it was, but it was just a fuck
date."

"I hear those are the best kind; no commitment," he said.

"Everybody knew he was banging her blind but I was still surprised when she
came on to me. Boiled down to, she'd heard the rumors and she just had to
find out for herself."

"So you fucked her."

"Well, yeah.  She was curious and curiosity is a terrible thing to waste,"
I joked. "We made a pact that neither of us would tell anybody. I saw our
esteemed jock-stud quarterback in a whole different light after that."

"How so?"

(I was thinking at that moment that I've not written this up as one of my
true life experiences.  I need to do that).

"Well good ole Dennis obviously wasn't getting the job done. She was like a
crazy woman. We barely got started and she practically raped me. She
couldn't get enough.  She said she'd never had an orgasm with any of the
boys she'd been with. It was common knowledge that Tina loved to get
fucked; she was a bit of a slut that way.  But she was still very popular.
Maybe that was the reason why.

"So, did you give her an orgasm?"

I couldn't help smiling.  "Two, for sure.  She might've had a third one but
it was hard to tell."

Danny laughed. "You probably ruined her for her boyfriend.  I notice you're
married."

"Yes, happily married."

"Does she know about you?"

"No.  Or if she does, we don't go there."

"Got any kids?"

"A son, late twenties.  He's married too, but no kids yet."

"I hope he got your genes."

"He did. The most important ones anyway."

"So he's hung like that, too?"

"Pretty much.  His wife's always got a smile on her face."

"Bet he fucked a few cheerleaders," he said.

"I don't know for sure but I do know he fucked the girls PE teacher."

He almost dropped the razor.  "You're shittin' me!"

"I wouldn't have known about it but I got called to school about it.  It
wasn't him that let the cat out of the bag," I said quickly. "She made a
slip in the teacher's lounge."

"What happened?  Did he get suspended or anything.  Did she get fired?"

"No.  He got reprimanded but the principal laid the blame on the teacher.
She didn't get fired though; I told him I didn't want that to happen.  My
son was over eighteen, so he bore some of the responsibility.  She didn't
get her contract renewed though."

"So what'd you do, as his father?"

"Well, there was not much I could do or say without being a hypocrite,
because I'd done the same thing."

"You fucked the girls PE teacher?!"

"When I was senior.  More than once."

"Did you ever tell your son?"

"Yes, when we were driving home from the meeting at the school."

"Bet he thought that was pretty cool.  The apple doesn't fall far from the
tree, huh?"

"He's said that many times."

Danny had finished shaving and was drying his face.  He looked at me over
the towel.  "You, uh.....said shaving my ass would make it more edible. If
I shaved......?"

"I would eat your ass if you didn't shave."

"But how do you shave your own ass? Hell, I can't even see it."

"Put a large hand mirror on the floor and squat down over it, then be very,
very careful.  I'll shave it for you if you want," I offered.

"No, I'm good," he said.

I wanted to pursue it, at least the part about eating his ass, but there
wasn't time. We went back out to the kitchen.  Danny stopped by the couch
to retrieve his clothes and I finished getting breakfast on the table.  It
was pretty quiet.  I noticed several of the boys giving Adam furtive
glances.  Scott (16), especially.  Adam seemed unaware but I could almost
hear the wheel turning in Scott's head.

We saw them off, then we started cleaning up.

"I'm wondering if this was such a good idea," Alex said thoughtfully. "I
keep getting this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach."

"What feeling?" I asked.

"Well, the way things have started off....things could get out of hand.
One word from any one of those boys and I could be in real big trouble.  We
both could."

"It'd be hard to back out now," I said. "We can keep things from getting
out of hand."

"How're we going to keep watch on nine boys at the same time?"

"Well, we can keep our distance if you say so, but I don't see why we have
to worry them.  Whatever happens between them is between them."

He laughed.  "Jim is the one that needs to be watched.  If he has his way,
he'll nail every last one of them, and that'll be having sex with an
underage boy, which he has already done with Scott."

"I can't imagine Scott saying anything," I said. "Talk to Jim, caution him
to be careful.  Anyway, I don't think anybody would say anything. There's a
bond between them, drinking beer and watching porn together. They're
sharing one big secret. And they are not going to spoil a good thing."




                                 Chapter Four
                             Day Two - (The Second Night)

They were a little later being dropped off the second day. Same routine;
showers, bringing their clothes down, snacks in the den, watching
porn. Only it was a shorter routine because of the late hour and supper was
on the table sooner. It was interesting, I thought, that this second day
the boys were more at ease with each other.  Even to the point that nobody
seemed to notice or care that towels were tented from watching
porn. Interesting too, when Adam (15) went to the refrigerator for a beer,
without asking permission this time.  He even asked if anybody else wanted
a beer, then handed out several around the table.

It was fun listening to the boys talking about their day. I kept an eye on
Scott (16) who seemed to be keeping an eye on Jim and Adam. I wondered if
Scott and Jim had concocted some sort of devious plan for the night.

We'd prepared barbequed pork chops for supper and Adam was duly impressed.

"Man, these pork chops are great!  Do you make your own sauce?"

"Made `em especially for you, glad you like `em," Alex said.  "But no, I
leave the sauce to you experts."

It was a reference to Adam's color but the boy didn't take offense.  He
just grinned.

A few minutes later, Alex asked for the rolls to be passed back down to his
end of the table.  Adam was seated at the other end, engaged in animated
conversation with the boys closest to him.  When Alex didn't get a
response, he said in a louder voice, "Hey, Chocola, toss me a roll!"

It was another Holy Shit moment. Even Adam did a double take, but again,
was nonplussed as he picked up a roll from the basket and tossed it down to
the other end of the table.  Alex snatched it out of the air while Adam
just looked at him.

"Thanks, stud.  Next time, pay attention," Alex drawled.

We weren't quite sure, though, how Adam took being called Chocola, till he
was getting himself another beer to take into the den.

"Hey, Massa, I like that name Chocola.  Think I'll keep it," he told Alex.

"You're an all right guy," Alex told him, laughing. "Not too many guys can
take my shit, much less dish it out."

Again, Jim offered to help clean up but we sent him into the den.

"Go in there and see what else you can stir up," Alex told him. "And remind
them to call home."

Like before, Alex and I stayed in the background, letting Jim do our dirty
work.  We went into the den only to say goodnight. It was interesting to
see Dustin (17) and Danny (17) slouched against each other on the
couch. Alex reminded the boys of their curfew; 9:30, same as the night
before.  Then we went to bed.

I got up in the middle of the night to take a piss.  I had to go around to
the other side of the bed to get to the bathroom and nearly tripped over a
body curled up on the floor beside Alex. Coming back, I saw it was Scott
(16). I found a blanket and covered him up.

"Watch your step if you get up, there's a naked boy curled up on the floor
on your side of the bed."

He rose up and peered down at him.  "Wonder how long he's been there."

"I don't know, I damn near tripped over him."

Alex is like a gentle giant.  He's a very caring man, always considerate of
others. He woke up at least twice that I know of and checked on Scott on
the floor. The last time he muttered,"Fuck, he's cold and he's not keeping
the blanket on," as he got out of bed.  He picked the boy up and laid him
next to me then got back in bed on the other side of me. Apparently he was
afraid to get in bed with us. I pulled the blanket up over the three of us,
and feeling my body heat, Scott moved against me. Alex was right, the kid
was cold. In his sleep, he spooned me and I reached back and clasped my
hand around his hip to urge him in tight, letting him know it was okay.

It was more than okay; I relished the feel of the boy's warm, smooth body
against mine.  In due time his body reacted in its natural way and his cock
started getting hard. Soon he began sliding his cock against my butt,
wedging it in to the crack. Still a natural reaction in his sleep, or
coming awake? I didn't know and I didn't care.  I kept my hand on his hip.

Before long, I knew he was awake and we were in essence, going through the
motions of having sex.  I wondered if Jim had put him up to coming into our
bedroom to sleep. He obviously wanted to fuck me and I had to admire his
courage in making such bold moves. Thus far, we had not openly acknowledged
that either of us was awake; till I reached between us and took hold of his
cock.  He let out a little moan and shoved it through my fist. The head was
slick with precum. I swallowed hard as I considered what I was going to do;
grant this wonderful teenager his wish.  I let go of his cock and reached
overhead, feeling around in the headboard for the lube that Alex kept
there. I got hold of a condom too but discarded it. I flipped the cap and
reached back between us again and squeezed a good amount of lube onto
Scott's cock.  I capped the tube and tossed it aside then smoothed the lube
on the boy's cock.  I used the excess to work into my ass then took hold of
the boy's cock and guided it to my hole.  Feeling he was on target I
reached up for one of the towels from the headboard and wiped my hand. I
pushed back against his pressure, feeling the head of his cock spreading my
sphincter. He wasn't huge but he was thick; it wasn't going to be painless,
but I welcomed the pain. I wondered if he had fucked Jim. I hoped not. I so
wanted to be his first.

He pushed in easily and pressed his loins hard against my butt. I pushed
back in welcome, thrilling to his virginal young cock throbbing deep inside
me.  After a moment he withdrew most of the way then started fucking me.

"Ohhh, Godd!" I whispered, but loud enough for Alex to hear me.

"Is he fucking you?" Alex whispered back.

"Yess!"

"You lucky fuck!  It's his first time, I bet."

"It is," Scott said quietly. His hoarse voice sounded so small.

Alex turned on a night light that was plugged in beside the headboard and
lay with his head propped up so he could watch.  I was certain this really
was Scott's first experience at fucking--it's what I wanted to believe--but
his somewhat awkward experimental moves were soon driving me crazy.  His
cock was like a magic wand setting off fireworks inside me.

"Godd, how did you learn to fuck like this?" I asked.

"I never did it before," he said.

Alex moved closer against me and we kissed as he played with Scott's butt
and caressed his body.  That only ignited more fireworks.

After a moment Scott asked Alex, "Do you want fuck me?"

Without a word Alex rose up and maneuvered us so I was on my hands and
knees and Scott was on his knees behind me, then Alex got behind him.
Scott paused for Alex to enter him then he began fucking me again as Alex
fucked him. It was a perfect rhythm, one that elevated the boy's pleasure
so that Alex turned his head around to quiet him with kisses.

Suddenly the boy lost his rhythm and his muffled whimpers told me he was
losing it.  I took up the rhythm and began slamming my ass back onto his
cock.  I wanted to pump the kid's load out of him. I could feel Alex's
thrusts more powerful as we brought the boy to climax.  At the end I could
actually feel his heartbeat in his cock seconds before he unloaded deep
inside me.  It was a pleasurable moment even though I didn't cum myself.
Just giving this boy such pleasure was enough for me.  I didn't know if
Alex got off or not.  Scott was still whimpering through the aftershocks as
Alex eased him down onto the bed.  I collapsed my knees and lay flat on my
stomach and Alex lay beside him.

"Can I stay and sleep with you guys?" Scott asked in that tiny voice again.

We responded with arms and legs over him to hold him between us.

Sometime in the night I came awake to find Scott (16) turned on his side
with an arm and leg thrown over me. His cock was hot and hard against my
hip. He had my cock in the grip of his leg, wedged snugly in the crook of
his knee.  The feel of his young, naked body sent chills of pleasure
through me. His head lay on my chest and I kissed his hair. He was awake.
He snuggled tighter against me.

"Do you wanta fuck me, Pete?" he whispered.

"Sure, why don't you climb on top this time."

I helped him straddle my hips.  My cock lay heavily against his butt.  He
reached back to guide it to his hole then pushed back against it.  He was
still well lubed from Alex fucking him and the head pushed through easily,
although not without a wince.  I let him take me at his own pace while I
felt all over his smooth, tight body. He had taken me about half way when
he lay flat on my stomach and chest, his face in the crook of my neck.

"You're so big!" he whispered.

"You don't have to take it all," I whispered back. "Don't be a hero, just
enjoy it."

But he was determined, as I knew he would be.  It took a couple of minutes
for him to maneuver and ride all the way down on my cock. I was amazed, and
wondered where he'd managed to put it inside his body.  He lay motionless
for a moment then began humping my cock.  I was sure he had maneuvered my
cock through his second sphincter, the way he was twisting his hips around
as he fucked himself on it, and whimpering with pleasure.

"It feels so good," he said.

I held him in my arms.  "I'm glad, Scott," I said.  "I'm glad you've
discovered how wonderful it can be with another man."

"I thought I liked girls," he said.

"Have you had sex with girls?" I asked.

"I had one almost give me a blowjob one time but she chickened out."

"I'm sure you still do like girls," I said. "But girls can't give you this
kind of pleasure. Girls don't know how to suck cock."

"I don't know if I ever want to fuck a girl now."

"It's okay to feel that way, Scott."

 "I wanta be like this with every boy here."

"Maybe you will," I said.  "Tell Jim, I'm sure he can arrange for that to
happen."

"Jim is so cool.  I almost cried when he fucked me, it felt so good. He
said he did too.  He said he loved getting my cherry."

"Anyone would.  I'm jealous I wasn't the one," I said.

"You make me feel like a virgin all over again, you go in so deep."

"I'll take that," I said, ruffling his hair.

It was a strange conversation, and the whole time he was riding back and
forth on my cock, giving me untold pleasure that was only enhanced by the
conversation.

I fucked him for a very long time.  So long that I thought he might be
getting tired or sore from the friction of my larger cock.  He asked me if
I could cum, he wanted to feel it.  I could have fucked him till sunup but
I willed myself to cum.  It still took a while. I didn't give him any
warning; I just let it happen. The buildup was so strong I cringed toward
the end. I choked with emotion as my cock began belching cum deep inside
the boy's body.  He rose part way up, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Ohhh....ohhhh, fuck, I can feel it! I can feel you shooting inside
me. It's gonna make me cum too!"  He sounded so surprised, which led me to
believe that he had not felt it when Jim or Alex fucked him."

He seemed truly surprised by the pleasure.  I held him tight and we soared
together.  It was barely a moment before I felt his cock bolt hard against
my stomach then began spurting his hot boy cream on our stomachs.  I almost
wept myself from the pleasure. Scott relaxed on top of me and soon slept.





                           Chapter Five
                             Day Three - (Morning)

Next morning Alex and I slipped carefully out of bed, leaving Scott to
sleep, and went to the kitchen to start breakfast before we woke the rest
of the boys. Jim joined us a few minutes later, naked, rubbing his eyes and
smiling.

"What're you smiling about so early in the morning?" I asked. I remembered
Alex had told Jim to see what he could stir up with the boys in the den.

He smacked Alex on the butt.  "You told me to see what I could stir up with
the boys."

"And?" Alex asked.

"Well, for starters, I managed to get a circle jerk going, and it went from
there."

Here told us about it but here is what he wrote in an email:

Somebody put a video in. It took about a minute for them to figure out it
wasn't the right video. I picked up the box and said, "Somebody pulled a
switcheroo at the video store.  This is not Women in Paradise."  But when I
started to take it out Cole (16) said to leave it in.

"You wanta watch this?" I feigned surprise.

One of the boys said, "Yeah, I never saw a gay movie before."

They took a quick vote to watch it at least for a little bit.  One kid
grumbled, "I don't wanta watch any fuckin' fag video."

"Somebody put a pillow over his face."

They settled in to watch it. I squeezed in beside Adam so I could make my
move when the time came, if circumstances were right.

"Hey, for somebody who didn't wanta watch a fag video, your cock is sure
hard," Cole (16) said.  They all got a good laugh out of that.

Then Conner (18) said to Cole (16) said, "Hey, how about doing that for
me."

"Fuck you," Cole said.

Conner said, "Come suck my cock and I might let you."

"Fuck off."

Cody (15) piped up, "I'll suck your dick if you let me fuck you as long as
you don't cum in my mouth."

Conner told him, "If you suck it you gotta swallow."

It was just macho banter till I told them to put up or shut up, and maybe
they should stick to something they knew something about, like jacking off.

"Yeah, I wanta see Adam jack off," Cole (15) said.  "I wanta see how big
his cock gets."

I seized the moment. Adam (15) was already hard and I reached over and
groped his cock through the towel and asked him if he was going to show
everybody how big his cock got.  That was all it took. He let me unknot the
towel and lay it open, exposing his big cock. Everybody gaped, wide-eyed,
watching it throb and quiver violently.  I gaped too.  He was huge, looked
like about nine inches.  Bigger than me.  Adam slouched there, smiling
proudly.  I didn't wait for Adam to jack off; I took hold of his cock and
began stroking it myself. Adam moaned with pleasure and rolled his eyes.

Other towels came off and within minutes everybody was jacking off. It was
awkwardly quiet at first, with everyone's eyes fixed on the screen, as if
they were afraid to look around at one another.

I wasn't about to lose the momentum. I asked if anybody had ever had a blow
job. That broke the awkward silence and eyes tore away from the TV but then
focused on my hand wrapped around Adam's huge cock.

"I did once, but it was a girl," Conner said.

I asked them, "If somebody offered to suck your cock, would you let him?"

There were a lot of "Fuck, Yeahs".  It was unanimous. Alex was right, horny
teenagers will take their sex anyway they can get it. My moment was at
hand. I asked Adam if he'd ever had a blowjob.

"No."

"You want one?"

"Fuck, yeah."

I smiled and Adam (15) suddenly realized what was going to happen. With his
big dark eyes, he looked like the proverbial deer in the head lights. There
was a variety of similar looks from around the room; looks of disbelief and
anticipation as the other boys realized what was about to happen. Adam
slouched down a little and spread his legs apart, like an invitation. I
leaned over and took his cock in my mouth and went about half way down on
it. There were groans and gasps of disbelief from all around the room. I
began swallowing over and over so my throat muscles were milking his cock
and I was gradually able to go all the way down on it.

Adam lasted only a couple of minutes before he started shooting cum into my
throat.  I eased off enough for it to shoot in my mouth so I could taste
it--I happen to like cum--but kept my tongue lashing all over the swollen
head.  I held on till the boy stopped convulsing then I raised up.  I
almost laughed at the wide-eyed dumbfounded looks from the boys, learning
that I was gay.

I said, "Anybody else?"

There was a brief dumb silence then Danny (17) stood up, fisting his cock
and said, "Fuck yeah," as he came over and stood in front of me. I leaned
forward and took his cock in my mouth.

At this point, Alex asked, "Did you do `em all?"

"Every last one of them," Jim said.  "Never had so much sweet boy juice in
my life.  I thought about coming to get you guys to help out but I figured
you were busy with Scott."

Just then Danny (17) came in, rubbing his eyes and looking a little
sheepish when he looked at Jim.

"How's it hanging this morning, stud?" Jim asked in an upbeat tone as he
boldly groped the front of Danny's shorts. "Oh, I see it's standing, not
hanging."

Danny laughed.  "Yeah, it gets that way in the morning."

"Got that way last night, too," Jim said.  He laughed at Danny blushing.
"Want me to take care of that for you?"

"Sure, if you want to," Danny replied, and turned to go into the den.

"Right here's okay," Jim said.  "Alex and Pete would like to watch."

Danny (17) hesitated, then shrugged and turned back to the kitchen. Jim sat
down on the floor, leaning back against the wall next to the bathroom door.
"Feed me," he said, and reached up to take hold of Danny's butt as the boy
stood astraddle him.  He pulled his shorts down to free his cock and Danny
shoved it into his waiting mouth, all the way in his throat then started
fucking his mouth.

While that was going on, Justin (17) and Conner (18) came in with Cole (16)
right behind them, yawning and rubbing their eyes. They barely blinked when
they saw Danny and Jim, but formed a semi-circle to watch. Minutes later,
Todd (15) and Cole (16) joined the semi-circle and cocks began to rise as
they were obviously waiting their turns.  It was a rare and beautiful sight
to see these beautiful boys so relaxed with their arousal.  Alex gave it a
few minutes as he served up two large platters of pancakes, eggs and
sausage.  The boys didn't seem interested in breakfast.

"Listen guys, I would love to watch the show but I've got fields that need
to be detasseled. Grab your clothes out of the dryer, get dressed and set
down at the table."

No one questioned Alex's authority but they moved toward the mud room with
great reluctance.

"Why don't we just skip work today," Todd said.

"That would leave me to explain why I kept nine of the crew out of the
fields," Alex said.  "Come on, get your asses in gear."

But Danny couldn't tear himself away from the blowjob Jim was giving him.

"That includes, you, Danny boy," Alex said in a gruff tone.

"Please, just another minute....I'm so close....please let me cum," he
begged as he clasped his hands around Jim's head.

Alex didn't say anything. When it didn't happen, Jim pushed the boy away
but kept one hand around his hip.  "Give me some oil, or butter," he said.

Knowing what he intended to do; I grabbed the butter off the table and held
it down to him. He took Danny's cock back in his mouth as he scooped up
some butter on his fingertips. He shoved his arm between the boy's legs and
clasped his butt with his buttery fingers wedged in his asscrack.  Knowing
Alex would be impatient, he wasted no time working his finger into Danny's
ass. Danny barely winced; he was so intent on shooting his load.  Suddenly
his mouth flew open and his eyes popped and he cried out, "Ohh, Fuck!
Godd, yeah!  Do it! Do it harder!  Make me cum!"

The outburst brought the other boys around to witness the final moment,
Danny pounding Jim's head against the cabinet door as he fucked his throat
unmercifully; and Jim's fingers in Danny's ass.  Suddenly he slammed
forward, legs shaking and his butt muscles quivering in the throes of
climax.  Jim choked and gagged but held on till the end as the teenager
pumped his load into his throat.  The next moment was frozen in time, then
Danny thawed and stumbled backwards to a chair.  Jim was gasping, wiping
his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Great!  Now I've gotta live with that image all fuckin' day," Justin (17)
growled. Everybody laughed.

"Please, please, can he make me cum, too?"  Adam mimicked.

"There's plenty of time for that tonight," Alex growled.

I put my hand down to pull Jim to his feet.  Danny stumbled into the mud
room to get his clothes while the others were gathering around the table.
When he was dressed Todd (15) pushed a chair out next to him and said, "You
can sit here, Butterbutt."  (The nickname stuck).

We saw the boys off, lunches in hand, grumbling and punching at Danny for
getting his rocks off and leaving them high and dry.
                                        Chapter Six
                           Day Three - (The Third Night)

The supervisor decided to take advantage of the good weather and worked the
boys three hours overtime, so it was late again when they were let off.

Because of the late hour we didn't put out any snacks.  While the boys were
showering I did their laundry and Alex put supper on the table.  They
didn't come in right away and Alex was getting perturbed because he had
gone to the trouble of preparing steaks and baked potatoes.

"Wonder what taking them so long," Alex muttered.

Jim was the first one back in the kitchen and he explained the delay. He
told us how he had discreetly spread the word to the boys that Scott (16)
was gay.  He said it was Scott's idea. He wanted them all to know because
he wanted to have sex with all of them while they were still at Alex's
place. So Jim instilled into their horny little minds the notion that Scott
loved to be fucked. He also threw in for good measure that Alex and I did,
too. They didn't completely believe it but it gave them all a lot to look
forward to as they carried those images around all day.

Jim told us that evening that during a break in the field, with the boys
all gathered around in their own little group, Jim, hopefully building on
the image of Danny (17) frantically riding his fingers in his moment of
climax, explained the wands back in the bathrooms and extolled the virtues
of using them. One of the boys asked Danny if he'd used it.  He said, no,
but he was going to when they got back. Jim said he could see the tacit
agreement that all the other boys would likely do so as well.  Thus the
delay; Jim told us they were using the wands.  I don't know if they all
did, but some of them did.

It was interesting to see all nine of them come to the table stark naked.

"Wow, steaks!"

"And while you're all douching each other's asses, everything's getting
cold," Alex said. There was embarrassed laughter as they all sat down.  But
nobody denied using the wands.

"They told us we're gonna finish up yo' fields tomorra, Massa," Adam said
in his best slave dialect.

"I know, I'm gonna miss having your tight little black ass around,
Chocola," Alex drawled.

"What you're gonna miss is my big black cock," he retorted.  It was an Oh,
Shit moment, eyes were downcast, some casting furtive glances at Alex.
Adam had just "outed" him!

Alex laughed a quiet belly laugh.  "It's hard to miss something you never
had," he said.

"We can fix that," Adam shot back.

You could almost feel the relief in the room. It was obvious to everyone
that he and Adam liked each other.  And Alex was the only one who could get
by with talking to him the way he did, and vice versa.

Even though I was certain they were all looking forward to the night, they
still seemed a little down, and through casual conversation we found that
it was because this would be their last night together at Alex's. Part way
through supper Alex came up with an idea that surprised us all.

"You know, boys, we could extend your stay for another night," he said.

Faces lit up all around the table. My assessment of their reaction: These
boys had been exposed to an atmosphere of sexuality that was new to them
and they wanted to explore further and find out where that might lead.

"How? If we stay another night, we'll miss the bus to go to the next
field," Conner said.

"I know the farm where you'll be detasseling next.  I could deliver you
there myself in time to go to work."

"Man, that'd be great!"

"Anybody not want to stay another night?" Alex asked. They were all shaking
their heads.  "Okay, be sure and tell your parents.  Tell `em I'm having a
little party in appreciation of the good work you did on my fields."

Most of the boys were gathered in the den watching porn. At Alex's
suggestion, I went to the kitchen to get a round of beers. Not that they
needed it--the atmosphere in the den was relaxed and casual, boys groping
themselves freely now--but Alex thought the beer would lower their
inhibitions even more. He and I had decided that we'd stayed in the
background long enough; we were going to mix with the boys. I definitely
wanted to mix with Chocola. I was uncapping the bottles when Cole appeared
beside me.  I didn't know he'd followed me into the kitchen.

"Pete....do you think we could....go somewhere private?" he asked.

I was surprised but not taken aback.  "Sure.  Let me make this beer
delivery."

I came back and ran hot water on my hands to warm them up, in hopeful
anticipation of what he might have in mind. We slipped out the back door
and walked in the dark shadows of the night, into the halo of light from
the security lights, to the barn. There was a warm breeze that wafted over
our naked bodies.  In the barn I bypassed the stall with the sling and took
him to the ladder leading to the loft instead.  I motioned for him to climb
up first, mainly so I could watch his tight ass in front of me.

"I've never been in a hayloft before," he said as he climbed up.

I emerged through the opening and took him by the arm to the post where the
light switch was located.  The glow that came over the loft was more like a
night light, very soft and dim.

He looked all around, and up at the stack of bales of straw on one side and
hay on the other.  "Wow, he's got everything up here," he said.  He was
talking about how Alex had furnished the loft with the comforts of home. A
king size mattress with sheets, blankets and pillows, and a big leather
sofa arranged on a large woven rug. There was another area with large
blankets spread over a pile of straw and more pillows. There was even a
small refrigerator.

"Yes, Alex believes in getting the most out of the loft space," I said.

The boy seemed unsure, and nervous, but obviously curious, for he had asked
me to bring him out here.

"Make yourself at home," I said. "The blankets, the mattress or the couch?"

"Are there mice up here?" he asked.

"All barns have mice but I've never seen one up here. Alex keeps poison
traps under all of the furniture and even up inside the couch and chairs.
And the mattress is sealed in industrial grade plastic. It's always a good
idea to shake out the blankets, though," I said, laughing.

"I think the mattress," he said as he went over and sat on the edge. "I
guess you're wondering why I asked you to bring me out here."

I sat on the other side.  "Whenever you're ready," I said.

"Well, I....you know all that's been going on....none of us would've ever
dreamed anything like this would be happening, that we'd be doing the
things that....."

"Is something wrong, Cole?  Did something happen that shouldn't have?"

"No," he said quickly.  "It's nothing like that.  Once I got used to the
idea, I've liked everything that's happened.  We all have.  We're all glad
we get to stay another night. Jim's showed us so much, about stuff we
weren't even curious about before.  He taught us about our prostates, even.
Nobody knew anything about that."

"Jim's had a lot of experience in college," I said.

"He gave me my first blowjob. He even took my load and swallowed it. I
couldn't believe it when he did that.  The others, too.  Then out in the
fields he told us about Scott, and....and you and Alex.  Scott sucked my
cock too, and I think about everybody's jacked each other off.  He showed
us about the wands; that freaked everyone out. I don't know for sure but I
think Scott's been fucked by about every boy here; if not, he will be.  And
Jim's let some of the guys fuck him even. What I wanted to say is, he
showed me something when he sucked my cock.  He used his fingers on
me....in my ass."

"Did it feel good?"

"It felt incredible.  I loved it.  I shot so hard my cock ached.  I didn't
even know I had that spot inside me.  None of us did.  Jim's showed most of
the boys, I think."

He still had not said what he wanted to say. I waited.

"What I really wanted to say....the reason I asked to go someplace
private....I think Jim wants to fuck some of the other boys and I think
some of them might let him, because he made it feel so good with his
fingers. He explained that experimenting around with each other wouldn't
make us gay.  It'd be just that, experimenting around."

When he hesitated again, I asked, "Does that include you?"

"I think I wanta try it, but I don't want the others to know.  And you've
got the biggest, most awesome cock I ever saw and I kinda wanted it to be
you, if you think we could......"

"There's no reason why we can't," I said as I lay across the mattress and
put my hand on his thigh.  "I want you to be sure, though. You would be
giving up your virginity in a big way.  Boys losing their virginity usually
means they fuck a girl for the first time.  This is way different.  It's
something you never get back."

"I know that.  But if getting fucked is anything like Jim using his
fingers, I don't want it back.  But do you think I could possibly take you?
I mean, the size of your cock....it's huge."

"Cole, the only people who have not been able to take my cock are the ones
who were too scared to even try. I'll get you ready so it won't hurt, I
promise, no more than a dull ache for the first minute or two.  I'll make
you want it."

"I want it already," he said. "I've had this funny feeling inside me ever
since Jim used his fingers. And getting my cock sucked was great but it
didn't make that feeling go away."

"That feeling won't go away, Son. We'll take our time," I said as I took
him by the shoulder and eased him back on the mattress and we moved closer
together.  "This isn't going to be a blowjob," I said, rubbing my hand
across his chest. I was impressed with his solid pecs. He shivered when I
ran my fingers across his nipples.

"That feel good?" I asked as I did it again.  "I can make it feel better."
I rose up over him and licked across his chest, dragging my tongue across
his tits.

"Ohhhh," he whispered.

I clamped my mouth over his left one and lashed it wildly with my tongue.

"Ohhhhhh!" he gasped louder and put his hand lightly on the back of my
head.

I gave his other side the same treatment, then moved back and forth as his
nipples began to swell turgid.  The harder they got the more sensitive they
became. I started to move downward but changed my mind and moved up to kiss
his neck. He turned his head away from my face but I kissed all over his
cheek.  This was foreign to him, kissing another male; I would have to
bring him around. I rubbed my nose against his, bringing a little smile to
his cute face.  I laid one hand along the side of his face as I rubbed my
lips across his; not a kiss but a playful gesture.  He turned his head the
other way to avoid it becoming a real kiss.

I told him to stop turning away, and when I pressed my lips against his, he
didn't turn away. But he didn't kiss back either. I continued the kiss,
determined to bring him around and as it became more passionate, he began
to respond.  When I slid my tongue across his lips he relaxed and allowed
it in his mouth.  A minute later our tongues were lashing about inside his
mouth, bringing tiny whimpers of pleasure, and I realized he was searching
for my tongue with his and began sucking on it. He learned quickly. He
became the dominant one in the kiss, till it was I allowing his tongue in
my mouth.

When we parted, he gasped.  "Whew.  I never done that before. Kissed a guy,
I mean."

"Is it so much different from kissing a girl?" I asked.

"Lots different.  Kissing a girl never made my cock hard."

I reached down to feel his cock.  It was like a warm steel bar, throbbing
violently.  I could feel his heartbeat in his cock. I kissed down his
stomach, dragging my tongue along the deep ridges of his abs. I kissed
across his lower stomach from one hip to the other, pushing his cock out of
the way; teasing him.  I didn't take his cock in my mouth but I kissed and
licked the head and down the shaft, on my way to his balls.  I hefted them
in my palm and licked them all over before I sucked one into my mouth.  He
groaned softly.  He groaned louder when I worked the other one in my mouth.
While I was sucking and pulling on his balls I maneuvered myself down
between his legs. He spread them out wide for me.  I kept my face pressed
into his crotch, my mouth full of his balls, while I licked the sensitive
space under them. When I pulled down on his balls with my mouth I could
reach the split of his ass with my tongue.  He moaned and hunkered his butt
up for more.

My spit drooled down into his ass crack and I used it for lube to explore
the crevice with my fingers.  He cocked his knees up and I pulled his legs
onto my shoulders.  Finally I let go of his balls and concentrated on his
butt. My mouth was watering.  I hunched my shoulders to lift his legs more.

Finally, "Hold your legs up," I told him as I pushed his legs toward him.
He hooked his arms round them and pulled his thighs against his chest,
spreading his ass wide for me.  I dove in with my tongue, licking along the
widened crevice and lashing at his near smooth hole.  I rimmed him with
gusto, and when I felt his hole relaxing I drove my tongue up inside
him. He squealed with pleasure.  I worked my fingers inside him and pulled
his ass open.  I could see the pinkish inner lining going through squeezing
motions.  I pulled him wider and drove my tongue in as deep as it would
reach.  I loved the way his hole stayed open, squeezing at the air, trying
to close.  And when it did I pulled it apart and drove my tongue in again.
I pushed mouths full of spit inside him and when he was good and wet I used
my fingers.  There was no resistance whatsoever.  I was able to shove two
fingers in as far as I could reach.  I wriggled them around, bringing
louder, quivering moans as he moved his butt around on my hand.  When I
found his prostate he went a little crazy.

"Oh, Godd, Pete!  Ohhhh, that feels so good!"  Then a moment later, "Ohh,
fuck.....fuck, Pete, I can't stand much more, I'm gonna cum!"

I eased off quickly and left his hole sucking the warm air.  "Ease me off
when you get close, we don't want you cumming yet," I told him.  When he
was calmed down I started on him again.

I brought him to the brink again and again, till he was whimpering and
begging for my cock. To hear this cute, smoothly muscled teenager
whimpering and begging like that drove me nearly mad with lust. I slicked
up my cock with spit. I had a perfect hardon.  Not like steel, like his
cock was, but firm enough to penetrate him without gouging his ass and the
organs inside.  Times like this I was thankful that I was so big and I
didn't get like an axe handle.

I made sure his ass was wide open again then I rose up and leaned over to
kiss him squarely on the mouth. My cock found its way to his gaping hole.
"I'm going to fuck you now," I said. I didn't know why the announcement, he
knew from the wide, blunt head of my cock pressing against his hole that I
was going to fuck him.  I guess it was something to say.

"Yess!" he hissed, nodding his head.

I hunkered my hips and felt his powerful sphincter open wider then close
around the head of my cock.  It locked like a vise around the gristled rim.
I kept my face hovered over his, my eyes fixed on his.

"Keep looking right in my eyes," I said as I began penetrating his fine
ass.  He nodded again and mouthed, "Yes."  I went in slowly but without
pause. I could feel my cock snaking into this young virgin's body and
wondered at what point did his virginity disappear.  Was it when his ass
locked around the head of my cock?  I didn't think so.  That would mean I
had taken his virginity with my fingers. At what point was that physical
aspect gone forever?  Perhaps it was when the penetration was complete and
my cock throbbed deeply inside him.  Or maybe it wasn't till I had fucked
him to climax.  In my mind I pictured his virginity being pushed out of him
as my cock went deeper and deeper, but still clinging as I fucked him, and
in the end, screaming for mercy as it was flung asunder at the moment the
boy climaxed and knew for certain that he was not and would not ever again
be a virgin.

I pushed against something deep inside him--I was expecting it--and deftly
maneuvered around it and pushed deeper.  I was almost in and he was taking
it beautifully, his innocent eyes wide with wonder. There is no more
beautiful sight. They widened even further, almost a look of shock, and I
was certain I'd penetrated him yet again, pushing through his second
sphincter.

He whimpered, "Oh, Godd, Pete!" and closed his eyes. I felt him tremble,
like a sob.  "I'm not a virgin anymore."

I didn't labor the point.  I had my version of it, but it was his own
version that counted; he was rightfully the one to decide when his
virginity was gone.

I held deep for a long moment till his eyes fluttered.  I was smiling down
at him and he smiled back.

"You took it like a man," I told him.

"Did I? It didn't hurt one bit."

"I told you I would get you ready and make you want it."

"I really wanted it, but I was a little scared," he said. "But it feels
wonderful, how your cock is throbbing inside me."

"Good.  I don't want you to ever forget this moment," I said.

"I don't know how I ever could. It's the most wonderful thing I ever felt."

"When I start fucking you, you'll have to hold on to the top of your head,"
I joked.

Then his face screwed with a tight, questioning smile.  "Do you think I'm
gay?"

I both hated and loved those moments when a boy questions his sexuality.  I
wished they didn't feel the need....what difference does it make?....but it
gave me the opportunity to try to set them straight in the head.

"That's not something I can decide.  It's not a decision at all,
really. You won't wake up one morning and decide you're gay or straight.
It's something you come to realize."

"How will I know?  Right now, with your cock throbbing inside me, this is
the most wonderful thing I ever felt in my life, but I still like girls, or
I think I do."

"You'll know when the time comes," I said.  "But whatever, you will still
be who you are--who you were meant to be--so don't put a label on yourself.
Others will, but don't you."

I eased my hips back and my cock began to pull back through his insides. I
felt the rim of my cockhead tug through a tightness and I knew for certain
that I had penetrated his second sphincter. He let out a little gasp.

"Ohh, Godd, that feels as good as going in."

When I was withdrawn to the head I pushed back in and started fucking him.
He reached for his cock but I brushed his hand away.  "You don't need to
jack off.  I'll make you cum this way.  You can jack it at the end."

It was a beautiful thing.  It always is, fucking a boy, but this seemed
more special than other times.  Perhaps I was just caught up in the moment.
I fucked him nice and slow and easy, as I could tell he loved my cock
sliding back and forth through his no-longer-virginal chute. He seemed to
have a buzz on. He backed me off several times, for which I was glad, but
after a while I told him he didn't have to.

"You know, you haven't fully experienced getting fucked till you cum."

"I know, but I don't want it to be over," he said.

"I know there's only one first time, but that doesn't mean it has to be the
only time," I said.  "There are a lot of horny dudes back at the house more
than willing to fuck you, if you still want it."

"I'm pretty sure I'm gonna want it again but I don't know if I want them to
know.  And after this, when detasseling's over, I probably won't ever see
any of those guys again, and I don't know how I'll ever meet anybody
else. I can't just go around asking guys to fuck me."

"You'll meet somebody, I promise," I assured him.  "Listen, I'm going to
pick it up," I told him as I began to pick up the pace. "When you get close
you can grab hold of your cock."

I began fucking him faster and harder, till I was pounding him into the
mattress. I didn't want it to end either, and I could've fucked him a lot
longer, but I wanted to give him the fullest measure of pleasure this first
time.  It didn't take long once I built up speed and threw in some
different moves along the way.  He loved being long-cocked and corkscrewed
so I stuck with that.  He had restraint; he didn't grab his cock till he
was ready to cum, and when he did, I practically raped him. In the final
moments his most excellent young ass squeezed my cock like a vise. The next
moment he was convulsing and spurting impressive ropes of cum.  He shot way
over his head, then on his face and neck and the trajectory lowered to
streak it across his chest and stomach.  I doubted he'd ever cum like that
in his life.  I fucked him through it, slowing down only after his cock was
throbbing empty, then I shoved my cock in to the hilt and left it there.

"Godd!" he gasped, his chest heaving.

"That was a big load," I said.

"Bigger'n any load I ever shot off before," he said.

"You're a wonderful fuck," I told him.

"Am I?  You probably say that to all the boys you fuck."

"Now, I wonder how you would do, fucking me."

His eyes opened wider with surprise.  "You mean you'd let me fuck you?"

"I wouldn't be letting you.  I would be grateful if you did."

"Wow!  I wasn't expecting that!"

"When you're ready, dude, my ass is yours."

He was more than ready real fast.  It was more a matter of him catching his
breath and recovering from the hellacious cum, for his cock never went
down.  While I had him under me I licked the warm cum off his body.  He
liked that too, especially that I swallowed it. But we didn't get right to
it.  I pulled my cock out of him and lay with my head on his stomach,
facing his cock, and started sucking him. I loved his cock, and I wanted to
draw out the last of his cum.  I felt his hand on my hip then on my butt
and I thought he was getting anxious to fuck me, but he surprised me.

"Can I suck you, too, Pete?"

I was surprised that he wanted to suck my cock right out of his ass but I
he'd learned all about the wands so he thought it was safe.  I turned
around the rest of the way and he took hold of my cock.  He was awkward at
first, and tentative, but he was soon sucking my cock like a little pro.
We lay in the sixty nine for a little while, thoroughly enjoying each
other's cocks.  When he clasped his hands around my butt, I reached back
and pulled it apart for him. He took his cue and began massaging my asshole
as I had done to him.  I use spit to wet my asshole and he used his
fingers.  I didn't think he would make the actual move to fuck me, so I
initiated it.

"Are you about ready to plow my ass?  Cause I'm sure ready for this big
cock of yours."

That's all it took. He moved and I rolled onto my back and drew my legs up,
tilting my ass up for the taking.

He positioned himself and brought up some spit that he dropped into my
crack then began working it inside me.  He had learned well. He spat on his
cock and made the connection.

"I can't believe you're letting me do this," he said as he put some butt
pressure behind his hot young cock.

"Trust me, I'm not doing you any favors," I said.

When he entered me with one easy but steady thrust and I thought his eyes
were going to roll back in his head.

"OHhh, fuck!" he moaned softly.

My sentiments exactly.  As I had done with him, he leaned up over me to
kiss and I responded with gusto.  He had learned that well, too. Then he
started fucking me.  He was good.

"Where did you learn to fuck like this?"

"I'm learning it right now, I never fucked anybody before," he said.

"You didn't fuck Scott, then?" I asked.

"Not yet.  I didn't want to in front of the other guys, but I will now that
I know what I'm doing."

"Boys are born knowing how to fuck," I said.  "It's just a matter of honing
your technique."

I suppose the only thing better than fucking a teenager and getting his
virginity, is getting fucked by a teenager, especially if it's his first
time.  It was a lot more than just getting fucked though. I was worshipping
his body with my eyes and my hands.  His body was like a work of art,
smooth muscles bulging and rippling.  I leaned up to kiss his chest and
suck his nipples and squeezed his taut, flexing butt muscles as he fucked
me.  At the same time, he stroked my cock.  I had to ease him off a couple
of times, till he told me as I'd told him, "It doesn't have to be the only
time we do this, does it, Pete?"

 "No, it doesn't," I agreed.

"I wanta see you cum."

"Sometimes it's not a pretty sight," I warned. I didn't try to hold off
anymore. I let him fuck my load right out of me.  It was going to
dam-buster, I knew from the way his cock was punching and rubbing my
prostate.  When I told him I was getting close he rose up to watch.  I took
hold of my cock and aimed it toward him; I wanted him to feel the full
force of it.  I didn't warn him, I just started spurting cum.  The stuff
shot up and hit him in the chin, he reared back and the next one slithered
up across his face.  I adjusted the trajectory and heavy ropes of cum slid
up across his chest and stomach. He looked aghast.  I let go of my cock and
let it throb and spurt cum onto my stomach and chest.

"Holy shit!" he gasped as my cum began to slide down his stomach in to his
pubes.  "Where'd that all come from?"

"You opened the flood gates with your cock," I told him.  He'd slowed down
as if he might stop.  "You don't have to stop.  Fuck me till you cum, too."

When it was over Cole and I went back in the house.  He said he wanted to
shower before he joined the rest of the guys.  I showered with him in
Alex's shower--I wondered where Alex was--but I didn't go with Cole to find
the others. I thought he needed to venture there on his own, now armed with
his new-found knowledge and experience. We parted ways and I lay on the
bed. I had a feeling it was going to be a long and very active night and I
needed a short rest before venturing out.  Besides, after all the energy
I'd used up fucking young Cole, he had pretty much fucked me out for the
moment. I dozed off to sleep.

I was awakened by someone crawling in bed with me.  I figured it was Alex
but then I felt someone else crawling in on the other wide of the bed.
They both pressed up against me and I could tell neither of them were Alex;
they were young, with smoother bodies.  I came fully awake to see it was
Jim (20) and young Justin (17).

"Where've you been?  We were looking for you," Jim said.

"Cole wanted to see the barn."

"Yeah, we were wondering where he was, too," Justin said.

"What'd you want with me?" I asked.

"Something you said, about liking to be double fucked."

"Uh-oh, I have a feeling I'm going to get raped," I said.

"Only if you resist," Jim said.

I was already reaching for Justin's cock and Jim reached for mine.

"Double fucking is one thing I didn't learn in college," Jim said as he was
stroking my cock.

"I'll show you," I said. I rose up and eased Jim onto his back then
straddled him.  I reached for the lube out of the headboard and lubed up my
ass then dabbed some on the head of his cock.  Then I connected and slowly
rode down on him.  It caused little tremors all through me, causing my cock
to stand out and throb violently. It got Justin's attention.

"Man, you must have the biggest cock in captivity," Justin said.

His look was more than simple curiosity. He surprised me then and reached
out and took hold of it.

"Fuck, I can't even get my hand around it," he said, giving it a couple of
cursory strokes.

"The point is to get your mouth around it," Jim told him.

Justin didn't say anything, just stared at my cock, and I thought for
minute that he might try it. But he didn't.  I was sure he wanted to, the
curiosity was there, but the gene wasn't there to give him the courage.  I
was riding up and down on Jim's cock, stretching my hole after it'd closed
up some from Cole fucking me.  Then I handed the lube to Justin to lube up
his cock.

He did it, capped the tube and tossed it back in the headboard.  "I just
climb on and shove in on top of Jim's cock?" he asked.

"That's the idea," Jim said.

He got behind me and set the head of his cock at my hole.  I braced myself.
Getting fucked is one thing, and I love it, but getting double fucked takes
some psyching up.

"I can't believe anybody can take two cocks in his ass," he said as he
tried to shove in.  But he kept slipping.

I reached back for his cock to hold it firm and guide him in.  He slipped
through my tight sphincter and buried his cock. I winced a little but I
didn't cry out or anything.  They both started moving and the pain was
quickly forgotten.

"Godd!" I groaned softly.  It was wonderful.  One thing I love about
getting double fucked is that I don't have to do anything except offer my
ass up and enjoy the strokes.  And worry about going off to soon. I had to
focus on that. Young Justin fucked with more exuberance than Jim, who was
more the base man. I felt their cocks jockeying for position inside me, but
I thought it was Justin who was making steady contact with my prostate.  He
had me whimpering more than once.

"Shit, you guys can fuck!" I groaned.

"You've got a great ass," Jim said.

They must have fucked me for a half hour or more.  I expected it of Jim but
I was a little surprised Justin was able to last so long.  I welcomed his
climax when it came.  I cringed and gritted my teeth to keep from yelling
out as he pumped his hot boy juice deep inside me.  Jim groaned with
pleasure too as his cock was bathed with the stuff.  It didn't feel like
his cock went down but it slipped out of my ass and he collapsed to the
side to watch Jim and I finish.  I could see he was still hard; no surprise
there, but I wondered why he didn't keep on fucking me.  Riding Jim, I gave
Justin a few minutes to recuperate then told him to stand astraddle Jim and
feed me his cock.  He was all too eager to comply with my request. Sucking
Justin took my mind off of getting fucked, somewhat, making it easier for
me to hold off.  It took a while but I got another load out of Justin and
it was timed perfectly with Jim's climax.

Afterwards we lay together, catching our breath, and Jim and Justin going
on about how great it was.  Justin asked, "Hey, is it okay if we tell the
other guys you like to get double fucked?"

"Yeah, but let's save it till tomorrow night, okay?" I said.

I still didn't know where Alex was and I still didn't go looking for him.
After the double fucking, I got in the shower. Then I lay across the bed
and waited for Alex.  I wanted to tell him about my adventures and also
hear what he'd been up to. I fell asleep again and I got woke up
again. Justin couldn't keep it to himself that I liked to be double fucked;
he didn't save it till tomorrow.  He'd brought Danny (17) along this
time. So I got it again, with the two teenagers doing the honors.  That was
double exuberance, let me tell you.  They worked as a team and I was the
game ball. My ass was reamed for nearly an hour that time.  I was getting
tired but I loved every minute of it. We really worked up a sweat and I
showered again and waited for Alex.  I didn't know when he came in but he
was there beside me when I woke up the next morning.





                                     Chapter Seven

Alex and I were at the kitchen table talking about the incredible
experiences of the last few days.

"I certainly never expected anything of this magnitude," he remarked.

"It's one for the history books," I agreed. Just then I saw Danny standing
back in the shadows.  "Danny?" I said.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure," Alex said, waving him in.  "What's up?  Something wrong?"

"No, just something I wanted to talk to you about."

"Me or Pete?"

"Both of you," he replied.

"Sit," Alex said, pushing a chair out for him. When Danny had sat down he
said, "Speak."

"It's about my little brother," he began.

"What about your little brother?" I asked, fearing the worst.

"Well, I've sorta lied about some things, about sex and all," he said with
his head down.

"Hell, all boys lie about sex," Alex said.

"This is not like that. Billie's twelve and he sucks me off all the time.
In fact, we've been having sex together for over four years.  Yeah, since
he was eight and I was thirteen.  I'd just started shooting cum and he got
curious about the stuff in my sheets; we have bunk beds.  I explained it to
him and he wanted to see me shoot.  So I told him he could watch next time
I jacked off.  We had a chair against the door so nobody could bust in on
us.  When I started jacking off he took hold of my cock; said he wanted to
do it for me.  I wasn't going to let him; I was even feeling guilty about
letting him watch.  I mean, he was only eight years old.  But he begged me
so I let him; his hand felt real good."

"He asked me if I'd ever had a blow job.  I told him he didn't even know
what a blowjob was. He said he did too and he would show me and he took my
cock in his mouth. He was just a little kid and my cock looked so huge in
his little mouth."

"Did you let him do it?" I asked.

"Yeah.  I knew I should've stopped him but it felt so good and he was so
eager about it.  I let him finish me off; I shot right in his mouth. He
didn't intend for me to do that and he jerked away real quick and I sprayed
cum all over his face and everywhere. We got a good laugh over it and I was
glad he wasn't mad or anything."

Danny paused and we waited.

"Alright, there's a point you're trying to make," Alex said.

"He, uh.....Billie wants me to fuck him. He's only twelve. Almost thirteen,
but still twelve, and not a very big twelve at that.  I'm scared I'd hurt
him.  I mean, I've got a pretty good sized cock."

"Yes, you have," I agreed.

"I just wondered if you guys think it would be all right if I fucked him.
He wants me to, and I want to, but......I just don't know.  Then I wondered
too, if.....if maybe someone else....might do it."

"Danny, if you're thinking one of us.....we're both bigger than you," Alex
pointed out.  "It should be one of the other boys."

"Todd, perhaps," I suggested.

"Yes.  But I don't know how to arrange it. He's too young to detassle so
that couldn't be used as an excuse for him to come out here."

"Let me think about it for minute," Alex said. "Okay, say you're lonely for
him; you miss him.  I could invite him to come and stay here as a guest but
not go in the fields. Do you think your parents would be okay with that?"

"Maybe if you talked to them," he said.

"You call them, then I can get on the phone after you've talked to them and
extend the invitation. Then if your parents agree we can go pick him
up. We'll take Todd along."

It was arranged and Billie arrived the next day with Alex and Danny,
looking fresh as the morning dew; so cute and innocent it made my heart
thump.  He was greeted by the other boys with great enthusiasm; too much
enthusiasm for Alex.  He took them aside, gathered in the library for a
lecture.

"We have a new guest; Billie.  He's Danny's little brother. I've called you
all together to inform you that he's off limits.  He's twelve years old;
too young to be exposed to the goings on the rest of you have become
accustomed to."

"But Danny said he wants to get fucked," one of the boys said.

"He might want to, and it might well happen, but who fucks him and when has
not yet be determined.  So hands off."

"What if Danny says it's okay?"

"Then it's okay," Alex said.

Jim was quick to step in as the official guide.  With Danny along he showed
the boy around the house, including the bedrooms and showers, and the
wands.  But he didn't explain the purpose of the wands till he overheard
Billie asking Danny about them, remarking that they looked like weird
shower heads.

"Sorry, I skipped right over the important stuff," Jim said as he led the
brothers back to the bathroom.  He turned on the shower so the water gushed
out of all the holes and explained that it was for flushing out so you
could be clean inside.  He left it at that, leaving it up to Danny to
finish explaining it.

"So, if I wanta get fucked, I should use this first," the boy said quietly.

Danny replied, "Yes."

My ass was dragging the next morning.  So was everybody else's, including
Alex.  The boys sorted out the clothes from the dryer and got dressed while
Alex and I made breakfast. He knew I needed to get back and check in on my
business so I left the cleanup to him.






                                        Chapter Eight
                        Day Four - (The Last Night)

They finished up the last of Alex's fields in good time; they were back at
Alex's place by early afternoon.  Spirits were high, as expected. One of
the boys was heard to remark, "We've got the whole rest of the day and all
night to fuck."

There seemed to be a more casual attitude with the extra free hours they
boys were enjoying.  Instead of showers, two of the boys, Conner (18) and
Adam (black, 15), decided to use the large bathtub in Alex's room.  Alex
showed them how to control the jets, and warned them not to use too much of
the body gel or bubble bath that was arranged around the rim of the tub
along with an array of candles.  As the tub was filling up and the boys
were undressing Alex lit several of the candles then he added the bubble
bath himself.

"Shit, we're doing a bubble bath with candles?" Conner said.

"Lock the door and don't tell the rest of the guys," Adam said, laughing.

"I wanta see what you look like sitting in a heap of white bubbles," Conner
said.

Alex waited around till the boys were settled in the tub, the bubbles
rising around them.

"Ebony and Ivory," Conner remarked

"Looks like white meat and dark meat to me," Alex said. He closed the
bedroom door but he didn't keep quiet about the boys taking a bubble bath,
and the others didn't waste any time going in and railing on them about it.
It was all in good fun, and when I went in to check on towels, Cody and
Scott were in the shower together right across from Adam and Conner, and
Scott was soaping up Cody's manhood. I was very anxious to see how things
would unfold now that everyone was so at ease in this new, open sexual
environment.

Jim came out to the kitchen, naked, and asked what he could do to help with
supper. I had on a pair of briefs and Alex was in his jockstrap. He was
rubbing the T-bone steaks with something or other; I was scrubbing potatoes
to go in the oven.  Alex told him to create a salad.

Jim seemed to have trouble concentrating.  He finally told Alex, "You know,
your ass is very distracting."

"Stop looking at it, you're liable to cut a finger off," Alex drawled.

"How about I get a load off," Jim said. "I haven't had the honor and
privilege of nailing that hard ass of yours."

"I haven't been wearing a chastity belt.  Where the hell've you been?" Alex
said smartly.

But it was dropped for the moment.  But only for a moment before Jim
stepped over behind Alex and started playing with his butt.

"Don't do that unless you mean it," Alex said.

"Oh, I mean it," Jim said as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down
Alex's asscrack. I got the cooking oil and handed it to Jim. So while I was
wrapping the potatoes in foil and Alex was rubbing the T-bones, Jim was
T-boning Alex.  I should say, Jim is a master cocksman.  He must have taken
a course in college. He had Alex groaning, bending over the counter,
straightening up back against him, he was going nuts. Jim told me to grab a
cup out of the cupboard.  I did and handed it to him.

"Catch his load when he cums," he said.

I knew immediately what he had in mind. It didn't take him long to get Alex
off.  I was right there with the cup and caught his load.  There was a lot
of it; there always was.  Jim kept fucking him for a few more minutes,
working up his own load.  He pulled out and shot in the cup as well.

"This's a dirty trick you're playing on those boys," I said. Thinking he
was going to rub the mixture on the steaks.

"I'm gonna make cum suckers out of them one way or the other," he said.
Yeah, you got it, he mixed his and Alex's cum in the cucumber ranch
dressing.  I tasted it.  It wasn't bad; added a hint of tang and musk to
the cucumber ranch.  Jim and I set the table.

When Alex called them to supper, again, Adam (Chocola) didn't ask, he went
right to the fridge and began taking out cold bottles of beer and set one
at every plate. It was gratifying to see how excited the boys were about
being able to stay over one more night.  It was also amusing to see how
they scarfed down the salad. I wondered if Jim would tell them what he'd
done to it.

As I was helping Alex with the cleanup I heard the shower running. I was
pretty sure everyone had showered before supper and I thought the shower
had been left on.  I went in to check. It was Jim and Conner in the shower
together. Jim had obviously brought Conner around somewhat because they
were washing each other.  I kinda thought Jim had taken Conner under his
wing as his lieutenant in bringing the other younger boys around.

Passing by the door I saw that things were underway in the den. Nothing
serious yet but cocks were being stroked through shorts and some bare, so
it wouldn't be long. Alex and I had decided that we were definitely going
to get in the middle of things this last night. But I had decided I was
going to wait and let things get heated up before I joined in. So I took a
leisurely shower and stretched out on the bed to watch television for a
little while.

Suddenly I felt movement on the bed and looked around to see Adam with one
knee pressed into the mattress.  He was pulling on his cock through his
shorts and smiling down at me. The tiny white briefs barely contained
him. His eyes shone in the dim light.  His body was a work of perfection;
long, lean legs, a tiny waist that accented his muscular upper body.  Wide
shoulders and well-muscled arms.  His chest and stomach, I thought, must be
the envy of other boys in the locker room.  His skin, truly milk chocolate
in color, was flawless, unmarred by any growth of hair as far as I could
tell.

 As he groped his cock through his briefs he rubbed his other hand over the
top of his head.  "Jim said you guys like to get fucked.  You and Alex," he
said.

"Jim's got a big mouth," I said.

"Yeah, he has, he took my cock all the way in his throat.  No girl ever did
that."

"Hell, that's no big deal," I said.

"You think you can do better?" He was cocky as shit.

I reached out and he moved up closer to the head of the bed, still standing
on one leg, his other knee in the mattress. I focused on his hand stroking
his cock. He looked huge. Huge and perfectly beautiful.  I moved over on
the bed closer to him and he thrust his hips at me.  He wouldn't have
thought it so, but to me it was like a sacred offering. He moved his hand,
making the offering mine.  I reached out and folded my fingers around the
bulge. I explored it and it throbbed in my hand. He felt even bigger than
he looked.  I couldn't believe a kid his age could be hung like that. The
rest of the boys were big to average. I pulled the waistband of his shorts
down as I leaned up. His cock swung free and smacked me in the face.  He
laughed softly. He twisted his hips to make his cock swing back and forth
like a battering ram.

"You tell me," I said as I opened my mouth and he jutted his hips forward
to feed me his cock. The position was right, everything was lined up just
right, and he was able to shove his cock into my throat, all the way down
to his balls.  "Holy fuck!" he gasped.  He put his hands around my head to
hold me in place and fucked my throat a few times. "Fuck, man, I don't see
how you do that." If he was testing to see if I could handle him, I passed
with flying colors.

"Holy shit!" he moaned and clasped his hands around my head to fuck my
face. "Fuck, you are way better than that girl."

I gobbled his cock like a hungry meat-starved wolf.

"Yeah, man, take it," he said putting his hands on his hips. Then he asked,
"But can you take it in your ass?"

I loved his cockiness.  "I can take anything you can dish out," I said.

"Is that a yes, I can fuck you?"

I wiped my mouth, smiling.  "Only because you are so beautiful," I said.

His face screwed up into a goofy grin.  "I ain't beautiful.  You don't call
guys beautiful," he said.

"You do when they look like you do," I said.

"You know what, you talk too much," he said as he pulled my face back to
his cock.

In those few minutes, with my acquiescence and without him realizing it, he
had taken control.  I can be aggressive and dominant, or the right
guy--usually a big macho stud--can push me into my submissive mode.  In
this case it was a beautiful, incredibly sexy young black boy who
unknowingly made me his willing slut.

I stayed leaned up on one elbow while the boy held my head in place and
fucked my throat unmercifully.  He caused me to gag and choke but it didn't
matter to him.  Me either, for that matter.  At my urging with a hand
around his taut butt, he came up on the bed, pushing me onto my back, and
straddled my chest.  When I scooted down so my head wouldn't touch the
headboard, his balls dragged across my open mouth and he paused there.  I
let one fall into my mouth and sucked it hard.  He moaned and pressed
against my face.  He rose up to give me the other one for a moment then he
guided his cock to my mouth again.  I was nailed in that position.  I'm
good at sucking cock but this kid was really pushing me.  As I gradually
scooted down on the bed he moved up higher till he was arched over me,
fucking my throat like a pussy. I welcomed it, with my hands clasped around
his tight, smooth butt.

I wanted his ass but didn't want to interrupt him to ask for it. I pulled
his butt apart, clawing deeper into the crack till I found his hole.  I
used the drool on my face for lube to massage his hole.  When I pressed a
little he reached back and took hold of my wrist.

"Careful back there," he said.

I took advantage of his back stroke to get off his cock and I pulled him
forward so my face was between his legs enough that I could lick his ass
crack.  He caught on quick and moved up further so he was more or less
sitting on my face.  When I began to lick his crack he did sit on my face.
He rose up on his haunches and lowered his gorgeous ass all spread apart
for me.  He whined, "Ohhh, fuuucckkk!" when I started tonguing his ass and
he pulled it apart even more for me

"Turn around, face the other way," I told him.

He turned around, facing away from me, on his hands and knees with his butt
right in my face.  I kissed all over the smooth, chocolate mounds.  I paid
homage to it.  I devoured it.  He let me stretch his tight little hole with
my fingertips till I was able to drive my tongue up inside him. He squealed
with delight.  But he balked when I tried to insert a finger.  He turned
around on his knees, between my legs.

"Are you ready to get fucked?" he asked.

I replied, "Yes," and drew my knees up.  He brought my legs up onto his
shoulders as he moved on his knees into position.

"Did you use the wand?" he asked.

"Yes." I reached overhead to get the lube out of the headboard.

"Yeah, we better use some of that," he said.  But he left it to me to lube
up my ass and his cock.  That done, he set the head of his cock against my
hole and smiled as he looked down.  "Your asshole is begging for it.  It
must like black cock."

"It does," I said.  "I love black men.  But you're the first black boy I've
had."

"I'll try to be a credit to my race," he said.  I thought it was an odd,
rather adult thing for him to say.

"You've nothing to worry about on that count," I said.

He toyed with my ass for a moment, punching the head of his cock against my
hole, rubbing it around, but not pushing in. I was anxious.  I wanted his
beautiful, huge, black boy's cock inside me, but I wasn't going to be
slutty enough to beg for it. I was quite relieved to feel him pushing
against my hole.  I pushed out and my asshole grabbed hold of the head.

"Damn, man, your ass is really hungry for black cock," he said, laughing.

I had the head inside me; I wanted it all.  Without being too eager I
hunkered my ass up to meet his cock. He got the hint and shoved all the way
in.

"Ohhh, fuck," I groaned softly.

"Too much for you?"

"No.  It can never be too much."

He stayed still, his loins pressed tightly against my spread butt, his cock
throbbing so deep inside me.

"My black cock sorta likes your white ass," he said.

"It's yours," I said.  "My white ass is yours, to do anything you want with
it."  I was humping against him, twisting my butt in tiny circles to make
his cock lob around inside me.  When he started fucking me I nearly
swooned.  I felt like such a slut. Besides his awesome cock, part of the
excitement was having this young, black, teenage boy over me.  I had to
keep telling myself that he was only fifteen. My Godd, how do boys get to
look like this at that tender age!  When he started fucking me I wrapped my
legs around his tiny waist and put my arms around his shoulders to pull his
warm, muscular body tight against me.  "Ohhh, Godd, yesss! Fuck me,
Adam....fuck me.  And you don't have to be easy."

"Ohhhh....ooooohhh, you're so hot in there, and tight," he moaned. "Way
better'n a girl's pussy."

"How many girls have you fucked?"

"Two different girls, about six times total," he said. "But fuck, man, if I
could find asses like this to fuck I might not ever go back to those two
pussies."

I wanted to tell him there were plenty of male asses out there that would
welcome his big cock but he needed to find that out for himself.  Someone
wandered in and stood and watched for several minutes.  In silhouette, I
couldn't see who it was.  I didn't much care about the other boys at the
moment. I could spend the rest of the night getting my ass reamed by this
boy. Or by any of the others when he was finished with me. I was sure that
whoever had come in would spread the word.  I was a surprised he was
lasting so long but then he'd had some experience with the two girls.

I don't know what it was about him but with every stroke of his magnificent
cock he took me from one level to the next, till I was about to cry out
from the pleasure he was giving me.

"Godd, Adam, you can fuck!" I blurted at one point.

He laughed softly.  "I'm gonna cum in a minute but I'm gonna keep on
fucking you," he said.

"How many times can you cum?"

"I can cum three, four times without losing my hardon."  He laughed again.
"My brother says that's unnatural, but it's natural for me.  Pisses him
off, I think."

"How old is your brother?"

"Nineteen.  He's in college."

"Nineteen.....he must be a horse."

"Actually I'm bigger than him by a good inch. I've got three, four more
years to grow; I figure I might get to be a foot long.  That'd really piss
him off."  He laughed again.  "He keeps saying he's going to fix me up with
a date, a sure fuck, he says.  I didn't tell him yet I've already got two
sure fucks that keep coming back for more."

I tried to imagine this gorgeous young stud at nineteen with twelve
inches. I tried to imagine three more inches of cock inside me.  I'd had
some big cocks, bigger than my own, but never on a boy this age.

"I wanta see you when you're nineteen," I said. Suddenly I realized he was
picking up his pace and his breathing was harder.

"You're gonna cum," I whispered.

For the next couple of minutes he practically raped me.  Not that I minded.
He slammed his cock into me and I felt it bolt inside me.  The next instant
I felt the heat of his cum bathing my insides.  That seldom happens.  You
know when a guy is coming but it's seldom you can actually feel the stuff
shooting out of his cock.  I could feel his.

True to his word, once he was past the quakes that wracked his body, he
went right on fucking me.  It was a different feeling, his cock sliding
through his own semen, and I could feel the stuff being pushed out of my
ass.

I didn't know what time Adam had come into the bedroom so I really didn't
know how long he fucked me but it had to be well over an hour. After
depositing his first load in me he wanted to change positions, with me on
my hands and knees.  I happily obliged.  With my butt cocked high for him,
I slumped down with my head and shoulders in the mattress and buried my
face in the pillows to muffle my whimpering groans.

All boys have the desire and the instinct for sex, but Adam was truly born
to it.  He was better than most men, including a lot of the black men I'd
had. I wanted to adopt him.  At the very least, I wanted to take him home
with me.

He fucked me all over the bed.  The sheets were torn from the mattress.  My
head was banging against the headboard when he shot his second load in me.
I was amazed, moments later, to find that he was still hard inside me and I
thought he might keep on fucking me. I wouldn't deny him, even though he
had put me through the wringer. In fact I wanted him to.  I was still hard
and burning with lust.  Before he could pull out I began shoving back onto
his cock. He took a firm stance and let me use his fuck pole to fuck
myself.  Toward the end, when he could tell I was getting close, he started
fucking me again till I shot off.  It was gusher.  Sometimes I think the
intensity of sex causes the male body to increases the production of
semen. My head was down in the pillow and I shot all over my face then
proceeded to soak the sheets.  As my knees slipped from under me I dropped
to the mattress, lying in my own mess, and Adam slumped on top of me.

"Man, my stomach muscles and my butt are getting sore from all this
fucking," he said as he collapsed on top of me.

I was glad he didn't pull out.

"Am I too heavy?" he asked.

"No, this is wonderful, just like this," I said, squeezing his cock tightly
with my sphincter.

We lay like that for a long time.  I think he dozed. I could've spent the
night with him lying on top of me like that, and inside me.

He said he needed to shower.  I shoved myself up from the bed, sticky from
my own cum, and joined him.  I washed him. Having my hands on every inch of
his body was a thrill in itself. I also toweled him dry.

"I wonder what the others are doing," he said as I was drying him off.

"Maybe the same thing we were doing," I said.  He started to take the towel
but I didn't let go of it. It was around him and I used it to pull him
against me.  He blinked his snappy dark eyes and smiled.

"What?" he asked.

"I want to do something....you might not like it at first, but just let it
happen."

"What?"

I dropped the towel and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him in tight.
He had his head reared back like he knew what I was about to do.  I brushed
my nose against his, then my lips against his mouth.  He recoiled only
slightly as I pressed my lips against his. His lips were so full and soft
to the gentle touch of my tongue. He recoiled again when I did that but he
didn't pull away. Instead, I was surprised when my tongue met his, and the
next instant we were entangled in a hard, passionate kiss.

When we parted, he heaved out hard breath.  "Fuck, man, I never kissed
another guy before."

"It won't be the last time," I assured him. "I just wanted to tell you,
Adam, that was some of the most incredible sex I've ever had."

"Wow.  Thanks.  Cause I figured you've had a ton of sex."

"You figure right. You were incredible.  Someone was watching for a little
bit, did you know that?"

"Yeah.  I didn't care," he said.  "He might've learned something."

He eased away from me then and I let him go. He picked up the towel and
wrapped it around his waist and said he was going to see what the others
were up to.  I stayed back to take care if the bed. I stripped off the
sheets and pillow cases and the mattress pad where the cum had soaked
through, and took them to the washer. A moment later, when I was pulling on
a pair of shorts, Alex came into the bedroom and asked what happened to the
bed.

"I soaked the sheets and mattress cover.  They're in the washer."

He laughed.  "I noticed Chocola had a big smile on his face.  He nailed
you, huh?"

"Did he ever!  I tell you, Alex, he is the best black man I've ever had,
and he's only fifteen.  The boy is a stud!"

"I think some more boys are going to be finding that out before the night's
over," he said.

"Jim got things stirred up, huh?"

"That's an understatement. It's not at the orgy stage yet but the
atmosphere in the den is charged with testosterone. Beats anything we've
ever had at our gatherings.  Come on, you gotta see it, and we need to get
in the middle of it."

I went with Alex to the den where we stood in the wide doorway.  I was
stunned at what I saw playing out. Conner (18) was slouched in one of the
big chairs with his legs draped over the arms, and Scott (16) was on his
hands and knees licking his ass. Justin (17) was behind Scott, fucking him.

Jim (20) was standing, bent over the arm of the couch with Danny (17)
plowing his ass. He glanced up and said, "Good; reinforcements."

Cole (16) was sprawled across the big footstool. Adam (15) was knelt behind
him, fucking him.  I was happy to see that Cole had come into his own; the
others, too, for that matter, in their own way.

Todd was in the other big chair, one leg slung over the arm with his other
leg laying over the shoulder of Cody who was sitting on the floor in front
of the chair.

"Do you believe this?" Alex said, squeezing my butt.

"Not if I wasn't seeing it," I said.

"I smell poppers," he said.  "They must have found my stash."

I looked around and sure enough there was a little brown bottle on the
floor beside the couch and another beside the stool where Cole was getting
fucked.  "I guess that explains some of it," I said.

"Do you wanta join in?"

"Is the pope Catholic?"

We moved into the room, over to Cody and Todd, who weren't doing anything,
just watching the others. Alex stood beside the chair with his leg pressed
against Todd's leg laying over the arm.  I stood on the other side of the
chair, closer to Cody.

"Looks like you two are the only ones not taken," Alex said.

"Yeah," was the only response.

I wasn't sure about them. I didn't know if they were being stand-offish,
too straight to get involved, or if they just hadn't found a place to move
into the action.  I wondered if one of them was the one who had said
earlier on that he didn't want to watch a fag movie. Neither of the boys
seemed to give a fuck about Alex and me being there.

For several minutes we all watched what was going on around us then Alex
dropped his hand to Todd's chest and began playing his nipples.  He didn't
show much reaction.  It was like he wasn't inviting it but he didn't care
of Alex did it. Pretty soon Alex reached down for the poppers.  He took a
couple of whiffs and handed the bottle to Todd.

"You wanta try some of this?" he asked, holding the bottle close to Todd's
nose.

Again, with little expression, he let Alex administer the poppers in one
nostril then the other.  Alex waited a moment then gave him another hit,
which he readily accepted. Alex handed the bottle to me before he moved in
front of the chair to his knees and took Todd's cock in his mouth. I
noticed that Todd made no move to stop him, but hunkered his loins up in
acceptance of Alex's mouth. Cody inched to the side to give Alex more room.

I don't like poppers--they give me a headache afterwards--but I considered
the occasion and decided, okay this time.  I took a couple of hits then
moved closer to Cody and handed him the open bottle. He took it and drew in
a couple of breaths and handed it back. I took it that Cody was following
Todd's lead; the stage was set.  But before I could get on my knees between
Cody's legs he took me totally by surprise and took hold of my cock through
my shorts. I started to shove my shorts down but he hooked his fingers in
the waistband to pull them down himself. He helped me step out of them then
took hold of my bare cock. I wasn't sure what to expect; whether he would
suck me or if he was just playing around.

Cody reached his hand up, waving his fingers like he wanted something.  I
realize he wanted the poppers.  Yess!  He wanted some courage from the
little brown bottle.  I grabbed it and handed it to him.  He uncapped it
and took a hard hit, waited a moment then took another one, then handed the
open bottle to me. I took the bottle, capped it and set it aside without
taking another hit myself.  I didn't need it; if this boy sucked my cock I
would be plenty high on that.

While he was in full buzz he twisted around and took my cock in his
mouth. I moved in front of him to give him better access. I had a good view
looking down at his cock getting hard.  After a few minutes I pulled my
cock free and went down on my knees and bent over to take his cock in my
mouth, and in the same motion I lay over on my back and brought him on top
of me in a sixty-nine.

His thick cock was working up a lot of spit from deep in my throat. I
caught it and used it for lube in his ass crack. He didn't seem to mind
till I touched his pucker, then he reached back and took hold of my hand.
I gripped his wrist like a vise and moved his hand to the side, toward his
hip. Then I went back to doing what I was doing.  Having gained the upper
hand, I got off his cock and said, "Just let me do it. It's not going to
hurt and it'll be the best cum of your life."

He nodded and mouthed Okay. Now I totally had the upper hand as well as his
trust. I massaged his pucker till he began to respond, sort of pushing back
and clenching his asshole against my fingertips.  With more spit I began
pushing against his hole till it parted and I shoved my finger through. He
winced a little but it was from surprise, not pain.  He didn't try to stop
me this time.  I gradually worked my finger in as far as it would
reach. His ass was hot and velvety inside and it, if not he, seemed to
appreciate the intrusion. I paused to let him get used to it.  When he
started moving around a little and squeezing his asshole I began moving my
fingers around inside him.

"Ohh, fuck," he whimpered, real low as if he didn't want the others to know
he liked a finger up his ass. I wanted them to know how great it felt so
they would l want to try it if they hadn't already, and I was determined to
force him to show them.  He gasped gain, louder, "Ohh, Fuck!" when I
touched his prostate. All the while I kept sucking his cock. I wanted it to
last but I also wanted to prove my point to the other boys.

I learned later that I needn't have bothered; Jim had already conducted his
class of Prostate 101.

I gave Cody the cum of his life. I wanted to take his load in my mouth, for
the taste and feeling the force of it, but I also wanted to see him cum,
then I could taste it afterwards. And I wanted him to see his load.  When
he indicated that he was close I disengaged from his cock and began
stroking it, aimed at my face. I was so excited over his cumming that I
unloaded seconds before he did. Next second he was unloading all over my
face and neck and chest. He white-washed me with thick ropes of the stuff
that clung like glue. Going off in his mouth must've rattled him because he
swallowed some of it before he fully realized what was happening.

"Fuck, man, I swallowed some," he grumbled, wiping his mouth with his hand
as he straightened and sat back on his haunches with his cock sticking out
over my face.  "Shit, man, did I do all of that?" he asked, looking down at
my cum-laden face and neck and chest.

"Told you it'd be the cum of your life," I said.

I wasn't sure when Alex got Todd off but there was the evidence on his
face.  Alex was lying down with his head on Cody's thigh.  I reached over
and scooped up the glob of cum off his chin and fed it to him.  He smacked
his lips and smiled and thanked me.

By now Jim and Danny were slouched together on the couch watching the porn
video that was still playing.  Or maybe it was a different video, I really
didn't know.

Conner was slouched in the big chair with his legs slung over Justin's
shoulders who was sitting on the floor in front of the chair. He had a
totally satisfied look on his handsome face; Scott must've done a good job
on him.  Scott was now on his hands and knees between Justin's legs,
sucking his cock, fresh out of his ass.

Cole was still sprawled across the big foot stool, limp, with Adam's cum
streaming out of his ass.

Adam (black, 15) was nowhere to be seen. Moments later he came in from the
kitchen with a bottle of beer.  He walked right up and handed it to Jim.

"When you used that instrument of torture on me you said my ass was so
clean you could drink beer out of it."

"Shit, dude, it was a figure of speech," Jim said, laughing.

"You copping out?" Adam accused.

"You really want this cold beer poured in your ass?" Jim said, as a
challenge.

"It'll warm up quick enough," Adam said.  He remained standing right in
front of him; the gauntlet had been thrown.

Jim didn't have much choice but to accept the challenge. He shrugged and
slid off the couch onto his knees.  He told Adam to get on his back, then
Jim brought his legs up and told Alex to hold him in position.  Alex bent
him in two so his butt was spread wide and sticking straight up in the air.
Jim spat in his butt and worked it through his hole with two fingers.  He
laughed when Adam winced.

"We gotta open the port," Jim told him. Now it was Adam's challenge so he
took it.

The rest of us moved closer to watch.  Jim shoved two fingers from each
hand through his hole and pulled the tight sphincter apart and held it
open.  The muscle contracted in a steady rhythm, trying to close
up. Several times Jim buried his face in the boy's ass and tongued
him. When he had him wide open he took the bottle of beer and plugged it
with his thumb to turn it upside down over Adam's ass then carefully shoved
the neck into his hole a couple of inches.  The beer made soft glugging
sounds as it drained into the boy's body.  When the bottle was empty Jim
shoved it in two or three more inches and twisted it around and fucked him
with it, till Adam stopped him.

"Hey, this is a beer fest, not a fuck fest," Adam said.

Laughing, Jim pulled the bottle out and told Alex to hold him for a couple
minutes till his asshole closed up.  Meanwhile, Jim stretched out on the
floor.

"He's closed up as much as he going to," Alex said.

"Okay, squeeze your ass tight and set on my face," Jim told him.

Adam got up and straddled Jim's head and went down on his haunches.  As he
settled his butt on his face, Jim told him to draw him one.  It was quite a
sight to behold.  We couldn't actually see the beer pouring out of Adam's
ass but we could see and hear Jim gulping it down as fast as he could.  It
took a couple of minutes and when he drained it all, Adam rotated his butt
around in circles on Jim's face.  Everyone applauded and whooped and
hollered. It must have been the damnedest thing any of them had ever seen.
It was for me, for that matter. I was a little jealous; I wished it'd been
me guzzling the warm beer from the boy's ass.

I thought things were winding down, that Alex would order everyone to bed,
till Justin spoke up.

"I wanta see Pete and Alex do each other; the two biggest studs in the
house," he said.

We were both taken by surprise.  Alex gave me a funny grin, like `Where the
fuck is this coming from,' but I could tell in his eyes that he was okay
with it.  We crawled toward each other and met on our knees in the middle
of the room, near the big foot stool.  Cole got off the stool and pushed it
a little ways out of the way. Alex and I embraced, hard, pressing our
bodies together all the way down to our knees while we engaged in an
equally hard, passionate kiss.  I felt his cock already getting hard.  Mine
would take a bit longer but Alex's tongue in my mouth and his solid, hairy
muscles sure as hell brought it to life.

I didn't know what route we would take, there wasn't a plan, but he more or
less took charge.  He pulled away from the kiss and began kissing my chest
and sucking on my nipples. As he worked his way down my stomach my cock
rose up to meet him.  The sheath began to draw back and the head swelled
out to shove it all the way back. I was oozing precum but Alex licked it
off before it dropped to the floor.  Then he took my cock in his mouth.  He
wasn't real good at deep throat but he was determined, I thought to impress
the boys. He pushed forward till he'd taken my cock to the hilt and his
face was smashed against my lower abs.  He thrashed his head around like a
wolf on a piece of meat.  I put my hands on his head and pulled his face
tighter against me.

"Fuck, I don't see how anybody does that," someone said.

Another boy said, "Sixty nine," and the others applauded.

Alex gave my cock a few deep throats then got off of it and straightened,
wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were watering.

"Pete on top," the same someone said.

Obediently, Alex stretched out on the floor and I straddled him, head to
feet.  I took his cock in my mouth all the way to his balls and began
sucking him.  I'm good at deep throat. He took mine and was slurping around
the head when someone else said, "All the way down.  Fuck his face."

I was getting a thrill performing for the teenagers and I thought Alex was
too. I drove my cock down into his throat till my balls were draped across
his face.  He heaved a couple of chokes but held onto my butt to keep me
from rising up.  After a moment I began fucking his throat. He took me
fine, making me wonder if he'd been practicing the art.  I really got into
it.  We were performing for the boys but it was more personal than that for
me. I loved Alex's man's-man body and sucking his big, fat cock. We must've
went at it for ten minutes or so when there was another command called out.

"Let's see you fuck him."

I took it that the command was meant for me.  Apparently, Alex did to, for
when I unstraddled him he drew his legs up.  Someone tossed out the lube. I
lubed up my cock then worked several fingers into Alex's ass to get him
stretched and ready. Alex drew his legs up tighter to his chest, offering
his spread butt for the taking.  I'd fucked Alex before so I knew he could
take me with little effort. He was like a bottomless pit and we'd fucked
enough that when I did hit bottom about eight or so inches in, he knew how
to shift his body so my cock went right on in. He loved my cock in deep and
I sure didn't mind putting it there. I set the head of my cock against his
hole and felt his asshole clenching anxiously.  I pushed through with
barely a wince on his part.  He had a nice big, solid butt with a hole to
match. It had a knack of spreading easily to accommodate my size.  He
moaned softly as I shoved all the way in and pressed my weight against him.

"Godd, I should be used to this by now," he said.

I began fucking him.  Again, more than ever, it became more personal than
the performance we were giving.  We were simply two men in the throes of
sex and if these teenaged boys happened to be enjoying watching us, all the
better.  We were attuned to each other and we knew just how to move, or not
to, in order to stave off a premature finish. In my peripheral vision I
could see the boys stroking their cocks. It wouldn't surprise me if it
didn't turn into an all-out orgy with Alex and me in the middle of it.

At some point someone picked up the lube and tossed it to Adam (15).
Nobody had to tell him what to do.  His face lit up like a Christmas tree
as he uncapped the lube and applied it to his huge cock. I was going to get
fucked at the same time I was fucking Alex.  I was worried that I wouldn't
be able to hold off with that kind of pleasure ganging up on me. I already
knew what the black teenager could do with that hunk of fuck-meat.

He positioned himself behind me and I felt the oversized, blunt head of his
cock pressing against my hole. It was a one-thrust entry, not hard but sure
and determined. He deftly slipped past the deep seated obstacle and right
on thru my second sphincter.  "Ohh, Jeezuss!" I gasped. I was so consumed
with lust that I felt no pain.  Even with his limited experience he sure
knew his way around a man's body, and I was proud to have contributed to
his education.

After a moment of deep, hard throbbing he gave me a few tentative strokes
then started fucking me.  I resumed fucking Alex.  Not being in total
control, it wasn't going to be easy to hold off.  It was awkward till we
found our groove and established a rhythm of sorts.  After a few minutes
Adam stopped and grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his cock. He
pushed me away then pulled me back and that was our rhythm.  It was a good
rhythm; I was more in control fucking myself on his cock.

It was a good show and I was thoroughly enjoying performing for them. I
shouldn't have been surprised when it became audience participation.
Pretty soon Todd (15) came over and stood astraddle Alex, facing me, with
his cock throbbing in my face. I opened my mouth to receive his hard inches
all the way to his balls and he immediately began fucking my face and deep
in my throat, his hands clasped around the back of my head.  Very nice; a
four-way.  But it wasn't to be for long.  Scott (16) came over and knelt
down with his knees on either side of Alex's head and his cock laying
across his face. Alex licked and suckled his balls till he rose up on his
haunches and pushed his cock down to plunge it into Alex's throat.  For a
bunch of recent virgins who had not yet mastered the art of deep throat
themselves, they were certainly big fans of it.

When I kept trying to see around Todd's hips he stood to the side so I
would have a better view and still suck his cock.

It was bare moments before the five-way became a six-way. I knew it was
going to happen when I saw Cole (16) lubing up his cock. But he didn't stop
there; he lubed up his own ass too. I wondered if he was going to try to
fuck Adam.  I hoped not; I was certain that would be a no-go.  He came up
behind Scott on his knees and fed his cock into his ass.  Judging from the
way Scott took him I thought it probably wasn't the first time he'd fucked
him.  Needless to say, I was in a state of pure bliss.

When Jim stood up stroking his cock I assumed he was going to complete the
human train by fucking Cole.  Instead he stretched out on his back with his
head up under Cole's butt and began eating his ass.  It surprised Cole too;
he obviously thought he was going to get fucked.

Jim was writhing around on the floor, rutting young Cole's ass like a calf
at its mother's udder.  When he happened to cock his knees up, his feet
planted wide apart, Conner (18) took that as a good sign; an invitation.
He got to his feet and knelt down between Jim's legs with the lube in hand
and proceeded to work three fingers into his ass. Stretched open and
moaning with pleasure, Jim hunkered his butt up to receive Conner's cock. I
wasn't sure how many constituted an orgy but I was certain this was
building into one.  I was very curious to see where Justin, Danny and Cody
would fit in. Surely not as part of the train; that would involve either
Conner or Adam getting fucked and I didn't think that would happen.  Still,
I'd gotten the impression that most if not all of the boys had learned to
use the wands, for whatever reason.

My curiosity was piqued when Danny (17) took Cody (15) by the hand and
pulled him to his feet.  He snatched up a bottle of poppers as he guided
him around to the end of the couch.  Cody looked like a lamb being led to
slaughter but he was allowing himself to be led. It was curious that he
obviously knew what Danny had in mind for him yet he went with him
anyway. That was confirmed when Danny started to bend him over the arm of
the couch.

"No, man, I can't," Cody said in a timid voice.

"Try this," Danny said, handing him the poppers.  I hoped Danny didn't try
to force him.

When Cody fumbled with the bottle Danny took it and administered the
poppers.  He took a quick snort himself--not enough to be very effective, I
thought--then he gave Cody another hit. This time Cody didn't offer any
resistance when Danny bent him over the arm of the couch.

"I won't hurt you," he cooed as he began lubing up the younger boy's
ass. Cody's face sort of lit up as he felt Danny's thick fingers probing
deep inside him. I was pretty sure Cody was about to lose his virginity and
it wouldn't be forced.  I wasn't going to let that happen anyway.

Danny pulled his fingers out of Cody's ass and used them as a chute to
guide his cock through his hole. It seemed like he barely noticed at first
that Danny had penetrated him, till he shoved in deeper then Cody's eyes
popped open and his mouth formed a big "OOO."

Danny shoved all the way in and clasped his hands on Cody's shoulders and
leaned over him.  "You okay, dude?"

Cody nodded, rather enthusiastically.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," Danny told him.

It was funny, Cody nodded but that quickly turned into shaking his
head. Danny smiled and began fucking him.

Justin was the lone holdout.  I wondered where he was going insert himself
(pun intended) into the action.  I was sure it would not be in Danny's ass.
As far as I knew, Danny had been a total straight top the whole time and I
didn't think that was going to change any time soon.

The room was filled with the soft, erotic noises of sex; moans and groans
and whimpering, along with the slap-slap-slap of flesh against flesh.  I
wondered if Justin (17) was going to join in.  He just sat in one of the
big chairs and watched and stroked his very impressive cock.

Suddenly he stood up and walked over behind the couch where Danny was
fucking Cody and reached down and picked up the poppers. He took a couple
of hits then slung his right leg over the back of the couch, half facing
Danny, and waved his hardon at him. Danny laughed, taking it as a
joke. Justin kept waving his cock at him.  "Come on, everybody else has
tried it," he said.

That was welcome news to me; I did not know that all of the other boys had
sampled cock.  And maybe they hadn't.  Maybe it was just a ruse Justin was
using to get Danny to suck his cock. He offered Danny the bottle of
poppers.  Danny didn't take it at first but then suddenly he did.

"Okay, what the hell, I'll give it a try," he said as he took several hits
of the poppers. He handed the bottle back to Justin and took hold of his
cock.  It wasn't a tentative grip.  He held it like he would hold a
football and stroked it several times.  Justin hunkered himself closer to
Danny's face.  When he still hesitated, Justin put his hand tightly around
the back of his head and Danny let him pull his face to his cock. Justin
rubbed the head of his cock across Danny's lips but he still didn't open
his mouth. His jaw was set. At one point he flicked his tongue out and I
could tell he got a taste of Justin's precum. I was sure it was an
instinctive move, but he didn't seem to mind the taste because he did it
again.  His jaws and his mouth seemed to relax. Justin took advantage of
that and gently pushed his cock through Danny's lips. That's when Danny
relented and took the initiative.  His face moved forward and he took about
half of Justin's cock in his mouth.

It wasn't merely a first sampling of cock.  He was letting Justin fuck his
mouth. Once he'd gotten the taste and the feel of man-meat he reciprocated,
actively sucking the other boy's cock.  I couldn't make out the words but I
could hear Justin whispering words of appreciation and encouragement.

I am unable to describe all of the action that took place over the next
hour or so. Suffice to say, it was something that not even I had
experienced before.  I could only imagine what was going through those
boys' minds.

Nor could I track the sequence of thrusting events that brought it to a
close, but there had to have been about a quart of cum deposited in asses
and mouths over a period of several minutes. It was like a chain reaction;
someone shot his load and that set off the next guy. I received a
protein-rich deposit from Todd but he stayed hard.  "You don't have to stop
sucking me, it still feels good," he said and kept fucking my mouth.  His
second load wasn't as much but it was so wonderfully fresh and sweet.

One by one the groaning, whimpering explosions brought the boys much needed
relief and they sprawled across the floor, I thought some in a mild state
of shock as they were likely trying to get their heads wrapped around
what'd happened.

When they saw I was ready to come, Conner told me to pull out and jack it
off.  "We wanta see you cum," he said. Apparently, word has spread about my
heavy loads. I worked it to a frenzy, right up to the edge then pulled out
and began jacking off.  It took about a dozen strokes before I began
spewing out long ropes of thick cum that shot up over Alex's head and
splattered on Jim's chest.  Another one overshot then I started
whitewashing Alex all over his face and chest and stomach.

"Holy shit!  I wish we had a video of that!" Danny exclaimed. I wondered if
Danny had taken Justin's load in his mouth.

Suddenly I realized that Alex hadn't come.  He was the only one of us who
hadn't.  "Shit, I'm sorry," I said and I was about to finish him with a
blowjob but young Adam (15) came to the rescue.

"I'll finish him off," he said.  "We can't leave our host high and dry."

So he took my place at Alex's still upturned ass. "Gonna fuck yo' tight,
white ass to oblivion, Massa," he drawled, "Mandingo gonna breed you a
black baby."

Alex just laughed. I was surprised Adam even knew of Mandingo.  Maybe he
had been called that. He got Alex off in grand style. I thought he did as
good a job as I had fucking Alex; maybe better.  But then he had the
equipment; barely an inch less than me.

Drained to exhaustion, the boys headed for the showers, leaving Alex and me
by ourselves.

"Do you believe what just happened?"  Alex said.  "Danny was right; we
should have videotaped it for posterity."

"I had no idea it would turn into an orgy," I said.

"What a difference four days make," Alex said.

How true that was, as we noticed how the boys paired off to go to bed. I
especially noticed that Danny and Justin paired off.

"I don't think they're finished," I said.

"Oh, to be a teenager again," he said.

"Hey, we do okay."






                                      Chaptr Nine

                        Middle of the Night; The Last Night

I came awake as someone was getting in bed with Alex and me. In the dim
light I could see it was Adam. I glanced at the clock; it was 1:30 a.m.  I
moved over to let him crawl between us. He didn't say anything; just
snuggled between us.  We both wrapped ourselves around him.

"You're cold," I said.

"I been outside."

"Doing what?" I asked.

"Just watching the moon and stars; feeling the cool night air on my skin."

I sensed that something was up with the boy. Finally, Alex spoke.

"You know your tight little black ass is always welcome in this bed, but
what's up?"

"Does something have to be up?"

"Don't have to be, but there is.  Something troubling you?"

"Not troubling; just.....well, couple of things, actually."

"Name one," Alex said.

"Well, Billie's taken a shine to me."

"That's understandable.  You're black and you've got the biggest cock
here," I said.

"Yeah, I know that's the reason but he.....he wants me to fuck him."

"He tell you that?"

"His brother told me."

"What's Danny think about it?"

"Well, Billie's been sort lost in the shuffle, you know, probably because
of what you said, guys are afraid to try anything with him. Danny wants
Billie to be happy and have a good time."

"Well, then......"

"Like you said, I've got the biggest cock here, and Billie's only twelve
years old. I'm afraid I might hurt him, real bad."

"It might hurt a little but nothing he can't handle if he wants it bad
enough," I said.

"So you think I oughta do it?"

"I think you ought to make Billie happy and show him a good time," I said.

He nodded thoughtfully; he was considering it.  "Okay, but I'd like for you
guys to be there; or one of you at least."

"That could happen," Alex said.

"Sure could; it'd be a privilege to be there and watch," I added.

"What was the other thing?" Alex asked.

"Well, the.....the beer bottle....."

"What about it?" Alex asked.

"It....it felt sort of good being shoved in my ass and the cold beer
pouring out."

"Nothing wrong with it feeling good," I said.

"I....I did it again....myself....up in the attic."

"Nothing wrong with that, either," Alex put in.

"Not just the neck, I.....I shoved almost the whole bottle in my ass.  It
made me cum."

"And you're afraid you might be gay," I said flatly.

"Well, it's a good possibility isn't it?  I mean, normal guys don't get off
by shoving beer bottles up their asses."

"No, some of them use dildos, cucumbers, hell, even live cocks," Alex said.
"And therein lies the problem. You've discovered what every other boy here
has already discovered and it scares you."

"Yeah, it does.  I don't wanta be gay but I wanta experience some of what
the other guys are."

"Just say it, Chocola; you wanta get fucked," Alex said.

"Alright, I....I wanta try it."

"No, say it," Alex insisted.

"I wanta get fucked."

"Okay, there are eight boys here, one or all of which who would be more
than willing to do it. So what's the problem?  A cock is a lot warmer than
a cold beer bottle."

"What about the two men?"

"You mean....us?" Alex asked.

"You're the only two men here," Adam said.

Alex hugged him closer.  "Okay, you need to first decide who you want to
get your cherry. See how you like it, then go from there."

"I was thinking about Billie.  Not because I'm chicken and he's the
smallest," he added quickly.  "Because he's taken such a shine to me, and I
like him, and he's sort of left out of things."

"Well, then, it seems like a fair trade; you let Billie fuck you then you
return the favor and you'll both be happy."

"Do you think Danny oughta be there?" Adam asked.

"Yeah.  Our bed will hold five of us," Alex said.







                                      Chapter Nine
              Day Five - (VERY EARLY Morning; The Last Morning)

As I found out the next morning it didn't turn out to be five of us. When
Adam finally consented and told Billie he would fuck him, Billie wanted it
to be just the two of them so Adam took him up to the attic and fucked him
one of the mattresses spread out there.








One by one, and in two's, the boys came into the kitchen the next morning,
groggy and sleepy-eyed.  I thought it was probably the smell of bacon that
brought them to life.  Breakfast was on the table except the drinks.  Alex
told the boys to get glasses and pour the milk and orange juice.

They seemed a little melancholy and quiet as we all sat down at the
table. Alex and I had to draw them out.  We learned in conversation that
there had been more sex in the early morning hours, so they had gotten
barely a couple of hours sleep. Alex told them how much he enjoyed having
them stay at his house, then went on with a serious admonition.

"I've said this before but I can't stress enough the importance of not
telling anyone about these four days and nights.  I mean absolutely NO one.
If word ever got out--even a hint--it could cause serious trouble, not just
for Pete and me, but also for Jim and Conner, because they are over
eighteen.  Even yourselves.  If somebody got wind of it, you would all
probably be called in to give statements and cause embarrassment to your
families."  He paused then asked, "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, sir," Danny said.  "Nobody's going to say anything."

"We all took an oath," Scott added as a reminder.

"Well, I hope you all enjoyed your stay and had some great experiences, and
maybe you can get together among yourselves sometime," Alex said in a more
mellow tone.

"We were wondering if we could maybe come out here sometime, all of us
together," Danny said.

Alex was hesitant.  "I'll have to think about that."

"Can we email you at least....you know, if we want to talk about stuff that
happened, and just to keep in touch with you and Pete?"  Conner asked.

"I don't see why not," he agreed, but then looked at me.

"Yes, I would like that," I said.  I was more than okay with it; I was
imagining getting together with these boys on a regular basis.  So we took
a moment to exchange email addresses.  And Alex had the foresight to make
sure that the boys all had secure email addresses and private access to
computers.  All but one had computers in their rooms. Someone quickly
offered to let him use his computer.

"I say before we get dressed we all jump in a pile and have an orgy," Adam
said.  They all agreed enthusiastically.

"Don't even go there," Alex roared.  "Get your tight little asses dressed.
I have to deliver you to the next field."

"I have a question," Jim said.  "How many of you were virgins the first day
here?"

Everyone waited for a show of hands.

Jim (20) didn't raise his hand, of course.

Neither did Conner (18).

Nor Justin (17).

Nor Adam (black, 15).

All the rest of the hands went up; Danny (17), Scott (16), Cole (16), Todd
(15) and Cody (15). I was surprised, but happy that they were virgins no
more, and even happier that I'd had the privilege of taking at least two of
those cherries.

Alex stood and shoved his chair back, bringing breakfast to a close. "Okay,
get dressed and gather up your stuff. You have to go to work. And before
you go, I want you all to check your personal belongings, your wallets and
make sure there's nothing missing."

The boys got up and began sorting through the pile of clothes on the couch
that I'd taken out of the dryer.

"Godd, I want just one more fuck so bad," Justin moaned as he was getting
dressed.

"Bend over," Adam said as he went up behind him with his cock in his hand.

Justin, who had been looking out the window, piped up, "Holy shit, do you
see what we're riding in?"

They all went to the windows to see Alex pulling his big black Hummer out
of the shed.  The polished black shone and the chrome trim was almost
blinding in the morning sun. There were rushed goodbyes as they grabbed
their lunches and rushed out the door.  Rushed, but after Jim started it,
each boy gave me a hug with a warm sentiment about his stay.

I told Jim, "When you get a chance, email me and tell me what all went on
here."  He laughed and said he would.

Cole thanked me more profusely and gave me a tight hug.  Adam, the little
shit, gave me a kiss squarely on the mouth.  I pulled him aside.

"Hey, did you and Billie...."

"Yes!" he said, his bright eyes sparkling.

"And he handled it all right?" I asked.

"Balls deep; every last inch," Adam replied.

I thanked him and smacked him on the butt as he was going out the
door. Billie was the last one out and he stopped beside me at the door. It
was obvious he wanted to say something.

"What?" I asked with a grin.

"Did Adam tell you?"

"Yes. And he seemed quite happy about it," I said.

"Not as happy as me," he said.  "I still can't believe I took his big black
horse cock. Godd, Pete, it was the most incredible thing that ever happened
to me."

After I watched them pile in and the big beast drove off, I stood in the
kitchen feeling suddenly down, but with a mix of great contentment and
satisfaction. I quickly snapped out of it; there was work to do. I wasn't
leaving the mess for Alex. I went upstairs and stripped the beds and
gathered up all the towels. I did the same in Alex's room and took
everything to the laundry room. There were going to be several loads of
wash.

I cleaned up the kitchen then took the leaves out of the table and put them
and the chairs back in the storage room.

I found some Fabreeze spray and sprayed the couch in the living room then
fumigated the den.  I checked for telltale spots on the furniture but found
none; the boys had been thoughtful enough to use the big towels which I
gathered up. I didn`t notice the spots on the carpet till I felt the
dampness of boy semen underfoot.  I found some spot cleaner and did my best
to rub out the spots. While I was doing that I noticed streaks down the
side of couch; obviously where Danny had fucked Jim's load out of him. I
managed to clean it off. I straightened the furniture and put the videos
back then went to kitchen and sat down with a cup of coffee.

Alex returned and we had coffee together and talked about what'd transpired
over the last four days.  We agreed it was pretty damned unbelievable.  As
I was about to leave Alex handed me some money.  Spread out in his hand I
could see it was a bunch of fifties, maybe five hundred dollars.

"What's this for?"

"For helping out."

"I'm not taking your money, Hell, I should be paying you."

"I know you don't want it and you don't need it, but it'll be something to
show for taking you away from home for all this time. Give it to charity if
you want, but take it."

He had a point and I accepted the money.

"I was going to tell the boys that you are a famous writer but I forgot
it," he said.

"That would've been a stretch anyway."

"I'll tell them when they email me, and give them the sites where your
stories are posted."

"You're going let them email you first?" I asked.

"Yes, I don't want it to look like I'm pursuing them."

"Do you think we might all get together again sometime?" I asked.

He was shaking his head.  "I don't know, I think it'd be risky, and hard to
explain.  Maybe one or two at a time would be a possibility," he said.

I laughed, shaking my head.  "It's going to take some time for me to get my
head wrapped around this."

"I hope you write about it," Alex said.

"I'm going to try.  I scribbled some notes when I had spare moments."  It
was time to go.  Alex thanked me again for helping out and for cleaning up.

Driving home I started the process of getting my head wrapped around the
events of the past four days and nights.  I would have to do that, and
hopefully hear from Jim, before I could begin writing.

I did hear from Jim, as evidenced by his brief accounts contained in this
write-up.

I did not do so when the boys were leaving but as they email me--if they
do--I may ask them to write up their experiences that I can include in my
story.  Even if I don't get their personal stories, if I get enough
responses I may do another write up of some of their emails.

We never had another "gathering" of young detasselers. There would likely
be some of the same boys in the crews but there would also be new boys and
Alex thought the risk would be too high. Although we never saw each other,
happily, Adam was one of the boys who kept in touch with me. I got the
feeling I was special to him; and he was most certainly special to me. Then
out of the blue he invited me to visit him at college. I was surprised and
happy and I went.

I located his dorm and asked about a guy named Adam and got immediate
directions to his room up on the second floor. I knocked and a voice told
me to come in; a very deep, mature voice.  I wasn't sure it was Adam till I
opened the door and there he was with a towel around his waist, drying his
head with another towel.

"Pete!" he greeted me excitedly.

"Damn, look at you," I said, my eyes raking up and down his muscular body.

He took my hand that I extended but pulled me into a tight hug. The feel of
his hard, smooth muscles and the bulge beneath the towel sent tremors down
my spine.  He parted, still with hands on my shoulders, then he stepped
back.

"You don't mind if I get dressed," he said.  "Then we'll go get something
to eat."

"Matter of fact I do mind," I said.

"Oh.  Really," he said smiling.  "Well, in that case......."  He walked
over and locked his door.

As he turned back he took off his towel and my eyes fixed on his
magnificent cock swing gently out from his pubes.

"You've picked up some very impressive weight," I said.

"Where are you staying?" he asked.

"I have a room at a motel just off campus," I said.

"Cancel it," he said, handing me his phone.

I looked around, noting that it was a single room with only one bunk.

"There's only one bunk," I said.

"Is that a problem?" he asked, jokingly.  "We may have to sleep stacked but
I don't mind if you don't."

				  The End