Date: Sat, 13 Jul 2019 11:03:03 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys Part 172

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 172

With both Blake and `Marvin' away in California, it really did seem like a
ghost town around here at times.  It was mainly the absence of Blake that
was noticed the most.  Everyone looked fresher and well rested.  Just
joking...mostly.  A couple days later, Colin and I got a Skype call from
`Marvin'.  "I got the flash drive back," he announced.

"Great.  That was close," Colin laughed.  "Did you watch it?"

"Well, someone did," he said looking to his left.

"Hi Dads!"  Blake said as he appeared in the screen.  "You were cute when
you were my age, huh?"

"He's still cute now," I said leaning over to kiss Colin.

"Gross," Blake said shaking his head.

"Where are you guys?"  I asked as it didn't look like Colin's room.

"We're at `Marvin's' apartment," Blake announced.  "He has some pretty cool
stuff.  Is it okay if I sleep here tonight?"

"It's fine by me, but make sure you get Grandma and Grandpa's permission.
They need to know where you are," Colin replied.

"I already let them know, Colin," `Marvin' said chiming in.  "They said it
was fine by them if you were okay with it.  We both have the same call
times in the morning so he won't be alone here at all."

"I saw your old boyfriend on the video.  He was pretty cute too," Blake
said grinning.  "I liked the faces you made when you had sex with him.  How
come you bossed `Marvin' around so much.  Wasn't he your friend back then?"

"Sure.  It was just a game we played.  But you shouldn't have watched that
drive, Blake.  It's private."

"It was fun though.  I saw you doing tons of stuff.  Guess you can't be
hypnotical any more though, huh.  I think I'm gonna be allowed to have sex
with anyone when I get home."

"Nice try buddy.  But the rules are still the same, and the word is
hypocritical," Colin replied looking at him.

"Can't blame me for trying.  Oh, by the way, I made `Marvin' a deal like
your game.  He's gonna have sex with me tonight, or I'm gonna put the video
on the internet."

"Don't worry," `Marvin' interjected.  "I have the drive in my possession
and it's safe, and I've checked his computer to make sure he didn't copy
it."

"But I might have a copy," Blake grinned looking at `Marvin' with those big
puppy dog eyes of his.

"He doesn't," `Marvin' assured us.  "Blake go get us something to drink
will ya?"

 "Later guys!"  Blake said as he ran off and `Marvin' moved the laptop so
we could see that he was gone.

`Marvin' lowered his voice.  "He definitely watched all the video you took,
and he heard the game of master/slave, but I know he doesn't have anything
copied as I walked in on him watching it."

"Good.  That was close."

"I didn't realize just how much footage you had of us, and I forgot Dylan
was with us some of the time."

"What else is on that drive?"  Colin asked with just a small grin.

"Ummm, a lot.  There's some of you and Mason when he came down to visit.
You were what, 15 or 16 then?"

"Something like that."

"There's even video of that night we had at your 16th birthday when we got
back from the party.  The girls are in it."

"Shit, I forgot I had the camera running for that.  We should delete all
that stuff.  It may have been cool back then, but we were all just kids.
Dylan loved to tape us."

"I dunno...you were pretty cute.  I have to agree with Blake on that one.
Talk about bringing back old memories.  I forgot about that big dick of
his."

"Tel you what, Dropbox the files to me and then format that drive and make
sure it's erased."

"Will do.  But I might have to watch some of it myself," he grinned.  "Good
be some good spank bank material for a few weeks."

Blake returned with drinks, except now he was completely naked.  "Blake,
where are your clothes?"  I asked with more than a curious shake of my
head.

"I took `em off.  Me and `Marvin' are gonna do some of the sex stuff on
your porn video.  I might as well get as good as you Colin.  Okay, we gotta
go, lots of hours of video to watch!  Love ya!"  He grinned as he leaned in
almost to kiss the screen and then shut it off.

"Great!  Now Blake is gonna end up as big a slut as you were, because he's
seen you do it," I said shaking my head pretending to be upset.  "Our poor
innocent little boy completely corrupted, and I worked so hard to keep him
innocent for as long as possible."

"We're still talking about Blake, right?" Colin laughed.  "That boy is
definitely not innocent."

"Worse, now he's gonna use `Marvin' as his own personal sex toy."

"I doubt `Marvin' will let him watch any more of it, but you and I can when
he sends the files," Colin teased.

"Nice!  So, I get to see 14 year old you and your first boyfriend in
action.  This should be hot.  I'll make popcorn and get the lube warmed up.
Should we invite everyone else over too?  Everyone loves good homo movies."

"You mean home movies?"  He laughed.  "I honestly thought that drive had
been deleted.  In one sense it's cool to still have it, on the other hand
it might not be good to let you see all the people I played with."

"Why not?  Is Dylan hotter than me?"

"No, not even close.  I taught him about sex and he took to it like a wild
animal.  He screwed everyone and anyone.  His first conquests were the
entire water polo and diving teams, as well as the coach.  After that he'd
wander into an orgy matter how old or young the guys were.  He dragged me
to so many sex things I may have lost count.  He was the one who started a
sex club with me."

"The `Q'?"  I asked grinning.

"No, before we knew about the `Q'.  Carter already had that going when I
got into sex.  We started our own club for kids our age."

I laughed.  "So, the original version of the Junior `Q'."

"Something like that.  It was about 12 of us at first and then it built
slowly, but once we grew up thing kinda stopped, as they do when you're
kids and find other interests."

"What happened to Dylan?"

"We broke up.  I think we just ended up wanting different things.  He
eventually moved away and continued to screw his way across America.  Well,
not really.  He moved to DC."

"He could be the most unique lobbyist they've ever had there if he was
smart."

"Isn't that the truth," Colin laughed.

Blake contacted us regularly to keep us filled in on what was going on.
Mostly it was just about what they'd filmed or where he'd been, plus who he
was meeting on set.  "I already made friends with the two guys in my
trailer, Michael & Thomas.  Michael's on a TV show called Fuller House.
I've never heard of it, but he says it's really popular with old people, so
you guys probably know it.  Thomas is on a show called Game Shakers.  That
one I've seen.  He's teaching me the Floss Dance as he's super good at it."

"The Floss Dance?"  Colin asked.

"It's a new dance kids are doing.  You guys wouldn't be able to do it as
you have to wiggle your hips a lot and old people usually have brittle
hips."

"Just how old do you think we are?"  I joked.

"Like 150...in dog years?"  Blake giggled.  "I think we're getting along
now.  At first they didn't let me hang out with them."

"How come?"

"I kinda busted in on them watching porn and masturbating."

"Probably scared the crap out of them."

"Probably.  They had our trailer door locked, but I used my key and went
in.  They didn't hear me, and jumped a mile and put their dicks back in
their underwear so I never got to see at first.  They told me to leave
`cause I wasn't old enough to watch porn."

"Technically you're not," I reminded him.  He just rolled his eyes and
stared at me as if I were an idiot.

"I told them I'd seen tons of porn and had lots of sex too.  They said I
was bullshitting.  I told them I wasn't and that I'd had sex with lots of
people already.  They both said there's no way that was true, so I told
them that I've had both a girlfriend and a boyfriend.  I'm pretty sure at
first they thought I was just some kid making up stories."

"At first?"

"I convinced them that I wasn't lying."

"How?"

"I'm getting to it," he grinned.  "They asked if that meant I was gay, but
I told them I didn't think that way.  I just had sex with people I liked.
Again, they called me a liar and that they doubted I'd even started
puberty.  I could see how big their penises were `cause they were only in
their underwear and had boners, which were pretty obvious so I told them I
had a bigger dick than they did and that I wanted to join in."

"Did they let you?" Colin asked.

"No jumping ahead, Dad," Blake grinned.  "They said there was no way I was
bigger, so I showed them," he giggled.  "They agreed I had a big one for a
guy my age, but that they'd get into trouble if they let me join in."

"You've probably traumatised them," Colin laughed.

"Nah.  I had to prove I was as cool as they are.  They didn't let me join
them though, which sucked.  They got dressed and we went out to do other
stuff.  I guess they're not as woke as me yet.  Next time I'm gonna be the
one watching porn when they bust in.  Then they'll see I know what I'm
doing."

"Well try not to focus on that.  Enjoy the experience of being in a movie
will you?"  Colin suggested, probably falling on deaf ears.

"I am.  Thomas asked if I'd like to hang out with him this weekend.  We
have to work on Saturday, but he's gonna sleepover after work and we'll
hang out on Sunday.  He's pretty cool."

"Have fun, but remember Blake, you're way more sexual than most boys your
age.  Don't be in to big a hurry to do something with an older boy."

"You mean like basketball or surfing?"  Blake joked.  "I know Dad.  I won't
try to put my penis in him until he's ready, or asleep."  He giggled and
rolled his eyes.  "JK".  The conversation moved from his new friends to his
movie shoot where he was just as excited to tell us that he got to run the
camera for a bit and was learning tons of stuff about making a movie, not
just acting.  He said he found it boring at times `cause they made them do
things over and over again.  Way more than they did for the TV show.  He
called the director a perfectionist and a bit annoying sometimes.  He said
he had to keep washing his face as soon as they were done, as the makeup
was giving him zits, but they hid them pretty well.  "I should go," he said
after we'd been talking for a while.  "I have to get some sleep before work
tomorrow.  It's my big romantic scene."

"Romantic scene?"  Colin asked.

"Well, I'm supposed to tell a girl I like her.  That's their definition of
a romantic scene for my character.  Not like take her to bed and bone her
or anything.  I don't even get to kiss her.  I like the action scenes
better though."

"Well have fun.  Goodnight buddy.  We miss you around here," I said.  We
hung up.

"Something tells me that by the time they finish shooting that movie, he'll
not want to come home," Colin said.

"I guess at some point we'll have to be ready for that, especially if he
actually wants to do that as a career," I admitted.  "Not that I'd like
that at all.  I'm not ready for him to move away just yet."

"Me either, but he is growing up."

"Maybe too quickly.  I love the fact he called out older boys about sex.
That's hilarious," I remarked with a grin.

"I figured you'd like that."

 The next Skype call from Blake was after the weekend, he was grinning from
ear to ear.

"What's with the cheesy grin?  You get laid?"  I asked trying to embarrass
him, which is hardly a thing Blake cares about.

"Like I'd tell you," he replied grinning even wider.  "That's kinda
personal don'tcha think?"

"Okay, who are you and what did you do with Blake...the guy who tells me
about all the sex he has whether I want to know or not."

"It's my new innocent phase," he said sticking his tongue out slightly.

"If you're so innocent, how come your Skyping naked?" Colin inquired.

"Just got out of the shower.  Plus, I'm innocent, not a prude, Dad!"

"So tell me about the fun you had that's got you all smiles," I pursued.

"I had a sleepover on Saturday with Thomas.  We were on location again and
the day was super long.  I think like 16 hours, so when me and Thomas got
back to the house, we had pizza and watched a movie.  We were so exhausted
and crashed out in the bed in our underwear and talked about the day.  All
the things we'd had to do was super tiring, but I got to do some of my own
stunts.  Nothing dangerous or anything; they have this older guy who they
dress up to look like me, and he does all the really tough stuff.  I wanted
to jump off a roof and land in an airbag, but they wouldn't let me.  They
said it was against the insurance rules, but I got to do some skateboard
tricks, which was cool."

"Sounds like you're enjoying yourself anyway," I remarked.

"I'll say.  I like acting.  I think it's gonna be my jam."

"Great.  I like jam," I said trying to sound like most unaware parents.  He
just rolled his eyes again. That move was beginning to become a permanent
part of his responses to us.

"Anyway, we were talking about all the exciting things we had done all day,
but were pretty much falling asleep `cause we were so tired.  Then Thomas
reached over and grabbed my hand and put it on his underwear.  He had a
boner."

"Lucky you," Colin laughed.

"I know, right, cause he's pretty cute and stuff.  But he likes girls."

"Obviously," I nodded sarcastically.

"He said he'd thought about what I'd said about wanting to watch porn with
them, and asked about how much I knew about sex."

"And you said you knew nothing and went to sleep?"  I joked.

"Does that sound like me?"  Blake grinned.  "He asked if I'd be interested
in learning how to be sexy to get more roles in the future."

"And of course you agreed," I laughed.

"I pretended to be a little shy, so he wouldn't freak out or anything.
Kyle told me that if you just jump on them, you sometimes scare them off,
so I told him I wanted to get lots of roles.  He told me about his first
audition and how he got the part.  The whole time he let me keep my hand on
his underwear.  I think he was hornier than me, `cause I could feel his
penis jumping."

"Let me guess.  The whole time you were thinking about how to get naked
with him and have sex?"  I laughed.

"Hey!  Who's telling this story, Justin?"  He asked smiling and giving me a
playful frown.

"Go on."

"He then put my hand inside his underwear.  He has a really nice penis, but
he doesn't shave his hairs or anything.  He said he was still surprised
that I had a bigger one than him, and suggested we both get naked," he said
with another big cheesy grin.  "He pushed the covers back so we could see
each other, even though the room was pretty dark.  Then he told me all
about how he got his first role in acting.  I almost didn't make it through
the whole story, and I kept pretending I didn't know a ton about sex, so he
kept telling me more about how to get the best roles."

"Putting those acting skills to good use, huh?"

"I'll say.  He said that on his first audition, he was pretty nervous when
he read for the part, but when he got called back for a second time, he was
more relaxed.  He told me the director showed him around the studio and
then they went back to his trailer to read more lines."

Colin looked at me and I looked back.  I'd heard of things like this in
some online gossip shit, but I was still interested in how people really
got started, or maybe I just like a good sex story.  This one better have
lots of action, detail and plot twists...oh and a climax.  A good climax
always makes the ending better...or as we in the `biz' call it...a happy
ending.

"He asked him to take off his shirt and pants so he could see what he
looked like in his underwear, as the role might have him in a bathing suit
at some point.  I asked him if he was scared, but he said his agent had
already told him that the sexier he was, the more likely he'd be to get
better roles.  He said he's done it lots since then, and always gets the
part he's trying for.  I think I'd be a super big star right?  I mean who's
sexier than me?"  He giggled.

"Or more humble," I added.  He just rolled his eyes.  That really seemed to
be his new signature trademark.  "Then the director told him he looked
great, and asked if he could see if he had tans lines that they might need
makeup for.  He said they were on the couch and the director got down in
front of him and pulled his underwear off and checked him out.  After that,
he did some other stuff and got the role just like that," he said with a
giant smile.

"Other stuff?"  Colin asked suspiciously.

"Thomas said that the director told him that they had to know how big his
penis was in case he got an erection on set.  They'd be able to tape it
down to stop it showing, so he played with it to see.  The director offered
to give him a blowjob so he didn't have to leave with an erection.  He told
me that he liked it as it was his very first one and he got the role for
being so cooperative and following directions well."

"Holy shit!"  I exclaimed.  "How old was he for his first role?"

"12," Blake replied.  "So see, I'm not too young to know this stuff.
Thomas did say that for other roles later on he had to take a tongue in his
ass and get fucked.  He didn't like that as much as it hurt, but he did it
anyway.  He asked if I'd ever had to give up my ass for a part.  I told him
I hadn't, but I would if I had to," he grinned.  "He said that the sexier
you are, the better you do, and to flaunt it if you've got it."

"Something tells me that by this point in his story, you were dying to have
sex with him?"

"Hey, no jumping ahead!  He said he could show me stuff if I wanted.  I
didn't tell him I'm already way hotter and probably know tons more than
him," he giggled.

"You really gotta come out of your shell, Blake," Colin laughed.  "This shy
thing just won't work."

"Ha!  I know that was sarcasm, right?"  Blake said snapping his fingers.
"And you said I never get that.  But he showed me some tricks that would
help with other auditions.  Like how to make sure my hair is sexy, and to
wear tighter clothes for the first reading and stuff.  Then if they ever
ask you to take clothes off so they can see your body, to just do it
without hesitating as it shows you're willing to follow instructions.  I
asked him how far you should go, and he said to never take your underwear
off until at least the final call back."

"And who told him all this stuff?"  Colin asked.

"His agent.  He said sex sells."

"And this is where you said no and went to sleep?  Or were you you?"

"I'm getting there.  Chill perv!"  He said smiling.  "Yeah he had sex with
me.  Showed me blowjobs and then fucked me.  He's not really good at it or
anything, but it was like a wicked sleepover anyway.  So, guess what?  Now
I know how to be sexy!  I told him he must have done the fucking right as
it didn't hurt at all.  I think he appreciated that, and even complimented
me at how well I did, which was pretty obvious as he came in my butt the
first time, and my mouth the second time."

"Well, you've had a little practice."

"Just a bit," Blake replied smiling.  "But I didn't tell him that.  He
thinks he taught me everything I know.  That'll be good for our next
sleepover.  I really like him.  It's too bad he's straight though, as he'd
never want to be a boyfriend or anything.  Plus he lives in California, so
that would suck."

"Yeah, he sounds way too straight for you to date," I said trying not to
crack a smile.  "It sounds like you had a fun night though.  Anything else
happen?"

"Not really.  We woke up and took a shower together, but no sex stuff.  He
asked me to keep what he'd taught me between him and me as he didn't want
everyone to know the secrets, or it would make it tougher to get roles if
every guy just gave it up all the time.  He said that sometimes he starts
things by asking the guys if he needs a better tan for the role, or if he
should get rid of tan lines, and then showing them by lifting his shirt and
lowering part of his pants.  He said you know pretty quickly if a guy is
interested."

"I don't think you need help in that area, and maybe that's the wrong
advice to be taking.  You should be getting acting roles based on your
abilities, not on whether you put out or not.  I think you're smart enough
to know that, right?"  Colin told him.

"Sure.  Don't worry Dads, I won't let people have sex with me that I don't
like.  I let Thomas tell me his story `cause I was hoping he'd have sex
with me and he did.  I asked if Michael knew this stuff and he said he did
for sure.  Michael is a few months older than Thomas, so I think he's maybe
had even more experiences.  I'm gonna try and find out."

"You're a little cock tease, you know that?"  I said shaking my head.

"HEY!  Who you callin' little?"  He said as he stood up and waved his boner
at me.

"Put that away before someone comes in and tries to smack it with a bat
thinking it's a snake.  Where are you anyway?"

"In my trailer.  Well the trailer I share with Thomas and Michael.  They're
filming right now and I don't have a call for a couple hours so I'm
supposed to be napping.  Like I'm some little kid who needs a nap.  Then I
do my scene and all us kids have that school crap."

"Well have fun, but please try not to get into trouble.  You're sexy enough
with your clothes on.  You don't need to be taking them off to prove you're
incredible," I warned.

"Nah.  I'm just goofin' around, but I have to take my clothes off to have
sex, duh!  Plus it'll be fun to fool around with the guys when we're bored
and not on set, and if they think I'm more mature, they'll hang out with me
more."

"How's `Marvin'?  Is he sick of you yet?"

"Ha ha!  No.  He's taking me to lots of places and teaching me to surf and
kite board.  His new friend Ezra sure is hairy though.  He has tons on his
chest and he has a beard.  I think he had to grow it for the part in the
movie.  I didn't have to though, cause my character isn't hairy at all."

"Good thing as I'm pretty sure you couldn't grow hair if you wanted to," I
laughed.

"I could.  Maybe just on my face though," he said leaning in to the camera
and rubbing his chin.  Yeah, no.  We're nowhere near needing to shave yet.
If he's anything like me, he might not be doing it until he's 18 and even
then, it's only once every few days.  I just nodded and agreed with him.
"We're gonna rent jet skis on our next day off, so I'll probably be pretty
good when you see me next time."

"Sounds fun.  Are grandma and grandpa taking you places as well?"

"Sure.  Dinners and stuff.  They were gonna take me to Disneyland, but I'd
already been there, so they showed me the Hollywood museum.  It was pretty
cool as they had lots of stuff there from old movies. They even had a
dungeon of doom, which was cool.  Michael said I should go see the Museum
of Death, but on one of our days off we're probably gonna go to another
theme park like Six Flags or Knotts Berry.  Those should be wicked fun.  We
have to take bodyguards with us for those though, as we're celebrities and
we might get too many people trying to rip our clothes off."

"And you'd not want that?  I AM surprised."

"It could be fun, but then I'd have to go home naked," he giggled. "I'll
probably be done work by 8, so I'll call you guys from `Marvin's' house.  I
should go have my nap," he said almost sarcastically.

"I think so.  But alone..."

"Funny.  I was gonna see if the director was available," he teased. "Love
ya!"

"Love you too, buddy," we replied as he signed off.  He was still the same
Blake.  I almost feel sorry for his new friends, they have no idea what
he's capable of.  They're probably gonna need therapy.

"I wonder if that was a true story that Thomas told Blake or if he just
made it up to have sex with him?"  Colin said looking at me.

"No idea, but I don't think Blake cared about the story as much as having
his new friend in bed with him.  As long as he doesn't think that's how you
get ahead in Hollywood, it should be fine."

"You know we'll have to talk to him about it when he gets home though,
right?  He has to know that giving up sex is not the way to get what you
want."

"I agree.  Now I was thinking you could make me dinner.  I'll let you fuck
me and suck my penis if you do, but if you don't..." I joked as I stood up,
pulled off my shirt and wiggled my ass at him as I slowly lowered my pants.

"Great, now I've lost my appetite," he said pretending to throw up before
reaching to grab me.  We fooled around for a bit, and I got my dinner out
of it.  Sex sells baby!

A few days later, it was really nice out, so I decided to go get some fresh
air and walked to the park adjacent to the mall.  Yes, I actually walked
there, even though it was more than a kilometer away. I'm working on that
whole being more healthy thing.  Sex four times a day doesn't constitute a
complete workout...or so I'm told.  I figured since it was close to lunch
time by the time I got there, I'd grab a burger and fries at the food court
and eat it on the park bench.  If ducks show up and I start feeding them,
I'm throwing in the towel and considering myself to be officially too old
to function.  You have to take advantage of nice days when you can around
here as it rains pretty regular from November to April.  At least it
doesn't snow!!

I had just sat down when a small kid, maybe 9 or 10 years old sat right
next to me.  Any closer and he'd have been on my lap.  I turned to look at
him and he glanced up and smiled.  "Hi!"

"Uhh, hi," I said smiling back and quickly looking around to see who he was
with.  "And who are you?"

"I'm Mac.  Well, Macintosh is my real name, but I hate it so everyone calls
me Mac."

"Nice to meet you Mac.  I'm Justin."

"Could I have some of your hamburger, please?"  He asked politely.  I
couldn't help but grin as he stared at it almost as if he were drooling
over it.  Kids and hamburgers.

"You're hungry I'm guessing?"

"Starving," he said looking up at me with big blue eyes.  It was like I had
a puppy next to me, and you know how hard to resist they are.  I reached
into my pocket and handed him ten bucks.

"How about you go buy whatever you want so you're not as hungry," I
suggested as I handed it to him.

"Wow!!  Thanks!"  He said excitedly as he took the money and raced off
towards the mall.  I hoped that some parent wouldn't stomp back and scream
at me for giving her kid money for food he wasn't allowed to have.  It's
okay, I have Sam our lawyer on speed dial.  I was part way through my food
and taking a sip of my Sprite when Mac reappeared with an arm full of food
and sat back right next to me.

"That's a lot of food," I grinned as I once again looked around for a
parent, sibling or keeper of some sort, but he appeared to be here by
himself.

"I'm super hungry so I bought lots."

"I can see that," I grinned as he shoveled it into his face like a
front-end loader.  We ate pretty much in silence until we were done.
Except for his extra large drink, he finished almost at the same time I
did.  I got up to throw all my garbage away, and he jumped up at the same
time to copy me, except for his drink which he left on the bench before
collecting it, holding on with both hands.  "It was nice to meet you Mac.
Hope you're not as hungry now."

"No, I'm good now thanks," he said giving a little burp as if to prove it.

I gave a little laugh.  "Nice one."  He just beamed at me.  "Well, I should
go.  Are your parents in the mall somewhere?"

"No.  I'm just hanging out."

"Well, have fun.  It was nice to meet you Mac."

"It's nice meeting you too, Justin," he replied.  I turned and headed
towards the park bathroom.  I needed to take a leak and wash my hands,
probably in that order, as I don't mind my penis smelling like hamburger
and fries.  I was half way there when I saw Mac following me from a short
distance.  I just grinned to myself and ignored it as I headed in to a
urinal.  Five seconds later, the kid stepped up right beside me.  He really
needs someone to teach him urinal etiquette.  Always pick the one farthest
away unless you have no choice.  I looked at him and he just looked back
and grinned.  "I had to go too!"  he said as he unfastened his pants and
shoved everything to his knees.  I quickly looked away and prayed no bikers
would come in right now and think I was the one who stood next to the kid,
instead of the other way around.  I took my own dick out to pee and noticed
from my peripheral vision, that he was watching me.  I chose to ignore him
as we both relieved ourselves.  Not the time for a conversation.

"You have a big penis, Justin.  It's like my brothers."  Well apparently
it's not the time for ME to have a conversation, but Mac has no such
reservations.

"Thanks, but this might not be the best place to mention that," I said
trying to impart a life lesson on the young guy.

He wasn't having it.  "Mine isn't adult size yet.  Everett said it'll grow
when I hit pugerty.  That's my big brother."

"He'd be right," I said wishing I could pee faster.  It appeared that Mac
was finished but in no hurry to pull his pants up, and I was praying to the
bathroom gods that no one would enter.  I jumped about six feet in the air
when Mac moved closer and lifted his hand as if he were about to grab my
dick.  "Dude!  That's not something you should do with a stranger," I said
as I moved away and put it away almost before I'd finished shaking
properly.

"Sorry.  My brother said boys like it when you play with their penises."

"He's right about that too, but there's such a thing as age appropriate and
only with friends," I said as I quickly fastened my pants.  He got
redressed and followed me over to the sink, where I noticed he'd left his
drink.  If he finishes all of it, he'll be back in here in 10 minutes.

"We're friends," he said casually as we turned on the taps.

"We're strangers," I said directly.

"Nuh uh!  I already know your name.  You're Justin and we ate together.  So
we're kinda friends."

That's his criteria for not being strangers?  I mean technically he's
correct, but in the kid/adult world, I think there's probably more to it.
I know kids go up to other kids and say `Hi, I'm Mac.  Wanna be friends?'
and they are, but in the adult world it's much more complicated.  I dried
my hands and left the bathroom, almost happy to be out of there in case he
tried anything else.  I think I may have groaned slightly when he ran up
beside me holding his drink in both hands again.

"Where are we going?"  He asked.

I laughed as I was just heading home, but chose not to tell him that.  "WE
aren't going anywhere.  I was planning on checking out the mall.  Where are
you supposed to be?"

"I'm good here," he replied indicating that he was sticking with me.  I
knew it.  He's a pigeon.  You feed them and they follow you everywhere
hoping for more.  I sat down on a nearby bench and he once again sat right
next to me and put his drink beside him as he looked up.

"So, what's your story, Mac?  Not a lot of kids your age are running around
the mall by themselves."

"Oh, I'm not by myself.  Everett is here...my big brother," he said
reminding me.

"And how old is Everett?"

"He's 13.  I'm 9 in case you were wondering."

"So, if he's here, where is he?  Does he know you're talking to strangers
in the park and staring at their penises in the bathroom?  Isn't he
supposed to be looking after you?"  I asked bluntly.

"He is.  I'm not allowed to leave the mall or the park without him or
anything.  He says that's how kids get kidnapped."

"Again, he's right, but following someone into a bathroom to try and grab
their penises is equally as dangerous," I told him.

"Why?"

"You should ask your brother about that.  It's probably not my place to
explain it, but it's just not something you do at your age."

He nodded.  "I guess you have to be 13, like my brother, huh?  He has hair
on his penis and it gets pretty big when you play with it."

"That they do.  Especially when you're a teenager.  So where is he?  Should
we go find him and let him know you're not lost?"

"I'm not lost.  I know where I am," he replied making total sense. "He's
working right now, so I have to wait until he's done."

"He has a job in the mall?"  I knew that you could get a job at 12, but
it's not very common.  I guess some boys are a lot more responsible than
others.  I stood up and looked at Mac.  "Where does he work?"

"Follow me.  I know where is usually is," Mac replied as we took off into
the mall.  "There he is," he said excitedly as he pointed to a boy sitting
on a sofa in a quiet corner of the mall.  I guessed he was on a break or
something.  Mac picked up speed.  His brother was definitely cute and
looked older than 13 with a serious look on him usually reserved for older
boys.  Mac ran up and bounced onto the chair next to him.  "Everett, this
is my friend Justin.  He thought we should find you so you knew I wasn't
lost."

I sat down in the chair next to him.  Everett looked me up and down and
gave me a light smile.  "I guess we caught you on a break huh?"  I said
trying to make polite conversation.

"Just between customers," he said staring at me.  "It's either 10 or 40
bucks.  Your choice."

"Huh?"  I asked confused.

"Blowjobs are 10, fucking is 40."

"No fair, Ev!  He's my friend,' Mac complained.

"Uh, that's the job you're doing?"  I asked shocked.

"He's cool, Everett.  He even bought me a hamburger and everything."

"My little brother's not available.  It's me or no one."

"I'm not looking for sex.  I just wanted to make sure he wasn't alone in
the mall.  Are you really 13?"

"Yeah."

"Ummm, dude.  I mean I don't know you but it's a bit dangerous to be doing
this stuff at your age."

"I know what I'm doing.  There are security cameras in the mall so no one
would try to hurt me.  Plus, I make good money.  So, you don't want to go
do something?"

"No.  When Mac said you were working, I thought maybe you were in one of
the stores or something."

He gave a little laugh.  "Dude, I make more money in a half hour than those
idiots make in a whole day."  He glanced past me and nodded.  I turned to
look at what he saw, but whatever it was it wasn't immediately obvious.
"I'll be right back.  Mac, don't do anything stupid.  Remember what I told
you."  With that advice he got up, and I watched as he headed into the exit
hallway, followed just seconds later by a guy older than me, probably in
his 30's.

"Where's he going?"  I asked Mac.

"To work.  That's where he goes," he replied as he shuffled across the
couch to sit right up against me.

"What did he tell you that you're supposed to remember?"  I asked
curiously.

"Oh, just that I can't leave the mall without him and never to take all my
clothes off around people unless he says its's okay."

I laughed slightly.  "You take your clothes off a lot?"

"No," he giggled.  "But he doesn't want me to have a job yet.  He says I
need to be at least 12 before I can go to work with him.  I only get to
take my clothes off around Everett or his friends when he says it's okay.
Sometimes he lets my other friends do it when he teaches us stuff."

"So where did he go right now?"

"He goes down that hall and down the stairs.  He says it's quieter there.
I've seen him doing his work before but he's not very quiet though," Mac
giggled.  "Wanna go see?"

"Sure.  But how about you wait here and I'll be right back.  This isn't the
kind of job either of you should be doing.  I promise I'll be right back,
okay?"

"Okay," he nodded as he sat back on the couch as if he did it all the time.
I headed through the exit doors into the long hallway and walked until I
saw the next set of doors to the stairwell down.  I went through quietly
and looked over the railing.  It was only a couple flights down so I could
clearly hear him.  I knew instantly what was going on from the guys I'd
taken into the stairwell at the University.  Talk about getting an early
start.  I tried to be quiet as I headed down the stairs and when I got to
the bottom, Everett was completely naked bent over against the wall, almost
hidden from sight as the older guy had his pants to his knees fucking him.
I cleared my throat loudly.  The guy jumped a mile, pulled out, yanked his
pants up and raced past me in absolute fear.  Everett just turned to look
at me with daggers in his eyes.

"You owe me 40 bucks, asshole."

"Sorry.  Look, I know I don't know you, but this isn't a good idea," I said
as I sat on the nearest step.  I didn't bother to advise the kid that you
ALWAYS get the money up front.

"Why do you care?  It's fun and I make tons of money.  Plus, everyone likes
me."

"I'm sure they do.  You're a good looking guy and I can only imagine how
many people are attracted to you.  My own son is like that.  He has the
same kind of magnetic personality."

"You have a son?"

"Yeah, he's the same age as you?"

Everett looked me up and down, making no effort to get dressed at all.  His
6 inch erection gave away the fact that he wasn't kidding when he said he
thought it was fun.  It was slowly going down as he stared at me.  Not
usually the effect I have on people.  "How old are you?  You couldn't have
a kid my age?"

"I'm 22.  It's a long story.  Not one for today.  I know sex is fun, but
you should get a boyfriend instead of taking money for sex.  Keep being a
kid for as long as you can before you get into adult stuff."

"I'm not gay, fuckwad.  This is just a job to make money.  I have tons of
girlfriends."

"Yeah, he does!  I've seen some of them," Mac said as he bounced down the
stairs to join us.

"I told you to stay upstairs," Everett said to his kid brother.

"It was boring up there.  Plus, you guys aren't doing stuff.  You're just
talking," he said as he went up to his big brother and stood beside him
staring at his penis.

"Yep, you sound like a typical 13 year old," I said giving a little grin.
"How many girlfriends do you have?"

"Dozens.  They all want to be with me, so I let them."

"And are you having sex with all of them or do you just save that for
here?"

"No, I've had lots of sex with my girlfriends.  If they take their clothes
off first, I let them check me out, and then I fuck `em.  That's how you
know they want to be girlfriends."

"Glad you cleared that up," I said sarcastically.  Of course, being gay,
that's actually how we pick boyfriends, so it would be hypocritical to call
the kid out on it.  "Too bad you're not gay.  My son would probably love to
have sex with you."

"He's gay?"

"He's experimenting at the moment.  He's had a boyfriend and girlfriends."

"Are you trying to get him a boyfriend or something?  If you pay me enough,
I'll date him for you?"

I laughed.  "No, I wasn't suggesting that at all.  I just thought that if
you were looking for sex, this might not be the best way to do it.  Where
did you learn this anyway?"

"An older boy at my church taught me.  He likes doing crazy stuff and
showed me how to get older people to want me."

"I don't think you'd have to work very hard at getting people to want you.
You're very good looking."

"I know," he said without seeming like he was bragging about it.  Mac
suddenly, and in one quick move, dropped his pants to his ankles and took
off his shirt in front of us.

"Am I good looking?"  Mac asked.

"Yes, you are.  But you're good looking in clothes," I replied with a
smile.

Mac chuckled and turned around to back up against his brother.

"Dude!  Are you stupid?  What did I tell you about that?"

"What?"  Mac asked looking back at Everett.

"If you're gonna take a penis up the bum, you have to use lube first or it
hurts too much."

"I don't have that stuff.  Can I have some?"

"No.  We're not doing it here, dumbass.  Unless you wanna pay to watch me
do it.  That'll cost you 50 bucks though, and you can't touch him."  He
said staring at me.

"No, I definitely don't wanna see you do that," I replied.  Mac was already
sporting a pre-puberty boner and even though his balls hadn't dropped, he
was pretty big for his age.  Obviously had fun with his brother, but I
wasn't sure it was for the right reasons.  If I'd been a betting man, I
would also doubt that Everett's penis would fit in that small ass, but
obviously they'd done it before.  Mac just shrugged, turned around and
dropped to his knees and began sucking his brother off.  Everett just
looked at me as I couldn't help but watch.

"Twenty bucks and I'll cum all over his face."

"No.  I think you two should do that in private," I said looking away.

"He likes it don't you Mac?"

"Yeah.  I saw his friend Conrad put his penis in Everett's bum and it
looked fun.  You should try it Justin."

"I'll pass, thanks.  Wait.  Your older friend is named Conrad?  Is he 15,
long brown hair, penis about the same size as yours?"

"Yeah?  You know him?"  Everett asked surprised.

"If it's the same Conrad, I do.  Let me guess, it started with him fucking
you, and then getting other boys to do it too if they paid, and he took a
finder's fee but gets to fuck you for free?  He has a girlfriend that also
likes to play sometimes?"

"Yeah," Everett said smiling.  "She's pretty hot.  Taught me tons of stuff.
He also taught my other friend.  He does stuff at the other mall so we
don't competition each other."

"You know that makes him your pimp, right?"

"No.  We only share money 50/50 if he introduces the guy to us.  If we find
our own people then he only gets five bucks.  That's why I work here."  He
pulled his cock back from Mac, who complained and went back towards it.
Everett put a hand on him to stop him.  "No, if I cum, he has to pay to see
it."  He turned to grab his clothes.

"He gave me 10 bucks for food.  Does that count?"  Mac asked as he remained
on his knees still naked.

"No.  You gave my brother money?"

"He asked for some of my hamburger, so I gave him 10 bucks to go buy his
own food.  He looked hungry.  Sorry if I wasn't supposed to do that."

Everett shrugged.  "I don't care, but you can't have sex with him.  He's
not old enough."

"I don't want sex with either of you," I repeated, even though his comment
seemed blatantly hypocritical.  Without saying anything, they both got
dressed and Mac sat next to me.

"You maybe wanna hang out again some time?"  He asked looking up at me as
if he needed an adult role model.

"Maybe.  I'd hang out with both of you if you kept your clothes on," I said
looking down at him.  "Everett, maybe you should think of not doing this
type of work.  Just be a kid for a while.  There's plenty of time in life
to do adult stuff."

He shrugged. "I like this.  Sex is fun and I make super good money.  Some
guys even give me more."

"Do you ever go home with them?"

"No, Conrad said that we shouldn't do that as it could be dangerous.  I'm
only allowed sleepovers at my friend's houses, but Conrad says he knows
five boys who like to play and maybe one day we'll have a big party where
we can make a shit ton of money.  He just needs to set it up and find a
place."

"Do you know Blake?"

He shook head.  "No, I don't think so.  What's he look like?"

"Your height.  Long blonde curly hair, green eyes, like mine."

"No, but I think Conrad talked about him before.  Does he have like a giant
penis?"

"I dunno about giant, but it's pretty big for his age."

Everett shrugged again.  "He might have talked about him then, but I never
met him."

"Can I ask you one other thing?  Do you ever get to fuck Conrad, or is he
only doing it to you?"

He smiled.  "No, Conrad only does the fucking.  I've got to do lots of it
with other people though.  Some guys like me to do it to them and others
like to do it to me.  It's the same price though.  If you want me to fuck
you, I can."

"Nope.  Still don't want sex with you," I said standing up.  "I should go.
It was interesting meeting you.  Please consider not doing this stuff
anymore.  You could really get into a lot of trouble, or worse, you could
get hurt."

"I know what I'm doing," he said confidently.  "And hey, you still owe me
40 bucks for scaring that guy off."

"You think so, huh?  How much do you normally make in day?"

"I dunno.  Two hundred bucks."

I pulled money out of my pocket and handed him two hundred dollars.  "Here,
now please go home and do something with your kid brother that doesn't
involve taking your clothes off."  I turned to Mac and gave him 20 dollars.
"That's for the next time you get hungry."

"Wow!  Cool, thanks Justin.  I'm gonna get a ton of hamburgers.  Are you
still gonna be my friend?"

"I tell you what.  When my son Blake gets back from California, I'll invite
both of you over to meet him and I'm sure you'll be good friends.  The only
rule is, clothes stay on."  I don't know who I was trying to convince, me
or them.  Blake couldn't keep his clothes on any longer than these guys.

I put my number in Everett's phone and texted myself from it so we had our
numbers shared.  I walked the boys back out, and was happy to see that they
left the mall to head home.  I realized that my dislike of Conrad was even
more accurate now and decided it was time to teach the kid a lesson.  On my
walk back home, I called Blake.

"Hey buddy.  How's California?"

"Hi Dad.  It's nice and warm.  I'm just at the beach with `Marvin' and
Ezra.  I think he and `Marvin' might be dating, cause I walked in on them
doing it.  He's gonna be the Flash."

"You have the Flash in your movie?"  I asked surprised.

"He giggled.  "No.  He's gonna be the Flash in another movie.  He's super
cool and funny."

"Sounds like you're having a good time.  Hopefully you're being good?"

"Define good?" he giggled again.

"Well, I hope the movie is going well and that you're doing all your
schoolwork too."

"School sucks compared to acting Dad.  I don't even know why I need it if
I'm gonna be famous."

"You need it to be smart so you can be a better actor and not get taken
advantage of."

"Makes sense."

"Hey, I have a favour to ask you.  Can you text Conrad and ask him to come
over to the house."

"Conrad?  I thought you didn't like him," Blake said sounding genuinely
surprised.

"I just have to ask him something, but I didn't have his number, and I'd
like to talk to him in private.  Don't let him know that it's me that wants
to talk to him though okay, or he might not show up.  Text me back once you
reach him, and let me know what time he's going to be over."

"Are you gonna kill him and bury him in the back yard, Dad?" Blake joked.
That's not actually a bad idea, but the text would leave too much of a
trail and I'd get caught.

"Funny!  As if I'd use the back yard; and my shovel is in for repair at the
moment.  We miss you around here, but keep having fun."

"Thanks Dad.  I miss you guys too."

We hung up and by the time I got home, Blake had texted back to let me know
that Conrad would be over in a couple hours.  I nodded to myself and
realized I was about to become a super villain.  I wonder if I should get a
cool costume and cape, or just go as I was.

Conrad arrived on time, and I opened the door to let him in.  I think he
was a little surprised to see me.  Not as surprised as he was about to be,
but I smiled and let him in.

"Uhhh, Blake texted me to come over," he said quietly while trying to avoid
looking at me.

"Yeah, I know.  Go up to his room," I said pointing up the stairs.  He
headed up and I was right behind him.  He entered and looked around.

"Umm, is Blake here?" He asked as he moved into the room and I closed the
door behind us.

"Nope.  He's filming in California for a few months.  I asked him to text
you so I could talk to you.  Sit!"  I said pointing at the bed.

"I should probably go," he said nervously.

"Sit!" I barked at him.  He sat on the side and I grabbed Blake's desk
chair and wheeled it over so I could sit facing him.  "You know I'm not a
big fan of yours, right?"

"Yeah.  I'm sorry that I did that stuff with Blake."

"That's behind us.  I still let you hang out with Blake, don't I?"

"Yeah," he said still squirming nervously.

"Blake looks up to you as he thinks you know lots of cool teenager things,
and I know you've still been fucking him."

"He said it was okay as long as we didn't get money for it," he stammered
defensively.

"It's not a problem, and I'm even okay with you sharing your girlfriend
with him."

"He told you that?"  He asked surprised.

"Blake doesn't keep secrets from me as he knows I'll find out anyway.  I'm
also open minded enough to know boys will be boys.  But I found out
something today when I was at the mall, and it had nothing to do with
Blake.  I met another friend of yours, apparently that you go to church
with.  Everett."

Conrad swallowed and looked instantly guilty.

"Looks like Blake isn't the only one you've pimped out is it?  Sounds like
you have a whole bunch of guys that you're taking money from."

"Uhhh, no," he denied.

"That wasn't a question.  I have people everywhere, and know things about
people before they know it about themselves.  I could find out how many
times you masturbate in your room if I really wanted to.  Time to man up
and tell me the truth.  How many boys do you have out there having sex and
giving you a cut of what they make?"

"Uh, just Everett.  Well it was Blake, but we don't do that any more," he
added to sound like he was cooperating.

"Okay, that's strike one getting you punishment number one.  Try again.
You won't like what happens at strike three.  How many boys are you taking
money from?  Remember, I know more than you think I know."

He swallowed hard and squirmed on the bed as I rolled slightly closer to
him.  "Ummm, four?"  he said more as a question as his voice rose slightly.

"Wanna change that before I give you a second strike?"  I asked not sure if
four was correct or not.  I only knew what Everett told me about it being
five.

"Six.  But they all like having sex."

"We'll get to that," I said bluntly.  "You like sex too, I assume?"

"Sure.  Yeah."

"Exactly.  Like all boys your age.  Good.  Strip!"  I barked at him.

"Huh, why?"  He asked taken aback.

"Because I told you to.  You don't have problem having your boys get naked,
so why is this different?"

"Ummm, I really don't want to.  This is getting kinda weird."

"Why?  You had Blake and all your other boys take their clothes off for
you, before you fucked them.  Now it's your turn.  Strip, or I'll rip your
clothes off and send you home naked!"

He gulped hard, and again looked like he was about to cry as he removed his
shirt, and then slowly undid his pants and wiggled his ass to slide them
down and off.  He sat there in socks and underwear looking back at me.

"I'm waiting," I said staring at him.

He leaned down and pulled off his socks and folded them slowly beside him
on the bed.  He gulped hard and turned to look at me.  "Can I please keep
my underwear on?"

"No!  Take `em off, or I will," I said trying to sound menacing.

He again wiggled his ass on the bed and with one hand over his crotch gave
the most difficult removal of underwear I've ever seen.  He picked them up
and put them with his other clothes nearby and then held both hands over
himself.  I stood up and he almost jumped half a mile.  I scooped up his
clothes and put them on the desk behind me.  "Good.  Now we can get down to
business."

"Business?"

"Sure.  You're a businessman.  We're about to do business.  These boys you
have working for you.  You've had sex with each of them, right?"

"What kind of sex do you mean?"

"Are you really playing stupid with me right now?  You forget I caught you
with your dick in Blake.  I'll be more blunt shall I?  Are you fucking
them?"

"Not all the time, but sometimes, yeah.  They mostly ask me to though."

I gave a little hum.  "I dunno if that's entirely true.  Do they suck your
dick?"

"Sometimes."

"Do you suck theirs?"

"No, I'm not into that."

"What about getting fucked?  Do you let them fuck you?"

"No.  I'm not gay."

"But you get money from them, right?  Do you pay to fuck them, or have them
blow you?"

"No."

I nodded.  "I see.  So this is a pretty one sided deal, and you have no
idea what they're going through?"

"They like it.  I mean they wouldn't do it otherwise."

They've been doing all the work, and you've been collecting money from it.
That makes you a pimp."

"It's not like that," he replied looking very nervous hiding his junk with
both hands.  "I just help them find other guys that might like them."

"The textbook definition of pimp.  Today, we're gonna change a few things.
First, you're not going to be taking money from these boys any more.  That
stops now!"

"Yeah, of course.  I'll stop."

Like I believed him.  The second he was out of here, he'd be back in
business.  I just grinned at him and moved up until I was almost touching
him.  "Here's what's gonna happen.  It's time for you to learn the business
you've set yourself, and all those boys, up in."

"Huh?  What's that mean?" He asked looking directly at me and honestly
confused.

"What's that mean?  It means that you're going to be the boy and I'm going
to be the customer," I said putting my hands on his legs and pushing them
apart, almost making him jump out of his skin.  After all, the last time I
grabbed the boy, I flung him across a locker room while he had a boner.

"I don't understand," he stammered nervously, making it pretty clear that
he had some idea that he understood.

"No?  Then how about I make it a little more direct.  Today, I'm going to
fuck you.  The only thing you need to decide is whether you're gonna suck
my dick before or after it's been up your ass."

"Please don't.  I promise I'll not take any more money from them."

"I know you won't because I'll know if you do, and today will seem like a
day at an amusement park compared to what will happen if I hear you haven't
stopped.  But it's time to learn what the boys are going through.  If you
like it, then you can pimp yourself out and make money all by yourself.
The boys can figure out what they like and dislike at their own pace
without needing to pay you.  Boys your age like sex, and I personally think
you enjoy having the guys available every time your dick gets hard,
especially since they're easier to convince than most girls.  I know how
horny Blake is all the time.  Now have you decided?  Would you like to suck
my dick before or after it goes up your ass?"

I've never seen a boy look so miserable or scared as he sat there beginning
to shake.  I'd feel sorry for him if he wasn't such as asshole.  I should
have just let the `Q' know about this guy and let them deal with it, but
this is much more fun.

"Please don't fuck me."

"That's not one of the options.  I'll ask again before I decide for you.
Do you want to suck my dick BEFORE or AFTER it's been up your ass?  It's a
pretty simple question, Conrad.  Or should I just pick up the phone and
make some calls.  Wonder how six sets of parents will react?"

I saw a tear run down his cheek.  "Before, I guess."

"Good choice.  I'm just gonna treat you like the customers treat the boys."

"Please don't.  I promise, I'll not do anything with anyone other than my
girlfriend.  I'll even stop seeing Blake if you promise not to fuck me," he
begged.  I didn't reply as I pulled my shirt off over my head; then stood
up to remove my pants and underwear, before sitting back down on the chair.
"Please," he begged again as another tear ran down his face, and I saw him
tremble.  I reached over and wiped his cheek.

"Have you been fucked before?"  I asked I grabbed his hands and moved them
firmly off his crotch.

"No," he said shaking.

"Then why are you freaking out?  You said the boys liked it, so why
wouldn't you?"

"I just don't want to," he said sniffing.

"Mhmmm," I said looking at him.  "Too bad.  I'm a pretty fair guy, Conrad.
I mean I could have called the police and let them know you were taking
money from boys to have sex with Blake, and all hell would have broken
loose, but I also know that Blake liked it and was just as complicit in
your business dealings.  I think you got used to the money and went in
search of other horny guys, thinking it was a good deal for you.  You're an
okay-looking guy.  Lots of people would be happy to have sex with you and
you could make a lot more money, I'm sure."

"I don't want to do it though.  They all said they enjoyed it," he sniffed
as his shaking got a little stronger.  I moved up between his legs and ran
my hands along his thighs towards his crotch.

"I know, but you're older than they are.  They probably wanted to please
you.  But fair is fair, right?  I mean at 10 bucks a blowjob and 40 for
fucking, you could do pretty well.  I'm sure you'd even get tips if you
were good at it."  I think it may have opened his eyes a bit that I
actually knew how much they charged.  I stopped short of telling him they
weren't charging nearly enough.

"I said I'd stop.  Please don't."

"Stop whining.  You're gonna get fucked today, so just accept that fact.
Once we're done, if I hear that you've taken even a dollar from any boy,
I'll be back."

"What if they like having sex with me?"

"Nothing wrong with that, but it needs to be two-sided.  You should be
reciprocating.  I'm even open minded enough to allow you to date Blake as
long as you'd be a real boyfriend to him.  Of course, do something wrong to
hurt him, and I'll turn you into a girl with a meat cleaver."  Just as a
guess, I'd say it's safe that he'd never date Blake even if he became the
biggest fag in the country.

"Now let's get on with it.  I don't have a lot of time.  Drop to your
knees, and let's have you suck my cock." I snapped.  He didn't move so I
grabbed his hair and pulled him off the bed and onto the floor as I rolled
back to make space for him. "Now when you suck my dick, make sure your
teeth are covered by your lips.  If I feel just one tooth, I'll remove them
with pliers and we'll start again.  My cock gets pretty big when it's hard,
so if you feel like your gagging, slow down, take deep breaths through your
nose and swallow before you take more of it.  I want the whole thing down
your throat.  The best blowjobs use the whole cock, as I'm sure you know
from getting so many.  When you've got me nice and hard, and I've had
enough of the blowjob, we'll get to your fuck."  I grabbed his hair and
pulled him forward so that he was right in front of my dick.  He was
shaking so bad, I think I could have used him as a massage toy.  If he hums
while he's shaking like this, I may just end up cumming prematurely.  I
lifted my cock and rubbed it against his lips.  He moved back at the first
touch, but I pulled him right back again.  "Open up.  Let's get this over
with," I snapped.  When he didn't do anything, I moved my foot and stepped
on his crotch, pressing on his package hard.  "Suck!"

He put his lips around my dick and took a couple inches.  He was pretty
typical of a straight boy sucking cock for the first time.  In other words,
he was terrible at it.  God, what do they teach these kids in school
nowadays?  Doesn't health class cover how to suck a dick?  It really should
be one of the core elements.  We teach it at the Academy, along with proper
lubing of an ass for fucking.  I mean everyone needs those skills at some
point, certainly more than they need to know how to climb a rope, or do
chemistry.  I gave him some pointers as I pulled his head down on it.  I
made sure to go deep enough that he gagged.  Always a fun response as long
as you don't do it so hard they puke.  That gets super gross.  I kept it
up, with instructions, until I was hard.  It took way longer than normal,
and the only reason I think I got hard is that my sadistic side was
actually having fun teaching him a lesson.  He didn't get anywhere close to
taking all of me, but the way his eyes were watering, he must have felt
like the whole thing was in.

"Okay.  That's enough.  Last thing I need is you wrecking my dick with your
lack of skills.  Up on the bed and lie down with your feet hanging over the
side."  I think he was relieved to be able to stop, as he quickly scrambled
back to his starting position and looked at me as he put his hand back over
his crotch.  I just ignored him as I stood up and let him see my hard, wet,
cock facing him.  I pushed him backward and yanked his hands off his dick.
It's not all that bad a penis, considering he wasn't hard, and didn't trim
anything.  I got on my knees and gave him a blowjob to try and calm him
down a bit.  While it didn't seem to stop the trembling, like all teenage
boys getting their cocks sucked, he overcame nerves and got hard.  "Your
cock's not that bad.  It could be bigger, but it'll do," I said about the
six inches it inflated to.  He was cut, and the shaft was perfectly
straight.  "I can see why everyone likes you fucking them.  It's not too
big and not too thick.  Just the right size for a small hole."  It was a
bit of an insult, but he's probably too stupid to catch it anyway.  "Your
balls are aren't all that big, but I'm sure their suckable," I said as I
leaned down and took each one into my mouth and pulled on them harder than
normal.  He jumped as he felt my tongue licking each one as I applied
suction.  I lifted one of his legs and licked down the back of his balls to
his ass crack.  He squirmed slightly as he felt me get closer to his hole.
Normally, this would be pleasurable, but my guess is that all he was
thinking about was the fact that he was about to get fucked.  Once he felt
how truly big my cock was, it should even be more interesting.  I pulled
his ass cheeks apart and saw the cutest pink pucker I'd ever seen.  Well,
at least the cutest one I'd seen today, not including Everett's.  So
basically, the cutest pink pucker I'd seen, in my house, today...since
getting home.  I'm beginning to sound like a baseball statistic.  I licked
at it and he jumped.  "Relax, Conrad.  That's just my tongue getting you
opened up.  My dick will feel way better don't worry."  I licked and probed
his hole until his squirming was becoming annoying.  The whole time, I was
playing with his ass, I'd been stroking his dick to keep him hard; even
leaking a bit of pre-cum.  Even scared and straight, he was a typical boy.
I wet my finger and pressed at his entrance.  He immediately tensed up as
he tried to stop me.  Amateur!  "Just a tip.  Relax your ass and push out
when something enters you, or the pain is ten times worse.  Also taking
deep breaths helps, but that shit's up to you.  I don't care if it hurts or
not, as I'm sure you didn't advise the boys before you fucked them.  I
poked the end of my finger into his ass and he cried out as he backed off.

"Oww.  That hurts.  I can't do this.  Please.  I promise I'll stop."

He must know he's getting fucked regardless of what he says.  He must be
one of those mentally challenged teens.  Am I allowed to say that, or do I
just call him stupid?  Who knows anymore with all this PC shit.  Maybe we
say `his reasoning center isn't fully developed at this current time.'
That covers it.  Plus...he's stupid.

"Dude.  That's just my finger.  Don't be such a pussy.  Your poops are
bigger than that."  I doubt they're as big as my cock, but he'll figure
that out soon enough.  "I'm lubing you up as I'm sure you don't want it dry
do you?" It was sort of a rhetorical question as it was pretty obvious he
didn't want it at all.  He definitely had a virgin hole; it was like a nut
cracker in there.  I could shove rocks in, and he'd poop out sand it was so
tight.  I worked on fingering and licking his hole while playing with his
balls.  "Put your knees up."  I told him as I helped get his legs into
position.  I opened Blake's night table and pulled out one of the dozens of
bottles of lube the boy had squirreled away and sat back between Conrad's
legs.  "A good fuck should use plenty of lube so the cock slides easier.
If you don't, a dry fuck can rip your ass and then you're off for stitches.
Explain that at the doctor's office.  Oh, I guess I should ask.  Did you
use lube when you fucked the boys?"

He looked at me in fear and nodded.  "Yeah.  I used lube," he answered
bluntly, and wisely.  Whether he did or not, I'll find out at some point,
but at least he's not a total moron.

"Good," I said as I coated my finger and shoved it deep into him.  He
yelped slightly and inched up the bed.  I pulled him back and kept my
finger in him.  "You've got perfect size nipples on you," I grinned looking
at the light brown perky dots and running my hand up over him.  "Does your
girlfriend shave her pussy?"  I asked looking at him.  I think that took
him by surprise a bit as he tried to zone out while I fingered his ass.

"Uhhh, what?  Yeah.  She does," he replied in a bit of a mumble.

"Good.  You should shave your pubes too.  No one likes a wild bush, and
she'll appreciate it.  Next time I use you, we'll get rid of the hair if
you still have it.  No girl enjoys sucking cock with all this hair around
it," I said as I ran my hand through his bush and pulled on it firmly,
almost lifting him up slightly.  I pulled my finger out, added more lube,
and pushed back inside.  He was a bit easier this time as I think I had his
focus elsewhere, but that was about to change.  I stood up so he could see
my cock, and watch as I poured lube on it and began to stroke myself.  I
took my finger out of his ass and took hold of his cock to stroke it in
sync with mine.  I bent my knees and put our cocks together so I could
stroke them both with one hand.  It gave him a great visual of the size
difference.  You could almost see the look of fear in his eyes, knowing
where it was going.

"Please don't fuck me.  I'll do anything you want.  I'll never do anything
with anyone again, I promise," he begged.

"That would be stupid.  Guys need sex.  You'll be horny by tomorrow if
you're a normal teen.  Stop whining like a little bitch.  What you need is
a good hard fuck to show you what your boys are going through, and today's
the day you learn it.  Would you like me to just punch my cock into your
ass and fuck you fast, or go slow so you get used to it?"  I figured I
should at least let the boy have some say in his anal deflowering.

"Please don't!" he said almost crying.

"You know that's getting old.  It's happening! Just accept it."  I grabbed
his underwear and crumbled it up.  "Open your mouth and bite down on this
so you don't scream too loud.  The first fuck is always the toughest, and
most painful.  After we've done it several times, it's much easier, and you
might even enjoy it," I said trying to sound both helpful and evil at the
same time.  "I recommend you relax and push out when you feel me enter, and
breathe.  I won't lie, this is gonna hurt, but if you tense up it'll be
gonna be WAY worse."  I shoved the underwear in his mouth, and lifted his
legs onto my shoulders.  I saw a tear run down the side of his face.  I
started to feel a little sorry for him, but the feeling passed quickly.
Like how you feel when someone gets a paper cut.  You feel the cut with
them, and move on.  I aimed my cock at his hole and pressed forward.  He
instantly tightened up.  "Your choice, but tensing up like that is gonna
make this unbearably painful.  Just saying."  He relaxed and I leaned
forward to look at him.  He closed his eyes and I thrust my hip forward
slamming the head of my cock through his tight virgin pucker.  He screamed
through the underwear gag.  "Shhhh.  That's the worst part," I said as I
put my hand over his underwear covered mouth and fully impaled myself in
him.  "Give it a second."

He was screaming into his gag and I think he was saying `it's too big, take
it out.'  Or it could have been `its so big, make it more.'  That wouldn't
make sense, but I don't really care what he was saying.  The tears seemed
to be speaking more for him than his words.  He was obviously overly
emotional at how great this felt.  I leaned all the way forward, putting my
knees on the bed, pushing him back on the bed a bit.  I reached out and
stroked his hair as I looked into his eyes.  "This is what a first time
feels like when you're new at it.  How many did you fuck that had never
been fucked before?  Remember, truth is important."  I said sweetly as I
moved my cock all the way back to his entrance.  He mumbled something that
I didn't catch.  "Use your fingers.  How many boys' anal virginity did you
take?"  I asked more menacingly.

He held up four fingers.  If he'd known what he was doing and they'd been
gay, that would have been impressive, but I doubted he did it nicely.  Not
because he wanted to be mean, but simply because he only knew how to fuck a
girl, and that's a completely different process.  I'm telling you, sex-ed
in schools needs to be improved to cover these things.

"Four huh?  I'm going to check with them to see if you used lube.  I mean
I've used lots and you're still screaming like a bitch.  If I find out you
hurt even one of those boys, I'll be back to give you the same treatment
they got."  I have a feeling he'll be giving up anal sex for a while after
this; or because I'm so good, he might actually end up as a power bottom.
I pushed my cock fully back into him and he screamed again.  This would be
fun if he was a gay boy as I love a good screamer, but he was just being
pathetic now.  Here was this confident, bold, 15 year old, with a business
empire, crying and screaming while being anally penetrated.  I leaned
further down until I was basically on top of him as I folded him in half.
I continued to stroke his hair and kissed him on the cheek to taste his
salty tears.  So hot!  Does that make me a sadist or something?  I don't
feel like one.  More like a superhero.  Getting justice for those who can't
get it for themselves.  I moved so I could suck each of his nipples for a
couple minutes which surprisingly calmed him down.  His cock had gone soft,
probably from the pain, so I leaned back to let him relax a little and took
hold of his cock and stroked it while fondling his balls.  He recovered and
got hard again, so I began to fuck him, making sure I used long strokes so
he could have the full effect.  The look he was giving me was one of pure
hatred, or maybe it was lust.  I can never be sure when all the blood for
my brain is in my penis.  I pulled back as far as I could leaving just the
tip of my cock inside him and once again coated my cock in fresh lube
before re-entering.  I could see the discomfort on his forehead, but at
least he wasn't screaming anymore.  I leaned forward again so that we were
almost face to face and smiled.  "I told you the penetration was the worst.
Now I can really fuck you," I said as I pulled the underwear from his
mouth.  He took a big breath of air.  I moved my head down towards his and
when he realized what I was about to do, he turned his head quickly to the
side.  I grabbed the top of his head and turned it back to face me.  "Nuh
uh!  This is how you have sex, boy.  Open up."  I put my face to his and
shoved my tongue as deep into his mouth as I could as I began to fuck him
with long deep thrusts.  He cried out, but I just held him in place,
fucking him into the bed so that the force of each bounce slammed my cock
deeper into his tight virgin ass.  I came up for air a couple minutes later
and stepped off the bed back onto the floor.  I grabbed his ankles and held
his legs out to the side as I watched myself fuck him.  At this point, he
had his eyes clamped shut.  I almost cheered as his cock erupted all over
his chest and stomach, without even being touched.  What does that say
about him?  Or maybe my skill at fucking?  But either way, now the fun can
begin.  A straight boy who cums is a very different person to the horny one
of seconds before.  Once they're done, they're done, only I wasn't.  I
scooped up some of his cum in my fingers and rubbed it on his lips.  I
think I surprised him as he gasped, which gave me the opportunity to shove
my finger the rest of the way in and let him really taste himself.  The
look on his face was priceless.  I wish I'd been recording this for him to
see.  I repeated the process and had to pinch his nose to get him to open
up the second time, but the load on my finger was bigger, so I think he
probably appreciated it more.  I fucked him hard for another couple minutes
before I couldn't hold it any longer and grunted louder than I needed to,
letting him know I was flooding his ass.  I shook extra hard to show him
how powerful a cum it really was.  I should get a porn award for that
performance.  I'm telling you it was gold!  I slowly pulled out and let his
legs down, before I climbed on the bed and lay beside him to rub his hair
while playing with the cum on his chest.

"And now you know what it feels like," I said to him.

I have to admit he took me a bit by surprise when he turned to almost look
directly at me before saying, "Fuck you.  Are we done?"

"Well not with that attitude we're not," I said out loud.  "Let's get you
cleaned up before we continue."  I got off the bed and pulled him up by the
arm and led him to the bathroom.  "First things first, we'll get the cum
out of you," I said as I lubed the extension on the bidet.  "You sit on
that to clean yourself out.  Once the tube is in, press the button and
it'll send a spray of warm water into you to wash your butt.  This is
Blake's favorite part of the bathroom."  He didn't say a word as I got him
into position and lowered him onto it.  Fortunately, the extension is thin
so you barely feel it as it enters you.  Once he was ready, I told him to
push the button and he jumped slightly as he felt it spray his ass.  I
helped him stand up and let him sit on the toilet.  I think his humiliation
was complete as he not only had had cum shoot out of him, but poop as well.
He quickly flushed before standing up.  I made him do it a second time,
much to his displeasure.  This time it was reasonably clear, but he still
flushed before standing up.  We headed into the shower and pushed him under
the warm water.  I used the soap all over him, especially his chest,
stomach and ass which were the areas that really needed cleaning.  I had
only planned on fucking him once to teach him a lesson, but he was so rude
at the end, I figured a second lesson was in order.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall," I said basically maneuvering
him as I said it.  "I'm going to check your ass to make sure it's okay.
Then I'm gonna fuck you again," I said as I got on my knees behind him.

"I learned my lesson.  I won't do it again with anyone," he pleaded.

"Obviously not, since you said fuck you a few minutes ago.  No, I'm fucking
you again, and I'll keep fucking you until I'm sure you get the message.  I
might even break into your house at night and fuck you while you sleep if I
hear any of the boys are still giving you money."  I pulled his cheeks
apart and quickly buried my face into it as I reached around with one hand
and began to jerk him off.

"My ass is too sore," he whined.

"Shut up," I said slapping his ass hard.  "It's hardly sore after just one
lubed fuck.  Wait until I've been in there a half dozen times without lube.
You'll know the meaning of sore."

He was obviously wasn't that uncomfortable as he got hard again.  Once I
was hard, I reached for the lotion beside us and ran some down his ass
crack and all over my cock.  I stood up, and before he had a chance to
figure out what was happening, I shoved myself back inside him.  He tried
to move away, but ended up pressed against the wall.  I pulled him back by
his hips and fucked him hard, making sure I slammed him against the wall
with each thrust.  I want that boy to walk funny by the time I'm done, and
with such a tight ass, I really wanted it opened up nicely so it would
throb for a couple days while he remembered the lesson.  I returned a hand
back to his cock and jerked him off until he blew; and then slammed him
against the wall and fucked him several more times before pretending to cum
again and pulled out fast, causing him to yelp slightly as his ass slammed
shut.

"Now, you wanna say fuck you again and have another round or are we done?"

"No, we're done.  Sorry."

"Not me you need to apologize too," I said as I turned off the shower and I
handed him a towel.  We dried off and headed back to the bedroom to get
dressed.  I handed him a hundred dollars.

"What's this for?"  He asked looking at me like I was insane.

"Two fucks and blowjob, plus a bit of a tip.  I mean the blowjob wasn't
really worth it, as you need a lot of practice at that, but popping the
cherry on your tight ass made up for it, so I figure you earned it.  I mean
seriously though, you won't make a lot of fans sucking cock like that."  He
didn't say anything as he looked at the money and slowly put it in his
pocket.  I'm guessing he also figured he'd earned it.  "Next time, bring
your girlfriend too.  I'm sure she'd love to watch Blake fuck you.  I can
see it now.  She's sitting on your face as you eat her out, she's bent over
sucking your cock while her pussy is dripping from seeing Blake's cock
pounding that tight hole.  She's a nice girl.  I'm sure she'd enjoy it."

"You know her?"  he asked with surprise.

"Like I said, I know more than you think.  She's a good looking girl, firm
perky tits..."  I mean what girl at that age doesn't have perky tits.  I
have no clue who his girlfriend is, but he doesn't know that.  I continued.
"Sweet tight shaved pussy that she knows how to use, and I know she likes
Blake, so why not do a three-way the correct way?  Maybe I'll pound your
pussy in front of her and let her see how a real man fucks."

He swallowed hard.  I'm guessing that girl is gonna need a new boyfriend
once he leaves.

"Do you understand now how the boys feel when they get fucked?"

"Yes," he said with his head down sounding like he might actually have
gotten it.

"Don't get me wrong, some probably really enjoy it, like Blake, but not all
do.  They just want the money and could really be getting hurt.  Go put an
end to this, today. I'll be calling them in an hour to confirm you've
stopped taking their money.  If I find out you haven't, I suggest you sleep
with one eye open, and your ass lubed up every night."  He nodded as I
walked him downstairs to the main door.  "If you want more money; come back
and I'll fuck you again; or get a real job; or build your own client base
to pay you directly for sex, but if I hear that any boy is paying you even
one dollar as his pimp, you'll be experiencing a dry fuck that won't be
half as gentle as this one was.  That also goes for fucking any of the boys
to just get your rocks off."

"I got it," he said bluntly as I opened the door and he hurried out.  I
watched as he basically sprinted to the gate as it opened for him.  As soon
as he was out of sight, I heard him scream "Asshole!"  I wonder if that was
aimed at me, or if he just has a sore one?  I closed the door and patted
myself on the back.  My work here was one, and that should be last we see
Conrad.  How many birds have I killed with that stone?

"Hi Dads!"  Blake grinned as we got his next Skype call later that week.
"Guess where we were today?"

"French Monaco?"  Colin guessed.

"Where?  No.  We were on location in Los Angeles.  They closed off like a
whole freeway, and we got to hang out on it.  I even got to roll down a
hill and almost got smoked by a car."

"What?"

"Well, not really.  They just made it look like that on film.  It was super
cool.  Me and Michael had to do it like three times.  Doin' my own stunts
like a pro, dude!" he grinned holding up his `hang loose' fingers.  "Then
we were in a car chase.  It was pretty boring, but they said they speed it
up when they show it.  I wished we coulda gone that fast for real though.
It's way more fun on location than doing stuff in front of a green screen.
That's super boring.  The gave me a ripped shirt and pants, and did make-up
on me to make it look like I'd been in a car accident.  I looked super
damaged.  What did you guys do all day?"

"School & work," Colin replied.

"So boring shit?"  he grinned.  "Oh Justin, remember I was telling you
about my new friends, Thomas & Michael?"

"Sure.  How's that going?"

"Wicked!  A few days ago, I got finished early and came back to the trailer
and busted in on Michael having sex with a girl.  He was pissed, and asked
if I didn't see the sock on the door.  I did, but I just thought someone
left their stinky sock on our door.  I asked if I could watch, but the girl
had kinda freaked out and left."

Colin laughed.  "She'll never have sex in the trailer again, and you left
him with blue balls.  Nice double play!"

"He was pretty mad as he said it took him a couple months to get her into
bed.  I think you're right about girls Dad.  They don't like sex as much as
boys.  I told him that he could fuck me if he wanted to finish."

"You said it that bluntly?"  Colin asked surprised.

"Yeah, of course," he grinned.  "He said he should since I ruined his date.
I'm pretty sure he was kidding, but I took my clothes off and got on the
bed doggy style.  That's the way he was doing her.  I even reached over and
put lube on his penis and told him to go for it.

"And?  Did he do it?"  I asked curiously.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"  He said giving us a stupid grin.  "I'm your
son.  What do you think?  He said I couldn't tell anyone though."

"So your first thought was to immediately tell us?" I laughed.  "Straight
boys.  They want sex however they can get it, as long as you keep it a
secret."

"I asked him who was better her or me.  He said she was cause she was a
girl, but he admitted that my ass was tighter than her pussy and that's why
he came so fast.  He said he normally lasts a lot longer.  So now we all
know...my ass is better than pussy!"

I think both Colin and I rolled our eyes simultaneously.  "Will you be
offering your boy pussy up to him again?"  I asked.

"Sure.  I told him anytime he was horny and couldn't get laid, just to ask
and I'd be happy to play.  Thomas would probably be jealous if he knew.
He's sleeping over on the weekend again, so I'll get him to show me more of
his sexy stuff like before, but I gotta pretend I still don't know much.
He kinda hinted that there are other boys on the lot who know about this
stuff too.  I think I think one is called Max Charles and the other is
Daniel.  He's on some TV show called American Housewife, but he's doing a
guest thing on another show.  I don't know who they are, but I'm willing to
find out," he grinned.

"Pace yourself.  There's only 37 million people in California," Colin told
him.  "You don't need to do all of them on your first trip."

"That's silly Dad.  Not all of them would be boys, and some will be too old
or too young, so like at the most it would be maybe 5 million.  If we line
`em up, I could get them done by the weekend, if I pace myself super fast."

Colin looked at me.

"Hey, he's your son too," I replied.  "But let me know if you need help," I
said looking at Blake with a thumbs up."

"Christ, you're both the same!"  Colin said shaking his head.  I think we
accepted his compliment.  "Oh, by the way Blake, I texted Brooks and told
him you were at Mom & Dad's so he may stop over to say hi."

"Cool.  I guess I better practice my super long words again, huh?"

"Probably.  I'm glad you're enjoying it.  Meet anyone else famous?"

"Sure tons of people.  I don't know most of their names, `cause they're
like old people, like one lady was almost 40, or maybe 70, but I'm gonna go
check out some other shoots later.  Oh, got some bad news though."

"Like what?"  Colin asked.

"They've extended the end date by a couple of weeks, so it means I'm gonna
have to be here for my birthday."

"That's okay, we can have a party when you get home.  Like a welcome home
and 14th birthday party all in one."

"True.  Okay, as long as you're not upset or anything as I know you were
looking forward to having sex with me that day," he giggled.

"Only in your mind, Blake.  Only in your mind!"  I said shaking my head.

"Okay, I gotta go get some sleep.  I have a super early call in the
morning.  The limo will be here at like 5:30."

"Ouch.  Better you than me," I said as we signed off and air kissed him
goodnight.

"Doesn't sound like he's having trouble making new friends," Colin smirked.

"Does he ever?  I like the fact that he's enjoying himself, but he seems
like he's growing up faster each week.  Pretty soon he won't even need us
anymore," I said feeling either old or a bit left out.

"He's just experiencing life," Colin said putting his arm around me.  "When
I was 14, the last people I wanted around were my parents.  I mean they
were embarrassing, even if they really weren't.  It's the job of a teenager
to diss his parents around his friends, but they always need us."

"True.  We should get a younger one like Travis and Trevor.  They're always
excited to see us...like puppies."

"Then they grow up and become teenagers too," Colin reminded me.

"Too bad we didn't have something to stop time when they were at the
perfect age."

It was only a couple days later when I began rethinking my idea of having
younger kids around.  I was sitting with my laptop when Travis and Trevor
ran up to me and handed me a sandwich.  "Here Daddy!"  Trevor said handing
it over.  I could wear a name tag, but it wouldn't help as they can't read
yet.

"That's Uncle Justin," James said as he followed behind.  "They wanted to
make the sandwich on their own," he grinned as I looked at the boys covered
in peanut butter and jam.  I noticed that they were also very dish
conscious as the sandwich was presented plate free.  I took the sandwich
from them between my fingers.

"And what did you make?" I asked grinning as I looked at the mess.

"It's supposed to be a grilled cheese, peanut butter and jelly sandwich,"
James replied.  "That's their two favorites."

"How did they grill the cheese?"

"They didn't.  We're not allowed to use the oven or anything so it's just
cheese," he nodded.

"And the peanut butter and jelly on the outside of the sandwich?  Is that
how you do it at home?"

I mean when I've made them, the filling is on the inside, but you know
these Gen-Z's, or are they Alpha Gens, I can't keep up.  I just know I'm a
Millennial, or as my Mom calls us...the `Y' generation, because we always
asked why, instead of just doing what we were told.

"No, they just did it that way because the cheese is already on the
inside," he explained.

"We made it together Unca Justin," Trevor said.  "We're supposed to use the
bunny system when we do stuff."

"Do you mean buddy system?"  I grinned holding the gooey mess in my
fingers, not sure what the hell to actually do with it.

"No. Bunnies, cause we're cute and stuff," Travis added.  Now who can argue
with that logic?  The boys looked like they were about to climb on the
couch beside me, but I suggested they go wash their hands, while I went to
get a plate.  Please tell me I won't actually have to eat this.  I got all
of them a glass of milk and cookies after they washed themselves clean, and
I wiped some of the jelly off their shirts.

"Do you like the sammich Unca Justin?"  Travis asked grinning.  I took a
bite out of the corner of it trying to avoid the cheese.  It's a weird
taste combination that could make me sick just thinking about it.

"It's great.  You boys sure know how to make a fun sandwich," I replied.
They grinned from ear to ear as if they'd accomplished something amazing.
I left the sandwich on the kitchen island and took the boys over to the
table so we could have milk and cookies together.  They quickly forgot
about the fact that I'd abandoned their gift.  They wanted me to read a
story to them so while James ran off to get a book, the twins and I went to
the couch.  They climbed on and snuggled up on either side of me.  I know
I'd cleaned them but somehow they still felt sticky.  Maybe a good soak in
the hot tub would get the goo off.  James joined us for story time and just
for the record, don't even think of missing words on the story as the kids
know when you do.  I had to keep going back to do it right, and they liked
different voices for the characters.  Apparently that's how Jason and Alex
do it.  Spoiled kids.  I eventually finished the book and looked down at
the boys.  All three were now asleep and resting on me.  I guess my great
soothing voice is all that's needed to put people to sleep.  I'm like
chloroform!

Jason showed up a short while later and joined us, sitting down quietly on
the couch and whispered a thank you to me for watching them.

"Where's Malcolm?  I thought he was on kid patrol," I asked quietly as I
wasn't sure if I was supposed to wake the boys up at this point or not.
"He's hanging out with Porter and Troy, taking a break.  I figured I'd let
the boys have some space."

"Like free range kids?"  I laughed.  I told him about the sandwich and he
grinned.

"At least it wasn't a handful of spaghetti with meat sauce," he replied.
"Imagine that being carried through the house."

"Better you than me.  I'm just glad Blake has outgrown that phase," I
acknowledged.  "So, I was gonna ask.  Are Troy and Malcolm dating now?
They seem to be together a lot."

"I don't think so.  All three of them have definitely been spending time
together, and they have a lot of `sleepovers' but I don't think it's
anything official," he informed me.

"I noticed that.  If they're not here, they're at your place.  I just
wondered.  I just see Malcolm and Troy together more than I see Porter."

"Probably because they both live here," Jason reasoned.  "I mean we're not
exactly known for monogamy around here."

"What?"  I asked feigning shock.  "We're not?"

"What's mahonomy?"  James asked as he sat up to look at us.

"It means only having one friend at a time," Jason answered quickly without
missing a beat.  I guess you get good at that when you're a parent to
little kids.

"Oh.  I have lots of friends," he announced.  Jason woke the twins up and
they thanked me for reading to them and wanted Jason to take them to the
trampoline next.  I warned Jason that I'd fed them milk and cookies in case
the trampoline might be as bad an idea as taking them swimming after
eating.  "Nothing says stable stomach like bouncing around after downing
food," I remarked.

"Wouldn't be the first time," Jason laughed as we headed outside.  I
watched all three boys climb onto the trampoline together and jump around.
James was still a good big brother to them and was cautious to protect
them.

"He seems to have calmed down a lot since they first got here," I
acknowledged.

"Totally.  I mean he still steps in to defend them a lot, but it's a
thousand percent better than it was.  At least he's not throwing fits of
anger anymore.  At least no more than any other 8 year old."

"Is he still sleeping with the boys in the same room?"

"Yeah, but he spends a lot more time in his own space now, rather than
right with the twins.  I mean there are times when we go in to wake them up
and all three are sleeping together, but it's not like it used to be.
Travis and Trevor still sleep together every night.  They're gonna be hard
to break apart when it's time."

"I think it'll happen naturally, don't you?  I mean we did.  Of course, we
always had our own rooms, which might have helped.  As we got older and got
our own friends, it just kinda happened automatically.  Although I do miss
sleeping with you from time to time."

"Me too," Jason admitted.  "We should plan a sleepover sometime soon.
Bring Colin," he grinned.

"Is it really a sleepover if we're not sleeping?"  I joked.

I hung out with them for a bit before he said it was time to take the twins
in for a proper nap.  I knew how he felt.  I was exhausted just watching
them.  They headed towards their side of the house and I headed back inside
our part.  "Hey Troy!"  I said smiling as I saw him coming up the stairs
wrapped in a towel.  "We were just talking about you."

"We?"  He asked looking around and smiling.  "The voices back in your head
again?"

"Me and Jason.  We were just outside with the kids."

"And how was I the topic of conversation?"  He inquired.

"We were just saying that you and Malcolm seem to be getting along pretty
well.  Are you still dating Porter, or have you moved on to Malcolm?"

"I'm technically still dating Porter, but it's not like a traditional
dating thing.  We're more fuck buddies than anything.  I mean it's not like
we hold hands at University and have PDA all the time.  Malcolm is kinda
the same.  I'm not sure I'm ready for another real boyfriend just yet.
Why?  You horny?  Need some of this?"  He grinned as he unfastened his
towel and took it off his waist.

"I guess I could eat," I said licking my lips and went to his suite to
play.  I don't mind his seven incher in my ass while we kiss.  I mean can
you think of a better way to spend an hour?  Except for maybe when we
flipped around and he took my eight and a half inches.  I liked this meal
better than the peanut butter, jelly and cheese sandwich of earlier.

The next call from Blake was late evening and he was obviously in bed with
the laptop.

"It was a super long day today, I'm pooped," he said with his eyes looking
almost bloodshot with bags under them.

"Are you getting enough sleep?  Maybe you should use those naps during the
day after all," Colin suggested.

"I do sometimes, especially if we have a super active day on set.  The
director thinks I'm doing a good job and he said he might have more
projects for me in the future.  Wicked cool, right?"

"We knew you'd do well," I agreed.


"Oh, and I got to see Michael's boner.  Thomas told him I knew about sex,
so I think they'll let me watch porn with them now.  Thomas told me that
he's pretty sure Michael will let me blow him.  He's got a big one, so I'll
keep you posted."

"Maybe dial it back a bit," Colin said seriously.  "It's not necessarily
the reputation you want, Blake.  Hollywood has a way of biting you in the
ass if you get a bad name."

"Who would bite me on the ass, Dad?  That's not even fun."

"I mean you don't want a reputation as the guy who'll suck every dick
presented to him."

"I agree with Colin, buddy.  Just downplay it if others ask you to do
anything."

"Okay.  Makes sense.  I should focus on my acting stuff.  I'll stick with
just jerking off with them if they're watching porn or something.  Maybe
blowjobs are okay too, but not fucking.  I'll save that for special
occasions...like the weekend.  Oh, I forgot to tell you, Brooks showed up
and we went to your secret spot to go snorkeling.  It was wicked fun.  He
told me about some of the stuff you got up to as a kid.  You were a bad
ass, huh Dad?"

"Not really.  Just a normal kid," Colin replied with a smile.

"Okay.  Sure, Dad!"  He giggled.  "He told me all about some of the things
you used to so.  Like when you got drunk and stoned sometimes, and how you
used to run around on the beach naked.  You sure were more fun back then
huh?  Not old and boring like now."

I laughed.  "Yeah, Colin."

"You try things when you're a kid, Blake, and then you grow up," Colin
reasoned.

"Not me.  I'm never gonna get boring," he replied.

You'll think that, until your kid calls you out and says you're old and
boring," Colin smirked.

"Okay, well I should get some sleep.  I don't have to be on set `til noon,
so I can sleep in.  You guys wanna watch me masturbate?"

"Pass!"  Colin grinned.  "Good night, Blake!"

"Good night, Dads!"  he giggled as he turned off the monitor.

"I'm gonna kill Brooks," Colin said shaking his head.

"Oh, so between the porn videos that you and your ex took, or the stories
Brooks is telling, it's Brooks that's the problem?"  I laughed.  "You
realize Blake has probably searched every inch of your room to see what he
can find out about you, right?"

"Probably," Colin agreed.  I was thinking since we don't want to be old and
boring, how would you like to go to St. Lucia?"  It sounded like he said
San Loosha, so I thought it was a restaurant or something.

"Never heard of it, but sure, I could eat.  What type of food is it?"

"It's not a restaurant.  It's a place in the Caribbean.  I figure Blake is
away for a while, so how about we get away together for a week?"

"My people might miss me," I grinned as we cuddled.

"Your `people' might be happy to have the break," he laughed.  I agreed
that we should go and he said he'd arrange it.  In the morning I got up and
went down to put the coffee on.  Ben was bare ass in the kitchen getting
some water.

"You're up early on a Saturday," I said as I went and gave him a kiss and
slapped his ass.

"Not really up yet.  Picked up some guy last night and we just needed
water."

"Is he cute?  Do I know him?"

"I dunno.  I don't even remember his name.  He's just a one night stand.
He's pretty cute though.  I should get back up there in case his ass
tightens back up.  It took me ages to get into it, and I don't want to have
to start again.  He's still good for a couple more rides before I send him
home."

"That's my boy!"  I said nodding as he ran off with his glasses of water.
I really do a good job of raising these guys properly.  I'm so proud of
them.  I put the coffee on and went back to bed with Colin, where we made
out for a bit until we reluctantly got up and ready for the day.  Colin
made some calls, and before noon announced that we were ready to go.

"Go?  Go where?"

"St. Lucia, remember.  We'll leave tonight as it's a long trip.  The plane
will be standing by at the airport when we get there."

I love having a plane at our disposal.  No more of this arriving at the
airport three hours ahead of time to spend two and a half of it waiting
around.  I do miss the full body searches though.  Here's a tip for those
of you that like anal.  Shove a ball bearing up your ass and go through the
scanners.  You'll be getting the finger probing almost guaranteed.  When
they find the ball bearing, just look surprised and ask how that got there,
and if maybe you need a mechanic; or at least ask if they could check to
see if there are any more.

We let the guys know that we were gonna be gonna for a week, and I think I
heard party plans being made in their heads.  Typical kids, always wanting
to party, not like my more mature self, and old boring husband.
God...don't tell him I said that.  It was a 13 hour flight to St. Lucia and
we had to stop in Atlanta to refuel, but we slept a good part of the way.
When we finally touched down, the airport was nothing to talk about...so I
won't talk about it, but the weather was warm, almost 30c and the scenery
was stunning.  Blue skies and bluer water.  This is a true island paradise,
unless they have Pirates of the Caribbean here or something, then it's just
an adventure waiting to happen.

The airport customs took about 30 seconds and we were outside almost before
I realized we had landed.  Colin had arranged a limousine for us which took
us up the highway to our hotel, about an hour north up the St. Jude
Highway.  The views were spectacular, and I felt like a little kid
experiencing things for the first time.  Our Jade Mountain hotel was even
more stunning, overlooking the water, and scenery so beautiful you couldn't
even picture it in a dream.  We were given a little device at check-in that
they said would summon our service team anytime day or night.  That was a
nice touch.  You never know when you'll need a snack at 3am.

We were in a sanctuary suite called the Galaxy.  It was unreal to say the
least.  The first thing you notice when you walk in is that there's a wall
missing.  I mean like not even there at all. It was just completely open to
the elements with only netting around the bed.  It had a massive infinity
pool overlooking the ocean, and the walls were all curved.  Not like any
hotel room I've ever seen before.  It was the coolest, most romantic thing
I've ever seen.  You could see the mountains, the ocean, and you had your
own pool right in the bedroom.  I'm so renovating our bedroom at home to
look like this.  Of course, I'd have to put in some sort of a wall for
those cold rainy days.  Here in Lt. Lucia, not such an issue apparently,
although I wondered how effective the air conditioning would be without a
wall, but from all the ceiling fans, I'm guessing they didn't have air
conditioning.  Turns out, they didn't even have phones or TV's either.  Not
even a clock radio.  We were told that if we needed anything just to let
our major-domo know and they'd take care of anything at all.  I wondered if
maybe all the four-star General Domos were reserved for royalty or
something, but I'm not complaining, our Major was a `major' hottie.  I'd
have to think of a few things for him to do for us throughout our stay.  I
didn't even ask Colin how much this place was as it sure wasn't a Holiday
Inn and I might not want to know.

The first thing we did was to go and eat in the open air restaurant, which
was almost as nice as our suite.  We met a few couples from all over the
world while we were having drinks.  All of them thought it was great that
Colin and I were married.  I'm loving this place.  I wasn't tired at all
considering we'd slept so much on the plane, so we took a walk together
after the late dinner.  Maybe this is why they have that Major guy
available all the time: for people like us who arrive at all hours and
aren't tired.  The air was so clean and fresh that it was like I was in an
oxygen tank or something.  This is how the whole world should be.  Once we
returned to the resort, and had looked around a bit, we retired to our
`sanctuary' where Colin and I lay together on the recliners.  He showed me
some of the cool things we could do all week, and I was so excited to get
started that I couldn't sleep at all.  Plus, it felt like I was at camp
since there was no wall to stop dragons or tetradactyl from flying in.  In
all fairness, it kinda looked like the place that might have those.  I made
sure to pull the netting around the bed so we at least had a fighting
chance.  Colin and I had the most amazing night in bed ever.  I think we
made love for several hours.  Personally, I felt like I was on some reality
show where people were watching, so maybe that's why I performed so well.
Of course when you have a guy as great as Colin with you all the time, it's
pretty difficult not to give it up to him.  He is still the hottest guy
I've ever known.  Don't tell him that either.  It over inflates his ego.  I
mean every time I watch his cock enter me, and his eight pack abs ripple
like they do as he makes love to me, I think my heart increases speed like
twenty times.  Then he leans down to kiss me and I almost lose it.  He
knows how to fuck me just the right way to make me cum without touching
myself, although I try not to so we last longer.  When it's my turn, his
ass is still as tight as any teenager, and cuddling with him that first
night, when we were finally exhausted, was incredible. The cooler night
breeze was just the perfect temperature to enjoy cuddling.  Like how
Goldilocks must have felt with the porridge...just right!

When we finally woke up, the sun was shining and the whole world was
looking in our missing wall.  Well, not really, as the sanctuary was
incredibly secluded, but it felt like that, so I pushed the netting back,
slid the covers down and rolled on top of Colin so I could make love to
him, while feeling like I was right out in the middle of the world.  I mean
it.  I'm so renovating our bedroom when we get home and the wall is coming
out.  I would be quite happy to spend the entire week in this suite and not
go anywhere as long as Corporal Domy brings me food.  We took our first dip
in the infinity pool after we got up, and as you lean on the edge of it and
look out at things, it truly is a spectacular site seeing the mountains
across the ocean with the boats in the distance.  Our first order of
business was breakfast, followed by horseback riding.  Note to self.  Don't
eat and then go bouncing up and down a trail like you're in a paint shaker.
I should have listened to my own advice to Justin when he put the kids on
the trampoline.  I had to stop twice as I felt like I was gonna hurl.  My
horse was well behaved though and loved apples.  We saw incredible trees in
the rainforest and when we got near the end, we were out on the beach where
we could ride the horses along the edge of the water.  This is like a
commercial for Old Spice, except the guy next to me was hotter...I'm
talking about Colin...in case you were confused about that.  We had lunch
at some cool ocean front restaurant and spent the rest of the day
exploring.

Over the next couple of days we didn't seem to stop doing unique things.
Colin and Major Domo had really outdone themselves.  I salute you Major!  I
always wondered if a civilian saluting a military guy is an insult, but I
didn't ask.  I'll just make sure to give him a big tip...and if I play my
cards right, the rest of the shaft too.  HA!

When Colin told me we were going to a mud pit, I thought maybe we'd run out
of good things to do, but what he didn't tell me was that it was a sulphur
mud bath coming from a volcano.  A freaking volcano!  Wait does that mean
he thinks I'm a virgin and he's trying to sacrifice me?  We took a tour
first and learned that it is an active volcano that last erupted over 200
years ago.  That's older than Colin!  Is now a good time to run away if he
overheard me say that?  We learned that the mud was good for sun burns,
arthritis, sore muscles and joints and could make you look up to 12 years
younger.

"Looks like you're sleeping with a 10 year old tonight," I said to Colin as
I kissed him on the cheek.

A couple of people around us laughed at my joke.  We changed and hit the
mud bath which was like warm pudding.  Not like volcano lava warm but hot
tub warm.  I've never had mud in so many places.  I think it even got in
places I didn't know I had places.  Once we were done soaking, and believe
me you can't stay in too long, we headed to a waterfall to wash off.  The
mud had caked on pretty good by then, and if someone had had a pressure
washing business, they would have made a fortune.  Thankfully there were
showers in the change rooms where we could get the mud out of the places
that the waterfall couldn't. I felt like one of those monkeys in the zoo as
I checked Colin for mud and he checked me.  By the way, if you go, I think
they should tell you to take old shorts.  I don't think ours will ever be
clean again, but it was a really fun activity.  Now I can say I've been
tossed into a volcano and been thrown back out.  (Probably the lack of
virginity thing).

The afternoon we did something cleaner and went on the jetovator.  That
thing is as scary as fuck.  Colin was way better at it than me, and I think
Alex would have loved it since he was still into extreme sports.  You can
stand or sit on this thing that's attached to a hose and when you pull the
levers it blasts water out and sends you into the air.  Way cool, but way
scary.  They had a tandem one which I did with Colin once, but I decided
that it was better to go in my own.  He wanted to go a million feet into
the air while I was quite happy with just 10 or 12 feet out of the water.
I have to admit though, it was super cool.  I'll buy Kyle one of those for
his birthday since it was like his paragliding thing except using water
instead of air.

Each night back in our suite, I think Colin and I had the best sex of our
lives.  It was just the most perfect environment for it, and I can't think
of anything more amazing.  We went snorkeling with turtles which was
interesting.  Never been in clear ocean water with turtles before.  Then we
did kite surfing; also fun.  Colin has his scuba diving ticket so we did a
little bit of that, but I never got to go as deep as he did as I had to be
tethered to a line like a two year old out with the class.  I might learn
to scuba dive when I get home as it was actually really enjoyable.

We returned to the hotel where a couple's massage awaited us in the suite.

"I thought we could use one," Colin grinned as we were introduced to our
masseuses.  "Plus, I figured you might like this.  I ordered a very special
massage," he whispered to me."  Colin's guy, Estoban, was a very
good-looking Spanish guy who spoke incredible English.  My guy was Clay and
was British.  His name fit him perfectly as he had been sculpted perfectly.
His chiseled face and light brown hair were attractive enough, but his
light blue eyes almost made me melt as I shook his hand.  Oh, yeah, I'll
happily let him massage me for 16 or 17 hours.  Both were dressed in white
shirts and shorts and had amazing tans.  These boys were no stranger to the
sun.  As Colin and I undressed to get on the tables looking out over the
ocean in front of our infinity pool.  Both masseuses held towels up in
front of us to give us some privacy, and then placed them over our asses
before giving them a triple fold to cover our butts.

The massage began with hot damp towels placed on our backs and legs.  It
felt great and I was sure my muscles instantly relaxed.  There is only one
problem with me getting massages.  It defeats the purpose.  It's supposed
to get you to relax, but without fail, one part of me tensed up instantly
and went hard as soon as I was touched.  I could feel the stirring beneath
me even before Clay touched me.  He began with the back of my head as I
stayed pressed into the face hole and stared at the ground.  I checked out
his bare feet which may or may not have been a good idea as I was beginning
to have a foot fetish now.  I always wondered why massage tables had a face
hole, but no penis hole.  Seems a bad design.  He massaged my head and I'm
pretty sure he did each strand of hair individually as my whole head was
feeling like mush by the time he was done.  He even did my ears.  I'm gonna
have droopy ears now, great...just great.  The came my shoulders and arms,
followed by fingers.  He wasn't in any hurry, and each part of me was left
like quivering goo when he was done with it.  I'll be so tranquil I won't
be able to stand up when this is over.  Clay worked every muscle, stopping
occasionally to dig in at a knot.  It hurt as first, but then felt
incredible. He worked knots out of my back and shoulders, thighs, and every
part of me that could get knots.  He'd be great with ropes, or untangling
the Christmas lights each year.  I think my shoes even untied themselves
out of respect for his skill.

Clay kneaded every muscles turning them to...(now I know you want me to say
`clay' at this point, but no) putty.  I was so relaxed that I'm sure my
body has never felt this good before.  Once he was done with my toes, they
were tingling.  I mean the little one had gone to market and was back
drinking wine now, it was so stress-free.  The towel was removed from my
ass and I felt more oil being applied.  He worked the side of each cheek
before digging in to the full muscles on each one.  He gently moved one leg
open and I felt his thumb work firmly down the inside of my crack and along
towards my entrance.  He pressed gently and worked back up again.  My ass
felt appreciated as he massaged it, and I was enjoying this so much I was
almost asleep at this point.  His fingers moved back down and I felt him
rub the back of my balls, again, gently but firmly, pressing on them.  He
applied more warm oil before his thumb slipped slowly and gently inside me
and went straight in to find my prostate.  I barely even felt it I was so
calm, but I'm sure I heard myself purr as he touched deep inside.  It
didn't last long, and when he pulled out, I almost begged him to go back
in; I felt disappointed when he put my legs back together again.  The table
moved and gave a slight creaking sound as I felt my masseuse get on and
straddle me.  He leaned forward and used his forearm to rub up the entire
length of my back.  I smiled to myself as I could feel his penis now laying
between my ass cheeks as he gently moved back and forth up and down my
back.  I'd been so into the massage that I never even heard him undress.
So, this is why Colin had arranged an in-room massage instead of one on the
beach like we'd seen earlier.  Good decision.  Clay didn't waste time as he
pressed the tip of what could only be his erection into the center of my
ass and expertly slid inside me.  I have been fucked a lot in my life, but
never has an entry felt so incredible.  He went in like a hot knife through
soft warm butter.  Once he was fully in, he lay down and ever so gently
massaged deep into my ass, while using his entire upper body to rub against
mine.  Even his toes were massaging parts of my legs.  If the idea of a
massage is to get you to relax, he'd done it.  I doubted there was a solid
bone left in my body, except perhaps for the one crushed between me and the
massage bed.

As slowly as he entered, he pulled out and climbed off the table, placing
the towel back over my ass again.  I was almost too comfortable to turn
over when he told me to.  I think I used every bit of energy I had left to
make the maneuver.  He held the towel in place and helped me into position.
He took another, smaller towel, and placed it over my eyes which was good
as it was bright in the room, or at least too bright to be staring up at
the ceiling.  As his hands worked themselves over my forehead, massaging
each inch of it and then down over my cheeks, jaw and behind my ears, I'm
pretty sure my whole body was vibrating in pleasure.  I mean Cole and Arden
were good, but this guy was a whole other level.  Anyone that can get your
eyebrows to relax has a real gift.  When he touched my neck and began to
head towards my chest, I could feel my penis twitch, and if he touched me
in the wrong spot, the towel across my waist was gonna fire across the room
like a catapult.  He worked each pec individually and pinched my nipples
gently.  They stood up instantly to acknowledge the attention.  He gently
worked the rest of my chest and abs, sliding his fingers into my hips the
massage firmly.  Then it was on to my legs, which got the same thorough
attention.  I can't even count how many times he brushed against my balls,
and I was sure if I'd had the energy I'd have actually cum by now.

Once he was done with my calves, he bent my knee and got back on the table
with me.  He lifted my ankle onto his shoulder and pressed forward,
stretching me.  He removed the towel from my waist and I just knew that my
erection was now fully visible to him.  I just hoped I hadn't poured a half
liter of precum all over myself or this could be extremely embarrassing.
He rubbed his hands the full length of my leg as he stretched it and pushed
forward.  I felt his penis touch against my ass again, and with just as
much ease as before he returned inside me and began to move back and forth
in time with the stretching he was doing with my leg.  My penis was
obviously twitching furiously and there was nothing I could do to prevent
it.  I think Clay got the clear message that I was enjoying myself.  He
lowered the leg gently, before lifting up the other one and doing exactly
the same thing to it, rubbing the full length of it.  Once he was done, he
kept it there and I felt the palm of one hand slide under my erection and
lift it up slightly.  He used his two thumbs to gently massage the tip of
my penis before moving to the frenulum and work it.  He took his time
moving down the shaft until he was fondling each testicle in his fingers,
massaging them with just the right pressure.  It was now safe to say that
no part of my body had gone unmassaged and I was completely in an altered
state of being.  He began to move his penis in and out of me at a slightly
faster rate, as one hand gripped my penis firmly and began to masturbate
me.  There was no way to stop what happened.  I grunted and shot what could
best be described as the most powerful orgasm I've ever had.  The first jet
hit my chin, while multiple shots after that flooded my chest.  I wasn't
sure if I was cumming or peeing there was so much.  I closed my eyes tight
as if that would make it less visible to Clay who was getting a front row
seat to the fireworks.  As soon as my intense climax subsided, he gently
lay my penis back down and pulled out of me.  He lowered my leg and climbed
off the table.  I felt a warm cloth begin to rub my chest.  I wondered if
perhaps a shop vac, or mop might have been more appropriate but he kept
cleaning me up as professionally as the rest of the massage had been.  He
covered me in a nice oil and then a couple of large warm towels were placed
over me as if I were being tucked in, and I was left alone.  I should have
got up to thank him with a kiss or hug, or something, but I couldn't move.
When I awoke, after having dozed off to an incredible dream, I took the
towel off my eyes. I was still in the same place, not having moved at all.
The room had a scent of vanilla and the gentle breeze from outside made it
feel as if I were in an oasis.  I'm assuming the vanilla was coming from
the multiple candles that were burning around the suite.  Colin was already
awake and sitting up in his fluffy white robe.

"How long was I out?"  I asked sitting up and reaching for a robe that had
been left for me as well.

"About an hour," he grinned.  "I just got up myself."

I put the robe on and went to get off the table.  My legs were like jelly,
so I was right about Clay turning my bones to mush.  Even the bone that
never goes to mush...was mush!  I moved slowly over to the lounger beside
Colin and sat right up against him.  "Now that was a massage."

"I'll say.  I've never felt anything like that at all, and I've had a few
massages in my life," Colin agreed.

"We gotta hire those guys to live with us and put us to sleep every night,"
I grinned.

"No shit, right?  I'm assuming you got the full treatment?"

"I hope so, because I can't imagine them doing much more than that.  I've
never cum that hard in my entire life.  You?"

"Same.  I almost lost it when he did the first prostate massage, but once
he went in again, I knew I wouldn't last long," he admitted.

"I wonder how many times we can hire them in one day," I grinned.

"I'm not sure I have the energy for more than one of those a day," Colin
grinned as he reached and took my hand.  We sat there looking out over the
ocean at the mountains and it couldn't have been more idyllic.  "Are you
hungry?"  He asked.

"Starving, but I don't think I could move to get anything.  Do you think
that Captain Modo could feed us?"  I suggested.

"Major-domo," Colin chuckled.  "Probably.  How about we have him bring us a
drink and some snacks.  Then we can go out to dinner."

"Sounds great.  I'll page the Major."  He arrived just moments later and
took our order.  I think I fell asleep again while we waited for the drinks
to arrive, as the next thing I knew the Major was back beside us putting
the drinks out.

"Thanks.  I should have taken a shower before this arrived," I said smiling
at him.  "I'm still all oily from the massage."

"I'd be happy to assist you with that if you wish.  I know it can be
difficult to get your back."

I looked over at Colin, who was also awake, and smirked at me without
saying anything.

"That would be very helpful.  I'd hate to go out to dinner covered in oil."

"I'll prepare the shower for you," he said as he headed to the bathroom.
It was as open as the rest of the room, so I could still see him as he got
out the things he would need.

Colin leaned in and whispered to me.  "Are you sure you have the energy?"

"Are you kidding?  He's seriously cute.  I'll find the energy, even if it
kills me," I whispered back.  He just shook his head as I dragged my
relaxed ass out of the lounge chair and headed over to the bathroom.  I
undid the tie around my waist and Major hottie slid the robe off me and
hung it up.  I entered the glass shower and then watched as the young guy
undressed, folding his clothes neatly on the counter revealing each part of
his body bit by bit.  He was beautifully tanned, and by the time he was
down to his black boxer briefs, I'm pretty sure you know where my mind was.
Where it always is...  He didn't hesitate as he slipped his shorts off
revealing his tan lines and then turned to grab a wash cloth and loofah.
His penis was one of those that looks like it's partially erect even when
it's not as it hangs over a full tight ball sac.  He was uncut, but in such
a way that the head was poking half way out of the foreskin.  I'm pretty
sure I licked my lips as I looked him over as he got what he needed to join
me in the shower.  "Thanks for the help.  I'm guessing you're not shy."

"Not at all.  I hope you're okay with this too," he said with a beautiful
smile as he soaped up a loofah and began washing my back.

"I'm great with it.  If you don't mind me saying, this is great service,
and it helps that you have a very nice body. I guess since we're in the
shower together, I should find out your name."

"It's Darius," he smiled.

"Nice to meet you Darius.  I'm Justin and my partner out there is Colin,
but then you probably already knew that."

"Yes, sir," he nodded.  "But we're only allowed to call you sir."

"Well, while you're in the suite, you can call us by our first name.  I
mean I can't keep calling you Major Modo, can?"

"Domo," he chuckled.

"When do you get promoted to General Domo?"

"It's not a military position," he said as his face lit us with a smile
that showed just how cute he really was.  It's a hyphenated
word. Major-domo.  I think it translates to mean head of a household, but
they use it here because it sounds cooler, I guess."

"See, I learned something new today.  Are you local?"

"I am now.  I've only been here for about six months.  I left home as soon
as I turned 16 and a friend got me this job."

"Well you're very good at it," I acknowledged as he carefully washed each
part of me as if he were buffing a car.  "What happens if you get paged
while you're in here with me?"

"Oh, I won't.  Each major-domo is assigned exclusively to a suite.  When
you return to the resort, we get a page to let us know you're back, and
then we have to make sure we're available within two minutes if you need
us.  I work from four to midnight."

"What do you do when we're not here?"

"I have other chores to do.  I refresh your suite, do laundry.  Help out
around the resort until you return.  I like this shift better than the
overnight one.  That usually gets a little boring.  The morning one is
okay, but mostly it's just people waking up and getting ready to head out
for the day."

"Do you offer this kind of personal service to everyone?"

He gave a nervous laugh.  "No, but you gentlemen seem very nice and I
thought I'd do something special for you.  I don't meet a lot of gay guys
here."

"You figured out we're gay, huh?"  I grinned.

"Sorry, I just sort of assumed because I saw you holding hands when you
went out."

"Good observation.  Are you gay?"

"Yes," he said quite comfortably.  "I hope that's okay."

"It's perfect.  Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No.  I keep pretty busy working so I don't have a lot of time for a real
relationship.  I'm saving as much money as I can."

"Are you planning on going to University?"

"No.  I want to travel and see as much of the world as I possible while I'm
young and that takes money.  I figure I'll work hard for a couple years and
then see what else is out there."

"Great goals.  I think you'll do well travelling, especially since you're
obviously good with people.  Maybe we'll even see you in Vancouver one day.
We'd love to show you around."

"Is that where you're from?  I definitely want to see Canada.  The CN tower
and the Rocky Mountains.  Are those close to you?"

"The Rockies are certainly closer than the CN tower.  That's in Toronto at
the other end of the country.  I'm guessing five thousand kilometers from
us.  The Rockies are about an eight hour drive.  Ten if you want to get to
Banff."

"Five thousand kilometers?  Wow, Canada's big huh?"

Yep, she's a show'r not a grow'r," I joked, carrying on the conversation in
the shower as he got on his knees behind me to do my legs, both front and
back, asking me to hold the wall and lift up my feet one at a time so he
could scrub the bottom of them.  I was more than happy to oblige.  Needless
to say, by the time he stood back up, I was sporting an erection despite my
best efforts to keep myself under control.  "Would you travel with friends
or by yourself?"

"I dunno.  Probably by myself.  I mean if I meet people, or find something
to do that I want to spend more time at, I don't want to have to worry
about someone else's schedule."

"I did that when I travelled, and I agree, it gives you a lot of freedom.
You're outgoing and very cute, so I'm sure you'll meet lots of guys.  Just
make sure you know whether the country you're going to is friendly towards
gay guys or not."

"Yeah, that's what my friend said.  He warned me that in some countries you
could be thrown in jail for being gay, or worse."

"True."

"Canada's okay though, right?"

"Definitely.  Very open country.  You'll have a boyfriend in every city by
the time you're done seeing the world."

"That would be fun," He said as he stood up.  "If you'd like to turn
around, I can do your front now."

I smiled to myself.  "Okay, but just a warning.  With you working on my
back like that and having a cute guy like you naked in here with me, I have
an erection.  Hope that doesn't make you uncomfortable," I said turning my
head to look back at him.

He gave me a big grin.  "Not at all.  I'm enjoying this too," he admitted.

I turned around to find that he was as hard as I was, and it was a nice
thick cock that fit his body perfectly.  We checked each other out for a
few seconds before he regained his composure and began washing my
shoulders.  I wanted to reach out and wash his cock for him, but there was
only one loofah.  It would mean I'd have to use my hand on his bare skin.
Wink wink...

He continued talking as he looked right at me.  "I know this probably isn't
professional, but when they mentioned that a gay couple was staying here, I
volunteered to be your major-domo.  I was hoping maybe I could find out
more about being gay by being around you for a week.  I only know what I
learned on the internet and from my friend, so it's kinda limited."

"I think that's very professional.  What kind of things were you hoping to
learn?"

"Just how it might be different than being straight, apart from the
obvious.  There aren't a lot of gay guys that show up on this island.  Most
go to the islands where they can get naked, or that have a gay scene."

"Well, here's a secret that you can take with you everywhere.  Just be
yourself.  The only difference between being gay or straight is who you
like to sleep with.  My friends and I joke that the only real difference is
straight couples have the girl to say no to sex, whereas two guys are
always horny and never say no to each other."

"That's what my friends at home say.  They say girls are cock blockers.
Does that mean that gay guys have lots more sex?"

"In my experience, yes."

"I wish I had more experience, but I'm hoping that when I travel I'll get
to learn lots of different things and cultures.  Do you think being gay is
the same everywhere?"

"I think so.  I suppose it depends on how you get treated by others though
as to how comfortable you are in the real world.  I mean Colin and I don't
have any issues going out and holding hands or being affectionate with each
other, but I suppose if people were calling us names or trying to attack
us, we might be more cautious in public.  That's what I meant by knowing
about the country you're going to.  Even places like the United States.
You might be really comfortable in California or New York as a gay couple,
but in the redneck states, you might find it less tolerant, so you'd want
to be a bit more reserved."

"I heard that.  Is Canada like that?"

"Not as much, but I'm sure there are some places where people have less
exposure to it.  Vancouver, Toronto, Montreal.  Those are the most tolerant
cities, but with equal rights everywhere in the country, it's pretty safe
most places."

Darius nodded.  "I'm mostly done washing the oil off you.  Ummm, the only
part I haven't done is your penis."

"And would you like to?"  I said with a grin.

"If you want me to, sure."

"May I ask you a personal question, Darius?"

"Sure, anything," he said looking directly into my eyes.

"Are you a virgin?"

"Like how'd you mean?"

"Have you been fucked, or fucked anyone?"

"Like guys, or girls?"

"You tell me."

"I've never been with a girl, but I've been with a couple guys.  I got to
fuck both of them and then one guy did it to me, so I guess I'm not(?) a
virgin."

"If you've fucked, you're not a virgin," I confirmed.  What do you like
most about sex?"

"I think I like everything.  I wasn't sure I'd like having something in my
bum, but it turned out okay.  I'd liked to do more to know for sure though,
and I loved doing the fucking.  Mostly I like being with someone and seeing
what'll happen.  I think that's the fun part."

"You like spontaneity?"

"Yeah, as long as I can plan ahead," he said giving a cute little laugh at
his own joke. "Yeah, I like spontaneity.  I think that makes it more
interesting," he nodded.

"I'd agree with that.  I mean this seems pretty spontaneous to me.  If you
want to keep going until you sure I'm free of oil, I'd love that, but maybe
you want more?"

"What about the gentleman in the other room?"

"He'd want more too," I laughed.  "Don't worry.  Colin and I may be
married, but we have a completely open relationship.  Would you like to get
the oil off him next?"

"I'd love to," he grinned.  "You're both really okay with this?"

"More than okay.  How about I be blunt?  If you'd really want some
experience with sex, how would you like a three-way?"

"With both of you at the same time?"  He asked as his eyes went wide, and
his penis twitched.

"Only if that's something you think you'd like," I said quickly.

"Oh, it's something I'd like.  I mean I have no idea how to do it, but I've
thought about it a lot."

"We're here for the rest of the week, so maybe when we're in the suite and
you're on shift, you can hang out in here with us.  You could join us in
the pool, or in bed or whatever mood you're in."

"Oh wow!  I'd love to do that.  I mean I thought it'd be cool to get to
know you and maybe learn about being gay; and I guess I kinda hoped I'd get
to see you naked, but I never thought it'd be more than that.  You'd really
want sex with me?  Most guests just want me to run and do errands for
them."

"We're not most guests, but I'm sure lots of guests have hit on you.  I
don't believe for a moment that we're the first," I said as I moved
slightly closer so that our penises were touching each other.

He blushed slightly.  "Ummm, I've had some hit on me.  I mean women.  The
thing that happens the most is that someone might be coming out of the pool
or shower when I arrive with something they ordered and I see them without
clothes.  Sometimes, they forget they ordered a meal, and when I arrive
they're having sex, but we're trained to just ignore it and put things out
and leave like we're invisible."

"Well, we don't want you to be invisible.  In fact, the more visible the
better," I said looking at him as I reached up and touched his arm.  He
shook slightly.  "Is this part of your Captain Homo service?"

"Major-domo, he said swallowing hard as I ran my hand up his arm to his
shoulder.  "No, we're not allowed to have sex with the guests.  Even if I
saw you out in the town somewhere, I wouldn't be allowed to do anything as
it's not professional.  They said it could be a bad image."

"I think it's a great image," I smiled.  "What about the major-domo's that
work the midnight to 8 shift?  Are they allowed to sleep with guests?"

"God, no.  That's the worst shift.  We have to do laundry and clean the
resort.  It sucks," he said trying to answer questions honestly while his
hormones were racing at full speed throughout his entire body.

"That's too bad, but I'm glad you're working this shift.  Want me to tell
you something?  I thought you were super cute from the moment I saw you," I
said as I moved my hand down and gently ran it over his erection and then
to his balls.  He shivered at my touch.  I put my other hand on the back of
his head and ran it through his hair.

"Oh god.  I've dreamed about something like this happening my entire life,"
he gushed.

"Then let's make those dreams come true, shall we?"  I said as I leaned in
and kissed him.  He responded quickly and didn't hesitate to open his mouth
and get into tongue action immediately.  For someone claiming to be so
inexperienced he seemed pretty confident to me.  I moved my hand off his
erection and let it slide between my legs as I fused our bodies together
and let my penis lay up against his stomach.  I loved the feel of his soft
hands on my ass as we pressed hard into each other.  We kissed for a few
minutes before taking a break.  He was breathing so heavy I though maybe he
was hyperventilating.  His penis was leaking pre-cum by the gallon to
clearly show his excitement.  "I don't think you ever got around to washing
the oil off my dick," I said grinning at him.

"Oh right!  Yeah, sorry," he said as he wiped his lips and grabbed the wash
cloth.  Good thing he wasn't planning on using the loofah, or there would
be a white mess all over him by the time he finished.  He got on his knees
right in front of me and gently washed the oil of the last part of my body.
When he was done, he just held onto it and moved it from side to side as if
he was checking for any spots he missed.

"Feel free to do anything you want while you're down there," I offered.  He
looked up at me and I smiled and nodded.  He returned the smile and looked
back at my erection.  He played with it for a few more seconds before
moving his head in and licking the tip of it.  I guess that's one way to
check if it's oil free.  It didn't take much encouragement after that
before he was sliding it the rest of the way into his mouth, with me
steadying myself with hands on the top of his head.  I wanted to fuck his
face hard, but for now I was being gentle.  No way I want to scare the boy
off before I've bred his tight little untanned ass.  I pulled back after a
couple minutes and had him stand up.  "Unless you want this to be over
before it gets started, I suggest we go a little slower.  I think you've
had more experience than you let on."

"Was I okay?"  He asked looking at me again as he pressed against me.

"You were great.  You have some serious skills there, Darius."

"Really?  I just learned that on my own.  I mean you kinda just figure it
out as you do it.  My friend and I did mostly blowjobs and kissing, so I
think maybe I picked up a few things."

"I'd say you picked up a lot.  Now if you're that good at the rest of it, I
might just have to put you in my luggage and take you home with us."

"I'd like that.  I've never travelled suitcase class before.  How do you
declare me at customs though?"

"As a service boy, and that if they don't allow you in it's
discrimination."

"Like a service dog?"  He grinned.

"That depends...are you any good at doggy style?"

He laughed.  "See!  This is the kinda thing that you don't here around
here.  This is fun.  What would you like to do next?"

"Well, I can't even begin to slow my brain down enough to think right now.
I mean there's so much we could do.  I could blow you to return the favour,
or I could rim you.  You could fuck me, or I bend you over and slide into
that amazing as and give you your second fuck of your life.  Maybe we go to
the bed and let Colin watch us do all of that, which would make him horny,
and then he'd have to try you after me."

"I think I love everything you just said.  I never thought in my whole life
something like this would actually happen.  It's like a porn, or one of
those erotic novels you read."

"Hey, sometimes you have to make your own fantasies come true," I said to
him.  "How about before we both end up blasting each other with cum, we get
Colin in here and get him cleaned up too.  Then we can really get dirty!"
I said as I backed away slightly.

"Okay, yeah.  Sure. I think that's a good idea," he agreed, whether he
believed it or not.

"Colin!"  I called out.  "Your turn."

Moments later he appeared in the bathroom area and smiled as he looked at
us in the shower together.  "Hmmm, must have been a good shower.  Are you
oil free?"

"I'll say.  Darius here is the best Captain Homo on the island," I said
giving him a big cheesy grin.

"He means major-domo," Darius corrected.

"Do I?  Are you sure?"

We stepped out of the shower and I wrapped myself in one of the oversize
big fluffy towels as I watched Darius help Colin out of his robe and lead
him into the shower.  He repeated his washing process on Colin as I stood
watching.  I raised my eyebrows and smiled at Colin as I saw him get hard
from the attention.  "He's pretty good at that, huh?"  Our major-homo is
amazing, am I right?

"Major-domo.  Sorry about him, he's a slow learner," Colin said shaking his
head as he looked at Darius.

"Nuh uh!" I said put my hand out to take hold of his cock.  "Major Homo.
He's gay and doesn't get to meet many other gay guys."  I watched as Darius
rubbed the loofah over Colin's ass and then down his legs.  While he was
down on his knees, I told Colin to turn around to get the oil of his cock.

"I think he needs the oil scrubbed off that too.  I'd use the loofah, we
want to make sure he's really clean," I teased.

"I don't think he'd like that very much," Darius replied ruining my fun.
"You guys are awesome.  Thanks for letting me help you."

"I think we're the ones that should thank you," Colin replied.  "You're the
one doing all the work around here.  We're just being completely lazy."

"That's the idea," Darius grinned as he washed Colin's package.  "I think I
have all the oil off," he announced as he put the wash cloth aside."

"Are you sure?  I think you might need to check it with your tongue.
That's always a good indicator of whether it's oil free.  I put my hand in
to take hold of Colin's erection and push it down toward Darius' mouth.
The boy never hesitated and swallowed it down to the base.  "He's pretty
good huh?"

"I'll say.  How far did you two go?"

"Just this far.  I thought maybe we could give him some real fun by taking
him to bed with us.  Would you like us to fuck you?"

Darius gave us a huge smile.  "I'd love it!  Ummm, but could I ask a couple
favours?"

"Sure," I replied not really caring what his favours were as long as we
were going to share that bright white ass.  I mean it was so white compared
to how tanned the rest of him was that it was almost blinding.  Totally a
cute look, and at least it looked like he wore speedos and not board shorts
when he went to the beach.

"You can say no if you want, `cause I know this is gonna sound strange, but
when I was 14 and my friend put his penis in my ass; which was the only
time I've been fucked, I kinda stared at it as he went in."

"You were on your back, I assume?"  Colin grinned.

"Yeah.  I stared so hard that he said that old line `take a picture why
don't you.  It'll last longer.'  So once he was finished, I did.  We
laughed and he said I should take a picture of all the dicks that go in my
ass so I can remember them.  Would you let me take pictures of yours?"

Colin laughed.  "A photo album of all the penises you've visited.  Nice.
Plus with the date stamp and geo tagging, you'll know exactly when and
where you got fucked each time.  Good thing you never take pictures of all
the penises that use you, Justin.  You'd have needed several large memory
cards by now."

"Asshole!" I said trying to sound annoyed.  "But he's probably right," I
nodded looking at Darius.  "Fine by me.  I'd totally be into that.  Maybe
we can take a picture of the three of us together when we're done so we can
remember you too.  A nice naked shot with the mountains and ocean in the
background."

"Sweet.  When you fuck me, can you go slow please?  Like I said I've only
done it once and he wasn't as big as you guys."

"Agreed.  But by the time we leave, I'm sure you be jumping on our dicks."

"I hope so!"  He said still grinning wildly.

I guess we had our vacation slut for the rest of the week.  I'm just
kicking myself that we didn't do this on night one.  Everyone needs one of
these major-homos when they go away for those times when you're bored.  We
finished up in the shower and headed back to the bedroom and climbed on the
bed.  I sixty-nined with Darius as we lay on our sides.  Colin lay the same
direction as me and bent Darius' top leg up so he could get in between and
begin licking his balls.  We took the opportunity to make sure our lips
touched as we shared Captain Homo for the first time.  I think Darius was
enjoying himself as he stopped sucking my dick a few times to moan as he
was being used.  When Colin moved to pull his ass cheeks apart and bury his
face in the almost virgin ass, I stopped to watch as he tongue penetrated
him.  Darius jumped slightly at the sensation and then to let us know how
much he was enjoying it.  He deep throated my cock, almost choking himself.
We played like that for a while until I told Darius to flip over and suck
Colin's cock.  I made it sound like I was doing Colin a favour, but I
really wanted to eat the boy's ass.  I've never had major-domo ass before
and it sounded delicious.  I think what I had was officially called
major-domo ass ala-Colin.  I ate him out as deep as my tongue would go,
tasting the sweetness that only comes from a boy who enjoys providing
service.  I pushed my finger against his hole to feel it wink at me and I
was actually surprised at how easily I slipped inside him.  He was perfect
for fucking and it's no wonder he enjoyed it when he lost his cherry.
Today, he's not only going to find his cherry gone, but he's gonna feel the
tree that the cherry grew on.  My penis...that's the tree. I like to be
clear about these things.  I mean it is called wood, right?
Therefore...tree!

Then it was time to fuck.  We decided that we should fuck him first as we
knew from past newbies that as soon as they put their dick in you, they
usually climaxed and needed a break.  So far Darius was holding on and
hadn't gone soft since he'd first gotten naked, but you could see he was
right on the bubble.  A nice stiff dick in his ass would calm him down for
a bit as he experienced the initial pain.  After that, there'd be no
stopping him.  Colin pulled him to the side of bed as he planned on
standing while our service professional service man lay and watched.

"Can I take those pictures of your penises before you fuck me?  I'd like
ones of them erect, if that's okay."

We agreed and he jumped off the bed and ran to grab his phone from his
clothes and ran back.  Colin and I let him take close-up pictures of our
cocks from a couple different angles.  I think he favoured the ones from
the side where he could see everything and get our tight balls framed
nicely in the shot.  I decided that we should have some of his cock too
since that only seemed fair.  I snuck in a couple pictures of his ass once
we had him on the side of the bed with his legs up.

"Ummm, will I be able to...you know...fuck you guys too?  Or do you only do
me in three-way things?"

"You can do whatever you like to whoever you want," I assured him.  I mean
it goes without saying really, but since he was a relative newbie, I said
it.  He nodded and smiled as I told Colin he should go first so I could
watch Darius' hole open up.

Colin stood at the side of the bed and lubed his cock as I leaned in and
stroked Darius, pulling up his balls to get a better view.  It also allowed
Darius to prop himself up on his elbows a bit so he could watch.  Darius
handed me his phone and asked if I could take one of it going in, and one
when it was all the way in.

"I guess this will be additional types of pictures for the collection now
huh?  First the penises that have fucked you and then the actual fuck.  The
only type we'll need after that is the cum running out of your ass," I
teased, which Darius thought sounded hot.

"I'll end up jerking myself to death looking at these after you go home."

I grabbed my camera as well as his to get ready for the entry shot.  Colin
put Darius' feet up on the side of the bed and went down to rim him.  I sat
on the bed rubbing Darius' chest and playing with his cock.  Once Colin had
him nicely slicked up and had tongue probed the sweet ass, he used lube to
finger into him, and just before he coated his cock, I took a picture of it
and showed Darius who said it was perfect.  I could have told him that.
Colin has a great penis.  I should know, I've used it a couple times.

"Here we go," Colin announced as he began to push at Darius' cute bright
white entrance.  Our major-domo just held his breath as he anticipated the
penetration.

"Breathe," I told him.  "Just relax your ass and push out.  It'll feel
better that way.  Once Colin's in, you can clamp it tight and really give
him a tight fuck."

"He's already tight," Colin announced.  "Any tighter and he'll cut off my
circulation."

"See, he's a romantic," I giggled as I moved my dick close to Darius' face
so he had something to play with.  He used his hand at first as he was
focused on watching Colin enter him.  He moved his free hand to Colin's
thigh a few times to warn him to slow down.  It took a couple of times, and
a lot more lube before anything happened.  Then, even without me seeing it
go in, I knew as soon as he'd been penetrated as he jumped and his hand
shot to Colin's thigh to stop him.

"Oww!  Fuck that's a big cock," he complained, or complimented...hard to
tell which.  "Give me a second."

Colin paused and wrapped his hand around Darius' shaft and gently stroked
his penis to calm him down as he moved his cock back and forth in the
tight, basically virgin, ass.  We both saw Darius relax so I reached over
and poured some additional lube on Colin's shaft as he continued deep into
him.  Darius was breathing hard and sweating as he took all of Colin's
cock.  See, this is why they need air conditioning in these suites, and a
fourth wall.  I leaned down and gave Darius a blowjob as I watched Colin
fuck him using his entire length inside the boy.

"Amazing look!  His hole is almost fused around your cock baby.  Fuck him
faster honey.  Let's see what he can handle," I said seductively as I
straddled Darius' head and pushed my cock into his mouth as I went down on
him and watched Colin intensify his efforts.

"I might cum soon," Darius said panting a warning as he paused sucking my
dick.

"If you cum, will you want to stop, or can you keep going?"  I asked.

"I can keep going.  I never want this to end," he replied like every horny
guy before the climax.

Colin pounded him hard and I was sure I could smell smoke.  Darius grunted
and shoved his ass up forcing his cock deep down my throat and jettisoned
his load.  I counted at least three powerful blasts as I swallowed as fast
as I could.  He relaxed back down onto the bed and I got off him.

"That was awesome, Major hottie!"  I said looking at him as he tried to get
his breathing back under control.

Colin kept going and claimed into him just moments later.

"My turn baby," I said licking my lips at the thought of getting into that
awesome looking hole.  "Flip over onto your hands and knees.  I wanna take
you doggy style."

Darius didn't hesitate to comply and his dick still hadn't lost any of its
strength as it remained hard.  Now that's a talent I'd like to have.  Don't
worry, we'll get that thing back soft, even if it means we have to drain it
for the next four hours.

I fucked him using Colin's cum as lube and he grunted as my slightly bigger
cock buried itself fully into his ass.  I was going to go easy on him, but
Colin had done such a great job of opening him up, that I went in with
reasonably no difficulty.  As I fucked him, he moaned with each thrust.

"Oh god!  This is my new favorite thing in the whole world.  I love getting
fucked," he exclaimed.

"Good, because it's gonna happen a lot," I said as I rubbed his back and
clamped onto his shoulders.  He was getting louder and louder as I went
faster and harder.

"I'm gonna cum again," he announced, and I smiled.  Yeah, this boy was made
for sex.  I pulled him upright so that he was just on his knees with his
legs spread wide and I reached down to take hold of his cock and stroke
him.  Colin moved in front and got down to take him into his mouth.  He
didn't have to wait long to be rewarded as Darius loudly announced when his
next orgasm arrived.  I have no idea if he shot a lot or a little, but
Colin stayed down on him until he was finished.

I didn't cum inside him, pulling out before he fully came down from the
climax.  He rolled onto his back looking exhausted, but smiling like his
face was stuck like that.  Turn around so I can cum all over the pretty
face," I said as I jerked off, almost ready to unload.  He wasted no time
getting under me and waiting for his present.  "Close your eyes.  Here it
comes!"  I said as I shot all over his lips and nose, lightly flooding him.
I smiled when I saw his tongue lick some of it up.  Colin ran and grabbed a
towel so we could clean him up.

"I think we should all take a break," Colin suggested.  "Justin and I are
heading out to dinner for a couple hours.  We'd invite you, but we'll be
here in the resort, and I'm sure that would be against the rules,
especially while you're working."

"That's for sure.  It does seem like having dinner wouldn't be that big a
deal considering I've broken pretty much every rule in the book by having
sex with you, but I'd get fired for sure."

"We can page you when we return, if you'd like to come back.  Maybe we
could all go swimming and who know, we might all be recharged after that
and can go another round before your shift is over," I suggested.

"I'd love to."

"Great!  Make sure you get something to eat too. I mean you did burn up a
lot of calories in the past couple hours," Colin said helpfully.  "Would
you like some money to buy a nice dinner?"

"Thanks, but the resort supplies meals for us.  I don't have to pay for
them which is nice, and it's really good food too."

We all got dressed and made ourselves presentable.  Darius headed out first
to get back to his job, while Colin and I strolled out shortly afterward to
head up to the restaurant for a really romantic dinner. I don't think they
deliberately tried to make it romantic, but being in the open air with the
stars above us and the candle lit table, it was romantic by design.  "That
was one of the best days ever," I said to Colin as we drank a glass of
wine.  "Those massages took so much out of me that I was pretty sure that
I'd never have energy again."

"But somehow you bounced right back as soon as you had help washing off the
oil," he teased.

"So did you!"

"True.  I have to admit, it was a truly perfect day.  I think we're gonna
sleep like babies tonight."  I opened my mouth to reply and he looked at
me.  "Don't even think of saying that that means you'll wet the bed and cry
all night.  You really need some new material."

I laughed and shut my mouth fast.  "Okay, so you know me.  God, I'm turning
into my Dad already.  I thought I had lots of years before that would
happen.  He told the same jokes and the same stories for years.  I could
have told them I heard them so often.  You're right I need new material.
Oh, speaking of that, wanna see the pictures we took earlier in the suite?"

Colin shook his head.  "Not the kind of new material I had in mind, but you
can show them to me while we're in bed."

"Oh, that seems unfair.  I'm not enough for you, huh?  You need the
pictures of our `guest' to make you horny?"

"Yep.  Like I said you need new material," he joked as we clinked glasses.

"I'll give you new material.  Just you wait!"  I chuckled.  I knew he was
kidding as we always had great sex together.

We ate dinner slowly and then went for a walk holding hands enjoying the
fresh air.  It was about 10pm when we got back to the suite and I
immediately buzzed for Darius, who appeared almost before I'd taken my hand
off the button.

"How was dinner, gentlemen?"  He asked as he came into the room and closed
the door.

"Dinner was awesome.  Dessert should be even better if you get those
clothes off," I smiled.  He wasted no time getting naked and leaving his
clothes neatly folded on a nearby stool at the door.  Colin and I undressed
and we hit the pool together.

"I've never actually been in one of the infinity pools," Darius remarked as
he leaned over the side and looked out at the mountains and ocean.  "It's
an incredible view."

"I'd have to agree with that," Colin replied as he swam up next to him.

"The only better view is if the two of you hitch those asses up out of the
water and I can see the full moons tonight," I suggested.  They did it and
I took a couple pictures.  I don't think they'd expected that, but loved
the look of them when I showed the shots.  Darius had one of those asses
that you could see his hole even when he wasn't pulling his cheeks open,
which only made him that much sexier.  He asked if I'd mind sending those
to him, which of course I was happy to do.  We fooled around a bit with
kissing and blowjobs, and just a little bit of rimming.  We didn't fuck as
we were really enjoying the casual mood, which seemed perfect as the day
came to an end.  About 15 minutes before the end of his shift, Darius got
dressed and headed out saying that he'd be back tomorrow.

"When are your days off?"  Colin asked.

"We don't get days off when we've been assigned to a guest.  The
major-domos you get on arrival stay with you until departure.  Then we have
the option of taking a few days off, or being assigned to another guest
right away.  Depending of course on how busy the resort is."

"Sounds like an awesome job," I told him.

"It certainly has its perks.  This week being one of the best perks ever in
my whole life."

We walked him to the door and kissed him goodnight.  He strolled out every
bit as professional as when he arrived.  This is truly living the dream.
Colin and I didn't have the energy for sex that night, but we had one of
the best sleeps ever as we curled up with each other wrapped in our
comforter, surrounding by the white bed screen, and still without that
wall.  I think I woke up briefly around 3am wondering if I should page the
overnight major-domo to check him out, but then I looked over at Colin
asleep beside me and cuddled back against him.  The next morning, we began
the day with an hour of wake up sex.  Why waste a perfectly good morning
boner when you have someone as hot as Colin next to you?  That is the best
if you ask me.  We showered and got ready before heading to breakfast.  We
could order breakfast to our room, but it was nice to interact with the
other guests of the hotel each day.  It might have also been that I didn't
trust myself with another major-domo.  What if we had all three on the go
for the week?  I'd be exhausted from our vacation.

"Today, I thought we'd take a boat out into the sea and have a nice day out
on the water," Colin suggested as we had breakfast.

"Sounds perfect.  I still can't believe the colour of that water.  We'll be
able to see all the whales, sharks and lost civilizations down there as we
go over them," I grinned.

"Just try not to sleep with Aquaman if you find him," he joked.  At least I
think he was joking.

"Nah, he's probably into mermaids."

"Have you ever wondered about that?"  Colin asked.

"What?"

"How a merman and mermaid have sex?  I mean their whole bottom half is
fish.  Just seems like it might be difficult," he said trying not to break
into a smile.

"Maybe they come on land, dry off and revert to humans; have sex and then
go back in the water," I reasoned.

"Yeah, that's probably it," he agreed as our crazy thinking moment came to
an end.

We went to reception and got into the car waiting to take us to the marina.
The rental boat was almost as cool as the suite we had.  It was called the
Coral See, and once on board it was obvious where it got its name.  It had
a glass bottom across the majority of the bow that allowed us to view the
water beneath.  Again, something else missing a wall.  It must be a theme
here.  We headed slowly into the ocean and found that idyllic spot to
anchor.  Both of us decided that clothes just weren't required as we dove
into the warm water and swam around in the beautiful surroundings.  Once
we'd had enough of that, we lay on the deck chairs side by side with our
heads hanging over the end looking through the glass to watch the ocean
life go by, and it was fascinating.  There must be a billion types of fish.
I understand the appeal of a fish tank now.  It wasn't dissimilar to the
glass ceiling in the adult play room if you thought about it.  Tiny
tadpoles going by with larger things chasing them at times trying to catch
them.  Occasionally getting swallowed up...  We had taken a bottle of wine
with us and shared it along with some snacks that were on board already.
We were so focused on the view below the boat that we almost never heard
the sail boat pulled up beside us.

A young couple were on board and called out.  "Hi!  Permission to tie up
and come aboard?"  I sat up, thinking at first it might be pirates, but the
girl was topless with a tiny thong bikini, and the guy was in a small
speedo.  Not usually the attire of pirates like Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Permission granted," Colin replied.  "We'll just grab some clothes."

"No need on our account," the guy said.  "That's why we love coming down
here.  The freedom to just be ourselves.  That accent.  You Americans?"

"Canadian," I replied quickly in case Colin tried to throw out anything
else, considering he was both.

"Wonderful.  We're from the British Virgin Islands.  Not that we are..."
the guy grinned as they boarded.

He sounded British to me. "You're not British?"  I asked.

"Not virgins," he laughed.

"He uses that joke all the time," the girl said.  I'm Michelle and he's
Kolyn, with a K and Y.  She pronounced it `Colin' and I just smiled.

KY Colin, there's a joke in there somewhere.  "I'm Justin and this is Colin
with a C and I."  They both grinned as we shook hands.

"You boyfriends?"  Michelle asked.

"Married," I said holding up my hand to show the ring.  "What about you?"

"Boyfriend and girlfriend since high school," Michelle answered.  "We come
down here for a week each year.  It's close to home, but it's a nice get
away."

"It's a great place.  We'll be coming back again, that's for sure," Colin
said as we all moved to the more comfortable lounge chairs.

"What part of Canada are you from?"  Kolyn asked.

"Vancouver," Colin replied.

"Great city.  I've seen pictures of it and have always wanted to visit."

"You should.  It's nice, but nothing like this.  This is incredible," I
nodded.  Colin offered them some wine, which they accepted, and we all
clinked glasses to acknowledge our new friends.  Kolyn reached over and
untied the bow on the side of Michelle's bikini bottom and pulled it off,
leaving him the only one wearing anything, which didn't last long as he
slipped out of his speedos very quickly.

"Figured it was rude to stay dressed while you were both going natural," he
explained.  I had to agree it was rude, only because when I saw the long
uncircumcised penis between his legs it would have been wrong to keep it
hidden.  As we got to know our new friends, we found out that they were
close to the same age as us.  He was 23 and she was 25, but they still
looked like teenagers.  They agreed that it was sometimes a hassle as they
were carded everywhere they went, but they didn't mind too much.  Kolyn was
completely smooth while Michelle had a landing strip of tightly shaven
pubes above her vagina and very perky boobs.  I like boobs, and these were
very nice.  The type many women pay a fortune to get done.

I had to know.  "I hope I'm not being rude, but I have to ask.  Are the
breasts natural?"

"Very," she grinned.  "You like them?"

"They're very nice.  The environment down here does you justice."

"Thanks sweetie.  See honey.  I told you that gay boys had great taste.
You're looking pretty fit too, Colin.  I love those abs and how smooth you
are," She said running her hand over Colin's eight pack, and rubbing just
above the top of his penis where the pubes had been shaved.  "What do you
think of Kolyn's penis?" She asked pulling it up a bit and fluffing his
balls.  I swallowed and gave it more than the glance I'd been doing until
now.

"Yes, also very nice," I replied feeling slightly nervous.  I mean I can
stare at boobs and not have any problem telling a girl I like them, but
someone shows me a penis and I get all flustered.

"I'd agree," Colin remarked.  "I like how your balls push it up."

My man, Colin, the connoisseur of penises, or is it peni?  I dunno, but he
isn't as shy as me when it comes to complimenting them, apparently.

Michelle pulled the foreskin back and took a look at us and him.  "I like
it like this better.  I think they look funny with the skin over them."

"She's been trying to have me get circumcised since we first met.  I keep
telling her that uncut is better for stimulation, wouldn't you agree?"
Kolyn remarked.

"No idea.  We're both circumcised," Colin replied.  "I've heard that the
head is more sensitive though, but from experience I find that circumcised
guys tend to last longer than uncircumcised.  Perhaps for the same reason.
I don't think it affects the orgasm in the end."

"See baby.  You could last longer."

"I last long enough, thanks," he grinned.  "How could you possibly want
more than four hours at a time?"

"Four hours?  Straight people love to rush sex, huh?" Colin joked.

Michelle laughed and held up her class to clink to mine as she applauded
his reply.  Kolyn just blushed.  We quickly changed the subject to talk
about activities around the island.

We told them of some of the things we'd done, and they recommended we take
the rainforest trek by Jeep through the banana plantation, and the
rainforest aerial tram, as well as go whale watching.  I figured we could
whale watch at home, but when they suggested going snorkeling with
dolphins, I added it to my list of `must-do' items.  I mean turtles are one
thing, but getting right up to a dolphin, I'm in for sure.  They said that
we had the right idea for suntanning as there were no nude beaches on
St. Lucia.  They recommended St. Barths or St. Martin for that if all we
wanted was a beach.

"Personally, we like to come out here in the boat and just enjoy the water.
No authorities will bother you out here, and it's almost a better time than
lying out naked in sand.  Sometimes several of us get together and tie our
boats up in a group and make a day of it.  You should join us sometime.  It
can get pretty interesting, especially in the evenings," Michelle
explained.

"There aren't a lot of gay couples around here, but most of us are pretty
open if something happens while we're enjoying ourselves.  Especially if
we've had a bit to drink," Kolyn revealed.

"What he's trying to say while being attempting to be a typical guy,"
Michelle said.  "Is that he's not afraid of a little cock now and then."

"Oh, that's too bad.  I thought you were kinda hot," I replied.

"Huh?"  Kolyn said looking at me a bit puzzled.

"Michelle said you like a little cock.  Mine is huge when it's hard," I
smiled.

"Don't worry about that.  I can handle myself when it comes to penis,"
Kolyn assured us.

"We all know that," Michelle remarked looking at him, "but could you handle
theirs?"  We all laughed.  "Mostly we just have a few drinks, tan, swim and
have fun hanging out.  We don't discriminate at all."

"Sounds fun," Colin admitted.  "Who wants another drink?"

"I'll get them," I offered.  "Michelle?"

"Sure, I could use another wine."

"I'll come with you," Kolyn offered as I went to refresh the drinks in the
galley.  I'll bet you didn't think I knew it's called a galley and not a
kitchen.  It's all my education finally paying off.

"Have you fooled around with many guys?"  I asked Kolyn.

"Not many.  Only a couple.  I prefer the ladies.  What about you?"

"Yeah, I've done a few guys," I said giving him a knowing grin.

"I meant women.  Have you or Colin done many girls?"

"No.  I've done more than Colin, but we prefer guys."

Kolyn looked over at his girlfriend.  "I guess I better slow Michelle down
on the drinks or she's gonna be riding your husband's cock in no time.  It
appears she likes him."

I looked over and she was running her hands over Colin's abs and chest as
she checked him out closer.  "I'd pay to see that," I laughed.  "I don't
think Colin would be into that at all."

"You don't know how persuasive Michelle can be," he said as he poured some
drinks out.

"And you have no idea how strong Colin is.  He'd toss her over the rails
into the ocean like she were catch and release."

"And I'd pay to see that," Kolyn laughed.  "Don't worry I'll put her back
on her leash, unless you want to fuck her.  I mean I'd love to watch you.
It looks like you have a really decent dick."

"Thanks.  We're just having fun being casual out here today, so I don't
think we'd be into sex right now.  Plus, if we start putting people on
leashes, shit's just gonna get kinky," I said with a smirk.  What I should
have told him was `sure I'll fuck Michelle if I get to do you next', but I
said what I said.

"That' cool.  Probably a good thing as I know Michelle would want me to
participate and no offense but I'd prefer it if one of you was a chick."

"I hear ya.  You prefer a looser vagina over the great tight fuck of a nice
hot ass.  Some guys are like that.  They just can't get hard enough to get
into something this amazing," I teased as I wiggled my ass at him.

"Funny.  I don't disagree with part of that.  Asses are definitely tighter,
but I'm still into girls.  We should get these drinks back before Michelle
begins to slurp on Colin."

We returned to our partners and Kolyn did a good job of positioning himself
between Michelle and Colin without being too obvious.  I saw him finger her
pussy a couple times and whisper in her ear as we hung out talking and
found out a bit more about the island.  I thought we might be getting ready
for some four-way fun, but shortly afterwards, they said they had to be
going.  We gave them hugs and said it had been nice getting to know them
and watched as they sailed off.  I told Colin what the other Kolyn had said
and he just shook his head.

"Yeah, she seemed like she was getting a little flirty for a bit."

"Would you have done her?"

"No, probably not.  Would you?"

"If it meant I could do her boyfriend at some point, I might have," I
admitted.  "But I'd rather do you."

"Awww, thanks babe," he said as he kissed me.  We lay around for a while
longer soaking up the rays of the sun and sobering up a bit.  I'm not sure
if you are allowed to drive a boat while drunk, so I figured we shouldn't
test that law.  By the time we got back to shore we were starving so we
found a nice restaurant and had a late lunch.  There was certainly no
shortage of good looking people to check out, but it looked like Darius was
right, they all seemed pretty straight.  It was as if we were on an idyllic
movie set of the 60's where everyone was a couple and no one was doing
anything even remotely wrong...or interesting.  Colin and I set out to
shatter that image as we walked along the beach holding hands, but no one
seemed to care, and nobody yelled cut and told us to get out of the shot,
so I guess it was a pretty tolerant place.  I love places like this where
everyone is just cool being themselves and enjoying life.

We eventually made our way back to the resort after we sat and watched the
sun go down.  Even that is as picture perfect as it gets.  Colin gave me a
big grin as soon as we got in.  "What?"  I asked looking at him as if I had
chocolate all over my face or something.

"Nothing.  I was just surprised you haven't paged Darius yet.  I mean we
have been back almost 30 seconds."

"I'm not a slut ya know.  Plus we're going out again, so I didn't want to
start something."

"We are?  To where?"

"It's a surprise.  Let's get cleaned up and dressed," I said pulling him
into the shower with me and washed him just seductively enough to get him
horny, but not enough to have him bend me over.  You know the line...  We
dressed in nice casual clothes and I held his hand as walked down to
reception and jumped into the waiting limousine.  He kept trying to find
out what we were doing, but I'd done a lot of work on this surprise.  Well,
the resort had, but I came up with the idea, so it's like I'd actually done
it.  The car made its way to the beach and once the door was opened for us,
I took Colin's hands and we walked towards the ocean.  I smiled as I saw
the torches lit along the path and we ended up at a tent type gazebo with
dinner set out for us.  Our chairs were pulled out and we sat down.

"What's all this?"  Colin grinned as the napkins where shaken out and laid
on our laps.

"I wanted to do something special for you.  I mean you've done everything
so far, and I wanted to be romantic."

"It's perfect," he grinned as champagne was poured for us.

"I just wanted you to know how much I love you and appreciate everything we
have together.  I know I'm a bit of a slut..."

"A bit?"  Colin laughed loudly.

"Hey!  Having a moment here," I complained.

"Sorry," he said trying to stifle his laughter.

"I know I'm a bit active with boys, but I wanted you to know that I love
you and that I can't think of a better partner to share my life with."

"And I can't think of anyone better than you to share mine with," Colin
replied.  "And being a slut...errr...sexually explorative person, is what
makes you a lot of fun.  You're never boring and I love that about you.
Never stop being you."

We clinked glasses and had a wonderful meal on the beach with dedicated
waiters to look after us.  The night was absolutely perfect and we took our
time enjoying it.  Once we were done, I was almost too full and too relaxed
to move.  If those massage guys came back, they would have sent me into a
coma.  Colin and I took a long walk on the beach wrapped in each others
arms before finally heading back to the resort to relax in the hot tub,
continuing our romantic night and looking out over the ocean from our
suite.

"Do you want to let Darius know we're back?"  Colin asked grinning at me as
he leaned over to kiss me passionately.

"Not if you don't," I replied as I held onto him.

"I think it might be fun to share him.  Like a romantic dessert," he said
putting his hand on the back of my head and pulling me into him.  I quickly
paged Darius and continued with our hot tub romance.  He arrived in less
than a minute and took his clothes off at the door like he knew we'd
expect, but when he got to the hot tub and saw us totally into each other
and making out, he paused.

"Ummm, was I not supposed to remove my clothes this time?"  He asked
unsure.

"Always take your clothes off," Colin assured him.  "Come on, jump in so we
can use your hot little body all night."

"At least until midnight," Darius corrected as he climbed in with us.  We
both jumped on him and truly shared him back and forth as if he were
something you served with a spoon, but the only spooning happened once I
got my cock into him and Colin sucked him off.  We never really left the
hot tub or the pool and just had sex until we were exhausted.  Darius left
happy, and short a few pints of cum, while Colin and I had another quick
rinse in the shower and got ready for bed where we made love to each other
for a few more hours.  I think I woke up twice to Colin fucking me in
various positions and I couldn't have been happier.  By the time morning
came, I was ready for bed...so I could sleep.  I really don't think we got
up until almost lunch time.

"That was an incredible night," Colin said as we snuggled together just
enjoying the breeze from our wall-less suite.  I know I keep saying that,
but it still fascinates me that they could build a room without four walls.
I guess it's just that kind of climate.  Do that in Vancouver and you'd
freeze more than half the year, or get wet at least.

On our last evening with Darius we let him fuck both of us until he was
worn out.  As we lay curled up together, I reached over to grab an envelope
we had for him.  "This is for you," I told him.

"Thanks, but we're not allowed to accept tips in person.  Anything like
that has to go through reception as we all share them," he said politely.

"It's not a tip," Colin added.  "It's a gift."

"We thought it could help you with towards your goal of travelling," I said
smiling as we were intertwined with him, arms and legs so wrapped around
each other that it was hard to determine where one started and the other
stopped.

He opened the envelope and his eyes went wide.  "Wow.  This is awesome.
I've never had a Visa before," he exclaimed as he pulled out the two cards.
"What's the other one?"

"We wanted to get you a round the world airline ticket, but the rules are
too strict on them, so this is a multi airline gift card to help you get
around the world and find the best deals.  The prepaid Visa card is to help
you when you want to go somewhere the gift card can't take you.  Because
like their ad says `it's everywhere you want to be,'" I joked.

"This is incredible.  Thank you."  He said as he leaned in and kissed both
of us.

"You just have to promise that if you make it to Vancouver, you'll look us
up so we can show you around."

"I promise.  I can guarantee I'll visit you.  I've never had anyone give me
anything like this ever."

"We thought you deserved it.  You're an amazing guy," Colin told him.

"I liked hanging out with you guys as well.  I'm gonna miss you not being
here."

"It's too bad we couldn't hang with you outside the hotel, but if you come
to Vancouver, we can spend time outside the bedroom."

"But in the bedroom too?"  He asked with a grin.

"I think we can arrange that," Colin said as he lifted Darius' leg up and
slid back inside him.  The boy moaned as I moved in front and kissed him,
as he became our sandwich meat for the last time this trip. We had sex with
him almost right up until his shift was over, and reluctantly watched him
get back into his clothes before we kissed him goodbye.

On departure, we left a hefty tip attached to our bill for all three of the
guys who had looked after us and I'm sure they'll appreciate it.  By my
calculations, it worked out to about 50 US dollars per hour for each hour
we'd been in the resort.

We got back to Vancouver and I already missed the warm air and the
beautiful clear water.  I mean sure we had our own great view of the
Pacific Ocean out the back of the house, but it wasn't anything like
St. Lucia.  I think I sighed somewhere about here.  A few days later I was
passing through the great room and saw Colin sitting with a couple men
going over some plans.

"Justin, come check this out.  See what you think," Colin said waving me
over and introducing me.  I sat down and looked at the blueprints.  I have
no idea if they were right side up or upside down, but I looked at them
thoughtfully anyway.  Colin placed one clearer set of plans over the first
set and pointed to some changes.  "Knowing how much you liked that suite in
St. Lucia, I thought we could do something similar to our bedroom.  I mean
we already have 10 foot ceilings so we won't need to take the roof off, but
we could remove the back wall, round off the deck and put in an electronic
retractable wall.  It would slide into the side wall and completely
disappear so that it is similar to the one in St. Lucia.  Then if you want,
we could put in an infinity hot tub on the corner of the deck.  We'll
redesign the bathroom, so that's open as well.  I figure we can get extra
height on the bedroom by dropping the floor down and removing the crawl
space underneath.  The should give us at least a 12 foot ceiling."

"That sounds incredible," I said as he pointed each piece out on the plans.
"What's that part?"

"I figure we extend the deck at the side so that it comes down to Blake's
room.  He could have his own balcony leading to ours."

"Nice.  I'm all in for a renovation.  Too bad we couldn't have a whole
infinity pool.  I'd never leave the bedroom.  Sounds like a lot of work," I
said nodding as if the plans were all crystal clear on paper now.

He flipped the page to show me another drawing.  I actually recognized this
as the lower level, quite proud of myself for figuring it out.  "Since
we're doing the bedroom renovation, I thought we could redesign the
basement too.  Expand the kid's playroom and put in a two lane bowling
alley, move the wine room and take out that useless hallway.  It means
losing the slide into the ball pit as all that has to go, but I don't think
anyone will complain.  They've not used the slide in a while, plus the ball
pit is always needing to be cleaned of water to stop it getting gross."

"It looks way better like that.  I think it's a better use of that space
for sure.  A bowling alley's pretty cool.  Will we have those ugly rental
shoes too?"

"Of course!"  He chuckled.  "We want authenticity, right?  I was thinking
you and I can move into one of the other bedrooms while they work on ours."

"Definitely.  It'll be like we're on vacation in our own house," I said
grinning.  "When do they start?"

"Tomorrow."

"Wow, that's fast."

"When you have contractors on retainer, you want to keep them busy," Colin
smiled as he shook the guys hands and confirmed the work.  They said they'd
be in first thing in the morning to get going on it, promising to have it
all done within a month.  I almost wanted to remind them that that TV show
Extreme Makeover built an entire house in seven days, but I decided to stay
out of it.  Oh my god, I'm getting a wall-less bedroom.  This is wicked
awesome.  Someone is gonna be getting laid a lot more...Colin too,
probably.

A few days later, it was time for our next trip, which seemed like a good
idea as the contractors had moved all our furniture into one of the spare
rooms down the hall and sealed off our bedroom.

"Justin and I are heading for California to surprise Blake for his
birthday, but we want to trick him a little," Colin announced to the guys
as we told them our plan.  The idea was to have the whole family at the
house on the morning of his birthday, while Blake was at the studio.  We'd
arrange for them to all be on the big screen, but also overlay us in front
so it looked like we were there to, then we'd jump out from somewhere and
surprise him.  We hadn't worked out all the details, but we would by the
time we were ready.  We packed and made arrangements with Brooks to stay at
his place the first night, as we couldn't really stay at his parent's place
since Blake was using his room.  That would totally ruin the surprise.  On
the flight down, Colin and I were on the phone to various people setting up
the idea he'd come up with.  Ethan and Margaret were also going to join in
with us in the actual studio, and the director had agreed to the timing.  I
mean it's not like he had a lot of choice considering the Worthington's
owned the entire studio anyway.  Talk about a career limiting move to
refuse a request for their grandson.  I was looking forward to seeing Blake
and checking out the movie set.  I also wouldn't mind meeting his new
friends.

A limousine met us at the airport and quick took us to Brooks' house.  It
was nowhere near as big as Colin's family home, but it was still a mansion
by everyone's standards.  Colin explained that the main house was at the
other end of the estate, but Brooks had this one built a few years ago for
himself.  The Balterhouse's seemed to be more about showing off than
Colin's family, who were much more down to earth for being so rich.  The
butler announced us as we entered the house and Brooks ran down the stairs
to give Colin a big hug.

"Hello, Justin.  Welcome to my cottage.  You can leave your things and the
house manager will take care of them."

"Oh, just a house manager?  You don't employ a major-domo?  I am amused," I
said trying to be all sophisticated.  Colin just howled.

"We had a major-domo in St. Lucia, so Justin's all about that idea now.
Screwed the guy senseless for the week."

"I should have known that your libido wouldn't have diminished yet," Brooks
guffawed.  When your rich and pompous, you don't laugh or giggle, you
guffaw and chortle.  I think...  "We have a place on Martinique, you should
have let me know you were going, I could have met up with you."

I don't know if he was bragging that they had a place on a neighboring
island or just mentioning it.  It's hard to tell with Brooks, he's so full
of himself most of the time that I think it's just normal.

"We'll have to do that next time," Colin acknowledged.  "Blake mentioned
that you spent time with him.  Thanks for that.  The kid really likes
hanging out with you."

"He's a captivating teenager.  I am intrigued by how he tries to adapt to
his surroundings.  He spent an extraordinary amount of time trying to learn
new words, but in several cases used them incorrectly, which made for a
hilarious adventure.  I observed that he takes after you in that he doesn't
like to stay in clothes for longer than absolutely necessary."

"That's the truth," Colin laughed.  "I guess I was like that when we were
teenagers though huh?"

"We hit the cove and I showed him where you and I went snorkeling.  He was
au-natural and into the water so fast, I thought a dolphin had entered the
cove with us."

"The big question is, did you go balls out like we used to, or are you more
reserved now that you're getting to be so old?"  Colin inquired.

"It's our place, Oreo.  Of course I went sans-clothing.  Some traditions
you just have to keep alive.  I wouldn't be surprised if he ends up taking
his kids there one day.  He's a pretty good swimmer."

"He loves the water, that's for sure," Colin agreed.  We were shown to a
guest room and then met Brooks back in the living room as we worked in the
plans for Blake's birthday.  Our first order of business was to call
`Marvin' and let him know we'd arrived in town.  He said he'd come over
after work to see us.  Next we were off to buy presents, with Brooks
joining us.  He was a surprisingly good host.  I could have done without
all the million dollar words, but once you got the hang of it, it was fine.
Colin had been in touch with his Mom and Dad to let them know he was in
town, and that we'd see them at tomorrow morning's surprise at the studio.
Then after spending the day with Blake, we'd all head out for dinner.
`Marvin' arrived as promised and we hugged him as soon as he was in the
door.  Even Brooks gave him one, although maybe with Brooks its not so much
a hug as it might be that he `entwined himself around `Marvin's torso in a
welcoming demeanour'. That seems long enough to be a Brooks statement.  The
four of us headed out to dinner at a nice restaurant where Brooks seemed to
be a regular as they quickly made space for us.  We caught up with how the
movie was going and how Blake was doing.

"He's actually pretty good.  I have a feeling he'll do well after this
movie comes out.  I mean it's not gonna be a blockbuster, but he plays his
part very well, and with the other young actors it'll draw a lot of
families to it, so he should get could exposure."

"Do we really need Blake to expose himself more?"  I joked, getting a
nodding laugh from everyone.  We talked about the plan for tomorrow and
invited `Marvin' to spend the night.

"I'd love to, but I have an early call in the morning.  We all know that if
I stay over we won't be getting much sleep."

"True," Colin said with a smirk.  "Guess you'll have to fill in Brooks.
Justin has been saying how he'd like to try you out."

"I said no such thing," I replied quickly.  Maybe too quickly, as I really
had no interest in Brooks at all.

"It's okay, Justin.  I got all my curiosities out of my system when I was
younger.  Oreo taught me a lot and I'm glad he did, but now I'm fine with
hetrosexuality for myself."

I think he just said no to the idea of me having sex with him.  Colin and I
ended up having an early night ourselves, and I think I was actually
restless in anticipation for Blake's surprise.  At one point, Colin wrapped
himself around me, which I don't think was so much out of being cuddly, as
it was out of trying to stop me from moving around so much.  He didn't even
try to fuck me...at least not until we woke up.

"Which one of you is the moaner?"  Brooks asked as we made our way down to
grab some breakfast.  "I was going to wake you up, but I heard you from the
hallway and figured I shouldn't barge in on your morning entertainment."

"When would that ever stop you?"  Colin asked.

"It wouldn't if you'd been with some alluring babe, no offense Justin."

"None taken," I assured him.  The day got under way with us calling Blake
early to wish him a happy birthday.  He said he didn't have much time as
they were filming right now, but he'd be able to call later tonight.  I was
having trouble not giving away the secret that we were actually just a few
miles (kilometers for those not in America) from him.  After we hung up, we
headed over to the studio.  Colin used his I.D. to get past security and we
went straight to the executive offices to see Colin's Dad.  I guess I
should just call him our Dad now, but it still felt weird calling him that,
even though Brooks seemed to have no problem calling Ethan Dad.  I guess
considering they've known each other since birth, it probably just
developed over time.  Ethan called in a tech guy to tell him what we wanted
to do, and he said it'd be no problem to superimpose us in front of the
guys and make it look like we were all together.  He'd originally suggested
a green screen feed, but we needed it to be portable so we could walk onto
the set.  We contacted the guys at home to get it to look like we were all
in the same room together.  It took some time to get it right, but we did
it.  They lowered the quality of the feed a bit to blend it all together
properly, but from what I could see on the screen in front of us, it looked
perfect.  Enough to fool Blake anyway.

Margaret joined us and said that the cake was being delivered to the back
of the sound stage, and joked that it was big enough to feed the entire
cast and crew of all sound stages.  She gave all of us a hug and kiss,
including Brooks.  We made our way to the sound stage once we'd made sure
it was clear and entered through the doors to the offices instead of right
into the stage where they were filming.  We set up as close to the filming
as we could without getting caught, but the way the lighting was, I guessed
we could probably stand right up with the crew and not be seen.  We made a
call to the director and told him we were ready, and waited for him to yell
cut and stop the filming.  Then it was our turn.  Ethan, Margaret and
Brooks were to head out to Blake and say happy birthday, then arrange for
the call to come in on one of the big monitors.  We contacted the guys at
home and got everyone into position to get ready.  I think my heart was
pounding fast.  This was kinda exciting.  I love surprises like this.

Once we got the call, we answered, and saw Blake beaming at us with Ethan,
Margaret, `Marvin' and Brooks behind him.  We all yelled happy birthday at
once, and from what we could see on the monitor we had, it looked perfect.
Blake excitedly told us that Grandma and Grandpa were there with Brooks and
`Marvin', and they waved to us as if we were just seeing them for the first
time.  We talked for a couple minutes and then it was time for the big
reveal.  "I think we should all sing Happy Birthday," Kyle yelled out and
everyone excitedly agreed.  Ethan looked around and called the director
over to gather everyone around.  It was quite a big crew and cast, at least
compared to the TV show he'd been doing.  As they were gathering people, we
made our way out of the office holding the laptop in front of us while
stage hands rolled the cake in after lighting the large candles.  It was
giving off enough heat to give me a tan.  We stayed back a bit as the cake
was rolled up to him so he could blow out the candles.  As he did, we
stepped out from behind the lights, and the technician changed the feed to
be just the guys from Vancouver on the screen.  At first Blake didn't
notice, as he was staring at the massive multilayered cake in front of him.
Colin and I positioned ourselves in his line of sight and it took Blake a
few seconds to realize that we weren't a screen image.  He looked at the
main display and then at us, and then back at the screen.  His face broke
into a giant grin and he ran over to hug us.

"Happy birthday," we said simultaneously.

"How?  When did you guys get here?"  He asked as everyone cheered while we
hugged him tight.  I think this is the type of stuff that Blake lives for.
Being the center of attention, and how much more central could you get than
this?

"Last night.  We wanted to be here for your actual birthday."

"This is wicked," Blake beamed.  "How long are you staying?  Wanna watch me
work?"

"We'll probably head back in a day or two," Colin told him.  "We'd love to
see you work.  Should be interesting."

"There's a lot of standing around while they reset, so I can hang out with
you lots."

The director came over, and we were introduced as he told Blake that he had
the rest of the day off.  I guess when you're the grandson of the owner of
the studio you get a little special treatment, whether you ask for it or
not.  The cake was cut and handed out to everyone.  Blake asked if the
other guys were all here too, but we told him they were still at home, and
that we'd have another party when we got back.  The guys on screen said
another happy birthday to him, waved and hung up.  Blake was excitedly
shoveling cake into his face as people came up to say happy birthday to
him.

"Wanna meet my friends?"  Blake asked.  "This is Thomas and Michael," he
said introducing the two teenagers that were standing near him.  I could
see why he liked them.  They were both good looking guys, although my eyes
immediately went to Thomas, who was the blond tan one.  I think I have a
type.

"Nice to meet you guys," I said acknowledging them.  "I feel like I already
know you with everything Blake's told us about you, already.  Colin agreed
that it felt like we already knew them.  We got to tour the sets with
everyone patting Blake on the back and wishing him happy birthday.  Our
entourage was growing as we went and looked at what they were doing.  As we
were talking, someone walked up to Michael and handed him clothes.  "This
is your outfit for the next scene.  We'll be ready for you in about half an
hour," she said.  He took it and thanked her.

"I should go change," he told us.

"Cool, we should show my Dads our trailer," Blake remarked quickly.  We
excused ourselves for a minute and followed the three boys out onto the lot
where the trailer was located.  I noted to myself that there was no sock on
the door, so I'm guessing it was safe to enter, albeit perhaps not as much
fun.  Michael entered first and made his way to the back, while Blake
showed us around.  I mean it didn't require a lot of showing; it is a
trailer after all.  I couldn't help but glance past Thomas to Michael, who
was in the bedroom area and had taken off his shirt already.  The first
thing I noticed is that he had that typical California tan.  It didn't seem
as pronounced as Thomas', but maybe it was because he had dark hair.  I
tried not to stare as he dropped his pants and stood in just his boxer
shorts.  Blake nudged me to get my attention.

"Keep it together, Dad," he said looking up at me grinning.  Thomas was
trying hard not to show his amusement at me being busted checking Michael
out.  "What are we gonna do today?"

"We came up with a few good ideas and thought you could choose what you'd
like to do," Colin replied.

"Like what?"

"There's a flight simulator that you might enjoy, or a couple of cool
escape rooms that have pretty high ratings.  There's also Soak City at
Knott's Berry if you want to hit the waterslides," Colin suggested.  "I
used to spend a lot of time there as a kid.  Then tonight, we thought you
might like to go to a pirate show for dinner.  Grandma and Grandpa will
join us for that."

"I've already been to Soak City.  We went there when we all had a day off
together."

"It's pretty cool," Thomas admitted.

"Yeah, you'd like it Dad," Blake teased as he patted me on the back.
"Although he'd probably faint from all the shirtless boys to look at," he
told Thomas, who was still trying to be respectful and didn't reply.  I
just hip checked Blake so he fell onto the sofa.

"We could go to the Magic Castle if you preferred that over the Pirate
show.  The family are members.  We'd all just need to be in suits or
tuxedos to go to that," Colin suggested.

"I love magic," Blake said eagerly "but I'd wanna see Criss Angel in Las
Vegas for that.  Thomas, you have the day off today too, right, wanna join
us?  I mean if that's okay with you guys," he said looking at us.

"Fine by us.  It's your birthday."

"I have to check with my manager, but it should be okay if I go.  The
pirate dinner theatre is supposed to be good," Thomas said weighing in on
it.  Both guys pulled out their phones and looked up the two venues,
agreeing that the Pirate Dinner Adventure would be best for tonight.
Thomas made a call and got permission to go with us as long as he had
adults around that could help if he needed it.  I'm guessing the whole
`bodyguard' thing Blake mentioned before was probably just chaperones, but
he embellished a bit to make it sound cooler than a glorified babysitter.

Michael had changed and rejoined us in the main part of the trailer.  "It
was nice meeting you," he said politely.  "I have to get back on set.
Happy birthday again Blake.  Have fun today."

"Thanks Michael," Blake grinned as he watched his friend leave.  Then Blake
turned back to look at us with that grin he has when he's up to
something. "To bad he didn't need to change his underwear huh?  Told you he
was cute."

"Blake.  I know you're 14 now, but try not to be a total douche teenager,"
I warned playfully.

"Hey, you raised me.  It's your fault if I'm the way I am.  You know what
they say Dad.  The apple doesn't fall on your head if you're not near the
tree."

"That's not how that saying goes," Thomas said looking at him.

"But it makes sense right?" Blake replied.  "We have to get changed too so
we'll just be a minute.  We're not allowed to take the clothes from the
movie home with us."

The two boys headed into the back of the trailer to change clothes.  I
watched from the corner of my eye as they both undressed and had to turn
slightly to look at them as I saw Thomas shaking his head, while Blake
nodded.  They were both just standing in their underwear, and I barely had
time to register it before Blake pulled Thomas' shorts down to leave him
completely naked.  Then he stepped out of his own underwear.  I wondered if
we were about to have a show right here, but all they did is scramble into
other clothes, and hung up the wardrobe from the movie before returning to
us.  Blake had that look again and stuck his tongue out at me.  I swatted
him on the ass, mainly for giving me the stirrings of a boner.

We headed back onto the set and hung around with people until it was time
for them to begin filming again.  Margaret gave Blake a hug and kiss again.
Ethan hugged Blake and told him to come over to the offices when he was
done as they had a present for him.

"I'm free now," Blake said quickly.

"Then let's head out," Ethan suggested.  We took `Marvin', Thomas, Brooks,
and the rest of the family out to the waiting golf carts to head to the
executive offices.  Thomas was looking around all over the place as if he
were the one having the birthday.  Blake was taking it all in stride.

"I've never been in these offices before," Thomas admitted as we headed
into the main building.

"Grandpa lets me come over here a lot," Blake told him.  "We go out for
lunch when I have spare time."

Ethan handed Blake a present and a card, once again wishing him a happy
birthday.

"Thanks a lot," Blake grinned as he opened the card and read it. He laughed
and handed it to us to read.  I like humorous cards over serious ones.
Next he opened the present and excitedly showed it off.  They had given him
an Apple Homepod for his music.  Thanks grandpa, grandma," he said giving
each of them a hug.  This is awesome.  Now I can play my music everywhere."
He pulled out a gift card as well.

"That's so you can subscribe to the music app as well," Ethan explained.

"Wow, that's cool.  Thanks guys."

"You're welcome.  Have fun today and we'll see you tonight back at the
house."

Ethan called for the car and we piled in.  I'm not sure a stretch limousine
will be all that inconspicuous, but then it was a special day, and I was
pretty used to this now.  I know before I met Colin, every time a limo
pulled up, we'd stop to watch if anyone famous got out.  I'm sure others
are like that.

As soon as Blake got in the car, he noticed the pile of presents.  "Are
those for me?"  he asked with wide eyes.

"I think you could have them," Colin agreed.  "What do you think, Justin?
Should we let him open presents on the drive to our first stop?"

"I think so," I replied grinning as I handed him one.  He ripped it open
with paper flying almost everywhere.

"Wicked!  A Nintendo Switch.  It's what I wanted," he said excitedly as he
showed it off to everyone.  Then he opened all the other presents one at a
time to find every available accessory for the game system. He was even as
excited about the yearly membership we'd gotten him to the online gaming
system and the gift card to buy all the games he wanted.

"We weren't sure which games you wanted, so we figure buy what you want
with the card."

"How much is on it?"  He asked looking the card over.

"I think it's a thousand bucks.  So what's that get you, 15 or 20 games?"

"Yeah, of the really good games.  More if I buy like shittier ones," he
beamed.  "Thanks guys!"  He said as he came over and gave us a hug.  This
is awesome.  I can hook up my music and the games in the media room.  If
you need me, you'll know where to find me."

"This is from me," `Marvin' said handing him a present.  Blake ripped it
open and giggled.  "A blindfold?"

"Yeah, so you can't see any more of your Dad's videos," he joked.

"Funny!  Cool, a gift card too!  I can make good use of this," he said
holding up a Visa card.

I picked up the blindfold.  "And I can make good use of this," I said.

Brooks also had a present for him which was scuba diving lessons.  "Since
you had so much fun out at the cove, I thought maybe you'd like to learn
scuba."

"Sweet.  Yeah, that was fun.  Did Brooks tell you we got to go snorkeling
out there, Colin.  It would have been more awesome if I coulda gone to the
bottom, so this will be wicked for next time.  Thanks Brooks."

"I'll give you your present later," Thomas said not wanting to look like he
didn't have anything for him.  Blake grinned and nodded.

"Cool, thanks!"  He said the boys began checking out all his presents.

Our first stop was to the Flight Deck simulator and the boys had the option
to fly a fighter jet or a Boeing 737.  They both agreed that the jet was
the way to go.  I was hoping they'd take the Boeing and I could do the
flight attendant lines about the where the doors were and how to fasten
your seatbelt and ask who would like the chicken or steak for dinner.  We
agreed to do the first two packages that took us from the introductory
course all the way up to some advanced maneuvers. Each session would be an
hour, and for those of us not participating, they said we could watch from
the officer's lounge, but after Colin and `Marvin' decided to do it, I
figured I might as well.  I mean how much different could it be than our
own jet, right?  I've been in the plane when Kyle was flying, so I know
fear.  We were given the opportunity to wear real flight suits, which I
thought weren't really that flattering as a look, but again, since everyone
was doing it, I acquiesced and did it too. See, I know some big words.  Of
course we had to get pictures of them looking like they were about to head
off on some wild mission.  There was instruction first to let us know about
the plane and I wondered how sitting in a classroom could be anyone's idea
of fun, but the boys were soaking it in as if they were about to head into
the sky for real.  Then it was time to climb aboard our own F-16 jet.  I
think it was the 16.  Not sure if jets are like iPhones where you get
another version each year.  I'm sure if America has the F-16, then Canada
is using the F-3.  I think our military still has propellers on our jets.
I have to admit it was like the most realistic video game I've ever played.
I honestly thought I was flying the thing.  I couldn't find the shields or
photon torpedos, but maybe that's reserved for the advanced classes.  I
successfully hit everything that came my way, only to learn later that I
was actually supposed to avoid them all.  What can I say, I thought the
idea was to knock shit out of the sky.  I'd put into space dock for repair
anyway.  We all did better on the Fox 2 session.  I mean it would have been
hard for me to do any worse, but I have to admit I don't think I could be a
fighter pilot.  My stomach did more than one or two jumps as things came at
me.  Blake and Thomas were so giddy by the end of the second session that
we let them do the third one.  Each session took a little over an hour with
the instruction, but it was his birthday so whatever he wanted seemed to
make sense to me.  Brooks and I sat out the last session, while everyone
else went.  We watched them and it looked much better from this point of
view.  At least it gave my stomach a chance to settle down.  I never did
find the photon torpedos though...just for the record.

Once we took a few thousand pictures to remember the day we headed for
lunch.  I have no idea how they could eat after that, but everyone was
hungry so the six of us made our way to a nearby restaurant, where Blake
made a point of telling the waitress it was his 14th birthday.  She brought
him out a free piece of cheesecake for dessert with a candle in it, which
required us singing happy birthday again.  What's the rule on how many
times we have to sing that to one person in a day?  Surely there's a limit,
but if Blake had his way, everyone we met would be doing it.  I excused
myself to head to the bathroom and found Thomas going along as well.  What
are we, chicks?  Not that I'm complaining.

"This is a wicked birthday, and it's not even mine," Thomas said as we got
to the urinals.  "Thanks for letting me come along."

"You're welcome.  It's good to see Blake making new friends down here."

"I think Blake could make friends wherever he goes," Thomas remarked.  "He
told you about us, huh?"

"Yeah.  Seems like you two are really getting along.  He loves that you
sleepover sometimes as well," I said as we peed.  I took a quick glance
over at Thomas and couldn't see much, just the stream.

"Does he tell you everything?"

"Sometimes way too much," I admitted with a smile.  "But we encourage it.
That way if he has any questions about anything, we're there to help.  I
can see why he likes you though, you seem like a great guy."

"Ummm, thanks," he replied looking at me, and then quickly down at himself
as he seemed to turned slightly, allowing me to see more.  "He sorta looks
like you.  You both have the same colour eyes." I'm not sure if this was
his way of flirting, but in my mind it was.

"Yeah, it's our trademark.  Well, with him it's that curly hair too.  But
anyway, thanks for being friends with him, I know he couldn't stop talking
about you," I said giving him a teasing smile.  I'm pretty sure his dick
inflated a little.  "I think we should get back out there before they miss
us," I said turning almost to face him as I slowly put my dick away.  He
did the same thing after shaking and had stepped back a little so I could
see him more clearly.  I just quietly said "very nice."  I wanted to throw
him in a stall and take him from behind, but five more seconds and Blake
would be in to check out what I was doing to his friend.

"If you ever come up to Vancouver, maybe we'll get a chance to spend some
time together."

"I'd like that.  Blake said you guys all like to be naked a lot, which I
think would be fun."

"We really have to work on filtering the amount of information that boy
gives out," I laughed as we exited the bathroom.

"I'd agree," he said as we got back to the table.

"Agree about what?"  Blake asked.

"That you're a pest, and need a muzzle," I said as I sat down.  "Actually,
just that we'd love to have him visit Vancouver sometime."

Blake just looked at me, and then at Thomas, and then back at me and rolled
his eyes, before shaking his head.  We paid the bill and waited for others
to use the bathroom before we headed out to the next activity of the day
which was the escape room.  We let the guys choose which theme they wanted
and it was a toss up between Nautilus and the Orphanage.  The eventually
settled on the Orphanage because of the reviews and how scary it was.
Great!  More scares.  I have to admit sometimes I can barely get out of
bed, so getting out of a room designed to keep you in, seemed like it would
be a real challenge.  I always thought that escape rooms were just one
room, but it turns out there's a few rooms to each puzzle.  I won't give
much away about the whole thing as you want to be surprised if you do it,
but if you scare easily, wear adult diapers.  Just saying.  We all managed
to work well together and actually escape with only having to take a few
hints.  I think we'd still be in there if we hadn't asked for the hints.
Blake and Thomas were little machines at solving things, whereas I got a
couple puzzles enough to have felt I helped.  They were so pumped when we
finished the one game that we had to do the Nautilus one anyway.  That was
another hour.  This time you felt like you were underwater.  I didn't think
it was as good as the Orphanage room, but then it's only because I was
worried that the room might fill up with water and we'd all drown.  I mean
if that sea monster had got us, I'd have severely freaked.  We didn't use
any hints on this one and didn't actually escape, but we were sure close.
Just another six or seven hours and we'd have been out of there, I can
almost guarantee it.  Once we were free and back outside, Blake gave Colin
and I hugs to thank us for such a great day so far.  Thomas also hugged us
as I guess he didn't want to be left out.  Blake just gave me his patent
pending eye roll look.

We had little time to waste so we headed to the beach to relax until it was
time to head back to Brooks place to freshen up before we needed to go pick
up Ethan and Margaret.  Brooks headed off to his own room and as the rest
of us went into the guest bedroom.  Thomas and Blake sat on the bed while
Colin went with `Marvin' into the bathroom.  It wasn't long before we heard
the shower start up and then the noises, which made it pretty obvious what
they were doing in there.  Both Blake and Thomas giggled as they looked
over at the partially opened door.

"Maybe they're just exercising?"  I said as I went to the bathroom door and
looked in.  They were exercising alright.  Colin had `Marvin up against the
wall pounding the stuffing out of him.  "Might wanna gag him," I suggested.
Boys out here can hear you."  I closed the door and turned to look at them.
"Yep, just exercising."

"You know we're not 8 right, Justin?"  Blake said looking at me.  "It's
pretty obvious what they're doing.  Is Colin doing his bossing `Marvin'
around thing again?"

"That's between them," I replied.

"That's Justin for yes," Blake explained to Thomas.  "Do we have time to
whack off before we go?  I'm kinda horny," he asked bluntly.

"No.  Keep it in your pants today.  I'm sure no one wants to see that," I
said trying to sound convincing.

"Uhhh, wrong!  People would pay me big money to see that.  Right, Thomas?"

"I take the fifth," he said grinning as his hand covered his crotch.  I'd
pay money to see Thomas do it, but I kept that thought to myself.  As soon
as Colin and `Marvin' exited the bathroom wrapped in towels Blake stood up
and began applauding and whistling.

"Shut up, boy!"  Colin smirked.

"Nice one Dad.  At least someone is getting laid around here.  Do I need a
shower or am I okay like this?"  He asked looking at us.

"I think you're fine.  We'll head out in about an hour," Colin told him.
Maybe just chill out for a bit."

"That means we need a nap," Blake said looking at Thomas.  "I guess they do
think we're 8," he said astringently as he stretched out on the bed as
Colin and I packed up our stuff so that we could move over to Colin's
family home tonight after the show.  Thomas lay down with him and the boys
actually fell asleep.  I guess despite his complaining, he actually did
need the rest.  I know I'd sleep well tonight.  It might have a lot to do
with the warm California air and sunshine.

We got them up in time to let them use the bathroom before we went and
picked up Ethan and Margaret at the house and headed to the Pirate
Adventure Dinner Theatre in Buena Park.  Now this was a fun time.  We had
upgraded to the VIP section so we were right up front and I don't think
Blake or Thomas are gonna stop saying Arrgghhh again anytime soon.  If he
asks for a parrot, and an eye patch we may take him to a therapist.  Wait,
I'm a therapist.  He can come to me and we'll save a fortune.  The show was
very interactive and they made mention that it was Blake's birthday and
said he might end up having to walk the plank.  I actually think he was
disappointed when he didn't have to do it.  We got souvenir glasses to take
home and the boys also got bandanas as part of the upgraded package.  It
was a great end to the day.

We dropped Thomas off at his apartment where he was staying during the
movie, then over to `Marvin's' to drop him at home, and finally over to
Brooks' place.  We thanked him for putting us up for the night and headed
over to Colin's family home for the night.

"I see you've made yourself at home," Colin grinned as we entered his
childhood bedroom, complete with the floor to ceiling windows and ensuite
bathroom where I'd first met `Marvin'.  I'll never forget that day.  I was
such a fan girl.  The room looked like Blake's at home.  He had clothes
everywhere and it was reasonably messy.

"Sorry, I didn't know I'd have company or I'd have cleaned up," he said as
he pushed stuff off the bed onto the floor.

"Somehow, I doubt that," Colin remarked.

"You're right.  I wouldn't, but it's something you have to say.  I'm
sleeping in the middle," he announced as he bounced into the centre of the
massive bed.

"You need a shower first.  No one is sleeping with you smelling like that,"
I told him.

"Says you, stinky," he teased.  "Probably from all that drooling you did
over Thomas."

"I did not drool.  I might have just breathed heavy a few times," I
admitted.

"Yeah right.  You probably had a boner all day.  I could tell you wanted
him, right?"

"I wouldn't say that," I replied.  I'd think it.  In fact, I'd been
thinking about it all day, but I'd didn't it.  "He's definitely hot though,
so if he offered..."  I said licking my lips.

"Thought so.  He asked if I could get him a guest role on `Blurred Lines'
so he could come visit.  He said he thinks you're pretty hot too.  He said
that I'll probably look like you when I'm your age...in like 20 years or
something..." he said sarcastically.  He bounced back off the bed and took
his clothes off before heading to the bathroom.  He didn't take long in the
shower, and returned looking much fresher.  He crawled on the bed and
stretched out on his back, putting his hands behind his head.  "Okay, who
gets to go first?"

"Who gets to go first at what?"  Colin asked as he got into bed beside him.

"Uhh, hello!  I'm 14.  I get a birthday blowjob," he giggled.

"Says who?"  I asked.

"Everyone.  Anyway, you promised that on my birthday you'd have sex with
me.  Well, it's my birthday."

"When did we promise that?"  Colin asked.

"Justin did when I was 12."

"I think that was your 16th birthday, not the 14th," I clarified.

"I don't think so.  I'm pretty sure it was my 14th.  So am I getting the
blowjob or what?"

"Nope, but we'll let you sleep with us and not put you on the floor," Colin
replied.

"Can't blame a guy for trying, but I wouldn't have to sleep on the floor.
This is my room, so you'd have to get out of the bed if anyone did," he
stated as he pulled the covers over the two of them.  I went and had a
quick shower and brushed my teeth before climbing in with the two of them.
"Thanks for being here for my birthday.  It was the best surprise ever," he
said turning to give each one of us a hug.

"Glad you enjoyed yourself," Colin said rubbing his hair.  "What time is
your call in the morning?"

"Not until 11, so we have lots of time," he replied.  "I told them that I
didn't need picking up as you guys would probably drive me over there."

"Great.  Yeah, it'll give us a chance to see you work as well," I said as
we all cuddled together.

"So, just to be clear.  No blowjob?"  He giggled.

"That's about as clear as it gets," I acknowledged.  We must have been
tired as I don't even remember falling asleep, but I do remember waking up
to Blake's hand around my erection as he humped me from behind.  I could
feel his own erection pushing between my legs.  I looked back and whispered
at him.  "Horny much?"

"Shhh, I'm sleeping," he replied.

"Can you sleep without humping and jerking me off?"

"I'm not.  You're just dreaming of what it might be like to have sex with
me.  It's not real," he giggled quietly.  I have to admit, I almost reached
back to slip his cock into my ass, as he wasn't the only one horny, but
instead I just closed my eyes and let him play.  Now, in hindsight that
might have been a bad idea as he came not long afterward and shot his load
between my legs, leaving me to lie in a wet spot.  I grabbed the tissues
and wiped up the mess as he just cuddled into me and went back to sleep.
Maybe I did just dream it.  Gotta love those very realistic type.

After breakfast with Ethan and Margaret, we took Blake over to the studio
so he could get ready for his day on the set.  We joined him in his trailer
where Thomas was resting on the bed.  He said hi to us as Blake changed
into the costume he was to wear for the scene.  It didn't look that much
different from the stuff he had on, but I guess continuity in a movie is
important.

"This is my outfit for later in the movie where I'm dirtier. That's why
it's not clean like the other one," Blake explained.

I nodded.  "Good thing you explained that or I'd have had the laundry
department fired," I said nodding.  I knew a bit about how movies worked so
I understood the concept of having the same clothes with varying degrees of
changes as they filmed.  Blake checked the call sheet and smiled as he read
it.

"You guys should stay for the filming tomorrow.  We're on location at a
pool.  We'll all be in speedos and then there's a scene in the locker room.
Sorry, we don't get naked though.  We have shorts on under the towels."

"I didn't think you'd be naked.  That's more a you at home thing.  I wish
we could keep you in shorts wrapped in a towel," I teased.

"All three of us are in that one.  You could see us in our team speedos."

"I'll wait for the movie."  I wondered if we could stay for the filming.
I'd love to see boys in speedos as that would make for a really good day.

"I gotta get over to hair and makeup.  Wanna go with me?" It doesn't take
that long and then we're on set."

We agreed and were just getting ready to leave when Thomas stood up.  "Umm,
Justin, would you mind helping me with one of costumes?"

"Sure, of course.  I'll catch up with you guys in a second," I said to
Colin and Blake as they headed out.  I turned my attention back to Thomas.
"How can I help?"

"I kinda need some advice," he said as he went to the closet.  "Like Blake
said we're doing a shoot at the pool in speedos, but the suits are really
skimpy and there's six of us doing it.  I think all of us are nervous.
Except Blake, he says he's used to it as he wears a speedo all the time for
his diving."

"That's true.  So why are you nervous?"

He held up the speedo.  "This is why."

They were really streamlined with barely enough fabric to cover anything.
"Umm, who's is that?  It looks a little small to fit you."

"That's what we all said, but we were told they stretch to fit," he said as
he showed me by pulling on them.

"I guess they need to be tight so they don't fall off?  Have you tried them
on?"

"Yeah, and that's where I was hoping you could give me some advice.  Can I
show you?"

"Sure."

I watched as he took his clothes off and pulled the tiny speedo on.  I
wasn't about to turn around when this hottie was getting naked in front of
me and I wasn't disappointed.  By the time he had the suit on, I could
already see his movie being a number one bestseller with girls and gay
guys.  Now multiply that by the six guys wearing them and this could be a
hit bigger than Avatar.  Maybe not, but at least the pool scene might be.
"Those look good on you.  I mean really good.  I can see it taking some
getting used to if you have to walk around in them for any length of time."

"We'll probably be in them all day," he admitted as he looked at me, "but
the problem is that I'm not used to it, and this happens."  He pointed down
and I could see his penis begin to fill out the stretchy fabric.  Now not
even that material can stretch that far, and sure enough the head of his
penis popped out the side of the suit as he became erect.  "Every time I
put them on, that happens."

"I'm not seeing the problem," I grinned.  "Looks great to me."

"That's why I need your advice.  I asked Blake and he said you just get
used to it."

"I think that's probably true.  I suppose if I were you, I'd wear them from
now until the shoot so that you get used to the feel of them so tight on
you."

"I tried that, but every time I put them on, I get an erection."

"Maybe you should jerk off several times just before putting them on so
that you don't get hard as easy.  I mean if it were me, I'd get all the
guys together and hang out in them together so you get used to each other.
Maybe have a circle jerk."

Thomas laughed.  "I see where Blake gets it.  That's what he suggested.  He
said we should all get several blowjobs before we had to go out on set."

"He would say that.  I don't disagree with him.  You probably would want to
tuck your penis between your balls so it doesn't pop out like that."

"Easier said than done."

"May I try adjusting it?"

He smiled.  "Sure, please."

I got down on my knees in front of him, glad I wasn't wearing a speedo as
I'd be having the same problem right about now.  I pushed his penis back
under the small suit and no matter how it was adjusted there was just no
way it would stay covered while he was hard, and I told him so.  "Yeah, I'd
make sure I busted a few loads before I had to go out, and maybe keep doing
it all day to make sure you didn't get hard.  I'm guessing it takes time to
get used to these.  I know Blake is pretty comfortable in them, but then
he's pretty comfortable naked too."

"Yeah," Thomas laughed.  "He said that.  He said that all of you are okay
being naked.  I wish I could get the hang of it."

"It comes with time and practice," I told him.  "I'd spend as much time
between now and then wearing just these.  I see you shaved the pubes, huh?"

"Yeah. The director said we had to so that there was no hair showing.
Blake actually helped me with that.  He said they do it all the time as a
team so he's used to that as well.  I can't believe he's two years younger
than me and knows so much more."

"He only knows things like this because he's on a diving team, and he lives
with several guys who all talk openly.  He doesn't know everything,
although he'll probably deny that if you ask him.  Does the suit fit
properly when you're not hard?"

"I think so.  I never stayed down long enough to really check it out.  The
first one they gave Michael didn't fit as he has pretty big balls, so he
needed the next size."

"Are they big before or after he empties them?"  I asked curiously.

"I think they're just big all the time.  He's got good size junk.  Bigger
than me or Blake that's for sure."

"So, the three of you should just get together and bust out a few loads to
really get yourselves under control.  And I'm not talking about once.  I
mean do it, wait five minutes and go again and again until you can't even
get hard.  Do whatever it takes.  Blow each other if you have to.  Just
keep going until your dick is worn out."

"That could take a while," he admitted with a grin.  "You wanna try them
on?"

"I doubt they'd fit me normally, and they sure wouldn't fit me right now
since I've been kneeling here in front of you with your dick showing."

He chuckled.  "Blake said you had a big penis.  He keeps saying he hopes he
gets to be as big as you when he's older."

"Blake talks too much.  I think we established that yesterday."  I said as
I stood up and tried to push his penis back under the speedo again.  It was
just another excuse to feel the boy up.

"Ummm, can I ask you another question?"

"You said Blake told you about our sleepovers.  Did he tell you
everything?"

"You mean about the part where you two fooled around together, of course.
I think he's more excited about that than being on the movie."

"You're not mad, are you?"

"Of course not.  He's 14.  He wants to learn everything there is about sex,
and if he's happy to let you show him, then I say go for it.  He couldn't
wait to tell us what you two did together.  Now that I've seen you without
clothes, I can see why he let you.  Hell, I'm almost jealous," I smiled as
I looked at him.  I didn't bother to tell him that Blake knew more about
sex that he had let on.  That was between Blake and Thomas to discuss.

"Are my penis and balls normal size?"  He asked.  I wasn't sure if he was
really asking, or if this was his way of flirting more, but I didn't care
either way.

"Well, let's take a better look, shall we?"  I put my hands behind him and
slipped them into the waistband of the speedo and slowly lowered them,
giving him the chance to stop me if he wanted, but he made no such gesture,
allowing me to push them down to just above his knees.  I stepped back
slightly and looked down and nodded.  I took hold of it and moved it to the
side and up and if I were inspecting it.  "I'd say your penis is slightly
bigger than average and your balls are nice and round, about the perfect
size.  When's the last time you drained them?"

"Yesterday, when I got up," he admitted.

"That may be why you're hard now.  If you're gonna hang out in only the
speedo, I suggest maybe busting one out three or four times a day to keep
yourself under control." I leaned in and spoke a little quieter.  "Looking
like you do, I'm sure you could get blowjobs anytime you wanted."

"I do okay," he replied.  "That's why I wanted to show Blake stuff."

"I heard about some of that.  You know you don't have to give up your body
to get good roles, right?  Those people aren't the ones that you should be
working with.  You have enough going for you without giving it up, unless
you want to, of course."

"I don't mind.  It seems easier.  I can't believe he told you that too."

"Like I said, we're pretty open about things at home, so he doesn't feel
the need to hide anything.  I mean he's barged in on more sex than a
cameraman at a porn shoot, so nothing surprises him.  Are you straight or
gay?"  I asked bluntly.

"I'm straight, but I like sex, so I don't mind playing around with guys
when it's convenient."

"I understand you've been fucked too.  Do you like that?"

"Not really.  I mean sometimes I do if the guy knows what he's doing, but
sometimes they just wanna get off and I don't like that type of bum sex
very much.  It hurts too much."

"Yeah, you have to know what you're doing.  It's all about getting to the
prostate," I nodded.  "I'm guessing you're no stranger to blowjobs."

He smiled.  "Now those are my favorite.  Not gonna lie."

"So I know you and Blake have done it; is Michael joining in too?"

He blushed and paused as he stared at me.  "I'm guessing Blake told you
that too?"

I didn't respond but gave him a smile.

"Yeah, we've both blown him and I think Blake shocked the shit out of
Michael when he sat on his cock and rode him.  I don't think Michael was
ready for that and tried to get Blake off, but he wouldn't until he'd made
Michael cum.  That was pretty funny to watch.  Pretty hot too.  Ummm, since
we're talking pretty openly, can I ask you for something?"

"You want a blowjob huh?"  I teased.

"Well always, but not that's not what I meant.  I'm sleeping over at
Blake's this weekend and I was thinking of teaching him to fuck by letting
him do it to me.  Do you think he'd be okay with that as a birthday
present?"

"I think he'd turn in all his other birthday presents for a chance to do
that.  Hell, I'd turn in everything I had if I were him.  I'm guessing
he'll love that idea.  Before we get off topic, let's get back to your
problem.  Wear your suit from now until the shoot, beat off regularly, and
maybe get the others involved so they are used to it as well.  Do whatever
it takes to make yourself not horny and keep the balls empty.  That'll
ensure you have things under control.  If you were gay, I'd say get a good
hard ass pounding that knocked all the sex right out of you, but I think if
you do the other things, you'll be fine."

"Thanks.  I just wish I knew if the speedo really fit properly or not.  I
look in the mirror and all I can see is the boner.  If the camera sees that
I'm gonna be beyond embarrassed."

"Maybe you all get together and tell the director you want a different cut
of speedo that has more fabric."

"We tried that, but he said this was the style for the scene.  Would you
maybe help me cum a couple times so I can see if they really do fit?  I
only ask because I know you're gay, and I hoped you wouldn't mind."

He hoped I wouldn't mind.  I'd thought of a thousand ways to get the boy
out of his clothes since I met him.  I didn't see this scenario at all, so
NO I definitely don't mind, and if the devil had been beside me with a
contract, I'd have signed it.  I managed to keep my composure.  "I think
since we're already here, and I can't possibly see more of you than I'm
seeing right now, I'd love to help you.  Were you thinking handjob or
blowjob?"

"Whatever you think is best, but I really love blowjobs," he said leaving
no mistaking of what he really wanted.

"Alright, blowjob it is.  Sit on the bed and let's get that thing to go
down to try on the suit again."

He quickly waddled to the bed and sat down at the side of it.  I knelt and
pulled his swim suit all the way off and spread his legs.  He was still as
hard as he was when he first put it on.  I have a feeling he had this
planned, and even if he didn't, who was I to criticize a horny teen?  I
quickly went down on him, making sure to gently play with his balls as
well.  He was about 6½ inches if my tongue and throat gauge were doing
their job.  It didn't take long for him to begin to breathe more rapidly
and squirm around on the bed as he resisted the temptation to cum to
quickly, but he didn't last long before announcing that he was ready.  I
intensified my efforts and was rewarded with his load, which I swallowed as
fast as he pumped it out.  That should make a fair bit of room in the
speedos.  I leaned back and pulled on his dick to ensure I got everything
out of him and licked the circumcised head gently, causing him to jump from
the sensitivity.  I love that after a boy cums, but I wasn't done.  "Lie
back.  Let's make sure you won't get hard for a while."

He lay down and I put his feet on the edge of the bed and pulled him
forward before resuming the fun.  I mean you gotta take advantage of these
situations when you can as you never know when the opportunity might
present itself again.  I gently licked the underside of his shaft, being
careful not to touch the sensitive tip until it had time to recover.  Then
I went and sucked each ball into my mouth to explore them.  If he asks, I
was measuring them to make sure they were normal size.  They were.  I then
pushed his legs back slightly and licked down his crack towards his pucker
and gave him a rimming.  At first I just explored the outside of it, but as
he got more into it, I pushed my tongue into his hole and heard him moan.
That just encouraged me more and I took hold of his penis and stroked it.
He quickly returned to fully erect and I knew he was ready for us to get
the second load out of him.  By the time I finish with this boy, he may not
get hard for a week if I have anything to say about it.  I licked back up
his balls and then stopped.  He put his head up to see what I was doing and
I smiled at him.  "Looks like you're go to go for round two."

"Looks like," he smiled as he sat up. "Can I see yours?"  He asked leaning
forward and popping the top button on my shorts and lowering the zipper
before I had a chance to answer.  I would have been fine just seeing him
naked with an erection, but since he was in full crazed horny mode, I
figured I'd take advantage of it.  Not that I'm taking advantage of him,
just his horniness...if that's a distinction worth making.  He shoved his
hand into my pants, going inside my underwear and taking hold of me.  Wow,
not even gonna buy me breakfast first.  I pulled my shirt off and stood up.
He yanked my shorts and underwear down in one single move and had a front
row view of my erection.  "God, it is big.  Blake was right." Those were
the last words he said before he slipped off the bed onto his knees and
took me into his mouth and worked on me fast.  He wasn't all that good, but
I'm not gonna get out the rating cards.  I thought the point was to drain
him so he fit into his speedo, but maybe my American to Canadian translator
app was on the fritz.  He stopped as suddenly as he started and surprised
me by jumping up onto the bed on his hands and knees, his legs spread wide
and his ass out in plain view.  He reached behind him to pull me up against
him.  I leaned forward as he stared back at me.

"Are you asking me to fuck you?" I said with an amused grin.

"Please!"  He replied almost panting with lust.

I hadn't planned on this happening, but why look a gift ass in the hole.
What the fuck is does that saying mean anyway?  Don't look a gift horse in
the mouth.  Where the hell are you supposed to look? I leaned down to get
the lube out of my pants and quickly coated both of us.  I took hold of his
hip and pressed my cock against his rosebud.

"Just go slow, please," he said as he put his head down and lowered his
ass.  Like I need to be told how to fuck a boy, and I did just that.  I
slowly entered and let his ring encircle the head of my dick.  I waited for
him to show that he was ready, then I inched inside and began to fuck him.
He was tight, like you'd expect, and trying hard to relax enough to let me
fully in.  I could hear him struggling, but to his credit, he didn't
complain.  I slowly fucked him at first, picking up speed a bit as he got
into it.  He knelt up and pressed his back against my chest as we coupled
hard.  I wrapped one arm around his chest to fuse us together, and the
other found his erection and began to stroke it.  He turned his head to
look at me and I leaned in to kiss him.  Most straight boys would turn away
instantly, but this one shoved his tongue down my throat.  Straight?  Why
is that just not a thing anymore?  I fucked and stroked him simultaneously
as he wiggled around on me panting.

"Fuck me!"  He said with a breathy whisper.  I slammed him harder and he
moaned louder.  I think the boy lied when he said he didn't like getting
fucked.  I know gay guys that aren't into it this much.  He stopped kissing
me so he could breathe and cried out.

"Oh shit!  Fuck me harder!" he croaked as he shot another load all over the
bed.  I pushed him forward as I let go of his erection and grabbed his ass
and pounded the hell out of him.  He wasn't the only one lost in the total
lust of sex.  I grunted loud.

"Here it comes.  I'm gonna flood your tiny boy cunt," I told him as I
shoved everything I had into him and pumped out my daily load.  I think I
saw stars.  Not the teenage one in front of me, real ones flying around my
head.  I kept going as long as I could before pulling out.  He flipped
around and sat on the bed looking at me, both of us slightly sweaty.  I
wasn't done with him yet.  That boy was gonna fit in those speedos
guaranteed.  I dropped to my knees and took his cock back in my mouth and
sucked him off again.  He tried to move away, but I pushed him onto his
back and held him down as I used tongue and suction.  He lasted a lot
longer this time, but eventually I got the third load from him.  Not so
much a load as a thimble full, but a climax nonetheless.  He sat up looking
exhausted.

"Fuck that was hot!"  He panted.

"Okay, enough foreplay.  Let's get to the sex," I joked.

"What?"

"Kidding.  I think you've had enough for a few hours.  Try the speedos on
now and we'll see if my job here is done."

First, he grabbed some tissues and wiped his dick and his ass so that he
wouldn't make a mess in his swim suit.  Then he tried it on, and smiled.
"It fits."

"See, now you know how to do it.  I should get a job in wardrobe," I joked.
"Work with the other guys and have some fun tomorrow and I'm sure you'll be
fine," I said as he checked himself out in the mirror.  I took out my
camera and snapped a few shots of him.  I think he looked best from behind
as the speedos really framed his perky ass nicely, but I made sure to get
some shots from the front too, as well as ones with his reflection in the
mirror.  "Unless you wanna go again, I should probably get back to the guys
and see how they're doing on set."

"I think I'm good for now.  Thanks for the help," he grinned as he took
them off and stood facing me in the nude again.  God, I wanna do him again.

"I'll look forward to seeing you in Vancouver.  Maybe we can try other
clothes on," I teased as I got dressed.

"Or I could just hang out naked like Blake says you guys do."

"That too.  Catch up with you later," I said as he walked me to the door of
the trailer and I went to the set to find Colin and Blake there.

"What took so long?"  Blake asked.

"He needed help with his costume for tomorrow.  I think he's good now," I
replied.

"What kinda help?"  Blake asked looking at me suspiciously.

"He was having trouble with the fit and wanted someone to assist him.  Is
that okay with you Mr. Curious?"

 He leaned in to give me a hug which I thought was nice, until I realized
he was actually smelling me.  He let go and looked up and gave me a smile.
He whispered.  "How was he?"

"Shut up, perv," I said pushing him on the shoulder.  But I stuck my tongue
out a little and nodded as I smiled at him.  He shook his head.

"Figured."

We watched him work for a bit and I have to admit, he really took direction
well, but this shit is a boring as watching paint dry.  No wonder they get
paid a lot.  Acting in front of a green screen seems to make it even more
uninteresting.  At least on location, you'd have something to make you
believe you were part of it.  But here, they were just pretending shit was
going on behind them.  By lunch time, I was ready to go, and we said our
goodbyes to Blake and the crew.  He walked us to the car and said he'd be
home in a few weeks.  He received the required kisses and hugs and he tried
to act all teenager about it, saying we were embarrassing him, but we all
knew he loved it.

"I think he enjoyed his birthday," Colin remarked as the car made its way
to the airport.

"I'd say so.  Looks like he's having fun and making good friends.  I just
hope he doesn't want to move here permanently.  I think I'd miss him not
being around as much."

"It's always a possibility.  You know he'll move out eventually."

"Sure, when he's 30 or something, but not yet," I replied leaning in to hug
Colin, hoping he wouldn't give me a smell test too.  We got home a few
hours later and told the guys about the birthday and how well we'd pulled
off the surprise on screen.  Next up was the party for when Blake got home.
He'd want to have all his friends over for that one.  I'll order some
Xanax.



End of Chapter.  Blake's 14th birthday is next, and a shock that no one
expected.  No...it's not a fourth identical brother, just so you don't
guess that.  A major vacation is just around the corner...and Justin has
sex.  Thought I'd mention that in case you thought he might be slowing down
as he gets older.  Thanks for your continued support of the Society Boys.

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