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Subject: David-A Boys’ Story 8 I went back home, back to school, back to the regular life at the ranch. About two months after the photo shoot I was in my room after supper finishing up the sketch of Misha and me standing naked together when I saw a beat up old junker of a car came huffing and smoking up the driveway. Andy must have seen it because he came out and walked down the steps toward the car. I didn’t pay it much attention, probably migrant workers looking for a job. A bit later I heard someone running up the stairs then bang on my bedroom door and I answered it to see Nathan, a wee bit out of breath, telling me Andy needed me downstairs right away. I followed him outside where Andy and Teddy, who had a rifle under his arm, were arguing with a man and a woman. From where I was they looked like vagrants, thin and raggedy, and disheveled looking. As I got closer I realized it was my mother and a guy who looked like Skinny Fuck, the prick I had leveled the day before I left Missoula. When she saw me, my mother headed toward me and Andy stopped her. Skinny fuck yelled at Andy to keep his hands off her and actually swung at him. Bad move. Andy grabbed his hand and arm, swung the guy around and threw him onto the hood of his car. He started to get off and Teddy cocked the rifle and leveled it at him in the blink of an eye. The dick head stayed put. “What do you want,” I asked, menace clear in my voice. “Oh my baby,” she half wailed, “I have been looking all over for you, I want you to come back home where you belong.” She wanted to come to me but Andy, and Ted’s rifle, provided a deterrent. She went on to say that she had seen the article on me from the little interview with me and Jamahl, as well as the picture of me with Robin in People magazine. The magazine article said that I lived in Kalispell so she managed to track me down here. She wanted me to come back home, everything would be different, yada yada yada. “I told you not to come looking for me when I left. I meant it,” I said. “You mean less than nothing to me. I will not ever live with you and I do not ever want to see your face or hear your name ever again.” I walked closer to the man who was now standing next to the car. “If I ever see you again you dumb fuck, I will put you in the fucking hospital.” Then the truth of the whole thing came out. “I’ll take you to court,” my mother yelled. “I’m your mother and legal guardian and I deserve control of your funds. I’ll sue for custody and by God I’ll get it and you will too once I have you back.” Andy told them both that the legal work had already been done and it was a waste of their time so get off the property and don’t ever come back. Then she tried the begging thing, after all she was my mother and I should help her out, yada yada yada. I told her to go fuck herself. Then skinny fuck made another bad move. “I’ll get you, you little prick,” he said, pointing to me. And what seemed directed to both Andy and me he said “I’ll get you when you ain’t expectin it and you’ll pay you fuckn bastards” Like I said. Bad Move. Andy was standing pretty close to both my mom and the idiot. One big paw streaked out and clasped onto skinny fucks throat and pulled him close to Andy’s face. The other caught the edge of my mother’s coat and she got pulled into the circle, which I was standing just outside of. And Andy spoke. He told Ted to get the guys wallet and car registration and go make copies of both in his den. To the other two, in a low whisper, dripping with venom and underlying violence, he said, “You just signed your death warrant. No one threatens my boy or me. No one.” Skinny fuck was turnin blue and struggling to breath. Andy went on. “You will leave the state of Montana and you will do it now. You will not ever come back to this state or this ranch, nor will you ever talk to David or try to contact him again. If I find out that you are still in this state three days from now, I will have you both killed. If I ever find out that you spoke to David, or tried to contact him in any way or by any means I will have you both killed. If you attempt to try some legal tricks to gain control of David or his substantial estate, I will have you both killed. If you go to any law enforcement agency, any magazine, or in any way shape or form, try to cause David or myself any trouble or distress, I will have you both killed. If I, or David, has any difficulties of any kind, and if I even think you had anything to do with it, I will have you hunted down like the dogs that you are and have you both killed” Skinny fuck was really struggling now, trying to pry Andy’s hand from his throat, with no success. “Do you understand?” skinny fuck didn’t answer but kept trying to breath. Andy slammed the guys head into the car hood twice then said again. “Do you understand?” Skinny fuck managed to nod his head once before he fainted and Andy let go, the guy falling to a heap in the driveway. My mother looked to me and said “David” in a pleading voice and got no further. Andy yanked her to him, their noses almost touching and said, “That was your first and only chance.” Ted had returned with the documents and Andy told him to have a couple of “the boys” follow these “vermin” in one of the trucks and escort them to Missoula, make sure they packed their shit up and headed out of town. He turned to me and said, “Come on son, let’s go into the house.” He put his big arm around my shoulder we walked away. Andy led me into the den where he poured himself a glass of wine. After a moment’s thought he poured me a small glass as well which indicated to me how upset he was. “I am so sorry that you had to witness that David,” he said “but I thought I necessary for you to know exactly what I said and what the consequences will be to those people.” He didn’t even refer to her as my mother. We sipped the wine in silence for a moment and then I said quietly, “You called me your son. First you called me your boy, then you called me son.” Andy thought for just a second before nodding his head. “I think of you as my son David, I hope you don’t mind too much.” I put my glass down and went to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, laying my head on his shoulder, “No, I don’t mind that at all. Dad.” The incident with my mother seemed to change my relationship with Andy. It had always been great but we seemed closer somehow and I figured that it must have been the quasi declaration of father-son that made the difference. We didn’t start addressing each other like father son on any regular basis but from time to time it came out and when it did, I felt a little glow in my heart. Between him and Anthony I really felt like I had family that loved me and cared for me. As spring ambled on toward summer we moved into the routine that would carry us through until summer and fall. One weekend in mid May Andy asked if I wanted to ride out to our camp spot on the river with a couple of guests. They’d need someone to handle the domestic chores and of course I might be invited to participate in the extra curricular activities as well. The guests were from back east and would most likely be bringing at least one young companion. I would be the only boy from the ranch on the trip and one of the other hands would come along to handle the cooking chores. “Are we taking the chopper or horses?” I asked him. He wasn’t sure at that point. Some of the easterners fancied themselves cowboys and others felt they were too refined to ride a horse out there. Andy asked my preference and I told him I’d rather take a horse and a couple of the dogs. He smiled and said, “That’s my boy” as he ruffled my hair. I loved it when he did that. As it turned out the two men wanted to fly but the darling cute boy that was with one of them wanted to ride a horse and after a little bit of wrangling they allowed him to ride out with me, but after Andy made them well aware of the fact that I knew the ranch, knew the country, knew how to ride and their young charge was in perfectly capable hands. He winked at me. Teddy saddled up a horse for Keith, the small-ish almost thirteen year old boy while I saddled my own horse, and I do mean, my very own horse. Mike, the ranch hand who was going to go with us had to cancel at the last minute because of a family emergency in Boise Idaho so Andy asked if I could handle the cooking and other chores associated with a three day camping trip. “I can have Maria prepare some stews and other things that are easy to reheat to make things easier for you, take some venison steaks, that sort of stuff,” Andy told me. I told him that I could handle the job but that having the cook prepare some things and fly them out on the chopper with the guests would be great. Andy smiled. “I figured you could manage it,” he said. I’d been out to the camp site many times, learned the ankara eve gelen escort basics of camp management from Teddy and that included cooking. I could rig a fishing pole, clean and fry a fish, and numerous other things and I was proud that Andy was considering letting me handle the job. I went up to my room and brought down a small bag with a change of clothes, mostly underwear, my 30-30, and a five inch Bowie knife that went on my belt at my right hip. I put my bag with the stuff that would be flown out, I slipped the rifle into its custom made scabbard, strapped my personal sleeping bag on the back of my saddle and climbed on. Teddy helped boost Keith up onto his horse and I whistled for the dogs and we headed out for the three plus hour ride to the site. It really is a nice easy ride through open fields. Much of the area we rode through has no fences so from time to time we ran into cattle and of course the dogs scared up pheasant and grouse all of which thrilled Keith to no end. An east coast city boy, this was his first trip to the country and he was excited as any kid getting to go to Disneyland. About half way into the ride I decided to stop for a piss and water break. I climbed down of my Roan and helped Keith then stepped off the path, unzipped my jeans and hauled my cock out and began to pass water. The darker skinned young boy was right next to me and almost gasped when he saw my dick. “My gosh David, your cock is huge. I never seen anything that big.” Like I’d never heard that before. “I doubt mine will ever get that big he said as he unbuttoned and opened his pants, pulling them down far enough to clear his balls and began peeing. I glanced over at his preteen dick, small in his small hand. “Well it’ll grow as you do Keith,” I told him, “it really isn’t that small ya know.” He stopped pissing and turned to face me, pushing his pants down almost to his knees and pulling his t-shirt up so at to expose his genital area completely. I moved to stand in front of him and looked at his boyhood pride and joy. It looked about three inches long, was circumcised. His balls hung underneath, the bag slightly wrinkled. He had just started getting hairs and I could almost count the short black strands growing at the base of his cock. He had a fairly smooth little tummy, not quite flat like mine, but with a little bit of baby fat I guess you’d call it. Still he was cute and so was his dick and I told him so. “Yeah but you’re cuter and your cock is so huge and you’re not that much older than me are you?” I was in fact about seven months older that the cute young thing. “Can I touch it?” he asked tentatively. As if I’d refuse any boy who asked to touch my dick. I nodded my head and he reached out and grasped onto my cock as it hung there between us. His small hand felt almost hot on my cock as he squeezed it gently, up and down the length. As usual the hose responded almost immediately to the attention it was getting, swelling in the young boy’s hand rapidly. “Oh wow you’re getting a boner.” Keith’s cock wasn’t laying there still as any field mouse either but raising pretty fast itself and stretching out into a four inch or so piece of flesh, darker than mine. His skin color reminded me of Jamahl only not as dark, maybe more like Alika. In any case I reached over and grasped onto his cock and felt him up, squeezing and stroking his cocklet and causing him to sigh contentedly. “Lets take our clothes off,” Keith suggested, an idea I found very appealing. I love being naked but being naked outside, in the warm air miles from anyone is so awesome and being naked with a cute boy is even better. We let go of each other and quickly peeled our clothes off then came back together, groping and feeling each other, exploring. “Want me to suck your cock,” I asked the boy and he just nodded his head. I dropped to my knees in front of him and took the rampant little dick into my mouth and sucked it, my tongue swirling around the sensitive head. I bobbed there a moment before letting it loose and licking at his smooth hairless balls, pushing the bag and its nuggets around with my tongue. Keith was moaning, his hands were on my head and ruffling my hair as I worked on him, reveling in his odors, the boy scent. He wanted to try to suck on my cock so I stopped what I was doing and lay on the ground, spreading my shirt out to sort of cushion my butt a little bit. Once I was settled down, Keith got down next to me, grasped onto my cock and pulled it up and looked the head over closely before licking at it, cleaning the precum off. After a small sort of washing he placed his mouth over the head and closed his lips and began sucking on it, moving his mouth and lips, the tongue exploring the soft skin. I liked having my cock sucked and it was even better when a cute young preteen like Keith was doing the sucking. He finally laid his head on my belly, keeping my cock in his mouth almost like a baby sucking on a tit. His hand stroked the shaft from time to time as though he forgot that he was supposed to be doin it. He was new to sex, that much was clear. Of course if he spent any time with me he’d be pretty good at it pretty soon. All in all though he was doin okay and I felt like I could cum if he kept it up so I told him that. I guess he wanted to see me squirt out my sperms because he worked harder at suckin on me and stroking me. “Okay it’s there, it’s gonna happen you better move your head.” Keith did as I suggested and not a moment too soon, although his body still was in the way. When my cock started spitting, the globs of cum hit him in the chest and neck cuz he was right in the line of fire. “Harder Keith, stroke it harder,” I moaned out and he did what I asked, still not moving from my spray which means that anything that didn’t go onto my chest or belly went onto him. My contractions finally subsided and he leaned down and took a swipe of my spermy cock head with his tongue, proclaiming that it was a little bit salty but not bad really. When he moved away from me and turned I could see my cum slowly running down his torso and I realized once more how much of the stuff I really made. “Want me to make you cum too,” I asked the boy and when he nodded his head I got up so he could lay on my shirt. Once situated, I lay beside him and went to work on him, taking the entire cock into my mouth all the way to his smooth young balls. I could feel his sparse little pubic hairs tickle my cheeks as I sucked on him and it kinda made me a little bit hotter for him. I didn’t know why, it just did. My hand cupped and felt on his nuts while I sucked, my tongue swirled all over the head and it didn’t take a whole long time before he was crying out and squirming around. I took my head away and stroked on the rigid little cock with my thumb and fingers then felt it stiffen up and a single glob of sperm plopped out onto his tummy. I figured that the youngster hadn’t been making sperms for very long and remembered back to the time when I was just like him. Only difference was my cock was about twice the size that his was at that age. I leaned down and sucked the glob into my mouth, rolled it over my tongue a little bit then swallowed it. I lay down next to him and we sorta just held each other for a little bit, the sun beating down on our naked bodies, a very slight breeze blowing over us. “This is so cool,” Keith said softly. “I wish I could live here. I really hate the city.” I asked if maybe whoever he lived with would let him come out for a summer visit and he allowed as how that might be possible. I got up, pulled the boy to his feet then cleaned my cum off his body with some dried grass, finishing off with my shirt tail. We got dressed, that is the bottom parts only, electing to go bare chested for the rest of the ride. I helped him up onto his horse and we headed out. We reached the river an hour or so later and rode alongside it, when the terrain allowed. We were in lightly wooded country, that is, trees, but sparsely situated. We finally arrived at the campsite, a beautiful spot that I loved to be at and in fact came out to whenever I could. It was located between two rocky rapid areas in the river, not large ones but that kind of spot where it’s rocky and tumbling then a smooth pond like spot that empties into more tumbling rapids. The river was small, about thirty feet wide perhaps, with rocks and boulders that allowed a person to carefully pick their way across. It wasn’t real fast or deep so if you fell in, it wouldn’t be a huge problem aside from getting soaked. The residence part of it was a lean to about fifteen long, eight feet deep and slanted so that you could stand up inside at the front but would have to duck a bit at the back, at least adults would, kids like Keith and I could stand fully upright. gaziantep escort The sides, back and the back half of the top were made of hand cut wood nailed to a pole frame and it had a heavy canvas piled on the back half of the roof. It was made that way so we could drape the canvas over the top and front in the event of poor weather when camping. Otherwise it was open so soft range grass could grow, creating a somewhat soft sleeping mat. Overall it was quite clever and clearly very sturdy. In front, about ten feet away, was a large fire pit lined with river rock with three hand made wooden benches in various positions along it’s sides and half between the lean to and the pit off to one side was a hand made picnic table and benches. Along one whole side of the lean to was a corrugated steel box about four feet high that contained sleeping gear as well as other camping things one might need in the wilderness. Along the back side of the lean to were two more similar boxes, one about six feet high and resembling a steel kitchen cabinet the other one similar to the camping gear one, and a refrigerator. The entire back was protected by the overhanging roof of the lean to so that even the heavy metal boxes were kept dry. I fired up the gas generator that was inside the smaller metal box so the fridge would be cool for the perishable items coming out on the chopper. Woods started at the back of the lean to, where a nice little rock lined path went about fifty feet to an outhouse and in between the two was a long woodshed, covered to keep the wood dry.. Off to one side was a corral of sorts for the horses made of the same kind of poles as the lean to. It also had a similar lean to, this one for hay. The first thing I had to do was drag the sleeping things out and air them, although they had been placed there only a month or so before. The boxes were all unlocked although they did have wing nut type of latches. The camp site was practically in the middle of nowhere on private land but also this was harsh country and if by chance someone was stranded out here, they would be able to live and locked boxes might prevent that. The lids were designed so that the lip was double edged, the inside covered with a heavy rubber gasket so that when closed and latched, the lip of the box fitted over the lid effectively sealing it off from critters and weather. There was a rope line strung between some trees for a clothesline which is where the bags and pillows went. I unsaddled the horses and put them into the corral while I asked Keith to get a bug bomb from the box and go set it off in the outhouse, make sure there were no little critters living in there, and to put a fresh role of paper there as well. I pulled my rifle out of its scabbard and carried it inside the lean to and set it on poles designed just for that purpose. Once all that was done it was free time. Keith wanted to swim and I told him that the river was colder than a well diggers ass but he insisted. I pulled out a couple of towels and set them on a bench close to the pool where we’d swim, then stripped naked. Keith did the same and commented on my cock again. “Gosh the thing is like a snake or something,” he said in admiration. I was still only about five foot three, was still a slender boy and wouldn’t really start growing for another year of so. Given that, I suppose my cock did look abnormally large to a young boy. Who am I fucking kidding, the damned thing looked big to everybody. I was admiring his body as well. Just under five feet tall, Keith had a nice little body, firm legs and a deliciously little boy’s butt. Definitely edible and I intended to do just that before he left to go back home. “Common shrimp lets swim.” As we walked to the edge of the pool I told him that the only way to really get in was just to dive in cause if you tried to walk in you’d quit and get out. I led him to a spot on one side, pointed to where he should dive, then dove in myself, surfacing about the middle of the pool. “AAAAAAAhhhhhhhhh,” I screamed out as soon as my head broke the surface. Goddamn that fucking water was cold. Even my cock lost some inches to shrinkage in there. Keith laughed then dove in and when he surfaced his higher pitched scream pierced the quiet air. We both swan right to shore and waded out then stood shivering as we tried to dry off. “Fuck that’s cold. It even made your dick shrink,” Keith pointed out. “Yeah, and your balls are even closer to your body that usual,” I snapped back. He laughed and we both chattered as we tried to get warm. Fortunately the sun was at its peak, there was no breeze and we regained our composure fairly quickly. His balls and my cock came back out to catch some rays as we laid our towels on the soft grasses and basked for a while in the warm sun. I picked up the sound of chopper when it was still far out from the site. I nudged Keith and told him company was coming. We both finished dressing as the chopper came into view then gently touched down in a designated area about a hundred yards from the camp and corral. I ran to the chopper to help the pilot unload our supplies and was surprised to see Jonathan get out and start unloading. Jon is a way cute thirteen year old boy who was fairly new to the ranch by way of another friend of Andy’s. I hadn’t had sex with him yet, didn’t know if anyone had but the fact that he was there with us indicated that Andy had talked to him and the boy had made the decision to come out. That Andy had allowed a novice to come out showed his faith in my ability to lead the party. Had an adult ranch hand made the trip out then that person would have been in charge. It felt good to me that Andy was making such a declaration of his trust in me. I knew I wouldn’t let him down and so did he. Of course we were only 20 minutes by air from the ranch and I did have a cell phone with me but still and all. We managed to get everything out of the way so the chopper could leave then hauled it to the camp site and stored it in the appropriate places. I introduced Keith and Jon, showed everyone where to stow their packs in the lean to. One of the guests, Brandon asked about sleeping arrangements. I explained that we would lay some heavy moving type blankets on the soft grass in the lean to then lay our sleeping bags out on that. “So, then,” the other guest, Matthew asked, “Who sleeps with who?” This was his first trip to the ranch so he wasn’t sure just how things were supposed to work. “Well,” I said with a smile, “That usually finds a way of working itself out. It’s two o’clock now, what would you guys like to do?” Both men felt like they just wanted to lay about, since it was too late in the day to hike, maybe get some sun, swim (Keith and I looked at each other) but mostly just not do anything. Everyone was a little hungry so I told Jon where some blankets were, pointed out to where to lay them out on the grass while I prepared some cold cuts, cheese, bread and crackers. Matthew asked about nude sunbathing and I told him that we were on private land in the middle of nowhere. If he wanted go naked then it was his choice. “You guys won’t mind?” Boy did this guy have a lot to learn. “Matthew, it’s just us guys in the first place. Secondly we’re all gonna end up naked and doing who knows what else later on. Being nude on the ranch is almost the rule.” He still looked a little skeptical so I took my shirt off, pulled my jeans off and tossed them to a side and stood there in my boxers. “How’s that for a start?” I smiled at him. “Okay, okay, I get your point,” he said with what I thought of as a sheepish look on his face. For his part, Keith was peeling his clothes off, was soon bare assed naked and encouraging Brandon, who he’d come with, to take his clothes off as well. For his part Brandon was chuckling at the precocious little guy while he began undressing. “What should I do? Jon asked me quietly. “This is the first time I’ve been invited to be with the guests.” I looked at him a moment, taking him in. About an inch taller than I was and ten pounds or so heavier, Jon was a pretty cute boy. His sandy colored hair was cut short at the ears and worn longer in the back and on the bangs. His large, beautifully green eyes were framed by thick dark lashes and matching colored brows and together set off a smooth clear face. Jon sported a small nose that was turned up slightly at the end and had a freckle or two. His mouth was kinda small too but his lips were perfect, almost like a girls and I wondered for a moment about what it would be like having my own lips pressed in tight to them. “I’m sure that Andy told you that your first duty is to help me with the normal stuff like fixing food, cleaning up and that stuff. You are free to participate in sex if you want and how much you want. No boy is required ankara gerçek resimli escort to be with a guest or another boy if they don’t want to and quests are not allowed to pressure a boy. Our guests are screened very well and can only come here if they’ve been recommended by two other guests that have been coming here for at least five years. So, after helping me with this stuff you can get as naked as you want to and do what you want to.” He seemed to think about that as he helped me go about preparing the snack food. We both turned to look when we heard Keith squeal with delight and saw that both Brandon and Matthew had stripped down as well and we watched for a moment as their lily white asses and pale cocks just milled around. “What are you gonna do?” he asked. “Well, I’ll probably go naked as soon as I put the food on the picnic table. I like being naked out here and I love being sexy, especially with boys but there is some stuff that I will do with a guest too if I feel like it. Many of the guests actually like to watch me be with other boys so it works out pretty well for me. Sometimes guests leave gifts for us with Andy and he’ll call us into his office one at time and give the gift to us. We are never to discuss gifts, or even if we got one, with another boy. That is only between the boy, Andy and the guest. The rule is one of the strictest and a boy could be let go if he even asks.” “Can I ask you something else?” When I nodded my head he asked about wanting to be sexy with another boy but not a guest and was that okay. I explained that each boy was free to do only what he wanted as long as it was respectful and did not cause pain, like in hitting or whipping or stuff like that. He nodded his head. “Well, I don’t know about being sexy with the guests, but I’d like to be sexy with you.” He looked a little embarrassed and his head was down a little bit. I reached over and lifted his chin, forcing him to look at me. “Have you ever been sexy with another boy?” He shook his head no. I leaned in and kissed him on the lips, which I wanted to do anyhow, then said, “I would love being sexy with you Jon.” He smiled and I handed him a plate of meat and cheeses and another with bread and crackers and told him to go put them on the table. I followed behind him with glasses and large thermos of iced tea. We set the food down and he turned to look at me, clearly unsure of what to do. “Come here,” I told him. When he got close to me I reached over and grasped onto the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. To his credit, Jon didn’t fight it but went along completely. I admired his well formed chest, the result of years of work in farming country. He had small brown pink nipples and tan areolas, definitely nibble material. I kept my eyes locked onto his as I reached down and undid his belt the unsnapped his Wrangler jeans and unzipped them, opening the flaps to reveal the white cotton material of jockey type briefs. As I started to slip the jeans down, he managed to kick off his shoes so that by the time the jeans were in a puddle at his feet he could basically step out of them. I looked at the bulge in his underwear, noticed it swelling almost before my eyes. I rubbed at his package and a small sigh escaped from his throat. My own cock was growing rapidly in my boxers, an event not lost on Jon. He boldly reached over and grasped onto me and squeezed gently. “God what have you got in there David?” he asked, a little astonished. I didn’t answer but put my fingers inside the waistband of his briefs and pulled it out and down, clearing his hardening cock, and pushed them down to his knees where my toe grabbed the rim and pulled them to the ground. I looked at him, admiring his teenage cock, what appeared to be growing to about five inches or so long. He was circumcised, the perfectly shaped head a little shiny from leaking precum. His balls made a nice bag underneath, resting side by side in a hairless and slightly wrinkled bag. Jon’s pubic bush wasn’t very thick, still a neat patch of dark brown fuzz. “Nice cock Jon, I’m gonna love having it my mouth,” I said with a smile as I bent over slightly to take my boxers off then stood up allowing him to take in the sight of my nine inch boy cock which was standing out from my slender body, proud of it’s existence. Clapping sounds brought us both back to reality and we turned to see the Brandon and Matthew along with Keith all offering applause at the show they had just witnesses. All three of them were hard as well although both men were smaller than me, no surprise there, about six to seven inches apiece. Jon turned back to me and said, “Fuck its huge David, I never seen a cock so big on such a small boy.” Neither had I, or many other people it seemed like. The other’s reached the table where Jon and I were standing and of course had to make comments. “So, Matthew said, “you must be the one that my friends were talking about. They weren’t lying, you’re a pretty magnificent specimen of boyhood,” he said with admiration. Brandon had seen me before so didn’t really feel the need to comment I guess. Both he and Keith went for the snacks but I thanked Matthew anyhow then waved my arm to the table, inviting him to eat and then turned and did the same thing. Talk was light while we munched, nothing of any consequence what so ever and so everyone’s dick went back to being soft again. When we were finished Jon and I cleaned up while the others just lounged around on the blankets. “Are you feeling more comfortable?” I asked him as we moved around. He smiled and nodded his head. “Yes I am. Thanks David. Gosh your dick is still huge even when it’s soft. Mine just gets back to being small.” We both looked at his cock, which indeed, had shriveled to a three inch or so piece of flesh that rested on his balls and bobbed a little bit when he walked. “We can change that if you’d like. I’m sure it wouldn’t take a whole of energy to blow some life into it,” I said, placing emphasis on my sad little pun. I reached to him, my hand cupped under his soft smooth balls, the head of his cock resting against the palm of my upturned hand. I could feel his dick respond immediately to the warmth of my flesh and as his boyhood grew I moved my hand and gently grasped onto it, causing the thing to inflate at a fairly rapid pace. Gripping the sides of it with my thumb and forefinger, I stroked on it, the shaft sliding back and forth across my open palm. As his cock stretched out to its full length I wrapped my finger around it and moved the skin of his hardened pole. I was standing right in front of Jon as I brought life back into his cock and my own dick, responding to the situation was getting hard pretty quick too only it was rising between Jon’s thighs and coming up underneath his balls. “I want to suck on your cock. Do you mind?” Jon shook his head no so I dropped to my knees, and still holding onto his steel hard prick, I leaned into it. I licked the precum off the head before I opened my mouth and put it in. I closed my lips over it and let my tongue explore the smooth soft skin. I’m always amazed at how soft the skin on a cock head is, and Jon’s was no different. Holding onto one cheek of his ass, a butt I found to be quite firm and fleshy, I moved my mouth toward his pubic nest until the hairs poked my nose then moved back off of it. The hand that held his dick moved to his smooth sperm makers and fondled and cupped them, feeling the texture there as well. God I loved smooth balls. Like a cock head it was really smooth and soft and I loved how it felt in my hand. I continued to bob back and forth on Jon’s cock and he started moving his hips along with me, gently fucking his dick into my warm mouth. Thing was, it was the kid’s first time being sexy with anyone, first blow job, all that stuff so it didn’t take long before he was ready to unload his nuts. “Oh fuck I’m gonna squirt out,” he moaned. I took my head from his little one and stroked him, my full handed grip holding him firmly. I felt his flesh thicken in my hand and then the head spit out a glob of white goo that flew a good three feet in the air, followed by three other shots and then it slowed to a dribble that leaked out onto my wrist. We turned our heads at the sound of clapping as I continued to slowly milk the pale hose, squeezing out every single drop of his young sperms then I turned and licked the dripping cum off his cock. He jumped cause it tickled so bad so I didn’t get any more than one lick. As I started to stand up Matthew came over to where the sperming took place his own hard cock bobbing along in front of him like a direction finder. Keith and Brandon stayed where they were on the blanket, since Brandon was busy sucking Keith’s cock, the younger boy smiling at me as his hands rubbed in Brandon’s hair. “So, the young boy with the magnificent cock,” he said, repeating himself as he approached us. “They weren’t lying that’s for sure. I wouldn’t mind playing with you a little bit,” he said tentatively. “Well,” I said, putting on a bit of Montana drawl, “We do what we can to make our guests stay pleasurable and memorable.”

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