Happy Birthday, Jake; Part Three
"I'm not sure this is a good idea" said Timmy. He was riding next to Jake in his Camaro, his ample charms concealed beneath an oversized sweatshirt; Jake's shirt, in fact.
"It'll be fine, babe; you'll see," said Jake, pulling the car off the road and parking next to several others. A path led into the woods. Timmy could hear the sound of a river in the distance.
"But these friends of yours...how are they going to feel about me?" Jake smiled smugly.
"We'll see, won't we?"
Timmy took Jake's hand and they began the hike to the water.
"Hey Jake, you know the rules; no chicks here!" shouted Frank Gleason from a rock midstream. He was a dark-haired boy, muscular and cocky.
"I know the rules, you douche" Jake replied. ""Come meet Timmy."
Frank and two other boys swam to the shore and gathered around the couple.
"Timmy?" said Liam O'Toole, a lanky redhead. "Looks more like a Tammy to me." The others laughed.
"Well look again," said Jake, lifting Timmy's shirt up to his waist. The swimsuit the boy wore was a thong type that showed off his perfect round buns, but also left no doubt as to the male equipment in contained in front. The boys looked confused.
"But...what's with the big chest? Are those pecs?" asked Dirk Scanlon, a short wrestler.
"See for yourself" said Jake, pulling Timmy's shirt off entirely. Timmy's voluptuous breasts were barely contained by a bikini top. All three boys mouths hung open in astonishment.
"Well, well; look at that Timmy. Looks like we pulled three codfish outta this here river" laughed Jake.
Then a look of comprehension spread over Frank's face.
"Oh! He's a titboy, right? One of those gay boys who go on hormones and grow boobs?"
"Now ya got it" said Jake. "And he's mine."
"Whadaya mean 'yours?'" asked Dirk.
"I mean, Dad got him for me for my birthday. He's all mine to do whatever I want with. Dad's paying his living and education expenses as long as I want him. And believe me, that's going to be a long time!"
"Uh, you mean you guys...ya know...do it?" mumbled Liam.
"Damn straight we do it. Timmy here is the best fuck I ever had. He beats pussy all hollow. And he gives heads like nobody's business."
The boys looked uncomfortable.
"That's kinda more information than I really needed, man" said Frank.
"Oh come one; you give a a detailed play-by-play of every chick you nail, you fucker" said Jake.
"Well yeah, but those are girls. If you wanna fuck around with guys, that's your business, but I really don't want to hear about it."
Frank walked back to the river and dove in. Liam and Dirk were standing transfixed by Timmy's breasts.
"OK, so Frank's gonna be a dick about this. How about you two?" asked Jake.
"Uh...look at my fuckin' hard-on, man" laughed Dirk. "Guy or not, Timmy here is smokin' hot. I say you are one lucky bastard, Jake."
"Thanks, man. I thought you'd be cool with it. How about you, Li?"
Liam tore his eyes from Timmy's chest.
"Huh? I just wanna see his tits, man." They all laughed, except Timmy who was flushed with embarrasment.
"What do you think, Timmy? Should we let these clowns see what I get to suck on all the time?"
"It's up to you, Jake" Timmy said softly. "You're the boss."
"Hear that boys? I'm the boss. How many chicks have ever said that to you? OK, turn your back on the river so that prick Frank can't see, and show these studs your beauties."
Jake and the other two boys formed a protective circle around Timmy as he slipped out of his top. The cool breeze made his nipples stand up proudly as Liam and Drik gasped.
"Ah, man; those are fuckin' perfect" groaned Dirk. "Can I feel?"
"There's one for each of you, men. Help yourselves" said Jake.
"Dirk ran his rough, calloused hand over Timmy's left breast, whil Liam cupped and hefted the right one in his big paw.
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph" sighed Liam. "And you get these all to yourself? Tain't right."
"So now you know what to ask for for your own birthday's men. Have your dad's call mine; he'll tell them how to go about it I'm sure. My posse should all have their own titboy's."
"Oh fuck yeah!" shouted Dirk. "That would be awesome! I'm having my dad call yours tonight."
"Me too," sighed Liam, still absorbed in the glory that was Timmy's right boob.
"Jake, darling," sighed Timmy. "I'm getting awfully worked-up."
"Alright, men, that's enough. Timmy here can only take so much stimulation before he loses all control. He's liable to drop to his knees and blow you both right here."
"And what would be wrong with that, exactly?" said Liam.
Jake looked thoughtful.
"I guess I could handle that. So long as you stay away from his ass. That sweet boy-pussy is mine. Are you willing to give my boys here some relief Timmy?"
Embarrased by his own arousal, Timmy only nodded.
All right then. Who's first?"
"Me" said Dirk. "I'm smaller; better start with me and warm-up before you tackle that hog of Liam's."
Timmy turned to face the stocky wrestler. Ripped muscle gleamed in the sun. Timmy ran his nads down the boy's chest, over his abs, and into the waistband of his siwmsuit. He sank to his knees, pulling the suit down Dirk's legs. A thick six inch boycock swung into view, over a fat bag of nuts. Timmy pushed his face into the stud's crotch and breathed-in his masculine scent. He moaned and began to lick and kiss the bulging scrotum.
"Oh yeah...he really gets into it, doesn't he?" sighed Dirk.
"You bet; Timmy is the best" said Jake proudly.
Suddenly Timmy dove onto Dirk's fat cock, pulling the boy's hips toward him with his hands. Suctioning frantically, he put al his skills to work, and it wasn't more than a minute before Dirk was spewing his hot load of spunk down Timmy's throat. Overcome, he fel back onto the sand, gasping for air.
Timmy turned to Liam, and gasped himself. A massive tube of pale white flesh stuck out from his fiery bush. His balls hung halfway down his thighs.
"If it's too much for you, I understand," said the boy. Timmy felt his pride rise within him.
"Of course not. You're Jake's friend; it's my duty to satisfy you."
Beginning by licking all over the shaft like a giant lolipop, Timmy was soon concentrating on the plum-like head. A steady stream of pre-cum flowed out of the piss-lips, and the flavor was like nectar to Timmy. Opening his jaws like a snake trying to devour a pig, he managed to take the monster into his gullet. Liam suddenly began to fuck his throat frantically.
"Ah, sweet Jesus, I've never been able to get entirely inside anyone before! This is incedible! Christ Almighty!"
Timmy was starting to get light-headed from lack of oxygen when Liam mercifully began to shoot his sperm directly into the boy's belly. His screams of ecstasy echoed off the rocks, until he too fell to the ground in a virtual swoon.
Jake put his arm round Timmy as he licked his lips.
"That's my baby. Thanks for taking care of my boys. They're good men."
"My pleasure, dear" sighed Timmy. "But I'm still so horny..."
"I know babe. Give me a minute."
Jake turned to his recovering friends.
"All right, gentlemen; you've sampled the merchandise. I think now it's time you go talk to your fathers about getting some fine boy-ass for yourselves, don't you?"
"Fuck yeah" said Dirk. "Let's go, man." He and Liam disdappeared up the path.
"Do you think their fathers will really go for it?" asked Timmy.
"I know they will. It was them who asked me to introduce their boys to the idea."
"Timmy laughed.
"So this whole thing was a plot?"
"Yep."
"And what do you get out of it?"
"I get a crew of friends who arfe as happy as I am, babe."
"Jake took Timmy in his arms and kissed him tenderly.
"Oh, darling; I'm the luckiest titboy in the world."
"I'm the lucky one," sighed Jake. He lay down on the sand and patted the place beside him. Timmy joined him, and they began to make love. Soon Jake had his face buried between Timys round asscheeks, eating his boy-pussy while Timmy moaned.
Forgotten, Frank sat on a rock in the river, watching the erotic spectacle. He knew he should be repulsed. There was his best freind with his tongue up another boy's butt. But oh, what a butt! And those tits! The way they stood so proudly on the beauty's chest. Unable to help himself, he slipped into the water and swam closer.
Jake place Timmy's legs over his broad shoulders and lined his meaty cock up with Timmy's pink pussy.
"Oh, man...he can't really fit that thing in that little boy's hole can he?" Frank wondered. He soon got his answer.
A shriek emerged from Timmy's open mouth as Jake impaled him on his virile young cock. Jake covered his mouth with his, until he felt the boy relax and start to thrust his hps up to meet Jake's cock. Then he began to fuck, ramming his breeder deep into the boy's stomach with every thrust. Timmy moaned and tossed his head.
"Fuck...the kid likes it" observed Frank, now just a few feet away. Despite the cold river water, his own organ was rock-hard, and his hand moved to stroke it.
"Fuck...look at Jake's balls bouncing off that sweet little cunt" he thought. "Look at those knockers bouncing!"
Jake was looking all right, and at Timmy's gorgeous face, flushed with excitment.
"Oh...oh...I love you so much, Jake! Aaaiiieeee!" Timmy wailed as his boycream exploded all over Jake's abs. His pussy spasmed, milking Jake's cock until he too was shooting his spunk deep into Timmy's bowels.
As they recovered, Jake became aware of Frank standing over them.
"So what do you think of my boy now, asshole?" said Jake.
Frank sank to his knees beside them. His boner stuck up between his legs.
"What does it look like I think?"
Jake laughed.
"Looks like you need some relief too. But first I want to hear you say it. Say: 'I was an asshole, and a titboy is an awesome thing.'"
Frank repeated the words quietly.
"Once more, with feeling."
"Don't be a jerk, Jake!"
"All right, all right."
Jake repositioned himself behind Timmy, keeping his cock buried deeply in the boy's behind.
"Give the man some head, baby."
Timmy sucked Frank's cock into his mouth and went to work, doing what he did so well. He stroked the big boy's balls, and slid one finger into his butthole, stimulating the prostate. Frank stared won at the impossibly beautiful face giving him such pleasure, and wondered why he had been so resistant to this. What could be better?
"Can I feel his tits, man?"
"Go for it."
Frank rubbed Timmy's nipples with surprising tenderness.
"That's it" said Jake. "That's the way to treat a titboy."
Jake found himself getting turned on again. Sharing this with his best friend had been something he had been looking forward to, so Frank's coming arond meant a lot to him. His cock swelled again and he began to thrust into Timmy's bottom again. Fascinated, Frank moved into a sixty-nine position, fucking Timmy's throat as he watched Jake's cock slide in and out of the tight hole. He spread Timmy's legs for a better view and lay with his face on one of his thighs, his eyes only inches from Jake's balls.
Frank saw beads of moisture on Timmy's pussy lips; wa sit sweat? Or did his pussy self-lubricate like a girl's? What did it smell like, taste like? Turned on past the point of self-control, he pressed his face into Timmy's crack, breathing in the heady scents. His tongue snaked out and began to lick all over the placew where Jake and Timmy were joined. Was he tasting ass, cock? He didn't care. Timmy's mouth was keeping him on the edge of heaven, and it was all good now. Jake's cock and balls looked so bit up close like this. He began to lick the shaft as it went in and out, and finally suck a big nut into his mouth.
"Oh, yeah, buddy! Hell yes!" Jake cried. "Lick my fuckin' nads!"
Excited past the breaking point, Jake once again unloaded into Timmy's hole. Exhausted, he rolled off the boy, his cock pulling out with a lod pop. Thick cum gushed from Timmy's rectum, and Frank put his mouth over the hole, sucking up all his friend's load. His tongue went inside, searching for more of the creamy goodness. His tongue found Timmy's magic button, and the boy came once again, even as Frank released his own flood down Timmy's gulping throat. He too rolled away, and the three boys lay gasping for air, slowly coming back to their sense.
Jake finally sat up.
"Well...that was awesome."
Frank stood and walk back to the river, facing away. Jake rose and went to him, putting his beefy arm around Frank's shoulders.
"What's wrong now, bud?"
"Come on, man. I just ate your load out of a dude's ass. I just licked your cock and sucked your nuts. How can you ask me what's wrong?"
"So...you're a little bisexual. What's wrong with that? It's just more ways you can have fun."
Frank frowned.
"I'm not sure who I am anymore."
"You're the same guy you always were, man. You just found out you're more interesting than you thought. Look, don't stress about it. You're still my best friend. And no one knows about this but us. Youcan explore this side of yourself anytime you want with Timmy and me. We won't tell anyone."
"Yeah?" Frank smiled.
"Yeah. Now what do you say we go back to my place and grab some chow? Then you can stay over. Tell your folks we have a project to work on, which is true enough." Jake waggled his eyebrows. Frank laughed.
"Okay. Sounds good."
On the way home, Timmy sat between two the two young studs, both of whom had an arm around him. It had been an interesting day. He never thought he'd want to have sex with anyone but Jake, but somehow with his permission and participation, it was nice. He had seen some new sides of his man: what an assertive leader he could be, and how dearly he loved and took care of his friends. And a new character had entered into their life together: Frank. He liked this conflicted boy, but he wondered if he realized something thaqt was very obvious to Timmy:
Frank was in love with Jake.