My Paperboy 05 (c) 2003 by hgo469@yahoo.com All Rights Reserved
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If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex between boys, men, boys and men, kinky or non-consensual sex or live in a jurisdiction where reading/possessing such materials is illegal -- exit now.
This story is fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more. Since this is fiction SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.
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Chapter Five
I had found his prostate and from his reaction, it was obvious that no one had ever done that before. Bobby shot huge globs of hot boy cream into my sucking mouth and I swallowed them down as rapidly as I could to make room for the next load. The boy seemed to have an almost unending supply of jism and it was all I could do to keep ahead of the flow.
Finally, the well seemed to run dry and I was able to apply a bit of suction to bring the last few drops of his tasty juices home. His beautiful cock still retained its erection and bobbed in front of my as I sat back a bit and licked up the last few drops that had escaped from the corners of my mouth. I held on to Bobby's legs, if I hadn't been supplying this support I rather doubt that he would have been able to continue standing there.
Suddenly, with a crash, the kitchen door swung open and I heard Kelly say, "What's taking you guys--" I looked up and there was Kelly and Brent, standing in the kitchen doorway with their mouths hanging open, looking at Bobby and I.
The two boys back away and the kitchen door swung shut. Bobby was obviously in a state of total shock. I thought for just a moment and then said in a loud, commanding voice: "HOUSE, TOTAL SECURITY!"
All the lights went out and there was the sound of deadbolts clicking into place and shutters sliding down over windows.
"What's happening?" Bobby asked reaching for me in the total darkness.
"Don't worry," I said, trying to assure him. "I have just locked up the house so that your brothers can't run off without having to talk with us first."
"How did you do that?" he asked.
"Remember how I just told the phone what to do? Well, I have a similar security system -- there are a number of commands that I can issue that will cause things to happen. I have just told the house to close up tight, but not to call for any assistance. It also turns off all the lights so that anyone who has broken in is lost in the dark while I know where everything is and have a decided advantage."
I stood up, pulling Bobby's pants up at the same time and then I pulled mine us as well. There were a couple of small crashes in the next room where his brothers were tripping over things, trying to find their way to the door. I ordered emergency lighting lit and the kitchen door released and then Bobby and I returned to the living room as if nothing had happened.
"What happened? Was there a power failure?" I asked as Kelly tried unsuccessfully to open the front door.
"I don't know what happened to the electricity, but I do know what you guys were doing in there. Why won't this door open?" Kelly was really tugging on the unyielding door.
"I imagine that it's just stuck," I said. "Now, what is it that we were doing in the kitchen?"
"You know what you were doing," he said again while giving the door one last tug before turning toward us with a look of frustration mixed with a bit of fear on his face.
"Yes, I know what we were doing - what I asked was 'What do you think we were doing?'" I smiled and sat on the sofa.
Kelly turned to Brent who was standing behind him and asked, "What were they doing?"
"Hold on a moment, I didn't ask Brent the question, I asked you," I said interrupting him.
Kelly stood there trying to think of what to say while Brent just turned red in the face and turned to sit in a nearby chair. Finally, he said, "Uh, you were 'doing' him."
"What do you mean, 'doing him' - doing what?" I asked in a pleasant voice.
"You know what I mean," he said belligerently.
"No I don't, why don't you explain it to me." I was having fun while Kelly was grasping for words and Bobby was just standing in the middle of the room with a worried look on his face and saying nothing.
"You were sucking his cock!" Kelly finally spit out.
"Did you see me doing it?" I asked. "Did you see his cock in my mouth?"
"No, but-"
"Well, if you didn't see me doing it how can you say that is what I was doing?"
"You were kneeling in front of him with his pants down to his knees," he said softly, "what else could you have been doing?"
I turned to Brent, "Did you see me doing what Kelly had accused me of doing?"
"No sir," he said softly. "But Bobby did have his pants down and so did you."
"And what does that mean?"
"I'm not sure," he said a bit confused. "The boys at school all say that you're a homo."
"Oh, what proof do they offer?" This was actually news to me.
"They say that you look at them too hard when they walk or ride by you on the street or in front of your house."
"I look at them too hard? Does it hurt?" I smiled.
Kelly broke in, "Like you're undressing them with your eyes."
"Oh, like they do with every cute girl they see?"
"That's different," Kelly said.
"How?"
"Guys are supposed to look at girls. It's what all guys do - except the homos that is," Kelly was warming to the subject and relaxing a bit. "When a guy looks at another guy it is creepy."
"Creepy, how?"
"It just ain't right."
"Does it hurt?"
"Huh?"
"Does it hurt if someone looks at you or even undresses you with their eyes?"
"Uh no, I guess not."
"So why say things about someone if you think they are looking at you - you should be flattered to think that someone thinks you are good-looking enough to want to look at you a bit more."
"But that's queer stuff," he said, suddenly not sounding all that sure of his ground.
"Are you sure about that? What about movie stars, don't you like to look at them all, men and women? If you look at a male movie star is that 'queer stuff'?"
"But what you were doing wasn't just looking," Brent said.
"Oh, did you see something? What was I doing then? Tell me."
"You were sucking Bobby's cock!" Brent said defiantly.
"Have you ever had your cock sucked?" I asked.
Brent hesitated a moment and then turned very red. Kelly jumped in, "That has nothing to do with it," he said belligerently.
"Oh, maybe it does, have you ever had your cock sucked?" I asked Kelly.
Now Kelly turned as red as Brent.
"Why don't you two sit down over there," I pointed to a second sofa on the other side of the room. "I think we need to talk about a whole lot of things here."
Bobby was still standing in the middle of the room - when his brothers sat down on the other sofa he decided he would sit next to me, not on the other end of the sofa as I had expected.
"Well, I have several questions that haven't been answered, the biggest one is about your experiences having your cocks sucked. Does anyone wish to reply?"
The two boys looked at each other for a bit, each one sort of silently asking the other if he should say anything. I looked over at Bobby, he seemed to be as fascinated by what was happening as I was.
Finally, Brent cracked. "Yes, I've had my cock sucked," he said softly.
"By whom?" I asked just as quietly.
Both boys turned an even brighter shade of red. "Kelly did it," Brent said in a voice that I wouldn't have heard if the room hadn't been so silent.
"What? You'll have to speak up," I said, wanting to hear him say it again.
"Uh, Kelly sucked my cock - and I sucked his, so there, you've got what you wanted."
"You idiot, you weren't to tell anyone, remember!" Kelly said, looking directly at his younger brother with shock and anger.
"Why not, we aren't queers, you said so," Brent countered.
"But he is," Kelly said pointing toward me.
"What makes you think that?" I asked. "If you and Brent aren't queer and you admit sucking each other's cocks, how is it that I'm queer and you don't even know for sure if I've ever sucked a cock or not?"
Standing up Kelly said, "Unlock that door, I want to go home - I don't need to be here in this den of queers."
"Shut up and sit down!" Bobby said forcefully. "I've heard just about enough from you - you're no better than anyone else in this room and it's about time you recognized it."
I had never seen Bobby angry before, he was turning red with anger and Kelly seemed to sense that it was time to do as he was told - he sat back down beside his younger brother. Bobby stood up and walked over to where his brothers were sitting.
"Both of you disgust me - you were invited to come over here to watch a movie by someone who just happens to be my friend. Now all you have done is insult him and make accusations that you can't really back up with facts. Then, when the shoe suddenly is placed on the other foot you can't take it and want to run away." He turned toward me, "Jim, unlock the door so that the little baby can run home."
I'd had it with both of them, I was ashamed to admit that we related. Jim certainly hadn't done anything to them, but they were ready to turn on him in a minute. What Jim and I were doing in the kitchen wasn't any of their business, we're both consenting adults and they weren't involved.
Jim sat there with his mouth hanging open; he'd never seen me angry before and I hoped that he wouldn't ever see it again.
Kelly got up and started toward the door, he motioned toward Brent that he should join him but Brent shook his head and stayed where he was sitting.
"Well, what are you waiting for, you can leave," I said.
Kelly silently sat back on the sofa. "If Brent is going to stay, then so am I."
"If you're going to stay I think you owe Jim an apology for being such a prick."
Kelly said something under his breath.
"What was that?" I demanded. "If you have something to say, be man enough to say it so that everyone can hear you."
Kelly sat there silently, ignoring everyone and everything around him.
"I told you to speak up, what's the matter, are you a coward along with a fool?"
"I ain't no coward!"
"Then repeat what you mumbled so everyone can hear you."
Kelly stared at me defiantly for almost a full minute, I just stared right back and finally he was the one who blinked.
"I said I didn't need to apologize to any queer for calling him a queer."
I looked over at Jim to see his reaction to Kelly's outburst - he just sat there with a smile on his face, and then said, "Sounds sort of like the pot calling the kettle black to me."
I smiled at Jim; he had put it perfectly as far as I could tell.
Kelly didn't agree. "I'm not queer like you."
"Oh, let me see if I've got this straight - if you and your younger brother exchange blow-jobs it's okay, but if I give a blow-job I'm queer - sounds a bit like a double standard to me. And by the way, the word isn't 'queer', it's 'gay'."
"Faggot, queer, pansy, gay - they all mean the same thing," Kelly retorted with a big grin.
"Okay then, gook, slant, chink, Asian - they all mean the same thing too, right?"
Kelly looked Jim in the eye, "Those names are slurs - they are only used to put someone down."
"Oh, but gay people don't count?"
Kelly didn't say anything he had trapped himself again.
I sat back down next to Jim and deliberately placed my hand on his thigh - Jim reciprocated by placing his hand on the inside of my thigh much as he had done while we were watching the movie. I felt my cock start to stir and wondered just what he was going to do next.
Jim spoke up, "If you find anything we might be doing to be so disgusting you can leave, no one will try to keep you here." Jim started to work his fingers up inside the leg of my shorts until the tip was touching my nuts.
Suddenly Brent came to life. He stood up and came over to sit next to Jim on his other side. "Kelly doesn't speak for me, I can do that myself. I don't care if doing what you guys were doing is que--, oops, gay or not, it was fun and I enjoyed it. I want to stay here with you guys no matter what Kelly does." He placed his hand on Jim's thigh and smiled.
Kelly started to get up and then sat back down. "Perhaps I was being a bit hasty," he said.
"A bit???" I asked.
"Okay, I was completely out of line, I admit it. I'm sorry Jim that I reacted as I did, I was being an idiot, but I was caught off guard and old attitudes just sort of took over without my thinking about them. Please forgive me."
"Okay," Jim said, "now where were we before all the excitement happened?"
Excitement indeed, Bobby sure took charge of his brothers. The question in my mind was what will happen later on, will the two boys tell their parents what was happening over here? I was still more than a bit worried about that.
"I think that we were watching the movie and you and I were in the kitchen getting something to drink," Bobby said with a smile.
"How about this time you get something for everyone," Brent said as he continued to rub my thigh.
I carefully placed the boys' hands in their own laps and stood up, "What about you Kelly, are you still going to have a soda with us?"
Kelly glanced up at me and then returned his gaze to the floor. He nodded his head yes.
"Bobby, why don't you stay out here this time, I'll only be a minute. You can restart the video if you want."
I headed for the kitchen as I heard the sounds of STAR WARS coming back to life. When I returned with the sodas Kelly and Brent had returned to their places on the floor and it was almost as if nothing had happened.
It was only when the video was over that conversation resumed. Kelly and Brent both sat up right in front of the sofa where Bobby and I were sitting.
"How did you lock the front door so fast?" Kelly asked.
Before I could reply Bobby answered, "He has a voice activated security system that allows him to do lots of things without touching anything, even answer the phone. It's neat!"
"Sort of like the computer on STAR TREK," Brent asked.
"I guess you could say that," I said in reply.
"Do you have any porno videos," Kelly asked with a glint in his eye.
"Why, do you want to watch some? After all, they might be queer," Bobby said in a sarcastic tone of voice.
"I don't care, I just would like to see one," Kelly said.
Bobby turned to me and I nodded my head slightly. He went over to the closed cabinet and started looking through the videos there. Finally, he pulled one out and inserted it into the VCR.
"This is the one you were watching when I first came over yesterday afternoon.
God! Had it only been yesterday? I felt like I had been with Bobby for years already. "Okay," was all I managed to say - I wondered how the two boys would react to the hard-core B&D video.
Was all of this really happening? Did I actually catch my big brother and his friend as they were finishing up a blow-job? Was I actually sitting in Jim James' living room with my brothers Bobby and Brent about to watch a gay video? Why was I excited about everything? I was still wondering where I got the courage to ask about porno videos in the first place.
Bobby said that Jim was watching this video when he came over yesterday to collect for the newspaper - they must have watched at least part of it together. I was anxious to see what it was that had turned Bobby on so much.
There was some music and then a few credits before the first scene; it was just of a house on a street much like any other. It was quiet and then a guy came into view - he was dressed in black and wearing gloves and a stocking cap although it was obviously not cold outside. He rang the doorbell and when no one replied he slowly walked around to the back.
The next scene was from inside as he climbed in a window, pushing aside the curtains. The camera followed him around the house as he opened drawers and went through closets, putting a few little things into a bag he was carrying.
Finally, he went down into the basement, the room was totally dark until he found a light switch and clicked it on. There before him was a room that looked much like a medieval dungeon. There were cuffs and chains hanging on the wall as well as a steel-barred cage and lots of other stuff.
As he looked around the room he saw a guy chained naked to an 'X'-cross at the very end of the room. The guy had a leather hood over his head that covered his eyes as well as a gag in his mouth. The guy was struggling slightly against his bounds, but he was tightly secured and couldn't move very much.
The burglar touched the helpless guys cock and the guy jumped as much as his bondage would allow. He tried to speak, but the gag in his mouth muffled everything he said.
"Do you want to tell me something?" the burglar asked.
The bound guy nodded his head 'yes'.
He found the buckle and removed the gag - it was shaped like a penis and was at least four inches long.
"Who are you?" the helpless guy asked.
"Just someone who happened along," he replied. "Who are you?"
"I'm slave."
"Slave? But what's your name?"
"My name is slave."
"Surely you must have another name, no one ever names their kid 'slave'."
I was watching this exchange and feeling my cock start to harden - I looked over at the others - Bobby and Jim had their hands back in each other's crotches while Brent was rubbing his crotch so hard I expected him to cum at any moment.
"I don't remember any other name - I've been slave since I was a little boy."
"Would you like me to let you loose?"
"My Master would get very mad if I were to get loose without his permission - did he give you permission to free me?"
Suddenly there was a bang and a loud voice from off camera, "What's going on here? Who's down there?"
The burglar looked around, trying to find a place to hide; only there wasn't any. He headed toward a door at the far end of the room only to find that it was locked. Heavy footsteps are heard coming down the stairs and then a man all dressed in black leather enters the room.
"Just who the fuck are you?" he asked the burglar as the guy pulls desperately on the locked door.
"I was just walking by and-"
"And you decided to break a window and see what you could steal. Well, this time you broke into the wrong house." He grabbed hold of the burglar. "Since you're so anxious to see what's behind that door allow me to open it for you."
He pulled out a key and unlocked the door, shoving the burglar in front of him into yet another dark room. He flicked a switch and now we see that the room is actually a cell block with several steel-barred cells - some of them occupied and some empty.
He shoves the cowering boy into one of the empty cells and slams the door, locking it.
"Well, now you know what down here, how do you like it?"
"Please, Sir, just let me go, I won't tell anyone about what I've seen."
"Oh, I'll please all right, but I please to keep you here, permanently! Now strip out of those clothes!"
The burglar cowers in the back of the cell.
"I said strip! Now! If you don't I'll just have to come in there and rip the clothing off you and I promise you won't like it at all."
The guy started to undress, dropping his clothing on the floor.
"Give those rags here," the leatherman said.
He handed his things to the Master as he took them off and when he was completely naked, the Master started emptying the pockets on the floor. When he finished, he began tearing the clothing to shreds.
"Hey, what am I going to wear to go home?" the burglar asked in a scared voice.
"You are home. This is the only home you are going to know from now on, turd."
The naked boy shivered.
"I think I like that, from this day on your name will be turd!" the leatherman laughed at his own joke and finished shredding the hapless intruder's clothing into very small rags.
The Master left the cell block, leaving the lights on so that the new prisoner could see the other guys.
I looked around the living room again; Brent had his hand in his pants and was obviously jacking off slowly while Jim and Bobby each had a hand in the other guy's crotch, massaging their hard cocks. I was the only one who wasn't doing anything about my hard-on and I suddenly felt like I was being left out of all the fun.
I reached over to Brent, replacing his hand with mine as I used my other hand to open the top of his pants to allow me an easier time in reaching his erection. Without any hesitation, Brent opened my waistband and stuck his hand into my crotch where he wrapped it around my boner and began to jack me off much as I was doing to him.
I stopped jacking Brent for a moment while I pulled his pants down to his knees and then lifted my rump from the floor as he did the same. I was so hot that I just knew I was going to explode at any moment and I could tell that Brent was in the same condition. I knew that there was no sense wasting a load of hot jism so I tore my eyes away from the action on the TV and lowered my head to my younger brother's crotch, taking his hard-on into my mouth in a single gulp.
I don't know if it means I'm gay or not, but when Kelly took my hard prick into his mouth I knew that I had to do the same. I squirmed around until we were both able to suck the other one and began licking his beautiful cock and balls before I took him into my mouth and began to work on his cock like it was an all-day sucker. I knew that it wasn't going to take very long for me to shoot my goo into Kelly's sucking mouth and I could only hope that he was about ready as well. I wanted to taste him again, and this time we weren't worried about someone coming in and interrupting us. From the corner of my eye I could see that Jim and Bobby had both stripped completely and were doing the same thing Kelly and I were.
I buried my nose in Kelly's sparse pubic patch, feeling my lips press against his groin as his cock-tip just barely touched the back of my mouth. He tasted terrific as I lathed my tongue over the entire length of his tool.
In turn, I could feel him making oral love to my erection, washing the tightly stretched head and even trying to stick his tongue into my piss slit. He had one hand cupping my nuts while the other one was rubbing up and down my ass-crack, pausing occasionally at the rosebud that was my anus but not attempting entry. As his fingers rubbed against my scrotum I felt like a jolt of electricity had passed directly from his fingertip to my nuts, helping to bring the juices stored in them to a boil.
I followed his lead and rubbed my fingers over his anus, trying to find that same spot he had hit. When I did find it he jerked so that I thought for a moment he was going to bite my cock off; however, he just continued to suck, working my cock in and out of his mouth while I did the same for him. It was only a matter of second now, I was sure, before we both would be exploding with the passions that had built up watching that video.
When Kelly and Brent had maneuvered themselves into a classic 69 position I knew that it didn't matter what Bobby and I did any more. First, I undressed him, then he undressed me, and we imitated their position on the sofa - the video on the TV completely forgotten as all four of us directed all of our attention to our partner. I could hear the sounds of passion coming from the floor and knew that it wouldn't be very long before the two boys down there would be exploding with the wondrous quantities of jism that only a young boy in heat can produce. My only thought was to wonder if we could manage to shoot at the same time.
Bobby was working my cock deep into his mouth and even getting it passed the point of gag-reflex to give me that deep-throat feeling that I loved so much. I was sorry that his erect organ just wasn't long enough to push its way down into my throat so that he could feel that same wonderful sensation for himself.
I heard a gasp and the a yelp from the floor as first one and then the other of the boys shot his load into the sucking mouth working on his erection and at that same moment I felt Bobby's nuts churn out the first spurt of his hot and tasty boy-cream. I collected it on my tongue for a moment to savor the flavor and then swallowed it down to make room for the next spurt that I could already feel working its way up and out.
Bobby's cum cascading into my mouth was all it took to push me over the edge, showering the back of his oral cavity with my milky fluids as his tongue and lips continued to work their magic on my cockshaft. Blast after blast he swallowed down my juices as I did the same for him, savoring the flavors that can only come from the wonderful fountain that was releasing in my mouth.
All four of us finished at about the same moment and I looked up at the TV - the video was at exactly the same point it was when Bobby had arrived at my door yesterday afternoon. I pushed the pause button, licked the last drop of cum from the tip of Bobby's cock and sat back up on the sofa.
"Well," I said, "was that too 'queer'?"
Kelly smiled sheepishly as he worked his tongue around to catch the last few remnants of flavor that had escaped from his lips when his brother had shot his load.
"I'm sorry, Jim," Kelly said, "I don't know what got into me - I'm not usually like that." Bobby smiled a bit to say that he didn't agree. "It really doesn't matter about things like that - if it feels good and nobody was hurt or forced to do something they didn't want to do nobody should have anything to say about it."
It sounded to me like Kelly was getting a grip on things - I wasn't going to ask him if he was gay or straight - it didn't matter - he was enjoying sex with Brent and that was that.
"Do you do things like in that video?" Brent asked.
"What sort of things? I don't have any cells, if that's what you mean."
"No, I mean like tying someone up and then having sex with them - that looks really hot."
"It is," Bobby answered before I could phrase a reply.
"You did it??" Kelly asked, wide-eyed.
"Yeah, it was fun, wasn't it, Jim," Bobby said innocently.
"You have chains and cuffs and all that sort of stuff," Brent asked, and when I nodded that I did he added, "Can I see them?"
I sent Bobby into the office/playroom for the leather bag that held most of my bondage toys. When he returned and placed it on the coffee table both of his brothers scooted over to look, not worrying about the pants that were still around their ankles.
"Why don't you guys get naked like Jim and I?" Bobby said and both boys quickly finished pulling off their clothing.
It was the first time that I had really given much attention to the two of them - they looked like younger versions of their older brother - they were both about 5'2", and just over 100 lbs. Their straight black hair was cut short and brushed so that it stood straight up on the top of their heads, giving them the appearance of having another inch or so of height. Their uncut cocks were about 31/2 inches long and grew out of groins that only had a very small patch of straight jet black hairs. Except for Bobby's being a bit larger, the three of them could almost be identical triplets.
I reached into the gear bag and pulled out two pairs of handcuffs that I held up where the boys could see them.
"Do you have the keys for them," Brent asked.
"Of course, they wouldn't be any good if I couldn't remove them when I was finished with whatever I was doing, now would they?"
Brent shook his head. "Can I try them on?"
"Okay, come over here, turn around and put your hands behind your back."
"I can't see them if their behind me," he protested.
"Okay, then I'll put the other pair on Kelly, that way you both can see what they look like."
Kelly joined his younger brother standing in front of me with his hands behind him while I locked the cuffs in place. When I had finished both boys tried to pull against the cuffs to see if they could get free, then each of them looked carefully at the other's wrists to see how the things looked.
"This feels kind of sexy," Brent said turning to face me and showing that his cock had grown from flaccid to erect again, despite his having just had a massive orgasm.
"You think everything feels sexy," Kelly said and then gave me another of his sheepish smiles as he realized that his own cock had once again grown to full erection.
Jim sure had a way with my brothers - less than a hour ago they were calling him a queer and trying to run away from him and now he had them both stark naked, with their hands cuffed behind them, sporting erections. It was nothing less than amazing.
Next Jim grasped each boy my his nut sac and pulled them both over in front of where he was sitting on the edge of the couch. He slid off the sofa onto his knees and pulled Kelly closer until he was able to take the handcuffed boy's erection into his open mouth. At the same time he began working his free hand up and down Brent's erection, bring pleasures to both of them. After a minute or so, he released Kelly's cock and dove down onto Brent - again devoting all of his oral talents to the lovely little tool that jutted from my helpless brother's groin.
I moved around until I was lying on the floor behind him, then I pushed apart his legs and worked my way up in front of him until I had his rigid pole directly in front of me. I opened my mouth and took his mushroom-shaped cockhead into my mouth, locking my lips around the glans to hold the erect member in place while I once again washed and massaged the tightly stretched flesh with my tongue. While Jim move back and forth between Kelly and Brent I just concentrated my attentions on his rigid fuck-pole, moving up and down it in a steady rhythm, allowing it to enter the beginning of my throat without any problem like an old friend come to dinner.
Reached up between his legs I found his tight anal pucker and worked a single digit inside, feeling around until I found the joy button that is his prostate and then massaged it both from inside and from outside my rubbing my other hand over his tightly stretched scrotum.
Jim matched my rhythmic sucking motions with a back and forth motion of his own, pushing his prick just a bit deeper into my throat than I could manage on my own.
He wrapped his arms around the two boys he was working on much as he had done for me so that they wouldn't fall as he sucked first one and then the other to climax, catching their boy-cream in his mouth and swallowing it down without losing a single drop. At the same time, he shot another load of his salty and sweet jism into my mouth as I worked over his prostate and sucked for all I was worth.
Without realizing what was happening I shot another load of jism onto my stomach without ever touching my cock, I was that turned on. Jim was hot and this session with my brothers was even hotter - I was in sexual heaven.
When Bobby worked his way between my legs I wondered just what he was going to do - it didn't take long to find out - he took me deep into his throat and brought me off a third time that evening - not a record, but still a difficult task. It was only after I had drained both of the younger boys and Bobby had finished me off that I realized that Bobby had shot his load without anyone touching him - this was one hot number for sure.
I looked up at the clock, it was almost midnight, reality started to raise its ugly head as I realized that Brent and Kelly had newspapers to deliver in just a few hours.
"What time do you have to pick up your papers?" I asked.
"They are delivered to the house around three," Bobby answered, "What time is it?"
"It's almost midnight," I said a bit worried.
"We had better get home and try to get a couple of hours sleep," Kelly said regretfully.
"I'm worried that mom and dad may have called and become worried that we weren't there," Bobby said. "I need to use the phone, a regular one, to see if they left a message on the answering machine."
I told him there was one on the kitchen wall and he trotted off to use it while I pulled the boys over to me and released them from the handcuffs. There were red marks on their wrists where they had pulled against the restraints, I assured them that they would go away in an hour or so and they just stood there, swinging their arms and enjoying the freedom of movement they hadn't had for a little while.
Bobby returned from the kitchen, "There weren't any calls on the machine so they didn't call. I don't think I want to try to explain what we were doing tonight."
The other two boys nodded their agreement.
"I have an idea, why don't you guys just crash here for a couple of hours and then I'll use my van to help you run your routes so that you can finish in a hurry and then get some real sleep. I sort of feel that I'm responsible for your being up this late."
All three boys protested, but not too strongly, and then I pulled out the hide-a-bed in the living room for the two boys, sent Bobby into the office and retired to my bedroom alone - I would have preferred to have Bobby sleep with me, but I decided it wasn't a good idea right now.
Bobby had a different idea as I had barely turned off the light after setting the alarm for 4:30 when he crawled into bed with me.
"I don't see why we can't sleep together tonight, you've already sucked everyone's cocks and they know all about us."
I laughed, he was right, and I really did love the feeling of his hot body in bed beside mine.
With my arm around his naked body, we both drifted off to sleep. My last waking thoughts were about what would happen next.
To be continued........
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