THIRTEEN BUTTONS
Scott sighed, and pulled his arm in to rearrange his "dixie cup" hat to a more rakish angle. He gazed at the taillights disappearing into the darkness of the road. "Shit" he thought to himself as the third car to pass him disappeared completely. "I'm never going to get back to base on time." He sat down on his duffle bag and sighed again. Slowly he looked around him in the gloom. The roadway was completely empty. His first hitch had dropped him off here, in the middle of nowhere when Scott had politely, but firmly, refused the guy's proposition to "...suck your pretty sailor cock." Scott pulled off the "dixie cup" and stuffed it into the duffle bag. Reaching up, he began to brush back the blond hair that was just now beginning to grow back from the stubble it had been all during basic.
Yawning, Scott absent mindedly let his hand drop to his crotch and began to massage the bulge it found there. "What a jerk I am" he thought silently as he continued the massage. "Here I am sitting in the middle of fucking nowhere. My ass is going to be in real trouble if I get back late." Scott stood up and began to straighten his uniform. He smiled shyly to himself. He liked the way he looked in his uniform. In fact, it was the uniform, with the thirteen button pants and "dixie cup" hat that had attracted him to the Navy rather than any other branch of the military. He looked up and down the dark road and sighed. "I should have let that guy suck me off" he thought, as he once again reached down to his crotch and began to knead and massage his cock and balls. "I don't know why I didn't" he mused "God knows I'm horny." Scott's breathing deepened as his cock responded and the bulge grew larger, his thoughts wandering over images of the man sucking his cock. "Whew" he spoke softly as he imagined a warm mouth sliding up and down the shaft of his cock. The image abruptly changed and he was kneeling in front of his buddy in basic, his own mouth moving silently up and down a velvety cock shaft. He shook his head and obliterated the image. Reaching over with his other hand he pinched a nipple through the cloth of his jumper.
Looking carefully around him, he spotted a low fence about 100 feet from the roadway. He gazed again up and down the road, but there was no hint of a car in sight. He picked up his duffle bag and walked towards the fence. Setting the duffle against one of the fence posts, he turned around and looked carefully into the darkness to make sure that he was alone. Satisfied, he leaned back against the rails and started again to fondle his cock which was now partially erect. He fingered first one and then the other of his nipples with his free hand. "Umm" he moaned softly as the pleasure began to warm him. Standing up, he pulled his jumper off, laying it carefully over the rail. Then he pulled off the white undershirt and laid it on top of the jumper. He continued to squeeze his cock and balls, while his other hand brushed against his now naked nipples. He fingered each of the light brown aureoles, which responded by growing into tiny mountains raised up against the flatness of his pectorals. His hand brushed down his chest, across the ripples of his stomach and stopped to explore the light hair around his navel. Scott was pleased with his well muscled body. He had worked hard in high school to build himself up. His cheeks flamed warm in the darkness as his memory flashed an image of himself standing naked in front of the mirror in his bedroom, admiring his physique. Scott sometimes was embarrassed by the pleasure he took in his own body. "Aah" he whispered softly as a small moist spot appeared through the cloth of his trousers. Working quickly, he undid each of the thirteen buttons, a thought raced through his head "Each one represents a state in the original colonies" he heard one of his instructors drone. He giggled as the panel fell forward after the last button was undone. He unsnapped the waistband and pushed the pants down past his knees. His cock, now fully erect, poked through the fly of his boxer shorts. He shoved his shorts down on top of his trousers, his cock snapping back against his belly with a light smack as it became free of the shorts. He leaned back against the railing.
Slowly and rhythmically he pulled the skin back and forth over the head. As more crystalline fluid oozed from the tip of his cock he rubbed it into the head and down the shaft. His other hand continued to explore first his chest, his fingers pinching each nipple, then once again brushing the light down around his navel and then traveling down to his balls, which hung low in the sac beneath the outstretched cock. He tenderly squeezed his balls, and more of the sex fluid oozed out and down his shaft. His breathing deepened at the growing pleasure. The evening was warm, and Scott began to sweat slightly. He reached up with his free hand and wiped his brow, his other hand continued to message and manipulate the now fully hardened organ.
His thoughts wandered almost aimlessly over familiar scenes, he had jacked off that time he had stood admiring his physique in the mirror; then the countless other times lying in bed in his own bedroom at home; the time he had discovered his brother and his friends in a circle jerk and had been allowed to join; his cheeks again flushed warm as he thought of the time the coach had discovered him jacking off in the bushes behind the storage shed at school. The familiar pressures began to build as he remembered how the coach had reached over and knocked away his hand and then grabbed his cock to take over the rhythmic pumping. Suddenly, Scott once again stood away from the fence, throwing his head back, and thrusting his hips forward, he drew a deep breath and exhaled in a hiss through clenched teeth. "Aah" he gasped, as a ribbon of thick white cream exploded from the end of his cock. "Oh, God" he moaned as he fell back against the railing, grabbing it with each hand to steady himself as his now freed cock continued to spurt ribbon after ribbon of cum into the darkness. He sighed deeply as the pumping of his cock slowed and then stopped altogether, with only a small globule of cum oozing silently out of the tip. He reached down and wiped the glob away with his finger. He hesitated for a moment, then, shrugging his shoulders, he licked the finger with his tongue. "Hmm" he spoke softly to himself "tastes kind of nutty." His musings stopped with a start as he heard the sound of an automobile engine in the distance. He quickly pulled up his shorts and pants, buttoning them haphazardly. Grabbing his shirts, and the duffle bag, he sprinted for the road as the headlights of an automobile cut into the darkness.
Glen tried unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn, and with one hand gripping the wheel, rubbed his tired eyes with the other. He blinked his eyes a few times to refocus them. As his lights picked up the figure running towards the road, he drew in a sharp breath, all of his senses now wakening rapidly. His eyes, now fully alert, drew in the figure of the boy as he reached the side of the road, and raised his arm to catch the oncoming vehicle's attention. "Wake up" he muttered, as he elbowed the figure sleeping peacefully beside him.
"Huh", the figure moaned "what is it" he spoke as he straightened up in the seat, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Nothing much," Glen answered, "just a half naked boy standing by the side of the road."
"What" Jim responded, becoming immediately alert, and peering down the road ahead, searching for, and finding the boy standing there.
Both men carefully scrutinized the youthful figure in front of them. The boy appeared to be about 17 or 18. Glen took his foot off the gas pedal in preparation for a slow stop. Each man continued his silent evaluation. Shirtless, the boy revealed a well muscled, but lithe torso, the skin tight sailor pants hugged slender hips and well proportioned legs. As the van glided to a stop beside the boy, they saw that, besides the blond hair, there was a light brown down circling his navel. His eyes, blue off to green sparkled as he smiled, creating dimples in his cheeks that were a blush of rose sprinkled with freckles. Jim cleared his throat and glanced an acknowledgement over to Glen "This kid is beautiful." Glen rolled his eyes skyward, indicating receipt of the silent message.
"Hi," Scott spoke with enthusiasm.
"Hi," Jim responded, "kind of late for a hike isn't it?"
The boy giggled, "Yeah, I guess it is." Scott responded to the humor in the remark. "Actually, I was kind of hoping I might be able to get a lift" he looked hopefully at the men in the cab of the van. The van was one of those paneled jobs, with one seat for the driver and passengers, and the rest of the van an enclosed storage place for carrying loads.
Glen leaned across Jim, "Where you going" he asked innocently.
"Well," Scott responded "I'm trying to get back to base. You see, I was on my first leave out of basic, and kind of lost track of time. So I was on my way back." Scott stopped, and looked sheepish, absentmindedly, he reached over and rubbed his still hard nipples. Aware that the boy was preoccupied at talking to Jim, Glen rolled his eyes up at this innocent but very sexy act. His heart began to beat a little quicker. "God Damn," he thought to himself, as he stared at the boy, his eyes fixating on the erect nipples of Scott's chest," this kid is a real winner."
"Also," Scott continued "I kind of spent all my money, so I had to hitch, anyway the last ride I got dropped me here, and I've been waiting and hoping for another ride ever since." Scott finished, thinking how stupid he must seem.
"This is kind of far from the main highway" Jim stated, and both men noticed that the boy was blushing furiously. "Anyway," Jim spoke as he got out of the van, "We'll be happy to give you a lift as far as we can"
"Oh" Scott responded happily, "that's great, even if you drop me at the highway that will be closer than here" As Scott started to set his jumper down and put on his undershirt, Jim grabbed both shirts and the duffle bag.
"I'll just throw these in the back, you get on inside" he spoke quickly as he walked to the back of the van.
"Uh," Scott spoke softly, as he watched his shirts and duffle slip around the back of the van. "Ok" and he climbed into the seat beside the driver. The other man slammed the back door shut and returned to climb in beside the boy.
"My name's Jim" he spoke in a friendly manner, extending his hand.
"I"m Scott" Scott responded.
"This is Glen" Jim indicated as Scott turned to the driver, who was also extending his hand in a friendly gesture.
"Hi Scott," he spoke with a smile.
"Hi," Scott shook the extended hand and grinned "I'm sure glad you guys came by. I figured that I'd be here all night"
Glen engaged the clutch and guided the van back onto the road. Scott smiled, somewhat nervously, as Jim's leg brushed close to his own and stayed nestled against it.
"You like the Navy," Jim asked pleasantly, his eyes sweeping down from Scott's face to his crotch, where he momentarily surveyed the bulge, taking a silent inventory of the equipment covered by the dark blue cloth.
"Yeah, its not so bad" Scott answered truthfully.
"Where you from" Glen asked with real interest.
"Iowa," Scott answered, pleased that anyone was really interested.
"Jesus", Jim exclaimed, "Iowa? Isn't that a hell of a long way from the ocean?"
"Well," Scott replied, blushing in the darkness at the real reason he had joined the Navy, "yeah, I guess so. But I wanted to see something besides wheat fields."
"How long was basic?" Glen continued.
Jim continued his silent survey of the boy, his eyes sweeping down Scott's thighs. As he spotted a familiar white glob on the knee of Scott's pants, he glanced up at Glen and motioned with his eyes. Glen looked briefly down and then back to Jim, who raised his eyebrows in silent reply.
"Well, first there was three months of basic, and then three months of advanced basic," Scott replied, unaware of the silent communication that had gone on between the men. "Like I said, this was my first real leave."
"God" Jim responded, "you must be horny as hell"
"Huh," Scott replied nervously,"well, I, uh, um" his voice trailing off in embarrassment, as Jim picked up the glob from Scott's knee to rub it between his fingers, a familiar odor slightly scenting the air.
"Hey," Jim spoke earnestly "listen, we've both been in the military, we know what it's like. Ain't nothing to be ashamed of" he smiled at Scott.
"Yeah," Scott spoke softly, "I mean, I, uh." his voice trailed off again as his face grew redder.
Jim reached over and fondled the bulge in Scott's crotch, "You still horny?" Jim asked, as the bulge grew slightly larger in response to the touch.
"Uh," Scott spoke haltingly, his thoughts racing. "Shit, now what am I going to do?" he asked himself remembering the previous ride. "not really" he offered tentatively.
"Oh?" Glen responded with sarcasm, pointing down to the very large bulge in Scott's crotch, which was responding to Jim's careful massaging.
"Well," Scott offered lamely "maybe a little."
"Relax, Scott" Glen replied, "like Jim said, we've both been in the service, in fact we were both in the Navy" he hoped the lie sounded sincere.
"Really?" Scott responded, hoping for a change in the subject, even though Jim's hand continued to explore his crotch.
"Yeah," Jim answered, removing his hand from Scott's crotch, he lightly brushed the back of it against Scott's chest, lingering at the nipples. "we know what it's like to go through basic and end up so horny you could cum for a week and not feel any better."
Scott gulped, and took a sharp breath at Jim's bluntness.
"Listen" Jim continued, his hand now sweeping down to the waistband of Scott's trousers, his fingers gliding beneath the cloth to lightly brush the topmost pubic hairs it encountered, "we've got plenty of time, why don't we pull over and go in back and help you out a little?"
Scott's eyes widened at the proposition, his heart racing in a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He drew another deep breath.
"You know," Glen offered, "just to have a little fun." he was already steering the van off of the road and onto an unpaved path leading away into the darkness.
"I don't know" Scott began, even though his own juices were beginning to rise in reaction to the sexual tension growing in the van.
The van slowed to a stop in the darkness.
"Well," Glen asked. Jim had removed his hand from the waistband of Scott's trousers and was staring expectantly at Scott.
Scott looked first at Glen, and then at Jim. "Shit," he spoke determinedly, "why not."
Both Glen and Jim smiled broadly. "Let's go" Jim urged as he got out of the passenger seat.
"Come on" Glen added, his hand reaching up to tenderly squeeze Scott's shoulder, as he got out of the driver's seat.
Scott shrugged his shoulders and slid over the seat to follow Jim. The two men and the boy proceeded to the back of the van, where Jim opened the back doors and reached in to turn on a light. Scott let out an involuntary gasp as he saw the interior.
Instead of a barren storage compartment, the floor of the van was fully carpeted, and mirrors ringed the sides. In the glow of the light, the interior seemed warm and inviting. As they climbed into the van, Scott's eyes widened in amazement. A television nestled in one corner of the van, and a bar sat in another corner.
"Neat, huh?" Jim offered. In the light, Scott could see his companions clearly for the first time. Jim was about his height, with curly dark hair, green eyes and an almost olive complexion. He was very handsome, Scott thought to himself. He looked over to Glen. Glen was bigger than either Scott or Jim, built kind of like a ballplayer, with dark blond hair, light blue eyes and strong masculine features.
"Yeah" Scott answered as he continued to survey the interior. His eyes stopped at the pair of fleece lined cuffs that dangled from the ceiling of the van. "What's that?" he asked pointing upward.
"That" Glen responded, "nothing much, it just adds a little spice to the game. You know, a little something extra for a really good time."
"You know" Jim offered in explanation, "a little fantasy trip to make things interesting."
"Fantasy?" Scott asked quizzically, becoming a little excited at the notion.
"Uh huh" Glen replied, "fantasy, like a game, you know,like to pretend that you`re a POW, or a pledge, or something." his own cock was growing in anticipation of the session to come.
"Or maybe a slave in a male harem" Jim offered, his own cock now hard pressed against his jeans.
Scott was growing more and more excited at the prospect. "Well, I don't know" he mused softly, "it's kind of weird, you know?"
"It may be weird" Glen answered, "but that don't seemed bothered." he ended, brushing against the hardon now outlined against the panel of Scott's pants.
"No," Scott spoke quietly "I guess it isn't" he looked down shyly at the floor of the van.
"Well?" Jim questioned.
Scott looked up at the two, shrugged his shoulders and responded, "What the hell, why not?"
Not wanting any change of heart, the two men quickly took hold of each of Scott's arms and raised them to the cuffs where they enclosed the boy's wrists and locked the fasteners.
Scott was now kneeling, his arms raised high above his head. First he tested one and then the other arm, he was secured snugly in the restraints. Glen reached over and began to message Scott's chest, feeling the muscles of the boy's stomach, fingers lightly pinching each nipple, the back of his hand gliding up to rub tenderly under Scott's chin. Scott's hardon pressed tightly against the panel of his pants, a small moist spot appearing through the fabric.
"Lets help him out of those things" Jim suggested lightly. Reaching over he unsnapped the first of the thirteen buttons. "Um, let's see, yeah, I think I remember, goodbye Rhode Island."
Glen softly hummed "I love New York" as he started to unsnap the buttons on the opposite side of the panel. In a moment the panel fell forward. Reaching over, Glen quickly unsnapped the waistband buttons.
"Here, put your legs out in front of you" Jim ordered. Scott responded by unbending his legs and sticking them out in front of him as he sat on the floor of the van. Jim then took hold of Scott's trousers at the cuffs and pulled them free, tossing them in the corner of the van on top of Scott's other things.
Scott's face once again burned in embarrassment as he looked down to his cock which was protruding once again through the fly of his shorts.
"Ummm" Glen whispered softly, "that's sure pretty" he added as he reached over to softly stroke Scott's cock. A drop of liquid appeared at the tip, which Glen rubbed gently over the head.
Scott took a deep breath and moaned softly at the pleasure his cock was feeling.
Glen smiled and reached up with both hands to the waistband of Scott's shorts, which he then pulled down and free, tossing them lightly on top of the pile in the corner.
Both men stood back to survey the now completely naked boy. Slowly their eyes swept down Scott's body, from the blond hair that glowed silvery in the dim light; past the finely chiseled face, with a hint of rose at the cheeks, cheeks which probably only recently had seen a razor; down the smooth neck to the well muscled, yet lithe chest with the two light brown aureoles and the fine light brown down that surrounded the navel; then following the trail of that down as it disappeared into the light brown tuft that crowned the boy's cock and balls. The cock itself was large, maybe 8 or 9 inches in length, and 2 to 3 inches in girth. It was the most beautiful piece of uncut meat that either man had ever seen.
Jim reached over and grabbed the cock, moving the skin back and forth over the head. Scott moaned softly at the increased pleasure his cock was feeling. Closing his eyes, Scott gave in to the warmth that was slowly creeping down his thighs and up his belly. He relaxed completely and hung limply from the restraints. "Hsss" he hissed through clenched teeth at the mounting pleasure. More of the crystal liquid oozed silently from the tip of his cock, oiling the fingers that were carefully massaging him.
Jim stopped and removed his hand from Scott's cock. Scott looked up and smiled wanly. "God" he spoke in ernest "that felt great."
Jim and Glen smiled, and then began to strip off their own clothes. Scott's eyes widened as he watched each of the men strip. Jim unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the floor below, revealing a smooth, tanned chest that was also well muscled, with two dark brown nipples that now stood out from his chest in excitement. Unbuckling his belt, he shoved his jeans down and off, his cock bouncing up once freed of the cloth. He was wearing no underwear. His cock was large, with a mushroom shaped head, and his balls hung pendulously in their sac. He, like Scott was hairless, in fact the only significant difference, other than age, was that he was cut smooth.
Scott looked over at Glen who was just pulling his pants off, to drop them in a pile on the floor. Glen, unlike Jim, had a fine coat of hair that covered a well muscled chest. His pubic hair was dark blond, and his cock was large, well formed, and like Scott's, uncut. Scott noticed that Glen's foreskin still covered the head of his cock, even though it was completely erect. His balls, slightly smaller than Jim's, hung low in their sac. Scott noticed that one hung a little lower than the other, and he giggled remembering a ditty he had heard in high school.
"What's so funny" Glen asked with a smile.
"Oh, nothing," Scott lied.
Jim reached over to a large box which sat on the side of the van. He opened it and pulled out two more fleece lined cuffs. Handing one to Glen, both men began to fasten the cuffs to Scott's ankles. Then, Jim turned towards the front of the van and pulled two chains from a hiding place in the carpeting. Pulling these taut, he attached each to one of the cuffs on Scott's ankles.
"Why are you doing that" Scott asked, a little worried.
"Listen kid," Glen answered "if you want a complete fantasy, then its got to be as real as you can make it. This will make sure that you are really tied up."
"Oh," Scott answered softly.
Jim pulled the chains that were now attached to Scott's ankles, and slowly Scott's legs were raised above the floor. Jim watched and at the proper point, cinched up the chain. Scott was now hanging suspended from the roof of the van, and from the chains that held his legs in front of him. His cock jutted defiantly from his middle, and his balls hung free beneath him.
"Well, now" Glen offered "I think that you should be punished for giggling without permission."
"Huh" Scott spoke with a start.
"Yeah" Jim added, "you need to be punished for giggling when you shouldn't have."
"What, "Scott pleaded nervously, "I didn't mean anything by it"
"Too late for that kid" Glen spoke in mock seriousness. Turning to Jim he asked "What do you think?"
Jim looked over to Scott and shook his head in mock disgust. "Well, only one thing I can think of to teach him his manners"
Scott was looking from one to the other men,hoping for some sign of humor, that this was just a joke.
Glen nodded, "Yep, only one thing to do."
Scott was agitated, and started to pull at his restraints. "What, I mean, I didn't do anything"
Jim looked over coldly, then turning to Glen "Yep, guess we'll have to do it", he continued to look sourly at Scott.
Scott blinked his eyes, his heart pounding.
"Torture?" Glen suggested.
Scott's eyes widened and he drew in a sharp breath.
Jim nodded "Yep, torture."
"Hey," Scott pleaded, "wait a minute, please, I mean, don't do anything, I mean I didn't mean anything, please." Scott was frantically pulling at his restraints.
Suddenly both men began to laugh uproariously.
"What?" Scott was confused.
"It ain't what you think Scott" Jim spoke, his eyes tearing from the laughter. "Were going to give you milking torture."
"What's that" Scott asked, still a little nervous, though somewhat relieved at the men's laughter.
"We're going to milk your cock, you know, make you cum, as many times as we can." Glen spoke with a smile.
Scott sighed in relief,"Oh."
"It only borders on torture, of a very pleasant kind, when the person being tortured doesn't think that they can possibly cum again, and their cock begs to be left alone." Jim explained.
Glen had moved next to Scott and reaching up with one hand he began to message Scott's chest, feeling the hardened nipples, brushing lightly against the light brown down, tracing a finger along the ridges of his stomach muscles, and brushing down to stroke Scott's pubic hairs. Glen smiled at Scott, and his hand moved silently down Scott's thigh and then, taking forefinger and thumb, he encircled Scott's balls and pulled them lightly against their sac.
Scott moaned softly, and another drop of crystal liquid oozed out of the head of his cock. Glen released Scott's nuts and with one finger rubbed the oil that now dripped slowly down Scott's cockshaft into the shaft, and over the head, stopping momentarily to finger the opening. Taking Scott's cock fully in his hand, Glen began to slowly move the skin up and down in careful masturbation of the boy.
"Ooh" Scott uttered quietly as the familiar warmth enveloped his cock. He began to slowly thrust his cock in rhythm with Glen's stroking.
Leaning over Scott, Glen bent down and began to lick the tip of Scott's cock, thrusting his tongue between the foreskin and cockhead. Then, pulling the skin back along the shaft to expose the head completely, he took the head in his mouth and began to suck and tongue Scott's cock, moving his mouth up and down the hardened shaft.
"Aah, hsssh" Scott moaned and sucked in air between clenched teeth. Slowly he moved his head from side to side, eyes closed, abandoning himself to the mounting pleasure.
Jim crawled under Scott's legs and positioned himself between them. Reaching up with both hands, he began to knead and message Scott's butt. Scott opened his eyes momentarily at this new sensation, but quickly closed them, giving himself up again to the pleasure Glen was giving his cock. Jim continued to massage Scott's butt, leaning forward occasionally to lick the skin. Taking both of his thumbs, he spread open the crack of Scott's ass to expose the rosy opening. He leaned forward and began to tongue the opening, which contracted in pleasure at each touch. Scott blinked his eyes open at this new pleasure.
"Oh God," he uttered,his heart pounding with mounting excitement.
Jim continued to lick the boy's asshole, his tongue darting into the opening, and around it. His hands continued to message Scott's butt.
Glen continued to suck Scott's cock. With one hand he stroked his own cock, and with the other he reached up to brush against Scott's chest. With forefinger and thumb, he lightly pinched first one and then the other of Scott's nipples.
"Aah, shit" Scott moaned as his stomach muscles hardened in contraction.
Glen felt the cords in Scott's cock harden. Quickly he pulled his head back releasing Scott's cock from his mouth. Releasing his own cock, he reached up so that he could take both of Scott's nipples in his hands, and continued to pinch them lightly.
At the same time, Jim's tongue felt Scott's asshole contract, and he leaned back just as Scott thrust his cock stabbing into the air.
"Aaah" Scott moaned loudly, as his cock spurt load after load of thick white cum, sending it spattering against his belly and thighs.
Glen stopped pinching Scott's nipples and grabbed his own cock and started to stroke it furiously. Jim crawled out from between Scott's legs and stood over him, opposite Glen. He too was pumping his own cock.
"Shit" Glen cried out as his cock erupted and ribbons of cum shot over Scott's chest.
Jim threw his own head back and moaned as his cock shot load after load of cum in shotgun fashion over the boy's heaving chest.
All three now were silent, breathing deeply, the hard pumping of their cocks beginning to slow to a stop. Glen's eyes were closed as he continued to squeeze the last bit of cum out of his cock. Jim was rubbing his chest and fingering his nipples with one hand as he pinched the head of his cock with his other hand. Scott hung limply in his bindings, his cock continuing to quiver slightly as it lay against his belly. A small drop of cum oozed out of the tip of his cock. Slowly he opened his eyes.
"Wow" he uttered softly. Then smiling up at the two men on either side of him, added "that was great."
Glen smiled down at Scott and reached over to message the cum into Scott's chest, as Jim reached up to brush the dampened hair from Scott's forehead.
"Liked that, did you?" Jim spoke, smiling at Scott. He continued to brush Scott's forehead with his fingers, and then moved his hand down to brush lightly against Scott's cheeks.
"God, yes" Scott spoke enthusiastically. "I've never come like that before."
"Just think" Glen offered as he absentmindedly continued to rub Scott's chest, "we've got the whole night ahead of us."
"Huh?" Scott asked, a little confused.
"Yeah," Jim added, "this was only the first come of the evening."
"But," Scott started to protest half heartedly.
"Maybe he thought we were kidding" Glen spoke to Jim, "about milking torture."
"But I've already come" Scott answered.
"Baby" Jim spoke softly to Scott as he leaned forward to look directly into the boy's blue-green eyes, his hand brushing tenderly through Scott's hair, "you've just begun to come."
Scott looked back into Jim's green eyes for any sign that this was but another joke. Jim leaned back, and Scott looked from one to the other. His heart was pounding. The rose in his cheeks spread as he acknowledged his own mounting excitement, and at the realization, as his eyes swept down first Jim's body and then Glen's, that he was attracted to both men.
Jim reached over to tousle Scott's hair again, "Let's see, how should we bring him off next" he mused as Glen began to lick the remaining cum from Scott's chest, pausing to suck tenderly at each of Scott's nipples.
Scott's breathing deepened once again as his cock began to harden in response to Glen's tongueing of his chest and nipples. "Ummn" he uttered quietly, his eyes once again closed in concentration of the pleasure he was again feeling.
"Let's give him a tongue bath" Jim suggested to Glen, as he moved down to where Scott's ankles were held in restraint.
"Um," Glen answered as he sat back on his heels, "that sounds like a great idea." he concluded, getting up on his knees and moving down to position himself opposite Jim.
Scott raised his head to look down his chest to where both men stood by his upraised ankles.
Both men leaned over and began to lick and suck on Scott's ankles and lower legs. Moving slowly up Scott's legs, Jim concentrated on the underside of his calves, while Glen carefully licked his shins. With their tongues, both men carefully washed Scott's legs, and then moved to his thighs. Scott giggled as Jim's tongue darted behind his knees. His giggling turned to a soft moan as Jim's tongue washed up his thighs to his butt, where he carefully licked and washed the crack of Scott's ass, his tongue darting in and out lightly touching the rosy opening hidden within. Glen carefully washed the top of Scott's thighs. Licking the hair on the inner part of the thighs, but carefully avoiding touching Scott's balls.
Jim's tongue washed up to join Glen in carefully washing the hair on the inner thighs. Then each carefully began to lick Scott's scrotum, washing each of his balls and then moving to tongue each side of Scott's hardened cock.
"Aah, ummm" Scott moaned, his cock lightly quivering at the pleasure it was receiving. Once again the crystal liquid oozed silently from it's tip.
Jim and Glen's tongues met momentarily as they shared the crystal liquid that pooled on the boy's belly. Then they began to tongue Scott's chest, Jim's tongue darted into Scott's navel, as Glen carefully washed the light brown down that surrounded it. Jim then moved underneath Scott to wash his back, his tongue starting where it had left off from washing his ass. Tenderly, Jim washed Scott's lower back as Glen proceeded to lick the muscles of his belly, moving quietly up Scott's chest, he continued his licking, washing the pectorals and sucking at each of the nipples.
"Hsssh" Scott hissed in response to this newly found pleasure. "Oh, God" he spoke softly his whole body quivering with mounting excitement.
Jim moved slowly up Scott's back, stopping to carefully lick his shoulder blades and then on to wash the back of his neck and shoulders. Meanwhile Glen moved up to Scott's neck, his tongue carefully washing the velvety skin of Scott's throat. Jim crawled out from beneath Scott, and began to tongue one of Scott's ears, as Glen licked the other.
"Uhh" Scott moaned as he moved his head quietly from side to side.
Leaving his ears, both men began to lick Scott's cheeks, up the side of his face to his temples, and across his forehead, pausing to lick carefully at his closed eyelids, then down to his mouth, where Jim pressed his lips to Scott's, and as Scott's mouth opened in response, jammed his tongue into the opening to embrace Scott's tongue. Jim raised his eyebrows as Scott's tongue drove into his own mouth. Raising his head, he motioned silently to Glen, who took his place and drove his tongue into the boy's mouth only to find that Scott's tongue was driving into his own mouth. Glen silently raised his head and looked across to Jim, who was smiling.
Scott opened his eyes, his cheeks once again aflame in rose, his breathing coming in short gasps as he fully realized his own passion in this "game". His mind reeled in a confusion of pleasure, guilt, and awareness that the almost electrical feeling that had come when his tongue first touched theirs was something that he wanted, something that he needed.
Both men said nothing, but leaned forward to suck silently at each of Scott's nipples, and then with their tongues to wash down his chest to where his cock lay hard across his belly. Slowly they began to lick Scott's cock, moving silently up and down the shaft, first one and then the other pausing momentarily to dart their tongue into the opening at the tip of the cockhead, seeming to search for the clear oil it was hiding.
Scott's breathing became deeper, he moaned softly.
Both men continued to tongue the boy's cock that was now quivering and began to raise up from where it lay, straining after their touch. First Jim and then Glen took a turn at sucking at the cockhead. Glen pulled up the foreskin with his teeth to pinch it closed over the head of Scott's cock.
"Uh" Scott groaned deeply.
Glen released the foreskin, and pushed his tongue between foreskin and cockhead, tenderly washing the sensitive inner skin. He then withdrew his tongue, and joined Jim in once again licking up and down the shaft.
"Oooh" Scott moaned in a prolonged moment of ecstasy and then his entire body shuddered, he raised his hips and his cock erupted, spewing ribbon after ribbon of cum to land haphazardly over his belly,chest, and as his cock continued to spurt, spattering his cum over both Jim and Glen's faces.
"Ah,ah, uh," Scott cried out, raising his head to look at his own cock that continued to spew his cum. As the last bit of cum was squeezed from his nuts to dribble onto his belly, he sighed deeply and let his head fall back to dangle limply, his chest heaving as he breathed.
Jim and Glen wiped the boy's cum from their faces and grinned at one another. Silently they watched as Scott hung limply in the restraints, his breathing deep, his body now covered in a thin coating of sweat that glistened in the dim light. Scott's body shuddered slightly. A small rivulet of cum ran down his side to drip slowly onto the carpet below.
"Well" Glen spoke softly, "what's next."
Scott raised his head slowly and looked at both men. "God" he spoke softly, "I don't think I can do it again, I mean, that last one makes me feel like my nuts are drained."
"Oh, I don't know" Jim observed. "a young guy like you probably has a whole reservoir of cum we haven't even touched yet."
Scott shook his head, "No, really, I can't do it again."
"We'll see," Jim answered, "we'll see."
Glen crawled over to the box where he had retrieved the cuffs and fished around in it. He pulled out several items and returned to Scott and Jim, dumping the items on the floor beside Scott.
"What's that," Scott asked as Jim picked up a familiar looking object.
"What's it look like" he responded with a smile.
Scott blushed as his eyes took in the object Jim held. It looked like the biggest cock he had ever seen. As Jim fished through the objects, holding each one up for inspection, Scott saw that they were a collection of cocks, of various sizes. His heart began to pound in expectation of what they would be used for. Jim picked up another object.
"What's that one" Scott asked curious about the object that seemed to be a row of small rubber balls threaded on a string.
"Pleasure beads" Glen answered, "you'll find out what they're for soon enough."
Once again, Glen reached up and began to message the cum into Scott's chest and belly. He reached down and massaged Scott's cock, which had begun to soften. Carefully he began to stroke the cock, stopping only to sweep up more cum from Scott's belly to use as lubricant. In a few moments the cock once again began to harden.
"Uh, whew" Scott exhaled, as once again his cock began to respond.
Jim crawled under Scott and sat back on his ankles at a spot between Scott's legs. Once again he reached over to Scott's butt and spread his ass cheeks, and leaning forward, began once again to lick at the rosy opening.
Scott raised his head to look down at Jim as he continued his licking. "God, that feels so great" Scott offered softly.
Jim stopped momentarily to smile at the boy and then resumed his tongueing of the boy's asshole. He felt the sphincter contract slightly at each touch of his tongue. After a few moments he stopped, and reaching down, picked up a jar of vaseline. Taking a gob of the jelly, he rubbed it over his forefinger. Then spreading the crack of Scott's ass with one hand, he first touched the hole with the vaselined finger and then slowly, pushed it into the opening.
"Ah" Scott spoke with a start as he felt the intruder enter him.
"Relax kid," Glen spoke softly, his hand continuing its gentle message of the boy's cock. "just lay back and enjoy it."
Scott looked down at Jim, who smiled back at him.
"I'm not going to hurt you, so just relax" Jim spoke reassuringly.
Scott let his head drop back as he felt the finger push farther into him. Slowly it withdrew, and then entered again. With a slow and careful rhythm, Jim continued to finger fuck Scott.
As Scott relaxed, he felt a new pleasure that was like the feeling from Jim's tongueing of his asshole, but even more intense. As the finger continued its probing, a tingling, almost electrical sensation began to drive towards the base of his cock.
"Ummmm" he moaned, his ass moving involuntarily in rhythm with Jim's movements.
Jim withdrew his finger and picked up one of the smaller dildos. Scott raised his head again to look at Jim.
"You aren't" Scott started to ask Jim.
"I told you Scott," Jim answered, cutting off Scott's question, "just relax, this ain't no different than what I was doing before."
Jim rubbed vaseline on the dildo, and carefully probed Scott's asshole with its tip.
"Ow" Scott cried out.
"Shit, Scott," Jim replied, "for Christ's sake, I haven't even stuck it into you yet."
"Oh" Scott responded, sheepishly, his face once again blushing rose.
Glen continued his slow stroking of Scott's cock. He leaned over and began once again to lick Scott's nipples.
Scott lowered his head and closed his eyes. His breathing settled down to a steady pace as he gave in to the pleasure his cock and nipples were feeling.
Jim probed Scott's asshole with the dildo and then slowly began to push the dildo into the opening.
"Ow" Scott cried out again "this time I do feel it."
Jim stopped, "Ok, Ok," he responded "I'm going real slow, just try to relax."
Scott let his head fall back, and closed his eyes once again. Glen stopped licking Scott's nipples and moved his head down to Scott's cock, where he took the head into his mouth and began slowly to suck and tongue the shaft. His hands reached up to Scott's nipples and his fingers began to rub and pinch the hardened tits.
"Ummn" Scott moaned softly, abandoning himself to the pleasure his cock and nipples were feeling. He felt the tip of the dildo once again rubbing against his asshole. He tightened up a little, but then, taking a deep breath, he forced himself to relax. Slowly, he felt the dildo enter him.
"Hssh" he hissed at the slight pain he felt as his asshole was stretched.
Glen moved one hand to Scott's cock, and scooping up Scott's balls to hold them tight against the base of his cock, he began to lick the balls and cock alternately, darting his tongue into the peehole and over and under the head. Precum oozed out of the slit.
"Aah," Scott responded, as Glen continued to lick his cock, like an ice cream cone.
Jim slowly began to push the dildo farther into Scott. Reaching the end, he slowly pulled it out, and then back in, setting up a steady rhythm. Unconsciously, Scott began to move his ass in rhythm to the thrusts. Jim looked over to Glen and smiled, and continued to fuck Scott with the dildo. Reaching down with his free hand, he stroked his own hardon, taking his own precum and rubbing it into the head of his cock and down the shaft.
Glen moved his free hand away from Scott's nipples, and began to alternately lick Scott's cock, and then with the fingers of his free hand to lightly pinch the frenum.
"Oh," Scott muttered softly as he felt a delicate sharpness begin to mingle with the warmth of the tongue bathing his cock. He thrust his pelvis upwards, his cock stabbing towards Glen's mouth.
Jim slowly removed the dildo and picked up another, slightly larger one. After greasing it up with the vaseline, he slowly began to insert it into Scott's asshole.
"Ah, ow," Scott cried out at this newest, larger, invader. He sucked in a gulp of air between clenched teeth as the invader continued to enter him and then sighed deeply as the recently familiar rhythm began again, with Jim slowly and carefully fucking Scott.
Jim looked up at Glen, eyebrows raised in question, afraid that perhaps the dildos were too much for the boy, at least for now. Glen shook his head negatively, and jerked it towards Scott's cock, indicating for Jim to take a look. While he continued to fuck Scott with the dildo, Jim raised up on his knees to see what Glen was holding, and then smiled and nodded to Glen as he saw Scott's cock, harder than before, and oozing copious amounts of precum. He sat back down on his calves and continued to fuck Scott.
Glen bent forward again to take the boy's cock into his mouth, and started the careful sucking, his tongue playing lightly over the mushroom head and up and down the quivering frenum.
"Hsssh" Scott sucked in air between clenched teeth, "Aah" he moaned softly at the mix of sensations, his cock quivering and straining at each touch of Glen's tongue; his ass feeling at once both a little pain and a growing pressure that was almost electrical as it began to pulse towards the base of his cock.
Jim pulled the dildo out of Scott's ass and dropped it to the floor.
"Uh" Scott cried out as the object passed through his anus, causing a momentary, sharp pain as the muscle first stretched and then relaxed, closing the rosy opening.
Jim reached down and picked up the benwah. Slowly, he began to insert the rubber balls and the string that connected them, into Scott's asshole.
"Ah" Scott uttered sharply at this new sensation. Raising his head to look down his chest, past Glen, who was continuing to suck his cock, to Jim who was silently working on his ass. "What's that" he asked, between breaths sucked in involuntarily as each ball was pushed through.
"Love beads" Jim answered, smiling. He continued to push the balls into the boy's anus, stopping as the sixth and last one was pushed in.
Scott let his head fall back, as Glen raised his head and with one hand reached up to first message and then pinch each of Scott's nipples, while the other hand began to carefully stroke the boy's cock, fingers carefully rubbing the precum up and down the shaft and over the head, stopping only to playfully pinch and twist the loose skin of the frenum.
"Ah, ah, uh" Scott began to moan more loudly, the pressure beginning to mount in his nuts.
Jim carefully watched, as Scott began to pull lightly against his bindings, his chest heaving with deeper and deeper breaths. In a moment, Scott's nuts drew up slightly in their sac, his cock began to draw upward. At that exact moment, Jim began to pull the benwah out of Scott's ass.
"Aaah" Scott cried out, as a thick load of cum shot out from the end of his cock. "Aah, aah, Oh God" he moaned loudly as each ball was pulled out of his ass, causing his cock to spew another ribbon of cum across his taut belly and chest. In a few moments the last bit of cum oozed out of the tip, a milky tear dropping to mingle with the hairs of his crotch.
Jim moved to stand opposite Glen, as both men quickly pumped their own cocks. "Ah" both men moaned, almost simultaneously as thick globules of cum spurted and spurted from their own cocks, to join the widening pool on Scott's chest. Slowly both men reached down and rubbed the cum into the boy's chest with their free hands, as they continued to pump their own cocks with the other. Jim slowly stopped and let both of his hands drop to his sides. Opening his eyes, he looked down at Scott, whose entire chest glistened with the cum of all three. Scott's eyes were closed and his head hung limply, his breaths coming in long and deep rhythm. Jim looked over to Glen, who smiled back.
Taking a deep breath and sighing, Glen spoke softly "Well now, what's next?"