Caution/Welcome. Deeply in love with Jesse McCartney, Aaron resolves to do something to cheer him up, Jesse's career in a downward spiral after the break up of Dream Street despite all the hype to the contrary. At the same time another friend, Billy Gilman, is having doldrums of his own, his changing voice and the onset of puberty putting his singing career on hold and throwing his boyhood life and beliefs into turmoil. And then there is James Michael Ryan, Aaron's PR agent, whom Aaron just can't get out of his mind. This story does not reflect nor imply a real event nor the real sexual orientation of these hot young performers. It is the twenty- ninth of stand-alone stories in a series of Aaron Carter and Friends fanfic gay fantasies and chronologically follows the story "Aaron: Fantasy Fest Fun." The last story featuring Aaron and Jesse was number 22 "Aaron and Jesse: Disillusion Street" and the last story with Aaron and Billy Gilman was number 20 "Shootout at Knott's Wagon Camp Theatre". If you do not like reading gay fantasies about teenage boys or young celebrities this is where you stop and hit the back or delete key. This story is posted at free gay adult story sites for the purpose of adult entertainment. Permission is not given to copy electronically for the purpose of redistribution or posting at sites other than described without the permission of the author. Copyright of lyrics is by Fantasticks and Oliver. This story is dedicated to Danny, known to many readers as soccerboy. May your days now be spent in eternity reading and writing those good stories surrounded by half-naked cherubs. Comments can be sent to the author J.O. Dickingson at authorsix@hotmail.com
AARON: WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS
While with progeny,
It's hodge hodge . . .
"Hodge-podgenee," prompted Jesse's mother.
While with progeny,
It's hodge-podgenee.
For as soon as you think you know what kind you've got,
It's what they're not!
"Oh yeah," Jesse responded dejectedly. It wasn't a hard song, it was just dumb as far as he was concerned, and it didn't matter if the musical had run for forty-two years. Besides, he wasn't in the mood, and a guy has to be in the mood if he's going to perform.
"Let's take a break. We've been rehearsing all afternoon," suggested his father. Jesse looked over at him gratefully and trudged off to his room.
Plant a radish.
Get a radish.
Never any doubt.
That's why I love vegetables;
You know what you're about!
The tune ran over and over in his mind. A fucking song about fucking vegetables. You'd think he was back in fucking kindergarten. The songs he was rehearsing were from the long- running musical "Fantasticks", "Oliver" and "The King and I." Fuck, the first acting job he'd ever had was "Oliver" back when he was a kid and performing in the local theatre, and he'd played Louis in "The King and I" way back when he was ten for fucksake. There he was now, fifteen-and-a-half singing songs he sang as a child in piddling little performances with his mother, father and sister. That was a far cry from the packed auditoriums of thousands of screaming girls and touring across the country to perform in some of the biggest venues in the United States when he'd been with Dream Street, and horsing around with the guys, talking about piercing their nipples and comparing girl's boobs. Yeah, unlike the other guys, he'd decided to break away from the group before the big breakup fiasco, and he'd known the chances he was taking, but he loved acting and had really wanted to expand. So his legend of Cameron Cruz didn't fly, big deal. The Pirates of Central Park won the best short film at New York City's International Independent Film Festival, and there would be others.
Closing the door to his room, he flopped down on his bed on his back. He looked up at the huge poster of Aaron Carter from his Rock, Rap and Retro tour. Fuck he looked so damn hot in that white and silver outfit and his open shirt. He looked hot in anything, or in nothing Jesse thought with a smile. He glanced over at the small picture on his desk, the autographed one. Aaron was hot, there was no doubt about it. And they were in love with each other. Jesse thought back to the beginning of August when Aaron had flown out to join him because he'd been so depressed. That went beyond just friendship. The thought of the hot sixty-nine and mutual jerk session they'd had there in his bed caused his dick to stir. Fuck he loved Aaron so fucking much, and he knew Aaron loved him just as fervently.
Unsnapping the snap of his faded jeans, he pushed them and his Nordstrom blue and green plaid boxers down to mid thigh, keeping them high up on his legs so he could grab them and pull them up at a moment's notice if he had to, though he was certain nobody would disturb him. They knew he was upset, and they knew the closed door meant he wanted some time out. He reached down and stroked his soft dick, pulling the skin back over the knob and pushing it back up. He looked up at Aaron's poster and imagined it was the hot young singer tugging on his cock and that the cock in his hand was really Aaron's. Though eight months older than Aaron, his cock was slightly shorter by perhaps an eighth of an inch. At least it was the last time they'd had sex together, which had been three months ago, the beginning of August, just before Aaron went on tour and less than a week before the courts ruled in Dream Street Entertainment's favour. His cock had grown since then, and he wondered if Aaron's had also.
He closed his eyes and recalled that night with Aaron, the softness of Aaron's lips on his, the gentleness of his caresses, the smell of his cologne, his hot breath against his cheek, his moist mouth enveloping his nut, his hot tongue caressing his dick head. As he slowly stroked his now stiff organ, he recalled the feel of Aaron's in his hand, it's slenderness, the abruptness of his mushroom-shaped knob, the firmness. They were similar in shape and size and they both had skins, and yet Aaron's felt so much different. The same was true about being jacked off. Though they had similar jerk off techniques, it felt so much different having Aaron's fingers wrapped about his cock and jerking him off instead of doing himself, and jerking Aaron's cock felt so much different from jerking his own.
His stiff cock was pounding with arousal as he stretched out his legs and imagined he and Aaron together, jacking each other off, sucking each other. Fuck, he loved Aaron so much it hurt. That was funny in a way. Before he and the rest of the band had met the Brewster brothers and had been tricked into having sex with them he'd never thought much about his sexual preference or about what being gay might be like. All he knew back then was that he was horny, and getting his nuts off felt great. After having sex with the four brothers, he found himself fantasizing about having sex with guys during his jerk off sessions, and over time, thinking of guys had become more frequent than thinking about girls. He hadn't really thought of himself as gay at the time though. Even the first time he and the others had sex with Aaron he hadn't considered himself gay. They had all just been horny, the result of performing before thousands of screaming girls. He did know that he'd found it hot that night in Peoria Illinois, and that he'd been wanting to do it with Aaron for some time prior to that. He hadn't been as bothered about that first sexual experience with guys that night with the Brewsters as the other guys in the band. That was just one more thing that separated him from them. He accepted that he was gay now, and that he was head over heels in love with Aaron, America's pop idol, the heartthrob of thousands of girls, and not just a few of their mothers besides. Aaron was all he could think about, and all he really cared about. Jesse sighed deeply as he stroked his throbbing cock.
His breathing was deep and fast now as he felt the tension building in his loins. He slowed down, wanting the pleasure to last. He squeezed below the bulb of his cock, cutting off the desire and causing the throbbing to lose some of its force. Waiting for his cock to recover, he slowly began to stroke it once again, concentrating on the ripples of pleasure, on the irritation of the rim of his dick, on the throbbing of his blood through his veins. He closed his eyes once more and concentrated on the building tension in his groin once again, on the increasing intensity of the pleasure prickling about the rim of his irritated knob. As he felt himself approach his climax, he was too hot to delay it a second time. His chest rising and falling, he licked his parted lips and opened his eyes a crack and stared down at the missile in his hands. He tensed as he felt his cum begin to race up the core of his swollen flesh, and he sighed with the deepest of pleasure as he watched his juice shoot up into the air and fall back down to ooze down the slope of his knob and over his tightly clenched fingers. God it felt great!
Dog's got to bark, a mule's got to bray.
Soldiers must fight and preachers must pray.
And children, I guess, must get their own way
The minute that you say no.
Jesse was not the only one seeking solace in that secret and forbidden act that night. Just a little ways to the north in Richmond, Rhode Island, fourteen-year-old Billy Gilman was laying in his bedroom stroking his young cock and looking up at the tour poster of Aaron Carter too, prominently displayed above his computer and flanked by pictures of the Dixie Chicks and Pam Tillis. On his desk was the open notebook he'd been doing his mathematics assignment in, and the history book opened to the chapter he was supposed to read. On his night table on one side of the alarm clock was a photo of his mom and dad and kid brother Colin and beside that a photo of his grandmother and grandfather. On the other side was a ceramic bugs bunny ornament, a special gift. On the floor was a flyer announcing the Thirty-sixth Annual Country Music Awards.
It was the day before Halloween and the awards were only a week away and he was feeling miserable. In May, just before his fourteenth birthday, he'd had to cancel his tour dates on doctor's orders. His voice was changing and his vocal cords needed a rest. That had been six months ago but it seemed like six years. All he had ever wanted to do as far back as he could remember was to sing. That was his one love in his life, and not being able to do it was frustrating and disappointing. His voice wasn't cracking so often lately and he knew he'd soon be able to tour again, something he loved to do, but he was worried what the effect of his deeper voice was going to have on his career. He knew it was his boyish voice and looks and his ability to hit those high notes that made him popular. He wasn't going to be able to hit those notes anymore, and though he still had those large, blue eyes and long, fluttering lashes, his looks were growing more mature also. Instead of a cute, blond-haired child, he had the sultry looks of a teenager having entered puberty.
That was the second thing bothering him, and it was bothering him a lot. He tried to abstain from what he was doing, knowing that it was frowned upon and not so certain that everyone did it as Aaron had claimed, but it was hard not to seek the pleasure. Besides, the more he abstained, the more often his wet dreams occurred. Now Aaron had explained about them, so he knew there was nothing to worry about. What bothered him were the stains left in his pajamas. It was impossible for his mom not to see them, so she had to know what was happening to him, and that was embarrassing as hell, and there was nothing he could do about it.
As he slowly stroked his cock he thought about several girls he knew and he wondered what it would be like having sex with them. That was something he had no idea about but he'd like to find out. That he thought about girls that way bothered him even more than his wet dreams. He came from a good Christian family, and he knew that he shouldn't be having such thoughts about girls. That was something rappers thought about and sang about and did, not good country and western singers like himself. He tried to think of something else and his mind skipped back to jerking off at Knott's Berry Farm with Aaron and Haley Osment seven months ago and how hot it had been tying Aaron up and spanking him. That he thought about boys and doing sexual stuff with them, and that doing those things with Aaron had gotten him hot, bothered him even more than the thoughts about girls. He wasn't gay. At least he didn't think he was. Billy inhaled deeply and sighed. Why did life have to be so complex?
Even jacking off was complex. His best buddy had told him about www.jackinworld.com one night after they'd confessed to each other that they did it, "once in a while to relieve the tension." He'd visited the site a few days later and had been surprised there were so many different ways to jack off, and that guys would be so bold as to write in and describe how they did it. He and his buddy had never gotten around to doing it together, but he'd found himself thinking about the two of them doing it in his jerk off sessions since then, and especially after he and Haley had jerked off with Aaron that afternoon at Knott's Berry Farm. Now that had been fucking hot, the three of them standing there in a circle, jerking themselves off.
The throbbing of his young cock and the building tension deep in his groin brought his attention back to the present. He concentrated on the throbbing of his slender, stiff cocklet and on the prickling irritation around the rim of his knob as he pumped his fist up and down his aching bone faster and faster. He knew there were ways to delay what was going to happen, but he was too fucking hot, and at fourteen and five months jerking off was still comparatively new to him, new enough that he was impatient to reach that mind-blowing conclusion where he completely lost control of his body. The hot blond singer licked his lips and his long, blond lashes fluttered as he stared at his cock and delighted in the hot, throbbing of his flesh. As he felt his cum begin to gush up the core of his cock he raised his hips and arched his body. His hot young cum squirted out of his aching organ and flying through the air it splatted against his heaving chest. He arched higher as squirt after squirt sprayed his young, slender body. He gasped and he groaned as his body trembled and his cocklet burned. Staring over at the poster of Aaron, a smile slowly curled his lips as he thought about how wicked it had been spraying Aaron's body, and having been sprayed by Aaron's hot, creamy juice that day at Knott's Berry Farm.
Every secret prayer,
Every fancy free,
Everything I dared for both you and me.
All my wildest dreams
Multiplied by two
They were you.
They were you.
They were you.
Far to the south, in a bedroom in Marathon in Key West, another boy was engaging in the same solitary and pleasurable act as the first two. As he did so, he too was thinking of someone special, as he always did. This time however, it was not one of his fellow performers or one of his fans. It was his publicity agent James Michael Ryan. He'd just spent his last hour with Mike going over the photos Mike had taken of him on holiday during Key West's Fantasy Fest 2002, Mystical Mornings and Monsterious Nights. Well, actually, Mike had been going over the photos. Aaron had been flirting with him.
He'd begun by sitting very close to Mike on the sofa, and as he'd leaned forward to look at the pictures he'd pressed his leg against Mike's. The way he'd figured it was if Mike drew his leg away he was either uncomfortable with guys touching and so not gay, or at least not interested in someone as young as he was. When Mike had not drawn his leg away, he'd placed a hand on his knee, all very innocent and casual, and again Mike had not pulled away, which to Aaron was a major sign and his cock had begun to swell just with the idea that Mike might be interested in guys, and in him in particular. He had been tempted to slip his hand up along Mike's thigh, but that was a bit too daring, and too evident, even for him.
Instead, he had decided to engage Mike in conversation. He'd mentioned he'd seen him at the Bellsouth Fantasy Fest Parade with a gorgeous woman and he'd asked if it was his girlfriend. His comment that she was a colleague and just a good friend hadn't answered what Aaron really wanted to know so he'd come right out and asked Mike if he had a girlfriend. Mike had hesitated and shifted uncomfortably before responding that his job made it hard to have a girlfriend with the strange hours and being on the road a lot. Aaron knew that was true, and that their jobs interfered with their social lives was one of the most common complaints by entertainers. He'd joked, as he had with Billy and Haley, that not having someone special did make it hard, which he'd noticed made Mike shift on the sofa all the more uncomfortably. Of course that could be because he was uncomfortable talking about erections with a fourteen-year- old just as well as it could be because he had no girlfriend and was jacking off. Nor did it necessarily mean he was gay or had occasional sex with men, though it just as well could.
Picking out a couple pictures, Aaron had observed that he didn't like them, and he'd asked Mike if he didn't think they made him look too gay. He'd watched Mike's eyes for a clue and he might have seen a flicker of embarrassment, but it had been too slight to be sure as Mike had responded that he didn't think so, but if Aaron didn't like them he wouldn't use them. Realizing that Mike might have been embarrassed because of his insinuation that looking gay was bad and that his comment might dissuade Mike from making a pass at him, Aaron had quickly gone on to say he didn't care if someone was gay and that a person's sexual preference was his own business, and that a lot of people in the entertainment business seemed to be gay. Mike had responded that he felt the same way about people who were gay, and agreed that the entertainment field seemed to have an extraordinary number of gays, but still there had been nothing to indicate Mike was in fact gay himself, or interested in doing anything with a guy. Daring to go a step farther without coming right out and asking Mike if he was gay, Aaron had asked him if he knew anyone who was gay, and Mike had responded that he didn't personally, which had brought that avenue of exploration to an end.
Desperate now, Aaron had leaned back and run a hand along his thigh, observing how horny he was. He'd seen a flicker of interest in Mike's eyes, and as he'd closed his eyes and rubbed himself he'd watched through his almost closed lids as Mike glanced down at his crotch. That had been the look of a man who was definitely interested, and Aaron had been sure the bulge in Mike's trousers had grown some. With a long sigh, Aaron had observed how even being back at home he didn't have anyone special to help solve that problem.
Mike had joked that his job involved many things but that was not one of them. The words were no sooner out of his mouth than he'd turned a bright red and stammered that he meant his job didn't include finding someone to solve Aaron's problem, not that he meant his job didn't include solving Aaron's problem himself. Aaron had impishly suggested that perhaps he could talk to his mother about including that in his contract.
Saying that Aaron shouldn't even joke about such a thing, Mike had been very clearly disturbed and Aaron had realized that he'd crossed that line, though he wasn't exactly sure why the last comment had gotten Mike so upset. Was it the fact he was talking about sex with his employer's son? Perhaps it was because he was only fourteen, fifteen in just over a month. Only seconds earlier he'd been sure Mike was interested, but once again he was no longer sure. And so Mike had left, leaving him there half arousal, not that being horny was an unusual condition for the hot young singer.
Having been denied the real thing, Aaron stretched back in his bed and imagined what it might be like having a hot sexual encounter with James Michael Ryan. He wondered if his cock was large or small, if he was cut or uncut, and if his hairs were as bright red as that on his head or that he'd seen sticking out from the top of his shirt. He slowly realized that in all the time he'd seen him, he'd never seen Mike with his shirt off. He imagined what it would be like to run his fingers over his chest and through his chest hairs. That would be awesome. He imagined the two of them laying on the beach, him twirling Mike's chest hairs, Mike twirling his short hairs. He imagined wrapping his fingers about Mike's cock and stroking it until it was hard, and Mike doing the same with his.
Aaron loved cock. Big cock, little cock, circumcised, uncut, black, white, it didn't matter. He loved the feel of a hot, hard cock throbbing in his hand, he loved the taste of cock in his mouth, he loved the smell of cock on his fingers. He switched hands and brought his right hand to his nose and inhaled the fragrance of his cock on his fingers. Inhaling deeply, he recalled all the cock he'd ever smelled, and he wondered what James Michael Ryan's cock would smell like. The thought of the thirty-year-old publicity agent and himself in a sixty-nine with their noses buried in each other's crotch was fucking erotic. His fantasy switched to Mike laying there on his back stripped naked and him squatting there beside him playing with his cock, stroking, pulling back the skin and teasing the sensitive skin below his knob with his tongue, teasing the opening with the tip of his tongue. Aaron threw back his head in ecstasy as he shot his load.
Checking his Email that evening, Aaron was delighted to find several messages from some of his best friends. He opened up the one from Shad Moss first. The young rapper started by saying how much he missed Aaron and how he wished their schedules would allow them to meet more often, not just for the obvious, but even just to talk in person. Being a singer himself, Shad knew that being a teen star was not all fame and money. It was long hours of practice and rehearsals, and that on top of school work. It was great just being able to talk to someone else who understood. That they also had great sex together was an added bonus (which he'd spelt bone-us.) He sent his revised itinerary and Aaron immediately checked his schedule of appearances and guest performances, but they were nowhere near close. Dashing off a reply expressing his love and longing to be with Shad, he opened up the one from Billy Gilman next. He smiled when he read Billy's comment that he was the first on his mind when he jerked off, which he was now doing daily and sometimes several times a day, and he was glad to hear his voice was growing stronger each day. He could appreciate the anxiety Billy was going through regarding his voice and his career, and especially with the Country Music Awards coming up. He assured Billy that things would work out, trying to put his mind at ease, and he reminded him that he still intended on getting even with him for having tied him up and spanked him the afternoon they had met at Knott's Berry Farm, an ongoing joke between the two of them. The third and the last of the Emails from his closest friends was from Justin, who updated Aaron on the sexcapades he, Frankie, and now Erik Per Sullivan were engaging in.
He had just finished off his replies to the small group of friends he trusted to keep his Email address a secret when he received a message that Jesse had come on line. They had a standing arrangement to chat three times a week if their schedules allowed, always at the same time. He immediately sent Jesse a message and the two teen lovers chatted for the next half hour, chatting about those things that lovers chat about. Jesse was excited about his upcoming participation in "A Salute to Broadway", loving live performances more than anything else, but he also could not help observing that was a far cry from being the staring act, or even the opening act for a top performer like Aaron, and how he missed those days, even with the pressures and the tedium of living in hotels and eating restaurant food and being shadowed by body guards. The mention of body guards tempted Aaron to discuss his opinions about his publicity agent, but he decided on discretion. He could not be sure what Jesse's take might be on his interest in a man twice his age, or Jesse's take on a man twice his age being interested in him.
That night as he crawled into bed, he thought about his friends and the blessings he had. Yeah, it was a lot of sweat, and his performances weren't quite pulling in the crowds they once were, and it seemed the bickering between his parents was more frequent than usual, though if it was about his career or Nick's, or something totally different he had no idea. At any rate it was nothing to worry about compared to the depression Billy and Jesse were going through. He smiled when he thought of Billy's comment when he'd found out he and Jesse were lovers in a recent Email that he really found Jesse hot, and envied him being Jesse's lover. It was with that thought that an idea suddenly struck him, a perfect, wonderful idea. He crawled out of bed to talk to his mother and father.
"Your problem is you worry too much." It was his mother's voice.
"Your problem is you don't worry enough."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing is forever. I don't have to tell you how fickle fans are, especially teens."
"There is nothing wrong with the careers of our boys."
"I'm worried about more than their careers."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm worried about their lives. About their futures. About their values."
"And I don't?"
"Sometimes I'm not sure."
"Who has been screening Aaron's acts since that embarrassment with the Dream Street boys? Who has been insisting on only moral, Christian groups like the Take Five."
"Because they are good marketing ploys. Not because of any concern about Aaron."
"No concern? Which one of us has been spending every moment they are awake on his career?"
"Perhaps too much time. You're starting to sound like Maryann Raposo."
Aaron headed back to his room. He'd heard enough. It was not the right time to broach either about his excellent idea. He hated it when he heard them argue, which was seldom in that they were very careful to hide their differences from him and Nick. He also knew it was common for parents to have differences of opinion, and that in the end, they worked things out. His dad was right though. His mother had been getting more and more demanding, more and more like Mrs Raposo. He did broach them later, the day after Halloween, and felt guilty playing one against the other knowing they were in disagreement and his mother's involvement in his life was an issue, but he was desperate to get what he wanted. He did get it, and seven days later, November 8, he was on a flight north to New York City with Mike Ryan as his supervisor/body guard. On the way, Aaron used the cramped aeroplane seats to rub up against Mike, which resulted in him getting a boner, and he was sure Mike too, and to discuss such topics as love and sexual preferences and if two people, one twice the age of the other, could have a relationship. The conversation didn't reveal anything further about Mike, other than such topics got Mike aroused, and made him uncomfortable.
By the time Mike finalized arrangements for the rental car, the flight from Rhode Island arrived and they headed to Irvington. Waiting for the performance to start, Aaron fidgeted anxiously like a five-year-old, and once it did begin, he couldn't wait for the medley of songs from the musical Oliver, Jesse's first appearance.
Where is love?
Does it fall from skies above?
Is it underneath the wi wi willow tree . . .
Jesse stammered. Love was in the third row, middle section, on the aisle, grinning like a Cheshire cat and holding two thumbs up. He could not believe it! Trust Aaron to come all that way to hear him perform, to be there to support him! He finished the rest of the song, and the rest of the performance in a daze, unable to believe it, unable to think of anything else but Aaron.
"What where the f-, the, the heck, what are you doing here?" he asked as Aaron and Billy joined him backstage, Mike having arranged the clearances with the theatre's security.
"Heard there was an awesome singer performing and we had to come check him out," Aaron responded with a huge grin, glancing at Billy.
"Heard he might be a threat to Aaron," Billy observed as they'd rehearsed.
"This is Billy. Billy Gil ."
"Gilman," interrupted Jesse. "I recognized you from the stage. I'm not much into country and western, but I love your singing."
"Thanks. I think you're totally awesome."
"Gagh," responded Aaron, pretending to stick his finger down his throat and gag. "You guys are sweeter than molasses."
"Well, he is awesome," Billy responded, unafraid to show his adoration.
"Billy's been a fan of yours for some time, as you can tell."
"So how'd you two end up here?"
"It was Aaron's idea," said Billy. "I knew you two were ah, were, friends, and said how much I liked your singing, and Aaron said you were performing here, and I said it would be cool to hear you and I'd have to try to get my parents to bring me here, and well, Aaron said leave it up to him, and, well, here we are."
"I appreciate you coming," Jesse responded, meaning both of them but looking meaningfully at Aaron.
"That was very sweet of you," Jesse's mother responded, having joined the boys and overheard Billy's comment.
"Hey, we performers have to stick together," Aaron responded.
"So, you here with your parents, or what?"
"My press agent came with me."
"You got a place to stay tonight? You're not flying back out tonight are you?" Jesse asked worriedly.
"We got a hotel room here in Irvington. We were hoping you'd join us."
"You didn't have to get a hotel room. You could have stayed with us. You know that," Jesse's mother commented. "Both of you, and your agent."
"Yeah, I know, but I was thinking instead of driving back to your place, we'd just get a room here and Jesse could stay over with us and we could visit. You're back out tomorrow night anyway." The three boys looked at Mrs McCartney eagerly.
"Well, I guess it would be all right," she responded, looking at her husband, who quickly agreed. He knew as well as she the friendship that had developed between Aaron and Jesse, and that Jesse needed all the friends he could at the moment. Had they known just what that relationship involved, they might not have been so willing to have the boys spend a night in a hotel room together.
The three boys were so elated they would have leaped in the air and high-fived and would have hugged her had they not been mature, sophisticated teenagers. And so Mike drove the boys to the hotel where he had rented two rooms, one for the three boys and one for himself. He could have rented only one room, but the whole point of the trip was for the three boys to spend some time together, which would be awkward with him around. Besides, there were two other very good reasons for him not to be sharing the same room with them.
Ordering a pizza with their favourite toppings and soft drinks, the boys visited excitedly. Jesse and Aaron were delighted to see each other again of course, and even though they'd Emailed each other regularly, nothing beat visiting face to face though they did exercise restraint in that there was a third boy present. Billy was delighted to have heard one of singers he greatly admired perform, and to have the opportunity to talk to him besides. The fact that he also found him a hunk he wasn't bold enough to reveal. Besides, he was aware that Jesse and Aaron were lovers, and did feel awkward being the third one in the party. Jesse was a bit disappointed in that he and Aaron were not alone. He would have loved to have spent some personal time together with Aaron. So their talk was suppressed and cautious, as it is with strangers, but they had many things in common, among them being boys, singers and extroverted. They quickly got to know each other and began to feel more comfortable.
"This past week I haven't slept a wink I've been so excited about this night," confessed Aaron.
"I've been looking forward to it too," responded Billy, "really looking forward to it."
"You're going to end up regretting it."
"What do you mean?" he asked, he and Jesse both surprised by the comment.
"Remember when I told you some day somewhere I'd get back for what you did to me at Knott's Berry farm?"
Billy looked at him with even greater surprise, and then a smile slowly curled his lips. Aaron wouldn't dare do anything like they'd done, not in front of Jesse. On the other hand, if Aaron did have something like that in mind, it would be wicked doing it with him and Jesse. Aaron quickly filled Jesse in on the prank Billy and Haley Osment had played on him in the back of the stunt stage, tying him up, tickling him, giving him a boner and spanking him before the three of them had a jerkoff and sprayed each other with their cum. At first Billy had giggled with the retelling, and then had turned red with embarrassment as Aaron described their sexual adventure, leaving out no detail. At first he was afraid what Jesse might think about him and what they'd done, but he quickly realized that Jesse was thoroughly enjoying the telling. By the time Aaron was done, all three boys were semierect and eager for some fun.
"So what do you have in mind in retaliation?" asked Jesse.
Slipping off the bed, Aaron opened up his duffle bag and took out one of his favourite gifts he'd received on his fourteenth birthday almost a year ago and had wrapped up and concealed in his change of underwear for the flight.
"What is that?"
"Anal beads," he said with a grin.
"So what you supposed to do with them?" asked Billy curiously, looking at the clear tube with five blue beads of ascending sizes.
"Well, I could tell you . . . or I could show you," Aaron responded, glancing over at Jesse, and the two boys slowly smiled as they turned as one and looked at Billy.
"Ah, I think I have an idea, thanks," Billy responded, getting to his feet as Jesse got to his and he and Aaron approached the young country and western singer.
Each playfully grabbed him by an arm and carried him over to the bed where they proceeded to strip him with a lot of wrestling, tickling, laughing and fondling on the part of all three of them. Flipping the naked fourteen-year-old onto his back, Jesse straddled him with his back to his face and knelt on his arms as he and Aaron raised Billy's hips so his legs were around Jesse's neck and his ass was stuck up in the air. Of course the intent was not to hurt him so Jesse didn't put all of his weight on his arms, with the result Billy was able to work them loose. With Jesse straddling his chest and with his legs about Jesse's neck, Billy playfully reached around and groped him in the pretense of trying to get Jesse off him, and pulling down his fly and unsnapping his jeans, tugged down his pants and his boxers, with Jesse's willing assistance, so Jesse's naked ass was above his face, something he observed perhaps had been a mistake.
By then Aaron had lubed up the anal bead tube and as Jesse stretched open Billy's ass cheeks, Aaron carefully inserted the tube. Billy lay there passively as he felt the tube entering his body, a totally new and unexpected pleasure being revealed to him. Having used them on himself many times over the past year, Aaron deftly inserted them without the slightest problem. Holding the balls in place, he eased the tube back out, leaving the balls behind. Unable to resist the temptation, he gave the fourteen-year-old's smooth, compact buttocks a few playful slaps, causing Billy to squirm, which caused the balls up his rectum to press against his sphincter and his prostate, which of course resulted in his already semierect dick swelling still further. That encouraged the two older teens to slap his backside a bit more vigorously, which caused him to squirm all the harder, and despite his protests, caused his dick to swell still faster. Seeing his arousal of course caused both Jesse and Aaron to continue boning up. With his boxers pulled down, Jesse's response was particularly obvious to the other two boys.
Grabbing Jesse's large, low-hanging nuts, Billy playfully squeezed them, causing Jesse to begin tickling his backside in an effort to get him to unhand his balls. Billy responded by tickling Jesse's thighs, and as Aaron joined in to help Jesse, Billy thrashed about and howled with laughter and with arousal as the anal beads did their thing up his rectum. Observing that Aaron's dick had to be hurting penned up as it was, Jesse felt an ache of desire deep in his groin as Aaron agreed and unabashedly unzipped his pants and pushed down his trousers and briefs to release his stiff dick. It had grown another quarter inch since Jesse had seen it, just as he'd figured, and now stood proudly at just over five and a half inches, just slightly longer than his own. As he looked down at it, Jesse thought back to the hot sex sessions the two of them had in the past and his own stiff cock jerked with arousal.
Again rolling Billy over on his back and raising his hips, Jesse and Aaron lay down on either side of him and began to caress his chest and his thighs, causing him to squirm with growing desire. Aaron's and Jesse's cocks were throbbing with desire also as the two boys leaned over and ran their tongues over Billy's smooth chest and swirled them around his nipples, driving the young boy crazy. As Jesse sucked on one of Billy's nipples, Aaron slowly pulled the first and smallest of the beads out and Billy squirmed with the stimulation of his teat and his sphincter. His nipple quickly became hard and burned with arousal and Jesse began to nibble on it as Aaron drew the second bead to Billy's anus. Billy anxiously opened and closed his sphincter in a desperate attempt to dislodge the bead stretching apart his pucker, causing his dick to ache with desire even more. As the bead popped out, it felt as if he was taking a shit, and he never realized just how stimulating and erotic that action was until then. Aaron and Jesse rubbed Billy's thighs with the tips of their fingers, causing the boy to groan with lust as Aaron pulled the third bead out and then the fourth. All three boys were breathing heavily with arousal.
"Oh man, that was fucking awesome," Billy sighed after the last bead had been extracted from his body and he was allowed to lower his hips. He did not normally swear, but this was hardly normal circumstances for the young singer, far more experienced than many his age in many ways, but woefully inexperienced in the pleasures of sex compared to his two companions for the night. "I'm so fucking horny I could scream."
"Go ahead," Aaron and Jesse chimed as they pinned him down and teasingly stroked the inside of his thigh with their fingertips.
"Oh man," Billy gasped, "I'm gonna come any second."
"You want to bring him off?" asked Aaron, looking at Jesse.
Jesse looked at the young singer's slender, stiff dick. It was amazing how that protruding, irritated organ could feel so good and so painful at the same time. "Actually, I'm ready to shoot too," Jesse observed. He thought for a moment before looking up from Billy's stiff cock to look in his eyes. They were a deep blue and framed by long, fine, blond lashes. He'd never realized how sexy Billy's eyes were before. "Have you ever docked?" Billy shook his head. "Wanna try?"
"Sure," he said huskily. He had no idea what it meant, but the opportunity to do something with Jesse was good enough for him no matter what it was.
The two knelt on the bed, Jesse squatting a bit so their dicks were at the same level. Pushing his down so it was perpendicular to his body and telling Billy to do the same, he then had Billy inch forward until their dickheads were touching. Easing his abundant foreskin up over his knob, he stretched it forward, slipping it over Billy's knob. That alone was enough to bring the two boys to the brink of coming. As Jesse wrapped his right fist about their two knobs, holding his skin in place, and slowly rocked back and forth, his knob butted against Billy's and their two knobs slid back and forth in his fist. Their breathing was deep and erratic, and the two openly snorted and panted with arousal. In less than a minute Billy announced excitedly and urgently he was going to come. Having expected Jesse to pull away, Billy was surprised when Jesse panted that he was also and continued to hold their knobs together.
He opened his mouth to warn Jesse what was about to happen but it happened too quickly for him to utter a word. He trembled and inhaled deeply as he felt his cum surge up the core of his now numb cock and squirt out the burning tip. Almost at the same instant Jesse began to come also. The two boys quivered and groaned with the exotic pleasure as they came, as their hot, thick cum spurted against each other's knob and filled the inside of the skin casing. Their hot, mixed juice gushed out from their union, the pressure and volume being too great for Jesse's foreskin to contain it. Aaron immediately lay down and squirmed between the knees of the two boys, his head raised and his mouth open. Their combined cum continued to gush like water from a broken pipe, spurting between Jesse's fingers and flowing into Aaron's mouth. The two boys felt a lust like they'd never felt before as squirt after squirt erupted from their cocks and as their juices mixed and flowed from their cocks and into Aaron's mouth. As they finally parted, more cum oozed from their bodies, resulting in a thick streamer connecting their dickheads. They squeezed their cocks, squeezing out the cum in the core of their numb organs. It hung from their dickheads for a moment and dropped, missing Aaron's gaping mouth and oozing down over his lower lip and around his chin. Aaron squirmed farther forward, overestimating so the pendants of cum milked from the two swollen organs dropped on his upper lip to form two white moustaches.
Pressing their dicks down, the two boys purposefully aimed them for Aaron's mouth as they milked them, Jesse's fingers slick with both of their loads and smearing their combined cum over his stiff cock. They had never felt so hot as they knelt there milking their dicks. Nor had Aaron as he reached down and began to wank his aching cock. Glancing at Billy and nodding toward Aaron's flailing fist, Jesse quickly lay down in the opposite direction, and pushing away Aaron's hand, he began to eagerly lick Aaron's shaft. Billy, turned on by their docking like he'd never been turned on before and seeing their milky-white streamers of cum on Aaron's lips, lay down on the other side and similarly began to lick Aaron's cock. He'd never licked cock before, and had never even thought about it, but he did so now without the slightest hesitation he was so worked up.
It was only seconds before Aaron's thick cum gushed out of his stiff cock. Jesse immediately began to lap up the thick cream, and Billy, having seen the eagerness with which Aaron had consumed his and Jesse's, and now the eagerness with which Jesse was lapping up Aaron's, stuck out his tongue and lapped up his first streamer of thick, tart cum. To his surprise, it did not taste that bad, and the creamy constituency in fact caused his own cock to ooze out another streamer itself. So, the hot young blond singer lay there on his side licking Aaron's stiff cock like he was licking an ice cream cone, swirling his hot, thick cum in his mouth and savouring it as a young boy might savour a sweet and unfamiliar treat, the creamy white juice smeared over his soft lips and his chin.
"Oh man, that was like so wicked," Billy observed, the three of them having stretched out on the hotel bed.
"Oh yeah, really hot."
"You know," Billy said, raising himself up on one arm and looking at Jesse, "now each time I see you in that ad for Reebok and NFL Jerseys, I'm going to think of this night."
"That ad? Seems like everyone I know has seen it! I felt like such an idiot wearing that fake 80's mullet."
"Well, I think you looked hot."
"Hey, forget about making the moves on my main squeeze. He's all mine," observed Aaron jokingly, slipping an arm about Jesse and giving him a kiss.
"You two guys really gay?"
"Yeah," they replied.
"And in love with each other?"
"Oh yeah," they both responded, looking at each other like two love-struck calves.
"Well, then, you know, if you're in love, then how come you two, well, you know, did stuff with me?"
"Hey, there's a difference between sex and love."
"Yeah, a big difference."
"Just because two guys love each other don't mean they can't have sex with others."
"Especially when our careers keep us apart for such long times."
"Speaking of careers, I hope mine picks up. Don't want to be doing commercials and singing with my parents the rest of my career."
"Hey, you were great performing tonight."
"Yeah, but it's not the same as performing across the country to thousands of screaming fans."
"Yeah, know what you mean," observed Billy with a frown. "Sure hope when my vocal cords get done I still have a career."
"Hey, I wouldn't worry. You got a great voice."
"And great looks," said Jesse, causing Billy to blush.
"Especially with those red cheeks," teased Aaron.
"Speaking of red cheeks, I should give you a pair for that bead thing," Billy observed.
"Want some help?" Jesse asked with a leer.
"You bet!"
The two boys jumped Aaron, and with a lot of laugher and tickling and even more groping and fondling, they got him on his stomach with Jesse sitting on his back and Billy on his legs. Billy delivered the first swat, a solid slap to his fleshy butt cheek that left a red hand print on the pale skin. Aaron yelped and for a moment Billy was afraid he'd been too rough, but from the shine in Aaron's chocolate brown eyes he knew it couldn't have been that painful. He slapped the other cheek, and then the first again, and then was joined by Jesse. Aaron squirmed and bucked and cursed, but as he raised his hips they could see he was boning up, and so were they. They continued slapping his ass until it was a cherry red and so sensitive it just took a touch with a single fingertip to send ripples of stimulation through the sensitized flesh. By then all three boys were stiff again.
"You know, doing ads and singing with my parents isn't all that bad, not when it brings you two guys to come see me."
"Get off my fucking back and we'll see how happy you are to see us after spanking me," Aaron said with a grin.
"Oh, I can see how happy Jesse is to see us," Billy giggled as he looked down at Billy's wagging bone.
"And seems Aaron was pretty happy to be spanked," Jesse observed, slipping his hand under his lover and squeezing the stiff bone he found there. "And you seem mighty happy too from the way your tail is wagging," Jesse continued, looking down at Billy's cock.
"Well, since we've all boned up, I guess we'll have to do something about it," Aaron observed.
"Fine with me," said Billy. "Maybe we should stick those beads up Aaron's butt this time."
Jesse looked at Aaron's butt for a moment. "Or we could stick something else up it."
"Yeah? What?"
"You ever fuck a guy before?"
"Huhngh," Billy half snorted and half laughed in surprise and a bit of embarrassment. "No." Although he'd heard guys tell each other to fuck each other, or talk about fucking some woman's ass, he'd never really considered if people really did those things, or if such things were even possible. He certainly had never considered doing something so vulgar himself. Now, as he sat there with a raging bone and looked at Aaron's reddened ass, it was a very intriguing idea.
"Go ahead," urged Jesse.
Billy looked up at the hot, blond singer, surprised he'd be offering up his beloved's ass, but like they'd said, this was sex, not love, and Aaron hadn't protested. He'd also never have another chance like this. As a smile began to curl his lips, he was relieved to see Jesse's smile widen. Pulling off Aaron's shirt so Aaron was laying there totally naked, having removed his briefs, pants and socks after their earlier round of sex, the two boys looked down at him. Unsure just how to go about fucking a guy's ass, Billy was about to straddle his legs when Jesse pulled Aaron's legs apart and told Billy to kneel between them. Searching for the lube Aaron had used for the bead tube, it took him a few minutes to find where it had been discarded under Aaron's underwear. Kneeling beside Billy, Jesse squeezed out a generous strip along the fourteen-year- old's shaft and over his knob, and then spread it over his stiff dick.
Placing an elbow on either side of Aaron, Billy slowly lowered his body and Jesse instructed him, telling him to arc higher and move his knees in closer. Placing his hands on Billy's naked butt, Jesse guided him so that the tip of his greased dick wedged into Aaron's pucker, which Aaron eagerly opened. Billy's dick was slender, more slender than many he'd had up his ass, and he was experienced, so Billy's first attempt to unite was successful on the very first try. Aaron inhaled deeply and closed his eyes with the pleasure of feeling a cock entering his body. He enjoyed sucking and jerking off cock, but he especially enjoyed a cock stuffed up his ass, and that it was Billy's first time made it all the hotter. He felt a droplet of pre-cum ooze out of his dick head and Billy hadn't even begun to fuck him.
Billy could not believe this. He had his stiff cock up Aaron's hot, moist hole. He had his cock up another guy's ass, and he was about to fuck him! That was so wicked! He concentrated on the feeling of hot, moist flesh surrounding his aching bone, and then slowly drew his hips up and back. He wanted to scream out with the pleasure as he felt Aaron's sphincter tighten about his retreating cock and as ripples of pleasure pulsated out from his knob. He slowly eased his cock back in and his hot breath panted against the nape of Aaron's neck. He was fucking another boy, and the boy's lover was kneeling there watching him! Of course he didn't know if Jesse had ever done this to Aaron, but considering they were lovers, he had to conclude that he had. His cock was where Jesse's normally would be. Now that was fucking wicked!
As he watched Billy slowly fucking Aaron, Jesse felt tremors of lust pulsating up his stiff cock and a droplet of pre-cum oozed out the tip. Watching the two was so fucking hot, especially knowing that this was Billy's first time, and knowing how much Aaron loved cock. As he watched Billy's smooth, compact butt rising and falling rhythmically, an idea came to his mind. Reaching for the lube, Jesse greased up his stiff cock quickly. Billy and Aaron saw, and they knew what he had in mind. Aaron groaned with the erotic idea of his lover fucking the boy who was presently fucking him and another dollop of pre-cum oozed out of his stiff cock pinned between his belly and the bed sheet.
Billy found the idea erotic also, but was not so certain he wanted it. Telling someone to take it up the ass was an insult. Besides, Jesse's cock looked especially long and thick and especially ominous now that it had been slicked up with lube. Of course on the other hand, Aaron had taken his up the ass and was evidently enjoying it, and he certainly was, and Jesse's knob wasn't quite the diameter of the largest blue bead he'd had up his rectum, and having the beads up his rectum had been hot. Billy quivered with the rush of thoughts racing through his mind. Most convincing of all though was the look of lust in Jesse's deep blue eyes, that same smoldering look that looked out at you on the front page of his website. How could he possibly object to having sex with a hot, sexy guy like Jesse McCartney? Besides, Jesse was clearly experienced at this sort of thing. He had nothing to worry about.
And so he sank his cock up Aaron's ass until his curly blond hairs were pressed against Aaron's tail bone as instructed by Jesse, and he paused there while Jesse got in position between his legs and behind him. He quivered with anticipation as Jesse grasped his hips and he felt Jesse's lubed dickhead press against his sphincter. He pushed out with his stomach muscles as instructed and felt Jesse pressing forward. Ever so slowly his sphincter was stretched open. He strained harder, ignoring the pain and concentrating on his memory of the pleasure he'd gotten from the anal beads being pulled from his rectum. Having had that experience only recently helped as he felt Jesse's knob slowly stretch open his sphincter until it finally popped inside his rectum.
Jesse paused there and told Billy to slowly ease his hips back. He did as he'd been told, drawing back his hips and easing his stiff, lubed cock out of Aaron's ass, and sliding back on Jesse's greased cock. Ever so slowly he eased back, empaling himself on the fleshy rod stuffed up his ass until he felt Jesse's curly hairs pressing against his backside and the knob of his own cock beginning to stretch open Aaron's pucker from the inside. He had Jesse's hard, pulsating cock totally up his ass, and it felt wicked! He slowly eased his hips forward once again, slowly sinking his cock up Aaron's rectum and feeling Jesse's cock slowly easing out of his own until Jesse's knob was pushing against his sphincter as the anal beads had done. He trembled with the ripples of arousal pulsating out from around his stretched anus, and the ripples of arousal pulsating through his dick head. He wasn't sure which felt the better.
Jesse sighed loudly and unabashedly with pleasure, physical and emotional, as Billy slowly worked his hips to and fro. He loved being gay, and he loved Aaron, and he loved sex. The evening could not be more perfect. The boy he loved more than anything else in the world had taken the trouble to travel to Irvington to cheer him up in the best way he knew how, by booking a hotel room so they could have sex together. He loved Aaron so much. He knew that Aaron had brought Billy along because he wanted to cheer up the fourteen-year-old singer also, Billy being just as much in the dumps as he was. That was the type of boy Aaron was, and was one of the reasons he loved him so. There was no doubt Billy was having the evening of his life, and Jesse recalled the first time he'd ever had sex with a boy, and the first time he'd had gang sex with four horny and conniving and delightful brothers. That this was Billy's first time fucking another boy, and that Billy's ass was virgin territory made it all the hotter. There was nothing like introducing another boy to the joys of fucking and being fucked. It was even hotter in that Billy was the one in control, working his hips to and fro to drive his own cock in and out of Aaron's body and at the same time sliding his hot, moist rectum up and down Jesse's throbbing, aching cock. Jesse inhaled deeply and trembled with pleasure as he felt the pressure build in his groin.
Aaron was at the bottom of the pile but feeling on the top of the world. He had done what he'd wanted to, he'd cheered up the best friend he had, and a new young friend besides. As he lay there with Billy's slender dick easing in and out of his ass, striking his prostate and sending thrills of arousal through his own stiff cock, he thought of the look of delight on the fourteen-year-old's young, fresh face when he'd sat there watching Jesse perform live on stage, and the look of delight when he'd seen Jesse naked, and the look of delight now on his face as he humped his ass and was being humped by the boy he'd confessed to Aaron he found hot. As his cock throbbed and ached to get off a load, he thought of the look of surprise and delight on Jesse's face when he'd spotted him there in the audience, and how he'd actually beamed as he finished off the song. The entire audience could see his joy for the rest of the performance.
He smiled. The audience would be surprised to see Jesse McCartney's present joy and his present performance. The look of pure lust and ecstasy when the three of them had come earlier that evening had been so wicked, and the look of erotic pleasure presently lighting up those sexy, bedroom eyes and bringing a blush of arousal to his cheeks as the fifteen-year-old crooner trembled with lust, the result of a fourteen-year-old country and western singer riding his throbbing, aching hardon, he could envision in his mind, having seen that look so many times before in their lovemaking.
Aaron could not hold back. He trembled and cried out as he felt his cum gush up his cock and spurt out of the burning tip, spreading out in a hot, thick sticky flood through his hairs and over his flat belly. Billy cried out also as he rammed his slender, pulsating cock up Aaron's rectum and began to fill it with his hot, thick boy juice, his slender cock throbbing and pulsating with more force than he'd ever felt before. Grasping the trembling singer's slender hips, Jesse similarly thrust forward, driving his hot, throbbing cock up the boy's no longer virgin ass as he too began to fill it with his hot cum. No, it was not bad being a teenager and a celebrity, not bad at all.