Apologies to readers for a longer gap between chapters than the pace I had previously been keeping. Call it a tortoise and hare situation, but my pace for this first erotic story attempt was a bit too frenzied, trying to rush in taking these characters living in my head to hop out onto a story on the screen, and I got a little overwhelmed. I've appreciated all the feedback so far. I'll take my cues from the tortoise from now on.
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Beautiful Burglar Boy - Ch. 14 By Jeff Ennig
I moved my arm up and around his shoulder as we casually strolled down the block together toward the front entrance of my building, enjoying the closeness of this beautiful boy in my arms.
Stroking up and down his upper arm, I looked over at him as we walked, smiled and said, "You did really great today, kiddo. We're all lucky to have you around."
"Thanks, boss. I'm just lucky to have a job I love, with a boss who treats his boys right."
I resisted the urge to grab his ass right then as we walked down the street.
Arriving at my building, Ollie walked in first, and teasingly climbed the stairs at a painstakingly slow pace, his perfect, round teen ass hugged by his tight little orange shorts as he went. He glanced back at me a couple times to flash me a knowing grin while my eyes remained transfixed upon the tightly muscled prize.
As soon as we opened the door, I shoved him inside, yanked the door shut, locked it, grabbed Ollie by the hips and spun him around, pushing him against the door as I thrust my whole weight against him. I seized him by the wrists and planted his hands above his head against the door, pushing them into the door before releasing his wrists, signalling my command that he was to remain in that position. By this point, I was rock-hard, and already furiously pent-up from my smoldering-hot session with Wyatt. I slid my clothes-covered cock along the contours of his firm shorts-covered ass as I grabbed his chin with my left hand to pull his face to the side.
Before I could shove my tongue into his mouth, he panted out, "There's some lube in my left pocket."
As I began ravenously making out with this young stud, I firmly held his hip with my right hand while I thrust my left hand into his pocket to retrieve the lube. Next, I practically tore the button off those tight little orange shorts he wore as I undid the button and unzipped them, shoving that delightful garment down off his hips. This thoughtful boy had not only put a packet of lube in his pocket, but he was going commando, so I had no further layers to go to reach my goal.
Putting the lube packet in between my pinky and ring fingers, I reached up underneath his tight baby-blue polo shirt to begin pinching his nipples with my left thumb and forefinger, while my right hand left his hip and found its way to his free-hanging package. While working his nipples, I began caressing his package, switching between his tip and his balls, until he began to chub up a bit, all while continuing to thrust my clothed erection along his tight, bare ass.
Once I felt him begin to thrust his ass back into me to meet my own movements, and my tongue in his mouth felt moans emanating from his throat, I knew he was ready for me to mount him again. I released his nipples and slid my hand out of his shirt, reaching both hands around to undo my own pants and slip them and my boxer briefs down. Once our pants were around our ankles, both our shirts still on, I furiously tore open the lube with my teeth, returned my tongue to its invasion of young Ollie's mouth, squeezed out the lube into my left hand, lubed myself up, and aimed my tip at the sexy teen jock's rear entrance.
I poked at his hole for a few moments while dominating his mouth with my tongue, pressed my left hand firmly into his lower abdomen just above his cock to steady us, and began pushing more forcefully at the fleshy rosebud until I felt Ollie pushed out to allow me admittance once more.
I continued pushing inward until I was fully inside of him, reached my other hand around to his abs, and thrust as hard as I could into him. From this position, my hand on his lower abs was able to feel my hard tip thrusting his guts aside as I forced my way past his prostate. I kept my hands in this position as I slammed into him repeatedly, incredibly turned on by feeling myself from the other side. Meanwhile, Ollie was pushing back against me to take more of me into himself, as his tongue danced around with its invading partner inside his delicious mouth.
Finally, I eased up on the pace and force of my invasion of his anal cavity as I released his abs and slid one hand up slowly along his side, briefly teasing his nipples as it made its way up to his left wrist. I pulled both of his wrists together and held them tight against the door, while my other hand stroked down off his abs to his growing cock.
While I found a new moderate rhythm of caressing his barely-legal prostate with the head of my steel rod, I gently stroked and tickled around the head of his ample teen dick. I began gently biting his earlobe and licking along the nape of his neck, keeping up the firm but gentle domination of his ass, as I began to play with his sweaty, heavy teenage balls.
"Do you like feeling me inside of you, kiddo?" I panted into his ear as I gently bit him.
As my cock head slid past his love button once more, my moaned back, "Oh yeah, I love it, boss."
"We're gonna try something new. Follow me to the couch," I whispered in a commanding tone as I released his wrists and pulled out of him, still rock-hard. I motioned for him to stand and wait while I sat down on the couch and slid myself down so that my hips were halfway to the edge of the seat cushion.
"I can't exactly pull off the position you saw Wyatt fucking me in earlier, kiddo, but I'm gonna have you sit on it instead." I pulled him toward me and got him to place his legs on either side of me as I pulled him by the waist toward my chest. "Grab the back of the couch to start, Ollie."
The boy placed his hands on the back of the couch, looking into my eyes as he did so. "Good boy, now slowly lower yourself down and I'm going to work my way into your hole again." Once we made contact again, my tip was pushed against his ballsack, so I pushed my cock back toward his hole as I pulled his hip forward slightly. Finding my target, I began to pull down on his hip as I guided myself back to his entrance.
"Feel me knocking on your door again?"
"Yeah," Ollie replied with a sweaty smile, as he pushed out and sank down, impaling himself on me in one fluid motion. Once his firm butt cheeks were resting on my lap, his tight chute firmly enveloping me once again, I stroked my hands along his back, reached to his shoulders, and pulled him down toward me. We began making out furiously again as he held onto the back of the couch and supported himself as he bounced slightly up and down on my cock.
As he continued to ride me like a horse, I used one hand to begin quickly jerking him off while my other hand felt along his ass to feel my cock as it slid in and out of my beautiful teen jock. It took him only a few seconds more to let out a squeal and a grunt as he came forcefully all over my chest and his, in at least three massive volleys of young boy jizz. He continued to ride me slowly, not really losing his erection as he looked into my eyes.
Feeling myself nearing completion, I grabbed under his armpits to lift him slightly off my lap, then began rapidly thrusting my hips up and down as he held on for dear life. Slamming my hips into his tight buns, feeling the vice-like grip of his ass muscles on my cock, I was just about there.
"Wow, kiddo, you are so sexy!" I practically screamed as I released his armpits, dropping him into an impaled position on my lap as I let loose a torrent of pent-up release into his steaming-hot insides.
We stared into each other's eyes as we sat there, a hot and sticky mess still joined together.
As I began to feel myself soften slightly, and my cum dribble down along my shaft and out toward this beautiful boy's entrance, Ollie reached for his own still-hard cock and squeezed out one more load as he looked into my eyes. Exhausted, the boy practically collapsed into my chest, resting his head on my shoulder as my softening cock remained inside him. I absent-mindedly massaged his strong young back and tight teen buns as we both continued to catch our breath.
We continued holding each other in this position, panting slightly as our bodies stuck together from the drying remnants of our explosive orgasms, for what seems like hours. I must have dozed off a bit, and I came to as I felt his heart beating in sync with mine as our bodies remained firmly enmeshed. Hearing the soft breathing that told me my sexy boy had also fallen asleep, I realized that we should probably get ready for bed.
"Hey, kiddo, wake up. I need to get to bed and get some real sleep. I've got a longer work day tomorrow than you do."
Groggily but with a broad smile on his face, Ollie lifted his head off my shoulder slowly. When he went to pull his chest away from mine, however, it was a little painful as the dried cum between us pulled at our skin.
"I have an idea, kiddo. Grab tight around my shoulders and hold yourself up as best you can. I'm going to scooch forward on the couch while you wrap your legs tight around my waist, and hold yourself up there too, ok?"
"Got it, boss."
Worried about the state of my aging back, I hoped that the strength of this athletic young jock and his comparatively lighter frame would make this workable. I'm not exactly buff, so I would not be able to pull off the hyper-athletic topping feats of Jake or Wyatt, but maybe I could at least carry this boy, stuck to me, into the shower.
I slowly rose from the couch, this sexy young jock clinging to me and using his arms and legs to hold his weight up. We went in for a quick kiss while I reached down to hold him up by the ass and began making my way to the bathroom. We had to enter sideways through the doorway, then stepped into the shower while I reached one hand out to turn the water on. Once the water cascaded down our bodies, we could be freed of the sticky, dried mess gluing us together. However, the position was so erotic for us both than we stayed that way anyway as I pushed him against the shower wall and angled myself to lessen the burden on my back. We stayed like this until our skin began to prune, making out under the rain-faucet shower, his strong soccer-jock legs wrapped firmly around my waist, our softened packages pressed together, his arms wrapped tightly around my shoulders and my hands kneading each of his firm cheeks. I just could not get enough of this sexy boy.
At last, we got out, dried off, and made our way into the bedroom to turn in for the night. As Ollie snuggled his naked body into me in bed, he contentedly sighed, "Good night, boss."
"Good night, kiddo. Thanks for another amazing day." As I was about to fall asleep, Tom and Jerry hopped up on to the bed and began meowing with annoyed meows. "Oh jeez, I forgot to feed you boys. Thanks for staying out of the way while I was busy with Ollie."
Ollie chuckled at that a bit. "I'll go take care of them, boss. You get some sleep."
"Such a thoughtful boy," was my last thought as I drifted off to a happy sleep.
I woke up early the next morning to find Ollie curled up into his now normal position, spooning into me with his bare ass pressed firmly into my crotch. I gently pulled myself away from this gorgeous specimen and got up to get ready for work.
The morning flew by like clockwork, complete with Phoebe ribbing me again for laying claim to the body of the beautiful young teen sleeping peacefully in my bed. I was pretty sure she was just a little jealous. A few of the morning regulars asked where Ollie was that morning, so clearly he had already made an impression on some of my clientele. I assured them that although he'd be working the afternoon that day, that they'd see him some mornings as well.
After the lunch rush, I went down to my downstairs office to focus on a few things while the crew changed over to the afternoon and closing group. That day it would include three of my studs, Wyatt, Jake, and Ollie. As I sat typing away on an email, Jake burst into my office, beaming at me as he once again sported his indecent getup of short nylon shorts and a midriff-exposing tight cutoff T-shirt. The outline of his ample cock was obvious in his tight shorts as he came around to sit at the corner of my desk facing me, tauntingly spread-eagled to show off his goods.
"Hey boss! So I didn't have a chance to ask you on Sunday with all the fancy people around. How'd it go, poppin' the kid's cherry?"
"You sure aren't one for subtlety, are you?"
"Nope. So give me the deets. How was he? Did that tight little ass live up to your expectations?"
"No comment. You'll have to ask him yourself." While my words concealed my thoughts, my face apparently betrayed me entirely, as I couldn't help but light up and have a goofy smirk as I spoke.
"Uh huh. Yeah, I'll do that, but your face just told me everything I need to know. Such a pervert. You're just lucky that I happen to like being taken advantage of by my pervy old boss."
"Smart ass."
"I thought you said mine was a sexy ass?" I rolled my eyes as he continued. "Anyway, how'd you think the Sunday brunch went?"
"It was all really great. Thank you to you and Kai and all the rest for such a great job. And also a special thanks for dressing respectably that day."
"Good to hear. I wanted to look the part for you, boss. But I'm back to my preferred uniform today. Gotta flaunt it while I've got it, ya know."
"Jake, I'm pretty confident you'll be sexy as hell even when you're 50."
"Aw, you're gonna make me blush, bossman. And how did it go with that nerdy professor dude you clearly have the hots for?"
"You noticed, huh?"
"Yeah, but that's just because I know you. I get the sense that dude is wound a little too tight to have noticed himself."
"You're probably right. I'm going to be patient in developing that one."
"Well, you patiently waited all those years for me to become legal before we did the nasty, so I'm sure you can manage."
"And it was well worth the wait. You were a great looking kid, but you sure turned into a smoking hot man."
"I know I owe you a little credit for me becoming the stud I am today. So with that in mind, I figure I have to make sure you remember what I have to offer, now that you've got this new kid sharing your bed. And I hear Wyatt went to town on you the other day too, so I can't have him outshine me."
As he said this, he licked his lips as he inched closer to me along the edge of the desk until his lightly-haired and powerful bare leg was pressed up against me where I sat.
"Listen, kiddo, you know I can't say no to you when you're offering your services, but I've got a couple more emails I really need to return ASAP before I can take a break for that."
"Ok, boss. Tell you what, you just focus on what you have to do, while I help you relax a bit."
"You drive a hard bargain."
"You know it." He got up to lock the door before returning, stationing himself behind my low-backed armless chair as he began kneading his strong, thick fingers into my tense shoulders and neck. I could feel his body heat radiating from behind me as he did so. The tension release from his massage was a godsend, albeit mildly distracting. But I remained focused as I finished off one email and began to write the last email I needed to deal with.
I got two sentences in before he began to gently massage down my arms and brought his thinly-veiled and ample package to rest on my shoulder. The weight of his heavy balls on me was enough to make me write seven typos in a row before I had to rein him in so I could focus and finish up.
"Dude, you gotta get that thing off my shoulder until I get this finished! I'm almost done."
"Whatever you say, boss. But you better hurry, because these heavy balls of mine haven't had a workout since I drilled Pom-Poms in my bed on Friday night. That's four days of Jake juice waiting to get shot into some Jeff guts."
"I thought those balls seemed extra heavy. Four days is a long time for a horndog like you. I'm impressed."
"What can I say? I've been saving up for today so I can make sure you don't forget about me."
I hit send on the email as we said this, and I spun my chair around to look at him. I knew his last comment was meant in jest, but I also knew there was a little bit of truth hidden in there somewhere. As I looked up at him, I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him into me and pushed him down into my lap.
"Sit here a minute, kiddo." There was a certain irony to calling him kiddo in that moment, when he was now so much larger than me, practically crushing my lap with his hulking frame. "Look at me. I know you were joking around a bit, but I need to make sure you know that I would never forget about you. I love our sexy times together, and I have no interest in calling that quits, but you are much more important to me than just that. I know you know that, but I just needed to say it again."
"Yeah, relax, boss, I was only kidding. I just get competitive when it's another dude making you horny all the time, that's all. I'm happy you've got Ollie in your life."
I still wasn't totally convinced that there wasn't a little macho bravado front he was putting up here. He could be competitive with the other guys I mess around with, but Ollie is the first one he's seen come along that he might feel could threaten to replace the deeper bond Jake and I have. So I stared deep into his eyes as I continued, still holding this big young stud in my lap.
"Thanks, kiddo. But he will not replace you, ok? You each will have your own unique place in my life. I care a lot about both of you. You're both like nephews to me."
"Nephews you like to screw."
"Well, yes, that too. To be exact, one sexy little nephew I like to screw, and one studly big nephew I like to be screwed by."
He chuckled at this as he fell into me, hugging his large, muscular body tightly against me.
I kissed his cheek as I saw him tear up slightly, then rubbed his back a bit while we sat together like this for a few moments in silence.
Like the little boy he really is, he then quickly rebounded as he leaned away from me, smiled, then shot up to his feet. "Ok, boss, enough of this sappy crap. Time to take you for a ride."
"When do you have to be on the floor by?"
"What time is it?"
"2:15."
"Ok, we gotta be kinda quick then. I gotta look decent enough for customers in 45 minutes."
His insatiable libido sprang back from our brief moment of emotional vulnerability as he threw off his shorts and shirt, yanked my up from my chair, cleared my desk, and tossed me down on it. I ripped my own shirt off and undid my pants while he fought to pull off my shoes and slide my pants down my legs. Incredibly, he was already hard as steel, his massive 9" tool protruding out aggressively. He wasted no time on foreplay as he flung the desk drawer open and retrieved the lube he knew I kept in there, slathered a thick coating on his large cock, then smearing a glob into my crack as his fingers felt their way toward my waiting hole. He forcefully pushed two fingers inside me with the lube, moving around for a few seconds before pulling out and lining up his cock for entry.
"You ready, boss?"
"Shut up and fuck me, stud."
He obeyed, driving his entire length inside me in one manic motion. His girth made me feel like I would split in half, but I was in ecstasy at having this stud impaling me again. He began wildly driving in and out of me, remaining standing upright for maximum leverage while I stayed on my back on my desk, my legs clumsily flailing at his sides. He rammed so hard into me that the heavy desk moved at least two feet across the floor. Our grunts and groans filled the room as this hot college stud worked up a sweat while jack-hammering the boss. He kept up a frenzied pace for at least ten minutes before arching his head backwards and thrusting his hips into me as he filled my intestines full of several massive loads of steaming hot jock cum, grunting with satisfaction at finally having release.
Jake stayed hard inside me as he briefly leaned over me, dripping sweat on my face, and slowly rocking his hips in and out ever so slightly, while I panted and moaned, still fully impaled. Once he caught his breath, he reached underneath my back to pull me up into him, while I reached around his neck to hold on and my legs wrapped around his back. Keeping his cock firmly planted inside me, he took one arm to my lower back and one just below my arms, squeezing me tightly into him as he began sliding me up along his torso to partially withdraw from my hole before lowering me again to where he bottomed out inside me again. Standing in the middle of my office, he kept up this motion for several minutes, his strong arms bursting with exertion and sweat pouring from his reddened face.
Reaching his breaking point, he walked over to push me up against the wall before continuing his powerful assault on my ass. He settled into a slow, erotic pace of thrusts inside of me, pulling out just enough for his thick head to find my prostate again before sliding back in to the hilt. His hot breath filled the air around me as I became dizzy and delirious with passion. The sensual but forceful stimulation he was doing on my prostate was bringing me to the edge.
"Almost ready to fill you up again, boss. You almost there too?"
"Yeah, keep it up, kiddo."
He kept up his work of dominating my whole body until with a final grunt he pushed all the way in and released another load deep into my bowels. As I felt that one last brush past my love button, I let loose my own load. We lingered in that position, locked together with my back pressed against the wall, until we both had caught our breath again.
I unwrapped my legs from around his strong back, and gingerly planted my feet on the ground again. We braced against each other as we wobbled back to my desk to collect our clothes. I reached for some tissues to place in my crack to contain the massive load of Jake's cum swimming inside me until I could reach a bathroom, then pulled my clothes on. Jake did the same, and we ran our fingers through our hair once before I unlocked and opened the door to the hallway.
Standing in the hallway grinning from ear to ear were Ollie and Wyatt.
"How long have you boys been standing there?" Jake asked.
"Just long enough to hear you finishing up fucking the boss," Wyatt said with a chuckle.
"It sounded like you had him in the same position Wyatt had him in the other day when I walked in on them," Ollie chimed in.
"With his back against the wall and legs wrapped around your back?" Wyatt asked Jake.
"Yeah, that's the one. Or at least the position we ended in."
"How long were you at it?"
"I guess like 40 minutes?"
"Damn, what a stud!"
"Hey! Boys, I'm right here!" I protested.
"Relax, boss. We're just comparing notes," Wyatt answered.
"Yeah, don't worry, boss. I think you're a stud too, all the times you've fucked me these last few days."
"Such dirty mouths on you three!"
"So the boss finally had his way with you, eh dude?" Jake asked Ollie.
"Yeah. He knows how to do it. Although you and Wyatt both seem to have some talents in that area too."
"I guess, but the only guy who gets to enjoy those talents is Jeff," Jake asserted.
"Same here," said Wyatt.
"Well, the only guy I'm ever letting in my back door is Jeff. I'm just complimenting the talents I've seen from you guys."
"Thanks. And I have to say, your back door is a pretty fine looking one. Glad you're letting the boss have his way with it," Jake smiled.
"Yeah, that is one fine ass, dude," Wyatt agreed.
"Are we finished now, boys? I think it's almost 3:00. Time for you boys to move those gorgeous buns upstairs and get to work."
"Yes, boss!" the three sexy studs called out in unison. I sighed happily, knowing what a lucky man I was.
TO BE CONTINUED...