The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 111

We headed over to Cory's house for his birthday celebration dinner. Much like Blake's had been, it was just the family for this one. As soon as we got in the house Cory was his usual animated self.

"So now that I'm 11, Guess what? I think my balls dropped this morning. They probably were just waiting until I actually turned 11."

"Not sure it works like that buddy," Jason smiled "but Happy Birthday!" He said as he handed him a gift and hugged him. Cory ran into the kitchen with Blake, and we followed. Sheila greeted all of us with a smile and seemed exhausted, so we offered to help where we could.

"He's been about three times more excitable than normal," she explained. "It's like having six of him around all hopped up on sugar."

"Six? One is usually more than enough," I laughed.

"So wanna see what I got for my birthday?" He said as he took Blake by the hand and hauled him out of the room. They returned with lots of video games, adventure books and nanodots, similar to what Blake had. We got him a stunt kite, updated wireless remotes and headset for his Xbox and a $100 gift card to the iTunes store. We would have gotten him more, but Sheila insisted we keep it reasonable. The dinner was good and when the cake came out, we sang happy birthday. Once it was over Cory stood beside Jason and dropped his pants.

"See, my balls have dropped right?" He said. "Say hello to my leeettle friend!" He said wiggling his hips back and forth to let everything swing.

"CORY!" his Mom yelled.

"I know, I know. Geez Mom, we're all boys here and it's not like we haven't been naked before. I just wanted to show Jason how I've changed now that I'm 11."

"Cory Dennis. Pull up your pants. It's not polite to do that in front of company," she scolded him.

"They're not company Mom. It's only Jason and Blake and the guys," he said as he got dressed again.

"Women. Can't live with em. Can't shoot em," he said as he sat down. I almost choked on my cake and so did everyone else.

"I blame satellite TV," Sheila said trying not to react, but her face giving away how she really felt as she tried to hide the grin behind a napkin.

"I mean there has to be some perk being 11, right? Blake's balls dropped when he was 11 and he's only a year older than me and his penis is way bigger. See Mom, I didn't say dick or cock, I used the proper word penis this time. Blake, you should show my Mom how much bigger you are than me, so she knows what to expect while I'm 11," he suggested.

"NO!" we all said in unison. "It's not necessary. I'm sure your Mom knows all about it," Jason explained.

"How? She's not a boy. Did you have anything drop when you were 11 Mom?"

Sheila just looked at her son and blinked. She was rapidly taking a page out of Blake's response book. After thinking for a second and all of us having an amused look on our faces, she replied "Nope. That's a boy thing that should stay as conversation between boys."

"Got it. Like when we talk about chicks and watch hockey and drink beer and stuff?"

"Sure, sounds good," she replied.

"Don't look at me," Jason grinned. "He's not learning that at our place."

"That's true Mom. They don't even like hockey or girls. The guys at school tell me that stuff. Jimmy has a girlfriend and he says that she doesn't like watching hockey with him so he has go to the mall with her to go shopping so that she'll let him watch it. I'm never getting a girlfriend if they're that pushy."

"Boyfriends can be that pushy too," I mumbled under my breath just loud enough for Colin to hear and he elbowed me in the sides.

"You've got plenty of time for a girlfriend. Meanwhile, why don't you all go play in the family room while I clean up," Sheila told him. The boys raced off quickly followed by Kyle, Jason and Alex. Colin and I stayed to help clean up.

"I can't imagine what he'll be like in two years time. He's already as much a teenager now as I was at 15. His obsession with his penis is unbelievable. Are all boys like that?"

"Pretty much," Colin smiled. "Once we realize that they can be used for more than peeing, you've pretty much lost us."

"Well, he reports on the progress of it every day. Anytime he gets a new hair, or an erection, it's an event. I think he measures it hourly and keeps waiting for his balls to drop. It's like New Year's Eve every day around here."

"He'll get used to it. After all, he's stuck with it. I think it's just because boys around him are changing, especially Blake. The two have become really close and because Blake doesn't talk, I think Cory feels like a protective brother," I told her.

"I can see that. Do you think he'll ever talk?"

"I hope so. He just needs time. But so far he's doing fine and he seems happier than when we first met him. Plus he lights up every time Cory comes over," I admitted.

"So does Cory. Ricky was his best friend and although they still hang out, I think he talks about Blake more. I can't imagine what they'll be like when they're both talking non-stop."

Blake was spending the night, so I had prepared myself for it by having a nap. After watching them play for a bit we decided it was time to leave, and hugged the boys goodbye. Blake seemed a lot less nervous about spending the night this time than last time, but the texts and phone calls would be the true test.

We hadn't even gotten home before I got the first call. "I just wanted to say thank you for all my presents and it was great that you came to my party. Me and Blake wanted to say goodnight too," Cory said as we talked over the in car system.

"You're welcome and both of you try to get some sleep tonight," I suggested.

"Sure, but we'll probably stay up until 2 or something and watch movies and stuff. Bye!"

"And so the calls begin," I sighed, secretly smiling to myself. We all stopped by the club for a few hours to dance and drink before heading home. Kyle was popular as he met lots of new people and disappeared several times. By the time we were ready to go, we had a pretty drunk boy on our hands, and from the way his clothes were all messed up, he'd probably been well used too. Colin and I put him in his shower when we got home and dropped him on top of his bed. We turned out his light and were half way back to our room when we found ourselves being followed by a naked Kyle.

"I'm gonna sleep with your guys, k? I wanna be a Kylewich." I put my arm out and he trotted up and hugged me.

"I guess we have a bedmate tonight," I said to Colin.

He smiled and after our own shower, we had a three-way for a while. It was more of just Colin and I passing Kyle back and forth. At one point I was fucking him as Colin was rimming my ass and playing with my balls before he climbed on and slid inside me, making me the Kylewich. Not that I was complaining, but I wondered how I got to be the guy in the middle all of a sudden. We stopped when Kyle passed out. Well technically Kyle passed out, we kept going until we both came and then stopped, but that's just semantics. I woke up at one point in the night to find Kyle asleep under the covers with my dick in his mouth. I tried to pull it out, but he was sucking on it like a soother. That's a first. He had such a grip on it that I couldn't get it out. I just went back to sleep. I few hours later I woke up to find him face to face with me and holding onto my erection. He was consistent, I'd give him that. At least I knew what to get him for his birthday, a mould of my penis to keep with him. As soon as he saw that I was awake, he rolled me onto my back and straddled me so he could go for a ride. He kept it up until he had drained my morning load and then went over to do the same thing with Colin.

"I think I like that more than breakfast in bed," Colin smirked.

"I'll be sure to let Blake know that," Kyle grinned as he took the second load into his ass. Then Colin and I pushed him onto his back and shared his dick until he erupted like a volcano shooting hot white lava. As we headed for the shower, I looked at my phone and there hadn't been one call or text. I was impressed and maybe a little hurt, but just a little. It was a good thing that Blake wasn't calling every five minutes, but like all kids, the next phase would be not wanting to hang out with us at all. Somewhere around 14, they want nothing to do with you until around 18. At least if they were like me, they did. I wasn't going to be a parent like that. My kid was going to see me as cool and awesome and someone they wanted to hang around with all the time. After all, I had amazing parenting skills already and I'd only been a Dad for a few months.

We were just finishing up in the shower when I heard the phone. I ran to answer it and was greeted by Cory. "Hi! We're just gonna have breakfast and then we're going to the track."

"Horse racing?" I asked.

"No, the go kart track silly. Then its mini golf and I think we might even get to go to the light show at the aquarium. Mom said we'll see how much time we have, but it's all for my birthday. Blake is waving hi too."

I said hi back and told them to have fun. Part of me liked having a weekend free without kids around, but at the same time, it felt empty without them around. Jordan showed up later and the boys hit the outdoor pool for a while. I watched from the deck as Kyle bent Jordan over the edge of the pool and fucked him in the shallow end. Actually he fucked him in the ass, but you know what I meant. It was a good angle to watch everything and I think they were putting on a show for me, which I hadn't even bought tickets to. I was so horny by the time they finished that I almost shot off inside my shorts, but I have self-control now, so I went inside and saw Jason in the kitchen. I pulled out my hard cock and waved it at him.

"Good morning." I said as I rubbed it up and down his leg. He grabbed it and dunked it into his coffee cup that he lowered down.

"HEY! You got latte on my penis."

"You got penis in my latte!" He laughed back as he bent over to lick the foam off and then stopped.

"That's it? That's all I get?" I complained.

"Yep, sorry bro. We gotta pace ourselves."

"Screw that, I want some twin lovin'," I whined.

"I can call J.P. over if you want," he suggested.

"So that's how it is huh? We get a spare brother and now you think you don't have to put out when I'm horny. You're the one who made me like this remember? Get those clothes off and bend over. I need to dump a load."

"Slut. Go be that romantic with your husband. The whole `bend over so I can fuck you' approach."

"Come on, I'm horny!!!" I whined again.

"Fine, I'll help." He smiled as he put his coffee cup down. I got ready to give my brother some of our shared DNA. He turned and gave me a big grin and then whacked me hard on the penis sending me doubling over.

"That should take care of the hardon for a while," he laughed. I chased him around the house until I was able to tackle him in the great room and we went crashing over the sofa and onto the floor.

"That was so mean, bitch!" I said as I sat on his chest tickling him. He screamed and wiggled to try and get off me. I put my dick at his mouth to shut him up and he faked trying to get away from me, until I held his head and shoved my cock into him. As I fed him my semi hard on, Alex peered over the back of the couch.

"Are you two having fun?"

"I am." I admitted. "Jason, maybe not so much. He's being punished for slapping my boner."

"Carry on," he grinned and jumped over to watch us.

"Hey!" mumbled Jason looking at Alex. "Help!"

"Did you say help?" Alex grinned. Jason tried to nod, so Alex got off the couch and sat behind Jason's head and lifted it up so that he was in a better position to face fuck. I smiled as Alex asked Jason if that was better. We think he mumbled `asshole.' We played for a while until we had had enough.

Just before noon, Troy arrived home and walked past all of us, his face swollen around one eye.

"What the hell happened to you? You look like a lesbian," Kyle said trying not to take it too seriously, but obviously as shocked as we were.

"Nothing. I just fell," he said gruffly as he grabbed a can of pop from the fridge and ran upstairs.

"I call bullshit on that," Colin said as he stood up. "I know a right cross when I see one. Someone hit him."

"I'll go see if I can find out. Maybe get him back down to talk," I said as I headed upstairs to his bedroom.

Troy was lying on his bed with the can of pop to his face and tears running down his face. I went and sat on the edge and put my hand on his back. He flinched and moved away.

"What happened buddy. We all know that this didn't happen from falling."

"Fuck off Jason, Justin, whatever. I said I was fine!" He snapped back surprising the hell out of me. This wasn't the Troy we knew at all.

"Please let me help Troy. Whatever is happening, let us get involved." I put my hand on his back again and he flinched again and moved away.

"Fuck off Justin, or didn't you hear me. I don't want to be a faggot and I'm sick of you trying to make me into one."

I pulled back and opened and closed my mouth a few times, not sure what to say exactly. "Troy, bro, I don't want you to be anything but happy. Please talk to me. What's going on?"

"What's going on? What's going on? This is all your fault. I was pretty happy before I met you, now you make me into a fag and this shit happens. Thanks a lot asshole."

"Troy, if someone is beating you up because you're gay or they think you're gay, we can stop it. Is this happening at school?"

"WILL YOU JUST FUCK OFF!" He snapped. "The damage is done already. You can't solve this and I'm just going to have to live with it. If I hadn't been gay, none of this would have happened. Thanks a lot, now get the fuck out!"

I still wasn't any wiser as to what was going on. "Troy, I never wanted you to be gay if you weren't. If you like girls, that's cool. You can be whoever you want, but the fact remains, you ARE my brother and I want to help you."

"Really? And just how the fuck would you do that? I fucked up alright and now I have to pay for it. If I were straight, none of this shit would be happening. Let me FUCKING deal with it and leave me the hell alone. You've got a new project anyway go train him to be a good little fag."

I sat stunned at his comments. "Who are you referring to? Blake?"

"Oh please. I'm surprised you haven't taken him and Cory and got them into one of your orgies yet. Then maybe sell them as sex slaves."

"Troy, I really have no idea what's going on right now, but that's way out of line. We just defended Cory from something bad and there's no way we'd let either of them get hurt or be forced to do something illegal. Same as we don't want you to get hurt, but we can't help unless we know what's wrong."

"Bullshit. Once you're done with someone, you throw them aside or use them to get someone else."

"Is that what you think I do?" I asked feeling about as crushed as a raindrop hitting cement.

"Like I said. The damage is done. I've already contacted Mom and Dad and I'm moving out."

"Please tell me what's happened Troy. If not me, then one of the other guys in here. Colin, Kyle, somebody. If it's me you hate, just tell me why."

"You wanna know what happened asshole. Fine, I'll tell you. Because of you, I hit on some guy at the mall who was flirting with me, and I went back home with him. We had sex and he recorded the whole thing. The next day I went back and he showed it to me. I was pissed and told him to delete it. When he wouldn't we got into a fight. That was the first set of bruises. Then his fucking Dad came home and all hell broke loose. I tried explaining that he needed to delete the video since we were both under 18 and I hadn't agreed to it. I expected his father to delete it and throw me out. Instead, he's blackmailing me. Turns out his son is 14, not 16. The fuckers are threatening to have me arrested for sex with an underage kid and producing porn. I could go to jail for years. I tried reasoning with him, but apparently they're in it together. For the past few weeks, I've had to go over every day and have sex with both of them while they tape it all. Plus I'm not the only one. You remember my friend Kiel? They saw me with him and the kid convinced Kiel to go over as well and now they're blackmailing him too. It's like the whole Lawrence thing all over again. Obviously fags only want one thing. If we don't do as they say, they'll upload the video. The kid said he'll call the cops and say we jumped and raped him. The Dad is fucking the hell out of us, and if we all don't do what he wants, he beats us and likes to play rough. He's into tying us down and other shit. There's four of us all having to have sex with this kid and his Dad on video. Happy now? Think you can fix that? If I hadn't met you, none of this shit would be happening. Lawrence would still be alive and I may have been homeless, but I wouldn't have let my guard down. I have two choices now, keep doing it or kill myself and right now, I'd rather be dead. But I sure as hell don't want to be around here with you."

Tears were running down my face as I listened to him. Had I really been responsible for this? Had my whole attitude towards sex rubbed off on Troy to the point that he was now in this mess? Oh god, I may have just ruined his life. The exact opposite of what I wanted to do.

"Troy, I'm sure we can help. Maybe we could pay him off or something. There has to be a reason he's doing it."

"Pay him off? This guy is a sadistic bastard and is using his own son to get teens to fuck. Some of the shit he does to us is nasty and his son goes along with it. Hell, he even has one of his son's friends involved. It's like an entire porn ring. I threatened to turn him in myself, but he said that he has so much video of me and Kiel fucking his son, that I would go to jail if I did and there is no video showing his face at all. So either way I'm screwed. I'll be out of here in the morning. I already asked Mom and Dad if I can live there."

"Troy, please let us help," I sobbed not knowing what to do, just knowing that I had to do something.

"You can help by getting the fuck away from me and pretending you never met me. GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" He shrieked turning and glaring at me. I didn't want to leave but the look on his face was unlike anything I've ever seen before. If that's what hate looks like, I just experienced it. He truly hated me. I could barely move. "GET OUT!!!" he bellowed.

I stood up and left in a daze. I walked down the back stairs and with tears in my eyes I passed by the kitchen.

"Is he alright?" Colin asked. I ignored him and headed outside and down to the yard. I wandered to the back fence and sat down hard on the grass and cried. Colin ran up and sat down beside me and put his arm around my waist. "What's happened?"

"He hates me. He truly hates me and I fucked up his life," I sobbed.

"I doubt that. He's just pissed about something. I'm sure it'll blow over."

"It won't. He's moving out tomorrow."

"Why?"

I explained the story and Colin went into Colin mode. He suggested lots of ideas, but none of them would get Troy out of trouble since he had started it by having sex with a 14 year old. We agreed that we could probably get the father in a shit load of trouble, especially if he had video of other kids, but we didn't want to risk Troy. It was a scenario of two bad solutions and trying to decide which was less damaging.

"Do you really think he'd kill himself?" I asked suddenly realizing what Troy had said earlier.

"We'd never let that happen. He has always been such a happy and outgoing guy. I'd rather go to jail myself than see that happen. Let me go talk to him and see if I can find out more. Why don't you come back inside?"

"I'm gonna stay here for a bit," I said. Colin kissed me and ran back to the house. It seemed like only a couple seconds before Jason and Kyle joined me and were hugging me, but it must have been longer as Jason said Colin had told him what was going on and that he was up with Troy right now.

"Remember your plan for Max? Taking him into the ocean and dumping his body. Maybe this is the prick that you really developed this plan for. He's a fucking monster. Using his own kid, creating a sex slave ring. If that's the shit you know about, imagine what you don't know about. We'll stop him and save Troy and the others."

"What if we can't? What if this really is all my fault?"

"How the fuck is it YOUR fault? You had nothing to do with this," Jason said holding me.

"I am such a slut that Troy copied what I do and picked up an underage guy to have sex with. If he was straight, this wouldn't have happened. Kyle, you should probably leave as well before I corrupt you too and get you hurt. Maybe I should give Blake back before I hurt him."

"Oh my God. You're delusional. Straight guys pick up underage girls all the time. Shit, 12 year old girls use makeup and do themselves up to look 20. I'm surprised more straight boys don't go to jail for it. Most of the time it's not their fault. Same as this wasn't your fault or Troy's. These pricks set him up and then got Kiel involved."

"I'm not involved," Kyle replied.

"Not you. Asian Kiel," Jason corrected.

"Justin, you are the nicest guy I know, and Troy knows it too." Kyle said hugging me "I'm betting the only reason he wants to get away is to protect you from this. He doesn't hate you, he could never hate you. I got an idea. How about if I go with Troy while wearing a wire or something? Get them to admit what they were up to and turn it over to the cops. Once the kid says he's 16 isn't that enough? The recording thing worked with Cory and Max. Let's give it a try."

"No fucking way dude. We're not getting you involved in the middle of this," I snapped. "I've already screwed up two people by being a slut; I sure as hell don't want anyone else involved."

"Two? Which two?" Jason asked.

"Troy and Cory. Obviously if we weren't as open as we are, Cory would be a normal 11 year old and not always talking about his penis."

"Trust me he's a normal 11 year old. You should hear how the kids talk at Scouts. They make Cory look like an angel. He would be doing exactly the same thing with or without us. The only thing we are showing him is tolerance and that nudity is nothing to be ashamed of. We're not corrupting him any more than straight people corrupt their own kids with their ideals and beliefs. Kids are naturally curious. We just don't freak out when he asks something. Perhaps you think it was your fault Max was playing with Cory and Ricky sexually. We had nothing to do with that, except to stop it. None of this shit is your fault Justin, but we can damn well fix it. Troy is our brother, and I'll do whatever it takes to help him. The only question is, are you gonna help, or would you like balloons for your pity party?"

"Doesn't matter. Troy thinks I'm to blame, so that's all it comes down to right now."

"Fuck off, Justin. What it comes down to is that our brother is being blackmailed, beaten up and sexually abused, and I won't see that happen to him again. We already lost Lawrence and almost lost Troy once. I'll be fucked if I'll let anything happen to him again."

Colin returned and sat with us on the lawn. "Yeah, he's pretty adamant that he's leaving and doesn't want us to get involved. For now, I think we should let him go to your parent's place. They've already agreed to let him stay there."

"We're not going to leave him to get hurt are we?" I asked shocked that we would let him move out.

"No, we're going to find a way to stop it, no matter what. Troy is packing right now and I told him I'd go back and help him take his stuff over to your parents. Once he's out, I'm sure he'll calm down and we can figure something out."

"You're an American. Don't you have an assault weapon or something? I'll have this solved in 20 bullets or less," I said staring at Colin.

"You know I don't believe in guns, but I have to admit, this is one time I might consider it. That's why we need a cooling off period to figure out what to do."

"Well, I dunno about you, but this time, I'm not taking the nice approach. We gave our one nice card to Max and his family. This time, I want blood. Call me Vampire Justin. No matter what, this man goes to jail and goes for a long time."

Personally I'd rather that he were dead, but this wasn't the middle east. Under the Conservatives, it wasn't really Canada either, but we still couldn't just run out and kill people because we felt threatened by them. That was more of an American ideology, although right now their barbaric rules seemed perfect for this situation. Colin left to help Troy move and I couldn't face going inside to watch, knowing that he hated me so much for ruining his life.

"So the first thing to do is to go undercover and find out all we can about this guy. I'll follow Troy and see if I can find out who the kid is and where they live," Kyle said as we sat there. "Then maybe I can pick the kid up and go back with him. I'll wear a pin camera and video their entire house for reconnaissance. When the kid wants to have sex with me, I'll look at my phone and pretend to see an urgent message and make an excuse to leave and hook up later."

"Risky, but that could work. At least we'd know stuff to proceed. We can always track Troy on his phone though, so you wouldn't get caught," Jason suggested.

"I hate the idea of you getting involved, Kyle, but I want this resolved before Troy gets hurt anymore," I snapped. "I'm thinking that we should break into their house and get all the video evidence so that it can't be used against Troy."

"Shit, I know. While, I'm undercover, how about if I put in a whole bunch of hidden cameras so we can watch what his Dad does with the videos he makes. If he's just putting them on memory cards somewhere and hiding them, or if he's uploading them to a cloud file or something, we should know that."

"Good idea. It sounds like it might just be the kid and his Dad, so they're probably out during the day. Maybe we can break in and set it all up while they're out. That way Kyle wouldn't risk getting caught. We'd need a professional private investigator to help us set it all up. Do we know anyone?" I asked. We didn't, but no doubt Mr. Resources would. Colin seemed to know everyone. "You know who else we should get is our I.T. guy. He can hack into the computer and see if he can go through the guy's files remotely." Great we had our first part of the plan. My idea for the second part, was a full on assault team assault. I wanted to give this guy a taste of his own medicine. Personally, after we had protected Troy, I wanted to break in as a force, all masked up, then fuck and beat the hell out of him and leave him for dead. Then go back a few hours later when he thought it was over and do it again. Revenge for Troy and for the other kids and all others like them, including Lawrence. What was that saying? This was the straw that broke the camel's back. Well look out, this camel is spitting mad.

As I sat there, my phone went. "Hi, it's me, Cory. Guess what me and Blake are having for lunch?" He said cheerfully which made me perk up a little.

"Whale blubber stew?" I guessed.

"What? Gross, no. We're having grilled ham and cheese and guess what. We're allowed to eat in the family room while playing video games. I think my Mom is finally learning what kids like."

"Or you've just worn her down to the point where she's given up the fight," I laughed.

"Probably. Blake says hi too and we want to know if you guys wanna sleep over tonight?"

"You mean you want Jason and me to sleep over there with you?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah, ya wanna? We have a new fort set up in the living room and we can make it bigger for you guys too?"

"Umm, does your Mom know you're asking us?"

"She doesn't care as long as we're quiet."

"How about if you put your Mom on the phone and let's make sure," I suggested.

"MOOOMMMM!" He yelled just about blowing out my ear drums. "Justin wants to talk to you!"

"Cory, just go take her the phone instead of yelling. This probably doesn't fit with her whole `being quiet' thing."

"Can't. I'm playing a video game. MOMMMMM!"

"Hi Justin," she said having taken the phone from him. "Next time Cory, a little less noise, a little more walking. Sorry about that. He's always a little more excitable when he's playing video games."

"I think that's just normal Cory mode if you ask me. He wanted to know if Jason and I could sleepover tonight. Is everything okay? They don't normally ask that."

"Things seem fine to me. They haven't stopped playing since yesterday. I'm not even sure they slept. I heard them giggling half the night. You're always welcome if you want, you know that."

"I'll ask Jason if he's free and we'll let you know. I'd be really surprised if really they did want us there, but who knows what they're thinking. If anything, maybe Blake is still just a little insecure about being away from us."

"I can't answer that. They seem fine, like I said. But I'll keep an eye on them." I thanked her and hung up. I told Jason about it and we agreed to wait until later to see if Cory called back to ask again. It may just slip his mind when they got into other activities. I went back into the house with the guys and sat around plotting my revenge. I had played nice my whole life, this time it was going to be different. I was going to go to my room, attach the larger set of balls that I'd been growing and take this asshole down, and not in a way that he could ever get back up.

After Colin returned from settling Troy into my parent's house, we gathered around to discuss it. We agreed that Kyle could try and find out who this kid was and where they lived, as well as anything else as long as he did not have sex or get naked around the kid. Colin said we would use some of the resources of the Q to spy on the house and see what was going on inside. Then we would hack the computer and see what we could find out. We figured we might even be able to plant video in the computer from hidden cameras that we would install in the house and then remove before calling the cops. That should be enough to send him away forever. We also agreed to leave any pictures or other files that he might have downloaded from the internet if they were illegal. Everyone thought that was enough, but I suggested that once the police were done charging him and released him, we should go back and really mess him up. If they didn't want to help me with that, I'd go do it myself. I may not have a gun, but duct tape and a big knife would work just as well. Then I'd fuck him over. I'd make sure his family, work, friends and everyone else knew all about him. We'd hack his facebook, and whatever other files he had and make it obvious what type of person he was. The guys liked my idea of hacking all his accounts and emails, but they weren't sure that we should be getting in direct contact with him like I wanted to. They worried that we might leave DNA behind. Can't find DNA on a guy at the bottom of the ocean, or boiled in acid.

The monitor beeped with an incoming Skype message, so we answered it. I smiled when I saw Cory and Blake on the screen. "Hi guys, guess what we're doing? Mom showed us how to use Skype so now we can talk to you and see you too. Cool huh? What you guys up to?"

"We're talking to two guys who called us on Snipe," I grinned deliberately getting it wrong.

"SKYPE!" Cory corrected "S-K-Y-P-E, Skype. Can you see me and Blake?"

"Yep," Jason answered.

"Cool, check this out we can also move the laptop around and show you stuff. Wanna see our new fort? We used the whole family room and made it like a maze." He showed it to us and they seemed to have used every sheet, blanket and cushion in the house not to mention clothespins, to hold it all together. We were actually impressed and Blake crawled through first with Cory following, so of course all we got was a picture of Blake's butt for several minutes until they got to the main sleeping area. "This is our bedroom. Cool huh?"

"Looks awesome," I smiled. "You guys have been busy. Hopefully you'll put it all back together in the morning so your Mom doesn't have to clean it up."

"That's what she said," Cory smiled as the two boys got back in front of the camera again. "You guys don't have to come over tonight. We didn't build the bedroom big enough, but maybe next sleepover we can make it big enough for all four of us, or maybe we can build one at your house. It could be HUGE! I gotta go pee but then we can show you our new video games." The boys proceeded to crawl back out of the fort and we all expected that he would leave the laptop with Blake, but both boys went to the bathroom together and peed at the same time. Fortunately we were spared the visual of it, although Jason did warn Cory never to be naked in front of Skype.

"That's okay, there's a little picture on the screen so we can see ourselves and we can make sure you can't see our wieners. Wanna see my butt?"

"No. Keep your butt to yourself," Jason laughed.

"Okay, but I have a really cute butt. Everyone says so," He grinned as he turned and wiggled it at us once he had finished peeing. We watched as they washed their hands and then returned to the family room. He put the laptop so it could see the TV and their video game. Every few minutes ones of them would stick his head around to see if we were still there. It was actually pretty funny, but we soon realized that we might actually be stuck in front of our own monitor for the rest of the day.

"Guys, why don't you sign off and keep playing so we can go and do other things as well. Have fun tonight," I said. They paused the video game and both sat in front. Blake waved goodbye and Cory giggled as they wrestled for a bit as we watched. They eventually said they had to go as his Mom wanted her computer back, thankfully. Great, Cory on Skype. He might as well move in.

The rest of the weekend was uneventful except for us preparing our resources to resolve this situation and get Troy back and safe. I still felt horrible that he hated me and thought so little of me. I don't know that anyone has ever hated me before. Maybe I am a screw up. I had decided to turn over a new leaf. No more sex except with Colin. I would win husband, father and humanitarian of the year. Just thinking about how awesome I would become made me horny so I ran upstairs to beat off in the shower.

Monday morning arrived and Kyle was all hooked up with his hidden pin camera that would record to his phone. He had his plan to follow Troy and even picked out a disguise that included a wig, glasses and hat. I mean if just a pair of regular glasses could hide Superman, then Kyle's disguise should fool even us. It always works on TV. We couldn't do much until we knew who the kid was and where they lived, so the first part was all up to Kyle. After that we'd call in the CF-18's and launch a full air assault on the compound. Colin meanwhile, had found a private investigator who was willing to hook up the surveillance cameras, and our I.T. guy was on board to help, since he liked Troy as much as we did. He said if we could get the passwords and I.P. address to the computer it would be easier than hacking in, but he could get in either way. We were ready and just waiting. All members of Masters Force One was at the ready. We just needed the go signal and we launched. First, I had to take Blake to his Monday diving lesson. I'll bet the commander of the allied forces of NATO never has to stop to take his kid to swim practice.

Once again Blake was fearless. The class moved up to the high dive springboard and a few of the kids overshot their dives and made huge splashes. Each time he hit the water I found myself holding my breath until he came back up. Maybe it was instinctive or perhaps I was seeing if he was under too long so I could panic. The boys came out of the locker room quickly before I had to go in and get them, which was a nice surprise. Warren and another boy patted Blake on the back and said they'd see him next week. He smiled and waved at them. His circle of friends was building. We stopped at a restaurant and ordered takeout food for everyone. It was pulled pork, vegetables and rice as we were trying to eat healthier. Well, I wasn't, but Blake was, so I figured we should set a good example. For a kid who didn't say anything he sure had a way of insisting on things. I could always have something from KFC after he went to bed. Kyle returned from school almost at dinner time with his video and spy information. Troy had gone right over to the guys house as we had sort of hoped he would, although none of us were happy about it. At least we now had an address and a face. We contacted our I.T. guy to try and find out as much as he could. We used ADAM to get the name of the owner of the house and anything else associated with that address. Everything came back with the name Allan Turner, and from what we could find, his son's name was Ben. Then we found out that there was a Ben Turner in a secondary school nearby and we locate his facebook page, which Kyle confirmed. From there it was easy to get as much info as we needed. Kyle just friended him and followed him on twitter as well. We found out all the kids friends and made lists and checked out all his pictures and hangouts. We managed to read all about his Dad as well from that account. By the time we were done, we knew more about them than we probably wanted to. It all looked innocent enough and there was no indication that either of them were gay or anything. Even the pictures in their files were basically boring. Once we had collected enough, Kyle said he was going to bed and took off.

In the morning Kyle was all smiles and had a mischievous look on his face.

"What's up with that look? You getting laid before school or something?"

"Nah, but I do have a date with Ben tonight."

"Serial killer, psycho stalker Ben?"

"I'm pretty sure he's not a serial killer, and he's like half my size. I'll snap the little fucker in two and problem solved. Don't worry. I won't have sex with him unless he has like a massive dick. I'll just see what I can find out. Plus it's only a first date, nothing ever happens on a first date, right?" He smirked.

"Amateurs," I sighed shaking my head. "Dude, you already know this kid's name and who his friends are on facebook. That's usually a third date in my book. First date take him for a test drive; see how he handles on the ride and check out all his features, second date find out his name and see if it's cool or not, then re-test his sex skills. Third date go on facebook, etc. Fourth date you're boyfriends and by the fifth date, you're moving in together.

"Christ, you are a lesbian," Kyle laughed. "I'll be careful, don't worry. He won't even get to see my penis, unless we do it in the woods or something."

"Don't!" I snapped back quickly. "And for the record, lesbians show up with a U-Haul on the first date, not the fifth.

"Chill, I got this. Operation `Troyjan Horse' is under way."

"What happens if Troy shows up tonight, he'll blow your cover."

"Ben said it would just him and me after school, so maybe Troy is doing something else. I'll watch out for him though. Troy's already blown my cover...if by cover you mean penis," he laughed as casual as always. Meanwhile I'm shitting bricks as our mission got under way.

So began another day of us waiting for our 17 year old buddy to take down an international crime syndicate. I figure it's international because Kiel is Asian and British. Although I have no idea what a syndicate is. It just sounded cool. This just in...the number one Googled item today `syndicate'. By the time Kyle got home, I had worn a groove into the hardwood floor and bitten my nails down past the second knuckle. "Well, what happened?" I asked as I pounced on him at the front door.

"It's all good. The boy fucks like a porn star and loves my big dick. We're getting married on Saturday," he grinned as he dropped his backpack on the stairs and headed for the kitchen. "It's all good. You're gonna love the shit I got. I think I found my new profession. Secret Agent Man. Bond, Kyle Bond. Why yes, Miss Pussy Galore, I will have a martini shaken not stirred and have my car brought around. Please have agent 17 fully erect and waiting in my office."

"Are you high?" I grinned as the guys gathered in the media room with us. Kyle pulled his phone out and hooked it to the system so he could play the video. It was quite extensive and he had talked Ben into going on the computer and although he had turned his head away while Ben entered passwords, the camera caught it all. Smart. I wouldn't have thought of that. We also watched as Ben said he had to go to the bathroom and Kyle hit the Run/Cmd screen and found out the I.P. address. He was a fucking genius. He could work for C.S.I.S. or some other Spy Service.

"So, is that enough intel?" Kyle asked looking proud of himself.

"Hell yeah," Colin said almost cheering. "Shit, you're a natural buddy. All we need now is to find a way into his house and figure out when it's empty. Then we can go to plan B.

"Would this help?" Kyle said holding up a key chain. "It's his front door key."

"No fucking way! How did you get that?"

It was hanging in his entry closet along with several other keys. I boosted it when I grabbed a glass of water and tried it in his door after I left. Is there anything else you girls would like agent 0069 to do?"

"Nope, that's pretty much everything and more. We'll get everyone working on stuff and move fast to get this resolved. Not a word to Troy though, alright? This is a covert mission and I don't want him to know anything," I said. The last thing I wanted was Troy to freak out and try to stop us from helping him.

"No problem. Where's Blake? I promised him I take him for a ride in one of the cars if that's okay. We like to take the Aventador," Kyle said looking at Colin for permission.

"Sure, why not. Just drive safely," Colin said.

We all left the media room and Colin took the memory card that Kyle had given him up to our main computer to send to the I.T. guy and to contact the private investigator. I watched as Blake ran down the stairs with Kyle grinning and they raced out to the garage. He was still grinning from ear to ear as they pulled out of the garage like they were exiting the bat cave. They just needed theme music, although from the thumping coming from inside the car, they obvious had some.

They were gone an hour and I wasn't worried about them at all, although I had thought several times of activating the GPS tracking just to see where they were, but I had to learn to stop being so overbearing. I went downstairs and worked out for a bit and then swam several lengths of the pool. I even bounced around on the trampoline. I seemed to have tons of energy today and I hadn't even jerked off once. This was the new Justin, the solid upstanding citizen of the world, but damn I was horny. I went for a run around the property next and then hit the sauna and pool once more. By the time the guys returned I was starving, so we cooked dinner and played video games with Blake afterwards. I read him a bedtime story out of one of his wizard books that had fire breathing dragons. It was actually pretty good and he fell asleep while I was reading, but I was in the middle of a chapter so I just finished it to myself. It was better than me reading one of my stories to him out of my head. I tucked him in and headed to find Colin. We curled up on the couch together and my dick was hard for half the show, but I tried to keep focused on the movie so that I didn't throw him on the floor and rape him in front of the other guys. In the middle of the night, I felt someone crawl into bed with us and snuggle under the covers. I peeked out and it was Blake and his Polar Bear. He cuddled against me and went to sleep. Perhaps a bedtime story of a dragon and monsters isn't the best choice, or perhaps he just likes me. In the morning Blake was sideways on the bed with his legs over Colin's waist and his head on my chest. How can a 4'10", 90 pound boy take up a whole king size bed on his own? Colin looked over at me and smiled and then shrugged. We moved Blake so he was lying properly and then Colin leaned over and kissed me.

"I think we gotta start wearing underwear to bed if this keeps up. He kneed me in the balls a few times last night."

"So perhaps we should be wearing a protective cup instead of underwear," I laughed. We ended up cuddled together for a bit and Blake seemed dead to the word. If it wasn't for his visible breathing, he could have easily been mistaken for dead. Kids can sleep through anything, except thunder, lightning and monsters. We all got up eventually and had breakfast together. Colin hung around until after Blake was with his tutor and then told me of the plan for today.

"The Investigator is going to put the cameras in place once he sees that the house is empty. He came over late last night to get the key from us while you were with Blake. We'll record everything through the Q servers and see if we can find out what he does with the video he makes. Once we have that, we'll go to the next plan of erasing stuff and preparing everything else so that we can send the cops in. We have to do it before he has a chance to record more video though."

"This is turning into quite the operation," I said thrilled that we were moving so fast on it. This was a departure from the normal Colin. Usually he called Sam and we took the legal route. This time we were going full scale vigilante and I had a huge adrenaline rush. Maybe it was a huge morning boner, they seem pretty much the same to me. This was day two of the new improved Justin and I was ready. "So are you sticking around today?"

"No, I got a busy day. Carter is calling me this morning, we're having some financial difficulties in Europe with a couple of businesses and he needs my input as to what we should do. So far we're keeping our head above water, but we gotta stay on this." He kissed me and I saw him to the door like a wife seeing her man off before she bones the mailman and the pool boy. Speaking of the pool boy, Zane was around today. I had been so busy I hadn't hung out with him much, Not to mention he had such a big job with the house now, that it wasn't like old times where I could drill him on the pool deck. His perfectly smooth, hard chiselled body, glistening in the rippling water of the pool. Sweat dripping off his brow as his biceps bulged each time he lifted the leaf skimmer up. The blond hair framing his God like facial features. His firm ass stretching his tight shorts as he bent over to empty the filters and his cock peeking out over the waist band as he became infatuated with my sexiness. Then the feel of his 7½ inch uncut dick as it slid forcefully into my tight (basically tight) boy pussy...SON OF A BITCH! I raced to the outdoor pool deck and was out of my clothes by the time I got there. My semi hard dick was the first to say hello to Zane, and I grinned as he looked at me.

"Oh hey, Zane! I forgot that you were around today," I lied, wiping the drool off my lips. "I was just going to go for a swim to try and get rid of my morning boner." That might have been an overshare.

"That seems like a waste of good wood. I thought you guys were trying to be environmentally friendly?" He smiled as he came over to me. I swallowed hard and tried not to be too obvious, but my dick had other ideas as it went fully erect. Zane dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. Ah FUCK IT. I'll start my new Justin crap tomorrow. I grabbed his head and fucked his face forecfully while he played with my balls and ass. He quickly got out of his clothes and before you could say `do me like a bitch', I was on my back with my legs over his shoulders as he boned the hell out of me. He mustn't have gotten laid in a while either as he slammed me with such force that I was pretty sure I was hearing my pelvic bone snapping. I held on for all I was worth until he cried out and filled my ass with a keg full of cum. He grabbed my dick and jerked me off with all the power of the god he was. As soon as I announced I was going to cum, he dropped to and swallowed it all the way as I shot down his throat. He gulped it like a British miner with a pint of Lager, and then lay on top of me and we kissed.

"Thanks! I needed that. I haven't had time for fun this week," he panted.

"Well sit on my face and let me keep the fun going. I need to taste that sweet hole," I told him. He turned around and straddled my head as he lowered his ass to my face. His hot pucker headed right for my mouth and my tongue came out to greet it. I lapped and licked and poke for all I was worth, and I'm worth a lot! I reached around to stroke his dick and play with his foreskin and balls. Once I felt him get nice and hard again, he leaned down and gave me a blow job to get me excited. It was a spontaneous and wild sex session. We both had pent up energy to drain so we could focus on the day.

"I need to fuck you again," he said as he got off me and went down between my legs. I lifted them up to put on his shoulders, but he grabbed them and flipped me over like a pancake. He spread my legs wide and lay on top as he slammed his cock into my cum dripping ass. He slid his hands under my arms and interlocked his fingers behind my head pushing his entire weight down on me. Then he hammered away at my ass with his heavy thrusts.

"Fuck Yeah! FUCK YEAH! You are one hot little piece of ass!" he screamed as he fucked the stuffing out of me. I mean I know right? That's what I've been saying. Why would anyone want me to change? Oh right, because I'm a slut and I get people hurt that I care about. I'll worry about that after I finish getting fucked. Damn he was good. He lasted a lot longer this time before he announced he was cumming and his grunting and moaning could probably be heard from space. I think @Cmdr_Hadfield tweeted about it. As soon as he was done he pulled out and scrambled up beside me and pulled my head to his cock and face fucked me. He tasted of ass and cum, but who was I to complain and why would I? I sucked and licked him as I jerked myself off again. Once we were both finished for a second time we went to clean up.

"Thanks Zane. That was the best way to start a day ever. Oh by the way, I think there's some cum on the pool deck that needs cleaning up when you get around to it," I laughed. We showered and I hung out with him while he worked on the pools. Starting tomorrow, I would go back to being the new Justin. I promise. This is print not video, you don't know if my fingers are crossed or not.

Blake ran downstairs and found me as he waved a paper grinning wildly. It was a math test that he had aced. "Nice job dude! I guess that goes up on the fridge!" I crouched down and gave him a big wet raspberry kiss on his cheek, and we went back inside to see Chad who was getting ready to head out.

"He's doing great. That's an impressive result for a math test. Now we'll focus on writing and social studies. Reading we'll do a little differently. I gave him a book to read, Lord of the Flies. He needs to do a book report on it in three weeks."

"Great book, I read that one. Maybe we can read it together." I always associated myself with the character of Ralph, but something about Jack got me intrigued as well. It was an awesome book and I often wondered how I would react in that situation, being stranded on an uninhabited island with a bunch of boys. I know what you're thinking, I'd be the sexual relief for all of them, probably true, but apart from that, I wonder if I'd be able to survive and would I be a leader like Jack and Ralph or a follower. After Chad left I let Blake put the test up on the fridge. It was our first fridge clutter thing and I hated clutter, but this was special. He had rushed out to show it to me first and was so proud of it. How could you not display it? Blake and I went out for ice cream to celebrate and then over to see Alex at the Grind'r. Of course he congratulated Blake on his test and we then went to see Colin.

The receptionist knew who we were now, so she contacted Colin as soon as we arrived. We sat and waited and it took him a while to come out of the office, with Brandon. I smiled as I gave Brandon a hug and then kissed Colin. As soon as we entered his office, I knew what they had been doing. You could smell the sex in the air. "So that's how you get promoted around here is it?" I smiled.

"Busted. You know what they say. You gotta give head to get ahead," he laughed. "Or is it, it's not who you know it's who you..." He looked at Blake and smiled. "Well, you know what I mean. Nice to see you guys here. Looks like you've been having ice cream." I glanced at Blake and he had blue ice cream on his lips.

"Yeah, one of us had bubble gum flavour. We'll wash our faces before we leave," I said chuckling. "Blake and I thought we'd stop by to let you know that he got a perfect score on his math test. I mean freakin' math!"

"That's sweet buddy. Maybe I should put you to work in the accounting department."

"We'll pass on that thanks. We've seen what you have to do to get a good job around here," I said hugging Colin and giving him a quick grope.

"I make exceptions for family. Call it nepotism."

Blake frowned at that. "Nepotism is where you give relatives jobs and favour them over other people who might be more qualified, but with a perfect math score, you're probably more qualified than some of the accountants," Colin said ruffling Blake's hair. He went and sat in Colin's big chair and pulled up to the desk. He looked so cute sitting there smiling.

"You know what Blake, how would you like to hang out with me for the rest of the day; if Justin and you don't have any other plans."

"No, we would just be heading home. If you want to stay and work with Colin, that sounds like fun." Blake lit up and the blinking big eyes showed that we didn't even need to ask any further.

"I can bring him home after work, or you can stay as well," Colin grinned. "I could give you a job interview in the other office."

"Hmmm, damn that's tempting, but I think it'll be good for you and Blake to hang out together. He can be the CEO for the day."

"Perfect. As of right now, you're the President and CEO of Worthington Enterprises for the rest of the day. Whatever you decide goes," Colin said patting Blake on the shoulder. He may be sorry that he gave him such powers. Blake was as smart as a tack and as sharp as Einstein, or the other way around or something. I'm not the smart one. With my looks and Colin's intelligence, Blake would rule the world by the time he was 16. I kissed Colin and Blake and headed home where Zane and his guys were just finishing up in the yard. I took the opportunity to fool around with a couple of them and let Zane fuck me in the foam room before they left. I wasn't going to be the new Jason until tomorrow so it was okay to have sex today. My ass was happy and I had the rest of the afternoon to myself. I had no idea what to do so I played on the internet searching for fun ideas that we could use for the Q. I found a few crazy things that might be interesting, so I wrote them down for later. Jason was the first one home and we hung out in the hot tub until others arrived and joined us. J.P. and Ryan dropped by and showed us their idea for our porn movie. It was looking entertaining and the script was becoming huge. They hadn't really narrowed down the whole storyline yet, but they sure had a lot of sex scenes in it. Both of them said they wanted it to seem like a real movie and not just a porn, but so far they had concentrated on the `action' scenes.

"It's taking while as we try out a lot of the scenes before writing them," Ryan smiled. "J.P. has to have several takes of each rehearsal, so it takes a lot longer than normal."

"I noticed that you have a scene here where we get to play with your ass, Ryan. Does this mean that you're finally gonna bottom on film?"

"No, it just means I'm open to having my ass played with. You know fingering, rimming, etc."

"Dude, if this movie is good, and you bottom, you could end up being a rich guy. I think all your fans would love to see you take a dick."

"Yeah, I'm sure, but I promised myself I wouldn't bottom. Not sure what the big attraction is to it. I'll stay as a top for now."

All I heard him say in that whole conversation was for now'. To me that meant we were going to fuck him at some point. I was already boning up at the idea. Give him triplets and tell him that he can't play with us until he gives up his ass. He'll be on all fours before the sentence is complete. I was so horny just thinking about fucking him and being the first one in where so many have wanted to go. These are the voyages of Justin's penis...to boldly go where no man has gone before.' Kyle and Jordan returned home along with Aaron, whom we hadn't seen in ages. They joined us in the pool and as soon as Ryan saw the size of Aaron's dick, they compared them. Aaron was bigger but not by much.

"So good to see you back, Aaron," I smiled as I looked at the hard cocks all around me and wondered which one I could have first. "I hear you're single again."

"Yeah, but hopefully not for long."

"Well as long as you're still getting laid, you'll be okay," I said using my best Justin wisdom.

"Not as often as I'd like that's for sure," he smiled and looked at Kyle and Jordan. I reached over and took hold of his cock under water and stroked him a couple times.

"Well how about if you stick that big thing in me? I could use a good fuck." No point in telling him I'd already been laid a few times today. Why turn down the chance to have Aaron inside me. Before he could answer, I sat across his lap and lowered myself onto his cock. Once he was in, there was no argument from him and we fucked. That started everyone else going as well. J.P. kissed Ryan kissed and then Ryan went down and blew J.P. Kyle fucked Jordan while he blew Jason. It was a full on orgy that moved from person to person until we were all on the deck going at any open hole. We must have been at it for an hour when I noticed a movement out of my eyes and looked over towards the stairs. Blake was sitting up near the top of them peeking out at us, being really quiet. I hadn't even heard them come home. I managed to get myself free from the guys and walked up to where Blake was sitting. There was no point getting dressed as he was used to seeing us naked anyway, and who knows how long he'd been watching.

"Hey Blake," I said as I sat beside him and tucked my dick between my legs. No need to scare him with the one eyed trouser monster. "Spying on us are you? Sorry buddy, we were just having some fun. I didn't know you were home yet. How about if you go play in your room or with a video game and I'll come and get you when we're done." He looked at me and blinked and then grabbed his crotch and rubbed it.

"Got a boner huh? Yeah, that happens when you see things like this. You know how to take care of it. Go look after it in your room and I promise I'll be up soon." He kept looking at me and reached over for my dick. I gently put my hand on his wrist to stop him. "Sorry buddy. This is adult playtime at the moment. Just one of those things you'll get to do when you're older." I gave him a hug and sent him off. I was trying to be as good as Jason with my reasoning skills and I thought I handled that pretty well. I went back to the group and stuck my dick in J.P. which was the only open hole at the moment. I fucked him until I blew my load and then reluctantly excused myself so I could go deal with Blake. I showered and dressed in my shorts and t-shirt before heading up to his room. He was sitting naked on the floor playing with his nanodots. I sat beside him and he climbed on my lap and gave me a hug. I hugged him back. He stayed sitting on me as he gave me a pile of magnetic dots to play with. He had such a small ass that it was incredibly boney and the more he moved the more uncomfortable it was. I hope as he grows up that he'll get a little more meat on butt so he's not as boney, although if he's still sitting on my lap when he's 16, we'd have a whole different problem.

I had him get dressed so we could go down for dinner with everyone and it was Jason's turn to cook. He cooked KFC, my favorite. He added mashed potato and corn so it was healthier. When the other guys left, we got updated on the progress of Operation Troyjan Horse. The investigator had placed the cameras and we were now able to see what was going on in the house. The I.T. guy had routed everything through ADAM's servers and the plan was that we could go to the Q offices and use the bank of monitors to look at what had taken place and see if we could find where he was hiding the video he was taking. Once we had that, we could go get it and move to the next phase, which would all happen very fast and try to bring this to an end.

The next day Kurt showed up to work on the cars as usual and I went out to see him. He was happily vacuuming them out and getting rid of any garbage as well as using Armor All on the floor mats to make them shiny again. We had the shiniest car interiors in the western hemisphere. I had to wear sunglasses even on cloudy days just to sit in the cars.

"Hey Kurt, how's the car cleaning going?"

"Good. I looked up what kind of products to use on each type of interior and have set up stations by each car so that we don't use the wrong things to clean them with. Plus each car now has its own cloths and things so that doesn't taint the other cars."

"I'll take your word on that. I suppose we wouldn't want the Lamborghini getting jealous that it's getting worse treatment than the Honda."

He laughed and agreed. "Hey Justin I was thinking about our deal that we made. You know the one where you want to play with Patrick and me at the same time and you know...fuck."

I smiled to myself and figured this would be the re-negotiation now that he'd got laid by the girls. Silly of me to let him do that before I got his ass, but expected. "Uh huh," I said pretending to half listen to him.

"Well I know that you really want to fuck me, and I wondered if maybe you and I could just do it. I'm not sure I can handle being fucked but I don't think it would be good to find out on front of Patrick. I mean he can do it and if I can't I'm gonna look like a wimp in front of him. So maybe you and I could try it in private first."

"You mean you're actually offering me your ass?"

"A deal's a deal. You got us girls so I kinda owe you. Not that I'm looking forward to it, but Patrick handled it, so I figure it can't be all that bad, but I would prefer to do it just with you at first."

"When would you like to do it?" I asked hardly believing what I was hearing and wondered if he had been out to the pot garden or had sun stroke.

"I'm free now if you are," he said quietly. Damn, the boy had grown a pair and was using them before they shrank back to normal size.

"Okay, I'm always up for a good cherry popping. Let's go take care of that anal virginity label you're still carrying around with you," I smiled as my dick almost ripped through my jeans in excitement. He put his cleaning stuff down and we headed into the house and up to the bedroom. Once there, I stood in front of him and pulled his shirt off over his head. He willingly raised his arms and let me remove it. Then I rubbed his chest and abs as I began exploring his body. Since he was offering himself, I was going to enjoy it. I suppose I could start the whole `new Justin' thing tomorrow. Today was just too enticing to pass up. I slid my hand down to his pants and popped the button on his jeans before lowering the zipper and pushed my hand inside to cup his package, which I was surprised to find was basically hard already. I grinned to myself. This boy was as horny as any 16 year old and ready to play. I had activated his sex mode and nothing would stop that now except old age, and even then, modern medicine had Viagra so that those over 30 could still play. I lowered his pants and he stepped out of them as I knelt in front of him and put my mouth over his cloth covered dick and explored the outline for a bit before pulling it out and yanking his shorts down. "Damn you have a nice dick," I remarked as I pushed his foreskin back to see the pink head gleaming with wetness.

"It's just not very big. I hope I get as big as you," he said looking down.

"You're above average. 6 inches is pretty much normal and you're about 6½," I guessed.

"6¾" he corrected. I guess every little bit helps.

"See, well above average and a perfect size for a blowjob," I grinned as I swallowed his cock all the way to his pubes. He gasped and held onto my head as I got to work on him. I had no intention of sending him over the edge as I wanted him as horny as I could for his cherry popping. The juice squirts further if they're nice and ripe. It should be a ritual, like a Native Spirit Guide journey or the Australian Aboriginal walkabout or a Jewish circumcision. We'll call it the `Caucasian straight boy coming of age cherry popping and deflowering campaign'. That name may need some work. I stopped sucking his dick and playing with his balls when I felt them move and tighten up. I pulled off quickly leaving him to pant and complain as he was edged to perfection. It's so cruel edging a boy. They are about to blow and you stop. You might as well stab him in the arm, it would be less mean. I stood up and looked at his face which showed the building sexual frenzy. I moved closer to him and rubbed my hand over his cheek as I got even closer. We were almost nose to nose and I could feel him breathing. He closed his eyes as he assumed correctly what was coming next. I leaned forward and kissed his lips. At first he just kept his mouth closed, but as I applied more pressure and snaked my tongue out and touched it to him, he capitulated (I looked that up as my word of the day) and let me enter his mouth and kissed me back. As I did it, I fumbled with my own pants and got out of them so I was naked from the waist down. I moved against him and took our cocks in my hand so that I could stroke both of them at the same time. He shuddered and put his hand on my hip as he reacted to the intense feelings. After a few minutes of that, I stopped and removed my shirt and then pressed tight against him as we resumed kissing. I pushed him backward onto the bed and lowered him down as I followed, never breaking our lip lock. By the time we were flat on the bed, I had my legs interlocked with his and we were truly making out. He might have forgotten that I was a guy by this point as he was grinding against me. But we were here for one purpose and that was to open up his love tunnel. That's what I call it now, a love tunnel. You may know it as his poop chute. My name sounds more inviting.

I rolled him over onto his stomach and spread his legs as I licked down his back on my way to his ass crack where I played with him for ages, kissing, licking and kneading his buns to get him ready. My tongue slid up and down the crevice several times before I pulled his cheeks apart and got to work on the deep depths and lapped at his pucker. He squirmed each time and once I pushed my tongue inside, he let out an audible moan. I love it when a boy reacts to having his ass played with. It is always the same; they hate the idea in concept, but in practice, they never want you to stop. I used the lube and fingered a bit inside him and slowly began to prepare him for full penetration. He easily handled the one finger and then I swapped it for my thumb as I played inside his hole to activate his prostate. I always equated this initial play similar to turning on a light switch. You push your finger in to turn on the switch which gets them all lit up for the next phase.

"Get up on your knees so I can get my tongue further in you," I told him as he scrambled into position. He was now doggy style and this is the position in which he would lose his anal virginity. Woof! As I probed his ass with my tongue, I coated my dick with plenty of lube and then made sure to add more to his ass. He was as ready as he was ever going to be. "Okay buddy. It's time. Remember to take deep breaths and each time you exhale, just relax your whole body. This might hurt at first, but once you get over that, it should become much more enjoyable. Here we go." I knelt behind him and rubbed my cock up and down his ass for a bit to let him get used to the feeling before I aimed it at his hole and did a couple practice pushes to let him feel the pressure. I gave him a bit of guidance on breathing and when I thought he was ready, I held in place and began to push. We need complete silence now so you can hear the pop of the cherry. It's the best part of this whole thing. Shhh...

I held my own breath and took a firm grip on my cock as I pushed into his hole, rubbing his back comfortingly to distract him a bit. His breathing was strong as I felt his hole open and my head slipped past the outer ring. His ass clamped around it and he cried out. I was in and he was feeling the first wave of pain, so I paused.

"That's too big. I don't think I can handle it. It really hurts," he complained.

"Just relax and breathe, Kurt. I'll add more lube. Let your whole body go limp. If you tighten up, it hurts way more. I put my other hand on his ass and rubbed. I was trying to stimulate as much of his body as I could to help him. One way or another he was now getting fucked. Once he got back into a controlled breathing pattern, I began to move slowly inch into him. He dropped his head to the pillow, and like all virgins I had no doubt he was feeling, and concentrating, on each inch going into him. No doubt thinking that each one was a foot, rather than an inch. He cried out a couple times muffled by the pillow he was trying to eat. I pulled back to add more lube which I knew always helped. At one point he moved his hand back to my leg to get me to stop and I obliged and waited until he relaxed again.

"You're doing great, buddy. You've got at least 6 inches in so this is what it'll feel like to be fucked by Patrick. You did it. Now if you take a couple deep breaths, let me just finish so I can fuck you properly and let you experience the pleasure part of it." I reached under him and felt his dick. It was completely limp which was pretty normal as the pain centre told him he wasn't having fun at the moment. That would change shortly. I put my hands on his shoulders and prepared for the final push past the inner ring. I liked this part as it felt so good on my dick but I knew that Kurt would feel the second pop and it would be another short burst of pain. I held on and then just thrust my hips forward to bury myself the rest of the way inside him. He cried out into his pillow and his hand shot around to hold my thigh to stop me moving forward, not realizing that there was nothing left to give. I was completely buried in him. "That's it buddy. Just relax. I'm all the way inside you. Just keep breathing and enjoy it." I pulled back and slowly began to fuck him. He held onto the pillow and I worked his whole body as I fucked him with a combination of long slow strokes and short fast ones. "Shit, you're tight dude. That's one of the best asses I've had." (Since noon, I thought). You're kinda required to say that when fucking a guy so they feel good and relax, even if it's not true, but in this case, he really was tight. I fucked him casually until I could see his body change and he got used to it. Then it was time for the real fuck to get underway. I pushed him forward so that he was lying flat on the bed and I was right on top of him. I kissed his neck as I thrust my hips up and down to pound his sweet hole. I kicked his legs apart and put my hands on his shoulder blades, pushed myself up and fucked him for all I was worth. The bed was providing enough bounce back that each time I drove into him he came back up with me and got extra depth for the next thrust. I was slamming him hard and he was moaning and groaning into his pillow. After a few minutes of drilling him hard, I stopped and pulled out. He thought it was over and moved his head off the pillow to breathe. I grinned as I told him to turn over. I pushed his legs back so that his knees were almost by his head and moved my cock so that it was at his hole again, and with my super skill I pushed back inside his hole without the use of my hands. I love watching a guy get fucked like this. You can see his whole body from his face to his cock and balls as your own dick spears his hole. It is one of my favorite positions. My shaft moved in and out of his hole and he lay back with his eyes closed, once in a while frowning as I hammered him too deeply. "Take hold of your cock and jerk yourself off, buddy. It'll feel so much better." He grabbed himself and began to stroke. I pushed his legs wider apart and slid my hands up his legs to grab his ankles so that he was as wide as I could get him. He responded to my touch and began to enjoy the fuck as he stroked himself to fully erect. As he got faster, so did I, and the look on his face changed to one of pleasure. I placed his legs on my shoulders and grabbed his thighs so I could go faster. We both increased speed together and by the time his hand was flying up and down his pole I was beginning to sweat. He cried out and I watched as he dumped a massive load all over himself. It looked like he hadn't cum in a week. It kept pouring out as if we'd hit oil. His ass clamped tight and I fired my own load inside him. I kept pounding as long as I could as we both reached our climaxes. As he let go of his cock, I pulled back and eased myself out of his hole and lowered his legs. I took hold of the shaft of his cock took him into my mouth to suck any remain juice out of him. No point in letting it go to waste. The protein is good for you, and like my Mom always said, there are starving kids in Africa that would welcome it. Honestly, I have no idea if cum has protein or not; I figure it's what older gay guys tell younger gay guys to get them to swallow instead of spit, and who was I to mess with traditions. I played with all the cum on Kurt's chest and rubbed it around as I lay beside him.

"Fucking hell dude. That's a shitload of jizz. When did blow a load last?"

"Yesterday morning when I got up. I normally do it every day, but I slept in this morning and didn't have a chance."

"Well, that's impressive. Wait here and I'll grab a towel," I ran and got one of the cum towels from the bathroom. Yes, we have cum towels. I cleaned him up and we lay together.

"So how was it? You handled it pretty well."

"I didn't like it at first as it really hurt. I almost stopped you a few times, but then when you put me on my back and went back in, it felt like it was deeper but it was actually better in that position. When I jacked off and you were fucking me that's when it really felt amazing. It was hard to describe, but it was like an electric shock each time you went in. If I ever did it again, that would be the position I would be okay with."

"Good to hear, because you will get to do it again, when you and Patrick spend the night. It'll be fun watching you get fucked by your buddy."

"And I get to fuck too though right? It's not just me getting fucked?"

"We're all going to fuck each other. That's the deal."

"Can you promise me something though? Don't tell Patrick we just did this. I don't want him to think I'm doing this every day."

"I promise. You ready for round two?" I grinned.

"You serious? I think my ass has probably had enough. Haven't you?"

"No such thing as enough. How about if I let you fuck me?"

"I'm pretty spent right now. I should get back to the cars if that's okay. Can I take a shower first though?"

Sure," I smiled as we got off the bed and hit the shower. He did let me wash his back and other bits but we avoided having sex again, although my thumb accidentally slipped into his hole at least once. He got back to work and I made sure to pay him a little extra for all his `additional' duties today. He thanked me and I gave him a ride home as he seemed to be walking funny. I couldn't wait for a whole night with the two of them. Maybe I'd wait until after the 12 hours with them before starting my whole new Justin no sex thing. After all, a deal's a deal.

End of Chapter.

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