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Subject: The Ahn Boys 25 Keep your eyes peeled for a story titled “Ahn Boys Interlude” which will describe Jamon and Eros fucking Ishtar. Obviously it will be in the bi-sexual young friends folder. Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We managed to get the boys up, the tent down, the KY tubes and cum towels all picked up and everybody fed and ready to hit the rails by 10 the next morning. There were plenty of hugs and kisses goodbye, Little Grouse insisting that I come back to ride the wild pony with him again. I traded contact information with Kwiana that included Gerard’s contact information as well as the telex machine on the train. I told the Indian boys that I would do my best to swing back down through this way on the return trip and off we went. About 2 miles from our starting point the train was up to speed and who should show up but the Indian boys, without Pony Boy, riding at full gallop on the wide open and unobstructed prairie land alongside us. Although we couldn’t hear them we could see that they were whooping and hollering and putting on another display of their extraordinary horsemanship. It amazed me what those boys could do and it was sad to me that yet another part of their culture was dying. Sadly our boys missed the entire display. They were all, to a boy, conked out within minutes of the train pulling out. Still, Gregory AJ and I along with Darius and Jenkins got to see the show and I was sure that our engineers did as well. AJ commented that Pony Boy was missing. I had not yet told anyone else about the early morning scene away from camp although AJ had asked where I’d gone to. I told him I’d explain when I got a chance. His question about Pony Boys’ absence gave me the opportunity to do so and it went like this: I was down in the dining car the following morning having a warm cinnamon roll and coffee when Kwiana came in and sat down with me. Darius immediately asked if the boy wanted coffee and a roll and got an enthusiastic head nod. I asked if his evening had proven to be satisfactory and he grinned and nodded his head. “Very much so Lucian, very entertaining. Your boys are a lot of fun and my boys all really like them a lot, as do I. It’s a pity that we don’t live closer together so we could do this sort of thing more often.” I agreed with him. Darius set a mug and plate before Kwiana then left us in private. “So, Pony Boy wants to go through with this Lucian and he asked specifically if you would be present. Like I said last evening, you’re being an adult seems to add a level of safety and security for him, at least in his way of thinking.” “Okay, well, I guess I can accompany you guys although honestly I don’t know what possible good I can do. Who all is going on this adventure.” “Just the 3 of us. Little Grouse wanted to go of course but Wind Rider put the kibosh on that saying that Pony Boy needs the privacy.” That made sense to me and frankly I didn’t particularly want a crowd of people standing around. We finished our repast and headed out of the car. We found Pony Boy waiting with the horses. I discovered that I’d be riding behind Pony Boy and there was a reason for that. It was called foreplay. Kwiana rode ahead of us and I would find out later that there was a specific reason for that as well. “You play with me on ride please Lucian,” the Comanche boy said. Since my hands were resting on his hips for stability I knew what he wanted. I moved my hand down under his breech clout and began fondling his softened cock and soft squishy balls. “Do you like me touching your cock Pony boy,” I whispered in his ear. My warm breath in his ear caused the boy to shiver and inhale sharply. “Yes,” he all but hissed out. I fondled him into a raging boner. “Are you going to suck your horse’s cock for me?” The boy nodded his head. “Do you like sucking on your horse’s cock?” Again, he nodded his head and groaned out a yes. By that time, I was gently stroking his cock, sliding his foreskin back and forth over the swollen head. I had reached around with my other hand and managed to get my fingers under his heavy balls so was able to play with them while I stroked him. “Does your horse squirt his juice in your mouth?” “Yes,” he croaked out. I asked if he liked drinking horse sperm. I asked if he liked having horse sperm all over his face. I asked him if he shot his own sperm out while his horse was busy drenching him in sperm. I got a yes to all of the questions. I had continued whispering in his ear and getting the same groans of pleasure and more shivering. Not ten minutes after mounting up we came to an old one story out building and saw Kwiana off to one side. The building looked like a way station or something. On one end was a wooden contraption that looked something like a wine rack but in this case held 55 gallon drums, 4 of them in a row, cradled front and back by heavy wood bars that were notched to hold them. Directly beneath and some 15 or so inches from each barrel was shelf about 3-3� feet from the ground made of 2 inch wide slats. The shelves were about the same dimensions as the barrels except that they extended outward at the front creating a lip of about 6 inches. Why they were there, I had no idea. Pony Boy slid off his horse and immediately stripped naked, freeing up his raging hard cock. Despite his brown skin tone I could see that the head and an inch of shaft were red from engorgement. The boys’ hands went straight for his organs to squeeze, stroke or fondle. The kid was raring to go. Pony Boy led the horse to where Kwiana was standing, the older boy also stripping naked as we approached and revealing that he was about half way hard. He took the horse’s reins and tied them to contraption and as he did so I stripped naked. I didn’t know exactly how this whole thing was going to turn out but I expected it to be sexually stimulating to some degree and wanted to be both comfortable and ready if I was called to duty of some kind. Pony Boy got down alongside his horse while Kwiana pulled a rag from mason jar he’d been carrying. The horse started whinnying and trying to get loose but Pony Boy issued a sharp command and he stood still but clearly he was agitated. “The rag was used to wipe the pussy of a mare in heat,” the boy explained. Pony began to stroke the horse’s sheath and of course his cock began to appear. Now, whether that was from being jacked off or from the pussy towel I don’t know, and don’t particularly care. It didn’t take long before a healthy amount of cock was exposed and the native boy could go to work. Pony boy suckled to the best of his ability, working the flared out head of the huge hunk of horse flesh. He licked and nuzzled up and down the length of it, cooing softly to himself as he did it. He fondled the horse’s huge balls while his mouth worked over the cock. Clearly the boy loved what he was doing. He rubbed his face along the length of it, licked it, sucked the flared out head some more. Try as he might, it took quite a bit for Pony Boy to get the head of the cock into his mouth. I was down on my knees watching and could his eyes tear up from the strain. Still, he continued to work on horse’s cock. “I think I am ready,” he finally said, standing up and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His cock was as raging hard as any boy boner I’d ever seen, including my own. Pony Boy walked over to the barrel rack and hiked a foot onto the cross beam that ran the length of the rack about 10 inches off the ground. He reached behind himself and pulled out a large plug and I recognized it as one of Dr. Young’s Ideal Rectal Dilators, a fancy name for the early models of butt plugs. I wondered if that had hurt at all while he was riding for Christ’s sake. The thing was as big around as Jessie’s cock at the base. Kwiana slathered the boys’ hole with some sort of salve then rubbed the pussy towel all over his friends ass and asshole. Pony Boy then moved to where the shelf under the barrel was, stood on the lower beam with his feet wide apart then lay his upper body onto the shelf. It gave him some place to hold on to but also made his mare’s pussy higher to accommodate the horse. Kwiana untied the horse and led him to Pony Boy although the horse was antsy having picked up the scent. Kwiana managed to get the horse’s head down to the boys’ ass where it was really strong. Kwiana gave an order in Comanche and the horse reared and draped its forelocks over the cross beam above Pony Boy’s body. The Stallion caused his cock to go stiff as he began humping around trying to find the hole. After 20 seconds of trying he came down, pranced a little bit then re-mounted, going through the same motions. I was amazed at the size of the thing, easily 2 feet of flesh whose girth made my cock look thin, and mine was not thin. Pony Boy said something to Kwiana in Comanche and the older boy stepped up and guided the horse’s cock to the target and Pony Boy screamed out as a foot of the thing plunged into his ass in one fell swoop. The horse didn’t waste any time but began to fuck him. I’d never witnessed this before so was pretty much surprised at how he went about it. The horse didn’t fuck like a human, or a dog for that matter. He shoved in hard then slid out and slammed in hard again, all separate and individual thrusts. Pony Boy cried out in pain with each thrust and no wonder. The horse was shoving much of his cock into the boy and while the area behind the head was thicker than Gregory’s well developed wrists it got thicker toward the base. The horse slammed into Pony Boy’s body a dozen times, bursa escort each thrust deliberate in its power. If the Comanche boy hadn’t been laying on a shelf he would have knocked over from the power of the thrusts. The horse finally stopped then backed off and his cock flopped out, hanging below his belly. As the cock came out sperm fell out of the head and continued to drip on the ground while the white viscous liquid poured out of Pony Boys’ ass hole like a waterfall. Both Kwiana and I went to the boys’ side and gingerly pulled his butt cheeks apart, Kwiana asking loudly if the boy was awake. Pony Boy uttered something in his native tongue while Kwiana and I saw the gaping hole that was left. Blood seeped out of the hole along with sperm and ran down onto his balls where it dripped off onto the ground. Kwiana began gently dabbing the area around the hole with a rag, doing his best to clean his friend up. That both Kwiana and I were raging hard didn’t escape anyone’s notice and after a cursory cleaning Kwiana asked if I would fuck him to which I agreed. He slathered some stuff on his asshole and then the boy went to the next shelf over and lay on it to have me fuck him doggie style. I slid into him and he commanded me not to stop but to keep going, which I did. I fucked the boy good and hard from the beginning and at one point I fucked him like the horse had fucked Pony Boy. Pull out at a normal speed until my cock head started to show then slammed back into him. “Oh fuck Lucian, like that, keep fucking me like that,” the boy moaned out. I did as he asked. I have fucked boys like that in the past, AJ had fucked Willie like that the first night they were together. It was more fun, however, doing it outside and standing up because I had the stability and power to manage it. I fucked the boy for about 4 minutes before he cried out that he was cumming. His asshole convulsed on my cock, taking me over the edge and I began cumming, firing jet after jet of sperm deep into his teenage body. When it was over it left me weak in the knees and I had to rest my hand against the framework of wooden rack. When I pulled out Pony Boy was standing there watching us, a thin smile on his face. I hadn’t even registered him moving although he was 4 feet away so that might be part of it. Kwiana stood and faced his friend, a 3 inch string of sperm hanging off his cock head. “Going fishing Kwiana,” Pony Boy asked with a grin and a nod toward his friend’s dick. It did resemble a fishing line. Kwiana flung it to the side, milked his cock to clear the tube then asked how Pony was doing. “I will walk back to camp,” he said. That was no surprise. “Goddamn, Lucian, that must have been a sight to see,” AJ said with a grin. Indeed, it had been all of that. There was a little more discussion about it but then we moved on to other things. We got into Oklahoma City around 3 in the afternoon. I had given the boys instructions to strip the sheets from all the beds and get them into large laundry bags. They were directed to do the same with their dirty clothing of which there wasn’t a great deal since they spent most of the time in underwear or nothing at all. Since there wasn’t much of anything to see in Oklahoma City I elected to leave the bus on the train and hired carriages to get all of us to the hotel. With Gerard handling all the details from Philly, the carriages were waiting for us at a passenger terminal where we detrained. Gerard had also managed to hire a cleaning crew to come and clean all the carpets and drapes as well as scrub all the of the bathrooms. They in turn arranged to get our linen to a Chinese Laundry as well as get it all back to the train and have all of the beds re-made. We all got settled into our rooms at the hotel and I ended up with Matty and Frankie assigned to my extra room while the rest of the boys were dispersed around the other 3 suites. Obviously a game of musical beds would ensue and thus disrupt that process. I had a message at the front desk to call Gerard, which I would have done in any case, so when I got settled in I did exactly that. “Lucian how are things with you?” It was Gerard’s standing opening line. Since we talked every few days he pretty much knew how things were. “Pretty much the same although I had an interesting experience this morning,” I replied then went on to tell him the story. “I’ve seen such things before, usually women with animals, in this case with a mule or a horse. No thanks, not for me. I don’t mind watching but being a participant is out of the question, at least with a horse.” He went on to tell me the progress he was making, informed me that he’d unloaded some more of Auntie Ahn’s businesses and the monetary gain that resulted. “On another note there will be gentleman showing up tomorrow about 1pm to discuss business with you. I’ll let him tell you his story and what his proposal is. I will tell you that I’ve known his family for 40 plus years and him since he was a babe. He is one of us and can be trusted completely. I do believe that you will find him interesting. His name is Atticus Jay McNeerny and you’ll recognize him immediately by his flaming red hair. He does not go by any nickname such as Red.” “Can you give me a hint at least Gerard?” “Sure, we’ve talked about the need for people who can work as agents for us in various parts of the country. I believe that Jay-he typically goes by Jay- is perfect for such a job.” “Alright that’s fine. Anything else of import?” Gerard said there wasn’t, other than my kitchen was finished and according to Gerard it was spectacular. Ren and Keiko along with Kenjiro had moved into the house and all that Gerard could see, everybody was happy. I asked him if the land that comprised the Dust Bin would better off being leveled and then rebuilding affordable housing. “Well the problem with affordable housing,” Gerard said, “Is the people that buy it don’t give much of a shit about it and have a higher rate of foreclosure. You’d be better off building a wall around it, gating it, selling it off in 1 acre plots and hawking it to the upper crust. Your property abuts it so adding your house to the “community” as it were, would help provide impetus to others to build larger more stately homes.” “You may well be correct about that Gerard.” That got me a chuckle. “Maybe creating lots and homes for the upper middle class would give us a higher rate of income and do so faster. You know how snobbish the wealthy can be.” Gerard agreed with me but also offered the notion of leaving it alone. The way things were going it might even be zoned commercial at some point in time, said point in time for any development still some years away due to the state of the economy.” He agreed with that assessment. We chatted a bit longer about other matters then hung up with me promising to call him the next day after talking with Mr. McNeerny. The boys had all been in and out of my suite, and the other’s I assumed, tearing up and down the hall of the hotel as they went about being boys. I had been told on registering that the last suite in our section at our end of the building was unoccupied so we wouldn’t be disturbing anyone. That would come to a halt just prior to dinner. So it was that our troupe was standing at the elevator on our way down to supper when a red headed man got off accompanied by 3 children, the 2 youngest with somewhat copper hair although the oldest, a boy in his early teens or late preteen, seemed closer to brown haired. The other two were a boy and girl that appeared to be the same age, possibly fraternal twins. As I registered the thought McNeery, the man asked, “Lucian Broussard?” I nodded my head. “Atticus Jay McNeerny, at your service sir.” He extended a hand, which I took and received a firm handshake. “A pleasure to meet you.” I was surprised that he didn’t click his heels and salute but somehow I was equally not surprised if that makes any sense. “And you,” I responded. “We are just going down for supper, perhaps you’d like to join us.” It had not escaped my attention that my boys were busy checking his children while his 3 were doing the very same with my crew. Given that Gerard had informed me that he was one of us, I assumed that the man was having sex with at least one but most likely all 3 of them. “That would be splendid Mr. Broussard, although I don’t wish to impose.” I waived my hand indicating that it was of no consequence and informed him that with this many people a few more wouldn’t make a difference and that I would change the accomodations when I got down to the dining room. “Ten minutes sir,” he asked and I nodded my head. Downstairs I let the hostess know that we had 4 more guests and suggested that perhaps a smaller more private dining area would be best given the number of children present. Understand that I didn’t generally do that. I required the boys learn how to act like gentlemen in public and around adults and so far that training had proved effective and successful. While staff people quickly pushed tables together and reset them, I explained to the boys that we would be having guests and why. There were a few questions about why he was there but I deferred them until after dinner at which time I figured it would no longer be a questions. Not five minutes later our guests showed up. I had the boys stand and offer seats to the children which Jay encouraged as well while he and AJ and I sat around each other, me at the end of the table and they to each side. Gregory was farther down the table in the event that order needed to be established. Darius and Jenkins bursa escort bayan were situated somewhere in the middle. “Perhaps we should begin with some introductions,” I said. Starting with me, we went around the table, the adults relating their position within our organization as well as their names. Jay’s oldest boy was Eros. Roughly 12 or 13 years old he was a brown haired boy with large dark eyes, generous lips and what I thought was a sensuous or sultry look. It seemed to me that his expression alternated between a “just fucked” look to an “I need to be fucked” look. He looked at my boys like a hungry fox in a hen house. His name fit him perfectly The other two, Anteros and Ishtar, appeared to be the same age, 8 or 9 and as I said were possibly fraternal twins. Like their older brother, their names amazed me but I saved that discussion for another time. Both blonde haired and hazel eyed they were cute as all get out. Anteros’ hair was longer, covering his ears and covering the neck of his shirt, was thick and wavy, not stick straight. The boy had a smattering of freckles across the bridge of a narrow nose. Ishtar’s blonde hair was shot throughout with copper tones and was worn long and worn in ringlets that cascaded down her back and chest. Like her brother, her eyes were quite large, and the expression on her pale smooth face would best be described as coquettish. Needless to say, at the mention of their names AJ’s eyebrow raised. To facilitate dinner I had already told the boys that they would have a choice of roast or chicken as their entr�e and they could choose their choice of potatoes and vegetables. The adults were free to choose whatever they wanted. “So, Jay,” I began, “you and Gerard are old friends.” He nodded his head and proceeded to give me the same basic information that Gerard had but he added a bit more. “Gerard also said that I could trust you implicitly Lucian so you know that he and I share the same, ahem, predilections. At that he nodded down the table and I nodded my head in understanding. That I was in the same situation didn’t need saying. He went on. “My family has figured out my lifestyle and essentially have nothing to do with me. Fortunately I’ve had a trust to live on since I was 21 but I prefer to work.” He went on to say that he was a geologist by way of formal education with an emphasis on oil and minerals. He also had an uncanny knack for having an eye to the future and predicting growth markets. Furthermore he knew the entire mid and southwest like the back of his hand. “I know more about untapped gas, oil, and mineral deposits than just about any man in this country. I can tell you the what and the where for from Colorado to Kentucky, Texas to the Dakota’s and everything in between. In addition, I am land savvy. Gerard tells me that you are on the ground floor of building aero ports on the eastern seaboard. It won’t be long before you’ll want to expand west and I can help you with that by finding and acquiring land for such endeavors. In addition I might well be able to help you develop business by identifying who needs what and where but your biggest bet is going to be in gas, oil and minerals.” “I’m not sure that we want to get into production or mining or purchasing land in anticipation of it.” Jay actually smiled and shook his head. “You don’t have to, all you need are the rights to those things. In this depression people are strapped for cash. You don’t need to own the land, only the rights to the natural resources.” AJ was listening intently. “He’s right Lucian.” To Jay he said, “I presume that you have plenty such options in mind and I further presume that you are predicting that we can pick them up for pennies on the dollar.” Jay’s smile got even larger. He shot his finger toward AJ mimicking shooting a pistol and said, “Bingo.” We continued to talk, batting around ideas while the food was served and everyone started digging in. I saw that the children were all getting along well, Eros and Jamon seeming to have hit it off quite nicely. I noticed young Anteros in an animated discussion with Mathias and at one point it seemed like I might be the topic of discussion although I could be wrong. Ishtar was wrapped up in a discussion with Gideon who seemed quite taken by the young cutie. “Well Jay, it all sounds very compelling. Let me ask you this. Are you willing to take on a prot�g�, a young man?” I went on to explain Kwiana’s situation, his seeming intellectual abilities and his desire and willingness to make something of himself, the fact that he needed more structured and formalized education and what I was going to do to help him out in all regards. “I have no problem with any of that Lucian,” Jay responded. We went on to discuss that situation a little further. As it turned out Jay was home based out of Amarillo where he owned a fine old home that had been in his family for 4 generations. There was plenty of room and Kwiana would be more than welcome, his heritage not a problem in the least. “At the risk of being a little indelicate Lucian, can I assume that his is…….. one of us?” “That would not be an inaccurate or unreasonable assumption Jay,” I replied with a smile. “Although he is still a boy after all, albeit more emotionally mature than his age, but still, one knows how fickle boys can be.” I got a knowing head nod. We continued to talk as the plates were cleared and dessert was brought accompanied by a fine Claret. When we finally started to break up Jamon and Eros approached my end of the table. “May Jamon spend the evening with us Mr. Lucian,” the boy asked respectfully. I looked to Jay. “Of course.” The boys wandered away and to me Jay asked, “Are there any restrictions?” I shook my head and told him it was entirely up to Jamon. Those words were barely out of my mouth when Mathias and Anteros approached and asked if Anteros could spend the night with us. I assured him it was fine and they wandered off. I posed the same question to Jay that he had posed. “None at all Lucian so don’t be surprised if you find that little minx in your bed with his legs spread.” “Fair enough.” Things finally started to break up and we noisily left the restaurant and headed upstairs. The children all wandered off to do whatever they were wont to do while AJ and I along with Jay sat in my suite and continued to talk business and how we might be mutually beneficial to each other. When we finally broke up an hour or so later we had laid some positive plans for moving forward which included monetary remuneration both for Jay and for Kwiana’s expenses. I considered going down the hall to check and see how everyone was doing but elected not to figuring rightly that there were enough adults around to ensure the safety and welfare of our boy crew. I hadn’t had the opportunity to take a bath in weeks, having been restricted to the small shower on the train and of course multiple trips to the river over the previous 2 days which didn’t count for anything. I called downstairs for a bottle of white wine, a couple of candles and something to add to a bath then went into my room and stripped naked, donning a hotel robe until my things were delivered, which happened in less than 15 minutes. Shortly thereafter that I was sinking into a steaming hot tub with a chilled glass of wine. The room was bathed in soft candle light while the room had developed a wonderful fragrance that was part sweet, part woody, and part spicy. It was lovely. “Lucian,” a small voice said barely 10 minutes later. It sounded like Mathias but Matty was never that quiet. I responded and a moment later Anteros was standing next to the tub. The boy was just plain adorable, almost cherubic in his stature and demeanor. Anteros’ wavy blonde hair framed his beautiful pale face, covering his ears and grazing the collar of his shirt. His eyes, framed by long thick lashes and full brows, were quite large and a startling green with slight gold flecks. There was a very faint smattering of freckles across the bridge of his narrow nose and a very slight freckle or mole on his left cheek midway between his cheekbone and nose. His lips weren’t real full but still they verged on being perfect; perfect for kissing. “Would it be alright if I kept you company tonight?” I smiled at the boy and nodded my head. “Of course you can Anteros. I’ll be a moment longer in the tub however.” “Perhaps I could join you. I could wash your back for you if you like.” I couldn’t remember the last time I had shared a bath with a boy. I certainly hadn’t done it with any of my current boy crew. I told the boy that it sounded like a splendid idea so he began to undress, removing his pants first to reveal that he was wearing an athletic supporter which I thought very interesting indeed. Moreover it had been dyed pink, at least I assumed that pink wasn’t its original color. When he turned to put his folded trousers on the counter I caught my first glimpse of his little butt, a pair of bubbled pale orbs that jutted out from the small of his back. The pouch of the garment wasn’t large but seemed appropriate for his age which I guessed to be about 8 or 9 years old. “Do you like how I look in these,” he asked. He had stepped up to the edge of the tub now naked except for the garment. I allowed as how he looked very cute in them. “I like how they cup my cock and my balls; it makes me feel very sexy and the material is very soft. Go ahead, feel it,” he said. I reached out and gently fondled the boys’ pouch, reveling in the soft squishiness of boy parts. “It’s very nice,” escort bursa I told him. He thanked me then slipped the garment off then stood before me in all of his glorious nakedness. I never tired of looking at naked boys. Their bodies were such a thing of beauty to me, so perfect in every way and Anteros was no different. Like most little boys his tummy was slightly curved although not fat. His cocklet had a bit of an arch to it as it extended from his body, his foreskin a nipple at the tip that resembled an elephant trunk. His young balls were not yet developed and constituted a wrinkly sac at the apex of his legs. I adjusted my position to give the boy room as he stepped into the other end of the tub and sat down letting out a contented sigh. “Tell me about yourself Anteros. What do you like to do, are you good in school, those kinds of things. “Well,” he said. “The one thing that I love the most is getting fucked. I loved having a cock in my butt and getting fucked real hard. The second thing I like is sucking a cock and having sperm in my mouth although I would rather have sperm in my butthole. I’m good at science and mathematics like my papa and maybe one day I will be a geologist like him. Papa says I have a knack for it. I also like playing chess but I think I like backgammon better.” It was interesting that the adorable boy segued from one to the other seamlessly. It was equally interesting he liked chess, more so backgammon. “Do you like to fuck boys Lucian? It seems like you do because you travel with so many of them.” “I must say Anteros that you are quite direct. Yes, I do love to fuck boys. I think that boys are amazing creatures and to be around them makes life exciting. I also like to hug boys and kiss them and hold them. Do you like to be hugged and held and kissed?” “I do very much Lucian. So, does that mean that you will fuck me?” I nodded my head. “Do you have a big cock Lucian, can I see your beautiful cock?” I elected to stand up to show the boy and when I cleared the water I swear to god that his eyes glazed over. Of course everything was a full hang due to the bath water and I must say, I do hang quite far. “Oh my god Lucian,” his high pitched voice a whisper, “You’re huge. I’ve never seen a cock that big in my life. It is way bigger than my papa’s or Eros. I can hardly wait to have it in my butt. I’m getting a boner just thinking about it.” The little boy stood and sure enough his cocklet was raging hard and sticking straight up in the air. The warmth of the water had caused his hairless little balls to drop and I had an overwhelming urge to lick and suck on the marble sized organs. “Do you like how I look Lucian,” he asked as he stroked his hard cock, sliding his foreskin back and forth over the red head. I told him I thought that he was beautiful which garnered a grin. “I have to pee,” Anteros tossed out. “Do you like to play piss games?” Interestingly enough, my boys hadn’t gotten to that place yet. Oh, I think there may have been a few instances but as a fetish it hadn’t developed with them. I was fine participating in water sports but I wouldn’t call it a fetish for me. I told the boy that. “Can I pee on you Lucian; you can pee on me if you like.” I told him to go ahead so he stepped in a little closer and held his cock down. “It’s hard to piss through a boner,” he said but finally his stream appeared. Like most little boy’s he could get a good squirt going due to the smaller size of his urethra. He aimed at my cock and balls of course and proceeded to anoint them much like a male dog might. He pissed up onto my belly as well. When he was finished he said that I could pee on him if I wanted to. Like most people submerged in a warm bath I’d had the urge to pee but didn’t. I could then so I took hold of my cock. “Wait,” Anteros said, then dropped to his knees. “Pee on my face Lucian.” Well now this boy was going to prove to be very interesting indeed. I moved in closer, my cock barely 6 inches from the boys’ smooth face and began to piss. Once I’d gotten his cheeks, mouth and eyes Anteros opened his mouth and I took the hint. I sprayed into the wide opened hole and I swear the boy moaned. He opened an eye enough to see where I was then leaned forward and closed his mouth down over my cock head to ensure that he got it all. Anteros reached up and began fondling my balls and even after I finished pissing he kept his mouth on my cock and his hand on my balls. Still I gently pulled back from the boy who opened his eyes. My cock was on the rise, as if that was any surprise. “Can I lick on your hole Lucian; that’s another thing that I like to do?” I had no problem with that and said so. “Turn around so I can do it right here.” I turned and hiked a foot up onto the edge of the tub and bent forward, placing my hands on the wall. I felt his hands on my cheeks then the cooler air and then his tongue. Anteros worked my asshole over like a starving dog. I could feel that his face was pressed into me about as far as it could go. I could hear him moaning softly as he licked me, kissed my flesh, nuzzled it with his lips. He worked down my perineum onto the sensitive underside of my heavy balls then went back up again. Anteros kept at it for another minute before stopping. “Turn around please Lucian.” I did and the boy wasted no time in taking hold of my cock, putting his mouth over the head, and sucking me off. Looking down on his beautiful, smooth face made my heart flutter. Anteros was a beautiful child, there was no disputing that. That he was so eager, so clear and directive about his desires and needs and so willing, made it all that much more satisfying. Most of my boys were the same way, especially the younger ones but somehow it was different with Anteros. I can’t explain it and don’t even want to try. Anteros moaned as he suckled me, taking a larger amount of my cock down his throat that I would have imagined. He cupped and fondled my balls a little bit the grabbed on to my ass and pulled me to him, making me fuck his pretty little mouth. After a couple of minutes he stopped then rubbed my hard cock along his face, across his closed lips. He held it to one side and licked my balls, pushing the large eggs around before licking up the shaft. Back at the top the boy retracted my foreskin and licked all around the rim of the head then put his mouth over it. He moved his head back and forth on just the swollen head, his lips massaging the ridge and his tongue the underside of the glans, sending waves of pleasure through my body. He put my foreskin back while keeping his tongue on the tip of the head, seemingly in an attempt to capture the tip. After exploring the fleshy hat he slowly retracted the skin, his lips right behind it as if to create a second foreskin but in reverse then went back to sucking my cock. The kid not only loved sucking cock but he knew how to do it, how to increase the pleasure of its owner, how to drive a man to cumming. All the while he was stroking me, jacking my cock. Meanwhile the tub water had cooled considerably. “Perhaps we should get out of the tub Anteros,” I suggested. The boy simply let go of everything and stood up. Using my foot I managed to tap the drain handle then stepped out onto the large bath mat, the youngling right along with me. I quickly wrapped a towel around him and got to my knees to assist in drying him. Although he was plenty old enough to take care of that ablution by himself he allowed me to baby him. When I took the towel away I admired his stone hard little boner for a moment then bent and took him in my mouth, returning the cock sucking favor. Anteros was sporting about 4 inches of rock hard boy boner that fit beautifully in my mouth. I started with one hand on his tender young balls and the other on one glorious butt cheek, that I had yet to lay eyes on. The boy started to fuck my face right off the bat. “Gosh Lucian you suck my cock so good,” he said softly, his hands ruffling my hair. “I could have a good cum just from you sucking me.” I didn’t stay there long because I was still wet and getting cold. I stood and grabbed a towel and as I was drying my back Anteros bent down and took hold of my cock and put it in his mouth. Getting my cock sucked while I dried off was a new one for me. I finished, tossed the towel to the floor and let the boy have his way with me. I felt my body changing, moving closer toward orgasm. I told Anteros that I was getting close but all it seemed to do was spur him on. When I told him I was very close he stopped sucking me but continued to jack me off. I really didn’t want to cum until I was deep in his tender little asshole but the boy had a different idea. I took over on my cock, knowing what the boy wanted since he stayed in place with his face mere inches from my stroking meat. “On my face and in my mouth Lucian. I want your gooey warm sperm on my face.” A moment later Anteros got his wish. My first jet of cum splatter his cheek right where the small mole was. “Oh yes Lucian, like that.” The words were barely out of his mouth when the second jet hit the bridge of his nose. I aimed for, and shot the next load into his open mouth and when he closed his mouth to swallow it I blasted his lips and chin with the 4th jet. He opened his mouth and I put my cock head in and the rest of my sperm went right down his throat. I continued to stroke and my cock continued to ooze until there was no more left to give. I stayed there for a moment to let my heart slow down then gently pulled away. Anteros grabbed the towel and wiped his face off the stood and put his arms out. I picked the boy up and he planted his mouth against mine and kissed me ferociously tongue and all. “That was great Lucian. Now take me to bed and fuck me blind.”

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