We got into my Red Toyota Tacoma, just a few years old. I have been buying the same model colour and trim level for decades—it's a fantastic set of wheels. Dillon also has his yellow truck at home if he needs to go anywhere. The beach and park group sex we have had in the beds of these trucks over the years was so much fun and is still ongoing.
Suzie and Kate (who are lovers), our two beautiful dyke accounting and HR admin ladies, take care of the office, lock up and alarm and ensure all is good for the next night shift coming in. As mentioned, most of our team are LGBTQ2S+ or whatever the most recent iteration is of that; it changes daily, and it seems so hard to keep up and ensure no offence to any person.
Many of our staff and team regularly date each other or have hooked up for quickies. We try to have a no-sex-in-the-workplace policy…good luck with that!
Caleb was in the back seat, smiling, and buckled up with his two busting Knapsacks. I only noticed a sour and mouldy smell in the confined space. Dillon glanced at me as I was driving; I nodded to him. He knew precisely what topic we needed to bring up.
Dillon asked, “Caleb, buddy, what is in the knapsack that is so important or has sentimental value? We know you have tried to wash yourself and the clothes, and we commend you for that, but how old are most of these clothes in the bags?”
Caleb answered, “I know! I smell them, too, in this sealed environment. Most of it barely even fits me; the last clothing the…they…that I got was last Christmas. I have my cell phone in my shorts, wallet, ID, and watch on me. I have a laptop, a tablet with wireless earbuds, a hand crank multi-line USB charger, and multi-changeable device adapter heads—those electronics I really want to keep. Oh, and my daily Prep Pills and Doxy- and some bottled water, but the rest is mouldy -absolute shit garbage. I would not even donate it – so fucking disgusting – I am so gross!” He starts to get Emo and sniffly and tears up.
Dillon said, “Okay, well, sort through it and keep the electronics loose, but consolidate the clothing to be tossed. Tomorrow, we will go shopping and styling—our treat and gift- we will spare no expense. Okay, we are both on Prep and fully vacc’d; clear of everything as well, okay?”
Caleb started crying again, saying, “Awesome- Thank you so much! You two are Angels from heaven; I swear—crazy hot, gorgeous angels -I might add too!” We all giggled like high schoolers. He started piling the stuff to toss when I noticed he began removing his shirt, shoes and socks. He has pierced barbell nipples and a few queer emblem tattoos – very sexy; perfect flat washboard swimmer abs and a beautiful chest - like a mirror image of us, but about 10-15 pounds on the too-light side. I thought I would drive off the road, just spying a glance at his face, hair and naked upper body- Holy Fuck – complete mastery and totality of sheer beauty; once he has more meat, he could get model contracts anywhere.
I said, “Caleb, you must keep some clothing on until we can get you shopping tomorrow, or at least until inside our place. You are a bit thinner than us and a bit shorter, but I am sure we will have clothes that fit well tonight until tomorrow.”
“Ok—well, please. Once I get to your place and inside, I want it all gone, including my board shorts and undies. My shoes are in pieces, and my socks are like Swiss cheese and smell like a dead animal – my too-tight Calvins – not far behind,” said Caleb. My cock was getting puffy and drippy. Dillon was squirming in his seat as well. We had a smirk; the sexual tension was building.
Dillon answered, “OK—when we are home, we will toss it all in the garage garbage. Once we arrive, I will grab a plastic tote for your other valuables, electronics, and meds. What would you like, birthday boy, for your supper?”
Caleb answered, “Oh, anything! Please do not go to any trouble or work on my account or my birthday—you have both given me the most fantastic birthday ever so far, so please keep it simple and easy.” We smiled at each other – he is so polite and adorable – fuck, I could beat the fucking shit out of those fuck head foster pricks; so many tossing him around over a decade almost – such a crime! Well, this was our chance to change a boy's future directly.
We pulled into the driveway and pressed the auto door opener. Caleb looked like he was in the land of Oz with his open, gaping mouth and eyes as big as car tires. Compared to places he has lived, it hit home how luxurious and blessed our lives are.
Again, I missed Mom and Dad tremendously. Still, I am so grateful that I, being their only child, had been well provided for; they had all their affairs and arrangements pristinely in order in the unlikely and nearly impossible event that they both suddenly were gone – but it did happen, and happens every day around the world. It got me thinking that Dillon and I perhaps need to update our coverages and plans. Thinking of one's finite life is not fun, but we pay taxes and die. No one knows when – Carpe Diem Boys!
We pulled into the four-car garage, and the door shut behind us. We exited my truck; Dillon pulled over the garbage can with a locking lid and then grabbed a clean, lidded plastic locking tote for Caleb’s keep stuff. Caleb got out and tossed his crap sack and attire into the garbage can; his keep belongings into the tote; Dillon walked to our kitchen door entrance. Caleb shut the truck door. Caleb, in his bare feet, on our vinyl anti-slip tile floor, proceeded to strip completely naked, tossing his shorts and underwear in the garbage.
My cock ejected a good squirt in my undies; I was sure Dillon had just creamed as well. Before us stood a centre-fold masterpiece. We were amazed at how he had weathered these rough many years- so thin but the rest – unbelievable perfection. His darker pubic hair and armpits matched those lovely dark eyebrows. His more blonde than strawberry hair was messy yet so attractive. He reminded me so much of Dillon at that age and still resembled a merging of us. His uncut penis was half-hard and looked to be about 5+” inches soft. I guessed, fully erect, a lovely 7.5” s, close to Dillon at that age -a perfect size and girth. His glans stuck out beautifully from his incredible pigmented foreskin. A clear, shiny bead of pre-cum and semen web had formed. Lucious testicles of such perfect size and dangling in a beautiful tan scrotum. Holy fuck, he is so thin, though. He is wiry and shredded, but you can tell he is underweight and has muscle tendons and ligaments that are popping from a bit too low body fat. His toned ass is like a 12-year-old boy. Except for his pits, pubes and head, he was nearly hairless; his skin was such a perfect shade.
He came over half-erect smiling and said, “Sorry guys, about my nakedness and growing wet dick, but I need to wash and flush the old life off, please I need a shower, and a fresh bottle of water would be fantastic; for a present, please bring me any shorts or anything you want me to wear, or I can stay naked too.” He beamed at that hinting request. His teeth and mouth made me melt.
I answered, “Caleb, you are extremely gorgeous, but we did not bring you in to fuck you. We care and want to help you have a better life. We often like being nude as well, so that is great. We will all be comfortable.” Down deep, I was playing out all the threesome positions and scenarios we could do. Oh, Fuck! So Fucking hot!
Caleb answered sort of down, “Oh, I know,…but we are all gay young men here, so I have been lonely…very lonely. I was shunned at school when word got out about all that went down, so I have no friends. I am a virgin, except for the oral sex and rimming with Tyler. His cock and boy-cum tasted so good, and his clean sweet boy-hole was like cheery pie. I wish we could rescue him as well.
Anyway – I like being naked and love being nude with other boys and young men; gym shower was my favourite class – still, I was brushed aside as damaged fucked up goods; it was bad enough after their deaths, but then bouncing from foster family to foster crap, the cops regularly tossing me in the back of cruisers - then when Doug made sure other boys at my school knew I had accosted his son– no one would give me the time of day, not even the other boys who I were sure we gay and about to cum out. If they all only knew that Tyler initiated everything. I had not even cum out to him. He is so cute. Maybe we can connect with him in the future.
I'm sorry—I'm rambling and lightheaded, all happening so fast. It is your beautiful home, so I will obey whatever you all want from me. Your wish is my command.”
Dillon and I gasped and sighed, making eye contact. It was all we could do not to stare and gawk at his birthday boy suit. We walked into the kitchen from the garage and locked and armed everything except the backyard and pool.
I said, “Dillon will quickly thaw and cook Veggie Pizza with salad. We can whip up a surprise dessert cake or something. Here is that litre of water you asked for. We will give you the home and property tour after supper. Your room and ensuite shower are this way; follow me, birthday boy.” Dillon gave me a mischievous grin as I led Caleb back down the hall to the bedroom area—I half scowled back.
By pure accident (Yeah, right, sure!) I stopped too abruptly approaching his bedroom door; Caleb banged right into my back with his now fully erect very-hard penis, leaving a dollop of precum and solid semen blow from the contact with my shirt. He giggled, and so did I.
He stated, “Sorry, Luke; it is not only being nude, but this incredible boy-on-boy sex erotic images all over your incredible home have this 18-year-old birthday Twink hornier than he has ever been!”
I answered, “Caleb, you are perfectly healthy sexually except for a few more pounds needed. If you enjoy this environment on your 18th, we are so happy and excited for and with you! We are very open sexually here in this dwelling, so there is nothing ever to be embarrassed about, no matter how taboo or gross you think it is; believe me, we have done it many, many times with boys 18+!”
I opened his bedroom door and thought he would blow a load all over me. It has black and dark grey paint on the walls with more gay erotic drawings and paintings. There is a massive King-size four-poster bed with top connecting rails with many large eye hooks all over the place for cuffs and ropes and whatever bondage and supports one would like, including a sling on the table near the sliding glass door to the yard. The ceiling is covered in Twink, Punk and Goth naked sex acts (Yes-Dillon and I are the models) as much as one could imagine and fantasize -like the Renaissance masters would have painted if the boys appeared like that so many centuries ago. He gawked at the ceiling with his mouth open as if before God. This allowed me to take him all in and drool.
I said, “David, Dillon’s baby brother, who works for us in the interior design and decor department, painted the entire house—so talented. He makes nearly a million dollars a year doing this in homes for those who can afford and desire it. He is on our salary; new purchasers contract directly with him after we get a 20% commission. As we did, most of the self-models were for him to create.
Caleb gasped, “Well, I was not going to say anything, but I was sure these images were of both of you. Wow – he gave you, Luke, such a big, beautiful cock!”
I answered, “Well, no, I gave him such a big, beautiful cock – that is the spitting image of my penis still today.” Caleb shook and popped up on his tippy toes and spontaneously ejaculated a large cum stream onto the dark cherry black hardwood floor as he shuddered and panted.
“Oh Fuck Luke-I can hardly wait to see it…aaaannnnndddd….and….aahhh… Oh, I am so sorry. I just came on the beautiful floor. Do you have a tissue so I can wipe it up, please?”
I locked my eyes with him—those lips, nose, and excellent white teeth; his luscious lips an inch apart from his sigh and embarrassment—to freeze him in this look and expression would sell out 10 billion copies of ALLBOY with him as the cover model.
I don’t know what came over me; I blurted out sternly, “Lick it up – do not leave one bit.” Then I felt so remorseful, like, oh, what an asshole order statement. Caleb lit up like the lighting of the Christmas lights at city hall. He leapt for his hot white semen stream like a famished Rotti. I smirked and covered my mouth, listening to his slurping and sucking – if he only knew that I just ejaculated in my undies yet again as I was clearly tented and cum running as well. He rose from the floor, licking his lips. There lay a dripping gob of his ejaculate on his left cheek. I brought my right-hand pointer finger and shovelled it off onto my tip; I got the semen to my mouth and sucked my finger clean, going down on my appendage -moaning at his sweet, salty, creamy dessert boy cum.
We both giggled. I said, “Lovely – perfect! Now cum in here, Caleb, and see your ensuite bathroom.” We walked into the charcoal grey tiled floor, walls with white border surrounds, and ceiling. Most of the room was mirrored where there were no tiles; his nakedness exploded into multiple images. I felt dizzy and lightheaded from the infinite eroticism of his adonis-like perpetuity. This would be page one in that ALLBOY issue – oh, Holy Fuck!
I sobered up from my erotic drunk and explained, “The dual shower is over here in the corner. The tap lever rotates counterclockwise to the hottest at eight and cold at four. The shower head is on a 12-foot hose, and the multi-sprayers also have a feeder side hose that turns on the douche nozzles over here. They are all soft silicone and are three sizes: 10, 16, and 24 inches long.
Here in the wall slot is the antibacterial soap with conditioners and creams and a pump of anal lube. If you choose to douche, make sure you check the water temp and pressure for an extended period before lubing and inserting -lukewarm coolish is best for safety and release when you feel full. You can see the drain grates are plenty big; squirt down soap and cleanser and wash it all well down, please. We’re not averse to feces-scat but like to keep the home fresh, clean and sparking.”
Caleb was beaming, chugging water, and placing the bottle on the countertop. He entered the shower and turned it on. I said,
“When you are done, join us in the kitchen; the multi-size white towels are in the cabinet.”
He answered with thumbs up as he was under the spraying water, still with his dripping titanium penis like a Greek God. I went to close the door, and he suddenly yelled,
“No! Please, Luke, leave it open and the bedroom door open also—I have been alone for so long. Hearing your voices and movements nearby makes me feel safe, something I have not had in a decade.” I nodded, did as requested, and left, holding back a hydrant full of tears.
I went out to the kitchen and smelled the fantastic pizzas that Dillon had cooking as he tossed the garden salad with olive oil. He had also uncorked a 1.5L of Shiraz, and the rectangular counter island was set for three in a nice triangular formation.
Dillon asked, “So what does his cum taste like?” followed by giggling and snorting.
I gave him a scowling look, smirked, chuckled, and said, “Incredible – like sweet maple syrup and fresh cream!” We both giggled.
Suddenly, we both heard a cry and wince-type holler from Caleb. We ran back quickly into the spare room, scurrying to the shower. Just before we entered, we listened to a jovial giggling sentence uttered by Caleb.
He announced, “Holy Fuck! I can’t believe how awesome this feels – I am cumming from douching; so new and horny and erotic! God, this is so much fucking fun! Best Birthday ever! Oh, Fuck I am going to squirt again – OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKK WWWOOOOOWW!”
We looked and shook our heads with smiles. Whatever matter he had inside him was long since gone washed down the drains; crystal clear fresh water was blowing out of his fantastic boy-pussy. His dick was so hard, closer now to 8”, and the foreskin on his glans fully retracted. Semen squirts were erupting, hitting the back wall charcoal tiles and mirrors and running down – like several running globs. He leaned forward and slurped his hot running cum off the dripping mirror tiles.
I said, “Caleb – Fuck buddy!”
He interjected, “Well, I am hoping so!” We all giggled as that was great timing and so witty.
I continued, “You scared us! We thought you had hurt yourself.”
He replied, “Sorry, guys! But I always wanted to do this – the thought never crossed my mind that a boy could actually orgasm and ejaculate hands-free from the blasting out tsunami water; fuck, I can’t stop! It feels so sensational …takes me back to age eight water fights with – Mom and….Da….and….ahhh Fuck…” He dropped the douche a second and then said, “Fuck it, I can’t stop – it feels too good!” He laughed and plunged the silicone snake deep up his pussy until he was full and then exploded it out, giggling and cumming again.
Dillon said, “You better save some cum for later birthday boy! We will be out waiting for you to cum eat your salad, pizza and wine.”
Caleb answered, “I am 18, so cum is endless, and yes, I will be out – soon…. I hope…I think…. maybe!” We laughed, and he continued his ass douche play. Fuck he is so off-the-charts adorable and gorgeous; so funny- he is -once out of his emo shell. We walked out and left him alone when we heard yet another orgasm as he yelled in joy – “Best Fucking Birthday Ever!”
Nearly 20 minutes later, as we sat there with cold pizza and salad, nursing our wine, he waltzes out with a clean white towel…only…on his head…done up like Gennie; he is sucking the last bits of water out of his bottle! The rest of him is nude, and his hard cock is still with semen webs oozing away, pointed up at a perfect angle.
Caleb sits at the empty spot, smiling away, then looks down and says, “Sorry, guys—I got carried away. That was so much fun! Thanks!”
I answered, “No worries, Caleb – new sexual pleasure is to be embraced when discovered; we are thrilled you enjoyed yourself so much – lots more to cum later!”
Caleb answered, “I sure hope so, guys. I am having the time of my life. Thank you! This looks amazing – I am starving.”
Dillon said, “Dig in! Start with whatever and have as much as you want!” Caleb grabbed two slices of pizza and chowed down, followed by shovels of salad and cups of dressing. It was funny as he stuffed, making moaning and food-savouring murmurings.
Caleb bashfully said, “You guys know it is my 18th and not my 19th, so although I have indulged in alcohol before, I am not of age to drink wine for another full year.”
I said, “Caleb – Fuck off and have some wine, you fuck gorgeous, adorable Twink!”
He answered, “Alright – but just one glass, and I expect you both not to have more than that as well. I need you both awake and sober for the post-supper swim and workout! Gorgeous- Gods -look at you two heavenly creations!”
Dillon said, “That is sweet of you, Caleb – but although, not being vain (Yeah, right), we know we are two total dishes to die for, our best features and parts seem to exist in you no matter how impossible that is – if our sperms together could have made a child-like wow -we are sure it would have looked just like you. You are (off the charts) so beautiful, you know…. like, do you know!?!”
Caleb looked up from eating and asked, “So sorry – do I know what Dillon?”
We giggled, and I said, “No worries! Go back to eating more – watching the joy on your face is an awesome gift!”
Caleb said beamingly, “This is the best Pizza and salad I have ever had! Thanks! Best Fucking Birthday Ever!” We continued to eat for another hour—just one glass of wine, followed by water and ice cappuccinos. We finished; he politely insisted on helping load the dishes and clean the kitchen island. We sat back down and had more water.
Dillon said, “So after we give you the house tour, Luke and I will shower and douche and then join you in a swim, hot tub or sauna – what else did you want to do tonight on your 18th birthday Caleb.
Caleb said, “We only met four hours ago; you guys are 20 years older than me. I will say live on video or sign anything you require for legal protection, but although you said you did not bring me in and rescue me to Fuck me… I am…I beg you both to please do that precisely to me tonight. (Caleb becomes emotional and teary again with broken panting breath and fear)
I am so lonely for touch, pleasure and romance; you have no idea how heartbreaking and wrenching hard it is to be so horny as a teen boy and have everyone reject you, even with looks and a body like mine, just because of what I have been traumatized with – I…I…want to be taken by experienced men who know how to Fuck Boys and make Love to me on my birthday. I want to eat cock, suck ass and swallow a river of hot creamy man cum, get spit-roasted and cum blasted up my boy-pussy and if I can loosen enough, even double penetrate or fist fuck me…I want every nook and cranny of my body eaten and for me to eat yours, too, with no inhibitions. Once I loosen, I want to be pounded, bred, roasted- cock choked all night until the sun rises if you two geezers are up to the challenge!
Dillon said seriously in a gravelly old man voice, “We better go have more Geritol and castor oil, Luke!” We roared.
I said, “Ok, Caleb. We will record the three of us agreeing to engage in all sex and sorts with total consent. I want to clarify that you’re living here, and life provisions are not contingent on putting out to us or us to you. Dillon and I have been madly in Love with each other for over 20 years now. We both have fucked hundreds, maybe even thousands, of 18+ boys and men.
We love sex and are very sexually open. We will have a great time, I promise you. We will go slow or as fast as you want. You will be in control, and we will help you complete any fantasy you wish or desire. Stating aloud, Yellow means slow down and cool off briefly, and Red means full stop- gently withdraw.
We are exposing our very private sex life to you, and we trust you. I will not lie to you, and I hope you understand, but quickly, in the hall, before you came out, I texted some friends in law enforcement and school administration. From what I can tell, everything you have said based on their confirmations is 100 % true. Again, we are very sorry for such a ….such a…a…ahhhh …a”
Caleb laughed and replied, “Such an unbelievably fucked up life – I know! I am so glad you did that because sometimes I can’t believe it myself and wish I could wake up from the 18-year nightmare.”
Dillon said, “Tonight you will wake up from it, Caleb—like born again, a new beautiful boy—now wipe your tears and come see your home, dungeon, and backyard Oasis!”
Caleb yells! “Dungeon! Fuck Yeah! Best Fucking Birthday Ever! But can you guys strip for the tour, please!”
I smiled and answered, “Only fair! Can’t leave this 18-year-old birthday boy naked by himself now, can we!” Dillon and I stood up, kicked off our shoes, pulled off the socks, nearly tore off our shirts, and then dropped our shorts and undies. Out sprang our hard, dripping cocks flinging pre-cum webs and lines onto the granite island top. Caleb was beaming and leaned over and licked and slurped all our whitish semen map lines as we snorted and hooted.
He said, “My God! Look at you two! Luke- still such a hot Goth Twink, and you, Dillon, a total Punk Prince! I will give every cell of my body to your pleasures tonight, and forever, I pray! Your penises are so big and beautiful – Oh please, can we get the express tour and get swimming so you guys can clean, and we start playing. I am so fucking horny, and my balls are the size of cantaloupes, swollen with so much boy cum dying for release explosion!”
Holy Fuck! We have not been this turned on for a long time—something special about Caleb.
I said, “Agreed, come on.” We three naked hurried down the hall. We also showed him our bedroom beside his, with our ensuite. The rooms were similar with slightly different earthy colours, but both had bondage-type four-poster beds and rails with lots of eye hooks for attaching anything you could imagine; a sling ready for play as well. He was right; his cock, and balls were so huge, if he did not cum within the next hour, he just might genitally explode!
Dillon continued, “Now Caleb, next to our rooms at the end of the hall, the black double-door room is “The Dungeon.” As we said, you are not required to give or receive anything, but we play regularly. You can watch or join in or go and work out and swim—it is all good. It is locked when not in use. The key is on the wall behind the little picture of Jared Celma Gomez…he is about a 3 out of 10 compared to you.”
Caleb giggled, “You hot gods think I am a 10?”
I said, “Oh please, really …..ah…no! Not less than 10,000, my boy!”
He answered, “You guys are going to make me cry again! I mean, I did not think I was ugly but felt maybe plain or boring with no boys or girls paying me anything at all.”
Dillon answered, “Did you ever consider that maybe not only were they scared shitless of your life events, but more so because of your intimidating beauty? You remind me of my baby brother David. He is 34 now and still looks like 21; he is lovely and had trouble making boyfriends. Finally, when he was 18, we invited him here for group play. The neighbour's 18-year-old son, Thomas, spied him across the street as he cut the grass.”
Caleb said, “And…what?”
Dillon said, “Happily married for 15 years and had the best Fuck fest in front of all of us – still memorable to this day. It took us days to clean up all their boy cum that was not swallowed.”
Caleb continued, “This is the same David that works at the plant and does the incredible mural and Hot Boy Twink ceiling paintings of you two hotties?”
Dillon replied, “Yes! Luke told you - wonderful! We will commission him to cum and paint you.”
Caleb answered, “That would be an awesome present – Thanks!”
I continued as I opened the doors to the Dungeon, and the dimmed smoked lights auto-came on, revealing our play space, which was the same size as the four-car garage.
Caleb let out an orgasmic sigh and moan stating, “Oh My Fucking God! Best Fucking Birthday Ever!” We always wanted it to be out of the “Fifty Shades” movie but with more dark black cherry floors, charcoal walls, and dozens of mirrors. We showed Caleb the leather padded bondage and flogging cross with a glory hole, the padded table with a cage underneath, the spanking bench, three slings suspended from the ceiling with adjustable heights and another king-size bondage bed, the same as the others. All, of course, have multiple spots to attach eye hooks and latches, ropes, cuffs, and anything. Interspersed are the organized impact and bondage implements that are too many to list.
Once at the transparent plexiglass doors with the cock cages and cock torture sounds etc., Caleb keeps gazing back in the corner at the 8x8 shelves with the massive Hankey, Bad Dragon & Square Peg Dildos. His attention is returned to the cock cages with a question.
He asks, “So this inverted negative thingy here, you squish your penis all up inside, and the 5” silicone tube goes up your dick, and it strangles your balls…like, and this feels good, why?”
Dillon answered, “When we first started, we were very skeptical, but taking the penis out of the equation has a strong mental, emotional effect of concentrating on your boy-pussy prostate and vesicle. When we do group play, it takes away the penis envy as we are all equal- hiding our cocks between 6” to biggest near 10.”
Caleb answered, “Wow, that sounds so interesting – I am anxious to try all this out sometime. Do boys sometimes orgasm from the impact implements on their asses and genitals?”
I answered, “Many times.”
Dillon continued, “We best head to the Dildos and Fuck machines and wrap it up.”
We headed over and explained all the massive toys and how they fit on the end of the fuck machine pegs, with the base locking wheels and multi heights can be maneuvered around the room for any position and angle anywhere while one is on any piece of furniture or the bondage bed.
Caleb said, “Holy shit! These dildos are fucking huge; no one gets hurt? All can go balls deep?”
Dillon answered, “Well, boys, start slowly with the smaller ones and work up. You would be surprised how much one can stretch open in several hours and days. The first night that Luke and I fucked each other in my backyard tent after skinny dipping, I was able to punch fist him to a massive cum. Now we are both fisting experts able to go armpits and shoulder deep with double hands and arms, causing our rosebuds to bloom; the enormous dildos, no problem either.”
Caleb stated, “Holy Fuck! That is so hot; I love the thought of fisting and rosebuds and can hardly wait to see and eat them – maybe I will have one soon. I love this room, and it all interests me immensely; if we can, I would like us to do our threesome in here tonight, but just for the erotic ambiance. I'm not ready for any toys or BDSM play for tonight anyway, ok? - the thought of cock caging and riding the dildos for extended times on the fuck machines - now that has me losing boy-cum here ruining your floors. I see many comfy chairs and love seats around too, so I gather many boys watch and learn or…?”
I answered, “Exactly. I will emphasize, Caleb, you can do as little or as much in here with yourself or anyone or never at all – it is all good – it is your body and sexuality, and you decide what, when, how and where or with who, ok?
The floors are coated 10X with a marine sealant so the room could flood 6 inches baseboard deep forever and still be flawless; we clean up gallons of piss, cum, and rarely shit, yet it lemon fresh.”
Caleb replied, “Ok! Maybe later in the week, we slowly immerse and baptize me – pissing sounds fun (he giggled), but tonight, I want that born-again breeding with your cocks that have me leaking cum all over the beautiful hardwood floor; so glad to hear super duper boy-cum and piss shit proof…what is that door midway on the inside wall?”
Dillon responded, “Oh, that looks like a bathroom floor-to-ceiling mirror on the other side, but it is our cheater door into our shower with the multi-sprayers and douches. Most boys arrive crystal clean, freshly oiled for play days and nights, but it is a double check if any want to. Once here, that door is always open with no lock to the shower in our ensuite; you can use it anytime.”
Caleb said, “You guys have made me feel so relaxed, and I am glad that any sexual activity is voluntary and not mutually connected to my stay here, so let's make that agreed contract recording in here with all the Dungeon background, please…lovers.”
The three of us ran and grabbed our cell phones. On full naked display with the entire dungeon and items in view, we did exactly as we had rambled about earlier, emphasizing nothing required of us to each other but our mutual wish for all sexual pleasure if all agreed, then uploaded it to our clouds.
We left the Dungeon and proceeded back through the kitchen and great room and into the adjoining solarium, where we showed Caleb the four-season hot tub, sauna, and fitness equipment. It was mostly free weights and Bow flex machines.
Caleb stated, “I know my muscles are very wiry Twink-ish right now, and I am dying to have God bods like you boys; I know you will help me with diet and training for that as well.”
Dillon replied, “Yes, Caleb, we would be honoured. Most of it is diet, and once you gain some weight, we will show you how little resistance training is required to be lean and sculpted. You are thin and very wired right now, so in a few months, you will be a clone of us. (Caleb nodded and beamed so happily)
Luke and I will quickly go shower, douche, and freshen our boy pussies. Please lounge around the pool, but no one ever swims or hot tubs alone here. It is the one unbreakable rule. I had three brothers at one point. He, Ryan, would have been the middle boy between David and me. He drowned at a friend’s pool sleepover when he was 9. I became a Lifeguard and pool boy at our community pool at age 12 when David was 8. It was long ago, and we have all gotten through it.”
Caleb said, “I am so sorry. It looks like we have all had heartbreaking losses.” I will wait here on the patio safely from the pool until we three jump in. I promise to obey all house, property, and workplace rules without exception.” We nodded and went into the shower.
Once inside, Dillon and I were douching (with minor mass in us as we had done in the morning already); I said smiling, “You best slowly break his cunt in, and I will go second as we rotate his roasting in the dungeon.”
Dillon answered, “I don’t know; I think with this boy, it is all or nothing, so I will bet he will want your anaconda cock first!”
I answered, “Deal—looser has to clean all the boys' used dildos for the rest of May.” We finished our cleanse and lightly coconut-oiled our boy holes.
Dillon laughed, “That I agree with. After we do the shop and styling with him tomorrow, he will want some relaxed extended sessions. He is drooling over the dildos, toys, cages and fuck machines, isn’t he.”
I answered, “He is not going to believe the ejaculation we get out of him this weekend.”
Dillon answered as we finished up, “He deserves the best orgasms of his entire tough life.”
I stated, “We will work precisely together like it is each other we are doing – agreed?”
Dillon smiled, “Yes! I would have it no other way.” We finished and greased the holes, all fresh and clean. We dried and walked out naked, heading to the solarium, yard, and pool.
I gasped and stopped Dillon just before we exited through the sliding glass doors saying, “God, would you just look at him – so incredible those eyes and face and everything – Fuck!” Caleb is dancing as if he were a stripper in the hottest boy club in the world. We heard he found the outdoor cabana with the tablet and speakers playing none other than Lana Del Rey, Art Decco – Fucking so hot!
We walked out, and Caleb so sexily danced over to us; the three of us kissed passionately with open mouths. Dillon and I were so excited about to fuck this hot twink 20 years our junior. It felt like we were doing an incestual breeding as Caleb so much looked like the melding of ourselves. Both Dillon and I knew that neither of us ever came in a girl; Dillon always used condoms, and if there had been any pregnancy, unquestionably, the insinuating mother would have come forward by now.
There is something so erotic and equally masculine about boys, and men huddles, kissing and stroking, rubbing each other’s penises as we multi-suck faces and lick and caress each other’s everything. The three of us jumped in the pool hand in hand, making a huge splash and giggling. We swam around for a bit and then came together again in a three-boy underwater playtime. The sexy music was now playing “Music to Watch Boys Too” as Caleb started to do more hip-swinging and curling dancing. He wanted to hear all about Dillon and my first Fuck night and all we did. We told him the entire story, making him even more excited if that was possible.
I asked, “So, who in what position do you want first? If you progress to taking a fist by morning, are you willing to do that in a sling?”
Caleb smiled and said, “Dillon, I love your cock and your huge one too, Luke, but a boy needs so much pain on his birthday – mainly his 18th. So Luke, please loosen my cunt as much as you can with your fingers, and then I want to go for the big beast first and have you breed and deposit your seed as deep and hard up my pussy as I am eating and swallowing Dillon's loads. Then rotate ass to mouth and repeat. I want to be fed both your semen and mine as well, so I will leave it to you guys to help us figure it out as we go…so you fingered each other in the pool to start?”
I answered, “Yes, but not advised, so cum here; you horned 18-year-old!” When Caleb got close, I grabbed and threw him over my right shoulder as he giggled away. I licked my left-hand fingers and stuck it straight up his ass, finding his swollen prostate about the size of a baseball. He was so fucking horny for virgin busting. I felt boiling, searing semen squirt out with his hard cock down my chest well past my nipple. I carried him over to our outdoor shower, and the three of us, laughing away, rinsed off all the pool residue, ensuring our ass cracks, cock, and balls were ready for devouring. Dillon sucked my face, alternating with Caleb and joining in, sticking his fingers up Caleb as well to loosen his virgin cunt. So cute with Caleb over my shoulder and back like a sweet, wiry rag doll. He was even more gorgeous with wet hair, if that was possible.
I did not care if, through some immaculate conception, we learned that he had somehow any of our family genes and DNA; his beauty is just too much to pass up, and we have all agreed to this, so the party has started.
Giggling and laughing, I carried him back to the dungeon and threw him on the bed, with Caleb nibbling his gorgeous face. I guessed that Caleb laughed and swayed as he was a bit dizzy from the upside-down position for close to ten minutes.
I said, “Caleb, get on your hands and knees in doggie position and get your sweet boy-cunt down to the edge of the end of the bed. Dillon, you kneel at the front, and we will both collect his hot, squirting boy-cum and share it three ways with ours.
Caleb said on his hands and knees, “Luke, I trust you with my boy-cunt, but I do not want any hospital visit tonight, so I will say the Yellow and Red guys as we agreed – I do want some coco-oil lube, please…I know from what I have seen and read that this cherry-busting hurts, but it is so worth the end orgasm. My cunt feels like it could swallow an aircraft carrier. I am so horny for deep, wide virgin breaking anal breeding and jackhammering!”
I replied, “Caleb, I Know you trust me, but I have fucked hundreds of virgins, although not quite thin as you, with this sweet ass like a 12-year-old boy. I am going to eat your cunt, so start sucking Dillon's big old man cock!”
We giggled and began. Caleb moaned and groaned as he licked and sucked on Dillon's raging, leaking cum cock. I squatted and parted those sweet white boy-ass cheeks like he was juvie and pressed my entire face, lips and mouth deep into his ass slit as my tongue slid well up his loosened pussy. Fuck he tasted so incredible with just a hint of the coconut oil. His boy scent and flavour, like light chocolate almonds and cherry pie – Fuck – almost nicer than Dillon's pussy. Caleb moaned, sighed, and gasped as we worked in tandem. The few times he pulled off Dillon's dick were just because he had to expel the immense pleasure he was experiencing verbally.
Caleb said, “Oh Fuck! Luke! Your tongue in my boy-pussy feels so unbelievable! I never imagined it would be like this – Oh Fuck yeah! Deeper, I feel my prostate pulsing – Oh Fuck it so good! Best Fucking Birthday ever!”
After about 15 minutes, his boy-cunt pussy was gaping from my tongue, eating and probing all around his anal canal and rectum. We all had to cum soon or risk real damage. I grabbed and opened a fresh pail of our oil lube mix and slathered my close to 10” cock some. I do not recall myself ever being this hard or turned on; Caleb, I know, was experiencing the same with the boy half our age. He is such a turn-on because he is so much like us.
I fingered some lube in his hole as he moaned and groaned. He knew I was about to enter with my huge penis deep and wide into his virgin cunt pussy. Caleb was absolutely devouring Dillons dripping cock. He was doing an excellent job for the first time throating a big dick (He never mentioned how big younger Tyler was). He was going completely wild, licking and sucking so deeply, often choking and coughing cum and spit but going straight back down even with those tears and cum snot-covered face. He was like a wild animal; there was no way he was going to let a big cock stop him for his 18th birthday massive blowout.
As I pressed the swollen large tip of my dick into his anal ring, Caleb let out a tremendous sigh and whimper. I stayed still a minute, allowing him to adjust as this was wider than my fingers. After a few minutes of mini thrusts, he was starting to push but still wincing.
He pulled off of slobbering on Dillon’s colossal cock and garbled with gasps, “Holy Fuck, Luke! I knew it was a giant Dick – but fuck wow – this is a huge stretch. Keep going; the pain and burn stretch is just tolerable – Best Fucking Birthday Ever!” We all giggled; I continued with mini thrusts as Dillon grabbed the boy's lovely locks of hair and started to face fuck him- Caleb’s throat was slowly relaxing. I knew soon his boy-cunt anal canal and rectum would follow suit.
After another 15 minutes, Caleb pulled off again and said, “Easy, Luke – it is not quite yellow, but I hope you are almost balls deep, please – it is so filling like a giant ell up my pussy?”
I answered with one big thrust, grabbing the boy’s hips and burying balls deep with my pubic bone and hair parting his tiny ass boy-cheeks like the parting of the Red Sea!
Caleb cried out, “Fuck, Yellow Fuck!”
I replied, “Ok, Ok, Just breathe and relax. I am balls deep, sweetie. Breathe and relax. Concentrate on wanting this big cock to Jack Hammer breed your virgin pussy flooding with my seed blast.”
Caleb stated, “Although that hurt a lot, it was also incredibly pleasurable. I came some on the bed, so you both better start to cup under my dick and balls so we don’t waste sharing my boy-cum.”
We nodded and murmured agreed. Caleb returned to sucking on Dillon, and I proceeded to withdraw and go back in. Slowly sliding in and out of his tight, wet, slippery virgin hole was so gorgeous. His virgin bends, folds, and curves opened up as I entered into his sigmoid. All of us veteran bottoms know that something very magical happens once that sigmoid door is opened, the rest of the rectum, anal canal, and anal ring beautifully open as if to say, (Oh Ok, we are doing this – yeah, this is nice we can relax and open and do this – feels so incredible with a boys prostate and vesicle swelling – keep doing this we will orgasm). Our little birthday boy was finally there in about five minutes of me slowly increasing speed and depth. Wow, he was pushing back incredibly.
Caleb proclaimed, “Fuck Luke! It feels incredible. No pain – No Pain – just unreal pleasure. I know all said this is what happens, but holy Fuck, I never dreamed it would feel like the best sensation in my life! Fucking pound and jackhammer the fuck out of my boy pussy – ravage me, please and breed with big cums in me together, boys! Well, we veteran boys will not deny a boy a present like this on his 18th. I grabbed one shoulder with one hand and met Dillon's hand with the other under Caleb’s soaking nearly 8” cock squirting regular volleys. I was now thrusting so fast and hard on those little ass cheeks I knew he would be bruised in the morning, but surprisingly I felt him pushing back even further and harder.
Within minutes of pulling off of Dillon, Caleb cried out, “Oh Fuck! Holy Shit! I can’t believe this. I have never cum like this ever! Oh Fuck! Yes, harder, Luke, faster, fucking both of you now bust me!” Dillon and I raised his upper body as this drove my penis very deep and wide. Dillon stood on the bed, thrusting his dick balls deep into Caleb’s choking mouth. With my left hand, I held Caleb’s shoulder and, with my right, rubbed and cupped his sensitive glans. In seconds, he screamed and choked as Dillon pulled out of his throat and blew one of the most oversized loads I have seen from him in a long time. That was all Caleb, and I needed; he now climatically ejaculated so many ounces, exploding all over my cupped hand with the force of a raid can.
Caleb screamed, “OOOOOHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK IIIIIII”MMMMMMMMM CCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIINNNGGGGGGGGG, FFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK GGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDD”
Holy Fucking shit! It was as if this Twink had been saving up since puberty. His semen blasted up through my flooded hand and erupted with massive rope torrents all under Dillon's cock and balls and the underside of Caleb’s face, neck and chest.
I screamed out, “Fuck! Caleb! I am cumming! Breeding your Birthday Boy! Holy Fuck, I have not blown this big in a fucking while!”OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKK YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS FFFFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKK!” I counted five huge cum volleys deep up his pussy. He was now 18 and bred!
As he was continuing to lick all of his cum and Dillon’s cum, I pulled out of the boy’s ass and stood on the bed as well, holding on to our fantastic side top rails. Caleb sucked and slurped both our cocks; mine covered in my bred cum and his boy-pussy orgasmic oil and juice. If we thought he moaned a lot at supper, this was nothing in comparison after five minutes of cleaning us. We knelt, and the three of us sucked face-sharing in our sea of mixed boy-semen. He was an incredible first-timer, reading and anticipating the next moves and acts.
Caleb cried and said, “Thank you, Luke & Dillon – that was so much more than I ever dreamed possible. I did not know that when I opened and relaxed that anal sex up a boy’s pussy was like the best heavenly pleasure; I can’t believe the cum I just squirted – impossible power and volume, and I never even touched my cock – Best Fucking Birthday Ever! Now I would like to lie down, and Dillon breed me missionary; I will throw my head over the edge of the bed as I have seen the video on GayDemon – the best Gay porn site in the universe, of boys being able to deep throat massive cocks in that position. Luke, I must have that cock that just broke my virginity down my throat. Even if I die, it would be a great death!”
I answered, “Of course, Birthday Boy – you read our thoughts. But I will not choke you to death – you have to breathe through the trachea at the front of your throat and relax the esophagus to the stomach. We will go slow, and I will coach you.”
Again, Caleb nodded beamingly and said, “Best Fucking Birthday Ever!” We did just that. Not to ramble too much about the sex, but in an hour, Caleb had squirted semen ejaculate all over his chest and face three times and was finally balls deep on my massive dick as I rubbed his chest and fucked his incredible throat blasting semen right into his stomach.
Close to 4 am, he took both our cocks up his boy cunt and rode us tremendously as the three of us came together. Finally, nearly exhausted, we carried him to the sling. After 2 hours, he blew several volleys of massive rope stream boiling boy-cum, hitting his chest, face and the ceiling as Dillon and I alternated punch-fisting him. He could not believe that not only was his virginity taken tonight, but after nearly 12 hours of continuous penetration and expansion, he was now able to take an alternating fist and arm to the elbow up his pussy.
We carried him to the bed and laid him down between us. He spoke.
“I can’t believe the pleasure from cocks and fists – I am such a bottom boy, total slut. I never thought we would get a fist in me tonight, let alone you both punch fuck me to such a massive cum blow. My pussy feels empty, so get ready for round 2 at breakfast!”
I answered, “Well, Caleb, wait until you top and are fisting a boy – it is equally enjoyable. Tomorrow you will fuck and fist us or someone after we are done shopping and styling. Happy 18th, Caleb – I hope you enjoyed it all, my boy!” I recalled that David & Tommy were going to stop by Saturday, so they might tag along and join in an orgy later.
Caleb kissed both of us and said – you guessed it – “Best Fucking Birthday Ever!” We crashed asleep until noon later that day.
