“No! Stop! No! – Fuck -off- Fuck- Stop, NO!!” Austin screamed as I jumped and was startled awake.
I immediately squeezed him and said, “You're safe! You're safe! You're safe! It is me, Jake! You're safe!”
Austin rolled over, looked me in the eyes, and started to shake with panicked choppy breathing and weep saying, “I am sorry Jake, a bad street-mere!”
I whispered, stroking his forehead, mop-top perfect hair, “It is OK Austin, sort of expected, it will take time.” We nibbled on each others’ lips.
He asked, “What time is it?”
I replied, “Seems to be about 8:15 AM.”
Austin answered, “I have not felt this relaxed in over 2 years Jake, can we nap and snooze a bit more please?”
“Of course, we have no plans. Let’s just coast, relax, and rest.” We kissed slowly and nibbled. He closed those emerald jewels; in seconds was calmly, peacefully asleep.
I was mesmerized watching his eyes twitch as he fell into REM sleep mode. His darker blonde-brown eyebrows and lashes, so much like classical trim work on a fine artwork frame. I could watch him sleep and breathe for hours, maybe even days. I have never been so in love with anyone before.
It was so weird to finally reconnect with him. Just a few weeks back when I was hooking up at the bathhouse fisting event, I fantasized it was him fucking and fisting me. In my mind I had aged him from his high school grade 9 image last I saw of him. Never did I imagine that he would grow in 4 glorious years into the incredible, so hot, and gorgeous young man that lay before me.
I dozed off myself. I opened my eyes. The far large clock said 11:30 AM. Holy shit! I have never slept this late. Austin was still sleeping away, in a very deep sleep, with the odd moan and groan. I knew best to let him take as much as he wanted and needed. He was still facing me. I felt just the tip of his nocturnal erection dripping on my thigh. Little whimpers and sleep smiles emerged as I watched those eyes go crazy under his closed soft boyish lids. He was having a great sex dream. I hoped I was part of it but did not care. The running pre-cum down my leg was a total morning treat. I could hardly wait to gently take his entire 8.25” manhood down my throat to his neatly trimmed blonde pubes, waiting for his gushing sweet milkshake to fill me up. UUMMMHHH ! I moaned.
After another hour of gazing and drooling at him, I decided to slowly slip out of bed and replace myself with my pillow. It took me 5 minutes, but I managed to do it as he was still so out of it exhausted. Poor Boy! Fuck! I wish he would have reached out and found me on Facebook or LinkedIn. Of course, I could have also, but the age difference until he was older was sort of weird, not pedo-like, but I have never been interested in sex with anyone not the same age as me until they had matured into a young man. A beautiful young man he sure is. Once he woke up, hydrated, ate, and refreshed, I started to plan today’s orgasms and ejaculations.
I went to the kitchen and made a fresh pot of coffee, toast, eggs, and mixed melon fruits. I came back to the bedroom and sat in the black leather chaise lounge right beside the bed watching that boyish angelic face with those blonde whisps dangling over his eyes and rosy cheeks. I suddenly realized we had forgotten his rhinestone earrings at Mona’s clinic. No matter, I will text her and she can drop them off, or we pick them up sometime. I recalled she wanted to chat in confidence about his parents’ biology or some shit; I did not know where she is going but if she felt I needed to know, then it was important.
I ate and did work on my laptop and cruised work and porn sites. Keeping an eye on sleeping beauty my cock went in and out of oozing erection for hours. I texted Mona, about the earrings. She replied she wanted to stop in for supper only briefly and a quick chat with the 2 of us, and would bring the earrings. Sounds good I texted back.
It was 1:52 PM. I see Austin’s eyes flutter awake as the sun is beaming in the window now as my unit faced partially South-Southwest. I smiled as he looked at me so peacefully happy- he grinned ear to ear. He spoke.
“That is the fastest 20-minute snooze I have ever had. What time is it now again?”
I replied, “Almost 2 PM Sunday.” His eyes bugged out and he was sad.
“Fuck! I’m sorry Jake, it is the years of sleep deprivation, I guess. I wonder how long it will take me to be sleep-deprived and be up to a normal schedule?” He spoke.
I answered, “Who fucking cares; just one day at a time.” Austin smiled and threw back the covers, and rolled out of bed naked and hard, but then got a very embarrassed look of great concern.
“Oh, Fuck Jake! The bed is damp. I think I pissed myself…Oh, Fuck me!” Austin starts to weep and sigh.
I replied with a huge smile saying, “Oh it is not piss, I am sure Austin, take a closer smell and taste.”
With a half smirk and frown, Austin leaned over and smelled, and licked the sheets.
“Holy shit! It is cum,” he said.
I answered, “Yes! Remember you asked me to slow fuck you all night, so I did. You had multiple ounces of strong ejaculations. The pool is combined with my ounces of cum that I blew up your heavenly pussy, dripping out of you all morning and afternoon as you, sleeping beauty, had more wonderful sex dreams.”
Austin came over and kissed me passionately saying, “I last remember dreaming that we did an entire day of mutual deep rimming, even rimming outside on your balcony. When we each were in the bottom position outside in my dream we did various positions, Doggie, Missionary side to side. Even put towels under behind our knee pits and used your ropes to tie our legs around the outside balcony chaise lounge. Then the other would kneel on cushions and eat and eat and eat the boy-cunt before them until we each came just from the deep anal tongue striking our prostates and other boy glands and nerve endings.”
I answered giggling, but sort of feeling bad for what I was about to say, “Maybe it is good that you were sex deprived so long because now I get to be the lucky slut to get you all caught up…I can hardly wait and hope we can draw It out!”
“I am fucking starving! Can you feed me lover Jake!” Austin pleaded. I nodded and led him hand in hand with us both nude out to the Kitchen Island. I am not a big meat eater, but this time, I broke out the T-bone steak, eggs, and bacon with home fries, fruit, and yogurt. Cooked it all up on my indoor gas grill.
All the while, Austin was drinking his coffee, juice, and water and going through his plethora of vitamins and supplements. He sprayed his penis with the steroid spray and then gave a blowing breeze from his pierced lips, also cutely waving his long fine hands. Then a few powders are sprinkled around his groin and genitals.
I stated, “Cum and get it horny hungry punk.” He smiled and sauntered sexily to the kitchen island.
“Wow, Jake! This looks awesome. I am going to get fat living with you!”
I replied, “Oh boy, don’t you worry, I have lots of caloric burning planned; when we are not doing sex and BDSM, we will be working out with my weights and bands. There is a pool in the building with a fitness center also. The guy's change room and showers are clothing optional, with Steam, Sauna, Whirlpool, and warm and cold plunge pools. Lost of caloric burning fun happens down there!”
Austin dove into his breakfast-lunch moaning and groaning. God, I loved watching him eat. So many of us that are comfortable and well-off, take food for granted. I remember in basic training we were forced to go days and days without food and water. Most have no idea what it is like until you do it. It takes about 5 days before the body just says, fuck-it, and turns off the food cravings…that is until you smell or see it!
Just then I got a text update from Mona. She asked if she could bring 2 close friends with her tonight, as they have some incredibly great confidential news for Austin and me. She insisted I not tell him anything at all. I texted back, OK but very anxious to know. She replied it's all good- relax.
Austin finished and had a few nice boy belches and asked, “Jake, do you have a spare new toothbrush?”
“Yes, I sure do. After you brush, I was thinking I could cream your beautiful hands and feet with that special protein steroid cream from Mona. Then I thought we could lie out on the balcony and nude sunbathing as the sun is just hitting it now. We can cover your penis with a light white cotton towel or shirt. Let’s just relax and drink water or juice, Gatorade, and get some vitamin D. Maybe it will lead to some outdoor sex play but let's just see as we go,” I said.
Austin answered, “That sounds like a dream vacation! Can we first quickly hang up my wonderful clothes and attire; maybe you can spare a drawer or two for my socks, undies, jocks, thongs, and harnesses you got me?”
“Of course, my dear. I know sometime later tonight we can go through all the drawers and cupboards more slowly in the play space. You go brush and wash up, and I will start in the bedroom, but let’s get out to the sun asap. I have a brand-new highest-end iPhone for you. We can finish pairing it and adding apps and contacts while we enjoy the rays,” I said.
Austin smiled and headed off to the bathroom. 5 minutes later he met me in my large walk-in closet. It is a good thing I have never been a crazy clothing hoarder like some, so I had plenty of room for another boy’s things and attire. Naked I was bending down to move his other pairs of shoes we had bought. I was not even aware that he had tiptoed in behind me. Surprised I was with a gasp I released a great moan and sigh as I felt 2 hands pull apart my tight butt cheeks, and Austin’s fantastic bar-belled tongue and lips slide up and down my crack and over my sensitive hole.
“OOOOOHHHH FFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK YYYYEEEEEAAAHHH,” I exclaimed.
“Grab your ankles soldier and pull open your rosebud for me!” Commanded Austin. I was not even sure how he knew for sure that I had a rosebud from my dildos and fisting life, but I guess it was a no-brainer eh! He gasped and whispered- he had never seen anything so beautiful; I bloomed and pushed out my entire anal canal and sphincter. In width, I was about 4” wide, and out it came about 2 inches. His studded tongue and lips went completely wild. I had never felt sensations from anyone like this before. I reached around and grabbed his hair and gently pulled his entire mouth and face into my cavern. I thought I was moaning a lot, but Austin was going on about 10 times louder than he does during his food consumption. He swirled around those studs and balls on my outer anal ring and then quickly flicked it deep into my bloomed petals. Incredibly he got so deep up my cunt I could feel his mouth and chin assaulting my prostate. Holy Fuck! This was an impossible pleasure and a sensations I had never felt before.
I cried out, “Oh Fuck Austin, it's so good, you are going to make me cum.”
He answered, “On my face and mouth please Jake!” A minute later, I could not take it anymore. I swung around holding my cock; raging gushing precum cock. I gave it just a few strokes to his open studded mouth and tongue as he looked up into my eyes yearning for the drink of life.
I screamed, “OOOOOOHHHHH FFFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKK AAAUUUUSSSSSTTTTIIIINNNN IIII AAAAAMMMM CCCCCCCCUUUUUMMMMMMING!” I shot 6 powerful thick white ropes of cum all over his mouth, face, and hair; some even into his beautiful eyelashes and brows. The smiling look of pleasure on his face was out of this world. Forget the steak and eggs, all he needed was cum, cum, and more cum! I stood him up. We shared in a nice cum swap dessert, with my boy-cunt juice.
I started to lick my semen from his head and face. Austin pulled away grinning and spoke.
“Please Jake, I want your seed to dry on my face all day. I love the feeling as boy-cum liquefies and runs down to my waiting mouth. I like to finger-feed it into me, or you can also. I want more cream pies outside all afternoon from both of us, if that is, OK?”
I responded, “Are you fucking kidding me you hot Twink punk! You are so amazing, and I am so in Love with you!” (I started to tear up). “I am so sorry, I should have been a real man and approached you in Grade 9, I am such a chicken shit pussy! The pain and loneliness we have both suffered, can you ever forgive me!” Tears now streaming from my eyes and cheeks.
Austin replied while holding his finger to my lips, “You stow that bullshit right now soldier! We forget the past and live for the future; come, let’s get some rays on that awesome deck and dick!” We giggled and went hand in hand out to my large balcony. I grabbed his foot, and hand cream, and a few white towels and shirts.
Austin said, “Wow! This is fantastic and huge, how big is it?
I answered, “The balcony is about 9 Ft deep and maybe 27 ft wide. I know this because I recall the ratio on the plans when I bought the place last year for $1.5M. Yes, Mom & Dad helped, as they also helped Mona, until we were established. Dad owns quite a few different businesses in town, like gas stations, restaurants, strip malls, etc. It is great when parents can help their kids start nearly debt-free, with a nice independent place to live. It is the only way, even with my $200K+ annual income that I can afford to live here. The fees are ridiculous, but look at the fantastic amenities and help we get from the staff and management.”
We made ourselves comfortable lying on the lounges with our white towels beneath us. Austin had a white shirt ready to cover his hard cock and swelling balls.
He said, “I am so glad Jake that your IT master’s degree paid off so well for your success and career. I hope someday I can equally contribute to our household. Not to digress, but I think my penis and testicles look somewhat better today.” I stared and licked my lips and spoke.
“Austin, you know it is complete torture not being able to eat that incredible cock down my throat.”
“Yeah, no shit. What about me? You know how bad I want to pound your pussy, in every position everywhere; on everything in this play space, blowing my loads in you and all over your face. Then I want to put my cock that was just up your sweet bum deep in your mouth, so you can taste my cum mixed with your cunt juice.”
I smiled and said, “God, I love you so much!” We passionately kissed and tried to settle down as we just got into the sun. I grabbed his protein cream from Mona and started to massage a copious amount into his pretty and flawless feet. Yes, still some scabs but already in a day so much better.
“How did you keep your nails so nice on the street; yes, still got the pressure blisters and the like but all is somewhat better,” I asked. Austin spoke.
“Well along with the dental oral hygiene freebies, the city hands out free nail clippers and files. Other street fucks used to laugh at how obsessed I was with my oral care, nails, etc. During my first month out there, I noted when guys had major foot infections it seemed to start in the ingrown uncut nails. The overgrowth digs into the skin; it will even split the callas. With our falling apart footwear, exposure to the elements, or our own, or others dripping shit, infection is almost a certainty. I always figured foot conditions lead to a sedentary life which leads to one foot in the grave. Another reason why my bike was a lifeline.” I continued to massage his feet and hands.
Austin asked, “Jake, I know we are on 36 here, and other unit’s even higher, and no one from the building can see us, but the other buildings around, can those people see us nude with binoculars, or if they are pervy with telescopes; like does anyone ever call the cops?”
I giggled, “Well, I am sure they can tell even from a distance that we are nude with our cute, trimmed bush and balls, even without visual aids. I have seen lots of folks in all those buildings, of all genders also nude. No one cares. Lots of sex goes on up here in the sky on nice warm calm days. Most just enjoy it. If anyone calls the cops, I think they just say report it to the building security. Building security does not give a flying fuck, if we are being not too noisy and fucking our brains out. Also, half the security and cops in this city are as queer as they cum!” Austin laughed and nodded his head. I began to rub his hands peering into his eyes.
“Thank you Austin for working so hard at keeping well for me, before we met again,” I said tearing up. He leaned over and licked my tears. Suddenly he lifted my arm and exposed my armpit. Holy shit! I had never felt this pleasure. His studded mouth and tongue devoured my left pit as I panted. Here, I thought, I would be the one training him on sex and BDSM pleasure. We kissed some more and laid back enjoying the rays fully nude. After 30 minutes I covered his marble penis with a white cotton shirt. He reached out, and we held hands stroking our palms. The cream had soaked in immediately.
After another hour I went in and got some water. I also grabbed my red soft rope more white towels, and a full tub of coconut oil. One so we could use it to soothe our skin from the drying sun, and 2 for…Well, you know!
I handed Austin the water; he saw all the extra stuff I had brought out. He smiled and sighed in a sexy yearning. I motioned for him to lift his legs so I could sit in front of him on his lounge with my feet to the side, with his legs around my waist. I kept his white shirt on his very hard dripping penis. With the coconut oil, I greased my hands and massaged his hair, face, and neck. The look of pleasure-lustful; so turned on, was very evident. I continued with more oil on his chest, arms, legs, and feet.
I said, “Here, let's lower the backrest to a flat 0 incline; turn over so I can massage your back and gorgeous ass.” He lightly smiled. He knew I was planning on a major reciprocal rimming to take him back into his sleep sexy dream. I really want to pound his boy-cunt like step-sis did last night. I had no problem that she came up his ass before I did. I mean I filled his stomach, so that was memorable. After I had slathered his head, back, legs, and feet I returned to his sweet ass cheeks. Thin yet sculpted and just right. Yes, they needed a bit more meat, but that would cum in time.
I massaged his anal ring some more. He turned his head smiled and smirked with sighs and gasps. I pulled apart his butt cheeks and brought my tongue to bear as I delved deep into his open gaping and winking pink punk hole.
“Austin whispered, “Jake, I have not showered or douched, so I hope I am all good.”
I replied, “Don’t worry my love, all I taste is anal lube and my cum ruminants. By the way, a little punk Twink shit never hurt any of us, so relax and enjoy this for me.”
He sighed and moaned, I could feel more years of stress and tension melt away from his pussy and body. I pushed my mouth and tongue so far up his gaping cunt, I could see in the sunlight as I withdrew a clear tunnel so far in him with no obstructions or matter. Already his little prostate begging for its morning clearing. I ate his boy-cunt some more until I saw thick white semen squirt from his rock-hard cock sticking out from underneath and between his legs. I got up above him from behind as he stayed flat and face down to the side. I leaned forward and kissed him as my raging erection entered his wide-open Twink asshole. I pulled my mouth off his face to see and hear his sighs, moans, and whimpers, as his exhalation said it all. Fucking a boy in this position is wonderful; it gives such an awesome strike on the prostate, seminal vesicle, and Cowper's glands. Most bottoms can ejaculate a hands-free shitload in this position. I quickened my thrusting and slid in balls deep.
Austin cried out, “OH Fuck Jake! So beautiful! I feel your pubic hair deep in my cunt, pound lover, breed me, fucking breed me you hot fucking huge cock stud!” Ok so if that is not the line to say hit the gas, I sure do not fucking know what is. I grabbed his hips and pounded him like I have never fucked anyone before ever! Again, he begged for harder and faster. I was sure his ass was going to be purple with bruising, and Mona was going to whoop and slap me silly, when I was supposed to be gentle fucking him.
He screamed, “Now Jake! Give me your all! Fuck me as hard and as fast as you can! Fuck me, Jake, fuck me, Fuck me now harder!” I was sweating profusely. This was the greatest workout I have ever done. The chaise lounge was bouncing and walking on the balcony concrete from my pounding his anal slut gushing hole.
“In my mouth and face, in my mouth Jake, Oh Fuck. I am going to cum, OOOOHHHHH FFFFFFUUUCCCKKKK JJJJAAAKKKKEEE FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK MMMMMEEEEE!” His penis which was not supposed to have any friction, now squirted about 4 feet off the end of the lounger. I could feel my huge orgasm building and building. I did not think I had cum like this in years.
I yelled, “Oh Fuck Austin, here it cums! Oh Fuck it’s a gusher holy fuck me….OOOOHHHHH GGGGGOOOODDDDD YYYYYYEEEESSSSS!I hopped off his back and just in the nick of fucking time got my cock pointed up to his angelic punk Twink face and head; he turned to the side perfectly just as I drenched and sprayed semen like a ratcheting sprinkler. I counted 7 powerful huge volume squirts covering and pelting his face, head, and upper back body.
He was laughing; so happy, like winning the lotto jackpot.
Austin proclaimed, “Holy Fuck me! That was the most fucking incredible unreal cum I have ever had. No one has ever fucked me like that. Wow! Jake, that is the greatest cum I have ever seen come out of a guy. It tastes fantastic! Look at me, this is so much more cum than I ever imagined. Holy shit! I want more, you are a Fucking stud! Dear God, it must be 7 ounces, like an ounce from each blowing squirt you did, I fucking swear!” We kissed and cum shared some more.
I said, “Come let me wipe your face.”
Austin replied, “No fucking way! This is my reward, my badge of honor. You leave it on my face to dry. I must roll over because my cock is sore now from the cum and rubbing on the lounge pad though.” Now I felt a bit bad about that. I forgot that although this position would bring my boy great anal prostate pleasure, his healing penis would be roughed up some. Austin rolled over and we kissed. He wanted to raise the lounge back, I said no, leave it. I put a patio cushion under his head. I grabbed the towels and rope and began to tie his legs up over his head with the rope knotted to the far top lounge legs. Austin was beaming and spoke.
“Oh, Fuck Yes! Round 2!” His dripping boy-cunt was releasing ounces of my semen that had cum as I bred him just moments ago. Now I slid down with another lounge cushion under his lower back and ass. My face and mouth were right at his boy cunt in a very relaxing position for both. Again, as before, I delved deep as I could sucking his anal canal and pulling out his ampulla with my mouth. Slurping my cum from his savory boy-cunt was exquisite and so fucking hot. The look of pleasure on Austin's as I swirled and sucked his inner twists and turns, just as he had done to me earlier; was such a reward to me now. His titanium penis was pointing straight at his face and mouth now. Any ejaculation that I brought to him, would cover that gorgeous Twink Blonde punk head and chest. He looked at the tub of coconut oil. I looked at it and looked back at him. Like a kid ordering candy, he nodded in a begging plea. He wanted me to fist him; how could I resist?
After I had eaten his hot anal pussy clean from my previous little cums, I slathered my right hand and arm with the coconut oil. I knew from yesterday's play, that going shoulder-deep would not be a problem. In about 5 minutes my entire right hand slipped into his hot hole. I twisted and twirled it around. The look of sheer joy, bliss, and total delight fell upon my love. I slathered more lube on my arm as he nodded in approval. Slowly as Mona had done, I found his third hole. I circled a few times, and it opened up like the “Pit of Carkoon,” from Star Wars. Holy shit! Was he ever turned on now? Austin was begging for my arm to his ballroom until he felt those armpit hairs that he had been eating earlier, tickle his outer cunt ring and balls. His gasps and breathing said he was building another great prostate-releasing cum. I felt I was doing my duty directed by his physician. After another few minutes, I saw thick white cum start to drip from his penis directly into his mouth and face.
Now I knew what Mona had felt. Once through his sigmoid, my little anal slut just opened right up, like a fucking Mineshaft! With great ease and one fluid motion, I ventured up his descending to the curve of the ballroom. Wow, some great anatomy he had. I think a lot of gay boys are born with special anal and colon abilities to bring them the greatest pleasure. Once my elbow hit his splenic bend, my wrist was pushed tight to the top of his ascending colon. I could feel on my forearm his panting lungs and pounding heart; I slid in and out and around like doing curls at the gym. Austin was going completely nuts and started crying out and hollering, to the point I was worried that neighbors might just complain. Suddenly I looked up because something caught my eye. Fuck! Mona is here! She is with another woman and a man. I forgot she had my entry codes and pass fob also.
The 3 of them come out to the balcony! I froze in panic and horror!
Austin yelled in protest, “Fuck Jake! Don’t stop! I am so close to painting and whitewashing my face! The 3 visitors come out further into view of Austin, also in a bit of shock. They are smiling and giggling away.
The well-dressed professional man with a laptop briefcase says, “Yes Jake, don’t fucking stop on our account, finish the poor boy’s ballroom cum for Christ's sake. We have helped our son get ballroom fisted by boy groups many times, now keep going, get er done!” Austin and I looked at each other as they sat down a few feet away. We shrugged our shoulders and continued. I slid and pounded harder and faster than I had been. Austin was even more turned on by the audience. His throbbing iron cock was running steady white cum all over his face and mouth now. He started to moan and holler louder as we got back to where we had been. The 3 visitors started to edge us on.
Austin screamed, OOHHH FFFFUUUCCCKKK JJJAAAKKKEEE HHEEERRREEE IIITTT CCCCCUUUMMMMSSS YYYYEEEESSSS FFFFFUUUUUCCCCKK YYYYYYEEEESSSS MMMOOORREEE FFFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKK HHHHOOOOLLLLY SSSSHHHHHIIITTT YYYYYEEEESSSS!” Oh, my fucking God. My little Blonde Twink punk just put me to shame. His quivering throbbing prostate and glands sprayed a geyser of semen all over his face and mouth. I counted 10 separate rhythmic eruptions as the visitors applauded his damn near cup of semen over 15 minutes of release. Austin could almost not see and his face, mouth, and hair; he looked like white yogurt exploded from a 250 ml tub. He took his fingers and rubbed it all over his hair; then into his mouth sucking all his stringy semen while spooning it into his slurping oral orifice; moaning like it was his favorite meal again.
The man and the woman whispered and smiled. Mona was very happy also. I withdrew slowly my hand and arm from Austin’s massive cavern. Mona quickly slipped in and checked his prostate and glands.
“Wow! Good boy! It is so much softer today and at least 50% better, so in a few days and more sessions like that, you should be prostate-perfect.” Said Mona smiling away. I overheard the professional man and woman say something about Austin looking at the spitting image of someone. Then I got distracted.
(Author Note: The next parts are the only small connection to my other writings of “Femboi Saves The World and Boy Bonding Cave Dungeon. There will not be any further major relation back to those storylines or the quantities and sizes…trying to keep it somewhat real and fresh!)
I untied Austin’s legs. We kissed and cum shared.
Mona said, “Boys, can we go inside and chat? Here, I have your pretty earrings Austin that Ernesto gave you.” We each grabbed a towel and our water bottles; headed inside and sat close holding hands on the sectional. Mona and the couple took up position on the longer side. “Oh, Austin sweetie, Let me get you a cloth to get the rest of your wonderful boy-cum off your face.”
Austin replied, “No! You will do no such thing. When you interrupt our sex, you get what you see. The boy-cum remains!” The man and the woman say something like he is so adorable. “So, what the fuck is this all about?” Austin is sort of pissed.
Mona takes a big breath and says, “Austin, first as your doctor…. ah….Jake, can you get us all a drink and make Austin a tripe straight Whiskey maybe.”
Austin screws up his face and says, “I am 18, not 19 yet, and I am not embarrassed about our ballroom fisting with you here, I do not give a flying fuck, who you are, or what you want.”
Mona said, “It is Ok sweetie, let’s say it is medicinally prescribed, by your doctor. You will need it, I think.” Now I did get concerned. Austin was worried but keeping it together.
Mona continued as I made us all the liquor. “Austin, I must tell you something that I noticed strange in your medical records about your parents. This will come as a shock, but in the end, I think you will be very happy and have a great life with Jake.”
I brought Austin and all the trays of drinks. Austin grabbed his 8 oz of whiskey and chugged the entire thing straight back. He then coughed and hacked; embarrassed trying to play up a major bad boy image. All we had on were towels, barely covering our cocks. We were soft, for now anyway. Cum still dripping and caking on his angelic punk face and hair. So Fucking cute!
Mona continued, “Austin, during last night's tests, I confirmed that your blood type is O-, it is stated the same on your health record. Austin nodded and confirmed “Yes.” Well both Glen and Karen, the man and woman who claimed to be your parents are both AB+, so it is impossible that you are their biological child.
I could get in a lot of trouble, but I insisted I had to help you confirm your lineage. I researched your mother and her maiden name, from your maternal Grandmother, who passed and left you that ring. Your maternal Grandfather Johannes, died in an industrial accident before you were born. At that time, your Grandmother Ursula was in her late 20’s. She always wanted children with Johannes, but he did not. After he passed, she was so distraught, that she adopted a little girl who had been sexually abused by her original birth mother who was a drug addict. That little girl is the woman you know as Karen, who raised you with Glen. Due to the sexual abuse, Karen had a hysterectomy to save her from bleeding to death from the attempted murder of her street mother who was stoned on heroin at the time. Karen was 3 years old. When Karen grew up to be a young Woman, she met and married Glen; Glen had very poor sperm and could also never father a child, even with a surrogate, but they wanted a child of their own but never qualified for adoption for various reasons. But as I said, both of them are biologically not your parents.
Austin said, “Ok, well I am not too upset about that. Sorry I never knew about Mom’s…..Karen’s tragic toddler abuse, it is very sad…so then who are my biological parents?” I was all ears as this was just fucking unreal.
Mona said, “Well it is very complex, so I will hand it over to the lady here, her name is Kristina, and the man is her husband, Michael. Krystina and I by chance met at a Trans-convention before COVID-19 and have stayed friends ever since. No, they are not your parents but have the truth about who you are.”
Austin said, “Can I have a refill Jake, please?” I replied immediately, “Yup let me get the fucking bottle!” We all sort of giggle except not Austin. We were all sensing that this was going to be an unbelievable revelation.
Kristina said, “Thanks, Mona. Austin, I will try to connect the dots. We are personally involved in this revelation with some interesting backgrounds, but as Mona said, not as your parents. Michael and I are international lawyers. We do a few estates here and there, but mostly for friends and families and personal favor referrals. We are the lawyers for your mother’s estate!”
Austin tears up a bit, “What Mom….Karen is dead?”
Kristina says, “No, No Austin, Karen is fine. Ursula, the woman you knew as your grandmother is your biological birth mother.” I gulped a huge swallow of my drink.
Austin said, “What??? That is fucking impossible! When I was born, Grandma would have been in her low fifties or some fucking thing…or something….That is Crazy! You’re all fucking crazy!”
Michael said, “Please Austin, we know this is hard and complex, but we are here to help finally relieve the estate that has been in trust for 6 years.” Now both I, and Austin perked up. Mona was beaming ear to ear.
Kristina continues, “When Ursula realized so late in life that she still wanted to have a child of her own, she was ridden with guilt and sadness at the fact that Glen and Karen could not even adopt. Like I said, Glen and Karen have other issues that are of no consequence right now in us bringing this full circle. Ursula was so distraught with the dilemma before her. How, could she ever have a child so late in life just before she hit the change; and also at the same time satisfy Karen and Glen's need to raise a child?
Ursula confided the tragedy and dilemma in a much younger woman at her German ladies’ club. They became great friends quickly. The lady’s name is Gertrude. Gertrude is the woman who carried Ethan. Seeing as Michaels’ and my swimmers are not that great (too much weed and booze in high school), and me having a penis and testicles just like Dr. Mona, we could not create a child of our own. Gertrude was famously known to be a favorite surrogate in the city. We found a beautiful young couple more than 20 years ago. The man and the woman already had a beautiful baby boy named Nicholas.
However, they (The young couple with baby boy Nicky) were so destitute and poor, that their doctor advised them with their fantastic and drop-dead gorgeous looks, that the couple should donate sperms and eggs to be fertilized and impregnated into surrogates like Gertrude. We paid the couple several hundreds of thousands of dollars for their Sperm and Eggs. Gertrude carried the fertilized child and gave birth over 20 years ago to Ethan. Part of the agreement with Gertrude was that she wanted extra sperm from the gorgeous man that we would pay for, and give to her, for her personal use, which was strictly confidential. We only found out what she did with it about 10 years ago.
Gertrude, when the time was precisely right, defrosted the sperm and tested it under a microscope one night at her home. She invited the older Fraulein, Ursula, (Your birth mother) to come to her bedroom where she injected the gorgeous man’s donor sperm into your Mother’s (Ursula’s) Vagina and uterus when she (Ursula) was at peak ovulation. It would be one of the last times before the change of life would hit. The pregnancy by the grace of God took. Your Mother, Ursula gave birth to a beautiful healthy Baby Boy just over 18 years ago with a full head of lovely blonde hair, she named the boy….
Austin!” Holy Fuck!!!!
Austin gasped uncontrollably, and screamed with dripping tears, “OH MY Fucking God! Holy Shit!! How can this be!” Austin leans forward and starts to do a rocking stress motion, as he weeps covering his mouth.
Michael said, “We are almost there in closing Austin. Just relax all is wonderful. Your mother whom you only knew as your grandmother, Ursula, made the ultimate sacrifice so that Glen and Karen could raise a child and pretend to call him their own, with the agreement that she (Ursula- Birthmother & linear Grandmother) would be extremely involved with the care and raising of the child, you Austin.
Having you so late in life was very hard on Ursula's body. Over the next 12 years, she developed many health complications from birth and passed away at the young age of 64 when you were young. She gave you that ring you have on, a month before she passed and told you to never take it off until the time was right. She said you asked her how you would know when the time was right. She replied that a man will tell you. Well, now is the time. We know this because Ursula detailed it all in her will.
When Gertrude found out that Ursula was having a life-threatening health issue, she told her friend to come to us and get her affairs in order; even then in 2012, the estate was valued quite sizeably. Your maternal grandfather (Johannes) who tragically died in an industrial accident at his plant decades before you were born, had created a very successful steel and pipe manufacturing company. Ursula was the principal shareholder and sold it all a few years before her death. The proceeds were invested and became part of her estate.” Michael concluded.
Austin said, “Great! So, Glen and Fucking Karen are millionaires after all!”
Kristina said, “No! Not at all! They were specifically excluded from the will 99.999% with a clause that if they contested their .001%, they would get $0. There is no course also for them to contest, as Ursula left the entire estate to her only biological son, you Austin! You are pretty much the sole heir of the invested funds that have been sitting in trust waiting for your 18th birthday. We approached Karen and Glen a week before your coming of age. They said you ran off to join the gay circus. Well, we have heard that one before!
Austin asked, “So my grandma is my mom. That is why Mom and Dad (Like Karen and Glen) began to hate me so much after Grandma …I mean Mom died…Oh God! This is Fucking crazy. So how much are we talking Is like mine now after Glenn and Karen got their tens of thousands, I guess 6 years ago?”
Michael replied, “Well, let me check. As of today, the trust estate and market are valued at approximately….. ah…..ahhhh…. $897.743215….Million!!! Give or take a million with flux!!
Austin does a massive exhale and throws his face down into his lap, but the liquor hits his brain, and he falls face first planting his head into my area rug on the hardwood floor. I run to him, as does Mona and Kristina sitting beside him as he wails and wails. I am in shock and disbelief.
Michael said, “Austin, we have been trying to find you for 6 months now. So, if it were not for Jake rescuing you from the streets and taking you to Mona, and Mona being Mona known for her very deep and probing due diligence, we would not be here revealing all this now. Thank God, as fate would have it, someone up there appointed Jake as your lover and guardian hero, that is for sure!”
Austin said, “I have never taken the ring off since Grandma gave it to me when I came out to her about my sexuality. Now, it has practically grown into my fingers, so what is so significant about the ring coming off?”
Michale replied, “Well we have this small digital safety deposit box exclusively for your eyes only. It was detailed in her will here; that the ring is inscribed saying, “You are my Child. I love you eternally.” Then there are 5 numbers which are the combination lock to whatever she wanted you to have in here. It is obvious that she did not trust Karen and Glen.”
Austin gets up and walks to the window. I approach and hug him from behind as he grabs my arm and pulls me tight. There is not a dry eye in the place. He suddenly turns; all this is percolating, in his 18-year-old, former street brain. He spoke.
“Hey, so your son that you adopted from this…. Gertrude, you said, the l biological father is the same guy whose sperm made me in Ursula-Mom. Then that man also has a child with the mother before they created your test tube kid, so those 2 kids essentially come from the same man’s sperm and woman’s eggs, so they are for all intents and purposes…brothers yet born from different uteri. You then adopted and named your kid…what?
Kristina said, “Our adopted boy is Ethan, his damn near Twin older brother is Nicky. They live in the Promenade building, with us. Along with, a bunch of other, globally successful billionaires.”
Austin replied, “Well I am not quite a billionaire…but the 3 of us come from the same man's sperm, essentially our common father, so they are brothers and I am their….their….
Michael finishes it. “Yes Austin, you are their ½ brother. Ethan and Nicky, believe it or not, have an incredible resemblance to you, here look at their pictures. You can find them also on the Gay porn site called, “Femboys, Fuckers, Fisters, and Ass-Stuffers, (FFFAS) for short. They are billionaires from the millions and millions of subscribers around the world who adore their extremely Gay unbelievable BDSM acts. As of late, they have been expanding to new incredible Twink models. They also offer on weekends for boys and girls 18+, a Twink and dyke, bi-training multiday workshop, and recently even a total sex 1-year sabbatical. The founder of a company, named Josh & Taylor also has a legit medical equipment manufacturing company here in Toronto. If you subscribe, I think it is now USD 100 monthly you can watch and download any of their unbelievable videos.
As it ironically turned out, it is a long story, you can read on their website, but Nicky was brought by Josh to our Promenade Building down at the harbourfront, where one thing led to another; he met Ethan, our adopted boy and then the questions started so we had to tell them almost the same story we just told you. However, we had only found out what Gertrude did with the extra sperm 10 years ago when Your Mom-Ursula came to set up her will and estate planning for you, sole heir and benefactor. We never mentioned any of this to Nicky and Ethan, so they have no idea of your existence, and Gertrude will never say if she used all of the sperm on your creation with Ursula or not, so you all could have many half-brothers running around there for all we know.”
Austin and I poured over the pics of Nicky and Ethan, he said, “Holy shit, it is like I am looking in the mirror, the resemblance is unreal! What is my biological father like and how do Nicky and Ethan get along with them? I can’t fucking believe the 3 of us are like clones”
Michael said, “The relationship is very strained; Gertrude even tried. They are crazy religious fanatics and disapprove of the gay lifestyle, and yes the three of you are so ridiculously hot!”
Kristina said, “That is what we were whispering when we first saw you in that wonderful anal fisting with Jake. Nicky and Ethan are some of the world's most renowned extreme anal fists. It seems to run in the family from your biological father... ironic! They (Your Half Brothers) have even fucked, sucked, and fisted each other hundreds of times now. They were born from different women but from the same 2 people’s sperm and eggs. Fuck I need another drink! Michael more, yes?”
Michael replied, “Yes! Fucking more for sure! We will call James the building limo driver to drive us home. Austin, the next step is, you must get your ID replaced and open a bank account asap; Royal Bank is best as that is where we have our trust account with your funds. We understand Jake was going to assist with that on Monday, so we can meet you both at the Service Canada building and the Service Ontario building and redo all your health cards, Age of Majority, Social Insurance card, and driver’s licenses. In our search for you, we saw you were licensed until your 18th birthday from age 18, then you let it expire, but renewal is easy. If you need more lessons, we have another lady in the building who owns a national driver's ed if you need to Graduate still for G2 to G; everything is doable. Do you have a cell phone, that we can communicate?”
Austin answered, “Well Jake bought me an awesome iPhone Pro-max 15 ultimate and we were going to set it all up while sunbathing earlier, but got carried away, with our fucking and fisting” (Kristina says- so much like your older brothers or ½ brothers- she giggled and drank some more!) I ran the phone over to Austin and showed him the number. He set up Kristina and Michael as contacts.
Kristina with slurred speech, “So my beautiful boy, once you get that account open, we will send you some Docu-signs and then transfer the funds all in your name to it. If you need investment help, we have many great teams, we can refer you to, or find your own. We can also do a prenup for you and Jake here, once you have co-habituated for a year or decide to tie the knot, or not!
Austin replied, “My head hurts! Now, I have to figure out, how to get the ring off without cutting it.”
Mona said, “Well I can help with that. If there is nothing else, Michael and Kristina, you guys can get underway and ready to meet up tomorrow. Sorry step-bro Jake, you might have to work remotely from home or out and about Monday, OK?”
I replied, “Anything for Austin!” We hugged and kissed Michael and Kristina goodbye and saw them out the door.
They left. Mona said, “You boys go get some Andrew Christian assless jocks on and then come to the kitchen sink where I will have ice; bring a tub of coconut oil and a bucket for Austin to piss in.”
I knew the 3 steps she had in mind; likely would work. The digital safety deposit box with 5 digits sat there waiting for Austin to open it once he had the code. Mona was about to give him the dehydrating shot, which was in total contradiction to what we had been trying to do for the last few days; then to subject the poor kid to even more pain in the ice to try to shrink his hand down to slip off the ring, so that he could open the box. She wiped his arm with the rubbing alcohol and suddenly Austin said,
“Stop, wait!” He walked over to the box and entered 5 digits, Holy shit! It opened! He grabbed the whiskey bottle and walked to the sectional. Tearing up he said, “Please both of you; you are currently my best friends and lovers. Come one on either side while I sift through this.”
