the long weekend, part 2

When A wakes up he is horny. I am lying next to him. He sniffs around my crotch, gently licking the outline of my cock through my boxer briefs. He takes a mouth full of fabric, taking my cock with it. I get hard but only allow him a few minutes of play time before I push him away. He has a lot ahead of him tonight. He lies on his back. I remove his underwear. His cock is rock hard and his balls are a bright red from the string that still ties them together. I gently untie the string and remove it. He gasps loudly and exhales. The color returns shortly. I turn him over. The black circle of the buttplug protrudes like an alien limb out of his ass. I grab a hold of it. Breathe regularly, I say. He takes a deep breath and I slowly remove the black tool. It exits with a loud pop that makes me smile. His boycunt is a pink mess. There is still cum leaking out of him from the loads he got last night. The pink eye quivers. I know it's hungry.

I slap his ass and he gets up. His body is tall and lanky, not a hair visible on his smooth tan skin. His cock stands rigidly in front of him. A few drops of pre-cum drip on to the floor. He smiles at me. I grab him by the hand and lead him to the shower. He gets in and begins cleaning himself everywhere. I walk to the living room and make a few phone calls. Everyone is available and ready. Good, I say into the phone.

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When he is dry, he walks to me. I grab his balls and tie them back up. His cock stiffens in my hand. He bends over and I insert the black butt plug back inside. He stiffens again. He stands up. I select another pair of these, his black chucks, and a tight white t-shirt. Thats it. When we are ready, we walk out to my car. A guy from next door stares out of his window at the half-naked boy by my side. We drive off. In a few short blocks I pull up to the apartment. A gets out and walks confidently upstairs to 302. Before I knock I pull out the familiar blue handkerchief. He smiles and I pull it tightly across his eyes. His cock is rock hard. So is mine. I knock. K answers. He smiles brightly and shakes my hand. He grabs the kid by the band of his underwear and pulls him inside. I walk in, too. In addition to K, J, & F, there are 6 other guys standing around in various states of undress. K pushes A to his knees in the middle of the room. There are 3 cameras set up. 2 on tripods in different parts of the room. One of the other guys has a hand-held in his hands. Belts start unclasping. Soon, they all surround my boy and begin slapping their cocks against his smooth cheeks. He opens his mouth and a phalanx of cock invades his mouth. He starts gurgling and drooling again.

"We'll have it up on webcam in a few," K says. He slaps me on the back and shakes his head.

Good, I say and then turn around. As the door shuts I can hear A moaning like a bitch in heat.