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At last, you posted it... and it was worth the long wait!!!
Keep this one up, Neil.
Keep this one up, Neil.
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Taking Care of Jason
- Thread starter gsdx
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At my age it is hard to remember the players, so Neil, can you post more often?
*resumes rocking*
*resumes rocking*
I'll be posting soon. I have half the chapter written, and had written the other half, but didn't like the way it was going and I saw nowhere for it to go, so I deleted the crappy part this morning and am rewriting it.
Sorry, I'd hoped for an update today, but it doesn't look promising.
Sorry, I'd hoped for an update today, but it doesn't look promising.
I woke up this morning feeling pretty good and whipped off the rest of this chapter. Enjoy, and Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all of you.
Neil
I kind of felt sorry for Shawn's new friend. I think he was lost in the excitement, sort of like Shawn used to zone out on us and do things he didn't know he was doing. That's the impression I got when the new guy's orgasm was over. Funny how neither Jason nor I could remember his name. We'd have to pay better attention next time we heard it.
Anyway, when the new guy finished unloading his balls into Shawn's mouth, he opened his eyes and looked down at him, and then it was like he noticed us for the first time. He shoved his dick back into his pants and ran out of the room without even doing them up. Shawn was on his feet a moment later, chasing after him. Shawn's ass looked incredible in those open-mesh shorts he wore. He looked incredible any old time, but dressed in those shorts, he was mouth-watering. My cock rose to its full height once more as my mind imagined my face tucked between those cheeks as I stuck my tongue through that mesh and gave Shawn's ass a lick or two.
"Our baby is growing up, Scotty," Jason said, a hint of pride in his voice. "We taught him well."
"I think we've created a monster."
"Better that he's a cocksucker than a chainsaw killer."
"Maybe we can rent him out," I suggested. "Help pay for his upkeep."
Jason looked down at my swollen crotch. "He sure keeps you up, doesn't he?" He looked up into my face as I looked down at him. "It was his ass in those shorts, wasn't it?"
"Don't make me drool, Jason."
Jason grinned up at me. "I'm not so sure his ass belongs to you anymore. He seems quite smitten with his new friend."
I started to laugh, long and hard.
"What?" Jason asked.
"Since when do you use words like ‘smitten'?"
Before he could answer, Shawn reappeared in the room. His shorts were as open-mesh at the front as they were at the back. He seemed totally unaware of them. "My apologies, Sirs," he said professionally. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Whatever's going is fine by me, Shawnie."
"Same here," I added.
"How's your new friend?" Jason asked. His voice sounded genuinely concerned. "He ran out of here in a big hurry."
"James is okay," Shawn replied.
"James!" I said. "I've got to remember that name."
"He's rather embarrassed, but he's fine," Shawn continued. "I'd like your permission to ask him to stay the day."
"You don't need my permission, Shawnie," Jason said. "If you want him here, and he wants to be here, he's more than welcome to stay as long as he likes."
Shawn smiled his handsome smile. "Thank you, Sir," he replied.
Jason laughed suddenly. "How in hell do you manage to stay so formal when you're standing there in the underwear?"
Shawn looked down at himself, then back up, blushing as he raised his head, but smiling as well. "It's my job, Sir. Would you like breakfast in bed?"
Jason thought for a moment. "Nah," he said. "We'll eat at the table, but cook enough for you and James as well. You're both joining us this morning."
"That wouldn't be proper, Sir."
"I decide what's proper around here, Shawnie," Jason smiled. "Now, get that pretty little ass of yours to work before Scotty rips those shorts right off you."
Shawn smiled back. "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."
"We'll be out as soon as we have a shower."
Shawn nodded and left the room.
Jason hooked his arm behind my back and pulled me onto him once more. "Now, where were we?" he asked.
"Right here," I said and I pressed my lips against his.
* * * * *
James appeared more than a little bit embarrassed when Jason and I showed up in the kitchen stark-assed naked and with roaring hardons. He gasped as his eyes sprang wide open.
Shawn was working at the counter, still dressed in those mesh shorts and looking absolutely delicious. He looked around at the sound of James' small gasp and glanced at us, then to his new friend. "Get used to it, James," he said as he returned to his work. "Anything goes around here."
For me, ‘anything' was Shawn's scrumptious ass. It looked good in everything he wore, and it looked better in everything he didn't wear, but never had it looked as good as it did in those open-mesh shorts. I don't know what it was about them. Maybe the fact that they covered him, but they made him so accessible at the same time. I mean, he was wearing shorts, and I loved licking and tasting a man in shorts, but there was skin there, too, and I loved licking and tasting a man's skin. It was the best of both worlds. Two of life's greatest pleasures at exactly the same time.
I unconsciously licked my lips and began to move forward but I had taken only one step toward Shawn when Jason grabbed my shoulder, holding me firmly in place. When I turned to him, he was grinning. He knew what was going on in my mind. "I'm hungry," he said. "You can eat all you want after we have breakfast."
I looked back at Shawn's ass. It was quivering now, bouncing in tempo with his shoulders as he giggled quietly to himself. He knew what I had in mind as well. With one more lick of my lips and a rather sorrowful sigh, I followed Jason's guidance to the table and sat down. Shawn followed moments later with mugs of coffee for both of us. James already had his sitting in front of him. He was looking at us with the cutest look of confusion on his face that I've ever seen. "Don't you guys ever put on clothes?"
"When we go out we do," Jason replied. "Around here, it's not worth the time putting them on. As soon as one of us puts something on, the other one takes it off again." He shrugged one massive shoulder. "Saves a lot of time."
"And you do whatever you want anytime you want?"
"And with whoever we want," Jason added. "Except for you, of course, until you decide if you're willing to join in. Until then, you're off limits, but afterward. . . . If you see something you like, you go for it. We share everything around here, but we always know who it is we come back to, don't we, Babe?" He looked at me with his beautiful dark eyes and I melted under his gaze before he looked back at James. "Of course, it's up to you and Shawnie, too. If you'd rather stick to just yourselves, that's cool, but you'd better get used to sharing Shawnie with us. I'm not about to give him up."
"You mean like this morning when he went into your room and just started. . . you know. . . giving you a blowjob?"
Jason nodded, then grinned at the expression on James' face. "Don't worry, though," he continued. "You won't be neglected. If you're into it, you just shove your dick into any mouth or ass that's available. I recommend Scotty, here. He's the best cocksucker in town. Aren't you, Babe?"
"So I've been told," I said.
James was shaking his head slowly back and forth. "So, if I wanted a blowjob, I'd just ask for one?"
"Three mouths," Jason said. "No waiting. Of course, only Shawnie has your permission so far." He turned to our valet. "How was it, Shawnie?"
Shawn looked over his shoulder at us and grinned. "Delicious. I can't wait for the encore."
Blood rushed to James' face and ears, turning them a brilliant shade of red as he grinned in embarrassment. His gaze dropped to the table. "Aw, come on," he mumbled.
Jason laughed out loud. "God, you're cute when you blush," he exclaimed. "I think I'm going to enjoy having you around here."
"Which reminds me," Shawn interrupted as he turned toward us. "James doesn't go back to work until Wednesday night. Would you mind if he stays here with us until then?"
"If he wants to, sure," Jason said. "Whatever you want, Shawnie."
"I don't want to be a pest," James said quickly. His face was still red, but the blush was slowly fading. "I'll pay my share."
"Like hell you will," Jason told him. "You're here as Shawnie's guest and that makes you our guest, too, and guests don't pay to stay here. You can park that pretty little ass of yours here as long as you want."
"Thank you," James replied, blushing a deeper shade of red again.
"For what? Letting you stay here or for saying you have a pretty little ass?"
James' gaze dropped to the table again, but the grin remained. "Both, I guess," he replied.
I reached across the table and put my hand over James' hand where it rested on the table in front of hm. "What we're trying to tell you, James, is that you're welcome to stay here, but don't think you have to put out for us. We're a wacky group, but we don't make anyone do anything they're not comfortable doing. If you want to participate, that's fine. If you don't, that's fine, too. You set all your limits. Understand?"
James was still blushing, but his embarrassed grin turned into an appreciative smile. "Yes, I do. Thank you."
"We may tease you, but we'll never, ever expect you to do anything you don't want to do."
"Thank you," he said again. "This is all so new to me. It's going to take me awhile to get used to it."
"Have you enjoyed yourself here so far?" Jason asked.
With a glance at Shawn, James replied, "Yes. Very much."
"Then that's all that counts."
Shawn served our breakfast then. Mine was without Shawn's special seasoning that morning, but, when I looked at him, he knew without me saying anything and flicked his eyes quickly toward his new friend. I understood that he probably didn't want to gross James out. I didn't mind. I knew I could get it fresh from the pump after breakfast if I wanted it badly enough.
Jason wasn't quite as considerate of our company. I had barely made it through half of my breakfast when Jason jumped up from his chair and pushed it back with his legs, his hardon dangling over his plate. "Fuck this shit," he announced. "I can't concentrate on eating with this thing staring up at me!"
He turned toward me, his cock pointing directly at me. I knew my cue. I turned in my chair, grabbed Jason by the hips, and pulled his crotch toward me. He opened his legs, stepping to the outside of my own legs. The tip of his cock touched my lips as I opened them, then slid past them, into my mouth and then into my throat. In one smooth move, I was eating his entire cock and my nose was pressed into the hairy mat on his belly.
To my right, James mumbled, "Holy, shit," and then fell silent again as Jason hooked his fingers into my hair and began rocking his hips, sliding his cock into and out of my more-than-willing mouth.
"That's the way, Scotty," he grumbled gruffly, his voice full of excitement and good feelings. "Show Jimmy what that mouth of yours can do."
Jason fucked my mouth, shoving his cock in and out and letting everyone in the room know how good he was feeling with his loud moans and words of encouragement. He fucked me that way for a few minutes, his cock sliding easily down my throat and out again. Finally, he pulled out entirely, grabbing his meat with his right hand. His other hand still held my head firmly in place as he washed my face with his cock, my saliva and his precum leaving moist streamers on my skin. With practiced flicks of his wrist, he slapped my cheeks with his cock, the sound echoing throughout the kitchen.
His cockhead found my nose, poking into each nostril in turn and allowing me the opportunity to smell his sex. I had my tongue stuck out as far as it would go, licking his shaft wherever I could reach. Jason moved his hips back slightly, his cockhead coming to rest on my tongue. With more flicks of his wrist, he clubbed my tongue with his cock. Thin ropes of precum launched themselves against my face. Jason assaulted my face for a few moments longer, then angled his cock upward, pressing it into my face and maneuvering his hips until his balls were dangling before my lips. I gave them the treatment they deserved.
"Oh, yeah, Scotty," Jason moaned. "Do my nuts, Babe!"
I licked and nipped at his balls before sucking them one at a time into my mouth and rolling them around with my tongue. Jason grabbed my head again and hunched his hips into my face.
"Fuck, you know how to treat me good, Scotty," Jason mumbled through his clenched teeth. "Suck them good for me. Make me cum, Scotty. I need to cum!"
And he did. Moments later, he pushed my head away from his balls and got the swollen and smooth head of his cock inside my lips just as he unleashed his second torrent of cream that morning. His moans and groans rumbled through the apartment as he pumped volley after volley of his ‘jazz' into me.
I emptied his nuts for him savouring every drop and enjoying every quiver and twitch of his spasming body. I pulled him into my throat again, leaving his cock there until it began to grow soft.
My lips slurped and made a sucking sound when Jason jerked his hips back and away from me. His hands moved from my head to beneath my arms, lifting me quickly to my feet. He dropped to his knees and sucked my own rampant cock into his mouth. Minutes later, I was pumping my own cream into him.
When it was all over, Jason rose to his feet, kissed me, and sat down without saying a single word and finished eating his breakfast.
Just like that.
Welcome to the family, James.
* * * * *
Shawn was going to call for a taxi so he could go with his new friend to pick up some clean clothes for James, but Jason heard him on the phone and told him to cancel it. We'd take them.
"I don't want to be a bother," Shawn said.
"Do I have to smack you upside the head to get through to you, Shawnie?" Jason grinned. "It's no bother. Now, go get that pretty little ass of yours into something that won't get you arrested."
Jason turned to me and winked. "Maybe we should go get dressed, too," he joked. "You know, in case we have to get out of the car or something."
I sighed in mock exasperation. "Well, if you insist."
"If it's any consolation, I won't be wearing any underwear."
"Ooo! Kinky!"
A half-hour later, we were showered and dressed and heading to James' place. I rode in the middle of the front seat with my hand in Jason's open zipper, of course. He had a gear shift to play with and I thought it was only fair that I should be able to play with mine, too. It wasn't long before I'd pulled his cock out through the open jeans, though. It was much more fun to play with it when I could actually see it.
Playing with Jason's cock took my mind back to the days of ‘quid pro quo' when I'd first become involved with Jason. I remembered how much of a shithead he'd been to me then, how he always made me play with his cock whenever he was driving. And now he was such a sweetheart and I didn't have to be asked to play with him. It had become a matter of routine by now. I considered myself extremely lucky to have found in Jason the man of my dreams. What's more, I, apparently, was his. Life was good.
Jason had no objections to me waving his flag in public. He never did. He enjoyed me holding his cock as much as I did. I didn't really jerk him off or anything, but I did stroke it. Not much, mind you. Just enough to keep it hard. Besides, the longer I kept him hard, the more fun I would have with it later on when I could give it some serious attention.
Before long, the precum began to pop in Jason's piss slit. From the seat behind me, James asked, "Is that what I think it is?" To which Shawn replied, "Yup."
That made Jason's cock jump for some reason and a huge glob of lube gathered in a bubble at the tip. Not one to waste a tempting treat, I bent over and licked it off, savouring the delicious flavour of Jason's juices, and then, with a few noisy slurps for James' benefit, I sucked the head into my mouth and gave my man a taste of what was to come. Jason rewarded me with his own taste as more precum flowed out of his cock and onto my tongue.
I felt a tug on the back of the car seat and then James' voice came from just above me. "Holy shit!"
I sat back up again as James' hands released the headrest of the seat, leaned back, and smacked my lips before letting out the best ‘yummy' sound I could make. I glanced over my shoulder and smiled at James before my eyes lowered to his crotch, surprised to find it solidly encased in Shawn's hand. I was even more surprised to see Shawn's crotch encased in James' hand.
James' pale blue eyes found mine when I looked back up into his face. "Bet you never thought you'd be doing this when you went to work yesterday, did you?" I asked.
James' grin was delightfully innocent, but very pleasant. "No, but I think I like it."
My grin matched his as I winked at him.
Two blocks later, we were parked in front of James' apartment building. James and Shawn gave themselves time to let their cocks cool down a bit before getting out of the car. "We won't be long," Shawn said.
"Take your time, Shawnie," Jason replied with a smirk. "I have a feeling Scotty's going to be busy for the next few minutes anyway."
Taking my cue, I unbuckled my seatbelt and bent myself over Jason's lap, sucking his cock into my throat until the denim of his jeans tickled my nose and chin.
"See?" Jason added, then settled back into the seat to enjoy his blowjob.
I hadn't planned on doing anything other than some leisurely sucking, but Jason soon let me know that he wanted something a bit more serious than that. His fingers entwined themselves into my hair and his hands began moving my face up and down on his cock. It slid easily into and out of my throat. Soon, though, I'd set up my own rhythm and Jason removed his hands from my head, his left coming to rest on his thigh and his right falling to my back as I concentrated on pleasuring his cock.
I had bobbed my head only a few times when a strange voice spoke through the window behind me. "You lucky son of a bitch," the voice said. "I'd sell my soul for a blowjob right now."
Neil
TAKING CARE OF JASON
Chapter 29
Chapter 29
I kind of felt sorry for Shawn's new friend. I think he was lost in the excitement, sort of like Shawn used to zone out on us and do things he didn't know he was doing. That's the impression I got when the new guy's orgasm was over. Funny how neither Jason nor I could remember his name. We'd have to pay better attention next time we heard it.
Anyway, when the new guy finished unloading his balls into Shawn's mouth, he opened his eyes and looked down at him, and then it was like he noticed us for the first time. He shoved his dick back into his pants and ran out of the room without even doing them up. Shawn was on his feet a moment later, chasing after him. Shawn's ass looked incredible in those open-mesh shorts he wore. He looked incredible any old time, but dressed in those shorts, he was mouth-watering. My cock rose to its full height once more as my mind imagined my face tucked between those cheeks as I stuck my tongue through that mesh and gave Shawn's ass a lick or two.
"Our baby is growing up, Scotty," Jason said, a hint of pride in his voice. "We taught him well."
"I think we've created a monster."
"Better that he's a cocksucker than a chainsaw killer."
"Maybe we can rent him out," I suggested. "Help pay for his upkeep."
Jason looked down at my swollen crotch. "He sure keeps you up, doesn't he?" He looked up into my face as I looked down at him. "It was his ass in those shorts, wasn't it?"
"Don't make me drool, Jason."
Jason grinned up at me. "I'm not so sure his ass belongs to you anymore. He seems quite smitten with his new friend."
I started to laugh, long and hard.
"What?" Jason asked.
"Since when do you use words like ‘smitten'?"
Before he could answer, Shawn reappeared in the room. His shorts were as open-mesh at the front as they were at the back. He seemed totally unaware of them. "My apologies, Sirs," he said professionally. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Whatever's going is fine by me, Shawnie."
"Same here," I added.
"How's your new friend?" Jason asked. His voice sounded genuinely concerned. "He ran out of here in a big hurry."
"James is okay," Shawn replied.
"James!" I said. "I've got to remember that name."
"He's rather embarrassed, but he's fine," Shawn continued. "I'd like your permission to ask him to stay the day."
"You don't need my permission, Shawnie," Jason said. "If you want him here, and he wants to be here, he's more than welcome to stay as long as he likes."
Shawn smiled his handsome smile. "Thank you, Sir," he replied.
Jason laughed suddenly. "How in hell do you manage to stay so formal when you're standing there in the underwear?"
Shawn looked down at himself, then back up, blushing as he raised his head, but smiling as well. "It's my job, Sir. Would you like breakfast in bed?"
Jason thought for a moment. "Nah," he said. "We'll eat at the table, but cook enough for you and James as well. You're both joining us this morning."
"That wouldn't be proper, Sir."
"I decide what's proper around here, Shawnie," Jason smiled. "Now, get that pretty little ass of yours to work before Scotty rips those shorts right off you."
Shawn smiled back. "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."
"We'll be out as soon as we have a shower."
Shawn nodded and left the room.
Jason hooked his arm behind my back and pulled me onto him once more. "Now, where were we?" he asked.
"Right here," I said and I pressed my lips against his.
* * * * *
James appeared more than a little bit embarrassed when Jason and I showed up in the kitchen stark-assed naked and with roaring hardons. He gasped as his eyes sprang wide open.
Shawn was working at the counter, still dressed in those mesh shorts and looking absolutely delicious. He looked around at the sound of James' small gasp and glanced at us, then to his new friend. "Get used to it, James," he said as he returned to his work. "Anything goes around here."
For me, ‘anything' was Shawn's scrumptious ass. It looked good in everything he wore, and it looked better in everything he didn't wear, but never had it looked as good as it did in those open-mesh shorts. I don't know what it was about them. Maybe the fact that they covered him, but they made him so accessible at the same time. I mean, he was wearing shorts, and I loved licking and tasting a man in shorts, but there was skin there, too, and I loved licking and tasting a man's skin. It was the best of both worlds. Two of life's greatest pleasures at exactly the same time.
I unconsciously licked my lips and began to move forward but I had taken only one step toward Shawn when Jason grabbed my shoulder, holding me firmly in place. When I turned to him, he was grinning. He knew what was going on in my mind. "I'm hungry," he said. "You can eat all you want after we have breakfast."
I looked back at Shawn's ass. It was quivering now, bouncing in tempo with his shoulders as he giggled quietly to himself. He knew what I had in mind as well. With one more lick of my lips and a rather sorrowful sigh, I followed Jason's guidance to the table and sat down. Shawn followed moments later with mugs of coffee for both of us. James already had his sitting in front of him. He was looking at us with the cutest look of confusion on his face that I've ever seen. "Don't you guys ever put on clothes?"
"When we go out we do," Jason replied. "Around here, it's not worth the time putting them on. As soon as one of us puts something on, the other one takes it off again." He shrugged one massive shoulder. "Saves a lot of time."
"And you do whatever you want anytime you want?"
"And with whoever we want," Jason added. "Except for you, of course, until you decide if you're willing to join in. Until then, you're off limits, but afterward. . . . If you see something you like, you go for it. We share everything around here, but we always know who it is we come back to, don't we, Babe?" He looked at me with his beautiful dark eyes and I melted under his gaze before he looked back at James. "Of course, it's up to you and Shawnie, too. If you'd rather stick to just yourselves, that's cool, but you'd better get used to sharing Shawnie with us. I'm not about to give him up."
"You mean like this morning when he went into your room and just started. . . you know. . . giving you a blowjob?"
Jason nodded, then grinned at the expression on James' face. "Don't worry, though," he continued. "You won't be neglected. If you're into it, you just shove your dick into any mouth or ass that's available. I recommend Scotty, here. He's the best cocksucker in town. Aren't you, Babe?"
"So I've been told," I said.
James was shaking his head slowly back and forth. "So, if I wanted a blowjob, I'd just ask for one?"
"Three mouths," Jason said. "No waiting. Of course, only Shawnie has your permission so far." He turned to our valet. "How was it, Shawnie?"
Shawn looked over his shoulder at us and grinned. "Delicious. I can't wait for the encore."
Blood rushed to James' face and ears, turning them a brilliant shade of red as he grinned in embarrassment. His gaze dropped to the table. "Aw, come on," he mumbled.
Jason laughed out loud. "God, you're cute when you blush," he exclaimed. "I think I'm going to enjoy having you around here."
"Which reminds me," Shawn interrupted as he turned toward us. "James doesn't go back to work until Wednesday night. Would you mind if he stays here with us until then?"
"If he wants to, sure," Jason said. "Whatever you want, Shawnie."
"I don't want to be a pest," James said quickly. His face was still red, but the blush was slowly fading. "I'll pay my share."
"Like hell you will," Jason told him. "You're here as Shawnie's guest and that makes you our guest, too, and guests don't pay to stay here. You can park that pretty little ass of yours here as long as you want."
"Thank you," James replied, blushing a deeper shade of red again.
"For what? Letting you stay here or for saying you have a pretty little ass?"
James' gaze dropped to the table again, but the grin remained. "Both, I guess," he replied.
I reached across the table and put my hand over James' hand where it rested on the table in front of hm. "What we're trying to tell you, James, is that you're welcome to stay here, but don't think you have to put out for us. We're a wacky group, but we don't make anyone do anything they're not comfortable doing. If you want to participate, that's fine. If you don't, that's fine, too. You set all your limits. Understand?"
James was still blushing, but his embarrassed grin turned into an appreciative smile. "Yes, I do. Thank you."
"We may tease you, but we'll never, ever expect you to do anything you don't want to do."
"Thank you," he said again. "This is all so new to me. It's going to take me awhile to get used to it."
"Have you enjoyed yourself here so far?" Jason asked.
With a glance at Shawn, James replied, "Yes. Very much."
"Then that's all that counts."
Shawn served our breakfast then. Mine was without Shawn's special seasoning that morning, but, when I looked at him, he knew without me saying anything and flicked his eyes quickly toward his new friend. I understood that he probably didn't want to gross James out. I didn't mind. I knew I could get it fresh from the pump after breakfast if I wanted it badly enough.
Jason wasn't quite as considerate of our company. I had barely made it through half of my breakfast when Jason jumped up from his chair and pushed it back with his legs, his hardon dangling over his plate. "Fuck this shit," he announced. "I can't concentrate on eating with this thing staring up at me!"
He turned toward me, his cock pointing directly at me. I knew my cue. I turned in my chair, grabbed Jason by the hips, and pulled his crotch toward me. He opened his legs, stepping to the outside of my own legs. The tip of his cock touched my lips as I opened them, then slid past them, into my mouth and then into my throat. In one smooth move, I was eating his entire cock and my nose was pressed into the hairy mat on his belly.
To my right, James mumbled, "Holy, shit," and then fell silent again as Jason hooked his fingers into my hair and began rocking his hips, sliding his cock into and out of my more-than-willing mouth.
"That's the way, Scotty," he grumbled gruffly, his voice full of excitement and good feelings. "Show Jimmy what that mouth of yours can do."
Jason fucked my mouth, shoving his cock in and out and letting everyone in the room know how good he was feeling with his loud moans and words of encouragement. He fucked me that way for a few minutes, his cock sliding easily down my throat and out again. Finally, he pulled out entirely, grabbing his meat with his right hand. His other hand still held my head firmly in place as he washed my face with his cock, my saliva and his precum leaving moist streamers on my skin. With practiced flicks of his wrist, he slapped my cheeks with his cock, the sound echoing throughout the kitchen.
His cockhead found my nose, poking into each nostril in turn and allowing me the opportunity to smell his sex. I had my tongue stuck out as far as it would go, licking his shaft wherever I could reach. Jason moved his hips back slightly, his cockhead coming to rest on my tongue. With more flicks of his wrist, he clubbed my tongue with his cock. Thin ropes of precum launched themselves against my face. Jason assaulted my face for a few moments longer, then angled his cock upward, pressing it into my face and maneuvering his hips until his balls were dangling before my lips. I gave them the treatment they deserved.
"Oh, yeah, Scotty," Jason moaned. "Do my nuts, Babe!"
I licked and nipped at his balls before sucking them one at a time into my mouth and rolling them around with my tongue. Jason grabbed my head again and hunched his hips into my face.
"Fuck, you know how to treat me good, Scotty," Jason mumbled through his clenched teeth. "Suck them good for me. Make me cum, Scotty. I need to cum!"
And he did. Moments later, he pushed my head away from his balls and got the swollen and smooth head of his cock inside my lips just as he unleashed his second torrent of cream that morning. His moans and groans rumbled through the apartment as he pumped volley after volley of his ‘jazz' into me.
I emptied his nuts for him savouring every drop and enjoying every quiver and twitch of his spasming body. I pulled him into my throat again, leaving his cock there until it began to grow soft.
My lips slurped and made a sucking sound when Jason jerked his hips back and away from me. His hands moved from my head to beneath my arms, lifting me quickly to my feet. He dropped to his knees and sucked my own rampant cock into his mouth. Minutes later, I was pumping my own cream into him.
When it was all over, Jason rose to his feet, kissed me, and sat down without saying a single word and finished eating his breakfast.
Just like that.
Welcome to the family, James.
* * * * *
Shawn was going to call for a taxi so he could go with his new friend to pick up some clean clothes for James, but Jason heard him on the phone and told him to cancel it. We'd take them.
"I don't want to be a bother," Shawn said.
"Do I have to smack you upside the head to get through to you, Shawnie?" Jason grinned. "It's no bother. Now, go get that pretty little ass of yours into something that won't get you arrested."
Jason turned to me and winked. "Maybe we should go get dressed, too," he joked. "You know, in case we have to get out of the car or something."
I sighed in mock exasperation. "Well, if you insist."
"If it's any consolation, I won't be wearing any underwear."
"Ooo! Kinky!"
A half-hour later, we were showered and dressed and heading to James' place. I rode in the middle of the front seat with my hand in Jason's open zipper, of course. He had a gear shift to play with and I thought it was only fair that I should be able to play with mine, too. It wasn't long before I'd pulled his cock out through the open jeans, though. It was much more fun to play with it when I could actually see it.
Playing with Jason's cock took my mind back to the days of ‘quid pro quo' when I'd first become involved with Jason. I remembered how much of a shithead he'd been to me then, how he always made me play with his cock whenever he was driving. And now he was such a sweetheart and I didn't have to be asked to play with him. It had become a matter of routine by now. I considered myself extremely lucky to have found in Jason the man of my dreams. What's more, I, apparently, was his. Life was good.
Jason had no objections to me waving his flag in public. He never did. He enjoyed me holding his cock as much as I did. I didn't really jerk him off or anything, but I did stroke it. Not much, mind you. Just enough to keep it hard. Besides, the longer I kept him hard, the more fun I would have with it later on when I could give it some serious attention.
Before long, the precum began to pop in Jason's piss slit. From the seat behind me, James asked, "Is that what I think it is?" To which Shawn replied, "Yup."
That made Jason's cock jump for some reason and a huge glob of lube gathered in a bubble at the tip. Not one to waste a tempting treat, I bent over and licked it off, savouring the delicious flavour of Jason's juices, and then, with a few noisy slurps for James' benefit, I sucked the head into my mouth and gave my man a taste of what was to come. Jason rewarded me with his own taste as more precum flowed out of his cock and onto my tongue.
I felt a tug on the back of the car seat and then James' voice came from just above me. "Holy shit!"
I sat back up again as James' hands released the headrest of the seat, leaned back, and smacked my lips before letting out the best ‘yummy' sound I could make. I glanced over my shoulder and smiled at James before my eyes lowered to his crotch, surprised to find it solidly encased in Shawn's hand. I was even more surprised to see Shawn's crotch encased in James' hand.
James' pale blue eyes found mine when I looked back up into his face. "Bet you never thought you'd be doing this when you went to work yesterday, did you?" I asked.
James' grin was delightfully innocent, but very pleasant. "No, but I think I like it."
My grin matched his as I winked at him.
Two blocks later, we were parked in front of James' apartment building. James and Shawn gave themselves time to let their cocks cool down a bit before getting out of the car. "We won't be long," Shawn said.
"Take your time, Shawnie," Jason replied with a smirk. "I have a feeling Scotty's going to be busy for the next few minutes anyway."
Taking my cue, I unbuckled my seatbelt and bent myself over Jason's lap, sucking his cock into my throat until the denim of his jeans tickled my nose and chin.
"See?" Jason added, then settled back into the seat to enjoy his blowjob.
I hadn't planned on doing anything other than some leisurely sucking, but Jason soon let me know that he wanted something a bit more serious than that. His fingers entwined themselves into my hair and his hands began moving my face up and down on his cock. It slid easily into and out of my throat. Soon, though, I'd set up my own rhythm and Jason removed his hands from my head, his left coming to rest on his thigh and his right falling to my back as I concentrated on pleasuring his cock.
I had bobbed my head only a few times when a strange voice spoke through the window behind me. "You lucky son of a bitch," the voice said. "I'd sell my soul for a blowjob right now."
To Be Continued
Sometimes my big mouth gets me in trouble.
Great chapter Neil. Thanks for the xmas present!
Great chapter Neil. Thanks for the xmas present!
harry113
JUB Addict
Neil Dear Guy, what a wonderful Christmas present ...... THANK YOU
So glad you're feeling a bit better.
Have yourself a Happy Christmas
Peace & Love
Harry
So glad you're feeling a bit better.
Have yourself a Happy Christmas
Peace & Love
Harry
Jeimuzu
The Ire Brigade
You too! Glad you're feeling a bit better
Cliffy ending?! Aaaargh, you'll be the death of us
So, is it a new character or someone we already know?
Cliffy ending?! Aaaargh, you'll be the death of us
So, is it a new character or someone we already know?
This isn't a 'cliffhanger'. It's more of a 'teaser'. And I don't even know who it is yet. I'll know when I start writing the next chapter.
He better not have red hair and a smelly crotch
Jeimuzu
The Ire Brigade
I tried that style of not forward planning before I wrote, and just making it up as I go along. After 5,000 words I just bottled it.
I think you're better at this than me After all, I'd be shocked if this was under 80,000 words, and I know WB has to be at least 200,000 
As for the new character, I reckon he should have blonde hair, and smell faintly of lemon and cinnamon. And have well defined cheekbones. Oh, and bedroom eyes.
And very little clothes on.
Ah, isn't fiction a wonderful thing!
I think you're better at this than me
After all, I'd be shocked if this was under 80,000 words, and I know WB has to be at least 200,000 As for the new character, I reckon he should have blonde hair, and smell faintly of lemon and cinnamon. And have well defined cheekbones. Oh, and bedroom eyes.
And very little clothes on.
Ah, isn't fiction a wonderful thing!
I tried that style of not forward planning before I wrote, and just making it up as I go along. After 5,000 words I just bottled it.
I think you're better at this than me
WordPerfect counts words in each document. I tallied the last 10 chapters and got an average of about 4750 (rounded down). Multiplied by 136 chapters, that totals approximately 646,000 words.
No wonder I need a break!
I know what he looks like. That isn't him. Sorry. (Okay. Maybe the bedroom eyes. I'll give you the bedroom eyes.)
consult28
On the Prowl
Dear Neil,
What a great gift it was to find Chapter 29 under my tree. As much as I love Watchhing Brad, it is good to be reminded of what the life can be when lived to the fullest.
Glad to hear that you are feeling better in time for the big day. hope you have a great Christmas and the joy lasts through the 2007 year.
Will be looking forward to starting the year with the next chapter of Brad.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
George
What a great gift it was to find Chapter 29 under my tree. As much as I love Watchhing Brad, it is good to be reminded of what the life can be when lived to the fullest.
Glad to hear that you are feeling better in time for the big day. hope you have a great Christmas and the joy lasts through the 2007 year.
Will be looking forward to starting the year with the next chapter of Brad.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
George
Jeimuzu
The Ire Brigade
Frankly, that was the most important part of the description, not counting the 'Very little clothes on'
So I'm happy with that And that's one impressive wordcount, and it's still worth reading! I don't think I've ever read a story which went over 400k words while still being readable before. Well done
botboy03
Sex God
Thanks for that Neil. Hope you are feeling better and had a Merry Christmas, or whatever you celebrate.
Zac
Zac
Thanks for the hot Christmas gift. It means more to me than you will ever know. Shawn and James make a grand couple.
I hope you are feeling much better? Take care of yourself.
Neil, have a very Merry Christmas and a GREAT Boxing Day. I am thinking of you!
Chris
I hope you are feeling much better? Take care of yourself.
Neil, have a very Merry Christmas and a GREAT Boxing Day. I am thinking of you!
Chris
gaygoth
On the Prowl
Wonderful as always. I love this story so much. Thank you.