TAKING CARE OF JASON
Chapter 24
I woke up to a warm, moist heat surrounding my cock. It wasn't really a blowjob. It was just a gentle, slow warm-up suck. Just a teasing. My head rested against a rising, black-haired chest and Jason's Superman arm was wrapped around me and I was holding it with my hands. The mouth could belong only to Shawn.
I opened my eyes and lifted my head slightly, looking down my body. Shawn was leaning on his elbow, his other hand carefully holding the base of my cock, his head hovering over my crotch. At that moment, his tongue was exploring every millimetre of my cockhead. I moaned softly.
Shawn's head came away and he looked up at my face. "Sorry," he whispered. "I tried not to wake you. It was there and it was hard and beautiful and I couldn't resist. I hope you don't mind." Even first thing in the morning, Shawn looked incredible.
"Not at all."
"May I continue?" he asked. "I've been practicing while you were asleep."
"Be my guest," I said to him.
His lips returned to my cock, slipped over the head, and slid down the shaft until my entire shaft was deep inside his throat. I laid my head back on Jason's chest, closed my eyes again, and moaned softly. Jason's arm squeezed my chest and I knew he was awake as well. His free hand found my left hand and moved it into his crotch. His towering meat met my fingers and I did what any self-respecting lover would do. I grabbed his cock in my fist and began stroking it.
"Looks like our Shawnie has a new hobby," Jason said. I raised my head and opened my eyes again, watching as Shawn's mouth slid up and down my cock, from tip to base and back again.
"He's a natural," I groaned.
Shawn's head came away from my crotch and he looked up at me again, smiling. "I've never had a hobby that tasted this good." He rolled onto his knees and maneuvered himself into position with one knee between each of our legs. He held my cock in his right hand and Jason's cock in his left. I took my hand away.
He went down on Jason's cock first, sinking it into his throat easily. I was, indeed, surprised that he was able to deep throat so quickly. ‘Natural' had been an understatement. Shawn was born to suck cocks.
"Holy, fuck, Shawnie," Jason moaned.
After a few trips ups and down Jason's cock, he moved to mine. Back and forth he travelled, pleasing us both simultaneously and alternately. Jason was kissing me and moaning and groaning into my mouth. I was doing the same to him.
Shawn began sucking harder and faster, switching back and forth from cock to cock with ease. He was quickly bringing me toward my first climax of the day. Oddly enough, it was Jason who came first.
He suddenly pulled his lips away from mine and I could feel him heaving his hips off the bed.
"Holy fuckin' Christ, Shawnie!" he shouted loudly. "What are you doing to me!? Oh, man, don't stop!"
I lifted my head to watch. Shawn had abandoned my cock entirely and all his efforts were aimed toward Jason's pleasure. I couldn't see what he was doing, but Jason's hips were pistoning up and down. I rolled onto my side and gave Shawn a hand - and a pair of lips and a tongue. My left hand grabbed at Jason's left pec, squeezing his nipple between my thumb and fingers, as my mouth attacked his right nipple.
Jason's chest heaved up toward my face, bouncing up and down with his deep, rapid breaths. A constant rumble was coming from it and I could feel it vibrating. Whatever Shawn was doing was driving Jason mad with pleasure, and that only made me attack his chest with greater urgency.
"Fuck, Scotty, do it, Babe!" he grabbed the back of my head and mashed my face against his muscular pec. The hairs tickled my nose, cheeks and chin. I sucked the entire nipple as deeply into my mouth as I could.
"That's it, Scotty! Oh, man, that's it! Fuckin' hell, I'm cumming!" Jason's entire body started to shake. "I'm cummi-i-i-a-a-a-ah!" His ‘ah' turned into a long, loud groan of release.
I heard Shawn choke and then cough, and suddenly my face was being pelted with bolts of cream from Jason's balls. I glanced down Jason's body. Shawn was desperately trying to gain control of himself as a stream of cum flowed from his lower lip. Jason's first shot had been enormous. More cum shot out of his cock, splattering against Jason's stomach and chest and my face before Shawn could get it back in his mouth to finish him off.
No sooner had Jason's orgasm finished when Shawn shoved his mouth over my cock and sucked me hard and deep. I screamed into Jason's chest and his right arm came around my back to hold me close. I was so horned up from Jason's orgasm that mine began almost the instant Shawn got my cock back in his mouth.
Jason held my face against him as I shot my load into Shawn. He held on, taking the whole thing into him. My screams continued, muffled by the huge, stiffened nipple stuffing my mouth. I could hear Shawn gulping down my juice and sucking air through his nose. I could imagine his handsome face in my mind, and I could imagine my cock stuffed in it. I could imagine where my cum was going, and that made me cum even harder.
I said awhile ago that Shawn was born to suck cocks, and I meant it. I've never seen anyone conquer it so quickly. He knew precisely what to do without being told. If his teeth touched my cock, it was intentional and done only to cause pleasure. Otherwise, they never touched me. His tongue never stopped working and he didn't seem to have a gag reflex at all unless Jason had forced him to master it last night in a hurry the night before. I'm still surprised that Shawn had survived that mouth ramming. Jason gave his face one helluva pounding. Given time, Shawn would be well on his way to becoming a better cocksucker than I am.
Shawn finally released my cock from his mouth and sat back on his heels. I let Jason's nipple fall from my lips and I started to lick up his cum from his body. I cleaned him from crotch to chest. Every drop I could find, and then I lapped up the few stray drops which had landed on his face and hair. He held me there then and licked my own face clean before kissing me long and hard.
When he finished kissing me, his fingers entangled in my hair and he pulled my head away from him. I looked into his dark, mysterious, sensuous eyes. "Don't you ever leave me, Scotty," he whispered. "Promise me."
I smiled down at him. "You marked me with your blood, remember? I'm yours forever."
* * * * *
Shawn had left us, his hardon pointing the way out the door. I'd asked if he wanted me to take care of it and he simply said, "No. I'm saving it." He'd told us to take a nice, long shower and he'd have everything cleaned up and breakfast going for us.
So, Jason and I stood in the shower. We'd already washed and now we were simply standing there and Jason was holding me against his body. I felt dwarfed by him, but I felt so completely safe and secure. I felt like nothing on earth could hurt me. Jason wouldn't allow it. He would always take care of me.
I lay against him, my cheek nestled into the furry matt of his chest. One hand cradled my head and the other wrapped around my back. He held me there and loved me with his body. I don't know how long we stood there, letting the water wash over us, but I could have stayed there forever.
Unfortunately, Shawn knocked on the frosted glass door and slid it open.
"Breakfast is almost ready, Sir," he said. He was still stark naked and still sporting a complete and bouncing hardon. "Where shall I serve it?"
"In bed, I think, Shawnie," Jason said. "Thanks."
Shawn nodded and retreated, sliding the door closed.
"Well, Babe," Jason said with a grin. "Best get our asses out there. You know how Shawnie gets if our food gets cold."
"Yeah, I know."
"You know I love you, don't you?" he said to me.
"Yes, I know that, too. And you know I love you?"
"Every minute of the day." Jason said as he wrapped his arms around my back and picked me up, pressing his lips against mine for one helluva kiss. I love it when he picks me up like that.
After he set me down, he turned off the shower and slid open the door, then slid it closed again.
"Hey, what's up with Shawnie going all nutso over me all of a sudden? I didn't think I was his type."
"You're not," I smiled sneakily. "But your cock is."
"What?"
"Shawn had a taste of mine and he loved it. He wanted more and yours was available. You can bet your ass this isn't the last time he'll do it. He may be afraid of the rest of you, but he loves your cock. When I'm in class, he'll be draining your balls all day long."
"You think so?"
"I'd bet my life savings on it," I said. "Tell you what. If he doesn't suck you off at least three times today, I'll do anything you want me to do all next week."
"Oooo," he said. "I like that. And if he does?"
"Well, then you do what
I want. But you can't say anything to him. You can't ask him, or suggest it to him or anything. He has to do it all by himself."
"I like that, too. But you can't say anything either, and what about the blowjob he just gave me?"
"I'll make it easier for you," I told him. "He needs to give you three more blowjobs today before we go to sleep tonight."
"Even with Rob and Tom coming over?"
"I have faith," I said with a wink. "In fact, I have so much faith, I'll even add that there won't be a cock in this place today that Shawn doesn't suck at least once."
"Oh, man, you're on, Babe. Deal?" he asked as he stuck out his hand.
I shook it. "Deal."
* * * * *
Shawn was standing there in our bedroom, holding a tray with steaming coffee for us and his wonderful cock still pointing at eleven o'clock. I don't know how he kept is so hard for so long. The bedding had been changed already and Shawn was showered as well, and all while we took our shower.
We settled into bed beside each other and Shawn set the tray over my stomach. He left, then, promising to return with our food.
I looked over at Jason and winked at him. "It begins now," I whispered.
Jason smirked at me, one dark eyebrow raised. "His jaws will lock up long before he drains three more loads out of me."
"He's got all day, Babe." I ended the conversation with a kiss. We were still kissing when Shawn returned with our breakfast.
He placed the new tray over Jason's stomach and transferred plates and mugs from one to the other until we each had our proper breakfast before us.
I smiled. "Ah. Hide and Seek again," I said. "Where did he put it today?"
"I'm guessing the scrambled eggs," Jason said.
I took a bite and tasted the eggs. "Nope."
"It has not yet been applied, Sir," Shawn said formally. Or, as formally as one can be while standing there stark naked with a hardon bouncing in front of him. "I thought, perhaps, that you would like to decide today, which is why I have been saving it. I am ready any time you are."
I spread out the two slices of toast and handed Shawn the entire plate. "Spread it around today, would you, Shawn?"
"Of course, Sir," he said as he took the plate and set it on the side of the bed. "It will take only a moment or two." His hand grabbed hold of his cock and began stroking. He was right. It wasn't many strokes and many seconds later that Shawn bent over the bed, placing his left hand on the mattress for support.
"Holy, fuck, Shawnie," Jason said. "This is just too wild!"
I glanced quickly at Jason's crotch. Like my own cock, Jason's was quickly standing at attention. My gaze returned to Shawn when I heard him gasp, and, less than a minute from when he had started jerking, Shawn was pumping his jism over my breakfast, making sure he covered everything. My mouth was watering and I licked my lips in anticipation.
Call me a sicko if you want, but breakfast wasn't breakfast anymore without a load of Shawn's jizz to sweeten it up for me. Jason didn't mind it on his toast, but he preferred it fresh from the pump and not mixed in with his food. I didn't care either way. I was addicted to Shawn's cream and I'd take it any way he wanted to give it to me.
As an added treat, Shawn used his cock to spread out his jism over my food, stirring it into my scrambled eggs.
"Isn't that hot?" I asked as I watched his cockhead stirring up steam.
"Visually, perhaps," Shawn said. "Temperature-wise, it is tolerable."
Jason started laughing out loud. "Christ, Shawnie, you crack me up!"
Shawn looked at him. "Sir?"
"You're standing there stark-assed naked, you just blew your nuts all over Scotty's breakfast and you're using your dick as a spatula and you're still saying ‘sir' and all that crap."
"And your point is, Sir?" Shawn asked as seriously as he could.
I burst out laughing then, too. Even Shawn cracked a smile.
"Old habits are hard to break, Sir."
"Don't ever change, Shawnie," Jason said, still chuckling out loud. "Don't ever change. Now, do I get to lick the spoon?"
Shawn, sadly, pulled his cock out of my breakfast and handed me the plate. He stepped to the head of the bed, holding his cock out to Jason, who quickly sucked it into him mouth and cleaned him off.
"Thank you, Sir," Shawn said as he extracted his wilting cock from Jason's cleansing lips.
I was already chowing down my freshly-creamed breakfast, enjoying every single morsel and drop, and watched as Shawn moved easily back down the bed, pulled Jason's legs apart, knelt between them, and sucked Jason's rock-hard cock into his mouth.
"You've already sucked me off, Shawnie," Jason said as I gently elbowed his ribs in warning. "Give yourself a break."
Shawn lifted off the cock and said, "I'm not sucking you off, Jason. I'm just sucking you. There's a difference." His formal attitude had totally disappeared.
"What's the difference?"
"I suck you off to make you cum," Shawn explained. "I suck you just because it's fun. I like having your cock in my mouth. Don't you like it?"
"Of course I do, but. . ."
"Then shut up and eat your breakfast and let me eat mine." His head dipped down and Jason's cock disappeared into Shawn's face once more.
Jason glanced at me. I smiled and held up one finger.
I suppose Jason's growl could have been mistaken for a groan.
* * * * *
I couldn't stand it anymore. I'd been staring at Shawn's up-raised ass throughout my entire breakfast and, even though I could only see it from the front, from the front isn't where I wanted to be.
I lifted the tray, set it aside on the large bedside table, got to my knees, and crawled between Shawn's feet. I nudged his legs open and he eagerly complied. He knew automatically where I was going.
I planted the palms of my hands on the two most incredible ass cheeks in the entire world, dipped my thumbs between them, and pulled them apart. His rosebud winked at me in anticipation. I didn't make him wait long. A moment later, my face was pushed into his ass and my tongue was spearing into his asshole.
A loud, muffled scream came from Jason's crotch as Shawn's ass ground backward into my face. I twisted my head back and forth, driving my tongue deeper into Shawn's ass. I could feel it closing around me as his groans continued. Jason's own grunts and moans joined ours. I reamed Shawn's asshole until I thought he'd had enough, then pulled out my tongue and used it to slather up and down the crack of his ass and to cover his ass cheeks with my saliva. I went at his balls, then, nosing my way into his dangling sack and licking his nuts from behind.
His balls rose up in their sack, pulling closer to his body. He must have taken Jason's cock out of his mouth because he was suddenly shouting at me to "Suck my fuckin' balls, Scott!"
My hands were still planted on Shawn's ass, my thumbs still tucked between the crack. One thumb played with his button there, swirling around in the saliva there and pushing gently at it, teasing him. I opened my mouth and sucked Shawn's right ball inside. Shawn opened his mouth and screamed, and then he opened his ass and sucked my thumb right inside.
It was like quicksand. One moment my thumb was on the surface and the next moment it was up to its neck in asshole. Shawn's reaction was equally as quick.
"Fuck, Scott! My ass. Fuck! Oh, shit, that feels good!" He pushed back against me, almost sitting on my hand and my head. His balls slipped from my lips. "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming! Scott! I'm cumming!"
I shoved up with my right hand, my thumb still up his ass, and my other hand reached between his legs as I flopped onto my back. I pulled his cock toward me and slid under him in time to get the full force of his first blast of jism in my mouth. I sucked his cockhead inside and allowed it to unleash its fury inside me, flooding my mouth with his sweet cream. Above me, he was extolling his pleasure in loud grunts and groans of praise.
I could feel the bed bouncing beneath me and I could hear the slapping sound of skin on skin. Either Jason was jerking off or Shawn was doing it for him. Jason's voice rang out, "Shawnie, take it! Oh, fuck! I'm gonna shoot! Oh, fuck, Shawnie, suck that cock for me and take it!"
The bouncing stopped and the slapping of skin ceased, quickly followed by the loud sucking and slurping sounds of Shawn's mouth on my lover's cock. Shawn was still unloading inside me when Jason shouted, "My ass, Shawnie! Shove something up my ass!"
Shawn's ebbing orgasm slowed and I held my mouth there, suctioning the final remnants of juice from him. My thumb pulled out of his ass and my hand dropped to my crotch, grabbing my cock and whacking it for all I was worth.
"Don't be shy, Shawnie!" Jason yelled. "Shove that fuckin' thing in me!"
Jason's scream was a delirious growl of pure pleasure. I knew Shawn had shoved his finger up Jason's ass. I knew Jason was cumming, and I knew Shawn was taking it. I closed my eyes, concentrating now on my own cock as Shawn's cock softened and slipped from my lips, dangling down over my face.
As I worked my cock, I felt and heard Jason's orgasm finishing, and then I could feel movement around me. A mouth sank itself over my cockhead. It was Jason. I released my cock and let Jason do his stuff.
In no time at all, I was shooting my load down Jason's throat.
* * * * *
Jason and I were sitting on the sofa waiting for Rob and Tom to arrive. Shawn was busy doing Shawn things. We were still naked after our second shower, not seeing any sense in putting on any clothes if we were going to be taking them all off again, but Shawn had put on those blue shorts which looked so good on him. I grabbed his ass every time he got close enough to me. He didn't seem to mind.
I still had faith in Shawn. He only needed to suck out two more loads out of Jason and I'd win the bet. I wasn't worried. It wasn't even noon yet. We had a long day of fucking and sucking ahead of us.
Jason answered the intercom buzzer. Shawn was in the bathroom loading the washing machine, I believe. With a push of a button, our two guests were inside the building and on their way up. I heard the door open and I knew Jason was standing there, starkers, waiting for Rob and Tom to show up. As luck would have it, you can guess who walked by at that moment.
"Fuck you, Trent," Jason said loudly. "You couldn't
pay me enough to let you swing on this thing!" There was a mumbling which I couldn't understand, then Jason said, "Dream on, Pal. It's way more than you could handle."
There was silence, then voices which I recognized, followed by the closing and locking of the door. Jason came in and sat beside me again. His cock was already on the rise again. Rob and Tom followed him in.
Rob looked as cute and innocent as he did that day he had asked me for a blowjob. He'd become a lot more courageous and brazen, though. "Fuckin' A," he said with a broad grin on his face as he stepped between my legs, dropped to his knees, and sucked my soft cock into his throat.
Tom simply chuckled and looked at Jason. "Well, Buddy," he said. "Your ass or mine?"
To Be Continued
