I drove hard and fast into the backyard, noticing that there were at least eight vehicles parked in the front parking lot. Not for the first time I cursed the over helpful wholesaler’s assistant who’d managed to drop the bag of flour over the back of the truck so that it had exploded. It had taken ages to clear up the mess and despite the huge discount off the bill. It had meant I’d got stuck in the going home traffic and was now much later than I should have been.

‘Course I’d phoned Kev straight away and told him what had happened. He was cool about it but I was bummed. “You sure you’ll be OK?” I said my anxiety showing plain in my voice, “Sure Jack,” he’d replied almost laughing down the ‘phone, “Sally ain’t going to be leaving till seven so what, I’ll be on my own for what, twenty to forty minutes. What’n hell could go wrong?” ‘Plenty’ I thought but thanked him and began to get the hell back to him.

It had all seemed so easy at the beginning of the week. My uncle who owned the small roadhouse diner who employed me on a permanent summer basis had arranged to go into hospital for treatment to his leg and had enthusiastically left me in charge. “You’ll be fine Jack,” he said, smiling at my misgivings. “You’ve worked for me since you were ten and two years ago when you were fifteen you told me you knew the business back to front. So why the worry now. It’s only a week and it’s the back end of summer so there’s not much heavy trade.” I stared back at his smiling face, “Fifteen I was an obnoxious spotty boy filled with my own importance,” I told him, “now I’m older I understand responsibilities much more, What if?”

Uncle Mark cut me short, “Why you prissy acting, boneless squirt,” he shouted, “How many times have I left you to run the store, all those odd days and even weekends.” He pulled me roughly towards him, and grimaced with a tremor of pain that I could see cross his reddening face. “Okay, Okay Mark,” I waved him gently away, “I’ll cope.” I knew how bad the pain was for him and suddenly my childish fears seemed very stupid compared to what he was going through, The operation was long overdue and I was well aware he had been training me up to this weeks ordeal for both of us. Actually I knew I had not done a bad job. Sally the resident daily cook was more than reliable and we knew between us we could cope with anything, besides we still had young Kev who was still working with us, before he returned to school and even then he was ‘on-call’ for some evenings and weekends. So when the wholesaler manager had phoned to say his delivery truck was down and could we pick up the weekly order, which was not the first time, I had just checked with Sally and with Kev and set off, little knowing the long delay we were in for.

I rushed into the diner. The Wednesday poker school was settling down in the back room and Kev was tidying up the remains of their meal. There was one other table still eating and two guys at the bar. “Everything okay?” I asked. “Oh hi Jack,” smiled Kev waving his cleaning rag at me, “ Yeah, it’s okay. Sally stayed a bit extra until all the meals were done. I was able to fix the desserts they all wanted. I’ll just finish these last few off, unless you wanted me to give you a hand with unloading?” “Unloading, “ I started to say when I remembered the full truck outside, “ Yeah, yeah you’re right, leave that and let’s get the stock put away.” Kev put down his cleaning rag and spray and we headed out back.

By the time we got back, the diner was empty, those eating had left and the one table had kindly piled their dirty plates on the bar and had even cleaned the table. “Trust Marcey,” smiled Kev. Marcey being a regular who knew Mark was away, she often came to us on a Wednesday so she could as she put it, ’eat in peace and not cook and not do any washing up.’” Her family would smile and there would be a chorus of, “Ah Maww,” and they would giggle of to the car. Whilst Kev finished cleaning down I checked on the poker school. “Hey Jack,” Ray said, “saw Mark today, he’s doing fine, almost waved that leg of his in my face.” “Shame he didn’t send along his money. He sure as hell ain’t ever going to win any back and we could do with a better pot,” added Tom, shuffling his cards. “In that case,” said Rich; “I will see you after all,” Tom grunted and reshuffled the cards in his hands.

My uncle was not a good poker player but then he wasn’t a bad one and whilst he lost more than he won he played for friendship and I knew he was missing tonight badly. I left them supplied with jugs of coffee and went to check on Kev. They would play late as they did every Wednesday, It was a well know secret and everyone was welcome to join the table, even Sheriff Merry was often to be seen joining in at the end of a shift and sometimes whilst on duty. I joined Kev in the kitchen and we worked the last of the dishes through the sink, leaving them to drain dry for the next day. I sent him out with the usual bottle for the players whilst I turned out the lights and locked up.

Leaving Kev watching the game I went back to make myself a meal and then work the till and do the paperwork. Kev came in for another bottle and then came back to take my dishes out to clean them.

I looked up at the clock it was almost ten, where the hell had the time gone. “S’okay Kev,” I said concerned, “leave them, you’ve done enough for today. Time you went home, your mother will be worried.” “Err,” he said and swayed slightly, “I gotta slight problem with that. Y’see when I rang mom to tell her I was working late she told me that pa had got an overnighter and won’t be able to pick me up. I sorta said you’d drop me off after the game, if thas allwright with you?” I was about to answer when I realised that not only was he swaying, but he had been slurring his speech and now I could see a glazed unfocused look in his eyes. “Kev,” I spoke sharply, “Have you been drinking?”

I got a beaming smile as part of the reply, “the lads offered me a couple of shots, but it’s okay I was drinking coffee as well so it’s well watered.” He pointed waveringly at his coffee mug he had brought with him. I checked it remembering that night when the poker school had decided to teach me a lesson about looking on at a young age. I was right, the coffee was about two parts whiskey, and I bet Kev had not eaten much either. He giggled at me as I threw away the contents of the mug and quickly replaced it with a strong batch of good coffee and prayed that he would sober up enough before I was able to drive him home. I stuck him in the living room in front of the television and told him to stay put. He began to flick though the channels and I went to check on the poker school.

“Hows the boy?” Steve asked, grinning. “Drunk,” I said, “you know he’s only fifteen, God knows what Mary is going to say when she finds out.” “Not as much as she’d say if she knew he was watching us play poker,” said Ray The other grunted their agreement. “She sure can talk that one,” Tom grunted, “ raise you five.” he added and they went back to their game. I left them the next bottle and went back to check on Kev. To my horror I discovered he’d found the video I’d left in the VCR and was intently watching as Linda Lovelace opened wide. “Kev,” I shouted and pulled the remote from his hand and stood in front of the TV. He lay back on the sofa and groaned at me, “Aw Jack I was enjoying that,” he grizzled.

“So I see,” I replied looking down at his exposed erect throbbing cock. It was a sight I had longed to see ever since that day he had managed to cover him self with dirty water when the sink had blocked and had been sent to my room to change into some of my spare clothes. I had accompanied him there, he was just turned fourteen and I was fifteen. I had helped pull the wet clothes off him, revealing a young firm body. He had not argued as I stripped him, he had begun to shiver slightly from the shock of the water pouring over him as he had unscrewed the wrong outlet and I grabbed a blanket to wrap around him to warm him. I had dug out some clothes and when I tried to put a pair of jeans on I discovered that his briefs were wet and that they would have to come off. I had found myself admiring the large bulge between his legs and when I eased his briefs off was delighted to find that it was naturally filled. Kev was one of those blessed with a large cock that hung enticingly down over a pair of well-egged balls. I stared at him until I was aware that he was looking at me. “Is anything wrong?” he asked anxiously. I gave him a blank look in reply. “Down there,” he said, “only you’ve been looking very hard at my,” he was lost for words, “my my,” he paused, “an’ I was worried in case I’d done some damage. Is is,” finally he stuttered. “Is my cock alright?”

Embarrassed I looked redly back at him. “No no,” I repeated, “I thought, I,” said quickly covering for my action, “er I thought it might need wiping dry but it’s all okay as it’s not wet down there after all.” I turned away and almost cut my own erect cock in half as I did so. “I’ll just get you something to put on.” Hurriedly I dressed him hoping he was not aware of my now throbbing cock, made even harder as I had to zip away the object of my desire. When he had returned the clothes I had had to lend him, the briefs joined the ones I had taken off him and nightly and often daily I climaxed into them, wishing they were still wrapped around his large cock.

Kev looked down at his pulsating tool and grabbed the tip on one hand and began to squeeze it. “Y’know,” he slurred, “that girl she was good. I wish my girlfriend would do that to me, but she seems frightened of ole nobby here.” He added sorrowfully, “I like it so why don’t she,” he waved his gleaming weapon at me, “you said it was alright, don’t you remember.” I seized the moment and knelt down, “ Looks perfectly fine to me,” I said and gently pulled his hand away and placed my own around the wetly gleaming cock head and carefully eased back the foreskin to expose the pulsating pink tip, watching the next slurp of pre-cum slide sexily out of the piss-slit. I began to stroke the heavenly beauty up and down and ever moving closer and closer to the enticing tip. Kev relaxed back into the sofa, “S’nice.” he smiled and trembled slightly. I looked up at him, “go on, he grumbled, don’t stop now,” I let his cock go and stood up; He looked at me with a smiling drunken puzzled look. “I’ll just need to check on the school,” I said and ran out front grabbing another bottle to take to the players. “We need more coffee please Jack,” asked Ray pointing at the empty jugs. At olympic speed I filled the two jugs and left the till bell beside them. “Just ring if you need anything I want to watch a video with Kev,” I said not really lying. They grunted in reply. Kev was still stretched out on the sofa; he’d found the remote and was stroking his cock in time with Linda Lovelace and rewinding and rewinding to keep up the momentum. I took the remote off him and his hand away from his now slimy wet cock.

“Let’s get you comfortable,” I said and like before I stripped him and in doing so made another discovery. My Kevin had no tan lines; the little bugger must sunbathe nude somewhere. Again I knelt before my idol and began to lick and lick and slicker his throbbing tool. As it entered my welcoming mouth Kev moaned softly and then to my surprise his hand came down and began to stoke my hair. He began to stroke faster and I took my speed cue from him. I licked, sucked, sucked slurped the wondrous object, swallowing the sweet gobs of pre-cum that melted from the velvet soft prick-head. Kev was forcing his cock further and further into my mouth. This was my first cock suck and I was fulfilling every one of my heavy fantasies. I drew heavily on my knowledge of watching the expert Linda and after a couple of gagging attempts finally managed to be nose deep in his pubes. I gloried in the sweet young masculine smell of his body and the aroma emanating from his pubic area was a perfume beyond belief. I told myself his girlfriend did not know what she was missing. I felt completely filled by his glowing growing organ and had to free my own cock from its prison. The sensation of his young cock filling my mouth and throat was almost overwhelming and with one stroke of my own cock I found myself so close to a climax I had to stop, The very act of sucking his cock was bringing me to the point of orgasm without any manual stimulation.

Kev had began to take deeper and deeper breaths and I was so aware of the trembling of his stomach as my nose pounded into it time and time again and with greater and greater speed. He now took my head in both hands and instinctively began to face fuck me with joyful enthusiasm. I found myself matching him breath for breath and as he finally poured his rich cream into my mouth and down my throat I climaxed with him, my semen flooding the carpet between us. I swallowed heavily, causing even more of his precious liquid to pulse into my waiting throat and as he sank back sated against the sofa I followed him down not wanting to let his cock slip from its new home. I looked up to see the magical emotion cross his face as the sensations of his climax subsided. It was over all too soon. His young cock gently slipped from out of my mouth as it collapsed and then it lay like a basking seal along his muscular thigh. I licked the slight dribble of cum that followed the trail as his cock shrunk further.

My knees now told me how much they ached and carefully I got up and sat down beside my naked little god. I leaned slowly over and kissed him gently on the mouth. His burnished golden hair framed his face and I noticed they were damp curls with the exertion of what we had done. “Ohh that was soooo nice.” he breathed throatily and when I ventured another kiss those same hands pulled me to him and he kissed me back, his tongue slipping into my mouth as we duelled our tongues in a slow kiss. He fell back and I began to kiss him all over. I nibbled away at his perfect nipples loving the way they reacted as I pulled gently lovingly with my lips, I drenched them with saliva and erected them as I licked up my own juices. I began to cover him all over with butterfly kisses, as he lay sated, my object of desire to which it seems I could do anything. The sound of the bell rang out loud and began my disappointment. I was again hot and my cock was throbbing hard, reluctantly I kissed him on the mouth and forcing my cock back into it’s tight prison cell I went to answer the ringing call.

“We’re calling it a day,” said Ray. I looked around the others had all but gone and I could see them making their way out to the cars. “It’s not the same without Mark and the whiskey tastes a bit sour tonight. Thanks anyway we’ll settle up next week when hopefully Mark will be able to join us.” I could have kissed him, I stood at the doorway calling goodnight to the others and locked the door before they even left the car-lot. Turning out the rest of the lights I managed to shed most of my own clothes by the time I got back to Kev. He looked wonderful sitting back in the sofa, that look of just being loved rolling over him. Removing the last of my own clothes I joined him naked, sliding myself up against him. I returned to the kissing route I had had to abandon, revelling in the feel of his naked flesh against my skin. My cock swelled and swelled and I rubbed it against him and between his cock and his stomach. I found myself fucking against his stomach and as he breathed softly exploded a huge load over his cock and belly. I kissed him again and licked down his warm body until I found my own pool of cum and began to lick it up, cleaning my seed from his pubes and working it even more into his body with my tongue. He pulled my head up, “ I have to go home,” he said groggily. My disappointment turned into deep despair. After what we had just shared I could not believe he wanted to go, to leave me. The school should have gone on for at least another hour and he would not be expected home before that. I grasped his cock and began to stroke it gently, fondling his still heavy balls. “I don’t think these are fully empty,” I said, “I think there is another load in there.” “Well I usually cum twice when I jack myself off,” he said, “especially if I’ve been out with Anne but that was a huge load you sucked out of me, so I’m not so sure.”

I felt him wavering and bent over his cock and began to suckle it. I nibbled and kissed gently, tonguing the foreskin down and exposing once again the pink tip, “Ohh God,” he moaned and as I sucked his cock deep into my mouth he began to moan sexily as I sucked his cock into another hard erection. I moved back to my original worshipful position and began my head nodding mantra. As his cock hardened even further I looked up to see his eyes glitter with lust. I knew that once again he was mine. I set to with loving vengeance. Up and down I bobbed, side to side I swirled, licking, teasing swallowing every inch, every millimetre and every drop of his pearly essence. I understood now that if it was at all possible I would have his babies, but failing that I would have more of his love juice to fertilise my fantasies.

Again and again I brought him to the edge of happiness but knowing that his climax would end my own heaven I slicked him back down. I eased my hand slipping it between his legs and beneath his balls. He slipped slightly down the seat and I was able to stroke his puckered arsehole. I caressed this new nipple and then wetting it with the combined saliva and pre-cum that was covering his balls managed to insert a finger inside him. My own sensations reached another plateau as he grunted slightly as I pushed further in. His eyes were a blue space deep pool as I worked my finger in and out, probing gently for what I had read about. As I found the tiny little bud he spasmed and a small spurt of cum slipped into my mouth, He was tense with lust as I stroked my new toy and he began to grunt and moan as I now began to work him to a higher plane. His eyes became vacant blue skies of eternity as his sensations spiralled higher and higher then swiftly I rubbed and sucked him hard until finally he spurted, stream after stream of boycum into my more than eager mouth. I swallowed and then swirled the last spurts around my mouth until slowly I let them slide down inside me. I actually found myself patting my stomach, welcoming his seed to its new home and wishing that some of them would unite with my own inside my balls. Kev lay back, almost comatose, breathing gently. His eyes were limpid blue pools within which I swore I could see into his very soul. I lurched to my feet my knees paining me with an almost joyous feeling and I began to understand what I had read about pain being an erotic extra. I stood over him my cock throbbing and as I looked at his sated body and knowing that I had brought him to that state my cock began to pump my cum of its own accord, splattering across his dormant face and gently glistening body. I fell against him my own body sinking into a similar state. He moaned softly as he came round and this sound brought me back to reality. I held him carefully and licked my cum off him and then dishonoured him by slicking my cum covered tongue into his virginal mouth. He stiffened as I did so. “Please,” he pleaded, “I have to go home, mom will be getting worried.” I looked at him, gone was the pool of lust I had seen in his eyes, now I could see concern and worry. Reluctantly I got off him and began to dress myself, stopping him from dressing himself. “No,” I said, “I’ll dress you.” “I need to pee,” he said, looking around dazedly and then with astonishment added as he sank back onto the sofa, “I can’t stand up.” “Don’t worry,” I said and grabbing a jug held his cock as he peed into it. “I feel like a baby,” he said sounding concerned. “I know,” I smiled, “tonight you’re my baby,” and I leaned over and kissed him lovingly on the mouth. He was unresponsive. “Wh wh what’s going on?” he asked, shaking his head slowly. I gentled him back against the sofa telling him he’d had too much to drink. “Oh drink,” he said knowingly and startled, “the whiskey,” I looked at him with horror I’d sexed him sober.

Quickly and carefully I began to dress him, leaving his briefs under the sofa, they would be joining the others. Finally he was able to stand and I left him to get rid of the jug and to have a pee myself. To my horror he was gone from the room when I got back. “Kev,” I called out, “where are you?” “In here,” I heard him reply and found him by the poker table. He was drinking out of one of the cups of coffee the lads had left behind. “My throat is so dry,” he said, “I drank the coffee cos I know you drink that when you’ve been drinking.” I grabbed the cup but I was too late. It stank of whiskey; he’d made the same mistake twice. “Come along let’s get you home,” I said and holding him by the arm steered him through the back and out to the truck. As I settled him into the seat I smelled the whiskey on him and taking a chance once again kissed him. This time he kissed back ever so slightly. I picked up the seat belt and then undid his zip and put my hand inside.

“Not again,” he said but without conviction. I arranged him in the seat so that his jeans were down around his ankles. Grudgingly he let me do what I wanted and I had him seated with his shirt open. Satisfied I got in beside him and started the engine. As I drove him home I played with his cock but whilst it filled slightly it did not get hard. By the time I arrived at his home though, the whiskey had done its work, I carefully parked the truck and turned to stop him trying to undo his seat belt. “Kev,” I whispered.

He turned to look at me, I saw he was again swaying slightly. “Look,” I said, “this is probably never going to happen again so I intend making the most of it. I’m now going to suck your cock again,” I shushed his shaking head, “No listen I’m going to suck your cock until it is hard and then I’m going to walk you to your door, When we get there I’m going to kiss both you and your cock goodnight for probably the last time. I want no argument about it.” In reply he slumped against the seat and down I went.

Again I revelled in the wonderful smell of him and as I went back to work on his limp muscle I found that yet gain it slowly, ever so slowly began to fill and swell until at last it actually pulsed. To ensure it stayed up I worked on it some more and as he moaned gently and slipped down in the seat I again slipped a wet finger inside him and began to caress the little bud I’d found before. Again he grunted gently as I slipped my finger over it, making him twitch each time I did so. Satisfied that it would now stay hard I withdrew my finger and got out. Because his jeans were round his ankles he almost fell out of the truck, so I carefully helped him out and putting one hand around his waist I held his jeans up with that one whilst the other hand was busy slowly jerking his cock as we walked along. The house was deeply quiet as we approached and I carefully leant him against the porchway, where we could not be seen should his mother or his brothers come down. I kissed him softly, lovingly and he duelled briefly with my tongue before allowing it inside his mouth. Reluctantly I knelt down knowing that this was it, the end of my fantasy and I wanted to savour my last taste of his amazing youthful flavour, For the last time I took his young cock inside my mouth and rolled the head around with my tongue before slicking back the foreskin to finally savour his velvetness, For a long minute I held his future inside me and then kissing the tip and the length and those almost glowing balls, with tears falling down my face I got back on my feet, “Goodnight,” I said and turned to go.

“Wait,” Kev hissed and I felt him bang against me. When I looked around he was shaking his shirt and coat off so that they lay in a heap around his jeans. Almost naked he leaned against the wall and held out his hands. “Suck me,” he said, “suck my cock again, please you must,” he whispered. Down I went, eager to taste him, to love him. Hot and hard he thrust himself into me, grabbing my head with his hands. As I felt him throb hard inside me, his whole length pulsating with passion he whispered in my ear, “Finger, quickly.” I quickly slicked it again and this time it slid inside him easily. Bobbing and sucking hard and finger fucking him, wishing it was more than a finger I blew him over the edge and up into cock suckers heaven. I thrilled as spurted deep inside me and as he collapsed down the wall went with him to make sure not a drop was wasted.

When I stood up, our positions were reversed and my hard huge erection was almost opposite his mouth. This time when I exploded I did not dishonour him as his mouth closed around my volcanic eruption. Almost greedily he sucked me down inside him. I wept tears of joy and elation as the sensations warped through my body bringing me to the edge of the universe. As my lust at last subsided I bent to kiss him tasting at last the mixing of my cum and the taste of him. Now with passion spent I helped him up and dressed him, kissing his cock a last goodbye. I helped him into the house and went back home. Once inside I recovered his briefs from under the sofa and in bed alone with my latest fantasy I christened them twice.