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Date: Wed, 2 May 2012 11:56:44 -0600
From: Rob Loveboy <loveboyrob2@gmail.com>
Subject: When-Opportunity-Comes-Knocking-2

I had given Sean a key to the shop to pursue his enterprise after school,
teasing him that he didn't have to break a window to get access any longer.
I trusted him with the machinery, he respected the dangers and employed a
keen sense for safety. Sean became a fixture around the house, as well,
enjoying many meals with me, my wife Dianne and my ten year old daughter
Katelyn, who was infatuated with him. Like father, like daughter!

I felt a sense of guilt each and every time he was near my family. My wife
was made aware of Sean's criminal indiscretion upon us and often
praised what she saw as my active role in changing his direction in
life. Sean but that guilt was soon put aside when we went out to the garage
and up into the loft, but only if he was so inclined at the time. Sex
became my begging for it, him humoring me by allowing me to give him a rim
job,  blowjob, and perhaps, if he was so inclined, to fuck me, with maybe a
token hand job reciprocated for my efforts.

Sean's twelve year old friend Zack often materialized in the shop, put to
work by Sean to lacquer or shellac his handicrafts. An employee, no doubt!
Zack's presence inhibited many horny moments, a ploy that I came to believe
was intentional on Sean's part to eliminate the potential of a 'lofty'
interlude! Sex was becoming less frequent, maybe once or twice a week when
he felt obligated to "pay the rent!"

Zack was short for his age, appearing younger by a year or so. He wore his
straight, dirty blond hair half way down past his shoulders and tucked
behind his ears. It seemed his bangs were the only hairs that his mother
deemed fit to trim. Eyes a bright green and a pug nose to match his
smallish, tightly formed mouth that perpetually formed an 'O' when he
concentrated at a task at hand. He was quite cute, but most certainly, dim
witted! You just pick up on those things after a while, if you know what I
mean!

Well, I won't leave you in suspense any longer, you've probably already
guessed it! Zack suddenly became the object of my desires when Sean's
interests waned. I loved him dearly, but sad to say, he was outgrowing his
sex appeal and usefulness.The problem at hand was how to go about seducing
Zack. Sean was easy, he fell into my hands. I manipulated him like a puppet
when he was too vulnerable to resist my very forward advances, and then
afterward, sold himself to me. I thought about recruiting Sean's help,
break the ice for me and one evening while recieving my after sex handjob,
I tested the waters.

Blunt and to the poinit, I asked, "Have you ever fooled around with Zack?"

"No!" he exlaimed sharply. "I keep telling ya, --I'm not a queer."

"Oh come on, Sean!" I pressed. "Most boys your age jerk off together...
it's normal."

"Well, like... it wasn't really jerking off together. I told him about it,
though. He asked me to show him, but I wouldn't.  He did it under the
covers and showed me for a minute, asking me if he was doing it right."

"And was he?" my interest perked, a shot in the dark question paid off
handsomely.

"DAH!, --I mean, it isn't that difficult." he answered.

"Did he cum?" I was about to, thinking about Zack beating his dick as I
watched on, teaching him the first boyhood discovery of masturbation.

"He couldn't cum yet, he just turned twelve. That's why he wanted to see me
do it, ya know... see the sperm squirt and what it looked like."

Doing the simple math real quick, it was obvious that that episode happened
only four months ago. Zack was exactly 12 years and four months old, sohe
specificaally advised  when I asked his age days before. I wondered if he
had yet reached utopia, that very important moment that every boy looked
forward to, the rite of passage into manhood!

"Do you know if he can shoot now?" my load was building  as Sean pumped
away frantically to get it over with.

"How the fuck should I know?" he spat, "Why are ya so interested in Zack
all of a sudden? --You plan on doing him or something?"

"What would you say if I did?"

"Go for it, no big deal to me!"

That response had be boiling over Sean's hand. I hated the mess and missed
his sensuous mouth and the odor that lingered on his breath afterward when
we would cuddle close before moving onto other things. His own hefty load
that slithered down my throat, but as of late, it was only felt oozing from
my hole. Where did I go wrong and allow myself to be hijacked sexually.
Zack would become my new boy-toy, that I was determined to make happen more
than ever.

"Find out if he can cum yet for me." I tasked Sean. Not that the end result
would be of any significance in my pursuit to bed Zack, only spark my flame
and satisfy the fantasy of taking a boy into his first orgasm.

"Sure!" Sean replied with a nonchalant shrug. It dawned on me then that he
would probably assist in any way possible in the exploitation of his young
friend. Not for my benefit, of course, but his own ulterior motives of
being let off the hook sexually. A win-win for both of us!

Christmas was approaching and the wife and I decided prior on a six person
hot tub to be installed on the deck, a present that we could
mutually enjoy. I built a prefab cedar gazebo to house it, easily slapped
together upon final installation of the tub. The following Saturday after
Sean and I had our talk, I was putting the final touches on its assembly.
The wife and I had christened the new addition the night before and the
need for privacy from neighbors placed a high priority on my list
of Saturday projects!

Sean and Zack were in the shop working on a Christmas back log of name
plaques since early morning. I ordered a pizza for our lunch and as we sat
in my kitchen devouring it, Sean commented on the hot tub and asked if they
could try it out, looking at me like the cat that caught the bird. The
conniving little shit had presented me an opportunity!

"But I don't have a bathing suit!" queried Zack.

Sean looked at him, "Dah! --We're all boys here, Zack."

I didn't allow Zack the option of further debate, "Sounds like a great
idea! I'll get us some towels." I advised. There was no pre-game plan, I
had no idea how things would proceed, only knowing that I would see Zack
naked. My cock twitched in anticipation.

Zack was all eyes, ogling first Sean who wasted no time stripping, then me
as I adjusted my exposed manhood for greater visual effect while he slowly
pulled off his own clothes. He hesitated nervously, standing only in his
underwear, thumbs inside the waist band. Sean nor I gave him any lenience,
we stood there staring at the red faced boy with a dumb grin on his face.
He finally gave into the silent pressure and shucked the barrier of modesty.

My heart skipped several beats. He was hairless and semi erect, larger than
I expected considering his short stature, well on his way in the process of
genital development. Cut, and in his present condition, which I knew to be
simply an innocent reaction to the erotica of his surroundings, it jutted
and arched as long and chubby as my thick bent thumb. I guessed his optimum
erectness would equate to almost four inches. His balls hung high, yet
plump, perhaps still making their transition lower, or that nature opted to
keep them snug in anatomical design like many males of all ages. Zack still
bore baby fat on his body, unlike Sean who was lean.

All that information registered in the split second before he shielded
himself with both hands in shyness. He exhibited a definite
boyhood curiosity of same sex nudity and the diversity of maturity
displayed before him. I understood his apparent awkward sense of ineptness
in his comparisons.

"Hey, dude! Don't be shy, okay?" I reassured him, "You have nothing to be
ashamed of down there. --Actually, I don't think I've ever seen a boy your
age with such a big one!" I lied, he grinned with pride.

Sean added, "Ya, fuck head! --When did you grow such big gonads? Ya told me
the other day that ya couldn't make the white stuff yet! You shitting me
again?" Sean laughed, embarrassing Zack.

That comment was meant for my ears, Sean had just affirmed what I wanted to
know. What he did next blew me away.

Forcing Zack's hands to his sides before he could react, Sean held and
fondled the boy's cock, "Ya must not be doing it right, dude!" He moved
behind Zack and said, "Let me show ya." and vigorously masturbated the
stunned kid whose eyes were wide a saucers.

My estimation of his length was right on. About four inches expanded in
reaction to Sean's stimulation. So did my own cock, springing to attention
in a second. The scene was so fucking hot and unbelievable that I was
paralyzed until Sean moved aside waving  his hard cock at me.

"Suck me off, man!" he demanded, his aggression somewhat unsettling.

On my knees in a flash, Zack's jaw hung open at full capacity watching. He
had been a boy of few words since the day I met him and he was at a loss
for them then, no different than I. My mouth was full of beautiful boy cock
as I took in the erotic scene to my left, Sean pumping Zack! I reached over
and massaged the boy's tender balls a little too rough and he flinched in
pain. I paused sucking Sean, and said, "Sorry!"

In record time, Sean was trembling in excitement. As bad as I craved his
treat, the moment the first blast was felt in my mouth I removed his cock
and jerked him off over my face.I coerced the remains from his shaft and
then used his softening cock to scoop and savor his deposit from my face.
Zack had finally witnessed his first ever scene of ejaculation and semen.

"Suck Zack's cock for him now!" Sean demanded, but really didn't have to
suggest it.

One more young cock to fiest upon, I moved onto Zack. I could smell pizza,
Sean's unwashed hand left its traces on the boy's wiener like dick. It was
bony, not much meat encased it but the crown flared  and formed perfectly
with a rather wide pee slit with a sensitivity that the tip of my tongue
discovered spreading it wide with my thumb and index finger. Zack quivered
and giggled nervously, his apprehension to the whole turn of events from
the prospect of skinny dipping in the hot tub to exposure to raw sex acts
performed by a grown man on Sean and himself surely was overwhelming and
scary for him. Even though his plump testicles suggested that he would be
capable, I wasn't foolish enough to think that there was chance in hell I
would bring him to his first orgasm under the present conditions. I would
have to lay him in a prone position, reassure and nurture him into
relaxation and acceptance, then suck and jerk until the cows came home. I
looked forward to the challenge and reap the rewards!

Sean tried to encourage him, "It feels good,... trust me Zack. --Just let
him show ya, relax and enjoy it." he soothed as he crawled into the steamy,
churning tub and sat to observe his buddy being serviced.

Fifteen minutes later, my knees ached and a cramp in my thigh forced me to
postpone matters.Taking Zack's hand and helping him into the tub, he sat
beside Sean and watched me standing, trying to work out the cramp. His eyes
were glued to my hard on, noticing that, Sean reached out, took my cock and
pulled me closer to him.

I was shocked once again when he took me in his mouth, but not near as
flabbergasted as Zack. Not for one moment did I think Sean would ever give
me another blowjob, especially one witnessed by another boy! God, how I
longed for his talented mouth, how desperately I wanted things back the way
they were. Sean was only leading Zack on, setting an example for his
protege who would assume his previous role, that was a given. He was a
manipulator, a con artist, a thief, self centered and who knew what else? I
still didn't know much about his life, nor where he lived or who he lived
with. Even Dianne couldn't get much information from him. But fuck did I
love him, regardless!

As expected, Zack was queued to suck my cock. With Sean's hand to the back
of his head, and my cock being pointed in his direction, Zack hesitated a
few seconds and submitted to Sean's unspoken expectations and opened his
mouth. Leaning forward to allow him full access, my hand replaced the hold
on Zack's head, his hair so soft that I couldn't resist running my fingers
through it.

Sean, pleased with himself and smiling, proceeded to tutor Zack on the fine
art of cock sucking, just the way I taught him so many months ago. He put
his heart and soul into it, randomly taking over the chore in
providing graphic demonstrations. Two kids, two mouths, four hands, each
manipulating my genitalia was more than any like minded man could wish for,
knees buckled and I screamed for Sean to finish me off since he was on the
receiving end at the time. Instead, he made Zack do the honors of taking
over to bear his first mouth load of man cum.

"That's it, Zack! --Suck hard as you can and swallow it at the same time...
that way it doesn't taste so bad." Sean gave his final instruction.

Exhausted, I flopped down between the two boys with each embraced by an arm
and held close to my chest. The timer had long since expired and the water
was calm. "That was fucking awesome, guys!" I complimented, looked at Zack
and asked, "You okay, little man?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, I guess. It sure is big... I almost
choked!"

That was the most the kid had ever uttered at one time. I detected a minor
speech impediment and a possible mental deficiency. Not retarded, only the
slow wittiness that I suspected all along finally confirmed. He was an
unlikely choice of friend by Sean, I thought. Sean was sharp, calculated.
Zack was easily manipulated, could be talked into doing anything by the
likes of Sean. Burglaries included! How stupid I had been in not
recognizing the short frame and the long hair from that night in July when
I caught Sean and let this accomplice flee! I never got a good look at him
then, it was dark and everything happened so fast.

Zack was part of an even bigger master plan, suddenly coming around the
shop after months of hiatus. Sean was fully cognizant that I would be
attracted to the boy, any boy for that matter, but Zack was a logical
choice for the scheme that I was unwittingly lured into. I had to laugh at
his resourcefulness, I wasn't at all upset, on the contrary, how could I
be. The kid was dense enough to be sexually abused by any man and then keep
his mouth shut about it, more so when encouraged by his mentor Sean to do
so!

It was evident through the clear water that both boys were erect. Sean had
always been quick to recharge, teenage testicles were actually *Every Ready
*batteries, that tidbit I remembered from my own youth! It reinforced my
suspicion that Sean's self denial was only surface deep, he got off on the
erotica of it all but had put up sudden limitations imposed on himself, the
sexuality issue.  And as for Zack,?I guessed he was still caught up in the
moment of sexual limbo,  awareness versus unawareness. right versus wrong,
adult superiority versus disobedience, and of course, peer pressure.

The opportunity to play with both sets of genitals couldn't be more
prevalent. Yes! I was a very lucky man, blessed by the Patron Saint of
Boy-Lovers Himself!  Don't know his name, but judging by all those Catholic
Priests getting lucky, there had to be one 'Up-There' somewhere!

I fondled Sean and masturbated Zack slowly in the the hopes that it would
ebb his inhibitions and fears of me touching him sexually. Sean,
thankfully, was doing everything in his power to orchestrate and promote a
positive environment, however I felt it was paramount that Zack feel
comfortable and learn to trust me on his own volition. If I was going about
it the right way or not? How the fuck would I know!

There was no conversation, just quiet time. Sean amazed me by resting his
head on my shoulder and a hand on my thigh with a soft caress. Not part of
any scheme to seduce Zack, solely a personal, intimate gesture, I was sure.
At the time, that innocent regard of emotion meant more to me than any
sexual act he could ever perform in making me more happy. I virtually shed
silent tears when he looked up and into my eyes and smiled warmly, before
sinking his head.to tenderly suck my left nipple, an act never before asked
of him, or treated to me in the past.

"You wanna go to the loft, Sean?" I asked. He never wavered from my chest
and gave two affirmative nods, the words didn't have to be spoken, he
wanted to fuck me and I wanted him to do so like never before.

We climbed out of the tub, Zack obliviously followed like a puppy dog.
Drying off  together and all sporting variable states of erection. A
wet towel flicking fight ensued just before the gazebo door opened, Dianne
entered smiling.

"Hi honey! the gazebo looks..."  her smile faded and she halted. Covered
her eyes and apologized to the squirming boys who were stunned, scrambling
to cover themselves much to late before she made a hasty retreat.

I was fucked! Trembling in total fear, I told the boys to hurry and dress
and go back to work in the shop. I had to do some quick thinking before
facing the inquisition that was sure to follow. I was careless again. Once
hadn't bad enough, however the situation then was successfully explained
away. This time, she had to have seen beyond the nudity, all of us in a
very unnatural, unexplainable predicament to be in!

She was sitting at her vanity in the bedroom applying makeup when it dawned
on me as to why she was home early, she was going to Toronto to attend a
company function. No sooner had I walked into the room did she start on me.

"What in God's Name is going on?" she spat.

"What the hell are you talking about, Dianne?" I countered, knowing exactly
what she meant.

"Grown men don't prance around naked with little boys,... that's what!"

"We were just... The boys wanted to check out the hot tub." I ad libbed,
"What, --was I suppose to send them home for their bathing suits?"

"Dianne glared at me, "Don't give me that "we're all boys" horse shit
again. I can maybe understand that, although I still think it's
inappropriate, but those two boys had erections... and you certainly looked
no worse for the wear!" she scathed, confirming my worst fears.

"We were just,... just horsing around, hon." I meekly replied.

"Are you daft or what?  --Firstly, it's not normal for men to "horse
around" naked with little boys, and secondly, worse yet, with his... in
that condition! -- And men don't spring erections without being aroused,
either! --There... I said it!"

"What the fuck are you insinuating, Dianne? It just happens to guys
sometimes and..."

"And when it does, they would try to at least hide it!"

There was no chance for defence. She was exactly right and no excuse in the
world would convince her, or anyone else otherwise. I decided to change
course.

"You're right, I guess It was wrong. But it was innocent fun, Dianne. The
boys spotted it and... well, I couldn't deny it, so I decided to have fun
with it. I'm not a pervert!" I lied through my teeth.

"Well, use some common sense from now on. No more romping around in the
nude with boys!"

"I promise!" I lied again, kissing her forehead.


to be continued...