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This story is a work of fiction and did not actually take place.
It depicts explicit sexual acts between adult males and preteen
boys.  Any actions involving sexual contact with a minor are
purely the work of my imagination.

If this type of material offends you, please do not read further.
For those that wish to share my fantasies, enjoy!

AUTHORS FORWORD:  This chapter differs from the previous
six as it is written in the third person.  The reason behind this
is that there are now multiple adult characters and it would
have been difficult to continue in the first person from Cole's
view.

Special thanks to Marcus for allowing the use of his name.

Characters;
Cole - Aged 28
Josh - Aged 9
William - Aged 7

Marcus - Aged 34
Rory - Aged 5 ¾

Myles - The boy's step-father
Claire - The boy's mother
Valerie - The boy's sister (13)
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PART SEVEN - The Group

"So how was the desert?"  Claire asked.

"Great!"  Cole replied after finishing off the last remains of his
crème brule.  What Claire and Myles couldn't see under the
table was Cole removing his hand from William's trousers and
running it up and down his thigh as he sat next to him.  Cole
had enjoyed the last ninety minutes eating a dinner of succulent
Chicago steak and sipping at three glasses of wine while he'd
caressed young William's crotch.  During the evening, Cole had
been fondling the lads small cock and had slipped his hand into
William's trousers a few minutes ago to tug on his little prick and
bring him to orgasm.  Cole had maintained his conversation with
Myles across the other side of the table as he worked William to
climax who enjoyed the stimulation and ate his ice-cream in
silence.

William had done a superb job in stifling his pleasures, holding
his spoon in his mouth as he came in dry humps under the
table with his mother and Myles only a couple feet away,
moaning so softly that Cole barely heard it over the din of the
restaurant.  Josh looked on with envy from his place beside
Claire and impatiently drummed his fingers on the table
knowing exactly what attention his brother was receiving at
Cole's hand.  Once William had finished his desert, Claire sent
the boys off with Valerie to the kids centre for a couple hours
while the adults headed off to the casino.

 Cole was disinterested in both the slot machines and the card
tables, but he followed Myles and Claire around the large
spacious room filled with the loud ringing of slot machines and
people either cheering or crying out in frustration.  That was how
Cole felt right then - frustrated that the boys were probably
enjoying themselves in the kids centre gawking at and playing
with the other cute boys while he was stuck down here
pretending to be enjoying himself, when what he wanted most
was to be up in the hotel room with them exploring their smooth
and hairless preteen bodies.  He'd had his hand down William's
trousers at dinner, grasping his little cock and massaging it
while William had pumped his hips back and forth a little as he
fucked Cole's hand, but that was nothing compared to what he'd
been doing with the two boys over the last couple days and what
he would be doing with them and little five year old Rory later that
night.

It had all started some months ago during one of Cole's previous
visits.  He'd dried young William off after a bath and in a bold
move that had shocked even him, had found himself sucking on
William's little boy sized prick.  William had enjoyed the
experience and had confided in Cole that his father also did it
with him and his brother Josh.  Upon arriving at their farm this
time, Cole had anticipated William's eagerness to continue and
had been pleasantly surprised that Josh was also just as willing.
They had taken a ride on Cole's motorbike to a secluded spot a
few kilometers from the farm where Cole had sexed both boys up
and even fucked Josh for the first time.  Later that same night, he
had slipped into the boy's bedroom and carried William back to
his own room where he'd busted the little tyke's cherry.  There
were many more shared experiences since then, waking up the
next morning to Josh sucking William off and Cole joining in, the
 shower with William, sucking them both off in the darkened house
of horrors at the fun park, fucking Josh again in the hotel room,
fooling around in the swimming pool changing room where they'd
met Marcus and young Rory, Marcus and Cole playing with
William and Rory in the pool and lastly Cole fucking both Josh
and William again just before they'd left for dinner.

All that however, was just the build up to what he and Marcus had
planned for this evening.  They had agreed to meet in their hotel
room with the three boys and to swap Josh for Rory, meaning that
Marcus would get to fuck Josh, while Cole and William would
enjoy Rory's body and the pleasures it would bring them.  Cole
was eagerly awaiting his first experience with a boy as young as
Rory with excitement.  He couldn't wait to slowing undress him,
fondle and suck his tiny cock and hoping that William would be
permitted fuck the young five year old and that he'd be able to
capture it on video.  He was also secretly hoping that he himself
would get a chance himself to shove his own cock deep in Rory's
tight ass, but that was something he'd have to play by ear as the
night progressed.

"Cole!"  Myles shouted.  "Are you listening?"

"W-What?"  Cole stammered, his mind focusing on the present
once again.  They were standing close to a Blackjack table and
Myles was pulling out a handful of cash from his pocket.

"I said, do you wanna play?"

"Ummm, yeah sure."  Cole answered automatically.  Looking
around, he noticed that Claire was no longer with them, having left
while Cole was daydreaming about the boys in a world of his own.

"Where's Claire?"  He asked.

"What's up with you tonight man?  She left to go play the slot
machines."  Myles sat down in one of the spare chairs around
the table.  There were only two other players at the table and
Cole sat next to Myles, also producing a couple hundred dollar
bills and exchanging them for chips with the dealer.

"You'd better keep your mind on the game otherwise you won't
last five minutes!" Myles joked, but Cole knew that he'd find it
difficult to concentrate as his thoughts immediately wandered
back to the three boys.

Over the course of the next hour, Cole's pot grew to double what
he started out with and then dropped back down until he had
only fifty dollars left sat in front of him.  That was the way with
poker, you could be out for the count one minute and then get a
good couple hands and be back in it - or the other way around of
course.  Knowing that he wouldn't be able to get away any time
soon, he settled back into his chair and started to play seriously,
bluffing his way through a couple hands when he was holding
absolutely nothing of value.  Glancing at his watch periodically,
he was planning his escape within in the next hour to be on time
for his 'appointment' he'd made with Marcus.

************

A couple hours earlier, Rory was laying on the couch in their hotel
room watching the Disney channel on TV with his head propped
up on a pillow and his legs dangling over the armrest.  He was
dressed in a light blue t-shirt with a bright 'Buzz Lightyear'
blazoned across the front with knee length shorts and ankle
socks.  Rory was almost six years old and had thick dark brown
hair and big expressive chocolate colored eyes that caught
people's attention almost immediately.  His complexion was a
natural olive color that, although he didn't know her, he'd inherited
from his mother with a few light freckles over his rounded button
nose and cheeks.

The sliding door to the balcony was open and letting in a cooling
breeze as the sun set over the horizon.  As Marcus had work to
catch up on, they'd ordered dinner through room service and he
now sat at the table working on his laptop with his cell phone
pressed to his ear talking at the same time.

"Yeah, did you get the pictures I sent?"  He asked.  "I took them
after we left the pool so he had no idea.  They're cute huh?  About
eight and ten years old I'd say."

Marcus had sent a few photos he'd taken with his zoom lens of
Josh and William and one close up of Cole's face to an old friend
a couple hours ago who specialized in gathering information and
backgrounds about people.  He was after a full profile of Cole -
family, job, friends, activities, memberships, criminal records,
internet use, wealth, credit card use, travel - none of it was
beyond his friend's ability or resources.  Marcus had also
managed to sweet talk one of the hotel receptionists into
divulging Cole's full name which he had passed onto his friend
earlier.

There was a pause as he listened for a bit and glanced at Rory
on the couch.  "Uh huh.  Cole says he's fucked 'em both and
wants to share so we arranged to meet in his room later tonight
with Rory and the two boys.  He offered me Josh's ass but I'm
planning on doing 'em both if I can.  The younger ones got a nice
bubble butt and he loves his cock being touched; I had my hands
all over him earlier getting a good feel."

At the mention of his name, Rory looked up at his Dad who was
wearing only a light pair of shorts and nothing else.  Marcus
winked at him and Rory smiled back in response knowing who
and what his Dad was talking about.

"Yeah no shit man, it just came from fricken left field.  One minute
we were changing after a swim and the next I'm watching the older
kid, Josh, put this guys hand on his cock and looking straight at
me.  They were parading around naked like they wanted me to
watch and then he just comes up and asks if Rory wants to play
with them in the pool."  Marcus paused again as he listened to his
friend shout obscenities down the phone at his good fortune.

"Of course I bloody well did!  I acted like I was nervous as hell, but
I gave him just enough encouragement and hints of what I wanted
until I eventually had my hand down William's pants and Cole was
getting a good feel of Rory in the pool.  I gave him a bullshit story
about only playing around with Rory a little and hinted that his
mother wasn't around.  It didn't take much encouraging before he
suggested we hook up later tonight with the boys"

"I know!  I'm usually the one that makes a move but this guy had
some balls."  There was another pause and Marcus looked back
over to his son who now had his hand inside his shorts playing
with himself as he listened to his fathers conversation.

Marcus regularly had sex with other boys as young as six and
enjoyed a wide range of ages, but his preference was for the
hairless lads under about 12 years old.  While Marcus had been
sexing his son up on a regular basis since he was two, he had
only recently been shared with Marcus's colleagues and friends,
the only exception being the man on the other end of the phone
who had also been playing with Rory from about age four.  He'd
met him and the others some time ago when he was first
'recruited'.  Back then, he'd been living a solitary life, working at a
job he despised and spent his evenings dreaming up fantasies
about little boys.  However, the Group changed all that.

It started years ago when he'd been downloading and watching
boy videos using P2P programs and occasionally chatting to the
people he was downloading from.  From one of these encounters,
he'd chatted to a man via MSM most nights and over the course
of the next six months had gotten to know the guy fairly well,
until he was invited to attend a gathering of like minded individuals.

It blew his mind away.  From that day on his life took a turn for the
better in every way imaginable.  He was offered a new job working
for those very same people on a considerably higher pay-grade,
given assistance in buying a large new house in their private
estate, enrolled back at university to study business and even
given a lump sum of money to invest.  But highest on the list of
 benefits that were offered to him was the open and free sex of
young little boys that the Group shared between them.  All were
the sons of executives and high level managers of the company
he now worked for, ranging in ages between six and fourteen
years old, sometimes even younger.

The company was wholly owned and operated by the employees
all the way down to the assistant mailroom clerk.  Every one of
them owned shares in the company, given freely when they signed
on, but the executive team and managers had larger shares and
dictated the direction of the company.  Of course, only the
executive team and a select few managers knew of the illicit
sexual activities being financed by the company which included
privately owned island resorts, mountain cottages, city penthouse
apartments, private schooling facilities for the boys, medical and
research facilities and two Cessna citation jets.  While these
assets and the boys were mainly used by the group, there were
occasions when a little something 'extra' was needed to broker a
deal worth hundreds of millions of dollars with foreign clients or
investors, and so a select few of the boys were made available to
visiting guests to ensure the deal went through.

And Marcus was now one of them.  The only thing asked in return
was that he excelled in his position; make a huge profit for the
company and to father a child that he would raise into a willing
sex toy for himself, and in time the other men who made his life
possible.  That was seven years ago and through the miracle of
invitro fertilization and gene selection ensuring the child would be
male, the company found a willing host and he was given a son of
his own flesh and blood.

Almost six years after his birth, Marcus was now watching Rory
unconsciously grope at his pecker as he stared at the television.
Marcus listened in to what his friend had already gathered on Cole;
An only child, raised by a single mother, worked for an
international cruise line as a Communications and Computer
Systems Officer which kept him out of the country for 10 months
of the year, only a few friends that he kept in contact with,
relatively well off as his income was tax free and paid in cash, he
owned a three bedroom apartment in the city without a mortgage
and no criminal offenses.

"It all looks pretty legit so far, there're records going all the way
back to the eighties.  I'm still waiting on the reports of internet
use - you know those take a little longer since we have to get
them without raising suspicion of the individual, just in case there
is anything there."  The person on the phone said.

"Thanks Kieran.  I'd appreciate it if you'd finish checking him out
and get back to me but I doubt he's a cop, not with what I
watched him do to Rory today.  If he's clean then I think we
should proceed if the Group approves.  Can you let them know?
I think we may have found ourselves a new 'Buster' if what he said
 about the size of his cock is true."

What the group referred to as a 'Buster' was the name given to the
man with a smaller than average cock who's sole purpose was
initiating the new and younger boys to the pleasures of anal sex.
Usually at around the age of five or six or sometimes younger
depending on the boy, and whether the father and the group as a
whole thought they were ready, the 'Buster' was required to
deflower the lad during a ceremony in the presence of an invited
few.  The boy's father was allowed to assist if he wished and could
also nominate another close friend within the Group to be included
as the boy's first men to fuck him.  Often, a one or two of the older
boys were sometimes required to help ease the process before the
'Buster' took the lads cherry, meaning that a newly initiated boy
could expect to be fucked three or more times on his first night.

The last man to occupy this role had unfortunately died of a heart
attack some months ago and the group had been without anyone
to fulfill the task, meaning that some of the younger boys that
were 'of age' hadn't yet been promoted from Apprentice to the
rank of Tyro, like Rory.  Although Marcus wanted nothing more in
the world than to experience the joys of having sex with his son,
he knew that to break the cardinal rule of taking his virginity for
himself meant explosion from the Group and losing the life he had,
not to mention his own son whom he would never see again.  One
of the conditions of membership was to legally transfer
guardianship of their children to the company.

"I already made the call."  Kieran answered.  "They want to see
my report and talk to you after you're done there.  They said you
can tell him the basic stuff and offer a meeting with you and the
executive board next week.  But no specific details about us at
all!"

"I'm telling you, this is our guy.  I just have a feeling about it. . . .
If you'd seen his face and the way he looked at Rory you'd be
just as sure as I am."

Knowing that his Dad was talking about Cole, the man he'd met
earlier today at the swimming pool who'd played with his pee-pee,
and the mention of the 'Buster' made Rory hard.  He'd been told
by the other kids at his Dad's club about having their cherry
busted and what that meant.  He also knew that he was supposed
to have been busted himself already and was eagerly looking
forward to the day his father could fuck him.  His attention drifted
away from the television as he pushed his shorts down and rubbed
his little cock thinking of his Dad and his other friends when they
kissed him down there.  He wanted Cole to do the same thing and
couldn't wait for tonight to arrive.  He wanted to see Cole and
William and Josh again and to do the things with them that he did
with the other boys and men at the club.

Marcus had been pacing back and forth in the large living room
and turned back to see his son with his shorts pushed down
and stroking his little prick with a finger and thumb.  "Hey
sweetie," he said moving the mouth piece down and away from
his mouth.  "You need help with that?  I'll be there in a minute
okay?"

Craning his head back on the cushions, Rory looked back at his
upside down father and wrinkled his forehead.  He knew his Dad's
'minute' really meant about half an hour.  Deciding not to wait and
to get his Dads attention, Rory rolled off the couch and walked
over to stand in front of him with his shorts slipping to the floor as
he went.  He hadn't been wearing any underwear so they were
easy to step out of as he climbed up the chair to stand on the
table with his crotch and hard little dick sticking straight out,
level with his fathers face screaming for attention.

"Who's on the phone Daddy?"  Rory whispered.

Covering the mouthpiece with his hand Marcus answered his son.
"It's uncle Kieran sweetie."

'Uncle Kieran' was the company's CFO and Marcus's mentor.  In
the seven years since he was welcomed into the company,
Marcus had risen to the position of Chief International Officer
responsible for the development and implementation of overseas
markets.  This meant that he was away one week out of every
four, and that Rory stayed with Kieran during those weeks.  As a
result, Rory thought of Kieran as his uncle even though there was
no blood relation.  In turn, Kieran treated Rory exactly as he treat
his own two boys as though he were his own, including sexing
him up either on his own or together with his eight and eleven year
old sons Zach and Alex.

Amy, Kieran's live in nanny, took care of the boys most of the time
when he wasn't there and was also the mother of another boy
fathered out to one of the high ranking managers of the company.
There were a few women employed to care and teach the boys at
the company's private school, look after them when their fathers
were at work and to provide a balanced male to female ratio in
their lives, but one of the main reasons was that the Group needed
them to carry new sons to term for them.

They were all aware of the activities that went on behind closed
doors but since they were all ex-professionals, they had seen and
experienced every kind of sexual preferences imaginable, the least
perverted being those for young preteen boys.  What they saw
around them was a loving and caring community of men who just
happened to enjoy the pleasures of a young boy's body.  Apart
from consensual role-playing fantasies, they never forced
themselves on the boys and in fact they had a very strict code-of-
-conduct and any infractions towards the boys within the Group
were dealt with immediately and harshly.  That, along with the fact
that they were very highly paid for their services and any exposure
would mean they would never see their children again ensured their
loyalty.

Taking hold of the phone in Marcus's hand, Rory spoke into one
end.  "Uncle Kieran?  Daddy needs to get off the phone now
okay."

Marcus laughed at his son's impatience and ran a hand up Rory's
silky smooth leg and thigh to his fleshy ass cheek and gave it a
little squeeze while gazing at his totally suckable little cock and
tight sack.

"Sounds like someone wants your attention buddy."  Kieran said
on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, I got a naked little soldier standing to attention right in my
face who I think wants to play.  Call me back with the rest of the
stuff on Cole when you have it."

"Will do.  Should have it in about thirty minutes.  Have fun!"  Kieran
said.

"Actually, I'll call you back when I'm done here okay."

"Rrrrrrright. . . ."  Kieran laughed as he hung up and the phone
went dead.

Putting the cell phone down on the table next to his laptop.
Marcus kept one hand on his son's ass and pushed the bottom
of his t-shirt up over is stomach for a better view.  Rory's tummy
curved down into his groin to reveal a beautifully smooth mound
and hard two inch circumcised boy cock.  His little ball sack was
so small that you wouldn't even call them globes.  Instead, they
sort of just melded into his body at the base of his cock with little
protrusions where his nuts actually were.  On either side, the silky
smooth skin of his thighs ran down the length of his legs without a
hint of hair all the way down to his cute small feet and perfect toes.

Marcus was so hungry for his hot little son and immediately lent
in and pressed his face into Rory's crotch, taking a deep breath
through his nose and smelling that delicious boycock scent.
Opening his lips, Marcus slid over Rory's flat sack and licked his
nuts before covering and sucking on them with his mouth.  He
brushed his free hand up Rory's leg to gently massage his hard
prick between his thumb and fingers and squeezed his soft round
ass cheeks with his other hand.

Unable to resist the temptation, Marcus pulled his mouth back
from his son's sack and wrapped his lips around the bulging tiny
head of Rory's immature cock and circled his tongue around it
inside his mouth.  Sliding down its short length to burry his nose
into Rory's soft mound, Marcus savored the feeling of once again
having a tiny prepubescent cock in his mouth and the taste of it
ignited his senses.

With his cock fully engulfed, Rory felt the familiar sensations of his
father's warm mouth and tongue holding him tightly as he worked
back and forth sending shivers cascading from his groin and
throughout his young body.  Instinctively, and as a result of
uncountable sexual encounters from the age of two with his father
and the other men and boys, Rory began to move in and out of his
father's mouth in slow rhythmic motions.  He placed a hand on
Marcus's head while holding up his t-shirt with the other so he
could see down his chest and stomach to his little cock
disappearing between Marcus's lips.  Rory loved watching his Dad
suck on his hard pee-pee and the feel of his hands as he stroked
around his balls and up his tummy and chest.

Right now, Marcus held his son's hips and buttocks in a firm grip
and moved his waist back and forth pulling his crotch harder into
his face as he delighted in the delicious taste of Rory's hard
preteen cock in his mouth.  At only five years of age, Rory already
knew the now familiar pleasures that could be experienced by a
practiced partner, having been sucked to orgasm numerous times
by both adult men, some in their late sixties, and other boys
ranging from four to eighteen years old.

Once the older boys reached fourteen they were sent off to the
best private high schools the country had to offer and returned at
age 18 to start work at the company, learning the business and
progressing up the ranks to become the future leaders of the firm.
They also fathered new boys once they were older and continued
the sacred act of teaching and enjoying the bodies of their
offspring as soon as they were out of diapers.  Marcus had
himself started fondling young Rory and sucking on his cock from
when he was two years old, getting the lad used to the feeling
although he was far too young to have any sort of orgasm.  As
was typical in any of the households of the men in the Group,
nudity was a common state of dress inside their homes and
Marcus had on many occasions sat Rory in his lap and ground
his cock into the tight cleft of his butt and came over his ass and
back, but never penetrating his virgin hole.

At the age of four it was customary to begin sharing the young
boys with the other men, and Marcus had by then trained Rory in
the art of sucking his man sized cock and the taste of seamen
until his technique and ability rivaled any experienced adult.  His
introduction to the Group at large began with Kieran being invited
to share in his exquisite beauty.  The boys were not subjected to
a sudden orgy of men all at once which would be far too
overwhelming; instead there was a planned sequence of events
that eventually lead to their participation in evenings spent with
multiple men and boys.  To be chosen as the first adult, other
than the boys father, to bask in the newly found sexuality of a
young boy was an honor few get to experience.

Marcus's choice had been easy as Kieran was a regular figure in
Rory's life so far.  Being Marcus's mentor meant that Kieran spent
a lot of time at their house and Rory had become very fond of him,
jumping up and down with excitement every time he visited and
always pestering Kieran to pick him up and throw him around or to
just play with his toys with him on the floor.  The other benefit that
Marcus saw was that Kieran already had two sons who hadn't
needed any encouragement to become Rory's next sexual
partners, teaching him as they themselves had been taught in the
art of lovemaking.

Watching Rory devour Kieran's thick seven inch cock for the first
time had been difficult for Marcus, eliciting feelings of jealousy
and resentment at having to share his son, but these were
quickly pushed aside once he realized that Rory's feelings
towards him would never change and that he would always be his
father regardless of who happened to be sexing him up at the time.
He also rationalized that without the sharing of the boys, he
himself would never have been given the chance to suck and fuck
so many boys of all ages over the last seven years.

Over the course of the next year, Rory was exposed to more and
more men and boys until he now participated fully in the various
retreats and would soon be made available in a limited capacity
for requests by other members of the group for private and intimate
evenings with him.  Before that could happen however, he had to
take part in the ritualistic deflowering ceremony to become a fully
fledged Tyro - what the Group called a newly initiated boy ready
and willing to be fucked by man sized cocks.  Marcus was hopeful
that he had finally found a willing candidate who would perform the
sacred honor of taking his sons virginity so that he himself could at
long last show his son the love he held for him.

With his eyes focusing on Rory's silky smooth and hairless
abdomen, Marcus worked his mouth up and down his son's tiny
shaft with his tongue pressed firmly along the underside as Rory
moaned loudly above him.  Rory was usually very vocal whenever
he was being sucked, letting out groans and moans with each
thrust and a cry of pleasure when he orgasmed.

Sliding his lips up to Rory's miniature head, Marcus licked at it
with his tongue and shifted down to his flat ball sack that so
many of the other men found fascinating which was why Rory
was so often sort after by some men with tastes for the younger
ones.  Marcus himself found his son's sack excruciatingly sexy
and once again covered them with his mouth and salivated over
them with his tongue.  He couldn't suck them into his mouth as
his sack was so tight against his scrotum, but he could roll each
grape sized nut around with his tongue as his lips brushed over
the wrinkled skin.

Rory's hard cock was laying across Marcus's cheek with Rory still
bucking back and forth as he towered over him standing on the
table.  Deciding that he couldn't wait any longer and that he
needed to relieve his lust and desire before their rendezvous with
Cole and the two boys, he pulled away from Rory and lifted him
down from the table and into his arms.  Rory wrapped his legs
around Marcus's waist with his cock pressed into his stomach
and his arms around his neck.  Marcus pulled Rory into him until
their chests were pressed together and kissed his son on the lips
with his mouth open.  Rory hadn't yet mastered the art of kissing
sensuously with his tongue; instead he kissed like he was giving
head with his mouth open and tongue barely passing beyond his
own lips.

As Marcus walked them both to the bedroom with Rory in his
arms, he ran his tongue around Rory's lips and past his teeth into
his mouth feeling for his son's warm and tender soft tongue.  With
one hand on the back of Rory's neck pressing his mouth into his
and the other roaming around his waist and soft ass cheeks, he
reached the foot of the bed and gently let Rory slide down his
body to sit on the edge.  Marcus towered over his son with his
throbbing cock stretching the front of his shorts and watched as
Rory's skillful hands ran up and down his solid length and nuzzle
his face into his crotch.

"Yeah sweetie…  That feels good son."  Marcus said almost
breathlessly.  "Take off my shorts."  He ordered.

Rory obeyed, unfastening the top button and unzipped his Dad's
fly, being careful not to scratch his cock as Rory knew he wasn't
wearing any underwear.  Marcus's cock sprang free as his shorts
dropped to the floor and Rory gazed at its size and pulsing head
just an inch from his face.

"Do you want me to suck you now Dad?"  Rory enquired.

"Yeah sweetie, suck Daddy's cock for a bit and then I'll finish you
off." Marcus said, again staring down at his son's hard little
cocklett sticking up from his t-shirt and between his spread legs
on the bed.  His desires were urging him to his knees and to
spread Rory's legs apart to feast on that magnificent tiny prick.
Instead, he watched Rory open his mouth wide and take his eight
inch cock between his lips and lick at the pre-cum oozing from
his head.

Although Rory was only five years old, he had become quite an
expert at sucking man cock.  Able to take in at least five inches
of Marcus's length, he wrapped his lips around his shaft, sucked
in his cheeks and massaged his father's pole with his tongue
while keeping his eyes open looking up at his Dad and breathing
through his nose.  Sliding his lips back and forth across Marcus's
cock, Rory concentrated on pleasuring his Dad as he'd been
taught while Marcus pushed Rory's head further onto himself,
impaling the young lad and fucking his hot little mouth and almost
making him gag.

Rory was used to the rough treatment and forceful thrusts of his
father's cock.  A number of the men that had used his mouth as a
dumping ground for their jizz enjoyed pushing their cocks as far
into Rory's hot little mouth as possible.  At first Rory had resisted
and attempted to pull off them, but as they held his head they
forced their way back past his tongue and into his throat.  He had
gagged violently and retched at the intrusions, but soon learnt to
relax his throat and tongue to allow the probing rods of flesh past
his uvula.  His ability to suck men off and take their cocks into his
throat was a testament to his willingness to please his father and
the other men, and had in fact added to his popularity amongst
the Group as an expert cock sucker.  Often, the men preferred
being blown by Rory rather than some of the other more
experienced boys on offer.

Thrusting back and forth into Rory's mouth, Marcus maintained a
fast rhythm, pushing himself deep into the hot cavity and feeling
resistance as he continually mashed his cock head into the back
of Rory's throat.  Rory's eyes watered, but never wavered in
applying pressure to his father's cock with his cheeks and
tongue as his face was fucked vigorously.

Not wanting the experience to be over too soon, Marcus
reluctantly pulled out of Rory's mouth just a few moments before
shooting his load and brushed the lad's hands away so as not to
tip him over the edge.

Kneeling down in front of his son, Marcus pushed his open mouth
onto Rory's with his tongue darting out to taste his saliva and
fondle the boy's hesitant organ.  He detected the faint hint of his
own pre-cum in the young lad's mouth and moaned blissfully.

Pulling away with beads of saliva connecting their lips and falling
to their chins, he looked his son in the eyes.  "You make Daddy
so happy sweetie."  Rory smiled at him with adoration wanting to
be just like his father when he grew up.

"You're so good at sucking me, better than any one else I'd think
your mouth was made just for me."  Marcus said.

Rory beamed at the compliment but was more interested and
eager in having his father suck on his little pecker again.  "Are you
gonna suck me now and make the feeling come?"  He asked.

"I sure am sweetie."  Marcus assured him and brought his hands
to Rory's sides lifting his t-shirt up to reveal the soft skin of his
stomach and chest.  Holding the t-shirt up over Rory's head with
his arms held high, Marcus stopped and pushed Rory back onto
the bed with his head covered and arms pinned inside the t-shirt
above his head.  Marcus slid up his body after him and kissed his
chest and small nipples that were a dark pink against his olive
skin.  Biting down on each for a few seconds electing a cry of both
pain and pleasure from Rory, he moved to the side and licked at
Rory's armpit.  The boyishly musky aroma of sweat excited him
like nothing in this world and he opened his mouth wide to coat
Rory's sensitive and smooth armpit with his saliva causing little
goose bumps to form.

Admiring Rory's prone and venerable body laid out in front of him,
Marcus slid down his son's chest and stomach with his tongue
trailing a wet path to his crotch and imagined the boy's hands
and feet tied down to the bed.  Although none of the boys were
ever forced into performing any sexual act by the group, Marcus's
own private fantasy was to take a preteen boy against his will.  He
planned on soon introducing Rory to fantasy role-playing games in
which he would 'kidnap' his son and have him tied up before
devouring his body.  He had been planning on doing this fairly
shortly but now that Rory might be busted sooner than he
expected, he thought he'd wait until he could actually fuck him,
thus act out his secret desire to rape a young boy.

With his mouth hovering over Rory's hard two inch hairless cock,
Marcus focused back on the task at hand and pushed his sons
legs apart by the thighs and devoured his little boyhood.  Rory
moaned in pleasure once again and murmured encouragement
through the t-shirt covering his head.

"Mmmmm…  That's feels good Dad!"  He exclaimed unable to
bring his arms and hands down to his father's head as he lifted
his hips up off the bed to thrust into his mouth.

Marcus took in Rory's two inch length easily and sucked in his
cheeks, pressed his tongue hard into his little cock and rocked
back and forth over it knowing that Rory was close to boygasm.

Again, imagining the boy tied to the bed and struggling under him,
Marcus held Rory's butt down onto the bed by his hips and sucked
at his thin five year old cock with a loud slurping noise, feeling the
enlarged purple head hitting the top of his mouth just past his
teeth.  Rory began to buck his hips against his fathers strong
hands holding him down as his stomach mussels clenched and
relaxed with each movement.

Pulling up and off the tiny little cock which was now slimy and
glistening with his spit, Marcus pushed his son's legs even wider
apart until they were almost at a 180° angle and lifted Rory's hips
into the air, exposing the soft round cheeks of his ass and his pink
virgin rosebud between.  Wishing with all his heart that Rory had
been deflowered already and that he could fuck his son any time
he wanted, Marcus had to settle with ramming his tongue between
those beautiful mounds and probe at the entrance to Rory's
glorious boy cunt.

Knowing that the time was possibly closer than he had thought,
Marcus covered the puckered bud with his mouth and pushed his
tongue into Rory's hole, feeling the tightness of his ass lips as
they curled around the probing organ and envied Cole the pleasure
of fucking his son's virgin hole if he joined the Group.  Marcus
would just have to be very convincing with his proposal once he
had checked out the size of the man's cock and whether he
thought he'd be a good fit for the Group.

Ravishing his son's boy pussy with his mouth and tongue, Marcus
gently fondled his cock in one hand and rubbed his balls with his
thumb.  The other was snaking its way around Rory's leg and slid
between his ass crack and under his mouth to tickle at his nub.
Tonguing and finger fucking uninitiated boys was allowed and even
encouraged by the Group to 'acclimatize' them, so Marcus didn't
hesitate in pushing in with his middle finger up to his fist in one
fluid motion.  This wasn't the first time Marcus had finger fucked
his son, having started a few months ago in the hopes that a
replacement 'Buster' would be found reasonably quickly.  Rory
took right to it and also seemed to enjoy the anal ministrations as
was evident by his heavier breathing that came in louder gasps
and rasping moans.

Moving back up between Rory's spread legs with his finger deep in
his ass, Marcus once again engulfed his hard cock and sucked up
and down while sliding his finger in and out of his son's slick hole.

Rory moaned loudly, filling the large hotel room with sounds of
ecstasy fueling Marcus's lust.  Increasing the tempo of his finger
fucking, he pushed his face down into Rory's mound and sucked
at his little cock with renewed vigor and grasped at his tight sack,
squeezing them in his fingers almost painfully.

Lost in throws of pleasure, Rory succumbed to the bliss of
orgasm as jolts of electricity pounded through his young body and
ended at the tip of his cock buried in his father's mouth.  He thrust
his hips up and rammed his prepubescent cock in as far as it
would go as it jerked wildly and his ass clamped down on
Marcus's invading finger.

Experiencing a young preteen boy orgasm inside your mouth was
an exquisite sensation few got to know, but for Marcus it was the
ultimate in sexual pleasures and was made all the more so
knowing that it was his own five year old son he was pleasuring.

Holding Rory's cock tightly between his cheeks and tongue as his
pulsing eased to stuttering twitches, Marcus slowly extracted his
finger from his cunt and past his lips which remained slightly open
not that much smaller than the thickness of Marcus's finger.

There was still a lot of work to do if he hoped to be able to fuck his
son any time soon.  Stretching that cunt would take some serious
finger fucking and probably required the assistance of some of the
ten and twelve year old boys before even Cole could fit inside.

Finally, Rory struggled out of the t-shirt, pulling it up and over his
head until he could look down his prone body at his father's mouth
still wrapped around his softening boy cock knowing that in a short
while Cole would be doing that to him again.

For Marcus's part, the act of bringing intense pleasure to his son
was in of itself the most satisfying aspect of their shared
experiences.  His love for Rory was such that, although he longed
for it, needent require the same ministrations in return.  He was
content just to see the happiness and joy etched on his son's
beautiful face as Rory languished in the marvels of sexual desire,
offering his young body to his father's experienced hand.

Who am I trying to kid?  Marcus thought to himself.  Trying to
convince yourself that you're doing it all for him is easy when you
know damn well he's going to willingly go down on you and suck
your cock!

Giving Rory's limp cock a last twirl with his tongue, Marcus let it
slip out of his mouth and admired its tender beauty as it flopped
back down to hang loosely over his tight sack.  Marcus looked up
at Rory's smiling face beaming back down at him and pushed
himself up from his kneeling position between Rory's spread legs.

"Was that good?"  Marcus asked.

Rory bobbed his head up and down excitedly.  "Uh-huh."

"Good.  Is it Daddy's turn again now?"

Again, Rory nodded his head and smiled as he shifted to get up
off his back.

"No sweetie, stay there."  Marcus said and held his son's body
down with a hand on his stomach.  He crawled up onto the bed
with his knees either side of Rory's chest and lent over him,
holding himself up by his arms above Rory's head.  His need for
gratification overwhelmed him so completely that any inhabitations
he held to spare his son discomfort were forgotten as he directed
his throbbing cock to Rory's open mouth and pushed in.

It was electrifying.  The feel of Rory's wet tongue sliding down his
length as his lips wrapped around his engorged head sent shivers
through Marcus's crotch and up his spine.  The thick meat of his
cock expanded inside the boy's mouth as Rory suctioned his
cheeks around it and licked at his sensitive head with the tip of
his tongue while bringing his hand around to grasp Marcus's shaft.
His little fingers and thumb were separated by a few millimeters;
not being quite long enough to wrap around Marcus's cock fully.

While holding himself up with one arm, Marcus pulled a pillow
under Rory's head and spread his legs wide around his shoulders.
Marcus brushed a hand through Rory's dark brown hair and slowly
eased his cock further into the hot moist depths, looking down his
body to Rory's angelic face eating man cock with his eyes closed
in concentration.  The sight, along with the intense sensations of
his son's sensual tongue and lips gliding along his cock was
enough to urge him onwards and begin fucking Rory's tight little
mouth.

"Yeah sweetie.  That's good."  Marcus moaned above him.  "Suck
Daddy's cock."

Marcus pushed his hips forward and held Rory's head in place with
his free hand, watching his thick meat slide into his son's mouth
about half way down his eight inches before slowly easing back
out.  Again and again he pushed into the warm little mouth, each
time burying it a little deeper until he felt his head touching the
back of Rory's throat.

Three years of sucking his father and other men and boys had
taught young Rory the knack of not gagging when a cock was
pushed to the back of his throat.  Instead, he relaxed and allowed
it entry while moving his tongue back and forth across the
underside of his father's shaft like he knew he loved.

"God yeah.  Take my cock sweetie."  Marcus said.  "Let me fuck
your mouth."

Rory's eyes were now open and looking up his father's fit and
tanned body as he straddled over his face pushing his cock in and
out of his mouth, his thrusts increasing in tempo and his grip on
Rory's head getting harder and harder as he neared orgasm.  Rory
knew the signs well enough and prepared himself to receive his
father's milk and to swallow every drop as Marcus thrust into him
even deeper, pushing his head into and down Rory's throat.  His
eyes bulged and watered as he fought the urge to retch knowing
that his Dad would be disappointed if he did.

Marcus was paying no attention to his son's discomfort, lost in his
own world of pure pleasure with his eyes now closed and
mumbling incomprehensible words of encouragement.  His thick
man cock was slick and dripping with Rory's saliva, easily slipping
in and out past his lips and forcefully burying six inches deep into
his mouth and throat.  Rory was squeezing his lower shaft hard
with each thrust trying to hold it back but Marcus felt his balls
tighten and the red hot feeling in his head growing with an
impending orgasm.

Rory knew it was coming too.  He felt his Dad's balls tighten in his
grip and his head expand in his throat.  He tried in vein to relax his
mussels and open his throat as much as possible, but Marcus
only pushed further into him as his thrusting stopped and his cock
pulsed violently in Rory's throat.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"  Marcus cried out at the sudden release of electric
jolts coursing through his body and tried to ram his cock all the
way into Rory's mouth as the first gush of cum spewed from his
swollen head and down Rory's throat, coating it with thick creamy
juice with the first wave.

As the first jet of cum sprayed into his throat, Rory swallowed and
felt his father push in even further.  There was a limit as to what he
could take and while he wanted desperately to please his father,
he let go of his dad's balls and pushed him back with his hand
firmly on his pelvis and the other pushing his cock back as he
held it tightly.  Marcus's cock came free of Rory's mouth between
the second and third pulse of orgasmic pleasure as Rory
continued to squeeze and stroke it back and forth and holding it
just in front of his open mouth as another jet of cum erupted and
landed on his lips and tongue.  Another pulse send wads of sticky
goo flying which hit his cheek, followed shortly after by two or three
more, landing over his face and running down to his chin.

Rory held his father's cock by his shaft and rubbed his throbbing
purple head around his cheeks and mouth, smearing the warm
cum around and licking at the still oozing slit on his knob each
time he passed it across his lips.

"Good boy."  Marcus said looking down at his son.  "That was
fucking fantastic.  You're learning to take almost all of me now."

Rory looked up at his father with pride while still licking at his
head and tasting the man juice his father was giving him.  His lips
circled the head of his cock and his tongue flicked across the top
and squeezed his fist up his father's length forcing the last drops
of cum to settle on his tongue.

Letting Marcus's cock fall from his mouth, Rory smiled up at his
father at the compliment hoping that he'd soon be able to be
fucked by his Dad and please him like he wanted to.

"Are you gonna do me again now?  Rory asked hopefully.

Marcus looked around as he got up from on top of Rory and lay
down next to his son.  He saw that Rory's little pecker was
standing straight up as hard as ever yet again and gave a chuckle
as he looked back up to Rory's cum smeared face and ran his
thumb along his cheek and into his mouth.

"Yeah sweetie, I think you deserve it."

Marcus lent in and kissed Rory's salty lips and extracted his
thumb, only to replace it with his tongue and caressed his son's
mouth and lips.  His felt down Rory's body and held his hard little
boy cock between his fingers and thumb and massaged it back
and forth as he played with Rory's tongue inside his mouth, tasting
his own cum mixed with Rory's saliva.

With great reluctance Marcus pulled away and held himself up on
one elbow while still fondling Rory's cock in his hand.

"Go jump in the shower sweetie and get cleaned up okay?  I'll be
there in a bit to finish you off - I just need to call Uncle Kieran
back first."

"Okaaaaay."  Rory sighed as he hopped up off the bed.  "But be
quick!"

Unable to tear his eyes away from Rory's ass as he walked to the
bathroom, Marcus stroked his spent cock and longed for the
preteen ability to orgasm multiple times in quick succession.  He
was usually ready to go again within about ten minutes which
would give him plenty of time to talk to Kieran and then join his son
in the shower before leaving to meet Cole and the two totally
fuckable little boys Josh and William.

************

"Fuck!"  Cole moaned in fake despair.  He threw his cards face
down onto the table as the chips were collected by another player.
He'd held a three of a kind in his hand and had put in over a
hundred dollars in just one round.  Cole had called the hand and
his opponent hand shown his two Queens.  Although Cole's hand
would have beaten his opponent, his motive was to get out of the
game as quickly as possible and the best way of doing that was
to lose all the money he had on the table.  Sure, he'd have to
endure the verbal abuse Myles would throw at him the next day,
but that was worth every extra second he got to spend with the
boys.

Claire had stopped by on her way out after picking up the kids and
headed back to the rooms about 20 minutes ago.  The boys had
exchanged knowing looks with Cole, silently pleading with him to
join them.

Shortly after they'd left, Cole lost almost every hand and threw in
large amounts of money only to watch it end up in somebody
else's pot.  He won a few smaller rounds hoping not to make it
too obvious what he was doing, but eventually he was down to his
last forty dollars remaining.

"You're not with it anymore are you mate?"  Myles asked from
Cole's side.

Cole looked up at his friend with a weary expression.  "I guess not.
Just tired I suppose."

Just then Myles' cell phone bleeped with an arriving text message.

"Why don't we make this out last round, have a drink at the bar
and then head back upstairs?"  Myles asked.  "Claire's left the
boys in your room and she's going to bed and I've got something I
need to talk to you about." He said reading the message on his
phone.

Giving Myles a quizzical look, Cole collected his few remaining
chips and stood up.

"Yeah, what's that?"  He asked.

"You know how I told you about William's behavior problems
yesterday?  Claire and I were talking last night about how he really
seems to settle down around you and acts like a normal kid.  It's
nice to see once in a while."

As they threaded their way around other guests huddled over
tables, they headed towards the bar with Cole harboring a slight
fear that they somehow knew about what was going on between
him and the boys.  His rational mind told him that they couldn't
possibly know and that if they did, they'd hardly let him be
staying in the same room as them and wouldn't have allowed him
to jack William off under the table at dinner.

"I can only go by what you've told me about him when I'm not here,
but he seems to be pretty normal to me."  Cole answered
struggling for something to say.  "What can I say?  I must be a
natural with kids."

"Who would have thought huh?" Myles said as they reached the
bar and ordered two double whiskies on the rocks.

"I remember the girls always went for you first." Myles continued
as he took a sip.  "Behind your back me and the guys called you a
pretty-boy and assumed you'd be the first to get married.  But here
you are ten years later, still single and living like you're 21 and
traveling around the world.  Sometimes I envy you buddy."

"Why?" Cole asked.  It was him that envied the life Myles had with
a family and three kids, two of them being the most beautiful boys
in the world.  He could only look in from the outside and visit once
or twice a year, whereas Myles got to live with them and see them
every day of his life.

"Not having any responsibilities and traveling the world and seeing
all the things you have.  I remember you telling us about South
America, the Middle East, Antarctica, Asia, Europe and the Med
and thinking that I've never even been out of our own country.  I'd
love to be able to go to those places and see them for myself."

"Are you kidding me?"  Cole said in disbelief.  "I've got huge
responsibilities on the ship and I almost never get the chance to
get off and see the places I've been.  It's not as exciting as you'd
think.  Imagine what it's like getting a call from the Captain at 3am
telling you the navigation systems failed or that the
communications satellites stop working with over five thousand
people onboard?"

Myles raised his eyebrows at Cole over the top of his glass.  "Cry
me a river.  That's just work and you know how to fix all that shit.
I'm talking about real responsibilities.  The ones like raising a
family and providing for them, making sure they're safe and happy
and going to grow up with a future."

Cole took another mouthful of his drink.  "When I'm away, what I
look forward to most about coming home is visiting you and the
kids.  You know I don't have any brothers or sisters so you're the
closest thing I've got to a brother, and the kids are like family to
me."

"Then why haven't you ever had any of your own?" Myles asked.
"You could have married Michelle and had kids.  I know she
wanted to."

Cole looked away from his friend and stared at the worn surface of
the bar.  Michelle was his ex-girlfriend of two years before he'd
decided to escape from life and live at sea.  He'd loved her but
although he tried to fight it, he knew he loved young boys and was
sexually attracted to them.  Every time he was with Michelle he
was imagining being with a boy until it got too difficult to keep
lying to her.  It broke her heart, but he told her it was over and left
her.  It almost broke his heart too.

"We just weren't right together."  Cole said.

"That's bullshit and you know it!  You were perfect together and
you threw it away because you didn't want to hurt her."  Myles
said as he downed the rest of his drink in one mouthful.

"Maybe."  Cole said wondering why Myles had mentioned him not
wanting to hurt Michelle.  "Can we not talk about Michelle?  What
did you want to talk to me about?" Cole asked changing the
subject.

Myles caught the barman's attention and ordered another round for
the both of them and then turned back to Cole.  "Fine."  Myles
sighed.  "I wanted to talk to you about William."

"What about him?"  Here it comes, Cole thought as the hairs on
his neck and arms stood up.

"Just say no if you don't want to… but, Claire's almost at the
end of her string with him and she needs a break.  We both do.
You don' see him when you're not here; the way he acts and
argues with us, getting into fights at school and breaking stuff at
home." Myles took a deep sigh and looked over at Cole.

"Its school vacation and Claire and I were wondering if you'd mind
looking after him for a week at your place.  His Dads busy and
can't get time off work and to be honest, I don't think he wants
the boys around with him and his new boyfriend." Myles shrugged
his shoulders.  "Since you're on vacation for another few weeks we
thought being with you might settle him down some."

Cole just stood there looking at Myles not quite knowing what to
say.  A week with William in his own apartment was something
he'd never even considered possible.  Of course he'd say yes to
Myles, but figured that if they were happy to let him have one boy,
then they wouldn't mind letting the other tag along.

"Sure mate.  No problem."  Cole said trying to keep his voice
nautral.  "What about Josh?  Why don't they both come down so
you get a proper break?"

Myles smiled.  "Somehow I knew you'd say that."

"Makes sense doesn't it?" Cole said.  "Besides, it'll be fun just the
three of us.  When were you thinking?"

"Is next week too early? If we send them down on the bus on
Friday morning they could be there by lunchtime."

Next week!  Cole had imagined that he'd have to spend the next
few weeks fantasizing about the two boys every day until he found
some excuse to visit again before heading back out to sea, but it
seemed that fate was on his side and offering to deliver both Josh
and William to his doorstep.  Whether it was the alcohol or the
prospect of being alone with the boys for a whole week Cole
wasn't sure, but it felt like the room was spinning around him and
his cock began growing in his trousers.

"Sounds like a plan."  Cole said.  "You sure you're okay with
that?"

"What do you mean?"

Cole chose his words carefully as he considered what to say.  He
didn't want to give Myles any sort of hint of his sexual involvement
with the boys, but he also wanted to broach the subject so as to
remove any doubt about his interest in the boys and to alleviate
suspicions.

"Nothing.  Just that in this day and age most people would think
twice about leaving their kids with a single guy like me."  Cole
said.

There was a short pause as Myles considered what Cole had said.
"Mate, if I didn't trust you I'd hardly ask you to look after them for a
week would I?  The fact that William behaves around you means
that you're doing something right that Claire and I aren't… or can't.
That's enough for us."

Cole raised his eyebrows at Myles.  "The only thing I'm doing is
being here."  Can't?  What the fuck did that mean?

"You're doing much more than that buddy."  Myles said.  "I've seen
how you are around them.  Making up any sort of excuse to play
with them or go off together like you did yesterday.  And they
respond to you.  As much as I'd hoped to earn their love it's you
that they give it to, and not just because they have to as a family
friend or anything; they really do love you.

"I can barely even get a hug out of either of them but they can't
wait to be jumping all over you when you get here, which I know
you enjoy more than you let on.  I think you love them just as
much as they seem to love you.  I don't mind either, so long as
they're getting it from somebody."

What Myles knew for certain was that both Josh and William
looked forward to Cole's visits and acted differently around him
than they did around him and Claire.  There were things that even
a stepfather could see in the way Cole poured his attention on
them, the looks they gave him and the almost flirtatious body
anguage between them that hinted at a sexual relationship.  At first
he'd pushed the thought to the back of his mind, refusing to believe
that Cole had any sort of interest in them beyond the normal fooling
around and affection a grown man shows to young preteen boys.
But the thought persisted, and the more he observed them together,
the more obvious it became that they were acting in the way newly
found lovers did.  His rational mind screamed that it was wrong, but
both boys seemed so happy and secure with Cole that Myles had
decided that whatever was going on between them couldn't
possibly be a bad thing.  Of course he imagined the worst, that
Cole had abused the boys in ways he couldn't imagine, but the
fact that they adored him and took every opportunity to be around
him only proved that Cole wasn't hurting them in any way.

And Cole!  Myles had suspected for some time that he might be
gay, but to think of him being attracted to young boys was
something he'd never considered up until the last time he'd visited.
Myles had watched him playing with William on the front yard of
their farm, the antics between them as they'd wrestled and the
look on Cole's face with William laying naked on him in the living
room as they'd watched a DVD.  He'd sneaked glances at them
during the movie and could have sworn that Cole was humping
William's bare ass.  He'd been shocked at first and dismissed the
notion, but this time he couldn't escape what he'd witnessed as
he'd watched from the window of Cole kissing both boys and
fondling their most private parts out in the yard.

He could have demanded that Cole leave and call the cops on him,
but something stopped him.  Myles didn't know why, only that he
didn't.  He'd watched for a minute out the window and saw that
Cole wasn't forcing himself on the boys, but that they were freely
fondling him in return and seemed to be enjoying their intimate
kissing.  Shocked at his own reactions, Myles had felt aroused
and even jealous towards Cole for what he was doing with the
boys before turning away.

It wasn't long afterwards that they'd left for a bike ride with Myles
suspecting that they were heading off someplace to finish what
they'd started on the lawn.  It was then that he'd made the
unconscious decision to allow it, to let Cole keep his secret and
take the boys off somewhere and do what he wanted with them.

If it were anybody else, Myles would have called the police and
has his ass hauled off to jail.  But he knew Cole, he knew that he
felt genuine love for the boys and would never do anything to harm
them in any way.  The fact that he accepted Cole's obvious secret
preference for young boys was in part due to the fact that he'd
known him since preschool, and his absolute trust in him that
whatever might be going on was by mutual consent and was
having a profound positive effect on the boys.  Realizing, now that
he thought about it, that any girls Cole had been with were usually
single mothers of young boys made Myles wonder why he'd never
before seen what was plainly obvious to him now.

Cole didn't know how to respond to Myles.  Did he know?
Impossible!  Had he been too careless with the boys around
Myles and Claire for them to suspect?  Cole surmised that it was
possible and replayed in his mind what Myles had just said.

"You think they love me?"  Cole asked, happy that his friend could
see that they did.

"Yeah they do."  Myles answered looking Cole in the eyes.  "For
whatever reason, they love you.  Just don't screw it up okay?
They've been through enough already."

Cole downed his drink in one gulp as Myles pushed back from the
bar.

"I'm going to bed.  I think you should get back to the boys and
make sure they're 'tucked' in'."

Somewhat confused by Myles's apparent suspicions and the way
he was allowing, or even encouraging it by making off-hand
comments like that, Cole decided to push his friend to see just
what he thought was happening.

Feeling very exposed and nervous and trying not to let his face
turn red, he looked at Myles and asked, "What is it you're trying to
say Myles?" Cole asked.

"I'm not going to say it Cole, except that I watched you on the lawn
with them yesterday when you thought no one could see.  I won't
say I wasn't shocked, and I sure as hell thought about kicking
your ass, but I also know that they love you and taking that away
from them will probably hurt them more than you ever could."

There it was; out in the open in a crowed casino, and he wasn't
laying on the floor with his face smashed in.  Cole and Myles both
looked at each other for a few uncomfortable moments as the
realization sank in that one of them was a boy-lover and had been
doing God knows what with Joshua and William, while the other
was going to allow it to continue.

Myles finally broke the silence.  "Don't leave them like you left
Michelle Cole.  If you lose interest in them when they get older
and stop being here for them I'll never forgive you."

"I won't."  Cole said knowing in his heart it was true.  He knew the
boys would grow up and go through puberty sooner or later, but
he'd always love them even if they stopped having sex which was
entirely probable as their interests turned to girls.

"I know."  Myles said with a look of both apprehension and relief.
"Now that that's over, I'm still tired and need to go to bed.  You
coming?"

"Yeah."  Cole answered somewhat quietly.  He couldn't believe that
he'd been found out and rather than spending the next five years in
prison, he'd gotten… well, not exactly a ringing endorsement, but
permission none-the-less.  He followed Myles out and they rode
the elevator in silence to their floor.  Cole dared not tell Myles that
in less than 30 minutes Marcus would be arriving to share his five
year old son Rory with him and would be fucking Josh, and
probably William as well just across the hallway from where he
was sleeping.  Somehow, he didn't think Myles' understanding
and acceptance stretched that far.

They reached their adjacent doors leading into the rooms, but
before Cole could swipe his card Myles turned to him with his own
door opened a crack.  "Goodnight Cole."  He said.  "Try and let the
boys get some sleep."

"We'll see."  Cole replied with a smile, feeling bolder than he did a
few minutes ago when Myles had first told him he'd seen Cole
kissing the boys.  Cole hadn't offered any details, nor had Myles
asked whether what he'd witnessed was just a glimpse of their
sexual relationship, or even how and when it had started.  But
Cole knew those questions would be foremost in his mind and
boiled just under the surface screaming to be answered.

Myles turned and entered his room, closing the door quietly until it
clicked shut leaving Cole standing there alone with his hand on the
door handle.  He was growing more excited with each second as
he slid his card through the reader and gently pushing it open to
step inside.  The boys had been left alone in the room for a good
fifteen minutes and Cole didn't know whether they'd be engaged in
their own sexual fun or if they'd have waited until he arrived.

Cole's question was answered as he listened from just inside the
door of the hotel suite.  Every light was turned on and he could
hear the blissful sound of William's soft moaning coming from the
bedroom.  Without making a sound, Cole moved to the bedroom
door and peeked around the corner to see Josh knelt down on the
floor between William's thighs as he lay naked on the bed with his
legs spread and bent over the edge.

Watching Josh lovingly take his brothers small cock gently into his
mouth and run his hands along the inside of William's thigh, Cole
stood motionless, mesmerized by the sight.  William's eyes were
shut with his head held back and he rubbed a hand over his chest
and stomach in sensual movements.  His other hand was on
Josh's head as he slowly gyrated his hips into his brothers' face
pushing himself deeper into him.  The pleasures he was
experiencing were etched all over his face, his tongue gliding along
his bottom lip as he moaned in blissful lust.  The view from over
Josh's shoulder of William's smooth young body laid out in all its
glory was truly beautiful.  His silky thighs and soft stomach that
tapered up to his tanned chest and shoulders was the embodiment
of perfection.

William lifted his hand to his face, raising his arm over his head
showing off his hairless underarms and stuck a finger into his
mouth as Josh sank further onto his cock and pushed his legs
further apart.  Josh shifted on his knees, lifting his head off
William's cock for a few seconds, which gave Cole a brief view
up William's thigh and wasn't surprised to see he had two fingers
buried deep in his ass before plunging back down again into his
soft hairless crotch.

Knowing that the boys hadn't yet realized they were being
watched, Cole snuck into the room and sat down quietly on the
chair next to the camcorder he'd bought earlier and left to charge
on the desk.  As he quietly tried to detach the camcorder from the
power cable, Cole was watching Josh work on his brother,
obviously enjoying sucking his little cock as much as William
enjoyed being sucked.

Josh liked boys; it was as simple as that.  He had been checking
out other boys all day in the park and the swimming pool and it
was him that had seen Rory and decided that he'd wanted to play
with him.  When his father had first started touching him and
stroking his tiny cock he had been hesitant but had soon found
that he liked the sensations and even better, he liked looking at his
father and once he got used to it, the taste of his man cock.  He'd
almost immediately begun imagining sucking his brothers little
cock and wanted to do it for real.

One night, even though William was still only five, Josh had got up
out of bed and gently pulled William's sheets back and felt the
small mound of his package over the thin fabric of his PJ's before
lifting them down and sucking his soft little cock into his mouth.
William had woken up and had asked what he was doing, but soon
forgot his questions as the sensations flooded his young body.
Since that night, Josh had been secretly sucking his brother off on
a regular basis and teaching William how to do the same to him,
until his father had included William in their sexual activities.  That
was two years ago and his appetite for his brother, or other young
boys and men, hadn't diminished in the least.   At only nine, Josh
knew he was gay and it didn't bother him in the least.

Flipping the camcorders power dial to the on position, Cole winced
as it emitted a quiet 'ding'.  Josh's head suddenly shot up and
around with a look of fear on his face which almost as suddenly
turned to relief as he realized it was Cole sat in the chair.

"You scared the crap outta me Cole!" Josh exclaimed.

"Sorry.  I just thought I'd watch for a while and record you." Cole
said holding up his new camera.

William sat up on the bed looking over at Cole with his little cock
still rock hard and dripping with Josh's spit.  "When did you get
that?" He asked.

"Today." Cole answered.  "After we left the swimming pool I went to
the shops remember?  I got some new outfits for you two that we
can try out later if you want as well."

"You bought us clothes?"  Josh asked with his eyebrows raised
assuming Cole meant regular everyday clothes.

"Can we see them?"  William enquired as he moved to get up off
the bed trying to pull his legs from around Josh's sides.  Wanting
to finish sucking his brother, Josh turned and placed his hands on
William's legs to hold him in place

"Maybe later baby.  Marcus and Rory will be here soon and it
looks like Josh here wants to finish what he started."  Cole smiled
at the two boys as William lay back down on his back.

As Josh moved back between William's legs he slid his hands up
his thighs and pushed them apart again, exposing William's tight
ball sack and ass to Cole before taking his cock in his mouth and
pushing two fingers back up into his open boy cunt electing a
moan of pleasure from William.

Framing the boys in the small LCD screen, Cole pressed the
record button and started filming his very first pornographic movie
of Josh and William, two preteen boy brothers caught in digital
ecstasy as Josh finger fucked and sucked his seven year old
sibling with unrivaled abandon.

With his own cock painfully stretching the front of his trousers and
beginning to ooze pre-cum, Cole slid forward off the chair and onto
his knees to crawl closer with the camera aimed at William's
crotch and Josh's sucking mouth with his fingers shoved deeply
into his hole.  The imagery was spectacular and Cole knew that
he'd watch it over and over again as he sat alone in his cabin back
onboard he ship wishing he was back here with the boys.

As William's moaning grew in volume with every downward motion
of Josh's sucking mouth and probing fingers buried deeply in his
ass, so too did the thrusts of his hips signaling he was near to
boy-gasm.

Cole panned the camera up and away from William's crotch and
over his lithe body to his beautiful face awash in blissful pleasure
as his little three inch cock was sucked and his cunt finger fucked
by his older brother.   Getting up onto the bed besides William,
Cole knelt at his side and turned the camera back down his chest
and framed Josh's face in the viewfinder with his lips tightly
wrapped around William's cock, sucking it in earnest.  Cole slid
his free hand over William's smooth chest, which was lifting up
and down with each breath, and stroked at his boyish nipple with a
thumb before pinching it gently and causing it to harden.

Letting the camera drift away from the action at William's crotch,
Cole's attention was firmly on the silky smooth skin of his chest
and the feel of it under his hand as he slowly inched his way south.
The stark contrast of his hand over William's tanned and supple
skin was not lost on Cole, the vivid picture of a grown mans hand
intimately brushing down over a young boy's stomach in an
obviously sexual way was as much a turn-on to him as anything
else that he'd done with both boys.

His own cock now rock hard inside his pants, Cole wished that he
had the time to join in and release his need to fuck them both, but
he knew that Marcus and Rory were due in just a few minutes.  H
 didn't want to hurry his experiences with the boys, nor did he want
to come so soon before they arrived and take away any enjoyment
he'd get from little Rory.

As Cole's hand slid down William's stomach and over the 'V' of his
lower abdomen that pointed down to his groin, Cole once again
looked up to William's face with his eyes closed and mouth
gapping open as he practically purred in pleasure.  William's
tongue was gliding along his bottom lip and Cole simply could not
resist the temptation to bend in and kiss his sweat mouth.  While
keeping the camera focused on Josh and William's stiff little cock
in his mouth, Cole lent over William and licked at his lips and
tongue as the boy groaned at the intense sensations coursing
through his preteen body.

Easing his tongue into William's mouth, Cole once again savored
his warm softness as he reached down and slid his fingers to the
side of William's wet cock, keeping his thumb firmly pressed at the
base of his shaft.  Josh's lips were sliding up and down William's
short length, brushing against Cole's hand with each downward
stroke as he ventured past William's tight sack and felt for his
puckered hole with his fingertips.  Finding the slimy orifice which
had obviously been rimmed by Josh not that long ago, Cole pulled
back from William's open mouth to concentrate on filming the
captivating sight before him.  His own forearm and hand were
plainly visible in the viewfinder, disappearing under Josh's sucking
mouth as he pushed into William's still relatively tight boy-lovers
pussy.

William's groaned loudly and pulled his legs apart, holding onto
them with his hands until they were spread apart at a 180 degree
angle giving Cole easy access to his open cunt and Josh the
freedom to push down on his thighs to lengthen his sucking stokes.
Cole moved down William's body, kissing and licking as he went
and zoomed in the camera to Josh's face as he expertly worked up
and down on William's hard little cock.

Bucking his hips into Josh's mouth, William pressed down onto
Cole's shoulder with one hand and the other fisted into the sheets
as he groaned and writhed on the bed.  Is hair was matted to his
head with sweat and his chest glistened in the reflection of the
overhead lights.  Cole felt William clench down on his fingers as
he buried it fist deep into William's ass, willing him into orgasm.

The cry of climactic ecstasy from William echoed in the room as
he thrust his hips up off the bed and mashed his crotch into
Josh's face with Cole's finger probing deeper into him.  He held
for a few seconds as waves of orgasmic bliss thundered from his
toes to his head, his body quivering and shaking at the
experience before falling back onto the bed, his perfectly smooth
face flushed and radiant in orgasmic aftermath.

Cole zoomed the camera back slightly and panned it up William's
body from his glistening navel and over his chest to focus on his
face.  His eyes were barely open and his head was held back
pushing into the pillow, exposing his throat and the hickey Cole
had inflicted the previous night and this morning in the shower.

Glancing down at Josh still knelt between William's legs, Cole
watched as he softly licked and sucked at William's sensitive head
which twitched and jumped with every touch.  Cole gently eased
his finger out of William's tight little hole and brushed his marble
sized hairless sack as he caressed up William's silky stomach
and chest, marveling at the tender beauty of the boy's small body.
Feeling like he needed William now more than ever before, Cole
had to suppress the urge to pull William's head down to his hard
cock stretching the front of his trousers.  The desire to see and
feel his shaft gliding in and out of William's mouth almost won out
before Cole again moved up to kiss him passionately on his soft
lips.  He held the camera high and pointed it back at himself and
William as their tongues danced in the air between them before
locking their lips together sharing in each others taste.

Not wanting to miss out on any fun and with William's cock
deflating in his mouth, Josh crawled up William's body to lay on
top of him.  Josh was still fully dressed, but his hard four inch
preteen cock was still rock solid and poking into William's navel.
He moved his hips back and forth into William's prone body,
humping his brother as he moved his head forward and started
kissing William's chin under Cole's mouth.

"My turn."  Josh whispered as he felt William respond to his
humping and push upwards in time with his movements.  Cole
pulled away and let Josh cover his seven year old brothers mouth
with his own and sat back, the camera focused on their intimate
kissing.  Josh had his full weight on William and brushed a hand
through his hair and held his head with the other, firmly pressing
his mouth down onto William's.  Cole sat back and watched the
two boys make out and realized that although they'd told him they
did, he'd never actually seen Josh fucking William.  Cursing the
little time they had left and wishing he'd gotten back to the room
a whole lot earlier, Cole vowed to remedy that observation and to
capture them fucking on video.

Looking at his watch, Cole saw that it was now 11:20pm.  Only a
few minutes had passed since he'd gotten back to the room and
Marcus would be arriving with little Rory very soon.  Knowing that
Josh would object at not being bought to orgasm, Cole had to get
them up and ready for Marcus's arrival.  He shut off the camera
and put it to one side.

"Josh."  Cole said.  "Sorry kiddo, but we don't have time for your
turn.  Marcus and Rory will be here in a few minutes."

Josh broke his kiss with William and looked over at Cole with a
smile.  "It's okay."  He said.  "Will Marcus put his dick in my
butt?"

Amazed at Josh's willingness to be fucked by a complete stranger,
Cole looked on as he pushed up off William and rolled to the side
leaving William free to sit up.

"That's the plan."  Cole said to Josh.  Turning to William and once
again and gazing at his perfectly smooth hairless body, Cole
added "That means you and me get to play with Rory.  Would you
like that baby?"

"Yeah."  William answered.

"Okay.  You'd better get up and put your PJ's on then." Cole said
turning to Josh.  "You too kiddo."

Both boys jumped up off the bed and started rummaging through
their bags for their pajamas.  Cole had to adjust his cock inside his
trousers slightly as his hard-on persisted watching the boys and
William's bare ass as he bent over.  William was the first to
retrieve his and dropped them onto the bed as he turned back
around to face Cole, whose eyes were locked onto his now soft
cock.  William grabbed his package in his hand and rubbed them,
smiling and teasing Cole sat on the edge of the bed.

He picked up his white and blue trimmed briefs from the floor and
held them out to Cole as he stepped up and between his legs, his
eyes level with Cole's as he stood in front him.

 "Wanna dress me?" William asked in his innocent boy voice.

"No.  I like you naked, but I guess I should." Cole joked as he
rubbed one hand up his leg and hips to his waist and took the
unwashed briefs from William with the other.  He held them to his
face taking a deep breath, getting a good whiff of William's boyish
sex.

Unable to tear his eyes away from William's body, the sexual
desires building up in Cole were eroding away at his ability not to
just take him right there and then.  He fought the urge to stand and
push William over the bed and fuck his tight little hole like he so
desperately wanted to.  Only a few more minutes, Cole thought.
Just hold out a few more minutes until they get here.

Holding William's briefs down to his feet, Cole had to kneel down
off the bed in front of his gorgeous preteen lover, the object of his
dreams and desires for the last year.  Guiding his legs into the
small garment, Cole slid them up his legs and over his ass, but
left his cock and tight ball sack exposed in front.  Lifting his hand,
Cole brushed his finger tips up William's thigh and over his
wrinkled sack, tracing the seam up the middle to his soft cock.
He noticed Josh undressed and standing naked to one side
watching as he played with himself before lifting his own briefs up
and stepping into his pajama bottoms.

Looking up William's stomach and chest to his face, his
expression was one of expectant arousal.  Cole lifted his soft two
inch cock up with his thumb at the base and sucked it into his
mouth in one fluid motion, his tongue sliding out and pulling his
tight sack in at the same time until William's whole boyhood was
engulfed.  The sensation of feeling a preteen boys cock harden
inside his mouth was one that Cole would never be able to
describe to anyone who hadn't experienced it.

Grapping William by the hips and buttocks, Cole squeezed his
hands into him and moved his hips back and forth into and out of
his mouth as William's cock grew, the skin covering his cock
pulling back to let Cole's tongue glide across it and flick at the slit
at the top.  Getting a taste of William's cock once again as he
sucked him, Cole pressed his nose into his abdomen and took
William in to the hilt, his lips pressed firmly against his mound at
the base of his cock and his tongue working it's magic up and
down his length inside his mouth.

"I thought you said we didn't have time Cole!"  Josh complained as
he was buttoning up his pajama shirt.

Cole reluctantly pulled back and let William's hard three inch cock
slip from his lips as he pulled his briefs up and over it and then
feeling his cock and balls through the fabric, rubbing up and down
his small shaft.

"I know."  Cole said to Josh.   "Just couldn't help myself."
Standing and facing William, Cole whispered into his ear.  "I'll
finish you off in a bit with Rory okay baby?"

William simply smiled his big shit eating grin that got him anything
he wanted as Cole picked up his pajamas from the bed and helped
him into them thinking about how he'd stripped the same clothes
off William the night before and will be doing again very shortly.

Before he finished however, the bell rung and all three of them
looked toward the main room and then back at each other in
unison.

Cole smiled.  "I guess that's Marcus and Rory." He said as he
buttoned up the last of William's top.

"You wanna go let them in Josh?"  Cole asked the eager lad
knowing that Marcus probably wouldn't be expecting it.

Josh nodded his head and practically ran out of the bedroom with
the front of his pajama bottoms tented out.  Cole herd him open
the door and Marcus's voice carried into the bedroom.

"Hi Josh."  Marcus said.

"Hi."  Josh replied with only a slight shake in his voice.

"Can we come in?"

Here goes, Cole thought as he turned William around and walked
behind him with his hands on his shoulders into the living room,
ready to experience and explore the body of his youngest boy yet.

END OF PART SEVEN
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