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Subject: Happy Jack’s Party Shack 3 HAPPY JACK’S PARTY SHACK By Encolpius DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy. I will admit that the characters are based on real people and the places are (mostly) based on real places but the actions and stroy are fictional. Compliments, comments, complaints to ail. Feedback is great! Please donate to Nifty. This resource is too important to pass away. THREE One more day and one more night at Jack’s family reunion. Elliott stirring around woke us and we tickled him and let him roll around on us, naked. He’s light and it’s no burden having a naked 9 year old on you, his ltttle weenie hard as he happily plays with it and with ours. We have to be careful, of course, and even Elliott understands that. I think the whole reason we came was so that Jack can talk Elliott’s father Andrew isto bringing him back to us on Driftwood Key. He’ll even put up with Andrew’s bullshit — and it’s lot and some of it is that he can’t leave the pussy alone — just so that Elliott will be with us. So, here I am, Jack’s adopted son. I am Jack’s lover. Oher people may think it’s weird that a 15 year old would be lovers with a guy in his 50’s but it isn’t. Yeah, Jack was the first person to ever really be decent to me but that isn’t the reason. It’s part of it but not totally. He’s sexy. He’s muscular and he’s hairy and he is masculine but he is totally queer. 100% queer. Queer to the bone. Just like me. I love the hardness of his body. I love that he knows what he is doing in bed and has the confidence to go for it, to demand the satisfaction he wants and insist that I do the same. I like the feel of his beard as he kisses me. I like how he exposes me to new things — new books and even movies and places and ideas — and never makes me feel small or stupid. It’s more like he is excited to be sharing. And we have a lot in commnn. Boats are one of them. I have salt water in my veins. We go to Fort Pulaski so that he can show me around. It’s fairly cool. I’ve been to Fort Jefferson in the Dry Tortugas lots of times and it is the same except cannon beat it all to hell. He wanted to take me into Savannah so we could look around but we figured out the summer traffic onto Tybee was brutal and it wasn’t really a good idea. We’d spend all day in traffic in his old truck. I went to the beach, the main beach, not the North Beach the others went to, with Alex and Wyatt. Alex is Jack’s great nephew, his sister’s grandson, and all three of us are gay. We did some boy watching and I brought enough herb for a quick bowl. Alex is cute, a young jack. Lean and rangy, nice abs, red headed, just not as hairy but he probably will be one day. He’s not quite 18 yet. I pick up his life is shit. He’s living with his grandparents now because his mother and step dad moved just before the beginning of his senior year and he has kind of bounced around for the last year. So right now it’s his grandparents and Andrew is there and they are not getting along. I can sympathize. Andrew is an asshole. The only thing he ever did right was fuck some chick and make a beautiful biracial boy. Oh and some of the porn he did was pretty hot. He’s got a good body. Nice dick. We went back for the low country boil. Shrimp, sausage, corn, potatoes. all boiled together, dumped on a table and everybody digs in. The adults are drinking beer and I am playing the good little teenager here. We ate and it turned to night and everubody stayed around drinking mostly. The little kids had been out in the lagoon at low tide but as it got dark, they got hustled off to bed. On the back patio by the lagoon, they were playing beer pong. A bunch of the others gathered at the back patio at the main house. Me and Jack, Alex and Wyatt, Andrew, Alex’s sister, Josh. A pipe was passed. Without thinking kütahya escort much, I took a toke. “Whoa, Junior” Josh said “Big daddy is around” I look over at Jack. “He doesn’t care” “There’s nothing wrong with weed” Jack said. “I’d be a hypocrite if I acted like there was as much as I’ve brought in” “Back in the day, huh?” Josh said Jack pulled on a pipe. “There was a time when KW was a non-stop party. Bring the drugs in, get your money, blow it in town, wake up with three people in your bed. Those were good days. Hang out at Big Ruby’s or, shit, anywhere really. Numbers by the Ocean. Danced there nude back in the day. Back when I was young and handsome and hot” “No pussy though” Jsh said “No, no pussy” “Still a party” Andrew said “And there’s plenty of pussy if you want it” I didn’t say anything. Jack is still in the drug business. Since he got out of the Coast Guard, he’s been on the wrong side of the law. He remembers the party days of the Conch Republic and the early days of Fantasy Fest. I know he thinks our life on Driftwood Key is an old man’s pale imitation of his youth, but Andew is right. Life is a party with Jack. Fucking and getting fucked up, making a little money here and there, staying just ahead of disaster. That’s Jack’s life and mine too. I’m a conch. After midnight, Alex and Wyatt were playing beer pong despite being under age and I was on a third drink in a cup, a rum drink, and I was getting pretty fucked up but I was staying away from any disapproving adult. I kind of hated to leave the party but Jack decided we would walk back to the camp grounds. Both of us were too fucked up to do anything like drive. In the morning, we had to walk back to get the truck and apparently there had been all kinds of shit that went down overnight. They got caught doing the deed – Wyatt fucking Alex — in the loft and it was a world of hurt. His mother – Jack’s neice – was pissed at him and his grandparents that he lived with were pissed and there was just general drama. “We need to get out of this shit” Jack said. He has a good sense for danger. He did tell Alex that if he needed at place to stay to head down. There was some going on about the Bible — and I know how much Jack hates the Bible thumpers – and how it was rude and disrespectfulit was to do that filthy act under his aunt’s roof. It kind of went on for a little while. “When do you turn 18?” Jack asked him “In 3 weeks” Alex answered “Call me when you do” Jack said. “You got Thomas’s number” I nodded. We had made the exchange but it might not help. I’ll probably have to call him. Coverage is spotty on Driftwood Key. There was a bit more drama before we left. His mother saying that Jack shouldn’t take it personally becase it wasn’t directed at him. A couple of others that wanted Jack to know that being gay wasn’t a problem but there were kids around. Jack reminded them that the kids were asleep but then said it didn’t matter. He made sure Alex knew that once he turned 18 he could go and do whatever he wanted, whereever and that we had a place for him. I thought to myself what it would have been if Alex hadn’t been cute. But it didn’t matter. He was and Jack made the offer. In the truck, I texted him that it was serious. We meant it. We wanted him to come. When we got on I-95 south, Jack told me that we needed to stop and make some money. I figured that meant Anthony. I asked him about Elliott and he didn’t know. He figured that Andrew was well on his way to fucking up his current situation and might head out, either leaving Elliott behind with the Christians or bringhing him to us. I hoped it would be us. I was also worried about Alex too. He’s cute and he doesn’t deserve shit just for being gay. Plus, he seemed fun. Anthony was glad to see us. I’m lara escort guessing Jack had it set up all ready. He was rich, his condo overlooking one of the rivers in Fort Lauderdale. He had a 3 bedroom condo with a patio and he made us drinks. “No fucky wucky, Jack. Got to save it up. I’ll take you over tomorrow and you can shoot a scene. You can abuse the shit out of a fem boy” Anthony said. He ran a couple of gay sites but a BDSM site was one of them. Jack had that leather look and he is into leather but he’s not sterroetypical. I guess he enjoyed doing it for mor than the money though. “And then we can take care of a beautful yonng Thomas. I’ve a got a dream boat of a boy. Or maybe wait until Jack is done and let him watch too” Jack was in his assless chaps, just his assless chaps, dick and ass handing out, and a leather harness. He looked hot as hell. That big tool hung there like an anaconda, threatening the kid. He was fem too. He made a few noises about my being there but not much. I’m underage and I look it. Everything works but I haven’t filled out and I don’t shave yet and I wish I was older and legal but I’m not and 15 sucks. But I thought the kid was kind of hot, hair dyed red, black nail polish. It was Jack and two other guys, a white bear looking guy with a shaved head and salt and pepper goatee, and a black guy with big black cock. They tied the kid up and they spit on him. Clothes pins on his nipples, on the skin folds of his balls. They verbally abused him. Dripped hot wax on him. They took him down and put the kid in chains and feed him their hard cocks in his mouth, ramming it deep as he choked and gagged. Then they strapped him to a sling and took turns fucking his ass raw, spanking him, spit roasting him. Jack went at it with this fevered intensity. He was loving it and I was hard as a rock. Totally turned on. Finally they gave him their loads, creampie. Anthony got in and filmed as he pushed out their cum from his ass. That’s a cool shot. My shit is illegal. Jack got real money but I get peanuts. Maybe a 100 bucks. I had a bit of time to get baked and hang out at the pool waiting for Anthony to cme back with my kid. I’m totally tanned since I don’t usually wear a lot of clothes. I don’t even have a tan line. Finally, Antthony got back and the kid was this Puerto Rican beauty, black haired, olive skin, big brown eyes. He barely tops 5 foot. He’s skinny, all skin and bones. He’s maybe 11 or 12. Jack is there too. I know he is salivating. He wants a piece of that. “This is Rafe. Rafe this is Thomas” “Hey” he said. He had a boy’s voice, no Adam’s apple. “You ever do anything with a guy?” I asked him. “No” he says, nervous “It’ll be good, It’ll be fun. You’ll like it” I saud I don’t know where Anthony found him. But he’s a virgin for sure. I was hard just with that thought. Without making a big deal about it, Amthony had his camera going, filming us. I start pulling his T shirt off and he takes over. His pits are hairless, his arms thin. He is lean, bony. A boy. I pull off my shirt. I have hairy puts. Veins on my arms. I am skinny too. I tug at this belt. He has on pants too big for him, too being by a lot and belt too big too but barely keeping it together. He undoes it and his pants fall to the floor. Rafe is standing there in his boxers, a little boy with big underwear. It takes a special kind of man to be turned on by that sight but Jack is, I know, and I am too. I pull off my swim suit and liberate my stiffening cock.It flops as I pull it off. Raffe’s eyes get big. That is bigher than he imagined. I reach over and pull down his boxers. That’s the sight we wanted to see. His balls have dropped. They were big, full. His dick wasn’t a little boys dick but it wasn’t a man’s either. lara eve gelen escort It was about as long as my pointer finger and a litle thicker around too. He had sprigs of black hair on either side of his dick And his dick was hard. It doesn’t mean he’s a fag, necesarily. Anything having to do with sex can turn you on at that age. I look over and Jack is tugging at his crotch. He is hot and bothered. “Want me to suck it?” I ask him He nods yes. He is definttely anxious I get down and put it in my mouth. It’s like sucking on a finger. It’s nothing. Not like the piece of meat Jack has. But I work it over with my lips and my tongue. Back and forth on it. “Uhh” a little groan escapes from him. “Mmmmm” Yeah, it fucking feels good. I wonder if he can shoot. I almost hope not. Bringing a boy off to a dry orgasm is cool. But drinking the cum of a first BJ is cool too now that I think about it. I work on it, tugging at his balls and rubbing his taint. He moans again. He feels it. He starts to face fuck me, instinct kicking in. I let him His breathing gets ragged. That’s when I stop. I get up on the bed. “Come on, lick my dick” He took me literallly, liciking up the cum vein with his tongue like it was an ice cream cone. I have to tell him to put it into his mouth and suck. Then I have to tell his to watch his teeth. He tries but he can’t get much of it in. He does better stroking it wtih his hand and bobbng up and down on it. Anthony is filming, making sure he can get the boy’s hairless ass in frame with my long angry dick too. I am hot for it. I see Jack rubbig it out. He’s hot too. The boy has him turned on. I turn the kid around and eat his ass, jerking on his small cock as my tongue finds his hole. He is confused at first, grossed out maybe but then the sensation hits and he learns that his butt hole is sensitive and it feels good. Not like a dick but I am manually providing stimulation. for that and he is appreciating it. I slap a finger in as Anthony films his violation. Rafe gasps but he doesn’t pull away. I finger his small button and massage it. He shivers. “Turn around and face fuck me” I tell him He squats on my chest, his kness up in my sweaty pits, draped over me, feeding me his pride. He fucks me with the instict a boy has, driving his cock, small but perfect, into my waiting and willing mouth. He grunts. He maons a bit. He is feeling it. He facce fucks me harder and faster as the sensation builds. He wants so bad to devour me, to dominate me. He feels the need, the masculine desire, even though I am older and heavier and more devekoped. I let him. He is so hot and horny. Then I push him back. “Crank it out” I tell him He is despearate. He flails at it with a fury. He needs that release. It is crucial. Nothing else matters. It’s a load. Not much. Just a dribble. Clear and thin. But a first cum or nearly firtst. I swupe it up with my finger and taste it. A barest bit salty but nothing else. Like water. He pants, like after a hard run. I put him face down. I am hot too. I grease up my dick and spread silicone lube all on his ass checkes. I am not going to fuck him. He is a ass virgin and I am too hot and Jack’s rule is right: A boy should alwaays leave sex, satisfied and happy. Longing for more. I slide my dick between his ass cheeks. Frottage. Like titty fucking but with his firm, boyish ass. I am holding myself up like a military press so that Anthony can film my hard cock sliding back and too. I tell him so he can zoom it and capture my dick expelling it’s juice. But neither the boy nor I am finished. Jack and Anthony have needs too. Rafe struggles to suck Jack and I blow Anthony without problem. Jack pulls out to cum but the boy has his tongue out to get it. Jack craknks it out and the load lands on his tongue. Anthony does the same. It’s not a lot of money I don’t guess but it’s cash and it will go in my shoe box under the bed. Jack got enough so we won’t have to worry for a while. Not that we worry much. And it was fun. And people always need to party. And we fucking party.

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