Anthology Toy Box Kitchen Sink

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"Good morning, Dr. Fell."
I muffle a curse. Owen sits down. Bugger. He's telling me
all about bickering with Pete last night. When did I get to be
agony uncle? I nod and sip coffee.
Oh, dear God, it's twink. He jumps in the creek, squealing.
Well, I wasn't really fishing. And the brat is keeping the
retreat rules of 'boys bathe in the creek.' I finish my coffee
with a testy chug, and then reel in my line, avoiding a
frolicking twink as I do.
"Tommy, you may as well stop lurking back there."
"Sorry, sir. The guys are still asleep, and I brought Rinnie
down to wash."
Tommy gently propels Rinnie to the bank, and then
redeems himself by showing me he has a thermos for me.
Twink entices Rinnie into playing, and Owen sits on a
sunny rock and watches thoughtfully.
The naked boys are getting me mighty horny now I've
conquered my irritation. Tommy strips off now he's served my
coffee, and his braid sweeping his ass just tips me over. I
grab the end and stop Tommy from heading for the creek.
"I have a useless fishing rod now, boy."
Tommy has the sense to kneel even as he looks alarmed. I
stroke his thigh as I think.
"Don't worry boy nothing you can't handle."
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I flip my tackle box open and pick out a feathered lure.
Tommy whimpers, but all I do is dust his balls and cock head
with the feathers. Tommy's enjoying the fear his cock has
sprung right up so I don't tell him I'd never use any of the
non-sterile stuff to pierce him. I'm sure he knows it, but I'm
not breaking the mood.
I brush his various piercings and he moans.
"Hands behind your back, boy. I want to see those nipples
stick out."
Tommy's piercings glint in the early sun; I succumb to the
temptation to pass loops of fishing line through his jewelry.
Tommy guesses what's coming, but he still jerks back when I
attach the first weight to his nipple. I slap his ass, and he
stays still as I weight his other nipple, and his two genital
piercings.
"Hands and knees, boy."
Tommy's gasps are sweet as I adjust the lengths so none
of the weights touch the ground. They're not heavy but his
pecs are pulled and his rigid cock sways, between his arousal
and the weight attached to his foreskin hoop. I set the one
hanging from the hoop behind his balls to swinging and he
groans.
I wink at Owen. "See, Owen I was right when I told Pete
I used what was around."
Owen wriggles on his rock, but his gaze remains fixed on
Tommy. He could look at naked twink and Rinnie playing in
the water, but he watches Tommy's torment.
It would be perfect to fuck Tommy, but I'm worried about
the swinging getting too violent. I beckon Tommy to crawl
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forward to blow me. He gives me a mournful look at his
predicament, but even if he were about to say something, his
mouth is full of my cock. He can control how much he moves
around as he sucks me, and I don't interfere if he pauses to
changes the weight motions. I wind his braid around my
forearm and enjoy feeling his head motions tug at me.
It's a damn fine start to the day two naked boys
splashing in the water, a sub in torment sucking my cock, and
a pretty boy watching in awe. I make sure Owen can see
everything and smile at him. He gives a timid smile back.
Tommy is making a fine display of his enjoyment.
I reach forward, whisper, "Good boy help Owen want
this," and set Tommy's tit weights to swinging like an
executive toy they bump each other and fly apart and then
back. Tommy dives further onto my prick and about inhales
me as I come.
I lie back and give Tommy permission to wank that's
another pretty sight as he balances his need to come with the
various tugs and pulls from the weights.
I sip the last of my coffee as Tommy finally yells and
spurts onto the grass.
"He looks right like that, huh, Owen?"
He gives me a long serious look, and then nods almost
imperceptibly. "Excuse me, I'll go and see if Pete's up."
I control my smirk the boy is hiding a boner. I release my
catch of the day and give him permission to have a swim.
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After breakfast, I send Tommy and twink into town to clear
his apartment. Owen volunteers to take his Bug, and I'm
pleased they won't manage to cram too much extra junk in
there no matter how much Tommy pleads. Normally, I'd
supervise, but I have a lesson to teach.
Pete and Ben have agreed they'll take Steve fishing at the
creek so I can be alone with Rinnie.
We watch them head off down the track, and then I unclip
Rinnie's leash.
"Come and sit at the table."
He processes, and then obeys. He's a little thrown to be at
the kitchen table with me. "Thank you," he says carefully.
I try for a neutral approach. I'll need to give a fair
accounting. "So Rinaldo, what has happened since I last saw
you?"
I wait while he composes his reply. I suspect a big part of
Steve's issues are that he just doesn't wait for Rinnie to
translate commands.
Rinnie slowly, but clearly, tells me he was allowed to send
an e-mail to his parents this week and to complete an online
grammar lesson, and that Luke left a voice message saying,
"Hi!" Then he falters. He's trying very hard to be dutiful. But if
those were the highlights of his week...
"Oh," he says excitedly. "I has a cola wenday!" [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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