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Subject: ACE TALES - JET'S FIRST STOPOVER ACE TALES JETS FIRST STOPOVER Ace Tales - Jet's First Sleepover Part Five ? Van T Z Boi 2018 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support and make a donation; without you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter. A good supply of tissues should be close at hand in case of sudden emergencies!) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated, I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address ail. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) From Part Four I could hear the excited chatter from the boat, `if only they knew it was a boy, a young boy beneath me, being fucked hard, right in front of them,' I exalted at myself and then as the chatter grew louder and louder everything changed. I saw a bright light and then as it drew near I knew that someone on the boat had turned a spotlight on me, on us. It was clearly a powerful one as its beam was brighter and more illuminating that the moon. It slid across the lawn towards us, the light beaming bright enough to show much more that I intended. Jet trembled beneath me and with a shock I realised it was my fright that he was repeating back at me. "Who the fuck is that and who is he fucking?" the light played about us as I spread myself wide trying to hide Jet's juvenile existence from their view. Part Five Knowing the light was playing on my rear view I pumped and thrust hard inside Jet's tight furnace. The delicious dissolute delight at fucking an immature boy in front of prying eyes was an scrumptiously debauched incitement to my lust. Jet mewled and writhed beneath my onslaught and the light grew larger as the boat came close to the riverbank. I could hear the voices from the boat as the prying eyes grew, more were coming up from the cabin attracted by the furore from the upper deck. `Time to stop this before this gets too dangerous,' I told myself and humped Jet a hard few more thrusts, knowing that my pumping and naked backside would be clearly visible to those on board the boat. "Lay still," I whispered and carefully slid my danger engorged and rabid prick from his boyheaven. I jumped up quickly and stepped forward into the light, as expected the spotlight caught and held on my naked body. As expected the spotlight played at my cock, the illumination exaggerating my dick, throwing a longer shadow than was real on the grass. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" I shouted, my hands on my hips my rampant dick jerking and swaying in the brightness of the beam, a few drips of manjuice fell to the grass from the end of my nine inch cock. I moved again, forwards, my large shadow hiding Jet's small form from any sight of those on the boat. "Fucking hell look at the size of that cock," I heard a girlish voice speak and other womanly giggling's followed the whispered adoration. "Sorry mate, only we heard the," the disembodied voice behind the light spoke and I quickly interrupted. "This is private property," I took a step closer, the spotlight continued to play around my dick, I could see the shadows of the pulsing form, appear on the grass to my side, making the nine full inches appear longer and thicker and even more impressive. "You don't have permission to use this bank, now turn your wheel and move your craft to the other side," I placed my hands on my hips, and stood there as belligerent and angry looking as I could. "What I do on my property is for me and not for some nosy parker passers-by to spy on." I crossed my arms "What ship are you, I'll be speaking to the River Warden about this intrusion." "Sorry, s-s-s-sir. Your Lordship," the stammered reply was followed by the backing off of the boat, although the spotlight continued to focus on my hard dick as it continued to flounce and bounce. I grinned internally whilst keeping my face stern, the boat captain had fallen for my deception, parading my naked and erect self in such a propriety manner had made him assume I was the owner of the vast estate. "Put that light out," my voice rang out and the spotlight wavered and then blinked out. I could just about make out the shape of the boat, the disco lights in the lower cabin area helping my eyes to see. I waited until the boat was safely out of reach and seeable distance, the music restarted and the strains of disco music stole across the water. Safe I turned to look at Jet; he was sitting up where I had left him his body a pale ghost in the night. "You okay?" I asked softly. "Fine," he giggled, "you sure fooled them," he beamed and then as though a thought came across his mind he added, "you don't really own this place, do you?" I thought there was a hopeful tone in his question. I laughed, "Nope Jet, I don't have the money or the ancestry to own such a vast property, but we can still fuck like kings," I stepped forward and Jet leaned backwards to once more lie on the grass, his slim young legs opening wide. "As you please, Your Majesty," he tittered. I knelt down and with one swift jerk rode back up inside him, he gasped and then his boypussy closed around me, the tightness increasing as I rubbed his special spot. In a short time we were gaining that spot where we clung to each other our bodies thrusting as the need to climax became paramount. Jet's boypussy was undulating in a rapid rate around my dick and I could feel his cocklet pulse and throb between our bodies. His skin heated up, the warmth and fire of desire pounding inside him. I thrust hard and deep, seeking out his inner recesses with my man club. He juddered and shuddered, his breaths coming in shorter and shorter gasps as his inner muscles became tighter and tighter. I rode him through his climax, my long shaft agitating his boybud and the sensitive nerves of his pussy entrance. Jet mewled and cried out as the pulsing spasms of his dry cum shook him furiously and just as the tightness lessened around my dick my own orgasm detonated. We rocked through ankara türbanlı escort the massive blasts of my spunk driving inside his love tunnel, the sperms seeking to fertilise the dead pool of my spent spunk that congealed inside the deeper end of his colon. I shoved him deeper into the grasses beneath us, his body welcoming my fierce plunges as another shorter dry orgasm spun though his body. I relished the sensation of my dick spitting, the joy of release as the strings of semen battered away at his boypussy, the extra frission of his orgasm against my spouting helmet a further exhilaration of pleasure. The orgasmic joys flowed and rose and finally ebbed and we lay panting in the middle of the lawn, the moon above beaming its silvery glow on use, it was one of those perfect fucks when you feel you are truly a part of the universe. "Ace," he sobbed slightly, I could see the tears fall from his eyes, "that was so good," he mewled again and I held him tight, his vulnerability in post orgasm only a spur to my cock and already I could feel my prick stiffening readying itself for the next fuck. My mobile rang. I stared angrily at the screen and then tensed; it was Jet's mother's number. "Hello," I worked to keep my voice calm as my horny lust was burgeoning; Jet's still pulsing boypussy was sending me the right messages. "Is Jet there?" came the gentle voice. "I'll just get him," I replied and handed the mobile to Jet. I bent close so I could hear the conversation. "Hi Mum," his voice was soft pitched, his own lusty yearning was at work but I hoped she would not hear what I heard. "You okay son? Are you in bed yet?" she had a mother's concerned tone. "I'm fine mum, were just looking at the moon it's so big tonight," he replied. "You're not outside," her tone hardened and I hipped my dick gently, rubbing the soft bulge inside Jet's lovehole. He squirmed and flashed me a warning look but it was not that forbidding, I worked my dick against the boybud, he twitched and sighed, holding his hand over his mouth and I felt his boypussy clutch me. I grinned and naughtily bent to suckle one of his teats, he tried to push me off with the mobile but I was insistent. Jet sighed and stretched sexily as his body warmed up again and the conversation with his mother continued. I just love fucking a boy when his parents are about, there is something so gloriously bad about abusing a boy, even if he is so willing when his parents are close, they have no idea how sexually hot their kids can be and it is one of those things that makes my pulse and dick race. "Nah, were looking through the patio window," Jet's lie was almost believable to me. "We're just gonna have some cocoa and go to bed," Jet's deception continued. "Don't forget," I heard before Jet interrupted. "I know, brush my teeth," Jet laughed and added, "Goodnight mum." "Goodnight son, I love you," she spoke and Jet handed the mobile back to me. I put it to one side knowing that duty had been done, now I could continue my debasement and corruption of her boy. I grinned at him, he giggled and ran his fingers down the middle of my chest to tickle my bellybutton. "That was naughty of you," he said throatily and I knew he was also worked up by our combined naughtiness. "Pot, kettle, black," I chuckled and rammed my dick inside him. He let out a `do it again' squeal and I complied. I fucked him with long deep slow strokes, he was gasping and his insides were squirming around my dick, it was absolute heaven. I moaned growling as the heated tingle of fucking a sweet boypussy really got my hungers moving and worked his pussy some more then I eased my cock out. "What's up?" Jett asked me his head on one side. "Yeah, time for you to do the work," I lay on my back and stared up at the cloudless night sky, the moon hung in the sky above us, its beams glowing down on our nakedness. Jet got up on his knees and straddled my stomach, his small fingers adeptly manoeuvred my cock back inside his pussy, his cute boyprick bounced against my stomach as he began humping me. He was slow and careful, taking his time and I could feel his climax building. I took his pricklet in my hand and judging the speed required in relation to what my dick was feeling I wanked his precious boycrayon, working my fingers along the slim tube, there was that amazing soft spongy stiffness that only a dick can achieve. He started to bounce higher and faster, still containing my dick in his hot hole, the lips closing around the ridge of my helmet as though trying to ensure I didn't slip out. He got to that apex several times, I felt the tightening of his pussy lips grasping at my helmet and now he did allow my nine inch cock to drop out before he slammed down to reinsert it, sliding down every tiny iota of the nine throbbing inches. I purred when he did that, it was his thing, sometimes you can teach a boy to do it but in Jet's case he was a natural. His body twitched and trembled as his passion mounted and then he cried out softly as he hit the home straight and vibrating his boypussy around my cock he shuddered, his eyes closed and his mouth open, gasping and mewling as his orgasm rattled through him. He jumped and jerked several more times as his lust was sated and then he placed his hands down by my sides on the grass and a look of concentration took over his face. He was going to fuck me now that his pleasure was over. I love that sense of fairness and fair play that boys have when it comes to pleasuring, it seems instinctive to repay their seducer with their bodies and in Jet's case he was very high minded in that respect. I lay back and let the delightful pleasure roll over me as my climax deepened and then blossomed. Jet did all the work, his pussy muscles clenching and unclenching until I tensed, jerked and my dick swelled and pulsed and refilled his boypussy with my fertile seed. We lay entwined, kissing gently and lovingly as the twitches of orgasm died away. We actually dozed for a few minutes, good fucks do that for you sometimes but the hooting and noises from the river traffic woke us and we unlocked. His pricklet was still stiff so I laid him back on the grass and sucked a dry cum out of him. We stood up and walked down to the river's edge and walked along the bank. I checked my watch; it was time to head back to the pub where my new assignation would be waiting. I just love conquering a new boy or teen pussy and despite my session with Jet so far, my dick was ready for a new conquest. We walked back to the place where our belongings were hidden, because of the lateness and the darkness Jet agreed to walk naked apart from his trainers. His body was a white ghostly shadow as we trotted through the dark path, his natural inclination tuzla escort to explore allowing him to meander energetically before me, the glimpses of moonlight shining through the canopy of overhanging branches making him appear more spectral when his pale skin was caught in its beams. `This is one hot night' I told myself as my young lover paraded his sensual beauty before me, completely unknowing and na?ve about the effect his natural behaviour was having on my dissolute desires to ravish him. Jett flittered about, his energies raised by the fuck session and I enjoyed watching and desiring him even more. `The night is not yet over,' I told myself, wondering what Trent the teenager waiter who hopefully would be waiting for me would provide in the way of further delights. We emerged onto the tow path along the river where we had started our journey. I stopped to check around. I could see a number of glowing lights from the tables strewn about the pub gardens and the low buzz of conversations stole through the night air. Carefully I directed my naked Jet to follow me, we slipped from shadow to shadow until we came close to the occupied tables. I was feeling extra excited and my dick pulsed hungrily for action. I stood by the side of one of the large trees, I think it was an oak, there was a spread of cultivated bushes around the tree and further on an arrangement of the rustic pine tables, most were occupied and the buzz of talking was clearer. I leaned against the bark of the tree, it was rough to the touch of the skin at my back and added an extra level of excitement. I beckoned Jett and placing my hand on his head pushed him gently downwards, he knew enough by now what was wanted and required. I slipped of my trainers, I was now fully naked and Jet apart from his trainers was the same. His hot mouth engulfed me, the small shape of his mouth instantly filled with my fat helmet. He licked the tip, swallowing the pecum which gushed from my slit, my balls jerked and swayed in the cool breezes, I could sense the production factory at work inside, the spongy spheres gearing themselves to produce my juicings. Jet's head bobbed back and forth, he worked my dick head either side of his mouth, rubbing it between his teeth and the inside of his cheeks and varying the pressure as his tongue licked away. The slight squelching sounds he made were easily covered by the noise of the nearby diners. The idea of a young boy sucking off an adult so close and in such an exposed place was merely a stimulating arousal to my lust. I imagined the faces of the diners if they saw us, the slight figure of a prepubertal boy on his knees servicing a huge dick like mine was just another string to my bow of depravity. The images in my head and Jet's well trained and now expert oral work quickly brought me to a high. I was ready, ready to spurt, to fill his young mouth. Abruptly I grabbed his head and he looked up at me quizzically. I smiled and silently moved towards the tables, I had seen that one closest was empty. Using my bag to cover my nudity, knowing the night blinding effect of the electric led candles in use on the tables I sat on the long seat, my naked body hidden by the empty table. I could hear clearly the voices from the nearby occupied tables. A fleeting glance around, my sex hackles at their most extreme sensing informed me I was as safe as I could be. I beckoned Jet forwards; he gingerly stepped out of the bushes and then flew across the small distance. Immediately he was back on his knees. I leaned back against the edge of the table and spread my legs allowing Jet full and total access to my cock and balls. His insistent licking and swallowing soon brought me back to the edge of climax. I relaxed, my arms spread along the side of the table, my legs wide open with Jet's young head bobbing up and down and back and forth. His hands cuddled and caressed and squeezed my balls as my sperms readied themselves for shooting. Around me the normal drone of conversation continued; the chuckling laughs and titters, the tinkling of glasses and the clatter of plates floated about my ears as the growing explosion commenced inside me and as I was sucked to orgasm. I sighed as the white tingling started, the lights of sensual climactic joys blazed in my head as I delivered my load inside Jet's mouth, his young throat managing to swallow all my essence with practiced ease. I stroked his soft hair as he continued to suckle at my dick, drawing out the last traces of my spunk. It was an exquisite cocksuck, sublime in its depravity and I relished the complete dissolute naughtiness as only a decadent boylover can. Naked I leaned back against the table top, my legs extending either side of Jet's kneeling slight frame as I stretched my body and muscles in orgasmic glory. Jet's head continuing to suckle the final spittings of my manjoy as they exited the slimy tubing of my trembling shaft. I lay there happy and elated under the moon's distant beams, a silvery shadow amongst the other slivery shadows. I moved my hand to stroke Jet's head, he leaned against my thigh, my dick still inside his mouth, joined together in sensual joy, his throat occasionally swallowing as my juices ebbed and his saliva flowed. The soft chiming bell announced the pub was closing, around me the clatter of chatter escalated as the shadowy diners rose and headed towards the exit or the car park. I checked my watch we had a few minutes before Trent's shift would be over. I watched as the staff cleared the tables, coming closer and closer, I could not see Trent in the garden, perhaps he was on duty elsewhere. A figure carrying a large tray cleared the nearest table and took a step towards where Jet and I were sitting. He checked when he saw the table was empty but caught sight of me. "Sir?" his tone was quizzical. "Just waiting for the queue leaving the car park to die down," I told him and he stepped away carrying his heavy tray, the glasses and plates clattering loudly in the quiet of the deserted garden. I felt inside my bag for my shorts and put them on, not bothering to zip up the fly I stole lightly over the grass to where my car was parked. Jet still naked flittered beside me, his naked body concealed from any observing eyes by my body and shadows and the growing darkness as the exterior pub garden lights flickered off. I leant against my car, it was the only one in the public car park, I could see a couple of vehicles close to the other side of the pub where the staff were allowed to park and kept an eye of that side of the building. Jet sat in the passenger street, I saw him yawn, it was probably the latest he had been up in his young life and I wondered if he would drop off before Trent appeared. The pub exterior lights continued to dim and fade as they were extinguished and avrupa yakası ucuz escort then the silence of the night was broken by sudden voices and a sharp blaze of light which disturbed the quiet darkness. Figures moved within the glare and a car was started. A figure poked its head around the side of the building; I stood still and watched as Trent stepped towards me. His lithe figure was a mere darker shadow in the moon's glow, his step was at first hesitant but as his night sight grew he moved forward quickly. "Hi Trent," I spoke softly. He hesitated, paused and replied, "I'm here," his tone was hesitant and I could hear his concern. "Strip," I said quietly. "Huh?" his tone was now confused. "You wanna fuck, I wanna fuck, can't do it clothed," I spoke matter-of-factly. "B, b-b-b-but the others," he stammered. Behind him the garden was quiet, all that could be seen was the shadows of those still inside the pub, `the staff who stayed for an after work drink,' I reminded myself what Trent had told me earlier. "They're too busy drinking and winding down," I told him, "besides how many would think that a teenager was about to strip naked in the garden, let alone get fucked?" I heard the rustle of clothing and then the pale silvery form as Trent's nakedness was revealed. Despite his initial timidity it was clear his teenrod was rigid and although I could not see it clearly in the dim light I was quite sure it was pulsing and throbbing and that his balls and teenpussy would be aching with need. He stepped closer and I caught his scent, the after-work aroma, slightly sweaty but underlying that was the pure musk of horny teenager. I captured him in my arms, feeling his heat through his skin, his hunger was a yearning flame and his teencock a baton that paraded his desire with trembling jerkings of itching longing. I wanted to fuck him there and then but I was quite aware that my lone car could be the object of unwanted interest; it was time to move this to a safer location. "Get in," I told him and opened my door. As I settled into my seat I heard the movement behind, Trent was clambering into the backseat, his clothes bundled under his arm and his bag slung to one side. Slowly and quietly I started the engine and we purred away from the pub. Trent was breathing hard and I could see him occasionally stroke his teenpole which gleamed now with his precum, everything augured well. It was a short drive to a pathway, a one vehicle trackway that I was familiar with. I parked the car, I had been here so often I knew where the path widened to allow vehicles to pass. "Out," I insisted. Trent got out and stood trembling, naked and erotically erect. He looked divine, a willing and able youth, capable to giving and receiving pleasure and I intended to take full advantage of that. I patted Jet who jerked awake, his rubbed his sleepy eyes but was quickly wide awake and alert. "Ace?" he spoke softly. "Trent is with us," I gestured through the window and Jet's eyes widened as he saw the naked teenager standing there. "Oh," he said; his face pale in the moonlight. I led them through the trees, the track was easy to see and we stepped out of the treeline. "Oh were here!" Jet exclaimed in surprise. He was right, we were back by that huge lawn, the ground sloped down past where we had fucked earlier to the glinting wavelets of the darkling river. "This is Lord Stanhope's place," Trent spoke but moved out of the trees to stand naked on the grass, the moon's beam silvering his physique. "His Lordship's away," I said and stroked his body, sliding my hand now his nakedness to grasp his dick and caress it with gripping strokes, Trent moaned and swayed slightly as the sensations trundled through him. "I've been here, we worked at one of his charity events," Trent spoke off-handedly as though remembering. I walked them down to the edge of the riverbank, the water chucked and rippled as we padded barefoot along the grass, the moon picking up some of the waves as the night breezes blew across the water. Jet was quiet and Trent breathed heavily, his lust was hurting him and he moved to touch me, touch my naked body, his fingers seeking my dick, the thicker teen fingers fluting up and down my swelling length. I felt the heat of his desire ignite my own and my blood pounded. I chose to stop right on the waters edge, behind us the lawn rose gracefully in a slow incline towards the back of the mansion. I grabbed Trent and kissed him, there was no hesitation as our lips mashed and our cocks thrashed together. I tongue fucked his mouth and he opened wide to accept my flickering tongue tip as I massaged almost down to his tonsils. My hands rubbed and caressed him roughly, engaging his desire and assuaging it to even greater heights. His hand wound itself around my dick, palming my precum up and down the shaft, I sensed his skin becoming sticky as my precum oiled us both. "Fuck you're dick is sooo big," he whispered. `Fuck if I had a penny for every time I had heard that I would be a multi-millionaire by now,' I smirked to myself as the repeated words sent my thoughts down that often travelled pathway. "Think your pussy can handle it?" I purred into his ears and he tensed. "Y-y-you wanna fuck me?" he trembled and shivered and looked up at me, his eyes flashed from me to Jet, his eyes colourless in the moon's glow. "Sure, I do," I pulled his hard against my dick, it pulsed against his skin. I felt him tense and edge away. "I, I, er, I fuck boys, I've never," he stopped in the middle of his sentence and gave me a desperate look. "I'm a virgin," he breathed the words breathlessly. I yanked him hard against me, our dicks mashing together, mine pushing hard against the soft muscles of his stomach and I swallowed his mouth with mine. End of Part Five To Be Continued... (Good old Ace he sure knows how to pick them, a hot teenager ready and, oh is he willing? Is Ace going to stop and allow this one to be the one that got away or maybe its time to put this Stopover to bed. 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