Little bro got me good
My and my “little” brother
The game continues in round three
Part deux 🙂 still no sex, but bear with me. It’s a complicated plot farther in!
I stood by the window as I rubbed my ass hole and jacked off. I wasn’t fingering my ass, but just rubbing it. I had never felt this dirty, this horny or hungry for sex. I always thought of myself as a top but in that moment I just didn’t care… I was craving any type of gay sex, any. I was praying for anything, or should I say: anyone. I had the sudden urge to spit and I did so right on my penis. It almost felt like someone else was jacking me off which intensified my desires. I was so wrapped up in my game and my thoughts of different hot and cute boys feeding me their dicks and reciprocating that I didn’t notice my class mate and neighbor from behind playing with a friend outside. I had thought to close all the blinds but this window didn’t have any. I finally spotted the two boys and started thinking. They weren’t the hottest guys and hung out with the group who I considered to be rejects but not geeks, like “cool” and “loosers” in their own way. I had never thought about them in a sexual way. In fact, I didn’t find them very attractive, but my hormones kicked in and my lust and hornyness made me see them in a whole new light. I eyeballed them down as I continued my fun, oblivious to the fact that they would see me if they only just turned my way. They were throwing the football.
My neighbor, the tall one, had black hair flipped up in front droupy eyes and an above average sized mouth. He was tall and lean. He wore a polo shirt and blue jeans which he wore above his ass. He looked pretty hot at that moment.
His friend was a bit smaller. He was also a bit chubbier. He had black buzzed cut hair and a rounder face than my neighbor. He was wearing a red t-shirt and blue jeans like his friend, only he wore them a bit lower than him.
I stood there at the window fantisizing about them with my dick in my right hand and my left hand around back rubbing between my ass cheeks. All of a sudden, the larger one, Philippe his name was, dropped the ball in my direction. My heart skipped a beat as he looked towards the house. He picked it up and threw it back to my neighbor, Alex. After a few more throws, Philippe approached Alex. It looked like he was giving route information to him so I didn’t think twice. They resumed passing the ball only they shifted a bit and Alex was facing my house. I decided that was too risky and, after a few seconds, moved out of the way. I sat on my couch and resumed my rubbing, pulling both knees up to my chest. A few seconds later, I heard someone knock at my patio door. I quickly pulled up my pyjama pants and underwear and went to the window. I peaked out to see who it was. It was Alex and Philippe. I took a few seconds to catch my breath and wipe some sweat off and decided to play it cool. I openned the door and looked at them puzzled.
“Hey, were you just jacking off to us?” Alex asked bluntly.
Damn they had seen me. I decided I would just deny it.
“What?! What the fuck kind of a question was that?” I half yelled.
They both looked at me with a small smirk, not believing me.
“We saw you, in the window. So, you’re gay?” Philippe spoke up.
Fuck, they really know. Wait a second, who asks that question that calmly after witnessing what they saw, I wondered.
“No.” I denied again.
“So you were starring at us as you masturbated cause you thought we were girls?” Alex asked sarcasticly.
My mind raced for a response. I would have to kill some time before I can get a good response.
“No” I said.
“So what?” Alex asked.
Quick, Jason. Think of something.
“I’m… Ugh… Bisexual, ya… Bisexual.” I said thinking it sounded better than gay. “Bi curious I’d say actually.” I continued.
“Oh…”
“Wait” I cut him off. “You’re not gonna tell anyone are you?” I asked with a pleading expression.
The two teens looked at each other frouned and turned back towards me.
“That depends.” Alex started.
“Ya it depends, on what you’re willing to do.” Philippe finished for him.
My heart climbed into my throat. I was right, they wanted me. I didn’t really find them attractive, but I was still in the faze where I would have sex with anything that moved and I was ready to lose my virginity, no matter who took it.
I started untying my pyjama bottoms when Alex interrupted me.
“Wait before you do that let’s set up some ground rules… and let’s go inside where it’s more private.”
I stepped aside and let them in. I closed the door, locked it and lowered the blinds.
“Ok. We won’t tell anyone that you’re gay or whatever if you have sex with us and do whatever we tell you. If you have any objections or things you’d like to try, feel free to run them by us and we’ll make the final decision. Aggreed?” Alex said in the privacy of my kitchen.
I answered with a simple nod of my head.
“Good now, let’s get on with it.” Alex said.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I felt his half erect dick trapped in his pants. He unbuckled his belt before my eyes and threw it on the ground. He undid his jeans and pulled them down a bit, just enough for his member to be free. He was wearing gray boxer briefs under his tight blue jeans. He pulled those down a bit untill his cock was really free. It popped out and bounced around in front of my eyes and caused my dick to spring back up. It was a pretty good size, about 6″, and was uncircumsized. He cleared his throat and, when I looked at him, he made a slight gesture with his head for me to go on. I tentitively grabbed the dick and jacked it up and down a couple times. Alex let out a sigh as though he’d been waiting a long time for this. I bent down, staying on my two feet, and kissed the tip of his penis. It was salty and I kinda liked it. I pulled the skin back, examining it, and than let go before placing the now fully erect member between my lips. I knew I wasn’t good at sucking dicks because I wasn’t able to take a lot of them before I started gagging. I had tried with different objects like bananas but could only get 3″ at max. I still very much enjoyed the taste and feeling when it was only 3″ but when I started trying to put more, I didn’t like it as much. I sucked, sticking to my 3″, as Philippe went behind me and started groping my ass. To my surprise, it actually felt good. He started spanking me on each cheek, which stinged a bit but wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, at the moment. I let out little moans, half from pain half to give him the satisfaction and pleasure. I started exploring Alex’s balls and crotch with my hands. He had a bit of hair around the base of the shaft but the rest was pretty smoothe. I cupped his balls and squeezed as he moaned slightly, obviously enjoying his first blowjob. He put his hand on my forehead and gave a slight push hinting me to get off. I released the throbbing penis and stood back up inturrupting the groping of Philippe’s hands.
He hinted at my pyjama bottoms and I understood what he wanted right away. Philippe came back around to my front to see the view. I slowly finished untying my bottoms and than grabbed the waist band on each side of me. I slowly pulled down, revealing my white briefs, and let them fall in a pile around my ankles. They both stood there starring at the bulge in my underwear for a few seconds. I noticed that Alex’s dick was still very much erect and was throbbing more than ever. Alex approached me and wrapped his arms around me. He hugged me in close. I felt his dick rub up against mine as one of his hands made its way down my back and rested on my ass. We looked into eachother’s eyes for a moment and than he leaned in. His lips came in contact with mine and I felt his tongue burst thru mine. He started grinding up against me as we kissed, rubbing his dick on my brief covered crotch. I quickly was overcome by the sensuality of the act. I wrapped my own arms around him and hugged fiercely. I than manouvered one hand to his crotch and squeezed it between our two bodies. I placed my hand between his dick and his own body as he pumped up and down. My other hand ventured to his ass, where it grabbed a handfull of jeans before slipping into his underwear to get some of the real thing. I felt one of his hands slide up my pyjama top and grab a hold of my nipples. We made out for about a minute before I noticed that we had left Philippe standing there. I broke off the kiss and moved, as smoothly as I could with pyjamas around my ankles, towards Philippe. I quickly hugged him and kissed him. I grabbed his hand and slid it down my underwear behind me as we made out. I started grinding against his jeans covered crotch missing the sensation I felt with Alex. I broke up the kiss again and regained my position with Alex. I felt Philippe come up behind me. He pulled his pants and underwear down just enough for his own prick to pop out and than hugged me from behind. I had two boys wrapped around me, I was in heaven (even if they weren’t the hottest). Alex kissed me and restarted humping my crotch, as Philippe kissed my neck and stretched his arms around to Alex’s ass. Philippe’s hands slipped into Alex’s underwear and he started groping his friend’s ass. I than felt him rub his dick up my ass crack and he started humping my brief covered ass. I loved what was happening but I didn’t know where to put my hands. I wrapped them around Alex’s neck as we continued making out. We lasted about two minutes like that before deciding to change positions.
“Want to go to the living room?” I asked.
“Sure. Which way?” Alex asked.
I pointed to the left of the glass door. I kept my arms wrapped around his neck and jumped up placing my legs around his waist. Alex picked me up and we walked to the living room.
My living room had a 3 person couch with a cushioned foot stool in front and a flat screen tv facing the couch. My living room was a long rectangle. To access it from the kitchen you had to pass thru what used to be a dinning room but is now just a love seat. There were no walls separating the kitchen from the dining room, from the living room nor the front entrance. All these rooms connected in a circle around the staircase leading up and down. Up was in between the entrance and living room and to go down the stairs were in the kitchen.
Alex set me down in front of the couch. He kissed me again. Alex and Philippe were now both standing in front of me. They both started removing my long sleeved pajama top. They slowly lifted it up, revealing my decently defined two pack muscles, than revealing my slightly muscular chest and than they finally pulled it over my head. I finally stepped out of my pajama bottoms which had been wrapped around my ankles ever since they were lowered. My pajama bottom and top formed a messy pile at my feet as I stood there in front of starring eyes in only my tighty whities. Philippe sat down in the middle of the couch, his penis, which was a tad smaller than Alex’s and a tad bigger than mine, standing straight up. It was his turn to receive head. I pushed the foot rest close to the couch and got on top of it. I got on all fours with my elbows rested on either side of Philippe’s thighs and my legs on the stool. I felt Alex get behind me and take his turn groping me. I tugged at Philippe’s jeans to get them a bit lower to have better access to his dick. I skipped the kissing part and went straight to sucking his throbbing penis. His dick tasted different than Alex’s, it was saltier. Maybe it was just some sweat from the humping. In any case, I liked it. Philippe was in a state of pure pleasure. He was slouched back in the couch with his arms resting at his side looking up at the ceiling. His breathing was heavy and his dick was constantly throbbing. Once in a while he’d look down to watch me give him a blowjob, but other than that he was panting and moaning to the ceiling. Alex was kissing my ass thru my undies and every so often he would take a gentle bite and cause me to whimper. He than stood up and after a few seconds of nothing, while I wondered what he was doing, he brought his hand down hard against my butt cheek. He spanked me over and over again, causing me to moan loudly thru the dick in my mouth. Every couple of spanks he would stop and grope me some more before resuming his spanking. I felt him get up again and heared him go off into the kitchen. He came back a few seconds later and regained his position. I heared the whip of his belt slapping my ass and the hard dick fell out of my mouth as I yelled out. He whipped my ass again and I yelled out again. Philippe grabbed my head and pushed my face into his crotch to muffle my cries. The belt hurt but in a strange way it was also arrousing. The feeling of giving myself up to another guy turned me on. He whipped me a good ten times before dropping the belt on the ground. I felt his hands grab my waist band and he slowly pulled my undies down to see what he had caused. I felt my briefs go down to below my ass and I felt Alex’s hands fall on my hips. He gently kissed my red butt cheeks and than took one big lick from bottom to top. All three of us were having the time of our life. Philippe was getting his dick sucked by one of the cute “cool” kids of his school, Jason was sucking dick while someone licked and kissed his ass and Alex was licking a cute boy’s amazing bubble butt. I could tell that Philippe was enjoying it from his quickened breath, his moans and his throbbing dick. I could also tell that Alex was having fun. Hell, I could almost feel his heart beat on the tip of his tongue. Alex started spanking my bare ass again and I started sucking harder and faster. Philippe could barely take anymore as it was. Philippe quickly pulled his dick from my mouth and said that he was gonna cum. He stood up and I got off the stool and got on my knees ready to receive my first cum shot. I closed my eyes as Philippe began stroking his own dick. It only took one stroke, two tops for him to blast the biggest load I’d ever witnessed at my face. It came out stream after stream of warm gooey cum hitting me square in the face. One stream even got in my hair. Alex Got on his own knees and was hugging me from behind, gently humping my back. I opened my eyes when it was done. Philippe was looking at me with a look of pure happiness in his eyes. I swiped my fingers accross my face and picked up a finger of sperm. I had always been curious about sperm. I sucked my finger in and got my first taste of jizz. It wasn’t half bad. A bit salty and definitely gooey. I didn’t love it but I didn’t hate it. I wouldn’t have minded getting the load in my mouth. But the look of satisfaction on Philippe’s face at the sight of me sucking the cum made me want more. I grabbed a hold of his dick and stroked it over my mouth. A few dropps fell into my mouth. I swallowed and spotted more on his dick. I licked the tip of it and than took the head in. I licked all over the head getting all the cum before I sucked his dick some more for a bit.
“You want to try my ass?” Philippe asked.
I noded and let his increasingly flaccid penis fall from between my lips. He pulled his pants down the rest of the way keeping only his boxer briefs on. He tucked his penis back in. He turned around and got back on the couch leaning on the back, sticking his ass out at me. I got back on the stool and Alex regained his position behind me. I started groping his chubby bubble butt as Alex finally brought his tongue to my ass hole.
“Can I spank you Phill?” I asked.
“No. And how about for the rest of the night you call us master.” Philippe said.
“Oouuuhhh! I like that!” Alex said putting a pause in his rimming.
“Yes master.” I said figuring if I as going to yield sexually to these two teens I was going to yield completely.
I started groping him, grabbing handful after handful of his nice ass. I pulled his underwear down and feasted upon the sight of my first naked ass. It was beautiful. A bit chubbier than mine but smoothe and sexy. I kissed each cheek before running my tung down from the top of his ass crack to his ass hole. I kissed his ass hole and than licked it. I went gently, little lick by little lick. Finally I felt Philippe reach behind him and grab the back of my head. He pushed my face hard onto his ass hole. I started poking my tongue at his hole as he moaned. We made a good chain of rimming. I felt Alex cease his licking. He got up on his knees and I felt his dick in my crack. He started pumping up and down my ass crack, his dick rubbing against my hole. He increased his speed and I was shaking so much, I couldn’t keep my tongue on Philippe’s ass hole. It felt so good having his penis rub against my hole. I was in ecstasy. It felt so good I wondered how good it would feel to have the penis go into the hole.
Alex stopped and got up.
“Turn around. I’m gonna cum now.” Alex said.
“Yes master” I replied.
I turned and got on my knees again. I couldn’t wait for some more sperm. I closed my eyes, but this time I opened my mouth wide hoping to get some in my mouth. I still had some left on my face from Phill but I wanted to get some fresh sperm in my mouth. Alex stroked a few times and some more hot sperm squirted onto my face. Some of it landed in my mouth but most of it landed on the rest of my face. I swallowed what landed in my mouth before swiping the rest off of my face. I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked it moving it around in my mouth, licking the tip where the sperm came from. I sucked until his penis was soft and flaccid and even there I sucked it for a bit. I liked his flaccid penis in my mouth. It all fit in my mouth and felt so soft. I also loved how it tickled the back of my mouth. I could’ve sucked on it all night, but after a short while, Alex took it out. I got up and kissed him.
Alex realized that I was completely naked now. I had let my undies slip off and my thin body was completely nude. He starred at me, thanking god or whoever made this happen. Realizing he was behind on us, he pulled down his pants and underwear. He than decided to get ahead of Philippe, who was jacking off to the sight before him. He pulled off his polo revealing his thin and decently muscular body. I placed my hands on his waist and started sucking on his nipples. He threw his head back and began moaning as I roughly sucked and even nibbled on his nipples. We met in an other embrace. We kissed and hugged. My hands both went down to his small, tight ass and squeezed each cheek. I groped his ass for a bit and than I took it a step further. I slid my finger up and down his ass crack gently tickling it before stopping at the hole. I pressed my finger against it and started wiggling it. It went in maybe a centimeter, but that was as far as it would go without any form of lube or spit. I kept rubbing and wiggling it there as we kissed. Alex raised his hand and put his middle finger between our mouths. We both kissed and sucked on the finger. He spat a few times on it before bringing it down to my ass hole. He rubbed the hole getting it wet and than spat a few times on the finger again. He pressed his finger up to my ass hole and started gently pushing it in. It was the first time that anyone had stuck anything up my ass. It burned at first and, as he moved it in and out, it burned even more. It kind of felt like I really needed to take a shit. He stuck it in and out a few times than brought it back up. We kissed and sucked on his finger some more, which tasted a bit like shit from being in my pooper. He stuck it back in my ass and started fingering me again. We finally broke off the making out thinking we should involve Philippe.
I walked over to Phill and pulled him up from the couch. I kissed him and than pulled his shirt off. Philippe was a bit chubbier than Alex and I, but I didn’t care. Hell if I cared that wouldn’t of happened at all. As long as he had a penis and an ass I was good. I started sucking on his slight man-boobs, which was actually pretty cool. I pulled his underwear off the rest of the way and we were all completely naked. Philippe pushed me back onto the sofa and told me to lift my legs.
“Yes master.” I said doing as I was told.
I lifted my knees up to my chest as he got down on his knees. I felt his tongue run across my ass hole and I got goose bumps. He did it again a couple of times before full on making out with my ass hole. Alex jumped up onto the couch and turned his back to me. He slowly lowered his ass onto my face crouching over me.
“Lick it!” He ordered.
“Yes master.” I tried to say thru his ass. I started licking his hole. Actually it was more like french kissing his hole cause I didn’t have room to stick out my tongue. Philippe started spitting on my hole and all around it, making me feel dirty and aroused. He started fingering me with his short and fat finger. I felt that burning sensation that made me moan again. He stopped all of a sudden, leaving me in disappointment.
“Do you have any sex toys?” Phill asked getting up.
“No. But I might have some stuff that you could use instead downstairs in the basement master.” I answered lifting Alex’s ass up temporarily.
Philippe went down to the basement. Alex let himself fall on my chest. He sat on my chest and I noticed he was hard again. As if we had shared thoughts, he pushed his dick to my lips. I welcomed the dick in and started sucking. However, this time, Alex took control and didn’t let me do my thing. He started thrusting his junk into my mouth. I gagged and choked on his dick as he thrusted with his hips. I didn’t like the gagging, but I decided to soldier thru it because it was certainly making Alex happy. He thrusted as deep and as fast as he could, pulling my hair with his hands. The pain wasn’t so good but the sense of total submission was great. I was just happy to be naked with two other boys. He stopped to let me catch my breath for a second than shoved it in and out, gave me a break of about three seconds and did it again a few times. I gagged and choked every time and I could sense I was red. He than shoved his dick as far as he could down my throat and held it there. I had it all except for an inch, which he almost got in the end. He released and pulled his dick out which was linked to my mouth thru streams of spit. He gave me about a minute and than started fucking my mouth again, slower this time. I enjoyed it more when it was slower, even if it was deeper than my 3″, but I felt like my max was growing, expanding. I felt like I could take 4″ instead of just 3″.
Philippe came back upstairs, his hands full of toys, and saw Alex fucking my mouth. He was really turned on by the sight and the sound of my gags and slurps.
Alex stood back up and I regained my position with my knees up. Phill kneeled down at my ass with all his toys. He had a few drum sticks, rope, duck tape, a toy that used to be a missile on one of those launchers (that really resembled a dildo or penis) and hand cuffs (two sets to be exact). I sensed that it was gonna get kinky pretty fast and that actually excited me. As I said: If I’m gonna yield submit to someone sexually, I’m gonna completely yield and it will be a total submission.
Philippe started with the drum sticks. He took one and started sucking on it. He passed it around and we all sucked and licked it. He spat on my hole again and than pushed the stick up against it. He pushed it in and I felt the burning sensation intensify. He pushed it deeper and deeper. I felt an amazing sensation in my body. I can’t explain it but it was good. He pushed it in and out and than up and down and to each side as I felt the sensation over and over. He took the stick out and handed it to Alex. Alex wasn’t feeding me his ass anymore as he wanted to observe the toys. Alex grabbed the stick and started fucking my mouth with it. He pushed it in and out of my mouth. It tasted like ass and shit which was strangely exciting. He handed it back to Philippe and he resumed fucking me. I started stroking my own dick which made them realize, all of a sudden, that they hadn’t tried blowing yet.
They both got down on their knees between my legs. They both kissed my dick at the same time, one taking the head and the other the shaft. Philippe finally started sucking on the head. He started going deeper and deeper as Alex and I looked on. Alex started fingering Phill as he gave me head. The hot and moist mouth and tongue coming in contact with my dick felt so good. Philippe took a break and Alex took over. He grabbed my dick and started blowing me fast and furious style. They switched off a few times, going deeper and deeper, faster and faster until at the end they were both deep throating me. Alex continued as Philippe got up and sat on my chest. I knew from experience what was coming. He pushed his dick into my mouth and started thrusting deep into my throat. It was easier than when Alex did it, at first, but as he increased his speed it increased the difficulty again. He fucked my mouth as Alex deep throated me. It was amazing. I let Philippe’s dick out of my mouth as I realized I was gonna cum. He quickly got beside Alex on the ground. I stood up and started stroking my cock. I aimed between the two of them as the first squirt hit the sides of their faces. I than moved my dick around getting a bit on everyone. They started licking the jizz off each other, but they didn’t seem to like it too much.
I fell back on the couch regaining my breath. The two boys licked my dick simultaneously for the remains. They both looked at each other. It was time to get kinky.
Alex grabbed me and pushed me onto my front. They grabbed my hands, placed them behind my back and cuffed me. They grabbed the duck tape and taped my mouth shut. They pulled me off the couch and kneeled me over it. Alex groped my ass again and started spanking me again. They both grabbed a cheek and spanked it over and over. After about 20 spanks each, I heard the belt buckle again. They whipped my ass a few times and than stopped. They pulled me up and started walking me to the stairs like they would a criminal. We went up the stairs and into my room. They pushed me onto the bed and jumped on after me. They uncuffed me and than cuffed me again above my head. I was laying flat on my belly with my hands cuffed above my head. They took the rope and tied my cuffs to my bed frame. They tied each leg to an opposite end of the bed frame too. They ripped off the tape on my mouth and started spanking me again. They stopped after a few spanks and started spitting and fingering my ass hole again. They spat on their dicks and on my ass hole some more.
Alex got on top of my back and I felt his slippery dick in my crack. He grabbed it and pointed it toward my hole and pushed it in a tad. He laid back down and slowly pushed it all the way in. I felt an intense feeling of pain as he started going in and out. As he kept going the pain subsided a little and it started feeling more and more good. He fucked me harder and harder as we both moaned and breathed heavily. He arched his back up and started pounding me faster. They were counting on lasting long so they didn’t stay too long. Alex got off and it was Phill’s turn to lose his virginity. He pushed in faster and started at a more elevated pace. He fucked me for a good five minutes, kissing my neck, before he got off. They decided the rope was too constrictive. They untied me from the bed but kept my cuffs on in front. I got on all fours and felt Alex get behind me. He slipped into my ass and started fucking me doggy style. He spanked the sides of my ass as he fucked me. They switched again and Phill flipped me onto my back. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and stood by my ass. He held my legs in the air as he started pounding me, both of us moaning and starring at each other. He leaned over me and kissed me a few times thru out his turn. Alex pushed me back to the center of the bed. He lifted my ass in the air, stood over it and started fucking me. It was a cool position of submission where he clearly had all the power and control. He spat on my face treating me like a dirty whore, getting me more and more horny. With spit and left over sperm on my face, I begged for more. Phill, tired, laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. I sat down on his dick and started grinding back and forth. I started bouncing up and down, using his chest as leverage. I bent down and we made out as I slowed the tempo down a little. Alex stood me up against the wall, separated my legs and started fucking me from behind.
Finally the two went back to doggy style as Alex fucked my ass and Phill fead me his cock. They fucked me until they were both over the edge. They flipped me over on my back and both knelt pointing their throbbing members at my face. They both got close together and pushed their dick’s heads against each others. I opened my mouth and placed it right in front of the two dicks. They both started squirting out sperm almost at the same time. I got it all in my mouth, however there was too much. I swallowed what I could and the rest spilled out of my mouth and down my chin. I licked it up after until there was none left.
“Do any of you wanna finish me off?” I asked.
Alex nodded.
“Go ahead… master.” I said.
Alex climbed on top of me, spat on his finger several times and rubbed it on my dick and his ass hole. He descended on my dick slowly and than started rocking back and forth. He held himself up as I thrusted in and out. He moaned and yelled as he bounced up and down.
“You wanna try Phill?” I asked in between breaths.
He shook his head no. My breathing quickened and my thrusts became more random. I felt myself cum inside Alex’s ass. As soon as I came, the warm liquid caused Alex to stop. I, however, kept thrusting thru spasms emptying my load in his ass. I pulled out of his ass and offered Phill to suck it. He accepted. I stood up and he started sucking on the cum covered dick. This time I took control and started thrusting into his mouth. I kept going until, a few minutes later, I felt another orgasm. This one, however, was a dry one. I held my dick in the back of Phill’s throat thru-out the orgasm and than let to and collapsed back on the bed.
We cleaned up and decided to take a shower all three of us. We entered the bathroom and started running the water.
“Let’s cuff Jason again and wash his body for him.” Alex suggested.
Phill agreed and so I was cuffed again. Just before we entered the shower, Alex was hard again so he offered me one last blowjob. I got on my knees, with my cuffed hands behind my back and started sucking his dick. Alex put his hands on my head and started helping me thru the motions. All of a sudden, he stopped and kept my head in place with his dick in my mouth. I felt a warm liquid enter my mouth. He has some left? I wondered. I than realized it wasn’t sperm but pee. I tried to remove my head but it was no use. I decided to give in again. I swallowed a bit of pee, but it tasted awful so I just let the rest fall out of my mouth and roll down my chin. He finished and let go of my head. It wasn’t that bad when you didn’t swallow it. We got into the shower where they washed me and than each other. We spent some time under the water cuddling, grinding and humping each other.
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I moved into my mothers three story apartment building on October 31st.
The morning of Halloween. My fathers home was less than an hour away in a small town called City View with the irony that City View had nothing but the view of a forrest and the lake that contained the small towns water supply.
When I say the word small, this would be putting it lightly. The town was madeup of my formal high school, a bank, a sonic, a harps, and a very inconvienent convienent store,
The town was microscopic compared to my new city.
Combs Springs.
My mother lived on the third floor of the apartment building with my little brother, Traden, my step-father Aaron and my grandmother Sue.
It wasnt HUGE but nor was it small considering that we had 5 people in the three bedroom apartment.
After unpacking the rest of my remaining belongings, I smashed my boxes and hefty duty bags that contained my clothes, and proceeded into the living room to ask where I should put the trash.
Mom explained that at the bottom of the stairs there was a dumpster not too far from the steps. So I put my shoes on and carried the boxes downstairs to put them into the empty dumpster.
When I reached the bottom flight of stairs, I tried to pull a little Home Alone stunt and slide off the railing and then continue my pace.
It didn’t work out the way I planned and as I felt the uncomfortable feel of the metal bar beneath me, I was startled and jumped off, catching my foot on the railing itself.
I lost my balance and fell face first into the concrete.
The impact was nothing compared to the sting from the accident I felt afterwords. My eyes shut automatically in the harsh blur of light coming at my face. My knee was scraped and my face was pulsing in pain as I rolled off of my stomach and onto my back. Taking in the sharp, brisk chill of the wind carrying faint sounds of small children using the famous phrase, “Trick Or Treat”.
I heard footsteps coming down the stairwell and thought that it was my father coming down. I was the reason for the end of the conversation of the stranger as they mumbled a quick, “Let me call you back.”
They quickly walked over to me and offered a hand out to me. I reached out and took the hand. The soft hand. As they picked me up and helped dust off my clothes that were covered in dead leaves. I noticed that the person brushed off my back and momentarily touched my butt.
Everything was so blurry.
“I think you dropped your glasses.” The stranger said. “My names Daniel.”
I pushed the cracked glasses on my face to look at this ‘Daniel’.
After my eyes adjusted, I looked at the handsome face of a tall skinny blonde kid with bright blue eyes.
“Luk-Lukas.” I studdered. I grabbed his outstretched hand and shook it gently.
“Are you new here?” He grinned.
“Yeah. I moved in with my mom this morning.”I noticed that his teeth were extremely white and that he smiled with every word I spoke. “I gotta go.” I picked up the scattered boxes and trash bags and practically ran over to the trash can. In embarrassment on top of me just being naturally awkward.
“Well im having a Halloween party tonight at my place, if you wanna hang later!” He shouted after me.
“Thanks but no thanks. I still have some unpacking to do.” I yelled over my shoulder.
I took the stairs that ran behind the apartment to get back to my house.
When I got inside, I passed Aaron and went into the bathroom.
I looked into the mirror at myself. I smiled thinking about my stupid decision to try and sail down the steps. I noticed a small cut under my left eye and decided to take a shower.
I took off my shirt and jeans to reveal a hairy bush and a semi hard penis under my boxers.
I grabbed the bulge with my hands and massaged it.
Nearly fully erect. I caught myself thinking about the way Daniel touched me. With his soft hands that were just the right amount of gentle along with a firmness that I found very attractive.
I wondered where this party would be held as I reminisced the brief exchange of contact we had. I picked up the pace of my rubbing my now erect dick, so fast that I found myself jacking off.
I thought of his deep blue eyes as I pounded. Of his smooth skin and silky blonde hair. His bright teeth. And his gorgeous smile. I even thought of ths way he said his name.
I couldn’t help but moan as I got to the point of pure bliss.
I aimed at the open toilet seat but was suprisd as I watched the first two huge spurts fly onto the seat. Followed by a load that flew into the toilet. And I finished up with a small attempt that fell onto the floor.
I was so exhausted that I quickly cleaned up the mess and flushed the evidence. I took a shower. Put on my underwear and went to bed.
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I woke up to the sound of my phone going off letting me know about a random three a.m. phone call.
I looked at the screen and was suprised to see my bestfriend Kaleys picture.
I answered the phone with a groggy “Hello?”
“Hey! Were you asleep?” Sometimes this girl did not have any common sense.
“Yeah I was asleep. Its only 3:24 in the morning.”
“Can you talk though. Its kinda important.” She asked. Usually I would have said fuck off and went back to sleep. But this was my bestfriend. The only one that knew about my bisexual side. She was always there for me, so I needed to be there for her.
“Yeah, lemme get my contacts.”
I rolled out of bed and into the bathroom. I put in my contacts, grabbed my robe and then quietly opened the front door. “Okay. Whats wrong?”
She told me about her friend named Rico that she was starting to like and about other high school drama. Not wanting to go to continue the conversation for an extra amount of time I just agreed and said yeah in different places until she finished and decided to go to sleep. After we said good night, I got up to go inside when I noticed a flash in the distance. A cell phone light?
I decided that since I was already awake I might as well check it out.
I walked down to the parking lot where I thought I seen the light and realized that I could hear footsteps walking on the dead leaves making a crunching sound. I followed the noise into an empty field surrounded by trees until I heard a cough. And then someone spoke. “Can’t sleep Lucky?”
I realized it was Daniel! My heart raced as I remembered my grand finale that had occurred in the bathroom and I felt my shorts twitch.
“Its Lukas actually. But no I can’t. What about you?”
I noticed that he was very unbalanced and staggered around. Then I smelt the strong distinct smell of liquor. “Ehh, I always go for walks.”
“At three a.m. Why?” I joked.
“Why……not?” He smiled through his glazed over blue eyes and bright teeth. “Drink?”
I REALLY like this kid, I thought. I don’t want to tell him no.
I reached out and took a big drink of the brown liquid and almost choked on the amount of alcohol in my mouth.
“Ehh, not to shabby. Thats hundred proof by the way.” He said proudly. “Have a seat.” He motioned at an old rock table that looked as if it had been through multiple acid rains.
I sat on the top and tried to settle my boner to no relief. Before I realized that it was too dark to see anyway.
Daniel came and sat so close to me that our knees were touching and I noticed that he didnt have a shirt on. His nipples were hard as if it were cold but they looked just as smooth as the rest of him.
We spent the next thirty minutes drinking the bottle until we were both drunk. He told me stories about his life but I honestly wasn’t listening. My heart would skip beats when he would do things like lean his head on my shoulder or grab my leg.
I was so fucking horny and this kid continued to talk about his teachers in the sixth grade. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and out of drunk impulse I kissed him.
I kissed him. And kissed him. And continue to kiss him. He reached around and played with my brown hair. He grabbed it and smashed his face into mine. I moved my hand up his chest until I felt his hard nipples. They felt so good in my hand and I felt him moan in my mouth as I pinched them softly.
I felt his hand move down and opened my robe revealing only my boxers. He broke off the make out and gently trailed kisses down until he reached my underwear line. He pulled them open and was nearly slapped in the face by a 6.5 inch dick that was hard as a rock.
He licked up my shaft until he reached the crown which he circled many times. Making me moan and bite my lip. I leaned back as he continued to swirl my dick with his beautiful tounge. Then he finally engulfed it completely. All the way down until I felt his warm breath hitting my pubic hair. He went back up and pumped my dick once then proceeded to give me head.
He sucked me until I got to the point where I couldn’t take anymore and announced that I was about to cum.
This made him work twice as hard as he was preparing to take on my sperm.
I shot streams in his throat that I didn’t think was possible for anyone to hold in their mouth.
I literally screamed at he continue to suck my very sensitive penis. Cleaning out every drop if semen.
I thought that that would be it. Until I realized that he didnt swallow, and was going to use my sperm as lube.
He turned me over as he pulled off his shortsand spat the cum in his hand and rubbed it on his penis. He also stuck his index finger straight into my anus. An uncomfortable feeling I was not expecting. I yelped as he finger fucked me.
And without warning stuck his dick in my ass.
The pain hurt. Nothing but pure agony as I realized that maybe gay sex wasnt as fun as it seemed. I tried to clench when he got close to pulling out in hopes of to get him out of my rectum. I even tried standing up but was harshly pushed back down.
I was about to start screaming when I felt a strange feeling.
No longer did I feel a strange feeling but a warm, great feeling. Pure pleasure. He rode my ass. Hard. And I liked it.
I started to match his moans as I pushed my ass back into it. Thrusting back at him, when he finally said he was there.
It was my turn to work extra hard.
I flung my ass hard, just in time to meet his every thrust.
His moans turned into screams as he began to fill me up with his hot warm spurts. He slammed hard one last time but this time he held it there as he finished cumming. He crashed on my back and just layed there holding me from behind.
After awhile he rolled onto the table top next to me and sighed deeply. I turned over and we looked up at the stars for what seemed like forever.
He finally asked me with a grin, “So how was your first day in Combs Springs?”
“Ehh, not too shabby.” I winked.
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Peter, his Mom and Me 3
The following morning I got up Early, about 6:30, and Dad was just leaving for work.
“Your Mother had a little too much to drink last night and isn’t going to go to work so you will have to fix your own breakfast.” I had a bowl of cereal and a piece of toast and decided since it was only 7:15 maybe Mom was staying home so we could get together. Just thinking of that started me to get a semi-hard-on.
I opened the door to Mom & Dads bedroom and saw Mom laying there with only the sheet covering her legs. She was on her back and snoring loudly. Her gown was pulled up above her thighs and I could see the black trimmed bush of her pussy. I decided I wanted to eat Moms pussy in the worst way so I pulled the sheet down and very carefully lifted her knees and spread them apart. I kneeled down at the foot of the bed and spread her vagina lips and began to lick her pussy. She had a strong odder and there was dried cum on the sides. It looked like Dad had fucked her after I had. So I was eating my Dads and my mother’s as well as my own dried cum. Even with it having that strong odor the Idea of eating my own mother’s pussy was stronger than any pungent smell might have been. I shoved my tongue inside her lips and began to lick and suck her pussy. I took my tongue and tickled her clit. She had a nice firm one about as big around as the middle of a tooth pick and maybe 5/8’s of and inch long. She stopped snoring and began to moan as I sucked gently on her clit. After about ten minutes of my licking and sucking she reached down and grabbed my head and shoved my face tight against her pussy lips as she climaxed. She reared her Ass up and her abdomen began to flutter.
Her climax woke her up and she looked up and seeing me between her legs she screamed “Nooooooo” and began to kick at me. She kicked me in the shoulder and the top of my head forcing me off the bed. She jumped up and stood over me and I had never seen my Mother so mad. “IF YOU EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN OR TRY TO DO TO ME WHAT YOU DID LAST NIGHT AND AGAIN JUST NOW I WILL TELL YOUR FATHER AND HAVE YOU SENT TO JUVINILE HALL,” she hissed. “What you are doing is degrading to me and disrespectful to your Father. The only reason I didn’t tell your Father last night was because it would kill him. Don’t you realize you have ruined any Mother son relationship we might have had over the comming years. Now Bobby hear me and hear me good. Don’t ever come near me again. When your Dad is around I will attempt to be civil and treat you like I have in the past but if we are ever alone keep your distance or by god I will have you sent to juvenile hall. Now get your ass out of here and go to school.”
My ego was deflated and I felt like two cents. I went next door to Pete’s house feeling like shit. Madelyn was already to go to work and said, “I’ll drop you and Pete off at school on the way. What’s the matter Bobby you look a little down?” I’m Ok, I just had a fight with Mom and I feel kind of bad about it. “Well I’ll try and cheer you up when I get home from work tonight” She leaned over and gave me a big kiss and rubbed my cock. I sure hoped so I though I’m going to need something after what just happened. When I got home from school I told Mom I was invited over to Pete’s for dinner. I couldn’t look her in the face. She said, “I think that would be good. I’m not sure if I could look at you without getting upset all over again.
That evening I forced my self to forget what happened and concentrated on Madelyn. I ate her Pussy twice and Pete ate his Mother once before we fucked her the first time. He whispered he wanted to fuck his Mother in the Ass while I was fucking her. He said the last time really turned him on. As I slipped my cock into Madelyn’s lovely hot pussy I thought; why the hell I couldn’t have been just satisfied with fucking Pete’s Mom instead of letting my ego get the better of me and ruined a great relationship with my Mother. Madelyn went wild with Pete and me in both her holes. I think she came at least a dozen times. We had dinner after that and Pete and I kept playing with his Moms tits as she fixed dinner. I finger fucked her while she cooked, making her cum twice.
I fucked Madelyn two more times before Pete asked me to fuck him in the Ass while he fucked his Mother. I said, won’t that kind of shock your Mom. He told me he didn’t think so. He got on the edge of the bed with his Ass hanging just over the end and had his Mother sit on his cock. He raised his legs high alongside her. I knew he had douched his Ass out and lubricated it just before by how easy I slid into his butt. When I shoved my cock up his Ass and reached around his Mother and began to fondle her tits. “Bobby, what the hell are you doing” “It’s Ok Mom I asked him to fuck me in the Ass. I wanted to know what it feels like to have a cock in my Ass while I fucked you.” “Well it feels wonderful doesn’t it?” she told him. Yes, I’m ready to explode a load of my love offering up into your wonderful fuck hole Mom.”
She squealed as she felt him shoot a huge amount of sperm into her vagina cavity and at the same time I shot a load of cum up his Ass. He later told me he really missed getting fucked in the Ass by me. I told him that I didn’t miss it at all. I fucked her two more times before I went home. Each and every time I fucked her I was amazed at how great her pussy felt and the strength in her pussy lips when she would clamp down on my cock. As I left Madelyn gave me a hug and whispered, “I don’t know where you get the stamina but I’m glad you have it.” I told her it was because she was the sexiest women in the world and she had the greatest pussy a man could possibly enter. When I got home Mom and Dad were already in Bed.
The next morning after I took a shower and came down stairs for breakfast. Dad had already left for work. Mom would not look at me the whole time she fixed pan cakes. It felt like being in a refrigerator. It was even harder because when Mom bent over to put the pan cakes on my plate she hesitated for a moment and her tits almost fell out of her gown and robe. I almost threw caution to the wind and wanted to grab her tits and suck them before forcing her to fuck me anyway. I didn’t do anythin but when I stood to leave I had a hard on. Mom look at my crotch and turned away.
I left with my hard on and went next door to get Pete. It was only 7:30 so I knocked but no one came to the door. I tried the knob and it opened. I said hello, anyone home?
Madelyn hollered from the bedroom. I’m in here; bring me a cup of coffee will you? I poured both of us a cup and walked into her bedroom. “Pete’s taking a shower and we will be ready shortly.” She was in the process of putting on her crouch-less panty hose before she slipped her panties on. As I Looked at her perfect camel toe my hard on returned. I sat the coffee on the table next to her and dropped my jeans and underwear. I grabbed her slender waist and slid my cock into her pussy grabbing each of her breasts. I squeezed and rolled my finger and thumbs over her nipple as I began to slip in and out of her wonderful pussy. Her vagina muscles immediately clamped down on my cock, jesus what a feeling.
Her nipples popped out and she squealed, “Oh you naughty boy.” Do you want me to stop? I said. “If you do I will hate you forever,” she giggled. “You have the most wonderful cock and what it does to me is amazing. I hope you will want to make love to me until I’m old and grey.” I thought you said that we only fuck and that you and Pete made love. That was at first but now I think I am falling in love with you or at least with your beautiful cock. Even after all that love making last night I dreamed of you making love to me on this deserted Island where we had all the food and water we needed and you made love to me until we were old and I died with your cock in me just after you came. Isn’t that insane?” It sounds good to me I told her.
I increased my speed and when I felt her cum the second time I let lose a nice load of cum into her hot wet vagina tunnel. I squeezed her tits and said you better do something before you leave for work. You don’t want to leak a bunch of cum all over your office. She giggled and rushed into her bathroom.
I took some clean-x and wiped my cock. I didn’t want to wash off her wonderful pussy smell so I pulled my pants up and grabbed my coffee and went to the kitchen and waited for them to get ready. Madelyn came in first and she asked me. “Have you ever fucked Peter before last night?” Well when we were around 12 we did experiment a little but when we started fucking your niece we decided we liked women and didn’t want to become gay. “Well I’m certainly glad you decided that way, look what I would be missing.”
It’s not any of my business and you don’t have to tell me but I have always been curious as to why you got a divorce. He must have been nuts to let you go. “I’ll give you the short version. I met Pete’s Dad in high school when I was 16. He got me pregnant and I had Peter a month after I turned 17. I finished high school because my sister let us stay with her. My folks disowned me when I got pregnant. My dad was a Baptist Minister and Mom is a religious nut. We got married right after we graduated. Peter’s Dad tried to fuck My sister on our honey moon. She kept quiet about it for awhile but he kept after her so she told her husband. He beat the shit out of Pete’s Dad and threw him out of the house. I got a divorce and went to college and got a degree in Mathematics. I earned enough to pay my sister back for helping me and saved enough for us to buy this house.
So you were only 23 when you moved here. “Yes,” she said. Well when Pete and I turned twelve you were then only 29. “That’s about right. Bobby you told me you have wanted to fuck me since you were twelve. That’s unusual since I was 17 years older than you. Most kids that age think 29 is old.” No, even when I was 9 and 10 and I would get a glimpse of your boobies when you were in your robe and night gown or a few times when Pete and I saw you in your bra and panties I would get a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach and it wasn’t until I was about 12 and got a hard on every time I saw you like that that I realized what I had been feeling. After we started fucking Tina I knew I wanted to fuck you too.
Well Bobby I’m glad you did, it is very flattering to think I could turn on a 12 year old. Pete was standing in the door way listening. “Hell, don’t feel like the lone ranger I use to get hard when Mom and I took a bath together. I got real pissed when she stopped letting me bathe with her. I use to peek in on her when ever she took a bath and forgot to lock the door. Some times I would sneak into her bedroom when she was asleep. Especially during the summer when it was hot she would sleep with just a sheet on. It usually hiked up her legs and I would stand at the foot of the bed and look up her gown.” “Peter, shame on you, you never told me that,” said his Mom. “Why would I? Besides I loved looking at you.” he said. That reminds me how did you two end up doing it? I asked.
“I have to get to work so will tell you on the way to work. We got in the car and Madelyn began, “Well all during those years Peter was growing up I never went out. I had never really enjoyed sex with Pete’s Dad because he would always cum to quick. He seldom did any foreplay so I never really missed it. About 3 years ago I met a guy through work and we kind of hit it off. I went out to dinner with him a couple of times before bringing him home. He made me realize what I had been missing. He preformed a lot of foreplay before making love to me and It was the first time I ever had multiple orgasms. The third time he came over we had a little too much to drink and we were fucking on the couch. Peter came in and I didn’t see him. He stood there watching me fucking this guy. When I finally saw him the guy had just given me a climax and was in the process of shooting a quantity of his sperm inside me. I was shocked to see Peter and when I screamed his name Peter turned and ran to his room.
I shoved the guy out the door and ran to Peter’s room. I heard him crying so I knocked and asked him if I could talk to him. When I went in Peter was lying on the bed in just his pajama bottoms. I turned him over onto his back and as I did I noticed Peter had a hard on from watching. I kissed him and gave him a big hug and told him how sorry I was that he saw us. I told him that I had missed having sex with a man but that was no excuse to do it where he might see it. He surprised me when he asked, “Why do you need a stranger to do that with. Why can’t we do it?”
Bobby, you could have knocked me over when he asked me that. I told him that a Mother and son didn’t do those things. That it was called incest and was against the law. She smiled and then said he was persistent I must say. He said “aren’t you suppose to have sex with only those you love?” “He had me there and I told him well, yes that’s true.” He then asked me, well if that’s true and we love each other then why should we do it. “I told you that it is against the law to do something like that.” He came right back and said not if no one knows. “I gave up and told him to go to sleep. I lay down beside him and rubbed his head. He scooted close to me and I could feel his hard on pressing against my stomach.”
“The booze began to take effect again and I fell asleep. I woke up later still pretty woozy with Peter on top of me fucking me. He told me latter that he had already screwed me once before I woke up. I was almost ready to cum and I thought Oh shit, I can’t let him do this. I started to push him off but he grabbed me around the waist and kept fucking as fast as his ass would go. I couldn’t help myself, he made me cum. That little shit didn’t stop fucking me until he had cum in me two more times and made me have several climaxes myself. We fell asleep and I woke up about 4AM with him fucking me again. This time I just let him and enjoyed it. About 7:30 I woke up again to his fucking.
That kid had an insatiable appetite. It was Saturday and we didn’t get out of bed except for lunch all day. Bobby that kid wore me out. He fucked me so many times that day that I lost count. He made me cum every time and sometimes more than once. The rest is history.” Peter was sitting there with the biggest grin you ever saw shaking his head up and down. I said, WOW that’s some story.
That day at lunch the football coach came up to where Pete and I were eating. He told me that he wanted me to come back to the team next year and that he wanted to make sure I joined the team for summer work outs. He told me to start weight lifting again to build my strength. He told Pete that if he got his grade average to a “C” he could rejoin the team too.
I met this Asian girl name Ushe. She was real nice and she had a girl friend by the name of Teri. They were always together. On this particular day Ushe asked me if I would walk her home. She said a couple of boys were giving them a bad time and that if I walked her home they would think I was her boy friend and would leave her alone. I said sure. I was getting pretty big having grown to 6’2” and weighing 195lbs. I told Peter and he said he would come with me. On the way home she pointed out the two boys that had been giving them the bad time. I knew them so I walked over and told them to lay off the girls. They said they didn’t know they were ours girl friends, and they were only having some fun.
I noticed that Teri was getting real cozy with Pete. Ushe invited us into the house and told us her folks were at work. She got us all a coke and we sat on the couch. Next thing I knew Pete was smooching with Teri and he had his hands between her legs and was finger fucking her. Ushe saw what they were doing and said, “Come with me” She took me by the hand and led me to what I guessed was her bedroom and we no sooner got the door closed when she threw her arms around me and gave me a french kiss. Her tongue was exploring my mouth like crazy. I lowered her onto the bed and began to squeeze her breast. They were different than Madelyn’s, my Moms or for that matter the other two gals I had fucked. When I took her dress and bra off I saw that her tits were large like saucers but more flat than round with huge nipples.
I began sucking on those nipples and she started moaning ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm that’s nice she cooed. She took my hand and placed it between her legs so I removed her panties and started finger fucking her. She undid my belt buckle and lowered my pants just past my Ass as I finger fucked her and sucked her titties. I stood up and took my jeans and underwear off as she spread her legs. I asked her if she had a condom because I didn’t have any. She told me she was on the pill and I didn’t need to worry about getting her pregnant. I bent down and shoved my face into her pussy. I almost gagged because she had a very strong fishy smell. Before I could get my head out she grabbed my head and buried my face into her pussy. I got over the strong smell and began to lick and suck on her clit. Her pussy was covered with very black course hair.
I made her cum a couple of times and she was screaming at the top of her lungs: Ohhhhhh god, Bobby what a tongue you have, don’t stop, ohhhhh yes yesssss, god you’re making me cum. I came up and slid my cock into the outer folds of her cunt. She was pretty tight and I had to work at getting it in her. I gave a big push and sunk deep into her pussy. She screamed “Ohhhhhhh my god Bobby you are so big, oh christ fuck me; fuck me hard with that big dick of yours.” I didn’t think I had such a big dick. It wasn’t quite seven inches but it was pretty thick around. I began to shove my cock in and out of her.
With all the fucking I had been doing lately I was able to fuck her for almost twenty minutes. I took turns french kissing her and sucking on her tits as I fucked. She was screaming and wiggling her ass as I made her cum several times. Finally I felt that erg in my balls and shot a load of cum up inside her fuck hole. Oh my god Bobby, that was wonderful. You can come and fuck me anytime you want too.
Pete and Teri walked in and Teri said hey Ushe, sounds like you had a good fuck. Pete was great too. Why don’t we swap? Ushe said that’s a great idea. Take Bob into Moms room and fuck him there. Just be careful not to get any cum on her bed. Put a couple of towels down. Teri led me into Ushe’s Mothers room. She laid down a couple of bath towels and then shoved me onto the bed. She grabbed my soft cock and shoved it into her mouth and began to suck. She looked up and said, “christ I wish Ushe didn’t eat so much dried fish. I always have a bard time eating her pussy. Usually if she douche’s with scented water it’s not so bad.
She went back to sucking and got me nice and hard. She got on her back and lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders as I leaned in and shoved my cock into her wet pussy about 3 inches. Even though Pete had already fucked her she was still pretty tight. I shoved the rest of my cock in and was surprised I hit bottom. I looked down at Teri’s brown skin as I slid in and out of her pussy. She was an American of Mexican decent. Her tits were cone shaped with huge areolas and her nipples were the whole end of her tits. I leaned down and began to suck each breast in turn as I fucked her.
She didn’t scream like Ushe, but she just kept a low murmur like ummmmmm. She wrapped her legs around my waist and put her heels on my butt using her heels to push against my Ass each time I thrust inside her. I fucked her even longer than Ushe, and I wasn’t sure I could cum again. She just kept up a steady uuummmmmmg, ummmmm as I drove in and out of that tight warm cunt. Every so often she would say oh god yessssssss and I knew she had cum again. Finally after a little over a half hour I felt that erg build up into my ball sack and I shot a load deep into her cervix.
Suddenly I asked, you are on the pill aren’t you? “Well it’s a little late to think of that isn’t it? But yes I’m on the pill. You and Pete are by far the best lovers we have ever had.” How many guys have you and Ushe fucked I asked. “I have fucked eight guys and Ushe five. We have both eaten two girls pussy’s at school.” I thought wow more guys than Pete and I have girls.
When I got home from school I left a note that I would be eating at Pete’s again. When Madelyn came home from work Pete and I were ready for her. We had showered and shaved and drank a couple of glass’s of milk each. We tried to fuck her before she got out of the kitchen but she told us that she wanted to take a shower first and douche her self both in the Ass and her Vagina as she anticipated them both wanting to be inside her at the same time. As soon as she was out of the shower we put her on her bed and took turns eating her lovely snatch while the other sucked her tits and french kissed her. We ate her box for over an hour before she finally screamed, “ENOUGH I CAN’T HANDLE ANY MORE. If you don’t fuck me I think I’ll go insane.” We both smiled.
She straddled me and slid down on my waiting cock and bent way over anticipating Pete’s cock entering her Ass. She had already lubed her Ass hole after douching. We fucked her like that for about twenty minutes before Pete shot his love offering deep into her Ass. It took me another seven or eight minuets before I came. I thought, how lucky can one get to have, such a wonderful women as this to fuck. We fucked her again before dinner and Pete Ate her pussy while she cooked. I fucked her in the Ass for the first time while she did the dishes or tried to. She told me that I was the first person to make her cum while fucking her there. We fucked her two more times before I had to go home.
When I got home Dad was still up but Mom had gone to bed. I fixed myself a glass of milk and was sitting there drinking it when Dad came into the kitchen. “Hi Bob, he stopped calling me Bobby when I turned fourteen, how was your day. Real nice, Coach asked me to come back and play football next year and wants me to attend summer practices. “Hey that’s wonderful, I missed not going to the games to see you play. I’m not sure what’s the matter with your Mom, she seems off her feed. She has been a little short tempered the last couple days.” Oh you know how women are, moody one minute and feeling great the next I said. “Ya, you’re probably right, but it’s not like your Mom, she is almost always in a good mood.” She will be OK I’m sure and said good night and went to bed.
The rest of the week and semester we fucked Ushe & Teri at least three times a week. We continued to fuck Madelyn every day accept when she had her period, on those days Pete and I fucked her in the Ass. That summer I started staying over at Pete’s every night. Mom was still very standoffish when ever we were alone. She was Seville enough when Dad was around. I was glad I was staying over at Pete’s because it made me sad to see the change in Mom although one morning before school I had to go to my house to get some underwear and when I walked by Moms bedroom the door was open and Mom came out of her bathroom without any clothes on. I just stood there looking at her wonderful body and her great tits jiggling as she walked. When she saw me standing there looking at her I thought she would scream at me but she didn’t. She did not try to cover up she just walked over and shut the door.
EPILOG
I played football the next two years and got a couple of scholarships. I chose a Midwestern college because I wanted to get away. I couldn’t stand what I had done to Mom. I tried on several occasions to apologize telling her how sorry I was. That it would
never happen again. I asked for her forgiveness but never got it.
I met a few women at college and fucked them but none were as good as Madelyn. One gal I must say could really suck a cock. I often had to pull her off me because she would suck me until I would get sore. I flew home every break I could so I could be with Pete’s Mom. Pete went to a Jr. College and got a job with a newspaper when he graduated. He met a women at the paper and married her. They have two kids both girls. When he got Married Madelyn made him stop fucking her. He wasn’t happy about it so she said he could fuck her only on her birthday as a present.
After graduation I played two years Pro Football and then got hurt. I got a job with a big sports broadcasting company and eventually became a football analyst, making $250,000 a year. I realized I really loved Madelyn and talked her into going to Vegas and marrying me. Her sister was the maid of honor and Pete was my best Man. I didn’t tell or invite my folks. We sold her house and I bought her a great house in the better part of a city about 20 miles from my folks. It has six bedrooms seven bathrooms a den and family room and a three car garage on six acre’s. Madelyn and I still fuck or I eat her pussy almost every day. We have four kids, three boys and a girl who is next to the oldest. I am forty three now and Madelyn just turned sixty. I love her now as much as I ever did. I’m so lucky. At sixty she still turns me on and she still loves to fuck. Can you ask for anything more.
Dad died five years ago of cancer. When I was at the wake after the funeral I asked Mom why she would never forgive me. “I was afraid to. Remember that morning I made pancakes just after you had intercourse with me the night before?” Sure, I almost grabbed your tits when your robe and Gown came open. I wanted to suck your nipples and fuck you again, I said. “I know and if you had I would have wanted you to make love to me again and again. There hasn’t been a day since then that I didn’t want you to come home and make love to me. I knew it was so wrong so I forced myself to do what I did. I always felt guilty and sorry for you father. Because of the way I felt about wanting you I was never able to be a good lover to him after that,” she said.
I was speechless. I just stood there for a long time. When all the guests were gone I led Mom to her bedroom and made love to her. I ate her pussy and sucked her titties that were no longer nice and firm as they once were. I fucked her for a long time causing her to cum a number of times. Her pussy was the same but the muscles were not as tight because of none use. She cried and cried after words. “Oh what a waste of my life, and your Dad’s. I think now if I had given in to my feelings maybe we all could have been happy. I think I was more than capable of making you both sexually happy. We fucked two more times before we fell asleep in each others arms.
On Sunday Morning I fucked her very slowly for over an hour and a half. I made her cum about every three minutes. Every time she came she would buck her Ass like she was being electrocuted. When I finally felt that urge come to my balls I forced her legs high over her head and was surprised how limber she still was. I began to ram my cock deep into my Mothers vagina cavity. I kept hitting her cervix and she started squealing like a Banshee. Oh Bobby, oh what a fool I was, Oh god you feel so good inside me. FUCK ME BABY, FUCK ME LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER FUCKED ANYONE BEFORE, FUCK THAT VAGINA YOU CAME OUT OF, OH GODDDD YESSSSS AHHHHHHG,” she screamed and threw her abdomen hard against me and came several times one after the other as I continued to pound my cock deep into that love hole I came out of. When I felt my self start to cum I grabbed her by her Ass and pulled her as tight as I could and came directly into her cervix. I fucked her again just before I left. I told her that yes it was a shame that we wasted all those years.
I made sure I stopped over at Mom’s house at least once a week and made love to her from that day forward. On her 60th birthday two years ago I asked her what she would like for her birthday. She said “You know I have never been fucked in the Ass. Your Dad never would. A friend of mine told me years ago that once I loosened up my sphincter muscle she thought I would like it. I have been curious to know what it might be like all these years. I have also wanted to suck your cock because your Father always said I was good at it and I would like to feel your sperm sliding down my throat.” Well Mom, douche out your Ass before I come and I will fulfill your fantasy.
I made sure I didn’t fuck Madelyn the night before andI told her I wanted to spend the week-end with Mom. She said, “I’m so glad you were able to make your peace with her, enjoy yourself. Just to be sure I picked up some Viagra at the drug store and took it with me. Even though Mom was no where near the women physically that she was I enjoyed the week-end. She sucked my cock twice and made me cum both times. Dad was right; she was very good at sucking a cock. I fucked her in the Ass three times. The first time was pretty difficult. It took a lot of lubricating and stretching of her sphincter muscle with my fingers. When I was finally able to penetrate her all the way it was wonderful and she thoroughly enjoyed it.
We had breakfast and then went back to bed and I fucked her again. We had lunch and then about two o’clock I took the Viagra and fucked her two more times before I left. She said, “Oh Bobby that was the nicest birthday gift a women could have. Even though It’s incest and I know it is wrong my only regret is that I didn’t do it the day you ate my pussy and I kicked you out of bed. After this week-end I can only imagine what it could have been like over all these past years.
For the next three years I continued to fuck my Mother at least once a week. She died last month of a heard attack. At the funeral I realized I had not known her true nature but, was so glad that she was able to forgive me for what I had done to her. I only hoped I had made it up to her. I do think she died happy.
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This is the fourth of five stories about two brothers and their friend’s and their fun times together as young teens. This story is about Cian and his best friend Sam, Cian’s brother Niall and Ben, Niall’s best friend.This Story contains acts of homosexuality and incest of young teenage boys, so if you have any problems with these topics do not read on!!!!!
Very First Story
It was the last day of term before the school summer holidays. Dean James and Matthew sat anxiously at their desks in the classroom. They were waiting for the bell to go to sound freedom for the next 7 weeks. Silence fell like a blanket over the classroom. The second hand on the clock moved steadily and reached its destination. Bang on 3pm the bell rang and shattered the silence.
Every student in the school piled out of their classrooms and funneled through the school gates. Dean James and Matthew started on their walk to the bus stop. James suggested they should do something this weekend. Matthew jumped in and suggested to go swimming.
James said “no I mean something for the whole weekend.
“I know how about lets go camping down at cliff point.” Dean mentioned.
Cliff point used to be a popular campsite however, due to lude acts it was closed and had a rusty security fence surrounding the area including the woodland.
“But it’s all locked up how can we get in” James motioned.
“There is a gap in the fencing. Are you guys up for it?” James asked. Dean was well up for it but Matthew wasn’t too sure.
When they got to their homes they all spoke to their parents. Dean and James’s parents were both fine with it but Matthew’s parents were concerned about the weather as it was meant to rain, and with their moddy coddling over their precious son they decided against it.
Later that evening, the boys went onto their communal chat room, Matthew said he couldn’t go and too save embarrassment told a lie and said his parents were going to take him and their family out to the beach for a picnic and sheepishly left the chat room.
Dean and James carried on discussing their plans, arranging who was going to take what. Dean was going to take his 3 man dome tent. James would bring the snacks and sneak a bottle of vodka out the house, to go with the vodka they also planned to get some soda on the way their to mix their drink. James parents had offered to take dean as well. So both boys now hand transport.
The next day James’s parents arrived to take dean. Dean said bye to his mam and dad and carried his rucksack with ease to the car and put it in the boot of the vehicle. After a short distance James’s mam got out and went into a nearby shop and bough 2 2litre bottles of cola and asked James and dean if it was enough and both boys’s silently nodded.
When they reached the site the boys got their gear out of the car. James’s mam said ok boys have fun. If you need anything just call us ok. Ok mam said James and the car drove off. The boys put their rucksacks on and James led the way to the opening. The campsite was surrounded by woodlands and has a river running alongside of it. As they got through the first lot of fencing they started fighting their way through the trees. The sweat started to drip from every pore of their bodies, the heat was intense but it looked like storm clouds in the sky.
As they reached the opening they noticed it was more than big enough, first they chucked through their bags and then crawled through themselves and dean crawled through the gap. James stood back and watched as dean bent forward, he was getting aroused at the sight of his friend’s ass and imagining what he could do with it. He could fell his cock starting to swell as the blood rushed too it. He had to stop thinking about it, otherwise dean would notice.
Once through they walked around trying to find the best spot. There was one spot shaded with tree’s which would provide cover from the oncoming weather, and they decided to pitch the tent there.
Once the ten was up both boys’ started to unpack their stuff they laid both their sleeping bags side by side. Dean unpacked some sandwiches which his mother had prepared for then and James unpacked a multi pack of crisps, some cookies and sweets, finally was a bottle of vodka. James said don’t worry my parents won’t miss it and then pulled out two plastic beakers.
Dean pulled out a Polaroid camera and said we should take some pictures and show Matthew what he’s missing and took a picture of the vodka. “How many pictures do you have left” 18 dean said. “We should go out and take some pictures of the campsite for memories as well.” James suggested. No sooner had they reached the river it started to rain. Both boys ran as fast as they could back to the tent. When they got back to the tent it dawned on them how wet they actually were.
James started to get undressed and dean turned his back and started to take his shirt off and jeans. As he sat there in his boxer shorts. James asked “what’s wrong” dean replied “I have no spare clothes” then panic hit James as he realized he didn’t have a change either, then decided it would be best to get into their sleeping bags.
“How about a drink?” suggested James? Dean Greadily said yes and they both commenced on the vodka. James knew that dean was straight but he wanted him so badly he was willing to do anything. So as James set himself to pour the drinks he made sure to give dean at least 3 times more vodka than himself.
As the afternoon turned into night the rain was still hammering down and shortly after dean passed out with the alcohol. James seized his opportunity as dean laid encased in his sleeping bag snoring. James slowly and carefully undid the zip on the sleeping bag knowing not too wake fan. But with the way how dean was snoring he’s probably sleep through an earthquake.
James opened the sleeping bag and drew his attention to the flaccid bulging dean’s boxers. Temptation and curiosity got the better of James as he lifted up the waistband just enough so he could sneak a peak, and there it was. The cock of his friend the person who was going to be in a tent with him all night. James took it to the next step he looked at deans thick but not that long only approx 3inches if that cock. James thought well here goes he pulled dean’s boxer’s a couple of inches below his testicles. There was very little pubic hair. Either dean been trimming it or had just reached puberty. Dean’s sleeping meat was too good of an opportunity to miss.
James lent across and took deans soft fleshy piece into his mouth. It was the first time James had ever given a blowjob, and he only knew what he saw from his parent’s porn collection. James wrapped his thumb and fingers round the base and took every inch of dean’s cock in his mouth and lightly sucked, whilst cupping dean’s testicles with his remaining three fingers. James hoped dean would wake and would want more however on the other hand he didn’t want dean to wake, in fear that dean would stop him.
Suddenly something strange happened deans cock started to grow inside of James’s mouth. James moved further up from the base of dean’s shaft as he couldn’t take it all in his mouth. James’s was astounded by the size. It was at least 7inches long. James though I have to get a picture of this and took a Polaroid photo. The light of the flash was enough to wake dean. Dean rubbed his eyes and looked at his enraging hard-on and looked at James with the camera in his hand.
“What are you doing” murmured a drunken dean.
“I’m giving you a blowjob. Now lie back and close your eyes” James said
“Why you doing that?” dean responded.
“I want you, I need you and I’ll do anything to have you”
Dean threw his head back and told James to carry on with a smile on his face. Dean moaned in pleasure he knew it was wrong but was enjoying every moment of it. After some several minutes of constant sucking, dean felt a strange feeling. It was a good feeling and he sharply realized what it was. He was Cumming, he tried to speak but the pleasure was too intense and took his breath away. Before he knew it he shot his load into James’s mouth. He grabbed hold of James’s head and forced him to swallow his cum. James started to choke after swallowing and sat back up.
“Enjoy that?” James asked.
“Yes” dean said with a reluctant smile on his face.
“Is there anything else you want from me?” dean asked.
James blushed and said “there is one thing I want, I want to be fucked by you” confused and slightly naive dean asked “how”
“I want you to fuck me up the arse”
Dean astonished with how honest James was he asked “what with, I can’t get it up for a while at least.” James got undressed completely; his cock looked hard but was not as big as deans, which put a smug grin on dean’s face as he looked at it. James got onto his knees and lent forward onto his elbows resting his head onto his forearms.
Dean positioned himself directly behind James and spat onto James’s asshole he then squeezed three of his youthful fingers up James’s arse. The pain of the stretching was burning, James’s sphincter. James’s pushed himself passed the pain and was starting to enjoy it. Dean looked down and noticed his cock had got hard again. He took his fingers out of James’s now gaping asshole and got James to lower his hips. Dean positioned himself carefully and slowly eased his thick heavy pulsating cock into James’s virgin ass.
His arse was that tight it felt at first it was pulling back the foreskin all the way down dean’s cock. As dean started to thrust James reached for his own cock and started wanking himself off. As he drew near his arse clenched making it tight for dean. Dean carried on and “said I’m close” he heard James say “cum, please cum” with that dean shot his cum again for the second time. As he was about to take his cock out he could feel James wanking. Dean pulled his cock out of James ass hole and wrapped his mouth round James’s cock. As soon as James felt deans mouth around his cock, the hot tongue on his shaft he came into dean’s mouth. Dean tried to swallow but began retching and dived for the door of the tent. He opened the tent door and tried his best to get the cum out.
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Okay, this is a story that takes place in a distopian society where there are almost no women. This is also a love story so if you no gusta, don’t read it. ~G.W
Starts off with a bang. Character development coming.
So this is my first story. You’ll get an idea of what I’m in to pretty quick. 🙂 PLEASE leave lots of comments and ideas! I’d also love to chat if anyone wants to!
Third part is here as i promised it to be, this series is based on a true story, the names are the same, but the exact order is messed up and some events are ‘exaggerated’ to make it sexier. Enjoy 🙂
Author’s Note: A lot of the emotions in this story that Jess feels are based on a family problem I am dealing with right now. I tried not to make anything seem too personal, but let me know in the comments. On a more positive note, I promised you sex and a longer chapter and here it is, so enjoy!
Chapter Three
“Jess? Hey, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Wesley said as he awoke to find Jess sitting up in the bed. He had his head in his hands, sobbing. “You don’t understand”, Jess started, “you are all I have. You are the only one who pays any attention to me or acknowledges my presence. I can’t loose that”, he finished between sobs. Wesley stared at Jess for a minute before embracing him in a tight hug. “We will figure it out. I promise, Jess.”
(A week ago)
Both boys arrived at the restaurant and were ecstatic and a little nervous to finally meet each other. They had a bit of wait still before a table would be open, so they decided to walk down to the beach right next to the restaurant while they waited.
“Wesley?”
“Jess?”
“Hi”
“Hey”
“So, um I got us on the wait list. It should be only another 20 minutes.”
“Ok. Well, do you want to go wait on the beach until the buzzer goes off?”
“Sure, that sounds like a good idea.”
When the boys reached the beach, they started to talk and size each other up. Wesley couldn’t help but stare at Jess’ blue eyes. They shone like the sun and sucked you in. Suddenly, Wesley leaned in and kissed Jess, taking Jess by surprise. “Sorry”, Wesley quickly said, looking sheepishly at the ground. “No, no. I didn’t mind.”, Jess said (although he was a little surprised himself). He then leaned back in and, lifting up Wesley’s chin, kissed him back. The boys began to wrestle with one another’s tongues. The kiss lasted a minute or so while the boys began to get aroused and began feeling each others body’s. Wesley’s hand went to Jess’ waist and Jess did the same to Wesley. Both of them began feeling each others hard-on’s through their pants and both were surprised by the other’s size. Wesley seemed particularly well endowed for a 15 year old to Jess and Wesley was shocked to feel how large Jess was. As they were groping each other, the buzzer went off in Jess’ pocket, signaling their table was ready and the boys stopped their kiss and decided to take a minute to let their hard-on’s go down before heading inside.
After eating a delicious meal of sea-food, the boys decided to go walk out to the pier. By then it was starting to get dark and there weren’t many people out there anymore. They got to the end of the pier and started talking again.
“I really enjoyed that”, Wesley said.
“So did I.”
“Want to do this again sometime?”
“Is that your way of asking me on a second date?”
“Maybe. Is that your way of saying yes?”
“Haha, yes! Let’s do this again.”
The boys smiled at each other and leaned in to kiss again. After the kiss, they just stared at one another. Silently enjoying the moment while the breeze from the sea came in, enveloping the two of them in a cocoon. Then Wesley broke the silence, “So tell me about your family. Any siblings?” That made Jess freeze. The one question he didn’t want to answer.
“Um, I have two, but I don’t really want to talk about my family.”
“Why not?”
“Because…well…I…”
“Jess, if you aren’t comfortable talking about it right now, that’s fine. We can talk about something else.”
“No, it’s just that…I don’t feel like its MY family. My parents don’t pay attention to me, the same with my brother and sister. I just don’t have a REAL relationship with any of them.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know. If you want, you can come over to my house and stay there tonight.”
“I don’t know, would your parents mind?”
“No, they…well to be honest, I don’t have the best relationship with my family either. They own a lot of rental properties and so, I just stay at one of them alone. Its a small, one bedroom place, but it was that or continue to be somewhere that I wasn’t happy. They always just throw money at me, thinking that will make up for them not being there, but they still don’t really care.”
“Ok, lets go. By the way how did you get here? You cant drive can you?”
“Nope. Took the bus.”
Ok, well I can drive and I’ve got a car so lets go. Whats your address?”
The boys headed for Jess’ car (an early 90’s Toyota MR2 with a Targa Top). When they reached the car, Wesley’s jaw dropped. “You drive this?”, he said in disbelief. “What? I work hard and make good money.”, Jess replied coyly. “Now get in!” During the car ride, Wesley asked Jess about the music he liked. Jess responded by telling him that he listened to mostly rock and metal. “Any favorites?”, Wesley asked. “Well, recently I’ve been listening to this metal band that’s British. They are called Asking Alexandria.” “Cool”, Wesley replied, “I like the same kind of music.”
Fifteen minutes later, the boys arrived at Wesley’s house. “Here it is”, Wesley started, “Its not much, but its mine.” “I love it!”, Jess exclaimed as he looked at the small condo. And small was the right word because the condo basically ran from the door to the kitchen, to the living room, and then to the bedroom. It couldn’t have been more than 500sq.ft or so and it was a more modern/minimalist looking design. “So, let me show you the bedroom.” Wesley said with a twinkle in his eye. “Sounds like a good place to start.”, said Jess.
As Jess followed Wesley into the bedroom, he couldn’t help but stare at his firm, round ass. “So here we….”, Wesley started as Jess took him by surprise and pushed him onto the bed, tackling him in the process. Both boys just laughed at one another for a moment before leaning in and kissing. Jess ran his hands over Wesley’s body while Wesley began pulling Jess’ shirt off. Then Jess did the same to Wesley as both boys began to grind their hips into the other. A cute gasp and moan simultaneously escaped Jess’ mouth as Wesley had pulled down his pants and was feeling up Jess’ cock through his boxers. Suddenly, Jess shuddered as Wesley freed his cock from his boxers and started to masturbate the older boy. At its full length, Wesley guessed Jess’ cock was about the same length as his, 7 inches, maybe a little more. “Wait, Wesley, you don’t have to…” Jess started to say as the younger boy took Jess’ fully erect cock into his mouth, gagging as he attempted to deep-throat the older boy. Jess was moaning extremely loud by this point and was fast approaching his breaking point as Wesley continued to bob up and down on Jess’ dick. Jess put his hands on the younger boy’s head and began to force fuck his mouth with his hardened tool. “AAHHH…WESLEY!”, Jess screamed as he let go of his load into Wesley’s mouth. He shot one, two, three, four, five ropes of cum into Wesley’s mouth. A little spilled out of the boy’s mouth as he wasn’t experienced at this yet, but he swallowed the rest and then both boys collapsed on each other, out of breath. “That’s for tackling me by surprise.”, Wesley said as he laid on Jess’ chest, looking up at the older boy. “Is that so?”, Jess replied. “I guess I need to do that more often.”, Jess said as he smiled down at Wesley, pushing the younger boy’s blonde hair out of his eyes so he could stare into them again. “I’m glad we met.”, he said to Wesley.
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After my anal sex experience with Carter, we became very good friends. We didn’t see each other as often as we would like, because we were both really busy. My work was becoming more demanding, and I was working my way up the ladder. Carter was also really busy, but I was never sure what he was busy with. The winter months died away, and we had sex whenever we could. It definitely wasn’t enough though. I began to seek out gay sex from other sources. I still had the occasional woman as well. I hooked up with a few different guys, and continued to see Carter when possible. As spring drew to a close, I was awarded a top executive position with my company. One of the perks I was given was a two month paid vacation, as long as I put at least one week a month in from home. I was thrilled, but I was a little upset as well. What was I going to do with all this time? I could always search for hook ups, but I was a little tired of having a bunch of different partners. And the truth was, I really needed to be careful who I was sleeping with. As if he read my mind, Carter called me when I got home that day. I told him about my promotion and my time off, and he said great. There was a strange tone of excitement in his voice. He asked if he could come over the next day and said that we needed to talk.
“Don’t you have to work” I asked.
“I have the day off” Carter replied.
“Okay, come on over and we can have some lunch and talk” I said.
That night, I lay awake wondering what Carter wanted to talk about. He definitely sounded excited, but I had a worry in the pit of my stomach that I might not like what I was going to hear. I pushed this thought to the back of my mind, and I thought of the day that we first had sex. I started playing with my asshole absent mindedly, and I was fingering myself with four fingers. I kept my ass ready for a fucking any time! I slowly jacked myself off to an explosive orgasm that shot up to my chin. I licked my own cum off of my chin, and rolled over and went to sleep.
I woke up the next day and tooled about the house. A normal person would tidy up before they were having company, but I am extremely neat, so there was nothing to tidy up. I set some steaks out for lunch and went to take a shower. I stroked my cock the entire time, and blew another load of semen down the drain. Time must have really flown by, because no sooner than I finished dressing that my doorbell rang. I walked to the door and swung it open. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw on the other side.
I gasped and stared out the door. At the other end of my gaze stood Carter, as handsome as ever, and next to Carter stood a short, skinny blonde haired boy. The boy could not be any older than ten or eleven, but he had the same good looks as Carter. He was extremely tan like any kid his age and he looked at me slightly shyly. The look of shock was clearly evident on my face, because Carter was staring at me.
“I have a lot to tell you” he said.
We sat down to lunch and had a long talk. Carter told me that the blond haired boy was his 12 year old son Jacob. I also found out that Carter was 30. He was a little older than I thought, but still good looking. Carter proceeded to tell me that he was a teacher, and he was off for the summer. This explanation also shed light on why he was always so busy. We talked into the night, and I asked Carter and Jacob to stay for dinner. When we departed, I was still slightly in shock, but I was also horny. I realized that it wasn’t really Carter that was turning me on, but his son Jacob. I felt slightly sick at this thought. I went to bed without jacking off, but I dreamed about Carter and his son a lot.
We hung out a lot during my time off. During my second month off, Carter and Jacob came over to swim. Jacob had really taken a shining to me. He jumped up and gave me a hug as soon as I opened the door. We walked into the living room, and I turned around to see Jacob standing naked and taking his bathing suit out of his bag. I was a little shocked, but seeing him from behind was turning me on slightly. I could see his small hairless balls through his slightly spread legs. I was happy that Carter did not see me staring at his son this way, as he had walked into the bathroom to change. Apparently, Jacob and I had reached a new plateau in our relationship. He was clearly comfortable with me now. We swam around, and I invited Carter and Jacob to stay the night. They agreed, and we headed off to bed a few hours later. We put Jacob into the spare bedroom and he drifted off pretty quickly. Carter and I strolled into my bedroom and closed the door. We immediately stripped off our clothes. I walked over and sat down on the end of my bed and pulled Carter over by the hand. I reached out and started stroking his cock. It got hard pretty quick, and I immediately took his cock into my mouth.
“Hold on” Carter said, and he pushed me down onto the bed. He then climbed up on the bed and turned around so that we were in a 69 position. I immediately took his cock back into my mouth and focused on the head. Carter took my dick in his mouth and started moving his mouth up and down my shaft. I kept up with the dick sucking for a couple of minutes, then took my mouth off his cock and moved my tongue to his balls. I kept moving my tongue further down his balls until I reached his asshole. I then plunged my tongue into his asshole and started tongue fucking him. This was a new sensation for me, but I did it naturally. Carter shook a little from shock, and immediately shot his load on my chest. He stopped sucking my dick.
“Don’t stop now” I said, a little disappointed.
“Don’t worry, I owe you one” he replied. With that, he pulled out some lube and handed it to me. I looked at the lube, and then looked at him and it hit me. I have never fucked Carter in the ass before. I started lubing up my cock, and Carter bent over the edge of the bed. I didn’t need to lube his ass up because my saliva was still in his asshole. I walked up behind and rubbed my dick up and down the crack of his ass. I found his asshole, and pushed my head in. It slid in easily, and I started to slowly push my 6 ½” dick into his ass. I met very little resistance, and I assumed that Carter had sought other sexual partners when we weren’t able to get together, just as I had done. My cock was in all the way to the balls fairly quickly. I worked up a steady rhythm and fell into a trance to the sound of my balls slapping his ass. He was moaning with pleasure, and I was moaning even louder. I felt the cum building up in my balls and knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I could tell that Carter was jacking off to my rhythm and it made me fuck him that much harder. I was literally pounding his ass when I entered into an orgasm. I started yelling a little louder than I wanted to, but I just couldn’t help myself. My dick was still twitching when I realized that Carter was cumming on my bed. We moved up in the bed and covered up with a sheet. A minute later, the door opened up and Jacob was standing there looking at us.
“Daddy, I couldn’t sleep” Jacob said. It was this moment that I realized that Jacob was naked. I thought back and realized that I never gave them any shorts or anything, or even offered to dry his swim suit. Carter got out of bed and walked over to Jacob, not even slightly shy that he was still completely naked as well. He still had a slight hard-on, and he looked impressive as he bent down to comfort his son. He was whispering to Jacob for a few seconds, then came over to my side of the bed and bent down.
“Jacob can’t sleep, do you mind if he sleeps with us” asked Carter.
“No” I said. “Should I put some clothes on?”
“Don’t worry about it” Carter said. “We are always naked around our house. We are sort of nudists.”
I was hit with another shock wave. A second later, Carter walked over to Jacob and walked him over to the bed. I was a little surprised when Jacob jumped in the bed first, between me and Carter. I was slightly embarrassed when I realized that I had a raging hard-on again. We were laying for a little while when Jacob kind of rolled into me and put his head on my chest and his arm across my stomach. I realized from the breathing sounds that I was the only one still awake, laying in an awkward position.
We woke up the next day and decided to swim some more. Carter asked me if we could swim naked, and I said no problem. We were in the pool for a while, and Carter and I got out and sat in some lounge chairs. We had a discussion, and I found myself paying more attention to Jacob swimming around naked and beautiful in the pool, with his wet skin glistening in the sun. I realized that he had an all over tan, and I realized that Carter did too. They really were nudists. I found my hand roaming over to Carter’s dick and a minute later his fist was around mine. We sat there stroking each other’s cock, feet away from Carter’s 12 year old son. I asked if we should stop, and Carter told me not to worry. If Jacob came over, he would handle it. We stroked each other to a great orgasm, and we wiped our loads off of our chests. At that moment, Carter asked me if I would accompany him and Jacob on a two week camping trip in two days.
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Experience of me sucking cock
Experience of me sucking cock
This is my first story btw and all this is made up from a boys perspective
I’m 16years old and a horny little bastard.
Today I started my vacation for 2 weeks on an island.. I went with my brother Chris who is 12 years old. And my father Robert . Me and Chris shared a 2 bed room and my dad stayed in another room. After the excitement of the first day of being there, my dad an brother went on a walk, and me being a Horny teenager decided to use this alone time to my advantage . I got out my phone and started looking at pictures of a girl I liked back home, I found a few of her in a bikini and a bulge grew in my pants. I decided I needed to masturbate. I pulled my pants down and began to stroke my dick slowly, I like my hand dry because the friction feels good to me. I have an average length dick, but I think it’s a little thick. After a while I began to imagine what it would be like to have her go down on my cock, what her mouth would feel like,, then I imagined her bouncing up and down on my dick, she was a small girl for our age and I thought about how tight that would make her pussy, an what it would taste like. Before I knew it I had cum a ton onto my chest, almost to my face . I quickly cleaned up and went to find the family.
The next day when I awoke my brother was still asleep, and I had morning wood.. I began to rub the head of my un-cut dick under the blanket. I found it hot to think that if my brother were to open his eyes he would see me playing with myself. Before I knew it I had a firm grip on my cock and was stroking furiously, after about 10 minutes of this I felt myself tense up so I grabbed the nearest thing to me, my brothers sock, and jammed my dick into it. Rope after rope of creamy cum erupted into the sock, and afterwards I just put it back in his shoe. I had never done anything gay, but I had wondered what it would be like to stick my cock into an asshole and fuck it. And I’d always had a craving to taste a dick and suck it. I had tried my own cum before, and though it was kind of salty I enjoyed it. I decided I was bi – curious and went back to sleep.
That night my brother was siting on his bed writing, and I was on mine reading.. He was in his boxers and I could see a little bulge, this made my dick get hard… Earlier that day I had given him a piggy back ride down to road, and I thought that I felt his dick touching my ass cheeks. It was hard but it was through pants so I wasn’t sure.. This made me desperate to jerk it, so I grabbed my dick and jerked it slowly behind my book. I began to moan a little because I was so turned on from Chris being there. He noticed that I moaned and asked me what was wrong .. I hoarsely said nothing and tried to seem calm.. He walked towards the bed and I tried to stop myself from masturbating, but I couldn’t stop.. He came over and pulled down the book and saw me jerking it. He said ” wtf dude that’s nasty” but I saw him reach into his pants as he turned away, as he did that I pantsed him and reached around and felt his cock through his underwear. It was like 2 inches shorter than mine but just as thick about. He moaned as I rubbed it a little an he didn’t pull away even though he said “wtf”, I grabbed his cock with my hand and stroked it softly as he turned his head and kissed me, I worked my young into his mouth and soon we were frenching .. I stood up and felt my hard cock rubbing against his nice soft ass cheeks.. This went on for around 5 minutes and I felt his pre cum around his slit. At this I bent down and spun him around. I licked the pre cum off of his beautiful cock and licked the side of it. I took one of his boy sized balls into my mouth and sucked it. I loved the taste. After that I pulled his cock into my mouth and suckled the head. Soon I began to push y mouth down his cock farther, and I eventually took his whole dick down my throat.. He reached around my head with one hand and pulled my head all the way down his cock every time. With his other hand he reached down and stroked my cock.. I felt him getting close and heard him breathing heavily .. He pulled my face into him and shot a few ropes of delicious cum into my mouth, just enough to where it was full. I swallowed close to half of it and than stood up and shared it with my brother. I rammed my tongue into his mouth and let him taste him self.. I reached down and stroked my self furiously. I felt myself getting close so I stopped the kissing and pushed him down on the bed , I began to cum and I shot it all over his chest and face, it was more than usual and he began to clean it off of his face and eat it while i licked it off of his boyish chest. After that we slept and I wondered if this would happen again…..
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Chapter 2 of the Indoctrination series. This is the last one that is more story than sex, they pick up the pace from here
My internet didnt work so I just put two and three together
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This story contains characters and places from “A Game of Thrones” from the series “A Song of Ice and Fire” written by George RR Martin. All places and characters contained therein are his work and belong to him.
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The Lone Wolf
Bran Stark had never felt more alone than he did now. His father was dead, and the gods
only knew about his sisters. Both of his brothers were off winning battles and bringing glory to
Winterfell and House Stark, but not him. He was Bran the broken, he was useless. After tonight
though he wouldn’t be a bother any longer, he would leave, as the castle slept. Rickon could be
Lord of Winterfell until Robb returned. After all he had Maester Luwin to guide him. There was
no place here any longer for a broken boy who had to be looked after.
Hodor entered Bran’s bed chamber just as Bran had commanded him earlier in the day.
He needed Hodor for even the simplest of tasks, the thought of it made Bran want to cry but he
would not.
“Hodor,” Hodor greeted his young Lord.
“Hello Hodor,” Bran responded in a melancholy tone. Bran was grateful for Hodor but
despised being dependent on the simple giant. Bran had Hodor pack a few things for him and
after Hodor gathered all he required it was time to dress for the journey. Bran was dressed in his
bed clothes but these would not do for the journey to come. Bran began to undress as he sat on
his bed looking down at his lifeless legs. Bran removed his night cloak revealing his naked body;
he was completely hairless from his neck all the way down his skinny body to his toes. He had a
small frame but he had tiny muscles beginning to develop on his arms, and his chest, and his
stomach. They made him look like a boy lord should. He had now grown enough so he no longer
had the look of a baby but a young boy; his eighth name day had already passed. His milky white
skin was flawless, save for a few boyish freckles that dotted his skin here and there. And there
between his legs was his manhood, well boyhood he supposed. He was quite small, only 3 inches,
nothing compared to Hodor, half giant in his manhood no different from everything else. Bran
remembered when he first saw it in the gods wood, how surprised he was to see Hodor’s giant
member swinging between his legs as he walked. It even excited him a little; he recalled
pondering what something that size would feel like inside of another human when they mated.
For a moment Bran imagined that he was the one receiving the half giant’s manhood. But he put
that thought away quickly; such thoughts were not befitting a highborn Lord, least of all a Stark
of Winterfell.
Bran always liked his body and the way he looked, with his boyish features and his
shaggy brown hair that hung down over his forehead. He didn’t receive the attention from the
girls the way Robb did but they did sometimes giggle with each other as he passed. But now
when others giggled or stared at Bran it was for a different reason.
Bran loved being naked like many boys of his age. It made him feel free and without
limits, much like he felt when he climbed, almost like a bird. And now that he couldn’t climb
being naked was the only freeing thing he had left. He didn’t mind being naked in front of
others, he had never minded. Before his accident sometimes he would run and climb the walls of
Winterfell naked on the rare occasion it was warm enough to do so.
One of his favorite things to do was climb to the top of one of Winterfell’s high deserted
towers and pleasure himself there. He would climb naked, digging his toes into the warm stones
of the tower, his sweaty body glistening in the sun as he climbed. He would begin to breathe
harder the longer he climbed, and his legs would start to burn, but that made him all the more
excited. Sometimes his manhood would become hard and erected which made the climbing
slightly more difficult, but Bran loved every second. He would have to wait until he was safe on
top of the tower to truly pleasure himself and the suspense made him that much more excited.
When he finally arrived at the top of the tower he would lay on the floor and let his
hands explore every inch of his small body. He would rub his hands over his chest and stomach
wishing it was someone else lightly massaging his body. Then he would let his hand drift down
to his small but very hard boy cock. He would pull it and flick it and stroke it for what seemed
like hours. Every stroke brought forth a soft moan from the little Lord. He didn’t have to worry
about anyone hearing him up here. Eventually he would stroke enough to make his whole body
quiver and his entire body would tighten up awaiting the moment to come. He would always
gasp and moan loudly when he finally arrived in this moment of ecstasy. He had no seed yet and
nothing came forth when it happened but it felt wonderful all the same.
On one such climb he was surprised to have a visitor in one of his believed to be secret
hideaways. His Lord Father was entertaining one of his bannermen who had brought an entire
host with him. Winterfell was full to the brim with people; Bran had never seen so many within
the walls. As Bran lay on the tower floor with his tiny cock in hand he saw another boy slightly
older climb up just as he had. Both boys were startled to find another there but began to laugh all
the same. The boy introduced himself as Colton of House Hornwood he was a nephew of Lord
Hornwood a Bannerman of the Starks, sworn to Winterfell. “Everyone calls me Colt for short my
Lord.” The boy explained to him. His 12th name day had just passed. He was slightly taller than
Bran but he had the same build. He was golden haired with a little brown mixed in. Bran
marveled at the boy but tried not to show it. Bran was awestruck by his beauty; he most admired
his deep brown eyes, and his lips that looked as soft as the softest silk. Bran lay there naked
while the boys laughed and chatted. Colton wore only his trousers and no shirt, Bran stole every
glance he could at his new mate’s bare skin. The last time he chanced a quick glance he was
caught and a smile spread across the young Colt’s face.
“I am sorry I interrupted you my Lord, allow me to help.” And with that Colt began to
remove his own trousers. Now both boys were naked with hard cocks dying for attention. Colt’s
was slightly longer than Bran’s standing at 4 inches maybe more. Then Colt began to give Bran
pleasure unlike any he had felt before. He wrapped his lips that Bran so admired around his rock
hard boyhood and began to suck and move his head up and down. He let his tongue dance
around his new mates tiny cock; licking it from balls to the very tip. Bran had never been in such
ecstasy. It did not take long for Bran’s pleasure to become too much and he shook all over and
his boyhood became soft again. Colt looked up at him and smiled his mischievous smile.
“My turn if you will my Lord.” Was all he needed say, and with that Bran wanted to
return him all the pleasure he had just received and more. Bran placed his boyish face in between
his mate’s legs just above his erected cock. The young boy engulfed the small dick and did just as
the other boy had done to him. Bran looked up into Colt’s eyes and saw the pleasure on his face.
Colt reached down and with the softest touch brushed his Lord lover’s shaggy hair away from
his face. It didn’t take long for the boy to reach orgasm and he pleaded for Bran to stop but Bran
continued despite his protests. What happened next surprised Bran. Spurt after spurt of the boy’s
seed flowed into Bran’s mouth. It was a new experience for the little Lord. It tasted salty but it
was the greatest thing he had ever tasted at the same time. Bran didn’t know what to do so he
swallowed all of it. When the boys were done they laughed together and climbed down from the
tower. The Starks and their men gathered the next day to see off their honored guests and the
two boys exchanged knowing glances with one another.
The memory made Bran’s heart flutter as he sat there on his bed naked with Hodor
looking on. His small cock began to twitch at the thought. That was one thing Bran was grateful
for, while his fall had rendered useless his lower body that was the one thing that still worked
thank the gods. He wanted to pleasure himself but he knew that there was no time tonight, there
was other business he needed to address. Bran had Hodor bring him his riding clothes and he
dressed. After he was clothed he commanded Hodor to take him down to his horse who was
saddled and ready. As they left the room Summer awakened from his sleep at the foot of Bran’s
bed and trotted along behind them.
Tonight he would leave Winterfell and go out alone. He didn’t know how he would make
it but he would try. He had grown tired of the mocking whispers and the long stares as Hodor
carried him through Winterfell’s halls. After Hodor had strapped Bran into his saddle and opened
the gate Bran rode out alone, save his direwolf which was now his only friend. Bran rode as far
as his horse would take him. He came to a forest and supposed he would stop for the night. He
figured he could mount his horse again if he pulled himself up on a tree limb. So he decided to
stop in the forest for the night.
He looked ahead and thought he saw a small pond in the woods, that would be a good
place to stop. As they approached the pond Bran noticed Summer begin to sniff the air and he
looked at him. “What is it?” he questioned his wolf. Bran strained his eyes and looked ahead;
there was someone in the water bathing. He was instantly afraid; it could be a wildling, or a
bandit, meeting men in the wild were rarely cordial encounters. He stopped his horse just behind
a thick covering of bushes and trees and looked on. There in the pool was a young man not much
older than his brother Robb. Bran guessed he must have seen no more than 25 years. The man
was naked bathing in the pool in the woods. He was alone except for his horse, tied up at the
edge of the water drinking.
Bran watched him in secret as he bathed. It was night but it was a clear night with a full
moon. As Bran looked on he could see the man in the water, his wet body shining in the
moonlight. The water came up to his waist as he stood in the pool soaking in the quiet calm
waters. Bran thought the man was very beautiful, he could think these thoughts now; he was
alone and wasn’t held to standards like before. The stranger looked to be tall, maybe not as tall as
his father but he looked like a Lord, only younger. His skin was flawless and tanned he must be
from the South, he didn’t have the rough, hardened look of the Northerners. He had a trail of
dark hair down the middle of his stomach disappearing in the water at his waist. Bran wanted to
follow the trail down farther but the glare of the moonlight on the surface prevented him from
revealing the treasures below. Bran could feel himself getting hard as he continued to watch and
imagine. He let his hand find his small cock through his trousers and explore.
The man washed himself splashing water into his face. His muscles were tight and sleek
he had the look of a great warrior. He wasn’t large like King Robert had been; he had a different
look about him, a sleeker look but just as fierce. His hair was short and dark and his face had
features of a young soldier with great pride. Bran wondered who the stranger was; he must be a
knight or a young Lord. Just then the man looked towards Bran, his gaze lingering on the brush
Bran was hidden behind. Bran ducked down as low as his horse would allow. His heart
pounded, had he seen? After a short few seconds Bran chanced another look. The man was still
in the pool; he didn’t seem to notice anything amiss. After a final splash the man began to emerge
on the bank. Bran’s heart began to race again. He was going to get to see the rest of his lusted
after stranger. The man walked out next to his horse and stood there naked in the moonlight his
wet skin shinning like a suit of armor in the sun. Bran watched as he stood there and then he
noticed something about the man that made Bran’s small cock stand up again. His manhood was
beginning to grow between his legs.
As Bran looked on the man reached down and began to stroke his increasingly large cock.
Bran estimated it stood around 6 inches, it was nothing like Hodor’s but it was the most
beautiful cock he had ever seen and he wanted to touch it, to feel it inside him more than
anything. He was entranced by it and could do nothing but lust after this stranger from afar. He
forgot about everything else in the world except for this man pleasuring himself for Bran’s
amusement.
Bran continued to watch in secret as the stranger stroked his manhood. And then the man
tensed up, his tight muscles rippled as the orgasm washed over him. Bran thought he was even
more beautiful now as he was experiencing these sensations. Bran wanted so badly to relieve
himself but he could not while still mounted on his horse. Bran peered through the thicket to
watch the man further. He trotted out of the pool. He dressed himself in fine quality traveling
clothes befitting a Lord. They looked to be elegant, dyed in the deepest black; some sigil was
sewn into the chest in pure white thread but Bran could not make it out.
“He must be a Lord,” Bran reasoned with himself. For a moment Bran considered
revealing himself to the man but though better of it. Instead he looked on as the man settled
down, lit a fire, and began to cook some kind of meat he pulled from a saddle bag that hung
from the side of his steed. As the meat roasted over the fire the scent of it filled Bran’s nose. He
was suddenly aware of how alone he was out here and how long it had been since he had last
eaten. Perhaps he was mistaken in leaving Winterfell; if there was a place for him in the world it
was there.
“Will you come and share my fire little Lord or are you contented watching me from
afar?” The stranger’s voice startled Bran. He waited motionless on the back of his horse. A
thousand thousand thoughts rushed through his head. How had he seen? How long had he
known he was being watched? With all the courage he could muster Bran led his horse forward,
his direwolf trotting along behind. Bran approached the man on horseback until he was
illuminated by the fire light.
He could now make out the sigil on the man’s chest. Two crossed swords underneath a
storm cloud, with a bolt of lightning striking where the two swords crossed. Bran knew it well,
the sigil of House Brighton. They were one of the great houses no different from the Starks, but
they were often overlooked by the people of the seven kingdoms. House Brighton held no
loyalties to other houses, or the crown for that matter. They rarely interfered with matters that
did not directly concern their house. It was as if they were completely separate from the other
people of Westeros although they lived among them. Their seat was Castle Stormshield that lay
to the South of Winterfell. It was South of the neck and was settled just West of the Vale of
Arryn. The Brightons held the little land that surrounded their castle. They had few people in
their service but their glory was legend.
They were self sufficient, relying only upon their own lands and people. They had never
been conquered, never bowed to a King or a Lord, not even the mighty Targaryen dynasty stood
against them. Few were ever concerned enough to rise against them, there was little to be gained
from opposing the Brightons but there was much to lose. Castle Stormshield was said to be
almost as impenetrable as the Eyrie and their soldiers were ten times as fierce. The few times
anyone was foolish enough to take up arms against House Brighton they sustained losses great
enough to abandon their conquest.
Old Nan had told Bran many stories about House Brighton and their fierce albeit small
armies. They marched in all black armor so dark that it drew the light from the battlefield and
struck fear into the hearts of their enemies.
“When a host of Brighton soldiers gather it looks as if a great storm gathers to march
against its enemies,” Old Nan once told him.
The soldiers of House Brighton were said to be the finest swordsmen in Westeros. Old
Nan told Bran that a knight in the service of House Brighton could defeat 50 knights of any
other house in sword combat, but he wasn’t sure that was entirely true.
Perhaps some of the most famous stories about House Brighton were the ones about the
son of Lord Brighton; those had always been Bran’s favorite. There was one instance in which
the Brightons rode out from their castle in force and joined the cause of their fellow houses,
during Robert’s Rebellion. The Brighton’s joined Roberts cause and sought to overthrow the
Mad King. Their forces were led by the very young son of Lord Brighton himself. He was
scarcely older than Bran was now, a boy of 12 leading an army to war. He had prodigious skill in
sword play and was a gifted soldier and so his Lord father allowed his only son to lead their
armies to war. The boy did well for himself in battle; his enemies named him the Stormsword
because he struck as quick as a bolt of lightning and overtook his enemies like a great swift
storm. It was said that his skill in the field nearly matched that of King Robert and Lord Eddard
and the rest of the great heroes and that he killed enough men to fill the narrow sea with their
blood. He carried two Valyrian steel swords into battle, and wielded them with deadly precision.
His skill in battle had people saying that he couldn’t be killed, that he was a chosen hero of the
gods. These stories helped inspire Bran to become a great knight when he heard them.
And here he was, in front of a soldier of Castle Stormshield a broken cripple who could
not even mount a horse properly. Bran looked directly into the man’s eyes; they were a grayish
blue, somehow when he looked into them he felt less alone and less like Bran the broken. To
Bran’s surprise Summer was nuzzled up next to the stranger, none of the Stark children’s
direwolves took to strangers this quickly. Summer was usually very protective of Bran; he didn’t
know what to make of this.
“How long were you planning on watching me in those bushes Lord Stark?” the man
asked.
“I’m sorry, I was scared and…How do you know who I am? Bran asked perplexed.
The man began to laugh. “You are Bran Stark of Winterfell, any fool could see that. Few
men travel with a direwolf at their side, you must be a Stark. I know you aren’t Robb Stark I saw
him less than a fortnight ago leading a host South. That only leaves Bran and Rickon, I assume
you are Bran?”
“I am.” Bran answered his question. Bran prepared to ask for the stranger’s name when
Summer raised his head and sniffed the air. He rose to his feet and began to growl. Suddenly, a
group of men appeared in the clearing. Bran counted at least six. They were dressed in ragged
clothes and were very dirty; one of the men was dressed in the black as the men of the Nights
Watch. “They must be wildlings,” Bran thought to himself. His last encounter with the wild men
had not gone well.
“We saw your fire and thought we might come and see what we could find.” The man in
the black said with a grim smile that showed the few teeth he had in his mouth. The rest of his
company chuckled along with him.
“I can assure you the only thing you will find here is death.” The Stormshield warrior
warned them.
“Bold words, maybe the southerner thinks he is above us boys. Let’s fuck his young mate
to teach him some respect, he is awfully pretty.”
“For that you will pay with your life.” Was all the man said as he sprang to his feet.
Summer was first to charge, overtaking the first man he encountered driving him to the dirt.
Screams of terror and the smell of blood filled the calm night air. When Bran looked back to the
stranger he was retrieving his sword from his scabbard that lay on the ground next to him. When
the man arose Bran noted that he was armed with not one but two swords. The blades shined the
deepest black. Bran immediately recognized them as Valyrian steel.
“He could not be,” Bran thought to himself.
Summer had finished off his first victim and was charging a second. The remaining four
men had drawn their swords and were approaching Bran’s mount. They were met by the warrior
before they could reach him. The first wildling swung wildly at the warrior. The man sidestepped
the strike with the grace of a dancer, and with his first sword cut the sword hand from the
wildling’s arm; with his second he sliced his leg open. The wildling was on his knees in front of
the gallant warrior screaming in agony clutching the stump that was once his hand. The Lord
placed both his swords crossed in front of his enemy’s neck and with a swift motion cut his
throat. A spray of blood gushed from the wound. Some of it splattered in Bran’s face and on his
clothes as he fought to steady his horse. The remaining three combatants looked startled at the
ease with which their companion was slaughtered. They charged together. The first strike came
from the deserter; the warrior swept the blow away with one of his swords. He deflected it with
such force that it struck one of the wildlings knocking him to the ground. The soldier seized this
opportunity and drove his sword into the downed man’s chest all the way through to the ground.
With his remaining sword he attacked the remaining wildling. He struck him so swiftly Bran
barely saw the blow fall. Bran did notice however the gash across the man’s chest from
underneath his left arm to half way across his chest, a river of blood flowed from the wound.
There was only one man left standing, the deserter from the Nights Watch. His grim confident
look had faded from his face, replaced by a look of pure terror. He made a desperate attempt to
strike the warrior but was deterred. The Lord deflected the blow and disarmed the man. He
begged for life on his knees in front of his conqueror.
“Please my lord, spare my life, and I am yours.”
“I told you the price was death.” The victor stuck him with a downward strike with such
force that it nearly cleaved the man’s head into two pieces. And with that it was finished.
Summer stood beside him, his face covered with blood. Six men were dead, killed by a wolf and
one man. Bran had never seen such a victory, the man killed with such grace and precision. The
man retrieved the sword he had driven into the wildling’s chest during the battle. Bran sat upon
his horse, unmoving and silent as he watched his hero drag the bodies from the camp.
When he returned he gazed deep into Bran’s eyes. Neither spoke a word; the only noises
that were heard came from summer licking the blood from her face lying in the grass. The man
began to untie Bran from his saddle and lifted him from his horse. He was not a large man but
the strength of his grasp was surprising to Bran. He cradled Bran in his arms never breaking eye
contact. Bran wrapped his hands around his new friend’s neck as he carried him to the edge of
the water. “We’ll need to clean you up,” was all he said. He lay Bran down at the pool and knelt
over him. With the gentlest of touches he began to remove Bran’s clothes until he lay naked in
the grass. Then he undressed himself and Bran saw the object of his affection up close, the naked
body and six inch cock he had watched from afar in secret. Bran sat up and the man cradled him
once again their naked bodies in contact with one another. The feeling of being carried in the
hero’s arms, feeling his small body pressed against his naked flesh, looking into his grey blue
eyes; all of these things made Bran tremble with excitement. He felt safe and at home here. He
hadn’t felt this way since his body was broken after falling from that tower.
Bran’s protector wadded into the water with Bran in his arms. Surprisingly the water was
warm against Bran’s skin. The man resituated Bran in his arms so that they were face to face and
Bran’s legs hung to the sides of the man drifting in the water. Bran wrapped his hands around his
neck and pulled himself in closer; it made him feel better to be closer to his new friend. The man
cupped water in his hands and washed the blood from Bran’s face. Bran was suddenly aware of
how hard he had become. His tiny cock was as hard as it could be. He had wanted to relieve
himself even before he had left Winterfell but had never had an opportunity. His cock brushed
up against the body of his gallant knight. The sensation sent chills up Bran’s body. Bran began to
rock his hips back and forth in his hero’s arms; each time his cock brushing up against his body. It
didn’t take long until Bran felt an overwhelming sensation overtake him. His orgasm was as
powerful as any he had ever felt. He felt it throughout his entire body, even in his toes, which
shocked Bran more than anything. He could feel nothing down there, not anymore.
Bran awakened from his trance and looked at the face of his friend; he was more
beautiful now than Bran had thought before. The man reached forward and swept Bran’s shaggy
brown hair from his forehead and smiled at the little Lord. He carried him out of the water back
up to the camp. He wrapped Bran in one of his own cloaks and sat him beside the fire.
“You’re the Stormsword.” Bran spoke as calmly as he could.
“I am Lord Lucas Brighton heir to Stormshield,” the man replied. “But many call me the
Stormsword, you’ve heard the stories I take it.” He added with a sly smile at the young boy.
“But you my young friend can call me Luke.”
“You’re the most gifted swordsman that’s ever lived. I’ve never seen such skill with a
blade. I wanted to be a great warrior just like you.” Bran told him, his eyes sparkling with
delight. “But I’m sure you’ve noticed that’s impossible now.” Bran added as he looked down at
his lifeless legs.
“Gifted? The power to kill is not a gift it is a curse. Each man I kill raises five more that
would see me dead. This is my burden to bear, my “gift” from the gods.” He spoke calmly but
with a sadness in his voice that Bran was all too familiar with.
“I thank you for saving me Lord Lucas. Ask of me what you will and if it be in my power
to give it, it is yours.”
“Just Luke if you will little Lord. And I would ask what you are doing alone at night time
outside the walls of Winterfell.” Luke said smiling warmly at his young friend.
“Just Bran if you will Luke, and I left Winterfell in the night. I should ask you the same.
What are you doing this far to the north all alone?” Bran retorted.
“Sometimes I like to venture out alone and see the world. It makes me feel alive.”
Bran liked that answer well enough. He smiled up at his protector and new friend. When
he looked at him he felt alive again. He had been dying on the inside ever since his fall and
meeting his hero had given him his life back. He was grateful he had left Winterfell; the gods had
arranged this chance meeting in the wild. It had helped him realize that his place was Winterfell.
But more than anything Bran was glad that he had stumbled upon Luke and they had become
friends. He still wasn’t sure what their connection was but Bran had never felt this strongly about
anyone before. His place may have been inside of Winterfell’s great halls but he never wanted his
friend to leave him. Everyone else had left him and none had come back, his father, Robb, Jon,
Sansa, Arya, even his mother had gone. He would not lose another, nearly everyone he had loved
had left him he would not lose his newest love. Suddenly Bran realized his strong feelings for his
mighty hero. He loved him; he must love him how else could he explain what he felt.
“Will you return to Winterfell with me?” Bran asked looking desperately into his new
love’s eyes.
“I will see you safely back to Winterfell. I welcome the adventure; I have never seen the
great northern halls in person.” Luke answered.
“How long will you stay?” Bran asked him next.
Luke looked down at the boy and brushed Bran’s hair from his forehead affectionately.
“We will see, we leave on the morrow, tonight we’ll sleep here.”
Luke knelt down and scooped Bran up in his arms and carried him to the tent they would
share for the night. As they were walking to the tent Bran rested his head on Luke’s chest and
listen to the steady beating of his heart. As they lay down for the night Bran slid himself as close
to his hero as he could, pressing his back against his chest. Bran felt warm and secure being so
close to his love. Slowly, Luke wrapped his arm around Bran and pulled him into a tight embrace.
As he drifted off to sleep Bran could feel his lover’s manhood harden underneath his trousers
and press against him.
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—THE NEXT MORNING—
The two of us headed into the kitchen, groggy and with bedheads, where there were Mom, Dad, Adam, and Dana. It was 9, and we had to pack up to move into our other three rooms by 11. Aden and I didn’t have shirts on, but we had pajama pants on, and we settled on the porch, just the two of us alone, looking out upon the shorter sky scrapers, and the taller ones (which were far off, seeing as that’s where the urban city was), and the beach, the pool, the roads, the lazy river below us, just the beautiful sights in general… including Aden.
Dad came out just when Aden had took in breath to say something, and told us that last night at 12, a family checked into two of our rooms, so we wouldn’t be able to check in right away, we’d have to wait until 3.
Aden and went to the room and got on shirts and changed into shorts (exchanging several naughty glances) then the six of us went to Ihop, where Aden and I dug in to some chocolate-chip pancakes, then we went to Broadway at the Beach, where we entered a place called “Magi-Quest.” We walked in and there was a guy in Mythical-Medieval dress standing next to a box of wands.
“Hello, and welcome to Magi-Quest. Is this your first time?” He asked.
“Yes,” said Mom.
“Well here’s what you do: first, you buy a wand. Then, you buy the amount of time spent in the arena. Then, you will go into the room to my left, where the game will be explained. Lastly, you will enter the arena, and follow the quests, defeat the enemies, and conquer your fate. Interested?”
Aden seemed VERY interested, and I just thought, “What the hell,” and went on. Aden picked out a gold and silver wand and I got a gold and black one. We went into the room for introduction where the game was explained, then we went in and played.
It had puzzles which were solved by running around the arena (which could’ve been bigger) and it was very hot. It could also get very challenging at times, but nonetheless, it was worth it all, to see Aden running around joyfully, having fun. When we got out it was a few hours later, and we strolled around Broadway. Soon, Aden and I got bored by shops our parents were going in and so we broke off, walking around the area, stopping only at 5, on a bridge next to a fountain, watching the water as the sun set behind it.
“I enjoyed last night,” said Aden, eagerly.
We both wanted that to continue, but we were interrupted by my phone ringing. It was a text from Mom saying that we were going to eat at the Hard Rock Café for dinner. I replied, be there in a sec.
We slowly made our way over, talking about why it was in a pyramid vs. anything it SHOULD be in for Hard Rock (a guitar, drums, microphone—or, I don’t know, perhaps a building—etc.)
“No, Aden, how would they fit a restaurant inside a microphone? Or a guitar? How would they even build a giant guitar?”
“You’re lacking imagination, Anthony.”
After dinner, we went to the hotel where we checked into our new rooms. Mom and Dad’s room would be next to Adam and Dana’s, however, Aden and I’s room would be a floor underneath the other two. We went down and unpacked.
“I’m going to take a shower,” I said.
“Oh,” said Aden, “I was just about to brush my teeth.”
“You can brush your teeth as I’m in the shower,” I replied.
He seemed kind of shy at first, and I didn’t know why. It wasn’t anything naughty. Just the two of us wanted to get into the pool as quick as possible. I know I couldn’t wait. I mean, the pool was giant, on one side it went to 8 feet deep! There were four water slides, a lazy river, and a children’s area, too. Of course, it all turned out fine, and we didn’t notice each other in the shower/teeth-brushing session.
But we did get up to noticing each other in the pool. It was late (not that late, just around 7) and we were alone in the pool. After swimming and talking, we finished our conversation which we had never before had a ton of time to finish.
“So,” said Aden, swimming close to me, “I enjoyed last night.”
“I did too,” I truthfully replied.
“But…” he exaggerated the ‘U.’
Uh-oh.
“…But what?” I said.
“But I don’t know if you’re…”
“You don’t know if I’m what?”
“…as serious as me…”
There was silence for a few minutes, until I broke it, “What do you mean by that?”
“Well…This is awkward…”
“And you’re making it more awkward by not saying anything,” I said, matter-of-factly, “If you don’t think I’m not sure of what happened last night—“
“I’m not—are you sure?”
“No—Explain.”
“Well, I don’t really want to… if you don’t feel the same way.”
“Let’s put it this way: Nothing you can say will change the way I think of you.”
“You say that now.”
“And I will say it tomorrow, proudly.”
“Fine… in my eyes, it was more than a jack-off session that we did together.”
“How so?”
“Because… I love you.”
It struck me in the chest. Harder than a moving train, harder than a bullet, than an airborne plane, harder than any news I’d ever gotten; and it was Fabulous. I pulled him into an embrace and kissed the hell out of him. If someone walked in—even Mom or Dad—I wouldn’t care. I loved him, and I knew for sure he loved me too.
We stopped for a second so he could breathe: “So that means—“
“I love you, too,” I replied, chuckling.
We stared into each other’s eyes, then kissed some more.
—BACK IN THE ROOM—
There we sat, holding hands across our laps.
“So, am I your first boyfriend?” I asked.
“No,” he said, “You’re my first partner ever.”
I smiled as he said, “you?”
“No, I had a jerk who cheated on me, but it was no were near as real as this. I’d only say ‘I love you’ to a person who I really meant it. He never pushed the issue, and I never told that sleezeball ‘I love you,’ and I’d regret it if I did.” I was being very honest with this story. He cheated on me with an ugly motherfucker named Matt.
He laughed.
“Ah, Damn!” I said, going through my suitcase.
“What?” Aden asked.
“I didn’t bring any back up contacts and I left my contacts at the pool!”
“Did you bring your glasses?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s see.”
I slipped on the glasses, and I figured Dylan must’ve been right, because he looked like he was going to orgasm because I put the glasses on. The hard, Oh-my-god-he’s-so-sexy face he had on turned me on, and I made sure of one thing: I was going to fuck Aden tonight. I don’t care if it was just oral, it was going to happen. Perhaps anal is too soon, anyway, but, you know, I was going to get in his pants more than a jack-off session.
—THAT NIGHT—
This might take a while.
I didn’t want to approach him as creepy; just loving and horny.
Which, of course, I was. I loved him to death and never wanted to let go. It was hard not blurting out “Let’s Fuck!! :D” when we took off our clothes and lied in bed in our boxers.
“Good night,” He said softly.
“Good night,” I returned, reluctant, and not quite finished, “do you want to have a quick jack-off before bed?”
“Umm…” He thought about it.
“Or, uh…”
“What?” He asked.
“Well, you know…”
“No I don’t, please elaborate.”
“…maybe… we could…”
“We could what?”
“Try a bit…more?”
“What do you mean? Do you want to…?”
“Give you a BJ?”
“Well, do you?”
“I just want to give you pleasure.”
“Aww, you’re sweet. Surly, you’re planning to let me return the favor?”
“If you would like.”
“…then maybe. I’ll think about it.”
“Do I have to wake you up?” I asked, tickling him. He squirmed around and laughed in the most adorable way. I chuckled too, and after a while I stopped and he looked at me, into my eyes. He kissed my lips, then pulled away, and said, “Nope.”
“Do I have to get you in the mood?” I asked, rubbing my hand on his body. My hand rubbed in circles a bit, making him moan, then I lowered my hand to his pelvis, where I slipped my hand into his underwear and messaged his penis. I pulled out, then ran my hand down his leg, rubbing as I went. He kissed me as I rubbed between his leg and covered ballsack, then said, “Do that a bit more.” I did, and he moaned, getting an erection, as I did, too.
“Ok, I’ve thought about it. It’s just that I’m nervous; I’ve never… done it… with a guy before. Or with anyone at that.”
“Me either,” I said, calmly, my lips inches from his. I kissed him, then reached down in to his underwear, taking his ass into my hands. I squeezed it, and rubbed it, and he moaned through our locked lips and tongues, then, I took of his boxers, and slid underneath the covers.
“Wait,” he stopped me, “What’ll it be like?”
“I don’t know,” I truthfully responded. “Let’s find out.”
I took his fully erect 5 inch penis in to my mouth and moved my head up and down, savoring the flavor and love passing through this. I swirled my tongue around the head, then rubbed the shaft. He moaned in pleasure as I sucked as if there was no tomorrow. I shoved the entire thing down my throat, basically kissing his pelvis, and I stuck my tongue out, licking his balls. They were just starting to grow hair and delicious.
Very soon, my cock was rock hard—the hardest it’d ever been, 7 inches! I began to massage my own penis as I messaged Aden’s—with my tongue. He moaned and thrusted it down my throat, and I was glad to see him in such pleasure. He started thrusting faster, closing his eyes, climax—then, there was Aden’s hot cum running down my throat. It tasted sweet and salty. It was amazing I swallowed it easily, then shoved his dick into the back of my throat, and swallowed, and he shuddered.
I slowly took my mouth off of his penis, and he began rubbing my ass. Slowly, he took off my boxers, seeing my giant 7-inch rock hard cock.
“I don’t know if I can—“ Aden began, but I interrupted him.
“Then don’t,” I said.
He thought of this, for some reason, as: ‘You’d better do it, you stupid bitch,’ and he shoved himself, forcefully, onto my cock. As soon as it was in his mouth, he seemed reassured, he loved it, grabbing the base and shoving it down his throat, massaging the balls. He was like a pro.
I moaned, and, totally sex-greedy, stuck my hand on the back of his head and pushed my penis in. I knew I wouldn’t last long. Just the look of Aden, naked, was enough to make me blow my load. I pumped it in and out, ruffling his short blond hair, and he circled the shaft with his tongue. I was right; I wouldn’t last long. I felt a sensation like never before as he sucked me, I felt as if I’d died and gone to heaven; and this was a reward for a great deed.
But no, it was Aden, and I was having the time of my life. As I felt the oncoming climax, feeling like the most powerful ever, I braced myself, and shoved my entire cock down his throat as my creamy boy juice was spat all over my pelvis. Slowly, Aden licked it off, occasionally, licking my cock, then he put his mouth to mine, and transferred my cum into my mouth. Mine was saltier and less sweet than his, and I nearly swallowed his tongue swallowing it. He laughed, and I told him I liked his better.
I fit my dick in-between his ass cheeks and he pressed his dick on my stomach, laying on me. His head was on my chest, breathing hard.
“I love you,” He breathed.
“I love you, too,” I said, kissing the top of his blond head.
That was perhaps the best night ever. Until tomorrow night>=)
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A heart warming tale of a young boy who finds himself in a lot of trouble and needs a hero to “cum” and save him!
There was a boy, there was a game, and there was a webcam. When a boy gets too addicted to his games, how far is he willing to go to get the most out of his playtime? This is a story about that boy, his consequences, how the people around him are affected by it, and most of all, how his best friend shows him that falling in love with a game is stupid, when actual love is already staring you in the face.
This story is fantasy and involves boy/boy sexual fiction. If you feel that this in any way will go against the grain, then leave now and navigate away to a story more to your liking.
My first attempt at Fiction.
Boys School. From Nothing to Everything.
Let’s set the background to this story and give you the background of the main character.
Mitchell was 11 with fire red shoulder length hair, jade green eyes and a lean body that had not one once of fat on it and was slowly starting to fill out in all the right places. He was homed schooled along with his 8 year old brother Scott, by their loving and doting mother who had been a high up professional in a big city firm, (which for the times was still a rare occurrence) but she’d given all that up, when Mitchell came along, and had devoted her life to giving her son, then sons, the best start in life. His father was an officer in the armed forces and was posted to many places all over the world and he had made the decision that his kids would not grow up army brats as he had done, so had put down permanent roots so as not to drag his wife and kids to all corners.
Then it happened, and to Mitchell’s mind, a thing he thought he’d never recover from, his mother died, leaving his brother and himself with the biggest empty hole that even with his fathers presence hurt in so many ways that he couldn’t describe the emotions and feelings that flooded his young head. To this was added a bomb shell by his father, that he was to stay in the service and that he and Scott would have to go to boarding school. As the days drew on fear and trepidation of the upcoming event had became the most prominent thought in both the boys heads. No amount of begging to stay with relatives or even a friend which had made an offer to take care of both of them, would persuade their parent to put off the impending day.
On that dreaded morning both boys felt sick to their stomachs and by then had even began to have ill feelings towards, as they thought, their uncaring and horrible father. They entered the car in total silence looking at each other in their new school uniforms consisting of a grey cap with a Latin motto and badge, white shirt and a tie of the school colours, grey jumper, grey blazer once again with the badge, grey shorts and socks with black brogue type shoes all which had been labelled with their names and billet number even down to the underwear which could only be of the Y type variety and white. Mitchell hated having to wear shorts as he thought that he was grown up enough to wear long trousers but had caved in to his fathers’ “rules are rules,” retort to any protestations he made. The one thing he didn’t look forward to in the clothing department was having to wear a kilt on occasions that required it, at things like church parade and special events that were organised where they were to be ambassadors for the school.
Rolling up the long driveway an imposing building came into view. Mitchell looked over at his brother whose mouth was wide open in disbelief and had started to tear up at the thought of having to come to this place, although seen in photographs, nothing prepared him for the actual size of the buildings and the bleakness of its turrets and clock tower. Directed to a large open space the car was parked. Mitchell was fighting with knot in his belly and the lump in the throat he thought would choke him, telling himself that he wasn’t going to cry so as not to let his father see that he was terrified, angry and upset. Slowly exiting the vehicle he went round to the rear and popped the boot open and began to struggle to get the luggage and the trunks out. His heart now pounding and trying to rip its way out of his chest Mitchell noticed boys of every shape and age going about their business most in the same drab grey uniforms, fussed over by a myriad of parents and guardians. Turning to see what his brother was up to, he saw him in an embrace with father and he was bawling into the shoulder of his sports jacket. Mitchell too wanted to feel this warm embrace but had decided that he was to show that no matter what he would not break down in front of this man he now thought of as an enemy. It was then that an older boy stepped up and introduced himself and telling the adult that he was a senior at the school and would help us to find our places. Introduction over with Mitchell overheard that this was the boy who was to be his billet mentor and that his name was Iain. Lead forward to the ever growing throng of boys once again Mitchell’s heart was pounding and his brother followed the father like a little puppy incessantly talking and holding onto his hand with both of his. Iain pointed down at Scott and shouted to another of the bigger boys saying “ think this is one of yours”. He walked over and pleasantries over with Scott and his father were lead over to a group where after a couple of minutes Mitchell saw his parent stand after hugging his youngest and start to make his way back. Scott let out a yelp of “daddy”, but it was ignored and the older boy held him back when he tried to run after him. Over now and standing in front of him Mitchell thought he could see tears in his father’s eyes but soon dismissed this as it started to make him tear up. His dad now on one knee went in for a hug but was met with a steely face and a handshake so retuned the hand thinking how small his sons’ was and questioned if he was doing the right thing? “Bye dad” was all his eldest could muster and Mitchell stood there and watched as his dad went back to the car. Now the tears fell and the lump in his throat began to tickle making it hard to speak.
“OK then juniors”, Iain said in an authoritative voice, “follow me”. Mitchell went to get his luggage but was told not to do that as it would be delivered to the billet. He tagged along, through large hallways past imposing military portraits and busts to a stairwell that got narrower and the narrower the higher they climbed. Reaching a large door marked as J4/4 it was opened to reveal another corridor. Iain stopped just inside the door and started to read names from a clipboard he carried. Four names at a time were uttered and eventually Mitchell heard his. Iain guided him into the room. He stood there taking in his surroundings while the other boys were looking to see which was to be their berth. The room was quite large and down both sides were two bunks, well not really bunks as they were built into wardrobes and sets of drawers with at either end a study desk with a lamp and more drawers. The other boys all had pulled the curtains back on their bunks and were sitting on one chatting and it was then Mitchell realised that these boys already knew each other.
“Hey ginger what’s your name then”?
“Mitchell” he said lowering his head.
“This is Grant, he’s Austin”, pointing at each in turn, “and I am Fraser”.
Giving them a cursory smile he turned to examine where he was to sleep. With the curtain now back he could see that it was exactly the same as the others, two pillows and covers, two sheets and two blanket with a third in the school colours. There was also a little pull chord which illuminated a light at one end of a plastic covered mattress. Tears started to flow once more and it was then he felt an arm around his shoulder and Grant trying to reassure him that all would be OK. A whistle sounded and Grant lead Mitchell from the room down to the end of the corridor that opened up into a large room with soft furnished seating. All the boys were there and Iain went into a speech telling all, in quick succession what the rules of the billet were. Then directing the boys down a small hallway past his room, which if he found anybody in he’d kill them, to the ablutions. That’s a damn strange word Mitchell thought as it was an extremely large bathroom, but as time went by he’d learn that many things had other names. Down one wall were toilet cubicles with the other wall having shower heads on it but no walls to separate them and in the middle was at least 20 wash basins with mirrors. Back in the large room, or common room, most of the boys were in little groups chatting away and fooling around when Iain said they were to return and unpack. Grant sought out Mitchell and they retuned together. Everything had its place and had to be there and Grant showed the new boy how to do it and explained the reasons. Three bells sounded in quick time and the boys said it was time for the evening meal so headed out the door and down to a large hall where for the first time since being slit up got a first glimpse of his brother. Making straight for him they met in the biggest hug he thought they’d ever had. Within seconds of meeting they were parted by an adult in some kind of uniform who clipped Mitchell on the back of his head as he ordered him back to the right table telling him that it was not an association time. Once more Grant interceded telling him that it was only at certain times they were allowed to mix with those from different years even if he was your brother. Mitchell felt the lump return but managed to hold back the water that was doing its damnedest to burst from his eyes. Prayers were said meals eaten then it was a return to the billet (dorm). By luck Fraser had a radio which helped break the monotony and pretty soon all the boys had bonded and found out background, likes and dislikes and other things about each other. 8pm. A whistle was sounded followed by the shout, “changing time”. Mitchell looked in confusion at the others but it soon became apparent to him what the order was as he looked at the other get out their pj’s and began to change. Getting his from his allotted drawer he was embarrassed to see the other boys remove their underwear and put them into a bag which had their numbers on and the word, whites. Mitchell had at times seen his brother naked and he him but this felt so strange and new. He also undressed and when it got down to his whites, quickly looked round to see the others back in conversation, so he removed them in what he thought was record time and was in his pj’s so fast that the friction burned his leg. Sitting back with the others they chatted about this and that and at 8.30pm another whistle “Hit the showers”, was the order.
“Come on” Grant said as he retrieved his wash bag and headed out followed by the others. Mitchell did the same and when he reached the ablutions was met by a sight he was not prepared for. Boys were happily stripping off hanging the pj’s on the hooks as you entered the door. Just standing there in two minds he was confronted by Iain.
“What’s up with you, not shy are we”? He had menace in his voice.
“No, But”!
“No buts in here youngster, just get yourself under the water”.
Mitchell removed his pj’s, took the soap and shampoo from his wash bag and headed to where there was an empty shower head ending up next to Fraser. He was all lathered up and whistling a tune he’d heard earlier on his radio. A glance to his side and he stopped his tune.
“Everything OK Mitch, you don’t mind if I call you Mitch do you”?
“No it’s OK as that’s what my cousins and that call me”.
“Good as Mitchell is so formal and Mitch sounds a lot better”, as he continued to wash.
“Yes I prefer it too”.
“Great”.
Mitch started to wash but couldn’t help scanning the others as he applied the soap. All there were of similar age. Some were taller some fatter and he noted that most of their penises were the same size as his but one or two were a bit larger and one boy was just abnormally big for his age. Taking a closer look he saw that one of the boys’ penis stood out, literally’ pointing up to the roof. He knew this happened as his too sometimes would go hard and point up but as yet he didn’t really know why. Finishing showering he took a towel from the pile and dried off and went to the wash bag getting his toothbrush and paste returning to the wash basin and brushed them in the way he’d been taught by his mother. Tears welled up as he remembered the first time he could brush his teeth on his own under her supervision and the broad smile on her face as she praised him for being her grown up little man. Now in a world of his own, he was brought too by a slap on the back of his head that really hurt.
“You going to be one of the slow idiot type”? Growled Iain.
“no”.
“Then what the hell are you standing here for”?
“Brushing my teeth”.
“Then why has every body finished and your here on your own”?
“I don’t know” then realised that he had been so caught up in his own world more time had passed than he’d accounted for.
“Get done the and get back to your billet” Iain spat.
Mitch washed off his toothbrush and went to his solitary pj’s hanging on the hook. While dressing he noticed Iain standing there watching closely and he could see a large bump in the front of his trousers, dismissing this as a thing that must happen to all boys.
Returned now to his room Fraser piped up.
“Where have you been”?
“I lost myself for a moment”! This was a phrase his dad had used when he’d to ask him something two or three times before getting an answer.
“Lost yourself, how did you do that”? Then they all broke into laughter and fell about. Mitch just stood there and then joined in with laughing trio.
“You guys want to see what I have”? Asked Austin, leaning under the bunk and pulling a small book from his luggage. Proudly presenting the front cover which showed a naked woman. He quickly put it back and crowed that he had taken it from his older brother who had so many he’d not miss one and we could all see it later that night. Having no idea of the fascination the others seemed to have, Mitch just smiled an acknowledgement. 9.30pm there came another whistle, “Lights out”. Then darkness. Austin clicked on his bunk light followed by Grant.
“Come on then let us see that book then”? Grant whispered.
“Give it ten minutes or so, till Hitler does his checks”.
“Who’s Hitler”? A whisper from Mitch.
“Iain of coarse, he’s a bad one and can be a really nasty bastard”.
Mitch lay there stunned by the language. Sure enough Iain poked his head round the door’
“I don’t want to hear a peep out of you lot and if you feel your going to die, don’t bother me, just die quietly”. Then the door banged shut.
“OK then”, as Austin retrieved the book and swung it about in a motion to say, come to me. The others were across in a blur.
“Come on Mitch get your backside over here”. Mitch complied. The book was opened with some ceremony and under the bunk light all could see a naked woman sitting astride a rock showing all that she had.
“Look at the thatch on that snatch”, Austin said to blank looks from the three cross legged boys.
“God I’m not going to have to explain this am I”? With a hint of exasperation in his voice he pointed out the woman’s pubic hair. “That thatch”, tapping his finger on the book, “ and it’s covering her thatch” , tapping again on the nether region being displayed. Nods came from the ensemble. The page was turned to reveal a man and a woman standing together.
“There’s hair on the man too” Fraser said matter of factly.
“Yes and we’ll all get hair round our knobs as well and they’ll get bigger and then we will be able to shoot our loads”, looking round he saw the others had no idea what he was talking about, “ Oh sod it”! Came from the annoyed Austin. More pages were turned until one appeared where the man had his penis inside the woman. Austin explained the process.
“How come you know so much about it”? asked Fraser.
“My brother taught me when I was about 9 and even showed me how to do things”.
“What things”?
Austin Quickly diverted the conversation.
“Who’s got a hard-on then”? “You know, down there” pointing at his groin area. “I have” and he quickly got to his knees and whipped down his pj bottoms. Well there right in front of the was a rock hard little 3.5 to 4 inch penis. Next to own up to one was Grant and with a bit of prompting got it out. Mitch was last to own up and with three others telling him not to be a chicken showed his. All were of a similar size and all still had their fore-skins intact and not a pubic hair was to be seen.
“Who wants to learn how to chug off”? “ Oh just watch me and you’ll see how”! Austin took a hold of his penis and started to move his hand up and down holding it with two fingers bellow and the thumb on top. His skin folding back to reveal his blood engorged tip then back over to hide it. He flipped through the book and laid it down on his bunk to what was obviously was his favourite page, due to it being more dog eared than the others.
“Come on then you lot try it”! Hands went to penises and with trial and error the chugging had begun. All eyes were on the book where the close up was of the man cuming on the pubic hair of the woman. Heavy breathing was the main sound coming from the quartet and an announcement was uttered from Austin.
“Oh yeah I’m going to shoot”! Throwing his head back the others could see him visibly shake and arch his back the familiar feeling as he had his dry cum..
“I’m going to pee” Grant cried.
“No you wont, just keep rubbing and you’ll get a real surprise”.
“What the ffff”. Grant flung his head all around and also gave a visible shudder and collapsed back on the bunk as he too had his first dry orgasm. Fraser followed with a little squeal and slumped down. Mitch became the centre of attention and he knew it.
“For gods sake your doing it all wrong”! Before Mitch knew what was going on Austin had removed his hand and was taking charged. Peeling back the skin on the end he noticed Mitch wince in pain.
“Have you never done this to see your knob head”? Mitch shook no.
“It’ll be all OK in a minute”, and continued to work on the skin and surely with the attention it was receiving the slacker it became. Mitch now was starting to enjoy the feeling, in what he had called up until that moment, his tinkle. Something had started to churn away in his stomach and he could feel a tight and strange sensation down in his groin. It hit like a sledgehammer send pulses from his small sacks to the tip of his tinkle and even all the way up to his nipples. His first and dry orgasm took over his whole body making him cry out in sheer ecstasy. He too collapsed breathing heavily and with such a grin of satisfaction. The boys lay there and discussed what it felt like and what it did to them but the one with biggest smile was Austin knowing that he had created willing participants to his ways and knew that in time he’d teach them all the things his brother had taught him to do.
Reading through this I do go on a bit but now the start has begun it’ll be quicker in tone, that is if anyone wants more of this story.
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