Date: Mon, 01 May 2000 15:46:11 BST
From: John Stevens <ashkey37@hotmail.com>
Subject: BRUNO

B R U N O

by John Stevens

Story Code/s: M/b (Mast/Oral)

WARNING:
  This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a boy
  and an adult male: if this is not to your tastes, or is illegal
  wherever you live, please leave now, unless you wish to be
  educated and/or have an open mind.


  This story is pure and total fiction - designed to be read with
  one hand - it's for entertainment purposes only!
  Any resemblance to any individual, alive, dead or yet to be born,
  is purely coincidental - so there!

  This story tells you nothing about me or my tastes:
  except whether or not I can write an arousing story!
  Like writers of murder stories, I do not necessarily approve
  of any of the acts described here! Things like the events
  described here don't happen in real life - do they??

               "To the pure, all things are puer"

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Well, he's a pupil of mine: Bruno isn't his real name - his first name is
actually Andrew, his nick-name made up by another member of staff,
based on his surname. But since the day Clive coined his new name, it
has stuck, the boy himself using it from time to time. In fact, in many
ways, Bruno is not really my sort of boy! I prefer blonds but he's dark-
haired, his face is covered in freckles and his body is quite solid, not fat
though in any way. Despite the fact that he's quite good looking really
and is quite intelligent, he's still not quite me!

Still, he's attractive in his own way and it was in fact Clive who first
tried to seduce him, spending over two years befriending Bruno but
getting nowhere. I succeeded, not because I'm better with boys than him
but because I taught Bruno extra Maths. Clive would have taught him
Latin but he had opted out of that subject and for some of the lessons
they would have spend conjugating verbs, I gave extra Maths lessons to
him and three other boys: Paul, Jason & Simon all then aged 12. They
are in a form I teach anyway but, mathematically they're a mixed bunch,
Bruno is quite good at the subject, Jason extremely good (a beautiful
blond as well), Simon about equal to Bruno whilst Paul Bell is, to say the
least, not very good!

It was late during the Spring term this year that things began to
happen, not during a lesson but whilst I was doing a Sunday duty

Bruno & Paul had been in trouble with the Headmaster and after
chapel had been sent to a distant classroom to do some work. I left them
to it, merely looking in on them from time to time, commiserating with
them over their rather unfair punishment. They seemed to be in a bit of a
playful mood and it wasn't until it was almost time to let them go that I
discovered what was going on. Calling on them once more, they seemed
a bit embarrassed and shuffled about awkwardly, sitting very forewords
on their chairs. I guessed they were trying to hide something, but I was
surprised when I discovered that both were trying to hide their very erect
penises which were sticking out from their shorts!

"What are you two up to?" I asked, grinning broadly at them.

"Nothing I" Bruno replied, relieved by my attitude that I wasn't going to
punish them. Laughing, he sat back but before I could really see what he
had got, he was pushing his dick back into his clothes - not easy to do
considering how hard he was, the way he was sitting and the tightness of
his corduroy shorts! Paul did the same as I enquired again what they had
been doing - all they admitted was that they had been measuring their
dicks to see who was biggest, but I was certain that more than that had
been going on!

From that day on, they all became increasingly friendly towards me,
discovering that I was more than willing to talk to them on their level and
in particular, answer their questions about sex. In fact they soon became
quite blunt with me over such matters, soon keen to turn our extra Maths
lessons into sex talks - not that the other two worried. It was all great
fun
and of course, school- boys are very discreet in such situations.

Come the summer term, Bruno was even friendlier towards me, not
that I yet considered him a suitable sex- partner. However, as term wore
on, I found him more and more attractive. Having seen him naked in
dormitory or showers, I knew what his body was like - really quite a good
one, well shaped and quite muscular. His young dick was no more than
average in size for his age although it was quite a nice specimen really!
As term wore on then, I began to fancy him quite a lot, realising that there
was a strong possibility that my dream might come true!

Penis size was something that all four in my extra-Maths group were
obsessed with, even suggesting we make a bar- chart of their vital
statistics! What surprised me was how big Bruno claimed he was: I knew
that Jason's was very small really (pity, he was extremely beautiful) whilst
I knew that Paul had a big one (too dim, too ugly to be of any interest
apart from his dick), Simon was about as expected, but Bruno claimed to
be just over 10cm almost as big as Paul's claimed 10 1/2! When I queried
it, Bruno insisted it was his true size, "I measured it at home in the
holidays!" but he refused to prove it!. None of the four worried when I
suggested that - it was just a joke as far as they were concerned but that
morning, our chat had got Bruno in a bit of mood.

Later on, as they worked, I stood behind him discovering that under
the desk, he was wanking as best as he could inside his shorts! "What
are you up to?" I whispered, grasping his shoulders and massaging him
gently.

He grinned round at me as he moved back a bit from the desk. "I
really feel like a wank sir! Can I go to the bogs and do it?" The rest of
the
class laughed but Andy looked almost desperate!

I felt though that I couldn't let him go. "Certainly not young man I" I
told him - and the others. "If you're that desperate, you'll have to stay
here and do it!"

Luckily, everyone found the whole thing amusing so I was safe from
possible tale telling. Bruno though almost did as suggested! Undoing his
shorts, he pulled them wide open and, sitting back from his desk, slid his
hand into his pants so that he could masturbate a bit more easily! I was
quite stunned but sadly, he didn't follow Simon's repeated request that he
show us all how he did it! Nevertheless, to see Bruno playing like that
was very arousing and luckily for my own sanity, the bell for the end of
the lesson soon sounded.

To be playful with him, I let them all go one at a time, making Bruno
stay to last, hopeful that I might be given the chance to see him in action.
However, he decided that action was better than words and he simply
smirked at me, shoved his books into his desk and muttered, "I've really
gotta go and do it sir!" before running off!

Later I saw him and a discrete question elicited the fact that yes, he
had done it and yes, it had been very exciting!
=======


For the rest of that term, things never went quite that far, but Bruno
was fast becoming more than friendly towards me, especially in the very
last week of term. During the Monday afternoon, he approached me as I
was standing admiring the half-naked bodies of my other pupils in the
swimming pool and, rather proudly, whispered into my ear the very
interesting piece of news, "I can spunk up sir!"

I pretended not to believe him but the sheer pride he exhibited was
proof enough! "Don't believe you...tell me more!"

'Well," he looked round to make sure there was no chance of being
overheard, "Paul Bell an' me were just doing it in the bogs."

"Doing each other?" I interrupted.

"No," he giggled, "usually, but not today." He took a deep breath,
"Anyway, he spunked up," [Interesting news, but not all that surprising
really.] "An' then when I got there I shot some sperm as well!" He looked
so proud! "Not much, but some! It was a great wank!"

He would have told me more but we were disturbed by another
member of his form - a boy called Rolf who was not only very prudish but
endowed with an exceptionally small penis! So small in fact that during
one extra Maths lesson, Jason claimed that Rolf could never have a
wank "'cos his dick's too small!" - a fine comment from a boy who hadn't
much himself!

Anyway, Bruno's pride had to be ignored as I was really too busy to
talk to him, although later, he did give me further details.

During the rest of the week, he would often join me and whisper once
more how he and Paul Belt had either wanked each other off, or done it
in front of each other (the more common happening) and how sexy it was
"now I'm spermy like him!".

By the end of term then, Bruno was more than an object of my lust
and I was pleased when I reminded him that I also lived in London and
intended visiting him during the holidays.
=======

After my own holiday, I decided on the following Monday to visit
Bruno at home in Fulham. It turned out to be a flat not far from the
football ground, quite smart really. I knew that he lived just with his
mother and of course my hope was that she would be at work! Lynn was
a former Olympic fencer and in the past she and I had often chatted
about the sport, my first boy-friend after leaving school was also a fencer
and she knew Mark very well - made me realise how young she was
when she had Bruno! I knew she wouldn't mind me visiting him at home
though would probably not approve of what I wanted to do with her son!

My long ring at the doorbell produced no answer at first but as I was
about to go, rather disappointed, the door opened and there was Bruno.
He looked incredible, very desirable in a brief pair of shorts and a skimpy
T- shirt. Very surprised to see me, he invited me in, explaining that his
mother was out at work but she wouldn't mind me being there.

As Bruno ushered me ahead of him up the stairs, I discovered that his
flat was rather strange really - I nearly went into the first room we came
to, but he muttered, "Not in there, that's mum's bedroom! Upstairs." As I
discovered, the flat was reversed with lounge & kitchen on the top floor
but with the bedrooms on the first floor! Strange but sensible as there
was a roof-top patio outside the lounge. That's where he led me,
explaining that he had been out there and had only just heard the bell.
He was remarkably friendly, but I was a bit nervous, really having only
one thing in mind! How to get things going? Never easy even back at
school, for Bruno and his friends had always been the ones to change
the direction of our conversations to sex.

He had been busy making a model plane and was grateful for my
assistance. It was hot out there and he soon offered a can from the
fridge. Emphasising just how hot I felt, I undid my shirt a bit more and
pulled it from my trousers - Bruno got the message and pulled his T-shirt
off revealing that he was even more sun-tanned than at the end of term.
He smelt simply wonderful as well and my mind was working overtime
working out a way to get his shorts and pants off so that I could get my
hand round his dick and prove that he could in fact spunk up!

"It's great up here." I told him as I sat as close as I could to assist in
his work, "I bet you could sunbathe quite naked out here ... no-one could
see I would imagine."

He laughed, "Well ... sometimes if mum's out I do ... I did the other
day, it was just great!" He sniggered, "I got really hard, so I had a wank
as well! It was great!"

I was pleased, he was gradually remembering what we most used to
talk about back at school. "I bet it was, especially as you say you can
spunk up now!"

"Yeah!" He picked up a ruler, about to measure some part of the
model.

"So, is that the ruler you use to measure you dick then?" I asked,
"Has it grown since you last told us how big it was?"

"Dunno!" he giggled, "Shall I find out?"

"Sounds like a good idea!" I tried to sound encouraging!

"Hub!" he snorted, "I know what you wan sir!"

"What do I want?" I demanded, trying to sound calmer than I felt.

"You want me to prove I can spunk up!" he told me, really quite
straightforwardly, probably not yet quite guessing my real intentions.

"Well," I was relieved, "I'm *almost* certain I believe you Andy, not
quite though!"

"I'll prove it then!" His mind was made up. "I don't care!"

"Here? Or should we go down to your bedroom?"

But he hadn't heard me and having lifted himself from the bench he
pulled his shorts and pants down in one quick go, his stiff cock standing
up freely now that he was almost naked. I was more than impressed for if
I had seen him flaccid on many occasions, this was the first time I had
actually seen his erection - apart that is from the days when he was a
little 8 year-old and all boys that age go hard in the showers!

"There ... see!" He held the ruler along his shaft, making sure that I
could see just what he had! He was right, he was as big as he had
claimed although he was still quite hairless! Surprising really for if he
could spunk up he would be the first boy I'd ever been involved with who
could do so before he grew any hair!

"Very good Bruno!" I told him looking as closely as I dared, "Just as
you said ... perhaps even bigger!"

"Yeah!" he was very proud, "You never believe me sir!"

"Course I do ... well, sometimes!" I looked up to him as I pulled the
ruler from his hand. "Are you going to prove the other thing though? I
*almost* believe you but you've got no hair down there yet so I'm not
sure."

Mention of his lack made him blush. "That doesn't matter, Bell's only
got a few and he could spunk up before he had any!" Laughing, he
stretched out, finding it rather amusing to be there in that state with me.
"I
love sunbathing like this ... but only when mum's no home!"

"An' wanking off out here as well?"

"Sometimes!" He wiggled about, not touching his cock but just
showing off in front of me, tensing his muscles to make his erection jiggle
about! I was trying not to touch him but it was very difficult!

"Well? Are you going to do it?" I succumbed and gently prodded his
cock with my forefinger, "Seems like it needs a nice sexy wank now
doesn't it?"

He didn't move but seemed to sprawl back on the bench even more.
"Dunno ... I'm feeling too lazy to do it today!"

'Well, if you want?" I arched my eye-brows at him, wondering if he
would understand.

At first he didn't but then a smile spread slowly over his face. "What?
Do you wanna toss me off then sir?" He was puzzled, "Why?"

"Because it'd be nice an' sexy for you and an easy way to prove you
can spunk up!"

His puzzled look changed to a wicked smirk. "Ok...if you want!" He
then looked a bit more enthusiastic. "Go on then!" he reached for my
hand and pulled it down to his genitals.

I was a bit overwhelmed by his sudden willingness but snuggling even
close to him, I closed my hand over his equipment, amazed at how hot
and warm it all felt, not at all surprised that he shivered in delight at
that
first contact. "Well?" I gently caressed him, cupping my fingers under his
balls as I asked, "Shall I give you a nice sexy wank Bruno?"

"Yeah!" he sighed, "Go on then sir ... just do it!"

"Not up here." I told him - I knew we probably couldn't be seen and of
course it's always fun to make love with a boy in the open air, but I
wanted to be more cautious - downstairs in his bedroom, we could much
more easily hear if his mother returned home unexpectedly!

"Ok. ..come on I" He pushed my hand away and reached down so
that he could pull his clothes back up. Standing up, he edged me aside
as he repeated his order, "Come on then sir ... I need a wank now!"

I could do nothing but follow him, gradually realising that what I
wanted with this boy was finally about to happen!

Going downstairs, he took me into his bedroom (curtains drawn, bed
unmade, rather untidy as well) and closed the door behind us. "Sorry
about the mess!" he told me, "Are you sure you wanna wank me off sir?"

I could hardly believe his apparent innocence. "Course I do Bruno I
want you to prove how spunky you are ... but much more than that," I
grasped his shoulders and pulled him a bit closer, "I want to make you
feel nice an' sexy!"

"Great!" He was now realising that I was serious and wanted to be
sexy with him, something he had perhaps never before realised.

Staring into his eyes, I let go of him and dropped a hand to the front of
his shorts, pressing with the back of my hand. He had lost some of his
stiffness on the way down but as I pressed more firmly, I could feel his
cock regaining its aroused state. As always it felt just great to be
fondling
a boy through his clothes - Bruno obviously loved it as well. "There, that
feels nice an' sexy to me ... all right?"

"Yeah...it feels great...you're making me feel all sexy!"

"That's just what I want!" I told him, trying to make Bruno understand
what I was doing and why.

"Shall I take my things down?" he asked, obviously about to do so.

"No ... let me!" I had pulled his hands from his clothes and before he
could resist, I grasped his shorts & pants and with one quick tug, pulled
them down to his knees. Now, Bruno was almost naked, he grinning
broadly as he rather enjoyed the situation. "There, that's much better," I
told him, "can I?" Without waiting for his reply, I reached out and grasped
his cock, once more feeling overwhelmed by all that was happening.

Bruno knew what to do and turned slightly, almost resting against me
as I slid my left arm round his slim waist. As he snuggled against me, I
started to rub his lovely dick, sliding his foreskin up & down slowly as I
tried to make it as exciting as possible for him. "There ... that's a good
boy Bruno!" I whispered, "Nice an' hard an' sexy!"

"Yeah ...you're good at it sir!" He looked up, almost embarrassed at
what he had said.

"That's because you've got a lovely dick to play with, just perfect for
wanking." For the moment, I was only tossing him slowly, making no
effort to go any quicker for although I guessed he had only intended a
quickie to prove to me that he was spermy, I wanted to make as
enjoyable as possible for him. Taking my time would increase his
pleasure and of course, increase the joy I always experience when
allowed to handle a stiff boy-penis.

"Wow!" he sighed, leaning even more against me, "This is really great
sir ... do it faster though!"

"Why? If it feels nice, just enjoy it. No hurry is there?"

"Suppose not sir!"

"Great! Anyway, stop calling me sir ... especially when I'm wanking
your lovely hot cock!"

"Ok ... Paul ... it's great thought"

"When did you last do it then Bruno?"

"Saturday night ... in bed! It was great!"

"Two days ago ... so you should have a good toad of spunk in these,"
I released his cock and gently grasped his balls, "to show me."

"Yeah! But don't stop ... toss me off Paul ... go on ... I wanna spunk
up!" He sounded quite hoarse with arousal.

I was happy to bring him off, but perhaps not standing up. "Ok then
Bruno, but why don't we lie on your bed? Wanking's more fun lying
down." As we were close to his bed, all I had to do was to push him
gently backwards, he putting on a silly show as he fell down. Waving his
legs around, he discovered one problem and sitting up slightly, kicked off
his slippers before removing his shorts & pants completely. Stark naked
he looked even more lovely than I had ever thought, even more exciting
when he nestled back into the rumpled bedclothes and grasped his cock.

"I'll do it then!" he told me with a sexy smirk. He started to do so, so
as I sat on the bed, I simply watched, finding it amazingly erotic.

However, by then, Bruno was really quite keen that I should wank him
off so after a little while, I swung round to lie by him, pulling him closer
as
I replaced his hand with mine. "There, that's better ... let me give you a
really good wank and you can prove to me how much you can spunk up!"

"Great!" He was clearly very worked up and just as obviously enjoying
what I was doing to his dick. He may not have thought I had wanted to do
it, but now that I was, he was happy about it - after all, his friends
wanked
him off, why shouldn't his teacher?

Keen to see what he could produce, I increased my wanking speed,
soon sliding my fingers up & down his hot young dick at quite a rate. It
was almost overwhelming for me, but I was more interested in his
pleasure than mine! Besides, I was keen to see him spunk up, to see
what he could shoot, to smell his cream, hear his sighs of pleasure and
cuddle his tensed body as he enjoyed his orgasm.

What still surprised me though was his total lack of pubic hair - not
other boy I've ever had could ejaculate before he had hair - Bruno was
going to be a first and that made this wank even more special.

"Well then?" I asked, "How's this feel? Nice an' sexy?"

"Fucking great ... don't stop ... just wank me!" His voice sounded
husky and by the way his breathing was becoming more laboured, I knew
he was close to coming. So, I rubbed him even faster, hugging him tightly
to me as I stared down at his cock, waiting for it to spit at me.

It didn't take me much longer and as my fingers tossed away, I felt
him tensing up for his orgasm. Almost without warning, he was there and
as his hips suddenly pushed his cock into my hand, it began to throb, just
a few times but each jerk produced a spurt of warm boy-sperm. Bruno
was panting noisily, writhing about almost out of control as he savoured
those oh too brief moments of his orgasm -I was very pleased for he was
so obviously enjoying what he had allowed me to do dick. I had always
believed that he could produce that special *essence of boyhood* since
the day he claimed he could now, he was really proving it although I was
a bit surprised at how much he had produce. The opalescent drops lying
on his belly looked simply superb - I wanted to taste them!

"There...that's a clever boy Bruno," I whispered, "nice an' spermy you
sexy boy!" He was far too lost in his erotic pleasure to hear me but that
mattered not for I was really enjoying holding his warm body to me, as
well as continuing to fondle his firm cock. That delightful part of his body
was quickly still, but it felt as lovely as ever and happily, Bruno didn't
seem to mind me playing with it as he calmed down from his orgasm.

Still, he finally did pull my hand from his cock that now stuck out
delightfully from his wet belly. Lifting his shoulders and giving me an
amazing grin, he indicated his sperm wet body. "There you are sir! Do
you believe me now?"

"Course I do Bruno, I always did!"

It took him a second to understand what I had said but then he
smirked contentedly. "Well," finally he realised all that had just happened
between us, "Thanks for wanking me off sir...Paul! It was really great!"

"An' you were simply great to wank as well Bruno.. .very sexy!" I told
him, hugging him a bit tighter as he relaxed against me.

"But why did you want to do it though?" he asked, perhaps a little
puzzled by my interest in him.

"Because I knew you'd like being wanked off! I'm sure I do it better
than Paul Bell, don't I?"

He laughed. "Not really!" but then smiled, "Yeah...much better than
him Paul!"

"Good ... you've got a lovely cock to wank Bruno, an' these things are
nice an' spermy as well," I gently grasped his balls, "just perfect for
being
nice an' sexy."

He sighed contentedly, "Suppose so. Do you wanna wank Paul off as
well? He shoots more than I do!"

"I bet he does ... but, no, I like him, but I'm not interested in being
sexy with him," (Well, I'd never say no to a boy!) "You know, I like you a
lot Bruno apart from being sexy like this with you."

He understood. "Great!" Then, pulling a face, ordered, "Hang on a
moment!" He eased himself away from me and before I could stop him
rolled onto his side so that he could reach under the bed for what I
quickly saw was an obviously well used handkerchief! It would have been
too much for him to understand that I wanted to clean him up (with my
tongue!) so I let him wipe the white droplets from his belly, Bruno pulling
a face as he did so.

There was one thing I could do though- "Give me that!" I took the
hankie from him and inspected it closely, much to his amusement. "So
this is what you use ... every night?"

"Most nights!" He laughed, "It's just disgusting though!"

"Why?" I put on a puzzled look, "It's only spunk ... fresh from these
lovely things" With my other hand I gently tickled his balls once more.
"Any more left in them today?"

"Maybe!" He grinned, "Do you wanna do me again then?"

"Can I? What about it?" His dick was still firmly erect so I grasped it
and began to massage it sexily, "Feels like it's still in the mood for some
nice sexy fun!"

"Suppose so." He looked at me almost shyly, "Shall I toss you off first
though Paul? I will if you want!"

I was overwhelmed for as much as I wanted that, I hadn't expected
him to offer to do anything for me - only gradually perhaps was he
realising that I wanted him for mutual sexual pleasure, not just for him to
prove he was spermy. "That'd be great Bruno ... do you want to?"

"Course!" His grin was even more wicked, "Get it out and I'll toss you
off! Go on Paul!" Like many boys, he was learning to treat his adult
partner just like his age-mates. He wanked *them* off, so why shouldn't
he do the same for me?

"Great! I knew you were a sexy boy Bruno!" Rolling onto my back I
undid my trousers and pulled them open, watched closely by my young
partner. "When will your mother be back though?"

"Oh she never gets back until after seven." He sounded serious as he
added, "Don't worry, we won't get caught!" Then laughing once more, he
told me, "I wanna wank you off then you can do me again!"

"Great!" I lifted my body slightly and pulled my trousers down. "Well?
Shall I undress like you Bruno?" He nodded so I sat up, removed my
shoes and pulled my trousers right off. Then, still closely watched by a
boy unable to leave his erection alone, I undid the buttons of my shirt.
Removing it, I made sure that as I dropped it on the floor, I had his
spunky handkerchief hidden in it -I wanted that as a special souvenir of
the afternoon! "Well then?" I asked as I lay back by him, "What do you
want to do Bruno?" My pants only just held my erection in place and I
could see that he was more and more interested in what I had!

"Get your pants off then sir!" he ordered.

"No!" I pulled his hand from his cock and placed it on the front of my
pants. "Leave that thing alone and do this instead!"

Bruno grinned as he began to explore. "Wicked!" He muttered,
increasingly enthusiastic about what he was doing. Grasping my cock
through my pants, he began to rub it playfully. "This feels nice, much
bigger than mine sir!"

"Well, I'm an adult!" I told him, amazed at how sexy he was trying to
make it for me. Bruno seemed happy to carry on playing with me through
my pants and although he had asked me to show him, he was making no
effort to pull my pants down.

However, as he saw my reactions, he sat up slightly and, using two
hands to grasp the waist-band, he pulled my pants out slightly then down
enough to free my cock. "Wow! Fuck!" He swore when he finally saw
what I have, making me feel rather proud of although I'm only average for
an adult really! Grinning up to me he added, "Hairy!"

I merely shrugged at him as I sat up slightly and pulled my pants right
down then off over my ankles. Now lying back by Bruno, I let him inspect
me - he had a good look but was soon reaching out so that he could
close his fingers round my dick. I sighed contentedly - as always, being
handled by a boy is ... well, awe-inspiring!

"There ... wicked!" He whispered as he started to play with me - in an
extremely erotic manner, although for the moment he was only really
exploring. Curious, he sat up slightly for better look, making sure he
examined my balls and of course my hair! "You're nice." He eventually
told me as he lay back by my side, "Shall I wank you off then?"

"Go on then, show me how good you are at it ... show me why Paul
Bell lets you wank him off!"

Bruno had already started to do so, experimenting with how to do it
before settling down to a nice steady wank. "This is fun, do you take long
to spunk up sir?"

"Call me Paul!" I insisted, "An' as for how long I take, it depends
who's wanking me an' how good they're doing it." I smiled at him, "You're
doing it very well Bruno ... really sexy aren't you?"

"Suppose so!" By then I think, he had finally realised what was really
happening, perhaps even understanding that the reason I had called on
him was not purely of teacher-pupil friendship nor my curiosity as to his
spunk-making ability. However, as that truth slowly developed in his
mind, he was increasingly keen on the idea of sex with me. That was
shown by the way he was behaving towards me, snuggling up to me as I
slid my arm under him for a cuddle, and grinning wickedly at me as he
tossed away on my solid erection.

And I was sure that he wasn't just trying to give me pleasure in return
for that I had done for him - he was clearly enjoying doing it, that
psychological pleasure many males get when paying with another penis,
the pleasure of being in charge of another person's body. He had learned
to enjoy all that with his friends back at school and was now keen to
enjoy them with me. It showed all too clearly, Bruno soon wanking me in
an extremely lascivious manner, his slim fingers sliding up & down my
cock at quite a rapid pace. As he wanked, he stared down at what he
was doing, obviously quite fascinated by my body - and by my response
to what he was doing.

Having just wanked him off, I was already very aroused myself and I
suppose it didn't take him long to bring me to my orgasm - timeless
moments of pure sex that I enjoyed to the full. "Nearly there Brunei" I
managed to whisper as I slumped back on his bed. He smirked at me as
he sat up even more so that he had a better view, now tossing me very
rapidly as he brought me inexorably to my orgasm.

Panting noisily, I could no longer hold myself back and loudly
moaning, "Bruno ... 0h Bruno ... wank me!" my body convulsed as my
cock began to spit a thick stream of sperm all over me. I know he was
more than a little surprised by what was happening but he was
experienced enough from his games with Paul to know what to do. Bruno
slowed right down and tossed me in short sharp jerks, discovering just
how I do myself when at the point of utter excitement.

I shot a hell of a lot, my body soon covered in the stuff but Bruno had
been sitting up enough for quite a lot to land on his body, not that he
seemed to mind! " Fucking hell Paul ... what a spunker!" he whispered at
me as he worked away erotically on my throbbing cock. "Wicked!"

Great as it all was, my orgasm quickly subsided and as I gradually
became stilt, he let go. He grinned at me, although I was really too lost in
my pleasure to respond. It was then an almost automatic reaction on my
part - with my arm still round his warm body, I pulled him closer, Bruno
happy for that, though perhaps not so much when I managed to rub our
wet bodies together. There was some resistance, but I was stronger than
him and he quickly realised that it was just being sexy so he allowed me
to pull him to lay full length on top of me.

"Dirty bastard!" He whispered as he lifted his head to grin at me: at
the same time though, he was making sure his own, rigidly stiff cock was
pressing against me, even moving slightly so that he could feel my own
dick rubbing against him. "Well? Was that any good Paul? You didn't half
shoot a lot ... more than I do!"

"That's because you wanked me so sexily!" I managed to tell him. All I
wanted to do was to lie still with his soft weight on me, but Bruno wasn't
quite experienced enough to enjoy that for long. "Did you like doing it?
You were very good at it you know Brunei"

"Suppose so ... yeah!" That last word growled, accompanied by a
wicked grin. "It was fun," he giggled, "especially when you spunked up!
An' it's gone all over me!"

"So what? It's only sperm, doesn't matter where it goes as neither of
us could get pregnant!" My hands were playing up & down his back: like
all boys, Bruno was fast discovering that what I was doing was more than
a little enjoyable

He laughed, "Suppose so." Then, he frowned. "Don't!"

My hands had reached his bottom and I was attempting to stroke him
there. "What's wrong?" I asked as he reached behind and tried to stop
me. "Don't you like having your bum stroked? It's sexy!"

"You ain't gonna bum-fuck met" He was very hostile.

"Who said anything about that?" I tried hard to reassure him, "Just let
me stroke you here Bruno, that's all I want to do, promise! I don't want to
fuck you ... don't worry!" I must have convinced him for he relaxed once
more, settling down on me as I continued to caress him.

Of course, once he had accepted what I was doing, he found it very
exciting - perhaps as sexy as I was finding it and Bruno's reactions soon
showed that he was rally enjoying himself, wiggling about on top of me in
an increasingly urgent manner. So, I was not surprised when after a little
while, he lifted his head. Almost shyly, he asked, "Gimme another wank
then ... will you? It feels really sexy like this!"

"Course it does Bruno. ..that's all I want." I was tempted to let him
work himself up against me and then come off against me, something I
always love with boy partners, but I felt he was still too inexperienced in
sexy games for that, or even the blow-job I wanted to give him. Anyway. I
had little choice in the matter for he was soon rolling off me and pulling
my hand to his very aroused cock. "Ok ... let me give you a really good
wank ... even sexier than the last one I hope!"

The messy state of our bodies was ignored as we moved into a better
position for some serious masturbation, although I was able to use some
of my sperm as lubricant on his cock as I started work on him. Bruno was
too lost in his rapidly mounting tension even to realise that, simply lying
there with his eyes closed, amazingly aroused really. In a way that was a
shames as I would have wanted to give him a nice slow protracted wank,
but he needed to enjoy another orgasm so I had to toss him rapidly -
almost violently really as he seemed to respond more the harder I did it!

After no time at all it seemed to me, I saw that he was fast
approaching his orgasm - I rubbed away even more rapidly, sliding his
foreskin to & fro over the sensitive rim of his glans - suddenly, he was
there. With a sudden firm upward push from his hips, his cock began to
throb in my hand as a thin watery spray of sperm shot from the tip.

Bruno whimpered distantly as his cock jerked a few more times,
further drops of white boy-cream spurting out onto his tensed up belly.
There wasn't all that much really, but it wasn't bad for his second go of
the afternoon. Wanking him very carefully - I knew his cock would be a
bit sensitive now - I just gave him a few sharp upwards strokes before
rubbing his still penis against his belly. His pants for breath died away
and his orgasm was over - delightful nevertheless. "Well? How was that
then Bruno? Enjoy it?"

"Great!" He smiled at me as he pulled my hand from his cock, "That
was rally great Paul ... wicked I" He lay back quite content after his
orgasm, but I could already see his cock wilting and I knew his sexual
arousal was now rapidly declining.

"It was fun doing it for you," I lay on my side and faced him, "An' you
shot quite a lot as well Bruno ... not bad for a second go!" Placing my
hand on his belly, I rubbed the stuff all round but was soon pushed away
by the laughing boy.

"Let's get dressed!" he suggested.

It was a sign that he had really had enough for one day and so, as the
boy is always in charge, I nodded. "Ok ... better clean up first." I reached
round to the floor and retrieved his sperm-sodden hankie with which I
carefully wiped up his load before wiping up my own load. I had wanted
to keep it, but now it wasn't just his sperm on it so I let him have it
back,
there would certainly be another chance for such a souvenir.

As expected, his sexiness had disappeared completely so all we
could do was to get dressed. He had less to put on than I had so he soon
left me and ran back up to the patio where I was quickly joining him. But
if his sexual hunger had been satisfied, he was more than happy to be
simply friendly towards me, the pair of us spending the next hour or so
finishing his model with only the occasional reference to what we had just
enjoyed on his bed.

Apart from expressing his thanks for what I had done to him, I was
happy that Bruno made a special point of telling me how much he'd
enjoyed wanking me off, "That was great fun ... wicked!"

Not surprisingly, when I suggested another get together for further
sexy games, he was very enthusiastic. After explaining that his mother
worked on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, he asked, "Well then?
When do you want to come round again sir?"

"Well, what about this Thursday?" He nodded, "In the morning? Then
perhaps we could go out somewhere and then you could come back to
my place." He agreed to all that but then, with a firm plan made, I decided
it was time to go.

Bruno was clearly very happy with all that had happened and before
he let me out, groped the front of my trousers and told me, "I can't wait to
toss you off again!"

"Me tool" I told him as I did the same to his shorts before he
laughingly pushed me away so that he could open the front door.

Quickly back home, I was more than pleased with all that had
happened: a great afternoon for us both!
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For the rest of that amazing summer holiday, I visited Bruno at least
once a week for some fun. Our usual menu of events was that I would
strip him off and give him a nice sexy wank, Bruno always keen to
discover just how much sperm he could produce for me. Next, he would
give me a wank and then, after a little rest, I would give him his second
orgasm of the day - sometimes a third if we had the time. All very
pleasurable for us both.

On our fourth such meeting, he allowed me to suck him off, almost
nervous of it at first but then utterly stunned when he enjoyed his first
orgasm that way - it was utterly marvellous for me as well! He had only
just returned from his own family holiday and as he hadn't wanked off for
four days, he was very productive! His spurts of warm boy-sperm tasted
simply superb, but even more importantly was the obvious immense
pleasure he enjoyed as he shot his load onto my tongue. Fellatio
instantly became his favourite method of enjoying an orgasm with me.

A week later, he let me take his most recent sperm-stained
handkerchief, finding it very amusing that I should want such an object
but I suppose he's gradually realised that it's simply fun being sexy with
me, no matter what I suggest we do together!

Back at school this term, he's been extremely discrete, making no
references to what we had enjoyed during the holiday, although our
extra-Maths lessons have become perhaps even more outrageous.

As an example, during one riotous morning, he gave in to Jason's
repeated demands and wanked off whilst we all watched! The other three
found it sexually very arousing, but it was even more so for me! I had
wanked him off on quite a few occasions - sucked him as well - but this
was the first time I'd seen him doing it all the way, always a fascinating
sight, but a rare one!

Only rarely during term so far have we managed anything: I've
masturbated him a few times, never though with any chance of him doing
me, although he likes to be sucked as well when we can be alone for the
short time he takes when fellated! Inspecting his genitals at such close
quarters has shown me that he is finally starting to sprout some real
hairs, a few of which are now amongst my special souvenirs of Bruno as
he grows up.

Apart from sex with me, he still has his school friends and he tells me
that he and Paul Bell do each other at least once a week - often at night
as they're in the same dormitory. As well as Paul, he tells me that there
are a few other boys he wanks off with, especially, after his class-room
demonstration, with Jason whose dick I've noticed in the showers, is
growing nicely now, though Bruno tells me that he still can't spunk up
although already thirteen!

All in all, Bruno has become a great boy-friend: he's sexy, keen on
sex and more than willing, but we both can hardly wait for the Christmas
holidays so that we can get together once more on my bed at home for a
really exciting time!

Now, he just wants to try anything and everything I can suggest and,
most amazingly, he has changed his mind over one thing, promising that
next time he's naked on my bed, I can fuck him! I'm really looking
forewords to screwing his arse, although he insists that I will have to give
him at least three blow-jobs as payment - I shall be happy to oblige!


THE END : April 1995