Date: Sun, 14 Jun 2009 22:03:57 +0100
From: Pedro Martinez <pedro976@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Caught Red Handed Part 6

DISCLAIMER: This story contains graphic suggestions and descriptions and as
such is completely unsuitable for minors and strictly intended as adult
entertainment for mature adults who are allowed to view such graphic
material according to local pornography laws.

Thanks for all your emails.  Sorry this part has been a while in the
making, hope you like it.


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                           CAUGHT RED HANDED - PART 6

                                 by Pedro976

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1.


I pulled my bedroom curtains and looked out across the back gardens
belonging to my neighbours. The early Friday morning sunlight tried its
best to break through the low hanging grey clouds that threatened at any
minute to unleash their contents on the world below, but the weak light
failed miserably and the sun ultimately gave up leaving it looking damp and
bleak.

I had to get ready and go to school.  I had managed to wake up before my
extremely loud alarm had sounded and could still hear Ben gently snoring in
my bed behind me.  I turned back from the window and looked at him.  He had
the duvet pulled up to his chin and his head rested on his large biceps as
his arm cradled his head.  He looked very peaceful and there was a slight
smile on his smooth strong face.  His short spiked blond hair had lost its
shape from where I had gripped it tightly during our frantic love making
last night.

Last night.  I had wanted Ben so badly.  After the rough sex I had
experienced with Kam I had needed to be held and loved.  Now in the muted
light of the day, looking at Ben, I could not help but feel old doubts
begin to knaw away at my stomach.  I had swallowed Ben's story about him
and David without question.  To be truthful I had not cared what the reason
was.  I thought that if I had just touched Ben and let him touch me in
return then none of that would have mattered.  I was wrong.

Ben did not mean it when he said that he loved me.  The fact that he had
slept with David meant that there could be no other explanation.  So what
if David had baited him and confessed to committing the robberies on the
other kids.  That was no reason to fuck him.  If Ben had meant those words
he would never have done it.  He would not have been able to.  I was being
used.

I felt tears begin to well up in my eyes.  I did not know what to do.  I
wanted Ben, I wanted the old Ben.  The Ben that had made me feel safe and
who had opened my eyes to a world of amazing experiences that I had no idea
existed.

Shit, I had to get myself to school and had no time to deal with this now.
I needed to work out what to do and could not face speaking to Ben yet.  I
wiped the beginnings of the tears away with my hands and quietly packed my
school bag so that I would be ready to rush straight out of the door.  I
then grabbed my school uniform from where it hung on the chair next to my
desk.  I went into the bathroom and ran the shower, letting the hot water
run through my hair and down my smooth slim body.  After a few minutes I
climbed out and wiped myself dry with the towels before getting dressed.

I braced myself at the bathroom door before I unlocked it.  I was going to
rush into the bedroom, say a very quick goodbye to Ben, grab my bag and get
out of there without having to speak to him properly.  I could not trust
myself not to burst into tears and if I did then Ben would want to know why
and then we would have to talk about it all and I was not ready for that.

With a deep breath I rushed out of the bathroom and flew into the bedroom.
I came to an involuntary stop as I entered the room and caught sight of
Ben.  He took my breath away.  He was sat up in the bed and the duvet had
fallen away to reveal his muscular chest.  He had one arm stretched behind
his head, his huge bicep was taunt and the thick vein that ran under his
skin was clearly visible.  The smattering of blond hair in his arm pit made
my cock begin to twitch.

"Morning mate" Ben said smiling.

"Um, Ben... I... I have to go."  I managed, and I tore my eyes away from
his hot body and grabbed my school bag.

"Hey Sammy, wait" called Ben and he bounded out of bed and raced after me
as I dashed out of the room.  I reached the top of the stairs as Ben
grabbed my shoulder and turned me around to face him.  He was totally naked
and I could not help but glance down at his huge erect cock which was
standing fully grown.  He was massive, toweinrg over me as he pulled me
close against his strong body.

"We ok Sammy?" He asked gently, looking down at me with his deep blue eyes.

"Yeah..." I managed smiling weakly "I'm sorry, I just had to get to school"
I said by way of explanation.

Ben smiled and lent down to kiss me.  I responded to his gentle searching
of my lips and our tongues brushed against each other.

Ben lent further against me and I could feel his cock pressing against the
material of my uniform.  He brought his hand up and took the back of my
head in his large palm, pushing my face closer against his.

I pushed my hands against his pec muscles and pulled away.  Ben still held
my head and he was wearing a look of lust on his face that I very nearly
succumbed to.  But my own longing to be with Ben was overcome by my
feelings of confusion and unease at the nature of our relationship.

"I need to go" I said "or I will get in trouble and my Mum will start
asking questions"

At the mention of my Mum Ben reluctantly released me and smiled.  I turned
quickly in case he saw the tears beginning to form at the corner of my eyes
and rushed down the stairs, pausing to grab my mobile phone from the table
in the front room before I went out of the front door.

It was cold and damp and the brisk wind cut through to the bone.  My eyes
began to water as the wintery wind whipped against my face, disguising my
tears.  I had to come to a decision about Ben, I knew that I could not go
on like this.  My emotions were in a state and I had never felt this way
before, it was ruining my life.  I was not sure what I wanted but I knew
that I had to sort this mess out.

I took my mobile phone out of my pocket to check if Jamie had text me and
saw that I had a missed call and an answerphone message.  Checking my call
log I saw that it was Kam who had called me.

"Fuck" I muttered.  I had forgotten about Kam, I had to get him to stop
trying to contact me.  I deleted the message without listening to it and
decided that he just give up if I ignored him for long enough.

"Fucking idiot" I thought to myself, Kam would not simply go away, I knew
that, but ignoring him was the best I could come up with at this moment.

"WATCH WHERE YOUR FUCKING GOING" shouted the black cab driver from his
wound down window as he swerved his car around me, making sure I got the
message with a loud prolonged press of his car horn.  I had stepped out to
cross the main road without looking and had nearly had all my problems
sorted out for me by being flattened into the tarmac.

I gave the taxi driver two fingers for good measure, checked the road was
clear and hurried on for school.




2.


The Peasent's were still Revolting in history and try as I might to listen
to the lesson I could not stop my thoughts from drifting to thinking about
Ben.  He had text me a few minutes ago and I managed to sneak a look at my
mobile without being caught to see what he had said:

"Can I see you tomorrow night mate?  Love Ben. x"

Reading the word love made my heart begin to beat faster.  I wanted so much
to believe it.  I was sure that given time I could get over what Ben had
done with David.  What did it matter so long as it was over?  I knew that I
was trying to convince myself and was not making a great job of it.  Try as
I might I could not shake this cloud of uncertainty that hung over me.  At
least Kam had not tried to ring me anymore.  I hoped that he had got the
message.

"Hey Sam" whispered Jamie.  I was snapped out of my day dreaming and turned
to Jamie who was sat next to me doodling over the page in the exercise book
in which he should have been making notes on the lesson.

"My sisters are away for the weekend and my Dad said that I could have a
friend to sleep over if I wanted, do you fancy it?  We could do an Xbox
tournament and get a take away?"

"Yeah sure" I said "That would be cool, I will ring Mrs. Boyce at lunch and
let her know."

"You will have to wait for me to finish my detention though" said Jamie his
face falling "Mr. Sullivan is still determined to make me pay for blowing
up the classroom and wont even let me of a Friday detention"

I stiffled a laugh at the memory of Jamie quadrupling the ingredients of
our science experiment and the near nuclear explosion that followed.

"No problem" I said "You never know he may let you go early"

"Oh look" replied Jamie "a squadron of flying piggies just flew past"

I laughed and realised that my mood had lifted in an instant on hearing
Jamie's invitation.  This was exactly what I needed.  Normal, enjoyable
stuff.  Time away from thinking about Ben and Kam and this whole sorry
mess.

The rest of the day went pretty quickly for a wet Friday school day and
after the final bell I waved Jamie of to his detention in the science block
with Mr. Sullivan and decided how to waste away the hours wait I had for
him.  The school had emptied in an instance, pupils teachers and admin
staff all rushing mad cap to get out of the place for the weekend.

"You cannot stay in here luvvie, I am locking up" said the cleaning lady
apologetically when she had found me sat on one of the benches in the main
school foyer trying to beat my high score on the "brick breaker" game on my
mobile phone.

I looked outside at the wet weather and back at the cleaning lady with the
best look of pleading I could muster, hopefully she would feel sorry for me
and let me stay put.

"Come on luv" she said "bugger off."

With a mixture of suprise and amusement on my face I did as I was told. The
rain swept straight at me as I wandered out the doors and into the school
yard. I could not wait in this weather for another 45 mintues I thought, I
would get hyperthermea.  I suddenly realised that the sports hall and
changing rooms may still be unlocked and rushed through the yard into the
driving rain and up the steps into the sports building.

With my fingers crossed I tried the door to the hall and to my relief found
it to be open.  I hurried inside and did my best to shake of the worst of
the rain that he soaked me through to the bone and caused my hair to stand
up in short dark spikes.

I was about to go into the main hall where I hoped that it would be a bit
warmer when I suddenly heard what was the faintest of noises.  Almost like
a sob.

A horrible sense of deja vu began to form in the pit of my stomach.  Do not
be stupid I told myself.  Ben would not be here at this time, and the
chances of him repeating his performance with David in exactly the same
place was very slim.  I pushed those memories deep down before they could
get a grip, determined not to let them ruin the enjoyment of a sleep over
at Jamie's house.

Yet, I could definatley hear something.  I reminded myself what curiosity
did to the cat and knew that I should just let it be and go and wiat some
where else, but it was no use.  The urge to find out what the noise was and
who was making it was overwhelming.  I opened the door into the lads
changing room and crept inside, I was certain now that the noise was coming
from in here.  I peered as slowly and carefully as I could around the
partition wall.

Sat on the central bench of the chaging room was a boy.  I could not tell
who it was because he had his back to me and his head was buried in his
hands.  He was clearly crying.  That was the noise that I had heard.

It seemed to be an incredibly private moment and I suddenly felt guilty for
spying.  I went to creep back out of the changing room but the boy must
have sensed he was being watched because he suddenly looked up and turned
his head around.

David was as shocked to see me as I was to realise that it was him.  His
tear stained eyes went from complete surpise to sudden anger in an instant
and he launched himself up from the bench and came straight for me, fists
clenched.

"FUCK YOU WILLIAMS" he shouted as he swung his fist at me.  Instict meant
that I managed to dodge slightly to the side and his well aimed blow grazed
my cheek as it flew past but did not connect with me fully.  I would have
been out for the count if it had because David was tall and strong.  He
must work out quite often becuase when I had seen him changing after
football practice I had not been able to stop myself from noticing the
beginnings of well defined chest and arm muscles.  David's momentum carried
him past me and in that moment I lashed out and threw my own punch managing
to strike the side of David's head, knocking him over so the he stumbled
and collided with the wall.

Our blood lust was up now, David driven by the anger at being caught in
such a private moment and me by the seering memory of having seen him with
Ben.  He clambered upright and we both threw ourselves at one another,
clawing and punching, oblivious to the pain that our blows were causing
each other.

I do not know for how long we fought, it seemed an enternity but it was
probably only a matter of seconds.  Suddenly David lost his footing on the
slippery changing room floor and he pitched over backwards and fell down
heavily hitting the back of his head against the bench in the middle of the
changing room.

The crunch that echoed in the empty changing room as wood and bone
connected made me stop dead in my tracks.  David did not move, he lay
prostate on the floor, eyes shut.  Shit SHIT, I thought, as I stared down
at his prone body.

"David" I whispered tentatively.  No answer.  Fuck, what the hell was I
going to do.  Panic began to well up inside me.  I had killed him, shit, I
had killed him.

Then all of a sudden David stirred:

"Fuck you Williams" said David grogilly slowly hauling himslef up of the
floor he unsteadily managed to sit himself down on the bench.  He reached
around to the back of his head and I guessed that he was feeling for blood.
I prayed that there would be none and as he brought his fingers back around
to look at them I breathed a sigh of relief to realise that there was no
reddness upon them.

"David I did not mean for that to happen to you" I said apologetically.

"Fuck you" was all he could manage by way of a quavering reply and I
realised that he was in shook up by the injury that he had just suffered.
I bent down and picked up my school bag from where it had fallen to the
floor during the fight, then turned to leave.

I tried my very best to be callous but could not bring myself to just leave
David sat there, what if he was really hurt I thought.  I would be lying if
I said that concern was the only reason why I hesistated.  I knew that head
injuries could be serious and if he collapsed or something then nobody
would know that he was here and I would end up in some Young Offenders
Institution for having killed him.

I turned back.

"Will you be ok?" I asked.

David did not answer and just sat with his head bowed down holding the back
of his head.

I took a deep breath then sat down next to him on the bench.  He did not
deserve my sympathy and an awkward silence filled the changing room.  After
a few moments David looked up at me.  He had deep brown eyes with a
constnatly flinty look about them.  I knew though that when he laughed his
eyes would soften and crease at the corners.  He had also grown his hair
since when I had first met and he wore it swept and gelled back with a few
stylish strands hanging down over his forehead.  I realised suddenly that I
must have been paying David's appearance a hell of a lot of attention to
notice such minute details about him.  I had to admit for someone I hated
he was pretty hot.  For fuck's sake I chided myself could I just go for one
moment without thinking about sex.

"You tell anyone about this then you are fucking dead meat" said David.

I looked back at him then replied:

"What about me kicking your ass in a fight or about the so called hardest
lad in the school being sat in the changing room crying"

"I was not fucking crying" shouted David and I thought that he was going to
attack me again but he winced as the words left his mouth and I realised
that his head must be really hurting.

"Let me look" I said motioning for David to bend so I could see how bad his
injury was.

He hesitated for a moment then bowed his head down towards my lap.  I
reached out carefully and felt his hair between my fingers slowly parting
the long strands and feeling the back of his head.

David sucked in air between his teeth as my finger tips brushed against the
painful area.  I could see that he already had the forming of a large
bruise.

"The skin is not broken and you are going to have a huge bruise there.
That's meant to be a good sign when a bruise comes straight out" I
explained.

"Who the fuck do you think are, Florence Nightingale?" David sarcasitcally
replied.

I laughed, not really at David's poor excuse for a joke but more in relief
that he was going to be ok and I was not going to be in any trouble.  I was
surpised when David laughed with me and more than a little worried that I
was again thinking how hot he looked.  He looked up at me and I saw that
his eyes definately did become soft when he laughed.  My hand was still
against the back of his head and as he had looked up my hand brushed
agaisnt the side of his cheek, staying there for a few moments as we
laughed together.

"Are you ok now?" I asked pulling my hand away, scolding myself for nearly
acting so stupidly.

"Yeah it will take more than a knock on the head to keep me down"

"Not just the knock on the head, how about whatever it was that caused you
to be in here in the first place?"

My question surpised David and I wondered if I had gone to far in asking
it.  I knew the answer.  David must be struggling with the same feelings of
uncertainity and fear that I had experienced when I had first slept with a
man.

"I um... I..." David began "I got myself invovled with a couple of the
older lads, do not ask me there names cause I am not saying.  To cut a long
story short I um... I..."

I sat in silence, shocked that David was opening up to me in this way.

"I found out that they were into some heavy stuff.  Robbing other school
kids and worse" David continued.

"You may think I am some sort of hard ass Sam, and I like to think I am,
but that sort of stuff is way out of my leuage."

"Did you do the robberies" I asked, not able to stop myself from enquiring
any longer.

David looked straight into my eyes.

"No, I um... you better not tell anyone about this Sam" David threatened
and I nodded my consent.

"I told that school liason cooper all about it, there names, everything.
That is what the matter was if you really must know.  I am dead worried
that they are going to guess who grassed them up and then I will be dead.
They will give me more than a bruise on the back of the head"

I knew that was not all there was to it.  David had ended up getting fucked
by Ben.  But I could not concentrate on trying to get David to talk about
that becuase he had just exposed Ben to me as a complete liar.  A fucking
two faced lying bastard.  Ben had told me that David had been playing the
hard man, that it was David who had committed the robberies.  Know I had
just learnt from David that the truth was that he had gone to Ben for help
and Ben had taken advantage of him.  Just like he had taken advantage of me
when I had been in need of his help.

"I gotta go" I said and shot up of the bench

"Hey Sam, please remember you promised not to tell anyone" David called
urgently behind me as I strode out of the changing room.

"Yeah I promise" I called back to him.  Shit, I could not think straight.
I had been coming around to fully accepting that Ben had made a mistake, a
one off mistake, and that he truly loved me like he said.  Now things had
changed totally.  I felt all the heartbreak of Ben's betrayal all over
again.

Fuck, I suddenly realised that it had gone 4pm and Jamie would be finishing
his detention.  I had to compose myself.  I could not let him see me in
this state.  I stood outside the sports hall in the pouring rain and took
deep breaths.  After a moment I managed to fight down the urge to burst
into tears and run home.  It was not a moment too soon because Jamie cam
bounding out of the shool building and upon seeing me he came rushing over.

"You been in a fight?" asked Jamie, having to raise his voice to be hear
over the pouring rain.  "Um... no why?" I said as causally as I could.

"You got a bruise on the side of your cheek" he answered.

"Oh, have I?" I said "I caught myself on the door a moment ago" was all I
could manage by by way of an explanation.  I realised that David must have
bruised my skin when his first punch grazed my cheek.

"Looks like someone punched you" Jamie continued.

I needed to change the subject quickly and decided that the weather was the
perfect excuse.

"Come on we are getting drenched, lets go" I said quickly.

We rushed on up from the school towards his house, trying our best to keep
the driving rain out of our eyes.  As we were nearly out of sight of the
school buildings I turned back and thought for a moment that I could see
David crossing out of the school gates, head bent down agaisnt the
elements, but the figure had a hood up and was suddenly gone and I was not
sure that it was him.




3.


There was nobody else at home when we got to Jamie's house and he let us in
with his front door key.  Jamie explained that his older Sister's were away
for a week on a trip to France with friends and his Dad was working on a
later shift this week and his watch did not finish until midnight.  As I
took my shoes and wet coat of I saw that on the table in the hallway
Jamie's Dad had left some money for our takeaway on a pile of menus.  Jamie
threw me a towel down from upstairs so that I could dry my hair and face.
It was closely followed down by a fresh t-shirt and pair of jeans.  I
changed in the downstairs bathroom whilst Jamie changed upstairs and once
we were dry we settled down in the front room to play on the xbox with the
added bonus of Jamies widescreen high definition tv.

As the carnage on screen began and me and Jamie started to exchange light
hearted taunts about each others gaming ability I was soon able to push to
one side everthing that I had learnt from David and the seething anger that
I felt at this moment towards Ben.  I can't say that I had forgotten about
it becuase it was still there, niggling away at the back of my mind, but I
was not going to let Ben ruin my life.  I was finished with him.

We settled on Chinese for dinner and had even more fun attempting to eat
noodles and play all at once.  The time flew by and it was about 11.15 when
Jamie said that we had better clear up and go to bed.  His Dad normally
expected him to be in bed at 11.00pm at the weekends and so we cleared up
the xbox and washed up our plates.

"You can sleep in my sister's bedroom if you do not mind all the girly
stuff" offered Jamie "either that or my pull out camp bed"

"I do not mind, I would rather have a proper bed" I said.

We said good night and I settled down in Jamie's sisters room.  I had not
brought any pyjamas with me so I just slept in just my boxer shorts.  It
was a chilly night but Jamie's sister had a thick duvet and I soon warmed
up underneath it.  Sleep did not come quickly though, it was a mixture of
the chinese resting heavily on my stomach, being in a strange bed and a
constant battle not to think about Ben.  I was determined that Ben could go
to hell.  He was not going to dominate my life any more.

I eventually managed to drift into a semi-sleep.  I dreamnt about Ben and
the first night I had ever met him when I was trying to climb out of that
warehouse yard.  This time though he had not let me go and he had dragged
me handcuffed down to the police station.  I dreamnt that he had locked me
in a dirty grimy cell with no doors or windows and no toilet and I was
desperate to pee but the only place was on the floor...

"Shit" I murmered waking up, I really did need to pee.  I climbed out of
bed and opened the bedroom door, waiting for a moment to let my eyes adjust
to the darkness so I could find the bathroom.  I walked quietly across the
upstairs landing towards the toilet.  Having used the bathroom I crossed
back over towards the bedroom.

As I passed by the top of the staircase I noticed the flickering glow of
what must have been the television shining out from the front room into the
downstairs hallway.  I had not noticed it on the way to toilet becuase of
the shape of the landing.  I stopped for a moment and listened.  The sound
on the tv must have been muted or else have been turned down very low
becuase I could not hear what was being watched.  I did not know what time
it was but I assumed that Jamie's Dad, Leon, must have come home from the
fire station and be winding down by watching some late night television.

The thought of Leon made my cock begin to switch.  Jamie's Dad was hot as
hell.  He was around 40 years old but had a younger look due to the shape
he kept himself in.  He was seriously pumped up and must work out every
day.  I recalled that his arms were huge and his pecs broad and defiend.
He had a shaved head and thick stubble.  Like Jamie he had dark eyes and
his face was strong and chiselled.  Yep Jamie's Dad Leon was really hot.

God knows what possessed me but I crept down the first couple of stairs to
see if I could peer into the front room and see him.  I reasoned that I
could always use the excuse of coming for a glass of water if he saw me.

Crouching down I was able to peer through the bannisters and into the front
room.  The door was open and all the lights were of but the room was
illuminated by the glow of the television.  From my vantage point I was not
able to see what was on the tv screen but I could see part of the sofa and
I could see Leon sat there.  The angle meant that I could not see his face
becuase it was obscured by the door frame, but I was able to see from his
midriff down.

He was slumped low down on the sofa and was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt
that clung to his perfectly defined ab muscles.  He had a pair of blue fire
fighter combat trousers on, marked by the yellow line that ran down the
side.

It was the sight of his huge, slightly curved cock, standing rigid in his
large hand that nearly made me fall straight down the stairs.  Ben's cock
was big, I knew that, but this was like nothing I had ever seen.  The light
of the television reflected of its thick veined length and reflected of the
huge mushroom shaped head that wet with his pre-cum.

Leon was very slowly pulling his foreskin up over that enormous head and
then back down again until his cock quivered.  Whatever he was watching
must have been turning him enormously becuase he worked his cock, wanking
it slowly and deliberately, the thick veins becoming even more visible as
he pulled his foreskin taunt.

I was frozen, crouched on the stairs, petrified that I would be caught, yet
not able to take my eyes of the enourmous tool being wanked in front of me.
My own cock was rigid in my tight boxer pants and my own boy spunk had made
them wet.  It was all I could do to stop myself from cumming there and then
on the stairs.

I watched for longer as Leon's hand pumped his meat in long hard strokes,
working the head and letting the wetness of his own pre-cum trickle down
his shaft so that his hand could glide easily up and down its enourmous
length.  I could not stay here, I realised, I had to move.  I went to turn
to creep back up the stairs but as I did I knocked my arm on the bannister
causing it to creak loudly in protest.

I froze and looked back down into the front room to see if Leon had heard
me.  I saw to my horror that Leon's hand had stopped dead, holding his huge
cock still.  There was complete silence.

"You may as well come down here Sam" Leon suddenly said.

Fuck, fuck fuck, I thought.  He knew I had been watching him.  As quickly
and as quietly as I could I bolted back up the stairs and across the
landing and into the bedroom, shutting the door and throwing myself under
the duvet covers.  I was determined to pretend to be asleep if Leon should
follow me up the stairs and into the room.  I was absolutely mortified.  If
Jamie knew that I had been watching his Dad jack off that would be the end
of our friendship right there and then.  The horror of the embarrassment I
would feel when I next saw Leon was enough to make me wish that the ground
would just swallow me up along with the entire bedroom and this whole mess.

Through the crack at the bottom of the bedroom door I saw that the upstairs
landing light had been turned on, I held my breath eyes fixated on the
door.  Then I heard the creak of the floor boards as Leon came upstairs.
His shadow stopped outside my bedroom and I thought that any moment he
would burst in and want to know why I had been perving on him.  I pulled
the duvet up to my eyes and prayed that he would not come in.  The shadow
stayed there outside my bedroom for a moment longer then it moved away and
the landing light went out.

Leon's bedroom was next to the room in which I was sleeping and I could
hear him moving about, presumably changing for bed.  After a while the
noises stopped and my fear at being confronted subsided.  I still had an
aching hard on though and I reached down beneath the duvet and rubbed my
young rigid cock through my boxers.  I put my hand down under the waistband
and gripped my teenage shaft.  I imagined that just beyond the bedroom wall
Leon was again jacking of his huge cock, thinking about me.  In a matter of
moments I felt my cock spasm and my cum come shooting up the shaft.  I
could not help but moan out loud and for a moment I thought that I heard
movement come from Leon's bedroom in response to my grunt of pleasure.

My cum shot out of my nob head and high onto my lips and chin.  I quivered
with pleasure as my body spasmed at orgasm and licked my own salty cum of
my lips.

My breathing was heavy and I lay with my hard cock still in my hand then,
after a short time, I fell asleep.




4.


Jamie woke me up by knocking on my door.

"Breakfast in 10 mate" he called.

"Ok" I responded and then I heard him bound of down the stairs.

I forced myself to get up, still tired from my late night adventures, and
sat on the edge of the bed.  Mary, Jesus and Joseph I thought.  How could I
look Leon in the eye ever again.  A few minutes passed as I wallowed in my
own embarrasment.

"Right" I said to myself "I cannot stay here forever."

I decided to just act as if the entire episode had never happened.  I went
across into the bathroom and got dressed and washed.  Then went downstairs
for breakfast where I was met by the smell of a full English being cooked
up.  I realised that I was starving and hurried towards the delicious
aroma.

"Morning Sam" said Leon as I walked into the kitchen.  My appetite
evaporated in an instant.

"Did you sleep ok?" he asked with a wiry smile on his face.

God, it was all I could do to stop myself from collapsing on the floor and
cringing.  I tried not to look him up and down but could not help myself.
He was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts that showed
of his huge bulge.  His legs were thick, defined and hairy.  I pulled me
eyes away from him.

"Yes thank you" I managed to say before joining Jamie who was sat with
knife and fork in hand expectantly at the kitchen table.

"Here we go lads, eat up" said Leon serving up our breakfast straight from
the frying pan.

Jamie tucked into the combination of sauasage, bacon, egg, beans and fried
bread as if he had never eaten before and I attempted to force down the
breakfast in front me.

"I hope I did not wake you when I came in last night" Leon asked me.

Jamie was oblivoious to the conversation as he tucked into the food and I
felt my cheeks turning a very deep shade of red.

"Um... no..." I said and saw Leon break into a wide smile as he raised an
eyebrow at me.

"Right you lads eat up and wash up when your done, I am going to work out
in the garage.  You can always join me if you fancy burning of some of that
fat your scoffing" Leon invited.

"Don't think so Dad" said Jamie "we are teenagers, we only eat, sleep and
watch tv, it is the law"

"How about you Sam, fancy joining me for a work out" asked Leon casually.

I nearly choked on the sausage that I was attempting to eat and felt my
already red cheeks going nuclear in their embarrassment.

"Bugger of Dad" Jamie answered for me and laughing Leon went through into
the garage where he kept his gym equipment.

After we had eaten and tidied up I gathered my stuff together and got ready
to leave.  Jamie was due to stay at his Grandmother's that night so
unfortunately we could not hang out with each other for the rest of the
day.

"My Dad is still in the garage if you want to say goodbye to him" said
Jamie as I was ready to head home.  Good manners dictated that I thanked
his Dad for letting me stay over.

With a deep breath, I walked through the kitchen and into the garage.  Leon
had turned it into a home gym and was laying flat on a work out bench where
he was lifting a huge set of weights.  He sat up right as I came in.  I
tried not to look him up and down again but could not help but notice how
his sweat shocked t-shirt clung to his muscular body showing his nipples
straining against the material.

"Thank you for having me" I stumbled and regretted my choice of words the
minute they left my lips.

"I did not know I had" said Leon in reply and laughed when my eyes widened
and my eyebrows shot up in suprise at his innuendo.

"See you next time" he said laying back down on the bench and resuming his
workout.

Another deep breath and one last look at his amazing body and I turned back
into the kitchen and walked to where Jamie was waiting for me in the
hallway.

"I had a great time mate" he said "see you on Monday yeah?"

"Yeah, thanks Jamie, see you then" I genuinely replied and with that
grabbed my stuff and walked out down his driveway and headed home.




5.


When I got back home I fixed myself some lunch, deciding on a light snack
due to still being full from breakfast, and settled down to watch some
Saturday afternoon tv.  I made sure that I turned on my laptop to keep
abreast of all the latest footie scores and began watching some old war
film where a team of crack commandos attempted to blow up a pair of huge
German guns on some occupied meditteranean island.  I was wearing my grey
joggers and grey vest combo and was not really paying the tv great deal of
attention because so many thoughts were whizzing around me head.  Ben, Kam
and now Leon.  I was fucking messed up.  I had a real problem I reasoned.
Ben was gone, I had decided that.  The only way I could cope with what
David had told me was if I blocked Ben out of my life for good.  Same with
Kam.  The two of them were as bad as one another.  I was just a kid, a
fourteen year old kid.  They were to blame not me I reasoned.  I had to
stay away from them, what had happened was wrong.  I just had to lead a
normal life.

There was a knock at the front door.  I glanced at the time.  "Shit" I
thought, it was coming up to 5pm and Mrs. Boyce must have come over to
check on me and fix some dinner.  When I had told her that I was sleeping
over at Jamie's house she had said that she would be around on Saturday
evening as usual.  I had not tidied up the kitchen or laid the table or
anything and it was too late now.  I rushed to answer the door, pulling it
wide open.

Kam walked through it and into my hallway, closing the door firmly behind
him before I had even had the chance to register that it was him.

"You have been ignoring me" he said, trying to make it sound casual, but
the tone of his voice was quite hard and I sensed that there was anger
boiling away under the surface.

"Kam, I er... I um..." I stuttered, overcome by suprise at seeing him so
suddenly and a sense of rising fear that we were alone together and I was
effectively at his mercy.

He was in his civilian clothes and was wearing a black hooded top and tight
hugging jeans.  He was, as always looking very sexy, but he no longer
stirred any emotion in me apart from fear.

"I thought after the other day we were alright" he said.

This moment was going to come sooner or later and I found some courage and
just blurted it out.

"Kam, I am sorry to have messed you about but I do not want to see you
anymore" I looked down at the floor not daring to see what reaction I had
provoked.

"It is not as easy as that mate" Kam replied very quietly.

I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were hard, there was something
else there as well, saddness it looked like.  I suddenly realised that I
had been messing Kam around just as Ben had messed me around.  Lying to
him, using him for my own selfish ends without any thought as to how he
must feel.

My insight came too late to change anything and I flinched as Kam walked
towards me.

"What are you going to do?" I asked, my voice quavering.

"I can do anything I fucking like" Kam suddenly shouted in reply and he
grabbed my shoulders in his huge strong hands and pulled me against him.  I
reached out with my hands and tried to push him away, my palms against his
huge pec muscles.  I may as well have pushed against a stone wall because
Kam easily overcame my resistance and pulled me against him, my body being
crushed against his powerful frame.  He grabbed the back of my hair and
pulled it downwards so that me face tilted up towards his.

"Your my fucking boy Sammy" said Kam and he lent down and began roughly
kiss me.  His stubble grazing my cheeks and lips as he covered my mouth
with his own and forced his tongue deep into me.  My hands were still
pressed against his chest and I pushed the tips of my fingers into his
flesh hoping to hurt him and make him let me go.  My efforts seemed to have
the opposite effect and Kam handled roughly, grabbing my arse with his
other hand and pulling me against his bulging meat.  His slipped inside the
waist band of my joggers and pulled them down at the back exposing my tight
white bubble butt.  He slapped it hard making me cry out at the sudden
pain.  All the time he was holding my head against his, kissing me
forcefully, owning my mouth with his tongue.

Kam spun me around and pushed me up against the wall next to the stair
case.  He still held my hair in his hands and he pushed my face against the
cold plaster.  I heard the unmistakable sound of the zip on Kam's flies as
he released his huge tool.

"Your going to fucking get my cock in your ass" he promised and I felt the
tip of his bulging head begin to part my arse cheeks and press against my
tight entrance.

I panicked knowing that Kam was about to fuck me roughly, with no lube, not
even spit.  The tought of his huge stiff pole tearing my ass open made me
try to pull away from him but he held me firm.

"You fucked with me Sammy, did you think that you could just use as you
pleased?" Kam asked.

I did not reply, I sensed that Kam was not looking for a reply.

"Now your going to be fucking taught some manners bitch" he growled and he
began to push his cock into me.

The sound of the front door being knocked made Kam freeze.  I could feel
his meat quivering against my hole in anticipation.  Kam clamped a hand
over my mouth so that I could not speak.

The door knocked again and this time there came a voice, it was Mrs. Boyce.

"Come on Sam love, I have got a hot pie dish here"

"Fuck" whispered Kam.  He let go of me and pulled up my joggers, before
quickly pushing his aching cock back into his jeans.

"Answer it, but were not fucking done here" Kam whispered.

A sense of utter relief flowed over me and I quickly grabbed the door latch
before Kam changed his mind.

"About time Sam love, this was begging to burn me" said Mrs. Boyce as she
stepped in.

"Oh, I did not know you had company" she said seeing Kam stood there in the
hallway.

"Is this your friend that you slept over with" she asked me.

God, Mrs. Boyce did not know how close to the truth she was.  She meant
Jamie though and I quickly thought of some sort of explanation.

"Er.. no... this is his brother, he erm... he... gave me a lift home, he
was just leaving" was what I managed to come up with.

Kam flashed me a look of utter anger when I had said that he was just
leaving.

"Oh that was nice of you dear" said Mrs. Boyce to Kam "dont think me rude
love, but I must set down this dish before it burns my hands of, nice to
meet you."

Mrs. Boyce hurried through into the kitchen and without saying a word but
with a look that told me all I needed to know Kam walked out of the house.
I would never have a better moment I suddenly realised and I grabbed the
front door before Kam could shut it behind him.  He turned at the foot of
the steps that lead to my house when he failed to hear the front door close
behind him.

"You contact me again Kam and I will tell the police" I threatened.

"And you think they will believe some fucked up little kid over one of
their own?" Kam sneered.

"Bruises don't lie and nor does DNA" I retorted and the look of worry on
Kam's face made a surge of triumph flow through me.

"No get lost" I said and quickly closed the door shut.

I went through into the kitchen were Mrs. Boyce was tidying up the mess
that I had forgotten to clean before she arrived and began to help her by
putting away the dishes that she had cleaned.  "Are you ok love" Mrs. Boyce
asked quite suddenly "you look white as a sheet"

"Yeah I am fine" I replied without a great deal of conviction.  I noticed
that my hand was shaking as the adrenalin of my confrontation with Kam
ebbed away to be replaced with the shock of what I had done.  Mrs. Boyce
seemed to be satisifed enough with my response to launch into one of her
many anecdotes.

"That Lizzie Stone whose house backs onto mine was always as white as a
sheet" she began "Turned out that she had a fright during the blitz when
the Gerries scored a direct hit with a bomb on the air raid shelter in her
back garden.  She had not been in it at the time, of course, but her cat, a
tabby called Hector, used to sleep in there.  They found his little charred
basket four streets away.  The poor dear never quite got over the shock of
it"

I smiled and carried on putting the clean plates away, my hand I noticed,
still shook as I opened the cupboard door.

Once Mrs. Boyce and I had tidied up after our dinner, a very large portion
of extremely rich steak and ale pie, I plumped myself down on the sofa in
front of the tv.  I made sure that I locked the front door and had shut all
the windows.  There was no way that Kam was getting in.

I settled back down to watch the tv and my thoughts again turned to Ben.
When I had last seen Ben he had asked to see me tonight.  I had not
responded but knew that sooner or later he would come to the house.  I sat
there staring into space thinking about what I was going to say to him to
finish our relationship.

My phone vibrated telling me that I had recieved a text message.  I knew it
was Ben before I had even opened it up.  I had spent all evening been
preparing myself for this moment.

"Hey mate, I am finished at work, can I come round? Ben x"

I steeled myslef for the confrontation to come and replied by text saying
that he could.  I walked out into the hallway and sat myself down on the
stairs.  Taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself down and find the
courage for what I needed to do.

The opening of the front door as Ben used the spare key I had given him to
let himself in scared the living daylights out of me, snapping me out of
the deep thoughts I had been engrosed in.  I stood up and readied myself.

"Hey Sammy" Ben smiled upon seeing me waiting for him in the middle of the
hallway.

He had come straight from being on duty and was waering his full uniform.
His stab vest tight over his chest and his arms strained agaisnt the
material of his white crisp shirt.  Looking just like he had when I had
first met him.

He reached out to take me in his arms and I took a step backwards.

"Sammy...?" Ben queried, his voice sounding uncertain.

I took a deep breath, looked up and stared him straight in the eyes.

"You lied to me Ben.  David came to you for help and you took advantage of
him.  You have taken advantage of me and you have betrayed and decieved me"

I was shocked at the calm mature way in which I spoke and could see that my
words were having an even greater impact on Ben who stood there looking at
me, his face pale and his eyes beginning to moisten with tears.  I
continued on:

"I do not love you, I do not like you and I do not want you to come here or
contact me ever again.  Please leave my house key on the table and go"

I turned away so that I had my back to him and so that he could not see
that I was crying.  There was a silence that seemed to last forever then
Ben spoke.

"Please Sammy, let me explain what happened, I need you mate, your my boy,
we have..."

I lost it then.

"GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE" I shouted turning back on him in my anger "YOU
ARE A LYING CHEATING BASTARD"

"DONT FUCKING TALK TO ME LIKE THAT" Ben shouted back, his eyes hardening
and his huge deep voice filling the hallway.

"YOU'RE THE SLUT WHO WENT SNEAKING OF TO KAM BEHIND MY BACK, SO DON'T
PRETEND THAT YOUR INNOCNENT IN THIS.  YOU HURT ME JUST AS MUCH AS I HURT
YOU"

Recalling how I had managed to get rid of Kam I grabbed the telephone of
the hallside table and pointed it at him.

"I AM FOURTEEN YEARS OLD, IF YOU DON'T GET OUT MY HOUSE NOW I AM GOING TO
REPORT YOU FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.  I WILL TELL THEM THAT YOU MADE ME, THAT
YOU HAVE BEEN ABUSING ME, YOU WONT BE SO SMART WHEN YOUR LOCKED UP, AND
FROM WHAT I HAVE SEEN ON TV YOUR TYPE OF PEOPLE AREN'T TREATED WELL IN
PRISON"

With Kam I would have said anything to get rid of him, to make him see that
I did not want him near me.  With Ben though I realised that I had gone to
far.  I did not mean the words that I had just spoken and the look on Ben's
face was a mixture of shock and absolute hurt.  I realised that I would
have caused him less pain if had just taken out a gun and shot him there
and then in my hallway.

Ben had tears rolling down his cheeks now but he stared straight back at
me.

"What type of person am I Sam?" he asked quietly, his tone deadly serious.

I needed him to leave.  If he stayed I knew that I would not be able to
keep up my courage.  I knew that I would confess that I still I loved him,
and realised that I did, I truly did.  But I could not keep experiencing
the hurt that he had caused me.  So I decided on the only course of action
that I knew would force Ben to leave.  I had to hurt him so much that he
would go and not come back.

"You are a fucking peadophile" I answered, just as quietly and just as
seriously as the voice in which Ben had challenged me.

This was no longer uncontrolled shouting, this was cold, calculated and
callous and I felt my heart cry out in pain at what I was doing to the man
that I loved.

Ben, on hearing that word, visibly crumpled before my eyes.  His shoulders
sagged and he lowered his gaze.  Reaching out he put down the house keys
onto the hallside table, turned and then walked out, shutting the door
behind him.

I stood absolutley still for a moment, staring at the empty space where
moments before Ben had stood then I collapsed onto the stairs and sobbed.
The pain and guilt of what I had done racked my body and the noise that I
made was almost animal in its anguish.  The shadows lengthened and the
night slowly turned to early morning but I did not move.  I lay with my
head in my hands, mourning the shared love that I had breifly enjoyed with
Ben and that was now destroyed beyond all repair.

There came a moment when something inside me changed and I stopped crying.
I sat up and dried my eyes.  I slowly walked up the stairs and went into
the bathroom.  Looking at my face in the mirror I was greeted by a total
mess.  I washed myslef with cold water, clearing away the tear stains on my
cheeks and cleansing my bloodshot eyes.

Looking better I fixed my own gaze in the mirror and grabbed either side of
the sink.  "You and Ben are finished" I told myself so there is no use
crying over it.  "He lied to you and you are better without him" I
continued, convincing myslef that the emptiness I felt inside was a good
thing.

After a time I felt strong enough to leave the bathroom and I climbed into
my bed where my utter physical and emotional exhaustion carried me of to
sleep.

It was nearly 1pm when I woke up and glorious Sunday afternoon sunshine had
chased away the rain clouds and now shone down into my bedroom throught he
curtains and hit me straight between the eyes.




6.


I slowly woke up and lay for a moment as I recalled the memories of the
previous night.  I got up and got showered and dressed, determined that I
was not going to mope around the house and I was determined not to think
about Ben.  I forced myself to eat some toast even though I was not feeling
in the least bit hungry.

I could not stay in the house alone and decided to just go out and walk to
clear my head.

I walked around aimlessly for some time and the suddenly found myself
walking up towards Jamie's house.  In everything that had happened over the
past weeks Jamie had been the one constant factor in my life.  Well not
counting Mrs. Boyce anyway.  As I reached the end of his street I wondered
whether or not he would have come back from his Grnadmothers yet.  It was
worth a try I decided, I really needed the destraction and so I walked up
his driveway and knocked the front door.

There was no answer and I decided against knocking a second time, he must
still be away.  I turned to leave when there was suddenly a shout from the
garage.

"I am in the garage, come in"

It was Leon's voice and my heart lept up into my mouth and my cheeks
already began to burn with embarrasment.  I thought of running away down
the drive and up the road but if Leon came out his garage to see who had
been knocking the door then he would easily see me running up the street
before I had a chance of getting out of sight.  That would be even more
embarrasing then if he I had to see him face to face.  I decided therefore
just to brazen it out.

There was a side entrance to the garage that was slightly ajar so I pulled
it open and stepped in.

Leon was doing chin ups using a metal bar that was fixed across the top of
the door way to the kitchen

He was wearing the same gym gear that he had worn the previous day.  The
tight black t-shirt and even tighter bulge hugging shorts.

He dropped down and grabbed a towel from where it hanging from a nearby
bench press and wiped te sweat of his brow and chest.

"Hey Sam, this is a nice suprise" he said smiling.

"Jamie is still at his Gran's house.  He wont be back to much later this
evening I am afraid"

"Oh..." I said "I just called on the of chance, no probs, bye" and I turned
to leave.

"whoa, hold on" called Leon walking towards me "you just walked all the way
up here, you want a drink or something"

"Umm... no thanks" I said nervously.

"Jamie tells me your pretty good on the football pitch" stated Leon, trying
to make conversation.

"Yeah, not bad" I said awkwardly "I play on the wing cause I am a pretty
fast runner"

"Yeah I bet" said Leon "You could do with building up some muscle though,
speed and strength are a pretty leathal combo on the wing.  You are a bit
on the skinny side, do you work out?" Leon continued.

Why had I come here, I felt so embarrased attmepting to make small talk
with a man who knew that I had been perving over him.  The mere thought of
it was making my cheeks shine bright red.

"No I don't do any weights or anything" I replied.

"Come here" said Leon fixing me with a smile "let me show you how it can
help your sports"

He motioned to a weights machince on which you sat astirde facing an
overhaning bar that you pulled down to lift your chosen weight.

"Grab a seat on that" he ordered and disappared to the back of the machine
to change the wieght load.

I did as Leon had asked and sat astride the wieghts machine reaching up to
take hold of the metal handlebars.

"Right you need to pull the bar down in a straight line in front of you
making sure you keep your back straight and letting your arms and chest do
the work ok?" instructed Leon.

I nodded that I understood and pulled down the bar towards me.  Leon had
fixed it to lift some pretty heavy weights and I struggled to pull it down
to my chest level.

Leon was stood at the side of me, his huge meat no less than a few
centimetres away from my face if I had turned my head to him.  I could
almost feel the heat rising of his muscular body and I concentrated on
staring straight ahead.

"Hold on Sam, your not keeping your back straight, let me show you how"
Leon said and I went to get of the bench to let him sit down.

"No stay where you are" he continued as he sat down on the bench behind me,
his huge body pressed against my back.  I closed my eyes and prayed that I
would not get a hard on but it was too late.  At the touch of Leon's hunky
muscular body my cock sprang up rigid.

Leon reached up and placed his hands over the top of my own on the overhead
wieight bar.  His hands were warm and they covered my own totally.

"Lean back into me keeping your back straight" Leon commanded and as I did
I felt his solid pec muscles press against me.

"Now pull the bar down slowly to your chest" he said and his breath was hot
against me ear and my cock throbbed with excitment.

With Leon's help I pulled the bar down to my chest.

"Now you hold it there" he said and it may have been my imagination but
Leon seemed to be leaning in hard agaisnt me so that he could whisper
against my ear lobe.  He lifted his hands away from mine and I struggled to
hold the bar down at my chest height.

The shock of what happened next nearly made me let it go all together.
Leon's huge muscular arms encirlced my body and his hand pushed its way
down past my waistband and into my shorts taking hold of my cock firmly.

"Did it turn you on watching me wank of the other night?" Leon whispered
into my ear.

"Yeah" I murmered in reply as Leon began to wank my cock backwards and
forwards whilst his ither hand pushed my t-shirt up and his finger found my
nipples which he began to work and pull on.

"Do you want a real man to fuck you" asked Leon.  He was kissing my neck
line and licking roughly at my ear lobes.  I could feel his stubble graze
the back of my neck.  I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, letting the
shivers of pleasure run through my body.

Sanity suddenly came to the fore "Leon we can't your Jamie's dad" I blurted
out, jumping up of the bench and moving away from him.

"Hey Sam, dont worry mate" Leon said standing up and walking over to me.
He took hold of my hand in his and I was surpised at his gentleness.

"No strings, if its too weird for you just say, but it is just a bit of
fun" Leon explained and he slipped his hand back into my shorts and took
hold of my still stiff cock.

I moaned as he pulled gently on it.  I let my inhibitions go, no strings,
that was exactly what I needed to forget about Ben.  I needed someone to
hold me and be with me to help me get over the sense of loss that I could
not help feeling.  Jamie would never find out, I certainly would not tell
him and I doubted that Leon would and God I was horny as hell.

I titled my head up and stretched forward to kiss Leon.  He repsonded and
lent down to me, pushing his tongue into my mouth.  I kissed him back
giving myself over to this huge experienced man.  Leon's hand skirted over
my body and he pulled up my t-shirt then took it over my head exposing my
smooth thin body.

"I think I like you better without any muscle" said Leon as he skirted his
hands over my stomach and back.  He stepped away and pulled of his own top
revealing his huge pectoral muscles.  His chest was covered in dark hair
short hairs that gave an even spread all over then thinned as it formed a
trail down over his impressive six pack muscles to his shorts.  Leon pulled
them down and let them fall to the floor where he stepped out of them.  My
eyes followed the trail of hair to where it was trimmed around his thick
long cock and huge balls.  Leon's age and experience really turned me on,
he knew exactly what he was doind as he stepped towards me and took hold of
either side of my head in his strong vice like grip.  He pulled my head
down and I got on my knees where I was face to face with his tool.

Leon pulled my head down to the tip of his nob and I opened my lips and
licked the head with my tongue.  Leon tasted salty with the first of his
pre-cum and he clearly was not willing to let me take my time beacuse he
pulled my head down onto his shaft and clamped his hands against the back
of my head.

"Swallow Sam" he ordered and I shut my eyes tight, and breathed through my
nose as Leon pistoned his shaft hard down the back of my throat.

"Fuck yeah, you done this before" moaned Leon as he began to fuck my face.

"Stand up" Leon said, and I stood up next to him.  He flexed his biceps and
I reached out and touched them with my hands, feeling the pure power that
was in his arms and running my hand over the taunt tightness of his
muscles.  Leon was clearly turned on by my appreciation of his powerful
body and so I began to kiss his biceps, licking the thick vein that ran
over them with my tongue.

"You like my body Sam?"

"God yeah, it is amazing" I said and I moved my hands to his chest, feeling
his pecs and licking at his nipples.  I traced my tounge around the huge
hard nipples and then moved down to kiss his six pack, nuzzling my face
into Leon's washboard stomach.

Leon suddenly leant down and picked me up under the arms lifting me of the
floor and putting me down on the gym bench.  He then stood astride me so
that I could lick his ball bags.  I took each of massive bollocks in my
mouth and licked and sucked them as hard as I could.

"Yeah Sam, thats fucking nice" Leon moaned.  Then he moved foward and
lowered his arse over my face so that his arse crack was right against my
mouth.  I reach up and pulled his cheeks apart to expose his arse and
pushed my tongue in.  The taste of Leon's sweaty crack turned me on so much
and I nealry cummed without touching myself.

I began to lick and work my tounge around Leons hole and he grinded his
arse down onto my face willing my tongue to enter him further.

"Good lad" moaned Leon "You fucking like the taste of my arse Sam?"

"Fuck yeah" I managed to moan as I contined to eat Leon out.

"You ready for me to fuck you?" Leon asked and before I could say yes he
moved down my body and grabbed my ankles, hoisting my arse into the air.
Hs spat onto my hole and rubbed in the wetness with his fingers, pushing
them inside me and causing me to moan.  The without warning Leon shoved his
huge meat into me.  Stars exploded in my vision as my cock was suddenly
stretched wide by his tool.

"Fuck Yeahhh" shouted Leon and he began to pump my arse hard.  He grabbed
the over hanging wieghts bar and used it to build a momentum as if he was
working out pushing in and out of me.

Leon grabbed my arse in both his hand and lifted me up of the bench.  I
wrapped my legs around his waist and felt his cock slip out of me then
quickly he was pressing once more against the entrance to my arse hole.  I
put my hands around Leon's neck and pressed my face into his shoulder
preparing myself for the pain that I knew was coming.  Leon lowered my
smooth tight arse onto his slippery wet cock and I winced, then gasped as
his width prised my hole open and pushed up inside me again, gravity making
it go in all the way this time.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck" Leon growled in the horniest voice I had ever heard.

I was whimpering into his muscular shoulder as my arse throbbed when the
huge pole pushed ever deeper inside me.  Leon pumped his meat in and out of
my now gaping hole.  His biceps bulging as he supported my entire body
weight easily in arms.

"Fucking take my cock Sam" Leon was saying "Do you like being fucked,
yeah?"  His face was right against mine and I pressed my forehaed against
his, moaning louder as he fucked me hard.

"Yeah fuck me please" I begged and Leon obligied by slamming into me.  The
sound of his balls slapping against my arse sounded loud in the confined
space of the garage.

Leon let me down to the floor and I had trouble standing on my own, my legs
shaking with the pounding I had just been given.  But I had no time to rest
because Leon turned me around so that he was stood behind me and I felt his
fingers pushing into my whole again, spreading it wide to accomodate his
cock.  Leon reached down and picked up his sweaty gym shorts.  He reached
around and held them over my face and mouth.

"Lick them Sam" Leon whispered in my hear as he began fucking my arse
again.  I did as he told me and began to taste his sweaty scent from the
material.

Leon began fucking me harder and he pushed me down so that my back arched
and I was bent over for him.  This allowed him to penetrate me as deeply as
he could and he began to nail me.  I groaned in pain and pleasure and held
his sweaty shorts to my lips as this huge man owned my arse.

There was a mirror on the side of the garage wall and I looked into so I
could watch Leon behind me, slamming himself with all his might into me.

"Ahhhh Leon please fuck me" I was begging.

"You fucking want it harder?" Leon asked and I grunted my consent.

Leon pushed me down so that I was laying on the floor, my cock pressed
against the carpet and he pressed himself down ontop of me, pinning my
hands to the floor with his own.

He then began to fuck me hard, grunting and slamming himself into me so
that my arse exploded sending great waves of pain and pleasure pulsing
through my body.  I was grunting hard, lost in the ecstasy of being pumped
by this man.

"I'm gonna cum Sam I am going to cum" Leon grunted.

"Let me swallow it" I quickly begged and Leon pulled himself out of me and
flipped me over so that I was face up.  He sat astirde my face and wanked
himself to climax with the head of his cock pressed against my lips.  I
opened my mouth to receive his load and readied myslef but the force with
which his thick salty cum spurted into my mouth suprised me, nearly making
me choke as great loads of spunk filled up inside me and covered my face
and hair.  Leon was not done and he made sure he drained every last drop of
his thick juice over my face.

"FUCK" he shouted "Thats was fucking good" and he pushed his cock in
between my lips so that I could clean the spunk of for him.

"Your turn Sam" he said and lifted me up of the floor pulling me over to
the mirror on the wall.  I stood against it with Leon behind me.  He
reached around and took my cock in his hand, then he began to jack me of
furiously.  I shook in his arms as the waves of pleasure shot through me
and in a matter of moments I was shoting load after load of my young boy
cum onto the mirror.

"Thats fucking nice" Leon murmered and he then put his hand on the back of
my head and pushed my face down against the cum covered mirror.  I began to
lick my own cum of the surface as Leon guided my head making sure that I
swallowed every last drop.

Once Leon was sure that I was done he pulled me up and kissed me, tasting
the mixture of both or spunk that remained on my lips and around my mouth.

He stepped back.

"Good?" he asked.

"Yeah" I said and I smiled.

"You have got a great arse mate, but thats not the first time you have been
fucked is it?"

"Err... no" I admitted and Leon laughed.

"I thought not, you took it too well for it to be your first time" Leon
said and he reached out and took me into his arms.  I ran my hands over his
body and stood there enjoying the warmth of his muscular body.  Leon sat
down on the gym bench and pulled me onto his lap.  I felt very tired and I
began to drift of to sleep in his hold.

"Do you like being fucked Sam?"  he asked quietly.

"Err yeah I guess so" I said sleepily.

"Good, cause I enjoyed fucking you mate" he said quietly, but I did not
hear him because I had fallen asleep.



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