Date: Mon, 25 Aug 2008 12:18:29 +0000
From: Andy Mitchell <andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: ST:Ferret chapter 9

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WARNING! WARNING! This story contains situations where boys find themselves
expressing desires for homosexual relationships.

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Previously In Ferret

Looking into his eyes, full of lust, I gasped out the fateful words.

"I want to feel you inside me, Billy, I need to feel you inside me."

He shook his head, but my lips found his again and my hands held his face
still.  I kissed him deeply, meaningfully, wantonly.  I felt the resistance
leave his body and I slid one hand down to his and removed his finger from
inside me.  I grasped his rock hard six inches and coated it with our sweat
and my cum.  I moved my body into position and gently placed his cock head
against my hole.

"Please Billy, make love to me," I whimpered.

He eased his body upwards and I felt my pucker quiver as his thick cock
head tried to penetrate me.  I remembered all that the twins had told me
about taking a dick up inside you and pushed with all my strength.  I
wanted this more than anything.

Pain, worse than the belting I had received earlier, flashed into my brain
as his cock stretched my hole before my body accepted the top end of his
love tool inside me.  Sweat poured off me even more than before.

"Just let yourself get used to it Matt," Billy whispered.  "I can wait."

I held him, kissed him, loved him, as my body got used to the invader.  I
nodded to him to let him know to continue and he slowly pushed himself
further into me, little by little, in and out before finally I felt his
balls nestle against my crack.  I smiled to myself as I kissed him.  He
began a thrusting motion into me, but I knew he was struggling with me on
top.  I put my arms around him and initiated the roll which his larger body
completed.  Surprisingly his cock remained imbedded within me.  I wrapped
my legs around his waist, crossing and locking my feet on his beautifully
curved butt.  He started his thrusting again and immediately hit my inner
button.  My cock stiffened back to its full glory.  Billy leaned into me
and I lifted myself up to meet his lips.  I wrapped my arms around him, and
he continued to slide in and out of me.  He was pulling almost all the way
out, stretching my pucker with his cockhead, before pushing it back in
until his balls and hair nestled against my cheeks.  We stayed in this
rhythm for several minutes before I felt my ardour rise once again.  I
moaned and gasped, my mouth leaving his, and I whimpered as my second
orgasm racked my body.  I felt my ass tighten over Billy's shaft and his
pumping became more urgent.  His careful, considerate lovemaking was over
as his own needs took over.  His thrusts became harder and he gripped my
body closer to him.  I held on to him, basking in his love, as he made love
to my body.  Billy was whimpering himself now, and I heard a mumbled jumble
of Matt, love, god, and so hot and tight.  Finally I felt him start to
shudder slightly and he grasped me harder and held me tight as he pumped
himself into me one final time, holding me still as I'm sure I felt his
cock shoot, spurt after spurt, inside me.  This caught me by surprise and
my body reacted the only way it knew how by climaxing for a third time,
this time dry.

Billy collapsed on top of me, and we lay there, spent, panting.  The room
stank of hot sweaty sex.  I heard noises at my door and turned to see Bobby
and Chris, open mouthed, staring at us in shock.



Chapter Nine

"What the...?" came out out of Chris's mouth.

"What the fuck?" came out of Bobby's.

"Oh shit, Chris..." came out of Billy's mouth.

"Oh God that was good," came out of mine.  I never was the quickest
sometimes in situations like this.

Billy pulled out of me and leapt towards Chris.

"I can explain Chris, please don't jump to conclusions," he begged our Dad.

Chris looked at me, laying in blissful exhaustion, on the bed, and
obviously couldn't process his thoughts into order as he pulled away from
the oncoming twin.

"I'll talk to both of you later, I need to think," he said as he left the
doorway and walked towards the stairs.  He was obviously heading for the
sanctuary of his study, which we weren't allowed into without permission, a
rule that we had never broken.  Billy followed after him, sounds of sobbing
starting to emit from the boy who had just fulfilled me.

"Well this is all very interesting Ferret," Bobby said softly, coming over
to sit beside me.

I looked up at him, my eyes still slightly glazed from the sex I had just
experienced.  "Um, I think me and Billy just fucked up, didn't we?"

"Well you certainly fucked!" Bobby exclaimed, giggling slightly at his
joke, before turning serious.  "If you wanted fucking, why didn't you ask
me?  I would have and Billy wouldn't have screwed up with Dad!"

"It kinda just happened," I explained.  "We were talking about things and
sex came up and we kissed and it just went from there.  We didn't mean it
to, but it did."

A tear started to roll from my eye as I heard Chris's raised voice from
downstairs and a slam of a door.  Bobby bolted from beside me to check on
his brother.  The twins walked past my room and towards their "shared"
room, and the door shut behind them.  I pulled on some shorts and a shirt
and headed towards their room.  I listened at the door to hear Billy
sobbing and his brother trying to console him.  Guilt reared it's head in
my heart as the thought of having ruined Billy and Chris's relationship
crashed into me.  I ran downstairs and burst through the study door.  A
stunned Chris was sat at behind his desk, a glass of wine in one hand and a
picture of the three of us in another.

"Matthew! You know you aren't allowed in here without permission," he
scolded me.

"Don't care!" I blabbed out.  "You can whup me later for that.  I need to
talk to you about what you saw.  It wasn't Billy's fault, it was mine."

Chris almost chuckled.  "What, you forced him to have sex with you?  I
think Billy is a bit stronger than you Matthew and he could have held you
off!"

"No, well, yes, um sort off..." I mumbled out.

A look, I don't quite know how to describe it, flashed across Chris's face,
and the guilt reared up again inside me.  I felt my stomach double flip and
I took a big gulp of air and collapsed into the chair opposite from my Dad.

"Dad," I began, thinking that may be a good starting point to get him to
listen.  "I had a really really confusing day at school.  I met this boy
who started today, and I think I really like him, you know, like him like
him."

Chris looked a little confused and before he knew what had happened stung
me with "so you came home and banged your brother?"

That hurt.  My chin hit my chest.  A couple of tears began to fall from my
eyes as I looked back at Chris.

"I also got in a fight with the Blacks."

"WHAT?" Chris said, raising his voice slightly.  "I thought we'd talked
about fighting."

"They were calling Billy and Bobby names and I couldn't let them get away
with it."

Chris sat thoughtful for a moment.  He motioned me to continue.

"Anyway I got sent to Coach Garrison for punishment but I also played
really well in rugby practice and have made the team for the match against
Harmside Road on Thursday.  After practice, Ben and me showered together
and he kinda jerked me off.  I think I have fallen for him, but I'm so
confused about it all."

Chris looked at me trying to take it all in.

"So where did Billy fit into all of this?" he asked.

"We sorta got into a bit of a fight on the way home and..."

"Wait a second," Chris interrupted.  "You had a fight with your brother?
What happened to the Three Musketeers' code that you live by?"

"That's kinda what kicked off what you saw.  Bobby came in to apologise and
I did too.  We got talking about what had been happening recently like we
do sometimes and he was cuddling me as normal.  We got talking about Ben
amongst other things and I got, um, "

"Horny?" Chris offered.

I nodded my head.

"Billy did say no, he really did, but I ignored him and made him feel
guilty about hitting me and calling me Bobby's sex toy,"

"Billy said WHAT?" Chris interrupted again.

Man am I getting Billy into more shit or what.  Well done Ferr!

"He didn't mean it like that," I retracted, trying to smooth over the last
comment.  "Anyway, I did kinda force him to the point of no return.  I know
that you are okay with Bobby and me messing around sexually, so I didn't
think you would mind too much if I did something with Billy, just this
once.  I swear it will never happen again.  I'll even move out if you want,
just so you know Billy won't do anything again with me."

"That's low Matthew," Chris said chuckling this time.  "You know I'm never
going to throw you out, but you keep using that promise to smooth over any
problems we get.  Come here."

Chris swung his chair slightly so he was turned from his desk, allowing me
access to his lap.  I scrambled into it, forward facing, my knees either
side of Chris's legs so I could hug my Dad.  He pulled me in tightly and
gave me a kiss on the top of my head.

"Look Matthew, I've told you before that any problems you have, you can
come to me.  I may not have been through quite as much as you have, but I
have been through enough that I can help most times."

I nodded into his chest, tears beginning to fall against his chest as I
realized what a great Dad I'd found and how close I was to nearly screwing
it up.

"Now, about the fighting with the Blacks," he started.

I pulled away slightly so I could look at him.

"I've already been caned five times by the Coach.  Can't that be enough?"
I begged, trying to pull off a plea bargain for the grounding I knew would
be coming.

"When are you supposed to be going round to your new friend's house?" Chris
asked.

How the fuck? I swear he has physic powers at times.

"Um, tonight, if that's okay.  Ben say's his dad will drive me back before
curfew."  I put on my best puppy dog eyes for him.

Chris immediately averted his gaze, having fallen prey far too many times.

"Okay here's your only offer, you can go round tonight after you have done
your homework,"

"Already done it,"

"and you can play in the rugby game on Thursday.  That should be punishment
for you anyway playing that damn silly sport."

I covered Chris's face with kisses and thanking him numerous times.

"HOWEVER!" stopping me in my tracks, "you are ground for a five school
nights and the weekend."

AW MAN!!!! Not the weekend.  The twins and I had planned on going to the
cinema.  I tried the puppy dog eyes again, but to no avail.  I accepted the
sentence and got up off Chris.

"Dad, please forgive Billy though.  Don't punish him, he's cut up about
this already.  I heard him bawling after he'd been to see you," I said,
trying to buy my brother some credit.

Chris looked at me, thoughtful, before waving me off and asking me to send
Billy back down to see him.

I ran upstairs and approached the still closed door of the twins room.  I
could hear Bobby's voice telling his brother it would be okay, and a few
snuffles which I guess was Billy.  I knocked and asked to come in.

"Okay," Bobby replied.

I opened the door and saw Billy face down on his bed with Bobby sat beside
him, stroking his brother's head.

"Um, Chris wants to see you Billy," I said.  "It's gonna be okay though.
I've been in and explained what happened and I said it was all my fault."

Billy looked at me and smiled weakly.

"It wasn't though Matt, part of me has been jealous of Bobby for a while
and I think I wanted it as much as you did."

He got up and cupped my face, pecking me on the cheek.

"You're a good kid Matthew Franklin, remember that," Billy said, pulling on
a top before heading down to see Dad.

I plonked myself on Billy's bed next to Bobby, exhausted emotionally.

"So you tell Dad everything?" he asked.

"Yeah, the fights, the caning, the stuff in the shower with Ben,"

"What?" Bobby exclaimed.

Foot in mouth again Ferret!

"Yeah, um, me and Ben kinda fooled around a little in the shower after
practice, no-one saw us, I think."

"Whaddya mean you think?  If anyone catches you, especially the Blacks,
they'll make your life hell.  You know how posh schools are about gays.
Most of them fuck the arses off each other but only behind closed doors
where no-one knows.  You do it in public and you'll be on your knees every
bloody breaktime time with a queue of boys to service."

Trust little Matt down there to make his presence known at this point
thinking about that!

"Damn that sounds kinda hot Bobby, do you really think so?" I fluttered my
eyes at him and received a punch in the arm as a reply.

"Yeah right, you'd love it so much for the Black's to be the ones taking
their turn!"

Ouch!  Hit me where it hurts.

"Okay okay, look no-one saw us okay and we'll be careful.  That is if he'll
want anything to do with me after I've been there tonight."  I said.

Bobby looked incredulous.  "You still going?  I thought you'd be grounded
for sure."

"I am, just not tonight, Dad's way cool you know."  I gushed, still not
quite believing it myself.  "Anyway, gotta go ring Ben to see what time to
get round there."

I bounced off the bed and downstairs to the lounge and picked up the phone,
punching in Ben's number.

A man's voice answered on the fourth ring.

"Hi, Mr Hurst?  Is Ben there please, it's Matthew Franklin from school," I
said, using my phone voice.  This was something that had the twins in
stitches everytime I answered the phone, but I'd noticed Chris used a
different voice on the phone to his normal way of speaking.  It was clearer
and more precise in his pronunciation.

"Hold on a moment, he's been expecting you," Mr Hurst replied.

I heard him shout Ben's name and for him to get his sorry ass from off his
Wii and get to the phone.  I was still giggling when an out of breath Ben
said hi.

"What are you laughing at cane boy?" he retorted.

"Just wondering what your sorry ass is doing later?"

"You can come out?  Man I thought your old man would ground you after the
fight.  He signed the note off then?" Ben asked.

"He doesn't know about the note.  I'll tell you later, it's not safe to
talk about that.  So what time can I come round?"

"Hold on a sex...DAAAAAD WHAT TIME SHOULD MATT GET HERE FOR?......About six
if that's okay...Matt?? Matt?? You still there?"

"Sorry is someone saying something as I think I have gone deaf!" I giggled
down the phone, but only kidding slightly.  Man that boy has a pair of
lungs on him.

"Oh ha ha cane butt boy, just get your skinny ass round here for then!" Ben
replied.  "See ya in a bit."

"Yeah, you too."

I put the phone down and turned to see a smiling Billy coming out of the
study.  He flashed me an okay sign before heading back upstairs.

"Dad, can you take me round Ben's in about fifteen please?" I asked.

"Sure thing, just let me speak with Bobby and you go put a decent set of
clothes on," he said, swatting me on the backside.

I grimaced slightly, which he saw.

"Sorry Matt, I forgot you'd been caned," Dad said, rubbing my shoulders.

I ran upstairs and put on my nicest Ben Sherman shirt and a pair of three
quarter length shorts.  I fiddled with my hair to make sure it was spiked
to perfection, earning a giggle from Billy who had walked in the bathroom
to clean his hands after doing his art homework.

"You look dressed to thrill Fez," he said.

"Hope so," I told him.  "I really wanna make a good impression with Ben.
He's not like the other kids in my year, he's not afraid of the Blacks and
what people think if he hangs with me."

I got a hug from Billy as Chris was yelling at me to get a move on.  I ran
downstairs and put on my trainers and bundled myself into Chris's BMW and
we sped off towards the Hurst's house.



End of chapter.

I thought that would be a good place to stop so I can concentrate the next
chapter on Ferret's evening with Ben.  I hope that I managed to smooth
everything over in the household okay, although there could be a couple of
issues still remaining.

Anyway hope you all enjoyed it, and sorry again for the delay in posting.
The next chapter also may take a while as I will be writing the next
chapter of Life, which I have neglected terribly over the last few months.

Peace, love and chocolate marshmellows.