Date: Fri, 24 Apr 2009 12:22:40 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Grant's Comeuppance part eight

GRANT'S COMEUPPANCE. Part  eight.

GRANT'S STORY  continued.
This is a homosexual fantasy involving  sex between men and boys. If it is
illegal for you to read it for any reason  please leave now. Because it is a
fantasy the sex will be unprotected. In real  life please practise safe
sex.
I propped myself up on my elbow  and looked deep into Mark's beautiful
green eyes, and  sighed.
"Oh Mark, when are we going to be  able to see each other again?"
Mark smiled lovingly at me and  idly stroked my chest.
"I've had an idea about that Baby.  Your Mom gets back about 10:30
tonight, and your Dad will be home this weekend?"
"Er, yeah. My Dad will be back  midday Friday; he'll be here until  Sunday
afternoon."
"Are you in bed when your Mom gets  home?"
"Er, no, we usually sit and have a  drink and a chat for 20 minutes or so,
and then I go to bed. What do you want to  know for?"
"I'm going to wait until she gets  home and then I've got an idea I'm
going to put to her. If she agrees it'll mean  we'll have an excuse to see
each other; say Wednesdays, and Fridays and  Sundays."
I sat up and bounced up and down on the bed.
"That's brilliant Mark, what's the  idea?"
Mark explained that the Gym he and  Steve used ran a free, Council funded,
self-defence and street credibility  programme for disadvantaged local boys
or local boys who were known to the  Police to keep them out of the gang
culture that was springing up. The course  was also open to boys like me; we
could take the course for a small fee. The  owner of the Gym, Harry, was an
old, close friend of Steve's; he'd had a fling  with Steve when Steve was a
teenager. He'd got brilliant gaydar (Mark explained  what that was) and he
let Mark or Steve know when he thought any new boy was gay  and would agree to
have sex and probably do porn films. Then Mark and/or Steve  would approach
the boy and they usually successfully picked them up. Harry also  picked
out boys for himself who he thought would take to being dominated and he
trained them as sex-slaves; Harry was heavily into BDSM. It was a reciprocal
agreement; so if Mark or Steve found boys who showed BDSM tendencies they'd
introduce them to Harry. Mark told me that he and Steve sometimes filmed BDSM
 movies for Harry, starring Harry himself, a few other like-minded guys,
and any  teen/twink slaves that were available. The two councillors who had
set up the  course and oversaw it were friends of Harry and Steve too, as was
the Chief  Constable so there were never any problems about what went on at
the Gym.
Mark continued that The Gym was in  an old warehouse in a derelict part of
town, and only those in the know knew  that there was access to an
underground cellar which, apart from being Harry's  Sex Dungeon and where he trained
his slaves, and where they shot the BDSM  movies, had several bedrooms where
Mark and I could have sex. I was so excited  at the prospect of having sex
with Mark three times a week and I told him that  if it worked it would be
great, but somehow I didn't think my Mom and Dad would  go for it. Mark told
me to leave everything to him and then said we'd better  shower and get
dressed before my Mom came home.
We'd showered and dressed  and were in the kitchen having a drink when Mom
got home; she was ten minutes  early! She was surprised to see Mark still
here and asked for an explanation.  Mark made an apology and then began to
tell her that he'd been surprised at how  small I was for my age, and had
wondered if I could look after myself, was  street wise, because some of the
areas locally were becoming gang orientated. So  while he was repairing my PC he'
d chatted to me and found out that Terry looked  after me at school and
when we were out together. However when Terry wasn't  around I'd told him that
I did get bullied occasionally; but nothing too  serious. Mom interrupted
and asked why I hadn't told her. I said that it wasn't  much really and that
I hadn't wanted to worry her.
Mark butted in and explained about  the Gym and its self-defence and street
awareness programme, stressing the  Council's involvement. The course
consisted of an exercise programme and a  course of seminars. He told Mom that he'
d got a cousin, Stevie, who'd been a bit  of a tearaway and got in with the
wrong crowd. So last year Mark had enrolled  him in the Gym's course and
within a few months his behaviour had improved by  leaps and bounds as had his
physical development. Mark explained that there was  also the advantage
that I'd be meeting other boys who came from the rougher  areas of the city and
becoming friends with them at the Gym could also help me  when I was out
and about. Mark said that I'd got a great personality and he  never doubted
that I'd be able to make friends at the Gym.
Then Mark offered to come around  on Friday night and we could follow him
to the Gym to see what it was like for  ourselves; he said that the Gym was a
bit difficult to find the first time from  just the address. He added that
he used the Gym himself and suggested that if I  did take up the programme he
'd arrange for my lessons to be on the nights that  he was there; that way
he could pick me up after school to take me there. Mark  added that some
nights he would have to go and do some business before getting  back around 7
p.m. for his work-out,  and then he'd be able to run me home afterwards to
see that I wasn't late. Mom  asked about me doing my homework and about having
something to eat and drink,  and Mark said that there was an office with a
computer that I could use for my  homework, and Harry, the Gym owner, who'd
oversee me when Mark wasn't there,  would see that I got something to eat
and drink. There'd be a small charge for  the food of course, but the Gym was
non-profit making so it would be  cheap.
Mark was using all his  considerable charm on Mom and I could see that she
was at least considering the  idea. I chipped in by saying that Terry's
workouts were O.K. for keeping fit but  that was all; I was prepared to give the
Gym a go. Mom looked at the clock and  said she'd try and phone Dad adding
that both of them were a bit worried about  my "fragility" as she put it.
So she went into the living room to telephone Dad.  I was jubilant and rushed
over and kissed Mark who kissed me back then whispered  for me to go back
to my chair, we didn't want to spoil anything now. Mom was  back in a couple
of minutes; she said that Dad thought it might be a good idea  and suggested
that Mark call round at 6:30  p.m. on Friday night. I could hardly hide my
excitement and as soon  as Mom had showed Mark out I said thank you, kissed
her goodnight, and went to  bed.
I slept really well and got up  early Thursday morning. Even though I'd got
a raging hard-on I was determined  not to wank off until Friday; I was sure
Mark would find a way for us to have  sex. I pissed in the shower then
eased the buttplug from my arsehole before  sitting on the pan to evacuate my
bowels. I gave myself an enema then showered,  dressed, breakfasted and set
off for school. My obvious elation caused Terry to  ask why I was so happy.
When I told him I was seeing my boyfriend on Friday his  only comment was "Don'
t you mean man friend?" And we continued to school  in silence. Terry's
attitude thawed a bit during the day and he was back to  normal when we cycled
home from school. I went round his house and after doing  our homework we
used the garage gym. I kept throwing a boner, I couldn't help  it, I kept
remembering how good Mark's cock had felt in my arsehole when he  fucked me;
and Terry playfully said I was a disgusting little bugger. I managed  not to
wank off before I went to bed, but Friday morning I had a raging hard-on
that wouldn't go down; I still was determined not to wank off, so it was back
to  tight Speedos under my school shorts. When I told Terry about going to
the Gym  on the night he seemed a touch upset, but he was still friendly
enough.
After school I went straight home,  Dad was back and after I'd done my
homework we had a nice family meal, even my  Sister turned up! We talked about
this and that and the Gym, Mom kept saying  what a charming man Mark was.
Little did she know that he was fucking her 14  year old son and starring him
in porn movies! After the meal my Sister left for  her boyfriend's and I went
to get ready. I did enemas until the water ran clear,  and then I sucked on
the buttplug coating it with loads of my saliva and gently  eased it into
my arsehole. It went in easily without hardly any pain. My cock  was still
hard and leaking precum, it had been on and off all day, so I put on  my still
precum damp Speedos under my best cargo shorts. I put on my best  T-shirt
and trainers and went downstairs just before 6:30 p.m. I noticed that Mom had
titivated herself up a  bit and was wearing her best perfume.
At 6:25 the doorbell rang, Mom beat me to it and ushered  Mark into the
living room and introduced him to Dad. Once again Mark was dressed  in black
Levi 501's, a thin white cotton polo-neck, and a short, black Levi  jacket.
Dad and Mark talked for a few minutes and Dad seemed to take to him  straight
away. When we went outside Dad was impressed with Mark's car and I was
enthusiastic about it too, my Parents didn't know that I'd already been in it.
Mark asked if I'd like to ride with him and my Parents laughed at my
obvious  delight and gave their permission; so we set off in the two cars. As soon
as we  pulled away from the curb I groped Mark who groped me back then told
me we'd  better wait until later. I started to sulk, but Mark chuckled and
told me that  somehow or another he was going to fuck his pussyboy tonight.
That really  cheered me up and my cock jerked in anticipation.
The Gym was in a derelict part of  town and the car-park had a high steel
fence around it; there was a sign saying  HARRY'S GYM hanging over the double
doors of the large 2 storey building. Mark  sounded his horn and almost
immediately an attractive, sexy young black guy in a  tight white singlet and
tight white shorts came out and unlocked the gates to  the car-park. Mark
spoke to him, calling him Jason; he was 6 feet tall with a  great body; and he
had a big bulge in his shorts. When we'd parked and got out  of the cars
Jason locked up and led us into the building. There was a reception  desk on
the right, and on the left there were a couple of doors. Jason opened  the
first door and ushered us into the room before going back behind the  reception
desk.
An older guy dressed in training  shorts and a tight muscle T-shirt got up
from behind a large desk, with a  desktop PC on one side, and Mark
introduced him to us. Of course it was Harry;  he was ruggedly handsome and 6 ft 2
inches tall with a solid body and big  tattooed biceps. You could tell that he
kept himself fit, his pecs and stomach  muscles were well defined under his
T-shirt; and his nipples were large and  prominent. His salt and pepper
hair was cropped short and his salt and pepper  full beard was trimmed really
short, I suppose you'd call it stubble. I couldn't  help but notice that he'
d got a long, large bulge in his shorts, so I guessed  that he'd got a big
cock. Harry's brown eyes twinkled when he spoke to me and  his handshake was
firm and strong; I found out later that he was 61, but he  didn't look it.
Harry explained in a deep booming voice that he'd had a  commission in the
SAS before retiring so he had no problems with discipline at  the Gym. Harry
offered to show us around and I heard Mark say to Mom that the  office would
be where I could do my homework as Harry ushered us from the  office.
The first room he took us to  was about 50 feet by 60 feet and contained a
boxing ring and an area of exercise  mats where a middle aged Asian guy was
teaching half a dozen boys Judo, they  ranged in age from 12 to 20. There
were 2 fit guys in their 20's sparring in the  boxing ring, being trained by
another fit young guy about 25 years old. Unused  in one corner of the room
was some gymnastics equipment. Harry then showed us  the connected shower
room which contained 6 hand basins, six toilet cubicles and  a stainless steel
shower area with a dozen shower heads. The room was spotlessly  clean and
Harry explained that the boys and young men who trained next door  cleaned it
in rotation. Then he took us into and even larger room which  contained lots
of the usual modern gym equipment and there were 20 or more boys  and young
men using the equipment. Harry said that there was a similar, but  larger,
shower room connected to that room too.
As we were leaving the room Mark  stopped and spoke to a half-caste lad on
an exercise bike; I only realised it  was Stevie B when he looked in Mark's
direction, he'd had his afro cropped  short. Mark introduced him as his
cousin, Stevie, and Harry came up and told Mom  and Dad what an excellent
student he'd become. While they were talking Stevie B  took the opportunity to
wink at me; I grinned and winked back. After a couple of  minutes we continued
our tour. I was glad I'd put my Speedos on, the feel of the  buttplug up my
arsehole and the sight of all the sexy, semi-naked boys and guys  in the
Gym, along with the knowledge that Mark had promised he'd fuck me  tonight,
were keeping my cock hard and I was leaking  precum.
I was walking by Mark's side, as  was my Mom on his other side; my Dad was
in front walking with Harry who had his  arm around Dad's shoulder. I
noticed that my Dad appeared to be more interested  in looking at the boys and the
young men than looking at the surroundings! To  cut to the chase the rest
of the ground floor consisted of a small swimming  pool, a sauna, a
kitchen/diner, a TV lounge and games room for table tennis,  cards etc, and finally
Harry told us that he had a private room behind the  office, but we didn't
get to see that.
Harry told us that the second  storey was empty apart from a classroom
where the seminars on self-defence were  taught. Harry said that the Council
were eventually hoping to turn the whole  floor into an IT centre; but it would
need a lot of money spending as the whole  building would need renovating;
so it could take years. At the end of the tour  we finished up in the
kitchen; Jason was there and he made us all a drink, water  for Mark, Harry and
me, coffee for Mom and Dad. As he served us Jason smiled and  winked at me; he
was so handsome and sexy that my cock jerked and I blushed when  I smiled
back. Mark asked my parents what they thought and they said they were
impressed and agreed that I could join the Gym. Dad seemed very eager for me to
join, and it was Mom who made the proviso that if my schoolwork deteriorated I
'd  have to pack it in. Mark said that was only fair adding that the Gym's
hours  were midday to 11 at night but it was  closed by 4 in the afternoon
on Tuesdays and Thursdays; so he suggested  Wednesday and Friday nights and
Sunday afternoons after lunch, which we all  agreed on.
Harry took us back to his office  and while my parents were signing the
consent forms he explained to them that  I'd need to have a mini-medical,
height, weight, blood test, muscle to fat  ratio, etc. Then I'd have to have an
aptitude test on various pieces of  equipment so that he could work out an
exercise programme for me; adding that it  would probably take a couple of
hours. Mark quickly suggested that if my parents  wanted to go home he'd have a
work-out himself and then run me home when Harry  had finished with me. My
parents agreed, Harry rang Reception and asked Jason to  unlock the
car-park, and at 8:00 p.m.  they left me in Harry and Marks' care; hooray, I
thought, I was going to get  fucked!
As soon as they left Harry's  office Mark embraced me and we snogged while
groping each other. My cock which  had gone down to three-quarters hard
during the tour sprang to attention and  Mark's cock soon stiffened too. We were
getting carried away, I was ready to  drop my shorts and have Mark bend me
over the desk and fuck me there and then  when Harry coughed.
"OK Mark, I can see that he's a  very sexy young fucker, but if you can
hold on for a minute I'll take you  downstairs."
As we broke apart Harry punched in  a code using a keypad on the wall next
to it to unlock a door at the back of the  office; he flicked on the lights
and led us down a staircase, the stairs and  floor and ceiling were painted
black. We were holding hands and squeezing them.  At the bottom of the
stairs was a long passage, the walls and floor and ceiling  were painted black
too. About a quarter of the way down Harry opened a door on  the right,
flicked on the lights, and ushered us into a  room.
"This is your room for the next  hour and a half guys!"
I looked around, the room was  brightly lit with concealed lighting and the
walls and ceiling were mirror  tiled; the floor was carpeted. In one
corner, against the wall, was a large  double bed covered with a black rubber
sheet. There were several pillows  scattered on the bed which took up most of
the room. There was a large bedside  cabinet with a clock on it and a towel
rack with half a dozen towels above it.  On the left wall as you opened the
door was another door which Harry  opened.
"This is the bathroom; it's shared  with the bedroom next door."
I peered in and saw a pan, a  bidet, hand basin, and a double walk-in
shower; the room was all white tiles and  stainless steel. I was still squeezing
Mark's hand and couldn't wait for Harry  to go, but Harry spoke to Mark.
"I'm going to be having a sex  session with young Stevie B in half an hour
or so, the little fucker owes me a  big favour. How do you feel about us
joining you and your pussyboy for a  four-way?"
Mark turned to  me.
"What do you think Baby? I guess  I'm up for it if you are."
Harry gave Mark a funny look when  he asked me for my opinion; and then I
remembered that Harry trained sex-slaves,  so I supposed that they didn't
have opinions, or weren't allowed to voice them.  I didn't fancy that, Mark
and I were a couple, not master and slave. I was about  to say no when I
thought of how sexy Stevie B was; and I did want to see how big  Harry's cock
was. I hadn't had sex since Wednesday and I didn't really know if I  was going
to start the Gym this Sunday, and finally I really enjoyed having  group
sex. So I grinned up at Mark and reached out and squeezed his hard  cock.
"I'm up for it too Mark, but only  after we've made love on our own!"
Harry sort of snorted when I said  "made love"; I guessed it was only ever
sex and control with  him.
"OK Harry, come back in about half  an hour, Grant and I should be ready
for a sexy four-some by then. Oh, no  master/slave stuff though, we're not
into that; neither is Stevie B to my  recollection."
Harry smiled broadly, leered at  me, and groped his bulge which was
noticeably bigger than  earlier.
"No problem Mark, I just want my  balls drained! And no the little fucker'
s not into BDSM but he likes to have his  tight little boypussy fucked hard!"

Harry leered at me again, and then  left closing the door behind him. We
quickly stripped off and Mark told me to  hang my clothes on the pegs behind
the door saying that my Mom might be  suspicious if I went home in creased
clothes. Then, finally, we were naked on  the bed and I was in Mark's arms. We
kissed tenderly for a few minutes our hands  roaming our bodies until I
broke the kiss and I looked into Mark's beautiful  green eyes and whispered
huskily.
"Fuck me now Mark, I'm so worked  up I could cum just kissing!"
Mark gave a wide  grin.
"OK Baby, I'm with you. I presume  you're cleaned out, but do you want to
be lubed?"
"Yes I'm clean, and no I don't  want lube, your spit will be enough."
We manoeuvred around until Mark  was leaning with his upper back against
the wall with a couple of pillows behind  him. Then I straddled his body and
backed up until my arse was in his face. Mark  gently pulled the buttplug
from my arsehole and put it on the cabinet. Then, as  Mark pulled my
arse-cheeks apart, gobbed on my pucker and started to tongue my  crack and pucker, I
sank my mouth around his thick, throbbing, 7 inch cock.  Producing as much
saliva as I could I slobbered all over Mark's juicy cock,  continually
swallowing his ample precum and my saliva. I was writhing with  pleasure as Mark,
after gobbing on my pucker, worked his long thick tongue into  my arsehole. I
was enjoying being rimmed, as Mark called it, more and more. I  didn't try
to swallow Mark's cock; I wanted it up my arsehole badly and just  tried to
get it as wet as possible. I looked at myself in the mirrors; it was so
sexy seeing myself sucking on Mark's big juicy cock. Mark by now was stretching
 my sphincter with three of his thick fingers; continually gobbing onto
them as  he did so. I was getting too worked up, I wanted fucking oh so badly,
so I  lifted off Mark's cock and looked over my shoulder at him and  gasped.
"Fuck me now Mark, quick before I  cum!"
Within seconds I was on my back, a  pillow stuffed under my bum, and with
my legs locked behind my arms. Mark placed  his knob against my pucker and
our eyes locked as I  gasped.
"Fuck me Mark, fuck your cock into  my boypussy in one go, then start
fucking me, don't  wait."
"O.K. Baby if that's what you  want."
Not waiting for my reply Mark  pushed forwards and his cock broke through
my sphincter and he didn't stop  feeding me his cock until his loose ballbag
hit my hairless buttocks; and then  he started to fuck me with long, slow
strokes. I'd gasped as Mark's cock had  broken through my sphincter, but I'd
enjoyed the brief stab of pain. Mark leaned  in and we kissed tenderly, our
tongues duelling. Within a couple of minutes I  felt my orgasm building as
Mark's thick cock rubbed back and forth across my  prostate. I sucked hard on
Mark's tongue and my body stiffened, and then my  boycum started to shoot
from my jerking cock landing between my stiff little  nipples then down onto
my quivering belly.
Mark continued to steadily plough  his throbbing cock up and down my colon
and my cock stayed hard. It must have  taken Mark 15 minutes to cum and all
the while he kept up his long slow fuck of  my arsehole. The sensations his
thick cock caused as it ploughed steadily up and  down my arsehole were
driving me towards another orgasm. When Mark finally came  he cupped his hands
under my shoulders pulling my body onto his cock as he  forced it as far into
my arsehole as it could go. I loved the sensation of his  ropes of thick
spunk splattering against my colon walls. Mark couldn't have had  sex since we
were last together because he filled my arsehole with a massive  load of
thick spunk. When he'd finished cumming Mark left his hard cock rammed  up my
arsehole and leaned back. Our eyes locked again and Mark took hold of my
rigid, throbbing 4 inch cock, gobbed on it, and began to slowly but firmly
toss  it, causing me to moan with added pleasure. Mark used his other hand to
fondle  and gently squeeze my balls, and he was flexing his cock in my
arsehole.
Just then the door opened, I  turned to look, it was Harry and Stevie B,
and they were both naked with stiff  cocks. Still moaning with pleasure I
looked Harry up and down. His pecs and  stomach muscles were well defined and he
had a small, hard, hairy, paunch. His  nipples were dark brown, large, and
very prominent with big silver nipple-rings  through them and star tattoos
around them. He had a hairy chest and hairy legs,  but his large balls were
in a shaved, tight ballbag and his pubes were trimmed.  I could see hair
between his legs so I guessed that he had a hairy arsehole too.  My eyes widened
as I looked at Harry's cock which stuck out at 90 degrees to his  body, it
was the biggest I'd seen in real life. His cut cock was 9 inches long  with
a purple, flared knob that had a long wide cock-slit and was a little
thicker than his cock-shaft, which was covered with thick twisting veins and it
must have been 8 inches thick in circumference. I gulped trying to imagine
what  that monster cock would feel like in my arsehole.
Then I threw my head back, arched  my back and groaned even louder. Stevie
B was across the room and onto the bed  in a shot and before I shot my first
thin rope of boycum his mouth had covered  my cock. Mark held my foreskin
back and Stevie B started to suck and tongue my  knob as I started to shoot.
It felt great! When I'd finished cumming for the  second time that evening
Stevie B scurried up the bed and we started kissing;  he'd saved most of my
boycum and we were trading it back and forth. Although  Mark's hard cock was
still inside my arsehole he and Harry untangled my legs and  Mark held them
by the ankles high and wide apart exposing my spunk covered body.  Harry
looked me up and down and sort of purred.
"Mmmmmm boycum, it's my second  most favourite thing!"
He looked at my arse-cheeks and  Mark's neck.
"Oh, I see that you've marked  yourselves as each others' property."
Then Harry promptly began to  tongue my first load of boycum off my now
exposed body, pausing to nibble on my  erect nipples, causing me to groan. Then
Mark spoke to Stevie B and  me.
"Don't swallow that boycum lads,  when you've finished feed it to me I'm
going to use it for something  else."
When Harry had cleaned my body he  spoke to Mark.
"You get Stevie B's boypussy ready  for my big fat cock; I'm going to help
myself to my favourite thing, fresh warm  cum from a pussyboy's boypussy."
Stevie B broke the kiss, he'd kept  my boycum, and Mark eased his hard cock
from my arsehole. Stevie B and Mark  French kissed as they knelt either
side of my head, Stevie B feeding Mark my  boycum. I felt Harry pull my
arse-cheeks wide apart and sigh with pleasure. I  looked down; all I could see was
the top of his head as he dived for my  arse-crack. Then I felt Harry's
stubble scratching my arse-cheeks as he clamped  his mouth around my pucker.
Harry forced his tongue into my slightly open  arsehole and started to suck
hard, suctioning the mix of Mark's spunk and my  body juices into his mouth.
Stevie B and Mark finished kissing, and then Stevie  B knelt either side of my
head with his arms on the bed either side of my waist.  I looked up, I
could see Stevie B's thickish, stiff 5 inch cock; his tightish  foreskin was
peeled back and he was leaking precum. I opened my mouth to catch  the thin
rope of precum as it slowly descended from his cock-slit. Mark parted  Stevie B'
s muscled coffee coloured buttocks wide and spat my second load of  boycum
onto his pale-purple pucker before beginning to tongue fuck my boycum  into
Stevie B's arsehole. Soon Mark and Harry were finger-fucking our arseholes;
they kept changing hands to clean off their fingers. After several minutes
they  removed their fingers.
"O.K. Stevie B, your arsehole's  ready, you lie on your back so that Harry
can fuck you, and Grant, when we've  secured Stevie B to the bed, you get
over him in a 69 and I'll fuck you  again."
I moved to the head of the bed and  watched as Stevie B lay on his back in
the middle of it with his legs hanging  over the edge. He was grinning from
ear to ear and his rigid 5 inch cock was  jerking; his exposed torpedo
shaped, purple knob glistened with precum which had  started to run down his
thickish cock-shaft. Harry got a wide padded leather  belt from the cabinet and
handed it to Stevie B. who fastened it tightly around  his waist. Harry and
Mark pulled straps up from either side of the bed and  attached them to
hooks on the belt, cinching them tight. Harry could see that I  was looking
puzzled and as he stuffed a pillow under Stevie B's hard bubble-butt  he leered
at me and growled.
"The belt and straps are to hold  the little pussyboy's body in place,
because I'm gonna fuck his boypussy so hard  I'd shove his body through the
wall if he wasn't  secured!"
I looked at Stevie B, his eyes  were wide and shining and his grin had
gotten even wider; and his rigid cock was  jerking.
"O.K. Grant, get into a 69 and  feed Stevie B your cock; then hold his legs
up and apart before you start  sucking his cock. I'll start fucking you
first then you can watch how Harry  fucks; I think you'll find it awesome and a
turn-on."
I climbed over Stevie B's body and  leaning on my elbows I splayed my legs
out and fed my stiff cock into his mouth;  he grabbed my buttocks and pulled
me closer and my hard cock slid into his  throat. And then he sucked both
my man-sized balls into his mouth as well. I  shivered with pleasure as he
started swallowing, his throat muscles massaging my  knob. Stevie B threw his
legs up and I grabbed hold of them pulling them wide  apart. Harry
immediately spat on Stevie B's pucker and jabbed three thick  fingers into his
arsehole causing Stevie B's body to jolt. As Harry worked on  loosening Stevie B'
s sphincter even more I felt Mark pull my arse-cheeks apart  and gob on my
pucker then I felt his knob against it.
"O.K. Baby, I'm going to fuck you  now."
With that Mark sank his thick  juicy cock all the way into my arsehole and
stopped when his balls hit my  hairless buttocks.
"O.K. Grant, start sucking Stevie B, but  don't deep-throat his cock."
I dropped my head and took half of  Stevie B's precum leaking 5 inch cock
into my mouth and started sucking while  tonguing his torpedo shaped knob. I
watched as Harry removed his fingers and  placed his big, flared, purple
knob against Stevie B's pucker and  growled.
"O.K. pussyboy here it  comes!"
Harry rammed forwards and my eyes  went wide when the thick knob, and all
of Harry's huge, thick, 9 inch cock  disappeared straight into Stevie B's
arsehole; causing him to stop sucking my  cock and sort of scream around it.
Harry immediately pulled back until just his  knob was inside Stevie B's
arsehole then he rammed his huge cock back in to the  hilt; no wonder they had
to secure Stevie B to the bed I thought. Harry grabbed  Stevie B's ankles and
pushed his legs further back and wider apart so I dropped  my hands to the
bed. The next time Harry rammed his cock home his hard, hairy  belly just
about hit the top of my head.
As Harry got into his stride  Stevie B. fished my balls out of his mouth
and resumed sucking and tonguing my  cock shaft while working his throat
muscles on my knob. At the same time Mark  started to fuck my arsehole with the
same long, slow strokes he'd used before;  he was still making love to me.
The room was filled with the sound of our moans,  groans, and grunts and the
squelching of two cocks fucking in and out of two  tight young arseholes.
Every time Harry rammed his huge cock all the way back  into Stevie B's
arsehole he'd grunt and Stevie B would moan around my cock  sending shivers through
my young body. Although he was firmly secured to the bed  Harry was fucking
him so hard that Stevie B's body was jerking every time Harry  fucked into
him.
I reached down and started to  fondle Stevie B's balls in their tight
shaved ballbag. Stevie B responded  immediately and began fondling my balls.
Harry had only been pounding away at  Stevie B's arsehole for a couple of
minutes when I felt his balls start to  retract. I began to swallow and seconds
later Stevie B's spunk started to blast  from his rigid throbbing 5 inch cock
into my mouth. Stevie B came so much that I  had to admit defeat and let a
little of his tasty young spunk trickle from the  corners of my mouth to drip
onto his body. When he'd started cumming Stevie B  had pushed me up by my
hips so that my knob was in his mouth and then he began  sucking hard while
tonguing my knob and cock-shaft. He was an expert cock-sucker  and I knew
that, along with Mark's big juicy cock fucking my arsehole, I'd cum  again.
"That's it you dirty little  pussyboy, feed the kid the load of boycum
that my big fat cock's fucked out of  your baby balls! And now I'm going to
punch-fuck that worthless boypussy of  yours until you shoot another load!"
A muffled "NO!" escaped Stevie B's  lips, but he kept avidly working on my
cock. His cock had hardly softened; and I  soon sucked it back to full
hardness. Harry had kept pounding away at Stevie B's  arsehole while he was
filling my mouth with his spunk but what happened next was  even sexier, turning
me on even more. Harry yanked his monster cock from Stevie  B's arsehole,
dragging some of the bright red inner flesh out with it. He paused  for less
than a second before plunging his huge cock all the way back into  Stevie B'
s gaping arsehole forcing the red inner flesh back inside. Then Harry  did
two rapid fully deep strokes before yanking his huge cock out of Stevie B's
arsehole again and repeating the process. The moans and grunts and groans
and  the sound of the two big cocks squelching in and out of two young
arseholes got  louder. I was sure that Stevie B must be in pain but his groans were
gradually  turning to moans of pleasure as Harry continued to punch-fuck
his battered  arsehole. Precum was now oozing from his cock-slit and I was
happily swallowing  it, as was Stevie B swallowing mine.
My body was getting so much sexual  pleasure from Mark's juicy cock as he
lovingly fucked me, and along with Stevie  B's clever mouth which was sucking
my rigid cock so hard, it had me writhing  with pleasure. And watching Harry
's huge cock pounding in and out of Stevie B's  arsehole was really
turning me on. Within minutes I groaned around Stevie B's  cock and I thrust down
against Stevie B's supporting hands trying to bury my  throbbing cock deep
in his mouth.  Then my third orgasm of the evening began  spurting from my
cock; if possible Stevie B sucked even harder. My sphincter  uncontrollably
spasmed tightly around Mark's cock-shaft, and I started to shoot  my third
load into Stevie B's mouth. I almost passed out from the incredible  sensations
sent coursing through my young body.
"OH! FUCK!  YESSS!"
Gasped Mark as he pulled on my  hips and thrust his juicy, throbbing cock
as far up my arsehole as he could  where it exploded, filling my colon with
another big load of his thick spunk.  When he'd finished cumming and we'd
both come round a little he leaned in and  spoke into my ear.
"Sorry Baby but it's getting late  so I think we'd better clean up and I'
ll run you home; we don't want to  antagonise your parents with you being
late. And it's not that long until  Sunday."
Although I wanted more sex and  wanted to see Harry cum I knew that Mark
was right, so I lifted off Stevie B's  cock. Then I eased my half-hard cock
from his mouth. Now that his mouth was  empty his loud moans and groans filled
the room.
"You're right Mark we'd better  clean up. When you pull out will you put
the buttplug back in my arsehole  please?"
Mark pulled my face to his and  after licking off Stevie B's escaped spunk
he kissed me tenderly for a few  minutes then he broke the kiss.
"O.K. Baby, one buttplug coming  up."
As Mark removed his softening cock  from my arsehole and replaced it with
the buttplug I turned to Stevie B whose  eyes were closed.
"Sorry Stevie B that was a great  69 but we've got to go."
He lazily opened his eyes, they  were glazed over with lust, and he flashed
me a wide grin. In between grunts he  managed to gasp:
"Wait, I'm gonna cum again soon,  Harry's huge cock is giving my arsehole
a great work-out; haven't you got time  to eat my load?"
I turned to Mark but before I  could speak Harry grunted.
"Just wait a couple of minutes I'm  about to shoot my load too. I'm going
to fill this dirty little fucker's young  boypussy with my big load of thick
mancum; and then I'm going to fuck him again  and then I'm going to eat
all of my warm thick cum out of his battered  boypussy."
Harry's words must have spurred  Stevie B on because he gave a massive
groan and gasped.
"FUCK YES! Harry's huge cock is  making me cum again!"
I looked at Mark  questioningly.
"OK Baby, we've got a few minutes,  go for it!"
Before I had chance to get Stevie  B's cock into my mouth one jet of spunk
had already shot from it and landed  between his nipples. I sucked hard on
Stevie B's thick little cock and eagerly  swallowed his big load of sweet
tasting young spunk as he tried to buck up into  my mouth. Mark came up behind
me and as he kissed the back of my neck he fondled  my buttocks. Then while
Stevie B was still shooting his load Harry pulled his  arse-cheeks wide
apart and plunged his huge cock as far into Stevie B's battered  arsehole as it
would go and he cried out:
"Here it comes you dirty little  fucker; I'm going to fill your boypussy
with my big load of mancum and then I'm  going to fuck you some more!"
Stevie B's moans got louder as  Harry started to fill his insides with his
spunk. This time around I managed to  eat Stevie B's entire load of sweet
tasting spunk and I selfishly swallowed it  all. When Stevie B finished
shooting his second big load of the evening I lifted  off his cock and Mark and I
went into the bathroom. Before entering the bathroom  I glanced back; and
from the jerking of Harry's hips and his loud grunts I knew  that he was still
cumming. He must shoot a massive load; I thought to myself,  I've defiantly
got to see him cum! We showered together and our cocks remained  turgid.
Although I still felt sexy I remembered that Mark had said he'd see me  Sunday
so I didn't try to get Mark or myself worked up; I wanted to build up our
cum for Sunday. Mark must have felt the same too, because he kept his hands
off  his cock and mine.
We went back to the bedroom to get  dressed. Harry was now long-dicking
Stevie B; his huge cock squelching in and  out of Stevie B's well used arsehole
at a furious pace. I could see escaped cum  in Stevie B's arse-crack and
Harry's thick cock-shaft was coated in it; and more  of Harry's thick spunk
oozed out of Stevie B's arsehole as I watched. They were  both sweating
profusely and Harry's body hair was wet and matted with sweat.  Stevie B's eyes
were shut and he was throwing his head from side to side while  chanting in
a low voice.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, yesss!  Make me cum again!" Over and over
again.
They were so wrapped up in the sex  that I don't think they realised we
were there, so we left them to it. Mark knew  the code for the door to the
office and within minutes, and with Jason's help  with the car park gates, we
were in Mark's car and heading home. On the drive  home I told Mark that I was
a bit scared that Harry might try it on with me when  Mark wasn't there. I
was worried that his massive cock was too much for me to  handle, that it
might damage me. Mark chuckled and said that with a little more  fucking my
arsehole would be able to take Harry's cock, and bigger ones. Then he  quickly
reassured me by adding that it wouldn't happen, Harry, Steve and he had
strict guidelines. But he promised to speak to Harry about it anyway. When
Mark  told me that I'd eventually be able to take Harry's massive cock or even
bigger  ones a shudder of excitement went through me and my cock twitched.
When we got home Mark parked in  the drive out of view of the house and we
had a brief but loving snog before I  got out of the car and went in. Mom
and Dad asked me how it had gone; Mark had  told me they would on the drive
home. So I told them the story we'd concocted;  that after the medical I'd
had to try out lots of equipment while Harry assessed  my capabilities. I said
I was tired and went off to bed. When I got to my  bedroom I found that
Mark had texted me saying he loved me and was waiting for  Sunday; I replied in
the same vein. I was knackered and crawled into bed  and  promptly went to
sleep.

End of part  eight.

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