Date: Sun, 10 Jul 2011 22:55:19 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: Leyland Park School Part 17

Leyland Park School

by Alex Carbine

Chapter Seventeen.



	Paul entered the room with the one-way glass and closed the
door. In the room with Vivian and the other two, there was what looked like
a gymnasium horse, a rectangular wooden box, with a leather padded top to
it. To one end there were three steps built into it, and Vivian was
standing with one foot on the floor and one foot on the middle step,
holding the padded top of the horse with both hands.

	Paul watched as one of the men sat on the bottom step, his face
almost in Vivian's open crutch. He took hold of Vivian's semi-flaccid cock
and started to suck him. The other man came to stand behind Vivian, and
pushed his left-hand index finger into Vivian's ass hole. From the angle
they were to Paul, he had a clear view as the man finger fucked Vivian,
who, judging by his delighted expression, was enjoying the sensation
immensely. Paul watched as one finger became two fingers, thrust firmly in
and out, whilst Vivian's cock had now hardened in the other man's mouth, as
he sucked and wanked it.

	Paul's room was only lit by the light from the other room, and he
was aware that the door to his room opened and closed. He turned to see a
shadowy figure drop to its' knees and felt a hand on his buttock before
feeling his half-hard cock enveloped by a beautifully wet mouth. The hand
on his buttock pushed his cock deep into the hot cavern. He put his hands
on the hair of the head and pulled it to his body. The magic tongue swirled
and licked his straining cock to further swellings, as the other hand found
his dandling balls and began to play with them.


	In the brightly lit room, the men had moved. Vivian was now
standing on the first step and his top half was lying along the top of the
padding. The man standing behind him was applying white grease to his
forearm and hand whilst the other man was handcuffing Vivian's hands to the
horse at each side.

	Paul felt a finger ease its way into his anus as his sucker
continued to abuse his ramrod cock. In the other room he watched as the
greased hand slid into Vivian's distended hole. The finger in his bum found
his prostate and he almost came in the sucking mouth. The mouth stopped and
a lubricated hand took over, gently wanking his throbber, not hard or fast
enough to trigger his orgasm, as he watched the white grease begin to pile
up round Vivian's anus as it scraped it off the arm disappearing into
Vivian's guts. When the arm was inside him up to the crook of the elbow,
then it began to slowly withdraw to the swelling of the wrist, where it
began the inwards journey over again, and so on.

	As the man fist fucked Vivian, his companion first licked the
fister's bum-hole, then offered his cock to the spit washed hole, pushing
it in deep and fast in one motion. Then, following the speed of Vivian's
tormentor, the man at the back fucked his thick cock in and out of his
companion in a similar manner. Paul watched fascinated as Vivian took the
man's arm again and again, whilst he leaned against the pane, his forearms
and forehead pressing against the glass, his body revelling in the feeling
of his cock being wanked as his arse was manipulated.

	Then the big cock was withdrawn from the fister, the fist withdrawn
from Vivian. Paul could see that both the men had cocks that were long and
thick. One turned to face Paul, his hand sliding up and down his length,
his other hand motioning for Paul to join them in the room. Leaving the
finger and hand behind, Paul went next door.

	Entering the room he observed that Vivian had been moved slightly,
and was now laying on a cushion on top of the horse, his chin now about
6inches above the padding. He smiled at Paul as he came in and told him he
wanted the boy to sit facing him with his legs either side of the horse, on
the padded top, so he could suck his boy cock, whilst he was being
fucked. Paul climbed onto the horse and sat as asked. He inched up close to
Vivian and slid his cock into the waiting mouth. As he watched the man with
the biggest cock climb up behind Vivian and guide his monster into the
gaping hole, Paul started to fuck Vivian's face.

	Again Paul felt a finger enter his arse, this time a thicker,
stubbier one, that pushed into its' knuckle as Paul pulled out of Vivian's
mouth each time. The man at the other end of Vivian fucked him fast and
violently, making the horse jerk along the floor with his powerful thrusts,
and Paul felt himself coming to an orgasm. He watched as the man pulled his
cock out and wanked it until it squirted ropes of cum at him from the slit
in the head that looked like a baby's bottom. Most landed in lines along
Vivian's back, before the man shoved his cock back into Vivian again for a
second fuck. Paul's cock started to cum into Vivian's throat and mouth, a
feast that he greedily drank down as he had not sucked a boy's cock off
until it spurted in his mouth for almost a year.

	With Paul finished, the finger was gently withdrawn from Paul's
crinkled bum and the man stood wanking his tool. Paul climbed off the horse
with stiff legs and knelt down in front of the man, in time to catch the
sticky white gift on his face, his eyes firmly on the purple head as it
coughed and spat almost ten times, the foreskin covering it and then
stretching back as the massive hand worked up and down the veined cock,
pumping his seed out for the boy to enjoy.

	Vivian was then released from his handcuffs, and was able to stand
again. Paul was amazed at the hard cock that Vivian still had, which he
presented to the kneeling boy. Vivian hardly had to touch himself, before
his cock was boiling his seed over Paul's hair and face, and Vivian gasped,
"Happy Birthday!" to the boy as lumps of his sperm dribbled down the
upturned, smiling, flushed cheeks.


To be continued.

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