Date: Fri, 5 Aug 2011 21:59:46 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: Leyland Park School Chapter 20

Leyland Park School

by Alex Carbine

Chapter Twenty.


	Charlie was on his way across the conservatory, but stopped to
watch Viv stuffing his bloated cock into the mouth of his live-in boyfriend
Aida, who just sat there taking it, his hands around his master's knees,
helping to steady the old man as he swayed with his exertions. Charlie sat
down beside the lad and started to masturbate himself and Aida. Viv put his
hands on the boys heads like a papal blessing, his head flung back onto his
shoulders, his mouth open, his hips pushing his large cock deep into Aida's
throat.

	Then Viv suddenly stopped and withdrew from the mouth of his
boyfriend, who, without a word, simply stood up and walked off to look for
another diversion. Charlie reached up and wrapped his hand around Viv's
cock at its' base. It was thick enough that his fingers did not meet his
thumb. He started to rub up and down the shaft, watching Viv's long
foreskin bounce over and then reveal the knob head. Then he pulled it to
his mouth and inserted his tongue into the foreskin and licked at the slit
it was now hiding. Viv stood, legs apart, his hands now on his hips as the
boy played with his dick, pushing himself forward toward the boy's face,
looking down at the top of the boy's moving head as his own tongue licked
his dry lips to wet them with the spittle that was gathering in his mouth.

	The action of Viv bending down pulled his cock from Charlie's
grasp. Charlie felt his ankles being lifted off the ground and he rolled
back on the cushion of the recliner, his legs being pulled apart as they
pointed to the glass roof, his cock, balls and ass hole revealed to the
scrutiny of the now kneeling Viv. He felt Viv's hot breath as he breathed
in pants from his open mouth on his hole and bottom and he relaxed his body
and lay back. Viv drank in the hot, sweaty boy smells and then leaned in
and started to lick Charlie's balls, the fleshy ridge behind them and the
dark circle of skin round Charlie's anus. Charlie felt his probing tongue
lick across his sphincter and relaxed it so the the wet tongue could ease
its' way in, snaking this way and that as Viv slobbered over his naked
privates. Charlie closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling what the man
was doing, the warm wetness of his tongue, the cold where it had just been,
the slippery point lapping at his chute, the wet nose pressing behind his
balls, the two fingers and a thumb sliding in his pre-cum on his purple
glans at the end of his circumcised six inches of pulsing penis.

	Then he felt a change as Viv entered his love-tunnel with a wet, or
maybe even a lubed-up finger – he did not know and he did not care, it
just felt good. Then there were two fingers feeling the inside of his
bottom, the index finger just managing to tickle his prostate gland, making
him contract his ring muscle round the fingers in spasm. Next the fingers
were removed and he felt a cold dollop of lube gel being applied to his hot
little hole. He felt Viv's hands holding his legs in the air just below his
knees, bringing them together so that just his ball sack and unguarded
brown hole would be visible. Then only one hand was holding his legs up,
and Charlie felt his hole being nudged by a soft, spongy but resilient
invader, and guessed that Viv's other hand was now guiding his cock as he
pushed it with just enough force to pop it in to the other side of the anal
muscle, now that Viv's fingers had loosened it a bit.

	He lay on the cushion, his hands at his side, and concentrated on
relaxing THAT muscle, feeling the bulbous head sliding in a bit further,
feeling the drag on the skin at his hole as the condom covered shaft was
pushed in further and further. Then he felt something soft touch the skin
at the base of his spine and smiled to himself as he realised it was Viv's
low hanging balls. Finally he let his heels rest on Viv's shoulders, his
toes pointing in towards each other round the back of Viv's neck. Then he
lay there letting Viv gently fuck him, Viv's hairy chest touching the back
of his legs as the cock pushed fully in, the grunt of exhaling breath as
Viv pulled his cock almost out, Viv's arm tightening minimally to grip his
knees in order to pull himself back in, to envelope again and again his
ageing cock in the young tunnel of hot flesh that was willingly given and
gratefully received. And all this at a sedate rate, befitted of his senior
years. Viv had practiced his movements for more years than he wanted to
remember and had no reason to be hasty or clumsy, and Charlie loved him for
it.

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