Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2011 21:42:12 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: Leyland Park School Chapter Nine.

Leyland Park School

by Alex Carbine

Chapter Nine.


	It was still half-term. Paul and Charlie were at a loose
end. "Wonder what Will's doing?" mused Charlie. "I don't care, really,"
mumbled Paul, half asleep, "it took me 24 hours to get over our bike
ride. It hurt to shit an' everything." "We can just go and have a chat. I'm
bored Paul. Gotta be doing something. Come on, stir yourself." "What about
Andy and Si?" asked Paul, grasping at straws. "Andy's Dad is taking them
out this afternoon, remember? And Stan has gone fishing with his mates. He
did ask you, you know," said Charlie. "Yeah! But I had the feeling I would
have been the bait," said Paul,"So that's it then," sitting up on his bed,
"Will it is."

	Will was in his study, listening to music with his headphones on,
so he did not hear the two knock at his door. He was laying on his sofa,
feet facing the door, and gave them a wave as they came in. One leg was up
on the sofa back, the other on the floor, and his dick and balls hanging
half out of one of his jockstraps. He gave his balls a scratch as he yelled
over the music in his 'phones, "Hi there, you two, didn't fancy getting
dressed if you know what I mean. Take a pew, track 'll finish in a mo'."
The lads sat in the two other chairs in the study, Paul in the old arm
chair, Charlie in the desk swivel chair. Charlie swung to and fro,
bored. "This is exciting," said Paul morosely. They watched Will listening
to music on his 'phones.

	"Fancy a suck?" asked Charlie suddenly. The wry smile that spread
across Paul's face was all the answer he needed. Charli dropped to his
knees and reached for Paul's shorts zip. Paul lifted his arse and Charlie
pulled the shorts off, taking Paul's pants with them. With his arms hanging
over the chair arms, Paul laid back and let Charlie's wet mouth envelope
his soft cock. Charlie loved feeling a cock stiffen in his mouth due to his
tongue movements, and Paul loved letting him do it. His cock grew hard and
Charlie pulled the forskin back all the way, revealing Paul's glans.

	Paul took hold of Charlie's head and encouraged him to suck him
deep into Charlie's mouth before working the head so the mouth ran up and
down his now stiff, upright cock. Charlie took hold of Paul's cock at its'
base and began bobbing up and down as he friend intimated, his saliva
giving the necessary lubrication. Then Paul took hold of his cock, and
smacked Charlie on his cheek with it a couple of times, as Charlie tried to
get it back into his mouth. When Charlie managed he began sucking Paul's
prong with determination. Pauls head fell back again limply as Charlie now
started sucking his balls, and then running his mouth along the raised pipe
at the back of the cock as it laid on Paul's flesh, pointing towards his
chest.

	Charlie then took Paul's balls and pulled so that the shaft pointed
to the ceiling, and licked it from base to purple head several times,
finishing by licking the baby's bum of a head, before popping it into his
mouth and masturbating it with his lips.

	Paul knelt on the armchair seat cushion in front of Charlie, his
cock jutting out to the waiting face. Charlie took ahold and stuffed it in
his mouth. Paul face fucked him with some force as Charlie held the
assaulting cock at its' base with one hand, Paul low hanging balls with the
other. Paul steadied himself with both hands on Charlie's head as he
thrusted into the hot wetness to his heart's pleasure. Charlie was careful
not to let his teeth scrape or scratch. He felt Paul's hand hold the back
of his neck and let his friend abuse his mouth. Then Paul's finger-tips
were on his shoulders, but the cock pistoned in and out at a merciless rate
as Paul maintained the heigthened sexual feeling generated by his cock and
Charlie's mouth. Then Paul stopped and Charlie took over, pistoning his
mouth up and down the length as Paul knelt there, his hands on his
buttocks, his spine arched back in exstasy, in order to push his cock out
and forward, proffering the maximum of flesh for Charlie to manipulate, and
stuff into his mouth.

	Then Paul stood on the carpet, all the while continuing to
face-fuck his friend. The red haze of sex had descended on the both of them
as Paul, still with his hands on his buttocks, thrust time and again into
Charlie's willing mouth, his hands pushing from behind, urging his cock to
invade again and again, each time to the maximum depth he could push it.

	Paul felt Charlie's hand on his balls, the fingers trying to walk
back along the ridge of flesh to his anus. He parted his legs and Charlie's
fingers commenced to saw across the dark brown opening back there. Paul
steadied himself with a hand on Charlie's shoulder as he put a foot up on
the arm chair arm. Charlie licked his fingers, tasting the dark flavour
they had picked up. The first finger he inserted went easily to the
knuckle, the second as well. Charlie, his head still nodding on the cock,
now started to fuck the hole offered to him with his fingers.

	In all their excitement they had forgotten Will, who now came into
Charlie's vision, totally naked, his Senior sized cock stiff in his hand as
he wanked it, wetting his lips with his tongue as he watched. He sat in the
arm chair, still wanking with one hand, the other stroking Paul's rounded
bottom as he watched the two fingers slip in and out right next to his
head. He swapped hand, so that he could continue to wank as he took over
from Charlie's mouth with his other hand, wanking Paul's length, pulling
hard down at the bottom of his stroke, to stretch the foreskin hard back
away from the helmet, knowing it would give Paul the maximum feeling
available. Charlie took this respite to stand and strip. Will saw the large
wet patch on Charlie's pants before he took them down, releasing Charlie's
rock hard cock with a spring, the circumcised head wet with pre-cum.

	Then Charlie lay down on the carpet in front of Will. Paul went
over to the desk, took Will's tube of KY from the top right drawer, and
slapped a large handful up between his legs. Then he bent down and
annointed Charlie's cock with the clear gel lube. Squatting down on his
hunkers over Charlie's midriff, he took hold of the hard cock that was
pointing at his slimey hole and guided it to it's destination. Charlie's
erection slid in easily and gently up Paul's anal canal, as Paul let
himself down onto his bum-fucker-for-a-friend's bloated penis. From then on
Paul was in command of his own destiny. Having set the speed for insertion,
Paul started to bounce up and down, giving Charlie visual delight at seeing
his cock go in and out of his friend, whilst feeling the heat and sucking
friction on his knob at the same time. After a few seconds, Charlie lay
back and let Paul fuck himself with his cock.

	Will, having watched his two friends without much involvement for
his own cock, decided to help himself. Kneeling either side of Charlie's
chest he offered his rampant cock for Charlie to suck, but Charlie had
sucked enough, his mouth and jaw ached. Will had to settle for second best,
so he turned round and, with himself wanking his cock, let Charlie
underneath lick his balls and hole.

	So it was that Will came first, shooting his jizz up the back and
spine of Paul, and then as he stood up. Charlie started to come next, into
the depths of Paul, grunting and groaning as he fired several vollies
whilst Paul's receptive tube slid up and down his tender cock, causing him
agony and relief. Then Paul came, his prostate gland sending signals that
it was drowning in spunk, that could not be ignored, causing him to empty
his balls over Charlie's knees and legs.

	All too soon they came apart, leaking over the carpet where they
sat. Will went back to the sofa and put his headphones on, and Paul looked
solemly at Charlie and asked straight-faced, "Now what are we going to do?"
Charlie looked ceilingwards in despair, as he heard the phrase he wanted to
hear least. "I'm bored," said Paul, but at least he was smiling.