Date: Thu, 5 May 2011 23:24:48 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: Paul and Jo Chap 1

Paul & Jo 01

by Alex Carbine

Park Pick-Up

I had only stopped for a pee but what I found was much better. It was a
small town with a public toilet tucked away to one corner of a playing
field. I walked in and over to the urinals. There were two youths who
appeared to be about 17 or so at the hand basins, and I was aware of their
chuckles as I peed. One of them came over and stood next to me. He pulled
out his dick and I naturally had a look. It was half hard and he started to
wank it slowly. I looked up at his face and he gave me a grin. His friend
was still over at the washbasins, and he gave another chuckle. I turned to
look at him. He had his dick out and was wanking it also. I looked back at
the boy next to me. His dick was rock hard now. He looked at my dick which
was stiffening. I don't have a big dick, just over six inches when hard and
quite small normally.


"I think we've got his attention Paul," he said to his friend. His friend
walked over and looked down at my cock. "I think he needs some
encouragement." He looked at me. "Do you need encouragement?" he asked. I
turned to face me and started wanking my hard-on. "Go on Jo, give it a
suck." said Paul. Jo knelt down and took hold of my rigid dick. He smelt
it. I am always fastidious about cleanliness. He pulled back my foreskin
and licked the rim of my helmet. I pushed a little towards him with my
hips. He took hold of my dick and it disappeared into his mouth, which felt
beautifully warm and moist. His head bobbed up and down my shaft whilst at
the same time he wanked the base with his hand. I watched Paul wank his
dick, and I could feel my orgasm rising. "Do you want me to come in your
mouth?" I asked. Jo pulled away and looked at Paul. Paul said "Are you
pushed for time?" "Why" I asked. "'Cos we have got somewhere to go if you
want," answered Jo. "What kind of a place?" I asked.  "My Mum and Dad are
away for the day, and the house is empty," replied Paul.  "It's not far,"
said Jo starting to wank my dick again slowly, persuasively.


Their house was a short walk away. I learned that Jo and Paul were on
holiday from the same boarding school. They were both just seventeen, and
Jo was staying with Paul because his parents worked abroad. They showed me
in to the lounge and I took up their offer of a cup of coffee. Whilst Jo
went into the kitchen, Paul closed the lounge curtains and then put on a
video. "Won't be long," he said and went out to help Jo. The video had
about half a minute of static and then the picture came on. I quickly
realized it was a home made video of Paul and Jo and two other boys, and
presumed it must have been made at school. They were in a small dormitory,
taking it in turns to suck and wank each other, while one held the camera.


Jo came in with a tray of mugs. He had changed into a pair of white sports
shorts. "We made this just before the hols started, so that we could
continue to enjoy ourselves." He put the try down on a table beside
me. Paul came in and he was only wearing a sports jock strap. He came over
to the coffee. His semi-hard cock was jutting forward out of the cotton
sack, just at my face height. He turned and looked at the TV. "You watch
this next bit" he said. Jo sat on the settee beside me and lay back, his
shorts beginning to tent with excitement.  On the screen I saw one of
Paul's friends take a black rubber cock out of his bedside locker. He
started to suck it whilst wanking himself. Then he took a tube of KY from
his locker, and applied a good amount to the dildo, then wank it and
himself in time together. He moved round behind Paul who was kneeling on
the bed in a 69 position, sucking Jo off. The boy with the camera moved
round so that the viewer could clearly see him push the knob end of the
dildo into Paul's arse. At first it would not go in, so the lad dribbled
spit onto it as it waited at the entrance. He gave it a little twist and it
started to move in. Slowly he pulled it slightly out and then pushed it
further in, repeating this until several inches were firmly embedded in
Paul's arse. The camera moved round just in time to record Jo cumming,
squirting jissom into Paul's open mouth and onto his face. The camera then
moved back to show Paul's arse being slowly fucked by the black cock, then
slip onto the rigid cock of the lad who was doing it. "That's my mate Ned,"
said Paul. "He loves to dildo fuck the first and second years. Now watch."
Ned was withdrawing the dildo and replacing it with his own cock. It slid
in easily where the thick dildo had been. Ned started to fuck Paul's ring
for all he was worth. Paul threw back his head and gave a long Ahhhh, then
a rhythmic Ahh as Ned thrust his cock in and out. Ned's face started to
screw up and he started to buck spasmodically. Paul's eyes closed as he
felt the warmth and slipperiness of the cum that was being injected up his
bottom. The camera moved round to show Ned's spunk covered prick as he
withdrew it from Paul's bum hole, and stayed there to show the spunk
dribble out of the boy's hole as he twitched his ring. It dripped down
Paul's balls and dropped into Jo's open mouth.

I took my eyes off the TV screen to look at Paul's lump in his jock. It was
sticking straight out from his body. I couldn't resist it and took the end
in my mouth and gave it a little bite. "I should think you don't need your
clothes for the moment," said Jo, reaching across and starting to undo my
shirt. I started to help but was told that they would undress me. My shirt
came off, and then my shoes and socks. I stood up and stepped out of my
trousers. I wear thong style underwear which was appreciated by them
both. I sat back down on the settee, and Paul knelt down and turned off the
video, giving me a good view of the arse I had just watched being
fucked. Jo stood up and took off his shorts. He also was wearing a jock,
containing a comforting bulge, with a promise of good things to come. With
a nod to Paul he went out of the room. Paul crawled on all fours over to
where I was sitting and eyed my lunch pack. Then he moved forward further
and gently bit the end of my dick through the fabric of my underwear. I
could feel myself thrilling to his touch. I watched as he gently nuzzled my
stiffening prong.

He moved down to my balls, pushing them insistently with his nose. I lifted
my legs up, supporting them by holding on behind each knee, exposing my
underside and making it easier for him to get to my balls. His nasal
probings moved down towards my arsehole. Although I had had a shower that
morning, I felt that I ought to have another. "Paul, why don't we all have
a shower or a bath or something?" I asked and Paul looked up at me. "What
do you think Jo's doing? When he is out of the shower you can have
yours. I'll even pick up the soap for you!" A quirky little smile lit up
his face. I laughed back.

Right on cue, Jo came back into the room, naked as the day he was born,
towelling himself down. He looked at us and said, "I see you've started
without me." His dick had a lazy lob-on. "We were just going for a shower,"
I said. "I'm sure I can find something to do," he said, moving over to the
video machine to select another homemade video. Paul and I stood up and
went into the bathroom. I was very aware of the cool feel of a wet patch on
the front of my pants.


It was a small bathroom, with the shower attached to the bath taps. Paul
dropped his jock and bent over to adjust the temperature of the water. He
had a lovely young bum and I could not resist giving it a stroke. My
fingers traced the cleft from behind his balls to the base of his spine. He
looked round and hollowed his back so his bum stuck out, and opened his
legs. With my middle finger I rubbed the rim of his anus. He clenched the
cheeks of his arse rhythmically. "I think we ought to have that shower," I
said. He climbed into the bath and moved under the shower. The water ran
off his head and arms, down his body and off the tip of his cut prick, as
if he was peeing. He lathered the soap and washed himself down, making sure
his prick, balls and arse were soaped and rinsed. He moved down the bath
out of the shower and I climbed in. I stood under the water jet and he
lathered me down, starting at my neck and shoulders, then my armpits and
chest, then my back. I turned away from him and leaned against the end
wall, the shower cascading over my head. His soapy hand reached through my
legs from behind and he soaped my heavy balls, moving his hand back to my
anus. He came closer to me and his other hand came round to my prick. I had
a lazy hard-on which he started to wank, at the same time using his other
soapy hand to massage my ring. He pulled my foreskin back and soaped round
the helmet. By this time I was hard in his hand, as it wanked up and down
over my exposed head whilst a finger from his other hand gently pushed into
my ring. His finger went in and out in time to the pistoning of his other
hand on my prick. It was delicious, and I flung my head back in delight,
receiving the full force of the shower on my face. Unfortunately I breathed
in some water and started to cough and splutter. Paul's hands disappeared
as he took a step back. I moved out of the shower spray and wiped my
eyes. Paul's soapy hands were lathering his stiff cock. "We'd better rinse
down before we cum. Jo will be wondering where we've got to." I said. Paul
laughed at that and said that Jo was probably fully occupied. "Oh, he wanks
night and day. I'm surprised his cock doesn't have hand grips." he said.

Paul then produced some enema equipment from the end of the bath where Jo
had left it. He ran alittle water into the handbasin and lathered in some
soap. Then he filled the bulb end with some of the mixture, sat on the
toilet and inserted the little black nozzle between his legs and up his
bum. He gave the bulb a couple of squeezes then took it out. I could see
him counting to ten and then he relaxed his ring muscle and let the water
out into the toilet bowl. He then got back into the bath and used the
shower head to completely rinse himself off. I did the same whilst he
watched me and then we dried ourselves with large fluffy bath towels and
went back into the lounge. Sure enough Jo was lying on the sofa, stiff cock
in hand, watching another of their tapes.

This time the boys on the screen were in a circle, each on their knees,
fucking the arse of the one infront with rubber cocks. Jo's hand was lazily
pumping his stiffy. I noted then that he also was uncircumcised, his helmet
popping out and disappearing as his clenched fist went up and down the
seven inch rigid shaft. I looked at Paul's cock. He was circumcised, but
the skin had not been taken right back, just overlapping the edge of his
helmet, so that the split end was always visible. A clear drop of pre-cum
sat in the cleft.


"What were you doing?" asked Jo, "I thought I heard someone choking." "Not
on what you thought," said Paul, and smiled at his friend. Jo drew his
knees up and Paul sat down on the sofa. Jo let a knee drop and Paul's hand
went to Jo's cock and balls. "Come abit closer," said Paul, and I took a
couple of steps forward, my prick just infront of his face. I put my hands
on my hips and thrust forwards. "Let's see what we have here," said Paul
taking hold of my prick with his free hand. He began to slowly pump both of
us together, and then after a few strokes and as my prick started to swell
to his touch, he pulled back my foreskin, leaned forwards, and took the
head into his mouth. His tongue swirled round the tip and into the
split. His hand pumped at the base of my dick. His head moved back and
forth so his lips moved up and down my shaft, titillating the back of my
helmet. I could feel the pressure in me rising. "If you go on like that I
will cum in your mouth," I said. He eased off and just flicked the end of
my dick with his tongue. I turned to watch the video.

Jo immediately asked if I liked what I saw. I replied that I wished I had
been there to see for myself. Paul stopped sucking me and asked, "Have you
ever been fucked with a dildo?" I had to reply that I had not, for no other
reason than I had never thought of it. Paul turned and looked at Jo, who
got up and went out of the room, only to reappear almost immediately with a
heavy carrier bag. He upended the bag's contents onto the sofa. There were
dildos and buttplugs of all colors and sizes. "Where did you get all
these?" I asked. "There's a sex shop in the town where our boarding school
is. The guy who runs the place lets us keep any item that he watches us
play with. Sometimes we have put on shows for his friends. Mind you we
don't let them touch us. They've been at it for years and you never know
what they might have." "What about me?" I asked. "We chose you, not you
us," said Paul, and he picked up a small pink buttplug. "I think we shall
start with this," he said. Jo went out of the room again and came back with
a paper bag with a chemist's logo on it. From it he took a large blue and
white carton, instantly recognizable as KY Jelly. I bent down and picked up
a buttplug. "One of my friends at school can take that," said Paul. "He
walks around with it up. Says it feels really exciting. One time he got one
of the juniors to stick his hand up his bum afterwards. Now that is almost
the only way he can get off, being fist fucked by a junior's small hand. He
likes to feel them holding his hard shaft from inside his bum. He only
chooses kids with slender hands. That's not for me though." He smeared some
KY over the small plug. "Bend over. I won't hurt you." Although a bit
clinical, I found this strangely comforting and bent down, my arsehole at
his eye height. He first inserted his lubricated finger, and then, slowly,
he pushed the smooth plastic plug up my rectum, rotating it as he
pushed. Because of its shape it slipped in easily and I found I was able to
keep it in with no fear of it coming out or going too far in. He was
right. It did feel excitingly different. I stood up and found that I could
walk about easily with it in and it gave me pleasure as I did. Jo had
picked a slightly larger sized plug for Paul and was anointing it with KY.


Paul was watching the video, and wanking his hard-on. He moved off the sofa
and onto all fours again, and Jo slid the plug up his bum. On the video Jo
was being fucked with a pink dildo that had a big head and lumpy veins down
the sides. Jo turned to the pile of dildoes on the sofa and picked one. It
was the same as in the video. "Do you want to fuck me with it?" he asked. I
sat on the sofa, feeling my plug push into my bum. He got down on all fours
and watched the video with Paul. I covered the tip with KY and also my
middle finger. Reaching forward I slipped my finger into his arse, feeling
him tighten onto it and then relax. I finger fucked him a few strokes and
then put the head of the dildo to his ring. He let his head drop as he
relax and then started to push back onto the rubber cock. I just held it
where it was and he worked himself onto it. I was amazed as to how much he
could take. He reached round and took hold of it, and gave himself a few
strokes, each time getting it deeper and deeper. "That's better," he
said. "This one is my favourite toy."


Paul rolled round onto his back and then turned and slid under his friend
so that Jo's balls hung in his face and his cock pointed up at Jo. He put
his legs out straight along the carpet and I could see his dick was pulsing
and really hard. Paul reached round behind Jo and took hold of the
dildo. Jo opened his legs a bit so that his balls and cock lowered onto
Paul's face. Paul began to slowly fuck his friend and suck his balls at the
same time, licking along the ridge between balls and arsehole. Jo
reciprocated by going down on Paul's rigid member, resting on his elbows he
held the cock in both hands, pulling back the foreskin, whilst his mouth
went up and down the shaft. As Jo went down the cock, Paul pushed the dildo
in, and so they pleasured each other for several minutes, until Paul called
a halt as he did not want to cum yet.


I had been gently wanking myself and the tip of my cock was well lubricated
with pre-cum. Paul came over to me and put my ankles on his shoulders. I
lay back into the sofa and put my hands behind my knees, as I had done
earlier. Paul took a tissue from the box on the table beside the sofa, took
the plug out of my arse and wiped it over to clean off the KY. He then
leaned over me and licked up from my arsehole to my balls. Each time he did
it I pulsed like a climax. I could feel the pre-cum dripping onto my
stomach and reached a hand down to rub it in."What do you think of
buttplugs now?" asked Jo. I turned my head to him as he came and knelt on
the sofa next to me. "I must get one myself," I said. Paul started to suck
my balls, and Jo shuffled up the sofa on his knees until I could suck
him. I reached up a hand and felt his nipple. It was rock hard, like his
cock. I ran the hand down his stomach until I could hold the base of his
prick, and, pulling down the shaft to stretch the skin behind the helmet, I
took him into my mouth and started to suck him. At first he just let me bob
my head up and down, then he took hold of my hair and started to fuck my
mouth. I let go his prick and grabbed his balls, pulling him into by
them. Then I worked my index finger round his bumhole, rubbing it
lightly. He began to fuck me harder and then he stopped, obviously on the
brink, but not wanting to go over the edge. I could feel his ring twitching
on my finger.

In the meantime Paul had picked up a medium sized buttplug and he now
inserted it into my bum. It felt tight but the first plug had stretched me
sufficiently for it not to hurt. They are made with a 'T' bar at the end so
that it does not go right up your arse. Paul waggled the plug by the T bar
making me feel how full I was. Jo sat back at his end of the sofa, and Paul
lowered my feet to the ground. I had not realized how squashed I had been,
and I stood up to straighten myself out. There were several trails of clear
sticky pre-cum on my stomach where I had dribbled onto myself. I really was
enjoying having my arse stretched by the plug and told them so. They looked
at each other and smiled a satisfied smile one to the other. Jo moved to
lay along the sofa, with his head and shoulders propped up on the arm.

As Paul had said earlier, Jo continually wanked himself at every
opportunity. After my sucking he had left himself alone but now he started
to wank again, this time with his legs stretched straight out along the
sofa. As I stood there I watched his prick grow harder as he pumped. Paul
put his hand between my legs and stroked my balls. My dick started to
harden. "Would you like Jo to fuck your arse?" asked Paul stroking my
prick. Jo swung his legs round so they hung over the front of the sofa, and
he lay back, his prick pointing straight up from his thatch of black pubic
hair. I moved over to Jo and put my legs either side of his, facing away
from him. Paul took another tissue and reached round behind me. I bent over
slightly and he extracted the plug which came out in one smooth
movement. Slowly I lowered my bum onto his prick as though sitting down on
the edge of the sofa. Although he was hard and my ring was gaping after the
last buttplug, his prick would not go up me. I stood up and Paul put a
dollop of KY on Jo's knob. I lowered myself down again and Paul put a small
glob on my ring. It felt a little cold, but then Jo's knob came into
contact. I put my hands on my knees, leaned forwards slightly, and then
applied pressure to the knob end by lowering myself again. Jo pushed the
base of his cock with straight fingers to guide it and the head of his cock
slipped in with no difficulty now.  He resisted thrusting up into me,
allowing me to lower myself onto him, as far as I felt comfortable. I could
feel myself filling up with his young prick.  Paul and his KY smothered
hand was gently playing with my prick and balls, slipping and sliding
everywhere. I started to move up and down, each time seeing how much
further I could take Jo in. "This is fucking marvellous," Jo grunted. I
reached down behind me to see how close I was to his stomach, and was
surprised to feel his pubes. I went up a bit then straightened my back. I
looked down at Paul who grinned back at me. "Going all the way?" he asked.

Jo took hold of me on either buttock, slightly supporting me. I steadied my
balance and said "Here goes." It was mind blowing. I sat back, right down
on Jo's seven inches, sitting on his pelvis with none of my weight on my
legs. I could feel every inch of him. Paul moved round and started to suck
my now limp cock. I was so overwhelmed by the sensation of the cock up my
arse that I did not start to go erect, I just sat enjoying the full
sensation and the feel of Paul's tongue swirling round the head of my
cock. I twitched my arse a few times and Jo gave a laugh. Then he said "I
think its time we got down to some serious fucking." Paul moved away from
between my legs and I took the weight of my body on my legs. I slowly
lifted myself off his prick and found that my legs were shaking with the
pure sexual excitement. I went down on my knees and said to the boys "I
have always wanted to be taken at both ends at once." "OK. You're on," said
Paul and he moved round to my head and knelt down, his stiff pointing
straight up at me. Jo got off the sofa and knelt behind me.

I felt his hands grip my pelvis and the head of his dick slid up and down
the crack of my bum. One of his hands left my bum and he obviously got hold
of his dick because I felt it on my ring immediately. I angled my knees
apart slightly and then relaxed. He pushed, not very hard, and slipped in
easily. Paul then held his hard-on and stuck it in my open mouth. For
several minutes I was fucked by these youths, whilst they made comments to
each other, "Fuck! Ohh! Christ! Fuck his arse! Suck my dick! You getting it
all the way in?" I could feel Jo's balls slapping against my own to begin
with but as the fucking went on his balls got tighter. Paul was pushing his
prong right down my throat, and with my eyes closed I concentrated on not
gagging as he plunged in and out of my throat, going not so deep every so
often to allow me to breathe. It was obvious that these lads had done this
before. It was the most wonderful experience. "Do you want us to cum?"
asked Paul and I nodded my head several times. Jo attacked me with renewed
vigor ,so it was obvious that he had been holding back and enjoying
himself. Paul put his hands on the back of my head and gave several deep
thrusts and then my tongue felt the underside of his shaft pulse. He did
not thrust all the way in, but let his cum squirt onto the roof of my
mouth. He gave three of four big squirts then fucked my mouth a few more
times, before again squirting three or four times. I swallowed once and
then held the residue in my mouth as Jo's thrusts pushed hard against my
buttock. Again I felt a shaft give a few kicks, but this time in my arse.

Each time Jo thrust in he pumped more spunk into me, and each time I felt
the hotness of his emissions. I was shaking from head to foot, my arm
almost giving way. They both pulled out of me and I just knelt there. I
looked at Paul's prick to see that it was smeared with his come. I got hold
of his balls and pulled him to me, so that I could suck him clean. Then, to
my amazement I felt Jo's tongue on my arsehole, licking the cum that was
oozing out of me. "He always does that," said Paul. "Wouldn't want to waste
any would we?" said Jo behind me, and then he stuck his tongue as far as he
could get it up my bumhole. It was too much for me, and I collapsed on my
side on the carpet. Paul pushed me over onto my back, and knelt over my
head, his dick dripping a couple of spot of spunk onto my face. I lifted my
knees but kept my feet on the carpet. Jo lay on his front and again put his
tongue up my arse. Paul reached across to the sofa and grabbed a cushion. I
lifted my bum and he slid it under me. Jo now could get to my arsehole
easier. Paul bent over and took my limp dick in his mouth. He pulled the
foreskin back and started to lick my helmet. It was too much and I had to
stop him. Jo continued to lap round my ring.

I gave Paul's cock a suck seeing how it was there, and Paul gently started
to suck me. I felt myself getting an erection and Paul continued to suck
away. I closed my eyes and immersed myself in the sensations these two lads
were giving me. My prick grew harder and harder. Paul again exposed my
helmet but this time I could take it. I reached up and stuck my middle
finger in his arse, and he started to rock to and fro, going up and down my
cock with his mouth whilst I poked his bum. I could feel myself on the
verge of exploding. Paul's hand was wrapped round the base of my prick and
my balls as his head pumped up and down. I was almost there when Jo stuck
one of his fingers up my arse. It was the trigger I needed and I clenched
down on it pumping the first of several thick wads into Paul's mouth. Paul
continued to milk my prick and balls as I continued to finger fuck his arse
and Jo finger fucked me. Then, seemingly all of a sudden, it was over.

Paul moved back so that his head was infront of mine. He bent down and
kissed me, then opened his mouth so that I could tongue him. He still had
my spunk in his mouth, and I licked and swallowed as much as I could get
to, inside his mouth. By the time we sat up, Jo was back in the sofa,
wanking his soft cock again. We each took showers again, this time not
feeling at all self-conscious, but with lots of laughter and soap. I was
sorry it had all come to an end, but I look forward to our next meeting,
when they are back at boarding-school. They have promised to introduce me
to their friends.


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