Date: Mon, 15 May 2006 09:45:29 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The real garage mechanic part 3

THIS IS A GAY FANTASY. IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ IT FOR ANY REASON
PLEASE LEAVE NOW. THE CHARACTERS AND EVENTS ARE FICTICIOUS. THE SEX WILL BE
UNPROTECTED. PLEASE PRACTISE SAFE SEX.
"How do you feel Mark, O.K?"
Frank asked, his voice was noticeably a little softer and kinder.
"Did you enjoy it? It's all right to talk normally now. We just like giving
orders and keeping our boys quiet when we're having sex, we find it makes it
very exciting for everyone to treat them like sex-slaves. Even Steve has to be
the sex-slave if me and my older mates are having a session with him when
there are no little boys like you available. Some boys don't like it and we don't
see them again; other boys take to it and we have a lot of fun together."
"I've never felt anything so incredible in my life."
I told him in a still breathless, breaking voice. And had he said he had
older friends who liked having sex with younger men and boys? That thought was a
turn-on.
"I didn't know sex could be like that, it was fantastic. And you're quite
right, I found it was even more of a turn on being ordered about like a er, a
sex-slave."
I looked up at him with what I hoped was a sexy look.
"I'd love to do it again, I love the taste of cum and I love to feel a big
cock up my bum or in my mouth. You know I'm on my school holidays, so I could
come back tomorrow if you like?"
Then before he could reply my stomach cramped and I cried out.
"What's the matter Mark?" Frank and Steve asked in unison.
"I've just had a terrible pain in my tummy." I went red with embarrassment. "
I think I need the toilet. Quick!"
Frank scooped me up in his strong, well muscled arms.
"Hold on if you can Mark, and don't worry, this often happens when a young
boy has his virginity taken and has had a couple of loads of cum fucked into
him."
He carried me into the next room with ease and I barely had time to take in
the clothes rail with overalls and stuff on the left hand wall before he sat me
on a freestanding toilet on the right. It was next to a tiled area with a
hand basin, a bidet (I learned about using that later), and a couple of shower
heads. My stomach cramped again and this time I went purple with embarrassment
when my stomach noisily evacuated itself accompanied by several loud, wet
farts.
"Fucking hell! What a stink!"
Laughed Steve, holding his nose for effect, he'd followed us into the room;
but Frank glared at him to stop. Standing by me and gently rubbing my back with
his large calloused hands, Frank spoke gently to me.
"Don't worry about Steve Mark, he's such a dirty little bugger, and he's
not got any sympathy for first-timers. Like I said, what you're doing is totally
normal for someone who has just lost their virginity." He turned to Steve. "
Have your shower and get dressed. Then find Mark's clothes, bring them in here
and open up the garage."
My embarrassment subsided as my bowels emptied and the pain went away. My
cock had gone soft, as had Frank's, but as I watched Steve kick off his boots and
get under the shower I could see his cock was still at half-mast and by the
time he'd finished showering and dried off he was hard again. He took a pair of
dungarees off a peg and put them on, slipping his feet into his boots at the
same time, then he went towards the door into the last workshop. He paused in
the doorway, flashed me a cheeky grin and pulled his pocket slit wide open,
showing me his still erect cock. he looked very sexy.
I'd finished by now and after I carefully wiped my bottom Frank helped me
under the shower. He helped me wash and had me bend over and brace myself against
the wall as he gently washed my bottom and bumhole, I wasn't feeling any pain
just a dull ache and a little soreness. When we were dry he got me to bend
over again to inspect my bumhole.
"Well Mark your hole seems to be closing nicely, stay like that for a minute."

He opened a bathroom cabinet and took out a tube of ointment, he squeezed
some of the ointment onto his fingers and carefully applied it to my bumhole,
even pushing some inside. It was cool and soothing. When he'd finished, and as I
straightened up, Steve came back in and handed me my clothes and the porn mag
which I placed on the floor. As I dressed Steve spoke to Frank.
"How's his bumhole looking Frank?"
"It's almost back to normal Steve, I've put some ointment on it to help it
along. Now you'd better go and open up."
"What about my arsehole Frank? It's itching to get fucked."
Frank stared at Steve for a couple of seconds.
"Tell you what you horny little bastard, I'll give Rahul a call later, see
if he fancies giving you a seeing to tonight. It must be a couple of weeks
since he's fucked you."
Steve's eyes lit up and he gave a broad grin.
"That would be great! I love his big cock up my arse, thanks Frank. I'll go
and open up now."
Steve winked at me and squeezed his obviously hard cock before he left
through a door opposite to the one we'd come in through.
"Did you mean what you said about wanting to play again tomorrow Mark?"
I couldn't keep the excitement from my voice as I squeaked my eager reply.
"Oh yes please Mr ... err ... sorry, but I don't know your surname, everybody
just calls you Frank."
"That or the Gypsy I believe, but it doesn't matter Mark, you can call me
Frank, or Sir, whichever you'd be most comfortable with."
I didn't have to think.
"Oh that's easy, I'll call you Sir."
"Good boy. Now can you be here about a quarter to one tomorrow?"
"Definitely, I can come earlier if you like .. Sir."
Frank chuckled and ruffled my hair.
"No, that will be early enough, we've still got a business to run as well."
He put the ointment back in the cabinet and took out a black plastic bottle
with a long neck which he handed to me.
"This is a douche bottle; after you've had a shit," I blushed violently, "
unscrew the neck and fill the bottle with warm soapy water, put the neck back
on, push it up your bum and squeeze so that the water goes inside you, see the
holes along the neck. Then you sit on the toilet to run it out. You do it a
few times to make your insides clean. Take it home with you and use it before
you come to play, it'll give us more time for sex. Oh, do you want some Vaseline
to make it easier for the neck to go up your bumhole?"
I looked at the neck, it was about as thick as one of Tony's fingers so that
would be no problem, and we had Vaseline at home anyway.
"Thank you Sir, I'll do that, and we've got Vaseline at home." I paused. "
Excuse me Sir, but who's Rahul?"
"Rahul? He's an old mate of mine, we do bits of business together. He likes
young boys too, who knows, perhaps you'll get to meet him sometime. I think you
'd like his cock, it's bigger than mine."
I could feel my cock stirring in my shorts as I thought of another man using
my young body and I gave a little shiver of excitement, and then there was
tomorrow to look forward to as well! Frank crossed over to the clothes hooks and
put on a pair of dungarees similar to Steve's. As he slipped his boots back on
he spoke to me again.
"Right Mark you'd better go home, and be careful no one sees you leaving, or
entering, the yard. What we've done today is a secret between the three of
us, all right?"
"Yes Sir, I won't let anybody see me."
I picked up the porn mag and handed it to him.
"I don't think I'll need the magazine any more Sir. I'd rather do the real
thing."
Frank chuckled again as he took it from me, then he squeezed my bum and
ruffled my hair again.
"See you tomorrow then Mark, sleep well and build up a big load of boycum for
tomorrow."
"Yes Sir, Bye Sir." I called out as he went out of the door Steve had used.
I carefully made my way back home walking a little stiffly. I made dinner for
Dad and we watched some telly. I couldn't stop yawning and when Dad asked if
I was all right I told him I'd done a lot of cycling; so he suggested I have
an early night, which I did. I was in bed and fast asleep by 9:30. I slept like
a log and never woke until gone 10. I'd got a raging hard-on, but I didn't
want to wank myself off, I wanted to save my boycum until later. So I had a
cold shower which helped a bit. I felt my bumhole and it seemed to be O.K. if a
little tingly. It was really hot so I just put a pair of loose shorts and a
pair of pumps on. When I got to the kitchen Dad had left me a note to say that I
was so fast asleep, he'd decided I needed a lie-in and that he'd be back home
at the usual time.
I had a big breakfast, I was starving, washed up and tried to think of
something to occupy me until I went to Frank's. I ended up doing a load of laundry
and some outstanding ironing, my cock was stiff for most of the time, but I
managed, somehow, not to have a wank. But I did eat a lot of  my precum. Before I
knew where I was it was 10 minutes past midday so I went up to my bedroom and
got the douche bottle from under my bed and went into the bathroom. I used
the loo, washed my bottom and followed Frank's instructions with the douche
bottle. It felt funny having warm water sloshing about inside me but I persevered
and eventually I decided I was clean enough inside. By now it was twenty to
one, I left the house and made sure no one was watching as I slipped through the
fence into the junkyard. As I entered the last workshop Frank was waiting for
me by the door to the bathroom/dressing room, he was totally naked and his
thick cock was half-hard.
"Good boy, right on time. Steve's just closing up, he'll be here in a
minute. Come in here and we'll see how clean you are. We won't do the slave thing
yet until we come back in here and start the sex."
I followed him into the bathroom and stripped off when he told me to, pumps
as well. My 4 and a bit inches cock was as stiff as the proverbial poker and
oozing precum. After Frank had run his thumb over my knob and eaten my precum he
showed me a long pipe with holes attached to the far shower head.
"This will clean you out better than the douche bottle; I'll just run some
water off to get the temperature right, it's permanently set at blood
temperature,  and we'll see just how clean you are young man."
When the water was ready Frank had me bend over and brace myself with my
hands flat against the wall. He gave me another enema rubbing my belly as he
filled me up with warm water until I thought I'd burst. Then he let me release that
and he filled me up again, my cock stayed stiff and at one point I thought I
was going to cum but I managed to control it. As I released the second lot of
water Frank announced that I was clean enough. We dried off and I noticed that
Frank's thick, veiny cock had reached it's full 7 inches and was standing
out at right angles to his body. I reached out and squeezed it, collecting the
resultant precum and eating it.
"You're ready for some fun and games then Mark?"
"Oh yes Sir! It's been really hard for me not to wank off all morning, but I
wanted to save you and Steve my boycum."
My voice kept breaking and going all squeaky as I replied, which caused me to
blush.
"Hold on one minute."
He took a jar of Vaseline from the cabinet and scooped up a generous dollop.
"Bend over and pull your arse cheeks apart."
When I was in position he placed the greased finger on my tiny pucker and
pushed it straight up my bum-hole and twisted it about. I jolted forwards as it
broke through my sphincter, but as he wriggled it about I felt myself on the
verge of an orgasm, but as he removed his finger I managed to control it. Then
Frank squeezed my balls and one arse cheek and growled.
"Get next door then you little sex-pig I can't wait to stick my big thick
cock down your throat and up your tight little boy-pussy."
And then he slapped my arse causing me to jump as he growled again.
"Get in there now!"
"Yes Sir!"
I cried out and I hurried to the door with precum oozing from my quivering
cock.
"Lie on the same table as yesterday, on your back and pull your legs up and
outwards so that you're showing me your sweet boy-pussy."
As I complied Steve walked in, he too was totally naked and his cock was
pointing skywards.
"That's it cum-pig get ready to take our big cocks and have your little-boy
body filled with our  hot juicy mancum!"
I really liked it when they talked dirty to me and gave me orders. They came
up to me and without ado Frank  dropped to his knees, took hold of the backs
of my legs, and started to tongue my arse crack. At the same time Steve cupped
my head in his hands and pushed his bulbous red knob and half of his stiff
shaft into my waiting mouth.
"Suck my cock cum-pig get me really hard, eat my precum, I can't wait to
force my cock up your tight little boy-pussy."
Within seconds Steve's precum was trickling down my throat and Frank's
tongue was fucking my twitching boy-hole. I loved it and I was writhing on the
table as they assaulted my body, and a stream of precum was trickling down my cock
shaft and pooling at its base. They'd been working me over for about five
minutes when Steve started to squeeze and pinch my little nipples, sending even
more incredible sensations surging through my trembling young body. That did
it, I stiffened and my first load of the day erupted from my throbbing cock. My
boycum shot everywhere, covering me from head to foot and even hitting Steve's
belly above the base of his cock.
"Fucking hell Frank, how sexed-up is this little cum-puppy? His cum's gone
everywhere, it's even hit me."
And Steve wiped my boycum from his belly and ate it. Frank chuckled and said:
"He told me he'd managed not to wank off this morning, the little sex-pig
wanted to save all his boycum for us! We'll change over and you can loosen his
tight little boy-pussy up with your fingers, I know you can't wait to fuck his
tight little boyhole."
As they changed places they paused to lick my body clean of boycum, when
Frank pulled my foreskin back and squeezed my still stiff cock shaft before
sucking my knob clean I shuddered with pleasure. Then Frank's big fat cock was
rubbing across my lips, so I opened my mouth and began to suck on his knob as I ran
my tongue under his foreskin. I loved the taste and feel of a man's big
throbbing cock in my mouth. Then Steve gobbed on my pucker and gave me an order.
"Put your legs on my shoulders cum-puppy."
I did as I was told and Steve shoved a saliva covered finger straight up my
arse-chute, I hardly felt a thing. Within minutes he had three fingers in my
warm, moist hole and was twisting them about as he finger fucked me, loosening
up my arse-ring. When he stuffed a fourth finger into my boyhole and began to
titillate my prostate I moaned in pleasure around Frank's big cock and my own
cock started to leak precum again. After several minutes Steve removed his
fingers and placed his bulbous knob against my loosened pucker, then pushed on the
back of my thighs.
"Here it cums sex-pig, we're going to fuck you senseless today."
I gasped as he thrust his rigid cock straight into my boy-hole, never
stopping until his loose ball bag slapped against my hairless arse cheeks. Then Frank
pulled his cock from my mouth and went behind Steve and pushed his cock into
Steve's arsehole all the way to the hilt causing him to jolt forwards. I'm
sure it forced Steve's cock even deeper into my bowels.
"Fucking hell Frank that feels great, your big throbbing cock up my arse, and
my cock buried inside this sex-pig's boy-pussy. Now pull back a bit so I can
fuck myself on your cock while I fuck the cum out of this dirty little sex-pig.
"
Within a couple of minutes Steve had got a steady rhythm going; he'd leaned
forwards over my body so much that my legs were forced over my head and I had
to grip the edge of the table for support, to stop my body being shoved
backwards. I didn't care about the discomfort though, I was enjoying being fucked by
Steve far too much, and I knew I'd be cumming again real soon. I could see
Frank stood still and leaning slightly back with his hands on his head as Steve
fucked me and fucked himself on Frank's cock. Steve reached out and grasped
hold of my stiff little-boy cock., he began to toss me off, my loose foreskin and
copious precum making it easy.
"Jesus Frank," Steve gasped, "the little fuck pig's little-boy cock is as
stiff as a poker, I'm going to have to speed up if we want to cum when he does."

Steve started to fuck my boy-hole faster and harder, I was gripping onto the
table for all I was worth. Frank had got hold of Steve's hips to steady
himself as Steve fucked his arsehole faster and faster along Frank's cock. I was
thrashing my head from side to side and moaning loudly every time Steve's bulbous
knob pounded against my sphincter sending waves of pleasure through my body.
Steve and Frank were grunting and groaning as we all neared our climaxes; and
we were all drenched in sweat, and my heart was hammering. Then Steve squeezed
my rigid cock-shaft and wanked it faster as he cried out.
"Oh Christ you dirty little fuck-pig your boy-pussy is so warm, so moist, so
fucking tight. Get ready for my big load of cum, I'm almost there!"
Then he buried his throbbing cock as deep into me as it would go and I felt
the hot licks of his cum coating the walls of my moist, tight boy-chute. His
hand was still wanking my little cock furiously and my moans of pleasure mixed
with Steve's as my second load of boycum shot from my cock. I came as much as I
had the first time and my hair, face, and body were coated with boycum yet
again. Then Steve seemed to slam into me, and I looked up at Frank, his eyes
were tight shut and his hips were banging against Steve's skinny butt.
"Take my mancum Ginger, squeeze your arse ring-tight around my big cock."
He began to shudder and I guessed he was shooting his hot load of mancum into
Steve's arsehole.
When we'd all finished cumming and our breathing was near normal Steve raised
himself off me and stood up straight, his cock, which was still fairly stiff
twitched inside me. He turned to look at Frank.
"You ready Frank?" he asked.
"Yeah, we'll pull out together then I'll stuff my cock straight up the
little pussy-boy's gaping bum-hole."
With that Steve yanked his cock from my bum-hole causing me to gasp, but
immediately my hole was empty Frank pushed his knob into me and with a helping
hand, fed me his cock. I loved it, especially the short jolt of pain as it
re-opened my closing bumhole and breached my sphincter. Like Steve, Frank's cock wasn
't fully stiff, and he growled at me.
"Work  my cock with your arse-ring pussy-boy, get me hard again so that I can
fuck another load of cum out of your little-boy's cock."
I wasted no time, I wanted another fucking, and began flexing my sphincter
around Frank's stiffening cock. Frank didn't lean over me so I wrapped my legs
around his waist to get more comfortable. Meanwhile Steve was licking all the
cum from my body. When he'd finished he took my head in a hand and placed his
half hard cock against my lips.
"Come on pussy-boy clean my cock after it's been up your  little boy's
bum-hole, then suck me off so that I can fill you up from this end with my hot
tasty cum."
I opened my mouth, closed my eyes, and Steve fed me half his cock which I
began to clean, relishing the taste of the remains of his cum and of my boy-chute
juices. After a couple of minutes he pushed a little more of his stiffening
cock into my mouth and I regulated my breathing and let him push his bulbous
knob down my throat until he could go no further. I could feel his long, loose
ball-bag bang against my head, and when I opened my eyes all I could see was
the bright red skin of his loose sac. Then I started to swallow and suck and lap
at his shaft with my tongue until his cock was rigid and throbbing. At the
same time I continued to flex my sphincter around Frank's thick, veiny seven
inch cock causing him to moan and groan. Steve leaned forwards and slid my
half-hard cock into his mouth and started to suck me off. By the time I was hard,
which didn't take long, Frank's cock was stiff and jerking away inside my
boy-chute; he slapped an arse cheek.
"Right you pussy boy, get ready to have another load of boycum fucked out of
you."
And at that he started to fuck me with long steady strokes. I was in
hog-heaven, Frank's thick, 7 inch cock up my bum-hole, Steve's 6 inch, bulbous
knobbed, cock in my mouth and down my throat, and my own 4 inch plus boy-cock in
Steve's mouth. In just two days I had become a complete slave to being fucked by
big cocks and having them in my mouth, and I couldn't get enough cum to eat.
Frank picked up the speed of his fucking, which thrilled me even more as my own
cock was being expertly worked on by Steve, who also speeded up the fucking
of my throat. The feral smell of man-sex hung in the air as the three of us
concentrated on getting off. I knew I was close again and when Steve pulled back
a little so that his knob was in my mouth I knew that he was close too, so I
sucked even harder. Steve lifted off my cock to call out.
"That's it you little cum-pig, vacuum my cum out of my cock and into your
belly."
Then his mouth was back around my quivering cock. Within seconds Steve's cock
thickened and lick after lick of hot mancum hit the roof of my mouth and I
started to swallow, relishing the taste. Steve had shot about three times when
my little-boy body stiffened and my third load of the day started to shoot out
into Steve's mouth. My sphincter tightened around Frank's shaft every time I
shot but he kept ploughing away and the extra pressure he had to exert to  get
past my tightened sphincter to fuck back up my boy-chute sent exquisite
sensations through my trembling body. Frank spoke again.
"When Steve's finished cumming cum-pig keep him hard, he's going to fuck
your boy-pussy again. We're closed tomorrow so we're going to make sure your
boy-pussy has had a real work out and will need a day to recuperate."
I barely took in what Frank had said, I was still cumming. Then Frank gave a
loud shout.
"Fuck yes! Here it cums pussy-boy take my hot load of mancum."
Frank's mancum shot from his cock and began to coat my boy-chute, causing me
to groan in pleasure as he rammed his cock home. I almost forgot to keep Steve'
s cock stiff, but remembered and sucked on his delicious knob while he was
working on my little cock to keep it stiff too. Eventually Frank finished
cumming, but he left his cock in me as it softened. I was exhausted but very happy.
End of part three. Any constructive comments to Paul at INSILVA92@aol.com
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