Date: Wed, 2 Jul 2008 13:38:25 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: ROYAL NAVY CAPERS: Portsmouth Capers 4

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I suppose after such a long break I should re-introduce my characters. I
was going to let the 'series' lapse but came across half a chapter on my HD
and decided to finish it off.

Mick and Keith don't appear in this Chapter. I feature Jimmy (telling the
story), a young seaman, and his pal Carlton (Carl) a chef straight out of
training. For light relief we have Lee a fourteen yo newspaper delivery boy
and general infestation.  In this chapter he brings an equally sluttish
school pal over for a weekend. On with the smut. Ho ho.





PORTSMOUTH CAPERS



PART 4



by



G. Cutter


Hit there, Jimmy in the driving seat again.

It was a long week although the weeks before seasonal leaves normally
are. Everyone in the Navy seem to spend most of their time moaning about
it, it must be the whinging Pommie syndrome. Then again there is a hardcore
that funnily enough prefer the Navy and joined it to get away from
home. Both Carlton and I fell into that category and to confuse the issue I
had the days mixed up. I'd babbled on about leave or holidays as some of
the newbies still called it and I was three days out with the dates. The
guys on first leave came back on the Friday week and we went on the
Saturday which meant that we would actually see Mick and Keith in
barracks. I was surprised Mick hadn't picked me up on it but he hadn't and
that was that. At least we'd got over our last duty weekend and Keith was
back. I'd had a long telephone conversation with both him and Mick as I was
still doing the talking for myself and my mate Carl.

'We're moving,' Mick dropped his bombshell just into the conversation.

'Shit.'

'No panic, arrangements stand, The missus has agreed and all systems are
go.' That one got me confused. Keith was presumably the missus but where
the hell were they moving to and where would Carl and I fit in.

'Where are you moving?'

'Upstairs, the ground floor flat... well, it's the one slightly above the
ground, you know what I mean.' I did. In those older houses the basement
was just below ground level and the ground floor was slightly above. Mick
said it was from the old days when family houses had servant's quarters
hence the 'upstairs and downstairs' thing with the poshies on top and the
servants below. At least that didn't sound so drastic and I wondered why
they'd decided to move. I was soon to find out. 'It's bigger, it's got two
bedrooms and what's supposed to be a small kid's bedroom, maybe a kid's
small bedroon, whatever,' he laughed. 'Keith and I were thinking about it
anyway. It became vacant all of a sudden so we did a grab. It's a tip and
needs a good painting out.'

'What's new,' I smiled, I could read him like a book. 'Looks like your
lodgers are going to have some work to do over the holiday.'

'I'm sure Keith and Lee will make it upto you,' he laughed. 'I've even got
a better sofa for Lee for emergencies or he can camp out in the little
room.'

'Great.'

'We're moving up on the Thursday before we come back and Keithy and I have
pulled the first duty weekend by the looks of things.'

'Nothing's easy.'

'Well, we have to do them and I'm sure you can look after yourselves for
the weekend, Lee'll be around for comic relief.'

After that it was general chit chat although Mick and Keithy arranged to
meet us in the Naafi one evening for a talk in a couple of days... I
hurried away to see Carl and put him in the picture. We were still doing
the secret squirrel thing with mutual acquaintances so we had to be careful
what we said. We'd put it about that we were old school pals who had met
after going our seperate ways and that had generally been accepted. I think
Mick and Keith did a cousins con but that was too complicated and they'd
had years to perfect their little story.

Carl and I walked across as soon as he'd finished in the main galley and
sure enough there they were. This would be a bit awkward as I barely knew
Keith and Carl didn't know him at all although he'd probably seen him
around. They were both in civvies and after a quiet round of introductions
we settled down in a quiet corner. Keith was from Leeds or Manchester and
lived upto type and that was he was a lot blunter than Mick who was a
Londoner and tended to beat around the bush a bit.

'You're going to do most of our decorating for us,' Keith grinned and
flicked his long hair out of his face. It was a habit of his and caused by
the fact he kept the front long and the back and sides short as required by
the Navy. He was a blonde and shorter than Mick but nice all the same, a
cheeky rather babyface considering he was nineteen and Lee had hinted that
he was very well built 'where it counted', knowing Lee both Carl and I knew
what he meant.

'Yeah, we'll give it a go,' Carl spoke for both of us.

'I reckon a couple of concentrated days should crack it with Lee helping,
if you take your time it could take you the whole holiday. We've done all
the ceilings already so that's the hard bit done.'

'We'll get it done and finished,' I decided. I wanted to get out and about,
after all it was high summer and we didn't want to spend the whole three
weeks in bed or stuck in the flat for that matter.

'I was looking for a sex fest for the first weekend,' Keith smirked. 'Just
to bugger things we've copped a duty weekend.'

'Never mind you'll get your rent,' I told him.

'Damn right,' he laughed. Well, I did tell you he was more blunt than
Mick. I liked him, I don't know how Carl felt but I could handle Keith, he
might be older than me but I could see he had the hots and another thing
was noticeable was that he had wandering eyes. Everyone who came in the
door to the bar got a quick once over from Keith and he seemed to be a
popular boy, he got a few greetings and waves. Mind you he did chatter on a
bit once he got going.

We eventually split up, them going back to their new flat and us back to
our messdecks. Our agreement still stood and we even had a set of keys to
get in. We arranged to meet them both after they completed their office
duty on the Friday night only this time the meeting would be rather
official, and that was in their office. No place for gropes or nooky I
would have thought, still, we'd have time for that later in the week.

The lead up to the holiday dragged and Carl and I only managed one
meaningful get together and that was a shag in the showers but that was
getting to be dodgy and we decided to call it a day. It was silly getting
captured prior to a holiday where we could share each other (and others)
for a fortnight plus. Along came the Friday and as arranged we went over
the Signal Office where Mick and Keith were on duty and had a tea. Yeah, I
know, a bit of an anti climax but that's what we did. Sat in their office
which was as dead as a doornail and just nattered on. We'd see them on the
Monday afternoon as they'd be clear of the place by lunchtime and I guess
from the hints that would be the time we had to pay the rent. I didn't
care, I had a weekend on my own with my boyfriend and the ever active
little Lee would doubtless be running around.

'What is the score with Lee?' I asked trying to fine down his place in the
system not that there seemed to be much of a system.

'He's the camp follower,' Keith laughed. 'Use and abuse, he doesn't mind.'

'He loves it,' Mick laughed.

'OK then,' I shrugged.

'He's got a weird family and get's lots of nights out...' Mick spoke
again. 'But I don't want him moving in, although he can make the small
bedroom his nest if he wants. He mentioned a couple of pals and if they're
as free and easy as he is... er, you know what I mean'

'Gotcha.'

'Having said that,' Keith grinned. 'He's always pretty safe for the
weekends so you might have an unwanted house guest by the time you get
home.'

'We'll cope,' Carl finally spoke.

'Good,' Keith looked at Carl and smiled. I could see when he gave me the
same smile he had us both on his shopping list. I didn't mind, I liked him
and the thought of rolling around on a bed with him sounded good. Well, a
little bit more than rolling by oneself around if you follow me.

In the end we said goodnight to the both of them, checked our keys and
arrranged to sort them out some sort of a meal on the Monday and then it
would begin... the holiday proper.

The following day was a bit of a nonsense and they let us go in batches,
the northeners first, then the midlanders and naturally enough those who
were local as Carl and I were classed were at the tail end but it didn't
matter. We were free or as free as you could be in the Navy for just over
two weeks. We nearly skipped down that road like Hansel and bloody
Gretel. It was a nice warm day and by the time we got to the flat we'd
worked up a bit of a sweat and surprise, surprise as soon as we opened the
door to the new flat a boyish voice yelled out.

Tea's up.' No three guesses on this one. 'Hi, lads and ladesses,' Lee's
chirpy grin greeted us as we walked into what was presumably the living
room or the lounge. He produced mugs of tea and we flopped in the sofa from
downstairs. We were a bit too exhausted to get into a conversation but we
sat there and let his idle chatter wash over us. So much for a quiet
afternoon of nooky. I was rather inclined for us both to shag him and then
do our own thing. Perhaps he had mates? We had a fortnight to find out.

'Red's coming around tonight,' Lee's babble ceased and I looked up to see
him looking at us with a big grin on his face.

'Who's Red?' I asked.

'My pal... he knows the score,' Jimmy grinned. 'Mick gave us the little
room down the side,' he pointed vaguely. 'It hasn't got a bed yet but we'll
sleep rough unless...'

'Unless what?' I had to ask again.

'You know,' he looked coy or tried to. 'If you wanted to share us, Red's
always up for a giggle.'

'Do Mick and Keith know about this?' I asked.

'Yeah, they suggested it,' Lee beamed. 'Keithy likes Red, he says Red goes
like a rabbit.'

'Does he?' I sat back and thought about it. Not a bad start to a holiday or
leave. God knows what the Red kid was like but if Keithy had done him then
he was fair game as far as I was concerned. I had thoughts of having a good
session with Carl to start the holiday but we'd have stacks of time.

'Red's ginger.'

'Is he?' I looked at Carl and he laughed. Lee was probably unaware that at
that time 'ginger' was quite common slang for a queer, it was in the navy
anyway. Nothing like a variety I suppose.

The flat itself was a lot bigger than the basement one and it was a lot
better lit. Well, being above ground I suppose it would be. It was slightly
elevated above the street to the front and had access to a garden at the
rear. It was also considerably larger, you walked straight into the lounge
through a little lobby and everything seemed to lead from that lounge, two
bedrooms with a bathroom between them and a smaller room which seemed to be
an afterthought. Maybe it had been intended for a storage room in the past
but Lee had claimed it and as he showed us around I noted a lilo (one of
those pump up beds) and a couple of blankets. The kitchen overlooked the
garden and had a door leading out onto the grass. It was totally suited to
two, a bit of a squeeze with four and would be a bit crowded with any more
but the main thing was that Carl and I had our own bedroom for a fortnight.

We checked out the decorating and Mick was correct, all the ceilings were a
pristine white and their were daubs of colouring on each and every wall
indicating what colours they intended. All pastel emulsions so nothing hard
about that. We could knock off a room speedily enough although that didn't
take in glossing the woodwork, the cans of emulsion and brushes were
stashed in the kitchen but that's where they could remain for the time
being.

We got ourselves sorted out and changed down into civvies with the ever
present Lee flitting around probably anticipating us breaking into an orgy
where he'd take lead role but it didn't happen. In the end and much to
Lee's disappointment we went around the local supermarket and topped up
with food and a small quantity of booze and got that sorted out. When we
returned Lee told us that there were still a couple of chairs and some
cabinets to come from the old flat so that kept us busy through until the
football results at five o'clock came on and that was it done. The old flat
was now completely empty and we were sitting there with furniture all over
the place and hungry.

I volunteered myself to go down the chippy and get us a meal and this
included Lee who was waffling on about collecting his pal but clearly
hanging on waiting to be fed. Needless to say, it was a dot on the cards
and all those other cliches that when I returned Lee would be in Carl's
arms on the sofa making himself at home with my boyfriend which got him a
not so jocular slap around the head. Anyway, he calmed down in the end and
we sat around eating our goodies and watching the idiot box.

'So? What about this Red kid?' I asked as Lee hadn't mentioned his pal
again.

'He's coming around about eight.'

'Can he stop over or does he have to go home later?'

'Nah,' Lee grinned. 'He's 'officially' on a sleepover with me.'

'Figures,' Carl smirked. 'Gonna be a squeeze in that bed with four of us.'

'Mick said we can use their bed when they're not here,' I dropped my little
snippet of info with a grin. 'The deal works in reverse though.'

'Well, it is their flat after all,' Carl conceded.

I looked at my watch and it was coming on six, two hours before the
mysterious Red arrived. I looked at Carl and he looked at me. I glanced
over at little Lee who was eyeballing the TV and back at Carl, he gave a
slight nod. Lee must have suspected something was in the air as he turned
to check on us both but it was too late, we were both on him. We grabbed
him and he struggled half heartedly as we pinioned his arms and legs and
bore away his struggling body. He had no chance against the two of us and
he was only playing anyway, he'd wanted something like this all afternoon
and now he was getting it.

We threw him onto our bed and started to undress him whilst he made a God
awful racket but he broke down into giggles as his clothing
disappeared. The little pervo was as hard as a stick of rock*. I stuck my
lips onto Lee's whilst Carl undressed and then Carl took over the boy
whilst I got naked. Finally the three of us got into a lazy three way until
lust got the better and I took a mouthful of Lee's tight little nuts and
then Carl took the boy's steamingly hard shaft in hand and then in
mouth. Lee wriggled around playing grab-all but also fucking into Carl's
mouth until I maneuvered myself into the centre of the bed and lay on my
back. Carl got the idea before Lee did, he manhandled the boy to crouching
above me and performing a sixty nine. Of course, Lee knew exactly what was
going on but set to with a will sucking and slurping at my hardon and
wriggling his sweet little bottom. That boy was a natural born slut and I
swear he was getting bigger. I sucked and lapped at his meaty five inches
and he thrust downwards into my mouth and at the same time he sucked away
like a fuckin' limpet on my dong. I didn't want to cum as I had a plan. A
very simple one, as soon as Carl had juiced the boy I wanted to go in on my
lover's cum and flood our little beasy boy... that should satisfy him until
his little mate arrived.

I saw Carl move up behind Lee and get between his legs, he spat on his
hardness and rubbed saliva onto his glans and without further ado located
at Lee's well used pucker and pushed in, Lee moaned but kept sucking and I
stroked his hair and generally comforted him as Carl plugged his bottom. I
slipped to the side and rolled clear as Carl fucked away. It was a peepshow
without needing to peep, I just lay there and watched as my boyfriend
shagged the more than willing Lee who now rested his head on his forearms
and pushed his little bum up into the fuck.

I could see Lee's own erection swinging and jerking under him as Carl did
his business but that could wait, we'd take care of that later for the
moment Cael and I were randy and this was the best way of settling
that. We'd have normally been at each other like ferrets in a bag but Lee
had intervened and now Lee was paying the price and quite willingly by the
look of things.

'Yeah, yeah,' Carl chanted as he came to his climax and Lee just giggled
and pushed back harder onto his lover. I saw Carl's flanks dimple as he
rammed into Lee's sweet pussy for the last time and I then heard Lee moan
and squirm. A few minuted later Carl carefully withdrew his dripping cock
and flopped onto the bed. Lee fell face down and sprawled there gently
fucking into the mattress I could see his sweet bottom tensing and relaxing
as he simulated sex and knew he wanted more, the kid was insatiable.

I grabbed him and still grinning he rolled over onto his back and lifted
his legs exposing his oozing boy fanny for all to see. 'Come on then,
Jimmy,' he looked at me with a challenge in his eyes. Well, this was part
and parcel of the plan anyway, so why not?

I moved in close and pointed my hardness at his slippery and cum covered
little hole. As he held my hips I nudged up against it and gently pushed
into his well lubricated and slippery passage. He groaned with pleasure, I
was probably slighter larger that Carl but that wasn't it, Lee just loved
cock in all shapes and sizes, having two on the trot was a treat for him
and he'd be bouncing back in a couple of hours ready for more. I held him
to me and began to serve him, it was hard work fucking into a fanny full of
cum, maybe a bit like fucking a bucket of slugs to be disgusting but Lee's
tight little arse offset that and his eager kisses made up for more. I felt
Carl behind me but he was just toying with my bottom and jiggling my balls
as they got tighter and tighter. In the end he got his fingers to my sweaty
pucker and slipped two inside me and finger fucked me as I serviced our
shared houseboy. In spite of the fluidity and batting on a sticky wicket as
the phrase has it I managed a decent cum and when I had done Lee was a
mess, there was cum all over the place and most of it on him but he was
still grinning and duckwalked or staggered to the bathroom to tend to
himself.

'I wouldn't mind Lee to myself for a session,' Carl remarked as we lay
there listening to the boy in the bathroom. 'Just a bit of tender loving on
our own.'

'Dunno if Lee does tender loving,' I laughed. 'More rough and ready.'

'Mmmm...'

'Mind you, you could take Lee tonight and that gives me first crack at his
mate, Red.'

'Yeah, I'll go for that,' Carl grinned.

I think Lee was hoping for more when he came back from his ablutions and he
got it only this time it was his turn. We spread him on the bed and as Carl
attacked his lips I went for the boy meat. Lee had a respectable cock for a
kid and as I played with it and his balls he soon recovered his previous
stalk. I was wondering if he'd had a quick hand job with the time he'd
spent in the bathroom but he assured me not so I did the duck and dive. He
thrashed about on the bed pinioned by we two heavier guys and whilst Carl
gave him the kissfest of the century I nipped off his young balls and
sucked like there was no tomorrow. He was so hard the skin on his penis was
stretched to bursting point. His swolled glans almost glowed as I gave him
a long slow blow but refused to let him cum. In the end we relented and let
him go for it. He lay there slowly fucking into my mouth and as I felt him
on the verge I sat back a bit and wanked his slippery noodle until it
jerked and splattered an incredible cum up and over his belly. I let him
get two long shots off and then ducked my head again to capture the rest.

His cum was nice, it must be all the sweets he eats and I could suck him
all day long but in the end he was dry and actually pushed my head away as
I took one lick too many at his tender and no doubt sore knob. He lay there
looking at us with a tired grin on his face. 'Pervs.'

'Super slut,' Carl mocked and they got into another little love struggle. I
settled for going to the bathroom, we had a guest due very shortly and I
must admit I was intruiged. Lee had said his mate was also fourteen but a
big fourteen whatever that meant but it was enough to pique my
interest... anyway, I'd never done it with someone who was
ginger. Eventually we all got ourselves sorted out and were back in front
of the TV supping lagers although we rationed Lee in case he started
falling over or doing something equally silly.

Spot on eight o'clock the bell went which proved Red was punctual if
nothing else, of course it might prove someone had run the worng bell but I
decided to look on the bright side. Lee rushed to answer the door and I
heard a mumble and then a laugh as they greeted each other in the small
hallway and then Lee escorted his chum into the lounge. This kid was big as
Lee had said, he was a damn sight bigger than Lee but clearly he and Lee
were on opposite sides of the growth spurt. This kid was almost as big as I
was and I was 5-10. he wasn't a bright ginger but a dull ginger more a
titian if I was being artistic and he was a looker, a good looker I
mean. He was nervous which was understandable but after Carl and I stood
and we went through the handshaking routine he seemed to relax. I had to
remember that he'd done the dirty with Keith so he wasn't that much of an
innocent. We'd rigged it so that he got to sit alongside me on the old sofa
and Carl and Lee sat on the sofabed. This was the one Lee wanted to truck
into his bedless room but that was down to Mick and Keith, we didn't want
to leave the lounge without seating. Anyway, back to Red... around five
feet ten, dark ginger, titian or auburn I suppose, good looking and without
the pale rather pasty skin you associate with carrot tops, I was pleasantly
surprised and I could see why he was Lee's pal. Little Lee positively doted
on big Red, I was surprised he didn't jump on him and start licking him to
death but Lee was fickle, he also had the hots for my Carl.

We got to around nine o'clock or just after and things were getting a bit
boring. The TV was absolute bilge for a change and Lee as ever provided a
solution. Saturday night strip poker, that livened up the conversation. The
curtains were drawn and the lights were dimmed down already as they had to
be for TV in those days and we dragged the two sofas close together and
stuck a small table between us. First off was the old argument about how
the game was played and in the end we settled for brag which is a poker
wannabe but far easier for us as Curt and I had played with navy mates and
the boys played with schoolchums.

'Five cards, bin two and play with three,' Lee declared having taken centre
stage.

'What if you have four of a kind?' Karl had to ask. Well, someone had to.

'You can't have four of a kind if you're playing with three fuckin' cards.'
Lee shrilled.

'Play five card for fuck's sake,' I decided. 'Deal five and play with those
five. Winner gives an order and the three losers do as they're told.'

That's different,' Karl commented.

'Speeds things up,' I grinned and we were off and purely by chance I won
the first hand.

'Woops,' Lee giggled throwing his cards on the table. 'What now?'

'Easy,' I looked at them all. 'A bit of a build up, so I'll take it
easy. Everyone get rid of their shoes and socks.'

'That's two things,' Lee objected as Lee would.

'No, it isn't,' I told him. The winner 'gives an order', we agreed that and
everyone carries it out.'

Once we got that little bit of verbal out of the way it was redeal
time. This time and it had to happen with Sod's Law in operation little Lee
won.

'Everyone takes their top stuff off, shirts, jumpers and t-shirts,' Lee
demanded. 'Everything above the belt,' he clarified probably assuming we
were all as thick as he was. At leat it was a step in the right direction.

The third hand was won by Karl which at least demonstrated that there was
some fairness or the Law of Averages was working overtime.

'Take off the bottom half, you can keep the briefs and whatnots for the
next round,' he giggled nervously and once again we complied. I was
delighted to see on a quick scan Lee was as stiff as a poker (no change
there), Karl was at half mast but glancing to my side I could see that Red
was on top line. His more than adequate boyhood was pushing out against his
tight boxers and it looked to be a good one.

'Nice one, Red,' I spoke quite openly and rubbed my leg up against his.

'Your deal,' he choked but I felt a return pressure on my leg.

I won the next hand, the averages had bottomed out. As they all sat their
awaiting the remove briefs command I sat and thought. 'Anything goes,
lads. Anything I order.'

'Yeah,' Karl nodded with a grin.

'Uh hu,' Red's leg trembled against mine.

'Get on with it,' Lee squealed and I noticed the first spot of dampness at
the tip of his dick standing out clearly on his dark briefs.'

'OK,' I gave a theartrical leer. 'Carl, suck Lee for two minutes on my
mark...'

'What?' Carl looked surprised.

'Do it,' I looked at my watch. 'Three, two, one... Go!'

'Shit,' Carl grinned and reaching over tugged the grinning Lee's briefs
down at the front and ducked his head. Karl to my side sucked his breath in
and glancing to my side I saw he'd gone into overdrive. His penis was now
thick and extremely hard. I warpped my arm around his shoulder and watched
my Carl at work. Two minutes is a long time and Lee was frantically pumping
up into Karl's mouth and cum spot on the two minute mark filling Carl's
mouth full of boy squirts which he promptly swallowed. Needless to say
after that short exhibition I refreshed them with more lager. I had to lose
the next hand and hopefully Carl or Lee would win. Poor Red hadn't had a
dip in the sweetjar yet but I had an idea he was going to get lucky.

Funnily enough he did win the next hand but wasn't all that brave, all he
did was demand everyone got fully naked but that was a good call all the
same. The four of us sat there with jerking cocks and Red's was a beauty. A
goodly six incher easily the equal to mine and Carl's and far bigger than
the smaller Lee edition. He had a dark red almost brown pubic bush and if I
didn't know better I'd swear he'd trimmed it. It was so neat and clearly
defined but I'd gotten an instant love job on that hardness of his. I sat
back and relaxed as we took a short break, time does fly when you're having
fun and this was certainly true of tonight. Never mind, it was Sunday
tomorrow and we had no need to get up too early.

'You do know when I win a hand you're dead,' Carl spoke to me with a scowl
and then grinned. 'I might have Lee give you a good shagging.'

'Wouldn't be the first time,' I shrugged and put my arm around Red's
shoulders again and he quite willingly snuggled into me. I wanted to grab
him and take him to bed but I had to let the game run it's course.

'OK?' Lee grabbed the pack and started to shuffle.

'Do you make love on your first date?' I whiperedin Red's ear.

'Dunno,' he turned and grinned, he then put his lips by my ear. 'I shag
though.'

'Come on, pay attention,' Lee had assumed the dealership and made a big
deal over shuffling and then making everyone cut. 'Here we go,' he dealt us
five cards each and we picked up. I dumped straight away, followed by Red,
Karl spread a king flush with a grin. Lee smirked and played around with
his cards.

'Come on. Put up or shut up,' I looked at him and with a grin wide enough
to split his face he dropped an ace, king, queen, jack and ten all of the
same suite, spades.

'Now,' he rubbed his hands gleefully. 'Where were we...'

He buggered about and waffled on for a few minutes and finally looked at
me. 'Jimmy, suck Red for two minutes.'

'With pleasure,' I took the wind out of his sails and looked at Red. 'Try
not to cum, we'll finish it off in the bedroom.'

'Right,' he croaked with a weak grin.

I pushed the table out of the way and knelt between Red's legs gently
supporting his heavy scrotum with one hand and slowly moving his foreskin
up and over his bulging glans watching as a bead of precum formed at his
slit and ran onto my knuckles.

'Now,' Lee squealed and without looking around I guessed he'd dived down
onto Carl. The card game was over.

I fondled Red's hot and very hard weapon and slowly licked it from base to
tip, swiping acropss his head with my tongue and then taking about half of
it into my mouth. He groaned and gently played with my hair as I started to
move my head up and down his slick shaft.

'Yeah...' he hissed as I forced my hands under his thighs and grasped his
soft bottom and held him steady as I moved faster up and down on his juicy
cock.

As I clasped Red's now tensed buttocks I heard the other two mumble that
they were going to bed and then the TV went off. Carl called a good night
and wished us a 'fun night' giving Lee the giggles and I heard their door
close. They were using Mick's room and I knew where I was taking Red. 'Come
on,' I stood suddenly and reached down to tug him to his feet.

'Aaaaw... I was just getting into that,' he grinned with all traces of his
original nervousness gone.

'Come on,' I repeated and draged him to our room and pushed him onto the
bed. As he lay there with a big grin on his face I dived on him but this
time I was going for real. I found the lube under the pillow where I'd
stashed it earlier. As I kissed his belly and butterfly kissed his penis I
managed to get some of the oil onto my fingers and then took him into my
mouth again. This time as I sucked on his hot hardness I managed to get
under him and get two fingers into his tight hole. He didn't even squeal,
he did squirm and writhe around as I fucked him with two fingers and tried
sucking him to death.

I knew he wouldn't last long once I found his prostate but when he cum it
was a blast. I mean that literally, I don't know when he'd had it last but
he cum once, twice and a third time swamping me with his sweet tasting
slime. What escaped me I massaged into his belly and rolled him over, he
quite willingly parted his legs and now I completed a bit more anal massage
and placing my own needy penis at his gaping hole thrust in hard and
fast. He moaned but as I'd half expected he started to shove back onto me
as soon as I started to fuck. He was good, a lot less manic than Lee but oh
so tight and half way through just before I came onto my climax he managed
the maneuver whereby he finished up on his back and we fuckled*** face to
face. My favourite position and from the grin on his face it must have been
his as well.

When I came it surged into his hungry hole in lava hot burning squirts and
he clung to me like a limpet until I finally shagged myself to a
standstill. Yeah, it was going to be a busy night with Ginger or Red as I
should call him. By the time we got to separating and cuddling he was hard
again and ready for more. I grinned and he laughed. It was a good job he
couldn't read my mind because after an early morning fourway with the two
in the other room I had a day's painting to get organised. Mind you, that's
another story and a much duller one.



				  THE END



*** Fuckle (verb) ... to fuck and make love (or a typo I thought sounded
good).


Next two up in this series: 'Manilla Nights 1 and 2' (already written) -
then 'RFA Duncansby Head' (Half written)

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* Rock is a seaside candy usually bearing the name of the town or resort,
not the stuff they make mountains out of.