Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2006 18:35:03 +0000
From: Pink Panther <pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: 'Some Other Blues' Chapter 12

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                                 12

Mike isn't into rushing things. We've been back at the apartment for
half an hour and we're still sat on the sofa kissing and fondling
each other. That's cool; I love doing this anyway.

"I said that the only similarity between you and Glen was physical,"
he whispers. "Actually, there's one other thing; you're both real
boys. That's what I go for."

"What d'you mean?"

"You're not girly at all; nobody would have a clue that you're gay;
either of you. Well, I'm not sure Glen is totally gay, probably
bisexual."

"Oh! I don't know why people think gays are all like that. I think
I'm just an ordinary kid; I just like having sex with boys . and
older guys, of course."

He strokes my hair. "Well, I like you anyway. I'm very pleased that
I've met you."

"So what's Glen like, then?" I ask.

"Well, like I said, he's quite like you, physically, maybe an inch
taller, very slim, pretty small for a fourteen year old. Comes across
as a right little chav when you first meet him, but he's not really.
He's okay once you get to know him. And he loves sex; can't get
enough of it."

"I've met a kid like that," I say, grinning up at him.

He raises an eyebrow. "Really?"

I tell him all about Daniel and Paul. That really gets him turned on.

"Wow, so you've done this sort of thing before, then?" he asks,
licking his lips.

"Sort of, not a real threesome though. I mean I had sex with Daniel
first, then with Paul. We never did it altogether."

"And is that what you want?"

"Dunno, sort of, I guess. I'd like to try it anyway."

"Wow! I've definitely never met anyone like you!" He pauses for a few
seconds. "All this sex talk is getting me horny!" he says, smiling at
me. "Are you ready for bed?"

"Sure!"

We stroll through to his bedroom. He still doesn't seem in any hurry.
I start to get undressed while he does the same. I kick my jeans off.
Mike's sitting on the bed just in his boxers.  I go and stand in
front of him, my cock twitching like crazy.

"Bang up for it again!" he whispers. "That is sooo good!"

I gently stroke his hair as he runs his hands up and down between my
legs and over my bum. Finally he takes hold of my briefs and pulls
them down.

"You're gorgeous!" he coos, before greedily engulfing my cock like
he's trying to swallow it.

His lips push my foreskin back, allowing his tongue to work all over
the small, shiny head. The sensations are so amazing I can hardly
stand upright. Instinctively I hold his head and fuck my cock into
his mouth. I can feel myself getting close and pull away before he
makes me cum; I need to save that for later! I kneel down and almost
rip his boxers off, diving down onto his rampant cock, licking it,
sucking it, working my tongue all over the head and right down the
shaft until my nose is buried in his pubes. Now he's getting close; I
let him go.

"You give amazing blow jobs!" he tells me, pulling me onto the bed
with him. "Somebody teach you to suck like that?"

"Not really; I just did it. Lots of practice, I guess!"

"That's wonderful! So what d'you want now?"

"You know; lots of kissing and cuddling then you can do me again."

"Fabulous! You know what I'd really like?"

"Huh?"

"Have you ever done it lying on your side?"

"Did it like that once; you can do it like that if you want."

"Then after we've cum we go to sleep just like that, with my cock up
your bum!"

"Won't it go soft?"

"Uh, huh! I took a little pill when we came in; I'll be hard for
hours!"

"Have you done that before, then?"

"Never had the chance; you're only the second boy to sleep over with
me, and the other one didn't want me to fuck him. I've always wanted
to though!"

"Cool! Let's go for it! You'll have to make me cum too!"

I'm a bit nervous about this; how the fuck am I going to get any
sleep with his dick up my bum? It's exciting though; I've got to try
it. I can always slide off him if my bum gets too sore. I roll over
on top of him, pushing my lips down onto his, our tongues gently
wrestling with each other, pushing their way into each other's
mouths. His man-smell is intoxicating; it's making me even hornier,
if that's possible.

Mike's hands are running all over my back and my bum, caressing me,
stimulating me. There's still no rushing; there's no need. We both
know what's going to happen, and he's quite happy to just let it
build up till it does. I spread my legs wide apart; seconds later
Mike's cold greasy finger is pushing its way inside me, gently lubing
me up. He touches my prostate; I almost go into orbit; that is sooo
wild. He does it again; I nearly swallow his tongue.

"Are you ready, babe?" he whispers.

"Yeah! Let's do it!"

I get into position, lying on my left side, my right leg cocked up
high so he can see my pucker. We put a small towel in front of me so
I won't mess up the bed then he spoons up behind me, aiming his cock
onto its target. I push back and let him slide in. Oh yeah! That's
fantastic! I just love this! He reaches round and takes hold of my
throbbing cock, pushing himself fully inside until I've got the whole
thing. I lower my right leg, squeezing his cock as tight as I can. He
eases back till only the head is left inside me then thrusts right in
again, slamming over my prostate and making my cock twitch between
his fingers.

"Oh, you love this, don't you?" he whispers.

Moans of pleasure are the only response I can manage. He gets a nice
rhythm going; ease back, slam it in, ease back, slam it in. I'm so
far off on it I hardly know where I am. One thing I do know is that
I'm not going to last too long if he keeps this up. His hot breath
flooding into my nostrils tells me that he won't either. There's a
churning sensation in my balls, my legs twitch wildly, my bum
spasming around Mike's cock. A moment later my cock springs into life
between his fingers, swelling and jerking as my little jets of spunk
spurt onto the towel.

"Oh! Oh yes!" he moans. "Oh, you horny kid, you've made me cum! Oh!
Ohh!! Aaarrrggghhh!!!"

His cock thrusts right into my bum, his spunk flooding over and over
deep inside me. Finally it stops. He lets go of my cock.

"Oh! Oh babe!" he whispers. "That was sooo good! You are beautiful!
Go to sleep babe!"

I lie there feeling totally relaxed, completely at peace, enjoying
the warmth of his body pressed against my back, his arm wrapped
around my chest. His cock still embedded deep inside me feels like
the most natural thing in the world. Moments later I'm fast asleep.

                            0 o 0 o 0 o 0

It's light when I wake. We're still exactly where we were; we haven't
moved a millimetre. I've slept like a log. I check the time; twenty
past seven. Mike's still asleep. I'm desperate for a pee. I gently
ease myself off him and pad along to the bathroom. When I get back
Mike's awake. I jump onto the bed and give him a big `good morning'
kiss.

"Good morning, Arron," he says quietly, ruffling my hair. "How did
you sleep?"

"Great, thanks"

"We did it! How long did we stay like that for, d'you know?"

"All night; I only pulled off just now `cause I needed the bathroom."

"Fuck! That's amazing! And you slept all night like that?"

"Yeah! No problem!"

"Wow!"

"So are you going to fuck me again now?"

"Uh, huh! We'll have to wait to see if Glen calls. If we're going to
have this threesome I'll need lots of spunk to keep you two
satisfied!"

"When will that be?"

"Dunno; it varies; between ten and eleven probably. If he hasn't
called by eleven thirty we'll have to forget it."

"Yeah, okay."

I get back under the covers and snuggle right up to him. If we're
going to have to wait that long there's no need to think about
getting up yet.

                            0 o 0 o 0 o 0

The morning's really dragging. We got up and had breakfast about
nine; since then I've been trying to pass the time watching telly,
but I can hardly sit still. I've got a raging hard-on; I'm just
gagging to have sex again. The ringing tone on Mike's cell phone
makes me jump out of my chair. I look at my watch; twenty to eleven,
this could be him! Mike answers the call, grins and gives me the
thumbs-up then wanders into his bedroom. I guess he doesn't want to
talk about me where I can hear him. A couple of minutes later he
strolls back into the lounge room.

"Okay, we'll be there in fifteen," he says, and ends the call.

We're on! My heart's thumping so hard it's almost bursting out of my
chest.

"Well?" I ask.

"Get your shoes on; we've got to go and pick him up."

I do as he says and we make our way of the apartment. Driving along
the city streets with me sitting in the back, there's not much
conversation; I'm too nervous and too excited to talk. After what
seems like forever we turn off the main road onto a big housing
estate, bigger and newer than Whitestone. We're approaching a large
pub; there's a bus stop outside. I spot the kid immediately; short
fair hair, navy blue hoodie, grey jogging bottoms worn low on his
hips, Nike trainers. From Mike's description it has to be him. The
car glides to a halt. The boy slides noiselessly into the front
passenger seat and we're on our way again. You wouldn't call him
pretty, but he's very cute in a rough, street-kid kind of way.

"What's all this?" he asks, a quite aggressive tone in his voice.

"I told you," Mike responds soothingly. "This is Arron; he's been
staying with Wayne. Wayne asked me to look after him while he went
out for the night. I couldn't really say no; Wayne's been very
helpful; without him I might never have met you."

"Fuckin' Wayne!" the boy snarls. "Wayne the pimp!"

The boy turns and looks at me through the gap between the front
seats.

"Where you from?" he demands.

"Carlington."

"Why you stopping with Wayne?"

"Run away from home."

"Hmm! Hope you're not trying to nick my best punter!"

"No; probably won't be around here that long."

"Mike's my main man," he says assertively. "Don't want him going off
with other kids."

Mike ruffles his hair. "I told you; it's cool, okay?"

Glen wriggles awkwardly in his seat. "Yeah, well it had better be."

"I'm your number one and you're mine," Mike tells him. Nothing's
changing that, so relax!"

"Yeah, whatever."

We're back at the apartment. As soon as Mike opens the door, Glen
strides through to the lounge room and flops down on the sofa.
Without bothering to ask Mike if it's okay he pulls a pack of
cigarettes and a small silver foil package from his jeans pocket and
starts to build a spliff. He may not be able to read and write but he
doesn't seem to have any problems doing this. He finishes building,
lights up and takes a drag.

"Want some?" he asks, offering it to me.

"Don't smoke," I tell him.

He looks at me scornfully and offers it to Mike.

"No thanks," Mike tells him. "I need to keep all my brain cells."

Glen takes a long drag on the spliff and smirks at me. "I always need
to have a bit of blow before we do it; get me nice and relaxed before
Mike fucks his dick into me."

He might be cute and as horny as hell, but I'm finding it difficult
to like him. He's a bully. I guess being small and skinny he's been
picked on quite a lot. He responds by picking on kids that are
smaller and less aggressive than he is.

"So what you into?" he asks.

I shrug. "Most stuff, I guess. Never fucked a kid though."

"When I'm with a punter I do . you know . what I have to do. But I
like fucking best; boys or girls, I don't care, a fuck's a fuck. The
last home they put me in, there was this kid, right, only ten, right
little gay-boy; used to fuck the arse off him. Squealed when I stuck
it up him; had to stuff his pants in his mouth to stop him crying but
he loved it really." He pauses and looks right at me. "Mike says you
like it up the bum."

"Yeah, I guess."

He smirks again and looks across at Mike. "We'll give you plenty,
won't we Mike?"

I'm wishing I never started this. I don't like this kid; he's got a
mean, nasty streak in him. I bet the kid in the home used to hate
Glen fucking him, probably begged him not to do it, but he wouldn't
have listened. He says the kid was a gay-boy and that he loved it,
but I bet he didn't; that's just an excuse. He was just a poor, weak
kid who couldn't look after himself, so Glen picked on him. I know
all about that; it's what I'd get if it wasn't for Jon looking after
me.

Glen finishes the spliff and stubs it out in the ashtray. "You ready
then?" he snaps.

We head for Mike's bedroom. I'm so nervous I'm not even hard. Glen
starts pulling his clothes off. Mechanically I follow suit. I'm down
to my briefs. Glen pulls off his tee-shirt, leaving him just in his
pale grey boxers. He really is skinny, just like Mike said; you can
see all his ribs. His legs are really slim too; he's sort of like
Ricky but much smaller.

"White undies!" he says, pointing at me. The kid I was telling you
about used to wear them. Get them off then!"

I do as he says. In the school changing room I get embarrassed if my
dick gets hard; now I'm embarrassed `cause it isn't. Glen drops his
boxers. His cock's almost the same as mine, an uncut four inches; his
balls are about the same size too. He's hot, there's no doubt about
that; it's no wonder the punters like him. He jerks his head,
indicating for me to get on the bed. He climbs on after me and pushes
my head down towards his cock.

"Suck it!" he whispers.

I do as he says. I hate being ordered around like that but as it goes
it's no big deal; it's not like he's got a monster dick or anything.
Michael joins us on the bed. He gets between my legs, his warm mouth
enveloping my cock. With an expert like him on the case I won't be
soft for much longer, about two seconds in fact. His hands gently
massage between my thighs, working their way up until he's tickling
my bum-hole. The sensations are unbelievable; almost in spite of
myself I'm starting to enjoy it.

I keep working on Glen's hard little spike, gently licking all over
it, being careful not to do enough to make him cum. It's the first
time I've sucked a small one like that, a real boy-cock; it's
different somehow. I still love it to bits though.

"Mike! Swap over!" Glen says.

Mike does as he's told without saying a word. Before I can get down
on Mike's cock, Glen's swallowing mine. He makes it tingle so much I
almost explode.

"Oh! Oh yeah!" I gasp. "That's fuckin awesome!"

Glen pauses for a moment and looks up at me. "Fuckin' should be! Had
it stuffed down my throat when I was seven."

He gets back to his task and I go to mine, taking Mike's rampant cock
in my mouth and slowly sucking on it. Glen's fingers locate my bum-
hole and push their way inside.

"You're pretty well lubed-up already," he comments. "Okay, get on all
fours."

I get into position, my feet right at the bottom of the bed. Mike
squirms around underneath me so my knees are straddling his chest.
His head's right under my privates so he can see Glen fucking his
cock into my bum. I lean forward, trying to suck Mike's cock, but
with Glen standing behind me, holding me round the hips licking the
head is the best I can manage. He moves forward, aiming his cock at
my pucker. With one swift movement I shoves it right in. It hurts!
The only other person to stick it right up like that was Paul, and
that was right after Daniel had fucked me so even that wasn't so bad.

"Cute little bum, hasn't he Mike?" Glen comments, almost as if I
wasn't there. "Pretty tight too, considering what you've been giving
him. Well now it's my turn!"

He fucks me exactly the way I expected him to; gripping me round the
thighs and pounding into me like a wild animal. As I also expected,
he doesn't last very long. In less than a minute he's gasping like an
old steam engine. He pushes right in and stops moving. With his cock
being quite small I'm less aware of him cumming inside me than I
usually am; I know it's happening though. A few seconds later he
pulls out as roughly as he went in.

"Wow!!" Mike breathes. "That is the wildest, horniest thing I've ever
seen. I've never seen two kids fuck before; that was awesome!" He
pauses for a few seconds. "Well, I suppose it's my turn now."

"You gonna fuck us both?" Glen asks.

"Yeah, why?"

"You got to do me first; you know I don't like having it up there for
long."

"That's cool." Mike tells him.

He gets into the same position that I was in, with Mike standing
behind him.

"Kneel in front of him so he can suck you off," Mike whispers to me.

I get back onto the bed, kneeling in front of Glen, then sit back on
my heels, knees wide apart so his face is right over my cock. I hold
his head and push him down onto it. He doesn't even try to resist. It
slides right down his throat. Mike moves in behind him and stuffs his
cock into Glen's bum. He starts to fuck the kid. Taking my cue, I
push my hips forward at the same time as Mike does, fucking Glen's
mouth at the same time as Mike's fucking his bum. After the seeing-to
Glen just gave me I know I won't last long. In barely a couple of
minutes I feel the spunk starting to rise in my balls. I hold his
head and shoot my spunk down the kid's throat. Barely ten seconds
late Mike's cumming too, unloading deep inside Glen's bum. As soon as
he's got his breath back he gently pulls out. Glen pulls back off my
cock and grins up at me.

"Go and have a bath," Mike tells him, "and make sure to wash your
dick. Take your time; there' no hurry."

Glen disappears in the direction of the bathroom.  As soon as he's
gone Mike and I snuggle up on the bed.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

"Yeah, cool."

"You don't like Glen much, do you?"

"Not really; he's too rough, as though he likes to hurt people; seems
he likes people being rough with him too."

"Yeah, well don't be too hard on him. I guess it's what he's got used
to. He told you what happened to him at the kids' home when he was
seven. What he didn't tell you was that a few days later the same kid
and another boy took him to the staff sleeping-in room. They stripped
him naked and then the two boys and the deputy head of the home all
raped him."

"That's sick!" I tell him.

"Yeah. It's not the whole story, but it goes a long way to explaining
why he is like he is."

I lie back on the bed trying to take in what Mike's just told me.
Sure Glen's not a nice kid, but after what he went through it's not
surprising he's so screwed up. There's always a reason. The thing is
most of the time we don't bother to look for it.

"Are you okay to carry on?" Mike asks. "We'll knock it on the head if
you want."

"No way." I tell him. "I wouldn't want to finish without you fucking
me."

"It shouldn't take that long," He says, stroking my hair. "Ten
minutes or so, I'd guess."

"Not a problem," I say casually.

Glen reappears from the bathroom. He's got a raging hard-on. "Now
your turn to get spit-roasted!" he says, smirking at me.

Well, he hasn't told me anything I didn't know; actually this is the
part I've been looking forward to. He positions himself sitting up on
the bed, a pillow behind his head, legs wide apart and knees raised
so his feet are flat on the mattress. He is hot! He's just like a
mini-Ricky; he's even got the same pale skin. I get on all fours,
knees apart, and shuffle forward so I can go down on his cock. He
grabs my head and pushes me right down on it. Fortunately that's not
a problem; being slimmer than any of the other cocks I've sucked it
goes into my throat quite easily. He's got a beautiful, freshly-
washed smell to him. I start to suck greedily as Mike moves in behind
me. His cock-head's pressing against my pucker. He pushes forward; it
slides in, striking my prostate. My cock twitches like I just stuck
it in the power socket. Oh yes! This is what I've been waiting for!
He can keep this up all day if he wants!

He pulls back then stuffs it right in again, sending another bolt of
electricity surging through my cock. Back, in, back, in, fucking me
harder, deeper faster, harder, deeper, faster, giving me everything
he's got. He reaches round and fondles my cock, sending me hurtling
into inter-planetary orbit. Without even thinking about it I'm
sucking on Glen's cock as hard as I can go, my tongue licking all
over its velvet-smooth hardness then slashing at his balls it hits
the back of my throat. He eases the pressure on my head, letting me
do whatever I want.

"You fuckin' love this!" he growls. "Oh yeah! Ohhhh!!!"

Suddenly he pushes me down again. His hips jump off the bed, his cum
unloading down my throat. There's no way I can hold back now. My
whole body's shaking out of control, my bum flaring and tightening
round Mike's cock. My cock jerks violently, my little jets of spunk
spurting into his hand. He's still going for it, fucking me as hard
as he can go, but not for long. He grabs my legs just above the knees
and pulls them back, forcing me down onto the bed. His cock explodes
inside me, wave after wave of thick gooey spunk flooding into my bum.

It's all over; the wildest sex I've ever had. Ever? What the fuck am
I talking about? A few months back I didn't have a clue about any of
this! Mike gently eases his way out of me. I pull off Glen's cock.
He's completely spent, gasping for breath, his eyes glazed over.

"That was just the most awesome thing in history!" Mike announces.
"You okay?"

I nod. My bum's as sore as hell.

"Bathtime!" he whispers gently. I climb off the bed and head for the
bathroom.