Date: Thu, 09 Nov 2006 20:11:36 +0000
From: Pink Panther <pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Some Other Blues chapter 6
This story is a work of erotic fiction. If reading erotic fiction is illegal
where you live, please leave this page now. If you are under age for reading
this type of material, please leave this page now.
This story contains scenes of sexual interaction involving both underage
boys and older guys. If this is not what you wish to read, please leave this
page now.
The story, which runs to 14 chapters, is already complete. I will be posting
a chapter each week until it concludes, which will be just after Christmas.
Feedback, including constructive criticism, is more than welcome and I
always reply to it. To send comments, or for pictures of the boys in the
story, please e-mail : pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk and I will reply as soon
as I can.
6
Walking in through the gates of Moor Grange High School; shit, it
doesn't seem more than five minutes since we left for the summer
holiday! I'm nervous, apprehensive even. This is going to be a
challenge. I've got to try to keep it together, keep my grades up and
that. It's going to be tough, but I've got to try. Fuck! It's been so
hard for Mum, especially since Jane and Alison moved out. Jane and
Alison? They're my half-sisters. Mum was married once; they had two
daughters. They were doing okay, but when Jane was ten, their dad got
killed in a car accident. Mum was on her own for a while, then she
met HIM, my dad. Things seemed to be going really well till she got
pregnant with me. He fucked off and left her. Wanker! The girls used
to help quite a lot when I was younger, but mum says they've got
their own lives to lead. Jane's married and has two kids of her own;
Alison lives with her boyfriend. So for the past couple of years
mum's had to struggle along on her own.
It takes a couple of days for us to get all our classes sorted out.
I'm with Jonathan most of the time, except for history and religious
education, which both bore me shitless. The only classes where we're
with Ricky are design technology and art. Ricky isn't stupid, but he
has a problem with reading; I think it's called dyslexia. It really
holds him back in class. He's a good kid though, one of the best.
There aren't too many Whitestone kids make it into top sets; me and
Jon, Rachel Parker, Leanne Clarke, that's about it in our year. A lot
of the kids from where we live don't give a shit about school. Like I
said, they don't pick on me for working hard because of Jon. If it
wasn't for him I don't know how I'd have survived. But the last few
months have been, well, I don't know, difficult. It's not that I
can't do the work, but I always used to want to do it; for the last
few months I just haven't.
So now I know which teachers I'm going to be having. Seems like I've
done okay; apart from Mrs. Ogden for Religious Education, but I don't
give a shit about that anyway. Apart from her, all the teachers I've
got seem all right, and the one big bonus is that I've got Mr.
Ballard for maths. Maths is my best subject and Tim Ballard's the
best teacher in the school, not just for maths, for anything.
Everybody likes him. He's a few years older than Steve but just as
fit; lots of the girls flirt with him. He just seems to pretend he
doesn't notice them doing it. Apart from teaching maths he coaches
the under-15 soccer team; that's the year ten kids, the year ahead of
us. They hardly lost a match last season; Jon and Ricky are always
saying they wish he coached their team. So I know maths will be one
class I won't have too many problems in.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
Two weeks in and it's going okay; not brilliantly, but okay. Even
when I don't feel like it I'm getting my head down and getting on
with it. I'm completely in awe of Tim Ballard; he's a fantastic
teacher. He makes us work very hard though; he says that's the only
way we'll get to be as good as we can be. It makes sense, I guess.
Things are certainly better than they were last term, so I suppose
I've got to be happy with that.
I stretch out on my bed, waiting for Jonathan to arrive. This will
only be the second time he's been here since we went back to school.
He keeps saying he's got this to do or that to do, but it sounds to
me like he's just making excuses. Not today; he was just about
begging to come round, the same as he was last week. Now we're back
at school I can only see Steve on a Saturday, so I haven't had sex
with anyone for three days. I'm as horny as fuck. The doorbell rings.
I pad downstairs and open the door. Jon's there dressed in soccer
kit, the same as I am. He gives me a blast of that stunning smile.
Wow!! He's still the hottest kid I know. We head up to my bedroom.
Jon's shoes and socks are quickly discarded. We help each other
remover our tops. Fuck! Am I up for this!
Standing facing each other, bodies pressed together, our hands
running all over each other's back's and bums, Jon's face is turned
slightly away from me. Shit! I wish he'd kiss me! He reaches down and
begins stroking my legs. I'm so horny I can hardly remember which day
it is. His long, sexy fingers work their way up inside my shorts. Oh
yeah!
"You've got no underpants on," he whispers, giving me a cheeky grin.
"Uh-huh! I like the feeling, you know, my dick rubbing against my
shorts."
"I know how to make that feel really good" he breathes into my ear.
"What?"
"Let me fuck you in your shorts."
My eyes widen. That is way kinky, but hell, it sounds exciting; I
can't even think about saying no.
"You serious?" I ask.
He doesn't reply; he doesn't have to. He just grins at me.
"Let's go for it," I tell him.
I drop to my knees, undo the drawstring on his shorts and pull them
down. He kicks them off. A moment later his boxers are off too. I
plunge down onto his rampant cock, sucking like my life depended on
it, taking it deep into my throat, my top lip pressed tight against
his little wispy pubes. Not too much though; I don't want him cumming
before I've got him inside me. As soon as I've got him nice and wet I
let him go. I pick up the KY and smear it over his glistening cock.
It's throbbing between my fingers. Oh wow! This is going to be so
hot! I get to my feet and bend over the bedside cabinet.
"Do it Jon!" I whisper.
He moves in behind me, lowering my shorts a couple of inches. A
cold, greasy finger works its way up the right leg and into my bum-
hole, stretching my shorts tight against my cock. This is wild! A
second finger quickly joins the first. I almost explode.
"Go for it Jon! I want your cock!" I gasp, hardly able to get the
words out.
The fingers slide out. A moment's pause and then he's there, his cock
up the leg of my shorts, pushing against my pucker. I relax my bum;
Jon's hard pole slides right into me, his tummy colliding with my
bum. This is heaven!
"Just do it man!" I breathe. "Fuck me hard!"
He doesn't need to be asked twice. He pulls back until he almost
comes out then slams it right back in again. Wow and double wow! His
cock thrusting over my prostate and my dick rubbing against my shorts
are just the wildest feelings ever! My cock's leaking precum, making
a small wet patch on the front of my shorts. Oh, yeah! Slowly,
inexorably we build towards a climax, the wet patch in my shorts
growing by the second. I keep as still as I can, trying to stay
relaxed, wanting to make this last. It's useless; I've got about as
much chance of landing on Mars. As the muscle spasms hit I hang onto
the cabinet like my life depended on it. My balls pull up tight to my
body, my bum tightening wildly around Jon's cock, gripping it like a
vice.
"Oh! Oh!!" I gasp. "Nnnng!! Aaarrrggghhhh!!!"
My cock jerks violently; spunk squirts into my shorts in three sharp
little jets, making my tummy all sticky. Just as I finish cumming
Jon's breathing suddenly becomes ragged. He grips me tight around the
thighs and plunges his whole length into me.
"Oh! Take it Arron! Take my cum! Oh!! Nnngggg!!!"
I feel his cock swelling and jerking inside me as his spunk floods
into my bum. After a short pause he slowly pulls out. He's cum a lot.
I fart; I just can't help it. Now I've messed the back of my shorts
as well as the front.
Jon gets dressed in a matter of seconds.
"Gotta go, man," he says hardly looking at me, like he's really
embarrassed. "I've still got loads of homework to do."
Moments later he's out of the door and on his way home. It's weird,
like he really wishes he hadn't just done that. Earlier on, he was
pretty well begging to come round. I don't understand it. We've been
having sex for more than two months and it's never been a problem for
him; now suddenly it is. It was the same last week. I've tried
talking to him, but he just won't discuss it. Shit! I hope he gets it
sorted out; having sex only a couple of times a week just doesn't cut
it when you get as horny as I do.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
I've never had much to do with Zac Renshaw. He's spoilt and lazy and
seems a bit of a snob; he's just not the sort of kid I want to hang
out with. He's not from Whitestone; he lives in some nice houses not
far from school. I think he's an only child, but I'm not sure. When I
get to my religious education class there are only a couple of seats
left. I can either sit right under Mrs. Ogden's nose, the old bat, or
I can sit next to Zac at the back of the room. Well, that's a no-
brainer. We spend the next forty minutes trying to avoid doing any
work, and succeeding for the most part. To my surprise Zac seems
quite pleasant. I hate religious education; sitting with him isn't
going to make any difference as far as my grades are concerned. It
seems a cool arrangement.
We leave the class together, heading out to morning break. Mrs.
Ogden's classroom is in the old part of the school, away from the
main classroom block. We're a couple of minutes late getting out too,
because everyone's been messing around, so there aren't any other
kids about.
"I'm going for a piss," Zac says casually as we approach the boys'
room.
I follow him in without even thinking about it. I'm not desperate for
a pee right now, but I've got science and maths between break and
lunch, and I certainly will be before then. I don't want to make an
idiot of myself by asking to go out of Tim Ballard's class. We go to
the urinals; I unzip and start peeing. As I finish I get a very
strange vibe. I glance across. Zac's got a raging hard-on! It's quite
big too; not as long as Ricky's but very thick. I can't take my eyes
off it. Zac's a fit kid; I've never really thought about it before,
but he is well fit. In, like, no seconds flat I've got a hard-on too.
It's a couple of days since I had sex with Jon so I'm as horny as
fuck. He grins across at me.
"Let's go in one of the stalls," he whispers.
If we'd been in the main classroom block toilets I wouldn't have even
considered it, but this is different. We'll have to be quick but
we're unlikely to be disturbed.
I follow him into the stall and we bolt the door. He wraps his arms
round me and kisses me, just like Steve does. Oh wow! He's got that
same really sexy boy-smell that Daniel had. I'm so horny I can't even
think straight. In just a few seconds our trousers and underpants are
round our ankles. I sit down on the toilet. Zac's got large balls and
a neat crop of thick, dark pubic hair. It suits him perfectly. He
pulls his shirt up, revealing his beautifully flat tummy. Wow! He's
even fitter than I thought! I lean forward and take his cock into my
mouth. I know we don't have much time so I just go for it, Zac's
fingers running through my hair telling me that this isn't an
experience he's going to forget in a hurry. I feel him tense up, his
hands unable to decide whether to pull me onto his cock or push me
off. It doesn't matter; I plunge right down anyway. Several stifled
gasps are accompanied by wads of thick, creamy spunk spurting into my
mouth. I swallow every last drop before letting him go. I get to my
feet. Zac takes hold of my cock, wanking it enthusiastically. His
touch is perfect. Less than ten seconds later my spunk squirts into
the toilet in three little jets.
We dress ourselves quickly and make our way out of the building. My
head's spinning; I can't believe we just did that! I'd never even
thought about Zac being gay.
"Have you done that before," I ask.
"I've never had the chance!" he says, giving me a big smile. "I can
tell you have though! That was fuckin' awesome!"
"What about the kissing?"
"Oh, got plenty of practice doing that with some of the girls. Knew
that wasn't what I wanted though!" He pauses for a second. "You live
on Whitestone, don't you?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Come round to my house this evening, we'll have the place to
ourselves."
"I'll have to get my homework done first; mum won't let me go out
until it's all finished, and only then if it's not too late."
"Yeah, well whatever," he responds, looking somewhat irritated.
"I'll come if I can," I tell him, trying to sound more positive, "but
if I'm not there by eight o'clock, you'll know I can't make it."
"Cool!" he says, giving me his sexiest grin.
I had across the playground to find Jon and Ricky. I'm going to have
to make an excuse about Mrs. Ogden keeping us behind. My head's
telling me that getting involved with Zac just isn't a good idea.
He's not a nice kid; before today I wouldn't have even dreamed of it.
Fuck! If Jon wasn't being so difficult it wouldn't even be an issue,
but right now it just seems like too good a chance to miss. And I'm
not going to hanging out with Zac in school; I'm going to his house
for one thing only, to have sex with him, that's all there is to it.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
Usually, when I get in from school I just chill out for a while. Not
this evening, as soon as I get home I get straight down to my
homework, maths science and geography. There's no need to rush; I've
got just over two hours till Mum gets home, which should be long
enough. By ten to six I've finished. I've done all three assignments
really well too; I feel quite proud of myself. It's been a while
since I did my homework as conscientiously as that. Mum arrives home
just after six, looking tired like she usually does. I help her get
dinner ready. While we're eating we chat about what I've been doing
at school. I just miss out the bit about wasting as much time as
possible in Mrs. Ogden's class, not to mention what Zac and I got up
to afterwards! When we've finished I clear the things away and help
mum with the washing up. It's ten past seven.
"Mum, can I go round to Jon's house?" I ask.
"What about your homework?"
I show her my books and my homework diary. She checks through to make
sure I've done it all.
"Okay, go on!" she says finally. "Be back by nine; one minute late
and I won't let you out again!"
The walk to Zac's house takes nearly fifteen minutes. It's the
longest fifteen minutes of my life. I'm so horny I'm worried that
I'll cum in my briefs before I get there. I walk up the drive and
ring the bell. There's a short pause and the door swings open. Zac's
there, grinning at me. He's wearing a Versace teeshirt and some very
expensive looking cargo shorts.
"Hi! Let's go up to my room," he says brightly.
I follow him up the stairs. His room is large, and dominated by a
very inviting double bed. I take a look around. I've always thought
Jon had some nice stuff, but it's nothing compared to what Zac's got.
There's a flat screen telly with a DVD player and a games console, a
really neat music system and a brand new top of the range computer
with a large flat-screen monitor. I knew he was pretty well-off but I
still hadn't really expected him to have all this stuff.
"Where are your mum and dad?" I ask him.
"Mum and step-dad," he corrects me. "They've gone to a product
launch, up in Birmingham."
"So what does your mum do?"
"She's a production manager, makes tv commercials. Tom's some sort of
senior executive with an advertising agency, don't know exactly. He
earns a lot of money though."
"Do they go out a lot, then?"
"All the time." He shrugs. "I don't mind; it means I can do what I
like."
That explains a lot. At least my mum's there for me as much as she
can be. Zac wraps his arm round me. Slowly and sensuously we start to
undress each other. He's got a great body; he's about the same height
as Jon but not quite as slim. We're down to our underwear.
"Sexy little briefs!" he giggles. "That is sooo cute!"
I help him off with his silk boxer shorts, his rigid cock standing
almost straight up. He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls my
briefs down. I kick them off. He moistens his lips and takes my cock
fully into his mouth, running his tongue all over it. After a few
seconds he lets me go. We collapse onto the bed in a wild, passionate
kiss, hands and tongues going everywhere. His smell seems even more
intoxicating than it did this morning; I want to stay here forever!
At last our mouths separate. I scoot around, licking my way down his
chest and tummy until I reach my prize. I lick all over the bulbous,
purple head half exposed beyond his foreskin, the slowly push down on
it, burying my nose in his thick, dark pubes. Unlike this morning, I
take it very slowly; we've got loads of time. Zac hands run all over
my back and down onto my bum. The feelings are indescribable. After a
couple of minutes I gently pull off.
Zac grins at me. "Come here, I want to show you something!"
We shuffle down to the end of the bed. Zac opens up the computer. My
eyes almost fall out. He's playing a video. Two boys, one about our
age, the other one looking a year or two younger are naked on a bed.
Sure I've seen porn at Steve's place, but that was older guys,
eighteen or nineteen at the youngest and most of them look older than
that. I've never seen stuff with kids our age in it before; I can't
take my eyes off it. A title flashes up: `Andrei and Mikhail'. The
older boy, whom I decide is Andrei, although I don't really know, is
very fit, with a mop of dark, wavy hair. He's got a big cock too,
which his young friend is playing with. It looks about the same size
as Zac's but with less pubic hair. Mikhail is fair haired and very
slim, a really cute kid, right down to his slim 3 inch cock with its
little pointed foreskin. After playing around for a couple of minutes
they settle into a sixty nine, with Mikhail on top. He certainly
knows how to suck, taking Andrei's thick five inches almost to the
base.
The mutual sucking continues, Mikhail enthusiastically fucking
Andrei's mouth. For his part, Andrei's running his hands all over
Mikhail's bum cheeks, gradually easing them apart. I give a slight
shudder; there aren't any prizes for guessing where this is going.
The camera moves in close as Andrei's finger pushes into his friend's
bum. It's a signal for them to move to the next stage. Mikhail gets
onto all fours, his shoulders right down on the bed. Andrei lubes
himself up then crawls forward guiding his stiff cock onto his little
friend's pucker. Mikhail squeals as that big cock penetrates him.
Andrei pauses but does not pull out. Instead, after a few seconds, he
holds Mikhail around his slender thighs, gradually pulling him back,
Mikhail whimpering quietly as he is completely impaled.
Andrei sets about fucking his young friend with long, determined
thrusts, the camera clearly showing his cock pumping in and out of
Mikhail's bum. Mikhail emits a series of quiet moans as Andrei
thrusts into him, fucking him senseless, moans of pain, certainly,
but pleasure and excitement too. Yeah, well I know all about that!
Gradually the pace increases. Suddenly Andrei's gasping for breath.
He thrusts right into Mikhail and holds it there for what seems like
ages. At last he slowly and carefully withdraws, sinking back onto
his heels. Mikhail turns to face him. They fall into a wild,
passionate kiss as the screen goes blank. I sit there, completely
gobsmacked. It's like I just watched myself; Mikhail, the younger
boy, could have been me. I was horny before, but that was such a turn-
on! It's the hottest thing I've ever seen.
Zac leans across and whispers right in my ear. "Arron, can I fuck
you?"
I nod my agreement. I was hoping Zac would want to fuck me when I
came here; I want it more than ever after watching that vid.
"Got any lube?" I ask.
He produces a dispenser bearing the words `Liquid Silk' and squeezes
some onto his fingers. That's another surprise; it nothing like the
stuff they sell in Boots or Superdrug.
"Where did you get that?" I enquire, as he smears it over his cock.
He shrugs. "Got a friend of mine to order it for me over the
internet."
"A friend?"
"Yeah, a guy I chat with on msn."
"Weren't you worried about your mum or your stepdad seeing it when it
arrived?"
"They don't care what I do as long as I stay out of trouble," he
replies dismissively.
Well I guess that hasn't told me anything I hadn't worked out
already.
"So was that how you got the vid?"
"Yeah, he just sent that over msn. I've got a few of them actually,"
he says casually, like having videos of boys sucking and fucking each
other was no big deal. He grins at me. "Anyway, we're not here to
talk about all that stuff!"
We crawl back onto the bed. I know what he wants and how he wants it.
That's cool with me. He throws me a large towel.
"Put this on the bed in case we make a mess," he tells me.
I spread out the towel and get myself into the same position that
Mikhail was in, looking back between my legs to see Zac moving in
behind me. A moment later his cock's pressing against my pucker. I
relax, just like Steve's taught me, and it slides right in, sending a
bolt of electricity through my cock as it hits my prostate, his pubic
hair pressed tight against my bum.
"Wow! Seems like you've done this before too!" Zac comments.
He pulls back then slams it right in again, fucking me like Andrei in
the video. He gets me moaning pretty much like Mikhail too, except my
voice isn't as squeaky. He's fucking me just as hard as Jon does, but
he's bigger than Jon so it feels harder, a lot harder!
"Wow! You love this, don't you?" he says emphatically, a note of
triumph in his voice.
"Play with my cock!" I tell him, my breathing getting more ragged by
the second.
He does as I ask. It's all I needed. Seconds later the muscle spasms
kick in, starting right down by my toes then surging right through my
whole body, the most violent I've ever experienced, my bum clamping
tight round Zac's thrusting cock.
"Oh!" I gasp. "Oh! Ohh!! Nnnnggggg!!!!"
My cock jerks about with a life of its own, jets of spunk squirting
through Zac's fingers and dribbling onto the towel. Zac's going
totally apeshit, fucking me like a wild animal.
"Oh! I'm cumming!!" he shouts. "Yes! Yes! Yes!! Aaarrrggghhhhhh!!!!"
His cock swells and pulses deep inside me, wad after wad of his
beautiful creamy spunk flooding into my bum. Suddenly he's not moving
any more. He's not saying anything either, the quiet of Zac's bedroom
disturbed only by the sound of our breathing. After what seems like
forever his softening cock slowly slides out. It's been the wildest
fuck ever. I roll onto my back and we fall into a beautiful,
passionate kiss, just like the kids in the video. It's several
minutes before our mouths part. Zac's eyes are shining.
"Fuck, man! That was awesome, totally!" he breathes. "Shit! I'd no
idea it'd be that good!" He pauses for a moment. "You've been fucked
before though," he continues. "I mean, you must have been."
I hadn't bargained for this. There's no way I'm saying anything about
Jon, it would be round the school in no time. I'm not about to go
into too many details about Steve either.
"I've got a boyfriend," I tell him guardedly, "but I only get to see
him at weekends."
"Cool! We'll have plenty of time to play around during the week
then!" he says quietly, ruffling my hair.
I check the time. It's just gone eight o'clock. I've still got loads
of time and Zac doesn't seem in any hurry to get rid of me. We lie
there, just gently kissing and fondling each other. I love this! It's
not too long before we're both rock hard again. The kissing gets more
intense. After several minutes Zac pulls away. He kneels between my
legs, sitting back on his heels. He holds my legs just above the
knees and begins to lift them. Oh, wow! He's going to fuck me again!
I pull my legs right up so that my knees are close to my shoulders.
Without hesitation Zac crawls into position and thrusts his cock
right into me. After taking a second or two to steady himself he sets
to work, fucking me with long, hard thrusts.
Once he's got going, he pushes his body down between my legs, his
mouth locking onto mine, kissing me and fucking me at the same time.
This is so wild! The sensations are wonderful; I just want it to
carry on forever. Five minutes pass. Zac's not just fit; considering
he really doesn't do any sport he's in great shape too, still fucking
and kissing me, he hasn't missed a beat. My hands run down his back,
now covered in perspiration. Suddenly I feel him tense up.
"Oooh!" he groans, "I'm gonna cum! Oooh!! Nnnnnngggg!!!"
His cock swells and jerks deep inside me. He takes me over the edge
too; neither of us is even touching my cock, but as soon as I feel
him start to cum my bum flares and tightens round his erupting dick
and I cum all over my chest and tummy. That's one hell of a spunk
factory Zac's got. For the second time in less than half an hour he's
dumped a big load of cream up my bum. We lie there just kissing for
maybe another minute until his cock gently slides out of me. As I get
off the bed I let out a huge fart. A wad of Zac's spunk comes
spluttering out and dribbles down my legs. I make my way to the
bathroom and get cleaned up. I'm a bit sore but I don't give a shit;
sex just doesn't get any better than that! I return to Zac's room to
get dressed.
"Coming round tomorrow?" he enquires.
"Yeah, no problem! I tell him, giving him my cheekiest smile. "I
always get to go out on a Friday."
"Cool!" he responds enthusiastically.
It's twenty to nine and time for me to set off for home. We give each
other one final kiss and I'm on my way. I'm as high as a kite; it's
like a whole new world has opened up. Zac's all right, he really is!
And that video! Wow! How hot was that! I can hardly wait to go back
there tomorrow.
I walk into the house at five to nine.
"Hi mum!" I say brightly, trying to sound as normal as possible.
"Are you okay?" she asks, eyeing me suspiciously. "You look a bit
flushed."
"Yeah, I'm all right," I respond casually. "I'm a bit tired though so
I'm off to bed now."
I head up to my room and get undressed. Even after spending five
minutes cleaning myself up, my briefs are pretty disgusting. I'd
change them now, but I'd probably mess the clean ones too. I'll have
to sleep in these and put clean ones on in the morning. When I get
back from school I'll have to put this pair straight into the washing
machine and hope mum doesn't notice. I climb into bed and turn out
the light. My head hits the pillow; seconds later I'm fast asleep.