Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2011 22:36:05 -0700
From: Michael  Hines <mhines8@bigpond.com>
Subject: Steve's after School fun 8

It's been a long time since I posted the first 7 chapters of this story.
It's based loosely on a real fire that took place in the Ghost Train in
Luna Park. Two boys witness their teacher and his young pupils perishing in
the fire.  One boy saves his friend and both have enjoyed intimate contact
with the teacher and men who plotted the arson.  It's simply a story and
all the action of the men with the boys is imagined.

Perhaps it shows the love the lads find with each other and men
who like the flesh of the very young.
If you have a problem with boys having sex together and men
please leave and if this sort of thing is illegal in your country then don't read it.

You have been warned and I take no responsibility if you continue. Leave
now if you are under 18 years of age. I have no way of knowing whether you
are younger. If you are, be careful because this work is not for you.
Please email me if you have some suggestions as to what should happen or
tell me about this story. The characters in this story are not practicing
safe sex and you should not imitate their behavior. Be safe and take care.

Previously: (Chapter 7)

"Boys get your butts down here, it's a School day and about time we got a
regular pattern to the new life here."

Tim lifted lazily as I nudged him.

"Mum's called its morning, fuck we've got School. " I mumbled as Tim's
stinky body rubbed mine.

"So, why go?" He muttered opening his brown sleep coated eyes. `I'm bloody
sore Steve; tell your Mum I'm sick."

"No can do, she's trying to be good and I like that. Have to do what she
says Tim now you're with me."

"Yea I guess," Tim replied propping his elbows on either side of my
chest. "I'm still fucking sore Steve and shit I smell, you've got me all
over you."

"Love it Tim, fuck it's your sweat and man cum that has leaked a bit. You
really got rooted a lot yesterday those guys sure took out their
frustrations up your arse."

"Yea they did and wanted me to tell them about Mark. I said he was with
some boys and that's all I know because the fire started and you hauled me
out. What happened with the old guy you went with? I reckon I know his face,
he's fucked me a few times."

"We got mixed up with some men who have important jobs Tim. The guy got me
to suck his dick after lots of questions about the Ghost Train. I didn't
say much and he gave me an envelope must be here someplace." I
replied. "Probably on the floor, he said it's for both of us to say nothing
to anyone about what happened."

 Pushing the sheet back we untangled and looked for the package. I found it
under the blanket and opened the flap. Tim flopped down and seeing the
contents we couldn't speak. Mum yelled loudly, Tim shook, I gasped.

"What the fuck..." I managed.

"Shit man is this for real?" Tim spluttered.


				 Chapter 8


 "I've never seen so much cash." Tim whispered.

"It's not just money, some tickets as well. Fuck they're for that hot
American kid who's coming to perform next week and shit more, some vouchers
for big shops like D J's. You know we were getting fucked by men who have
lots of money Tim?" I questioned.

"Shit no, I fucked the men's cocks before School and never knew them. One
guy wanted me to go to his house but I didn't so he fucked me in the toilet
instead. Huge man and smelt like crap, his cock was bloody small, it just
went up and he shot, I never felt much, didn't give me a good bum full like
the other men."

"Well it's called a bribe, we must've connected with men who like boys and
they hide it from their families and also where they work. You know any of
the men's names?"

"No, never, they just bummed me Steve some guys said thanks and pissed
off. Most were in suits so I guessed they were going to work and I was in
my School uniform, it made some of the old guys really horny, they liked
feeling up my shorts, playing with my cock and bum. Some guys told me it's
what they did at School when they were kids. Stripping me was fun for them
and my clothes ended up piled on the floor. Felt good when they did
it. Nice having an old guy feeling me up.  Since I knew what they wanted I
spread over the pan pulling my arse cheeks so they could fuck the shit out
of me and after the first fuck I took lots of cock easily. My butt leaked
sperms, I really like being bummed Steve. You know how good it feels when a
man fucks you.  They used me but I wanted it and went back for more early
most the mornings. Actually the men couldn't give a shit about me and never
bothered to ask if they hurt my hole. Sometimes in the afternoon I met
Mr. Samuels and he rooted me. Usually he wanted me to be in the toilet
early next day for his friends. Often I went to his house and just bent
over the lounge for men to stuff my bum.  We didn't know each other then
Steve. I used to sit on the School bog for most of first period shitting
out globs of man cum. I liked their cocks up me and it felt good when their
knobs thickened shooting sperms up my backside. I felt wanted. Mr. Samuels
said I was, are you sure the men are well known?" Tim continued quickly.

"Yea I'm sure of that and we got in the middle of something to do with Luna
Park and the Ghost Train. Mark obviously didn't know what it was but he
knew Mr. Samuels and he fucked that boy behind the screen and hurt him. If
he knew there'd be a fire then he would've saved the kids." I replied.

"Yea it's bad what happened to Mark and the boys. I hate this and he should
be here now and we've fucked up somehow. Shit he was a hot man, you had his
cock and so did I, many times." Tim sniffed.

We wriggled smelling of boy sweat, sniffing back tears that needed to
flow. I hated Tim being used but I'd been as well. Mark was special so I
thought, but shit, he let me down, now he's dead. We have to face School
today and someone will know we truanted and the whole School will be upset
about Mark's death.

"You boys get down here now. School for you Steve and I want some time with
Tim. He's supposed to rest after all that happened." Mum called out.

"Shit man, I've got to go to school but you're okay. Mum'll let you sleep
and I'll hide this envelope. Don't tell her anything, don't know what will
happen at school because Mark's dead and shit I hate that." I blubbered.

Tim grabbed my chest into a bear hug his tears dribbling down. We had a boy
pash; I jumped up, ran to the bathroom, showered quickly and found my
school clothes. Tim watched, dragged his sweaty jeans to his waist and
grabbed my tee shirt covering his torso. He hobbled as I moved him to the
door and we walked the passage to the kitchen. Mum looked up and
smiled. She knew so much now and it wasn't a case of worrying about sex
stuff just how do we get out of this horrible mess.

"Sit there Tim and don't move. Steve you look bloody dreadful. Shit son
you've been crying and so has Tim. It's over boys I know what happened and
also what you want with each other. Its fine by me, get that through your
heads. I'm capable of anything and right now my world has two special boys
who need lots of love and care. I've been a shit far too long but things
have changed and hey I love both of you."

Tim dropped his face, eyes flowing like a river. He shook and Mum grabbed
him. I took his hands and between us we made him look up and somehow
realize that he was welcome and wanted.

Grabbing some toast I checked the clock, raced for the door after pecking
Tim's lips and cuddling Mum.

"See you later". I managed.

"I should go." Tim started.

"No you don't young man. I want some words with you.' Mum snapped.

Pissing off I started to the `bus stop. An arm came from nowhere dragging
me into a smart car. It sped leaving me sinking into a spongy back seat. I
tried to sit up but lost it as a very big body pressed me down.

"Stay still kid, we haven't finished with your body and before you forget
what happened and go to School we're going to remind you kid. Nothing you
did or saw yesterday morning must pass your lips. Understand that?"

"Sir, yes don't hurt me please, I don't know what you think and I have to
be in School."

"Not before we screw you kid. That's what you like and don't say you
don't. Shit you've got the best arse I've ever rooted, my friends love
seeing you moan and scream getting your arse fucked full of spunk. You love
it kid and like lots of men filling your bum with thick man-meat. Stuff the
Mark thing, he wanted kids and made a huge mistake being in the Ghost
Train. You didn't see anything did you Steve?"

"I saw Tim."

"Yea and he's a dirty little fucker, gives his bum to men even more than
you do."

"I don't do it much." I cried.

"Fuck kid I screwed your arse yesterday and I'm going to empty my spunk
into your body now. I've fucking rubbed wanting your boy-cunt, now my balls
are bloody blue. You're the sweetest little fuck I've ever meet. You fuck
with your mate but you need a man's cock deep in your arse and lots of
sperm in your body. He's a boy and you've been busy with men, I know you
love it." The man snarled.

"I don't know." I tried to say.

"The fuck you don't, I've watched you, slut boy, you screw any cocks and
bloody love it. Get your mouth over my prick kid and suck hard, it's going
up your bum soon and my mates want to fuck you before you get to
School. Reward for not saying anything about yesterday."

"I won't say anything Sir, I didn't see what happened. I can't do what you
want."

"You'll do what you're told. Get your mouth here now." The man demanded.

He all but raped my throat then shot ropes of thick sperm into me. I gagged
but it was useless. Whatever I'd seen in the train must have been a big
worry to the men. I couldn't think much just the money we were given and
the men who wanted us to shut up. Shit it wasn't sucking and fucking
anymore just a mess Tim and I had fallen into without knowing. I wanted Tim
out of the fire, fuck all the mess. He mattered and now this guy and his
mates wanted to screw me.

"Spread your legs kid and we'll root your pretty arse so you have spunk
spewing down your legs; try explaining that to the School Counselor. That's
where you're going isn't it?" The old guy asked.

"No Sir, I'm going to class and thanks for caring but I don't know anything
and nor does Tim."

"Yea kid, we gave you a big envelope and remember, keep your mouth shut. My
mate wants to shoot a load as we drive you to School. Lift your legs and
take a root kid. You're good I told him and best you get a bum full before
you go to class. You can shit it out but fuck kid you need cock and we're
keen to remind you to keep your bloody mouth shut about everything that
happened."

My bum crack opened as big fingers rubbed and pushed up my arse. I wanted
Tim, fuck I needed his fingers not a big oaf of a man taking my
hole. Couldn't refuse and the big bastard sank his prick quickly into my
bowels. I screamed but he slammed, I had to be fucked and obey these guys.

"Fuck kid you're a hot root. Push, pretend you like my dick. Go on tell me
you love it."

I tried to speak but his huge arms squashed my throat as his cock burst in
my tube. He shot, I bloody knew he did because his yells and thrusts got
harder and then his flabby body collapsed. He raped me I thought and as
much as I like being fucked I sure hated his cock in my body.

"Wow kiddo, you have one hot fuck hole, tighter than I've ever plunged."

"Get off him so he can go figure what we said at School. Help the kid pull
his pants for shit's sake. He's a mess. Fucking kid's got cum running down
his legs. Shit man we've gotta go. Not supposed to screw the boy just warn
him." The first guy said. "You know what the boss said."

The car moved, my arse juiced sperm and soon I was shoved onto the footpath
again with a warning that my mouth stay shut. Lucky the boy's bog was close
so my wobbly legs didn't collapse before I sank over the pan.

My crack hurt like hell as I farted spunk and bits of shit; my eyes
exploded and I bloody howled. Water ran down my cheeks as I tried to figure
the worst times and the best times. What did I know about the Ghost Train
that was so important to the men? Nothing made sense, all I did was pull my
mate to safety and we love each other. At least I love him.  I can't go
back to Mr. Samuel's house and if I say anything these men will do a lot
more to me. They like fucking my arse but will kill me if I say anything
but what the fuck do I know?  What if they go find Tim and do the same?
Shit Mum will go off her head and she knows about us but this is a big bad
mess.

Have to face class I figured so I pulled my pants up after cleaning my fuck
hole and washed in the sink. At least the tears cleared up and I managed to
get my body to the room. Late of course but I didn't think old Harrison
would notice. He can't control kids and we muck up all the time.  Just as I
opened the door I felt a hand on my arm:

"No Steve, you have to see the Deputy before any classes. He's waiting for
you in his office." My form master said.

"Why, what have I done?"

"I don't know son but it's serious otherwise I wouldn't be here. Best you
come with me and let's see what the problem is."

I followed Sir and we were admitted to the Deputy's office. My heart sank
as I caught sight of Mr. Samuels and three of the men who had rooted me.
They nodded in a serious way and the Deputy told me to sit on the only
vacant chair. My form master stood close to me.

"Steve we have a big problem." The Deputy said. "Seems you know how Mark
died and these men are part of an inspection team who were at the fun park
when the fire happened. They saw you pull a young lad out of the burning
tunnel and need to know what you saw."

I looked carefully at both teachers and suddenly it all connected. Fuck,
they were in Mr. Samuel's house before the fire and fucked Tim. I didn't
have much chance to see them up close as Mark took me into the back room
but shit, they shafted my mate and I was supposed to know what happened
later.

"I didn't see anything Sir," I mumbled. "We were having some fun and
suddenly a fire started then I saw Tim getting burnt so I dragged him out
and that's all I know. Please it's true, I can't help you at all and I know
you met up early in the day. I recognize your faces."

"That's enough Steve. I think you know too much." My form teacher snapped,
the men nodded in agreement.

"I don't Sir and Tim is the same we're never going back and sorry I can't
help you in your enquiry." I shook, tears dribbling out of my eyes.

"Okay lad you better go to class but this thing is out now and the School
will be informed at assembly. Go to the toilets and clean yourself then act
as if nothing has happened while I sort it with these men." The Deputy
said.

I left quickly trying to hold back tears and shit I didn't know why I was
dribbling. I knew nothing except I was caught somehow in a mess I didn't
want. Slowly I paddled to my class room holding the note from the Deputy to
my teacher. He nodded and said nothing. In fact no noise came from the
class as I wriggled into my usual chair. Guys wrote notes and we all
taunted the teacher but not today. It seemed like a morgue and I couldn't
wait to get out.

Finally the bell rang and we were directed to a special assembly. Freaking
I turned to guys I thought were my friends but they didn't want to know me.


"It's a sad day for all of us." The Deputy addressed the
assembly. "Yesterday Sydney witnessed a tragedy as the Ghost Train in Luna
Park was destroyed by fire. One of our teachers and a group of children in
his care perished along with other visitors to the fun park. Many of you
know the circumstances and also one boy here today managed to survive and
drag his friend to safety. I commend him and hope you will find it in your
hearts to forgive him for not activating the alarm that may have saved our
teacher and the young students who had little chance avoiding the fire
balls that consumed them. I'm sure you will seek help from the counselors
here if your distress is such that you need a shoulder to help you. I urge
compassion for your fellow student in our midst that saw what happened and
escaped unscathed as the younger lads perished."

My head fell as I realized the blame was at me. Shit I didn't care... fuck
it wasn't my fault that Mark had the boys behind one of the `Ghosts' and he
was fucking a young lad as the flames roared. The other boys were naked and
having fun, I saw them and Tim tried to stop Mark buggering the very young
kid as he was screaming. I wanted Mark to root me as he did early yesterday
morning. Tim felt the same and then all hell broke out and the kids had
no-where to go. I grabbed Tim and dragged him out. Shit it's my fault the
Deputy almost said. I couldn't do a fucking thing.

Mates or they were two days ago, just looked at me and turned away. The men
made sure that nothing I saw Mark doing would come out as I had no-one to
turn too and also the fire wasn't their fault, I didn't think it was, until
now.  That's why we got the package and what happened this morning in the
Deputies office. The men liked boys and they fucked me and Tim in the
toilet and also at Mr. Samuel's house. The deputy was one who rooted Tim
yesterday and it hit me, I had bent over the bog seat for him one
morning. I never really saw his face but a small look made me realize it
was him and he fucked my bum full of his sperms. That's why he wants me to
shut up and also why he puts some of the blame for Mark's death my way.

I bolted, pushed kids and ran from the hall. No-one stopped me and I just
fled. No good going home, didn't want to talk to Mum or Tim. I wanted a man
to hold me right now and have me hard and deep. I wanted to be loved, Tim
wasn't a man yet, sure I loved him but now I needed what I've had many
times, a big man taking me, a stranger who wants sex with a kid and I can
take his juices as he fucks the shit out of me. The bog wasn't far and I
went for it fast and without any thought about anything else but arms and
the cock of a man.

No more spying from the bushes like before, I raced inside and stripped in
a cubicle hoping I would be felt and fucked soon. My cock thickened quickly
as my fingers rubbed my hole, I was ready still a bit cummy from Tim and a
man could easily fuck me without the usual pain.

Late morning isn't promising I figured, maybe some man will come in and I
hoped he liked young boys. Usually I was bundled over the pan and rooted
hard, now I had a chance to look around and read the graffiti walls. Shit
lots happened in here and stains coated near an indent by the bog
seat. Bending I realized a hole let me look into the adjoining stall. In
fact it was big enough for a cock to slide through. My penis stood up as a
new excitement hit me, fuck men can see me and I can see them, maybe I can
suck or they suck me and then if they want, come here and root me.
Clutching my balls I tried the hole with my dick, it went through and
seemed to slide into goo like a man's mouth or Tim's. Thrusting a bit I
smelt the moist mess, fuck, I was slipping and sliding with someone's cum
dribbling over my shaft, fucking great feeling, so I pushed more loving
semen and sperm splashing my cock.

Sensing movement I slipped out and eyed the greasy hole. Sure enough a guy
wanted the cubicle and shot the door-bolt, dropped his daks and straddled
the pan. I stared at thick thighs and a hand groping cock. Our eyes met and
his tongue licked thick lips. He wanted my prick and I wanted his
mouth. Moving his head the guy opened wide and I quickly stuffed my juiced
cock through the wall. He gulped me down, fuck he sucked all of me and just
the wall stopped me getting flesh to flesh with him. My sperms rose up and
I wanted to shoot, he sucked, I nearly shot! His mouth lost me and he
looked at my body through the hole.

"Want more kid?" He whispered.

"Yes please," I groaned.

"Come in here and I'll give you a great time."

Didn't take me long to partly dress and push his door. I freaked seeing a
man at least 60, huge and a tummy to match. I stared at his thick lengthy
cock and age and weight and smell didn't matter, I wanted him to have me
now. His penis jumped as he stared at my slender boy body.

"Ah fuck kid you're so young and good looking, lovely boy cock and what a
body, want me to give you a good time?"

"Yes sir, very much and I love being with a man." I mumbled. "You don't
mind I am very young and want to have fun?"

"Do I want a boy, shit, do dogs love bones? I fucking love a young boy and
haven't had such a hot kid like you for a long time. You want my cock son?"

"Yes, I like a man to do stuff to me. Please fuck me." I whispered.

"Fuck you, shit you're a hot kid and what a body for a boy, you're fucking
gorgeous. I want your arse of course show me your slit."

I turned opening my legs so the old man could see my crack. I fingered my
wet, cummy hole and as he sputtered. I grabbed his prick, rubbed it pulling
it over my crack.

"Fuck kid you're bloody hot, I want to get my prick into your body now but
it's not good here, want come home with me so I can stuff you in bed?"

"Yes sir. I want your cock in my hole. I love being fucked by a man." I
sniveled as tears raced down my cheeks.

"What's up, you not happy to come with me?" The man asked.

"I do very much but I've had a bad day and I don't want to be at
School. Please hold me Sir and yes can we go to your house?"

"Son you are the best looking boy I've ever seen. I want to hold you and
shit kid I want to fuck my sperm up your arse. Let me wipe your face and
come outside to my car. I'll take you home and we have lots of time to
cuddle and if you want a friend in me then you can tell me why you feel as
you do." The man said very gently.

I felt safe with this big man and followed him to the car park then he
drove me to his house. Nothing was said or happened in the car. He seemed
to know I needed cuddles and that's what I got. Once inside his arms locked
my chest to his and my eyes opened floods of tears. I shook and held him,
he tightened his grip and both our cocks collided. The more tears I shed
the harder I got and somehow the old guy knew this and he just ran his big
hands up and down my back. His huge penis pressed into me and mine did the
same to him.

"Don't know what's troubling you kid but you need to be held and
loved. You're messed up and I reckon need to lie down, let's not talk now
just feel good with each other. Want me to take you to bed?" The man
whispered.

"Yes Sir," I managed, "I'd like that."

He lifted my body cradling me as he carried me to his bedroom. I felt like
a babe in his arms as he pulled back the covers, gently placing me between
the sheets. His hands wandered over my clothes as his fingers worked to
loosen them. Lifting I let him strip me naked and lay back as his mouth and
hands went everywhere. No man had ever been so gentle and loving and my
body responded, my cock slowly leaked and my tears subsided.

"I want you son, touch my cock." The man said.

Reaching out I felt his penis through his pants. He looked at my streaked
face and felt my bum.

"I'm going to join you son, cuddle you then enter your body and cum inside
your beautiful bum hole. I want to love you kid and empty my balls inside
you."

"Sir, please do anything you want to me, I need to be loved and you make me
feel really good." I answered quickly.

The man stripped and soon I felt his huge body against mine. He didn't do
anything other than hold me tight and let me blubber some more. I fell
against him burying myself into his flesh. We stayed locked like this for
what seemed ages. I loved being so connected with a man and feeling his
huge arms protecting me.

"Son you have issues I know, let it all out and then I'll enter you very
slowly and give you what you need." He whispered.

"You are so good to me Sir, I hate stuff now and I'm blamed for a lot that
happened two days ago. I didn't do anything and please fuck my body and
hold me tight. I love your arms around me. Please Sir, give it to me now."
I pleaded.

"Lie over son and I will give you what you want." The man whispered.

I turned and felt his thick penis rubbing my crack. I moaned and pushed
against him as he very slowly entered my body. Every nerve twitched and
trembled as he moved, I needed to be full of a man as I had for a long
time. This guy knew how to fuck: his arms held me tight as his penis slid
up my boy-crack, not hard like some men, just a gentle thrusts every so
often and my anus was juiced anyway so I felt little pain and pushed back
as he settled his penis inside my body.

"You fuck good." I cried out.

"You have a tight hot boy pussy and it's wonderful to be inside you
son. Fuck you're so tight and just perfect." The man moaned as his cock
moved starting to work his sperms into my bum.

I pushed, he fucked and we panted. I moaned in pleasure, he fucked harder
and I pushed, his cock pistoning inside me. I loved being rooted like this
and never experienced such thrills as now. This man knew how to fuck a boy
I figured and my cock jumped each time he rubbed my gland, I knew that was
the pleasure place for me and moaned as my cock dribbled semen. He worked
me harder, finally fucking thick man cum out of his throbbing knob up my
slippery boy-hole and kept his huge cock buried in my arse. I had never
felt so good and at last my horrors of a day gone bad, disappeared. We
didn't move and even as his penis slackened he stayed in my body.  Once he
lost it and slid out I turned my face to his and we pashed. Shit I never
thought I would feel this way with such an old man but he loved me in such
a way I have never experienced. My tears started again! This time because I
was wanted and loved. I felt that and he gave me something special.

"Son, I don't know what you have experienced but you are just a beautiful
kid and let's say nothing, just lie here and I am so happy your body is
full of my sperm. I can't believe how wonderful you feel and I want to hold
you now and make you forget everything and just be happy. I've never been
inside a boy as handsome and gorgeous as you. Shit kid you are just
awesome. Say nothing: let me cuddle you for a while." The man whispered.

"It didn't hurt when you went in and now I'm full, I feel wonderful and you
sure know how to fuck a boy like me. I want lots more, please cuddle me
now." I answered him.

"Son you are more than special and I want to suck you off now. You need to
cum so turn over and I'll suck your sperms into my body."

I wriggled around then his mouth engulfed my cock as his fingers rubbed my
bruised boy hole. He made me feel absolutely great, better than anything I
have had. I sank on his fingers and felt his cum ooze as he sucked me
off. I shot into the man's throat and collapsed, out of breath and just
exhausted.

"Stay still son, I want to care for you.

We both said nothing and actually slept, my head on his chest and his arms
straddling my body. Didn't matter he was a big tubby man: he loved me and
did something that I have never felt ever.

Much later I woke to find the bed empty and freaked...


Continued soon