Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2008 13:54:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Sebastian Fforde <sebastianfforde@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tanner's Talent Chapter 5

Tanner's Talent

Copyright 2008 Sebastian Fforde

(MB, teen, oral, anal)

This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you
aren't interested in reading the kind of sexually explicit stories you
might find on Nifty, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE
interested, then read on.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.

Chapter 5

***

I was getting ready to pick Tanner up – I had agreed to help him set up
his caricature booth at a craft fair - when I got a phone call.

"Sebastian, this is Mrs. Harris. I need to speak to you about my son."

Uh-oh! That didn't sound good! From her tone of voice I could tell she was
upset. Could she have found out about us?

My heart started pounding. I was done for! Even though I was only five
years older than Tanner, he was still a minor and I could get myself into a
heap of trouble. I tried my best to play it cool.

"Is there anything wrong, Mrs. Harris?"

"Yes, there is something very wrong! Tanner has been acting very strangely
today. I'm very worried about him. Tell me, did anything uh, happen between
the two of you?"

"What do you mean?" I squeaked nervously.

"Tanner's locked himself in his room and he won't come out. He won't talk
to me at all. I'm starting to worry that he might hurt himself! Sebastian,
you're his best friend, and I was wondering if you two maybe got into a
fight or something."

"I was just on my way down there. I had promised to take him to that craft
fair at that church today. I'll be over as soon as possible!"

I began to worry more and more as I drove to Tanner's house. What was wrong
with the boy? Why wouldn't he come out of his room? Maybe Tanner was having
some emotional crisis about his sexuality, or perhaps was feeling guilty or
ashamed of our relationship.

Mrs. Harris stayed in the kitchen as I went Tanner's room to try to reason
with the boy. Tanner's bedroom door was locked. I pounded on the door
frantically.

"Tanner! Tanner! It's me! Are you okay?"

I listened for a response.

"Is my mom there?"he asked.

"She's in the kitchen. She's really worried about you." I waited for a
response.  "Tanner, can you tell me what's wrong? Is it something you feel
comfortable talking about with me?"

"You sure my mom's not at the door with you?"

"I swear, Tanner. Your mom's in the kitchen worried sick about you."

Tanner was very quiet for about a minute. Then he opened the door a crack
and peeked out to make sure his mother wasn't standing behind me.

"I've got a big problem, Sebastian," was all he said.

"Whatever it is, it can't be that bad! Nothing's really as bad as it seems!
C'mon, let me in! We can talk things over."

"Talking isn't gonna help any."

"Please, Tanner! Just let me in! I want to help you!"

"Okay, I'll open the door. Just promise me you won't laugh."

"I promise I won't laugh. What happened?"

"I'm kinda stuck here."

"Whaddya mean, stuck?"

"You'll see."

I heard Tanner fumbling with the chain. Then he slowly opened the door. I
saw what his problem was.

Tanner's pants and underwear were down to his ankles, and his giant cock
was indeed stuck – inside the neck of a bottle of Russian
dressing. Apparently Tanner had been masturbating by sticking his cock in
bottle, and as his cock got harder it had swelled just a bit larger than
the opening. Now he was stuck. Tanner looked miserable as he held onto the
bottle with one hand.

Tanner waddled backwards from the door, allowing me in. I quickly closed
and locked the door behind me.

"What on earth were you thinking?" I laughed; Tanner's problem was serious,
but I was relieved that it was not as serious as I thought.

"You promised not to laugh!" Tanner said, turning red.

"I can't help it – this is pretty damn funny! But really, Tanner! What
were you thinking?"

"It seemed like a good idea at the time."

I gently tugged at the bottle. Tanner's cock was in there pretty tight.

"Tanner, you do realize that your penis is kind of big, don't you? And you
do realize that there are certain places that it just won't fit?"

"Well," Tanner said sheepishly, the bottle did say `wide mouth', so I
figured, well, you know."

"You know, Tanner," I said teasingly, "I love it that you're such a horny
boy, but I really wish you could save your cum for me!"

"I feel like an idiot."

"Don't worry. We'll just wait for your dick to go soft and it'll come out
no problem."

"That's the thing – it won't go down."

I laughed. "That's cuz you need some release. I have an idea. I'll be back
in a second."

"Please don't tell my mom! I don't want to have to go to the hospital like
this!"

I unlocked the door and let myself out. I went into the kitchen and looked
in the fridge. I took what I needed.

Tanner's mother was standing in the dining room, looking into the
kitchen. "Is Tanner all right?" she asked nervously.

"More or less," I answered.

"What on earth are you going to do with a tub of I Can't Believe It's not
Butter?"

I couldn't think of a good answer, so I simply said, "Don't worry,
Mrs. Harris, Tanner's gonna be fine. Just fine."

When I got back to his room, Tanner smiled when he saw the tub of margarine
in my hand. "You're a genius, Sebastian!" he laughed.

"No, Tanner, you're the genius! I got the idea from you! All you need is a
little lubrication."

"I guess the dressing didn't work," Tanner admitted. "I felt a suction and
then I got stuck."

"It's a good thing I like Russian dressing," I laughed as I applied the
margarine to the base of his cock.

With some effort we were able to get his cock and the opening of the bottle
sufficiently greased. Tanner stood up and I gently tugged at the bottle
until it slipped off with a faint pop.

"My hero!" Tanner grinned.

"Siddown, Tanner!" I ordered. Tanner sat down on the bed. I got down on my
knees and began licking the dressing off of his cock. The poor boy's cock
was still rock hard and ready to explode. It only took a few licks before
Tanner provided me with a taste of his own special sauce.

"Sorry I came so fast," Tanner said, blushing.

"Don't worry about it, Tanner. Like I said, you needed a release! How long
were you stuck in the bottle, by the way?"

"Oh, about four hours," Tanner said. "It was awful!"

Tanner's mom was so relieved when she saw the two of us coming out of his
room carrying his art supplies for the craft fair. When Tanner was putting
his stuff in my trunk, his mother took me aside and asked me what had been
the matter with the boy.

"Oh, it was no big deal," I explained. "It was a guy thing. He needed a
little help and advice. Someone to talk to. You understand."

Her eyes lit up. "Oh, let me guess – Tanner's in love!" she exclaimed
happily.

I smiled. "You could say that."

"You know, it's so hard for me to talk to him about the birds and the
bees. He really needs someone to have a man to man talk with. I just wish
his father were around. I'm so glad he has you to help him out, Sebastian!"

"I do my best, Mrs. Harris."

"So my little Tanner is turning into a man," she smiled proudly.

"You could say that," I said again.

***

Tanner and I were having fun at the craft fair, which was being held in the
hall of a local Greek Orthodox Church. Tanner's portrait and caricature
customers were mostly couples and parents who wanted portraits of their
little kids. I was helping Tanner by trying to bring in the customers.

"Come get your portrait done by the Talented Tanner," I'd call to folks
passing by. "A budding artistic genius, get your portrait done by Tanner
now before he gets famous!"

"You must be proud of your brother," a woman told me when she saw the
portrait that Tanner had drawn of her daughter.

"He's not my brother, he's my manager!" Tanner laughed.

"I am proud of him," I said, putting my arms around my boy's shoulders,
"he's very skilled with his hands! He practices every day!"

Since the craft fair was held in a Greek church, there was Greek food,
music and dancing. Even though I was with my cute and sexy Tanner, I
couldn't help but notice one of the young dancers. Like the other dancers,
he was in some sort of traditional costume which made him look very
exotic. He looked about seventeen and had beautiful, thick, curly black
hair, deep brown eyes and long dark eyelashes.

I felt bad that I was ogling this young Greek dancer when Tanner was only a
few feet away from me, drawing two giggly girls. The girls were trying hard
to flirt with him, but Tanner was only concentrating on his drawing.

After the dancing was finished, the Greek boy passed by our caricature
booth on his way to get something to eat. Tanner was pretty busy drawing
the girls, so I figured he wouldn't notice me checking the boy out.

I smiled at the boy as he passed by. He looked at me, but didn't smile
back. After he passed me by, he turned around to look at me again with an
intense gaze. As the boy walked across the hall, he kept turning back to
look at me.

I felt Tanner's foot come down on mine, hard.

"Ouch!" I yelped. "That hurt!"

"It was supposed to," Tanner said, smiling innocently.

"I'm really sorry, Tanner. I just couldn't help myself."

Tanner glanced in the direction of the Greek boy, who was busy filling his
plate with spanakopitas and dolmas from the church ladies. Tanner looked
back at me and grinned.

"I forgive you," he said. I could tell that Tanner thought the boy was
cute, too.

Tanner collected his money from the girls. When they left, Tanner moved
closer and whispered into my ear.

"Why don't you go talk to that boy and see if he wants his portrait done?"
Tanner asked suggestively.

"I'm not gonna ask him. You ask him! You're the artist!"

"Yeah, but you're the one who's drooling!" Tanner laughed.

"You're not jealous, are you?" I asked.

"A little. Would you be jealous if I drew him?"

"A little," I admitted.

"Hey, he's coming back this way!" Tanner exclaimed. "Ask him!"

I put on my showman act. "Hey there, young man, how would like to have your
portrait drawn by the very talented Tanner Harris? Only ten dollars!"

The boy looked at Tanner, who sat grinning next to his easel. Tanner waved
to the boy. With his ears sticking out and his dopey grin, I thought Tanner
looked a bit like a monkey at that moment. Tanner was very, very cute.

"Nah," the boy said, shrugging his shoulders.

"But it's for a very worthy cause!" I continued. "It's for Tanner's art
school scholarship fund! Don't you want to help this boy get into the
school of his dreams?"

"I'm gonna apply to Pasadena Art Center," Tanner started up. "And if I
don't get in there, I'm go to the Academy of Art University in San
Francisco,"

"Okay, Tanner," I laughed. "He doesn't need the whole list!"

The boy smiled weakly, but he looked a little glum. "Well, I could use a
scholarship fund of my own," he said. "I don't have a lot of money right
now."

"You could give the portrait to your girlfriend as a gift," I insisted.

"Don't got a girlfriend."

"Then give it to your boyfriend, then!" Tanner laughed.

This made the boy smile even more. Then he looked at me and Tanner. He
seemed kind of shy and sweet.

"Don't got a boyfriend - yet. But if I had one, I'd give it to him," he
said, after looking around to make sure nobody was listening in.

"Sit down right here!" Tanner exclaimed. "This one's on the house!"

"I'm Andy," the boy said, introducing himself.

"I'm Tanner and this is Sebastian."

Andy looked at me as he sat down in the posing chair. "Is he your brother?"
he asked Tanner.

"Nah. Sebastian's my model!"

As he sketched the Greek boy, Tanner could not help but massage the
throbbing in his crotch. Tanner licked his lips and concentrated intently
on the boy. The boy concentrated intently on the space between Tanner's
legs, but still kept turning back to look at me.

"Quit moving!" Tanner scolded playfully.

I'll have to admit I was jealous watching Tanner draw Andy instead of
me. Still, it was turning me on to watch Tanner get aroused. I began to
understand why guys fantasize about watching their girlfriends doing it
with another guy. I knew something interesting was about to happen.

The more Tanner drew the Greek boy, the more aroused he got. The more
aroused Tanner got, the more aroused I got. The Greek boy kept looking at
Tanner, and then at me. I think he was trying to decide which one of us he
liked better.  Tanner madly scribbled to get the drawing finished as
quickly as possible.  "There!" he said, tearing it off the pad and handing
it to Andy. "Whaddya think?" he asked.

"Wow! You're really talented!"

"Thanks!"

Then Andy looked at his bulging crotch, my bulging crotch, then at Tanner's
bulging crotch.

"What should we do now?" The Greek boy asked nervously.

"Where's the men's room around here?" I asked. "I think we need some
privacy."

"Over that way," Andy pointed. "It's pretty private."

"This is kinda weird," Tanner said nervously. "You mean, we're gonna do it
in a church hall."

"It'll be a religious experience!" I laughed. "How do you want to do this?"
I asked Andy. You want to go in there with Tanner or me? One of us has to
stay here and watch the booth."

Andy looked like he couldn't make up his mind. "Uh, I dunno. I was thinkin'
both of you. Maybe doin' it with two guys would be really hot!"

"To heck with watching the booth!" Tanner said. "Nobody's gonna steal my
art supplies here. We're all in this together!" Tanner scribbled quickly on
his pad and tore the page off. He hung it on the easel. It said: BACK IN 15
MINUTES.

I was impressed by Tanner's eagerness. I expected him to be shy at the
thought of a three-way in a public restroom. Well, Tanner was often full of
surprises.

"Okay," Andy said. Let's not go in there all at once, though. You two go
first, and I'll be there in a few minutes."

The men's room inside the church was very clean, and it was also very
private.

"Hold on a sec," Tanner said. "I gotta go." Tanner walked over to the short
urinal, the one for little kids, and pulled out his dick. I went to the
next urinal I gave him a wink, making sure he got a good look as I started
to piss.  I didn't have to piss as much as Tanner did, but I did stand in
the urinal next to him to watch the show. I grabbed his cock and aimed for
him. That made him giggle. When he finished pissing, I bent over and licked
the last drop of piss off of his dick. Then I began licking around the
whole head. Tanner started to get hard.

"Maybe we should go in there," I pointed towards one of the stalls.

"Yes, let's. That Greek boy should be here any minute."

We crept into the empty stall and I locked the door. Tanner started to look
nervous again.

"This is a church," he said. "What if we get caught?"

"We'll get excommunicated, I guess."

"But we don't even go to this church!" Tanner whispered hoarsely.

"Well then, we'll definitely get excommunicated!" I laughed.

Tanner sat on the toilet and I stood in front of him, ready to offer my
dick. I got hard very quickly. Tanner began rubbing his face against my
jeans, kissing my stiffening cock through the denim. I knew that all three
of us were going to be in for a good time.

As Tanner continued to rub his face against my cock, I noticed that his
glasses were getting in the way. Since I knew the boy would just lose them
if he took them off, I took them off for him and put them in my shirt
pocket.

"Good thinking, Sebastian," he said.

Tanner struggled with my fly, and I had to help him to get my jeans
down. My cock slid easily into his willing mouth. He worked on my cock for
about a minute, his hands on my buttocks. Then he stopped, my cock halfway
in his mouth. He looked up at me pleadingly. Then I figured out that he was
waiting for me to fuck his face. I began to give him some gentle thrusts,
afraid of making him choke. I ran my fingers through the boy's golden hair.

Then we heard the restroom door open. Even though we were expecting
company, it was scary because anyone could have walked in and seen the two
pairs of sneakers under the stall. Tanner quickly pulled his feet up so
they couldn't be seen.  The Greek boy peeked over the partition at us. He
looked so cute peeping at us with his wide, dark eyes and his adorable
button nose.

I turned around and unlatched the door and let the boy into the stall with
us. I put my hand on Andy's crotch. He was already hard as a rock. I began
struggling to unzip the boy. He had a lovely cock, not very big but
well-shaped. I got on my knees and began to suck him, which was a bit
difficult to do in that crowded stall.

I moved my hands around to his butt and began kneading his ass cheeks.  He
had a firm young ass, and I rocked back and forth on his cock as he got
into the rhythm of fucking my face.  He began to moan softly as I began
working his shaft in earnest.  He was gazing down at me through half-open
lids, and he smiled.

Tanner was still sitting on the toilet, so all he had to do was lean
forward to get some cock. I stopped sucking the Greek boy and began licking
his balls, allowing Tanner to have a chance at the boy.

Tanner sucked the boy a bit, and then moved his face down to the boy's
balls. I sucked one ball in my mouth and Tanner got the other. The corners
of our lips met in the middle. The Greek boy moaned. We licked his balls
until our tongues touched, and then we kissed.

I began to lick one side of the boy's cock while Tanner licked the other
side. Once again, our lips met at the tip. It was a very sexy kiss.

Andy motioned for us to get up. "I want some, too," he whispered.

We changed positions, with the Greek boy sitting on the toilet while Tanner
and I stood in front of him. Tanner fumbled to get his zipper
undone. Tanner being Tanner, he got his zipper caught in his underwear and
it took all three of us struggling for a few minutes with the zipper to get
him unstuck.

When Andy saw Tanner's mammoth cock for the first time, he was
awestruck. "Oh my God!" he gasped.

"You're taking the Lord's name in vain," I giggled.

The Greek boy looked like he was in heaven as he went from sucking my cock
to sucking Tanner's cock. He kept on going back and forth, sucking one of
us while jacking the other. I could see that Tanner was enjoying himself as
well. I put my arm around Tanner and began kissing him as the Greek boy
continued to blow both of us.

I had one hand on Tanner's shoulder, my tongue in Tanner's mouth, and my
cock down the Greek boy's throat. I was running my fingers through the
Andy's curls with my other hand. It doesn't get much better than this, I
thought!

Then Andy stood up again. Tanner and I were still kissing, but we broke the
kiss so the boy could join in. The boy started kissing Tanner. Tanner was
sucking on the boy's tongue, and I could see the boy was in ecstasy.

"Where did you learn to kiss like that?" he gasped. "You're very talented!"

Tanner pointed to me with his thumb. "He taught me everything I know."

"Oh really?" Andy turned to me. "Then you can teach me, too."

I leaned over and kissed him, touching the boy's bottom lip with my
tongue. Andy's mouth opened and he swept his tongue into my mouth. Like
Tanner, Andy was also a clumsy and messy kisser. Which was fine with me,
since it was just the way I liked it.

After the three of us made out for a few minutes, Andy grabbed a hold of
Tanner's massive cock. "Can you, uh, put it in me?"

I was shocked. Tanner's cock was so huge that even I wouldn't let him fuck
me, even though he had asked me several times. "Are you sure you can take
it?" I asked in amazement.

Andy looked at Tanner's massive cock. "I wanna try."

Tanner looked anxious. "What do I do, Sebastian? I've never done that
before."

"Just do to him what I did to you," I explained. "Remember how it felt to
have my cock inside you?"

"Yeah."

"And remember the stuff that I did that made you feel really good?"

"Yeah."

"Then do it to him."

"Oh, okay."

I knew that since Tanner was inexperienced at fucking that he would
probably not pay enough attention to getting the boy's hole nice and
ready. I decided that opening up the Greek boy's hole should be my
responsibility.

I pulled Andy's pants down and lifted his billowy costume shirt up. The
Greek boy knew exactly what I was going to do. He turned around and spread
his ass cheeks for me. I got on my knees and began to devour the boy's
sweet, moist hole, which was quite sweaty from all the dancing he had been
doing. I began stroking my own cock, being careful not to lose control, as
nothing gets me more aroused than the taste of a boy's sweaty ass.

The Greek boy bent over to give me more access to his open butt hole. I
jammed my tongue in as deep as it would go, then pulled it out and began
licking every little ridge and crease, lubricating the boy's orifice with
my saliva. Then I pulled my face away from the boy's ass and began to
slowly slide my finger in. The boy moaned and started to back up onto my
finger.

With my other hand I grabbed Tanner's cock and began licking the head,
getting it nice and wet. For a few minutes I kept going back and forth from
Andy's hole to Tanner's cock, lubricating both boys with my tongue. When I
figured both boys were sufficiently lubricated and stimulated, I slowly
guided Tanner's cock to Andy's hole. I made sure Tanner's cock was just at
the right angle before I encouraged him to push the head inside the other
boy.

The Greek boy gasped, holding onto the stall partition as Tanner entered
him, but he did not cry out in pain. I watched the penetration close-up as
the boy slowly backed into Tanner's dick, the anus expanding and engulfing
inch after inch. Once Tanner was all the way in the boy, I moved around to
the front and began sucking Andy's cock.

It took Tanner a while to get into a proper rhythm, but eventually he got
the hang of it and seemed to be doing very well. I always did say that
Tanner was pretty talented.

When Tanner would thrust his meat into Andy, the Greek boy would be pushed
forward, thrusting his cock deep into my throat. Thankfully, Andy's cock
was nowhere near as large as Tanner's, so I could take the entire cock with
minimum discomfort. When the boy thrust forward, I let his cock slide all
the way to the back of my throat. At that point, I would stick my tongue
all the way out until I could lick and tease the boy's balls. That,
combined with Tanner's thrusts, seemed to drive the boy wild.

"Oh God," the Greek boy moaned, "it's so good!"

I took his cock out of my mouth. "I can't believe you can actually take it
all in!" I exclaimed.

"I've had practice," the boy gasped between moans, "with Father
Olympiakos."

It wasn't long before Tanner came. When Tanner shot his load into Andy's
ass, the Greek boy bucked hard, and pulled my face against his groin while
I simultaneously pulled him closer with my hands on his butt. Knowing he
was going to shoot his load I placed my tongue tightly against his piss
slit. He moaned as his cock bucked, and more cum squirted out.

The Greek boy started to unload his hot juice in my mouth.  I eased back a
little so I could take his load.  He resumed his thrusting, and moaned
louder. The cum poured from his cock.  I swallowed as fast as I could while
still being able to savor the thick salty treat he was giving me.

I looked up at Andy.  Now he was watching me anxiously, apparently happy to
watch me swallow his white-hot cum load. I smiled as best I could with his
cock in my mouth gushing his cum into me.

I eagerly lapped that up, and moved back down to kiss his balls.  I took
them one at a time into mouth, gently rolled my tongue around them, then
moved back up to kiss his cock.  He was still oozing cum from the head of
his cock!  This boy really gushed the white stuff!  I licked the cum from
him like a lollipop.

Just the taste of his cum sent me over the top my cock shot out a load of
cum on my shirt. The Greek boy's cock stopped twitching and started to
soften. He pulled his cock from my mouth.

Tanner's cock was still inside Andy's hole, and now that we were all
drained, we slowly started to untangle ourselves from each other.  "Oh
man," Andy said, "We're SO lucky nobody came in here and caught us!"

The Greek boy zipped up his pants. I stood up and zipped up mine. Tanner
once again had his zipper caught in his underwear. I helped Tanner get
zipped up properly and then the Greek boy opened the toilet stall door.

"Oh hello, Father Olympiakos," Andy said, blushing.

"Hello, Andy...and company!" The old priest just stood there and smiled.

Tanner and I decided later that it was best that neither of us should get
Andy's number or email address. The three-way had been fun, but we both
knew instinctively that a love triangle would not be a good thing. I was,
after all, trying to build up Tanner's trust. I was getting ready to ask
him to be my boyfriend.

As we were packing up Tanner's caricature booth at the end of the day,
Tanner told me he was still hungry.

"After all that Greek food you ate today?" I laughed. Tanner usually had a
ravenous appetite, and his ability to consume food always amazed me.

"Well, I was thinking we could go to Pasolini's," Tanner said. "I want some
pizza, but if you're not too hungry you can just get a salad."

"Yeah, I guess we could do that," I agreed.

"One question though," Tanner said.

"Yeah?"

"You prefer Russian or Greek dressing?" Tanner asked with a wicked grin.
"I like them both."

To Be Continued

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