Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2001 23:08:30 +0100
From: Jimmy Brandon <jabran36@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Voyage of Discovery - Part 10

This is a story that involves sexual acts between a man of 42, and three
boys aged 14, 12 and 11.  If this sort of story is not to your liking, or
if reading this type of story is illegal where you live, then don't read
any further.  The story is entirely fictional, although nothing would
please me more than if it was not, and any similarity between the
characters portrayed, and characters either living or dead, is entirely
coincidental.

Many would say that if these activities had actually taken place they would
constitute child abuse.  However, can you really call it child abuse if it
is done either at the request of the young person or with the eager
agreement of the young person, and if it is obvious that the young person
gets a great deal of pleasure and enjoyment from the activities.  Rather
than child abuse, I think of it as love.  Certainly in the story a great
bond of love develops between the four main players, which lasts for many
years.

As stated above, this story depicts imaginary acts between an adult man and
three minor boys.  These acts involve masturbation, mutual masturbation,
oral sex and anal sex.  At no time are any of the minors physically hurt,
other than the temporary infliction of some pain during anal entry.  In the
story, all activities take place with the willing participation of all
parties.

This is my first attempt at writing a story and publishing it in any form.
I have been overjoyed at the number of e-mails I have received, so far all
complimentary.  It gives me great satisfaction to know that I am giving
pleasure to so many people.  If you enjoy the story, or if you don't,
please let me know by e-mailing jabran36@hotmail.com.  Provided your mail
isn't abusive I will reply to it.  All flames, however, are ignored

I apologise to those of you who have been waiting longer than usual for
part 10.  I have been on holiday for a few days, and got a bit behind in my
schedule.  I will do my best not to keep you waiting so long for the next
chapters.

Copyright Jimmy Brandon 2001 All rights reserved



Chapter 11 -- Paul Is Initiated Into The Club

By the time Phil, Peter and I had had our showers, Anita had breakfast on
the table.  She had done a full English breakfast, as a bit of a treat she
said.

When we had finished breakfast, Tom and Anita finished packing the last few
things in their bags, and by the time they had finished, the boys had done
the washing up, and it was time to help them ashore with their bags.

Tom had ordered a large taxi, and we all bundles in and were driven to the
small airport.  We all made small talk until the flight was called, then
Tom and Anita kissed the boys and told them to behave themselves.  They
said they would phone every evening.  Tom took me to one side and said that
if any of them gave me any trouble, I had his full permission to do
whatever I felt necessary, including giving them a good smack, and I would
get no complaints from him or Anita.  I told him to stop worrying, and that
I was sure they would be great.  He shook hands and Anita gave me a big
kiss on the cheek and they were through the check-in and we couldn't see
them any more.

We got a taxi to take us back to the harbour, and we went back on board.  I
sat the boys down in the cabin, and looking at Paul, I said, "Paul, Phil,
Peter and I have something to tell you, but it is a very important secret.
Before we can tell you, you must promise us that you will never tell
anyone".

Paul looked very puzzled, and he looked at Phil who said, "This is very
important to us Paul. We have a secret that we want to share with you, but
you must never tell anyone, Not Mum or Dad or anyone.  Will you promise".
Paul asked, "Has Peter promised"? and Peter replied, "Yes I have. And you
will be glad you promised when you know what it is".

Paul looked reassured, and he said, "OK, I promise I will never tell a
soul.  On my Mum's life".

I said, "OK Paul.  I understand from Peter that you and he play with each
others penises". Paul looked a bit shocked and embarrassed, and looked at
Peter who nodded.  I went on and said, "Since we started this trip, Phil
and I have started playing with each other as well. Peter found out and he
has joined us and we have been having a lot of fun together after we go to
bed at night".

Paul smiled and asked, "Like you and me do Pete"? and Peter said, "Yes we
do the things you and I do, but we do other things as well".  Paul asked,
"What else do you do then"?  Phil chimed in and said, "Well, you and Peter
wank each other off, right"? Paul nodded.  Phil went on, "Well we wank each
other off, but we also rub our cocks together between our bodies".  Paul
interrupted, "What, like a man and a woman having sex"?  Phil said, "Yes it
looks like that when we do it, but we're rubbing our cocks against each
other until we cum.  We also suck each others cock until we cum, and we
swallow the cum, and we poke our fingers up each others asses".

Paul looked from one to the other of us and asked, "Does Bas do all this as
well"?  I replied, "Yes I do Paul, and that is the main reason why we asked
you to promise not to tell.  If you do tell anyone, I would probably end up
in prison for a very long time, because the law says I mustn't do that to
young boys.  The reason we have told you is that Peter has convinced us
that if you knew, you would want to join in, and you would keep the secret.

Paul looked a bit uncertain.  He said, "I'm OK with the wanking.  I'm not
sure I want to suck your cocks, or stick my finger up your bums. That
sounds really weird to me".

I said, "One of the rules we have is that nobody has to do anything or have
anything done to them that they don't want. And at any time you can ask
someone to stop and they have to stop right away".  Peter added, "I didn't
like the sound of sucking cock or swallowing cum like you.  But when I saw
Bas and Phil do it, I gave it a try, and its really great. And sticking
your finger up the other guys bum makes it soooooooo much better.  There's
a lump up there, and when you touch it it kind of give you a feeling like
an electric shock, and it almost makes you cum strait away, its so
cooooooool.  You will love it when you try it. I promise".

Paul looked round the three of us, and after a second he grinned and said,
"OK then I want to give it a try. So long as you promise I don't have to do
anything I don't want and I can say stop whenever I like".  We all swooped
on him and tried to hug him together.  When we let him go, he said, "Can we
start now then"? and Phil, Peter and I all burst out laughing.  I said that
we ought to think about lunch first, but once we had eaten, we could make a
start at teaching him all we had done so far.

We decided we would have fish and chips for lunch, so Peter and Paul went
ashore to get it while Phil and I got the plates and cutlery ready and made
iced Orange juice with wine in it as a bit of a celebration.  Phil seemed
as pleased as I did that we had managed to get Paul to agree to join in
with us.

When the boys came back we all sat down to our lunch, but there was an air
of expectancy which made us all rush our fish and chips a bit. Even though
I told the boys not to bolt their food.

While we were eating, Paul said, "Now I understand what the noises were I
heard the other night, I heard one of you, I think it was Phil, groaning as
if he had belly ache, but different. I bet it was because he was nearly
cumming.  Peter is always telling me to keep quiet when we do things, but I
can't help it. I get so excited as I get near to cumming.  He stuffed a
sock in my mouth once. One of his. And it smelt horrible and tasted all
sweaty.  We wont have to worry about that though will we.  Not with Mum and
Dad away".  I said, "It depends where we are.  If we are in a crowded
marina like this, we will have to be careful if there are people in the
boats near us. But other than that we will be fine.  You can grunt and
groan and eve shout as much as you like if nobody can hear you".  When we
finished eating, we cleared the mess away and Peter asked if we could leave
the washing up till later.  I told them that just because their Mum and Dad
were away, it didn't mean we were going to be lazy and mucky.  I wanted to
maintain the same standards as if they were here.  The two younger boys
groaned, but got on with the washing up.

When we had finished I said, "OK. Where are we going to give Paul his
lessons"?  Phil said "Lets do it in Mum and Dad's cabin. There is plenty of
room, and the bed is nice and big. It's Big enough for all of us".

I said, "OK, lets get in there then". I took my laptop with me.  Once we
got inside Paul went to take his clothes off, but I told him to hold it.  I
said, "I've got something here which will show you quicker than anything
what we get up to together", and I opened the laptop and switched it on.
Paul looked puzzled, but Phil and Peter just sat grinning at each other.
As soon as the laptop had started up, I started PowerPoint and loaded the
presentation with all the photos we had taken of each other and set it
going.  I sat Paul down on the bed next to me, and he sat with his eyes
glued to the screen.

As the pictures appeared and changed, Paul snuggled closer to me, still
with his eyes never leaving the screen.  When he saw me humping Phil, he
giggled, looked at me and said, "You dirty sods". And then returned his
eyes to the pictures.  When he saw Peter sucking me and nearly all my cock
in Peter's mouth, he asked, "How did you get all of that in your mouth
Pete"? Peter just grinned and said, "You will find out how to do it OK".
We watched the presentation all through with various questions from Paul
and answers given by whoever wanted to answer the question.  At the end,
Paul looked slowly round all three of us and said, "That looks so sexy
seeing you guys do all that, I want to learn as quickly as I can.  U lot
have been cheating on me, and I've got to catch up.

When the presentation had finished, I shut down the laptop and took it out
to the saloon, out of the way, and when I came back, Paul was taking his
shirt off

I said, "Its much nicer Paul if someone else undresses you and you undress
them. Who want to undress Paul"?  Paul said, "I want you to do it Bas,
specially if I get to undress you as well".  I said, "OK then. That means
that you and Peter do each other Phil".  They both nodded.  I sat Paul on
the bed and slipped off his trainers and his socks.  I then licked the
insteps of his feet and sucked his toes, making him squirm.  I then sat
back and looked at my feet.  He knelt down and removed my trainers and
socks, and he sniffed my feet and said, "Do I have to lick and suck them"?
I said, "Not if you don't want to you don't. Remember what we said".  He
sniffed again, and gingerly licked at the instep of my left foot.  He drew
his tongue back and licked his lips, and then he said, "That wasn't too
bad". And he licked both feet and sucked the toes.  He had passed the first
barrier without too much trouble.

Phil and Peter had been watching this, and although we hadn't done the foot
licking routine before, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that they
both tried it and seemed to enjoy the experience.

I then slipped Paul's tee shirt over his head and began to kiss his
nipples.
  After a few moments he moaned and felt them.  He said, "I never knew you
could make them stick out like that. That feels soooooo nice".  I licked my
way down to his belly button and slurped my tongue round inside it until he
began to giggle.  He then jumped up and pulled my polo shirt off and did
the same to me.

Next I undid the draw string of his shorts and slowly slid them down his
legs and off his feet. This exposed his slip which I was very pleased to
see was bulging out very nicely.  It was difficult to tell, but it looked
as if Peter was right and that Paul's cock was almost as long as his.  I
gently pressed the back of my hand against the bulge, then I turned it over
and grasped him in the palm of my hand.  His cock was throbbing to the
pulse of his heart and it felt really wonderful.

Paul now began to remove my shorts.  He undid the belt and the hook and
zip, and then slid them off my legs.  Next to took hold of my throbbing
bulge and I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head.  He gasped,
"Its huge. I'll never get that in my mouth".  Peter said, "Maybe not all of
it. But I bet you get a lot more in than you think.  If you decide that you
want to that is". Paul continued to feel my cock through my slip, and I did
the same to him.  I then said to him, "What about we both pull each others
slips off together"?  He grinned and took hold of the waistband of mine.  I
took his in my hands and said,
"One…………..Two……………Three". and we both whipped
the others slips down to the ankles and stepped out of them. Paul just
stared at my dick.  "What's that dripping from your pee hole", he asked",
have you cum already"?

Once again I had to explain about per-cum.  He left me and went to his two
brothers who had just pulled their slips down as well and inspected both of
their dicks.  "They've got it as well.  Why haven't I got any"?  I told him
not to worry and that Peter had not had any until we explained he had to
take his time and give himself time to get aroused.  I told him he would be
producing it before long, and not to worry.  I then gently laid him down on
the bed and took his beautiful cock in my fingers.  It was almost exactly
the same length as Peter's, but not quite as thick.  I gently pulled his
foreskin back to see if it would uncover his glans without hurting, and I
had no trouble at all with it.  I then began to gently move the skin back
and forth over the purple cock head and he began to do the same to me.
After a bit, I showed him how to pull my foreskin back and use his hand on
the pre-cum lubricated cock head.  He said he liked the feel of that, and
after a few strokes, he let go of me, held his hand to his nose and
sniffed, and then gingerly stuck the tip of his tongue into it and tasted
it.  At first he screwed up his face, but then he smiled and said, "That's
cool". And licked the rest off his hand.

By this time he was beginning to get quite worked up as I continued to wank
his cock for him, and he returned his attention to mine.  He began to
thrust his groin at my hand as I pumped, and he began to pump me faster and
harder, and I realised that he was getting near his climax.  All of a
sudden he gasped, "Where do I cum"? and I told him to cum all over me.  I
asked him if I could cum over him and he nodded jerkily, and began to shoot
his thin, watery boy spunk over my belly.  That was all I needed, and I
shot my load all over him.  He just lay there gasping, rubbing his right
hand in the mess on his belly and his left hand in the mess on my belly. I
just lay back and watched him, and at the same time I was in time to see
Phil and Peter shoot their loads all over each other.  When we had all
recovered our composure, I pulled all the boys to me and we hugged together
with the spunk from all four of us mixing together on our bodies.

Paul had a glazed look in his eyes, but after a few moments he whispered,
"That was unbelievable. How come you never make it feel like that Pete".
Peter said, "I will in future. I learned loads from Bas and Phil. And so
will you".  Paul said, That's the best wank I've ever had Bas.  That was
fantastic. I shot more than I usually do as well.  Was I good with you as
well"?  I assured him that he had done really well.

When we had all recovers ourselves a bit, I said, "I think before we do
anything else, we should move to somewhere where it may be more private".
Phil asked where I was thinking of, and I said, "Lets go to Sark. There's a
bay there where we can anchor. We may be the only boat there for the night,
but if we aren't, we can anchor well away from any other boats so that we
don't have to worry about neighbours".

We all got dressed and while the boys topped up the water tanks, I checked
the tides.  We had about 45 minutes left to get over the sill and get clear
of the marina, but we would have foul tides for the 1˝ trip to Sark, o I
decided to motor.

I sent Phil round to the Harbour Master's office to pay the balance of the
mooring fees that we owed, and while he was gone, Peter and Paul did the
engine checks together, with me watching.  By the time Phil came back, the
engine was running, and we had just a bow line and a stern line singled up.
As Phil stepped aboard, Peter and Paul let go the lines, and we made our
way to the marina entrance. As when we had arrived, we didn't have much
water to spare, but we made it safely.

I asked Paul if he was ready to start learning about navigation, and he
said, "I would like to have a go, but it all seems so complicated".  Peter
said, "It looks worse than it is. Let Phil show u how to do it. You will
soon get the hang of it".  So Phil took Paul down to the chart table and
got the chart and the almanac out and began to work out the course while I
supervised Peter taking the boat out of the harbour.

By the time we were clear of the harbour entrance, Phil and Paul had worked
out that a course of 1300 Would take us to the south of the rocks and tiny
islets to the south of the island of Herm, and then a course of 1200 would
take us to the south of Sark.  We would then need a course of 270 to take
us up towards the bays where I was looking for a secluded anchorage.  I got
Phil to show Peter and Paul how to plot the waypoints into the GPS, and
then we set the autopilot so that all we had to do was to keep a lookout.

Once we were about a couple of miles clear of the harbour, Peter said,
"There's no other boats near us Bas. Can we all strip off"?  I said, "Yes
that's OK so long as u keep your shorts handy, just in case any other boats
get close".

The boys were all naked almost before I had finished saying it.  I noticed
that they all had half hard cocks, and was not at all surprised when Paul
asked, "Aren't you taking yours off as well then"?  I said, "No, if you
want them off, you can take them off".  That was a mistake, because I was
mobbed by all three of them pulling at my clothes, and any other part of me
they could get hold of.  By the time they had finished, we had all had some
fun and a good grope of each other.

Paul asked if we could continue his education, but I told him to be
patient, it would be more fun when we got to Sark.

We all sat in the cockpit, Phil and I next to each other on one side, and
Peter and Paul on the other side.  Phil nestled against me and idly began
to play with my dick and balls, I also began to play with him, but not
seriously enough to make him go all the way.  He took my lead and just
fondled gently.  Peter and Paul were doing the same opposite us.  Paul had
a dreamy look in his eyes, and he said, "This is so nice. I wish we could
always be sexy like this. It is so much fun".

While we motored along, gently playing with each other, I explained to the
boys the Sark was an island where the only motorised transport was farm
tractors.  There were no cars.  The island was privately owned, and this
was a rule of the owner.  It was only in recent years that even tractors
had been allowed.  Before that it had been horses and carts only.

As we neared the island, the boys commented on how many houses there were
and how they were all on the higher parts of the island.  They asked how
they got provisions to the Island, and I showed them in the almanac that
there was a little harbour, but it could only be used at near high tide.

We rounded the southern tip of the island and I took her off autopilot as
we headed up towards the two bays, Dixcart Bay and Derrible Bay, one of
which I hoped to anchor in.  There was not much wind forecast, and what
there was was coming from the west- north-west, So either of these bays
would give us all the shelter we needed.
  As we came up towards the bays, I saw that there were about six or seven
boats anchored in Derrible Bay, but that there were only two in Dixcart
Bay, and one of those looked as if it was raising its anchor to leave.  We
decided to anchor in Dixcart Bay, and while Phil brought the boat slowly
in, Peter and Paul stood by to let the anchor drop.  We crept in as close
as we could while still leaving enough depth of water under us to keep us
afloat when the tide fell, and then Phil stopped the boat in the water, and
the boys let the anchor down. Measuring out carefully the length of chain
they let out to make sure that we would be safely anchored at high water.
As we came in towards the bay, I had told the boys to slip their shorts on
because of the other boat.  After we had made sure the anchor was holding,
and stopped the engine I noticed Peter studying the other boat through the
binoculars.  He laughed and said, "Why did u make us put our shorts on,
those two are naked.  She's got massive tits. And she's got dark hair all
round her pussy, although the hair on her head is blond".  Paul took the
glasses and had a look, and then asked if we could take our shorts off
again.  I told them OK, but no messing around with each other on deck.

I don't know if it was because they had seen the boys looking at them, but
after a few minutes, we heard the engine of the other boat start up, and
when we looked they were raising their anchor, and they soon disappeared
round the headland.  So long as nobody else decided to anchor there, we had
the bay to ourselves.  The boys were delighted, so was I, but I didn't make
it quite so obvious.  As soon as the other boat had gone, Peter and Paul
came up to me, and before I realised what they were up to, they had my
shorts round my ankles.  I just laughed and stepped out of them and
playfully slapped both boys on their bare asses.

Once we were sure that the anchor was holding OK, I suggested to the boys
that we go ashore and have a barbecue.  They seemed keen on the idea, so we
lowered toe dinghy on its davits at the stern into the water, got together
everything that we needed, me making sure that the boys took shorts and
sweatshirts with them, and we started the outboard and made for the beach.

The beach was quite small, and was surrounded by low cliffs, with a single
path making its way up a gully towards the rest of the island.  From my
previous visits to the island, I was reasonably sure that at this time of
the evening we were unlikely to be disturbed, and I felt pretty sure that
if anyone did come down the path, we would hear them in time to cover
ourselves.  I was also sure that if another boat came into the bay, they
would not see enough detail in the fading light to see us naked before we
had the chance to slip our shorts on. So I told the boys to keep their
shorts handy, but to enjoy themselves.

We found a sandy spot among the pebbles on the beach and lit a fire, using
driftwood from the beach.  When we had got a good blaze going, Phil and
Peter began to get the food ready while Paul and laid out a couple of rugs
next to each other near the fire and then got the drinks ready.  By the
time the food was prepared, the flames were beginning to die down, and we
put the food, wrapped in tinfoil in the embers.  We'd got sausages, and
chops, and chicken pieces. And also potatoes in their jackets, and
mushrooms, and fresh tomatoes.  It wasn't long before the smell of the food
was wafting around us and making our mouths water.  While we waited for the
food, we all lay down on the rugs, and I asked Paul what he wanted to do
next in his "sex education".  He looked at me for a moment, then looked at
his brothers, then said, "Would u show me how u suck a cock please"?  I
said, "I'd love to, but I don't think it is fair to your brothers if I do
everything to you.  I think they would like the chance to do things with
you as well".  Paul looked at me and grinned. "OK", he said, "Can Phil show
me"?

Phil moved over to him and began to run his hands over his little brothers
body.  Then he kissed him on the lips, and in short order I saw they were
kissing with their tongues.  Peter came and lay down be me, and I pulled
him to me and began to kiss him as well, keeping an eye on Paul and Phil at
the same time.

Phil moved his mouth from Paul's face to his chest and began to lick his
nipples, and at that point Peter asked me do do the same to him.  I began
to concentrate on giving Peter pleasure, but every now and again, I heard
Paul gasp or moan, and I knew Phil was making this a very pleasant
experience for him.  By now I had moved down to Peters belly button, and
after spending a little time tickling him with my tongue and making him beg
for mercy, I moved my attention to his balls, which were hanging nice and
loose.  I sucked his sack into my mouth and he let out a loud groan. I used
my tongue to work each of his balls in turn, and then I released them and
began to lick my way slowly up his throbbing shaft.  I could see a pearly
drop of precum in the light of the fire, and I could see that his mushroom
head was shining with the taught ness of the skin.  I could feel it
throbbing against my nose.  I quickly slipped my lips over the head of his
cock and he gave a sucking intake of breath.  I looked over at the other
two, and saw that Phil had reached much the same position.  The look of
delight on Paul's face was a picture. He was lost to the world, all his
feeling and senses cantered of the feelings surging through his cock.  I
think there could have been a great clap of thunder overhead and he
wouldn't have noticed.

Peter was beginning to thrust his groin at my face, and I offered him my
index finger to his mouth.  He cottoned on and sucked it into his mouth and
liberally coated it with his saliva.  I removed it from his mouth, and
found his rosebud pucker, and pushed the spit- slicked finger inside.
Peter groaned again.  I began to slide my mouth up and down on his cock
faster, at the same time working my finger in his ass towards his prostate.
I felt his balls pull up hard against my chin, and his cock seemed to get
even harder in my mouth, and at that moment, I brushed his prostate with my
finger a couple of times.  He let out a great shout and began to erupt hot
spunk into my mouth.  I counted five powerful spurts before he began to
dribble the last remnants onto my tongue.

It was at that point that Paul let out a loud shout, and when I glanced
across, he was ramming his groin against Phil's face, and I could see that
Phil was swallowing fast as his little brother filled his mouth with his
love offering.

When I had milked Peter dry, I transferred my mouth to his and his tongue
darted into my mouth to taste the small amount of his cum I had kept there
for him.  Shortly after, I saw Phil and Paul do the same.  We lay there,
two pairs of older and younger entwined in each other arms, while Peter and
Paul came back down to earth again.  After a short time, Peter quietly
said, "That was the best yet Bas. U really made me give you everything I
had by touching my prostate just when u did. That was fantastic".

Paul said, "Shit Phil.  That was the best thing that's ever happened to me.
When u stuck your finger inside me I thought I was going to pass out. It
felt so exciting, and then when u touched that bit inside me, I thought I
was going to explode".  Phil said, "You did. In my mouth you dirty little
sod. Ypu tasted fantastic little brother".

By this time, the food was well cooked, and we all ate our food with the
appetite of all guys who have just had an explosive sexual experience.
After we had eaten, we got up to clear up the mess, and realised that there
was a cool breeze blowing.  The boys all put on their sweat shirts, but
nothing else, and it was real cute to see their butts exposed whenever the
bent down to pick something up, and their cocks dangling just below the
bottom when seen from the front.  It made me all hard again, but I managed
to ignore that for the moment, and when we had cleared up, we returned to
the boau, and hoisted the dinghy back on its davits.

By the time everything was cleared up and we had all had a hot drink, it
was gone midnight, and I asked where we were all going to sleep.  Peter and
Paul, both together, said, "In mum and dads bed".  And we all went and
found that there was plenty of room for us all to sleep together.  Phil
snuggled up to me, and Peter and Paul snuggled up together.  Paul said,
"Thanks Bas. Today has been the best day of my life.  Thanks for trusting
me". And with that everything went quiet, and I fell asleep.



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