Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2007 17:51:20 +0000
From: pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: 'A Warm April Saturday' Chapter 3
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interaction involving both underage boys and adult men. If this is not what
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CHAPTER THREE
James is already wide awake when I walk into mum's bedroom.
"Go and get dressed," he says, giving me a broad smile. "I've got a
special treat for you."
I stand there, looking at him, waiting for him to tell me more.
"You know you asked about coming to see my apartment? Well, it's a
beautiful morning; I thought we could have a drive over there."
"Cool!" I say, hardly able to contain my excitement; I thought he'd
forgotten about it.
I quickly return to my room and start to pull my clothes on, shorts
and tee-shirt, much like I always wear in the summer. Then it clicks;
this is the day. We'll go to his apartment, he'll show me round, then
we'll have sex. That's where he's going to bum me; he must have
planned this all along. Wow!
As we sit in the kitchen eating breakfast I can't take my eyes off
him. James is really excited too; I can tell. I don't say anything;
neither does he, but we both know. We wash up the breakfast things
and head out into the sunshine. The drive takes us through the south
London suburbs, places I've never been to before. There's not much
conversation; I'm too excited to talk, I guess James must be feeling
the same way.
We swing out onto a big main road that leads us towards the Blackwall
Tunnel. Away to our right I can see what used to be the Millennium
Dome; ahead of us is the Canary Wharf Tower and next to it the
building where James works. We head into the tunnel. In a few short
minutes we'll be at his apartment.
James parks the Saab in the underground car-park of a very modern-
looking block. Seconds later we're taking the elevator to the tenth
floor. He unlocks the door of the apartment and leads the way inside.
I gaze around. Everything is ultra modern; all hardwood floors, just
a few nice rugs here and there. The whole place is done out in black
and white, except for some really neat pictures hanging on the walls.
It looks like one of those places you see sometimes in the magazines
they have in the dentist's waiting room. It's not that big, only one
bedroom, but what a place!
"Wow! This place is well cool!" I tell him, grinning from ear to ear.
"I thought you might like it," he says quietly, putting his arm round
my shoulder. "It took quite a bit of work to get it the way I wanted
it."
In an instant my cock's as hard as iron. We haven't had sex yet and
I'm gagging for it. James leads the way to the bedroom. It's all
black and white in here too; even has black sheets. Almost without a
word we start to undress each other. Having sex with James is always
exciting, but today has something extra. I guess it's `cause I know
what we're going to do, why he's brought me here. I'm still very
nervous. Suppose the pain's just too bad; will James stop if I ask
him? He said he would; I'll just have to trust him.
As usual, there's no rush; James never rushes anything. I think of
how long he waited before he even, you know, tried anything. Oh, no,
James always takes his time, makes sure I'm ready. Well, today he's
going to stick his cock into my bum, and I'm ready, or at least I
think I am. I lift up my arms so that he can pull my tee-shirt over
my head. He strokes my scrawny chest and gently massages my back. I
love it! He sits on the bed and grins up at me, his fingers running
up the inside of my legs and under my shorts. My dick's throbbing
like crazy, I want it so much. He undoes the drawstring of my shorts
and slowly pulls them down. I step out of them.
"You are gorgeous!" he whispers, running his fingers over my bum.
He pulls the waistband of my briefs away from my cock and slides them
down over my legs until they fall down around my ankles. I kick them
off. James stands up. I open the top of his jeans and haul them down.
I kneel in front of him and take his boxers off too. He might not be
in a hurry but I am! I stand up and lean my head against his chest.
He gently hugs me, massaging my back again. This is heaven; I could
stay here, like forever! We get onto the bed, gently fondling and
kissing each other. That special sense of excitement is stronger than
ever, like a sort of electricity in the air; I've never felt anything
like it.
I lick my way down his body until I finally reach his big, throbbing
cock. I lick it all over, before carefully plunging down on it. I'm
taking it slow; for once I don't want to make him cum. After a couple
of minutes I let him go. James eagerly returns the favour, gently
sucking my cock and licking my balls. For the moment he leaves my bum
alone; that will come later. I don't have to wait long.
"Get on all fours," he whispers.
I move into position, pushing my bum back eagerly to receive his
attention. I'm not disappointed; a couple of seconds later James is
right behind me, licking me out and poking his tongue right into my
hole. This is so exciting and we've only just started. I'm expecting
him to produce the tube of KY like we usually use. He doesn't; he's
got this jar of stuff with a sort of pump on the top so you can
squeeze it out.
"What's that?" I ask.
"Astroglide, the best, way better than KY, you'll see. I don't bring
it to your house in case your mum asks about it. Most straight people
would never have heard of it; you can't just go and buy it in
Superdrug or somewhere like that. I get it from one of the gay stores
in Soho."
He lubes up his index finger and slowly pushes it into me. He's
right; it slides in really smooth; it's more tingly too. Yes, I like
this! He puts in a second finger, gently pushing the two fingers in
and out, and twisting them round to open me up, my cock twitching
every time they touch my sex-gland. After a couple of minutes the
fingers slide out. James takes something from the drawer in the
bedside cabinet.
"It's a plastic dick!" I say, unable to stop myself giggling. He
doesn't have to tell me why he's never brought it to our house; I'm
sure mum would have lots of questions if she found that in his bag!
"It's called a dildo," he tells me.
Yeah, well, whatever; I know what he's got it for. It's bigger than
his fingers, not quite as big as the real thing. He smears it with
lube and places it against my hole.
"Relax and push out," he whispers.
I relax as much as I can. For a moment nothing happens then suddenly
it slides into me. I take a deep breath. Yeah! This is okay! Bigger
than his fingers, but it's smoother and not quite as hard. Yeah! I
like this! Very slowly James pushes it in. It hits my sex-gland,
making my cock twitch like crazy. He keeps pushing. It goes in way
past where his fingers ever went. Instinctively I tense up; that
hurts!
"Easy babe," James coos. "Just relax."
He doesn't push any further, just waits for me to get used to it. It
takes maybe thirty seconds for the pain to ebb away. He pushes it a
bit further in; no problem, it feels great.
"This one's a vibrator as well," James says quietly.
He turns it on. Wow! It's massaging right inside my bum! This is
wild!
"Oooohh! Ooooohhh!!" I moan, hardly able to believe how good it
feels.
"Are you ready, babe?" he asks gently.
I swallow hard. He didn't say ready for what; he didn't have to.
"Think so," I say nervously.
The dildo slides slowly out of my arse. It comes out with a slight
pop, leaving me feeling empty. James pulls one of the pillows into
the middle of the bed.
"On your tummy," he says quietly.
I lie down, one pillow right under my hips so my bum's sticking up,
the other one under my head. James spreads my legs and pulls my bum
cheeks apart. I reach back and do it for him.
"Good boy!" he whispers.
He lowers himself onto me, his dick nuzzling against my hole. With
one thrust it's inside me, maybe two or three inches.
"Yeeowwww!!" I yelp; instinctively burying my face in the pillow.
He eases back just a fraction.
"Easy, Chris, easy!" he says soothingly. "Relax and push out, yeah?
This is going to feel really good."
I push back against his cock like I'm trying to have a shit. Very
slowly the pain goes away, to be replaced by this warm, full feeling.
He's right; it does feel good. I'm still nervous though; I haven't
even got half of it in me yet. James gently pushes down, giving me a
bit more. It hits my prostate. Oh fuck! My cock jerks against the
pillow like someone just stuffed it in the power socket. My bum opens
right up, allowing James to slide the rest of the way in, his firm,
fit body pressed tight against my bum. There's no turning back now; I
want this and I want it all.
James settles himself, resting on his forearms like he does when he
humps between my legs. Only this time he's not between my legs, he's
right inside me. He pulls back till he's most of the way out, then
pushes right back in again, hitting my sex-button on the way through
and sending another bolt of electricity through my dick. He does it
again, and again, bumming me with long, powerful strokes. Oh shit!
This is the wildest yet; nothing else even gets close! Gradually he
speeds up, pounding my arse, fucking me harder, faster, harder,
faster; the feelings in my cock building up with every stroke.
Without even thinking, I join in the action, my hips pushing up each
time he pushes down.
"Wow!" James whispers breathlessly. "I knew you'd love it!"
Everything's a blur. My tummy's in a knot and my cock's tingling like
you wouldn't believe. A moment later my body's shaking all over, legs
thrashing about, head banging into the pillow, my bum gripping
James's cock like a vice.
"Aaggh!!" I moan. "Ahh!! Ahhh!! Nnnnggg!!!"
My cock jerks violently between my tummy and the pillow, three, four,
five times, the sensations the most intense I've ever felt.
James is still pounding into me, but not for long. His breathing gets
harsh and uneven.
"You naughty boy!" he gasps. "You've made me cum! Yes!! Yes!!
Ohhhhhh!!!!"
He thrusts his cock right the way in. The head swells up deep inside
me, his spunk spurting over and over into my bum. Finally it's
finished, James still on top of me, gasping for breath. After what
seems like ages he lifts himself up, his softening dick flopping out
of arse.
"Was I a good boy?" I ask.
"The best," he whispers, "totally amazing; you're so beautifully
tight. That was awesome!"
"I've got all your spunk inside me," I tell him. "You've cum loads."
"Yeah, I know; you squeezed me dry. Not as much as I might have cum
though!"
"What d'you mean?"
"Think about what I was doing last night."
Right, so last night he had sex with mum. That's pretty weird, I
guess, like I care. Mum would go ballistic if she knew what we just
did. So, we've just to keep playing it cool, just like we have been.
I get up off the bed and head for the bathroom. My bum's pretty sore.
Well, what about it? I've just had the best sex ever and now I've got
a sore arse; I'm not bothered. I fart; a few drops of spunk splutter
out of my bum and dribble down between my legs. I lock the bathroom
door and sit on the toilet; the rest of the spunk runs out of me. I'd
like to have kept it inside me, but it was going to make a mess;
someone might have noticed. It has to go. Wiping my bum's pretty
difficult, but I manage it, just about. After a quick shower I return
to the bedroom. James is lying stretched out on the bed, still
completely naked.
"You okay?" he asks.
"Cool," I say. "Just a bit sore, you know."
I get onto the bed and snuggle up next to him.
"You really were awesome," he says, draping an arm round my shoulder.
"That was as good as it gets."
I grin up at him; it's nice to hear him say stuff like that.
"Did you bring Harry here?" I ask.
"Oh yes, he couldn't wait!" he says casually. "It was only about the
third time we'd had sex." He puts his mouth close to my ear. "But he
squealed just like you did when I put it into him."
"So did he like it then?"
"Oh yeah! After that he couldn't get enough of it."
I giggle to myself. That's going to be me! We lie there for several
minutes, not saying anything, James gently ruffling my hair.
"So have you always liked boys? I ask finally.
"Hmm! That was a bit of an accident too," he says, grinning at me and
holding me a bit tighter. "I was nearly fourteen. I used to share a
bedroom with my brother, Dominic; he'd just turned twelve at the
time. One night I was lying in bed dying for a wank, only I didn't
want Dom to hear me. I waited for ages before I started, but he still
heard me! Anyway he said he was cold, asked if he could come and
sleep in my bed. I said okay, never thought much about it. The next
thing I knew he'd got my cock out of my boxers and was sucking me
off."
"Wow! That's awesome!" I tell him. "So did you bum him?"
"Yeah! He'd taken it before though; one of his mates had done it to
him."
"Cool! So was it his mate who'd, you know, got him into doing it?"
He shakes his head. "Not really," he says grinning at me again.
"You're not going to believe this."
"What?"
"He'd been seduced by my mum's boyfriend!"
I roll over on top of him laughing and giggling. "You're making it
up!" I tell him.
He shakes his head again. "I'm not; that's how it was. Tim, the guy's
name was. We both liked him; he was a great laugh."
"So your brother's gay too then?"
"Yeah, only he's properly gay; he doesn't go with girls, never has.
He always liked guys his own age or a bit older. Dom's twenty four
now; his boyfriend's twenty seven; they met while Dom was at uni.
They've been living together for nearly four years."
"Didn't Tim try to do stuff with you too?"
"I was always out playing soccer, cricket, whatever. Dominic wasn't
into that so much so he was round the house quite a bit when I was
out and mum was at work. That's when it happened. Dom said Tim would
have liked to do stuff with me, just never got the chance."
"So he wasn't still around then, you know, when Dom got in bed with
you?"
"Uh, huh. They got careless; Mum walked in on them while Dom was
sucking him off."
"Holy shit! Did she call the police? My mum would kill me if she
found me doing that!"
"She would have done, but Dom persuaded her not to. He was always her
baby boy; he could twist her round his little finger. Anyway, I'm
glad she didn't. But we've got to make sure we don't make that
mistake; I don't want to be wasting years of my life in jail."
Wow! That is well scary! There's no way I'd be able to stop my mum
calling the coppers; it would be the end of everything! The thought
of having that lot crawling all over me asking me questions about
what we did together makes me flesh creep. I love James anyway; he
must really trust me to have told me all that, but why shouldn't he?
He knows I wouldn't grass him up; I just couldn't do it. But he's
reminded me again, as if I needed it; we've got to keep playing it
safe, just like we have been doing.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
Wednesday afternoon, I'm walking home from school with Michael,
chatting about this and that. It's hot; the sun's blazing down. Well,
it should be too; we finish for the summer holidays in a couple of
weeks. I'm wearing my summer uniform: grey shorts and white polo
shirt with the school crest on it. I had these shorts last year; I've
grown a lot since then so they're pretty small on me now, like you
can see most of my legs, but mum wouldn't buy me any more `cause I'd
only get to wear them for a few weeks; I won't need them when I'm at
high school.
We had our assessment test results today. I got level five in all
three subjects; just scraped it in English, made it comfortably in
science. In maths I nearly got level six; I was top of all the kids
in our year. Overall, the only kid who scored higher than me was
Amanda Roberts; that's cause she's really brilliant at English,
snooty cow. I hate her!
Mrs. Wilkinson made a real fuss of me, saying how much my work had
improved the last few months, like she had much to do with it. What
she did say was that I'd be in the top group for all my classes at
high school. Mum's going to be well pleased, and I can't wait to tell
James; it's down to him really. Michael didn't do so well; level four
in maths and science, level three in English, he really struggles
with that. So it looks like we won't be in many classes together;
maybe none at all. Tom and Gareth, the other members of our little
gang, did better. Tom will be in the top maths group, probably the
top science group too. Not sure if Gareth will make it; he just
missed level five in both maths and science.
"Come round after tea, you know, about seven o'clock," Michael says
as we arrive at his house. "We can have a kick-about or something."
"Cool," I tell him, knowing I won't have much else to do.
He walks up their drive and disappears indoors. Looking up, I see a
familiar car; it's James! I knew he was coming for tea, but I hadn't
expected him to be here at this time. As I trot towards him he gets
out to greet me. He's dressed in board-shorts and a sleeveless top;
he looks stunning!
"Wow, you're early!" I say, grinning at him enthusiastically.
"Yeah, I was due a bit of time off," he says, smiling back. "so about
one o'clock I knocked it on the head, went and had a nice lunch,
headed home to get showered and changed, then decided to drive
straight over."
I unlock the front door, and we make our way inside. We go into the
lounge room and flop down on the sofa.
"We got our assessment test results today," I tell him excitedly.
"And?"
"I got level five in all of them; nearly made level six in maths."
"Well done! You worked really hard for that." he says, giving me a
hug.
"Mrs. Wilkinson was really pleased, telling me how much my work had
improved and that I'd be in the top group for all my classes at high
school. I didn't tell her it wasn't anything she did."
"Yeah, well don't get cocky," he says, ruffling my hair and stroking
my leg. "That's just a start, now you've got to build on it. You've
proved what you can do if you put your mind to it."
"I will; I promise," I tell him quietly.
I feel so special when he talks to me like that; nobody else ever
has. My cock's gone rock hard and these shorts are so tight on me now
they're doing nothing to hide it.
"Stand up!" he whispers.
I get off the sofa and stand in front of him. He runs his hand up my
leg, his fingers pushing up inside the leg of my shorts.
"So what would you like as your reward?" he asks.
I swallow hard; it's difficult to say this. "I want your cock up my
bum," I tell him, hardly able to get the words out.
"Cool! Come on then!"
I'm expecting to go upstairs, but James has other ideas. He puts me
facing the end of the sofa.
"Bend over!" he whispers.
I do as he says, supporting myself on the arm. He reaches round,
undoes my shorts and pulls them down till they fall round my ankles.
He pushes up my polo shirt, his thumbs massaging my back.
"Sexy little white briefs!" he coos. "That is beautiful!"
He hooks his fingers inside them and gently slides them down my legs
till they're round my ankles too.
"Feet further apart," he tells me.
I shuffle into position. A slimy finger pushes into my bum; pretty
soon it's followed by a second one. I wouldn't say he was rushing it,
but he's not hanging about. So am I bothered? I don't think so; I
want this as much as he does. The fingers slide out. James moves in
behind me, the head of his cock pushing against my hole. I take a
deep breath, relax and push back. It goes right into me, about three
inches I'd guess. There's brief moment of pain as it goes in, then
it's gone and forgotten. He holds me round the thighs and slowly
pulls me onto him till he's got it all inside me, his cock-hair
squished up against my bum. Oh yeah! This is awesome!
He pulls most of the way out then stuffs it right back in again. My
cock twitches like crazy. Within half a minute he's totally going for
it; I can hardly believe it's happening. James is usually so gentle
with me but there's nothing gentle about this. Here I am, bent over
the arm of the sofa, my shorts and pants round my ankles, my shirt
scrunched up under my armpits while he fucks me senseless. And d'you
know what? I'm loving every second if it! This is so hot! My cock's
tingling so much I hardly know which day it is. He reaches down and
fondles it. Holy shit! Everything explodes! My body bucks around all
over the place, my bum flaring and tightening around James's dick;
him holding onto me is the only thing that stops me falling over.
"Oh!" I gasp. "Ohh!! Ohhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!!"
I clamp my eyes tight shut. My cock jiggles and jiggles between his
fingers so much it almost hurts. James has gone over the edge too.
"You naughty boy!" he growls" "You've done it again!" He grabs me
round the thighs, spearing his whole length into me. "Take it! Take
it! Take it all!! Aaaarrrggghhh!!!!"
His cock jumps up inside me, pumping spunk into my bum like it's
never going to stop. Finally it does. Perspiration's running off me,
my face, my back, my chest. My hair's soaked. Fuck! When he bummed me
on Saturday I thought it couldn't get any wilder; he just beat it
again! It felt like he'd cum a lot then; this time he's cum gallons!
Very slowly he eases his way out of me. I let go a massive fart; I
just can't help it. Spunk squirts out of my bum and runs down my
legs.
"I've been saving that up for you," James whispers. "I haven't cum
since the weekend."
He grabs some kitchen roll and cleans me up.
"I'm going to have a bath," I tell him.
I pull up my shorts and pants and make my way upstairs. I lock the
bathroom door and sit on the toilet. It comes rushing out of me like
a bad case of the shits. I look down. I've messed my underpants; I'll
have to change them. It doesn't seem to have got onto my shorts
though, so that's okay. I don't often have baths but right now I need
one. I strip off and run the water.
Sitting in the bath, I bask in warm soapy water, easing the soreness
away. I try to get my head round what we just did. That was
unbelievable! Every time I think it's got as hot as it can, James
makes things even hotter. It was so unexpected too. I never dreamed
he'd go for it like that; he was like a wild animal. Wow! I don't
know what to say.
Twenty minutes later I'm back downstairs. James is sitting on the
sofa. It's five o'clock; mum will be home in an hour.
"You okay?" he asks quietly.
I nod.
"I wasn't too rough with you, was I?" he continues.
I shake my head. "That was awesome, man!" I say grinning at him. "I
never thought you'd do it like that!"
"You are so horny!" he says, giving me a gentle hug. "You're a very
special kid!"
It's five to six when mum gets home. I tell her all about the test
results; for once she does seem really pleased with something I've
done. So, me and James have to keep quiet about what we get up to,
but that's no problem. Right now my life's the sweetest it's ever
been; I wouldn't change a thing.