Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2007 20:43:49 +0000
From: pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk
Subject; 'A Warm April Saturday' chapter 4
All the usual disclaimers apply: if you shouldn't be reading this; don't.
And if erotic fiction;involving both underage boys and adult men iis not
what you want to readI'd suggest you look elsewhere, okay?
Right, so our hero has allowed his adult boyfriend to go all the way with
him, and we're only three chapters in. So where does the story go from here
and what's going to keep us occupied for another twenty-odd chapters? Well,
maybe it's time for him to spread his wings a little.
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CHAPTER FOUR
It's Saturday and the summer holiday began two days ago. Six weeks
till I start high school; I'm looking forward to it more than I ever
thought I would. I did get another reward for doing so well in the
assessment tests, a brand new computer; Mum and James bought it
between them. In case you're wondering, I can't go watching porn
stuff `cause mum's blocked it all, but it's pretty neat just the
same.
Mum's at work, same as usual. I stroll into her bedroom without even
thinking about it. James is still in bed, sort of half asleep. I jump
in and snuggle up next to him.
"So how are you, Tiger?" he asks, nuzzling my hair.
"Cool!"
"I've got something to ask you," he says quietly.
"Yeah?"
"You know we've chatted about you doing stuff with a boy more your
own age? Well Thursday evening I was chatting to a friend of mine, a
guy called Vince. He does stuff with his nephew, Greg. Greg's
thirteen, nice kid, fit too; I've met him before. Anyway, I told
Vince about you and he said we can go over to see them if we want, so
you and Greg can ---, you know. Are you up for that?"
"When?"
"We can go this morning if you want."
"So how d'you know Vince then?"
"I met him a few years ago when I was on holiday."
"So how old is he?"
"Mid thirties; he's in good shape though. He's not a dirty old man,
if that's what you're worried about."
"You know you said you've met Greg before; did you take Harry there,
then?"
"You don't miss much, do you?" he says, laughing. "Yeah; I took Harry
there. Greg was twelve then."
"So what did you do?"
"I'll give it to you straight, okay? Greg and Harry had sex while we
watched. Afterwards Vince and I had a little boy-swapping session."
"You mean you fucked Greg while Vince fucked Harry?"
"Pretty much."
"So was Harry up for that, then?"
"Oh God, yeah! He was up for anything!"
"So is that what you'd want us to do?"
"That's up to you. If you're up for it, that's cool; if you're not,
that's cool too."
"So you wouldn't mind Vince, you know, bumming me?"
"Would you mind me fucking Greg?"
"I guess not, if we're all having fun."
"Well that's cool then!"
"You know Vince, how er --- , you know?"
"Not as big as me, so you've no worries on that score!"
"So where do they live?
"About an hour's drive away."
"You want to go?" I ask.
"Yeah, sure!"
"Cool! Let's do it!"
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
We're heading down the motorway towards Southampton. I'm dressed in
my Crystal Palace soccer kit, red and blue striped top and red shorts
in case you don't know; James bought it for me a few weeks ago. Yeah,
I know I'm not a supporter or nothing, but they're our local team and
anyway I like the colours. We've been driving about forty minutes;
not too far to go now. I'm wondering what I've let myself in for.
I've agreed to go and have sex with two guys I've never even met. How
stupid is that? Still, I'll be having sex with a boy only a couple of
years older than me; that's exciting. James says he's fit; I just
hope he's right.
"You okay?" James asks, glancing across at me.
"Yeah, cool."
"You're just very quiet. Feeling nervous?"
"Yeah, a bit."
"You'll be fine; Vince and Greg are really nice. If there's anything
you're not up for, just tell me, okay? I don't want you doing
anything you're not comfortable with."
It's strange the way James always knows how to say exactly the right
thing. We head up the slip road and off the motorway. The sign says
Basingstoke. Right, so that's where we're heading. We drive for about
another ten minutes. James seems to know where he's going; I'm
finding it hard to keep track. Finally we pull onto the drive of a
big old house. As we get out of the car, Vince and Greg come out to
meet us. Vince is not quite as tall as James and slim, with dark wavy
hair and a really great smile. He's obviously older than James, but
he's still quite fit, just like James said he was.
"It's Chris isn't it?" Greg says, giving me a big smile. "I'm Greg."
This kid is something else! A good six or seven inches taller than
me, but very slim, just like I am, with legs that seem to go on
forever. He's got short dark hair like mine too. Fuck! He is well
fit! He's wearing Spurs soccer kit, white top and navy shorts; he
hasn't got a hard on so I can't see what he's got down there, but I'm
betting it's a nice one. Even better, he's checking me out like he's
as keen to do stuff with me as I am with him. Wow! Am I looking
forward to this!
"Look at these two!" Vince comments with a soft Irish accent. "If you
didn't know you'd think they were brothers, not like the little blond
kid you came over with the last time!"
Right, so Harry was small and blond; seems to fit somehow. We head
into the house and sit down in the big lounge room while Vince sorts
some drinks out. I look around; this is nice. The back garden is huge
and surrounded by thick bushes and stuff. It seems very private,
ideal really. Vince must be well minted to live in a place like this.
I glance across at Greg. Fuck! He can't take his eyes off me! My
dick's going hard already. I check him out. There's a definite bulge
in his shorts. Looks like I was right; he has got a nice one!
Vince returns with the drinks; beer for himself, cokes for the rest
of us, with lots of ice in a jug. Vince and James chat about this and
that; none of it makes much sense to me. Me and Greg just keep
glancing across at each other. He's thinking the same as I'm
thinking; he just has to be!
"You two want to get going?" Vince asks, looking across at Greg.
"Yeah, come on!" Greg says, grinning at me. "Let's go downstairs."
That catches me right by surprise; I hadn't expected there to be a
downstairs.
"Down in the basement," Greg says casually. "It's where Uncle Vince
has all the lights and stuff set up. He's going to video us. Are you
cool with that?"
I'm alarmed; James never said anything about them making a video of
us! Maybe he forgot.
"Remember what I said," James says quietly. "It's cool if you don't
want us to do that."
"Take him in the study, show him the one we did of you and Harry,"
Vince says, addressing himself to Greg.
I follow Greg to the study and sit at the computer. Greg loads the
vid; half a minute later it starts playing. Holy shit! The two of
them are naked on a big double bed. Greg is not as tall as he is now;
he looks younger too, but it's definitely him. His cock looks to be
about four inches and fairly slim, but I'm guessing it's grown quite
a bit since. Harry's small and blond, just like Vince said, with sort
of spiky hair, a dusting of freckles across his face and a little
uncut cock that sticks almost straight out. He's not as skinny as me
though and he's got this really cute bubble-butt. James must have
loved bumming him! I prefer boys like Greg, but Harry's definitely
cute; there's no argument.
My eyes are glued to the screen; these kids are doing everything,
kissing, fondling, sucking, fingering, I can hardly believe what I'm
watching. The pictures are really clear, with some great close-ups of
them sucking each other, and there's full, live sound; you can hear
every word, every little moan and gasp. This is sooo hot!!
"Okay, get on all fours," Greg's husky treble says from the speakers.
I glance across at my new friend, giving him a little smile. His
voice has started breaking now; that's something else that happens as
you grow up. I turn back to the screen as Harry gets into position,
knees apart, bum pushed back, head and shoulders down on the bed. My
jaw drops. Holy shit! His bumhole's twitching and already slightly
open, a small area on either side glowing bright red. I wonder if
mine looks like that? I bet it does after James has fucked me! Back
on screen, Greg lubes himself up and moves in between Harry's legs,
stuffing his stiff cock straight into the kid's sexy little boy-hole.
I swallow hard; I can't take my eyes off it. Greg's fucking the kid
stupid, the gasps and moans from both boys getting louder and louder,
the close-ups of Greg pounding Harry's arse just unbelievable. He
lets out a loud gasp, his back arched, head thrown back, his hands
gripping Harry tightly round the hips. A few seconds later he sinks
back onto his heels, giving me a great view of his glistening cock as
it pops out of the kid's bum. The camera cuts to a back-view of
Harry, still down on all-fours, his hole twitching a lot more now,
the area on either side even redder. Spunk splutters out, dribbling
down between his legs and over his cute little ball-sac. The picture
fades to black. Wow!! I never expected anything like that!
"You must have cum loads!" I whisper, grinning at Greg.
"I did cum," Greg tells me, grinning back, "but that's not all mine;
we cheated on that one."
I don't say anything. I know exactly how they cheated and whose spunk
that is; I guess I'm going to be getting some of that.
"So is that what you want us to do?" I ask nervously.
"More or less, if you're up for it," Greg says, giving me a gorgeous
smile. "You don't have to."
I take a deep breath. I ought to say no, but I should have said no to
a lot of things. I couldn't do it then and I can't now.
"Okay," I mumble, "let's do it."
"The vid will be called `Craig and Simon, Soccer Buddies', he says
quietly.
I smile to myself; James did know about it; that's why he told me to
dress like this.
"Will we be able to watch it afterwards," I ask.
"Sure! Uncle Vince will have to do some work on it, but you'll be
able to see a rough edit before you go home."
I pause for a second. "Greg," I ask. "Do you like getting fucked?"
"Yeah, sure! You do, don't you?"
"Yeah, I love it! So how long have you been, you know?"
"About three years. Vince was always my favourite uncle, always
looked after me, always great fun to be with. I didn't take much
persuading when he wanted to, you know, start messing about and
that."
"And you like to fuck other boys as well, yeah?"
"Yeah! I like that better than anything!"
"So I bet you liked doing it with Harry then!"
"That was fuckin' awesome! I'd never done it before." He grins at me.
"Afterwards I had sex with James. I'd never taken one that size; I
was pretty sore afterwards!"
"So have you fucked any other kids?"
"Only my cousin, Conor. He was eleven a couple of weeks ago; he'll be
here tomorrow. He's not been doing it long but he's well into it!"
"So is Vince Conor's favourite uncle too?"
"Vince is cool," Greg says, grinning at me. "He'd be every kid's
favourite uncle! Come on, let's go and get ready!"
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
We make our way down to the basement. It's huge. There's not much
furniture, a plain beige carpet, a big double bed covered in a cherry
red sheet with a couple of pillows the same colour, a small bedside
cabinet, a low table and a couple of chairs, you know, the ones made
out of thick wire mesh that look really hard but are actually quite
comfortable. The walls are pure white. The bed's positioned in one
corner so that there's plenty of room in front and to one side of it.
There are two sets of lights on stands, both directed at the bed, one
at each end. I'm well impressed; they seem to have thought have
everything.
"This is the studio," Greg says quietly. `It's done out all plain
like this so there's nothing to catch the light, make funny
reflections or anything."
He hands me a piece of paper.
"This is it, what we're going to be doing," he tells me.
I start to read through it. At the start we walk in, sit on the bed
and introduce ourselves. Then we undress each other. Introducing
ourselves is cool `cause we're not using our real names; he's going
to be Craig and I'm Simon.
"That was my idea," he says casually.
I keep reading. After that it's pretty much the same as what we just
watched. Towards the end, Greg's going to fuck me doggy-style, just
like he did with Harry; only I'm to kneel right at the bottom of the
bed with Greg standing behind me.
"Vince can get some really great camera-angles with us in that
position," Greg says, patting my leg.
Well, there's nothing there I'm unhappy with, that's for sure. I like
being fucked doggy-style; James has had me like that a couple of
times.
James and Vince come bustling in. Vince is carrying a very
professional-looking camcorder. This guy's certainly not short of
money.
"Okay," he says, smiling. "You know what to do?"
"Just enjoy it and ignore the camera," he tells me. "I hate these
vids where you keep hearing a man's voice telling the kids what to
do; that's so amateurish! I won't be saying anything. And once you've
introduced yourselves, don't look at the camera, okay?"
Vince switches on the two banks of lights; I can't believe how bright
they are.
"Okay, let's go," Greg says quietly.
We leave the room, Greg collects a soccer ball from a small table at
the bottom of the stairs and we go back in again. I sit on the side
of the bed, knees apart, facing straight at the camera; Greg puts the
ball down beside the bed and plops down next to me, putting his arm
round my shoulder.
"Hi!" he says. "I'm Craig."
"And I'm Simon," I add. "Craig and I enjoy playing soccer together."
"Now we're going to show you how else we enjoy ourselves," Greg
continues. "Hope you like it!"
Then we're off. We take off our shoes and socks then help each other
to remove our tops. Wow! Greg is so fit! Funny; I've always hated the
way you can see all my ribs, but you can see his too and it just
looks right, somehow. The touch of his long, delicate fingers on my
skin is just amazing; my cock's bursting to get out of my underpants.
His skin feels so smooth and silky; I guess that's how mine must feel
to him.
"Stand up!" he says quietly.
I get off the bed and turn to face him. Vince moves noiselessly
across the floor so he's got a side-on view of us. I reach out and
stroke Greg's hair as he strokes the inside of my thighs. I remember
to use my left hand, the one furthest from the camera, so I don't
block out Greg's face. After a few seconds, he unties the drawstring
of my shorts and gently pulls them down. My little red briefs quickly
follow. He leans forwards and licks right up the length of my cock
and caresses my balls Oh fuck! That feels so good! He licks his lips
and takes my dick into his mouth, sucking right the way down on it,
his fingers still tickling my balls and the skin just behind them.
Holy shit! He's even better at this than James is!
After around half a minute of sucking and licking he lets me go and
smiles up at me. I kneel down in front of him as he stands up. I
quickly work his shorts over his hips and down to his ankles. He's
wearing underpants too, dark blue ones with a white panel at the
front; his dick's sticking right up, pushing at the elastic. I
quickly skin them down his legs. He's got a beauty, just over five
inches and quite thick, about half the head sticking out past his
foreskin, a neat little crop of jet black hair above it, a pair of
big, heavy balls hanging below. I take it in my hand, running my
fingers all over it. It feels silky smooth, just like the rest of
him. I cup his balls, rolling them round in my fingers. They are big!
I hold the base of his cock between thumb and index finger, gently
pulling it away from his tummy. I moisten my lips and take it into my
mouth. I suck on it eagerly, gradually pushing further down until I'm
nuzzling his pubes. It feels perfect! He's told me he doesn't cum
that quick, so I work on it for a good two minutes, sucking it and
licking it, really giving it the treatment.
It's such a great feeling I could do this forever, but it's time to
move on. We kick off our shorts and underwear and get onto the bed,
wrapping our arms round each other. Our dicks grind together, our
lips meeting in a wonderful, delicate kiss. My nostrils are filled
with Greg's scent. It's the same sort of smell that James has, but
sort of fresher and sweeter, the smell of fit, sexy boy. It's making
me even hornier, like it was some kind of drug. I want this kid so
much I'd do anything for him. I lick my way down his firm, slim body,
pausing to work over both nipples and his tummy button. I reach his
cock, licking all over the head and down the shaft. Greg's moaning
quietly and stroking my hair. Yeah, he definitely likes what I'm
doing!
We swap over. I can't believe how good at sucking he is; it's like
I've died and gone to heaven. But maybe he's too good, or perhaps
it's just that I climax too easily.
"Ooh, Craig!" I moan, remembering to use his `screen' name. "I'm
nearly cumming!"
He stops just in time. We kiss again, our tongues getting into like a
total wrestling match. I just love his smell; it is so sexy! A couple
of minutes later we get into a sixty nine, me on top, Greg
underneath. I've never really done that with James, he's too big; it
just doesn't work. Mind you, if I suck him like this he gets his
tongue up my arse so I'm not complaining! Well, Greg's taller than me
too, but it's like most of that's his legs so it's no problem. I
could give him a real mouth-fucking in this position, but I'd get my
dry-cum in no time if I did that, so I just play it cool, lying there
with my cock in his mouth, letting him lick it while I work on his.
He pulls my cheeks apart. A slimy finger pushes into my bum. Uh, huh!
It's nearly time for our finale.
A second finger works its way in behind the first. We roll onto our
sides.
"Oooh, man!" I moan, letting his wet cock slide out from between my
lips. "That feels so good!"
"Can I fuck you?" he asks urgently.
"Oooh! Go for it, Craig!"
I get myself into position as Greg slides off the bed and moves round
behind me.
"Cute little bum!" he breathes.
He steps in close, his hard prong pushing insistently at my hole. I
relax and push out; his whole length slides into me, his tummy
pressed tight against my arse.
"Oh! Fuck me Craig!" I gasp, barely able to speak. "I want your
spunk!"
He holds me round the hips and sets to work, fucking me like it's the
only chance he'll ever get. Sure, he's nowhere like as big as James,
but somehow this is the best fuck I've ever had, his cock seems to
fit perfectly. He reaches down and fondles my dick. Holy shit! My
body bucks violently; he lets it go. Fuck! I was so close! Under the
heat from the lights the perspiration's running off me. Greg must be
melting! He's still going for it though. We're both gasping now, our
breathing getting more and more ragged. Suddenly he slams right into
me, holding me even tighter. His cock jerks about wildly, his boy-
cream squirting deep into my bum. For several seconds I'm held there,
fully impaled on his cock. Finally he pulls back, his still hard dick
slipping out of me.
"Cut!" Vince announces, stopping the camcorder.
I get off the bed. I haven't had my dry-cum, but we're not finished
yet. We couldn't do the closing sequence at the moment, Greg didn't
cum enough. Vince puts the camcorder down and sits on one of the
chairs. He pushes down his shorts and his boxers, beckoning me
towards him.
"Great performance," he says, smiling warmly, "as good as it gets.
Would you like to sit on my lap?"
I glance down. This is going to be no problem; his dick's about six
inches long but no thicker than Greg's. I place my feet either side
of his and sit right down on him. His cock slides right up me. He
wraps his arms round me, playing with my nipples, my back resting
against his chest. On the bed, Greg's lying on his tummy, legs apart,
a pillow under his hips. James lowers himself onto him. My eyes
almost fall out as James's cock disappears up my new friend's arse.
Wow! That is so wild! Vince's hands slide down my body until they're
pressing on my thighs, his fingers fondling my balls. He begins to
thrust his hips, pushing up into me. Oh, yeah! I like this! My eyes
are glued to what's happening in front of me, James's cock pistoning
in and out of Greg's bum, Greg moaning with a mixture of pain and
pleasure.
"Ohhhh!" he gasps.
His legs flick up, his body bucking and shaking, Fuck! I never
expected that! He only cummed about ten minutes ago! James fucks him
even harder; thirty seconds later he fills the kid's arse. Suddenly,
I remember that I'm being fucked too. I've been so taken with
watching James and Greg I almost forgot it was happening. Vince is
thrusting much harder now, his hot breath blowing on my neck and
flooding into my nostrils. He pushes down hard on my legs. I don't
feel much movement from his cock; what I do feel is his creamy spunk
flooding into me as he unloads up my bum.
"Good boy!" he coos, "That was beautiful! Okay, you know what to do?"
I know what to do all right. I slowly ease myself off him and get
back onto the bed, right where I was before. I hold the position for
a couple of seconds then push out a big fart, Vince's spunk squirting
out and running down my legs. Right on cue Greg reappears from the
bathroom. I flip over onto my back, so I'm lying legs apart, knees
up, feet down flat. Greg dives onto the bed next to me, plunging down
on my cock and sucking me like his life depended on it. It takes,
like, twenty seconds, maybe not even that. I'm shaking all over,
gasping for breath, my fingers clawing at the mattress. My cock comes
to life in Greg's mouth, pulsing over and over, trying to squirt out
the boy-juice I still don't have. Almost without me knowing it I let
out another fart, more of Vince's spunk spurting out, leaving a large
wet patch on the sheet. Greg gently lets me go. We wrap our arms
round each other and kiss.
That's it; the job's done. James applauds.
"Fantastic!" he says warmly. "It was like you were born to it! This
is going to be a classic, eh Vince?"
"Sure, I think this one will be a bit special," Vince says quietly,
giving us a big smile.
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
After we've got cleaned up and dressed we're off out for lunch. We go
to a large pub not far from the house. It seems that Vince is a well-
known customer, well respected too, from what I can tell. There's a
table waiting for us outside on the terrace. We sit there enjoying
the sunshine, chatting about all sort of `normal' stuff; nobody pays
us any attention. Why should they; we don't look any different from
anyone else. Lunch is great; I have chicken and fries with salad
followed by apple pie with ice cream. I never got the chance to do
anything like this before James came along.
After an hour or so we make our way back to the house. Vince and
James head off down into the studio, leaving us with an instruction
not to wreck the place. Well, they've got no worries on that score;
running wild just isn't my style. I'm guessing it's not Greg's
either.
"Let's go upstairs," he says, giving me his sexiest smile.
We enter a large bedroom at the back of the house and flop down on
the bed.
"Is this Vince's room?" I ask.
"No, it's mine," Greg tells me. "well, mine and Conor's. When we're
both here, Uncle Vince lets us sleep together, after he's had his
fun, of course." He grins at me. "You really like James, don't you?"
"Yeah! Before he turned up, all mum's boyfriends were arseholes. It's
not just that he's fit and that; he's helped me with loads of stuff."
"Big cock though; I've got a sore bum again!"
"Guess I'm used to it."
"Yeah, well Uncle Vince is sort of like James, you know; looks after
us."
That makes sense, I guess. Greg seems to trust him totally, much like
I do with James.
"So what was Harry like?" I ask.
"Very cute; not as sexy as you though!"
"James said he was really up for it."
"Yeah, he was, sort of. I know his mum used to leave him on his own a
lot, so James used to fuck him all the time, but apart from sucking
me he just lay there and let me get on with it."
He pauses for a second, like he's really thinking about something.
"If I tell you something, will you promise not to say anything?"
"Yeah, `course!"
"I met this boy at school; I caught him peeking at me while I was
having a piss. He's twelve; his name's Scott. He's fit too; not as
fit as you though. We haven't done a lot yet, just messed about and
I've sucked his cock, but I'm sure we will now the holidays have
started; he has their house to himself a lot of the time. But I don't
want Uncle Vince to find out; he said he doesn't want me doing stuff
with boys at school."
"Cool! Did he cum?"
"Yeah, not that much, but he did."
"So what's the problem with Vince? He didn't seem to mind you doing
stuff with me."
"But you're not going to go round school telling everyone I'm gay,
are you?"
"Is Scott likely to do that? I know I wouldn't!"
"No but Uncle Vince is worried, you know, that people will find out."
He shuffles closer, putting his hand on my leg.
"Are you up for, you know? Uncle Vince will be an hour yet."
I nod. Fuck! I wasn't going to refuse an offer like that! We gently
undress each other. He is drop-dead gorgeous! This is better, more
relaxed somehow, knowing that it's just us, with no camera there. We
can just go with the flow and we do. I can't get enough of him;
kissing him, sucking his beautiful cock and letting him suck mine. I
love having sex with James, but doing it with someone who's not much
older than me is, well, different! Shit! I wish I lived where Scott
does; we could do this all the time!
"Is it okay if I fuck you again?" he asks.
"Yeah, cool!"
"Neat! I thought you might be a bit sore, you know. You've got a
beautiful little arse! I want to do it a different way, okay?"
"Sure," I say, not really knowing what he has in mind. I just want
him inside me again; he can do it any way he wants.
He kneels between my legs, works some KY into my bum and lubes up his
cock. Then I do get a surprise. He holds my legs and lifts them so my
knees are near my shoulders. Fuck! I'd never even thought of doing it
like that! He moves in close. I watch, eyes out on stalks, as his
cock disappears into my bum. Holy shit! That is amazing! He gets
himself comfortable then sets to work, fucking me as hard as he can,
my eyes glued to his shiny dick pumping in and out of my arse. Oh
fuck! This beats everything! He pushes my legs further apart and
leans forwards. I wrap my arms round his neck pulling him onto me,
our mouths meeting in a full-scale lip-lock. He fucks me even harder,
my legs clamped to his sides to make sure he can't escape. Everything
goes fuzzy; I'm tingling all over, my legs shaking about all over the
place. The room explodes, my cock swelling and jerking till it almost
hurts.
A few more thrusts and Greg's there too.
"Ohhh!!" he gasps. "Oh fuck!! Ngg! Ngg! Aaarrrggghhh!!!"
His dick jumps and jerks, pumping wad after wad of boy-seed into my
bum. Suddenly everything is quiet and still. Wow! That was the best
fuck ever! I can hardly wait to have him do that again!! After about
a minute he gently withdraws and lies down next to me.
"Chris!" he breathes! "Oh man! You are the best!"
"Better than Harry?" I ask.
"Yep!"
"Better than your cousin?"
"Yep!"
"That's cool," I whisper, smiling and rubbing noses with him, "
`cause I think you're the best too!"
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
Watching the vid is weird; very horny though! It just seems strange,
watching myself like that, especially the part where Greg fucks me.
He was right about the camera angles. For part of the time, Vince had
the camcorder between Greg's feet, pointing up at my arse. You can
see Greg's cock pumping in and out of me. The other views he got of
Greg fucking me are great, but that one's unbelievable. We come to
the closing sequence. Well, at least my bum doesn't look as raw as
Harry's did. I guess you can still tell I've been fucked though.
It's time to go home. Greg and I swap phone numbers and e-mail addys.
Greg has a cell phone but I haven't; mum says I'm too young to have
one. Our home phone number is the only one I can give him. I can't
wait to get chatting to him though; we might even get to chat on msn.
I'll have to be careful about that; mum might find out what we've
been chatting about. Now that would be scary!
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"You've really got the hots for Greg, haven't you?" James asks as the
car pulls off the drive.
"Yeah! He's cool!"
"I could tell from the moment you first met him. Did he give you
another good seeing-to just now then?"
"Yeah!"
"Thought so! He's a great kid!"
"He said you made his bum sore."
"He still enjoyed it though; he spunked on the pillow."
"I know, I was watching."
The car turns onto the slip road. "James, what does Vince do?" I ask
as we speed onto the motorway.
"He runs his own civil engineering contracting business, road
maintenance mainly. All the managers and most of the other people who
work for him are family, you know, brothers, cousins, brothers in law
and so on. It helps him, you know, keep control of things. They do
very well; get loads of work all over this area."
Keeping control of things; yeah, that sort of makes sense, like how
he gets away with doing what he's doing with Greg and Conor. I don't
know exactly, but I know it's got something to do with it. I guess
that's why he doesn't want Greg doing stuff with boys at school. Oh
well, I've said I won't say anything about Scott, and I won't.
James stop the car in front of the house, leaving the drive clear for
when mum gets home. I open the door; James follows me inside. He puts
his hand on my bum and leans over my shoulder.
"I haven't had my way with you today yet!" he whispers.
I grin back at him; I can't say no after a day like that, now can I?
"Are you going to have me over the arm of the sofa again?" I ask.
"No, I've been thinking about that; that was stupid. If your mum had
come home early she'd have caught us bang at it. At least if we're in
your bedroom we'll hear the car come onto the drive."
He head up the stairs and into my room. I close the curtains. James
places a pillow on the bedside cabinet.
"Aren't you going to close the door?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "That's my escape route, straight into the
bathroom."
Well, I guess that makes sense. I bend over the cabinet, settling
myself on the pillow. James moves round behind me, pulling down my
shorts and my briefs, and pushing my soccer top up round my chest. He
quickly lubes me up, not that it needs much after all the action I've
been getting. A moment later he slams right into me. Oh, shit! I said
doing it with Greg was the best, and it was, but it was no way as
wild as this; James is so much bigger and he's fucking me like the
world's about to end. He reaches down and plays with my throbbing
cock.
"Nng!" I gasp. "Nnng!! Nnng!! Ahhhh!!!"
My cock twitches violently between his fingers, my bum tightening
round his dick. Moments later he's gasping too, as load after load of
his thick, creamy spunk spurts into my bum. He slowly pulls out.
"Wow!" he gasps. "You are the best, same as always! After fucking you
horny pair, your mum's going to be wondering why I've not got much
left for her." He pats my bum. "Go and have a bath."
I turn round and kiss him. "Thanks for today," I whisper, grinning up
at him. "It's been awesome!"
0 o 0 o 0 o 0
I sink into the warm soapy water. Wow! What a day I've had! Meeting
Greg is just the best thing that ever happened to me. Fuck! He is so
fit! Having sex with James is wicked and I still love him to bits,
but Greg, well, what can I say?! Just meeting another boy who likes,
you know, that is so special. Fuck, I wish he didn't live so far
away. I wonder if I'll meet someone like him at high school? Now that
would be awesome!