Date: Fri, 08 Oct 2010 23:51:57 -0400
From: gcutter66@london.com
Subject: EERIE, INDIANA

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.  The
readership for this sort of work is 18+ in my country and probably most
others so do't let your little brother peep.

ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS
PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL.

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EERIE, INDIANA



1 - Just Three Boys




by




G. Cutter




'Jeez, I'm cooking,' Marshall spoke into the blue as he pushed his battered
old bike along the towpath and looked longingly at the water rushing below
them.

'Don't take the Lord's name in vain,' Simon intoned from his rear and then
spoilt it all by giggling. 'It's damn hot as well.'

'Simon,' Marshall laughed. 'Foul language will send you straight to Hell.'

'Gotta be cooler than this.'

'Indeedy.' The boys walked side by side both pushing their bikes in file
along the path until it widened. They were hoping to meet their odd pal
Dash in the mill he called home and share in the shelter. They could lie in
the shade and swop yarns and exchange tales on the latest weirdness
encountered in their home town. Marshall was fourteeen and his sidekick and
faithful aide Simon was a year younger but seemed uncertain when his
birthday was. All rather odd for a young boy, boys and girls of his
presumed age normally awaited birthdays like a vulture waiting for a meal
to lie still but... hey, this was Eerie.

'My bits are all sweaty,' Simon observed as the mill appeared around a
corner.

'Jeez..' Marshall replied despairingly as Simon sniggered alongside him. 'I
wonder if he's in.'

They dropped their bikes in a clatter outside the old building, cautiously
opened the big door and scuttled into the shade. It was still warm but not
stonkingly hot like it was outside. They could hear the rush of the water
passing under the floor and once their eyes adjusted to the gloom, could
see Dash's bedroll and other belongings at the end of the large room. Dash
himself appeared a moment later pulling his jeans up over what appeared to
be a floral patterned pair of boxers. Both visitors blushed, it seemed they
had disturbed their friend at a pee or maybe taking a crap. Both were
necessary natural functions but not ones they paid a lot of heed to.

'Hi guys,' Dash remained bare chested and sauntered from the darker shadows
he'd apeared from. 'What gives?'

'Nothing,' Marshall grinned trying not to ogle Dash's semi nakedness. He'd
never really thought about Dash as a sexual object, in fact, he never
thought of anyone as a sexual object but the slightly older boy was so
white and so smooth, Marshall felt the familiar tingle down below. God, he
was having one of his 'happenings' which seemed to occur more and more each
and every day. He grunted, he was collecting a woody just looking at
another boy. Simon was a little less restrained.

'You've got a nice body,' he blurted out.

'Fag,' Dash laughed and beckoned them into his nest. 'I've got some cold
cans,' he bent over in the far corner and hauled a bag up attached to a
rope, clearly a treasure had been dangling in the running water. He took
three cans from what apeared to be a six pack and returned the bag to it's
hole. 'Sit,' he commanded and handed the chilled drinks around.

'Phew,' Marshall sat and stripped off his own t-shirt, if Dash could flash
his tits then so could he. He felt little Simon's eyes on him as he settled
back and uncapped the drink. He was thinking evil thoughts but all boys
think evil most of the time and it was a very hot afternoon after all. What
had crossed his mind was a vision of the three of them laying naked and
fondling each other but small chance and no chance of that he
suspected. Mind you, Dash was rather sexy and Simon... well, Simon was just
cuddly.

They must have lain there for an hour or so and Dash relaxed enough to pull
his jeans off and lay there in his boxers. Marshall feeling rather brave
also removed his shorts and lay there in his briefs but on his belly. He
wasn't hard but he knew he was 'inflated' more than he should have been. He
knew that Dash was aware and kept looking at him but thankfully Simon
seemed oblivious to the atmosphere that could have been cut with a knife.

'I'm going for a splash... fancy a swim,' Dash stood and Marshall could
have sworn the prematurely grey haired kid was perking in the nether
regions. 'I need to cool off,' Dash grinned down at Marshall and jerked his
head towards the back door which led to a platform rather like a jetty
which overlooked the old mill pool.

'Yeah, yeah,' Simon leapt up and promptly dropped his shorts revealing
briefs emblazoned with a Spiderman motif. The older boys laughed at the
frail auburn haired youngster and his slender pale body but Simon didn't
care, he was out of the back door in a flash and a second later they heard
a splash and a frantic yell. 'It's freezing...'

'After you, Handsome,' Dash murmured and edged Marshall out of the
door. Marshall jumped as he felt a hand brush across his bottom and take a
quick feel.

''You're the handsome one,' he replied softly and stood out in the sun
judging his jump. A second later he cannonballed alongside Simon almost
sinking the smaller boy and a moment later Dash was with them. The water
was cold initially but they soon got used to it and swam around splashing
and catching the occasional arm or leg. Marshall was delighted to feel his
privates shrinking in the cold but the sight of both his friends in
clinging wet cotton and their two water beaded bodies was enough to keep
his internal heat stoked. Simon was the first out and gave the older boys a
treat as his briefs heavy with water drooped exposing most of his tiny
white ass.

'Gawd,' Dash whispered close to Marshall.

'Ditto,' Marshall giggled feeling that hand again and on the same
target. 'I think you have designs on my body.'

'Damn right,' Dash kissed him lightly on the back of the neck and swam for
the jetty. Marshall was in shock, he knew he had the odd lusting for some
schoolmates and even Simon but to be kissed out of the blue by Dash was
something else. He watched Dash clamber from the water, the older boy's
boxers didn't sag like Simon's but both halves of his sweet butt were
clearly outlined in the wet material. Reluctantly Marshall got out praying
that his traitor penis stayed soft. Thankfully it did and he went back into
the shade to find his companions sprawled on what passed for a carpet. The
conversation resumed but now it was different. The boy's damp bodies were
almost touching and boy talk was in the air.

'There's something about this damn town,' Dash exclaimed after a long rant
about the local shopkeepers and their ways.

'What's new?' Simon giggled.

'I haven't had a wet dream since I've been here,' Dash remarked very
clearly and obviously fumbling with his crotch.

'Huh!' Marshall decided to let Dash lead the way with this one.

'What's a wet dream?' Simon had to say it.

'A nocturnal emission.'

'What?'

'When you dream sex, you harden up and do a little squirt all sorta
unconciously,' Marshall decided to contribute. He suspected that Dash had a
game plan and was willing to go along with it. This time he could feel
himself definitely stiffening up inside his wet briefs.

'Tell me...' Simon looked eager but then again he was a knowledge hound and
it seemed that his sexual education was sadly lacking for a boy of his age.

'You do get hard?' Dash spoke to Simon but looked across at Marshall and
then glanced down at the dark haired boys groin. 'Your pecker perks, your
woody jerks, your softy gets solid, etcetera, etcetera.'

'Yeah, all the time,' Simon blushed as he was prone to, he was red headed
after all. 'What's a nocturnal thingy though?'

'Overflow,' Dash responded briefly. 'Boys get to a certain stage where
their hormones are bubbling under... to get biblical they have to spill
their seed.'

'The Sin of Onan,' Marshall contributed. 'If you don't jerk off you'll have
wet dreams... and if you do,' he laughed shortly. It was one of his
personal problems, he jerked off at least twice a day and still had a wet
dream every now and then. He'd be having a damn sight more now with the
image of the wet and almost naked Dash in his mind's eye.

'Oh...' Simon mumbled still red faced. 'I don't jerk off and I don't have
wet dreams either. Mind you I do wake up a bit sticky now and then.' He
covered his face with his hands. 'More than you want to know,' he
sniggered.

'Not really,' Dash looked at Marshall as if making a decision. 'It's time
for you to start jerking off, beating your meat, wanking, call it what you
want.'

'Dunno how,' Simon mumbled.

'Wanna learn?' Marshall was fully hard now and couldn't do a thing about
it. He was also aware where Dash was going as he could see the older boy
was displaying a healthy erection inside his boxers. It was now or never
and it all hinged on Simon.

'Yeah,' Simon spoke through his hands and both older boys grinned at each
other... as easy as falling off a log.

'Huddle in,' Dash instructed and tugged the now giggling Simon so that he
was sandwiched between himself and Marshall, it was a wankfest or maybe a
group wank but the initial awkwardness was over and Simon submitted to his
briefs being tugged down although his hands were back over his face again,
he was wriggling a little but made no effort to hold onto his Spideys.

Eyes on each other Marshall and Dash removed their underwear and lay naked
either side of the diminutive Simon. Simon may have been confused by the
talk of do-it-yourself sex but his solid penis which must have come in at a
good four inches jutted up on his rounded belly with it's foreskin
retracted fully leaving his gleaming dark red glans shining in the poor
light. Marshall's five coming on six strained upwards as well and Dash's
full six inches was well on it's way complete with little bead of milky
fluid at his pee slit.

'Hold it with finger and thumb or clasp it in your fist,' Marshall
instructed getting into the spirit of things.

'Mine or yours?' Simon mumbled playing straight into the older boy's hands.

'You do him, I'll do you,' Dash grinned wickedly at Marshall, things were
going better than he'd expected but he wasn't finished yet with these two
innocents. He'd dropped a few exploratory remarks in the past and decided
that the two home boys were either total virgins or at least innocents and
no way did they do 'boy things' together but there's a first time for
everything.

'Where's your spare skin?' Simon demanded looking at Marshall's circumcised
penis, he took a feel at the jerking fleshy shaft and then took a firm
grasp as if it was a fishing pole.

'He's circumcised,' Dash took Simon's hardness between his forefinger and
thumb and slowly moved the loose skin to and fro over the youngster's knob.

'Ooooh...' Simon giggled and started to move his fist up and down on
Marshall's erection.

'Don't hold it so tightly, Sy,' Marshall groaned but noticed that Dash was
moving around and quickly figured out what the older boy was doing. He
grinned as Dash came into range and reached out. Dash smiled a very wide
smile as Marshall took hold. The local boy wasn't that dumb after all and
had a nice grip. The boys took their time getting used to each other until
Dash took another great leap forward.

'Wanna treat, Sy?'

'Yeah.'

'One condition... no badmouthing, no laughing.'

'OK, OK.' Simon was willing to try anything, this was fun. He was with his
two heroes and one was handling his boyhood and he had hold of Marshall or
more to the point Marshall's thick and hot cock.

'Close your eyes then,' Dash ordered. As Simon obeyed Dash looked at
Marshall for the last time and ducked his head taking Simon's slightly
slimy glans into his mouth. From his first taste he realised whatever the
boy thought, he was producing cum albeit very thin and almost watery but
the taste was there.

'Jeez...' Marshall and Simon spoke at the same time. Well, Marshall spoke
and Simon cried out but he held Dash's head tightly as it moved up and down
on his straining pecker. He was in heaven, he was going to remark on this
being faggotry plain and simple but heeded Dash's warning. Marshall was
thunderstruck, he'd heard of this but never imagined it happening and to
little Sy. He held his breath as Simon moved around and licked his
belly. Surely not?

'Siiiiimon,' Marshall groaned in absolute pleasure. The smaller boy had
with absolutely no hesitation licked his pee slit tasting the boy cum
oozing from it and had then sunk his mouth over the sweetmeat and started
to suck. There was only one more move to make and Marshall made it. 'Come
closer,' he rasped and looked at Dash. More shuffling around and Marshall
was in on the act. He was taking his first taste of young cock whilst being
blown by his best buddy. Truly an afternoon to remember. Marshall didn't
know if he was in Heaven or Hell, Simon had solved the teeth problem and
was now sucking away like a child on a teat and Marshall had his own mouth
full of Dash's thick and super stiff cock.

'Oh, oh, oh...' Simon squealed and as he did so Dash reached under and
grasped the boy's soft butt and took the straining kiddy cock right in
feeling the tickle of Simon's sparse pubics on his nose. 'Aaaaah... Dash,'
Simon gobbled around Marshall's hardness and his hips jerked as his cock
jerked it's very first climax into Dash's eagerly sucking mouth.

'Yum, yum,' Dash lay back and ruffled Marshall's thick dark hair, Simon had
moved up and was cuddling him as he moved again, this time he was going for
something bigger.

Marshall thought Simon had abandoned him and he had but Dash had also moved
and taken over, the two were now sixty nining. Marshall didn't know the
term but Dash did and he grinned around Marshall's slippery sex. Now this
was the real thing and Marshall was his real target for the short term,
after that would come Simon but early days as yet.

'I'm gonna...' Marshall bleated. 'I'm gonna cum.'

'Let it flow,' Dash managed to splutter just before he felt the first warm
splash in his mouth and then two or three mouth filling blasts. Marshall's
spunk was thick and creamy and Dash swallowed it down feeling his own heat
arising and then the blessed relief as as he twitched and spent his own
load into Marshall's eager swallows. He was a bit surprised that Marshall
had taken it all down but pleased. It was a promise of better things to
come or is it cum?

'On my life,' Marshall gasped tasting Dash's thick semen in his mouth. He
never thought he'd do it but he'd steeled himself, in the back of his mind
he knew that this was only the beginning and if he could handle Dash he
could surely managed the smaller Simon.

'That was so faggy,' Simon burst out. 'Nice though,' he looked at the
others and blushed again.

'Great,' Dash looked at his two friends. Simon's penis had shrunk to
nothing but Marshall's spit and cum stained organ still lay thick and heavy
upon his lower belly. 'Marshall's ready for more,' he observed.

'I'll do it, I'll do it,' Simon squealed.

'Later,' Marshall grinned tiredly and with leaden legs dragged himself to
his feet. 'Last one in's a yoyo.' he rushed out of the door still fully
naked and dived into the pool closely followed by Dash. In the water Dash
grabbed him and pulled him in tightly.

'What time do your parents and sister go to bed?'

'I dunno,' Marshall wriggled against the bigger boy as Simon cautiously
peered around making sure no one was watching them. 'About eleven, not very
late as they both have to work.'

'I may pay you a visit,' Dash smirked. 'Show you another trick.'

Marshall grinned. He knew Dash wouldn't come but it was nice to pretend, as
far as he knew Dash didn't even know where he lived. All that was forgotten
as Dash and he were dunked by a flying Simon, after that it was mayhem but
with a difference. The cold water and activity had it's usual effect... it
refreshed. After five minutes it was all gropes and grabs, poor (or lucky)
Simon bore the brunt of it and he loved being the centre of attraction, he
took to being the meat sandwich between Marshall and Dash like a duck to
water and Marshall for one was convinced that Simon was 'easy', Dash had
other ideas, he was after Marshall. Eventually they clambered from the pond
and returned to the mill and lay in the dusty gloom and chilled. Once again
Simon was between the larger boys and now a little braver took each into
his hands. He smiled happily at the ceiling as he lay on his back with a
hard cock in each hand and slowly wanked them bringing both to full
hardness.

'You've gone this far,' Dash finally croaked turning inwards. 'You'll have
to finish us off.'

Simon just laughed and turning towards Dash presented his back to
Marshall. Marshall promptly moved in and slid his hardness between the
smaller boy's legs as Simon bent over and gently licked at Dash's erection
before taking the meaty mass into his mouth. He'd been amazed at the amount
of spunk the bigger boys had produced earlier and was determined to join
the club properly and drink Dash dry. The grey haired boy smiled across at
Marshall and slowly fed his mass into Simon's gobbling, Marshall grinned
back, he had his penis up between Simon's upper thighs and the smaller boy
had clamped on him. Marshall was having a virtual fuck and Simon was in
danger of being pronged 'by accident'.

'Gawd... this is so nice,' he moved between Simon's tightly clamped legs
reaching around and fondling the smaller boy's jerking and twitching cock.

'You can say that again,' Dash moaned ruffling Simon's ginger hair.

'Gawd... this is so nice,' Marshall giggled and moved faster, he could feel
the tingling in his balls and his heat rising - he was on the verge of
squirting his all between Simon's smooth thighs.

This joining was totally different than the last. The previous little get
together had been tentative, experimental and almost shy, this one was
confident and nearly animalistic as Dash face fucked little Simon and the
boy took it all. Marshall was fucking although not actually docked in any
sort of a port, he was between Simon's tightly clamped thighs now slippery
with sweat and his own precum.

'Oh, oh...' Dash yelled and thrust deeply into Simon's throat nearly
choking the boy and discharging his juicy spunk deep into Simon's avid
swallows. Simon had wanted a man sized load and got one but he was in for
more, He felt Marshall thrust between his legs and then Marshall held him
in a death grip and his creamy fluid spilt and coated Simon's inside thighs
and up and under his tight little scrotum. Dash was the first to recover
and pushed the other two off him and dived down onto Simon lapping at
Marshall's abundant spillage and then finished off by swallowing Simon's
jerking cocklet until the ginger haired kid screamed his climax.

'Shush...' Marshall put his hand over Simon's mouth restraining the boy as
Simon managed his very first visible cum. The way the kid was waving his
legs about Marshall knew he could have thrust into Simon's tiny little
pucker but he'd gone limp, he was done for the rest of the afternoon.

They lay there with their arms around each other thinking their seperate
thoughts.

Simon wanted more, he knew he'd hooked both Dash and Marshall and now he
wanted to play with them individually.

Marshall also wanted more but most of all he wanted to take Simon and he
meant take him all the way. If he could cum as much between his pals legs
what could he achieve rammed up that tight little ass.

Dash was glowing. What had started as a bit of a laugh had developed into a
double and he had designs on both Marshall and Simon, he liked younger boys
and these two were as good as in the bag. Unknown to both Marshall and
Simon, Dash had hustled in the past and he knew exactly what he wanted and
that was virgin boys and here were two laying with him in the warm and
dusty mill. Contrary to Marshall's beliefs Dash knew exactly where the
handsome, dark haired boy lived and he even knew which was Marshall's
bedroom and tonight was going to be the night.

'We gotta keep this top secret,' Simon whispered as if the mill was bugged.

'We will,' Dash reassured him after a glance at Marshall. Both knew they
were onto a good thing and didn't want any rocking of the boat. Marshall
was so tired he was operating on auto pilot but he knew or rather suspected
that the grey haired Dash had an agenda and that agenda included
himself. If by some miracle Dash found his house and they got together
Marshall knew they would be in a totally different ball game. On the
pretext of sorting his clothing out he scribbled his address on a piece of
paper and slid it to Dash unseen by Simon. Dash smiled, better and better,
Marshall wanted him as much as he wanted Marshall.

'You know that kid Nick?' Simon suddenly spoke.

'The kid who knocks about with Eddy. The smoothy good looker with the tippy
up nose?' Marshall laughed. He remembered the two from a short time back
when Simon had made friends with Mr Wilson the ATM. Come to think of it
Nick was rather sweet in a scruffy sort of way.

'Yeah,' Simon blushed for the umpteenth time. 'I like him.'

'We'll work on it,' Dash promised. 'I might know him.'

'Have a discreet word,' Simon blushed even deeper. Any more blushing and
he'd burst into flame.

'I'll try, no promises,' Dash smiled. Funnily enough he'd had his eye on
young Nick more as opposition on the hustling front as anything but Simon
was right, the kid was rather sweet. Eerie was an isolated faming community
and there were lots of opportunities for a young man to earn or score if he
were willing and discreet but don't forget the discreet.

'We'd better make a move,' Marshall wriggled back into his briefs, they
were almost dry and the other two got to their feet... the party was over.

'Secret Society,' Dash stuck his hand out.

'Secret,' Simon placed his hand onto Dash's.

'Very secret,' Marshal agreed placing his hand on top of the others and
that was it, the first meet of a long summer's relationship. It probably
wasn't the only summer romance happening in Eerie but it was the only one
that mattered to our three heroes.

They parted at long last agreeing to meet up the following afternoon for
another swim and whatever went with it. Marshall and Dash didn't mention
their proposed night time meeting to Simon but with the passing of his
address Marshall had sealed the deal and both of the older boys knew it.

 Later on Simon had dinner at the Teller household but this was nothing
new, still later in Marshall's room they had a very minor play around but
both boys agreed to save their strength for the following afternoon at the
mill. As soon as Simon had left Marshall had a shower and watched televison
as the clock seemed to crawl around it's dial. All he could think of was
Dash's naked body and of course, of Simon's pert little bottom He had to
get there before Dash but unbeknown to him that's exactly what the grey
haired boy had in mind.

Marshall favoured old washed out beach shorts for sleepwear, they were soft
and loose enough to be comfortable and that was how he lay on top of his
bed at midnight wondering if Dash would turn up. His room had easy access
as the outside wall and had a strong trellis which ran past his window,
he'd used it enough for night time escapades and could vouch for it's
safety. He had the lights off apart from a small lava lamp on his desk and
suddenly sat up, the trellis had creaked and he closed his eyes pretending
to be asleep. He heard the rustle of the curtains and then got his wakeup
call. There was a pressure on the side of his bed and then soft lips
touched his.

'Umpfh...' he flapped his arms and reached out to clasp his visitor.

'Cool it, Marsh.' The pressure eased and then the lips returned and they
kissed longer and more passionately. Marshall had never kissed another boy
and he liked it, what he liked more was the fact that Dash's hand had
burrowed up the leg of his baggy shorts and gently clasped his now fully
aroused penis. 'Time to get undressed,' Dash broke contact and stood by the
side of the bed.

Marshall was treated to a slow striptease as the older boy disposed of his
clothing and finally stood in his naked paleness with his six inches of
rampant boy meat jutting and very clearly ready for the off. 'Come closer,'
he rasped and as Dash moved in Marshall grasped hot and hard flesh guiding
it to his mouth. There was no point in messing around, he wanted Dash and
he wanted him all the way. He clasped Dash's soft and smooth butt cheeks as
the other boy straddled him and slowly moved to and fro pumping his
hardness into wet suction.

'Mmmmmm...' Dash sighed and stroked Marshall's thick hair. He leant back a
bit so that his bare bottom rubbed on Marshall's twitched penis which had
become exposed as Marshall had shucked down his shorts. 'You like that?'
Dash muttered rubbing his crack on Marshall's heat. 'Yeah, you like that.'

'Yeah,' Marshall croaked trying to hold Dash in his mouth and holding his
hips as Dash gyrated on his hot cock. Marshall closed his eyes, he moaned
and felt the same as he had between Simon's thighs but he knew there was
more to come this time.

'Bet you wish this was your little pal,' Dash moved down, his hardness
slipped from Marshall's mouth and mashed against Marshall's in an orgy of
precum coated boy cock's, their lips met again as they belly fucked against
each other but all the time Marshall held the delicious orbs of Dash's
smooth butt.

'You'll do,' Marshall smiled. He didn't quite know to go about fucking Dash
but he was pretty certain that the other boy was up for it.

'After you pop Simon's cherry put in a good word for me, I'd like seconds.'

'Show me how and you've got a deal,' Marshall heard himself say.

'You've got it,' Dash replied quickly. He'd got what he wanted and now it
was just a matter of instructing and deflowering young Marshall. Now this
was a mission he was looking forward to.

'Come on then,' Marshall moved against Dash urgently, he could feel his
balls tight up in their sac, if something didn't happen soon he was going
to explode.

'Get rid of your shorts,' Dash instucted kneeling up so that his waving
cock was in Marshall's face again. 'I brought a little assistance,' he
reached out and grabbed his jeans which were still on the bed. As Marshall
wriggled about shucking off his shorts Dash took a tube from his pocket and
uncapped it.

'What's that?'

'The asistance,' Dash stiffled a laugh and squeezed something from the tube
onto his hand and reached behind him. Marshall nearly fainted as he felt
Dash's hand grasp his organ in an oily grip and slowly wank it
upright. Dash repeated his maneuver and Marshall felt more oil being
smeared onto his knob and then down his shaft. 'Hold my waist, hold me
steady,' Dash demanded lowering himself a little from his raised kneeling
position and also holding Marshall's well oiled cock upright.

'Oh, my God,' Marshall froze as he felt his cock slip between Dash's spread
buns. His first thought was: Dash had done this before and his second was
that he'd died and gone to heaven. His precum and oil coated glans pressed
against Dash's spread pucker, there was the slightest resistance and he was
surrounded by heat and tightness as he slipped into Dash's body. The fact
was that Dash's body was slipping onto him but no matter, he was entering
Dash. The grey haired boy's eyes were shut as he slowly dropped taking in
Marshall's stiff five inches of hot cock until his smooth cheeks lightly
rested on Marshall's groin.

'Stay in tight, roll onto our sides and then you go on top,' Dash muttered
and started to drop onto his side. Marshall grabbed his hips and stayed
completely sheathed in the older boy's body. As they lay on their sides
briefly he rolled again until he was sprawled on Dash's outstretched body
with Dash's legs stuck up in the air. The final move was for Dash to drop
his legs and wrap them around Marshall's waist. 'Now you fuck,' Dash opened
his eyes and grinned. 'Big Boy...' Dash grinned and grasped Marshall's ass
binding them in tighter. 'I'm gonna so enjoy fucking you after this.'

Marshall wasn't paying attention and barely heard the threat, he was
already moving. No one need telling how to fuck once the prelims are out of
the way. He flathanded the bedding and started to slowly move in and out of
the deliciously slick tightness beneath. As he moved faster and faster and
Dash began to moan he dropped his head and sealed Dash's lips with his
own. This was glorious, sublime and he was so hard. His erection felt like
an iron bar and Dash was squeezing and relaxing his buttocks in time with
the thrusts. Dash grinned through the kiss, Marshall wasn't the only one
having fun.

His first fuck was just about over, all that remained was the climax and
Marshall felt it coming in every nerve of his body. He bared his teeth in a
snarl as he finished up in a flurry of steel hard thrusts and he felt his
penis burn with what seemed like a flame as the first shot of creamy spunk
travelled up his shaft and entered Dash's squirming body and then came the
follow ups as wave after wave of his body's juices squirted and splattered
into Dash's slick tunnel. It was over and as sweat sheened his face
Marshall slowly came down from his high and lay on Dash feeling the older
boy's hardness between them as his own softening penis slipped from Dash's
floded hole.

'Jeeesus, Marsh... you come like a donkey,' Dash held his lover stroking
Marshall's clammy buttocks knowing that he would soon be deep inside them
soon and taking Marshall's sweet virginity.

'How many donkey's have you fucked with?' Marshall grinned tiredly. Dash
kept quiet, he felt that Marshall didn't want to hear about his hustling
exploits. Marshall got from the bed and wiped himself with a dirty t-shirt
and then sat and wiped off Dash's sweaty chest and around his
arousal. 'That's mine I guess,' surprisingly he smiled again and flipped
Dash's jerking cock with a finger.

'Lay on your side,' Dash moved across the bed leaving room for Marshall to
lie down again. Marshall obeyed. He was in a curious situation, he was
reluctant but he was keen at the same time... go figure. He felt Dash
snuggle up behing him and he felt the older boy's hardness press against
his ass but he jumped all the same as he felt Dash's oiled fingers slip
into his crack and then the sudden intrusion. Dash had quickly and without
any warning slipped a finger into his hole and was moving it to and
fro. 'You need relaxing,' Dash murmured. 'A first timer needs a bit of lube
and don't forget you'll have to do the same for Sy, he is a lot smaller
than you.'

'Gotcha,' Marshall wriggled on the finger delving deeper and deeper, he
raised his upper leg slightly feeling Dash's finger move in a circular
motion as it moved in and out, suddenly it withdrew leaving him with an
empty feeling... just as he was beginning to like it. He grinned into the
pillow but kept his peace, he didn't want Dash to know he was looking
forward to what was to come.

Suddenly it happened, Marshall felt the slimy pressure of Dash's glans
nudge between his buns and then a stretching as the mass parted his
pucker. He pushed back automatically judging it better than trying to break
free. He'd accepted what was to happen and in a perverse way wanted it, one
thing was clear, he needed this experience before he tried anything similar
with little Simon or even Nick and that stray thought came from out of
nowhere. Nick, Nick, Nickee... he thought of the slender boy in Dash's
place. The kid was far better looking than Dash and Marshall felt himself
get hard again as he thought of sweet Nick's body pressed against his back.

'Good boy,' Dash whispered and pushing Marshall onto his belly mounted
properly forcing Marshall's legs apart getting between
them. 'Yessss... Dash pushed in all the way feeling Marshall relaxing and
also feeling that this was what Marshall wanted. Perhaps the two of them
weren't all that different after all. After that it was routine. Dash
started slowly at first sinking his full length into Marshall and then
slipping it almost free before repeating the procedure. Marshall was tight
as befits a recently deflowered virgin and soon began to moan and finally
mutter 'faster' and 'harder'. Dash grinned, now this was what scoring was
all about. Marshall was a good fuck as well as a good fucker.

'I could get to like this,' Marshall's voice quavered as he clutched his
pillow but he shoved his bottom up to meet Dash's thrusts and that was it
as far as Dash was concerned... he went animal

'Yeah, yeah, yeah...' he chanted as he pounded into Marshall's soft
buttocks and furiously munched at the younger boy's neck ramming and
slapping his way to a sweaty climax. When it came it was a good one and
Marshall squirmed and wriggled as he felt Dash's six inches buried deep in
his ass explode wave after wave of creamy love juice, hot and slippery,
deep and thick.

'Golly gosh,' Marshall whispered shakily clamping hard on Dash and feeling
the older boy's hardness slip from it's spunk filled nest

'How do you feel?' Dash asked anxiously cuddling Marshall in tight.

'Fucked,' Marshall smirked. 'And squishy.'

'Not despondant and disgusted?' Dash asked anxiously.

'What's done is done,' Marshall grinned. 'Don't worry, I'm not going to
call rape.'

'And Simon's in your sights?' Dash pushed Marshall over onto his back and
grasped Marshall's reawakened boyhood.

'And that kid Nick,' Marshall grinned.

'Now he's sweet.'

'Pervo.'

'Faggot.' They both laughed. The house remained silent as Marshall turned
inwards, they had all the time in the world.




			      To be continued



EERIE, INDIANA dates back to 1993 so. Omri Katz (Marshall Teller) and his
pals may be unfamilar to present day readers. If you'd like to see what the
boys look like I'd be happy to send the Zip File 'EERIE - 1' to anyone who
writes... these are screen captures and perfectly decent/legal by the way.
I shall probably produce a Zip File 'Eerie - 2' when I release the second
chapter with a couple of additional characters.

GCutter66@London.com