Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2008 17:18:50 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: TOM AND LOUIS

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.

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TOM AND LOUIS



by



G. Cutter



Tom Daley, Britain's failed hopeful in the synchronised diving lay back on
his bed and glowered at the TV screen in his room. He'd put a brave face on
his defeat but he had really been hoping to get a bronze in his event but
that was not to be. Most of his training team, his family and legion of
fans had sympathised with him and told him how well he'd done and that he'd
just been off form. He was a British best, a European best but not a World
best. Never mind, he still had his solo event to perform on the twenty
second of the month and numerous young ladies and a few young men willing
to keep him company.

He could live without the female attention but a couple of the younger male
Chinese gynmasts and athletes were a bit of a turn on in a way. For the
very first time in his life he'd been exposed to a glut of semi naked young
male flesh and his hormones had kicked in. He even got incredibly hard
thinking about the Chinese pair who got the gold in synchronised diving
. He'd even had a wet dream over them and from his confused recollection he
was between the two of them being used and abused.

'Sick,' he spoke to himself and giggled. From what he remembered it had
been far from sick, it had been fun and he had the crusty stickiness inside
his sleeping shorts to prove it.

For the moment he'd locked himself in his room and hung the 'Do not
Disturb' sign on the door hoping it would keep his overkeen chaperones at
bay and even his trainers. He was fed up to the teeth with people who just
seemd to want to be with him all the time. He didn't seem to get a moments
peace and quiet. He even had to lock himself in the bathroom to take a
decent wank. The Team Manager had suggested that the Chinese were crafty
enough to have planted bugs in each athlete's room but this wasn't
seriously considered. If they had and they got exposed there would be a
World War III probably with the American Team leading the field. So what,
Tom thought, if they got a film of him wanking then no big deal.

His attention was drawn to the screen where the gymnasts were lining up for
the horse hopping or whatever it was called. He remembered that the British
entry was a nineteen year old lad from Peterborough. Although the sport
held no interest at all he made a point of watching as many home country
athletes as spoosible, it was only patriotic after all. Once he saw this
guy, this Louis Smith give a bit of an interview he was hooked. Now this
really was wanking material and the age was just right. Louis looked to be
a West Indian or partly at least, he was compact as many gymnasts were but
with strong arms and a strong face. Tom thought he looked a bit thuggish
with his prison hair cut but he spoke nicely and seemed very polite. Sweet
in a nutshell and Tom was in love.

'Take your shirt off,' Tom breathed at the screen but no such luck. He then
tried to imagine Louis in the showers but failed dismally. 'Gawd, he's
gorgeous.' he felt himslef harden as he watched the show and the finale
where Louis thought he'd had a silver but was pipped by a Croatian
fugly. 'Aaaah, Louis, Louis,' Tom crooned and laughing with delight jumped
onto his bed. He was so hard it was untrue and over one bronze star winner.

'Better than I did,' he moaned to himself and hooked his shorts down
allowing the faintest of breezes to play over his jerking five inches of
rigid flesh. 'Louis, Louis,' he moaned and grasped his rigid pole slowly
working his foreskin to and fro over his slippery glans. 'Suck me, suck
me,' he whispered. 'Fuck it,' he shrugged his shorts off and lay there with
his bottom half bare. 'Fuck me,' he growled elevating his knees forcing his
bum into the air. He fingered his pucker and wanked away, a moment later he
licked his finger and toyed with his ring shoving his finger in until it
jammed and then made little fucky motions still wanking away and imagining
Louis on the bed with him. 'Let's do this properly,' he muttered and jumped
from the bed ripping his shirt off. Grabbing his muscle relaxer he dipped
his finger in and extracted a glob and smeared it over the handle of his
hair brush. He'd bought this from the souvenir shop mainly because it had a
round handle about four inches long and put him in mind of a boy's penis,
ideal for the odd moments of solo passion.

Hidden camera or not he leapt back up on the bed now fully naked and
re-positioned, this time he slowly worked the smooth and oil coated handle
up his bum as far as he could and then grabbed his erection with an oily
hand. He was off. He kept Louis's brown body firmly in his imagination and
flogged away at his five inch boy cock until his balls tightened up. One
last effort and he was rewarded by a surging heat and he shot streamer
after streamer of boy cum up over his belly and chest. Some even landed on
his lips and he licked it free imagining Louis's cock had been against his
mouth. 'Whatta rush,' he flopped on the bed exhausted. 'Damn good job I
locked the door,' he giggled. He licked his fingers as he scooped his thick
spunky puddles from his belly, Louis cum, he dreamed.

An hour later Tom was back at it, searching for news on Louis he found out
that the even he'd watched was history. It had happened six hour previously
and Louis should be well over it by now. On impulse he grabbed the Village
Directory and found both Louis's room number and phone number, on a further
impulse he dialed but got what he took to be an engaged tone. In
frustration he slapped the phone down and searched the profile of athletes
on the built in computer supplied. It was very limited in scope but did
give an excellent outline of every national team and individual
participant. He found Louis and studied him, the more he read the more he
liked. A bit unruly at school, self willed and a striver... no mention of a
girl friend either.

He checked out the clock and saw it was just before eleven, time he was in
bed. On the spur of the moment he dialled Louis's number again and got
lucky.

'Louis Smith, TeamGB,' a voice answered.

'Hi, this is Tom Daley... diver for...'

'Yeah, I know who you are, Tom.' he voice cut him off. 'Nice to hear from
you especially at this time of night.'

'I thought I'd phone you and congratulate you on your bronze, brilliant
stuff.'

'Thank you,' Louis chuckled. 'Could have been better.'

'Hey,' Tom hooted. 'Don't put yourselve down, you were well tasty.'

'Well tasty?'

'Good, I mean,' Tom gulped. 'Great.'

'We'll have to meet up and have a chat,' Louis suggested. 'I'm knee deep in
old men all taking a load of poo, I'm a bit pissed off with it all.'

'Me to,' Tom admitted taken aback a bit but pleased all the same. 'I'm just
having my bedtime chocolate,' Tom tried to sound inviting. 'You could
always pop around.'

'Now?'

'Why not, I haven't got a curfew/'

'OK... get the drinks lined up, I'll be there in ten.' The phone went
silent and Tom fell back onto his bed.

He'd done it. Louis Smith was visiting him in his room... alone. No
chaperones, no eavesdroppers, no spies. He hurriedly put his loose long
silken trousers on and his team shirt but underneath he was totally naked,
he hoped that Louis would notice but then again would Louis be interested
in a fourteen year old boy. 'Play it cool,' he whispered to himself.

It was fifteen minutes later and just after room service had delivered
Tom's late night drink but doubled up this time that there was a knock on
the door. Tom scurried across to admit Louis Smith who was dressed in an
identical kit as himself. Tom wondered if the handsome brown youngster was
underwear free as well.

'Come in, come in,' he babbled and felt the colour rising to his cheeks. 'I
thought you were fabulous on the horse.'

'I thought you were fabulous on the board,' Louis countered and grinned
shyly and shut the door. Tom quickly flipped the lock over and looked at
his guest. 'The drinking chocolate has just arrived.'

'We could have shared a wine if this place was civilised,' Louis laughed
accepting his mug. 'Wine for Olympians surely?'

'Surely,' Tom agreed sitting on the room's sofa alongside the dark skinned
young man. 'I loved your stuff earlier.'

'Loved yours,' Louis looked sideways. 'Just a bit overdressed,' he
sniggered.

'Overdressed?' Tom looked mystified for a moment and then realised what
Louis had said. Well, he had chaperones to protect him from older men
chatting him up but Louis wasn't a dirty old man who skirt the fringes of
athletics preying on younger up and coming stars. Louis was a young man
himself, barely above being a youth let alone a man. 'I though you looked
dead sexy in that kit of yours,' he risked with his heart in him mouth.

Tom sat silently on the sofa a ventured a look to his side and Louis was
looking at him with a big grin on his dark face. 'Nervous, my Tom.'

'No,' Tom's voice broke in a squeak.

'Do you know what I thiought when I watched you up on that diving board?'

'No,' Tom replied in a whisper.

'I thought how much I'd like to see you there naked or better still in my
arms naked...' Louis's eyes bored into Tom's as his face came closer. 'What
do you say to that?'

'Ditto,' Tom heard himself reply in a squeak as Louis's face drew even
nearer and he felt warm breath on his mouth and then the first feel of hot
lips against his. He moaned as Louis's arm encircled his neck and pulled
him into a close embrace. Without thinking his hand dropped to Louis's
crotch and he felt the heat and hardness through the thin
material. 'Louis,' he sighed and wrapped his hand around the thickness of
the blood gorged organ. 'Louis...'

'Tom...' Louis didn't say any more. he lay Tom out on the sofa and then
changing his mind he lifted the boy in his arms and carried him to the bed
laying him gently down and then laying with him. 'Sod the drink,' he
whispered and lifting the bottom of Tom's silken shirt kissed the flat
boyish belly and then kissed up edging the shirt up and sucking on Tom's
already hard nipples. Tom quickly tugged the shirt off over his head amazed
that things had happened so fast. He was as hard as a chocolate frog and
the feel of Louis's lips on his belly and chest were driving him mad. He
writhed around the bed as Louis headed south.

'Louis. Louis, Louis,' he groaned and wriggled as he felt the older boy
start to lower the thin trousers. He heard Louis chuckle as pubics appeared
and then Tom's firm young cock sprang out and up flopping onto his belly.

'Whoa... little big man,' Louis grinned lustfully and ducked his head
taking the end of Tom's twitching cock into his mouth. Tom gasped and his
back arched allowing Louis to grasp firm young bottom, a bottom Louuis was
pretty certain was virgin and his for the asking. He took Tom's rampant
meat right down into his gullet fondling and squeezing the boy's firm young
cheeks as Tom started to fuck into his mouth.

'Stop, stop.' Tom suddenly grabbed Louis's head. 'Get undressed, get up
with me,' he demanded.

'What both of us?' Louis looked shocked.

'Duh,' Tom rolled his eyes.

'Alright, alright,' Louis laughed and peeled his shiirt off. Tom watched
avidly as his hero's hunky and superbly muscled brown chest came into
view. He held his breath and gulped as Louis swiftly peeled his trousers
off displaying his own erection in his briefs. He then tugged them off and
stood for a moent with his huge brown skinned cock jutting free, it's
foreskin was long gone and his shiny purple headed glans shone with his
precum as he knelt on the bed hovering over Tom's supine form.

'Sixty nine,' Tom husked.

'I love it when you talk dirty,' Louis grinned never thinking it would come
to this. He knew when he measured that he had over six inches maybe even
six and a half but the thought of Tom Daley sucking on it made it feel even
bigger and heavier. He knelt over Tom taking the smaller boy's cock into
his mouth again. He felt Tom's hand on him as Tom guided the massive brown
object to his lips.

Tom never thought he'd do this sort of thing but he was following his dream
path, he gently tugged Louis's harndess down to his mouth and took his
first lick and then suck of man cock and it tasted and felt great. So
smooth and as Louis dropped his middle Tom felt the hot shaft glide into
hsi throat. He felt he was going to choke as the huge lump filled his mouth
but they both pressed on. Louis was now taking Tom's smaller cock in all
the way so that his nose was brushing against Tom's tight balls and Tom was
accepting around half of Louis, sucking and slobbering at the mass that
filled his mouth. The thought of Louis ramming that huge object up his arse
didn't scare him, it made him even harder and he moaned and groaned around
the slippery lump filling his maw.

Suddenly Tom spasmed, he couldn't stop himself, he felt his red hot juices
surge up his shaft and splatter into Louis's sucking. Louis swallowed and
sucked away at Tom's boyhood as it squirted time and time again filling his
mouth with creamy cum but then it was his turn. He groaned and rolled onto
his side taking Tom sucking like a lamprey all the way. When he came Tom
sucked and swallowed eagerly as thick creamy spunk flowed into his
mouth. He felt like he was drowning in the stuff but drank and gobbled with
his adam's apple jerking up and down as he drained his new lover. It was
finished but not entirely. A rapid reversal on Tom's part and the pair
indulged in a bout of spunky kissing messily transferring their joint cums
from mouth to mouth.

'Now that was dirty,' Tom lay back with a big grin on his shiny
face. 'Dirty, dirty, dirty,' he wrigged with the sheer delight of it
all. He'd sucked and been sucked how much better could it get. He
tentatively stroked Louis's smooth brown buns. Yeah, it could get better.'

'If you're thinking what I am...' Louis looked at him with a sly grin. 'I
could swag you away tomorrow afternoon... have a look at the track events
or something.'

'Track events?' Tom sniffed his contempt.

'In my room,' Louis whispered. 'I could volunteer to be your chaperone, let
the ladies do their thing.'

'And what would we do in your room?' Tom asked.

'Make love,' Louis rolled Tom over and to the youngster's surprise glued
his mouth to Tom's sweaty crack. Tom squirmed as he felt Louis's wet and
warm tongue between his cheeks.

'All the way? He giggled into the pillow.

'All the way,' Louis confirmed. 'Both of us. An experience for both of us I
suspect.'

'Yeah,' Tom forced his way back into Louis's ready arms. 'Your room, madly
passionate, sweaty and all the way shagging tomorrow... sounds wicked.'

Tom slept well after Louis had left. He'd arranged to meet his beautiful
brown skinned athlete at lunch tomorrow and tomorrow he was going to have
his first taste of bum. He was going to have sex by fair means or foul,
chaperones regardless. Louis had a plan and it sounded like a good one, it
made sense for a young boy to want young male company, even his girly
minders had spotted that he was getting increasingly annoyed at being
guarded all the time. They'd probably be delighted to hand the task over to
an upright young man like Louis... and a bronze medal winner at that. To
Tom getting to share of hot and sweaty sex with Louis Smith was better than
a medal.

The morning passed as it normally did with Tom and his team practicing
until he declared he'd had enough. He'd given his best and they seemed
satisfied. He also announced that the bronze medal winner, Louis Smith was
giving him a tour around the track events and he could quite easily do
without his lady chaperones. Surprisingly enough they readily agreed and by
lunchtimne Tom felt like a cat that had made off with a goldfish and the
canary, in a phrase, he was over the moon. The little plot had worked
perfectly.

Later and free of their followers, admirers and other sundry hangers on
Louis and Tom made their way back to their accomodation mooching around in
the souvenir shop until the time was right. As soon as there was a lull in
the foot traffic they beetled across to the stairs and they were on their
way to Louis's rather isolated quarters.

'We goint to be left alone?' Tom asked anxiously.

'I put the word out that I was down the track with you, there are so many
spectators down there no one could possible check.'

'Great,' Tom kept an eye open for any casual observers and tried not to
look too suspicious himself as Louis opened up and after they were both
inside Louis locked the door and made sure the curtains were drawn. It was
time for the great adventure to begin.

'Just you and me, kid,' Louis grabbed the boy's waist and brought Tom's
more than willing body in for an embarce.

'Right, Lu-Lu.' Tom grinned cheekily and clasped Louis's well muscled
buttocks. He closed his eyes as he felt the darker boy's warmth against him
and then the pressure as both their cocks expanded inside their briefs and
pushed out against the thin material. 'God, I'm hot,' he clung to Louis and
tilted his head up as the taller boy's lips sought his.

'You are hot,' Louis grinned. 'So hot,' he lifted Tom and placed him on the
bed. This time there was no foreplay, they both ripped off their team
tracksuits and then more slowly removed their undershirts and
briefs. 'Yummy...' Louis was straight down onto Tom's groin kissing and
nuzzling at the youngster's jerking and twitching cock. 'Oh, yeah. I got
some stuff,' he produced a plastic pot from under his pillows. Super Muscle
Relaxant... it's soluble in water, easy to wash off.'

'Starters,' Tom giggled. 'Lube?'

'Yeah, something like that ,' Louis uncapped the pot allowing Tom to take a
smell. It was nice Tom decided, minty but fresh and after he'd fingered a
pinch of the stuff he decided it was super smooth more so than his cheaper
version. He put his oily finger into Louis's navel and twirled it and then
let his hand drift down onto the older boy's hot hardness.

'We doing it?' Tom decided to take lead and rolled over onto his belly
opening his legs. Louis couldn't believe it, the moment had arrived and the
young diver was offering himself as if on a plate. He bent over and kissed
the firm fleshy globes and then half lay on his lover with one knee gently
massaging the moving flesh. 'You're not shoving your knee in there,' Tom's
voice quavered.

'No, I'm not,' Louis whispered and moving again got himself into a kneeling
position between Tom's outspread legs, a little outwards pressure and he
saw Tom's crack open up and the first sighting of virginal pucker. The
wrinkled surround was darker skinned than Tom's body but his smooth inner
showed a dark red as Louis flathanded the boy's succulent buttocks opening
up his back door. Without any more messing around Louis scooped some of the
lotion onto his fingers and swiped them from top to bottom down Tom's crack
and as the boy yelped and quivered he stroked across the smooth sphincter
finally easing one finger into the tight warmth.

'Ooooooh...' Tom wailed as he felt the intrusion but soon relaxed as he
felt Louis's finger inside him find his prostate and begin a slow up and
down presing softly against the fleshy nub. 'Jeez... Louis,' he moaned
pushing his bum up onto the oily digit. 'That is getting me so hard.'

'Don't cum,' Louis whispered urgently. 'This is a two way remember.'

'I haven't forgotten,' Tom gave a shaky laugh into the pillow as he felt
the finger slip free. It was immediately replaced by a bigger intrusion,
two oiled fingers parted his ring and he felt the stretch and a slight pain
as Louis's penetrated him and started his work.

Louis was indeed a novice at this sort of thing but his own common sense
told him that his big cock was going to stretch Tom's tight arse. The
return match didn't worry him as he knew he was bigger framed than Tom and
logically, bigger frame, bigger back door or so he assumed. The point was
he had to ease Tom's sphincter, he had to stretch and relax that all
imoprtant muscle before even attempting to feed his thick and extremely
hard organ into his little lover. Love was the key word, they weren't
animals having a painful rut, they were youngsters sharing an experience
and hopefully both enjoying what they did. No one wanted to hurt anyone but
they both knew what they wanted as the bottom line and that was to
penetrate and take their lovers all the way.

The dark skinned and tough looking gymnast now looking tender and almost
nervous moved his fingers around inside Tom's tight back end feeling the
muscle give little by little and the hole become slick with the amount of
glop he's fed it. He wanked himself with his oily hand admiring his jutting
six and a half in all it's shiny glory as he knelt upright.

'You ready?' Tom's voice broke as he clutched the pillow. His bottom felt
quite fluid with the oil inside and his ring opened quite easily as Louis
tried two fingers again.

'I guess. Tell me if it hurts too much.'

'You bet on it,' Tom giggled and lifted his middle as Louis dragged a
pillow under ready for the assault.

Tom gasped and winced as he felt Louis's slippery glans nudge between his
cheeks and press against his pucker. He tensed himself as he felt a
pressure and then pain as Louis dropped his body just a fraction. Tom bit
into the pillow as he felt the pain intensify and then seemed to ease. He
could feel a hot lump inside him and from Louis's sigh of satisfaction knew
that the older boy was in him. Tom felt sore and gapingly open at the back
as he felt the mass slide inside him deeper and deeper. He knew he was
absorbing Louis's thick brown shaft and he could damn well feel it, he felt
so stretched and bloated and then Louis started to move.

'So tight, so smooth,' Louis whispered as his lips came down on Tom's clean
shaven neck. 'Bloody amazing,' Louis allowed his body to drop even more
sinking deeper and deeper into Tom's deflowered body. Louis was fucking and
trying his hardest not to cum too soon, this was heaven, bliss and all
those other words. This is what he'd dreamt of, his own boy, a good looker
and even famous. He was fucking a star and now Tom wriggled under him and
pushed up a little. 'You OK, little lover?'

'Getting there,' Tom chuckled but there was relief there. He;'d relaxed his
death grip on the pillow and now he squirmed a little as he began to feel
Louis's weight on his back and felt the first touch of Loui's crisp pubics
on his bottom.

'Gotcha,' Louis groaned as he seated himself firmly into Tom's soft bum and
then pressed harder squashing Tom's flesh and causing the boy to cry
out. 'Sorry, sorry.'

'It's so big,' Tom moaned but shoved upwards all the same onto Louis's slow
movements. 'Alright now though,' he gave a little giggle and squeezed his
bottom on the slippery brown spike gliding in and out of his hole. The
entry had hurt but that was brief. Now all he could feel was the hot mass
inside him and Louis's smooth body on his back, they were joined and he
pushed up harder as Louis began to move faster. 'Go for it, Lou.'

Louis did. As Tom shoved his bottom up into the air Louis raised himself
and they finished with Louis fucking downwards into Tom's now totally
relaxed bottom. In fact the faster Louis fucked the harder Tom pushed onto
the thrusts. It couldn't last, Louis gave a prolonged moan and rammed in
hard and deep. Tom closed his eyes as he felt the mass inisde his gut seem
to swell and then pump and throb, he giggled as he felt the warm juices
squirt and spurt inside him and the immediate easing. He slowly and
carefully lay back down on the bed and Louis still slowly moving went with
him. Tom lay there still pronged by the softening penis in his belly but
sated and somewhat proud of the white slime in his belly. He'd actually
taken a man and he loved it.

No, that's best kept secret, he thought. He liked it, the 'love' word was a
bit strong but he'd do it again and again with his Lou. He'd fallen in
love.

Louis carefully withdrew grabbing a towel but not before examining Tom's
little ring. It looked a bit puffy and spunk oozed in a tiny trickle but it
seemed intact apart from being no longer virgin. As he rammed the towel
between Tom's cheeks Tom span around and grabbed him pulling him closer for
a gum mumbing kiss. Moments later their tongues entwined as they racked up
the passion.

'How was it?' Louis finally asked.

'Wicked,' Tom's eyes sparkled. 'The best ever.'

'Good,' Louis sighed with relief. It would have been a disaster if Tom had
said that he was in pain and no more nooky but he hadn't and Louis knew
they'd be doing it a lot more before they parted.

'You didn't cum either,' Louis looked at Tom's cherry red glans smeared
with precum. he was going to take that very shortly and amazingly enough he
wanted it, he wanted the smaller boy to shag him and then they would be
paid up lovers, versatiles, AC/DCs, whatever you called it. No butch and
bitch but equal partners, boy friends.

'I nearly squirted at the end but I held it in, thinking of you,' Tom
grinned. 'Louis Smith's tight brown bottom.'

'All yours,' Louis laughed and flopped out on the bed on his back.

'Well. Roll over,' Tom patted his bottom with the towel, he was oozing
Louis juice, he needed a bathroom but he needed Louis more.

'From the front,' Louis took his knees upto his chest. He was confident of
taking Tom's five inches this way and he wanted to watch the boy as he
fucked and more importantly when he climaxed, that wonderful moment when
the kid sent his seed into another for the first time. I can admit to being
Tom Daley's first bitch in my memoirs, Louis though with a giggle.

'What's funny?' Tom posed ready for action smearing his penis with the
muscle relaxant which was so smooth and slippery, it felt like a thick
oil. He gently prodded Louis's tautly spread pucker and gasped as his
finger went straight in and the thing seemed to clamp on his finger as he
felt the internal heat.

'Not too much,' Louis groaned and bending up he grasped Tom's waving member
and brought it nearer to his pucker. 'Go on, Tom. Slowly.'

Tom held his breath as he shuffled in close and then leant forward guiding
his shiny knob to the oiled fleshy opening. One push was all it took and he
nearly fainted as he felt himself sink into Louis and the older boy's flesh
seemed to clamp on him tightly as Louis moaned. A further push and he felt
his knob sink deeper and his shaft now gripped by Louis's slick tunnel and
then he was fucking. He couldn't hold off, he was so horny and he'd been
ready for this moment all day. He felt Louis's legs come down onto his back
and then he worked his way in deep and hard as Louis grabbed his neck and
brought their lips together. This was superb, Tom felt a gold medal winner
as he moved in and out of his boyfriend's tight body and felt Louis's legs,
arms and lips hold him steady save for his hips which moved up and down
driving his rampant cock in harder and faster as he shagged his little
heart out.

'Rabbit boy,' Louis murmured fondly at one stage thoroughly enjoying the
feel of Tom's virility plundering his bottom. All doubts and misgivings
about playing the bottom to a kid were gone. Tom wasn't a kid, he was a
randy little man and was proving it as he rammed and slammed his way to a
climax.

When it came it came as a surprise to both of them, Tom squealed as his
felt his super heated cum shoot from his cock deep into his lover time and
time again. He cum so much he felt as if he'd emptied himself. It was one
of the best, better even than the blow job and he kissed frantically still
slowly moving in and out of Louis flooded bum as the older boy's legs
dropped.

'Now that was a good one,' Louis stroked down his partner's sweaty
back. 'You can do that any time you like.'

Tom beamed. Doing something he'd only dreamt of and getting
complimented... wow!  He wondered how many of his schoolmates would like to
do something like this instead of homework, how many could he talk into it,
that was the point. 'I want you to do me like that next time,' he said
smiling down at Louis and rubbed his nose onto his lover's sharing their
sweat. 'From the front.'

They must have lay there for an hour and both disappeared at one point to
attend to the downside of being pumped full of cum but they returned and
played and toyed with each other for most of the afternoon. There was no
rush and both were intent on savouring the proximity and pleasure of each
other's company. In the end they went to the bathroom which had a huge bath
as well as a shower.

'Shower or bath?' Louis grinned.

'Shower,' Tom decided and that was even more fun. Soapy gropes and soapy
fingerings but the time they were done they were both sporting stiffies and
Tom for one was ready for more action. He stepped from the shower and lay
on the thick carpet away from the bath. He rolled onto his back and looked
up at Louis. 'Man or mouse.'

'Mouse,' Louis grinned as Tom's face dropped. 'A mouse looking for a little
hole to get into,' he dropped to his knees and flipped Tom over and pulled
him up into a doggy position on all fours.

'Aaaoow, I wanna frontal ,' Tom whined.

'In a minute, Sweet Cheeks.' Louis knelt and parting Tom's buttocks shoved
his face into the still wet flesh licking and lapping at Tom's tight and
still slightly puffy pucker. Tom wriggled and giggled, his new boyfriend
had hidden talents. He parted his legs and pushed his bottom back onto the
flickering tongue and wet suction. He was still enjoying his rimming when
Louis moved and Tom felt a slippery object between his legs. One thrust and
Tom dropped his head whining as he felt iron hard flesh slip into his gut
for the second time that afternoon. This time he pushed back firmly as he
felt the whole length enter him in one go. He wriggled his satisfaction as
he felt Louis's hand reach under and play with his own erection.

'Sorry, I got carried away,' Louis apologised.

'No matter,' Tom grunted as he pushed back against the meaty
thwacks. 'We've got another week.'



				  THE END


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