Date: Fri, 13 Apr 2012 07:01:18 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: A Touch of Heaven - 17

A Touch of Heaven

This story is based on the life of one George Carr.  (Name changed --
obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves.
Although based on truth, there are some chapters where the truth has been
embellished quite a lot. This chapter and some of those following fall into
this category. (Chapter 24 is an exception -- you will understand when
you read it.) See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details.

If you would like to, write to me at succum@gmx.com as I would love to hear
from you and know what you think about this story.

Remember this story contains reference, graphically, to sexual relations
between two teenage boys. If this is illegal in your country or if you find
such things offensive then close down this page in your browser and look
somewhere else.

Now, read on and enjoy

Rick.

A Touch of Heaven



Chapter 17

Our friendship continued and we enjoyed being with each other as much as
possible even though this was reduced by the way we had to behave at school
to avoid becoming victims of the homophobes. Sometimes this meant that we
would go a whole day without being able to talk to each other and so would
then have to resort to a telephone call in the evening. But even that had
to be restricted because we could not risk having one of our parents
overhear some aspects of our conversation. With Scott's scouts and sports
and my different activities, we did not even manage to see each other every
weekend either. I believe that both of us regretted this situation but also
knew that we were powerless to do anything about it either.

We were part way into the second year of our relationship when Scott's
sixteenth birthday came up.  It was not a big affair as like us Scott's
parents did not have a lot of spare money and so our birthday's tended to
be small and somewhat tame affairs. For Scott's sixteenth I was his only
guest and we went out for a meal with his parents and then they dropped us
off at the cinema so that we could watch a movie while they went on
home. When the film was finished, Scott's dad picked us up and took me home
to my house and then took Scott on home to his house. The cinema was
reasonably full which meant that there was nowhere for us to sit where we
would be private from others and this meant that we dare not even hold
hands let alone do anything more. And with me being dropped off at my house
on the way home to their house, we had no opportunity for me to even kiss
him happy birthday. I felt rather bad for that and so was pleased later on
in the week when we had the opportunity and I bottomed for him to fuck me
twice without him having to get me off at all. However, the position we
were in for that second fuck had his cock raking across my prostate on
almost every stroke and I shot my load before he had finished his fuck
without either of us touching my cock at all. Scott was really chuffed over
that as he looked on it as having sufficient power over me to be able to
make me cum hands free.

When my sixteenth birthday came Scott said he wanted to give himself to me
and that meant he wanted to see how many times I could fuck him without
stopping. We were fortunate in that my birthday was going to take the form
of a meal out and then a sleepover with a rented video if we wanted it. But
it also meant that Scott was able to come home with me straight after
school and this gave us a couple of hours in the afternoon while my parents
were out at work. As soon as we got home from school, we got ourselves
something to eat and then went straight to my room where Scott did a
striptease for me and then stripped me rather sensuously. He did not play
much with my cock though and after giving it a little kiss, he lay down on
the bed on his back and presented his arse to me as my gift. I lubed it up
and began to stretch it with my fingers; but had not got that far when
Scott said we were wasting time and I should just shove my cock in. Well if
he was ok with that so was I, and after lubing my dick up, I held it aimed
at his hole while I edged forward until we made contact. Then I added a bit
more pressure and I am sure Scott was bearing down on me and I popped
inside as my cock head slipped passed the ring gate at the entrance to his
love canal. Scott gave a little grunt and then said I could go on but to
take it slowly at first. Even with going slowly, I did not last long that
first time and after only a few minutes of fucking his bum, I blew my
stack, pumping out a couple of days build-up as I had not masturbated for
the last two days in anticipation of our weekend together and also we had
not been able to get together for most of the week.

After that first orgasm, I slowed down to almost a stop but not quite and
Scott squeezed his arse muscles tightly onto my cock to prevent me leaving
his bum. After some very slow strokes while I got my breath back, I began
to speed up once more and started my second fuck. This fuck took quite a
bit longer and lasted about twenty minutes this time before I shot my
load. I followed the same pattern once more and after just a brief respite
with my cock still definitely plugging his bum I got going on my third
non-stop fuck.  Well my powers of recovery were not as strong as I had
presumed them to be and so for this third fuck it took a long time and
every last ounce of my stamina. Some forty five minutes or so later I felt
my balls begin to pull up for the third time that afternoon and with one
last almighty shove, I buried my cock in Scott right up to the hilt and
began to pump out in spasm after spasm. As the last jerk of my orgasm died
away, I collapsed forward onto Scott's belly and chest totally unable to
make even one more thrust. Even my cock was exhausted and for the first
time in our fucking history it began to wilt before I could pull it out.

I apologised to Scott that I was unable to stay hard in him and he said it
was not a problem and that as his bum was now feeling the impact of my
onslaught onto and into him he was quite relieved that after being fucked
for over an hour he could get a bit of a rest.  After such a marathon, my
cock was also a bit tender and we had both come anyway. Me three times in
succession and Scott once, hands free, as had happened to me in a reversed
role at his birthday. By the time we came to go to bed that evening my cock
and Scott's bum were both rather red and we knew when those parts of our
anatomy were having some pressure put on them. In fact I could not even
take Scott sucking on my cock and so I went to bed with a bit of a hard on,
and Scott got to blow a second load that day. But that second load went
into my mouth. Even though I had gone to sleep with a semi hard on, when I
woke up the next morning I did not have any wood. This was a first for me
for a very long time. In fact I could not remember the last time I woke up
without a morning glory. I was thankful for that as I discovered when I
went for a pee that morning that George junior was still very tender and
red and that as the urethra swelled to allow the flow of urine through it
caused me a fair bit of pain. I could just imagine what that would be like
if I had to contend with a hard cock putting more pressure on the tender
parts and also having to force it downwards so that my pee went in the bowl
and did not become a fountain over me. There is something to be said for
having a shower in the morning. Fortunately our cocks have an amazing
recovery system and the tenderness did not last for more than about forty
eight hours and I was ready the next time we had an opportunity to fuck
each other again.

In fact it was that opportunity that gave us a bit of a scare. We had
ridden our bikes along a trail in the nearby scrubland and had come across
a fairly dense bit of thorny scrub which we decided to use to hide our
bikes so that we could hike further into the wild off the beaten path. What
we had not counted on was that we really did not know the route the path
took after where we had left it and although we travelled some distance on
foot through untamed growth our path had gone in a bit of a curve which
brought us up fairly close to the path again which had also followed a bit
of a curve but arcing in towards our arc. We had stopped in a bit of
clearing where we could hear the river nearby. I had been carrying the back
pack and I let it slide off my shoulders onto the ground. We then moved on
just a little to see exactly where the river was and were delighted to
discover that it was only about twenty metres from the clearing but because
of the surrounding bushes we could not see it from the clearing. Going back
to the clearing which we believed was suitable far enough away from
everything to make our noisy lovemaking safe we spread the rug out and
started to undress each other.

With the handy bottle of lube in his hand, Scott soon had a couple of
fingers in me and was about to add a third when I told him that I was sure
it was ok for him to just go for it.  This he did and I took his cock quite
easily stretching to accept something my bum had got very used to.  The
beauty of this was that I was that little bit tighter for Scott and so he
got that little bit more pleasure out of me than if he had loosened me up
more. Of course it also meant that he came sooner and so I got the
opportunity to penetrate him. From the amount of noise that Scott made, I
am not sure if he got more pleasure out of being fucked or out of fucking
me. When we had finished, we left everything including our clothes by the
clearing and went down into the river to wash up a bit. And then we went
back to the clearing to find that our clothes were missing.

We searched the rug and our back pack, but could find nothing. Then we
heard a bit of a giggle coming from some of the bushes. Needless to say,
our noise must have piqued the interest of a couple of people passing by on
the path. These two boys must have come to investigate what the noise was
and took the opportunity of our absence to play a joke on us. When we heard
the giggle, Scott marched up to the bush where the sound had come from and
giving the voyeurs a full on frontal view he parted the bushes and set eyes
on two boys who must have been about 12 years old. Quick as a flash he
reached in and grabbed one of the boys by the hair and began to haul him
out.

"So you think this is funny, do you?" he demanded of the hapless boy, who
had been voluntarily joined by his mate.

"Actually it is rather." His mate said and then gave another little titter.

I couldn't help it and began to chortle as well as I thought it was quite
funny as well.

Scott obviously had not seen the funny side of it yet and continued; even
though he had let the boy he had been holding go. "So you like looking at
naked guys do you?"

"Well we did not know you would be totally naked as there are no underpants
in the pile; and it does look funny to see your cocks swinging and bouncing
as you walk and jump trying not to get your feet hurt on the sharp edges."
The boy who had been pulled out by the hair replied.

"And then when you began to search for your clothes looking where you knew
you had not left them ..." the other boy added.

"Well now you have seen us, you had better give us back our clothes." Scott
demanded.

"They are there where we were hiding." Boy one said.

 I went to retrieve them while Scott stayed with the two boys. Scott was
still making out that he was cross with them but this was because he now
had had another plan.

I got back with our clothes and sorted them out passing Scott his shirt and
shorts and began putting mine on.

"Don't you guys wear undies?" boy two asked.

"Too uncomfortable." I answered as if that was enough explanation.  I
obviously did not want to tell them that it was too much extra to take off
when we wanted to have sex.

"Does it feel nice?" boy one asked.

"You should try it and then you will know for yourself." I said.

"But how do you hide your boners without undies to hold them in?" Boy one
asked again correctly taking it for granted that we had the same problem
with involuntary boners as he had.

"In fact, I think you should find out right now." Scott said.

"What do you mean?" Boy two asked nervously.

"Well fair's fair. You have seen us naked and possibly more and we have
answered some very personal questions asked by total strangers so it is
only right that we should see you also; and along those lines if you take
off your undies then you can leave them off and learn what it is like to
free ball." Scott told them.

"Umm... I don't know about that." Boy two said.

"Well actually I don't know that you have much choice in the matter now. We
are both bigger than you two and if you don't do it voluntarily we will
just have to do it for you." Scott said.

I never knew just how serious Scott was about this. I knew he had been with
other guys before me and maybe he was serious enough to want to see these
two naked; but we never needed to use the threat as both boys must have
decided that stripping off themselves was less humiliating than being
stripped by an older boy and soon they were standing there in just their
footwear with a hand covering their cocks.

"Well done guys, now move your hands and hold both of them above your heads
so that we can get a proper look." Scott ordered again.

Both boys complied rather gingerly but once they had done it, they seemed
to have realised that they had crossed a bridge and they seemed to relax a
little. For twelve year olds they had nothing to be ashamed of.  Both of
them had bigger cocks than mine was at that age and they were both sporting
a nice dusting of pubic hair over the top of their cocks.  Their cocks were
cut as was the custom and so were no different from ours in that
respect. The boys were so similar in that area they could have been
twins. Their cocks had already started to grow both longer and thicker and
they hung down over reasonably sized ball bags for their age. I cannot say
that I was not tempted and I believe Scott was as well but we both managed
to fight that off.

"Thanks boys. You both have got very nice packages there. Better than I had
at your age anyway. I think you can get dressed now. But remember no
undies." I told them. Partially it was to put them out of their misery, but
more to get the temptation away from me.

"Before we do, can we see you again, please?" one of the asked.

"No. I don't think that would be a good idea." Scott said.

"What do we do with our undies?" The other asked.

"You leave them here. Just give them to me." Scott again took control. Both
boys handed their little briefs over to Scott who stood on tip toes and
hung them on the highest branch he could reach. "And now you are going to
walk part of the way back to town with us so that we know you have tried
going commando for at least a little bit.

With that both boys pulled their shorts up sliding them over two cocks that
were beginning to get a little hard for the first time since we had seen
them and now they were being covered up so that we would not see them erect
at all. We packed up our back pack and set off back along the trail we had
used to get there when the boys asked us why we were going that way when
the path was nearby. We had them show us and were greatly surprised to find
that we were only about thirty five metres from the path when we had been
noisily fucking each other. As the boys had made no mention of this we were
presuming that they did not actually catch us with erections let alone
having a fuck. When we reached the spot where we had left our bikes we
retrieved them and offered the boys a lift on our cross bars. They accepted
and we dropped them off once we had got into the built up part of town,
near to where they lived. After we had dropped the two boys off we headed
towards our homes and discussed what had happened agreeing that we believed
the boys had not seen us fucking. Strangely enough, neither of us ever
mentioned this incident to each other at all.