Date: Fri, 21 Dec 2007 22:46:48 +0000
From: G Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: ADDLESTONE BOYS - 15

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
author recommends 'safe' sex in real life. You must be above the Age of
Consent in your particular area of the planet to read this sort of stuff
and you should NEVER allow minors access but you knew that anyway.

These are stories of boys, youth and young men and once again they are
FICTIONAL. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

Another point: I like to write on behalf of the boys but you must realise
if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is me
coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank... that's them.

Enjoy. If you have spare please donate a little cash to NIFTY. Keep NIFTY
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Finally: People do write asking personal questions and I would say this
which is paraphrasing an author I read some time back: Agatha Christie
wrote about murders and murderers for most of her life but she didn't go
around murdering people. Work that one out.

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ADDLESTONE BOYS



15 - Darky's Story - More new friends



by



G. Cutter



Hi there, me again, Darky that is.

The following day, the day after the Bill and Ben caper it pissed down. I
mean it actually heaved down, this was a Surrey monsoon and it was
diabolical, we didn't go out all day. We played Monopoly all through the
morning and settled in for an afternoon's video watching, Peter got dragged
out for some shopping somewhere along the line and came back like a drown
rat in high dudgeon whatever that means but he wasn't a happy bunny.

The mum told us that she was visiting a certain lady friend a couple of
houses down and that we were to behave ourselves for the afternoon.

'Cut the cards,' Nathan sqeaked as soon as she was down the garden path.

'Ace low?' Peter responded.

'Ace is high,' I had to say something.

'OK,' Peter grinned. 'Straight cut, Ace high.'

'What we cutting for?' Well, I had to ask lthough I guessed it was another
of their devious deals.

'Who goes meat in the sandich,' Nathan giggled.

'Who's the slave,' Peter clarified. 'The lowest card gets to be abused, the
highest is the boss and the middle one fits in somewhere.'

'Figures,' I said dryly. 'You just made that up.' It didn't need much
working out.

'Yeah,' he agreed happily shuffling the cards as we settled down on the bed
which by now were more or less permanently shoved together. Peter took his
time buggering around and finally placed the pack in between the three of
us.

Nathan cut an Ace which brought howls of glee from him and moans from Pete
and myself. I cut next and cut a Queen which brought some ribald comments
but Peter cocked up completely as he'd shuffled the cards. He cut a Three
and I was expecting him to cheat, then again perhaps he had, perhaps he had
a slave syndrome. After the dust had settle Nathan sat there like a little
Prom Queen wracking his tiny mind for some sort of a setup and after a
while it came to him that he was the Master of Ceromonies and he had to
think of something.

'Sixty Nine,' he declared triumphantly as if he'd invented the act. 'Peter
flat out, Darky on top.' Well that was easy and suited me, I wondered what
Nathan had in mind for himself.

'What about you?' Peter asked.

'I'll keep myself busy with Darky,' Nathan laughed. 'And after...' He gave
a dramatic pause. 'Peter shags Darky, if he's got it in him and I get to
watch.'

'What about if we both rape Peter,' I looked at Nathan hopefully. It looked
to me like I'd drawn the short end and I had got a picture card after all.

'No, no,' Nathan scowled at me. 'We can get Peter tonight. It's your turn
this afternoon.'

'What about your turn?' Peter frowned.

'I got the Ace,' Nathan laughed and waved the bloody card. 'I'm the boss,
what I say goes.'

Peter ignored him and suddenly grabbed at me and dragged me down for a
meeting of the lips. 'Sod him, Darky. You don't mind a sucky, sucky and a
fucky, fucky, do you?'

'Not really,' I laughed, to be quite honest I was still thinking of big
butch Zander but it was a shitty day and we had to pass the time somehow
and I followed the others as they strated to get naked. Here we go, here we
go,' I hummed and reversed myself above Peter with Nathan hovering in the
background. I didn't know what role he'd cast for himself but I was soon to
find out.

'This is better than watching TV,' Peter grinned as I crouched above him. I
ducked onto his fully hard dick and he in return grabbed my hips pulling my
groin down onto his face. The room quietened as we concentrated on each
other's needs and then I felt Nathan's warm bopdy on my back. He wasn't
fucking but he was going through the motions and from his moans and groans
seemed to be enjoying himself.

I could feel Peter getting harder and harder and expected him to pop at any
moment but suddenly he struggled free upsetting nathan and myself onto the
bed in another fit of giggles. Nathan promptly moved his attentions onto my
cock and Peter was behind me. Jeez, he pushed gainst me and I felt the main
but then he must have put some spit on his harnon and pushed again. This
time I felt it open me and he was in and he was moving.

'Nice,' he whispered as he worked his way in, I just pushed back, I was
used to it by now and Nathan;'s sweet mouth around my own hardness
helped. I grabbed Nathan's head and face fucked him as Peter started to go
faster and harder holding my hips as he did his thing.

'Aaaah,' I tensed on Peter as I felt my heat rise and then squirted my
milky load into Nathan's swallowing mouth but the Rugrat didn't waste any
time, he sucked me dry and then shuffled up the bed sticking his cocklet in
my mouth. 'Mmmmfph...' I gagged and held onto Nathan;s sweet bottom as he
moved in and out and Peter continued to fuck. I was getting it both ends
and just chilled, there wasn't much I could do after all and as Peter had
said, it was one up on the televsion.

Nathan was the first to shoot his little squirt and collapsed on the bed
and that's when Peter lugged me into a doggy and really went to town with
Nathan watching avidly. When Pete came he did a good one, remarkable for
such a little dick (for his age) he pumped me up well with a couple of
squirts of his creamy cum and then slid free and fell alongside his foster
brother. I lay alongside and we samdwiched the exhausted Peter he was spent
and so were but that's the trouble or the pleasure with living with
hormoned up kids, you spend half your life knackered and the other half
horny.

We managed to spend the rest of the day reasonably relaxed and Peter later
confirmed that he'd arranged for me to go around and 'see' Zander the next
day. Jake would be working so I had the whole of the Zander man and an
empty house to myself. I was a bit dubious thinking about how much older he
was and how much more bigger but both Peter and Nathan guaranteed that he
was a sweety so I agreed to being abandoned to the Zanderman.

Peter and Nathan went at it as soon as we went to bed but I kept out of it
for the very first time, I'd had enough and I wanted to rest myself for the
morrow and I guessed that they realised that. So, apart from them jumping
around and bouncing the bed all over the place I got a reasonably decent
night's kip.

One slight glitch in the plan became apparent in the morning over
breakfast. Apparently the mum had decided to take Nathan upto Kingston and
get his new school uniform sorted out and also to tuck in some
shopping. Peter was lumbered with me as a childminder which was all well
and good, the problem was what would Peter do whilst I was engaged with
Zander furthering my education. Well, alls well that ends well, he decided
to drop me off and go after a job. There was an ad in the local video store
asking for a junior assistant over the long holiday and Peter decided to go
for it, it was only for three mornings a week and it would provide him with
pocket money and as he pointed out, it would also leave myself and Nathan
time together without the sometime awkward number three.

All done and dusted as they say.... the mum was away with Nathan around
eleven and shortly after I was being escorted over to Zander's place. I
felt a bit like a prisoner being delivered for execution but I hoped it
wasn't going to be that bad.

We wandered over to Zander's place or the place he stayed and he welcomed
us inviting us into the kitchen feeding us Coke. Peter told him that he was
going to make himself scarce and see about the job he was after. So, in
fact, we just sat there swopping idle chatter until Peter managed to tear
himself away reluctantly. I think he wanted to stay and get in on the act
but his good nature won out in the end... yeah, right. The main thing was
that he'd gone and promised to return and collect me in around four
hours. Now if Zander couldn't manage to work his wicked will on my virginal
body then he was a bit of a tosser and I don't think he was one of those at
least not when there were boys like me around.

'At this stage, I say: How would you like to see my etchings,' he grinned
across the table.

'What etchings?'

'Jeez, Darky,' he pulled a face. 'It's an old chat up line.'

'I thought you might say that you wanted to get inside my tiny red briefs.'
I laughed.

'Red today, very nice, I'll enjoy ripping them off with my teeth.' He stood
and held out his hand and I took it.

'No ripping, I haven't got that much gear.'

'No ripping,' he agreed and bending down thrust forward lifting me on his
shoulder and bore me off with my head hanging down his back and my legs
waving. Jeez, he was strong and I beat on his firm bum with my fists and
then settled for just digging in and enjoying the ride. We didn't have far
to go, up the stairs, turn right, two doors down and we were in a
bedroom. 'Fun time,' he dropped me onto the bed and his hands were
immediately inside my t-shirt stroking and playing with my body. I liked
this, I returned his forceful kiss... as if I had a choice. He had me
pinned to the bed and he rolled so that I was on top. I could take the lead
for a bit and I did, I rubbed my groin against his feeling his lump mashing
against mine and then his hands clasping my cheeks crushing and moulding my
little buns.

'Mmmmmm...' I snuggled in feeling his hands slip inside my shorts and
inside my briefs and then his strong hands cupped my buns and squeezing
them gently.

'You are fuckin' beautiful,' he gently kissed me and gazed into my eyes.

'Betcha say that to all the boys,' I giggled as I felt the air on my
bottom, he was slipping down my shortys and underwear exposing my bottom
half. Once they were down to my knees he rolled me over so that I was
virtually on display. He stared at my stiff pricklet jerking on my belly
and dived on it as I kicked the unwanted garments clear. With loads of
kissing, sucky-sucky and licking he got rid of my shirt and then attacked
my naked body. He was like an octopus, his hands were everywhere but he
managed to get his shirt off and now it was my turn. I unclipped his
waistband and unzipped his jeans, we wrestled and rolled around until he
was finally naked. He had a fine and exceedingly stiff cock, bulging glans,
thick pale shaft with heavy furry ball... the works. He had a tight brown
mass of pubics with a little line running upto his belly button which I
attacked with my teeth and lips. His glans was shiny with his own oozings
and as he moved me around I got it into my mouth and sucked away as I felt
myself being reversed on the bed.

'Aaaaah... Darky,' he sighed as I moved my head up and down on his thick
dong. He pulled on my hips and my crotch went down onto his face then his
hot mouth took me in and I gently fucked in and out and sucked him at the
same time. The good ol' sixty niner and his hands were still at my bum, he
must have loved it. A man of excellent taste our Zander.

It was funny, the more I sucked and the more I played with his heavy balls
the more I wanted it. He'd be a record for me, the biggest, my personal
best. I was sure I could take it, I was even sure I was going to enjoy it,
there was nothing not to like about Zander, he was my sort of man and let's
face it, both Peter and Nathan had done him. Nathan was even smaller than I
was and anything Nathan could do I could do better. Hang about; I was being
moved around, Zander was turning my around so that I was facing up the bed
again and this time he was working down my body back onto my dick but he
had something in his hand, it was a pot of something and I didn't need to
strain my brain on that one. He was going to lube stations. He did my dicky
for a little bit then my balls and finally parting my legs went for the
pucker and that guy had a tongue like a snake. If I didn't know better I
would have been convinced he actually penetrated me but it was his finger
that finally made it, gently slipping in and rubbing against my juvenile
prostate until I was squirming about the bed and being oiled inside and
out.

'Who was your biggest fuck?' He asked quite bluntly.

'Bill, I think. A mate of Peter's'

'I know him,' he smiled. 'Sweet Billy boy. Good, that answers one question
anyway.'

'What's that?'

'Gently, gently, fucky, Darky...'

'You'd better believe it,' I laughed and a bit of it was probably with
relief. At least he appreciated that he had a big dick and I had a little
hole - nice to know.

'Go doggy,' he slapped my bottom and I wondered what he meant for a moment
but he pushed me into a crouch and then all fours. 'Two fingers and tell me
if they hurt.'

'I will,' I promised. In fact, fingers up your bottom were a bit of a turn
on and I was already as hard as a rock and the pecker thing was twitching
about as if it was electrified. I might even have cum when he had a finger
in me but I hadn't felt anything so maybe not. All I knew was that my dick
was fully extended and the end was covered in a milky smear that sure
wasn't pee. 'Ouch... Jesus, Zander...' He'd placed one hand on the small of
my back and quickly sid two fingers in me and it had hurt but I gritted my
teeth, now he was in he was spreading his oil inside and my ring must have
been expanding or loosening. I could feel him right enough but the pain had
gone I could just feel his fingers against my prostate and moving inside
me, kinky, weird and somehow sexy. I clamped and pushed back onto his
thrusts.

'You're ready for the real thing,' he kissed each of my cheeks in turn.

'More fingers.' I groaned and pushed back harder.

'Enough,' he laughed and slowly drew clear grabbing me in a slippery bear
hug and forcing his tongue into my mouth. God, I was in love... it would
pass but for the moment Zander was the best thing since sliced bread. 'You
kneel astride my chect and slowly go back onto me... you can control how
you do it and stop if you want. I won't do anything... you do it all. The
main thing is that you have control.'

'I'll try anything once,' I whispered nervously watching as he well and
truly wanked a handful of his oily mixture into his dick which seemed to be
getting bigger ad bigger every time I looked at it. His knob, his actual
glans looked like one of thos plums, Victorias I think, dark purple and
rather yummy but back to the action after a quick tour of the
greengrocers. I climbed over and bent down to kiss him yet again. This time
I felt the glance of his engorged penis and I adjusted my position it was
now poking against my open crack as I moved my knees against his side. He
had it spor on, the position I'd assumed opened my legs up enough to part
my cheeks and as I slowly wiggled my bum and moved back I could feel the
slippery lump nudge up against my equally slippery bumhole.

'Steady,' he hissed and held my hips as I reached behing with one hand
holding him in position. 'Steady, Darky.' I lowered my face to his and lay
my cheek against his jaw feeling the roughness of his bristles and pushed
back. Gawd, the stretching and the pain was intense but I kept going.

'Shit,' I moaned and neraly gave up there and then but then I felt his huge
spongey lump slip inside me and my ring close a little around his
shaft. 'Gotit,' I squealed and kissed him roughly.

'Good boy,' he hised keeping perfectrly still as I absorbed a little more
and then took a tentative move. 'Yeah... sooo tight,' he closed his eyes as
I moved a little more taking even more of his thick shaft.

'Yeah...' I groaned but the confidence was building mow and I moved
again. It was like a huge log moving inside me but I had it beat. I moved
up and down with my tight nuts sliding on his chest but taking more and
more of his big cock up my straining arse. I was now almost belly to belly
as I slid down his body taking in more and more of his hot cock and
suddenly I stopped, I was unable to go any further my knees had slipped
down to around his hips and the stretching of them was almost as painful as
the thing up my bottom had been on the way in.

'Now...' he looked at me and smiled.

'Now?' I trembled. I had a damn good idea what came next, maybe a go doggy
style might have been a better starter.

'Now, we roll... hang onto me.' That is just what we did as we clutched
each other we went onto our side and then I went onto my back and he was on
top of me with his penis firmly seated in my living flesh. He didn't waste
any time at all this time, he managed to get to his knees still in me and I
automatically clamped my legs onto his back. One final slow shove and his
mass settled in me and his crisp pubics crushed up under my balls.

'Jesus Christ, that was something else,' I gasped with tears in my eyes as
I felt his hot and totally hard flesh move within me. He had me pinned to
the bed and I was totally at his mercy, I just prayed to the God of Pervs
that he didn't go berserk and shag me to hell and back but he didn't. It
was a pretty wild ride all the same and my arse wouldn't recover in a
thousand years.

He started to move slowly as couple of inches at a time, then he worked up
to half his length then it was good ol' shagerooni. I clung to him as he
went faster and faster and he gave that final dig that made me see stars
but in the end he said the same as all my bedding partners had said.

'Darky... I'm cuming.' I held onto him and grinned. I'd done it and when
the hot juices spashed into my well fucked fanny I squeezed on him
savouring his slimey essence as it filled me to overflowing. It was quishy
time as he finished me off, the oil, his spunk and our combined sweat made
for an easy finish and in the end he collapsed on me and we traded tender
kisses.

It was a good one, Zander was good, we were good together and in my mind I
wanted more of this boy, youth, man or whatever. I wanted his big cock
again and again. Other than that there was one final detail to consumate
our union to get all posh about it.

'Suck me off, Zand,' I moaned as my legs slipped down his side and he
slipped free.

'Anything, Sweet Nuts,' he smiled tiredly and nipped off my scrotum holding
the little egg sac in this hand and ducked his head onto my jerking
noodle. I didn't realise what he'd done until he'd been sucking me for
around five minutes and my dick was red raw and aching. He'd stopped me
cuming, the bastard was torturing me.

'Zander, Zander,' I begged him. 'Let me cum.'

He let go of my balls and then went to town sucking away like a kid with a
lolly and this time for the first time I could feel the heat they talked
about, the kisher thingy, the burning and then the first splash into his
mouth and a second a wobbly streamer up onto my gut. My very first proper
cum.

'Tastes nice,' he leant over and kissed me again and I gagged as I felt my
own slime slip into my mouth.

'You dirty bastard,' I gagged but swallowed it all the same, it wasn't as
if it was the first spunk I'd tasted and it was my own after all. He made
up for it, his hea dmoved down my chest and he licked and lapped every drop
of my seed and finally gave my sore dick a wash in his mouth.

We lay on the damp bed in all our stinky and sweaty glory. Amazingly enough
we had loads of time before Peter's deadline and just lay there canoodling
as they used to say. That was until he popped another stiffy and that was
the time we decided to make for a nice warm shower. I doubt if my
tenderised bottom would stand another dose of Zander's man sized cock so
soon.

What's that saying about good intentions, I can't remember but as son as I
saw Zander all wet and soapy I popped one again and as he soaped me up and
washed me lovingly and at great length his man muscle grew right back to
where it had been half an hour ago.

Jeez,' he muttered in disgust and tried to push it down but it just sprang
back up.

'It's alive,' I giggled.

'It's not going to go down with you around,' he held me in his arms and I
could feel his hot cock pressing against my belly. Could I? Would I? Should
I? Questions, questions. I slid down to my knees and guided him into my
mouth. He groaned and gently pumped to and fro but I was lost, I wanted
more. Soundlessly I moved around on the carpet offering him my body, bum
first of course. 'You sure about this?' He spoke quietly but knelt behing
me and got between my legs.

'Go on,' I rasped. 'before Peter gets back.'

'Stacks of time,' he laughed and held my hips. He must have used an
internal guidance system as I felt his hot cock part my cheeks and nudge up
against my well battered ring. 'Darky...' He sighed and pushed against my
yielding flesh.

'Christ,' I whined but as he entered me again I grasmoed the side of the
bath and pushed back onto his beautiful muscle.

This time he held my narrow hips and really went for it. He moved in and
out faster and faster and this time... harder. The slap of his flesh on
mine filled the bathroom and I was past caring. I was pushing back so hard
I'm surprised his glans didn't pop out of my mouth. It took time and I was
wreched at the end of it but he finished with a yeall and held me so tight
he nearly cracked a rib. His hot gouts splattered into my belly and I
quivered as I felt his hot juices slime my inside and trickle from my hole.

'Gawd,' I moaned and slid off him and collapsed in a ball on the carpet, my
arse was on fire but my belly felt good. He must know how I felt about him
now, I'd given him my all and would do it again quite cheerfully... after
some rest that is.

'You are a darling boy, Darky,' he lay down with me and cuddled my sweaty
body in the muggy warmth. 'Darling boy,' he repeated and I felt his soft
lips on my neck and shoulders.

'Better than Nathan?' I felt a slight bitchiness, I was surprised to feel
that I was jealous of my little mate with all these gorgeous fucks. My mind
must be in a worse state than I thought.

'Nathan is Peter's to have to hold,' he told me gently. 'You are Ace, I'll
have you anyday.'

'Great,' I almost purred. 'I had a man, well, alright I knew he was
supposed to be Jake's boyfriend but Zander seemed to have enough to go
around. I any case I'd be linked with Jake in the very near future. It was
pretty obvious by now that Peter for whatever reason was shopping me around
everyone he knew and that suited me fine. There was more active boyflesh
around Addlestone it seemed than that bloody Care Home of mine.

'Come of, Sweety.' Lets get sorted out for Peter.'

'Can I see you again?' I prayed to every God I knew that he wasn't one of
these one session and that's it types.

'As often as you like... like every day,' he grinned. 'I like you a lot.'
he smiled and we did a final cuddle. I was hoping for the love word but I
think he was a bit too self contained and maybe adult for that. You don't
build people's hopes up and then knock them down at least nice people don't
and Zander was nice. He was bloody beautiful, gorgeous and tasty in my eyes
but nice would do for now.

'Excellent,' I ginned inanely.

'I've got some news for Peter which I should have told him earlier but he'd
be hin in twenty minutes or so.'

'Good news.'

'Unfortunately not,' he frowned. 'Come on, kiddo. Take another quick
shower.'

That was it, the afternoon of shagging was done but as far as I was
concerned it was an afternoon of romance and love. I know I was being silly
but I had feelings, I wasn't just an orphan shagbag. I knew deep down that
I probably loved Zander but it was one of those things that wasn't meant to
be and how the hell can you love someone after an afternoon's sex.  All the
same I had another two or three weeks here and I would make a point of
spending as much time with Zander the man as possible, I doubted that Peter
and Nathan would object too much.

Peter rolled up spot on time, he must have been lurking somewhere. His good
news was that he'd been taken on but for three mornings a week only, it was
enough as far as he was concerned, he was only wanting to beef up his
pocket money after all. The big plus was that he'd have first dibs at the
new CDs and videos as they came in. Zander got us sat down with cold drinks
in the lounge and as he'd told me he had some news for Peter.

'Mick's moving out in three or four weeks.' He looked at Peter and
sniffed. 'He's been after a job on the coast and he got his letter this
morning so he'll be selling up and leaving.'

'What? What for?' Peter looked to be in shock. 'What about you and Jake?'

'That's the question,' Zander frowned. 'Jake and I haven't had time to take
it in yet. We knew Mick was after this job as he has friends down that
way.'

'Yeah, but you're his friends,' Peter looked at me and I suspected he was
close to tears. Very emotional our Peter, coming from muy background I was
used to losing friends, I had lost Nathan after all and fortunately got him
back for a little while. I didn't contribute to the conversation, it wasn't
my business and these people had been close pals long before I'd arrived on
the scene.

'He has to go with his particular flow,' Zander said. 'I'll have to look
for somewhere to stay and so will Jake. We both more or less blown out our
families over the last few months.'

'Shit,' Peter groaned.

'You've got a home at least,' Zander scowled.

'Shit,' Peter said again. 'Can we come around to night and see Mick and
Jake find out what's happening.'

'Why not, Pierre,' Zander smiled. 'You and your little boys are family more
or less.'

'Not all that little,' I managed to chip in.

'True,' Zander laughed.

'We'd better go,' Peter stood looking quite miserable. 'Mum will be home
and she'll be worried. See you later?'

'Make it arouind seven after they've eaten and cleaned up.'

'OK... come on Darky, let's go home.' I thought that was a it of a tactless
remark underr the circumstances but Zander didn't seem to notice. He blew
me a little kiss on the way out which was rather nice. I'd be seeing him
again and I'd be bedding him again, that was written in stone.

'How did you get on?' Peter asked as we walked back.

'Brill,' I grinned like a loon.

'Good,' he nodded his head. 'I gotta fix you up with Jake, he has the hots
for any young bottom on the patch.'

'Jeez,' I moaned. 'You lot are the bloody limit.'

'And we're losing our safe house.' That remark said it all and then I
realised what Peter's beef was, he wasn't interested in the boys and their
problems, what he was interested in was having a base for his dirty little
bits on nooky. Mind you having someone like Zander on tap was nice, I did't
know about Jake but no doubnt I'd find out very shortly.

Nathan and mum had returned by the time we got back and Nathan proudly
showed off his new school uniform which was quite smart, I had another
twinge of jealousy but it seemed to be the season for them, I had to steel
myself. After Nathan's display we had supper when dad came in and shortly
after that all trooped down the alley to catch up on the news from the Mick
house.

It was a bit of a round table affair and Nathan and I were there on
sufferance and we both realised that and kept out of it but kept the ears
flapping if you follwed me.

The long and the short of it was that Mick would definitely be leaving. The
house would be up for sale and that was the end of a very short story.

A sweetener was that Mick reckoned he could get Jake a job in his new
Millets which was much larger than the one in Addlestone and did a much
larger range with local small boat sailors and campers. Zander was a
different kettle of fish, even if offered he, as he said, didn't want to
work in a shop. Mick stated quite clearly that he could find them lodgings
but that they would have to pay. The payment wouldn't necessarily be
cash... now that was a statement that raised eyebrows but he explained he
had contacts in Lewes that were into 'things' one of them being photography
of the dodgier sort. There was also the option, for Zander at least, of
gardening work at the two houses that Mick knew of.

I think he said it all at the end of his little chat and don't forget I
didn't really know the ins and outs. They could continue their little
relationship but they would have to move, they would have to adjust a
little and finally they would have to get of their arses and get a bit
livlier. End of speach as far as Mick was concerned and then the questions
stared.

Jake seemed quite excited at the move but then again he had a guaranteed
job, Zander was left out in the cold a bit but I had faithin in him, I had
a crush on him after all. Of course, with all this going on and Peter
putting on his dying swan act I was making the most of it and by that I
mean Jake ogling. He was my next target after all or maybe it was the other
way around. I thought he was a bit girly to be honest especially with that
disaster of a hair style, hair like that went out of fashion in the
eighties. I long ponytail like a dead stoat hanging down the back of his
head but he was tasty in an Asian sort of way. Reputedly the owner of a
long and skinny dick and not quite the lover that Zander was but that was
for me to find out.

Peter reckoned he had a bum like a ten year old and was a brilliant shag, I
thought he looked like one of those coat hangers you throw away but I kept
that one to myself. He'd do, I loved his colouring and from what I could
see of his arms and chin, for a sixteen coming on seventeen he was
hairless, no arm hair and no baby moustache. Zander towards the end of the
day was showing definite signs of blonde stubble... God he was so
beautiful, he could run his bristly chops up and down my bum any time he
liked.

Later that night I popped the question that had been bothering me all
evening.

;How come you got hooked up with that lot, at Mick's I mean?' I looked at
Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee sitting gazing at our tiny televsion in the
bedroom.

'Don't ask me,' Nathan replied and continued to look at trhe flickering
screen. Yeah, it was one of those, maker's name REJECT TV.

'Ooooh, a long story,' Peter turned and looked at me and grinned seemingly
having recovered his good humour. Two young boys in his bedroom might have
helped a bit in that direction. 'It all started in a distant galaxy many
light years away...'

'Shurrup,' Nathan squealed tell us properly.

'OH,' Peter laughed. 'A year ago or more like sixteen to eighteen months
ago I was in the swim team with Jake, Andy and the other lads...'

'Where you took me?' Nathan butted in.

'Yeah and where I'll take you and Darky next week,' Peter. 'Anyway, Jake
drags Mick along one night and introduces him as a long lost cousin which
was a bit of a pork pie. They were nobbing each other. At that time Mick
had a small flat up above the main street and over a period Andy and myself
got invited up for an afternoon and got it on. The Jake chatted me up. Mick
chatted me up, Andy shagged Jake and etc. etc.'

'Geez, just like that?' I asked. 'Instant brothel?'

'Not really, it happened over a period of time but then Mick got this place
and got a more permanent boyfriend called Ian and Jake shacked up with
Zander.'

'What about you and this other guy... Andy, was it?'

'He fizzled and I got hooked on Jake a bit and Zander a bit and then you
came along and I fell in love,' Peter looked at me boldly and then at
Nathan. I got the message and the message was Nathan was taken but I knew
that already and taken or not he was still putting his sweet little arse
around.

'Aaaah,' Nathan almost simpered and squeezed up against his blonde haired
new brother. Good for them, I was happy for them both... and bloody
jealous.

'I had a swift word with Zander tonight,' Peter went on after a quick
stroke of his Nathan, his own little toy boy. I like that, a schooly with a
toy boy, funny or what?

'Yeah...?' I was a bit eager there and he knew, I saw the shit eating grin
he gave Nathe so the Rugrat knew as well.

'Yeah, he says Jake is working for the next three days, in fact he's almost
full time now.'

'Goody,' I grinned.

'He also said he's got no work this week and he'd always appreciate a bit
of company.'

'Brill,' I grinned even more.

'So, I invited him to tag along with us tomorrow when we go over the
pond. If it's raining we can shack up at their place.'

'And we'll use th spare bedroom and keep out of your way,' Nathan gave a
dirty old man's laugh.

'On that note I'm going to bed,' I stood and looked down at them
both. 'Don't you dare start mauling me, I am absolutely shagged.'

'We figured that one out,' Nathan giggled and cuddled upto his pal as I
stripped off and clambered into bed. They were muttering away and the
television was spluttering quietly but I lay my head on the pilow and went
out like a light. I dreamt of Zander just for information.

I was awoken the next morning by Peter bursting in and telling me to get
mobile, breakfast was on the table and the mum was getting irate. No
wanting to blot my copybook (wherever did that come from?), I slung my
clothing on and rushed down the stairs. Mum was worried that the other two
were wearing me out and told them to go easy on me, I could see from the
smirks on their faces that they had no intention of leaving me alone, I was
in for a hard time now although I could always run away and shack up with
my Zander. Peter told her that we would be over the pond for most of the
day and that Zander would be with us which seemed to satisfy us, she liked
Zander and considered him a responsible person... God, if she only knew.

We hung about but finally made off with our costumes (for show), towels and
some pretty limp sandwiches to keep us going. A few minutes later we were
around Mick's to collect our so called 'minder' and he was surprisingly
enough all tarted up ready for the off. Maybe the thought of the local
schoolies running around in the hot sun and half naked and beaded with
water must have turned him on, it did me.  On the walk over we immediately
split, Peter forged ahead with his shadow Nathan and Zander and I brought
up the rear taking our time and chatting about this and that.

'Whatcha doing about the move... did you talk more last night?' I asked
being nosey.

'I'm going down next weekend with them to see what's what. I'd like to stay
with Jake but I most have some work, I can't live on air.'

'Yeah,' I agreed quietly. Here I was more or less guaranteed a firm stay
with Peter and Nathan over future holidays and there'd be no Zander.

'Anyway,' he draped an arm around my shoulder. 'It's not all that far away
and I dopn't want to lose contact with you.'

'Same here,' I leant against him as we walked. I know he was trying to be
kind but it was a split and we both knew it. I was stuck in that Home for
another three and a half years, I could run away but even I thought that
was a bit over the top for someone who was basically shacked up with
someone else.

'I'd like you to meet Jake, properly that is.'

'What do you mean by properly,' I countered. 'On my face you mean.'

'Now, now,' he laughed. 'I've told him I've got a love job going and he's
curious.'

'You what?' I spluttered.

'I told him you weren't just a kiddy shag, at least not to me.'

'Ah.' I was at a loss for words for once. To say I was chuffed would be an
understatement. Mind you this could get complicated but if I played my
cards right things could work out, Jake and Zander could play mums and dads
and adopt me. Well, I dunno about the adoption but we could do one of those
'menage a thingies' I'd heard about.

'Come on,' Peter called impatiently. 'Where we going? Down by the water or
up the hill?' We'd arrived and it was pretty quiet, I counted another six
kids but more would arrive later as it got hotter.

I looked at Zander and he probably had the same thing on his mind as I
had. 'We'll go up the top and relax a bit,' he told Peter and Peter
promised to come up and join us after he and Nathan had cooled down a
bit. We wandered up the now familiar pathway to the rise that overlooked
the pond that was more properly and old gravel pit until we were in our
peeping position. A good place for spying really but also a good place for
being alone as most of the kids preferred to to stay down on the grassed
area by the water. There must have been a spring near to the pit or even in
it as the water was always fresh and cold, maybe why they'd abandoned work
there in the old days, anyway, now it was a kiddy haunt if frowned upon by
the local council. Fortunately it was too overgrown and to far to walk for
the casual dog walkers and courting couples. It was a boy spot and long may
it remain that way.

'Ah, peace and quiet,' Zander spread coloured thing he'd been carrying
around his shoulders, it looked suspiciously like a bedspread but it did
just fine and I sat down with him waiting for him to make his first move
which to my annoyance was to rake about in his bag and hand me a bag of
crisps. So much for romance. We sat and munched away. He told me that he
was undecided about the Lewes move, he'd been invited to tag along but work
and getting some money coming in was still a concern. Naturally enough I
wanted him to stay here in Addlestone but I was being selfish.

'If you go down there I won't see you when I come here again,' I heard the
whine in my voice and felt like a right idiot but did he know how I felt?
Probably not, I was just a kid, we'd met and had an afternoon's sex and the
bottom line was that he did had a boy friend so I was very much the casual
shag.

'You will,' he said forcefully. 'I told you that you were someone
special... we will see each other again, I'm going to make a point of it.'

'All for a fuck,' I laughed.

'All for a very good fuck but that's not all,' he put his arm around me and
guided me down onto my back. 'You're not going to be in that dump at
Banstead forever.'

'Another three years at least.'

'They have to let you go when you're sixteen,' he frowned. 'That's the Law
and I'll have you a job sorted out and somewhere to live by then.'

'Yeah?' I grinned and wriggled against him.

'Yeah, truly.' He sat up took a quick scan around and dropped down
again. 'Yeah,' he repeated and his sweet lips were on mine and we mingled
our toothpasty breath, it was still quite early after all. 'God, you kiss
like a limpet,' he laughed.

'Dunno, never kissed one,' I grabbed the back of his neck and drew his face
to mine again only this time I had hold of the fork in his trousers feeling
his hot crotch and the hardening meat within. Minutes later we were both
shirtless and grinding together, we only had shorts and briefs on, it
wouldn't take long to get naked but it was nice as it was. We were shaded
but it was pleasantly warm even under the canopy of the stunted trees and
the sound of the boys below seemed to fade into the background.

'Jeez, Darky,' he whispered. 'I'm in love.' I felt his hand slip into the
back of my shorts and grasp my soft bottom, my Zander didn't waste any
time.

'You're in lust,' I lifted my middle a bit feeling his hand move and a
finger slip into my sweaty crack.

'That too,' he grinned and his lips dropped to my nipples and his other
hand grapsed my stiffness through the material of my shorts, he had me
front and back and I just wriggled around pleasuring myself in his
attentions and love or lust. I didn't care which, it was a beautifully warm
and sunny day, we had reasonable privacy and the heavy thoughts could keep.

'Dirty sods.' It was Peter's voice followed by Nathan's giggles but it gave
us both a heart attack all the same. A good job it was them and not anyone
else.

'I thought we were safe up here,' Zander said sheepishly as we broke apart
and watched as they lay out their stuff alongsdie. So much for privacy.

'You are,' Peter and Nathan both in soaked briefs lay down and got into a
snope... that's a cross between a snog and a grope, I made it up. 'You were
just too busy to be listening out. The other kids won't come up here.' He
laughed suddenly. 'If they do they'll be up here for privacy, nudge nudge,
wink, wink.'

'Ah,' I relaxed and shuffled back to Zander and felt him again. Yeah, he
was still hard.

'We only came up to watch you,' Nathan started to squeal as Peter tugged at
his damp briefs and then they went into wrestle mode and we sat and watched
as my two friends got naked and then lay together doing more or less what
Zander and I had been upto.

'Pervs,' Zander grinned. '

'Yeah,' Nathan and Peter spoke as one.

'How do you feel about sex with an audience?' Zander looked at me and I
grinned back at him I couldn't care less, I just wanted his hot cock in me
and his sweet lips on mine. Anyway, Peter and Nathan could warn us if
anyone was coming up the track.

'Nice and slow for the viewers.' I looked at Zander and quickly shucked my
shorts and tighty whiteys off laying there in the midday sun naked and
ready. My short cock twitched on my belly with it's glans fully exposed and
Zander's head immediately dropped. My Zanderman wasn't shy either. Anyway,
he'd done it with both of them so they were hardly strangers.

Zander sucked and as they watched his hand reached out for his bag and a
tube of sun tan lotion appeared... surprise, surprise. He quickly shed his
shorts and underwear and knel their in the dappled sunlight with his big
cock jutting and menacing with the suggestion of a smear at the tip but I
didn't have a chance to grab it, he hoisted my legs in the air exposing my
pucker and his head dropped again.

'Eew,' Nathan squealed as Zander's hot mouth descended and I felt his
slippery tongue at my still puffy and slightly sore hole. It was alright
moments later as I felt the cool smear of the lotion on me and then his
finger slowly and gently intruded into my boy fanny as Peter calls it. I
closed my eyes and clamped on Zander's moving finger as it coated me inside
and out.

'Nice and relaxed,' Zander whispered and kissed my nose.

'Yesterday helped,' I giggled and then felt his withdrawal and two fingers
in me. I heard another comment from Nathan but didn't take any notice. I
was riock hard now and my pricklet was at full stretch jerking on my
belly. I felt the fingers slowly and carefully and withraw. Opening my eyes
I saw that Zander was in position between my outstretched legs and was
smearing the stuff on his erection until it gleamed like it an oiled
spike. I wrapped my arms around my legs bringing my knees right down onto
my chest and left my hole totally at his mercy.

That was it. The next thing I felt was his lips on mine again and his
gi-huge lump press against me and then the pressure and then that
extraordinary feeling of being opened up and stretched as his massive lump
speared into me.

'Jeez,' I moaned and my arms went around him as my legs went onto his
shoulders. He was in, I could feel the warmth, the mass and then the
movement as he started to move within me. 'Yeah, go on,' I grunted and
looked into his eyes.

He smiled and grabbing me just as fiercely as I held him started to shag
with long and powerful gut busting strokes that rammed deep and hard into
my belly. I just clung to him like a rag doll, Peter and Nathan had gone
from my mind, it was just Zander and I and we were doing what we both
enjoyed.

One final slippery push and I felt his crisp pubics against me and I clung
even tighter to his warm, muscular body as he started in ernest. I glanced
to the left at one stage but my two friends had lost interest in us; Nathan
was on his belly and Peter had mounted him and was shagging away. I closed
my eyes and switched off... I had what I wanted. Zander was on me and
moving faster moving quite easily in my totally relaxed fanny and digging
deep. He wouldn't last long but it would last longer later on and there
would be a second bonding, of that I was sure.

'Oooooh, Darky.....' Zander wispered and rammed in hard with a sweaty
thwack and his glorious erection seemed to swell and then jerk. I just lay
there with a blissful smile on my face as I felt his hot shots of young
man's spunk sear and splash into me, he was done for the moment and once
again I was flooded. I dropped my legs as he lay on me slowly moving on my
own hardon but that was of no matter. What did matter was that his penis
and it was still hard was moving again. 'I'm gona try for seconds,' he
grunted and moved up lifting my legs and bending me in two again.

'Pig,' I giggled and lay back to enjoy.



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