Date: Mon, 23 Aug 2004 05:10:40 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: David's Early Years. Chapter 7

WARNING - This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If such material
offends what the hell are you doing on Nifty.

My characters do not use condoms or other safeguards but this story is
fiction ... get it.  I write my stories in 'full screen' text, they are
best read that way.

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DAVID'S EARLY YEARS


by


G. Cutter


7 ... David and True Love?


Over a year had gone by since David had started work at the Football and
Cricket Club as a part timer with the West Indian groundsman Andy. Andy had
left for his job in the West Country and sure enough David had been asked
to mind out for that football season. It was reasonably easy work, keeping
on top of the marking and the rabbit holes for which he usually earned
around fifty pounds a week, it was cash in hand so he didn't have to
declare it to anyone, it was paid weekly by the Bar Steward so it was a
regular income that he was lothe to lose.

Football finished and David said goodbye to a lot of new friends, a few of
the boys a little more than friends if the truth be known. He'd kept his
relationship with Flip going but it was a casual relationship, Flip came to
David when he wanted to get away from his siblings and paid his dues for
the overnight stays. It was as easy at that, they used each other, they
were friends.

David had celebrated his sixteenth birthday at the Club with a small party
funded by his mother and had left school shortly thereafter. He was working
for his mother's company as a kitchen porter which was a lowly job but one
that earned him legal money and put him on the tax roll. It was hard work
mainly working a huge washing machine and helping out the chefs, he hated
the job but it paid the rent and left him lots of free time especially over
the weekends. At the end of the previous football season he'd been offered
the job of looking after the cricket square, he'd accepted, undergone a
minimal training and actually managed to get through a whole season without
too many cock ups. In fact, he earned more in the cricket season than in
the football season but he had a certain antipathy to the cricketers, he
prefered his footballing chickens.

Another scource of revenue was that he helped out the Club Steward, the
person who paid him, occasionally behind the bar but more often as a
potman, collecting glasses, emptying ashtrays and all the menial jobs that
have to be done.

Once again the cricket season was ending and football was about to start,
in fact, David already had three football pitches marked up they just
wanted the goals popping into their holders but this weekend was allocated
to cricket. It was ten o'clock on a Friday evening and the cricketers were
having an 'end of term' party this had managed to attract a few young
footballers as the club was open to all on a Friday night.

'Wakey, wakey, David,' Mick the Barman called out.  'Glasses.'

David glanced up, he'd been leaning against the kitchen wall daydreaming
and the place wasa getting busy, Mick was running out of glasses so David
sprang into action. As he said to himself often, if you're gonna be a
flunkey, you may as well be a good one. Anyway, Mick was always slipping
him the odd drink free of charge apart from paying him for his efforts.

David had been studying a gaggle of the incoming season's footballers, a
few fresh faces, a few attractive bods. He tried to oggle without being too
obvious. The dark winter evenings were far more suitable for his games than
the long drawn out daylight hours of summer. He did what he liked within
reason but he still didn't like to advertise taking friends indoors,
especially if they were on sleepovers.

'What time are you shutting the shop, Mickey?'

'About half an hour, at eleven,' the barman responded. 'Want to get away do
you?'

'No.' David placed half a dozen glasses on the bar counter and looked
around for more. 'No probs, I've only got one track to mark tomorrow and
two for the Sunday.'

'Clean this place up tomorrow then if you like,' Mick offered.

'Yeah?' David grinned.

'Tenner,' Mick returned the grin, he was beginning to realise that David
did favour jobs but not too many.

David nodded agreement, he needed all the money he could get, he was
vaguely planning a winter holiday and the savings weren't accumulating fast
enough. Anyway, cleanups usually brought in abandoned small change and
fags, there was always something left laying around.

He continued circuiting the bar collecting empty glasses and even those
with drinks in if it was obvious that the punter had gone and all the time
he kept an eye on the gaggle of young footballers. They seemed to be around
the sixteen mark and were drinking shandies and alchopops, the drinks
seemed to be working they were kicking up an awful racket.

One thing David did notice was that every time he glanced across one of the
youths was watching him, it wasn't a coincidence, it was every time. David
racked his mind for the familiar boys name and at last got it, the kid was
Kenny Martin and he played for the home boys Under 17s, so that made him
slightly over seventeen or slightly under, for some reason the clubs took
their ages from the 1st of August so the groupings weren't strictly
accurate. David wondered if the kid knew him from somewhere or was just
bored, either way the boy was a good looker.

Eleven o'clcock rolled around and the place was reasonably tidy, the
drinkers were down to four stragglers one of whom was the boy who had been
watching David. David lurked at the bar making smalltalk with Mick, he
could have gone home but he had that feeling ..... you know, that feeling.

Mick was getting impatient, three of the four were on the move but the boy
was looking out of the window obviously not wanting to make a move.

'Hey, Kenny,' Mick spoke across the room. 'You got no home to go to?'

'My mum's supposed to be picking me up but I don't know if she said eleven
or midnight.' He gave Mick a little boy lost look but spared a nice smile
for David.

'Well, we're locking up in a bit,' Mick replied unsympathetically.

'I'll hang on,' David volunteered. 'I'm not in a rush.' David thought half
an hour or so a worthwhile investment if he got to chat up the teenager a
bit.

'Cheers,' Kenny smiled his appreciation at David.

Fifteen minutes later it was all over. Mick had left locking the bar and
the main doors but leaving the fire exit unlocked at the side of the
clubhouse, this would lock itself when slammed shut from the outside. Kenny
propped himself against the food counter and gave a nervous laugh. 'Spooky
in here at night.'

'Even spookier now,' David switched the remaining lights off and moved over
to lounge alongside Kenny, the room's only light came from the vending
machines, barely enough to see your way around.

'Whatcha turn the lights off for?'

'I like the dark,' David chuckled. 'Don't you normally cycle up and down.'

'Nah, me mum told me not to use the bike having a drink and all that, it
could be dangerous.'

Not as dangerous as me,' David thought.  'How do you feel,' he moved closer
to his prey in the dark or rather the gloom as the place was still fitfully
lit by the two vending machines.

'A bit dopey,' Kenny giggled and propped himself up on one of the
tables. He was as fair haired as David although was dark, he was also
stockier than David and David had mixed feelings. He primarily thought of
himself as a doer, a 'top' but now and then he was quite happy to play the
bottom, it was a matter of if the 'guy was right' and Kenny was one of the
odd ones David thought of in that way, very similar to Scotty down in
Brighton.

'Booze always gets me randy,' David spoke softly. It wa a crap chatup line
but there was something not quite right about this boy. David had an
enquiring mind and he'd already thought it was a bit curious for a boy to
arrange to meet his mother in the middle of nowhere well after the closing
of the club for the night. he'd also realised that he'd seen Kenny more
than once in the Club, this wasn't the youngster's first visit. It was all
coming back now and David realised that Kenny had actually played there
last football season.

'Really,' Terry's voice broke into a squeak as he must have felt David sit
alongside him, it's not as if the place was in total darkness.

'Yeah,' David decided to go for broke. The feeling was so strong, the
worstways it would be his word against Kenny's and he could always laugh it
off as a big mistake. However, he didn't think it would come to that. David
reached out to the left and lightly ran the back of his hand up the smooth
material of Kenny's khaki chinos.

'Fuck off, Davey,' Terry's voice trembled.

David smiled in the gloom. Davey not David.

He moved a little closer until he was brushing up against the other lad and
this time blatantly groped Terry's groin. The young foorballer was semi
erect, David grinned in the gloom like a Cheshire Cat, his young stray
wasn't that 'unaware' or innocent for that matter.

'Fuck off, Davey,' Kenny whined again although David suspected the boy's
heart wasn't in it. Time to go the whole hog.

'We've got time.' David whispered.

'What for?'

'This,' David moved around to face Kenny pressing him up against the
table. This time he took a good feel. Kenny was hardening up there was
absolutely no doubt about it. David felt the burgeoning shaft withing the
thin material and slowly moved his hand up and down as Kenny groaned.

'Davey,' Terry moaned and just placed his hands on David's slender hips
making no attempt to break free or push away the other boy.

'Do you want it?' David whispered with his face inches away from the
other's, he sensed rather than saw Kenny was as red as a tomato.

'Me mum .....'

'Isn't here yet,' David laughed softly and dropped to his knees, he knew
what he wanted and suspected that Kenny wasn't about to fight him
off. 'Shush....'  he nuzzled at the standing boy's groin feeling the
hardness and the heat through the thin material. He unzipped Kenny's flys
and felt the boy's hand rest lightly on his head making absolutely no
attempt to force him away. Kenny's trousers parted and David tugged down
the front of the boy's briefs and sniggered as he felt the youngsters warm
meat pop free and slip against the side of his face. Young Kenny was a well
built young man.

'Jeeez,' Kenny whimpered as he felt David's hand grasp him and slowly work
his loose skin to and fro. 'Aaaah,' Kenny nearly passd out as he felt warm
breath and then the incredible sensation as David's tongue took a tentative
lick at his bulging glans. 'Daveeee....' Kenny's knees buckled as he felt
David's hands move around and shuck down his trousers and briefs leaving
his middle bare, David smiled as he caressed Kenny's ultra smooth butt and
then took the end of the boy's hardness deep into his mouth. Kenny just
sighed and gently pushed into David's gentle sucking doing something he'd
only read about. He was actually fucking someone's face to put it crudely,
he was getting a blow and this from the dark skinned young groundsman he's
fancied for over a year. The impossible had happened, he'd dreamt about
this moment and now it was upon him.

David sucked and slurped at Kenny's surprisingly thick cock, it wasn't as
big as David's own but it was a good five and a half maybe six
incher. Stroking Kenny's smooth buttocks he softly sucked and tongue
tickled the boy's inflamed and now precumming knob. He could feel the tart
taste of Kenny in his mouth, the kid was going to cum sooner rather than
later.

'Fucking hell, Ken,' I'm getting a cramp.' David hunkered back into a
crouch.

'Aw, come on, Dave.' Kenny had gotten a taste for it.

'Come down, lie out,' David held Terry's cock and guided the other boy down
onto the floor, Terry muttered something about his mum but submitted all
the same. David crouched over him and briefly contemplated a sixty niner,
not much chance there ... yet.

Now comfortable David knelt to the side and holding Terry's hardness
upright ducked his head on the spit slicked flesh again gently playing with
the boy's furry ballbag.

'Jeez, Davey,' Terry moaned and held David's head as he gently pumped up
into David's ever willing mouth. David could feel Terry's nuts uptight in
their sac and knew that he was going to be receiving a mouthful of boy
juice very, very shortly.

'Mmmmm,' David grinned around Terry's penis, he could feel the organ swell
and Terry moaned as he blasted a thick creamy jet into the back of David's
throat, then another and another. David swallowed and gagged a bit but
managed to slurp the thick creamy spunk down in one go leaving Terry
drained and himself licking the gasping boy clean. Another cock, another
friend.

'You can get up now, Tel,' David grinned as he rose to his feet and held
his hand down, Terry grabbed it and hauled himself to his feet, he
hurriedly pulled up his briefs and his khakis. 'Did you like it?'

'Yeah. You ain't going to broadcast this, are you?'

'Of course, I'm gonna tell the whole Club I give the clients blow jobs,'
David said straight faced. 'You could say thank you.'

'Yeah, sorry,' Terry mumbled. 'Thank you ..... that was fuckin'
marvellous.'

'Wanna go again?'

'What now,' Terry's voice actually broke into a squeak.

'Don't be a prat,' David grinned in the gloom.'I've got a bit of work on
tomorrow. You could come and give me a hand and we could go over mine later
and .....' David grabbed Terry's hand and guided it downwards. He was
pleasantly surprised when Terry felt him up without any guidance.

'I could stay the day,' David saw Terry's teeth flash and was delighted to
feel the boy knead and massage his extremely hard cock.

'We could do it in comfort in my flat, me and you, you and me?'

'Alright,' Terry grinned. 'I'm game.'

'I hope so,' David laughed as Terry jumped as the room was briefly
illuminated by a car's headlights sweeping acroos the windows as it turned
into the car park. A brief sound of the horn had Terry hurtling for the
fire escape but he did call out as he shot through the door; 'Around nine
thirty, Dave.'

David didn't bother replying, Terry was already out of sight and
hearing. He ran his tongue over his teeth and tasted Terry's cum. Yeah, see
you tomorrow, Terry, he sauntered to the door. A bit more give and take I
think, he smiled as he slammed the door and walked away to his own small
flat about ten minutes walk away. Tomorrow was Saturday and if he started
at the crack of dawn he could be virtually finished by the time Terry
rolled up, they could be in bed by ten if any of the gay gods were on his
side.

David was indeed on the go early, he'd got on the grass around seven
o'clcock and done what he had to do, he'd skipped his normal breakfast and
settled for a cup of tea and a couple of slices of toast at the club and
he'd virtually finished the cleanup he'd promised the barman by nine. It
was now a matter of seeing if Terry held to his promise.

It was probably fifteen minutes later that he heard the clatter of a
bicycle being dropped in the entrance and Terry burst into the clubroom.

'Tea?' David hoisted his mug in a toast.

'Nah, just had breakfast,' Terry looked slightly embarassed even a little
shy but David as the experienced one suspected that this might even be the
other boy's first assignation. One thing he'd been thinking about and that
was that Terry had been oggling him the previous evening, there was no
doubt about that. He was almost certain, not one hundred percent but almost
certain the other boy was game for a game. How serious it got to be was
another matter. He just had that feeling about Terry, maybe it was the
famous gaydar kicking in, there was just something about Terry, something
about the eyes, something about the way he looked.

'Got something for you,' David beckoned and walked into the small kitchen.

'Yeah,' Terry grinned and unsuspectingly followed David into the small room
where the darker boy promptly grabbed him and drew them both into a close
embrace.

'We still on,' David held Terry by the hips and rubbed his groin against
the other boy's at the same time he planted a kiss on Terry's shocked
mouth.

'Yeah,' the startled Terry broke the kiss but didn't pull away. 'You
haven't told anyone?'

'Only the vicar,' David laughed. 'You are a prat,' he moved his hands down
onto Terry's firm young footballers butt and pulled them closer.

'I get nervous,' Terry smiled at last albeit red faced and ground himself
into David he too moving his hand down onto David's boyish bum and taking a
good feel.

'I need a shower before we go,' David continued to fondle Terry's firm
flesh. 'Gonna join me?'

'What,' Terry asked obviously horrified at the thought. 'What if someone
comes in?'

'I can lock the door, anyway, it's still cricket there's be no-one here
until midday and we'll be in bed by then.'

'Pushy, Terry giggled. 'OK then,' he made a fast decision. 'But we've got
to be quick just in case someone turns up.'

David almost ran down to the shower section with Terry in tow, he grabbed
two bathtowels from the drying room and there they were.

'Come on then,' David sat down and kicked his trainers off and peeled off
his socks. Terry was sitting on an opposite bench as if sampling a
striptease.

'Oh yeah,' he grinned shyly and tugged his shirt off over his head.

David grinned back, Terry had a good torso for a boy, nice pecs and a
budding six pack, he was obviously a kid who exercised and he was in pretty
good shape. 'Nice,' David murmured.

'So are you,' Terry watched goggled eyed as David stood up and peeled off
his t-shirt and dropped his working trousers. 'Jeeezus,' Terry's mouth
dropped open as he saw David's seven inch bulge prominent his his white
briefs. 'Now that is a biggy.'

'All your's.' David laughed as he peeled off his briefs and his erection
popped up and stood rampant and proud from it's nest of curly black
pubics. 'Last one in's a tart,' David leapt into the showers and turned the
water on revelling in the warm spray cleansing the work sweat and whitener
off his hands.

'You are so nice,' David felt Terry's firm young body glued to his back and
the other boy's hardness nudge up against his bum. 'Such a bottom,' Terry
whispered running his hands over David's chest and toying with his
nipples,he prodded gently with his stiffness.

'Bold,' David giggled and opened his legs slightly allowing Terry's
erection to glide between his thighs, he immediately clamped as he felt
Terry gently move to and fro. 'We'll do this properly in bed,' he pushed
back onto Terry's taut tummy.

'What, actually fu....'

'Make love,' David corrected. 'Fucking's casual sex, when you like someone
you make love.'

'I like you,' Terry kissed the side of David's neck. 'I have done for over
a year, I like you a lot.'

'Ditto,' David purred. His dick was aching he just wanted to take Terry and
have the other boy take him ..... all day long. David opened his legs.

Terry couldn't believe the younger boy was doing it ..... he was offering
himself. He positioned himself at David's cherry and gave a gentle push.

'Aaah,' David flathanded the tiled wall as he felt the young footballer's
glans press against his pucker, part it and then the feeling of warm mass
entering his hole. 'Slowly, Tel. Take it slow.'

Terry reached around and grasped David's erection and started to wank the
solid chunk all the while pushing into willing flesh.

'Yesss,' he hissed as his belly slapped against David's back and he started
to move in and out. He was fucking the object of his desire for so long,
the fact that David wanted to do the same to him filled him with a curious
mixture of dread and longing. But for the moment he was in charge, the
smoothness, the heat and David's tightness were such a turnon, he'd never
been so hard in his life.

It was easy sex, they were both soapy and he was precumming like a tap, he
just slipped in and out of David's delicious boy pussy like a machine.

'Go on,' David rasped pushing back. 'Fuck me, harder, harder.' He pushed
back even more forcefully accepting Terry's ramming and thrusting.'

'I'm gonna cum,' Terry sobbed letting go of David's jerking cock and
holding onto his hips as he made the last effort.

'Jeeez....' David pushed back for the last time as he felt Terry swell
within him and then the familiar pleasure of hot splashes of boy spunk
splattering inside his belly and the gradual easing and almost lazy
conclusion. 'That was a good 'um, Tel.'He craned his head to find Terry's
searching mouth. He squeezed tightly to milk Terry's last drops of creamy
cream.

'Fuck me,' Terry giggled as he slipped free and span his partner
around. 'That was fantastic,' he smothered David with kises and then
suddenly dropped to his knees in the running water and took David's swollen
organ in his mouth.

'Fuck your face you mean,' David grinned as he slowly fucked in and out of
Terry's avidly sucking mouth. He'd given Terry a good blow on the previous
evening now it was his turn. He had a bellyload of Terry's spunk but they
could catch up on that later, they had all day.

'Terreee....' He held Terry's head firm and gave one jerk and shot a stream
of hot cum into his partners mouth and gullet. As Terry tried to pull away
David held on tight and offloaded another three or four good spurts which
Terry was forced to swallow. Penis softening he pulled Terry to his feet
and they shared a kiss and the taste of spunk.

'We better dry off,' Terry spoke nervously and then grinned. 'You nearly
choked me, you cum like a donkey.

'It'll be better in bed,' David grinned. 'You can do me from the front next
time, I wanna see your face when you cum.'

'You'll have to show me how,' Terry smiled shyly. 'You seem to be the
experienced one.'

'Come on sweetnuts, let's go home.'

'To bed,' Terry grinned.

'Too true,' David sniggered and they left the shower area to dry off and
get clear of the Club before anyone turned up to spoil the fun.

They stopped briefly at the pond on the way back to look at the ducks and
watch the fishermen.

'You ever been, fu.... er, had anyone make love to you before, Terry.'

'No, I bloody haven't,' Terry snapped indignantly.

'But you want to give it a go?' David smiled. 'Dontcha?'

'With you I do,' Terry mumbled. 'Anyway, I don't want to talk about it.'

'That's OK, Terry,' David stood up. 'I just don't want you to think that
you can merrily fuck me all day and I'm going to lie there like a slut and
take it.'

'I don't think you're a slut.'

'Good, 'cos I am,' David laughed. 'I just love boys, I can't help it.'

'I love a boy,' Terry looked at David. 'Just one.'

'OK,' David looked at his young lover. 'Let's get home, I've got something
for you.'

'Dirty sod,' Terry grinned. 'Come on wifey.'

'Hubby,' David grinned.

They got back to David's flat which was more of a bedsitter than anything
else, Terry hid his bike around the back and they went inside. Snug as a
pair of bugs as Terry said once they were settled inside.

'It's not all that big but it's mine and it's private,' David sat on the
bed and motioned for Terry to sit alongside. 'Looking forward to the
football season,' he said.

'For a month,' Terry looked at David quite seriously. 'My parents have
bought a place down by Brighton, we move in November.'

'Aw shit,' David felt like crying. He'd just found a soul mate or at least
he thought he had and now fate was fucking him over big time. 'I thought
........'

'So did I,' Terry flopped back on the bed and looked at the ceiling. 'I
wanted to chat you up all last season and I hadn't got the bottle.' He
glanced at David and there were the trace of tears in his eyes. 'We got
together and we've done so much in twelve hours ......'

'How old are you? Proper age.' David planted a gentle kiss on Terry's
cheek.

'I'll be seventeen next month, the twentieth.'

'I'm sixteen and a quarter,' David grinned. 'You could stay up here and get
a flat.'

'Oh, come on Davey,' Terry snorted. 'Get real. I want to go to Uni. I've
got no money, I can't just break from my parents, my brother and sister
just like that ..... I can come up weekends though if you can put me up
somehow.'

'Wouldn't work,' David said miserably. 'I'm not supposed to have overnight
guests let alone someone staying over the weekend.'

'I heard a whisper you've had sleepovers here,' Terry grinned. 'Slut.'

'Yeah, well that's another thing ..... anyway, let's talk later, we've got
to be able to sort something out.' he reached out and Terry tuned to face
him, fully clothed they started to kiss frantically and grind their bodies
together.

'You want me, don't you,? Terry gasped starry eyed after a few minutes.

'When you're ready,' David's head dropped and he nuzzled at Terry's
erection through the material of his trousers. 'Dunno who wants who,' he
grumbled as he outlined Terry's hardness and gently squeezed it and moved
it within his clothing.

'Bang for bang.'

'Where did you hear that,' David laughed as he slowly pulled Terry's zip
down and slipped his hand inside the other boy's trousers.

'One of my mates at school suggested it.'

'Dirty sod,' David giggled and unsnapped Terry's waistband and shucked the
front of the other boy's trousers down exposing his briefs. 'Yummy,' he
mouthed the very evident lump through the thin cotton. 'You've got some
funny mates. Did you take him up on it?'

'Once he said what he meant I ran a mile,' Terry laughed. 'Toldya, you're
my first.'

'Good,' David sat up and peeled his shirt off. He looked down at Terry and
thought back. He had around four years of experience behind him, Eddy, Joe
and the lovely Thomas, the Chinese pair, and the pair in Brighton. Fuckin'
BRIGHTON. He looked at Terry and kissed him on the lips hard as Terry
lifted his bottom letting his trousers and briefs to go down allowing his
meaty erection to pop clear. 'I've got an idea,' he laughed. 'Get naked,
cupcake.'

'I think I know what you're idea is,' Terry smiled a little nervously.

'Nah, it's about Brighton. I'll tell you later,' David kicked his trainers
off. He was almost certain Terry was Mr Right. Now was the time to find out
for sure.

A few moments later they were fully naked and wriggling and writhing on the
bed kissing and exploring each other's bodies as if the shower had never
happened. David's glans was shiny with precum and even Terry after his
previous performance was as hard as a steel shaft.

'Terry,' David looked at his lover. 'I want you to take me from the front
and then I'm going to do you.'

'All sounds a bit formal.'

'It's important to me,' David smiled. 'I want to be absolutely sure that we
go together.'

'We do,' Terry declared confidently. 'You'll see.'

'I hope so,' David gazed at the naked boy on the bed alongside. The only
time he'd ever felt like this was with Thomas and that love was now long
gone. Time to start a new chapter of his life, if Terry was the one and he
was almost certain he was, he wasn't going to give him up so easily. He lay
on his back and parted his legs. 'Kneel between my legs.'

Terry did as he was told, he had a vague idea what he was supposed to do,
he wanted to do it, love would find a way, the thought of David doing him
the same way made him even harder. In all honesty he was a little afraid of
David's penis, it wasn't what you'd call boy sized but he'd take it and
give his younger friend satisfaction if it killed him. He was smart enough
to know that David wasn't a little bitch, David was all boy and he needed
to give as much as he took, in their future relationship if there was going
to be one the keyword had to be 'mutual', no Misterr and no Miss.

'Oil it up,' David broked into Terry's thoughts. 'You don't need to oil me,
I seem to remember that this'll be your second visit.'

'Not the last,' Terry grinned as he slowly wanked himself with his palm
covered with KY and David took his knees back to his chest. Terry looked at
the exposed pucker. It was a bit embarassing, he'd never seen an actual
sphincter in closeup. He tentatively touched it with one oil covered finger
and David groaned. Terry grinned and gently pushed gasping as the muscle
yielded and his finger slid into tightness and warmth. 'Jeeezus, Davey,
you're so hot.'

'Then do me,' David wriggled and expelled the probing finger, 'Come on,' he
reached out and graped Terry's oiled penis guiding it to his hole. 'Gently,
lover boy.'

Terry positioned himself and moved his hips forwards, he felt a brief
resistance and then David's bottom seem to engulf him, this was so
different to in the showers, he felt David shrink, he could even feel his
young lover's brief pain and then David's legs straightened and he rested
his calves on Terry's shoulders. 'You alright, Davey,' Terry could hear
himself nearly squeak.

'Fine,' David reassured him and held his hips. 'Move in closer, Terry. Make
love to me properly.'

That was it, Terry moved in tightly and started to move faster sinking his
rigid oiled meat in and out faster and deeper at each thrust. He knew he'd
bottomed out when he felt his groin slap against David's bottom and David
smiled at him.

'Love you, Davey,' Terry started to fuck for real, he felt David's legs
pressing on his back as if reluctant for him to withdraw but forcing him
back in every time he rammed into David's soft bum and welcoming
heat. David's own outsized erection was jerking on his belly and Terry
could see the snail trail of buy cum on David's dark skinned tummy
..... that thing, that monster was going to be in his belly in a very short
time. He was determined, he actually wanted it, he wanted to make David
happy and this was the only way he knew how.

'Harder, lover boy,' David groaned and pulled on Terry's hips. He was
having fun, Terry was a good fuck, he just hoped that the older boy was as
good when the time came to lose his virginity or was it his second
virginity.

'I'm nearly there,' Terry moaned as he rythmically pounded David's sweet
bottom savouring and enjoying every second of their excellent
lovemaking. 'I'm cuming,' he moaned and David squirmed as he felt his
partner's cock seem to swell and then a series of hot and slippery splashes
as Tery climaxed a massive load. Far more than in the showers and David
giggled as he felt the slippery and sticky spunk trickle from his hole and
onto his back. Terry had done a corker and he was still fucking hard and
deep into his own cum.

'Enough, enough,' David's legs slipped down Terry's sweaty back and he
grabbed the other boy by the neck bringing their faces together for a gum
numbing kiss. Terry's spend and spunk coated cock softened and slid free,
David whinced as he felt it slide from his body like a giant sausage. 'So
good,' he gazed into his lover's eyes. 'Love ya, cum kid.'

'Love you too,' Terry ground his sweat sheened belly against David's
hardness. 'I want you to do me now, I want you to show me what to do.'

'In a minute,' David protested. In spite of Terry's quite normal size
David's bum was sore, what Terry lacked in style he made up for with
enthusiasm.

'Please, David. Before I bottle out.'

'Tart,' David looked at his new friend fondly. Terry was a bright pink,
whether it was from his exertions or the embarassment David wasn't sure but
he had to do this and he had to do it right. Bad sex could turn Terry off
for a long time to come and he didn't want that. 'Lie on your back,
Terry. You're about to get the short course on how to be a concubine.'

'Wanker,' Terry muttered and flopped onto his back. He was so scared, he
wanted to do this nut the more and more he looked at David's seven inch
cock waving about with it's glans shiny with precum the more he wanted to
grab his clothing and run.

'What I'm going to do it loosen you, sorta relax the muscle if you know
what I mean .....'

'Get on with it,' Terry assumed the position raising his knees to his
chest, he knew that much at least. 'If I tell you to stop, you bloody well
stop.'

'I won't hurt you.'

David looked at the pucker taut and displayed for his pleasure, he could
fuck Terry silly and say goodbye to the romance or he could take the boy
gradually and in stages, there was no dispute in his mind. Terry had to
enjoy this, by hooky or by crooky, he had to enjoy otherwise the
alternative didn't bear thinking about. He leant forward and wiped his
oozing glans across Terry's dark pink pucker, it took all his self control
not to take the older boy there and then.

'Chill out,' he heard himself say as he annointed his sweet target with KY
and gave a gentle prod.

'Jeez,' Terry gasped and then giggled as David's oily finger slid into his
hole quite easily. He felt the finger moving in and out with a circular
motion and then it slipped in deeper. 'Aaaaaah,' he gave a quivering moan
and tried to clench his cheeks but he was positioned all wrong, he was
spread out at David's mercy just like a chicken ready for stuffing. The
thought brought a broad grin to his face as he got used to David's finger
within him and now rubbing against something that had him squirming. David
had found his prostate. 'Davey, you've got me hard again, he moaned and
offered his lips.

As David kissed he slipped his finger free and as Terry made a mumbled
prostest he tried two bringing a gasp from his partner.

'Aaah, that hurts, Davey.'

'Relax, fart out like you're having a baby,' David whispered.

'You're fuckin' mad,' Terry giggled but did as he was told, he still felt
pain but it was easier and he swore he could feel his muscle stretch as
David slowly worked two fingers into his ring to the knuckle.

'How's that,' David gently moved his fingers and resumed his circular
movements.

'Bit better,' Terry groaned and offered his lips for another kiss. 'Keep
snogging me.'

David glued his lips onto his young lover's and started to move his fingers
faster digging deeper all the while massaging Terry's prostate. Still
moving his fingers in and out he ducked his head and took Terry's straining
penis in his mouth tasting the tang of young cum. Even after his exertions
Terry was still weeping his juice and David suspected the hormone driven
boy wasn't far of cuming again.

'Do me properly, David,' Terry reached down and grasped David's wrist. 'I
want the real thing.'

'OK,' David ever so slowly withdrew his fingers until he felt Terry's
sphincter close as his last fingertip left it's sweet tunnel. Before Terry
could have second thoughts he knelt in closely and nudged his weeping penis
against Tery's well oiled and hopefully relaxed cherry.

'Do it,' Terry stared at his younger friend and held David's slim brown
skinned hips. He flinched as he felt David's glans push against him and the
sensation of stretching and the pain which was mercifully brief. Then the
best of all, a sensation of being filled as David's plumlike glans slipped
into his body to be followed by the youngsters hard shaft. 'Jeez, you're so
big.' He was over the moon, he'd done it, all the fears of David's size and
getting hurt were gone. David was well and truly in and was now moving his
hips to and fro gently working in deeper and deeper.

'You orrite?' David croaked almost of the verge of a premature ejaculation.

'I'll live, big dick,' Terry looked up with a slow grin on his face. 'Needs
getting used to though.'

'You'll be alright,' David gusted a sigh of relief and started to move
faster, clenching his abdomen as he started to really get into his
lover. This was it, Terry was his for now and for the rest of the day.

'Faster,' Terry held David's hips tightly and pulled his bottom onto the
thrusts dropping his calves onto David's shoulders.

'Yeah.....' David sighed with pleasure as he felt himself go in for the
final time, his belly slapped against Terry's tight ballsac, his outsized
cock was buried to the hilt in Terry's tight warmth, 'Aaah, Terry,' he
dropped his head and sloppily kissed as he began to move faster and give an
extra shove at the end of each movement.

Terry moaned and wriggled as he felt David's penis slip in and out of his
bottom, the funny thing was that far from being in pain and feeling ashamed
and disgraced he was beginning to enjoy David in him, David's slender body
against his and the feel of David's hot breath and even hotter
kisses. Yeah, he could get to like this.

'Getting there,' David grunted now slapping hard against Terry's perinium
jerking the older boy's cock with his efforts.

'Thank Gawd,' Terry gasped, he was beginning to feel squishy inside and he
wondered what it was like to have someone cum in your bum. 'Aaah, Jeez,' he
moaned as he felt David's big cock seem to swell and throb. He was amazed
that he could actually feel David's squirts and splashes in his belly and
it was so hot, so slippery, he squeezed his buns on David and was rewarded
by a satisfied sigh as his lover finally slowed and stopped. David idly
stirred himself in Terry's spunk filled pasage, messy but nice.

'So?'

'The earth moved,' Terry laughed and clutched David sweat drenched
body. 'That was something else ..... brilliant.'

'And here's me thinking you were a top,' David laughed as he slowly slid
free and clasped his new lover tightly.

'I don't mind taking turns,' Terry responded like a little boy. 'I wanna be
your partner, not your husband or wife.'

'That'll do me,' David snuggled up. 'Wanna snooze for an hour or so? We can
eat over the cafeteria later.'

'We better not go over smelling like sex.'

'Why not, it'll turn on all the chefs.' David grinned and turned on his
side pushing his soft bottom against Terry's hip. 'Cuddle up.' He closed
his eyes and smiled as he felt Terry shuffle up behind him and the feel of
Terry's damp skin against his, the older boy was hard again. 'Later,' David
murmured.

They slept for a good hour and he was the first to awake, he slipped from
the bed and went to the toilet. He wanted Terry again but not with a
flooded fanny, anyway, they had to think about eating. Man does not live by
love alone, neither do boys for that matter, especially growing boys.

When he returned to the bedroom Terry was awake and sitting up in bed
rubbing his eyes. 'Cor, I slept like a log.'

'Lunchtime,' David sat on the bed and looked at his mate. 'Better go and
have an abortion and then we can have a bath.'

Abortion,' Terry screwed up his face. 'That's disgusting.'

'That's a fact of life, cum kid,' David grinned. 'Have your crap and we'll
share a bath ... I'm starving.'

'Here you go,' Terry shucked the bedding down to display his erection
'Food?'

'Proper food,' David laughed. 'Hurry up, we've got some catching up to do.'

As Terry ran from the room with his buns tightly clenched David had a rake
around in his old sideboard, he had a fruitless search until he found it, a
dog eared card placed there two years ago, a card he had almost forgotten
about. He had to have a serious talk with Terry after lunch and then maybe
a phone call to a certain video store and that was assuming the place was
still in business. On the spur of the moment he dialed the number.

'Dreams Incorporated, this is Derek.'

'Sorry, wrong number,' David replaced the phoone and punched the air. Yeah!

'What's that all about?' Terry came back into the room with his erection
now a limp sausage.

'I'll tell you about it this afternoon,' David stood up. 'Joint bath buddy
boy?'

'Sounds good,' Terry grinned and they both left the room after chucking the
bedding about for a bit of an airing.

An hour and a bit later, bathed, fed and chatted up by a pair of rather
randy nurses they returned to the flat with the unspoken agreement that
they were going to take up where they had left off before lunch.

'So, how long have you fancied my beautiful body?' David asked as they
remade the bed.

'It's not just your body, it's you,' Terry flopped into the armchair and
watched as David tidied the bed. ''Anyway, about eighteen month's I
reckon.'

'And you just decided to have a go?'

'I decided to get myself alone with you and see what would happen. In fact,
I heard you were doing overnighters with that Chip kid and everyone know's
that he's on the game.'

'Jeez,' David sighed in disgust. 'Peyton fuckin' Place.'

'Believe it,' Terry grinned. 'He actually boasted to a mate of mine that
the best looking kid in the area was nobbing him and that kid was you.'

'Mouthy little prat.' David cursed Chip but at the same time felt quite
proud: Best looking kid in the area, indeed.

'When you sorta groped me in the Clubhouse I nearly wet myself and then
when you sucked me I nearly died.'

'It worked out OK anyway,' David smiled at his new friend and flopped onto
the bed. 'Come here, lover.'

Terry leapt over with a delighted laugh nearly collapsing the bed in the
process and grabbed David's lithe body hugging him fiercely. 'I'm so pissed
off that we're moving to Brighton, I hope to get three years in Uni down
there and ..... oh, shit ..... everything's gone pear shaped.'

'Maybe not,' David lay back on the bed and took Terry with him. 'I've got
old friends in Brighton, there's an outside chance of a job and a small
flat.'

'Yeah,' Terry shouted and the expression on his face told David everything
he wanted to know.

'Yeah,' David sat up. 'I'm going to make a phone call, I want you to listen
in.'

'OK,' Terry said eagerly. He didn't know what David was upto but if there
was an outside chance that they could enjoy time together in the future
they had to try. Visions of himself at University and David working in
Brighton, maybe sharing a flat, maybe sharing a life, he felt his nerves on
edge as David picked the phone up and punched the buttons. Sitting tightly
against David he could hear the phone being picked up and a voice the other
end announce themselves as Dreams Incorporated whatever that was.

'Is Scotty Blair of Derek Knaggs available,' David asked.

'I'll get Derek for you,' the voice replied and they heard the clatter as
the phone was dropped. A few seconds later an older voice came on the
phone.

'Derek Knaggs here. How can I help you.'

'Is Scotty not there?' David asked nervously.

'Scotty is the Area Manager now and normally only spends weekends here,'
Derek replied. 'Are you a friend of his?'

'An old friend,' David replied. 'A very close friend, at least for an
afternoon some time back.'

'I see,' Derek said. The boys looked at each other, it was pretty clear
that Derek didn't have a clue what was going on.

'When I last saw Scotty he mentioned that when I was old enough he may be
able to find me a job and a flat in Brighton.'

'He says that to everyone, kid,' Derek's voice had gained an edge it didn't
have before, he seemed just a little less friendly. 'I offer the jobs and
any flats that may be available in this store but if you leave your name
and details I'll get him to contact you.'

David looked at Terry who's face had dropped and grinned, he gave his
friends a thumbs up.

'You said the same, Derek,' David spoke softly. 'Just after you fucked me.'

'Shit.'

'Shit indeed,' David laughed. 'I remember you two after a couple of years,
I'm pretty pissed off that you can't remember me. Me and my pal Martin, the
fat lad.'

'David Whatsit,' Derek yelled the good humour returning to his voice. 'How
are you kid?'

'OK, Derek,' David looked at Terry again and winked. This was shit or bust
time. 'My boyfriend is moving to Brighton in November and hopefully going
to the Uni. I'm after a job and accomodation to be near him......'

'First things first,' Derek broke in. 'How old are you now and how old is
this friend of yours.'

'I've just gone sixteen and he's coming on seventeen.'

'Excellent,' Derek was silent for a moment. 'I can offer you a little deal
without Scotty's sayso if you and your friend are interested.'

'Go on.' David huddled closer to Terry so they could both hear what Derek
had to say.

'I can offer you a job, we're always short of staff and it'd be nice to get
someone in who wants full time work. Interested in working in a video
store?'

'Too bloody true,' David crowed. Unlimited fresh videos, sounded like a job
made in heaven.

'We could probably give your boyfriend part time work if he's at the local
Uni.'

'Great,' David listened for the rest of it.

'We have quite a nice self contained flat right up the top, access to a
flat room, bathroom, shower, kitchen and all the rest of it and just about
fully furnished. The trouble is it's fifty quid a week.'

'Fifty quid,' David and Terry looked at each other in dismay.

'There's ways around that,' Derek spoke softly.

'Go on,' David croaked. He knew exactly what was coming. The money that
Derek and Scotty had spent the last time they met proved that neither was
particularly about fifty pounds a week in rent. Terry was sitting looking
at the phone in shock, he still hadn't got over the rent quotation which,
in fact, was quite cheap for Brighton.

'You and your 'nearly seventeen' boyfriend accomodate Scotty and myself a
maximum of once a week and I'll charge you a peppercorn rent, lets say of
one pound a week just to keep the books straight, of course you'd have to
pay your own Community Charges.

'What if Terry's a hunchback and ugly?' David was feeling lightheaded, this
wasn't quite going as he'd expected.

'If you're shacked up with him he's a good looker,' Derek predicted
confidently. 'You're a star, you've got your pick of the boys and you
bloody well know it,' Derek laughed. 'I bet this Terry of yours is
listening in right now, isn't he?'

'Yeah,' David whispered, Terry started to blush.

'No probs ..... so what about my proposal?'

'Sounds OK to me,' David replied hesitantly. 'I need to talk it over with
Terry though.' He looked at Terry who avoided his eyes. 'Can I ring you
back later this evening?'

'You do that kid. Scotty'll be here after six, you can have a chat ... for
old times sake.'

'OK,' David. 'Just one thing.'

'Yeah.'

'Is this flat a big single or a little single or what?'

'It is perfectly adequate for two adults although there is only one
bedroom.'

'Sounds good,' David glanced at Terry again who had brought his ear back to
the phone.

'OK then?'

'Wait,' Terry grabbed the phone from David. 'You and your mate aren't ugly
hunchbacks are you.'

'Certainly not,' Derek laughed.

'You've got a deal.' Terry had siezed the ball and he was of and running,
David gave a sigh of relief as he accepted the phone back.

'Sounds a nice boy,' Derek spoke to David.

'Can I give you a ring this evening, we may want to pop down for a day trip
maybe next Saturday.'

'You and Terry would be more than welcome,' Derek said formally. 'Ring back
after six, Davey.'

'You've got it Boss,' David replaced the phone and whirled on Terry. 'I
thought I was going to have to bend your arm.....'

'I'm still not too sure,' Terry admitted. 'Being a sorta rent boy thingy
but if it keeps us close we have to do it.'

'They're a pair of really nice guys,' David reasured him. 'Good sex too.'

'Slut,' Terry laughed and grabbing David forced him onto the bed. 'Now
about us two......' His lips met David's and they kissed long and hard. 'I
want you so bad, Davey,' his hands slid inside the back of David's baggy
jeans and boxers cupping the younger boy's smooth butt. 'So bad,' he
whispered as he stroked and kneaded the firm flesh.

'Do it then, butch,' David giggled as he felt Terry begin to strip him
starting with his trainers and socks and then peeling his trousers and
boxers over his feet. 'Come on,' he lay back and raised his knees in the
stuffed chicken mode, he wanted Terry as well and when Terry was drained he
was going to stuff his lover until he squealed for mercy. David lay there
wearing only his shirt and watched Terry strip off, give his raging
erection a casual swipe with the KY and position himself.

'Ready?' Terry slowly ran his oiled glans across David's pucker. 'You want
it?'

'Stop teasing,' David whined and grasping Terry's slippery penis held it at
his spincter. 'Gently.'  Terry pushed and groaned as he felt the now
familiar yielding and David's tightness encompass his cock as he entered
David's glorious heat.

'Yesssss.' David hissed as he felt Terry's hardness begin to move within
him, this is what he'd needed since parting with Thomas. Someone who looked
good, someone who was good sex and someone who really loved him. Hopefully
he'd found all three in Terry but the next xouple of weeks would
tell. 'Yeah, go on, cupcake.'

'Cupcake,' Terry laughed. 'You are such a wally but what an arse,' he began
to plunge and lunge into David's sweet boy fanny. Less than twenty four
hours and he was a confirmed 'partner' in a homosexual relationship. Wowsie
wow! He loved it. David pinned beneath by his oiled love pole and David
looking at him like a cat that had nicked the cream ..... bliss.

'Yeah, fuck me.....' David growled as Terry started to move faster and dig
harder as if trying to push David through the bed.

'Ah shit ..... too soon,' Terry groaned and David smiled as he clenched his
fanny on his lover's hot spurting cock as it sent surge after surge of
thick creamy spunk into his body.

'Wow, that was a good 'un,' David smiled and kissed as Terry dropped on
him. 'Wanna stay the night, loverboy.'

'Dunno of they'll let me but it's worth a phone call,' Terry smiled tiredly
as he slid from David's flooded hole. 'You are excellent sex, Davey.'

'Thank you kind sir,' David camped and cuddled his now sweat damp
lover. 'Thank you, Terry.'


					THE END


That's it, I think I've gone about as far as I can with young David. I
might pick him up again when he's around ninteen or twenty, time will tell.

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