Date: Mon, 11 May 2015 20:49:04 +1000
From: Lawrence Bradman <bradmanlawrence@gmail.com>
Subject: Desirable Me Part 12.

Desirable Me Part 12


Tim was a delightful distraction from final examinations, it had got to the
stage where I didn't even have to summon him to my study, no one noticed or
at least mo one bothered because it wasn't unusual to see fresh faced
youngsters visiting their prefects, ostensibly to perform some chore or
other.  The routine with Tim was that he first knock and then poke his head
round the door, the coast being clear he'd then come in and usually,
station himself beside my chair craning his neck to see what I was reading.
Inevitably I'd have to close the book and rummage for the latest porn
magazine from the back street Newsagent in town, I'd then proceed to leaf
through, picking out favourites while he leaned close against me.  It was a
good arrangement for I had the pictures of cheekily grinning young boys
being penetrated in a wide variety of ways and an arm around the cute
little morsel beside me, occasionally Tim would single out something,
usually it involved some youngster being caught in a toilet and bent
over....invariably these sessions ended in careful mutual masturbation,
careful because ears had to be attuned to footsteps outside, we had to be
ready to separate and do up zips.  At other times and if the place seemed
unusually quiet and deserted, I'd undress Tim, partially at least and
proceed to feel him up..."You like doing this to me, don't you?  Makes me
feel all sort of sexy too..."  Oh yes, I liked what I did with Tim, his
skin was so incredibly smooth and as I fondled his little prick I could
lean forward to take it in my mouth...then eventually with a hand on each
of his buttocks I'd pull him closer to get a real mouth full and that's
when I slipped a finger up into him.

Tim stiffened, involuntarily stuffing his prick further into my mouth and
then I gently began to finger fuck him....Silence at first, he was getting
used to the feeling then after a while "Yeah...think I like it, feels
strange like I need to crap but...well yes....so people really like being
fucked do they?  I mean I've seen all those pictures of them doing it but
yours is so big...I can only just get my hand round it..."  He was
masturbating me as he spoke, little fingers stroking my knob as I sucked
him, slowly he began to buck his hips and I broke away not wanting the
little angel to cum yet.  "Haven't any of your little friends begun to fuck
each other yet?" I asked.  "No, don't think so, if they have no one has
said anything", I tried to intrude another finger between his firm little
mounds, he yelped "Need some of that Vaseline stuff...Ow....yeah that's
better....have you been fucked then, have you fucked anyone else?"  I made
my mind up "Yes of course, I've done both but mostly, I prefer to be
fucked, don't know why but that's something you can decide for yourself
when the time comes".  Tim looked doubtful "So you enjoy doing it?"  "Oh
yes......makes me feel very, very sexy...if he's good at it...well I can
cum without my prick being touched."  Tim looked impressed but still
dubious.  A thought occurred to me, it involved Paul "Tell you what, let me
talk to someone rather special and I think we can show you...just how much
fun you can have?".  Tim and I brought each other to orgasm, then mopping
him up I let him out with a promise to have some news next day.

I thought for a bit and then went around to see Paul with my proposal, I
knew Paul had been eyeing off Tim for a while so felt fairly confident.  I
was still amazed by Paul, the rest of our age group had started shaving and
were in varying degrees afflicted by adolescent pimples but not him, his
smooth cheeks were almost luminous, he being seated I was able to take
certain liberties, idly I ran fingers through his blond locks and stroked
his cheek "OK, what do you want?" was the reaction I got.  So I began to
explain and the mention of Tim I knew I'd grabbed his attention "You say
he's not been fucked yet....isn't sure what it would be really like so you
think you and me could show him.....well, yeah....have to be the end
bedroom though...do we get to fuck him ourselves then?"  I suggested that
fucking Tim might not be a good idea yet, I told Paul of the tight fit I'd
found just using two fingers and he nodded agreement "Nah, don't want to
put him off but tell you what, if you do me, how about I get to fool around
with him after...he'll be all randy and stirred up...we could have heaps of
fun!"

Tim's knock on my door ended our apprehension - would he come, he entered
and on seeing Paul inside nearly withdrew, I signalled him to stay.."Here
we are Tim...isn't he sexy?  Well we've been fucking together for
ages...yes...you've probably heard all sorts of things, he IS luscious
isn't he?  Now, what we'll do is have you and Paul whip down the corridor
when all is clear and then duck into the end bedroom on the left, I'll
follow as soon as I can, OK?"  Tim looked uncertain "Don't worry, nothing
will happen unless you want it to..."  He brightened up and he and Paul
waited inside the doorway then at a nudge from Paul, they darted off.  I
stood listening carefully, footsteps at the other end made me pause, then
they receded and I followed the other two.

Well, Paul and Tim appeared to have hit it off already because Tim was
standing with pants around his ankles while Paul toyed with his penis.
Abruptly Paul broke it off and began to undress while I followed suite, as
Paul clambered onto the bed he crouched on all fours, we reckoned that Tim
would see more of the action that way.  Motioning the semi naked youngster
over I made a point of thrusting Vaseline coated fingers up into Paul, just
for good measure I slid greasy fingers up and down Tim's little prick - I
didn't want him to feel left out.  I always feel sexy as hell before
mounting another boy and I knew my prick was dribbling already "Here Tim,
watch this" I was kneeling between Paul's legs and holding my penis in one
hand guided it to his hole, Paul felt its tip and leaned slightly back to
meet my thrust, Tim had his head craned forward to see better, I heard his
involuntary gasp of excitement as the head of my penis slowly edged up and
into Paul then "Gosh, you're inside him, all the way?"  Paul gave a grunt
of satisfaction "You bet, feels so good, nice and full.....now you can
watch me being fucked...yeah, yess, that's it...tell you what Tim, want to
wank me while he's doing it?"  Tim hesitated then reached under Paul to
find his prick, carefully he began to masturbate him, I concentrated on
fucking Paul but from time to time glanced at Tim, not only was he handling
Paul's prick but was also busy with his own while his eyes were riveted
upon my penis as it slid in and out of Paul's passage.

Release came soon, we couldn't linger in that empty room for too long,
carefully I withdrew from Paul, trails of cum still attached to my prick.
I noticed something, Tim hadn't cum yet and still highly aroused by what
he'd witnessed was busy fondling himself....Paul caught the direction of my
glance and nothing needed to be said, between us we lifted young Tim onto
the bed and our hands got busy, he was a lovely little boy and it was a joy
to savour him, Paul's lips engulfed his prick while I ran my hands over
thighs, buttocks, breasts "I'm in heaven...I think....an' do you think
it'll be long before I'm ready...for fucking?"  From Paul's gulping I could
tell that Tim had cum.  I reassured Tim "Won't be long at all...we'd be too
big for you...but I'm sure there's someone in your own year who would love
to ...do you, just use lots of Vaseline and remember to relax, it hurts
allot at first but after, well (here I looked fondly at Paul) it's
fantastic, reluctantly I removed cupped hands from the boy's buttocks...
time to dress "sigh".  I knew Paul and I would be visiting one another that
night....