Date: Tue, 12 Oct 2004 12:27:56 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Look, no hands - 3

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

LOOK, NO HANDS!!

Chapter 3

As the athletic figure walked steadily towards me, I
could not take my eyes off the large dick sticking out
hard and erect in front of him. Thinking back, I must
have been the only person present in the cave that was
surprised to see Bobby Bliss. I raised my eyes
slightly and looked at the star athlete's and caught
his eyes that were looking steadfastly at me. I
noticed that he had a slightly amused look on his
face, no doubt in response to the shock and surprise
that was registering on mine. I was confused by the
teenager's sudden appearance and had a million
questions I wanted to ask, but, in the heat of the
moment, I could only stammer,

"H .. Ho .. How long have you been here?"

Bobby did not stop walking as he replied to my
question,

"Long enough to see you, Phil and Jim having a really
good time together."

I looked over at the other two for the first time
since our intruder had arrived and realised that they
were completely relaxed at Bobby's presence and, I
thought, there was even the hint of a smirk on both
their faces. The fact that our new arrival knew my two
horny companions was slow to register with me. Noting
my confused look, Bobby continued speaking,

"I saw the yacht out in the estuary from the window of
my house and, once I recognised Jim and saw that he
was heading for the hidden inlet, I knew where you
would be. I tried to get here before you did, but
failed. By the time I arrived, you were already
getting on with your fun, so I just stayed in the area
at the back of the cave and watched and very horny it
was too!!"

I continued to stare in disbelief at what I had just
heard but then asked,

"So where exactly do you live, Bobby and how did you
get into the cave without any of us seeing you?"

Bobby grinned and replied,

"I live on the coast road, just past the headland, in
the very end block of houses. There's a pathway along
the cliff top and an entrance to these caves is up
there as well. It's not easy to find unless you know
what you're looking for and, of course, I did. It's an
easy walk down into the back of the caves and I made
my way quietly forward to that pile of rocks just over
there and watched what you were up to. As I said, you
guys seemed to be really into what you were doing,
especially Jim who was clearly enjoying what you were
doing to him with your dick. I know how much Jim loves
a nice cock inside his arse, because I was his first,
wasn't I, mate?"

Bobby turned and looked at Jim who nodded
enthusiastically and then he turned and looked back at
me. Indicating with a movement of his head in the
direction of Jim, Bobby continued,

"I sometimes think that if that horny kid doesn't get
fucked or have a cock to suck at least once a day he
gets withdrawal symptoms!! He has such a great and
welcoming hole and mouth, don't you think?"

I saw that my lover Phil nodded his agreement and I
also acknowledged the truth of what had just been
said, as Bobby came closer so that he was now standing
right beside me. I looked up and the athletic youth
carefully placed each foot either side of my body and
I got a full view of his long, thin cock and
well-filled, black balls. I could see wisps of curly
black pubic hair and noted that the cock, although not
very fat was long and, to my surprise, the glans that
poked out of the end of his foreskin were lighter than
the black skin of his shaft. I had never seen as black
cock close to and had assumed that just as my cock had
a white shaft and pink glans, a black kid would have
purple/black glans to match the colour of the shaft.

Bobby let go of his long hard cock and slowly knelt
down, trapping me underneath him. I was now getting a
beautifully close up view of his cock and wanted more
than anything to touch and taste it. My teenage
companion was also aware of my desire and had
undoubtedly noted the way in which I had started to
lick my lips and open my mouth inviting him to slide
his dick onto my waiting tongue. Bobby, however, had
other ideas! I was not going to get to my prize
without a bit of teasing. The horny athlete leaned
forward so that his hard dick pressed against my left
cheek and he slowly slid it down the side along the
line of my chin bone before sliding it back up again.
The long shaft and head were wet with pre-cum that
slicked out as Bobby moved his dick over my face, just
out of reach of my searching tongue. Jim and Phil had
moved closer to get a better view of the torment that
I was getting at the hands of the black athlete, who
raised his rock hard prick and moved it slightly to
the right and repeated the performance by running it
from my forehead and down my nose before moving it out
of the way as quickly as he could. Again my efforts to
lick the beautiful object of my desire were frustrated
and Bobby moved a little further to the right and, for
a third time, slowly dragged his cock down the outline
of my chin. My own dick was showing signs of returning
to life and so were those of Jim and Phil as they
watched the newcomer tease me unmercifully. At last I
thought I was about to get the reward I deserved as
Bobby tapped the now fully exposed, sensitive cock
head of his cock on my chin and grinned down at me,

"You want to suck this cock, don't you? You want it
pushed through your lips, onto your tongue and down
your throat, don't you? You want me to fill you with
my ball cream so that you can swallow it and enjoy the
taste, don't you?"

Each time he reached the end of a question I nodded
and in response Bobby slapped his cock against my chin
and inched it a little closer to my waiting lips. I
was getting excited by the growing frustration and
teasing but was determined not to beg although how
long my resolve would last I could not tell. My two
other companions were now heavily excited and Jim was
already guiding Phil's dick towards his hole and
kneeling close to my rampant cock, which he would soon
happily engulf into his waiting and welcoming throat.

Bobby looked back and around him and noted what was
happening between me and the other two horny teenagers
and gave signs that he was on the point of relenting.
The athletic teenager moved his cock head even closer
to my waiting mouth but then whipped it away so that
he was able to slap my cheeks a few more times before
I finally would be allowed to take it into my mouth. I
stretched my tongue to the maximum length in an effort
to lick the shaft or head and at last made a small,
short-lived contact as Bobby grinned and said,

"Taste's good, does it? I think you're just about
ready for me now!!"

As if on cue, I felt Jim's mouth close around the
spongy head of my prick as Bobby allowed the head of
his cock make contact with my waiting lips. I slipped
out my tongue and lapped the piss slit and got my
first taste of the teenage athlete's pre-cum. To one
side, Phil was now fully inside Jim who had my dick
lodged in his throat and I could feel him purring on
it as my friend moved in and out of his hole in
rhythmic thrusts. I wanted to savour every inch of the
cock that that I was sucking and I used my tongue to
slurp saliva and pre-cum over Bobby's glans before
moving my lips and tongue sensuously down one side of
shaft until I took each of his cum-heavy balls into my
mouth and bathed them with my tongue. I could hear my
partner groaning with pleasure as I worked on his
balls and then proceeded to return to the head of his
prick up the other side of his rock hard shaft.

For the moment I could see Phil ploughing into Jim and
feel the horny teenager's breath on my dick as he
slurped up and down the shaft and teased my piss slit.
Bobby looked back and nodded his approval at what he
saw. Phil responded to the encouraging expression on
the teenage athlete's face and began to growl as he
pushed in and out of his kneeling partner's tight love
channel, which was still sticky and wet from the
earlier delivery of jizz that it had received from me,

"Take it, Jim!! .. Take my cock up your lovely, warm
arse!! .. I can still feel the cum from earlier in
here making it nice and greasy!! .. But now I'm
fucking you!! .. I'm fucking you .. and ..  wanking
your cock!!!"

I felt Jim make a noise of approval that was stifled
by the fact that he was already deeply engaged in
sucking my cock and could not speak out load with his
mouth so full. As he reached his maximum depth inside
his partner, Phil would gently smack his hand against
the nicely rounded buttocks with one hand and
masturbate his partner with the other.

Obviously pleased with what he had seen, Bobby slowly
turned back towards me and inching his cock forward
slightly so that I could take it more easily between
my waiting lips. I did not need a second invitation
and made every effort to swallow as much as possible
of his beautiful cock head and shaft into my mouth and
down my throat. I had managed to take about half of it
between my lips and was using my tongue to bathe the
shaft with saliva and pre-cum when Bobby placed a
large hand behind my head and pushed it forward so
that I w as forced to swallow even more. I felt the
head of his cock reach my throat and, resisting the
urge to gag I opened my throat and allowed the long,
thin prick to pass through. I kept it there as long as
I could, breathing through my nose but could not
sustain it for long and had to allow it to slide back
into my mouth as I fought to breathe properly for a
few minutes. Bobby grinned down at me,

"You like my long, thin, black cock, don't you? You
want to suck it and have my teen cum in your throat?"

I nodded assent and my strong athletic partner pushed
his cock back into my throat and I swallowed it down
greedily. Bobby began to fuck my face in a rhythmic
fashion, sliding his cock out of my throat until only
the sensitive glans were just inside my lips then,
after a brief pause, he would hump it forward and
straight down my open throat. I used my tongue, lips
and throat as best I could to maximise the pleasure I
was giving. Behind Bobby's back, my own prick was
receiving tremendous stimulation from Jim's expert
mouth and I would have loved to push up to meet his
downward movements, but the weight of the teenager I
was sucking was too great. Every time Phil brushed
past my sucking partner's prostate, I felt the jolt
run through him that translated into an extraordinary
amount of stimulation being transferred to my shaft.


For some few minutes the cave was all but silent
except for the sounds of four horny teenagers engaging
in uninhibited sexual activity. Bobby and Phil were
both moaning and groaning with pleasure, while the
sounds of two mouths sucking rock hard cocks also
filled the air. Perhaps the most exciting sound,
however, was the regular slapping noise generated each
time my best friend's brother's entire cock impaled
itself inside Jim and his stomach made contact with
the youngster's round arse cheeks. I felt Bobby's very
full balls slap against my face each time the complete
length of his cock buried itself in my throat and
Jim's nose nuzzled my pubic hairs as he swallowed my
rampant dick. The sounds, the stimulation long with
the overall excitement of the whole event were all
clearly getting too much for all of us. Of our
quartet, only Bobby had not yet reached a climax and I
confidently expected that he would be the first to
lose it this time round. I was mistaken, as Phil began
to breath heavily and gasp for breath before finally
groaning out,

"Oh .. yeah .. Jim!! .. Here .. it .. cums!!!"

My lover buried his cock as deep a she could inside
Jim's welcoming hole and then remained still for a few
seconds before the warm glow of orgasm washed all over
him and I knew that he was delivering a second load of
ball cream inside the teenager's love channel. The
very thought of Phil's cock throbbing and twitching
was enough to set me off and it was not long before I
was firing my spunk into Jim's waiting throat with as
much enthusiasm as I could possibly muster. I had to
stop sucking Bobby as my orgasm washed over me and he
must have realised because he waited a few seconds
before pushing it back into my mouth with renewed
vigour. I was still high from my own explosion and
wanted my partner to deliver his ball juice to me and
I was not to be denied. Bobby's cock was now bobbling
about uncontrollably in my mouth and throat and he was
breathing raggedly. Sliding the shaft onto my tongue I
awaited my reward and was delighted when a powerful
and tasty blast of teenage spunk slapped onto my
tongue and slid down my throat. The first explosion
from his piss slit was followed by several more
equally powerful jets as Bobby unloaded the contents
of his very large and productive balls into my mouth.
I greedily swallowed the lot and would have gladly
eaten more but the fountain gradually stopped flowing
so I had to content myself with licking the last few
dribbles from my partner's shaft and cock head.
Eventually, and very reluctantly, I allowed Bobby's
increasingly sensitive dick to slip out of my mouth.
At the height of my pleasure in receiving the horny
athlete's spunky donation, I also heard Jim, who by
now was kneeling up behind me, let out a groan as he
finally experienced his second orgasm of the day and
his angry piss slit sprayed  jizz over my stomach and
my partner's lower back.

Although it had seemed that the climax of our
activities had lasted for some time, in reality
probably no more than three minutes separated Phil's
explosion deep inside Jim's bowels and his partner's
own ejaculation. Once we had each reached our own
orgasmic climax, the four of us disentangled ourselves
and lay back on the solid rock floor of the cave to
recover. The atmosphere in out hiding place was filled
with the smell of teenage sweat that had been
generated by sexual activity and the unmistakable
acrid odour of recently produced spunk. Silence
reigned for quite a while as we each recovered our
composure and became aware that the uneven surface on
which we were lying was uncomfortable. I also was
conscious of the time and the need to get out into the
estuary in time to catch the tide so that we could
sail back into the marina, so I said,
"This has been a fantastic day, thanks everyone!!!
However, we can't linger too much longer or we won't
get back home this afternoon."

Bobby looked at his watch and agreed with me and so he
suggested that we all moved to the back of the cave
where he had left his clothes to get dressed and
prepare to sail back. The other two agreed and, as we
made our way, deeper into the cave, I asked Bobby to
show me the path to the cliff top. Once we were the
other side of the small pile of rocks, it was obvious
where the path was and I could see it gently inclining
towards the surface. As we each began to dress I also
asked the athletic teenager to tell me more about how
he came to find the place and Bobby said that he would
do so, but that I would have to wait until another day
for that information.

"Great", I exclaimed, "What day shall we make it? The
sooner the better as far as I'm concerned, but I guess
it'll be Jim that will decide. When can you go sailing
again?"

Jim looked over, smiling, and replied,

"Day after tomorrow, would that suit you and Phil? How
about you Bobby?"

All three of us said that we could make that day and
so a return engagement was settled. Fully dressed,
Phil, Jim and I returned to the yacht and manoeuvred
it carefully out of the cave entrance and back into
the estuary. I could see that a small number of boats
were already heading to the harbour entrance and we
followed them, arriving in good time to catch the
incoming tide and tie up at the moorings without
difficulty.

When I got home I was able to tell my parents that I
had enjoyed a great day of sailing and that Jim had
taken me to a part of the estuary I had never explored
before. I later learnt that Phil had told his brother,
my best friend Matt, that he too had experienced a
great day at sea and that Jim had behaved `perfectly'
throughout the day and that his warnings had been
unnecessary. Matt appeared to be satisfied and raised
no further objections either to me or to Phil when he
was told that we would be going sailing with Jim again
very soon.

TO BE CONTINUED ..???

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