Date: Fri, 10 Jul 2009 14:15:38 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: A PIECE OF CAKE - 21B

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.

ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS
PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex
in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular
geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow
minors access but you knew that.

I normally prefer to write in First Person (frowned on by the more
technical authors) but I write as I like. I do like to try and approach the
tale from the boys point of view... get into their tiny minds 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.

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A PIECE OF CAKE



21B -  The New Trainee Chef
            (Told by Hakim - 17)



by



G. Cutter



It turned out that the routine wasn't too bad as we were only cooking for
twenty after all. I was warned that after the holidays and with over two
hundred to cater for things would get busier... then again the catering
staff would be at full strength although there was still one more Trainee
to recruit.

Dave and Steve would be doing the dinner and I mean serve it and clean up
afterwards, the bulk cooking would be done before we went home. I was
teamed with Honek and we would be doing the late shift tomorrow. I still
had to get my mum and dad briefed up on the funny hours. Honek told me that
when we did our shift which started at midday we would cover dinner and
cleanup as Dave and Steve were doing and that would get us finished around
eight in the evening. We would also open up for bread and milk deliveries
early morning and get breakfast going which was mainly a frugal meal,
wheaties, toast and juices acompanied by something very easy like boiled
eggs or even kidneys on fried bread certainly not a gut buster.

'There is overnight accomodation if you want to stay in the school... I
normally do,' Honek grinned.

'Do I have to stay?'

'Up to you, it's a long walk home at eight in the evening and even longer
at six thirty in the morning, then again you may not have to do it for a
week or so.

'My parents aren't going to like that.'

'Welcome to the working world... all this should have been explained when
you did your initial interview.'

'It wasn't,' I grumbled but secretly I was pleased. With Honek as a tutor I
could have fun. 'Aren't I going to cramp your style?'

'Not really,' he laughed. 'I need to line up two visitors instead of
one. Mind you, you're a big boy, you should be able to manage a night shift
on your own'

'Sounds good,' I giggled and indeedy, it did sound good.

We polished off lunch and then had a long break. The preparation of dinner
would start around four and would be more or less finished by six with all
the prepared meals stored in heating ovens called Baine Maries, easy peasy
as most of the meals were very basic and once again twenty was a damn sight
easier than two hundred. In fact, Dave and Steve told me that the job was a
doddle and we would get a three weeks paid leave with bonuses once the
holiday was over and the main staff returned.

As five neared I was almost sorry it was over, I think Honek had corrupted
me, I certainly had a taste for boyflesh and with the various kids
wandering in and out I was in a perpetual state of horniness. I noticed
over serving lunch that each and every kid gave me a good ogle like they
hadn't ever seen a black African before and maybe they hadn't . The bigger
lads, Sixth Formers I assumed all gave me a nod and a grin so there was no
malice there... they all seemed friendly enough. I wondered if Jimbo had
been putting the word around but time would tell.

We went home just after five and I lived a few streets past where the boy's
lived. It seemed the house was owned by Dave's father who let them have the
top half for free and surely enough Honek invited me in for a 'cuppa and a
chat' as he called it. I made a point of calling home and telling them I
wouldn't be home until later just on the offchance you understand. I sensed
that Honek wanted to play and I was happy with that. who knew what would
develop.

'Hey, hey, Honek.' A blond kid ran from the bottom flat of the house as
soon as we walked up the side path to thier flat.

'Hi, Billy. How goes it?' Honek ruffled the boy's short hair. 'This is our
newest chef... Hakim.'

'Oh, pleased to meetcha,' the boy looked at me warily after the standard
greeting.

'Hakim's OK,' Honek added. 'If you know what I mean.'

'Yeah?' The boy looked at me with a big smile. 'We'll have to be friends.'
From the way he spoke I was pretty sure that this was another one of
Honek's conquests and a very pretty one at that.

'That would be nice.' I kept it formal (and decent).

'Just wanted to tell you mum and dad are letting me camp out in the back
garden whilst we have the heatwave,' Billy looked rather coy. 'Nice big
tent and right out of the way.'

'Perhaps I'll sneak down around midnight one night,' Honek grinned.

'You're always welcome,' Billy giggled and puckering his lips blantantly
blew me a kiss before running back inside his front door.

'Hey, hey,' Honek smirked leading up the stairs. 'You have a fan, another
fan.'

'Jeez, he's so tiny.'

'Takes it well,' Honek unlocked the door at the top and led inside. It was
a nice flat and pretty big, well of course it was, it covered the whole top
floor of the house. He showed me around and it was fully self contained
with a big bathroom with a monster bath, a small kitchen and a lounge with
two bedrooms. Remarkably clean and tidy considering three young chefs
shared it but then again working in a kitchen you got cleanliness and
neatness drummed into you.

'I suppose you'll be flitting around the garden once he has the tent up?'

'Or swagging him up here,' Honek smiled.' His parents aren't too fond of us
so we have to watch ourselves.

'Do Dave and Steve...'

'Yeah, they've done him. Jeez if his mum and only dad knew,' Honek
laughed. 'He's joining the school as a boarder after the holiday.'

'Jimbo meat?'

'I guess,' Honek kicked his trainers off. 'Want to share a bath, we smell
like chefs fresh from work.'

'Sounds nice.' How could I say no?

He took me into his bedroom and it was clear how it was going to
go. Straight away he had me on the bed and we undressed each other and went
into what my dad called 'slap and tickle', the difference being we were two
boys or youths I suppose and we both had steaming hardons before we even
got going. This time it was a lot more relaxed and I was learning all the
time but he worked that one out as he flattened me on the bed and went
belly to belly so that out erections mashed against each other as we slowly
moved together.

'What about this bath?' I strugged under him avoiding his lips for the time
being.

'Are you a virgin?' He stared at me and kissed the tip of my nose.

'I've never gone all the way,' I admitted cautiously.

'But you want to?' He spoke softly staring me right in the eyes and
planting a kiss on the side of my mouth.

'You're big,' I rubbed my hardness against his. 'I'm big but I don't want
to hurt anyone and I don't want to get hurt.'

'Do you want to?' He hissed and nuzzled at my neck. 'Do you want a bit of
Polish arse?'

'Yeah,' I croaked clasping his well muscled bottom in my hands, it was
absolutely gorgeous and I could imagine sinking my penis into the
hilt. God, I was dribbling.

'Good, I'm around seven inches and you're maybe a bit bigger so we have to
be carefull especially when you gert to the smaller boys...'

'What? The pupils?'

'Jim and the others don't stop at blowjobs,' he laughed and slipped off
me. 'Come on, let's get soapy.' He dragged me from the bed and I went with
him. I was rock hard and there was a streamer of precum drooling from my
pee slit. I was so ripe I was almost bursting. He topped the bath up with a
load of foamy and we slipped in together and then it started. What he
called 'the preparation' was nothing more than working a finger up inside
me and then two relaxing my back door and really reaching inside so that he
hit my prostate and nearly had me begging for cock but not just yet. Then
he made me do the same for him and it was such a buzz, I could feel his
anal muscles clamp on me and it was basically finger fucking, that's what
he called it anyway and hinted that Jimbo loved it. I felt I was being
guided but I didn't care, if Jimbo was going to be my first schooly, so be
it. I liked the little ginger kid that seemed to lurk around all day but he
was really little. No harm in asking all the same.

'That little freckled kid, the ginger one?'

'That's Simon... you'll be on his list now, he's working his way through
the school... apart from the masters that is.'

'No way.'

'Yes way,' he pushed back onto my moving fingers. 'Ignore his size, he's
damn good sex and fucks like a rabbit.'

'They all fuck back?'

'Of course. If you fuck them and run they feel they've been used and we
don't want any unhappy boys. You have to give them what they want and they
all get a buzz out of fucking older boys. I suppose it makes them feel
honours are even sorta thing but if you're going to mess with the kids make
sure they go away with a smile on their little faces. That, as the Yanks
say is mandatory. Leave 'em happy.' He slipped off my fingers. 'And bandy.'

'Right, Master,' I laughed as he turned around and we soaped our joint
cocks... it was time.

We dried off with loads of bodily contact, kissing, stroking all of that
and more. We'd both got to the stage of leaking and things were getting a
bit slippery. 'You go first,' Honek whispered and he actually blushed when
he said it.

'You mean..?'

'You know what I mean, Hakim the Horse.'

'Right.' I grinned and my hardon led the way back to the bedroom. I was
going to lose my virginity, big time. I was going to make love to Honek and
I knew perfectly well that he wanted to 'top' me. I was learning a whole
new language as well. I think he was a bit nervous of me as I was far
bigger than most of his little boys but he was determined I'll give him
that. He produced some clear gel in a pot from somewhere and lathered my
stiffness with it until it gleamed like black metal. He also gave me the
briefest of lectures telling me that we'd do it 'doggy' the first time
around and take it from there. I was fine but nearly burst out laughing as
he crouched on the bed like the aforementioned doggy and I positioned
myself to mount him.

I was on autopilot now and got in behind him stroking his pale and super
smooth flanks. I've got to admit I nearly passed out as I worked my swollen
and drooling knob between his cheeks and he flinched as I pushed up against
his hole. 'Careful... slowly,' he gasped as I applied pressure and then the
exquisite sensation as I felt my glans part his pucker and his heat and
tightness enveloped me.

'Oh, my Gawd,' I moaned as I felt his hot flesh grip me and he made the
slightest of moves back onto me. I was securely lodged in his hot cavern
and holding his hips risked another push and he groaned piteously. I froze
but he muttered for me to press on and I did. Another inch and another. 'In
and out...' he whispered and I did that as well feeling the pressure
ease. With the gel he was so slick, so hot and so damn tight that as I
fucked I gained confidence and began to lose it. That didn't matter as by
now he was pushing back onto me and as I slid in and out of his delicious
bottom he was muttering and then began to pant as he pushed back harder. I
took that as a signal and started for real... my first proper fuck.

I scrunched in deep feeling my wiry black pubics press against his soft
bottom and we were away. I'll never forget it, my very first and it was
outstanding. I knew I was going to cum quickly but so did he, he fell belly
down onto the bed and parted his legs with me between them moving in and
out faster and faster. We both lost it and I tried to kiss him as he craned
his head around but the fuck was running things. The lust, passion or
whatever was in charge and I rooted into his soft arse like an animal until
I felt my balls uptight like marbles and then the wonderful heat and
burning as my very first climax shot up my shaft and splashed into his
eager bum.

'Jeeez... you monster,' he giggled into his pillow. 'Don't you ever wank?'

'Not much,' I admitted stirring my still hard cock in his spunk flooded
hole. This was so nice and I gave an extra push feeling his body clamp on
me almost milking me. 'We gonna do this again?'

'Many times,' he managed to expel my dripping cock and in a loving wrestle
managed to get me onto my back. I guess it was my turn now.

He coaxed my legs up and then my knees back onto my chest. I felt so
exposed and slightly ridiculous but who cared? He was the only one to see
and he smeared his gel around my ring and then I felt his finger squirm
inside me. To be honest I was a bit mortified but he kissed that away and I
felt his fingerslip free and then a little pain as he intruded two. This
was harder to take but I felt a buzz coming on as he finger fucked me and
hit the spot, I could even see and feel my own cock begin to rise again as
he plundered my bottom.

'Ready?' He looked down at me and I felt his fingers leave.

'I dunno,' I answered quite truthfully. I wanted his big cock in me and
then again I didn't, confused was the word I was searching for but as his
lips came down again I felt the smoothness and pressure of his glans on my
ring. I tensed myself and then tried to relax. There was pain, no getting
away with that but it was over almost immediately as his hardness parted my
back door and entered me, his thick shaft speared into me led by his oozing
glans. It was all so slippery that any lingering pain was soon banished by
the feel of him moving inside me and then the secondary feeling of being
filled.

I let my legs slip down onto his back and he slowly and very tenderly
worked his way inside until I felt his crisp pubics press against me and
his whole length was buried in my body.

'Gawd,' I looked up at him and managed a grin. 'You monster.'

'You're the monster,' he sniggered and moved almost all of his length out
of me and then slipped it back in again. It wasn't as good as fucking but I
could live with it and I think the half of it was his strong body on mine
and his smoothness moving against me as he started to go faster.

'I can't believe you rape all those little boys,' I muttered. 'you must
near split them.'

'They come begging for it,' he grinned and moved faster. 'That little
ginger kid, that Simon loves it and some of the others... most of the
others.'

'Jeez,' I groaned and sighed. He was right. It was probably and acquired
taste and I was getting that taste. 'You can go faster now.'

That was it, he must have seen I was accepting him easily enough and
started to go faster and faster until the slap of his sweaty flesh on mine
sounded around the bedroom and the bed shook like there was an earthquake
going on. He fucked me hard and fast and when he finally cum it was a
experience not to be forgotten. I could actually feel his hot squirts
inside me and I was so hard myself I was oozing again onto my belly. 'Yes,
yes... ooooooh.' He stayed deep in me and moved slowly on a coating of his
own cum. I could feel the stuff outside me as it trickled down onto my
tailbone and I dropped my legs leaving us belly to belly. I felt loose at
the back end, he was still in me and I felt that my ring must be like some
sort of cavern entrance and as he slowly slipped free I felt his cum spill
from my gaping hole before it closed.

'Jeez, Hak. That was a good 'un,' he lay on me with his slippery and
softening cock nestling between my legs.

After that I decided I had to make a move. I would have liked to stay
overnight but my parents would go mad. Maybe after I'd settled into the
job, as Honek said, it was early days and I was a bit to old to be
grounded. I was seventeen and a working boy, the relationship between my
parents and myself would change. After seperate clearouts which Honek
rather charmingly called 'abortions' we shared a shower and damn me if
there wasn't a knock on the flat door.

'Take your time,' Honek said. 'I'll get it.'

'Who is it,' I immediately went into panic mode.

'Don't worry, probably some prat trying to sell something,' he wrapped a
towel around himself and left me to it. He must have all the confidence in
the world answering the door wearing just a towel but that was Honek. I
heard a murmuring in the living room and then silence. 'Stay in there, I've
got a treat for you,' he called through the door and I remained in the
shower soaping and slowly working my semi erection to and fro. I was quite
expecting him to return and go for something minor like a blow... I wasn't
in that much of a rush to go home.

I heard a load of giggling so the unknown visitor was no stranger but then
silence until the bathroom door opened. The glass slider was steamed up so
it was a bit of a surprise when a small and pale shape slipped in and
wrapped his arms around me. It wasn't Honek that was for sure and it wasn't
until this apparition grasped my bum with one hand and my half hard with
the other that I realised it was the kid from downstairs. I was in the
shower with a child, Billy as I recalled was fourteen or something and he
was tugging on my penis like he was trying to pull it off.

'It's huge,' he twittered as it began to really harden up. 'You've got an
invite to my tent.'

'Thanks,' I replied rather at a loss for words.

'Until then...' He smiled up at me and dropped to his knees under the
running water.

'Oh my Gawd,' I moaned as he wrapped his lips around my glans and began to
suck.. I grabbed his head and began to move my hips, I was in heaven and
this was just the beginning.



			     To be Continued.


My THE YOUNG JAMES BOND finished up in the Authoritarian Section. in spite
of fulfilling none of the criteria for this Section.

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