Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2001 12:04:18 EST
From: BRX
Subject: Danny Boy

This story is narrated from a misleading perspective. I assure you, the
first line is not true, and this story did not take place! Any relationship
between these characters and people living or dead, is purely coincidence.
Actually, Danny is based on somebody's little brother, but the other people
are made up. In real life, I have no idea if Danny is gay, probably not,
but the descriptions are right. The narrator of the story talks about him
"remembering" things, but this is an act, because it's all fiction. Hope
you like it, there's not much sex in it, and it's just a story I wrote
which happened to include homosexual activity amongst young children.

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS CONTENTS OF A SEXUAL (HOMOSEXUAL) NATURE
BETWEEN PERSONS OF A YOUNG AGE. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THIS, OR ARE TOO
YOUNG TO VEIW IT (THIS STORIES ACTUALLY KINDA HYPOCRTITICAL), FIRSTLY WHAT
ARE YOU DOING ON THIS SITE, SECONDLY, CLOSE THIS WINDOW NOW, DO NOT READ
ON!
	Is that clear with everybody, good, then we will begin.

Danny Boy


Danny was a young child when this story occurred, around 9 or 10 as I
remember it. Distinctly, I remember it was in the bleak December. Danny was
at home, curled up in front of the blazing fire watching prime time TV.
Danny had light brown hair, with brown eyes to match. He was average height
and weight for his age. It came to 9 PM; he brought down a blanket and
wrapped it around him as he moved from the floor to the couch. His parents
were away for the weekend and wouldn't return until Monday morning, it was
then Friday. He was left in the company of his three brothers, Jonathon,
Matthew and Luke. Jonathon was 14, the eldest, naturally he was in charge
for the weekend. Matthew was 12, and Luke was 6. You can imagine what the
scene was, Jonathon had the remote and total control over the TV, and as
long as he had this, he didn't really care what the others did. The three
oldest boys watched TV, and Luke sat playing with his toys on the floor.
They were normal brothers, no special connection, like most siblings; they
hated each other on the surface. Apart from Matthew and Danny, they had
something special, and it was about to get better. They didn't know the
other was gay, but they knew that they were attracted to each other. The
couch opened out into a bed, which Danny was laid on watching the TV;
Matthew was quick to get in it with him. Jonathon and Luke thought nothing
of this, there was one armchair which Jonathon occupied, and the sofa was
set-up as a bed, where else was there to sit? The boys stayed up nearly all
night, Luke was the first asleep, he went to bed at about ten, too late for
his age. The other boys watched TV all night long, then in the early hours
of the morning, Danny fell asleep on the sofa bed, so naturally, and
Jonathan took the opportunity to watch porn. Little did he know, Matthew
was also awake. Jonathon was hard as a rock under his clothes, and Matthew
knew it. As he watched the women on the TV, he followed by example, first
removing his T-shirt, revealing his toning chest. Then came the part
Matthew was waiting for, he removed his trousers, leaving him in only his
underwear. His erection was slipping out the side of his Calvin Klein boxer
shorts, so he took them off too. Now he was completely naked, and in front
of the TV, began to masturbate his 5 and a 1/2 incher. Matthew was also
stiff from watching his brother's boyhood at its biggest, and began to
slowly stroke his own underneath the blanket. After a few minutes, Jonathon
squirted his juice all over, then quickly turning to see if Danny or
Matthew was awake. Satisfied they were asleep, he wiped the cum of himself
and put it in and around Danny's mouth. Matthew couldn't control himself,
he moaned softly, making Jonathon throw all his clothes on and jump back
into the chair.
	"Have a good nights sleep?" said Matthew the next morning as
Jonathon woke up. He was going to play around with him before letting him
know he'd seen him.
	"Yeah, why you ask?" He replied, he worried, was he found out? Did
his 12-year-old brother see him tug off?
	"Oh, it's just that it must be hard on your neck sleeping in a
chair." He said, imitating the way he sat with his head to one side.
	"Hey fuck you." He shouted, "at least I don't sleep with my little
brother." He said this, wishing that he had done. Then Danny came in the
kitchen to get some breakfast, the two boys saw the dried cum on his face,
and wanted desperately to lick it off.
	"I think I fell asleep on something," Danny said, "It's all over
this side of my mouth." He went over to the sink to wash it off before he
ate. He sat eating a bowl of cereal, watched by his two older brothers who
wanted to fuck him there and then. He in return wanted to fuck Matthew, but
said nothing. A few minutes later, Luke came down the stairs dressed and
ready for something. NO! It was Saturday, Luke had a soccer match in half
an hour, and Jonathon had to walk him down there. He rushed to get washed
and dressed quickly, then they ran down the street to the nearby sports
field. This left Danny and Matthew alone for the hour and a half.
	"I'm gonna go back to bed." said Danny, "I'm tired." He went back
into the living room, put on some cartoons and got back on the couch-bed
watching the TV. Instantly, Matthew came in after. He got in the bed too,
and put his arm around Danny's waist. Danny responded to this differently
to how Matthew had expected, instead of struggling out of it like he did
whenever Jonathon put his arm around him, he grabbed Matthew's arm and
pulled it tighter around him. He took the opportunity to rub his anus
against his brother's crotch; Matthew in turn rubbed his crotch against his
brother's ass. This was it, if anything was ever going to happen, it was
going to happen now, as they both got hard on, which Danny felt against his
backside. "Hey," said Danny, feeling behind him, finally grabbing Matthew's
four incher.
	Matthew groaned as Danny pulled it from side to side making it
harder. Then he took his clothes off altogether to make it easier for him.
Danny followed, now they were both naked. Neither of them could believe it,
for as long as they could remember they'd wanted to do this with one
another, and now they were doing it. They'd seen each other naked before,
and touched each other's cocks while wrestling, but never both at the same
time, touch them naked. Matthew had only been able to cum for a few days,
Danny couldn't yet.  As they stroked each others throbbing erections,
Matthew's head disappeared under the blanket and Danny felt something warm,
wet and nice on his dick, he looked down to see Matthew sucking it for long
periods before taking it out for air. He did this for a while, then
suggested Danny do it to him. Neither of them had any experience in sex,
they just acted on instinct, doing what Matthew had seen on the porn their
oldest brother watched the night before. He thought it best he didn't tell
Danny that he it was hid brothers cum on his face, it might ruin the
moment. As Danny sucked harder and faster, he tickled Matthew hairless
balls with his hands. Danny had no hair on his balls or crotch, but Matthew
had a tuft of blonde hair on his. He felt his balls get tighter, but bigger
at the same time. Matthew tensed as he shot his full load into his little
brothers mouth, he still couldn't handle a full on orgasm like that, so he
took a while to catch his breathe. Danny on the other hand as trying to
cope with the amount of fluid he'd swallowed that came from his own
brothers dick. He'd never even seen cum before, but there he was forcing it
down. As they got over the initial shock of it, they both smiled at each
other and played with each other some more, Matthew's was starting to go
down, but Danny was still throbbing. He had some of the cum dribbling from
the side of his mouth, which Matthew was quick to notice, licking it off
his face. They watched the TV together for the next hour.
	"Shit." said Matthew, springing up spontaneously. He jumped out of
the bed and got his clothes together throwing them on.
	"What's wrong?" asked Danny, fearing that he was already having
regrets about what they'd done. He didn't really know that he was gay at
that age, he thought it was normal to have a thing for other guys, let
alone your own brother.  "John and Luke will be back in a minute, we'd
better get this put together." He was rushing all over. He ran upstairs to
get a washed and put on a clean pair of clothes. As he did, Danny put the
couch back together, folding up the blanket and carrying it upstairs. Ten
minutes later they were done; if you went in you wouldn't have known what
had just happened. Which was good, because not long after that the two
other boys came in, Luke running upstairs to shower the cold, wet mud off
his legs. Matthew and Danny didn't particularly want to do it with their
other brothers, it would be nice to, but they never thought about it as
much as they thought about each other.
	The day went on, the house was empty as the boys went out with
their mates, Jonathon was "in with the in-crowd", which basically means he
spent his spare time doing stuff under age. Matthew hung out with some of
his classmates and played soccer all day. Danny and Luke went out with the
other kids in the street, who were Danny's age, but didn't mind Luke
hanging round with them. They usually just went around, knocking on doors
and running, doing kid stuff.
	It came to 8 PM, Luke, Danny and Matthew were home, Jonathon would
be back in a few hours, he always stayed out late on Saturdays. The fire
was blazing; the cold December air rattled through the house. The central
heating was also on, only Jonathon knew anything about that. He also was
the only one who knew how to work the oven and gas cooker; it was going to
be a microwave dinner. Danny groaned, he hated microwave dinners, he
thought they were tasteless. Matthew saw this, so he rang the pizza shop
where their cousin worked, hopefully shed be able to get them a few free
pizzas, since they were alone.
	He dialled the shop; it rang a few times before a deep, manly voice
picked it up.
	"Hello, Pizza Pan, Can I take your order?" The man was trying to
sound friendly, but it didn't seem like that the way his tank like voice
roared.
	"Er, hi," said Matthew, "is Steven there?" he knew he shouldn't
have asked when the reply came.
	"This lines for orders only." The man hollered back, he was about
to put the phone down, for some reason unknown to him, Matthew protested.
	"Tell him its his cousins, our parents are out and we need some
pizzas." He fretted what was about to happen; the voice could hear the fear
in his voice.
	"Hold on," he said, "Steven, call for you." His voice was faint; he
was no longer talking into the receiver.  "Hello," came a new voice, "who
is it, I'm kinda busy." He didn't seem frustrated; more relieved that he
wasn't doing work for the next few seconds.
	"Hi Steven, its Matthew," he began.
	"Hey Matt, what's up?" He replied. He'd know what's up if he could
let him get a word in.
	"You know our parents have gone away for the weekend? Well, were
all starving, and only Johnny knows how to work the oven, and he's not home
yet." He tried to sound upset as he spoke, hoping that that'd swing the
balance to some freebies.
	"OK, what do you want?" Steven asked.
	"Erm, three large plain Pizzas and a Garlic Bread." He was going to
take advantage of the opportunity, if their parents go mad, he'd just say
that Jonathon wasn't around at the time.  "OK, do you know where there's
any money in the house?" Matthew didn't want to tell him that in case the
line was tapped, just a passing kid's thought.
	"No, only Johnny knows that too." He was now nervous, he wouldn't
have been asked if he wasn't expected to pay.
	"I suppose I could let you pay when your parents come home,
alright, that'll be fifteen minutes, I'll give you the ones that are
already in the oven. Bye." Steven wasn't that generous, but he thought that
his cousins were adorable (he wasn't gay).
	"Cool, alright, bye." He put the phone down and screamed. "YES!"
his voice could be heard all through the house. Fifteen minutes passed, and
the pizzas came on time, Steven delivered them himself.
	"Isn't your brother back yet?" he asked when Luke opened the door.
	"Not yet Steven." he replied, his six year old voice cut right
through Matthew and Danny like a knife. He shut the door and struggled to
carry the four huge boxes into the front room, where the other two boys
were sat. They put the Garlic Bread on the coffee table in the centre of
the room, and eat their pizzas while watching "Friends". It was about 10:30
when Jonathon came home, he stumbled through the door, his brothers knew he
was either drunk or stoned, but they never told anyone. He hung up his
jacket and wondered into the front room, where everyone was watching
TV. Matthew was in the armchair, Danny was sprawled over the sofa, which
wasn't set up as the bed, and Luke was laid in front of the blazing fire,
trying to get warm.
	"Why is it so cold in here?" he asked, making hand gestures to
Matthew to get out of the chair. He did this, and lifted up Danny's legs so
that he could get on the sofa too.
	"I don't know, maybe because you've just opened the door?" Danny
replied, being cocky. Jonathon didn't want to show he was angry, so he
flung a cushion at while Danny laughed uncontrollably at the inevitable
fight that was brewing in the air. But with it being so cold, they took
their attention away from this and tried to keep warm.
	"Hey, who was that girl I saw you with today?" Matthew asked,
giving his older brother the suspicious look. By now, Luke had fallen
asleep in front of the fire, and was pushed away from it as not to burn
himself.
	"Who, Kim?" Jonathon asked casually. Kim was two years older then
Jonathon, but she had the biggest crush on him.
	"Kim eh?" Matthew replied, raising his eyebrows. Everybody knew
that Kim wanted to have her way with Jonathon, but he was gay, so he didn't
notice when ever she did anything for him.
	"Fuck you, were just mates!" Jonathon shouted at the top of his
voice, making the dog next door bark back. Luke opened his eyes, but
quickly went back to sleep.
	"Just mates?" Matthew teased, "then why did I see you slip your
tongue halfway down here throat?" He hadn't seen this, but Danny was
laughing again, so he didn't care what he said. Now Jonathon was really
angry, he didn't ever want to harm Danny, but Matthew was a totally
different story. He got out of his chair and stormed over to the sofa. He
picked Matthew up and pushed him up against the wall shouting a mixture of
swear words and threats. When he'd finished, he banged his brother's head
against the wall and threw him on the floor, returning to his
armchair. Matthew lay on the floor holding his head as small tears trickled
down his face, trying not to cry. Danny felt threatened by this, so when
Jonathon walked past on his way to his chair, he seemed to squirm into the
back of it. Once Jonathon saw this, he caught eyes with Danny and smiled at
him. Matthew retreated upstairs; the two boys were left alone.
	"I'm not gonna hit you." He said, making Danny relax a bit. "He
just went too far, you understand." Danny managed to nod in reply, but was
still a little scared of him. "Besides, you probably want to hit him
sometimes." He went on, trying to move the attention away from him. At
this, Danny managed to say a few words.
	"No, not really." He said, he was now scared of his own brother,
this isn't right. "I'd hit you before I hit Matthew." Danny had loved
Matthew the most for as long as he could remember, the morning's events
only made it stronger. When he heard this, Jonathon sighed and turned back
to the TV. When he did this, Danny pulled out the sofa bed and went
upstairs to fetch a blanket and his pyjamas. Matthew was in his room
throwing a tennis ball against the wall and catching it. Danny thought it
best to leave him alone for a while. He went back downstairs with the
blanket and spread it out on the bed, and began to put on his PJ's. As each
item of clothing dropped to the floor, Jonathon got harder and harder until
eventually he had a full erection. Danny was dressed again, and crawled
into the bed. The two of them watched TV a while first "Frasier", then they
put on MTV for an hour. Danny could feel himself getting colder in the bed;
he curled up and grabbed a cushion to cuddle up to. "Put the fire on full."
He said shivering. There must have been a window open somewhere, but he was
too cold to look for it. Jonathon got up and turned the gas fire onto full
power. He walked back across the room and got in the sofa bed too.
	"Did you mean what you said?" he began, "About wanting to hit me
over Matthew?" He was curious. He put his arm around Danny like Matthew had
done when he wasn't home, put he wriggled out of it.
	"Well," he didn't know how to reply, he couldn't come out with
'yes', and "I probably would." He starting breathing faster, would this
incite Jonathon to do something?
	"Why?" He asked, puzzled, again trying to put his arm around Danny
who had his back to him.
	"Because," Danny turned round to face Jonathon, and cuddled up
tight to him. "Because you smoke, and drink, and do all kind of things you
shouldn't, plus you're never around when I need you." He was almost
crying. "Like a few months ago when I got beat up at school, you didn't do
anything. At least Matthew went a kicked the crap out of the guys brother,
what did you do?" Danny knew that he shouldn't have mentioned this, he was
only making it worse for himself, so he thought.
	"You didn't even tell me about that." He answered. Danny put his
head into Jonathon's chest and started crying. Jonathon held his head close
against him, comforting him. They lay there like that for the next half an
hour, until Matthew came down. Danny had gone to sleep on his brother's
chest. Matthew didn't like what he saw, he ran back upstairs and into his
room, slamming the door behind him. It was almost midnight by now; Jonathon
took his chances. He'd seen Danny naked allot of times, but not in the last
year or so. He peeled back the blanket and put his arms down Danny's
underwear. His dick was small and hairless; Jonathon was as stiff as a
British Guard, almost plastered to his stomach was. He had pubic hair all
over him between his belly button and his knees. He played with Danny's,
that had not a single hair on him, then his balls, which also had no
hair. His skin was smooth, and he wished he could stroke it all day long,
but when Danny looked like he was waking up, he took out his hand and flung
over the blanket. "Your so fuckin sexy." he said under his breath.
	"Thanks." Danny replied. He'd heard him; this was going to be
tricky to explain. "Your hands are freezing." He said, shivering once more,
he eyes never opened once.
	"You mean, you were awake?" Jonathon asked. He wasn't prepared for
this; he didn't know what to do.
	"All the time." Danny said, "That was nice." Jonathon turned his
head away in embarrassment.
	"Is that the first time anyone's ever touched you like that?" He
asked, doing it again, this time with his hands on the outside of his
PJ's. The answer he received was totally unexpected.
	"No," Danny said, "Matthew did it to me this morning." His eyes
were still closed, and Jonathon was in shock. He couldn't believe that his
own brothers were doing it while he was out of the house, that they were
both gay, he thought he was the only one.
	"What, you mean, you and Matthew do this?" His amazement turned to
pity. If he had known, he wouldn't have hit him. He wanted to go upstairs
and make it up to him.
	"Only once," Danny said, "but I want to do it more." He drifted off
into a heavy sleep again. This time, Jonathon fell asleep as well. While he
was, he had a 'wet dream' about Matthew and Danny, and what he'd been
told. Morning came; it was the last day they'd spend alone before their
parents came home. Luke woke up first; he was in the kitchen eating his
breakfast when Jonathon woke up. He lay in bed for a few minutes before
deciding to get out. As he pulled away the blanket, Danny woke up. "Don't
go yet, I want to stay like this for a bit." He cuddled further up to
him. This was something Jonathon had wished for, and now it was happening,
but as it did, he realised something.
	"Listen Danny," he began, "I don't think we should take it any
further, I mean, your my little brother, your four years younger than
me. It's alright with Matthew, you're both near enough the same age, two
years is nothing, but when it gets to four Thais to right. Don't mention
this to Matthew, please." He thought it wiser that he shouldn't be sleeping
with his little brother, and that going with Luke was totally out of the
question. The only question now was, is Luke gay? He would be the only boy
who isn't but like Jonathan said, four years is too much, but when your 10
and 6, it doesn't really count. Jonathan then got out of bed and did the
usual breakfast, wash and out. Matthew was the last to wake up, Danny was
still laid in bed awake when he came down.

	"Matthew," Danny cried, "come over here." As he wondered over,
Danny pealed back a section of the blanket, signalling him to get in. He
did, and they cuddled and kissed for a few minutes until Luke came down.
	"What are you two doing?" he asked, grabbing the remote and putting
Nickelodeon on. He looked at them puzzled, if your six and you see your 10
and 12-year-old brothers in bed kissing, what do you think?
	They broke it up instantly, making up excuses as they
went. "Were... just wrestling." Matthew said in a shaky voice. His legs wee
shaking from fear, fear of a six-year-old. Danny played along by lunging
into him and fake-punching his stomach.
	"OK." Luke dismissed their behaviour, believing that they WEREW
wrestling. He turned on the fire and watched cartoons. Matthew got out of
the bed and got some breakfast before going back upstairs to wash and
dress. Sunday was always a lazy day. The family didn't go to church, so
they slept in, any jobs that needed doing around the house would be done
and any homework for the week ahead would be done. Today, the house would
need a major clean up before their parents return the next
morning. Jonathan was already out, already recovered from the night before
and ready to do it all again. Matthew was going to the movies at two with a
few of his friends, and Danny and Luke were going into town with a few kids
from the street. The house lay empty for three hours; Matthew was the last
one out and the first one home. He came back around 5:30, Danny and Luke
came home around six, and as usual, Jonathan came last, but relatively
early, eightish.
	"OK, we need to get this place cleaned up for mom and dad coming
home." Were his first words as he walked through the door? He hung up his
jacket and sat in front of the fire as he "supervised" the cleaning. When
he was satisfied most of the work had been done; he pitched in to
help. Once the house was tidy, the vacuum cleaner came out and the carpet
was done. The house was just as it was left after an hour of back breaking
labour. It was about 9:30, dinner was left over pizza from the night
before, Jonathan had his speciality, pizza with curry sauce on top (strange
child). Again they turned on the TV, the object which life in the house
revolved around. As the night settled in, Jonathan ordered everybody to go
to bed "because it was a school night", actually because he wanted to tug
off.
	Matthew went in his room and put a Green Day CD on, but put his
cord less headphones on so no one would notice. Danny and Luke shared a
room with a bunk bed, Danny on top Luke on bottom bunk. They stayed up all
night talking, telling jokes and ghost stories usually. Tonight they were
in luck, "The Exorcist" was on TV, but edited out all the good stuff, but
10 and 6 year old kids are scared by that version. It went on in to the
early hours of the morning, usually they'd have fallen asleep before it
finished, but they were too scared to sleep. When eventually they did, well
Luke did, from usually being asleep by 9:30 when his parents were home,
Danny was not. He crept into Matthew's room, where he was asleep. Peeling
back the covers, he climbed in the bed with him. His ice cold feet touched
Matthew's legs by accident.
	"What the?" he spoke in his normal voice, which seemed louder in
the silence. He looked and saw Danny hiding under the covers. "What are you
doing here?" he asked, pulling his brother from underneath.
	"We were watching TV, now I can't get to sleep." His eyes were wide
open from fear. He looked nervously around the room, at the curtains, which
danced from side to side. "Why are the curtains moving?" He asked in a
shaky voice.
	"The windows open, look, just try go to sleep OK?" Matthew was not
too pleased with his visitor. He agreed to talk and tell ghost stories and
jokes if it would help him get to sleep. He turned on the bedside lamp and
reached for his English book. He took out a sheet of paper and read from
it:
	"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary," it
was "The Raven", by Edgar Allan Poe, possibly the greatest piece of
American Literature ever written. Finally, he got to the closing stanza:
	"Quote the Raven "Nevermore."  And the Raven, never flitting, still
is sitting, still is sittingOn the pallid bust of Pallas just above my
chamber door;And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is
dreaming,And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
floor;And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the
floorShall be lifted--nevermore!"
	He went on to explain that Pallas was the Goddess of wisdom. This
poem wasn't really as scary as it was when it was written, but still a
classic. Once every story, joke and poem had been told, Danny still
couldn't sleep.
	"Alright, I know how to pass the time." Matthew said, taking off
his loose fitting T-shirt and tight underwear. He did the same to Danny,
slowly peeling off his PJ's, then his underwear. His small erection showed
through them and they were lowered, until it sprung out and stood straight
in the air. Matthew put his thumb and index finger around it and rubbed it
slowly up and down. Danny's small dick twitched, he was having an orgasm,
but he couldn't yet cum. He returned the favour by putting his full fist
around Matthew's throbbing erection and jerking it off as hard and has fast
as he could. Matthew's mouth opened wide, he was about to cum. Danny
stopped, not realising how close Matthew was, and put his mouth around his
bell end, and started to lick the pre-cum from around the edge. Then he put
the full thing as far in his mouth as it would go and tugged him off with
his mouth. Matthew, for the second time, came in Danny's mouth. This time
there was too much for him to swallow, so he spat most of it on Matthew's
stomach and licked it off when his mouth was empty. His cum was salty, but
sweet. He couldn't wait until he could cum so he could taste his own. Now
that they were both relaxed, they fell asleep naked and in each other's
arm. The following morning came too soon. Matthew's alarm clock went off at
7, as did Jonathan's and Luke's. Jonathan's room was beyond Matthew's so
when he walked past, he looked in to see his brothers naked in bed
together. He smiled, wishing he could be with them. That morning, Matthew
went to wash first, Jonathan last. Once Matthew was done, he got dressed in
his room. Jonathan stepped in while he was in his underwear, shutting the
door tightly behind him.
	He walked up to Matthew and pushed him down on the bed. "I know
about you and Danny." He said. Matthew was shocked, how did he know? "He
told me yesterday when I did it with him, now I think we should complete
the circle. With that, he pushed him down once more so he was laid down,
and laid next to him. He took off all of his clothes, and Matthew took off
his. They were both hard, and both had pre-cum around their cocks. Jonathan
bent down and sucked Matthew slowly. He took Matthew's hand and put it
tightly around his dick, and motioned him to jerk him off. Then Matthew
stopped it, and told Jonathan to lean over the bed. He did this, and
Matthew knelt down behind him and licked his ass crack. His tongue went in
and out of his hole, before he stood up and put his dick in. His dick was
smaller than the hole, and slid in with slight difficulty, but no pain. He
pushed in and out; Jonathan in return pushed his butt in and out
simultaneously. Matthew shot his load into his older brother, there wasn't
much because it was only a few hours since he'd done it last. Jonathan bent
him over and did the same to him, first with his tongue, then with his
boyhood. His tuft of hair tickled Matthew's anus, and when Jonathan came,
there was too much and it dribbled out of the bottom. He knelt down and
licked it up. He'd tasted his own cum once before from curiosity, but only
once before.
	They kissed passionately, until Jonathan had to rush into the
bathroom with only 20 minutes till the bus came.


Hopefully a part 2 will come soon, expect to see Luke involved possibly a
four man (boy even) orgy.