Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2011 13:27:59 +0000
From: Andy Mitchell <andys.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: My Joe chapter 3

Legal and Moral Warning

This story will involve scenes of a romantic and sexual nature between
cross generational persons of the same sex, including a minor child.  If
this type of material offends you, please do not continue reading.  If this
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ENJOY AND LOVE LIFE!

MY JOE

Chapter Three -- Adam's History continues -- Becoming a teenager.

Did I ever think about telling anyone about what had happened to me over
the course of that week?  Yes I did.  Should I have told anyone about the
three men who sexually abused my 11 year old body?  Yes I should have.  Did
I tell anyone about what happened?  Damn bloody right I didn't.  I wasn't
ready to tell my family that I was a gay boy who liked to have a man abuse
his body.

Even now, not a single person in the world knows everything that happened
to me on that holiday.

That week totally changed my outlook and attitude towards life in general,
my sexuality and my attitude towards it and my body.  I became more
outgoing as a boy, with new grown confidence that I was attractive and
suddenly being gay didn't seem to be that bad.  I still didn't tell my
family or friends, but just knowing that I wasn't a freak of nature, that
other boys, and indeed men, had these feelings as well, made me a whole lot
happier.

I also became a horny little sod.  Whilst my sex life remained lonely, it
now became extremely active with myself.  I am surprised that my right arm
didn't drop off during those next couple of years.  I found various ways of
pleasuring myself, my ultimate favourite being the pillow hump with
something inanimate up my bum.  My Dad had started taking me down the local
Working Men's Club, a bit like a social club, on a Sunday and I became
quite a good pool player.  For Christmas that year, my folks bought me a
three piece pool cue.  The two main pieces made up around half the cue
each, with the final piece being the last six or seven inches and heavy so
it could add weight to the cue if needed.  This unscrewed so you could take
it off if the cue was too heavy.  Yup, at night, that piece of the cue was
unattached and doing a screwing of a different kind as it seemed to be just
the right size to be a replacement for the cocks that I'd had up inside me.

My fantasies about men and boys continued, with a lot of lads at school
being the main subjects of my jerk off sessions.  I had a couple of
sleepovers with friends, but they either were not interested at all, or
more likely at that time, too shy about sex.  I was still so far in the
closet that I had no clue about how to get a sex session started without
being exposed as gay if it all went wrong so they turned into normal
sleepovers, playing computer games, watching videos and general messing
about.

It was during this period that my mind was absolutely made up about my
sexuality.  I had dated a couple of girls at school, as I was supposed to,
but never got any further than kissing.  They were still flat chested so no
boobs to feel up, and the private places down below were off limits.  This
is when my sister decided that she wanted to experiment with a boy, and me
being the safest option, I became the object of her experiments.

Sherri was a couple of years older than me, blonde hair and blue eyes, and
quite tall for a girl.  She also had a firm body due to her also being a
good runner.  In fact she represented the best running club in the county.
As such, even at the age of 14, she didn't have the biggest rack of boobs.
Over that summer, she engineered situations to get my folks out of the
house so she could get me alone and then come up with ideas that involved
getting the both of us naked.  I clearly remember the first time, being in
a tent in the back garden.  We both loved "camping out" so spent a lot of
time sleeping out in the summer.  It was during the day, my folks had gone
out and we were just hanging around in the garden, with next to nothing on
getting a sun tan.  Sherri talked me into going in the tent to show me
something, and boy did she show me something.  No sooner were we inside
when she zipped up the tent, stripped off in front of me and took my hand
and made me touch her cunt.  She also forced her hand down my shorts to
grab my dick.  I let her do it to me, as in my head, wasn't this what a
straight boy would do??

Over the course of the summer months, she felt me up and jerked me off,
never as good as when I did it but at least it gave my arm a rest.  I also
had to feel her up and she also talked me into licking her down there.
That was gross!!  The only good thing to come out of these sessions with my
sister was that I got some good practice in with French kissing!  I don't
think Sherri could believe how good I already was at it, but I improved my
skills some more.

Fortunately when we went back school, she got herself a boyfriend and she
lost interest in using my body, which was fine by me!  The main problem I
then had was her boyfriend.  Man he was a hottie!!  I tried not to be in
the same room as him as I felt myself get hard whenever I was around him.
He loved being a rough and tumble type of guy so he was forever wrestling
with me.  This also caused me to get hard so I put on a show of not liking
him to protect myself.

During the start of the new school year, as always with school friends
growing older, dynamics within classrooms changed and I found myself
sitting next to a lad that I had sort of been friends with through another
friend, before that friend moved away.  Suddenly we were sat next to each
other in form room, bit like home room I imagine in the US, and we renewed
our friendship.

Andy wasn't a bad looking lad, but he certainly wasn't a hottie.  Put it
this way, I hadn't wasted any energy on him when there were so many others
for me to fantasize over.  By the end of the school year, I'd wish that I
had as I could have been getting some a lot sooner!!  Basically we went
from being just friends to best friends very quickly.  I only had form room
and PE with him as I was in the top couple of sets for all my subjects and
Andy, bless him, wasn't the most clever lad in the world.  That didn't
matter to me, as we got on well, and I also felt good about myself helping
him with his homework.  This inevitably led to us spending time together
after school, although the amount of time was cut by the fact he lived in a
small village around eight miles away from our main town, where I lived.

However, time was found and we started to spend more and more time
together.  He would normally come back to my house straight from school,
where we would do our homework before being allowed to play.  I was a big
Star Wars freak at the time, still am really I suppose, but one of my
relatives worked at the company that made the figures so every Christmas
and birthday I was inundated with them to the extent that I had every
single figure and ship.  These got a good work out as we invented new
stories and generally messed around either in the garden, or my room.

The change in our friendship came one rainy February.  I had just turned
13, he already was as his birthday was a couple of months before mine.  We
were at my house looking for things to do as we weren't allowed outside,
and to be honest, it was pissing down so we had no plans to go outside
anyway!!  My Dad was still at work and my sister was round her boyfriend's.
My Mum had to go shopping with my Nan, so under various threats, we were
left to our own devices.  We watched a bit of crap telly, only 4 channels
in them days, before Andy launched himself at me in a wrestling match.
Although he was taller and slightly bulkier than me, he did not do sport
whatsoever, whereas I was still running and playing football so I managed
to manoeuvre myself out of his hold and soon had him on his back,
straddling his lower chest, holding his wrists so he couldn't move.

I still don't know why to this day, but I'm glad I did what I did next.  I
leaned forward and kissed him.  On the lips.  I pulled back after a couple
of seconds of getting no response.  I looked at him worried and started to
stammer some sort of apology, that I was just messing, when he pulled me
back down to him and kissed me back.  We kissed and felt each other's
torsos through our shirts for a few minutes before I suggested going up to
my room.

As soon as we got upstairs, we looked at each other and giggled like little
school girls, or little gay school boys I suppose.  We moved in and kissed
each other again before stripping out of our shirts.  His body had a bit of
puppy fat still on it, and was quite pale.  My body though was toned and
tanned.  I told him that he looked good to me which brought a smile to his
face.  We embraced and kissed again, our hands caressing each other's now
naked backs.  We stumbled towards, and fell on my bed, Andy on top of me.
Tongues were duelling for conquest of mouths.  He pulled back up off me and
went for a nipple.  I had found out from Harry that my nipples are
extremely sensitive and was sporting wood very quickly.

I grabbed Andy and flipped him so that I was on top and gained my revenge
by sucking on his nipples.  I mentally decided to go for broke and turned
my head up so I was looking him in his eyes as I lapped and suckled him.  I
moved my right hand down his chest, circling and teasing his belly button
before sliding it further down and over the now tented nether regions.  He
gasped as I felt his hardness through the fabric of our school trousers.

He pulled away from me and I thought I had messed up big style.  He looked
at me, seeming to question himself, before pulling me back towards him. He
ended up on top of me, kissing each other, and humping away.  I soon found
myself getting close to cumming, and tried to stop him, but he carried on
and I lost myself in the feeling.

I spunked up in my boxers and he soon shuddered, cumming as well so I
thought.  I pulled off him as I was sticky and he asked what I was doing.
I told him I needed to clean and offered him a dirty t-shirt to sort
himself out.  He looked bemused, when it dawned on me that he was still dry
cumming.  I told him I'd spunked up and he of course wanted to see.  I
undid my trousers and he stopped me from pulling down my briefs.  He felt
me through the front of my underwear, smearing my cum around.  I remember
thinking it felt really good, before he pulled them down and I was standing
naked in front of him, pants and trousers round my ankles and my
spunk-smeared cock back at half-mast from the groping he'd given me.

Andy licked his lips, before shocking me and moving in to lick my cock.  He
sucked and lapped at my nether regions until I had a rock hard, but very
clean erection.  I grabbed his head to guide him back onto me and asked him
to carry on.  He gave me a decent blow job, at the time I thought it was
fantastic but hey, I hadn't had any proper sex for two years!!  I was soon
squirting my second load into his mouth, which he didn't spill a drop.
When I finished shooting, he pulled off me and with a grin on his face,
move upwards to kiss me again.  Unbeknownst to me, he still had some of my
cum in his mouth.  I soon found out when it followed his tongue into my
oral cavity!

I asked him where he had learned how to give a blow job and after swearing
me to secrecy, told me that he had been messing around with his brother,
who was older by a couple of years.  I told him I wouldn't tell anyone.
Even though I didn't particularly like it when I had done it before, I
offered my mouth to him to fuck, which he did.  Fortunately, he couldn't
spunk so I didn't have to swallow anything that I didn't want to, and he
seemed quite happy getting off, sliding in and out of my lips.

We decided to call it a day, as it wouldn't be long before my Mum came home
so we tidied ourselves up and went back downstairs and chilled out watching
tv.

The next time we managed to get together was the weekend after.  We had
managed to wangle a sleepover at Andy's house.  I think my folks were happy
to get shot of me for the weekend, as my sister was becoming to get
troublesome with her boyfriend and I think they wanted to talk to her about
it, with me out of the way.

Andy's Mum picked us both up from school and we headed to their village.
She had already picked up a bag of clothes from my Mum.  We had to do our
homework before we were allowed to do anything else so that we could have a
weekend free.  There was a promise of a trip to a local fun park and zoo,
Drayton Manor if anyone has heard of it!  Andy's Dad came home during our
homework efforts, along with his brother Dan, who had been on work
experience with him.  We had tea sat around the dinner table, talking about
school and what we were going to do during the weekend.

After clearing the plates away, Andy and I went upstairs to his room, while
Dan was dragooned into washing up.  We bounded up the stairs, me thinking
we may get time for a bit of fun.  Andy led me into his room and I was
surprised to see two single beds.  He must have seen my questioning look as
he told me that he shared a room with his brother.  Well that sort of
pissed on my fire, thinking that we weren't going to be able to have any
sexy fun.  Again, he must have seen my expression change and read my mind
as he reminded me about the fact that the two of them get each other off.

He asked me if I minded if Dan joined in with us, otherwise we wouldn't be
able to do anything.  I grinned at the thought if the older Dan's body and
what it would look like naked!  We jumped on his bed and switched on his
computer to play a game.  Now in them days, there was no playstations or
x-boxes and no-one had ever heard of pc's so it was the good old rubber
keyed ZX Spectrum!!  Match Day was soon loaded up and we were battling
away.  We had shed most of our clothes, leaving just our underwear on and
when Dan joined us, he grinned, shed his clothes and we played on the
computer for some time, laughing and joking.

Their parents came upstairs around ten thirty and after telling us to a)
keep the noise down and b) don't be too late as we were up early the next
day to go to the park, they turned off the landing light and went to their
room.

We carried on playing for a while, before Dan turned his stereo on and put
a cassette in.  I can't remember what the music was, but that didn't matter
as Andy told me that with the music on, their parents wouldn't hear any
noise we made.

Dan asked me if I had enjoyed what I had done with Andy a few days
previous, which I gave my affirmative.  I wondered whether to play the
innocent, or knowing that the two brothers already had experience, should I
admit that I was as worldly as them?

While I was thinking, Dan had made his move and I was brought out of my
musings by the feel of Dan's hand rubbing me through my boxers.  I boned up
immediately, groaned at his touch and leaned in towards him to kiss him.
He slipped me his tongue and we were soon laying on his bed, with Dan on
top of me, grinding into me.  I felt like I was in heaven, being kissed and
caressed by this older boy hunk.  I felt his hands travel down my sides and
then tug at my boxers.  I lifted my butt off the bed slightly to allow Dan
to pull my boxers down.  He stopped briefly so he could remove his as well
and then he laid back down on top of me, our hard cocks rubbing against
each other.

We kissed, exchanging saliva, as we humped into each other for what seemed
like hours, but in reality would only have been minutes.  I felt him speed
up his thrusts and, as my temperature rose, he shuddered and his cum
spurted between us.  That sent me over the edge and I shot four or five
times, mixing our spunk on our bellies. With one last kiss, he rolled off
me and we lay panting side by side.

A now naked Andy jumped onto the bed by my side and leaned in and lapped up
the cocktail of spunk from my stomach, before giving my cock and balls a
thorough cleaning.  He rolled my body over and spread my legs and started
to lick at my hole.  Man that felt good and I felt my cock recover it's
hardness immediately.

At Dan's encouragement, Andy replaced his tongue with a finger, then two
and finally three.  I was moaning loudly and I knew that I was going to
have a live, warm cock up my butt for the first time in a couple of years.
I told Andy to go for it and he positioned himself behind me.  He pulled my
hips up off the bed slightly so that I was at the right angle for an easy
penetration and in he slid.

Andy wasn't that big down there so he easily entered me with virtually no
pain for me whatsoever.  He jack-rabbitted away at me, moaning and cussing
as he lost his virginity inside my ass.  He wasn't quite long enough to hit
that magic spot inside me, but still, it felt good having a piece of fleshy
hardness sliding in and out of me.  He lasted a few minutes before he
grabbed me and with a couple of final hard thrusts, he climaxed into a dry
cum.  He collapsed on top of me, kissing the back of my neck and one of my
ears, whispering his thanks.

I looked over at Dan, who had been sat watching us, stroking himself back
to an erection.  I could see that wanton desire in his eyes so with a
simple nod of my head, he grabbed his bottle of oil from a drawer and lubed
himself up.  Andy moved from the top of me and I rolled over towards Dan.

He asked me how I wanted it, and I told him that I wanted to be able to
kiss while we fucked.  He had me lay on my back with my legs pulled up.  He
teased his cock head at my hole for a few moments before pushing towards
me.  Dan was definitely a lot bigger than his brother, so my hole resisted
at the start, but having had larger cocks in the past, my body remembered
that the anus isn't just about expulsion and it accepted his head into my
tunnel.  Dan groaned in pleasure before slowly pushing fully into me.

I wrapped my legs around his back and he leaned in towards me.  I moved my
arms upwards and pulled myself into his body.  He held my body against his
and in one swift movement, rolled us over so I was on top of him.  Our lips
met again and parted to allow freedom of movement for our tongues.

I moved myself on top of him and was met by his thrusts of his lower body.
Andy may not have been long enough to excite that nub of pleasure inside
me, but Dan certainly was.  I was moaning, sucking on his tongue and
generally feeling that all was good with the world, whilst Dan was giving
my innards a good rubbing.  It wasn't long before I felt myself grow weak
and spasm, shooting a few squirts of my boy juice between us once again.  I
felt my ass clamp around his cock while I was shooting and Dan sped up his
thrusts.  He continued to pound my pussy and I felt myself start to grow
close to another orgasm.  Suddenly Dan forcefully shoved into me and held
me while he shot his spunk into my intestines, or so it seemed!!

He fell back onto the bed, and I rolled myself off him and started to jerk
off to finish my own feeling.  My hand was pulled away and was replaced by
Andy's mouth, who then sucked me into my third cum.  This time, only a few
weak spurts erupted into his mouth, but he smiled as he swallowed anyway.

The three of us lay on the top of Dan's bed, exhausted, in the afterglow of
sex.  Dan reached over and switched the lamp off and the room was plunged
into darkness.  The soft music of the cassette had long since finished and
the slow, restful breathing of three sex fulfilled teenage boys accompanied
us into slumberland.

End of chapter.



Author's notes.

Well looks like Adam has found a couple of new sex buddies to fulfil his
needs.  Don't forget that this is only Friday and that he is there the
whole weekend.  Hope you enjoyed this chapter.  Please let me know either
way if you did or didn't.  My email address is andys.stories@gmail.com


Anyway, until the next time my friends.

Thanks
Andy
xxx