Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2008 23:18:07 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: ROYAL NAVAL CAPERS - THE PREQUEL - 2

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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THE PREQUEL



2 -  A Fun Weekend



by



G. Cutter



I was going to leave my short story about meeting Brian Stanley as about a
month after our sweaty Saturday I moved off the ship down to HMS Drake the
big barracks in Devonport to meet up with my Signals Class and start my
transfer from Junior Seaman to Junior Signalman. However, there was one
weekend and the aftermath of which I really should write about. It was so
over the top even for that time and place... it also bears out the old
adage that one thing leads to another.

As I said in Part One, some of the story was solid fact but most of it slid
into the realm of fantasy or to be blunt it turned out to be a straight
dose of smut and what's wrong with that. This one, Part Two is the same,
some isolated facts but much more in the way of more wild imaginings.

The week following my Saturday with Brian I was 'over the moon' to coin a
phrase, I'd found a venue for all those dirty little assignations I'd
dreamt of, all I had to do was to find like minded people to accompany me
but in spite of my contacts this proved harder than I'd thought. I'd
somehow got hold of the wrong end of the stick, my two or three secret
lovers weren't interested in 'doing it' for a reasonable time a secure
location, they were either rapid shaggers or just didn't want me for four
or five hours, very disappointing and so much for them. I was saved by the
inventive Brian who I saw on the Wednesday. I passed him with my supper
tray where he sat with a few of his cronies and I just gave a friendly
nod. I didn't want to embarasss him with his friends and a Junior mixing
with Boys would raise eyebrows, it was still that sort of a Navy. Much to
my surprise Brian called out to me as I passed.

'Tom-Tom, sit here.' I've gone through the nickname bit already so I won't
bother explaining again.

'Hi, Stan,' I sat and unobtrusively took in his two pals, both very
obviously Boy Seamen and quite likely a little younger that Brian. One dark
haired , one brownish blond and both reasonably good looking if not raving
beauties. Well, what do you expect, not everyone is eye candy or a vision,
these were just two normal kids doing their duty for God,Queen and Country.

'Mack and Smiffy,' he mumbled through a mouthful of food, I assumed the
Smiffy was probably Smithy.

'Hi, fellas,' I glanced at them taking a sip of tea preparatory to tucking
into the rather disastrous meal sitting in it's steel tray. Here's one of
my asides: The food on Centaur was good and far better than most of the
small ship Navy at the time but now and then they produced a disaster. I
had one on the table in front of me this particular evening. 'How goes it?'

'Fine,' Brian looked at me and dropped a craft wink. 'I was going to wander
around to see you later on.'

Mack sniggered but I ignored him but wondered if he was aware of our
meeting in the Fleet Club the previous weekend. Still, what's in a snigger
for God's sake, he was a boy and boys snigger. The other kid, Smiffy just
looked at me curiously and resumed eating.

'I'm on Messdeck 2H.'

'Yeah, I know,' Brian swallowed. 'You remember Saturday?'

I looked at him and he was straight faced. I was uncertain of what to say
with an audience of two who may or maynot be players in the game. I settled
for answering vaguely, settling for not saying a lot at all, letting him
take the lead. I assumed he knew what he was doing. 'Yeah. I remember.'
Hell, that was sharp and to the point.

'I told a couple of very close pals,' Brian went on seemingly
unconcerned. 'They seemed to think it was a good scene and asked me if I
wanted to try a threesome.'

'And?'

'I said a foursome worked better,' he grinned. 'The pals are sitting right
here.'

'Really?' I gave the other two another swift look

They were both were eating away basically ignoring both Brian and myself. I
could go for it, at least I could stage a re-enactment with Brian and who
knows, perhaps get to sample the other two. Sandy haired Smiffy was quite
nice in a mousey sort of way, the dark haired and buzz cut Mack looked a
lot tougher . I wondered who did what in this trio but let it lay, they
were clearly all 'at it' otherwise Bryan wouldn't be talking so openly.

'Really,' Mack glanced up at me and a smile appeared on his surly face,
even Smiffy grinned at he dug into his pudding.

'I've been doing a bit of planning.' Brian pulled a piece of paper from his
breast pocket. 'Here you go... meet up for a quick bit to eat, then me with
M and T with S. Supper around seven and then you and I get together until
we have to come back and Mack and Smiffy can do the same. Sunday afternoon
I've got another plan but we'll have to see how that one works out.'

I looked across at the other two to see what their reaction was and they
were both staring at me. 'T is me?'

'Yeah.'

'Me and Smiffy?' I glanced at the youngster who was probably the youngest
of the four of us.

'Yeah.' This time Smiffy answered.

'What's your real name, Smiffy?'

'Smith, Ron Smith.'

'Excellent, Ron. We'll do alright,' I dropped my voice finding the boy more
and more appealing the more I looked at him. Babyfaced and ever so slightly
girly but he'd do.

'Right,' Mack stood and looked down at us. 'I'm off, I've got some studying
to do.' He took his tray and left with a cheerful grin, at least he looked
a bit happier than when I'd first seen him.

'Up for an adventure tonight?' Brian spoke suddenly finishing off his meal.

'Yeah.' I knew what he was talking about, I just hoped he had somewhere
reasonably secure sorted out.

'3K, 106 Squadron Bathroom, six thirty, knock once only... got it?'

'Got it... is it safe?'

'Closed down for painting and I'm in charge, I keep the key,' he
grinned. 'Smiffy's coming... at least he hopes so,' he grinned at his
pal. 'Six thirty but keep your eyes open for anyone watching points.'

'It's well out of the way as I recall.'

'That's what's good about it,' Smiffy smiled and gave me a bit of the pouty
lips. Thank Christ for that, the kid wasn't a complete virgin after all.

They left me to finish my meal and shortly after that I returned to my mess
just to hang about until the deadline. The weekend sounded fun and Smiffy
or Ron looked to be my sort of boy although I wondered how old he was. As
Brian and I were at the tail end of our sixteen years I reckon he'd just
about entered them, a young sixteen at a guess but very sweet and would be
prime bait on that Boy's Mess from what I'd heard of it but then again if
the tough looking Mack and Brian were looking after him he should be
alright. The one thing was that he was slightly built and very boyish, I
just hoped that he didn't have a piece of string between his legs.

The designation of the bathroom gave it away, 3K made it three decks down
in K Section which was two further aft from my mess and a deck deeper, just
about a deck down from the Ship's Canteen as I recall. The Canteen or the
Shop was open until seven in the evening so I needed to make sure I wasn't
spotted by anyone in the queue or at the coffee machine. 2J Canteen Flat as
it was called was one of the crew's assembly points, apart from the shop
and drinks machines there were loads of noticeboards and it was also a bit
of a junction being on the main fore and aft thoroughfare. I was delighted
to see that it wasn't too busy, I guessed the Squadron bathrooms were under
their messdecks and sure enough they were. Luckily they were all deserted
as the squadrons and associated naval airmen moved off when the ship was in
harbour or dockyard for an extended period.

The bathroom itself had a notice on the door stating that it was closed for
maintenance. I stuck my ear against the door and listened but there was
nothing to be heard. I checked my watch again and saw that I was spot on
time so gave just one rather subdued rap on the dor and it promptly opened
up.

'Thought you'd bottled out,' Brian ginned and dragged me in closing the
door and locking it. 'Party of three complete,' he waved his arm and I saw
little Ron sitting on a bench down the end of the bathroom, he just had a
towel on and had beads of water on his shoulder. He certainly was very
boyish in build far more than I or Brian and he gave me a slightly nervous
smile. I silently gave him a small wave and looked at Brian who seemed to
be a bit lost.

'Well, here I am,' I muttered feeling a bit lame. I know what I wanted but
how Brian planned to operate was another thing altogether.

'If we stay down the other end we won't make so much noise,' he grinned and
walked to the end of the long and narrow compartment. There were just
shower stalls and handbasins on the opposite bulkhead, no toilet facilities
at all which was quite normal. Ron stood as we approached and quite calmly
dropped his towel and stepped into a shower that was already running. He
was absolutely gorgeous, if I didn't know better I'd have guessed him at
around fourteen but he obviously couldn't be that young. He was pale
skinned going with the sandy hair and had the cutest of cute pure white
bubble butts and a decent stiffy already perking at around five inches or
so, not a string dick after all. He was so sweet he was bloody edible. 'The
best way to break the ice is to shower together,' Brian suggested. I didn't
have a towel or anything else for that matter but swiftly shed my clothing
and was in with Ron in a flash. I left Brian standing although he may have
been hanging back. I took Ron's wet body in my arms and after a momentary
hesitation he melted ibnto my embrace and smiled up at me. Then Brian was
in with us and he managed to slip in behind me so that his big cock was
pressed up against my bottom. Ron was nuzzling and giving my chest little
nips and kisses and from his performance was as eager as I was for some
action. He dropped to his knees and his lips travelled down my chest and
belly and then took in my swollen and throbbing cock. God, he was good. A
suck meister of talent. His hot mouth took me in and his wet slippery
tongue probed at my pee slit and then lapped my glans before he started to
take it down into his throat.

I didn't want to cum, I wanted desperately to make love to the boy. I know
that this was organised for Saturday but I wanted a taste of the pleasures
to come. However Brian had other plans, once we were wet and soapy he
guided us out of the shower and linked in the flesh as it were down onto a
pile of what appeared to be covers or maybe dustsheets. Thankfully they
were reasonably clean not that it mattered, we were in the showers after
all but it was my chance. I moved around on Ron into a classic sixty niner
and took his jerking cock into my mouth. He groaned around my own meat in
pleasure and we went to it as Brian knelt to my rear. I knew what was
coming as he dropped his head and I felt his tongue at my hole. I didn't
care, I was sucking Ron's sweet noodle and he was taking most of mine into
his mouth and playing with my nuts at the same time.

I felt a jerk and the slightest of pains as Brian plugged me and then
started to move inside me gaining depth as he did so. He was a comfortable
fuck and I was used to him by now but Ron was now going wild sucking away
at me and fucking upwards into my hungry mouth. His small balls and pecker
were tight skinned and I guessed he was about to pop. He did and I felt his
sweet slime shoot into my mouth as I swallowed and gobbled his tart
essence. He sighed and went limp for a moment before flashing me a grin and
setting to work on my hardness once more.

'Oooh.' I tried to wriggle back on Bry and fuck into Ron's mouth at the
same time. 'Roll on Saturday.'  I muttered to Ron and he grinned at me with
his mouth still glued to my cock. Suddenly I felt the heat arising in my
balls, I couldn't stop it any more than that guy Canute could hold back the
sea. I grabbed Ron's head and must have nearly choked him as I did a
lengthy and soul draining cum into his eager thoat. He didn't mess around,
he greedily sucked me dry swallowing every drop and at the end squeezed my
penis dry like a tube of toothpaste.

'You taste nice,' he laughed and rolled clear as Bry coaxed me into a doggy
and really went to town on my bum. The slap of his wet flesh meeting mine
sounded so loud but we weren't interrupted (thank God) and when he cum he
flooded me and just kept slapping into my oozing bum. Did I say I loved
Brian, he was a fabulous fuck and I was going to have him on Saturday
preceded by the sweet chicken propped on one elbow laying watching me.

'I am totally shagged,' Brian slipped free and flopped onto the sheeting
and I collapsed with him on one side and Ron the other.

'You will be Saturday.' I threatened.'

'No chance,' he grinned. 'Smiffy will take care of you first, you won't
have the energy for me.'

'And I'kll take care of him,' I rolled over and grabbing Ron stuck my lips
to his. He was a good kisser too just as a matter of interest. If I wasn't
so besotted with Brian I could get a love job going with this little
angel. God knows how he'd got by the Navy's height regulations but I
suppose with youngsters they anticipate growth spurt or whatever.

We showered off after that and shared Ron's towel. I left first and they
followed and I was chuffed to say the Canteen Flat was deserted so I
scuttled away to my mess to rejoin my more 'normal mates'.  A goodly chunk
of them were ashore as it was pay week and the remainder involved in a
never ending game of cards.  They gambled using coloured chips which was
highly illegal and I kept well clear, I had other interests as you may have
gathered. I was a bit surprised to see Ordinary Seaman Reeves sitting on my
bunk with his head stuck in a magazine. I can't recall if I've mentioned
this one. He was eighteen and an Ordinary Seaman from the Quarterdeck
Division so he was well off his territory but I knew what he
wanted... me. He was a predator and I supected he went with some of the
older guys, he must have had excellent gaydar and he sussed me out when we
first met. He slipped me a note which asked if I wanted a wank... what red
blooded junior on his first ship could resist his first sexual contact? I
went along and he found a cubby hole where we mutually masturbated. The
second time he fucked me and the third and the fourth. I eventually got to
top him but he was the dominant one. I had a sort of love hate relationship
but I never could turn down sex even with Reeves. I never did find out his
Christian name (sorry, forename for the PCers), he was a big lad especially
in the cock department but he had a baby face. A bit like a rent boy, baby
faced and hard eyes, I'd love to know how many youngsters he corrupted on
that bloody ship, I doubt very much that I was the only one. He had the
chat, he had the charm and most importantly he had supreme self
confidence. To top that lot off he certainly knew what he wanted.

'Wanna wander,' he gave me his 'special' smile.

'A wander or a wander with intent?' I whispered.

'I have a key to the bedding store,' he grinned. 'I've been allocated to
the Stores Department to help out for a month or so.'

'Bang for bang!' I've probably said this before but the old memory's
getting dodgy. It is or was basic Navyspeak for: 'You fuck me and I'll fuck
you'.

'OK, Butch,' he grinned and off we went. I didn't know if I'd have the
strength for this one but I was so hooked on this prat I couldn't turn him
down. I told you he had the charm, he also had a big dick and a tight bum,
what more could you ask for?

We managed to get to the bedding store which was right up forrard and
sneakily entered. If anyone came across us and asked what we were upto we'd
have been lost but that was half the excitement. Even after the bathroom
antics with Bry and little Ron I was half hard again... Jeez, the stamina
of youth, a distant memory now but nice to think about it now and
then. Reeves was another one of my 'memories', a person from my distant
past I can remember as if yesterday. Anyway, back to the story. We went in
and he locked the door behind us. He wasn't into kissing although he did
like to mouth the back of my neck when he was in me and he was ever eager
as if he hadn't had sex for a month. I just think now on reflection he was
a randy dog, he had the front of my trousers open in two minutes flat and
was about to stick me with his rock hard sixer unusual insofar as he was
fully circumcised.

'Let's spread a couple of blankets and get naked,' I suggested. I was fed
up with standups and to my suprise he seemed to think about it and grinned.

'Yeah, make a change but don't get too clingy, no tongue and stuff.'

'OK.' We went up in the corner where there were returned blankets awaiting
laundry. Alright, not that hygenic but we were both as hard as a pair of
mongrels. We had a routine, I'd suck him until he was nice and spit slick
and then he'd do the same for me, getting a decent lube never occured. He
was pretty brutal emotionally that was, I slicked him up and then he took
me doggy. I enjoyed his cock and I was familiar with it but this time I
told him to take his time and he did. He gave me a long slow fuck and tried
to wank me off but I was wise to rthat one, I took his hand away and
concentrated on his hot cock slipping in and out of my gut.

'Aaah,' I gasped as he started to dig deep and hard.

'You'll have to introduce me to that Boy Seaman you're hanging around
with,' he panted as he held my hips and plundered my arse.

'What Boy Seaman?'

'That dishy Stanley kid, you tosser he moved faster and faster.

'Only if you introduce me to Gigs.' Gigs by the way was another Junior
Seaman who I'd seen in company with Reeves and rather fancied.

'Mmmm...' he moaned and started on his last lap. He was moving in and out
quite easily now and I enjoyed it. Yeah, I know, but I did and when he came
it was his normal, he always cum like a horse and then still carried on
fucking into his own mess until he started to fade. 'You're a good fuck,'
he laughed as he slipped free and rammed an old towel up into my crack. 'So
what about this Stanley kid, you two at it?'

'You and Giggins at it?' I countered.

'Of course, he's a bit of a girl but he likes being sucked.'

'I didn't think you were into that sort of thing.'

'He's worth it,' he lay back on the blankets. 'Don't you dare,' he laughed
as I hovered over him and lowered my head. 'Don't Tom-Tom.' He tried to
wriggle out of my grasp but I was on a roll for once, I smashed my lips
onto his and to my total amazement he kissed me back and then his mouth
opened and our tongues met. A first for him, he must be maturing or going
soft in the head. Iron Man Reeves was actually doing what he called 'girly
stuff'.

'So,' I lifted my face and grinned down at him. 'Our first kiss.'

'Do me from the front,' he grabbed my waving penis and guided it to his
mouth and began his personal lube up. Once dripping with his saliva he lay
back raising his legs and exposing his stretched pucker, this was a new one
for him as well and I took full advantage. I lined up, located and gently
pushed in nearly passing out as his smooth ring parted for me and his
warmth encompassed me like a velvet fist. I leant in and slowly fucked into
my full extent relishing his moans and groans as I really fucked him in my
now favourite way. This was it, I leant in and kissed him again still
moving my hips and he returned the kiss avidly... he must be after
something. He clamped his legs onto my back and we fucked nice and slowly
and nice and passionately. I've got to use the word romantic because this
was the first time we'd ever done it with any real feeling coming from him,
he was strictly a shag and run merchant but this time was different. We
finished up as sex always did, I sped up and shagged him nasty and he held
to me as I finally gave him my all in searing bursts amazing myself after
the Bryan and Ron get together. I moved in and out of his oozing hole until
he begged me to take it out and then we just lay there in the warmth and
the silence comforting each other.

'I've got this job for a month,' he looked at me and smirked.

'So you said.'

'I'm ther keeper of the keys as I'm supposed to come down first and make
the Stores Assistants tea and then I hang on aftert they finish and clean
the place up.' He laughed out loud at the plum he'd been landed
with. 'Wanna do a deal?'

'Depends what sort of deal.'

'You bring your Boy Seaman down and I'll bring Giggins, we can have a
fuckfest.'

'I'll have to work on it, Bryan is a bit nervous of spreading himself
around too much.'

'Yeah... right,' he laughed. 'I reckon all those Boy Seamen are at it, it's
only natural.'

'Or unnatural,' I giggled. 'How's about we go for next week gives us time
to chat up the partners.'

'Seems a bit of a wait but if you say so.'

'Deal done,' I grinned safe in the fact that I appeared to finally have one
up on Reeves, mind you I had something he wanted clearly more than Giggins
unless Gigs truly was a femme slut. Tiime would tell.

'I'll get to work on Gigs then, he'll go for it, he mentioned you the other
day.'

'I'll have to do some chatting to Brian Stanley, he likes a bit of
smoochies by the way.'

'I can manage that.'

After that we broke up. It had been a good session, not so much of the
wham, bam, thank you man this time around. Perhaps he was learning or then
again he was trading, that might of had something to do with it. By the
time I'd visited the heads and had yet another shower I just about fell
into bed and passed out. I was shattered, a rather loose back end and a
sore dick, a bad combination. One thing was for sure, the sexual athletes
could have it, I was going to ration myself and I had two days to keep
clear of everyone to save my sanity.

I was lucky to find Brian at breakfast the following morning which was the
Thursday and he was alone. I told him I needed to chat to him about 'an
adventure' that was in the wind for the tail end of the coming week. He was
curious and kept needling me but I wasn't prepared to say too much with too
many big ears wagging. I arranged to meet him in the lunch breal and tell
him more.

I wasn't really surprised when we met up later to have him react
badly. Initially I told him straight what the deal was which he adamantly
refused. he barely knew Reeves and didn't know Giggins at all but after a
bit of a chat I offered to take him around in the evening for a bit of a
chat with Reeves and he could tell me later what his verdict was. He got
the hump acusing me of trying to trade him to get a serving of Gigs and I
pointed out that was so but then again he was getting two new contacts to
my one.

He was still waffling on when we parted but I said that I'd have Reeves on
the cable deck around six in the evening if he wanted a closer view and
maybe a chat... all I had to do was to fix it with Reeves. It all went
smoothly enough although I don't think Brian was totally convinced but
Reeves used his charm and at least they were going to give it a go and I
would get what I was after which was the delightfuly pretty Giggins. Far
too pretty for a boy but that was his problem.

I think Reeves wanted a session there and then but we made our escape, the
guy was insatiable and I was still suffering from the previous day. Once
we'd got away from Reeves I fixed up times with Brian and it stood at
meeting up around midday at the Club, getting our cabins in one go so that
we'd get sequential cabins, have a quick lunch and split. We'd meet up
again around sixish and have a bit of supper and then back to the cabins
although with different partners. The main thing was that we had to leave
around ten in the evening to get back onboard for our eleven o'clock
curfew. I think Brian was a bit miffed over the Reeves arrangement but I'd
only done to him what he'd done to me and worstways we were both expanding
our circle of friends. It was a pity I already had my movement orders for
the West Country four weeks hence but that's life... or that's life in the
Navy.

Friday passed without any activity at all except to the day's routine work
and Saturday morning Mack found me just to confirm the twelve hundred lunch
meeting.

'Looking forward to it?' I asked.

'Yeah, he grinned. 'I've done stuff with Smiffy but not with Stanleyand the
thought of doing it in a rom with a bed... wow.' He looked at me and
smiled. 'I didn't even know he was at it but we were both doing Smiffy and
he did the introductions.'

'Bolder than he looks,' I commented. 'He doesn't seem brave enough to
sorta... you know.'

'Brian told him that you and he were at it and Smiffy wanted a slice of
you, that's what it's all about,' Mack grinned. 'With a bit of luck you and
me can get together sometime.'

'We will,' I assured him. He was a bit thuggish, a bit like the crop headed
hoodies you get nowadays but he was pleasant enough and Brian said he was
well rigged which was good enough for me. Variety is the spice of life is
another of those old sayings which springs to mind. I'd had over a year on
this lump of scrap iron and met three quicky fucks. In the last month I
seemed to be falling over needy teenies and ain't that always the way. I
wondered what my Training Class would be like when I joined it as I'd be
the oldest and have eighteen months experience under the belt, there should
or could be rich pickings.



'See you in a couple of hours,' Mack gave me a nod and walked off. Shortly
after that I got showered and shaved which was a joke as I barely needed to
shave at that time but I went through the motions. We were docked alongside
the Custom House Wharf which didn't leave much of a walk to the Dockyard
Gate and thence to the Club so I was nicely in time to find Mack and Smiffy
in the Canteen but no Brian.

'Hello, campers. Where's the man?'

'Just gone to the chemists to get a tube of something for his cold sores,'
Mack looked at me straightfaced.

'Yucky, I'm not kissing him then,' I whispered.

'Nothing wrong with him,' Mack laughed. 'It's just for the day and it's
about the only lubey type stuff it's safe to carry around.'

'Stanley reckons you might have another two contacts with their own
hideaway?' Smiffy looked at me.

'He told you?'

'Yeah, we could get a little club going,' Mack looked enthusiastic.

'Here he is,' Smiffy spotted our beloved leader or their beloved leader
strolling into the canteen. He beckoned us over to the outer hall and we
were first in the queue for our cabin tickets. Naturally enough we got four
in a line on the second floor again which suited us down to yhe ground. A
swift meal and we were on our way, the main event was about to
begin... Jeez I was already getting hard thinking about little Ron's body
melded to mine as I took a ride in his little Tunnel of Love for the first
time. OK, he was hardly a virgin but I was hardly in mint condition myself.

Brian and Mack left first and I hung about for my little mate to finish. He
seemed a little subdued and was certainly dragging his feet a bit.

'What's up, Ron? Nevous.'

Yeah, a bit,' he grinned but avoided my eyes.

'Don't worry, you don't have to do anything you don't want. Brian's not a
dictator, once we're in that cabin we do what you want not what they think
we should do.' I think I got my tongue in a twist with that one but he
seemed reassured.

'This is a two way thing, right?' His voice dropped to a whisper.

'Can't wait to make love to you properly... and for you to do the same to
me.' That one must have come right as he grinned again and stood leaving
his plate of food unfinished. He loo

ked at me and raised his eyebrows slightly.

I stood up as well thanking my lucky stars I'd thought to put tight briefs
on, there's nothing more embarassing than getting a stiffy on when wearing
loose underwear and tight bell bottom blues. You look like one of those old
warships with a ram on the bow. We went upto our cabins after collecting
towels and soap from the same geriatric in his little kiosk. We left our
uniforms in our cabins and went into the bathroom to find Mack and Brian
buggering around shouting and hollering. We tried to keep ourselves to
ourselves but it was no good. Tucked away in our shower we were first
invaded by Brian and then Mack, it was a hell of a squeeze but at least I
got to see Mack in all his glory for the first time. Not quite as big as
I'd assumed but big enough and he wasn't backwards coming forwards as we
used to say. He had his tightly muscled bum pressed up against my groin
until I saw Ron getting the hump so I took him out of it. It was time to
get a bit personal, time for a bit of privacy.

My cabin was right up in the corner and the most 'private' of the lot being
the one against the outside wall. The saving grace of the place was as
Brian had said, anyopne flitting about on a Saturday afternoon would be a
like minded spirit. I'd fancied the other weekend that there mnight have
been a bit of shopping around going on but our little group knew what we
wanted and that was each other and I wanted Ron so bady I was oozing when I
dropped my towel and lay down on the bed.

'Excited,' he giggled looking at my extended penis laying throbbing on my
belly and oozing it's natural lubricant.

'For you,' I muttered as he took his time hanging his towel over the bed's
foot and lay alongside me, a momentary hesistation and his warm and
slightly damp body was in my arms. 'Ronny...' I held him to me and felt his
hot boy cock press against my thigh as he grasped me and started to kiss my
chest and give my nipple a little suck.

'Mmmm...' his head dropped and before I realised it his mouth was on my hot
meat and he lapped and suckled my straining cock. 'All mine,' he grinned up
my belly and ducked his head again. I could learn to like this but I didn't
want to cum just yet, I was saving it for his honeypot so I gently
disengaged his head and went back to kissing maneuvering him around the bed
so that his groin was level with my face, it was my turn now. I'd never
fancied rimming or plating as they sometimes called it, I'd always thought
it was a disgusting habit and still wouldn't do it unless my partner was
fresh from a shower or bath but having said that we were both fresh from
the shower. I sucked his dick and tight balls working inbetween his legs
and kissing the smooth inner thighs. So soft and smooth, almost silken and
he was quirming as well gently pumping his hardness into my hair. He must
have known what my game was as he opened his legs wide and shuddered as my
tongue probed between his well spread cheeks for his tight little
hole. 'Aaaaaaaah.....' he threshed around but made no effort to escape as I
went to town licking and lapping at his tight button finally intruding a
finger into his smooth warmth. He gave a long shuddering moan, clamped on
me and then relaxed as I worked my forefinger in and out lubricating him
with my saliva and feeling his little sphincter ease and then relax
totally. He loved it, perhaps he'd never been finger fucked before but his
cock was jerking and now dribbling in tune with mine and when I slipped my
finger out and tried to position him in the doggy position he scrambled
around and lay on his back with his knees upto his chest.

'You sure?' I whispered.

'I'll tell you if it's too much,' he assured me and looked down at my
raging hardon about to plunder his bottom. 'Slowly,' his eyes stared into
mine as he held his knees to his chest exposing his all.

I placed my hot and precum drooling glans against his shiny and slick
pucker and slowly pushed entering him quite easily and then his arse
clamped on me and he grinned again. I was being too tender making the silly
assumption that with his boyish looks and his air of innocence he was fresh
to all this but he wasn't. He groaned and held me and then his legs dropped
onto my back and he held me tightly as I fucked my way into his heat and
tightness. If truth be known he was the best fuck or to be more precise the
youngest fuck I'd had on Centaur and if I didn't watch it I could get
hooked on boys. None of the arrogance and self confidence of Reeves and
none of the casual charm of Brian but this boy had 'it' and he knew it. He
drew my head down to his and we kissed tenderly as I bottomed out and
ground my way into his soft gut as if trying to take root.

'Nice one, Tom-Tom,' he whispered and his cock jerked as I pushed in even
harder and started to move. I could feel his bottom clamping on me and
relaxing almost milking me as I fucked him slowly and deeply corkscrewing
and reaching every corner of his gut... and he loved it. He certainly was a
kisser, he almost munched my lips away as I took him all the way and in the
end I cum deep inside him in searing bursts of my thick essence. The day
off had done wonders, I felt like a new man and I had one even if a boyish
one. I moved inside his spunk flooded hole until he begged me to stop. I
was still hard and could have gone for seconds there and then but reason
took over, he wanted his slice of action and it could get messy. I gently
slipped free ramming the damp towel between his legs and cuddled his sweaty
body. He clung to me like a child but with one difference, his hot hardness
rubbed up and down against my leg as he dry humped me clearly awaiting the
word.

'Wanna little fucky-fuck, Ronny boy?'

'I've just had one,' he grinned cheekily and got between my legs as I laid
back on the bed. I was well on the slippery slope to perdition with these
kids, I lay there looking up at him willing him to shag me hard and nasty,
it was one of those days and he was a beauty... Woops, repeating myself
again but he was, he was a little darling and he was all mine, at least for
the moment he was.

He didn't waste any time, not to say that he was rough and ready, he hopped
up and I guided his pale skinned cock, slippery and hard, down to my back
passage and he pushed in firmly knowing exactly what he was doing.

'Nice one,' he hissed as he slid into me and started to slowly move in and
out until his belly was pushing my balls up onto the base of my cock, he
lay one me full length and slowly shagged as I clasped his tight buttocks
holding him in and then pressed my calves down onto his sweaty back. It was
a good frontal and we lay belly to belly as he humped away giving the
ocassional grunt and groan. I loved it, he wasn't too big not too
little. He was easy but I could feel his boy's tool inside me stretching
and rubbing against that little gland of mine re-awakening my penis until
it was hard as his belly rubbed against it. Towards the end he raised his
body and began to go for it. He was sweaty and slippery and I held his hips
as he shafted me good, he was a lot better than I'd expected, I had to
rapidly revise my view of him as a little girl. He wasn't, he was all boy
and when he finally squirted it was a grown up climax. I felt his slippery
cock swell and then pump inside me. His warm semen lubricated me even more
and he finished off splattering sweat onto me and then falling onto me with
his eager lips seeking mine. As we lay there in the unlit cabin listening
to Brian and Mack doing their thing.

'I'm going to the heads,' Ron whispered and kissed me again. 'Back in a
moment.'

'I'll come with you,' I offered and wrapped a towel around me.

'Quickly then,' he giggled. We shot down to the toilets or the heads as we
called them and did quick abortions both trying for silence but failing
dismally. We both had the quickest of showers only in individual cubicles
as there were now people bobbing around. All very noticeably young and also
looking rather furtive. It seemed the Satyurday afternoon 'thingy' was
catchin on, word was spreading fast but caution needed to be observed all
the same. We made it back to the cabin making sure that no one saw us going
into the same one and once inside we were backin each other's arms.

The afternoon had barely begun and as soon as we were settled onto the now
damp bed we were at it again. I was going to have nothing left for the
boyfriend but I was getting into my stride now as I hauled Ron to his knees
and then got him into doggy mode... this one was going to be rough and
brutal, I was gonna shag him sharp and nasty and then he could do me. Fun,
fun, fun.



				  The End
				 (I think)


I may go for a third part of this one but it will be shorter.

I left young Giggings and the Bedding Store left up in the air a bit, maybe
a six boy gang bang.

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