Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 13:36:27 -0600
From: Charles Hughes <the.empty.room@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caught in the Act - Part 4   (t/b/b  oral)

The following story is fiction, describing the relationship of a teen
and two young boys (that's right, two), including their sexual
experiences.  If this type of material offends you, if you are not 18
years of age, or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such
material you must leave now.

Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved

I will try to answer all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com

A note:  I had written Part 1 several months ago with the intention that
it would stand alone as a story on its own.  Readers, however, managed to
change my mind.  So I wrote a Part 2.  So there was a Part 3.  So here's
another part.  This doesn't mean there will be a Part 5.  But don't hold
me to that.



Caught in the Act - Part 4    (t/b/b  oral)



There was no doubt in my mind that I liked boys.  But it had always been
boys my own age.  Not that I had ever done anything with anybody my own
age.  I listened to the guys at school talk about girls they'd kissed and
tits they'd fondled and even pussies they'd fucked.  Somehow I'd always
doubted lots of those stories, at least the ones about fucking.

But my own experience had been exclusively with my right hand.  Well,
sometimes my left, too.  At 16, I'd gotten to know all the
moves intimately.  I actually believed (when I was really little) that
jacking off made hair grow on your palms.  Don't remember where I heard
that.  So there must be something wrong with me.  No hair on my hands at
all.

In my dreams when I'd lie naked in bed at night I'd think of all those
guys at school and what I'd like to do with them.  All those guys in the
showers.  In classes.  Damn.

And now, this summer, I'd been with a guy for the first time in my life.
It was more exciting and satisfying than I'd ever imagined it could be.
Only.  Only.  Only it had been with the eleven-year-old boy down the
road, a kid I'd known since before he could walk.

Robert was so cute.  And I could hardly believe I was thinking such a
thing about a boy that age.  I loved to touch him, feel his smooth skin.
I loved to listen to his voice when he was on a pleasure high or when he
was shy and a little embarrassed or when he was giggling at something
funny.

Hell, yes, I loved the sex.  But I just couldn't let this continue.
Something just wasn't right.  I needed... a guy my own age.  Me and...
just a kid.  No.  This couldn't continue.

When I got back from work Saturday I stipped in the laundry room, leaving
only my briefs on and walked to my bedroom.
He wouldn't be there, of course -- still on that weekend with his aunt
and uncle... Well, that would be fine.  That's probably the way it should
be.

I opened the drawer for a clean pair of briefs, and there they were.
He'd left me a pair before they took off, and I hadn't even noticed.  A
little pair of white briefs, soft from the fabric softener his mom had
used in the washing machine.  Softer still from a day's worth of being
worn around the middle of an active boy.  A beautiful boy.  Damn, I
didn't want it to happen.  But the tears appeared in my eyes as I reached
for Robbie's latest gift.  Oh, how I longed for that boy!

I held them to my face and inhaled.  Yes.  Yes, it was Robbie.  A bit of
sweat from riding his bike as this cotton crotch was pressed tightly
against his bike seat.  A trace of pee from the haste when he pushed his
little cocklet back into place.  And his own glorious, heady scent, the
scent of boyhood, the scent of Robbie himself.

I was hoping he'd be waiting for me when I got home from work on
the Monday after he got back from visiting his aunt and uncle, and he
didn't disappoint me.  But he sure as hell surprized me!

He was standing there in my bedroom wearing a pair of my briefs (clean,
since I'd forgotten to leave him a used pair), and right next to him was
the most adorable little boy I'd ever seen.

"Hi, David," my little suckbuddy said.  "This is my cousin, Ricky.  He's
staying at my house this week."

Ricky was wearing a pair of my briefs, too.  They were my black bikini
briefs.  Apparently my little brief thief had stolen them the previous
Friday, and I hadn't even noticed.   And cousin Ricky hardly filled them
out at all.  He wasn't even looking at me.  He was looking down at the
floor with a little shy, maybe embarressed, smile.  A mop of black hair,
big dark brown eyes, and the cutest little lips.

"He's only eight, but he likes your underpants, too," Robert giggled.

Ricky was apparently too shy to giggle, but he smiled a little smile.

"I told him it was okay," Robert said.  "It is okay, isn't it?" he asked
anxiously.

"Of course, it's okay," I said.

Okay?  He was so little my briefs hid most of him, even though they were
bikinis, but I could see his tanned little shoulders and one tiny little
nipple.  I couldn't see much of his legs except from the knees down.

"See," Robert said to his cousin.  He grinned at him.

Robert grinned up at me.  "We both slept in my bed when we got home last
night, and we slept naked, too.  Ricky likes to play.  Don't you, Ricky?"

Ricky's smile was a little broader now, and he nodded.  But he was still
nervous.

I suddenly realized I was a little nervous myself.  I was still in my
briefs, so I sat on the edge of my bed.  "You sure he really wants to be
here, Robert?" I asked.

"I want to be here," Ricky said in a little but positive voice.  He added
to Robert, "You're right.  He's big."

Robert grinned.  "He sure is."

Robert let my briefs drop to the floor and stepped out of them; he walked
over and gave me a big hug around my neck.

"You glad to see me, David?  I sure missed you."

I hugged him back.  His smooth skin felt so wonderful.

"I missed you, too," I said.  I kissed his cheek.

"See?"  Robert turned to his cousin.  "We're good friends."

He turned back to me.  "We slept in his bed while I was at his house.  I
got him to get naked the first night, and I showed him how to play with
his dick and stuff.  We had fun."  He motioned Ricky to come closer, and
he did.  "So I told him I had a special friend at home and that if he
could spend a week with me we could all get together."

The little stud had the whole thing planned out.

"So Aunt Nell said it was okay..."  His hand began to slide up and down
my cotton-covered cock.  "I mean, she didn't say it was okay for us three
to... you know."  He giggled.  "...so, here we are."  His grin said it
all.

"It's okay, Ricky."  Robert reached out and pulled Ricky closer.  I could
see Robert's little dick pulsing as he put his arm around Ricky.

"Can I show it to him?" Robert asked me.

I had barely nodded when he started pulling at the waistband of my
briefs.  I lifted my ass up off the bed to help him, and he pulled him
all the way over my feet.  My cock was swinging in the air, and little
Ricky's eyes were locked onto it.  I could see a little precum glisten on
the end of it as it waved around proudly.

"Six-and-a-half inches," Robert said.  "We measured it one day.  Over
twice as long as me."

I looked at Robert's almost-three-inches.  He was hard, too, and my mouth
watered for a taste of what I'd been missing all weekend.

"So it's okay for you to be littler," Robert continued to Ricky.  "'Cause
you're only eight, but you'll get bigger.  Go on, Ricky.  You can show
him."

Show me?  I was ready to rip those oversized briefs off him!  But it was
not for me to take the lead here.  Ricky was too shy for that.  This was
Robert's afternoon; he'd know what to do.

Ricky slowly dropped the briefs, his shyness having returned.

"Ooo..."  Had I actually groaned out loud?

He was the most beautiful boy.  His smile widened as he sensed my
approval.  His midsection curved out with the chubbiness of little boys,
then curved in again right above that little hairless mound.  And from
that mound came the perfect little boydick.  A cocklet no more that two
inches, pink and stiff, and at the end of it a miniature of my own
cockhead.  The pinkness of his boyhood contrasted with the tan of his
little chest and sturdy little legs, with the chalk white of his groin.

"Isn't he pretty?" Robert asked proudly.

"You're beautiful, Ricky," I said.

He didn't say anything, but his shy smile spoke a "Thank you."

"Come on," Robert urged; "let's all get up on the bed."

In a flurry of butts and legs we all got on the bed, the two boys sitting
more in front of me than beside me.

Robert took over.  He explained each part of my groin and compared it
with each of theirs, as thorough as any teacher could be.  My pubes, my
shaft, my cockhead, my balls.  I felt like a manikin in a classroom.  I
was speechless, watching little Ricky follow Robert's explanations as he
occasionally moved his own little cocklet to compare.  Robert's hands
were gentle and warm.

And then Ricky took my cock in his own hand.  His hand looked tiny, and
it felt like a hot poker.  I groaned at the sensation.  He touched my
pubes carefully, as though he were afraid they'd break off.  Then he
stroked them.  He was a little hesitant when Robert encouraged him to
lick my cock.

"Like this," Robert said.  And his own hot, wet tongue swiped across my
cockhead.  He grinned up at me.

Robert held my cock now, and Ricky leaned.  Would this gorgeous little
boy actually lick me?  He did.  And his little tongue electrified me.

"Aaaaaaaa... that's so... nice, Ricky."  I tried to smile, but I felt so
weak I wasn't sure if I actually managed.  Ricky looked up at me and kept
on licking.  I knew from his eyes he was enjoying himself.

But Robert was still in the teacher mode.  "Here's how to suck it, just
like you did me, only this one is bigger," he said, taking my cock away
from Ricky.  Robert opened his mouth and slid his lips over my entire
cockhead, moving his head from side to side on it.

"Oh yeaaa... Robert yeaaa..."  He was seriously sucking now, not just
demonstrating.  Maybe he missed my dick as much as I'd missed him on it.

I couldn't believe it when Ricky's fingers moved to my balls.  He stroked
them, moved them, even pulled them at little while Robert was sucking.

But Robert pulled away.  "I want to show him how you cum," he said.  "I
can't cum for him."  He shrugged his shoulders.

He began to jack on my cock then, pulling his hand from the base all the
way to the tip of my cockhead.  I had to fall back onto the bed.  Ricky
scooted up to my side but kept his eyes on Robert's hand and my throbbing
dick.  His pretty face sent me over the edge...

"Gaaaaaaa... yessssssssssssss..."  I pumped my first shot into the air,
and we all watched it fall back onto my belly.  The second made me groan
even louder.  Ricky's curiousity got the best of him, and he leaned in
closer to see.  The third shot hit him on the cheek and trailed down his
chest.  I shot again, and then the last of it oozed out.

I heard Ricky giggling as I came out of my daze.  He was grinning because
Robert was licking my cum from his face.  Robert kissed his lips, and
Ricky's tiny tongue appeared briefly to taste what Robert had given him.
My cum.

The boys fell back, one on each side of me.  "This is fun," Robert
laughed.  "Three of us.  I told you, Ricky."

"Yeah, this is fun," Ricky echoed.  It wasn't until I heard his high
little voice that I realized it was only the second time he'd spoken
since I came into the room.

I leaned over to him and kissed his cheek quickly.  He giggled.

"It's okay to suck his dick," Robert whispered into my ear.

I needed no more invitation than that.  I moved my face to the little
groin next to me and licked at the cocklet between Ricky's legs.  He
sounded like a little kitten purring.  I put his boyhood inside my mouth
and tasted his sweetness.  I sucked slowly, moving my tongue around and
around.

Oh my god, such tiny sweetness, such heat from a hard little stick.

"Mmmmm... Mmmmmmmm..."  Ricky's music urged me on.

Mu cock began to pulse again when I realized that this tiny cocklet had
been nestled in the crotch of my bikini briefs.  I would wear those
tomorrow.

Robert was on his knees watching, but he reached down to pull on my
dick.  My dickhead was so sensitive I jumped a bit.  He moved his hand
around to stroke my ass, fingering my crack a little.

But I was so into pleasuring the sweet boy in my mouth I hardly paid
attention to what Robert was doing.  While I sucked, my hands caressed
his chest and sides, slipped under his butt to hold the smallest,
softest, smoothest ass.  I could actually hold both his ass cheeks on one
hand.  As I squeezed his butt he began his dry cum.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."  His high squeal split the air as
his little body bucked in my hands.  I could feel that tiny boymeat in my
mouth jerk a couple of times.  His belly clenched against my forehead.
Then he went limp.

I propped myself on one elbow as I stroked his soft black hair.  So
sweet.  His eyes were closed, his lashes so long and dark, his red lips
quivering a bit.

I didn't want to do anything else.  He probably needed time not just to
recover but to think this through; it was one thing to play with his own
cousin, but it was something else to play with a big guy like me, a guy
he'd just met, even if I was Robert's friend.

"You really gave him a good one," Robert said.  He leaned on my side and
stroked my chest.  "I told him you would."  He waited for a moment.
"Will you suck me now?  Please?"

I laughed and lay back, dragging Robert up onto my chest.  "You horny
little stud.  I'm going to gobble that dick of yours right down.  I'm
going to swallow that meat of yours so deep you may never see it again!"

I arranged him so he was sitting on my chest, his legs spread on either
side of me.  He moved up so his hard boydick was at my mouth.  I got my
hands under his ass and moved him in closer.  As I opened my mouth for
him, he slid that hot dick of his straight in.  He raised up on his knees
so he could feed himself completely into my face.

My hands held his ass, my fingers working around his puckerhole.  I
sucked him in all the way and felt him shoving against me.  My finger
slipped into his boyhole.

Little Ricky scooted up close to my face so he could watch my mouth work
on his cousin's dick.  His serious, big brown eyes were watching every
move.

"Oh Oh Dave yeaaaaa... put it in meee..."  He began to move forward into
my mouth and backward onto my finger.  I had one hot boy in my mouth and
in my hands!

"Eeeeat meee... innnnn mooooore more yeaaa..."

My finger found his young prostate, and he became a wild boy, riding my
finger, shoving himself into my mouth.  Because of the way he was
bucking, I could suck him only erratically, but he seem to take him
closer and closer to the edge.

"AAAAwwwwwww...!"

His dry cum hit him so hard my lips hurt as he humped his groin into me.
My finger flew faster, and I tightened my lips around his little dickhead
so my tongue could flick over it again and again.

"AAAAwwwwwwwwwwww..."

As the waves of pleasure left him, he slumped down, and I had to grab him
to keep him from falling against the headboard.  I lowered him down
carefully.

I looked over into the eyes of little Ricky.

"Wow.  He said you could do it good!"  Ricky grinned.  "You sure can!"

The three of us lay there for a little bit.  Ricky and Robert cuddled up
against me, one on each side.  Our breathing moved our bodies into each
other.  My arms went around them.  Who was happier at the moment?  The
two little boys at my sides?  Or the big boy between them?

We lay there too long to play any more that afternoon.  We enjoyed the
warmth and closeness of each other's bodies too much to move, and before
I was ready for it the boys had to head back to Robert's house.

"Robert," I said as they dressed.  "Could Ricky please wear your
Spongebob Squarepants when you come back tomorrow?"

His grin was all the answer I needed.  Little Ricky grinned his answer,
too.  So sweet!

But I had time before my folks got back to crank my dick up again.
Remembering the smooth touch of those two bodies on me, the taste of
those two little dicks, I brought myseld to a huge orgasm.  Not so much
cum this time -- Robert had sucked a lot out of me!  But a huge burst of
sexual pleasure swept over me as my cock throbbed and oozed in my hand.

The boys came running into the store early the next morning, almost as
though they couldn't wait until afternoon.  They were both shirtless, and
I was immediately hard.  And wet.  To think I had been in bed with those
two luscious bodies next to me!

My boss was in the back accepting a delivery, and the only person in the
store left shortly after the boys walked in.  I had cautioned Robert
about saying or doing anything obvious in the store -- we had cameras.
That didn't keep them from looking through all the shelves of candy we
had on display.

Candy.  Yeah.  Delicious, yummy, sweet candy.

They were showing off.  Robert knew what he was doing, and little Ricky
was just copying him.  Ricky's little boytummy protruded above the top of
his shorts, and his little ass filled out those shorts in back
perfectly.

Robert was careful not to go too far, but he was also careful to raise
his arms so I could see his underarms, bend over when he dropped
something so I could see his shorts over his tight butt.  He reached over
once to brush Ricky's black hair from his face.  Remembering the softness
of that hair was all it took to make another wet spot on my briefs.

The boss had come back in before they paid for their purchases.

"This is my cousin, Ricky," Robert said to him.

"Hi there, Ricky -- nice to know you."

And when the boys had left, the boss said, "Damn cute little cousin he'd
got."

And I thought, You have no idea, dipshit.  None.

When I got home, stripped, and went into my bedroom, it was empty.  No
boys.  I suddenly felt empty inside, like I'd been gutted out.  No boys.
Not here.

I put on an old pair of workshorts over my briefs and went out into the
yard.  I hated mowing, especially in the heat of the summer, but that was
one of my jobs.  I was halfway finished with the back when two beautiful
shirtless boys came bounding around the corner of the house.

"Sorry, David," Robert panted.  "Couldn't come... right away.  Had to go
into town... with mom to get stuff."

He halted right in front of me and stopped himself from giving me a hug
when he remembered we were outside.  Not that anybody could see into our
backyard, but you never knew who might be wandering around.

"Can you quit for a while?" he asked.  "I want to show Ricky my place in
the woods.  You come, too."

That's all the invitation I needed.  I put the mower away and followed
two squealing, giggling boys into the woods behind the house.

Going too far into the woods was a no-no for Robert, he'd told me.  But
he'd sworn me to secrecy when he'd told me about his special place there
that nobody knew about, just his own secret place.  There was a small
creek that curved through a little clearing in the middle of the woods,
and he liked to play there.

I didn't have the heart to tell him that I already knew about it; it had
been my "secret place" when I was a kid.

We stopped at the edge of the creek and sat on a log.  Robert was
soon explaining to Ricky how secret this place was, how he should never,
ever, tell anyone he'd been there.  Then he started to show him around
-- showing him where his "castle" had been during some of his play, where
his "lookout" was in a nearby tree, where the best of the smooth rocks
could be found at the edge of the creek.

They looked so cute, running around in and out of the trees, first the
sun reflecting off their smooth skin and then the shade darkening them a
bit.  They waved at me and giggled with each other.  No.  No, not cute.
Pretty.  So damn pretty.  Who knew that little boys could be so pretty?

They came back breathless and sat on the ground in front of me.

"Now we take our shorts off," Robert announced, "and it's just our
underpants."

"Outside?" Ricky asked.  I guess he'd never been outside in only his
underpants before.  I didn't tell them that I hadn't either.  This little
eleven-year-old making me so daring?

But I followed Robert and pulled my workshorts off.  I'd worn the bikini
briefs little Ricky had worn yesterday.

"Wow," Robert said.  He came over and ran his hands over the cotton
around my ass.  "Hey, I like those."

And I liked what I saw, too.  Robert was in his Superman briefs, the "S"
symbol right over his little pouch.  And Ricky.  Damn.  Ricky was wearing
those Spongebob briefs.  They were just the right size for him.  A broad
elastic band around his tiny waist, and the figure of that crazy cartoon
character all over the front of his little groin.  Black bands around the
leg holes.  And that yellow pouch...

Ricky was a little embarrassed because he obviously had a stiffie.
Robert giggled at him and then pulled at his own crotch until his cocklet
was obviously hard.  He looked at me, and I took his cue.  With only a
touch, my cock was making a very nice bulge in those bikinis.

"So we're all hard," Robert giggled.  He ran to the edge of the creek.
"Come on, let's go wading.  Want to do it naked?"

That was okay with me, but little Ricky was afraid someone might see us.

"I do it naked here," Robert said.  But Ricky wouldn't be pursuaded.  The
two little ones waded into the water, about knee deep on Robert, and
began splashing each other.  I followed and joined the fun.  Two wet
little boys and one wet teenager.  What the hell.  It was fun!

I'd lost my hardon when they'd make a point of getting my briefs wet, but
I soon got it back again.  I realized that little Spongebob was pretty
thin material, a lot thinner than the usual cotton briefs.  Damn, so was
Superman.  The wetter the boys got, the more obvious their little
boydicks between their legs.  And when their turned around, those briefs
might as well have been painted on two little round bottoms.

Robert finally just sat down in the cool water, and Ricky soon joined
him.  I swear I could feel my heart swell up inside me watching those two
pretty ones, listening to their chatter and giggles.  Damn.  Is it
possible to love two little boys at the same time?

I sat at the edge of the creek, and the sun gradually dried me and my
briefs.  Eventually the boys got enough of the cool water and joined me.

I reached over when Robert walked close enough and tweaked his dick
through his wet briefs.  He giggled and jumped away.  Little Ricky stood
there expecting the same treat!  So I tweaked his tiny shrunken dicklet,
too.  Ricky giggled, but he didn't move away.  He wiggled his hips so his
little pouch moved in my hand.  I moved my finger under the tight, wet,
edge of the pouch and found his little meat.

Then he got a more serious look on his face.  He turned to Robert.
"Robert," he said plaintively, "I got to peepee."

"Yeah, me, too," Robert agreed.  "Over here," he motioned to Ricky. "This
is where I pee."

Ricky moved to stand next to him, and they struggled to pull their briefs
off.  They were still too wet to remove comfortably.  So first Robert,
then Ricky, pulled the waitsbands down far enough they could get their
dicks out.  Robert's little balls were out, too.  Robert started first,
and Ricky followed.

Two little boys, bottoms wet with those briefs pulled tightly enough
their cracks were obvious.  Two boydicks pouring their streams onto the
ground.  Such a beautiful picture.

Robert left his dick out when he was done and ran over to me.  "Suck me,
David, okay?"

He stood right in front of me, and I sat on the ground.  I held his wet
butt with both hands and sucked his three-and-a-half inch dick into my
mouth.  It was still soft, and I could feel it stiffen up immediately
against my tongue.  I got my lips around the base of it, against his wet
Superman undies, and I sucked.  He was delicious.  A taste of the boypee
first, a little of the sweet creekwater, and a lot of my Robert's
boymeat.

"Me, too; me, too," little Ricky cried as he ran up and stood next to his
cousin.

And so, of course, I gave him his treat, too.  Or, rather, he gave me his
treat.  Such a sweet and oh-so-tiny cocklet, soft and then a hard two
inches.  I alternated between them, holding Robert's still-damp ass with
one hand and Ricky's with the other.

They virtually competed with each other for my mouth.  Finally I got them
close enough that I could take both of them in my mouth at the same
time.  I could get only Ricky's little dickhead in with Robert's dickhead
and a bit of shaft.  But I could tell the sensation of having their
cocklets washed with my tongue at the same time was almost more than they
could take.

They shoved their little boyhood at me, and I flicked my tongue over,
around, between those tasty little globes until their groans filled the
cleaning around us.

"Oooooo yeaaaaa David... ooo gooooood..." Robert's voice was the music I
loved to hear.

"Mmmmmm... oooommmmmm..."  And little Ricky's higher soprano harmonized
perfectly.

And their dry cums began at the same time.  Their little crotches pounded
at me, my upper lip grinding against their smooth hairless pubic mounds,
my lower lip grazing tiny balls...

"OOOoooo Daaaaaavid..."

"MMmmmmm...Aaaaaaaaaaa..."

Two pretty boys.  Not even fully naked.  Feeding me their pleasure.  My
own pouch was filling with precum, and suddenly my own orgasm began.

I could only grunt as I continued to nurse on them.  Oh fuck yes two two
tiny cocklets lovely boys oh yesssss pretty boys yesss awwwwwwwww....
sweetmeat oh yesss... cummminnn...