Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2009 15:08:09 -0800 (PST)
From: solsticeman@yahoo.com
Subject: Caught in the Lower School Bogs Part 14

		      Caught in the Lower-School Bogs
			Made the Loving Last Longer
			   a tale of the 1950's

				    by

				Solsticeman


Davy, the young red-head, recovered quickly and rushed off to his mates to
tell them how great it was to have your cock sucked.

I heard him say...

"... and when I was ready he just held me in his mouth so I could fuck him
there. It was great... bet it' hot and warm in a real girl's cunt. I cant
wait for that!"

I smiled, wasn't it great being able to make someone that happy, and it
didn't cost a penny!

I felt a pat on my bottom, and Gray said...

"Hey you aren't supposed to be that good for anyone else!"

I laughed...

"Did seem a success didn't it!"

"We had better split before they all want one... If I hear "Wow, did you
see him let him fuck his mouth" again I shall get seriously jealous!"

"Well, if you feel like that you can always try it yourself later... I'd be
happy to fit you in!"




"Lets get back to mum, supper will be ready and then a bath and bed"

"Bath?"

"All those dusty play-mats have left me sweaty and grubby... and I like you
squeaky clean!"

"I like you anytime I can get you"

"Well, there you are... Clean in thought, word and deed... we learnt
something tonight!"




When we got back to Gray's his mum was waiting at the front door, looking
up the street. She waved, and when we reached her said...

"I wont ask where you've been or what you've been up to! As long as you are
together you're reasonably safe I suppose, but supper's getting cold."

Then she smiled...

"I'll leave it a bit longer next week"

Gray grinned and said "Not too much longer, we only stayed to be
friendly. There's a lot to hurry back for!"

"I'm sure there is!"




Supper was hot and filling and made us sleepy.

Gray's mum said "I'm sure sleepy isn't a good idea, let me run you a
bath. I dont think that hut has been cleaned since the last time I went
there and that was in 1937!"

Then she looked mock serious...

"Graham's dad had a bath not more than an hour ago, there wont be enough
water for more than one bathful."

"So, its either two skinny baths, or... are you two too old to share a
bath?"

I'm sure I looked bashful, but Gray leapt in with...

"I dont mind if Jeff's OK with that"

"Well, sharing a bath after scouts is a family tradition!"

Then she looked sad and went upstairs. We could hear water running in the
distance.



"What was all that about?"

"Dunno"

She came down again.

"Up you go. I've put a couple of big towels in your room. Strip off and
cwch yourselves with the towels. Then you wont have a floorful of clothes
to get dry." she was smiling again!



We rushed upstairs, stripped off, wrapped ourselves in towels and hurried
to the bathroom.



Gray shut and put the sneck on the bathroom door.

"Just in case me da wanders in.



He dropped his towel beside the bath, and as he turned towards me I was
struck again by his beauty...

"God, you are beautiful Gray!"

"I think I'd prefer to be handsome" he said smugly.

"Its you, young Jeffery, that are young enough to still be beautiful!"

"Me young? I'm older than you!"

"Bet you aren't so!  February 18th '44"

I looked stunned... "Same as me. Fuck me... we're twins! Wait till I tell
your mum, she'll never believe it!"



All that didn't alter the fact that he was still the most beautiful boy I
had ever seen, and I said so.

"Prettier than Davy? That red hair was something wasn't it?"

"There wasn't any where I was looking!", I grinned.

"I guess it really was his first suck... I've never seen anyone faint
before!"

"He said that he'd never done it before, not that it was his first suck"

I said thoughtfully.

"Do you suppose that was the first time someone else had brought him off?,
maybe he fainted because he'd never really had a full-blown cum before!"

"That'd be something! and it was definitely full-blown!"



We got into the bath, Gray at the round end and I had the taps. One was
still too hot and the other too cold, one touch told me that. So I put a
foot either side of Gray and skooted forward towards him. I wrapped my arms
around him to keep my balance.

That resulted in him hugging me to him, so I kissed him. Not a horny kiss,
just a gentle kiss. We stayed like that for a few minutes, just hugging and
occasionally kissing each other's neck. By this stage our cocks were up
ands playing a game of their own. Gray said...

"I hate to mention it but your cock is kissing my cock, should we let
them?"

"My cock apologises to your cock, but claims he cannot help himself!"

"In that case tell your cock that he had better help himself!"

This was all accompanied by swingings of cocks under the water so that they
kept bouncing off each other.  Gray reached into the water and grabbed my
cock, and helped himself. I put my hand on his...

"Down boy, later... we'll need all that later!"

"True, time to wash then."

We soon discovered that it was much easier to wash each other. Elbows
didn't get in the way quite as much that way.

When we had washed each other's front, and Gray had shown me how to wash
under my foreskin, he turned round and said

"Now my back if you please"

I had never washed someone's back before, so broad and smooth, and then I
reached the swelling of his bottom... extraordinary, so firm and soft and
round... I was fascinated by his bottom and my hands lingered...

"I'm glad you are being so thorough" Gray said.

"Everywhere..." and he leaned forward so that his bum-hole winked at
me... I was so hard!

I brought my hand up into his cleft and washed his arse very very
carefully, so carefully my middle finger pressed too hard, and following a
path that Trev had prepared for me many times, it slipped in up to the
knuckle. I fucked him gently with my finger and he looked over his shoulder
and kissed me!"


"That would be nice, but its a first we can leave for another night, yeah?"

"Yeah, we haven't even sucked yet!"

"Indeed so" he said solemnly... "And I have heard you can create a loss of
consciousness with that particular skill, young Jeffery"

I loved the way he called me Jeffery when he was kidding!


We finished up. He washed my back and played with my bum. My bum was as
virgin as young Davy and I felt light-headed as he played with the rim of
my bum-hole.

"Wow, that's going to be one hell of a first" I said.

"You've never been bummed?"

"Nor done it to anyone!"

"Oh wow, that I really must have!"



"Time for bed then!"

We wrapped ourselves in the towels and returned to his bedroom.

He said.

"We'd better say goodnight" and wrapped himself in his dressing-gown and I
put the biggest towel round me, then we slipped down stairs to his mum.



"Hey mam, guess what... Jeff and me, we have the same birthday, we're
twins!"



To my surprise his mum's face crumpled, tears flooded her eyes and she
grabbed the two of us to her...

"That's wonderful, an omen I'm sure, brothers forever, friends forever...

"I'm sure thats what it means"

When she let go again the tears had passed, she wiped her pinny across her
eyes and with a big grin said...

"Off you go, sleep well and have a wonderful night!"

I really was beginning to wonder about his mother. She really was too good
to be true. She couldn't know what we got up to once the door shut, but she
certainly had an instinct for making it perfect!


I went on up, leaving Gray the privacy to give her another hug and a kiss.



Since we left for scouts a jar of cold-cream had appeared on his dresser,
with a note...

"Just in case of any scrapes in the scout hut!, Mum"



"She seemed to think of everything, but that's what mums do I supposed.



Gray reappeared... "She's cheered up... she says for us to have a really
good night... she really does make me wonder!"

"Dont worry about perfection." I said



We got into bed and snuggled until we had warmed up again.

We kissed and stroked each other for a while. Then...

"If you dont mind, my cock is beautifully clean still, and Davy did seem to
enjoy your solo when you played his flute for him"

"Well, so long as we play a duet!"

We giggled and got into a 69 position, or a swaz (or is that soize, I never
saw it written down, even on the bog walls).



As simultaneously as doesn't matter we closed over the other's cock. It
felt as if the mouth closing over Gray's closed over mine at the same
moment. We both paused with the shock of pleasure that rippled through us.

Gray's cock seemed to fill the whole of my being. I wasn't conscious of
anything else, just the warmth, size and feeling of the cock in my mouth. I
ran my tongue around the head and teased at the foreskin with my lips.

He was thrashing about on the bed. My cock had flopped out of his mouth and
I could concentrate on the pleasure that my mouth was working on my love.

Quickly I reversed position again, taking him back in my mouth while lying
between his legs. Then I gently but firmly pulled him on top of me,
supporting his hips with my hands. I wouldn't be able to hold him there for
long, but it didn't look as if it waould take terribly long. The week that
we had waited, the fun behind the scout-hut and the bum-play in the bath
had obviously got him ready, more than ready...

"Fuck me Gray, fuck my mouth... remember its a first Gray... remember!"

Gray picked up the rhythm, and fucked me. The beauty of his skin along
mine, and the slimness of his hips. My fingers on the smooth roundness of
his bum and the tensing of the firmness of his muscles. The beauty of it
was becoming too much for me. I was lying on my back and my eyes were
filling up with tears. I could taste the salt of them flowing back into my
throat, mixing with the sweetness of the juices that were beginning to flow
from him.

His hips were thrusting, and my mind was running the same rhythm...

"Fuck me, love me, fuck me, love me, fuck..."

The end took me by surprise... his hips stilled, his cock seemed to
swell... and my mouth flooded with the sweetness of his love.  I swallowed
and swallowed and swallowed... was there no end to his love?

We lay there, with his cock softening in my mouth and our hearts gradually
slowing. I was still breathing through my nose, and the saltness of the
tears had made my nose run. Things were a complete shambles, and I was
conscious that my love for Gray was still evident in the raging hardness of
my own erection.

"Oh Gray, can love last forever, should it last forever?"




Gray rolled off me, onto his back on the pillow. He reached down and pulled
me up, so that I was within kissing distance.

"Fuck me, now I understand why Davy fainted!"

"And I didn't love Davy, that was just being nice!" I justified!

"Oh I'm glad you did it so well for him... everyone should have one that
good for his first time!"

That's my Gray, too good for this world as my mam says.



"That really was great, but I need to get off, cuddle me while I wank"

I assumed Gray was too shagged to do much to help.

"Did you see what mam left on the dresser?"

"The jar, what about it? we dont need it. I've never used cream to wank,
its messy!"

"Silly bugger, I didn't mean to wank..."

"Bugger me, you silly sod, I want you to... bugger me"

"What?"

"Oh just bugger me, you silly sod... use the cream... fuck me, fuck me !"



I reached out and grabbed the jar. The cream was cold but wonderfully
slippery. I spread some on me and generously into his hole, he made
whimpering noises as I stroked the rim.

He rolled onto his face.  In a muffled voice I heard him saying over and
over ...

"Fuck me love, fuck me, love, fuck me love, Oh fuck me..."



My hips came to rest on the firm roundness of his bum. He spread his legs
as wide as he could in the narrow bed. The stiffness of my cock speared in
towards the centre of the love that he was offering to me. My cock hardly
paused as it slid in to its full length.

Now I was only supported by the rolling softness of his bottom, the firm
but resilient muscles of his bum.

I started to thrust, gently at first, afraid that I might hurt him."

I whispered "Love, sweet, tell me if it hurts and I'll stop"

"Dont you dare, Oh God, I didnt know it was this... Oh its ... harder!"

We whispered softnesses to each other as I fucked him, fucked him and made
love to him. The totality of my love was in the softness of his bum, but my
cock was in charge too. It had waited a lifetime for this moment and it
wasn't going to miss a moment of it.


Just as it all got too much and the rhythm fell apart and my breathing lost
it, he said...

"Cariad, its a first, remember its a first... remember it when we're old"



I exploded, filling the depths of him with my love.



"Oh that was sweet, that was sweet. Do you think they remembered it being
that sweet?"

I could feel his tears running down my arm, mine mingling with his...

"Yes, I'm sure they remember it!"

"Nice, that would be nice!"



I gently withdrew and reached out for one of the towels to wipe us clean.


Gray said... "Wont mam wonder about the mess?"


"No" I said, "I dont think she'll wonder"

"I think she'll be happy for us"

"Happy?"

"Yes happy... she left the cream for us... I dont know why, but she did"



"I love you Gray, and I love your mum!"


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Dylan Thomas, In his poem Jarvis Field says of making love to a girl who
had polio, the scourge of young people when I was a boy...

"The twisting of her limbs made the loving last longer"

I would like to think that also applied to the narrow bed in the boys'
bedroom