Date: Sat, 21 Nov 2015 17:20:06 +0000
From: niftyaccount27@yahoo.com
Subject: New life with Denholm- submission 11

Hello readers. Again, I apologise for these episodes being produced so
slowly but my work keeps me too busy for me to write more. I intended to
write over last weekend but events on the Friday regarding Paris took my
attention away from writing.

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From last chapter:

"My turn tonight though." Matty pointed out, moving closer to me as if he
were claiming me as his own.

"Then it's my turn.." Sam responded.

"Turn?" I asked, laughing at the implication that I was being considered as
an object passed around the three of them.

"Denholm, you wanting a 'turn'?" I asked, Receiving a laugh from each of
them.

"You belong to me anyway, I can use you when I want." He joked, with an
evil grin, moving away from the serious nature of the previous
conversation.

We carried on talking for about half an hour until we'd finished eating,
then Matty and Sam offered to wash up, with Sam making sure to tell me with
a menacing look,

 "make sure you're ready when we get upstairs."

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As Denholm and I reached the third floor, I stopped him, reaching out to
his hand and facing him.

"You never told me you were bullied. You want to talk about it?"

He looked up hesitantly, clearly not wanting to go into it. "Maybe another
time. But I'm fine."

"Sure?"

"Yeah, come on, we have to get ready." He responded with a dubious smile.

I had no idea what was going to happen that night, but a part of me
suspected him and the others had been planning for it, and were eager to
start. It was only eight o'clock, and I wasn't expecting the twins to go to
bed any time soon, given they'd be leaving the next day.

I sat on the bed while Denholm moved about the room, grabbing towels from
the bathroom along with moisturiser. He also opened the window, which was a
good idea since it was the middle of summer, making the whole house, the
top floor in particular, really warm.

 As he opened the window a small gust of wind stroked his face, causing his
hair to flutter and his eyes to blink. The sunset was visible from the
window he was standing at, creating a radiating glow in the room and a
slight silhouette of Denholm on the carpet between us. In that moment I
didn't think I'd seen anything closer to perfection. I felt the urge to
take a picture on my phone and take a picture, (typical example of my
generation) but thought against it, opting instead to savour the moment and
take it all in.

He turned around as I gazed at him warmly, Our eyes now fixed on each
other. He then walked slowly over to where I was sat on the bed, and
climbed onto my lap facing me, his knees on the bed either side of me,
retaining eye contact as he moved. Our foreheads touched gently, with
breath from his nose passing slowly between us. He grabbed both of my hands
and locked his fingers around mine, bringing my right hand up, kissing the
remnants of the scared knuckles. He noticed the writing on my hand, the
number that this Jordan kid had given me.

"You leave for a few hours and people are giving you their numbers aay?" He
said with a grin.

I smiled at his implication, then said, "Actually this ones for you." Which
received a confused look from him. "I met someone your age on the bus
today, he's going to be in your year group when you go back to school. He
says if you want to go out with him and his friends you're welcome to."

"How did he know who I was?" He asked, worryingly.

"The principle told everyone that someone was joining the school. They
don't know what happened, don't worry."

He sighed, clearly relieved. Then paused again, before finding my line of
sight, "Do I tell them I'm gay... or should I keep it from them?"

"Tell them if you want to. You've got nothing to be ashamed about. But if
anything happens like it did at your last school, you've got to tell me,
and I'll handle it. Okay?"

"Yeah... But I think I might keep it to myself for a bit. It's just going
to make it harder to fit in if they find out."

I nodded understandingly, "Well, by what I've seen of Jordan, he's
alright. Just stick with them, and they'll be fine with you."

I took his phone from the bed next to us, and put Jordan's number in the
contacts.

"Maybe text him later, ask to go out someday?"

"I will. Thanks for this."

Moments later, the unmistakable sound of excited footsteps pounded the
stairs until the twins barged in, already topless.

Here we go...



"Wooooah you weren't supposed to start yet." Matty said, looking over at
Denholm sitting on my lap.

"Don't worry, he's all yours for now." Denholm responded.

"Thanks..." I laughed.

"Right! Everyone get your clothes off!" Sam demanded, attempting to take
charge.

"Matty you're with James first and Denholm you're with me. Then we'll swap
after."

I glanced over at Matty who responded with a smirk, as he walked over to
me, grabbing my hand an pulling me over to the bed.

We stood at the side, I found his cock and began stroking it, lightly
gripping the soft flesh of his foreskin. Matty managed to do the same to
me, before pushing me onto the bed. He then climbed on after me, draping
his upper body above me with his legs either side of my head, his balls
inches from my face. The next thing I felt was the warmth of his mouth
encompassing my cock head.

Looking over at Denholm, he rolled his eyes at matty's eagerness, before
Sam asked him if he wanted to suck him first. He agreed and knelt down and
got to work on Sam immediately, looking at me seductively as he devoured
inch by inch of Sam's swelling member.



Overcome by the feeling of my dick being swallowed by his warm, moist
mouth, I slammed my head into the pillow and quietly said, "Ohh god Matty."
as I relaxed my muscles and moved into a more comfortable position. He
moved his head up and down, his tongue working the head at any
opportunity. I felt his hand move from the base and down to cup my balls,
sliding his warm fingers between them, causing me to shiver. He then
stopped sucking, and instead opted to lick every inch of me, as I put my
hand out and rubbed along his rib cage, down on to his butt and back up
again. Fuck his ass was nice. It wasn't as 'bubble' like as Denholms, but
nevertheless it was smooth and perfectly shaped, with dimples on each
cheek. I couldn't complain about my view, as I looked up to see Matty's
cock hanging above me, tempting me to take it into my mouth. I did just
that, and reached up with my left hand, pulling the tip to my lips, as a
string of precum dragged across my chin.

He began interchanging his motions, sucking, then licking, then back to
sucking again. I did the same with his dick, taking time to drape my tongue
across the seam connecting his balls to his hole, causing him to moan. I
was going to explode if he kept sucking, and thought it would be too soon
to do so, so stopped him gently by sitting up slightly and pulling his
shoulders back.

He wiped a small amount of precum from his lips and said "aww man, I could
suck that all day," he moaned as he climbed off me and lay next to
me. "What next?"

Before I could answer, Sam interrupted, "James? Will you show me how to
fuck Denholm?"

I turned around to face him and Denholm, who were now stood next to the
bed.

"Yeah if that's what you both want. Denholm lie down on your back, and I'll
show him what to do."

He nodded, but gave me a look of 'are you sure?'

I nodded back inconspicuously, before shifting along to give them enough
room on the bed. I grabbed the bottle of moisturiser that Denholm had
brought in earlier, and squirted a generous amount onto my left hand. I
reached down to Sam's already wet cock, and began stroking and covering it
with a layer of the cold, thick liquid. "Fuck that's cold." He said,
pulling back in reaction.

"It'll soon warm up." I winked, before squirting another load onto my index
and middle finger and directing them towards Demholm's cheeks which he'd
conveniently raised from the bed. He too shivered from the coldness as I
began gently massaging his hole, pushing slightly to coat his insides with
moisturiser. I handed the tube to Sam and asked if he wanted to try, which
he eagerly agreed to, as he copied my actions and quickly inserted his two
fingers into Denholm, who winced slightly, before telling Sam to slow down
a little. "You've got plenty of time Sam!" I laughed, as he slowed down.

When I noticed he'd managed to reach up to his last knuckle, I said, "If
Denholm's ready, try and do the same with your dick, just not too fast
remember."

He complied, and positioned himself so his thighs were touching Denholm's
cheeks, and his tip resting in his ass crack. He held the base of his cock,
and aimed it at the opening. I thought the look of concentration on his
face was quite funny, and it was nice to see Sam acting not so
confidently. I almost questioned whether it was actually him or Matty,
causing me to look over my shoulder to find Matty, who was mesmerised by
watching what was unfolding in front of him.

Sam's tongue began sticking out, as he became frustrated that he couldn't
accurately find Denholm's hole.

"Don't worry, it's hard the first time." I said, before asking, "want me to
put it in?"

He agreed and moved his hands onto Denholm's thighs as I reached in to
direct him in the right place.

Denholm sighed as Sam's cock head touched his hole and moaned, "that's it"

"Now push slowly." I said, moving my hand away from the action.

I couldn't see how far he was at this point, but Denholm's reaction assured
me he was doing fine.

I seemed to be caught in a trance at what was happening. I was unbelievably
turned on by seeing Denholm being fucked by Sam, a little jealous, I'll
admit, but certainly turned on.

I'd completely forgotten about Matty, who by this point was also staring at
his brother slowly humping with his eyes closed, his breath increasingly
deepening.

I looked over at him, and asked what he wanted to do.

"I'll have what Denholm's having." He said with a persuasive smile.

"What? Really?"

"Yeah. Just go slowly. I've never done anything like this before."

He then grabbed the moisturiser and told me to open my palm, before
squiring some on my hand and his own, allowing me to cover my own swelling
cock, which in all honesty, was lubed up well enough already. He reached
behind and began stroking his own hole, his eyes shut as he pushed his
fingers in deeper and deeper.

"Turn around" I suggested.

He did so, lying face down on the bed next to Denholm, who looked over and
smiled, his face plastered with pleasure.

"I'm going to go in slowly, tell me if it hurts too much okay?"

"Okay."

For the next few minutes, I gradually pushed myself into him, inch by inch,
until my cock was completely engulfed in Matty's tight asshole.

"How's that?"

I didn't get a reply as such, rather a few moans of pleasure or pain, I
couldn't tell the difference.

"Is it hurting?"

I received a verbal response this time, although it was still hard to hear
him as he muttered, "It's so good, mmm move about more."

I did as he asked, and slowly pulled out again, my dick reemerging
gradually. I pushed back again, this time a little quicker than the last
time, and did this several times until I'd picked up to a pace similar to
Sam's own thrusts into Denholm.

A few minutes later, Sam said he was about to cum, and told Denholm to get
ready. This made myself and Matty open our eyes, neither of us wanting to
miss it.

"Clench your butt muscles Denholm" I said, causing him to open his eyes and
faintly nod.

He must have listened to me, as Sam said seconds later , "Jesus fuck me
that's tight." His eyes now forced shut, and his eyebrows raised in a
dream-like state of pleasure.

"Mmmmhh ahhhh." He blurted out, followed by a few, long thrusts, before
pulling out and collapsing on the bed, in the small gap between Denholm and
Matty.

This took me over the edge, but before I could stop myself, my body took
over and I too squirted, what I felt, was at least 4 loads of cum into
Matty.

"Shiiit man...." I sighed. "Sorry I didn't warn you. I wasn't planning on
doing that so soon."

I pulled out, and Matty turned around, pulling me back onto him, this time
chest to chest.

"That was one of the best feelings I've ever had." He said, his eyes still
half shut. "And it feels nice having your cum inside and of me. When will
it come out?"

I laughed at his last comment, before telling him gravity would sort that
out. I then rolled over to the edge of the bed, so we were all lying side
by side.

We lay there exhausted, facing the ceiling and breathing heavily. We must
have all fallen asleep because about an hour later, I woke up and we were
all in exactly the same position as we'd been in beforehand.

I sat up to check what time it was; 9 o'clock. My movement seemed to wake
Sam, who also sat up and them announced with a devious grin,

"Time for round two."

To be continued...

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End of chapter 11.