Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2002 20:19:13 +0000
From: leopardix IV <leopardix@hotmail.com>
Subject: Stall Story 3 - Happy Holidays (t/b, mast, oral, anal)

DISCLAIMER: the following FICTIONAL story contains vivid descrpiptions of
sex between a teenager and a young boy. If this is offensive to you, or
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Other than our meeting in the forest, and a couple of quick oral sessions in
the toilets at lunchtime, I was hardly getting a chance to play with James
the way I wanted to, so I was delighted when another chance for fun came up.
Each year, the school organised a trip to the south of France to ski. It was
expensive, but fortunately my parents were wealthy enough that I could go
each year, and most years I would share a room with my friend Paul, who was
always up for a bit of fun. What was great this year was that as I looked
down the names of the kids going, I saw James' name in the middle, and my
heart leapt. I now knew that this trip would be far more fun than any yet,
and my excitement grew as we came closer to the time to go.
When we got to the hotel, Paul and I managed to get put into the same room
again, and dumped our bags on the bed to have a look around. It was quite a
well appointed room, with a large, deep bath which you could actually sit up
in. I managed to get first go in the bath, to soak away the aches of a long
coach trip across France, and settled down into the hot water, idly playing
with myself. After about five minutes, as I was drifting slightly into
sleep, I heard a knock on the door of our room, followed by some mumbled
words. I recognised James' voice, and figured that he had come to see what
our room was like. Within a couple of minutes, though, I heard panting, and
rhythmical squeaking coming from the bed on the far side of the room. I
would have gone to investigate, but the water was really warm, and I had a
fair idea of what was going on in there anyway. A short while later, a high
squeak and a hard grunt told me that both had come, and then a couple of
minutes after that a timid knock came at the door. I called for whoever it
was to come in, and James pushed the door of the bathroom back against the
wall.
I nearly came at the sight that was in front of me -- James was only wearing
a tiny t-shirt and white socks. His little tanned dick was still hard, and
there was a trickle of cum and lube running down the inside of his right
leg. His face had a dreamy, half-asleep look on it, his eyes half closed.
`Want to get in and clean up?' I asked.
He nodded sleepily, before shedding what clothes remained and joining me in
the bath. He sat at the far end, luxuriating for a moment, before he stood
and moved to my end. His hard-on was mere inches from my face, but I didn't
have a chance to suck on it as James put his legs to either side of me and
lowered himself until his open hole was resting on the head of my dick. He
slowly let go with his legs and slid down the length of my rock-hard shaft
until he was sat on my lap. Rather than starting to move up and down, he
simply leaned forward and hugged me squashing his dick and balls between our
bodies. For a while, we just held each other, his head resting on my
shoulder, and I thought he was going to fall asleep. But, just before I
lifted us both out of the bath, James started to move up and down on top of
me. The feeling was incredible, with water rushing in and out of his ass on
every stroke, and I could tell that it was just as exciting for James as he
started moaning quite loudly. I was worried that we were making too much
noise, but fortunately it didn't last long, as we both came quickly. When I
looked down, I was surprised to see a tiny trail of semen attached to the
end of James' penis, and realised he must have started having wet orgasms
since I last had the opportunity to play with him. I made a mental note to
get a taste of that cum before the week was out.
It wasn't long before I had the chance to do just that. James and I rested
in the bath for a while longer, before I lifted us both out, and placed the
very sleepy little boy on the floor. I dried him with my towel, paying
special attention to his little two inches, now soft. I was amazed when it
sprang back into life, rapidly hardening back to three inches. It was still
hairless, and the foreskin extended a centimetre or so past the end, even
when fully hard -- just how I like them. I was in control now, and leant
forward, taking the whole shaft into my mouth, sucking up and down and
rolling the skin back with my tongue. James could only take a couple of
minutes of this treatment before he moaned and a little jet of semen hit the
roof of my mouth. I was amazed he could produce anything after having been
fucked twice in the last hour, but he seemed capable of going on forever,
being satisfied all the time. His cum tasted wonderful -- it was salty like
the cum of older boys, but also had a juicy tang to it that I couldn't get
enough of. But James needed his rest -- he was nearly dead on his feet, so I
put his clothes on him, and dressed myself quickly before taking him back to
his room.
The next day was uneventful, just involving picking up skis and looking
round the town, with a little bit of skiing in the afternoon for the more
experienced among us. But it was the evening I was looking forward to, as we
were left to our own devices, and that inevitably meant seeing James again.
Paul and I were in our room after dinner, lounging around on our beds,
reading and chatting when there was a knock on the door. I opened it to a
wonderful sight -- James was stood there grinning, a devilish look in his
eyes, and with him was a slightly older boy, who was introduced to me as
Matt, James' room-mate, who was 13. Matt looked nervous, and James explained
that he as interested in doing some of the stuff that we did, so he brought
him along. Matt was ushered in, and Paul indicated that I should introduce
him to the pleasures we enjoyed, as he preferred mostly preteen boys. The
lad sill looked nervous, so I told him to relax, and said that I wouldn't
hurt him or do anything he didn't want me to. I sat him down on the bed, and
thought I'd start with something he was bound to enjoy -- sucking off. I
unbuckled his jeans, and pulled them and his boxer shorts down to his
ankles. When I looked up, I was greeted with a gorgeous penis. It was
already hard, and quite fat, though not very long at only four inches. He
was uncut, for which I said a silent thanks to the creator, and had a tiny
tuft of very fine, soft, dirty-blonde pubic hair at the base of his dick. I
reached forward from my kneeling position in front of him, and took it into
my hand -- it was amazing, with a lovely softness to it, and an incredible
amount of heat. I wanked him for a moment, before leaning forward and taking
it into my mouth. Matt started to ask what I was doing, but his question was
cut short by a gasp as I rolled back his foreskin and ran my tongue around
his head. He was inexperienced, so it didn't take long for him to start
cumming, and he pumped several hot bursts of semen into my mouth. It didn't
taste as nice as James' had, but I still swallowed greedily anyway, and I
looked up to see that he had fallen back on the bed in exhaustion, still
breathing hard.
James and Paul had been watching from the other bed, and I turned round to
find Paul's head in the younger boy's lap, and a dreamy look on the
preteen's face as he was expertly sucked off. I interrupted them to ask if
James wanted to be Matt's first partner in a fuck, and the boy nodded
eagerly, jumping off the bed and racing over to our side of the room. Matt
had come round, and I explained to him that he was going to fuck James.
After the initial disgust, and wondering how it would happen, Matt was
convinced, if a little unsure of the situation, and James lay on his back,
lifting his legs into the air exposing an anus that was already opening in
anticipation. Matt's dick had come to life again, and I gave it a liberal
coating of lube, which made him shudder slightly with pleasure. I explained
how it would happen, and Matt got on all fours, edging closer to James. When
he was close enough, I grabbed his hot, hard four inches, and guided him
into position, before telling him to push forward with his hips. He entered
in one fluid motion, and the gaps from both boys told me they both enjoyed
the feelings this produced. Matt got the idea quickly, and before long he
was pumping in and out of James' ass quickly, building both of them to a
stunning climax.
With James' orgasm, a trickle of his golden cum ran out onto his stomach,
and I leaned forward and eagerly lapped it up. Matt made a face at what I
had done, but James explained that it was a great taste and he should try
some. Matt looked uncertain, but James insisted that he try some. The older
boy eventually agreed, and asked who he was going to lick it off. This
brought a riot of giggles from James, who explained when he had calmed down
that Matt had to suck on one of our dicks to get the stuff to come out. Matt
was immediately put off the idea, but James' insistence meant that he ended
up agreeing, and I was chosen as the lucky recipient of the blow-job. James
talked Matt through it, as the teenager knelt between my legs, holding my
dick with both hands and putting the head in his mouth. It wasn't the best
I'd ever had, but the sight of the boy knelt between my legs with his soft
dick dangling, and another boy to my right, furiously masturbating at the
sight in front of him, made me cum quite quickly. I only just had time to
warn him, but he swallowed all of my huge load, only letting a little slip
out onto his lips, which he quickly licked back in.
I thought that he would surely have had enough, but it seemed that now that
Matt had started, he wanted everything. If I'd been amazed that he swallowed
my load, I was astounded when he asked if he could be fucked. I had to ask
him if that was what he'd really said, and he answered by nodding eagerly, a
grin splitting his face. The boy had come to us totally inexperienced in
sex, and now, within half an hour, he wanted to be fucked. But I was never
one to refuse a fuck, especially when my partner would be a boy this cute,
so I eagerly agreed. First though, we had to get his ass ready for its first
forceful intrusion, and that meant plenty of lube and time to loosen his ass
up.
I started by getting Matt to get on his hands and knees and arch his back,
presenting a tight sphincter to me. I lubed up a couple of fingers, and
pressed on the hole with one of them. Ever so slowly, Matt's ass opened up
and let my finger in, though he was still very tight, and it took a while,
and a lot of encouragement from me to relax, before I could get the finger
all the way in. Seeing as I was in, I thought I'd find his prostate and show
him why we were doing this. I found that hard little lump, and stroked it,
eliciting a shiver of delight form Matt, whose dick suddenly jumped to full
attention beneath him, pulsing with his heartbeat. I worked the finger round
for a while, until I could easily slide it in and out, before I attempted a
second finger. This was harder for him to take, and his anus tensed up
slightly, before I was able to relax him with the finger that was already in
there, and slide the second in up to its first knuckle, and eventually all
the way in. I worked these fingers around for a few minutes, and Matt began
to really loosen up as he got pleasure from the stretching. After a while
doing this, I decided he was loose enough for me to start replacing my
fingers with my dick -- I'm not extremely wide, so it wouldn't take much for
me to get in. I told him to stay relaxed, and quickly lubed up my dick with
my free hand, before sliding out my fingers and quickly replacing them with
my dick. I only got half way in before Matt tightened up and I had to stop
for fear of hurting him, but I had expected this, and stayed hard and pumped
in and out a little to gradually regain the looseness. Five minutes of this
and I was getting almost all of myself in before having to pull out, and
Matt's ass was beginning to feel really good. I decided he had had enough of
holding himself up, so rolled onto my back, taking him with me and fucking
him from beneath. James didn't want to be left out, and cheekily climbed
onto Matt to suck his dick in the 69 position. Matt soon got the idea, and
sucked James' little dick into his mouth. I was in heaven -- I was under two
boys who were sucking each other off, and I was buried in the ass of one of
them. My rhythm in and out of Matt's ass set the pace for the sucking and it
wasn't long before Matt started to shake, and then went rigid as he started
pumping into James' mouth. His anal spasms set my orgasm off, as I was
squeezed so tight I thought Matt might take my dick off. It was a wonderful
feeling though, and Matt almost passed out on top of me in pleasure. James,
though, wasn't finished, and almost forced Matt off me, pulling my dick out
of the boys ass, which released a virtual flood of my cum. The younger lad
knelt over me and almost forced his dick into my mouth. It didn't take much
encouragement for me to suck, and before long I was sampling the sweet boy
cum that I had first tasted the day before.
By now we were truly exhausted, and all fell into sleep fairly quickly. I
only awoke when I felt another mouth on my dick. But that, and the rest of
the week, was another story...