Date: Sun, 21 Aug 2011 10:39:52 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Thrre's an Odd Number. Chapter Five.

     The next morning's session in the art class, I was just the same,
fully erect, though with this pose, it could hardly be seen for I was sat
down sideways to the class though the tip of my cock could still be seen if
their angle was right. I fucked and was fucked by Reynard again that
afternoon at his flat and it wasn't until the following day that he came up
with another suggestion for getting rid of my erection in the classroom.
     He almost dragged me into the male toilets and shoved me into one of
the cubicles and with his back to the door, pulled my prick out of my
trousers. Now with just this action gave it cause to rise and up it duly
came for him to then kneel down and take me into his mouth. He wasn't bad
at giving a blow job though it was more of a face fuck for me. For when I
began to reach my peak, I took hold of his head between my two hands and as
he held the base of my shaft, I face fucked him, coming inside his mouth
and almost making him gag for most of it landed in the back of his
throat. But he took it and licked me clean and we then went off to the
class.
     He'd failed in the attempt for as soon as I was put into the posing
position which again involved a mirror, just looking at myself made me
start to rise and so I lasted the whole three sessions again with my cock
sticking right out on front of me.
     `Well that didn't work,' I said to Ralph as I got dressed again. `I've
tried jerking off and even been sucked on, and that was just before coming
into the classroom. I just can't help getting an erection when I'm standing
out there naked.' He had no answer to that and just threw up his hands and
muttered something that I didn't catch but it was something we were going
to both have to live with.
     In spite of having Reynard in constant touch with me, I was still
having three or four girls accompanying me to the canteen for lunch and
wondered what it would be like to fuck a female, and that not being up the
arse. But the fucking of a woman came later for I was more interested in
only dealing with people who had a prick that would please me.
     I was in some kind of a strange situation for though I was supposed to
really be a student of this college, I was allowed to wander around and
look into any class that took my fancy. One that caught my eye was one
class of students that had split up into four separate groups and their aim
was to put together an advert for a fictitious product.
     Two were using only graphics for theirs, one had a couple for a
household cleaning product and the last was doing one of swimwear. This was
the one that interested me and stopped to watch. Now don't forget that I
was only sixteen at the time and I looked at the woman or girl that was
wearing a bikini before a backdrop of a sunny beach and blue sea. I then
opened my big mouth to the person next to me watching them. I didn't know
that this man next to me was the one directing this.
     `If her bikini top was one size smaller she would look much better,
and if he's out in the sun, he should be tanned and not look the pasty
white he is. Besides, he don't fill out the suit at all with that woman
beside him.' The man looked at me and didn't say a word and moved away as I
continued to watch what was going on. He went over to the girl and said
something and she shrugged her shoulders and moved off out of the
lights. He then spoke to the man who began to argue with him and I clearly
heard the words, fuck off. The swim suited man's face looked furious and he
stormed off and out of sight.
     `You! You over there. Odd One or Simon or whatever your name is. Come
here,' and he was beckoning to me. `Odd One sounds strange so it must be
Simon,' he said as I came into the lights.
     `I answer to both names,' I said. `though it really is Simon Friday.'
     `I think I prefer Odd One considering what I've heard,' he said as the
girl came back wearing a smaller top that made her tits look bigger and
really did look much better. `Here,' he said, grabbing at a swim suit. `Put
this on for us to take a picture.'
    I was dumbfounded. I'd only come in to see what was going on in this
class and here I was now being asked to take part. Well that was what I was
here at the college for, so right there in front of those in that section,
I took my clothes off and I heard a few gasps as they saw my naked physique
and of course my reaction to hearing the intakes of breath, started to get
an erection as I struggled to pull up the tight swim suit. It only just
fitted over my hips and I had my erection squashed over to one side and on
looking down, saw that it was quite obvious that I had one.
     `Great!' shouted the man. `Now just look at the girl and smile. You do
the same dear, smile at him and both look happy.' Get that fucking camera
rolling,' he cried to someone else. I did as I was told and stood half
turned towards her and smiled at her as I instinctively put my hand on her
bum as I did so. She didn't flinch and I saw her eyes look down at my front
and she gave me a lovely smile back.
     `Now turn slowly towards me,' the man cried out and keep your hand
where it is. I did this and I heard the girl say as my hand gently moved up
and down over her covered bum.
     `You can keep stroking the back if I can stroke the front,' I heard
her say out of the corner of her mouth and I felt my cock get even harder
and felt my face start to flush when the head of my cock suddenly came out
of the top of my costume.
     `Cut, cut, cut. Well we've got to cut that last part,' the man shouted
and I then moved my hand from the girl's backside and stuffed the head of
my straining cock back inside the swimsuit.
     `Odd One! We'll make a fucking big star of you. Pity we can't use that
last bit which was the best I've ever seen.'
     I finished up doing the whole of their advert for them though they did
use that first shot of me and risked everything on it only cutting it at
the last minute and then you're not quite sure if you actually did see the
tip of my prick emerge from the suit.
     That they won their little competition goes without saying and my name
was now known throughout the college though it was as Odd One Friday.
     But back to the end of this scene. He'd shouted cut and I could see
everybody relax and the girl, whose name was Aurora Dawn. It was a made up
name she told me later for that was what she wanted to be called when she
became famous. I took this with a pinch of salt but she had the figure for
it I must admit. As everybody started to move about, she took hold of my
hand and almost dragged me away from the lights and into a small room that
was obviously used as a changing or dressing room.
     She got right down to business straight away and began to rub the
front of my swimsuit, making my cock ever hard again and as out in front of
everybody, the tip of the head emerged from the top.
     `Wonderful,' she said and quickly pulled down my suit, releasing my
prick which bounced only the once for she caught it in her mouth as she
sank down and it was glorious to have a female do this with us not even
being introduced properly. As she tried to stuff as much of me into her
mouth as possible, I felt daring and leaned over and pulled the strings of
her top free and saw it fall down but couldn't see her tits for her bobbing
head was in the way. I managed to get my hands under her armpits and had to
pull her up off of me, my cock coming out to a squelching noise. Now I
could see those big tits of hers with the hard nipples standing out quite
proud from the darker slightly puckered skin of their aureoles.
     It was only a brief glimpse because they were suddenly squashed
against my chest as she pulled me close to her, the action bringing my cock
up to be squashed too between our bodies.
     `God, I've wanted a cock like this for some time,' she breathed out
very theatrically as she moved her body sideways in a rubbing motion. She
suddenly released me and bent down as she pulled the bikini bottoms down
and straightened up as she stepped out of them, me feeling for the first
time, a pubic bush brushing my stomach without there being a hard prick
there too.
     `Now Odd One, now,' she cried as she dragged me down onto the floor
and with her legs opening, I had no trouble finding my lower half in
between them. She pulled at my arms and I moved too and felt my cock
sliding up her inner thigh and I could feel that she was wet there and my
cock had a mind of its own for it was like the glide path for an aircraft.
     I was expecting the tight resistance as I got when fucking a man's
arsehole, but she was like a flower and the petals just unfolded with the
warmth of the sun and took me inside of her with much ease. A Venus Fly
Trap more likely for she had more muscles there than a man had in his
backside. It was hot, wet and felt like some slippery clamp trying to grip
my tool as it moved up inside her. Even though this was the first woman I'd
ever got round to fucking, I still had a job of stifling the laughter when
I recalled a joke one of the farm hands told us during one of the harvests.
     Having a woman is like having a KFC chicken takeaway. You have
delicious breasts, plump tender thighs and a big greasy bucket to throw
your bone into. It wasn't that far off the mark I thought as I came up onto
my elbows and began to fuck this almost unknown woman beneath me. The joke
itself helped for it made me slow down and just think of Reynard or Peter,
or Alan, Barry and Bert if it came to that I said to myself for you've got
to give a good showing of yourself if you want to get along in this
business.
     At first, I couldn't understand her sudden urgency, the clutching at
my shoulders, her nails digging into my flesh, her bucking up and down
under me as though she was trying to throw me off and yet clamping my cock
as hard as she could as she bounced up and down on that hard floor.
     Slow as ever on the uptake and it wasn't until she gave out a big
shudder, her back arched up off the floor before she suddenly went almost
limp did I realise that this was what I'd been told of the female side of
her coming, an orgasm. The word taking quite a few seconds to come to my
mind. I hadn't had to move at all during her throes but just stay firmly
inside her until she settled herself back down. Then I began to move again
and I think it was because of her having come, made her rather wet inside
which didn't excite me that much and so just kept plugging away at her. She
began to moan again and soon she was bucking again but I couldn't hold back
any longer and as she began to shudder, so did I and I think we both came
at the same time.
     Sweat was pouring off us both as both our chests were heaving, her
breasts straining up against me and she pulled my head down and gave me a
breathless kiss.
     `What a man,' she said, her eyes positively shining as her hands roved
over my arm and shoulder muscles. `Strong and a big cock.'
     `I'm not really a man yet,' I said, my cock still twitching inside
her. `How old do you think I am?'
     `About twenty, with arms and shoulders like this and the cock that
you've still got up inside me,' she said.
     `No. I'm sixteen,' and I saw her eyes go a little wider, `and you
might not believe this, but it's true. You're the first woman that I've
ever been with.'
     `Bullshit!' she cried, her eyes even wider and I felt her vagina
muscles squeeze me. `With a cock and a fuck like I've never had
before. You're having me on.'
     `Honest, and it's you having me on. On top of you,' I said with a
smile.
     `Then let me see that gorgeous prick again,' she said, giving me a
push and so I slipped out of her and rolled over onto my back. My cock
still throbbing, all wet and shiny, laying up on my stomach. She rose up
onto her elbow and looked at it before moving again and took hold of it and
stuck it into her mouth. She made funny sounds in her throat as she sucked
and tongued it. `You taste good too,' she said between her gobbling on
me. But she'd soon cleaned it with her sucking and licking and finally let
me go. `The girls are not going to believe this,' she said as she got up
from the floor, her tits swinging nicely as she did so.
     I got up as well and she took a robe off of a hook fixed to the back
of the door and put it on as I struggled back into the swimsuit.
     `I...I'd better go and get dressed. My clothes are still outside.' I
gave her a shy smile. `Thank you for having me,' and she laughed at what
I'd said.
     `I really do believe that this was your first time,' she said moving
up and putting her hands on my shoulders and giving me a big kiss. `Let's
make me the second one too,' she said on releasing me and I stammered my
thanks again and went out of that small dressing room and retrieved my
clothes and hurriedly got the swimsuit off and my own clothes back on
     Aurora came out of the room and said that she would get some still
pictures of that piece of film and would give me a copy. Again I said my
thanks and went off.
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     I was just about to leave that afternoon with Reynard when she came
hurrying up to me and gave me an envelope and a kiss. `This is of the very
last frame and well worth having,' and gave me another kiss and went off.
     `What was that about?' Reynard asked me.
     `Oh. I just did a small advert thing they were doing,' I replied.
     `What's in the envelope?'
     `A picture of us together,' I said.
     `Well, let's have a look then,' and so I pulled out the glossy photo
and he took it out of my hand to have a look. `Wow! You can see the head of
your cock sticking out. Did she see it?'
     `See it?' I laughed. `She not only saw it but had it ten minutes
later.'
     `You went and fucked her?' he asked with a look on his face that I
couldn't fathom. I realised later that it was jealousy.
     `Yes. It's the first time that I've fucked a woman,' I said.
     `And what did you think of it?' he asked and I could see the petulant
expression on his face and understood that previous look.
     `Not as good as fucking you,' I said in a whisper because other people
were passing us by. That look left his face and he smiled and took my arm.
     `Then let's go and we can do it together,' he said, and so we left and
went to his flat and did just that. Telling him as I rode him from behind
that he was a much tighter fit and better to fuck than she had been which I
think pleased him. He pleased me by telling me that I was the best that
he'd ever had fuck him and also the best that he'd ever fucked.
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     I was back at the hostel in time for dinner and Peter and Paula were
pleased for me that I'd been in my first photo shoot and showed them the
picture.
     `What a handsome man you make,' Paula gushed and Muriel echoed her
words. Peter was holding the picture and he gave me a sideways glance.
     `Is that what I think it is?' he asked, pointing to the top of the
swimsuit, not letting the girls see where his finger was. My face felt as
if it was going a bit red and nodded. `Well they certainly won't be showing
that in the finished product,' he said. I agreed with him. I leaned closer
to him so that I could whisper in his ear. `I even got to fuck her. My
first woman,' I said, quite pleased with myself. He gave out a laugh and
slapped me on the back.
     `Well done Odd One,' he cried.
     `Yes, well done,' echoed the girls, them thinking he was
congratulating me on my first shoot. There's a pun in that somewhere, even
two maybe.
     We had dinner and later in bed with Peter, I told him all of the gory
details as he fucked me and he later admitted to having fucked Muriel again
though using a condom this time.
     There's more to come about that particular picture which I will come
to shortly. Meanwhile, the four of us had been given a personal welfare
officer to oversee us during our sort of probationary period and mine was a
Miss Donna Fairchild. She was about thirty years old and quite good
looking. Brunette hair, blue eyes, a nice nose and a couple of inches
shorter than me. I was still growing and stood about five foot eleven now
and weighed around one hundred and sixty pounds, so she had to look up to
me when she spoke.
     She knew of this award I was to receive and had found out that it was
due to take place in a week's time, on the Tuesday. So I was to have that
day off from the college and also the Monday afternoon so that she could
get me fitted out with a hired suit for this occasion.
     I carried on posing every morning in different positions but still
kept getting this erection and wondered if it would ever stop. It did
eventually but that was after three months of being naked in front of an
audience. Even then, it was still big enough to appear exaggerated in some
of the drawings that the students did. It was on the Friday that I told
Ralph that I wouldn't be at the College on the Tuesday, saying that I had
an appointment that couldn't be put off, not telling him the
reason. Reynard was disappointed too especially when I said we would miss
Monday too which put him into a sulk. But we still fucked each other that
Friday afternoon.
     Peter and the girls were excited too when Tuesday came round for they
would be going with me to the palace, having been fitted as well for the
occasion. Donna Fairchild came too for she organised the car and I had a
churning stomach when the car was passed through the gates of Buckingham
Palace. This churning got bigger when we were well inside the palace and I
was taken aside and explained how to act in the presence of the Queen.
     There were other awards to be made but mine was the only George Cross,
so there were at least sixteen other people there apart from the household
staff and guests. I was surprised at how small the Queen really was when
she came into the throne room, flanked by Prince Philip and aides. I was to
be the first and so didn't have a chance to see how any of the others would
react and I was trembling from head to toe when I was beckoned forward to
stand before Her Majesty. She was standing a step higher than me so we were
really on eye level and she smiled at me and it made me feel a little
better. But I know that my face began to go red when the major domo beside
me read out the citation. I didn't get all the wording but it was roughly
as follows.
     "During the Saturday afternoon on the fifth of May last year, Simon
Friday was nearby to a road accident that caused most of a building to
collapse, trapping ten persons inside. He was one of the first to enter the
half ruined building and helped get out some of those caught in the falling
debris. There were four people still underneath this rubble when a side
wall of two stories was seen to be moving and threatening to collapse on
people already trapped there. Aware of the danger to them, Simon, putting
himself into the same position, went on his own and supported that falling
wall and held it up for over fifteen minutes whilst others pulled the last
four people to safety. Only when they were clear did Simon leave the wall
and attempt to get out, but was himself caught by the collapsing wall and
suffered minor injuries. If it hadn't been for this heroic action,
disregarding his own danger, the four trapped people would surely have
died. So for this brave act, Simon Friday is being awarded the highest
decoration given to civilians for outstanding bravery in the face of
danger, the George Cross" I was beckoned one step closer to the Queen who
smiled at me, well she had smiled all through the reading, and took this
medal off a flunkey and put it onto the hook that had been fixed to my
lapel earlier.
     `We congratulate you Simon Friday for an act of bravery in one so
young,' she said. I bowed and saw her hand come forward towards me and I
couldn't remember what I was supposed to do, so as the palm was facing
downwards, I took hold of it and kissed the back of her hand. I released it
and giving another bow, walked backwards to where the others stood.
     To my surprise, I was beckoned forward again and the major domo pushed
me up those two carpeted steps to stand between the Queen and Prince and
had my picture taken. I stammered out a few words of thanks and was glad to
return to the others who all had big smiles on their faces.
     We were then ushered out so others could get their awards and I had to
sign a book and before I knew it, we were back outside where I had my
picture taken again, holding the box I had been given that held the
medal. Not just a picture, but quite a few for most of those outside were
of the press and also I noticed that some cameras there that had logos of
the television channels on them. I had microphones thrust into my face and
questions asked which I answered as best I could, playing down the role I
had played.
     "Shy reluctant hero" was the headline in the evening paper with my
picture there on the front page. There were more other titles they used and
it was also on the front page of quite a few of the daily papers the next
morning. We watched the evening news in the lounge of the hostel and I was
embarrassed again at the number of people there who knew that it was me on
the news. I had my hand shook many times before we escaped into the
cafeteria for dinner.
     Peter took the piss out of me in our room when we undressed for bed
and it was the first and only time that he knelt down before me and kissed
the head of my cock. Then on the bed he said that as I already had the
cross of St George, I was about to receive the sword of St Peter and
immediately stabbed and penetrated me with his prick.
     Now that it was all over, I was glowing inside and loved having
Peter's sword do the honours and had him stay inside me as I lay down flat
and made me come all over the sheets as he fucked me.

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