Date: Fri, 9 May 2008 10:02:01 -0500
From: Charles Hughes <the.empty.room@hotmail.com>
Subject: TOMAS AND THE DICK - Chapter 10  (M/t/b  t/b/b  oral anal)

This story is completely fiction.  It describes the relationships among
boys, a young teen and younger boys, and in this chapter an adult.  If this
offends you, or if you are not 18 years of age, or if it is illegal where
you reside to read such material, you must leave.

Copyright 2008 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved

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TOMAS AND THE DICK - Chapter 10  (M/t/b  t/b/b  oral anal)



On each of the following mornings Carl followed Tomas into the shower.  He
didn't seem to care, anymore, that Richard was there; Benny was often
there, too.  Tomas would first lather Richard's back.  Once Benny came over
to get lathered up, too.  But each morning Carl, who always stood under the
showerhead right next to Tomas, waited.  He would turn his back to Tomas
and wait to feel the warm lather slide from his shoulders to his ass.  He
would lay his head back onto the teen's chest and wait for the fingers to
find his hard little peter.  Each morning, Carl started the day with a dry
cum that shook him to his very core.

The little eleven-year-old continued to sit next to Tomas as often as he
could in the dining hall or around the campfire.  Richard teased Tomas
about his "other boyfriend," but he thought it was nice that Tomas was
admired in such a way.  Carl may admire him, Richard thought to himself,
but I fuck him.

Carl woke up in the middle of the night, sitting upright in bed and
shaking.  Somebody rushed to his side and sat on the edge of his bed.  It
was Tomas.

"You okay, buddy?" he asked.  "You were moaning pretty loud.  A nightmare?"

Carl nodded.

Tomas put his arm around the boy and hugged him.  "It's all gone now,
though."

Carl lay his head on the bare chest of the older boy for a moment.  He
couldn't remember a thing about the nightmare -- that's the way it usually
went -- but he was comforted by the strength and warmth holding him.

"I... I think I got to pee," he said, finally.

Tomas took his hand, and they walked together to the restroom.  Despite the
fact that he'd been naked in the shower with the teen several times --
including just that morning -- Carl appeared a little embarrassed when he
pulled his peter out of his briefs.  But in only a moment he began a pretty
good stream.  Tomas peed in the urinal right next to him.

"Can I hold it a minute?" Tomas asked.

Carl looked up at him and slowly nodded.

"Come over here," Tomas said as he tucked his dick away, and they moved
together to one of the stalls.  Tomas sat on the toilet and stood Carl in
front of him.  By this time Carl's peter was as stiff as it got.

Tomas stood the boy between his legs and stroked his little dick a few
times.  "You like this?" he asked.  "Every boy does," he said, without
waiting for an answer.  The look on Carl's face was answer enough.

"Lots of boys like this, too," Tomas said.  He leaned into the boy and took
the tip of his hard little dick into his mouth, teasing the tiny dickhead
with his tongue.

Carl groaned as the pleasure shot through him.  His knees weakened a bit,
and he put his hands on the teen's shoulders to brace himself.  He
automatically stepped out of his briefs as Tomas lowered and removed them.
When Carl was naked, Tomas sucked the entire three inches in.  Carl wiggled
and whimpered as his hard little peter disappeared.  He couldn't see
anything but the head of the teen bent over him.  Tomas' soft hair brushed
against his belly as Tomas licked and sucked him.

Carl was afraid.  He was afraid because someone would find them.  He was
afraid because maybe he was doing a bad thing.  He was afraid because he
was completely in the control of a much older boy who had his mouth at the
most sensitive part of his young body.  And he was gloriously thrilled as
the teen licked and sucked him, sending waves of pleasure through him again
and again.

Tomas had to remind him once to be as quiet as he could.  Then his peter
was licked again, and he felt the tongue washing over his little balls.  He
shivered, inside and outside, as Tomas sucked him in again, this time
nursing him more regularly, deliberately.

Carl knew what would happen.  It was what happened every time he took his
play far enough.  It happened sometimes in his bed at home, sometimes in
the shower.  It had happened so unbelievably in the shower with Tomas' hand
around him.  It would build inside, and he would have that feeling he'd
come to love.  It had happened once in his bed at camp.  He'd pulled the
sheets over him, stuck his hand into his briefs, turned to the wall, and
stroked his stiffie.  He had had to bite his tongue to keep from crying out
when his dry cum hit him.

And now this beautiful teen was sucking his peter, sucking to make him feel
it, sucking to make him so happy, sucking to make him... sucking... he
felt...  sucking my peter ooooooo sucking...

"Ummmmmppppp... oooooooouuu..."  Carl tried to muffle his cries of pleasure
as he felt the explosion inside him, as his hard dick thrashed inside the
wet, hot mouth pulling at him.

He was still shaking when Tomas let his peter drop from his mouth.

"You've got a great dick," Tomas whispered into his ear.  Then he kissed
the boy's cheek.

Back in his bed, Tomas watched as the younger boy slowly walked out of the
restroom and back to his bed.  He saw Carl pull his sheet up over his head
and turn to the wall.  Tomas smiled.  It really was a nice little dick.

One full week without a fuck is a long time for boys who are used to more
frequent sex.  So Richard and Tomas decided to use the last morning of camp
to go on a long hike in the woods, or, at least, to the cove.  Benny
realized what they were planning and asked to go along again.  He was
disappointed when they explained they wanted it to be just the two of them
this time.  But Tomas convinced him to go on a hike with Carl, instead.

"You boys will find something to do," he said, and he winked at them.  Carl
had blushed, and Benny had grinned.  "But," Tomas continued, "you be damn
careful to do it where nobody can see you, okay?"

The two eleven-year-olds nodded and ran off to the far side of camp.

At the cove the Richard and Tomas stripped and hugged for a deep, wet kiss,
their cocks trapped between them.  "It's been too long without a real kiss,
too," Richard sighed.  They kissed again, their privacy now allowing their
hands to roam over their bodies as they wished.

Richard finally knelt to take the teen's cock into his mouth, but his
finger searched eagerly for Tomas' hole.  As his tongue traced the length
and girth of the big dick, his finger entered slowly into the heat of his
lover.  He sucked a moment on the wet cockhead, then he moved down to
Tomas' balls.  He pushed his head up between Tomas' thighs, forcing the
teen to spread his legs.  His tongue licked behind the big ballsac and up
into the crevice behind it.  Richard actually crawled between Tomas' legs
without pulling his tongue from the warm skin; he turned his face so he was
now licking the hole he wanted to enter.

Tomas bent over for him, enjoying the tongue and the smooth lips at his
asshole.  Richard licked wetly and noisily and he lapped up the scent and
the taste of the boy he loved.  He stood and aimed his cock, pressing into
the ass... And he entered.  He slid completely inward, as both boys sighed
in satisfaction.  He began a slow fuck, but his eagerness pulled him into a
faster rhythm.  His pants became groans, then grunts, as he fucked.

"Aw... fuck... I... love... you... fuck... fuck!"

He pounded the teen's ass, helplessly caught up in the urgency of his body
now as his cock took over completely.  He fucked fast and hard, his entire
gut screaming for release.  And when the explosion began he became
light-headed.  But still he fucked, emptying every drop of himself into
Tomas.

He pulled out slowly and dropped to the ground.  Tomas sat with him,
putting his arm around his shoulders.

Then Tomas saw their visitor.

Randy was standing at the edge of the woods watching them.  Realizing that
he had been seen, the counselor strode over to them, and Richard jumped
when he saw the legs standing next to him.

"Figured you two were up to something.  You don't think your little games
in the shower went unnoticed, do you?"

Tomas stood up to the man.  Though six years younger, Tomas would take
nothing from Randy, not one line, not one curse or taunt...

"What you two do together when you're at home is your own damn business.
But when you do it at my camp, you make it my business, too."  Randy looked
at the strong teen staring him down.

Tomas stood his ground.  At home, discovery might be handled differently,
but here...  Well, Tomas would take nothing at all from this guy.  He stood
glaring at him, daring him to say the wrong thing.

"You guys... You get me in trouble, too.  It's not just..."

Tomas wondered if he'd detected a little change in tone.  He stepped
forward just a bit and ran his hand along the length of his dick.  "We're
just enjoying ourselves," he said, and in a softer voice than he would have
spoken a moment before.  "Guys and their dicks... you know..."  He stroked
his cock slowly.

Randy looked at the cock in the boy's hand.  He'd seen the younger boy fuck
Tomas.  If he hadn't been interrupted, would this fourteen-year-old have
fucked the boy on the ground there?  Randy's own dick pulsed.  His
breathing became a little deeper.

"No," Randy said.  "Now..."

Tomas stepped closer to the twenty-year-old counselor.  Still stroking his
own dick slowly, he cupped his hand at Randy's crotch.  Randy started, but
he didn't pull back.  The man's breath was noisy now.  He was almost
shuttering as Tomas worked his fingers over the hard cock he'd found.

Randy pushed at Tomas' hand, trying to shove it away.  Tomas just used the
movement to tighten his grasp on the pouch he was fondling.

"Nooo..." Randy repeated.  But there was no certainty in his voice at all.

"Guys and their dicks," Tomas repeated more softly.  "A guy can have a lot
of fun with his dick."  Tomas felt the length of Randy's cock.  He found
the bulbous cockhead and realized there were no briefs under the
counselor's shorts.  He stepped closer.

Richard remained on the ground, staring up at the confrontation.  Tomas
could get them into real shit here, he thought.  But watching Tomas'
fingers work until there was clearly a wet spot in Randy's shorts made
Richard's own wet dick stand to attention.

"We could all have some fun," Tomas said.  He pulled the leg of Randy's
shorts up as high as he could pull it.  Randy's cock poked out.  Richard
stared at it.  It was the first uncut dick he'd ever seen.  The end of it
revealed only bit of the deep red mushroom, with the little hole centered
in a crater of skin, surrounded by rolls of skin, smooth...  But most of
the large cockhead was still covered with the sheath of skin that hadn't
fully retracted yet.  It was unlike anyting Richard had ever imagined, a
totally different kind of cock.

"How long has it been since you've had a blow job?" Tomas asked.

Tomas looked up at Randy's eyes, and those eyes were not saying "no."  He
pulled at Randy's waistband and dropped the shorts to the ground.  There
were no briefs.

Randy was now as naked as they were.  His cock stood a good
seven-and-a-half inches long.  The sun made his damp chest glisten as
though it had been oiled, and his thighs, and his abs. The twenty-year-old
was an Adonis.

Richard realized what was going on.  He reached up and closed his hand
around the big dick above him.  His fingers gently moved the skin back and
forth over the head.  He was awed by the softness and pliability of the
foreskin.

"Awwwwww fuck."  Randy's long, low rasp was that of a stud who had been
locked away from sex for most of a week, but living among boys who had
nothing but sex on their minds.  He had been breathing the scent of boys in
heat for days.  He'd known what they were surely doing in the shower and,
sometimes, under their sheets.  He'd watched them when they were naked.  He
was starved for a mere touch.  And now a hand was holding him...

Then Tomas grinned at the tall figure.  "What's your pleasure?" he smiled.

Randy hesitated a moment.  His cock throbbed in the open air as though it
were seeking flesh, needing contact.

"Suck me..." he said hoarsely.

And with that Richard turned fully around and took Randy's thick cockhead
into his mouth; his fingers went to the ballsac and cupped it.  Randy
reached down and pulled the foreskin completely up to offer his cockhead to
the younger boy.

Randy almost cooed in pleasure.  He discovered, to his delight, that the
twelve-year-old on his dick knew exactly what he was doing.  Tomas knelt,
too, and the two of them sucked and licked at the balls and cock of the man
standing above them with the glaze of sexual stupor in his eyes.

Randy's cock was traded from boy to boy, and they took turns on his
low-hanging sac.  The blond fuzz covering it was soon wet from the young
mouths tasting it, sucking it, licking all around it... Randy groaned.  He
lay a hand on each of the heads at his groin, urging them to eat.

Tomas and Richard nursed on his huge sex for a few minutes, their groans
joined with Randy's.  Richard had never been close to a cock this size,
almost twice the size of his own.  The precum oozed generously from the
hole, and the boys used it to suppliment their own moisture.  Randy looked
down once, and what he could see of his cock was glistening in the
sunlight.  Two young mouths... two young tongues...

Randy felt someone's finger slip into his crack and find his asshole.  He
gasped as he was entered.  He started to pull away, but he realized the
finger was deeply in already.  It was wet; it was moving slowly but
steadily all around the inside of his asshole.  And then it found that
place... Randy groaned deeply.  No finger but his own had ever played
there.  It was a dirty secret he had enjoyed alone.  Now, one of these boys
was inside, there, one of these boys knew that place, that place...

"Aww god somebody fuck me," he gasped.

Tomas moved behind him, moistened the man's hole more with the precum from
his dick and saliva from his mouth, and pressed his cock against the dark
hole.  It resisted for a moment, parted only slightly, and then, as Tomas
fucked forward, it opened completely, the gate to the depths of the man.

"AAAaarrrrrrrrrrrruuhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."  Randy almost gagged at the sound
that burst from his throat.  Though it was only a fourteen-year-old cock
that had invaded him, he was shot through with a sharp pain.

Tomas was excited that he was in an ass for the first time in days, an ass
older than his, an ass so tight he might very well be taking a cherry.  His
cock throbbed almost painfully as he slid in and out.

And Randy discovered the wonder that all virgins discover.  The pain fades.
And it's replaced with an indescribable pleasure.

But Richard wanted more, too.  He stepped in front of Randy, turning his
back on him, reached for the hard, wet, dick, and lay the cockhead at his
hole.  He pressed back, and Randy suddenly realized that he was being
offered an ass himself.  He suddenly needed to be there.  He pushed and
entered the tight hole.  Richard groaned loudly at the entrance of a cock
even larger than Tomas' cock.  There was a moment of sharp pain, but the
pleasure of a filled ass soon overcame it.  And he took the big cock, and
he took it all the way down.

Randy grasped Richard's hips now, as Tomas' hands were on his own hips.
His cock was inside a deep, tight tunnel that felt as though every hand in
the world were torturing him there, every tongue in the world were licking,
every mouth in the world sucking...  He moved in, then, out.  The young man
enjoyed a fuck in a way he'd never imagined he would.  He shook from the
pleasure his cockhead found inside the boy in front of him.  He shook from
the pleasure the boy at his ass was giving him inside.

It took a few moments for them to find the same rhythm, but soon enough the
counselor in the middle was fucking the boy in front of him with the same
rhythm with which he himself was being fucked by the boy behind him.  With
unspoken agreement they kept the pace slow for a while, enjoying the
linkage of three bodies.  They didn't speak, but their sounds said it all.
Their groans and grunts echoed around the little cove as their fucking
continued.

The sun shone on all three of them, glistening off sweaty bodies slamming
into each other, linked together in the ancient dance men and boys have
loved for eons.  Man and boys, they fucked and exhulted in fucking.  They
fucked, and their minds left their bodies to soar high above, higher than
any of them had ever been before.  They fucked and reveled in every
sensation washing through their bodies.  The rhythm became more erratic and
irregular as three climaxes approached in three different bodies.

Richard thought his prostate was being plowed up into his stomach...

Tomas thought his cock must surely by now be a foot long, a yard long...

And Randy, filled as he was being filled and filled as he'd never been
filled before, couldn't think at all.

Tomas came first with a loud grunt, his cum spewing forcefully into Randy's
ass.  Richard's prostate gave in to the continual strokes of the big cock
inside him, and Richard shot a long rope onto the ground.  Then Randy took
a deep breath.  As his cock filled Richard to overflowing, he roared a deep
pleasure that surely could be heard all around the lake.

They collapsed.

Richard didn't realize he'd fallen asleep until he woke up.  Randy was
gone.  He shook Tomas awake.  They stared unbelievingly at each other.
They then began to laugh.  They laughed until the tears ran down their
cheeks.  They hugged.  And then dressed and went back to camp.

In the cabin that night Randy virtually ignored them; it was as though
nothing had happened at all.  A quick question to Carl was answered by a
huge grin; apparently Benny and Carl had found a place to play, too.  And
Tomas and Richard were so exhausted they fell asleep before lights out.

The next morning they said goodbye to everyone.  They had already had a
goodbye wank with Carl and Benny in the shower, with some of the other guys
grinning at them and a couple joining them.  Carl was a little teary at the
goodbyes, but he was also a little more self-confident that he had been
when he arrived.  Randy shook hands with each of boys as their rides
arrived.  With Richard and Tomas, however, he added a wink.

On the way back Mrs. Roth asked the boys if they had enjoyed camp.

"It was great, mom.  Absolutely!"

"Best time I ever had, Mrs. Roth.  Thanks."

And within five minutes the boys were asleep in the back seat.

At the beginning of August, Mrs. Roth had finally decided on the furniture
she wanted for Richard's room.  He'd been complaining for months that his
room wasn't finished yet, and she had insisted she needed to approve
everything about it -- paint color, curtains, drapes, and everything else.
She was much more particular about it than Richard cared to be, but they
finally had everything decided.

After the first coat of paint, Richard realized why he'd had some headaches
when they first moved in.  It was a reaction to the smell of paint.  He had
to spend three nights at Tomas' house while his room dried and was aired
out.  Since Tomas' mother was working days and at home nights, the boys
couldn't shower together.  But they had to share a bed -- it was the only
one in his room.  They slept naked and enjoyed a lot of sucking, but they
agreed they were just too noisy to fuck when his mother was in the house.

Richard celebrated his new room by asked Tomas to a sleepover right before
the new school year began.  The Roths were out for the evening, but Davy
spent more time grinning at them than he did watching the movie they'd
selected.  The boys had said that Davy could go to bed with them if he
would go back to his own room when the Roths returned.

They all agreed on an early bedtime.

All three boys crowded into the shower.  Richard and Tomas talked Davy into
letting them pee on him first, and he agreed only if he could then pee on
them.  Davy started giggling when the first drop hit him, and the boys made
an effort to soak him.  His little peter couldn't quite produce the same
pressure, so Davy had to settle for peeing on their dicks and balls.  There
was a lot of giggling, teasing, and touching during the rest of the shower,
but the boys dried off quickly.  Without anyone saying anything about it,
they walked naked into Richard's new room and climbed into his big double
bed.

"I finally talked her into getting a double bed," he'd told Tomas.  "Told
her that this could be a guest room."

The boys pulled the covers back, climbed in, and started wrestling.
Richard and Tomas discovered Davy was trying his best to grab their dicks,
so they rolled him around, all of them laughing, until they were all out of
breath.  Then the older boys just lay back and let Davy play with their
dicks.

Tomas had grown some during the summer, and so had Richard.  Davy wanted to
measure them again, but Richard said he wanted to be sucked.  Davy grinned
and obliged.

As Davy took his brother's dick in his mouth, Tomas turned around so he
could suck at the nine-year-old's peter.  Davy had been hard for a while
after their wrestling, but he had gotten a little softer.  Tomas just held
his two-and-a-half inches in his mouth, letting the little peter stiffen on
its own.  Soon Tomas had a nice warm cocklet to suck on.  Davy had moved
his leg over Tomas' head because of they way all three of them were
arranged, and Tomas reached around the boy to tease his little hole.

Davy wiggled his ass for Tomas, who opened Davy's entrance just a little
with his his finger.  He could hear Davy's moan of appreciation.  Then
Tomas felt a hand -- Richard's -- at his cock.  Tomas was leaking precum at
the taste of the little peter in his mouth.  Richard's thumb found it and
rubbed it around his cockhead.  Soon the room was filled with sounds from
all three boys, naked and intertwined.

When Davy pulled away from Richard, he wanted to suck Tomas.  Tomas lay
back on the pillows and let they little boy slide down his body to his
groin where his proud five-and-a-half inches waited for him.  He felt Davy
stroke it a little.  Then he felt the small tongue on his dickhead, licking
at the precum he was giving the boy.  And the boy's mouth opened for as
much as it could eat.

Tomas couldn't see what was happening down there because Richard had lain
partially on top of him, and they had begun a wet, deep kiss.  With one
brother in his mouth and the other brother on his dick, wave after wave of
pleasure swept through the teen's body.  Soon, the brothers traded places.
Richard began licking and sucking Tomas' tortured cock, and Davy lay
against his chest.

"Can I kiss you, too, Tomas?" Davy asked.  "I mean, like he does."

Tomas simply opened his mouth and accepted the little tongue.  He sucked on
it gently, and then he let Davy explore the inside of his mouth all he
wanted as he stroked his warm back.  Soon Davy was accepting Tomas' tongue,
too.

"Oh!" Davy started.  Then he began to giggle into Tomas' mouth.  Tomas
looked down to see that Richard was licking the boy's little balls.  He
scooted down to stroke Davy's butt and watch.  Richard sucked the small
dick into his mouth and worked it with his tongue.

When Tomas realized Davy was pushing his butt back against his hand, he
turned the boy just a little so he could kiss and lick and smooth, warm
buns.  Davy still pressed back at him, so he licked into the little crack
until his tongue found the boy's entrance.  He licked at it gently while
Davy's dick was sucked, rolling his tongue over it and around it, poking
the tip of his tongue at the center.  Davy's pink little hole was a tight
little button in the center of soft, smoothness.  Tomas reveled in the
scent and taste of a young boy in heat.

Suddenly Davy began to buck.  He was bucking into Richard, with the
beginning of his dry cum, but he was also bucking backwards into Tomas'
tongue.  The two older boys continued to love at his dick and butt until
the younger boy's cum had engulfed his senses.  Then they pulled away and
let the little one recover between them.

"He's cute," Tomas said quietly.  "You're a lucky guy, having a brother
like him."

"I know," Richard agreed.  He was silent for a moment, then he turned his
face to his brother.  "I love you, Davy."

Davy was still in his afterglow, and his sparkling eyes acknowledged his
big brother.

They let Davy cuddle with them, turning slowly toward one of them and then
the other, exchanging touches and kisses, until they heard the car pulling
to the garage.

"Better get back to your own bed now, Davy," Richard said.

Davy face showed his disappointment.

"Get back to bed, and tomorrow night, when mom and dad have gone to bed,
you can come in here and sleep with me if you want to."  Richard was
rewarded with a grin.

Davy kissed the boys and ran back through the bathroom into his own room.
Richard got up and closed the door on his side.  The two of them cuddled
and talked quietly until they were sure Richard's parents had settled down
for the night.

They moved first into a 69 position.  With Tomas' lead, Richard had learned
how to spend a long time sucking and teasing balls and ass without getting
too close to the point of no return.  Every now and then one of them would
begin to suck and eat more wildly, but when a hand signaled with a little
squeeze, the pace immediately slowed.  They could often last a long time in
a 69 position.

But finally, they each wanted more.  Richard offered Tomas his ass first,
as he lay on his back and pulled his legs over his head.  Tomas entered
slowly, spending almost as much time kissing Richard as he did entering
him.  When he was fully in, he pulled back from Richard's mouth, and he
pulled his attention from the warm, sweet, wetness of his mouth to the hot,
tight, moisture of his ass.  His focused on his own cock, plowing deeply,
moving steadily in and out, loving Richard with every stroke.

Richard watched the bigger boy above him.  Tomas' dark hair moved gently
around his face.  His broad shoulders carried some of the weight of the
movements.  His strong arms were braced on the bed on either side of
Richard, and as he was stroked deep inside Richard watched a small droplet
of sweat roll down Tomas' upper arm.  The teen's abs tightened and relaxed
with each thrust of his hips.  Richard was filled over and over again with
the thick cock.

Then Tomas sucked in his breath.  One hard thrust inward, and his cock
exploded the first of his gift to his lover, a hard burst of cum that went
deep inside.  Tomas continued to pump hard, and he filled Richard again,
not just with cock but with the fruit of his balls, the cream carrying his
seed.  Again.  And again.

He collapsed on top of Richard, whispering a weak, "I love you."

They didn't speak for a while.

Finally Tomas slid to the edge of the bed on his belly, letting his legs
fall to the floor and his ass jut into the air.  Richard stood and
stretched, then stepped around him.  He leaned over the muscular back, his
hard dick pressed against the teen's ass, to kiss Tomas' shoulders.  His
lips moved slowly across, then down the strong back.  Then he put his hands
on Tomas' hips and entered his ass.

He slid in deeply, as deep as his now four-and-a-half inch cock could go.
He stopped.  He felt the heat against his dickhead; it soaked into his hard
shaft.  It seeped upward into his own body.  He sighed as he began to
stroke slowly.  Fucking.  It always, always, brought him that strange
thrill.  Fucking.  That thing forbidden to boys.  Naughtiness taken to the
ultimate.  Fucking.  And he loved it.

Tomas met the rhythm Richard set.  It was slow and regular.  It lasted a
long time.  Richard's cock knew that ass now, but it still slowly explored
every millimeter of it, every soft tissue, every smooth muscle.  His
cockhead allowed the tight tunnel to close behind it as it rose; then it
forced it open again as it slowly returned to its place.  In and out.

A fuck can be a beautiful thing for boys.  The first one is usually awkward
and often, though unnecessarily, painful.  Two boys who get to know each
other can learn to enjoy a very satisfying coupling.  But two boys who love
each other learn to accomplish the height of young love, bringing each of
them to the greatest pleasure any boy can know.  And these two boys had
learned it well.

The fucking continued slowly and steadily.  In and out.  But it was also on
and off.  Tomas was pressing backward and onto the loveshaft fucking him,
then pulling almost off it before pushing back again.  He consciously
tightened the muscle at his assring when he was fully onto Richard's cock,
and he kept it tight all the way out until he had almost reached the crown
of the cockhead.  Then he released it to fully enjoy his ride down onto the
hard dick in his ass.  Slowly and steadily.

At some point, with mutual unspoken agreement, their fucking changed.  It
became a little faster, a little more deliberate, a little harder.  The
change in their movements was accentuated with their small grunts.  The
sounds came a little more often; they were a little louder.  The boys were
both panting now with the effort of working their bodies as well as the
effort in resisting the urge to rush too fast.  Over the months, they had
learned each other well enough to make sure their lovemaking was as
satisfying as possible.

But, inevitably, those grunts became deeper and more erratic.  They were
faster, louder.  They spoke not only of the satisfaction of a good fuck but
of the anticipation of a great cum.

"UUUUhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."  Tomas shot first, his rope of cum landing on
Richard's bed.  At that moment, his assring tightened impossibly tight,
forcing Richard to cum.

"OOOooooooooooo..." Richard froze with his first burst of cum, and then he
fucked rapidly as he emptied himself into Tomas.  He groaned loudly as his
hot cum raced from his balls, up his shaft, out of his pisslips, and into
Tomas' waiting ass.

When they were spent, they both climbed weakly back onto the bed.  They
kissed as well as two exhausted boys can, and they fell asleep in each
other's arms.

Had they not been so exhausted, they might have noticed a smaller, higher
groan, though it was muffled a bit behind the bathroom door.  With the
lights in both Davy's room and the bathroom off, neither had noticed the
door open just a bit.  It only took one hand to hold the door open quietly.
And it only took one hand to bring the nine-year-old voyeur to another
climax.

Three very satisfied boys slept through the night.