Date: Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:51:26 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: BRIGHTON ENCOUNTER (Part 5)

WARNING - This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If such material
offends what the hell are you doing on Nifty.

My characters do not use condoms or other safeguards but this story is
fiction ... get it.  I write my stories in 'full screen' text, they are
best read that way.

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BRIGHTON ENCOUNTER


Part Five


by


G. Cutter

Bastian

Here we were, a nice summer's evening, a fish and chip supper, a nice
family group at peace with the world. Well, not quite. I had my Matt but we
also had Tony as a guest, maybe for a couple of days, maybe for a couple of
weeks or I may even be lumbered with him. I think he was fifteen or maybe
coming on sixteen but he was an inconvenience to say the least.

To be perfectly honest I was trying to mould Matt to my way of thinking,
I'd fallen in love with him virtually at first sight, he kept insisting
that he was Mr Straight and was just adventuring. Adventuring? God, he took
it all ways and gave it all ways, if he was Mr Straight I was Bugs
Bunny. Our litle Tony was quite another matter, he was a well established
rent boy (or escort as they call them around here) and he was as bent as a
corkscrew, he also had the hots for my Matty which I wasn't too happy
about.

I knew that Matt and he had been at it but we were both young and we both
had sex drives, I didn't begrudge him a bit of 'out of house nooky', why
should I? On the day he'd had his pleasure with Tony I'd been up on The
Downs fraternising with a French kid I was doing a photoshoot with. Sex
pure and simple, maybe a ten minute love job but that was it. This is where
the moulding came in, it was difficult putting across to my young lover
that we were lovers for eternity and then going out and shagging the first
thing that came along.

It's all down to attitude and it was this attitude that I had to drum into
my Matt. Whatever we did on the side at the end of the day we were the main
men, he and I were an item, a pair, a partnership.

'Whatcha thinking?' He looked at me with a mouthful of chips. Charming!

'Lot's of things. You and me, the bed and breakfast caper ..... and raver
Tony here.'

'He fancies your bum,' Matt said in a stage whisper to the little blonde
also stuffing food down his neck like he hadn't eaten for a week. Christ,
my food bill was escalating like the National Debt.

'I don't want to come between you two,' Tony spluttered swallowing hard.

'Later,' Matt laughed. Boy, that kid had a one track mind. Mr Straight
indeed.

'Anyway, boys. Let's get tidied up, we have this kid Justin down in an
hour.'

'I see you've got a Monopoly set,' Matt looked at me and grinned. 'We can
do that for a bit and if it gets boring we can do some videos or
something.'

'Just watch what videos you put on,' I warned him. 'They're all mixed up.'

'Figures,' Matt stood up just as the phone rang.

'Shit,' I went over and picked it up, it was Paul.

It seemed the Conservative Part Conference was in town for the week,
apparently the IRA blowing them up a few years back hadn't put them off
Brighton or it's less savoury attractions. He had to see a couple of
clients and he'd also booked the Kenny I'd heard about into his mate
Jeremy's for a photoshoot. The kicker was that Jeremy had called in sick
and Paul wanted the munchkins to handle the job. So much for being left in
peace.

'They're both off sex,' I told him.

'Fuck the sex,' he laughed. 'This Kenny isn't a lot to look at but he goes
the whole nine yards and his pal is pretty good looking so I want the real
stuff tomorrow, no pinups and all that crap.'

'Hang on.' I put the phone down and looked at the boys whose ears were
flapping like bloody elephants. 'Do you want to do a photshoot at Jeremy's
place, Kenny and a mate. Paul will pay you.' I made sure Paul on the other
end of the phone heard the last bit.

Being muppets they both shrugged.

'That's a yes, Paul.'

'Eleven at Jeremy's place,' Paul came back and put the phone down. The
Teeny Team were earning which was excellent, they could go out and buy some
food tomorrow

'He's alright that Kenny,' Tony gushed.

'Bit hairy,' my chum giggled. 'Not like my old man.'

'Smoothy Bastian,' Tony grinned and gave me a rather appraising look.

'Yeah, well.....'  It was a bit offputting having two schoolies discussing
you like a side of beef. 'Clean up kiddies, Justin's oiling up his fanny
right now.'

'Is he gay?' Tony's voice broke into a squeak.

'Don't be daft, Tony. He's a bloody schoolkid, he's only fourteen.'

'Mmmm, shame,' Tony giggled. 'We could have played strip Monopoly.'

Strip Monopoly ..... the mind boggled.

				........................................................

Matt

Justin was produced around seven o'clock by his mum and dad who were going
to a theatre to watch some crap. He was a big lad for fourteen and seemed a
bit shy which was pretty natural being dumped with three complete
strangers. I was introduced as Bastian's kid brother and Tony was
introduced as our cousin. Baz lied like an expert, my loverman had hidden
talents. Of course nothing goes right, does it?

We'd barely got settled in front of the tube and the phone went again, it
was Bastian's mate the builder who wanted some points cleared up before he
got to the measuring up stage. Bastian told him that he'd walk around, I
think he was glad to get away from the three of us although we were making
some progress, Justin was actually talking.

Anyway, Bazman disappeared and immediately afterwards Tony suggested a bit
of football in the garden, the overgrown garden I hasten to add. It was a
nice evening and Justin's parents weren't due back until around midnight so
it seemed a good way to pass an hour. This Justin was a tall lad, he was
taller than I was and dwarfed Tony, he looked more like sixteen than
fourteen, he had fair sort of schooboy cut hair, well built and I idly
wondered what he had inside his trousers not that I was all that
interested, Tony was the one acting like a little tart (for a change).

We were out there for about half an hour and Justin told us that he was
going to take his shirt off, if fact, he asked if he could.

'Take your trousers off as well if you like.' Tony grinned like the
demented slut he is.

Justin just smiled, he probably had the clown down as an out and out
imbecile.

Needless to say both Tony and myself took our top stuff off, I had to admit
it was getting a bit sweaty and we continued bare chested until it began to
darken and cool down a bit. We were on a hill up Montpelier Road and that
bloody breeze off the front seemed to get everywhere, it seemed to go from
evening cool to night time cold in no time at all.

'Brrr,' Tony wrapped his arms around his narrow chest. 'We going inside?'

'Sounds good,' Justin grinned shyly.

'Cold drink or something hot?' I offered.

'Something hot, I think,' Justin looked at me

'You can have me,' Tony piped up. 'I'm hot.' Whatta prat, what a bloody
thing to say to a fourteen year old.

'Mmmmm,' Justin looked at me and blushed a little. I led the way back into
the house determined to pull Tony's head off a little later in the evening.

We got in and settled down, I don't think Tony was embarassed or anything,
he's too thick for that but things were about to take a turn for the
better.

'Oh, you have a computer,' Justin had spotted Bastian's wreck in the
corner.

'Yeah, we do wargames on it,' I tried to head off Tony, I could see exactly
what was going to happen.

'We do our pictures on it as well.' Good old Tony.

'What pictures?'

'Well we distribute pinups and stuff,' Tony supplied a little lamely
realising that he'd just talked himself into a hole.

'Pinups?' Justin's voice had just gone up a notch. 'Can I have a look,' he
looked at me probably taking me for the senior partner.

'They're boys,' I said trying to avert a disaster. 'You wouldn't like
them.'

'Boys?' Justin's eyes were like saucers. 'Nudey boys?' He grinned.

So much for the innocent schooly. 'Yeah, just local boys,' I supplied. 'Got
some of Tony.' How's about that for dropping birdbrain in the doo doo?

'Let's have a look then,' Justin hovered above the computer as if willing
it to switch itself on.

'Top Secret this lot,' I sat in front of the machine. 'You mustn't tell
your mum or dad, they'd go ballistic.'

'That's for sure,' he laughed and put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed
gently. 'Go on then, Matty. Let's see.'

'OK.' I got up and positioned him on the swivel chair. In for a penny in
for a pound as they used to say. 'Here we go,' I switched on and slid a CD
into the slot, this one was about a hundred (believe it) shots of Tony
which I'd seen yesterday. Everything from Tony gambolling around in a field
to Tony in a bath and then laying on a bed having a good wank. Tailor made
for a fourteen year old's viewing, at least he'd see all there was to see
of our latest lodger, the boy model from hell.

I soon got it up and the screen filled with thumbnails.

'Cor, they're small,' Justin peered at the screen. 'They're you,' he glance
at Tony and grinned.

'Yeah,' Tony agreed sparing me a dirty look, I just grinned back, he'd
started it after all.

'Small? No probs,' I double clicked and there was Tony in one of his better
shots in the bath with his delicious bum glistening with the soapy
water. Another double click and there he was full frontal with his cute
relaxed dicky hanging limply between his legs. Another one of him laying in
the bath with what I call a lazy lob on, not hard by any means but
certainly on it's way.

'Fuckin' hell,' Justin muttered. Nice language for a schoolkid.

'I think they call this the 'piece de resistance', Tony doing his stuff,' I
double clicked on Tony handling his stiff cocklet, laying on a bed with a
soppy grin on his face.'

'Tony, you dirty boy,' Justin span around and looked at Tony and
laughed. 'Didya cum?'

Double click.

'Wow,' Justin's eyes went out on stalks as he saw Tony laying there with
his spunk splattered over his flat belly and his hands. 'Too much!'

I glanced over his shoulder, our schooly was showing a very clear bulge in
the front of his jeans, Tony's photos were turning him on.

'Wanna try some,' I whispered.

'With you and Tony,' he looked at me and smiled.

'Solo, just for a laugh, we can wipe them clear afterwards..'

'Yeah, can I?' He was eager, boy was that kid eager to get his kit
off. Boy, was this kid eager to see him in the buff.

He didn't mess around, he was out of the seat and ripping off his trainers
and socks in double quick time. I looked at Tony and he was grinning like a
Cheshire Cat who'd captured the biggest mouse in the world. He dived into
the drawer and pulled out an envelope.

'What's that?' I looked at him, he was upto something.

'Transfers,' he grinned and pulled out a piece of transparent plastic,
there was an image of a heart and an arrow with the word LOVE right in the
middle. I shrugged, I'd decided not to try and read his mind, you might get
sucked in and drown in his manic thoughts. I'm quite sure the little slut
wasn't quite sane, perhaps a battery charger on the nuts might calm him
down a bit.

Justin was standing there, he seemed to have baulked at the last moment,
he's retained his jeans and presumably his underwear but had a decided case
of the wobbbles.

'Come on, Justin. I'll do a couple like that and we can do some frontals.'

'I'm a bit shy,' he looked at Tony and myself. 'How's about if you two get
some gear off as well.

'OK,' I peeled my t-shirt off. Tony had to go one better, he kicked his
trainers off and dropped his chinos and then peeled his boxers off. He
looked at Justin and grinned, most of his equipment was covered by his
baggy outsized t-shirt but the tip of his uncut dick was visible now and
then .

'Great,' Justin posed as I took a couple of pictures and then self
conciously dropped his jeans and after a moment red faced peeled off his
briefs.

Nice one, he too was uncircumcised and probably came in at around five
inches and he was half hard, he wasn't too far off a full scale erection
..... we were on our way.

'Do the transfer,' Tony squealed and leapt across breathing on the lump of
perspex or whatever it was. A goodly bout of giggles and he applied the
transfer to Justin's flank taking a craft feel of the boy's swinging meat,
I saw him cup Justin's sparsely haired balls and gently squeeze, Justin
rolled his eyes and groaned, his cock got thicker and started to stick
out. Tony got out of the way and I continued with full nudes. This kid was
OK, after his initial embarassment he moved around posing and giving us
some shots of his supposedly tattooed flank. God, he had a nice bottom
..... and he was here for two weeks. Bastian was going to love this one.

'Wanna sit down and have a wank?' I spoke softly.

'No camera,' his voice had dropped to a whisper.

'No camera,' I agreed and put the camera by the computer. Typical Tony, he
beat me to the draw. In a flash he dropped to his knees and grabbed
Justin's bottom and sunk his head onto the boy's burgeoning erection.

'Jeeeeesus,' Justin wailed and then with a massive grin placed his hand on
Tony's short hair as the kid started to suck away like a hoover. I
contented myself by moving behind and smooching Justin's neck and toying
with his little nipples. 'Yeah,' Justin moaned and still pumping into
Tony's mouth pushed his bum back into my groin, I quickly unzipped and
dropped my jeans and then fed my own stiffness between his warm buns. I
wasn't going to risk an attempted fuck but it was lovely just moving
between his smooth legs.

'I've just decided that I'm, gonna like this holiday,' Justin moaned as
Tony gave him his Blow Job Number One and I lazily moved my own erection
between his firm buns.

'Tony likes being fucked,' I supplied.

Bitch,' Tony's muffled comment came from below.

'Bastian might come back,' Justin held Tony's head still and craned around
to speak to me.

'He won't,' I kissed him on the cheek. 'Do Tony if you want to.'

'What about you?'

'Guess,' I poked my hardness upwards between his sweaty buns and I swear I
felt his pucker yield just a bit.

'Ouch,' he froze and clamped his bottom stopping any further exploration
but Tony had the hots, he was also a fast mover, he'd spun around on the
carpet and was crouched doggy fashion just asking for it.

'You do it, I want to watch,' Justin looked at me as he stood just slightly
clear of me working his spit slicked organ which was now at full stretch. I
didn't need to be a mind reader to know what the boy was thinking. Fine by
me, I've never been done by a fourteen year old before.

I dropped to my knees and knelt between Tony's splayed legs, a quick
location and I shoved effortlessly into his beautiful tight little arse. He
goaned and pushed back, I don't think Tony cared whose dick it was he just
like somebody up his bum.

'Nice one Tony,' I began to move slowly to and fro sinking deeper and
deeper into his his little fanny.

I looked up at Justin and noticed the shinyness on his now fully exposed
glans, he was on heat, he was one hot boy and I knew exactly what he
wanted. 'Go on,' I smiled an invitation.

He took one incredulous look and with a big grin dropped to his knees
behind me, a second later I felt his slippery knob slide between my
cheeks. I grabbed his hot flesh and guided it to it's target. 'Take it
easy, Justin.'

'Yeah,' he croaked and I felt his shiny glans stretch my sphincter and then
a jerk as he entered me, there was a brief pain but I'd had too much of
Bastian over the last couple of days to worry. I just felt like broadening
my horizons, I wanted to try a bit of schoolboy cock especially one as big
and tasty as Justin's.

He was a bit rough and he could well have been a first timer, who could
tell but he held my hips and dug deeper sinking in until his crisp pubics
mashed against my soft buns. He then matched his movements with mine and we
got into a nice three way doggy with me as the meat in the middle ... a bit
like Malcolm in the Middle. I'd love to see one of the younger brothers
giving Dewey babies but I digress. This was good, I tried a combination of
thrusting into Tony and then pushing back onto Justin's advances. He seemed
to be having fun, he didn't realise that as far as I and Tony were
concerned what goes around comes around.

We pumped away for a while and I was the first to cum, I felt the familiar
heat rising and then I was offloading a good load into a groaning Tony's
sweet butt. As I stayed rammed in I heard Justin moan and the next thing
was I felt his cock jerking and pulsing inside of me and then the
slipperyness and squishyness as his cum squirted up inside me and he slowly
moved his spunk covered tool in and out of my flooded bottom.

'Jeez, that was something else,' he gasped and slowly slid free. I did the
same with Tony and we all lay on the carpet a sweaty and stinky mass. Tony
was the first to make a move, he crawled over me with a big grin and fell
on Justin.

'Gerroff,' Justin had a fit of the giggles.

'No way,' Tony had moved into his butch mode, He rolled the laughing
schooly onto his tummy and fed himself between the boy's cheeks.

Surprisingly enough Justin didn't freak out or anything and I wondered if
he'd had it before. Anyway, asTony located and pushed home Justin just
looked at me with a lazy grin and gave a dramatic groan. 'I thought he was
passive,' he mumbled and I saw him push his bottom up onto Tony's advances.

'Not that bloody passive, Justin, my boy.' Tony cackled and started pumping
away. I just lay there and watched ...... and got harder. In the end Tony
shot his bolt and slipped off our new recruit and lay gasping on his back
on the carpet.

Justin just grinned at me and rolled over. 'You want?'

Did I want. I was on him like a flash as he raised his knees to his
chest. I was in and fucking in around five nano seconds, so much for an
innocent schooly, this kid was an out and out raver ..... and he was a good
fuck as well, even for seconds he was tight and loving. Excellent.

At the end of it we all bundled into the bathroom and got ourselves cleaned
up, God knows what had happened to Bastian, probably shacked up with the
builder's rather tasty son who I completely forgot to mention earlier.

The guy who was in line to do the partitioning and the rebuilding necessary
to change the place from a lodging house to a bed and breakfast was
probably around fifty or so. He had a youngster in tow who turned out to be
his son, this kid looked to be around seventeen and I found out from
Bastian that this skinny kid was called Sean but he wasn't Irish I hasten
to add. He wasn't all that to look at but he had a ready grin and there was
something there, dunno what but certainly something. We were introduced and
once again I was Bastian's kid brother, he never did explain where I'd
popped up from but I think they knew the score and he was just going
through the formalities.

Anyway, this Sean was tasty in a plain sort of way, maybe a bit like that
Kenny, very ordinary but with that certain something ..... you know what I
mean.

My mind jerked back to the present, we were sitting watching some crap on
the box and the front door was opening. It was Bastian and he was carrying
a carrier bag, the scent of fish and chips filled the room.

'Have fun boys?' Bastian dumped the bag on the table.

'You bet,' Tony grinned like a loony, Justin blushed and I went for the ol'
stone face. Luckily Bastian was busy unpacking the bag. 'Plates someone,'
he glanced around. 'Who fucked who?' He asked conversationally. Talk about
a conversation stopper

This time both Tony and I went as red as tomatoes and Justin just laughed.

'Forgot to tell you both,' Bastian grinned, 'Justin and his parents stayed
here last year.'

'For two weeks,' Justin supplied with a smirk.

'Let's eat,' Bastian started to sort the packets out. 'Subject closed.'

Justin's parents collected him just after midnight and we remaining three
went to bed, I wasn't surprised too much to find out that Tony was rescued
from the sofa, he was sleeping with us. 'Paying his rent' as Bastian put
it.

The following day was fine again, the builder man and his son were due
around about eleven but Tony and myself would be long gone by then. We were
due down Jeremy's studio where it seemed he was going to give us the key
and then return to his bed. He had one of these bugs that flatten you and
he'd entrusted Tony and myself with the photoshooot, probably Tony more
than myself as our little toy slut had been involved with him for longer
than Paul in fact.

Jeremy apparently was quite happy with his photographs leaving Paul to take
over the escort and renting aspect of the business and he did quite well at
it by all accounts. Tony and I left early, we'd decided to wander along the
front and scan the talent. Bastian warned me that if I tried to go on the
game I was a dead man, however the same restriction didn't apply to Tony,
he was still a free agent. Having said that, Bastian had stuffed him twice
overnight and I'd given him an early morning seeing too, I couldn't imagine
he wanted more cock but you never could tell with Tony.

I suppose it was around ten when we perched up at the Clocktower, it seemed
to be a favourite lurking place for youngsters just to sit and watch the
passersby, I guessed half of them were on the game and the other half were
just holidaymakers, Tony and I had a good whisper trying to sort out who
was who.

'What about that Chink?'

'Local worker I reckon,' I replied. 'One of the Chinese Takeaways maybe.'

'Could be,' Tony half agreed. 'Quite nice though.'

'A bit young.'

'Rubbish, Chinks always look young. Seventeen or eighteen I reckon.'

'As you say, quite nice,' I stared at the Chinese youngster, He was quite
short and pretty in a way, I wondered (as always) what he had between his
legs, it was beginning to become a bad habit. I blamed Bastian's guidance.

The kid, youth or whatever must have noticed us staring, maybe he suspected
we were talking about him, he glared back at us. Needless to say Tony
grinned back and stuck his tongue out. What a dickhead. Suddenly the Chink
started to laugh, well that was better than chasing us down the road with a
meat cleaver.

'Come on, let's say hello.' There was no stopping Tony, he was up and
standing by the Chinese in two minutes flat, I followed less hurriedly.

'Hi,' Tony started off, at least he was original.

'I've seen you around,' the Chinese youth spoke to Tony but gave me a
friendly smile. 'You must live around here.'

'Up the road. You a local then?'

'Yes, my parents own the Golden Carp up by the station.'

'I know it,' Tony waffled on and sat alongside the Chinese who was looking
better by the minute. Amazingly after all the night's exertions I was
beginning to feel a stirring at the groin. This was ridiculous, I was
turning into a Tony Mark Two, the difference being I was more bottom
oriented than our Tony. 'That's the quite posh Chinky takeaway.' Good old
Tony, the soul of tact.

'Thai actually,' the youth replied without taking offence. 'You English
often mix up we Orientals but then again we often confuse you with clowns.'
That told us off.

'Yeah, right,' Tony blathered on. 'Anyway, I'm Tony and this is my mate
Matty.'

'Please to meet you boys, my name is Teddy.'

'As in Teddy Bear?' Tony asked with a grin.

'Exactly,' Teddy smiled at us both. 'Cuddly Teddy Bear that is.' Now there
was a remark to ponder.

'You work at the Chinky or still at school?'  Tony shuffled upto Teddy
making room for me. I did say he was the soul of tact, didn't I? I meant
the arsehole of tact for course.

'I do nights but I hope to get into the local Uni.'

'Doing what?' I was determined not to be left out of the conversation.

'PhysEd ..... coaching to you lot.'

'Right,' Tony enthused. 'Footy, rugby, tennis?'

'Football.' Teddy grinned. 'My one true love.'

'Boring prat,' Tony remarked amiably fortunately Teddy didn't seem to take
offence, he probably had Tony down as the village idiot. 'What do you boys
do, schoolies or workers.'

'We work, just about,' Tony got in before I could speak. 'We're into
photography, we help out and do a bit of modelling here and there.'

'Really,' Teddy laughed. 'Proper stuff or the local variety?'

Tony looked a little bewildered but I picked it up straight away ..... the
local variety? For God's sake.

'Yeah, we do private stuff,' I answered. 'We're on our way to film two
young guys right now.'

'Really?' Tedddy gave a girlish giggle. 'Decent or naughty,' his voice had
dropped to a whisper.

'Naughty,' Tony replied in a stage whisper. 'Wanna tag along?'

Shit, shit, shit. I just did not believe this kid. Here we were on the way
to take some twenty four carat homo type porn and he was inviting half of
bloody Brighton.

'I wouldn't mind,' Teddy spoke before I had any chance of raising an
objection, I was stuffed. God know's what Jeremy was going to say when we
rolled up with an United Nation's Observer. Mind you, the way Tony was
going we might finish up with Teddy in the bag as well. He was a little
girly but very good looking and I imagine the odd Oriental would have sales
potential. Jeez, I'm beginning to sound like Bastian.

'Let's go then,' I stood up and the others followed me. I spoke to
Teddy.'The guy we're working for might not like a stranger in on the act,
we'll say you're an old mate of Tony's and you know the score
etc. etc. OK.'

'OK with me.'

'This is full scale boy on boy or youth on youth, no fucking around,' Tony
had to say his bit but fair enough the young Thai had to be warned. he had
the option of walking.

'OK, I understand.'

'Sometimes we take our kit off it it gets a bit hot,' I tried a leer. OK,
so I was doing a Tony, I saw the shrimp look at me in surprise.

'I can live with that,' Teddy laughed and away we went.

We walked down the road yakking away, I saw Tony keep looking at the Thai
boy or I should say young man I suppose, I think our little raver was
smitten. Teddy didn't seem to take any notice anyway. We arrived at
Jeremy's spot on eleven to find him supping tea with Kenny and another lad,
a good looker called Willy which I thought was rather apt. I wondered if it
was Kenny's regular boyfriend or just someone taken on for the day. No
matter, as Jeremy explained they knew what they had to do to earn their
money. We explained the Teddy man as an old chum and Jeremy didn't seem too
fussed. He even suggested that Teddy might like to do some solo shots but
Teddy said he'd let us know later. I suspect he wanted to see exactly what
went on before commiting himself.

Jeremy explained that all the pictures he took were sent to Eastern Europe
or to Russia and recirculated over here about six months later. He also
explained that the names got changed, in fact, he didn't even provide names
so it was upto the distributor to make them up as he went along.  He didn't
look too well and after sorting out the money and who did what he left us
to it, Tony promptly took charge which suited me down to the ground, he had
more idea what was going on than I did.

'OK, guys,' Tony started off his chat after sorting us out digitals, the
idea was that we took as many pictures as possible trying to avoid
photographing each other and let Jeremy sort out what he wanted and what he
didn't. Easy peasy. Kenny and Willy started off on the bed fully clothed
and we took it from there, to simplify things Kenny had told us that he was
playing the passive partner and Willy was going to be the active one. Teddy
sat out of the way ready to enjoy the free show. I did notice that every
time Tony passed across the front of the Thai he gave a cute little wiggle
of his bum ..... slut.

I was impressed with Kenny, to say he took it like a trooper was an
understatement, Willy and he had a wrestle about and got stripped and then
Willy was straight in there. I was fascinated, I wasn't used to seeing
hairy people and Kenny's bottom was bit like a sheepdog's and so was
Willy's for that matter. Willy even had the start of chest hair but they
did fuck well. Kenny semed to find everything amusing even when Willy
pushed his big cock in a little too hard. It was soon over, both Tony and I
got some good shots of Willy's cum dripping from Kenny's hairy
arse. Beautiful if messy. Eventually they went into the shower room for a
cleanup and maybe more games, I idly wondered if Kenny did the dirty to
Willy because Kenny himself had a fair sized penis, I liked him, he was fun
but he was so bloody hairy.

'How much do they get paid for all that,' Teddy settled back into his chair
adjusting his crotch, it was pretty obvious that he had an erection as I
and Tony had, he were three horny youngsters and anything could happen.

'About twenty five each,' Tony spoke. I didn't think it was as much as that
but I held my peace.

'Not bad for half an hours work.'

'About three quarters of an hour,' I chipped in. 'But they seemed to enjoy
themselves.'

'Pair of hairy bums,' Tony laughed. 'I prefer the smoother edition myself.'

'We could do some of you after they go,' I spoke to Teddy, I'm sure he was
up for it and I don't think the money was all that important, he just
needed to get his rocks off after watching the performance.

'Yeah,' Tony was keen. 'Clothed to naked and wankies,' he giggled.

'Oh, I dunno,' Teddy backtracked. 'I'd have a problem getting hard with an
audience.'

'Just Matty and me,' Tony wheedled. 'I'll get it going for you,'

'Let the others go first,' Teddy murmured, he was hooked, I think Tony's
offer had done the trick.

'Right,' Tony was a ball of fire, one minute he was there the next he was
away to the showers. In less than five minutes he was back flushed and with
a big grin on his face. 'They tried to get me in the shower the dirty
sods,' he laughed.

'Lucky you.'

'I fought them off,' he switched the kettle on. 'We'll have a quick cuppa
whilst they get sorted out and then we can do Teddy,' he licked his lips
and blatantly oggled Teddy's groin. Teddy just laughed and looked at Tony
and blew him a little kiss, I think love was in the air or at least sex
was.

Teddy was good, he started off dressed and then swiftly became naked. As
I've said, he was a bit girly but his dick wasn't , he had a beautifully
smooth little boy's bottom and I could hear the patter of Tony's drool as
it hit the deck.  'I can't get hard,' Teddy whinged pulling his golden
brown penis.

'No problemo.' Tony was there like a shot, he held the already thickening
organ in two fingers and slipped his lips over the end. I think poor old
Teddy nearly passed out. I stopped taking pictures and just watched the
action as Tony had warned me that this set was to be Teddy solo. We got
there in the end, once Teddy was fully hard he gave himself a leisurely
wank, he even gave us some pucker shots and then back to the wank.

When he came it was literally a fountain, Tony's just stood there
gobsmacked until he decided to dive on it and really finish the job. I put
the camera away when they got to the giggling and snogging, I was feeling a
little bit left out.

'Why don't you come and help me tonight, Tony,' Teddy looked at his new
chum, I could see his was massaging the rugrat through the front of his
trousers. 'You can stay overnight,' he gave the short haired boy a gentle
kiss.

'Love to,' Tony giggled like a little girl. Thank God for that, Bastain and
myself could have a nice quiet night. 'I'll give you and Baz a ring
tonight,' Tony spoke to me as a sort of afterthought.

'No probs.

'Great,' Tony snuggled onto the posing bed with Teddy, they obviously had
no intention of going anywhere. Shortly afterwards I left them to it, it
was a nice afternoon and I wanted to see what, if anything, the builders
were upto, I also wanted to see Bastian. Let's face it, I'd been watching
sex shows for the best part of three hours and I was as horny as hell
..... of course, I also wanted to oggle the builders son.


				  THE END


To be continued in Brighton Encounter - Part 6.

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