Date: Tue, 25 Jan 2005 07:49:24 EST
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: Brighton Encounter 8

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.

Onto the story. Enjoy. Donate a coupla quid. KEEP NIFTY FREE

This is the eighth in the Brighton Encounter Series which is based in
Brighton which is in Sussex in the south of England which happens to be in
the United Kingdom. A few people (mainly outlanders) have asked me if
Brighton really is like my stories ..... just give my name to the local
Tourist Office when you visit and I'll pick up my commission later in the
day. Don't forget to book your 'bed and breakfast' in Montpelier Road but
make sure you get the right house.

GCutter66@aol.com ..... for comments and criticism, all mails answered.



BRIGHTON ENCOUNTER


Part 8


by


G. Cutter


Matty carrying the flag once again. By now I shouldn't have to go through
the dreary bit about how the series is written from the key men's
perspective. I'm one of them, as is Bastian, Tony and probably others as
time goes by. Anyway, as they say in committee, I'm in the chair so here
goes.

I was absolutely shagged, now there's a thing. If you'd read the last bit
you'd have known that I'd had a hard day up The Ponds which are up on the
South Downs with Sean, our builder's son and met Jimmy a peeping Tom who
turned into a raver. Confused ... then read it.

At the close of play last night, dontcha just love those cricketing terms,
I'd finished up with Bastian my Boss, my boyfriend and my lover. I was
chuffed, loads of sex was good but the human body can only handle so
much. Tony was shacked up with our little fourteen year old lodger Justin
and the 'peeper' Tony was keeping them company after getting his 'rents
permission ..... to stay overnight, not to play sexgames with a schooly I
hasten to add.

'Thank Christ that's over,' I flopped onto the bed and looked at Bastian as
he sank into an armchair. 'Tired?'

'How does worn out sound?'

'About right,' I agreed and lay full length on the bed, I wasn't inviting
assault or anything I was just tired.

'Your day seemed to be a raging success,' he looked across at me. 'Another
two recruits for Tony's fun factory.'

'For fuck's sake leave Tony out of it,' I snapped at him and looked at the
ceiling. It was the very first time we'd exchanged a bad word and I'd
managed to break the ice, I'd done it.

'Why?' He spoke quite reasonably. 'I'm trying to get a major shift in my
life organised and you're recruiting for a fucking porn firm. I'm trying to
get enough building done in this place to turn two long stays into two
short stays and build you a fuckin' kitchen.........'

'Hang on, hang on,' I leapt up and sat on the edge of the bed. 'You said I
could have a day out with Sean, if you'd have wanted me here I would have
stayed.'

'Bollocks.'

'Be fuckin' fair Baz.....'

'What's fair?' He actually shouted at me for the very first time. 'I'm
lumbered with an idiot builder and a cretin of an electrician and you're
away fucking your arse off right left and centre.'

'Fuck you.' I might not have mentioned that I had a pretty short temper and
this was too much. 'I'll sleep on the sofa and I'll be gone on the
morning.' I shot from the room and like a big tart I was crying, how's
about that, I was actually crying. I loved that guy so much and he was
talking to me like a lump of shit. I was destroyed and things were looking
so good. Where the hell had all this come from?

I flopped onto the sofa in the lounge and curled up still crying. I suppose
in vampire or werewolf language Baz had 'turned me' but, of course, the
inclination was there otherwise I wouldn't have gone down so fast (excuse
the pun). Now shit was happening, I couldn't even go back into the bedroom
and say sorry because I didn't know what his beef was and I certainly
wasn't going to grovel.

'Whassup, Matty,' Tony crept in just wearing his boxers and looking very
anxious. 'What's going on? Justin and Jimmy were just about getting it on
and all hell let loose.'

'Bastian's freaked.' I snivelled.

'He'll get over it,' Tony sat down and put his arm around me. 'He's
probably stressed.'

'Stressed? He's fucking gone ballistic and I don't know what the hell he's
wittering on about.'

'He's jealous,' Tony laughed.

'It's not funny,' I shouted and then let it all go. I burst into tears
really and I mean really crying and despising myself for it. I loved
Bastian, I loved his easy control, his laid back way of going on and I
loved doing the dirty with him. He was a good lover and we went well
together ..... now it was all over.

'Calm down, he dotes on you, my man' Tony thankfully didn't handle me apart
from stroking my shoulder. 'If you run at seven he'll be out looking for
you by eight.'

'Yeah and I might tell him to fuck off.'

'You won't,' Tony predicted. 'You're a sucker for our Baz, I've seen it in
your eyes. You silly tart.'

'Oh, fuck off. Go to bed, Tony.'

OK, OK,' he backed off. 'It'll sort itself out.' he gave me a reassuring
smile and left no doubt eager to get back to the other two. I suppose I sat
in my misery for about half an hour and had actually turned the light off
and was trying to sleep on the sofa. I'd just kicked my trainers off and
was laying fully clothed when I heard someone come into the room. I didn't
want any more of Tony's platitudes so I kept my eyes shut.

'You're not asleep, you're doing the ostrich in the sand bit.' Bastian sat
on the edge of the sofa. 'Sorry.'

To say there was a stony silence would be an understatement but I couldn't
keep my mouth shut under the circumstances.

'Fuck off.'

'Come on, Matty,' Baz laughed. He actually laughed at me. 'Don't act like a
prick.'

'You're the one acting like a prick,' I opened my eyes and turned onto my
back. 'You have a bad day and I cop the shit when I come in.'

'Yeah, you're right,' he sat there and looked at me in the gloom. 'I
suppose I'm jealous.'

'That's what Tony said.'

'He would. Then again he's right for once.'

'I do love you Baz,' I heard myself say. Talk about a surrender, here I was
waving a white flag. 'I love you but I won't have you talking to me like a
bloody rent boy or something. I've offered to find a job, I've offered to
run your kitchen, I don't want to ponce offa you.....'

'I know, I know,' he patted my leg. 'I've said I'm sorry. Can we try and
start again, forget about my big mouth.'

'What's been said has been said.'

'Very perceptive,' I saw him smile in what little light there was. 'Wanna
come to bed and talk about it?'

'I want to come to bed and sleep, cuddle, whatever .... I don't want to
talk.'

'Come on kiddo,' he stood and grabbed my hand. 'Let's both have a good
night sleep, things'll look better in the morning.'

Anyway, that was it. Spat over for the moment but we certainly needed to do
some sorting out for the future.

Well, we did go to bed and we did cuddle and we slept. No chat, no sex all
that was to come.

I awoke in the morning very early, early enough for Baz to be still asleep
which made a change as he was normally the early bird. I snuggled into his
warmth and the fracas of the previous evening came back to me.

'You awake?' I breathed in his ear.

'Just,' he mumbled.

'Tea or coffee?'

'Your coffee's shit, tea's safer.'

'Thanks for that.' I slipped from the bed, at least he wasn't shouting and
from his remark he seemed to be back on form. 'God, I do love you, Baz,' I
kissed him on his hooter and left.

Fifteen minutes later and washed if not bathed I was back, I had his tea so
hot that it would burn him, I had my usual lukewarm coffee. So what, I
don't like hot drinks that you have to blow on. There were absolutely no
sounds of life from the other mob, they'd probably all shagged each other
to death.

'So what's going on today?' I sat on the side of the bed and offered him
his tea, he took it and we looked at each other probably like a pair of
boxers.

'A good start would be if you got back in bed.'

'As the Boss commands,' I shed my bathrobe and slipped in alongside his
warmth.

'Can we just stop it,' he took a sip of his tea and I was delighted to see
him whince and blow on it, that'll teach him. 'My name is Bastian or Baz,
never Boss.'

'OK, Baz.' I looked at him and grinned feeling pretty much in command.

'If you feel you want to move on, today's the day,' he avoided my eyes.

'I don't want to do that, Baz.' I sipped my coffee and studied the ceiling,
we were going nowhere with this one.

'Good boy,' He placed his cup on the bedside table and slid down the bed, I
felt his hand drift onto my belly just abovve my soft cock. 'I don't want
you to leave and I've said sorry for yesterday or last night but I'm not
gonna say sorry for evermore.'

'OK. All done,' I got rid of my pretty rank coffee and also slid down trhe
bed to face him. 'What's happening today,' I gave him a brief kiss on the
nose. I think it was time to try and resolve our differences and get back
to where we were.

'Jesus,' he grabbed me fiercely. 'I don't need all this shit,' his lips
brutally mashed down onto mine and I gave up again. I slipped my tongue
into his mouth and we kissed properly and I felt myself harden as he
did. We ground our bellies together and I think we both sighed with relief,
it was over, at least for the time being and hopefully for a long time to
come.

'Jeremy phoned me up yesterday.' he said after the munching of lips was
done with. 'He's fell out with Paul and he wants you and Tony to look after
his photography a bit more and let him get on with the Europeans, the
Emails and all the rest of it.'

'Tony and myself,' I looked at him trying not to grin. 'That's bad news.'

'Jeremy's willing to pay you both which helps me, he smiled slightly. 'And
I've got a couple of weeks work lined up for you.'

'Really?' This time I really did prick my ears up.

'Yeah, I've lined up with Mr and Mrs Morrison down the road for you to go
and help out mornings for a two week spell.'

'Doing what?'

'Breakfasts,' he laughed. 'See how they do it, pick their brains, etc,
etc. They're OK with it.'

'They're the competition aren't they?'

'Not really, there's punters enough to go around and they're happy to pass
on some of their expertise. Seven 'til around ten every day.'

'Seven?'

'The early bird catches the worm.'

'Yeah, right.' I looked at him and smiled stroking his penis which had
blosomed in the last few moments. 'My Bazman up for it is he?'

'As always,' he dragged me down the bed under the duvet and gave me a
gentle kiss. 'Sorry about yesterday, I just get so jealous.'

'Can't have it both ways Baz. You can't say we'll both do out own thing one
minute and then start grizzling when I do exactly that can you?' He wasn't
going to answer me, I could feel his wet mouth around my own erection and I
started to move around in the bed, a good old sixty niner seemed a good way
to end our little disagreement. I suspected that we may have more fights in
the future but what the Hell ................ a bit of a tiff never wrecked
a marriage. Anyway, I only stood the sucking and getting sucked for a
little while, he was as hard as a rock and I was scared of him popping in
my mouth.

'What you doing?' He mumbled slightly annoyed as I started scrambling
around in the bed.

'Fuck me, Bastian.' I was glad I was under the bedding, I felt my face
burning with shame. What a thing to say and here I was a vestal virgin
around ten days or so ago.

'Come on, lay alongside me he whispered and put his stong arms around me so
that we were nicely spooned. I wanted a good old frontal but this was a
nice cosy way of doing things and ........ fuck it. He was in me.

'Aaaah.' I don't know who gave the loudest sigh of satisfaction, myself as
I felt his hot hardness part my ring and settle into my belly or him as he
took me. 'Yeah, go on, Baz.' I groaned as he began his slow and loving
fuck. It was nice laying in the early morning funk as he gently slipped in
and out of my, by now, well used boy fanny (that's his phrase by the way, I
think it sounds a bit crude).

'Yeah,' he started to go faster and at the same time he wrapped his hand
around mine which I just happened to be wanking myself and away we went. It
was perfection, I splurted into our hands as he released his hot splashes
into my bum. I wriggled back onto his hot cock and for the moment was at
peace with the world.

We lay in sweaty silence for a while until I heard the sound of movement in
the lounge and then the sound of heavy feet above our heads, the builders
were in for another day's mayhem.

'Shit,' Baz muttered and nuzzled the back of my neck.

'Don't get uptight,' I warned him.

'No,' he moved in me and his soft cock slipped free leaving the emptiness
apart from his fluid offerings. 'I'm just going to pop up and say hello and
then get on with the costings.'

'Great.' We might get through a day without another battle.

We got up and after a shared bath went in the kitchen to find that Justin
had already fled back to the parental nest and Jimmy and Tony sat guzzled
at steaming mugs like a pair of overfriendly chipmunks. Such a pair of
tarts, they must have been at it all night, they had bags under their eyes
like binliners.

Mumbles all round and we sat together and it was more coffee, half a
conversation and even a third coffee, we'd all be floating away on the
stuff if we kept it up.

'You boys going down to see Jeremy?' Baz broke it up at last.

'Yeah, nice to see Paul get a kick in the bollocks at last,' Tony grinned.

'Paul's his ex lover,' I informed Jimmy.

'Got a new one now,' Tony giggled like a little girl and draped his arm
around Jimmy and the pair stared at each other like Romeo and bloody
Juliet. At least Jimmy had the grace to blush a bit, Tony was too braindead
for that sort of thing.

'Perhaps we can fit Jimmy up with some work,' I suggested.

'As much as possible,' Jimmy looked at me and then at Bastain. 'I'm always
looking to earn some extra money.'

Baz smiled at me. He was probably thinking the same as I was. Was Jimmy
offering his body or was he offering to help with the upcoming business.

'See Jeremy first,' Bastian spoke. 'Matty is going to need a hand with
breakfasts and then we need to take a youngster on for the daily cleaning.'

'Well I'm the help with breakfast,' Tony volunteered probably with a view
to paying his rent the easy way. I didn't know what arrangement he had with
Baz and for the moment I wasn't asking, I might not like the answer.

'Oh, another thing when you're out. Pop in and see Freddy at the sauna, his
new pool opens later on today.'

'Didn't know he had one,' Tony laughed and looked at me, I just
shrugged. I'd only been there once with Baz but Tony was down every Sunday
morning doing work for Jeremy.

'Yeah,' Baz said impatiently. 'He took over the small newsagents next door
and extended the pool out, that's why all the scaffolding and sheeting was
up.'

'Oh, gotcha,' Tony looked at me and I gave him the nod. Perhaps we could
spend an hour or so down there, it had to beat listening to the builders
upstairs.

'OK lads, away you go,' Baz stood up and walked back into the lounge. 'Bye
Jimmy, nice to meet you, no doubt see you again.'

'Possibly,' Jimmy grinned at my man's disappearing act. Yeah, right. Jimmy
would be back, he'd got a taste for Tony that was pretty clear. For the
time being Jeremy was the target, see him, see what work he had for us and
see how much it was going to earn us. Both Tony and myself needed to
contribute to the housekeeping, Baz hadn't said anything in the course of
our argument but I was pretty sure that Tony and myself just swanning in
and out didn't go down too well. I knew that Baz was pretty well off but
the strain of looking after two teenage 'nephews' and the outlay he was
having with the alterations must be hurting him financially, it was time
for me to bend Tony's ear a bit.

It was quite a nice day, not as hot as it had been, maybe there was a touch
of Autumn in the air but pleasant nevertheless, certainly no need for
jackets. We were at Jeremy's by eleven and he opened up for us, he was
introduced to Jimmy and straight away gave his OK to use the slender blondy
through the whole range also to partner him up, I think he might have seen
Jimmy as a coming star and he might be right. Apparently the start of the
argument with Paul had been that Paul had been raiding Jeremy's paperwork
and poaching his models to fill in for his 'escort agency', needless to say
Jeremy wasn't all that excited especially after one of his models had
complained about Paul pestering him at home.

In spite of all this Paul was due down in an hour to pose for some solo
stuff which ne needed to progress his own modelling career. It seemed our
Paul was a man of many talents, pornographer, procurer, male model and male
prostitute. Apparently he recruited under age boys on the side ..... a real
diamond as they say.

'We'll do him quicky and go down the sauna,' Tony declared. 'But we've got
time to do a pinup set of Jimmy before he comes and Jimmy can look at the
others and we can get to organising a pair.'

'What about pairing with you,' Jimmy grinned at Tony. 'At least we've done
the rehearsal.'

'Yeah, I know,' Tony rubbed his bum and pulled a face. 'Still sore, babes.'

'Shut up, you disgusting pair. Let's get the cameras sorted.' Tony was
alright in small doses but he got a bit wearing at times. I was a bit
curious about Paul, I'd seen him naked in pictures but not in the
flesh. Mind you I was on a warning from Baz so it was strictly no sex with
Paul, nothing had been said about Jimmy and Tony though.

We didn't have too much time left with Jimmy, he was due to return home and
apart from being allowed night leave he seemed pretty well under the
control of his parents. He had arranged to meet Tony the following day so
we decided to do his session first and then let him get on his way.  It
seemed that he had a close friend called Leon who he suggested for some
doubles. This immediately got Tony into jealousy mode but we smoothed it
over. Jeremy was hassling us to produce more and more, his customers were
clamouring for English boys and he clearly needed to combat the stuff
coming from the good old Soviet Union, the ex Soviet Union that is where
kids probably did it for a spam sandwich or something. Anyway we gave Jimmy
a rather vague booking for him to do stuff with his mate Leon and away we
went. We could do Paul afterwards assuming he turned up on time and then we
could go down to Freddy's and scope out this new pool for Bastian.

It was a good shoot with Jimmy, the full striptease and wank all the way
through to the cum bit, of course Tony contributed although he didn't get
in on the pictures. We sorted throught the current models and Jimmy
surprisingly volunteered to double up with Kenny although he still had this
mate of his he wanted to introduce. No problems, we now had him on camera
to show Kenny and we could take it from there, it was a bit like a dating
agency. There's nothing worse as I was to find out later to try and get two
guys to have sex when they couldn't stand the sight of each other. Anyway,
in the end Jimmy bade his fond farewells to Tony and a routine farewell to
myself and he was off.

On the dot of one o'clock Paul, the eversmiling Paul, turned up all ready
for his session. Jeremy had made himself scarce and Tony wasn't on speaking
terms so I had to do the spadework. It was my first session 'in charge' as
you might say. I could sense that Paul was quite ready for a game but being
aware of Bastain's feelings I opted out. Tony was being annoying by talking
to me and completely ignoring Paul, it was a bit awkward but we got through
it. We ran the pictures through Jeremy's computer and then copied them onto
a disc for Paul to take with him. End of story as they say but I suspect
Paul was like one of those bad pennies ..... they keep turning up. In the
end he went and you could virtually feel the tension leave the place.

'He's such a cunt,' Tony scowled when he came back from uhering Paul out of
the building. 'He told me that if I fancied a bit of sex to bring you
around his place one night.'

'What did you say?'

'Told him to fuck off,' Tony grinned. 'Let's chat Jeremy and then we can go
down the sauna, I wouldn't mind a bit of a splash around.'

That's exactly what we did do, we watched both photoshoots on Jeremy's own
computer and he declared himself well pleased. He left the forthcoming
doubles in Tony's hands and we were on the move again only this time with
some money in our pockets. We stopped on the front for a rather overpriced
lunch and then hopped a bus to go down to the sauna at Rottingdean where
Freddy was expecting us.

The place was closed although after inspecting us through the peephole
Freddy let us in.

'Tea, or a can of something. lads?'

'Coke or a Doctor Pepper.' Tony asked. 'Got company?' We could hear high
pitched squeals from the sauna area.

'My nephew and his pal,' Freddy grinned. 'They're roadtesting the my new
pool but they've got to be gone by five when I open up for the regulars.

'Why's that?' I asked innocently.

'They're a fifteen and a twelve year old,' Freddy laughed. 'I don't want
them getting mixed up with the lot that use this place.'

'What about us?' Tony asked cheekily.

'Mmmm,' Freddy looked at us for a moment and laughed. 'Yeah, you two are
alright but be cool, they're just kids not teeny sluts.'

'Great,' Tony grinned. 'We've been working all morning,' he informed
Freddy.

'Two and a half hours,' I corrected him.

'Whatever,' Tony airily. 'Seemed like all morning with Paul.'

'Oh, yeah,' Freddy looked up from his tea. 'I hear you two fell out.'

'Paul's fell out with everyone.'

'He's fell out with me as well,' Freddy told us both. 'I got fed up with
him bringing schoolies up here when the oldsters around. That's just asking
for trouble. I don't mind a kids session and an adults session but I can't
afford to have the two mix. The police might get interested and I wouldn't
like that.'

'Right on .....  we're kids,' Tony jumped to his feet and looked down at
me.

'We're kids,' I agreed.

'Pool clears at four thirty, have fun ..... and don't corrupt my nephew
..... if such a thing were possible,' Freddy grumbled and retired to his
office clutching his tea.

Tony raised his eyebrows, gave me a big grin and was off and virtually
running for the changing rooms. The sauna was on but barely hot probably
brewing up for the evening session. We got rid of our clothing into the
lockers and wandered through to the pool area each of us wearing the
madatory towel around our waists. The noise got louder and we found out why
when we went into the new pool area. I was expecting a swimming pool but it
wasn't quite so grand, just a larger version of the dunking pool that was
there previously and it contained two boys.

Tony and I stood there transfixed, talk about stunners. The taller boy
clearly Freddy's nephew was in the process of clambering on the smaller
boys back and riding him around in the water which was around three feet
deep at one end and seemed to drop at the other. He had a huge smile on his
handsome face and appeared to be all mouth. I know I've gone on about
Paul's huge mouth and his crocodile smile. This kid was the same, a
pleasantly rubbery face which seemed to be set in a permanent grin. The
younger boy was a darling as well, very good looking and I could sense
Tony's eyes out on stalks and mine probable were as well.

'Jeez,' Tony breathed.

'Ditto.'

Suddenly the boys noticed us and there was silence.

'Don't mind us,' Tony shouted and closed the glass door. 'We're mates of
Freddy. Carry on kids ..... by the way do you mind if we join you?'

'Nah,' the taller one grinned and the other one taking his cue offered a
shy smile. They both shuffled right into the shallows and gave us a view of
their boyish bottoms, apparently they were keeping the willies hidden. Not
so with Paul and myself, we dropped our towels and dropped into the deeper
water concious of both pairs of eyes viewing our assets on the way in.

'I'm Tony and this here is Matty,' Tony waded into the shallower water and
introduced us.

'Kurt,' the taller one spoke and gave that toothy grin again.

'John,' the shorter boy contributed gazing at Tony in something like
awe. Suited me fine, Kurt was nice, I think if Tony started chatting up
John he'd be done for cradle snatching, although the youngster had the
bottom of an angel. I got a glimpse of both their crotches and Kurt was a
sort of normal size of around three inches soft but John's sex was a mere
inch or so, both had pubics although naturally enough John's were far less
that Kurt's.

'Come here often?' That was Tony being original. Both boys mumbled an
answer and just stood there either embarassed or frozen with shyness. As
ever the running was done by Tony, I'll always give that boy ten out of ten
for getting the ball rolling. Without another word he dived under the water
and yanked at John's legs dragging the kid under the water, a second later
Kurt gave a laugh and jumped on Tony trying to protect his pal and then I
jumped on Kurt's slippery body and we were off.

Talk about grope time, it was super grope. I had so many hands grab my
willy that I thought I'd gone to a watery heaven. So much for Freddy's
innocent boys, the shouting and laughing would have awoken the dead. I saw
straight away that Tony was devoting the bulk of his time and effort to
little John which suited me fine, I'd just developed an instant crush and
it was on the gangly Kurt with the big soppy grin.

We were all splashing each other and for some reason Kurt had glued himself
on my back, I could feel his soft sex pressed against my back and just
above my buttocks, talk about friendly, this kid was a bit over the top.

'Get on my shoulders, John,' Tony ordered. The kid hestitated for a moment
and then with a laugh did as he was told. I could see where this was going
and allowed Kurt who was pretty heavy to get across my back. I could have
sworn his dicky was filling out but it was probably my imagination.

Knights on horses,' John screamed and started to flail his arms at Kurt who
responded from his 'horse' which happened to be me. Tony pulled a a face
and gave me a wink, I don't know if he was being playful or fancied his
chances, you never knew with Tony. I splashed water at Tony as Kurt fought
his battle from my back, we collapsed in a tangle of boyish bodies at least
three times before we eventually moved to poolside and stood and sat
panting and knackered.

I felt Kurt's eyes on me and gave him a little smile which he returned. He
was so fuckin' nice. I couldn't let this one go.

'I gotta pee,' he gave me a grin as if daring me to follow.

'I'll come with you.' I clambered up the steel steps after him with my
hooter virtually between his cheeks and as he shook water on me chased him
into the toilets. He stood at the urinal and let go a solid stream of
golden water and I must admit I peeked, how could I not. I looked up to see
his eyes locked on mine and then they dropped and he blatantly eyed my
equipment as I also drained off.

'Nice,' his voice was barely above a whisper.

'Do you live in Brighton?' I couldn't think of anything else to say. If it
had been Tony, he'd have had the kid in a cubicle in a couple of seconds
flat.

'Yeah, right at the top end of Montpellier.'

'Montpellier?' I think my voice broke in a squeak.

'You know it?'

'I live there, just by Upper North Street.'

'I'm up by the hospital,' He shook his penis and moved away from the
stall. 'We'd better go back, John will be getting jealous.'

'I don't blame him,' I muttered and he gave a little laugh in return. He
beat me from the door and gave me a deliberate wiggle of his cute bum, I
slapped it lightly it's all in the genes after all.

'I knew you'd do that,' he squealed and ran for the pool with me in hot
pursuit.

We got back to find Tony and John sitting by the pool with towels around
their waist, as we approached Tony got to his face with a slight smile on
his face. 'I'm just going to show John around, the rest rooms and all the
rest of it,' he said. Placing his hand on the boy's bare shoulder he
steered him through the door leading to the so called rest rooms, the rooms
where the last thing you did was rested.

'Jeepers,' Kurt grinned at me. 'That was bloody quick.'

'Our Tony's hell on wheels.'

'He is that,' Kurt gave me a sly look. 'Aren't you going to give me a
tour?'

'Do you want one?'

'Why not?' He looked at me with wide open eyes and grinned, his smile split
his face.

I took him through the same door into the corridor which was lined with
doors for the small cubicles which were technically for massages and for
relaxing and were used for a far different purpose. I could hear the murmur
of voices down at the end so I guided him into the very first door on the
left.

'Now what?' He looked at me with a half smile.

'This,' I reached out and put my hands on his slender hips pulling him
closed until our damp towels met. I fondled his high riding bum through the
wet material and ground against him.

'You naughty man,' he giggled and I felt him unhook the top of my towel and
then his own, they both slowly slid to the floor as we pressed
together. Now clasping his damp bum I guided him back onto the bed and
collapsed taking him down with me. I kissed him lightly on the nose and he
smiled up at me and gently returned the kiss only on the lips. 'You're
nice, I like you.'

'I like you too, Kurt,' I dropped my head and nuzzled and licked at first
one nipple and then the other, as they hardened and stuck out I traced my
lips down his satin skinned chest and belly.

'Ooooh,' he sighed and stroked my hair as I lapped across the top of his
rapidly hardening cock, I licked his sweet glans as it became exposed and
felt the taste of boy juice at the tip. 'Aaaaah, Matty,' he spasmed as I
took his erection into my mouth. He wasn't bad for a lad, it had filled out
at around five inches and was slender but so hard. I took as much as I
could into my mouth and started to suck.

'Mmmm,' I breathed around the meaty mouthful and glanced up his flat belly
to see him looking down at me with his grin firmly in place.

'Spin around,' he whispered.

'Damn right.'  This was a bonus, I hadn't realised he was an advanced
student. As we shuffled around he kissed me as I continued to suck him and
as he came down onto me he took my own hardness deep into his mouth and
started to suck on it like a lollipop. I gently fucked into his hot wetness
as he did to me. A by the book sixty niner and he was a bloody fifteen year
old. I wondered if he did this with the other boy but banished the
thought. The here and now was what mattered, I clasped one firm bun in each
hand and fondled and squeezed the solid flesh. Christ, that kid had a fine
arse.

'I can't keep this going,' he sobbed and started to move faster in my
mouth, I did the same, it would be nice to cum together. We did. For a
youngster he came well, his hot juice spurted into my mouth just as I
pumped into his, all you could hear for a couple of minutes was swallowing
and gobbling just like a pair of turkeys having a ball. I slid around when
it was over and lapped his grinning spunk gleaming face.

'You dirty sod,' he giggled and wriggled as I pinned him to the bed. 'You
wait 'til I tell Uncle Freddy.'

'He'll probably want some too.'

'He did that a couple of years back,' he gave a dirty chuckle. 'A slow blow
was my thirteenth birthday present.'

'I can think of worse presents,' I snuggled in and fondled his firm
bottom. 'You could earn some money with Tony and myself.'

'What? As a bumboy,' he grinned. 'I don't do it for cash.'

'But you do it?' I rubbed between his legs which he obligingly opened and
raised a little. I stroked across his slightly sweaty pucker and gently
pushed, it opened for me like a soft baby's mouth.

'Aaaah,' he sighed as my finger entered his tight little fanny. 'I haven't
yet,' he gave me that bloody great grin and a camp look. 'I might think
about it if I liked someone enough.'

'You said you liked me.'

'There you go then,' he laughed and kissed my nose. 'You'll have to romance
me,' he reached down and stroked my limp meat. 'It's getting hard again,'
he whispered.

'OK. lads. Time's up,' Freddy shouted from the pool area.

'Shit,' Kurt hissed. 'He knows that we're in here, he'll know we've been
upto something.'

'Brave it out, baby.'

'With you by my side,' he giggled. 'My big butch Matty!'

'Butch enough to give you babies, Kurtykins.'

'Mmmmmm,' he kissed me long and hard. 'And yes,' he pulled away and grabbed
his towel.

'Yes, what?'

'About the babies,' he gave a laugh, a wiggle of his bum and he was gone. I
just lay there for a moment, had he really said it?. My goofy schooly
wanted me. Jeez, Bastian would go bloody bananas.

I sort of crept back into the pool area followed by Tony and John looking
rather guilty. Rather surprisingly Kurt and Freddy were chatting away as if
nothing had happened, I let a silent sigh of relief go, I was half
expecting Freddy to throw a tantrum but he seemed as right as rain. By the
way, what's so right about rain ... anyone know? You get buried in a
mudslide and you wouldn't be so fond of the bloody stuff. Anyway, I digress
as Baz would say.

We got dressed with the boys, we even had a can with Freddy and we were on
our way. We split at the Clocktower, Tony wandered off with young John, I
didn't know where they were going and neither did I care I was happy being
on my ownsome with Kurt. Tony had promised to be home for supper so he
clearly hadn't decided to inflict himself on John's parents although I
wouldn't put it past him.

Where did you say you lived?' Kurt looked sideways at me and did the
eyebrows like Groucho Marx.

'Montpelier by Upper North.'

'Inviting me in for tea?'

'Yeah, why not? You can meet my partner.'

'Partner,' he stopped and scowled at me. 'As in permanent boyfriend you
mean.'

'Permanent but we do our own thing.'

'This I gotta see,' he muttered and we continued walking.

I was in a very difficult situation. I wanted Kurt and he wanted me by the
looks of things, what I didn't know was what Bastain's attitude would be,
he seemed to blow hot and cold on this free love bit. One minute he was
saying shag yourself to death and the next minute he was throwing a
wobbly. Time would tell. I wanted Kurt that was one thing I was sure about.

We got home and I trundled Kurt down into the happy home. Bastian was in
the kitchen and greeted me with a smile and a curious look at Kurt.

'Hi Baz. This is Kurt, Freddy's nephew.'

'Oh, so this is the famous Kurt. Freddy's told me about you,' Bastian
grinned. 'Funnily enough we were talking about you the other day.'

'You were?' Kurt had lost his normal grin.

'Yeah,' Bastian stood and put the kettle on. 'I was saying that we needed a
lad to help out with our breakfasts and cleaning in a month or so ..... he
suggested you.'

'Did he?' Kurt's voice broke into a squeak and the huge grin appeared.

'Yeah,' Bastian smiled. 'Matty's going to be my chef and Tony, who you
probably know, will be giving a hand as well.'

'Great.'

'I know you can't do too much in termtime but you can in the holidays and
you'll be leaving school next year I understand.'

'Yeah.' Kurt had retreated into one word answers. I was a bit surprised, I
half expected Bastian to be a bit shirty but he was as good as gold (which
is even better than being as right as rain).

'I know your dad anyway.'

'Really?'

'Really,' Bastian laughed. 'I also know that you and Matty have been at it
this afternoon.' He spared a smile for me.

'You don't mind?' I think Kurt and I spoke at exactly the same time like a
pair of clones.

'Uncle Freddy spilt the beans,' Kurt scowled ... he did a nice scowl by the
way.

'He's alright,' Bastian laughed. 'Boys will be boys and he likes Matty
anyway. He's a bit iffy about Tony and the other kid but the boy's old
enough to say no by all accounts.'

'He won't say no,' Kurt gave a knowing smile. 'Not our little John.'

'Fine then,' Bastian made up three mugs of coffee and passed them
around. 'I've got to go down and see Jeremy in a bit and then I'm going
around to see our young plasterer, I'm sure Matty can entertain you.'

'I'm sure he can,' Kurt smiled probably taken aback a little by Bastian's
lack of concern and laid back attitude.

'I'll be home around eleven,' Bastian told me, I then told him that Tony
was staying out but would be back later. We sat down and had our drink and
exchanged small talk. Baz seemed quite happy with the idea of me humping
Kurt as my slightly loony chum wasn't making any secret about his crush on
me or whatever he had, maybe a little love job. In the end Bastian left
promising to let Kurt know more about the job and a wage if he popped
around tomorrow.

'All on our ownsome,' Kurt looked at me slyly and stretched his long legs
out and adjusted his groin. 'I might be gay you know but I'm not a poof.'

'What's that mean?' I laughed. 'What's the subtle difference, Kurty?'

'Gays do male on male sex and they both fuck, poofs get fucked.'

'Ah,' I nodded wisely. 'So, you're trying to tell me something then.'

'In a way,' Kurt gave me his sunniest grin, crocodile teeth an' all.'

'I get your point Kurt,' I stood up and pulled him to his feet. 'What time
are you supposed to be back home.'

'Don't matter, my 'rents don't give a toss.'

'Sad.'

'Innit,' he laughed, grabbed my hips and tugged us into a clinch. 'I've
never gone all the way before,' he avoided my eyes and nuzzled at my
neck. 'I sucked John off a coupla times and that's about it, mind you he's
done me as well so we're evens.'

'Got to keep evens,' I mocked. I could see where he was coming from though
and I didn't want him to think that I only wanted to fuck him and run. I'm
not like that, I wanted him to have his fun as well. 'Don't hurt me, I'm a
virgin,' I tried to keep a straight face.

'You fuckin' liar,' he hooted. 'Betcha you're as slack as a yak.'

'Tart,' I bent him backwards over the kitchen table and sank my mouth onto
his. We ground our crotches together both feeling the other's hardness
through the material of our trousers. 'You're ripe for it, Kurt,' I husked.

'I know,' he moaned and his legs came up and wrapped around my waist. He
closed his eyes and moaned as I made humping motions into his groin.

'Come on kid. Let's go to bed.'

'I hope you're not going to suggest we get out clothes off, get all naked
and do the dirty?'

'Yeah,' I looked at him a bit unsure of myself for a minute. 'Why not?'

'Yeah, why not?' He gave a laugh and his hand flashed out and grabbed my
semi hard. 'Yeah, you're just about ready.' Talk about front, that kid had
brass balls, I was over a year older than he was for God's sake. I took him
into our bedroom, or rather Baz's room and he looked around uncertainly for
a moment until I gave him a shove and he collapsed onto the bed.  'Certain
lack of charm there, matey,' he giggled and started to wrestle with me as I
lay out alongside him.

'I don't have to take you by force, do I?' I ground my groin into his, my
semi erection had ceased to be semi.

'Nah,' we'll do that game later.......' The conversation stopped as I glued
my lips to his and we started to explore each other's gums. God, now we
were properly private he was a bloody animal. He was really into sucking,
he sucked my nose, then my ears and gradually the clothing finished up on
the floor. He had a nice body, smooth naturally enough but slim without
being skinny. I knew he had a nice dicky but he was hard again as I was and
as I fondled it as it hardened fully his glans slid free and gleamed with
it's natural lubricant.

'Jeez,' you're ready again? Kurty, you're a monster.'

'Yeah,' he giggled and snuggled into me. 'Show me how.' That was the first
and only time I ever heard him sound shy.

'I'm told on great authority that the best way for a first time boy is on
your side or standing......'

'Gotta bed, use it,' he mumbled and then slightly red faced turned away
from me and shoved his soft bum against my hip, I nuzzled against his warm
shoulder and reached under the pillow for the KY. This was it. Meet, sixty
nine, go home and fuck. Seemed to be a Brighton thing. God knows what they
did before somebody discovered sex, watched BBC I suppose. 'You gotta stop
if I tell you.'

'Don't worry, Kurt. I shall.' I uncapped the KY and applied some to my
fingers and slid my hand between his cheeks. Surprisingly enough for a
first timer he remained relaxed and just flinched a little and groaned as I
slid one finger inside his hot flesh and moved it to and fro.

'Not much of a willy,' he gave a shaky laugh and pushed back a little.

'Comedian,' I slipped my finger free and then replaced it with two. That
shut him up.

'Aaaaah,' he groaned and I stopped. 'No, don't stop.'

I moved in closer and kissed the side of his slightly sweaty neck whilst
working my fingers into his tight little passage as far as I could. He was
a good boy, he took it patiently and in the end gave contented little moans
as I gently finger fucked him.

'You ready?'

'Yeah.' He turned his head a bit, 'Matty?'

'Yeah.'

'I knew it was going to be you the moment you walked into the pool with
that other kid.'

'Well you got something right,' I chuckled as I slowly slid my finger out
of his body and smeared my glans and shaft. A bit too much of the glop but
better a messy first time than a painful one.

As I slid my hardness between his cheeks he spoke for the last time as a
virgin. 'Gonna fuck you for this.'

'Goody, that's my Kurtykins.'

'Prat,' he giggled and exhaled gustily as he must have felt my oiled glans
push at his sphincter. 'Aaaah,' he clutched the pillow as I felt my swollen
and ultra sensitive knob glide through his ring like a heated knife through
butter. No more moaning just a breathless hush as I felt my shaft gradually
fill his tight little hot fleshy tunnel. 'Weird.' he mumbled into his
pillow but remained totally relaxed making it easier for him and myself as
well.

At what I estimated to be the half way mark I started to move in and out
gaining a bit more depth at every movement.

'I could get to like this,' he muttered.

'Another six inches to go yet.'

'Big head,' he laughed softly and reached back to grab my hip and then
started to push back onto me as I slipped into his sweet flesh. 'Can I try
on my belly?'

'If you want.' I stayed inside him as he lay out face into the pillow and
got between his legs. He must have been watching blueys or might have seen
some photos but he slipped the pillow down under his crotch elevating his
beautiful bum for my slow and gentle fuck. As I felt my pubics press
against his smooth skin and soft relaxed bottom I supported myself on my
forearms either side of his torso and started to go faster and dig a little
harder.

'Yeah, go for it,' he tried to grin over his shoulder but my lips came down
on the side of his face and I managed to flicker my tongue at the corner of
his mouth. 'Next time face to face,' he pushed his bottom up hard against
me as I fucked him ever faster and harder. I could feel my heat rising
which was a shame, I could of gone on forever with Kurty, he was so
pliable, so keen to please and as a bonus a really good fuck (to put it
bluntly).

We finished up with me attacking him like a battering ram and he almost
crouched in a doggy pushing back onto my thrusts. 'I'm so fuckin' hard,' he
moaned at one stage.

'Excellent,' I replied, he just laughed in return and pushed back even
harder.

I couldn't last I rammed in for the last time and lay on his sweat soaked
back with my aching hardon really buried to the hilt. I almost cried out as
I felt it jerk and then the blessed pumping as I seemed to squirt gallons
of my love deep into his body. 'Gawd,' I moaned and stirred myself in his
flooded tunnel.

'God, indeed,' he moaned and tentatively pushed back again onto my spurting
penis. 'You cum loads,' he whispered as if amazed that I'd actually cum at
all, he experimentally clamped and eased on my now limpening cock. I gently
and carefully slipped free and grabbing him rolled onto the bed and faced
him.

'You alrght?'

'Wicked.' He beamed at me. 'That was the buzz of a lifetime.'

'Good.' I was happy that he was happy. A perfect conclusion to one's first
sex although there was one final item.

'I thought I was going to squirt when you came in me,' he grinned.

'Good job you didn't,' I smiled back. 'That's my juice, don't you waste
it.'

'I won't,' he idly stroked his erection and it was plain to see he was up
for it. The thing was sticking straight up his belly, the head was shiny
and his ballbag was shrunken up tight with his nuts nesting at the base of
his erection, this kid was going to cum as soon as he was inside me that's
if he lasted that long.

'I stink like a ferret,' he sniffed under one arm and pulled a
face. 'Pongy.'

'No matter, we can have a bath after,' I gave him a swift kiss. 'Knees
between my legs, lover boy.' The beginners class was underway once more.

'Yeah,' his grin this time was so wide his face almost disappeared as he
clambered up and unsteadily got himself between my legs.

'You won't need any lube,' I started up at him. 'Take it easy and stop if I
tell you, don't get carried away.'

'OK, Matty,' he moved closer and I rested my legs on his shoulders as he
nudged in even closer. I felt his slippery glans swipe across my pucker but
he got there at the second try. 'Alright?' He croaked.

'Slowly ......' I gasped as I felt his hard pressure and a jerk. His solid
shaft entered me and he slowly began to fill me with his boyish
stiffness. 'In and out, Kurty, gently.'

'Absolutely incredible,' he whispered and stared directly into my eyes as
he began to move in and out settling himself in deeper at every
thrust. 'Fantastic.'

'Shut up and fuck.'

'Yessir,' he gave me that incredibly goofy grin of his again and started.

I knew he wasn't going to last. He was just getting into his stride and he
started to curse. 'Shit, shit, shit.'

I nearly burst out laughing but stiffled it as I felt his five inches of
boyhood jerk and start to pump his beautiful creamy spunk deep into my
inside. It was truly a quicky but the next time it would last forever.

'Never mind,' I let my legs slip down his slippery body and hugged him
tightly as he lay on me, I felt his rapidly deflating penis slip from me
and trapped it's slimy softness between my legs.

'I'm so bloody sorry,' his hot breath fanned my face. 'I couldn't make it
last.'

'There's always next time,' I smiled at him soothing him and not really
wanting to ruffle his feathers. From my vast seniority of a whole year I
know how easy it is to upset younger teenagers. 'You did well. You're good
sex and a good sex giver.'

'Am I?' He looked absolutely delighted.

'I'm almost jeaulous for that little John,' I tried a bit of pumping.

'Yeah, he's ace isn't he,' he sniggered. 'My number one target,' he
whispered as if the place was bugged.

'Tony might be after the same thing.'

'I ain't fussed if it makes life a bit easier for me,' he grinned
cheerfully and settled himself with his cheek on my chest. 'You and that
Bastian at it?'

I didn't answer just kissed the top of his head.

'Must be if you're partners,' he answered himself. 'He's rather nice
..... and that Tony carries on like a slut ..... but he's OK.'

I just smiled up at the ceiling, I seemed to have found a boy with pretty
varied tastes and he'd only had one fuck for God's sake. He could turn out
to be a bigger raver than our Tony if such a thing was possible.

'You sound like a bit of a slut yourself, that's three bodies you've got in
your evil sights already.'

'You're not jealous of me fancying your guy.'

'This is a jealousy free zone,' I spoke with my tongue very carefully
parked in cheek and my fingers crossed. God alone knows what Bastian would
make of this one although he seemed pretty laid back when we'd come home in
the afternoon. 'How old is John by the way.'

'Twelve coming on thirteen,' Kurt laughed. 'Lovely bum, not much of a dick
though.'

'I noticed,' I replied dryly. 'A virgin bum at that.'

'Not for much longer,' he declared very positively. 'Not for long.'

'Dirty sod.'

'Ain't I,' he cackled. 'Just going to the toilet, I feel a bit squishy.'

'Don't kill my babies,' I cried out dramatically.

'Shurrup, loony,' he ran from the room laughing his head off. Well done,
Matty, I thought, another soul corrupted for evermore. Mr. Satan would be
well pleased with me, well, Bastian would be anyway.

As he returned to the room five minutes later I left, we avoided each
other's eyes. It was a thing that had to be done, you just can't fuck for
ever. I, in my turn went to the bathroom and returning flopped onto the bed
alongside him.

'What now?' He looked at me seriously for once.

'You don't have to rush off, do you?' I ducked my head and lightly ran my
lips across his smooth torso and tongued at his nipple.

'Nah,' he whispered and stroked my hair as I tended to his nipples and his
smooth breasts. I could have fucking well eaten him, my hand slid down and
cupped his limp penis but it was hardening. 'You're getting me going
again,' he muttered thickly holding my head to his chest.

'Randy schooly,' I mocked and encircled his soft cock with my hand all the
time kissing and nuzzling at his super smooth chest and belly. It was
thickening no doubt about it. 'I wanna make love to you again before you
go, Kurt.'

'Fuck you mean.'

'Make love, I mean and thinking on it ......' I looked up his chest into
his sparkling eyes. 'Why not stay with us the night?'

'What about your Bastian?'

'You could get done twice.'

'Don't I get a go,' he gave me a Macauley Culkin, you know the one, the
eyes and mouth at full stretch. 'I ain't an old prossy.'

'I know that.' I slipped up the bed and kissed him on the chin and then our
lips met and we shared a lazy kiss which became a battle of tongues as it
got heavier.

'You turn me on, Matty,' he gasped as he grabbed me and tried to force me
flat on the bed. He was now fully hard again and his meat pressed hot and
heavy against my thigh.

'You gotta fight for it, Kurt baby.'

'Right,' he laughingly pushed me onto my back, I made only a token
resistance. I wanted it and so did he, we had time and I wanted him so
much. 'Come on, Matty boy,' he purred and got between my legs. Slipping his
hands under my thighs he raised them and forced my knees back onto my
chest. I playfully fought but I was only going through the motions and he
knew it.

'Bastard,' I grinned up at him.

'You are so hot,' he breathed hotly and bent over to kiss me keeping his
erection out of the way ... for the moment.

Shit, shit, shit. The bloody phone was ringing.

'Don't answer it,' he tried to pin me to the bed desperately.

'I've got to, it might be a booking or something.'

'Aw bollocks,' he gave me a reproachful look and collapsed face down on the
bed as I slid off, grabbed a towel and rushed for the lounge.

It was Baz on the phone, apparently he'd spent some time with Jeremy
sorting out pay scales as he put it. He was at Colin's, the plasterer's for
some unknown reason but I could read my Baz like a book.

'I might stay overnight, save coming back and disturbing you.'

'That's very Christian of you,' I replied dryly.

'Now now, Matty,' I heard the laugh in his voice. 'Why don't you ask Kurt
to stay the night, I know his parents and they don't give a toss about
him.'

'I was thinking about it but I didn't know how you'd feel.' It just a
little white lie you understand.

'Do it, he'll stay,' he actually laughed. 'He's got the hots for you and by
the way ......' His voice dropped. 'If I get on OK with Colin you can put
us in Jeremy's book for a session.'

'What, you and that ugly sod?'

'Shurrup,' he laughed. 'He's not ugly and he's made a pass at me already.'

'Lucky you,' I sniffed. Still, all's fair in love and war and I did have
sweet goofy Kurt all to myself.

'See you in the morning then,' he sounded like he was about to put the
phone down. 'We still alright are we?'

'We are.'

'Good lad, Matt.' He dropped the phone and I was off at a gallop for the
bedroom to give Kurt the good news.

'Problems?' He craned his head around and frowned.

'Nah,' I sat on the bed and gently stroked the silken skin of his
buttocks. 'Bastian is staying out the night, so if you stay you'll have to
put up with me.'

'Really?' He suddenly sprang up from the bed and leapt on me. I was borne
backwards by his sudden assault and found myself on my back and him between
my legs. 'I'll stay, I've got a taste for it,' he gave me a comic leer and
spread my legs with his knees. 'Now where were we .....'

Jeez, he was a bit too quick with it, I yelped as I felt his swollen glans
spear into my bum but once he was in and he saw how he'd hurt me he froze.

'You bastard,' I whined feeling a bit like a big girl's blouse but
comforted by his mass spreading my ring and part filling my hole all the
same.

'Sorry, sorry, sorry, Matty. I didn't mean to .......'

'Take it easy, Kurt.' I groaned and then gave him a pained smile, l gave
him the message, let him be a bit more gentle in future. 'Now, gently, you
oaf.'

'Sorry,' he gave me a final apologetic grin and began to smoothly slip in
and out until I felt his belly tight up under my balls and his hot boyhood
firmly sheathed in my body.

'Yeah, nice,' I grabbed his neck and brought his ripe lips down for a kiss.

'Forgiven?' He mumbled holding my hips and slowly moving to and fro, all
the time his flickering tongue met mine and explored my teeth and gums.

I didn't answer, I just clamped on his slipery penis boycock and let him
fuck. I was getting a double pleasure, his young virility slipping in and
out and the feel of his tight buns in my hands. A nice way to finish the
day.

He moved in and out slowly digging in deep at the end of each thrust and
taking his time. At one stage I dropped my legs flat and we fucked belly to
belly until he lifted my legs again. 'Nearly, there, Matty,' he shook his
head slpattering me with his sweat.

'Go for it, Rambo.'  He did, I would have thought you could hear the sound
of our sweaty bodies slapping together down the street. God, that boy could
fuck, he was like a bloody rabbit and I just loved it.

'Aaaaah,' he froze. His hot boy's cock was in me deep and he slowly smiled
as I felt him jerk within me and then the hot splashes as he filled me with
his creamy spunk. 'Gawd on a trolley, that was so good.' he grinned broadly
as he slowly moved his still squirting penis into my well flooded
arse. 'Jeeez, Matty that was brilliant.'

'Concur,' I grinned up at him and pressed my legs onto his sweat sheened
back .

'Mmmm,' he lay on my own raging hardon and softly kissed me. 'Gotta do that
again,' he gave a little dig but he was already softening.

'What goes around comes around, young Kurtykins.'

'Frontal this time,' he whispered and carefully withdrew his flaccid
cock. 'Just like real loverbois..'

'Let's see that huge fanny of yours,' I sprung up and pushed him flat on
his back hoisting his legs in the air.

'Shurrup, you tart,' he sqealed and wriggled beneath me but it was an
act. He wanted it and I knew that. He knew that I knew, yadda, yadda. 'It's
not huge.'

'No, it's not.' I agreed moving in so that my erection slipped against his
pucker, I moved in a little closer.

'Go on,' he croaked and held my really hard and now precuming glans against
his entrance. 'Come on, Matty,' he closed his eyes and rested his calves on
my shoulder. A gentle push and I felt his muscle part for me and once more
I felt my slippery knob enter his tight passage and slid into his tight
little arse. 'Yeah,' he sighed with satisfaction, he opened his eyes and
looked at me with that Daffy Duck grin.

I fucked him slow and steady, God much against my wishes I was falling in
love with this soppy looking kid. The one thing I didn't want to happen was
happening. I knew it wasn't to be but as long as Baz was happy with what we
were doing then so was I. I wouldn't have thought Kurt would remain
faithful for to long and as sure as hell I wasn't, I was married for God's
sake. But sieze the day as they say.

He was a good fuck, he was good sex and he was here for a short time
only. Baz was my man, Baz was my lover and that was the way it was going to
be ..... but for the moment, Kurt. The boy filled a hole in my life and
don't ask what hole....


					The Saga Continues


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