Date: Sat, 22 Aug 2009 18:57:57 +0100 From: Pedro Martinez Subject: Caught Red Handed - Part 7 DISCLAIMER: This story contains graphic suggestions and descriptions and as such is completely unsuitable for minors and strictly intended as adult entertainment for mature adults who are allowed to view such graphic material according to local pornography laws. Sorry this part has taken me soooo long to write up but thanks to everybody that emailed to encourage me to get my arse into gear. Please email and let me know what you think. Pedro __________________________________ CAUGHT RED HANDED - PART 6 by Pedro976 __________________________________ 1. "Hey Sam, wake up" Leon shook my shoulder before I could fall into too deep a sleep. I looked up at him and smiled and he smiled back down at me. "Sorry mate, you can't go to sleep here" he explained "Jamie will be back soon" "Ok" I replied still utterly worn out after the hard fucking that Leon had just given me. I stood up and began to pull my clothes back on as Leon followed my lead and covered his huge muscular body in his tight work out vest and shorts. I stole a glance at him and could hardly believe that this stud of a man, Jamie's Dad, had moments ago been pistoning his huge cock in and out of my tight teenage hole. "Look Sam..." Leon began, and the slightly serious note in his voice made me stop as I pulled my top down over my head and look across at him. He sat down on the work out bench and fixed me with his steely stare. "Sam, I do not want you to get the wrong idea about this so I want to tell you how things are" he started and I suddenly realised that he was speaking to me in the same tones as the teachers at school. A feeling of anger began to spring up inside me at the sudden reversal of our relationship to that of an adult and a child. It was the same with all the men I had been in contact with. When we were together it was fine for them to treat me as an adult but as soon as the sex was over they thought they could dictate to me as if I was some stupid kid. I bit my tongue at the hypocrisy of it and waited to see what Leon was going to say. "Look, this was one time only, ok" he firmly said "I don't want this to get messy, just a bit of fun like I said, ok?" He had shagged me and now it seemed that I was just being dismissed, but before I could get too worked up about it I suddenly realised that I had only wanted Leon for the sex and apart from pure lust I did not share the feelings for him that I felt for Ben. Had felt for Ben I corrected myself. So who was really being the hypocrite I thought, me or him. For fucks sake I had just let my best friends Dad fuck me. I needed to take a long hard look at myself. If Jamie knew he would be devastated. I suddenly felt dirty. What was I playing at? First things first though and I was determined not lose face by meekly letting Leon dictate to me. "Look, Mr. Farr" I replied, and Leon looked surprised at my sudden formality. "Thanks, but, I won't be hassling you if that's what you're worried about. I would like the same promise from you, in case you thought of pestering me." "Fuck me" Leon laughed. "Aren't you the little grown up man?" I watched Leon's strong face come alive as he laughed at my attempts to confidently take charge of the situation and before I could stop myself I broke into a wide smile as well. "You will have to watch out for yourself Sam, that smile is a killer and could get you into a lot of trouble" Leon chuckled and then stopped suddenly because he saw the effect that his words had taken on me. Leon's words had prompted me to think that I had managed to get myself into a lot of trouble already and that thought had made my laughter die away abruptly. "You be careful Sam" Leon added in all seriousness. "I will" I said with as much confidence as I could muster then grabbing my top from where it had been discarded on the floor I turned and left the garage gym. I walked back down the hill away from Jamie's house. Tomorrow was Monday the beginning of a new School week and I vowed also the beginning of trying to return some normality to my life. Leon was just an experience never to be repeated. I had told Kam where to get off and as for Ben. Me and Ben were finished. So tomorrow was Day One of my new `normal' life. I glanced up at the sky to see that the clouds had parted briefly to allow the week sunlight to shine down. With my new resolve I hurried on home before the dark clouds that were gathering on the horizon could cover the sun over again. As I put my front door key into the lock I could hear the house phone ringing. I rushed in and managed to grab hold of it to answer just before it rang of. "Hello?" "Ah, Sam love, at last, I have been ringing for ages" complained my Mum "what is the point of having a mobile if you don't keep it on?" I fumbled in my trouser pockets and brought my phone out. The battery was dead. "Sorry Mum" I replied "I forgot to charge it" "Don't worry love; it is good to hear your voice. Look I am so sorry that I have been away so much over these past couple of weeks. I am coming home on Wednesday and I have got some fantastic news for you" "What is it?" I asked, my curiosity aroused. "No not over the phone love, I will tell you on Wednesday face to face. I have spoken to Mrs. Boyce to let her know the arrangements. I want to hear all of your news Sam on Wednesday but I can't chat now because there is a company function tonight and I need to get ready." "Ok" I said, my mind still wondering what my Mum's secretive news could possibly be. "Now don't forget to have a proper bath tonight before school, not one of those step in step out showers you seem to prefer, and make sure you behave for Mrs. Boyce" "Yeah, yeah Mum, ok" I cut in before she could think of any other things to add to the list. "Alright see you on Wednesday love, take care, bye..." "Bye Mum" I replied and put the phone down. The woman could nag for England but hearing that she was coming back home made my heart leap with joy at the return to normality that she would bring with her. 2. Monday morning saw the rain clouds stay away and as I rushed full tilt up to school the sun managed to increase the temperature so much that I was forced to take of the hoodie that I had put on over my school uniform. My new found peace of mind had caused me to over sleep to near catastrophic proportions and I had flung on my clothes and belted out the front door as fast as I could. Mr. Sullivan the science teacher was on gate duty. In order to stop the slow trickle of late comers the Head teacher had decided that after 15 minutes of lessons beginning the school gates would be locked and shut and anybody who was later than that would be marked as an unauthorised absence. Those that managed to arrive inside of the 15 minute window were treated to a lunch time detention. Most of the teachers were pretty lenient and let you of, probably because they recognised how difficult it sometimes was to get to school on time. Not Mr. Sullivan though. "10, 9, 8, 7..." shouted Mr. Sullivan as I was forced to sprint the last few metres to make it through the gate that he was narrowly closing. "That's a lunch time detention for you Williams" ordered Mr. Sullivan with a look of enjoyment on his face that would only have been bettered if I had actually missed the closing of the gate. I looked pleadingly at him in a hope that he would change his mind and even thought to ask him but I knew that it would only increase his sense of sadistic pleasure to see me beg. Mr. Sullivan applied the heavy padlock onto the large iron gates and then turned back to me as I started to walk into the School building. "Don't worry Williams" he shouted after me "you are not the only little cretin who cannot get out of bed at an hour that God intended. You will be joining David Stebbings who wandered in through here a few moments ago like a zombie. NOW GET TO CLASS" My slow walk turned to a run as Mr. Sullivan bellowed out his order. The news that David would be sharing my lunch time punishment meant that my new start was getting off on the wrong note. I was not looking forward to having to spend an entire hour with him over lunch. I just wanted to block out Ben and everything to do with him and David was too raw a connection for me to feel comfortable around him. I would just have to grin and bear it and determined not to let it ruin my resolve to lead a normal existence I hurried up the main stairwell and into the English block. Fortunately I had not been missed because Ms. Tatewell had also been late, although I doubted that she would have to miss her lunch time, and was just handing out the mornings work. I sat down next to Jamie. "I thought you were not coming mate" Jamie smiled, clearly pleased to see me. "Yeah I over slept" I explained "How was it at your Nan's house yesterday?" "Oh the usual, tea, more cake then you could possibly imagine and a lecture on what is wrong with the youth of today..." Jamie said. "Right quiet now please" requested Ms. Tatewell "Open up your copies of Hamlet please, Act II scene 1, Jamie would you please read Hamlet..." "Oh great" whispered Jamie as Ms. Tatewell allocated the remaining parts "The guy never shuts up" I sniggered and Ms. Tatewell caught me. "There is nothing funny about Hamlet Sam Williams; you can read the part that remains" "Which part is that?" I asked groaning inwardly. I hated reading out loud in class, especially Shakespeare. "Ophelia" she replied and the rest of the class laughed at my embarrassment. 3. Lunch time arrived pretty quickly. Jamie was disappointed to learn of my lunch time detention but not so disappointed that he stayed on the school premises to share it with me. Like most of the pupils he wandered down to the town to the local chip shop. I walked into Mr. Sullivan's class room to find that David was already seated with his back to me facing the front. Mr. Sullivan was clearing the mornings work from the black board but turned to see me as I walked in. "Glad you could finally join us Williams" he said "Do not get comfy you and Stebbings are going to take this equipment and clear the hedges of rubbish down at the bottom of the playing field." Fucking great I thought. Once glance at the clouds and they had downpour written all over them. Mr. Sullivan motioned to some litter picking tongs and a roll of black bin liners. "No slacking either. I will be inspecting your work before the end of the day so if you do not want your lunch time detention to turn into a week of lunch time detentions you had better pull your fingers out. Go on get going" he ordered. I picked up one of the litter pickers and the roll of bin liners whilst David took the remaining picker and we set of out of the School building and headed all the way down to the far end of the bottom field to clean the hedgerows. It was cold and damp in the air and the wind was whipping over the flat playing fields with a fierce intensity that cut to the bone. I broke the uncomfortable silence that had built up between us as we neared the hedgerow. "How is your head?" I asked. David turned to look at me. There was no denying that he was hot. His hair flopped down over his strong handsome face and flinty eyes and his school uniform was filled with his tall muscular frame. "I thought you promised not to mention that again" he said his eyes flashing with irritation. He then relented and gave a slight smile that caused the corner of one side of his mouth to turn upwards slightly. "It still hurts like hell if you must know" "Sorry" I said returning his half smile. We began to reluctantly pick out the old crisp wrappers and other litter that the wind had blown into the hedgerow. "What has happened about that trouble you got into with those older lads?" I asked tentatively. David stopped trying to pull out a particularly stubborn piece of wrapping and turned to face me. He was wearing an expression of anger again and I thought he was going to tell me to fuck off and mind my own business. He must have been really trying to make an effort though because once more he relented and answered. "A couple of detectives came to see me about it and arrested the guys, but they got out on bail. There was not enough evidence to nail them for the more serious stuff and a bit of possession is nothing these days. It won't take them long to guess who grassed, then, well. . ." David trailed of leaving the threat to my imagination. "Cant the police protect you or something?" I rather stupidly asked. David laughed at my naivety but there was no joy in his voice, just bitterness. "The fucking police just use you Sam. They do not care as long as they get what they want." I wondered whether David was now talking about the detectives who had failed to take any action over his information or whether he was talking about Ben. "In fact nobody gives a shit. My Dad is a pisshead and the police are fucking useless. You're the only fucking person who I have got to talk to. How sad is that?" Pity suddenly welled up inside me and even after all the hurt that David had caused, both physical and emotional, I suddenly realised that I was pretty lucky to have two parents who clearly cared and provided for me. David it seemed had a no hope father and was involved with what sounded like some pretty serious thugs. He really deserved nothing from me but I could not help but feel that if I did not offer him some words of comfort then nobody would. "David, shit, this is going to sound pathetic." I started awkwardly. David just stared at me waiting for what I was going to say. "If you need somebody to talk to, or just hang out with, then I don't mind... I would be happy too..." Even I cringed at my own poor attempt and I waited for David to laugh. To my surprise he did not. He smiled at me. "Thanks Sam" he said. What possessed me I don't know. This was meant to be day one of my `normal' life, but against all the reason that was screaming at me not to do it I reached forward and touched David's cheek. I shut my eyes expecting the full force of David's fist to hit my face but he did nothing. I slowly opened my eyes again and saw that David was looking at me with a mixture of shock, longing and sadness all rolled up into one mass of confusion. He was stood stock still. I then truly did abandon all reason and I leant forward very slowly and kissed him. Our lips met and I felt a thrill of excitement run from them all the way down my body and straight into my groin causing my cock to twitch and grow hard. I gently pushed my tongue out and between his lips touching the tip of his tongue and tasting the warmth of his mouth. Then carefully so as not to break the spell I pulled away just as slowly. David had not moved the entire time and had just stood there, rooted to the spot. This was madness. "David..." I began to apologise but before I could get any more words out he suddenly grabbed my head in his strong hands and pulled me into him. I opened my mouth to kiss him again and this time he responded. Pushing his tongue into my mouth we shared a long lingering kiss, slowly exploring each other. I put my hands against his chest and felt the heat of his body. I pressed myself against him and felt his own hard cock straining against the material of his trousers. We kissed slowly and deeply for a few moments before pulling away from each other. David smiled at me, both his hands still gripping the sides of my head. "Sam, I... thanks" he began to say and I noticed that there were the beginnings of tears in the corner of his eyes. It could have just been the cold wind but I did not think so. "Sam, you are..." but before he could finish his next sentence he suddenly pulled his hands away from me and stepped backwards. Confused I began to ask him what was wrong but before I could I noticed that David's attention was not on me but that he was looking past me towards where the hedgerow bordered the main road. I turned to look at what had caught his attention and saw that three boys, older boys, were climbing through one of the numerous gaps in the shrubbery. They were still a fair distance away but I could see that having passed the barrier they were making their way directly towards us. One was carrying a long object which could only have been a heavy stick or a base ball bat. They were all wearing hooded tops and what looked like bandanas over the faces leaving only their eyes exposed. I turned back to David and saw the fear creased on his face. "David..." I began, intending to ask who they were but the look on David's face said everything. He turned away from me and ran. I glanced back over my shoulder and saw too that his tormentors had broken into a run. I was caught momentarily by indecision then turned and fled after David. David had run full sprint along the bottom of the field, abandoning his litter picker and bin bag to gain speed. I did the same and ran after him. The dark clouds that had gathered over head suddenly opened with an intense ferocity. As I followed David the rain came crashing down hitting me in the face and causing my eyes to sting. I chanced a glance behind me, the heavy sheets of rain made it difficult to get sight of the pursuers but I could see them and they were coming on fast. I think that one of them may have shouted but over the wind and rain is impossible to know. As I turned back I saw David swerve through a gap in the hedgerow and into the neighbouring plot of land. The School backed onto a stretch of wasteland that was used for dumping all manner of rubbish. I ducked through the hedge in the same place, the brambles catching the side of my neck and scratching the skin as I pushed through them. The driving rain washed away the thin line of blood that flowed from my wound. As I emerged from the hedges I looked to see where David had ran to but there was no sight of him. Shit I thought, having tied my fate to David by running away from him I did not fancy being left to face those three guys alone. I scanned frantically from left to right trying to determine where the fuck David had ran too. I heard a shout from behind me; our pursuers must be looking for where we had turned through the hedge I thought. It was only a matter of time before the found the opening. No time to look for David, I had to get away. I ran forward into the driving rain but after only a few steps I felt my left foot catch on a piece of broken metal and twist violently to the side. "Fuck" I screamed as I crashed down heavily onto the muddy concrete ground. I rolled over onto my back, my face and hair were covered in thick wet mud from where I had fallen. I tried to rise by putting pressure on my ankle and found to my relief that it did not feel too badly hurt at all. I had to move and quick but it was too late. Crashing through the hedges came the three boys. Seeing them much closer now I could tell that they were older. Perhaps as old as eighteen I thought. I had only their build and dress to go on though because their hoods and bandanas covered all of their facial features. "Where the fuck is he?" shouted the leading male as he came to stand over me. "I don't know" I managed to stammer by way of a reply. My heart was hammering inside my chest at the aura of violence that was coming from the three boys. "Don't fucking mess with us" warned the second male. "I am not..." I began but the third male, without saying anything, swung the baseball bat that he was carrying into the side of my ribs. I cried out in pain at the force of the blow and rolled back down into the mud. Tears came to my eyes, not so much at the aching in my side but at the realisation that my chances of coming out of this situation with my life were dramatically diminishing. "Leave him" growled the first boy "we don't want any trouble before we have got hold of that fucking grass" The baseball bat was raised again and I cowered with my hands over my face as it swung towards me but before it impacted with my prone body the boy stopped the swing dead. Laughing, all three then turned and made their way back through the hedgerow. I rolled onto my side and winced at the pain that shot through my side. I felt my side with my right hands, tentatively pressing my ribs to try and determine whether any of them were broken. They did not seem to be but fuck I was going to have one hell of a bruise. I stayed there for a few moments, regulating my breathing and trying to summon up the courage to stand up through the pain that would inevitably be caused by the attempt. I slowly raised myself up, shit the renewed pain from the force of the blow, caused me to catch my breath. I managed to get to my feet slowly and tried my best to shake of some of the muddy water that dripped from my face and clothes. "Sam?" I heard David calling me before I saw him through the sheets of rain. I went to reply to his shout but as I drew breath the stretching of my rib cage caused me to wince in pain again and I could not call to him. "Sam? Sam? Shit there you are" David sounded relieved to see me standing on my feet. "Are you ok, did they get you?" "Yeah they got me" I managed to whimper and David saw that I was holding my side in obvious pain. "Let me see" he said and reached out to take hold of my hoodie and gently lift it along with my school uniform. "Shit" was all he said and I looked down on hearing his shocked gasp to see that on the side of my torso, just below my ribcage a huge violent purple bruise had formed. He lowered my clothing back down. "Shit Sam, I am sorry" he began "I did not mean for you to get involved in this" "We need to call the police" I said wincing as I spoke "Those guys really mean business" "NO" shouted David as the words left my lips. "The police have shown they don't give a shit, I can sort this out, I just need to speak to some people and explain what happened. I know they will leave me alone if I explain to them..." Anger surged up inside me, I was the one who had just had the shit kicked out of him and here was David wanting to let them get away with it. "No fucking way" I seethed "The police can arrest those guys and then. . ." "Your fucking joking me" David interrupted "Can you give a description can you?" I had not thought of that. David was right; I could not give any meaningful description of them, certainly nothing that would lead the police to be able to carry out an arrest. But fuck it that was not the point. The police needed to know. "Please Sam" pleaded David and as he spoke he took hold of my head again in his hands so that I was staring straight into his eyes. "Please, I need to sort this out myself, the police will only make it worse" "Ok..." I reluctantly agreed and saw the relief in David's eyes. I thought for a moment that he was going to kiss me again. I wanted him too but instead he let go of my head. "We need to get back to School, lunch is nearly up" he began "but you can't go back looking like that, your coated in mud and are clearly injured, people will ask questions..." "I can't just skip the rest of School" I said "people will want to know where I have gone..." David looked a little angry as I mocked the words he had just used. I began to stagger as best I could back towards the hedgerow intending to go back to the School buildings and try to clean myself up but before I had gone more than a few paces David grabbed my shoulder to stop me. "Please Sam, I will say that you felt unwell and went home. It won't be a problem, please" I scowled at David. Shit what was it about those eyes that made me abandon all common sense. There was some truth in what he said as well. How was I going to explain the state I was in without giving David away? And just standing up was a real effort, I would not be able to make it through the rest of the day without someone noticing that I was in constant pain. "OK, ok " I relented "Will you be able to make it home on your own?" "Yes, you had better get back to School if you're not going to be late, don't forget to take the litter collection stuff back" "The litter stuff! You're such a do-gooder" laughed David before heading of back through the hedges into the driving rain. I stood for a few moments, soaked through, covered in mud and sporting an enormous bruise and wondered how my first day of leading a `normal' life had led to this. Then with a deep breath I slowly set of home. I took the route directly away from the School in case one of the teachers saw me. As I struggled through streets towards home trying to ignore the pain and the pouring torrent of rain that hammered into my face I thought I saw at moments the same car slowly following me. At first I dismissed it as paranoia borne from the fact that I had just been smacked by a thug with a baseball bat. But as I turned into the main road leading to my house I quickly turned around, ignoring the pain in order to do so, and saw the same car quickly speed up from where it had been crawling along the kerb. As it passed me I tried to see who was inside but the rain was too heavy and the car too fast. I was nearing the end of my pain threshold as I limped slowly up the steps and opened the front door. I glanced at my watch to see that it was only just after 2.15pm. The walk home had seemed like an age but had passed relatively quickly. As I shut the door on the horrible weather the sight of the car that I was sure had been following made me stop. It was parked across the road down one of the side streets. I could only see the front of it. It was the same car wasn't it? I was sure that it was and then maybe it wasn't. Maybe my imagination was running riot. I shut the door and slowly made my way up the stairs. 4. The last few steps were a killer as each one made my torso stretch and the pain shoot through my ribs and side. I walked into the bathroom and pulled of my soaking wet clothes before stepping into the shower. The mud soon ran clear away and whilst the first droplets of hot water caused my bruise to protest with stabs of pain it soon became used to the hot stream and slowly the pain was eased away by the heat. After time I turned off the shower and stepped out. Grabbing a towel I began drying my face and hair as I walked over to the bathroom mirror. As I rubbed the soft towel over my face I slowly moved it downwards to dry my neck and as I did I looked into the mirror. The reflection of the man in the balaclava was stock still, framed in the open doorway of the bathroom. As well as the black balaclava he was wearing a tight black t-shirt that struggled to contain his huge muscular pec muscles and biceps. His trousers matched his t-shirt in colour and tightness showing of clearly powerful thighs and a large bulging cock. Then I noticed his black leather gloves and a surge of fear ran through me. For a few seconds I stood there frozen by the appearance of this intruder's reflection. My legs were shaking. Then I moved, quickly turning and grabbing the door to the bathroom trying to slam it shut on him. The pain of my bruised torso and the swift powerful reflexes of the man meant that I was too slow and he easily tore the door from my grasp forcing it back on the hinges and striding into the bathroom. I fumbled for a weapon, anything, but all that came to hand was my electric toothbrush. I nearly laughed at the absurdity of it, what was I going to do, fucking brush him to death? As it was I could not even do that because he grabbed the hand that I had raised in defence by the wrist and twisted it violently behind my back causing me to spin so that I was facing the mirror. He planted his other gloved hand over my mouth and held me tight against him. I whimpered against the cold touch of the leather over my face and the strain the hold was causing to my bruised side. I could feel the press of the man's hard cock against the small of my back. "I fucking warned you Sammy that you would regret messing me about" the man whispered into my ear. He must have seen my look of realisation in the mirror at the sound of his voice because his eyes bore a look of triumph and he slowly released his hand from my mouth instead wrapping it around my chest so that I was still held tight against his powerful body. "Kam" I stuttered "What the hell are you doing?" I was shaking with fear. I had pushed him too far and now he was going to dish out the consequences. "If you leave now, I won't tell anyone you were here" I pleaded. Kam sneered. "You need to learn a fucking lesson Sammy mate" whispered Kam in my ear. "I know you love this" "No Kam, I don't. I am sorry, I didn't mean..." "Quiet now Sammy, I know you fucking love it, shall I show you how I know" he whispered and the feel of his warm breath against my ear sent a shiver of excitement through my naked wet body. Kam released my arm from where he had held it behind my back and I brought it up to grip his forearm that was stretched over my chest. I gripped his powerful arm with my hand and tried to pull it away but it was no use. He was powerful and the show of his strength sent another shiver of excitement through me. His gloved hand snaked down my smooth thin body and gripped hold of my teenage cock causing it to spring up hard immediately as the leather brushed my balls and shaft. I let out an involuntary moan at his touch and Kam gripped me harder pushing his own solid cock into my back through the material of his trousers. His balaclava clad face was pressed against the side of mine and I could feel the rough wool against my cheek and ear and his hot breath on my face. "You see Sam, I know that this is what you really want, your hard for me" Without waiting for me to offer any reply he began slowly wanking my cock, gripping my rigid shaft hard so that I was overcome with a mixture of pleasure and pain, I gasped and my head titled back which was the only invitation that Kam needed to begin furiously kissing and biting at my neck and cheek. He was making noises of animal lust as he grinded against me from behind. "Fuck" I moaned as wave after wave of pleasure flowed through me at Kam's touch. Whilst the voice of sense in my head warned me that Kam was dangerous I could not help but succumb to the enormous thrill that I was experiencing being held tightly by this balaclava wearing muscled stud as he roughly pleasured my body. Kam's hand moved from encircling my chest to my wet hair which he gripped in has hand so as to pull my head backwards even further. He furiously kissed and bit my neck causing me to squirm in his embrace. His other hand moved away from jacking my cock and left it rigid and quivering, my first pre-cum causing the tip to glisten with anticipation. I heard the unmistakeable sound of Kam lowering the zip of his trousers and then felt the touch of his naked penis against my back. "I am going to fuck you Sam" Kam whispered "I am going to fuck you till you beg me for it bitch" I knew from when I had last seen Kam in the hallway, before Mrs. Boyce had unknowingly come to my rescue what he intended. Kam was going to fuck me without lubricant or any attempt to prepare me for receiving his huge tool. He was going to force me open and roughly tear into me and the thought made me tense up rigid in fear. "No Kam, please can we..." I tried to reason but Kam was not prepared to listen. He pushed my head down and the sudden loss of balance caused me to reach out and grab hold of the sides of the bathroom wash basin to stop myself from hitting my head into it. With his hands he then grabbed my arse and lifted me up of the ground so that my legs were dangling in mid air and my tight hole was exposed at the level of his waiting cock. I winced in anticipation as I felt his huge mushroom head at the entrance. Then I convulsed forward and my vision blurred as Kam pushed into me with all his power. My arse ring resisted at first, tense through fear and expectation of pain, but Kam's huge tool was not going to be stopped and he tore into me. His nob head was wet with pre-cum and this provided the small amount of lubricant needed for him to push past my ring. I felt every inch of his meat push up my tight boy cunt and into my gut until his huge hard nuts rested against my cheeks. "Yeah Sammy, open up for me bitch" Kam bent over me and moaned into my ear. My eyes grew wide with a mixture of pain and pleasure as I felt Kam throbbing inside me I gripped the edges of the sink so tightly that my knuckles were white. I was speared on Kam's rock hard cock, my feet of the floor and only my grip on the basin for balance. Kam began to pull out of me and I felt every millimetre of his cock pull roughly past my arse ring. "Ahhhhhhh fuck" I moaned out loud, unable to keep my gasps in check any longer. Kam waited until the very tip of his huge nob head was nearly out of my boy cunt before suddenly plunging back into me as hard as he could. "Shiiiiiiiiiit" I whimpered as I was forced down over the wash basin. "Fuck yeah bitch" Kam moaned as he began a slow, brutal fucking of my stretched arse. "Fucking take my cock Sammy" he growled. I held on to sink for dear life as he slammed in and out of me. Slow but powerful hard strokes that plunged deep into my arse causing me to scream out loud as each one was driven home. My legs, suspended of the floor were shaking violently at the fucking I was receiving yet Kam showed no signs of letting up, in fact he seemed to drive into me with even more force. "You fucking little bitch, take my cock" moaned Kam, the balaclava roughly scratching the side of my face as he pressed his body weight down on me. "You fucking want me don't you?" he growled in my ear. I said nothing, I couldn't say anything, my head felt as if it was going to explode as Kam did not let up deep fucking my arse. "Playing hard to get again Sammy?" asked Kam when I did not reply. I moaned slightly as he suddenly pulled out of me and gasped for some air. My arse was throbbing but my cock was still stiff, excited by the mixture of feelings that Kam was inflicting on me. Kam easily flipped me over so that I was sat on the edge of the sink and he supported my body with his strong gloved hands. I looked up into his balaclava covered face, only being able to see his eyes and his mouth. His eyes were full of lust and they were hard. Begging Kam to stop was not going to work I realised and it was the even greater realisation that a little part of me did not want him to stop either that really scared me. "You are going to beg for it Sammy" Kam promised and he picked me up and easily threw me over his shoulder. My naked body was now completely dry from the exertions of the fucking I had just been given and as I looked down Kam's back, my face pressed against his black tight t-shirt I watched his powerful arse clad in his tight jeans. Kam carried me out of the bathroom and unceremoniously threw me down onto my bed. I winced in pain as the sudden movement caused my bruise to flair up. Kam did not seem to notice and was determined only to breed his boy hard. He stood over me at the end of his bed, his cock sticking out large from the hole of his unzipped jeans. He slowly unbuckled the large leather belt that he was wearing and pulled it out of his trousers loop holes. All the time he was watching me through the eye slits of the balaclava. "Beg Sammy" he said very slowly. I don't know why I just did not do as he said. What did I have to lose? Kam was going to do whatever he wanted to do and I there was nothing physically I could do to stop him. Maybe that is why mentally I was determined not to give in to him. He may own me physically but if I could score this one small victory over him then that would be something. "Why don't you fuck of" I surprised myself by suddenly shouting at him. I saw a moment's hesitation in Kam's eyes. Did he honestly believe that I was play acting in some stupid game of domination? I did not have time to tell because he grabbed hold of my foot and pulled me down to the bottom of the bed. He looped the belt around my neck and secured the buckle so that it turned the belt into a lead. Pulling up on the end of the leather strap he pulled my head upwards so that I was level with his huge cock. "Do your stuff Sammy" he ordered. I hesitated, I wanted Kam to go, and this had gone too far. But my own cock was hard and faced with his huge meat quivering with anticipation in front of me I could not help but take hold of it in my hands and place my lips on the huge wet head. Kam pushed himself into me and I began to run my tongue over the slit of his cock causing him to moan in pleasure. He kept a secure hold of the belt and placed his other hand on the back of my head, guiding my mouth down onto his shaft. He then began to piston in and out of the back of my throat. I tried not to gag and instead swallowed his huge Asian shaft as far down as I could. His bollocks slapped against my mouth and chin, wet with the spit that was running from between my lips. Kam kept a steady rhythm, moaning as he owned my mouth just as moments before he had owned my arse. "Fuck baby, yeah" he moaned as he tightened his grip on the belt causing the leather to begin to cut into my skin. I tried to pull me head away to stop the pain but Kam planted his huge palm hard against the back of my skull holding me in place whilst he worked his cock deep down into my throat. "Sam, mmm fuck" he moaned as I gagged on his tool. Finally he released his grip enough for me to pull my head of his shaft. This had to stop I told myself firmly. I was being foolish even playing along as much as I had done with Kam's games. I managed to get a grip on the belt and undo the buckle, gasping as it came loose. I scrambled away from Kam's towering body and with a stab of pain in my side pulled myself up to my feet. Kam looked at my through the eye slits of the balaclava and smiled. "Still holding out on me?" he asked. "No Kam, this stops now. I told you I don't want you" I said with as much resolve as I could muster. My legs were shaking as I confronted this huge man clad in a balaclava standing in my bedroom with his rock solid cock aching to plow into me again. Kam laughed "How long are you going to keep this up? I know you fucking love being my bitch. The warehouse, my flat. You fucking loved every fucking minute of it." "No I didn't" I shouted back "You scare me. I thought at first I enjoyed being with you but I don't. You're dangerous, you don't know when to stop, you hurt me. I hate you" I cried. Kam, finally realising that I was not playing his game and that I was indeed deadly serious snatched at his balaclava and pulled it off. His face was as handsome as I remembered. His heavy stubble covered his square jaw and his dark Arab eyes were beautiful. But they were hard as flint and his former smile had gone. "That's what you think of me is it?" he said with a menacing quietness. "I'll tell you what you are Sam. You are a fucking little tease. A few moments ago you were sucking my cock and loving it. Don't pretend that you fucking weren't because we both know that you were." I looked down momentarily ashamed. Kam was right, I had enjoyed the taste of his cock in my mouth. "You can't lead people on like that Sam and then expect them to stop when you want them too. It's not just your feelings that matter. What about my feelings?" I eyed the belt that Kam held taunt in his hands and desperately tried to think of a way out of this situation. What was wrong with Kam, he sounded crazy and I was terrified about what he was going to do. My mobile phone was still in the trouser pocket of my clothes on the bathroom floor. "What about your feelings?" I nervously replied "I am just a kid..." "I love you" Kam said quite suddenly and quite matter of factly. Hearing him say those words knocked me sideways. How selfish I had been. I had used Kam and should be ashamed of myself for the way I had led him on then dropped him. But the man had broken into my house, God knows how, kitted out like some psycho. "Kam" I said softly "I am sorry, but this is not the way, please let me get dressed and we can talk..." "Too late Sam" he growled cutting me dead. "You think I am some sort of monster then that's exactly what the fuck I will be" and as he said those words he came towards me. I moved like I had never moved before. I vaulted over the bed towards my bedroom door. Kam grabbed at my ankles as I darted by but the slippery leather glove worked in my favour and he could not take a grip. As I shot through the door way I grabbed the handle slamming it shut. "Fuck" shouted Kam behind me as the door hit him slowing his pursuit. I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door hoping to lock it tight before Kam could catch me but he was too fast. His foot was into the gap before I could fully close it. I threw my back against the door trying to close it but Kam was heaving on the other side and it would only be seconds before his superior strength won out. I slid down so that I was sitting with my back against the door and scrabbled with my foot to pull my trousers towards me. I grabbed my mobile phone from inside my pocket. I had seconds because Kam had pushed the door far enough open to get his hand in and was grabbing the empty space above my head trying to grab hold of my body. No time to call anyone, who was I going to call, not the police. Ben, he was the only one. I text: "Help home kam" It was all I could manage because Kam hurled his weight against the door and I flew forward and my mobile spilled from my hand and slid under the sink. "You fucking little prick" he shouted and he reached down and pulled me up by the arm dragging me across the floor and back into the bedroom. I tried to kick him and punch him but it was like hitting a stone wall. Kam threw me down on the bed. His cock was still rock solid and I scrambled up towards the head board away from him. "Kam please" I begged but he said nothing. He pulled his tight t-shirt over his head to reveal his muscular body. He kept the gloves on and reached out and pulled me up and against him. I tried to turn my head away from him but he gripped my cheeks between his fingers and turned it back so I was facing him. My eyes were wide with fear and Kam looked at me, for a few split seconds I thought he was going to let me go but he didn't. He forced his mouth onto mine and began kissing me and biting at my lips. I clamped my mouth shut but he pulled my hair from the back and as I gasped at the pain he rammed his tongue into my throat and began roughly pushing my own tongue down as he kissed me. My hands were pressed tight against his muscular chest and I tried to dig my fingers into his flesh but my feeble attempts to hurt him just seemed to spur him on. He towered over me and began to push down on me with his body weight until my legs could not support us any longer and I fell backwards onto the bed with Kam's weight on top of me. He pushed his thick powerful thighs upwards forcing my legs apart and my sore arse crack to be exposed. "I am going to fuck you bitch" he growled and he took hold of my hands pinning me down on the bed. I gritted my teeth as Kam forced me open again using his huge cock to stretch my tight boy cunt wide. The slow fuck of earlier was gone and Kam used all his muscle to plough into my arse hole. Pumping in and out as hard as he could. I was whimpering in his muscular embrace as he pressed his huge chest muscles down on me, grunting as he drove into me hard. "Beg me for it prick" he growled. All I could do was grunt in response as Kam pumped in and out of me, without stopping or relenting. My hole felt as if it was on fire as Kam's cock tore me wide open. "Fucking beg me for it" he snarled now and pushed himself down on me harder. My head was spinning and my vision was blurred as Kam took huge hard thrusts again and again. "Beg" he was grunting over and over. I could not think anymore I did not care I did as I was told. "Please Kam fuck me" I murmured. "Say it louder bitch" he said and began roughly kissing my neck, his stubble scratching my smooth young face. "Fuck me, please fuck me" I shouted and Kam responded by increasing the speed of his thrusting. I was moaning loud now, begging Kam to fuck me hard, and Kam was doing me harder then I had ever been fucked. Growling like an animal as he fucked me down into the bed. His thrusting became more and more frantic and his moaning louder and I knew he was close. He suddenly pulled out of me leaving my hole raw and gaping and straddled over my face wanking his cock hard. I lay still trying to catch my breath, unable to move, the bruise on my side was throbbing like mad. I stared up at Kam's massive cock just inches from my face, wet with pre-cum as he wanked it hard in his tight grip. His head was titled back and his huge pecs muscles were glistening with sweat. "Fuck, fuck" he shouted and then looked down, his mouth shaped in a look of surprise at the intensity of the orgasm building inside him. He grabbed my forehead pinning my face in place just before he groaned in ecstasy and released a huge shot of cum into my mouth and eyes. Great thick spurts of hot Asian juice poured force over my face coating me in his seed. "Yeah bitch" Kam moaned as his orgasm slowly came to an end. He rested his cock against my cum covered face. I realised that I was crying. Kam got up and walked over to the end of the bed. Utterly exhausted I turned my head towards him. He crouched down and stood back up holding the leather belt. "No Kam please" I said realising that he was not done with me. "Lessons not over yet Sammy, I am going to fuck you over and over" and he walked towards me flexing the belt in his gloved hands. "But first I am going to beat your arse raw" he said and he raised the leather belt above his head. I scrambled up the bed desperate to be away from him. The first that Kam knew about Ben being in the house was when Ben brought his police extendable truncheon, or asp as he had told me it was called, down on the back of his legs. "Arrggghhhh" screamed Kam as he fell onto the bedroom floor, pole axed by Ben's blow. Ben stood over him in his full police uniform. He looked at me and saw my cum covered face, he saw my tears and he saw my bruised torso and must have assumed that Kam had inflicted that injury on me. He went crazy. "You fucking cunt" he was shouting at Kam as he raised his asp and brought it down on the back of his legs over and over. Kam lay whimpering on the floor as Ben beat him. I crouched there on the bed, shaking and stunned at the events rapidly unfolding before me. It was like watching myself from afar being involved in a dream like scene. I could not move and I could not speak. Then quite suddenly sense and reality came flooding back. Ben was laying into Kam with all his might and was going to kill him if I did not do something. "Ben, Ben stop" I shouted and climbed of the bed and ran to him. Ben, his blood lust up did not acknowledge me and very nearly hit me with the asp as he brought it down to inflict another blow then at the last moment he seemed to recognise me and he managed to stay his hand just in time. "Ben stop" I shouted again and reached up and gripped the wrist in which he held the weapon. Without speaking and barely a look at me Ben moved me gently to one side with his free hand and advanced on Kam. Kam lay on the floor, and I was surprised to hear him crying. "Get the fuck up Kam" Ben growled at him. Kam fearful of another beating raised himself painfully to his knees. Like lightening Ben leant towards him and pushed the tip of the asp under his chin forcing his head backwards. "You fucking go near Sam again and I will kill you. Understand?" he asked. Kam remained silent, tears wet on his face. "UNDERSTAND?" shouted Ben and I flinched at the volume and violence in his voice, so did Kam. "Yes" he whispered slowly. "UNDERSTAND?" shouted Ben again and pushed the asp into Kam's chin causing him to shake in fear. "YES" shouted Kam in return. "Now get your fucking clothes on, get out of Sam's house and if I don't hear from the station sergeant that you have put a transfer request in within the next week I will fucking come and find you" Kam nodded. Ben straightened up and together we watched as Kam gathered his t-shirt, the belt and his balaclava and tidied himself up. The blows to the back of his legs were causing him obvious discomfort but he was determined not to show any sign of weakness in front of us. Having gathered his belongings and his composure he walked towards the bedroom door. He stopped in front of me and I flinched expecting him to grab hold of me and next to me Ben tensed his powerful muscles. Kam did not touch me though. He looked at me through his tear stained eyes, the crazed look of earlier had gone and cold, sad, clarity had replaced it. "I'm sorry" he said very quietly and then he left. 5. On hearing the front door open the adrenalin drained out of me and I crumpled, naked and sore onto the floor and cried. What would Kam have done to me if Ben had not arrived when he did? My imagination ran riot and I could not believe the intense feelings of relief that were sweeping over my body. Suddenly strong hands lifted me up of the floor and Ben carried me over and sat me down on the edge of the bed. He sat next to me and held me in his huge arms and let me cry against him. "It's ok now Sammy, I won't let anybody hurt" We sat there for some time, me totally naked being held against Ben's powerful body as he comforted me. I slowly regained my composure and Ben placed his hand under my chin to left my head up. He looked down at me and smiled. His face was etched with concern and kindness. His blond spikey hair was neatly gelled up and his face cleanly shaven and smooth. I became conscious of the mess I must have looked and felt suddenly embarrassed. "Ben you need to go as well" I said. "You don't mean that Sammy" he quickly replied and he was right. I did not want to be left on my own but Ben being here was stirring up all the old feelings that I had desperately tried to contain. He lent down and kissed my lips gently. My cock shot up immediately at his gentle caress and Ben reached down and took a hold of it. "You turn me on so much mate" he said his face just millimetres away from mine, his warm breath gentle against my cheek. He began to wank my cock slowly and against my better judgement I let out a little moan of pleasure, my eyes closing at the gentleness of his touch. Ben laughed. "I will go if you want me too" he said. I shook my head and he lent down and kissed me again, properly this time, his tongue entering my mouth and flickering over my own. I kissed him back, snuggling into his warm embrace. Ben continued to slowly wank my young cock and moved his large strong hand down the shaft to gently cup and tug at my balls. I put my hands around his neck and felt his short hair between my fingers. I gave my mouth over to him and Ben's kissing increased in its pace. His hand moved from my balls and between my legs, parting them so that his fingers were at the entrance to my arse. I shuddered as they brushed against the sore entrance. "It's all right mate" Ben said reassuringly "I am not going to hurt you, just relax, let me inside you" I nodded and Ben pushed his fingers against the entrance to my hole. I winced and gripped his neck tighter. His two fingers pushed passed my resistance and I sighed as I felt him inside me. Kissing me again he gently finger fucked my hole, working his fingers just inside the entrance, loosening the opening and causing me to gasp as he stretched my boy cunt open. "Ok?" he asked. "Yeah" I murmured and taking this as a sign Ben inserted a third finger into me. I shuddered as a wave of pleasure followed the initial pain and flowed through my groin right to the tip of my cock where the first pre-cum trickled out of the top. Ben saw this and gently laying me back on the bed he withdrew his fingers and stood up. He stood over me and pulled his police stab vest away from his body and unclipped his black regulation tie before unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his huge pectoral muscles. His nipples were pert and the sight of the blond hair that gently dusted his huge chest caused me leak even more pre-cum out onto the tip of my throbbing cock. Ben, still wearing his trousers and police equipment belt but naked on his top half crouched down over me and took my wet cock in his mouth, swallowing it hole. "Ahhhhhh Ben" I moaned as the tip of my cock brushed the back oh is throat. He slid two fingers back inside me and I arched my back in pleasure. Ben began to suck me of, slowly working my cock expertly in his warm mouth. His finger fucking became harder as I writhed in ecstasy on the bed. "Please Ben, fuck" I was moaning as the waves of pleasure sent shivers all through me. I suddenly felt extra pressure stretching my tight arse and Ben pushed another two fingers inside of me, arching the tips so that he massaged my prostate. "Uhhhhh" I moaned and looked down at Ben to see the top of his blond head moving swiftly up and down my shaft whilst the purple vein on his muscular bicep was taunt as he used his powerful arm to plunge his fingers deep inside me. I felt my orgasm grow inside me, the pressure was intense and I gasped to warn Ben. "My boy is not going to cum yet" he said releasing my cock from between his lips and withdrawing his fingers from my throbbing hole. I reached down to grip my own shaft, needing to explode, but Ben knocked my hand away and I heard him frantically scrabbling to undo his trousers. As I reached down to touch myself again Ben took hold of both my wrists and clambered up my body so that he was pressed down on top of me. He was naked now because I could feel his huge nob pressed against my stomach. "I am not going to let you cum yet mate, I want this to last" he whispered, his face against mine. "I don't know how much longer I can go" I said, my cock feeling like it was ready to burst at the slightest touch. "Don't make me handcuff you" joked Ben and then raised an eyebrow as he saw the smile that played on my lips. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded my consent. "I won't hurt you" he promised. "I know you won't" I replied and Ben kissed me deeply before lifting himself of me and reaching down to his equipment belt on the floor. He produced his twin set of metal handcuffs and attaching a pair each to my outstretched wrists he secured my hands to the headboard of the bed so that my arms were stretched and held tightly. "You're going to suck me of first Sammy" he warned and I raised my head as he sat over my face, straddling my head with powerful thighs either side and his huge tool against my face. He pressed it into my mouth and I opened my lips as wide as I could to accommodate him. I began to gag as it slid deeper inside my throat and he gripped my head in his powerful hands to keep me still. "Relax, Sammy" he whispered as he waited for me to get used to his size before feeding the rest of his length into me. "Fuck that's my boy" he moaned as his large hard bollocks came to rest against my chin. He withdrew his meat and began to face fuck me with slow hard strokes that he built into a frenzied pumping momentum. Still holding my head tightly Ben fucked me hard, his penis jabbing down my throat as I spluttered for air. "Come on mate suck it, that's it, that's fucking nice" Ben was saying "My boy like that? Yeah?" Replies were beyond me because my mouth was crammed full of Ben's hard wet shaft but my moans were all he needed to hear as he pumped himself into my face. Ben pulled out of me and I gasped for air. He stood up and lent against the bedroom wall, his cock dripped a mixture of my saliva and his pre-cum down onto my face. "Well?" he enquired. "Amazing" I said gazing up at him and he laughed. "Is my boy ready for me now?" he asked. I knew what he meant, he was going to fuck me and even through my bruised sore state my need for him inside me won out and I nodded. Still standing over me he said "Sam I need you bad, I am not going to be able to stop myself from really fucking you if let me start. Are you sure?" "Yeah I want it" I told him and he smiled down at me and I beamed back happy that I pleased him so much. He jumped of the bed and I looked up as he bent down on the floor and stood up with his police belt in his hand. He must have seen my eyes widen with fear at the memory of Kam and he quickly spoke to reassure me. "I am not going to hurt you mate" he soothed "trust me?" I bit my lip, it was a difficult question to answer given everything that had happened but I finally answered. "Yeah, I trust you" Ben took hold of my feet and looped the belt around them tying them together. Then he pulled the belt upwards so that my arse was raised up in the air and looped the end about the head board of my bed. Without having to hold my legs with his hands Ben had tied me to the bed so that my legs were raised and my arse up in the air ready for him. He climbed onto the bed and stood over me, his wet cock shiny. He took his hand and gripped his shaft and placed his nob head at the entrance to my hole. The anticipation of the pain and the pleasure that was about to be unleashed on my body was too much to bear and I begged him to push it into me. Ben gritted his teeth and shoved himself inside me. "Slow slow" I said before I could help myself. Ben gripped my thin hips and continued to push into me. "Not slow Sammy, remember" he grunted as my tight hole encircled his tool. "Ok" I moaned as I felt him go deeper. His huge meat splitting me open Ben began to fuck me hard. Grabbing my hips he pulled me onto him whilst thrusting his own powerful hip muscles towards me. His cock drove deep into me and Ben began a furious pumping. "God Sammy, your tight" he moaned as he drove into his boy. Ben was above me and so was fucking down into me. His cock tried to stand rigid and the pressure on my prostate was intense. My vision was blurred as I moaned for Ben to breed me hard. He did not stop and continued to hard fuck me with fast powerful thrusts. In and out of me he drove, a powerhouse of muscle fucking open my tight cunt with all his might. Ben grabbed the belt and undid the clasp allowing my legs to fall to the bed. Still holding my hips he lowered all his powerful might on top of me and his body pressed me down into the bed. His cock had not left my hole once and Ben resumed his frantic fucking, his arse grinding in and out of my stretched hole. He planted his hands either side of me and his huge biceps were taunt and strained as he raised himself up and drove down and deep inside me using all his muscles to breed his boy as hard as he could. "Ahhh, ahhh yeah" he was moaning in deep, animal like grunts. "Fuck me Ben" I begged as he did just that, pistoning out of my hole, causing his bollocks to slap hard against my cheeks in a continued rhythmic pumping. He grabbed a handful of my sweaty hair as he collapsed down on top of me, his head to one side so that his mouth was against my ear. I strained against the handcuffs, wishing so badly to touch my own rock solid cock and release the orgasm that rumbled just near the top of my piss slit. "Fuck Sammy, yeah baby, fuck" Ben was moaning in my ear. He suddenly began to pump even faster and I knew that he was close to cumming. His words turned to pure grunts of animal lust as he drove remorselessly into me.Then he pulled his head up against mine so that are foreheads were touching. Perspiration from his brow dripped onto my own sweaty forehead and he fixed my eyes with his own piercing stare. "I love you Sammy" he growled. "Fuck I love you" he said again and this time with one final huge thrust of his powerful hips he drove his cock deep into my gut and exploded with rapid spurts of searing hot cum that quickly filled my holed and trickled down his cock and out seeped out from my hole and onto his bollocks. "Urrggh" he growled as he held himself there, deep inside my, his seed shooting out in great squirts. Then with a great sigh he collapsed onto me, kissing my neck. "I love you Ben" I said as I felt his spent cock throbbing inside me. He raised his head and looked into my eyes and smiled at me. "Suck me clean" he whispered and he drew himself out of me, his cock wet and sticky with his fluid. Straddling my face again he pushed the tip of his quivering meat against my lips and I cleaned his nob head with my tongue. Licking all around the rim, tasting his seed and my own arse fluid on him. After a few moments Ben stood up over me. Taking hold of my feet he lifted them up in the air so that my thighs were directly bent over above my face. Then taking hold of my cock in a vice like grip he pumped it hard with his fist. "Cum mate" he commanded and it took but a few seconds for the orgasm that had been begging to be released all the time Ben had fucked me to well up and explode out of the top of my nob. Huge spurts of my own cum landed on my face and in my mouth. Ben was careful to drain every last drop from my cock onto my face before gently lowering my legs down to the bed and then laying on top of me. His rock hard body pressed against me and he began to lop up my wet teenage spunk by longs licks of my cheeks and lips. Ben cleaned my face, his tongue tasting my own cum and the now re-wetted spunk that Kam had left on me. Intermittently he pushed his tongue into my mouth so that we could share the combined taste together. I eagerly licked the fluid from his tongue. Ben released me then from the handcuffs and lowered my hands. He gripped my wrists and still lay on top of me. Looking into my face he wore a cheeky smile. "My balls are still sticky with cum mate" he said. I returned his grin and he released my wrists, I slid down underneath until I reached his crotch. I took his hard bollocks into my mouth and began to rub my tongue over them, licking them clean of Ben's cum that had dribbled out of my arse onto them. "Mmmmm" he murmured "That's fucking nice mate, taste good?" "Yeah" I said, stopping for a moment before eagerly taking his balls back into my mouth. "Sam" shouted Mrs. Boyce from the downstairs hallway "I have your dinner here love, why the front door left was open?" My heart leapt up into my mouth at the same time Ben leapt of the Bed. "Sam love" shouted Mrs. Boyce again and I heard the tread of her slippers on the first of the stairs. I looked at Ben naked on my Ben and he looked back at me. "Shit" we both mouthed the word together. END To be continued. . . --------------------------------------------------------------- Hope you liked it, do not forget to email. pedro976@hotmail.co.uk