Date: Wed, 6 Jul 2005 14:54:27 +0100
From: Jimmy Brandon <jabran36@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chris and Me - Chapter 3

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The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between
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Chapter 3 - John Comes To Stay

I woke in the morning to the sound or rattling teacups, and
found Mrs Braham putting two cups of tea, one each side of
the bed. She looked at Chris and smiled. "He looks so
peaceful there. I'm glad you took my hint. I think you two
are made for each other".

I leaned over and kissed Chris on the nose, and he moaned,
and opened an eye. As he took in the scene he said, "Oh
shit, we've been caught". Mrs Braham and I both laughed. She
said, "Don't worry about me my love. It is obvious to me the
Greg loves you and you love him. I know him well enough to
know he would never harm you in any way, so as far as I'm
concerned, I don't care if I find you in bed together every
morning".

I told Mrs Braham about John coming to stay with us for the
weekend, and that he was a long time friend of Chris, and
she said that she would get extra shopping in, and then she
would stay on and cook dinner. I asked if that wouldn't be a
bit unfair on her husband, and she laughed and told us that
he was going sailing with some friends for the weekend. I
then suggested that she should stay and have dinner with us,
and she readily agreed to do so. I thought that it might add
an air of respectability for John's parents to see that
there was a female around who was accepted as a friend as
well as a housekeeper.

Mrs Braham left us to drink our tea, and Chris said, "That
gave me a real fright that she had found us in bed
together". I just told him that
we didn't need to bother about that any more as she didn't
mind at all.

After we had finished our tea, we got up and went into the
shower together. Once we were wet, Chris knelt in front of
me and began to give me some oral stimulation. It didn't
take me long to get hard, and Chris showed me that he had
learned a lot from my earlier sucking of him, and he kept me
on the edge for what seemed like hours, but was probably
about ten minutes, then he took pity and finished me off so
that I fed him rope after rope of my sticky, hot man cum. I
then went to kneel down in front of him, but he said, "Do
you mind if I don't just now. I want to save all my cum for
when John is with us". I said, "You cheeky monkey, you drain
me dry, and then say you want to save yourself for John. You
might have given me the chance to do the same". He laughed
and said, "I haven't noticed that you have any trouble
producing cum on tap", and he laughed. I swatted his ass and
said that the same applied to him, but I didn't press the
point and we got to work and washed each other well, and got
dressed and went downstairs to breakfast.

Just after breakfast, the phone went, and when I answered
it, it was Tony, the social worker. He explained that he had
to go to court with another client in the afternoon, and he
asked if he could come round at about 10:30 to see us. Of
course, I told him that would be fine, and Chris and I both
went upstairs to tidy ourselves up, while Mrs Braham made
the bed and put Chris's and my dirty clothes, which were in
a pile on the floor of my room, into the laundry basket.

Forty five minutes later, Tony arrived, and Chris went and
let him in. He sat down and Mrs Braham asked if he'd like
tea or coffee. He selected coffee and Chris and I had the
same. Tony told us first of all that subject to my being
accepted once I'd completed all the forms, and providing my
criminal record check came up clear, I'd already been
provisionally approved to foster Chris while the authorities
tried to trace his uncle. He gave me a whole stack of forms
to fill in, and said that the sooner I got them back to him,
the sooner they could be fasttracked to make the position
official. I said that I'd get them completed over the
weekend, and back to him on Monday. He said that would be
fine, He also suggested that I might like to get a solicitor
to help me with them as they would be able to explain the
legal implications of some of the forms.

He then asked Chris to tell him everything he knew about his
uncle in Australia. This was woefully little. All Chris knew
was that he was Uncle Alex, and he lived somewhere in
Queensland. He said that the only time he and his mum had
heard from him was a card each Christmas. Tony didn't seem
very hopeful of being able to contact him, and he asked
Chris what he would like to happen if they failed. Chris
immediately looked at me and stated quite emphatically that
even if they did find his uncle, he would want to stay with
me if I'd have him. I immediately assured him that he could
stay with me as long as he wanted, provided it was approved
by the authorities. Tony then suggested that if it did turn
out that it was going to be long term, I might want to think
about adopting Chris. But he emphasized that that was only
something for us both to think about at the current time.

Tony then asked if we had thought about school at all. I
said that the thought had crossed my mind, but that we
hadn't discussed it at all. We asked Chris which school he
had been attending, and he told us the school and asked if
he would be able to stay there. I said I couldn't see a
problem with that if it was OK with Tony. It was only about
5 miles away, and I would be able to take Chris and pick him
up each day. Tony said that he thought it was a good idea
for Chris to have the stability of a school that he knew and
obviously liked, and he suggested that I call the school and
explain the circumstances in the afternoon, as the quicker
we got Chris back to school the better. Chris asked me to
contact Mr Wiseman, his head of year, He said that he liked
Mr Wiseman, and he had been very good to him when his mother
had died. I assured Tony that I'd see to it in the
afternoon.

Next, Tony asked if he could see Chris's room. So I
suggested Chris take him up and show him while I stayed
downstairs. I thought that this might give Tony the chance
to chat with Chris on his own if he needed to. I guess they
did have some chatting to do, because they were up there for
about fifteen minutes. When they came back down, Tony
thanked me very much for buying Chris the clothes, and the
computer, and asked if I'd kept the receipts, since the
social services would reimburse me for all essential costs,
and even computers were considered to be essential these
days. I told Tony that I was happy to be repaid for the
clothes, but that the computer was a gift from me, and I
wanted it to stay that way. Chris beamed at this. He
obviously appreciated the difference. Tony shrugged and said
that most people claimed for everything they could get. I
assured him that I would make claims for most things, but
that some things were going to be personal gifts from me.

Tony seemed to be satisfied, and he said that he would call
to pick up the forms on Monday morning, and to call him if I
needed longer. I assured him that they would all be signed
and ready by Monday morning.

By the time Tony had gone, it was time for lunch. Mrs Braham
had cooked fresh hamburgers and home made chips, with fried
eggs, peas, and green beans. Chris seemed well pleased and
we all tucked in at the breakfast bar in the
kitchen, Mrs Braham joining us as she was staying till the
evening.

After lunch, Chris cleared the dirty dishes into the
dishwasher and wiped the breakfast bar down, despite the
protests from Mrs Braham. She just sat back and let him get
on once he told her that he wanted to help as much as he
could to show how much he appreciated what I and Mrs Braham
were doing for him.

Once he had finished, we went to my study, and I telephoned
the school and asked to speak to Mr Wiseman. I was told that
he was teaching, but that he would call me back in about 15
minutes. 20 minutes later, the phone went and he was on the
other end. I quickly explained who I was, and what had
happened to Chris, (without mentioning just why his step dad
had thrown him out). Mr Wiseman said that he wasn't
surprised, and that he had never trusted the step-father to
keep Chris for too long. He said that he was happy for Chris
to return on Monday, and he asked to talk to Chris. When he
had finished, he spoke to me again and said that at Chris's
request he was going to see his form on Monday morning and
explain to them that Chris had left home and was now staying
with foster parents. I reminded him that I was single, but
he said that saying parents would avoid any of the other
pupils asking difficult questions. He suggested that to give
him the chance to do that, it might be better if Chris
returned on Tuesday, instead of Monday. I agreed to that,
and said that when I brought him to school, I would come in
and meet Mr Wiseman so he could see who he was dealing with.
He said that he would appreciate that.

I next called my solicitor and explained the situation to
him and said that I'd like him to help me with the
paperwork, and I asked him If it would be possible to deal
with it over the weekend. He consulted his diary, and said
that he could come and see me the following afternoon. I
said that that would be fine.

With all the arrangements made that needed to be dealt with,
Chris and I then discussed John's stay. I asked where John
used to sleep when he stayed with him at his mum's, and he
told me that John always shared his room and bed. In fact
that had been how they first started to do things, when they
were in bed together. So I told Chris that when John and his
parents arrived, he should take John to his room and leave
his stuff there. Chris asked if that meant they had to sleep
in his room, and I said we would decide that at bedtime, but
that as far as I was concerned, they could sleep in his
room, or in mine, so long as they both agreed what they
wanted to do. Chris said that he was certain from his chat
with John the previous evening that they would both want to
sleep with me. I agreed that my bed was plenty large enough
for three to sleep in, especially if they didn't mind body
contact and intimacy. Chris grinned and said John would
certainly like that just as much as he did.

That decided, I asked Chris if his school had a uniform. He
looked a bit glum and said that it did, but he had left his
at his step dad's. I told him not to worry, and that we'd go
out and get what he needed on Monday. He smiled and thanked
me for being so thoughtful. I told him that I loved being
thoughtful on his behalf, and he launched himself at me for
another bear hug.

As we had a couple of hours to kill before we had to clean
up ready for John and his parents, I suggested we go for a
walk in the woods. Chris was all for it, and we told Mrs
Braham that we would be back in plenty of time and set off.
For a country boy, Chris seemed to know very little about
the country. I began to identify the different types of tree
that we saw and told him how to recognise them. And then he
started asking what the different birds were. I didn't know
all of them, but managed to identify the majority, and we
made some notes on the ones I couldn't identify to look them
up when we got home. Chris asked if I had any paper and a
pencil on me, and I managed to find an old letter in my
pocket and a pencil. I gave them to Chris, and he sat down
and began to sketch the view from where he was. I watched
him, mesmerised. He was a really good artist, and he managed
to draw a great deal of the detail. I asked him who taught
him, and he said he had a fantastic art teacher at school
that was always willing to encourage the pupils who liked
art, and who ran an art club for them after school on a
Thursday. I made a mental note that I'd have to pick him up
later on a Thursday, and realised that it was lucky that I
lived near enough to his school for him still to be able to
go there.

When he had finished, I was amazed at the accuracy and
detail, and I made a mental note to get him some proper
drawing pads and pencils. I asked if he painted as well, but
he said he preferred to sketch in pencil and ink. So I
mentally added inks and pens to the list. I decided that Id
get those for him while he was at school on Tuesday, so it
would be a surprise when he got home.

We then made our way home again, and we both went to our own
rooms to get showered and changed. Chris asked if he could
shower with me, but I told him that when Mrs Braham was in
the house, we should avoid anything that might embarrass
her. Even if she had given her blessing to us sleeping
together, it wasn't fair to take advantage of her good
nature. Chris said that he understood, and went off quite
happily to his own room and bathroom.

By the time we both got downstairs again, it was almost 7:00
o'clock. Chris turned on the television, and we sat watching
the end of the news until the door bell rang. Chris was out
of his seal like a jack-in-the-box, and bounded to answer
the door. I switched off the TV and followed at a more
leisurely pace. Chris introduced me to John's parents, Joe
and Maria, and to John. John shook hands and blushed as he
said hello, and I saw him glance at my crotch. But he was
unlucky, there wasn't anything to see. Chris took John
upstairs to put his bag in their room, and I took Joe and
Maria into the lounge, and Mrs Braham came in and asked if
we would like drinks. Maria asked for a sweet sherry, and
Joe and I both settled on a pale, dry sherry. I asked Mrs
Braham to bring 2 cokes for the boys, and to have a drink
with us herself. When we all had our drinks, and the boys
had come and joined us again, I introduced Mrs Braham. After
she had sipped her drink, she went to dish up dinner, so we
all went into the dining room and took our seats. Chris and
John sat together on one side of the table, Maria and Joe
faced them, I sat at one end and Mrs Braham at the other. We
started with Potato and Stilton soup, which everyone seemed
to really like a lot. So much so that Maria asked if she
could have the recipe. This was followed with Lamb Cutlets
with roast and boiled potatoes, spinach, cauliflower, and
broccoli. Then we finished with a choice of lemon or
chocolate sorbet. The boys had chocolate, and the adults all
had lemon. Maria and Joe asked me how I came to have Chris
fostered to me, and I told them the story of how I found him
and what had followed. They said that he was very lucky to
have stumbled on such a good friend who was willing to take
care of him. I said that I thought that some things were
just meant to be, and that when one door closes in our life,
usually another opens.

We went to the lounge to have coffee, and the boys
disappeared upstairs. Maria said that she was really happy
that Chris had found someone who obviously really cared
about him. She said that he had led a miserable life with
his step father, even before his mother died, and that they
had considered the possibility of fostering him themselves,
but that their house was really not large enough to make it
a realistic proposition. I told them that they were welcome
to come and see us at any time, and that John could come and
stay as often as he wanted. Joe laughed and said, "I wonder
if you'll sill say that at the end of the weekend. Those two
can be a real handful when they are together. I hope that
you don't regret your generosity. And we all laughed.

After we had finished our coffee, Joe and Maria said they
would get down the road, and I called the boys to come and
say goodbye. They came down the stairs like a whirlwind, and
John promised his mum that he would behave himself. And we
waved them down the drive and shut the door.

We then went to the kitchen to see if Mrs Braham wanted any
help. But she had already put everything in the dishwasher
and tidied up the kitchen, and she went off saying that she
would see us on Monday morning. Chris, John and I had the
house to ourselves.

John looked a bit nervous, so I thought it was up to me to
break the ice. I asked the boys to come and sit down in the
lounge. The both sat on the couch, and I sat in a chair
facing them. I said, "John, you already know that Chris and
I have sexy fun together, and you and I both had fun
together online last night. I want to say before we go any
further that you do not have to do anything in this house
that you don't want to do. You may have decided since
yesterday that you don't really want to do anything sexual
with me. If that should be the case, I want you to know that
it is perfectly all right with me. However, if you do want
to carry on what we started yesterday, then I will be very
happy, but the same rule applies about doing nothing you
don't want to do".

John glanced at Chris who gave him a slight nod. He looked
me in the eyes and said, "You can bet your sweet life I want
to carry on what we started. At school today I had to go to
the toilet three times to wank off because I was getting so
hard thinking of the fun the three of us were going to have
together". Chris said, "I told you he would want us all to
have fun. He is the sexiest boy that I know".

I suggested that we start off by going for a swim. John said
that he hadn't brought his trunks, but Chris said, "Don't be
daft, we don't use trunks here unless someone else is here,
like Mrs Braham". Chris started to strip off in front of us
both, and I followed suit. John soon got the idea and
stripped off so that we all stood in front of each other
naked. Both the boys had rock hard cocks, and mine was at
half mast. I opened the patio windows and ran across the
lawn and dived into the water, closely followed by two
naked, laughing boys. I set off to swim 10 lengths, and the
boys followed suit. I called, "The last to finish 10 lengths
is a weakling". Both boys took off, with John in the lead
and pulling ahead steadily. I managed to hold my own with
Chris, but it was a struggle, but we both touched at exactly
the same time. "Chris said, "Don't ever challenge John to a
swimming race again. He is the school swim champion". I
laughed and said that he might have warned me. We then
started to play about ducking and splashing each other, and
it wasn't long before John plucked up courage and grabbed my
cock briefly. I responded by grabbing his and giving it a
playful tweak, just to show him it was OK to do it. He then
ducked under the water, and I saw him take Chris's cock into
his mouth and play with his balls. When he came up for air,
I ducked under and did the same to him. He gently held my
head while I slipped my tongue inside his foreskin and
played with his balls till I had to come up for air. He
looked at Chris and at me and said, "This is going to be the
best weekend I have ever spent. I can see that". Chris
laughed and said, "You bet it is. And there aren't any
adults here that are going to throw a wobbly cos we are
having fun together. Greg is the best". Both boys came to
me, and I hugged them close. Our cocks were all pressed
against each others, and I grasped a cheek of each ass and
pulled them tight up against me. I bent down and kissed
Chris and then John. John's tongue was in my mouth in a
flash and exploring and tongue wrestling with me. I felt two
hands grab the cheeks of my ass, and I realise that we were
each holding a cheek of the other two's backsides.

We all got out of the pool, and Chris got three towels from
the little changing room. We all dried ourselves and I led
the way into the lounge again. Chris went and got two Cokes
and a beer from the fridge, and we sat down on the couch, me
in the middle and a beautiful hard dicked boy on either side
of me.

I said, "Look guys, I don't want either of you to feel that
you have to do anything sexual with me if you don't want to.
You two are close friends, and if you want to go off to
Chris's room and have fun together, then that is fine with
me. Chris knows that if his door is shut I won't come in
without permission. If however you do want to do things with
me, then I will be very happy to go along with you. You,
John, need to understand that if either of us start to do
anything that you are not happy with you only have to sat so
and we will stop".

Chris grinned at me. Kissed me very provocatively, and
reminded me that he and John had wanted to do things with a
man for ages. I told him that I did remember that, but that
John needed to understand that he wasn't under any pressure
to do anything with me just because we had played together
on cam, or had felt each other in the pool. John said, "Its
OK Greg. As soon as I knew that Chris had found a man who
loved him and allowed him to have fun, I wanted to be a part
of it. I was so happy when he said I could come for the
weekend, and all I have been thinking about all day is the
three of us doing things together. I promise I will never
tell anyone what we get up to, and if you do find something
to do that I don't like, I will say so straight away, though
I really can't think of anything that I wouldn't want to do.

I leant over and gave him a deep kiss, and he threw his arms
round my neck and hugged me close, rolled on top of me and
started to hump me just like Chris did. I broke the kiss and
gently pushed him back on the couch and asked, "Will you
guys just fill me in on what things you have done together
so that I know where we are starting from"? Chris told me
that they loved wanking and sucking each other, and that
they loved humping each other so that they shot their goo
between their bodies. I asked if that was all that they did,
and John said that they had talked about fucking each other,
but when they tried it they didn't have much success. I
promised that if they still wanted to fuck, I'd show them
how to do it and they both threw themselves at me and we
were in a three way bear hug. I then suggested that maybe we
should start by sucking each other. Chris said, "You've got
to let Greg suck you John. You can't imagine how good he
makes it. You are good, but Greg has tricks that we never
dreamed about that makes it soooooooo much better.

I suggested that we have a three way suck, and John asked
how we did that. I explained that we all lay on the floor,
me with my mouth at John's cock, John with his mouth at
Chris's and Chris with his mouth at mine. We all arranged
ourselves on the floor, and I took John's throbbing cock in
my fingers and began to very slowly wank it while I began to
lick the inside of his thighs. He spread his legs for me and
I steadily licked nearer and nearer to his groin. While I
did this, I saw him begin to do the same to Chris, and Chris
did it to me. Chris paused and said, "See what I mean?
Doesn't that just feel great"? John grinned at me and said,
"I never thought that my legs could make me feel so sexy". I
continued to work up towards his balls, all the time
smelling a mixture of his boy musk and the chlorine from the
pool.

When I got to his nuts, I began to very, very gently tickle
his ball sack with the tip of my tongue. He groaned and
thrust his balls at my face, and I began to lick harder,
coating his beautiful, wrinkled sack with my saliva. I then
sucked one of his nuts into my mouth and played with it with
my tongue, which elicited more moans from him, while he
copied my actions on Chris. I then changed to his other ball
and played with that for a while, then I sucked them both in
my mouth together. John groaned and said, "Oh fuck, that is
sooooooo awesome Greg. I'm getting near to cumming and you
haven't touched my cock yet. I released his balls and gently
kissed his thighs again to give him time to pull back from
the brink as I didn't want him to cum just yet. All this
time, Chris was doing much the same to me, as he had learned
to from our previous encounters. I then began to kiss and
lick the base of John's cock, making sure I covered every
part of it, and slowly working my way up his hot, throbbing,
4ó inches of perfectly shaped boy meat. When I got to the
top, I stuck my tongue into the opening of his foreskin and
very gently poked at the tip of his glans. I then gripped
his foreskin between my lips and eased it back as far as it
would go. Like Chris, his skin was loose, and easily pulled
right back to expose the entire shining, purple cock-head. I
held his skin back with my fingers and gently flicked my
tongue round the underside of his super-hard head. This
brought forth a long drawn out,
"AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....." and John thrust his
cock at my mouth. I tickled the super sensitive vee shape
under his head and he groaned again. I then licked his head
all over and poked at his piss slit with my tongue. John
released Chris's cock and said, "Oh Greg, this is soooooooo
much better than I ever dreamed it would be. He then re-
engaged Chris's cock and gave Chris the same that I was
giving him. Next, I slipped my lips over his head and
gripped it just below the rim while I massaged it all over
with my tongue. John began to thrust his cock in and out of
my mouth and I applied a strong suction while I began to
move up and down his entire length, lapping him with my
tongue each time I came to the top. Meanwhile, Chris was
doing a very expert job on my cock, and he was humming while
he did it which was really bringing me near to my climax.

I began to hum on John's cock, and he was obviously not
going to last much longer judging from the way he was
ramming himself into my mouth. I gently squeezed his balls
and that finished him off. He began to shoot powerful blasts
of hot, sweet, boy cum into my mouth. This set me off, and I
started to feed Chris my thick man cream, and I think this
started Chris off as I could hear John gulping and slurping
as he swallowed Chris's cream. John shot 4 really large
ropes of beautiful cum into my mouth before he began to
loose the strength of the jets. I swallowed every drop, not
letting the smallest amount escape. When he had finished
spurting, I gently sucked out the remaining drops while
Chris did the same to me and I sensed that John was giving
Chris similar pleasure.

Both boys then moved in close either side of me and I hugged
them close. I turned and kissed Chris, and I could taste my
own cum in his mouth, and he said that John's cum tasted
even better coming from my mouth. I then kissed John and he
tasted himself while I could taste the slightly nuttier
flavour of Chris's cum in his mouth. When we finished the
kiss, John said, "You were right Chris, Greg really knows so
much more than we did about giving a blow job. Thanks Greg
for inviting me this weekend, we are going to have a
fantastic time.

I looked at the clock, and it was almost eleven, so I
suggested that we go to bed. John said, "Are we all going to
sleep together? I hope so". I grinned at him and cocked a
questioning eye at Chris who just said, "Of course we are
silly. You wouldn't want it any other way would you"? John
grinned and said, "Not on your life I wouldn't".

I told the boys to tidy up and to bring their clothes with
them, and we made our way up to my bedroom. I put my clothes
away and the boys copied my example, putting their clothes
tidily on a chair apiece, then I got into bed and the boys
climbed in, one either side of me. I hugged them close and
the boys chatted for a while about what we had done that
evening until they both fell asleep in my arms. I thought
how my life had taken a complete change over the past few
days, looked at my two angels and fell asleep feeling
happier that I could remember.




To be Continued......

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