Date: Sun, 24 Jul 2005 21:55:34 +0100
From: Jimmy Brandon <jabran36@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chris and Me - Chapter 9

Disclaimer:
The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual
scenes between an older male and young under age males.  If
material of this nature offends you, then you should not
read this story. Additionally, if the law where you live
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further.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to
persons living or dead, or to events that may have occurred,
is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the
characters in this story are in no way intended to show
approval of, or give sanction to, such activities. Remember,
you should always practice "Safe" sex at all times.

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This is my third story published on Nifty Archives.  I hope
that you will enjoy it. If you like the story and want me to
post the next chapter, please e-mail me at
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Finally dear readers, I'm afraid after you have read this
chapter your are going to need to be patient. I'm afraid I'm
going away for the whole of August, and I won't be able to
write more chapters or mail them to Nifty while I'm away. I
promise you, however, that I will continue the story when I
return at the beginning of September. Please be patient with
me, and please keep your wonderful e-mails coming. I have
been so encouraged by the mails I have received so far.

Chapter 9 - Chris and I Get More Intimate.

I woke in the morning to the sounds of the alarm. Four
sleepy thirteen year olds also slowly entered the land of
the living. Ricky said, "Last night was wonderful Greg, I
was so shy to start with, but you made everything seem so
good and natural. Thank you". Rob said, "Yeah, it was the
best experience we have ever had. I really hope that you'll
let us come again sometime and learn more". Chris said, "How
about coming this weekend. John is coming from school on
Friday and staying till Sunday, why don't you both come and
join us"? Ricky and Rob looked at me and both said in
unison, "Can we"? I replied that if it was OK with Chris and
John, it was fine with me so long as they understood that I
would be sharing my time with all of them, not just the
twins alone. John said, "Oh great, a bloody orgy". And we
all burst out laughing. I pulled the covers off, Kissed all
four boys on their lips and then their cocks and balls, and
then we all got up and headed for the shower. I wasn't
certain if we could all get in, but we managed it quite
easily, and there was a lot of ass and cock grabbing as we
all helped to wash and then dry each other. I then reminded
the boys that Mrs Braham would be downstairs and to get
dressed and be on their best behaviour when they came down.
Rob asked, "Do we tell her we all slept in different rooms
then"? I told him we didn't have to worry about that as she
would have expected us to sleep together. We just didn't
parade what we had been up to in front of her in respect of
her kindness and understanding. Both twins said they
wouldn't say anything outrageous, and they all began to
dress in their school uniforms while I dressed in my usual
briefs, shorts and polo shirt. Then we all trooped down to a
hearty breakfast of scrambles eggs, bacon and grilled
tomatoes.

Mrs Braham greeted Chris and John with hugs and then said,
"MMMMMmmmmmm.... And I suppose that you two are the famous
twins. May I hug you as well as it seems that you might
become part of the household. I hope that you all had a
wonderful evening and night". She winked at me and the twins
looked very bashful and blushed a deep pink.

We all ate our breakfast, and then we piled into the car and
I took them to school and dropped them at the gate. Rob
said, "Thanks Greg for a wonderful time. It was fantastic".
Ricky said, "Yep, I've never had such a great time. I can't
wait for the weekend. I really hope that Mum and Dad will
let us come". Chris said, "Don't forget we have art club
this evening. It finishes at 5:15pm". I asked John and the
twins if they went as well, and John said, "I do. And we
have persuaded Rob and Ricky to come as well today. We think
that they will be allowed to join".  With that, they all
turned and ran off into school.

When I got home Mrs Braham told me that Tony had called and
asked for me to call him back. I went to the study and
dialled his number and when I told him who it was he said,
"Congratulations, you are now officially a Foster Parent". I
said how surprised I was that it had come through so quickly
and he told me that he hadn't told me before because he
didn't want to get my hopes up, but his manager had managed
to get my application added to the list for the fostering
committee that had been held the previous evening.
Apparently it wasn't usual for applications to be accepted
at such short notice, but because they are desperate to get
foster parents for teenage kids it had been accepted, and I
had been approved without any problems. I thanked him for
being so helpful and he said that he was only too pleased to
get it all settled. When I hung up, I went and told Mrs
Braham, and she gave me a big hug and said how happy she
was. We had a coffee together, and then I decided to go to
the golf club and see if anyone wanted a partner for a
round.

When I got to the club I ran into an old friend who I had
known since college days. We set out to play a round
together and he asked what I'd been up to. I told him that I
had given up regular work and that I only did the odd bit of
consultancy now. He said, "It's all right for some. How's
the love life going"? I told him that I was still single,
but that I had just been made a foster parent. He said that
he thought you had to be married to do that, and I explained
that as they were so desperate for foster parents to foster
teenagers they had welcomed me with open arms. He asked who
I was fostering and I told him the story of how I had
rescued Chris and was now his foster dad. He said that the
new arrangement obviously suited me because I was beating
him hands down. I continued to play well, and at the end of
the round I was eight shots up and won. He took me into the
club house and bought me a drink and lunch and we spent an
hour reliving our student days. By then it was 2:45pm, and I
made my excuses and explained that I had to go and collect
Chris from school. He wished me luck and said he wanted to
get his own back sometime soon. I told him he'd be lucky and
got in the car and drove home to have a shower before I went
to collect the boys. Mrs Braham had left a note telling me
that she had left dinner in the oven on the timer, and it
would be ready at 6:00pm.

I arrived at the school at 5:10, and the boys were all just
coming out of the gate. They all piled into the car and were
chatting excitedly about the art class. Apparently the
teacher had been pleased to let the twins join the class as
he already knew that they were quite good at drawing. As we
drove off, Rob asked, "Greg, do you think you could stop off
at our place and come and ask Mum if we can come for the
weekend? She might be more likely to say yes if you ask
her". I said that that would be fine and we dropped John off
and then drove on to their house. We all got out and Joan
opened the door as we walked up to it. "They haven't done
anything they shouldn't have they"? I assured her that on
the contrary, they had been the model of good behaviour and
had been excellent guests. She smiled and said,
"MMMMMmmmmm..... I wish they were the model of good
behaviour at home". Rob moaned and said, "Awwwwwww.... we're
not that bad are we Mum"? She grinned and said that she
supposed they were all right really, most of the time. She
asked if Chris and I would like to stay to dinner, but I
explained that there was a meal cooking for us at home, so
she said, "Well at least come in and have a cup of tea". She
took me into the lounge and Rob and Ricky took Chris
upstairs to their room. I wondered what they would get up to
up there, but in a couple of minutes they all came down
again, the twins having changed out of their uniform.

Joan brought a tray with tea for her and me and cokes for
the boys. When we were comfortable I said, "Joan, I was
wondering if the boys could come and stay at my place for
the weekend. John is coming, and after the way they all got
on last night I thought it would be nice if they could come
as well. Chris and John will be over the moon if you say
yes". She said, "Well, that's a turn up for the book. In the
past they have never wanted to stay with friends or have
friends to stay here. You must have some very special
magic". I grinned and said, "I don't think so. They just
seem to hit it off really well. Mark you,I don't know if it
has anything to do with the pool I have. They certainly seem
to like it in there". I thought to myself that she really
didn't want to know what the magic was that I had. I winked
at the three boys and the twins blushed and looked away from
their mother so she wouldn't see. Joan said, "Well, I think
it will be all right. I'll have to check with Mike, but I
don't think he had anything special in mind for the weekend.
In fact, it will give us a chance to go away together and
have a nice quiet weekend away without these two scamps to
worry about". I said, "If you like, I'll pick them up from
school tomorrow, and they can stay till Monday, and I'll
take them to school on Monday morning. That way, you and
Mike can make a good weekend of it and not have to worry
about being home early on Sunday". Joan said, "Just let me
phone Mike and see if it's all right with him". She went to
the phone, and Ricky said, "Wow Greg, that was brilliant. If
Dad says yes we'll get an extra night". Joan came back and
said that Mike was over the moon and he was going to sort
something out so that he and she could go away for the
weekend and take full advantage of my offer. Chris said,
"That's great. I'll phone John when we get home and see if
he can stay Sunday night as well. Then it will be just
perfect".

Chris and I thanked Joan for the tea and then drove home and
got there just in time to take the dinner out and sit down
and eat it. Mrs Braham had done roast pork with roast
potatoes, boiled potatoes, green beans, leaks, and broccoli.
There was apple sauce on the breakfast bar, and it was all
cooked to perfection. After we had finished, Chris phoned
John and after he had explained that the twins were going to
stay until Monday, John went to ask his dad if he could stay
over 'till Monday as well. Jo came on the phone and asked to
talk to me. "Are you certain you want this tyke for three
nights Greg. He seems to be almost living round your place
the last week. I can't understand anyone wanting to put up
with him that much". I could sense the humour in his voice,
so I said, "Well, Chris and the twins did have to twist my
arm pretty high to get me to say yes, but they will make my
life a misery if you don't let him come. Seriously though,
he is great company, and the four of them get on so well I
think it is good for all of them, and they really are no
trouble at all". Jo said, "Well, in that case, it looks like
Maria and I can have another quiet weekend. That will be
really nice. Thanks Greg. He obviously enjoys himself with
the other boys and so long as he isn't any trouble, then
it's fine with us". John came back on the line then and
said, "Thanks Greg, that's great. See you in the morning.
Will Chris be online later"? I said that I though he
wouldn't as he still had to do his homework. John said. "OK,
Ill see you both in the morning. Byeeeeee".
I said to Chris, "MMMMMmmmmmmmm....... Looks like we are
going to have an orgy this weekend after all then. Now you
had better get changed and get your homework done". Chris
grinned and jumped on me and gave me a big hug and a kiss
and groped my groin as well. I said, "OK, you've shown your
pleasure, now change and homework, or I'll cancel the
weekend". He grinned wickedly at me and said, "You wouldn't
dare. You'd miss all the cock and ass if you did". I flicked
his ass as he ran out of the room, and in about three
minutes he was downstairs again in his shortest shorts with
his school books and he settled down and got on with his
homework while I watched some TV.

Chris needed some help with his homework, partly because he
had missed some time from school while he had been "on the
run". His maths homework was to do with sets, and it took me
some time to work it out myself, but eventually we got it
licked and once again, he told me that I made it much easier
to understand than his maths teacher did. He also had some
history, and he had to write about the Admiral Lord Nelson.
He had a reference book from school, but it didn't have a
lot of information so I suggested that we go and look on the
internet. There we found a tremendous amount of information,
and Chris was able to write quite a detailed account of his
early life in the navy, and how he came to be in command at
Trafalgar. When he had finished he told me that he had never
used the internet to research his homework before, although
some of the teachers had told them it was a good source of
information, they had never actually shown them how to go
about finding the information. I began to wonder if the
quality of the teaching was all it should be at Chris's
school, but I didn't say anything to Chris.

By the time we had finished, it was gone 9:30, so Chris made
our hot chocolate and we drank it and ate a few biscuits
with Chris sat on my lap on the couch. We spent some time
deep kissing with chocolate and soggy biscuit in our mouths
and found that we quite enjoyed it. When we had finished, I
cleared up and filled the dishwasher while Chris did the
rounds and made sure all the doors were locked and the
ground floor windows shut and fastened. Then we both went up
to the bedroom.

Chris said he was feeling really horny and he began to kiss
me very passionately, our tongues performing a dance of love
together. While we kissed, he got me to lift my arms and
slipped off my shirt. He then undid my shorts and slipped
first them and then my briefs off. I then removed his
shorts, finding, as I had suspected that he had nothing
underneath them. We were both now naked, and he began to
kiss my face and my ears, gently nibbling at the lobes. He
kissed all round my neck and then began to lick and kiss
first my left armpit and then my right. Next he moved down
to my nipples and kissed and licked them until they were
standing proud, then he gently but firmly bit them with his
teeth, making me feel really hot in doing it. He then kissed
and licked his way down to my belly button, which is an
outie, and he licked it all over for several moments before
kissing and licking his way to my pubic mound. He then got
off the bed and knelt at the foot and began to give my feet
and toes a thorough tongue bath and licking, sucking each
toe one at a time. He then kissed and licked his way up my
shins and began to very, very gently lap at the inside of my
thighs, working round and round in circles which gradually
got nearer and nearer to my loose hanging ball sack. When he
finally reached it, he buried his nose in my crotch and
inhaled noisily. He said, "You've had a shower during the
day haven't you"? I told him that I had played golf and had
a shower when I got home, just before I came to fetch him.
He said, "Next time, don't shower, I want to smell you
complete with sweat. I've never smelt you like that yet, but
You have been able to smell me like that a couple of times,
and you always say how good I smell". He then began to
tongue wash by balls before sucking them into his mouth one
at a time and massaging them with his tongue while he gently
stroked my hard, aching cock.

Chris then asked me to lift my legs and pull them to my
chest. I willingly did this for him and he began to lap my
perineum and work his way gently towards my hot hole. By now
I was really hot and could feel myself getting really
excited. He had learnt so much in just a week, and our
lovemaking was getting more and more erotic. Finally, he
reached my puckered entrance and he licked it over and over
for several minutes, slowly saturating it with his saliva.
Then he began to poke his tongue at the pucker and slowly
forced it through the resistance of my anal ring until the
tip of his tongue was lapping round the inside of the
entrance to my love tunnel. He pulled my cheeks apart to get
better access and the tip of his tongue was just able to
graze my prostate. He did that about three times and it took
me right over the top, and without him or me touching my
cock, I felt my balls pull up to my body, my cock go super
hard and the hot, sticky, cream forcing its way up my
urethra, until it burst out and shot all over my face and my
chest. As I shot my cum, I tightened my grip on Chris's
tongue in my ass, and he let out a moan and began to rub his
hand over my chest is the warm, sticky mess that was there.
He then withdrew his tongue and let my legs down and took my
messy dick in his mouth and very expertly cleaned it and
sucked out the final drops, before he proceeded to lick my
face and my chest clean. When we had finished he hugged me
tight and kissed me so that I could taste my own cum in his
mouth. I told him that that had been the best we had done
together yet and I praised him for being such a wonderful
pupil.

When I had recovered I said to him, "Now it's your turn. I
hope that you are ready for something new. If you don't like
it, just say so and I'll stop, but I really think that you
will love it".

I started just as he had done and kissed his face, his ears,
his neck and his armpits. Unlike me, he hadn't showered
since our morning shower, and I realised that he had a good
point when he had asked me earlier not to shower during the
day because he smelt and tasted absolutely wonderful. A
mixture of the faint remainder of the shower gel we used
mixed with natural boy smell and the sweat of the day. His
armpits tasted heavenly, a mixture of natural boy and not
too old sweat. I have never liked smelly, sweaty bodies
where the sweat is several days old, but sweat produced that
same day has always been a turn on for me, and I determined
to let him experience it on me very soon so that he could
decide if he liked it or not.

I then moved to his nipples and kissed, licked and finally,
when they were rising up to me, nipping them with my teeth
until he began to writhe on the bed. I then stuck my tongue
in his belly button and lapped it round and round before
kissing him all round his pubic mound, being careful not to
touch his hot throbbing cock which I could feel the heat
emanating from against my cheek.

Next, I too moved off the bed and started to bathe his feet
with my tongue. Once again, he had the sweat of the day on
them, and I savoured the smell and the slightly bitter taste
as I licked them completely clean. I then moved up his legs
to his balls and gave them similar treatment to that he had
so recently given me. When I buried my nose between his
thighs and his balls I could smell his natural musk, his
sweat, and a slight smell of stale piss. He lifted his legs
without my asking, and I licked and nibbled his hard
perineum, moving finally to his now twitching pink ring. He
was expecting me to lick it and then probe it with my tongue
which I did. This evening, it was much easier to gain access
as he knew what was happening and he was relaxed and
expectant. I probed deep with my tongue and he was thrusting
himself at me to get the maximum pleasure, but I avoided his
prostate as I wasn't ready for him to come yet. He was
moaning loudly now, and I removed my tongue and reached over
to the bedside table and opened the drawer and removed the
flavoured lube I had bought the previous day. I squeezed
some onto my finger and offered it to his mouth. He licked
it as grinned and said, "What is it, Blackcurrant Jelly"? I
said, "No My Angel, it is something very special". I then
squeezed some directly onto his pink, puckered hole and he
flinched and said, "OOOOooooooo.... Its all cold and
slippery". I then spread it round his hole with my finger
and began to push my finger at his pucker. He let out a
great groan as I entered his holy of holies, and I gave him
a few moments to get used to my finger being inside him. I
said, "Is that all right My Angel, I'll take it out if you
don't like it". He was quiet for a moment, then he said, "Oh
Greg, its wonderful. Please push it all the way in". I
gently eased my finger in as far as it would go, which was I
guessed about half an inch further than my tongue had been
inside him. I then began to twist it inside him and to move
it around his soft, hot, moist tunnel, exploring every nook
and cranny I could reach and getting as far inside as the
first bend of the colon. Chris thrust his body at my finger
hungrily and I kept moving it in and out of his velvety
sanctuary, all the time hearing him moan and groan in
extreme ecstasy. Finally, I reached up behind his balls and
gently grazed his prostate. With the second touch, his ass
clamped tight on my finger, his body tensed, he thrust
himself down on my finger as hard as he could and letting
out a guttural
"UUUUuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
.. He began to spray his wonderful boy juice all over his
face and chest, just as I had done earlier. I counted six
powerful shots, followed by more less powerful spasms. I
then told him to lower his legs while I kept my finger
inside him, and I was able to lick his face and then his
torso clean of his wonderful, sweet, warm nectar. Finally, I
gently removed my finger and offered it to him. He first
sniffed it,then he licked it clean. We kissed, and I held
him to me while he recovered his breathing and his feelings.

After a couple of minutes he said, "Wowwwwwwwwwww...... That
was the most I have ever cummed in my life. The feeling were
sooooooooooooo intense. You never cease to amaze me with the
new ways you show me to make me feel good Greg. I am just so
lucky that it was you who found me in those terrible smelly
toilets at Lakeside. I can never thank you enough". We
hugged and kissed some more and then he said, "Can we teach
John and Rob and Ricky all that you have taught me this
weekend". I said, "We can certainly start, I'm not sure if
we will get as far as the fingering, but there will be other
times if we don't. What I don't want to do is to go too
fast, and to frighten any of them off". He asked, "Can I
tell them about it tomorrow at school if I get the chance"?
I suggested that he told them about the tongue fucking but
left the finger fucking in case we didn't get that far. He
said that that was a good idea, and we hugged and kissed
again, and he fell asleep in my arms.



To be Continued......


Remember, you will have to be patient and wait till
September for Chapter 10. Sorry about that.

If you would like to read more about "Chris and Me", please
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