Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2006 16:22:33 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: JO'S BOYS - 5

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. If this sort of
thing offends you then what the hell are you doing reading Nifty/Gay. Also
note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are
FICTIONAL. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular area of
the planet to read this sort of stuff or allow minors access but you knew
that anyway.

These are stories of youth and boys and once again they are FICTIONAL.

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JO'S BOYS



5 - Anthony's Story


by


G. Cutter.



It was bucketing down and I'd half regretted getting involved with Lorenzo
and his weird mates and here I was standing in the overhang of the place
where he worked or where he farted around awaiting a pickup. That Jo guy
had said he would be here at seven and it was just about that right now and
I was getting soaked. I didn't even notice the car drive up and it wasn't
until I heard a hoot I recognised it as Loren's boss.

I ran over clutching my holdall and clambered in the passenger side door as
it was pushed open from inside.

'Anthony, I presume.'

'That's me,' I spoke a little more confidently than I felt. Indoors I was
top of the pecking order with Loren below, in this little set up the
situation was reversed a bit. I'd need to rely on Loren to put me straight
on the way this Jo guy worked things. He'd certainly need to give me a good
briefing on this porn setup. Having said all that it was bloody marvellous
to get out of the house, and strangely enough I was missing my little kid
brother. Lorenzo the Magnificent, the family clown.  I also wondered how
far he'd gone with his boy on boy pictures.

'Better get you home and dried out,' Jo glanced at me and engaged the
engine, we were off to see the Wizard or words to that effect.

'Lorenzo behaving himself?' I asked more as a matter of saying something. I
felt a bit tongue tied with this guy. Apart from seeing him in the paper
shop and round and about this was the closest I'd been to him physically. I
didn't know him at all, just had one of those funny urges you get when you
fancy someone. There you go... I've said it. I'd had a bit of a crush on
this bloke. Sex Ed classes nowadays tell you that same sex crushes are a
passing phase so I expected that I'd grow out of it. At this moment in time
and space I just wanted to see him in a pair of speedos, better still
naked. It was one of those crushes... one of the dirty ones.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not gay. I did lust after one of our smaller
Scouts, young dark haired Simon who was only twelve but I think everyone
from the troop's Scoutmaster downwards lusted after little camp Simon. The
thing was with Simon I was front runner because I'm pretty sure from his
sly looks he fancied me but that's another story.

'Yeah, Loren's fine,' Jo chuckled. ''He's come out of his shell a bit with
a bit of company his own age. He'd struck me as bit a bit of a loner.'

'Spends more time down your place than playing around with his mates, which
is what a boy that age should be doing,' I said. Well, he'd more or less
critcised Loren and I'd defended him, I'd said my bit, Loren was family
after all.

'Sorry I spoke,' he laughed. 'But you're right. Hopefully this holiday will
make him some new pals and perhaps a bit of time with you might help.'

'Maybe so,' I replied feeling I might have been rebuked just a smidgeon.

'Anyway, let's cut to the chase,' he said as we drove down Sussex Gardens
heading for the cut through the park. 'Loren's told you all about the
business?'

'The young porn stuff?'

'That's the one,' he laughed. 'How do you feel about it?'

'Well three things,' I relaxed in the seat and watched the water sluicing
off the windscreen. 'I'd like to keep an eye on Lorenzo and with him
anything he can do I can do better.' I said that a bit tongue in cheek but
there you go. 'I, like Loren need a break from home and earning a few quid
here and there is a bonus.'

'Well said,' he drew into the side of the road just by the Cafe in the
Park, the other side of the Serpentine Bridge . 'Anything he can do you can
do better,' he quoted me.

'Yeah,' I gulped. I might have gone over the top there a bit.

'OK... a hypothetical question?' He looked at me as he switched off the
engine and we sat in the car which immediately started to mist up. 'A
tester this one,' he looked at me with a half smile on his handsome
face. 'If you did all the scampering around in briefs, the basic classical
nudes and then wanted to progress to good money...'

'Yeah.'

'What would you say if I said that I wanted you to make love to Florian and
then I want Florian to make love to you?'

'Fuck you mean?'

'Exactly.'

'Depends if Florian was willing and what the wage was.'

'You answered the question,' he laughed and turned the key. As the car
started he gave it a couple of minutes to disperse the mist from the
windows. 'You'll do.' He stuck his indicators on and we were on our way
again.We were half way down Putney High Street when he came out with the
next question.

'What if I asked you and Loren to do the same.'

'Very much upto Loren,' I answered slowly.

'But you've got no problems.'

'No.' A short answer but I spoilt it by laughing. He was on it in a minute.

'You fancy Loren, don't you,? He flashed me a quick grin.

I just shrugged, what could I say. Yeah, I've got the hots for my kid
brother and I'd like to try and breed goggle eyed banjo playing kids. No, I
don't think so.

'Has Loren done the full performance with this Florian kid, I know he said
he liked him?'

'The full performance?' He laughed shortly. 'Yeah, they've done the biz but
you'd best hear the ins and outs from the boys, I don't want to tell you
things that they maybe want to keep secret.'

'Fair enough. Loren tells me everything anyway... well I think so.'

'Maybe not quite everything, Anthony,' he laughed and gave my knee a quick
squeeze. Whoopee, first physical contact. More to come hopefully. 'Home in
five minutes.'

'Great.' I was looking forward to seeing the boys and seeing what was
really going on.

'I hope we'll get on, Anthony,' Jo spoke as we turned off the main
road. 'Another five weeks of holiday and perhaps we can spend some quality
time together.'

'Why not, I'd like that.'

'In bed I meant,' he laughed as he drew into the kerb. 'Here we are Chez
Porn.'

I didn't answer, I was doing one of my rare blushes. I must admit. I'd been
chatted up before but never quite so blatantly.

We scampered through the downpour and shot up the stairs to what was
obviously his flat to find the door open and my Lorenzo standing there with
a big grin on his face with the other kid peering around his shoulder.

'Hey, bro,' Loren did a little bob like a classy hotel doorman.

'Hi, brat,' I smiled back. Well, if they'd all be using and abusing my
little brother he was looking bloody good on it. He was a changed boy, he
normally crept around like a little mouse and here he was with his sports
shirt open to his little navel, barefooted and smelling suspiciously of
sex. The smile did it, Lorenzo rarely smiled, he was one of the glumest
kids I knew. 'Glad to see you.'

'Great...' he stood clear. 'Meet my new friend Florian.'

'Hi Florian,' I gave the kid a quick nod and a smile. He looked a bag of
nerves, probably worried that I was going to thump him for having sex with
my little bro... the ex virgin Lorenzo I guess.

'Let's have a nice cup of coffee and then as a Sunday treat I've laid some
kiddy booze in,' Jo went into the kitchen and started rattling about with
mugs and spoons.

Loren took charge waving me to a sofa and taking my sodden coat. 'How's mum
and dad?' He asked although I knew he didn't give a toss.

'Fine, quite happy we're away for a while but a bit concerned about you,' I
lied and rolled my eyes so that he knew I was talking a load of crap.

'Great,' he laughed. He knew as well as I knew that our parents couldn't
care less where we were or what we were getting upto.

'Hey up lads,' Jo came back into the room with the a tray of mugs and some
munchies, I love Pengiuns by the way. 'I'll have some pizzas delivered
around ten as the chippy's closed on a Sunday night.'

'We all mumbled agreement and as Loren had briefed me, Jo was in charge of
catering as he was the host and the Boss by the way.

I phoned up a friend in Lewes which is near to Brighton about going down
this weekend but had to cancell with Leo here and gone and now Anthony with
us. It would have been too much hassle.' Jo told us. I thought we may have
a go next weekend as the weather is forecast to be dire up here but not too
bad on the coast.'

We three looked at him and said nothing, he clearly knew what he was upto
and at the end of the day dreary as it was we were models and had to make
him money so he could pass some of it on, it was as easy as that.

'I thought of asking Fred if Leo would like to tag along, he must get bored
out of his skull down at that place of Fred's.'

'Hey, great, Leo's fun,' Loren grinned like a chipmunk and his fey little
pal also gave a big grin and I wondered what the pair of dirty little sods
had been upto with this Leo character.

'Our Casey man is over the moon with what we have so far so I want to run
Anthony through a few strip to nudies, a few sexies and then press on,' Jo
babbled on. I hadn't got the slightest idea what he was on about but the
others seemed pretty laid back so it couldn't have been anything out of the
ordinary. I knew nudity was the very least of it so sooner done, sooner
making money as far as I was concerned. Anyway, I fancied a roll around
with the two boys in a naturalist mode. Cue for a dirty laugh there, I
think.

'Tomorrow night I'd like to do some real hardcore with you two,' Joe nodded
at Florian and Loren. By then Anthony should be able to fill in as
assistant and look after the lights and whatnot. OK?'

Florian and Loren nodded their assent but I noticed that Loren glanced at
me and his eyes dropped. This was the nitty gritty and it was probably
better faced sooner rather than later. I had no doubt that I'd have to
perform with one or the other and maybe both before the week was out and
from the tenseness in my groin I was looking forward to it. At least, a
certain part of my body was... imagining young innocent Simon naked on the
bed and me ravaging his cute little bottom. Jeez, I'm so evil. I wondered
what it would be like doing it with Loren, I hadn't even seen him naked
since we were little as we had our own rooms and tended to go our seperate
ways.

'Well, let's have a quiet night,' Jo spoke after an uncomfortable pause. 'I
wonder what's on the box.'

'Florian and Lorenzo getting dirty,' Loren looked at me defiantly.

'What?' The other two spoke together and both looked equally surprised. I
just looked at them clutching my tea and wondering what was going on.

'You sure about this Loren?' Jo asked and looked at me and I could see that
he wasn't very happy at at whatever Loren had suggested. Whatever that was,
of course, I was still clueless.

'Florian and I did a little bitty film,' Loren spoke to me, I just gave a
'so what' shrug. 'A dirty one,' his eyes dropped.

'That's what young pornsters do, don't they?' I looked at him and smiled
encouragingly. It suddenly struck me that he wanted to come clean or even
force the issue in a manner of speaking. Jeez, I knew he'd done the dirty,
I didn't need to see it on film... or did I?'

'Fuckin' hell, Loren,' Florian moaned and interestingly enough he'd gone a
delicate shade of pink. 'It's my film as well as yours.'

'Yeah, sorry Flore but I want Anthony to see.'

'You're just showing off,' Florian pouted and I thought he was on the verge
of crying and then I realised what was going on. Loren hadn't done anything
he was ashamed of particularly, it was Florian who'd done the naughty.

'Don't matter, Flore,' I used his nickname. 'I'm on the payroll just about
so we're gonna do things together anyway.'

'I suppose,' he slipped over and sat alongside me. 'It's not Loren being
dirty, it's me.'

'Being dirty?' I laughed. 'You did it as part of a job. I'll have to do the
same.'

'With me, tonight?' He demanded and I could see Jo looking interested and
Lorenzo begining to look concerned. His little master plan was unravelling.

'A bit early for photographs,' Jo smiled. 'I need to get Anthony through
the relaxing and training sessions first.'

Jesus, these people were talking in riddles and there was something going
on here that was way over my head.

'OK,' Florian, you win,' Loren snapped. 'We'll leave the fuckin' film.'

'We'll leave the swearing as well, Loren.' I could do a good snap as well.

'Come on girls,' Jo laughed. 'I think any films we have, the main actor
should have the say on who sees them in a social setting... hows that for a
rule.'

'Suits me,' Florian grinned triumphantly.

'Suppose so,' Loren looked less happy which confirmed my suspicion. I
reckoned that Loren was the goody and Florian had acted the baddy if that
makes any sense. I don't know how they worked out active and passive but
Florian was clearly the one who had done the whatever and Loren had
probably just sat there like a lemon.

'Sorry, Flore,' Loren patted the cushion alongside him clearly wanting his
little friend to return but Florian just grinned.

'No way, I'll sit here and chat up your big bro,' he moved in close and
patted my leg the cheeky little sod.

'Cow,' Loren snarled and then smiled quite cheerfully. 'Where's that film?'

'Aaah, Loren,' Florian leapt up and shot across to sit alongide my kid
brother. Loren quite calmy and deliberately put his arm around the boy and
they sank back into the sofa. Loren had just made a statement, the little
shit and the statement was: 'Florian's mine, hands off'.  Well, I knew
where I stood now, my kid brother's mate was a little bit more than just a
friend. I had to get my hands on that film and see what the Rugrats got
upto.

'Top Gear on the box,' Jo looked at us all as it seemed the little drama
was over. 'Unless you want a bit of porn?'

'Show Anthony the pinup pictures and the good ones you did of Leo,' Loren
suggested, I'll give that boy one thing, he didn't give up easily.

'Interested?' Jo looked at me.

'No harm in sussing out the opposition,' I grinned. At least I'd get to see
what the so called prelims were like, doubtless I'd see the nitty gritty
sooner or later. Of course, I was still interested in seeing what this film
the furore was all about.

'Luckily Casey put this lot onto a tape for me,' Joe shot across the room
and dug a tape from a briefcase and returning slotted it into the video. 'A
short film and a slideshow,' he announced and sat back down with the boys
on the big sofa, I was still the outsider sitting on my own in the
armchair. I think I had to join the club to sit on super-sofa. Florian and
Loren were sitting there like a pair of hampsters on heat and I had the
strangest desire to shoot over there, rip their clothes off and shag their
smooth little arses but I suppose I was getting a bit stressed. I didn't
know what was going on and Loren hadn't been much help so far.

Boring, boring. This kid with overlong hair sat and gave a little
interview, his name, age and what he wanted to do with his pitiful life. He
was quite nice but nothing to write home about, then the slideshow
started. He kicked off in his street clothes, then off with his shirts
etc. etc. he got better as he went on but suddenly there was a hiccup and
the next thing you saw was the same kid in a red cossy all wet and looking
darker somehow. I realised that he was oiled up and his hair had darkened
as well. He was fuckin' beautiful in his reincarnation. He did a variety of
poses and when he did some where he backed onto the camera, probably called
'bum shots' in the trade my eyes must have popped from my skull. This kid
was a shag waiting to happen, I glanced across at the boys and they were
both staring at me, I felt a flush creep across my face... the little
bastards. But the best was yet to come.

The tape finished up with another small movie and this time the three of
them were on a huge bed, all naked and rolling around and wrestling. Some
semi erections and a couple of glimpses of a-holes and that was it. I was
hard and desperately trying to cover it. As I'd said before, I could have
done the other two on the spot and Loren... why hadn't I realised before
that he was so tasty, I even liked his floppy cock. Sick or what?

'That's the opposition as you call them,' Jo smiled.

'No competition,' I tried to sound confident. I was alright rolling around
flashing my meat and knew that my erections would put their's to shame. I
wasn't too happy about flashing my bumhole but if that's what it took to
earn then that was it.

'No qualms?' Jo pressed on.

I just shrugged, what could I say.

'OK. fair enough, let's leave it for now, Anthony,' Joe stood then knelt to
take the video from the machine. 'Sunday TV, an old Freddy Kruger or a
French porno a la Cadinot?'

'What's that mean?' Loren had to be the one. 'A la Cadinot?.'

'He's a French producer, does or did a lot of younger stuff, not as young
as you lot though. You're more Bleisch's style.'

'Let's watch the Cadinot,' Florian stumbled over the man's name but Jo
seemed pleased. I suppose it would be a bit of a training film... how to do
a porno sort of thing.

'We all settled down and for some reason Loren decided to squeeze into the
armchair with me, I noticed that his little chum Florian blatantly snuggled
upto Jo. Curiouser and curiouser as Alice would say. Mind you I supposed
you'd have to call us lot a Brown Hatter's Tea Party rather than the
original.

The film started to roll and it was set in what was supposed to be a huge
old boy's school, being a nit picker I soon sussed out that there seemed to
be more staff than pupils but that was a minor criticism which I soon
forgot as the action started almost immediately.

'You're in with me tonight,' Loren informed me in a whisper.

'In a cell?'

'Sleeping, big bro,' he gave his dopey grin. 'Flore's looking after Jo.'

'Ah, I see.' Good call that, I still hadn't got the slightest idea what was
going on but I felt a slight buzz at the idea of sleeping with the kid
brother. Wheels within wheels I suspected and funnily enough I was a little
scared. I hadn't shared a shower, a bed or anything else with Loren for a
couple of years. The film snippet just viewed was the first time I'd seen
his penis for around three years... not much bigger, cue for a laugh.

'My big bro,' Lorenzo sung out snuggling into me and naturally enough I put
an arm around his skinny shoulders.

Florian mouthed a word at him that looked suspiciously like 'slut', Loren
just stuck his tongue out. It was so nice being amongst well behaved
children. I noticed that Jo just watched the film with amused detachment
but I was pretty sure that the showing was for my benefit and of course the
boys. A few hints and tips maybe... loads of tips naturally enough and all
on the end of young French cocks.

Twenty minutes I was really getting hot and bothered, I was as hard as a
rock watching the sex scenes and taking a crafty peep down I could see
Loren bulging as well. I had this sick desire to see him with his clothing
off and actually handle him, to feel it's hardness and smooth skin and all
the rest of it. The fact he was my kid brother didn't even figure, I just
wanted this slightly demented kid naked on my bed younger brother or not.

The film rolled on and I just got harder and harder, at least the French
guys gave some good demos, I was surprised there weren't more close ups but
I suppose that was the style of the thing. At the end of it Jo produced
cold drinks from the fridge although the place wasn't all that warm as it
was. I was tired and wanted to get to bed but it was a bit awkward... who
made the first move.

'Wanna fetch your bag, I'll show you where we're sleeping,' Loren got to
his feet, I don't know if he was prompted but at least it got us going. He
led me to a room down a rather dark corridor and there we were. I was
surprised to see a movie camera on a tripod and other studio type stuff
scattered around but the bed looked OK anyway. Once Loren turned the main
lights off and the room was just illuminated by the bedside light it all
looked a lot cosier.

I think we were just sharing a general mumble and there was a knock on the
door and Jo poked his head around. 'Florian and myself are hitting the sack
now.'

Loren and I just nodded silently, this was it.

''About nine for breakfast, have fun,' Jo grinned and he was away.

Five seconds later another knock and Florian hesitantly wandered in. 'I
need my slippers,' he mumbled and made a rush for them and then stood
looking at us.

'See you at breakfast, Loren.' The kid was nearly crying, I turned away and
looked out of the window into the darkened garden below.

'Come here,' Loren spoke quite sharply and as the boy went upto him Loren
grabbed him around the waist and to my horror kissed him on the lips. To
make matters worse Florian returned the kiss and they stood there swaying
like a pair of sex starved muppets. 'Good night, baby.'

'Good night,' Florian cracked a grin at last and fled.

'Now you know,' Lorenzo said defiantly and plonked himself on the bed
glaring at me. 'Florian and I are boyfriends.'

'I guessed that,' I laughed and pulled my shirt off over my head. 'Is this
a studio or something?'

'Yeah, we use it as a studio and a second bedroom,' Loren looked at
me. 'You don't mind about Florian and myself.'

'Why should I? At your age you're sexually active, maybe you're gonna be a
gay, maybe you'll be straight, I'm a freethinker. You're my brother, that's
all that counts with me.'

'Brill,' Loren grinned widely and started to take his trainers and sox
off. 'What about tonight?'

'What about it?' I grinned. I moved quickly onto the bed and crouched over
him. 'I suppose you want me to look after you with the boyfriend paying his
dues in a manner of speaking.'

'Dunno,' he looked up at me with a grin. 'That's upto you.'

'Isn't it?' I dropped my head and kissed him on his sweet nose. 'That film
get you going kid bro?'

'Yeah,' he grinned. 'Some big dicks there.'

'A bit of a shortage of thirteen year olds though,' I whispered and felt
downwards. 'I thought so, you randy little sod.'

'I thought so too,' he chuckled and reached up, I felt his hand softly
grasp my hardness and feel it's mass. 'Let's go to bed,' he whispered.

'Commando?'

'The only way,' he stood up and dropped his jeans and removed his briefs. A
look at me and he peeled his jumper and t-shirt off over his head and stood
there naked for a moment with his stiff spike jutting from his lower belly.

'Jeez, I've just got a bad case of the hots for my kid brother,' I moaned.

'Wicked,' he laughed and hopped into bed. 'Come on, Anthony, let's get
dirty.'

Well I'd only mark him four out of ten for charm but ten out of ten for sex
appeal, I was so hard I could have broken rocks with the bloody thing. For
this night I was doomed to die and go to Hell but I'd have a good night's
sex before I left that was for sure.

I got my clothing off fully aware of him oggling me but I was past the
stage of caring, I even gave him a litle pose before I slipped in
alongside. I immediately grabbed me you know where and gave a little
sigh. 'I've wanted to do this for yonks.' he looked at me and grinned. 'And
here we are.'

'Indeed.' I turned towards him and he turned to face me as well. Brothers
or not we held each other like lovers and shared our very first kiss... on
the lips... yeucherooni or what?  In fact, I quite liked it and from his
smile so did he.

'Brotherly love,' he giggled and moved in closer guiding my raging hardon
between his super smooth thighs. What was I to do? I put my arms around him
and clasped his tight little bum, one soft cheek to each hand, I felt my
stiffy pulse. Damn it, I was actually precuming, I could feel the
slipperyness between his legs. 'You don't want to play about wanking do
you?'

'Don't I?'  I heard myself croak.

'No you don't,' he looked at me with a self satisfied smirk on his
face. 'You wanna fuck little ol' Lorenzo, your baby brother.'

'Yeah,' I felt my face burn with shame but he had read me like a book.

'Fine, come on top,' he rolled onto his back and looked up at me. 'I want
you as well.'

'OK.' Once again what could I say, I knew that we were going to do it and
the quicker the better otherwise there was going to be Anthony juice up
between his legs and all over the bloody bed. 'You lead, I haven't done
this before.' Funnily enough I didn't mind admitting this, I think I'd said
when I started this little story that Loren was slightly higher in the new
pecking order but it was early days yet and I did so want to do it with
him, I wanted to make love to Loren and sod the consequences.

'Get between my legs,' he whispered and his hand snaked under the pillow. I
knew what he was after, we'd just sat through ninety minutes of it and I
knew the score I just hadn't experienced the actual feeling, the passion or
whatever you want to call it. Thank God it was gloomy enough under the
bedclothes that I didn't actually have to look at his a-hole, his ring, his
pucker, whatever, I could do all this by remote. The next thing was the
feel of his hand on my knob smearing some sort of lube on me and making a
good job of smearing my precum as well. My dick felt like an iron bar and
he grinned obviously knowing exactly what I was going through. 'Closer,' he
breathed as he took his knees upto his chest. 'Closer.'

I took a deep breath as I felt him bring my oiled weapon down and I then
felt the smoothness of his flesh against mine. Without being told I gently
pushed. I'd gotten my experience, I nearly passed out as I felt his little
fanny open up to allow my oiled flesh to enter him and then it seemed to
engulf me and swallow me as I pushed in until he told me to stop.

'What's up.' My face was wet with sweat.

'Work your way in slowly, Anthony,' he grabbed my neck and dragged my face
down onto his. 'Then fuck me,' he hissed savagely and the kissed me and I
felt his tiny pointed tongue slip into my mouth. I was gone, I started to
fuck and munch his mouth as I pierced deeper into his warmth and his
tightness... no more hand jobs after this.

'You're so tight,' I whispered feeling a bit of a prat even as I said
it. Hardly romantic and certainly not very original.

'You've got a fat cock,' he counted with his dopey grin. 'Bigger than I
remembered,' he grabbed my hips and pulled me down and himself up at the
same time, I felt my hardness now in deeply and still the warmth and the
constraint of his living flesh. This my young brother and now my young
lover, joined as one, sinning or were we? We could hardly breed but if we
did we'd make a fortune. I smiled at the thought and just kept moving in
and out savouring this the most strange of first experiences. Nice hardly
seemed the word, more like fantastic or wicked even, I began to move faster
as Loren gazed up at me and smiled his approval, his legs clamped on my
sweaty back as I slid in and out of his tight little ring. I was in heaven,
no doubt about it.

'Uh, uh, uh,' I began to move faster, I could feel my passion building and
it wasn't too far away, the release, the end game.

'Harder, harder,' Loren croaked clinging to me like he never wanted to let
go. 'Fuck me, Anthony,' he growled and closed his eyes.

I could feel the rush, my balls were as tight as a pair of marbles and I
was just about to yell out that I was cuming when Loren's hand flashed up
and sealed my mouth I tired to take it away but my sex was in charge, I
felt a searing burst up my cock and then the pumping and the thobbing as I
ofloaded squirt after squirt of my hot spunk deep into his clinging
flesh. I'd done it, I'd actually cum inside my kid brother, I'd fucked
family. Great, I grinned and so did he, I didn't even feel ashamed as I
slowly finished off slipping easily in and out of his flooded hole. He
clasped my sweating body as his legs dropped and we lay belly to belly, we
shared a light kiss and I lay my sweaty face alongside his.

'Ok?' He whispered.

'Wicked,' I grunted and slowly moved as I felt my erection sagging and
sliding free. 'I'm doomed, a kid brother molester.'

'Don't feel too bad about it,' he grinned quite happily. 'We done it, we
did it, whatever, whatever... where's the harm.'

''Where indeed?' We rolled onto our sides and by the time we cuddled my
squishy cock was squashed against his and he was still as hard as a
chocolate frog. It was not over yet and this was the part I was dreading.

'Jo likes you a lot,' he spoke quietly as we lay in the dim light.

'Yeah, he's made one not too subtle approach already.'

'I mean a lot, lot,' Loren giggled. 'He told Florian you were a dish and
that's a compiment by the way, Florian told me.'

'Natch,' I grinned. 'The local gossips, Rancid Hampsters United.'

'That's us,' Loren giggled. 'I thought you said you quite liked Jo.'

'I did but we're getting to put up of shut up time.'

'See how it goes tomorrow,' Loren advised. 'I think he'll make a move on
you then.'

'I might let him.' I grinned. 'Gotta keep the Boss happy.'

'And have some good sex.'

'Have you done it with him?'

'Him, Florian and Leo.'

'Jeez, you've turned into a sex manaic.'

'Must run in the family,' Loren nibbled at my neck but I was on the move, I
lay on my back and rolled and turned my back to him, he immediately
snuggled in tight, I could feel his stiffy prodding my bum and then it
slipped between my sweaty cheeks. The moment of truth was on me.

'Don't go mad, Renzo.'

He just chuckled as I used his kiddy name. Actually I thought Renzo was
cool but he liked Loren, he probably thought it sounded more manly.

He'd come prepared I felt the smear of something cold and very oily between
my cheeks and then the disgusting little sod had his finger in my hole and
was twirling it around like he was having a little game, then came the
prodding and a regular in and out, I guess you'd call it finger fucking but
I could live with it. 'You ready,' he whispered in my ear and I felt his
slippery boy cock between my cheeks, his damn shrimpdick felt huge.

'Go on.' I steeled myself.

When it came it was an anti climax, it was expecting some hurt and even
some pain but I felt it, of course I bloody well felt it but it was just a
pressure and then the feeling of being filled. Not violated, I think I was
a bit too mature for that, I was just being filled by my not so innocent
baby brother and he was enjoying it, he kissed me and I felt his smooth
belly against my back as he bottomed out (his phrase by the way). His taut
belly pressed against my back as he caught me around the waist and pulled
himself in as tight as he could and then started to move. From his
movements I knew what he wanted next and I went along with it. I rolled
onto my stomach and he got between my legs and slowly mounted me moving in
and out.

'You're a good fuck,' he whispered.

'Thanks for bugger all,' I groaned and pushed my bum up onto his slow
thrusts, it was quite pleasant in a weird sort of way and he was enjoying
himself. He was going faster and his boy sized cock felt like a warm iron
bar if you can imagine it just gliding effortlessly in and out.

'Yessss,' he hissed and went faster and harder. His belly was making sweaty
thwacks against my back and I still shoved up onto him. If we were going to
act like a pair of pervs we may as well be good at it. I wondered what it
felt like to have someone cum inside you... I was soon to find out.

'Go on,' I urged him on pushing back onto his slippery sex.

'I'm cu...' he rammed in and froze. I felt his cock throb, no it didn't, it
seeemed to pulse and I felt the hot squirts of his boy juice shooting up
into my belly. He came like a little ferret, I didn't think Renzo, my
little baby brother had it in him. I wriggled back onto his stiff sex like
a right tart. The top secret buzz was that I quite liked it, I liked it
with him anyway. All those silly arguments and squabbles out of the way and
now we had the ultimate brotherly bond, one that had to stay very well
hidden. Well, everyone in this little firm would know but no
outsiders. 'Jeez, that was good,' he gasped. High praise indeed from the
young professional.

'Glad you liked it,' I felt him leave me and I swore my hole shut with a
snap.

'Don't be such a misery,' he cuddled me as I rolled over to face him. 'Pals
now?' He kissed me softly and then harder as I held his neck, his tongue
slid into my mouth again and we shared a long and breathtaking kiss.

'Pals,' I grinned at him. 'Bumchums.'

'Forever,' he leapt from the bed and ran.

I lay there for a moment wondering what was going on and it
percolated. Abortions, what goes up has to come down, must be the downside
to things I suppose. He was back in five minutes smelling vaguely of soap
and deodorant. 'Go on,' he jerked his head. 'Otherwise it'll be squishy
seconds.'

Good old Loren, I thought as I made a run for the bathroom, he hadn't lost
any of his childish charm. Seconds, now there was another thought to
treasure. By the time I got back he was under the bedclothes looking at me
with a slight smile on his face. I clambered in alongside him and we
cuddled. The first bed sharing since we were kids and I mean real little
kids. Mind you, I suppose that paled a bit after the sex.

'Don't have to get up too early in the morning,' he murmured as he turned
inward to face me.

'Good,' I kissed him on his cute nose. 'Good night, bro,' I turned my back
on him hoping against hope that he would. He did, I felt his warm body edge
upto me, an arm drape itself over hip and then the warmth and smoothness of
his body spooning against me.

'Night, sexy,' he whispered and I felt his dry lips on the back of my neck,
his soft dicky against my bum and we slept.

People are not supposed to sleep well in a strange bed but I did, I dreamt
of sex with Renzo, sex with his little boyfriend and right at the end of
what it would be like to have proper man sex with the top dog, the rather
tasty Jo. In the end I woke up as hard as a scaffold pole to feel Renzo's
stiffy nestling between my cheeks, he must have been there all night. I
softly slipped from the bed without disturbing him and passed across to the
window. Dawn's early light, a misty drizzle and some rather disgruntled
birds making a racket a little more countrified than our own place. Also no
parents to hassle us, I grabbed a dressing gown and wandered down to the
bathroom to clear the bladder, I was bursting.

Back in the bedroom I was out of sync, I always got up early, Loren was the
one who had trouble getting out of bed.

'Wassa time?' He looked blearily over the bedding.

'Six,' I looked out of the window again. Good scouting weather, I could be
snuggled in a tent with young Simon getting frostbite.

'Another three hours,' he stretched his arms above his head. 'I'd kill for
a cuppa tea,' he gave me that litle boy look he does when he wants
something.

'I'd kill for a bit of your sweet arse,' I countered.

'Sounds good to me,' he gazed at me steadily and then grinned. 'After the
tea.'

'Deal.' I left the room and headed for the kitchen, a mug of tea was small
price to pay for my beautiful little brother's body. Walking up this
absolutely enormous pasageway I was surprised to hear the clink of cutlery
and the sound of someone in the kitchen as I walked in I found Floriam
making two mugs of tea, clearly he and Jo were also early risers. He looked
like a shipwreck on wheels.

'Hi, Florian,' I put a brave face on it. 'Don't want to make it four mugs
do you?'

'Why not?' he gave me a small smile. 'Is Loren alright?'

'I haven't killed him if that's what you mean,' I propped up the table.

'No, I didn't mean that,' he grinned and busied himself with the
kettle. 'You got on OK?'

'You can tell Jo that we had two way sex... that was what you wanted to
hear, right?'

'More or less,' he avoided my eyes. 'Does that mean you're joining the firm
sorta thing?'

'Yeah, why not, I like sex, I need dosh, everyone I've met seems
bedable...'

'You've only met Jo and myself,' he giggled.

'That's what I mean, Flore,' I walked behind him as he ladled sugar into
the mugs. I suddenly grabbed his hips. He was decent only insofar as he had
a pair of droopy boxers hanging on his hips and I felt the smoothness of
his skin and the warmth of his flesh. I pulled him back a little and let my
gown fall open at the front. He didn't make a sound just pressed his tight
high riding little bottom back against my hardening dick.

'You don't mess around,' he spoke in a quavering voice.

'You're too nice to mess around with,' I nuzzled at his smooth neck.

'Aaaah,' he sighed and his head dropped back allowing me to kiss his
throat, my hands delved past the sagging waitband and I felt his smooth
little stiffy hard and hot. He obviously had the same problems as Renzo had
in the mornings. 'I better get back to Jo, he'll be getting all
huffy... but first,' he span around and dropped to his knees and dived into
my dressing gown and grabbed my semi erection. Without a second thought he
popped it into his mouth gave a couple of slow sucks and got to his feet
with a broad grin on his face. 'Welcome to the Club.'

'I better take Renzo... sorry Loren his tea.'

'Renzo,' he squealed. 'I like that, sorta pet name,' he grabbed his own
teas and looked at me. 'Jo fancies you something rotten... so do I.'
Another quick smile and he was away, I had time to notice that his own
little peg was jutting out well in his boxers, I was off to a good start in
the making friends business and the Jo news was good news.

'Took your time,' Wimp of the Week mumbled from the bed.

'Just been chatting up your pal. or he was chatting me up, not too sure.'

'Yeah,' he grinned. 'Don't spill the tea,' he said as he threw aside the
bedding. 'Get in, it's cold out there.' I wouldn't know, I'd just been
standing in a freezing kitchen for fifteen minutes. Naturally enough I
didn't tell him about Florian's little bit of oral affection as I settled
in the bed and gave him his mug.

'Mmmmm,' he took a sip and managed to spill half of it down his chin and
onto his chest, somethings never change.

'Messy,' I took his mug from him and lapped the tea from his chest, he
seemed happy enough with that so I moved onto a nipple. He seemed even
happier with that and tried to push my head down under the bedding but I
wasn't that keen on a cock sandwich for breakfast, I had something else in
mind. I handed him his mug back and let him wind down a bit.

'Aaah, he whined like a little kid. 'I thought we were going to do stuff,'
he gave me that little lost puppy look the brats do so well but Hard
Hearted Hanna was having none of it.

'We are... seems like a good time for some more practice.'

'Yeah?' he grinned at me as I glanced at him.

'Yeah. Finish your tea before you spill it again.'

'Nag, nag.'

'Fag, fag.' I thought that was quite witty, he didn't.

Anyway, to get down to it. We finished our mugs off and snuggled down into
the bedding, for a so called summer it was bloody cold in that place but I
soon warmed up when I got glued onto my wriggling brother. We had no
secrets now, we'd both enjoyed the previous sex and it was a matter of
'let's do it again' and why not, there was sod all else to do at that time
of the morning.

'We should practice frontals,' he spoke like we were out on a sports field.

'Frontal what?' I did my dim bit.

'Frontal fuck,' he giggle. 'We'll have to do them for photoshoots, they're
very popular, people can see the thing going in and out and the old hole
stretched and...'

'Yeah, alright, alright,' I quietened his babble by sealing my lips to his
always a good way to shut Loren up... or feed him. 'Go on your back then, I
managed to slide my hardness between his smooth thighs and rolled on top of
him so he didn't have much of an option.

'Use the stuff under the pillow,' he whispered and I felt his knees going
up. I just hoped I was as brave when it was my turn. I grabbed the tube and
uncapped. A little squeeze onto my fingers and we were off. I didn't do the
finger biz this time, I assumed that we'd fit without any problems and we
did. I got onto my knees, located and gently pushed into his tight little
passage. This time it was easy and he groaned with pleasure as I moved in
and out finally crushing my pubes up against his tautly stretched bottom.

'Orrite?' I put my lips to his and slowly moved to and fro.

'Great,' He gave one of his silly giggles. 'You are good sex, big bro. I
like doing it with you.'

'That's damn Christian of you,' I mocked him as I stared to move faster. I
liked doing it with him, if he wasn't my brother I'd have been in love with
him, now is that sad or what? I moved faster still and he clutched me his
lips on mine, on my eyes and my nose and back to my mouth. I could feel his
tight little bottom clamp as I pushed in and relax as I moved out. We were
in perfect sync, just like Olympic Team Fucking... Nine point nine for
style.

'Fuck me,' he growled, I suppose that was the end of the style. I started
to whack in harder to his tight little boy fanny as I felt my juices rise.

When I came or cum he just gazed up at me with his dopey grin, clinging and
stroking me as my hot surges of thick morning spunk splattered into his
hole. 'Jeez...' I gasped, I was drained.

'Nice one, Tone.' I hated being called Tone but accepted the compliment
with a weary smile. 'I'm all squishy,' he wriggled on my still hard cock. I
suppose I could have gone again but it would have been messy and I'd
probably be carted away by the medics. I fell on my side and he came with
me with his upper leg up my side by my arm. I was still stuck deep in him
and I still slowly moved to and fro in his soggy little fanny. 'My go,' he
said cheerfully and slid off me. Doncha just hate morning people?

I wearily lay on my back and looked up at him as he reached over and
grabbed his mug, he drunk more tea and managed to spill some on me, this
kid was a slob, he really was. I grabbed the mug and him at the same time,
I managed to drop the now empty mug on the floor and hold him in a bear hug
and wrapped my legs around his warm wriggling body.

'Stop fucking around, Renzo.' Subtle it wasn't but I think he got the
message as it brought on a fit of the giggles, I was in half a mind to
plunder his sweet bottom again but comments about 'batting on a sticky
wicket' and 'buckets of slugs' drifted through my mind and I opted for the
passive role. I did need the practice after all and my guilty secret was I
rather liked him inside me.

'Sorry,' he gulped finally pressing my legs back and shuffling in
close. 'Does baby want a bit of Renzo dick...'

'Shut up, you prick,' I grabbed his penis which in spite of all the sodding
around was well and truly hard, I guided it to my pucker and rubbed it into
position. This one was going to be easy, I was a bit sweaty and his junior
spike was just a bit slippery at the tip. 'Slowly, kid.'

'Always,' he breathed and kissed me. I can tell you that a Loren kiss is
not what you need at the crack of dawn but I suffered and felt him gently
push and slowly enter me. I felt the pleasure pain again as his hot cock
speared into me and his body dropped onto mine. I grabbed that beautiful
bubble butt of his again and he started to move to and fro. This time I
pulled his stunt, I let my legs slip down his back binding him in so that
he really had to work for it. 'I could do this all day,' he gasped
enthusiastically.'

'Small chance and no chance,' I grinned up at him and grabbing his head
stuck a nice juicy kiss on his slightly parted mouth, in spite of my qualms
I allowed his tongue to probe into my mouth and we were off again. I don't
know where the hell he got the energy from but he did go well. He was
slapping and bashing into my well eased hole like he was drilling an
extension to the Jubilee Line. Talk about youthful energy, he had enough to
put the Duracell Bunny to shame and when he came it was a nice one,
slippery, squishy and messy but a nice one all the same.

'Now that was something else,' he grinned at me and slowly slid free of his
mess.

'Rest for an hour,' I said glancing at the clock. 'Then we can shoot into
the bathroom before the others surface.'

'We could do it again,' he glanced at me slyly.

'Piss off.'

'Grouch,' he grinned and allowed me to cuddle his sweaty and rather smelly
body. It was nice.

In the end we were up before the others and managed to get cleaned up and
organised by the time Jo was on patrol. He seemed happy enough so Florian
must have looked after him. He did a good job of breakfast insofar as I got
lumbered with the toast making, Loren got designated as coffee maker and
Florian was the guy who boiled the eggs. Pretty frugal and pretty well
organised... oh, yeah. Jo was the organiser. I was to find out over the
holiday that Jo wasn't much of an eater and he expected us to look after
ourselves for most of the time.

I suppose it was around ten o'clock by the time we were all sorted out and
Jo got us together in the lounge for a chat. The rain had stopped at last
although it was grey and cloudy and none too warm, we had the fire on
anyway so it was pretty cosy.

'So, here we are,' Jo started off. 'Monday morning, crappy weather and
money being spent so money to be earned.' he looked at the three of us and
we sat there like a trio of dummies. 'I want to run Anthony through his
straight catalogue stuff today, then his knickers and some straight nudes
but we can do that when the studio room has warmed up a bit.'

'It's warm now,' Florian had to say something. 'It pongs a bit.'

'Well open a fucking window,' Loren snarled like a disgruntled pixy. If he
and Florian were going to snipe at each other for the next six weeks things
could get a bit stressful, both of them could end up having their heads
knocked together and I could see from the look on Jo's face the thought had
crossed his mind as well.

'Come on girls, knock it off,' Jo winked at me.

'We are going down to Lewes Friday afternoon where we have the use of a
house, a small pool and lots of countryside. The weather has been better
down there and if forecast for a heatwave next week.'

'Thank Christ for that.' Well, I had to say something. The chastened
Rugrats agreed with subdued murmurs.

'I need to photograph you three to death to be totally honest,' Jo started
off again. 'And anyone else who comes along, I'm spending out here and I
need to get a return on investment to be blunt. Initial feedback from the
original Loren and Florian bits is good or so Casey tells me so I'm
encouraged. What I do want to do is to work you without going silly so I
suggest that we set aside a period each day for work and the rest of the
time is yours.'

We three did the nodding bit again.

'Sometime this morning I'd like to get Anthony done on his initials and
early this evening I'd like to do Florian and Loren on some proper sex.'

I did the nod again and the two boys looked at each other and grinned like
a pair of chipmunks.

'But for the moment,' Jo looked at his watch. 'I want to shoot down and get
some shopping, so, Anthony can come and help me and you two can run the
hoover around and have a tidy up in the bedrooms. 'Oh, yeah, get the studio
sorted out.'

Well, that was it, we knew what we were doing for the short term at least
and we were off to Lewes on Friday. I couldn't see how he was going to fill
a week in with just three models but that was his business, I also wondered
what he was doing about the Studio over at home but no doubt he had a
master plan. No mention of money yet and if he didn't start talking about
it soon then I would. The labourer is worthy of his hire as my dad is keen
on saying not that he does a lot anyway.

I went down to Wimbledon with him and raided the local supermarket and when
we got back the youngsters had done the place up to a reasonable standard
and on looking into the Studio I saw that the windows were wide open and
the bed was back to a posing perch or whatever they called it. One thing
did come out in our shopping trip and that was Jo inviting me to his bed
for the evening. I agreed of course, I had fancied him for some time and I
didn't really want to get in the way of our two little lovebirds. Don't get
me wrong, I liked the sex with Lorenzo but it was a bit unhealthy... or
whatever!

We didn't bother with lunch as it seemed Jo liked one big meal a day and
that was it, a bit hard to live with when you're a growing boy so I had to
work with the others to get something a bit better organised but my session
was on me and the time was ripe as they say in all the best books.

Florian and Loren were in attendance as I knew they would be, Loren was
Jo's main man and Florian had set himself up as poseur in chief being the
only one who was what you could call a professional model. It was easy and
I swanned it, I was a bit embarassed dropping my drawers with Jo and
Florian looking on but I got over it. Jo even got Loren to strip off and we
did some doubles. You know, the light and shade things by the window, what
Florian called the arty-tarty poses. It was soon over and Jo retired to his
room to sort out the product.

'What sort of porn are you two doing?' I climbed back into my jeans.

'Snogging and groping,' Florian grinned.

'We've done that,' Loren looked serious. 'I think he's going to want a full
sex job next.'

'What... fucking?' Florian squeaked.

'Why not?'

'Mmmm.' Florian looked doubtful.

'Well, it had to come.'

'Yeah, I suppose,' Florian looked at me doubtfully. 'What do you think,
Anthony?'

'Go where the money is, do what the man wants,' I told him. 'You knew what
the score was when you took up the invitation, no good getting cold feet
now.' I grinned at him and glanced at Loren. 'Then you can share me.'

'Wowsie wow,' Loren laughed. 'Super sex symbol... not.'

'Kept you happy last night,' I snapped.

'Takes two to tango,' Loren came back.

'Just run through them and they look good,' Jo came back into the room. 'I
have to pick up a new computer for here tomorrow so we can run them
straight onto disc after that. Get your coats, I'll take you over the
Common for an hour or so.'

We started on the boy's sex duo around eight in the evening and the
masterplan was easy enough. Both boys dressed. One boy comes in to find the
other sitting reading dirty mag, they undress, one blows, reverse blow,
sixty niner and it was just a matter then of sorting out who topped and who
bottomed.

'Well there's a basic script,' Loren smiled nervously. I really felt for
him, this was their first time in front of anyone else and they were both a
bit stressed. I don't suppose me being there helped but I was double
banking Jo on the camera whist he looked after the movie angle.

The thing is to try and act natural,' Jo explained. 'Ignore Anthony and
myself and go for it.'

'We'll give it a go,' Florian was looking the brave little soldier. Christ,
here we had the slut of the century acting like a virgin schoolboy, bloody
ridiculous.

'Good,' Jo looked at the three of us. 'This is the first of a series so
everyone's going to get a share. In this instance I want Lorenzo to go top
and Florian bottom. So, Florian in the bed and Loren wanders in as the
seducter or whatever.'

'I knew I'd finish up as the bottom,' Florian moaned. 'More films for Loren
to show everyone...'

'No he won't,' Jo assured the kid. 'I did say this was the first in a
series, hopefully we can get some outdoor stuff done next week. But next
time Loren's the bottom... I promise.'

'Ok then,' Florian smiled slightly. I don't think he minded at all I just
think he wanted to assert himself in a manner of speaking, he didn't want
typecasting as the girl in every film that they did.'

'Well, if you two boys want to have a shower we'll go for it in half an
hour,' Joe looked at me and jerked his head. 'We'll check out the cameras
and whatnot.'

That was it. Our first proper porn session was underway. As Jo had told us
earlier, each of us would have to do a solo wank both filmed and
photographed. On top of that he wanted to do a variety of doubles.

It was sex by rote, there was nothing that hadn't been done before it was
just that these boys were younger than normal, It started with Florian
laying on the bed in just his underwear and Loren coming through the door
like he'd just arrived . After that is was straightforward enough. Loren
sits, they look at the mag, A fondles B and B fondles A, we've all see it
before and the only bit that got us all going was that we were actually
contributing for the very first time. God knows how I managed the stills,
my hands were shaking like leaves and popping a severe stiffy didn't help.

They got onto the blow and blow about and then onto the traditional sixty
niner. I got some classy close ups of Loren's tiny pucker there, I was
proud of them. Crunch time came at last and Florian did a very good job of
offering his little fanny for the rancid rapist Loren. Yeah... well.

'All cums to be visible,' Jo reminded them.  'You do your stuff Loren,
better if you can make a mess on Florian's belly and then he can wank his
cum on that... a really spunky mess,' he grinned seeming to be really
enjoying himself. I was enjoying myself that was for sure, I was as hard as
a rock and my briefs were soggy, I was leaking like a sieve.

Loren did well, he was a star, they both were. Florian moaned and groaned
like a virgin having her first fuck and both Jo and I got loads of closeups
of the action, Loren's stiffy gliding in and out of Florian's well
stretched pucker. In the end Loren slid free and rolling Florian over onto
his back wanked furiously until he did a very good cum , excellent cum I
should say after his night's performance. To cap it all off Florian jerked
off and his spunk splattered up on his belly to cover Loren's in one
glistening pearly mass of puddles and streaks. They were both breathing
like carthorses by the time it was all over.

'All done,' Jo looked at me and gave me a funny smile.

'Just about,' I grimaced as I felt my dick stuck to my clothing.

Joe watched me place the camera on the table and then gave me a push, I
fell onto the bed wondering what the hell was going on. 'Look after him you
two, he's dribbling like a baby in a pram,' he pointed to the dark patch on
the front of my khakis.

The two rugrats looked at each other and both naked and dripping cum
launched themselves at me, my shirt was up and my trousers were down in a
moment and surprisingly enough I didn't fight back. I saw Jo wander off to
answer the ringing phone in the other room but I'd lost interest in Jo, I
had kiddy lips on my nipples and hands removing my tacky briefs clear of my
painfully hard erection. This must be bonus time.

'Yummy,' I heard one of them say and I surrendered to the moment as I saw
Loren's face disappear and then felt his lips on my scrotum and Florian
gave me a big cheesy grin and slipped his mouth over my jerking dick. In
the middle of this I heard Jo come back into the room mumble something
about coming back in ten minutes and I was at their tender mercies... it
didn't take long.

Loren was sucking my nuts raw when I felt it cuming, I muttered a warning
and thrust up into Florian's avid sucking but he kept on it to receive a
super blast of thick creamy spunk which he swallowed in one. Gulping and
gasping he drew back a little and Loren was on me with his sweet lips
sucking and slobbering over my rapidly draining dick.

'Better get some dry knickers on, bro,' he giggle and rolled away kissing
and canoodling with his boyfriend. I just lay there like a pretty limp lump
of lettuce. In the end I got some clean y-fronts from my bag as they went
off giggling like a pair of little girls to the shower.

'Should have got some snaps of that little episode,' Jo grinned at me and
shoved a can my way as I flopped into a kitchen chair.

'Yeah,' I agreed. What could I say.

'You remember what I was saying yesterday about quality time together?' Jo
looked at me seriously.

'I seem to remember saying yes.' Well that saved him asking the question.

'Just checking,' he grinned. 'We could have some fun.'

'Without the Rugrats.' I just wanted to be sure.

'Just us big boys,' he laughed. 'That was Leo on the phone by the
way. Apparently he's just met a brand new bestest mate, a Paki kid and he's
decided he wants to pay a visit tomorrow.'

'Mmmm.'

'I know what he's after and we may need to have a talk about it later, the
four of us.'

'Why? What's the problem?'

'Uncle Freddy. The guy he's staying with. I don't think he'll be all that
happy at Leo getting involved in this unless he gets some sort of payoff.'

'Is this Leo worth it?' I knew the answer to that one, I'd seen Leo rolling
around on that bed with the others, he'd make a fine addition to the clan,
I just couldn't understand Jo's reluctance.

'Well the story is that Leo managed to do a sleep in with Freddy for the
first time ever on Sunday night and met this kid today and did ditto with
the kid...'

'Some sort of sex maniac and a swift worker,' I laughed.

'Well the plot thickens. Leo has invited us all down on Thursday night for
the big England match and he's been more or less told he can come to Lewes
with us,' Jo paused. 'If he does and if his mate tags along for the ride
they have to go on the payroll. I can't have models and holidaymakers
mixed, it'd be a shambles.'

'So what's the problem?' I asked. 'if Leo's happy doing the biz and his
mate is as well...'

'Uncle Freddy is the problem. If Leo has all his chums down there on
Thursday then Freddy's gonna want to dip into the pot.'

'Have someone for a bedtime snack sorta thing?'

'Sorta,' Jo laughed and waved the others to seats as they came in from the
shower all smelling sweet and looking shiny. Black hearted little
bastards. Jo repeated the story and got the same reaction from them as he
had from me... where's the problem?

'I thought that Freddy was quite nice,' Florian remarked quite innocently.

'Slut,' Loren doesn't miss a chance.

'He likes older boys,' Jo looked at me a little too long. 'I'm surprised he
did the biz with Leo especially being family.'

'Leo threw himself in there,' Loren declared confidently and I wondered how
he knew. 'Leo wants us to do a sleepover Thursday and one of us to keep his
uncle sweet, he wants to go to Lewes and he wants to do porn, it's as easy
as that.'

'And you know all this?' Jo looked at Loren.

'Pretty much,' Loren grinned. 'Although the Paki's a bit of a nigger in the
woodpile... boom, boom!'

'No racism, Renzo,' I told him although I thought as a poor pun it was
pretty funny as well.

'Who do you reckon Freddy will fancy?' Loren asked not looking too worried
although I would have thought he was pretty much a front runner.

'Anthony,' Jo spoke quietly.

There was silence and the Rugrats both stared at me. Twenty four hours in
the place and the Jo man was trying to farm me out already.

'What's he like this guy?'

'About the same as Jo only better looking,' Florian laughed.

'Upto you,' Jo looked at me. 'If you don't fancy being used all you have to
do is come back up here with me on Thursday night, the other two can kip in
with Leo and the Paki kid.'

'Depends what he's like I suppose.'

'You'll see him tomorrow, the lads are walking up around tennish and he's
picking them up in the afternoon as he has some time off.'

'Ah, well, I get a viewing at least.'

'So does he,' Loren chipped in. 'He may not even fancy you.'

'True.'

'Let's leave it like that,' Jo got to his feet. 'Get dressed, I'll take you
out for a meal.'

Before we went out Jo produced one of those old fashioned ledgers and paid
us out. I was a new routine for me and seemed just as new for the other
two. Jo took us into his room which he'd suddenly designated office and
paid us from a cashbox and briefly explained what we were being paid for. I
suspected he had a safe secreted somewhere but didn't want to pry. Anyway,
at the end of it I was happy enough and the Rugrats were grinning from ear
to ear (or is it from 'ere to there).

That was it. Looked like the next couple of three days were going to be a
bit of an adventure. Leo and his pal calling tomorrow, Thursday an
overnighter and the big England match and then on Friday off to Lewes with
or without Leo. Of course there were two youngsters down in Lewes looking
after us who seemed to be 'easy meat' in a manner of speaking. As Terry
Pratchett says in his books: May you live in interesting times.

We had a slap up meal down at a local hostelry which catered for parties
and families so I suppose we fitted in there somewhere. Rather to Jo's
surprise the boys paid between them but I could see by the looks on their
faces they weren't going to volunteer again in the near future. So did,
Jo. He whispered to me on the way out that they wouldn't be doing that
again in a hurry but I could see that he was quite pleased with
them. Scruffy little angels... aaaah.

We did stop for a drink for Jo, a shandy for myself and a couple of softies
for the kids but by the time we got home it was getting on and I think
everyone had just about peaked. In fact, in the car Florian and Loren were
yawning their little tousled heads off, could have been an act but I think
they were ready for bed, it had been quite an eventful day after
all. Another old saying springs to mind, the one about burning candles at
both ends. With our daytime work and night time pleasure we had to rest
some time or burn out... as per the aforementioned candle.

'OK if we hit the sack, Jo?' Loren spoke about fifteen minutes into some
incredibly boring TV.

'Help yourself,' Jo smiled a little wearily. 'Anthony and I are calling it
a day shortly anyway,' he glanced and me and I nodded agreement.

''Rightho! Goodnight!' Jeez, they were off like a pair of juvenile rockets.

'They didn't waste any time,' I looked at Jo and he looked back with a
grin.

'I should tell them to clean their teeth and have a bath I suppose.'

'They're old enough,' I commented. 'If they get too stinky we can take them
out back and hose them down.'

'Once a Scout, always a Scout,' Jo laughed. 'Give them fifteen to clear the
bathroom as I want a shower and that's it.'

'Bedtime?'

'Quality time,' he countered.

'Want me to come and wash your back?'

'You can come and share the shower, he grinned. 'Even fifteen year olds
have to wash.'

'Yeah, I suppose so,' I sat on the edge of the bed to get rid of my still
damp trainers and socks, Jo did the same alongside me and I suppose it was
crunch tiime.

'Did I tell you I thought you were fuckin' nice?' He whispered in my ear.

'Yeah,' I grinned. 'You missed out the fucking last time.'

'Sorry,' he put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me back onto the bed
and lightly kissed me on the cheek.

'You can do better than that.'

He could. His lips came down onto mine and we shared our first kiss and
then our second and then it was a mad scramble as we began to strip each
other ready for the shower... yeah, right.

'So nice,' he husked and lapped at my nipples and his hand grasped my meat
through my tousers. If he told me I was bloody nice again I was going to
scream. I wanted to get dirty not yak about being nice.

'No I'm not,' I went on the attack and rolled him onto his back and dived
onto his navel giving his a good lap and lick. As he lay there seemingly
happy with what I was doing I unzipped him, my own very special moment of
truth, I wanted to see what he had to offer and I wasn't
disappointed. Clearly outlined in his briefs his rigid meat stretched from
his centre to his waistband and it was hot and it was hard. I dry mouthed
the the thin cotton and he moaned, a second later he moaned even more when
I peeled the top of his briefs down allowing his mansized cock to jerk
free. Thanking my own personal household god for the experience with Renzo
I took him into my mouth savouring and tasting his thickness, his heat and
the slightest taste of semen. He was as ripe as I was, ripe for the old one
two that is.

'Wana fuck now or later?' He reversed positions and delved into my
underwear pulling my own hardness free and admiring it. Well, I liked it
anyway.

'Cor, that is so couth,' I laughed. 'Get clean first and then we can get
dirty again,' I suggested.

'Suppose you're right,' he reluctantly got to his feet with his six plus
jutting and grabbed a dressing gown. 'Just gonna check the brats are out of
the way.'

In his absence I finished stripping off and took the twin to his gown from
the back of the door. I noticed an old flat -top computer and monitor in
the corner of the room and supposed thast this was the one that was being
replaced. No one had mentioned this bit of kit before, it may even be dead
but then Jo was back.

'Little bastards,' he grumbled. 'They may have cleaned their teeth but they
didn't use the shower.'

'Dirty little boys,' I laughed. 'Hercule Poirot.'

'Miss Marples,' he grinned. 'Come on lover, let's go, they're safely in bed
by now.'

'Shagging?'

'If they have the energy.'

'My kid bro has all the energy in the world once you tear him away from
those bloody comics of his.'

'I've noticed,' he said dryly and beckoned for me to come. We went down to
the bathroom pausing at the boy's bedroom door which was shut of
course. Ears to the door gave us some muttered conversation and giggles so
they weren't quite as tired as they'd made out. We just gave each other
those 'adult' looks and moved onto the bathroom. Boys will be boys as they
say and Renzo and Florian were certainly boys although they both displayed
rather intense moments of girlishness on occasion.

The shower was nice (there's that bloody word again). I soaped he and he
soaped me and we both got our hardons back and we both finished up well and
truly on heat. That was short and sweet. All done and dusted we ambled back
to the bedroom, we both knew exactly what we wanted and we were going to
get down to it. What I didn't know was that Jo was just as horny as I was
and soon as we were in the door with the door closed and he was on me. I
laughed as he pushed me onto the bed and the next thing I knew was that the
gowns were off and we were rolling about naked both fighting for the top
position. He won, of course he did, he was bloody bigger than I was and I
wanted him to win. Cue for a dirty laugh there I suppose but I did have a
crush on the guy and this is exactly where I wanted to be, we weren't going
through the preliminaries, we were going for the all out sex and I was
happy with that.

'God you are so...'

'Don't say nice again,' I giggled as he hovered above me, I was flat on my
back by the way.

'Fuckable?'

'That'll do,' I raised my legs up the side of his body and he got the
message, he moved in and I could see his swollen sex get neared to my honey
pot as kid bro has taken to calling it. 'You got some slippery?' I asked
and I could hear the nervousness in my voice.

Silently he reached under the pillow and produced this tube which I
grabbed. A quick twist and I had the clear gel on my fingers and annointed
his hot flesh. He moaned and pushed into my clenched fist but I was in
charge now, I had the power, I had the teen pussy he was after and once
he'd finished his tight arse was mine.

'Take it easy, Jo,' I whispered as I smeared some of the stuff on my pucker
and raised my legs slightly.

He just smiled down at me and moved in to kiss me again, this time he
raised my legs and bent my knees... the stuffed chicken mode, another one
of Renzo's classics. I tell you most sincerely that brother of mine did
come out with some crackers, I think he and Florian spent half their time
dreaming them up.

'Jeez,' I spasmed and nearly shouted as I felt his bulbous mass press
against my back door and I swore I could feel it stretch almost painfully
and then he was in me. He gave a contented sigh and I clamped my legs on
his back as I felt his hot cock spear into my gut. he stopped and looked at
me and then as I smiled up at him as he kissed me again and started to
move. I didn't expect him to last too long as I knew he was hyped up and he
didn't. Whilst it lasted it was good (the shame of it). I clung to him as
he shagged me hard and fast and this was no Lorenzo, this was grown man and
he knew exactly what he was doing. He corkscrewed into me and must have
reached every corner of my gut, he held out as long as he could and when he
finally came it was like a flood. God knows where it all came from but I
felt his hot spunk squirt and spurt inside me as he fell on me slowly
working his slippery and slimy hardness deep within. 'Jo, you fuckin'
animal,' I laughed softly feeling his hot breath in my mouth as his lips
glued to mine again.

'Fantastic,' he returned the smile. 'Wanna get married?'

'Dunno if we're compatible,' I grinned and he knew what I meant.

'We'll see,' he carefully slipped free and his head dropped like one of
those diving birds but he wasn't after a fish. He took my straining cock in
deep and holding the neck of my scrotum sucked and lathered until I begged
him to let go. I was so hard it was aching and my nuts couldn't rise, they
were cupped in his hand and still he sucked. Finally he glanced up my belly
and gave an evil grin. 'Come on Anthony.'

He flopped onto his back and I clambered between his outstretched
legs. When I reached for the lube he told me no, he was sweaty, I was
dribbly, where was the need. Of course being bigger he could have said that
I had a smaller dick and he had a bigger hole than I but that wasn't a
'nice' thing to say.

'Did you enjopy your night with Loren, or Renzo as you call him?'

'Yeah.' What a strange question to ask when on the verge of sex. Weird guy.

'Good, I've got plans for you and the Rugrats.'

'I've got plans for you,' I lifted his legs as he chuckled and took his
knees down to his chest. I didn't mess around, I just positioned myself and
settled my now weeping knob against his back door. 'Ready?'

'Stop yakking... get shagging.'

'Yes sir,' I pushed gently and he just opened up for me. As I've said
before this was no tight arsed little Renzo but a man and I slipped inside
him like I was coming home. He sighed with satisfaction and I did the same
as I felt his heat and his body encompass my hardness and squeeze as he
worked his bum muscles on me. I began to move and he moved with me, every
time I moved in he held my hips and pulled himself onto me. We had good sex
and in spite of the foreplay, the pinched nuts and all the rest of it I
lasted well. In fact I worked up a goodly sweat plunging and lunging into
his body. Young teens are nice but a young man who's been around the block
a few times is fantastic. He'd regained his erection and started to wank
himself again until I grabbed his hand and stopped him. 'Leave it for
later, Jo.'

'For you?'

'Natch,' I grinned. 'We gotta go more than once, haven't we?'

'That's for sure,' he held my thrusting hips and looked at me
calmly. 'Harder, Ant.'

When I came it was like all my birthdays rolled into one. I knew that
pinching off the scrotum was supposed to increase 'yield' and it worked. I
felt splat after splat of my hot spunk shoot into his belly and he just lay
there with a self satisfied grin on his face. One very happy bunny, well,
two if I included myself. It was all over, or the night was young... one of
the two

My deflating penis slid free and I lay on his hard belly wriggling against
his hardness, his arms were around me and he fondled my sweaty buns.

'I could be falling in love here, Ant,' he murmured as we rolled onto our
sides and cuddled and snogged face to face.

'Ditto.'



						THE END
						for now





6 - Alex's Story to come

I've got to put another Chapter in here to bridge the gap between the
events at Wimbledon and the boy's visit to Lewes and meeting the DEPA Boys.
I'm sure Leo and Alex can fill in another Chapter between them. It seems
this thing is turning into one of those sagas.  There are a couple of
'decent' photosets to go with this one of Anthony and Anthony/Lorenzo
courtesy of RBW, I might cook up another one of Lorenzo as I'm madly in
love with this kid (sad).

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