Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2006 15:00:11 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: JO'S BOYS - 9

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



PART 9 - Holiday's End



by



G. Cutter



JO

Well that was it, we'd settled down for the night although there was still
noise coming from the boys room. I'd told them once and I wasn't going to
tell them again, if they kept it up I was going to go in there and sling a
bucket of water over them but I hadn't got much chance of sleeping
anyway. Peter and Anthony were having what was supposed to be discreet sex
about a foot away from me. Yeah... I know, discreet sex, that's got to be
worth a laugh. The problem was as the senior citizen and the keeper of the
privy purse I had to road test anyone who was after work and most certainly
Peter was after work. I had the feeling the little lad, the chimpanzee
lookalike would do what had to be done for free but that was only a
feeling.

Loren and Florian might have bitten off a bit more than they could chew to
coin a phrase going by the racket coming from next door.

'I'm going to sleep in the lounge,' I whispered to my two companions deep
into their shag.

I got a couple of grunts in return which was about all I expected and
fled. Don't get me wrong, I do like my sex but enough was enough. I'd
settle for Anthony on his own anytime even blonde Peter on his own but
threesomes do nothing for me at all.

I'd told them all that it was going to be a seven o'clcock wakey wakey as I
wanted to be up Pounders Pond for a morning session when the light was good
and before the local queenery moved in. The master plan was in and out,
after that they could do what they liked, we might even muster up a drive
down to the coast but that depended on me, I was the one with the wheels.

Needless to say once I got settled on the sofa with a lightweight cover I
couldn't sleep I had schedules of work and budget sheets rolling around in
my mind. I knew that the work we'd done this week alone would keep us
ticking over for a month or so, anything from tomorrow onwards was in the
bank. I didn't want to overexpose the kids and pictures featuring little
David and Peter probably wouldn't hit the site for a couple of months. The
Site... Loren's Lounge, Renzo's Room or what-bloody-ever, we still hadn't
decided a name for it although Anthony and myself had decided on the format
and the first month's issues. It was surprising how the mind expands when
you have permanent input from another person, another point of view and
young Anthony was not a dummy. Not forgetting that all the stuff I'd done
with my older teenagers would be included as backup galleries.

I'd told Anthony that after the holiday we'd slow down on the actual
picture taking and concentrate on streamlining the access and sales, a few
freebies spread around and a few banners on other sites. Scratching backs
time. A lot of the pinup stuff, the speedo pictures could be pushed onto
the 'innocent' sites like Jacobs Tales and the like, spreading the boys
faces (and bodies) around.

So much to do, so little time...

My little alarm clock went off at six thirty which was a pretty criminal
time to get up on a Sunday but duty called. I wandered into my room and
Peter and Anthony were as dead as doornails so I gently awoke Anthony and
generated a bit of enthusiasm by slipping my tongue into his mouth. We
played for a few minutes and I then moved through into the rugrat's room
after turning the bath on. My God, what a mess. The three of them were in
what seemed to be a roadsmash, arms and legs entangled and all making with
little sighs, burps, whistles and snores... not a pretty site. The place
smelt like a cum factory, it was absolutely rank so I threw the windows
open and roused Lorenzo for starters.

'He's a sex maniac,' he pushed David offsetting the blame straight away.

'I don't care,' I laughed. 'You've got an hour to get this little mob on
the road.'

I then progressed to Patric and Dennis's room but they were up and I heard
them tarting around in the bathroom. Finally, Alex and Leo to find them up
and getting ready so things weren't looking too bad.

I returned to the kitchen and looked at my little map. Patric had drawn in
a Little Chef about halfway so that was breakfast sorted out. All I had to
do was get them bathed, get them to take their various speedos and swimming
baggies and away we went.

It turned out to be a coffee, tea and toast morning, I kept up an ongoing
hassle making sure nobody had forgotten anything, making sure Anthony and
Peter got all the camera equipment loaded and telling them time and time
again that they would get a cooked breakfast in around half an hour. Boys
and their bellies... Jeez. In the end we left Patric and Dennis determined
to earn their money doing a tidy, tidy and further tidy and headed for the
hills, first stop the Little Chef.

Once more it was hassle, the staff were slightly overwhelmed by a minibus
load of hungry kids rolling up just as they opened but managed to cope. In
the end we were headed for the heights (and that's a laugh) of The Downs
and the spooky sounding Pounders Pond. I was rather hoping there were
cannibal hillbillies lurking in the woods but I couldn't be that lucky, it
was Surrey and not Kentucky after all. Pity, with the brain damage I was
getting from the back seat mob I was quite ready to offer Loren, Florian
and their little nymphomaniac pal as a sacrifice.

I was quite surprised when we got there, it seemed deserted although we did
sight two what apeared to be youths some distance away, The kicker was that
it was a series of ponds, maybe three maybe four I don't remember but we
parked the van in the shade of some trees and we were off. I knew exactly
what I wanted and had it all written down. I also had Anthony and Peter as
aides which was useful.

'General naked splash around,' I announced when we seemed to have found an
ideal spot. 'Peter, Anthony on stills and me camcorder... just splashing
around with stacks of shiny bottoms and willies, no bloody groping or
nothing too blatant... got it.'

A chorus of mumbles assents and they were stripping with all the giggles
that go with that remarkably simple function. I'd put a twenty minute time
limit on that and we finished up with enough pictures to float (or sink) a
battleship.

The next one was the key one. Change the photographers around and this
time.  I wanted the two darker boys Alex and David to do a naked sexshow,
basically a fuck scene and when they'd finished their cumshots and all the
rest of it for Peter and Anthony to pop up out of nowhere and go at it
again. The idea being that each of the older and paler boys would take one
of the younger and darker boys and we'd have a double sex scene. Sounded
simple to me but it took all morning and by the time everyone was played
out, juiced out and getting hot and bothered it was midday.

The one good thing was that although I had one or the other 'non players'
keeping an eye out nobody came anywhere near us and from reports I got only
the original guys with two or three later arrivals were on the scene.

'Some nice sunny solo wanks, or blow jobs to finish off?' I looked around
at my sweaty and sunburned little mob.

'I'll do that,' David squealed... well, he would wouldn't he. Leo and
Florian also volunteered as they were probably the most underused of the
morning session.

'I'll do Davey a blow,' Peter stepped forward, I didn't know if he just
wanted to suck the boys cock or earn money and I didn't care, we were off
and running.

We were on the last one who happened and it happened to be Florian. It had
gone one o'clock and I either wanted to revert to holiday mode or get out
of it, I'd seen more people wandering about over the other side of the
pond. I knew that they couldn't see what we were doing but I didn't want my
lads being surrounded by elderly queens and maybe even getting swagged
away. I couldn't allow the party to split because, at the end of the day, I
was responsible. I know that it sounds silly when you're into the business
of corruption and destroying minors morals to get high and mighty about
responsibility but you still have it. I didn't want to phone up the police
or a parent and admit to having misplaced a randy little teeny or sub-teen.

'Go on, Flore,' Loren urged his mate on as Florian finally spurted his
streamer of boy juice up onto his belly and chest. Note I said streamer and
not streamers.

'We could do better than that.'  A voice spoke behind us and I think we all
spun around to see a pair of naked teenagers on bicycles watching us from
the shade of the overhanging trees.

'We've been watching you for five minutes,' the second one spoke and pushed
his bike a little closer. Not a bad looking boy of probably around
seventeen or eighteen, the one who had first spoken also came out of the
shade and he was much better looking. I felt my camera finger twitch and
glanced at Anthony.

'Hi,' I greeted him. 'I'm Jo and this is...' I reeled off the list of
names.

'Come up for a photo session?' The original boy spoke without naming
himself.

'Yeah, just a few dirties,' I grinned. I wasn't going to spill the beans to
a pair of strangers.

'I'm Axel,' the good looker finally introduced himself. 'My mate here's,
Simon.'

'Hi guys' There was a general bout of hellos and affable nods. I think the
two strangers must have suspected something wasn't right, maybe it was a
quartet of dribbling teenies or even little David plucking at his floppy
cock.

It was time for a break anyway and time for another visit to the cooler
with thankfully was still well topped up. I offered the pair a Coke apiece
and they accepted laying their bikes in the grass and sitting down with us,
I noticed both Alex and David scuttled upto Axel whilst Peter and Anthony
seemed to favour the other kid, Simon.

'You local?' This was Axel who seemed to be the leader or the dominant one
of the two.

'No, we're holidaymaking in Lewes.'

'We're part of the135th St John's Wood Troop,' Anthony suddenly spoke
up. Bully for Anthony, it wasn't perfect but it was a bit of a cover story,
at least it explained a bunch of naked kids in the middle of nowhere.

'Really?' Alex laughed. 'You don't want to hang about here then. It's a gay
meeting place or it will be in a little while, that's why we're leaving.'

'Aren't you gay then?' David piped up and the awkwardness or stupidity of
the question was smothered by Simon bursting out laughing and Axel grinning
from ear to ear.

'None of your business, shrimp.'

'You on EMail and whatnot,' Simon was studying one of the digitals and then
the camcorder under my watchful eye.

'Yeah,' I grinned seeing a chance. 'Want me to do some of you?'

'Yeah, go on,' he lay with his legs open and his hairy groin prominent. I
took a couple or what you would call normal shots and then a couple of
closeups of you know what.

'Write down your EMail address and I'll give you ours,' I waved the camera
at the rather tasty Axel and wiggled it

'Go on,' he grinned. I took a couple of solos similar to Simon's. 'Want
more,' he spoke quietly and I nodded, I'd seen that both of them were
rising to the occasion. 'Get your guys to keep a lookout then.'

I motioned to a sulky Loren and Florian to keep their eyes peeled and Axel
promtly went into a full scale snog with his pal. It looked like we were
going to have a final full scale session after all.

After a few minutes having got themselves fully worked up they stopped.

'Want some cum shots... maybe a blow?' Alex looked at me intently. 'Us
blowing us, I mean, not blowing you lot,' he grinned.

'Yeah, if you don't mind.'

'It'll cost you.'

'How much?'

He didn't say anything but looked at David and smiled. David who had been
following the conversation and the action just grinned back. Simon just
nodded and his eyes flickered to Peter who was seated opposite.

I glanced at both Peter and David and got tiny nods, we were in business
and damn right we were. Both Simon and Alex put on an excellent show and
they even got really carried away at the end and had a condom fuck although
I pretended not to photograph this bit. It didn't really matter as my boys
were at it as well although Loren and Florian did the right thing and kept
a lookout. At last it was over, Simon rather shyly took Peter into the
woods although he'd just been fucked and Axel just grabbed David and put on
another show of snoggery and cuddling in front of us. If he thought David
was going to stand for that he was mistaken, David went down on him and
after a little while sucked him dry. The poor eighteen year olds must have
wondered what they'd walking into.

It was probably around two thirty that we said goodbye to them after
exchanging all the details it was sensible to exchange. I and the boys were
hungry again and had decided to hit the Little Chef before heading for
home.

One final thing on the packing and shambles of departure was my chat with
David.

'What time do you have to be home, Davey?'

'Round about seven I suppose,' he grinned. 'Thanks for a great day.'

'You enjoyed yourself then?'

'Yeah... wicked, totally wicked.'

'I'll sort you out some payment before you go.'

'I know what I would like before I go,' his voice had dropped.

'What?'

'You,' his teeth flashed and he laughed. 'Just you and me.'

'You're on,' I ruffled his scruffy hair, funny thing was I was going to ask
him anyway. I also had a slight case of the hots for Axel but I had his
details and all things come to he who waits... well, so they say.

We drove down to the mini restaurant and I got them fed again only this
time I told them the food bill was coming from their wagebill but none of
them seemed too concerned. I also buttonholed my Numero Uno, Anthony and
told him that I'd need some private time with David when we got back. He
was OK and said he'd keep Peter and the others out of the way. Looked like
I might even get a peaceful afternoon in bed with the shrimp... that's not
refering to my dick by the way, I meant little David who whilst sweaty and
dirty was looking more eatable by the minute.

We finally rolled up at the house to find Patric and Dennis in the pool
although I must admit the place looked a hell of a lot tidier. They'd
concentrated on the genral areas and left the bedrooms to their occupants
which I reckoned was fair enough.

I got the troops debussed (how's that for military) and more importantly
got all the camera gear offloaded and stored. I think some of them wanted
to swim and some of them just wanted to lie down and relax or do what they
normally did which was shag.  David was hovering and I knew exactly what
was on his mind, he wanted to play Senior League, I hoped that I didn't
disappoint him. I just wanted to get away to my room and have a roll in the
hay with the beetle browed midget that Florian had swagged the previous
day. I knew Alex was sniffing around and had a vested interest but he could
take his turn. Rank has to have some priviledges.

I edged up to him and popped the question again. 'What time have you got to
be home, David?'

'Dunno, don't matter,' he gave me the chipmunk grin.

'Well, do you want to stay for the evening meal?'

'Yeah, please. Gotta feed the inner man.'

'We can do that right now,' I laughed and steered him towards the stairs.

'Later...' he called over his shoulder bringing a smile to Alex's surly
face. Christ, this kid was unstoppable, it looked like he was intent on
having sex with the whole company and so far his track record edged on
excellent. Ten out of ten for effort anyway.

Funnily enough once we were in my room he just leant on the doorframe and
his eyes cast around the room. 'Nice big bed,' he smirked.

'And you should be on it,' I grabbed hold of him and lifted him up, he was
light as a feather, he must be like a bird with hollow bones I thought as I
dumped him uncermoniously in the centre of the bed.

'You brute, you brute,' he camped in a falsetto squeak.

'Keep the noise down.' Someone shouted from the passageway and it sounded
suspiciously like Loren, probably getting his revenge after last night.

'You little darling,' I crouched over him and kissed him on his soft lips,
he kissed back gently and clutched my neck. I think he was in a romantic
mood, mind you he was such a little sod he was probably trying it variant
by variant.

'We doing it?' He gazed at me with his shiny eyes and his beautifully white
teeth... just like a little Golliwog. I tried to banish the thought as I
undid his exceedingly grotty trainers and pulled them from his feet. His
feet were warm and sockless aparently he wandered around stripped for
action. His feet were boy funky but clean and he giggled as I sucked his
big toe and ran my hand inside his jeans troking his smooth calves.

'You're weird,' he lay back and gazed at the ceiling. 'That's nice,' he
stretched his arms and I moved my mouth taking in all five of his toes, I
reached up and slowly slid his zip down as he grinned at me. 'You wanna
suck this?' He gave a small pelvic thrust.

'All in good time,' I took his other foot and ran my tongue over the sole
of his foot making him giggle and squirm but I also unclipped his waistband
and tugged his jeans just a little. I wanted this one to last, I was in no
rush and he seemed to have organised his night already. He wasn't going
home... he'd got his sights set on Alex and when the time came he'd
undoubtedly 'forget' he had to return to his family. I didn't know his home
situation but that was his concern not mine.He just lay there making little
jerks with his hips but I ignored him although I did press my mouth against
his still covered groin feeling his hardness.

I gradually shucked his jeans down his smooth legs exposing the white
briefs he'd borrowed for the morning's work and the reasonably sized lump
within. He was very tiny but he was a regular boysize in his knickers, a
good four maybe even five inches at full stretch. From what I could already
see he had a few black pubics showing above the briefs but not a bush, just
a few stray hairs. Sod it, I whipped his trousers off and slung them on the
floor and examined my little catch. His dark brown skin and cheeky face
were complimented by the pure white briefs covering his nice little bulge
and the ensemble was completed by a canary yellow t-shirt with a Lewes FC
logo on one breast. He looked so sweet I could hug him to death and eat him
not my normal reaction when I have a boy on my bed.

As he lay there I hopped off the bed and quickly shed my footwear and
socks, the shorts came next with my t-shirt I then sat on the bed alongside
him in my boxers and ran my hand up under his t-shirt raising the front to
expose his nut brown belly and protuding little nipples.

'I'll go to sleep if you don't hurry up,' he grinned. Did I say he really
oozed with charm, perhaps I forgot in the romance of the moment.

'Shurrup,' I ducked my head placing my lips on his and slipping my tongue
into his throat, he tasted of biscuits and sweets but as he'd been eating
them all day so it wasn't surprising. As he sat up I drew his t-shirt up
and over his head making his messy hair even messier. He then flopped down
again onto his back with a big smile only this time he reached out and
grabbed at me.

'Yummy,' his eyes sparkled as he felt my hot hardness and squeezed the firm
flesh. 'Yummy, big time.'

'Big time, indeed,' I agreed and dry mouthing his briefs slowly drew them
down clear of his penis which popped out and flopped onto his belly until I
licked it and it started to jerk and twitch as he flexed his belly muscles
like the boy child he was.

'Come on, come on,' he moaned trying to force my head down onto his hot and
now slippery cock but I had other plans, I started to move around the bed
positioning my crotch above his head. He soon got the idea.

'They call this a sixty niner,' he told me proudly. 'Lorenzo told me.'

'Did he?' I nearly burst out laughing as my dick fell through my fly and
nearly hit him in the eye. He didn't mess around he grabbed hold of it
bringing it down also raised his head and slipped his lips around the end
and started sucking as I slowly fucked downwards. We had ten minutes of
that and I could sense he was getting restless, his neck must have ached as
well. Suddenly I span around and ripped free of my boxers, I cuddled his
naked body hooking his briefs clear of his ankles with my foot. I softly
squeezed his deliciously springy little butt as he made humping motions
against my belly.

'You gonna do me now?' His voice trembled.

'Not unless you can reciprocate.'

'What's that mean?' He asked suspiciously.

'Well...' I held his head and looked intro his dark brown eyes. 'If I spend
my cum in you I want some back,' I kissed him lightly on the lips and his
tongue flickered at me like a little snake.

'If I...? Some back..?' He looked at me puzzlement clear on his face. 'Oh,
gotcha,' his face split in a grin. 'I can do that, Loren reckons I'm
fantastic.'

Gawd, that bloody Loren had a lot to answer for but for the moment... I
rolled him onto his rounded brown belly and admired his springy little
buns, just like full firm peaches waiting their first bite. I kissed the
warmth of his smooth and quivering skin and dryly ran my tongue from the
bottom of his crack to his tailbone.

'Oooooh,' he shuddered and clutched the pillow, he'd won all his cups and
medals with the boys now for the big time. I gently prised his cheeks apart
glimpsing his little button and dropping my head. 'Aaaah, you pervo,' he
squealed as my tongue slid into his crack and the tip flickered at his tiny
dark brown pucker. 'Aaaaah.'

I opened his legs to see more and prepare him for what I was going to do, I
was going to ease him, I was going to stretch him a little and then I was
going to take him and if his recent performances were anything to go by, he
would enjoy it.

'Yummy,' I laughed as I took long cowlicks into his crack leaving saliva
coating his inner cheeks and his ring, whilst he was moaning and groaning I
also recovered my KY and squeezed a generous dollop onto my finger. I think
it was a bit of a surprise when I slid into him, he may have been expecting
something bigger but my forefinger slipped into the hilt and I felt the
soft nub of his immature prostate as I coated the walls of his rectum and
stirred his sphincter relaxing and opening the circular muscle.

'I like that,' he giggled into the pillow and shoved his hips up onto my
probing finger now delving deep and hard into his tiny little boy's
bottom. He was small for his age but as my old man would say: He'd been
around the block a few times. I suppose in schooly terms you could say he'd
done all his mocks and now was the time for his final. 'Go on, I'm psyched
up for it.' Where the hell did he get all these expressions from, it had to
be that damn Loren again.

'You sure,' I knelt between his smooth legs parting them a little more with
my own. 'If I hurt you yell out.' I was still a bit worried about his
smallness.

'Too fuckin' true.' I think someone earlier commented on his slightly foul
mouth.

I lowered my body until my KY smeared glans slid up and down his crack and
snuggled at the back of his smooth neck with my lips just under his
hairline which seemed to have been sorted out with a chainsaw. I lowered my
hips slightly and felt his little buns part, he was so still I was sure he
was holding his breath. Lower still and I felt myself at his entrance and
the slightest resistance. Another little push and I felt him open up like a
flower in the sun.

'Aaaaah,' he sighed put I felt him push out, he'd been given good advice
from someone. Another gentle push and I felt his tight little hole open up
and my glans was gripped by his inner flesh as I entered
him. 'Jeez... that's big,' he wailed into the pillow clutching it like a
child with a comfort blanket. 'Slow... slower,' he muttered.

I did the opposite to what he was expecting I slid it out and as it popped
free slipped it back in again and did this twice before he begged me to go
on, he was hooked and his little ring was softened up and stretched enough
for the main event. This time I kept moving in and out sinking deeper and
deeper feeling his hot little body gradually accept me. An inch to go and
he squirmed on it and giggled pushing his little bottom up. I grabbbed his
skinny hips and pulled him up onto my achingly hard erection. He groaned
and then wriggled his butt against me and pushed back even harder. That was
it, my rock hard erection was completely sheathed in his body and it
certainly wasn't going any deeper.

'Phew,' he gasped and as we rolled onto our sides and pushed back again
forcefully as I gave a little shove. 'Ouch,' he craned his sweaty face
around. 'I've gone soft,' he said like a kid who'd dropped his ice cream.

'Never mind,' I kissed his sweaty neck and placing one oily hand over his
soft and shrunken willy massaged it and started to slowy move in and
out. It was time for the end game and yes... I would be going for seconds
before the afternoon was over. He was so tight, so hot and so wriggly he
was absolutely lovely. If I didn't watch myself I'd be falling in love with
a demented, sex starved dwarf from the back of beyond.

'Yeah, go on,' he started to shove back onto my thrusts and I could feel
his boy cock begin to come to life in my hand.

'Enough,' I rolled him onto his tummy over his protestations squashing his
cock and then tugged him up into a crouch in full doggy mode and then
grabbing his hips really began to fuck him.

Any concerns I might have had about his size were dismissed as he pushed
back onto me time and time again as I rammed into his tight little fanny
our bodies meeting with sweaty thwacks. When I came it was a surprise, one
minute I was shagging this little vision and the next I felt my cum shoot
up my hardness and sput and squirt into his sweet little bottom in long hot
streamers. My thick cum, my best for days filled him to overflowing and I
could feel the stuff trickling down his legs and squelchy between our
bodies.

'Hey, hey,' he pushed back onto me as my arms encircled his trim
waist. 'You cum gallons,' he wriggled on my cum coated penis keeping it in
tightly. 'Jeez... that was absolutely wicked.'

'I'm happy for you.' I chuckled as he moved on my softening penis.

'I am soooooo squishy,' he giggled and pulled a face as he slipped free and
lay on his belly with spunk stains and smears between his legas and all
over his cute butt. I hate the word 'cute' but there's no other word for a
bottom like his. 'Was I alright?' He seemed almost shy. Shy; after all
that.

'Perfect, David. Absolutely perfect,' I reached out and he slipped into my
embrace.

'Can I do you now then?' He asked eagerly.

'After you go and have a good cleanup,' I grinned. This kid was
unstoppable, relentless, indomitable (just checked that lot in the
Wordfinder). He was also a blinding fuck to come back to earth and I was
shagged out. I had to laugh when he scampered across the room with his butt
tightly clenched and gleaming with lube and man juice.

He seemed to be in the bathroom for ever but he eventually wobbled out with
a big cheesy grin on his face. 'I gotcha a present,' he stood with his
hands clasped on his little belly above the towel wrapped around his waist.

'Thank you.' I must be a mug, I fall for it every time.

Laughing he tugged the towel and it dropped to the floor. His boy cock
jutted out from his belly with it's foreskin fully retracted and his glans
gleaming in the mid afternoon sunshine filtering through the
curtains. 'Want it?' He looked at me like a little virgin which was the one
thing he wasn't.

'Come here, Rambo,' I grinned. 'Let's see how good you are.'

'I'm brilliant,' he padded across the room and jumped onto the bed
instantly fitting in between my outspread legs. 'I am so hard I'm leaking,'
he declared proudly proving his point by lowering his middle and rubbing
his smeary knob up and down on my belly.

'Come on,' I couldn't be bothered with the chat, I just took my knees to my
chest and guided him into position, I'd given myself a smear of KY whist he
was in the bathroom so he could have a smooth ride although that was pretty
well guaranteed with him leaking like a tap.

'You've got some hair around your bumhole,' he studied me and peered up at
me between my knees. 'Hairy Mary.'

'Shut it, dickhead,' I laughed. I really didn't want all the schooly chat I
just wanted his solid little cock in me and his hot body laying on mine. I
was in fuck mode and the sooner the better.

He was pretty good for a so called novice. He put his slippery glans
against my pucker and gave a little shove, needless to say he just glided
in and I felt his remarkably thick meat and heat in my rectum.

He looked at me owlishly and grinned. 'Nice,' he hissed and began to move
straight away. What he lacked in expertise he certainly made up for
enthusiam, he rooted away like a little mongrel but still found time to try
to eat my face. Odd boy. I tried to trap his slick little body with my legs
but he was moving so fast and he was as slippery as an eel one thing was
for sure though, he didn't slip out or anything, he just kept plugging away
like his life depended on it. At last he got to his so called vinegar
strokes and plunged and lunged like he was trying to drill a hole in me and
then I felt his warm squirts and his hot breath on my neck. 'Gawd, I'm
dead,' he whispered and fell onto my belly as I clutched his now still body
and stoked his tiny sweat sheened frame.

'You did well,' I clasped his slippery little buns and moulded the firm
flesh as he nuzzled at my neck.

'What time's supper?' He looked at me brightly. Christ, you can't win with
these kids.

'After this,' I rolled over and lay on top for a moment matching his grin
and then raised his legs folding his knees back to his chest.

'You can't,' he giggled.

I didn't reply, gazing at him steadily I watched his eyes open wide and his
jaw drop as I positioned and then took his sweet honey pot in one slow
thrust. A second later we were fucking again and he appeared to enjoy the
second hit just as much as the first... maybe even more so,' he wriggled
and tried to bond to me as I rammed and thrust into his tight little fanny
causing him to make little squeals and squeaks every time I massaged that
little prostate of his.

'Betcha can't cum,' he gasped at one stage.

'Wanna bet,' I redoubled my efforts spearing him time and time again and in
the end I did. Wasn't the biggest cum in the world but it was a cum all the
same and he lay there with his manic grin firmly in place as I voided what
juices I had left into his tight little hole. He smiled up at me lazily and
puckered up for a kiss, at last David was quiet.


LORENZO

Boring, boring. After the morning's expedition the afternoon was a bit of a
comedown. Jo was closeted in with little David and the others were in the
pool. I didn't fancy that, I flopped out on the sofa in the lounge and
closed my eyes, there was a pillow and bedspread there which must have been
there overnight. I wondered for a few moments who had slept out there but
let the thought drift, who cared. I just lay down full length and pulled
the bed thingy up over myself, with a bit of luck I could get a bit of a
snooze in without anyone interrupting me. Yeah, well. Small chance and no
chance but it was worth a try.

I was actually sleeping when I felt someone sit alongside me and felt lips
brush my nose.

'Florian?' I guessed.

'Anthony.'

'Mmmm.' I reached out with my eyes still closed and touched my brother's
leg. 'Where's your mate?'

'Peter? He's had to go home. He may pop around in the week.'

'Summer love...' I crooned and opened my eyes to see him grinning down at
me.

'A one off,' he dismissed the blonde sixteen year old casually.

'Good,' I looked at him for a moment and saw the interest there, I may have
been played out but my Anthony wasn't. 'Lie down.'

'Everyone's swimming and larking around,' he spoke softly and lay alongside
me pulling the cover over us both. It was pretty hot outside but it was
cool enough in the lounge and we were both clad only in baggy shorts so we
actually embraced as much for some bodily warmth as for affection. Jeez, we
were brothers, we were entitled to cuddle. I think.

'You're putting on weight,' I felt his hand press against my belly. 'Too
many sweets.'

'Too much sex,' I laughed holding his hand and guiding it down to the fork
of my baggies.

'Not enough by the feel of it,' he took a couple of gentle squeezes and
then kissed me fully on the lips. 'I could do you here and now,' he
whispered and gazed directly into my eyes.

'Really?' I felt my voice break and my face heat in a blush. God, he was
gorgeous... what a thing to say about your brother, eh?

'Really,' his voice mocked me and I felt his hand slide around me and slip
into the back of my baggies clasping one of my buns, he gently squeezed my
flesh and grinned. 'Nice arse.'

'You charmer,' I laughed feeling my heat rising. So much for an afternoon's
laze. I was back in the mood, I wanted Anthony. 'A bit public here, wanna
come up my room?'

'As long as you tell Flo to keep out of it.'

'I can do that.'

'Let's go,' he gave me a final kiss and got from the sofa.

Now the decision was made I was off and running. I went out to the pool
area and found Florian deep in conversation and what seemed like the
beginning of a threesome with Patric and Dennis, Alex and Leo had gone
missing.

'Anthony was looking for you,' Florian told me.

'He found me.'

'Good,' my boy friend laughed. 'I was thinking of staying with Pat and Den
until supper time... unless you have any bright ideas.'

'Yeah. Anthony and I were going upstairs to have a bit of a chat.'

It was easy as that, we both knew what each other were talking about, after
a fortnight together we could read each other's minds. Florian knew
perfectly well that Anthony and I had a thing going and I knew that he
slutted about. You could call our relationship pretty free and easy, even a
'no strings' deal. We liked it the way it was, once school started back
we'd have to learn to get along without each other for long spells so there
wasn't much point in getting overly close. We had a great deal of affection
for each other but then again the hormones tended to lead the way. Anyway,
I wished them a good afternoon and scuttled back to Anthony who was waiting
for me in the lounge. I poked my head around the door and jerked it, the
head that was. We were off to the boudoir and an afternoon's nap... yeah,
right.

'Hi, ho, hi, ho, it's off to work we go,' I sang as we walked along the
little passageway to the room Flore and I had been banished to. Their old
studio room I believe but I didn't mind, it was a bit out of the way.

'Shut up, Renzo,' Anthony caught me by the waist and started to kiss me on
the back and side of my beck. I could feel his warm belly press against my
back and the hard lump in his baggies press against my bottom.

'Eager?'  I stood with my hand on the doorknob pressing back against him.

'Damn right,' he chuckled and we staggered into the room like a pair of
Siamese twins... hey up, that can't be right. A pair of twins is four. Try
again. We staggered into the room like a set of Siamese twins. How's that?

We collapsed onto the unmade bed and lips met again only this time hands
also delved into the tops of shorts. I grasped his thick hardness and he
grabbed my long, slender and rather beautiful penis.

'Love your dick,' I muttered. Who said romance was dead? I massaged his
ever thickening meat and drew it into the afternoon air shucking his shorts
down his thighs. He looked so nice naked and we'd lived together virtually
ignoring each other for around twelve and a bit years. What a waste, he
could have been doing me once I was around eight or something.

'Soppy prat,' he murmured affectionately and pressed me down onto the bed
with his lips on mine, on my throat and his fluttery hands running up and
down my torso. Upto my pits and then down taking my shorts down and then
grasping my bum moulding and massaging my snowy white flanks (with a trace
of sunburn). I felt his hot hardness slip between my upper legs and clamped
on it as his hips began to bob up and down. If a dry hump pleased him then
so be it, I just lay there grasping his well muscled bottom as it moved in
my hands.

'Why don't you join my Scout Troop?' That one came right out of the blue.

'Dunno, I suppose I spend so much time down the studio.'

'Stuck in those damn comics all the time morelike.'

'Mmmmmm.'

'Think of all those little baby sprouts,' he wheedled.

'Think of all those baby sprouts I'd swag for you, you mean,' I laughed. I
could read his mind like a porno mag. My brother was like Black Adder's
Baldric, he always had a cunning plan... usually useless but a plan all the
same.

'Share,' he grinned. 'We can talk later.'

'Yeah, not now,' I muttered, his penis was moving between my legs and at
the same time his belly was moving on my own erection which had shot to
full bloom as we played. The lazy afternoon on the sofa was forgotten, I
had the hots and so did he, brotherly love a go-go.

We were naked now and I was ready, I manhandled a pillow down the bed and
snuggled it under the small of my back and as I did so he lifted my legs
gazing at me all the time and moved in. I actually felt his glans brush
across my ring and it was slippery. Good, he was doing a little ooze, he
was precuming, it must be my charm.

'Ready?'

'Take it easy,' I croaked. 'I'm not as big as Jo and Pete.'

'I know,' his lips brushed mine and then settled onto my neck like a
vampire as he slowly pushed and I felt my tenderised pucker open up for
him.

'Aaaah.' I think that was both of us. He as he entered me and me as I felt
his hot cock spear in and then start to slowly move to and fro gaining
depth at every stroke. He held me tightly and I clamped my legs onto his
smooth back and pressed forcing him to stay tight and restrict his ins and
outs. Smart, eh? However, he had other ideas and continued to move in and
out of me but slowly and lovingly. This was no little David and his rabbit
fuck, this was a slow and lazy Sunday afternoon joining. We'd done it
before and neither of us had anything to prove.

'I could get used to this,' I gazed into his greeny grey eyes.

'You said that last time... and the time before,' he grinned and moved a
little faster. I just laid there and enjoyed. I was used to him now, no
discomfort but still the pleasure of having my older brother moving within
me and totally confident that he'd let me take him in return. He seemed a
lot more mature as well over the last week, it must have been his rapid
promotion to the Number One man although he had that position with his
little Scouts so he should be used to it. I thought briefly about his baby
Scouts, the smaller ones and felt my dick twitch, life could get
interesting. We would both have to be very careful but the rewards could be
satisfying to say the least. I came back to Planet Lewes, he was moving
just that bit faster and I could feel his slippery glans right up in my gut
pushing and probing just waiting to flood me with his tart spunk yet again.

'Go on, go on.' I finished up urging him on as I always do and he respoding
as he always does by bottoming out deeply, that's the one where he gets it
right in and screws even further like he's trying to bury himself in my
flesh.

'Jeeeesus, Renzo,' he gasped and I felt his cock jerk, spat and do the
usual. The thick hot spurts of his juicy spunk splattered inside me. I
don't know where he gets it from but he doesn't have off and on days my
Anthony, he's a good cumer all the time. Must be thinking about those
little pals of his all the time. He slipped free and fell on me squashing
my stiffy but I didn't mind, I just wrapped my arms around him and
hugged. he seemed to be getting bigger and more muscular by the day, I was
soon going to have my very own MAN. My Anthony hits manhood, I suppose
that's what shagging your kid brother does for you. I felt his relaxing
penis smear across my leg as he rolled alongside me and we just breathed
getting air into our lungs and relaxed. We had all the time in the world,
the big get together, the evening meal wasn't until seven thirty as I
recall.

'About these Scouts...' I started.

'They're always looking for older ones to look after the little ones, the
elevens and twelves.'

'Well I'm only thirteen and just that,' I objected.

'Balls,' he smiled. 'You're older than your years, the kids would love you,
you lark about and play silly buggers but you know when to be serious.'

'Well thanks,' I looked at him sideways. 'I think.'

'Anyway, a couple of the twelves got a bit of a crush on me and it would be
nice for you to able to deflect their lust.'

'You've lost me.'

'Well, if you're there they'll probably transfer some of it to you
especially as I concentrate more and more on the Studio. Plus you'd get
commission on any you managed to lure in for a photo session.'

'You must be mad,' I sat up. 'Dragging baby Scouts into the Studio for
nudies?'

'Well, it was an idea,' he grinned. 'All on the quiet, tell them that
you'll get naked as well... that will get them going.'

'Will that mean I have to go on their summer camps and things?'

'Yeah but they're fun, you do three to a tent and you're made.'

'So why are you so keen on junking the job.'

'I'm sixteen after Christmas and it's about time I put some effort into
earning a wage. Jo's come up with this Studio thing and it sems to be
something I'd like to stick in with.'

'And fuck the Scouts?'

'Not exactly but a lot less time with them.' He stroked my still hard penis
laying on my belly. 'You need to meet some people your own age, even
younger, spread your wings...'

'Blah, blah, blah,' I supplied.

'Well, think about it anyway,' he rested his head on my belly and took a
lick at my exposed glans. 'You gonna do it or what?'

With an invitation like that what could I do?

'Open your legs, bitch.'

'Gawd, a big butch Renzo,' he laughed but folded his undercarriage up to
his chest exposing his ring as I hovered over him like a hovery horny thing
and smeared some lube on my knobend. 'Come on,' he gave me that look of
his, the 'don't make me beg' one as I gently prodded at his yielding flesh
and then withdrew.

'Patience, little lover,' I grinned feeling totally in command and gave a
little push again but didn't penetrate. The bastard tricked me, he grabbed
my hips and pulled me onto himself and I felt his hot body encompass my
hardness and I was in him.

'That's better,' he smiled triumphantly as I started to move, he clasped my
bottom and clamped his legs onto my back. We were doing the brotherly love
bit and as always, it was good.

'We do go well together,' I smiled as I slowly moved in and out sinking
deeper into his willing flesh.

'Yeah, don't advertise so much,' he pressed lis legs on my back. 'It's
supposed to be our secret.'

'Yeah, right,' I mocked. 'Apart from the other six or is it eight.'

'No matter,' he insisted. 'Not so much chat.'

'Right, bro.' He hated being called that just as much as he hated being
called Ant. Never mind he wasn't going to throw me out of bed at this
stage. We made slow love and I enjoyed every minute, I'm quite sure he did
as well if his kisses were anything to go by. In the end the thing finished
up as they always do with a sweaty slapping and protestations of undying
love, bloody silly but it was always the same with Anthony and myself.

'Come on, squirt,' he clamped on me hard crushing my slippery body as I did
the old jerk and splat. I clung to him munching at his neck as I felt my
hardness pump and pump sweet boy cum up into his body. He just closed his
eyes and whispered a well done. If Anthony was a happy bunny then so was
I. As I slipped free we cuddled together under the bedspread and relaxed.

'Good as always.' I wriggled as he played with my limpening noodle dragging
the foreskin over the slightly sore head.

'As you said. We go well together,' he laughed softly. 'A right pair of
pervs.'

'Never mind, it's better than beating up old ladies.'

'You make me feel so good about myself,' he laughed and pressed his mouth
to mine, after that it was a matter of stopping his tongue getting tangled
up with my tonsils.

We had a bit of a snooze after that and we were both in a deep sleep when
Florian came in and awoke us both. What a little angel, two mugs of sweet
tea and a big grin.

'What have you been upto?' I asked suspiciously.

'Patric and Dennis again,' he laughed and with his own tea clutched firmly
managed to clamber onto the bed settled on the outside making a divider
between Anthony and myself. What a spoiler.

'Who did what?' Anthony asked idly.

'A gentleman never tells,' Florian giggled.

'But you will,' I dumped my rapidly drained mug and reached out fondling
the softness between the legs of his shorts.

'Dennis shagged Pat and I was tail end Charlie.'

'So you're still a virgin?'

'For the afternoon anyway,' Florian laughed looking well pleased with
himself.

'Whassa time,' Anthony peered over Florian's body and gave a sly wink.

'Just gone five.'

'Right,' Anthony laughed. 'Get inside the bloody bed, Flore, you look
untidy.'

'Thought you'de never ask,' Florian cackled and kicked his flip flops
across the room and still in his shorts managed to get between us inside
the bed. The brothers Boucher were on him like a pair of blood starved
vampires, he had no gravitas, he just went into super giggly mode as we
slid his shorts down and attacked him with our lips and tongues. he might
have saved his little boy fanny this afternoon but he wasn't going to be so
lucky now.

'Hope you've had a wash,' I grasped Florian's soft cock and worked it to
and fro leaving no doubt as to what I meant.'

'Of course,' he groaned and returned my kiss as Anthony clung to his back
and obviously rubbed his bit's into a certain place. 'Raped by a pair of
sexy brothers,' he whispered as I began to munch his neck and Anthony began
to dry hump from the rear. The afternoon was turning out a little livlier
than expected.

'What are Alex and Leo upto?' Anthony asked.

'Just laying out in the sun, Alex's consolidating his tan or so he says.'

'Gotta be a comedian,' Anthony laughed and then his face disappeared just
like one of those horror films. There one minute and then gone.

'Ooooooh,' Florian warbled and I realised where my big brother had gone. I
felt his hands on my legs under the bedding but I was pretty sure from
Florian's wriggling and squirming that an Anthony tongue was between his
cheeks. Anthony was going for it. In that case... I too ducked and started
to lick down Flore's body, may as well give him a good seeing to front and
back. Round off the day in a manner of speaking.

'Yummy,' Anthony spluttered. 'Tastes all soapy.'

'You dirty bugger,' Florian squealed thoroughly enjoying himself as I was
now down sucking on this stumpy circumcised cock. 'A right pair of pervs,
you two,' he slowly worked himself into my mouth fondly ruffling my hair
making it even more of a shipwreck.

'Really,' Anthony seemed to be rising and as I felt Florian tense himself I
knew perfectly well what happened next.

'Aaaaaah...' Florian sighed and I knew my brother had taken him.

'Nice one,' Anthony groaned and feeling between Florian's smooth legs I
could feel Anthony's hairy ones, reaching up between then I could even feel
his slippery hardness sliding in and out between Florian's sweet cheeks. I
redoubled my efforts, it would be nice if they came at the same time. A
sort of climactic climax or somesuch rubbish.

'Yeah, yeah,' Anthony panted as he started to hammer onto Florian's well
used fanny and Florian tried to fuck my mouth and push back onto Anthony at
the same time.

Sooner or later it all had to go and it did, the moment I felt Florian's
hot slime in my mouth I heard the sigh of relief from my brother and a soft
moan from Florian, it was done. A few moments later we disengaged and
huddled in a sweaty threesome more than somewhat shagged except for moi,
the Lorenzo. I coaxed Florian to turn to face Anthony and slipped up behind
him.

'You're so cruel, lover boi.' He giggled and pushed his bum out. I just
slipped in or fell in to be more accurate. After a good going over by
Anthony he was slippery and wet but I went at it and after five minutes of
hard work I managed to spend a rather weak cum up in to join the
rest. Christ, we had to sleep in this bed tonight and it was a right mess
but never mind, it was all for love. Well. it was all for sex but who
cared.


PATRIC

Well, we'd won. The Wimbledon boys were going back home tomorrow and we'd
have the place back to ourselves. Jo had told us how pleased he was with
the holiday and that he hoped to do a rerun in the future. Nick had been in
touch and was also pleased everything had gone so well. The house itself
wasn't too bad althought the bedrooms were a mess, a good blitz with the
washing machine, hoover and a little bit of elbow grease would soon sort
them out. For the moment I relaxed with my little Dennis, we had one last
mission and I was a bit concerned about it. It had to be Lorenzo of course,
it always was.

Loren had been on about this all week but suddenly he'd realised that
tonight was his last chance and he was determined to go for it. shit or
bust and unfortunately it could well be either.

'He wants to do what?'

'He wants to take two at once, two little ones,' Dennis grinned at
me. 'Florian and myself as according to Loren we have the smallest dicks.'

'Would have thought Leo would have fitted the bill,' I grumbled. 'Don't
know why you want to get involved.'

'Bugger me,' he crowed. 'You're jealous.'

'No, I'm not,' I snapped. 'I just think he's an idiot and he could hurt
himself. What the hell happens to us, to the job, to Nick if we have to
call the bloody ambulance.'

'It won't go that far. Even Loren will have the sense to stop if he's
hurting... he ain't that much of an idiot.'

'You could have fooled me,' I continued to blat on complaining and whining
but I was getting nowhere. Loren and Dennis had struck a deal, they'd
involved Florian and I was stuck, the hilarious bit was that I was supposed
to be supervising the 'two in one' session, Loren trusted me. One thing was
for sure, I'd take payment out of his cute little arse before he went home
provided it wasn't wrecked that is.

'We've got all the stuff,' Dennis wittered on. 'Loads of KY, the dildo box
and I've got half the joint dick,' he grabbed his crotch and giggled. 'This
has got to be a laugh.'

'As long as Loren uses that mini brain of his,' I muttered. I still wasn't
too happy but things seemed to be out of my hands. The best move I could
make was to make sure they all acted like reasonably intelligent adults. No
chance with this lot, they were a load of sex starved loony toons.

Mrs Morris had put on extra special evening meal which Alex promptly dubbed
'The Last Supper' and then repeated it about fifty times. That's the
trouble with Alex and Loren for that matter, they'd come up with something
sparkly then spend the rest of the day ramming it down your throat... just
to make sure you hadn't missed it. Still, they were a good bunch and both
Dennis and myself had enjoyed ourselves. A hell of a lot of cleaning up but
that's what we were paid for. They even had a whip around for Mrs Morris so
she finished her tour of duty with a smile on her face.

I don't know if either Jo or Anthony knew what Loren planned but nothing
was said and Dennis and I slid away round eleven which was our normal
time. Reveille had been set for eight in the morning and they hoped to be
on the road for eleven. We'd miss them but then again they'd be back and
all good things always come to an end, it's the way of the world.

Nick and the his new Russian wouldn't be arriving until midday on the
Sunday, I just hoped he was a bit less a wimp than Greg without being a
muscle bound Siberian tree feller... that was more Dennis' style.

Anyhow, away we went and after making our normal beddy byes drinking
chocolate trolled up the stairs to our room to await developments, the room
itself looked like a sex shop with the KY and dildoes on standby and even a
bowl of warm soapy water and flannel in case of accidents. We were sitting
on the bed in our briefs when there was a quiet knock.

'Hi,' Florian led the way with a big grin on his face. 'Mr Two in One,' he
announced and Loren scuttled in and boy, that kid does do a good scuttle.

'Very tasty,' Loren smirked looking at us both sprawled on the bed. Both he
and Florian were still in their shorts and tees. 'I've gotta picture here,'
he fished a folded piece of paper out of his pocket and tossed it on the
bed. Naturally enough Den and myself had a look. It depicted two young men
laying on a bed and a third impaled on their joint dicks. Well, it didn't
show that at all, just a cartoon of the act, you didn't actually see
anything.'

'And this is what you plan to do?' Dennis asked.

'Yeah,' Loren perched alongside us and nicked my drink. 'When you're
ready.' He looked at us both and it was pretty obvious he was nervous but
determined all the same. Sitting behind him Florian gave his famous look to
the ceiling. The 'what the hell have I got myself into' look he does so
well.

'Let's get nudey,' Dennis giggled. He stood up and dropped his briefs and
the dog was semi erect already so he had his priorities right at
least. Florian followed him and he was showing a good stiffy as well, I
just sat there and looked at them... I was the Master of Ceremonies but I'd
have one of them before the night was out as part of my fee that was for
sure. If I couldn't have a night of peace and quiet with my Den one of
these two was going to get the world famous Patric prong.

'You've got to supervise this, Pat,' Loren looked at me sternly. 'Don't let
them get carried away.'

'Don't let you get carried away you mean,' I laughed. 'Go on, Loren, tell
us how it works.'

'Well,' Loren launched into his speech. 'The donors lay full length on the
bed laying opposite each other like in the cartoon. The trick is to get the
middles sorted out so that the dicks are more or less together which means
shuffling the legs about. I then sit on the joint dicks... it's as easy as
that.'

'Yeah,' I scoffed. 'As easy as that.'

'Come on,' Loren scowled. 'At least lay out and let's have a look at it.'

We got Florian and Dennis laid out with heads either end of the bed and
then the giggly bit, who's leg went on top. who's went underneath and in
the end we more or less had two erections pointed ceiling wards.

'This isn't going to work,' Florian wriggled and grinned at Dennis as
Dennis held their two erections together and slowly worked them to and
fro. 'Wanna shag, Den?'

'Shurrup,' Loren danced around the bed eying up his creation, the double
dicked schooly. The two hardons weren't exactly lined up and I didn't think
it was possible without cutting two of the four legs off which was
obviously a bit impracticable. 'Lube 'em up, Pat.'

'Right.' I had my orders, I grabbed the KY and squeezed out a handful. This
bit I would enjoy. I grabbed the two boy cocks in my hand and gave them a
messy wank bringing a duet of groans from our two 'donors' who seemed on
the verge of popping their juices before we'd even got started. As I wanked
then I thought it was possible for Loren to take them both but he was going
to have a hell of a stretched fanny and it wouldn't be sex, just an
experiment which made no real sense at all unless you did it for a camera
and for a collector's item. No sense at all unless to fill Loren's need to
go one better than all the rest.

'They won't go in together,' I told him. 'Whichever way you work it one
will always slip in first followed by the other.'

'OK.' he dropped his own briefs and stood there. You've got to give me a
good lubing up and a fingering.'

'Great,' I whined but I wasn't unhappy, I could like this bit. Loren got
onto the bed and perched doggy style making vague pumping motions as Dennis
reached out and grabbed his stiffy with one hand and worked the dual one
with the other. I, for my part got onto the bed with the trusty KY and
lubed my fingers up, we were at all systems go.

I started off with one finger in Loren's little fanny but soon advanced to
two, as soon as he finished moaning and groaning I grabbed the eight inch
dildo which I'd positioned unbeknown by my victim.

Loren nearly shot a foot into the air when I positioned the thing and just
shoved. It slid in a couple of inches and stopped.

'Jesus Christ,' Loren moaned his head dropping to the bed and his sweet
little bottom sticking up in the air. 'That's a bloody big finger.'

'Relax,' I ordered and started to move the thing slowly and it started to
sink into him again, he was opening up nicely and I began to think the
really could take the two smaller cocks, it was just a matter of
positioning. 'Ease off,' I soothed Loren stroking his spine and still
working this thing in deeper and deeper, to my amazement it was all
slipping inside him and finally the stopper at the end was nestling between
his cheeks, he had eight inches of rubber in him but the challenge was the
width and curiously enough the shortness of our two boys who were watching
all this with undisguised interest.

'I did it,' Loren cackled clearly pleased with his progress so far.

'Just shows you spend to much time being shagged by your brother,' Florian
remarked. That one went down well and nearly started a war but I got them
calmed down and worked the dildo in and out and finally withdrew it and
watched with fascination as Loren's oily pucker closed up again.

I then got the two smaller sized dildos, the three and four inchers which
were obviously a lot skinnier as well as being shorter, kiddy dick sizes
for the faint at heart. Warning Loren first I placed them both at his
entrance and slowly pushed. He groaned and cried out but his pucker
stretched and after a moment he opened up and the ends of both disappeared
inside him. Bully for him, I for one wouldn't try it.

'Look at that,' Dennis goggled at the sight on Loren bent over with his
head on the bed and his little arse in the air and the multi coloured
objects sticking from his bum. I moved them in and out as Loren groaned and
finally most of the rubber objects disappeared inside our boy.

'How's that feel Loren?'

'Alright,' he sighed but I wasn't too sure, still, he wanted to do this, no
one else was fussed and the two laying on the bed were getting bored with
slowly wanking themselves trying to keep on the boil. Another couple of
minutes and they'e be shagging each other and that would be the end of it.

'Clock's aticking,' I whispered and Loren got the point.

I slid the two mini dildoes free and examined his sphincter, it looked
puffy and a bit reddish but was undamaged. Now for the grand finale.

'Ready boys,' I fixed an enthusiastic grin on my face although I didn't
really want to go through with this. I'd have been quite happy making love
to Loren on his own and letting the others do their thing but Loren had
other ideas.

I got a mumbles assent from the pair and Loren hovered above them, I mean
he perched or squatted. I could see the nervousness on his face and
wondered why the hell he was doing it and finished up mystified. It was
just Loren... let's leave it at that.

'Prop my back up,' he laughed shakily as he maneuvered at right angles to
those on the bed and his well stretched bum neared the slightly higher of
the gleaming glans which belonged to Dennis. I put my hand on his sweaty
back as he lowered himself and both the others reached out trying to
support him. 'Aaaaah,' he sighed and I saw Dennis' knob enter harbour and a
split second later Florian's slightly smaller penis started to press
against the rim of Loren's anal muscle.

I watched with amazement as Loren slowly sank and absorbed both erections,
it was so easy, at least it was for me watching. Loren groaned as well he
might but his battered little fanny absorbed his two mates as he very
slowly and very gently lowered his bottom onto their groins.

'How does it feel,? I now had hold of his waist but he was firmly seated on
them, both boy cocks totally swallowed by his eager little hole. It was a
miracle, I was expecting moans and groans and all hell being let loose but
with some difficulty he had his hands grasping their legs and was moving up
and down.

'Fat,' he replied laughing shakily but now bobbing up and down faster and
both Dennis and Florian were shoving upwards into Loren's warmth. Mind you,
they had enough KY smeared around to launch an ocean liner and he had been
stretched by his little box of dildos. 'I can't keep this up too long... my
arms are killing me. Not a word about his ring I noticed.

'I'm cuming,' Florian whispered pumping upwards and he was doing a better
job than Dennis who was looking at me and pulling faces. It was pretty
clear that my boyfreind wasn't too impressed with the night's performance.
'Yes...' Florian hissed and I saw his belly muscles tighten and then as I
peered under Loren or as far as I could I saw a smear and then a dribble of
white semen trickled down and puddle on Flore's whispy pubes. At the same
time his slippery penis slipped free and got squashed between his belly and
one of Loren's buns.

'There's got to be a better way,' Dennis fucked up vigorously into Loren's
mess and Loren fell back wanking furiously.

'Don't cum, don't cum,' Florian yelled out and clambered free and dived
onto Loren's erection as Dennis still fucked away. I just sat there like a
spare prick at a wedding. I just wanted to get rid of the spare dicks and
go to sleep with Dennis or maybe not but I wanted a bit of piece and
quiet. This was like being at a bad circus. It all finished up with the
ever willing Loren forced into doggy mode and Dennis messily hammering away
whilst Florian slipped under and sucked his skinny pal to death.

'Thank Christ for that,' Dennis gasped as he slipped free in a gush of
stale spunk and flopped onto the bed, Loren lay out with Florian still
sucking him until he too climaxed.

'Debriefing,' Loren propped himself up on his elbows and looked around
still as fresh as a daisy. 'Gotta be a better way.'

'Why?' I asked what thought was a leading question. 'Why do you want to do
two at the same time?'

'Same reason some people climb mountains,' Loren replied.

'So they can have gaping fannies?' Dennis grinned.

'NO... you tit,' Loren shouted glaring at him. 'Because...' he tailed off.

'Because it may be commercially valuable in the future,' Florian spoke out
like a schoolmaster.

'Right... let's get this straight,' I looked at them both. 'If there's a
job offer for someone who can take two kid's dick in one hit then Loren is
fromnt runner for the job.'

'I suppose so,' Florian didn't seem too sure of himself.

'I gotta go and bail out,' Loren laughed and rushed for the door, I thought
he was dodging the discussion but maybe not. I just prayed he made it
before he had an accident. I know I was the cleaner in chief but I'd only
go so far.

'I suppose you want us to go after this?' Florian gave me a coy look.

'I dunno,' I reached out and stroked his smooth leg, let's not forget I
hadn't had anything yet and my own stiffy was laying solid on my belly. Any
port in a storm as they say.

'I'll pile in with Loren as it's the last night,' Dennis looked at me and
grinned. 'I can have you any time.'

'Yeah... ditto, dogbreath.'

I think Loren was a bit bewildered when he came back and Dennis hopped out
of bed and dragged him off back to his room but I was past caring. I was
tired, I had the room to myself and I had Florian who was, according to my
memory, the smallest and the youngest of the clan. Nooky time.

'Well that was a giggle,' he looked at me when he came in from his own
bathroom call.

'I suppose,' I held my arms out and he gave a little smile and jumped onto
the bed crouching over me and nuzzling at my neck. 'Last night,' he
whispered as I coaxed him down alongside me onto the sweaty and slightly
smelly bed. 'I'm gonna miss you and Dennis.'

'You only live up the road,' I grinned and dropped my head searching for
his little nipple and mouthing as if I was a baby. I felt the little coral
pink nub harden and slipping my hand down his smooth belly felt his little
circumcised cock at full stretch again. One thing about kids, they keep
cuming back for more.

'I like your thingy,' he smiled and worked my loose skin up and down
pinching it over the end of my glans which is dead sexy and dragged my head
off his nips for a kiss.

'Prove it,' I lay back as his kisses moved down to my throat and then
started to trace their way down my body. This was the life, I made vague
thrusting motions as I felt his moist, hot, little mouth take me in and his
wet lips slip up and down my shaft.

'Mmmmm...' He glanced up by belly and smirked and then he was moving around
on the bed with his middle heading for my face.

I assumed he'd washed it when he'd been in the bathroom and took him into
my mouth as he ducked his head onto mine. 'Don't make me cum, Flore,' I
managed to get out before I started to suck.

'Why not?' He gobbled around my cock.

I didn't answer, I just slid my hand up his beautiful little boy buns and
slid a finger up to his tight little pucker and pushed in. I think he got
the message, it was our last night after all. A few moments later I clasped
his thighs and dragged my body between his legs and attacked his pucker
with my lips and tongue leaving it slick and slippery.  He just moaned and
wiggled his sweet little fanny as I slipped between his legs and rolled him
onto his side maneuvering my hardness upto the spot.

'Nice and easy,' he slurred his words and pushed his bum out.

No messing here, I pushed my painfully hard erection against his ring and
slowly pushed sinking into his well used but still tight little boy
fanny. He sighed and pushed out to accomodate me and making our joining
that much easier. It probably wasn't all that surprising that after two
weeks we made love like a couple of old lovers, nice and slow, nice and
gentle and each trying to make it last and savour the moment.

I envied Loren a bit but because in a way Florian was beautiful but I had
my Monkey Boi and we went well together. I suppose it's just the grass is
greener etc etc... whatever the saying is. We'd be seeing more of the boys
of that I was sure and we'd be doing more of the same and that was
guaranteed.

'Nice,' Florian whispered as I slowly rumped him slapping against his tight
little bottom and finally reaching around to his front.

Yeah, he was hard again, what a surprise.

It's strange, every time you agree with someone to have 'a nice slow one'
it always turns into a sweaty, spine shattering shag and this one was no
different. We finished up doggy with me riding him hard and him loving
every minute as I sweatily slapped into his tight little arse. He was such
good sex and I was going to miss him, I voted him my number two bum chum
there and then as I forced him down onto the bed hammering away at his
sweet flesh and eventually coating his clinging little tunnel with my cum
and slipping lazily in and out of his spunk filled bottom.

'Squishy time again,' he grinned and I hugged him drawing the bedding up
over us.

'Gonna miss you bunch of evil buggers,' I pecked him on the nose as I saw
his eyes close.

'You haven't seen the last of us,' he mumbled sleepily.

I don't suppose we had, I just hope we'd have some sort of a break before
the next visit, maybe something like six months... time to build up some
energy.

'Night, lover boy.'

'Night, Flo.'



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