Date: Fri, 25 May 2007 09:21:28 +0000
From: Andy Mitchell <andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: life just isn't fair chapter 15

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1. If you are under the legal age to read this, you shouldn't do it.  I
don't want to get you guys in trouble for enjoying yourselves!
2. If reading this is illegal where you live, that just sucks big time.
Either move or vote for someone to change the laws.
3. If a story about an underage teenage boy getting involved in gay sex with
boys his own age, slightly older, or with men, makes you feel uncomfortable
about your own sexuality then what the hell are you doing reading stories on
a gay web site??  Leave you fool and go to www.disneychannel.com where I'm
sure you will find some cuddly fluffy bunnies or something.  Mind you, you
could always jerk off over Martin Spanjers from 8 Simple Rules while you're
there like I do!
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as the NSPCC in the UK, and there will be similar agencies in other
countries.


Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair
Bobby lowered himself onto my back, slipping one arm around my stomach and
the other around my upper chest.  He nibbled and nuzzled my neck as he
slowly started to withdraw from me, to the point where I could feel his cock
head trying to escape my insides.  I clamped myself to keep him in me and he
let out a soft moan.
"Oh Andy, keep doing that and I won't last long!"
He eased himself back into me, before withdrawing again.  He slowly started
his rhythm back and forth, stretching my anal muscle on the way out, and
scraping my prostate both ways.  I felt myself build to a climax far too
quickly and grabbed the sheets.  My toes curled and I couldn't hold back and
I spewed forth my life juice onto the pillow. My muscles clamping with
orgasm tightened around Bobby's prick and he speeded up his thrusts nearing
his climax.  He grabbed hold of a nipple and started to caress, pull and
tweak it, all the while pumping back and forth into me.  His moans started
up as my rebuilt.  He other hand snuck downwards, and slipped between the
pillow and my body, sliding through my slime and took hold my re-rising
cock.  He formed a tunnel with his hand around my dick which I started to
thrust into, against his thrusts.  His tempo increased again, and he pumped
harder and harder into me.  His nuzzling turned into a bit on my shoulder,
which I yelped at, but couldn't do anything about, as he suddenly stiffened
and shot forth spurt after spurt of his creamy cum into me.  This sent me
over the edge for the second time and I emptied another load, this time into
his hand.
He twisted my nipple hard as I came and he bit my shoulder and neck again,
causing me to cry out in pain.
Suddenly, I felt something in him sag, and felt wetness on my back.

Chapter 15
Good Bob or Bad?

"Oh God Andy, I'm sorry," Bobby sobbed into my back.
I squirmed from underneath him, and rolled us both over until I was face to
face, and wrapped in his arms.
"I hurt you again!" he cried.
"No you didn't," I tried to reassure him, but he wasn't listening to me.
I held his face in my hands to force him to look at me.  I kissed him full
on the lips, and slowly he responded.  Our hands caressed each others body
and Bobby started to calm down.  I looked over his shoulder to see a mop of
blonde hair disappear behind the bedroom door as it closed gently.
Uh-oh, who was that? I thought.
We drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each others arms, safe for another
night.

I awoke to a feeling of pressure on my chest.  My eye lids didn't want to
work and open so I lay there wondering what was wrong with me.
The pressure on my chest moved slightly from left to right and it giggled.
Giggled?
I forced my arms upwards and grabbed the shocked Oliver and whirled him over
and attacked his ribs with my fingers, causing him to squeal loudly and
burst into a fit of laughter.
"Give up?" I demanded.
"NEVER!"
"Right then, you asked for it!" I warned, and re-concentrated my tickling
attack.
Suddenly I was held from behind, as Bobby, MY Bobby, came to Oli's rescue
and grabbed my arms up and over my head.
"Tickle him in his pits!" Bobby laughed out.  "He's sooooo ticklish there."
"NO!" I cried out, as Oli took advantage of my now prone position.  I
squirmed and bucked under the assault and was left a giggling, chuckling
mess when the two boys let me up.  I also had popped a major woody under the
assault, which Oli had not failed to notice.  He placed his hand on my
stiffness.
"You're hard!  Did I do that?" he asked, somewhat innocently.
Bobby brushed his hand away, "That's mine and mine alone!" he whispered to
Oli, who looked at him, before nodding and heading off back to his room to
get ready for breakfast.
Bobby released his hold on me and turned me around to face him.
"I'm sorry about last night," he whispered out.
"What for?" I countered.  "You gave me what I wanted, the best loving
experience from the boy I love!"
Bobby moved his hand to my neck and stroked it gently.
"I bit you and hurt you," he said.  "I couldn't help it.  There's something
wrong with me."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
A tear trickled out of his eye as he said, "I have to hurt people when I
have sex.  It gives me the feeling of being in control."
I looked at him, a little lost.
"Gus, Jay, my Dad and the others," he started, "when they fucked me, they
had total control over me and used to hurt me.  It's what I've grown up
knowing about sex.  It's the only way I know."
He burst into tears, and I grabbed him into a hug.
"You can get past that Bobby," I said.  "You're better than them, and I'll
help you.  I love you and will show you proper love, not the abuse they
inflicted on you!"
We were both a blubbering mess at this point when a knock on the door broke
our concentration.  Janice stuck her head around the door and saw the state
we were in.
"Um, I was going to tell you last call for brekkie," she said walking in to
our room, "but you look like you both need someone to talk to."
She gave the both of us a hug as we told her we were fine and would sort out
our problem ourselves.
We chucked on some clothes and went down for breakfast.  Both the boys were
dressed smartly in posh school uniforms.  They both looked drop dead
gorgeous and I'm surprised the floor didn't crack from my jaw hitting it!!
Oli didn't notice my enchantment, but Danny did, and perked himself up.  He
grabbed a bowl, filled it with cereal and milk and put it in front of the
place next to him.
"Here Andy, sit down," he said.
I looked at Bobby, before shrugging and sitting next to the ten year old.
"Thanks Dan," I said before tucking in.  Bobby was left to fend for himself
as Oli was to busy scribbling in a jotter.
"OLIVER GILMAN! HAVE YOU NOT WRITTEN YOUR JOURNAL!"
We all looked around in shock as Janice screeched at her youngest.  Oli
looked up guiltily.  "I got carried away playing with Unca Sam and Andy last
night.  I forgot!"
I felt Danny jerk slightly next to me, but figured he was just a bit jealous
of me and Oli playing on the PS2.
We finished eating and Janice hurried the two boys out of the house as Bobby
and I cleared the plates away and washed up.  She came back in, looking a
little concerned.
"Ur, I don't know what to do with the pair of you, I'll be honest," she
said.  "I've got to go work in fifteen minutes."
I shrugged as Bobby said, "We can either go out for the time you're at work,
or if you give us a key, we can stay in and go out when we want to.  We
won't wreck the joint or have any wild parties!"
This brought a laugh from Janice and she grabbed Bobby into a hug, and
pecked him on the cheek.  She pulled a spare key from her purse and gave it
to Bobby, holding his hand a little longer than I liked while the key passed
between them.
What am I thinking?  She's in her twenties, Bobby's gay and he loves me!
Get back down you green eyed monster!
Bobby motioned that I clear up the breakfast things as he disappeared with
Janice to sort out "things" as he put it.
I slopped the water about in the sink, taking out my stupid frustrations and
thoughts on the pots as I heard the front door shut.  I looked around as
Bobby came into the kitchen wearing a goofy grin.
"What?" he snapped, seeing the look that must have shown on my face.
"Nothin," I snapped back and concentrated on finishing the dishes.  Bobby
just sat at the table and watched me.
"I'm gonna go shower," I said.
A smirk came over Bobby's face as he asked, "You want some company?"
"No!" I snapped back and stormed off to the bathroom, leaving Bobby in a
stunned silence at the table.
I peeled off my slob clothes and got into the shower, turning the water on
full, wincing as I waited for it to warm up.  Finally I got it to a
comfortable temperature and soaped myself up and had a long soak, without
any funny stuff!  I was expecting Bobby to join me, despite my negativity
towards him, but he didn't.
I got out and towelled off and headed back to our bedroom to get dressed.
Still no Bobby.  I headed back down and found Bobby in the kitchen, sharing
a coffee with Sam.  Sam's eyes seemed to light up when I walked in, but I
guess it was because we got on so well the night before.
"So what's the plan for you guys today?" Sam asked.  "You're obviously not
going school."
I shrugged at the pair, and Bobby simply said "Dunno.  We haven't talked
yet."
Sam looked at the pair of us, sensing a little of the discomfort between us,
and said, "how about I show you the sights of our fair capital?"
I grinned at him and nodded, while Bobby just shrugged.
"Come on Bobby, it'll be fun!" I enthused.
Bobby picked himself up off his stool and made his way upstairs to get
changed, leaving me alone with Sam.
I sat next to the man, covertly glancing at his body, letting my imagination
run away with me.  He looked soooo good!  He was wearing a tight fitting
top, and cut off shorts that showed his muscular legs.  I had to shift
position on my stool to alleviate a growing problem!
"So Andy," Sam started.  "You and Bobby are an item yeah?"
"Huh?"
Sam snapped his fingers in front of my face which jerked me back to reality.
  I flushed, being caught staring and finally realising what he asked.
"Um, sort of."
"What do you mean sort of?"
"We've just got together really, and we're still sorting things through," I
replied.  "I think he may love me, but I think he has feelings for someone
else, a, um, a girl," not wanting to say that I think he is thinking about
Janice.
"Well, all I can say Andy," Sam said, placing a hand on my shoulder gently,
"is that if he has the chance to be with you and blows it, he's a fool!"
I blushed again, but lapped up the attention that Sam was giving me.  Bobby
came back in the room as Sam removed his hand, and looked at the two of us,
trying to decide in his mind what was going on.
"Let's go then lads," Sam bubbled.  "We have the London Eye, Buckingham
Palace, Hyde Park, Trafalgar Square and maybe Soho to look at."
We all sniggered at the Soho part, knowing it was the porn centre of London!
We piled out of the house into his car, a nice comfortable Rover 75, and
headed out for the day.
Without going into all the detail, Sam spent the day taking us to most of
the major sights in London.  I could see why Oli loved his Uncle so much if
this is how he was with his nephews.  We had a blast.
The best bit, from my point of view, was when we stopped for lunch at one of
the trendier cafes in Soho.  Without telling us, Sam had taken us into the
gay quarter, and was watching us closely as we wondered up the busy street
gawking like village idiots!  He pulled us into a café and we grabbed a
table and had a wonderful meal.  The waiters were of course falling over
themselves to serve us, as it was obviously their normal clientele wasn't
young fresh chicken meat!  During the meal I had to go to the toilet, and
excused myself from the table.  I half noticed Bobby start to get up to go
with me, but Sam held him back, whispering to him.
I wandered past the other tables and into the gents and was surprised to see
no urinals.  Shrugging my shoulders, I wandered into a stall in the middle
and unzipped myself to go.  I said before that I wasn't going to describe
every time I went, so let's just say I did my business and shook myself dry.
I noticed I'd splashed the seat slightly so went to grab a piece of paper to
wipe up when I noticed a hole in the wall next to the toilet paper holder.
I was shocked to see what looked like an eye peering through it.
"Wha?" I exclaimed.
"You sure have a nice dick for a youngster kiddo," I heard a voice say.
"Were you watching me pee?" I asked the obvious question.
"Sure did kiddo, and man you looked hot.  I'd have loved to have wrapped my
lips around your boy cock while you unleashed your torrent down my throat!"
I freaked at this and fumbled with the lock to get out of the stalls, nearly
tripping over myself when I got the door open.  I bolted from the toilets
and back to the table.
"There, huh, was some, uh ah, guy wanting to swallow, um, my, huh um" I
gasped out to Sam and Bobby.
"Whoa, calm down and quiet down Andy," Sam said.
I looked at him and Bobby, who was almost fit to bursting with laughter.
"Where do you think we are Andy?" Bobby asked.
I shrugged and looked around, only now noticing that the café was full of
only men, and that they were definitely not the ones interested in women.
"THIS IS A GAY CAFÉ!" I gasped out a little louder than I should have, which
caused a few of the other tables to look at us, and laugh at my outburst.
"Shush or you'll let everyone know!" Sam whispered loudly, laughing at my
growing embarrassment.
We finished our meal, with Bobby and Sam still chuckling at my faux pas, and
me telling them to shut up.  We continued up the street and a few people
seemed to acknowledge Sam, and look at Bobby and me with a weird look.  We
ended up back at a park where we sat for a while, basking in the sun, before
Sam ushered us back to his car and back home.

We finally got through the traffic and burst into the Gilman's house,
laughing and joking, to be greeted by Janice looking stressed.
"Where have you been?" she demanded, looking at Bobby and me.
"Calm down Jan," Sam started, "I took them to see some of the sights and to
get to know them."
Janice looked sharply at Sam, and I saw him shake his head at her, before
she continued, "coffee's on the side if you want some, beer in the fridge
and coke in the cupboard."
I grabbed a coke and plonked myself between Dan and Oli, who were watching
The Suite Life on Disney.  I was soon laughing with the two boys at Zack and
Cody's adventures, whilst thinking about how hot they were.  As I reached
over to the table for my coke, I accidentally brushed against Dan and was
surprised to feel he had a full blown hard on.  He seemed to flinch
slightly, but then looked at me and seeing me smile, he grinned back.
I was about to whisper something to him when he suddenly stiffened and
closed his eyes, clenching his jaw.  I heard the hiss before I saw it
happen.  A patch of wetness spread across his jeans and soaked the leather
sofa, and spread down his legs as well.
"Danny, you squirted again!" Oli exclaimed loudly.
"I'll take him upstairs and clean him," I heard Sam say from behind me.  I
started slightly, not knowing Sam had left the kitchen.
I looked at Dan, and something deep inside me clicked.
"I haven't been doing anything other than the dishes around here," I said.
"I don't mind helping Dan change, if he wants me to."
Dan opened his eyes and jerked his head around to look at me, half ashamed
at the mess he'd made, but also half in hope.
"No Andy, it's alright," Sam said.  "I'll clean him up."
I looked back at Dan, who was looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"If Andy wants to help me, I'm okay with that Uncle Sam," Dan whispered out
faintly.
"Huh?" Sam said, taken aback slightly.
"I said Andy can help me," Dan repeated, louder this time.
He picked himself up off the sofa and pulled me up with him.
"If you want to help clean up, can you clean the sofa Uncle Sam," Dan said.
Sam looked at me, challenging me by the look of it, which assured me that I
was going to do something right by going with Dan.  I held his hand as we
walked past Oli and Sam and upstairs to Dan's bedroom.
We entered his room and shut the door.  Dan turned to look at me and a big
grin spread across his face.
"Thanks Andy," he said.
"For what?" I asked.
He just shrugged and peeled his soaked jeans off.  I helped him remove his
t-shirt that was wet at the bottom and he kicked off his socks.  The cute
ten year old was left there, standing in front of me in a soaked pair of
transformers y-fronts, sporting an erection.
Oh boy!  I felt myself rise because the sight of him. He looked so cute,
stood there when he suddenly hooked his hands into the sides of his pants
and pulled them down, exposing himself fully to me.
I gulped and felt myself lick my lips as I wondered where to put my eyes.  I
couldn't tear them off this Adonis who was stood naked in all his glory in
front of me.
I moved towards him, and took him into my arms.

Coming Soon.
Daniel's Secret and Sam's Job.

Well, another chapter closes, and I've lived up to my promise to a few of
the readers who have emailed me begging to give Andy a decent life for now.
No promise for the future, but that's coz I've a twisted little mind and
enjoy thinking up ways to punish our little hero!! (Just kidding before you
all take out contracts on me!)  What's Andy going to do with a naked Daniel,
who obviously wants something from our boy.  Also, I want to beat Andy up
because he hasn't rung Mike since he left Newton!  Mike must be going out of
his mind with worry!!
On a personnel note, thanks to everyone again for their support over the
last few days.  I don't know whether to mention you by nicknames or not, but
you know who you are anyway!  I'm sure I have got a hard few weeks and
months coming up but I know with your continued support, as well as that of
my loved ones, I will make it.  I will keep the story churning out as it
takes my mind off things.  Love you guys! xxx