Date: Thu, 29 Jan 2004 19:38:20 EST
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: Life with Philip 2

WARNING - This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If such material
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best read that way.

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LIFE WITH PHILIP - 2


PHILIP AND THE COMPUTER


by


G. Cutter


Gawd what a night. I was lurching around my kitchen trying to make two mugs
of coffee, I had a sore dick from overuse and a rather dodgy bum for
exactly the same reason. The cause of my discomfort was laying in my bed
upstairs like a little angel snoring his sweet head off. I dunno if he was
an angel or a succubus but he'd run me to a shuddering halt in the early
hours, for a fifteen coming on sixteen year old schooly he was
insatiable. I'd taken his virginity the previous evening front and back and
he'd kept coming back for more. I was exhausted, shattered and shagged and
I still wanted to creep back into bed and snog him to death.

Philip was on his school holidays and had come to work with our little
estate team. He lived some way away, in Byfleet and cycled in every
day. We'd chummed up as he was put working with me and we'd finished up
having full blown sex five days later. This all came about because he'd
mentioned that he was interested in buying a cheapo Playstation and I just
happened to have one, he came over to mine and things just went from there
to here.

I'd been thinking whilst I wobbled about the kitchen about inviting him to
stay for his period with us, whether or not his parents would allow it was
another thing but it would be like a little holiday for him plus it would
save him a hell of a lot of cycling. I stuck the mugs of coffee on a tray
with some sugar and mounted the stairs. Thank God it was Sunday and I had
nothing to do and neither had he as far as I knew.

'How are you, Phil?' He was sitting up in bed looking totally bewildered
and just as vunerable. I put the tray on the bedside table and sat on the
bed cuddling his warm body.

'I wondered where I was when I woke up,' he wriggled in the bed and grinned
shyly at me. 'My bum's a bit sore.'

'Ditto. We gotta chat, Phil.'

'Yeah, I suppose.' He slid down in the bed again. 'Coming back in?'

'Yup,' I shed the dressing gown I had on and slipped in alongside him. It's
lovely when it's a bit chilly to press up against a slender fifteen year
old with the sex drive of a fuckin' machine, I could feel his early morning
glory pressed up against my leg. 'Coffee, sex maniac.' I passed a mug over
and that put the damper on his crafty little maneuvers. I knew exactly what
he was after and considering we'd finished our last bout of sex about two
hours previously had decided enough was enough for the time being at least.

'What do your parents do?' I blew on his overlong hair as he snuggled down
nearly spilling his coffee into the bed.

'My mum works at Marks and Sparks in Brooklands, I haven't got a dad..'

'Oh.' That was a bit of a conversation stopper.

'No probs, he left mum and me when I was about three or something.' He
seemed completely unfazed by his lack of a father. 'He still has to pay mum
for me,' he added with a little grin.

'Must be hard for your mother looking after a growing boy all on her own.'
I'd seen my way forward.

'Yeah, I think she gets a bit stressed now and then.'

'You should give her a bit of a break.'

'How do I do that,' he looked at me and pulled a face. 'Win the Lottery?'

'Stay here for the next four weeks and give her a rest.'

'You gotta be joking,' he laughed. 'If I stayed here for three or four
weeks ........ I dunno, I wouldn't have a dick left.'

'Sounds good to me.'

'It's funny, she was on the other day saying that she hadn't had a holiday
for yonks, saying that she couldn't get away for a break that is.' He
looked at me with a grin. 'Mind you she'd probably suss you out as a dirty
old man.'

'Only one way to find out, kiddo,' I snuggled up ...... he was so
smooooooth. 'I could have a drive over home with you, you can suggest it
and I'd fall in with what you say.'

'What about people talking?'

'Christ, I'm only nineteen, you're nearly sixteen,' I grinned at him not
wanting him to lose the enthusiasm. 'It makes perfect sense for the time
you're working here and it might suit your mum if she wants to get away for
a couple of weeks.'

'Can only ask I suppose,' he grinned at me and grabbed my hand, that was
the one not occupied with the coffee, and dragged it under the duvet and
placed it on his warm meat. 'Oooooh, I like that.'

I slowly moved my hand up and down feeling his foreskin glide over the head
of his engorged penis. Christ, this kid had spent the last ten hours as
hard as a rock cake. I warmed to my task, gripping his sweetmeat more
firmly I moved the loose flesh a little faster feeling the core within
harden even more. 'Have you washed that this morning?'

'Not yet.'

'Go and wash it ... and your bum.'

'Aaaw!'

'No wash, no play,' I distanced myself in the bed.

'Dictator,' he scowled at me and gave me one of his pretty grins and
slipping from the bed rushed for the bathroom. That was it, even fifteens
coming on sixteen needed house training now and again. I was feeling a bit
superior, I'd gotten up early before the coffee and had a nice shower, I
bloody well needed it as well.

He was gone for a bit so he must have had a shower, anyway, he came back in
with his penis at full stretch bobbing about as he slung a damp towel
towards my chair and jumped onto the bed. 'Squeaky clean,' he straddled me
and I was trapped under the duvet, I couldn't free my arms and he must have
caught onto this fact.

'You're my prisoner, Micky my man,' he gave me a wicked little grin and
shuffled his knees up the bed. I watched his jerking penis near my face.

'I'll fuck you for this, Phil.' I could read him like a book, a really
dirty book that is.

'Goody,' he shuffled nearer and grasping his hardness rubbed it across my
jaw. Another little shuffle and he swiped it across my lips, I smelt the
scent of soap and felt his smooth glans at my mouth. I opened up, what else
could I do. He leant right over my face and my view was obscured by his
teenage cock, sparse pubics and his super smooth belly. 'Aaaah,' he gave a
long satisfied groan as his hard shaft slipped into my mouth.

'Don't go mad,' I warned him speaking around his hot meat. He was a good
boy he gently moved up and down as my lips clamped on his hot cock and my
tongue toyed with his straining glans. He adjusted his knees a bit and I
managed to struggle my arms free but I just held his held his smooth thighs
in case he got carried away.

'Yesss,' he slowly pumped and I avidly sucked on his teen meat, I could
taste his precum and I couldn't help but notice that his furry scrotum was
up tight, he wasn't too far off cuming. I moved my hands and clasped his
tightly clenched little buns as they moved up and down. This was what you
called a Sunday morning breakfast. 'Ooooh......' I felt his cock jerk and
suddenly my mouth was full to overflowing with the sweetest juice of all,
vibrant, thick and creamy boy cum. I swallowed and gobbled but had to let
some of the precious pearly liquid spill on my chin. Suddenly he slid free
and furiously kissed me smearing his boy cum all over both our lips. 'Now
you can fuck me,' he husked and grinned.

'Doggy,' I struggled free from the duvet and wrestled his slender form into
position.

'Yeah,' he laughed out loud and crouched in the centre of the bed and
pulled a pillow under his head.

I studied his pert arse for a minute and dived. My mouth went onto his
crack and my tongue was there, slipping between his little pale skinned
buns attacking his rosebud of a pucker. He wailed and pushed his bum onto
my face opening his legs a little at the same time. I moved back a little
and flathanded his cheeks apart, I studied his ring, it seemed undamaged by
the nights exertions and I could see the red tinge of inner flesh. Two more
messy licks and I brought my aching cock to his hole. He'd been well
loosened up and he was craving for it ..... so was I.

I slowly pushed against his natural resistance but my bulging glans speared
into his body and slowly sank into his incredibly tight shute, his Tunnel
of Love. I felt his hot flesh constrict and clamp around my organ as I
started to move to and fro sinking into his delicious body for the third
time.

'Yes, yes, yes,' he pushed himself up with his arms and crouched in a
proper doggy mode pushing back every time I rammed up against his jellylike
buns. 'Gawd, you are so good, Micky,' he moved again into an upright
kneeling position and he reached behind grabbing my pumping hips as if to
draw me in even tighter.

'And so are you,' I gasped as I pumped and battered my way into his tight
bum.

'Tell me before you cum,' he gasped as I really began to ram into his
yielding flesh.

'Right about now,' I could feel the tingle and the heat at the base of my
hardness.

'Yeah,' he slid himself free and fell on the bed spinning around so that he
was laying under me with my shining dick jerking. 'Cum on my face,' he lay
there with his mouth wide open. I grabbed my frustrated weapon and took it
the final stretch. I shot streamer after sticky streamer of my love juice
into his mouth and across his grinning face. What a bloody mess. I squeezed
the final trickle out onto his sweet lips and he avidly licked my cock
clean.

Feeling on the verge of a heart attack I flopped alongside him and kissed
and licked my own cum of his cheeky face.

'That was a good un,' he grinned and then laughed. 'You cum like a donkey.'

'You don't do too bad yourself for a schooly.'

'Thanks dad.' He looked at me and by unspoken mutual agreement we pulled
the duvet back over us both.

'Another hour,' I cuddled his warm and sexually scented body closer.

'Great,' he whispered, he gave me a little peck on the lips and closed his
eyes.

We got up around eleven in the end and had a shower in the bath, I've got
one of those flexi things and we had great fun with that and after a while
we got semi dressed and finished up in the kitchen. It seemed he'd taken to
the idea of staying over for a couple of weeks, no guessing why, he'd found
a new game and it beat Playstation any day of the week. He asked if he
could phone home, a bit like ET I guess. Naturally enough I let him do his
thing and I left him alone in my parlour to talk in private to his mother.

It must have been some conversation, I timed him out and he came back
seventeen mintes later but he was grinning from ear to ear or from 'ere to
'ere.

'You did say that you had a van, didn't you?'

'Yeah, it's out in the roadway,' I looked at his grinning mug. 'Well?'

'She wants me home to pick up some clothing, some cash and my bike. Today
if poss, if not tomorrow will do.' The grin seemed to be permanently etched
on his face. 'She said anyone who wants me for a month had got to be a
loony toon.'

'Yeah, right,' I smiled back at him. 'I expect this is a plot so that she
gets to see me....'

'And to suss you out,' he agreed cheerfully.

'An hour from now?'

'Fine,' he sidled up to me and put his hand onto my hips. 'Gives us time
to........'

'Go away you fruitcake,' I pushed him away. He was so bloody randy, it was
a nightmare, well a nice nightmare anyway.

We settled for a few bits of toast for breakfast and I dragged him into the
Club for a couple of hot bacon rolls that they do on a Sunday. Suitably
fortified and having introduced him to a few friends we were on our way to
sunny Byfleet to meet up with the mum.

Now Mrs Gardiner was a surprise. I was expecting one of the rather tubby
and unkempt council estate mothers but she was far removed from that. She
was tall, very well dressed and very well spoken. She'd be at home in one
of the flash houses up on millionaires hill. I found out later that she
didn't only work at Marks and Sparks, she was an Under Manager and still on
the promotion trail. She was very pleasant and seemed to take to me
immediately for which I was thankful. She obviously quizzed me on the
bedroom situation amongst other things but I saw she saw his 'holiday' as a
chance to snatch one of her own. As she said, the following year he could
look after himself when she went away but she daren't leave him at home
alone whilst he was still under sixteen.

She even offered me money to feed him and to pay for his keep, I refused it
being a gentleman and thinking of how I was going to get payment another
way but in the end she forced enough money on me to make my little session
of childminding a profit making affair.

Whilst he collected the kit he needed for a three to four week stay she
chatted away. I learnt that Philip, as I suspected, was a bit of a
loner. He had one mate, a mixed race boy, as she put it but he was on
holiday until the middle of next week. She told me that he wasn't too good
at school and the only future for Philip would be to get a job similar to
what he was doing with me. I thought that if he smartened himself up a
little he'd make a fortune as a rent boy but that's not the sort of thing
you say to a mother. She was surprised that I was so young, I rather
thought she had the idea that I was a much older man, she was quite happy
with my youthfulness, not old enough to be a dirty old man but old enough
to be responsible for her little baby. My God, how little she knew about
Philip.

Anyway, by the time he wandered downstairs with a small suitcase the chat
was over, she seemed reasonably happy and I was over the moon. I had my own
little toyboy basically until he went back to school as I'd suggested I'd
take a week off when he finished working and have a few drive outs, down
the coast and whatnot.

We split at last, he said a rather wishy washy farewell and she gave him a
pretty aimless peck on the cheek, very cold family, not quite what I was
used to but there you go.

'Freedom, freedom,' he chanted as we drove back to the estate in the
afternoon sun, it was beginning to get hot and I wondered about a bit of
sunbathing as there was nothing else to do on a Sunday, even the club
closed around three in the football season. 'A whole three weeks with my
Micky,' he started a singalong with the radio. 'Fucky, fuckey, all day
long,' he crooned.

'We gotta take time out for some sleep now and then,' I laughed as he sang
his little song and tapped my knee with his fingers.

It must have been around five by the time we got home, as a matter of form
I put his gear in my spare bedroom which incidently didn't have a bed and
spread a sleeping bag and a couple of old blankets on the floor. The
thought was that there was a slight chance of his mother calling and we
wanted the scene to be set, no embarassing moments for us.

I managed to make some sort of a meal out of odds and ends and we finished
up back on the computer but this time we went on line. I showed him around
some of my sites and we were surfing quite merrily until he noticed
paperwork on the shelf under the table.

'What's all that,' he idly scanned the sheaf of documents?'

'Spec on a new computer, one with a bit more power.'

'Jeez, you got to be rolling in it,' he laughed.

'Not really, prices are coming down,' I recovered my paperwork. 'Everyone's
making offers you can't refuse,' I pulled out a PC World pamphlet and
showed him just that.

'Whatcha you going to do with the old one?' he looked at me with that grin
of his, I knew exactly what he was after. I sensed that this might be the
end of the Playstation venture.

'Knock it out for around a ton, maybe one and a half.'

'I could manage that by the end of my time here,' he looked at me a little
like a begging puppy dog. If he'd had a tail he would have wagged the
fucking thing.

'Tell me something,' I looked at him seriously for the moment. 'Have you
ever done anything with other boys, got a wanking mate or anything like
that?'

He looked at me a bit shocked by my change of subject and he reddened up a
bit. 'Maybe.'

'Come on,' I wheedled. 'Tell me, for Christ's sake we have fucked you
know.'

'My mate with the Playstation, Alex,' he looked a bit uncomfortable. 'We've
shared a wank sort of thing.'

I'd never heard it described like that before but I knew exactly what he
meant. 'I'd like to meet him.'

'Yeah, yeah,' he crowed. 'Unfaithful already.'

'I was thinking of a threesome ..... and a computer for half price,' I
waved the carrot and grinned at him.

'That's blackmail,' he laughed.

'No it's not, it's salesmanship,' I countered. 'Two boys for a couple of
nights, you could give me a sex show.'

'I've never done anything with him apart from wanking that is.'

'I'd like to see him anyway,' I perservered, I could see he was interested,
I could hear the cogs whirring in his skull, he was sorting out the pros
and cons.

'Well, you'll see Alex next Saturday and Sunday, his Boy's Team plays up
here.' That was a bit of a bombshell also a bit of good news.

'I've got to know him by sight at least.' My mind was flashing to all the
likely lads but there were so many, we had six kids teams operating from
the club next door.

'Alex Cameron.'

'Sounds like a Scot.'

'He's a black kid,' he laughed. 'Good looking black kid.' I remember his
mother mentioning the mixed race boy he was friends with, this was the
wanking buddy. 'He's only fourteen though.'

'What team does he play for?' It was an idle question but I thought I knew
the boy, there were only three or four black kids used the place, if it was
the one I was thinking about, he was an absolute darling.

'Horsham Under Fifteens.'

'I know him,' I tried to hide my delight. A threesome with my beautiful
Philip and the stunningly good looking Alex was worth the computer, the van
and my right arm. 'Assuming the computer with a couple of ready made up
discs is worth one hundred and fifty I'd take twenty five off for a short
session or fifty off for an all night session.'

'Half price for an all night session,' he grinned.  Why did I get the
feeling I might have walked into it.

'Alright' I agreed. 'You sound pretty confident.'

'I know Alex, he's a dirty little sooty, he likes all sorts of porn,'
Philip grinned at me. 'I could also offer him unlimited use as a bonus.' He
suddenly perked up even more. 'If we got one of those digital cameras we
could have a giggle, they're dirt cheap now.'

'You'd need to watch your mum.'

'With randy little Alex I'd need to watch me bum,' he grinned and snuggled
up to me. 'We gotta deal?'

'We've got a deal when I'm in bed with both of you.'

'It'll need a bit of organising,' he warned me.

'Your problem, Philip.'

'Show me some more sites.'

We surfed the net or whatever the hip hop phrase is now for a couple of
hours, I knew he was getting fruitier by the minute he kept on pressing up
against me and he eventually rubbed his eyes and claimed he was tired. I
looked at my clock and it had just gone eight o'clock. The TV for the
evening was crap and it looked like we were going to have to entertain
ourselves. We had the three choices, continue with the Net, have a go at
the Playstation or get naked. From the way Philip was performing I reckoned
the latter was the hands down winner.

'Bath and bed?' I looked at him with a smile.

'I had a bath this morning.'  Why do boys seem to hate water?

'We'll share one.'

'Right,' he stood as I wound down the computer, his groin was level with my
eyes. 'I'll run the bath then,' he gave a sexy little pelvic thrust in my
direction.

'OK. I'll lock up,' I grabbed his hips and nuzzled his crotch, I could feel
his boy meat harden as I nosed into his fork. 'Go on then, sod off,' I
laughed as I pushed him away. Yet again he was up for it, thank God for
oversexed kids.

By the time I got the house secure and the lights off I could hear him
making a mess and singing some bloody awful pop song in the bathroom, in
fact the sounds coming through the door sounded like he was shagging the
neighbours cat but I hadn't taken him onboard for his singing. I stripped
off in the bedroom and walked in on him good and ready for action.

I told you he was rather plain more than beautiful or pretty, I've got to
qualify that by saying as he stood there in the bath sponging foamy water
down his slim body my heart gave a little lurch. I've always found the
naked male form beautiful and more so in a boy than a man. Philip was a
boylike boy, I mean he had a couple of years to go before he filled out and
began to shoot up and he was absolutely gorgeous. His soapy erection jutted
out and up and he gave me that look, the look I was beginning to recognise
..... it said: Come and get me.

'You are a little darling,' I stepped into the bath and he ran the sponge
over my shoulders with one hand and cupped my scrotum with the other. I
just grasped his soapy shaft and slowly worked it to and fro.

'Ain't too bad yourself,' he gently jiggled my balls and dropped the sponge
clutching me in a close embrace, our soapy cocks mashed up between our
bellies. 'God,' he sighed and closed his eyes. 'This is gonna be such a
month.'

'Sure is babes,' I ran my hands over his firm yet springy bottom, I could
feel my erection getting harder and harder until I thought it could
burst. I had to have this kid, then he could have me and they we could do
it all again. We were both young, we had juice to spare, this night could
be a marathon.

'Come on then,' he turned his back to me and grinned over his shoulder. 'A
soapy one.'

I didn't need telling twice, I closed in behind him and slid my slippery
erection between his cheeks, pushed and I was in, back inside his
beautifully tight warmth.

'Yesss,' he hissed and pushed back against me as I started to fuck
him. It's a miracle neither of us slipped over, standing in a rounded bath
is not the best place to have sex, the soap doesn't help either, you lose
your friction.

I reached around and grasped his straining organ but he wasn't having any
of that. 'Oh, no you don't,' he laughed and removed my hand. 'I'm saving
that for bed.'

'So am I,' I carefully slipped free and started to rinse myself off.'

'Aaaw, Micky,' he whinged.

'Rinse off and come to bed, I'm gonna have a heart attack trying to do it
with all this soap. I can't get a grip.'

'Felt alright to me, grumpy bollocks.'

'Come to bed and it'll feel better,' I climbed out of the bath and wrapped
a towel around myself.  'On the bed and assume the position, child.'

Yes sir, yes sir,' he got out of the bath grinning and actually beat me
into the bedroom. I went in and there he was laying on his back with his
dick sticking up his belly, he looked abso-fuckin'-lutely adorable. I
crawled between his legs and made up half of a slippery tongue
sandwich. 'Do me, Micky.' I felt his legs on my shoulders.

I worked my way in without any effort, he gave a couple of little moans but
he was getting used to it by now and he absorbed the full length with every
sign of enjoyment, his legs clamped on my back holding me in tightly as I
started to fuck him for real.

'Go on, nice and rough,' he grabbed my neck and pulled my face to his. I
kissed him furiously and started to slap into his cute little butt
corkscrewing and trying to reach every corner of his gut.  'Yeah, yeah,
yeah,' he chanted through the kisses like a bloody Beatle.

God it was wonderful, I could have fucked all night but all good things
come to an end. I could feel my balls tighen up and that was it. Another
good cum, he must bring out the best of me, I could feel my hardness jerk
inside his sweet body and the burning as my superheated spunk blasted deep
into his gut. I lay on top of him at the end with his stiff meat squashed
between our bellies and his legs curled around me as if scared of losing
me.

'That was a wopper,' he giggled.

'Same size as it normally is.'

'No, the cum I mean. I feel really squishy, I mean really really squishy.'

I pecked him on the nose feeling quite proud. Why do I love compliments?

'I gotta go,' he slid from the bed and left at a room his little buns
tightly clamped like two peas in a pod.

He was soon back and jumped on the bed alongside me and cuddled up. 'This
is so fuckin' wicked. A whole month.'

'Yeah, we've got to cool it outside the house.'

'Whatcha mean?'

'I mean the bit like in the woods Friday, we've got to keep our distance at
work. We can do what we like indoors but I don't want anyone getting any
ideas, you with me?'

'Yeah, yeah.' he grinned. 'Secret lovers sorta thing.'

'Sorta,' I agreed. 'Tell me, how are you going to lure this black kid into
a sex fest.'

'Ve haff our vays,' he gave me a crap German accent. 'I'm going to offer
him half a computer for some photos and sex.'

'Just like that?'

'Just like that,' he grinned at me. 'I knew when we wanked he always wanted
to go further but he didn't know how to go about it. He likes snogging me
and if he does that he wants a bit more. Doesn't he?'

'I think you're right. Why didn't you blow him or let him blow you.'

'You mean suck,' he laughed. 'We never thought of it. Tell you
something....'

'Go on.'

'If I asked him to come in here because I was horny and borrowed that spare
room, I bet I'd get him sixty nining.'

'I'll take your word for it.'

'And if I suggest fucking and offer him first go, I bet he'd go for that.'

'What about me?'

'He's mentioned a young barman he sees now and then and he quite fancies,
it's either you or the other guy.'

'Well it's not Norman, he's fifty.'

'I bet if I phone him up on Thursday when he gets back from holiday his
dad'll let him stay over Saturday night. Save them driving him around.'

'I think you're being a bit ambitious there.'

'Tell ya, he's crying out for my body,' Philip grinned at me. 'Then again
who wouldn't.'

'How's he rigged, how big is he downstairs?'

'Dreaming of black cock?' Philip laughed. 'He's fourteen and he's bigger
than me and maybe a bit bigger than yours, a bit of a whopper.'

'Not bad for a fourteen year old.'

'When he cums, he cums buckets, I mean buckets.' Philip was getting quite
enthusiastic, I could see that he was fully hard again. Bloody kids? Love
'em or loathe 'em you have to admire their stamina.

'I better save myself for him then, little squirter.'

'You're having a laugh aintcha,' Philis screeched and threw himself on me
and got between my legs. 'You were telling me what a brilliant cummer I was
last night.'

'Yeah, I lied.' I grinned up at him winding him up like a clockwork
toy. 'You don't do proper cums you just do little squirts.'

'Right that's your lot, little dick,' he struggled himself upright and
hoisted my legs up into the air, I couldn't really fight him off, I was too
busy laughing ..... anyway, I was enjoying my little Philip being a bit
butch.

'Gonna fuck you silly now,' he leaned over me and gave me a rough kiss.

'You are a beautiful man-boy you know,' I gazed up at him as he loomed
above with his five inches of boy cock jutting out even with a small bead
of precum at the tip.

'Do you mean that?' he smiled slowly and brought his penis closer and
rubbed it against my sticky one. 'Tell me the truth.'

'Cross my heart, Philip.'

'Do you really like me, I mean really really like me.'

'No,' I smiled as his face dropped. 'I think I love you, thats a few more
reallys.'

'Oh, Micky,' he lay on top of me and kissed but this time it's wasn't
rough, it was tender and it was sweet. 'I think I might love you too.'

'Too many reservations but it'll do for now.'

'We fucking?' he looked at me brightly maybe scared of getting in too deep.

'Not me, you are,' I let my calves drop onto his shoulders and ran my hands
up and down his smooth body. 'Come on baby, do it.'

One good thing about Philip at work, you never had to tell him to do
anything twice. He was the same in bed, he put his slippery glans against
my pucker and a gentle shove later he was in and slowly and sensually
fucking. He was clearly going to make this one last and that was OK with
me, I could feel every motion and savour every inch of his sweet boy cock
as he moved himself in and out. Stacks of loving and stacks of feeling none
of this wham bam shit, this was the way it should be. There's nothing worse
than furtive fucks, some people get a buzz from maybe the danger and
whatnot, I like being in my own place, in my own bed, in perfect safety and
with all the time in the world.

'You're such good sex,' he murmured and nuzzled at the side of my neck, I
stroked his smooth little butt as it moved up and down.

'How do you know, I thought you were a virgin.'

'I was but you'll do me,' he gave a little harder push making me feel it.

'Yeah, you'll do me too, kiddo.' I grabbed him tightly as I felt him begin
to move faster and dig just that little bit deeper and harder. God he was
so good, dunno what he'd be like when he was around eighteen
..... brilliant at a guess.

He was away, he got better every time. This time he was in machine mode,
ramming and thrusting really trying to make me feel it and I did ..... so
much for making it last. By the time he was finished beads of sweat were
flying from his forehead and he was pretty well tuckerer out.

'Aaaah, MIcky,' he gave a shuddering sob and came. I wriggled and pulled
him hard against me as his spurted his offering of boy juice deep into my
belly. As ever, he was good. God knows where all his cum came from if
that's English. I could feel his slippery and spunk stained cock slowly
soften and slip out as we fell together and kissed.

'Nice one, Phil.'

'Good,' he grinned at me well pleased with himself, he liked flattery just
like me.

'Now we sleep.'

'Aaaw,' he cuddled up tighter and stroked my flaccid meat.

'Sleep.'

The week was quiet, our main task was taking the tractor out and bringing
rotten cordwood into a central point for burning. No-one commented on
Philip staying with me, I wouldn't have thought any of the oldsters I
worked with even knew (or cared). His mother invited herself around on
Tuesday evening and spent an hour, in that hour she managed to get a look
at where he was sleeping and declared herself satisfied with the sleeping
bag on the floor. Whether she was suspicious or not I don't know, she was
very pleasant and seemed slightly bemused that I was willing to look after
him for such a long period.

Came the Thursday evening and he was on the phone to his mate Alex finaly
managing to get hold of him around nine o'clcock.

Needless to say I was busy eavesdrooping. He told Alex about his purchase
of the Playstation and after that led onto the computer, how good it was,
how exciting it was, hint, hint. He also suggested that Alex spend the
weekend with us as he would be at training on the Saturday and playing for
real on the Sunday. Alex seemed doubtful but promised to ask his mum and
dad. He spoke to me, I knew him as a rather brash and cocky fourteen year
old footballer but on the phone he came across as quite shy, I really
couldn't imagine him doing the dirty with the rather randy Philip. I knew
he wanted to stay with us and from what he said his parents might just like
to get rid of him for a couple of days to get some quality time of their
own in, after all they'd been holidaying with him for ten days. In the end
he said he'd phone back on the Friday night.

Philip came up with the ultimate bright idea. If Alex's father actually
dropped him around on the Friday night then he could have the whole weekend
with us instead of just the one night. Alex perked up, promised to phone us
up before he went to bed and put the phone down. I was a bit doubtful,
surely the days were the important bits not the nights, I was trying to
think from the parent's perspective but sure enough after an hour of pins
and needles the phone rang.

'It's a go,' Alex declared dramatically and Philip on the phone silently
punched the air. 'Mum says: What have I got to bring other than the
rountine stuff.'

'Sleeping bag if you've got one and a duvet or blanket.' Philp told him
after a whispered conversation with me.

'I got camping gear. Alex chortled. 'We can sleep out in the garden.' I
laughed as Philip pulled a disgusted face, so much for a sex fest.

'Nah, we've got our own bedroom,' Philip strived to put a wealth of meaning
into his voice.

'Yeah, great,' I heard Alex's husky whisper. 'Dad'll drop me off around
eightish, is that OK?'

That was that, all Philip and myself had to do was try and sort out a plan
of action. I knew that he and the other boy had participated in mutual
wankies but we were now moving into a whole new ballgame and we didn't need
to cock up. The one good thing was that I wasn't that much older than the
two of them and that he knew me if only slightly. Of course, the other
thing was that Philip had said that the kid had a sort of crush on me, or
at least a bit of a thing about me, we'd find out if that was true or not
in due course.

'If you burst in around midnight and find us at it you can join in,' Philip
suggested. That was the first plan.

'You can leave all the doors and windows open and when it gets chilly move
in with me.' That was mine, the second plan.

'Show him the stiffy stuff on the computer and grope him.' That was Philip,
the third and final useless plan.

'Why don't you just get him on the computer, show him the goodies and then
swag him away to your room,' I looked at him and gave him a little
smile. 'He's bound to be randy if he's been with his parents on a
holiday. Ask him if he fancies a blow of a fuck ... shock him. If he's up
for sex, let him fuck you and then you've got him. Worstways you can always
shout out rape.'

'You ain't seen the size of his dick, big black thing.....' Philip looked
shocked like he hadn't seen a male penis before.

'Well I guessed it was the same colur as the rest of him,' I laughed. 'But
you said it was a six incher.'

'Nah, it's a bit bigger.'

'Come off it, he's only fourteen.'

'Tellin' ya,' Philip crowed. 'Anyway, I'm knackered I'm gonna have a bath
and go to bed.'

'Right, no sex tonight, we've got a long day tomorrow and maybe a longer
night if all goes well.'

'It will,' Philip crowed confidently. 'I know he wants me.'

'Yeah,' I stood up and grabbed him. 'Don't forget who the boyfriend is.'

'Who's that then?' Philip giggled and kissed me on the nose.

'Me, you little prick, get on with your bath before I forget myself.'

'Yes bwana, yes sah,' Philip withdrew taking the piss all the way.

Anyway, we had a sexless night and Randy Andy Pandy was as good as gold
until we pulled up for our afternoon break, the same place as last
week. Under the trees and in our own little shaded nook, the only
substantial difference being we had a thermos of tea instead of cold
drinks, he had that look in his eyes and I knew what he wanted.

'I'm a bit nervy about tonight,' Philip lay back on the mossy grass with
his t-shirt rolled up under his arms displaying his smooth chest and little
pink nipples, this kid sure knew how to get me going.

'Why's that.' Laying alongside him I leant over and briefly kissed one
sticky out nipple.

'I know he wants to fuck me, I can feel it in my bones.' He was quite
serious, my Philip.

'Well if you want him, what's the problem.'

'I do want him, I don't want him to spoil it for us.'

'He wont. Lovers stay lovers, the odd fuck come and go.' I looked at
him. 'We're lovers but that doesn't mean to say we can't have guests now
and then.'

'Guests,' he laughed. 'That's one way of putting it.'

'How strongly do you feel for me, Phil?'

'I think I might love you sorta.'

'Goes for me as well kid. Alex can't come between us,' I grinned and
fondled his groin, the tyke was half hard but what was new.  'He might get
in the middle but he won't come between us, you understand me.'

'I suppose so.'

'Trust me.'

'Alright Arnie. Fuck me,' he unclipped the top of his working
trousers. 'Now.'

What was a man to do.

I love Fridays, probably because they're followed by the weekend. I was
feeling a little jaded when we stood down probably because I'd spent a good
half an hour hammering away at Philips sweet butt, his excuse was that he
needed loosening up for his mate's black cock. Woops, Philip had popped off
at me for calling Alex black, he reckoned Alex was khaki. I told him that
was nonsense, if we were going to get into shades of colour Alex was
caramel or milk chocolate, a rather delicious brown.

It's a bit difficult to give a description of Alex, I suppose he's your
average fourteen year old size, slightly smaller than Philip who was just a
little shorter than I was. As I've said a beautiful light brown. Not black,
Phil. The little prick's leaning over my shoulder as I try to write this.

His features were non negroid. This is where it's hard, he looked just like
any other good looking fourteen year old but he wasn't white. The slightest
trace of the 'white' Michael Jackson, maybe a bit of the much younger Saint
Cliff. I dunno, he was a cracker anyway, take my word for it.

And here we were, don't tell me. I know you're not supposed to start a
sentence with and. And here we were, myself and the glove puppet perched on
the sofa at six o'clcock on the Friday evening awaiting the arrival of our
guest. Both bathed and squeaky clean and ready for action. We'd messed up
what was supposed to be Philip's room just in case the Alex dad did an
inspection.

'Two hours,' Philip moaned.

'Well you were the one panicking about,' I reminded him. Earlier on he'd
been flapping about like a schoolgirl getting ready for her first date. I
don't know what he had going for Mr Khaki (I love that) but he was in a
tizz. 'Come on let's have a walkabout.'

I got him out of the house at last although he was worried about missing
Alex. I reminded him that eight o'clcok was over an hour away and if we
walked around th sportsfield we could still keep an eye on the
house. Eventually we took an old football out and had a kickabout pretty
near to the house so we could keep an eye on things. As always happens Alex
and dad rolled up early and we had to discontinue to football, we ambled
over to greet them and their bloody great RangeRover.

I only knew Alex's dad casually as a supporter and sometime player for one
of our adult teams, of course Alex was a long time lust object. Dad was
polite and Alex was jumping around lie a cat on a hot tin roof as soon as
he saw his chum. We all went inside and as Englishmen we all enjoyed the
traditional foul tea. I let Philip make it, a cup of Philip's homebrew and
everyone was heading for the hills.

If I ever got to carve on Philip's headstone it would be something like:
His sex was brilliant, his English good, his maths were crap and his
teamaking was a fuckin' disaster. How's that for morbid.

Anyway, true to form, Brian, the dad, insisted on humping the bedding
upstairs as I suspected he would and seemed reasonably satisfied as to the
sleeping arrangements. He made enquiries on the eating front but I told him
I just fed guests cornflakes and pizzas, he laughing agreed that seemed
reasonable for younger teenagers. He spent about an hour with us and then
left. He told us that he's probably see us around on the Saturday, he would
certainly be supporting Alex's home match on the Sunday. By this time Alex
was already agitating to stay Sunday night as Philip had suggested taking a
day off Monday. Don't forget both the boys were officially still on school
holiday. Brian promised to think it over and he was gone.

There I was, Friday night with Tom and Jerry and I was so horny, Alex was
wearing shorts and his little brown legs were so smooth and
....... grrrr!!!

I suppose the first hour was a bit of a letdown, as it got darker we just
chatted about mutual acquaintances and the boy's football in general and
kept a cursory watch on the TV. eventually Philip suggested the computer as
I knew he would and the Axis of Evil Masterplan swung into action
..... Phil gets credit for the Axis of Evil bit. I put my only two upright
chairs in front of the monitor and got the boys seated, I lurked behind
them with my arms draped around Philip, I noted Alex giving us sideways
glances, never mind, Philip would put him straight.

I suppose Philip spent around half an hour demonstrating Age of Empires and
Dawn of the Modern World which just about had little Alex wetting his
knickers but the best was yet to come.

'Can I go online.' Philip asked me quite innocently.

'Yeah, show Alex around.' That was me by now I had my arm around Alex as
well, let's face it I had to advise on the wargame. Philip went online and
booked onto Dirty-Art my only 'normal' site. I mean it was the only site I
paid for which wasn't boy on boy. I like it because I'm a retard, I like
cartoons and comics even moreso if they're full of dicks and chicks. It's
also a good feeder if you know what I mean. If you have someone with you
and you're not too sure of their sexuality Dirty-Art is the one to start
on, you don't give yourself away, at least not immediately. I suppose the
giveaway is that I like the Barry Blair stuff, all the pixies and elves
look like eleven year old sex maniacs.

Anyway, to cut to the chase. Philip was surfing and he was quickly flashing
through various bits and pieces. I could sense that Alex was getting
impatient, the poor sod wasn't getting to see anything, Philip was flitting
about like a flitting about thing (writer's block there).

'Slow down, dummy.' Alex had finally found his feet. I peeped down at the
crotch of his blue footy shorts, nothing yet. I wondered casually what he
had on underneath.

''You wanna perv the poontang.' That was Philip, discretion was his middle
name.

'Well .... you know,' Alex mumbled. 'What's that thing with the heart. My
Favourites, what's that?'

This was it, time for Philip to use his head.

'Well, that's a list of sites Micky likes, ones he visits a lot ..... you
probably wouldn't like them.'

'Really,' Alex glanced at me and grinned. 'Gissa gander.' Did I mention
that this kid did not go to a grammar school.

Philip flashed up the list.

'Wassat?' Alex shrieked. 'GayTeenBoys.'

That was it, things had happened a bit earlier than I'd expected.

'I'll get some Cokes.' I beat a hasty retreat.

'Coward,' I heard Alex's voice follow. I wasn't too concerned, I was quite
sure my Philip would handle things and I had that feeling, you know what I
mean, I had that feeling very strongly. Alex was a goer, or maybe just a
tryer, I knew it in my bones.

I was back in about two minutes to find the Rugrats giggling over
erections.  Yeah, that's what I said. The pair of them were surfing this
extremely annoying free site but this time there was no flitting. They were
displaying each picture and literally studying it before moving onto
another one. I've got to explain this site, it's one of those that comes
across as free and it is but it leads you around in circles, sometimes you
get lucky and sometimes you don't. In the end you finish up with such a
backlog of pages on your computer you have to cut and run just to get clear
of the site. No great harm, just a bloody nuisance.

'Look at that,' Alex was literally driveling at a kid supposedly eighteen
who was quite clearly not sporting a simply enormous cock. Alex was jumping
up and down in his seat like the kid he was, Philip was sitting there with
the biggest shit eating grin in the world.

'Calm down, Alex,' I wiped the cold Coke across the back of his brown
neck. I was so tempted to kiss the flawless skin but thought better of
it. I did push the pace a bit, I kissed the back of Philip's equally smooth
neck. I knew Alex saw but he didn't comment. The seed were laid. It was all
down to Philip. He turned off AOL explaining the log jam theory to Alex and
then rebooked back on.

'What's KlarksArea?' Alex had grabbed the mouse and Philip gave me a quick
grin and let our guest get on with it.

'Double click,' Philip murmured glancing at me again, I just nodded, it was
truth or dare time.

'Now what,' Alex's eyes were as wide as saucers as he looked at the freebee
opening to Klarks.

'Click on members,' Philip husked and I saw one of his hands slip onto
Alex's bare knee. Alex didn't mind, he just flashed me one of his cheeky
grins over his shoulder and then concentrated on the screen.

Philip explained how to look at the galleries and ever so conveniently
started to toy with one of my CR-RWs.

'Fuckin' 'ell,' Alex groaned as he looked at Klark and another boy really
doing the dirty. 'Jeez.'

I risked a peep. There was a very noticeble bulge in the front of his
shorts as there was in Philip's, my muppets were both on heat.

'Would you do that?' Alex glanced at Philip. The screen displayed Temas
fucking Nazar or the other way around, one of my favourite galleries.

'If I liked someone enough,' Philip spoke very quietly but I noticed he
gave Alex's knee a gentle squeeze.

'I'll make some sandwiches up,' I stood up. Two's company, threes a
crowd. It was about time I gave them a bit of space, anyway time was
passing and it was nearly eleven o'clock, time flies when you're having
fun.

I escaped to the kitchen. I felt the boys were on the verge and I was quite
happy for them to get on with what they fancied. I was still treasuring the
remark Philip had made about Alex fancying me, I'm sure it would all come
right in the end.

Contrary to expectations they didn't flee to their room as I'd thought they
would. I heard the murmur of voices and then one of them moving around, it
must have been Philip as I heard the curtains being drawn and the big fire
being switched on. More voices and giggled, I wondered what was going on
but finished off the mountain of sandwiches before returning.

I came back to find my two little treasures dribbling over the disc that
Philip had managed to load. My 'snippets file', a collection of short
movies, I think the longest was eight minutes but they were the bees knees,
I mean they were nuts and bolts par excellence. I really don't know how my
two little ankle biters were concentrating, they were both dribbling like
bloody waterfalls.

'Why don't you two go to your room and have a fuck.' As you may gather, my
patience was getting a bit stretched.

'Why don't you two give me a demo,' Alex piped up and gave me his cheeky
grin.

'I don't mind,' Philip smiled at me. Alex had come up trumps. He'd probably
thought that he'd called our bluff or whatever but he'd played right into
our hands.

'Yeah,' I tried to look like I was thinking it over. 'What makes you think
Philip and I do the dirty?' I looked at Alex oggling the sandwiches like a
starving Bangladeshi.

'Come off it,' he scoffed. 'Flip don't sleep in that room I know. Me dad
might be daft but I ain't.'

'Flip,' I looked at Philip. 'I thought that was a girl's name.'

'He is a girl,' Alex crowed and made a grab for the food.

'Yeah,' Philip sneered. 'You wouldn't like this girl's dick up your bum.'

'How do you know?' Alex grinned.

'Tell you what,' Philip looked at me as if asking permission. I gave him a
slight nod, I'd go along with anything I was so hard I had to have one or
the other, preferably both. 'If Micky and me do the biz you gotta be
willing to join in.'

'What all the way,' Alex's mouth dropped open, he nearly shoved the
sandwich up his nose.

'Yeah,' Philip grinned. 'If we play sandwiches you gotta take your turn.'

'What's sandwiches?' Alex studied the food in his hand and then looked back
to Philip, he was now looking a bit suspicious as well as a bit worried.

'Sorta one fucks one and then the third fucks the fucker.'

'Eew,' Alex wrinkled his nose. 'That is so gross.'

'Fun though.' Philip laughed.

I don't know how he knew, I suspected he was making it up as he went along
although I'd told him of experiences I'd had in a threesome when I was at
school but that's another story.

'I've never gone all the way,' Alex sounded a bit sorry for himself. Jeez,
he was only fourteen for God's sake and here he was shacked up with a
couple of sex maniacs, what more could he want.

'Why don't you and Philip get it on and I'll do the watching,' I looked at
Alex and grinned. 'You may have gathered that Phil and myself have indulged
in the past.

'Indulged,' he laughed. 'Fucked you mean.'

'Made love,' Philip made his move, he reached forward and grabbed the front
of Alex's shorts. Alex jumped but stayed firm, he sat munching his sandwich
as Philip gave him a good feel outlining the shape of the boy's hardness
inside his thin shorts. My Philip was right, the little brown skinned angel
sported a hefty lump of meat, even hidden by his shorts it was exceptional
for a kid of his age and size.

'Keep going,' Alex whispered in no way embarassed.

'Wanna fuck me?' Philip husked and leant forward and kissed Alex on the tip
of his nose.

'Yeah,' Alex croaked. 'No kissies though, that's bent.'

Great. The contradictions of youth. Sex was OK but kissing was bent.

'Micky watches?' Philip pressed on.

'Whatever,' Alex shrugged. Alex couldn't care less, Philip's offer had
quite obviously grabbed him I could see it in his eyes and his face, he had
the hots for my boy. I don't know if he realised that both Philip and
myself had our own agenda and his little brown bum was on the menu.

'Just about bedtime anyway, kids.' I stood up and both brat's eyes locked
onto the lump in the front of my track suit bottom.

'Hey, hey,' Philp laughed and took his hand from Alex's groin and fondled
mine. 'Feel that, Alex.'

Alex gave me that bloody grin of his again and reached out as well. Talk
about bliss, I had a soon to be sixteen year old and a fourteen year old
playing with my raging erection, talk about cum in the briefs time.

'Bedtime,' I murmured and put a hand on each head ruffling their hair. 'Zap
the computer, Phil.'

'Yeah, let's go,' Alex stood up alongside me and gave a token struggle as I
caught him around his slender waist. Philip did the biz and switched
everything off.

'Why don't you two go up and I'll make sure everything's turned off.'

'Don't be long.' Philip grinned and the two of them were off, Alex bearing
the tray of sandwiches, that kid sure had his priorities right.

By the time I got to the bedroom nothing had happened, for a pair of randy
schoolies they were like a pair of virgins, both had taken their trainers
and socks of but that's as far as they'd got.

'Come on kids, let's get naked.' Well someone had to lead the way. I also
thought a bit of a demo was in order, I jumped on the bed and straddled
Philp bearing him onto his back. 'How's my little lovey dovey,' I nuzzled
at his smooth neck and planted a big wet one on his lips.

'Gross,' Alex squealed.

'No it ain't,' Philip grinned and holding my head tightly returned the kiss
with interest. 'Think we should get Alex involved?'

I just nodded and we were on our brown skinned playmate. This was what we'd
both been waiting for. Alex struggled and giggled but his heart wasn't in
it. First off was his t-shirt and then the slow pleasure of removing his
shorts leaving his beautiful brown body writhing on the bed on white briefs
with his thick manlike cock very visible. He gave up and just lay there as
Philip and myself carefully peeled his underwear away allowing his brown
skinned erection to jut free. The shame of it, the child was bigger than I
was, I was sure of it.

Philip didn't waste any time, he ducked his head and took Alex's bulging
purple glans deep into the back of his throat. Alex convulsed but seconds
later relaxed and let Philip do what he did best. I settled for tugging
Philip's trousers down and removing his boxers.

'Get your kit off, Micky,' Alex groaned and made little thrusts up into
Philip's avidly sucking mouth.

Alex started at me as I removed my clothes. Philip didn't bother he'd seen
it all before.. Finally naked and sporting a huge erection I lay alongside
Alex and cuddled up to his warm brown body, he was fuckin' gorgeous, I
could eat him. Well, I did the second best thing, I started to suck and
nibble at his nips until the little brown nubs stood up hard and proud.

The second adventure was the kiss. I lapped and licked up his narow chest
from his nipples to his throat, nuzzled at his slender neck and then kissed
his smooth jaw. No reaction, I gave him a kis on the cheek and he just gave
me his cheeky grin and turned his head, I settled my lips on his and we
traded a long sweet kiss. So much for no kissies.

'You gonna give me this demo,' he whispered and returned my second kiss.

'I gotta better idea.'

'Yeah, what?' He looked at me and stroked Philip's short hair.

'Yeah, what,' Philip left his supper for a short while and massaged the hot
slippery meat, courtesy of the Alex Body Shop.

'Philip's gonna sit on you in a minute .....'

'He fuckin' what?' Alex giggled.

'He's gonna sit on your hardon, slowly and gently. You know why?'

'I'm sure you're going to tell me,' Alex grinned.

'So he can get you monster cock in his butt in his own time ..... it is a
bit on the big side, you know.'

'Whatever,' Alex smiled proudly. Tell ya, kids do like flattery.

'When he's happy you roll over, he sorts his legs out and you've got him in
a face to face.'

'Then what?' Alex looked at us suspiciously.

'That's when you lose your virginity.'

'Bollocks,' Alex shrieked but he'd lost it, I knew he wanted Philip and if
he had to suffer a bit, so be it. He calmed down in a bit and suffered kiss
number three. This time it lasted a little longer as he made the mistake of
opening his mouth and my tongue was in there like a striking
rattlesnake. 'Mmmpfh..... that's wierd,' he grinned at me as he drew air
into his lungs. Your tongue's about a foot long.'

'Like your dick.'

He grinned again and spoke. 'Come on Flip, sit on me.'

This was it. Party time. Philip scampered off for a pee and I knew that he
would be grabbing the KY out of the bathroom cabinet, I settled for a taste
of Alex's sliipery hardness just to keep him on the boil. I actually
reached under his hips and got a handful of his warm brown skinned buns.

'You wanna fuck with me, dontcha?'

'Yeah.' There was no point in telling lies.

'Not gonna hurt me are you, I don't want that.'

'Nah, we'll play it cool. No one want to get hurt that's why you have to
take it easy with Philip.'

'I won't hurt him.' Alex promised. 'You know this is my first......' He
broke off when my boy returned clutching the blue tube.

I knew what Alex was going to say, he was going to tell me that this was
his first proper sex but I knew that and so did Philip, or should I say
Flip .....  he sounded like a bloody sea lion.

The first touch of KY on Alex's hot organ and he nearly took off, he
actually spasmed but flopped back onto the bed with a big shit eating grin
on his face, I'd forgotten, this was a first for him. He can only have
imagined what came next.

Philip straddled him but Alex surprised us both by grabbing Philip's waving
penis and holding it for a minute and planting a wet kiss on it's shiny
head.

'Yeuch, you're dribbling,' Alex glanced up at Philip and giggled as I
annointed his outsized cock with oily hands and held it upright.

'You ready for this,' Philip put his hands flat onto the bed and slowly
dropped his hips. Ever so slowly and ever so gently he absorbed Alex's
purple glans with a soft moan, two second later he was moving up and down
on it and sinking deeper and deeper onto the thick brown skinned shaft.

'Omigod,' Alex groaned and shut his eyes tight as he felt Philip's tight
heat encase his rigid flesh.

'Let him settle,' I whispered and ran my tongue up the side of his smooth
cheek. 'Once he's on go slowly onto your side but keep it right in.'

'Bet on that,' he chuckled and held Philip's slowly moving hips.

At last Philip gave another of his little groans and grinned at me. 'I done
it,' he sounded like he'd taken the Incredible Hulk instead of a fourteen
year old mixed race kid, mind you one with rather an exceptional boytool.

'On your side kids,' I coaxed then onto their right sides and Alex as he'd
been instructed kept himself fully sheathed in Philip's tight little
butt. 'Follow Phil's lead now, Alex.' They were nearly there, in a moment
Alex's little brown bubble butt would be in the air and I'd be right behind
him. He'd forgotten about the 'sandwich' bit, he was about to be
reminded. I love it when a good plan comes together.

'Take it easy and don't get carried away.' I warned our little brown
warrior as he lay spreadeagled with his gleaming spear fully inserted into
Philip's tight bottom.

I leant back as Philip completed the maneuver and got onto his back and his
legs lifted up onto Alex's shoulders, it was kiddy fuck time.

I don't think Alex knew what was going on, one minute he was laying on the
bed with Philip sitting on his hardness and a minute later Philip was under
and he was in charge. He was on top and Philip was now truly a bottom. Alex
started to slowly move in and out, I watched fascinated as his thick brown
sausage slid in and out of Philip's well stretched pucker. Tell ya, a live
show beats videos any day of the week. What I could also see was Alex's
tight little brown bubble but bobbing up and down as he began to move
faster and faster. I smeared some KY onto my fingers and ran them between
Alex's moving nuns.

'Yaaah,' Alex shouted out as he felt my slippery hand between his cheeks as
my fingers brush across his sphincter and one prod and then slip inside his
tight little boy fanny. 'Ooooh,' he shuddered as my finger delved deeper
and slipped against his juvenile prostate. He was double fucking, he was
ramming and thrusting into Philip and he was also forcing himself back onto
my finger which loosened his tight little pucker and oiled him up.

I knelt between the two pairs of legs on the bed and slipped my raging
erection up and down Alex tightly clenched crack and then forced it into
the delicious bubbles of brown flesh.

I could feel him move on me as I remained stationery for a moment and then
gave a gentle push. I entered him like a hot knife into butter. He gave a
whimper but I was too far gone to withdraw now. His anus clamped on me like
a velveteen vice, the heat and the tightness were incredible, I was taking
this fourteen year old's cherry big time. As he moved and fucked Philip I
took up the rythm and sank deeper and deeper into his hot boy flesh.

'Jeez, Micky, that hurts.'

'You'll live,' I stopped for a moment for him to get used to an alien body
in his butt and then reached around and flathanded his hard belly muscles.

'It's alright now,' he groaned and fucked Philip harder, he must be coming
onto his cum time, I reached down with one hand and his nuts were tight in
their sac as mine were, it was going to be a double header. 'I'm gonna fuck
you for this.' He chuckled as I nipped his ear and began to really pound
into his tight little brown bottom.

'Good,' I laughed and closed my eyes as I felt the superheated spunk rush
up my erection and splatter and splash into his hitherto virgin body.

'Ooooh,' he clamped his bottom and I heard him cry out with pleasure as he
clearly offloaded into my boyfriends sweet bottom.

'Nice one,' I heard Philip groan as if I was dreaming. A double header it
was, in fact, it was a triple header as we collapsed onto the bed in a
tangle of sweaty arms and legs I saw smears of semen on Philip's pale
belly, he'd cum at the same time.

Messy minutes later I slowly slipped from Alex's flooded hole and he did
the same withdrawing his limpening monster cock from my sweet Phil's oozing
pucker. Alex had joined the club.

We lay there and nattered I suppose you could say the atmosphere was quite
relaxed, it's surprising how a bout of sex eases things. We were yakking
away like old friends, I suppose it's hard not too when you've just been in
a three way fuck. Amazingly Alex rescued the sandwiches which were getting
a bit curly at the edges and carried on eating as if nothing had
happened. He managed to fill the bed with breadcrumbs which was great fun.

I glanced at Philip and he was staring at Alex like he was an alien or
something and I suppose he was. A fourteen year old who'd had his first
fuck, been fucked at the same time and then carries on eating semi stale
ham sandwiches was one for the book.

'Whassup?' Alex gave his big grin. Jeez that kid had white teeth, he had
more teeth than a fuckin' crocodile.

'You're amazing,' I looked at him and glanced at Philip again, my boy was
idly working his penis up and down and it was coming back to life. 'How
come you're eating sandwiches, this is supposed to be a sex fest.'

'My bum's sore,' Alex explained.

'Stale sandwiches are an old English cure for sore bum are they?'

'Nah, a Micky fuck'll take care of that,' Alex grinned again cheekily.

I grabbed him and the remaining slices of bread finished up in the
bed. 'The best thing for a sore bottom is Dr Philip's Meat Injection.'

'How'd I know you were going to say something crude,' he giggled and
grabbed hold of me kissing me gently. The boy had taken to kissing big
time. He showed only the slightest surprise as Philip scooted up in close
and snuggled against his back.

'Flip's got a stiffy,' Alex crowed and must have clamped his legs on Philip
as I saw my boy's eyes open wide and he shot me a big grin over Alex's
brown shoulder.

We lay there on our sides with little Alex in the middle. As the
'responsible officer' I should be sending them to their bedroom and
settling them down for the night. Nah.

What I did do was smear a further little bit of KY onto Alex's brown shaft
which had recovered it's full potency and I rolled onto my belly, no way
was he attacking me with that thing until I'd gotten a bit of practice in.

'You can't hide from me,' Alex got up and knelt between my legs with Philip
watching.

'Take it easy Donkey Dick,' I warned him and opened my legs.

'Yeah, take it easy on my ol' man,' Philip giggled and produced the KY, he
generously annointed young Alex until the kid complained.

'Keep wankin' and I'm gonna pop.' he got between my legs and lightly
brushed his bulging oiled glans up and down my crack.

I was nervous. I suppose I've got to explain my reasoning on this
one. Sizewize Alex was without doubt the largest of the three of us, I was
in the middle and Philip was the smallest. So, theoretically I was going to
be stretched a sight more than Philip was as my boy had fucked with me for
three weeks now and was used to my size which was the middle size
........ yeah, I know, boring, boring. Philip sits with me when I write
these and he's the one muttering; 'Boring, boring.'

When the midget took me it hurt, there was no two ways about it, I felt his
mansized knob press against my pucker and with half a ton of KY supplied by
you know who it slipped in easily, easily for Alex that was. I felt like
someone had shoved an greasy pole up my arse, I tried not to cry out and
disgrace myself. I did all the things you are supposed to do when you're
getting broached (how's that for polite) and the pain eased. Luckily Alex
was into savouring his fucks, he took his time and eventually I felt his
sparse crispy pubics press against my bottom.

'You alright, Micky?'

'Just about,' I groaned and did a couple of test clamps of the old bum
muscles.

'Jeezz, you are a tasty bit of arse.' That was a bit of Alex's charm, he
was so couth.  'Mmmm, nice,' he stirred his humungous cock deep inside my
bum giving gentle prods as if settling in for the night.

'Philip,' he sqwarked. My boy had struck, Alex must have known it was
coming. I gasped I had two sex maniacs on top of me now, maybe the face
down wasn't such a good idea after all.

Then it started Alex was the first to push in and have to force himself out
against Philip's thrusts and I was the one nearly suffocated as this pair
of glove puppets played their little game as if I was the trampoline.

Having said all that, it was fun. Alex was so big, it was amazing, God
knows what his parents fed him on he was a bit like the Jolly Green Giant,
only a Gay Brown Midget I suppose.

Anyway, lots of huffing and puffing later, lots of sweaty and slippery
coupling later Alex managed to cum, Philip was right, he came like a horse,
I felt his hot gushes explode up my shute and clamped my bottom to milk his
enormous cock as he came. I heard Philip squeaking so he was obviously
cumming in Alex's tight little brown butt. It was all over, at least the
initial exploration was over, next time it was one-on-one, no more of this
threesome crap.

'Orrite boys,' I managed to slither free of the sweating pair gasping and
grunting on the bed as I dislodged them.

'Shagged,' Alex whispered and made the fatal mistake of roling onto his
belly to wipe his forehead on the pillow.

'Likewise,' Philip grinned tiredly and played with his cum stained limp
noodle.

'Shagged?' I knelt over Alex and whispered in his ear.

'Yeah,' he wriggled on the bed, his shiny sweat sheened bubble butt gleamed
in the dim lamplight.

'A nice asy one then.'

'No,' he croaked as I got between his legs and took him one long
thrust. 'Aaaaah, Mickey, you dawg,' he pushed his little bottom up onto my
hardness. He must have known it was coming and he certainly wasn't too
upset. 'Nice and gentle, Micky,' he pushed up again as I started to move
inside his hot little body. He was a glorious fuck, tight, hot and
incredibly willing. Every time I thrust in and bottomed out the shoved his
little boy cunt up onto my advances. By the time I'd finished we were going
at it like we'd been regular lovers for years. When I came I flooded him
again, I forgot that his tight little arse was full of juice already, my
generous helping put him over the top, I could hear the slapping and
squelching as my cum spread onto his buns and over my groin. What a
beautiful mess.

I looked across at Philip, Mr Stamina was snoozing.

'We'd better get him into bed,' I whispered to Alex.

'Yeah, I'm shagged out,' Alex grinned at me tiredly.

'Football training for you tomorrow, kiddo.'

'Jeez,' he rolled onto his back. 'Dunno if I'll have the strength.'

'I'll pump you up before you go out,' I promised.

'Don't bank on it, Micky boy. I get up very early in the mornings.'

'Excellent,' I grabbed hold of his lithe brown body and planted a long
lingering kiss on his munchable lips. 'I love little boys who like to get
up early in the morning.'

'Pervert,' he sqeaked and ran laughing for the bathroom.

I flopped back onto the bed. Enough was enough. Tomorrow was another day.


				THE END


Life with Philip continues in Chapter 3 'Philip's Sixteenth'

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