Date: Sun, 4 Apr 2004 20:35:57 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: LIFE WITH PHILIP 5

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
offends what the hell are you doing on Nifty.

My characters do not use condoms or other safeguards but this story is
fiction ... get it.  I write my stories in 'full screen' text, they are
best read that way.

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LIFE WITH PHILIP - 5


PHILIP AND THE CHINESE TAKEAWAY


by


G. Cutter


Hi guys. Mick doing the talking and typing this time: My little buttercup
Phil is dozing in the armchair as well he may. We'd just completed a week
working by day and shacking up by night with two of the S Club 8 boys,
namely Calvin and Aaron and we were both pretty well on our knees. The boys
had been recalled on Friday for rehearsals and although we'd promised to
meet up with them in the future ..... who knows.

Philip had the Monday and Tuesday of next week to complete his silly little
contract and that was the end of his month working with us. So, Wednesday
he was finished with the estate and it's workings. he had then got a
further two and a half weeks before he returned to school. I'd organised a
two week break for myself so that we could spend that time holidaying and
having a bit of fun without the hassle of bothering about work.

'Anyone coming tonight?' Sleeping Beauty had awoken.

'I don't think so, probably Kev tomorrow.'

'Right,' Philip mumbled and closed his eyes again. I love domestic bliss,
gotta be boring. What Philip didn't know was that when he was fully awake
he had a marathon session on the washing machine due, the place was like a
rubbish tip.

Back to the story. Where we were going and what we were doing for two weeks
was something else. I'd discussed a camping trip with friends from down the
hill, Philip knew them by sight but I'd never formally introduced them. It
should be interesting, I knew he had the hots for the younger of the
two. They were due to call on me in the morning, Saturday morning but I
hadn't bothered telling him, let it be a surprise. The football season had
finished with a whimper as usual and cricketers were beginning to be
seen. What that meant was that most of Phil's young friends went into
hibernation over the summer although Kevin had remained a constant visitor
over the last week. Could have had something to do with the dreaded Calvin
Goldspink I suspect. I didn't go much on Calvin's singing but he fucked
like a rabbit plus he was pretty good at playing the bottom role if you
know what I mean. I got quite attached to Aaron, the so called Cornish
Surfer Boi but these things pass and the bottom line is young scatty Philip
is my true love and there's an end to it. Mind you, he's still doing the
laundry tonight before he comandeers three quarters of my bed.

Zoom, zoom. How's about that for saving a paragraph. It's now ten o'clock
on a Saturday morning, weather sunny with a light breeze. My guests are due
to arrive around ten thirty and my boy Philip is in for a shock.  I'll give
you a clue. We go in for pizzas and have the odd Chinese (meal that is) now
and again. Normally they're delivered by kids on mopeds with these highly
dangerous boxes on the back. About a week ago when Kevin was here we had a
Chinese delivered by van, the driver and his assistant were the two sons of
the owner of the takeaway. The driver is quite a good friend his name is
Lou and he's the oldest of the two brothers he's also done a couple of
overnighters with me in the past. To put it bluntly we shagged and that was
it, no great romance just a bit of bonding if you like. His brother was
called Patrick which is another good old Chinese name, Patrick was fifteen
and drop dead gorgeous, Lou wasn't too bad himself as it happens.

Anyway, I'd decided to go camping with these two for a week or so a long
time past well before the advent of my little Philip. Oh, yeah, I forgot to
mention Philip had sighted Patrick when they'd delivered a week ago and
nearly wet his knickers. So there you go, I had these two visiting to
discuss the short camping holiday and my boy knew exactly nothing about
it. The morning should be fun.

'What time are these people of yours arriving?' This was Philip, I'd had
him out the back sorting out the garden a bit. Slave driver or what?

'Shortly, pal.'

'What's with the mystery then,? he plonked himself onto the sofa.

'I suppose I'd better brief you,' I sat in the chair opposite. I didn't
really want him mauling me as he really needed a good bath. 'Some time ago
I fixed up with a friend to go away for a week or so camping. The deal was
that we had to string along his kid brother and it is they that are calling
today. Easy as that.'

'So why all the mystery?' His little face was screwed up in a frown. Poor
muppet was puzzled.

'Because you dimwit, you're going camping as well,' I looked at him. 'You
do remember we are on holiday from Wednesday.'

'Oh, yeah, I remember that but I thought we were staying here and just
lazing around.'

'I thought we could have Thursday and Fiday nights here and try and get out
of it very early Saturday.'

'Alright, where we going.'

'Dunno, Lou's bringing up some literature on camp sites.' I knew exactly
where we were going but I didn't want to let Philip know too much at once.

'What about tents and thingies.'

'No probs, we've both got vans, sleeping bags and all the rest of it, we
live out of the vans. Easy peasy.'

'So let's get this straight. Lou is the older guy........?'

'Twenty,' I supplied and Patrick is the kid, he's fifteen.'

'Gay?' Philip grinned.

'Lou is, dunno about the kid.'

'Great,' Philip looked a little sour. 'I get lumbered with a straight kid
for the holiday.'

'You've got a couple of nights here before we go, so bend him,' I
grinned. Lou had told me that he was sure his kid brother was gay but he'd
never actually tried him out, he was still waiting for the kid to make the
first move.

Philip was still looking a little disgruntled when we heard the sound of a
motor outside and he stood up to look out of the window.

'It's them Chinks,' he grinned and peered through the curtain. I knew
exactly what he was looking for. 'Hey, they're coming in here.' He looked
at me in surprise. 'Your mate?'  His grin stretched from ear to ear.

'Got it in one,' I laughed. 'By the by, don't call them Chinks, it's not
nice.'

'And the lovely little kid's Patrick?'

'Yeah, did I forget to mention you'll probably have to share a room with
him over the hol.'

'You said we were living out of the vans.'

'I lied,' I grinned at him, he was so eady to wind up, I've really got to
ease up on him. 'Lou should have some pics of the caravan we're using.' I
was talking to thin air. Philip had shot out to open the door for our
visitors.

Lou was first into the room and I nodded a greeting, the beautiful fifteen
year old Patrick followed rather shyly. Lou wasn't a lot taller than his
kid brother, the difference was that Lou had long hair almost like a girl
and Patrick had his cut in a regular U.S. crew cut. Needless to say they
were both tailed by the manically grinning Philip looking like a puppy dog
with two tails.

'Lou, Patrick, meet Philip .... grab some seats.'

We all sat down and Philip went and got us all chilled cans from the
kitchen. I looked at the two Chinese boys and grinned. 'So, what we got
Lou?'

'All fixed, Micky,' he hadn't got the slightest trace of a Chinese accent,
he sounded more like a Cockney in fact. 'I've got a brochure and
comfirmation that we can take the thing by midday on the Saturday.'

He passed a glossy folder across and I fished out the picture of the
caravan we were renting. It was an eight berther and pretty expensive but I
only take one holiday a year and I don't go abroad.

'Wow,' Philip enthused. 'That is so flash.' He grinned at Patrick who
laughed softly. I think they'd get on alright, Patrick is a bit shy but
Philip would make up for it. What Patrick didn't know was that the master
plan had him sleeping with Philip and me sleeping with Lou. What the boys
also didn't know was that we were going to a place called Vale in the West
Country and the place was crawling with kids. There was an old style
boarding school there and they always had boarders staying on over the
holidays. Lou and I had clicked last time we were there and hoped to do so
again.

'So we're coming up here Thursday morning and stopping overnight and Friday
night.' Lou looked at me and smiled. I knew exactly what the randy Chinese
was after and it was me.

'Yeah, you can share with me and Patrick can bunk in with Philip.'

Both boys looked surprised but I did tell Philip he was going to enjoy his
holiday. One thing we had to do Wednesday evening was to go over and see
his mother, he hadn't seen her for a fortnight and I didn't want any
applecarts being upset.

'Where are we actually going?' Patrick actually spoke and I've got to admit
he sounded a sight more polite than Philip normally did, I expect all
that'd be gone after ten days with my little hooligan. I remembered early
days with Philip, he'd started off shy and polite and now he waltzed about
like Genghiz Khan with a bad hair day.

A place called Vale, about ten miles from St. Austell.'

'That's Cornwall isn't it,' Philip piped up.

'That's right, baby.' Shit. I could have bit my tongue. Lou grinned like a
loon but Patrick looked at me in shock.

'Yeah, got a shop, toilet and showers on site and a quarry nearby for
swimming or we can drive down to St Austell,' I hurried on trying to
smother my cock up.

'Sounds good,' Philip grinned. He hadn't even noticed my slip.

'So, you're happy with it,' Lou looked at me. I'd let him do all the fixing
and hiring as he was able to get us a bit of discount.

'Seems just the job, Lou. We can have one end the boys can have the other.'

I could see Philip grinning like the cat that had nobbled the canary,
Patrick just looked bemused. Poor kid, he didn't know what he was getting
into sharing a room with a teenage sex maniac, a Duracell bunny on Viagra.

'Seems fair enough,' Lou grinned and gave me a wink. I knew he had the hots
for his kid brother and was hoping that this holiday and Philip were going
to break the ice so to speak ..... what a wimp. Nice bum though.

'So, we finish with work Tuesday evening ..... 'Philip was still trying to
get it all sorted out.

'We see your mum Tuesday or Wednesday evening sometime,' I
continued. 'Thursday afternoon Lou and Patrick come around. We spend
Thursday, Friday getting the gear sorted out and the bangers on line and
Saturday crack o' dawn away we go.' I looked at Lou for confirmation. I
needed to get things sorted or Philip would get brain damage not to mention
myself.

'Wheee,' Philip grinned. 'Off to the seaside.'

'The camp site is at Vale is some way from the sea,' Patrick had finally
spoken up. 'Ten, twelve miles maybe.'

'No probs, Pat,' Philip was unstoppable, he clapped his hand on Patrick's
bony knee and gave the Chinese kid one of his grins. 'We have chauffeurs.'

'This it true,' Patrick smiled.

'There is a lot of activity on site,' Lou settled back into his chair and
sipped his can. I noticed an almost invisible pelvic thrust, he had the
hots. 'There is a flooded quarry by the camp where lots of the local boys
and the school boys come if the weather is right.'

'School boys?' Philip's ears pricked up. Patrick laughed as if reading
Flip's tiny mind.

'There is a boarding school nearby. When it is shut they still have
boarders staying on and these kids tend to wander about looking for some
action.'

'Some action?' Philip's ears were out now like Doctor Spock's.

'Kickabouts, football, swimming and whatnot,' I let him down gently. I
think he had visions of swarms of little naked schoolies running around
begging to be serviced by a certain visitor and that would be him.

'Oh,' Philip deflated into the sofa but grinned at Patrick. 'Never mind, we
can keep ourselves amused.'

'I'm sure we can,' Patrick gave a little smirk and I wondered if he would
be so hard to get after all. Perhaps big bro hadn't really tried hard
enough. Most kids of that age are up for experimentation they just need a
little lead or maybe a push.

To cut what's becoming a very long story short, our visitors left and we
had the remainder of the day to ourselves. I knew Kevin was popping around
in the morning but wouldn't be staying too long. Hopefully long enough for
a shorty otherwise I'd be knee deep in sex starved Philkid for the rest of
the day.

					..........

Greetings people. Philip here. Micky doing the writing as usual.

I finished work Tuesday evening and on Wednesday Micky took me around to
see mum. I gave her some money which I found out later she'd give back to
Micky when I wasn't around. I was a bit humped, this was a hundred and
fifty quid for fuck's sake but I could use the dosh so I cleared my
concience with a phone call saying thank you and all the rest of it.

I was a bit excited as the Chinese twosome were due around lunchtime now
and today was going to be a long day. I mean it was going to be such a drag
waiting all that time before I got to go to bed with the incredibly
beautiful Patrick. Well he wasn't all that beautiful but he'd do. He was
more boy than his brother Lou who struck me as being a bit willowy, a bit
queenly if you know what I mean. Pat could have been a young footballer,
very butch (I should stick in a twee giggle here). Anyway, I fancied him
and I just couldn't wait to get into a bed with him, I just hoped he wasn't
some sort of homophobic loony, that would really fuck things.

Anyway, here we were both of us a little wobbly waiting for our holiday
chums. One good thing was that they were bringing lunch up with them so I
didn't have to suffer Micky's fat laden cooking.

Rooty, toot, toot. I saw the van draw up in the roadway outside. This
because my face was glued to the window like one of those kewpie dolls with
the sucker feet. Young Patrick was out first clutching carrier bags it
looked like it was din-din time.

I was at the door to let them in, Patrick was wearing faded jeans and a
jean jacket, he looked absolutely eatable, sod the food. One thing I did
notice and that was that he bulged at the front, I thought Asians were
supposed to be little dick guys, it didn't seem to be the case with
him. Mind you if he'd had the hot food perched on his lap on the way up he
might have a heat induced stiffy. How's that for Biology Two.

'Come in. come in,' Micky was flapping about and it had just started to
rain. Isn't England God's own country. The first sniff of a holiday and it
begins to monsoon, thank Christ we weren't going to be shacked up in a
tent. We settled in the kitchen and started to nosh, well I noshed the
others were a bit more civilized, they ate.

I noticed Pat's eyes on me but ignored him, we had a long afternoon and a
longer night to get better acquainted. We finished the eats and now we were
'officially' on holiday, Micky produced four cans of Fosters and we sat in
companionable silence. I did note that Pat gave Lou a glance when he got
his can and Lou had given him a quick nod, perhaps the boy wasn't into
alcohol which was no bad thing at fifteen. A fifteen year old Chinese boy,
virtually a guaranteed virgin, I was nearly dribbling in my lager.

'I'll take your kit upstairs in a minute, Lou,' Micky looked at the older
Chinese boy and I just caught the quick wink. Well, OK, it was pretty
obvious what they had in mind, so that was them taken care of.

'I'll do you,' I smirked at Pat.

'Pardon?'

'We'll take your kit up,' I backpedalled a bit. 'I've got an old telly in
my room as it's raining.' It wasn't actually raining, it was bucketing
down.

'Afternoon TV,' Pat moaned but then grinned. 'I could use a little nap,
chill out a bit, we were up at the crack of dawn.' He shot his brother a
sour look.

'Had to help dad out,' Lou smiled. 'We're all done now kid, ten days lazing
about sunbathing.......'

'Rainbathing,' Micky grinned.

'There's always bed,' Lou spoke so quietly I just about heard him, I
flashed a look at Pat but he was gazing vacantly out of the window, well
and truly turned off, I doubt if he'd heard his brother's remarks.

'Come on, Pat. Shall we take your kit up? You're here for a couple of days
anyway.'

'Yes, why not,' he stood up and after a brief smile for his older brother
followed me as I led upto the love nest ..... sorry about that, our bedroom
I meant to say. Tell you something, he was shorter than I was but he was
one fit looking kid. The normal ideas about skinny Chinks didn't go with
this kid, I suspected he was into football or swimming or something pretty
barbaric. You may have guessed, I'm not the sporty type, I'm into bedroom
exercises.

We got into the room and he looked slightly bewildered, it seemed to be the
in look with him. 'One bed?'

'There's only two of us,' I remarked, seemed reasonable to me.

'We are sharing?'

'Hey, you're smarter than you look,' I tried to put him at his ease.

He sat on the bed and tugged his shoes off, really they were boots and they
were Cats. I wondered if he was a Chinese Bother Boy.  That's all I needed
in bed with me, a Chinese Thugee or were they A-Rabs (Micky says
Indians). I didn't realise that they came from the good ol' US of A (Philip
joke that one).

'You will recognise me next time,' he looked across to where I was sitting
and blatantly oggling him. Silly sod I am, I was nearly asleep.

'Sorry, Pat. I was daydreaming.'

'Go to bed,' he spoke quietly and I wasn't too sure if I heard him right.

'Not with company, it's not polite,' I tried to liven myself up a bit, was
that an invitation or what?

'I don't mind,' he seemed to be coming out of his shell a bit. 'We were
working very late last night and up very early this morning down the market
for Dad. I wouldn't mind a nap ...... and I'm not trying to be impolite,'
he grinned.

'OK, then,' I stood up and yawned, I should have got a bloody Oscar for
that yawn.I kicked my trainers off, at least we were down to socks.

'Shall I draw the curtains,' he stood and looked out of the window, it was
teeming down, it was good weather for hopping into bed.

'Do that,' I looked at him. 'Shall I tell the others that we're having a
bit of a snooze?'

'I think they've probably gone to bed themselves,' he gave a little snigger
which made me realise that he wasn't an innocent after all. He knew
perfectly well what his brother Lou and my Micky were at.

'Fair enough,' I pulled my sweatshirt off over my head aware of his crafty
looks. This kid was up for it, I was bloody sure of it.

'It seems we are sharing at the caravan as well,' he looked at me and
pulled his polo shirt off over his head. Jeez,' he had a nice body, not a
trace of puppy fat, he was like a miniature athlete, little six pack, nice
pecs, the fuckin' lot. He was one tough little geyser. He knew it as well.
He twitched his tummy muscles and grinned at me, I nearly wet my
knickers. I wanted this boy's cock, pray God he didn't have a limp piece of
string between his legs. Tell ya he wasn't so brave when it came to
stripping down though, he turned his back to me and dropped his jeans,
probably going for the all boys together bit, I couldn't do that, I
couldn't dare let him see that I had a king sized stiffy. I peeled my
t-shirt off and put my nightshirt on. Now this is something I have to
explain, I got this thing at the market and it's just a super sized t-shirt
which comes down to your knees. Micky says that it reminds him of the old
poem of Wee Willy Winky (whoever that may be), he likes it because he likes
getting his hands inside and exploring and finally stripping me off, he
does have his pervy moments.

The thing was, it's ideal if you're with strangers, not that I shack up
with anyone you understand. You just put it on and then you can drop your
jeans and underwear and away you go, naked and gift wrapped in a manner of
speaking. Pat was sitting up in bed with a look of amazement on his face
which slowly changed to a smirk.

'What on earth is that thing?'

'A nightshirt.'

'Wow,' he giggled. 'Very kinky.'

'Micky bought it for me,' I grinned as I slid into the bed making sure I
kept my distance.

'Bet he did,' he murmured and slid down the bed and turned to face me. 'Lou
said that you and Micky are mates.'

'Sorta,' I conceded.

'Surprised you aren't sleeping with him instead of me,' he grinned.

'Perhaps he prefers to sleep with Lou, I understand they go back a bit,' I
returned his grin. The old verbal sparring could go on for ever. I wondered
how much Lou had told him or even how much he knew of Lou's relationship
with my Micky.

'Possibly,' he shuddered and sorta huddled up in the bed. 'It's freezing in
here.'

'Do the camping bit,' I whispered closing in on him a bit. It was chilly
but no way was it freezing. 'Cuddle up a bit.'

'You are joking.' He looked at me like I was mad.

'No I'm not, if you're cold in a tent you cuddle up.'

'Depends who you're with,' he sniggered but he did move in a little closer.

'It's alright, I don't bite.' I shuffled in a bit closer to this beautiful
kid. He hadn't got what you'd call slant eyes like you see in comics and
stuff but his eyes were an almond shape, his features were just like any
other boy but so-o-o good looking and he had this dead black crew cut. I
was so smitten and I was as hard as a rock.

'Good, I need a mad dog in bed like a hole in the head,' he chuckled again
and moved in closer. Dunno about freezing, he was close enough for me to
feel his body heat.

I made the last move I moved in until we made bodily contact, I quickly
turned over and pushed back onto him. I'd briefly felt something and it
wasn't quite what I'd expected. He had a hard on the crafty little sod and
he was giving me the Mr Innocent bit.

'Is that a truncheon in your boxers or are you just glad to see me?' I
pushed back onto his warmth and felt one of his hands rest on my hip
through the nightshirt.

'I can't help it,' he groaned. 'It does it all the time.'

'No probs,' I whispered hold me and have your snooze.

'I'm so hard,' he pushed against me and I felt the heat from his erection
press against my bum even through the thin material of his boxers and my
overgrown t-shirt.

'Do that again and I'll suck you to death, Pat.' Couldn't be more blatant
than that, could I.

'Please,' he whispered and I felt his tongue lap at my neck. Jeeesus, and
Micky told me this kid was straight. Dunno if I'd been setup or what but
the time for playing games was over. I rolled over and pushed him flat onto
his back, he grinned up at me in the gloom of the curtained room. I leant
up on one elbow and ran my hand down his smooth chest and well muscled
belly, I didn't stop at the top of his boxers but slid my hand down and
grasped. His hardness was probably about the same as mine but so hard and
so hot. He just smiled at me and closed his eyes. I kissed him briefly on
the lips but he didn't respond, no matter, time for that later.

I kissed him on his slender throat and then dropped my head lapping and
just tongued at one dark brown nipple, he sighed and softly ran his hands
through my hair. He gasped a bit as I nipped his nipple and worried it with
my tongue until it was erect and hard, I immediately moved onto the other
one, with my hand I gently squeezed his hardness, I'd get to that in a
little bit.

'I think I'm going to like this holiday,' he whispered and thrust his hips
up moving his meat in my hand.

'I'm into partnerships myself,' I kissed and lapped across his golden
skinned chest and lifted my head again kissing him on the lips once more,
this time there was the faintest of returns.

'We'll see,' he murmured. Well, that was better than sod off.'

I ducked my head again and lipped and lapped down the centre of his chest
onto his flat tummy, I lifted the front of his boxers and smelt his boy
heat and the aroma of his balls and cock, I was an inch away from Chinese
Heaven, the perfect Take Away.

I slipped my tongue across the head of his cock and felt the faintest taste
of cum, he gasped and his hands clasped my head as he thrust into my
mouth. I slid my lips over his spongy glans and gave a little suck and then
a nice sloppy kiss and munched my way back to his belly.

'Aaah, don't stop,' he whined. Great, he'd be really begging next.

'I'm not a one man band you know.' I liked that one, it's one of Micky's
favourites. Same as nothing for nothing.

'I dunno,' he was gently trying to push my head down onto his lovely
Chinese cock which was circumcised by the way, another first.  'What's it
taste like?'

'Cock.'

'Come on, Philip. What does it taste like?'

'I dunno, suck your finger, suck your arm, it's only flesh.'

'Try this,' I shuffled around under the bedclothes making sure my nighty
rucked up leaving Philip Junior waving in the breeze so to say. I felt my
hardnes glance off his jaw and he jerked away. 'Hold it, Pat.'

He gingerly took hold of me and then he semed to get some confidence, he
wanked it a bit and to encourage him I slipped my mouth over his cockend
for just a second or so. I felt his lips brush the shaft and waited for him
to take the final step. I nuzzled at his tight ballsac which was quite
hairless and then it happened, I felt his hot, wet tongue slip across my
pee slit.

'Go on,' I murmured. 'Do me and I'll do you.'

'Don't cum in my mouth,' he whispered and then paradise, I felt his sweet
lips slip over the end of my penis and I was in his mouth, for the last
time I took him in and started to give him the biz, the Philip Special
Number One. I grasped his tight little buns relishing the smoothness and
the feeling of holding firm jelly, a sweet fifteen year old bottom and it
was going to be mine before the holiday was over. Not to be outdone he
grabbed my bum and started to fuck into my mouth.

I sucked and slipped my wet lips up and down his smooth shaft, I gently
fingered his little nuggets which were tight up in their sac. My fingers
drifted between his little crack and I felt the slight sweatiness and then
his pucker. 'No, Phil. Don't,' he moaned and then surprisingly he opened
his legs wider. I rubbed my finger across his little cherry pressing gently
until I felt my finger penetrate his warmth.

'I'm gonna cum,' he moaned and thrashed about as my dry finger moved in and
out of his tight little ring. 'Aaaah,' The racket must have woken the house
as he exploded in my mouth. God, that kid came. Jet after jet of thick
white boy cream which I eagerly swallowed, he jerked again, more splashed
and more swallowing, I sucked my little golden boy dry. By the time I was
finished with him he was like a limp rag doll.

'I'm cuming, Pat,' I groaned as I felt my own heat rise but he didn't move
off, he stayed glued to my spurting boyhood and swallowed every drop and
then he finished off sucking me dry.

Giggling like a pair of tarts and kissing we moved for the last time to lay
face to face. In all the confusion my nightshirt was gone and his boxers
were history, we lay together in naked warmth and cuddled.

'I feel disgusted with myself,' he whispered but I felt his warm little
hand on my tacky meat which had gone limperooni.

'Why?' I smiled at him in the gloom. 'You tasted nice,' I kissed him on the
lips and felt the faint slipperyness of our joint cumings. 'We gonna do it
again?'

'I suppose,' he snuggled even closer. 'You taste nice as well,' he laughed
and grabbed me tightly squashing out bodies together. 'What do you think
Lou and Micky are doing?'

'Three guesses.'

'Shagging,' he laughed softly.

'Making love,' I corrected him. 'If they do it properly.'

'I'll take your word for it,' he grinned in the gloom. 'I bet you'd like to
shag me, you keep playing with my bum.'

'I would, sweet buns, I really would.'

'Yeah, but you've got to let me do you as well.'

My heart leapt and I'd thought this was going to be hard work. 'I wouldn't
have it any other way, Pat.' I felt his sex, the Chinese tyke was as hard
as a nail again. 'Let's have a little snooze.'

'OK,' he murmured and spooned up against me as I turned my back.

The next thing I remember was a tapping on the door and Micky's head with a
big grin on his face. 'Lou's setting up tea.'

'Great,' I grinned towards my man. 'I think Pat's a little tired.' 'No I'm
not,' Pat mumbled and pushed his stiffness between my cheeks.

'Tea,' Micky laughed. 'Can I tell Lou that you're getting on OK?'

'Better than OK,' I grinned and clamped my cheeks on Pat's hardness. 'We're
fine.'

I knew he wanted me and I wanted him but we had all night. I managed to
drag him from the bed and we got dressed and went downstairs for our
teas. I'm glad to say that neither Micky or Lou said anything although they
obviously knew what we'd been upto. They were probably glad that we'd
clicked, I wondered if I was going to get a crack at Lou before the holiday
was over, I rather thought I would. He was good looking like Pat but much
more feminine, if Pat was the Tramp, Lou was the Lady. How's that for a
Disney placement? I should charge them.

The eveing dragged on, I just wanted to get back to bed with Pat and take
our budding relationship further but one had to go through the motions.

Hi there; Micky back in the chair.

'Do you think they'd be OK?' Lou asked as we went into the bedroom. I
didn't answer I just grabbed him by the waist and swung him around to face
me. I held his head firmly and gave him a nice solid kiss, as his lips
parted my tongue slipped in to meet his. 'The boys,' Lou reminded me with
his sweet smile as we parted.

'They'll be OK,' I reassured him. 'I don't think that kid brother of yours
is as innocent as he looks.'

'Time will tell,' he laughed and flopped onto the bed.

'They're out of the way at least,' I dropped onto the bed and straddled his
lithe body kissing his slender throat and moving back onto his mouth.

'God, I've missed you,' Lou groaned and his legs went up onto my back. A
good position for a full frontal but one needs to dispose of the clothing
first.

'I missed you too, Lou,' I felt his groin, he was hard, he was ready and so
was I. 'Let's get naked.'

'You read my mind,' he giggled and that was it.

We tussled about on the bed and finally I had him spread out beneath me,
this guy was a bottom plain and simple, he loved it. In fact, the only time
I'd seen him cum was when I'd fucked him or when I gave him a blow on a
couple of ocassions. We kissed gently and I lined up as he rested his
smooth calves on my back. 'You ready, Lou?'

'Fuck me hard, Micky,' he groaned and thrust his hips up. As he did I
rammed downwards and penetrated him with just the merest coating of precum
on the tip of my dick. He closed his eyes and gasped with a mixture of pain
and pleasure but I was in through his tight little ring and fucking my way
deeper into his delicious warmth. 'Yeah, that's it, harder ..... harder.'
He clung to me tightly as I savagely ripped into his smooth little boy's
bottom. I bottomed out and ground him into the bed and he just moaned and
kept whispering 'harder, harder.' As I said he was a bottom and he loved
it. I idly wondered how my Philip and Lou's brother were making out but
concentrated on the task in hand and that was giving this golden skinned
femme my babies.

I blasted a fantastic cum up into his tight little butt and he giggled and
wriggled on my spurting cock now well lubricated as it slowly slid in and
out of his spunk drenched tunnel.

'It get's better every time,' he gasped as I slipped free and attacked his
nipples with my lips and teeth.

'Good,' I gave him my extra special vampire leer and dived on his
erection. In fact, this Chinese guy was smaller than Philip but I didn't
care. I took his stumpy cock in my mouth and took it all in, my nose
tickled by his curly black pubics.

'I'm gonna shoot,' he thrust up into my mouth and I tasted his rich semen
as it splattered against the roof of my mouth and I swallowed it all
down. He always had a good cum but a good prefucking helped. In the end we
collapsed together snogging and cuddling. I could hear noise from Philip's
room so they were either having sex or a stand up fight, I was so knackered
I couldn't care less.

'How do you think they're getting on?' Lou asked anxiously.

'Well there's been no slamming doors so they're still in there together,' I
grinned at him. 'Perhaps your Patrick has a taste for boys, they say it
runs in families.'

'Maybe,' he grinned. 'If he has I'll make sure he does me before the end of
the week, his dick's bigger than mine.' He said this almost enviously.

'So's Philip's,' I grinned.

'In that case I'll have Philip for afters,' he laughed and rolled over onto
his belly. 'Do me again, Micky.'

'It'll take a bit of time,' I looked at the delicate curve of his applelike
buns and felt myself stiffening, maybe it wouldn't take that long after
all.

We had a brief snooze when it was all over but Lou seemed worried about his
brother, he seemed to think I was going to find a bloodbath when I checked
on the kids. I stood it until he was half way through sorting out the tea
and I went up. I was a bit concerned myself at the silence but no
worries. I cracked the bedroom door and peered around it. There they were,
just like the Babes in the Wood, snuggled up together with Patrick looking
very much like he was up and in Philip. Philip was laying there with a big
soppy grin on his face so he'd quite clearly got a result and a good one at
that.

I told them that Lou was preparing tea and to get their arses in gear. I'd
give them ten minutes and I'd be up there with a bucket of water, it seems
to work on dogs.

						..........

Hi there, changeover time, Philip back.

Lou made qhite a nice tea not that myself and Micky ever bothered with this
sort of meal, I always thought it was old fashioned English but it seemed
the Chinese pair were into regular meals and that included a late afternoon
tea. Mick and myself seemed to snack all day long and only have one main
meal a day and we called that supper being original.  Lou looked like he'd
been dragged through a hedge backwards, God knows what Micky had been doing
to him although I could guess.

Pat kept giving me litle glances as if he was worried what I was going to
say or even what they were going to ask but nothing was said. I must admit
I had trouble keeping my eyes off him, he was so absolutely yummy, I just
couldn't wait to get back into bed.

However we had to be good boys. A large part of the evening was spent with
Micky and Lou (who I was tempted to call Lulu) telling us about this place
Vale. It seemed pretty kosher, a pretty large site which they'd used
before. What excited them both was the fact that there was a quarry where
local boarders used and from what they were saying most of these kids
seemed to be putting it around. It was a difficult conversation as they
seemed not to want to say too much in front of Pat.

I thought I'd broaden the chat as Pat was looking a bit bored and I thought
the whole secrecy thing was a drag, let's face it we had sixty nined and if
we'd have had more time probably have made love.

'You saying some of these kids are on the game?' I broke into their
ramblings. 'Sorta rent boys.' Pat looked at me shocked for a minute and
laughed.

'Mostly free my love,' Mickey grinned. Poor old Lulu's face was a
picture. Her innocent little brother hearing all this filth. Come on .....

'So we might click with a couple of boys,' Pat provided. Good for him, he
was feeling his feet after only an afternoon in bed with your's truly. I
must be a good influence.

'I thought you were a good boy,' Lou sniffed very ladylike and then grinned
as if relieved. 'You and Philip must have hit it off this afternoon.'

'He led me astray,' Pat laughed.

'Didn't need much leading, handsome,' I draped my arm around his shoulder
and and we lay back in the sofa looking at the older pair.

'OK. then,' Micky took charge. 'Enough about the holiday, we'll get
everything organised tomorrow ready for a crack of dawn start on Saturday,
OK.'

'OK.' We all chorused. 'Drinkies and a bluey, how's that sound.' Mick stood
up and went into the kitchen, I looked at Pat and gave him a quick hug, I
just wanted to go to bed and let him fuck me to death ..... of course, I
wanted to fuck him but his satisfaction was my priority. Whatta load of
crap, I just wanted his thick Chinese cock up my bottom full stop.

The film was the Cadinot about the so called Sacred Heart School, no
surprises there. I'd seen it a couple of times and it was a good one but
Lou and quite obviously Pat hadn't seen it. I won't outline the plot as
Micky says it goes way back, they don't even do the condom bit and that
shows you. Good sex scenes though, excellent stuff. Looking down to Pat's
crotch I could see he was rising to the ocassion.

'Watch carefully, I'm going to be testing you later,' I whispered and he
had a fit of the giggles earning disapproving looks from the Boss man and
his Chinese Lady. Actually, I'm taking the piss out of Lou but he was
tasty, he was on my hit list of Chinese to be shagged over the holiday.

By the time the film was over and we'd downed a couple of cans it was
nearly ten and I was ready for bed unless Micky had something up his
sleeve. He never disappoints, he produced another film but this was an
American thing far more modern. I was getting bored to tears actually
watching the so called twinks with their bald heads, flabby guts and lard
arses but once again our Chinese chums seemed happy enough. Some of these
film makers don't seem to get the difference between a boy, a youth and a
young man, anyway, I digress. It was about midnight when we finally had a
tidy up and split. Micky took his mate away and Pat and myself ambled up to
our room.

'The 'parents' had dictated a nine o'clock rise and shine so we didn't have
to jump around too much in the morning.

'Whatcha think about the films, Pat?' I asked as we went into our room and
flopped out, me in the chair and he on the bed.

'Good,' he grinned tiredly. 'I liked the school one, far superior.'

'You've got taste .....'

'You said I tasted nice,' he laughed and flopped onto his back groping
himself and outlining his hardness in his jeans.

'You do,' I sprang up and crashed alongside. I pecked him on his smooth
cheek.

'You can do it on the mouth now that we are friends,' he turned to face me
and the next minute we were in an undignified scramble snogging like a pair
of auto snoggers ..... Mick says he's going to get me into Night School for
English Grammar. I told him, I do the action he finds the posh words. Start
again.

'I wanna make love to you tonight, Patrick,' I looked him in his dark eyes
and kissed the tip of his slightly tippy up nose.

'I wanna do you as well,' he replied. 'I'm not like Lou.'

'What's that mean?'

'Lou is a woman,' he avoided my gaze. 'He takes it but he doesn't return,
he admitted it this afternoon, he is what he called a bottom. Disgusting,
the shame of it.' He looked on the verge of tears.

'There's no shame,' I tried doing my 'reasonable Micky' bit. 'Different
people do different things, we can't all be big and butch.'

'Not you, that's for sure,' he laughed and pushed me. 'Mr Skinny but Nice,'
he forced me onto my back and I mean forced, he was one strong little
kid. 'Are we getting undressed,' he looked down at me and kissed me softly
on the lips.

'As long as you don't wear those boxers.'

'As long as you don't wear your Grandfather's t-shirt,' he laughed.

'It's a deal, I agreed. 'I rip your clothes off and you do mine.'

'OK,' he grinned eagerly. 'Let ripping commence ..... don't tear anything.'

I always thought Chinese were placid and rather over serious but Pat must
have been a one off. We had our battle of the clothing and he was laughing
and trying to tickle me all the way. By the time we were eventually naked
we were sweaty and knackered and just to add to the delight Micky had
knocked on the wall and told us to keep it down.

'You are so beautiful.' He'd allowed me to pin him down and I was butterfly
kissing up his strong chest and down onto his flat belly stopping short of
his jutting penis.

'A boy can't be beautiful,' he smiled tenderly and bent himself and nuzzled
at my neck, I could feel his hot hardness pressing against my leg, I could
also feel it smear my thigh, it was nearly time. 'I want to make love to
you, Philip, properly ..... I want to shag you.' He spoilt it a bit at the
end but the spirit was there.

'After that I get to do you,' I whispered and clasped his tight little
buns.

'You must be very gentle, I've never had anyone go this far with me
before.' I took that as a yes. I lay on my back holding his stare all the
way, I opened my legs and told him to kneel between them.

'Now it starts, Pat.' I reached up for him and he bent and kissed me, I
graped his super hard member and wanked it a couple of times, he was ready,
well and truly ready, he was on the verge of popping there and then. 'You
need to oil me up and inside a bit and put some on your stiffy too. It's
all down to lubrication.'

'You sound like the guy who looks after the Transit,' he laughed but
suddenly got serious when I handed him the pot of body oil from under the
pillow. I think he realised he was about to take his first bottom, he was
actually going to fuck with another boy.

'And take your fuckin' time.'

'Don't swear,' he said automatically and uncapped the oil. He put a finger
in and sniffed it. 'Smells nice,' he grinned and reached between my buns as
I lifted my legs to his golden skinned shoulders. I flinched as I felt his
cold fingers annoint me and then the gentle pressure as he prodded and one
finger slid inside.

'Aaah,' I clenched my teeth as his finger moved in and out squirming in my
gut. 'Yesssss.....'

'You like?' He grinned and started finger fucking me with a circular motion
as I'd told him earlier on.

'Yeah,' I looked at him and grinned. 'Two fingers are nicer.'

'I don't want to hurt you, Philip.'

'You won't, just take it easy ..... you know what comes after the two
fingers?'

'I can guess,' he carefully slipped his finger free and I felt the loss of
it but then it was replaced by the pair and I felt a sudden pain as my ring
accommodated the new slippery intrusion.

'Yes,' I grunted. 'Right in,' I grabbed his wrist and drew it closer to my
hole. In reply he delved deep stroking my prostate as he moved in and
out. 'Fuck me, Pat. Right now.'

God. I wanted him in me so bad, I could cry. I wanted his lovely hardness,
I wanted his smooth body and I wanted his handsome face close to mine as he
took me all the way. This time I was gonna be his enthusiastic bottom,
later I was going to take his virginity gently and as lovingly as I
could. I wanted him to remember me for a long, long time. His first boy.

He slowly removed his fingers and massaged oil into his hot cock, I took
one final look at the gleaming spike with it's dark red glans and closed my
eyes. I'd drummed it into him be gentle, take your time and my life was in
his hands in a manner of speaking.

I winced as I felt his blunt knob end push against my sphincter and then
the stretching which I should be used to be now. The familiar jerk and he
was in, I could feel his glans spread my ring and his beautiful cock which
felt like a log stretching me and filling me with that beatiful heat.

'You OK?' He stopped with about an inch of his hardness buried in me and it
was alright.

'All the way, take it slow,' I stroked his smooth hips and as he gained
depth in slow and gentle motions slid my hands onto his ultra satinny butt.

'You like my bum,' he snickered and started to slowly move in and out, I
felt the brush of his crisp pubics under my balls and then the final
shove. 'God, this is fantastic,' he groaned and shoved even harder as if
wishing to sink into my body.

'Just lay there a bit, Pat,' I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him,
this time it was the full tongue sandwich, no messing, any coyness he'd had
in the past was gone. He was now officially a fucker. 'Fuck me Pat
..... but do something for me.'

'Yeah. What?'

'When you cum, kiss me and look me in the eyes, I wanna look at you when
you cum inside me.'

'Silly cow,' he chuckled and started to move as I pressed my sweaty calves
onto the back of his strong boy's back.

It was wonderful, for a first timer he did everything right. Not too fast
and not too slow but just right his hot meat felt like a log inside me and
the pleasure was out of this world. Kevin fucked well but he wasn't a patch
on this fifteen year old Chinese kid. I had the funny thought my two boy
lovers had Irish names and one was a Surrey boy and the other Chinese. What
a small world ..... profound or what?

'I can't keep this going,' he gasped. 'I'm gonna cum.'

'Look at me,' I grasped him tightly and started into his beautiful brown
almond eyes as he grunted and I felt his thick cock seem to swell and then
the hot pumping as his boy juice splattered and splashed into my body.

'Yes, yes,' I groaned and kissed him hard and long as he sent jet after jet
of his thick creamy boy's spunk just where I wanted it. he slowly pumped
and he still kept spurting, God know's how much he came but I could feel
his movements become fluid as he fucked himself to a standstill on a
coating of his own cum, I could even feel it smearing my back as it
overflowed my passage. He'd done so well and I fuckin' loved him to
death. Sorry Micky, there's a New Kid on the Block.

We rolled onto our sides and gently kissed he was still rammed inside me
and I was in some sort of heaven.

'That was fantastic,' he smiled at me and kissed my nose. Dunno if it means
something in China but he did like snogging my hooter.

'You were good,' I grinned at him tiredly and clutched his firm young body
tightly. 'I'm gonna stuff you and keep you on the mantelpiece.

'Stuff maybe but no to the mantlepiece.' he grinned. 'You enjoyed that but
you're not a 'bottom' like Lou?' He looked at me slightly mystified.

'I enjoy giving and taking, as long as someone's having fun. If both are
having fun so much better.' It was hard to explain, he'd work it out in the
end, that is of course unless he found a girlfriend in a year or so.

'Good,' he gave his little giggle,' Because I'm getting hard again.' I knew
I could feel it rising inside me, stretching and filling, the randy little
sod was up for seconds.

'It'll be messy,' I warned him.

'Can I do you from the back?'

'I'm not that ugly,' I frowned at him. I knew what he meant though, this
was a new experience for him one of those once in a lifetime wonderful
moments and he wanted to pig out. 'Take it out gently, let me go and clear
out and I'll be back.'

'OK,' he gently slid free. 'Don't take too long,' he looked like a little
boy who had lost his new toy ..... I suppose he had. But just like Arny
Schwartzy, I'd be back. Damn right I would, as soon as my wobbly legs would
let me.

Mundane facts of life: I had a quick and rather messy abortion and a good
wash off, I took a warm soapy flannel and towel back with me and wiped off
his penis which was back in stiffy mode and his little nuggets and dried
him off.

'You can go a bit harder this time lover,' I rolled onto my tummy.

'What like rape,' he lay his warm body on me and nipped at the back of my
neck.

'Not like rape, Romeo. Just a bit more active if you like, I think you've
loosened me up. 'I put my arms up and grasped the pillow. Well I had asked
for it.

He slid his hardness into me gently enough but once he was in he went away
like an engine, he fucked me so hard I'd be sore for a week, well for a
couple of hours at least. He rammed my arse like he was trying to shove me
through the mattress, God knows what the guys next door thought but
fuckem. I shoved my bum up to meet his assault until I was very nearly
doggy and he clutched me like he was scared of me disappearing and rammed
and grunted hs way to his second climax. It wasn't as much as his first one
but he juiced OK, must be all that rice.

Gawd, we fell onto the bed in a sweaty, sticky mass, I was shagged and he
was knackered but the best was yet to come.

'Sorry, Philip. I lost it a bit,' he looked a bit sorry for himself.

'No matter,' I grinned at him. 'I liked it and when I get to the keyboard
I'll do you a daypass for the rest of the holiday.'

'Really,' he grinned and gazed at me. 'I love you, you know.'

'No you don't, Patrick.' I used his full name because this is always the
difficult bit. 'We've just had good sex and you lust me. We'll see how you
feel at the end of the holiday.

'I do,' he said stubbornly and clung to me, I kissed his sweaty face.

'A discussion for tomorrow,' I smiled and kissed him almost as a brother
(do brothers kiss?). 'Time to pay the piper.'

'What does that mean?' he looked curious.

'It means that it's payback time my little Chinese eggnog.'

'I was dreading this,' he pulled a face.

'I'll be gentle and if I hurt you or you want to stop tell me.'

'And will you,' he gave a half smile.

'Very doubtful once I get into your beautiful body.'

'Gently,' That's all he said as he lay on his back and gazed up at the
ceiling.

'On your side for the first time,' I coaxed him onto his side so that he
was facing away from me. I just prayed that I didn't fuck up on this one,
he meant far to much to me to hurt him in any way. If he told me to stop I
would. I'd probably go and commit suicide straight afterwards but I
promised myself I would stop if he asked me.

I contented myself with a bit of a kiss and a cuddle for starters but I
couldn't keep it up, I was too hard. The first step was to push him onto
his tummy and open his legs, I wanted to gaze at the prize and then slowly
oil him and loosen him until he felt no pain. He'd probably feel at bit at
the beginning but the point was to get into his lovely golden body and
hoped that he liked it, at least enough to go for seconds.

'Eeek.' He sounded like a little mouse as my oiled finger smeared across
his delicate pucker and annointed around the general area, a little prod
and he tightened up which is natural. Loads of soothing words and as he
slowly relaxed I slid my finger in to it's full length and we were away.

God he was so tight I thought his sphincter was going to nip my finger off
but I perservered loosening and oiling his delicious boy fanny.

'You're getting me hard again,' he whispered grinding his pelvis into the
bed.

'You may be up for thirds,' I grinned and kissed his flawless butt slowly
sliding my finger free. More oil and in again.

'Ouch,' he wriggled his sweet little bum but this time eased off straight
away as I slowly finger fucked him with two fingers trying to open them to
relax his tough little ring.

'Aaaaah,' he clutched the pillow and sobbed. I'd hit his prostate. More
confidently I began to delve deeper and deeper oiling and relaxing all the
way. My erection was dripping like a tap.

'Once I'm in you we'll roll onto our sides and you can get used to it
before we go any further.'

'Before we fuck,' he pointed out quite bluntly.

'That too, babes,' I kissed the back of his sweaty neck and slid my fingers
in as far as they could go into his fantastic heat and tightness.

'I can live with this,' he pushed back onto my probings. He was nearly
ready. I knelt between his outstretched legs and slowly wiped my slippery
glans up his crack from top to bottom. 'Ooooooer.' he shook like a jelly.I
slowly slid my fingers out and replaced them with my glans copiously
trickling precum, a gentle push and I was in, his cherry had gone and I
don't think he'd even noticed.

'Steady, Patrick.'

'That's it, innit,' he bucked and groaned but it was too late, I'd taken
him and he'd just realised it. 'Jeez, that hurts.'

'Steady, I'll stop.' I did, I froze with my weeping knob just inside his
ring, he was fully stretched this was the worst part of the first time and
he was mine. I knew it.

'A bit more,' he pushed up a little and that was it. We were away. I slid
about another inch or so into his incredibly tight heat and started to rock
slowly back wards and forwards. 'More,' he groaned and seemed to go limp as
I fed more of my rampant meat into his delicious boy bottom. I started to
move to and fro a little bit quicker and he pushed back up onto my
thrusts. 'I'll live,' he gave a shaky laugh and I slid the rest
in. Bottomed out, home and dry. I pushed my belly into the small of his
back and just lay there and savoured it. The warmth, the life, the feeling
of him around me and me firmly encased in his willing body.

'On our sides,' Pat.' We turned and I began to leisurely fuck his tight
little Chinese butt, one oily hand on his incredible hardness and he
started to move with me pushing back onto my thrusts. 'You OK with this,
lover?'

'Better than cleaning dishes.' he sniggered and pushed back really
hard. That was it, it was fuck time. Sod it, I rolled him onto his belly
and spread his legs wide. I then began to fuck hard and deep and he enjoyed
every minute of it. He had more in common with his brother than he'd
thought. When I climaxed it was like a searing, burning splashing and
spurting that almost made me faint. I felt myself void and go limp, the
next thing I remember was moving in and out on a coating of my own
spunk. His muscular arse clamped on me like a vice and seemed to milk me as
I slowly finished off. 'Jeez,' he panted. 'You cum forever.'

'Was a good one,' I agreed with a shaky laugh. A good one, it was fuckin'
fantastic and we had all night ahead of us. 'Your turn.'

'Relax,' he squeezed and relaxed on my limpening cock. 'I'm all squishy.'
He gave his little boy giggle and slid himself off me. he grabbed hold of
me and kissed like there was no tomorrow, I'm sure he was trying to get his
tongue down into my belly.

It seemed to be a night of never ending sex and the bit they don't talk
about, that is running in and out of the bathroom. I know I had him three
times and I think he did me four times, it was so sweaty and passionate I
actually lost count.

'Hello campers,' Micky's rather cheery voice woke me up,

'Looks like they pigged out,' Lou spoke up and sat on the opposite side of
the bed with his brother. Micky actually managed to get the coffee tray
between us without spilling any.

'When you've had your bath and cleaned up this mess.....'  My Micky was in
command mode. 'Lou is sorting out a breakfast. After that he and Patrick
are shopping for food and you and I, Muppetkid, are going down the camping
shop.'

'Right,' I grinned up and shuffled into Pat's warmth.

'Can we assume that you're a little more than good friends now?' Lou was
doing his Chinese camp bit.

'Much more,' Patrick smiled and I felt his hand drift across my thigh and
rest on my completely dead penis.

'Excellent,' Micky looked at me and grinned. 'I knew you two would get on
alright.'

Micky, my man. That was the understatement of the year.

'Right Lou, let's leave the love birds alone,' he stood and looked down at
us both. 'We can talk about wife swopping over breakfast.' They left us to
it without another word.

'Told you,' I cuddled up to my teeny lover.

'You did, he agreed. 'How big did you say Micky was?'

'Six plus, maybe seven.'

'Ooooer,' he giggled. 'But this is only a one off?'

'Yeah, I told you it was coming but Saturday night we've got our little
snuggery in the caravan ... just you and me.'

'Yeah,' he laughed. 'Better look after the wrinklies then we can snare some
of these kids they were on about last night.'

Jeeezus .... in less than twenty four hours he'd fucked me, I'd fucked him,
he'd calmly accepted wife swapping and now he was on about swagging
schoolies on holiday. The next ten days should be fun with the Oversexed
Chinese Cracker from the Planet Takeaway. We could be going home on life
support.

The day worked out as planned, the Chinese pair went and did what seemed to
be a mountain of shopping and Micky and myself went down the camping shop
getting odds and sods. I didn't say anything but it looked like we were
kitting out for a bondage party.

The day wore on and in the evening we watched some television and another
bluey then it was time for bed. We were under starter's orders for a eight
o'clock departure so we needed to get up around seven.

					..........

Hi, this is Patrick.

I don't know why I'm doing this but Philip talked me into it. Apparently he
and his boyfriend have been writing this way with various others over the
last month or so and he wanted me to have a go. I don't mind as I shouldn't
think too many of my friends read Nifty and if they did it would be a
million to one of them finding this particular story.

Here we were Friday night and it was bedtime. I wasn't too happy about
having to sleep in with Micky but Philip said it was a one off and he
wanted to give my brother babies as he so elegantly put it.  I couldn't
begrudge him, I was in love. After tonight we'd have the rest of the
holiday together. I looked upon it a bit like paying rent. Anyway, I was
even having really evil thoughts of having sex with Lou, espcially as I now
knew he was totally passive. I know it's a bit sick wanting to fuck you're
own elder brother but I'm a boy, I've got hormones to satisfy.

'See you tomorrow,' Philip came over and kissed me long and hard. ''Give
the old boy some stick for me,' he whispered and laughed as he grabbed
Lou's hand and dragged my startled brother up the stairs to the bedroom.

'So you and Phil had a good night?' Mick had put his hands on my waist and
pulled me in close. I could feel his hardness pressing though our clothing
as he pressed against my bottom.

'Yeah,' I choked as I felt his warm lips on my neck. 'I hope you enjoy
tonight,' he nibbled my ear and I could feel my penis stiffening. I felt a
bit disgusted, one night with my Philip and I was anybody's, I was turning
into a slut.

'Let's go to bed,' Mick turned out the lights and we headed upstairs. I
just hoped that he didn't go all night like Philip, we had a long drive
ahead.

In the bedroom Mick turned off the light just leaving the room illuminated
by the bedside light. 'Sit on the bed,' he spoke quietly. 'I want to
undress you.'

I did as I was told, I just wanted to see his big dick. Philip had told me
that he was very gentle so I wasn't to worried about being assaulted or
forced. I just wanted us both to enjoy, pain and stress are for wierdos.

'God you are so nice,' Mick kissed my chest and my exposed nipples as he
removed my t-shirt and unclipped my jeans. It was nice to be flattered all
the time, I was beginning to enjoy it. I took a feel of his penis and he
was hard and compared to Philip he was huge. I was a bit worried but he
kissed me on the lips and then we were rolling about on the bed basically
undressing each other. He had a nice body for a twenty year old, much more
muscular and manly than Lou ..... which wasn't hard, I might add.

He finally spread me naked on the bed and started to kiss my legs all the
way upto my scrotum and then down again. He avoided my jerking hardness and
flipped me over, I thought he was being a bit hurried but I nearly passed
out when I felt his lips on my bum and his slippery tongue probing at my
crack, I couldn't believe what he was doing. He was licking between my
cheeks and flathanding them apart then actually licking my
bumhole. Disgusting but what a turnon, I was as hard as a rock and I could
feel precum at the end of my cock, he was really pushing my buttons.

'Yeah, nice,' I felt a finger slip inside me just like Philip had done.

'Don't stop,' I moaned despising myself but pushing up onto his slowly
moving finger eager for his big cock.

'Eager?' he chuckled.

'Philip corrupted me,' I grinned into the pillow as I felt his spittle
smear across my sphincter and his finger stir at my back muscle easing the
passage.

I felt a bulge force my cheeks apart and spread my legs, he was obviously
missing the two finger bit but I was relieved to feel that he was well
oiled. His warm lips and breath were on the back of my neck as I felt his
spongy lump push against my ring and then a brief pain as it yielded and
then the feeling of being massively filled.

'God,' I croaked and clutched the pillow.

'You OK,' he sounded worried and froze with his glans just inside me.

'Yeah,' I turned my head and felt the feather of his lips on my
cheek. 'Take it easy.'

'I wouldn't hurt you for the world,' he nibbled my ear. He seemed to have a
thing about ears. Another push and there was more in me really opening me
up much more than Philip had and then he started to slowly move in and out.

I felt better once his glans was inside me, I mean to say, that was the
bulgy bit and the oil and his precum made it all so easy. I clamped as he
moved out and tried to relax as he moved in. I'd rather be in bed with my
Philip but this is what the sixteen year old called 'paying the dues,' I
called it 'droit de seigneur', it all added up to the same thing.

'Yeah,' I pushed up absorbing more of him, I was comfortable now as his big
cock moved in and out quite easily opening me up and really fucking me
bigtime.

'Good,' he munched the back of my neck as he smoothly fucked me almost
slipping his full length out of my body and then thrusting it back in
again. He was determined to make it last more so than Philip who seemed to
cum in a panic. Mick made his fuck last and he was really pumping me up, I
nearly had a fit of the giggles as I realised the bed was creaking, they
must have heard everything in the next room but no doubt they were busy.

'Yeah, yeah,' Mick grunted thrusting deep and hard, I knew that he was near
to his climax and I forced my bottom up into a 'doggy' as Philip calls
it. 'Gawd,' Mick held my sweaty hips and I felt his big cock burrow deep
and then seemed to swell and explode. I could see why Philip was in love,
Mick just spunked and spunked. I could feel his hot juice in me and then
trickling down my legs, he'd filled up my back passage and then
some. Exhausted we fell back onto the bed and he turned before his weight
crushed me. 'That was so good, Pat,' he murmured and nuzzled at my ear.

'Glad you're happy, sir,' I ground my bum back onto his limpening sex. Talk
about squishy, it was more like soggy, it was nice in a disgusting sort of
way. 'I gotta go to the loo,' I carefully slid from him feeling his cum
between my legs. I tottered from the room on wobbly legs. I felt fucked, I
was fucked.

I must have been in ther a good ten minutes and when I came back Mick was
laying on his side and he just grinned at me. 'OK, Pat?'

'Fine,' I smiled back, as Philip would say, payback time

Mick eyed my erection and flopped onto his back. 'You gonna use that or
just wave it around.'

'Use it,' I laughed and jumped on the bed nearly collapsing the damn thing.

'That's my boy,' Mick grabbed me and wrestled me betweeen his legs as he
kicked the bedding down. I felt his strong legs go around me and he
squeezed the breath from me like in one of those wrestling moves. 'Put
something on it.' I found a blue tube in my hand, Mick, it seemed, was
ready willing and able.

God I was so hard and this was a man, I'd done it with a boy and loved it
and now I was doing it with a twenty year old and enjoying it just as
much. I pushed up and slid into his warm tunnel, he clamped his muscular
butt on me and I fucked. Oh, how I fucked. With the slightly built Philip
it had been loving and slow, something to treasure. With Mick it was just a
fuck, hard and fast. I was determined there and then I was going to have
big brother Loius before the holiday was out, he liked being a bottom and I
loved being a top. It was fun.

'Ah, Micky, this is great.'

'Go for it, harder, faster ..... I ain't skinny Phil you know.'

I took him at his word, I plunged and lunged into his solid body, my cock
was on fire and I could feel it coming, the little death.

'Aaaah,' I rammed up in deeped and hard. God how I squirted and spurted, I
could feel my climax shooting into his bum in searing bursts and then it
was all over. His legs slid down my sweaty back and he cuddled me stroking
my tight arse. Everybody was in love with my bum, God knows why.

'Sleep, Rambo,' he chuckled and kissed me tenderly as I slipped
free. 'Cuddle up, we've got an early start in the morning.'

I woke up in the morning and it was just getting light, Mick had
disappeared but he had put the fire on. I was disappointed, I was as hard
as a rock so I pushed the bedding down and lay there gently playing with it
and rather hoping someone was going to come in.

'Good morning.' Shit. It was brother Lou. I hurriedly tried to cover myself
but he laughed and sat on the bed alongside me. 'What I've been missing all
these years,' he grinned and gently lifted my hands away and gazed at my
erection.

'You should have asked,' I grinned at him, I was hoping he was going to do
something for me. I really was so hard it was aching, I'd gotten myself a
taste for it.

'Can I have your cock, brother dear?'  Before I could say anything his
mouth was down over it and I could feel his tongue caress the glans and his
lips slowly move up and down.

'Lou,' I groaned and grabbed his overlong hair. He reached under me and
clasped my buns. So, what's new.

'Great arse,' he chuckled around my stiffy. 'I could break the habit of a
lifetime.'

'Yeah, yeah,' I grinned. I knew what he was really after and it wasn't my
bottom. He was a marvellous blower if that's the term, he was brilliant,
his tongue bathed and then flickered around my straining glans and then he
took me right in, his nose was in my pubics, God knows how he breathed.

Suddenly he let me go and sat up, he was on heat, I could se it in his
eyes.

'Mick and Phillip are loading their van, I am doing breakfast in twenty
minutes.' He stood and dropped his jeans, I noticed that he was barefooted
before he peeled his shirt off.

'Twenty minutes,' I laughed. 'It won't take that long.'

'I know,' he peeled off his skimpies and jumped onto the bed and I felt his
warm smoothness against mine. 'Quick and hard, Patrick. Do me quick and
hard.'

'One always obeys the senior members on one's family so I got up and knelt
between his legs. I knew I couldn't damage him, if he could take Mick's
schlong he could manage my little cock. I positioned myself and thrust into
his well used bottom, grunting and groaning as I bottomed out with my belly
against his back my pubics crushed against his wonderfully soft bottom.

'Nice one,' he grunted and pushed up against my sex, I could feel his
tightness and heat around my straining erection and just about raped him
there and then. No finesse, no charm just a brutal fuck and he loved it,
moaning and groaning and pushing his ever so willing butt up onto my
assault.

It was a good one, I flooded him, I could feel my spunk coated cock gliding
in and out of his battered butt, quite easily as I lazily finished off with
a final squirt of my boy juice.

'Now that we have to do again,' he grinned as I slid free.

'Anytime, brother dear,' I camped and he laughed. 'I'll give you a hand
with breakfast.'

I got a loving peck from Phillip when he came in, they'd packed their van
so all we had to do was eat our breakfast which Lou and I had prepared and
we were on our way to the West Country. Apparently Mick was born down that
way and he certainly favours it above the Home Counties. When I asked him
why he didn't live down there without trying to be nosy or offensive he
just told me it was the lack of work. It took him a little more time to
explain that he was born there but he'd been brought up in London which was
another factor.

Anyway, we were off and we were half an hour in front of our
schedule. Mick's place was all locked up and neighbours and the Club had
promised to keep an eye on it. It was soon apparent that our Transit was
going to leave Mick and Phillip well to the rear, the Bedford just couldn't
keep up. We kept in touch by mobile and met up at Fleet Service Station. If
we travelled at the speed of the Bedford Rascal we wouldn't get there until
mid afternoon and the guy was going to be there with the keys at noon.

We didn't go into Fleet itself but just rendezvoused in the car park.

'You'd better press on at flank speed,' Mick looked at Lou. 'I'll get there
when I arrive, I didn't realise the beast was so useless,' he kicked the
side of his old van.

'You're right, at least we can have food sorted,' Lou grinned. 'We can have
a look at the quarry too.'

'Can't Phillip come with us.' I know I sounded like a child but I could see
from the expression on Philip's face he didn't fancy being a tail end
charlie or whatever.

						..........

Hi there, Philip telling the story again.

'Don't see why not,' Micky grinned. 'He's driving me potty with his moaning
anyway, at least I can listen to the radio in peace.'

Well done Patrick, I owe you for that one. I was going to suggest it myself
but I thought that Micky would have got upset. I clambered into the Transit
with the two Chinese and we were away with Micky tailing. You noticed the
difference straight away, once we were on the Motorway again the Tranny
took off like a rocket. Looking out of the rear window I could see Micky
and his little Bedford disappear, not suprising really, we were doing well
over seventy and there was room for more.

The Tranny was a three seater and I was in the middle, I let my hand drift
onto Patrick's jean clad thigh and stroked the smooth material. He put his
arm around my shoulder and I felt his thick bristly hair as he leant
against me.

'Why don't you two get in the back,' Lou spoke out of the blue. 'This is a
four hour run and I don't want to get stopped for a couple of schoolies
snogging.'

'How do we get in,' Patrick asked. 'We can't climb over the seat.'

'When I stop, get in the back very quickly,' Lou indicated and started to
draw into the hard shoulder.

Done and dusted in two minutes flat. Patrick and myself spread a load of
blankets and duvets and kicking our trainers off flopped out, the hum of
the tyres on the tamac and the movement was quite relaxing. He held me by
the waist and kised me fully on the lips.

'Enjoy last night?' I asked Pat.

'Not as much as the night before,' He whispered and laughed, I knew exactly
what he meant, Lou was alright but he was so passive. As far as I was
concerned I'd settle for my Spunky Boi Patrick anytime.

'You up for it,' Patrick whispered and fondled my groin, needless to say
Phillip Junior was already on the highest alert.

'You ain't gonna peep, brother dear,' Patrick shouted forward.

'I got to watch the road,' Lou laughed and then pulled across a curtain I
hadn't noticed before.

'There you go,' Patrick unclipped my waistband and tugged down my
zip. 'Yum, yum.' God the kid was a sex maniac. I didn't want to get left
behind, it was warm in the back of the van and I soon had his jeans around
his ankles which he kicked off and we lay there in our boxers both
displaying the outline of our assets.

'Yum, yum, indeedy,' I held his warm golden skinned body running my hand up
and down his firm smoothness sliding my hands into the back of his boxers
and cupping his beautiful bubble buns,

'Mmmm,' he pressed against me and I could feel his hardness mashing against
mine, he followed my example and I could feel his strong hands clasp my
buns.

'Let's get naked,' I mumbled. Why not? The boxers were just a
nuisance. God, I loved his thick cock as it slipped against mine and then I
let him slip it between my legs. I could feel his heart in his chest and
the twitch from his meat, more importantly I could feel the dampness of
precum from both of us.

'I want you, Phillip,' he rasped and flattened me on the bedding his lips
hot against mine, his sex even hotter against my own.

'Gently,' I groaned and lifted my legs and placed them onto his shoulders
as he knelt between my legs. I wanted my China boi in me like right now, I
wanted to feel his hard flesh and his hot spurtings. I wanted him to fuck
me senseless.

'Yesssssss.......' Pat hissed as his blunt glans slipery with precum and
sweat nudged at my sphincter and then with a gentle push pierced me and
entered my body.

'Oooh, Pat. Yes.' I clamped my bottom on his intrusion and then relaxed as
he began to rock backwards and forwards sinking more and more of his
delicious boy meat in my tight bum. Got to be tight, he told me so.

'Nice,' he grinned down at me in the gloom of the van's interior. I could
smell stale Chines food and the more recent stuff but the only smell I was
interested in was his bath shampoo and the slightest of boy funks. The
beautiful aroma of a teenager on heat. His rigid shaft dug deeper and
deeper as he slowly penetrated me filling and satisfying the itch I seemed
to have whenever I saw him. 'Yessss!. He grinned triumpantly as his crisp
black pubics mashed up against my ballsac. I had his golden shaft in me,
the whole nine yards or more properly the five and a bit inches. His shaft
filled my passage and his weeping glans was up in my belly somewhere and
now he was fucking me. His arms were in the pressup position and he humped
me deep and hard, at the end of each motion he corkscrewed as if trying to
reach every corner of my body. I just kissed his lips, his face, even his
shoulders as he moved up and down filling me with his hot boyhood at every
thrust.

'Oh, my Gawd,' I gasped and held his sweating well muscled body. He was so
fuckin' beautiful my mind was beginning to feel like a stuck CD. Beautiful,
beautiful, handsome, handsome.........

'I'm, cuming,' he gasped and rammed up so hard he shook my teeth and then
he exploded, I held him so closely and so tight as I felt his hardness and
his heat swell and pump inside me. My sweet Pat came like a
donkey. Squishy, squoshy, I was a mess, I could feel his sticky spunk
between us and grinned up at him as he smiled tiredly clearly well pleased
with himself.  'That was a good 'un,' he gave a little dig and slid his
spunk stained and softening cock out of me accompanied with a trickle of
his cum.

'It's always a good one with you lover,' I murmured and held his sweat
soaked body.

'You are such a pair of tarts,' Lou laughingly remarked from the front of
the van. 'I hope to hell you're going to be quieter in the caravan.'

'Bollocks.' That was Pat's less than original reply. I kept quiet, it
doesn't do to come between brothers.

'Your turn,' Pat rolled onto his side and pushed his tight little buns
against my hips. I was knackerd but how could I refuse.

I turned onto my side and guided my sweaty and precum coated hardness
between his cheeks and slowly pushed. He gave a shuddering sigh and pushed
back against me and my penis was engulfed by his warm body. It was so easy
but then again he'd had Micky last night. I felt a pang of jealously and
dismissed it, he was mine now. Him and me in the Transit not forgetting the
spy in the cab of course.

I fucked him leisurely and gently, lots of kissing lots of pressing my
sweat against his and in the end I came spurting my sweet juice into his
tight tunnel and he loved it pushing back and moaning as I voided my love
into his beautiful (there I go again) body.

'That was so nice,' he whispered as I slipped out. He turned and we
wallowed in our mixture of sweat and spilt cum. We writhed about and kissed
like a pair of eels on heat until we slowed down and eventally dozed,
lulled by the sound of the radio from the front and the hiss of the tyres
on the tarmac as the van eat the miles away to our holiday.


				  THE END


This will be continued in LIFE WITH PHILIP 6

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