Date: Mon, 9 Mar 2009 09:35:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Lord Upcock Lord Upcock's Darlings By Beautiful Creamer Nigel Moistbum waited patiently for the limousine that, for the past six weeks, had picked him up from school each day. Sometimes it took him home. Sometimes it took him to Upcock Manor. There didn't seem to be a pattern. Nigel definitely preferred going to Upcock Manor, especially on the days when Leslie Plushbottom was there. Nigel loved Leslie. Leslie loved Nigel. Both sweet, lovely, twelve-year-old boys loved Lord Upcock. Nigel wished the three of them could spend every afternoon together, but that wasn't Lord Upcock's plan. And he was definitely the boss. Along with his no-nonsense assistant, Matron Maryann. At least Nigel and Leslie had spent every weekend together since they had started going to Upcock Manor. Two spunk-filled, blissful days each week for the beautiful young lovers. Mmmmmm. What luck it was that Matron Maryann had spotted Nigel two months earlier and negotiated that fine "accommodation" with Nigel's Mum. What luck for Mrs. Moistbum, who as a working-class single Mum was living paycheck to paycheck before the "accommodation." Now Nigel and Mum lived in a lovely four-bedroom flat in a good neighborhood -- fully paid for, including taxes for 30 years, as well as a sizable, long-term income and trust-fund for Nigel. All for doing what Nigel discovered was the one thing in life that he enjoyed most. Which was what everyone pretty much enjoys doing most, though Nigel would have never imagined any of it until he met Leslie and Lord Upcock on that lovely day that he now considered the first real day of his life. Roscoe, Nigel's regular driver, picked him up and greeted him cheerily as he always did, regardless of the destination. And, as he always did, Nigel got into the car and waited to hear of his day's assignment. Roscoe smiled and said, "Lord Upcock it is today. With your favorite nancyboy Leslie." Nigel's little cock twitched. And he smiled. It would be a great afternoon. Across town, at another school, Leslie was receiving the same news from Trevor, his regular driver, and greeting it with equal enthusiasm. He was thrilled at the prospect of an afternoon with his lovers Nigel and Lord Upcock. Not that it mattered to Leslie's Mum. Mrs. Plushbottom was just delighted at her new and totally unexpected prosperity. If it meant her son turned into a little pouffer, well, that was a small price to pay, wasn't it? She certainly didn't mind hosting those all-weekend "get-togethers" with her son and that Nigel boy. They were no trouble. Spent the whole weekend in Leslie's room. Making odd sounds and powerful smells. Leslie was especially happy that Nigel would be his fellow "afternoon boy" that day. They were most commonly paired together, since observing boys who were truly, hotly in love, was very exciting to Lord Upcock. But now and then, his lordship would mix him in with some other boys. Which wasn't all bad. Every one of "Lord Upcock's Darlings," as he called them, was a delicious little love angel. And randy as blazes. So a trip to Upcock Manor was always paradise. But Leslie and Nigel had sworn eternal love. Six whole weeks later, their pact was holding. Leslie tried not to think too much about the hot loving he knew was imminent, since "ready and randy" was his lordship's first and most rigorously enforced rule. No "sperm-spilling" before joining Lord Upcock. Nigel and Leslie had broken that rule during their second week together. And paid dearly. It seemed that the little dolls arrived at Upcock Manor one afternoon and, too randy to heed Matron Maryann's rules, had kissed and rubbed each other to squealing, spunking climaxes. Before seeing Lord Upcock! Well... Matron Maryann was NOT amused. She stripped the brazen little transgressors naked and proceeded to spank them, in turn, and repeatedly, for what seemed to be forever. Which wasn't the worst of it. First, they never even got to see Lord Upcock that day. Then, Matron Maryann personally escorted the two sinners home and described their offenses to their mothers. Which engendered a second, harder thrashing from the enraged mums. Worst of all, perhaps, the next day after school, there were no limos to pick up the boys. Was the best thing that had ever happened to Nigel and Leslie over? Despair! On the third day, the limo appeared, but only to take them home. On the fourth day, the boys were taken to Upcock Manor, where they were greeted by a smug Matron Maryann, who spoke no more of the "incident." Since then, the boys remained "ready and randy" for Lord Upcock, steering clear of their lovers until summoned to his lordship's presence. The day of our story, the boys arrived at the same time, were greeted by Matron Maryann, nodded at each other and went off to separate showers and dressing rooms. After a chaste shower, Nigel went to the appointed table to find his "outfit du jour." The boys always wore matching outfits and like everything else at Upcock Manor, were unpredictable. Most common were very brief panties in many varieties. Some days there were little cowboy outfits or even just maryjane shoes and frilly socks. That day was a little 3x5 card that said merely, "Starkers." So jaybird naked was today's outfit. Nigel was fine with that. He was proud of his body. And with good reason. Slim and pink. With a plump, naughty bottom that men would commit crimes against nature just to lick. Large, dark, pouty nipples that ached for men's kisses. Pink, pretty, little "boy's things" that dangled saucily in lewd invitation to the world's men. Most strikingly, Nigel had a truly gorgeous face. Big, sensuous eyes that promised intense carnality to a man lucky enough to strike the boy's fancy. Nigel reported to Matron Maryann to find an equally naked and equally exquisite Leslie already present for duty. Nigel erected fiercely. He couldn't help it. Leslie was just too delicious and he loved him so. A sympathetic Matron Maryann moved things along before "readiness" declined. The two angels followed Matron Maryann to Lord Upcock's bedroom door. Leslie and Nigel were frightfully excited and eager to see the man they loved. Matron Maryann knocked twice softly and said, "Your lordship, your afternoon boys are here." [Pause] "Thank you, Matron Maryann. Come in, please." Matron Maryann opened the door, allowed the two naked cuties access, and left. The boys ran up to Lord Upcock, squealing and giggling with delight as they embraced his lordship. Lord Upcock stroked the boys' bare bottoms, one with each hand, as he alternately kissed them and told them he loved them. Lord Upcock was a fine figure of peerage virility. Nearly fifty years old, with the fitness and vigor of a much younger man. He was strikingly handsome, with a kindly face that boys found comforting. His lordship was wearing his usual fluffy robe, which concealed what the boys knew to be his best feature -- a massive "boypleaser!" Eight-and-a-half colossal inches of cock, attended by orange-size testicles in a wrinkled, hairy bag. Lovely "man parts!" Which hadn't shown themselves quite yet. His lordship liked a bit of a show first. "My darlings," he said to the steamed-up angels, "why don't you relieve each other's tensions a bit while I observe." Nigel and Leslie enjoyed this part of the afternoon a lot. It was so exciting to make steamy love to a pretty boy while a man watched. And the poor little creampuffs were in a major "state" by that time. Nigel took the role of master-of-ceremonies, leading his lover Leslie to the room's couch and seating Leslie and himself at opposite ends. An odd beginning, Lord Upcock thought as he sat in his easy chair. He would have thought things would have kicked off with a bit of deep-tongue kissing. But this was interesting. Nigel extended his pretty feet so that they were rubbing against his love's tiny, erect cock. Skillfully and erotically, Nigel used his pink toes to tease and please Leslie's foreskin and tender knoblet until the little doll was squeaking with lust. Inevitably, Nigel's erotic attentions made the poor, overheated Leslie give up his cream. The anguished boy joyfully spurted six thick globs of proof that he was "ready and randy" for his lordship. Some of "love's elixir" ended up on Leslie's pink tummy, but a good deal of it coated both of Nigel's pretty feet. Which brought Lord Upcock into an active role. Just as Nigel had planned. Lord Upcock loved everything about Nigel and Leslie, but he seemed to have a particular fetish for their sweet toes. The sight of those darling digits adorned with puerile sperm was too much for his lordship. He removed his robe, revealing his magnificent nudity, sank to his knees, and feasted on Nigel's cum-drenched tootsies. Making poor Nigel squeal and ache for release. When his lordship's raging lust had been sated for the moment, he asked Leslie to return the favor Nigel had just performed. Leslie tickled and teased Nigel's penis with his feet so deliciously, that Nigel "gave it up" in short order. Bathing Leslie's feet with sweet, hot cream -- which Lord Upcock immediately dove into and devoured before it had cooled. The boys had cum once at that point. His lordship, who lay on the bed on his back, was very stiff and very achy for release. Nigel sank to his knees by his lordship's right hip and lovingly took the man's thick cock into his boyish mouth. Meanwhile, Leslie retrieved a bottle of Spermbutt anal lubricant from the nightstand and was using it, and his fingers, to lubricate and dilate his bottomhole for a good, stiff fucking. Nigel was careful not to let his lordship cum -- he merely sucked him for excitement as his co-sissyboy prepared for his "ride to paradise." When Leslie was ready, Nigel stopped sucking and moved over to allow Leslie room to maneuver. Leslie straddled his lordship's hips, faced the man's head, and carefully placed "The Beast," as the boys called, it at the entrance of his anus. Slowly, wincing a bit as he proceeded, Leslie sat on his lordship's fat cock. Inch by inch. Gasping with pain and pleasure as he pleased his man. Nigel's role was co-equal. He straddled Lord Upcock's shoulders, face-to-face with Leslie, and eased his anus over his lordship's mouth. Giving the man full access to the world's tastiest treat. Lord Upcock accepted the invitation to the banquet. He entered Nigel with his tongue, making the boy grunt with pleasure, then began a deep invasion of the boy's secret place. The boys were half-mad with pleasure as they leaned toward each other and began to kiss. With lots of wet tongue. And deep passion. Nigel being eaten out as Leslie was being fucked. Lust steamed from the trio in almost visible waves. Leslie spurted first. Dousing his lordship's hairy chest and even Nigel's boy things with two long heaves as well. That set Lord Upcock off, making him shudder and empty his aching testicles deeply within Leslie's sweet bowels. The general shimmer of lust kick-started Nigel into a screaming anal orgasm as well. Messy. Delicious. The lovers fell into an exhausted heap. Insensible for several minutes until Nigel set about sucking Lord Upcock's cock to get it ready its visit to his bottom. Leslie did his part by kissing his lordship's open mouth very sexily, practically licking the man's tonsils. Lord Upcock's Beast recovered nicely and gave Nigel a four-star, doggie-style fuck as Leslie knelt behind his lordship, licking the man's anus as he fucked Nigel. They were very accommodating lads, those afternoon boys. After that little preview of heaven, Lord Upcock was done for the afternoon, but half-stiffened as he watched Nigel and Leslie sixty-nine to a very messy conclusion. The boys were eager to coax one last fuck from their man, but he wouldn't have it. Was he saving himself? Did he have "evening boys?" Or even [gasp] "morning boys?" Leslie and Nigel were certain that Lord Upcock had weekend boys. The man couldn't go without sex for two days a week -- he would dissolve! Were they jealous? A little. But all in all, they had little to complain about. They kissed Lord Upcock goodbye, told him truly that they loved him, which he truly reciprocated, then left. As was their custom, Nigel rode in the front seat with Roscoe on the way home and gave his driver a nice, long, slow, wet blowjob. Roscoe filled Nigel's mouth with a large portion of man's cream, thanked the pretty boy, kissed him and said goodbye. Leslie was equally generous to Trevor. The boys didn't want to stray too far from their working-class roots after all. Plus, they liked man's cream. Which would never be in short supply around Lord Upcock's boys. More about Lord Upcock and his harem in part two. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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