Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 10:26:18 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Me and my bum part 5

ME AND MY BUM, PART  FIVE.

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actual persons,  places, events and/or situations is purely coincidental. This
story includes  descriptions of homosexual sex. If this offends you or if it is
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So Joe started to slowly ease his  softening cock from my battered arsehole
until it fell out with a loud plop and  I gave a long wet fart. After giggling
I opened my legs wide, pulled my soft  cock up under my belly and looked back.
Joe was on his knees between my legs and  his head was dropping between the
back of my thighs as he pulled my arse-cheeks  apart. And when I felt his
tongue run across my tender pucker I shuddered with  pleasure. Ian had his head in
Joe's groin and was obviously cleaning Joe's cock.  Joe put the tips of two
fingers into my arsehole and pushed against my sphincter  keeping it open.
"Paul if this is hurting I'll  remove my fingers, but if it's OK it means I
can get my tongue further inside  your arsehole."
I was quite tired and I yawned  before I replied.
"It's OK Joe; I'll let you know if  I want you to stop."
I folded my arms, laid my head on  them and gave myself up to the delicious
sensations emanating from my arsehole  as Joe lapped at it. Then I heard Ian
tell Joe to keep my sphincter open and to  let him suck as much of the mancum
mix out of my arsehole that he could. Joe  manoeuvred himself around, still on
his knees, until he was straddling my body  facing my bum; his fingers still
keeping my battered sphincter open. I shivered  when Ian ran his tongue around
the edge of my arsehole lapping at the exposed  red flesh. Then he clamped his
mouth around my arsehole and began to suck the  mancum mix from my body as he
poked his tongue into my gaping arsehole and  licked all around my colon
walls. It felt incredible and I could feel my cock  stiffening against my body. By
the time Ian had got as much of the mancum mix  out that he could I had a
raging hard-on. Joe eased his fingers out of my  arsehole and gently stroked my
small hard hairless  buttocks.
"Do you want to share the mancum  Ian's kept back Paul?"
I rolled onto my back and sat up  with my legs apart.
"Oh yes please  Joe!"
Ian and Joe moved up to me on  their knees.
"Looks like you've got another  load of boycum to give up too Paul!"
I  giggled.
"Looks  like!"
"Right, I'll suck you off while  you and Ian share mancum."
Ian embraced me and we kissed open  mouthed passing the mancum mix back and
forth. At the same time Joe eased my  foreskin fully back before sucking on my
knob and attacking it with his tongue.  Then he pushed a hand between my legs
and gentle caressed my pucker with two  fingers causing me to shiver with
pleasure. After a couple of minutes Ian and I  had swallowed all of the mancum mix
but we continued to kiss. Joe's fingers,  mouth and tongue were working
wonders and I felt another orgasm building; and I  gasped into Ian's mouth.
"Yes, yes! I'm gonna cum  again."
And my watery boycum started to  shoot into Joe's mouth. I didn't cum much; I
'd cum a lot already. Joe squeezed  the last drops from my cock then he moved
up the bed and we had a three-way snog  sharing my boycum. When we broke
apart I gave an almighty  yawn.
"Bedtime for you young man, we've  got an early start in the morning."
Ian turned to Joe.
"I'll go and start to run Paul's  bath Joe, you bring him into the bathroom."

Joe and I had another loving kiss  then Joe got off the bed, he scooped me up
and threw me over his broad shoulder  into a fireman's lift and carried me
into the bathroom, softly caressing my  buttocks as he walked. He sat me down in
the bath which was half full and  filling. Then as I relaxed he and Ian
showered. When they'd done Ian dried off  and headed for the kitchen while Joe
lifted me out of the bath and stood me  under the shower. Joe very carefully gave
me an enema, when he'd finished I  showered and then we dried each other off
and Joe applied a load of ointment to  my tender arsehole. He picked me up and
I threw my arms around his neck and my  legs around his waist, Joe cupped a
buttock in each hand and he carried me to  the kitchen. I felt so safe, so
loved, so secure in Joe's strong embrace. After  supper, another load of nourishing
beef stew, Joe carried me to their bedroom  and put me to bed. We kissed
briefly but lovingly, and then Joe went to watch  some TV with Ian. I was fast
asleep in minutes and never heard or felt them come  to bed.
Monday morning was hectic; I was  only half awake and struggled to take in
what Ian was telling me as I ate my  breakfast. They were going to run me and my
bike home and I was to cycle back  over on the afternoon. Ian gave me some
money to buy food which I'd prepare for  them for 6pm when they got home. I
agreed to everything, I wanted to be fucked again so badly. My arsehole was
tender but OK, I'd had a good look at it after I washed and before Joe applied
more ointment, it looked normal. I fell asleep against Joe's shoulder on the way
 home, it was so early, we'd left the cottage at 7am, they'd got a busy day
ahead. By 7:40 I was back in my house. I didn't even bother to go  upstairs; I
just lay on the sofa and dropped off.
I awoke around midday feeling great, I went to shower, I had to piss up  the
shower wall my cock was that stiff. But I didn't wank off; I wanted to save
my spunk for Ian and Joe. After I'd done some housework and some holiday
schoolwork I put yesterday's clothes on and cycled, carefully because my  arsehole
was a little bit tender, to the local family run mini-market to buy the  food
for the night's dinner. By the time I got home it was almost 3:00pm so I went
to the bathroom and cleaned  myself out, giving myself another erection in the
process. I'd just finished  drying myself when the doorbell rang. I tied a
towel around my waist and went to  answer it hoping that my raging hard-on didn'
t show.
When I opened the door I was  confronted by a handsome, very black young man,
I found out later that he was 18  years old. He was about 5ft 10 and was
dressed in black trousers and a white  shirt with a red tie. He smiled and looked
me up and down, his eyes lingering on  my groin. I felt my cock twitch as I
looked at this sexy young black guy. Then I  don't know what made me do it, all
the sex I'd been having with Ian and Joe I  suppose gave me the confidence,
but I pushed my hips forwards and tightened the  towel  emphasising my erection.
He  licked his lips and blatantly groped himself as he told me he was
collecting for  missionary work in Africa, his eyes still glued to my outlined
stiffy. As I  smiled broadly I groped myself too before speaking.
"I'm Paul, do you want to come in  and I'll see if I can find you some money
or something, there's no one else in  the house, I'm all alone."
His smile widened and he offered  me his hand; we shook but he didn't let go
he just squeezed  gently.
"Hi Paul, I'm Lee, pleased to meet  you."
Lee's voice was deep and educated  with a transatlantic accent. Lee looked at
his watch.
"I've got about 20 minutes before  I have to meet the other collectors. Will
that be enough  time?"
I grinned up at  him.
"I hope so  Lee."
And I pulled him into the house  closing the door behind him. We kissed,
tongues in mouths, immediately. Lee  dropped my towel to the floor and fondled my
buttocks while I groped his  stiffening cock. Lee broke the kiss and whispered
huskily into my ear while  stroking up and down my arse-crack with one hand
and fondling my balls with the  other.
"How old are you Paul? I'm  18."
I whispered back  hoarsely.
"I'm 14 but don't worry about it,  I'm having 2 different cocks up my
arsehole regularly and I know what to do.  Let's go upstairs now; I can't wait to
have your lovely black cock up my  arsehole."
And then I took his hand and lead  him to my bedroom. By the time we got to
my room Lee had his shirt and tie off  and I helped him remove his shoes while
he dropped his trousers and white boxers  and then kicked them off. I sat back
on my haunches and looked up at him. He was  thin with a firm body and no
upper body hair; I could just see a faint six pack  beneath defined pecs. His
legs were hairy and he had a few crinkly pubes above  his cock. Lee's wrinkled
black ballbag was loose and almost hairless housing a  pair of average size
balls. His stiff, uncut 6 inch cock pointed to the ceiling,  it was jet black and
smooth, it wasn't very thick, but I still wanted it up my  arsehole. Lee's
foreskin still covered what I guessed was a torpedo shaped knob.  I rose to my
knees and reached out and eased his foreskin back to reveal it; it  was torpedo
shaped and dark purple; a pearl of precum oozed from his cockslit. I  licked
it off then licked my lips and whispered  hoarsely.
"Fuck me Lee,  now!"
I gave him the Vaseline and then  lay on my back on my bed. I captured my
legs pulling them up and apart bringing  my pucker into view. Lee knelt on the
bed and dipped his fingers into the  Vaseline.
"Just lube up your cock Lee, no  need to lube my arsehole."
So Lee lubed up his cock and then  he placed his knob on my pucker, I
relaxed, and when Lee pushed forwards his  whole cock disappeared into my arsehole
until his balls slapped against my  hairless arsecheeks, heaven! I'd only felt
the briefest moment of pain when  Lee's cock had broken through my sphincter.
Lee leaned forwards pushing my legs  further back, and as we started to snog he
began to thrust in and out of my  arsehole with short sharp jabs. I could
hear his balls slapping against my  hairless buttocks as he rapidly fucked me.
Then Lee broke the kiss and nuzzled  into my neck kissing and licking it. Lee's
cock was really pounding against my  prostate by now as his strokes got longer
and faster, and in the sexual state  I'd been in all morning I knew that I'd
soon be cumming. So I started to flex my  sphincter around Lee's cock shaft
causing him to moan louder into my neck. Then  I felt my orgasm rapidly
approaching.
"I'm gonna cum Lee, fuck me  harder."
Lee somehow managed to fuck my  arsehole even faster and harder until my body
stiffened and with a loud groan I  started to shoot my boycum up my body. Lee
bit into my neck just above my  shoulder and sucked hard. And then I felt his
cum splattering my colon walls  while he still kept fucking my arsehole, it
felt incredible. When he'd finished  cumming, he'd shot as much spunk as Ian
did, Lee yanked his stiff cock from my  arsehole. I dropped my legs and tried
to squeeze my sphincter shut, I wanted to  keep Lee's cum inside me if I could.
 Lee licked up as much of my boycum as he could, and then I sat up and
guided his still hard cock into my mouth. I eased back his long foreskin and
cleaned his knob. Lee started to moan again so I sucked hard on his knob while
wanking his satiny smooth cockshaft with my thumb and finger, my other hand
playing with his balls. Within minutes Lee gave a loud groan and I felt his  balls
start to lift. I sucked harder and was rewarded with spurt after spurt of
tasty cum. Lee shot as much spunk as he'd shot into my arsehole and I greedily
slurped it down relishing the taste. When he finally finished cumming Lee
withdrew his cock and leant in and we frenched for a couple of minutes, I could
taste my boycum in his mouth. Lee finally broke our snog and got off the  bed.
"That was utterly incredible Paul;  I just love your arsehole and your mouth.
I don't know who's taught you how to  take a cock and suck one but you've
learned really well. Your sphincter milked  the spunk from my balls, it was
great, and I loved how you sucked me off. I'm  really sorry about it but I do have
to go; but I must see you again. I want us  to do it properly next time; not
just hurried sex but loving too, and maybe you  can fuck me as well next time,
I enjoy getting fucked."
"Get some paper and a pen off my  desk Lee and I'll give you my phone
number. I want to see you again too, and  have sex with you without worrying about
the time."
Lee passed me a pen and some paper  and as I wrote out my phone number and
added "after Tuesday night", Lee rapidly  dressed. I handed him the paper and
then I giggled.
"Can you let yourself out Lee? I  don't want to leak your cum all down the
stairs."
"Sure Paul, no  problem."
He leaned in and kissed me  tenderly.
"Here's to the next  time."
And then he was gone. Very  carefully I eased off the bed and put a hand
against my pucker, then, taking  tiny little steps, I made my way to the kitchen
carrying the Vaseline. Squeezing  my buttocks tightly I found a carrot and
fashioned it into a cock shape.  Remembering the paraphernalia in the Games room I
made a narrow bit towards the  end. I greased it up and gently worked it up
my arsehole holding it there until  my sphincter closed around the narrow bit.
I rubbed the spunk that had dribbled  down the backs of my legs into my skin.
I think I'd got two-thirds of Lee's  spunk still inside my arsehole. Then I
gingerly went back upstairs and looked in  the mirror. On my neck was a large
love-bite (hickey), I'd learned about them  when an older boy at school was
bragging about the two he'd got. Where it was  I'd be able to hide it from my
Mom; but I wouldn't be able to hide it from Ian  and Joe, I'd be naked. I'd
have to tell them everything; I think I would have  anyway, love-bite or no love
bite. I think I was in love with Joe, and Ian a  little bit, but while Lee was
fucking the boycum out of me and I was sucking him  off I'd realised I liked
having sex with other attractive guys. It didn't  diminish my feelings for Joe
or Ian; and I had a vague idea that they'd like to  taste Lee's cum.
Without cleaning myself I dressed  in yesterday's clothes again and then I
went back downstairs and got the bag of  food. I locked up the house and put the
food into my saddlebags. I mounted my  bike very carefully and set off for
the cottage; the carrot in my arsehole felt  weird but incredibly sexy and kept
my cock really stiff. Even in the fresh air I  could smell the odour of male
sex coming from my body. At the cottage I stripped  off and started preparing
the meal. My cock was stiff and leaking precum which I  scooped up and ate as
usual. I'd just finished cooking the meal, a fish stew,  when I heard the van
pull up and Joe and Ian came in. They quickly stripped and  came across to me
and we embraced. Joe stepped back and put his hands on my  shoulders holding me
at arms length. But it was Ian who spoke  first.
"Christ Paul you reek of  sex!"
Then Joe touched the  love-bite.
"And who gave you  this?"
"Listen guys, if you both go and  get ready I'll dish up and then I'll tell
you everything over dinner. Is that  OK?"
Somewhat reluctantly they both  agreed and headed for the bathroom.

End of part five. Copyright 2008

Any comments or suggestions to me, Paul, at  INSILVA92@aol.com