Date: Tue, 27 Oct 2009 09:29:15 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Punctured part three.

PUNCTURED. Part  three.

This is a homosexual fantasy  involving sex between a teenage boy and older
men. If it is illegal for you to  read it for any reason please leave now.
Because it is a fantasy the sex will be  unprotected. In real life please
practise safe sex.
I awoke to the sound of an  alarm clock; as I stretched and knuckled the
sleep from my eyes I was conscious  that I was alone in the bed. I knew
immediately where I was and my half-hard  cock stiffened as the memories of losing
my virginity to Ken and then being  fucked by Stu's long thick cock flooded
my mind. My arsehole felt a bit funny,  sort of tender but empty; I reached
around and gently ran my fingers up and down  my arse-crack and felt my
pucker. It seemed to be normal; but as I gently  fingered my pucker a little
bit of spunk oozed out making my fingers sticky. I  unconsciously licked my
fingers clean as I looked at the bedside clock. It had  just gone
half-past-eight. I went to get out of bed; I was desperate to piss,  when I noticed a
note by the clock. I sat up on the cum stained sheet and picked  it up to read
it:
"Paul, have a piss and come  down to the kitchen, dinner will be ready.
Just wash your face and hands, don't  shower, we'll clean you up!  There's  a
pair of boxers for you to wear to avoid drips, and a pair of  flip-flops."

I chuckled to myself as I  got off the bed imagining how they'd clean me
up. I slipped on the boxers, which  were made of white silk and very brief,
only just containing my hard cock. As I  pushed my feet into the flip-flops I
posed in the mirror, the briefs were very  sexy and felt sexy too on my
hairless balls and groin. I could see that I'd  already leaked precum making a
wet spot on the boxers. Then I headed for the  bathroom. My cock was hard so
I had to kneel at the bidet, force my cock down,  and piss into it. When I
finished pissing I washed my hands and swilled my face  before heading
downstairs. As I got to the bottom of the stairs Stu called me  into the lounge,
he was naked and his soft cock was hanging down his muscular  thigh. Even
soft Stu's cock was longer and thicker than mine. He was laying the  dining
table which was in a bay-window alcove.
"In here Paul, Ken's just  about to serve."
I walked over to Stu and as  we embraced he stroked my buttocks.
"You O.K. Paul; your  arsehole's not too sore?"
"I'm O.K. Stu, it feels a  bit tender, but I'm not in pain." I blushed. "
And I, er, really like getting  bum-fucked"
"Good! And we like fucking  your tight young arsehole!"
Then Stu kissed me tenderly  and seconds later I felt a pair of hands
easing the boxers down my legs; Ken of  course. Ken got me to step out of the
boxers and then he gently parted my  arse-cheeks and licked up the remaining
spunk after tickling my pucker with the  tip of his tongue. As Ken stood back
up Stu released me and turned me around and  Ken embraced me and we kissed;
Ken was naked too with a half-hard cock. I felt  Stu's large muscular hands
part my arse-cheeks and he ran his tongue up and down  my arse-crack as well
before poking the tip of it into my pucker and swirling it  around. I
moaned into Ken's mouth and my cock jerked. Stu stood back up and we  had a
three-way kiss.
"It looks like most of the  spunk is out but we've put you a towel to sit
on in case there's any more  leakage. You sit in the middle and Ken and I
will bring the  food."
I sat at the middle place  setting and had a drink of water from the bottle
there as Stu and Ken  disappeared into the kitchen. While drinking I
reflected on what had happened to  me since Friday afternoon and how easily I'd
taken to it, and how much I'd  enjoyed it. And I had enjoyed it all,  the
snogging, being sucked off, sucking cock, even when it was fresh out of my
arsehole, and eating spunk, having my arsehole licked out and finger-fucked, and
 being arse-fucked; especially being arse-fucked! Then Stu and Ken carried
the  meal in and we started to eat.
We had grilled fish and  salad and I drank a couple of glasses of white
wine and soda. We finished with  fresh fruit and coffee and brandy and I was a
little tipsy by the time we  finished. I helped clear away then I sat on Stu'
s lap, leaning back against his  broad chest as we watched a David
Attenborough programme about elephants. Ken  sat beside us with his arm draped
across our shoulders. All throughout the  programme the three of us were stroking
and fondling each others bodies as we  kissed and Stu's and Ken's cocks
were eventually as hard as mine. When the  programme finished Stu said it was
time for bed and he took my hand to lead me  upstairs. Ken followed,
fondling my buttocks and running his fingers up and down  my arsecrack and tapping
on my pucker.
In the bedroom we took turns  brushing our teeth and then we climbed onto
the bed which Ken had covered with  clean thick cotton sheet. I was soon on
my back with pillows under me and my  legs in the air and spread apart.
Neither of them had asked me what I wanted to  do, if I wanted more sex. I didn't
care; I'd decided that my body was theirs to  use and abuse as they wished;
I loved having sex with them. Ken knelt either  side of my head holding my
legs. He'd spread his legs wide so it was easy for me  to pull his hard
precum dripping cock down and take it into my mouth. As I began  to suck on Ken'
s cock Stu parted my arse-cheeks and I shivered with pleasure  when he ran
his tongue up and down my arse-crack. When Stu pulled my arse-cheeks  further
apart and started to tongue-fuck my arsehole I moaned softly around  Ken's
cock. I reached out and started to fondle and squeeze Ken's big balls  while
I continued to suck on his cock.
Stu removed his tongue from  my arsehole and gobbed on my pucker before
pushing one of his long thick fingers  straight into my arsehole. It went in
easily and I writhed on the bed as he  tickled my prostate. Then Stu pulled
his finger out of my arsehole, gobbed on my  pucker again, and quickly pushed
two fingers halfway in and started to stretch  my sphincter. I moaned
louder, Ken pushed forwards, and before I knew what was  happening his cock slid
down my throat. I panicked at first because I couldn't  breathe and let go of
Ken's balls; I was going red in the face until Ken told me  to breathe
through my nose. I soon got the knack and Ken slowly started fucking  my throat;
and a couple of minutes later, after instructions from Ken, I started
swallowing, masturbating Ken's cock with my throat muscles. Stu had now got
three of his fingers in my arsehole and was giving my sphincter a right
stretching; occasionally gobbing onto my pucker for more lubrication. Ken pulled
his cock from my throat and mouth.
"I'm ready to fuck Paul's  tight arsehole now Stu; get ready to change
over."
Stu gathered my ankles in  one hand while he continued stretching my
sphincter with his fingers and Ken  moved to his side. They transferred my legs to
Ken's shoulders and as Stu  removed his fingers Ken gobbed on my pucker
before sliding his stiff 6 ½ inch  cock all the way up my arsehole. There was a
little discomfort at first but that  soon turned to pleasure and I sighed
contentedly when Ken's large balls slapped  against my arse-cheeks.
"Fuck me Ken!" I  purred.
Ken rearranged my legs so  that I had them locked around his waist before
he started fucking me with long  deep strokes. Stu took up Ken's position and
I eagerly took his knob and about  an inch of thick cock-shaft into my
mouth and began sucking. Stu reached down  and pinched my nipples to hardness
before rubbing and squeezing them. I writhed  on the bed totally lost in
pleasure to the sensations racing through my body.  Soon I was pushing my heels
against Ken's flexing buttocks trying to force more  of his cock into my
arsehole. Without being told to I automatically started to  flex my sphincter
tight around Ken's cock every time he buried his throbbing  cock back inside
my arsehole. This caused him to groan with  pleasure.
"That's it Paul, milk my  cock with your hot, tight arsehole!"
Stu's cock was rigid and  leaking precum as he withdrew it from my mouth
and moved so that we could snog.  I was soon sucking on his tongue as if it
was his cock. I reached in and started  to play with Stu's large, already
stiff, prominent nipples; squeezing them and  rubbing my thumbs across them,
causing Stu to moan into my mouth. Stu responded  by taking hold of my small
hard nipples, rubbing them between his thumbs and  forefingers. I was getting
really worked up, and I knew that I'd soon be having  my fifth orgasm of the
day. Then Ken spoke.
"Get down here Stu and take  over fucking Paul's tight little arsehole; I
want to cum in his  mouth."
Stu broke away and  knelt beside Ken. They moved my legs onto Stu's
shoulders and as Ken gently  pulled his throbbing cock from my arsehole Stu placed
his knob against my open  pucker and bucked forwards until his knob had
broken through my stretched  sphincter; then he stopped. I felt a sharp flash of
pain which quickly went  away. Ken knelt by my head, I opened my mouth
wide, and he put his knob just  inside my gaping mouth. Ken tossed his cock a
couple of times until his spunk  started to spurt from his cock into my mouth.
I quickly clamped my lips around  his cockshaft and proceeding to suck his
cock dry while swallowing every drop of  his tasty, thick cum. While I was
draining Ken's cock Stu grabbed my hips and  started to fuck my arsehole with
long, deep, steady strokes. I thrilled to the  size of his throbbing cock
as it opened up my colon and I leaked precum onto my  heaving belly. Stu's
thick cock had only rubbed across my prostate a couple of  times when my body
stiffened and my fifth load of the day began spurting from my  jerking cock
and splattering down on my sweaty body.
Ken withdrew his softening  cock from my mouth and as we both recovered
from our orgasms Stu tightened his  grip on my hips and began to fuck me
faster. I groaned with pleasure as I felt  his thick 8 inch cock ploughing up and
down my arsehole stretching my colon  walls wide and the continual rubbing
across my prostate caused my cock, which  had softened a little after my
orgasm, to stiffen again. I couldn't control my  sphincter and it was spasming
around Stu's thick cock-shaft. I raised my head  and looked down my body as
Ken went behind Stu and started to finger fuck his  arsehole again causing
Stu to moan loudly. This time Ken played with Stu's big  balls in their tight
red ballbag as he finger-fucked his arsehole. I dropped my  head back onto
the bed and enjoyed the fuck. As he continued to fuck my arsehole  Stu kept
speeding up until he was pounding away at my arsehole and I was  clutching at
the sheet to stop him from pushing me up the bed. Ken saw what was
happening and came and knelt behind my head so that his knees were against my
shoulders stopping my body moving. When Ken reached down and started to play
with my erect little nipples pinching and twisting them I writhed in pleasure.
 My 5 inch cock was stiff and bouncing around; my foreskin had peeled back
and I  was leaking precum onto my heaving belly. I had only been fucked a
few times but  I knew I'd never feel anything better than a man's cock
ploughing up and down my  arsehole and battering my prostate. So when Stu pulled
his throbbing cock from  my arsehole and dropped my legs onto the bed I felt
so empty, so frustrated.
"Get ready Paul, I'm going  to fill your mouth with my spunk!"
Hearing Stu say that made me  feel a bit better; I loved to eat thick man
spunk too. Ken immediately moved  down the bed and pushed my legs up placing
my feet flat on the bed before  pushing four fingers straight up my arsehole
while dropping his mouth over my  stiff, jerking cock. I opened my mouth
wide and Stu put his knob and a bit of  cock-shaft inside before he started
tossing his thick cock at its base. I closed  my mouth tightly around Stu's
thick throbbing cock-shaft and began to suck. Ken  was finger-fucking my
arsehole with a vengeance and playing with my prostate as  he sucked hard on my
cock. Stu gave a loud groan and started to flood my mouth  with his thick,
tasty spunk. As I struggled to swallow all of Stu's spunk my  body stiffened
and I started to spurt my watery spunk into Ken's mouth; my sixth  orgasm of
the day and just as intense as my first.
I finished cumming before  Stu had and as I continued swallowing his thick
tasty spunk Ken lifted off my  cock. He withdrew his fingers from my
arsehole and started lapping up my drying  spunk off my body. Stu finished cumming
and withdrew his softening cock from my  mouth before leaning down and
lapping up the spunk that I hadn't been able to  swallow off my lips and face.
Then we had a long three-way snog before sharing  what spunk they'd managed to
save. I was exhausted and when we broke apart I  stretched and yawned. Stu
scooped me up in his muscular arms and stood up  lifting me off the bed
while Ken removed the sheet. Then Stu laid me back on the  bed and kissed my
forehead while tousling my hair.
"Go to sleep Paul, we'll  join you soon."
I rolled onto my side, Ken  gently kissed me, and they left the bedroom. I
breathed deeply, savouring the  aroma of man sex that permeated the room. My
arsehole sort of ached dully, but  it was a nice ache. I stretched and
yawned again, closed my eyes and quickly  drifted off to sleep. Later on, half
awake, I was vaguely aware of them getting  into bed either side of me. I
spooned back and felt a softish cock against my  buttocks, then I felt a pair
of buttocks push against my soft cock and I drifted  back to sleep. I woke up
to find myself on my back with a hot mouth around my  hard cock sucking me
off. Rising up and resting on my elbows I looked down my  body, it was Ken,
naked between my legs with my cock deep in his mouth actually  down his
throat, it felt incredible. When he realised I was awake he lifted off  my cock
and looked up my body and grinned.
"Morning Paul; you can cum  this morning but don't wank off again until
Monday. Stu wants a big load off you  before you start work."
I yawned and grinned  back.
"I'll try Ken; now finish me  off, please!"
So Ken went back to  deep-throating my cock while fondling my balls and
teasing my pucker. Within  minutes my back arched and I clutched at the sheet
as my spunk raced through my  tubes. Ken pulled back until my knob was in his
mouth and as I started to shoot  my load he sucked avidly on my cock while
swallowing my spunk. When I finished  shooting Ken moved up the bed and we
kissed passionately. He hadn't saved me any  of my spunk but I could still
taste myself in his mouth. I groped his cock while  we kissed and it started
to stiffen, but then Ken broke the kiss, stood up and  pulled me off the bed.
I pouted.
"Don't you want me to suck  you off?"
Ken chuckled and ruffled my  hair.
"Much as I'd like you to  suck me off Paul I've got to save my spunk for
Stu, he is my boyfriend remember.  Anyway, we're running late, we let you lie
in, so go and shower then come down  to the kitchen, Stu's made you some
bacon and egg sarnies for breakfast. Then  I'll run you home."
As I headed for the bathroom  Ken slapped my buttocks quite hard causing me
to start and squeal. As I turned  to glare at him Ken just grinned at me
and left the room. After my ablutions I  headed for the kitchen, Stu embraced
me as I walked in and after a brief kiss he  pointed to my chair and the
sarnies and coffee in front of it. Stu was wearing  cut-off Levi's and a
T-shirt and when I sat down he told me he had to go out  shopping and added that
he was looking forwards to Monday morning. Although I  was naked and Stu was
dressed I didn't feel at all uncomfortable or embarrassed;  in fact my cock
was stiffening. Stu continued, in that stern voice of his,  reminding me
that I wasn't to wank off today or Monday morning adding that he'd  pick me up
at 09:45. Then he kissed me on top of my head and headed for the  garage. I
was just finishing breakfast when Ken walked in; he was wearing baggy
shorts and T-shirt. He poured himself a glass of orange juice and told me to go
and brush my teeth and get dressed in my clean shorts, adding that he'd
left me  a Willow's T-shirt to wear, some  sort of proof for my Mom. I loved
the T-shirt; a two-tone black, silky Le Coq  Sportif polo shirt with Willow's
printed in gold across the chest and back.
When I came back downstairs  Ken was waiting in the kitchen for me by the
door to the garage. On the way home  I put my hand in Ken's pocket and played
with his cock; he wasn't wearing  underpants and as his cock stiffened I
could soon feel the wet spot caused by  his precum. Ken chuckled, but he
warned me not to toss his cock, so I contented  myself by alternating between
squeezing his cock shaft and fondling his big  balls. Ken explained that Stu
had gone to get a new wheel for my bike; he'd  repair it and it would be ready
by Monday. Ken added that Stu would bring it  over when he came to pick me
up for work on Monday. We were soon home and I  risked a quick kiss before
getting out of the car and waving Ken  goodbye.
I let myself into the  maisonette and Mom called me into the kitchen. She
was sat at the table drinking  coffee with Stan, she pointed to a coffee for
me so I joined them. There was a  bit of an atmosphere and Stan stood up and
said he'd better get home; Mom saw  him out. When she rejoined me Mom was a
bit embarrassed as she told me that Stan  had stayed the night. I told her
that it was O.K.; I liked him. She seemed a  little relieved and asked what
I thought of her and Stan getting engaged. I  smiled at her and told her
that it sounded like a great idea. When I said that  she relaxed completely and
asked about my weekend. I made up a story about  waiting on and washing up
and stuff, adding that I hadn't got to sleep until the  early hours. That
gave me the excuse to put on a pair of baggy shorts, get out a  sunbed and go
and sunbathe and read in the garden.
For the rest of the  afternoon and evening I constantly got hard-ons
remembering my sexy weekend; and  when I went up to bed I was oh so tempted to
have a wank. I remembered Mom had  some sleeping tablets in the bathroom
cabinet so when I'd finished getting ready  for bed I took one. It did the trick; I
'd only been in bed a couple of minutes  before I dropped off. As she left
for work Mom had to shout me to get me up. I  had a raging hard-on so I took
a cold shower which softened my cock a little. I  had breakfast, brushed my
teeth, and put on baggy shorts, a baggy T-shirt and  trainers.
Around 9:40 I heard a car horn, so I looked out of the window to  see Stu's
van pulling up; when he climbed out my half-hard cock immediately
stiffened. I raced downstairs snatching up my keys before locking the door. When  I
got outside there was Stu with my bike, it looked as good as new. Stu's blue
 eyes twinkled as he grinned at me and said hello; I said hi and grinned
back.  Steve was wearing a tight, black sleeveless T-shirt that emphasised his
muscles  and his prominent nipples, and loose, very brief, black silky
running shorts,  the sort with the slit up the side, exposing his well muscled
meaty thighs. He  had on a pair of trainers and athletic "no" socks; his
cropped blonde hair  looked damp so I guessed he'd been running before he came
to pick me up. I could  clearly see his cock and balls under the shiny
material so I knew that he wasn't  wearing underpants. We hugged briefly and Stu
squeezed and fondled my buttocks  in his strong hands; I loved having him
feel me up, he was so strong, so  dominant. Then I went and put my bike in the
shed and came back and climbed into  the cabin next to Stu.
As we drove off I ran my  handover Stu's hard muscled thigh; Stu flexed his
muscles and I marvelled at his  strength. Feeling adventurous I pushed my
hand underneath his shorts' leg and  grabbed his cock. Stu moaned and I felt
his cock start to engorge; he didn't  tell me to stop so I continued playing
with his cock and big balls. I told Stu I  loved his big cock and his fit
body and he confirmed that he'd been jogging and  told me that he'd be
working out later. By the time we arrived at the cottage  and Stu parked up his
thick cock was fully erect and throbbing in my hand. I  just had time to run m
y thumb under his loose foreskin to gather up some precum  and eat it
before we got out of the van.
Stu let me in through the  front door; and after shutting it he quickly
grabbed me in a powerful embrace  and we Frenched, grinding our hard cocks
against each other. After a few minutes  Stu broke the kiss and quickly stripped
me off, shirt, shorts and trainers;  slipping a pair of slippers onto my
feet when I was naked. Then Stu knelt in  front of me and grabbed my buttocks
pulling me forwards as he swallowed my rigid  cock until my balls hit his
chin. The sensation of having my cock down his  throat made me groan.
"Oh fuck Stu! That feels  great!"
I groaned even louder when  he started to swallow, causing his throat
muscles to masturbate my straining 5  inch cock. I held onto his head for balance
as my hips automatically moved in  and out. Within minutes my body
stiffened, Stu pulled back until my knob was in  his mouth and he sucked hard as my
spunk erupted from my straining cock. All I  could hear was my heavy
breathing, my moans of pleasure and Stu slurping down my  spunk. When I finished
cumming Stu stood up and enfolded me in his strong arms  as he murmured into
my ear.
"There, that should hold you  for a couple of hours."
He turned me around and  slapped my buttocks quite hard causing me to gasp.
"Go into the office, I'll  get some drinks!"
I walked into the office and  saw that there were 2 chairs with cushions in
front of the computer so I sat in  one. Stu walked in and put a couple of
bottles of water on the desk along with 2  mugs of coffee; he was still
dressed but had changed his trainers for a pair of  slippers. Glancing at Stu's
crutch I could see that his cock was now soft; mine  was half-hard. I looked
up at him.
"Er, don't you want me to  suck you off too? Er, I'd love to; I love the
taste of your spunk, and Ken's  too."
Stu gave a low  laugh.
"I'm 12 years older than you  Paul, I haven't got a teens ability to be
almost permanently hard and cum  several times a day. But don't worry; you
will get some spunk today; when Ken  gets home tonight we'll both give you a
big load. Now let's show you what to  do."
I blushed  slightly.
"Won't you at least strip  off so that I can admire your body?"
Stu chuckled and ruffled my  hair.
"Give me time Paul; I was  just about to strip off."
Within seconds Stu was naked  and I admired his beautiful, hard body. I
still found it hard to believe that  his soft cock was bigger than my cock was
when it was hard. And my cock was  starting to stiffen again. Stu sat beside
me and told me to concentrate on  learning the job, and after several
minutes I was so absorbed in learning that I  almost forgot that we were both
naked. By lunchtime I'd learned how to process  orders, email the orders to the
supplier and forward the credit cards' money to  the bank. Stu was really
pleased with my progress and took my hand and led me  into the kitchen for lun
ch; a chicken salad.
By the time lunch was over  and I was helping Stu clear away I'd thrown
another full-blown hard-on. Stu  noticed and chuckled; then, picking up a
towel, he scooped me up and carried me  into the lounge. He lay the towel on a
settee then lay me on top of it before  climbing onto the settee so that we
were in a 69. He told me that I could suck  his cock before taking my jerking
cock into his mouth. I eagerly grabbed his  softish cock and stuffed it into
my mouth while holding it around the base. Stu  didn't deep-throat me this
time; he pulled my foreskin back and concentrated on  sucking and licking my
knob while fondling my buttocks and parting my  arse-cheeks to tap his long
thick fingers on my pucker. I was leaking precum as  Stu expertly worked on
my knob. Stu's cock was stiffening in my mouth and I had  to pull back a
bit to accommodate the growing length and thickness. I squeezed  his
cock-shaft and felt precum trickle down my throat. Was I going to get a load  of Stu'
s thick tasty spunk I wondered? I hoped so.
Stu pushed a couple of  fingers into his mouth alongside my cock and when
they were wet he pushed them  none too gently straight up my arsehole. I
moaned with pleasure around his rigid  cock; I moaned even louder when he
started playing with my prostate. Within  seconds I groaned, my body stiffened, my
cock swelled and I began to flood his  mouth with my spunk. Stu swallowed
it all and when I finished cumming he lifted  of my cock, pulled his cock
from my mouth and embraced me. We frenched  passionately for several minutes,
tongues duelling, until Stu broke  away.
"But I wanted your spunk  too!"
I said somewhat petulantly.  Stu grinned broadly as he pulled me off the
settee.
"Later Paul, later. Now you  go back to work while I do my workout and then
I have to go out for an hour.  Take a drink from the fridge with you; I'll
be a couple of hours. You will be  all right on your own?
I was still sulking a  bit.
"I suppose so; but you and  Ken had better have two good loads of spunk for
me later  on!"
Stu laughed  loudly.
"Oh we will Paul, I can  promise you that! Now get your drink and off you
go to the  office."
As I headed for the fridge  Stu slapped both my arse-cheeks quite hard one
after the other; although I  started I didn't squeal, I was beginning to
enjoy Stu slapping my  arse-cheeks.

End of part  three.
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