Date: Tue, 16 May 2006 08:42:43 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Re: The real garage mechanic part 2

THIS IS A GAY FANTASY. IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ IT FOR ANY REASON
PLEASE LEAVE NOW. THE CHARACTERS AND EVENTS ARE FICTICIOUS. THE SEX WILL BE
UNPROTECTED. PLEASE PRACTISE SAFE SEX.
"Right young man, you'll do anything I tell you to do?"
"Yes sir, anything." I stammered.
"And you won't say anything to anyone about what goes on?"
"No sir, I promise, I just don't want my Dad to find out."
That was all that really worried me; and in the back of my mind I was hoping
for some sex.
"Get up then and go into the workshop, and I don't want you to speak unless
one of us asks you a question, you just do as you're told. Understand?"
"Yes sir." I was still stammering.
I scrambled to my feet and set of towards the workshop, my hands still cupped
around my cock, which had gone soft, and balls. I stopped when Frank called
out in a gruff voice:
"And keep your hands by your sides unless I tell you different, we want to
see all of your dirty little boy body."
I dropped my hands and walked into the workshop and stood by the table Steve
had been bent over. They followed me in and Frank told me to climb onto the
table next to it, which was lower, and stand with my hands on my head and my
feet apart. I scrambled up onto the table and stood as I'd been told. My cock was
level with their faces
"Put your feet wider apart." Frank shouted.
I was crimson with embarrassment but, although I was still a little scared, I
could feel my cock stirring. The idea of two men, well, a man and an older
boy, ordering me about sexually was turning me on. As I widened my stance I
realised that if they came behind me my bum hole would come into view which
embarrassed me even more, but it also excited me more too. The way things were going
I was sure they were going to have sex with me, and the idea was making my
cock get stiffer. Frank and Steve walked around the table admiring my body. Steve
's cock had never gone down and Frank was idly playing with his as it
hardened. They stopped circling and stood in front of me; Frank spoke again.
"Get yourself hard, then skin back and hold it there."
I wasted no time and I started to play with my cock; I was hard within
seconds, very hard, so I pulled my foreskin back exposing my slimy knob. They had
watched intently, Frank toying with his thick cock and Steve licking his lips.
Another order:
"Stand still and don't move, whatever happens. O.K. Steve,  look, he's still
got boycum on his knob," Steve sort of sighed longingly, "you know what to
do."
I watched apprehensively as Steve's hand approached my cock.
"Put your hands back on your head, Steve will hold your foreskin back."
As Steve took hold of the base of my shaft I shivered, in anticipation I
think, then I put my hands back on top of my head. I was getting more and more
turned on by what was happening and when Steve took my knob into his mouth and
started tonguing it clean I groaned and almost shot another load, precum oozing
from my cock-slit; but luckily it didn't take him too long to clean my boycum
and precum off it, and he straightened up. As he let go of my quivering, rigid
boy-cock I felt frustrated, I'd so wanted him to suck me off until I came in
his mouth.
"Fucking hell Frank his boycum tastes delicious, and he gave me a big dollop
of precum. I think the sexy little bugger's really up for some fun. Here,
taste his juices for yourself."
I watched amazed as they embraced and kissed each other and I saw Steve's
tongue disappear into Frank's open mouth. After a couple of minutes they broke
apart, Steve's cock-slit was oozing precum making his bright red knob glisten
even more, Frank's thick veiny cock was twitching. Frank looked up and gave me
another order.
"Turn around and kneel on the table, head, forearms and hands flat on the
table, grip the edge if you like, then spread your legs."
I turned and got into position. Of course the cheeks of my arse parted and my
pucker was on open display, my cock was still rigid, pressing into my belly.
I felt warm air on my pucker, I shivered with excitement, one of them was
blowing on it and I felt it spasm.
"O.K. Steve, we know he fingers himself," I blushed, they had seen my finger
up my bum! "do you want to see if you can get your tongue in there?"
"What do you think Frank? I want my tongue in there, then a finger or three
and then my cock, you know I can't get enough of little boy sluts' virgin
holes."
"Yes, yes," I thought to myself excitedly, "I'm going to have man sex!"
All fear had left me now I just wanted sex, my cock and balls were aching to
cum and I could feel precum on my belly, and I thought if I could take three
of  Steve's fingers I could take Steve's thinnish cock. As Steve's tongue
started to lick up and down my crack Frank walked around the table and stood by my
head. He rested his balls on top of my head, then he reached around my torso
and started to run his big calloused hands over my chest. After a couple of
minutes he began to rub across my nipples and I was amazed when they hardened.
He kept playing with them while Steve continued to lick my crack right back to
my hairless balls. I was moaning softly and shivering with delight at the new
sensations coursing through me. Then something was poking at my pucker, I
instinctively tensed.
"Relax kid, it's only Steve's tongue, the way you're enjoying this you'll
love his tongue up your sweet virgin boy-pussy, and it'll loosen you up for his
fingers."
I was confused, what did he call my hole? My boy-pussy? Then I realised all
the dirty talk was also turning me on. I tried to relax and suddenly Steve's
veed tongue had entered my hole. It felt really good as he poked it in and out,
causing me to produce more precum which smeared my belly and dripped onto the
table. He tongue fucked my boy-hole for several minutes as I quivered with
delight.
"You going to dry-fuck his boy-pussy Steve? Or do you want me to fetch some
Vaseline?"
Steve lifted his head, leaving me feeling empty.
"I think we can get his boy-pussy wet enough with spit Frank, I think he's a
natural, a right little sex-pig, just like I was; and from the soapy taste of
his boy-pussy he's been cleaning himself out."
Another turn on for me I found, was that I wasn't allowed to talk and that
they ignored me, like there was only my body there for them to use and abuse as
they liked. Steve hawked and I flinched when a gob of spit landed right on my
pucker. Then my hips jolted forwards, Steve had rammed a finger into my hole
as far as it would go, and left it there. There was no pain, just a little
discomfort, as it had passed through my arse-ring.
"Are you all right pussy-boy? Steve's not hurt you has he?"
"I'm OK Sir, it feels good having Steve's finger up my bum." My voice
breaking as I answered.
"Good, he'll get your boy-hole loosened up some more, and then he's going to
fuck that virgin little boy-pussy of yours. And you're now going to taste my
big fat cock. Right boy?"
I couldn't hide my eagerness. "Oh, yes please Sir."
"Right, turn over onto your back, hang your head over the edge of the table
and pull your legs back and wide apart so Steve can get at your boy-pussy."
I turned with Steve's finger still buried inside me and pulled my legs back.
All embarrassment had gone, I desperately wanted to feel a cock inside me, and
I wanted to know what Frank's big mancock tasted like.
"You carry on loosening him up Steve, I'll go and put the "Closed due to
unforeseen circumstances" notice up."
Steve gobbed on my pucker as he started to finger fuck me; I moaned when he
added a second finger, and, once again no pain, just slight discomfort as the
extra thickness entered me. I saw Frank from the corner of my eye as he came
back into the workshop. He went to the wall and picked up three poles, a couple
of towels from another table, and carried them over to the table I was lying
on. He dropped the towels onto the table next to me, then he put one pole
either side of the table where my legs were and I saw that it was a contraption
like high jump apparatus. He put the cross bar into the grooves in the uprights,
I could see it was padded either side, then he lifted one of my legs then the
other and placed them on the padding, which released my hands. Steve,
meanwhile had kept finger fucking my bum-hole and had added a third finger and was now
twisting and turning them as he fucked them in and out of my bum-hole, really
loosening me up. Frank then came and stood by my head which he put a hand
under and raised it slightly, then he growled.
"Open your mouth pussy-boy and suck my big thick cock, and mind you watch
your teeth don't scrape my cock shaft!"
I opened my mouth wide and Frank skinned his foreskin back and pushed his
broad knob into it. the taste was much stronger than Tony's but I liked it. Frank
let go of his foreskin and fed me a little more of his thick, veiny cock and
as I sucked I was able to push my tongue under his foreskin and lap around his
knob. He groaned and I felt a trickle of precum run down my throat, he fed me
more of his thick veiny cock until his knob was at the entrance to my throat.
"O.K. pussy-boy, stop lapping at my knob and concentrate on sucking me off.
Steve, he's ready, he's a natural cock sucker, you can fuck him now."
Steve removed his fingers, gobbed on my gaping hole and placed his bulbous
knob against it.
"Here you go you dirty little cocksucker, take my 6 inch cock!"
Steve forced his cock all the way up my tight, moist boychute in one go until
I felt his balls slap against my arse cheeks. I'd gasped around Frank's
thick knob as Steve's cock took my virginity, but to be honest, apart from a
short, sharp jolt of pain as his knob broke through my arse-ring I felt only
pleasure, which increased as he immediately started to fuck my boyhole with long
steady strokes. I started to moan in pleasure and flex my arse-ring around Steve'
s throbbing cock, and my cock was leaking precum which had started to pool on
my belly. I couldn't keep still and my body writhed with pleasure; but I
remembered to keep sucking on Frank's thick cock and swallow his ample precum.
"Fucking hell Frank what did I tell you? He's a real little fuck-pig, he's
just loving it, hark at him moan, and his sphincter's almost wanking my cock
off! We've got a right little sex-pig here! Look at all that precum!"
They both scooped up some precum and ate it. Although I'd only cum in the
last half hour I could feel another orgasm building up. I reached for my cock,
which was bouncing in time to Steve's fucking rhythm, when Frank barked out
another order.
"No you don't you dirty little fuck-pig; you never touch your cock unless
one of us expressly tells you to. Steve's going to fuck the cum out of you, now
finish sucking me off, the sight of Steve fucking your virgin boy-pussy makes
me want to cum. If you want to play with something play with your nipples."
So I reached for my nipples and started to play with them as ordered. They
quickly stiffened and as I squeezed and pinched them I enjoyed the extra
pleasure it gave me. I was really sucking hard on Frank's thick cock and he began to
groan and I felt the knob swell in my mouth. He pulled back a little way and
suddenly a jet of hot mancum hit the roof of my mouth, I began to swallow the
saltier cum automatically.
"That's it you dirty little cum-puppy eat my big load of mancum."
Frank was filling my mouth with jet after jet of mancum which I tried hard to
swallow, but I gagged once and his cum shot from my nose like snot before I
could resume my swallowing. I wasn't grossed out by it though, I loved eating
Frank's mancum. Steve meanwhile had grabbed hold of my hips and was fucking my
hot, moist boy-chute like a jack-rabbit. Then the inevitable happened, my body
stiffened and arched and my boycum shot from my cock hitting me under the
chin then covering my writhing body. My sphincter spasmed around Steve's cock and
he gave a loud groan, buried his cock as far as it would go up my boy-chute
and I felt blast after blast of his cum splatter my boy-chute walls. I was in
ecstasy, my body was wracked with incredible sensations as we all finished
cumming. I sank back onto the table exhausted and covered in sweat, my heart
hammering loudly as I waited for them to remove their cocks from my abused body;
but I was in for a shock when Frank barked out another order.
"O.K. little sex-pig, round one over, now for round two. Get me hard again, it
's my turn to fuck your boy-pussy."
What could I do? I was at their mercy, and anyway I was aware that my own
cock was still stiff, and I still hadn't tasted Steve's cum, even if my
boy-chute was full of it. Although Frank's cock was longer and thicker than Steve's I
wasn't too worried about taking it up me. As I thought of the photos in the
magazine of much bigger cocks fucking young guys arses, and of the easy way I'd
taken Steve's cock, I'd begun to realise that my boy-hole was quite
accommodating. Would Frank's bigger cock feel better up my boy-hole I wondered? I
realised that Steve's cock had remained stiff inside me when he flexed it a couple
of times.
"Come on my little sex-pig, get Frank hard again. I want to feed you a
mouthful of my cum while he stuffs you with his big thick mancock."
Frank's cock was rapidly thickening in my mouth as I sucked hard on it, and
within a couple of minutes it was stiff once again. He let go of my head and
pulled his cock out of my mouth, I eased my aching jaws, at least Steve's cock
would be easier to take. Frank stood by Steve and, in a practised way that must
have happened many times, with many other boys, before, Steve yanked his cock
from my boy-hole and Frank plunged his bigger, thicker cock right in to the
hilt. I cried out as it broke through my arse-ring, it was painful this time,
and I felt tears well up in my eyes. But as soon as Frank's hairy pubes hit my
arse cheeks he stopped moving to let me get used to his big cock. Steve came
round to my head wiping his stiff cock with one of the towels, and as he threw
it back on the table I noticed there were a few brown stains. He lifted my
head as Frank had and spoke.
"Open up you little cum-puppy and taste my cock."
As I opened my mouth he pushed his cock in and, even though he'd wiped it I'
m sure I tasted his cum and my boy-chute juices. I was too far gone to worry
about how clean it was, all I wanted was more cum inside me. His round knob hit
the entrance to my throat and he kept pushing forcing me to gag. He stopped
for a few seconds as he told me what to do.
"Relax your throat muscles cum-puppy, take a couple of deep breaths, then
start swallowing. I want to fuck your virgin throat now, like I fucked your
virgin arse."
I was a little worried, scared even, what with Frank's big thick cock buried
up my arse and Steve wanting to fuck my throat. But I was also very turned on
by everything and I realised that the pain of Frank's initial entry had ebbed
away. Steve pushed forwards again and this time his round red knob eased into
my throat. Like Frank, as soon as his ballsac hit my nose, he stopped moving
to let me get used to his cock down my throat. It felt really weird as I kept
swallowing, my throat muscles massaging Steve's ever throbbing shaft.
"O.K. Frank, he's got a rhythm going, you can start fucking his tight
boy-pussy now."
Holding me firmly by the hips with his strong calloused hands Frank drew his
cock back until his knob was stopped by my arse-ring then he pushed it
steadily back all the way to it's base. I moaned in pleasure, muffled by Steve's
cock of course, as Frank's big, thick cock rubbed over my prostate. Frank built
up a steady rhythm, grunting as I moaned.
"O.K. Steve, I'm in the groove, you get going now."
On cue Steve started to fuck my throat, bringing his knob back into my mouth
before pushing it back down my throat. I'd caught on that it was best to
breath when his knob was in my mouth. Steve had started slowly, but was now
matching Frank's stroke and my body was spit-roasted by the two throbbing cocks, and
I was loving it! As Steve pulled back Frank would push forwards and
vice-versa, I was oozing sweat from every pore and my face, neck, and shoulders had
turned a rosy red. Then somehow, Steve leaned forwards and took my jerking cock
into his mouth and began to suck it as Frank started to play with my balls. When
Steve managed to get my knob down his throat  I writhed with added pleasure
as his throat muscles massaged my knob and a bit of cock-shaft. Then a spasm of
pure pleasure shot through my abused body and I went rigid as my third orgasm
of the day hit me and my boycum erupted from my cock into Steve's mouth. He
pulled back until my knob was in his mouth and began swallowing immediately. He
ate every drop and still continued to suck my cock after all my boycum was
drained from it. I whimpered a little as my cock was starting to feel a little
sore, but it stayed stiff.
My spasming arse-ring was all it needed to bring Frank off, he grabbed my
hips again and pulled my body back onto his big thick cock and I felt his hot
mancum spurt up into my boy-chute. Frank kept shouting "Fuck yes! Fuck yes!"
every time he fired another rope of spunk deep inside me. It was all too much for
Steve as well, he pulled his knob from my throat back into my mouth and cried
out "Come on you little cum-pig eat my hot load of spunk." When the first
jet of cum hit the roof of my mouth I was ready for him and I started swallowing
his cum greedily, still sucking on his knob until I'd drained his balls, and
I never lost a drop. When we'd all finished cumming Steve pulled his half-hard
cock from my aching mouth and climbed off the table. Frank pulled his
softening cock from my battered hole with a loud, wet squelch, and I felt cum trickle
out of my boy-hole and run down my sweaty arse-crack. I was shattered,
covered in cum and sweat and full of cum from both ends and I'd loved every minute
of it!End of part two. Any constructive comments to Paul at _INSILVA92@aol.com_
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