Date: Wed, 14 Apr 2004 06:14:44 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: RUFUS AND TOMMY - Part 1.

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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Got to thank Ricky for the bits of Chinese towards the end of the story, if
I've spelt them wrong I take full responsibility.

Cheers Ricky, I told you I'd give you a star role.



RUFUS AND TOMMY - PART 1


by


G. Cutter



RUFUS speaking

'I gotta earn some dosh, mate.' I looked at Tommy and took a suck on my
Tango Apple (50p a can). How's that for a plug, my older brother runs the
Bar and at this time of the year it's a bit limp, the Bar that is.

'Flog your bum, Rufe.' Tommy grinned at me. He's such a gormless pratt. If
I could earn a few squid dropping my drawers I'd have done it by now but
this was Horsham, Surrey, not Picadilly or Times Square over the pond. 'Why
don't you chat up that guy, that Peter Plonker or whatever his name is.

'Peter Planchett, you dick,' I looked at him and gave him the Rufus
sneer. 'Because Tommy my love, he is very seriously bent and I mean
seriously.' You will note that in jest I call Tommy, my mate, my love but
that's only when we're together in private. We're both fifteen and we've
been mates forever. A couple of years back we started wanking together,
then each other. We moved on to sixty niners and now we even fuck. We go
together, it's not the biggest romance in the world but I like his body and
he likes mine, so we fuck. We bugger our lugs off every opportunity we get.

'Well chat him up,' Tommy shuffled about on his seat. We'd done our
football training and we were on the verge of going home before the adult
footballers arrived. We played Sundays but I dunno, snow was floating by
the window in big soggy old flakes and it was cold enough for it to
settle. 'How bent can bent get,' Tommy mused. Suppose I'd better enlarge on
my chum Thomas. The best way is to get your lips around his five inches of
boy cock but I mean verbally, you dirty people.

As I said Tommy's fifteen same as me. I'm just a tad taller at 5 feet 10
inches, Old English that is. We're both good lookers, hey, hey. I've got
brown hair done in a crew cut but I like it a bit long in the front and
brushed up, he's a pseudo hippy, he's got long blonde hair down over his
collar. If it wasn't so sissy I'd say I love him so much it hurts but it is
sissy so I won't say it. I don't mind a bit of tongue munching but that's
only 'cos he likes it.

'Chat him up, give him a phone,' Tommy suggested. he's such a brave
bastard. This Peter Planchett uses the club, he's a cricketer in fact and
pretty well loaded, gotta Merc and a new one at that. My brother, Richy
reckons that this guy is gay and likes the younger types but is very much
into appliances and I don't think he's talking about the kitchen type. The
obvious question is how comes Richy knows so much about him but my big
brother is not the type you wanna question too much.

'I dunno, I wouldn't risk it on my own.'

'I'll keep you company,' Tommy beckoned me closer. 'We could put a sex
shown on for him ..... for a price.'

'Alright,' I'd made my mind up, I'd go and chat up the big bad brother from
hell.

The conversation started as it always did.

'Whatcha want, bedwetter?'

'A bit of info, big brother, sir.'

'Go on,' he slid a couple of cans of Tango across the bar for a freebie, I
should add that his bark's worse than his bite.

'That Peter Planchett.....'

'What about him?'

'Tommy and myself need to earn some dosh, I wonder if he wants his windows
cleaned or some work in his garden?'

Peter laughed. I gotta admit it was a bit soppy.

'The only way you'd earn money from Peter is dropping your drawers and
doing the dirty.'

'You'd know of course.' Now that one was a risky remark.

'Don't take the piss, Rufus my little sibling, I might smite you mightily.'
He looked at me and grinned sourly. 'This guy is a pervert, then again you
and your little chum would know all about that.'

'Whatcher mean?'

'What I mean is all the cum stained socks and whatnot when little Tom-Tom
Creaky Bed's been on a sleepover, that's what I mean.'

'Fuck off,' I reddened and turned to walk off.

'Hang about, Rufe,' he stopped me. 'If you're serious about earning some
money Peter's the guy but it's all or nothing.'

Meaning?' I stood and looked at Tommy who was oggling a hairy twenty year
old lad who had just walked into the bar.

'I mean, he's a sex man, there's no fuckin' about with this guy.'

He fielded some questions from the footballer and turned back to me. 'Well
....?'

'You ain't gonna grass us up?'

'I won't tell anybody,' Richy grinned at me.  'I'm a businessman at heart,
you wanna earn a few bob good for you.'

A few bob, he does come out with some classics, what's a 'bob' for fuck's
sake, if he means 5p why don't he say so.

'He's not into pain and bondage, anything heavy, is he?'

'No, no,' Richy laughed.  'Just cannabalism and necrophilia.'

'Oh, that's alright then.'

'Dummy,' Richy grinned and looked at me quite fondly for once. 'He's not
into the heavy stuff. You taking the the boyfriend?'

'Yeah.'

'Alright, watch the bar for a minute and I'll make a phone call, no
promises though.'

'OK,' I stood by the deserted bar guarding the shop whilst Richard got near
the fire door to use his phone. So much for cheap mobiles. Tommy was
looking over at me and I threw him his Tango. He caught it one handed, gave
me a cocky grin and wandered over.

'How we doing.'

'Richy wants to fuck you.'

'That's alright then,' he laughed.

Slut, I always knew he fancied my big bro. Mind you Richy is tasty and he's
only twenty, if I didn't have a fear of breeding dribbly banjo players with
wonky teeth and eyes I might even consider letting him do me one of these
lonely nights. I'd make Thomas, my little love bug watch.

I saw Richy smile at the phone and then laugh, he stuck it in his back
pocket and walked back.

'Listen up kids,' he looked at us both and we looked at him like he was
team coach or something.

'He's up for it but .....' He grinned at us both. 'A nudey photo shoot and
if it gets boring some sex, maybe threeway. Fifty quid each for the
afternoon.'

'Hey,' I grinned and looked at Tommy.

'He said he's not playing games,' Richy continued. 'If he's paying out a
hundred notes he wants an afternoon to remember.'

'No probs,' I winked at Thomas. 'We'll give him a show.'

'Get real,' Richy sneered. 'He might want a show but he want's a fuck as
well.'

'How do you know this guy so well,' Thomas piped up. He'd asked Richy the
question I wouldn't dare.

'We go back a bit,' Richy waffled and he reddened just a little which
delighted my evil little heart. 'We were at school together.'

'He's got a brand new Mercedes,' Tommy frowned. 'How come.'

'Let's put it this way,' Richy grinned. 'If I'm a pauper, he's the
prince. Gottit?'

'What's that mean?' Tommy was holding up our school's high standing in the
country's educational league tables.

'He's loaded, dickhead.'

'Oh,' Tommy grinned sheepishly. Gotta tell you, my Tommy ain't the
brightest sparkler in the firework's box but he is good sex.'

'Well I'm up for it. Tommy?'

'Yeah,' Tommy grinned nervously. 'I'm game.'

'Glad to hear it,' Richy grinned at my chum.

Richy was scribbling on a piece of paper which he handed over. 'Here's his
address, he's ten minutes walk over the Golf Course.' Richy looked at us
both. 'I promised that I'd stay for the night, so if you're still there
around nine, you're fair game.'

'What me as well?' I despised myself as I felt my voice break into a
squeak.

'You especially.' The bastard grabbed my cheek and gave it a little
squeeze.

'Woo, woo,' Thomas made a noise like his namesake Thomas the Tank Engine.

'You too, blondy,' Richy grinned. 'You can be dessert.'

'Let's go,' I grinned at Richy. 'An afternoon's sex, fifty quid and a
chance of bedding big brother ..... things were looking up.' We waved at
Richy and we were history as they say, we were gone.

Needless to say the gradual snowfall had turned heavy, the afternoon's
football was looking dodgy, Richard, my esteemed brother was going to be
busy.

Tell you what, brother Richard's idea of a ten minute walk is a bloody
joke. We blundered about skylarking with snowballs and by the time we'd got
to Peter Planchett's pad we were frozen and just about soaked, we'd need
sweaty sex to warm us up. To say we were both scared shitless or to be more
polite, nervous would be an understatement.

Never mind, we rung on the bell. We'd come this far there was no backing
down now, anyway, there was fifty quid each at stake.

'Hi, boys.' Peter opened the door and grinned at us both. he's a bit taller
than me but built fit, a bit like brother Richard. he had the same style
hair as myself, he also had a bit of a shad but then again he shaved, I
didn't. I shaved my pubics off once for Tommy, never again. 'Come in then,'
Peter ushered us in which was handy as we were both standing there like we
actually wanted frostbite.

'That's better.' Tommy and myself spoke together and laughed a bit
embarassed I suppose, it was a funny situation. This was renting pure and
simple, we were here to sell our bodies and there was no way to tart it up,
we were doing the prossy bit.

'You want a nice drink to warm you up,' Peter took our soggy training tops
off us and he looked rather pointedly at our saturated trousers. I shrugged
and tugged mine off, Tommy followed suit we both had training shorts on
underneath anyway. 'Pretty as a picture,' Peter grinned again, in fact, he
wasn't a bad looker for a twenty year old wierdo that is. 'Let's go down to
the cellar.' He walked off and after yet another glance at each other we
followed.

He opened a small door you'd not normally notice and led down a flight of
roughly cut wooden stairs. The cellar was well lit, the first thing that
greeted you was a highly polished pine floor with a sorta tigerskin rug
complete with head after that the mind went into shutdown.

There was a wooden table with a collection of dildos of all shapes and
sizes, a selection of handcuffs and some other odds and sods. Bloody
Richard said that this guy was harmless, or that's what he suggested ... no
way was he getting me in handcuffs or my Tommy. I moved closer to the
boyfriend, safety in numbers. Tommy was looking around and his jaw was down
on his kneecaps.

Could have been what looked like a mummy's case in the corner and a iron
cage like they used to burn people in. This place was seriously kinky. One
redeeming feature was a few bottles of what looked like spirits on a small
table.

'I'll get you a drink each,' Peter went into a side room so it looked like
the drink of the day was pot luck and soda. I was keeping my fingers
crossed that he didn't slip us any dodgy drugs. 'Don't worry,' he called
out from what we presumed was small kitchen. 'If I wanna go wierdo I'd pay
more than fifty notes,' he followed this with a laugh. That made me feel
better. Not. We plonked ourselves down on a huge old red sofa and he
reappeared with a couple of bottles, so much for the posh bit.

'Have a snog,' he stood there with a shit eating grin on his face. I looked
at Tommy and grinned, why not, the guy was paying and I know Tommy liked
kissing.  We went into a tongue sandwich and as ever Tommy was good, the
next thing I knew Peter was between my legs and he had my pride and joy out
into the air and he was sucking on it like a good 'un. That was nice, warm
mouths both ends, I wriggled to allow him to shuck my shorts down and in
the process of kissing we removed each other's t-shirts. We might as well
get on with it.

Peter muttered something and began to remove his own clothing, of course
Tommy and myself were all eyes. Thank God he wasn't a monster, he was big
but not outstandingly so, probably betwen six and seven inches that
is. With a sort of mumbled apology he slid me off the sofa onto the
tigerskin with my head resting on the dead beasties nut.

'Hold 'em up,' he whispered and gave me a lingering kiss. This was it, I
was going to be the first fuckee, me and my big mouth. I hoisted my legs up
and waited, I was watching Tommy who was sitting with a big dopey grin on
his face swigging at his bottle and playing himself into a goody
erection. He looked at me as he slid his foreskin over his slippery glans
and gave me a big grin.

'Aaaah,' I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth, he wasn't fucking about
our Peter, he was in and fucking getting deeper and deeper at every
thrust. Bloody good job I was experienced with Tommy, although Peter was
big and if his initial entry was a bit sudden he was now gentle and he was
taking his time, I forgave him after all there was fifty quid at the end of
the afternoon.

This is top notch secret squirrel, I like fucking but I've got no problems
with being fucked. I enjoyed doing it with Tommy and Peter was OK, he had
taken the pushup position and he was going at my little bottom like he was
drilling for oil.  Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw Tommy get to
his feet and wobble over to the table with all the dildos and whatnot. He
grabbed a flesh coloured thing which was absolutely bloody huge and smeared
his bum with some oil. I saw his fingers digging deep so he must have been
annointing his sweet little boy cunt.

Peter had settled won to a good old in and out, he was clearly not in a
hurry and I hugged his warm body as he slowly fucked me letting me feel his
swollen sex in every corner of my gut.

That little tart Tommy had gone to an armchair and balanced the dildo on a
round cushion type thingy and was trying to take the dildo up his sweet
butt. I heard him groan a bit and then l saw less of the appliance as he
settled his body onto it's pretty fat girth. Mind you my cock was pretty
fat, fatter than his anyway and he never complained when I shagged him.

'Lean on the table,' Peter whispered and kissing me slowly slid his length
free of my passage, I swear I felt it close with a little snap. 'Come
on.Tommy. Join your pal.'

I flathanded the table trying to avoid looking at the handcuffs and other
sex based junk. What had caused a certain limpness was that I'd just
noticed some bars like in a gym with two bloody great meat hooks on them,
God know's what other stunts Peter was upto down here.

I soon came back to planet earth as I felt Peter's hands on my hips and he
slowly slid his full length up my already lubricated bum. As Tommy assumed
the same position alongside Peter began to fuck for real, Tommy looked
sideways at me and gave me a big grin, the bastard. His luck was about to
change.

Peter was moving faster in my bum and I knew he was close. He gave a grunt
and slapped into my sweaty body and he came. I clenched my cheeks as I felt
his hot spurts and splatters as he shot his spunk deep into my belly, I
groaned and staggered feeling his warm juice trickle down my leg as he
slowly withdrew. Without a word he put the flat of his hand on Tommy's back
and guided his cock straight up and inside my baby in one long thrust as he
had done with me. I saw Tommy give an expression of pain but then he looked
at me and grinned. Coulda sworn I saw a fifty pound note sign in his eyes
like a cash register.

Peter reached around Tommy and started to wank him which is more than he'd
done for me. I stood there and watched taking Tommy's slender neck in hand
and pulled his head towards mine. We kissed and as Peter fucked and wanked
my boyfriend we shared a tongue on gum experience, Tommy then started to
wank me which was nice as I was seriously on the verge.

'Aaah, Tommy,' I sighed into his mouth as I felt my hardness jerk in his
hand and I came long streamers of juicy cum down his legs and hand . He
grinned and pushed back onto Peter's frantic ramming. The three of us were
sweating like little piggies and Peter was forcing himself to a climax as
he slapped into Tommy's sweet bottom.

'Tommy,' Peter groaned and began to move faster as Tommy bent over a bit
more to accomodate the older man's slippery cock. Peter groaned again and I
saw him glue himself to Tommy and his cheeks clench. I could imagine
Peter's second cum in a matter of ten minutes splashing inside my long
haired lover. Tommy pushed back onto it and pulled a goofy face at me.

Peter slowly withdrew and I could see slimy smears on Tommy's sweet little
butt, that sweet little bum that I'd shared for the very first time.

'I'll show you your bathroom and a bedroom,' Peter sat in the armchair and
without asking we flopped onto the sofa both looking a right mess, Peter
was as perky as a fuckin' daisy, he must be some sort of sex maniac.

'Bedroom,' I asked for both of us just a little bit bemused.

'Yeah, you can have a hot tub and sex if you like, I've got the guest
bedroom and bathroom wired for sound and vision.' Peter looked at us. 'Give
me an hour or so of you both getting it on and I'll settle for fifty
notes.'

'Fair enough with me,' I glanced at Tommy and he nodded.

'If you want to go after that you can or you can stay until nine and have
dinner with your brother.'

'Can we think about it?' I looked at Tommy again and yet again he gave me
the nod.

'Of course you can,' Peter grinned at us both. 'You did well but a bit of
film finishes the deal.  If you want to stay overnight you're welcome.'

'That's down to Richard, he'd have to fix it with the 'rents.'

'Of course,' Peter nodded seemingly quite happy with this. 'Well, it's
about four now so if you both wanna have some fun I'll look in around seven
and see how you are. I'll tell my housekeeper to set up for four dinners
anyway.'

'Housekeeper.' Tommy and I spoke as one, we were like twins.

'Don't worry,' Peter laughed. 'She won't see you, don't panic.'

'Where are the cameras, you'll want some good shots of us.'

'Don't worry about it, just have some good sex. Gimme a good wanky film,'
he laughed and stood up with his long cock swinging. 'Don't worry, I've got
my own bathroom, anyway, I need a good snooze after all that.'

'Two cums in about half an hour,' Tommy said admiringly.

'All down to diet,' Peter laughed and grabbed a pot of oil, he gave it to
me and grinned. 'Might come in handy.'

'Will come in handy,' I leered at Tommy and he gave me his little giggle. I
was gonna enjoy this.



TOMMY speaking

This Peter led the way and I looked at his muscular bum on the way up the
stairs. Tell ya, I was happy to get out of the cellar. When Rufe had
whispered about the mummy's case I nearly laughed. I'd tell him later, it
was an Iron Fuckin' Maiden, for God's sake. I could stand a mummy but the
thought of spikes through the nuts and willy made me cringe just a teeny
weeny bit.

My bum was sore, that didldo bit was just 'cos of that plonk whatever it
was and I was getting a bit pissed off at Rufe getting fucked and quite
clearly enjoying it. He's supposed to like doing it with me not some perv
with dosh. Mind you Peter was a good fuck, I was surprised he'd managed to
cum in me after sorting Rufe. Mind you this'd be a good bit. We got to make
love in a proper bedroom instead of all the 'keep it quiet' bit we have to
do in our own rooms at home.

>From what Rufe said his brother knew what we got upto anyway. Now there's
a bod I'd like to bed, he's a sorta grown up Rufe, I wonder how big his
dick is 'cos Rufe's is well fat, same size as mine but it makes you squeak
a bit when it opens up the little ring. You know, the one that stops your
bumhole getting frayed.

'Wake up,' Rufe slapped my bare bum. We'd come to a shuddering halt outside
a door and I was close upto Peter being daydreaming and totally switched
off.

'Yeah, right,' I mumbled.

Peter opened the door and led us into this pretty tasty bedroom, he showed
us another door which led into a bathroom and what a bathroom, huge sunken
bath, crapper in a cubicle and a shower big enough to get the Royal Family
and corgis in quite comfortably. Mind you the idea of showering with Prince
Senile and Queenie was a bit of a downer, wouldn't be so bad with our
future King Charles the Third and his glue suckin' kid bro. Gotta have big
dicks, they're royalty.

'See you around seven, have fun,' Peter gave us a friendly grin and left us
to it.

'Where's the cameras?' Rufe was flitting about like a cat on a hot tin
roof, he was peering at the ceiling, looking under cushions, really going
bananas.'

'The mirrors.' There were three of them and one on the ceiling. Be fair,
what sort of bedroom needs that many mirrors. A mirror on the ceiling above
the bed, I ask ya.

'Smarty tarty,' Rufe grinned and studied himself in the wall mirror facing
the foot of the bed, he tried to move it but it was fixed solid. 'Hi,
Peter,' he clowned and gave a little wave. 'Come here, Tommy.'

I went over and he grabbed me giving me a gum numbing kiss, we relaxed a
bit and gave each other a nicer one, quite a romantic one coming from my
butch mate Rufus.

'OK. that's it. I'm gonna have a clearout and a bath,' I pulled away.

'On your own?' Rufe frowned.

I'll crap on my own thank you very much, I think we can share the bath
....'

'Natch,' Rufe grinned. 'I wanna soap you all over and snog you to death.'

'I want you to soap me all over and love me to death.'

'What you want more?' Rufe grinned. 'Wasn't Peter enough.'

'Peter ain't my boy Rufus,' I grinned at the mirror. Take that one
moneyman.

Rufe started to top up the huge bath being a bit generous with the foamy
stuff, it finished up looking like a snowdrift, I did a discreet blurt and
squirt in the toilet. I'm sure some of you must know what it's like to have
a fanny full of babies. Rufe followed me in and I got in the bath. I
noticed the usual mirrors and curiously they didn't steam up, expensive
gear, I reckon they must be heated.

Rufe came out and gave me his chipmunk grin before climbing into the
monster bath. In fact you didn't climb into the thing you stepped down into
it, it must be sunken into the floor. As we settled down and sat with out
backs to the edge the water came up to the centre of our chests, foam
filled the rest.

'Gimme a kiss, lover,' Rufe slipped over and knelt between my outstretched
legs. He kissed me gently and ran his hands through my wet mop. 'Do love
you, Tommy, you know.'

'You don't say it enough, Rufe,' I returned his kiss and reached out. His
soapy cock was hardening and I ran my hands around caressing his slippery
buns, his beautiful bubble butt, recently Peter's and now mine
again. 'We'll give Peter a good show in a bit,' I whispered. 'I want you
all ways, from the front, on my tummy and doggy.'

'Ditto,' Rufe laughed. 'You do the same to me, babes.'

'Stand up, Rubes.'

'What for,' he looked at me but rose from the foam like one of those old
time gods coming from the sea. His slippery five inch spur stuck straight
out and up, thickly fat and full of Rufus juice. I lifted up a bit and took
the meaty mass into my mouth, he gently prodded his hips to and fro as I
stroked his bottom and drifted one finger into his little hole.

We gave the camera about three minutes and then we were out and drying off
with a couple of huge fluffy towels, he was as hard as a rock and I knew he
wanted me just as much as I wanted him. We were made for each other, fuck
buddies par excellence. I picked that one up at school, not the fuck
buddies, the other bit. It means, super kosher or something.

'Hey, this is neat,' Rufe had uncapped the pot Peter had given him. The
clear gel smelt nice and it was slippery without being oily if you know
what I mean. It didn't smell poofy either, it smelt a bit like a good
aftershave, I presumed and hoped that it didn't sting when it got inside
you know where ..... now that would be a bummer, joke. He'd dried off and
he smeared some of the stuff on his erection, God it looked like an oiled
spike, a fleshy one at that and I wanted it like right now.

'Come on,' I grunted urgently and grabbing his wrist pulled him into the
bedroom. I jumped on the bed on my belly. 'How do you want to cum?' I
didn't really need to ask, I knew how he liked to take me.

'From the front,' he knelt between my legs and parted them sliding his
oiled gland up and down my crack, I felt myself go into super stiff mode,
my Rufe knew how to turn me on. 'When I cum in you I wanna be eyeball to
eyeball.

'Good,' I grinned into the pillow as I felt his fat knob slide between my
cheeks, nudge at my ring and then quite easily enter my body. 'Jeez, Rufe,
you are so fuckin' nice.' I couldn't chat, we'd done it all before and
every time was as good as the first and that's saying a lot.

'My beautiful Tommy,' he murmured and slipped his length deep inside my
bum, deep and firmly seated in my flesh he ground in, his pubics mashed
against my cheeks as he breathed gustily in my ear and began to move his
hips up and down. I love it when he talks crap. My Rufe comes across as a
bit of a hard man or a hard boy I should say, he's not, he's gentle and
he's loving but only in private. I love him, sweaty feet, rotten socks, the
fuckin' lot. Well maybe not the socks. My mum tells me that all that sweaty
thing goes when you get a bit older, I'm looking forward to that maybe you
won't have to wash so much.

My dad kills me, he says: Why should the boy wash, we never wash the
car. Anyway, water makes things go rusty. He's alright, my dad.

'Go doggy,' I'd just remembered our paymaster, keep him happy and we might
get invited back for more. I wasn't too enchanted with him fuckin' me but a
bit of meat's a bit of meat. As long as I've got Rufe I'm happy. Anyway,
bollocks to this, I'm beginning to sound like a tart.

I shoved back up and got into a crouch, we swivelled around both thinking
of the camera and then Rufe began to really pound, really slapping it up
the old bum. 'Not long,' he grunted.

'Frontal?'

'Yeah,' he slipped from me carefully and laid me on my back. I wrapped my
legs around him and we kissed, this kiss was one of the specials, we always
have one of them when we do the full frontal, like we're married or
something.  'I hate doing this, Tommy.'

'That makes a change,' I returned his whisper as he placed his slippery
knob at my pucker and pushed in for the last time. Gawd, I loved that fat
cock of his as it spread my ring for the umpteenth time and filled me with
his special heat.

'Nah, the camera biz, I mean.'

'Just fuck me, Rufe.' I wanted his hot spunk in my belly, fuck the
camera. 'Fuck me.'

He did. He began to piston in and out of my butt like he always does, he
almost muched my lips off but he was on his own little roll and I could
swear I could feel it getting harder and even bigger.

'Oooh, Tommy,' he sobbed and rammed into me and came. I clamped hard on his
beautiful boy cock as he squirted and spurted. Jet after jet of hot spunk
seared up my passage and I just lay there like a rag doll as he emptied his
loving deep inside my body. Jeez, ain't young love grand.

'Nice one, Rufe,' I held his sweaty body tightly feeling his hardness and
his toughness as he crushed me in his arms and worked his limpening
erection deep into my gut. 'One for the record books,' I giggled as I felt
his sticky cum on my buns and in my crack. My little monster had cum a
bucketload..

'I'm shagged,' he slowly slipped free and collapsed on top of me his sweaty
belly sliding against my arousal.

'Not yet you ain't.' Had to say it, what else could I say.

'Let's get it over with,' he grinned at me and ducked his head and kissed
the end of my dick. 'Make it a good one for the customer, he waved at the
mirror. 'Fuck me hard, a real rape job.' He glared at me. I dunno if he
wanted to keep Peter's cameras happy or if he was just in the mood for a
rough fuck, sometimes we have them. We play rapist and rape victim
sometimes but that is a private thing it's for your eyes only as 007 would
say.

'You got it wimpo,' I pushed him laughing like a loon onto his belly,
parted his legs and thrust into his sweet little bum like a battering
ram. God, that was so nice, I heard him cry out but I was into his warm
velvety bottom like a rabbit and I was fucking like one. He was moaning and
pushing back onto me and demanding me to fuck harder and faster, harder and
faster. I dunno who was going to have the first juvenile heart attack and I
didn't care, all I wanted to do was to please Rufe, not forgetting the
fifty quid of course.

'Doggy,' he groaned and pushed up against my thrustings. I allowed him up
and played with his sticky thingy until I felt it hardening again. What a
boy. I eased off a bit, I was enjoying this and I don't suppose our hidden
camera freak wanted us to rush. Mind you he might not be watching, he may
just be taping.

'God, you're such a good fuck.' I grunted as I rammed into his tight little
boy pussy giving it my all.

'You say the nicest things,' he giggled and pushed back onto my hardness as
I pummelled his bum. 'Slowly, take your time.' He'd obviously changed his
mind about the rape scenario, that's the trouble with women, they can never
make their minds up. Gotta say as I felt his boy cock harden in my hand and
I slid his foreskin over his growing flesh, I might reconsider the 'woman'
crack.

'Not long, babes,' I whispered and nibbled his ear. 'I want you from the
front now.'

'Great,' he sighed and we slid from one another. He lay on his back smiling
up at me and raised his knees to his chest exposing his shiny and slippery
sphincter, my Rufus, ready and willing.

I positioned myself and slipped back into his welcoming heat and his
tightness. Flathanding the bed either side of his muscular torso I started
to do push ups connected only by the rampant meat between my legs and his
oh so tasty bubble butt. An arse to kill for. If he ever double crossed me
I'd die of a broken heart, after tearing his throat out of course. The rest
of it was gentle and loving right upto the climax when I pounded the fuck
out of his little bottom and offloaded what seemed like a gallon of my
Tommy's special. My very own mix of cum, spunk and semen, the white stuff,
the juice. Fantastic, it was everywhere, I think I'd done a flooding
job. Rufe moaned and grinned like a idiot as he felt me pump him up and
then the slipperyness and wetness as my spunk trickled from his hole and
down his back.

'Fuckin' 'ell, Tommy,' he laughed and drew my face down onto his. 'That was
a good 'un.'

'Just for you babes.' I smiled probably tiredly and fell onto his sweaty
belly as my spent organ slid from his hole accompanied with a generous
dollop of my juice.

'Ishy squishy,' he giggled and frantically kissed me feeding most of his
tasty tongue down my throat.

I felt shagged. He just smiled and turned away and I spooned up behind him
pressing my limpness against his cum smeared cheeks. I was in heaven. For
once we were in a safe house and we had no problems, well, not forgetting
the camera of course but I don't think Peter would bother us now. He must
have enough film footage to wank over for weeks.

I woke up quite groggy to the sound of a sorta rattling and tinkling. We'd
turned around in the course of our snooze and I could feel Rufe's warm
breath on the back of my neck and his rather tacky cock shoved up between
my buns, needless to say he was semi hard. Someone, presumably Peter must
have come in and covered us up which was just as well it was getting a tad
chilly.

The noise was our pervy host pushing a trolly through the doorway, steaming
mugs and a mound of sandwiches featured which was good news.

'Richard will be here early,' he announced grinning at us both, Rufe had
surfaced and was rubbing his eyes trying to get his brain in gear. 'He
closed the bar early, the match was cancelled half way through.

'Why's that,' Rufus was still half asleeep.

'You want to look out of the window, sunshine,' Peter laughed. 'We've got
around a foot of snow and it's still coming.'

Peter pushed the trolley across and handed us mugs of nice hot and sweet
coffee, good job we both took sugar. A slight smile and he handed us both a
small envelope. 'I put a bonus in there,' he helped himself to a
sandwich. 'The bedroom stuff was fantastic.'

'Great,' I mumbled and I'm sure Rufe and I must have looked like a pair of
tomatoes with our virginal blushes.

'I'll leave you to it,' Peter stood still munching his sandwich. Eat, bath
and join us downstairs, we have dinner at eight thirty.' He produced out
longies from downstairs and placed them on the end of the bed. 'Richard has
fixed up with your parents for you to stay overnight, he'll be staying as
well. Is that OK.'

'Yeah, great.' I think we spoke together, anyway, we both sat in the bed
and grinned at him like a pair of loons. Great? It was brilliant, another
night's unrestrained sex. Wowsie, wow.

'Eight thirty, kids,' he reminded and left the room.

A nano second later we were out of the bed attacking the sandwiches, Rufe
scampered over and clicked on a huge electric fire and we sat there naked
munching away and drinking out coffee, I noticed that there was a pot with
more coffee, sugar and milk on the tray, that Peter sure believed in
looking after his strays.

'Fifty quid plus ..... hey, It's a ton,' Rufus grinned with delight. 'He's
paid us a hundred quid each.'

I swiftly opened mine and he was right. One hundred pounds sterling for
doing what comes naturally, or un-naturally depending on your point of
view.

'Got a nice night as well,' Rufe grinned at me.

'Yeah,' I agreed with a bit of caution. 'With your brother here and Peter,
it may not be that straightforward.'

'Howso?' Rufe looked at me talking around a mouthful of bread and ham.

'We might get split up, one for one sort of thing.'

'I don't think Richy would go for that,' Rufe looked at the fire and then
flashed me a smile. 'Maybe he would though, do you mind.'

'It's only one night and I'm not doing a runner in a foot of snow.' I
looked at him an stroked his thigh, me being fair haired and he being
darker his skin tone was a shade darker and he looked absolutely eatable in
the glow from the fire. I pushed him flat onto his back and he lay there
munching his sandwich as I ran my tongue up his fat half hardon, it
twitched and began to grow,. I watched fascinated as his glans lid free of
his foreskin, he popped the crust into his mouth and gently stroked my
hair.

'We gotta have a bath, we're stinky,' he whispered.

'Later.'

'Do you think he's still got the cameras on,' his hands stroked the side of
my face and played with my ears. 'Oooh.' I'd just taken his now swollen
knob into my mouth and grabbed hold of his slender hips.

'Dunno, don't care,' I worked my lips up and down his fat shaft as it
filled out and his breathing got heavier, he wriggled about and I got my
hands under his butt grabbing two handfuls of firm flesh. I was gone. I
started to deep throat him taking his swollen organ right in, his slippery
knob right down to my gag point. I relaxed my throat and breathed through
my nose as I felt the slippery mass in the back of my throat.

'I can't hold it, Tommy,' he whined and tried to pull free but I held his
hips and buns as he jerked and sprayed thick creamy semen deep into the
back of my throat and straight down my gullet. Choking and gagging I pulled
off and caught the final streamers on my tongue, lips and across my
jaw. 'You are such a bad boy,' he smiled at me and spun himself around and
started to lick his own cum off my face. 'We better have that bath.'

'Bring the grub then,' I got to my feet with my own slender cock jutting, I
don't think Rufe would let me down.

He didn't, he sucked me dry in the big bath and we were down fully dressed
and playing the goody goody schoolies for our hosts or our host and big
brother Richy.

We found them in what I suppose was a dining room which seemed to double up
as a general lounge. Put it this way there was a large table laid for a
meal but at the other end of this big room were a couple of big sofas and a
huge TV, video you name it. This Peter had some serious money at his
disposal. Rufe and I could have landed on our feet and talking about feet
Richy clearly had his well under the table to coin a phrase, he was well at
home lounging on a sofa with Peter drinking something that looked rather
spiritual.


RUFUS speaking

We ambled into this absolutely gi-normous room to find Peter and my Richy
cosy as bugs in rugs by a stonking great electric fire. I guess that used
up half the power of the Home Counties, it was about the size of those
radar screens you see on top of warships.

'Greetings kid bro and brother in law,' Richy gave me one of his shit
eating grins. As a conversation starter that was a pretty good stopper.

We both mumbled a hello and stood like a pair of lemons until Peter hopped
up and guided us to the other sofa and gave us a can of cold something. I
was a bit bemused with Richy's attitude, to put it in a nutshell, he was so
relaxed, I was fucked.

'Richard is thinking of moving in,' Peter announced rather suddenly. Hey,
hey, a slight blush from the evil older brother.

'Very nice,' I said trying not to take the piss. Jeez, they were both
twenty they could do what they liked, more than Tommy and myself could.

'I hear you did well,' Richy smiled quite nicely for a change.

'We tried,' I put my arm around Tommy's shoulder and hugged him in a bit
closer.

'Excellent,' Richard grinned and looked at Tommy. 'I suppose I'd better
welcome you to the family.'

'Ta.' Tommy snuggled against me, I think he was a bit overwhelmed with my
Rick the prick.

'Peter may have a bit of work for you,' Richy looked at us both. 'You are
on half term next week I assume.'

'Yeah, all week.'

'Good,' Peter took over. 'I have a Chinese student up in London that I'm
picking up tomorrow if the snow clears, I also have an thirteen year old
English kid to collect, a friend of the family.' He looked at us
expectantly and we just nodded.

'The student really needs to earn money and as I say the kid is a friend of
the family and they want him to earn money.'

'What doing .....' I was shocked. Moi shocked, I ask you.

'They don't ask they don't get told. They are the original ostriches
sticking their head in the sand. The kid's OK, we've had dealings before.'

I didn't dare ask, Richy was looking bored, he'd obviously heard it all
before. I think Tommy was just as gobsmacked as I was.

'This will be photographs and video, Richy will be helping.'

'What will be?'

'Sorry.' Peter looked confused.

You said this will be, I said what will be.'

'Don't be thick, Rufe,' Richy broke on. 'The Chinese will do the kid,
hopefully the kid will do the Chinese, you and your mate can have one of
each, various combinations, an orgy even.' Peter just sat there and beamed.

'Oh, that's OK then.' I asked and I'd been told. Nothing fancy just a four
way sexfest. Mind you I was a bit curious about the thirteen year
old. 'What do you reckon, Tommy?'

'I'll go with you,' Tommy snuggled up and I felt just a minor tremble, I
think he was a bit worried.

'No rough stuff, no rapes or anything.'

'No certainly not,' Peter's smile dropped. 'All for money, if you don't
want to do something at any time we'll give it a miss.'

'Fair enough,' I looked at Tommy and gave him my Mother Hen smile 'OK?'

'Dinner is served.' A deep brown voice came from the doorway and a man and
a woman started to push trolleys in. I couldn't believe it, it was Upstairs
Downstairs maybe a bit of Fawlty Towers thrown in 'cos the butler type was
the spitting image of John Cleese.

'He's harmless,' Peter laughed and sorted us out seats. He sat the head of
the table, Richy down the bottom and myself and Tommy in the middle facing
each other. If we wanted to talk we had to use loudhailers.

'Fair enough.' I winked at Tommy. Big bro Richy looked quite at home but
this was a first for me and Tommy, I mean soup for starters, all the knives
and forks, and actually being waited on ..... not your actual pizza or cod
and chips. Anyway, I think we managed to get through the meal and it was
good without making too many cockups. It was a matter of working a time
lag, watch what cutlery Peter used and following his lead.

He chatted away like a good 'un through the meal and I rather gathered that
him and my brother were just a little bit more than friends. Still as they
say out on the street, people who live in shithouses shouldn't throw
turds. They were lucky though, they were very similar in the haircut and
whatnot, they could even be taken for brothers. I sorta idly wondered what
Richy's cock was like, I hadn't seen it for a couple of years and naturally
enough when I'd last sighted it at thirteen I'd been a bit awed by it.

'Posh word for you, dimbo.' That was Tommy over my shoulder.

I suppose I've got to come clean and tell you here and now that big
bro. Richy is typing this and Tommy and myself are doing the
chatting. Reason, neither of us can type and Richy wants to make a name for
himself as a sorta smutty Shakespeare. So, any posh words are his, Tommy
and I are the pheasants, sorry, peasants.

We finished our meal which as I've probably said was excellent and gathered
around the fire. The servant or whatever dumped a tray of coffee and all
the rest of it and we played at being civilised. Peter glanced at Richy and
with a grin produced a pack of cards.

'Bit if adventure, boys?' Big bro gave one of his evil grins.

'I'm not gambling,' Tommy does his puritan bit.

'You will tonight,' Peter chips in with a laugh. 'Unless you want to camp
out in the snow.' I dunno if he was serious or not but I don't think Tommy
had the guts to challenge him. I wouldn't.

'We're just gonna cut cards to see who sleeps with who..'

'No probs,' I piped up. 'I'll sleep with Tommy.'

'Now, now,' Richy wagged his finger. 'One of you with me and one of you
with Peter.'

I shrugged, I didn't care. I looked at Tommy and he looked a little
bemused. 'Better than kipping in the snow, Tommy.'

'True,' he grinned. 'No probs,' he looked at Richy. I think he rather
fancied my brother but things weren't going to go the way he fancied. On
the cut he finished up with Peter and I got the brother from hell.

Now what. I know that you're not supposed to do it with blood relatives but
does that apply with brother on brother, it's not as if we were going to
breed. Might try but I think not. I'd sorta thought in the past about Richy
but never very seriously if you know what I mean.

I should think Peter and Tommy would be all right, after all they'd fucked
already.

'No funny stuff?' Tommy looked at Peter.

'No,' Peter grinned. 'Just straightforward whatever.'

'Sex,' I supplied and Peter laughed

'That was the word I was looking for,' he turned to look at Richy. 'You
alright with this, Rich?'

'Yeah,' Richy looked at me and grinned. 'He ain't got a bad little arse for
family.'

'You ain't too bad yourself Buttercup.'

'A film,' Peter stood up and then knelt down to open up a cupboard under
this gigantic screen. I saw it was full of videos and DVD's.

Richy, without asking or anything went over to the booze thingy and sloshed
some what looked like whiskey into two glasses and fished out a couple of
alcopops from down below somewhere. Once we were all settled with drinks
Peter and Richy settled onto our sofa which was quite big enough for four
and just happened to be the one that faced the screen. They sat on the
outside of us lads, Richy alongside me and Peter alongside Tommy. Figured.

'You alright with tonight,' Richy whispered in my ear, Tommy and Peter were
nattering away.

'I suppose,' I grinned at him. 'I cost you know.'

'How much?' he chuckled. I bet he knew what I was going to say.

'Big brother's bottom.'

'I can live with that,' he kissed my ear. Yeucherooni, my bent brother
actually kissed my shell-like. How pervy can you get.

'Should be on the lips, Richy.'

'Later,' he promised and at a cough, cough from Peter we looked at the
screen. It was our bedroom and two youngsters were on the bed that Tommy
and I had used that very afternoon.

Shock, horror and amazement. It was two kids from the other football club
that uses our grounds. I think that they're fifteen or thereabout and they
started as we had. They were both naked and displaying limpish noodles and
they were inspecting the room. They got it in the end. They posed in front
of the mirror by the foot of the bed and kissed exactly the same as Tommy
and myself. They gave a wave and I heard them say: 'Here we go, Peter.' I
hadn't realised that he had the place wired for sound.

'Can we see ours,' Tommy was hopping up and down like a yo-yo.

'I've got to do a couple of hours splicing yet, maybe tomorrow evening or
Monday.' Peter calmed down the my little rugrat.

'Don't these kids mind you showing other boys?' I asked, I wouldn't fancy
pics of Tommy and myself being shown to all and sundry.

'They don't mind under one condition,' Peter paused the film as the boys
got on the bed and got into a snog, I noticed both of them were rising to
the occasion. 'Any viewers must have done the same routine.'

'Fair enough I suppose.'

'I think they thought it was a good way of making contacts,' Peter
grinned. 'At least you can go upto one or both and say you saw their film
at Peter's, how's about a shag.'

'Now there's an idea,' Tommy whispered gazing at the still on the huge
screen, I wondered which one he fancied.

'Nick and Louis for information,' Peter pressed the play button and we
settled down again, Richy put his arm around my shoulder, he wasn't wasting
any time.

The film rolled on but they didn't do anything that Tommy and myself had
done. Hang about, they did. They licked each other's bums, I mean the
actual rings. I was a bit relieved to see they had their bath first.

'Rimming,' Richy whispered.

'Or plating,' Peter chuckled.

'Yeuchy,' Tommy had to have his say.

Mind you they both had nice cocks, especially that Nick, I'd have to find a
reason to chat him up. I wondered how Tommy would fancy a foursome. They
were obviously into it, they fucked and fucked. Tommy and myself had fucked
each other once, these guys did it twice. To cap it all off they had a bath
and a play around and they were both hard when they dried off.

'Jeez,' Tommy groaned when it was all over.

'Jeez, indeed,' Peter laughed and I saw him reach out and fondle Tommy's
groin. Tommy just lay back on the sofa with a big soppy grin on his face. I
looked down and my brother was feeling me up, outlining my erection in my
trousers.

'You alright with this?

'Don't stop.'

'I won't,' he grinned and he unzipped my front, I was rather pleased that
both Tommy and myself had left our shorts up in the bedroom. I saw that
Peter was on his knees and was tugging Tommy's trousers down allowing my
mate's slender cock to spring free. He promptly ducked his head and took
Tommy's pink glans deep into his mouth. To my surprised Richy also slid
down onto his knees and started to pull my trousers down, I lifted my bum a
bit to assist. 'I haven't seen this for a while,' he looked up at me and
grinned.

I smiled down at him, I could get into this brotherly love business. He
gently held my balls and kissed my shaft and then licked it finally
swallowing the head. I gasped with shock, I didn't really think he was
going to do it. Meanwhile Peter had guided Tommy in front of the fire and
laid him out, the plot was thickening as they say. Whilst Richy mouthed me
and kept me on the boil I saw Peter strip Tommy and then Tommy helping him
out of his clothes. The next thing I knew they were sixty nining.

'What time are we leaving in the morning?' Trust Richy to spoil the mood.

'About nine, we need to leave early with the snow.' Peter looked up from
his gobbling. 'We pick up the student at eleven and the boy around twelve.'

'Fancy an early night?' Richy looked at me and kissed the end of my
slippery dick.

'Yeah,' I croaked. I was going to bed to have sex with my brother and I was
quite happy with it, this was so weird, in fact, I suppose to lots of
people it was disgusting but I didn't give a fuck. I was horny and so was
Richy, it was a matter of fucking or laying there wanking each other and I
think we were both a bit too old for that.

'Come on lover,' Richy stood there whilst I pulled my trousers up.

'Breakfast around eight,' Peter looked up from his gobbling for long enough
to give us a grin and then he was back down onto Tommy's stalk.

'Eight o'clock,' Richy confirmed and draping his arm around my shoulders
guided me from the room.

A different bedroom this time, smaller and much cosier. There was a
noticeable lack of mirrors. Richy switched on the fire and some subdued
lighting and then pulled me onto the bed. 'I never realised how nice you
were,' he kissed me fully on the lips and I opened my mouth to allow his
slippery tongue to enter.

'You ain't bad yourself,' I gasped as we surfaced for air, I was a bit
nervy now, I'd copped a feel and he was big, bigger than Peter that was
sure. My big brother was not your Mr Average, I needed to see this thing in
double quick time, I might be kipping in the snow after all.

He lay flat on his back as I unzipped him and parted his trousers, I could
see his big lump in his boxers and took a feel of it. It was a seven
incher, no doubt about it and he was as hard as a rock.

'That's fuckin' big,' I whispered as he pulled me closer and kissed me
again.

'I wouldn't hurt you, little bro,' he smiled at me and undid my trousers
again. A bit of giggling and we were on each other undressing each other
and taking the chance to indulge in some touchy feely. It ended up with me
underneath and him on top with his hot meat between my legs.

'Mmmm,' I clamped my legs and grasped his bottom as he gently pumped in and
out between my legs, I could feel his knob nudge at the underside of my
crack, if I lifted my legs he'd be in me. 'Don't go dry,' I felt like a
wimp but I tell ya he was fuckin' big. I was used to Tommy, we fitted. The
only man I'd ever taken was Peter and he wasn't a giant not like my big bad
brother, Richard. Now I know why dad calls him Dick.

'I won't go dry, Rufus and I won't hurt you,' he propped himself up on one
elbow and grinned at me. 'How does a bit of oiling and relaxing exercises
sound.

'I'm relaxed.' I looked at him and frowned.

'Not where I'm talking about you're not.' I think I gave a bit of a girly
squeal as he flipped me over and I felt his hot breath on my butt and
between my cheeks and then his tongue. God, he was rimming me, plating me
or whatever. It was quite nice actually, I spread my legs and I felt myself
quiver as his tongue brushed across my ring.

Then the finger, he caught me by surprise and I jerked as I felt his finger
gently part my ring and start to move to and fro. This is fuckin'
ridiculous, my brother's got his finger up my arse and I'm as hard as a
steel pipe, I was so hard I was sure I was dribbling. He dug in deeper and
really started to finger fuck me, I'm sure I whined and tried to push back
on it but he gently slipped it free.

I heard him unscrew something and thought he was going for it. 'I don't
think it's ready yet.'

'Not yet,' he kissed me on the small of my back just above my cleft and I
felt oiled fingers in my crack.

'Jeez,' I tensed up with the shock. He had two fingers in my butt he
stopped until I relaxed then he started the same treatment, gradually
moving his fingers in and out easing and relaxing the sphincter.

'Orrite?'

'Yeah, it was a bit of a shock,' I giggled a bit nervously.

'Good boy,' he kissed me on the side of my face and I craned my head around
searching for his lips but he'd gone South again. His fingers were now
moving in and out and he was in upto the knuckles. He was using a sorta
stirring motion or movement and it was quite a buzz. I knew from the
dampness on my belly I was definitely leaking now.  'Good boy,' he repeated
and his fingers were now going in and out pretty fast, I pushed my bum up
onto his thrustings.

'Do it, Rich. Do me now.' I wanted it, I wanted him, I felt a right slut
but I wanted his big cock up my bottom.

He gently slipped his fingers free and I swore I could feel my ring close
up but this time there was a swollen lump between my cheeks and I knew
exactly what it was. I tensed and he gave me a soft slap on the
bottom. 'Relax, Rufe and tell me if I hurt you.'

'Bank on it.' I groaned. Jeeesus, it hurt but I was too far gone now. I
could feel his massive lump push through my oiled ring and then suddenly it
eased as the lump was in and he was moving in and out with his shaft
lubricating and piercing my ring time after time. Tommy was a nice
comfortable fuck, Richy felt like he was pushing a log inside me but it was
strangely satisfying.  I always had Tommy down as the girl between the two
of us but perhaps there's a bit of girl in us all. Anyway, sod the deep
thoughts, I was getting into this. I shoved up as he began to move faster,
I could feel his pubics brush against my bottom and knew he was nearly all
in.

'God, Rufus. You are so good,' he groaned and I felt his huge cock slip in
all the way, his belly was pressing into the small of my back. I'd done it.

'Go on, Richy.' I pushed my bottom up hard against him and savoured the
feel of his thick prick in my belly. 'Whatcha doing,' I squalled as I felt
him slowly and gently slide free.

'This,' he nuzzled at the back of my sweaty neck and then turned me over.

I laughed, I knew exactly what he wanted. I held my knees upto my chest. He
positioned himself and I felt the sharp pain again but this time not so
bad. He started to move again and I let my legs slip down his back as he
began his fuck for real. Kissing and fucking, he was doing me real good. I
tried to clamp myself on his thick shaft but he just kept on fucking, I
think every time he thought he was going to cum he eased off. I had started
to wank but he removed my hand and held my wrists above my head.

'Don't waste it little bro.'

'Fuck me,' I heard my voice slur, I was in heaven. I envied Peter in a way,
he could have this every night.

'Time's up,' I heard Richy moan and he started to lunge and plunge like a
battering ram into my well loosened fanny. His cock was flashing in and out
reaching places where Tommy and Peter never had. Then it happened. His
meaty hardness seemed to expand and then the wonderful pumping and the feel
of his hot spunk splashing and jetting into my tenderised bottom. Jeez, I
lost count but he must have done eight spurts. I could feel them pumping
into me, I felt afloat on a sea of spunk, it was trickling out of my hole
and down my back.

'Gawd,' I sighed and my legs slipped down his back as he lowered himself
onto my belly and gently kissed me and then with more passion as I opened
my mouth to admit his probing tongue. 'You done well bro.' I grinned
tiredly as I felt his softening cock slip from my hole.

'So did you, Rufus,' he flopped out alongside me and I cuddled up with his
strong arm around me holding me closer. 'That little thing looks hungry,'
he bent over and kissed the end of my hardness wiping off the trickle of
precum with his tongue. 'Yum, yum, tasty.'

'It's not that little,' I managed to struggle onto one elbow. Insult Rufus
Junior would he, I clambered between his legs and he grinned up at me and
raised his knees to his chest. It was Round Two. I looked around for the
glop.

'You don't need that,' he grinned. 'You're dribbling and I'm all sweaty. Go
for it nice and gentle.'

'You said it bro,' I positioned front and centre and gave a slow push. I
slipped into his body like a hot knife into butter. I thought he was going
to be loose, being much bigger than me I mean but he wasn't. He was nice
and tight and I could feel the walls of his tunnel grasp my ragingly hard
erection like a glove.

'Yeah, nice one, Rufus.' He stared at me serious for a moment. 'Tommy's a
very lucky boy.'

'I'm a very lucky boy, I've got Thomas, he's mine.' I suppose there was a
bit of pride there but sod it. Brother Richard was a one night stand, Tommy
was for ever.

'I'm so pleased for you,' Richy pressed his legs on my back as if trying to
force me into his body and I started to fuck, I knew I wasn't going to
last, my balls had been churning for half an hour already. 'Fuck me,' Richy
growled and I went for it.

Tell ya something, my brother was a good fuck. I hammered into his sweet
twenty year old bottom and enjoyed every minute. I must admit the bit I
really enjoyed was having a terrific cum into his warm flesh, so much juice
I reckoned I'd be drained for a week. I finished up slipping and out on a
covering of my own spunk and he lay there actually groaning and he kissed
me like there was no tomorrow.

'Well,' he sighed and looked at me keeping me trapped in his bottom with
his legs. 'I'd better not call you a big girl after that one. You are one
randy little sex maniac. That Tommy's done well, you're a credit to the
family.'

'Well thank you, Richard,' I grinned well pleased with myself. 'Perhaps we
may have an early morning session.'

'Perhaps we may just do that,' he grinned tiredly and allowed my spent sex
to slip free. 'Sleep now my sweet, early one tomorrow.'

'I wonder what's happening about the football.' I snuggled up against his
broad back and soft bottom.

'Unless you're got snow shoes I wouldn't worry too much,' he muttered
sleepily and clicked the light off.



TOMMY speaking

We'd only been in the kitchen about ten minutes and Richy appeared, he
looked a bit bedraggled, he must have had a good night with Rufe. I was a
bit miffed actually, two brothers shagging, that's so weird, still I
suppose it happens.

I'd had a pretty hard night with Peter, he'd done me three times and I'd
done him twice, I was knackered and we were going upto London this morning
to pick up this Chinese kid and the other one. The arrangements were
slightly out of gear which wasn't surprising as there was around eighteen
inches of snow on the ground and it was still coming. One problem solved,
Sunday football was obviously out of the question.

'We'll drop you of over the Club, Richard,' Peter smiled at his mate. I'd
learned last night that they'd been 'friends' for about a year now and
Richy stayed most weekends with Peter. I think Peter was madly in love,
dunno about Richy though, he looked a bit of a hard bastard and he seemed
to treat my Rufe like shit. Still big brothers are like that I suppose, I
dunno, I haven't got a brother.

'You opening the club, Richy,' I was a bit surprised in view of the
weather.

'Got to, squirt. Some dickhead's bound to turn up and if I can flog a few
drinks, that's what it's all about. Anyway I'll be back around three or
four I expect.

'We'll drop you on the way,' Peter bold as brass reeled Richy in and kissed
him on the lips right in front of me. Mind you we'd been shagging all night
so I'd got no call to be embarassed.

'Where's Rufe?' I asked.

'In the bathroom with the mirrors, you can go and chivvy him up if you
like,'; Richy grinned. 'I expect he'd be glad to see you, you can exchange
gossip.' I was off up the stairs like a shot. Gossip and my Rufe in a soapy
bath, how could I not RUN.

'Hey, mate,' I fell in to the bathroom panting and puffing my beautiful
boyfriend was out of the bath drying off. 'I'll do that,' I grabbed the
towel and started to rub him down. 'How'd it go?'

'Orrite,' he grinned at me. 'How'd you get on with Peter.'

'Kept him happy, he kept me happy,' I said pretending carelessness.

'Come here,' he pulled me into his arms and gently kissed me and then again
a bit harder. Tongues slid across each other and tried to suck each other's
life away. 'You and me, boyfriends. Yeah.'

'Yeah,' I agreed. the night wasn't a bad dream but it was a dream, Rufus
was mine and I was his, the rest were passing ships as they say. It was
snowing, sleeting and fuck know's what else outside but we were
together. That's what mattered, nothing else.

'Soft as poo you are.' That was the typist's comment. Mind you, Richy's
alright, he gave me a sorta brother-in-law's kiss on the cheek as well.

'We better get a move on and get something to eat. Peter wants to get on
his way.' I looked at Rufe in his nakedness noting that his penis was
decidedly thicker and longer. 'No time for that,' I laughed and fled the
bathroom, If I'd have stayed someone would have got shagged, probably me.

Rufe was down the kitchen ten minutes later and we eat the greasiest fry up
in history. Peter may be a rich young man and a budding porno king but he
was no chef that was for sure. He'd panicked and called his man and wife
team, the ones who'd fixed the meal yesterday and their car was
knackered. They'd promised to get in and do an evening meal as there would
be six of us once we'd collected the London boys.

We left the house promptly at nine, it was still snowing and Richy had
phoned up the team manager who had confirmed that the pitch and other local
pitches were all closed. No football to worry about.

Peter dropped Richy off at the club and we were on our way to London. Once
we got onto the motorway we were all right as it was salted but getting
onto it was the hard bit. The smaller roads were snowed up and icy, it was
a bit hair raising to say the least. Mind you we travelled in style, Rufe
and I sat in the back and Peter did the driving naturally enough.

We managed to get to the student lodgings just before eleven and this short
person scurried over to the car, he looked like he was done up for blizzard
conditions. He shuffled about as Peter got out of the car and then Peter
shoved him in with us, he also slid in himself.

'OK,' Peter smiled at the three of us. 'Introductions; Ricky, Tommy and
Rufus. The Chinese kid nodded shyly to us and we nodded back. So far so
good. He was quite nice, in fact, he was quite tasty.

Black hair of course, a bit scruffy. When he'd got into the car I'd have
said he was pretty short but no way did he look seventeen, a youngish
sixteen at a guess but their kids tend to look younger than ours. Sorta
slightly yellow skin, almond eyes with nice lips and sparkly teeth, all in
all a bit of a dish. From what I could see with the bulky clothing he
seemed quite slender. He was elfin, not pixyish you understand. Sod it, I'm
talking myself into a hole here. He was fuckin' nice, I couldn't wait to
see him with his clothes off. I think Rufus must have felt the same way as
I did, he was almost drooling.

'One point,' Peter paused as he stepped out of the car to get back in
front. 'Our Richy better be called Richard or something, we are going to
get endless confusion with a Ricky and a Richy.'

Rich doesn't like being called Richy anyway, I only do it to annoy him,'
Rufe laughed.

'Problem solved,' Peter slammed the door and got back in front and then we
were off again.

God know's where we were the snow was hammering down at one stage Peter had
to pull in and check his map. We chatted to Ricky and tried to make him
feel at ease. He was shy which was fair enough. I'd be a bit put out being
lumbered with two Chinese kids out of the blue but he seemed pleasant
enough. When we told him we were collecting an thirteen year old boy to
work with us his eyes rounded like saucers. Not a bad trick when you've got
slant eyes.

'Thirteen years old,' he gasped and looked at us both. 'And he is working
with us?'

'You can have first go,' Rufe grinned.

'My pleasure,' Ricky grinned back and suggestively licked his lips.

'You know what it's all about then?' I asked him. 'The boy and boy stuff,'
I didn't want to say too much in case I said something I shouldn't.

'Boy on boy sex,' Ricky was quite blunt and he stressed the word on. 'For
money.'

For money. That was the important bit I suppose, or was it. I'd cheerfully
bed this Chinese kid and sod the money. I'd bet he had a ten year old's
body with man sized equipment, well that was the fantasy anyway.

'We doing stuff this afternoon?' Rufe spoke through the car to Peter who
was trying to concentrate on the road.

'Maybe the four of you in a bath getting to know each other.'

'Sounds fun,' Ricky giggled.

'Five minutes,' Peter called. 'I'll sling him in the back, you've got
enough room?'

'Yeah, room for an thirteen year old,' I called back.

Peter laughed and indicated, we turned off the main road onto a tree lined
avenue but they were council houses. I wondered how Peter had made contact
with these people and how they dared to let their thirteen year old son go
away with people like us. Note; I said people like us. I knew that if
myself, Ricky or Rufe fucked this kid were were just as corrupt as Peter
and Richard but I didn't really care. As long as he wasn't forced my
concerns were no great deal.

'This is it, I think,' Peter drew in and opened his door. 'About ten
minutes, guys. OK?'

We all nodded and he was away up someone's snow covered garden path.

Ten minutes, he was about right on that. He came back down the path with a
short figure bundled up against the heavy snowfall and opened the rear
door. This kid peered in curiously and we all stared at him. A rosy face
with full red lips and the most amazing blue eyes, he took his baseball cap
off as he clambered into the back with a nervous grin to show that he had
brush cut blond hair.

'This is Andy, you can all introduce yourselves,' Peter smiled in and
slammed the door. We were off again into the snow but this time we were off
home. Well, Rufe and myself were of home, I suppose Ricky and Andy were off
on an adventure. I looked at Rufe who had pushed up against me to make way
for Andy and he winked. Fun times ahead.

We all named ourselves and Ricky being the polite one moved onto the drop
seat so he was facing we three on the more regular seat facing forwards,
the drift of Magic Radio came from the front of the car and we drew out
onto the main road which lead us out of London. I noticed by the partially
snow covered signs that it was the A3 and we were travelling through
Wandsworth heading South and West.

'We can have some sandwiches and something to drink once we get indoors,'
Peter spoke from the front of the car. After that you can have a bath to
warm up and we'll sort out the bedrooms.'

I wondered who was going to get the room rigged up for filming or maybe
there was more than one.

Rufe managed to get his arm around the back of the seat effectively
cradling little Andy, the boy looked at him and then at Ricky, he
giggled. 'You comfy?' He spoke to Rufe.

'I will be later.' My Rufus dropped his arm to the boy's shoulder and
hugged him in. Andy squealed and then laughed. He wasn't as shy as he'd
first appeared.

'You lot staying for the whole week as well?'

'I am,' Ricky declared grinning at the kid. I could see our Chinese pal was
taken with the boy, it should be an interesting bath, I rather wanted to
catch up with Rufe after last night. Hopefully Peter was going to leave us
alone for at least one night. 'What about you two,' Ricky looked at us.

'I think we're on a day contract,' I spoke loud enough for Peter to hear.

'Do what you want,' Peter shouted over his shoulder. 'If Rich can fix your
parents you can stay the week or pop home, it's up to you.'

'Tommy was wondering if we could have the night together,' Rufus must have
read my mind.

'Why not? No probs,' Peter called back. I suppose he had now he had Ricky
and Andy to film we were shelved for the time being, suited me. I had a
hundred quid in my pocked as did Rufe.

'Thank God,' Peter muttered, we'd come out from an underpass and a nicely
gritted treble carriageway fronted us, we were going onto the A3. 'Around
half an hour if all goes well.' he called over his shoulder and turned the
music up a bit.

Rufus was making himself at home with the boy, he whispered something and
the kid giggled. I felt a momentary pang of jealousy but it went. I had the
funny idea that we'd be all getting enough sex to keep us going.

'You a virgin, Ricky?' That was Rufus. What a bloody thing to say to a near
stranger.

Ricky looked gobsmacked for a moment and I heard Peter chuckle in the front
of the car.

'I am as a matter of fact,' Ricky spoke quite primly.

'Not for much longer,' Rufe laughed.

Ricky seemed to recover himself and he gave a half smile and stared
straight at me. 'I hope not.'

'What about you, Andy?' Rufus was really pushing his luck.

'Dunno what you mean, the boy mumbled. I glanced across and saw that he had
gone beet red. I could get Rufe a job as an icebreaker, he had the tact for
it.

Rufe whisperer again into the boy's ear and I heard Andy laugh
again. 'Certainly not.'

'What was the question?' It was my turn to whisper.

'I asked him if he wanked.' This was Rufus in a stage whisper. Ricky and
myself laughed which didn't please little Andy at all until Rufe grabbed
him and gave him a big hug.

'Never mind, Andy. We're gonna show you all the tricks,' Rufus actually
nuzzled at the boy's neck and Andy squealed and laughed like he was going
to have some sort of attack. Ricky looked a bit left out but I gave him a
smile and a wink, I rather fancied a bit of Chinese boy bottom, I wondered
if he was interested. He gave me a small smile back, he was OK.

We were soon off the A3 and back onto country roads, a rather hairy half an
hour later we pulled up outside the house and Peter switched the engine
off. This was it, the end of a journey and the start of a trip.

Peter was a bit out in his estimated travelling time which was lucky
because as we parked by the front door a dark blue banger drove up and
parked past us down the side of the house. I heard Peter mutter; 'Thank
God.' It was the couple who had prepared the previous night's meal, Peter
wandered over after unlocking the door.

Rufe lead us all into the lounge and we got rid of our coats and caps and
perched on the sofas in an uncomfortable silence until Peter re-appeared.

'Soup and sandwiches in twenty minutes,' Peter anounced coming in the
door. 'Dinner at seven thirty this evening.'

'What about this afternoon?' This of course was the ever tactful Rufus.

Peter poured himself some sort of drink and tossed cans of soft drinks in
our general direction. 'I thought that if you all wanted to try the sunken
bath you could get to know each other a little bit better.' I think we all
grinned at this, even little Andy. 'You can have a snooze or whatnot this
afternoon and we'll meet up for dinner.'

'Tommy and myself'll go for the bit of whatnot.' Rufe giggled. This seemed
to suit Peter, it left the way for him to concentrate on Ricky and Andy.

'OK,' Peter looked at us and grinned.

 'Ricky and Andy. Would you like to share the other bedroom. The room of
mirrors?'  Peter addressed himself to the other two. I don't know if they
knew the setup but I would assume that they knew what was going on, Ricky
did at least and I would have thought the youngster would be clued in
somewhat.

'OK with me,' Ricky nodded and grinned at the smaller boy, Andy just
nodded.

Peter told us that he wanted to organise a photoshoot with the four of us
and that he'd take still pictures and Rich would man the VCR, there was a
slight suggestion of a studio which we hadn't come across yet and then the
familiar clatter of the housekeeper's trolley.

Pandemonium for a few minutes whilst we all got sorted out and around the
table and then silence apart from the sound of four healthy youngsters
slurping soup and munching sandwiches. Peter said he'd try and edit our
film in the afternoon for possible viewing that was of course with our
permission. We naturally enough gave this, it was a bit of advertising
after all.

Peter also told myself and Rufe to use Richard's room which was the one
Rufe had used last night and we had to show the other boys the 'room of
mirrors' and the bathroom. He said as with us he wasn't going to interfere
with Ricky and Andy, just let them do their thing, hopefully, boyish
exploration on Andy's part and youthful lust of Ricky's would suffice.

Rufus led the way at last the one thing that I noticed that Ricky seemed
lost at the head of the stairs but little Andy knew exactly which way to
go, common sense said that the kid had been here before and I began to
wonder just how experienced he was.


RICKY speaking

I'm dictating this at the end of a long and very enjoyable week at
Peter's. Richard is typing and the other three are sitting around throwing
in the odd remark and being generally obnoxious. Richard has to do this as
my spelling is bad and my typing is even worse.

I'd met Peter via EMail and he'd sounded me out regarding doing some posing
and 'other stuff' with boys of a similar age and lower. As I was doing an
exchange student scheme at the time from Hong Kong and I was a bit short of
funds I readily agreed. Some work for him at his house in the country would
get me away from my dire lodgings, earn me some money and further my sexual
education. I was gay but a virgin gay, the worse of all worlds. I liked
English boys, they are all so big, at least they are to Chinese boys. When
Peter phoned and said that he could use me for a week over the half term
and quoted a figure for doing things with a thirteen year old boy, maybe a
twenty year old and himself and then possibly a couple of young teen
footballers I nearly wet myself. The cash was important and very necessary,
the thought of the sex was exciting and the stuff that wet dreams are made
of. I know I wasn't built hugely in the penis department but I should be
able to hold my own with the English kids.

Peter arranged to collect me and the other boy on a Sunday morning and I
spent that particular morning on tenterhooks, it was snowing quite heavily
which was a novelty as you don't see a lot of snow in Hong Kong, maybe in
what used to be called the New Territories. It was bitterly cold and I
waited all dressed up as if making an attempt on the Pole, I sat there
waiting and dreaming of a warm English boy cuddling my naked body. I was
erect and frustrated by the time I saw the car from the window. Thank the
good Lord.

I got into the car and was introduced to a long fair haired boy called
Tommy and a crew cut brown haired boy called Rufus although they called him
Rufe, he was the one with all the mouth. Tommy was quieter. I'd have gladly
let them both take me there and then, especially Tommy.

Some time later we picked up the other boy. Now this lad was thirteen and
looked it. He was beautiful, I just wanted to smother his smooth body with
kisses and let him take me to heaven, unusually for me I also felt a very
strong urge to explore his hen yuan de narm jii picku, that's his little
white bottom. I suppose I'm normally a bit passive but with this kid I
could go the other way.  I sat on the folding seat studying this array of
boy talent, what a trip.

A long snowy ride later we got to Peter's house, I knew he had a companion,
another twenty year old but he wasn't there, apparently he worked in a club
somewhere. We fed on thick soup and a mountain of sandwiches, I noticed the
English boy's table manners were not of the best but boys will boys I
suppose and I was the elder.

Rufus got quite annoyed when I called him a Brit boy at one stage, he told
me he was an Englishman not a haggis, a paddy or a sheep shagger. I didn't
quite get the gist but I decided to call him English after that, maybe even
lover at some stage.

It was probably around two o'clcock in the afternoon that we left Peter and
trooped off to the bathroom. We would be filmed but there was no script or
anything like that, Peter said it would be lust and curiosity led. Rufus
showed Andy and I our bedroom and scurried off to his with the boy I now
knew to be his lover, my sweet Tommy.

I was alone with Andy who stood gazing into a large mirror which was wall
mounted at the end of the bed. There were about six mirrors in the room
even a large one above the bed.

'Ready for this,' Andy looked at me with a slight flush on his perfect face
although otherwise he seemed quite at home.

'I suppose.' I too was a bit embarassed. I didn't know where to start.

'We could undress each other, I imagine we have to be naked to bath.' I
love English humour. My tutor in Hong Kong said that they lost their Empire
by not taking life seriously enough. Maybe they're better off without it.

I approached Andy and he clung to me and looked up at me. 'A pose for the
camera,' he whispered and looked at me so trustingly I had to bend my head
a little to kiss him on the nose. He frowned a little and offered his sweet
lips, what could I do. We shared a lingering kiss my very first with
another boy.

I looked at the mirror and imagined someone on the other side but it was
too late Andy's arms were around me and mine around his, I fondled his
tight little bubble butt and we kissed yet again. 'We must bath,' I could
feel my voice break.

'We'll do OK, Ricky,' the boy smiled and I felt his hand at my zip. 'I can
feel you like me,' he giggled and I could feel his hand in my trousers
fondling my beng-chow through my briefs, I shot to instant hardness, this
was going to be so shame making going into the bathroom. 'Don't worry, I
gotta stiffy too,' Andy giggled and pulled away and flopped on the bed
pulling his shoes and socks off, I joined him.

I kept time with him, when he shed an article of clothing I did the same,
we finally sat there I in my tight briefs and he in baggy boxers with a
football club logo rather indelicately emblazoned across the fly. I could
see his penis was indeed stiffy and tented the front of his underwear, I
could feel his eyes on my own erection tightly contained in my briefs.

'Gissa look then,' his eyes sparkled.

'Together,' I stood up and motioned to him to do the same.

He did and we slowly drew down each other's clothing allowing his
circumcised pink cock to spring clear and my darker skinned but also
circumcised penis to pop out. He held them together as if savouring the
firmness and the warmth.

I haven't got a large one for a seventeen year old, it's about five inches
the last time I measured it but his was probably around four inches which I
thought was quite large for a thirteen year old boy. He had a sparse blonde
fuzz for pubics so he could probably squirt. He was absolutely gorgeous, as
he fondled our joint cocks I encircled him with my arms and stroked his
tight little buns.

'You gonna do me this afternoon,' he whispered and nuzzled at my nipple.

'I want you to do me as well, I am a virgin.' I didn't feel any shame
telling him. We were naked together and we were going to make love if not
in the bath encouraged by the other two boys then in bed watched by the
ever present camera and the voyeur Peter.

'I was done by a mate at school,' Andy admitted. 'But I've never fucked
anyone.'

'Then I want to be your first.'

'My first cherry,' he grinned up at me. 'Love ya Ricky man, let's go bath.'

We split and without any shame whatsover walked into the ajoining bathroom
with our erect organs leading the way. It was time for some action. The
bathroom was chaotic, to my shock and horror Rufus and Tommy were on the
bath surround laying head to toe and sucking each other's erections. I'd
heard of a sixty niner but never seen the actual thing happen. I say I was
shocked, I was excited as well, I wondered what Andy's smooth white four
inch boy muscle tasted like.

'We should try that before we.....' Andy grinned and slid into the water, I
slipped in alongside. We looked at each other and kissed and hands began to
roam and explore each other's wet and foam slippery bodies.

The other two broke momentarily from their indecencies to glance at us they
looked at each other and they both said; 'Tasty' and then laughed and
resumed their kissing and sucking. I was delighted to see that both of them
were about my size so that I wasn't exactly shamed with a smaller than
average cock. My beng-chow was par for the course.

'I bet you don't fuck in front of us.' Tommy grinned down from Rufus'
slippery meat.

'You can catch it on film,' Andy grinned cheekily as he slowly wanked my
sensitive organ under the suds. 'Don't forget you need to loosen a bit for
the first time,' he whispered and I felt his delicate fingers toy with my
scrotum in the warm water.

'This floor's too hard,' Rufus groaned and stood up with his magnificent
five inches of boyhood jutting gleaming in the bathroom light. He leant
down and assisted Tommy to his feet. 'See you later, lovers. We're gonna
fuck the afternoon away.'

Shameless English boys.

'We gonna do the same?' Andy laughed and scrambled to his knees and slipped
between my legs, his wet hardness was inches from my face.

'Not just now,' I laughed and grasped his slender hips and drew him closer
and took my very first boy's cock into my mouth. I't was beautiful, the
smell of cleanliness, the swollen pink glans and the tough flesh of his
ultra hard shaft. I sucked his boyhood and stroked his firm flanks as he
gently moved in and out of my mouth.

'Finger my hole a bit, ease the muscle.' he groaned as he pumped. I reached
further and he lay his gently rounded belly against my face rubbing his
glorious hardness against my cheek as I slipped my finger in and out of his
incredibly tight little ring. 'Gawd, this is so nice,' Ricky,' he wriggled
on my finger and a gulp later I had the end of his cock in my mouth
again. I slid my finger free and then after a bit of ball play slid between
his legs inserting two fingers hard and deep into his little boy fanny. He
cried out and pumped backwards and forwards onto my fingers and into my
mouth.

'No, no,' he broke free to my dismay and clambered from the bath. I looked
up alarmed, what had I done wrong.

'What's wrong,' I slowly got to my feet with the water streaming off me and
my painfully hard erection jutting and even dribbling just a little.

'Nothing's wrong, you silly,' he laughed and towelled himself damp dry. 'I
just want you to take me like right now, I want you to fuck me, Ricky.' He
flung the towel on the floor and raced into the bedroom and I heard him
jump onto the bed. I dried myself off just as hurriedly and chased after
him. He was laying in the centre of the bed on his back with his four inch
penis jutting up on his belly, there were droplets of water on his smooth
pale skinned body and he was absolutely desirable. I felt my penis jerk and
the heat in my balls. I had to make love to this English boy, let him make
love to me and then take him again for as long as I had the strength.

He grinned up at me and produced a tub of something called ErosGlide and
then unbelievably a pink object, I recognised a dildo when I saw one.

I wouldn't have thought we would need that,' I knelt on the bed and leant
over him and kissed the end of his penis, it jerked and I felt it's warmth
as I slid my tongue up it's length slowly and sensually.

'Jeez, Ricky. You've got the touch,' Andy whined and held onto my head
thrusting his boyish hips up. I slipped my mouth over his succulent
hardness running my moist lips down his straining shaft. I toyed with his
hairless ball bag and he parted his legs enough for my fingers to probe at
the bottom of his damp crack, his yielding little pink pucker. 'The dildo's
to ease you a bit, it's not for me,' he grinned and reaching out squeezed
my jerking cock and then held it tightly. 'This is for me,' he growled and
then uncapped the oil.

I wasn't that stupid in the ways of sex. I knelt between his legs with my
hardness directly above his as he annointed me with the sweet smelling
lotion.

'Take it easy,' he warned me as he raised his knees to his chest exposing
his pink sphincter with just the hint of an inner red. 'Come on Golden Boy,
take me.'

I did, I lost my virginity in that mirrored bedroom in the cold, snow
covered English countryside. An afternoon that will stay in my memory for
the rest of my life. I positioned my oiled glans at Andy's little opening
and gently pushed. He gave a strained and maybe pained expression for a
moment and the smiled as my swollen glans entered his body.

I nearly fainted with pleasure as his warm flesh encompassed my raging
erection, his butt seemed to grip me in a warm silken vice as I sank deeper
and deeper into his yielding flesh.

'Yeah,' go for it,' he moaned as I bottomed out with my pubics pressed upto
his body and my erection sheathed in his willing arse. I started to move
slowly to and fro pleasuring myself in the movement and his reactions as he
clamped on my penetrations and frantically kissed me and ran his hands up
and down my sides. 'Yeah, yeah, this is good,' he grinned sluttishly and
grabbed my buns as they pumped up and down. I wasn't going to last but the
second one would take longer. I don't know about the third one but we had
all afternoon.

'I'm cuming,' I rasped as I felt the heat surging in my scrotum.  I'd alway
enjoyed watching my cum splash on my stomach but this time it was going
deep into the belly of a thirteen year old boy, my young lover Andy.

'Yessss,' he gasped and held me tightly as I pierced him hard and deep. My
beng-chow seemed to explode, I felt jet after jet of my hot cum spurt into
his body and he wriggled on it with glee trying to force himself even
harder onto my spurting cock. The most wonderful sensation, I know he was
probably a little rent boy as they call them over here but he was mine for
the moment and he was wonderful.

'That was a good one, Ricky,' he giggled and held me tightly as I attempted
to withdraw. 'Leave it in for a bit,' his still damp legs slipped down my
back a little and he pressed on me keeping me in his cum filled tunnel. I
kissed him gently and our tongues slid together, I rather thought I may
have died and gone to heaven.

'What about this dildo?' I murmured

'Eager, are we?'

'No,' I laughed. 'Why should I need that when I have you?'

'If it is your first time we need to relax your virgin muscle,' he
grinned. 'Just a bit 'cos I've got a small dick.'

'Not that small,' I slowly slipped my spent penis free and pressed against
him belly to belly, I could feel his hardness between us.'

'First time,' he said firmly. 'We'll just get you ready a bit first, no
pleasure in pain is there.'

'Not unless you're a masochist,' I laughed as he wriggled from under me his
four inch stiffy jerking as he reached over me and grasped the dildo and
the tub of what seemed to be ever present lubrication.

'Shush, it's rubber hubby time,' he coaxed me onto my belly and parted my
legs. 'Aw Ricky, that is a beautiful bum,' he bent his head and I felt his
dry lips whisp across my smooth butt. God, I could feel my own penis coming
back to life. 'Just like a little boy's,' I heard him laugh softly and the
feel of his finger stroke up my crack. A second later an oily finger
slipping between my cheeks and probing for my hole. I trembled with
anticipation and a little fear as I felt this finger press against my
sphincter and enter me. There was no pain, this was little more than my
family doctor had done in the past but he hadn't done what Andy was doing
now. I felt the boy's finger work in and out and then it slid in all the
way, I gasped. If this was one finger how was I going to manage his
cock. He showed me.

His finger slipped free and I felt my ring relax, then shortly after the
feel of oiled fingers but this time there were two and they pushed against
my sphincter and then they were inside me filling and penetrating to the
knuckles.

'Oooh, that's so nice,' Andy breathed hotly on my back as his fingers
slowly and gently probed inside and loosened up my ring for his next
move. 'Now for a bit of depth.' I felt his warm lips on my bottom and the
track of his wet tongue across my buns as his fingers slowly withdrew
allowing my entrance to close up one again.

This time it was larger and I knew it was the small boy sized dildo. There
was pain but not a lot and quite brief. The head of the thing forced open
my pucker and then he slipped it in with an in and out motion and I
accepted one inch and then two.

'You OK with this?'

'I want the real thing,' I grunted. Plastic and rubber were OK but I wanted
this beautiful boy in me. I'd taken his bottom and now I wanted him to take
my virginity, playing with toys was for children, I wanted the real
thing. I felt the dildo glide from my bottom and my hole shut once again.

'God, that is so good,' I felt his hardness slide between my cheeks parting
them and then the pressure against my portal. This was it, this was my
first boy and I didn't think he'd be the last before the night was out. I
thought briefly of the very attractive Tommy and his tougher looking friend
Rufus and then came the jolt as Andy's circumcised glans popped my cherry,
he was in and he was slowly moving to and fro. I tried to relax as I felt
his hot meat in me and begin to move in and out. 'Fuckin' glorious,
man. You are so tight,' I felt Andy's breath on my neck as he slipped in
deeper, I felt the brush of his sparse blond pubics against my bottom and
he was in. I felt his smooth belly on my back as he ground in as deep as he
could and kissed the back of my sweat dampened neck.

'Orrite?' He grunted and pushed in harder.

'Yeah, fine,' I wriggled my bottom and clamped on his boy cock seated
firmly in my body. 'Fuck me now Andy, cum in me.' I felt such a prostitute,
I wanted this little English boy to take me and I was beyond caring.

He started to move in and out again, this time he nearly slipped out but
then delved deep once more. I didn't know before he started whether I was
going to like this or not, I only knew I had to try. I knew now, I loved
it, I pushed my bottom up onto his thrusts, I wanted him to fuck me hard
and deep.

'Yeah, go on,' I turned my head and found his searching lips as he began to
pound in harder his groin slapping against my bottom and his belly slipping
against my back.

'I can't hold it,' he moaned.

'It'll take longer next time,' I laughed and pushed up hard onto his
rampaging cock.

'Gawd,' he whined and I felt the unique experience for the very first time
of a boy's cock swelling and pumping his thick creamy semen deep into my
belly. The warmth, the wetness and the hot splashes turned me into jelly,
my own penis was hard again and pressing against the bed as he lost control
and rammed and thrust into my slippery and cum coated tunnel. 'That was so
good,' his breath came in hot gasps as he lay on my back stirring his spent
penis in my wet warmth. I'd been fucked. I suppose I'd been deflowered by a
thirteen year old boy and I felt marvellous. I squeezed my bottom on his
limpening cock and craned my head to meet his sloppy kiss. 'Roll over,' he
whispered and slowly withdrew his cum stained boy cock from my flooded
bum. I turned over onto my back and we shared a lingering kiss and allowed
our tongues to mingled in our mouths.  'Wantcha from the front next time.'
he grinned cheekily and held my penis which was hardening up again.

'For the camera?'

'For me,' he laughed. 'My own Chinese Golden Boy,' he snuggled up and
clasped me tightly.

'Shared unfortunately.'

'Unfortunately?' He laughed. 'You fancy Tommy, I saw you oggling him.'

'Somewhat,' I had to admit with a wry smile.

'We'll insist on the night together,' he looked at me with a little frown
on his pretty face,

'I'd like that. Indeed we shall insist. We can spend the days on our little
camera adventures.'

'God, I'll be going home on a stretcher.' He giggled and clutched me
again. 'You're getting hard again.'

'I can't help it, it's your fault.' Quite naturally we turned inwards to
face each other and my fresh hardness slipped between his smooth pale
skinned legs, he clamped them fiercely as I began to move to and fro.

'Do me again,' he kissed me on the nose and holding me with surprising
strength rolled onto his back bringing me on top.

'Do I need the oil?'

'Nah, I'm still a bit slippery,' he grinned and raised his knees to his
chest for the second time that afternoon. I felt tired but I couldn't
refuse, I knelt up between his legs and guided my erection to his cum
smeared little ring. 'Go on.' He closed his eyes and lightly held my hips.

Very slowly and very gently I pushed and re-entered his slick tunnel and
the heat and tightness siezed me once again. I took my time and slowly
worked my length deep into his beautiful bubble butt until he sighed with
satisfaction and slid his smooth legs down my back.

'You are so beautiful,' I moaned as I plumbed his hot body.

'Betcha say that to all the girls,' he grinned up at me and we kissed yet
again.

I grinned back and slowly pumped into his delicious bottom. For the second
or maybe the third time that day I was in heaven. Slowly I serviced him
allowing my strength and vigour to return to it's full power. I finished up
grasping his slender hips and pulling his slight body onto my thrustings
piercing his tender boy fanny time and time again.

'Yes, yes, yes,' I hammered into his soft bottom faster as I felt my heat
arising again.

'Yeah, do it Ricky, cum in me,' Andy groaned and held my hips just as
tightly as I grasped the soft flesh at his waist.

A miracle. If anything I came just as much maybe more. I groaned and rammed
in hard and deep as I felt my penis jerk and spurt into the already cum
eased passage. Another thrust and I spurted again, I could feel spunk on my
pubics and belly and slippery between his tight little white cheeks. The
monster had drained me again. I slipped free and collapsed exhausted onto
his sweating body.

'Gotta have a bath,' I groaned as I cuddled his hot and slippery body. The
musk of sweat and spilt boy juice was heavy on the air and he looked at me
with a feral grin on his face.

'Not just yet, Ricky my man.'

I flopped onto my back and smiled at him and stroked across the head of his
young hardness, he was ready for his seconds ands this time he was going to
take me from the front. What more could a seventeen year old Chinese boy
want from his English lover.

'You ready for me, my Chinese cupcake?'

'I've never been called that before,' I had to laugh as he clambered over
and knelt between my legs.

'You've never been made love to twice in the Room of Mirrors,' he tried a
thick Russian accent and moving in he placed my legs on his young
shoulders. 'Now just relax,' he whispered leaning towards me bending my
legs so that my knees came down onto my chest. I was like a Christmas
turkey ready for stuffing, I smiled at the thought.

He smiled back and kissed me gently and I felt his slippery glans push at
my sphincter. This time there was just the briefest pain and then I could
feel his wonderful boy's erection inside me and moving once more. Slowly
and gently he sank deeper and deeper getting better penetration this time
making his cock feel much fatter and much harder as he spread my tunnel
with his moving meat.

'Yessss,' I sighed as I felt his belly slap up under my scrotum and his
thrusts move me up the bed.

'Yesssss,' he smilingly agreed with me and began to move faster this time
really ramming in until my teeth clicked. This time wasn't loving, this
time it was carnal lust, he was fucking me and fucking me good. I hung onto
his sweaty body absorbing and enjoying his youthful virility as it slipped
in and out of my well used ring. I might be limping after this one, he only
had four inches but he knew how to use it.

I groaned and wriggled on his boy meat as it plunged deeper and harder and
I felt him come closer and closer to his climax.

'Yeah, yeah, I'm there,' he almost shouted and rammed in tightly for the
last time knocking my head against top of the bed. I felt his cock swell
and jerk once again and the delicious splashes of his hot spunk as he
sprayed the inside of my rectum with his seed.

'Nice one, well done.' We both looked up still joined in sex to see Rufus
and Tommy lounging by the bathroom door with big grins on their faces.

I think we both flushed and guiltily slid apart. God know's why, that was
the whole idea of us being here.

'Got an hour to kill before dinner,' Tommy looked at me and winked. I saw
Rufus grin at Andy.

We looked at each other and ignored our visitors for a moment.

'Wanna?' Andy whispered.

'If you don't mind,' I looked at him and smiled. Of course I wanted to. The
pair by the door idly handled their erections, both of them loud and proud
at around five inches, probably a little bigger than mine.

'Here we go then,' Andy giggled and rolled onto his back and I followed his
example and as he raised his knees to his chest I did the same.

The two by the door grinned at each other, I saw Rufus mount the bed and
take Andy in one long and smooth thrust. Tommy knelt by me and kissed me
once and then pushed hard and I felt his young maleness open me up and his
hands start to tweak my hard nipples.

It was going to be a long hour


					To be continued ??????


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