Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2015 12:40:12 +0000 (UTC) From: penny cox Subject: Sleep Overs I used to enjoy the sleepovers we used to have with family and friends. I was 9 or 10 when they started, just card games and soft drinks for the juniors and alcohol for the adults. I'd go up to bed after 11.00, and the rest would play on. There were sleeping bags everywhere, at least 2 or 3 on the floor in my room. That first time, I woke with people coming into my room. It was three mature men, all friends of the family. I opened one eye a little, and watched them all undressing. All three were overweight, big bellies, but just in their underpants, they looked better. I liked seeing my school friends in the PE changing room, in just their pants. It was exciting. Older men were nicer to look at. I started to get a hard on and slowly slid my hand down inside my pajama trousers, and began stroking my boy-cock. Then one of them, Billy, tugged his underpants down and stepped out of them. wow, what a lovely looking cock. They whispered to each other a few dirty remarks about sizes of cocks, and Billy slid into his sleeping bag. Then George, a lovely old man, got into his sleeping bag without taking off his pants. That left Jim. He was a batchelor, and had often cuddled me and kissed me on the cheek, and I liked him a lot. I'd started to day dream about being kissed by a man. I liked thinking about that as I wanked myself off to sleep, being kissed and cuddled, interfered with and made to touch and play with his cock, oohhh, I wanted it all. Jim was standing only inches from me as he pulled down his pants. It was small, but thick, and very hairy. He stood, facing me and as he kicked off the pants from around his feet, it wobbled so beautifully from side to side. I longed to reach out and touch it, fondle it, play with it. Jim stepped over to the light switch and suddenly it was dark. I heard him trying to step over the others to get back to his sleeping bag, then something heavy landed on top of me. All the wind was knocked out of me as Jim landed on my bed. "I'm so sorry Peter" Jim said "I tripped on ones of these old farts" As I struggled to get my breath back, I felt am arm slip under my duvet, and slide around my neck. In the complete darkness I whispered "No harm done". A kiss landed on my cheek. "Are you alright Peter"? he asked quietly. "Yes" I whispered, slipping one arm around Jims neck, hoping for another kiss. It came and landed on the corner of my mouth. I held him close, making the kiss last longer. "That's good" he whispered in my ear. I rolled onto my back, and pulled him towards me again. His lips landed directly over mine. That felt nice. One, two three proper kisses on my lips. As the third kiss began, I felt his other hand tugging at the waistband my pajama trousers. As quickly as I could, I moved my spare hand down under the duvet, and cupped it over his hand, holding it where it was. As the kiss broke off, I moved it down wards and sideways a little, and held it directly over my boy-cock, covered by the thin material of my pajamas. I felt his fingers close around my cock, and I couldn't help letting out a soft moan into his ear. I took my hand away, and laid there letting him squeeze my boy-cock. It felt lovely. In the darkness, another kiss arrived, but this time his tongue was licking right across my lips. I opened my mouth and let his tongue slide in. My first French kiss, in total darkness, with an adult man. What a lucky boy am I, I thought as his tongue searched inside my mouth. His fingers searched and found the opening in my pajama trousers, and Jim was soon wanking me. When the kiss ended, he whispered loud enough to be heard "Well if you are sure you're ok Peter, I'll go to bed, but wake me up at any time, ok" Jims hand was pulled out of my pajamas, one quick kiss and he was gone. It wasn't long before I heard snoring, loud snoring, so I slipped my hand out of the bed, and down to where I knew Jims sleeping bag was. I found the edge of it and the long zip. Very slowly, I started to unzip it, as quietly as I could. Feeling inside, it was nice and warm, and my fingers soon found Jim. I laid my fingers on Jims chest and kept them still. In seconds one of Jims hands took mine and began to move it down. In a few more seconds my hand was being held right on top of Jims cock. After a short while, he took his hand away, but I kept mine there, with my fingers wrapping themselves around that gorgeous cock .I started to play with his cock, and it responded by getting stiffer. I soon had a wanking movement going deep inside his sleeping bag. In a couple of moments, Jims cock was lovely and stiff, and standing straight up, but there was a soft rustling sound from the shiny sleeping bag material. Jims hand stopped my wanking, and I heard movement from his sleeping bag. The duvet was pulled down and Jim sat on my arm. I pulled it out from under him and moved over a bit. Suddenly Jim was in bed beside me, the duvet was pulled up and Jims hand slipped under my neck. In the darkness, he rolled over on top of me, his weight holding me down. I put my arms around his neck, and his lips found mine. His tongue filled my mouth, and his stiff cock began to grind against me. I reached down between us and took hold of it, and started to wank him. He pulled the duvet right up over our heads and whispered in my ear "Do you like this Peter, being in bed with a man"? "Yes" I softly whispered. "Sex between a man and a boy is wonderful Peter, but we must keep it a secret, ok"? "Kiss me" I whispered, and sucked his tongue into my mouth. I pushed his cock down between my legs, and closed my thighs on it. He began to thrust it, making love to the gap between my thighs. It felt so lovely. I desperately longed to have his cock up inside my bottom. I knew all about oral and anal sex, and I wanted it all with Jim. I whispered in his ear "Jim, Can I kiss and lick the end of your cock. I really want to...please"? Another long kiss then Jim began to raise himself up. He walked on his knees, little by little until his knees were in my armpits. He must have leant forward because suddenly his helmet touched my cheek. I took hold of it and wiped it across my mouth several times. Then I just popped it inside like a gob stopper. HHHmmm it felt so delicious, and tasted even better. I could feel Jim trying to thrust it in further, and released my grip a little. Jim pushed it in slightly further, then began to ease it out. I let go and cupped my hands on his bottom cheeks, and squeezed softly. Another thrust in and out, in and out, in and out. I'd dreamt of this moment so often, being in bed with a man and having his stiff cock slide in and out of my mouth or my bottom. I didn't mind which. Not necessarily with Jim either. Just cock inside my mouth or up inside my bottom. Then I just have to wait for the moment when he cums. All that lovely cum spurting inside me. How long would I have to wait. Suddenly a big thrust, his cock ending up at the back of my throat, and another, and another.........then the first spurt of cum. I felt it hit the inside of my mouth, then another, and another. Then they died down but he kept on thrusting, so I kept on sucking. My mouth seemed to be filling up with cum. There was so much of it...and it tasted so beautiful. I plucked up courage and gave one big swallow. It wasn't enough, I had to swallow again, but I didn't mind, I had a mans cum inside me.After a couple of moments Jims cock began to go soft, and he slowly slid down in the bed to cuddle me. With his ear close, I whispered "That was lovely Jim". We must have fallen asleep in each others arms, because suddenly I heard "What are you doing in bed with Peter"? "I invited him" I said sleepily "It must have been cold in just a sleeping bag" In a moment both Billy and George were both standing beside my bed. Billy was naked and it looked as though he had a soft hard-on. Georges' underpants looked well-filled, and I wondered if he was thinking of pulling them down and pushing his cock into my mouth. I wouldn't mind, I was thinking. Jim sat up beside me. "What's going on" he asked. "Have you been grooming young Peter, getting him to do things" George asked, bending slightly over me, his bulge only 3 or 4 inches from me. "Of course not" said Jim. Billy pulled the duvet right off us. I lay there naked, my pajamas now on the floor, and Jim was laying there with a half hard-on. They both leant forward, and one said "I can smell CUM, and there are stains on the sheets." "Oh alright" said Jim "You can't tell anyone though"" What did you get up to" asked Billy...looking at me. "We had a kiss and cuddle" I said nervously, then dried up. "I gave the boy a wank" Jim said "Then he sucked me off, and swallowed the lot. Didn't you boy"? I looked up at George and Billy and nodded. "Did Jim put it in your mouth, and cum"? I nodded and felt Jims arm sliding around my waist. "See, the boy likes me, and wants to be my little sissy-boy, don't you Peter"? "No he doesn't" said George "He wants to be OUR sissy-boy. We'll share him" George pulled me to him and held my face to the front of his pants. "There you are, he'll take all our spunk....won't you boy"? I was starting to get a bit excited, and nodded, lifting my hand up behind him, and squeezing his bottom. "That's nice" George whispered. "You see, he's touching me up. He just likes old men, don't you"? I nodded after a while. I moved round and sat on the edge of the bed. "Well go on, he's waiting" said Jim. "He wants to suck both of you off, whose first"? End of Part One