Date: Sun, 21 Nov 1999 15:13:24 GMT
From: John Stevens <ashkey37@hotmail.com>
Subject: THREE IN ONE

T H R E E   I N   O N E

by John Stevens


Story Code/s: M/b/b/b


DISCLAIMER/WARNING
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This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between fully consenting
boys and a man. If this is not to your tastes, or is illegal wherever
you live, please leave now, unless you wish to be educated and/or
have an open mind. I do not necessarily approve of any of the acts
described here: "To the pure, all things are puer"

No animals were mistreated in the writing of this story, no
rain-forests devastated nor any harm done to the biosphere. In
particular, no boy was hurt in any way.

This story is pure and total fiction and for entertainment purposes
only. Any resemblance to any individual, alive or dead, is purely
coincidental


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Two in one day? I could hardly believe it as I walked with my two pick-
ups through the back streets to the home of one of them. The pair were
rough, very rough, and should have been at school but instead, I had
come across them fooling about the station near to the office block
where, a few days ago, I had just delivered the latest book I had proof-
read. It had been too easy to pick them up as well. I had merely looked at
them both for a moment and had almost been approached by them!

What I had initially seen was two very good looking lads aged about
13 or so, well shaped, even dressed better than usual nowadays. So, I
stopped for a further look - they returned my gaze and I was more than a
trifle nervous when they started walking over to me. They walked past,
smirking far too knowingly - I returned their stare, not caring what was
happening. Early in the afternoon, there were few people around so
nothing really awkward could happen.

"Who you looking at mister?" demanded the older looking boy, a
question echoed by his friend.

Time for the usual answer. "I'm not sure ... the label's fallen off!"

As ever, that provoked the usual response. "What do you fucking
mean?" The rougher looking boy was very hostile.

"What I said ... why? Don't you like being looked at?"

"You're gay!"

"So ... what's that to you? You're too young to have any sexy fun!"

"No we're not!"

"You ain't gonna bum fuck us!"

"Who said anything about that? I still say you're too young to enjoy a
nice sexy blow-job!" I turned, inwardly shaking but trying to sound calm
and uninterested in them.

"Do you mean it?" They moved to stand in front of me once more,
their looks now much less hostile, fascinated by the idea I had just
planted in their minds.

"Course ... if you're old enough to enjoy it!"

"Course we are ... do you wanna do it to us then mister?" I merely
nodded as the boys looked at each other.

"Shall we?"

"Yeah," His friend looked back to me, "Do you really wanna suck our
dicks mister?" He lowered his voice, he now looking around rather
nervously.

"Course ... if you wanted me to!"

The boys nodded at each other, the older looking one asking, "Where
can we go then mister? Do you live round here?"

"Sorry ... I live some way away ... what about where you live? Whose
parents are likely to be out?" Again I was trying to sound calm but
inwardly I was elated at the prospect that I might soon be allowed to have
some fun with these two really quite attractive youths. Rough maybe, but
in their own way quite appealing - besides most boys have got something
interesting at the top of their legs and I was already fantasising over what
there two might soon be offering!

"We could go back to my place!" Muttered one of them, his friend
nodding his agreement. Looking back to me, he asked, "Do you want to
come back there then mister?" He looked round before whispering, "An'
suck us off?"

"That's what I said ... is it far?" My two pick-ups smirked at each other
- I was smirking inwardly, certain that things were going to be not only
safe but also extremely sexy. I doubted if anything would happen than
me giving them both a blowjob, but that was all right by me!

As we walked along I told them my name, Paul, and asked theirs:
Gary & Dean were both 13, insistent that they were nearly 14. I could
agree with that and was already imagining at just what stage of puberty
they had so far reached! But they didn't really want to talk, merely
impatient to walk the relatively short distance to Dean's home and get
down to business.

It was a dismal tower block - the lift was out of order but he only lived
on the third floor. As expected, the flat was a bit of a tip but I wasn't
there to judge his family background, merely to suck his hard cock - and
then his friend's!

Once we were safely behind closed doors there came the usual
problem of how to get things going - difficult enough with one boy but
somehow harder with two! Dean led us into his bedroom, where he &
Gary had enjoyed each other's cocks before, I was certain of that! "Well?
What do you want to do?" I stood in front of them and looked into their
eyes, "Who wants to be sucked off then?"

"Are you sure?" Gary asked, "Why do you wanna do it to us?"

"Why shouldn't I? Don't you want some fun?"

"You won't hurt us will you?"

"No ... I'll try not to bite!" I grinned at them, "All I want is for you to
have fun! Anyway, no need to worry ... two against one isn't it?"

"Yeah ... you're gay then mister."

"What's that matter ... don't you like sexy fun? Do you ever wank each
other off then?"

"Sometimes!" Dean shyly replied.

"Yeah ... but we're not gay though!" Gary was quite adamant about
that!

"Who said you were? Boys your age should just have fun ... have
either of you ever been sucked then?" They shook their heads - I
presumed it was something they really wanted to experience but were
scared to try it on each other for fear of being thought gay. "Well then ...
perhaps it's time for you to find out just how sexy it is!"

I moved closer and reached out to touch the front of their tracksuit
trousers - damnable item of boy-clothing! Never gives any hint as to what
the boy might have! Of course, both Gary & Dean moved back slightly at
that, but I was ready for that and just pressed harder, trying to discover
with the back of my hands just what each boy had: very difficult and there
was no sign of arousal yet! However, they were beginning to relax and as
they realised that something sexy was about to happen, I could feel initial
signs of arousal in their clothes.

With one boy I could perhaps have gone slowly, but with two, the only
thing to do was to suggest, "That's nice ... pull your things down and let's
see what you've got to play with!"

Laughing at each other, Gary & Dean decided to co-operate and both
pulled their trousers down, revealing that as expected both were wearing
the equally unsexy boxer-shorts instead of proper underpants. However,
their boxers now did show some signs of arousal, so I once more rubbed
the backs of my hands over their slowly growing bulges.

However, very keen to see just what each boy had, I moved both hands
to Dean's waist, quickly pulling his shorts down out of the way - sadly,
Gary pulled his own down, depriving me of one little pleasure!

Now revealed were two pubescent boy-cocks at that delightfully
attractive stage of half-hardness, bouncing about sexily as the boys
moved around. Both were more than adequately equipped, both with
slightly fatter cocks than I would have expected. Of course, neither boy
was circumcised and in both cases, their foreskins were slowly retracting
as the boy's grew increasingly stiff. Underneath, Dean & Gary each had a
fair sized pair of balls, whilst each had a thick patch of hairs at the base
of their cocks, perhaps less than I would have expected, but, that's the
way I like boys!

Without being touched at all, both boy-cocks quickly stood up to
attention and I was almost mad with lust at the idea that I was going to be
allowed to play with both impressive penises and taste the boys' sperm
when it was spat onto my tongue.

However, the question was, which stiff dick should I suck first? Rather
than answer that, I moved closer to the boys and reaching out, closed my
hands round their waiting cocks. It was fantastic - it's not often that you
get the chance to hold two hot boy-cocks at the same time! Firmly, I
retracted two rather tight foreskins, then slid them back up, slowly
starting to masturbate by hot young partners. They simply stood there,
nervously looking at each other at first, then grinning at me as they
relaxed more and allowed me to rub them a little more seriously.

Although I had promised to suck them off - and that's all they would
let me do I was sure - I would have loved simply to wank them both!
Particularly the first time with a boy, that's what I like to do and so
watch
as their spunk shot from their throbbing cocks. So, with that in mind, I
carried on tossing them as we stood there, somehow synchronising my
actions on both hard cocks. I knew that boys their age often come off
very quickly in such a situation and I was hopeful that perhaps one of
them would spunk up - and shoot his load over me - before I started
sucking. I would of course be then more than willing to give him a second
orgasm, in my mouth!

"Go on," urged Dean, "you gonna suck us off mister?"

"If that's what you want ... who first then?" Inevitably, both boys
claimed that privilege so I decided to suck Gary's cock first: as it was his
home, Dean could wait a moment or so!

"Ok then Gary ... let me see what I can do for you!" I released Dean
and stood more in front of his friend. "Do you want to be sucked off?"

"Yeah ... go on!" Gary almost embarrassed by his request and looking
nervously round to his friend.

"When did you last have a wank?" I asked as I continued to rub his
cock.

"A few days ago," He laughed, "we did each other!"

"Sexy boys!" I knew what I wanted so, I released his hard dick and sat
down on the edge of Dean's bed. "Come here you!"

As he held his shirt up out of the way, Gary shuffled a little closer,
pushing his loins out at me slightly. The view of his cock was wonderful
but it wasn't there to be looked at! Neither did I really have the chance
simply to nuzzle him first, to kiss his genitals all over and play my tongue
up and down his sock. All I could do was to open my mouth and let Gary
guide his erection between my lips. It was wonderful - he was hot in all
senses of the word, delightfully smelly as well, that musky odour of
puberty that excites me so much!

Gary was surprisingly worked up and hardly had I slid my hands
round onto the back of his legs to help move him to & fro, he began to
push himself urgently at me, already noisily sucking in his breath as his
tension rose. I knew this blow-job wasn't going to take long so I tried as
best as I could to make it exciting for him, sucking him strongly as I
nodded my head up & down his hard shaft.

"Dirty sods!" Dean commented, "Hurry up ... I wanna be sucked!"
There was no reply from Gary as he was already too lost in what was
happening, fucking my mouth urgently as he held me to him.

Quickly, far too quickly, he was there.

As he tried to stifle a moan of delight, between my lips I could feel his
cock suddenly swell then, as several powerful throbs ran through it, I
could taste his hot sperm as it was pumped onto my tongue. Gary almost
collapsed onto me as he went almost wild with pleasure. His hot tasty
dick continued to spit more of his hot tasty sperm into my mouth -
perhaps four or five spurts - sweet fresh boy-sperm that was savoured to
the full before being swallowed. Holding him still, I gently lapped his
penis as it became still - Gary's grip on me relaxed and as quickly as he
had climaxed, he was still.

Jerking his body backwards from me, he pulled his cock from my
mouth, but with my hands still holding the back of his legs, I was able to
hold him close and inspect his wonderfully hard cock. It was very red,
aroused and covered with my saliva, a tiny droplet of white emerging
from that tiny slit in the end of his glans. Having taken in that erotic
sight,
I looked up. "Well? Did you like it? It was fun wasn't it Gary?"

"Wow!" he sighed, "I didn't know it'd be like that!"

"Of course ... being sucked's fun isn't it!"

"Dirty sod!" Butted in Dean, "Do me now!"

I would have wanted just to hug his friend close for a while, but this
chance to suck another hot boy-cock was one I couldn't miss! "Course ...
come here then." I moved slightly so that Dean could stand in front of me
- Gary was forgotten as this second school-boy bent his cock downwards
and aimed it at my mouth.

As with his friend, I could hardly inspect it, then lick it and only then
suck it - this boy needed to be sucked off! Swallowing hard to clear my
mouth of that wonderful flavour of Gary's sperm, I opened my mouth and
allowed Dean to push his cock between my lips. He was somehow even
more wonderful - his penis seemed harder and fatter, he tasted even
more of puberty and his pubic hairs were even more fragrant than his
friend's! Of course, I knew he would have been wanking whilst watching
me sucking Gary so again, I knew that he'd be quick. Even so, I tried very
hard to make it exciting for him, licking & sucking him even more
erotically than I had done Gary - I wanted some more fresh boy-sperm,
as much as possible!

Perhaps surprisingly, Dean took some time to reach his climax so I
was able to suck him for much longer than I would have imagined, my
head nodding up & down as he discovered how to move his cock in & out
of my mouth.

"Go on ... spunk up!" Gary urged his friend, sounding a bit bored now
that his sexual hunger had been so excitingly satisfied.

"Nearly there!" Grunted Dean - not true for he continued to fuck my
mouth for some time, his movements urgent but spasmodic. As long as
he took though, I was enjoying it, wanking him with my lips as I worked
my tongue all round, sucking strongly, making every effort to make it feel
good for Dean - and very much succeeding I know.

Eventually, he was there and with a loud gasp of delight, his body
convulsed against me as his hips pushed his suddenly spasming cock
harder into my mouth. As previously with Gary, Dean began to pump his
load of hot sperm onto my tongue - slightly more bitter this time and
certainly more of it. Spurt after spurt of fresh warm boy-spunk was
deposited on my tongue as I tried to hold him still - his thrusts were too
much and he was almost ramming his spurting cock down my throat!

Slow to come, Dean was as quick to relax as his friend had been and
again, all too soon, he jerked his cock out of my mouth: but as before, I
still had hold on him and was able to inspect it as it slapped back hard
against his body. This time, I was determined to have more so I reached
for it and, holding it gently, I pursed my lips over Dean's glans, covering
him even more with my saliva - and some of his sperm - as I tried to give
him even more pleasure.

At that, his moans became much louder but I knew that only after a
few seconds of this mutual bliss, I had to stop, the feelings in his cock
were now obviously too much for him.

"Stop it!" Dean moved back from me but when I looked up, the smile
he gave was magical - he had very much appreciated what I had done
for him, even more so that his friend. After all, he had taken longer and
had had time to enjoy himself even more than Gary. "That was fucking
amazing!" He looked round to his friend, "It was sexy ... much better than
being wanked off!"

"Yeah ... really great!" Gary lifted his shirt showing that he was still
very stiff, but it was only a playful gesture, sadly not an invitation for a
second go.

I stood up and placed a hand on each boy's hip, gently moving it
around as I told them, "That was wonderful ... thanks for letting me do it
to so sexy pair of boys as you! Did you really like it?"

"Course we did!" Dean beamed at his friend, "Much better than when
we toss each other!"

"Well, you'll have to try it on each other, won't you?"

They looked at each other, neither wanting to be considered "gay" by
doing it but both very much wanting to enjoy that special experience
again. Their questioning looks turned to smiles and they laughed at each
other, then me.

"Suppose so!" Gary told me, "You too Dean!"

"Yeah ... thanks mister for doing it to us though!"

"Yeah thanks a lot mister!" His arousal satisfied, Dean was now
nervous. "You'd better go though ... me mum'll be back soon!"

I understood so moved away from them. "Ok ... first ... let me!" I
reached down and once more grasped the very stiff penises, "Thanks for
letting me suck you ... it was fun!"

"Yeah!" Dean pushed me away, he and his friend then reaching down
for their clothes to get dressed.

I watched unable to give them a last fond grope before allowing Dean
to show me out of his home. At his front-door, I thanked them once more,
they thanked me even more enthusiastically and quickly, I wandered
down the stairs to the street. I was quite dazed, unable to believe what
had happened - picking up a boy in public was a rare enough event, but
two such as Dean & Gary was almost a unique experience, especially as
they had been interested in fellatio and not a simple wank.
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Somehow I walked back to the station, waited for my train and
managed to climb on board. It was only when sitting down that my mind
switched back on and I realised I was sitting opposite an amazingly
beautiful boy. Despite what had happened and the way I was busy
burning into my memory full details of all that had just happened, this boy
was amazing - if Dean & Gary had been rather rough lads, this boy was
simply beautiful.

He was probably 13, smartly dressed in the uniform of our local
"public" school. Blond - of course - blue eyes, very long eyelashes, clear
complexioned though his nose was slightly greasy, indicating that he was
probably just into puberty, just about able to spunk up, just a few pubic
hairs - just perfect.

Of course it was just an idle dream, one I almost didn't want after
what I had just enjoyed doing with Gary & Dean - but one should never
miss the chance to admire a pretty face and dream of what was in his
under-pants!

I couldn't help staring at him - for the whole length of the journey! To
my surprise, he didn't seem to worry much as most boys do these days.
In fact, after we'd gone through several stations, I noticed him having to
sit up more as he slid a hand into his pocket to try and adjust his rather
obviously aroused state! His school grey trousers hid nothing and as
much as he tried, he found it difficult to conceal his arousal - the more he
tried, the more obvious his efforts were, though I doubt if anyone else
sitting near us realised his predicament. I tried smiling discreetly at him,
he frowning back before he stared out of the window. However, he was
soon in "trouser" difficulty once more as he slumped down on the seat.
He now just sat there - to my surprise, when we reached my station, he
also got up, the pair of us standing by the semi-automatic doors as we
waited for the train to stop. Then, for the first time, he managed to give
me a shy smile as his hand once more went back into his pocket to
adjust his erection!

I allowed him to get off first, slowly following him up the stairs, able
then to admire his cute little bum in his rather tight trousers. Outside the
station - why hadn't I seen him before in the neighbourhood? - he turned
to the right. Not my way but I was going to follow him, admiring him again
although thoughts of two hot spunking cocks in my mouth were
uppermost in my mind. A little way from the station was a park into which
he turned. I hung back slightly but carried on following, only really trying
to find out where this boy lived in the hope that one day - well, we can all
dream!

He wandered towards the flower gardens then, he seemed to
disappear. I speeded up and found no sign of him - that is until I
remembered the connecting pathway between the two halves of the park,
a winding path in a sort of cutting, crossed at one point by a minor
roadway.

Apprehensive that he might have gone through there to escape from
me, I nevertheless followed - if he was scared and had tried to run off,
then I could simply turn and go home - where I could lie on my bed and
dream of the two hot, spunking, boy-cocks I'd just been privileged to
suck.

To my astonishment though, he was standing half way along the path,
just where it was covered by the bridge. He was looking as nervous as I
had been and I suddenly realised that I was going to be in luck again!

"What you following me for?" He asked as I drew closer, "You gay
mister?" He sounded a little hostile, but more so, I felt it was a simple
demand to find out if I was really interested in him.

"Depends." I stood in front of him, "Do you feel in the mood for what I
want?"

"What do you want?" He suddenly smiled, the effect on his pretty face
quiet devastating. "You made me go hard on the train ... looking at me ...
do you wanna wank me off then mister?"

"Course I do ... can I?" Without hesitating, I moved closer and
brushed the back of my hand against the front of his trousers: to my
surprise, he was already aroused!

"Yeah ... where?" He sounded keen, surprisingly so.

I was stunned - not an hour ago I had sucked off two pubescents, but
now, here was an even more beautiful boy - less mature I was sure than
Gary or Dean - asking if I wanted fun with him. I could hardly refuse
although I knew I was really in my bed fast asleep, dreaming!

"Do you live far? Or my place?" I pressed my hand firmly against his
trousers - he was almost completely erect and it felt great!

"No ... up by the church?" He pushed my hand away with a broad grin

"Ok ... come on then." If he wanted an al fresco wank, well, that was
not my preference, but of course, the boy is in charge! Anyway, we would
be quite safe where he had suggested, especially at that time of the day.

So, we set off through the park, me not believing that it was all
happening - three in one day? Impossible!

On the way, I discovered his name - Marcus - and that he was
thirteen. Happy to answer my questions, he told me that he had been off
school to go to the dentist and that, yes he did live round here - of course
in one of the smartest private streets.

>From the park, it was easy to cross the road and go into the hilly
woodland where St Augustine's Church stood at the top surrounded by
quite dense woods. Also the area was quite thick with bushes where,
over the years, I had picked up one or two local boys and given them
their pleasure (often, sadly, paid-for) in the area I now led Marcus.

Nearer the church, we both became more nervous about anyone
catching sight of us but certain we had been unseen - an unlikely event
at that time of day - we sneaked into the thicker bushes and in fact, right
up to the walls of the church.

"It's Ok here ... no one comes round here!" Marcus giggled and I
couldn't see the source of his amusement.

"How do you know?" I smiled, "An' what's so funny?"

"Some of us in the choir," he nodded towards the church, "come
round here after practice or services and," he looked rather knowingly at
me, "you know ... we all have a wank ... we never get caught!" Interesting
news - my latest partner was as experienced as my earlier partners! A
choirboy who enjoyed playing with other choristers' cocks - just as I had
when I was his age!

Moving closer to this attractive 13 year-old, I brushed my hand
against the front of his trousers - by then, his cock had gone down, but I
kept my hand there, gently pressing as I stared into his blue eyes.

"That's nice ... shall I get it out?" He blushed, "It's not very big."

"Who cares about that." I could now feel stirrings in his clothes, but for
the moment, I was happy just to carry on fondling him delicately: I didn't
want to rush things. "Anyway, it feels nice to me Marcus." I moved slightly
so that I could slide my left arm round him as I started to rub the front of
his trousers more urgently with the flat of my right hand. "There ... feels
like it's getting nice an' hard now ... perfect for wanking ... and it feels
quite big enough for that!"

"Suppose so ... do you want me to toss you as well?" Almost shy but
he turned his head and looked more seriously at me.

"Great ... I bet you're good at it!"

Marcus smirked, "Maybe ... go on though get it out and wank me!"

"Hold on ... come here." I released him, grasped his hand and pulled
it to my trousers. Marcus didn't hesitate and was instantly busy exploring
me whilst I resumed my fondling him through his clothes.

"This is nice," he sighed as he squeezed me, "bigger than mine ...
mine's only small."

It didn't feel so to me! "No it's not ... it's just right, just right for
wanking
Marcus!"

"Yeah ... get it out then." His repeated demand now had to be
responded to so I turned more to face him and started to undo his
trousers. Marcus stood there and let me undo his belt, before I pulled his
zip down. Then, his trousers could be pulled open, he now pulling his
school jacket wider open with his elbows as his hands lifted his shirt out
of the way.

Unlike my earlier pick-ups, Marcus was wearing *proper* underpants -
white ones, just as I prefer. They bulged very invitingly so before going
any further, I gently rubbed my fingers over that bulge, Marcus squirming
in delight. His cock was clearly outlined and despite what he had said, it
looked more than adequate for a boy his age and general bodily build.

"That's nice ... let's have a look then shall we?" As I spoke, I grasped
the waistband of his pants, pulled it out and then down enough to free his
penis. My eyes were glued to it - it was quite slim, a good four inches
long, his foreskin partially retracted (I had somehow expected him to be
circumcised) but to my surprise, he had no hair at all! "Very nice ...
really
nice Marcus! That's a lovely dick ... perfect for wanking!" With both
hands, I pulled his pants half way down his thighs, freeing his balls, much
larger than I would have imagined.

Finally, I was able to grasp him and as I gave a fond squeeze, that
usual shiver of delight that I always get when touching a boy for the first
time coursed through my body.

"That's nice ... go on then Paul ... wank me!"

"What's the hurry?" I looked up to him, "Can you spunk up yet?" It
was a valid question - his balls were big, but his lack of hair suggested
otherwise.

"Course I can ... just a bit though!"

"And how long have you been able to?"

"Couple of months."

"Sounds Ok ... and when did you last have a wank then?" I had
started to rub him, amazed at how sexy his penis felt and the wonderfully
erotic way his foreskin slid to & fro over his purple glans. I had no
intention of suggesting some fellatio - this time, I wanted to see my
partner as he shot his load!

"The other day ... Tuesday ... when I got home from school!" He
laughed, "Here's the stain on my jacket!" He pointed out the faint white
mark with a wicked smile on his pretty face.

"Very sexy ... but your cock feels nice to me ... not so small either!"

"Show me yours then!" Impatiently, he reached for my trousers, "Let
me get it out then!"

"Ok ... show me how sexy you are!" I released him and stood so that
he could undo my trousers, Marcus as keen to see my dick as I had been
to see his.

He wasted no time and with my trousers wide open, placed his hand
on the front of my pants, grinning wickedly as he explored. "That's nice ...
Wow!" He had pulled my pants down, impressed with what was now on
show! He looked up, "That's nice ... shall I!" Without waiting for my assent
permission, he closed his hand round me, quickly showing that he knew
what to do. Looking up, he smirked as he demanded, "Do me as well
then."

It was a request that had to be obeyed, so turning slightly I grasped
him once more, the pair of us now staring into each other's eyes as we
wanked each slowly! It was heavenly for me and I could see that Marcus
was really enjoying himself as well.

"Am I doing it right?" He soon asked, "You're good at wanking ... my
cock feels great."

"Well, it feels great to me ... and of course you're wanking me right ...
really good!" In fact, I was getting very aroused by his action - not
surprising considering what was in my stomach! So, I pushed his hand
from my cock, released his and quickly moved so that our erections were
rubbing together. Marcus understood and when I placed my hands under
his shirt just above his bum, he did the same to me as he playfully
rubbed his cock against mine.

"Nice?" I muttered as I hugged him closer.

"Yeah ... it's fun!" He paused, "Who first?"

"I'll wank you shall I?" I knew that he wouldn't lose interest once he'd
enjoyed his orgasm - my own wank was assured! My hope was that once
we'd done each other, I could do him a second time!

"Ok ... do me then ... I really want one now ... toss me off then I'll do
you!" He moved into position at my side, pulling my hand down to his
waiting penis.

As I grasped his erection, my arm went round his waist so that I could
pull him closer. It all felt utterly wonderful as I stared moving his
foreskin
up & down over his glans, his dick very hard in my hand, his balls jiggling
about underneath. I was still surprised that he had no hair but his balls
were big enough and he'd said he could spunk up - he was soon going to
prove it! So, I rubbed him faster and faster, savouring the distant smell of
puberty coming from his young body.

Marcus's tension was rising fast, the boy soon almost panting for
breath he approached his orgasm. "Nearly there ... keep on!"

"I will you sexy boy ... come on then ... let's see you spunking up!" It
was an almost unnecessary order for he was suddenly there. A spasm
ran through his body as his cock suddenly kicked in my fingers. From it
there shot a thin watery stream of white boy-cream, the hot liquid going
some way in front of his quivering body before it fell to the leaf-covered
ground. I slowed right down, captivated by the sight, sound and even
smell of his boyish orgasm.

Marcus grunted distantly, his hips pushing forwards as his schoolboy
dick jerked a few more times, each jerk producing another thin squirt of
boy-cream, the stuff now merely trickling from his dick and sliding over
my fingers onto his clothes bunched between his legs. All the time he
was whimpering noisily, his pleasure very obvious as his orgasm surged
through his young body.

It was great - simply wonderful but sadly, like most freshly pubescent
boys, his orgasm was quickly over. I held his cock still, shook off the last
droplets of his precious offering, then pressed it gently against his
glabrous belly. "There ... what a sexy clever boy you are Marcus ... was
that nice?"

"Great ... really good Paul!" He was very pleased with what I had
done for him. "The best anyone has ever wanked me." He giggled. "Did
you like doing me?"

"Wonderful ... just great!"

"Ok ... my turn now." He was quite practical about it, swapping places
so that he could hold me the way I'd been holding him. His hand round
my cock felt simply wonderful, even more so when he started to wank me
in an amazingly lascivious way. Some boys seem to know what to do to
someone else almost instinctively and Marcus was certainly gifted that
way. He knew just how to move his fingers up & down my hard shaft,
twisting them round slightly, squeezing me sexily as he rubbed me,
gradually building up his speed as he settled down to his task.

"This is great." He soon whispered, not faltering though in what he
was doing, "Is it all right?"

"Fantastic ... keep on Marcus ... I'm nearly there!" He didn't need to
do much to me really for as I've said, what had happened earlier had got
me very aroused. "Go on ... coming!" As I spoke, my orgasm suddenly
overwhelmed me.

Unable to prevent myself making a lot more noise than he had, my
cock throbbed strongly in his hand - very strongly, the first jet of sperm
shooting a considerable way in front of us. Of course, Marcus knew how
to handle a spunking cock and carried on his task most erotically: as he
rubbed me, more sperm shot from my wildly throbbing cock, even the
fifth spurt going much further than his initial shot! I moaned and gasped
loudly, it was an orgasm better than any I'd enjoyed for many years. Of
course, sucking Dean & Gary had got me very worked up, but Marcus's
skill did much of the work, giving me some of the most exquisite feelings
as he rubbed away on my jerking penis.

Finally holding me still, he managed to milk out the last dribbles of
sperm, grinning wickedly at me as he appreciated how powerfully his
wank had affected me. "There ... was that nice? Did I wank you right?"

"Wonderful Marcus ... fucking wonderful!" I managed to whisper as I
gradually regained my composure, now able to stand up without leaning
against him.

"It was fun ... I liked doing that!" Marcus looked proud of himself, "You
shot a lot as well ... it went further than mine!"

"That's because you wanked me really sexily!" All I wanted to do was
to kiss him, but if I couldn't do that, I was able to turn so that our damp
cocks rubbed together. Marcus enjoyed that, this time rubbing himself
against me and not objecting when I slid my hands round to hold his firm
little buttocks. "There ... that's better ... what a sexy boy you are Marcus
... I'm really glad I met you you know!"

"Me too!" He smirked, "It's been fun ... you wanked me really great
and it was great tossing you off as well Paul."

"Tell me though ... you're thirteen right?"

"Yeah ... so?"

"Thirteen and how many months?"

"Two ... why?"

"Because," How could I be ask without embarrassing him, "When I
first saw this thing," I ran a hand round his body and managed to grasp
him - Marcus was still very stiff, "I was surprised that you don't have any
hair."

He blushed slightly, "Well ... there are some ... very short ones. Just a
few!"

"Let me see then. Show me!"

Marcus laughed as he stood back slightly. I just stopped down in front
of him and as he pointed his cock downwards out of the way, I moved in
very close to his loins. Yes - he was right, there were a few very wispy,
rather short blond hairs, not much more than body fuzz really! I was
enthralled at this close-up of his pubescent body, even more so when
Marcus let go of his cock and let it slap up against my face. He did it
again - I just let him do so, happy that he was being so playful with me.

Looking up, I grinned at him and told him, "If you do that again I shall
have to deal with your dick!"

"No you won't!"

He did it again so now I grasped his bum and pulled him closer
allowing Marcus to nuzzle himself against my face. It was heavenly so I
simply stayed there like that for the rest of the day. Now that I had
wanked him off and seen his ability, there was only one thing to do, so
without even suggesting it, I began to lick his dick, Marcus squirming
against me as he discovered what I'm sure was a new pleasure.

"That's nice ... do it some more Paul!" He quite superfluously
demanded.

I didn't even bother to look up or reply, merely continuing to lick all
round his young genitals. With one hand, I grasped his cock and tugged
back his foreskin, my tongue now able to slide up his hard shaft and play
all round his sensitive glans. As expected, the effect on him was quite
staggering: Marcus sucked in his breath noisily then whimpering loudly
as he panted in pure pleasure. I knew he was aroused enough for a
second orgasm so - time for fellatio!

Opening my mouth, I quickly had him between my lips, sucking him
strongly as his hips responded by shoving his cock almost down my
throat. However as much as I wanted to take my time on him, Marcus
was almost instantly there

As he tried to stifle a loud yelp of pleasure, I could feel his cock
spasming between my lips as he deposited a few precious drops on my
tongue: not much really, just enough to give me that flavour of boy-
sperm, the third load I had tasted that afternoon and easily the best.

Quick to come, Marcus quickly pulled his cock from my mouth - it
slapped back against his almost hairless belly, wet with my saliva, a
white smear at the very tip. His foreskin slid up to cover most of his glans
and even as I inspected him, he started to lose some of his stiffness.

Standing up I once more placed my hands on his hips. "Well young
man? Did you like being sucked off?"

"What happened?" He was quite bewildered by what I had just done
to his dick.

"I just sucked you off ... pity you were so quick ... being sucked off's
much better than being wanked isn't it?"

"It felt amazing ... your tongue tickled ... my dick tingled all over,
especially when I spunked up." He was trying to come to terms with what
had happened, "Did you mind when I spunked up?"

"No of course not ... that was the best thing I could do for you, so how
could I mind?"

"Yeah ... I've never had that done to me before. Thanks!"

"And I've not sucked anyone as nice as you for a long time!" Well,
almost not quite as nice as him, great as Dean & Gary had been to
fellate! I smiled at him, "And I'll do that for you whenever you'd like it
... or
a nice sexy wank!"

"Ok!" His eyes lit up - I think that up to then, he had thought that our
fun had been a one-off, he thought that I probably wouldn't want to see
him again! "Do you want to meet me again and wank each other," he
blushed slightly, "or suck me?"

"Course I want to meet you again Marcus ... and wank your cock, and
let you wank me ... and suck you as well!"

He moved slightly and looked down. "Looks like it's had enough
wanking for today!" He indicated his penis which now looked very small
indeed - certainly Marcus has the biggest expansion rate of any boy I've
ever had.

"That's fine ... but when shall we see each other again?"

"Are you sure you want to see me?" Still almost shy, still almost
nervous of suggesting a repeat performance of what he had so much
enjoyed.

"Course I want to see you ... next time you can come home with me,
it'll be more fun naked on my bed!"

Marcus smirked, "Great!" His eyes lit up, "And I can wank you again!"

"Wonderful!" Despite my still very aroused state, I reached down for
my clothes and started to dress, Marcus doing the same.

"I'd better get home quick ... me mum will wonder where I've got to!"
He laughed, "She'd go mad if she knew ... she caught me an' me mate
Tom wanking once and really told us off!" He tried to look more street-
wise, "Silly woman!" Laughing once more, he grasped my hand, "Come
on." As we sat off he re-assured me, "Don't worry, she'll never find out ...
when can I see you again then?"

We squeezed our way round the bushes to the front of the church
and, seeing no-one around, continued down the path. I was even keener
to see Marcus again than he was to see me and he was very keen.
Saturday was our planned meeting - I was to meet him outside the
station and then take him home, "Then we can wank each other and you
can suck me off again!" I was happy for that!
=======

Well, yesterday, we met as planned, he came back to my flat and we
were very quickly naked in my bed. During the afternoon I gave him three
blow jobs, his hot spunk tasting utterly magical each time! To my
surprise, not only did he give me a fantastic wank, but when I vaguely
suggested it, he was happy to roll onto his belly so that I could fuck his
lovely little bum. Incredibly enough, he really loved being fucked!

Marcus is keen for many more repeat performances of all we've
enjoyed so far - he's mine for some time now I think.

All in all then, it wasn't two in one day, it was three - three-in-one, but
the greatest was the one


THE END
June 1996