VILLAGE BOYS
Village Boys 2 Simon Tries Boy
`Village Boys' is a series of self-contained short stories, each complete in itself but each related to the others in the series as the boys in the stories all come from the same, small hamlet somewhere in England.
The usual warnings that these short stories is about sexual encounters between adult males and teenage boys. They are fantasy stories, not accounts of any actual events, and any resemblance between the characters and `real life' persons is totally accidental.
Simon Tries Boy Is a short story by Ivor Sukwell.
"You ought to slip him one," my bloke Seamus said when we were having a spliff after he'd fucked me. We always had a joint after, an' that was only fair, really, cos weed's how he got to get my arse in the first place.
"Dunno," I said, "Ain't never thought of doing a boy."
An' that were true an' all. I were fine with Seamus screwing me, an' why not, cos I's legal now an' if I fancies cock up me bum there's no reason why I shouldn't have it. Course, I weren't legal when he first got his cock in there, was I, not by more than a year, but that didn't stop him going for it an' it didn't stop me from sayin' he could cos I fancied findin' out what it were like. But as for me own cock, well that were quite happy with Sarah, then with Liz an' now with Claire. Me cock knew its way into cunt an' it had never made no complaints.
Course, me arse hadn't made no complaints either, it were happy gettin' plugged regular, so I reckoned I were about as well sorted as a kid of sixteen can be, dint see no need to go chasin' after boy arse when I never went short of girl fanny to shag.
"He's a tasty bit of flesh," me bloke says, but then he says that about anything under seventeen that's got a cock between its legs, but, in this case, I had to sorta admit that he were right, cos Wes were a tasty bit of flesh – if you goes for kids, that is.
"He ain't fuckin' legal, though," I says, as though that made any difference.
"Taste better that way," he grins an' helps himself to a handful of me balls. He dint get me off by fucking me this time so he knew he had a job to do and finish me cos I had no intention of going home with spunk still in me balls, did I!
Course, I knew what he really had in mind were me getting this kid sorted an' available like, an' then he could step in an' take over. I were movin' towards seventeen an' he were gonna be needin' a replacement in a few months an' Wes fitted the bill nicely. I mean, he coulda just gone for Wes himself, but he had this idea he were doin' me a favour an' gettin' me inter boys like. I were gonna be too old to be worth fuckin' soon, but he reckoned I were well enough into cock to not want to go without, an' if he could help me develop a taste for kids then I wouldn't go missin' havin' his cock so much.
Yer, I would miss his cock cos I does like bein' fucked, there ain't no two ways about that. But I likes fuckin' girls an' all, so I don't know if I wants a boy. Probly would never have thought about havin' one if it ain't bin fer Wes showin' up, cos, believe me, he is fuckin' tasty an' fuckin' hot an' all!
He's a tall kid, justa bit shorter than me so the top of his head is just above me nose an' he's built like a fuckin' bamboo cane but he ain't skinny somehow. He got these long legs that seem to go right up to his armpits, an' when he's in his shorts fer drama yer can see that though they're slender there's a bit of shape to them an' muscle an' all. Not like mine, cos I got well skinny legs an' I NEVER wears shorts cos who'd wanna see my fuckin' legs! An' he's got these amazin' lips, you know, thickish but not silly thick so you's wonderin' what it'd be like ter snog him, an' tell yer the truth, I get a serious bone if I thinks about them round me cock an' him givin' me a gobble.
Oh yer, an' he's a black kid an' all; not proper black, more a sorta milk chocolate colour an' he is so fuckin' sexy! Well, I mean, yer can tell how sexy he is cos he well turns me on an' I don't think about boys, so yer can imagine what he does fer me bloke like, cos boys is all he ever thinks about.
So anyway, this kid Wes turns out to be a proper flirt, don't he. Don't get me wrong, or nothing, cos he was a real boy, if yer knows what I means, there weren't nothing girly about him or anything. But he could play the tart, no problems, posin' an' flutterin' his eyelashes, an' blowin' little kisses an' stuff, but yer knew he were only puttin' it on an' havin' a bleedin' good laugh when he got some kid or other all embarrassed like.
An' then the black bleeder starts on me, don't he! We has ter play these trust games like an' one of them is when one kid lets `imself fall backwards like, an' the kid behind `as ter catch him `fore he hits the floor an' does himself a damage. When yer gets good at it an' the pair of you's a long way apart we uses a crash mat, just in case like. Anyway, this bloody Wes has picked me as his partner like, an' we got the crash mat out. Anyway, I'm doin' the catchin' ain't I, an' I knows I gotta be quick cos I'm a good five steps behind him. So he makes it look like he gonna fall, I rushes in ter catch him an' the bleeder ain't moved! Course, I got me arms out ter catch him, ain't I, an' he waits till I'm right up behind him `fore he falls back like so he goes straight inter me arms with his crinkly black hair ticklin' me nose. So there I am with me arms round him, his head on me bleeding shoulder, an' he flutters his bleedin' lashes, don't he, an' says, "Oh darling, I didn't know you felt this way about me."
Course, the whole bloody place collapses don't it, an' I'm feelin' a right tit!
Anyway, next couple of weeks he pulls more stunts like, don't he, an' they all finishes up with me havin' him in me bleedin' arms somehow or other, but he does it so over camp like that everyone knows it's all just a laugh, `cept that I were gettin' the definite feelin' that he were sorta comin' on ter me.
Yer, I knows, I were bleedin' slow on the uptake like, cos if some kid's always throwin' himself in yer arms an' sorta gettin' in clinches with yer, then I spose it's pretty obvious really what he got in mind, ain't it. Course, if it'd been a bird I'd `ave had me hand on her tits an' her knickers off soon as pos like, but it weren't a bird an' I ain't never done nothin' or thought about doin' nothin' with a kid, `ad I. An' yer, yer can say I must be bleedin' thick an' all, cos I'd been takin' me bloke's cock up me arse fer more than a year so I shoulda `ad some bloody idea about what's what, shouldn't I!
Anyway, he don't stop, do he, an' I does eventually get round ter thinkin' about it, an' that's when I mentions it ter me bloke, cos I thinks as he's bummed loadsa kids he might have some idea if this Wes kid is tryin' ter get me or just `avin' a laugh, an' that's when he tells me I should slip him one.
Well, like I said, I ain't never done a boy an' I dint have the foggiest how ter go about it, an' anyway, I lives out in the Marshes an' this Wes kid is about twenty miles away the other side of the river, so there ain't no way I could get to do him even if I were up fer it.
Then me bloke decides ter `ave a `Allowee'n party, don't he, fer the Drama group like, at his place, an' he lives in the town. Course, I'm thinkin' that as he knows I ain't got no way of gettin' `ome after an' will `ave ter stay the night, he's plannin' on `avin' me fer a night's bummin', an' it weren't the first time what he done that. Well, as I like gettin' bummed, I ain't got no worries, `as I. So we `as a good party like, an' get well stoned an' a bit pissed an' the other kids wanders off home or gets collected, all `cept me an' this Wes. Seems he gotta stay the night an' all.
So I'm thinkin' me bloke's cocked up there cos no way can he bum me all night with Wes around, an' when we's `ad a nightcap joint like, me bloke tells me an' Wes we can kip in the spare room, an' ter be honest, I'm thinking, `fuck it' like cos the weed `as got me well horny an' I really fancied `avin' me bloke's cock in me, an' now I gotta share a room with Wes. Probly be dodgy even tryin' ter `ave a wank!
Anyway, we goes in this spare room an' bugger me, but there's only the one bed, ain't there! Yer it's a double an' there's plenty of room fer the two of us, but no chance at all of a wank now, is there! An' I'll probly `ave ter sleep with most of me clothes on an' all cos I can't just strip off like normal can I, not if I gotta share a bed with another kid.
Anyway, this Wes is well gone, ain't he, an' he giggles like crazy when he sees we gotta share a bed, an' then he starts hummin' `Fanlight Fan' an' starts doin' a fuckin' strip tease, don't he!
Well, I gotta tell yer, he were fuckin' good at it an' all. Really gettin' in the part like, an' I'm near pissin' meself with laughin' as he gets his kit off bit by bit, twirls it round his head, tosses it on the floor an' starts on the next bit.
Well, he gets right down ter his knickers don't he, an' fuck me, I ain't laughin' no more cos I'm thinkin' he looks fuckin' lush, them long, slender legs with this real sexy sorta curve, not gettin' fat at the top like a bird's legs does, an' I'm sorta wonderin' why I'm thinkin this kid looks lush cos he's a kid an' not a bird, like, so why the fuck `ave I got a bleedin' bone?
An' fuck me, he ain't wearin' pants like, he's got this sorta bikini type slip on an' it's bright red an' don't leave almost nothin' to the imagination, an' fuck me, but I'm thinkin' I don't wanna use me imagination, I wants ter see what he's bleedin' got!
Course, I knows I shouldn't be thinkin' that but I fuckin' is! An' while I'm thinkin' I shouldn't be thinkin' he carries on with his fuckin' tease, pullin' down bits of his slip thing but never quite showin' me what I'm fuckin' pantin' ter see now. Then he turns his back on me, wiggles his arse a bit, pulls his slip down an' off, wiggles his arse again, turns his head so he's lookin' at me, blows me a fuckin' kiss an' hops inter bed.
He's gone ter bed stark bollock naked an' I gotta sleep with him!
Well, takes me about half a minute ter make up me mind, don't it, cos, kid or not, I'm seriously fuckin' horny now, an' I gets me own kit off quick as I can, pants an' all, an' course, I got this `uge fuckin' bone, ain't I, an' Wes licks his fuckin' lips when he sees it!
Soon as I'm in bed he's got his arms round me an' I got mine round him an' me bone's pushed right up against him an' I can feel his against me. I tells him he's a fuckin' tart an' he sniggers an' asks me if I can't tell the difference between a tart an' a boy an' he rubs his cock against me hard, an' I'm horny as fuck an' I don't care no more that he's a kid, I just wants ter do stuff an' fuck him!
So I thinks, fuck it, an' goes fer a snog, an' bugger me, but he snogs better than Mandy or Liz or Sarah or Claire or any other bird that I swapped spit with an' I just gotta get at his cock, ain't I. So I stops snoggin' him an' goes down fer a mouthful an' fuck me, but it's just like the rest ov him, long an' slender wiv a lotta skin on it, but, fuck me, he ain't got no pubes! Did I enjoy slurping on that milk-chocolate lolly or what!
Then he sorta twist about an' he's down on my cock an' all an' them lush lips is round me dick an' he's slurpin' away like a good `un an' it's fuckin' amazin'. Fuck me, I'm thinkin' this is already better than any bird I bin wiv an' I ain't even fucked him yet!
Did fuck him, though, an' he fucked me an' all cos me bleedin' bloke `ad set it up ain't he an' left a tube of bleedin' lube out fer us ter use.
An' we dint just do it once, did we! No fuckin' way!
"Fuck me," I says ter him, "But your arse is better than any cunt wot I bin in, an' I loves yer cock an' all."
Well, he gets all sexy an' cuddles up, don't he, shovin' one of them long legs between me thighs, an' tells me I can have as many goes at it as I fancies cos he can do his kippin' when he gets `ome termorrer. An' I says yer, me an' all, an' wot wiv him bein' fourteen an' me sixteen an' we both `avin' only spunked the once all day `fore we cums up each other's bums like, we gets down ter it some more. He feeds me the cream from his chocolate lolly, an' that were fuckin' lush an' all, an' I feeds him mine, an' we stops fer a fag break then does some more fuckin' don't we.
Well, I gotta say, if that's wot fuckin' boys is like, it's way better than birds! Course, I'm still gonna fuck birds, ain't I. Cos yer got to ain't yer, but it were well good `avin' his cock in me an' all!