Date: Mon, 10 Jun 2013 16:15:04 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: Waking up Part 3 Waking up Part 3 Both Barry and I had recently turned 12, within a couple of months of each other as it happened and changes were taking place, pubic hair was appearing for one thing and now when we came, there were tiny drops of stuff on the tips of our pricks. Their house was essentially a farmhouse surrounded by outbuildings and cottages used as holiday lets it was roomy inside but some of the upstairs was under repair - his Mum was quite apologetic when she said we'd have to share a bedroom, little did she know! All I really wanted was to get Barry somewhere quiet and I was sort of permanently hard at the prospect. Eventually she went off to do things around the place leaving Barry to show me around, rambling through the outbuildings was interesting and then we came to the hay loft, you reached it by ladder, our eyes met and each knew what the other was thinking. Climbing up beghind Barry I had his bottom in view and not for the first time I wondered..well he had perfectly shaped globes that showed beneath his pants and, well I'd heard...anyway, once up there we cleared some space and checked for privacy, and decided to remove our pants completely, this was luxury. Cuddling Barry I let a hand stray to his buttocks and began to fondle them, I had the other arm around his slim waist so was able to pull him close, our pricks were touching and it was fun moving them so as to rub against each other...it felt rather nice too! As I explored Barry's buttocks I slipped a finger up their cleft and sought his hole, don't know why, just seemed natural...I wiggled my finger and teased the edges a bit to hear him mutter "That's very nice, oooh yesssss....nice..." so emboldened I poked my finger up a little way, Barry tensed..."Yesss...It's nice....very nice..." I didn't go any further but already thoughts were forming - I'd heard that there were men who liked fucking us boys and began to see the possibilities..would I like to be fucked? The answer was "yes - but by the right man!" With that, we turned to the serious business of pleasuring each other and time passed most enjoyably. Barry and I were now so skilled that we were able to sort of bring each other to the boil before easing off, the sight of him naked from the waist down with his erection poking up was - wow! I felt so lucky to have such a beautiful friend! Thanks to our youth we'd spend our day in a state of semi undress in various parts of the grounds, evenenings would mostly find us occupying the same bed once we deemed it safe and all sound in the house had ceased - a bit like school really. At the end of our first week Barry's Mum announced she'd be going up to London for a couple of days BUT she'd made arrangements, her brother Roger would be here to keep an eye on things. This I knew was Barry's Uncle Roger and from what he'd told me...this could be fun. It was his singing that announced the arrival...something slightly off colour perhaps but harmless enough, later having met him I would have used those words to describe his appearance too...I think he was younger than Barry's Mum. Well, we farewelled her and went inside, I noticed Uncle Roger was summing me up..Barry took the plunge "You'll get on wonderfully Uncle Rog., he likes the same things we do!" His uncle beamed with relief "Yes, I can see he's a nice looking fellow and probably fond of a bit of fun? Just as well, now Barry you've just had your 12th birthday...I know you'll have got the money I sent...ahem don't worry about the 'thank you' either because I know a very nice way you can say 'thanks' to me right here! After dinner...what say we play some - new games?" Barry was curious I could tell, what were these 'new games'? As we expected the fun began that evening. The room was lovely and warm, Uncle Roger was waiting "Hello boys, Barry now I wonder could you do a favour, best you do it, ask your new friend very nicely - would he please undress for me?" I didn't mind at all, heaven knew I'd done it in front of a man before and besides I enjoyed men looking at me, so I was quite casual about it, only turning to face him at the last possible moment so he could see my erection. He feasted his eyes on me...oh yes Barry, nice, very nice...he's lovely, now let's have you undress too please....and then come over her because there's something I want to show you, yes play with yourselves...now look at these. Uncle Roger had a book, not one of those cheap magazines but this one was artistically presented, the compiler enjoyed his work and obviously loved the subject matter. The full page pictures, they were all of young boys, our age or even less...they were with a man our group of men. The first page captioned "Wrestling" pictured a muscular young man clasping a naked crouching boy...then we noticed it, the young man's erection, it was almost completely embedded in the boy's buttocks. Barry and I glanced at each other...this was what we'd talked about. Uncle Roger's dressing gown had opened and I noticed that Barry had his Uncle's penis in his hand while he fondled me with the other...I felt for his and began to caress it. Next page we saw a youngster maybe about 10, he had one foot up on a toilet bowl while behind we could clearly see the penis entering him, his opening stretched probably to the limits, yet he was smiling. There were lots of variations shown, all beautifully photographed, some were historical depicting ancient art work "You see boys...this has been going on for ever, men have always enjoyed fucking chaps your age and why not? You're both very attractive, don't tell me you haven't thought about it?" Well we had thought about it of course but now....well we loved the pictures and yes, they gave us all sorts of ideas...we both blurted out that the pictures were incredible...in fact we'd both cum while looking and were already up again, we were both well and truly on heat, as if he didn't know! Uncle Roger thought then suggested...if you like...we could start off now...slowly of course and just to see if it suits you...what do you think Barry?" I'd already given him finger of course, and he'd loved it so....I wasn't surprised when he said "Show me how to do it and what I need...and yes..." I asked if I could watch "Of course you can..and just maybe...if I've strength enough left after Barry...you would like a turn?" I agreed that I would! Uncle Roger took over, he produced some impressive looking jar "It's a lubricant with an anaesthetic to stop you feeling sore, particularly for the first time and besides...it's a good thing to use a lubricant anyway, it's very special down there and you can get some lovely feelings so - you mustn't be rough, ever! The other thing Barry" - here he behan smoothing stuff between his buttocks, then worming it in, the rest he rubbed on to his prick "is to relax, most important, even pretend to have a crap, yes gross I know and don't go too far but you boys will have a very tight ring outside, it needs to relax, relax, relax so a prick can get in and up you...understand? And if ever it hurts too much only say so and I'll stop". Uncle Rog. made Barry lean over the arm of the sofa, he looked fabulously sexy, a sort of bare angel with buttocks gleaming and his prick was still stiff, we grinned at each other then I watched as his uncle got behind him "Remember darling, just relax, come on beautiful, relax...there!" Barry's eyes opened wide and his lips parted as if in shock, his uncle was pushing, oh so slowly, then Barry gave a gasp and - relaxed, his uncle's prick seemed to hesitate, then resume its slow progress up him "I'm bursting Uncle Rog. are you in? I need to get used to you, just a bit....of a breather..amazing...feels so strange..it's all new sort of....give us a bit longer...ok Uncle Rog. - fuck me!" He gave a giggle as he looked at me. This was the good bit, watching Barry's face as his uncle fucked him, I caught another glance and he nouthed something, was it "You next"? His uncle knew what he was doing though, I suppose he'd fucked lots of boys in his time and Barry's prick was up again, mind you Uncle Rog. was playing with it as he fucked the boy. You know, the strangest bit was when Barry's face suddenly screwed up and he shuddered, then said "God, I've cum - how did that happen?" Uncle Rog. chuckled behind him..."Want another one darling...hold on....we'll see..." I didn't know about the prostate then...but it wouldn't be long!