Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2012 11:52:16 +0100
From: Edgar Getting <edgargetting@googlemail.com>
Subject: Your Little Favourite 3

Your Little Favourite

This is the continuation of a story that contains sex between a man and
boys of 10 and 11.  Don't read it if that's not your thing.  The story is a
work of fiction.  I understand the difference between fantasy and reality
and have no intention of blurring that boundary.

xxxxx

After the necessary ablutions, you head back downstairs, deeply satisfied
and feeling more than a little cocky.  He's completely yours now, no need
to worry about any other paedo getting their grubby mitts on him, because
he's savvy enough to take what he wants and reject what he doesn't.

The other two boys and their dads are already waiting for you when you get
downstairs, as naturally you weren't in any rush to finish fucking Jake's
bum.  The boys immediately rush back out into the snow and resume whispered
conversations, and this time you're feeling so pleased with yourself that
it doesn't bother you that Jake is most likely passing on details of what's
just taken place.

It interests you to watch Max and Rees's facial expressions through the
window, trying to work out exactly what Jake's telling them at any one
point, and seeing if you can deduce anything about the boys' sexual
preferences as a result.  If anything, Rees seems more wide-eyed and
shocked, though that could just be his camp nature, always over-dramatic.
Max seems to be fascinated, but trying hard to act cool and uninterested.

There's one moment where Jake's miming how big you are (being generous in
his estimate, too), and you can't stifle the snort of laughter when you
realise what he's doing.  This gets a funny look when it interrupts Rees's
dad waxing lyrical about the new car he wants to buy, but you mutter
something about seeing a child fall over and they let it pass.

After a few minutes, the boys come back in, and Jake asks if they can go up
to your room for a bit.  He's got a knowing look in his eye which tells you
he wants to pass on what he's just learnt in greater detail.  You're just
about to agree when Max's dad buts in and says they need to talk about what
they're going to do this morning first.  Doesn't look like they've twigged
what's going on, at least.

It's agreed you'll wait until after lunch before anyone tries heading home,
because the snowploughs are still out on the main roads, freeing the poor
sods who've been trapped in their cars all night, and it'll take them a
while to get it all clear.  So that leaves a few hours to kill now.  Max's
dad seems to want to go and look round the city centre in the snow –
apparently he went to university in Birmingham and is feeling nostalgic.
The boys aren't keen (having other things on their minds) and neither are
you (mostly for the same reason), but Rees's dad agrees it would be a fun
expedition, so the two dads decide to do that.

Oh good, that leaves you in sole charge of three randy gay preteens.  What
luck.

You're careful not to mention your room number so that the dads have to
phone when they return, rather than just turning up at the door.  You feel
incredibly filthy when you consider the implications of that decision, but
you squash the feeling and head to the lift.

Once inside the room, there's a sudden awkwardness, and everyone stands
around waiting for someone else to say or do something.  You're very clear
in your mind that you can't instigate anything – if they want something
to happen, it'll need to be them that kicks things off.  Once again you
admire Max's cute little expectant face, as he especially looks like he's
waiting for you to start something.  Rees looks nervous and distracted, but
very excited.

In the end, it's Jake who breaks the ice, by walking up to you, reaching
both arms around your neck, and French kissing you.  When he pulls away,
you look up to see the boys' reactions – both look slightly sheepish and
embarrassed, like they're not sure if they're allowed to look.

Jake sits down on the edge of the bed, and then asks, "So Mr Wilson, when
you were perving on us in the toilets, did it turn you on?"

Two jaws drop, and Rees says "Oh my God!  You saw?"

"Well I didn't see, exactly.  I was in the next door cubicle, so I heard."

Jake continues, "And did it make you hard?"

"It was very hot.  Very frustrating only hearing what happened instead of
seeing it, but yes, I was hard."

"Did you have a wank?" asks Max, immediately embarrassed that he's asked.

"I started, but someone came in to have a shit, so I had to stop."

Strangely, Jake is shocked to hear his teacher swear, even though you
must've talked about fucking any number of times over the last couple of
days.  Context is everything, though.

Rees and Max are by now both squeezing their dicks absent mindedly, while
Jake is more openly stroking his through his trousers.  Jake suddenly leaps
up off the bed and drags the two boys into the bathroom, locking the door.
You're confused by this, but as soon as he shuts the door, he re-opens it
and pokes his head out.

With a smirk, he says "Two minutes, Mr Wilson!"

You sit on the bed and wait.  You can hear muffled discussion and giggling.

After far more than two minutes, the door unlocks and slowly opens, and all
three boys slink out singing "Hey Big Spender" (which Rees had performed in
a marvellously camp, marvellously sexy routine as part of the competition
yesterday).  But the best thing is what they're wearing.  Jake has on one
of the big fluffy white hotel bathrobes, from which emerge his long,
sensual, naked limbs, dropping the shoulder, giving little flashes of his
nakedness beneath.  Max has taken a bath towel, which he holds out loose
like a little screen, behind which he twists and turns his naked body.  And
Rees, bless him, has found one of those dreadful shower caps you sometimes
get in hotel bathrooms, and suspended it from his boner.

Jesus, Wilson, how did this happen to you?  Is this some kind of elaborate
trick at your expense?  Or have these three beauties really just emerged
from your bathroom, virtually naked, doing a sexy little dance to entice
you to play with them?  This can't be real, surely?

But, it is.

They get through most of the first verse before it descends into giggles.
Jake slips the bathrobe off completely, takes two sexy steps up to you,
kneels, unzips, and begins to suck your cock.

Rees and Max, still marginally hidden by their costumes, come and perch
either side so that they can watch, masturbating as they do so.  After
watching a little while, Rees moves round next to Max, places a hand on his
torso to check that he's allowed, and then leans in to kiss.  This is such
a beautiful sight that you almost forget the wonders Jake is doing to your
penis.

They have such contrasting physiques, these boys, and as they begin to
grind themselves together while kissing, the rolling, twisting movements
give you ample opportunity to admire them.  Rees is the tallest of the
three, and his body is stocky and broad shouldered, but with a slight hint
of puppy fat still on his tummy and on his amazing bum.  When he's older,
you can see that he's going to have a strong, muscular frame, which will be
completely at odds with his camp manner.  His bum is fantastic –
perfectly shaped, somewhat large, muscular, slightly fat.  You cannot
resist reaching out to give it a stroke when he rolls close enough, and he
smiles up at you to show that he doesn't mind.

Max, in contrast, is almost painfully skinny.  Jake's narrow little
shoulders and hips are part of what gives him his vulnerable charm, in your
eyes, and Max takes this to the next level.  His thighs are no wider than
Rees's arms, leading up to the most tiny little bum, which amazingly is
still nicely rounded, not flat and uninflated like you sometimes see on
skinny boys.  His hips and ribs are prominent, but it just makes you want
to hold him secure in your arms.  Somehow having a teenager-ish longer hair
style only adds to the impression that he is a little boy, giving him a
subtle femininity quite different from Rees's effeminacy.

As they squirm together on the bed, their hard dicks press and rub together
most deliciously.  Jake's descriptions were more or less accurate – you
make Rees at nearly four inches, nicely plump, thicker than your thumb, and
with a few tiny, straggly pubes just at the point where it emerges from his
torso.  His foreskin is quite short, so when he's erect, quite a lot of the
head is visible.  His balls are a reasonable size, and are on their way
down.  You guess it won't be very long until his voice breaks – which is
a shame, because it's beautiful.

Max is about three and a half inches long, but when not actually next to
Rees it looks longer because it's so much narrower – no thicker than
your little finger.  He's got a longer foreskin than either Rees or Jake,
which looks like it might need careful working down over the head.  His
balls are still small and quite tight up under his cock.

Jake stands and watches the other two boys for a moment, before more or
less leaping on top of both of them.  They writhe and rub in a beautiful
tangle of limbs, and it occurs to you that this is the three-way frot you
first imagined them engaging in yesterday – it seems like so long ago,
now that so much has happened with Jakey.  You enjoy the wonderful sight
while you undress.

When, for a moment, Rees gets separated from the tangle, you take the
opportunity to place a hand on his belly, as a signal that you'd like to
draw him away for a little while.  He smiles and rolls over to you, and you
kiss and hold him as he rubs himself over you.  Your hands naturally take
hold of that incredible fleshy bum, kneading and pulling at it, spreading
the cheeks, dipping a finger into his crack.  He tenses slightly when you
run your finger over his hole, so you don't push it, and return to
exploring his body.

Jake and Max are similarly engaged, but you're aware that Max is watching
you as much as enjoying Jake, so with a tilt of your head, you signal that
he and Rees should swap places.  Rees takes up his position on top of Jake,
face to face, not kissing now so much as concerted thrusting, dick to dick.
Meanwhile, Max more or less melts into your arms, and while just as sensual
as Rees, is far more gentle in his movements.  There's that expectant
little look, the turned up nose, the cute spray of freckles; he really is
adorable.

Max is less nervous about his bum, and soon your middle finger has set up a
constant rubbing over his hole while you kiss and writhe together.  Max's
willingness to join in is a pleasant surprise after his reluctance in the
toilets, and this confuses you.

"Max, you don't seem nervous now at all.  If you don't mind me asking, why
didn't you want to join in with the sucking in the toilets earlier?"

He buries his face in your chest.  "It's embarrassing."

"What, sucking's embarrassing?"

"No, I mean, telling you is."

"Well, you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want, but we're all
doing fun stuff here, nothing to be embarrassed about."

He moves closer to your ear so that he can whisper.  "When I cum I like
having something in my bum.  I didn't want the others to see."

You whisper back, pressing slightly harder against his hole, "That's
nothing to be embarrassed about.  Lots of people like having things in
their bum.  Jake loves it!"

Max smiles sheepishly.

"So, when you had your wank after the others had gone, did you put
something up there?"

He nods.  "My finger."

"Like this?"  You slip in your middle finger, and he groans in pleasure.

"Mmm, like that!"

You roll him onto his back, and keeping your finger in place, kiss down his
oh-so-skinny torso until you reach his dick.  You suck him in, his foreskin
still over the glans, and finger fuck him, finding and massaging his
prostate.  With your other hand, you gently tease back the foreskin a
little at a time, trying to get the tight knot over his helmet.  It takes a
few minutes, but you manage it.  Now that the tip is exposed, you really go
to town on him.  He asks for another finger, and you comply, really digging
deep, dragging hard over his sweet spot.

To your side, Rees and Jake, still rubbing dicks together, come to a noisy
orgasm.  As they separate, you notice a tiny string of Rees's cum
connecting their dicks that sags and then breaks.  Jake touches his finger
to it, rubs it, sniffs, and then licks it, before they both turn their
attention to what you and Max are doing.  Max is at first embarrassed and
then slightly proud of having an audience, and finally oblivious to
anything except the exquisite feelings as his long, slender dick throbs a
dry cum onto your tongue.

You expect that the boys will want a little rest – after all, Jake's had
five orgasms already this morning – but no, they're ready to go straight
away.  Hard again, or perhaps never going soft, they're already rubbing
themselves, eyeing each other up, deciding what to do next.  You're curious
to notice other differences in their genitals when they stand up.  Jake's
dick points directly up, hard against his belly; Rees's has a definite
upwards curl along its length – so at the base it's coming out at maybe
45 degrees from his belly, but the tip is pointing almost straight up;
Max's juts out only just above horizontal, and with a slight curve to the
left.

With three boys to choose from, and so many ways of pleasuring their
various erogenous zones, you're slightly at a loss what to do next.  You
decide to ask if there's anything the boys want to try.

Rees asks Max if it hurt having two fingers up his bum, and Max grins shyly
and says it feels amazing.  Rees says he's a bit scared of it, so Jake
suggests you lick it for him as a starter.  Of course, rimming what you
must dispassionately admit is the nicest bum in the room will be an amazing
experience, so you agree.

Rees lies face down on the bed, and you move in behind him, kissing and
nuzzling his glorious cheeks before pulling his hips up to gain access to
his hole.  Even presenting like this, your tongue has quite a way to dip in
before it reaches its target, such is the fullness of his buttocks, but you
have no objection, and by the sounds of it, Rees is soon won over.

You hear Max say "Oh, do me!" to Jake, and Jake has no hesitation in
joining in.  With Max's skinny cheeks, Jake can really get his tongue deep
in there, and it pleases you to see how eagerly he does so.

When Rees has relaxed into the sensations, you start to rub with one
finger, pressing slightly, before returning to just the tongue.  Gradually,
you work up to dipping in to the first knuckle, opening him very slowly and
carefully.  It takes a lot of effort to get the whole finger in without him
tensing up again, but you eventually manage it.  By this time, Max and Jake
have swapped places, Jake having the additional pleasure of Max's long hair
tickling his crack as he investigates with his tongue.

Rees turns over and lifts his knees up, and you wonder whether he's trying
to build the courage to try getting fucked.  But for now he doesn't ask, so
you continue finger fucking him while moving your mouth up onto his
deliciously chubby dick.  There is the tiniest hint of precum in the slit,
which you lick off, before taking the whole thing into your mouth.  Rees
moans suddenly, bucks his hips, and squirts a teeny drop of watery spunk
onto your tongue.  Delicious.

When he's got his breath back, he says, "I want to try proper fucking now.
Will you do me, Mr Wilson?"

"Are you sure, honey?  I was being extra gentle with my finger for you, and
my dick's quite a lot bigger than that."

He was resolute.  "No, I want to try it.  We can always stop if I don't
like it, can't we?"

"Of course.  Just say the word and we'll stop straight away."

Max and Jake have stopped what they were doing to watch, both a little
jealous perhaps that Rees would be the first to get fucked.

Jake helpfully retrieves more hand cream from the bathroom, and you use
this to open Rees up a little more, this time with two fingers.  He seems
to be fighting back the discomfort, but his jaw is set and he makes no
signal to stop, so you lube yourself up and prepare.

You lie him on his back and lift his knees, so that you can watch his face
as you do this.  You really don't want to go hurting this boy.  Very slowly
and very gently, you ease the head in.  He's incredibly tight.  His face is
scrunched up, his erection has completely gone, and he really doesn't look
like he's enjoying it, so you pull out again.  He stays in position though,
and after a couple of minutes asks you to try again.

This time when you get the head in you hold it still for a minute or two,
and he eventually relaxes enough to push in about half way.  From there,
you pull back slightly, and then back to the half way point again, but he
asks you to stop, so you pull out completely.  He looks disappointed.

"Rees, don't worry about it, honestly.  It's not for everyone, and there's
plenty of other things we can do."

He sniffles slightly and nods.  "OK.  Well at least I tried."

It breaks your heart to see how much he wanted to like it.

"OK, my turn!" Jake announces.

He lies back and pulls you to him, straight in, no fussing.  What a pro.
You set up a deep, slow thrust.  Rees watches in admiration.

"How does that not hurt you?" he asks.

Jake just grins, while Max looks on in jealously.  Max is very impatient –
you feel like you've only just got into a rhythm when he starts to
interrupt, complaining that Jake's already been fucked once today.

You ask Max if he's ever been fucked before.

"No.  I've put, y'know, some stuff up there though... like carrots and
stuff."

God these boys are hot.

"So you think you can take me?"

"I recon so.  Can I try now?"

You pull out of Jake, who's hugely disappointed, but there'll be plenty of
opportunity to fuck him in the future.  You'll more than likely never see
Max again after today, so you want to make the most of it.

While you're getting Max ready and lubed, Jake lubes up Rees's cock without
a word, and presents on all fours.  Rees smiles and slips into him fairly
easily.  They flop forward so that Jake is lying flat on the bed with Rees
on top of him, body-to-body contact along their whole lengths.  Rees's
lovely bum looks so inviting as he rolls his hips, fucking Jake, and you
have to fight the urge to climb on board and make it a Rees sandwich.  But
still, you've got the quite different prospect of eager little Max, waiting
impatiently for you.

You line up and push in gently, not entirely sure how vigorous you can be
with him.  He's deliciously tight, but as you discovered when fingering
him, also fairly stretchy.  Once you're in, you gradually increase the
power with which you fuck him.

While you're fucking him, and watching Rees fucking Jake alongside you, you
start to wonder how life would be different if you were a teacher at Max's
school instead of Jake's.  It's probably the sex talking, but right now,
you feel that Max would amply fill the position of your little favourite if
you taught his class.  Not that Jake's position is in any way in doubt –
you still adore him and would choose him over any other boy right now.  But
still, in a different school, things might be different.  In a strange way
you feel like you're cheating on Jake to even admit that he has an equal,
so you shake the thought from your head, and instead concentrate on the
amazing expectant look Max is giving you as you hammer into his arse.

Jake and Max reach out to wank each other as they're fucked, and then Rees
regains his role as boss of the group, and repositions them in a 69
position, lying on their sides.  Rees then kneels behind Jake while you go
behind Max and restart the assault.

Looking at this bed of sweaty, sexy bodies, you muse on the slightly
unexpected situation, where the boy with the biggest bum has the smallest
hole, who fulfils all the camp stereotypes but turns out to be a top rather
than a bottom; where tiny fragile little Max can take a real pounding; and
where your demure little Jake has turned into a sex fiend.

With all four bodies interconnected, the sexual excitement rises
significantly, and four orgasms happen in quick succession.  First, Rees
squeals and shudders, collapsing onto Jake, and then spooning in behind
him.  Next, Max and Jake simultaneously grunt their pleasure onto each
other's dick, and almost straight away, you fire off a volley of spunk into
Max's skinny little bum.

Sticky and sweaty, you all move into the shower, which thankfully is
enormous and can easily hold this many people.  You start off all soaping
each other, but soon the boys are all soaping you, and all converging on
your dick.  They soon have it brought back up to erection, and now you have
the delicious sight of three pretty boys licking at your penis.  There's
Rees's strong jaw and full lips; there's that expectant look as Max gazes
up at you; there's Jake, wet lashes acting like eyeliner to highlight his
incredibly blue eyes, blinking back the spray from the shower.

Like hyenas on a carcass, they all suddenly start to devour you, and it's
exquisite.  Lips apart, tongues out, there's as much kissing between the
boys as there is fellatio, and it's the most amazing sight, having them
loving each other and you all at once.

When you cum, you manage to spray all three of them, which they proceed to
lick from one another's faces in an act that is a wonderful combination of
the erotic and the caring.

What a weekend.

You'll miss these boys.  But at least you'll still have Jake.


xxxxx

Feedback is always welcome.  My email address is at the top of the page.

If you enjoyed it, you might like to see my other stories on nifty:

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/caravaggio-boy

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/teacher-turned-babysitter

Edgar Getting