Date: Tue, 10 Jul 2007 03:37:40 +0100 From: Anthony Thomas Subject: Customs - Part 3 Customs -- A gay story by Anthony Thomas. Chapter Three Only continue if your scene contains M-to-M sex. Multiracial, forced, watersports, S&M. [It takes a couple of pages to get going] If you only reading to be shocked or under age of consent or against law where you are then please go elsewhere. However -- if enjoyed author may be contacted as Antomuk@hotmail.com Other efforts by this writer can be found on Nifty under 'Authors', 'Anthony Thomas' It was a while before I discovered what they had planned. I was left strapped to the frame for the next hour as the sun went down. There was a lot of noise coming from the barrack rooms, sounds of furniture being dragged around but apart from being fed a bottle of water by a couple of lads who couldn't stop grinning as they used their hands to explore my body and pull on my balls I was ignored. Soon after sunset a group of lorries pulled in through the gates, new faces to observe my naked position. It crossed my mind I'd been set up for a major gang rape but it turned out, not quite. The Captain came over and speaking softly told me most of the adults were off on an exercise and as ordered I was to be left to the tender mercies of the trainees, 30 of them, aged about 14 to 16. He had no choice after the Minister's instructions,but he'd left strict instructions as to how far they could go and he knew I'd recover soon the next day when he might have some better news for me. After that a couple of the older boys came and untied me, leading me into the barracks, past rows of bunk beds and through a partition into the toilet and shower area. Standing in the middle of the room was what I recognised as an old female examination chair. The covering was split with stuffing escaping in places and the seat was set just a few feet of the floor, but all the supports and straps seemed to be in place. I soon discovered that they were. I was made me sit down and they quickly adjusted the lay of the chair so that I was lying back with my head slightly raised above my body level. My arms were pulled out to the right-angled arm rests and fastened with straps across my wrists and again just above my elbows. Then, after a thicker strap was fastened across my chest, just above my nipples, they grabbed my legs and pulled my body downwards, leaving my arse cheeks protruding over the edge and fastening my legs at ankles and thighs to the raised supports. Well! Any one who intended to fuck me tonight wouldn't have any trouble with me, that was for sure. I was glad they were all young cadets and not the more mature young men I usually partied with. 'Right boy,' said one of them. 'You're here for the lads to play with if they want to and I'm sure they will. Be a change from playing with each other at night. My friend and I will be in the next hut, don't want to spoil the fun. If you scream we have to come and see what's happening. Don't scream. We don't want to be disturbed.' With that warning they left and I lay there helpless for what seemed like an age but was probably only about ten minutes. Even so, it amazing what ideas can go through your mind in ten minutes. The problem of it was, being aware of the real situation I was half looking forward to whatever would happen and just couldn't get rid of a massive erection training toward the ceiling. All too soon I heard sounds of running feet and chatting voices enter the room behind me. A couple of older voices giving instructions I suppose but too softly for me to make out, then feet shuffling just outside the partition and the voices dropping to whispers. I thought they'd be out there talking all night. Just then a voice exploded, ' Don't be stupid. He's there for us too play with, the Captain said so. Its what we'd be doing on our own anyway isn't it?' A couple of the more mature boys entered, slowly followed by the rest sheepishly half looking at me and grinning. Even so, quite a few were openly rubbing at their cocks, or in some cases the cocks belonging to someone else. Shorts had been removed ready for showers and the sight of a couple of dozen naked young teenage black and brown bodies was well worth being tied up for. The two who entered first came up to me, both grinning and thrusting their cocks forward between their hands. One bent down to my ear, 'You OK with all this really then?' Hell! I did recognise him. Couple of weeks back we'd met up on the beach and I'd gone back with him to my hotel where we'd talked the night porter into joining us in my room for a nights fun and games. Looking up, I replied, 'I hope so,' to receive a large grin and 'Well then. Better let the young ones go first I suppose.' Standing upright, he turned, 'C platoon. You're first. Anything you not sure about, just ask. But anything we usually do should be OK.' They didn't need much more encouragement apart from the bottles of weak beer that had appeared from nowhere and were now being passed round to all and sundry. C platoon seemed to be the newest influx of trainees, fourteen to fifteen I supposed. That was the earliest age boys were allowed to join up or drink or for that matter have sex. Legally, that was. Well, they were of legal age now. Almost at once I had eight naked boys jostling round me, tentatively rubbing my nipples, fingering my lips, pulling on my cock and balls. I couldn't help it. My erection sprang almost immediately back to full and almost painful life. I could see form the side of each eye, black and brown cocks almost everywhere it seemed,playing,on their own, or with one another. One lad, couldn't have been much more than five and a half foot, was lifted and positioned, standing over my chest, his cock lined up with my mouth. He didn't look anything like fourteen. 'Won't he bite?' 'You don't do you? It's your birthday and here's your present.' Hands manoeuvred his body forward, others still rubbing over mine, taking some enjoyment, it seemed, from the gasps I made as my balls were pulled and twisted or when my nipples pinched. Hands pushed at his body until his half erect cock was just laying over my mouth. I realised he was afraid. Afraid I would bite. Afraid he would be unable to put on a show for for friends. Afraid he would be unable to perform at all. His cock was quite black with a pink slit showing clearly through his foreskin. That proved he was still really only a boy. One thing I liked about this country was the practice of circumcision as soon as a lad reached his fourteenth birthday. I just loved clean cut cocks and was quite prepared to admit to that. No doubt he was due for the operation within the next couple of days and was probably only used to being used rather than being the active partner. I was quite happy to change that for him. Opening my mouth slightly his cock just fell between my teeth and I closed my lips on it quickly. That was enough for him to react. He grabbed my head and pulling it slightly upward, shuffled forward, plunging his cock fully in my mouth as it became erect. He wasn't very large, only five or six inches when aroused, but there was something about his hesitancy, his youth, the smell of his young musky body and shortage of pubic hair. I wanted to give him a birthday present to remember. As his cock slid partway down my throat his natural reflexes took over. I clenched my lips as his hands grabbed my head and started thrusting his lovely young cock back and forth. I got off on it so much I was hardly aware when the other hands almost ceased fondling my body and were shortly replaced with streams of hot cum as the other boys came off over me and the youngster fucking my face. It had obviously happened to him before as he never lost a stroke, He was grunting and groaning now and I tried to grip his cock tighter with my lips as I watched a stream of sweat and cum roll down his stomach and shortly after felt it round my lips. That did it. As he looked down and saw and felt the mixed stream lubricate his cock as it entered my mouth he started shooting. He may have only been a lad with a lads cock but he had a man's load on. I couldn't swallow fast enough and a stream of cum and spit escaped from the side of my mouth that someone wiped over my face as the lad withdrew. It was only as he struggled to get away from his position standing either side of my chest I became aware that not only was the rest of my body covered in cum but also that the immediate audience had been replaced. This group was obviously not only a little older, but also more experienced. There was little, if any, apprehension with this lot and they started to enjoy themselves with my body.