Date: Sun, 7 Mar 2004 23:53:01 EST
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: Calvin's Story

WARNING - This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If such material
offends what the hell are you doing on Nifty.

My characters do not use condoms or other safeguards but this story is
fiction ... get it.  I write my stories in 'full screen' text, they are
best read that way.

Onto the story. Enjoy. Donate a coupla quid. KEEP NIFTY FREE

THIS STORY FEATURES TWO MINOR 15 y.o. ENGLISH CELEBS. THEY'RE NOT FAMOUS
AND I WOULDN'T HAVE THOUGHT FOR ONE MOMENT THAT THEY ARE ANYTHING BUT
PERFECTLY NORMAL BOYS.  SORRY LADS, YOU WANNA BE FAMOUS, YOU GOTTA
STAND FOR THIS CRAP.

GCutter66@aol.com ..... for comments and criticism, all mails answered
excepting flamers



CALVIN'S STORY (aka ARRON)


by


G. Cutter



Introduction

Hi. I'm Calvin Goldspink and I perform as in sing and dance for S Club
8. If you're English, Scottish, Irish or Welsh you may have heard of me and
our little Group. We're big with little girls and some little boys (and
some older boys). Anyway, we have a fan club and you can quite easily chase
us up on the Net to find out who we are.

To get on with it. I fell in love a few months ago just after I turned
fifteen and it was with another boy, a beautiful boy called Arron. Quel
horreur, I hear you exclaim but this is Nifty after all. I gotta say I've
got the street smarts and the artistic bent (ho ho) but I'm not good at the
storytelling so I subbed it out.

Before my love bloomed, blossomed or whatever I'd been aware of Nifty and
the stories thereon, I'd read stories of myself in the Celeb Section and
been rather amused. I liked this guy Cutter's stuff as he made me out a bit
more butch than I am and I liked that, I also felt that he really fancied
my body which was something else ..... to cut a long story short I EMailed
him and asked him if he'd like to write my tale.

I don't think he believed me at first and told me that if I could string a
couple of sentences together then I could do my own story. I think I
convinced him by offering a one to one in a place of his choice. It
happened. We happened and here we go.please don't forget that this is Gary
writing for me and I can tell you it cost me many fluid ounces. (if you
know what I mean).

The poor old sod can't do what he would like to do so he settles for second
best. His name's Micky by the way, how's that for a bit of grassing. He's
just shouted over 'bollocks', so as you can guess he's English too.


The Story

Hi.. I'm Calvin Goldspink (here we go again). I think I'm called a teeny
bopper or similar and you probably won't of heard of me unless you're
English, a twelve year old or a parent of one. I perform in one of these
groups that come and go, we cater for the younger end of the market. It's
all a bit sad but I earn well even if I can't spend it at the moment (you
wait 'til I'm eighteen). Still it's a way into the music business. let's
face it the original S Club went on forever, well almost.

I suppose I'm gay or maybe bi, I wobble about a bit. I feel more
comfortable with guys than girls but maybe that's all down to do with
age. My co-star or co-popster is called Aaron and he's a Cornish boy, he's
a bit older than I am and we get on OK even to the extent of fumbles, you
know, the wankies bit. I had to pull back on him, I think he wants to do me
the big time, you know what I mean, I think he want's my bum and that ain't
on at least not for the moment.

Anyway, when I'm at home and when I've got a secure terminal I surf the
Net, I've got to be careful because I really feel drawn to boy sites rather
than the other and I don't really want anyone to catch me at it. I only
came across Nifty as it was linked to a site with nude boys doing the
dirty. I naturally enough clicked myself onto the Celebrity Section and to
my amazement, horror and finally with a bit of smugness I found myself
featured. G Cutter seemed to be the culprit and there were others. Now
you'll think this was sick but I quite liked them, I read them all and
apart from being portrayed as a bit of a wimp by some I was pretty well
chuffed.

I would have liked to have met this Mark and Ryan Cutter put me with a
couple of times, apparently they're both sixteen year old fans but he's
holding back on that one. He has promised to give me their EMail addresses
but he's dragging his feet, I think he's after my dick or something.

Something more important happened around the same time and that was I found
a boy I lusted for. I don't mean I fancied a kid, I mean I found a boy I
had the hots for and I mean the hots. I got so wound up I could imagine him
naked, I could visualise his little white bottom, I could even see his
flaccid little weeny. He looked like any other skinny kid and then I found
out he was English and he was fifteen, his name was Arron. What a
coincidence, I've got an Aaron after my bum and I've got Arron who is just
a picture on a screen.

Short blonde hair, tippy up nose (a bit), narrow lips and the most knowing
eyes in the world. I'll explain that: I read detective books (believe it)
and I read one a couple of weeks ago where this guy has a box of pictures
in from charities. You know the score, pay £10 a month to educate this
orphan.The top picture was that of a young teenage boy whose parents had
been killed by mortar fire in Bosnia. I really shame him by putting him
into my story but the writer said this kid had eyes that saw a thousand
yards, he'd seen it all and nothing was getting better. I nearly cried at
the word image, I'm an artist and I emote. Get me, I ain't talking crap
here.

Arron had knowing eyes. He'd seen it all and nothing was getting better. I
was in love and I was sick to my belly. I so wanted this kid. I scoured
that site and it was called moviesomethingortheother, there were other boys
there but not a one held a candle to Arron.  He'd featured in a film which
had got the Golden Pidgeon of Pakistan or something ludicrous. The site
sold photo CDs of the other kids and what I noticed most of all was that
the photographers seemed to delight in poking their cameras up the legs of
the kid's shorts. Weird.

Good site. Interesting stuff and English based. But so spooky, I wondered
if it was a front for pedos ... you know what I mean. Anyway, I didn't
care, I wanted that Arron with the sad face. I wanted to see him face to
face, I wanted to see that boy, my boy with the thousand yard eyes.

I forgot to mention that I was at home for a fortnight, we had a time out
break. It gave me time to sort my mind out. I'd dreamt of Arron, in fact,
I'd printed out a couple of pictures of him. One was of him standing in a
stream with white sports shorts on showing his fine form, the photographer
must have known that the shorts were virtually transparent, I wondered if
Arron did.

The site clearly displayed their address and their phone number, up in the
Midlands, not a thousand miles away. Like a dimwit I phoned them up and met
a blank wall. We don't communicate with customers, etc, etc, blah,
blah. You know the score.

Back to the drawing board.

I really thought this one out. I work for a group that has a publicity
machine which is superb, we have an ongoing mission to expand our little
interests and make money. Why not use this basic, why not use the people
who at the end of the road use me. I remembered that some time ago we'd
been talking about feeding in maybe a fourth boy, even a couple of boys who
would act as reserves, basically mimers. I remember the conversation quite
clearly, we wanted good lookers around the fourteen, fifteen mark and I had
a scource.

We were a curious group insofar as we seemed to have about fifty
managers. Lots of fingers in the treasure chest as my Dad is wont to
say. Anyway, I phoned up one who I quite liked and I'm pretty sure he
fancied me as well, I told him about the film company and gave him their
address and details. Rather to my surprise he promised to get onto it and
he'd get back either in the evening or the following day.

Needless to say I was like a cat on a hot tin roof but the phone call never
came.

It was whilst I was having my breakfast the following morning that the
phone went, it was Masters (the Manager I told you about). He was actually
going to visit this mob on the Wednesday meet some of the boys and take
some soundings as he put it. The kicker came at the end of his
conversation. Did I want to go with him, just for a day out sorta thing.

Did I say yes? I think they must have heard me the other end of the street.

I'd had a wet dream over thoughts of Arron. When Mum and Dad went out and
the house was clear I locked myself in my room and had a bloody good wank
over that pic of Arron, the one of him bending in the stream. I could even
visualise me slipping those white shorts down and feeding my stiffy between
his smooth teenage legs. I wondered what his dick was like, I wondered what
his bum was like .... I lay there and wondered. It was a good cum, it was
all over the place. God I had the hots for this kid, I just hoped that it
wasn't all gonna be a disaster.

Wednesday rolled around and here I was tarted up pretty kewl. Nice clean
cargoes with rather expensive trainers, an S Club t-shirt showing off my
smoothy brown arms and the old barnet fluffed up a treat. I looked in the
mirror before I left the bedroom, I was triple A, I was bloody
gorgeous. Any teenage boy with an ounce of hormones would want to bed me on
the spot, any old perv would want to get at my little bottom in double
quick time. Tell ya, Mr Teen Lust was on the move.

'You look nice,' Masters greeted me at the car and I got in shotgun, I was
surprised to see Aaron in the back. I'd forgotten, Aaron was staying with
Masters for the week. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink. Dunno if there was any
hanky panky going on but I knew our Arron was a randy rat at the best of
times.

The drive to their Studio and office took around an hour but Masters drove
like a loony tunes. There was the usual welcoming committee of adults and
four boys looking quite excited. I felt we were a bit like visiting
royalty.

Masters shot up and introduced himself and Aaron and myself hung back a bit
like good little boys do.

'Dark one's mine,' Aaron whispered giving his surfer boi grin. Tart he
was. I never thought for a moment Aaron was going to be with us, even less
that he'd set his sights on one of the kids. The one he fancied was called
Darren as I recall, very good looking kid but not a patch on my Arron who
was standing waiting and actually smiling for once. God he was beautiful.

'Mingle,' Masters woke me up. He did the introductions as if they were
needed, this mob of kids knew exactly who we were. I finally got to shake
Arron's hand, I nearly passed out, in the flesh he was even better than his
pictures. We all trotted into a spacious reception which was decked out
with a stand up buffet and loads of soft drinks. Boys being boys we piled
into the munchies and let the adults do the nattering. Let's face it, any
organising and fixing would be done by them and not by us. The boy that
Aaron seemed to fancy was called Darren and the two smaller kids, both
blondies were called Ashleigh and Harry, both sweeties but not my cuppa
meat.

Serendipity means happy coincidence I believe. Well it happened, over the
course of the food and drinks Aaron and myself found out that the two older
boys Arron and Darren were interested in song and dance just a little, the
smaller two boys had no interest whatsover. Now that was good news. We had
a tour of their so called Studios and then we lads went out back onto the
grass whilst the adults had a chat.

The little 'uns began to run riot with a hosepipe whereas Arron and myself
got into a huddle and chatted, I noticed that Aaron and Darren (sounds like
a comedy duo) were also deep in conversation.

'I'm a fan of yours,' Arron got the ball rolling as he flopped onto the
grass.

'I'm a fan of yours. I repleid. How's that for repartee?

'Really?' He treated me to one of his rare grins. 'How did you come across
my work?'

'I found you on the Net.'

Shit. Did I forgot to mention, Arron's site was a kid's actors thing and
they did crap movies (sorry for that one, kid).

'Really?' It seemed to be his favourite word.

'Yeah, we were hunting for good looking kids to blend into the group for
extras here and there, plus people with video experience.' It all sounded a
bit lame to me but it was true.

'I thought most people who look at our site were dirty old men,' Arron
grinned. At least he was a man of the world.

'And dirty young men?' I took a risk there.

'Yeah,' he agreed and looked at me long and hard. 'I think your mate
fancies my mate,' he gave a boyish giggle and looked across at Darren and
our Aaron the all singing, all dancing ........ Oh, shit, Aaron had his
hand on the kid's leg, that guy was so fuckin' bold.

'Er!, I didn't know where to put my face.

'Don't worry,' Arron smiled. 'I'm broad minded.' He flopped onto his back
and gazed up at the blue sky, I had an overwhelming urge to caress his
lumpy little shorts and you know just where. 'Wanna stroll?' he spoke to
the sky.

'Yeah,' I croaked and felt my eyes glued to his pert little bottom as he
clambered to his feet.

'You're eyes are out on stalks,' he gave me that thousand yard stare for a
moment and then he smiled. 'If I didn't know better I'd think that you
fancied me.' He turned away as if he'd regretted what he'd said.

'I do,' I blurted out, all modesty was out of the window. I'd said it. I'd
shot my bolt as they say in the books.

'Good.' He turned to me and this time it was the full ear to ear
grin. 'Wanna look around?'

'Yeah.' We left Aaron and Darren laying on the grass and chatting, at least
Aaron had stopped fondling the dark haired kid. The two little blondes were
still playing around with the hose although they seemed to be tiring. There
was no sign of the management bodies, they were probably swigging champagne
and noshing canapes or doing something posh.

Arron led me around the side of the building where there was a barn, as in
farmyard barn. Loads of straw, a couple of horses giving you dirty looks as
horses do, farmyard junk all over the place.

'We do lots of pics here,' Arron led me into the barn and I looked
around. It was a double decker with a half deck at the rear for a hay
storage. It was warm and it was perfect.

'I saw some pics of another kid, in here,' I could barely get the words
out.

'Wanna look upstairs?' He looked at me and I looked back. I knew then he
wanted me and I'd known for a while that I wanted him, I couldn't say no.

'Yeah,' I croaked.

He laughed and started to climb a rickety ladder as I stood at the bottom
and watched his tight little butt sway from side to side, I was as hard as
a chocolate frog. I was up so fast behind him I nearly had my nose up his
sweet little crack.

'Nice and cosy,' he panted and sat on a bale of hay.

'Nice and private.' I sat down and looked at him and grinned.

I read in a book once about two lovers kissing and how they seemed to melt
into each other's eyes. It can happen, believe me.

I stared at his beautiful regular features, a boyish face with nary a
blemish, absolutely beautiful. I felt my head move closer and I kissed him
lightly on his lips. I could no more have stopped myself than cut my own
throat. It was something I had to do and I did it.

His eyes opened really wide in surprise and then he returned the kiss
lightly and then put his hand on the back of my neck and really kissed and
I mean really, long and hard and as I felt his tongue slip across my lips I
opened up and let him probe my mouth.

'Gawd,' he gasped as we parted. 'I wasn't sure .....'  He grinned with
relief.

'I wasn't either,' I admitted. 'But this was,' I reached down and placed my
hand on his groin, I could feel the hardness of his boymeat inside his
shorts.

'Oh,' he jumped and then smiled at me as I put one hand on the top of his
ultra smooth thigh and slid it up under the hem of his
shorts. Unfortunately he had briefs on but with a bit of a struggle I could
feel the heat of his sex.

'We gotta go,' he grabbed my neck and kissed me again. 'I've got to see you
again.'

'Me too.' I felt like a spurned schoolboy (which I was). I knew he wanted
it as I did but he was being sensible far more than I was. If we were going
to get anywhere we had to cool down and think about things. We were both
fifteen year old boys and we had the hots for each other, love would find a
way. We stood together and had a final butterfly kiss and I felt his hand
softly grasp me and fondle my raging hardon.

'Soon,' he promised and started to climb down the ladder.

We'd just got down when Aaron and Darren burst in, they took one look at us
and started laughing.

'What's up?' Arron scowled.

'You're covered in straw,' Darren giggled and glanced down to Arron's
crotch. 'Looks like you had fun anyway.'

'Shut it, nosey,' Arron marched out of the barn in high dudgeon with moi in
tow.

The other two just stood there grinning like idiots and Aaron gave me a
wink, so much for the first brief encounter, nearly caught in the act.

The management were on parade as we rounded the corner, a photographer was
clicking away at our two little rugrats as they played around with the
hose. The pictures should be brilliant, both boys were wearing thin shorts
and the water wasn't leaving too much to the imagination, I could see the
outline of their bottoms and the cleavage no probs. I didn't tempt fate by
staring too long.

'Hi, Cal, Aaron,' Masters greeted us. 'We've had a chat and we're going to
try out Arron and Darren, that's the two older boys (as if we didn't
know). The youngsters aren't really interested and they're out of the age
group anyway.

Aaron and I stood like the nodding dogs wankers have in the backs of their
cars, I do love it when a plan comes together.

'In two weeks time when we have another break I'd like you and Aaron to tie
up with Arron and Darren for rehearsals,' he paused and looked at us
all. 'The movie people will have the movie and picture rights and we may
get a pair of standby dancers.'

'Leastways .....'  One of the movie people, their Bossman I think then
piped up. 'You'll have a fun weekend, we'll spring you a hotel for the
weekend and you can rehearse in the local gym.'

'Where at?' I had to ask.

'Murky Manchester Town,' Masters grinned back. 'Most central place for all
of us.'

'Queer as Folk,' Aaron whispered and I heard Darren snigger. God knows what
these two had in mind but whatever it was it surely couldn't equal what I
was thinking. I was switched off, I was daydreaming of myself and Arron
together, naked in a huge bed and doing all sorts of naughties. I adjusted
my crotch, this was all too much for a poor white boy.

'I suppose we'd better make a move,' Masters broke into the dream and
spoilt my day completely. I managed to get Arron's phone number before I
left and gave him mine. We couldn't say much but our eyes talked
volumes. The weekend planned was going to be a make or break experience for
both of us and I'm sure we both knew it.

It was a fortnight of pure hell, we had around four gigs which were tedious
to say the least. I was in love, I was in love so hard it bloody well
hurt. All I wanted to do was to cuddle my beautiful blonde boy and snog,
that was apart from getting him naked and doing the dirty of course.

Arron phoned me a couple of times but we didn't say too much on the line
because you never knew who was earwigging you. We tried to met up on the
inbetweeny weekend but Arron had to do some stuff for his mob and I had
important stuff to do. At the end of it all the weekend we yearned for was
on it's way.

Would you believe the four of us were put in adjoining rooms which shared a
bathroom. It must have been cheap but how convenient can you get. Jay the
number three boy of the group was off sick and the bimbos (sorry the girls)
were quartered in a different hotel altogether. Masters told us that
supervision was minimal but we had a pretty hectic schedule over the
weekend and Aaron and myself had to get used to a couple of cameramen
flitting all over the place. Anyway, here we were in the foyer of the hotel
and Darren and my Arron burst through the doors like a couple of
schoolies. They were acompanied by these two arty types who started to chat
to Masters.

It finished up after a short natter in the lounge that we were on
rehearsals at nine o'clock on the following morning, we had a dinner booked
for around eight that evening and the rest of the time was ours. Masters
gave us the usual brief about not wandering around outside the hotel but we
knew from past experience the dangers of that. I think that both Aaron and
myself wanted to get on making better friends with the two young models,
slumming around Manchester wasn't any great attraction.

Our bags had been taken upto our room by a rather attractive Chinese
bellboy of all things and we went up also having said goodnight to Masters
and the photographers.

'Ever do any nudes for those guys,? I whispered as myself and Aaron tailed
the other two up the stairs to the first floor where the rooms were.

'Tell ya later,' he grinned and made kissy motions at Darren's backside in
front of us.

'Slut,' I hissed.

'Only for you,' he glanced at me quite seriously, his greeny grey eyes
twinkled. 'All night long,' he added in a stage whisper. I blushed as I
heard Aaron and Darren laughing up front, the bastards were listening.

We got to our rooms and it didn't take too long to decide who was sleeping
where. I expect the management expected the S Clubbers to take one room and
the models the other but it didn't quite happen that way. Aaron and Darren
promptly grabbed the first room and left Arron and myself to take the
second ..... shame. We got in and closed the adjoining door. Finally, we
were on our own.

'Missed you, baby.' This time there was no nervousness, I grabbed him and
we fell on the bed wrestling and kissing like we'd been apart for six
months or more.

'Me too,' he grabbed my head and forced his lovely slippery tongue into my
mouth.

'Ahem.'

Shit. We broke apart and sat up both crimsoned up like tomatoes.

'A little deal,' Aaron was standing laughing with his arm draped around
Darren's neck. 'We won't burst in on you if you don't burst in on us, OK?'

As we both nodded Aaron turned and grabbed Darren in a clinch and kissed
him sweetly on the lips. They both grinned at us and left us to it.

'Well we know where we stand,' I got up and snapped the bolt on the
adjoining door, that was the last time they'd be bursting in.

'Single beds,' Arron grinned and stretched himself out and kicked his
trainers off. 'How long to the meal.'

'Two hours,' I laughed. 'What is all this about your bed, there's room for
two in that, it's huge.'

'I didn't say it was mine,' he protested with a grin. 'Come here, it's back
to the barn time.' I didn't need a second invitation.

I lay alongside him fully clothed and snuggled up to his warm body. I
suppose if I was a big fifteen he was a small fifteen but he did me. 'I
wanna see you naked and then I'm gonna kiss you all over,' I nuzzled his
smooth cheek and as he turned his head softly kissed him on his sweet lips.

'ALL over,' he smiled.

'All over,' I repeated. 'Starting with your little titties.'

He giggled as I peeled off his sweatshirt exposing his pale skin, this kid
needed to do some serious sunbathing but to me he was like one of those
alabaster Grecian kiddies you see in museums. I just hope he didn't have a
fig leaf glued to his dangly bits. Talking about them, they weren't gonna
dangle much longer, they were destined to go stiffy mode. Tell ya.

'Aaah,' he held my head and played with my mop of unruly hair as I lapped
and nibbled at his flat coral pink nipples, first one and then the other
grew stiff and stuck our from his narrow chest.

'They normally do that when it's cold,' he grinned.

'Yeah,' I laughed. 'What happens to this when it gets cold?' I tugged at
his zip.

'Take you're top off first,' he demanded.

'No probs,' I was barechested in a flash and he was down onto my darker
nipples in a flash, he seemed amazed when they hardened up. He was in love
with my skin, his flickering tongue and hot lips brushed up and down my
chest right down to my navel. 'Ever blown anyone before?'

'Course not,' he looked rather indignant, a bit like an upset budgie.

'Ever been blown?'

'Not yet,' he grinned running my zip down actually taking the lead this
time. 'Cor, that's hard.' his hand was inside my cargoes feeling me up
through my CKs. 'Yummy,' he grinned and licked his lips and I wondered how
far we were going to go before it was time to feed with the others.

'Undress,' I groaned and wrestled him off me, we wriggled and fought about
on the bed playfully undressing each other until I was down to my CKs and
he was down to a pair of skin tight white briefs more like a bikini thong
than anything else. I suspected baggy drawers weren't very popular in the
type of photography that he did. Privately I thought of it as pedo-graphy
but hell, I was hooked on it.

'Get 'em off,' he growled trying to sound tough.

'I'll do you, you do me,' I felt my voice break. This was it, I was going
to see my blonde angel naked for the very first time, I was so hard it was
painful. I felt a damp patch at the end of my cock and sure enough there it
was, the CK's were soggy just under the waistband. To my everlasting
pleasure he was showing the same and his boy cock wasn't a widget. It
wasn't huge but he wasn't a big boy. it was quite enough for me, I couldn't
wait to take it into my mouth and give it a parking space.

You're dark,' he stroked my chest and he was right if he was pale
complexioned I suppose I was dark. I wasn't swarthy or anything just darker
than he was, we looked good together as my arms encircled him and slipped
into the back of his briefs grasping his jellylike bubble buns. I was in
heaven and I had this glorious child in my bed and arms for the rest of the
night.

'You ready for this,' I lay him onto his back and crouched alongside with
my hands inside his briefs caressing his firm flesh and kissing his tightly
stretched belly as he reached out and up.

'Go on, Cal,' he moaned and arched his back lifting his little butt off the
bed. I slid my hands down his smooth skin taking the briefs down, they
jerked across his penis and it popped free as the garment headed for his
ankles. Off over his feet and he was totally naked.

I kissed and licked his toes and up his shins and he wriggled with
anticipation but I dropped my head at his knees and did the other leg. As
he groaned with frustration and jerked his pelvis up I kissed inside his
thighs, his hands dropped and grabbed my head trying to guide it to his
groin but I wasn't going to be rushed. I nudged his furry ballsac with my
nose and then licked the bottom. He squealed and his dick jerked. I could
see the trail of precum on his belly like a snail had visited. I couldn't
wait, I grasped his hardness by the base and swiped my tongue over the
ultra smooth pink head tasting his boy juice for the first time.

Writers talk about cum as sweet as nectar and you think what a load of
bollocks that is.

Not true. Arron's love juice was the sweetest, I licked up his dribble and
sank my mouth over his spongy glans. He spasmed and gave a pelvic thrust up
nearly choking me with his cock. I reckoned it was a bit smaller than mine,
probably just under the five inch mark but as I've said he wasn't a
giant. Who needed giants, I needed my Arron, I sucked on his sweet shaft
and played with his velvety scrotum until I felt his nuts tighten up, he
wasn't a thousand miles away from a climax.

'Calm down little man,' I grinned and transferred my mouth to his smooth
belly lapping out his sweet little sunken button.

'I was gonna pop there,' he sighed and smiled at me with the world of
affection in his eyes. 'I think I'm in love.'

'Hey, hey. Early days my son,' I wanted him to slow down. This was far to
early for this sort of thing. It was OK me being infatuated but I didn't
want him, my Arron getting hurt.

'Come on, Cal. You know there was something there the first time we met,'
he pushed me flat onto the bed and then crouched over me with his
glistening spike bouncing. There and then I was determined we would sixty
nine and cum together. If we drank each other's thick juices that just
about made us boyfriends. Another thing I was determined to do and that was
to make love to him overnight and I wanted him to make love to me too. I
knew I was a virgin and I reckoned he was as well, in fact, I was sure of
it. I wanted to take him all the way and for him to do the same to me by
dawn. Love, I dunno if he knew what he was talking about but he might have
a point.

He got my CKs down and gazed at my dark meat, I had a healthy growth of
pubics far more than his and he seemed to delight in the frizzy hair, He
nosed it and his little pointed tongue swiped up and down my hard shaft.
I'm not a bragger so I'm not going to give you the normal Nifty shmutter
about my seven inch cock, I've got around five plus inches, it was just a
bit bigger than Arron's but it was thicker. I think he was using me as some
sort of a training platform as he licked off my precum and then washed my
swollen glans with his tongue grinning all the time. His final act was to
take my hardness into his mouth and begin to suck with his wet lips running
up and down my shaft. I could feel my scrotum tightening up, I was so
tensed with the proximity of this fabulous boy I could cream at any moment.

'Sixty niner,' I gasped and started to swivel on the bed. he looked at me
for a moment and then it sunk in, a final swift kiss on the lips and then
he was down head to toe. We were away. The moment I felt his sweet lips on
my penis I took his slippery hardness into my mouth. I let him lie flat and
I hovered above him as one does in these cases.

He was sucking me like a giant lollipop, I just encased his hardness in my
mouth and gently tickled all around the rim of his glans with my tongue. My
little Arron was putty in my hands.

'Mmmph,' I heard a strangled croak and I felt his boy's cock swell in my
mouth, I fucked faster downwards into his suction and we both came
together. Beautiful, one for the book.

I think we were both surprised at the heat and the passion of our cums,
mine seemed to go on forever and his was amazing for such a slight boy, I
swallowed and gobbled and he just kept splattering his thick creamy spunk
into my mouth. We fell apart at last and I slid up alongside him, we shared
a semen stained kiss and I trapped and sucked on his sweet tongue. We gazed
at each other, dunno if it was love or lust but IT was there, IT was in his
eyes and I hope IT was in mine as well.

'That was bloody fantastic,' he laughed with glee and crushed me in his
thin arms. 'God, I think I love you Cal.'

This time I didn't try and put him off, I just gently kissed his eyes, his
nose and then his lips. I couldn't get enough of this kid. I wanted to stay
on this bed with him in my arms for ever.

We were disturbed at last by a hammering on the bathroom door, it was
Darren calling out that it was time to feed.

Full of bravado I opened the door naked and left Arron trying to cover
himself on the bed. Darren peered in and grinned, would you believe it, he
was naked too and I caught a brief glimpse of his extended and shiny and
spit slicked cock before he fled giggling like a little girl no doubt to
report back to Aaron.  I didn't give a shit, we didn't have secrets
..... not now.

'He was naked,' Arron spluttered. 'Christ, all this time and I never even
suspected.'

'Someone to keep you warm when I'm away.'

'You don't mind?' He looked at me with a slight grin.

'It's all in the family. As long as you think of me when you do him I don't
care.'

'Let's eat, smart arse,' he started to sort a towel from his bag.

'Don't worry, it's all in the bathroom.' I went into the bathroom closely
followed by Arron to find the other two splashing and generally tarting
around, we joined in and that was fun as I got to grab Darren's dark
skinned bum. Mind you I saw Arron take a feel of Aaron's mansized cock as
well. This was gonna be some sort of night.

We managed to get down to dinner on time and even managed to get through it
without getting thrown out. Funnily enough the Chinese bellboy was waiting
table, he must need the money. I tried to study him a little but little
Arron started to give me dirty looks, seems my little lover could turn out
to be a bit possessive, that was something to bear in mind.

We visited the small bar after eating, not for booze you understand but
just for a couple of soft drinks before hitting the sack. I mean to say we
did have rehearsals in the morning and we still needed our beauty sleep,
some hope and no hope I suspected.

I went to the gents in the process and bugger me if the Chinese kid wasn't
in there mopping the floor, I wondered if he was the manager as well.

'I know you.' That was a good start.

'Bully for you,' I replied in my standard teeny bopper persona.

'Yes.' He grinned at me. He was quite tasty, around seventeen, possibly
eighteen. 'My young brother is a fan of yours.'

'Good for him,' I cracked a smile. I was going to offer a photograph and
auto but you don't offer you let them beg.

'I wondered if I could trouble you for an autograph before you leave, some
sort of memento?'

'Why don't you pop up our room tomorrow afternoon,' I suggested slightly
nervy. 'I could let you have some goodies for your brother and we could sit
and have a chat.' I boldly dropped my eyes to his crotch. Nothing like
being obvious.

'You are rooming with the nice blonde boy,' he spoke very good English if a
little stilted and whammy, his eyes also dropped, his slow grin was more of
a smirk if you know what I mean. He wasn't that daft, he must have been
spying on us because no one else knew how we'd sorted out the bunking
arrangements.

'Spot on Sherlock,' I grinned. 'Maybe you could bring some drinks up,
nothing lairy you understand.'

'I finish around three tomorrow.'

'Fine. You know what room we're in?' I looked at him with my 'come on'
look. 'Perhaps we could have a bit of fun.'

'I know the room,' he gave a broad grin. 'I shall be delighted to visit
your friend and yourself.' He added quite formally.

'Excellent.' I grinned, washed my hands and returned to the table, I could
feel Chinky's eyes on my bum all the time. This one was a goer.

'Took your time,' Arron grumbled, the others had buggered off and left him
all on his own.

'Sorry, sweetnuts.' I sat down again. 'I might have us a bit of
entertainment for tomorrow afternoon.'

'Really?'

'Yeah a bit of Chinese.'

'That kid, that bellboy guy.'

'Yeah.'

'What, you reckon he's .......'

'I don't reckon, I know,' I looked at him seriously. 'You and me tonight
though.'

'Chinese bellboys for afters,' he returned my grin. Thank God for that, we
were on the same wavelength.

'Wanna go?'

'Too true, sweety.'

God I loved my little Arron. I was as hard as a bloody flagpole and tonight
was our night.

The first thing we did in our room was kiss, come on we hadn't had a snog
for a whole hour.

'How we doing this,' he looked a little nervous. We gonna lie on top of the
bed or get in it.'

'We're going to bed,' I spoke firmly. Jeez. He was nervous, I was bloody
nervous. I knew all the theoretical, I could pass exams on how to shag a
boy, the foreplay, the fingering, easing the ring and all that but doing
it, now that was another thing. I wanted us to enjoy what we were going to
do, I didn't want any pain and I certainly didn't my Arron getting
hurt. I'd never forgive myself. We stripped off in silence, I was really
chuffed to see that his boyhood stuck out like a prong, he grinned a little
embarassed as he slid under the sheet.

'Brrr, it's cold in here,' he stared at me and grinned. 'Come and warm me
up, Cal.' Something must have crossed his mind as he suddenly laughed and
then had a fit of the gigles. 'Let's play mums and dads.' He cracked up.

I've got to admit his laughter was infectious, I was laughing as well as I
slid into the bed and then grabbed his slight frame and pulled him onto
me. This was it, naked in bed together.

'God, you've got a lovely bum.' My arms were around his slender waist and I
cupped his tight white bubble butt in my hands. It was like grasping two
peaches one in each hand.

'You gotta way with words,' he laughed and then reverted to his serious
mode, I felt him feed his stiffness between my legs and I promptly clamped
on it's heat as he gently moved to and fro.

'I got some KY,' I breathed hotly in his ear and rolled onto my back and he
lay on my belly still making little prodding movements moving my cock up
and down with his smooth tummy.

'That's the proper stuff,' he looked nervous again.

'You ain't that dumb then.'

'Bollocks,' he gave a more forceful pelvic thrust and I could feel his
already slippery glans at the base of my crack.

'Put some on,' I nearly choked on my own words as I produced the blue tube
from under the pillow where I'd hidden it earlier.

'You want me to go first?'

'You're nearly there, kid.' You see my worry wasn't him broaching me. OK so
I was a virgin but he was only whatever he was in size but I was bigger. He
might hurt me a bit but I didn't want to hurt him a lot, can you see what
I'm getting at.

As I took my knees upto my chest and prepared myself for my lover's very
first fuck I watched him mesmerised as he coated his hardness with the
glistening oil. God, from where I was it looked bigger than it had before.

'Better put some on my bum,' I almost choked.

'Orrite,' he was almost speaking in a whisper. I felt a smear of oil on my
ring and then a gente pressure as he pushed one finger slowly inside me and
then he started to move it to and fro sinking deeper and deeper.

'Yeah, that's good.' I felt like a slut. But fuck it, it did feel good.

'A bit more .......'

'No, Arron do it, I want you to do it now.' I was nearly crying. I wanted
him so much and as he bent lower to kiss me I held his oiled penis and
guided it to my pucker. 'Gently, Arron.............'

Gawd, it was marvellous. There was no pain. Just a twinge, I felt his oiled
cock open me up and then the mass and the heat as he began to fill my
body. He was as tense as a drum, I felt his belly as hard as iron as his
hot cock slid inside my hole, filling and satisfying.

'My Gawd,' he murmured and grinned at me. 'You are so fuckin' tight.'

'Good,' I tried to sound sarcastic but hadn't got it in me. I was so happy
for him. He groaned again as he settled his belly against my ballbag, his
stumpy cock was well and truly sheathed in my living flesh. Arron had taken
my cherry and now he was going to fuck me ..... and I couldn't wait.

'You alright,' his lips fluttered over mine and then my cheek and finally
on the forehead, I could feel his heat stirring within me. 'I am in love,
no doubt about it,' he kissed me long and hard and I felt him push into my
bottom as far as he could. Did I say he had a little dick? It wasn't that
bloody little, it felt like a slippery log inside me, it was beautiful.

'Shurrup and fuck me,' I slurred, my dick was jerking on my belly and I
could feel the slipperyness of my own juices on my gut.

'Yes sir,' He grinned. He started slowly and whatever anyone says sex is
natural whether you do it with a girlfriend or a boyfriend the act is the
same, the love is the same.

His slowness didn't last too long, he must have had the itch, he certainly
had the hots, he started to hammer into my love tunnel and I
freaked. 'Harder, harder, Arron.' I held onto his smooth buns as he
pummeled me to death. At the end he smashed into my slippery butt and I
felt his boy sex swell and then the glorious pulsing as he voided his
climax.

Jeez. The feeling for the first time of a lover's cum shooting and pumping
into your body, I nearly passed out. It was so hot, I could feel every inch
and every movement of his perfect cock as he filled me with his thick
youthful spunk.

'Gawd,' he groaned and fell on me his sweaty stomach trapping my painfully
hard erection. 'Was it OK,' he looked at me with some concern in his greeny
grey eyes. 'Was it OK?' He asked again.

'Perfect loverboy,' I kissed his freckled nose. 'You can do that anytime.'

'In about an hour,' he giggled and slowly stirred his limpening cock in my
messy bottom.

'Why not,' I had to laugh, he had one of those boyish giggles that get you
going.

For some reason his eyes slid away from mine and he pulled back a little
resting on his elbows. 'You gotta do me now and then we're proper lovers.'

'You don't have to,' I grabbed him fiercely and kissed him hard and long. I
hated myself saying it but it just came out.

He struggled and returned the kiss. 'Yeah, I want to, I just don't want to
get hurt, you're so big.'

Jeez. I've never been called big before. I let it pass.

'I wouldn't hurt you Arron. The moment you feel any pain let me know and
I'll stop.'

'Did I hurt you,' he looked so worried, my little angel.

'A bit,' I admitted. 'But it was worth it ..... and I want you to do it
again.'

'You're on,' the little laugh again and he carefully slid out of me and
flopped onto his back. 'Let's get married,' he blushed a bit and closed his
eyes. Ostrich in the sand syndrome. God, I loved the little dimwit.

'Roll over, lover. I read that you should go in on the back first time
around.'

'Does that mean you weren't a virgin?' He gave me that disconcerting stare
of his.

'No it bloody well doesn't,' I think I snapped back. 'It's just that I
though..........'

'It's 'cs I've got a small dick innit?'

'Partly that, Arron but mainly because I don't want to hurt you.' I felt
myself near to tears. 'Don't let's fall out ..... please.'

'We're not.' He rolled over onto his tummy and grinned over his
shoulder. 'All lovers have tiffs, we won't.' He opened his smooth legs and
clutched the pillow. 'Hurt me Goldspink and you're dead.'

'Right on,' I laughed and got betwen his legs opening them up a little
more. I could see his pucker clearly exposed and so inviting. I felt like
plunging in straight away and sod the consequences but I knew that would
kill any relationship off there and then. I don't know what made me do it
but I ducked my head and licked up his crack from bottom to top.

'You dirty oik,' he giggled and wriggled his sweet bum. 'Do that again.'

I spread his cheeks a little and licked even deeper this time.

'Eek,' he squealed und pushed his sweet botty up in the air. This time I
got a firm grasp, one hand to each ultra smooth boy bun and spread them. A
long slow saliva drenched lick from bottom to top again, this time I got a
taste of his sphincter, nothing nasty, nothing could be nasty about my
little Arron.

'Yum, yum.'

'You perv,' he chuckled into the pillow and pushed his pelvis up even more
really spread his legs. His bum came up and his spit sheened ring was there
totally exposed and at my mercy. Another couple of licks and I grabbed the
KY. It was time.

He didn't even flinch as my oiled finger entered his moist heat. He just
gave a contented sign. muttered a bnit and forced himself up onto my slowly
moving finger.

'Two fingers then do it,' he demanded, his neck was bright red, his face
must have been like a beetroot with the shame of asking for a boy's cock.

I slid the first finger free and watched his oiled pucker close and then
slowly slid two fingers in and then worked them to and fro until I felt his
muscle ease. 'Wanna try now,' I whispered and kissed the back of his smooth
neck.

'Don't try, do it.' Suddenly he wriggled on the bed and flipped over. He
took his knees upto his chest and stared at me defiantly. 'I want to see
you when you cum in me,' he gave me a slow smile. 'Come on, tiger.'

I didn't argue this time, I positioned my swolled glans at his pre-oiled
sphincter and slowly pushed. He pulled a face but holding my hips made
adsolutely no protest as my penis entered his most private place and was
encompassed by his tight little arse. It was so wonderful, one of the real
ace experiences of my life.

This beautiful fifteen year old boy beneath me on the bed and pinioned by
my rampant sex, I was inside my lover and he was gently smiling up at
me. 'All the way, Cal. Nice and slow.'

I did as he asked. I slowly and carefully fucked myself into his hot
tightness feeling his flesh accept me and feeling his hands on my hips
finally pulling me into my pubics.

'My God, this is such a buzz,' I moved gently in his tight arse. 'I love
you so much, Arron.'

'Bout time you said that,' he grinned and ran his hands up and down my
slightly sweaty skin. 'Prove it, gimme babies.'

That was it. I started slowly at first but as he wriggled and started to
mutter sweet nothings I started to ram and thrust harder and harder. 'You
alright, Arron.'

'No probs,' he grunted and forced his sweet bum up onto my assault. 'I'm as
hard as a rock again.'

Indeed he was, I could see his cute cock bouncing and jerking on his belly
and it was at full stretch again.

'I'm gonna cum,' I grunted and speared in deep and hard.

'Make it last,' he wailed and I felt his legs pressing on my back but it
was all over. I felt my erection jerk inside his hot body and then the the
swelling and the pumping. I nearly passed out at the pleasure and the
emotions that come when you catually climax inside someone you love. A
first for me and I assumed a first for him. He literally beamed as I
spunked into his tender flesh, it seemed to go on forever, I felt the hot
spurts as I ejaculated and I felt his tunnel seem to constrict on my organ
seeming almost to milk me dry.

I eventually slipped onto my side turning him with me still stuck up his
flooded, spunk drenched tunnel.

'You're dead legging me, Romeo.' He wriggled his leg free and as he did so
my spent organ slid from his beaitiful bottom. 'Was I good?' For once his
eyes avoided mine.

'Excellent ..... more than excellent, Ace, Superb,' I laughed and grabbed
his sweaty body tightly and kissed him long and hard.

'You're happy, I'm happy,' he grinned tiredly and held my cum coated
organ. I moaned, I could feel it twinge and begin to thicken. For God's
sake, I was getting hard again.

'I've got to go to the bathroom,' I sliped from the bed. 'You filled me
up.'

'Eugh, gross,' he grinned looking quite pleased with himself. 'What happens
if one of them's in there?'

'It's alright, the toilet's in a cubicle. Anyway, I might find a real
fuck.'

'Turd,' he snarled and leapt from the bed and jumped on me.

'Get off, you loony,' I struggled on the floor with him but he was
surprisingly strong. I felt him spread me and I've got to admit I was
pretty willing.

'Who's a loony,' he grinned manically and got between my legs, his boy's
cock was standing out hard and proud, almost glowing.

'You can't,' I looked up at him and smiled. 'Can you?'

'Watch me,' he laughingly folded my knees back to my chest, positioned
himself and took me in one slow thrust.

'Ooooh,' I relaxed as I felt his hardness slip inside me on a coating of
his last cum. He started to fuck taking it almost out before slipping it
back in again every thust jolting my teeth and battering my bottom. I idly
wondered where he got his energy from and then gave myself over to the
pleasure. The funny thing was that I always had myself down as the active
partner in my dreams never the passive. I knew that in any relationship
that I might have to take turns but I never thought I'd enjoy being
fucked. With him I did, I couldn't get enough. As I lay on my back and he
took his pleasure in my body my mind just drifted and I took delight in the
feel of his penis inside and the cum he was going to squirt inside my
belly. Must be love I suppose.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck,' he muttered and frowned down at me.

'Whassup,' I mumbled, I was having fun what was the matter.

'I'm cuming too soon,' he groaned and then the glorious pumping and then
more of his hot slippery cum deep into my battered butt. By Christ, the kid
was a rabbit. Mind you, saying that I was hard again and ready for seconds.

'Nice one,' I squeezed my buns of his juices, I swear I was leaking.

'Yeah, it was,' he agreed and slipped out of me spilling his pearly juice
between my legs and probably some on the carpet as well.

I managed to get to the bathroom on the second attempt, I heard him washing
and cleaning himself up and he followewd me into the toilet, it was
abortion time to put it crudely. We were back in bed in ten minutes with
the lights off and the room fitfully illuminated by the street lights.

'Cal,' he whispered as I moved up behind him playing spoons.

'Yeah.'

'You're hard,' he giggled and pushed back onto my fresh erection.

'I thought you're never ask, I slid between his smooth cheeks and centred
in one.

'Aaaaah,' he groaned and pushed back onto my cock. 'I never asked
anything,' he reached back and held my hips as I began to slowly fuck for
the second time.

'My mistake,' I cackled and began to pound into his sweet bottom. This time
I knew he liked it and I was unlikely to do him any damage and he was
pushing back hard, he really wanted it.

When I came it was almost an anti climax, I spurted, he wriggled. Been
there, seen it, done it and got the t-shirt. We were boyfriends, lovers an
item, end of story.

Not quite.

We managed to get the rehearsal out of the way the following day and both
boys did quite well, in honesty probably Darren better than Arron but I
wasn't going to admit that. In fact Darren had a nice little arse, S Club
Aron couldn't keep his eyes off it, gotta laugh aintcha!.

Masters seemed quite pleased and let us go around one o'clock, that gave us
time to get a lunch before my Chinese friend was due to visit. Masters was
going to pick us up in the morning and take the two models back to their
base and then return Aaron to my place where he was going to shack up for a
week before our next tour. I think we were all a bit sad that we'd cracked
the weekend but we had the afternoon together and another night.

Darren and Aaron had made out that was pretty obvious. Anyway, I asked,
Darren was clearly in love, dunno about our Aaron.

We had lunch together in the hotel's dining room and then we split. Aaron
and Darren were off to take in an afternoon film and we had an appointment.

'This is a pretty odd relationship,' Arron commented. 'We're both saying we
love each other and now we're going for a threesome with a Chink.'

'Don't call him a Chink for God's sake, he might sort us out with a meat
cleaver.' I looked at him seriously for once. 'We're lovers, right?'

'Right.'

'If we truly love one another a little bit on the side can't damage that
love, can it?'

'Very glib,' he laughed. 'Let's have fun, I've got loads of hormones, the
love I'm gonna reserve for you.'

'Right on lover boy,' I grinned and sampled one of his tender
kisses. Another crisis over.

Tell you what our Chinese man didn't muck around. Right on the dot there
was a knock on the door and there he was. A bonus was he had a totally
gorgeous kid in tow, I imagine this kid was around fourteen or fifteen.

'My kid brother, Eddy,' he grinned. 'I hope you don't mind.'

'You introduced Eddy but not yourself,' I smiled and took the boy's hand in
a shake, it was so soft and warm, I had visions of him naked. problem was
just because a certain big brother was bent, It didn't mean the kid was.

'He's Ricky,' the kid spoke out.

'This here's Arron, my boyfried.' Let them sort that one out between
them. Arron glowed.

'Nice to meet you Arron,' both the Chinese shook Arron's hand. Jeez, they
were so polite, not a hair turned at the mention of boyfriend.

'I brought some drinks,' Ricky announced. 'As you said nothing too
extravagant. He produced eight bottles of some alcopop from his bag.

'Excellent,' I didn't know where we were going from here, let's face it
this was another first for me. From the way Ricky was giving Arron sly
glances I could see where his interests lay. Looks like I might be lumbered
with the sprog, Eddy. Shame. Cue for a bit of a gloat.

'Nice to meet one of Cal's fans,' Arron put his foot right in it. 'I
thought they were all bent.' Needless to say Ricky laughed and the little
one went bright red, curious, I've never seen a Chinese blush. They do go a
funny colour.

'Shurrup, Arron,' I grabbed Eddy and sat hiom on the sofa alongside me and
consoled him, I mean I oput my arm around his bony shoulders and he leant
against me with a little smile. 'I got some pictures, mugs, t-shirts.'

'Wow,' Eddy really smiled this time. 'Have you got any signed.

'I'll sign some ..... To Eddy from Calvin with Love. How's about that?'
God, the kid nearly wet his knickers.

Woops. Poacher alert. Arron and Ricky had plonked themselves on one of the
beds and were looking for a bottle opener, there seemed to be an awful lot
of bodily contact for a search for something as ordinary as a bar
utensil. 'Try the little bar,' I might have just sounded a little
sarcastic.

'We've been practising dance steps this morning,' Arron smoothed over the
little bump.

'Have you,' both Eddy and Ricky looked at us with some interest. It looked
like demo time, I accepted a drink first, I had a plan.

'Do you dance,' I asked Eddy ignoring Ricky, Arron could cope with him. We
both knew what we were after and I'm pretty sure Ricky was a goer, the kid
was the fly in the ointment. I just happened to look up and Ricky happened
to look at me, he gave me a grin and a nod, he also mouthed something but I
didn't quite get it.

'Whay?' I mouthed back. Do love a bit of mime.

'He's trying to say I'm alright,' Eddy sniggered alongside me and he
cuddled in closer.

'Ah, right,' I was stumped for a moment and so resorted to my drink. It was
nice, sweet but cool and I suspect it had a bit of a kick. Righton, I
noticed the label, 5%, that is pretty strong for a kid's drink.

'You gonna show us a few steps.' Eddy looked at me adoringly.

'Might finish up in a striptease with another one of these,' I felt myself
giggle. The way forward was clear.

'Do it like this morning,' Arron suggested. 'You lead and I'll follow,' he
promptly sprang to his feet and shot across and locked the door, the two
Chinese boys looked like a pair of cats that had just nicked the cream and
the Christmas turkey.

I swiftly downed the first bottle of my ration and sorta fell over and
stuck a disc in the room's music machine, I kept it down we didn't want the
neighbours complaining although it was our guys on one side anyway.

We started off with a slow one by Robbie Williams and I mimed into the
Smirnoff bottle and got a good sway going. My prickish mate Aaron got
behind me and held me by the hips. The song went on and every time Robbie
mentioned love Arron nuzzled the back of my neck and played with my nipples
through my t-shirt and then he'd run his hands down to my waist and up
inside my shirt caressing my smooth skin. Jeez,' I was getting so turned
on. Ricky was sitting with a big grin on his face, Eddy was open mouthed in
shock.

Fuckin' rock on. The second bottle went down well, I drunk that on the
move, I vaguely remember Arron unclipping my waistband and the next thing I
know he had the tips of his fingers on my bare belly just inside the
waistband of my CKs.

'I'm shagged,' Arron declared. 'You have a go, Eddy. You're the top man.'

I smile invitingly at Eddy, would he wouldn't he. Arron just flopped onto
the bed alongside Ricky. He'd done his part, well done Arron. I take back
all I said about his crap acting.

Eddy stumbled to his feet and moved in, he nervously stood by me and backed
onto me as i guided him around. Back to the swaying, it wasn't dancing, if
it was it was dirty dancing. We moved with the music in what they used to
call a boozy, you know, the one you do when you're half pissed or out on
funny fags. I held onto him and guided him backwards and forwards in front
of the music box. Arron and Ricky just lay there pretty close together
taking alternate swigs from the same bottle, what you'd call saliva
swopping I suppose.

'I can feel you,' Eddy giggled.

'Feel what,' I lightly kissed the side of his neck.

'Ooh, he shuddered and pressed back onto me. 'I can feel your thingy,' he
wriggled his sweet bottom grinding against my groin.

'I'd like to lay down with you,' I whispered and kissed his ear.

He giggled and pushed back again, this kid was ready for it.

'Naked,' I added and gave a little pelvic thrust.

Hang on, action. It was broad daylight but Arron got up and drew the thick
curtains enveloping the room in a gloom just barel;y lit by odd rays of
sunlight coming through the cracks where he hadn't quite drawn the curtains
properly. It was perfect, I saw Arron and Ricky lay on the bed we hadn't
used last night and kick their trainers off.

'Wanna lie down, chill out a bit,' I whispered in Eddy's cute little ear
guiding him to the bed.

'Yes, please.' I told you he was very polite.

My Arron and Ricky were kissing and cuddling and I could see that the
t-shirts were coming off, surprisingly enough ricky was quite chesty, I
wondered if he did any swimming or maybe track, he wasn't as skinny as I'd
thought at first, he had a nice body.

I dunno how old Eddy was but he was a boy and a boyish boy at that,. He
giggled as I pushed him onto the bed and fell on him. Then it was all lips,
I kissed him and he clung to me like a leech, his little hands were
everywhere but mainly on the front of my cargoes feeling up my pride and
joy. We managed to dispose of our footwear and socks and I peeled his
sweatshirt off savoured the feel of his silken skin with my lips. He was
beautiful, a truly Golden Boy, I couldn't wait to get him naked.

I caught Arron's eyes and he grinned at me, Ricky's head was down at my
boy's zipper, things were happening. Good luck to them, I was on Eddy's
case. I unclipped the top of his jeans and slid the zip down, he just
groaned and closed his eyes in surrender. He didn't really co-operate he
just let me take the lead, I stripped him and I stripped myself, he just
clung and kissed and made all the right moves.

'Shall we get in the bed,' I asked at the stage when we were both down ot
our underwear.

'Are we going to get naked?' He whispered and his warm body pressed against
mine, I could feel and see his hardon in his red briefs, he was probably
just a little smaller that Arron, could be he was older than he looked.

'If we get naked in bed we're gonna make love,' I tickled his ear with my
tongue. 'Gonna fuck you,' I slid my hand into the front of his briefs and
felt his hard cocklet.

'Gonna fuck you too,' he giggled.

'Sounds good.' A flurry of bedclothes, a minute of frantic action and we
were under the bedclothes lovingly removing the remainder of each other's
clothing. Finally we were naked and cuddled together, warm and safe in our
little world. A last look at the others. They were alright, I could see
Arron's white form and Ricky's darker body in a tangle of arms and legs, a
naked tangle I might add.

Bedclothes over our heads my lips found Eddy's and we trades spit both
tongues digging deep and hard. 'Do me,' Calvin.' he groaned and turned his
back pushing his sweet little fanny up against my hip.

God knows what age he was but I couldn't stop now. I pushed him onto his
belly and slipped between his parted legs. No KY. Shit, it was saliva time,
I licked my fingers and smeared my glans which was already leaking like a
tap. I rubbed some of it on his hot little fanny intruding one finger into
his tight little ring. It clamped on me like a little velvety vice.

'Oooh,' he sighed and pushed up, I felt my finger slip into the knuckle and
I moved it in and out. There was enough precum to serve. I raised my belly
up and rubbed the tip of my dick across his hole smearing my natural
lubricant. A little jab and I felt his ring give.

Kissing and in position I pushed harder and felt his pucker yeild and my
cock was trapped in his flesh warmth, God his little bottom clamped on me
so hard I nearly came there and then.

'Right in, Cal,' he muttered and pushed up onto my erection, I nearly
fainted as I felt his smooth skinned bottom absorb my aching hardness. He'd
done it before but I didn't care, for the moment he was mine. I idly
wondered who'd taken his cherry, probably brother Ricky but as I've said, I
didn't care. I was slowly fucking my way into his hot little boy cunt,
sinking deeper and deeper into his incredible tightness.

'Aaah, Eddy,' I started to move to and fro gently at first but going for
the root of it and I got there, I felt my belly against the small of his
back and he was pushing back onto me as if trying to absorb me body and
soul.

'Yeah, great. Go on, Cal.' he wriggled and pushed back even harder. I
sensed his head turn in the dark and sloppily kissed the side of his cheek
and his mouth and then started to fuck this wonderful litle Chinese boy
child. I know I've wobbled on about Arron and don't get me wrong, Arron is
my boyfriend, my main man and my lover but Eddy was incredible. So warm, so
tight and so smooth, this kid was experienced as well, a real boy slut. He
pushed back onto me and moaned and wriggled I had a job not to cum, I
wanted it to last. I carefully slipped free of his tight little golden
skinned butt. 'Aaaw, Cal,' he moaned a protest.

'Shurrup Mr Ed,' I rolled him onto his back and folded his skiny legs back
onto his chest, his calves automatically parked themselves on my shoulders
and I moved in. 'Do it please. Fuck me, Cal.'

A gentle push and I was back into his delicious tight heat and this time I
was fucking for real. No desire to prolong it, just the urge to fill my
little boy with my juice. I wanted to cum so hard inside this kid I was
nearly sobbing.

'I'm cuming, Ed,' I pushed in hard and he grunted expelling air as I rammed
in for the last time and my cock began to jerk in his little Tunnel of
Love. My God. It was the cum of the century, it must have been at least six
good blasts, six streamers of sticky and slippery spunk deep into my little
toy boy. He squealed, fortunately we were buried in bedding, he wriggled
and he clamped his little butt on my bursts and sprays. I felt the surges
and I felt if life was fleeing my body, as I said, it was one of my
supercums, it was brilliant.

I ran my hand across his belly and it was dry. Thank God he hadn't come, I
still had his boyhood to drain, his little four inch cocklet was mine.

'You were wonderful.' I kissed his moist lips and managed to wriggle my
head out into the dappled sunlight of the semi darkened room. Arron and
Ricky were in bed as well and I could see the humped shapes moving up and
down, someone was fucking someone and at that moment in time I didn't
really care, I wanted little Eddy up my bum ..... like yesterday.

'Lie on your side,' he whispered and prodded my hip with his hardness.

'What about a face to face,' I suggested, he was gonna get no penetration
on the side and I wanted his little cock in as far as he could get it.'

'Can I, can I?' He whispered excitedly as if this was something new and
maybe it was, for him.

'Yeah, be my guest,' we kissed again as we struggled in the bed and I
managed to get on my back and get him into a kneeling position between my
spread legs.

Gawd. Couth and charm were out of the window with this one, the randy
little rugrat placed his hardness at my sphincter and gave a godawful
shove. He hadn't got the biggest penis in the world but he made me leap, no
sooner had he got half of it in and he was fucking away like a mechanical
gigolo. Talk about a fucking machine, I just hope the clockwork didn't run
down halfway throught the session.

Thankfully he slowed down after about a minute and then he was trying to
screw into me like a Black and Decker, mind you he was good but I think I
preferred the more laid back approach.

'I'm gonna cum in a minute,' he grunted digging like he was trying to
tunnel back to his homeland.

I nearly said 'thank fuck' but held back. Come on, guys. Some of you would
give your right arms to fuck The Calvin Goldspink. He did cum in the end
and I got the familiar and satisfactory stickiness. It wasn;t the biggest
cum in the world but he wasn't the biggest kid in the world. He
collapsed. I reckon that little session would keep him in wanks for the
next couple of years. When we surfaced from under the bedding the other two
were whispering and canoodling.

'Do you fancy Arron?' I whispered to my little lover.

'Yeah, he's nice,' he giggled and played with my tacky penis and I felt it
stir. Time for big brother Ricky.

'Well go on then, send your bother over here.'

'Ok,' he giggled and shot out of the bed like the famous Taz, the Devil
from Tasmania. A bit of a muttered conversation and I saw the lanky form or
Ricky slip from the bed and the next think I know was the feel of his warm
body joining me in the bed. Round Two.

We had the obligatory snog and I felt down. Who said the Chinese were built
small, this kid had the whole nine yards. A meaty six incher which I was
gonna sample in around two seconds flat.

'You got a bit more than the kid.' I maneuvered onto my back and I noticed
him grin as he lay atop me and his meaty chunk slipped between my thighs.

'You gotta bit more than Arron,' he whispered and kissed me on the
nose. 'Nice,' he rubbed his soft belly up and down on my reawakened
meat. 'Arron was wonderful though,' he sighed. Christ, that is really all I
need, someone in love with my new boyfriend.

'Do me, Ricky.' That was an order. I was the teeny star and he was the
bellboy, let's get the chain of command straight. Not that I'm a cock
hungry slut or anything but ........

'Ooooh, sooo nice,' he slipped into me effortlessly, I absorbed his his hot
hardness with pleasure, this was a young man with all a young man's drive
which he was demonstrating right now. Lovely fuck, lovely fucker. I clamped
my legs on his sweaty back as he ploughed my furrow (how's about that for a
farming metaphor: auth).

I could hear Eddy and Arron squealing and chattering away as they enjoyed
themselves, the noise they were making they could be indulging in a bit of
all in wrestling. Suddenly it all went silent and I heard a moan, a sigh
and then the regular slap of sweaty body meeting similar. Sounded like
Arron was haing a little Chinese.

I was having a big Chinese or he was having me. Did I say he was good sex?

He was now thrusting into me hard and deep and I reckoned he was on the
verge.

'I'm cuming,' Ricky grunted. Have I got a crystal ball or what?

God, he did cum too, masses of the sweet slippery icky. I loved it, I
wriggled on his pumping shaft and clasped his lithe sweat coated body as
his solid six inch shaft just pumped and pumped. I was absolutely shagged.

That was it, more fans satisfied. Ricky and Eddy left around six thirty
leaving myself and Arron to clean the place up, or pre-clean it before the
cleaning staff hit the place in the morning. Little Eddy was on Planet
Pleasure, he had a Calvin and Arron mug, about three or four S Club 8
t-shirts and a gaggle of signed photographs. As a special gift for Ricky I
let him claim a pair of used CKs which he promised to treasure and sniff
before saying his prayers every night.

Around seven Arron and myself were bathed and pretty eager for the hotel's
dinner, we were starving. It was around this time that Arron and little
Darren rolled up fresh from their visit to the pictures where they'd been
to see Jeepers Creepers II or somesuch crap.

They barged into our room and made themselves at home. Aaron's a bit like a
bloodhound, he sat their sniffing, clocked the empty WKD bottles in the bin
and gave me his Cornish surfer boi grin (such a pratt).

'Been entertaining have we?'

'Couple of fans,' I looked at my Arron and grinned, needless to say he
started his giggle bit.

'Dirty sod,' Darren squealed at his mate. 'You've been rumpy pumpying.'

'Something like that,' Arron expoded in a sneeze and a gale of laughter
over the remains of the final bottle. 'Rumpy pumpy, what a pillock.'

'Darren and myself were thinking,' Aaron was suddenly serious, even the
hyper active Darren sat still for a moment.

'Bet that was a strain.' I looked at my little blonde angel, something was
coming.

'Well we've got to split from the lads tomorrow morning but we do have
tonight together.....'

'Well first of all I've got to say that I'm not splitting from Arron, we're
boyfriends and we're keeping in touch.' That was it, I'd said my bit and I
was so chuffed to see Arron nod his head in agreement.

'Orrite. Orrite,' Aaron waved his hands about 'Same for me and Sweetie Pie
actually.'

I was a bit shellshocked, I'd never thought of my Cornish Pasty as a one
boy man or a one boy boy..... sod it, you know what I mean.

'Where we going with this?' Arron got into the conversation.

Aaron took a deep breath, I think he'd lost his train of thought. 'Darren
and I were thinking......'

'Here we go again.'

'Shurrup, fuckface,' Aaron grinned. 'Darren and I were going to suggest a
bit of swopping around after dinner and maybe change back to our boyfriends
around midnight.'

'What like me and Darren and you and Arron?'

'Something like that,' Aaron smiled.

I looked at Arron and he just shrugged. I couldn't see any harm in it,
Darren was rather sweet anyway. He wasn't my Arron but he'd do. It's not as
if Arron and myself had taken vows of chastity and faithfulness, after all
we'd shared a Chinese twosome that very afternoon. Of course, when we were
on tour Cornish boi and yours truly would be after any young boy fans we
could entice into our 'chicken trap'.

'Sounds good to me,' I agreed after I saw Arron give me the nod. 'It's a
deal,' I stood as did Arron. 'We're going down to dinner.'

'Sweetie and me'll join you in a bit,' Aaron and Sweetie (I ask you) went
into the bathroom as Arron and myself headed for the grub.

The meal as the previous evening was excellent although there was no sign
of Ricky, I imagine it was his day off anyway. The other two joined Arron
and myself before we got throught the performance with the soup and into
the main course. Masters was collecting us around eightish in the morning
so we didn't need to have too late a night especially as we had yet another
sexfest planned.

As before we retired to the hotel's bar for Pepsis and munchies (On top of
dinner ? I hear you ask). Finally we headed for the rooms, there wasn't a
lot to be said really, it was nine in the evening and we were going to bed
..... some kids.

Alone at last I took a grab at Darren, he was a little shorter that Arron
but if he'd survived the popster Aaron he was no shrinking violet as he
soon proved. As we fell on the bed he attacked me with his lips and his
hands, he was like a bloody octopus, his hands were everywhere. In the end
I lost it and ripped his clothes off baring his beautiful body. As I said,
he was shorter than Arron and darker skinned like myself and he was a
little love bug. Kissing, he kissed like a sink plunger and he seemed to
have a tongue about a yard long. He was uncircumcised but there was little
sign of his foreskin, he was as hard as a little chocolate frog. Let's face
it, he's been with Jeepers Creepers all afternoon and I'd been on the nest
with my boyfriend.

'Christ, you have a lovely bum,' I'd rolled him onto his little belly and
parted his pale cheeks. I know it wasn't the most romantic thing to say but
it was a lovely bum. He had the faintest suggestion of hair between his
cheeks and I shoved my mouth onto his wriggling bottom my tongue seeking
his pucker.

'Aaaah, Calviiiin,' he sobbed as my hot tongue attacked his hole licking
and probing. I peeled his buns apart and licked and slobbered. Miraculously
after the afternoon with Arron there was a dribble of precum on my
knobend. Innit great to be fifteen.

I licked and coated his little pucker and then started to slowly lick up
his brown back gradually raising my body until my straining hardness slid
between his saliva coated buns.

'Yeah, do it,' he breathed and humped his bum up.

Kissing the back of his neck and his overlong haid I gently placed my
weeping glans at his slippery hole and gently shoved.

'Yesssss .....' He sighed and clutched the pillow as I slid in quite easily
and then gave another thust seating my pride and joy deep into his little
love shute. 'Cor, that is so nice. Smaller than Aaron's though.' He
giggled.

'Thanks for that,' I answered a bit sourly.

'It's not the size, it's how you use it,' he pushed his bottom up into my
groin, a hint I suspect.

I srated to make love to this little brown skinned boy, I wasn't in a hurry
and he wasn't going anywhere with me pinning him to the bed. Gawd, he was
so tight and so smooth. I was in love with my little blonde angel Arron but
this kid was most certainly second favourite. I suppose when we were on
tour him and Arron would be at it but I'd have to try not to be jealous,
let's face it I'd have Cornish boi climbing all over me ..... which I was
slightly looking forward to.

'Go on, faster,' Darren wriggled his bum and pushed his hips up. That was
it, a bit faster, a bit harder and a bit deeper. 'Yeah, that's it,' Darren
moaned, I must have hit the spot. 'Fuck me.' This time he shoved his little
bum up really hard almost forcing himself into a doggy position. I grabbed
his hips and pummeled like fuckery, the slap of my sweaty groin onto his
smooth bum was the music of love, I fucked that boy like I was trying to
split him and he loved it. I could see why he and big dick Aaron got on so
well.

I felt a twinge of sympathy for my Arron but I felt my jism rising.

'I'm cuming,' i groaned and Darren lifted his upper body and me with
him. In a kneeling position a fired my load deep into his twitching
bottom. We both fell flat onto the bed onto our sides and I lazily pumped
the remainder of my slippery spunk deep into his little boy's body. That
kid was one good fuck.

We messily slid apart and kissed. 'Can see why Arron likes you,' he grinned
and played with my messy limpness.

'Can see why Arron likes you,' I countered with a grin. 'Do you fuck or are
you a bitch.'

'You cheeky prick,' he squealed and jumped up forcing his way between my
legs. 'We'll see who the bitch is now.' Gotta laugh, he was like an irate
chipmunk but his four inch cocklet was jerking around and it had a pennant
of clear goo dripping from the end. The kid was up for it.

'Come on lover,' I calmed him down and rested my legs on his shoulders
guiding him closer. I fet his slippery knob at my passage, a jerk and his
hot and very hard boymeat was in me.

'You are so nice, Calvin,' he sighed and bottomed out. I stroked his smooth
little buns as he slowly pumped.

'So are you, Darren.'

'What a weekend,' he sighed and looked at me. 'I think Arron loves you, you
seen the way he looks at you.' He giggled.

'Good,' I kissed him. I wanted to tell him the our S Club Aaron loved him
but I didn't dare, I didn't know how genuine Aaron was, I didn't want to
let the munchkin down.

'Surfer Boi loves me,' he looked at me and grinned moving his hips faster.
'But we're playing it kewl so nobody notices.'

'Best way,' I clamped on his thrusts. 'Now shut up and gimme some loving
before I have to get my little blondy in here to finish off.'

Christ, he went away like a rabbit. Perhaps he thought he was in a race or
something, he pounded into my arse like there was no tomorrow. He did a
huge cum for a little lad , I could feel the hot stuff splashing and
pumping inside me like I was a banger getting an oil change. There was
sweat and cum everywhere, the place stank. Brilliant. God know's what the
chambermaids or whatever would think in the morning.

'Gawd, I'm drained,' he slid free and fell onto the bed alongside. 'I
fucked Calvin Goldspink,' he grinned and then giggled like the little lad
he was. 'Do I get a t-shirt and an autograph?'

'After this,' I rolled him onto his back and lifted his legs as he started
to laugh and slid hard and deep into his spunk slippery tunnel. The night
was young and I had my lover returning to the roost at midnight ..... it
could be a very long night.


					THE END


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