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The Tutor
By
Andy Mann
Chapter Five
MattyB
The two concerts in Orlando went very well. Again, the venues were sold out and Matty didn't let his fans down. I was beginning to get a little concerned as he continually lengthened his encores, repeating songs, making new ones up or simply covering other songs and by the time the second concert finished, his show had stretched from the seventy five minutes that it was supposed to be to over two hours. He was coming off stage still high on adrenaline but as soon as he hit the changing room, he collapsed into a limp shadow of himself. I expressed my concerns to Jack on the phone and was told to keep an eye on him, make sure that he ate well and got plenty of rest. I even held off on some of his studying as we had already finished the schedule that I had set for the duration of the tour.
Both nights went in a similar vein to the previous, albeit less energetic from Matty. I told him that I was more than happy just to give him the pleasure that he loved but he insisted on returning some of the favour. So while my tongue and finger got a hard workout, probing his little tunnel, bringing him to climax after climax, I had my own reasons to grip the bed sheets as his wonderfully warm mouth sucked my cock dry of its spunk, before we settled in, kissing and cuddling before falling asleep in each other's arms.
As we headed back into Georgia for the final week of the tour, I started to realise that I was going to have a major problem letting him go. I had never felt like this before for anybody in my life. I had enjoyed the prepubescent fumblings with Harry but I had never been in love with him. Similarly, the boy celebrities that I had fantasised about were just that, fantasies. Matthew Morris was a completely different ball park. I had not only gotten to experience sex with him, something that I had never done with any of my students, but I had also fallen not just for his looks but his bubbly and serious personality as well. I suppose because of being thrust into the public eye at such a young age, he had grown up quicker and it showed. He acted more like a middle teenager than an eleven year old, and my heart was already beginning to ache at the thought of not having him in my life.
"What's wrong, Gregg?" the boy asked as we sat on the back of the bus, cuddling while we watched a movie.
"Nothing's wrong sweetie," I lied, keeping my voice light. "So are you looking forwards to seeing your family?" As it was a Saturday, the rest of Matty's family was driving down to Albany where Matty's next concert was on Sunday afternoon. We had started out early, wanting to ensure that we arrived in Albany by lunchtime.
"Yeah, it'll be cool seeing them again, but I want you to be there as well," he told me.
"No Matty, it's family time when they come and visit," I replied. "You should spend time with your parents and brothers."
"But you're part of the family now," he quipped back. "I don't want to spend another night away from you."
"Matty, we can't share a room while your parents are here," I told him, a flutter ran through me as his words hit home. "If anyone finds out what we've been doing, I will go to prison."
"But they won't find out. Promise!" he crossed his heart, bless him.
"Your parents would want to know why we are sharing a room, and let's face it, it would be pretty obvious wouldn't it?" I saw him frown. "Why else would we share a room at night if not to play around with each other?"
"Can't I just say that I got scared being away from them, especially after the storm, and that I can't sleep alone?"
"But what happens when you get home at the end of the tour?"
"I'm trying not to think about that." I heard his voice tremble and as I looked down at him, tears were streaming from his face. I turned his body over so that we were face to face.
"What's wrong buddy?"
"I don't want this to end," he sobbed. "I really like you, Gregg. I mean, really really like!"
"And I do you too, sweetie," I kissed his nose. "But we knew that I was only going to be with you for four weeks, so let's wipe your face and make the most of the time we've got left."
"In that case, you HAVE to stay with me while my family is here!" he wiped his nose on his sleeve.
"We'll see," I gave in. I was sure that the Morris's would want to spend time with Matty on their own, without me being around, but I didn't want to argue with my little boy.
"How long before we get to Albany?" he asked suddenly.
"About an hour and a half," I checked my watch. "Why?"
He didn't answer with words. Instead his mouth pressed against mine, his tongue pushing past my lips as we kissed. I got the idea that he wanted some special time so my hands slid underneath his t-shirt, gently caressing his back while Matty's hand worked their way down my body until they reached my belt. He fiddled with it until he got it undone and in an instant, had the button and zipper of my jeans open and his right hand inside my briefs. I groaned into his mouth as his hand circled around my stiffening cock, giving it gentle tugs. My own hands needed to get on his flesh and I eased his shorts down before returning to his hips and pulled down his briefs. I gripped his buttocks, working them as if I was kneading bread before sliding a finger down the valley of his crack. I rubbed against his opening, causing Matty to moan loudly as he broke out kiss.
"Please Gregg," he begged. "Finger me again."
"Go get the lotion," I grunted out, lust for him evident in my voice. I nearly had to admonish him as he turned to run to get the KY from my bag as he had forgotten that his shorts were still wrapped around his ankles and he nearly toppled over. He grinned at me before stepping out of them, leaving just his t-shirt on and he covered the five yards to my wash bag and retrieved the lube. Jumping back onto me, his three inch erection poked me in the chest.
"Eager for this?" I chuckled.
"Fuck yeah," he whimpered. "I love it when you get your finger inside me. You have to promise me that before you go, you are gonna fuck me properly."
"Matty, I'm not going to fuck you," I told him, causing him to look at me in shock. I leaned in and kissed him gently. "I'm going to make love to you." His smile reappeared and I took charge, as I knew he liked, and I moved him around so that he was laid across my lap. Automatically he opened his legs for me, allowing me access to his private place and I squeezed a small amount of lube onto his hole and onto my index finger. I swirled my finger around, teasing him, making him beg me to enter him before giving him his wish. I pushed my finger wholly inside him all in one movement and the boy yelped in surprise. As I started to slowly finger fuck him, his moans were appreciative and he started to hump himself backwards onto my finger. After a few minutes, I pulled my finger out, much to his annoyance before he saw me lubing up my middle finger.
"You gonna put two in me?" he asked, a hesitant look on his face.
"Matty, if you want me to eventually make love to you, we're going to need to get you used to taking more than a single finger," I explained. "Hop up for a second."
He rolled off my lap, standing up in front of me with a puzzled look on his face. I pulled my jeans off and without me even asking him to, he bent forwards and pulled down my briefs, exposing my already hard cock. I heard him sigh a contented sigh and he quickly took me into his mouth, causing me to groan in lust but that wasn't what I was meaning to do. I pulled him gently away from my protesting cock and sat him by the side of me.
"I thought you wanted me to suck you?" he whined. Bless him.
"As much as I do, that's not why I stopped pleasuring you first. What I wanted to show you was this." I held my index finger alongside my erection. "Can you see the difference in width?"
"Uh huh," Matty nodded, his eyes slightly widening.
"Now, if I put two fingers to it," I said, doing so. The girth of my cock was still substantially larger and I heard the boy gulp. "And now three fingers." My three fingers, side by side, matched the width of my cock and Matty let his hand drop onto first my outstretched fingers and then my cock.
"So before you'll make love to me, you're gonna have to get all three inside me?" he whispered in a low voice.
"That's right, honey," I nodded. "The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you, so unless I know that you are able to take my full girth, I won't make love to you."
"I know," he sighed. "Okay, let's go for two then." He laid himself back over my lap, positioning his cock so that it rubbed over my thigh. I hotched him up for a second and spread a little lube on my leg so that he would get some slippery action when he started to hump back against my fingers, if he could take them, that is. I slid a finger back inside him, making sure that he was still loose enough for that before slowly introducing a second finger into the action. I heard him grunt loudly as I tried to push past his sphincter muscle.
"I know this will sound a bit gross, but push down as if you're going to take a dump," I advised him, remember everything I had read and actually had done myself when I fucked myself with various vegetables as a boy before I was old enough to buy myself a dildo.
"Ew!" he giggled but as I pressed my fingers against his hole, I heard a grunt and my digits squeezed inside him. "Argh, hold on Gregg."
"Are you okay, honey?" I asked, concern in my voice. "Do you want me to take them out?"
"NO!" he yelled. "I just need to get used to it."
"Don't force yourself, okay." I picked up the lube and squeezed some more around his hole and on my fingers before I started to withdraw them slightly. I pushed them back in a few millimetres, allowing Matty the time to get used to the width inside his hole but still working his muscle to stretch it slightly.
"Okay, go on," he grunted. I eased them out to the first knuckle before pushing back in until I felt my second knuckle slip past his entrance. "Ah Jeez, that's nice." Taking that as an acceptance that he was ready, I started to finger fuck him harder and quicker, twisting my hand as I did, loosening his hole more and more. His body language changed from being tense to relaxed as my fingers started to prod his prostate and instantly he began humping back against me. I felt his hard cock rub against my thigh and I was in heaven. Here I was, virtually naked, with a naked eleven year old on my lap, my fingers up his arse while he humped his cock onto my leg. Due to his actions, his body had slid slightly down my lap and had trapped my own hardness between his hip and my stomach. As he continued his thrusts, my cock was pulled back and forth and within minutes, I felt my balls start to tighten up.
"OH GOD! OH SHIT! THIS IS GREAT!" the boy crowed as I felt his hole spasm and tighten around my invading digits and his body started to shake as his orgasm flowed through him. He grunted and groaned louder and louder and for a moment, I was pleased that the bus was moving as the noise of the vehicle's engine must be drowning out Matty's lovemaking squawks from the driver's ears. I watched my boy spasm before going limp on me as his dry climax finished. My cock ached for release and I thought that I would try something different.
"Matty, you trust me don't you?" I asked.
"Course I do Gregg," came the soft reply.
"Then will you allow me to experiment. I think you'll like it, but don't worry, it's not going to hurt you." Getting a nod from him, I picked him up in my arms, stood up and laid him face down on the bunk. I grabbed the lube and added a little extra to his already slick crack before putting some on my dick.
"You're going to do me now?" came a hopeful question.
"No, but I am going to do something close." I climbed onto the bunk and lowered myself on to my boy's body, holding my weight off him with my elbows but positioned myself so that my cock slid into his bum cheeks, just like a sausage in a hot dog bun. I started to hump him slowly, revelling in the tightness of his buttocks as they wrapped around my dick. It was almost as good as fucking his hole, I was sure and Matty realising what I was doing, started to clench his cheeks to increase the tightness around me. I pumped away but needed something slightly more so with an instruction to him to let me know if he starts to get uncomfortable, I lowered myself until my chest was flat on the smooth back of my boy. I wrapped one arm around his chest and slid my other underneath his stomach and before starting to thrust in earnest. While I would love to say that I lasted for hours on end, it was literally seconds before my spunk was spurting out, over Matty's lower back and bum. I collapsed breathless, rolling myself so that I wasn't lying on top of the boy. He moved himself around so that he was now facing me and gave me a long, deep kiss.
"THAT was awesome!" he grinned. "Now I really can't wait till we do it proper." I let him off the bad grammar as we dozed for the next thirty minutes, before we cleaned ourselves up, ready to meet up with the rest of the Morris family.
"MOM!" Matty yelled as he jumped off the bus and ran into the arms of Tawny Morris. I saw Blake Snr complete the three way hug and as I stepped of the coach at a more sedate pace, I noticed that the other four children of the Morris family were also in attendance.
"Hello Gregg," Tawny said in greeting and I leaned forwards to do the double cheek kiss greeting. "How's our little tiger cub been?"
"MOOOOM!" came the drawn out complaint, along with a chuckle from John. I glanced at him, stood by the side of Blake Jnr and suddenly the thought of the pair of them, naked, sweaty, John sucking on Blake's cock sprang into my mind, and my dick started to stir into life. Although they were a long way from my ideal age range, they were both still underage so the naughtiness aspect of sex was still very much at the fore.
"He's been fine, more than fine actually," I said. "He has already completed the study schedule that I had set for the month, and I think that you will be more than happy with his next set of grades when he returns to school."
"Do we HAVE to talk about school?" Matty griped.
"Just cos you're thick," Josh, aka Jeebs sniped at him with a sneer. I saw Matty stiffen before their Dad admonished Josh to behave.
"I hear that the concerts have been going well," Blake Snr remarked.
"Dad, they're freaking awesome!" Matty bubbled. "I LOVE being on stage." I saw Blake Jnr and Jeebs roll their eyes as my boy enthusiastically told them about the last few days since we had seen them before.
"Well, we are going to go and get some lunch," Tawny started.
"Mom, can Gregg join us?" my boy interrupted.
"I'm sure Gregg will be happy to have some time away from you," his mother said at the same time as I tried to offer my apologies, saying that it was family time.
"But I want him there!" Matty whined. "Gregg, please?"
"Well," I started and then made the mistake of looking at those blue puppy dog eyes.
"I think you've just lost your argument," Blake Snr laughed. "Gregg, please join us for lunch and you can tell us all about what the little tiger has been getting up to. I'm sure that you will tell the truth rather than the stories that this one comes up with." He picked up his youngest son, tickling his armpits causing Matty to squeal in a fit of giggles. Sarah Grace wanted to join in and to my amusement, Blake Snr held his son while she tickled him. Matty, showing his caring side, allowed his younger sister to achieve her target, Sarah Grace laughing more than her tickle victim.
"Can we go eat now Dad?" Jeebs asked. "I'm starving." I got the feeling that he wasn't really, but didn't like Matty being the centre of attention. I shook hands with Blake Jnr, who at seventeen is almost a man, and nodded to John who I had learned was fifteen. We headed inside the hotel, letting the driver and bellhop take care of our bags and checking in and we headed to the restaurant. Fortunately it was not a fancy affair, just the usual fare on the menu. I ordered a steak, Matty following my lead with the rest of the family having various choices.
"So, I hear you like trapping Matty outside in thunderstorms?" I asked his next two elder siblings. John blushed and Josh looked at me as if to say `so what?'.
"It was just supposed to be a joke," John had the decency to admit. "We didn't know the lightning was gonna hit the tree."
"There was a wicked storm in Palm Beach!" Matty interjected. "It was really scary."
"Were you okay?" Tawny asked. "How did you sleep?"
"Um," my boy stuttered, trapped as to how he could reply. I took charge for him.
"It woke him up and he came into my room to tell me that he didn't like it. I had been watching the storm and so hadn't gone to bed, so we had a little talk about the storm, and the reasons why he didn't like them," I paused, looking at his brothers. "Then I put him back to bed and stayed with him until he went to sleep. Then I went to bed myself." Well, I hadn't lied.
"That's nice of you, Gregg," his mother said, touching my hand in thanks, just as our food arrived. The conversation moved onto his studies, much to Matty's disapproval and while Tawny helped her daughter with her food, I saw Matty struggling once again to cut up his steak. Without thinking, I took his plate and cut up his steak into smaller pieces, placing his plate back on his place. Matty smiled his beautiful smile at me, before starting to eat. I looked back up at his father to see Blake Snr staring intently at me. Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, I turned to Blake Jnr.
"So, Matty says that you want to become an artist," I told him. "Have you thought about which college you could go to?"
"I'm not sure I'm good enough to go to college to study it," the boy blushed. I thought that the hint of red in his cheeks certainly increased his appeal.
"You are too!" Matty jumped in. "You need to show Gregg some of your drawings. Gregg, they're really good, honest!"
"I'm sure they are," I had to stop myself from adding one of my many terms of endearment that I now had for him. "If you want, I can have a look, and probably point you in the direction of someone who can advise you better."
"Really?" Blake Jnr asked. He reached into an inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small notepad. "That would be so cool!" He handed me the pad, getting a disgusted look from Josh and as I opened it up, I saw that he was very much into the manga/anime type of art. It wasn't something I was really appreciative of, but I knew that this type of work could be carried into a number of different forms of employment.
"These are very good," I told him. "When I get back to my room, I'll get one of my colleague's details. Brian Downing has a masters in art from the Art Institute of Atlanta, and he carries some weight with the selection committee there, so if you are interested, I can set up a meeting for you."
"Would you? That would be awesome!" the teen gushed at me. "Dad, did you hear that?"
"I did, and Gregg, that would be very nice of you if you could."
"Anything I can do to help a budding student is a pleasure for me to do," I told him. "If I can get this little one studying math and physics in the same afternoon, then I feel like I can conquer the world!"
That bought an appreciative round of chuckles from everyone except Sarah, who hadn't followed the conversation and Josh, again, a frown on his face. He certainly looked like someone had come in and pissed all over his birthday presents!
"Would you be able to see if you could help me too?" John asked suddenly.
"It depends on what you want help with?"
"John, I think that Gregg already has a lot on his plate, don't you?" Tawny interrupted.
"No, please, I don't mind. After all, it's the reason why I went into teaching in the first place," I told her. I felt a hand on my leg and glanced down to see Matty's hand. He had squeezed my knee and as I looked down, he pointed to his crotch. It was tented. He grinned at me, the little sod.
"Well, I like messing around with cars and engines and things," John told me. "I'd like to do something like that."
"So would you be interesting in engineering and the mechanics behind it, or actually getting your hands dirty?"
"I like designing stuff and building stuff," he told me. "I work part time at a garage and I use the money I get to buy parts and things."
"I know the perfect person," I said, dredging through my memories. I had an old college friend that I still kept in touch with. "Bobby Givens is a graduate from Georgia Tech and he is very highly thought of by them still. I haven't got his number with me, but when we get home, I can certainly let you have it." Well, it would give me the ideal chance to see my boy one last time after we finished the tour.
"Awesome!" I was guessing that this was the family word for `great, super, thanks'!
"Dad, can we go swimming?" Josh interrupted.
"I suppose so," the elder Blake sighed. "Matty, are you going as well?"
"No, not for an hour," he replied. Seeing the look on his mother's face at the unexpected reply, Matty looked at me smiling. "Gregg says I'm not supposed to swim for an hour after eating, otherwise I could get cramp and I don't want to do that."
"Actually, that's a good point," Blake Snr said. "Sorry Jeebs, you're going to have to wait while your food settles."
"WHAT? Just cos Matty says something, you all go along with it. Again!" Josh pushed his chair away from the table and stormed off. I saw Matty's chin drop to his chest as his brother called him out and I wrapped an arm around him before I knew what I was doing. Suddenly realising that I was being stared at by the two Blakes, I pulled away, getting a complaining whine from my boy.
"Sorry," I apologised. "I guess I'm a little hands on sometimes when I see a student hurting."
"I guess you are," Blake Snr replied, getting a smirk from his eldest son. "I'll go and check on Jeebs." He got up and followed his son away from the restaurant.
"Can we go and play games?" Matty asked John, and getting a nod, they disappeared, but not before Matty gave me a hug. Sarah Grace had started to get fussy so Tawny excused herself and took the daughter away, leaving just Blake Jnr and myself.
"So you seem to have managed to tame my little brother somewhat," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"Before the tour, Matty would have followed Jeebs straight away, but now he is being sensible and actually was the one to bring up not swimming for an hour. He also let you cut his food up, which he never allows anyone to do."
"I guess that we've connected a little, but that was always going to happen I guess, as we have spent nearly three weeks together, twenty four seven."
"Twenty four, seven? What about at night?"
"Um, well, you know what I mean," I flustered. I felt my face heat slightly and I prayed that it wasn't through blushing.
"I think I do," he said, his face betraying no emotion.
"Well, why don't I go and get you Brian's contact details," I asked, standing up to get away from a conversation that I didn't want to be having. However, my escape plan wasn't complete as the eldest Morris son followed me to my room. I could hear laughter coming from the other side of the bathroom and I realised that Jack must not have realised that the family was meeting us here and had booked the adjoining rooms as normal. I rummaged around in my briefcase, desperate to find the card so I could get rid of the enquiring seventeen year old before I let anything slip but to my disgust I couldn't locate it. "I know, I think it's in my bag with Matty's studies." I leaned over and pulled a second bag to me. Unfortunately it was the one that had the broken zip and as my grip on the handle slipped, it spilled the contents onto the floor. Now normally that wouldn't be so bad as it would consist of school books but I had hurriedly packed away the pjs that I had spunked over that first time and to my horror, they were clearly visible amongst the books. Without looking at Blake, I gathered everything up, shoving them back in the bag before pulling my card case from the front pouch. "Here you are," I said, handing the boy Brian's card. Blake held my gaze for a few moments before smiling and walking out, thanking me for the information.
I went into full panic mode as I replayed the events in my head. Had he seen the pjs? Of course he had. What would he think I was doing with them in my school bag? He hadn't given me a chance to lie, to explain away so he must think that I'm keeping them for the only reason why I would be keeping the dirty pjs of an eleven year old boy. I collapsed onto my bed, tears starting to leak from my eyes as I pondered a life in prison, or at least one where I was labelled a pervert but more importantly a life with no contact with Matty.
"Gregg, come on, let's go swimming!" Matty's voice bubbled through the door. However, his movements stopped dead when he saw me. Rushing to my side, he cried "What's wrong?"
"Oh Matty, I think I've blown it all," I sobbed. "I'm sure that Blake Jnr knows about me, about us."
"He can go fuck himself, I'll deny anything," my perfect angel stated.
"If only it was that simple, my love. Maybe it would be best if I quit now and offered that I would never see you again."
"Don't. You. Ever. Do. That." The words were said with such meaning, such powerful emotion that my tears stopped and I looked at the resolute face of my eleven year old lover. "I would die if you did that to me."
"As much as I appreciate you saying that, you know that's not true," I chuckled, trying to lighten the dark mood.
"It is true. The person that you have made me into would vanish. I'd be dead." He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tightly. I leaned down and kissed the top of his head, just as Blake Snr walked in. Matty jumped away from me. "Come on, oldie, let's go swimming!" he tried to cover.
"Go get your speedos and I'll walk you down," I said. "Oh, hello Blake."
"Matty, go get your trunks and go to your brothers' room and get changed. They will walk you down. I want to have a quick chat with Gregg about some things." Matty paused in the doorway before I nodded at him to go, something that I'm sure his Dad didn't miss.
"Blake, let me explain," I started.
"Be quiet for a moment." He walked over to a cabinet and opened it. Pulling out two glasses, he reached inside a pocket and out came a small bottle of whisky. He measured two large shots, pointed me to a chair and handed me a glass.
"I don't drink while I'm with a student," I tried to say.
"Take a drink as I think we both will need one," Blake told me. He took a gulp of his drink, and not knowing what else to do, I followed suit. I was guessing that this was where he either called the police, beat the crap out of me or at best, gave me a running headstart. "So how far exactly have you gone with my son?"
"Um, I don't think I understand,"
"Yes you do. I have never seen Matthew attach himself to an adult as much as he has to you. I initially put it down to the fact that you have spent so much time together, and he had started calling you his Uncle Gregg in his phone calls to us. But today, there was the way that you cut up his food, the way that he instantly obeys anything you ask him to do, the little touches that you both give each other."
"That's just,"
"Don't tell me that's a natural student teacher thing. I know the signs and I want you to be straight and honest with me. Have you touched my boy?"
"I," I couldn't say anything. I froze. I felt my face drain of blood and bile filled my mouth. I got up and ran to the bathroom and empty my stomach into the toilet bowl. I felt a cold cloth being placed on my forehead, and I looked up to see a concerned look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Gregg. I didn't think you would react quite so badly."
"But I, I've," I started to lose my breath before Blake told me to steady my breathing. He helped me to stand on shaky legs as we walked back into my room.
"I think that without you answering any of my questions, you have in fact answered my question. There is more that I want to say, but if I know Matty, he will be chomping at the bit to get in the pool so get changed and let's go to the pool for a couple of hours. Then I want to talk to you after."
He turned and started to the door, turning back to me as he reached it. "Don't take long or Matty will be a royal pain until you get there."
I nodded and as he left the room, I sat down heavily on the bed. I saw that I still had a good measure of whisky in my glass so I necked it in one, gasping slightly at the kick, before shakily grabbing my swim shorts. Blake hadn't beat me up, or gone running for the nearest phone, so maybe he thought that I hadn't touched Matty? After all, he was now telling me to go swimming with his family, including Matty so he obviously thought I was innocent of any wrongdoing. Why else would he want me in a place where his four sons would be nearly naked. Feeling more confident about the situation, I got changed, grabbed a pair of sweat pants and walked down to the pool. I was surprised to see that it was only the six of us in there, Matty already a bundle of chuckles as John and Blake Jnr took turns in throwing him up in the air from the water. Blake Snr was doing the same with Jeebs, and I noticed the similarities between the two younger brothers. Both had the same brown hair and blue eyes, and although there were differences in their facial features, it was obvious that they were brothers.
"GREGG! Come on, jump in!" Matty yelled. "Blake, bet you can't beat Gregg at laps!" I jumped in and made my way over to them, self conscious about touching Matty. I suggested a game of tag, which Jeebs seemed to want to instigate and as we said go, he immediately pushed Matty.
"TAG!" he laughed and swam away from his younger sibling who was spitting out swimming pool water from his mouth.
"TWAT!" Matty hissed and swam after his brother.
"MATTHEW!" "MATTY!" Both his Dad and I shouted at the same time, causing Blake Jnr and John to crack up.
"What?" my angel asked, innocence shining on his face as he turned to look at us.
"You do not call your brother a name like that," his Dad told him.
"Why not? He shouldn't have pushed me like that."
"Maybe not, but there is no need for foul language," Blake Snr admonished. I thought back to the lesson where I had Matty write down as many swear words as he could, and grinned as Matty obviously had the identical thought. He flashed me a killer smile before apologising. We got back to playing and actually had a fun time for over an hour. I found myself relaxing as I joined in, and was surprised when the game of tag turned more into a game of grab. I was shocked the first time that John `tagged' me by my balls but when Blake Jnr and Blake Snr both joined him, I felt a little more confident. As I caught up with Jeebs, I let my hand sneak underwater and copped a feel of his crotch. I was surprised to feel that he had an erection, but then again, at the age of twelve and having been touched by various hands, I guess that his body was just reacting as it knew best. Matty took great delight in groping me on more than one occasion until finally Blake Snr announced that it was time for him and Jeebs to get out. "Matty, I think it's time for you to get out as well." I saw him pout so I announced I would as well. Waving a quick farewell to the two older brothers, I watched Matty's arse walked away before I realised I'd left my sweats on the side of the pool. I headed back in and my eyes boggled as I saw the two eldest Morris siblings with their mouths locked on each other, their hands down each other's trunks. I quietly crept to the edge, picked up my sweats and nearly shot my load when I heard John's moan that he was going to shoot already. I hid myself by the door, watching them while not being seen and as the fifteen year old shuddered, they shocked me to the core with their next statements.
"So what do you think about Gregg?" Blake asked his brother.
"He's kinda hot. He felt like he's got a thick cock."
"I know, I couldn't believe it when I grabbed him. Come on, suck me off now, quick before anyone comes in." Blake hoisted himself onto the side of the pool, while John remained in. He quickly took his brother into his mouth, bobbing up and down. "So do you think he's into Matty? FUCK CUMMING!"
"Fuck yeah. He's gotta be, hasn't he?" John stated between slurps. WHAT? How did they know? "I mean, Matty is growing into a right cutey and I wish that I was closer to him so that maybe he'd let me do this to him."
"You never know, he might," Blake replied. "He's not my type and he's too young so I'm not gonna try anything, but you, brother dear, you can suck me off any time you want."
"But do you think Matty will be into it? And if he is, do you think it's right if Gregg is doing stuff with him?"
"As long as Matty wants it, I don't see anything wrong, do you?"
"I dunno, cos Gregg is like what? Twenty five or something?"
"Twenty seven," Blake corrected. "What? I looked it up."
"So would YOU let Gregg do anything to you?"
"Fuck yeah!" Blake giggled. "I might even let him, you know, fuck me."
"WHAT! Would you let me?"
"Uh uh. Sorry bro, if you're younger than me, than you're the bottom."
I heard a harrumph from John and I turned and fled to my room, my cock aching at the conversation. Not only had I witnessed some incestuous action, but the fact that they were openly discussing having sex with me was certainly an eye opening and a turn on. I tore my door open and was just about to rip my shorts off to jerk myself silly when the bathroom door opened and Blake Snr, Jeebs and Matty walked in. Matty and Jeebs both giggled when they saw the large tent in my shorts and I quickly sat down, covering myself up with a towel.
"Now then, Gregg, I think that's a shame to cover," Blake shocked me. He pushed Matty towards me, and the boy hesitantly sat by my side. Blake sat on the couch, Josh taking a seat next to him, as close as he could be. "Okay then Gregg, I think it's time we finished our little talk."
"Okay, but if we are, I think it's best that they boys leave," I said, my heart dropping. He was finally going to make me admit what I've done. "Can I just have the time to say goodbye to Matty?"
"Now why would you want to do that?"
"Why have I got to leave?" Josh complained.
"What's going on, Gregg?" Matty asked me, a quiver of fear evident in his voice.
"Matty, I know, or at least have guessed what has been going on between you and Gregg," his Dad explained.
"NO! Gregg has never touched me bad or nothing!" Matty jumped up, leaping to my defence.
"And there we have confirmation. Why else would you assume that I was talking about sex if you weren't doing it?"
"Matty, sit down. Blake, please let me explain, and then I will leave. Just please, don't turn on Matty," I pleaded.
"While I would love to hear you try to explain why you have been doing things with my youngest son, I don't think it is really fair to make you squirm like that," Blake said.
"So Matty's having sex as well?" Josh interrupted. "Cool! Well done bro!"
"Huh?" Matty and I both looked at the twelve year old, who giggled at us.
"For the one last final time, are you having sexual contact with Matty?" Blake asked.
"For my sins, yes I am. We have not gone the whole way, but I have engaged with Matty orally." I admitted. I stared at the floor, waiting for the first punch to connect. Instead there was a hand on my shoulder.
"While I would have preferred to be the one to teach my boy, I am pleased that he has found you instead," Blake shocked me, pulling me up and into a hug.
"Wha?"
"I know what it feels like to be a boylover, and I have been lucky enough that all three of my eldest sons have been more than willing students," he smiled at Josh who hugged his arm around his Dad. "Blake Jnr wasn't really into too much, but John and now Josh appreciate the touch of their Dad, don't you my boy?"
"Sure do Dad," Josh replied and as he looked up lovingly at his Dad, Blake leaned down and kissed his son on the lips. From the whimpers that Josh was making, it was clear that it was not just a fatherly kiss. I looked over at Matty who's mouth had dropped open as he watched his father snog his brother.
"Damn Josh, you're getting better at that," he said, breaking the kiss. "So Gregg, do you see that you have no need to panic any more."
"So you've had sex with your sons?" I asked, my mind trying to repair being blown away.
"As I said, Blake Jnr liked being jerked off and especially being blown, but is definitely a top, while John enjoyed taking it, I'd say he's going to turn out to be versatile. Joshy here though is definitely a little bottom aren't you?"
"Uh huh!" Josh's grin was almost as infectious as Matty's.
"So, you don't mind that Matty and I have, you know,"
"As I said, I would like to have been the one to introduce him but I can tell that he is head over heels in love with you, so this is me telling you that I am giving you my permission to continue his education."
"YES!" Matty yelled, running over to hug his Dad. "See, I knew it would be okay!" he turned to me and jumped into my arms. He kissed me deeply, my hands wrapping around him as he hooked his legs around my waist.
"Well, I think that certainly answers all doubts," Blake chuckled. "I think that you two need some time together to get over the shock, so we'll give you some space. We're going out for dinner tonight, the table is reserved for eight pm. Gregg, please make sure that Matty is dressed in a smart manner. Oh, and you as well of course."
"But,"
"Gregg, if you are going to be with Matty, it means that you are now part of the family," he told me. "Tawny knows about my interactions with the boys, so she will have no problem with you either. She already thinks the world of you so I'm sure that she will welcome you with open arms as a future son in law." He chuckled as my jaw dropped at that thought. "Now, before we go, can I have a kiss from my son?"
"Sure thing Daddy!" Matty jumped down from my arms and run into his Dad's. I watched as Blake started to French kiss his son, my boy, running his hands over his body. As he paused to place his hand over the still speedo clad crotch, I felt a hand touch my arm. I looked down to see a smiling Josh.
"Um, could we like, maybe, kiss as well?" he asked, blushing. I was torn. Josh was cute, very cute, but he wasn't my Matty. However, I saw Matty nod at me, giving me his permission to kiss his brother so I sat on the bed and pulled the twelve year old to me. Tilting his head slightly, I touched my lips to his. He opened his mouth to let me invade him with my tongue and he proved to be an experienced kisser. Having seen Blake touch Matty, I had to reciprocate with Josh and I ran my hand down his smooth chest before gently squeezing his cock through his red speedos. I cupped his balls, which were bigger than Matty's and was surprised when I felt my own cock gripped through the shorts.
"I think we should let these two explore themselves further," Blake interrupted Josh before he could go too far. "Why don't you say goodbye to your brother?"
"Okay," Josh grinned and walked over to a still smiling, if somewhat shell shocked Matty. Josh placed his hand around the back of my boy's head and kissed him firmly on the lips. Matty initially pulled away before joining in with the kiss in earnest. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies and I found myself harder than I had ever been at the sight of the two brothers kissing.
"Now that is a sight to behold," Blake said to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Just imagine the pair of them naked, going at it?"
"I already am," I admitted.
"I am trusting you a great deal here, Gregg. Not only with the secret about our family, but also with the well being of Matty. Don't let me down."
"Blake, I give you my absolute guarantee that the only way Matty will ever get hurt is if my cold body is buried six feet under," I promised.
"Of course, Blake Jnr and John will also need to be told, but I think they already have an inkling."
"I guarantee they do," I chuckled and quickly filled him in on what I had witnessed earlier.
"Well, I think I need to relieve some pressure that is building up and I know just the boy hole that enjoys being ridden. You have your fun as well, and we'll see you at eight."
He tapped Josh on the shoulder, who broke his snogging of Matty and he waved at me before wrapping a towel around his waist and followed his Dad out of our room. Matty looked over at me, his three inch tent prominent.
"So what did Dad say?"
"He thinks that we can be good for each other," I replied, holding my arms open. He jumped into them and I kissed him long and hard.
"I can't believe that Dad and my brothers have been doing stuff," Matty giggled. "Wait, that meant he was going to do stuff with me as well, doesn't it?"
"It certainly sounded like it, although he has indicated that he only goes as far as the boy is willing to go," I told him. "That is the sign of a true boy lover, someone who will only allow himself the pleasure as long as the boy is agreeable."
"Like you?"
"Like me. Now, kiss me again sweetie, I want to feel your lips on mine."
He did and for the next twenty minutes, we were content to kiss and caress each other. We had shed our swimming costumes some time previous and as our ardours began to rise, Matty's moaning and humping of me became more insistent. I was happy for us to continue as we were but when he begged and pleaded with me to finger his hole once more, he knew I would melt like putty. Having an idea that I had seen on the many adult videos that I had watched, I wondered if we were of the right sizes to do it.
"Matty, turn around on top of me so that you are facing the foot of the bed," I asked. As he did, he clearly understood my intentions and swooped down onto my six and a half inches of flesh that was proudly standing upright. As his legs were either side of my torso, his cheeks were already spread apart slightly so it took just a gently easing of them to open his pucker to my view. I dove in, wanting to taste my boy's most private place again and within seconds, both of us were moaning like street whores as our mouths went to work on their respective targets. I had the added advantage over Matty in that as well as licking his little hole, I fished a hand underneath him and was slowly jerking his stiff prick. I was the first to cum, grunting into my boy's bum as I fired shot after shot of thick spunk into Matty's willing suction tube. He certainly was getting a taste for it as not a single drop spilled out. Fighting with myself not to slump back in post orgasmic bliss, I gave his pucker a final prod with my tongue before sliding a finger inside him.
"That it, Gregg!" he groaned out. "Please, get two inside me."
"In good time, sweetie," I promised.
"I want two in me now so you can get three in me later," he begged. I knew why he wanted the three but now we had been discovered and accepted by his father, I was no longer in a rush to go that final stage with him. No longer did we only have one week left together, but potentially a whole lifetime, or at least, as long as Matty was willing. However, I was unable to deny my boy what he desired so after grabbing the lube and slicking up my two fingers, I pushed them inside him, twisting and circling them as I finger fucked my boy. All through the anal probing, I continued my jerking of his dick, rubbing my thumb over his exposed cock head, pulling up and down on his thin shaft. "AH FUCK!" he yelled as his body spasmed under its climax as I felt his cock pulse and his pucker tighten and quiver around my fingers.
"Okay sweetie?" I asked, getting a grunt of affirmative, I continued my finger fuck of his hole. I had read that a hole is looser immediately after an orgasm so I thought I would try that theory out. Matty was resting on his elbows, his head laid sideways on my pubic bone and his body angle upwards. It seemed an ideal angle and I squeezed some more KY onto his hole as I pulled my fingers out of him.
"Argh, Gregg, don't stop. Please!" he pleaded with me. I could see that his cock was still hard.
"Don't worry, honey, I'm not. I'm going for three now okay? Tell me if it hurts though and I'll stop straight away."
"I will," he promised, although I was sure I heard a muttered `NOT' under his breath.
"Okay, here goes," I warned him and placed my three fingers against his hole. I felt him tense up and after telling him to relax, I pushed my fingers forwards against his entrance. The first two started to slip in but as the width of the third made contact, I felt resistance and heard a small yelp. He immediately told me to carry on, and after several minutes of relubing and pressing, finally I had three fingers inside his tight hole. I eased them in to the middle knuckle, not wanting to go too far, too deep on the first time. I slowly withdrew before pushing back in and as Matty's breathing calmed from quick, panicked breaths to a more regular rhythm of contented pleasure, I picked up my thrusting to the extent where I was in all the way to my hand. Matty was purring like a small kitten as I worked his hole, the width of my fingers ensuring that with each inwards push, I grazed past his prostate.
"Gonna cum again!" my boy squealed and boy, did he cum again. His whole body shuddered and shook as he gripped my hips. I felt drool dribbling onto my groin and without me touching it, I could see his cock spasming and flopping as his little nutsack drew up, trying to force out seed that he was still years away from producing. I was in awe as I watched the most explosive orgasm that I had ever seen and eventually he flopped down, laying limply on top of me, panting heavily. I eased my fingers out of him, taking them into my mouth to savour the taste of his insides before looking back at his pucker to make sure that I hadn't hurt him. There was no sign of tearing or damage, and I was surprised to see that his hole hadn't fully closed back up yet.
"Are you okay, sweetie?" I asked.
"Fucking awesome!" he moaned. "Do it some more!" Christ, I've turned him into a sex nymph!
"Matty," I started, pulling him around so that we were face to face. I had to pause as his lips pressed against mine, his tongue slipping inside me. When he stopped for breath, I continued. "Your hole still looks okay, and if you want me to, I'll have a try at entering you."
"You mean? You'll make love to me? PLEASE!" his smile lit up the entire Eastern Seaboard I was sure!
"Come on, let's get you into position, but again," I paused for the effect that I wanted. "You must tell me if it hurts. Your Dad has now given us plenty of time to be able to do this, so we no longer need to force it."
"I know, but I really want you to make love to me." DAMN! Puppy dogs should have been outlawed!
I had read that it was easier for boys to take their first cock being on their back with their legs held up, rather than on their front or even doggy style. Of course, it was only made up stories that I had read, there wasn't exactly an instruction manual for this, was there? Of course, I could have asked Blake, I guess but now was not the time to stop our lovemaking session to find out. I placed a pillow underneath his hips, raising his bum off the bed and at an angle that was more conducive to my position. Holding his legs up, I placed them onto my shoulders so that my arms were free to hold my body weight from falling on top of my boy. I eased myself forwards, my cock straining like never before and as I placed it onto his hole, both of our bodies shivered in anticipation of what we were about to do. Asking if he was ready, I tried to push into him but met with the stern resistance of his sphincter. I gripped his hips and tried again and for a brief, fleeting moment, I thought I was in before my cock slipped to the side and up and over his balls. Sighing in frustration, I repositioned myself and tried again. This time, his tight defences submitted and with a pop, my cock head slid inside him. I was in heaven, pure heaven as warm flesh wrapped around my cock. However, my trip to paradise was cut off immediately by a scream.
"HURTS!" Matty cried out. I opened my eyes and looked at his face, screwed up in pain, tears flowing down his cheeks. I eased myself backwards, not wanting to yank out which would cause further pain, but as I felt his body expel my cock, I quickly wrapped him in my arms, stroking his back, his belly, his legs, kissing his face gently.
"I'm so sorry," I apologised to my baby boy. "You know that I wouldn't hurt you on purpose."
"I nuh nuh know," he gulped, fighting his sobs. "I thor thor thought I was be be big enough but guess not."
"Hey, it's not your fault," I consoled him, hugging him tight to me. "I shouldn't have tried. I should have taken more time." I was mentally beating myself up. How could I have been so stupid to even try?
"No, Gregg, I talked you into it," Matty whimpered, as he caught his breath. His eyes were still watery but at least the tears had stopped. I rocked him gently as his breathing returned to normal and eventually I heard a slight snore as he dozed off in my arms. As much as I would have loved to stay in that position, my protectiveness asserted itself and I knew that I needed to make sure that he was okay down below. I softly laid him on his stomach and moved his legs so that his body was in a Y. I held my breath as I opened up his buttocks and looked at his small pucker. Although it looked a little angry, a hint of redness around the edges, there was no visible tear or blood showing. I licked my finger slick and eased it into him, wanted to make sure that I hadn't damaged him inside. Despite having my finger back in his tight hole, there was no sexual connotation to it. I was simply ensuring my boy was unhurt. As I pulled my finger back out, relief spread through my body as it was unblemished. I relaxed, knowing that he seemed to be okay. All thoughts of sex had now left my mind, my cock had gone limp at the thought of hurting my little lover. I reached over to my phone and set the alarm for 6.30pm, just in case we slept through and I yawned and dozed off, Matty in my arms.
End of chapter.
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