Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2004 17:07:29 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Look, No Hands - 2

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

LOOK, NO HANDS!!

Chapter 2

Even though my recovery from injury was relatively
smooth, the summer holiday dragged on mainly because I
was unable to go sailing. The other matter that hung
over my best friend, Matt, and me was the results of
our A-level examinations. I was expected to do well,
but Matt was not and he was more concerned about that
and even more so when he learned that his girl friend
Mandy was likely to be away on holiday when they came
out. On the other hand, Phil, who was waiting for his
examination results for his GCSE due out a week after
the A-levels, and I took every opportunity to be alone
together and satisfy our sexual desires at least once
a day.

The week our results were due out Phil sprung a
surprise for me. Although I was still not able to sail
without help and Phil was no sailor at all, my lover
managed to arrange for us to go out with someone he
knew whose family owned a yacht later in the week
after my results had come out. Since his accident,
Matt had been less keen to go out sailing and did not
feel confident enough to take the leading role and so
had not offered to come with me or Phil when it had
been suggested before that the three of us could have
a day sailing in the estuary. I had called round at
the house hoping to catch Phil alone but Matt was also
in when I arrived and was amazed when he heard what
Phil was planning,

"Jim Atkins, you can't be serious, Phil. He's a home
boy, always reading and he has got no muscles, worst
of all, however, he's a bit of a bender, or so I've
heard. Rumour has it that he asked Mark Wilson to fuck
him up the bum!! I don't think I'd want to have him
take me out sailing. What do you think?"

Matt looked straight at me as he spoke, but it was his
brother that answered the question,

"I don't know anything about the last bit, Matt but
what I do know is that he has a yacht and can sail it
and when I talked to him about what I wanted he was
happy to agree. As for first two comments, not every
one can be like you and Bobby Bliss."

Bobby was the school's star athlete and between them
he and Matt had broken every school record. Bobby
scored the most runs at cricket in a season for the
school team and Matt had taken a record number of
wickets with his fast bowling. Bobby had scored more
tires at rugby than any other player and Matt had been
the most prolific goal scorer at soccer the school had
ever produced. Their prowess did not end there. In
track and field the two athletes dominated all others
and had helped the school win the national
championship. What they possessed in athletic ability
was not, however, replicated in academic success.
Liker Matt, Bobby was no academic and he was fearing
the results of his examinations almost as much as my
best friend was.

I joined in the discussion,

"I agree with Phil. I think it is a great idea, I've
missed my sailing and I'm not too worried about
rumours about a guy I've never met and, in any case,
there's not much room on a yacht for any hanky panky
and the estuary is bound to be full of other sailors
so I think that even if the rumour is true we're all
quite safe! Thank for warning us, Matt but even more
thanks for arranging it, Phil."

Matt continued to mutter under his breath, but
accepted that Phil and I were going sailing later in
the week with Jim Atkins. The subject was not
mentioned again especially as the rest of the week was
full of anticipation of the examination results. One
piece of good news for Matt was that he passed his
driving test and so was able to pick me up and proudly
drive us both into school on the morning the results
were released. As expected my results were good, I
gained three A grade passes and would be setting off
for life at Oxford in just a few more weeks. Matt on
the other hand had done worse than he had hoped.
Sullen faced, my best friend walked over towards me
and groaned,

"I'm dead, man!! My parents are going to kill me, I've
got two E's and an Unclassified in English
Literature!! They'll make me take them again. I
suppose you did fantastically well and will put me to
shame, as usual!!"

I wanted to sympathise but could not conceal my own
delight at doing well and restrained myself from
pointing out that Matt might have done better in Eng
Lit if he had bothered to read any of the books!! I
merely told him my good news and he reacted as I might
have expected,

"Great stuff, mate!! You'll be off to Oxford in
October then, great! Can I come and visit with Mandy?
That's if I'm allowed to!! She's going to do very well
in her exams, she studied every night for weeks,
during that time, and she only let me have a fuck on a
Saturday night. What with her and Phil likely to do
well too, I'm in for a drubbing. Come on, let's go for
a drive!!"

I half expected Matt to take me to one of the places
we usually went to when he wanted me to comfort him by
wanking him off and I was not surprised when we
arrived at the derelict farmhouse just outside the
village and Matt said quietly,

"Shall we go inside?"

I nodded agreement and a few minutes later I had my
best friend's cock grasped in my hand and I was
working it up and down in a sensuous manner. As I
rolled the loose skin backwards and forwards on and
off his sensitive head, Matt groaned and said,

"Oh yeah!! Nobody wanks me like you do!! You know just
how to give me maximum pleasure!!"

I varied the speed of my masturbation of Matt's dick
but knew from experience that he would soon lose
control and be ready to shoot a load of creamy spunk
wastefully all over the stone floor in front of us. I
did not even need to be told when this would happen as
I could tell by his body movements and breathing that
the moment was fast approaching and tried to vary my
speed so that I made it last as long as possible. With
a load groan, Matt's cock spewed forth his creamy seed
and ropes of jizz splattered onto the floor and I
watched as the copious load finally stopped spraying.
As always, Matt was grateful for my help in bringing
him off, but equally it was typical of him that he did
not enquire about my needs or offer to return the
favour. I had some time before this realised that Matt
was a user but he was my best friend and I loved him
like a brother and decided that hard though my prick
was I would save my cum for someone who would
appreciate it, Matt's brother, Phil!! As I made my
decision, I wondered if Matt had the same cavalier
attitude with Mandy and ever thought about satisfying
her needs along with his own. I wanted to say
something but knew that my best friend would be upset
if I did and decided Matt would have to learn the hard
way. I did briefly extract my prick from my trousers
and gave it a few half-hearted tugs but Matt was too
busy getting his clothes straight to notice and merely
nodded when I said that I was obviously not in the
mood to shoot a load.

We drove back in comparative silence each of us
preparing to tell our parents our news. At my house we
decided that Matt should go on alone to face the music
from his parents and that I should be left to tell
mine the good news. I reminded my best friend that the
following day I would be sailing and probably would
not see him, so we agreed to speak by phone later in
the day. As he left, Matt gave me another warning
about the lad whose boat we would be sailing and he
repeated it again when we talked on the telephone that
evening. On both occasions I muttered reassurances
that all would be well and that Phil and I would look
after each other. I also learned that, as predicted,
Matt's parents were insistent that he should re^×take
his exams, but on the brighter side, Mandy who had
expected to be away for two weeks was returning early
so that she would be home for her exam results the
following Thursday. I said that I was pleased to hear
this and we said our `goodbyes'.

The next morning was bright and sunny but with a fair
breeze, ideal for sailing in the estuary. I had got up
early and had dressed suitably for sailing, putting on
a sweatshirt and jeans and was ready some time before
I needed to leave. I was excited, wondering if what
Matt had said about Jim Atkins was true and, if so,
whether he and Phil had ever got it together. I had
not had the chance to talk to Phil about it on our own
and did not know how to bring the matter up without
sounding too obvious. I wondered if there would be a
chance of doing so as we walked down to the Marina to
join the yacht. In the end we didn't because we had to
rush because Phil was late. However, I got a partial
answer when I saw that my best friend's brother was
dressed in a very sexy looking outfit so that even if
he hadn't had the chance to play around with Jim he
sure was hoping to do so today!! We had to hurry to
catch the tide because if we did it would mean that we
would not have to haul the boat some distance from the
shore to get her to float, but could sail straight out
into the estuary. As we got to the Marina, I could see
a little queue forming to get out before the tide
turned and the water level fell. We rushed along the
quayside until Phil pointed and said,

"There he is, standing on the deck of that boat
there!!"

I looked over and saw at once a figure on the deck
preparing to sail. Jim saw Phil and waved and I got my
first look at him. Jim was the same age as Phil and
about two years younger than I was and he was wearing
the tightest pair of jeans I have ever seen and they
showed off to perfection a beautiful bubble arse and a
satisfactory bulge at the front. He was also wearing a
tight-fitting T-shirt that showed off his chest
muscles to perfection. We hurried over to the boat and
got on board, Phil introduced me to Jim and it was
clear that they both knew each other quite well. Jim
understood that I was of limited use in preparing to
set off but that I had a lot of experience and could
do some jobs, Phil was a novice at sailing and
although willing proved to be more of a handicap than
a help. Nevertheless, with some considerable effort we
managed to get everything ready and just managed to
get out into the estuary before time ran out. Jim's
boat was slightly larger than mine but it handled
beautifully and we spend a pleasant time just
manoeuvring around the estuary as each of us took
turns on the tiller and Jim, with some assistance from
Phil, raised and lowered the sails. The sun was
pleasantly warm and after about an hour it was hot
enough for tops to be discarded and I got an ever
better view of Jim's muscular body.

I had been steering for a while when Jim came up
alongside me and said,

"Do you mind if I take over. I thought we might find
somewhere quiet to have lunch."

"Lunch?" I asked puzzled, "I didn't bring anything
with me."

Phil laughed when he heard me say this and then said,

"I shouldn't worry about that, I'm sure Jim has enough
for everyone!!"

Jim also laughed and took over the steering, turning
the yacht towards the shore. I had sailed this route
many times and had no idea where we were going. As far
as I knew the shoreline was unbroken but Jim knew
differently and, to my surprise, he skilfully brought
us around a rocky outcrop and into a quiet sheltered
cove with a small inlet into an anchorage under a
rocky canopy. Bringing the yacht alongside the shelf
of sandstone, Jim handed the stay rope to Phil who
jumped ashore and secured it under some stones. I
looked in astonishment at the caves and Jim said,

"Welcome to my secret hideaway! I only bring special
friends here!"

I noted the emphasis my new friend placed on the word
special and any doubts that we were here for sex were
eradicated. Even more so were they as Jim helped me
out of the yacht and brushed his hand firmly and
deliberately against my crotch, making my cock twitch
and start to harden. Phil was standing watching this
and I noticed that his dick was getting hard inside
his jeans as well. Jim was very much in charge of
proceedings and said,

"I think it's warm enough to remove all our clothes,
don't you? Shall I be the one to start?"

Jim reached across and deftly unzipped my jeans and
Phil helped him lower them down to me ankles and then
they waited while I slipped off my deck shoes before
removing them completely. As soon as I was free of
footwear, Jim placed his hands on my crotch and
massaged my now rock hard dick through the material of
my underwear and then, in a single movement pulled the
boxers forward and down leaving me naked with a hard
on bobbing gently in front of me. Jim took hold of my
cock and gently massaged it between his fingers and
then said,

"You look as good as Phil!! I can't wait to have you
inside me!!"

The remark answered my question as to whether Phil and
Jim had been with each other and, although I loved sex
with Phil, but I was the first to admit that I did not
expect him to be faithful to me. Furthermore I had
realised that he must have had some fun elsewhere
because of the way he had so readily and eagerly
sucked me off the first time we had been together.
After I had been stripped naked, it was Phil's turn
next and soon he was as naked as I was and out two
pricks were on full display but Jim was still fully
clothed. With a brief nod towards each other, Phil and
I moved towards Jim who stood motionless as we two
horny teenagers removed his clothing and exposed a
third rampant dick. Jim's cock was short and fat and
the head poked a long way through the opening of his
foreskin. I reached over and gently eased the skin
right off the glans so that the sensitive head was
fully exposed. Phil moved closer and put out his
tongue and began to lick and tease the now
fully-exposed piss slit and cock head, so I explored
Jim's perfectly rounded arse cheeks with one hand and
fondled his chest and nipples with the other. As I did
so, Jim caressed my shaft and balls and my slit began
to ooze with pre-cum, which my new friend spread
evenly over my pink, velvety glans. Jim moaned as Phil
and I worked on him but then forced us to stop working
on him for a moment as he said to me,

"While Phil is sucking my cock, will you finger fuck
my hole and make it ready to receive your beautiful
dick?"

I needed no second invitation and waited while Phil's
mouth started its rhythmic suctioning up and down the
length of his friend's cock before I collected some of
my pre-cum and began to work my finger into the
entrance of Jim's love channel. In next to no time I
had managed to insert two fingers inside the
teenager's hole and there appeared to be ample room
for more to follow. I continued to squeeze and tease
Jim's nipples and explore his surprisingly muscular
chest with my other hand as the teenager moaned with
pleasure and then again stopped the action. Looking
straight at me, the horny teen said,

"OK, I think I'm ready, now!! Let's get organised!
I'll kneel down on the towels and suck Phil's lovely
dick, while you fuck me with your equally beautiful,
long cock. I've always wanted to be done at each end
and today my wish will be granted!!"

Without a further word, Jim knelt down and guided
Phil's rampant prick towards his lips, licking his
piss slit with his tongue and slurping the velvety cut
head into his mouth. I moved behind Jim and lined up
my own dick so that it would glide past his perfectly
rounded cheeks and on into the well greased and
waiting hole. I felt the slick hole open as the head
of my cock reached the entrance to Jim's love channel
and I entered him slowly until about half my shaft was
embedded inside him. I caught Phil's eye and he was
already looking ecstatic as Jim's greedy mouth worked
up and down my friend's shaft to the balls that
slapped against the teenager's chin every time he
swallowed the complete length down his throat.
Inspired by the pleasure Jim was giving to my lover, I
pushed deeper inside the sucking teen until I could go
no further and then I waited a moment before slowly
withdrawing until just the head remained lodged
inside. This was my first ever fuck but I
instinctively knew what to do and what I was doing
seemed to meet with Jim's approval judging by the
muffled sounds that came from his sucking mouth. As I
got into a regular rhythm of pushing in and out of the
younger teen's hole I reached underneath with both
hands and took Jim's cock in one and began to wank it
in time to my thrusts and played with his erect
nipples as I did so. Soon we had reached a perfectly
coordinated method of working so that Jim's sucking
and my fucking and wanking motions were all working
together in unison. I was gasping for breath and so
was Phil who appeared to be on the brink of firing his
delicious teen cream into Jim's waiting throat. Phil
screwed up his face as he attempted to delay the
inevitable but I saw him relax as the orgasmic wave
overwhelmed him and I knew that in a matter of seconds
Jim would be swallowing his reward. Matt moaned with
pleasure as he released the tension and his jizz
ejaculated into the waiting mouth. The thought and
sight of my lover cumming brought me to the edge and
I, too, failed to delay the inevitable and my prick
shuddered and twitched as my ball cream raced to my
piss slit and spayed its warm stickiness all over the
inside of Jim's love channel. No doubt delighted by
the two loads that he had received from his horny
friends, I felt Jim's cock expand and, as I wanked it
harder, spunk flew out of the angry cock head and
splattered onto the towel that was underneath the
kneeling teen. I caught some of the ball juice on my
wanking hand and produced it to offer first to Phil,
then to Jim and finally tasted the spunk for myself.

Happy, contented and satisfied, the three of us
sprawled down onto the towel as we fought to recover
from our exertions and dozed quietly for a few minutes
until our senses had returned to normal. As I opened
my eyes I saw a movement in the corner of the cave and
wondered what it might be. I did not have to wait
long. A voice from the darkness said,

"That was one really hot show you guys just put on.
I'm sorry I only arrived just as you were finishing,
but hopefully you have enough juice in your tanks to
go again before you leave."

All three of us were now sitting bolt upright and the
stranger approached us. He was naked and swinging in
front of him was a beautiful, long, thin, uncut cock.
I had not recognised the voice, possibly because of
the echo in the cavern but I immediately recognised
the face. Our unknown voyeur was none other that Bobby
Bliss. Although I did not share his interest or
qualities of achievement in athletics, there was
obviously one interest that we shared in common!

TO BE CONTINUED ..???

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