Date: Fri, 12 Nov 2004 15:01:57 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Look No Hands - Part 4

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
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Always indulge in safe sex.

LOOK, NO HANDS!!

Chapter 4

I knew that Matt would have been angry and probably
ended our friendship if he had discovered the truth
about what had really happened on the sailing trip.
The next day I called round at his house and
discovered that my best and oldest friend was already
in a foul mood and, after I suggested we take a walk
around the district, Matt told me why,

"I know I passed my driving test, but you and Phil are
both academic and have great exam results, I'm getting
it in the neck because I haven't done so well. My
parents want me to repeat the exams, but I know I
won't do any better next time round either! I'm just
not cut out for that sort of thing!!"

By some accident of fate or subconscious action I
steered us towards the headland and the road on which
Bobby lived and as we walked, I replied to my friend's
remarks,

"I think you are right about not taking the exams
again, but maybe what you need to do is come up with a
convincing alternative. Play to your strengths rather
than emphasise your weaknesses. Let's face it, you're
strong, healthy and athletic, why don't you look into
using those advantages. I may have it over you in
terms of doing well in school work but you are far
stronger than I could ever hope to be."

Matt shrugged off my compliment and said morosely,

"OK, but so what? I can't think of anything I could do
that would use those so-called advantages to help me
convince my parents that I'm not the waste of space
they think I am."

I responded to my friend's last remark more sharply
than I intended,

"I know they don't think like that, they were just
temporarily disappointed for you as much as for
themselves, but they'll get over it. I think you'll
never get on if you go on being stupid about it."

Matt flushed and said angrily,

"Yeah, that's just it, I'm stupid, even you, my oldest
friend and best mate think it. I've had enough! I'm
heading back. I'd rather be alone!!"

I tried to stop him, but Matt was angry and determined
and he walked off ignoring my shouted requests for him
to come back. I was faced with the dilemma of deciding
whether to go on with my walk or go after my friend.
In the end I decided it was best to leave him to calm
down and continue with my walk, which might give me
the chance to think about some positive suggestions as
to a way forward.

By now I was at the end of the road and entering the
coastal path that ran along the headland for several
miles. It was a favoured route for ramblers, but on
this particular day it was all but deserted. It
suddenly occurred to me that I had an ideal
opportunity to do some exploratory work and try to
find the path that led to the concealed entrance to
the cave complex. My quest proved rather more
difficult than I had anticipated.

It was relatively easy to pinpoint the area of the
headland that was directly above the inlet that led
into the cave from the sea, but there was no
immediately apparent entrance at my high level. It
struck me that there were two options. The first and
most unlikely was that the opening was concealed below
the level of the top of the cliff and was entered from
a ledge that could be accessed from above. I checked
this theory out but drew a blank. The alternative
suggestion was that entry was gained from further
inland. I strayed off the pathway into the scrubland,
but could see no obvious path, so I was forced to
widen my area of search and look further afield. I
first tried looking in the direction that led further
along the headland, but the ground was fairly flat
with no places that would conceal and entrance. Then I
remembered that Bobby had told us the previous day
that he had hoped to get to the cave before we had
arrived. This suggested that the entrance was nearer
his house than I was currently looking. I retraced my
steps and walked slowly towards the end of the cliff
path, but speeded up when I saw some walkers coming
towards me so as to avoid arousing suspicion.

As things turned out, these ramblers did me a favour.
The path where we met was narrow and I left them to
it, walking a few yards away from the worn area and
out onto the scrubland. It was then that I saw
something that I had never given much thought to
before. About ten yards away from me, there was what
appeared to be a large hole in the ground, covered by
a large bramble bush. However, when I got closer I saw
that there was a small gap between the bush and the
dark back wall of the hole. I waited until the
rambling group had moved some distance away and then
went over to investigate further. My initial
observation was correct, there was a small space,
which was possible to squeeze through. Avoiding the
sharp thorns of the bush, I did just that. To an
untrained eye what lay behind was a sheer wall, but I
noticed a gap between the ground and the bottom of the
rock face. I bent down to investigate and saw
immediately that it was possible to slide under the
wall and get inside. Checking that nobody was about or
watching what I was doing I knelt down and crawled
inside. Once there, a large area opened above me and I
was easily able to stand up and survey the scene. As
my eyes became accustomed to the dark, I also saw that
there was a gently sloping pathway that led down
through the rocks. Treading cautiously and staying
close to the wall, I made my way cautiously along the
path and down to the back entrance of the cave, which
was lit by the reflected light that streamed in from
the inlet.

Although at this point I expected to be meeting my
horny friends the following day, I could not resist
the urge to sit in the cavern and have a wank. I
settled down in a comfortable spot, undid my tight
jeans and pulled them and my underwear down to my
ankles and began to caress the shaft of my cock as it
gradually grew to hardness. The memories from the
previous day aided my task and, within minutes, I was
rock hard and ready to bring myself off. I slicked up
my hands with spit and began what I hoped would be a
leisurely masturbation. I had just got into my stride
when I was disturbed by the sound of an outboard
engine cutting out. The noise had come from fairly
close by and so I moved as quickly as I could given
that my jeans and underwear were at my ankle to
conceal myself in the same place that Bobby had hidden
the day before.

I was just in time, because as I reached my sanctuary
I saw the shadow of a small boat enter the inlet and
head towards the sea edge of the cave. From my vantage
point I got a clear view of the sailor in the incoming
boat, but even though I had never met him, I did
recognise him. The new arrival was the owner of the
largest employer in the town and I had seen his face
often in the local newspaper and his name was David
Grainger. David was a tall, dark-haired, handsome man
who looked pretty good for someone of his age, which I
put at about forty. He was dressed casually for
sailing and was wearing a small yachting cap, a
T-shirt and loose-fitting jeans. I was puzzled as to
why someone like David Grainger would not just know
about the inlet and its cave, but actually make use of
it and for what purpose. Initially, I assumed that the
weather had turned bad and that he had accidentally
stumbled on the inlet while looking for some shelter.

Concerned not to be seen, I had hastily pulled up my
underwear and jeans and moved further back behind my
protective pile of rocks where I found a convenient
place to watch from without being seen. I did not want
to try to make my escape because I did not believe I
could get away undetected, although I was not sure
what I was running away from. As I watched, however,
things became clearer.

As I sat there observing the scene, David Grainger
moved back to his boat and leaned in over the side and
said quietly,

"It's OK, you can come ashore, there's nobody about.
This place is deserted!"

A moment later a shock of blond hair appeared from
below the level of the rock and slowly a teenager
pulled himself up onto dry land. Even from a distance
he looked amazing. He was tall with well-defined
features on his face, piercing blue eyes and a perfect
body most of which was unclothed. His skin was as fair
as the rest of him and covered in light golden brown,
thin body hair and his only covering was a very tight
pair of swimming trunks that showed off his curving
arse cheeks and bulging cock and balls to perfection.
I did not know who this vision was but my prick was
ending out signals of increasing excitement. My
immediate reaction was that this must be the older
man's son and that they were out for a day of
relaxation and, as I had earlier surmised, called into
the cave because of adverse weather. Again, I was
wrong.

As soon as the youth was safely on dry land and
looking around him in wonder and the size of the cave
he was in, to my amazement, David Grainger walked up
close beside him and began to run his hands sensuously
over the teenager's exposed flesh. This was certainly
not the action of a father and son, or at least not in
my experience it wasn't. Nor was the next action that
occurred as the older man gently eased the tight
fitting swim wear off the youth's waist and lowered it
to the ground, leaving him completely naked. As the
teenager turned towards David, I got my first look at
his perfect body with the rock hard, uncut cock
sticking proudly out in front of it and surrounded by
a beautiful mound of natural blond pubic hair. The
older man smiled at his young partner and said,

"Simon, I can never tire of that beautiful sight!"

Without even removing any of his own clothes, David
knelt down and took the skin covered tip of Simon's
dick between his lips and slowly eased the foreskin
back to expose the pink gland beneath and I heard the
teenager give out an audible and delightful sigh of
pleasure as more of the engorged penis was swallowed
into the older man's mouth. It was clear that this was
not the first time that this had happened because
Simon began to control events and determined the
amount of his shaft that was allowed to enter David's
mouth and throat as well as the speed of that
invasion. The older man kept his head still as the
teenager face fucked him, but David used his hands to
explore the shape of Simon's arse cheeks before
entering his tight hole with first one, then several
more, fingers. The teenager squirmed as he felt the
invasion of his love channel but maintained a steady
rhythm as he drove his dick in and out of the older
man's throat. I was finding the scene exciting and was
undecided whether to make my presence known and a
little unsure what sort of reception I would receive
if I did. Once again my jeans and underwear were at my
ankles and my prick was hard with the piss slit oozing
pre-cum and demanding attention.

At the other end of the cave, Simon suddenly paused
and I thought that he was about to empty his ball
juice into David's waiting throat, but instead he
removed the cock from the mouth, the glans now fully
exposed and the piss slit flared and ready and slapped
it against the side of his older partner's face. David
took note of the signal, removed his fingers from the
teenager's well-prepared arse and stood up. Simon
reached over and unzipped the older man's jeans and
they fell easily to the floor and he stepped out of
them. As he was helped by his partner to take off his
T-shirt, I now realised that David was wearing no
underwear and he was not surprisingly displaying a
large hard cock. Like his partner, David was uncut but
the head was completely exposed and the skin bunched
tightly under the rim of his helmet. The blond haired
teenager smiled lovingly first at his partner and then
at the erect cock that bobbed expectantly from David's
groin. Without further ado, Simon was on his knees and
slurping the older man's cock into his mouth as David
rested a steadying hand on the top of his head and
eased himself further into the waiting throat. This
activity continued for several moments before the
older man said something that I did not hear and the
horny teenager stood up and he and the older man
rearranged themselves so that David was now sitting on
the floor of the cave with Simon kneeling astride his
body.

Once they were comfortable, the teenager guided his
rampant cock back towards his older partner's
welcoming lips. As Simon's dick entered his mouth,
David resumed probing the horny youth's love channel
with his fingers, causing him to moan with pleasure.
More and more of the blond teen's prick disappeared
into the older man's throat and soon Simon was leaning
forward with most of his body suspended over David's
head and beyond. The older partner thrust his mouth up
and down the shaft, licking and sucking it with
obvious pleasure. The scene was really turning me on
and my hand was working up and down the shaft of my
rock hard dick in time with the sucking action on
Simon's cock.

Just when I thought that the teenager was about to
unload his ball juice into his partner's throat,
things changed again. As if some secret and silent
signal had been given, Simon withdrew his cock from
David's mouth, slid back down his body and impaled
himself of his partner's rampant dick in one swift
movement.

For what seemed like several minutes, the horny
teenager rode up and down his older partner's cock,
engulfing the whole length and then pulling off until
only the head was still inside him. As Simon was being
ridden, every time it came within range, David leaned
forward and took the exposed glans of the teenager's
dick between his lips. Suddenly, the teenager lifted
himself completely off the older man's prick and
thrust forward so that it went straight into his
throat. I could tell from the swallowing movements of
David's throat that he was receiving a load of Simon's
ball juice. By way of confirmation, the blond youth
was groaning as he emptied his spunk into the waiting
mouth,

"Oh .. yes!!! .. oh .. yes!! .. oh .. yes!!!!"

By now, my own balls were churning and I knew that I
would soon be spilling my cum all over the cave floor,
as I wanked my rock hard shaft with increasing
fervour. I'm not sure why but I was worried that I
might reveal my presence when I reached my climax so I
stifled any temptation to make a noise when the time
came. On reflection it would not have mattered for two
reasons. First, the other two people that I was
observing were engaged in activity that would hardly
put them in a position to say anything and they might
have even enjoyed a third party getting involved. The
second reason occurred to me at the time, which was
that Simon and David were so deeply involved with what
they were doing they would hardly have noticed another
noise.

As soon as the torrent of jizz had dried to a trickle
and even that had been licked clean by his older
partner, Simon lay back and allowed his legs to be
held in the air as David entered the welcoming arse
hole with his still hard love pole. The cock went deep
inside the teenager's arse and, for a moment, all was
still but then the older man started to pump in and
out with increasing speed. Simon writhed in ecstasy
each time David's dick teased his prostate and I
noticed that, despite his recent climax, the
teenager's cock was once again soon rock hard. Sweat
was pouring from the older man and dripping down onto
his youthful partner's body to mingle with the
teenager's sweat. David was grunting and straining as
he worked on and out of Simon's arse. Just as I
thought the end was approaching, the horny blond moved
again and turned so that he was on all fours and David
entered him from behind, doggy fashion.

I was amazed at the older man's stamina and staying
power. He slid his cock in and out of the willing
teenager's hole, slapping his stomach against the
young blond youth's firm cheeks each time he was fully
inside. Sometimes as he prepared to re-enter Simon,
David gave his horny partner a playful tap on the arse
before he did so. The air was filled with the sound of
slapping and tapping as the rhythm of the fuck
intensified.

Meanwhile, my own orgasm was upon me and I released my
hold on my prick shaft and watched as it stayed still
for a moment before firing several ropes of pearly
white spunk out of my piss slit and onto the floor of
the cave that was giving me such a good hiding place.
My personal climax only distracted me momentarily from
the scene a few feet away from me on the other side of
the cave complex. It was clear that David was finally
about to unleash his spunk deep in Simon's bowels and,
after one final withdrawal and re-entry, the older man
slumped forward and leaned heavily against his
youthful partner. The guttural grunting noise that
filled the air told me that David was filling his
teenage partner's tight hole with his sticky cum. I
could see that Simon was clenching his arse muscles as
he sought to intensify the pleasure for himself and
David. I also noticed that, despite the fact that he
had already shot one load down his partner's throat,
the randy teenager's cock fired a second copious
amount of teen cream onto the ground beneath him just
before his partner's spend cock was withdrawn with a
plop from his anal passage.

Not surprisingly, the exhausted David slumped to the
floor and lay there for several moments in order to
recover, but with a satisfied smile on his face. Simon
lay down close by equally worn out by his exertions,
but, like his older partner, grinning broadly. I
looked at my watch and realised that I had been down
in the caves far longer that I had intended but aware
that to move would be to reveal my hiding place, so I
was forced to wait a little longer. Despite his desire
to rest, David also looked at his watch and whispered
quietly,

"That, Simon, was as amazing as it always is with
you!! Thanks, I've had a wonderful time, but I'm
afraid, we'll have to be getting back."

Simon nodded and responded,

"It was awesome!! Thank you, David!! Let's get dressed
if we have to go, but tell me when we can next spend
some time together, please!!"

The older man eased himself over to the pile of
clothes and began to put them on and as he did so
answered his young friend's question,

"Later in the week, I hope, I'll call you on your
mobile."

The blond teenager was slowly pulling his swimming
trunks back on and nodded at the older man's reply.

Moments later, the pair were back in the boat and
David was slowly manoeuvring back into the small inlet
in preparation for the return  journey. As soon as it
was safe, I pulled up my jeans and underwear and
emerged from my hiding place and climbed quickly back
up the path to the cliff top. I must have made a wrong
turn because I emerged in a different place from the
hole I had entered by. This was a much better and
safer way in and out than the previous one. I emerged
under the canopy of a very large tree, which gave
considerable protection to the hidden entry point. If
seen, anyone emerging from under the tree could have
been just using it to shelter from the weather or as a
convenient place to have a piss. Furthermore, it was
much closer to the road where Bobby Bliss lived than
the entrance I had used earlier and so now I knew how
he had hoped to get down to the cave before we sailed
in.

I was a bit late for lunch and was welcomed by the
news that Matt had telephoned to apologise and to
invite me over for the afternoon. I was pleased that
we had made up and told my mum that I would go over
there. However, when I did go out after lunch, I was
pre-occupied by another matter. I knew the identity of
the older man but I had no idea who his blond partner
was, other than that his first name was Simon. I would
not rest until I knew more and hoped that one of my
fellow sex partners might throw some light on his
identity and how we might be able to engineer a proper
meeting with both him and David Grainger.

I hope you enjoyed this story. If you did or if you
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