Date: Sat, 21 Mar 2020 00:25:16 +0000
From: Isuccum <Isuccum@protonmail.ch>
Subject: Started at the Bus stop 2

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Started at the Bus Stop
Chapter 2

After declining Juliet's offer, William began to explain. "The bit I read
was about this guy who was a slave to another guy, and it seems he had to
do whatever the other guy wanted including getting fucked up the arse. As I
read that, I also had to adjust myself to get more comfortable. What I'm
hoping is that you might be a bit like me and want to do stuff with another
guy rather than with a girl. Okay, now you know why I haven't spread what I
discovered last Saturday around school."

"Are you saying you're gay, and want to have a sexual relationship with
me?" Percy asked.

"I don't know ... yes! ... no ... Damn it! I'm so confused about it all."

"So why do you call me Cock Pit if you want to get off with me?" Percy
asked.

"Because I wasn't sure that I remembered your surname right, and I wanted
you to stop so I could talk to you. It was only when you spoke to me that I
thought I remembered it. And even though I still wasn't completely sure, I
used what I thought was right. I'm really sorry and I'm ashamed I've had to
admit to being as thoughtless, too. I should've been better towards you all
the time."

"I'm going to have to think about this a bit. It's a lot that I'm even in
your home. You guys are always so horrible, some even when they want
help. Now to also get down and dirty with you? Well, I'm not sure that's
what I want, or even what I'm like. You're going to have to give me some
time. What, exactly, were you thinking of us doing together, anyway?"

"I'm not sure. I don't think we want to go as far as a fuck, but I think
I'd like us to sixty nine and give hand jobs. At least that's what my
fantasies have been like so far," William said.

Percy stayed silent and looked at William, trying to determine whether
William was really being serious or was trying to trick him into admitting
something that could be used as ammunition against him.

"I would have liked to have had an answer straight away, but I can
understand why you need to think about it. Take your time, but try and make
it sooner rather than later, please," William said.

Percy still didn't say anything and after a bit more silence William
continued, "Will you show me that story site? Please." The pleading tone in
his voice must have worked through Percy's subconscious, and he relented.

"I can't actually remember which one I was on. I'll give you one that is
huge and has a lot of good stories as well as a lot of badly written
ones. And I'll give you another that is not as big but is owned by this guy
who writes tremendous stories. There are some good guest authors posting
stories on the site as well. Tell me on Monday which one you've read the
most from over the weekend," Percy said. He sat down and opened two browser
windows. He typed in the URL for each site in a separate window and told
William that he would have to join the one to get access to all the other
stuff that was available on the site. "You might also have to lie about
your age, but then I'm guessing you won't be the last to do that and most
certainly are not the first. Some of the writers put links in their stories
to other sites which you might want to try out, too. Have you got parental
restrictions on this?"

"No, I needed a new one just before I turned sixteen and dad said that as I
was soon going to be of an age where I could legally consent to sex that
there was no point in blocking it. Only I'm not allowed to share anything
like that with Julie or Clive. Although Julie is sixteen now, so it
probably doesn't matter with her," William explained.

Clive walked into the room wearing just his boxers. "Clive, you know the
rules about what we can wear when we have guests here," William spoke
firmly but kindly.

"Yes, but Julie is just doing something and then she wants me to try them
on again, and Percy is a guy so it doesn't matter for him to see me like
this, does it?" Clive reasoned.

"But you know we've talked about rules and that no matter what, we need to
follow them," William said.

"Okay, I'll go back to Julie then," Clive said and stomped out the room.

"I know you've got rules, but I really didn't mind him coming in like
that. In fact he's kind of cute," Percy said.

"I know it's not really a problem when it's just another guy visiting, but
we have to set rules for Clive and make sure he follows them. He's a bit
challenged, and being that much younger than us we have to kind of be extra
parents to him. Also we have to try and be consistent all the time or it
upsets him in other ways," William told Percy.

"And he clearly doesn't mind being seen in his boxers by Julie," Percy
stated.

"We're all pretty liberal when it's just us here at home. Even dad
sometimes is only in his boxers or just a dressing gown," William told
Percy.  In some ways it was quite liberating for William to have someone
other than his immediate family to talk to about these things. William had
decided that Percy was probably the safest person he knew to share it all
with. He also wanted to prove his sincerity and felt that revealing things
to Percy that he wouldn't normally reveal to someone who he was not close
to might help Percy to believe him.

It worked a bit, because when Percy left it was with the agreement that
William would meet him on Monday morning and they would walk to school
together. They even went as far as exchanging mobile numbers, but Percy was
adamant that he would not give William a decision over the weekend. Maybe
not even for a week or more. William would have liked it to be sooner,
because he was already sporting a boner just thinking about the
possibilities. Fortunately the underwear he had on was holding his boner in
check, and his school trousers were baggy enough that it didn't show.

As soon as Percy left, William went downstairs to see how Juliet and Clive
were getting on. He found Clive sitting on a chair a bit behind Juliet with
a tent in his boxers and a hand gently keeping the tent pole up. Juliet was
sitting at the machine, running a part of Clive's new shorts through it.

"So what did he say?" Juliet asked.

"He wants to think about it. But we're going to walk to school together on
Monday which is something I doubt anyone else has ever done with him,"
William answered.

"You mean he's that alone? He's a good looker too. I can't believe that
there's no one who would even walk to school with him," Juliet said.

"No one wants to be seen with the Geek. Actually I think he's quite a nice
guy, and I'm going to be seen with him. I'm also going to try and stop the
others from being rude and horrible to him. You know he knows all of our
Christian names and birth dates, and we just call him Cock Pit. He had to
introduce himself to Clive, because I didn't know his first name until he
told Clive. I feel so bloody awful thinking about the way I've treated
him. He had every right to reject me and refuse to help me, and he put up
some good arguments for doing just that, but he ignored his own
arguments. Instead he came in to help me with my maths. And I'd even lied
to him about that to get him to come inside. I'm a right dick-head as far
as that's concerned. But at least I've realised it now, and I promised
Percy I'll change," William told his sister.

"Do you think he is gay? Or do I stand more of a chance with him? He seems
to be quite a nice guy," Juliet asked.

"I don't know. He knows those gay story site addresses and was able to tap
them into my laptop for me. I'm going now to see if I can find that story,"
William said.

"So you're both going to be sitting rubbing your boners through your
boxers. Maybe I should put extra layers there so that you won't run the
risk of wearing a hole through them," Juliet teased.

"I might not be wearing my boxers."

"You'd better close the door then, or one of us might just walk in," Juliet
said.

"Won't be anything you haven't seen before."

"Yeah, but I think I'd much rather see Percy's."

"At least then you'll know that I've got the best one," William countered.

"Oooh woo; someone's got a good opinion of himself."

"Well you've got to flaunt it when you've got it."

"And you're sure that Percy's isn't better? How?" Juliet asked.

"You can't improve on perfection," William said. He started to chuckle, and
Juliet joined him.

She turned in her chair and held up a pair of shorts to Clive. Clive's eyes
lit up and he stood up to take the shorts from Juliet to try on. His hard
cock was pushing his boxers out and there was a little wet patch where the
tip of his cock lay.

"You can't try them on with that thing sticking out like that," Juliet said
and pulled his boxers out to release Clive's cock and then guided the waist
band back to hold Clive's cock in an upright position. Julie managed to get
Clive's hard cock trapped behind the elastic waist band of his boxers
without actually touching Clive's cock.

William went back up to his room and stripped off before sitting down at
his desk and looking at the two sites Percy had shared with him. He was not
worried that either of his siblings would come in and find him not only
naked but hard and probably stroking as well. It wouldn't be the first time
for either of them to see him like that. Before he began to look at the
sites, he made a note of each of the addresses so that he could punch them
in again after clearing his search history. The first site he opened, he
discovered, was the one he would have to join to see all of it. He spent
several minutes looking at some of the stories he could access without
joining and had to agree with Percy that the owner's stories were very well
written. He went through the process of joining and decided from the start
that he would not lie about his age and just hope that he was not blocked
because of it. He reasoned that with being of an age where he could legally
consent to sex, it shouldn't be a problem for him to read about it. Besides
which, he was already seventeen and not that far off being old enough to
vote. He left his application to join running while he switched over to the
other tab and began to look at the second site Percy had shared with
him. He saw that this site was arranged in a very different way. While the
first site seemed to be more by the author with posts in chronological
order, the second site was organised more by the genre of each story. Also
the second site had a much broader scope of appeal with stories for most
types of sexual leaning.

William went first to the gay section and then finding that was broken down
in several sub-sections went to one listed as authoritarian. He began to
read one story that appealed to him by the title but gave up only a few
paragraphs into it when he found he was spending too much time trying to
work out what the writer was trying to say. The quality of writing was
extremely poor. The author's spellcheck had definitely not been used. He,
or she, also had not proofread their story, or was too poorly educated to
be able to pick up all the grammatical and punctuation errors that added to
the poor spelling. The sheer volume of errors destroyed the story, which he
thought might even have had a good line to it, but sadly he couldn't
tell. Once again he knew that Percy was right in what he had
said. Fortunately the next story was better, but he didn't like that the
characters were all adults. William spent a bit more time looking at
different sections of the site before he went back to the first site and
began to read a story about a school discipline program. By the time he got
through the first chapter of the owner's story he was hard and leaking. As
the disciplines continued, he got more and more excited. Without his
consciously thinking about it his left hand got wrapped around his cock
while his right hand controlled the laptop.

The more he read, the more he enjoyed it. He wished he could be a prefect
at a school that practiced this sort of disciplinary procedure. His mind
raced with possibilities. As one fourteen year old boy was being
disciplined, William put himself in the place of the prefect assisting and
knew that he wanted to suck that younger teen's cock and swallow his
cum. William's left hand was pushing his cock closer to an explosion,
spreading a steady stream of pre-cum over his cock head as his fingers
pulled his foreskin back and then pushed it forward again, slipping over
those extra sensitive nerve endings that made wanking so pleasurable. In a
sudden and unexpected switch, William's thought process moved to being the
one under discipline and having his cock wanked by another person and being
helpless to stop it. His cock tingled under his fingers as he lingered on
this aspect, but he didn't actually get closer to cumming. He went back to
being the one in charge, and within minutes the explosion came. His cum
sprayed out, hitting the underside of his chin and splattering onto his
chest before finally petering out with dribbles down his cock into his
pubes. He was leaning back into the chair at his desk as he shot his load
and he let his right hand fall to hang loosely at his side. His left hand
continued to hold his cock as it deflated, no longer stroking. He was just
comfortably holding his cock as he came down off the high.

Leaning over as little as possible he used his right hand to pull open the
middle drawer of his desk and pulled out his cum-rag. William was prepared,
if nothing else, and had cum rags in most of the places where he jerked off
regularly. He cleaned up and got back to reading the story he had
interrupted as he went over the edge. It didn't take long for his cock to
get hard again and his left hand to resume fondling it. As he moved on to
the next chapter, he knew that he would have to cum again before he stopped
his reading and let his hand begin a more determined action. He was in that
state when Clive came bouncing in to show off his new shorts that Juliet
had just finished. Moments later he was leaning over William's shoulder,
reading the story. William knew he shouldn't be letting Clive access the
story, but he felt it was not too bad, and he'd already had to pull Clive
up once since they had both arrived home. As Clive read, he slid his hand
down the front of his brother's torso. Clive not being as subtle as an
older person might be, William was totally aware that Clive's hand was
heading towards his cock, but he did nothing to stop it. They were not
strangers to some mutual fun, even at times also including Juliet. All
three were very comfortable with being naked in front of each other and on
some occasions in front of their father. Their father was more liberal than
most and felt that if they could see and learn from each other then there
was less chance of them getting into trouble by exploring and experimenting
with others whose parents might not be so open minded, or who might have
some form of STD.

Clive's fingers were soon combing through William's pubes. Clive had his
own fair share of pubes, but being only twelve, he didn't have nearly as
thick a bush as his brother. Clive found some pleasure in playing with
pubes and enjoyed combing them with his fingers, not minding if they were
his own, William's or Juliet's, although he liked William's the most. A
short while of pube combing and Clive let his hand wander down and cup
William's balls. He gently fondled them, rolling them around inside their
sack. Every so often he would lightly grip the loose scrotum and stretch it
out. After one of these stretches, he slid his hand up William's cock,
stroking it for the first time since he had entered the room. William gave
an involuntary shudder and sighed in contented pleasure. He had taught
Clive how to masturbate himself and it had progressed onto each of them
helping the other out sometimes. While they saw each other naked daily and
almost as regularly saw each other hard, they didn't give each other a hand
job or blow job that often. But Clive had learnt well and found from his
own wanks things that felt better than others. Now he was giving his
brother a very nice and sensual wank as they both read the story.

Juliet joined them in the room and leaned over both boys to read the story
as well. She saw what Clive was doing and knew that Clive would also be
hard. She put her arms around his waist and slid her hand down over his
bulge. Clive gave a groan but didn't miss a beat in the stroking he was
giving his brother. Juliet undid the fly on Clive's new shorts and then
pushed both them and his undies down together. She crouched down to hold
them while Clive stepped out of them. While she was down there her face was
at the level of Clive's bum, and she gave one of the cheeks a little kiss
before standing back up. Once more she wrapped her arms around her youngest
brother and put a hand over his hard cock. She found a place to start
reading and began to pump Clive's cock with a slow and steady rhythm. She
hadn't been reading long before she echoed William's thoughts and said she
would like to be a prefect at that school. Clive responded by saying he
would definitely like to have the prefects do that to him at school.

Juliet could feel Clive's orgasm building and she sped up her action on his
cock. The groans and whimpers that Clive had been giving while the wank was
going on increased in tempo and force, and then with a loud grunt he jerked
his hips forward, forcing his cock into Juliet's fist and shot his first
load out onto the back of William's chair. The second and third shots hit
almost the same spot and as they ran down the smooth wood that made the
backrest of the chair they merged together into one glutinous blob. His
last two shots missed the back of the chair, going through a gap in the
backrest, and hit William on his back. William felt it, but didn't care. He
knew he would go for a shower soon; he was sure he would be getting more
cum on his front as well.

William wasn't mistaken and pumped out almost as much cum under Clive's
ministrations as he had only half an hour earlier. It didn't come out with
as much force as the first time, however, so he was spared another layer of
cream on his chin. For the rest of the weekend, whenever their father was
not around or likely to disturb them, they could be found at William's
laptop reading a story that got them all worked up and ready for some
action. Both William and Clive had more orgasms that weekend than they had
enjoyed the rest of the previous week.


Author's Note

In this chapter and elsewhere in this story I refer to two story sites. One
is this one, the other is more than just a story site as it offers
opportunity to discuss the stories on the board amid other threads. You
might like to give this site a look and you can find it here:
http://www.storiesbygymnopedies.com/board