Date: Thu, 1 Nov 2012 05:28:34 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Jack the Whipper. Part Three.

        This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

  Part Three.

     Mother and I always dined early of an evening and I had just finished
my meal when Alice came in and announced that there were two young people
at the front door. I excused myself to mother and went out and ushered the
boys upstairs, each carrying a small bundle of clean clothes.

     `Have you been looking forward to this?' I asked them when we were in
the bathroom and started running the water into the bath.

     `Oh yes sir,' Richard exclaimed.

     `Not 'arf,' from Stephen, who did tend to drop his aitches.

     `Well get those clothes off and get into the water,' I said and waited
till they had stripped off and both got in before I turned the taps
off. `It's going to be a bit of a tight squeeze,' I said as I began to take
my clothes off, `but I think we'll manage.'

     I got in at the opposite end to the plug hole and got them to turn
round so that we were all facing the same way, this being the only way we
could all fit in there. I then had Richard in between my legs and Stephen
was in between Richard's.

     `So did you get round to sucking each other?' I asked as I washed
Richard's neck and back as he did the same for Stephen.

     `Yes! Twice each night since Sunday,' Richard exclaimed. `It was
great. Weren't it Stephen?' I winced at his English grammar.

     `Yeah, but we didn't fuck. We're saving it for tonight,' Stephen
said. `I told him that you've got a lovely bed.'

     `Okay. Stand up Richard,' I said after I'd finished with his neck,
face and chest. Then I washed his bum and thighs, stroking and caressing
those peach halves that I would shortly be sticking my dick in between,
getting an erection at the thought. `Turn round,' and I began washing his
cock and balls, though it was more stroking than washing, bringing him up
nice and hard. I rinsed the soap off and gave him a quick, well, several
sucks on the head of his erection.

     `Shift round so that I can do the same for Stephen,' I said, `and you
can wash your own feet. So I washed Stephen the same way, stroking his bum
before his erect cock and soft ball bag. He didn't go without me having a
suck on him either.

     While they washed their feet, I quickly washed myself until I was
clean and was pleased that the water was still fairly clean as opposed to
what it looked like on the Sunday. They had both sat on the edge of the
bath as they did their feet and watched me wash my own hard jutting out
erection as well as my balls. Boy, was it really throbbing now that the
bathing was coming to an end.

     `Okay, out now and get dried,' I said, which we did and I told them to
wrap a towel round their waists before we went along to my room, just in
case one of the maids came along. With this done, they picked up their
clothes and followed me into my bedroom where I then locked the door once
we were inside.

     `It's big,' Richard breathed out in awe as he looked at the bed.

     `Come and try it,' said Stephen as he dropped his towel and climbed on
and gave himself a bounce on it, his cock doing the same as his
body. Richard dropped his towel and got on and gave a bounce too.

     `Great, ain't it?' Stephen exclaimed.

     `Yeah,' replied Richard, still bouncing away and I watched to see both
cocks doing the same motions.

     `Move over,' I said. `We haven't got much time if we're all going to
have a good fucking session. So who's going to be first and have this?' I
asked as I held my erection upright, feeling it throb and pulsate in my
hand. It seemed that they had already spoken of this between them for
Stephen piped up with Richard nodding his head.

     `Fuck me first and then I can fuck Richard and then, if you like, he
can then do it to you. Then when we're up again, we switch round.' So
that's what we did.

     Stephen went up onto his knees as I shuffled round and got between his
open legs. I spat on my hand and rubbed the saliva over the head of my cock
and placed it at the entrance to his backside. Richard was watching with
wide eyes as he saw me push myself up into Stephen's arsehole.

     Stephen gasped at the stretching of his ring piece as the head went in
and I gave out a sigh at having the tightness of his arse completely
surrounding my cock as it smoothly slid in till I could go no further. With
the cheeks of his bum tight up to my thighs, I began to have the pleasure
of once again fucking this lovely lad beneath me.

     He was actually crooning as I moved behind him, holding his hips firm
as I fucked him. Then came the cry as I held his hips tight as I really
began to pull him back onto me as I shot my load and creamed his insides
with my seed.

     He gave out another cry as he felt me start to pull out of him, his
muscle striving to hold me there, but out I popped to his gasp and I got
off the bed to wash myself. I turned round in time to see that Richard had
now gone onto his knees and Stephen got behind him.

     `Is this your first time?' I asked Richard, seeing beads of sweat on
his forehead. He nodded, and drops fell onto the bed.

     `Well the secret is to make yourself relax otherwise the stretching
might hurt a little, but once it's inside, you'll enjoy the experience.'

     Stephen spat into his hand and rubbed his cock head and placed it
ready at Richard's rear end. I saw the lad flinch at the first touch and
told him to relax the muscle there but he didn't and gave out a cry as
Stephen pushed his cock up inside of him.

     `That fucking well hurt,' he exclaimed in a whoosh of breath that he'd
been holding, `but it feels nice now,' he said as Stephen began to fuck
him, his cock sliding back and forth.

     `Well you'd better relax properly when the Parson gets round to
putting his cock inside you,' he grunted, `for he's bigger than I am.'

     There was no more speaking as they fucked, just the both of them
giving out grunts at every inward thrust and sighs at the moving
back. Soon, Stephen was really humping himself into Richard and held him
tight as his body quivered as he came inside Richard.

     `I felt that!' Richard cried out at receiving the first burst of semen
and I know the joy he was getting at this moment. Wait until he has my seed
doing the same, I thought. He gave out a little cry as Stephen pulled out
of his arse and got off the bed to wash himself.

     Richard rolled over onto his back to let me get onto the bed and I
gave his erection that was lying up on his stomach, a stroke.

     `I'm looking forward to having this,' I said. `Get your breath back
first and get some spit to use as lubrication.'

     It didn't take him long to rise up and so I got onto my knees and had
him get behind me. I began to drool at the thought that this was to be his
first time in fucking another male up the arse as a hand came onto my hip
and felt the head of his cock touch my rear end. I was used to this and was
relaxed as he moved himself forward and I felt his cock expand my ring
piece and enter me. Both hands were on my hips now as his thighs came up to
my bum cheeks.

     `Wow!' he cried. `It's tight and I can feel the heat, and,' as he
moved himself inside me, `it's fucking great!'

     I was pleased for him as well as myself. This being his first time and
me for having a different cock up inside me. That he was smaller than me,
didn't make any difference. A hard cock was a hard cock, for it was doing
the same, soothing the canal as it moved back and forth inside.

     Too soon he was bucking and really banging away at my backside as he
started to come, and gripped my hips hard as he did so, sending his stream
up to coat the inside very nicely indeed. He drooped over my back panting
when he'd finished coming, beads of sweat dropping onto my lower back and I
gave out the same cry as he pulled out of me.

     `Now go and wash yourself,' I told him as I lay back and savoured the
past couple of minutes of having this tyro fuck me. It was then back onto
the bed and into my arms and didn't seem to mind that it was two males
kissing each other. He couldn't find the right words to say at how much he
had enjoyed the fucking of me and couldn't wait for Stephen to do the same.

     We lay there for over half an hour, stroking and fondling each other's
limp dicks until I showed them that using the mouth and sucking, would help
to raise it up quicker. But this they already knew from the past week of
sucking on each other since their bath night.

     What a tableaux it must have looked with Stephen flat on his back with
me lying on my side as I had his cock in my mouth as I sucked, and Richard
half on his front as he leaned over Stephen's legs and was sucking on
me. But it did the trick and it wasn't long before all three cocks were up
as hard as iron again.

     We moved about on the bed and as Richard knew that he was about to
have my cock shoved up his arse, was trembling somewhat as he went up onto
his knees for me to get behind him.

     `Make yourself relax,' Stephen told Richard, seeing him still
trembling. `It won't hurt as much then, but you'll enjoy having it I can
tell you.'

     I spat on my hand and rubbed the saliva over the head of my piece and
brought it up to the entrance of Richard's backside and felt him flinch at
this first touch.

     `Relax, relax,' I said softly to him as I kept the head there with my
body pressure as I stroked both the cheeks of his bum before caressing his
waist before taking hold of his hips and slowly eased myself forward. I
felt the resistance of his muscle but it couldn't stop me entering him,
into the heat of his insides and when the head finally went in, the rest of
my shaft followed. When my thighs came up tight to his bum he let out a big
gasp.

     `Wow,' he breathed out. `It's fucking big and I can feel it
throbbing.'

     `But do you like it?' I asked as I began moving myself back and forth
inside him.

     `Yes. It's fucking lovely,' he said in an almost crooning voice as I
kept moving in my shafting of him which turned into grunts as I really
began to pound myself up into him. My thighs were slapping the cheeks of
his arse as I reached my peak and started to come into him.

     `Yes...yes...yes,' he grunted. `I...can...feel...it.' Myself now
straining up against him as the last of my seed went up to its own
destruction inside him. It was still tight and I loved having him in this
fashion and made him cry out as I pulled myself back till I slipped out,
panting at the exertion I had put into the effort of fucking him.

     `That was great Parson,' he said as he rolled over onto his side as I
got off the bed to wash myself, his erection now lying hard up on his
stomach.

     `Well now you can fuck Stephen,' I said as I washed myself, watching
them get into position and see his cock disappear up into the backside of
the kneeling Stephen. I also got a vicarious thrill at seeing the two in
this fashion, seeing Stephen's cock bounce up and down, one that I would be
having inside me in a few minutes time. There were grunts and cries as
Richard came inside Stephen and the cry of dismay when the steaming cock
was pulled out of the fucked backside.

     `Now wash yourself properly,' I said to Richard as he got off the bed
for me to get on, Stephen smiling at me as I went onto my knees and he
shuffled round behind me. What pleasure it was to have this second cock of
the evening shoved up my backside to give me pleasure. Alas, a joy that
didn't last long as he was soon holding my hips tight as he tried to ram as
much of himself up into me as he came, coating my canal with his seed.

     But he was happy at having fucked me and gave me a smile again as he
got off and went and washed himself. It was a shame to see those two young
bodies being clothed once again and we were soon all dressed and I took
them downstairs and got my topcoat and cane before escorting two happy
fucked bunnies back to where they lived. Mr Dowling was there to let them
in and spoke to me.

     `I must thank you Parson for what you have given the boys,' and I had
to hide the smirk at this as he carried on, `letting them have a bath, for
I've never seen them so happy. Even their work has improved no end, so
thank you again.'

     With that, we said our goodnights and I went off back towards the
Parsonage. I was happy too at having had both of them and almost felt like
singing as I made my way through the darkened alleyways and was suddenly
brought up short once again by being accosted there. I nearly jumped out of
my skin again at the sudden appearance of this woman in front of me.

     `Would you like to fuck me dearie? Only cost yer a shilling,' she
said.

     `Whore!' I cried as I gave her a good thump on the head with my
cane. She gave out a cry and fell to the ground before me. `Harlot,' I
called her as I gave her a kick in the side, making her roll over onto her
front. This caused the lower part of her skirt to ride up so that I could
just see the lower parts of her bum cheeks. With the tip of my cane I was
able to flip the hem up to bare them completely and brought the cane down
sharply across them, making her cry out as it cut into her.

     Seeing the effect and mark that the cane had made, caused my prick to
rise up hard and have the sudden urge to fuck her. But she was making quite
a noise lying there and so I quickly pulled my handkerchief out of my
pocket and rammed it into her mouth before giving her another whack across
her arse.

     I quickly pulled my erection out of my trousers and bent down and
lifted her up onto her knees and dropped to me knees and rammed myself up
into her backside. She was as tight as the boys and gave out a series of
grunts as I fucked her there on the pavement.

     It wasn't long before I came inside her and was then again disgusted
with myself for fucking another woman in this fashion out in the street. I
pulled out and stood up and reached for my handkerchief to wipe myself but
realised that it was in her mouth and so quickly pulled it out and wiped my
cock with it. I then threw it down onto her bum and saw that it had landed
right by the entrance to her backside. I then poked it with my cane and
almost shoved it up inside her and then gave her another hefty whack across
her bum before quickly moving off after having put myself away.

     As before, as soon as I got home I went upstairs and carefully and
thoroughly washed my dick. Hoping again that I hadn't caught anything from
her and wondered what it would be like to fuck a woman in the right place,
by that I meant in a bed and not in the street. Well if I was to marry
Grace I would then find out, wouldn't I? It would please mother with me
getting married and I would then find out, but no way was I going to give
up the boys or Morgan. But then this wouldn't be a problem for mother and
father had slept in two different bedrooms but had still got together to
produce me so why shouldn't Grace and I do the same.

     She could have father's old room with me keeping mine. I could always
say that I needed the space and no distractions from my contemplating the
sermons that I would be giving out. So with this settled in my mind,
escorted Grace home again after our afternoon tea with mother and asked to
speak to her father alone.

     Here I asked him if he would give his permission for me to court his
daughter as I would wish to marry her if she would accept me. He was
delighted with this and readily gave his consent and also good luck in
winning her hand. A bit old fashioned I know, but that's how we had both
been brought up.

     On returning to the parlour I asked Grace if she would do me the
honour by walking out with me on the Saturday, to which she agreed and so
on that morning, we went walking. It was by chance that we wandered into
Middlesex Street where there were a few stalls out selling a little bit of
everything. It was on one such stall that I saw something that gave me an
idea and so after passing it by and stopping at another, I got Grace
interested at looking at some fine objects and quickly walked back to the
stall I wanted.

     What it was, was a small whip, lying coiled, and found that the man
selling at the stall wanted two shillings for it. I beat him down to one
shilling and three pence. The handle was about five inches

  long, bound in leather and the lash was about four foot long and coiled
up just right for me to place in my inside pocket. This was on the inside
of my coat that I always wore when I went out for the coat had two on the
inside where in one I carried my bible and this other one was ideal for the
whip.

     Quite excited with the purchase, I hurried back to where Grace was and
we carried on with our walk. It was with a chaste kiss on the cheek that I
left her at her house and went back to the High Street and found a
pawnbroker where I bought an engagement ring. Mother was delighted when I
told her that on the following Thursday afternoon, I was going to propose
marriage to Grace.

     That Sunday in church, it was the first time I'd ever got a hard on
when looking out at the congregation for Grace smiled at me and with the
thought of getting her to marry me and find out just what it was like to
fuck a woman, brought me up to a full erection. The same happened to me at
the evensong and nearly stuttered through my sermon and wished it over
quickly for I would then be having Stephen in the Parsonage for our bath,
which we now took together and then I would be able to release myself in
the tightness of his backside.

     I was glad of the vestment I wore for it hid the lump inside my
trousers as I stood at the door bidding everybody goodnight, which included
Grace who smiled at me again and I wondered if her father had said anything
about my wishing to propose to her. I couldn't wait to get into the vestry
where Stephen was putting away the hymn books and was surprised at suddenly
being pulled into my arms for me to give him one of the most passionate
kisses I had ever given him. I held him tight to me and I felt him get hard
for he most certainly could feel how hard I was and knew that he wanted me
as much as I wanted him.

     We quickly hurried over to the Parsonage where we went straight up to
the bathroom and quickly undressed as the bath filled up, both of us
sporting hard erections that bounced about as we got into the hot
water. Such was my need for release, I pulled him up onto my lap there in
the bath and stuck my cock straight up his backside.

     `Bloody hell!' he gasped as he came to a stop sitting on my
thighs. `You really need this John. I haven't felt you as hard as this
before,' and he began to croon as I bounced him on my lap before holding
him tight as I really began to try and force more of myself up inside
him. I gave out a groan as I started to shoot my load, feeling his muscle
flex itself round my shaft as the surges of my sperm went and coated his
anal passage.

     `Oooh...lovely,' he panted. `I can feel every shot,' and I felt him
clench his buttocks to squeeze me even tighter as I came to a stop, leaning
my head against his shoulder.

     `You're right Stephen. I did need this,' I got out in a hoarse voice,
making my cock twitch inside him to which he responded by squeezing me with
his inside muscle. He gave out a small cry when I lifted him up off me,
feeling my cock slide out of him and then washing it most diligently.

     `Can I fuck you now?' he asked, turning round on his knees, his own
erection bouncing about, ready to have me.

     `Of course Stephen. It's what we are here for and I do really need
this inside me,' I said as I gave his cock a stroke before getting up onto
my knees and turning round to hold the outer rim of the bath. With water
still dripping down off my back gave him the lubrication he needed to him
to hold my hips firmly and have his cock enter my back passage. I swear
that he was getting bigger for he really opened me up as he thrust himself
inside me, giving me that thrill of once again having a male organ back up
inside me.

     The bath water sloshed about to his movements as he slid his cock back
and forth inside me, giving me a lovely thrill at his reaming of the
passage that he soon creamed with his semen as he came inside me. It was
lovely and with him having come, his cock was moving much smoother now with
it being coated with his semen.

     I too gave out a cry at the loss of his tool as he pulled out of me
and we then both quickly washed ourselves and were soon out of the bath and
drying ourselves. With towels round our waists, we went along to my bedroom
where they were quickly pulled off for us to get onto the bed into a clinch
to kiss each other after having had each other once again.

     It didn't take long for us to both be aroused again for me to turn
round and take his now enlarged penis into my mouth to suck and chew and
have him do the same to me. We didn't hold back for we knew that we would
then still have time to fuck one another again after this oral seeing to
each other. His sperm still tasted lovely to me and had a fleeting
wondering thought if Grace would ever go down on me like this. But there
again, would I go down on her, her not having a cock to suck. I wouldn't
know if I could until we were married. As it happened, I didn't when I
finally did get to see what was there between her legs instead of a penis.

     I was amazed that we were able to fuck one another again having now
been able to come three times in just over an hour and a half, such was the
need that I had for sex. I again escorted him back to the workshop but
didn't encounter any loose women to be able to use the whip I'd bought.

     Morgan was as grateful as ever at being able to call me John in my
bedroom as we fucked and sucked each other that Wednesday night. I think,
that our coming together was the highlight of his week with us both sucking
and fucking each other.

     Mother was all of a dither come Thursday afternoon when Grace turned
up for tea and soon made an excuse to leave the room for me to propose to
Grace. I'm glad that she did for I don't think I could have gone down on
bended knee with her looking on as I asked Grace if she would do me the
honour of becoming my wife as I showed her the ring I had bought.

     `Yes John,' she breathed out, her eyes sparkling as she pulled me
forward and for the first time, got a good kiss on the lips. I then placed
the ring on her finger and we were now officially engaged. Mother oohed and
aahed over the ring when Grace showed it to her and said how happy she was
and delighted that Grace would become her daughter-in-law. When, was the
question. Not too long I hope? Now that I hadn't even given a thought to
and it was Grace who suggested within a couple of months. I stammered out
that it was fine by me, now starting to have second thoughts about getting
married.

     On escorting her home, I was invited in instead of our saying goodbye
on the step and we went into the parlour to be greeted by her father the
doctor. She flashed her left hand at him and gave him a kiss as he stood up
and he came over and shook my hand, giving us both his blessing. He even
poured out some sherry and gave us a toast that we would be happy in
married life.

     I went home with a spring in my step for today was Thursday and I
would be having both Stephen and Richard in my bedroom that evening. How
lovely it was to be the meat in a sandwich, my cock stuck up Stephen's
backside and Richard's cock up mine, him doing the moving and causing me to
fuck Stephen as he was fucking me.

     It was only after Stephen had fucked Richard and all washed and clean
did I tell them as we lay on the bed stroking each other, that I was now
betrothed to be married.

     `What!' cried Richard, sitting up from one side of me, his hand coming
onto my cock.

     `No!' exclaimed Stephen, sitting up too and also grabbing hold of my
cock. `We're going to lose having this?' giving it a rub, this action
making it start to rise up. I gave out a laugh at their concern.

     `Of course I'm not going to give up you two lovely fuckers. You two
are what keeps me going and in making me feel young again.'

     `Young again?' Stephen spluttered out as he laughed. `You're only a
few years older than me.'

     `You know what I mean,' I laughed as I pulled his head towards me and
gave him a kiss, then did the same to Richard, planting a big one on his
lips. `We will still be having our bath nights and, and what follows, like
what you are now both holding in your hands between you.' They both looked
down and saw that I was indeed fully erect now and they both smiled at me
and moved down the bed to vie with each other at nibbling the shaft and
taking it in turns to suck on the exposed head. Their grins grew even
bigger as I started to come, it shooting up in the air and they clashed
heads as they tried to catch it in their mouths, but getting most of it
smeared over their faces. They had fun licking it off each other, not
forgetting to lick me clean at the same time. I then went down on them in
turn, sucking and chewing on them till they erupted in my mouth for me to
taste and swallowing their seed.

     With them happy that we would still be having sex together, I took
them back to the workshop and bid them goodnight as I began my walk home,
but not in a direct route. Instead, I took to taking many a different dark
passage and found what I was looking for. A woman of the streets peddling
her body.

     `You look like a nice lonely gentleman,' she started, flashing me what
she took for a winsome smile. `Only a shilling for you to have some
pleasure.' She didn't see my fist hit her right under the chin, almost
knocking her out as she fell to the ground.

     `Whore! Harlot!' I cried as I kicked her in the ribs, making her roll
over to protect her body as I pulled out my new whip and used the end of my
cane to lift up her skirt, baring her backside to me.

     `This is what women like you need to keep you off the streets,' and I
brought the whip down smartly across her bare bum. Her body jumped and she
gave out a groan as I saw the mark the whip had made, a bright red mark
that had just started to bleed and gave her another, criss crossing her bum
with these cracks of the whip and she was whimpering as I pulled out my
erection and pulled her up onto her knees and shoved my cock up her arse.

     God, I was hard and rampant and I really heaved myself into her
backside, getting a squeal as I began to fuck her. Such was the power I
felt inside me that I didn't last long in the fucking of her, coming far
too soon, grunting as I pulled her hips back onto me as I shot my seed into
her.

     She gave out another low moan as I pulled myself out of her backside
and stood up, fumbling for my handkerchief and wiping the end of the whip
before my cock with it before throwing it down over the now bleeding cuts
to her bum.

     `Now stay off the streets you whore,' I spat at her, leaving her there
moaning in the gutter. I went home feeling somewhat pleased with myself for
chastising that scarlet woman in that fashion with my whip, and still felt
the same as I washed my prick when I reached my own bedroom.

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