Tim
& Nicky Series: Andrew and Finlay
By
Pink Panther
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Chapter Four
At
half past five, the boys gathered in Andrew's bedroom, where the older boy
outlined the plans for the following day.
"So what's Craig like?" Finlay asked.
"Quite
like me, really!" Andrew said smiling. "About the same height, similar build;
even his dick's about the same size as mine. The only differences you'll notice
are that he's got fair hair and blue eyes. He's really nice, too!"
"Cool!"
the younger boys chorused.
"So who'll go with you and who'll go with Craig?" Kane asked.
"We'll draw cards
for it," Andrew told him. "That's the fairest way."
"In
the afternoon," Finlay queried, "what
are me and Kane going to do?"
"Whatever
you want."
"Will
we be able to go to the woods?"
"I
don't see why not. I'll lend you the key. You'll just need to make sure you
don't lose it!"
"I
won't!"
Finlay said defiantly. "I'm not stupid, you know!"
Andrew
let it pass. With the younger boys sitting on either side of him, he outlined
Tristan's ideas for Friday afternoon. As he finished, he put his arm around
Kane's shoulder.
"You
don't have to do it," he said evenly, looking the boy right in the eye. "If you
don't want to, that's fine. If you do come along, it'll be up to you to decide
how far things go. Daddy won't even touch you if you don't want him to."
"So
how would it work?" Kane asked.
"Well,
to start with, we'd all play around, except that Daddy won't touch you. We
will, but he won't. At the end, when we pair off, you
can fuck Finn while Daddy fucks me."
"And
you promise he won't touch me?"
"Absolutely!"
"But
I'll get to watch him fucking you?"
"Sure!"
Kane
thought for a couple of seconds.
"Okay,"
he said, grinning mischievously. "I'm in!"
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Later
that evening, while his mum was making sure that the two younger boys were
safely in bed, Andrew took the opportunity to have a word with Tristan.
"I
spoke to Finn and Kane about Friday," he said quietly. "I said exactly what you
told me to say. Kane asked how it would work, so I told him. He wanted me to promise
that you wouldn't touch him, so I told him you wouldn't. Then he asked to me to
confirm that he'd be able to watch you fucking me, and I said he would. He
thought about it for a couple of seconds; then he said, `I'm in!'."
"Slightly
disappointing that he doesn't want me to touch him," Tristan responded, "but at
least I'll get to see him naked, romping around with you guys."
"I
got the feeling it's like a test, to see if you'll stick to what you've said."
"Hmmm,
I hadn't thought of that!" Tristan said, grinning. "I think that's exactly what
it is! He obviously trusts you and Finn. As yet, he's not quite sure about me.
Well done for spotting it!"
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Coming
downstairs from Finlay's bedroom, Alison was very happy. For the third night in
a row, she'd found her younger son and his friend already in bed, preparing to
go to sleep. Although Kane had a reputation as something of a ruffian, during
his stay, Alison had found him to be polite, obedient and clearly very bright.
He hadn't caused a moment's trouble. For once, she found herself agreeing with
Tristan; Kane was just the sort of friend that Finlay needed.
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The
following morning, when the boys came down to breakfast, Alison was on her way
out of the front door.
"It's
going to be a `guys only' day today!" Tristan announced, grinning, as his
wife's car disappeared along the drive.
"Does
that mean we can go around naked?" Finlay asked.
"You
can if you're in the house," Tristan told him. "But it's a beautiful day; I
thought you'd want to take Craig to the woods."
"Will
he have his bike?" Andrew asked.
"Yeah,
they're going to bring it. There's plenty of room in the back of the X5."
"Cool!"
"And
I'd rather you were out of the house this morning," Tristan said. "Brad and I
have things we need to discuss."
Andrew
knew that the discussions would be about The Lodge, the old house in the middle
of nowhere where he and Tristan went to meet other daddies and their sons. For
the past two years, Brad, who was a builder and property developer, had been
refurbishing it. Although he'd finished most of the ground floor and six of the
bedrooms, there was still work to do. But with Finlay and Kane present, Andrew
knew he mustn't say anything.
"Do
you know what time they'll be here?" he asked.
"Around
half past nine," Tristan told him. "It'll depend on the traffic."
With
forty minutes to kill, Andrew got out the cards and the boys sat down at the
table to play. They were engrossed in their game when Tristan appeared.
"They're
here!" he announced.
Cards
were instantly forgotten, the boys following Tristan out through the front
door, eager to meet their guests. A black SUV was approaching along the drive.
It came to a halt outside the house.
Finlay
and Kane watched with interest as a boy emerged from the front passenger seat.
Dressed like they were in shorts and a tee-shirt, he was fair-haired and
blue-eyed, just as Andrew had described him.
Finlay
thought the boy was very good-looking, but rather than being the same size as
Andrew, as they'd been told, he noted that the boy was a fraction taller than
his brother, and not quite as slim. It made him wonder if the lad's cock was
bigger too.
"Hi
Craig!" Andrew said, smiling. "Good to see you again! This is my brother
Finlay, and this is Kane. At school, they hang out, like all the time."
"Hi
guys!" Craig responded, casting his eye over the two younger boys. He sucked in
air. While Finlay was a smaller, skinnier version of his brother, the blond-haired
Kane was quite simply one of the most gorgeous boys he'd ever seen, the
mischievous expression on the lad's face suggesting that he was probably up for
just about anything.
`This
could be my lucky day!' Craig speculated.
Finlay
also noticed the driver, who had walked around from the other side of the
vehicle. Well over six feet tall and possibly a little older than his daddy, he
was powerfully built and looked to be in excellent shape.
"Hi,
Brad!" Andrew said, giving the man a welcoming smile.
In
response, Brad put his arm around the twelve-year old's shoulder.
"Good
to see you again!" he said quietly, drawing the lad into a gentle hug. "It's
been too long!"
Finlay
didn't quite know what to think. He knew that after lunch, Brad would have sex with
Andrew. `What will that be like?' he speculated. All he had to go on was that
his brother didn't seem in the least bit fazed by the prospect. On the
contrary, he seemed to be looking forward to it.
"Have
you brought your bike?" Andrew asked, turning to Craig.
"Yeah,
it's in the back. Where are we going?"
"Oh, we've got our own
place on the other side of the estate," Andrew said nonchalantly. "It'll take
us ten minutes to get there on our bikes, forty minutes if we walk it."
"Ahh!"
Craig acknowledged, grinning. "It was worth bringing it then!"
Walking
around to the rear, he retrieved it from the back of the SUV.
"Right!"
Tristan said, smiling. "If you boys are all set, we'll leave you to it. Don't
cause too much mayhem! You're to be back here no later than one o'clock,
preferably all still in one piece!"
"Yes,
Daddy!" Andrew said, returning the smile.
As
the adults disappeared into the house, Andrew, Kane and Finlay collected their
bikes from the garage. Moments later, the four boys were cycling along the
drive, looking forward to their morning's adventure.
After
riding around the perimeter of the estate, they reached the gate. As before,
Andrew unlocked it, allowing himself and his companions to pass through. Once
they were safely inside, he locked the gate before leading them along the track
to where they'd leave their bikes.
"This
place is well cool!" Craig commented, looking around.
"Yeah!"
Andrew agreed. "Occasionally, we use it for Paintball, Easter egg hunts and
that sort of things. In between, it's like our playground."
"So is it completely private?"
"Absolutely!"
Andrew assured him. "That's the only way in from outside," he added, pointing
towards the gate they'd just come through. "And it's completely fenced off from
the rest of the estate, so you can't get in here that way either."
"Wow!
That's pretty amazing!" Craig enthused. "So is this
it, then?"
"Not
quite," Andrew said, grinning. "We've got this special place we like to
go to. We'll show you. It's not far. But we can leave our bikes here. Nobody
can get to them."
He
led the way along the narrow path until they reached the fallen tree-trunk.
"This
place is perfect!" Craig said, his eyes widening.
"Yeah!"
Andrew agreed. "We like it! As long as it's warm and not raining, we can come here
and do what we want without any chance of Mummy seeing us."
"So
have you been here with any of the other boys?" Craig asked.
"Yeah!
Ryan and I have been here a few times. And since I've been able to cum, I've
been here with Mark and Haydon."
Finlay
was gobsmacked. He didn't know Ryan, but he knew the
other boys. Mark's dad was the estate's accountant, while Haydon's was an
electrician that Tristan called in whenever there was work that needed to be
done. On odd occasions, while they were home from school, he'd played with both
of them. He'd had no idea that Drew had been doing sex-stuff with them.
"How
are we doing this?" Craig asked.
"Well,
we've got ages," Andrew responded, "so we can start by undressing each other.
Then we can have a good mess-about, with all of us doing stuff with the other
three. When we get down to the serious business, we'll draw cards to decide who
goes with who."
"Okay!"
Craig agreed. "Sounds good!"
Before
he could react, Finlay was all over him, helping him remove his tee-shirt.
Although Finlay wasn't the one he'd have picked, it
wasn't a problem, Craig decided. Over the course of the morning, he'd have
plenty of opportunity to play around with the lad's blond friend.
In
the event, he was pleasantly surprised. Although small and slightly built,
Finlay didn't shy away from anything, doing a great job of undressing him, and
being more than happy for Craig to return the favour.
As
soon as they were all naked, Craig drank in the sight of the two younger boys.
Although there wasn't much of him, Finn was very cute. He was horny too, his
stiff three-inch prick looking more than respectable against his small frame.
Best of all, he was a feisty little thing, not the sort of kid who'd allow the
bigger boys to push him around. Craig liked that.
Kane,
he noted was some four inches taller and much more strongly built. Although his
penis was much the same size as Finlay's, he had a wonderful body for a
ten-year old, with the most beautiful bum Craig had ever seen. When combined
with his perfect features, wavy blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes, he looked
even more stunning naked than he had when he was dressed.
Finlay
licked his lips. As he'd suspected, Craig's cock was slightly longer and
thicker than his brother's, with most of the head exposed beyond the lad's
foreskin. It was an absolute beauty! But there was one oddity.
"I
thought you'd have hair on your dick," he suggested.
"I
do, well, a few anyway!" Craig said, grinning, "but Daddy shaves them off. He
likes me smooth!"
Finlay
was surprised, but he didn't question it, wondering if their daddy would do
that when Drew started to get hair down there.
`What
would it feel like to have Craig's dick up my bum?' he speculated. He was sure
it would be very exciting. On the other hand, he was almost certain he'd be
sore afterwards.
They
began to play around. Craig was delighted to find that the two younger lads
were not shy in the slightest. Although they didn't kiss, they were into
everything else. Not only did they love to be sucked and fondled, they gave as
good as they got.
Every
couple of minutes, they switched around. Moving into their latest combination,
Craig found himself sucking Kane's prick, while Finlay sucked his. To his
astonishment, the small, dark-haired boy purposefully sucked him deeper and
deeper, until he was taking the older boy's dick right down to the root, all
eleven centimetres of it. Craig was almost delirious
with pleasure, overwhelmed by the extraordinary sensations that Finn was giving
him.
Although
they still had lots of time, Andrew and Craig quickly reached the point where
they were eager to move things on.
"You
said something about drawing cards?" Craig queried.
"Yeah!"
Andrew confirmed.
Picking
up his shorts, he reached into the back pocket, pulling out a part-pack of
playing cards held together with an elastic band.
"There
are nine cards here, numbered two to ten," he explained, opening them up. "Just
so that everyone's sure it's fair, I'm
going to shuffle them."
Having
given the cards a quick shuffle, he looked up.
"Does
anyone else want to shuffle them?" he asked.
"I
will!" Finn said.
Andrew
handed them to his brother. After shuffling them, Finlay gave them back.
"Right!"
Andrew said, smiling. "We're
all going to pick a card." He turned to the two younger boys. "The one of you
two that picks the higher card will go with the one out of Craig and myself
that picks the higher card," he explained. "This way, there can't be any
arguments. We let the cards decide! Right! Let's do it!"
He
fanned out the cards, holding them face down. In order, Finlay, Kane, Craig and
Andrew himself all picked one.
"Okay,
let's see!" Andrew instructed.
The
four boys turned over their cards. Finlay had a four, Kane a nine, Craig a six
and Andrew a two.
"Bottom
of the pack as usual!" Andrew quipped. "It looks like it's you and me, Finn!"
Although
slightly miffed not to be paired with their handsome guest, Finlay wasn't too
disappointed, judging that the lad's cock might have been a bit much for him.
Craig, on the other hand, was struggling to hide his excitement. Since he'd
first set eyes on the gorgeous blond boy, he'd hoped he'd be able to fuck him.
Now, following a random draw of the cards, his dream was about to come true.
"You
guys go to the other side of the tree-trunk," Andrew suggested, getting to his
feet, "Finn and I will stay here."
"Are
we giving them the full works?" Craig asked, watching Kane nimbly hop over the
log.
"Sure!"
"Have
you got any K-Y?" Craig continued, following the younger lad over.
"Yeah,
of course!"
"Great!
I didn't bring any. Daddy said you'd have some."
Reaching
into a different pocket of his shorts, Andrew took out the tube.
"I'll
put it here," he said, placing it on top of the fallen trunk. "Then we can both
use it."
Finlay
and Kane knew what to do. With their feet apart, they bent over the tree-trunk,
one from one side, one from the other. A couple of seconds later, Kane felt
Craig's tongue lapping at his bum-hole. It felt wonderful, making him hornier
by the second.
He
wondered what taking the fair-haired lad's cock would feel like. Although it
wasn't quite as big as his cousin Ethan's, he sensed that it might not be the
perfect fit that Andrew's had been.
Looking
to his left, he observed Finlay receiving the same treatment from his brother.
It suddenly occurred to him that if Andrew's cock fit him so beautifully,
taking it would be a real stretch for his smaller, slimmer friend. But when it
had happened two days earlier, Finlay hadn't even murmured.
`That's Finn!' he reflected.
`He's as tough as old boots! He wouldn't say anything, even when it's hurting.'
Shortly
afterwards, tongues were withdrawn. They were replaced by well-lubed fingers.
Within the next couple of minutes, Kane realised, he
and Finlay would each have an older boy's dick up his bum, and given the
position they were in, they'd each have a perfect view of the other one being
fucked.
With
their preparations completed, Craig and Andrew let their fingers slide out. Not
wanting the younger boys to move, they stood on either side of the tree-trunk,
each smearing K-Y over the other's cock. Without saying a word, they moved back
into position.
Craig
carefully guided his dick onto Kane's rosebud.
"Push
out like you're having a shit," he instructed.
As
the younger boy relaxed for him, he took a deep breath and pushed hard.
Suddenly, the ten-year old's anal ring relented. He was in!
"Are
you okay?" he whispered.
"Yeah!"
Kane confirmed. "Just take it
slow!"
Being
well-trained, Craig knew better than to rush things. Holding the lad around the
tops of his thighs, he pushed very steadily, his penis slowly reaming the
younger boy's tight, velvety tunnel.
He
thrust over Kane's sex gland, making the ten-year old's penis twitch with a
life of its own. A few seconds later, he bottomed out, his firm, flat stomach
pressed tight against the younger lad's bottom. Breathing deeply, he prepared
himself. He'd known before he started that this would be exceptional. He had
not been disappointed. Now he had to deliver.
Although
having Craig's penis moving backwards and forwards inside him was not the total
delight that Andrew's had been, Kane did find it very exciting. Not only was
Craig that bit larger, he had `athlete' written all over him. And that was how
he was performing, the older lad's well-developed cock remorselessly pounding
his boy-hole.
Looking
to his left, Kane's eyes were drawn to the sight of Andrew's dick rhythmically
fucking his younger brother. It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. Suddenly,
he became aware of Craig's fingers fondling his penis. His reaction was even
more explosive than it had been the day before.
"Oh,
fuck!" he gasped, his dick jerking violently in the twelve-year old's
hand.
Feeling
the younger lad's starfish going into spasm took Craig right over the edge.
Resuming his grip on the ten-year old's thighs, he held on tight as his
boy-juice spurted over and over into Kane's bottom, feeling as though the boy's
anal ring was sucking it right out of him.
Finally,
he was done, his balls drained. He was so light-headed,
he could hardly stand up. The boys he'd fucked previously were all used to
taking their daddy's cock. Kane clearly wasn't, and that made it very special.
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With
plenty of time until they were due back at the house, the boys lazed on the
grass, soaking up the August sunshine.
"Doesn't
your mum suspect that there's something going on?" Craig asked.
"Oh,
I'm sure she does," Andrew says nonchalantly. "With all the times that Dad and
I disappear for half a day without really saying where we're going, she has to.
But Mum's from quite a posh family too, and she's got two brothers, so
she knows how things work in families like ours. But as long as she doesn't
actually see us doing anything, she can pretend she doesn't know. Now, if we
were unhappy, or getting into trouble, or causing problems at school, she'd be
worried. But there's nothing like that. We're generally happy, we behave
ourselves and we do pretty well at school, so what's she got to be concerned
about? If anything ever did come out — and I don't
think it will – and someone asked why she didn't see the warning signs, she's
got the perfect answer. There weren't any."
"So isn't your mum around?" Kane asked, turning to Craig.
"My
mum hasn't been around since I was six months old," Craig told him. "That was
the arrangement."
"Arrangement?"
"Yeah.
Dad didn't want to get married, but he did want a son. Anyway, he met this
woman who agreed to let him get her pregnant. As long as it was going to be a
boy, she'd have the baby, and look after it for six months. Then she'd sign
sole custody over to dad. In return, he'd give her a house so she could move in
with her girlfriend. And that's what happened. When I was born, Dad bought a
terraced house and refurbished it; did it out really well. Six months later, my
mum got what she wanted, a house for her and her girlfriend to live in, and Dad
got what he wanted, which was me."
"Don't
you mind?"
"Why
would I?" Craig queried, smiling broadly. "Dad's been great. Even though he
works really hard, he always found time to play with me, teach me stuff, and
just be there for me. I couldn't have asked for anyone better. I look okay,
don't I?"
"Yeah,
of course!"
"Well,
there you go then!"
For
Kane, this was all so different from what he was used to. It wasn't just the Calders who were a bit unusual; Craig's family seemed even
weirder. But he didn't care. He liked the Calders,
and he liked Craig. So, what if they were a bit odd? They weren't hurting
anyone, were they? As far as he was concerned, they were just fine!
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After
returning to the house, the boys locked up their bikes.
"So
how was that?" Andrew enquired, whispering into Kane's ear.
"Cool!"
Kane responded, grinning. "He wasn't as good as you though!"
`What
a compliment that was!' Drew reflected. He headed back into the house, feeling
like a million dollars.
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By
ten to two, lunch was over.
"Brad
and I have just a little more to discuss," Tristan said quietly, turning to
Andrew. "Would you load the dishwasher, please? We'll see you upstairs in
twenty minutes or so."
Leaving
the boys to their own devices, Tristan and Brad strolled out of the kitchen.
Standing up, Andrew took the padlock key from the pocket of his shorts.
"Here's
the key to get you into the woods," he said firmly, handing it to Finlay.
"Don't lose it, and don't get lost! Daddy says you're to be back by half past
four."
"Okay!"
Finn responded grinning, before he and Kane scampered out of the room.
Andrew
immediately began loading the used plates, bowls and cutlery into the
dishwasher. With nothing else to do, Craig helped him. A few minutes later,
they strolled up to Andrew's bedroom. Parking himself on the chair by his desk,
Drew indicated for Craig to sit on the comfy one by the side of the bed.
"This
is nice!" Craig commented. "Big too! You've even got a double bed. Isn't that a
bit of a giveaway?"
"All
the rooms here are big," Andrew responded, smiling. "This one's more than big
enough to have a double bed in it." He lowered his voice. "We only use it as a
double when Mummy's not here."
"You
mean like today?"
"Exactly!"
"I
guess we'd better wait for our daddies."
"Yeah,
they'll want to undress us."
"I
thought this morning was amazing!" Craig enthused, grinning. "Kane's bum was so
tight! Has he taken it before?"
"Yeah,
but only a couple of boys a bit older than us. He's never taken a daddy-cock."
"Oh,
right! But he must know you do?"
"Yeah.
He was a bit surprised at first, but he seems okay with it now. He's like that."
"Is
your daddy planning to fuck him?"
"He'd
like to, obviously, but I don't think it'll happen on this visit. It's too
soon."
"Has
he fucked Finn yet?"
"No
way! Finn's really tight; it's because he's so small. Daddy says he's all skin
and bone. He can only just take mine. Opening him up enough to take daddy's is
going to be really tricky. It'll take a while too."
"Yeah,
I guess it will."
The
door opened, and Tristan and Brad appeared.
"So
how are our two favourite boys this afternoon?"
Tristan asked, helping Craig out of the comfy chair, sitting down and parking
the boy across his lap.
"We're good,
thanks!" Craig acknowledged, smiling.
Sitting
down on the bed, Brad gestured for Andrew to join him. Moments later, the lad
was sitting in a similar position to Craig.
"So what did you get up to this morning?" Brad asked.
"Everything,
just about," Drew responded. We all got undressed, then we messed about for
quite a while. Everyone did stuff with everyone else. It was great!"
"I
assume that at some point you got down to the serious stuff?"
"Yeah!
We drew cards to see who was going to be with who. I got Finlay and Craig got
Kane."
"Who's
a lucky boy, then?" Brad asked, looking across at his son.
"Oh,
totally!" Craig answered, grinning from ear to ear. "It was amazing! He's only
been with a couple of other boys, so he was really tight!"
"Have
you got designs on him?" Brad asked, turning to Tristan.
"Not
really," Tristan advised. "Kane's from a fairly conventional family. As far as
I know, he hasn't encountered daddy-son sex before. We invited him because we
knew he liked having sex with other boys, so we were sure he'd keep his mouth
shut. He also has the reputation of not being fazed by anything, and to be
fair, he hasn't been. But we'll need to take it steady."
"Absolutely,"
Brad agreed. "You mustn't go pushing the boat out." He turned to Andrew. "You
like this, don't you?" he asked quietly, gently stroking the boy's thigh.
"Yeah,
I love it!" Drew breathed, making himself more comfortable by draping an arm
around Brad's neck.
He
wasn't lying, or even exaggerating. He loved to have an older guy make a fuss
of him, and other than his own daddy, Brad did it better than anyone. It seemed
strange in a way. Brad was a big man, and accustomed to hard, physical work.
But with a boy sitting on his lap, of all the daddies that Andrew knew, he was
by far the gentlest.
Paradoxically,
it was being so big and strong that enabled Brad to be so gentle. With Andrew
weighing less than 90 pounds, Brad could pick him up easily, with the lad
feeling both comfortable and totally secure. None of the other daddies could
manage that.
"You're
hard!" Brad whispered, running his hand over the front of the twelve-year old's
shorts. "I think it's time these clothes came off, don't you?"
"Sure!" Drew responded,
grinning.
Carefully
lifting the boy up, Brad set him on his feet and began to deftly remove his
clothes: trainers, socks, tee-shirt and shorts, until all that remained were
the boy's skimpy white briefs, which all the boys at their school were required
to wear. Brad allowed himself a smile. He loved to see boys wearing briefs,
white ones especially.
As the grammar school that Craig attended made no such
stipulation, for school, or when hanging out with his friends, Craig wore boxer
briefs, the same as all the other boys. Today, Brad had insisted on the lad
wearing `proper' briefs, but even they had red and black stripes.
Taking
hold of the waistband of Drew's underpants, Brad expertly skinned them down the
boy's legs. And there he was in all his naked beauty, a truly delightful
specimen of pubescent boy. For Brad, there was no more alluring sight. Leaning
forwards, he ran his tongue up the length of the lad's erect penis, before taking it fully into his mouth. He
sucked it lovingly, his hands running gently over the youngster's
silk-smooth thighs and buttocks.
After
a couple of minutes, he let the boy go. He sat up, licking his lips.
"That
was wonderful!" he cooed, quickly pulling off his shoes and socks. "Okay! You
know what to do!"
Andrew
knew exactly. Having helped Brad to remove his polo shirt, he knelt on the
floor, reaching up to open the top of the big man's jeans. Helping the boy out,
Brad lifted his bum off the chair, allowing Andrew to pull them down and off.
Sitting
back on his heels, Andrew smiled. Dressed only in brightly-patterned shorts,
Brad was an impressive sight. He wondered if Craig would look like that when he
was older, and decided that he probably would.
Brad
got to his feet. Kneeling up, Drew carefully pulled down the man's shorts. He
grinned. One of the reasons that he liked going with Brad was that he was not
prodigiously endowed. At a little under seven inches, the big man's penis was
much the same size as his daddy's.
After
giving it a preliminary lick, Drew closed his lips over it, steadily sucking
his way down. Brad gently stroked the lad's hair. He didn't know what else they
taught at the posh boarding school that Drew and Finn attended, but
cock-sucking definitely seemed to be part of it.
"You'd
better stop now," he advised, aware of things beginning to stir.
Drew
quickly let him go. He sat on his heels again, grinning and licking his lips.
"Is
it time for these two to have some fun together?" Brad asked, turning to
Tristan.
"I
think so," Tristan answered. "You're ready, aren't you Craig?"
"Yeah,
cool!"
The
boys clambered onto the bed, lying down face-to-face. With their erect cocks
grinding together, they wrapped their arms around each other, their lips
meeting in a passionate kiss. Brad and Tristan glanced at each other and
grinned. It was a wonderful sight!
After
a while, Drew and Craig moved into a sixty-nine. Being almost the same height,
they fitted together beautifully. In an exemplary display, they each sucked the
other boy's penis right down to the base, while using their fingers to gently
massage their friend's perineum.
All
too soon, Andrew felt himself starting to get close, and quickly eased himself
away. They snuggled up again.
"Are
you going to fuck me?" Andrew whispered.
"Is
that what you want?" Craig queried, recalling that that was what they'd done
during the Easter break, when Tristan had brought Drew to their house. "I
thought you might want to fuck me this time."
"I'd
rather you fucked me."
"Oh,
that's cool, as long as you're sure!"
Moving
to the foot of the bed, Drew got onto all-fours, his head and shoulders down
low, his knees and feet wide apart. Kneeling on the floor behind him, Craig prised his friend's bum-cheeks apart, leaning forwards to
lap insistently at the lad's rosebud.
Watching
the action, Brad and Tristan grinned at each other. They were delighted. The
natural order had prevailed. The bigger, more athletic boy would fuck the
smaller one. That was how it was meant to be. It always had been.
With
his tongue beginning to ache, Craig pulled back. Picking up the K-Y, he worked
some into Drew's boy-hole, first with one finger, then briefly with two. They
were almost ready.
Not
wanting Andrew to move, Craig sauntered across to Tristan, squeezing some
lubricant onto the man's fingers. Smiling, Tristan obligingly smeared it over
the twelve-year old's dick.
Returning
to his position, Craig held Drew's hips, gently drawing the boy's bum back
until it was at exactly the right height. Satisfied, Craig shuffled in close,
guiding his cock onto its target. He took a deep breath. With both boys being
experienced performers, this was no problem. In one swift movement, Drew was
fully impaled, Craig's firm, flat stomach pressed tight against his bottom.
"Oh,
yeah!" Drew exhaled, making a conscious effort to tighten his anal ring. "That
feels great! Come on, Craig; you know what I want!"
After
another deep breath, Craig set to work, pulling well back before slamming right
in again. Having emptied his balls just a few hours earlier, he knew he was
going to have to work for this one. Drew wanted a good fucking, and that's what
he was going to give him.
Sitting
by the side of the bed, Brad admired his son's athleticism. He could not have
been prouder. Craig was really going for it, pounding Drew's arse quite relentlessly. During the preceding school year,
Craig's first at grammar school, he'd made the school's age-group team for both
football and athletics. It was not hard to see why.
Kneeling
on the bed, Drew was moaning with pleasure. Like the athlete he was, Craig was
fucking him senseless. The sensations that Drew was experiencing were quite
overwhelming. Although he enjoyed being a top with younger boys like Finlay and
Kane, this was what he really loved.
"Not
long now!" Craig rasped.
"Oh,
yeah!" Drew responded. "Give it to me! Give me your spunk!"
"Here
it comes!"
Craig
slammed right in, holding his position. A couple of seconds later, Drew became
aware of his friend's boy-juice spurting into his bum, exactly as he'd wanted.
After
a short pause, Craig stepped back slightly, his glistening cock sliding out of
Drew's bottom. Very gingerly, Drew climbed off the bed and returned to sit on
Brad's lap.
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"Well
done!" Tristan congratulated, taking Craig's hand and drawing him onto the bed.
"That was most impressive!"
"Thanks,"
Craig acknowledged, his chest still rising and falling.
"Did
you enjoy it?"
"Yeah,
it was great!"
"But
not quite what you experienced this morning," Tristan teased.
"I
guess," Craig conceded.
"Oh,
don't be silly," Tristan continued, grinning broadly. "Kane has a beautiful
bum, and before coming here, the only cocks he'd taken were a couple of thirteen-year olds. He must have
been an amazing fuck!"
"Yeah,
he was!" Craig admitted, grinning back.
"As
your daddy said, you're a very lucky boy!"
"Yeah,
definitely!"
"And
now you need a little rest and recuperation before taking mine."
"Yeah."
"Well,
there's no rush. Take your time. Your daddy will be keeping Drew suitably
entertained!"
"Sure!"
They
snuggled up.
"Why
don't you give it some gentle TLC?" Tristan suggested, placing the boy's hand
on his cock. "Get it ready for action!"
Over
the next ten minutes, Craig graduated from stroking, to licking, sucking, and
finally deep-throating. Of the six boys who belonged to the Syndicate, only
Craig and Ryan, the two oldest, were able to perform that trick.
"Wonderful!"
Tristan purred appreciatively. "Now I need to get you ready!"
With
Craig on all-fours where Andrew had been earlier, Tristan knelt down behind.
After spending a few minutes licking the boy out, he used the K-Y to give the
lad a routine finger-fucking. It was time for action.
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Brad
loved having Drew's company. The boy was so affectionate. They stroked and
kissed. They each sucked the other's erect penis. As always, young Andrew was a
total delight.
"Stand
facing the bed," Brad said finally.
Drew
complied readily, his back to their guest, his feet apart.
"Now
bend over for me!"
Drew
did as he was asked, exposing his bottom to Brad's inspection. Unable to
resist, Brad leaned forwards, his tongue homing in on the boy's
recently-violated hole. With the lad having been thoroughly fucked only a few
minutes earlier, Brad was able to get his tongue right inside, encountering the
taste of his son's tangy boy-juice. Feeling hornier than ever, he pulled away,
reflecting that in another few minutes it would be his spunk filling Drew's
cute little tunnel.
"It
looks like they're nearly ready," he said quietly. "Bring me the lube, please,
there's a good boy!"
Collecting
the tube of K-Y, Andrew took it to where Brad was sitting. Squeezing some onto
his fingers, he carefully applied it to the man's cock, before putting the tube
back where he'd found it.
"Thanks!"
Brad said, smiling, as the boy came back again. "I assume I don't need to do
anything for you."
"No,
I'm fine!"
Drew assured him.
"Okay!"
Brad told him. "You know what to do!"
Once
again, Drew stood with his back to Brad, though this time with his feet further
apart. Very carefully, he lowered his bottom until his rosebud encountered the
head of the man's penis. Relaxing his anal ring, he pushed down on it, allowing
it to pop inside. After taking a moment to steady himself, he gradually worked
his way down until he was sitting squarely in Brad's lap, the man's cock right
inside him. Needing no further instruction, he lifted his feet, bracing them
against the side of the bed, just his toes projecting above the mattress.
"Good
boy!" Brad exhaled, excited by the prospect of what was to follow.
Already
fully prepared, Craig crawled across the bed. Still on all-fours, he turned to
face the occupants of the chair, coming to a halt with his hands close to
Andrew's feet. Moving in behind, Tristan lined himself up. Taking a deep
breath, he penetrated the lad with a single, well-directed thrust. Taking this
as a signal, Craig lowered his head and shoulders, his lips closing over Drew's
throbbing prick.
"Okay,
Tristan!" Brad instructed. "Let's give these two what they need!"
Immediately,
the two men began to move, Brad driving his cock upwards into Drew's bottom,
which forced the lad's penis deeper into Craig's mouth, while Tristan eagerly
pounded Craig's arse.
The
intensity of the action determined that it would not last for long. After
barely two minutes, Drew's orgasm hit him like a runaway train. "Oh, fuck!" he gasped. "I'm going to
cum!"
As
he held onto Craig's head, his penis swelled and jerked, his watery boy-juice
squirting onto his friend's tongue.
The
anal contractions that accompanied Drew's climax took Brad right over the edge.
"Oh,
you sexy boy!" he exclaimed.
Pressing
down on Drew's thighs to keep him in position, he pumped rope after rope of
daddy-cream deep into the twelve-year old's bum.
Massively
turned on by the action taking place in front of him, within seconds, Tristan
was joining in, his hot, creamy semen spurting over and over into Craig's bottom.
Being
at the top of the chain, Tristan was the first to withdraw. This allowed Craig
to release Andrew, who was then able to lift himself off Brad's cock. They were
all disheveled, the boys especially.
"You
two had better get to the bathroom," Tristan ordered.
Doing
as they were told, the two twelve-year olds made
their way along the landing, daddy-spunk seeping from their boy-holes and
trickling down their legs.
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When
Finlay and Kane returned, they found the two adults and two older boys in the
kitchen, fully dressed and enjoying a cold drink.
"Key!"
Andrew demanded.
Producing
it from his pocket, Finn handed it over.
"And
you did remember to lock up, didn't you?"
"Of
course!" Finlay said, looking more than a little put out. "I told you; I'm not
stupid!"
"Actually,
it's about time we were going," Brad said, smiling. "Thanks for a very
enjoyable day. We must do it again sometime."
Getting
up from the kitchen table, Tristan politely showed Brad and Craig out. Kane
waited until they were out of the room,
"Did
you and Craig both get fucked?" he asked pointedly, looking directly at Andrew.
Drew
was inclined to tell the lad that it was none of his business, but as Kane had
agreed to be his `younger friend' when they returned to school, he knew he
shouldn't do that. He wasn't going to lie either, feeling certain that he'd be
found out. That left only one option.
"Yes,"
he confirmed. "Craig fucked me first. Then Brad fucked me while Daddy fucked
Craig."
"Why
did Craig fuck you?" Finlay asked.
"Because
I wanted him to."
"And
did you like Brad fucking you?" Kane persisted.
"Yes!
I wouldn't have done it otherwise." He took a deep breath. "I told you; I like
having sex with older guys. Daddy's never made
me do anything."
The
kitchen door opened, and Tristan reappeared.
"Did
you guys have a good time this afternoon?" Tristan enquired, smiling at Finlay
and Kane.
"Yes,
thank you, Daddy!" Finlay said, grinning.
"And
what did you get up to?"
"We
took all our clothes off and ran around for a bit. And we did some naked
wrestling, which was fun. We didn't do any real sex stuff though, even though
our dicks got hard."
"Fair
enough!" Tristan declared. "And
you seem to have got back here in one piece. That's the main thing!"
"Yes,
Daddy!"
"Right,
I'm going to start dinner," Tristan continued, "so
you can go and amuse yourselves for a while. I want you back in here by six
o'clock!"
Heading
out of the kitchen, the boys trooped up the stairs and into Andrew's room.
"You
know when we go back to school, Kane's going to be your `younger friend'?"
Finlay asked, flopping down on his brother's bed. "D'you think I'll be
someone's `younger friend'?"
"I
hope so, if that's what you want," Andrew said supportively. "We'll talk about it
later."
Finn
was about to ask why they couldn't talk about it right then, but spotting the
look in his brother's eye, he got the message. What Andrew actually meant was
that they'd talk about it when Kane wasn't there. Finlay didn't know why his
brother wanted to deal with it like that, but he wasn't going to argue.
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The
following morning, with the weather still warm and sunny, the boys reprised
their activities from two days earlier. It was the second time that Drew had
pushed his cock into Kane's wonderful bottom, and once again, Andrew found it a
total delight. The experience, it seemed, only got better.
After
lunch, with Mrs Calder safely on her way to the
community centre, they trooped up to Andrew's room.
The atmosphere was one of nervous excitement, none of them quite sure how
things would go.
Andrew
was especially apprehensive. Having been instrumental in persuading Kane to
attend, he'd feel at least partly responsible if things did not go well. What
would they do if the lad freaked out? While he didn't think it was at all
likely, he couldn't exclude the possibility.
After
a couple of minutes, Tristan came breezing in. His ambitions for their little
get-together were quite limited. If, at the end of it, Kane was happy to
consider coming back for more, he'd consider it a success.
"Okay,
guys!" he said brightly. "Let's get started!"
He
gently took Finlay's hand. He'd already agreed with his sons that they'd start
off this way: Tristan with Finlay, leaving Andrew paired off with Kane. Finn
was especially pleased with this arrangement. For a short time at least, he'd
be the centre of his daddy's attention.
As
the two pairs began to undress each other, Tristan made sure that he focused
totally on Finlay. Having sensed that his younger boy was starting to feel like
the ugly duckling, Tristan fussed over him, cuddling and caressing him, and
playing extensively with the lad's boy-parts. He told him how cute he was, and
what a beautiful cock he had, doing everything he could think of to make his
younger boy feel good about himself.
With
them both naked, and Finlay happily snuggled up with him. Tristan finally allowed
himself to look across at Kane. Being in the presence of such beauty made him
feel giddy. Naked, the boy was absolutely stunning. There was no other word for
it. All the Syndicate boys were good looking, but none of them came close to
Kane.
With
everyone naked, the pairs began to interact. As this had not been pre-planned
in any way, Tristan knew that he would have to be careful. He soon discovered
that the boys had developed a liking for playing piggy-in-the-middle. This
worked well, enabling him to spend most of the time either sucking Finlay's
penis or preparing Drew's boy-hole.
Sometimes,
however, the only boy-bits not being attended to were Kane's, and as far as he
was concerned, they were off-limits. At these times, he'd move to the other end
of the chain, presenting his dick for either Finn or Drew to play with.
After
a while, the boys' enthusiasm for this activity began to wane.
"Are
we going to do it now?" Drew asked, eager to move things along.
"Is
everyone ready?" Tristan asked, looking at the two younger boys.
Finlay
grinned and nodded. Kane just nodded.
"Okay,
then!" Tristan agreed.
"Right!"
Andrew announced. "We'll
get you guys ready first."
Picking
up the K-Y, he worked some into Finlay's rosebud, before applying a second blob
to Kane's dick.
"Okay,"
Drew said, smiling at his recently-acquired younger friend. "Now lie on your
back, with your head down at this end."
He
pointed to the foot of the bed.
"I
thought I was going to bum Finn?" Kane objected, looking puzzled.
"You
are," Andrew told him. "Don't worry; we'll show you!"
Although
he had his doubts, Kane's instinct to try new things won the day. He got into
position. Having been briefed by his brother, Finn knew exactly what to do.
Facing his friend, he knelt astride Kane's stomach, reaching back to take hold
of the lad's dick. Having slightly adjusted his position, he guided it onto his
starfish, took a deep breath and sat on it, allowing it to slide into his
boy-hole.
"Fuck!"
Kane gasped. "I never thought
we'd do it like this! What do I do?"
"Just
lie there!" Drew instructed. "Let Finn do the work!"
"What
are you going to do?"
"You'll
see! Just watch!"
With
his boy-hole already lubricated, Drew smeared some K-Y over his daddy's cock.
Turning to face the foot of the bed, he bent right over, resting his hands on
either side of Kane's chest, his hard prick directly above the blond boy's face.
"One
last thing," he instructed. "When Daddy tells you, reach up and play with my
dick."
Already
well outside his comfort zone, Kane watched, spellbound, as Tristan moved in
close, his man-sized cock steadily disappearing into Drew's bum.
As
soon as he was fully impaled, Andrew lowered his head and shoulders, his lips
closing over his brother's steel-hard spike.
"Okay,
Finn!" Tristan said brightly "You know what to do!"
Immediately,
they got to work. As Tristan began fucking Drew, Finlay started to ride Kane's
prick, driving his own penis in and out of his brother's mouth.
Kane
could hardly believe it. Not only was Finn giving him some quite extraordinary
sensations, watching Tristan's large dick pumping in and out of Drew's bum was
making him hornier than he'd ever been. What could possibly be wilder, more out
there than this?
The
seconds ticked past. He wasn't sure how many. He didn't care, the thrills
simply kept coming.
"Kane,"
Tristan's voice intoned, sounding strangely distant. "Play with Drew's cock!"
Reaching
up, Kane wrapped his fingers around the twelve-year old's throbbing prick. It
was as though he'd pulled the pin out of a grenade. Within seconds, the older boy's
penis came to life in his hand, little drops of watery boy-cum splattering his
chest and tummy. At almost the same moment, Finn's rosebud began to spasm
around his prick. Kane's orgasm followed in an instant, his dick swelling and
pulsing in his friend's boy-hole.
As
he regained his senses, he could see that Tristan had stopped moving, the man's
cock now buried deep in Drew's bum. Although he couldn't actually see anything,
he knew what had just happened. He was overwhelmed. When he'd been invited to
stay, he'd known he'd have fun. He could never have imagined things getting as
wild as they had. He wouldn't have missed any of it.
As
he continued to watch, Tristan's cock, all glistening and shiny, slid smoothly
out of the older boy's bottom. Releasing his younger brother's prick, Andrew
stood up. He looked down at Kane.
"Are
you okay?" he asked, smiling.
"Fuck,
man!" Kane gasped. "That
was epic! You spunked all over me!"
Reaching
out a hand, Drew helped Finlay to lift himself off Kane's dick.
"That
was pretty special," Tristan said quietly, surveying the two younger boys. "Are
you two sure you're okay?"
"Yeah,
totally!" Kane assured him.
"Me
too, Daddy!" Finn added.
Kane
stood up. "If we do this again," he said, grinning at Tristan, "you can play with
me if you want."
"Are
you sure?" Tristan asked, just to make sure.
"Yeah!
You're cool! You promised not to touch me, and you didn't. So next time, you
can!"
"Thanks!"
Tristan said, smiling. "I really appreciate it. I always try to stick to what I've
said. I like people to know they can rely on what I've told them."
"The
next time," Kane said, turning to Andrew. "I won't play with your dick. I'll
leave it so you can cum somewhere else!"
"I
think he just made you an offer you can't refuse!" Tristan said, grinning. "Right, you
use the bathroom first. I just need a quick word with these guys."
As
Andrew made his way out, Tristan parked himself on the bed.
"Kane,"
he asked. "Could you tell me about Mr Glanville
trying to persuade you to go to his sleeping-in room?"
"He
asked me three times," Kane responded. "He said he had
something he wanted to show me. He never said what. But he'd got a hard-on in
his shorts. I could see it. So it was obvious what he
wanted."
"He
didn't try to force you, did he?"
"No,
I'd have gone straight to Mr Robertson if he'd done
that."
"Excellent!" Tristan said,
smiling. "As the boys have probably told you, Mr
Robertson's an old friend of mine. We were at school together. I'll give him a
call and let him know. He'll have a word with Mr
Glanville. I'm sure it won't happen
again."
"Thanks!"
Kane responded, his smile lighting up the whole room.
Tristan
found it hard to conceal how delighted he was. Kane wasn't just one of the most
stunning boys he'd ever encountered, he was also one of the most open and
adventurous. The boy's visit had been a triumph, and this afternoon had been
the highlight.
His
policy of not rushing things had paid off handsomely, Tristan reflected. During
future school holidays, Kane would visit them again, and that would give him
the opportunity to take things further. He'd just have to be patient.