Date: Fri, 29 Jun 2018 12:54:58 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: CHARLIE GIVES IT UP CHAPTER SIX CHARLIE GIVES IT UP CHARLIE GIVES IT UP - PART SIX © Van T Z Boi 2018 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter. A good supply of tissues should be close at hand in case of sudden emergencies!) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated, I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) FROM PART FIVE In seconds he was down on the grass by the pool, underneath the sheltering tree he lay back on the dewy grass, the sun shining through the leafy branches, the birds singing somewhere in the woods and Rick was kneeling between his open legs, easing them wide, wider. "No, no," Charlie whispered pleadingly his hands pushing at Rick's chest, his body wriggling beneath the teenager's heavy weight. `not here,' he was about to add when he thought better of what he would be saying. It was when he inhaled Rick's scent that his resolve faltered, as the heady hormonal teenage lusting musk penetrated his defences, the powerful perfume redolent with memories of what it proscribed Charlie felt his body relax, his legs slither wider. Rick grinned; his drooling cockhead dribbled a healthy lubricating dollop of precum across Charlie's pussy. His pulsing boy plucker made contact with the moist lips and he made his first thrust. Charlie stared upwards at the rustling leafy branches, the birds warbling songs continued and the sun shone down on the pair of youths. Rick urged his hips forward, feeling the moistness open, his prize lay before him. Part Six Charlie's head was a whirlwind of thoughts, his body was being triggered, part of him wanted to repeat the unquestionable delights from the previous day `but then we had been hidden,' he thought, `there no one could see, see what Rick did to me, what I let him do,' he twitched as he felt the probing lance pushing inside. His body reluctantly obeyed his mind and he tensed his boypussy muscles, the pain was blinding, `so different from yesterday' he recognised, Rick found his way barred, he pushed harder at the sudden blockage, he could not understand. `Yesterday he was such a good fuck,' he shook his head, `why now is he stopping, blocking me,' his mind rushed through trying to make sense of Charlie's opposition. At first he battered at the solid barrier but the closed hole was more painful against his throbbing cock than pleasurable, he groaned at the worsening pain and stopped. "What's the matter?" Rick's tone was angry and Charlie heard the dangerous warning tone in his voice, Charlie trembled as his body continued to rebel at the pushing teen cock. "I don't understand you," Rick snarled, "yesterday you were fine. Come on admit it you liked it when I put my prick inside you?" Charlie keeping up the pressure to close his legs turned his head to the side and unable to stop himself started to sniffle. "Oh fuck it," Rick's weight and throbbing cock disappeared. Charlie waited breathlessly for a moment wondering if Rick would perhaps jump on him and force him. Carefully he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked around. Rick was sitting up, he was staring into the distance but Charlie could tell he was very annoyed. Slowly Charlie sat up, his hand rubbed tenderly over his bumhole which was wet and sticky from Rick's cock juices, the aching pains were fading away now and he breathed easier. The strange itch inside him had subsided but Charlie was worried about Rick, he knew the teenager was dangerous but the sensations he had woken inside Charlie yesterday were still odd to Charlie's conscience, `Odd but,' he thought carefully, `I did like it but in that room, the house I felt safe. Out here it's just,' Charlie could not put a finger on it but he felt insecure and frightened, scared in some way. He looked over at Rick, the sight of the muscular teenager did send a flush run through Charlie, he could just about see the tip of Rick's cock, it glittered wetly and its bright redness shone in the sunlight, `even his cock looks angry,' Charlie thought but pressing his lips together forcefully he edged towards the trembling teenager. Rick twitched as he felt the warm touch of Charlie's satiny skin touch him, his anger made him jerk away but then Charlie moved around. He watched as the seven year old knelt down and put his head between his knees. The delicate moist touch of Charlie's tongue on his surging teenprick made a dent in Rick's anger armour. The dent became a breach as involuntarily Rick's legs relaxed, lowering to allow Charlie's head right inside his `anger space.' As the seven year old kissed and licked and then sucked his cock Rick started to feel he could forgive Charlie, the urgent driving need to empty his balls was paramount and all the hormonal lust he had gone through watching Charlie naked and knowing he could fuck him gathered apace inside him. Charlie sensed the slow lessening of Rick's ire, he sucked the pulsing helmet, savouring the sweet spicy taste of Rick's precum; his nostrils were full of the angry musk that Rick was exuding, tainted now by the sensual knowledge that his needs would be met in a different way. Charlie's head bobbed up and down, doing as well as he had been taught by Rick. His tongue tickled under the firm ridge, sliding along the strange satiny skin which stretched down from the slit. He sucked gently at the slit, swallowing the flood of teenhoney that poured forth, the spicy taste hitting the back of his throat. Recalling all he had been taught Charlie sucked away at Rick's cock, enjoying the sensation as the cock jerked and throbbed in reply to his oral ministrations. Rick slowly relaxed, his enraged anger fading as his hormonal passion quickened and flowed. He leaned backwards, his arms spreading to take his weight as the sun bore down on them. He reflected on the fact they were now fully exposed, he had moved out of the shadow of the trees when Charlie had rejected him. `Anybody passing by could see, see him naked being sucked by a naked boy,' his dissolute senses roared at the thought, `they would be so jealous,' his head told him ignoring the other facts that he could be beaten and punished for what he had done to Charlie, all that mattered was the fact that Charlie of his own accord was sucking his dick and sucking it well. `I can fuck him later,' was his last thought as the white heat of exploding balls sent his head in another direction. Charlie felt the twitch first, one which he now knew and understood, the heavy ballsac in his hand swelled slightly and jerked, the sign he was expecting. Swiftly Charlie squashed his mouth around Rick's cock, sucking the swelling head as far in as he could without choking, the juices had turned much more saltier and his taste buds readied themselves for the outpouring of the spicy salty sperm that was clearly heading his way. Rick growled and flung himself backwards, his warm back hitting the cooler grass. His hands grasped Charlie's head and forced him down onto his shuddering dick, he yowled as his spermy mixture bolted out of his tubes and into the heated interior of Charlie's compressing mouth, Charlie grunted at the force of the thrust inside his mouth and his teeth closed around Rick's cockhead, the sharp edges biting sharply against the very sensitive nerve endings which were already at full sensual stretch when the aching pain brought a further level of joy to Rick's orgasm. Shuddering and shaking and arching his back to make the final expelling thrusts inside Charlie's willing mouth Rick groaned and yelped as the torturous pleasurable pain sent a rush of excitement inside him, a hot wave of ecstasy as his cock juddered and spat his heavy load into Charlie's swallowing mouth. Charlie sucked in his cheeks as he tasted the swift flow of Rick's cum, swallowing all the jerking spits as they exited the bloated cockhead. His throat moved quickly to accept the flow of teenjuice, the shooting strands falling into the depths of Charlie's stomach. Rick continued to hold Charlie's head steadily against his groin as his jerking and trembling eased and faded. Charlie worked hard at the spitting cock, taking it all and slowly suckling the last dribbles of spunk as they ebbed into his mouth, tasting the sharper soured salty flavour as Rick's cock delivered its last pulsebeats of his cum. "Rick," they both hard the call and looked up to see Sam running towards them. Charlie started upwards but Rick's hand held him, held is head hard on his teenrod. Sam rushed up and stood watching, his hand rubbing the bulge that swelled between his legs. Rick held onto Charlie who recognising he wasn't going to be able to move his head away, finally gave in and finished sucking Rick's dick which had been spilling and spitting the last jolts of his cum in and around Charlie's mouth. Confused at first but falling into what was now normal for him he continued to suck and clean Rick's dick until all the sperm was gone. "Finished," he sat up satisfied that he had done a good job. Rick reached out a finger and wiped a stray strand of spunk across Charlie's cheek towards Charlie's lips, he slicked the errant string with his tongue. "Don't waste it Charlie, any of it," Rick reminded him. Charlie checked and gave Rick's welling cock another lick over, sucking the small deposit of sperm caught under Rick's helmet ridge. Sam knelt down beside them, "me now," he said defiantly. Charlie looked across at the eighth year old who was naked having shed his clothes which lay dumped to one side, his small pencil crayon of a boy cocklet was stiff and pointing and as he looked he saw the foreskin slide half way back down the ivory pink boytusk, revealing the tip of crimson pink glans. "Go on Charlie," Rick whispered insistingly. Charlie gritted his teeth but obediently kissed and sucked the boybulb, pushing back the foreskin with his lips to run his tongue over the sensitive helmet. Sam growled and shook as the pleasure rushed quickly inside him, the wonderful tingling waves of ecstasy rolling over and over. Rick watched, toying with his cock as Charlie sucked the eight year old sweetly. Sam groaned and moaned and shook and quivered, he closed his eyes and sucked his thumb as the beautiful lights started to sparkle against his eyelids, all the pleasures radiated inside him from the tip of his cocklet and he quivered as the joy mounted and mounted until with a sharp yelping mewl he thrust forwards, shoving his cocklet further inside Charlie's suctioning mouth as he had his beautiful boy orgasm. "ohhh, wwwoooowwwoooowwwo. Oooohhh ssssoooooooo ggooooooddddd," Sam fell sideways into the grass his eyes flaring as the joys waved and ebbed and flowed and then subsided, his boy stiffie remained hard and pointed. Rick grinned and he tousled Charlie's hair, making the hairs spike up as his hand was coated in his precum which energised by watching Charlie suck Sam was again flowing from his cockslit. "Well done," he leaned over and kissed Charlie on the lips, Charlie twitching as the itch between his legs flared once his nose inhaled the hot aroma that Rick's body was wafting on the air. He trembled whether in fear of want he did not know but he sank backwards, away from Rick and Sam observing worriedly and wondering what was going to happen. "Where's Andy?" Rick quizzed Sam who was slowly coming back to normal. "He's on his way, he had to go to the shops but after having to stay in yesterday when it rained we both wanted to get here early," the boy sat up and blushed a pretty pink, "for, you know our secret club stuff," his voice lowered as he spoke and Charlie had to lean forward to hear him clearly. "And the pool, so we could swim as well," he looked at Rick, "we gonna see you spunk again?" his eye brightened as he asked, the orbs quickly falling to look at Rick's cock which jerked and jolted as he spoke. Rick stroked his fingers up the darker pink shaft, gently easing his foreskin back and forth over his helmet ridge, his cock and shaft gleamed with the sheen of his precum, "Sure thing," he smirked, "You gonna help Charlie do it ain't you sport?" and he wiped his finger across his cock, scooping up a glob of his juice. Sam watched open mouthed as the gleaming finger was rubbed over his lips and then the sweet tasting finger rubbed the tip of his tongue inside his mouth. "Tastes good don't it?" Rick grinned. "Cor! so it does," Sam was enthused and he looked closer at Rick's cock. "Go on kiss it, lick it, get some direct," Rick's whispering urge sent a funny chill run up and down Sam's spine, `but Charlie sucks his willie don't he," he thought and then he bent forward and kissed the swollen bulbous head, licking with the tip of his tongue the bubble of glinting liquid and his face changed as he tasted it properly. "Cor! it's sweet an', an' sort of hot like,' Sam smiled, his lips gleaming with the viscous streaks of Rick's precum. Immediately he bent his head and licked Rick's cockhead, Rick squirming at the wonderful touch of yet another young boy's tongue at his cockslit. "Suck, suck it like a lollypop," Rick bent over Sam whispering urgently in the boy's ear. Sam looked up briefly, glanced at the purple pink bulb and timidly sucked it into his mouth. Although he had sucked Rick's dick before; that had been after his first awesome blowjob that Charlie had given him and he had hardly come down from the special high before Rick was ramming his dick into Timmy's mouth so he did not recall the sweet taste he was now experiencing. Sam remembering all the ways Charlie had licked and sucked his boypricklet slicked and swallowed as his mouth filled with both Rick's bloating helmet and the sugary liquid. Rick picked up Sam's hand and placed it around his shaft, Sam knew what to do as this is also what Charlie had done. It took him some time to get the rhythm but then he was stroking Rick's cockshaft and sucking the head, feeling amazed as he heard and saw the way Rick moaned and twitched in response to what he was doing. `I do that too' he told himself and excited at what he was doing he sucked harder and deeper, Rick's cockhead getting inside his mouth to his gagging point. "Breathe through your nose," Rick suggested and Sam nodded his head slightly, `not an easy thing to do with a dick in your mouth,' he knew about the nose breathing, `my swim coach teaches me that,' he said to himself as he worked out how to breathe through his nose with a fat cockhead filling his mouth. "Charlie come and suck my balls," Rick instructed Charlie who crept in under Sam's kneeling position to reach up and suck Rick's hairy squidgy spheres as he watched Rick's dick slide back and forth in Sam's mouth. Sam bent his head to see what Charlie was doing but it made Rick's cock push inside his mouth in an uncomfortable way, so he returned to his place and just sucked dick. The flow of teen honey dew increased and Sam noticed the flavour was getting more and more saltier, `now that's what I do recall from the first time,' his brain informed him. Suddenly and with no warning that Sam noticed the cockhead swelled and bloated and then his mouth was filled with a heavier liquid. Sam choked, gagged as his mouth filled to overflowing and he jerked his head back, his eyes boggled open as he saw close up the final shooting strands of Rick's sperm, which jumped high in the air before him before falling down. The pearly stringy strands glittered with a brilliant pearlessence in the suns rays before dropping down to land on his face and on his chest, dripping slowly down his body. He went to wipe the gooey streaks but Rick slapped his hand away. "Hey leave it there, that's your badge of honour," Rick stared into Sam's eyes and Sam nodded as though understanding but in truth he did not. Sam looked down at the funny strips and blotches but Rick's words gave him a funny elated feeling so he did what Rick commanded and left the slime trails to evaporate in the heat from the sun, something he noticed they did very quickly. Charlie without being asked or told was already cleaning up Rick's shaft and helmet, Sam could see him swallowing the saltier sperm and slowly Rick's cock flopped, still bloated but no longer stiff. "Well done Sam," Rick leaned over to kiss him and Sam felt a tingle as Rick's lips kissed his and then his tongue pushed inside his mouth. Sam allowed the funny kissing as it made his cocklet tingle excitedly. "Andy's coming," Charlie announced, he was standing up and looking across the open grass. "Alan's with him and look Timmy's just behind," Sam bounced up and down, the pale white cum stripes on his body showing against the ivory pinkness of his natural skin. Rick stood up pulling Charlie with him. Andy came up close and stood just looking, staring at the naked threesome; Alan beside him was eyeing Rick's hanging cock which swung fatly, his balls swaying below the tube of flesh. "Come on guys, shed your clobber," Rick winked and then swivelled his hips so his dick swung back and forth, he watched Alan's eyes follow the dicks arc. Andy simply started to undress and dropped his clothes so they fell on the pile of Sam's. Alan was more tentative but then Timmy came up and seeing what was happening started to remove his shirt. "We gonna get to swim in the pool?" Timmy grinned, he dropped his shorts and briefs in one quick movement, "I only brought a towel, no need for trunks is there," he grinned mischievously and mostly everyone chuckled. "Come on Alan," Rick stepped forward to halt the ten year old moving towards the bushes and tree line, "No need to be shy," he moved close up to Alan and his dick brushed against Alan's tummy. Alan unable to take his eyes away from the soft but still bloated fleshy sausage went red in the face. "Come on guys," Rick cried, "Alan needs help." Sam, the now naked Andy and Timmy darted forward and grabbing Alan from all directions began to pull and yank his clothes off. Charlie stood where he was, whether he liked it or not he was glancing from cocklet to dicklet noticing the difference in his friend's appendages. In his head he was already wondering what Alan's pricklet would be like, the boy had not so far been party to `the club' but Charlie felt sure he would be joining any moment now. "Stop, hey, that's not fair," Alan writhed and rattled under the forceful arms of the three boys. Sam had got his sandals off which had slightly unbalanced him, this allowed Andy to pull up his T-shirt but it was Timmy who made Alan yelp as he dragged down his shorts, tugging the grey off white briefs Alan wore but the rough handling had hurt Alan where the clothing was pulled so quickly his skin flared at the burning rasping. He stood naked before them, his body white and untanned where his skin had not been caught by the sun. Charlie like Rick looked at the boy's treasure. The slim and very pale wrinkled worm that hung over the even more wrinkled boysac was about an inch and a half long, the tip a nest of wrinkles. Rick knew that fear had probably caused Alan's boywinkle to shrink inside but he was sure that Charlie would big it too life. "What do you say gang, `bout time Alan was part of our `secret club'?" Rick shook his hips making his floppy cock bounce and flounce, his balls jumping. "Wh, wh, whaaat, club?" Alan stammered looking from boy to boy and at Rick. He trembled and quivered in concern feeling very vulnerable being naked out in the open, even if everyone else was naked too. "We's got a special club," Sam smirked and tugged at the end of his boypricklet pulling it so that the squidgy crayon lengthened as his foreskin stretched. "You can join, s'easy," Timmy said and cupped his boy treasures in his hand making his dicklet poke out of the fist. "It's fun and makes you feel good," Andy his voice throatily growly, grinned and wobbled his boyprick like Rick did, the slim slightly tanned sliver wafting in the air. "I don't kno," Alan stated to say but Rick intervened. "Andy, Timmy you hold him, Charlie get that mouth of yours working," the teenager folded his arms across his chest and puffed his chest out. Alan stood quivering as the two slightly older boys grabbed him from each side. Shaking he watched as Charlie walked forward and then knelt down before him. "Watch doing?" his voice rose in pitch as Charlie's hand touched his willie, the hand felt odd on his willie, he could not recall anyone touching him there apart from his mother when she washed him in the sink. "Got to keep your creases clean," she would say as she scrubbed the rough flannel around his sensitive parts. "Time the boy learned to wash himself," his father would say if he was present and then go back to studying his paper. Alan holding onto his mother's shoulder as she lathered the flannel and rewashed him between the legs knew not to argue with his mother, she ruled the roost. His younger brother stood waiting, now that Alan had grown bigger he had to wait to be washed in the sink whereas when younger and smaller they would share the hot water, his now would be tepid and he mentally wished his mother would quickly finish with Alan so he could get done too. Alan felt his knees tremble as Charlie's soft touch, so different from his mother's actually felt pleasant. He looked down where he could see Charlie was holding his willie in between his fingers, the rubbing stroking action was sending a tickle start up inside him, `A nice tickle,' Alan thought, `not a giggling, nerve wrangling tickle like when his Uncle would grab him and toss him around in the garden along with his cousins. He liked that, it was fun and he wished his father was more like his Uncle and did that but his father would just sit in his chair and read his newspaper or listen to the radio. Alan twitched as he sensed something was happening, something down below, he leaned his head further down. He could see his willie had grown, got longer and fatter as Charlie rubbed and smoothed his fingers along it. "Nice," he whispered aloud and Charlie grinned as he looked up at him. Alan's mouth dropped open then as Charlie's smiling mouth opened and he sucked his willie right into his mouth. Alan shook, `He's gonna bite it off,' was his terrified thought; then he shivering both with fright and the wonderful warm tingle that floated up from between his legs. He twitched and shook even more as the warmth spread and the tingle became a funny itch, one that Charlie's mouth was managing to scratch but in the most unusual and delightful way. He could actually feel Charlie's tongue pushing at his willie, he knew it was much bigger as he could see it sticking out of Charlie's mouth. As he watched Charlie slid his willie right out and Alan could see the funny flap of skin at the tip had been pushed back, his pink bit of his willie where he peed from was now a darker pink, almost glowing and as Charlie's tongue licked over and across and around the tip Alan shuddered and writhed as the tingle itched all inside him. "Oh," he sighed, his voice soft and moany. He felt the rushing pleasure running around inside him and his eyes flickered as the wonderful sensations overcame his senses, his knees began to buckle. "Grab him," Rick's shout broke through his faint and he felt the hands that gabbed at him on either side, holding him tight and then the amazing hot warmth flared and another wave of deliciousness swung through him. His eyes fluttered again and he breathed slowly. He felt the touch of Charlie's lips against his tummy and looked down. `He's got my willie all the way inside his mouth!' Aland mind exclaimed and the dreadful thought that Charlie might bite it off worried him again and he instinctively tried to move backwards but the intense pleasure was heightened as Charlie sucked harder and fiercer. The enchanting thrill was overwhelming and all thoughts of biting disappeared as his head reeled. Alan felt energised, elevated and his knees twitched strangely, Timmy and Andy held him tight as Rick urged them to `Hold him hard, he could fall' rang in their ear;, they smiled at each other they knew what Alan was going through. Alan twitched and juddered, he felt unable to control his body it seemed to want to move in all directions at once as Charlie's sucking produced wave after wave of the exciting pleasure. Alan after his first frights and despite the uncertainty of his weakened knees began to relish and acceptingly enjoy the special feelings Charlie was giving him. Rick watched closely, he noticed the peaking and pointing of Alan's boy teats, the pinker circle around the nubs, swelling and reddening. His eyes searched down Alan's torso, observing the slight thrusting motion of the boy's hips. `The boy is learning,' he smirked to himself, `this could prove to be an exceptional summer after all. Shame I wasn't sent to stay with my Uncle before," he mused, his thoughts spiralling at the possibilities. Charlie sucked the slim prod of Alan's pricklet, it was fatter in the shaft than the other boys, nowhere near as thick as Rick's and the tip was about the same as the other similar aged boys. It had no juices to give him and once Charlie had sucked off the coaltar soapy taint, Alan's cocklet tasted of nothing much. Charlie concentrated on what he had to do, that was suck Alan off. His tongue slithered across the pulsing tip, he sensed it was its fullest now and he prodded the gaping slit with his tonguetip, Alan immediately grunting and followed this by instinctively thrusting his dicklet inside Charlie's mouth, but as he was used to this Charlie coped with the sudden shoving. Alan gasped and moaned, his whole body felt alive as never before and he jerked and trembled still out of control of his body's action, all he knew was the warm tingle he was experiencing and the electric shock of pleasures that rampaged through him was something he did not want to stop, `never ever,' he promised himself. Charlie bobbed his head back and forth and stroked the chipolata like shaft, he could tell Alan was close even if Alan himself had no idea what was happening. He redoubled his efforts, his head juddered about Alan's cocklet, his mouth and lips and tongue worked furiously to ravish the boyprong that prodded and vibrated in his mouth. Alan shook and trembled and then a strange but somehow familiar feeling started up between his legs. `No, no,' he thought horrified to himself as the tingling mounted. "Stop! Stop!" he shouted attempting to drag himself away from Charlie, "I'm gonna pee," he screamed. End of Part Six To Be Continued...???????????????????????????? (Alan seems glad Charlie is giving it up for him perhaps though Charlie has finished giving it up? What do you think; is it time to for me to give it up or should I carry on? The only way I can tell if you do want more and really want me to continue this story is if you write and tell me or this could really be the end of `Charlie's giving'. So what say you do I give or let Charlie give it up more? Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also remember to make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this and further chapters. All the best, Van T Z Boi) (In response to all those who are interested; the Lost/Rejected stories are still undergoing editing and once they have been posted I will announce the link. The good news is that good ole' nifty have provided copies of `Detained at Daddies' and `Mummy Said' from their records so now I have recovered all the missing stories, so mucho thanks nifty. Sorry I can't be more forthcoming at this time as to when I will be able to post them but please watch this space. Van T Z Boi)