Date: Sat, 21 Nov 2015 17:20:06 +0000 From: niftyaccount27@yahoo.com Subject: New life with Denholm- submission 11 Hello readers. Again, I apologise for these episodes being produced so slowly but my work keeps me too busy for me to write more. I intended to write over last weekend but events on the Friday regarding Paris took my attention away from writing. Also, please don't forget to donate to nifty to keep these stories free to use for people such as yourselves. Please don't hesitate to email me at niftyaccount27@yahoo.com to give criticisms or advice on future chapters. I'm open to ideas and thoughts. Thanks. ----------- From last chapter: "My turn tonight though." Matty pointed out, moving closer to me as if he were claiming me as his own. "Then it's my turn.." Sam responded. "Turn?" I asked, laughing at the implication that I was being considered as an object passed around the three of them. "Denholm, you wanting a 'turn'?" I asked, Receiving a laugh from each of them. "You belong to me anyway, I can use you when I want." He joked, with an evil grin, moving away from the serious nature of the previous conversation. We carried on talking for about half an hour until we'd finished eating, then Matty and Sam offered to wash up, with Sam making sure to tell me with a menacing look, "make sure you're ready when we get upstairs." --------- As Denholm and I reached the third floor, I stopped him, reaching out to his hand and facing him. "You never told me you were bullied. You want to talk about it?" He looked up hesitantly, clearly not wanting to go into it. "Maybe another time. But I'm fine." "Sure?" "Yeah, come on, we have to get ready." He responded with a dubious smile. I had no idea what was going to happen that night, but a part of me suspected him and the others had been planning for it, and were eager to start. It was only eight o'clock, and I wasn't expecting the twins to go to bed any time soon, given they'd be leaving the next day. I sat on the bed while Denholm moved about the room, grabbing towels from the bathroom along with moisturiser. He also opened the window, which was a good idea since it was the middle of summer, making the whole house, the top floor in particular, really warm. As he opened the window a small gust of wind stroked his face, causing his hair to flutter and his eyes to blink. The sunset was visible from the window he was standing at, creating a radiating glow in the room and a slight silhouette of Denholm on the carpet between us. In that moment I didn't think I'd seen anything closer to perfection. I felt the urge to take a picture on my phone and take a picture, (typical example of my generation) but thought against it, opting instead to savour the moment and take it all in. He turned around as I gazed at him warmly, Our eyes now fixed on each other. He then walked slowly over to where I was sat on the bed, and climbed onto my lap facing me, his knees on the bed either side of me, retaining eye contact as he moved. Our foreheads touched gently, with breath from his nose passing slowly between us. He grabbed both of my hands and locked his fingers around mine, bringing my right hand up, kissing the remnants of the scared knuckles. He noticed the writing on my hand, the number that this Jordan kid had given me. "You leave for a few hours and people are giving you their numbers aay?" He said with a grin. I smiled at his implication, then said, "Actually this ones for you." Which received a confused look from him. "I met someone your age on the bus today, he's going to be in your year group when you go back to school. He says if you want to go out with him and his friends you're welcome to." "How did he know who I was?" He asked, worryingly. "The principle told everyone that someone was joining the school. They don't know what happened, don't worry." He sighed, clearly relieved. Then paused again, before finding my line of sight, "Do I tell them I'm gay... or should I keep it from them?" "Tell them if you want to. You've got nothing to be ashamed about. But if anything happens like it did at your last school, you've got to tell me, and I'll handle it. Okay?" "Yeah... But I think I might keep it to myself for a bit. It's just going to make it harder to fit in if they find out." I nodded understandingly, "Well, by what I've seen of Jordan, he's alright. Just stick with them, and they'll be fine with you." I took his phone from the bed next to us, and put Jordan's number in the contacts. "Maybe text him later, ask to go out someday?" "I will. Thanks for this." Moments later, the unmistakable sound of excited footsteps pounded the stairs until the twins barged in, already topless. Here we go... "Wooooah you weren't supposed to start yet." Matty said, looking over at Denholm sitting on my lap. "Don't worry, he's all yours for now." Denholm responded. "Thanks..." I laughed. "Right! Everyone get your clothes off!" Sam demanded, attempting to take charge. "Matty you're with James first and Denholm you're with me. Then we'll swap after." I glanced over at Matty who responded with a smirk, as he walked over to me, grabbing my hand an pulling me over to the bed. We stood at the side, I found his cock and began stroking it, lightly gripping the soft flesh of his foreskin. Matty managed to do the same to me, before pushing me onto the bed. He then climbed on after me, draping his upper body above me with his legs either side of my head, his balls inches from my face. The next thing I felt was the warmth of his mouth encompassing my cock head. Looking over at Denholm, he rolled his eyes at matty's eagerness, before Sam asked him if he wanted to suck him first. He agreed and knelt down and got to work on Sam immediately, looking at me seductively as he devoured inch by inch of Sam's swelling member. Overcome by the feeling of my dick being swallowed by his warm, moist mouth, I slammed my head into the pillow and quietly said, "Ohh god Matty." as I relaxed my muscles and moved into a more comfortable position. He moved his head up and down, his tongue working the head at any opportunity. I felt his hand move from the base and down to cup my balls, sliding his warm fingers between them, causing me to shiver. He then stopped sucking, and instead opted to lick every inch of me, as I put my hand out and rubbed along his rib cage, down on to his butt and back up again. Fuck his ass was nice. It wasn't as 'bubble' like as Denholms, but nevertheless it was smooth and perfectly shaped, with dimples on each cheek. I couldn't complain about my view, as I looked up to see Matty's cock hanging above me, tempting me to take it into my mouth. I did just that, and reached up with my left hand, pulling the tip to my lips, as a string of precum dragged across my chin. He began interchanging his motions, sucking, then licking, then back to sucking again. I did the same with his dick, taking time to drape my tongue across the seam connecting his balls to his hole, causing him to moan. I was going to explode if he kept sucking, and thought it would be too soon to do so, so stopped him gently by sitting up slightly and pulling his shoulders back. He wiped a small amount of precum from his lips and said "aww man, I could suck that all day," he moaned as he climbed off me and lay next to me. "What next?" Before I could answer, Sam interrupted, "James? Will you show me how to fuck Denholm?" I turned around to face him and Denholm, who were now stood next to the bed. "Yeah if that's what you both want. Denholm lie down on your back, and I'll show him what to do." He nodded, but gave me a look of 'are you sure?' I nodded back inconspicuously, before shifting along to give them enough room on the bed. I grabbed the bottle of moisturiser that Denholm had brought in earlier, and squirted a generous amount onto my left hand. I reached down to Sam's already wet cock, and began stroking and covering it with a layer of the cold, thick liquid. "Fuck that's cold." He said, pulling back in reaction. "It'll soon warm up." I winked, before squirting another load onto my index and middle finger and directing them towards Demholm's cheeks which he'd conveniently raised from the bed. He too shivered from the coldness as I began gently massaging his hole, pushing slightly to coat his insides with moisturiser. I handed the tube to Sam and asked if he wanted to try, which he eagerly agreed to, as he copied my actions and quickly inserted his two fingers into Denholm, who winced slightly, before telling Sam to slow down a little. "You've got plenty of time Sam!" I laughed, as he slowed down. When I noticed he'd managed to reach up to his last knuckle, I said, "If Denholm's ready, try and do the same with your dick, just not too fast remember." He complied, and positioned himself so his thighs were touching Denholm's cheeks, and his tip resting in his ass crack. He held the base of his cock, and aimed it at the opening. I thought the look of concentration on his face was quite funny, and it was nice to see Sam acting not so confidently. I almost questioned whether it was actually him or Matty, causing me to look over my shoulder to find Matty, who was mesmerised by watching what was unfolding in front of him. Sam's tongue began sticking out, as he became frustrated that he couldn't accurately find Denholm's hole. "Don't worry, it's hard the first time." I said, before asking, "want me to put it in?" He agreed and moved his hands onto Denholm's thighs as I reached in to direct him in the right place. Denholm sighed as Sam's cock head touched his hole and moaned, "that's it" "Now push slowly." I said, moving my hand away from the action. I couldn't see how far he was at this point, but Denholm's reaction assured me he was doing fine. I seemed to be caught in a trance at what was happening. I was unbelievably turned on by seeing Denholm being fucked by Sam, a little jealous, I'll admit, but certainly turned on. I'd completely forgotten about Matty, who by this point was also staring at his brother slowly humping with his eyes closed, his breath increasingly deepening. I looked over at him, and asked what he wanted to do. "I'll have what Denholm's having." He said with a persuasive smile. "What? Really?" "Yeah. Just go slowly. I've never done anything like this before." He then grabbed the moisturiser and told me to open my palm, before squiring some on my hand and his own, allowing me to cover my own swelling cock, which in all honesty, was lubed up well enough already. He reached behind and began stroking his own hole, his eyes shut as he pushed his fingers in deeper and deeper. "Turn around" I suggested. He did so, lying face down on the bed next to Denholm, who looked over and smiled, his face plastered with pleasure. "I'm going to go in slowly, tell me if it hurts too much okay?" "Okay." For the next few minutes, I gradually pushed myself into him, inch by inch, until my cock was completely engulfed in Matty's tight asshole. "How's that?" I didn't get a reply as such, rather a few moans of pleasure or pain, I couldn't tell the difference. "Is it hurting?" I received a verbal response this time, although it was still hard to hear him as he muttered, "It's so good, mmm move about more." I did as he asked, and slowly pulled out again, my dick reemerging gradually. I pushed back again, this time a little quicker than the last time, and did this several times until I'd picked up to a pace similar to Sam's own thrusts into Denholm. A few minutes later, Sam said he was about to cum, and told Denholm to get ready. This made myself and Matty open our eyes, neither of us wanting to miss it. "Clench your butt muscles Denholm" I said, causing him to open his eyes and faintly nod. He must have listened to me, as Sam said seconds later , "Jesus fuck me that's tight." His eyes now forced shut, and his eyebrows raised in a dream-like state of pleasure. "Mmmmhh ahhhh." He blurted out, followed by a few, long thrusts, before pulling out and collapsing on the bed, in the small gap between Denholm and Matty. This took me over the edge, but before I could stop myself, my body took over and I too squirted, what I felt, was at least 4 loads of cum into Matty. "Shiiit man...." I sighed. "Sorry I didn't warn you. I wasn't planning on doing that so soon." I pulled out, and Matty turned around, pulling me back onto him, this time chest to chest. "That was one of the best feelings I've ever had." He said, his eyes still half shut. "And it feels nice having your cum inside and of me. When will it come out?" I laughed at his last comment, before telling him gravity would sort that out. I then rolled over to the edge of the bed, so we were all lying side by side. We lay there exhausted, facing the ceiling and breathing heavily. We must have all fallen asleep because about an hour later, I woke up and we were all in exactly the same position as we'd been in beforehand. I sat up to check what time it was; 9 o'clock. My movement seemed to wake Sam, who also sat up and them announced with a devious grin, "Time for round two." To be continued... --------- End of chapter 11.