Date: Sat, 03 Jun 2017 11:29:37 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: PLAYING TRAINS PART SIX PLAYING TRAINS PART SIX © Van T Z Boi 2017 (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 like this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read this 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 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) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated and do enjoy your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my story's. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) Archie gasped and then quickly put his hand across his mouth, his nerves were jangling as the unseen voice spoke again, "Come along I can clearly hear you," the dreaded voice was authoritative. Glumly Archie and Andy looked at each other eyes frantic with fear. "We'll have to brave it out," Archie whispered quietly and pulling Andy after him stepped out of the cubicle. Mr Grant the Deputy Headmaster stood in the doorway to the showers, his eyes bright and glinting sharply, his metal tipped shoe tapped against the floor tiles. He surveyed the two teenagers, `What on earth are they up to?' he asked himself, before posing the question out loud. "We wanted to join in the training session," Archie began his voice squeaking slightly with fear and tension, "only we got here too late, Mr Fraser had already taken everyone out onto the field." He stared at Mr Grant, his words and brain failing him at the last moment. "But we got all hot from running here," chimed in Andy, "so we, we," he faltered for a moment faced with Mr Grant's gimlet eyes. "We decided we had to shower sir, cos we got too hot and we know we have to keep ourselves clean so we don't stink sir," Archie's rose to the moment. "Hmm," Mr Grant's toe tapped another beat on the tiles, it echoed hollowly in the tiled shower room. He had his doubts as he looked at the obviously guilty pair, `but guilty of what,' he wondered. The two teenagers were not the sort to get into trouble and whilst he had doubts about the two of them wanting to join voluntarily Mr Fraser's training session, especially on a Monday he had to admit the two looked very hot and sweaty, his eyes roved down their bodies, Archie stood behind Andy now but his teenrod was well deflated now the shock of hearing Mr Grant's voice and the need to come up with an excuse had driven all sexy thoughts well out of his mind and most certainly his cock. Andy was similarly limp and flaccid. "Well, I don't believe a word of it," he glared at them, "I'm sure you two have been `Up To Something,' but what only you and the devil knows," he glowered at them, "but you clearly have been doing some form of exercise and I agree that a shower would be very much warranted. I shall however wait here whilst you bathe; I have a message for Mr Fraser which I shall leave in his office; in the meantime you may continue using the showers." He put down their sighs of relief as being an acceptable response due to the fact that they had clearly been found but not `found out.' Archie pulled Andy back into the cubicle and started the hot water flowing, they made use of the cheap soap that was provided and scrubbed all signs of their sex session and their shock away. Mr Grant returned to stand in the doorway whilst they concluded their scrubbing; the worst thing was having to walk past him naked and dripping to where they had left their clothes. Archie felt Mr Grant's eyes on him as he wrapped the towel he had obtained around him, Andy mortified could only follow along naked and wet. As they hurriedly used the borrowed towel between themselves to dry off, Mr Grant watching intently from the end of the changing room they did not speak. Archie so conscious now of Mr Grant's eyes on him felt his cock thicken and rushed to cover himself up by pulling on his briefs; his legs still damp made the material stick to his skin and he became unbalanced and flopped on the bench; he fell heavily and his naked back was forced into the metal mesh, he groaned and Mr Grant rushed forward worried that the boy had suffered an injury. Archie grimaced at the unexpected pain and opened his eyes to find Mr Grant kneeling down in front of him. "Are you hurt?" Mr Grant asked with obvious concern in his voice but both sets of eyes became distracted by the sight of Archie's teen cock which was rising up thick and fast from his groin, the pink tip already pushing through the foreskin. Mr Grant looked at the thick tube, a different thought crossed his mind and he looked at Andy who was standing there shaking, his eyes too on Archie's engorged teen cock. Mr Grant now had an idea as to what `exercise' the two boys had been up too, `experimenting or was this something more?' he asked himself and considered how this could work to his advantage. He put out his hand and ran a finger up the pink fleshy tube. "I believe you two had a very different `training' exercise in mind," he stated, his Deputy Headmaster voice coming into play, "Am I right?" he looked into Archie's eyes, which told him all he needed to know. "I see," he nodded his head, his hand now curled around Archie's swelling teen rod. "I think a visit to the Headmasters Office and a phone call to your parents is in order," he stated. Neither boy had made any connection with the fact his hand was slowly moving up and down Archie's cock. Archie himself hardy noticed it; his mind was still reeling from the double threat of the Headmaster's Office and worst of all his parents being involved. "Please sir, please sir, no," Andy babbled and he grabbed Mr Grant's arm, "please sir, we won't do it again sir," he sobbed despairingly. Mr Grant now had all the truth he needed. "So what were you doing?" he smirked and pumped his hand up and down on Archie's cock, this time Archie did feel it, the muscular grip was horrifyingly exciting given that it was the Deputy Headmaster that had his dick in his hand, "was this that got you so hot and bothered?" Mr Grant's other hand reached out and grasped Andy's wormy stub, at the touch, Andy gasped as wonder of wonders his limp teen worm began to expand and he felt a similar terrifying delight. Mr Grant gently tugged on Andy's dick so that the boy was brought to sit alongside Archie, both sat immobilised with scared looks on their faces and hot feelings in their balls. "I think we can `cum' to some arrangement about not bringing this to the attention of the headmaster and your parents," Mr Grant smirked again, his hands now very busy. Archie took a deep breath, `Fuck, he wants to wank us off,' his brain realised and he relaxed. He leaned back against the mesh backing and opened his legs slightly allowing Mr Grant greater access and a better view of his teenage treasures. "Its okay Andy Mr Grant just wants to wank us off," Archie grinned at his mate, he had read enough on the internet to know how having a big cock had an effect on people, `just look at the effect on Andy,' he thought. "WHAT!!" Andy's mouth fell open, he was still having difficulty with the prospect of the Headmasters Office and the terrifying prospect of being in trouble with his parents yet again; the drinking fiasco was still a raw memory and the contrast with the erotic sensations he was also experiencing under Mr Grant's caressing hand was so confusing and so, `fuck it, so goooood,' his brain registered. Mr Grant was now in awe of Archie's teen dick; the impressive fleshy lance had expanded and lengthened in his hand and was quickly approaching its full eight hard inches, the soft foreskin was now being stretched and forced down the plump purple pink heart-shaped glans. Mr Grant, despite being a married man with two daughters had his secrets like many people. He had discovered other boys' cocks in his own schooldays and a very horny and randy teenager had been only too willing to educate the `new boy' into the delights of wanking off a rampant teenager. The relationship had continued until Derek now a student had gone off to university and eventually left the area after graduating and getting a good job in a different part of the country. Since then there had been a couple of drunken adventures when he had taken advantage of his peers at some teenage parties plus his roommate at university had after one such drunken episode allowed him the use of his cock when it pleased him which for Mr Grant had turned out to be very often. After university there had been some successful seductions when he had taken a job at a holiday camp, a weekly turnaround of susceptible teenagers had allowed him to indulge his liking of wanking hormonal teenage cock but this was very seasonal and eventually he had entered teacher training college and risen through the ranks to the Deputy Headship. He had met and fallen in love with his wife but the sight of teenage cocks, the softer curly hair, sparse and newly, proudly grown had always sent those special shivers up and down his spine. `there is something so awesome,' he thought and said to himself, `about making a teenager spunk; that invigorating smell of hormonal teenager and the delicate perfume of teen spunk being addictive for him; and he recognised it was an addictive danger for him so he had reigned in his desires. He had been at this school now for some six years and as Deputy no one questioned his appearance in the locker room, he had engineered with the Head's approval to take on the responsibilities of managing the sporting activities and events which could be time consuming, something the Head was very happy to avoid but it gave him unique access to the sight of naked and semi naked teenagers and so far there had been only one boy who had fallen into his clutches, that teenager was now in his final year at university and he had not seen him for over a year, plus the student was now getting too old for his personal tastes. Boosted by the fact had not one but two teenage dicks to play with, he was already working out his daily diary to see where he could fit in the new `special lessons' Archie and Andy would be attending, `especially Archie' he thought as he massaged the soft yet spongy hard mountain of teen todger. Mr Grant was rapidly falling under the spell of the big teen dick. `I'm not a size queen,' he said to himself, `but,' he left the thought unfinished. Archie sighed as he felt the expert ministrations of his Deputy Headmaster, `tossed by the Deputy Head,' he liked the sound of that as he said the phrase over and over in his head; Andy being more hesitant but hormonal nevertheless found himself relaxing and spreading his legs wider as Mr Grant's experienced hand massaged his teen dick. He closed his eyes to try and forget the stern face of the Deputy Headmaster as the newly acquired delights of having someone else's hand wank his teen cock began to fire his inner tingles up. Archie thought much the same but as he watched through close lidded eyes he wondered if Mr Grant could suck cock too, the delicious thought of the Deputy Headmaster walking around school with his teen sperms swimming in his stomach was arousing and he knew Assembly at school would now take on a different slant as he sat looking up from the floor at the tall figure who was now kneeling between his and Andy's legs and yanking on their combined puds. `Fuck he is good too,' Archie's mind noted the fact for future enjoyment. Mr Grant was very much enjoying having two teen cocks to service, his hands worked singly and in unison as they stroked, squeezed rubbed, teased cockslits with fingers, edged cockridges with fingertips and occasionally the edge of his fingernail, this last action caused both Archie and Andy to jerk and moan delightfully as the exquisite joy was mingled with a little pain which to their consternation seemed to add to the pounding passions being evoked. Faster now Mr Grant worked the teenrods, paying close attention to Andy who was clearly writhing on the benchseat and from Mr Grant's experience was close to ejaculation. He sighed deeply as his hand flew up and down Andy's slim shaft, pulling back the foreskin roughly over the angry purple tip and gently squeezing the cockridge as he did so. Andy grunted, jerked up of the wooden bench and sank back against the metal mesh that divided the benchseats as his teen spunk rocketed into the air before splattering down on his naked body, a good dollop coating Mr Grant's hand as he slowed his actions just enough to ensure the teenager's climax lasted those few extra micro seconds that made the orgasm so amazingly memorable. "Oh, fuck sir," Andy grunted oblivious to the fact he had just sworn in front of his Deputy Headmaster, "that was awesome sir," he sank down on his haunches, limp with the effort. Mr Grant slowed his hand to squeeze any last drips out of Andy's slowly deflating rod but concentrated his energies now on Archie's thick teen meat; his adult hand just about met around the round shaft and he altered his grip so that he was just using his fingertips to manipulate the veiny skin up and down, he also hard squeezed the hard cockridge as he passed it; Archie was panting now, his breathing coming in ragged, panting gasps as his balls churned away, his tubes filling with his freshly spawned teen cream. "Fuck, er, uuurgghh, OH FUCK!!!!!!" he yelled as he reached the point of no return, his sperm bulleting from his pulsing cockhead, Mr Grant mistiming his touch just slightly meant that his face received a brief sperm bath as several of the jets plonked right on his nose and cheek, one string coating his thin lips which were compressed with concentration. Mr Grant however knew his stuff and ignored the momentary distraction as he again slowed his fingers to ensure that Archie's memory of the locker room wank would be just as amazingly memorable for him too. "Ogghhh, ohhh, uuurrghhh," Archie could only splutter as Mr Grant jerked the last spits of spunk from his teen cock, it shrank quickly, deflating to its usual state and covered with congealing sticky teen precum and semen. Archie also shrank down within himself as he bleated and whimpered trying to catch his breath. After what seemed an age he sucked in a deep breath and recovering himself sat firm against the mesh netting. "Fuck that was good, so good sir," he sighed and his eyes looked directly at the Deputy Headmaster, both making eye contact and trying to read each other. Mr Grant stood up and picking up the borrowed towel, wiped the combined sperms of the teenagers ejaculate from his hands, he dusted down the knees of his trousers; making a mental note to speak to Mr Fraser about the cleaning of the locker room and stood necessarily dominant above the two teenagers who were now nursing their dicks and balls. "I think another shower is in order," he spoke authoritatively, "come along you two hop to it." Archie and Andy used to obeying such commands staggered to their feet and without protest headed back to the shower cubicles. Mr Grant watched the teenagers as they scrubbed themselves again, he enjoyed seeing the soapy suds slid up and down their bodies as they two unconsciously exhibited themselves for his further enjoyment. He liked the fact that they happily washed each other's back and he noted Andy's hand reaching round to wash `or caress' Archie's cock, `they seem very familiar with each other's bodies,' was his thought inspiring observation. As they finished sluicing he borrowed two clean towels from Mr Fraser's office and handed them one each. "You may borrow these, but I will need them returned to me in my office washed and dried. You can tell your mothers I lent them to you as you had got too sweaty doing a task for me. Is That Clear?" he used his `voice' to underscore his instructions, it also gave him a definite opportunity to see the boys either together or alone where they would, if they did not know it then, come to understand that this was not a once of the wrist event; it would be an ongoing relationship between them, especially `Archie,' the image of the thick teen pole spunking was indelibly impressed on his mind. "Yessir," they chorused together and Mr Grant left them to finish off. Once his metalled footsteps had indicated he was gone from the locker room Archie looked at Andy who was standing looking down at his condensed teenworm. "That was A-A-A-Amazing," he laughed, "fancy getting wanked off by the deputy Head, fuck me what a day this has been." "My dick has shrunk," Andy tugged at the limp lump, "and my balls hurt," he complained. "For fuck's sake Andy, you just got wanked off by the Deputy Headmaster," Archie prodded him in the ribs, "don't you know what that means?" Andy gave him a blank look, "Nah," he shook his head still intent on his floppy worm and even floppier teen balls. "Mate, the Deputy Head, Mr `DO AS I SAY OR IT WILL BE THE WORST FOR YOU' Grant had just played with our dicks and tugged us off, fuck it mate, we've got him by the balls just as much as he played with ours," Archie rubbed his hands together with glee at the possibilities. "Mum is going to be mad about having to wash this tonight?" Andy held up the damp towel. Archie just looked at his mate, `Where the fuck is his brain,' he thought. As they made their way out to the playground for the last fifteen minutes left of the dinner break Andy suddenly stopped in mind stride and turned his terrified face towards Archie. "Arch, Arch," he went white as a sheet and was gasping, "We just got tossed off by the Deputy Headmaster," he gripped Archie's arm making his friend wince. "At last the penny has dropped," Archie shook Andy's tightly gripping hand off his arm and playfully slapped him on the back, then he rubbed his arm where it ached from Andy's vicelike gabbing.. "Fuck I wonder what will happen to us?" Andy mused as he rubbed his own hand, his own clenching grip being the cause of the ache in his hand. Archie closed the front door behind him and dumped his schoolbag by the coat stand; he headed for the kitchen more than ready for a sandwich and cold glass of milk. `Fuck my balls still ache from that wank Mr Grant gave me,' he thought as he stepped into the kitchen. He had not seen Andy since afternoon break, they had mooched around the playground talking quietly together about what had happened and had discussed what could be the result of being tossed off by the Deputy Headmaster. "It's not the sort of thing we can talk about with our mates," Andy said and then the bell went and as they had different classes they headed into school towards different classrooms, both were still very much intrigued about the future. Once school had finished for the day Archie had walked home with Ritchie, he had not seen Andy and in any case they took different routes home unless playing football in the park however both were on strict instructions to get home as soon as school was over. Ritchie sympathised about the grounding but he had his own considerations. "But perhaps I can still come over for help with my History essay?" he often came over for help with his homework and this was paramount for him as he did not want to fail and have to face his father yet again. "I'm grounded so I won't be going anywhere but I'll check with mum and ring you," Archie promised, they split at the end of his street as Ritchie walked on to his house. As Archie entered the kitchen his mother came in from the garden, they looked at each other. "Where is it?" his mother asked him. "Huh?" was all Archie could muster. "Mr Grant phoned me" she said, "whilst I am very happy that you were so helpful to him, it will not affect your grounding, but I need to wash the school towel and get it dry for you to take in tomorrow," she held out her hand. Archie retrieved the towel from his bag, it was already starting to smell and he handed it over and then checked himself, "Er mum,?" he stuttered a bit, his mother turned to look at him, "er, Ritchie wants help with his homework, is it okay if he comes over. I said I'd give him a ring to let him know what you said?" "Your grounding doesn't affect helping Ritchie with his homework, he usually comes here for that anyway, but if you have to leave the house for any reason then you need permission," his mother obviously still annoyed with him shoved the towel in the washer along with some other clothes and got on with preparing dinner. Archie was about to grab his sandwich and milk and head off to his room when he decided it might be better to sit and eat in the kitchen. Once he was finished for the first time without being asked he rinsed the glass and the plate under the tap and left them on the drainer. He rang Ritchie. "Mum says its' okay for homework, I'm just grounded for everything else," he moaned into the phone. "See ya later then," Ritchie rang off leaving Archie looking at the blank receiver Archie tried to settle but he was out of sorts, the grounding meant he had been unable to have a kickaround after school; coming straight home meant he was full of unused energy. He tried to settle but could not sit for long before his messed up state of mind agitated him, his restlessness also irritated his mother and finally she called him in from the garden where he had been kicking his heels at the lawn. "For Goodness Sake," she glared at him, "change into your running stuff and go for a run, get rid of that attitude of yours; you can run to Angela's and back. I'm fed up with your mooching and moaning. I've spoken to her and told her so don't go looking for sympathy. She'll give me two rings when you get there so I'll know you haven't gone off to meet anybody else. Once you've run off your anger you can stop. You know what time dinner is," she was still thin lipped. "Yes mum, sorry mum," Archie plodded upstairs. He set off to run the short distance; the steady pumping of his blood around his body as he ran slowly improved his mood. He ran without thinking, the physical activity raised his endorphins and he began to feel both mentally and bodily better and he had to agree with his mother, `less angry'. At Angela's he was surprised to see Robin by the gate and then he saw the Robin had his bike with him. Angela waved from the front door. "Mum says I can ride my bike with you," Robin grinned and rode beside Archie as he ran back to his house. Archie set a pace that Robin could cope with and they panted along together. It wasn't until the third cycle that Archie felt his balls tightening and his cock swelling. He found himself looking sideways as Robin pedalled his bike, his eye drawn to the boys' mouth as he imagined it once again locked around his dick and sucking hard. Robin's eyes caught him looking. "You want me to suck your willie now?" his tone was hopeful, "I can see your getting large again," he added shyly, "I've been watching you." "But there's no time," Archie panted as he kept his pace even. "We can go to the tree like last time," Robin grinned ignoring Archie's protest. He rode off and Archie hurried to keep up. Robin turned off the road and down the footpath, at that time the path was deserted so he quickly slid his bike behind the tree against the wall. Archie panted up, his shorts now tented in expectation, all thoughts only concentrated on getting his dick sucked. He leaned against the tree positioning himself so he could see down the path; Robin knelt before him and dragged his shorts down without thinking. Archie groaned and gasped as his erect teenrod was bent the wrong way and then as it was freed it flopped upwards and slapped against his belly, the flat sound of spongy dick hitting taut skin sounding very loud in his ears. Agonised he hurriedly looked both ways and then grunted as familiar warmth enclosed his cockhead and an even familiar touch as Robin's tongue worked his foreskin downwards followed by the rough texture rasping against his glans; his nerves commenced spinning and itching with teenage lustiness. Robin's head bobbed back and forth, he was already swallowing the copious sweet teen juices and squeezing the furry balls with his hands to force them to produce even more. Archie his head switching from side to side; part of his brain allowing him to keep watch on the empty footpath, relaxed against the tree trunk; oblivious of the rough bark as it protruded though his running vest he was simply enjoying being sucked. His balls might ache still from what Mr Grant had done but his cockhead ignored all the twinges as it sought the deeper recesses of Robin's mouth; the boy working the plum shaped head between his right cheek and his teeth and then sliding it to do the same on the other side. Archie could only clench his hands into fists at the exquisite torturing pleasure as his glans was lightly grated between the smooth teeth and the satiny wet moistness of the inner cheeks. As his cock was moved from side to side the tip and the lips of his cockslit were rubbed by the hard enamel of Robin's front teeth, again the amazing pain pleasure sending seriously chilling thrills racing up and down his spine and beyond. Needing to stretch his legs Archie worked his shorts off one foot so he could spread his legs wider and he put his hand on Robin's head to steady him as he worked his hips, slowly fucking the sucking mouth. `Fuck this feels so good, how is it that it always feels so good,' he half thought as he felt his balls twitch, the approaching sign of delirious releasing desire. Robin also sensing what was about to happen worked his mouth and tongue and hands faster and faster, he could tell by the salty taste that Archie's other stuff was coming and he sucked and sucked and rubbed and rubbed and then; Archie groaned and jerked his hips; Robin felt the swelling of the cockhead in his mouth and he closed his lips around the shaft, sealing them with his fingers. His cheeks billowed slightly as his mouth was filled with the salty mixture. He sensed the creamy texture coating his tongue before he swallowed several times until his mouth was empty apart from the slight dribble still oozing from Archie's cockslit. Archie grunted; he was half bent over Robin's head and had to force himself to slide his cock out of the boys' mouth as Robin was still sucking away. "Gotta stop, gotta go, will be in trouble," he twisted his hips sideways pulling his slopping wet shaft away from Robin's lips. He dragged his shorts up and looked at his watch, "Fuck look at the time. I'm in so much trouble," he looked down at Robin still on his knees his own little shorts tenting slightly. Robin's lips were shiny wet with spit and cum and there was a slime trail on his face where Archie had dragged his teendick away from his mouth. All Archie wanted to do was to put his cock back in the hot mouth and let the boy do it all over again and his cock thickened and pulsed inside his shorts as he thought the thought. The thought of what his mother would say if he was late however brought him back to earth and his teen rod deflated just as quick. "Come on we have to hurry," he said and he pulled Robin to his feet and reached for the bike. The two hurried down the path and back onto the road, Archie led the way but had to keep looking back for Robin. As they came up to Robin's road he looked over his shoulder to see Robin standing by the pavement. `Now what,' he agonised again checking his watch and ran back to where Robin was waiting. "What's the," he began but Robin cut him short. "The bike chain, my bike chain," he tugged at Archie's hand. "But there's nothing wrong with," Archie said and then the penny dropped, he squatted down and eased the chain of the sprocket and so that it hung down. "Well done," he beamed at Robin and working the grease and oil from the chain onto his hands, touched him on both cheeks leaving oily smudges. Together they walked the sort distance down the road to Robin's house, Archie wheeling the bike, the chain clanging and rattling as they walked. "Oh goodness," Angela cried as she saw they come up the path. "I was just about to ring your mother to find out where you were." "Sorry Angela but I couldn't fix it, Robin must have knocked it somehow," Archie held out his greasy hands, "I'll take the bike to the garage and sort out the chain, I'm sure there's tools there I can use." "Of course, of course, just let me open the door for you. Martin will not want any greasy marks on the handle," Angela disappeared and came back with the key and pulled up the shutter so Archie could get in. "Go out through the back and I'll leave a towel for you to use. I've got some old ones Martin uses when he does any dirty work." Archie slowly replaced the chain and checked it, 'That's safe and secure again,' he said to himself as he spun the pedals making sure that there had been no damage to the chain, he also added more lubrication just to make sure. He stepped through the back door of the garage which Angela had left open for him. "I've phoned your mother to say why you've been delayed," Angela said, "now just pop upstairs and wash that muck of you. Robin's already there; here take these old towels to use and please bring them back down so I can put them straight in the wash, they can't go in the laundry basket with the other towels; that grease will mark something awful." Archie removed his trainers with his heels just in case they had oil on them and swiftly rushed upstairs. Robin was making his usual mess by the sink and moved over to make room for Archie. "That was a good idea of yours," Archie grinned as he covered his hands with the soap and began to scrub the muck off. "I could ask mum if I could ride with you every day when you run," Robin giggled, "we could ask if we could go down by the park, less cars and less danger and best of all it would take longer," he added, "we can't use the chain trick again that often." Archie was thinking about Robin's suggestion when the bathroom door opened and Marty marched in. "Mum said you were here," he marched straight up the Archie and pulled down his shorts. Archie his hands still wet and covered in soapy suds was helpless as Marty knelt down and sucked his limp teendick into his mouth. In micro seconds Archie was once again fully hard and grabbing the side of the sink as Marty's mouth sucked him like a vacuum cleaner. `oh fuck he must love his lollipops,' Archie thought as he felt the boy sucking him deep and hard. The five year olds tiny tongue flicked over is cockslit, delving into the gap and spicing up his pleasure. Marty was just like his brother in happily swallowing the sweet precum, he savoured the sugary salty liquid, his young throat swallowing fast as the teen cock in his mouth spilled the teenjuice from the pulsing cockslit. Archie was bent over now, his hands grabbing the edge of the sink and his face in the bowl as he gasped and panted with the hot speed of Marty's young vacuuming mouth. A giggling Robin was standing by the door watching and listening in case his mother called or came up the stairs. Marty wrapped his hand tight around Archie's teenmeat shaft, his grip was strong and squeezing and Archie groaned as his body was wracked with more and more pleasure, his balls ached and his cock throbbed and pulsated as Robin's younger brother almost swallowed the tip of his dick. "Gnngghhh uurrgghh ooohhhhh fffffffffffffkk," Archie bleated into the sink as his cock spurted once more; his warm teen seed only getting even more hotter as it was swallowed straight down into Marty's stomach. "Boys what's taking so long?" Angela's voice floated irritated up the stairs. Marty wiped his mouth on his hand and licked up the slimy globules and blowing a kiss left the bathroom. Archie hustled to get rid of the greasy soapy suds, sluiced the sink round and then tripped over his feet as his shorts were still around his ankles, he went down with a `THUMP!'. "WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON UP THERE?" Angela's yell was followed by the hurried stomping of her feet on the stairs. Archie panicking dragged his shorts up and Robin threw the towels at him. He sat there wiping his hands as Angela appeared; concern showing on her face. "Sorry Angela," Archie held up the now soggy sudsy grimy smeared towels, "I fell over them when I turned round, soap was in my eyes and I couldn't see, sorry." "Well as long as you're all right," she sighed with relief. "I better go," Archie stood up. "See you tomorrow Archie," called Robin. "Er, yes, er, bye, Robin, bye Angela, I'll take the towels downstairs for you, er thanks," Archie moved towards the door. "Yes, er, thank you Archie," Angela was still flustered, "I phoned your mother so she knows your running late but she said something about dinner." "Yeah I'd better make tracks, so, er, well thanks again for everything," Archie grabbed the towels up and headed home. Behind him he could hear Angela asking Robin about, "What do you mean tomorrow?" He raced home. He was just in time to quickly shower and sit down in clean top and shorts if a little damp. His mother was still tight lipped. Archie sat at his desk in his room, his schoolwork spread out over the tabletop. From time to time he moved his teendick which continued to trouble him. He desperately tried to concentrate on his studying but his cock kept pulsing and throbbing as mental images of what had happened that day came flooding back into his head. Images of Andy's hand, Mr Grant's hand, Robin's mouth and Marty's sucking all floated around in front of his eyes. "Fuck it," he swore and standing up slid his shorts down and off, freed now his cock pulsed in the breeze but at least it wasn't making things worse by rubbing up against any confining material. Sighing Archie sat back down, `this is actually easier,' he decided as he allowed his cock to flop where it wanted. He managed to start writing his essay, dimly he heard the house phone go but he wasn't called so he knew it wasn't for him. He bent his head to his books. He half heard the steps on the stairs but he was concentrating on the printed words. The door to his bedroom opened. `Oh must be Ritchie,' was his thought, he was due sometime and he turned his head surprised to find Andy closing the bedroom door. "Andy?" Archie was confused. "I told mum I needed your help with my homework," Andy slung his backpack on the floor, "so she phoned your mum but really I have to tell you what happened at school. It was the only way I could get over as mum is still mad at me." "Mine too," Archie turned around in his chair, his rising teen dick pointing in the air. "Well I was," Andy began and then he caught sight of Archie's thick teenmeat, "Oh your hard already. Man even after what happened today," he stepped forward and sank to his knees, his mouth closed over the hard and throbbing spongy head and he sucked it with quick movements. Archie moaned and his hand stroked Andy's head. He leaned back in his chair and spread his legs wide as his mate sucked his teenrod, licking up and down the shaft and tonguing his balls. He knocked against the desk. Andy stood up, his hands unbuttoning his shirt with one hand whilst the other tugged his shorts down. "Let's get on your bed," he said his voice thick with lust. Archie noted Andy's cock was also hot and dripping and he felt a surge of hot desire punch inside him, his T-Shirt followed his shorts and both removed their socks and stood naked for one moment studying each other and then they climbed on the bed. Archie's arms closed around Andy's back as they kissed heavily, tongues duelling and lips kissing. Andy kissed down Archie's body, nipping and sucking at his nubs, his ribs, his six pack and then settled on the thick teenmeat that jutted hard and drooling from Archie's groin. He laid down between Archie's spread legs and took up his position sucking the teenpole. Intent on what they were doing they never heard the door opening. "What the fuck?" Ritchie's horrified whisper stopped them cold. End of Part Six To be continued ............. (Whoops poor Archie been caught for the second time in a day. What will Ritchie say, what will he do? 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