Date: Sun, 21 May 2006 00:09:17 +0000 From: fat uk Subject: rugby boys part 4 Usual stuff. Do not read if you are not old enough. Contains strong adult language and graphic descriptions of sex between young males. If offended, please leave. Please, do not distribute in any way without my permission first. Please give feedback and enjoy the story, cheers. All y stories can be found on my website at www.chubstories.byethost7.com Rugby boys part 4. The scene was incredible to watch as I sat next to Darren. There were boys sucking and fucking all over the two beds Darren and I had pushed together. Many more were watching at the foot of it too, all eager to join in, still naked after leaving the shower. I was looking at the now wet and gaping hole of Tyrone, which was getting ready to take Mike's large penis. Mike pushed the oozing head of his cock against Tyrone's cunt and began to ease his way inside as Tyrone gasped and groaned. He had his eyes closed and his face was screwed up as if trying to force out a shit, but his sounds made sure we knew he loved it. I could feel Darren, who was still hot and sweaty after his fuck, next to me, look watching too as the 8 inch cock was now half way in. The licking and prodding of Mike's tongue between the large globes of Tyrone's arse seemed to have done a very good job of lubing the entrance. Mike's cock seemed to have little trouble pushing its way in. After several minutes of watching Mike's arse gyrate back and forth, and Alan's cock move in and out of Tyrone's mouth, my hard on came back. I grabbed Darren's hand and moved it to my crotch. He smiled at me and began rubbing his palm over my cock, which was still slick from fucking in the orgy. It was unceremonious. Darren beat my meat until I came, while I watched the mass of bodies fucking on the bed. I came after Tyrone was filled with Mike's sperm. Both of them stayed connected for a minute, just breathing heavily. Tyrone was stroking his cock with one hand while rubbing his nipple with the other. He came in his hand and rubbed it all over his balls and belly. I began to wonder how I could get my cock between his large buns and into his anus. Alan finally came in Tyrone's mouth, who swallowed the load willingly, seeming to enjoy it incredibly. I wondered if he was gay too, like me and Darren, or just enjoyed the sex, no matter what gender it was with. I would have to ask him sometime. The boys eventually came and left the bed for their own, allowing me and Darren to get into our on, which was soaking with sweat and cum. I got up and went to the cupboard at the end of the corridor for fresh blankets and put them on the bed. Darren crawled towards me as I got under the covers and began kissing my neck. I put my right arm underneath his shoulders and pulled him tightly towards me. Shortly afterwards, I looked around the room. The light was still on and no one seemed to be making a move to do so. I could see Tyrone was asleep, exhausted from his sex with Mike; the twins were talking in whispers with Jake who was n the bed next to them; and other beds were filled with either sleeping occupants or whispering couples. I heard Darren snoring softly next to me, and decided to join him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The rest of the vacation went by quickly, amidst the regular games of Rugby, trips to local spots and the bed hopping in the evening. On the last day, Darren and I were getting breakfast in the cabin near the entrance to the camp. The food was usually miserable, you either had a small bowl of cereal with warm milk or some under-cooked sausages and tomatoes from a can with soggy bread. Today though, the food was not of the best quality, but the range had certainly increased, and you could get whatever you wanted. The rugby team stacked their plates high with sausages, eggs, bacon, beans, mushrooms and toast, while the girls stayed with cereal. Why do girls think being thin is so important? I'd rather hug a chubby guy any day. Darren, Spliff, Alan and I sat on the table at the back of the cabin as usual. Jake's chair was empty though. "Where the hell is Jake?" Alan asked. "Talking with Sophie Potter. He thinks she'll let him fuck her if he pesters her enough" Spliff replied. I scanned the room with the others and spotted Jake waiting in line next to Sophie. She seemed uninterested in what he was saying, but he kept talking regardless. Sophie's two friends looked annoyed at Jake's intrusion, and gave us a dirty look when they saw the four of us watching them. We turned back to our food, grinning at each other. "Does he seriously think he stands a chance?" I asked. "Well, James" Spliff said in a posh London accent, probably trying to sound like Sherlock Holmes, "it can be deduced from his relentless talking; ignorance of her facial expression and demeanour; and the fact that Ms. Potter's friends are now looking at him with fire in their eyes and postures that lead me to surmise they are ready to throw him to the floor and gouge his eyes out, that he has now fucking clue" "Where you learn big words like 'surmise' and 'deduce' from?" Asked Alan with a grin. Still in his accent, "My dear Alan, because one chooses to not do his English essays does not mean one can not do it" "Touché" said Alan. "What that mean?" "You piss taking bastard," Alan said with a shake of his head. Spliff looked rather pleased with himself. "Shut up, looks like Jake has finally got the message" Darren hissed to us. Jake walked towards us with his plate and sat down without saying anything. He looked miserable. I knew the guys would be ruthless with him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We climbed on to the bus after breakfast. Jake was still getting ribbed by the lads. Even Darren was taking part. We climbed aboard and went to the back of the coach before anyone could take them. "So, you think she is coming round?" Alan asked Jake. "Just shut up will you?" "She looked like she was to me" Darren said. "You can shut the fuck up as well" We all started giggling, but decided to lave him alone as the bus started filling up. the girls were taking forever to get all their bags on the coach, each having to bring at least two cases each. We left the camp and started home to Manchester, not too soon either as it started raining heavily. The journey was uneventful, except Tyrone invited the team to his 13th birthday party on Saturday. He said there would be some beer at his house, but that we should still bring our own as it would probably get drunk pretty quickly. I still couldn't believe he was just 13 with such a big dick and full pubic bush. We arrived back at school around noon, and my mum was waiting for me. She hugged me as I got off the coach and told me my dad couldn't make it as he was working. My mum was a short lady, probably where I got my height from, but I got my hair and body from my dad. My mum was a very sweet woman and would always make sure I was happy. She did spoil me a bit. Darren's mum was there too. She looked happy to see him but upset too. Darren hugged her then spoke to her for a minute. He came over to where I was watching him when she went to get his case too. "Your mum alright?" I asked. "Don't know. She says she needs to talk to me at home." "Wonder what it is" "No idea," he said, "that's all she said. Will tell you later. Can I come to your house tonight?" "Of course! You don't have to ask" I said, then said more quietly, "you're too cute to turn down" He grinned sheepishly. I wanted to hug him but could not with everyone around. My mum came back and said hello to him. I realised she had not met him yet, so introduced them to each other. "You have a good time Darren?" My mum asked. "Yes, Mrs. Cooper. Was a lot of fun!" He replied. "Well," my mum said, turning to me, "we best get going; the chip shop shuts in 10 minutes. You can get whatever you want" "Cool" I said, "Can Darren come round tonight?" "Of course, as long as his mum agrees" We said our goodbyes and walked across the car park to our car. I saw Darren get into a taxi with his mum. I figured the car must be with his dad. We left the school grounds and went to the chip shop. I was still hungry, despite the large breakfast, and got fish, chips and mushy peas with gravy. My mum the same. We ate them at home while she asked about the holiday, what I had done, where we had been, the usual stuff. I neglected to tell her about the team all fucking each other. After we ate, my mum started unpacking my suitcase so she could find what clothes needed washing, while I read the paper. I always read the paper, since I was 6, though it was not 'The Independent' as it was now. I didn't understand all the words back then, so my mum started buying 'The Sun' until I could read the broadsheets. It used to drive my dad mad as he would find his paper all screwed up when he came to read it himself. I soon came distracted from the paper when my mum asked me a question. I turned around to see what she was asking me about when I saw her holding up a large pair of blue boxers. They weren't mine. "Who's are these?" she asked. "Must be Darren's" I replied, "must have picked them up by mistake. he was in the bed next to mine" I grabbed them from her, saying I would give them back when he came round. She told me not to be ridiculous, that she would wash them first, but I had other ideas. I told some lie about him being allergic to fabric softener and ran upstairs with them. When I got to my room, I locked the door and jumped on the bed. I took a big sniff of the boxers. They were a bit sweaty and had a cum stain in them, so it smelled of his cock and balls. reached in to my pants and began rubbing my dick. It began to grow in my hands, so I undid my belt, lifted my arse off the bed so I could get my pants and boxers down, and began stroking my cock slowly until it was hard. It didn't take long. I took another big sniff of the boxers. I reached under my bed and found the jar of Vaseline I kept there, and put a wad of it in my hand and ran it along my stiff 4 and half inch cock. I pushed my finger under my foreskin and rubbed the sensitive head, making my knees jerk. I imagined Darren's stocky body next to me, his 5 inch cock in my mouth as I used my hands to explore his magnificent body. After 5 minutes of stroking my dick, I cummed hard in to the boxers, adding my smell to them. I squirted long strings of cum about 5 times. I got up off bed and went to the bathroom, my pants still round my chunky thighs, and washed my hands and dick clean. I decided to take a bath; I reeked of cum and was a bit sweaty from my wank. I put the plug in the bath and turned both taps on. I returned to my room and put the boxers under my pillow and stripped off. I noticed a bit of cum on my t-shirt, so decided to try and throw it in the pile of washing when my mum was not looking. Hopefully she would miss it. After a hot bath, I spent the rest of the day watching TV until my dad came home and asked me about my trip. I told him the same thing as my mum, everything I did except for the group sex. He growled at me about the state of the paper when he sat down to read it. My dad was a tall man, around 6 foot 3 with brown hair like mine. He was a little cubby too. He played Rugby at University when he was muscled and stocky, but he had gone softer now he didn't play as much. He was a nice man, the kind of guy everyone got on with. He would always tell me about his day and how things were going and expected me to do the same. He was the one that encouraged me to try out for the Rugby team when I mentioned it one day. We had tea, which is when my dad told me and my mum about his new boss at work being a complete incompetent at his job, making more work for him to do. He worked as an IT technician at the local police station, making sure the systems worked properly. He was training to be a forensic computer analyst or something, basically he would help the police find deleted files from criminals computers. He was really excited about the job. He began to tell me about how his training was going when someone knocked on the door. I went to answer it. Darren was there. He looked upset, like he had been crying. I invited him in and we went straight to my room, but not before my mum asked if he was okay. He replied he was. I knew different though. When we got upstairs, we sat on my bed and he told me everything his mum had said when he got home. It turned out that his dad had been cheating on his mum with a woman from work, and she found out about it. She didn't say how. They had a big argument in front of his sister. She told him what his mum did not. While we were away, his mum phoned his dad's office while she was out shopping, but they said he had gone home. She was supposed to go to see her parents but decided to go home to see what was wrong, and found him in bed, shagging the other woman. After the argument, he packed some clothes and left to live with the other woman, and has been gone for 5 days now. After telling me everything, he started crying again. I took him in my arms and held him. We lay down on the bed, and I held him from behind, wrapping my arms round his belly. My crotch was against his arse, but I did not feel horny at that moment. He cried for a while, not saying anything. After about twenty minutes of crying and me saying stupid things like it would be okay, he turned around so we were both facing each other. "What am I going to do?" He asked. I rubbed the tears from his cheek and said I didn't know. He started saying he hated his dad, that he couldn't believe he would do that to his mum and that he would kill him next time he saw him. I listened quietly, stroking his hair and rubbing his back with my free arm. The other was pinned under me as I was on my side. Darren fell asleep after a while, and snored quietly in my arms. He looked peaceful. I stayed with him, just watching. here was a knock on the door, so I slowly raised myself off the bed so not to disturb him, and opened the door. it was my mum. She could see Darren asleep on my bed, so motioned me out in to the hall. I closed the door after me. "Is your friend okay?" she asked. I didn't know how much Darren would mind me telling her, so I said the bare minimum. I told her his mum and dad had split up, but not why. "Aww, the poor thing, no wonder he is upset. Come downstairs, let him sleep." I was about to protest when she said I would only wake him up if I went back in the room. I doubted it, but thought it was best not to argue. I followed her downstairs into the living room where dad was watching TV. He looked at my mum with an expectant look on her face. She told him about Darren and that he was asleep upstairs. "Shame. Always is when kids are involved in a break up." My dad said to no one in particular. I wanted to get back to my room to be with Darren, be there when he woke up, but my mum motioned me to sit down. She looked in to my eyes and told me that Darren would be upset for awhile and that I had to help him best I could, and be understanding. Like I didn't already know. "He can stay here tonight if he wants in case he doesn't feel like being at home right now. You best ring his mum first though" My mum said. "Thanks mum, I'll ask when he wakes up" "Why are his parents splitting up then?" my dad asked. "I'd rather not say, it is not my place to" I told him. "You're probably right. And so is your mum. You'll have to be a good friend to him; he'll need someone during this." I agreed with my dad, and that is exactly why I wanted to get back up there. After watching something rubbish on TV with my parents, I decided it was time to go and check on him. I got up and left the room without either of them telling me not to, and started up the stairs as quietly as I could so I would not wake him if he was asleep. I entered my bedroom to find Darren awake on my bed and scanning the room, looking at my things. I forgot this was his first time in my room. He turned to see me looking and apologised, muttering about being nosey. I told him not to worry. He smiled sheepishly, jut like when we were talking by the coach this afternoon. God he was cute. I wanted to hug him, so I climbed on the bed next to him and put my arm around him. I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his cheek. He did the same to me. "How you doing?" It was a stupid question. I regretted asking it as soon as I spoke. "Okay, I guess. Still unsure what to feel. Angry at my dad or upset for my mum." He replied. "By the way," said Darren as he reached under my pillow, "why are my boxers under your pillow with a fresh cum stain?" I went red all of a sudden and told him what had happened when my mum unpacked my case. He giggled at me sniffing them, saying I was sick. I could only agree. I told him about my mum saying he could stay over that night, so he pulled his mobile out of his pocket and rang his house. His mum said he could but seemed upset he didn't want to stay at home after being away for a week. She told him she would bring his uniform to my house in the morning to save him having to get up early to come and get it himself. He said goodbye to her, adding I love you at the end. I could hear her say it back to him. Darren grinned at me and rested his head on my chest. "I love you too James" "Love you too" I replied. I felt warm all over as he snuggled into me. I couldn't believe how happy I was to have him. And how upset I was because of him being unhappy. I had never felt so strongly for someone before, it was a little daunting. I kissed his forehead and stroked his air. He moved his head to the side and kissed my hand before laying back on me. After several minutes of cuddling, Darren got up and went for a piss. I watched his arse moving in his jeans as he walked away. I heard him pissing and then flush the toilet before coming back. He locked the door behind him and I noticed his belt and jeans were still unfastened. He had a small piss stain on his red boxers, right at the end of the shape I could see, which I made as his cock. He smiled and said "Will you suck me?" I smiled back and sat on the edge of the bed. He walked towards me and stood in front of me. I grabbed the top of his jeans and boxers and pulled them down. He had marks on his flesh from the tight boxers. There was a faint smell of urine but not enough to bother me. His cock was semi erect. He must have jiggled it more than was necessary when he was at the toilet, the expectant sod. I took him into my mouth and felt him grow inside me. His cock was a little too big for me to take in fully when erect, but I still had most of it in my mouth. He was warm and thick making my job very pleasurable. I ran my mouth up and down his shaft a couple of times, licking the underside of his dick as I went. He 'mmm'ed is appreciation and placed his hand on the top of my head. I pulled his jeans further down his legs so they were around his knees and reached behind him with both hands so his large bum cheeks were in my hands. I squeezed them gently then ran my hands down the back of his thighs. I felt some small, fine hairs growing there. I was now sucking hard on his meat that was hard as steel in my mouth. He was breathing deeply as I breathed through my nose so I never had to stop sucking and licking his shaft. I reached for his hand and pulled him down on to the bed. He lay on his back with his legs over the side. I positioned myself alongside him on my knees and swivelled my head, rotating my mouth on his dick. He made sounds to et me know he was enjoying that. I began to swivel my head after each stroke down his pole, getting a good rhythm. It took around 10 minutes for him to cum. He squeezed my arm to let me know he was about to, so I licked furiously on his member until he unloaded his sweet juices in to my mouth and over my tongue. I savoured it for a moment before swallowing. It was salty and a little strange to the taste, but I still wanted it in me. It made me feel closer to him. I kept his meat in my mouth after he came but did not move it. Every time I did he complained it tickled. After a few minutes I began to suck on it slowly again but he pulled it out instead. My mouth felt empty from the quick exit. "Enjoy?" I asked "Definitely." He kicked off his shoes and then his jeans and boxers so his bottom half was naked except for his socks. He reached down and pulled them off too. He sat up and pulled his t-shirt off, revealing his magnificent body to me. His skin was hairy and tits juicy. I looked all over his body and he saw me looking. "Do you like my body?" He asked "Of course. Do you even have to ask?" "Will you fuck me then, slowly? I want to feel close to someone" I could see the pain in his eyes, I felt terrible. I hugged him and leaned him back on o the bed. His belly juggled a little, I guess mine did too but it was under my shirt. I kissed him gently and ran my hands up his leg, over his hips and up his side. I rubbed his belly and tits until they were erect, then sucked them a little. Darren's eyes were closed. I sat up and pulled my top off and noticed the slight chill of the air. I undid my belt and slid out of my jeans. When I was completely naked, Darren kneeled on the bed next to me and sucked me in to his mouth. He wet my cock with his saliva and lay on his flabby stomach, reaching back with both hands to spread his arse cheeks. I lay on top of him and used one hand to find his hole and the other line my cock up with it. I was at his ole in a few seconds and began to push it. "Take it out" He said. I pulled back out and he spat on his hand and rubbed it on his hole to make it slicker. "I've got some Vaseline if you want to try that." "Yeah, be best that." Darren said. I got off the bed and pulled out the Vaseline. It was still chilly. "Get under the covers. Be warmer." I told him. He got up and scrambled under the covers. I spread the Vaseline over my cock, putting a large amount on my cock head. I screwed the top back on and climbed under the covers, careful not to get any of the gel on my bed sheets. I got back on top of him, using my knees to stay upright a little so my full weight was not on him. I tried to line up with his hole again and found my belly was in the way, so I pushed it up so it rested on his back and tried again. I went in easily that time. I began fucking him slowly to loosen him up a bit, and pushed my hands under his shoulders. I hugged him close as I fucked him and rested my head on his shoulder. He turned his and kissed my cheek. I kissed him back on the lips. I used long, slow strokes to fuck him. He placed his hands on my bum and followed my gyrating. He groaned a little as my cock touched his sweet spot, eve shivered some times. I was enjoying the warmth wrapped round my knob, and revelled in the fact I was giving him so much pleasure. "Keep it slow like that" He almost whispered. I kissed his cheek again and kept my fucking slow and as deep as I could. I felt I was about to cum after twenty or so minutes and told him so. I squeezed him tighter as I did so, making an 'hmph' sound as I did. I had to stop my strokes. My cum felt like it was just gushing out, not needing to be pushed out by the pulses my dick was making. I rested on top of him, kissing the side of his mouth repeatedly. He asked me to lift up a little, and as I did he lifted up too and reached under himself for his cock. "Fuck me again" Darren said. "Okay" I started fucking him again, hoping he only wanted me to keep going as he wanked. I felt exhausted and not yet ready to go again. He wanked quickly, cumming in under a minute and made a similar 'hmph" sound each time he shot a load, as I did. I stopped fucking his hole and he did not object. I kept my cock inside him as we lay still. I enjoyed the closeness of it. We both fell asleep, naked, like that, and I woke once in the night when I felt him rubbing my cock with his arse. It had fallen out of him, but was soon hard again and popped back inside him easily as he was still a little loose. We fucked again, both cumming around the same time, before falling back to sleep. When we awoke that morning at 7 according to my alarm clock, we sucked each other in the 69 position. I had my legs over the sides of his head and him mine. We took our time, both feeling he others body with our hands. When he was close to cumming, Darren began to fuck my mouth. I gagged a couple of times as he pushed all the way in, so I used my tongue to direct his deck to my cheek. We held each other, my head on his chest this time, until my mum knocked on my door at 8 to wake us. I quickly put my shorts on and unlocked the door. Darren stayed under the covers to hide that he was naked. My mum handed me the bag with his uniform in that his mum had bought round. We hadn't heard her. Did she come when we were sucking each other? Anyway, we got dressed and about to head down for breakfast when Darren grabbed my arm. I turned to face him. "Thanks for last night. I needed to feel close to someone." He told me, while looking at the floor. He was so shy, it what made him so cute. "No worries, I loved it. I love you too" I told him. He replied the same and grinned, before hugging me tightly and kissing my cheek. I hugged him tightly to me and told him we best head down for breakfast. He let me go and we went downstairs. My mum and dad were very nice to Darren, asking him if he was okay but no more than that about what his family was going through. They filled the rest of the time at the table asking him about the trip and how he was doing at school. We both set off for school early, wanting to meet with the twins and Jake before schools started to discuss the party at Tyrone's the next day. It was Friday. We got there about 10 minutes before lessons started. Jake said he could get us some beer, but it meant giving his brother some of it as he would buy it for us. Ryan, or Spliff, was more concerned about his weed supply, while Alan was telling us he would get some Vodka from Ian, a neighbour who he had been fucking for a while. He was 19 apparently and liked to suck Alan's cock while he masturbated himself. Everything seemed sorted then. There was no mention of Darren's parents splitting up. We walked to class when the bell went, still discussing the party and inevitable sex fest that would occur.