Date: Wed, 31 Mar 2010 15:56:21 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Staking the claim Part 5 I bet Uncle Harry never had a problem equal to this, how to tell the blond angel that I'd made 'other arrangements'? Well it had to be done and the previous night had been sensational, my little brunette had arrived on schedule and I think we'd been at it until the early hours, in fact we'd fallen asleep in my bed. I was watching as he walked ahead of me, slightly uneven gait and turning he saw me upon which he grimaced and massaged his buttocks - not surprising since I'd lost count of the number of times I'd gone in....I recalled at one stage he'd lain back farting helplessly as we giggled, I'd pumped him full of air after all. Then we'd resumed...Anyway I got the message....there'd be no action tonight, he was too sore between his cheeks! OK, then that meant - ideas began to click over - this could be tricky. I sought out the blond and put my proposal to him - would he be willing to change the arrangements, for example how would he like to visit my room that evening - I explained it would be safer and easier for him to do so since if intercepted he'd only be visiting the nearby toilet. He was suspicious, I could tell so surreptitiously I ran my hand along his thigh and gradually he relaxed, particularly when my fingers began stroking between the fork of his legs and grudgingly he agreed. Glancing round to check the coast was clear I slipped an arm around his waist and gave him a hug, he glanced at me and blushed. What I had done was of course a compromise, on balance of course the brunette was by far the more exciting of the two...warped imagination, slim good looks and enormous sexual appetite combined to make him the clear winner. On the other hand, the blond was beautiful, his body demanded sex although he lay back and submitted rather than actively participating, oh yes he enjoyed the things I did to him, no question but he really wasn't - kinky enough? I had been prepared to give him up but now hoped that perhaps we could - alternate, and I had to admit, the idea of having him to myself alone in my room certainly had its appeal. That left the other two occupants of the respective dorms of course - the active participants that is, and I also had some thoughts on that...there could be an easy and obvious solution, perhaps one that they'd work out for themselves? So, I began to look forward to events while eyeing his plump buttocks as the blond sauntered off, oooh just to think, I'd have my hands on them in a few hours, oh God I was getting randy... Settled and waiting in eager anticipation I was on tenterhooks until the door slid open, in he drifted and I rose to meet him. With hands on his waist I drew him to me and then reached for his pyjama buttons, next the cord as his pants slid down, gloatingly I ran hands over the smooth skin then fondled the half peaches behind. In a surprise move his arms slid around me and then he muttered "You won't be able to do it to me tonight...I'm way to sore but - we can have fun anyway..." I froze, it was the wrong boy. Any moment now....oh God, steeling myself and keeping a firm grasp of him, I told him what had happened. He went rigid for a moment, started to pull away and briefly struggled, then to my surprise he relaxed. "I should knee you in the balls for this shouldn't I? So - that blond tart is due to arrive any minute, that's right? Ok, well then, I'm here first aren't I but you can't fuck me, not for a couple of days...which means..I get to watch you do it to him then and after - I want a turn of him too, you owe me that much and if you won't - well, I know a couple of people who'd like to have me in bed, so you'd better make your mind up. I gulped, nuzzled his ear and whispered "OK! You're worth it..." It was just in time, again the door slid open, quickly I drew the new visitor into the room and began to undress him - it was then that he became aware of another pair of hands at work, I heard him catch his breath. How would he react I wondered? A minute's indecision then mercifully, he must have begun to enjoy the extra attention for he muttered "You didn't say anything about this, it's a threesome is it - or is there anyone else you didn't mention?" "Just the three of us, we'll see how much fun we can all have shall we, do you like this? Yes, you're nice and hard aren't you, we all are so let's just fool around and feel each other up for a bit, oh yes I like that...that's rather....nice..." Gradually we progressed to my bed and with practised ease the blond presented himself for penetration, already highly aroused from the multiple hands caressing him it was no problem to slip in but here, we had to scrunch up since the little brunette's slender form lay alongside us. I was now pressed tight against the plump buttocks but before I began, let my hand feel for the little brunette, there it was, his stiff little penis in my grasp we were all set. Eagerly I began to thrust into one boy as I masturbated the other, steadily I progressed only pausing as I felt the boy beneath briefly heave and shudder, then kept going until inevitably my own turn came. Cautiously I withdrew from the slippery buttocks and moved aside to make way for a wraith like figure who eagerly took my place, there was a brief expostulation quickly stifled as the newcomer went to work. Relaxed I lay back and enjoyed the spectacle of the two youngsters rutting, amused I heard the one on top gloating "I've...so much wanted...to do this...to you...I know you're prettier than me but...I bet I can give more fun...and I'm going to do a thorough job of this, you'll enjoy, oh yes....bitch....wait and see...you're going to love it!" Within 10 minutes or so the blond was starting to jerk his hips, the brunette must have picked up some tips from me or one of the others for the boy seemed helpless, by now again erect I really began to enjoy the show as almost sobbing, the plump little blond abandoned himself to his feelings, soon he was clenching fists and quietly moaning....unable to help myself I began to caress the lithe boy above him, who turned his head and blew a kiss as he carried on intent with his work. Seeing the opportunity was ripe...I took advantage of their lust to make a suggestion, how would they feel, if we were to say - alternate their visits? Too carried away to think straight, they agreed at once. Then idly I speculated - how much stamina would the blond possess, I'd only had him twice in an evening up until now...? Fascinated, I watched as the brunette shuddered, gasped and arched his back, then he slowly subsided as I continued to stroke his smooth flanks. Grinning, he rolled off then feeling my hard penis whispered "Your turn again!". I positioned myself over the breathless boy, he didn't object as I sought his entry and even raised his hips as I slid in, as I rested briefly I reflected...he might not be as sexually demonstrative, kinky or talented as the other but...his body certainly compensated, now to see how much we'd be able to extract from him. And I set to work, a short while later I was amazed to feel him cum and wondered, how many times would that have been this evening? Suddenly he asked for a halt, I pulled out and then it began, that series of helpless farts, the sign of a good working over. Vaguely I noticed other hands at work and reached for a groin, yes, hard again - good - and with my own spare hand idly began to feel the one as I took my pleasure of the other, it was probably the multiple sensations experienced but I came sooner than intended, no matter for my replacement was eager and avidly ready, little loins plunging into plump buttocks as I happily watched on. This was not something we'd be doing every night or even every week, I thought, for I was now more than ever determined to have each one individually and in private. So, eventually it ended, somehow all three collapsed into my narrow bed in a tight crush, vaguely I recall clutching two little penises as their owners snuggled up on each side...and I thought to myself, well the blond, plump and luscious - he had amazing stamina, God knows how many times we'd taken him but, and yet, I couldn't wait for my dark doe eyed waif to heal for on balance, I knew that somehow, it was his passage I preferred...and realised that - somehow, he too knew this for it was he who sleepily kissed my cheek....and we all drifted off to sleep....