Date: Thu, 22 Sep 2005 17:48:25 +0100 From: succum241 Subject: THE VALLEY COTTAGE - 5 I hope you like the continuation of this story. Any comments would be appreciated. Please write to me at succum241 Thanks for the feed back I have already received. It is appreciated This work is entirely fictional and at the whim of my imagination. This is a bit of a longer section, but that is because I have had even greater enjoyment from writing it. Hope it is not too long and you don't find it boring. If you appreciate this story and feel so led, please make a donation to Nifty to help keep the site running - thanks The usual disclaimers etc apply. This story has explicit accounts of sex between underage children so if you are under the legal age for your region or it is illegal to read such material where you are, please leave now. THE VALLEY COTTAGE (from the previous bit) Martin then said, "I know you used the `f' word just now, Rick, but I think in this one case we should make an exception. Don't you Tom?" "I didn't even notice, so I guess we will have to." Tom answered "Sorry and thanks," I simply replied, and yawned. I was suddenly quite weary. "What you want to do now? I could actually handle a bit of kip." I continued. "Sounds like a good idea. Still raining outside, and not much else to do inside." Tom agreed. "I'm game for that also," Martin added. "Now if we could just get this sex starved boy to move his sweet ass, we can all get under the covers for a bit of shut eye." We shuffled around so that we could get the one sleeping bag over us and lay down as we had the night before. Me in the middle and all of us totally naked, and were soon mimicking the cartoon drawings of the man sawing wood. Chapter 8 THE BIRTHDAY CONTINUES I woke up first, and the sun had already set, but it was still raining. The need for a pee forced me to make a dash to the privy. It was only afterward that it struck me that if I had just stood in the doorway and peed out the rain would have washed it away. I got back inside all wet and cold and so stoked up the fire to get dry and warm up. I checked my watch and saw that it was only 7.30 and so decided to wait a bit before starting dinner. I didn't want to make a lot of noise and wake the others up. However, after 10 minutes of sitting in the glow of the fire, boredom began to rear its ugly head. I decided that I could at lest get a lamp lit and start getting the food out ready for cooking. Wow! That occupied a whole four minutes; now what was there to do? A thought then struck me. In preparation I built up the fire to increase the warmth in the cottage. After all I did not want my best friends, because this how I now looked on them, to get hypothermia did I? With a roaring fire going, I moved over to the bed and very gently pulled back the sleeping bag to reveal Tom and Martin in all their naked glory. I sat there for a few moments just looking at them, taking in each detail. Neither was hard at this time and so I was able to compare their cocks and note the differences. Martin being that much older was better endowed. His cock was both longer and fatter, and his balls were bigger in their bag. He also had a heavier coating of fur. Tom's foreskin was definitely longer and completely covered the head of his dick, with about a quarter of inch to spare, while Martin's left a fingernail size circle of his cock tip showing, and even more when hard. Martin's bush was just a tad darker than the hair on his head which was dark brown. Tom's was quite a lot darker than his blond head and was almost a light brown rather than dark blond. I wandered if others could see a difference in mine. To my eyes, I thought both sites were equally as black as the other. Martin also had more hair in his armpits than either Tom or I and the hairs down his legs were longer and coarser than both of us as well. But enough of the looking, now to put plan 'b' into action. I guessed that both of them were used to the room temperature and that their skin temperature would be about the same as mine and so there should be no shocks to disturb their sleep when I touched them. My plan was to see if I could bring them to an orgasm without waking them up. I carefully moved to sit between them looking up their bodies towards their faces. They had obliged by both lying on their backs with just enough space between them to fit me in. I put out my right hand and rested it very gently on Martin's cock. He did not seem to react at all. Keeping it there I did the same with my left hand on Tom's cock. Tom stirred a bit and so I quickly pulled my hand away. I softly stroked Martin's cock for a couple of strokes and then lifting my hand from his cock, tried Tom's again. This time he didn't react and so I gave his cock a few soft strokes as I had done for Martin. I could feel it beginning to harden under my hand and so lifted my hand slightly to allow it room to move. I returned to Martin's cock and found that it was still fully flaccid. I put my hand back and again gave him some gentle strokes. Unlike Tom, whose cock was now fully erect, Martin's did not seem to react to my gentle ministrations at all. I decided to risk and it and carefully got my hand around his cock and began to gently wank him. This did the trick and I soon had two hard dicks; one in each hand. Martin's may have been slower getting hard, but it was quicker at producing pre-cum and soon my hand was slicking over his cock very nicely. I also noticed that his foreskin pulled back much more freely than Tom's seemed to. Each down stroke pulled his skin back to reveal his purplish helmet in full, while Tom's didn't come right out at all. After I had been jacking both of them for about 5 minutes, I decided to see if I could get Tom's foreskin to pull all the way back and let go of Martin's cock to use two hands on Tom. "Don't stop now." Martin said. I got such a fright I nearly lost the game with Tom by jerking his cock. Fortunately I let go of it instead when I jerked in fright. "Are you awake?" I asked -- stupid question, but one does this sort of thing when in shock. "Yeah. How else would I have known to speak to you?" Martin replied sarcastically. "How long have you been awake? I asked. "A couple of minutes, I guess. Now get on with it, before I loose it." I returned my hand to Martin's cock and began to jack him again. But I still wanted to try and retract Tom's foreskin all the way, and was trying to work out how to do this when I discovered quite by accident that if I pull it back a bit, and then move my hand up his cock without really putting any pressure on his skin that skin stays about where I had got it to. Armed with this, I gripped a bit tighter on the downward stroke and then virtually released him for the upward stroke, gripped tight again going down and released going up. The third down stroke brought success and his head kind of popped out. The edge of his foreskin then seemed to get stuck behind the ridge of the helmet and stay there. I then decided to work in tandem and do exactly the same to each of them at the same time. Knowing that I was particular sensitive at that point just below my cock head on the underside of my cock, I changed my grip slightly so that I could run my thumb over the top of their cocks collecting pre-cum from the eye slit and then run it down over that sensitive spot. Both of which were basically uncovered and would be more uncovered as my hand pulled the loose skin back. As my thumb touched both spots, both boys groaned in pleasure. "Thomas, are you also awake," I demanded. "Yes." He answered. "And how long have you been awake?" I inquired. "I don't really know. A while anyway. "Well thanks for telling me. Here I was thinking that I might at least get one boy to come in his sleep, and you're already awake." I complained half heartedly. "Sorry, I didn't know. I was just enjoying it and seeing why you said you wanted to try it." "Try what?" "Having it done to you while you just lie there enjoying it." Tom admitted. "Well now that you are both awake, I might as well stop this and get on with cooking dinner." I teased. "No ways!" they both shouted together. "You started; you finish." Martin continued and moved his hands up to tuck them under his head as a pillow. Not having had any intention of stopping, I continued to jack both of them together. Suddenly Tom went rigid and shot his load. But I was in full swing doing a duo and so didn't stop until he grabbed my hand and made me stop as it was getting too intense for him. I decided to brave it and do what I had earlier thought I couldn't do. I bent down and took Martin's cock into my mouth, and started to give him a blow job. I found that I could get my tongue between his foreskin and his cock head and that increased the power of the feeling he experienced. I could taste his pre-cum and this made my mouth salivate all the more. Soon there was spit running down the sides of his ball bag and between his legs. I brought a hand in to play with his balls as I knew I liked this and finding them a bit wet began to spread the moisture around so that I could slide my fingers all over the scrotum and the bit between his legs. My other hand, as if by instinct moved up over his chest until it found a nipple to play with. Martin's nipple soon hardened up and it was easier to roll it around in my fingers. I started to go deeper on his cock and though occasionally this brought on the gag reflex, I did not throw up. Martin obviously began getting close because his breathing changed and he began lifting his buttocks to pump into my mouth. This movement on his part caused me to lose my place with the hand which was playing with his balls and my fingers found themselves in his crack. Remembering how it had been when he did the same to me, I began playing with his pucker. The inevitable happened; he thrust upwards into my mouth with his cock and then dropped his bum to the floor, and the drop pushed his bum against my finger which was slick with spit and it popped through his hole. At first I did not realise what had happened, but when I did, I immediately pulled it out, being somewhat grossed out with the idea. "No! Put it back in please." Martin asked. "Put what back in?" I asked, dreading the thought of what he was meaning. "Your finger in my arse." He almost shouted, "What do you think?" "But there's shit in there." I stated the obvious. "Don't care. You can wash your finger, but it is something else to have a finger up it." I braced myself and put my finger back against his hole and gently pushed. In it went and I shuddered. "Move it around and in and out, please" Martin begged. I did as asked and soon realised that when I touched a certain spot inside, Martin reacted very strongly and so I concentrated on massaging that spot while still pumping my mouth on his cock. Within a minute, Martin was shouting for me to go faster and suddenly I felt his cock get harder and fuller and then his arse hole clamped down on my finger and jet of warm cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed without thinking about it but was not able to keep all the cum from running out the corners of my mouth. Martin then ordered me to stop as he could not take the power of the experience any more. As I lifted my head up, I was grinning, and the cum ran down my chin. "Oh gross!" Tom said, "You're eating his cum!" "Yeah, you want to try some?" I asked wiping a bit of my chin with my finger and offering it to him. "No way! I'd be sick," Tom replied. "That's what I thought, but actually it's not at all bad." I countered. "Yeah. It's quite nice." Martin added. "But what's with the finger up the arse bit?" I asked. "You just don't know what it is like. At times you touched something in there and it felt like my dick was going to swell up and blast forth like a fire hose. Just can't describe it. Even saying it was awesome is not good enough. I will do you with it later." "I don't think so." I answered. "I think that is only a one way passage." "No ways. What do you think gay guys do for a full fuck?" Martin argued. "I don't care. I like this, but I'm not sure that I am gay." I said. "You can keep out of mine as well." Tom said. "And don't even ask me to use my mouth or put my finger in yours -- it just isn't going to happen." "Anyway, if we don't make a start now, we will only be eating at midnight." I changed the subject as I got up to go and wash the finger in topic. I still couldn't really believe what I had just done. Sucking off another guy was something which I had just not taken the time to contemplate as I could never foresee myself doing such a gross thing, and here I had not only sucked Martin off, but had also eaten his cum and stuck a finger up his arse. After washing my hand, very thoroughly, I started on getting supper ready, while all these thoughts kept swirling back and forth, around and around in my head. It was a good job we were going home tomorrow as I had a lot of things to think about and issues to work out, and I wasn't going to get anywhere with them being naked with my friends. As most of the supper came out of tins, it did not take long to get it ready, and even less time to get it down. In fact the eating was quicker than the boiling of the kettle over a somewhat fearsome fire. While we ate and had our coffee for afters, we just chatted on general and random topics, and almost seemed to be avoiding the sex issue on purpose. After we had swallowed the last of the coffee the other two got up to do the dishes and insisted that I could not help again. Even though it was my birthday, being the odd one out almost made me want to do chores, and I think I might even have enjoyed doing them. Shudder the thought from a teenage boy's mind -- almost enough to have oneself committed. Having nowhere else to sit, I had moved back to the bed and was sitting cross-legged right in the middle of it when Tom and Martin came over after finishing the dishes. "What shall we do now?" Tom asked, "After that little kip, I am not really sleepy." "Neither am I," Martin added "Me neither," I concluded the poll. "Well, we could go outside and see what it is like to run around in the nude in the rain." Martin suggested. "I don't think I want to do that. It is really muddy out there and we will get filthy and there isn't a shower or bath here." I said "And no hot running water." Tom joined in disagreeing with Martin's plan. "If we had a pack of cards we play something with them." I offered. "Well it so happens that in my little bag of tricks I do have a pack of cards," Martin replied, "but what are we going to play with them? Strip poker? No! That won't work we're already stripped." "We could get dressed and then play." Tom suggested. "No I don't think so." I said, "How about forfeits poker?" "What's that?" Martin asked. "Basically strip poker, but as we can't strip any further, we have to pay a forfeit instead. Kind of like truth or dare, only its all dares." I explained. "Dares like what?" Tom asked. "I don't know. Hey, I only just thought up the idea, I haven't got any further yet." I explained some more. "Let's think of some dares, because there are some which won't work out here, like running around the house naked for instance." Martin said. We were silent for a while as each thought. "How about having your pubes shaved off?" Martin threw in. "With what? I don't have a razor with me, and none of the knives are sharp enough and if they were, I wouldn't let you loose around my cock with it." I said. "Well one of us does shave from time to time and I brought my razor with me for some reason." Martin said. "I suppose you also conveniently managed to bring some shaving cream also." Tom said sceptically. Martin actually blushed before answering in the affirmative and then explaining, "I was hoping this weekend would work out something like it has and I was also hoping to get one of you to shave me because I want to see what it is like but am too scared to shave there myself in case I cut myself trying to do areas I can't really see blind." "So we can be shaved. What other dares do we have?" I continued the original idea although the thought of having my sparse bush shaved left me a bit undecided. -- The idea excited me, but I was not sure I wanted to lose the little I had, even temporarily. Another period of silence followed. Our imaginations were failing us this time. "Do you really want to be shaved?" I asked, thinking it might be fun to shave someone else around his cock. "Yes. I have often cut my pubes, but I haven't had the courage to shave in case I cut myself with the razor." Martin answered. "O.k. I'll do you if you want." I offered. "You sure? I mean it seems a bit weird I know." Martin was showing his excitement in his voice. "I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't sure. Now get the gear and lets begin." Martin almost leapt up and went to his rucksack pulling from it a safety razor and an aerosol of shaving cream. We went over to the table and I told Martin to lie down on it while I got a pot of water to which I added a bit of boiling water from the kettle to make it reasonably hot. I picked up the can of cream and began to shake it. "Would you shave from my shoulders to my knees please?" Martin asked as I was shaking the can. "What?" Tom asked, he just couldn't believe what Martin wanted done. "Please. Even if you can't see any hair; I want to be smooth all over." I asked, "You mean front and Back?" "Yes." Martin answered simply. "O.k. Roll over onto your stomach then and I will do the back first." I said. "Can I do the back and you the front?" Tom asked. He was getting quite excited by this as was evidenced by his pecker standing at half mast already. I wanted to do it all, but in fairness to Tom he had offered to the less exciting bit, and so I agreed. I handed the can of shaving cream and the razor over to him and let him begin the work. He squirted a line of cream down Martin's spine and then used his fingers to spread it out over the whole back. He must have found something sensuous in this because his cock was now fully erect. My cock also began to react as I watched Tom begin to stroke the razor across the very light and almost invisible hair covering Martin's back. When he finished the back he started on an arm and Martin asked him to only do to the elbows. I let him do a bit more than just the back of the arms because after all I was getting the best bit. Tom moved to the legs next, saving the best part, Martin's bum for the end. When he finally reached the bum both of us had raging hard-ons, which got even harder as he smeared the cream over the cheeks and down into the crack. Tom then worked from the outside and did each cheek in turn leaving the crack to last. Finally he used his spare hand to pull one cheek out and stroked the razor down that side of the crack and then did the other side. We both then took a cloth each and washed the remaining cream from his body. I couldn't believe how sexy his smooth body felt and almost came on the spot when I ran my hand over his now smooth as a baby's bum. Tom had done a good job and there were only a few wisps of hair left to be shaved before we told Martin to turn over. As he rolled over we could see that he also was fully erect and had a string of pre-cum stretching from his cock tip to the table. I decided to follow Tom's lead and leave the best to last and so I began by removing the hair from Martin's upper arms and then treated myself to doing his armpits before moving on to his chest. When I had finished the armpits I put the razor down and said I just needed to check them and let my fingers gently slide over the now smooth pits. Of course this tickled and Martin reacted to it by wiggling which set his cock to swinging to and fro as it stuck up into the air at an angle to his body. His tits came next and I swirled the razor around his nipples in increasing circles. His nipples were like his cock, fully erect, and so I was careful not to let the razor go over them as I feared it would cut them off. I then moved down his torso until I reached his navel leaving the top half of him devoid of hair up to the shoulders. I proceeded to work on his legs starting at the knees and working up to his groin. I did the outside and tops of each leg and then had him spread his legs wide to shave the inside. At last I had the bit I had been waiting for left to do. I had been concentrating so hard on what I was doing that I had forgotten about my own cock, but bumping it against the table brought it to my attention and looking down, I saw that it was still as hard as ever and there was a trail of pre-cum hanging from it as well as little strings hanging from places on the table edge where it had brushed. This really was a turn on for me. I had Martin lift he legs and get his knees as close to his chest as possible while still keeping them wide apart so that I could shave the area between his legs and under his ball sack. Then I went above the cock and began to remove the hair which was over his tummy below the navel line where I had stopped before. Finally, there was just the most delectable bit left and I decided it needed some fresh cream and so squirted some out onto my hand and began to smear it over his cock and balls and the little area surrounding them I had not yet touched. I was very careful with the razor and used my other hand to pull the scrotum tight as I ran the razor over it. Likewise I held his cock to keep it still as I made sure there were no hairs on that either. I still had cream on my hands when I had finished with the razor and used it as a lubricant to rub my hand over his pubic area, and especially his cock to "feel" that there was no hair left. I jerked his cock only about five times when I realized we was about to shoot his wad and so I just continued and was rewarded with him firing a salvo under epic pressure. The first burst shot out and landed on his chest just below his chin and left a trail of about3 inches long running down between his tits. This did mean that Tom and I had a bit more to clean up than some remaining traces of shaving cream; but that did not bother us as we were enjoying the job anyway. "Thanks guys," Martin said when we had finished. He ran his hands up and down his body and around his cock, "What do you think?" he asked. "It was awesome and it feels great too." I replied, and then, "Will you guys do me now please?" I had realised as I was shaving Martin that I wanted to try it as well. "Be my pleasure," Martin said. Even though he had just come, his cock was still rock hard and was still leaking a bit. I don't know if there is such a thing as post-cum, but that is what it would have been if there is. "Right! On the table with you." Martin said, "Lying face down." "Can I do the front this time, please?" Tom asked. "I guess that's fair." Martin agreed and so he began to lather up my arms. Feeling the razor slide over my skin was kind of weird, but it did heighten my sexual excitement. When Martin began to smear the cream over my arse, I realised just how hard his cock must have been, because mine felt like the blood was going to burst out there was so much being pumped into it. By the time I had to roll over, I had had an erect penis for at least an hour and a half, and I still had some time to go before I would lose it. Shaving my arm pits felt really strange, ticklish yet exciting again; and Tom took his time giving them a good feel just as I had done to Martin. Tom also used the increasing circles to do around my nipples taking as much care not to bring any harm to the hard little nubs sticking out of a fairly flat chest. I can't really describe the feelings of having your pubic region shaved by someone else. The intensity of the experience has not had words invented for it, and when he gave my cock a smearing of cream I nearly lost it before he had even started shaving it, but somehow, I don't know how; I managed to hold off. Then Tom said he wasn't going to jerk me yet as he wanted to be shaved as well, and after being shaved wanted to lie against me and feel our two smooth bodies against each other and then jack each other off. I didn't know if I would be able to hold off that long but agreed to try. The turns changed and I had Tom's back to do, while Martin would do his front. The same procedure was followed for the third time. All our cocks were still leaking and Martin reckoned he would be able to come again as he had not lost his hard-on since his last orgasm. When it came time for Martin to shave Tom's cock, he took hold of the bit of foreskin which extended beyond Tom's cock head and stretched it out to give a full length of skin to shave. After this we cleaned Tom up and all moved back to the bed. "Please lie down on your back, with your legs apart," Tom asked of me, and I obliged. He then got down on his knees between my legs and slowly lowered himself so that his cock was lying alongside of mine with him on top of me, he then began moving as if he was having a fuck and this caused our two knobs to rub against each other and our stomachs. He had not been pumping for long when he simply blew his stack. Having just had serious work carried out on his cock must have put him closer to the edge than me and so he came much more quickly. "I'm sorry," he said as he stopped. "I thought I would last longer, but now it is too intense for me to carry on. What do you want me to do?" "Blow me." I said, almost in a demand. "I don't think I can do it," he said. But he did then move and bring his head down to my cock. He gingerly stuck out his tongue and gave it a quick lick, which got some of my precum and some of his cum onto his tongue. With this he realised he was able to cope with it and he engulfed my cock in his mouth and started sucking and bobbing away. He used his tongue to play around with my head and it did not take much more to bring me to an orgasm of note. I had hoped to encourage him to put his finger up my arse to see what that was like, but he had only just got his hand onto the pucker hole when I blasted forth. I eventually had to get Tom to let go of my cock because it was too much to take and as he lifted his face dribbles of commixed with his spit ran down his chin and dripped onto my cock. Martin dived in and started to lick this mixture off me. Tom's cum, my cum and Tom's spit. What a cocktail? (no pun intended). Martin then asked Tom if he wanted to try sucking his cock as well as he was still hard. But Tom declined saying that he was too tired. "I'll do it" I offered. And moved over towards Martin. I took his cock in my hand first and started to lick it like I would an ice-cream cone. He was definitely leaking precum again and so I let my tongue dwell a bit longer on his slit eye. Then I got down to business, taking his cock into my mouth and sticking my finger up his bum. I proceeded to finger fuck him while he fucked my mouth. Fortunately with the heightened feelings the evenings activities had created, he came fairly quickly and only produced a little cum having shot a big load not long before, so I was able to keep it all in and swallow the lot. I rolled off of Martin and as I lay down, realised that I was totally exhausted. It turned out we all were. "That was awesome, but I am totally shagged out." Martin said, "I think I am going to turn in. "Well we have had hard-ons for the best part of two and a half hours you know. That must take it out of you a bit." I said. "2-1/2 hours? No way!" Tom said, "I don't believe it. No wonder were knackered." We all agreed to turn in and got into the bed, me in the middle once again and two smooth bodies either side. We were asleep in seconds. (more to follow)