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Introduction
This story is designed to fit into events in the books of Arthur Ransome's Swallows and Amazons series.
Chapter 4.3 - On The Move
Summary
This story follows Dick and Dot on their holidays in the Norfolk Broads. It continues from the end of the previous story.
Story (m/m)
It would be a few days before they could set off sailing. Tom (and Mrs Barrable) thought that Dick and Dot could do with some more sailing practice, so there was two days of that in both Titmouse and Death and Glory. The third day was planned to be a trial trip in Teasel, but a day of continuous rain put paid to that idea. All was then set for the following day, but this would have meant sailing without Port and Starboard. Another problem that came up that evening - the fact that the battery in Teasel was running low, turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
Tom agreed to take Titmouse up the river to Wroxham to get the battery changed. This decision almost proved the undoing of the whole expedition. The Death and Glories had asked their friends to get in touch if the Margoletta was seen heading back towards the Bure and Horning. Unfortunately, the friend who could have seen the Margoletta pass had spent the money given for the purposes of making a telephone call on some bananas, which had turned out to be bad, confining him to bed at the critical time. Luckily, Dick and Dot saw the enemy vessel early enough that a warning could be sent with Port and Starboard, who towed Titmouse back with their rowing boat - Tom hiding under the dropped sail.
Finally, five days after arrangements were made, Teasel, towing Titmouse (with her name painted out, and some old rope as a fender disguising her lines) set off down the Bure, with a plan to pass Potter Heigham on the River Thurne, then turn off to moor in Horsey Mere. This time, they were crewed not only by Mrs Barrable, Dick, Dot, and Tom, but also Port and Starboard.
They paused at Potter Heigham, on the way to which they had their first experience of having to drop the mast to pass under a bridge. Luckily, the bridge was close to the staithe at Potter, and they moored up, taking the opportunity to visit the stores. Other than the stores and a marina, there was not much to do at Potter Heigham, so they were soon making their way back to Teasel to continue their voyage. As they walked onto the staithe to pick up the boat, Dot glanced up at the bridge, and was sure she had seen George Owden, an older boy who had caused Tom trouble in Horning when the hirers of Margoletta were first looking for him. No one else was sure that it was George though.
At the end of the voyage, they arrived at Horsey Mere, where they took advantage of the wide-open space to put Teasel through her paces then, later, when Mrs Barrable wanted to do some painting, they piled into Titmouse for more of the same.
Given all the activity of the day, supper was served in Teasel quite late that evening. As there were only four berths in Teasel, Mrs Barrable had decided that the three girls would remain with her on board, whilst Tom and Dick would sleep in Titmouse. There would just be enough room for the two of them - one sleeping on each side of the boat.
The two boys moved Titmouse slightly away from Teasel - still in site, but no further away that Tom was when he slept in the boat on Ranworth Broad. They had sleeping bags in the boat to provide a measure of comfort when they slept. Tom warned Dick that the boat may not be that comfortable, as there was no cushioning in the boat.
Dick was surprised when they were getting ready to get into their sleeping bags that Tom started to take his shirt off.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I usually sleep just in underwear," Tom responded. "Does that make you feel uncomfortable?"
"Er, no," replied Dick, whose cock had begun to harden when Tom had begun to undress.
"You may be more comfortable as well. These sleeping bags are very warm."
Dick was unsure. He didn't know how Tom would react when the older boy saw he had an erection. Given what they had done together the other day, Dick decided that he would follow Tom's lead, so he, too, started to take his shirt off. He was somewhat surprised to see Tom's eyes on him as he did so though, to be fair, he was finding it difficult to keep his eyes off Tom.
By some unspoken mutual agreement, they took their shorts off in unison, even in the semi-darkness, Dick's eight-inch hard-on obvious in his tight briefs. As his eye's fell on the aroused younger boy, Tom's cock began to harden as well, a bulge appearing in his underwear as he chubbed up. Since Dick had fucked him, the only sexual activity Tom had engaged in was jerking off every evening, and each time he had done so, being fucked by Dick had somehow made it into his fantasies. Dick had not been able to get any release - he had tried one evening, but it was too obvious what he was doing. Dot wouldn't mind - she'd probably offer to help - but he didn't want Mrs Barrable finding out.
"How come you are so big?" Tom asked the question he hadn't been able to the first time he had seen Dick's erection.
"No idea," Dick replied. "All I know is that I am bigger than some of the sixth formers."
Tom was not going to ask how Dick knew how big the sixth formers' cocks were.
"Can I... can I touch it?" asked Tom, hesitantly.
Dick wondered why Tom, who had been so boastful about all the sex he had been having, was lacking in confidence when it came to asking Dick if he could touch his cock.
"Yes, of course," Dick replied. "Boys at school ask as well - they just want to know what it is like."
The younger boy changed position so that Tom would have easier access, and pulled down his briefs, loosing his eight, thick inches which sprang up as soon as they were free of his underwear. Tom reached out cautiously and gently touched Dick's shaft with his fingers.
"You can do more if you want," Dick said, encouragingly.
To start with, Tom contented himself with just touching Dick's cock. Eventually, he wrapped his hand round the shaft and gave it a couple of experimental tugs. It felt different to his own - first of all there was the length and girth, but secondly there was the lack of pubic hair under his hand. Dick may not have needed to shave his upper lip very often, but he was assiduous in shaving down below.
"Is this OK?" Tom whispered.
"Don't stop," Dick replied.
With this affirmation, Tom kept going. He still wasn't jerking Dick very quickly, but he was speeding up, just as he would do if it was his own cock he held in his hand. In fact, Tom did have his cock in his other hand, only playing with it rather than properly wanking himself. This all felt strangely good to Tom. For someone whose only sexual experience with his own sex (until he had met Dick) had been using them as a convenient hole, he was finding that being fucked, and now wanking off a boy was actually pleasurable, and something he wanted to do more of.
Tom's jerking was getting to top speed now. He could feel the slickness of the pre-cum that was leaking from the head of Dick's cock. The younger boy was also beginning to make pleasurable moaning noises. As he had come so far, Tom thought there was nothing now to be lost by going all the way.
Dick's breath was getting shallower as Tom teased his cock towards orgasm. The older boy did have a very good technique, Dick had to admit. He wasn’t sure if Tom had wanked off another boy before, but from his reticence at touching Dick's cock, he suspected not.
"Yes Tom," Dick breathed, "keep going. Get me there. I'm...so...close..."
Suddenly, Dick's cock throbbed, and he let loose six shots of creamy spunk over his body, the last dribble and remainder on his cock dripping over Tom's hand. Fumbling under one of the seats, Tom handed Dick a rag to clean up with. From the feel of the cloth he had been handed, Dick reckoned that this was Tom's own cum rag. As he cleaned himself up, Dick did consider 'borrowing' the rag, but Tom indicated where it should be left, so Dick returned it to the hiding place.
"Thank you," Dick said simply to Tom.
"It was...it was good. I liked doing it. It felt nice." Tom replied.
"Sit back and I can do something that will feel even better."
"I don't think we have space to do what we did the other day."
"It's not that. Just sit back and get your underpants down."
Tom moved back to his side of the boat and pulled his briefs down. Dick got into the middle of the boat, and to Tom's surprise, took the older boy's cock into his mouth. All Tom had been expecting was for Dick to wank him off, but the younger boy was right - this did feel even better. Whilst there was not much room, Tom did try to lay back and allow Dick access. After a few minutes there was another surprise - Tom could feel Dick's hand below his balls and rubbing his perineum. This was too much for Tom. He had been going to give Dick warning when he was going to cum, so the younger boy could pull back, but this was not going to happen now.
With a groan, Tom unloaded into Dick's mouth. Somewhat to the older boy's surprise, Dick took the cum, not just with no complaints, but seemingly with pleasure.
"Mmm, that was tasty," Dick said.
The younger boy moved up to give Tom a quick kiss. It was going to be a quick peck on the lips, but Tom found himself opening his mouth up to Dick. As Tom's tongue danced with Dick's he could taste his own spunk in the younger boy's mouth. It tasted good, and despite his recent orgasm, Tom could feel himself chubbing up again. He broke the kiss.
"We should get some sleep," Tom said. "If we keep going like this we'll never get to sleep."
Dick agreed, and they each took up their places on either side of the boat. Their hands dropped to the middle of the boat, and they gently reached out to each other as they fell asleep.
Tom woke in the morning with an erection. He was thinking about jerking off, remembering what had happened last night. He was glancing over at Dick's naked chest, visible over the top of the sleeping bag. Tom was just about to start when he noticed that Dick's eyes were open.
"Good morning," said Dick, acknowledging that he was awake.
"Good morning," Tom replied. "Shall we get ready to head back to Teasel?"
"I think so. I'm hungry."
Dick, unembarrassed, opened his sleeping bag, sat up and put his glasses on. Tom's eyes were drawn to the younger boy's morning wood. An idea jumped into Tom's head.
"Wait a moment," Tom said to Dick, who was reaching for his clothes. "Can I try something."
There were not many somethings that could be tried with them like this, so Dick did not say no. Tom got out of his own sleeping bag, giving Dick a good view of the older boy's six inches. To Dick's surprise and, to be honest, somewhat to his own, Tom got into the middle of the boat, much as Dick had last night, and lowered his face to Dick's crotch. He started slowly, just licking Dick's hard cock, but not going near the tip. Each lick took him further up until suddenly, it was the head, slicked with pre-cum, that he was licking, not the smooth flesh of the shaft.
The taste of Dick's pre-cum was surprisingly good to Tom. He'd never tasted his own. He'd never thought he would be kneeling in his own boat with another boy's cock in his mouth and, if the thought had ever crossed his mind, it had never been with the possibility that he would be enjoying it. The truth was, that he was enjoying it. Once he had got to the tip, he had changed from licking to sucking. It was a bit like a sweet, meaty lollipop in his mouth. He kept licking what his tongue could get access to even as he sucked.
With the head of Dick's cock at the back of his throat, suddenly Tom had to stop. He pulled back quickly.
"This is your first time, isn't it?" Dick asked.
Tom nodded.
"It gets everyone. You just need practice. You were doing well until then though."
Reassured by this, Tom resumed his sucking. He was able to get into a sort of a rhythm now - bobbing up and down, using his tongue where he could. Occasionally, he would go too far, but he started to get used to the sensation. It may have been just his imagination, but he was sure he was able to take more of Dick's cock than he had originally. Dick seemed to be enjoying what was happening to him. The younger boy's breathing had changed, and his muscles were starting to tense. Tom just kept going. He was into this now. The taste of Dick's cock in his mouth, the feel of the naked younger boy's body close to his own. If he had not been so intent on sucking, Tom would have been jerking himself off at the same time.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming," Dick breathed, as quietly as he could manage, so as not to let the world know of his orgasm.
Even if he had had time to think, Tom probably would not have pulled off. He felt Dicks cock spasm in his mouth, and suddenly he was swallowing the younger boy's creamy spunk. It was pure instinct. Once the flow had stopped, he pulled back, letting Dick's wilting cock drop from his lips, but not without taking every drop of cum he could as Dick's shaft left his mouth.
"Was that your first time?" Dick asked.
Tom said that it was.
"That was excellent for a first time. You took much more than I was expecting. Do you want to do that again sometime."
"Absolutely," Tom said, with enthusiasm. "I was surprised that I liked it, but I did."
"We'll have to see if we can get some time. For now, we should be heading back to Teasel."
Chapter 4.3 - Heading South
Summary
This story follows Dick and Dot on their holidays in the Norfolk Broads. It continues from the end of the previous story.
Story (m/m/m/f, m/f/m/f)
Dot had not had as much luck as Dick. Firstly, the fore cabin had been given over to the twins, and she was in the main saloon, where the benches could be turned into beds. Secondly, the presence of Mrs Barrable on the boat made if nearly impossible to do anything. Dot certainly would not have minded another session with both Port and Starboard together.
Once Dick and Tom had rejoined them and the whole group had eaten breakfast, they spent some more time sailing Teasel on Horsey Mere, then, after lunch, set off back for the river, so that the twins could get back home in time for a sailing race they were booked to compete in.
Whilst they were quanting (a method of propelling the boat by poling it along), through Kendal Dyke to regain the River Thurne, Dick managed to fall in by getting the quant stuck in the muddy bed of the river, then held on rather than letting the pole go. He was quickly rescued by Tom in Titmouse but was totally drenched. Luckily, he had spare clothes with him, and caused quite a bit of excitement amongst the other teens whilst he was changing as they tried to catch a glimpse of his large cock.
When they got back to Potter Heigham, they were able to get assistance from the boatyards who had airing rooms for the things they supplied to hire boats and were more than happy to dry Dick's wet clothes for him. The clothes were returned just before dusk, not long before Dick and Tom made their way to Titmouse for the night. They would not be able to get up too much as they were moored right behind Teasel, and just under Mrs Barrable's cabin porthole. It was something else that woke them in the night, as the Margoletta, the motor cruiser they were trying to avoid moored up right next to them.
There was a very careful and quiet midnight maneuverer as Tom, with Dick's help, used Titmouse to tow Teasel further down the river, to avoid discovery in the morning. After this excitement, the voyage back to Horning was easy, with the wind just right to be able to sail there. Once back at Horning, there were a few things to do. The Death and Glories gave an account of their tracking of Margoletta, Port and Starboard's father came to collect them, and Tom spend the evening and night at home.
The next morning, Tom set off in Titmouse early to join the crew of Teasel. The wind was fair, and they made good time down the river to Acle where the first challenge of a low bridge, which required the mast to be lowered, was located. Even with two inexperienced sailors the operation was completed successfully. There was some worry as they passed Stokesby and saw Margoletta moored up by the inn, so they decided to press on. As they were making excellent time, they arrived a Yarmouth early and had to sail around for a bit before again lowering the mast to pass under the bridges. Only just in time did they pass under the railway bridge on Breydon Water. Such good progress was made that day that they sailed all the way to Oulton Dyke before mooring up for the night.
They made Beccles, the target of the voyage, the next day. On their return to Teasel, they found Port and Starboard waiting for them. Their father had been called away, so their racing was off, and they had made their way down river by three different boats to join Teasel. They had hoped to set off for Oulton Broad later in the day but visiting the last boat that had assisted Port and Starboard had taken the afternoon and into the evening. The next day brought stormy weather, but the arrival at Oulton was almost without incident.
The day after they had hoped to make Norwich, but a lack of wind meant they could not get past Reedham bridge. It was lucky they didn't, as, when Tom called his mother from an inn, they found out that Port and Starboard's father was back early from business, so there would be a possibility of a race. They spent the night at Reedham and set off down the Yare the next day back to Yarmouth. Tom was cast off in Titmouse to get supplies at the Berney Arms pub. Teasel got to Breydon Water when suddenly the fog rolled in. This led to them losing the marked channel and running aground, as did Tom not long afterwards.
Just after the tide had refloated them, Margoletta appeared. The motor cruiser saw them, made a sharp turn, and crashed into one of the posts marking the channel. Things could have gone badly if Joe, Bill and Pete in Death and Glory had not sailed up and taken action to save the cruiser. In the end, the Margoletta's crew were rowed to Yarmouth in Death and Glory, whilst Teasel and Titmouse were towed by the tug Come Along. They got a tow all the way up past Acle, at which point they could sail again.
They returned back to Horning in time for Port and Starboard to enter (and win) the race with their father. Death and Glory (who had not been towed) arrived back later in the evening. It seemed inevitable that they would end up in the Coot Club's clubhouse.
"Let's get straight on with the good stuff," Tom said.
"Yes please," said Dot, eagerly. She was desperate after so many days with the other teens, but unable to do anything because of the presence of Mrs Barrable.
"I thought we could do something different today, as it is Dick and Dot's last evening," Tom continued. "Do any of you have anything specific you want to do."
Port and Starboard looked at each other.
"Can we go with you and Dick?" Starboard asked.
"Only if Dot is OK with the Death and Glories" added Port.
This was better than what Dot had been expecting. She had thought she would get a one-on-one with Tom, but, although the D and Gs were the youngest there, she hadn't had a good foursome for ages.
"That will be fine," said Dot. She smiled at the Death and Glories. "Why don't you come over here and I'll see what you've got."
As the three younger boys moved towards Dot, she grabbed the pot of Vaseline from its place on the workbench and sat herself in a sturdy wooden chair.
"Let's get ourselves ready, shall we?" asked Dot, suiting actions to words and pulling her loose-fitting T-shirt off. The Death and Glories were following suit as Dot raised herself slightly to slip her shorts down her legs. Whilst not the largest, Dot's pert breasts filling her bra were more than enough to send blood pumping to Bill and Pete's cocks. Bill had not been wearing a belt, and his shorts were on the floor an instant after Dot's, revealing the fact that he had not had any underwear on.
"Not so fast," purred Dot, then speaking to Joe and Pete, "let me do you."
Dot seated herself on the chair again and motioned Joe and Pete to stand one either side of her. She reached out a hand to each and massaged the front of their shorts. She smiled and mummed happily to herself as she felt the hard cocks inside. The touch and being able to glance over at Dick's naked body on the other side of the room had urged Joe to erection. Dot's hands were working at the boy's flies, and she finally got her hands inside.
"Mmm, no pants and hard cocks, I like this," she said. "Who wants which of my holes?"
"Are we not going to take turns?" Bill asked.
"No, no, no," said Dot. "I want all of you at once?"
"How?" asked Pete.
"One in front, one behind and one in my mouth."
"Girls like sex in the bum as well?" Joe blurted out.
"This girl does," replied Dot. "Have none of you done that before?"
"No," said Bill. "We normally just do Port and Starboard's pussies."
"Well, this will be a treat then."
"I know I like pussy; can I stick with that?" Bill asked.
"Of course," replied Dot.
"Can I be sucked then?" Joe asked, quickly. If anything was going to happen with a penis and an arse, he wanted it to be someone's penis in his arse.
"It seems like we know what we are doing then," said Dot.
Dot worked the buttons keeping Joe and Pete's shorts up, so all three boys were now naked, two five-inch cocks and a five-and-a-half incher stood before her. Standing slowly, she reached behind her to undo her bra, which she dropped to the floor. Similarly, she slipped her knickers down, gently massaging her clit and damp slit as she did so. She would have a cock in there soon enough for the first (and perhaps only) time on this holiday.
"You sit where I was," she instructed Bill.
Now Dot had got hold of the Vaseline and was applying some to her arse. Pete wasn't too big, so she was not that worried about him getting in, but she still wanted some assistance. Bill had seated himself on the wooden chair and was gently stroking himself.
"Ok boys," said Dot, "I'm going to get on Bill first, then you can move in Pete. Joe, if you stand to one side, I'll then suck you."
Bill had sat on the chair, and Dot moved in to straddle him. She could feel his thighs inside her legs as she lowered herself down, holding Bill's five inches to ensure it reached the target. As she felt him enter her, she sighed with pleasure. It was not long before she could feel his pubes against her.
"Come on then Pete," Dot said.
Dot tried to move herself so that Pete could get a good aim at her arse. Each time she did so, Bill gave a moan of pleasure as her pussy stimulated his cock. Pete had a bit of trouble navigating the tangle of legs, but he did manage to move in close enough to get the tip of his cock at Dot's rear entrance. Dot tried to relax her sphincter as she could feel Pete pushing at her. It was difficult with the stimulation her cunt was getting from Bill. With a thrust. Pete was inside her. The Vaseline had helped, and once he was past the entrance, his cock slipped easily in deeper.
"God that's tight," said Pete as he pushed deeper.
"I can feel something hard," said Bill. "Shit, is that your cock Pete."
"If the hard thing I can feel is you, then yes," replied Pete.
Beckoning Joe over, Dot smiled as the boys realised the fun of sharing a girl. If only they had more time, and she could have had two in her pussy. She reached out an arm to hook round Joe's buttocks to pull him closer as she went down on him, her nose soon buried in his pubes.
Pete and Bill were having the time of their lives at the other end. Pete realised that he was able to thrust if he held on to Dot, whilst Bill was being stimulated by Pete's cock and Dot's cunt. Bill also took the opportunity to feel up Dot's tits and even slid a hand down to play with her clit as he fucked her.
Dot didn't have to do much - not that there was much that she could do. Little thrusts of her hips would either push her forwards onto Bill or backwards onto Pete. She loved the feeling when she was airtight though, despite the fact that the cocks in her were not as big as some she had had whilst in a similar position. The more the fucking went on, the better that Bill and Pete got at co-ordinating what they were doing. For boys for whom this was the first-time having sex other than in a one-on-one situation, they were doing very well.
As they went on, Dot started to add in some muscle movement - squeezing their cocks as they fucked. For Joe in her mouth, she brought her tongue into play. She also had two hands free, one of which she used to stimulate Joes's balls as she sucked him. This four-way almost made up for not getting to fuck Tom.
Dot's experience started to show as Bill and Pete moaned in pleasure. Joe did not seem so stimulated until Dot experimentally ran a finger down his arse crack, at which point he also was getting into it.
"So close," called Pete from behind Dot.
"Me...too," panted Bill in front of her.
With a cock in her mouth, Dot could do no more than groan in response as the younger boys behind her moved inexorably towards orgasm.
"Yes...yes...yes...aaaaah!" breathed Pete as he unloaded four loads of cum in Dot's arse. Pete's orgasmic thrust, felt against his own cock inside Dot, pushed Bill over the edge and he shot his cream deep in Dot's cunt. Two climaxing boys was more than enough for Dot, and as she too orgasmed, the finger that was stimulating Joe's arse slipped through his ring and the last of the three boys unleashed his spunk, this time into Dot's waiting mouth.
As the boys disengaged, Dot eagerly caught the dribblings from her lower orifices and conveyed them to her mouth with pleasure.
"I hope I come back here so we can do that again," she said.
"We can't wait," said Bill.
"Her arse was good, but I want her pussy next time," said Pete.
Joe said nothing. He was more interested in watching the other four finishing on the other side of the room.
When Dot had gone off one way with Bill, Pete and Joe, the twins had towed Tom and Dick off to the other side of the room and had quickly stripped to their underwear, leaving the two boys standing fully clothed.
"What are you wating for," asked Port. "Are you not joining us."
The older boys pulled off their T-shirts and shorts. They were going to carry on with their briefs, but hands stopped them.
Port and Starboard stood back to admire the boys in front of them. Both boy's briefs were tented with erections - Dick’s obscenely so with his eight-inch cock - and there were traces of precum leaking - in this case more from Tom than from Dick.
"Can I have Dick first please sis?" asked curly haired Nell (aka Starboard).
"Sure, if we switch halfway through," Bess (aka Port) replied.
In unison, the twins removed their bras, letting their tits fall free. Although Dot's breasts had grown in the past year, both Port and Starboard had bigger tits than Dot did. As soon as their breasts were free, the twins removed each other's knickers, standing nude in front of the two boys. They moved closer, hands gently grabbing at the hard cocks before pulling the boys' briefs down, each girl taking the boy that would soon be in her. The girls slowly backed up to the workbench that Dick had previously fucked Tom on. Both girls sat on the bench - their cunts at the right height for fucking.
"I, uh, I prefer the girl to be on top," Dick said to Nell.
"Oh, I've never done that before," Nell replied. "It started off with Tom on top, and the Death and Glories just followed his lead."
The two switched places, Dick now against the workbench, Nell ready to straddle him. This new position had another advantage for Dick - he could pay more attention to Tom's cock as it busily slid in and out of Bess's snatch.
"You guide it in," Dick instructed, as Nell lowered herself.
The girl could feel Dick's cock at her entrance as she got closer. Her eyes widened as the biggest cock she had taken slipped inside her. Her pussy just seemed to get wider and wider as she took Dick. The cock just seemed to keep coming, Dick being nearly two-and-a-half inches longer than Tom. Eventually, she was settled, crotch to crotch with Dick, her pubes tickling his shaved crotch.
"Fuck that is good," Nell said.
She raised herself up and slid back down again.
"Oh God, yes. Bess, you have to do this."
Bess glanced over from where she was being fucked by Tom to watch her sister going up and down Dick's cock like a piledriver working on a fencepost. Tom too looked over. He also knew the intense pleasure of having that big cock inside his body. He was having fun with Bess but was almost jealous of Nell getting to be fucked by Dick. The memories of the fucking he'd had turned him on, and he increased his effort with Bess.
Nell was almost screaming with pleasure each time she slammed down on top of Dick.
"We...should...swap..." Nell breathed through her cries of pleasure. "I'll...finish...too quickly...otherwise."
Reluctantly, those on top disengaged from those beneath and the two girls swapped places. As they did so, both of the boys glanced at each other's cocks. Dick would certainly rather have his cock in Tom's arse, or his mouth clamped round Tom's cock than be ridden by the twins. Tom was just thinking what it would be like to be fucked by Dick whilst also fucking one of the twins. As they swapped, and Dick's cock was fully visible, Dick caught Joe looking over at him from the other side of the room.
It was now Bess who was sliding down Dick's shaft. Tom had done some work on her cunt, but she could still feel Dick's girth stretching her as the head made its way to untouched parts of her. To the side, Tom had wasted no time in slamming into Nell. Both couples were soon going at it like rabbits.
Whilst Dick preferred boys, as he approached orgasm this didn't matter - all his body wanted was to get to the point of release and it didn't care how it got there. A combination of thinking of Tom fucking next to him and Bess's still tight snatch had got him close. Bess herself was fucking herself on his cock just as hard, if not harder than her sister had. All four of them were breathing heavily.
"Fill me, Dick!" ordered Bess. "Oh God. Fuck. Yes. Oh God!"
Dick had now started to thrust his hips, adding to the pleasure of the girl that was riding him. His arms flew out to hold on to her as his climax hit. With six powerful thrusts he shot his cum deep inside her, just as Tom was doing the same to her sister. Both girls screamed as their orgasms overcame them, then relaxed.
"I hope you are coming back to the Broads," Nell said to Dick when they had all recovered. "I need some of what my sister got."
"We shall see," answered Dick.