Date: Wed, 01 Dec 2021 14:42:14 +0000 From: alan-kelp Subject: Alan's Derriere-3 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. Please donate to nifty.org (https://donate.nifty.org). It is the only way to keep this site up and running. Gay - Adult-Youth: M+/t+, oral, anal - - - - - Alan's Derriere - Part 3 Bill and I arrived at Lester's house on a cold and rainy afternoon. "Thanks for coming, Bill," Lester said. "I thought the bad weather would keep you away." "No chance," Bill said. "Alan and I like your high teas too much." "Oh, about that," Lester said. "We have a little problem on the sandwich front today. My friends Andy and Tom have turned up, unannounced, so there'll be another sandwich on the menu today. Are you okay with that, Alan?" I nodded my head and followed the two men into the living-room. I was clearly going to be the submissive filling in another sex sandwich session. Four naked men were all smiles when I walked into the living-room. Their semi-erect cocks bobbed up and down as I stopped and stared at their shiny cock-heads. "Greetings, Alan," Tom said. "Take a good look. You mustn't suck on anything unseen. You might get a stomach ache." The other three men laughed. "Right," Lester said, nudging me forward. "Say hello to sandwich one, Owen and Ron, and sandwich two, Andy and Tom." I smiled as the four naked men surrounded me. Andy was the youngest of the four. He was short and stocky, and had dark brown hair. He was a man in his early thirties, and had an awesome-looking cock. It was uncut and eight-inch long. Tom was taller and thinner than Andy, and looked five to ten years older. He had short, blond hair and a thin, seven-inch cock that was circumcised. Owen's muscular body looked great. It was older than Tom's, but looked super fit. It also had a mighty fine cock attached, which was seven-inches long. Ron's uncut cock was also seven-inches long, but unlike the others there was no pubic hair to be seen around the ball-sac. I was told to stand with my feet apart and my arms at my side. Andy then began to rub my cock through the thin material of my shorts and Y-fronts. While he was doing that, Tom unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, before handed it to Bill. My cock twitched as Owen began to kiss me and gently play with my erect nipples. I let out an involuntary gasp, and then another when Owen's tongue entered my mouth. My lips parted instinctively as the man probed my mouth with his powerful tongue. "C'mon, Lester," Ron said. "Get your kit off. The boy needs more cock to play with." Bill and Lester began to strip off behind me; and as they did so, I felt hands running up and down my legs and over my arse. Fingers were hooked into the waistband of my shorts as someone began to unfasten them - the more they tried to undo the buttons the more pressure they put on my hard-standing cock. I knew I must be leaking pre-cum into my white Y-fronts. Someone removed my plimsolls and socks, and tossed them onto my discarded shirt. My shorts were undone and eased down my legs, and were soon on top of my plimsolls and socks. Andy had turned his attention to tonguing my ears and kissing my neck. I managed a glance downwards to see myself clad in only my Y-fronts. Lester was now kissing my arse-cheeks as Tom's fingers slipped inside my Y-fronts. Then, all of a sudden, I felt hands all over my nearly naked body as it was squeezed and pulled in all directions. Andy's lips stifled my high pitched moans when Tom began to wank me off. I shed my load a few minutes later, and soaked my Y-fronts right through at the front. The discomfort of the wet cotton, dragging over my tender cock-head, only made me moan more. I was told to stand with my legs apart, so that they could watch me come down from my climax. "You're a dirty little sod," Tom said. "We need to punish you for that." Still wearing my Y-fronts, I was bent over Lester's knee and given three swift smacks across each arse-cheek. The other men were now stroking their hard-standing stems as they looked on. I was then ordered to take off my Y-fronts and "suck on some cock". Bill was the first to slip his throbbing cock into my mouth. Someone held my hands behind my back as my arse-cheeks and legs were stroked and massaged. All six men were making lewd comments about my naked body. I gasped when someone pulled my cock and ball-sac back, between my legs. He then pulled my foreskin back and began molesting it, causing me to squirm. More hands massaged my bare arse and erect nipples. Ron now had me licking the length of his cock, from his shiny cock-head to his hairless ball-sac. Each time I got to his sac, he held my head in place and told me to roll his balls in my mouth. The treatment my cock was getting made me climax again, drawing lots of "oohs" and "ahs" from all six men. Then, I felt my arse-cheeks being eased apart to expose my tight, pink anus. As soon as a fingertip began to stroke it, and then probe it, I let out a muffled moan. My reaction sent Ron over the edge. He thrust his cock deep into my mouth and shot his load down my throat. I struggled to breathe through my nose as he pressed my head down, pushing his cock down my gullet. I was exhausted, but the men were not giving up yet. I was forced to kneel down and suck on Owen's stem, while Tom aimed his cock at my face. Owen held my head back, by my hair, and quickly withdrew his cock. Both men sighed as they splattered my face with their seed. The six men then sat on the two leather sofas. I was told to sit on the coffee table, with my legs apart, and play with my cock and sweaty body - my face was still dripping with spunk. I was then instructed to keep playing with myself as they watched intently. "Excellent show, Alan," Lester said. "Now let's get you ready for the sex sandwich sessions." "Yes," Bill said. "We just need a jar of Vaseline to make things go easier. It might hurt a bit, sport, but it does need to be done." I stopped wanking and stood up. "Right! Let's get you in the bath and cleaned up, boy," Lester said. "You've got to look your best when we start topping and tailing you." "Three times," Tom added. "Don't forget Andy and me, Lester." I stood in the bath for what seemed like an age. Bill and Lester washed me down, as they kissed and molested me, and then washed me down again. It seemed to give them a thrill as they massaged my wet, slippery body. ~ ~ ~ After my bath, I stood in the middle of the living-room and stared at the cocks around me. My cock began to stiffen as Owen and Ron stepped forward. I wrapped my fingers round their cocks as they laid me down on the floor. My four-inch cock was throbbing with excitement as the first sandwich of the day was put together. I lay on my side and became the chicken filling. Owen laid down on his left side, behind me, and eased my arse-cheeks apart. We were both lying in a head-to-head orientation. Ron took up a position in front of me, and lay in a head-to-feet orientation. Andy and Tom stood over us, and watched my rigid cock disappear into Ron's mouth. They then saw Ron's cock disappear into my mouth as Owen's Vaseline-covered cock entered my arsehole - the hot bath and probing fingers had loosened me up a bit, so I thought I was ready for a proper poke. "You sure look sexy down there, Alan," Tom said, as he stroked his semi-erect cock. "I love chicken sandwiches, so I can't wait to nibble on the leftovers." Owen and Ron lay port and starboard, fucking and sucking my willing arsehole and mouth. The cock in my arsehole was leaving an extremely painful impression, as it stretched my anus to the limit. Clearly I wasn't ready for a proper poke after all. Unfortunately, Owen was enjoying himself too much, so my virgin hole was getting a right royal pounding. "Tough it out, boy," Andy said. "The first cock of the day is always the hardest to take." "They all have to be hard," Tom joked. "The harder the better." "Take no notice of him, Alan," Andy said. "The second cock; that's my cock, will feel a whole lot better." "Hold up, Andy," Tom said. "I'm next. I've got dibs on it. Plus, you'll get a right-hander if I don't fuck the boy next." The two men continued to argue as Owen took me for an extremely long ride. I was sweating buckets by the time the man yelled out "Geronimo!", then shed his load. The arguing voices blurred into one as my head began to spin. I was truly overwhelmed by Owen's fuck. Owen's cock stayed firmly inside me as Ron and I continued sucking cock. Ron was certain to win the suck off, so I didn't mind coming last. I gagged as Ron flooded my mouth with his seed. He then pressed real hard against my face as Owen did the same against my arse. The two men squashed my body between them as they made sure I took in every last drop of their seed. "Topped and tailed by your elders and betters, boy," Owen said. "And guess what! My cock's still rock-hard inside you, so let's see if there's an encore to be had." Of course, I had no say in the matter. So I grit my teeth and let Owen take the lead. He did do a good job of humping me a second time, but it didn't last very long, and there was no more spunk. However, when he pulled out, there was some blood. "He's bleeding a bit, Ron," Owen said. "So plonk him in the bath again." I hobbled my way along the hallway, arse-cheeks clenched, and into the bathroom. I didn't welcome the change of plan when I returned some twenty minutes later. Apparently, the second sandwich had been shelved, because Andy and Tom were still arguing over dibs. So, I was to be arse-fucked by both men. And to make it easier on me, the left arm of the sofa was going to be used to support my body. "Bend over the arm, boy," Owen said, who was sitting on the sofa. "So that you can suck on my cock while your fans bring up the rear." "Now, Tom will go in first," Ron said, looking at Andy in a conciliatory way, "because his cock is nice and thin, and won't exacerbate the soreness of Alan's hole too much. We must think of the boy first, or he won't come back. So let's focus on all those future fucks." A few minutes later, I was sucking Owen's cock; and as I did so, Tom was spreading my arse-cheeks apart and licking my hole with his deft tongue. It felt like a bolt of electricity shooting through my body. It was all I could do not to climax. After pushing his tongue in and out of my tight hole, I felt him press the head of his cock against my anus. At some point he had rubbed some Vaseline over his cock. "That's it, Alan," Andy said. "Relax and let Tom in." Tom slowly began pushing his cock into my sore arsehole. It felt like his cock was on fire. Owen held my head firmly and pushed his large, throbbing cock down my throat. I strained with the feeling of a cock up my arse and a cock down my throat. The two men continued to double penetrate me, with gusto, for quite a long time; and jeez, it felt great. Tom began fucking me with long, powerful strokes. I gagged on Owen's cock as he eagerly fucked my throat, and it seemed like forever before he shot his load. He then kept his cock in my mouth, while I swallowed his seed. "If only we had a camera," Ron said. "That position looks so-o-o fuckin' great!" Tom finally slammed his cock deep inside my arsehole, and held it there until he had finished shedding his load. At this point, Owen withdrew his cock from my mouth and ruffled my sweaty hair. The room then filled with the sound of my climax as Tom took care of my hard-standing cock. Needless to say, I was fucked again a short while later, with Ron acting as Andy's wingman. I was totally bushed by the time I made it to the bathroom again. The last session, with Bill and Lester, was just as intense as the first. The two men really fucked me good, and did their best to outclass and outpace Owen and Ron. I liked being the submissive filling in their sex sandwich, even though I had to reach the bathroom on my hands and knees afterwards. The men really put me through the wringer that day, so I had to feign a football injury to cover my wonky gate.