Brave New World

With apologies to those who have used the title words before, this story is, needless to say, one of pure fantasy. In no way does it imply the author believes that boys should be treated in the manner they are in this fantasy, but the author does acknowledge that there are those who find such fantasies erotic, indeed perhaps more than just a few. For those who do, and for those who wonder if they do, this story may be regarded as a cathartic exercise, by all means fantasise but do not feel tempted to turn fantasy into reality!

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Brave New World

A fantasy by Ivor Sukwell

Chapter Eleven

 

STr697 felt as though he was in a dream; he was being taken into the rhododendrons by a boy he didn't know. A really good-looking boy! A really good-looking boy he didn't know who wanted to have his cock sucked!

A boy as good-looking as this must have a really lovely cock to suck, STr697 thought, and he was going to suck it!

"You are seriously sexy," STr697's ears heard the boy saying, "I got an instant bone just seeing you in that sexy tunic and I just had to see if you were in the mood for a suck. Weird though; I've not seen you around before and I don't usually miss out on sexy boys. I thought I'd done it with all the Status Three decent ones. Your dad been keeping you hidden away so he could have you all to himself? Wouldn't blame him if he has. You are seriously yummy."

"No," STr697 stammered, "I'm only just a Three. My dad just got promoted."

"Good job he did," the boy grinned, "You far too good for Status Four oiks. Bet you got done loads by them."

"No, actually," STr697 felt he had to tell the truth, "Not by anyone. Status Four boys don't keep themselves smooth and I'm allergic to body hair."

"No problem there," the boy grinned even wider, "I'm proper smooth all over. Come on, this'll do," he said, finding an empty alcove, "Let's get down to it."

If STr697 was nervous, the boy was not, and he had his tunic off almost before he stopped talking, presenting STr697 with the delicious sight of naked, adolescent boy body complete with what had to be a good six inches of hard and beautifully foreskinned cock.

"That's beautiful," STr697 breathed as his eyes feasted on teenage cock, not forgetting to have a good look at the rest of teenage body as well, "It's really big!"

"Thanks," the boy beamed, delighted as boys always are when their cocks are admired, "It's not bad for a fifteen, is it? Come on, let's have a look at you before we get started."

If STr697 was nervous about actually having sex with a citizen boy at last – he didn't count sucking off SO974 as that was an illegal suck – he wasn't at all nervous about getting naked to be looked at.

"Mine's not as big as yours," he said, undoing his tunic belt so the loose garment slipped off his body, "But I'm only fourteen so I expect it will get bigger."

"Fourteen?" the boy licked his lips, "I love it best doing it with bit younger boys, and that," he indicated STr697's cock which was by now also very hard, "Ain't bad at all for a fourteen!"

"Thanks," STr697 blushed a bit as he so often did, and, being a very polite boy, said, "Yours is nicer, though."

"What say we do a bit of cuddling and snogging before we get down to sucking?" the boy asked, moving closer and clearly intent on a clinch.

STr697 was nervous again; he'd never done that sort of thing before – he'd never had a boy do anything with him before and doing things with a citizen boy was nothing like doing things to a tied down or chained up establishment boy. STr697 was sure he'd get everything wrong and make a fool of himself.

"If you want," he managed to say, "But please don't expect me to be any good at it. I've not done that before."

"Fuck me!" the boy expostulated, "You ain't? And with a cock like that you can later if you want," he gave STr697 a plainly lascivious wink so even STr697 could not mistake what he meant, "If you ain't never snogged, you're in for a real treat! Just don't get so carried away that you spunk up before we get round to sucking!"

STr697 did get a bit carried away; not to the extent that he wasted spunk by shooting before he was sucked, but having his mouth full of boy tongue did strange things to him. It was impossible for STr697 to compare the two things because they were so completely different, but he had the strange notion that being clinched tight with a boy, having handfuls of bum cheeks while his own bum was being similarly squeezed and all the time tongues were searching for tonsils was actually better and possibly more fun than getting caned.

It didn't make his spunk spurt like a caning did, but it did bring every hormone he possessed out for riotous play.

Apparently snogging did the same for the boy, as STr697 found himself being shoved and arranged so that two boy mouths could get to work on two boy cocks at the same time – another new experience for STr697, and another experience that he found to be absolutely amazing. He knew he liked sucking cock and he knew he liked having his cock sucked, but when they both happened at the same time – well, there just weren't any words to express what it was like.

"Fuck!" the boy congratulated STr697 when they finished and were in a position to talk face to face instead of face to cock, "Do you know how to suck or what!"

"Thanks," Str697 did his usual thing and blushed, "So do you."

"I'm STr3581, by the way," the boy introduced himself, that being the polite thing to do now that spunk had been eaten.

"STr697," STr697 introduced himself – being an only son he didn't have an extra identifying digit – "And your spunk's really tasty."

"Ta," STr3581 grinned, "Eat it any time you want."

"I do want," STr697 confirmed.

"You ain't done snogging before, though I'd never have guessed from the way you did it, so what sorta stuff you into? I'm up for pretty much everything," he gave STr697 an appraising look, decided that it would be safe to explain a bit further, "I like eating out boy bum as well. Younger the better of course, but I've munched on a few sixteens."

"Have you?" STr697 was hugely impressed, "I've been eaten by a man and that was really good. Actually," STr697 had a very brief battle with shyness, "I think I'd like to eat something young. You know, like ten or eleven."

"Oh, yes!" STr3581 enthused, "Ten hole is magic!"

"I'd like to fuck one that age as well," STr697 got a bit carried away by having his first ever proper boy chat, "Fuck non-spunkers and suck spunkers."

"Me too," STr3581 agreed, "Though, course I fuck spunkers as well. And get fucked by them."

STr697 looked down at STr3581's cock. Hard it was a wonderful mouthful, but now, just below semi, it looked innocently enticing. STr697 liked playing with his own when it was all squishy and wanted to find out if another boy's one would feel just as nice.

"Can I have a feel?" he asked hopefully.

"Don't have to ask," STr3581 grinned, "Just help yourself. That's what it's for. Actually," STr3581 reached down a hand of his own, "I like a handful of balls as well when I'm just sorta chatting."

STr697 was beginning to realise just how much better life was as a Status Three than it could ever be as a Four. Try as he might, he simply could not imagine two Four boys flopped out naked on the grass and just idly playing with each other, just for the simple pleasure of feeling soft cock and balls while they talked.

"You fancy it young, you gotta meet my brother," STr3581 suggested, "He ain't eleven yet, so he should be just about right for you."

"Your brother?" STr697 nearly squeaked.

"Yeah," STr3581 fondled STr697's balls, "He loves being eaten out and stuff."

"Does he?"

"Course he does. I eats him all the time. Well, not all the time, like, but always before I fuck him."

"You fuck him?" STr697 felt his cock starting to swell again.

"Every night. Mornings I get him to suck me cos he needs the practice. He ain't bad, but got a long way to go before he's anything like you," STr3581 grinned, "And he'd love to have this in him." STr3581's hand moved from balls to stiffening cock.

"Oh, wow!" was all STr697 could cope with saying.

"Bring him along tomorrow if you fancy," STr3581 offered.

STr697's cock completed its rise to hardness.

"Do fancy, then," STr3581 grinned, "Reckon you got another mouthful for me?"

*

SO15 was more than annoyed, he was downright furious. He'd thought his plan was foolproof, elegant in its simplicity. Get a mouthpiece to propose his Five Year Plan, and when it had been agreed, let it become known that the idea had been his. SO15 was the Director of Morals, few position in the State were higher than that, but SO15 wanted more; he wanted to be the de facto leader of the State.

He could never be the Chairman, the titular Head of State, that position was hereditary, always held by the current SO1, but the Head of State was a constitutional position, not an executive one, the real power always lay elsewhere.

His path to the power behind the throne was blocked by SO7. SO7 had never seemed to be interested in politics as such, but took his duties as a member of the Founding Families seriously and was well known to be a firm believer, if a silent one, in the Constitution and any rise to power could not be achieved without his, at the very least, tacit support.

SO15's plan had been so simple; the Status exclusive Fuck Gardens, as they had become to be called, were in themselves of no importance to SO15, they were simply a means to an end. SO7 was besotted with a low Status boy, a boy SO15 had already contrived to have raised from Four to Three, and when that boy's father was elevated to Status Two, as he would inevitably be when he was appointed Design Director of the Fuck Gardens, SO7 would be able to have an almost open affair with the boy, beat the living shit out of him, make him scream as often as he wanted and SO7 would be duly grateful to SO15 and not stand in the way of his rise to more power.

A simple, foolproof plan, and SO7 had fucked it up!

"Why?" SO15 asked urbanely over dinner, "I have never heard you speak so passionately and eloquently about anything before. Even your obvious delight in boys' screams have never led to such a peroration."

"No objection to the gardens in themselves," SO7 was equally urbane, "The completed creations would undoubtedly improve the quality of life for all citizens, and pleasant, pastoral settings where men and boys could go to fuck would certainly have won the support of the Founding Fathers, but the proposed creation of them would destroy the State.
Why, 15, do you think the Founding Fathers, created a State with the class structure it has?"

"So each and every citizen is in the Status that befits the work he does," SO15 shrugged out the accepted answer.

"And Dolers? Why did they create the class of Dolers?"

"Because there were, and always will be, those for whom there is no work," SO15 once more followed the accepted line.

"Because the Founding Fathers knew that men need boys to fuck," SO7 corrected him, "Fucking boys is essential for all men's mental and physical health; they knew this and we must not forget it. Our society will implode if the State does not provide boys for fucking on demand. Not every man has a suitable son for his bed; not every man is able to seduce a boy at will, but every single citizen can make use of an establishment boy at any time he has the price of one. The sons of Dolers, 15, are our society's safety valve."

SO15 did not share SO7's opinion. True, Dolers did produce boys for the establishment, but SO15 had no understanding of the value of those boys; SO15's arse had only ever been penetrated by young Status One cock. SO15's sexual appetites were dictated by a boy's age and the colour of his tunic; no matter how desirable other men thought a boy to be, if he wasn't Status One and still cumming dry he was of no interest whatsoever to SO15.

SO15 had no sympathy at all for those citizens who found themselves obliged to make use of establishment boys and he therefore failed totally to understand the vital need for those boys; he was convinced that SO7's objection to his plans was based only on self-interest. SO7 enjoyed chaining boys up, caning and thrashing them to sobbing screams, and, perhaps not too surprisingly, there wasn't a large pool of citizen boys who enjoyed that particular form of sex, so SO7 had little choice but to use establishment boys for his amusement as those boys had no say at all in how they were used.

Perhaps, SO15 thought, an establishment boy was more fun than a citizen boy for SO7. A citizen boy, like the one SO7 was seemingly at present infatuated with, would have to consent to the way he was used, and possibly that made him less enjoyable than an establishment boy who had no wish to be tortured. Perhaps they screamed in a different way, howled in pain more pleasingly if they didn't want to be chained up and thrashed.

Whatever the reason, SO15 was sure that SO7 would keep up his opposition to the five year Fuck Gardens plan, so he was going to have to get an amendment to the Constitution agreed to if it was to get approval.

*

"It was fab!" STr697 gushed excitedly to the Status One brothers, who had spent quite some time in the rhododendrons because, as SO974 had predicted, they didn't make do with just a suck, "His name's STr3581, he's fifteen and got almost six inches and we snogged and did something he called a sixty-nine where we sucked each other at the same time and his spunk's delicious! Bigger mouthful than 974's and a bit sweeter too and we did it twice and he's got a ten year old brother who loves getting fucked and he's going to bring him along tomorrow so I can fuck him as well as suck STr3581 again!"

SO151 and SO152 looked at each other and burst into simultaneous giggles, STr697's enthusiasm was so delightfully infectious.

"STr3582 loves being eaten out as well," STr697 gabbled on, "And I've not eaten anyone yet and I'm going to try it tomorrow! Eat him before I fuck him. That's what STr3581 says he always does every night before he fucks him. They don't fuck in the mornings because STr3581 says his brother needs lots of sucking practice."

The brother's high-fived and grinned delightedly at the flushed, exuberant STr697.

"Straight sex not too bad then?" SO151 asked.

"It's great!" Str697 beamed.

"As good as getting caned?" SO152 wanted to know.

"That's the weird part," STr697 became thoughtful, "I think I liked it even more than being caned. I mean, I do like the cane of course, especially on my legs. That makes me spunk real huge, but snogging and sucking was just so different! I really did enjoy it. And I'm going to eat and fuck tomorrow as well, and that'll be even better, won't it?"

"Tons better," SO151 confirmed. "Course, we haven't tried the cane and I don't think we want to, but I can't imagine it's anywhere near as much fun as snogging, sucking, eating and fucking."

"No way am I gonna let you cane me," SO152 grinned at his older brother, "I like sitting down to eat my meals."

"Legs over the shoulders is best for proper meals," SO151 sniggered, which caused the brothers to collapse in helpless boy laughter.

STr697 skipped along cloud tops on his way home – he couldn't wait to get back and tell his parents how he'd met with a Status Three boy and snogged and sucked and how much fun it had been, and how tomorrow that boy was going to bring his ten tear old brother along and he'd be able to eat him out and fuck him as well.

STr697's father was naturally paternally pleased and wondered aloud if his son might at last consider losing his virginity.

"Might, Dad," STr697 said, "He says he's fucked just about every other Status Three, so he might want to add me to his list."

"Good," his father gave his opinion, "A teen who knows what he's doing is the ideal way for you to start. Your Status One man would want to thrash your arse first and then just stick it in while you were still blubbing."

STr697's mother was less concerned about what her son did with his arse and much more about what he did with his mouth and tongue. She knew just about all there was to know about orally dealing with fanny and suspected that there wouldn't be all that much difference in techniques when it came to tongue and boy hole, and though STr697 had now given up wearing a dress, she thought her son was still girly enough for her to be able to give him some advice. She couldn't demonstrate of course, but she was able to give him what she was sure would be several useful tips.

"I don't think there's all that much difference between girl fanny and boy hole," she explained to her boy, "Apart from one being at the front and the other at the back, of course. They both like things going in them and fanny certainly loves tongue, so I expect it's much the same for hole. Give it a good licking all around to start with, tease it a bit to get it leaking, and when you put your tongue in it, get it in as deep as you can. Curl it up and get it in as far as you possibly can," she advised STr697, "And don't forget to move it around while it's in there."

STr697 already knew what it felt like to be eaten out and was really eager to find out what doing the eating was like, and the prospect of having a not-yet-eleven for his first attempt at hole munching had his cock hard for much of the rest of the day.

 

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