Date: Fri, 09 Feb 2024 16:11:43 +0000 From: Kevin Daley Subject: Derek And Kevin All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a teenage boy and adult males. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org) Gay / Adult-youth: oral, anal, M+/t - - - - - Derek And Kevin This adventure began in 1962, when I was 13 years old. I went to the local park to see if any of my school friends were out and about. It was during the summer holidays, so most of my friends were still on holiday. By the time I arrived at the park, I was in need of some urgent relief, so I headed for the Gents toilets. I walked in and stood at the urinals to pee. There was a man standing there. He was tall and thin, and looked to be in his mid-30s. We stood a few urinals apart, so I glanced sideways to see what size cock he had - at the time, I was really into cock watching. I noticed that he was not actually peeing into the urinal - he was just standing there holding his cock and moving it back and forth, as though he was wanking himself off. I finished relieving myself, but instead of putting my cock away, I decided to stand there and do as he was doing. He glanced across at me and smiled. I smiled back as he moved closer, until he was standing right next to me. He put his hand across and took hold of my cock, which was almost fully erect. It felt so good being held by someone else, so I moved my hand across to him and took hold of his cock - his cock was about eight-inches long and quite thick. We held each other for a short time and then he said, "You have a nice looking cock, son. Would you like to have a bit more fun?" I nodded my head in confirmation and he smiled and said, "It's a bit dangerous to do much in here, but if we sit in my car, we can have a chat and decide what to do next. My car is in the car park, just a few yards away. So, I'll meet you there." He turned and left the toilet block. I walked after him as he walked towards a Ford Zephyr, with tinted windows. He got into the driver's seat and, as I approached, he opened the passenger door and beckoned me inside. He asked me my name and age. I told him my name was Kevin and that I was 13 years old. He told me his name was Derek. He then asked me if I had much experience with men. I told him that I did a few things with my best friend from school: mutual wanking; a few blowjobs; and that I had let him fuck me a couple of times. I said I had played with a few men, in the park toilets, but that was more or less mutual wanking. He asked me how much free time I had. I said I had nothing planned for the rest of the day. He then said, if it suited me, we could go to his place and have some fun together. I said I wasn't sure about that, what with him being a complete stranger. He assured me that he was a good guy and that I would come to no harm. I thought about it for a moment and decided that he was very well dressed and had a very expensive car, so maybe it was okay to spend some time with him. I told him I would be happy to go home with him, if he could assure me that I would be safe. He put his hand on the front of my jeans, smiled and assured me that I would have a very rewarding time with him. He unbuttoned his trousers and told me to reach inside and take out his cock, which was now quite flaccid. He drove out of the car park, and as soon as we were moving, he asked me to suck his cock. I bent down and took his cock-head into my mouth; and as I did so, his cock began to grow stiffer. Of course, having my head down so low I couldn't see where we were going, so I was a bit surprised when some 15 minutes later he pulled off the road and stopped the car. I heard the electric-buzz of garage doors descended behind us. He then said, "Here we are, Kevin. You can stop suckin' my cock now." We got out of the car and went through a connecting door and into a large kitchen. He then led me into a beautiful lounge, but as we entered the room, I stood amazed when I saw another man sitting in an armchair. Derek realised I was ultra-surprised, so he said, "Don't worry, Kevin, this is my house-mate Trevor. You have nothing to fear from him." I felt very nervous, but Derek took me in his arms and held me tight. We kissed and I felt his tongue pressing hard against my lips, so I opened them and we kissed passionately for a few minutes - it was my first mouth to mouth kiss using tongues, and I liked it a lot. During this time, Derek's hands were caressing me and feeling my body all over. He felt so strong and I felt so safe in his arms. He slowly raised my t-shirt and I lifted my arms up to let him remove it. He then started on my jeans, and very soon they were sliding down to settle round my ankles. By this time, my cock was quite hard. The next thing was that he eased his hands inside the waistband of my briefs, easing them down to join my jeans. He knelt down and removed my shoes and socks, thus allowing my jeans and briefs to be removed as well. I was now stark-bollock-naked. Trevor was still sitting in the armchair, watching as I was stripped naked. Derek took my hand and led me over to his house-mate, suggesting that I sit on Trevor's lap whilst he stripped off. I sat on Trevor's lap, which prompted him to take hold of my hard-standing cock and give it a firm squeeze. Derek stood before us and removed his clothes; and my goodness, he looked so fabulous in the nude. His body rippled with firm muscle, and it was then that I decided I wanted him at any cost. Derek came over, took my hand and pulled me to my feet. We moved to the centre of the room and he put some pressure on my shoulders. I realized in an instant that he wanted me on my knees. I knelt down, so that his semi-erect cock was directly in front of my lips. He placed his hands behind my head and drew me closer to him. I opened my mouth when his cock-head touched my lips; I then licked the tip of his cock-head, which was now moist with pre-cum, before taking in the first few inches of his cock. I sucked on his cock, but couldn't take all of it into my mouth, because the cock-head touched my tonsils and made me gag. Derek pulled back a bit and said, "Take it slow, Kevin. You'll get there eventually." I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I failed to spot what Trevor was about to do. A click and a flash of light brought things to a sudden halt - Trevor had captured me on film, giving a blowjob to a man in the nude. I pulled away from Derek and said, "Hey, what's going on here. I didn't agree to any photos being taken." Trevor laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, boy. It's for my private collection. I'll be taking a few more today, unless you want Del to get dressed and take you home." I looked at Derek and pondered my options: photographs and sex; or no photographs and no sex with the man with an awesome cock. Derek smiled and suggested we go to his bedroom. It was then that the camera captured me standing up and agreeing to being included in Trevor's photographic collection. Derek and I lay on the bed, sucking cock in a 69-position, as the camera took two more snaps for Trevor's collection. After a while, Derek stopped and said he didn't want us to climax yet, we had much more to do. He asked me how long it had been since my last fuck, and I told him that it had been a few months. He then asked if I was willing to let him fuck me, if he went nice and slow. I agreed he could do it if he was very gentle, because I had not taken anyone as big as him before. He reached across and retrieved a jar of lube from the bedside cabinet. He started to put a good amount of it on my arse crack, giving particular attention to the small area around my arsehole. He slipped a finger in and that felt okay, with the lube helping a lot. He then carefully added a second and third finger, and although I felt some pain, it quickly eased after a few minutes. He continued to finger-fuck me as he stimulated my prostate. My cock was just as hard as his when he laid me on my back, with a pillows under me, in the middle of the bed. He raised my legs and rested my ankles on his shoulders. He then moved closer to me and soon I felt the tip of his cock touch my tight arsehole. At first, I thought it was impossible to take him in, but eventually I felt some pain as the first inch slipped in. I yelled out a bit and he paused. We stayed like that for a short while, until he thought I was more relaxed; he then pushed in again. This time he managed to get almost four-inches in. It hurt like hell, but again I soon felt the pain ease. There were two more clicks and two more flashes of light before Derek's cock was fully inside me. Then it started, slowly at first. He pulled back, almost out, before thrusting in again. The speed quickened until he was really fucking me hard and deep. The pain had now gone and I was really enjoying the fuck. The cloud nine feeling lasted quite a few minutes, and then he said, "Oh yes, Kevin. I'm going to cum in your skinny, tight arse. I'm going to breed you with my hot seed." He thrust in one more time and remained fully in me as he emptied his ball-sac. Only when his cock softened did he slowly pulled out. I felt empty, but satisfied; well at least for a short while, for I knew somehow that there would be more to come. Derek kissed me and asked if I had enjoyed being fucked. I said it hurt at first but I had enjoyed it later. He said he was pleased that I had enjoyed it as much as he had, and would I be happy to have some more before I was ready to go home. I nodded my head, but did not realise the full gist of what he had just said. It was then that the bedroom door opened and another man walked in. He was completely naked and built like a brick shithouse. Derek looked at him, smiled and said, "Welcome, Greg." The man looked at me and said, "That arse of yours looks so fuckable, boy." I was speechless at first, then said, "What's going on?" "Look, Kevin," said Trevor, "you've just admitted that you like being fucked, so we're going to make sure you get well and truly fucked before you leave here today. Greg is going to take over from Del and I'm going to invite a few friends over to service that cute arse of yours. And don't fret, there'll be a few quid in it for you; these guys won't get your arse for free. I looked at Trevor and said, "No way! I'm not staying here to be fucked by all and sundry." Derek put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Now, don't be so eager to rush off, Kev. You are stark-bollock-naked remember; you left your clothes downstairs, so Greg put them in a safe place. He also found your student's card, so we know your full name and address. Just think of what would happen if those photographs of you sucking cock were to be seen by your friends and family. If I were you, I would do anything to stop that from happening." I looked up at Greg and shuddered. Derek squeezed my shoulder and said, "Look, Kev, you enjoyed being fucked by me, so why not give Greg a go." With that, he got off the bed and said he would see me in about half-an-hour. He then turned to Greg and said, "He's all yours now, so be good to him." Derek and Trevor then left the room as Greg climbed on the bed and hugged me. At that moment, I knew there was nothing I could do but lie there and enjoy what was coming my way. ~ ~ ~ Some ten minutes later, I found myself lying face down on Derek's double bed. Greg had tied my stretched out body to the bed with four lengths of sturdy rope - my wrists and ankles were tied to the four corners of the bed. Greg had then opened my arsehole up with a Vaseline-covered butt-plug. This was to get me ready for an afternoon gangbang, manned by Trevor and his likeminded friends. "Is he ready, Greg?" asked Derek, as he returned to the bedroom with Trevor in tow. "Yep," replied Greg. "He's not keen, but he's well and truly ready for..." "Six horny cocks," put in Trevor, as he slapped my right arse-cheek. The six naked men pounded my arsehole all afternoon. I was soaking wet by the time Greg released me and carried me into the bathroom. My whole body ached as he dumped me into a hot bath of soap suds. "Ah, that hurts!" I snapped, as Derek helped Greg wash me down. It took the two men an hour to get me washed and ready to go home. I stumbled out of the house and fell into the Ford Zephyr. My arsehole was burning hot and I looked totally knackered. "Rest and recuperation," said Derek, as he started up the engine. "That's all you need to recover from today's gangbang." "And next week's gangbang will be easier," said Greg, as he kissed me on the lips. "I need an ambulance," I said. "Not a ride home. My body aches all over." "Yes. He does look frazzled, Greg," said Derek. The two men updated my mother on the "traffic accident" that had supposedly knocked me over. The two Good Samaritans explained how the car had hit me on the crossing and then sped off. They didn't get the license number, so the driver couldn't be traced. My mother thanked Derek and Greg, and wished them well. I just sat in the armchair and looked at the two lairs; remembering how they had hammered my arse into the mattress at breakneck speed. I stayed in bed for almost a week, and kept taking hot baths to ease the pain. Unfortunately, I was still under the weather when Derek's Zephyr drew up alongside me outside the park gates. "Are you ready for another gangbang, Kev?" asked Derek, through the car's open window. "You look okay to me." "I'm still under the weather," I said, as Greg and Trevor helped me into the car. "Last week was a bit hectic, Kev," said Derek. "So, four cocks will be fuckin' your mouth and arse this week." "And four cocks will be fuckin' Barry, your classmate," put in Trevor. Trevor handed me two photographs of boys sucking cock. One depicted me and another depicted Barry, my classmate. Apparently, Barry had been recruited a month before me. He was ultra-horny and loved being fucked by Trevor's friends. We lay, side by side, on Derek's bed as two sets of men fucked our brains out in unison. "I knew you were a slut, Kev," said Barry, between a cock changeover. "It was written all over your face." "Cobblers!" I snapped. "Save it for later, boys," said Greg. "You both like cock up the arse, so shut up and beg for more." Barry and I took eight cocks up the arse that afternoon, so Derek broke his earlier promise. ~ ~ ~ I don't know how it happened, but Barry and I became a double act. We didn't have much in common at school, but we were both addicted to cock-sucking and arse-fucking, so our partnership made perfect sense. I remember we turned up at a sex party and was still going strong at three in the morning. Bill, Derek's friend, was a genuine Scoutmaster. He got us to join his troop as cover for our overnight sessions. He convinced our parents that we were out camping in the wilderness, when we were actually being fucked in the Scout hut. We did look good in our Scout uniforms, but they soon came off when Bill put up a tent, or the Scout hut was being used for unofficial business. Bill's troop was split into two groups. Four Scouts, including me and Barry, were humped on a regular basis by Derek's friends. Whereas, the other Scouts earned their badges the old-fashioned way. During the school holidays, Bill and Trevor photographed the 'Special Scouts' being humped in the countryside, during their mock camping trips. When it was raining, they used an old barn to capture the 'Special Scouts' being humped in the hay.