Date: Tue, 06 Jul 2021 13:01:23 +0000
From: andyspellman <andyspellman@protonmail.com>
Subject: English-village-life

Thanks for the positive feedback on this story, it is appreciated. Please
consider becoming a donor to Nifty. Maintaining a website is not cost free!
Remember if relations between a teen and an adult is offensive to you or
illegal in your country then please do not read this story.

To catch up: Peter is a twenty two year old student at university in
England who is home for the summer holiday. Roger is a school boy of
fourteen whose best friend is fifteen year old Philip. Peter and Roger have
moved to closer friendship and intimacy. In this installment they move even
closer together but there will be more to happen.

The Swimming Pool

The local pool was quite large, with a shallow pool for kiddies where I
learned to swim as a child and also a bigger pool with diving boards. I had
chatted to Roger about going to the pool when he and Philip were there. We
were cautious because although I looked younger than twenty two we knew
village gossip about us could soon spread.

`Come tomorrow but Jo's going too.'

`Will that be OK?'

`Yeh, she's alright, prob best she meets you anyway.  She'll go off with
girls from her old school or college, depends who's there. She'll be after
a guy too if she can. She'll fancy you'..laughs

With that background I went to the swimming pool, crowded of course because
of the summer heat. I soon spotted Roger and Philip though the latter was
chatting to a couple of girls he obviously knew. I guessed the girl sitting
on a towel near to Roger was Jo. She was similar in height to Roger with
long brownish hair, brown eyes and was definitely very sexy in her black
bikini. I smiled at her as I walked over so Roger introduced me introduced
as Peter, a student etc.. She didn't seem surprised I knew Roger when he
explained we both liked nature and outdoors nor was she particularly
interested in that but I did enjoy the way she looked me up and down. My
package isn't bad. She seemed to approve and we began chatting briefly so I
learned she was studying for her A Levels though we agreed school talk was
boring. Anyhow she left saying, `see you in a bit... keep an eye on this
monster!' I laughed and even Roger smiled as it was left for the two of us
lying on towels next to each other to chat.

Roger wore bright red trunks and I secretly admired his sun burned body and
the curve of his ass in those trunks. I had to turn in my dark blue trunks
so neither he nor anyone else could see I was getting hard with him so
close. We lay closer together and my hand strayed to his thigh. After a few
seconds he pushed me away saying, `not here.. not safe'. At least that said
he wanted me to rub him. I was pretty certain he was hard too.

`Wish we were alone then' `Yeh'


`So wanking with Philip... how did you get together?'

Roger explained it had been one night on scout camp when everyone else in
the tent was asleep. Philip woke him up and they chatted and got horny. The
two boys unzipped their sleeping bags and fondled each other. It was the
first time anyone else had rubbed Roger and he liked the feeling and knew
he preferred guys to girls but he didn't tell Philip that. He blushed as he
said this and I let him know I preferred guys to girls and boys to guys.

It was getting quite arousing for the two of us so I suggested we had a
swim even though it was crowded. We did use the pool dodging the many
swimmers and I saw Philip diving off the springboard. A fit trim body and
certainly appealing to me. I smiled over to him and he waved back. I swam
circling round Roger and trying not to look too hard at him. I think he was
doing the same. I suggested he swim through my legs. He did it once
brushing my package before saying, `Too obvious'. As I saw Jo and a couple
of girls I felt I ought to get out and chat. I explained to Roger who said
OK but I added I had to wait for my hard to go down. He laughed but as he
swam off I got harder watching him in the water. Anyhow after a bit I stood
on the side, water dripping, ready and fit. Jo smiled across and said,
`you're OK so not got any girls to chat too then? I explained how I knew
few people and my friends were other students at university. This seemed to
go down well and Jo and her friends made the right noises. I did my best
not to look in the pool to gaze at Roger. Jo's friends were OK and it was
light and casual. I said after a while I was going to go for one more swim
and left.

I just swam a few lengths dodging the casual swimmers and saw Roger
chatting with Philip. The latter did a few dives from the
springboard. Roger waved to me and explained Philip was going to do some
more diving and then was going back home, so he would meet Philip later. We
looked at each other and I said, 'shall we get changed?' A non-committal
`yeh' and Roger said' `you go first.. before it gets crowded'. I knew what
he meant, the showers and the wooden changing room for males was often
crowded and gave little privacy.

I went in, stripped down and was soon under the shower when I heard and
then saw Roger come in. Without hesitation he slipped his trunks off and
joined me under the set of showers. No one else was around and no one would
suspect there was anything between us. Of course I chubbed up when I saw
his naked body although he turned away leaving me with a view of his
perfect ass. Then we looked at each other and smiled: we were both hard. No
one was around and we would hear someone coming in to get changed. I took
the chance and with my arm round Roger's waist I kissed a boy for the first
time. Roger kept his lips closed but didn't push me away. I loved the
softness of his skin and then his half opened mouth. We stopped as we were
both worried someone might come in and catch us. We went back to
showering. It was an open shower with four showerheads and it was just the
two of us there. Roger turned away soaping his front and bent over slightly
opening his legs quite wide. This was an invitation I couldn't resist so my
hand went to his ass and my fingers to his cleft. I massaged over his hole
knowing it would be really tight. But he sighed and didn't push me
away. Despite the stream of water as I ran my fingers along his cleft and
over his smooth hole I knew he liked this. We stopped then. We had given
each other enough indications of what we wanted and what we felt about each
other.

We got dressed separately and were like any two guys who might not know
each other. Just before we left seeing there was no one in the shower block
Roger touched my waist and gave me a light kiss. That made everything worth
it. We were going to go further and we both knew it.

Roger's Offer

Now when we met on our walk we always touched each other, stroking bums,
caressing and we kissed furtively. It was open mouths now and some tongue
action.

It was the day after our swim Roger motioned we should move to the
gate. Pleased, I hoped we would have some fun together but Roger turned
away and blushed:

Philip wants to do stuff with you.

What sort of stuff? What you and I do sometimes?

Yeh... maybe more.

What about you with Philip? Don't you want to do stuff with him?

Maybe.

Wouldn't you be pissed off if Philip and I wanked each other?

Not really.. he wants to with you anyway.

Why? He's only met me once.

Yeh but we chat, not about us of course but he knows from what you said you
like guys.

Have you wanked with him lately?

Nah.. think that's why he wants to do stuff with you. I wouldn't with him
now.

Have you told him what we've done?

No way –it's secret.

You mean you don't fancy him after all?

I do but I dunno... maybe you should with him.. then maybe I would.. I
dunno

This was going round in circles. I didn't want Roger to feel bad. I really
liked him and fancied him more than ever. Here he was offering his mate in
his place whether out of shyness or because he was afraid of being thought
to be `queer' (the word in use at the time). I said to try to finalise
things: `Look you don't have to offer him. It's you I really like... and
want to do stuff with.'

`I know.. but... please do stuff with him'.

`OK but only if you are sure you wont feel bad about it'. I was holding
Roger's waist now and he ran his hand across my bum.

It wasn't an easy parting but we kept rubbing each other and I nuzzled his
neck saying, `we should be together'. I got that lovely smile and a `yeh',
a quick kiss but no more than that.

I then agreed to meet Philip but at the field at the bottom of the toilet
block where I'd cock sucked. I knew the area well and knew it was deserted
from late afternoon onwards. No one from the toilet block ever went to the
bottom of the field. I did say nonchalantly I've walked that part of town
and it seems pretty quiet really.' Roger didn't pick up on how I knew this
was a good meeting place so it was left that Philip and I would meet the
following week on the Monday late afternoon.

Meeting Philip

I was a bit nervous but now I had learned to suck cock and to take a
fingering I felt able to have fun with Philip. But I didn't want to betray
Roger who was fast becoming the focus of my life.  On a muggy Monday
afternoon I waited for Philip at the bottom of the field away from the
toilet block. There was only one path but away from the field there was
plenty of shelter and a quiet spot for two guys intent on fun. I was
wearing green shorts, t shirt, tight briefs and had a well washed bum, just
in case.

I saw him walking his bike along the path and this gave me the chance to
size him up. He was about 5' 6", fair haired, very fit, blue eyes, broad
shoulders, just wearing a vest and black shorts which showed his body off
well. We didn't say much to each other as we both felt nervous. We sat
close and I asked Philip how far he wanted to go. `I dunno'. This wasn't
starting well so I sat close and put my arm round his shoulder.  I could
sense he was nervous but we started with a fondle. I rubbed the front of
his shorts which soon got him hard and he rubbed mine back. I took charge
putting his hand fully on my shorts `go on feel me'. He did and felt my
erection.

I said `just do what feels OK. Suck me if you like'. He rubbed my shorts
and slipped his hand inside. I put my hand inside his shorts and felt a
pretty solid boner. `Go on wank me' Philip whispered so I got his shorts
down and then licked his balls... he sighed and said, `I can't do that to
you'.

This was a boy who wanted to do it with me, had been offered by his friend
and here he was drawing back. I asked him gently what the matter was and we
began to talk. Yes he wanted fun with Roger but preferred girls because he
was afraid of guy fun, knew Roger was only really interested in being
friends with me. But at the same time let me know how Roger was terrified
if people found out he liked me and if we went further was equally worried
about it hurting because he wanted me to do everything to him. He'd sent
Philip along to find out how much it hurt! That's not a good reason for
doing it I explained and anyway I said I didn't have that much
experience. That was covering up my nearly complete lack of experience. I
was nearly naked now and knelt legs apart telling him to take his shorts
right down which he did. I lay him back and began to gaze at his sexy
body. He was smooth with light fair hair and well developed pubes. His cock
was a decent size and well chubbed up.

`You know Roger really wants you to be his first but is so afraid.'  `I
want to be Roger's first and want him inside me too. If Roger starts with
sucking then it will become natural. And you too for that matter.  I have
sucked before but no more than that. Would Roger do sucking to you? Would
he let you do it to him?'

`Don't think so. Not sure I could do it anyway'.

`Wanking only is fine' I added.

Then quietly at the back of a field this fifteen year old lad and myself
began to cuddle as I felt his arms, his strong muscles, washboard stomach
and good pubes. I used what I had learned, licked his balls, took his shaft
fully in my mouth and got him to face fuck me. I did it slowly swirling my
tongue round his shaft, holding his cock in my mouth and sucking deeply. It
didn't take long and I knew from the grunts coming from Philip he was
close.  I let his cum squirt over my hand and hugged him afterwards. `That
was so good' I added.

Philip was in heaven from this and I guessed no girl had as yet satisfied
him. It was the best thing he'd ever felt, far better than a wank.  We
hugged each other again and I asked what he was going to tell Roger. So
Roger was going to be told how wonderful being sucked was and that was
all. I knew Philip was scared over having to suck me so I told him to just
wank me off. I didn't want anyone in the village to know I was becoming a
confirmed gay guy. I lay back full stretched completely naked and let this
lad rub my shaft up and down. I gazed at him, a good looking boy but it was
Roger who I thought of as Philip wanked me. That was enough and I
deliberately did a full squirt in the air so it landed on his hand. Philip
was impressed by the amount of cum.

Getting ready for going further

I felt I needed to do more with guys before I could really do stuff with
Roger. I didn't want to hold back if I could possibly get further with
him. But of course Philip was going to tell Roger what had happened when we
met. I met Roger most evenings but while we chatted we didn't do much else
except our hands went across our shorts or jeans and we now kissed
regularly. I asked him what Philip had said and in fact Philip had given a
pretty accurate account of what had happened. I smiled and said, `he really
enjoyed being sucked'.

`Yeh..he said'

Won't you let me suck you?

Maybe...

I really want to suck with you

I know.. maybe next time

This was the pattern of our evenings. I could never be angry with him. That
shy smile and our increasingly frequent rubs on our bums and even more now
across our jeans or shorts as we kissed left me sighing for Roger.

The thing I know I needed to do was get my bum ready for action. Philip had
said how much he'd enjoyed being sucked and wanted it again. I wondered if
he would want to fuck me but doubted it. Just in case I had to get my bum
ready.  My plan was to finger my hole with candles so I bought some small
candles for a kid's birthday cake.

One night I lay on my bed naked when everyone else at home was asleep, with
the full length mirror on a cupboard in front of me. I had `borrowed' one
of my mum's candles as well as having the kiddie cake ones and now put my
legs in the air, spread them and got a good look at my ass. It wasn't
something I saw often but I could see it was pretty hairless. Before trying
the candle I used some shampoo to lube myself and just about got a finger
part way in. It stung and was painful. But I kept working the shampoo
in. My cock was as flat and down as it could be when I tried the birthday
cake candle. I pushed it in less than an inch and tears came to my eyes but
I took it quite easily and then tried two candles getting my bum hole as
sticky as I could. I knew I was tensing up now which was the opposite of
what you should do. I relaxed and then pushed again but this time with the
bigger candle. I was further in this time and was able to push it round a
little. After about five minutes of this which was quite painful I suddenly
sprang a hard and got an incredible feeling – I had found `the spot'. I
pushed the candle a little but now started wanking. I tried not to moan as
I came. So this was what I should go for. My bum felt a bit sore but none
the worse for the pushing.

Over the next few days I did a little pushing and working with the candle
and soon no longer bothered with the cake candles. I didn't get `the spot'
every time but soon it felt much easier pushing in. I felt ready to take a
cock so long as it was done slowly but who should be my first one? Should I
tell Roger about fingering my bum and using the candle? Should I tell him
about the gloryholes?

Roger and I still met in the evening on our walks and the gate became a
frequent spot for mutual pleasure now. I explained it was still a bit
exposed and there must be somewhere in the woods we could use and get
undressed. I had told Roger about how I used candles and he was really
interested. Roger blushed as he explained he knew a spot which of course
was his wanking place. I pretended I knew nothing of it but we agreed it
wasn't big enough for two guys to have good fun. Instead we followed the
path away from the woods, found some trees and of course had no visitors
there. It was out of the way. We had one gorgeous evening completely
alone. Our jeans and underwear were down and for the first time since we
met at the swimming pool we felt each other properly. Roger had: light
brown pubes although not very hairy, slim perfect tummy, a decent 4 inch
cock, gorgeous slim legs.  We soon found we could wank each other and
sighed as we had a cum over each other. I got Roger to raise his legs so I
could look at his arse and I did run my finger along his cleft. He didn't
stop me and I loved circling round his sweet hairless butt hole. I so
wanted to suck him tho he did let me stroke his nipples which got hard. Of
course this session ended in a super wank cumming deliberately into each
other's pants. So exciting going home with each other's cum squishing round
our asses.

I explained to him again how I was now fingering my bum regularly and using
a candle so I was ready to take a guy inside me. Roger was more interested
in how it felt. I explained how it stung and hurt at first but was now so
much easier. I offered to use the candle on him so he could feel what it
was like but there wasn't room around here for that. I then took things
further saying if he practised it on his own maybe we could meet up and try
it together.

Roger wasn't sure about this. While we were now kissing regularly and
wanking each other we had not tried cock sucking and our bums were unknown
to each other. Where could we meet for further exploration?

In the next installment Peter goes round to Roger's house by invitation and
makes an exciting discovery.