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Exploring

Chapter Nine

As my eyes darted around the room, my body tense and coiled to spring away to make an escape, I felt a hand rest itself on my knee. I turned back to see a smiling Daimon looking directly into my eyes.

"Andy, chill will ya," the chocolate coloured cherub told me. "Dave's cool ok."
"What do you mean cool?" I asked, nervously glancing at the bald headed man who was munching his way through the slice of pizza he had taken from Daimon's plate.
"I mean that Dave knows what I like doing," the younger boy replied. He glanced at Dave, an unspoken question on his face and I saw Dave give him a shrug. "Andy, look, I need to know if I can trust you?"
"Of course you can Dai," I replied straight away. "After what we've done, you could like maybe get me in trouble so it's a mutual trust isn't it?"

A smile spread across Dave's face at my reply and he leaned into Daimon, whispered something that I couldn't hear and pulled away, but not before kissing the boy on the ear.

"Okay Andy, what I mean is that you know the conversation we had on my bed after we had sex?" he asked me.
"Um, about how we like men?" I queried.
"Yeah, that's the one," he answered.

I nodded, a slow burning idea beginning to ignite in my brain.

"Well, Dave is the type of man who likes boys like us," Daimon told me, confirming the thought.
"Andy, we are trusting you with this," Dave told me, turning to face me and taking my hand in his. "Daimon's mother isn't really capable of looking after Dai, and I saw this and stepped in to help. I soon found out about Dai's preferences and, well I am sure you have discovered how difficult it is to turn him down when he has his mind set on getting what he wants."
"But you're not, like, forcing him to do stuff he don't want are you?" I asked, trying to put a bit of steel in my voice, and probably failing judging by the grins on both their faces.
"Yeah I make him do loads of stuff!" Daimon giggled.

I couldn't help but laugh at the boy's statement before we settled down again.

"Let's watch the highlights of the grand prix shall we?" Dave said to us.

He scooted us around so that he was in the middle of us, and we sat back down, the still fully clothed man in between the pair of us naked boys. Dave slipped his arms around each of us and pulled us into him.

I thought I would be a bit freaked at this to begin with, but as his hand stroked my side, I began to purr at the feeling of his rough hand against my skin. I tried to concentrate on the race showing on the television, but as soon as I heard moaning from my left, I turned to see Daimon kneeling on the sofa, his lips now engaged with Dave's. My first ever sighting of an under aged boy and a grown man kissing properly was enough to make me pop a boner once again.

As I sat watching the pair of them make out, it became obvious that this wasn't a first time thing that they were doing for my benefit. I started to feel very horny again myself and not wanting to interrupt the stroking I was receiving, I took my boner in my left hand and started to stroke my hard on. I was completely ignoring the television, as I watched Daimon's hands work their way inside Dave's open shirt to feel the man's chest.

I started to wank myself a little faster as I got more and more turned on at the thought that one day, it may be me in place of Daimon, kissing a man, when suddenly the pair broke their kiss.

"Dave, we're being rude here," Dai chided the older man.
"Andy, please forgive us," Dave said, turning to me.
"It's okay," I told them. "I mean, it's obvious you love each other so it's fine."
"Well, it looked like you were enjoying watching us, you perv!" Dai joked, pointing at my hand that was still pumping my cock.
"Yeah, it was kinda really hot you know," I said, blushing madly.
"What part of it did you find hot?" Dave asked me.
"Um, well the fact that you were kissing each other, and that Dai is naked and trying to get you naked," I replied.
"So you like seeing Dai naked?" the man asked me.
"Um well yeah, but..." I stuttered to a stop.
"But what?" Dave questioned. "It's okay to say anything here Andy, no-one will judge you no matter what you say."

I took a deep breath and decided to go for it.

"Well what really got me hot was not who you are, but what you are," I started. "You know, a man and a boy kissing each other. I really want to be that boy kissing a man, to be naked with a man and to, you know, do stuff with a man."

There I had said it! Finally I had admitted it out loud properly. I hung my head low, my chin resting against chest. Dave reached out and with his hand underneath my chin, lifted my head back up so he could look me in the eyes.

"Andy, listen to me kiddo," Dave started. "Throughout history, there have been boys and men who have relationships. It's just in these dark ages that it is frowned upon by those who don't believe that a boy like you could possibly know what he wants."
"But that's stupid and unfair!" I almost cried out. "If I wanted to go out with a girl, everyone says that's great and what I should do, but cos I want a man, I'm not allowed."
"Oh trust me, Andy," Dave said. "You are more than allowed and you will be attracting all sorts of men who will want you."

Dave leaned in towards me and with a tilt of my head, placed his lips on mine. I felt his tongue push against my closed mouth so I parted my moist lips and let him poke himself into my mouth. He moved his body closer to mine and he placed his arms around me, rubbing my naked back as I sucked on his tongue. I slipped my hands inside his shirt, feeling his chest. I could sense the strength in the man as his body felt as though there was no fat on it at all. We kissed for a few minutes, my dick straining in its hardness, becoming uncomfortable. I think he could sense something wrong as he pulled away from my mouth.

"What's wrong kiddo?" Dave asked me.
"Um, I'm..." I started.
"Horny!" Daimon finished off, taking hold of my stiff cock.
"Oh fuck!" I moaned out as I felt his small hand grip the sensitive head of my love stick.
"Easy Daimon," Dave chided. "I bet he's still a little sore after banging your bum for all that time!"
"Ooops, sorry," Dai giggled out.
"S'oaky!" I gasped out.
"Here, let me take over," Dave said.

Daimon released his grip and the older man reached out and I had a grown man touch me sexually for the first time. I thought that he was just going to wank me off but he had other ideas and pushed me backwards so I was laying against the arm of the sofa, the front of my body fully exposed to him. He leaned forward and in one motion, swallowed my six inches to the hilt.

"Awwww fuck me Jesus!" I groaned out, revelling in the sensation of the experienced mouth of Daimon's step dad, or whatever he is!

Dave started massaging my balls as he sucked, licked and generally orally abused my dick. I was in heaven, leaning back and purring softly as my shaft was made love to by the man's mouth. One of my legs had got kind of trapped between us, so I shifted position slightly with the help of Dave's hand and the man scooted so that he was in between my now outstretched legs.

I heard a click of fingers and lazily lifted my head to see Daimon holding a jar of something by the side of Dave who was dipping a finger into it.

Did this mean he was going to . . .

My thought was interrupted as my hole was penetrated by Dave's thick finger.

"SHIT!" I shouted out, as the pain of the sudden intrusion hit my brain.

Another click of fingers and I found my mouth being filled by Daimon's dick.

"Suck me Andy and take your mind off it," the younger boy told me.

As he was holding my head and sliding in and out of my mouth, I didn't really have a lot of choice. My own cock, which had wilted slightly as the shock of having Dave's digit pushed inside me, returned back to full hardness as I realised that I was now almost fulfilling one of my hottest fantasies. I had always dreamed, in my dirtiest and sluttiest dreams, that I would be prone like I was now, except it would be three men, one in my mouth, one with his cock and not his finger up my ass and the third sucking me to a climax.

Dave suddenly found my prostate with his finger and realised it when I nearly bucked myself off the couch. He attacked it over and over, rubbing and prodding it with an expert touch. I started to grind harder, pushing my butt against his knuckles, thrusting my cock into his mouth, groaning around Daimon's iron hard three inches. Daimon himself I could feel was approaching his own climax as he tightened his grip on my face and started to power fuck my mouth, slamming his balls into my nose.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, cumming!" was all I could hear the younger boy moan as he held my face and his dick static in my mouth. I could feel it throb and jerk around over my tongue which I tried to use to help give him extra enjoyment.

Knowing he was orgasming and if he was a little older, I would have been drinking his juice, pushed me over the edge and my own hands found the bald head of the man who was doing such a fine oral and anal job on my body. With Daimon still in my mouth, I could do no more than squeak out as I felt my hole constrict around Dave's finger and my balls sent shot after shot of my boy juice into the man's willing mouth.

I went limp as the last shot was nursed out of my dick and lay, panting, on the sofa. I looked over at the now shirtless man.

"So how was that for a first time with a man?" Dave asked me.
"Fucking fantastic!" I somehow managed to garble out.
"Your juice is so bloody sweet that I'm thinking about kidnapping you and jerking you dry so I can bottle it and sell it!"

Daimon collapsed on the floor, holding his sides at the thought, and I had to laugh myself as the vision of me being attached to one of those milking machines you see at farms came into my head.

I sat back upright, my bum a little sore from the fingering that Dave had given me. Dave sat back down next to me, drawing me into a hug. Daimon not wanting to miss out, jumped onto Dave's lap and was encircled by the older man's other arm.

"Well, I was thinking about seeing if you wanted fucking now," Dave started, "but I saw you shift uncomfortably a moment ago so there is no way I am going to stick my slab up inside you today."
"You mean you will on another day?" I asked, hopefully.
"If that's what you want, then yes I will," he replied.

I could see Daimon squirming, wanting to get a word in. Dave could as well so we both gave him the opportunity.

"Yes angel," Dave said, causing me to snigger at his pet name.
Daimon gave me a pout before saying, "I was thinking, maybe you could do me so Andy can see what it's like, and then I could do Andy cos I'm smaller and won't hurt him and he can see what it's like to get a cock up his bum."
"Nice thinking Dai," Dave congratulated him, causing a huge smile to break across Daimon's face. "What do you think to that idea?"

I pondered it for a few moments. I did really want to try being fucked. After all, most of my fantasies revolved around that. I considered what Dave had said about my hole hurting, and well I'm guessing that the guy is probably packing some serious cock the way he called it a slab, and if I want to learn without getting hurt, Daimon seemed a safer option. Besides, if I could keep that smile on his face, I knew I would do anything for him. Then there was also the bonus of watching Daimon get his ass fucked by Dave. I guess my answer was already written across a certain part of my body, as little Andy had already given his approval by popping back up to full attention.

I nodded my answer and Daimon jumped up with a yell of victory, kissed me firmly on the mouth in thanks and proceeded to swipe a huge amount of Vaseline from the jar that Dave had used earlier. He sat back onto the sofa but shifted so that he could use his flexibility to cock his legs over his shoulders and give himself access to his own hole, where he deposited the Vaseline.

"Why don't you get Andy to do that, while I get undressed?" Dave suggested.
"Great idea!" Daimon and I both said at the same time, causing a round of giggles from the pair of us.

I got on my knees in front of the exposed pucker, his dark skin glistening with the smear of the greasy substance. I used the first two fingers of my right hand to scoop up the blob he had deposited and began to ease my fingers inside him, causing a huge moan to escape from the boy. I couldn't believe how easy the Vaseline made it so that I could slide first two, and then add a third finger.

"It's a little more messy than lube, but makes it a lot slicker for longer," Dave answered my unasked question.

He placed his hands on my shoulders and guided me to the side where I could still see perfectly what was about to happen. I took a look at Dave's dick for the first time, and thanked my lucky stars that this pair of lovers had been my virgin experience. I am sure that if Dave was the type of paedophile that you read about in the papers, my ass would be split in two by now. What did I mean by that? As Dave told me earlier, there has always been man boy love that is mutual, loving and respectful. Yes the men are paedophiles, but that is just another word for boy lover. It has been hijacked by the media and turned it into another meaning, that of child rapist. Those are the ones who us boys have to watch out for.

Dave knelt in front of Daimon and guided his humongous cock towards the little boy's hole. I have grown very intimate with my own six inches, so a quick visual measurement of Dave's slab had my eyes watering at the thought of taking nine inches inside me. Not only was he long, but also quite thick as well. I watched in amazement as he pushed the head against Daimon's pucker and eased it inside the boy.

"Now that's what I need!" Daimon moaned out.
"Aw fucking hell Dai, how you keep so tight is beyond me!" Dave said, as he began to slide himself inside his boy lover.

I could see Daimon's abs tighten up, forming an impressive four pack as he adjusted his position to allow the man greater and easier access to his love canal. Dave, who must have had about a quarter of himself inside the boy by now, responded by suddenly thrusting forward and impaling the eleven year old bottom fully onto his cock.

Daimon's mouth opened but no sound escaped. His dark eyes had gone wide, and tears welled at the corner. I began to get a little fearful for my little cherub but as I opened my own mouth to say something, I heard Daimon croak words.

"Fucking hell Dave, that always gets me spot real good," the boy whimpered out.
"I know angel, which is why I love doing it," the man replied.

He leaned forward and planted a kiss on Daimon's forehead, both of his eyes and the tip of his nose before finding the boy's waiting mouth. Daimon's arms snuck around Dave's torso and the love making started up properly.

I watched in awe as Daimon's hole seemed to suck in Dave's pole with every forward thrust. I peered closer to the action, and reached out hesitantly as if to touch Dave's huge love shaft as it ploughed into a hole which I had done not so long ago.

"Go ahead and touch it Andy," Dave encouraged me. "Hold your finger by the side of Dai's hole and feel my cock pump it."

I did as the man commanded and could feel the heat emanating from the friction, despite the Vaseline coating. I put my fingers at the side of Daimon's pucker and held them there when suddenly Dave leaned forward and took my hand away. He held it up to his mouth and sucked in two of my fingers. He bobbed his head slightly as he moved my hand back and forth, coating the two digits with saliva. I started to get even more turned on by this action but my hand that had reached for my erection was slapped away.

Dave pulled my fingers from his mouth and guided them down, towards Daimon's hole. Surely he wasn't going to?

"Um, Dave, won't this hurt him?" I asked, worried for my newest best friend.
"Trust me Andy," the man replied. "I'd never hurt Daimon, he's my reason for living."
"Such mush, just fuck me hard will ya!" Daimon commanded.

I looked at the boy and was a little shocked to see his face was now a mask of lust. He certainly was enjoying the ride that his man lover was giving him, so I gave in to Dave's desire and returned my fingers to where Dave was thrusting back and forth. Dave slowed down and placed my fingers on the top of his shaft. As he slid forward and into Daimon's willing entrance, my fingers were taken along for the ride.

"Aw fucking fuck fuck!" Daimon yelled out as my fingers stretch his hole further than before.

I tried to pull out, but was held in place by the strong arm of Dave.

"Just watch," he told me, and I did. Within seconds, the dreamy look returned to Dai's face as his cock began to throb and pulse, trying to seed the world with semen not yet produced. I felt his pucker twitch and constrict against my fingers and Dave's prick.

Dave pulled my hand away and picked up the pace of his thrusts. His panting told me that he must be approaching his own climax and as he did, I was surprised to see him pull out of the young boy. He leaned forward and took hold of his own cock, pumping it furiously and threw his head back as he unloaded shot after shot after shot of his spunk, covering the face, neck and chest of Daimon.

Dave rocked back on his haunches, breathing heavily, a contented smile on his face as he basked in the afterglow of his climax. I looked at Daimon, who's naturally tanned body now glistened with the white sticky fluid that the man had covered him with. I couldn't resist. I had always wondered what someone else's cum tasted like so I leaned forward and licked one of the dribbles that was running down past Daimon's right nipple. It didn't taste too bad, I thought to myself, and continued my clean up of the boy's body.

Finally I reached his cum soaked face and he took great delight in my oral cleaning as I licked around his cheek and chin before finishing with kissing the spunk on his lips.

"MMMMmmmmm Dave spunk, I love the taste," he said to me as we broke for air.
"You boys look so hot together," Dave said. "I think I want to see you two fuck now."

Daimon didn't need a second telling as he shifted off of my body and leaned over to get the Vaseline jar. He quickly greased a couple of his fingers up and told Dave to lift my legs. I was lying on the floor on my back as the man grabbed hold of my ankles and pulled them up and over my shoulders, holding them down onto the floor. This position totally exposed my bum to Daimon, whose familiar toothy grin was back in place as he leaned forward and gave my hole a full length lick with his tongue. I shivered as the sensation of his oral muscle teasing and trying to penetrate my virgin hole flowed over me. He stopped his licking and with no hesitation at all, he slipped the two fingers inside me. I groaned in delight as I felt no pain as the young boy's slim fingers easily penetrated past my outer muscle. He finger fucked me for a few moments, twisting them to stretch my hole open, getting it ready for its first ever fuck.

"Are you sure about this, Andy?" Dave asked me. "You only get to give your virginity to someone once."
"I know, and there is no-one I'd rather give it to than Dai," I panted out.

I knew I had said the right words by a glance at the boy's face as he positioned himself above me. His little brown three inch stick of pleasure pushed against my hole and I felt it slide into me with no problem and more importantly, just a small stinging feeling as my virginity was taken from me.

"Oh Jeez Dai, this feels great," I gushed.
"I know it does, why do you think I like it so much!" he replied, as he started up a rocking motion, thrusting himself inside me. "Just wait till you try it with a man's cock, it's so much better when your hole is really stretched!"

As I lay on my back, getting used to the feeling of Daimon sliding in and out of me, I thought about his comment. Unfortunately, Daimon's thrusts bottomed out a little too shallow to hit my spot, so my mind wandered for a moment and thought about taking Dave's cock up inside me. I shuddered at the thought, as although I know for a fact he would rub my prostate over and over, surely something that big will kill me. Although Daimon can manage it!

Daimon! Oh yeah, he's fucking me at the moment. My mind came back to the job in hand and Daimon started to buck into me faster. My hole was beginning to feel a little sore as his iron hard stiffy thrust in and out of me. The feelings around my hole made it worthwhile though as I did feel my hard on begin to throb slightly.

"Hold your ankles back here Andy," Dave told me.

As I did, he released his hold and took hold of my straining cock. He started to pump it, matching the thrusting movements of his young apprentice. This was too much for me and I felt my balls start to load my pistol for the third time this afternoon.

"CUMMIN!!" I grunted out as the first shot of my spunk flew out, past my head and onto the rug. A second and third shot took me full in the face, while a forth shot hit my chest. I felt myself clamp around Daimon's dick who squealed in his own pleasure as he started his own dry orgasm inside me.

We flopped out, my legs falling back to the floor and Daimon falling back on top of me. He snuggled on my chest for a few moments before looking up at me, his adorable eyes shining with the pleasure that he had experience.

"Enjoy that?" he asked me.
"Stupid question!" I replied as I reached down, hoisted him up so our faces were level and engaged him in a soft, gentle kiss.

A towel hit the pair of us as Dave re-entered the room which we hadn't heard him exit.

"Time to clean up," he told us. "Are you staying the night or going home?"
"Um, what's the time?" I muttered out, my body beginning to feel the exertions of three orgasms.
"Half nine," Dave told me.

HALF NINE!!! SHIT SHIT SHIT!

I jumped up and looked around wildly. Daimon guessing that I wanted my phone pointed me in the direction of his room. I ran through, narrowly missing stubbing my toe on his door and grabbed at my shorts. I fished my phone out of my pocket and sure enough there they were. Four missed calls, six text messages and two voicemail messages.

I scanned the six text messages, which ranged from "when are you coming home" through "are you staying out for dinner" to "WHERE ARE YOU!". I dialled the voicemail centre and listened to the first brief message which consisted of Dad asking the question about dinner. The second one however was much more insistent and worried.

Nervously, I called up the contacts and dialled Dad's mobile, as I hadn't got our new home number programmed in yet.

"Hey Dad, it's me," I started.
"WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU!" came the shouted response down the phone.
"Um, I'm still at Daimon's," I replied. "I'm sorry I missed your calls, but my phone fell out my pocket when we were in his room and we have been in the lounge and we didn't hear it go and we lost track of time I guess."
"Well you need to be more careful son," he said, a little calmer now he knew I was alright. "I was worried something had happened to you."
"I know, I'm sorry," I apologised.
"Well, I want you home in the next ten minutes, okay?" he told me.

I knew better than to push anything so I agreed and grabbed my clothes, putting them on hurriedly. I walked back out into the lounge to see Daimon and Dave locked at the lips.

"Um, sorry but I've gotta go," I said, breaking their concentration. "Dad has flipped cos he couldn't get hold of me."
"Sure you can't stay?" Dai begged, giving me a look that even the most adorable puppy on any animal rescue charity would have found hard to meet.
"Dai, we don't want to push his Dad," Dave chided the eager boy. "If we want Andy to spend more time around here, we need to play by the rules and raise no suspicions of his Dad. The last thing we want is for Andy to be grounded now is it?"
"I guess not," Daimon whined out. "It's just I like holding him, he's smoother than you!"

That earned the young boy a smack on his bare bum cheeks, which he grabbed in mock pain. He came up to me and hugged me and gave me a sloppy wet kiss. When he released me, I went to hug Dave. He was stood in front of me with a wet cloth.

"I think we better clean of the evidence before you go home, don't you?" he asked me.
"Oh, um, yeah," I replied, forgetting that I had shot all over myself. My chest could wait until I jump in the shower, but it would be hard explaining why I had dried spunk on my face.

Dave wiped my face gently with the cloth, removing the stains before kissing me on the lips.

"When you're ready to take things further, just let Dai know," he said to me. "I know you will want to continue things with Daimon, but when you want to start fully exploring true man boy sex, we can arrange something I'm sure."
"Great!" I enthused. "I definitely want to, but I'm a bit unsure about the size of yours!"
"Don't worry about that," Dave said. "I think I know someone who would be more than willing to help you learn, if you want to."
"It's all about what you want, Andy," Daimon piped up. "Dave won't make you do anything you don't want to."
"I'm getting that," I replied, more confident that I had found people who understood my wants and needs.

After another set of hugs and kisses, we said our goodbyes and I exited the apartment to venture home, no doubt leaving them to a night of sex.

Night had fallen and the village looked completely different by streetlamp than by sunlight. As soon as I stepped out of the lobby of Daimon's apartment block, I could hear raucous laughter from down the road, which must be people sat outside Lawtons. Did I want to walk past a load of potentially drunken people?

The alternative would be to go all the way around the block of the centre of the village, which could take an extra five or ten minutes unless I ran, and I was in no fit state to do that. My body felt drained so I set off down the road, keeping my head down.

Just as I got to the Tesco Express, I heard a female voice speak to me.

"Hello there sweetie, how's your day been?" it said.

I looked around and a smile came to my face as I saw the uniform clad form of Gina standing outside the shop. She had her coat on and a bag of shopping by her side.

"Hi Gina," I replied. "I'm good. I went to Kumaga today with my Dad and brother and it was ace."
"Oh yeah, it is really nice up there," she replied. "Tony and I go there about once a month."
"Who's Tony?" I asked.
"My boyfriend," she replied. "Although not for much longer if he keeps me waiting another five minutes."

She had a smile on her face as she said this, so I'm guessing she didn't really mean it. I was just about to ask where she lived when a black Porsche pulled up next to the kerb.

"Sorry I'm late hun," a husky voice said as the driver's window wound down. "Work kept me late again."
"That's okay Tony, I had Andy here to keep me company," Gina told him.

She leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the cheek as a farewell, and moved around to the passenger side of the car. I glanced into the car and was surprised to see the dark haired bloke that I saw sat outside Lawtons on the Friday when I walked to the shop.

"You trying to steal my girl?" Tony asked me, a hint of menace in his voice.
"Um, no sir," I stammered out. "I was just heading home from a mate's house."
"Relax kid," the man said with a smile. "I'm pulling your leg. Have a safe walk home."

I nodded at them, Gina giving me a wave as Tony wheel span the car and sped off far too quickly up Main Street. God, does everyone drive or park like twats?

I needed to get home and with a quick look both ways, I crossed the road leading to the park. Now that Daimon has shown me the shortcut, I made a quick dash across the park and down the cut through and tried to open the front door, only to find it locked.

Humph, it's gonna be like that is it?

I rang the bell and was greeted by a smarmy looking Jack.

"Someone's in trouble!" my younger sibling said in a sing song tone of voice.

I shot him the finger and pushed past him.

"Dad is in his office and said you are to go see him when you get back," Jack told me.
"What sort of mood is he in?" I asked, turning back to him.
"Pissed off," my sibling replied, brushing his hand through his hair. "I'm gonna go get a seat in the lounge ready for the show!"

I leaned forward and quickly delivered a sharp punch to Jack's bicep, knowing that within minutes he would have a dead arm.

"Ow! I'm gonna tell Dad!" he whined out. "Then you'll be in worse shit than you already are."
"You tell him and I'll get you in your sleep," I warned him.

I was being horrible I know, but I just wasn't in the mood for his smugness at me being in trouble. As for Jack getting a ringside seat, it was part of the sliding scale of punishment that if Dad decided we deserved to be spanked, normally a last resort, it was always done in front of the other brother to help further the embarrassment. I'm guessing that Jack has made his mind up that it was the punishment I deserved.

I knocked on the door to Dad's office and on his command to enter, I opened and looked inside for the first time. It looked basically like every other one person office that you see on television. A desk with a docking station for his laptop, a twenty two inch monitor, desk tidy, pens and the like were on the desktop, while calendars with project planners adorned the walls. I was pleased to see several photo frames of our family scattered on the desk and one wall, and hoped that he looked at them frequently during the next few minutes.

"Sit." I was told, so I did, making sure that my posture was correct. One thing that Dad hated was for us to slouch in chairs, especially when it's punishment detail!
"Dad, I'm really sorry," I started, thinking to get a few words of apology in first.
"Save it," he said, cutting me off.

I looked at Dad's face, and while not as mad as I have seen him in the past, I could tell he was still pretty pissed off at me.

"Firstly, you should always keep your phone with you when you are out," he said. "What if I needed to get hold of you for an emergency? I have no idea where this boy lives, so how could I have gotten hold of you?"
"I agree Dad, but as I said, it had fallen out of my pocket in Daimon's room and I didn't realise until it was time to come home," I explained.
"Time to come home?" Dad retorted. "That's the second thing. Unless you say otherwise, I expect you home in time for tea. I ordered in pizza and we now have one going in the bin as you were not here to eat it."
"I doubt that, with the pizza disposal machine sat out there," I snorted out. Bad move. Dad wasn't in the mood for jokes.
"Thirdly, I want to know where you are," he said. "There are too many instances these days of kids going missing."
"I was at Daimon's," I replied. "I told you."
"But I don't know where he lives, who he lives with, are they criminals or anything," Dad countered.

I was about to reply that everything was fine at Daimon's, but the thought of Dave's sexual activity with Daimon, and hopefully me, and suddenly, I could see Dad's concern. If it was anyone else, I could have been seriously abused.

"Ok Dad, I know I did wrong, and I'm sorry," I said. "It won't happen again, and I'll take my punishment."
"Good lad," Dad answered. "I know that it's exciting for you, making new friends after everything that happened before, but you have to sensible and safe. I'd hate myself if I let anything happen to you or your brother."

We got up and hugged, before Dad opened the door. I exited the office and started for the stairs, thinking if I could get out of sight, I may get out of mind as well. A hand on my shoulder prevented it.

"Not so fast son," Dad said. "I think five for each is sufficient."
"FIFTEEN?" I squeaked out. Shit, I had a sore bum already and this was going to be painful. Dad isn't one to shirk on his smacks.

He pushed me forwards into the lounge and depressingly, Jack was sat quietly in an armchair, sipping at some juice. His face lit up with a grin as he watched Dad sit down on the middle cushion of the three seater settee.

"Unless you want to be next Jack, you don't say a word," Dad warned my brother, who straightened on the chair, unsuccessfully trying to knock the grin from his lips. I swear, if he mentions this later, I will knock it off for him. With my fist!

I stood in front of my Dad, trying to delay the inevitable.

"Ok son, you know the drill," he said to me.

Boy did I know the drill! I had become extremely rebellious to him when things were going against me in Leeds as I looked for a target for my frustrations. He tried to ignore some of my misdemeanours, but when I pushed too far, punishments were given.

I unbuttoned my shorts and let them slip to my ankles. Knowing that I wouldn't get away with keeping my briefs on, I hooked my fingers through the waistband and pulled them down as well, leaving myself exposed in front of my family. With my head down so that I didn't have to make eye contact, I positioned myself and laid across his knees, my arse face up to him at an angle that I knew he could swipe my cheeks with his palm. Again, through experience, Jack and I had discovered that if he was able to deliver what he thought to be telling smacks, we got off a little easier than him deciding half way through that we were not in the correct position and started again.

Even though we have as good a brotherly relationship as I imagine could exist, both Jack and I do take a perverse delight in each other's misfortunes, provided that it nothing that would injure the other, or make our life outside of the family unit worse. We do try to catch each other out, and set traps for the other. We will, on occasion, fight tooth and nail with each other but as soon as we step across the threshold of the door, we are a partnership, a deadly duo who the world needs to watch out for. I closed my eyes so that I no longer had to look at the smirking face of Jack.

SMACK!

The first one caught me unaware. As much as you know something is going to happen, going to hit you, if you close your eyes and wait for it to happen, it always seems to take you by surprise when it actually does happen. I gave a little yelp as the sting started to penetrate my brain. I am used to hard hits when it comes to playing rugby, but there is a difference between that and the flat of your father's hand.

By the time the seventh smack, my bum was beginning to burn and I am sure it must have reddened. However, I kept my mouth firmly closed as I wouldn't give Jack the pleasure of me crying out or asking Dad to stop, which he wouldn't do anyway.

The last two or three smacks really stung against my bare cheeks and as I went to get up, my Dad rested his hand on the flat of my back, holding me back down with light pressure.

"Stay for a second Andy," Dad said to me. "You can go now Jack."
"But I wanna see him get up!" Jack whined.
"Unless you want to take his place, you'll go to your room and get ready for bed," Dad offered.

With a yelp, Jack was up and gone, leaving the pair of us alone, me still face down over his lap.

"Andy, I asked you to stay down because I thought I noticed something and I wanted to talk to you without Jack being present," Dad told me.
"What?" I asked, just about holding back any sob that wanted to escape and ruin my brave façade.

Dad placed a hand on each of my bum cheeks, and to my utter embarrassment, pulled them apart exposing my hole to his view.

"DAD!" I shouted out, pushing myself up and off his lap, and away from him.
"Sorry son, but I had to see properly," he apologised.
"That is so wrong!" I said, shocked that he would look there. "That's private!"
"I know son and I apologise for invading your space," he said, but still holding eye contact with me. "But I thought I saw something wrong with your anus, and I was right."
"What do you mean something wrong?" I asked, not wanting for him to realise exactly what it all meant.
"I could see that it looked puffy and slightly swollen, and there was the start of a bruise," he told me.

CRAP! NOT GOOD!

"Now I believe that there are only a couple of ways that this can happen, all of them are sexual in nature," he said, confirming my worst fears. "Want to tell me about it?"
"No, not really," I said, blushing to the very roots of all the hair on my body.
"Okay, I assume by that response that it does involve sex," he replied. "I won't push for details as long as you assure me that you were not harmed and that it wasn't forced upon you."
"It didn't and it wasn't, I promise!" I told him, my mind begging him to leave it alone.
"Just one last question about it," he said. "Was it Daimon?"

I nodded, knowing that he would be accepting of me being penetrated by the younger boy, rather have any fears of his that I had hooked up with a man. I didn't have to worry about lying about that, it was just next time that I would hopefully have to start being more careful.

"Ok, off you go," Dad said, dismissing me for the night. As I scrambled to get out of the door, he looked over at me once more. "Just be careful Andy, I don't want to see you ever get hurt okay?"
"I know, nor do I," I answered.

With a thought, I went back across the room to him and gave him a hug. Unfortunately, with the stinging in my bum cheeks now reduced to a dull ache, and thoughts flashing through my mind of what I will hopefully be doing next time I'm round Daimon's, the feel of my Dad's hands on my back as he returned the hug was enough to wake up little Andy.

I broke the hug before he noticed, I hoped, grabbed my shorts to cover up and said my goodnights.

I bounded up the stairs and ignoring the music pumping from Jack's room, entered my own bedroom, shutting the door behind me. I punched the remote for my docking station and Muse blasted out my speakers. I shed my shirt and socks and jumped onto my bed.

Not being able to help myself, and being the constantly horny teen that I am, I wrapped my right hand around the six inches of boneless boner pointing at the ceiling. I started the stroking motion that has brought so many boys pleasure across the centuries but for once, something was missing.

My left hand traced down and cupped my balls. I gave them a slight squeeze and tug, but still, the pleasure section of my brain demanded more.

I moved my hand lower and rubbed my index finger over my hole that had been ridden so purposely by Daimon a couple of hours earlier. Itchy sensations shuddered through my body and in haste, I pushed my finger deep inside myself.

"Ah fuck, that's it," I whimpered to myself, giggling slightly thinking back to how I had just matched Daimon's moans as Dave pushed his large cock inside the small boy.

I began to slide my finger in and out of my bum hole, loving the feel. As I sped up my strokes, I knew it was going to be over very quickly so quickly added a second finger into my willing anal passageway.

The special feeling that we all love hit me as the first spurt of my spunk shot onto my chest. I moaned out loudly as I milked my cock, thrusting my fingers inside me. The second and third shot barely dribbled out, testament to how much I had shot already today.

With eyes getting heavy, I circled my boy juice on my smooth body, rubbing it in to my nipples, loving the feeling of the slimy stuff coating my erect nips.

I knew that I had to cover up before it was too late. I eased my fingers out of my behind, and in a moment of daring, stuck them in my mouth. I thought I would be repulsed but all in all, aside from a slight musky smell and flavour, it wasn't too bad. I shifted position and pulled my quilt back and rolled myself onto the bed sheet. A quick tug and the quilt was back in place, covering my naked form.

I reached out and turned off my lamp, bringing darkness onto an exhilarating day.

To be continued!!

Hope you enjoyed it. Andy.
Well it looks like Andy is finally getting there. Anyone guess in advance that Daimon was being buggered by Dave?

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