Date: Fri, 15 Mar 2019 15:31:36 +0000 From: Andy Mann Subject: Further Education - Part 2 Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. All names, places and descriptions are purely fictional, and are not based on any real person, living or dead. Please leave now if you are underage, or dislike vivid descriptions of sexual activity between men and boys. Please send any comments to andymann303@outlook.com. And please consider donating to Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Gay - Adult-Youth: M+/b+ oral anal - - - - - Further Education - Part 2 A few days after my second gang-bang, Howard invited me to a "Saturday morning get-together". I was a bit nervous about attending a "sideshow romp", but as always, my cock overruled my head. I knew that Frazer and Graeme wouldn't approve, especially when they discovered that Howard, a good friend, had arranged the romp behind their backs. However, my addiction to group sex was now total, so I was willing to suffer their disapproval. "Saturday morning pictures?" queried Howard, as his Humber Snipe pulled away from the railway station. "Is that where your parents think you are now, at the cinema .... And then going on to play with a friend at his house?" "Yes," I replied. "That's what I normally do on a Saturday, so I don't have to be home until four o'clock." "Excellent," he said. After some ten minutes, the Humber Snipe pulled into the driveway of a large detached house. I was surprised when we reached the front door and Howard didn't use a key, he just opened the door and invited me inside. We walked into the living-room and I was stunned to see two naked men fucking a young Asian boy on the sofa. Howard introduced me to his three friends and told me that I would see them again later. He then led me upstairs to the main bedroom. "Let's get naked, Alan," he said. "The bathroom's through there." As soon as we were naked, Howard took me in his arms and kissed me. I returned his kiss and then felt his tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth and let his tongue enter. We kissed for several long minutes, and then I felt his hands exploring my rigid cock. Seconds later, I was lowered onto the king-sized bed and gently caressed. Howard kissed me on the forehead and then moved down to kiss my neck and suck my nipples. When my nipples were fully erect, he began to stroke my cock. I closed my eyes as he opened his mouth and engulfed my hard-standing stem. "I'm nearly there," I said, a few minutes later. "I can't hold out much longer." He continued to move his head up and down, whilst tightening his lips around my aching stem. I so liked being sucked off by a real expert. I then shuddered and filled his mouth with a deluge of teenage spunk. "Lummy!" I yelped. "That was bloody fantastic. I feel zingy all over." I was surprised when he swallowed my seed and sucked in a bit more. For my part, I was happy to empty my ball-sac into his willing mouth. And, after I was drained completely dry, happy to lie back and let him lick my cock clean. We lay together, just cuddling for a short while. I then decided to go down on his rigid length. I was so engrossed in what I was doing, I just didn't notice that the bedroom door had opened and three naked men were watching me. Each man was playing with his fully erect cock, and when Howard saw them, he beckoned them in to get a better look. "This is Alan," announced Howard. "The bum-boy in the pix I showed you yesterday. He's here to be humped and sperm-dumped, so let's give him a warm welcome." I just gulped as the men came and stood beside the bed, whilst continuing to stroke their rigid cocks. One of them offered me his cock to suck on. I smiled and moved my head sideways, so that I could take him up on his offer. And as I did so, I felt hands moving up and down my naked body. "Let's give 'em a show, Alan," said Howard. "Lay on your side and push out your bum." Howard began to fuck me hard; and as the men closed in around us, I tried to keep the man's cock in my mouth, which wasn't an easy thing to do. I then felt a warmth deep inside me - Howard had reached his climax and was flooding my inner sanctum with seed. "Fuck, he's great," purred Howard. "This boy is fuckin' awesome." When he was fully drained, he withdrew his cock and I felt an instant loss. However, as Howard rolled away, another man swiftly took his place. His rigid cock was quickly inserted, and went straight inside me fully; and then began to power-fuck me hard. "You okay, kid?" the man asked. "I'm kinda heavy-handed with tiddlers. They bring out the worse in me." "No worries," I replied. "I-I-I... like it rough and ready." This encouraged the man to really go to town on my arsehole, and so it only took him a few more minutes to add his load to the seed already inside me. In the meantime, I was trying to get another cock in my mouth - sucking cock and being fucked at the same time wasn't a skill I had yet perfected. Anyway, we continued in this vein until all the men had flooded my inner sanctum with their seed. "Tip-top session," said Howard. "Now let's get Alan in the bath and cleaned up. We can fuck him again this afternoon." * * * After lunch, I was photographed in the garden with Aran, the Asian boy. He was fourteen years old and 'belonged' to Nick and Peter, the men who were fucking him earlier in the living-room. Aran was real cute, and we did look good together. He spoke good English and sucked cock like a real expert. Howard and his friends took umpteen photographs of us at play on the grass. "Right, Alan," said Howard. "Lean over the patio table and look cute for the cameras." I bent over the table and smiled at my audience; and as I did so, Nick began rubbing Vaseline into my arse-crack. "We can't do it out here," I said. "It's not right." "Sex in the sun is always right," he said, as he penetrated me with two greasy fingers. My hole was soon open and ready for a man-size cock. Several cameras clicked away as Nick finger-fucked my rear end. I began a regular back and forth motion when his cock-head pushed against my anus. Unfortunately, my anus didn't open wide enough to let in the cock-head, despite me wanting it so bad. "New cock nerves," said Nick. "It's quite common." "Fuck off, Nick," said Howard. "Alan's seen the size of your cock. He wants it, but his nervous system is keeping his arse-lips tight with fright. You might rip him open, and then we'll all be scuppered." "Nonsense," said Nick. "A boy's arsehole is like Doctor Who's Tardis. It looks small on the outside, but it's a lot bigger on the inside. It's something to do with ship's 'chameleon circuit', I believe." "Bollocks!" snapped Marc. "A boy's arsehole is more like a black hole. It sucks in pricks from all over the galaxy, given the chance. It's something to do with the 'lust particle', I believe." Marc and Nick kept using sci-fi analogies and jargon to explain away my arse-lip problem. Meanwhile, the rest of the men stepped forward to test Marc's black hole theory. This allowed the four men to fuck me, al fresco, as Marc and Nick continued to argue the toss. * * * Howard's sideshow romp wasn't mentioned during my next visit to the cottage. The garage was full that day, and Martin and I were joined by Bryan, a twelve-year-old boy who had fallen behind in English and Maths. Howard took a stack of photographs of Bryan tied to the butcher's block; and because he was new, Martin and I were relegated to the 'Back-up Bums' bench, and accommodating the really horny boy-lovers, the ones that always came back for seconds. Come Saturday, Howard and I entered the house and found a roomful of naked men in the living-room. I nodded and smiled as the men looked me up and down, and leered at my crotch. "Greetings all," said Howard. "This is Alan, the bum-boy who satisfied some of you last week. He's here to try out the new sex swing, so I hope it's been put together properly. We don't want it collapsing on us after the first fuck." The men laughed as they stepped aside to reveal the metal and leather "sex swing", which was standing in the centre of the room. It consisted of a large square frame, made from tubular steel, and a wide, hammock-like, leather strap. "It don't look safe," I said to Howard. "How does it work?" "You lie in it, with your legs spread wide apart," he replied. "Those two ankle-straps keep your legs apart, so that your fans can fuck you up the arse. It works a treat, but it does tend to sway about a bit." "Now strip off, boy," said Marc. "You know where the bathroom is, so let's be having you." Howard and I rushed upstairs to get ready for the fuck-fest. We stripped naked and I stood in the bath as he took his time cleaning my rectum out. Someone called up, so Howard slapped my arse and put a stop to our fun. "Nice body, son," said Tom, as Howard and I stepped back into the living-room. "Yes," said Keith. "Give us a whirl, Alan. Let's see that bum go round a few times." I spun around a couple of times, and then stood there as the men groped me. I so wanted to reach out and grab a cock or two, but I knew Howard wouldn't approve, so I just stared, puppy-like, at those wonderful hard-ons. "Lean over and show us your hole, boy," ordered Dave. "Yes," said Marc. "Spread those arse-cheeks and give us a peek." I leaned forward and spread my arse-cheeks apart, showing the men what I had on offer. Lots of oohs and aahs filled the room, so the men clearly liked what they were looking at. "C'mon!" barked Dave. "The boy wants some cock. His arse is hungry for a round of dick. So throw him into the swing and strap him down. Let's fuck his brains out.' Someone slapped my arse as I was frogmarched to the swing. Hands grabbed my arms and legs; and then on Dave's signal, I was lifted high into the air. The men strapped me in, with my arms outstretched and my legs spread wide apart. I felt so wicked lying there, surrounded by so many horny men. Keith greased me up with Vaseline, and certainly did a good job of finger-fucking me as well. The man took his time, and didn't let his friends rush him. "C'mon, Keith," said Marc. "Put some welly into it. We ain't got all day." I oohed and aahed as Keith rubbed me up the right way. Howard had cleaned me out in the bathroom earlier, so I had been rubbed up the right way twice that morning. "Chop-chop," said Dave. "That's enough fingering, Keith. Let's take this boy for a nice long ride." Dave power-fucked me for a good ten minutes. He then pulled out to let Keith have a go. Keith was in his late twenties, and super fit. He had short, brown hair and looked ex-military. "He's amazing," said Keith. "A fine piece of arse." Keith fucked me to an earth-shattering climax, and left a lasting and deep-rooted impression. I was certainly loving this fuck-fest. Barry, Luke and Stan were all good-looking blokes, but middle of the road fucks. They were easily outshone by Tom. He fucked me like a man possessed, even though he was in his late forties. Yes, I was huffing and puffing, and sweating like a pig, by the time Dave stepped in to power-fuck me again. "Who's up next?" asked Dave, as he pulled out and wiped me down with a towel. "Dan or Marc?" Dan was a complete wash out, a one-star fuck at best. He did his best, but seemed far more interested in my hard-standing cock. I figured he was an avid cock-sucker, and only there because he owned the sex swing. Marc was just as good as Tom. He took me for a very long ride; and after a quick lemonade break, he took me round again. He was a rugged looking man, who enjoyed wanking me off as he power-fucked my arse. "Jeez!" he said. "That's a fine piece of schoolboy arse." Marc pulled out and let Howard take his place. The man grabbed my thighs and slipped his cock inside my sloppy hole. It felt okay, but the fire in my belly had definitely gone out. I was truly knackered, so Howard pulled out and told everyone to take a break. * * * After a hot bath, I came down to have something to eat and drink. The men went up to the bathroom, one by one, to get cleaned up. They all wanted to fuck me again, so Dan and Luke tightened up the frame joints and made sure the swing was safe and secure. My arse was off limits for quite a while after that second fuck-fest in the swing. I missed out on two midweek sessions at the cottage and one sideshow romp. However, I did get back into the swing of things when Howard invited me to become a film star.