Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2008 09:41:24 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Grant's Comeuppance Part two

GRANT'S COMEUPPANCE. Part  two.

This is a homosexual fantasy  involving sex between men and boys. If it is
illegal for you to read it for any  reason please leave now. Because it is a
fantasy the sex will be unprotected. In  real life please practise safe sex.

MARKS  STORY.

Hi I'm Mark, when I met Grant I  was 25 years old. I lived (still do) with
Steve who is 15 years older than me,  he was 40. I'd known I was gay from the
age of 13 and I used to do mutual hand  jobs and some 69s with my school mates.
By the time I was 14 I was cottaging  too, but I hadn't been fucked until I
was 15. My first time, which had happened  the week before I met Steve, I'd been
broken in by an old guy who everyone  called Dirty Bertie. He'd picked me up
in a local cottage after showing me his  thick 8 inch cock at the urinal while
I showed him my then 6 inch cock. While we  mutually groped each other he'd
talked me into going with him back to his house,  offering to pay me if I let
him fuck me. I'd ummed and aahh'd and finally  agreed; I was short of cash.
When we got to his house, a big Victorian one, we'd  gone up to the attic which
was set up like a photo studio. There were half a  dozen other guys there
which scared me a bit, but I wanted to know what it felt  like to get fucked so I
stayed. After he'd taken my virginity, which had been  really painful, I'd
been gang raped by his mates, some of whom had taken photos  of my deflowering.
I hadn't enjoyed it much, but by the time the last guy fucked  me I'd
realised that I liked having a throbbing cock shooting spunk inside my  arsehole. And
Dirty Bertie had paid me what I thought was a lot of money.
My arsehole ached for a couple of  days but after that I consciously went
looking for a man to fuck me and met  Steve who picked me up in a local cinema.
We groped each other in the dark and  when he whispered in my ear and asked me
if I wanted to go back to his flat I  readily agreed. We 69'd and then I let
him fuck me; it was only my second time.  As we lay in bed after Steve had
fucked me twice I told him about Dirty Bertie,  and lo and behold Dirty Bertie had
taken Steve's virginity when Steve was still  only 12. Steve had been Dirty
Bertie's paper-boy for 3 years and Dirty Bertie  had been so nice to him and so
generous that Steve, who had been cumming since  he was 10 ½ and was very
sexy, had easily succumbed to his charms. After the  first time, which had been
photographed too, but the guy taking the photos  hadn't joined in the sex;
Steve had let Dirty Bertie fuck him for just over a  year. Steve went to the house
a couple of afternoons a week after school and  every Saturday afternoon when
they'd have a longer three hour session. This  usually involved Dirty Bertie
fucking Steve two or three times and dildo fucking  him in between proper
fucks while sucking him off until Steve's balls were  drained dry.
But one Saturday 2 days after  Steve had his 14th birthday things changed.
After Dirty Bertie had  fucked him for the first time he had let 4 of his
friends fuck Steve too. Steve  had been unwilling at first and had to be held down
while the first 2 guys  fucked him, and even though he eventually enjoyed it
that finished it for Steve.  He never had sex with Dirty Bertie again although
he saw him when they were both  out cottaging; and they actually became
friends. Steve told me that after  finishing with Dirty Bertie he became insatiable
for cock and was always  cottaging or trying to pick men up in the cinema, in
the park, in shops,  anywhere. He'd suck them off, let them suck him off and
let them fuck him. He'd  do it for nothing but if they paid him all the better.
Then shortly after his  17th birthday a guy about 18 picked him up and got
Steve to fuck him;  it was the best sex Steve had ever had. That was it, Steve
had found his true  sexual vocation; he was a top.
Steve and I became lovers after  the first night of sex and I moved in with
him when I was 16. But by the time I  was 18 I realised that my sexual
preferences, like Steve's, were for teenage  boys and attractive looking twinks. We
remained the best of friends as we still  are today. Steve put me through
college; I successfully took a Media course. And  Steve successfully took an
advanced IT course himself. Steve inherited a lot of  money at 35 and we set up a gay
website and opened a studio complex where we  started shooting gay porn
movies. The complex, on a quiet industrial estate,  consisted of a large
soundproofed studio, a room for props, an editing room, a  room for running off copies
of the master tapes and DVD's, and a packaging room.  There were also toilets,
showers, and a bathroom, a couple of cubicle bedrooms,  a kitchen/diner, and
an infirmary complete with a hospital bed. There was also a  large connected
garage for the three vans we used. We employ a gay retired, or  struck off we
didn't ask, paediatrician, George, who was 60 at the time of the  story. Apart
from dealing with any medical problems he operates the colonic  irrigation unit
we'd installed in the surgery. We always make sure that the boys  are
internally clean; nothing puts you off porn as quickly as seeing shit  smeared cocks.
George has got a great bedside manner and helps calm down any of  the
teens/twinks who get stage fright. He still has medical contacts and is able  to get
us all sorts of pills and potions. George never gets sexually involved  with
the boys; he seems happy just to admire their youthful bodies.
We both star in the movies,  not fucking each other, fucking and sucking the
teens and twinks, although we  occasionally suck each others' cocks if the
script calls for it. Occasionally  one of us will be in the middle of a
threesome, or both of us will be in a daisy  chain. Steve doesn't mind getting fucked,
especially if it's by a randy young  teen with a rock-hard cock. I still enjoy
getting fucked occasionally too; but  we both prefer fucking the
teens/twinks, sucking them off, and having them suck  us off. On a few occasions we
double-fuck willing teens/twinks. We operate the  cameras along with a mate of mine
Carl (my age) and a mate of Steve's, Andy, who  is 10 years younger than
Steve. They don't like being in the movies so they do  most of the camera work.
Carl, Steve and I edit the movies and transfer them to  VHS or DVDs although now
it's nearly all DVDs. We'd also taught George how to  operate a camera too in
case we needed extra footage. There are several other  guys we call on to act
in the movies too, but more on that  later.
I'd better describe what Steve and  I looked like the day we met Grant.
I'm 6 foot 3 inches tall with a  gym-honed, all-over tanned body, not bulky,
but with a well defined six-pack. I  have green eyes and people say that I am
very good looking. I have a  close-shaved head and all my body hair and all my
pubes have been shaved off  too. My nipples are dark brown, thick, and
prominent when they're stiff. I have  black stubble on my head, and hard dimpled
buttocks. My uncut cock is almost 7  inches long and 6 inches in circumference
with a torpedo shaped purple knob.  There are a few proud veins on my pale brown
cockshaft. I have a loose, reddish  ballbag housing a pair of fair sized
balls.
Steve is 40  years old as I said. He is 6ft 1 with a toned, pale body, no
six-pack but a flat  hard stomach. His nipples are red and like mine they're
prominent when erect,  but they're not as thick as mine. His head is shaved, but
he has some brown hair  on his chest and a thick trail to his pubes which are
lightly trimmed. He has a  hairy arsecrack and hairy legs. His cut cock is 7 ½
inches long and 7 inches in  circumference with a big purple flared knob; his
cockshaft is darker than mine  and he has prominent veins running all over it.
His shaved, dark red ballbag is  tight and houses a big pair of balls.
We advertise on the web site for  teens/twinks to star in our movies and we'
re never short of volunteers. Steve  also likes using the chat room we'd set up
and sometimes he arranges for  teens/twinks from there to audition for our
movies. If they're no good for the  movies at least we get some great sex out of
them at the auditions! On the  Friday in question we had set up an outdoor
shoot with a boy from the chat room  called Tim who is 16 and still at school.
Tim is 5ft 10 inches tall and gangly,  with a thinnish, but firm, pale body;
his nipples are red, thicker than mine and  very prominent when aroused. His
left nipple has a thick silver nipple-bar  through it. His uncut cock is 5 ½
inches long with a bulbous bright red knob  which is bigger around than his pale
cockshaft which is 4 inches in  circumference. When hard his cock sticks out
from his body at about 15 degrees.  He's a punk and has cropped dyed blonde hair
with a central 3 inch crest which  is dyed electric blue. His small patch of
crinkly pubes is red, and there are a  few hairs on his loose ballbag which
houses a pair of decent sized balls.
We know all the details because a  couple of times Tim had got naked and
stiff in front of his webcam for Steve and  then for Steve and me. The first time
it was just Steve watching Tim, and with a  bit of persuasion Tim had given
Steve all his measurements but no sex occurred.  During the second session with
Tim Steve got naked too and started to wank  himself off on camera for Tim.
Tim had reacted immediately by quickly and easily  stuffing a dildo bigger than
Steve's cock up his arsehole and wanked off too,  climaxing in a big load of
boyspunk. But it didn't end there; Tim changed the  dildo for a big vibrating
buttplug and shot another two good loads of boyspunk.  I've called it boyspunk
but in reality it was as thick as a man's. The only  thing Steve couldn't
persuade Tim to tell him about was where he'd learned about  sex.
When Steve showed me the recording  he'd made off the last part of the cum
session we both agreed that Tim was very  sexy in a gauche sort of way. He was
also obviously used to gay sex, taking the  dildo so easily and the size of his
nipples attested to that. And the fact that  he could cum at least three
times in a row was a real bonus for gay porno  movies. I sat in on the next
session and was very impressed with Tim; so we  agreed that Steve should try and get
him to make movies for us.
Tim was unsure about appearing on  film, but Steve found out during his third
solo session with Tim was that one of  Tim's sex fantasies was to be fucked
outdoors. So they came to an agreement that  Steve would fuck him in a hidden
clearing we knew in the woods in the local  park. Then Tim would decide while
he was getting fucked if he'd appear in our  movies. Tim had also agreed that
we could take still photos of him getting  fucked; which made us think that he'
d do at least one movie. We arranged to meet  him in the park outside a
disused public toilet and take him to the clearing on  the Friday. The toilet was
the cottage where Dirty Bertie had picked me  up.
It was a hot morning and we were  all wearing just shorts and T-shirts. We
couldn't believe our eyes when Tim  turned up in a school uniform, he informed
us that he'd bunked off the last  couple of lessons because it was a half-day.
He looked so incongruous in his  uniform with that hair style. He told us that
because he was in his last year he  was allowed to have whatever hairstyle he
wanted. We led him into the woods to  the clearing and while Steve and Carl
took photos of him stripping then posing I  stood guard on the only path into
the clearing. It was a really hot day and Carl  and I stripped off our
T-shirts. When he'd stripped off Tim's 5 ½ inch uncut  cock was already stiff and as
he pulled back his foreskin to reveal his bulbous  bright red knob I could see
that it glistened with precum. I'd got one eye on  the path and one eye on
the others.
When they had enough posed photos  of Tim Steve got him to bend over and
brace himself on a fallen tree trunk.  Steve stripped, his thick cock already
stiff and ready for action; and I heard  Tim tell Steve that he was lubed and
ready. I watched as Steve thrust his thick,  cut 7 ½ inch cock all the way up Tim'
s arsehole in one go. Tim had only grunted  as Steve's big flared knob had
broken through his sphincter. When Steve got into  his stride he started to grunt
as his thick 7 ½ inch cock squelched in and out  of Tim's arsehole. Tim was
now moaning quite loudly and his rigid cock was  dripping precum as it bounced
along in concert with Steve's fucking stroke. Carl  was still taking photos
and I could see the bulge of his hard-on outlined in his  tight shorts; my
shorts were baggier and my hard-on poked out and I'd already  got a precum stained
spot on them.
And then I saw a figure coming  down the path wearing tight shorts and a
T-shirt. I blinked, was it a boy or a  girl. The figure was around 4ft 10in tall
with thick straight shoulder length  blonde hair. Then I noticed a bulge in the
tight shorts which also had a wet  patch where a knob would be and I could
see an Adam's apple so it was a boy, no  more than 12 or maybe 13 I guessed. I
decided to see what was going to happen  before I warned the others so I moved
off the path behind a tree. As the boy  approached I saw that he had beautiful
blue eyes with long blonde lashes; and  his arms were golden skinned. The boy
kept looking at a book and checking his  surroundings. Because the clearing
was known to quite a few local gays I  wondered if someone had arranged to meet
the beautiful young boy for sex and had  given him directions to the clea
ring.
As the boy got closer he paused,  he could obviously hear Tim moaning, Steve
grunting and the squelching sound of  Tim being well fucked. The boy was
almost level with my tree and when he passed  it he paused again. He'd now got a
clear view of the clearing. I heard him suck  in his breath as he watched Tim
being fucked. He put what I now saw was a photo  album into his bag and dropped
it on the ground. Never taking his eyes off Steve  and Tim he pushed his
shorts to the ground and kicked them away. Then the boy  quickly whipped his
T-shirt off and dropped that on top of his bag. I gulped and  my cock jerked as the
golden skinned, naked boy stood before me and began to  slowly fondle his 4
inch thin cock. He had a loose foreskin that only covered  half of his bulbous
knob. His cockshaft was white and I could see flat blue  veins under the
surface. His cock pointed upwards angled about 10 degrees from  his body. When he
pulled back his foreskin he revealed a bulbous bright red  knob. (His little
cock had a 3 ¼ inch shaft circumference and a 3 ½ knob  circumference I later
found out). The boy had a firm body and a firm rounded  tiny little belly. He had
no body hair apart from a few wisps of blonde pubes, a  few hairs under his
arms and a dusting of down on his firm legs. His hip bones  stood out
prominently. The boy had quite large balls, considering how young he  was, and they
were held in a smooth, hairless, red, slightly loose ballbag.
I moved behind him and stared at  two perfect hard, hemispherical, small
buttocks with a pronounced cleft, the  perfect wet-dream. His arsecrack was
totally hairless as were his perfect  buttocks. His buttocks and groin were milky
white where his Speedos had  obviously been. He was mesmerised as he watched
Steve fucking Tim and didn't  hear me move closer. I quickly put one hand firmly
over his mouth pulling his  head against my naked chest, and my other arm went
around his gorgeous little  body and I pulled him tight against my raging
hard-on. I could feel his heart  hammering against my lower chest. He started at
my first contact, and then he  relaxed and ground his back across my hard-on.
I leant down and  whispered.
"You're not going to scream are  you?"
He shook his head against my  chest.
"Do you like what you're  seeing?"
This time his head nodded against  my chest. Still clutching him tightly to
my body I lifted my hand from his  pretty mouth, he didn't scream but I could
hear him breathing raggedly. I  lowered my hand and removed his hand from his
rigid little cock and fondled his  big for his age balls. He exhaled, moaning
softly, the sound causing the other  three to turn their heads and stare at
him, Steve pausing in mid-fuck; they all  looked wide-eyed and gob-smacked.
"Get over here Carl and watch the  path while I sort out our new little
friend."
Carl hurried over feasting his  eyes on the little blonde vision as he passed
by. The vision pointed at Steve  and Tim then half whispered in a high
pitched breaking  voice.
"I want  that."
I leaned down closer to his  slightly pouty mouth and his luscious red lips.
"You want  what?"
"I want a man's cock up my  bottomhole, fucking me like those two.
He turned and smiled at me, his  blue eyes wide and shining.
"I like you, you've got a nice  smile and a nice body, and maybe you can put
your cock up my  bottomhole."
I rubbed his body against my  hard-on and gently fondled the boy's rigid
little cock.
"If you're really sure that's what  you want maybe we can help you out kid.
What's your name, and how old are  you?"
"I'm Grant, and I was 14 a couple  of weeks ago; and I've wanted a cock up
my bottomhole for ages  now."
Steve, Tim and I exchanged knowing  glances at that information before I
carried  on.
"Hi Grant, I'm Mark, Carl's on  lookout, and Steve my business partner is
fucking Tim. Have you had a cock up  your bottomhole (I used Grant's terminology
to put him at ease) before? Or had  sex with anyone else?"
"No, but I found a rubber thing  behind a desk in my bedroom and when I wank
off I push it in and out of my  bottomhole; it makes me feel real good. But no
one has ever touched my cock; and  I've never felt one either. Well that's
not quite true, once when I was 12 my  Uncle put two fingers around my cock and
squeezed and rubbed up and down, but  then my Mom came in and he had to stop.
But I love to wank off though while I'm  fucking my bottomhole with the
rubber thing. I used to use three fingers which  felt good, but the rubber thing is
much better."
Steve and I exchanged glances at  that revelation; we'd possibly got a real
find, a cock hungry teen. Then I  looked down at Grant who had his head thrown
back against my chest and was  smiling up at me.
"I see, the rubber thing is called  a dildo Grant, and that's what it's for,
fucking  bottomholes."
Grant rubbed his back against my hard-on again; I guess  that didn't
constitute touching. He looked over at Steve and Tim.
"Will they both shoot their spunk  Mark?"
"Yes Grant, do you want to move  closer and watch?"
Grant turned his head upwards  again and I looked down into his beautiful
blue eyes which were still wide and  shining. I couldn't believe how easily he'd
accepted the situation or how  trusting he seemed to be. He sounded so eager
when he  replied.
"Oh yes please! But I can only  stay for a little while; I have to be home
before Mom gets  back."
Then, still staring into my eyes,  Grant licked his lips and added.
"But I've got all day tomorrow to  myself, my Mom's going away tonight for
the weekend and my sister's at her  boyfriend's. Maybe you could put your cock
in my bottomhole  then?"
I was amazed at Grant's composure;  he seemed totally unfazed at what was
going on, and totally sure that he wanted  fucking. He seemed somewhat naïve, all
the talk of bottomholes, and he looked so  young, so vulnerable but he sure
knew what he wanted. God, I hoped I was going  to be the one to take his
cherry; my cock jerked at that thought.
"Are you sure that's what you want  Grant, my cock in your bottomhole?"
Grant beamed at me and nodded his  blonde head vigorously.
"Well bend over and pull your  bottom cheeks apart so that we can see if your
bottomhole will be able to take  my cock."
And Grant bent over and pulled his  arsecheeks apart to reveal his tiny pink
pucker; my cock jerked again and I  wanted to fuck him there and then it was
so beautiful. I turned him so that  Steve and Tim could see his arsehole and
pucker. Tim gasped and his eyes  widened.
"Christ! I want some of  that! If he's in your movie I'll definitely do it!"

I couldn't believe our luck. Steve and I  would have to sort the details out
later, but no way was I going to miss fucking  this boy! If we could we'd try
to get it on film too; I cleared my  throat.
"You've got a beautiful bottom and  bottomhole Grant; and I'm sure it will
take my cock and Steve's too if you want  him to fuck your bottomhole as well;
now stand back  up."
And now I'd got a beautiful little  cock I was going to suck off; I was
hoping if I did that Grant would be more  amenable. I placed my hands on his
shoulders and gently pushed Grant forwards  until he was a couple of feet from Tim
and Steve. Tim looked Grant up and down  his eyes still wide and he licked his
lips; then he turned back and looked at  Steve.
"Come on Steve fuck the cum out of  me while I feast my eyes on Grant!"
Steve resumed fucking Tim who  started twisting and turning his nipple bar
while Steve fucked him furiously. I  knelt in front of Grant, I grabbed his bony
hips and turned him side on; he  turned his head towards Steve and Tim.
"Have you got time for this  Grant?"
And I swallowed his little cock to  the root moving my hands onto his
perfectly rounded silky smooth buttocks; they  felt wonderful to my touch as I gently
fondled them. Grant gasped and looked  down, his beautiful blue eyes were
like saucers, and a rosy flush darkened his  cheeks. He nodded his head furiously
before turning back to watch Steve fucking  Tim. I started to suck on Grant's
rigid 4 inch cock and as luck would have it  Tim gave a loud groan at the
same time and through the corner of my eye I saw  Tim's spunk shooting onto the
grass as Steve speeded up his fuck stroke even  more causing Tim to moan with
pleasure even louder. Grant gasped again, and  called out.
"Oh he's cumming, he's  cumming!"
Then Grant's beautiful globular buttocks  clenched; I quickly pulled back
until his knob was in my mouth; and he started  to fill my mouth with quite a big
load of watery boycum which I swallowed with  relish. As Grant shot he moaned
and mewed just like a kitten, when he finished  cumming he gasped.
"That was incredible Mark; that  was the best cum I've ever had!"
His cock was still rigid and  knowing that 14 year old boys are usually
over-sexed I squeezed Grant's fabulous  buttocks and half whispered.
"Got time for another blow-job  Grant?"
He looked at his watch and  frowned.
"I've got a bus ride and a fair  walk home, er Mom's back soon, er I think I'
d better go, er but I don't want  to."
"Carl and I can run you home and  Steve will take Tim. We can talk about
tomorrow and arrange where we'll meet to  take you somewhere quiet so that I, and
Steve, can fuck your bottomhole. How's  that sound my sweet little baby?"
He took his eyes off Steve and Tim  and beamed up at me.
"That sounds good Mark, I  definitely want you to fuck my bottomhole; I'll
decide about Steve after you've  fucked me. If you pick me up at my house I can
be ready by 9:15; my sister leaves for work at 9:00. Is that OK with you?"
I nodded yes thinking to myself  that Grant was probably developing a crush
on me; not a bad thing when we wanted  him in our movies.
"Good, now will you please suck me  off again Mark; I love having my cock in
your mouth. I never knew cumming could  feel that good without something up my
bottomhole; I want you to do it again.  You can put some fingers up my
bottomhole too if you like; maybe it'll feel even  better then. Oh, my Uncle used to
call me his sweet little baby too."
Steve and I exchanged glances  again, this kid was incredible, a real
sex-pot! And there was something else  about Grant that I couldn't quite put my
finger on. I squatted down, and then  before I swallowed Grant's delicious little
cock for a second time I called over  to Steve.
"When you cum Steve you'd better  pull out and shoot half your load onto Tim'
s back for Grant to  see."
As I swallowed Grant's cock again  he gave a big sigh and gripped my head for
support. Once again I swallowed  Grant's sweet boycock to the root and as I
worked on the end of his knob with my  throat muscles I ran a finger up and
down his arsecrack. As I passed his pucker  and pressed on it he moaned louder. I
wet a couple of fingers; it was easy to  get them in my mouth besides Grant's
thin cock, and while I fondled his  beautiful buttocks with my other hand I
pushed one finger into Grant's arsehole.  He groaned even louder and shuddered
so I added a second finger and as I started  to finger-fuck his tight warm
moist boypussy I could feel his precum trickling  down my throat. Within a minute
his grip on my head tightened and his sphincter  tightened around my fingers,
so I pulled back until his slightly bulbous knob  was in my mouth. Grant gave
a little squeal of delight and once again my mouth  was flooded with another
big load of his sweet boycum which I eagerly ate. When  Grant came back to
earth he turned full on to watch Steve fucking Tim, and  because he didn't
complain I continued to finger-fuck his hot, tight, moist  boypussy. Tim looked
over; his voice was husky when he  spoke.
"I'm going cum again in a minute;  does Grant want a closer look?"
I looked down, a smiling, bright  eyed Grant looked up and nodded eagerly; so
I pushed him forwards and followed.  I was still finger-fucking his boypussy
and had three fingers up there by now; I  looked down at Grant's cock, it was
still stiff and jerking. When we got by  Steve and Tim Grant squatted down to
get a better look at Tim's bobbing cock and  Steve's thick cock fucking in
and out of Tim's willing arsehole. Of course I  still had my fingers up Grant's
boypussy so I had to squat with him; he seemed  totally unconcerned about my
finger-fucking his boypussy. I leaned forwards and  whispered into his ear.
"Do you want me to keep my fingers  in your bottomhole Grant?"
Grant seemed totally focussed on  Steve fucking Tim and didn't answer; he
just rapidly nodded "Yes."
My own rigid cock was leaking  precum like I was dribbling piss; I'd have to
cum soon or I'd burst. Tim gave a  loud groan.
"Get ready little fella, here it  comes!"
I watched in amazement when, after  Tim had shot his first rope of spunk,
Grant moved forwards, taking me with him,  and he reached out and took hold of Tim
's shooting  cock.
"OOH, Tim's cock feels funny, it's  hot and it's throbbing as it shoots; it
feels so different to mine! I like it,  I'm going to wank it!"
Tim started to moan as Grant  expertly milked his spurting cock until Tim
finished cumming. Then Grant  straightened up and lifted his cum covered hand to
his mouth and licked it  clean. I stayed on my knees still finger-fucking his
sweet  boypussy.
"I like Tim's spunk, it tastes  different to mine, I dunno, stronger, and it'
s thicker too, it's really  nice."
That did it for Steve, he growled  huskily.
"Get ready Tim here it  comes!"
Steve's hips bucked once, twice,  and a third time shooting his spunk into Tim
's willing arsehole. Then Steve  unceremoniously yanked his thick 7 ½ inch
cock out of Tim's arsehole and shot  three ropes of thick spunk over Tim's
back. Grant immediately scooped up a  handful of Steve's spunk and ate it. Then he
moved closer and leaned over,  losing my fingers from up his boypussy, and
started to lick up the rest of  Steve's spunk off Tim's back. We looked at each
other wide eyed and Steve  mouthed to me:
"I think a star is born."
I nodded in agreement then I  sucked on my fingers savouring the musky taste
of Grants boypussy. When he'd  cleaned all of Steve's spunk off Tim's back
Grant turned to me; his face, neck  and shoulders were flushed but he was
smiling widely.
"Steve's spunk tastes even  stronger than Tim's spunk and it's a bit
thicker but I like eating it  too!"
He looked at his  watch.
"Mom will be home in about an  hour; I really should go Mark even though I'd
love to eat some of your spunk  too."
"You're a very talented boy Grant,  and I think we're going to have lots of
fun together. OK, let's take you home  now and we can talk about tomorrow on
the way."
Grant gave me a killer  smile.
"OK Mark, I like you a lot, and I  so want your cock up my bottomhole."
Then Grant reached out and  squeezed my rigid cock for a couple of seconds
sending shivers through my body.  He gave me that look again and giggled.
"Oooh Mark, it feels so  big!"
Then he giggled again and ran to  his clothes, his stiff little cock leading
the way; he quickly dressed while  Carl and I slipped our T-shirts on. Tim was
still bent over cleaning Steve's  cock and when Tim finished Steve started to
dress. Grant came back just as Tim  was pushing a buttplug up his arsehole.
Grant stared and pointed at the  buttplug.
"What's that Tim, a  dildo?"
"No, it's called a buttplug Grant;  it's to keep Steve's cum inside my
arsehole until I get  home."
Grant blushed  slightly.
"Isn't it rude to say, um,  arsehole? But I like the idea of keeping Steve's
spunk inside your, er,  bottomhole."
"Arsehole's only rude if you think  it's rude. Anyway men usually call my
arsehole my boypussy when they're fucking  me."
Grant went even  redder.
"Oh!"
Tim started to dress and Grant  took hold of my hand and looked up at me
questioningly.
"Er, have I got a  ... um  ... boypussy  Mark?"
I squeezed his small hand  reassuringly before answering and Grant smiled and
squeezed  back.
"You will have when I've fucked it  Grant; I like fucking boypussies."
A broad smile crossed his angelic  face and he squeezed my hand back.
"That's all right then Mark, if  that's what you call it I'll call it the
same. And you can, er, fuck my boypussy  whenever you like!"
He was still smiling up at me but  his face had flushed a beautiful pink. I
squeezed his small hand  again.
"Thank you Grant, now tell us your  address."
When Grant told us Steve and I  exchanged glances again, we'd both thought
that there was something familiar in  Grants comments and now we knew what it
was; Grant was Dirty Bertie's nephew,  and Grant's house was the house where
Steve and I had lost our virginities!
"Right, Carl knows where that is  and he'll drive us, you and I can talk in
the back of the van on the way. Steve  will run Tim home."
I put my hand on Grant's shoulder  and we set off; Grant lifted my hand off
his shoulder and slipped his little  hand in it giving it a squeeze, so I
smiled down at him and squeezed back. I'd  driven to the rendezvous with Steve but
by going back in the van I'd have a  chance to talk to Grant alone. He seemed
to have taken quite a shine to me and I  hoped to use that to our advantage.
The van Carl was driving was one of 3  company delivery vans we had but it was
different to the other 2. The cabin had  been screened off from the back and
there was an intercom between the two. The  back interior had been re-modelled;
it now contained an armchair, a bed and  several cabinets containing sex
toys, pills, potions, a refrigerator, and other  stuff. On the walls there were
several photos of naked boys posing provocatively  but artistically. We used the
van to transfer boys who were auditioning for, or  appearing in, our porn
films into and out of the studio so that the guards  wouldn't see them. Of course
that meant the boys didn't know where the studio  was either, a safety
precaution. Some of the boys came from all over  Great Britain  and Éire, and lately
we'd been getting several Europeans too. We picked them up  in the city
centre usually by the bus or train stations. We also used the van  for travelling
about scouting for boys who we'd audition in the  van.
When we got to the park car-park  Grant needed to piss, so I sent him into
the bushes and I took the opportunity  to whisper to Carl.
"Drive around and get us to the  address 5 minutes before his mom's due home.
"
Carl leered at  me.
"Going to take his cherry in the  van?"
I  laughed.
"Much as I'd like too no; I'm  hoping he'll agree to getting fucked on film
tomorrow."
Grant came back so we stopped  talking. Carl got in the driving seat and I
put my hand on a delectable, rounded  buttock, squeezed it, and helped a
giggling Grant into the back. He thought the  interior was cool and sat in the
armchair as I got him a coke from the fridge. I  asked him about the album which he
handed to me, telling me that it was the  newest and that he had found 39 more
at home and they were his late uncle's.  While Grant was drinking and looking
at the photos I sat on the bed with my back  against the headboard and looked
through the album; and there I was, the fifth  from last boy in the album.
End of part two.
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(mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com)  cheers Paul.
Copyrigh t 2008