Date: Sun, 15 Apr 2018 16:01:15 +0100
From: homeboy@nym.hush.com
Subject: Growing-up-in-care Part 6 Section Adult/Youth

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The next weekend Freddie moved up to the older dorm and his bed stayed
empty for two weeks, empty mind, not unused although nothing of note
occurred. After a few weeks a new boy moved into our dorm, he was a strange
one hiding his body from everyone and looking at the wall whenever we got
sexy, even me putting on my most sexy and submissive show failed to get a
response and it was generally agreed I could get a dead man to pop a
boner. He was moved a week later, we never did find out his problem.

Then a week or so later during the summer holidays Uncle Ben told us I
would be going to a party next weekend, I was hyped up as the day
approached but before that I had a little fun with a local farmhand.

I was usual that when the local farmers harvested their fields the children
would go and help, probably more of a hindrance really, anyway there was
this stunning farmhand driving the tractor, he was about 20yo, sun
bleached, tanned, rugged and hot, after much fluttering eye lashes, and
begging I was allowed to climb up and sit with the farmhand on the tractor,
it was one of them old ones no cab, just a seat and his feet either side of
the gearbox, I sat between his legs with my arse directly on his cock and
with me wriggling around and the vibration of the engine and the bumpy
ground he bowed to the inevitable and sprung a boner, I reached behind my
bum pretending to adjust myself and took the opportunity to adjust him,
after I had moved his cock into a better position he leant down and
whispered in my ear `thank you', about 10 minutes later with the trailer
fully loaded and his cock still like a rod against my arse crack we set off
for the farm as soon as we were out of sight of the others he stopped the
tractor and lifted my weight off his lap thinking he was upset I started to
climb down, `where are you going you little cock teaser?' I turned to look
at his grinning face, `come here my pretty boy' and turning me back so my
arse faced him, I heard the zipper being pulled down, glancing over my
shoulder I saw a fairly standard cock but felt this was going to be a extra
special ride pulling the back of my shorts down he lined his cock up with
my honey hole and pulled me down onto his cock, with only sweat and precum
as lube it wasn't the best of entrances, effective rather than stylish,
anyway with his cock out of his zipper and my shorts pulled up around our
union we set off for the farm yard the bumpy ride worked his cock in a
random pattern around my insides and the vibrations of the motor just added
to the sensations running through my silk lined love tunnel, changing gear
and braking just added to the random nature of the stimuli I was enjoying,
after 10 minutes we arrived at the farmyard where another farmhand unloaded
the bales while we waited as the tractor thrummed and juddered, once
unloaded we set off back to the field, with the trailer unloaded we motored
along and bumped around even more than before, we actually never moved we
let the tractor do all the work and as we enter the field for the next load
he delivered his first, I sat as still as possible as I milked his cock,
massaging his cock encouraging him to give me everything he had, we stopped
next to the stack of bales and the other kids swarmed all over the trailer
to load it up, Uncle Ben walk over to the tractor holding his arms up as if
to lift me down, I looked at him and shook my head, he clapped his hand and
gestured for me to climb down, I shook my head again, He looked at me
strangely trying to understand why such a normally obedient child was being
so disobedient, I think it was at this point he twigged that perhaps there
was more between me and the sun kissed farmer than one might expect, as he
acknowledged the man with his cock up my arse in front of half a dozen
adults and 20 of 30 children he smiled and said `OK Ian you enjoy the ride'
and smiling he turned and walked off. `He knew! He knew! The driver
whispered in my ear, `Um!' all the while the tractor motor was turning us
both into one giant vibrator. With the trailer loaded we set off for the
farm again bumping and grinding our way the couple of miles there and
stopping by the pile of straw bales again waiting to be unloaded. After the
other farmhand had done his bit he smiled at me and blew me a kiss, I was
beginning to think that perhaps we weren't be quite as discreet as we
though, as we pulled away my partner slid his hand down the front of my
shorts and started to play with my little boy stuff, the motion was having
the same effect as the previous trip and with the farmhand furiously
rubbing my boy bone and the bumping of the tractor banging his fuck stick
into my gear box I finally came grunting as I unloaded my own load into my
underpants, the orgasmic waves travelling through my body eventually found
their way to my arse muscles and brought him over the top adding his second
load to the first that I had been keeping warm and safe for him.

Lifting me off his prong he zipped up as I pulled my shorts back into place
and we drove into the field again stopping at the bales and as Uncle Ben
reached up for me this time I stood reaching for him he must have noticed
the wet patch on the front of my shorts, looking at my lover he said `Did
he behave himself?' `He was a very good boy, a very good boy indeed!'

After my tryst with the `son' of the soil the remainder of the week was
rather vanilla as I waited with great expectation for `the party' I had
been promised, Friday came and went with no party and I was getting quite
miserable about it when on Saturday evening Uncle David came looking for me
`time to get ready for your party' he said leading me off to the boys
bathroom for my douching, after a through clean out I was getting curious
`where are the others Uncle David?' 'this is a special party, just for you'
after Uncle David wrapped me in a big white towel he picked me up resting
me on hip we started off down the corridor `what do I get to wear? Can I
wear my cubs uniform?' everybody said I looked so fuckable wearing my cubs
uniform, `no, these people want you naked' I reached up to my neck and
pulled the towel tight, a bit further down the corridor we got to the
stairs but instead of going down to go out we went up to the girls floor
along a short passage then up another smaller stair into the attic spaces,
I had never been up here, It was cramped and dark and all the lights were
dim, we went to the end of the passage, I could hear voices and people
laughing, Uncle David opened a door and stepped inside.

The room was big, bright and nicely furnished with sofas and arm chairs and
sitting on them were four young men and a teenage boy, drinking and a
couple smoking, I learnt latter they were boys who had left and Uncle David
had invited back specially for my party, `Putting me down in the middle of
the room, Uncle David announced, "Gentlemen this is Ian, and he would like
to invite you to his coming out party, enjoy!" saying that he turned and
left. In the silence left by his exit we all looked at each other
nervously, eventually one of the young men held out his hand to me and
motioned me over' Hello Ian, My name is Paul, and this is Billy, Dave, Les
and that's Marcus, he said indicating the four others sitting around, I
look around and my gaze stops on Marcus, Marcus is a lot younger than the
rest, a whole lot younger, Paul speaks in my ear `Marcus is Les's younger
brother, Les looks after him, he is only 14 but he wanted to be here, you
don't mind do you? I shake my head finding some little comfort in not being
the only kid there `Are you scared?' I nod my head in agreement, `come here
then and we can have a cuddle' I moved towards him pulling my towel tighter
around me and he pulled me close lifted me onto his lap and wrapped his
arms around me as I sat on his lap shaking `are you cold?' I nodded
although it wasn't true I was just scared shitless, `turn that fire up Les'
I turned to look at my helper, he had sort of floppy black hair that fell
down over his eyes, moist soft lips and when he brushed his hair back the
blackest of black eyes, it felt like I was falling into his eyes, he lent
forward and kissed me on the lips, just a brief touch, I jumped like an
electric shock. Mean while the others had started drinking beer and
chatting, I looked Paul in the eyes, eye to eye and asked him `are you
going to fuck me?' after about half a second they all burst out laughing, I
had no idea what I had said was funny `can I?' he asked `if you want to'
`thank you, I would like that very much'.

With the introductions made and the ice broken things started to warm up
Paul was rubbing my back with one hand as his other crept under the towel
and started rubbing my naked thigh the hand rubbing my back moved up to my
neck and steering my head towards his and my mouth towards his we kissed
again, but this time his tongue gently probed my lips which parted to allow
him entry as he explored his latest conquest his other hand found my little
boy stuff hidden under that big white flurry towel and played with my cock
and balls encouraging me to relax, I put my hand on his and rolling his
wrist he took my hand in his and lifted it up to kiss my hand and suck my
fingers, Oh, that was new and I liked it, the movement had dislodged the
towel off my shoulders and it fell down my back and over Pauls knee leaving
me completely naked sitting on the towel on Pauls knee. A whispered voice
behind me said `Fucking hell, I got to get me some of that!' Paul pulled me
into his chest `Ignore him, no one is going to hurt you' I almost felt him
glare at the voice behind me. Paul returned his attention to me, `Undo my
shirt Ian' I reached out and starting from the top I worked down the row of
buttons, reaching in to rub his chest with its sparse wiry hair I rubbed
his dark brown nipples pinching and rubbing until a deep sigh escaped his
lips, continuing down I ran out of buttons and just continued undoing his
belt buckle, the waist band on his trousers, and undoing his zipper,
pulling back the wings of his trousers to expose his bright red underwear
with its taught fabric holding back a large firm cock in the full flush of
its power, 19 years old, hard, full of masculinity, millions of years of
evolution, generation upon generation fought, lived and died, to give him
the opportunity to breed, to reproduce, all that struggle confined in those
bright red pants and the only thing he wants to do is fuck it up my boy
chute, I was honoured.

Paul picked me up and stood me on the floor in front of him, I stood
looking at him completely naked not a stitch between me and God, sky clad I
think they call it. Paul stood up from the chair and dropping his shirt
reached for the waist band of his trousers and slowly pushed them down as I
watched trans fixed, his curly pubes came into view, as he pushed his
trousers further down the shaft came into view, I could see it was a good
girth, finally after what seemed like forever the crowning glory of his
shaft came into view, then sprang up like a tree blown over in the wind
springing back, `Shit Paul, I remember it being big, but not that big!'
`Nine and a half inches'. He said. On auto pilot I reached for the cock not
six inches from my face skinned the head drawing a sharp intake of breath
from Paul, licking my lips I looked up, he smiled and nodded, I needed no
further permission and lowering my mouth onto his cock head I sucked it
into my mouth.

I don't know if it was some prearranged signal or the others four who had
clearly been watching intently and quietly stripping off and getting warmed
up couldn't contain themselves any longer but by the time I had that first
cock in my mouth I had hands pawing every single part of my body. As I
sucked the cock in my mouth I was pulled down to the floor the cock in my
mouth following me down hovering over my gag until I hit the floor when it
carried right on going into my throat. An arm under my neck and a hand on
my forehead held my throat open as Paul sunk in to the hilt, balls in my
eyes `Shit man, this boy is ready, said a voice next to my ear, `Balls deep
straight off, not even a splutter' with the voice holding my head locked
Paul started to take his pleasure from my throat. Meanwhile I could feel
other hands working on my hole, lube and fingers, two fingers, three
fingers working me up, `Yer! This arse is well broken in guys; this is
going to be a wild party' within thirty seconds of my back hitting the
floor I had a cock in both holes and the undivided attention of five guys.
I quickly learned this is not about me, these boys only had one thing in
mind and they weren't hanging around for me, the cock in my arse is banging
like jackhammer, I bear down on my arse increasing the pressure `sweet' say
a voice I can't identify, `again, tighten boy' smack! I squeeze again `Yer
bitch' I bear down again remembering to breathe and swallow in time with
the cock in my throat. I'm seriously working the cock in my throat now,
swallowing and moving my lower jaw to increase the pleasure, I can't move
my head at all trapped between the arm, the hand and the cock skewering my
face, but 5 minutes in I'm winning this one, I feel a hand on my throat
`hey man I can feel your cock in his throat, neat!'. Paul who owned the 9
inch lump of meat lodged in my airway knew first he was about to cum, after
that is was a tossup between me and the owner of the hand, although he
called it first, I felt the dick thicken in my gullet, I felt its owner
drive forwards to follow that instinctive urge to plant your seed deep. I
swallowed each heavy salty wad, taking his vitality into me, just at the
getting dizzy stage he pulled out. I sucked in deep breaths of life giving
air my chest heaving while I could finally look to see who had my arse not
that it made any difference, my head was pushed back onto the floor and
clamped again another cock was offered to my lips, before I could get a
glimpse, and I opened to accept it and it dove right in hard to the hilt
and started rabbit fucking my throat within 10 seconds I'm screwed. He's
hardly letting me breath, I'm coughing and spluttering, a mixture of phlegm
and snot is running out of my nose and mouth, he pulls out and I nearly
vomit I grab two quick breaths and he's back deep and fast, the cock in my
arse is banging like the clappers then with a few short thrust unloads into
my sweet boy fanny, then it's gone, thank fuck I think and just as I try to
concentrate on the cock in my throat another one slides up my arse like a
sneak thief and takes over from the former occupant, the next thing I know
there is a tastes of spunk in my mouth and I'm getting slapped across the
face `swallow boy, swallow' I try my best, but the guy fucking my arse has
opened up and is almost pushing me across the floor the guy coming in my
mouth pulls out and I can breathe again, I catch a glimpse of my fucker,
its Dave he looks hot and sweaty, turn over he commands, I turn over and he
pulls my hips back and up before resuming his attack on my boy fanny,
someone sitting on the edge of a chair in front of me reaches out and pulls
me forward as I drag Dave with me he hardly breaks stroke, finally mouth
and cock meet I start sucking and try to work my tongue on the hot slimy
head, but this isn't the game tonight. This is not sex; it certainly is not
making love. This is as close to rape as you could get, to be more accurate
this is the brutal gang rape of an 8yo boy. Well it would be apart from the
fact I wanted to be there. I wanted to be buggered. I wanted to be
molested. I wanted this. I needed this!

As the assaults continues my mind wanders in a blurred haze of cocks, one
cock works my hole I have another in my hand as yet again I'm getting face
fucked, someone grabs my cock and starts wanking me off, no style, they
just want me to cum after a few minutes of brutal abuse I unload, he
doesn't care he just wants my twitching arse pipe to finish himself off, it
works and he dumps yet another load into the cream pie. The only two people
I can identify are Paul & Marcus, at 14 he is noticeably smaller and his
weight doesn't crush me as much, but that doesn't mean he doesn't make up
for it in effort at one point the others take a break and Marcus has me all
to himself whilst the others give advice on how to make me cum, after
trying some position that he must have seen in some pretty exotic magazine,
his brother steps in and taking my ankles flips' me onto my back, folds me
in half crosses my ankles behind my head and ties them there with a pair of
pants, `Now fuck the bitch and stop messing about!'Marcus might have had
some strange ideas about how to connect the plug & socket but he sure knew
how to turn the electricity on, he lines up, spits on my arse and holding
me steady sinks into the moist spunk filled hole.

There followed what I understand was latter referred to as the 1st Act of
the Apostle. For the first time that evening I was enjoying myself as
between me and his four teachers we educated Marcus on the finer points of
fucking an 8yo boy. It wasn't like he was a virgin or something, just he
needed to learn about giving as well as receiving pleasure, how his actions
and movements, could affect his partner, whose responses would increase
both their enjoyment, the Nett effect of this lesson was an hour later I
had a belly full of the sweetest teen nectar and its owner was currently
rubbing my prostrate with his bell-end as I panted and squealed my way to a
bone breaker of an orgasm, Marcus smiled down into my face, dribbling
spittle into my mouth muttering some of the filthiest and most hateful
words I ever heard, cunt, slut, bitch, faggot, homo, cocksucker, and I said
`Yes Sir!' to everyone of them, I would have cursed the Gods above and the
devil below for a few more moments with that beautiful cock working my nut
and his hands wandering everywhere, face, body, cock, balls, tities. I had
been hovering in this state for the best part of ten minutes, release so
close I could almost touch it, begging, pleading, craving his permission to
cum, I could see by the facial tics and twitches Marcus was also struggling
to hold onto his own nut, we both wanted it, what was holding him back?
`Marcus!' my head snapped in the direction of the voice, it was Les `OK'
just one word but we all understood, Marcus was waiting for permission from
his brother to cum and he had just received it, `wank yourself off faggot!'
Marcus growled into my face, it was way past an order; I almost came when I
touched my cock but I managed a few brief stroke until my world came
crashing down around me. My balls felt like I had been kicked in the nuts,
my body twitched and juddered the muscles' in my arse were going into
meltdown clamping and releasing his cock, riding it, responding as he
continued to ride my prostate, owning my orgasm, taking it, using it for
its own enjoyment, he rode the wave for 10 maybe 15 seconds max until I
felt his pelvis crash into my arse and push as he tried in vain to get his
entire body into my hole, I felt each expansion of his cock as his young
body deposit line after line of hot white teen spunk into the darkness to
join with his brothers.

As we lay there on the floor, both soaked in sweat and riding the post
coital bliss, I listened as the older guy's discussing the next round. I
had no idea of the time, we could have been here 4 hours or 6 there were no
windows and not even a clock. The decision wavered between another gangbang
and everybody getting sometime alone with me, The `aloners' won the days
and I was unceremoniously yanked to me feet, `Please sir, please sir I need
to go to the toilet' I was lead out of the room back into the dim corridor
and shown a door, `Five Minutes' I was pushed into a small bath room,
equipped with a toilet, a shower and a douche, I sat down and farted out
the spunk they had spent so much effort putting in my arse as I let my
bladder go and felt the piss wash my urethra clean, quickly grabbing the
douche I gave my boy pussy a quick wash out, feeling refreshed and clean, I
stepped out to face round two.


The corridor was empty, I looked right, the passage way lead off to
normality, well as normal as my life ever was, I looked left not 10 feet
away was the door back into? Back into what? I turned left, hesitated, then
reached for the door knob and turned and stepped back into the room. The
guys were sitting around drinking beers; even Marcus had one, `Ah! He's
back' I win said Paul, `They all bet you would walk away' Paul stood up
walked towards me took my hand in his and we walked together to a curtained
off area towards the back corner of the room, on the way we passed a big
mirror and I caught a brief glance of a 19yo naked man walking hand in hand
with a equally naked 8yo boy, I looked so small and vulnerable, then we
moved on and the image disappeared forever.

As we stepped through the curtain into a small room, a small side table
with a lamp and a chair stood against one wall but the room was dominated
by the bed, I had never seem a bed that size before, it was huge. Paul
climbed up and lay down in the middle of the bed with his head propped up
by a big bunch of pillows. `OK boy let's get on with it, we don't have
all-night' I climbed onto the bed and made a bee-line for his cock taking
his semi-hard meat in my hands feeling it grow under my hands as I moved in
on the fat meaty head opening my mouth to engulf as much as I could, with
my head down working his cock I felt his hands close around the back of my
head with his finger trying to get locked into my hair. He wanted control,
I had it and he wanted it. I fought back with every trick I had learnt, his
hips pushed up and his hands grabbed at the sheets and clenched at the
covers as I worked my mouth over his bell-end licking and kissing getting
him worked into frenzy, `Sit on it boy'. I looked around the room and found
the lube on the table next to the bed and spreading a generous amount on
the 9 ½ inch cock, I stood up straddling his body and bending at the
knees lowered my hole towards its partner without hesitation. I sank slowly
down his pole like Uncle Phil had taught me, compared to Uncle Phil, Paul
was a rank amateur. I rode him like an expert, long and deep, riding the
head watching his face for the clues he was close, I felt in control, I
could do this all day, after what seemed a suitable period I started to
wind him up to his climax, he reached out to play with my cock starting to
wank me off I allowed him to get me hard to give him something to
concentrate on but my honey hole nearly had him ready, I lifted up leaving
just his head lodged in my back passage and started to work it, rotating my
pelvis, clenching and releasing my ring, he started to thrust up into me, I
took a couple of more rotations and sank down to the full depth, I could
tell by his expression he was there and let him take over fucking me long
and deep he lasted 30 seconds and the shouted, yes shouted `I'm fucking
coming, Oh! My god I'm coming! I'm coming, Uggrr! Fuck, fuck, fuck' and
with that I extracted his last load, taking it into my guts consuming him,
I watched as I drained his last resources and cast him aside, job done.

After a short break while Paul composed himself he rolled off the bed and
left, 30 seconds later Billy strutted in lead by 7 thick inches of butcher
meat, he was a bit going to fat but not fat rather chubby, he climbed onto
the bed with me and playfully slapped my arse, `you ready boy?' `Yes sir,
how do..' `Get on your hands and knees boy'. `Yes sir'. I assumed the
position. I felt the bed adjust as he moved into position behind me, I knew
`doggy' turned me on so mentally decided to go with it. I cursed my
submissive side but smiled inwardly I felt Billy's head at my entrance and
groaned as he pushed into my body opening my arse lips to the invader he
paused lodged in the entrance and worked my ring for five minutes building
his own heat as he warmed me up, I tighten up my arse gripping him tight,
he pushed through and sank in till his balls touched mine ` Up to my nuts
in guts' he muttered. He pulled back and started to rabbit fuck my hole, I
worked my love tunnel rotating my hips, clenching on his withdrawal and
relaxing on the in stroke. He slapped my arse 10, 20, 30, times, my butt
was on fire, and my cheeks were glowing. His speed was increasing, he
reached forward grabbed my arms and pulled them back behind me holding my
body off the bed as he rabbit fucked into my hole. He was close, I was
close, we rode the beast together and crashed onto the shore he flooded my
arse with his cum, grunting like a pig as shot after shot of teenage juice
was sprayed in to my gut as I made the damp patch on the bed just a bit
bigger. Two for two.


There was a short break before the curtain moved again and Les joined me on
the now thoroughly messed up bed, I enjoyed the break and used it to get
myself back together mentally for the next `client'.

I moved to offer Les my hole and he shook his head, `No boy, come here.' I
scooted over to him and gathering the sheets up he rolled me up like a
giant cigar with just my head visible and dragged the result of his handy
work across the bed until I was lying on my back with my head hanging over
the corner of the bed. I didn't have a good feeling about this one.

Les moved into position with one muscular thigh either side of my head with
his balls resting against my face; I tongued his hairy ball bag, he pulled
back and I could see the full length of his thick cut 7 inches `open!' I
complied and felt him enter my mouth, I sucked and worked my tongue as best
as I could considering the position, but I think we both knew this was
going to be very little about my input. `Ready bitch?' I mumbled my consent
and we began one of the scariest encounters of my life.

From the very start, it was clear this was all about control, power,
domination and Les. As the thickness of his cock closed off my airway I
swallowed drawing him deeper into my throat until his balls rested against
my face, I continued to swallow knowing the waves caused my throat to
massage his meat, I stopped swallowing to signal my need for air. Nothing,
I waited, Nothing, by now I'm getting desperate, I start making guttural
noise in my throat, Nothing. I try to get away but his wrapping have me
trapped, finally on the point of blacking out he pulls back into my mouth
as I gasp, taking in a huge breath and scream. He shoves his meat back into
my throat cutting me off as he hissed `shut up!' but my scream has had the
desired effect and seconds later I hear the others come charging into the
room. `What the fuck Les?' someone pushes him off me as they start to argue
about what he was doing, Marcus helps me get out of my wrappings, as
accusations start to fly, but outnumbered by the others Les gets all
defensive and wants to leave. All the commotion has attracted attention and
Uncles David & Ben turn up demanding to know what is going on, freed from
my wrapping I grab onto Uncle Ben, he rubs my hair `don't worry son I'm
here now'. `I was just playing; I didn't mean to scare him' `What happened
Ian?' Uncle David was knelt down talking to me, it was so unusual for him
to come down to my level it is burnt in my mind, I told him what happened
and Les not letting me breath.

I think that was the first time I ever saw Uncle David angry, he grabbed
Les by the throat and pinned him against the wall almost hissing into his
face `Get the fuck out and don't ever come back and if I ever see you again
I'll fucking kill you.' By now, Marcus had taken me into the main room and
we were sitting on the sofa as he cuddled me when his brother came in `get
your stuff we're leaving, `I don't want to, I want to stay' `Get your
fuc....' Les was cut off mid sentence as Uncle Ben punched him square in
the face; blood flew everywhere as Les grabbed his face `we said get the
fuck out, the boy stays!'

That was the first time I saw the violence that bordered on the edge of the
world I was being introduced to, and it wasn't the last. I watched Uncle
David talking with the others as Les dressed and left muttering, Uncle Ben
came over and spoke with me & Marcus, `are you two alright?' `Yes Sir' `OK,
do you want to stay here or come back downstairs?' `I want to stay with
Marcus' `OK'

As we sat waiting for the adults to decide what was going on we hear hushed
words `well?' `I don't know, Les fucked it all up' `Yes, but is he ready?'
`Probably, but unless we try we will never know' `do you think he will
carry on?' `I just asked, he wants to stay here with Marcus' `OK, let's
take a break and see if we can carry on later, agreed?' they all
nodded. Uncle David and Ben left and the rest of us gathered on the sofa
with Marcus and me the centre of attention.

After about an hour or so and much petting and cuddles everyone was getting
back in the mood when Paul suggested we watch a movie. This was no easy
task; porn back then was super8 film and took time to sort out although
Paul seemed to have it down to about 5 minutes, as the film started
accompanied by the chatter of the projector. `Boys on the run' appeared on
the screen it was a movie about a school cross country run and how all the
boys got lost and all the men who helped them find their way back. What
made it super sexy was I knew all the boys in the movie it was hot watching
the older boys being fucked by men and my body's response didn't go
unnoticed by Dave who was meant to be after Les. I took his hand and tried
to pull him to his feet but he seemed reluctant, he motioned to whisper in
my ear so I leant in `bring Marcus'. I got Marcus to get his other hand and
together we pulled him up and lead him into the side room, the bed had been
tidied up and all three of us climbed onto it and started fooling around,
having Marcus there emboldened me and pretty soon we were all playing
again.

As we played with Dave, it became increasingly clear that the focus of his
attention was 14yo Marcus's cock. I have to admit it was a nice cock 6
inches, cut and I had myself enjoyed it a few short hours ago, with the
naivety of my age I just blurted it out `do you want Marcus to fuck you?'
I'm almost sure I heard a snigger from the other room; Dave looked at us
both and nodded his head.

After some readjustment to the position to accommodate the new dynamic, we
started again. I was sitting up on the bed with my back to the headboard
with Dave's mouth on my 8yo stick, it all felt a bit strange but,
whatever. The joy of the current situation was that looking over Dave's
back I could see Marcus, 14yo Marcus ploughing an 18yo boy, Oh! Fuck that
was hot. As we progress the tonguing my cock is getting starts to get
serious, I'm starting to get major `tingles' in my belly and Dave is
clearly getting the full performance from Marcus if the moans and groans
are anything to go by.

I felt Dave fiddling with my hole and as expected, it was shortly followed
by his finger searching for my nut. I guided him to it by wriggling around
and moaning as required. I could sense his thoughts were elsewhere and to
be honest so were mine, so for the first & by no means the last I faked
it. Legs drumming on the bed, little squeaks and moans, shaking my head
about, clenching and releasing my ring, probably not an award winner but
enough to fool Dave who only had 5% of his mind on me anyway. Having
discharged my duty, I changed places and went to watch from a side view.

I could see Marcus was really into this, the size difference was hot,
watching a boy fucking a man up the arse was so submissive, with me out of
the way Dave was giving full rein to this side of his personality and
Marcus was giving it a real good hammering.

I don't know why, call it the devil in me, but slowly reaching out I took
hold of the edge of the curtain separating us from the main room and slowly
pulled it aside, exposing the performance to the others in the main room,
Marcus looked at me and then the door way and smiled. It took about 30
seconds for the others to gather round the bed each sporting a boner which
they were all wanking rapidly and about another 30 seconds for Dave to
realise we were no longer alone. Unfortunately for Dave he was well beyond
the stage were rational thinking works and Marcus was building them both up
for the crescendo which arrived with Dave praying to all the saints and
Marcus hanging on like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. I could read
Marcus's face and body and although I couldn't see it I could visualise the
thick white sauce being fired into the eager arsehole of a boy well fucked
and wished it had been me.

Dave meanwhile had collapsed on the bed and just lay there groaning and
panting.Suddendly a hand grabs my arm and throws me onto the bed next to
Dave as I look up I see all the boys wanking together, what a sight three
thick man cocks wanking just above my face. I want to touch them suck them
but any attempt is pushed down, then they start cumming, aiming their thick
gooey loads in to my face, my hair, my mouth. I put my hands up to my face
and rub their spunk into my face, my hair, down my body, into my mouth
licking gobs of cum off my fingers and swallowing them, it seemed to go on
for ages but eventually everybody wound down and we all piled onto the bed
in a hot messy heap of flesh, sweat and spunk.


Thank you to the friends & readers who have expressed an interest in my
recollections mixed with a little fantasy, I hope you enjoyed reading them
I certainly enjoyed living them.


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