Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2007 09:52:20 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: HEAD BOY'S DAD AND ME Part 10

HEAD BOY'S DAD AND ME.
Part Ten.

This is a homosexual fantasy, if it is illegal for you to read it for any
reason please leave now. The characters in it are figments of my imagination, but
some of the locations did exist, even if the events described here are an
exaggerated version of what really occurred in them. Because it is a fantasy the
sex will be unprotected; in the real world please practice safe sex.
Sorry about the delay, I've been on holiday.
I leaned back into Timmo, stretched and yawned.
"That was a really wicked show Timmo. I just don't know how Alain and
Salomon could take so much abuse to their bumholes, it was awesome. But, best of
all, I got to be alone with you while we had sex together."
Timmo nuzzled my neck and gave me a quick, half love-bite.
"I'm pleased you liked the show, and like I told you before all the guys in
the Troupe are well trained; and Alain and Salomon are given muscle relaxant
injections to make it easier for their bumholes to take all the abuse. You
sound tired Paul, are you?"
"A bit Timmo, I have cum 4 times so far today, but most of all I'm hungry."
"It's almost seven, dinner should be ready soon. We'll get cleaned up and
see what Tom has left for us, he's taxiing guests again."
My cock was half hard as was Timmo's, so it was easy for him to gently push
me off his cock, which squelched from my bumhole. I could feel Timmo's cum
start to ooze from my bumhole. He handed me the shorts.
"Stand up straight and hold these against your bumhole to stop my cum making
a mess everywhere."
Timmo crouched in front of me.
"Now drop over my shoulder and I'll give you a fireman's lift down to the
basement. There'll be no one there at this time so we'll clean off in one of
the cubicles. There are clean shorts and socks down there too."
I dropped over Timmo's strong broad shoulder and he straightened up. My cummy
torso was  rubbing any runny cum into his back. As we headed for the door I
began to play with his firm white dimpled arse-cheeks, and while Timmo slowly
walked us down the stairs I wet a couple of fingers and managed to insert them
into his warm, moist bumhole. I began to slowly finger fuck his bumhole
causing him to moan softly, his voice was husky when he spoke.
"Paul, I swear you're insatiable, let's get cleaned up and have dinner
before we do anything else, please!"
I giggled.
"OK lover I'll pack it in, but I do like having my fingers inside your hot
bumhole."
In the basement I sat on the pan and voided my bowels while Timmo was
showering, then I joined him under the shower and he cleaned me out then washed my
body. All the time we were in the shower we were kissing, not hard or sexy,
tenderly. We dried off and dressed in the replacement shorts and pop-socks, our
cocks were tumescent, but not stiff, and neither of us was making precum. Hand
in hand we made our way back to the kitchen. On the way Timmo explained that
all the boys were paid for taking part in the orgies and I would be too. He went
on to say that if it was OK with me, Brian, who was an investment banker,
would set up an account for me which I'd have access to when I was 18. That way
the money would earn interest and I wouldn't have to explain extra money to my
parents. I told him to do whatever he thought was best for me, I trusted him.
I was more concerned with being with him than with money. But I did like the
orgies, I was learning and liking so much.
In the kitchen Timmo put some bread rolls into the microwave to re-heat, then
filled 2 large bowls with the chicken stew from the pot that was simmering on
the hob. I filled a jug with water and got 2 glasses and put them on the
breakfast table, we couldn't be bothered with using the dining room. The food was
simple but delicious, I had 2-1/2 bowlfuls and Timmo had 3. When we'd finished
we were both stuffed.
Timmo phoned his Dad about my money then asked me what I wanted to do until
bed-time. I asked if he'd got any Kung Fu DVDs telling him I loved watching
them, he laughed and told me he'd got lots, he loved them to. So we went to Timmo'
s bedroom, he set the TV up and came and sat next to me where I was propped
up on his bed. He put his arm around my shoulder and I snuggled into his body
while we watched the TV. Of course we'd both got naked as soon as we'd entered
the bedroom.
By ten-thirty as the second movie was ending I was yawning my head off, I was
so tired. Timmo got up and closed the entertainment system down then came
back to bed. We snogged for a bit and somehow found ourselves in a 69. Both of
our cocks were hard again, and I just beat Timmo in sticking 2 fingers up his
bum. Soon we were both finger-fucking each others bumholes with three fingers
while we sucked each others stiff cocks. I steadied my breathing and swallowed
Timmo's cock. As soon as I was comfortable with having Timmo's cock down my
throat I began to work on it with my throat muscles. That was Timmo's signal for
him to do the same for me and he swallowed my cock with ease. We were soon
deep-throating each other for all we were worth. I started to cum first, but
Timmo was only a couple of shots behind me.
When we'd come down off our highs we extricated ourselves, gave each other a
kiss and I spooned back into Timmo's beautiful body. Timmo engulfed me in his
arms and I was asleep in minutes. Sometime in the morning I half woke when I
felt Timmo get out of bed, but I shut my eyes and dozed off.
Then Timmo was shaking me awake.
"Come on sleepy head, you've got 40 minutes to have your breakfast and get
ready for school. Dad will meet you at the front entrance to drive you."
I knuckled my eyes, I'd forgotten that as a Senior Prefect Timmo and the
others had to be in school half an hour before the rest of us. Timmo leaned down
and kissed me tenderly, his breath smelled fishy.
"I've got to go, I'll see you first break lover boy."
"OK Timmo, love you. Oh, what have you been eating? Your breath smells fishy."

"I've just finished that sea-food platter off from Saturday night. Now I
must go Paul, and I love you too."
When Timmo had gone I had a quick shower then put my school uniform on. When
I got to the kitchen Tom greeted me, then put a plate of scrambled eggs and
crispy bacon in front of me. Then he said his goodbyes, he was chauffeuring
again. (Apparently Jean had telephoned, there was another problem with his Mom and
he'd be away for at least another week.) I gulped my breakfast down, I was
starving again, then went back to Timmo's bedroom. I brushed my teeth, picked up
my bag and hurried down to the entrance. Lars was in the car waiting for me.
I climbed in and Lars greeted me with a kiss. He told me he was in a hurry,
the talks for the new Conference Centre in Brazil were near completion. Before
we set off he gave me a paper to sign regarding my investment account; he said
his solicitor would sort all the legal stuff out. We made small talk as we
drove, and I noticed that Lars kept "accidentally" brushing his hand against my
naked thigh. I was too embarrassed to mention it, I mean we weren't at an orgy
now and his son was my boyfriend. My cock had no qualms though, I could feel
it stiffening. Thankfully we were soon at the school gates. I thanked Lars for
a wonderful weekend and ran into school.
Just before the first recess we heard an ambulance race into the school car
park with it's siren blaring. As we left the classroom for recess Jim was
outside waiting for me. He took me to one side.
"Now don't panic Paul, Timmo has been taken to hospital with food poisoning.
He's not in any danger, but he has very bad diarrhoea and can't keep any
food down. They'll probably put him on a drip and give him something to help his
body clear his system out, and antibiotics I suppose. Before they took him
away he told me to tell you not to worry."
My heart was racing and I started to sweat.
"Are you sure he's OK Jim? Can I go and see him? which hospital?"
"Hush, hush Paul, try and calm down. He's in the private clinic by the
conference centre. And he's not allowed any visitors, only his Dad, who phoned the
Headmaster to suggest that you ring him at lunchtime."
Jim handed me a piece of paper.
"Here's his number, and the Head has said that you may use his secretary's
office and phone; she'll be out having lunch."
To cut a long story short (and get to the sex), I phoned Lars as arranged. He
reassured me that Timmo would be OK, but he'd have to stay in the clinic for
at least 3 days and wouldn't be back to school for the rest of the week. I was
gutted. Timmo had caught the food poisoning off the seafood he'd finished off
that morning. Then Lars suggested that I got Timmo's stuff off  Jim or Alan,
collected Timmo's bike and he'd pick me up by the school gates at 3:45. In
the meantime he'd phone my Mom, and explain what had happened. Telling me to
wait in the office he rang off to call Mom.
Lars rang back in minutes, he told me that he'd asked Mom if it was OK for me
to go home with him for my tea/dinner and then he'd take me to see Timmo. He'
d also told Mom that he'd heard me telling Timmo how bad my IT skills were,
so to kill two birds with one stone so to speak, he'd enrolled me in a week
long IT course at the Conference Centre that ran from 7:30-9:45 p.m. He'd
promised her that he'd bring me straight home after the class. Mom was very sorry to
hear about Timmo and had agreed that Lars could pick me up and take me to his
apartment. The IT course was my decision; she told Lars that I could certainly
do with some extra tuition in IT. If I took the course she'd expect home by
10 p.m.
After the phone call I stayed in the office and finished my lunch, then I
read a book until the secretary returned, when I went to my next lesson. My mind
was with Timmo for the rest of the day, I couldn't concentrate at all. At
afternoon recess Jason found me, he was excited because Mr. Ricketts wasn't on
playground duty. But I made an excuse not to go to the bogs with him, telling him
that I wasn't feeling well; he looked really disappointed. When school ended
Jim and Alan met me in the yard and gave me Timmo's bag and bike. Lars was
waiting by the car, he gave me a big hug then strapped Timmo's bike to the roof
rack and we drove off. Lars explained a bit more about Timmo's condition, but
it was a bit too technical for me. Once again Lars's hand kept "accidentally"
brushing against my naked thigh. I wanted to tell him to stop, that I was too
worried about Timmo, but I didn't know how. My cock however responded
immediately, like in the morning, and I'd soon got a lazy-lob.
Thankfully within minutes we were at the Conference Centre. I got out and got
my bag and Timmo's. Lars led the way up to the apartment. There were only a
few people in reception and we were outside the apartment door without really
being noticed. Lars entered Timmo's bedroom door code and told me to put our
bags in there, have a wash and meet him in the kitchen. As I walked into the
kitchen Lars had just put a plate of steak and salad on the table.
"There you go Paul, tuck into that, it's my best dish: Tom's still
chauffeuring. I'll eat later, now I have to make a few calls, I'll be back in a while."

I didn't think I was hungry I was so worried about Timmo, but, by the time
Lars came back I'd cleared my plate. He gave me a bowl of strawberries and ice
cream and I started on that. Lars mobile rang and he went into the dining room
to answer it. When he returned he sat next to me, he looked serious.
"That was the Clinic, Timmo's going through a very bad bout of diarrhoea
right now and doesn't want to see anyone. I think he's sat permanently on the
toilet, which he'll find so embarrassing. He asked the nurse to send you his
love and he can't wait to see you tomorrow."
I started to sob.
"I so wanted to see him Lars!"
Lars put his arm around me, kissed the top of my head and hugged me to his
body.
"There, there Paul, don't upset yourself. Timmo will be well soon and you'll
quickly forget this happened. Think of all the fun weekends you and he will
have in the future."
To my shame my cock was getting hard again as I nestled into his strong body,
inhaling his manly aroma. Lars squeezed me again.
"It's almost 5 what do you want to do until your lesson?"
I looked up at him, he was smiling broadly at me and there was a sexy glint
in his eye; my cock instantly became fully erect.
"Tell you what Paul, go to Timmo's room and change into something more
comfortable and then we'll decide what to do."
I knew exactly what he meant, he wanted to have sex with me; and I knew that
in spite of my love for Timmo, and his being ill, I was going to let him, I
couldn't help myself. My mind was racing, I hated cheating on Timmo but my young
body craved sex, I hadn't had sex all day. And this would be sex, not love
like with Timmo, I thought to myself, trying to justify my actions. I got up
from the table.
"OK Lars, I'll go and have a quick shower and get changed."
Lars's voice was husky when he answered.
"Don't shower Paul, just get yourself ready. I like the smell of sweaty
young boys."
Before I left the kitchen Lars told me Timmo's door code. I raced down the
corridor undoing buttons and zips as I ran. In Timmo's bedroom I was out of my
clothes in seconds. I went into the bathroom and used the toilet, then I
cleaned my bumhole out carefully, trying not to get water on the rest of my body.
Finally I cleaned my teeth. I found a pair of shorts and pop-socks my size in a
drawer and put them on. My knob was leaking precum and I got a stain on my
shorts almost immediately. I headed back to the kitchen, my pulse was racing and
my cock was throbbing. Lars was standing at the end of the corridor, naked but
for shorts and pop-socks like mine. His hard, thick 8 inch cock clearly
outlined.
"This way Paul, we'll use the "special storeroom."
When I caught up to him he took my hand and led me to a door. He punched in
the code and the door swung open. Inside the room was around 6 feet wide and 20
feet long. Both walls were lined with shelves that contained food-stuffs.
Lars leaned down and twisted a can of beans on the bottom shelf. There was a
click and 4 foot of the shelf opened like a door, Lars took my hand and led me
into the secret room, the light came on automatically as we entered, then the
door swung shut behind us.
"Timmo and Jean don't know about this room Paul, I use it for secret
assignations, so you mustn't tell either of them about it. OK?"
"I won't Lars, I promise."
"Good boy, now get those precum soaked shorts off."
As I stripped off I quickly looked around. I took in a double bed in a
corner, it was covered in a black rubber sheet, and the walls alongside it and along
its head were mirrored as was the ceiling. There was an examination table
like the one downstairs, a sling and a sawhorse like object. There were shelves
with sex toys on them. I didn't have time to take in much more, a naked Lars
picked me up in his strong arms, I put my arms around him, and we started
snogging passionately. Walking backwards he carried me towards the bed, when we got
there he fell back on to it. We continued snogging, his thick, hard 8 inch
cock was throbbing against my thigh and my hard 5 inches was digging into his
belly. I felt my foreskin peel back and my precum began to flow freely. Lars
broke the kiss, his voice all husky as he spoke.
"Oh fuck Paul I want my cock up your arse so badly."
"I want your cock inside me too Lars, I want you to fuck the cum out of my
cock, I haven't cum all day. Can I sit on it? Get it really deep inside my body."

Lars grinned up at me.
"Dirty little bugger! Get on your hands and knees and spread your legs so
that I can get your bumhole ready for my big cock. Do you want my tongue and spit
or shall I lube your bumhole up?"
I didn't have to think, I wanted to feel the pain of Lars's big cock forcing
its way inside my young body before I felt the pleasure from having a big
cock filling my chute.
"Lick me out please Lars, get my bum ready for your big cock with your spit."

Lars was chuckling as I got onto my hands and knees and spread my legs.
"Fuck Paul, you've got a delectable young arse."
Because it was just sex I liked him talking a bit dirty to me. Lars caressed,
then gently bit each of my hairless white arse-cheeks before sliding
underneath my body. He propped his shoulders up against the mirrored wall.
"Back up Paul until I tell you to stop. You can get my cock nice and slippery
while I get your bumhole loosened up."
I backed up until Lars stopped me; beneath me, pointing up his body, was Lars'
s pale shafted  thick, hard uncut cock. I'm sure I could see the blood
pumping through his thick blue veins. I put my hand around it and pulled his
foreskin back, which immediately lodged behind the corona of his bulbous precum
stained, red knob. Then I licked my lips before dropping my head down to take Lars'
s cock into my mouth, where I began to slobber over and suck it. At the same
time I felt Lars put his strong hands onto my arse-cheeks and pull them wide
apart. I sighed and shivered when I felt his tongue begin to run up and down my
arse-crack. Lars gobbed onto my little pucker and I shuddered when he forced
his tongue into my bumhole. Precum was almost dribbling from my cock-slit onto
the rubber sheet beneath us. Then Lars spat again, he pulled his tongue out
and easily pushed a thick finger into my bumhole, working it around. He spat
again as he pulled his finger out and replaced it with his tongue. When he
removed his tongue the next time and spat again he pushed 2 fingers into my bumhole
and began to stretch my sphincter. He was gobbing into my bumhole all the time
he worked his fingers widening my bumhole. I'm sure if he'd have played with
my prostate I'd have cum on the spot, as it was he concentrated on stretching
my bumhole. Lars's cock was producing almost as much precum as I was and it
was trickling down my throat. I was going crazy with desire and could feel a
cum building up so I gasped before I spoke, while I lifted off Lars's throbbing
cock.
"Get on your back Lars, I need your big cock inside me now, I'm going to cum
real soon!"
Lars yanked his fingers from my bumhole and slid down until he was flat on
the bed. I manoeuvred around until I was on my knees straddling Lars's body. As
I felt for his cock I looked into his eyes and smiled, Lars smiled back. I
located Lars's cock and placed the big bulbous knob against my tiny young pucker.
I took a couple of deep breaths before pushing down until Lars's knob had
broken through my sphincter. I cried out a bit, the pain was worse than I'd
expected, and beads of sweat broke out across my brow. My pulse was racing and my
shoulders, neck and face flushed red.
"Are you OK Paul?"
Lars sounded concerned, I nodded that I was OK and breathed deeply for
several seconds. The pain started to subside so I tried to relax. As soon as I was
calmer I sat all the way down on Lars's cock until my hairless white
arse-cheeks ground against his trimmed pubes.
"YES!" I hissed, and punched the air.
"Oh, well done Paul, what a brave boy you are."
My cock had remained rock hard. I placed my hands on the bed for support and
began to fuck myself on Lars's cock, my stiff cock bobbing in time to my
motion. I glanced into a mirror, it was so sexy watching myself fucking myself on
Lars's big thick cock. I don't think I'd done more than half a dozen strokes
when I stiffened, arched my back and started to shoot rope after rope of my
watery boycum high into the air. Most of it landed on Lars's body, the rest lay
glistening on the bed.
"That was fucking great!"
I gasped, surprised at my own swearing. Lars's voice was deep and husky when
he spoke.
"Now you've cum once Paul I'm going to give your young bumhole a real hard
fucking until you cum another load of sweet boycum. Reach under and curl your
hands over my shoulders."
While Lars struggled to stand I guessed that Timmo had learned the technique
from watching his Dad. As Lars tried to stand his thick throbbing cock moved
about inside my chute, the sensations it caused were sending me crazy with
desire. My cock had remained hard and I started to leak precum again. When he was
stood up Lars told me to lock my legs around his body and lock my hands around
his neck. When I'd done it Lars cupped one of my hairless arse-cheeks in
either of his big strong hands. He straddled his legs and began to lift me up and
down on his cock-shaft, fucking his cock up into me as he lowered me back
down. It felt incredible and I threw my head and torso as far back as I could to
get as much of his big fat cock into my young body as I could. I was watching
myself being fucked in the ceiling mirrors, I could see his big fat cock going
in and out of my bumhole. Then I remembered to spasm my sphincter around Lars'
s cock. Lars was grunting and groaning and I was moaning almost non-stop. We
were both breathing raggedly and our bodies were drenched in sweat.
Lars had been fucking me for about ten minutes when I felt my next climax
cumming.
"I'm going cum soon Lars!"
I cried out.
"Keep your sphincter clenched tight around my cock-shaft Paul, and I'll try
and cum with you."
Lars gasped; before he started banging away at my bumhole even harder and
faster. Of course clenching my sphincter meant Lars had to force his way into my
chute which sent even more sexy sensations coursing through my young body.
Then it happened, for a second time my boycum erupted from my bouncing cock and
shot up into the space between our heaving bodies. As I came Lars groaned even
louder; he grabbed my hips and jammed my body down hard onto his cock which
started to shoot his hot mancum deep inside me; HEAVEN! I threw my arms around
his neck and we started kissing passionately while my cock kept shooting cum
between our heaving bodies and Lars's cock continued to fill my chute with his
thick mancum.
Finally we both finished cumming; Lars broke our kiss and we caught our
breath as our heartbeats returned to normal. Both our torsos were covered in my two
loads of sticky boycum. My cock had softened a bit but Lars's was as hard as
ever; Lars was making it twitch inside my hot, moist chute which was turning
me on again.
"Hang on tight Paul I haven't finished with your delectable arsehole yet!"
Stiff-legged Lars slowly walked me towards the sling. My cock was trapped
between our sticky bodies; combined with the sensations the movement of his hard
cock up my chute was giving me made my cock stiffen again. At the sling Lars
laid me on the base, told me to hold on to the chains and unwrap my legs. While
Lars strapped my legs up I made myself comfortable. All the movement meant
that Lars's big cock was going in and out of my bumhole as he moved about. There
were ceiling mirrors over the sling too so I could watch. I found I was
getting turned on when I could see a cock buried in my bumhole. I looked down my
vulnerable young body, my cock was that stiff my foreskin had peeled back to
reveal my cum coated flared knob, and I could see a pearl of slightly milky
precum emerging from my cock-slit. Lars finished strapping my legs up and apart,
then he leaned across and strapped my arms to the chains; which pushed his cock
right up my chute. Finally Lars adjusted the height of the sling until I was
at the height he required.
"OK Paul, now I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before,
get ready for my big  fat juicy cock!"
Lars began to fuck my bumhole at a fairly steady pace, the sling started to
move with his movements. I wondered what he was going to do that would make
this fuck so memorable. Within minutes I knew. As Lars pulled back he pushed the
sling away and his cock squelched from my bumhole then he pulled the sling
back and pulled my body back onto his rigid, thick veined cock. I gasped as a
jolt of pain shot through my body.
"This is how I'm going to fuck you now Paul, on every stroke my big cock is
going to be yanked from your bumhole and then forced back up. You can cry out,
scream even, the room's fully sound-proofed."
And that's how he continued to fuck my battered bumhole, his cock leaving my
body on every stroke of his big thick cock.. I screwed my face up and cried
out loudly for the first dozen or so strokes, and my cock shrivelled away. I
begged Lars to stop, but he just grinned at me. At that moment I think I hated
him, this wasn't like the orgy, this was almost rape. It hurt a lot every time
Lars's cock forced its way back into my chute past my battered sphincter. Then
the pain started to change, to become enjoyable. I forced myself to relax my
sphincter and that made it even easier to stand the lessening pain. In fact the
pain was turning to pleasure. I looked in the mirror, my cock was stiffening,
it was very sexy to see Lars's cock fucking in and out of my bumhole. Lars
was staring intently at me whenever he wasn't concentrating on getting his cock
back into my abused bumhole. My face relaxed and I smiled tentatively. Lars
smiled encouragingly back  and spoke in gasps.
"Beginning to enjoy it now Paul? Your cock certainly looks like it is, it's
almost stiff again. I'm sorry if you found it too brutal to begin with, but,
after what your arsehole coped with at the orgy, I knew that you'd eventually
enjoy being fucked this way."
I gasped out my reply.
"I just wished you could have warned me what to expect, you really took me by
surprise."
Lars's cum from his first climax was being drawn from my bumhole every time
his big thick cock exited it; it was pooling beneath my buttocks. Lars speeded
up a little and from the way he was snorting and grunting I knew that his
second cum wasn't too far away. My cock was rigid again and bouncing about, Lars
cock was giving my prostate a real pounding. I saw my foreskin peel back to
reveal my cum/precum slimy knob. I didn't think I'd be able to cum at the same
time as Lars without some help.
"When you're about to cum can you toss my cock for me Lars? I want to try
and cum with you."
"Yes Paul, it won't be too long, your young arsehole is such a turn-on, it's
so hot, moist and especially tight!"
Within minutes Lars rammed his cock all the way home.
"Start spasming your sphincter Paul while I wank you off."
I began to spasm my sphincter, clenching Lars's cock-shaft very tightly. At
the same time Lars grabbed my cock firmly and started to wank it furiously.
Lars came first, almost collapsing on me as he started to shoot. I loved the feel
of his big cock exploding inside me and coating my chute walls with his thick
mancum. I milked his cock-shaft for all I was worth I wanted every drop of
his cum. Lars had just finished cumming when my cock exploded and my cum shot
everywhere until Lars slowed down his wanking and pointed it up my body. When I'
d finished cumming I sank back into the sling totally exhausted. Lars hadn't
finished with my body yet though. He yanked his softening cock from my battered
bumhole, then leaned over and took my cock into his mouth. He pulled my
foreskin back and began to suck on my knob while his hand squeezed my cock-shaft
then slowly milked my balls dry. Eventually my knob became too sensitive and I
whimpered. Lars lifted up, and let go of my cock, he came up to my head,
squatted besides me and kissed me for a couple of minutes. He stood up and started
to unstrap me from the chains.
"Come on little man, let's get you out of this and into the shower, you can
have a nourishing drink and a rest before your course." He looked at his
wristwatch. "It's just gone 6, there's time for me to massage you too."
By now I was unchained, Lars threw me over his shoulder (another Timmo thing)
and took me through a door into a largish room. There were a couple of
cubicles and hand basins on the one side, and three open showers facing them. Lars
put me down under the showers; I had to cling onto him for support, my legs
were all shaky. Lars gave me a couple of enemas then gently washed me all over.
As I dried myself off with a large fluffy towel Lars finished showering, the
use in my legs was almost back to normal. We went back into the main room and
put our shorts and socks back on. Lars pressed a button and the door opened, he
took my hand and led me back to the kitchen and I sat at the table. Lars made
a couple of pint glasses of milk shake things. He passed me mine and told me
that it contained loads of vitamins and stuff, it would do me good.
When we'd finished them he took my hand again and led me into his rooms.
There was a small hall with 2 doors, Lars pointed to one telling me that was to
his bedroom then opened the other and we went into his bathroom. It was bigger
than Timmo's, apart from the usual stuff there was ample room for an
examination table, the stirrups were not attached, they were on a nearby shelf. A large
medicine cabinet stood by it. Lars threw a crisp white cotton sheet over the
table, and under his  instructions I stripped off my shorts and climbed onto
the table and lay face down. I spread my legs as far as they'd go on the table,
then I crossed my arms and lay my head sideways on them. Lars reached under
my body and pulled my soft cock and my ballsac down. Then he stripped off his
own shorts. His soft cock was about as big as mine hard and it nestled against
his short loose ballsac and prominent big balls.
He took a bottle from the cabinet and poured a generous helping of its
viscous liquid between my shoulder blades. He gave my back and legs an excellent
massage, but he never touched my buttocks. Then he had me turn over and he
massaged my front. He avoided my cock and ballsac and with all the attention my body
was getting my cock was half hard. Lars told me to turn back onto my front;
when I'd turned back over he had a hard job getting my stiffening cock out from
under my body. I felt him dribble some of the liquid onto each buttock and he
started to massage them, one in each hand to start with. He did a great job;
while he was massaging he kept blowing along my arse-crack and on my tender,
very sensitive pucker. Lars told me he was trying to get my pucker back to
normal. I was so turned on by it all that my cock tried to go rigid but Lars
pressed down on my buttocks keeping my stiff cock trapped pointing downwards; it
was a bit painful and I started to squirm. Lars relented and let me lift up off
the table, my stiff little cock shot up against my belly and as Lars pressed
my body back down onto the table I could feel my precum oozing out, making my
belly and the sheet sticky.
"I'm going to do your arsehole now Paul, your pucker's still a bit puffy.
The ointment will probably feel cool on your flesh."
I watched as Lars wiped his hands on a towel. He took a jar of ointment from
the cabinet and went behind me. Firstly Lars smeared the ointment up and down
my arse-crack, it was lovely and cool. Then he gently pushed half of a finger
into my bumhole, the ointment was really soothing. He kept adding ointment
until all of my flesh before my sphincter was coated. My cock by now was
throbbing and dribbling precum.
"Lars, I need to cum again, please." I whimpered.
"Well Paul, there's 20 minutes before your course starts, I'll see what I
can do. Turn over and lie back, let me do all the work."
I was very worked up by now and as I lay back I could see my rigid 5 inch
cock twitching; as I watched my foreskin peeled back. Lars bent over my body and
my cock disappeared into his mouth and down his throat. As he started to work
my cock with his throat muscles he gently fondled my balls. I moaned in
ecstasy his throat muscles were really milking my cock. I couldn't believe how
quickly my fourth cum of the day built up. I arched my back and my young body
stiffened.
"I'm cumming Lars!" I gasped.
Lars just had time to pull back so that my knob was in his mouth before I was
flooding his mouth with another big load of my sweet boycum. When I sank back
onto the table Lars cleaned my knob and pulled my foreskin back over it as my
cock softened. He didn't dwell on it, but straightened up and came and gave
me a passionate kiss.
"I hope you've enjoyed this afternoon Paul?"
"Yes Lars," I gushed "I really have."
"Good, so have I, you're a very sexy boy, I can see why Timmo likes you so
much. Now go and get dressed and I'll phone down for Miki to come up and take
you to your classroom, he's teaching the course."
As I headed for Timmo's bedroom Lars's reference to Timmo made me begin to
feel guilty again, then I decided to deal with that later at home, I'd got a
class to attend.

End of part ten.

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