Date: Fri, 27 Oct 2006 07:18:24 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: JO'S BOYS - 11

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. If this sort of
thing offends you then what the hell are you doing reading Nifty/Gay. Also
note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are
FICTIONAL. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular area of
the planet to read this sort of stuff or allow minors access but you knew
that anyway.

These are stories of youth and boys and once again they are FICTIONAL.

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JO's BOYS


11 - Anthony Running Things



by



G. Cutter




ANTHONY

Here I was on my very first independent assignment meaning I was actually
going to take some pictures of a teenager all on my ownsome. It was all cut
and dried and I was merely welcoming the boy or more properly a youth and
taking some pictures of him doing a solo wank and that was it, Jo had
organised it so it should be straightforward enough. The guy, Tommy was
seventeen and normally I'd keep well clear of this age group of model but
the Boss had asked and what he asks for he normally gets, especially as he
pays me for these odd jobs.

It was the school's half term and a lot of things had happened since our
holiday at Lewes, we'd lost contact with Leo who had returned to his home
and school and as I was more or less living at the Studio Florian had
virtually moved into our house. I've got to explain the 'living at the
Studio' bit. Jo had rented the small shop on the ground floor above our
basement studio which he used for an office and relegated the basement to
just picture taking and storage. The place was cold and damp and he was in
an ongoing war with the landlord but that's another story which won't be
going onto Nifty. The good thing was that the shop had a small flat above
it similar to Uncle Freddy's over in Wimbledon and I dossed down in there
with Jo more times than not. We also kept one room tarted up for more
stylish pictures if you know what I mean, the arty stuff.

Anyway, here I was on a Friday and it was about six in the evening, Jo was
away at Lewes on some mysterious mission, Florian was away on the Biscay
coast working and Loren was also out attending a meeting of the younger
Scouts, he was now in my Scout Troop and this was a younger group he
assisted with, his own muster night was on a Wednesday. I was supposed to
attend three nights a week but business was calling more and more thus I
was scouting less and less. He's been with them now for eight weeks and was
really taking an interest. Come on, he'd only joined up when he'd met a
couple of the boys and got a sudden uplift in his knickers. I think he
rather fancied getting into a tent with some of them for a week or so.

Of course, he didn't appreciate the downside, the sweaty feet, the unwashed
crotches and the farting, not to mention the cold water washing at the
crack of dawn but I hadn't mentioned that side of things. I'd let him find
out the hard way but I had great faith in the kid brother from hell, sure
as sex was sex he'd be trundling an eleven or twelve year old around
willing to get naked. As I said, I had great faith in him.

I was sitting in what we now called the top office and the bell went. On
opening the door I found this quite large lad lurking and he gave me a
little smile and stuck his hand out... all very formal.

'Tommy... you gotta be Anthony.'

I agreed I was and ushered him in. I sat him down and gave him a Coke and
started into my prepared speech. He'd done all this before and Jo had
mentioned that he had a mate who maybe interested so I needed to react to
that one if necessary. Jo had left cash and set out a budget so all the
nitty gritty other than the actual picture taking was perfectly
straighforward.

'So you're doing all the photo shoot, the session?' Tommy looked at me
seeming a little unsure of himself and probably of me as well.

'Yeah, I've been working for Jo a couple of months so I know what I'm
doing.'

'Don't doubt it, he grinned. 'You just seem a bit young.'

'Sixteen,' I lied, I still had two months to go. 'My kid brother helps me
out normally but he's tied up for the night.'

'Your kid brother?' He raised his eyebrows and then grinned. 'OK, so what's
the score?'

'We do the shoot upstairs. Basically strip, artistic strip that is. Play
around with dildo, and wank. Some good cum shots, some good bum shots and
that's it. Around an hour I reckon.'

'You've got a way with words,' he laughed. He was quite attractive in fact,
a round, boyish face with a small scar above his nose, short dark hair and
well built. Not fat but a sight meatier than any of the boys and a sight
bigger than I was, then again he was a bit older than most. He was part of
Jo's new policy of leavening the kiddies with older teens. As Jo said: They
all sold but just to different buyers.

I took him upstairs to where we'd decorated out what used to be the lounge
into a bare room with a sofa, a couple of chairs and other props, nothing
fancy but nice strong lighting perfect for quicky digitals. Take enough
pictures and you had to make your money back provided the model clicked and
that was the aim of the game. Jo had a good eye for boy and youth meat and
so had I. This one was OK, Tommy would sell.

Of course, in common with most of the flats above shops in the street the
place also had other rooms one of which we made into a sitting room, then
it had a small kitchen and a bathroom rather similar to Uncle Freddy's
again.

I locked the front door to reception as we rather grandly called it and
took him upstairs, Jo had laid some imitation parqet flooring in the posing
area which Loren kept nice and shiny, he also did the rest of the cleaning
as a matter of total disinterest.

'Slow stripo,' I'd bolted one camera onto a tripod and hand held the other.

'Any particular moves or anything?' He looked at me uncertainly.

'No,' I shrugged. 'Jo says you've done it all before. Just get stripped,
gimme a few poses, sexy and sultry looks... you know the score.'

'OK, kiddo,' he grinned. 'I should be asking you to take your clothes off.'

'Maybe later,' I laughed. Certainly later if he insisted, I hadn't had
anything for a few days and he was rather nice in a butch sort of way.

It was a slow start as we were two complete strangers but he soon relaxed
and we kept up a bit of chit chat along the way. By the time he got down to
naked we were getting on like a house on fire and I was quite impressed
with his equipment. He also handled a dildo quite well, slightly girly but
not overly so, probably enough to have the viewers wondering... Was he?
Wasn't he? As we progressed I got him to spread himself around and as the
place was warm enough he did just that, I got some good cock closeups and
some fanny shots. He wasn't a hairy type which was nice, in fact, under his
balls and in his crack he was as smooth as a baby's bum which I liked, I
popped a stiffy at the thought of a play around. I had the suspicious he'd
go for it as he was as hard as a pipe and even showed the first indication
of a tightening scrotum which is a good sign.

'What am I supposed to do with this dildo?' He looked at me.

'Just play around... suck it, whatever.'

'OK,' He did a sexy lick and lap and grinned at me. 'I prefer the real
thing.'

'So do I,' I replied. Brilliant repartee but there you go.

'Mmmmm,' he grinned and gave the big pink dildo a rather nice blow job, of
course, by now I was as hard as the proverbial choccy frog and I knew that
he knew.

'Time for a wank,' I murmured and moved the tripod in.

'Good.'

He sprawled on the chaise lounge I think it's called and began to stroke
giving me very seductive looks. I know he wanted me to go hands on, in a
manner of speaking but business before pleasure.

'Yeah, nice,' I did my clickety click bit alternating between the hand held
and the tripod. Loads of pictures and Jo could use what he liked. The old
days of photo sets were over now, Jo just published the lot and if any were
duff then they were duff, it was as easy as that. Basically taking pictures
of a willing subject was a doddle, to be good you had to master the art of
children and animals, if you could take good kiddy pictures and appealing
fluffy kittens and stroppy six year olds you had it made. I found the boys
more exciting but then again I would.

'Almost there,' he grunted and his hand moved faster,

'Stop.' I put the camera on the floor and went over to him.

'What's up?'

'A shiny head would look better,' I looked down at him sprawled out and
dropped to my knees. Taking his hot cock in my hands before he could stop
me I slipped my lips over his swollen glans and sucked and salivated until
I felt him getting near. 'That's better,' I stood up laughing and recovered
my camera.

'You bastard,' he smiled. 'Later?'

'Later,' I agreed. Well that was that one sorted out.

The next two or three minutes were brill, his now gleaming cock soon
spurted his thick boy spunk out squirt after squirt, this kid was seriously
juiced up or he had been. I pigged out on the pictures, some nice closeups
if I say so myself. Finally, he lay there holding his softening penis,
breathing deeply and smiled up at me. 'All done? Gotta towel?'

'Wanna trade?' I looked at him and suggestively ran my tongue across my top
lip and sat on the edge of the couch after placing the camera out of harm's
way.

'You wouldn't,' he smiled lazily running his hand up his shaft causing his
foreskin to close over the glans bubbling his thick cum into one glistening
dollop. His hand moved down again exposing his gleaming knob end and I did
the tongue bit again. He reached down and stroked my jean clad thigh as I
edged in just a little closer. 'Go on,' he croaked.

I peeled my shirt off just to get into the mood and ducked onto his now
relaxed scrotum holding his messy and spunk stained organ out of the way,
as he sighed in satisfaction I slowly wanked his messy foreskin up and down
it's core which was beginning to feel harder again. One swift grin and I
ducked my head up and over his cum drenched glans taking the succulent mass
into my mouth, one slow swallow and his gleaming, pearly slime slipped down
my throat, he groaned and grabbing my head moved it up and down... and
yeah, he was getting hard again.

'Get naked,' he rasped and began to tear at my belt as I kicked off my
trainers and socks. A minute later we were rolling about on this most
uncomfortanle sofa and he was going down on me, a sixty niner and I was so
hard it was sore. His thick shaft was at full stretch once more, I didn't
know if he had another cum in him but I didn't care, I had one in me and it
was all his. 'Yummy, yummy,' he grinned as he crouched over me laying flat
on the chaise lounge and his sweet lips slipped up and down my stiff
meat. 'I do love boy cock.'

'Good,' I spluttered around his thick weapon now slipping in and out of my
mouth almost choking me but not quite. I could still taste his cum and was
hoping for more, it's always nice with a sixty niner to cum around the same
time and I was on the verge of popping.

'Yes...' I heard him splutter as I blasted off. I felt a tiny squirt of his
salty cum hit the back of my throat and I let go with splat after splat of
my own slimy semen deep into the back of his avidly sucking mouth. Jeez, he
was good. He gobbled and swallowed draining me and finally let my wet cock
flop onto my belly as he moved off. We split and started to get dressed
with that curious half embarassment that you have when you've done
something you shouldn't have.

Jo had told me that when I was with strangers or new models to keep a
'business distance', mind you he was a fine one to talk.

'My mate's picking me up at eight, he's got a banger.' Tommy looked at me
and grinned as I put my clothing back on and tied up my trainers.

'Yeah, Lorenzo's due in around then, he's doing the Scout thing with his
little pals.'

'Does he wear uniform?' Tommy laughed.

'Yeah... looks tasty as well.'

'If he's anything like you I'm sure he will,' Tommy glanced at his
watch. 'Your Bossman said that he might be interested in Ben, my boyfriend
and myself doing some stuff together, no holds barred sorta stuff.'

'Fucking,' I said.

'As I said: You do have a way with words.'

'I try.'

'We normally go up Epping on a Saturday afternoon cruising. If you came
with us you could take some pix of us in the woods, we know stacks of
places.'

'Depends if you can squeeze Loren in as well, I'm supposed to be keeping an
eye on him this weekend.'

'Is he OK with this stuff? You know the nudity and the pictures and all the
rest of it. Let's face it, if he'd your kid brother he must be a
rugrat. How old is he?'

'Thirteen and he knows all about this, he's the Studio star,' I
grinned. 'Nothing shocks my Loren.'

'OK,' he looked up as the bell rang. 'My Ben or your brother?'

'Your Ben I should think, Loren's got a key. We'll have a cuppa before you
go, I'd like you to meet Loren and then everyone knows everyone else.'

'Right on Boss,' he laughed and gently fondled my bottom as we left the
studio room to return to Reception. The weekend was looking good, I just
hoped his mate wasn't a dog.

Indeed he wasn't, probably a little taller than Tommy but not so well
built. He was pretty good looking althoug not a raving beauty, in fact, all
I could see was him and Tommy rolling about naked but that's the sort of
mind I have. Tommy did the introductions and they sat quite openly
discussing the photo shoot whilst I made coffee instead of tea. I was
rather glad whilst listening in that the final sixty niner didn't get a
mention although they'd probably quite naturally talk about that later on
once they were alone.

I served coffee and paid out Tommy the agreed fee and then we moved onto
the Saturday work. Basically I didn't have a lot of leeway. I had a price
and I knew what I wanted and a mutual blow was the absolute minimum, if
they wanted to throw in full anal why not? I just didn't have any more dosh
in the kitty. Of course, the original intention was to do this stuff in the
top flat's bedroom but if they were happy driving out to the North of
London a bit then so much the better, I could always throw in Loren's sweet
bottom to pay for the fuel, I shouldn't think he'd mind too much, these
were a couple of well set up lads, Ben by the way was eighteen.

I knew as soon as Lorenzo walked in the door all neat and tidy in his olive
green uniform and baseball cap with it's golden Boy Scout logo pulled down
over his eyes like a miniature US Marine on happy pills I was
alright. Tommy and Ben looked at him with pure lust and Loren did his
slutty look, this was the one he'd picked up from Florian. He did
everything except bat his eyelids at my two new models.

'Hi guys,' he looked at me expectantly and I did the introduction, Tommy
looked like he was going to leap across and shag him on the spot but I
suppose being in company restrained him just a little. I told Loren what
was happening in the morning and that he was welcome to come with us as
camera assistant and to make up the numbers. he knew as well as I did that
on a venture like this I liked company and as Jo often said: Three's a bit
of a shambles but four is two pairs. Not quite out of the Penguin Book of
Quotations but I happened to agree. We all split around nine and the models
went on their way promising to pick us up at nine o'clock in the morning
for the session, Loren and myself were alone for the night.

'We sleeping here or going around home?' He looked at me and I knew what he
wanted. During the week we invariably stayed at home but over the weekend
we tended to camp out at the Studio in the upstairs flat. It was a bit
rough and ready but we had privacy, a bed and a small kitchen in order of
importance, we also kept spare clothing tucked away so as far as we were
concerned it was pretty much self contained. Mum and dad knew where we were
and had the phone number if they were worried.

'Walk around the pizza place and pick something up and doss down here,' I
suggested. Big Tommy had got me in the mood for more and with Florian away
Loren must have had the urge... well, he always had the urge but there you
go, that's my baby brother. In the end I walked down the road for the
pizzas and Loren decided to have a bath, he said he had some hot news for
me but he would tell me over the meal, typical Loren, that kid was a king
sized teaser.

I got back with the food and he was still in the bath so I decided to get
him out of it, I love baths, not that I'm into soapy water it's what the
soapy water might contain.

'Gawd,' his head turned as I entered without knocking noting that he hadn't
bothered locking the door. 'I was dropping off there, I've had a hard night
with the boys.'

'Yeah, I bet,' I perched on the side of the bath and ran my hand across his
soapy back and neck. 'What's this news?'

'Oh yeah,'he stood in a flurry of soapy water and faced me. He wasn't hard
but his string dick was at full stretch with it's glans peeping from it's
hoody. Naturally enough I grasped it softly and gently worked it to and
fro. 'Slut,' he remarked conversationally. 'Get lucky tonight?'

'Yeah, no big deal.'

He laughed. 'I hope you have nothing on for tomorrow night. One of the lads
fancies doing a bit of posing... for a bit of money of course.'

Really. Which one?'

'You might not know him, he joined about the same time as I did. Name's
Curt, it's short for Curtis. Bownish hair, perky up nose... always wears a
bead type necklace, good looking kid and a budding gay.' Loren rattled this
off like a trainee policeman.

'Budding gay? How do you work that one out brother dear?' I conttinued to
massage his willy which was thickening up and taking on a life of it's own.

'He keeps eyeing me up and he hangs about me all the time.'

'Well, I don't blame him, he doesn't have to be gay to find you a bit on
the funny side. He's probably got one of those schooly crushes, you are a
Patrol Leader now, a man of power.' I grinned letting go of his erection
which was now at full stretch and rinsed my hand. 'Come on, pizza's getting
cold.'

'You cow,' he groaned and flopped down into the water again to get rid of
the soap. 'He's just gone twelve by the way so we'll play it cool.'

'We will indeed,' I left him with that thought. What I intended doing was
taking some very straight pictures of the kid, if we got nudes well and
good but at the end I would leave him and Loren alone and Loren could do
what he liked. The kid was more likely to open up or have a play around
with someone he liked than with a complete stranger as I was. I was still
the Troop Leader but was spending less and less time at the Unit HQ... 'The
Hut' as it was called, probably traditional terminology. It was coming to a
crossroads for me, I had to either give it up or devote at least two or
three nights a week and the occasional weekend. It wasn't fair leaving the
Scout Master Bossman with all the work or denying any up and comer the
promotion. I'd have to give it some serious thought in the near future.

Loren eventually appeared and we ate and had a couple of cold and fizzies,
at the end I flashed up the computer and ran through the shots I'd taken
that evening of Tommy. Loren nearly wet his knickers when he saw the
youth's firm young cock and the mess of his cum.

'He's nice, looks a bit of a queenie.'

Hard to tell until he gets going with his pal,' I replied. 'Maybe AC/DC.'

'Gives and takes,' Loren provided quite seriously.

'Thank you, Sex Doctor,' I grinned. 'There's a film on TV and then I'm
going to bed. I'm not staying up all night tonight.'

'Yeah, right,' Loren grinned at me. 'We haven't shared a bed for over two
weeks.'

'Long overdue then, little lover.'

'True,' he sipped his drink and stretched out in an armchair. One problem
we had with this place that we didn't have a sofa in the top flat for
kissing and canoodling but then again we did have a nice big bed. 'Film any
good?'

'So, so,' I looked at him. 'Which one do you fancy?'

'Tommy or Ben you mean?'

'Natch.'

'Dunno, I suppose I'll get your leavings as per normal.'

'Don't be like that,' I laughed. Sod Tommy or Ben for that matter, I liked
younger meat and I was quite happy with my little Renzo himself and he knew
that. We settled back to watch the film for what it was worth and even for
starters it seemed to be rubbish, time would tell but we'd soon be in bed
anyway.

Sure enough twenty minutes into the film Loren was fidgeting around and
starting to huff and puff like a little kid trying to draw attention to
himself.

'Boring, boring,' he mumbled picking up some office paperwork and starting
to read it.

'Go to bed then.'

'You coming?'

'Probably will when I'm inside you, sunshine.'

'Fair enough,' he cackled and stood yawning and stretching, enough to
display his juvenile meat firm in the lightweight trousers he wore around
the flat. 'I'm going.'

'Right behind you buddy boy.'

Our sex had ceased to be any big deal, we'd done it so often now that we
were both more or less on auto pilot. We both enjoyed it and neigher of us
had anything to prove. Jesus, we were brothers and lovers, we knew each
other inside out although Loren could still pull a surprise stunt now and
then. I hadn't gotten over the famous 'two in one' episode in Lews where he
had moaned about a sore bum for a full week and then tried it out with me
and a dildo. Happy days... not.

I followed Loren into the makeshift bedroom we used when we stayed at the
Studio, Jo had phoned earlier by the way and wouldn't be returning until
Sunday or possibly Monday evening, apparently he'd hooked up with a new
model who he was trying out and we all knew what that meant. He hadn't
given a clue to age but I suspected late teens as that was his usual type,
probably nothing to get excited about.

The kid was in bed already sitting up barechested and I noted the thin
trousers on the chair, he was naked and doubtless ready for the off.

I'I think I'm in with this Curt kiddy.'

'Forget Curt, you're in with me now,' I peeled my shirt off and dropped my
trousers and briefs. My fully hard penis jerked up proud and strong, as
stiff as a flagpole just ready for a bit of Loren's sweet arse.

'Oooh...er,' he giggled and slid down the bed. 'Bad man.'

'Yeah,' I agreed folding back the bed exposing the side of his slender body
and then slipped in alongside. A moment later we were embracing in a tangle
of arms and legs, I felt his own erection mash up against mine as I clasped
him fiercely to me fondling his tight little white orbs and moving my
hardness against his.

'Nice,' he whispered and I felt his bottom twitch as he flexed and relaxed
on my fingers that had intruded into his crack. 'Jeez, I've missed this,'
he kissed me softly at first and then with greater urgency as I slipped my
tongue against his teeth and then into his hot mouth. 'Ooooh,' I felt him
guide my cock between his smooth thighs and clamp on it as I slowly moved
in and out my pubics pressing against his tight nuts. 'Woops... nearly
scored there,' he giggled as my now oozing glans slid under him and nearly
broached his pucker.

'Better luck next time,' I slid him around a bit and one of his slender
legs slipped up my side and I moved in tighter, this time I felt my knob
slip under his scrotum and he gasped as I pushed against his tight little
pucker entering his inner warmth. Not the best position in the world but
different.

'Aaaah,' he sighed and smiled at me as we moved more or less at right
angles and I started to slide in and out. He did a bit of maneuvering after
that and I finished up on his back and shortly after that and a bit more
maneuvering face to face which was my favourite position and his as
well. 'We got there in the end,' he grinned and hugged me tightly with his
legs pressing on my back.

I didn't answer, I just sealed my lips to his and my tongue made friends
with his as I slowly moved in and out corkscrewing and bottoming out time
after time. I knew how my Loren liked it and the self satisfied smile on
his face proved me right.

'You're the best,' he sighed as I plundered his tight little boy fanny
moving effortlessly in and out of his slick and clinging tunnel. I didn't
think Florian was man enough for him but then again it was none of my
business, Loren was growing up fast and he knew what he wanted.

'And so are you,' I moved in and out savouring his tighness, the ease of
movement and the warmth of his body against mine. I slowly fucked running
my hand up and over his slender body toying with his nipples and then down
onto his rigid cock giving that a couple of slow jerks and then back onto
his protuding nipples.

'Yeah... yeah. Harder, Anthony,' he pulled my hips dragging himself onto my
thrusts as I move faster and faster. 'Fuck me,' he grated clamping his legs
onto my now sweaty back. That was it, I started to slap in and out like a
pile driver in and out of his sweet boy pussy like a machine and his eyes
closed and his jaw dropped. He was gone and glancing down I could see the
trickle of his precum connecting his gently rounded belly to the tip of his
shiny glans. My kid brother was very seriously on heat and I was causing
it, I smiled as I worked my way to a climax.

'Yeah... Anthony,' he sighed as I rammed in deep and hard for the last time
and then pushed in harder as if to bury myself in his sweet body as I felt
the burning sear up my shaft and my hot jets of thick creamy spunk splash
and splatter into his writhing body. 'Yeah... nice,' he grinned up at me as
sweat dripped off my forehead and I lowered my lips to his. 'You're the
best, I love you Anthony.'

'Don't say that,' I stirred my penis in his flooded tunnel, in his warm all
encompassing flesh.  'We promised never to say that...'

'But we can think it,' he whispered and gazed at me sparkly eyed running
his hands up and down my sweaty torso. 'We can think it, bro.'

'Yeah, we can think it, my Renzo... lover.'

That was it, over for now, done and dusted as they say until the next
time. I had told him in one of our heart to hearts that we were lovers in
every sense of the word but we were both growing up, we were both sexually
active and had needs. Our little secret wasn't all that secret but I didn't
want too many people to know about us and... well, what the hell. We'd both
have boyfriends and we'd both be telling them that we loved them, we'd also
have these other people declaring their undying love to us. On a purely
selfish front we needed to keep how close our relationship was a secret
from all and sundry. Sad but true.

Keeping our feeling for one another secret involved deception but that's
how it had to be. In my heart I knew he would find a firm boyfriend other
than Florian and I didn't want it to turn into a crock of shit because of
his feelings for me or my feelings for him for that matter. It was
complicated and confusing, I just didn't want to see anyone's feelings get
hurt and I especially didn't want to see my brother get hurt, he had to
learn to think of me as an old family pet in a way. Something or someobody
who would always be there for him... anyway, enough angst, on with the
yarn.

'I'm so hard, I'm dribbling,' he whinged. Thank God for that, back to
normal. I laughed in relief and slipped from his tenderised pucker and
flopped on my back.

'Come on, butch,' I grasped his hardness and ran the foreskin up feeling it
slip quite easily over his weeping glans. 'Mr Active,' I whispered softly.

'Tart,' he giggled right back on form. He slipped onto my belly and yes, he
was getting bigger and heavier, I think my little Loren was into his growth
spurt. His dick was getting bigger as well I was bloody sure of it.

'Come on, we have an early start tomorrow,' I urged him on as he folded up
my undercarriage and positioned himself.

'Long and slow bit of loving,' he murmured. Yeah, right. Loren doing a
'long and slow', small chance and no chance.

I gasped as I felt him enter me on just his smear of precum and then my
arms encircled his upper body as he gently worked his way in letting me
feel every inch of his skinny dick as he fed me what I wanted... him.

'Yesssss,' he sighed with satisfaction as he worked his erection inside me
and started to slowly move savouring my body around him, my calves on his
back and my busy lips on his face and then on his mouth. 'We should be in
films,' he twittered on.

'We are you idiot,' I laughed as I felt him move faster, he wouldn't last,
he gets too excited.

'You're a good fuck for a wrinkly.' Another problem he has, he has to say
something he thinks is smart whilst joining.

'And you're a good fuck for a child,' I retorted and grasped his tight
little buns clawing at them with my fingers spreading his cheeks and
bonding him into myself. 'Yeah, go for it, Renzo.'

He just gasped and I felt his speed increase, he was digging hard and
digging deep, my hands ran up his sweating back and I hugged him as his
hips bobbed up and down. if we could lay like this forever I'd be happy but
life goes on, tomorrow was another day and all that crap.

'Yeah,' he groaned and then I felt him repeat my trick. Slide in deep and
hard and then that extra little shove moving me up the bed and then the
liquid explosion as his boyish juices squirted and splattered into my
body. It was done yet again and doubtless we'd be at it around dawn as well
but for now, it was over.

'Nice one,' he slipped free a few minutes later and slipped alongside me
cuddling and softly munching my shoulder. 'You're the best.'

'So are you, sweetheart,' I closed my eyes and turned away feeling him
spoon up and his limp spunk stained organ press against my bottom. As I've
already said, tomorrow was another day and a day of adventure at that but
tomorrow could wait.

Needless to say I was first up as always and I'd had my bath and made tea
and all the rest of it by the time a bleary eyes Loren wandered into the
small living room, unlike Jo's place the kitchen here was a mere alcove and
doing anything other than tea and toast was just not on. I suppose if the
place was devoted to full time living instead of a way station you could
have done alterations but that was all upto Jo.

The weather was good probably the tail end of summer and we had the cameras
and one webcam ready to go for nine when we expected the boys and their
transport. I was a bit worried as they both looked 'laddish' enough to like
a drink and spend the Friday night in a pub but they arrived just before
nine o'clock ready for the off. Whilst getting the stuff in the car Ben
informed me that they'e abstained the previous night so as to have stacks
of fuel as he put it. Once again Loren was the belle of the ball with his
sleeveless t-shirt and pale blue shorts, I couldn't help but notice that
Ben seemed quite taken which suited me fine... I thought Tommy was my dish
of the day and quite attractive as well.

The drive was straight out to the North and took less than an hour, we did
spend some time looking for 'their' place and eventually we drove into this
clearing complete with pond and half collapsed hut. Very picturesque and I
even did a few clicks to check out the camera and setup before the off.

'OK. What do you want us to do first?' Tommy was taking the lead and Ben
seemed happy with that.

'Well...' I plucked up my courage. 'Meet up, kiss and strip each other
off. A blows B and B blows A. Sixty nine if you're into it and some mutual
insertions. Cumshots would be much appreciated.' I paused and looked at
them. 'The point is that myself and Loren will both be using still cameras
so that every picture counts. If Tommy leads doing more or less what he did
last night we should be OK. All under your own steam but if I call out for
you to stop do that as we'll want to get in for some closeups.'

'Spoken like a true professional,' Ben laughed. 'More or less do our own
thing but make it good?'

'Exactly.'

'One question.' Ben spoke again looking directly at me. 'If we make good
time do we get to play with the photographer after the session?'

'Photographers that is,' Loren laughed.

'Sounds like a plan,' I agreed and away we went.

These two were tailor made for the job. As I've said Ben was slightly
taller but thinner than Tommy but from their various couplings and
contortions it was difficult to see who was the dominant one of the two,
they seemed to take turns... a bit like Loren and myself I suppose.

The started off approaching the site like hikers and then stripped each
other off. Both blew each other and then settled for a sixty niner, both
were good models and the thing went well. Tommy topped Ben first and I had
the funny feeling that he broke the cardinal rule and actually squirted
into his pal but never mind, this was a one off and we had to get the best
we could. The Ben topping Tommy was fine and Ben provided and excellent
finale by cuming all over Tommy's face and I mean lips and teeth all in
glorious closeup. One curiosity was that Ben was shaved off but that didn't
detract from the shoot if anything it gave a bit of variety against Tommy's
healthy pubic bush. At last we sprawled in the warm midday sun with both of
our stars declining washing off or splashing around in the rather overgrown
stream. I could see there point with that one, there could have been
trolls, gnomes or even orcs in that mess... better safe than sorry.

'Dead as a doornail up here,' Loren spoke quite happily. It had been a good
mission and he'd acquitted himself well.

This bit's private, it's a camping ground really but the season's just
finished,' Ben informed us. 'A couple of weeks earlier it would have been
full of your lot,' he looked at Loren. 'Scouts that is.'

'Nice,' Loren murmured but I noticed when he said it his eyes were fixed on
Tommy's bulk and the centre of that bulk especially. It was time for
someone to make a move.

'Wanna wander around, have a look at things,' Ben glanced at me grabbing
his jeans and rather obviously leaving his underpants sitting with the
other gear.

'Why not,' I winked at Loren and he grinned back. 'I hope my young brother
is going to be alright.'

'Yeah, I'll look after Loren,' Tommy stretched out his hand and Loren took
in and moved in closer. Yeah, they'd be OK.

Both shirtless Ben and I wandered around the hut and down another nearly
overgrown pathway which brought us out into the tiniest break in the
wildwood bordering the stream probably no more than twenty or thirty yards
from the others.

'Quiet here,' I whispered. Why do you always do that in the middle of
nowhere?

'Quiet enough,' Ben reached out and took my hand drawing me down onto the
mossy bank. 'Now photographer man...' his eyes gleamed as our faces drew
closer and his dry lips settled on mine.

'Yeah, nice,' I wriggled as he pressed me down and I felt his jean clad
groin press against mine and his smooth chest rubbed against me. I felt his
hands slip under me between me and the grass and grasp my buttocks, I could
see where he was going and he needed know I wasn't a little girl. I reached
out and grabbed his firm bottom clenching and grasping at the firm
flesh. 'Ooooh... ' We writhed and wriggled around in our little sanctuary
until I felt his hands at my waistband and my zip going down.

'Nice one,' I felt his warm hand grasp me through my briefs and my jeans
seemed to be travelling down my legs on their own, I returned the
compliment and did the same for him. Sooner rather than later our naked
bodies were moving aorund on the moss and I felt his reawakawened hardness
slip between my legs. It was a nice smooth movement as he still had lube on
from his earlier efforts and he quite happily dry fucked me between the
legs kissing and caressing all the time. I was getting as hard as a rock
and that was thinking about him doing me, this kid and he was only a kid of
eighteen was bigger than Jo and that made him (and his mate) six plus, I
was used to four and five inch noodles not the full adult version. Still,
nothing ventured nothing gained (I love all these old sayings).

'Got some lube,' I whispered as I felt him raise my legs and move in
closer.

'Yeah,' he reached out for his jeans and shook a small tube from the
pocket, it was a quicky fix of suntan lotion, not what you'd call super
lube but good enough. The next thing I felt was a dry finger probing at my
exposed pucker and I grabbed his wrist.

'Put something on it,' I croaked shamed at my need for his big cock and now
getting desperate to feel it in me.

'Don't panic, I don't want to hurt anyone,;' he spoke just as quietly and I
felt him press my knees back to my chest leaving me totally exposed and
vunerable. The sunlight was filtering through the overhanging canopies of
leaves and I closed my eyes as I felt his thighs press against my lower
body, he sighed as he lowered his midriff and slowly rubbed his big stiffy
against my smaller one and I whined, it was about to begin.

'Ouch,' I jumped as I felt one slippery finger push against my sphincter
and slip inside me exploring and probing and then his lips came down onto
mine and his finger slid into it's fullest extent lubricating and easing
that most important of muscles, it slowly withdrew and I gasped as it left
me. A further pressure and this time I really groaned out loud as I felt
two fingers penetrate me and start to move to and fro finger fucking me and
making me harder and harder. He was hitting and massaging my prostate at
every movement, he really knew what he was doing and I could steel feel his
steely hard warm cock slip against mine.

I opened my eyes to see him annointing his spike and the damn thing jutted
and twitched over my own fully hard penis as he wanked the oil into his
straining dick. I saw him push it down out of sight and then the slippery
mass probe at my pucker.

'Ben, Ben,' I started to tell him to take it easy but his lips crushed
against mine and I felt this mass push against me and my pucker spread and
stretch until I almost cried out and then his warmth and mass was in
me. The pain was almost unbearable for a moment but then my flesh
accomodated him and I clamped on his hot cock. He was moving already and
sinking deeper and deeper into me until I felt his bristly shaved area
press against my tautly spread cheeks.

'Yes,' he hissed and grabbing my hips started long slow movements plunging
in as deep as he could and then drawing it our until his glans almost
popped free, he'd then repeat the motion going faster all the time. 'You
are one good fuck,' he muttered which wasn't the mosty romantic thing to
say but I stared at his sweaty face and managed a grin.

'That's bigger than my boyfriends,' I giggled.

'Six and a half,' he told me quite proudly and then started to move faster,
I just clamped my legs on his back and suffered in silence. This was a
whole new experience for me, he was like that television advertisement
'reaching the parts that others don't' or something like that. My tight
little arse was having a workout and getting a stretching that was a hell
of a buzz. I was enjoying his fat and slippery cock inside me and it was
going to end all too soon. I didn't expect him to cum to much as he'd spilt
a goodly cum all over his pal's face but I was to be surprised and shocked
again.

He was now pounding away well shaking and jolting my body as he rammed and
thrust into my oozing bum, I could feel the liquified sun tan lotion
running down onto my tailbone when he gave a groan and in a couple of quick
flurries shot his bolt.

Jeez, he cum like a tap. Blast after blast of slippery, sticky youthful
spunk shot into my arse, lubricated his thick cock and trickled from my
hole to join the mess of the lotion and still he kept going until he
finally stopped rammed deeply in me and kissing like a demented Casanova.

'Jeez... that was nice, Ant.'

I hate being called Ant but I stood for it, I was bashed, battered, sweaty
and cum stained and truly satisfied. I grinned up at him and grabbed his
sweaty neck dragging his face down for a gum numbing kiss. His spent cum
and lotion spilled from me in mess as he withdrew and we lay together sated
in the dappled sunlight of the small clearing.

'Your turn,' he looked at me with a lazy grin.

'I'm shagged,' I gasped really for once in my life feeling totally
exhausted. I could no more fuck than jump over the moon, the problem was
that my own hardness was aching and tingling laying stuck to my belly with
attendant trickled of precum, all slippery and disgusting. However, it
didn't put Ben off. He propped himself up on one elbow slipped a finger
under my rigid flesh and raised it. With an evil grin he slipped his mouth
over the end and his head started to bob up and down as he jiggled my
balls.

It didn't take too long, I thrashed around fucking up into his mouth and in
a matter of minutes offloaded a massive cum into his slurping and sucking,
he kept his grin going as he gulped and as the residue oozed from betwen
his lips and he licked then lavisciously with his tongue. 'Yummy boy
juice,' his only comment as he licked and washed me clean like a big
cat. 'Wanna go back ?'

'Give it a few minutes,' I kissed him again and felt the slippery taste of
my spunk of his lips. 'Dirty boy.'

'I know,' he gave a childish giggle.

We lay for about ten minutes and wearily got to our feet, no more kissing,
no more affection, we'd done sex... we'd done what we wanted to do and it
was over. I wondered how my kid brother was doing but I wasn't really
worried, Loren would come through with flying colours he always does. He's
only thirteen but he's forecast to be one of life's survivors. Little prick
would probably last longer than I would.

We returned to the hut and the other clearing to find Loren plugging
Tommy's bottom and discreetly lurked in the shrubbery until they had
finished and were laying there in post coital bliss which is a good phrase
for an after shag snooze.

'All done?' Ben asked cheerfully as we emerged from the greenery. 'I want
to get back to town, got things to do.'

He got a synchoronised nod from the three of us, business was concluded
when I gave them their little brown envelopes. I did wonder whether to
charge them for the sex but I suppose that would be taking the business
ethic a bit to far, anyway, they might want to charge us for the
transport. I was in need of a little cuddle with my brother, a bit of the
forbidden fruit, anyway, business still called I seemed to remember we had
a little Boy Scout calling this evening and I was expecting a call from Jo.

'Let's go,' Tommy ruffled Loren's already scruffy hair and smiled at
me. Well, some slight affection was better than sod all I suppose.

They dropped us off at the Studio and I didn't invite them in, I also
didn't offer any further work that was for Jo to decide not I. We finally
tottered up the stairs and as usual Loren flopped into a chair whist I
raided the fridge, we were back to normal and still had an afternoon to
waste although I wasn't quite sure what time this kid, Curt, was due.

'Well, we polished that off pretty quick, it's only one o'clock now,' I
handed him a can of cold drink and snapped my own sitting opposite
him. 'What time's this kid due?'

'Four,' Loren frowned. 'I could phone him and try and get him around
earlier.'

'Why not, do the biz and have the night free.'

'Rightho Bossboy,' he plonked his can on the floor and ran down to the
phone. That was another thing we had to get organised, an extension
upstairs. Mind you, Jo was on about getting the builders in and gutting the
top half of the place and making a proper flat so all that would be part
and parcel I suppose.

Loren was back up five minutes later with his happy face on. 'He's on his
way but he'd babysitting his kid brother so we need to play this super
cool.'

'Jeez, how old's his brother if he's only twelve or whatever?'

'Ten and a bit but very worldly wise he says.'

'Whatever that means,' I laughed. 'As you say, super cool. We'll go for
panty shots and if he shows any promise we'll have to line him up for
another time without the kid.'

'Fine,' Loren grinned. 'Where we doing the shoot?'

'Half in the Studio and half on the bed... we don't want him or his brother
getting naughty thoughts.'

'Much,' he laughed.

I got Loren to have a very quick bath just on the offchance of a few duos
and got the cameras sorted out. I wasn't intending spending much time on
this kid and was lucky enough to find a couple of tenners squirreled away
in Jo's emergency cache, that would get us out of trouble. Half an hour and
just in time we were ready, willing and able when the bell rang, Loren went
down to Reception and I followed.

Talk about shocked and horrified. When he opened the door and ushered in
his pal Curt followed by this angelic kid I nearly fainted. Curt looked
barely twelve and the supposed ten year old looked like an eight year old,
I nearly did a quick backpedal and cancelled the shoot there and then. I
know Jo wanted to build a kid's branch or department if you like but there
are kids and kids but these looked like a pair of infants.

I honestly didn't know what to do, the older one, Curt, was nice, in fact,
he was bloody tasty and in a different time and place I might have gone for
him big time but... his kid brother? The kid was beautiful as boys that age
are, Long and I mean really long curly blonde hair, fresh complexioned with
eyes and lips to die for and he had that expression. What Loren would call
a slut's look but this kid was ten for Christ's sake.

'OK, Curt,' I decided to go straight for the jugular and see what developed
and I was looking to Loren for help here. 'Sit down. The first thing I have
to ask is how long have you got here as this takes a bit of time.'

'I don't mind,' he smiled politely if a little nervously. 'I have to have
Kim home for eight at the latest.'

'Fair enough,' I glanced at my watch. It was two o'clock, we had all the
time in the world. 'Loren has explained what we do here?'

'Yeah, sorta boy pinups.'

'Yes,' I looked at him. 'Pinups as you say also naturalist but probably not
today as you...' I jerked my head in Kim's direction who was watching Loren
who had decided to crawl around on the floor looking for a pen.

'Naturalist,' Curt smiled seemingly unconcerned. 'You mean nudes, naked
stuff?'

'Yeah, I do.'

'Kim doesn't have to watch,' he said quietly. 'Mind you he's seen me in the
raw and I've seen him, we share a room.'

'Fair enough. We can do the panties stuff first and see how we get on.'

'I've only got my y-fronts.'

'Don't worry,' I laughed. 'We have a selection, Loren will sort you
out. Knowing Loren he'd probably want to help you.'

'Yeah, I'll bet,' he retorted dryly and grinned as Loren finally found his
pen. He then looked me straight in the eyes and gave a rather becoming
blush. 'I don't mind.'

'Maybe do a few doubles then, you and Loren together.' I risked that one, I
just threw it in. I didn't know what Loren had told him but I had to
progress the business aspect and Loren for better or worse was the Studio
Star.

'I don't mind,' he said again although the blush was fading. I explained
the money to him and he seemed happy enough, needless to say I didn't drop
any heavy handed hints about 'further work' and all the nudge, nudge, wink,
wink, caper. I'd leave that to Loren, he was pretty good at sly innuendo.

'OK chaps, shall we go upstairs?' That was it, we all trooped upto what
Loren and I were beginning to call the posh Studio. Loren brought up the
rear and if I knew my little darling his hooter was probably half way up
young Kim's crack.

The one thing we hadn't got in this place was a changing room although Jo
had rigged up a curtain across an alcove and a chair so if the current
model was shy he had a bit of privacy. Loren settled the kid down in a
front row seat and got into a huddle with Curt. It's funny taking
photographs or even being a student photographer, you tend to notice
things. One of the things that was very evident that young Kim's eyes
didn't leave Loren, his little head swivelled around like a gun turret
following my Loren's actions and movement... it may have been crush time.

Curt finally emerged from behind the screen clad in his first pair of
briefs. Pretty as a picture as well. He didn't show too much at the front
but he was very photogenic and would have the punters all adribble. Slender
and smooth and after a few minutes he cracked a smile, we were on our
way. Loren, as usual dished out advice and the smaller boy watched
everything with his eyes out like organ stops.

'Try and look sultry,' I asked Curt. 'Look like you've just had it or you
want it.'

'What?' Well, as it says in the good Book, some fell on stony ground.

'Sex,' he means. Kim piped up which gave Loren a laugh anyway but to my
surprise Curt gave me a long smouldering look and I nearly creamed my
jeans. Gawd, he was beautiful when he tried. My evil little mind was going
like clockwork with the main thrust on how the hell I was going to get into
a bed with him, bugger it, he was probably around the same age as Leo and
Florian although not as well developed from what I could see of his mini
bulge. Mind you (I keep hedging my bets here), he was taller than both and
when he did the flexing bit he was quite well muscled, he had a budding six
pack, strong forearms and a gently rounded belly... all a bit like Loren
had been six months previously.

'Change knickers, let's have a different colour.'

'Right,' Loren escorted Curt to the alcove and they both disappeared behind
the curtain.

'I expect Lorenzy has to help him,' Kim remarked dryly and far too smartly
for a kid his age.

'Lorenzy', where the hell had that come from.

'Shurrup, twerp.' That was Curt who emerged a minute later in a basic white
pair of briefs, this time his little package was showing signs of
enlargement, Loren must be at work. Well, 'Lorenzy' had a big grin on his
face so he was getting something if only a flash of the privates. I'd
decided to press on with the nudes anyway, the day was young and we had
nothing else to do.

'Let's have some bottom shots, clenched cheeks sorta thing,' I called over
to my poser and technical assistant. At this Loren started to laugh, Kim
giggle and Carl went bright red. He hurriedly turned his back on me and
presented his fine high riding bottom. Shit, I could feel myself rising to
the occasion and Kim was watching me like a baby hawk. Too much.

'OK.' I relented. 'Try some draped over the chaise lounge and then we'll
have a break,,, we can go onto posed nudes and then some bedroom ones but
only if you feel happy.'

'He'd be happy,' Kim provided sarcastically. This kid was over the top and
I wondered how long it would be before the brothers went to war.

'Kim's jealous,' Loren laughed.

'Am not,' Kim came back.

'Are,' his brother sneered.

'OK, OK,' I held my hand up. 'Let's get on with it and we can have a
break.'

We did the 'boy draped over furniture' poses and they seemed OK, Curt was
finding his feet and even Kim had shut up at last. To finish up I did a
couple of Loren down to his underwear alongside Kurt and Kim's eyes were
dangling down onto his cheeks again. My Loren was showing signs of extended
penis, that boy had absolutely no control over his organ. If not fully hard
he was on his way and the other two couldn't help but notice. I just
grinned, sweet revenge but not even that could embarass Loren or should I
say Lorenzy... I had to remember that one. When Kim said something Loren
grabbed his groin and waggled his tumescence in the kid's direction giving
Kim a fit of the giggles. We had to stop and feed him Coke to bring him
back to his senses. I think when Loren patted his head and actually stroked
his hair poor little Kim nearly expired. I draped a bathrobe around Curt
and sat him down.

'How do you feel, Curt?'

'Fine,' he smiled. 'A bit nervous about the other stuff.'

'We'll do it in the bedroom which is a bit cosier. Loren can do some as
well if that makes you feel any better.'

'Cheers,' he smiled at me, a sweet smile I should add. 'Has Loren asked you
about next weekend yet?'

'No,' I looked from him to Loren but Loren was busy feeding Kim Coke and
they looked like they were about to mate. I was beginning to get annoyed,
it seemed everyone had their own agenda here except me, even Kim was
playing, this kid was not such an innocent ten year old and I wasn't too
sure about his brother either.

'What gives, Loren?' I sat alongside Curt, I very nearly wrapped my arm
around his strong shoulders but held back, this was going to be a big kid
when he hit his growth spurt by the way, dunno about the noodle though.

'Ah, yes,' Loren looked at me and the other two, he sat upright in his
chair and took on his Patrol Leader mode which is the position he'd crawled
and grovelled to in the Sprouts. 'We had eight for an Autumn Camp next
weekend and it's fallen to bits as Browny has dropped out.'

'And?'

''We need a Senior to come with us and take charge,' Loren said. 'We have
to have a sixteen year old to take charge of us moppets.'

'I'm not sixteen, dumbo. I'm nearly sixteen.'

'That's alright, you're a Troop Leader,' he whined. 'We've got it all
fixed; Willy Seymour, Dave Green, Dave Moore and Jim Phelps in one tent,'
he paused and gave me a little grin. 'Browny or his stand in, Curt, Shrimp
here and me in the other.'

'Kim's not in the Scouts,' I looked at the boy who grinned back totally
unconcerned.

'He's in the Cubs, the juniors,' Loren looked at me and
frowned. 'Everyone's got letters from their parents, we just need a
Leader... could be fun. Don't be a grouch.' All this came out at speed like
he'd been storing it up.

'I'll have to think about it, I dunno if Jo's got anything lined up for
me.'

'Jeez,' Loren puffed in exasperation. 'You've made him his money this week
for Christ's sake... I'll do some nudies with Curt as well.'

An offer I couldn't refuse. In fact, the thought of spending a weekend in a
tent had it's pros and cons. The obvious pro was what could happen with
this mass of boyflesh under one canvas, then again Kim's age was a factor
and having to look after the other foursome.

'Come on, it'll be fun,' Curt touched my leg and gave me one of those
looks, you know, the ones he'd been practicing, the sultry looks. This kid
was game, it stuck out like a sore thumb and either Loren or myself was his
target, maybe both of us.

'OK, I'll check it out with Jo, if he's got anything fixed it'll have to
keep.'

'Sorted,' Kim crowed.

Jeez, what had I let myself in for. Autumn Camps were supposed to be for
the older and tougher boys, the fifteens, sixteens and maybe the
seventeens, the unfortunately named Queen Scouts. The idea was for a
tougher style of camping, the weather was on the change and althought the
facility still had it's staff it was run down to a couple of guys. Of
course it was also used as a catch up period so that any keen campers who
had missed out in the summer could get a week or a weekend in before the
site went into mothballs for the winter.

'Let's hope the weather holds,' I said trying not to sound too gloomy.

'Yeah, it will,' Loren sounded confident. 'We have to be around The Hut at
eight on Saturday to load up the lorry and Green's dad reckons he'll have
us there for dinner time.'

'I hope he means lunch time,' Kim giggled. Don't you just love smart
kids. The place we used was at Chalfont St. Gile's, it had belonged to the
Boy Scout's Organisation for yonks and had everything a rancid Sprout would
want. Hikes, ponds, death traps and more creepy crawlies than your average
Amazonian rain forest... great fun. I liked the naked bathing bit which was
still condoned if a little frowned upon, rubbing down the little ones with
damp towels was a bit of a bummer, you normally had to cuddle them dry but
I'm drifting away from my story.

'OK, we're on, I'll give Mr Green a ring and pop around and see him in the
week.'

'Excellent,' Loren's voice oozed satisfaction.

'Drink up, let's hit the bedroom.'

'Yeah,' Kim did his football supporter bit again and punched the air. I'm
sure he thought all this was a show put on specially for his
benefit. Fortunately we'd changed the bed and fumigated the room so it
smelt half way normal although I noticed the brothers wrinkled their noses
and took a sniff. I could still smell boy sex on the air but I don't know
what they made of it.

'Just some casual poses... nothing naughty.' That brought another bout of
giggles from our resident half wit who was looking more desirable by the
minute, he shuffled across to me presumably to see what I was seeing as I
snapped. 'Couple of bent arms, muscle stuff,' I prompted.

'Then willy waggling,' Kim screamed and dissolved into laughter. That was
too much, I grabbed hold of him and sat down with him across my lap.

Thwack, thwack. Two sharp slaps on his jiggly bottom and I had to let go. I
could feel my penis filling out and in a minute he'd feel in sticking into
his belly. I gave him one for luck as he screamed and smiled across at
Loren who was sitting on the bed with his mate. I could feel Kim's little
dinky pressing against my leg, the brat had a hardon. I let him go and he
stuck his tongue out at me and flopped into the other chair.

'Didn't hurt,' he declared red faced but I noticed his hands were clasped
on his groin, he didn't want to advertise his arousal.

'Can we continue?' Loren asked solemnly.

'If you both peel you knickers off slowly I'll take a couple and then just
sit up naked. I'll take a couple more of you as a pair and then some of
Curt by himself.'

'OK,' they chorused and with Kim oggling after working his way back
alongside again me away we went.

I knew Loren was half hard and it was a miracle he managed not to spring a
full scale stiffy but the kicker was that so was Curt. His wasn't as big or
as hard as Loren's but not far off it and unlike Loren he was
embarassed. However, he hid it well and we got through the routine until it
was time for Loren to split. It was about time for Loren to make a move and
I wondered what it was going to be, he wasn't very original but he was
reliable I'll say that for him.

'Right,' he stood by the side of the bed with his pale skinned cock at full
stretch although not hard enough to stick out, I ignored him and acted as
if it was the most natural thing in the world. 'I'm gonna have a bath.'

'Go on then,' I fiddled with the camera fully aware that he'd had a bath
before the boys arrived barely an hour previously. 'Wanna scrub my back,
Kim?'

This was it, I continued to play with the camera. This was shit or bust
time (charming old English expression there chaps).

'Go on, you know you want to,' Curt spoke to his brother rather bitchily I
thought.

'Yeah, why not?' Kirk declared defiantly and marched out after Loren's
sweet bottom giving his brother the finger on the way. All very odd.

'OK, back to business, Curt,' I sat on the edge of the bed and took a
couple of nice facials and a couple of closeups of his penis which I swear
was growing.

'Phew,' Curt smiled slightly. 'My brother's a bit of a pain.'

'No probs... just relax. 'Think sex.'

'I can't do that, I'll get a hardon.' It was too late for that, his glans
was slipping free of his foreskin even as I watched. greatly daring I took
hold of it's warm semi stiffness and lay it on his thigh pointing towards
his hip, I heard his sharp intake of breath but ignored him. It was well
and truly hardening and I wondered how long Loren could keep the kid in the
bathroom without getting carried away.

'Roll over then, let's have some bum shots.'

'OK,' he bellied down on the bed exposing his fine boyish bottom. As sure
as God made little garden gnomes I was going to have that pale skinned,
beautifully rounded pair of boy buns in my grasp over this coming weekend.

'Beautiful,' I whispered stroking the back of my hand across the smooth
skin feeling my own skin barely brush his trembling flesh.

'Don't,' he whined.

'Relax,' I soothed him and dropping my head lightly kissed one orb and then
the other.

'Anthony,' he moaned. 'Stop it, someone will come in.'

'Not for ten minutes or so,' I chuckled and really going for broke ran the
tip of my tongue from the bottom to the top of his tightly clamped cleft.

'Do this over the weekend and I might get carried away,' he muttered and
wiggled his bottom.

'Good,' I planted a final kiss and sat up. 'Roll over.'

'This is a bit embarasssing,' he muttered staying firmly face in pillow.

'Roll over,' I repeated. 'Let's get it done and get some clothes on you
before the children get back.'

'Kim isn't that much of a kid,' he said as he rolled over red faced to
expose his fully erect penis jutting up on his tautly stretched
belly. Without getting technical and into dimensions if was quite sturdy
and stiff, it's dark pink and blood gorged glans now fully swollen and his
shaft around four inches and solid. Certainly nothing to be ashamed about
for a boy of his size and build. It also worked (dribble) I could see the
head shiny with a tiny bead of juice at his pee slit. This kid was a goer
and I was as hard as a bloody rock. I took a couple or three swift pictures
and then placed the camera on the floor.

'Is that it,' he looked at me still flushed pink but now more at ease.

'Yeah,' I grinned and promptly ducked my head taking his jerking organ into
my mouth. Bliss, I tasted his slightly salty but still bland juice as I
sucked and lapped at his white shaft. 'That's it,' I stood up displaying my
own erection within my trousers. 'Better get dressed.'

'Aaaaw,' he moaned but reached out for his briefs. Common sense was
prevailing more was the pity, I could have gone the full course, I had the
urge and so did he but we had the other two to worry about. He didn't put
his trousers on but sat on the bed looking at me with a calculating look on
his face.

'Do you and Loren... er, you know.' He make a wanking motion with his right
hand.

Now and then,' I flopped onto the bed alongside him but kept my hands to
myself.

'Kim and I play around,' he glanced sideways at me.

'He's a bit little, isn't he.'

'Very advanced for his age. He did his first little cum a couple of weeks
back and hasn't stopped jerking it since,' he laughed. 'He likes you and
Loren.'

'Well, we like you two,' I grinned and clasped his bare thigh. 'Should be a
good weekend under canvas.'

'Sharing sleeping bags,' he chuckled. Jeez, this kid was in front of me. I
was so tempted to go into full snog mode but I daren't with Loren and Kim
hovering and liable to return at any moment. 'Whatch doing Wednesday?' His
voice had almost dropped to a whisper.

'Not a lot. One of Loren's nights at the Scouts, I suppose I'll be doing
some work in here.'

'Will your Boss be here?'

'I can make sure he isn't,' I looked at him and moved my hand up feeling
his bulk within his briefs. 'Say the word, Curt.'

'I'll come around about seven.'

'If you do, I might get carried away and really use and abuse you.' I
turned his head to face me and kissed him lightly on the lips. 'Make mad
and passionate love.'

'All the way?' His voice broke.'

'Exactly,' I kissed him again and sprang off the bed as I heard the
bathroom door creak and the sound of giggling, the Muppets were back in
force.

'He's so dirty,' Kim came in red faced and squealing like a little piglet,
he was soaked, it looked liked they'd shared the bath but that Loren had
taken his clothes off, not so the little one.

'Shouldn't be, he's just had a bath,' I observed.

'No, dirty as in dirty,' Kim cackled and hopped on the bed alongside his
brother. 'You finished. Curtis?'

'Just about,' Curt smiled and put his arm around his brother's damp
shoulders. 'You should get some gear off before you catch a cold.'

'Should have done that in the bath,' Loren laughed and sat on the bed, I
was left standing like a spare prick at a wedding so I joined them making
sure I was sitting on Curt's side.

'Yeah, well I would if you weren't waving that thing around.'

'Couldn't help it,' Loren looked at the boy and gave him one of his sexy
smiles and when Loren turns the charm on lesser mortals fry. 'Beautiful
boy.'

God it was so sickening it was almost cringemaking, Kim actually
glowed. The look he gave Loren could only be called adoration, my kid
brother had another groupie to add to his collection and this one was a
bloody baby. Having said that I wouldn't have minded shagging the kid,
how's about that for pervy, a brotherly foursome.

Kim peeled his t-shirt off displaying his torso with his coral pink nipples
at full perk and the traces of baby fat, he was going to be another well
built young man like his brother. He flopped back onto the bed resting his
head on his brother's legs.

'Gerroff,' Curt growled and shuffled my way, of course, I put my arm around
him. Why not, the little ones had been upto something and we were all pals
after all. He didn't pull away either, he snuggled in, perhaps the barriers
were coming down. Of course Loren seeing this had to go one step further,
he bent over Kim and planted a soggy kiss on the boys navel.

Kim wriggled and laughed. 'Lower, lower.' Even Loren did a bit of a cherry,
I'd love to have known what they got upto in the bathroom.  'Come on,
Lorenzy,' Kim wheedled.

'Not in front of an audience,' Loren glanced at Curt and myself but just to
put things into perspective I gave Curt a peck on the cheek and then turned
his head to face me. He just went limp and his lips met mine softly and
then more forcefully as I clasped the back of his neck and held him to me.

Kim watched all this open mouthed and then smiled at Loren. 'Come on,
they're happy bunnies.'

Loren didn't hang about any longer he tugged the boy's waistband down and
as the kid's two inch spike popped free sank his mouth over the glistening
end. No more pretence, no more play acting, we were in the next best thing
for a sex fest. I wasn't rushing or giving too much away to the children, I
had Curt lined up for Wednesday and I was looking for something a bit
better than slap and tickle. Curt and I slid across the bed a bit giving
the other two a bit of room and continued to kiss, it was getting better as
Curt relaxed and ignored the pair doing what they were doing.

I would have quite happily blown Curt but I didn't think he was quite ready
to come out, at least not with an audience.

'Wednesday night,' I whispered the promise.

'Oh, my Gawd,' his body trembled as he reached out to my crotch and grasped
my erection through my trousers. 'It's so big.'

'All yours.'

'Bighead,' he giggled and submitted to another kiss groping and fondling
all the time as his brother lay there as stiff as a peg with my brother
sucking him like a lollipop.

We didn't get carried away but watched with interest as Loren did his work
and finally Kim thrashed around and yelped and finally flopped. Loren
grinned and as if performing a demostration squeezed Kim's still stiff
little noodle and extracted a weak slightly milky trickle of cum from the
boy's inflamed glans.

'Took his time but he got there,' Loren declared proudly and bent over to
kiss his little chum.

'Yeuchy,' Kim struggled and broke free. 'Let's go home, I'm starving,' he
gave Curt a waiflike look like a character from Oliver Twist. He'd make a
fine little actor one day. I gave Curt a final peck and also got from the
bed. Time flies when you're having fun and it was getting late, time to
split and as far as I and Loren were concerned time to relax and take
stock. God knows where Jo had disappeared to, we needed to get hold of him
to find out what was what and more importantly to tell him we would be
missing for the following weekend. It was still Half Term holiday and
Florian was due back in the week and I don't suppose he'd be too happy at
Loren taking a weekend away as soon as he got back but that's life.

I paid Curt up who was delighted and even bunged the kid a couple of quid
just to keep him sweet and away they went. I had told Curt before he left
that I'd make every effort to keep Loren out of it on Wednesday but he told
me not to worry, he'd have a word as well... so much for secrecy. Loren and
I went around home for supper and told the parents that we would be
sleeping rough at the Studio but they didn't seem too fussed, they knew
where to find us and it wasn't unusual for us to take nights out, in fact,
we were becomig quite independant now, almost like lodgers.

The week worked around and I was at home with Loren as he prepared himself
for his routine meeting. With his crossover duties he did two nights a week
and Wednesday was with his regular Patrol, all kids of his age. We had
visited or phoned around the boys for the weekend and firmed everything
up. One was waffling on about whether or not he could make it but Loren had
a bright idea, he would substitute Florian at the last moment if needs be,
the downside was that Florian would have to rough it with three complete
strangers but we chatted about it and this little mob who I only vaguely
knew had a thing going on I was sure of it.

I chatted about it to Loren and we decided that they may even have their
own little sex Club going, or, at least a bit of mutual masturbation,
Florian would survive, worstways he could always scrunge in with us. As the
saying goes, the other little crew were as thick as thieves, I fancy
Florian would be like offering them a bonus as the one dropping out of the
original foursome was the dog of the four as I recall. Anyway, we went
around The Hut as they called our Troops HQ and sorted out the tents and
gear we needed. I also made contact with the driver and assured him that
everyone was geared up for an eight o'clock meet and we left at eight
thirty come what may. The driver by the way was the father of Dave Green
one of the boys and would drop us off exactly where we needed to be as he'd
done the trip before, he'd also collect us on the Sunday evening around
six. By the time we got the gear back to The Hut and wended our weary way
home it would be time for a bath and bed.

A slight spanner got thrown in the works Wednesday morning when I got the
message that we could take possession of the site Friday evening if it
could be organised. I then phoned Mr Green and he was willing enough so I
had then to phone around and reset the time for Friday evening which gave
us an extra night at least. To say I was mentally and physically exhausted
by Wednesday would be an understatement. Jo had finally surfaced on the
Monday and was quite pleased with the way things had gone, he also paid
myself and Loren a nice chunk, nice enough to take us over the expense of
the weekend and beyond. He was over the moon with the two older boys and
very excited with Curt. I had managed a few stiffies in my photoshoot and I
think Jo was thinking Loren and Curt doing the dirty but I had other
ideas. Loren could do what he wanted after Wednesday night but I got to
sample the goodies first. I was pretty certain that Loren had the long
haired blonde Kim in his sights, bloody minor pedo that brother of
mine. Mind you he did have good taste, well he fancied me so he must have.

I told Jo I had an assignation on the Wednesday evening and he promised to
keep clear, I got the same promise from Loren who as expected had been
tipped off by Curt so my evening of slap and tickle, or sodomy and
debauchery was all set and ready to roll.

I'd seem Lorenzo off to his meeting and Jo had left early, he had plans for
refitting the flat and I mean the paper ones. He was going over to
Wimbledon to study them supposedly. I reckon he had a local boy on tap and
was keeping him secret but I didn't care, I had my little scene going and I
think I was making a good impression with what I was achieving at the
Studio. If you can't keep in the govenor's bed keep in his good books and
the best way to do that was to generate money and I was doing that.

I had the scene set, I had some cheepo alchopops in he fridge, fresh
bedding fitted and the trusty KY was under the pillow. Seven o'clock came
and went and there was no sign of Curt. at seven fifteen the phone rang.



							THE END
							for now



A good time to break I think. Ch 12 - Camping with the kids.  My Broadband
saga has turned into a disaster. AOL and BT between them are bad news, I'm
still on 'dial up'.

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