Date: Thu, 27 Jul 2006 16:15:22 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: JO'S BOYS - 2

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


 2 - Florian's Story


by


by G. Cutter



It was still dark when I woke up and I was feeling so squishy around the
backdoor as you can understand. I lay in bed with Jo breathing regularly
alongside me and snuggled into his warmth. He was right, this pad was so
big and in the mornings it was bloody cold. I clenched my cheeks and
thought about a rush to the bathroom. I felt like I had a dose of the Delhi
Trots, I never knew getting fucked had that effect on a person. Mind you Jo
the man had cum like a donkey... I think he was in love but I shouldn't
joke about it. I know men aren't supposed to fall in love with boys but he
wasn't like a man, he was like an overgrown schoolkid and I liked him for
it. A laugh one moment but deadly serious the next, not a guy to fuck
around.

Another thing I knew. Other photographers, even the straight ones had
fancied me and so did he and he fancied me a lot. The difference was this
was the first guy where I'd felt safe and felt wanted as in needed that
is. His fucking, or his lovemaking proved that. I think he may have loved
me but he didn't want to admit it, a bit like me I suppose. I thought
'going rent' was going to be dirty and disgusting but not at all. After a
bit of pain I enjoyed it, now is that sad and homo or homo and sad. I
actually enjoyed a young man's cock up my arse. Guess that makes me as bent
as a corkscrew. Of course he did offer himself to me and that's a thing to
bear in mind, it might even cancel out the bentness or does that make it
worse. Confusion reigns. I dunno, sod it.

I suppose I must have lay there for a good half hour and would have gone
back to sleep apart from the squish factor, it was as black as a coal house
so God knows what time it was and in the end I slipped from the bed and ran
like the clappers hoping I didn't drop a load on the way.

I nearly stayed in the bathroom it was so nice, warm and comfortable once
I'd offloaded Jo's offerings. I decided to have a half a bath, that was the
bottom half only by the way, I wasn't a masochist. My bum was a bit sore
but fair enough, I wasn't in the habit of taking seven inches of manmeat up
my jacksie every day of the week. I suppose I'd better get used to it as
I'd got away with inviting myself over for the rest of the holidays and
thank God for that. A break from the Mum from Hell and her drunken
boyfriends would be relief at least and not to forget we were collecting
the sweet Lorenzo at nine or thereabouts.

Problems there. I tried to get my mind in order as squeaky clean I perched
on the toilet having deep thoughts. I thought I may be falling for Loren,
may even be a trace of love there, Jo was different, I just fancied him. Jo
wanted Loren and I to go the whole hog and I knew now that I liked it and
that I could handle it as Loren would obviously be smaller in the dick
department so why not enjoy it. I liked Loren, ol' funny face. We'd had a
bit of a guarded chat as schoolies do and I could see he was madly in love
or lust with Jo himself but Jo was too thick to see it. I could also see
that Loren fancied me just as much as I fancied him the thing is there was
something deeper with Loren, I had a super crush and this after barely more
than a day. He was gorgeous in his baggy jeans and scruffy trainers, he was
beautiful in his briefs, God, his skinny white legs nearly brought me onto
a climax. The coming sleepover should be fun... we could practice our porn,
sorta homework.

Eventally I plucked up courage and made a dash back to the bedroom. It was
beginning to get light and a quick look at the clock told me it was five
thirty, goody gumdrops, gotta be another couple of hours in the sex pit
with Noddy who was still in his own little Sleepsville. I pressed against
him getting warm and he stirred but didn't wake , a crafty feel and I must
have grinned like an idiot. He was hard again and it was like a flesh
covered iron bar... and it was mine. I felt my own junior version harden up
in sympathy as I pressed closer willing him to wake but not wanting to
upset him, he might not be a morning person although he had come up trumps
the previous day.

'You're cold,' he whispered giving me a heart attack and turned towards me
taking me in his strong arms and I did my little girly sigh of
satisfaction. This was the life.

'Mmmm,' I snuggled in slowly working his hardness to and fro running his
loose skin over his knob and feeling myself getting harder all the time. 'I
didn't know you were awake.'

'Yeah, I am,' he stated the obvious and turned away presenting his warm
back to me, needless to say I scooted in even closer allowing my stiffness
to press against his legs, like a gentleman he parted them slightly
allowing me to slip between them and at this he clamped them shut and I was
trapped between his warm thighs and I was dry humping as he called it
later.

'Cor, I like this,' I kissed his smooth shoulders and felt the slight
pressure as he pushed back onto me.

'So do I,' he chuckled. 'You're a sex maniac,' he added conversationally.

'Cheers, big ears,' I cackled and started to move faster. I could feel the
stirrings of my heat down below and the mood was on me, perhaps I was a sex
maniac but it felt good. 'Did you mean what you said last night, Joey?'

'What did I say last night?' He laughed and suddenly rolled over to face
me, without a word he grabbed my erection and placed it between his legs
again and we bonded with his hot maleness between our bellies. 'What did I
say?' He kissed me lightly on the lips. 'Jeez, you smell like a ferret.'

'Sorry. You said that if I wanted I could play the top, the man sorta
thing.'

'You want to fuck me?' He whispered and gently lapped my ear which believe
me is a bit of a turn on.

'Yeah,' I croaked and grasped his smooth buns as I humped and his stiffness
slid up and down between our bellies.

'Thought you'd never ask.' he rolled onto his back then taking me with him
so that I was laying on top humping away but he was facing the wrong way
unless he had a fanny. From the heat coming off his hardness this was
clearly not the case. He stroked my buns and I felt his fingers run down my
crack, this guy sure had a thing about my bottom... mind you if I say so
myself it was a bit on the tasty side. Suddenly he opened his legs
wide. 'Put some of that lube on yourself,' he slipped a tube into my hand
and I felt his legs go up as he lifted his knees to his chest under the
bedding creating a tent.

Yeah. Great. We were on our way. I smeared loads of this stuff onto my
twitching erection and followed his instructions as he guided me in. I had
second thoughts as I felt myself nudge up against his hole but forgot those
as I gave a gentle push and slipped into heaven. God, the heat, the amazing
grip and tightness and the grunting gasp as I took him. I knew I wasn't big
but it seemed to take forever getting inside his hole and getting it just
right. Almost laying on his belly and certainly giving him a tummy wank I
was off. He stroked my back and bottom and eventually dropped his legs onto
my back binding me in as I hammered away and felt the juices rise.

'Go on, Flore. Harder,' he gasped as I fucked my little heart out. I was
almost there and suddenly I was cuming. I felt a surge of heat, a jerking
and then I was squirting into his wriggling body. I'd fucked. I'd actually
had sex both ways with another male. I was lost, I was hellbound and I
didn't give a toss. It was great.

'Jeez,' I collapsed fully onto his belly and accepted his furious
kisses... no comments about ferret breath this time. As his legs closed he
expelled me and my cum stained cock nestled between his closed legs. I
slowly and sensually moved myself up and down, I knew my belly was rubbing
on his cock and I could feel him leaking. 'Wanna bit of Florian?' I
whispered.

'Slut,' he murmured and clasped my buns, one in each strong hand.

'Your slut,' I corrected him and moved a bit faster giving him a good belly
wank. 'Wanna do me like we just done.' See how the grammar goes when you're
on heat.

He didn't answer but I took it as a yes as he rolled on top of me and then
raised himself into a crouch parting my legs and kneeling between them. The
breath comment was obviously history as his mouth was on mine and his
tongue was halfway down my throat. I just lay back and enjoyed. I wanted
his big cock in me and I was seconds away. I felt his oiled fingers under
my balls and he pulled the pillow down and under the small of my back
raising my middle a little, a push and then the feel of his fingers in my
private place massaging that gland he was on about. I reached out and
caught hold of his swinging sex and guided it to my hole.

'Go on, Joey,' I almost begged. 'Don't hurt me.'

'Never.'

I felt his slippery and spongy glans against me for the second time and
then he was in. It did hurt a bit but I kept my mouth shut as I felt him
fill me slowly working his way in opening me up and stuffing me with his
huge warmth.

'Yeah, yeah,' he crooned as he slowly began to pump and I clung to him like
one of those kewpie dolls you get in cars. I was going one better, I was
pulling myself onto him as he humped and pumped into my tender boy
fanny. We were joined by our sweat and his glistening prong sliding in and
out of my recently virginal body. 'I can't keep it up,' he gasped and I
felt him go into jack rabbit mode.

'Yeah, go on. Go on,' I heard myself babble as he lunged and plunged and I
felt the now familiar swelling and then the throbbing as he squirted and
jetted his second load into my body. I keep on saying I was in heaven, well
I was. I clutched him fiercely as he slowly moved in and out sliding
effortlessly on a coating of his own creamy spunk. We were back to Mr
Squishy time but I didn't care. 'Leave it in,' I whispered as we rolled
onto our side pretty much a sweaty and spunky mess but happy with it all
the same.

'I love you, Florian.'

'Ditto,' I grinned in the dawn's early light. All a bit poetic but he'd
said his bit and I'd said mine.

We lay there glued together until his dick softened and slid free. As we
dozed and savoured each others bodies it got lighter and Jo was the first
to make a move. 'I'm going to the loo and gonna have a bath.'

'Yeah,' I mumbled.

'I shall then bash on this door and I shall go down the kitchen and I shall
prepare you a breakfast my love.'

'Yeah,' I gave him a little grin.

'So, when I bash on this door you get out of bed and do your business and
don't forget to clean your fuckin' teeth.' He gave me a grin. 'Got it?'

'Got it, sir.'  I nearly saluted but thought better of it, I just lay back
and stretched as he slipped from the bed and scooted across the bedroom
pretty much as I had an hour or so previoulsy. 'It's raining,' he called
over his shoulder.

Shit. I sat up in the bed. That was our day out with Lorenzo up the
Khyber. Shit again. I was so looking forward to seeing by new chum in his
knickers and then nude. I was also looking forward to doing some nude
posing with him and really, really looking forward to spending a night with
him. I knew we were going to hit it off, I knew Loren and I were going to
get dirty as well as I knew that Jo really loved me for the moment that was
and I thought that maybe I loved him as well (for the moment). I flopped
back in the bed and played with the noodle but it was all whacked out for a
little while and I even dozed off before I heard a knock on the door and Jo
shouting something.

An hour later and we were fed and sitting in the lounge or the living room
from hell as Jo called it when the phone rang. He picked it up and I
listened to the one sided conversation.

'Hi ... Lorenzo, my man.

No probs, we'll have to cancel the outdoor stuff and spend a day indoors,'
Jo grinned at me.

'No probs,' he said again. 'Sit tight, I'll pick you up around nine as
promised.' He put the phone down and sipped his cofee.

'Loren getting in a panic but he's in the office anyway getting all
despondant.'

'Aaah.'

'He's alright,' Jo laughed, 'We'll go and collect him in a bit unless you
want to stay in and do some housework.'

'No, I'll come with you,' I replied quickly.

'Thought you might,' he laughed. 'Drink up, munchkin. We'll make a move.'

We had loads of time and took our time which wasn't hard in the middle of
the rush hour. Putney High Street even then was a nightmare but sitting in
traffic gave us time to chat or rather gave me time to ask some questions.

'How long have you known Lorenzo?'

'Four, maybe four and a half years. When I first met him I'd just started
my photography business and he seemed to go with the premises.'

'An eight year old was he?' I sniffed my disbelief. 'An eight year old
working at a porn studio.'

'It wasn't a porn studio, it was a photographic studio and I also leased
the shop above which I don't do now.'

'Go on, I'm all ears,' I replied interested in spite of myself. Sounded
like a pack of lies coming up but maybe a bit of truth.'

'I've noticed,' he grinned sideways. 'Beautiful ears but sorta nosey ears
if that makes sense.'

'Get on with it,' I laughed.

'I started that studio doing wedding pictures, christenings and whatever
with an ex mate of mine when I was nearly eighteen. Previously the place
had been run by wholesale newsagents who distributed papers, mags and
comics in the area and that's where Loren came in.' He paused as we charged
the lights at Putney Bridge. 'He used to lurk around getting in the way
bumming comics and in the end he graduated to a ten year old gopher running
errants and making their tea, he got rewarded in comics.'

'Hmmm ... cheap labour.'

'Exactly but they liked him and he liked their comics, a marriage made in
heaven. When they left and moved to bigger premises it broke his heart so
when I rolled up a few weeks later he sorta attached himself and here we
are.'

'So, what is he now, twelve?'

'Nah, I'm sure he's thirteen.'

'He fancies you, you know.'

'So you've said but if he does he's never shown it.'

'The cowlike looks! The shaking when you talk to him, the pretty little
blushes... come on.'

'He's just a bit shy, maybe a bit nervous,' Jo laughed.

'After four years,' I scoffed. 'Why should a kid hang around for four years
in a dank cellar getting paid peanuts... Jeez, getta life.'

'Well, what about you then?' He countered. 'Money mad, working for Kirk
then down the slippery ol' porn slope with me. Why don't you get a life?'

I grinned happily. I'd hit paydirt. I'd critcised Loren and he'd sprung to
the Loren's defence, I should be a shrink or a marriage councellor. They
both had feelings and I had the funny feeling I was about to be their
Cupid, is that sweet or what?

'Silence from my sweat pea?' He mocked as we turned into the park.

'Silence from your sweat pea,' I squeezed his leg hard nearly giving him a
heart attack as well as an accident which just about closed the
conversation.

'What we upto today, then?'

'I'll tell you the master plan when we get Loren onboard, save me saying
everything twice and you two muppets cocking it up.'

'Cheers, Boss,' I took to oggling the passers by. An unusual number of kids
about in spite of the rain but it was the long summer holiday after all.

When we got to the studio Loren was lurking on the doorstep and his gamin
face (like that?) split in a big grin when he saw us. He saved a special
big beam for me and a wink as well. Coming from Loren that was as good as a
declaration of love. Yeah, dream on Florian.  Jo hustled us both downstairs
and ordered coffee, it looked like it was business time. Sorted out and
settled we sat in front of his desk like a pair of dutiful garden
gnomes. The Fuhrer was about to yak.

'OK, boys.' He gave us a sunny grin. 'Today is a working day but let's stay
laid back. I want both you and myself to earn out of this so let's cut the
crap, the modesty and remember you're selling images of your bodies to a
bunch or pervs. Have you got that quite clear in your tiny heads?'

'Yes.' I think that one was called a mutual mumble. I was a bit tempted to
burst out laughing but my Jo was in his 'management mode' for once.

'Good. The outdoor stuff is quite clearly a no-no but we can still do
indoor. What I'd like to do is both of you together stripping down to
pants, the Stage One. Then I want Loren or maybe both of you to do Stage
Two which is strip to nude, after that, we can go home and have some
lunch. This afternoon I want both of you to do 'bedroomy type' nudes but
these have to be decent, maybe suggestive but decent all the same. If
you're both in the mood we can do some fun stuff afterwards. Got that?'

'Yeah.' Mutual mumble time again.

'Fine,' he smiled. 'All we have to remember is that I do run a business and
if I'm gonna wine and dine you two and buy you frilly knickers I need to
make money.'

'Gerroff,' Loren giggled.

'True, my son,' Jo grinned. 'Try for a few more grins when you're posing
Loren, not like sad sack Florian here.'

'Thank you, kind sir,' I glowered a bit, I do love sarcasm ... not.

'Tart,' Loren whispered but Jo heard him and laughed.

'How long can you actually stay over, Loren?' Mick asked.

'Monday, Tuesday... rest of the week?' Loren shrugged. 'As long as mum and
dad know where I am they ain't too fussed.'

I looked at him and wondered, it sounded a similar family setup to my own
although I noticed he featured a father.

'Er....' Loren looked at Jo slightly flushed.

'Yeah.'

'Er, my brother was after some work this holiday, if you're interested that
is.....' his voice tailed off.

'How old is your bro?'

'Just gone fourteen and a half,' Lorens screwed his face up as if trying to
work out his brothers exact age. 'Fourteen and eight months I think.'

'Does he know what I do down here?'  Jo asked gently.

'Vaguely.' Loren admitted and this time I noticed he was going red big
time.

'Alright,' Jo took pity on the kid. 'You gently brief him when you next see
him, if he's interested he can pop in and see me, if not....' Jo let his
statement hang and stood up indicating towards the studio section. 'You
tell him, Loren, it's nudes or nothing and no blabbing.'

'Great,' Loren smiled and with his flush receding followed Jo and myself
into the studio. Whilst he sorted out his cameras I set the lighting up. I
knew the routine by now and I was about to rub knickers with the dutiful
Lorenzo, I just prayed I wasn't going to get a hardon, that would be
cringemaking. We both got down to our underwear with Jo watching us like
hawks. 'OK. boys. Just normal pinuppy pairings, one seated one
standing... as many variations as you like. Stacks of bodily contact but no
kissing... that comes later.'

'Shurrup.' That certainly was a duet. We did well, I don't think Jo was all
that interested it was just a matter of getting a collection for his pinup
side, I suspected he was far more interested in the nudeys.

'OK,' Jo finally finished and looked at his watch. 'Take a break and I'll
shoot one roll of decent nudies and the we can get off home and eat.'

This was the cruch time. We sat sucking Cokes and the only one really
relaxed was Jo. I think both Loren and myself were both bags of
nerves. Loren looked at me with a becoming little blush on his face, I was
OK probably used to being in front of a camera a bit more often.

'Kirk's got a Sony Camcorder, a big one, they're new.'

'Yeah,' Jo smiled. 'I've got a guy getting me some stuff down the West End,
a camcorder and whatnot... all a bit flash the trouble is I need a decent
computer setup for it all to work out.'

'They're expensive,' Loren chipped in. 'Cost a fortune they do.'

'Make me loads of money and I'll be able to afford one,' Jo laughed. 'OK,
boys, time to bare all. Exactly the same poses as the panty ones, nothing
outrageous.'

We did exactly that after the adventure of peeling our pants off, checking
each other out and finally getting through the red faced stage. Joe was
good, he had the patience of a saint, as he said later if you've had a
grounding in picturing animals and small children you learn to go with the
flow pretty quickly or go insane.

Lorenzo had a sweet noodle. It was probably longer than mine although that
might have been his foreskin, something I didn't possess. Pubics? Well he
had a couple of fair haired whiskers, I'd have to try counting them tonight
but he had munchy nuts which I also intended sampling later in the
evening. His bottom? A pair of rounded white orbs that I couldn't wait to
kiss... was I bent as a corkscrew or what?

'Snuggle up.' Jo frowned after around ten pictures. 'Not too close but
closer.'

'Jeez,' I moved in on Loren and then we reversed positions as he was taller
than I was. I could feel his body heat and then the warmth of his limp
boyhood pressed against me.

'Sorry,' he mumbled and I laughed and pressed back suddenly, he leapt back
like a scalded cat.

'Come on, boys. Stop tarting about,' Jo snarled.

'Wanker,' Loren whispered as he moved in again but this time I felt his
flesh press firmly against mine and hey hey, it was hardening.

'Nice,' I whispered and this time Jo didn't hear.

'All yours,' Loren returned the whisper which was just the wrong thing to
say. At the remark I could feel myself begin to fill out, I suppose it was
the thought of us doing dirty things, I couldn't help it.'

'That's it,' Jo's patience must have snapped. 'We'll call it a day, you're
both getting stiffies and I can't have them in this series.'

'Sorry.' We both spoke together but things were getting worse, once a
thought starts you have a hell of a job stopping it, pretty much the same
with hardons.

'What's up with him?' Loren looked at me as Jo disappeared and then at the
door. 'What's he got the hump for?'

'He hasn't got the hump, we're playing into his hands,' I pointed at his
semi erect member with just it's head peeping from it's foreskin.

'How?' I was beginning to think that maybe Loren wasn't the brightest light
on the Christmas tree.

'He wants us to get on, to get fruity because his main game is the porn
stuff not the pinup crap. This pinup is just to sort the sheep out from the
goats.'

'You've lost me,' Loren admitted and idly fondled his half hard making it
worse or better as far as I was concerned. You know a couple of fucks with
Jo hadn't turned me into a raving poofta but I did feel a little hankering
for Loren's boycock, I loved his little scattering of soft baby pubics. I
reached out and slowly ran my finger up his warm stiffy.

'Joey wants us to perform. If we get on it's better than if we don't like
each other,' I tried to explain.

'Well, I like you,' Loren finally grinned and then greatly daring took my
hand and placed it firmly onto his burgeoning erection. I took a firm
grasp. What could a poor girl do, ho ho. 'Yeah,' Loren groaned in
satisfaction and took me in hand. 'I love your cock,' he smiled shyly.

'A match made in heaven,' I moved my hand faster. I'd leave the oral
suprise for bedtime, really give him a treat. I'd try a bit of 'everything
I do you have to copy', it seemed to work in stories.

'Yeah, go on,' Loren groaned and thrust his skinny hips into my fist and at
the same time working me with a steady rythm. Good wanker without trying to
insult him. I could quite easily have a love job with the delicious
Lorenzo.

'Faster Loren,' I fucked into his moving hand as I felt my heat build, his
rubber faced smile was such a turnon, all shyness gone now just a boy
enjoying his pal and vice versa. 'Aaaah,' I groaned and felt myself twitch
and then the heat rise and fly.

'You dirty sod,' Loren squealed as my rigid cock spurted a big splash onto
his belly and then dribbled over his knuckles.

'Sorry,' I laughed and throwing caution to the winds dropped to my knees,
so much for the later bit, I held his smooth legs and took him into my
mouth.

'Slut,' Loren whispered but his heart wasn't in it, He gently rested his
hands on my hair and slowly fucked into my mouth giving me fair warning
when about to cum but I didn't care. I drunk his sweet boy juice straight
from the tap slurping and swallowing as his surprisingly big climax
errupted into my mouth. He tasted good. 'I'll do you tonight,' he muttered
without even being prompted.

'We have to practice kissing as well,' I stood up facing him and put my
hands onto slim hips looking up as he was an inch or so taller. I ventured
a quick peck before he had time to move.

'You're full of suprises,' he grasped the back of my neck and drew my lips
onto his. Pretty hot kisser for a first timer. We were sitting on the couch
still naked and working on our kissing homework when Jo silently crept down
the stairs.

'Good boys,' he grinned and went into the office. Whatever bad humour he'd
been in or probably been pretending was gone. We hurriedly dressed and
joined him, the bossman was even making the tea for a change.

'Still raining?' I asked as Loren and myself now in our underpants found
chairs.

'Pissing down,' Jo looked at us both. 'We'll drop off in Wimbledon and eat
out that'll save me cooking and we can pick up a couple of vids.'

I looked across at Loren and he raised his eyebrows in a question, surely
videos and a meal wasn't the end of the day.

'We can do some freeflow nudeys this afternoon if you're in the mood for
earning money...'

I saw Loren perk up and I smiled over. 'Loren?'

'Takes two to tango, Flore,' he grinned at me.

'Great,' I spoke to Jo for both of us.

'I'm ready when you are,' Jo stood. 'Make sure you've got all your gear we
can check out the mail in the week, lets get some work done whilst you're
still in the mood,' he gave a short laugh and led away up the stairs. We
were on our way. I rather got the idea on the way over town and out to
Wimbledon that this was Loren's first trip off his own turf. He was like a
tourist and when we actually crossed the river he nearly wet his
knickers... odd boy.  Of course we were both sitting in the back of the car
letting Jo do the chauffeuring which gave me time to do a crafty grope,
let's face it we'd broken the ice so a feel up of Loren's wriggling body
wasn't too outrageous. It seemed funny, I was the junior of the two of us
by around a year and I was doing all the work, he was the one acting like a
vestal virgin although when I finally got to casually stroking his crotch
he calmed down and I could feel him hardening up inside his baggy jeans.

'Bus and lorry drivers look down into cars,' Jo brought us back to earth
with a bang. We had a little giggle in the back but I removed my hand all
the same. All we wanted was a passing driver to see what we were upto and
start calling comments out of his window.

'We'll have lunch in The Lion,' Jo informed us as we descended Wimbledon
Hill into the town. 'They do families so we'll be alright.'

'Cheers dad,' I answered bringing another giggle from my partner in crime.

'Work this afternoon, muppets, then we can chill out a bit this evening. I
might run some porn to give you some ideas.'

'I think Lorenzo-boi has some ideas,' I risked another quick fondle and
sure enough Loren was as hard as a chocolate frog. Seemed he was coming out
big time or perhaps he was in a holiday mood. Maybe he had designs on my
beautiful body, I wouldn't have blamed him. I did wonder what the sleeping
arrangements were to be for the night. Jo had suggested that Loren and
myself would sleep in the studio and he would sleep in his own bed. It
seemed a bit odd but I suppose he had a master plan.

Anyway, to cut a long story short we had a very nice meal accompanied by
chilled soft drinks for us and a beer for Jo, we picked up just the one
video which was a horror, Jo's staple diet and we were on out way back up
the hill to Wimbledon Village. Back to the flat and work, even I was
getting the tingle, naked with Loren again and this time something was
going to happen... maybe wankies, probably kissies but hopefully something
to make Loren's lovely cock spurt his creamy boy spunk again. That kid did
taste nice. Once indoors the Boss scurried about getting the heating going
in the lounge and in the studio room which wasn't a bad idea as the
overcast and drizzle day had turned quite chilly. It was probably an hour
later when we'd relaxed a bit Jo held forth once again.

'I thought if one of you pretended to be snoozing and the other comes in
and starts to undress him. Then you both get undressed have a bit of a
kissy kissy episode, mutual wank, maybe a sixty niner and both do cums.'

'Just like that?' I smiled. I didn't know how Loren was going to take this,
we seemed to be going in at the deep end all of a sudden.

'Why not?' Jo shrugged. 'From what I've seen you're about ready for it. We
can save the playful nudes for outdoor when we have a bit of sun.'

'I don't mind,' Loren croaked a little to my surprise. 'What's a sixty
niner?'

I think Jo's big grin and my near hysterics threw him for a moment but when
I explained he just seemed to accept it as part and parcel of the job. As
the Boss said more than once... weird kid.

The studio room was quite cosy by now and Jo spread a blue shiny cover on
the bed and then dragged a gaily covered duvet and a couple of pillows out
of a cupboard.

'That's slippery,' Loren complained running his hand over the blue cover.

'Semi waterproof, that's why,' Jo responded. 'The name of the game here
kids it to get you comfortable with being naked together and more
importantly in front of a camera. If it's all a glorious cock up, no
matter, we can always salvage something. Who's gonna be the sleeper... the
Sleeping Beauty?'

'That's him,' I got in first before Loren had a chance to say anything. He
looked just a bit grumpy but nodded his agreement all the same.

'OK, Loren,' Jo held out a pair of white shorts or maybe boxers which
looked to made out of silk but were probably nylon, very thin almost
transparent. 'Strip off and put these on and hop in bed.'

Loren flushed a little for some unknown reason, it wasn't as if this was
his first nude session. He slowly stripped off and put the shorts on, he
looked so tasty I was stiffening up already. The thought of peeling those
things down his skinny legs was such a turnon but Jo had other ideas.

'Right, boys.' I heard the motor go in his old camera as he loaded for the
first shoot of the series, his two digitals were on the side ready to
go. 'Loren snoozing, right? Florian comes in, sits on the bed and slowly
draws the duvet down exposing Loren who remains asleep. Maybe a kiss to
awaken our little beauty and then Florian will pour some oil on Loren's
groin and wank him through the boxers... after that we'll play it by ear.'

'Make a good film,' Loren said dryly.

'That's where I knicked it from,' Jo laughed.

'Where's the oil?' I asked being a bit more practicable.

Wordlessly Jo held up a small bottle and slid it under a spare pillow
alongside the one Loren was now using as he slipped into bed.

'Your move, Flore,' Jo grinned. 'Believe me the sight of a young stiffy
encased in some oily nylon is something else,' he spoke as Loren snuggled
down with just his head visible and pretended to be asleep.

God. I loved this. A chance to be a ham actor, an exhibitionist and a
chance to wank my skinny mate. I was hard already.

I sat on the edge of the bed and Jo took his first picture of the
session. 'Do your thing, Flore,' he moved closer.

I did just that. I leant over and kissed Loren on his smooth cheek and then
slipped my hand under the duvet. I really got into it and so did he, he
moaned gently and lay on his back as I played with his nipples and attacked
his lips with mine. He opened his eyes and grinned at Jo's prompting as I
slowly downed the duvet exposing his narrow chest and finally the pure
white boxers. The dog was hard already but no matter. I grasped his meat
through the thin material and felt it's heat. The next step was to take the
bottle and uncap it trickling a generous dollop onto his quite visible
stiffness. That did it, Loren's eyes opened wide in shock as the oil
penetrated the material and I grasped his erection through the thin nylon
or whatever it was. I wanked him slowly and he groaned his pleasure as I
finally slipped my hand inside his fly and took the slippery bare flesh in
my hand for real.

'Outline the hardness in the boxers all nice and oily and then slowly slip
them down. Then let Loren take off your top stuff and then you get rid of
your trousers,' Jo prompted taking a picture every so often.

'OK.' I muttered as Loren sat up and roughly tugged off my sweatshirt and
then my t-shirt, he grabbed for my groin but I flathanded his chest forcing
him back onto the bed and tugged his white oil soaked boxers down to his
knees. His dicky was beautiful, shiny and gleaming in the spotlight and
jutting up his belly at it's full stretch with it's rosy pink glans fully
exposed. I didn't know if kissing it was on the agenda but I ducked my head
and gave it's slippery tip a quick kiss and a lick. As Loren groaned and
tried to grab my head I heard Joe whisper his approval. I quickly shed my
trousers and briefs and lay on the bed alongside Loren, needless to say I
was as hard as a pole. My partner cuddled me tightly and rubbed his oil
soaked belly and genitalia against mine.

'Oil on belly and tits,' Jo prompted yet again.

'I'm gonna cum if he keeps this up,' Loren laughed as I poured more oil on
his body and slowly and sensually smeared it over his chest and sticky out
nipples.

'That's alright,' Jo grinned. 'As long as it's visible and not down his
throat.'

'Geroff,' I sneered although my heart wasn't really in it, I'd found that I
had a taste for Lorenzo's juices.

We were going at it like a pair of eels, we were both covered with the
sweet smelling oil and I finally got where I wanted. Loren gave a startled
yelp as my fingers slipped between his buns and I holed in one.

'Fuck off, fuck off,' he squealed but his heart wasn't in it, Jo just
laughed and kept clicking. I had one finger deep into Loren's tight little
boy bum and my mouth glued to his slippery cock, no way was he
escaping. 'I'll get you for this,' he threatened and then went limp
allowing me to gently finger fuck him and suck his now ultra hard cock.

'Tonight,' I whispered abandoning my sweet meat for a moment.

'That's for sure,' he grinned and began to swivel around in the bed heading
South. I was a bit surprised that he was getting into it all so easily but
he grasped my own oiled stiffy and settled in to sucking and slurping.

'Excellent boys,' Jo was grinning from ear to ear and clicking away like
mad. 'Shit.' The phone had started to ring in the next room. 'Fuck it...'
he put the camera down and instructed us to 'freeze' which is a bit
difficult when you have a young lad's mouth around your cock, you have the
same young lad's throbbing meat down your throat and you have your finger
up a boy fanny. I forgot to mention that as Loren span around and assumed
the position, he'd also intruded a finger into my pucker which I was
squeezing and clamping on having a ball more or less.

'Take five,' Lorenzo grunted at long last taking charge.

'Aaah,' I groaned but lay my head on his gently rounded belly as he played
with my hair, I kept my finger in his honeypot by the way.

'Where we sleeping tonigh.'

'In here I think,' I replied. 'Jo wasn't all that clear.'

'Just us two?'

'I hope so,' I looked up his belly and grinned. 'I do like you Loren you
know... very much.'

'I worked that one out,' he chuckled. 'Ditto.'

'Here we go again...' I could hear Jo returning down the passage.

'Good news and bad news,' Jo started as son as he came in the door. 'The
bad news is that as soon as we've finished this session and eaten I have to
go into town. The good news is that you'll have the place to yourselves for
the evening and that I'm collecting two movie cameras but these are the new
style that take videos, my contact also has a brand new computer and what
goes with it available from Monday. Gonna be living on baked beans on toast
for the next year, kiddies.'

'What us?' Loren looked up with a grin. 'Florian and me on tape?'

'Indeed,' Jo grinned. 'Better still you can watch the rough copies on the
TV almost instantly. These wouldn't be finished films, I'd have to sort out
someone to edit the things and tidy them up... but you could be my first
boy stars.'

'Great.' I smiled at Loren. 'Buddy boy and me doing the dirty.'

'Get away you perv,' Loren wriggled out of my grasp but I could see he was
interested, or at least his stiffy was, it had perked up bigtime at the
mere thought of being in front of a camera. Or, maybe the thought of Jo
looking on turned him on a bit.

'You two sleep in here as I'll be late back,' Jo continued. 'Toss all this
junk off the bed and you'll find regular bedding in the cupboad over
there. Hungry?'

That was it, session more or less aborted. Jo sent us off for a bath which
was another minor adventure whilst he set about preparing the dinner,
supper, call it what you will.

'That sounds fun,' Loren enthused as we played around in our shared
bath. 'Mind you the sleepover sounds a bit of fun as well.' He gave me a
sly look and I felt his foot on my semi hard on.

'Sex maniac,' I laughed.

'Don't want to upset the Boss shagging his boyfriend.' The sly look came
again.

'He knows, I'm not his boyfriend anyway. He's just using me.' I played with
his toes as his foot gently rubbed up and down on my now solid
erection. 'It's all part of his master plan, he's more or less said so.

'Have you done it with him yet?' Loren asked casually.

'Done what?' I replied quite innocently.

'Don't be a prick,' Loren scowled. 'Have you had proper sex with him yet?'

I didn't quite know what to say. I knew that he had a long time crush on Jo
but I didn't know if that crush extended to wanting sex. Come on, I was
working at being a young model not a sex therapist. 'Well... you know.'

'You have, you have,' Loren squealed like a girl and then suddenly fell
silent as a voice shouted down the hall for us to get mobile if we wanted
to eat. We did, we got mobile. After all we had all night to continue this
conversation and do other things. Cue for a dirty chuckle.

I suppose it was around eight in the evening that Jo finally left us to
it. We had instructions to move the bed into the corner of the studio room
before we made it up, some waffle about it being better for the
photography. We were also told not to make to much noise and not to stay up
to late. Our Jo was treating us like a pair of kids but then again I
suppose we were.

As soon as he'd gone we had the sofa about four foot away from the
television and had a porno tape running.

'We could be watching ourselves on this in a couple of days,' Loren seemed
excited by the idea.

'Could be, I agreed. 'Lets try this one, Jo reckons we'll like it.' I knelt
down and rescued a video case from the floor. 'Piss off,' I laughed as I
felt Loren's stockinged toes rub at the back of my trousers, that boy
didn't miss a trick.

'Nice arse,' Loren blew me a kiss as I slipped back onto the sofa with the
remote held out. Click... we were off.

This was a Cadinot film, I didn't know who the hell he was at the time but
I do now and this one was one of his earlier where he tended to use younger
actors, models or whatever you call pornsters. It was about a French
boarding school having a cast of around six to eight youngsters backed up
by four grown men. The action was good, very down to earth as they say.

'Jeez, look at him go,' Loren crowed as one boy shagged another in what
seemed to be some bushes. The fucker was giving the fuckee some right
stick, in the end he slipped out of the bottom's hole and sprayed his cum
all over the other's pubes and belly and then without pause rammed it right
back in again. The other wanked himself as he was slowly fucked by a no
doubt depleted cock.

'Fuckin' hell,' I whispered. I realised the difference between hardcore and
softcore and this was megahard. ' 'Jeez...'

'Could you do that?' Loren looked at me with a grin.

'Top or bottom?'

'I could do the top dunno about the bottom, he must have a fanny like the
Blackwall Tunnel.'

Loren laughed. 'We should practice tonight.'

'I thought that was fixed,' I looked at him and grinned. 'Homework.'

'Yeah, I suppose,' Loren suddenly stood. 'I don't want to watch this crap,
I wanna play,' he looked down at me.

'OK.' I stood up and tunred the video and televison off. It had gone nine
o'clock which was pretty early to go to be on a non school day but we both
knew what we wanted and that was a bed, privacy and each other. Following
the Boss' instructions we made sure all the lighs were off, all the windows
locked down other than the bedroom ones and we were on our way. Following
our orders again we shoved all the studio stuff out of the way and
manhandled the double bed against one wall with it's headboard against
another, a bit of a pantomime sorting out the bedding and a bedside light
but after a lot of laughing and horsing around we made it.

'There you go,' Loren declaimed jumping around on the bed. 'Come and get
me,' he fell down and wriggled around just daring me to tackle him.

No problemo. I leapt on the bed and the next thing was that we were into a
combined wrestling match and undressing session, each trying to get the
other naked in the quickest time possible.

'No tickling,' I squealed as Loren pinned me to the bed and trapped both my
ankles with one arm and started to run his hand up and down the soles of my
feet.

'Torture time,' he grinned maniacally gave a final tickle and the attacked
my briefs, the jeans were history by then. I knew the time had come and I
just lay there and let him make his moves. I didn't know which was he was
going to be but suspected he was going to be butch and I was supposed to
play the bitch. Ah well, here goes nothing.

'You've got a pot belly, Lore.'

'So, sue me,' he laughed and slid my briefs down my legs and threw them
away. I just lay their naked apart from my t-shirt with my stiff pecker
jerking up on my belly. He gave me one of his smouldering sexy looks which
I think he'd been practicing and slowly wanked me, at the same time his
head dropped and he ran his dry lips up across my belly and slipped my
t-shirt up attacking my nipples with his tongue and teeth. 'You are fuckin'
beautiful,' he rasped and started to lap down my body again and I knew
where he was going.

'Do you want to do me?' I whispered. Of course he did, I knew that but it
was a first for both of us and neither of us wanted a cock up, well we did
but not in that sense.

'Yeah, very much,' he looked at me in the weak light from the bedside light
which we'd had to park on the floor by the bed. 'Then I want you to do me
and then we're quits.'

'Don't say it like that,' I groused. 'It's supposed to be fun not a game of
darts.'

'It will be fun,' he grinned and produced the bottle of body oil we'd used
earlier.

'Don't bugger up the bedding,' I protested.

'We're not going to use that much,' he explained. 'Just enough for a smooth
ride.'

'Spoken like a true artist,' I mocked him and pulled him down. There was no
rush we had all night and I was still so besotted by his slender body I
just wanted to enjoy the texture of his skin and the firmness of his flesh
as we snuggled and kissed. There was no comparison between him and Jo. Jo
was a young man and Loren although older than myself was still a young
boy. At the physical level, if I could take Jo's I could take
Loren's... easy as that. 'Come on then, lover boi. Do your stuff.' I
suppose it all sounded a bit mechanical but whereas I'd had recent
experience I was sure that he was a total virgin and needed just that
little bit of urging.

'I haven't done anything like this before,' he gazed at me with his greeny
grey eyes. 'I'll try not to hurt you. I tried not to laugh, after Jo there
was no chance I couldn't accomodate Loren's skinny dick but now was not the
time to mention it.

'Take it easy,' I lay on my side facing away from him and shoved my bum
out, I was going to do it this way first and then if he wanted to go for
seconds later we could do it the best way... the full frontal. 'Just put a
little on you're knobend and a little on my ring. Don't go mad with that
stuff, I'm not exactly a virgin.' How's about that for blunt?

'Orrite,' he mumbled and I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck and
then his slippery erection slip up the inside of my legs. 'OK?'

'Take it easy, Loren.'

'Yeah,'

I raised my upper leg slightly as I felt his oiled glans between my cheeks,
his chest came onto my back and I felt him at my pucker. Just a gentle
pressure and he was in me, not jerk, no jolt and no pain just that feeling
of stretching and being filled gradually as he continued to push
in. Something was happening to me, I mean mentally not physically, I
enjoyed it, I loved the feel of this boy on my back and his stiff boy dick
in my bottom. I pushed back a little and grunted for him to move in and
out. He did exactly that, with one hand on my hip he started to move his
hips to and fro driving his hardness into me deeper and deeper.

'Jeez, you are so tight,' he gave a nervous giggle. Wowsie wow, how's about
that for romantic.

'Fuck me,' I growled and pushed back hard against his slow prods.

'Aaaaaah,' he whined as I absorbed him or rather he sheathed his meat deep
into my belly. We were making love, it had taken a little over fourty eight
hours but it was worth it. He moved in and out just a little faster and all
the time munched on my neck and kissed my damp skin. This boy was a kisser
and as a fucker he was pretty good too. If it was a driving test which I
suppose it was in a way, I'd have given him a passmark, no sweat. 'This is
abso-bloody-lutely WICKED.' He started to pant and rabbit fuck, he must be
about to pop, never mind, the next one would be even better. He reached
around and started wanking my own jerking hardness.

'Don't make me cum.' I ordered rolling onto my belly and taking him with
me, I opened my legs wide and he got between them and really went for
it. The slap of his sweaty belly on the small of my back and his dick which
seemed to be growing all the time was wonderful. I pushed my bum up onto
his advances and he fucked his little heart out. I know he was older than
me but I was in charge and I was over the moon as the old timers say and we
had a long night ahead of us. It seemed to go on forever and I was happy
enough with that but they do say that all good things come to an end and as
he romantically called it 'our first shag' climaxed with him climaxing,
easy as that.

'I'm cuming,' I tried to control my giggles by biting the pillow as he
slammed into me and I felt his boy spike seem to swell and then the
familiar pulsing as his hot juices, his boy spunk shot into my love nest,
that's bum to you peasants reading this.

'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' I sounded like a popster as I pushed up hard onto his
squirting cock and he rammed in deep and stayed in glued to my back with
sweat and his skinny prong pinning me to the bed.

'That was fabulous,' he muttered as he lay on me still fully inserted but
softening. He kissed my sweat soaked neck and the side of my jaw, I craned
my head around and my lips searched for his. They met and we shared an
awkward kiss. He slowly slid free and rolled me over attacking me like a
randy gerbil and nearly eating my face off but I loved this as well. I'd
decided that there was little not to love about Lorenzo the Magnificent. He
did look a bit wimpy but boy, could he fuck. Yeah, I know. Crude as hell
but I don't care. This boy could run rings around that Duracell Bunny and
you didn't have to keep feeding him carrots.

He finally slipped free and flopped onto his back giving me a tired grin.

'Wanna Coke?' I got up and wrapped a dressing gown around myself.

'Yeah please,' he looked at me as I stood by the bed. 'I thought you,
er...'

'I do,' I laughed and ran from the room. I had an idea how to make his
first sex, or rather, his first fucking something to remember both for me
and for him. I raced down the long hallway to the kitchen and grabbed two
chilled Coca Colas and the tub of Utterly Butterly. Really stupid name for
imitation butter but I really loved this stuff, I even ate Utterly Butterly
sandwiches, nothing in them, just about a quarter of an inch of
grease... glorious. Returning to the bedroom at a slightly slower pace I
found him laying on his back gazing at the ceiling.

'No sign of Jo?'

'Nah, he said he wouldn't be back until after midnight, anyway, he won't
bother us.' I handed him a can and snapped mine open.

'What's that for?' He looked at the tub of butter.

'Guess,' I took the cap off stuck a finger in and took as taste.

'Jeez, that is so gross. You'll finish up with clogged up arteries eating
that crap.'

'Rubbish,' I laughed. 'It's full of polyunsat-thingies.' I sat on the bed
and ran a butter loaded finger down his belly onto his flaccid cock.

'Dare you,' he grinned.

It wasn't much of a dare, I licked the golden yellow smear from his gently
rounded belly and then daintily licked it from the end of his cock which
naturally enough started to harden, I'd completely forgotten that his meat
had been inside me ten minutes previously. Ho hum, too late by the time I
remembered. 'Roll over, Loren.'

He just gave me another grin and rolled over onto his belly, he must have
known what was coming as he propped himself up a bit and tried to look over
his shoulder to see what I was doing. I ran another finger of the stuff
across his shoulder blades and another fingerload down his spine to his
tailbone. Crounching by his side I lapped and licked across his shoulders
and then started to move down.

He shuddered and wriggled as I rubbed some more into his cute little buns
and started to lick and kiss the greasy white orbs. He really did have a
beautiful bottom. He jumped a bit when I intruded a finger between his
cheeks and loaded his crack with butter. I felt his tight little sphincter
yield a little but didn't enter... yet. I knelt between his thin legs and
licked up and down his crack forcing my tongue deeper and deeper.

'You are suck a perv,' he giggled and pushed his bottom up onto my busy
tongue.

'Yeah, I know,' I agreed and held his slippery buns apart sucking and
slurping at his butter coated boy fanny.

'Oooooh,' he warbled as I finally slid one finger in him on a coating of
butter and saliva. I found his spongey prostate as Jo had shown me and
gently rubbed my finger across it as he squirmed and giggled. Out of his
sight as he was now biting the pillow I coated my stiffness with the glop
and slipped it between his cheeks as I slid my finger free. 'Aaaaaah,' he
moaned as he felt my slippery glans at his gate. 'Flore....'

I gave a gentle push and felt his pucker yield to me and my slippery knob
enter his delicious heat and tightness. He just clutched the pillow and
remained silent as I slid in a couple of inches and then started to move to
and fro taking him all the way with my massive four inches of
pleasure. Well. be fair. We can't all be nine inch twelve year olds.

'You OK,' I muttered as my belly slipped against his smooth back.

'Yeah, feels funny,' he giggled. 'At least it didn't hurt.'

'Wasn't supposed to, lover boi.' I kept my belly on his back and just
raised my hips and gently fucked as he lay there giving the occasional
groan and flexing and relaxing his butt as I slipped in and out. At the end
of it I put my forearms either side of his torso and went in and out faster
and faster. I could feel my nuts uptight and my dick felt like it was on
fire, the itching and tingling telling my I was on my way.

'Yeah, go on.' He must have sensed it as well as he pushed up hard against
me. The slapping of our slippery flesh could be heard down the street I
would have thought not to mention his groans and my grunts. Talk about
pigging out, we must have sounded like a pair of piglets at a barn dance.

'I'm cumming.'

Silence from Loren, he just pushed up onto me even harder as I flashed in
and out and then it felt like I was exploding. A searing surge of boy spunk
straight up into his body. Another and another, I tried to count but I
swear I must have given him about three or four good blasts of thick creamy
cum. I thought it was going to last for ever but it never does.

'Jeez, you animal.' He laughed shakily as I lay on him with my erection
wilting in his flooded bottom. Spunk, saliva and Utterly Butterly... what a
mess. It was great. I finally left his warm body and he rolled over, he
clutched me and we went back to frantic kissing and rubbing our slippery
bodies against each other. 'Jo's going to go potty when he sees the state
of the sheets,' he grinned as we pulled the bedding over ourselves.

'He's got a washing machine,' I looked at him for the last time and
switched the bedside light off. 'We doing this again in the morning?'

'Yeah, lets,' he cackled and snuggled in. We'd both done our homework, it
was snoozy time.

I slept well probably because I was exhausted, the last two days had been a
bit of an eye opener as well as an opener of other things. I thought about
my relationship with Jo for what it was worth and my juvenile lust for the
beautiful Lorenzo, where it was going to end was anyone's guess. I suppose
the way to approach it was that it was a six week summer holiday and just
follow the road of life. The main things were earning some money, having
fun with the boys and keeping out of the way of the dreaded mum, the final
one should have been top of the list.

At some time in the dead of night I heard the flat door open and close
pretty quietly but I was a light sleeper, Loren by the way slept like a
dead man. It must have been Jo but from what I could hear he headed
straight for his bedroom. I was a bit tempted to scoot down there for a bit
of company but the thoughts of seconds with my skinny blonde mate held me
in check, I was quite sure Jo would claim his rent from both Loren and
myself in due course.

Sunday's dawn broke and I awoke to the subdued sounds of birds, they didn't
sound too enthusiastic and when I did a quick peep from the window I could
see why. Grey and drizzly. Good morning Southern England... it's the school
holidays again. I did a bathroom call and did all the necessary and washed
the important bits, I smelt like a bloody butter factory and I swagged a
spare bathtowel to sleep on, Loren could wallow in the grotty sheets, at
least I'd be laying on something clean and dry. Once back in the bed I
dropped off again but this time kept well clear of Loren's slippery and
apparently comatose body.

'Hoi, it's seven o'clcock.' I was awoken again by the lover from Hell
shaking my shoulder. 'I've just been into see Jo.....'

'Have sex?' I mumbled.

'He told me to bugger off and wake him up with a coffee around ten,' Loren
laughed sounding a bit too bright eyes and bushy tailed for my
liking. 'I've had a bath,' he added helpfully. Just to prove the point he
pulled back the bedding and lay a similar towel to my own out and then got
back into bed. As he cuddled upto me I couldn't help but notice that he was
a little damp and smelt a bit fresher than before... Oh yeah, he had a
stiffy as well.

'I thought you might have invaded his bed,' I mumbled sleepily.

'Dunno if he wants me,' he replied seemingly unconcerned as he pushed up
against me and slipped his arm around my waist.

'Of course he does,' I laughed and turning on my side pressed my bottom up
against his hip. Talk about: Hint, hint. Sure enough he too came onto his
side and I felt his warm harndess press against me and then slip between my
buns.

'I love Sunday mornings,' he giggled and slowly dry fucked and started to
kiss me. I just hoped to hell that he'd cleaned his teeth.

'So do I,' I pushed back onto his movements feeling like a real slut and
then thinking positive rolled onto my back and pulled him on top of me. I
did say earlier that he was bigger than me and he did resist but I forced
him. Yeah... right.

'God, I am going to fuck you so hard,' he grinned down at me and moved his
rock hard peg between my legs rubbing his smoothy belly up and down against
mine.

'Please, pretty please,' I grabbed his head and planted a kiss on his sweet
lips. Sod the toothy cleaning. 'Yeah...' I moaned as I felt his hands move
under me and clasp my buns. He was up for it, I was on heat, we were on our
way. I moved my legs out and he got the idea, he got himself between them
and continued to dry fuck slipping his exposed glans under my ball bag
giving little grunts and moans.

I think he was a it confused when I lifted my knees and then grinned as I
bent then back onto my chest exposing my squeaky clean pucker in all it's
morning glory. 'Put a bit of stuff on it... not to much,' I whispered and
stroked his smooth thighs as he knelt in the fork of my legs with his rock
hard four and a bit inches jutting. The cockhead was fully exposed and even
gleaming, he must have been producing just a little precum. 'Better still,
don't bother,' I grabbed his hot cock and guided it onto target. I was
relaxed enough after two nights of it and whinced a bit as his slick glans
nudged at me but then smiled as I felt him open me up and his wonderful
heat start to slip into my body.

'Florian... this is so good,' he stared at me eyes to eyes and then settled
his lips once more onto mine as he slowly began to move in and out.

I just gave him a smile and rested my legs lightly on his back, a Sunday
morning treat for my Lorenzo.

He slowly penetrated me until his shaft was buried deep in my belly (well,
as deep as he could get) and his mons pubis was pushing on my nuts and then
we fucked, shagged, made love - who cares, we did the dirty.

I know I've said it before, he was older than me and slightly bigger but he
was a good learner. this time he took his time virtually gliding in and
out, pushing me up the bed with his jerks and then relaxing as he felt his
cum rise. He did this about three times until I begged him to finish me
off.My own cock was jerking up and down on my belly with wet slaps as I
oozed a continuous trickle of thin self lube.

'Do me, Loren. Do it,' I groaned and pressed by legs on his now sweaty back
trying to hold him in.

'Right,' he growled and then he went for it like a machine. He rammed and
thrust until I felt the now familiar final swell and the glorious pumping
and throbbing as he splashed and splattered a huge cum up inside me. I felt
his friction ease as his cock now coated with his own spunk slipped in and
out of my well battered back passage. As they say... that was a good 'un. I
felt like I had a gallon of boy spunk inside me and he was still moving
gently to and fro and still hard as a chocolate frog.

'Get off me, you sex maniac,' I laughed and flathanded his hard belly.

He did, he wrestled himself free but immediately crouched over my midriff
on his knees and staring at me intently grabbed my aching penis and held it
upright. Without any wait or pause he positioned himelf and slowly lowered
his hips. I nearly died and went to heaven as I felt his tight arse and
warm flesh sink over my ramapant meat.

'Yesssss....' He grinned at me and still sinking right down to my root bent
forward and started to kiss again. I just contented myself with gentle
upward prods into his sweet flesh, we had all the time in the world. 'I'm
not squashing you, am I?' He asked as he gently moved up and down on me.

'Not now,' I grabbed him around the waist and we rolled onto our
sides. With a flurry of arms and legs and a fit of the giggles I finished
up on top and he was under me with his legs on my back, exactly as I'd been
five minutes previously.

'This is better,' he looked up at me as I slid effortlessly in and out of
his clinging flesh. God he was good sex, I was a bit outclassed with Jo
being so big but Lorenzo was right up my street. 'Fuck me, peanut,' he
grinned.

I did just that, I wasn't in the mood for a prolonged drawn out sex
session, I just went for it. I think we were both moaning and groaning like
a pair of sub teens on heat which was exactly what we were, well just
about. I slapped into his super tight little fanny ramming and thrusting
like I wanted to split him and he loved it. He clung to me moaning and when
I finally splurted my creamy spunk down into his bottom he moaned with just
as much satisfaction as myself. I moved in and out of his flooded tunnel
feeling quite pleased with myself. 'Wassa time?'

'Another two hours to go,' he smiled tiredly.

'Hour and a half, we'll get up and share a bath around nine thirty and then
invade the Boss with his coffee.'

'What, both of us?'

'Why not,' I grinned. 'It's still raining, what else is there to do?'

'Leave it in me,' he hugged me tightly and closed his eyes.

'Right.' I knew it would slip out but what the hell, anything for my
Lorenzo.

Loren went straight back to sleep but I stayed awake, it slipped out as I
knew it would and he gave a little moan but that was all. I'd reset the
little travelling clock that was on the floor alongside the lamp and in due
course it gave with an annoying trill and I clicked it off and tolled Loren
onto his back.

'Shower, buddy boy.'

'Gawd, you are so domineering,' he groused sleepily. 'I'm supposed to be
the Boss-boy.'

'In your dreams. Come on,' I sprang from the bed and tugged the bedding
down displaying his slender form in all it's glory. 'Come on,' I made a run
for the bathroom. I was in the shower by the time he arrived still looking
a bit of a shipwreck.

'Stay in the shower, I need a crap,' he muttered with a slight flush on his
face.

I stayed in the shower allowing him his privacy and then he joined me.

'So, what's the master plan,' he grinned as the water cascaded off his head
and I put my arms around his slippery body pulling him closer.

'Make Jo his coffee and join him....'

'In bed?' He squealed.

'Why not? It's a grotty day and I shouldn't think he'll toss us out.'

'Toss us off maybe,' Loren gave a dirty chuckle at the same time fondling
my slippery buns. I think he was up for it again but I had other plans. He
maybe the Boss-boy but I was the Party Planner. 'Gawd, I love your bum,' he
sniggered.

'What a charmer,' I grinned and wrapped my arms around his neck, I was hard
again and I slipped it between his wet legs which he promptly
clamped. Jeez, I thought as my hands slid down his back, he was passing
comments on my bum and his bubble butt was absolute perfection. I grasped
his slippery globes and he seemed to slide through my arms and knelt in the
streaming water. One look up my body and he grinned and grasped my sticky
out dick. 'No, Loren. Nooooo...'

He took no notice, he soaped my nuts up, his soapy hands slipped between my
legs and then he slipped his mouth over my jerking cock.

'Aaaaah,' I nearly collapsed as he began to run his hot lips up and down my
hardness and I felt not one but two soapy fingers slip through my ring and
slowly start to give me a finger fuck. That was it, I lost it and started
to pump into his avidly sucking mouth. In and out, now holding his head,
now fondling his ears as he sucked and sucked.

His fingers slipped from my bum and he clasped my tight buns as I slowly
moved in and out of his mouth. His busy tongue slopped and slid across my
knob driving me into fucking his face faster and faster. At last it was too
much, my erection popped from his mouth and as he knelt grinning like a
loon splattered all the cum I could muster all over his face. He grabbed it
and took it into his mouth again sucking and draining what was left of my
spunk until I dragged him to his feet and we shared a cum flavoured kiss.

'Let's go and sort this coffee out.' The shy Lorenzo seemed to have found
his feet at last. Feeling slightly knackered I allowed him to towel me off
and we made for the kitchen both having nicked the bathrobes leaving
nothing for Jo but we reckoned he probably had something in his bedroom.

Loren knew exactly how Joe liked his morning fix and we quietly made our
way back down the chilly passageway to the master or master's bedroom. I
had my plan firmly in my mind and as far as I knew Loren hadn't got a clue.

'Morning children.' Jo was fully awake and sitting up in bed with the
bedding pulled up around his neck. Jeez, that room was like an icebox.

We mumbled greetings and sat one either side of the bed, Loren doing the
honours and presenting Jo with his hot drink.

'Bloody cold in here,' I spoke a few minutes later looking across the bed
to Loren, he nodded agreement and tugged his towelled robe around his
slender frame.

'Warm in here,' Jo smiled. 'Room for three as well.'

Doncha just love it when a plan come together. Mandatory laughs and Loren
and myself shed our robes and we were into the bed and snuggling upto Jo.

The way that Jo's face lit up I reckon he thought all his dreams had come
true and in a way they had. I was about to take all the decisions out of
his hands and to put my young lover Loren right in the saddle in a manner
of speaking. Jo cuddled Loren and had a little snog, he then did the same
with me with Loren clinging to his back like a leech and then I made my
move.

I slipped from the bed and grabbed my gown.

'I'm going to do breakfast and it'll be ready in an hour,' I announced.

'Oh, come on, Flore. Come back to bed.' Jo looked up at me and I could see
that he knew very well what I was upto. 'You're not going to leave poor
little Lorenzo all on his own for an hour are you?'

'You better not,' Loren threatened in a squeaky voice.

'Why not,' I grinned. 'One hour. Breakfast in one hour.' I gave them one
last smile and left them to it. I should be runing one of those matrimonial
agencies or whatever they call them. Preparing a breakfast for three... now
this was going to be difficult.


			      To be continued


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