Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2021 13:22:22 +0000 From: Trev1949 Subject: Lloyd's New Squeeze-3 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. Please donate to nifty.org (https://donate.nifty.org). It is the only way to keep this site up and running. Gay - Interracial: M+/t+ oral anal - - - - - Lloyd's New Squeeze 3 Officially, I was going to spend the weekend under canvas with John and his father. We were going on a spur-of-the-moment fishing trip, so I stood by the park gates on that Saturday morning holding my rod and fishing tackle. I leaned against the park gates and waited for Earl's car to arrive. He was running late, so I kicked my heels for almost twenty minutes. My head was filled with vivid images of the naked caretaker fucking my submissive body. No hole went unfilled in my black-on-white fantasy. Earl smiled when he spotted me by the gates. He stopped his car and waved me over. I smiled and walked over to his black Morris Minor. "Good to see you, Trev," he said warmly, as I got into the car. "Those shorts look real sexy on you." Earl reached across and gently squeezed my right thigh. I smiled as my cock twitched. "Stow that rod and tackle on the back seat, Trev," he said. "We'll be using your other rod and tackle this weekend." I smiled and dumped the rod and tackle. Earl drove his car out of town; and as he did so, he unzipped his flies and got his cock out. "That's a good boy," he said a few minutes later. "Now stroke it like you usually do. We'll be turning off the main road soon, so let me worry about any nosy drivers until then." The Morris Minor zigzagged through the traffic as I stroked away at Earl's fully exposed cock. Oncoming lorry drivers had the best chance of seeing me at play, but Earl's driving technique kept the car in the fast lane for only minutes at a time. The possibility of being seen was truly exhilarating. I felt so wicked as the lorries sped by. "Shall I get my cock out, Earl?" I asked. "The drivers might want to see it." "No!" he snapped. "The excitement is in the dare and uncertainty. Doing it your way, you might as well hang your cock out the window." "I can do that," I said, giggling. "That'll give the drivers something to talk about." The car turned off the main road and headed for the pond. "Ahh, yes," Earl said. "Now give it a good rub up and down, Trev." Earl looked down at the hand gripping his coal-black manhood. His hand closed around mine and began moving it up and down the full length of his cock, pushing the foreskin over the cock-head and then back again. "Yes, just like that," he sighed. "That feels so good!" He let go of my hand as the car came to a stop. He then relaxed in his seat, content to watch me continue to slide my hand up and down his cock. The stem stuck out of his trousers like a flag pole. "I'm glad you decided to come out with me today," he said. "Yes," I said. "I told my mother that you were John's father, and that the three of us were going fishing today." "Well, that should give us the whole weekend to play around with our rods," he said, laughing. Some ten minutes later, we were both naked and sitting on the grass that surrounded the small pond. The pond was located deep in the Kent countryside, so there was no one around for miles. However, this didn't stop me from nervously looking around, just in case a real angler decided to turn up. "Right, before I start filming you fooling around in the nude," he said, "let's finish off my drive-time wank." I smiled and quickly got between his outstretched legs. I then placed my hand on his cock and began pumping away like billy-o. "Play with my balls, Trev," he said. "That's a good boy." I did as I was told, rolling them around and feeling their weight inside the sac. "Faster, boy. A bit harder and faster... Yes, yes! That's it." I felt his cock thicken and pulse; it began to force my fingers apart, so I gripped him harder in response. Even his ball-sac seemed to grow bigger and tighter as it bounced in the palm of my hand. It felt truly amazing! "Yes! Yes! Keep going, boy," he gasped. "Faster! Don't Stop! Ahhhhh...." Then, as I watched, the cock-head began to swell before my eyes. I then heard a squirting noise as a jet of spunk shot over my left shoulder. Another jet of spunk shot into the air and hit me in the face. I had spunk on my cheeks, nose and lips - I should have stopped stroking and moved aside, but I just knelt there as three more spurts hit me. "Never been splashed like that before, have yer?" I shook my head as Earl began cleaning me up with his handkerchief. "Okay," he said. "Let's get the cine-camera out and see what you look like in the viewfinder." I spent a good two hours wandering aimlessly around the pond, and then walking back and forth to the edge of a wood. Earl took an age to capture my naked arse on film. The Bolex camera was new, so he didn't really know what he was doing. However, he did manage to film me fooling around with my cock a couple of times. ~ ~ ~ After lunch, we got dressed and sat in the car for a while. "All the gear's in the van, Trev," Earl said, smiling. "And that's Sly, my mate, in the driving seat. I've told him all about your acting skills, so he's very keen to meet you." I looked at the van coming towards us and smiled. Sly was in his early thirties and around the same build as Earl. He had a scar on his left cheek and looked pretty fit. He smiled at me in a lecherous kind of way, which sent shivers running up and down my spine. Earl and I got out of the car and climbed into the front of the van as Sly reversed it. "Nice to meet you, Trev," Sly said. "I'm really looking forward to seeing you in the nude." "That's nice to know," I replied, not knowing what else to say. I was sitting between the to two men on a long bench seat. "I like your shorts and t-shirt, Trev," Sly said. "You look real trim in that all-white outfit." "Yes," Earl agreed. "But I don't think he'll be wearing it for long, not once he's in the back of the van." Both men laughed as they patted and squeezed my bare knees. Their touch made my cock stiffen and twitch. I could see Sly looking down at the small bump in my shorts, and when I looked at Earl, he too was looking at it. "That bump looks a little sore, Trev," Sly said. "Open your legs and let me rub it better." I parted my legs and let Sly caress, and then rub, my growing bump. And as he did so, Earl put his hand on my left thigh and squeezed it gently. I stared down at the two adult hands playing with my naughty bits. The excitement I was feeling kept a permanent grin on my face. I was now on cloud nine as the two men fought playfully over my naughty bits. "Hmmm, he's bigger than I imagined," Sly said to Earl. "A good size for a boy of his age." "Yes," Earl said. "He's got a good five inches of cock down there; plus a tight hole between those lovely arse-cheeks. And that mouth of his... Well, it can suck cock all day."