Date: Sun, 29 May 2022 20:41:37 +0100 From: peter king Subject: Minding Matty (Chapter 3) This story is 100% fictional and any resemblance to anyone living is entirely coincidental. If you enjoy it, please consider donating to Nifty http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You may also enjoy my other stories 'My Name is Samir' in Gay/Adult/Youth and 'Educating Mike" in Gay/Incest Feedback is welcome at pk9000x@gmail.com Minding Matty (Chapter 3) by Peter King After our morning fun, I washed Matty to remove all of his and my cum. He again got an erection as I washed him but I thought that he'd had enough sex for now so, other than a quick wipe with the flannel, I left his cock and his balls untouched. I washed his hole thoroughly, to remove the cum and also the lube we had used. He needed to have his hair washed as it had strands of drying cum stuck in it -- having his prostate played with had triggered a very strong ejaculation. I wrapped Matty in a towel and he sat on the bathroom stool watching me as I showered. Then I dried myself, put on some clothes and helped Matty get dressed. Downstairs Matty flopped on the sofa and watched TV while I retreated to the kitchen and had a coffee. During lunch Matty asked me what it was like to have a cock inside you. I smiled at his assumption that I must know what that's like. I told him that it felt great -- it was a bit more painful at first because a cock is much thicker than a finger but that once it was inside, it felt really nice. "Does the other guy cum while he's inside you?" he asked. "Sometimes" I answered "and you can usually feel it when he does because his cock pulses and you can feel that." "What does it feel like to put your cock inside another guy" was the next question. "Also very nice" I replied "it's warm and tight, and if the other guy squeezes, then it's even tighter but it just feels nice. And if you push in all the way, then your stomach is pushed up against his bum cheeks and that adds to the feeling." "Could we try that" Matty asked. "Which bit" I asked "you fucking me or me fucking you?" At this Matty laughed. "You said a rude work" he said "my mum would tell me off if I said fuck" I laughed too "Well, that's what it's usually called. We could use the word intercourse if you really want to be polite but I think we can talk 'dirty' after all the things we've done together". "Can we try both?" Matty suggested. "I'm happy for you to fuck me" I replied "but I think that my cock is too large for you. It would hurt too much and could even damage you. I think that's something you'll have to try one day with someone your own age, or just wait until you're older and have grown a bit". "Can we do it now?" Matty asked excitedly. "Ah, the vigour of youth" I thought to myself and then repeated out loud. Matty smiled. "Ok" I said "finish lunch and then we'll go upstairs". Lunch disappeared at a record speed and I put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then we walked upstairs together. We went into Matty's bedroom and I undressed first him and then myself. He was already hard. Leaving him there I went into my room and retrieved the lube and a condom from my bag. I believe in the scouting maxim 'be prepared'. I returned to find Matty still standing there, as was his cock. I explained that usually if you're going to fuck someone, you should finger their hole and stretch it a bit so that you can enter more easily. But that as he couldn't use his hands, he could watch me and learn how to do it. "But first" I said "you need to put on a condom". "What's that?" Matty queried. "It's a rubber sleeve that you slip over your cock before you fuck someone. If you were fucking a girl, it would protect her from getting pregnant but, with both girls and boys, it also protects you and them from catching or spreading diseases" I explained. I tore open the packet, checked I was holding the condom the right way round, placed it on the tip of Matty's still hard cock and unrolled it so that it completely encompassed him. I lay down on his bed on my back and raised my knees, exposing my hole. Then, reaching down, I squirted some lube onto my hole and then started to rub around with my fingers. I inserted one finger and pushed it fully in then, withdrawing it a bit, I added another finger and gently expanded my hole until I could slide both fingers in and out. Doing this to myself was arousing enough, and having Matty watch me do it was even more so -- my cock was rock hard at this point. I told Matty that if he had been an adult, then three fingers might be needed but, as he was younger and his cock not as thick as an adult's, that two would be enough this time. Then I turned over and knelt on the end of the bed, positioning myself so my bum was at the same height as Matty's cock and so he could stand at the end of the bed behind me and slide in. "Come stand really close to me so your cock is touching my hole" I instructed Matty. He moved to the foot of the bed and I could feel the tip of his cock against me. I reached down between my legs and gently gripped his cock with my hand. Then I pulled it towards me so that the head just slipped inside me. "Usually you would do this -- holding your cock and pushing it in -- but as you can't use your hands, I've done it for you" I told him. "Now push slowly inwards. If I tell you to stop, do so immediately and just wait a bit until I tell you to continue" I added. Matty slowly pushed himself inside me. His slender cock went in quite easily and I soon felt his body pressing against my buttocks. I reached down with my hand and could feel his body tight against me, his ball sack just behind mine. "Now slide in and out" I told him "do it slowly at first then you can speed up if you like. Do whatever feels best for you". Matty followed my instructions, fucking me gently and then a bit faster and harder. His cock slipped out at one point but I helped him re-insert it. After a couple of minutes I could hear Matty's breathing get harder and then I felt his cock pulsing as he came. He stopped moving and just rested against me, his cock still inside me. "That was amazing" Matty said after he'd regained his breath. He pulled back and slid out of my bum. I turned around and saw Matty's cock slowly deflating, still enclosed by the condom, his cum filling the little bulb at the end of it. I took the condom off him, careful not to spill anything on the carpet. "Let's go in the bathroom and clean up" I said. We walked into the bathroom and I washed his cock with the flannel and then cleaned myself. "Do you need to come" Matty asked, seeing that my cock was still at half mast. I stood by the sink and, taking some soap in my hand, jerked off as Matty watched me. We went back downstairs. Usually when I've been fucked, I feel a bit sore afterwards but Matty's youthful slimline cock hadn't had that effect. I felt great! We sat together on the sofa watching TV. I muted the sound. "Matty," I said "you know that you mustn't say anything about what we've been doing together this week. I'd get into a lot of trouble if anyone knew that we'd had sex together". Matty looked up at me. "Well, I might tell my mum" he said. "I'd much rather you didn't, Matty" I responded in a horrified tone of voice. He burst out laughing. "I promise I won't tell anyone" he said "I don't want anyone to know about it either. Mum and I did once talk about sex and that stuff but it was a while back and we don't talk about it now. I don't think she even knows that I wank.". We exchanged smiles. That evening, during supper, I reminded Matty that this would be my last night at his house -- his mother would be coming home tomorrow. "Can we do something this evening?" Matty asked. "What would you like to do?" I replied. "I really liked it when you sucked me, and maybe I can suck you too?" Matty said. "Ok" I answered 'Sounds like a plan". We walked upstairs and into Matty's bedroom. I undressed him noting that, as usual, he was already hard. Then I took off my clothes and stood in front of him, my cock not fully erect yet but getting there. "How about you suck me first" I suggested "and then I'll suck you afterwards". "Ok" he replied. "I'll lie on the bed and you can kneel beside me" I said and proceeded to lie down. Matty came to the side of the bed and knelt on it. He leaned over so his lips were just above the tip of my cock. He extended his tongue and gave it a tentative lick. At that my cock jerked and reached full mast. Leaning further, Matty took the end of my cock between his lips and lowered his head until about half of it was inside his mouth. Then he lifted his head and my cock slipped out, now wet with his spit. He repeated this three times, each time my cock got even harder. Then he took it into his mouth again and started to lower and raise his head, giving me an amazing blow job. I put my hands on his head, stroking his hair in acknowledgement of the wonderful sensations he was giving me. He carried on for about a minute and I could feel the tension building up inside me. My balls retracted, my breathing got faster and faster and then I erupted, my cum shooting into Matty's mouth. He lifted his head at this, releasing my cock and the last few spurts splashed into my stomach. Matty just knelt there, my cum visible on his lips, some of it dribbling down and dripping from his chin. I lay there for a bit, recovering from the force of my climax. Matty was licking his lips, evidently enjoying the feel and taste of my cum. "Swap places" I stated and we did. Matty's cock was fully extended and I knelt over him and licked his piss slot. Then I ran my tongue over his glans and he shuddered with the sensation on that most delicate spot. Finally I took his cock into my mouth and started to blow him, slowly at first, then a bit faster, then slower again, varying the pace and how hard I squeezed his cock with my lips. With one hand, I cupped his balls and felt the smoothness of his scrotum, the soft ovals of his balls inside. With my other hand I stroked his chest and stomach, lightly flicking at his nipples. Matty lay there, his head slightly raised on the pillow, watching me as I swallowed and then pushed back out his cock. After a short while I felt his balls withdrawing close to his body and his ball sack became shrunken and wrinkled. His tummy was rising and falling as he breathed harder and harder until he started cumming. I kept his cock in my mouth as he shot load after load, most of which went straight down my throat. Finally he finished and I released him, sitting back so he could see my face, his cum evident on my lips and my tongue as I showed him how much I enjoyed it. I lay down on my back next to Matty, my left hand on my cock and balls, my right hand on Matty's. "I really enjoyed that" I said. "So did I" said Matty. We lay there side by side for about five minutes, just enjoying the moment. Matty's soft cock was nestled in the palm of my hand, my fingers gently stroking his balls. After a while, I could see that Matty was starting to drowse. I sat up and Matty's eyes sprung open. "Wash time" I declared and jumped up. Matty sat up and swung his legs over so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Then he stood up and we walked together to the bathroom. I gave him his usual flannel bath, washing all of his body that was not under the plaster. I was extra careful with his cock, his balls, his bum -- all those bits that had given both of us so much pleasure that week. Then I helped him put on his pyjamas and climb into bed. He was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. I stood in his room, watching him sleep, his eyes closed, his breathing light and regular. His smooth cheeks, delicate nose, his face halfway between that of the child he had been and the grown man that he would become. I showered and had an early night -- three sexual episodes in one day had taken it out of me. We woke the following morning to the sound of Clare's key in the front door. Matty jumped out of bed and tore downstairs to greet her. I put some clothes on and followed. Clare was hugging Matty in the hall, her luggage on the floor by the door. I smiled at her and welcomed her home. She asked Matty how his week had been. "Really, really boring" he replied "I can't do anything interesting with these plaster casts on".