A bright sunny day was perfect for my morning patrol of the length of railway that I was responsible for. I had about three miles to walk first down the Up line and then up the Down line, always facing the trains. I inspected the fastening, made sure all the keys were in place and that there were no heat related problems. I had been dropped off by the van at an access points and was expected to be back at around 2pm. Usually the driver would be a little late having spent his break in a local pub having had few jars. I left my snap in the old hut where I could rest after my walk. This hut is where the old gangs used to spend the free moments before the management reorganised the maintenance of the tracks into larger groups, centrally based. We still patrolled on our own.

 

I'd completed my walk a lot quicker than we are allotted to do this task. Since I'd started this particular length I'd sorted out several longstanding defects and niggardly little jobs that took the time up bodging instead of rectifying. I was now reaping the benefits of my previous work. I was looking forward to spending a couple of hours in the hut reading. I was working my way through the grades so I was spending my spare time learning for the next step in my career.

Having these nice sunny days did have one or two disadvantages but with a little ingenuity could be solved. Our traditional work wear was hob-nailed boots, thick socks, bib and brace overalls covering our normal trousers with a thick shirt and jacket and our yellow mini vests on top. I had done a swap with a lad from another department and acquired an orange boilersuit. The management did not object to my apparel. So today I was dressed in my boots, thin socks and my boilersuit. I did have a pair of briefs under it but that was all. A floppy jungle hat kept the sun off my head and a pair of gloves kept my hands clean.

 

As I approached the hut I checked the time, 12:30, plenty of time for some snap and several chapters of the current book I was reading. British Railway Track is a pretty dry volume to read. Getting one's head around all the complex geometry that makes up the railway track is taking a bit of time. It would be a few days before I was due to have another afternoon with the depot engineer and I was expected to have increased my knowledge of track. I reckoned that I had a couple of hours before being picked up by the driver. My briefs were an oldish pair that had started to be loose around the waist. They had slipped down and did not cover my cock or arse. They did keep me in a state of semi arousal, what with the warm weather and all. Wearing the boilersuit meant I couldn't get at them to pull them up. Having left my tools at the side of the track I started to get my arms out of the boilersuit. I opened the door to the hut with most of my upper body exposed. Due to my loose undie's my cock was also clearly on display. To be honest, I was sporting a semi hardon and had contemplated a quick wank before I had my snap. We always kept some nudy books in the hut for a bit of light relief.

 

Having just come in from the bright sunlight into a darkened hut I was a little blind. We never had windows in these huts as the local yobs would soon smash them. We also never locked them or kept tools in there. I was gentle stroking my cock in anticipation of a satisfying wank when I heard a noise from the end of the hut. I looked at the table we had there and saw, to my utter astonishment, two bodies laying naked on the table. They were lying with their bums touching in the middle of the table with their heads at either end. Their legs were intertwined one leg over the others leg. I was so gobsmacked I went to the table and looked closely at the join. It was then I realised that the bodies were two boys, probably from the local grammar school that boarders the railway. One boy had his hand round both of their hard cocks, frozen in mid wank. Just like my own hand was. I was so intrigued at their ingenuity I just had to have a closer look. I bent over their cocks and saw how they were a similar length of about 5 to 6 inches, not too much hair on them with two nice sets of balls below. Both of them had precum leaking out of their piss slits. I was so turned on at this sight I just lowered my head stuck out my tongue and licked. Their precum was each slightly different in taste but very sweet tasting. My actions seemed to have relaxed the boy holding the cocks as he started to slowly wank them. I kept up my licking and the boy wanking got a little more enthusiastic. I'd sucked of plenty of guys in my time. Some were considerably larger and more than half were smaller than these two cocks before me. It had not been since I was in school myself that I had sucked any very young cocks. What the hell, I thought, as I plunged my mouth down over these two, rock-hard young teenage cocks. I spent the next five to ten minutes sucking and licking either one or both of the boys. It was the one who had not been doing the wanking that showed the first signs of shooting his load. From the moans he was making I knew he was going to cum soon. I was right and received first a mouth full and as I lifted off him, a face full. This was very soon repeated by the second boy cumming. My face was covered in the boy's spunk, and I loved it. Both boys were now lying flat out on the table recovering from what they told me later was the biggest cum so far in their young lives.

As was my usual custom, I went to give the first cummer a kiss. He was a little hesitant and found out afterwards that he'd eaten spunk before, including his own but had never kissed anyone other than his parents. A quick wipe of my face and sucking the fingers gave me some more spunk to give the other boy a kiss. He was much more enthusiastic about kissing and receiving some of his own and his friend's spunk. My own cock was fully hard and dripping precum from the end. I helped my too young wank partners up off the table and had them sit on my knees. We had a little chat about what they had been doing, why here and where did they learn to lie like that. George was the slightly older of the two, Andy being the one who had let George do all the wanking. George told me that he had been shown by one of the teachers at a previous school that had an after-school boys club where we played with each other and the teacher took photos. With then sat upon my knees I had the opportunity to caress both boys' backs which eventually worked down to their arses. When my fingers went to George's bumhole he moaned like a whore. He lent towards me and started kissing and licking my face and neck. Andy seeing his mate getting spunk off my face joined in from the other side. This had the obvious effect on my already hard as iron cock. It wanted to be buried deep inside one of these two boys' tight little arses. I got the boys to stand up and stood myself. I want to fuck you two boys so who wants to be the first one to have this inside them. I was waiving my 8-inch cock at them. Andy seemed a little apprehensive and said, "it's so large it will never fit in me". "Right George looks like you're going to have it then" I replied. He seemed quite all right with that, in fact he was positively drooling at my cock. Andy, you'll have to get him ready to take my cock. I turned and pushed George over the table end and then pulled Andy to kneel between his legs. I forced Andy's face closer to his friend's arse and told him to lick it. He was a bit reluctant at first but when I asked him if he wanted to change places with George and be fucked he relented and lick his friend. I told him to get his hole really wet and to stick his tongue right in. After having him rim for a few minutes I pushed him out of the way and knelt down, parting George's cheeks I gave him an adult rimming. God, he tasted so sweet.

I told Andy to lie face up on the table and then got George to climb up and got them in to the classic 69 position. George had his mates cock in his mouth almost immediately. Andy took a little time but he too was soon sucking on his friend's cock. I lined my cock up on to George's hole and pushed. It was obvious that George had been fucked before as my cock slipped in with little or no discomfort to either of us. I was blessed with a pair of low hanging balls and these added extra pleasures as they were dragged back and forth over Andy's face. I knew that even if I blew my wad into George I would be able to give Andy the same treatment after a short while. George did receive a fair quantity of my spunk deep in his rectum. I didn't spend a great deal of time fucking him. I was so horny after sucking these boys off and their kissing and licking spunk off my face I was soon ready to cum. George received several blasts of my spunk before I pulled out of him and gave Andy a face full.

 

When I had regained my breath, I stood up and helped both boys off the table. George was in a state of high arousal and started to wank himself off again. Why waste your spunk on the floor when I've got the perfect place for it. You want to suck it again. Oh! no why don't you fuck me instead. His reply was simply, can I. So! I bent over the table, had Andy lie across my back and hold my arse cheeks apart and George the plunged his cock deep into me. There was no gentleness only raw hard fucking. Whilst it didn't last overly long I thoroughly enjoyed having a young hard cock pounding away through my sphincter. All too soon he shot his spunk deep into me. As I was recovering from my fucking, I was surprised when Andy jumped off my back and soon had his own cock pounding away at my arse. He lasted a bit longer than George. He was also a lot more thoughtful in his fucking. I felt him quicken his pace as he got closer. He was a little more aggressive in his cumming, calling me allsorts of filthy names and generally letting me know how lucky I was to be fucked by him. I felt his cock expand as he shot his spunk deep into me. The only person left with no spunk in his arse was Andy. I soon rectified that. He was still coming down after his first deep arse spunking when I forced him over the table end, parted his cheeks and drove my cock deep into him. He was tight. He definitely screamed as I took his virginity. He soon got used to it and was soon moaning with sexual pleasure as I fucked him hard. All too soon, I blasted his insides with a load of spunk. I gave it him all, except for a couple of weak spurts that I gave to George when I trust my cock down his throat straight from his friend's arse.

We all sat on the bench relaxing in post coital bliss. Somewhere along the way I had lost my clothes. We sat round chatting in the nude talking, mainly about sex. I shared my lunch with them. We all had a mutual wank before getting dressed again. I did make sure that I licked all the spunk off them before sending them back to school. I did get them to lick each other's spunk filled arses before they left. My own got a quick lick from each and I also got a promise that if they could make it they would come back next week. At the appointed time, I walked back to the access gate. It was not long before I felt the combined spunk from my two much too young fuck partners begin to run down my inner thighs. It felt so incredibly filthily sexy that I just had to have a quick wank before I reached the access point. Luckily the van arrived after a few minutes giving me time to look normal.