Date: Thu, 17 May 2018 07:44:50 +0000 (UTC)
From: Peter Brown <badboi666@btinternet.com>
Subject: Queen Mary Bell Boys Chapter 50

Queen Mary Bell-boys by badboi666

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Chapter 50

We drew the next lot of cards.  Sam lost and was the first to take off his
pants.  We'd all seen his cock before, most of us many times, and had been
intimately connected to it.  Nevertheless in the surroundings of the game
it was a charged moment.  Sam made a meal of taking off his pants, turning
with his back to us and slowly lowering them over his hips.  He wiggled his
arse and when his pants were at his ankles he stepped out of them, turning
round to reveal an erect cock, his pubes shaved, his foreskin covering the
treasure underneath.  We all clapped.  Sam sat down.  "You're allowed to
pass on the next three draws," said Larry, who (like the rest of us) was
keen to see more losers losing their modesty.  The next draw saw Jakey lose
his vest, then Phil lost and had to bare himself.  He did so with far less
ceremony than Sam had done, keen to get to the interesting part of the
proceedings.  On the next draw Jakey lost again.  How would he deal with
exposing himself on stage, as it were, when all his previous disrobings had
been part of a mass let's-get-our-clothes-off-and-mess-about session.

To do him justice Jakey did well.  He had watched Sam closely and his
performance was even sexier.  He turned round, he wiggled his hips, his
pants slid to the ground, but unlike Sam he didn't step out of them.
Instead he bent down from the waist, allowing us to see into his smooth
inviting crack.  Before taking his pants off he allowed his hands to rest
on his arse cheeks, and they were briefly drawn apart, and a final wiggle
of his hips signalled the end of the show.  Esau whistled.  "Wow! Jakey,
even I fancy you after that."

The next two draws saw Alan and Andrew naked.  The twins had seen, and
indeed sucked, their cocks, but again the spectacle of what to them was
almost an adult man's erect cock emerging from his pants had a mesmerising
effect on them.  Then Sam lost.  "Ah!" said Larry, "you now have to pay a
forfeit.  I will blindfold you and two of us will stand in front of you.
You have to suck both cocks and decide whose they are.  If you get one of
them right you can choose the next person's forfeit."  This could get
interesting, I thought, and I wondered who would choose the two lucky
sacrificial victims.  Larry blindfolded Sam and said, "all I'm telling you
is that the two are both boys."

Larry pointed to Esau and me, and motioned that I should pull my foreskin
back.  "OK," he said.  Sam knelt down and Esau's hard cock was soon in his
mouth.  "Mmm, nice," murmured San, "I detect Yankee cock."  Larry asked how
he knew.  "Dry cockhead, but still nice.  Not sure whether it's Jakey or
Esau though."  He fumbled his way across to me and took me in.  "Ah! that's
English cock with its nice tasty head - I've tasted this one before."  Many
times, I thought.  Sam slurped, taking his time.  At last he leant back to
pronounce his findings.  "Each cock belongs to a twin, but I'm not sure
which, so I'm going to guess.  Jakey and Patrick."  When he heard whoops
Sam took off the blindfold.  "I got one right!" he exclaimed happily.

The game resumed.  Larry, Tim and Esau still had two things on, while Ryan,
Charlie and I had just our pants.  "The naked ones don't have to draw the
next six games," he said, "we need to get down to the interesting stuff."
That speeded things up and by the end of the six games Larry, Charlie and I
were in our naked glory while Ryan, Tim and Esau were all tenting their
pants.

Those who had been sitting out the later draws had, not unnaturally, been
more interested in the cocks in their near vicinity, and the game rather
fizzled out as the rest of us, stimulated by the build-up, felt that the
time for a more exciting game had arrived.  The last remaining items of
clothing were discarded.  "Your strip was really sexy, Jakey," said Sam,
"it was much better than mine."  "Well, I'm younger and sexier, Sam,
that'll be why."  "You may be younger, but mine's bigger.  Do you want to
try it?"

So far Sam's only contact with American cock had been with Esau's - well,
that's not counting American cock on Queen Mary.  And the only person to
have fucked Jakey was me.  While my cock is fine by me, it's not in Sam's
8-inch league, so Jakey was faced with a dilemma.  A boy of 13 whose queer
hormones were surging as his were would be keen to have all that up him,
but a boy of 13 nevertheless only had so much capacity up his arse, however
attractive the offered cock might look.  Jakey decided that a close
examination of Sam's cock might help him decide, so he got on the bed
beside Sam and held the 8-incher in his hand.  "It's awful big, Sam," he
said.  Sam smiled, "but it's awful good, Jakey; why don't we try the first
few inches and see how we get on?  I promise to stop if you tell me to."
Jakey and Esau had fooled about with us often enough to know that we could
be trusted not to go further than they were comfortable with, so Jakey
nodded, "OK.  But I want to get to know it better before it disappears.
Once it's been up my ass I won't want to lick it."  "Can't think why not,"
said Tim but, as we know, his boundaries are way out of sight over the
nearest hill.

Jakey bent and took Sam's cock into his mouth, lovingly rolling his tongue
and lips along its length and gently rolling the foreskin back with his
lips.  "Hey, you guys, Jakey is a champion cocksucker," said Sam, "where
did you learn how to do that with a foreskin?"  Jakey was too busy to
reply, but Esau ventured to suggest that it might be "just natural Yankee
enterprise," an expression doubtless picked up from his father, although
perhaps not in the context of the skill being shown by Jakey.

"Don't get him near coming, Jakey," warned Ryan, "we want to see a proper
fucking."

While, like everyone else (particularly Esau, I imagined), I was keen to
see Jakey swallow up Sam's 8 inches I was worried that he might be biting
off more than he could chew, as it were.  Mine was the only cock that had
ventured into that nice tight welcoming space, and Sam's cock was a good
few inches bigger than mine.  "I think you need to get warmed up by
something a little less likely to poke your teeth out," I said, "you've had
me all right, but going from me to Sam is a big step.  Why not let Andrew
pave the way?"  Andrew was all for this idea, and Jakey seemed to be happy
to be fucked by anybody, so it was agreed that Andrew would be the next to
be granted admission.

"You've only been fucked by an Englishman," said Andrew as he got into
position, "prepare for a Scots invasion.  We do it from behind, so get on
all fours."  The rest of us knew that this was nonsense, but it made sense
for Jakey to experience both ways.  Andrew arranged Jakey as he wanted him,
allowing maximum viewing potential.  "Come on, Esau," he said, "get up
close to see your brother being mercilessly raped."  "Raped, schmaped,"
said Jakey, "I'm a willing participant, a keen one already, so let's see
some action."

Andrew grinned.  "I like you Jakey, you'll make some lucky guy a wonderful
husband.  Now stand by for boarding."  Andrew was going to enjoy this.  He
had positioned Jakey near the edge of the bed, so was easily able to kneel
on the floor and give the flawless 13-year-old arse the attention it
deserved, and indeed sought.  Andrew's tongue tip touched Jakey just where
his wrinkled scrotum met the smooth crack between his arse cheeks.  That
put his nose at Jakey's arsehole.  "You smell of boy, of pure sexy boy," he
said quietly, "you are a real turn-on," and he started to lick long
languorous licks up along the pure sexy boy's crack.  Jakey wriggled,
trying to urge Andrew on, but his tormentor wasn't going to be rushed.
Andrew put out his hand and Larry put the grease into it.  Andrew's fingers
were coated and one was gently inserted.  "Oh fuck, yes," murmured Jakey,
"something's inside me at last.  If that's a finger it would like a friend
beside it."  His wish was immediately granted.  Esau, with a ringside seat,
was impressed.  "I saw you trying to put a carrot in a few weeks ago, but
this is far better."  There were several reasons why this would have been
so: there's no grease on a carrot, there's no cock on a carrot waiting to
take the carrot's place, the carrot isn't inserted with quite the same
build-up as a strip game with ten other naked participants, carrots can't
hunt about inside for prostates ... "Ah!" cried Jakey, "it's that magic
button thing, oh fuck!"  The "oh fuck" was because Andrew had whipped his
fingers out.  Very shortly afterwards Jakey's repeated "oh fuck", delivered
this time with quite a different tone of voice, was because cock had now
replaced carrot.

Andrew was careful, but Jakey was able to take all of his 6 or so inches
with no apparent discomfort - indeed the noises he was making could only be
interpreted as growls of pleasure interspersed with occasional cries of
encouragement - "yes yes", "oh fuck, that's good", and more in the same
vein.  Andrew, fucking without restraint by this time, had enough energy to
mutter "somebody do him, for God's sake."  We had all been so interested in
what was going on (and in) at Jakey's arse that his cock had been
forgotten.  Andrew knew that if Jakey came while Andrew was still inside
the squeezing in the boy's arse would work wonders on Andrew.  Esau, the
nearest as well as the dearest, was the obvious candidate.  "Suck him off,
Esau," said Tim.  Esau wriggled under Jakey and was soon in action.  Jakey
indicated his great appreciation of the benefits he was receiving from
Andrew and his brother.  "Oh Jesusjesusjesus I've died and gone to heav-,"
but he got no further as his apparent arrival in heaven was announced by a
yell as he came copiously into Esau's mouth.  Esau swallowed ... and
swallowed ... and swallowed again as Jakey just kept on giving.  "Andrew
must be pumping it out of him," said Alan.  Andrew was indeed pumping, but
the finishing line was only seconds away.  "Aaah!" and it was Jakey's turn
to get filled.  Andrew pulled the boy even further onto his cock as it
pulsed jet after jet.

"I reckon now's the time for you, Sam," I said, "while he's hot and full of
the best grease there is".  Sam laughed.  "OK.  Get on your back, Jakey,
this time it's for real.  Out of there, Andrew." Andrew withdrew, his cock
creamy.  "Who's going ..." but he got no further.  My devoted brother,
devoted, that is to hoovering up spunk, was at his task already.  The
flavouring of Andrew's spunk with Jakey's arse juices didn't stop him.
Meanwhile Jakey had turned over.  Spunk oozed from his arse, running slowly
down his crack.  His eyes were shining.  He grinned an evil grin at Sam.
"More, more, I need more," he said with a smile.

As Sam lifted Jakey's knees he said, "I'm from Wales.  We do it deeper than
the others do.  All the way?"  Jakey nodded.  "All at once?"  Jakey's
hesitation before he nodded could not have lasted more than a fraction of a
second.  "OK, here comes," said Sam and placed his cock at the spunky
entrance to Jakey's rear.

Sam had not said anything to Jakey about how fast penetration was to be
accomplished, but those of us who had seen (or felt) Sam knew that slow was
his preferred method, and so it was with Jakey.  The boy had been expecting
a savage thrust, hurting no doubt, but if he was careful it wouldn't have
shown.  Instead he felt Sam enter.  He felt his arse ring stretched as
another Limey cock started to fuck him.  He felt an inch ... another inch
... more inches that ever before ... god! this was good ... fuck! ... aaah!
... he felt Sam's belly pressed hard against his own ass cheeks.  It must
be all the way in!  Wow!  I never thought I could take it all ... it's so
hot, filling me up ... oh fuck! it feels so good ... I could just die from
happiness ... oh god he's fucking me ... oh oh oh.  And without any
warning, or anyone anywhere near his cock Jakey came again, not a lot, but
definitely enough to be worth scooping up (Tim was beaten by Esau) and Sam
came too.  Multiple sighs and groans greeted these simultaneous orgasms.
When Sam pulled out the ocean of accumulated spunk which rolled out of
Jakey was a sight for wonder.  Esau professed to have spent the best 15
minutes of his life just watching.  Jakey's view about the preceding
quarter of an hour was not dissimilar.

"Right, you guys," said Phil, "go swim and get all that stuff off you.  We
three have sat watching long enough.  Judging from the state of our cocks
(all three were erect) we men need to get our rocks off right now.  There's
four of you Queen Mary types and Esau.  He gets to choose which of you four
he wants to do things with and we four will each fuck one of the rest.
Esau, it's your call, kid."  Esau was relieved that one of the men wasn't
going to insist on fucking him.

Esau was faced with a choice: would he want to get it on with Charlie or
Alan, or one of the Mulloys?  Until now only I had fucked him, although Sam
and both of the As had had the pleasure of oral sex with the 13-year-old.
Was Esau as adventurous as Jakey in the choice of sex partners, or would he
stick with the ones he knew?  Would he choose to be fucked?  If not, and he
couldn't be blamed given the unfortunate attempt at his cherry by Tim, what
activity would he wish to enjoy?

"What's it to be, Esau?" said Charlie, the possessor (as Sam wasn't in the
running) of the largest cock still on offer.  Charlie had decided,
correctly, that his was still too threatening and therefore he could
properly act as an impartial chairman of the proceedings at hand.  Esau
remembered the ecstasy Jakey had shown only minutes earlier.  "I want to be
fucked by Alan," he said, "but only if he's gentle."  "We're all gentle,"
said Charlie, "until the moment when you shout you want it harder."  Esau
smiled, remembering Jakey again.  "Yeah" was all he said.

"Good choice, Esau," said Phil, "we'll watch you and Alan, and that'll get
us elderly types fired up to do our duty with these three."  Esau, still
not on all fours with the to him new experience of naked adults teasing
him, wasn't sure whether to laugh at this or not.  "Come on, Esau, he's
pulling your leg," said Tim, "he won't bite."  "Unless you beg for it,
Tim," said Phil, "you're mine, by the way."  I knew Ryan was likely to
choose Charlie, and I was glad that they were forming a bond outside the
galley as well as within it.  That meant that I was to be ravished by Larry
- always a happy event.


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The fun continues in Chapter 51 as we continue to play, and later to
celebrate Thanksgiving Day in upstate New York.  The photographs in Queen
Mary 2 are real.  I saw them while making a transatlantic crossing a few
months ago, and the boy I describe as "me" is really cute.  I'm sure he had
adventures ...

Drop me a line at badboi666@btinternet.com - that is after you've dropped
nifty a few quid.
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