Date: Thu, 02 Nov 2006 21:18:25 +0000 From: Pink Panther Subject: 'Some Other Blues' Chapter 5. This story is a work of erotic fiction. If reading erotic fiction is illegal where you live, please leave this page now. If you are under age for reading this type of material, please leave this page now. This story contains scenes of sexual interaction involving both underage boys and older guys. If this is not what you wish to read, please leave this page now. The story, which runs to 14 chapters, is already complete. I will be posting a chapter each week until it concludes, which will be just after Christmas. Feedback, including constructive criticism, is more than welcome and I always reply to it. To send comments, or for pictures of the boys in the story, please e-mail : pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk and I will reply as soon as I can. 5 I'm on the bus heading into town when I realise that there's something I forgot to do. I meant to go home and change my underpants before going to meet Steve, but I didn't. Jon and I hung out playing on his computer till quarter past ten and by then it was time to go. Well, if there was any doubt about whether Steve would know that I've been fucked, there can't be much now; he's bound to realise what's happened. So I'll just tell him the truth; there's nothing much else I can do. 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Steve's sitting on the edge of his bed, slowly undressing me. He gently removes my shorts. I'm down to my pale blue underpants. This is it. He slowly pulls them down; he notices straight away that I've made a mess in them. His hand reaches between my legs, his finger going straight onto my boy-hole. He looks up at me. "Hmm! I thought I was the only one enjoying your charms, young man. It looks like I'm not." I sit down next to him on the bed. "Yeah, well I've been doing stuff with one of my mates from school for a couple of months, my best mate actually; I just haven't told you before." "Really? So where was he the day I met you then?" "On holiday in Spain; his family's got more money than us, there's no way we could afford to do that. Anyway with him away on holiday I was getting so horny I decided to go and hang out in town; that's why I was there." "Sounds reasonable. So is he cute like you then?" "Yeah! He's really fit, man! He's bigger than me, well taller anyway. All the girls want to go out with him, but they don't want to. you know, so he gets horny too. That's how it started. We were in my bedroom one afternoon after school while mum was still at work. We were talking about stuff. I could see he'd got a hard-on. So anyway we took our clothes off and I gave him a blow-job. He loved it!" He ruffles my hair. "I bet he did! Big cock?" "Bigger than mine, nowhere like your size though." "So he can cum then?" "Oh yeah!" "Sounds wonderful!" "Yeah, well we've been mates since before we started school. He's a great kid." "Right, so he's your boyfriend then?" "Sort of, I guess. He wouldn't say that; he says he's straight. I don't care; he's always looked after me at school and that. I love doing stuff with him anyway." "Looked after you?" "Stopped other kids picking on me." "Oh, right!" "Yeah, when we started at Moor Grange two years ago there was this big fat kid started picking on me, telling me I had to give him money and stuff or he'd stuff my head down the toilet. He was bullying other kids too. Jon beat the shit out him." "Jon? That's your mate, yeah?" "Yeah. Short for Jonathan." "Sounds like a good kid, standing up for you like that." "Yeah. He's great at sport, especially soccer and running. He runs for Beechwood Harriers. I'm not; I'm useless at sport." "Well that's really cool. I was just a bit worried when I saw, well." "Yeah, I knew you'd be wondering if I'd been doing it with another older guy, but I haven't, honestly. I wouldn't do that. I don't need to when I've got you." "So what happened with you and Jon since the last time I saw you?" "Thursday afternoon, we were messing about as usual. Jon was sucking my dick and pushing his finger up my bum. Well, I'd been really worried about you, you know, doing it to me. I suddenly thought, well, he's not as big as you so it wouldn't hurt so much. So anyway, I rolled onto my tummy with the pillow under me so my bum was sticking up, you know, like the guy in that vid you showed me. Jon asked if I wanted him to fuck me so I said yes." "And did it hurt?" "Yeah! When he first stuck it in it was like he's stuck a red hot poker up my bum! But once he got started." "Once he got started you loved it!" "Yeah. He did too." "Wow! That is awesomel! I'd love to have been a fly on the wall while that was going on! So has he just done it that once?" "No. Last night I slept over at his house. His mum and dad and his two sisters were out for the evening. He fucked me pretty much as soon as I got there, then when we went to bed we did it again. And you know what? I spunked! I actually did it! It was awesome!" "Wow! That's great! I knew you were going to cum pretty soon!" "Yeah, well I thought he'd fuck me again when we woke up this morning, but he was worried about waking someone so we just sucked each other off. I spunked in his mouth!" "He let you cum in his mouth and he reckons he's not gay?" "Yeah, that's what I thought, but he said it wouldn't be fair after I'd let him fuck me. I don't know; I don't care really." "You love him, don't you?" "Yeah, I guess." "Well that's cool; I don't have a problem with that. So are you ready for me to fuck you now?" "Yeah." Steve quickly strips his clothes off and joins me on the bed. We start kissing, our tongues going everywhere. Straight away Steve has his finger up my bum, lubing me up. After a few minutes we stop kissing. Steve puts his head on my tummy and plunges down on my cock. It feels awesome. The one finger up my bum is joined by a second one. Their job done, the fingers slide out. "You ready, babe?" he enquires. "Yeah." "So did Jon have you on your tummy every time he fucked you?" I shake my head. "When I went there last night he had me bent over his computer desk, then when we went to bed we were both lying on our side with him spooned up behind me." "So he was always behind you, then?" "Yeah. How else do you do it?" "I'll show you. This is the best way, especially if you're not used to it. Pull your legs up so your knees are by your shoulders." I do as he says. He places a towel underneath me then kneels up on the bed and moves into position, his cock nuzzling against my bum- hole. "Your bum's much more relaxed like this," he whispers gently. He leans forward a little. "Okay, push out like you're having a shit." With one thrust he's inside me. Wow! He is big! He's stretching me far more than Jonathan does. The pain is excruciating. "Relax, babe," he coos, "Just try to relax; it'll feel really good soon." I look up at him, his beautiful big cock implanted in my bum. Wow! He is so fit! Gradually the pain eases. Steve grips me just above the knees and pushes slowly forwards, his cock thrusting deeper into my bum. He stops and pulls back slightly. After a short pause he pushes in again. His cock grinds over my prostate. The pressure is so intense I'm almost delirious with excitement. He pulls back and does it a third time, going in even deeper. It hurts; actually it hurts like hell, but it's got me so horny I simply don't care. Another pause followed by one final thrust and I've got the whole thing, Steve's pubes squished up against my bum. "Are you okay, babe?" he asks quietly, smiling down at me. "You are beautifully tight!" I nod. Actually my bum feels like it's on fire but we're about to get to the best bit; there's no way I want him to stop now. He pulls back and begins to fuck me with long, deliberate strokes. The mixture of pain and pleasure is just indescribable. Gradually he builds the pace up. My cock twitches violently without either of us touching it. He'll only have to fondle it for a few seconds and I'll cum all over myself, but he doesn't, leaving me right on the brink. I smile up at him; covered in a sheen of perspiration he looks fitter than ever. Suddenly his breathing becomes very ragged. "Oooh! Oooohh!!" he gasps. "Oh, I'm gonna cum!! Take it!! Nnnngg!! Nnnnnggg!!! Aaaarrrggghhhhh!!!!" His grip tightens on my thighs, his whole length disappearing inside me, spunk flooding over and over into my bum. After what feels like ages he carefully pulls out. He's cum loads, way more than Jonathan does. He gently lowers my legs and plunges right down on me, sucking my twitching cock like it's the last chance he'll ever get. The sensations in my dick are unbelievable; I last barely ten seconds. I writhe around on the bed as I'm hit by the wildest muscle spasms ever. I fart violently, I just can't stop myself, Steve's cum spluttering out onto the towel. A moment later my little drops of spunk come surging through my cock and spurt into his mouth. He licks up every drop then lets me go. I'm so out of breath it takes me nearly a minute to recover. "Uhhh!! I gasp. "Fuckin' awesome! Sorry, I need the bathroom." "Go on then!" Steve says gently, still grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "That was amazing! Wow! You are the sexiest, horniest, most beautiful kid on this entire planet!" As I get off the bed I fart again, Steve's spunk dribbling down between my legs. I sit on the toilet and feel it all run out of me. Very gingerly I try to wipe my bum. It's pretty sore, but not as bad as after the first time Jon fucked me. I manage to clean up, more or less, and make my way back to Steve's bedroom. He's lying on the bed. "Come here, beautiful!" he breathes. I lie down next to him. We spend the next fifteen minutes just kissing and cuddling without saying a word. Once we've finished here we'll go out for lunch then he'll buy me something really special, but I wouldn't care if he didn't give me anything at all. We finally did it and I loved it to bits, just like he said I would. 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 I'm on my way over to Steve's place. It's been two weeks and there hasn't been more than a couple of days when I've not been fucked by either Jon or Steve. Jon's still not into kissing me; it's like it's the ultimate taboo. If he fucks me, he's getting his rocks off. If he sucks my dick, he's just being fair, returning the favour. Kissing me would be different. He'd have to admit that he's gay too, well a bit gay anyway. I guess he's just not ready for that. He hasn't mentioned Steve again either. I know he doesn't like the idea of me going with Steve, but he knows I'm safe and I'm not doing it just for the money so he doesn't say anything. I thought he might ask if I've let Steve fuck me yet, but he hasn't. I've thought about telling him what Steve said about watching him fucking me, but somehow I know he wouldn't like that, so I haven't said anything. "I've got a surprise for you today," Steve says quietly, grinning across at me and patting my thigh. "What's that, then?" I ask. "Wait till we get back to mine; you'll soon find out!" I've no idea what he's talking about, but we'll be at his apartment in a few minutes so I won't have long to wait. When we arrive, there's no sign of anything unusal. "So where's the surprise?" I ask. "Just be patient!" Steve says, smiling warmly. "You'll soon know." We flop down on the sofa and start kissing and fondling much the same as we always do. Suddenly the bell rings. Steve picks up the intercom and buzzes someone into the building. A moment later he goes to the door, returning accompanied by a good looking guy who I'd take to be a few years older than he is, and a boy of about my age dressed in board shorts and a black tee-shirt. Steve's right about one thing; this is a total surprise. He never mentioned anything about bringing anyone else in on the act. "Arron," Steve says brightly. "Meet Paul, an old friend of mine, and this is Paul's nephew Daniel." "Hi!" I say, grinning nervously. Steve and Paul disappear into the kitchen; Daniel plops down on the sofa. He's slightly shorter than me and heavily tanned, with spiky brown hair and the cheekiest grin I've ever seen. Next to him I look like an angel. "So how long have you been going with Steve?" he asks. "A few weeks, why?" "Just wondered. Were you doing it before that?" "Sort of, I'd been messing about with one of my mates from school for about a month, I guess, you know, sucking him off and that. So what about you?" "Oh, I've been doing with Paul for about two years," he says casually. I raise an eyebrow. "Two years? So how old are you, then?" "Twelve; you're thirteen, aren't you?" "Yeah." Shit! That means he started having sex with this guy when he was ten. At that age I wouldn't have had a clue. It's like I'm suddenly playing in a completely different league. "You like being fucked, then?" he asks quietly, giving me a quick burst of that cheeky grin. "Yeah, do you like that?" "Yeah, it's awesome!" he tells me. "I like to fuck too!" The cheeky grin hits me at full power. Wow! So this horny little sod is going to want to fuck me! Somehow that's less of a surprise than it might have been. I hadn't exactly planned on this, but I'm not saying no. He's a hot looking kid anyway, why should I? Steve and Paul re-emerge from the kitchen. "Are you cool, then?" Steve enquires. "Sure, we're cool, aren't we Arron?" Daniel replies confidently. All four of us gravitate towards Steve's bedroom, Daniel and I squatting on the bed, Paul and Steve sitting on the two armchairs. So Daniel and I are going to have sex while Paul and Steve watch. I'm as nervous as fuck. Daniel reaches out to help me remove my soccer shirt. I guess he can feel how tense I am. "Just relax," he whispers. "Forget they're here; just enjoy yourself!" It seems like good advice. My soccer top slides off; Daniel's tee- shirt follows. His chest and back are as tanned as the rest of him. Our board shorts quickly follow. Under his shorts Daniel's wearing a pair of tight spandex trunks. His cock's stuffed down one leg. My eyes are out on stalks! He's got a monster! I help him pull them down. His cock springs up against his tummy. It's nearly as big as Steve's! On a little scrawny kid like him it looks massive! "Fuck, man! Nice cock!" I whisper breathlessly, unable to take my eyes off it. "Yeah, I've always had a big one, haven't I Paul?" he says proudly, addressing his question to his uncle sitting quietly in the corner. He doesn't get an answer, but I guess he doesn't need one. "So can you cum, then?" I ask. "Yeah, cum all over the place when Paul fucks me! Can you?" "Yeah, cum a bit, not much though." Daniel removes my underpants and pulls me over on top of him. Our lips meet. It's the first time I've kissed another boy; it feels awesome. It's totally different from kissing Steve, the feel of it, the smell; the smell especially: hot, horny boy. Our lips pressed hard together, Daniel's tongue wrestling with mine as it explores over my teeth. Shit! I had no idea kissing could be as wild as this! Our hands are going everywhere. Daniel's body is beautifully firm and his skin silky smooth, just like Jon's. I didn't think anyone could get me going more than Jon and Steve do, but he's managing it and then some. I snake around so that I can suck his beautiful dick. He manoeuvres me into position so he can return the favour. With us being almost the same height it works much better than doing it with Jon. I'm right down on him and he's right down on me; it just feels completely natural, like we were made for it. The sensations in my cock are amazing; this kid sure knows how to give blowjobs! I push down on him, the head of his cock going right down my throat. I know we could make each other cum just doing this, but that's not what I want; I'm pretty sure it's not what Daniel wants either. I back off a little. Daniel's fingers are up my bum, working some lube into me. Wow! Am I looking forward to what's coming next! We let each other go. "Get on all fours," Daniel whispers. I do as he says. I've never done it this way before, but that just makes it seem even more exciting. Daniel pulls my bum-cheeks apart. "Fuck, man!" he giggles. "I can see you've been getting plenty!" I glance back between my legs. Daniel's sitting back on his heels, lubing up his cock. He screws the top back onto the tube and moves in behind me. I'm so used to this now I know exactly what to do. As he pushes forwards I relax my bum. His cock slides right into me in one smooth motion, his beautifully firm body colliding with my bum. "Wow! You certainly know how to take cock!" he comments. "Still nice and tight though!" He sets to work, his cock slamming repeatedly over my prostate like I can't believe. He's not touching my cock but I'm still very close to cumming. He beats me to it. In less than a minute he's gasping like an old steam engine. "Oh! Oh!! Yeah! Oh fuck!! Nnnngg!! Nnnnnnggg!! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!" He holds me tight around the thighs, rope after rope of his thick, creamy spunk flooding into my bum. He's cum gallons! After I few seconds he slowly pulls out. I'm about to head off to the bathroom, but before I have a chance to move I've got Paul all over me. He turns me onto my back and lifts my legs. I hadn't noticed him getting undressed but he's now completely naked. He is big; his cock's about an inch longer than Steve's and thicker too. "Looked like you enjoyed that!" he whispers, smiling down at me. "You were well into it!" He moves into position. I just try to stay relaxed; it will hurt like hell if I tense up at all. One determined thrust and he gets it in right up to his balls. I do okay, but it's still quite painful. "Beautiful little bum!" he breathes. "You are so tight!" As he starts to fuck me I glance across. Daniel is in the same position as me with Steve giving him a right royal seeing-to. That doesn't seem quite right, somehow, not that I'm in any position to argue. Meanwhile I've got other things to think about. I was pretty close before Paul started on me; with him fucking me like he is I'm going to cum in no time. Sure enough, within thirty seconds I'm squirming around and shaking like a leaf, three or four little jets of spunk squirting onto my tummy. That just seems to make Paul fuck me even harder. Five minutes pass; I look up at him. He's a good looking guy and he's got a beautiful cock, but somehow this wasn't what I wanted. He picks the pace up, really going for it. Suddenly he plunges his whole length into me a stops moving. "Nng! Nnnngg!! Nnnnnggg!!!" Paul's cock swells and jerks violently inside my bum, his spunk spurting over and over deep inside me. There's a long pause. "Oh yessssss!!" he breathes. Very carefully he withdraws. I'm as sore as hell. Very gingerly I get off the bed. Spunk splutters noisily out of my bumhole and runs down between my legs. Yeukkkk! Daniel's already using Steve's bathroom; I make my way to the other one. I can hardly walk. I lock the door behind me and sink down onto the toilet; the spunk comes pissing out of me. My head's totally fucked again. I didn't want that, I just didn't. I need to clean up, but there's no way I can even think about wiping my bum. I look around. This bathroom's way bigger than Steve's and it's got a whirlpool bath in one corner; Steve showed me how it works a few weeks ago. I turn on the taps; and put in some bubble bath. At least there's plenty of hot water. I sit back on the toilet, waiting for the bath to fill, trying to get my head round what's just happened. What was the big problem? I like being fucked, so it wasn't really that, and I loved having sex with Daniel, he is hot! I didn't even mind having Paul and Steve watching us. I didn't even really mind Paul fucking me. Shit! I'm not stupid; I'd pretty soon worked out that he was going to do that. I didn't like the way he did it much; no foreplay, no build up, just straight in there. No, I definitely didn't like that! But even that isn't the real problem. So what, then? A couple of things, I guess. First that nobody asked me; Steve bounced me into it without even telling me. But more than that is sharing Steve with someone else. I thought I was really special to him, the way he is to me. Now it seems like I'm just another kid for him to have sex with. I take my time in the bath; slowly getting my head back together as much as anything. At last I'm finished. I'm still a bit sore, but it's okay, and at least I'm nice and clean. There's a bathrobe hanging behind the door. I put it on and head to the lounge room. Paul and Daniel are sitting on the armchairs; Steve on the sofa. I go and sit next to him; there really isn't anywhere else. What follows is an even bigger mind fuck. I am totally the centre of attention, Paul apologising for rushing things, Daniel telling me how hot I am and how he hopes he'll see me again - shit! He's hot and I want to see him again! - and Steve being more affectionate than ever. By the time Paul and Daniel leave, half an hour or so later, I don't know what to think. Back on the sofa Steve's all over me. "That didn't go quite the way I thought it would," he whispers. "Paul's a really clever guy, but sometimes he's complete idiot. I told him to take his time." For some reason I can't be angry with him. I know I should be, but I'm not. He can still make me feel really special like nobody else ever has, and what's just happened hasn't changed that. "I should have asked you," he continues. "That was me being an idiot. I just knew that when you saw Daniel ." "You knew I wouldn't be able to say no!" I say, grinning up at him. He squeezes me arm. "Pretty much." "So how long have you known Paul?" I ask. "Nearly twelve years." It hits me like a runaway train. Steve's only twenty four, so when he met Paul, who's several years older . "So was Paul, like . you know ." "Yeah, I guess. He was eighteen. It was just such a turn-on having a really good-looking guy that age take an interest in me. Well, one thing led to another; it wasn't long before we were having sex. When he finished university the internet was just really taking off. He started this dotcom company. I was already well into computers so he asked me to do all the I.T. stuff for him. Of course, he didn't have any money then. He couldn't pay me so he gave me a share in the business. Three years later we sold the company; that's what paid for all this, the apartment, the car, everything. Sure I earn good money now, but there's no way I could have bought this place without it." That's come right out of the blue; I'd never really thought about it. I'm more in awe of him than ever. He strokes my hair. "It's funny," he says soothingly. "Six months after we sold the company the market crashed and we'd have got nothing. We were very lucky." He completes the story. He doesn't tell me how much money he got, but it must have been quite a bit. That was nearly six years ago. He must have been tempted to go really wild, spending money all over the place, but he didn't. He waited until he finished university and got a job. Then he bought this apartment and a nice motor. That is special; I hope one day I'll be able to do something like that.