Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2009 12:50:14 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: THE PRINCE COCo PROJECT - 7B

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

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THE PRINCE COCO PROJECT



Part - 7B



by



G. Cutter




Dominic's Story

Hi, now for my side of it.

I've known Jim or Jimbo as they called him since he was ten and I was
twelve. It was simple enough, I had a one parent family, a dad and so did
he, a mum. My dad and his mum hit it off and lived together for just over a
year. I think the master plan was that they eventually got married and
everything would turn out sunshine and roses. Well, life never goes like
that , they argued and I've got to say she was a bit of a lush, she drank
like a bloody fish and whilst my old man worked his socks off she quite
happily spent his earnings. Of course I had other things on my mind, at
twelve, I had friends and I had things to do. Unfortunately, I was also
lumbered with a 'half brother', he wasn't anything of the sort but that's
the way the family played it. I was the babysitter, the guardian and mentor
to one very strange kid. From the start I liked Jim, I liked him a lot, he
had dark curly hair then and the most gorgeous eyes. I think I might have
been in love other than the fact that I knew boys just don't fall in love,
especiially with pseudo half brothers.

The trouble was that even at ten Jim was sexually precocious, he never
bloody well stopped. Each night was a nightmare and towards the end when I
started to have wet dreams and all the rest of it he was even more
active. How the hell I never actually raped him is beyond me. He asked for
it, by God he wanted it and by the time he was eleven and I was thirteen he
very nearly got it. Fate decreed otherwise. My dad finally lost it and
vacated the place with me in tow and away we went to the other side of
London. I said goodbye to Jim and the poor little darling cried his eyes
out but I couldn't do anything about it, the parting was final or so I
thought.

When I hit sixteen my dad moved back to the area and I left school getting
a job in Wicks the big Do-It-Yourself Store down by the Wandsworth
Roundabout. Dad and I lived up Battersea Rise and in my travels I happened
to wander down the street market and who should I bump into Jim, my sorta
half brother Jim. All grown up now but unchanged in the basics, scruffy
black hair, gleaming dark brown eyes which I could never decide were
mischievous or just evil. This time it was different, there was something
between us and it wasn't only old times. We went in a cafe and caught up
over a gallon or so of tea.

Naturally enough at fourteen coming on fifteen he was still with his mother
and from all accounts she hadn't changed. She had a series of boyfriends so
he had a string of Uncles, he worked at a fish and chip shop for most of
the summer hioliday but he had started a new line of part time work which
he was very secretive about. Don't forget I'd lived with this kid for over
a year and I knew he was dying to spill the beans. Much to my surprise I
was interested, I did want to know what he was upto, I was actually
concerned with his wellbeing. The brotherly bit had stuck.

He told me he was also working at a photographic studio as a cleaner and
also did some posing. 'Pinup' he whispered and I was left to wonder what
the hell sort of photographs they might be.

'Got yourself a girlfriend?' Dom,' he grinned. He always called me Dom by
the way, Dominic was too much effort I suppose.

'Nah, stacks of time,' I brushed the question away. 'You?'

'Not really,' he grinned, looked around and leant in to whisper. 'Lot's of
boyfriends though.'

'Really?' I suppose I blushed a bit but I wasn't really surprised. I knew
way back that Jim liked boys and he'd really only stepped up the ladder a
bit. Jeez, he wasn't even fifteen.'

'Yeah,' he smiled. 'My birthday next Saturday by the way.'

'Do I get an invitation?'

'Of course,' he cackled and grabbed my leg under the cafe table. 'You're my
guest of honour.'

'At least I'll get to see these pervos you're knocking around with.'

'They're not pervs,' he snapped. 'Peter, Karl and the others are good
guys. Just earning a living like anyone else. Everyone does girl pinups and
it's alright, anyone does boy pinups and it's all shit, buggery, fuckery
and badmouthing...'

'Alright, alright. Calm down, Jim.' I put my hand over his and felt him
tremble with anger. 'Calm down.'

'Well, people are alway so bloody judgemental. You can go around
slaughtering millions of ragheads and fucking the planet up but if you like
a kid in his knickers you're the great fuckin' Satan.'

'I said calm down,' I squeezed his hand. Well, he did cool it a bit after
that but he certainly did have strong feelings and I was pretty much a
modern youth. I had no strong opinions either way. I , like most people,
don't like to see children abused but I considered a kid to be capable of
making his or her mind up by thirteen or fourteen. Come on, a boy should be
able to kick a pervo in the nuts and scream his head off. I didn't actually
know anyone who collected 'chickens in briefs' but I was sure they were out
there, in fact, Jim told me there were thousands out there and he could
prove it by the money he was earning off his CDs. Anyway, in my mind, some
boys look better than some girls, you only have to look at some of the
pouty lipped airheads on the TV. I had a bit of a thing about David Platt
on Coronation Street but don't tell anyone. Another thing was that as we'd
talked I'd been studying Jim, he was quite attractive in a way. No he
wasn't... he was very attractive, I'd gota teeny crush on an evil little
midget.

'Eight o'clock in the evening, don't be late,' He grinned back on
form. 'You'll get on OK although you'll be one of the oldest because Karl
isn't sixteen for a couple of weeks.'

'Yeah, I'd like to,' I answered quite truthfully. More to the point, I
wanted to make sure he wasn't being taken for a ride by this mob, I suppose
I was in my knight in shining armour mode.

'Peter and Karl are going away on holiday in a couple of weeks,' his voice
dropped again. 'They're having a honeymoon in Crete in a nudist colony or
something.'

'Yeah, right,' I grinned. He did love trying to be a bit outrageous. That's
my Jimmy, no change there then.

On the Saturday I arrived on time and just about followed on from four boys
going into the place. I was delighted to be embraced by Jimbo babbling
about how glad I'd come and all the rest of it. I was introduced all round
although I spent the next hour trying to remember who was who. The oldest
guy and Jim's boss was anywhere from twenty to twenty four and he had this
drop dead gorgeous half cast in tow, half a West Indian or something I
guess but he was dishy. There was a blonde lanky kid called Lorenzo or
Renzo and a short, dark kid who Jim seemed glued to... I guessed that was
the latest romance. The other four were strangers as I was and we gradually
got talking. Football as always took over and the ice was broken.

Mind you I'd been in a gay club once and the atmosphere was a bit like
that, eyeryone watching everyone else. I had the Boss man and this Renzo
ogling me most of the night so I took cover with Jim and his pal who was
quite nice, little Dennis and Renzo were up from Lewes of all places.

Jim told me that Dennis fancied me which I'd worked out for myself from the
may knee contacts and meaningful glances. Yeah, given half the chance I
would although I'd never done it with a boy before... or a girl for that
matter. It turned out quite a nice night but once the two younger market
boys went home around ten things started to relax a bit. Renzo was chatting
up the two remaining kids from the market, both blonds by the way and I
finally managed to tear myself away from Jim and had a word with his Boss,
just out of politeness you understand. I can't really remember the
conversation and I expect his account is correct but he offered a sleepover
and I think I said something about Jim and his posing. One thing led to
another and I finished up going down into what he called his office and
with me looking at Jim's collection of pinups on a monitor. Gawd, he was so
sweet strutting his stiff in tight speedos and briefs . I mentioned nudes I
think and this guy Peter produced a CD of Jim and it wasn't just nudes. It
was Jim in all sorts of combinations right from solo wanks to doubles and I
mean meaty doubles. The ace in the hole was a fifteen to twenty minute film
of him and Dennis doing a wank and a wank over each other, now that was
stiffy provoking and this Peter actually felt me up.

I just let myself go and got a kiss for my troubles and also got allocated
my sleeping quarters, needless to say I was sharing with Dennis and Jim. To
end the evening just before midnight Peter showed the film again to the
party. I was pretty convinced they'd all seen it before other than the
bigger of the two market boys, his pal had passed out by the way. To cut a
long story short after that we went to our various sleeping billets. I was
half drunk by then and intent on saving my virginity, giving Jim babies,
giving Dennis babies or just going to sleep in no particular order. Jim had
hinted very heavily that he and Dennis were into 'give and take' but I
presumed that was between them not realising that included me... just goes
to show how silly you can get after half a dozen bottles of WKD.

'Alone at last,' Jim twittered as we went into what he called the studio
bedroom. It was as I imagined an Arabian bordello, rich drapes and a huge
bed. The place was done up like a palace one side and it looked like they
were building a dungeon the other side... weird. 'This is the Prince Coco
side and we're doing our next epic over there,' Jim pointed to the bit
under construction. 'The Prince and Prisoner.'

'Sounds kinky,' I grinned. The trouble with Jim was I never knew if his was
telling the truth or talking crap.

'Who's the Prince and Prisoner?' I asked idly.

'Karl for Prince,' he giggled. 'He's the Boss' boy, me for a guard and
hopefully one of the blond's for the prisoner .'

'Sex involved?'

'You betcha,' Dennis spoke from the rear and I'd been rude, I'd forgotten
all about him but he'd undressed and wrapped his arms around me from the
rear and I could feel his hardness poking me in the rear. 'Coming to bed
you two?' He broke free and snuggled into the bed. I glimpsed his swinging
meat and a beautiful bottom and my own arousal firmed up. I had a pair of
them to contend with and it could be fun. Jim promtly shed his clothing and
stood naked in front of me.

'You like?'

'You know I do, Jim... get into the bed.'

He laughed and slipped in with Dennis and they promptly got into a huddle
kissing and basically making out. Trying to be brave I got undressed and
blushingly slipped in alongside Jim with my pecker at full port, the next
minute Jim's warm body crawled over me and I was in the middle of two very
horny boys. I was in heaven.

It was glorious, the two boys who seemed to be half drunk did everything
and I mean everything. What I'd dreamed of many times happened, Jim was
down my belly like a professional lapping every inch of the way and when he
got to my hardest of hardons he just took it in grabbing my buttocks and
parting them. Dennis who was on my back was down like a shot, his eager
tongue probed and lapped at me until I was merrily fucking Jim's mouth and
ruffling his dark hair with one hand and reaching behind to play with the
other one. Talk about the Terrible Twins, they may as well have been. I was
intending to fuck them both, play the butch man a bit but I had no chance
with these two. As Jimbo held my scrotum tight to stop me cuming and
sucking vigorously at the same time I felt the other shortarsed rat slip up
my back. His glans speared between my cheeks and he'd already lubed up,
talk about being prepared. I just let go with a long qhavering moan as he
broached me. Both of them were larger than they should have been for their
stature and I began to realise I was in for a hard night.

Suddenly Jimbo let go of my nuts and I felt the cold gel of KY or similar
being rubbed into my cock. 'You up for this, Big Half Bro,' he giggled in
the darkness.

'Only if you stop calling me Half Bro. You can call me bro or Dom,' I
returned his kiss as he munched my lips and Dennis slowly worked his way
into my bum.

'Gime babies, Dom,' he span around and I felt his soft bottom press against
me. I slid my erection up and down his crack and pushed when I felt his
pucker. He gave a long drawn out groan and pushed himelf so that I sank
into his heat just as he pushed back on me hard. I was sandwiched between
him and Dennis and it felt great. Thinking back and the way he'd performed
tonight I could probably have taken him when he was ten and have been his
first but this was fine. Circles within circles, I thought I'd lost him
forever four years ago and here we were re-united and in bed... on top of
that doing what I'd dreamed of. I was fucking Jimbo and his pal was fucking
me. I didn't need to forget the simian little Dennis, his arse was grass
before the night was out.

In the heat of the moment I suddenly realised that a foreign body was in my
bottom to get all twee. Bloody Dennis had taken advantage of my
preoccupation with Jimbo and had porked me. My mind could only take so much
onboard at the same time and after a couple of Peter's whiskeys I was putty
in their hands. Well, not all of me was putty going by Jimbo's groans and
moans but now I was beginning to feel Dennis. He may be a smallish kid but
not where it counted and his warmth and his lips on my neck were a turn
on. His groin pressed into me and he did this little squirmy motion as if
screwing into me, I could feel his heat and his hardness seem to suddenly
swell and then the most extraordinary feeling as he erupted inside me. I
could almost see his penis as it squirted and flooded my pipework with his
sweet boy juices. Moments later he slipped free from my messy bottom and I
felt a small towel being rammed between my cheeks. God, this pair were so
organised but now I was in charge and I pushed Jimbo over onto his belly
and parting his legs got mine between them and really went to town. I'd
hear of long cocking and tried that for a while. I pulled right back until
only my glans was lodged within him, I waited a moment and then plunged in
again opening him up time after time and he loved it. In the end he was
begging me to go harder and faster and I did, pumelling his soft little
derriere like tenderising steak. When I cum at long last I felt like I was
draining my essence into his body in a tidal wave. I could feel my spunk
coating my cock and smeared between his cheeks and as he eventually
wriggled free and attacked me with his lips I collapsed. I was flooded and
drained... weird situation to be in but then again, the night was still
young.

We pulled the bedding over us and I slept between them. They were like
clockwork soldiers, as I turned one way I had Dennis on my back, I turned
the other and Jimbo clung to me. If I tried laying on my back I had hot
breath from both the left and right tickling my face. I wondered about
sleeping on my belly but decided not to risk it. With randy rugrats like
this you can only push your luck so far.

In the end and sometime in the early morning I felt Dennis start to fondle
me, Jimbo was in snooze mode so I turned towards the second of my bedmates.

'You up for it?' he whispered in my ear.

'Yeah,' I smiled in the dark. Was he offering or what?

'On our sides, nice and gentle. Try not to wake Randy Rugrat.'

'OK.' I held my hardness out which had miraculously recovered from the Jim
episode and was ready for more. Dennis was just as professional as Jimbo, I
felt him back onto me and I was put in mind of the engines in a shunting
yard as he lined his slick ring back onto me and pushed. Gawd, I held his
warm and tough wiry body as he gave the quietest of moans and pushed back
onto me. I dunno about the Muslims and their virgins, they seem to have a
thing about humiliating women by the way but I'd settle for my two randy
slutboys any day. 'Nice,' I whispered and Dennis giggled.

'Yeah, you are.' He pushed back harder and it began.

..........................................................................................


Lorenzo's Story

Well, it was winding down and it had been a relatively civilised night. A
damn sight quieter and more couth than the parties Jo and his Russian mates
put on but these guys were finding their way and I had to respect that. If
it had been at Jo's everyone would have been naked and rolling around on
the floor and the two kids who had left, the fourteen year olds, would have
been prime targets. As I've said they were a bit more civilised. I'd made a
claim on the blond kid, Sean, his mate John who was a little smaller had
passed out and was alseep on the small sofa when we left. Everyone said
goodnight to everyone else. Tall dark and handsome Dominic trooped
downstairs with his equally dark little pals and I wished I was with
them. They were going for sex, they were even talking about it on the
stairs. I was stuck with Sean who was looking more and more nervous as the
time neared.

Even Peter had to ask the question: 'You alright, Sean. You can sleep in
with Karl and myself if you're worried about Renzo.' Yeah, cheers for than
one Peter.

'I'm not worried about him,' Sean looked at me and gave me half a sneer and
half a grin which is an art in itself.

'Excellent,' Peter gave John now snoring on the sofa a last check over and
Karl placed a plastic bowl by his head just in case he decided to honk
up. 'We'll say goodnight.' That was it, off they went and I was stuck with
Sean.

'Fit?' I looked at him trying not to undress him with my eyes. He was quite
an attractive boy, the trouble was he talked the talk and walked the walk
but I had the horrible idea I'd finished up with a virgin, maybe the only
virgin out of the lot.

'I wouldn't mind a coffee or something.'

'Let's do it,' I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. He followed
me in and stood right behind me as I brewed up.

'Er... I gotta say something...'

'Go on,' I turned to lok at him. I had to remember I was seventeen now and
he was only fifteen, the thing was I had a couple of light year's
experience under the belt.

'I don't normally sleep with men,' he grinned shyly.

'I'm a youth,' I smiled back. 'If push comes to shove you can sleep under
the sheet and I'll sleep over it.'

'Mmmm...' He needed to think that one out. 'No,' he finally decided. 'Just
remember I'm not on the game like him,' he jerked his thumb at his pal out
in the lounge.

'Really?'

'Yeah,' Sean laughed for the first time. 'He brought me, I didn't bring
him. Him and Jimbo are like that.' He held two crossed fingers up.

'Well, I won't rape you,' I moved in closer. 'I might have a suck on that
though,' I reached out and grasped his groin delighting in the feel of firm
flesh. So, he wasn't that scared after all and as I squeezed it he made no
effort to pull back and I felt it harden. So far so good.

'I can live with that,' he croaked beginning to blush.

'Can you live with this,' I grabbed him around the waist and planted my
lips on his neck. It was too early for a lips to lips but the taste of his
smooth neck was like nectar or is it ambrosia. The sweet and clean smell of
all boy. He pressed against me wrapping his arms around me and we ground
groins feeling each other hard within our clothing. Well, that was stopped
by the kettle boiling but it was a giant step for mankind. 'We'll do
alright, Sean.'

'I'll try,' he smiled again.

We sat in the small kitchen and had our coffee and then I clicked the light
off and taking his hand tugged him across to our bedroom. I didn't put the
light on as there was enough to see by coming from the stret outside. We
undressed silently in the gloom and right at the end I dropped my briefs
standing naked for a moment as he watched me. 'Do you like having them
peeled off then?'

'Not really,' I saw the flash of his teeth as he grinned and then he
dropped his boxers. Eminently satisfactory; he was nearly two years younger
than I was but he measured up. It was long and thick and sticking out like
a battering ram. Whatever reservations his mind had they clearly weren't
transferring to his cock... that was ready for action. I slipped into bed
and awaited his final step which he took almost immediately. He slipped
into bed and then turned into face me. This time I moved in and kissed him
again only this time on the jaw and I felt his arms around me and slip down
onto my tight little arse. I gotta say that as no one else will. 'This
could be a night of firsts,' he giggled softly and the next time I kissed
him I managed to brush his lips. He turned his head and placing one hand on
the back of my neck drew me in for the fourth and the first proper kiss of
the night. Very bold of him but his erection had also slipped between my
thighs. 'Not backwards in coming forwards' as my brother Anthony would say.

Now I have a theory with newbies, they may want to experiment and they may
even be gays deep down inside but no kid wants to be used and that's the
barrier that has to be broken down. Let them know that anything that
happens and the ultimate is sex, that they will get equal shares. Let them
know that they give as good as they get. They like the phrase swings and
roundabouts and it normally starts off with you do me and I'll do you sorta
thing. Sean was no different to other boys, he didn't want to be used as a
plaything by an older boy, he wanted his share and I was happy enough with
that. He was a well set up kid for fifteen and now we were in a bed, in the
dark and with complete privacy he was a goner. I held his hot cock and
moved the loose skin up and down pinching it over his glans feeling the
slip and the easiness. He must be producing some precum and I wanted a
taste, I was as horny as hell and wanted his sweet arse but I'd have to
work around to that. I kissed down his boyish chest and onto his silken
skinned belly feeling his penis brush against my cheek. He moaned and made
little prodding motions upwards, this boy knew what he wanted but then
again so did I. I squeezed his loose skin over his head again and lapped at
the little slit tasting the slimey precum ooze from his pee slit
beneath. 'Jeezus...' he grunted and thrust up just as I opened my mouth. He
gasped as I took him in and suckled on his twitching cock.

I had him, I clasped his firm buttocks and set to work giving him a slow
blow and savouring his smooth cheeks and tight little buns. He fucked into
my mouth and I think he was a bit confused as I started to move around on
the bed. 'Just between you and I,' I whispered around his cock and brought
my middle upto his face. I think he needed to work that one out but he took
me in hand and as I made tentative little prods he finally got there. I
could imagine his face although I obviously couldn't see it in the darkened
room, he was probably doing the martyred saint bit, the put upon look that
mums do with their kids but he took his first cautious lick and that was
it.

'It tastes yeuchy,' he grumbled and took a more adventurous lick. I pushed
again and he stopped talking and slipped his lips around my cock. I
rewarded him taking him in deep and we started. He liked my back end as he
grabbed and fondled my bottom like a right little perv but the crunch was
upon us. I'd been on heat all night what with the boys and the promise os
sex and it all came together in one moment. I groaned and flexed my belly
shooting my first squirt right down his throat and holding his head as I
ejaculated a flood of my spunk into his mouth. I think he had to swallow to
save himself choking but the end shots went onto his jaw and neck and he
was upset to say the least. 'You dirty bastard,' he snarled. 'You could
have warned me.'

'Sorry, Sean,' I smiled in the dark. 'What goes around, comes around,' I
ducked my head again and took him in deep. This time he was on a revenge
gig, he fucked into my mouth with the clear intention of cuming or probably
humbling me in his view. I didn't care, I just wanted his thick creamy boy
essence and then we could progress to the real heart of the matter. The
hardest bit was over to pun and I could feel his nuts uptight in their
furry ballbag, he was on line but he did have the grace to warn me... in a
way.

'Aaaargh... Renzo... I'm cu... shit!' His thick cock shot his load right
into the back of my throat and as I gulped it down he filled my mouth with
a second and third shot which I munched and rolled around my teeth as he
slipped free and gazed at the ceiling.

'OK,' I slipped up the bed swallowing his juices and giving his nipples a
suck on the way north.

'Incredible,' he whispered and grinned at me in the gloom as I lay
alongside him. Any disgust, recriminations or second thoughts would come
now as tI hought back to other first timers. Not with Sean though, he just
rolled inwards and kissed me on the cheek. 'That was good.'

'A fuck's better,' I nuzzled at his ear.

'Maybe later,' his eyes gleamed. 'I'll fuck you if you ask nicely.'

'You do me, I do you.'

'Suppose so,' he muttered and it was my turn to grin. Banzai! I'd
scored... or nearly. Anyway you sliced it, the night was looking good.

We lay there in the near darkness comfortable with each other's company and
it wasn't until about an hour had passed that I heard him slip from the
bed, ten minutes later he was edging into me and I felt his warm lips on my
shoulder as well as his hardness against my thigh. 'You awake?' He
whispered.

'Just,' I turned into face him and smelt Listerine on his breath. Good, I
like a nice clean boy. 'How's the drunk?'

'He's alright, snoring like a piglet,' he chuckled. 'Wait until he wakes up
and finds he's on his own, he'll go ballistic.'

'Aaaah, poor soul,' I said mockingly and draped and arm around his lightly
stroking his smooth flank just allowing a finger to drift into the top of
his crack.

'Mmmmm...' he snuggled in tighter. 'Why do I think you fancy my bum?'

'Because I do, Lover Boy.'

'Ditto,' he giggled and slid his erection between my thighs again. I
clapmed on him and rolled onto my back taking him with me so that his
smooth belly presed against my own erection and his lips were on
mine. 'Gawd, I'm so hard,' he whined. I just smiled, I'd heard that line
before.

'You've never done it with another boy?' I continued in a whisper. Peter
and Karl in the nest room and I didn't want to disturb them although we had
both listened to their love making last night. I should say noisy
lovemaking to set the record straight, no shame either of them.

'No but I want to do it with you.'

'What goes around, comes around,' I reminded him.

'I know that,' he tensed his bottom as I clasped his firm you cheeks and
squeezed extra hard on his cock. He was moving slowly between my thighs and
I judged the time was ripe. Reaching back and under the pillow I found my
KY.

'Kneel up between my legs,' I opened up and after a moments confusion he
knelt up taking the bedding up and out of the way. I squirted some KY onto
my hand and gave him an oily wank. He knew he's scored and moaned his
gratification as I worked the glop into his hot and very hard meat. It was
a nice one, he was a nice boy and both he and his jutting and oily penis
were all mine.

'What now?' He looked down at me although I could just make out his shape
hovering above me.

'Take it easy and stop if I tell you.'

'Right.'

I folded my knees back to my chest and pulled his slippery meat towards
where I wanted it. He nearly freaked when his glans brushed across my
pucker but I held it steady for just that moment. 'Slowly...' I held it for
just a second as I felt his pressure on me and he just popped in. As easy
as that to a well used slut like myself. I gasped and clenched and then
relaxed. Why the hell do they all look so easy and once they broach you
they feel like fucking logs but he was a good learner. Once he'd got over
his initial entry and no doubt tightness and heat came into his mind along
the line he slowly and very carefully fucked his way in. He discovered that
he could kiss as well as fuck and crouched over me gaining depth and
fucking my mouth with his busy tongue.

He pressed against my legs with his shoulders but I just moved them around
and got them under his arms resting them on his hips as he started to
go. As he crushed into me he virtually laid on me and started to go like a
bunny rabbit. He was good and I lay back and enjoyed his little twists and
turns, his corkscrews as he made a job of me. When he started to ram harder
and mumble fuck talk I knew he was going to pop. When he did he rammed me
up the bed and his nice meaty cock exploded inside me giving my gut a load
of his thick juicy spunk. He was good considering I thought that I'd
drained him some time before. He lay on me as my legs dropped and his
softening cock slid free.

'God, I'm in love,' he whispered and kised me again only tenderly this time
and rubbed his belly against my own hardness. 'That was fantastic.'

'First of all you're in lust not love,' I stroked his sweaty flanks as he
continued to move against me. 'Now you know how you're going to be fucking
everyone who looks half way willing.'

'Maybe John, he's been trying to swag me for yonks.'

'Like him?'

'A lot,' he grinned. 'You are so hard,' he giggled. 'Wanna fuck?' He ground
his belly onto my penis.

'The easy way the first time,' I pushed him off me and lay him onto his
belly. 'Don't panic but I'm going to stretch you just a bit first.'

'That sounds bad,' he muttered nervously.

'Open your legs... and relax.'

As he opened up I gave him a swift kiss on each mound and repeated my matra
which was for him to relax. First one finger then two, the regular way with
loads of lube and oh so careful. This was a key moment. Once he got
comfortable I pressed in deeper and hit the button. That did it as I finger
fucked him feeling that important muscle relax He whimpered and wriggled on
the bed and I don't think he even noticed when I slipped free and knelt
between his knees.

'Jeez...' he bucked on tthe bed and writhed as I pressed in and took
him. His tight ring opened and then clamped on my shaft as I moved in
deeper and then stopped.

'Aright?'

'You could have warned me,' he complained and then clutched the
pillow. ''Weird,'he gave another nervous giggle as I started to move inside
him gaining a little depth at each move. He seemed to take to it well or
uncompainingly at least. At last my belly nestled in the small of his back
and I gave that little extra dig. 'Sadist,' he pushed back onto me and we
were away. He was good... hold on, I've said that. He was a good bottom as
well as a good top, a good all rounder as his school report card should
say. In fact, as we fucked he started to respond and respond well.

He pushed his bum up and forced me up into a doggy pose and then continued
to push back as I fucked on. When I came it was a beauty and I continued to
move in his cum flooded bum as he slowly fell face down onto he bed. 'Hot
boy,' I whispered in his ear and nibbled the soft lobe. 'Very hot.'

'I feel such a slut,' he moaned into the pillow.

'Our secret,' I assured him slowly withdrawing from his beautiful bottom.

'Yeah, but I still feel like a slut. You're not supposed to enjoy being
fucked at least not a proper boy...' he tailed off.

'Come on,' I cuddled him. 'Lots of boys your age swing both ways as you'll
find out.'

'Or die trying,' he finally giggled and rolled. over.

'Keep the faith,' I volunteered rather inanely.

'Oh yeah,' he wrapped an arm around my neck and dragged my head down for
another kiss. 'Well still got half the night left,' he grinned. 'Tiime for
another round before brekky?'

'If you insist.




					To be Continued.


NOTE: The two boys (Billy and Phil) who feature in the next Chapter are
also the stars of 'Doctor Dick'. This small five parter is available on PZA
Boys Stories and is also available directly from me in a Zip File. Really
it would help if you read it before Chapter 8 of The Prince Coco Project.

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