Date: Wed, 27 Mar 2024 17:31:34 +0000 From: Stewart Clark Subject: Trevor's 1968 Adventure-2 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys and adult males. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please donate to Nifty at https://donate.nifty.org to keep this site up and running. Gay - Adult-youth: M+/t+, oral, anal - - - - - Trevor's 1968 Adventure - Part 2 Come Saturday, I was in the warehouse again. John, another boy from Lenny's circle, stood alongside me. He was tall and ultra-cute. "Okay, boys," said Dave. "Get your clothes off and show us your assets." John and I stripped naked as Lenny locked the main doors from the inside. He collected up our clothes and told his two guests to get naked. "Donkey Derby! Donkey Derby!" announced Lenny. "Climb aboard a donkey and ride him round the warehouse. John knows what to do, so Trevor follow his lead." Alwyn mounted John and told him to get going. The piggyback failed the first time - Alwyn's foot had hit the back of John's knee and sent the boy flying. "Get up, donkey!" snapped Alwyn. "And win this race for me." Deke mounted me as Alwyn mounted John again. The two men were really heavy, but John and I managed to finish the three-circuit race. "Another win for me, I believe," said Alwyn, as he dismounted his breathless donkey. "Now, bend over and collect your reward, boy." John was slapped across the arse three times. Alwyn then kissed John on the lips and offered him a drink from a silver hip flask. I was ridden around the course by all four men. I won some races, so my arse was slapped and my mouth was filled by cheap whisky. "Wash the donkeys down," said Lenny, "and get them ready for sex. They have four cocks to service today, so no more whisky." A bucket of cold water was poured over my head. The icy-cold water sobered me up for a while, but it didn't last long. "You have a really nice body, boy," said Alwyn to John. "I'm going to love fucking your skinny arse." John clearly liked the sound of that - he, like me, enjoyed such lewd compliments. "Okay, boy," said Deke to me. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock." I quickly did as I was told. "Suck on that stem, boy," said Deke. "I'm going to make you my sex-slave today." I sucked and licked the man's uncut stem, and then his shiny cock-head, and then his hairless ball-sac. I just couldn't get enough of Deke's hard-standing cock. I was clearly becoming addicted to cock-sucking. "Where's the Vaseline, Dave?" asked Alwyn. "John needs his hole lubricated. And then he needs to be well and truly fucked." Yes, John was about to be bent over and power-fucked by Alwyn. "That arse of yours looks so inviting," said Alwyn to John. "I love humping submissive schoolboys like you. Ain't that right, Len?" "Yes," replied Lenny. "And they never forget it." "Hold up, Len," said Alwyn. "I'm no bully. I just get a little carried away sometimes." Alwyn put a greasy finger in John's arsehole, and moved it in and out real slow. "Just you take care with this one," said Lenny. "John's arsehole is real tight, so don't you go splitting him in two." Alwyn smiled and eased his cock into John's arsehole, and it clearly made the youngster squirm. The boy whimpered, and then asked for a short respite. "No way, boy," snapped Alwyn. "I'm going to fuck you up hills and down dales. And then I'm gonna fuck you some more." "No, please stop," begged John. "It really hurts!" Alwyn didn't take any notice. He was now using the boy's arsehole for his own pleasure. He carried on thrusting away until he shuddered and climaxed inside John's hole. "Take it all, boy!" he snapped. John gasped for breath as the rigid stem slipped out of his battered hole. "Great!" snapped Lenny sarcastically. "He sure took it all." "Okay," said Alwyn. "Let's try again! Get over here and take John's place, Trev." I was sweating profusely by the time Alwyn had finished power-fucking my arsehole. The man really enjoyed pounding away at my burning hole as John and the others watched. I was truly thankful that the cheap whisky had helped me cope with the pain. I knew I would be back for more later, so I limped off for another slug of whisky and a quick wash-down. ~ ~ ~ "He's really enjoying this, Deke," said Lenny. "He's loving every second of this double fuck." I sucked hard on Lenny's cock as Deke fucked my arsehole. Meanwhile, on the other mattress, John was being double fucked by Alwyn and Dave, and again he was grunting and groaning for a respite. Apparently, he liked to play the victim - the boy being humped by burly brutes. He made a lot of noise, but he never refused a cock. "C'mon, baby," said Dave. "It's not that big. Just relax and open up a bit more." With that, Dave pushed his cock a tad further in. John cried out again, but nothing was going to stop the invader from taking up temporary residency. Eventually, John's cries of pain suddenly changed to cries of pleasure. John and I were double fucked for the rest of the day. We couldn't walk properly the next day, so we blamed our gait on a football match and some dodgy tackling. Mint-flavoured mouthwash helped cover the smell of spunk and whisky; however, we had to chew some bubblegum to complete the cover-up that weekend. The two of us were air-fucked the next Saturday. The men bounced us up and down on their cocks many times. On Monday, a boy at school recognised our odd gait and threatened to blow the whistle. The next Saturday he stepped into the warehouse and was air-fucked alongside his two new friends. "Three naked schoolboys bouncing up and down on three rigid cocks," said Lenny. "What a sight for sore eyes." "Eddie, the school caretaker, has been air-fucking me for week," said Kevin. "His arms and legs are super strong, so he can hold me up in the air for ages." "So, invite him along to the warehouse," said Lenny. "He might have a following, so we could swap his fans for ours. You can't have too many arses to fuck, especially if they belong to submissive schoolboys." ~ ~ ~ Officially, I was going to spend the weekend under canvas with John and his father. We were going on a spur-of-the-moment fishing trip, so I stood by the park gates on that Saturday morning holding my rod and fishing tackle. I leaned against the park gates and waited for Eddie's car to arrive. He was running late, so I kicked my heels for almost 20 minutes. My head was filled with vivid images of the naked caretaker fucking my submissive body. No hole went unfilled in my horny fantasy. Eddie smiled when he spotted me by the gates. He stopped his car and waved me over. I smiled and walked over to his black Morris Minor. "Good to see you, Trev," he said warmly, as I got into the car. "Those shorts look real sexy on you." Eddie reached across and gently squeezed my right thigh. I smiled as my cock twitched. "Stow that rod and tackle on the back seat, Trev," he said. "We'll be using your other rod and tackle this weekend." I laughed and dumped my rod and tackle on the back seat. Eddie drove his car out of town; and as he did so, he unbuttoned his flies and got his cock out. "That's a good boy," he said a few minutes later. "Now, stroke it like you usually do. We'll be turning off the main road soon, so let me worry about any nosy drivers until then." The Morris Minor zigzagged through the traffic as I stroked away at Eddie's fully exposed cock. Oncoming lorry drivers had the best chance of seeing me at play, but Eddie's driving technique kept the car in the fast lane for only minutes at a time. The possibility of being seen was truly exhilarating. I felt so wicked as the lorries sped by. "Shall I get my cock out, Ed?" I asked. "The drivers might want to see it." "No!" he snapped. "The excitement is in the dare and uncertainty. Doing it your way, you might as well hang your cock out the window." "I can do that," I said, giggling. "That'll give the drivers something to talk about." The car turned off the main road and headed for the pond. "Ahh, yes," said Eddie. "Now, give it a good rub up and down, Trev." Eddie looked down at the hand gripping his rigid manhood. His hand closed around mine and began moving it up and down the full length of his cock, pushing the foreskin over the cock-head and then back again. "Yes, just like that," he sighed. "That feels really good!" He let go of my hand as the car came to a stop. He then relaxed in his seat, content to watch me continue to slide my hand up and down his cock. The stem stuck out of his trousers like a flag pole. "I'm glad you decided to come out with me today," he said. "Yes," I said. "I told my mother that you were John's father, and that the three of us were going fishing today." "Well, that should give us the whole weekend to play around with our rods," he said, laughing. Some ten minutes later, we were both naked and sitting on the grass that surrounded the small pond. The pond was located deep inside the Kent countryside, so there was no one around for miles. However, this didn't stop me from nervously looking around, just in case a real angler decided to turn up. "Right, before I start fucking your arse," he said, "let's finish off my drive-time wank." I smiled and quickly got between his outstretched legs. I then placed my hand on his cock and began pumping away like billy-o. "Play with my balls, Trev," he said. "That's a good boy." I did as I was told, rolling them around and feeling their weight inside the sac. "Faster, boy. A bit harder and faster... Yes, yes! That's it." I felt his cock thicken and pulse; it began to force my fingers apart, so I gripped him harder in response. Even his ball-sac seemed to grow bigger and tighter as it bounced in the palm of my hand. It felt truly amazing! "Yes! Yes! Keep going, Trev," he gasped. "Faster! Don't Stop! Ahhhhh...." Then, as I watched, the cock-head began to swell before my eyes. I then heard a squirting noise as a jet of spunk shot over my left shoulder. Another jet of spunk shot into the air and hit me in the face. I had spunk on my cheeks, nose and lips - I should have stopped stroking and moved aside, but I just knelt there as three more spurts hit me. "Never been splashed like that before, have yer?" I shook my head as Eddie began cleaning me up with his handkerchief. "Okay," he said. "Let's have a break before we continue this sex session." After the break, I spent a good hour, beside the pond, being fucked doggy-style, and then I spent another hour being fucked in the back of the car.