Date: Thu, 02 Jun 2022 17:36:25 +0000 From: Andy Gray Subject: When Andy Met Jack-11 (M+/t, oral, anal) All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and a teenage boy. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org). Let's keep this site up and running! When Andy Met Jack - Part 11 Without warning, Roy scooped me up from the bed and draped me over Alf's right shoulder. I had no idea what was going on as Alf carried me, in a fireman's lift, out of the studio. He took me up two flights of stairs, and bumped my head several times on corners and walls as we headed for a bathroom. "Not so fast, Alf," Roy said, who was trying to keep up with us on the staircase. "You keep bumping his head on the woodwork and walls, so slow down a bit." Alf took me into a large bathroom and plonked me in the bath. "I thought we were going to have some fun downstairs?" I queried. "On the bed." "Yes," Roy said. "But a deep clean is required first. We're going to poke your arsehole today, so your love-hole needs to be spick and span." The shower hose, minus the shower head, was gently pushed into my arsehole. The metal nozzle hurt a bit as it entered my "love-hole", but I didn't complain. Roy turned the mixer-tap on and I could feel my innards filling up with warm water. It soon began to hurt, so Roy turned the tap off. "I'm going to pull the hose out, Andy," Alf said. "So keep those arse-lips tightly closed .... until you're sitting on the toilet." I did as I was told. It wasn't that difficult to step from the bath to the toilet; however, when I sat down on the toilet... "Not to worry, Andy," Roy said. "Those nasty noises are all part and parcel of a deep clean. Two more times and you'll be ready for some fun." Paper towels and wipes were used to dry my arse-cheeks and love-hole. My innards ached a little as Alf and Roy took it in turn to play with my hard-standing cock. The three of us then cleaned up the bathroom and went downstairs. Back on the bed, the two naked men shared my mouth with glee. I ended up in all kinds of positions as my mouth pleasured the two super-stiff cocks; and at the same time, my arsehole was being finger-fucked by both men in rotation. "Suck that length, boy," Alf said. "Get it nice and stiff for the fuck-fest ahead. I won the toss, so I'll be goin' in first." "It'll hurt at first," Roy said, "but you'll soon get use to it." I could tell that Alf was getting close to a climax, so I eased off a bit. He bellowed like a wild animal, but that didn't stop me from easing back on the cock-sucking. I knew I wanted that lance in my hole, so I moved on to pleasuring Roy's cock with my lips and tongue. "Vaseline and toys, Roy!" Alf snapped. "Let's get Andy ready for the next stage." A jar of Vaseline appeared alongside a thin, metal tube. The silver tube looked like a single cigar case. "This Vaseline-covered toy will open up your tight hole, Andy," Roy said. "It'll buzz and vibrate, and then go in to expand your tunnel of love." "Just relax, boy," Alf said. "Vaseline and toys are better than a blunt cock-head going in first time around." I moaned and groan with both pain and pleasure as my "tunnel of love" was worked on by both men. The vibrator slipped in with easy, thanks to the Vaseline and Roy's expert fingers. Alf kept my arse-cheeks apart as the metal probe expanded my horizons. I wiggled my hips and pushed back on the vibrator, hoping for more penetration. "He's really enjoying this, Roy," Alf said. "He's loving every second. So, let's go from silver to black, and then try some rampant cock." The silver vibrator was swapped out for a rubber dildo, which was almost the same size as Alf's hard-standing cock. I flinched and cried out as the rubber invader was pushed home. "No! No!" I squealed. "It hurts! It hurts!" "C'mon, baby," Roy said. "It's not that big. Just relax and open up a little more." With that, he pushed the dildo in a tad further. I cried out again, but nothing was going to stop the invader from taking up temporary residency. Eventually, I realised that my cries of pain had changed to cries of pleasure. I was actually enjoying the dildo expanding my "accommodating hole". I writhed with pleasure, and continued to do so as the dildo was replaced by Alf's hard-standing cock. I did feel empty for a few seconds, but Alf's uncut length soon filled that void. Within seconds, Alf was in full control of my weak and willing body. I moaned and groaned, and groaned some more as he humped my arse. The wild animal noises returned as he slowly power-fucked my hole with what Roy called an "awesome todger". The beast inside him clearly wanted to hammer my body into the mattress, but something held him back from doing so. "Easy now, Alf," Roy said. "Steady strokes, like we agreed. The boy's a keeper, so don't go scaring him off." "His arsehole needs a proper rogering," Alf growled. "But as always, you're right." "Yes," Roy said. "Take off your 'Mr. Hyde' hat and put on your 'Dr. Jekyll' hat. The sight of a smooth schoolboy bum does it every time, I know, but don't get carried away..." "Or we don't get to play every day," Alf interrupted. "I know, I know! But this one is so-o-o scrummy." I continued to sweat under Alf's restrained "rogering". The man kept bellowing like a wild animal, so I knew I was being broken in by a grudging soul. "Let's give him a high, Roy," Alf said, between growls. "Make him tingle all over." "Er .... Maybe we should..." Roy said, as he suddenly decided not to push his luck and refuse his friend's request. "Okay. One high coming up." Roy opened a small brown bottle and put it under my right nostril, whilst closing my left nostril with a finger. "Take in a couple of sniffs, Andy," Roy said. "A couple of deep sniffs." I did as I was told; and as I did so, my head began to spin. Roy quickly removed his finger and put the bottle under my left nostril. I took in three more deep sniffs, without being asked to. My head kept spinning as I heard a yapping noise, far off in the distance. I was well and truly out of it when Alf's "awesome todger" flooded my inner sanctum with seed. The yapping noise continued as I wriggled beneath the man's powerful body. It was then that I realised the yapping noise was coming from me - I was yapping like a little dog. "Fuck it!" Roy snapped. "I'm surrounded by horny hounds!" "Woof! Woof!" Alf said, as he raised himself up to release my submissive body. "Wolfman fucks a foxy terrier. Whatever next?" "Randy Roy fucks Foxy," I suggested. "Now that's a great idea," Alf said, as he headed upstairs to the bathroom. Roy picked a towel up and wiped me down with it. He then straightened the bed sheet and told me to get ready for round two. "Assume the position, boy," he ordered. "Face down, with your arms and legs fully outstretched. C'mon, jump to it." The pain in my arse, from the first fuck, did slow me down a bit. I was keen for more cock, but I wasn't going to let my libido cripple my arse. I stretched out fully, as ordered, but didn't overdo things. "Let's try some more nitrite, Andy," he said. "It'll make things go a lot easier." As before, I took two sniffs in the right nostril and three in the left. I then heard, as Roy took full advantage of my weak and willing body, the yapping again. The pain ebbed and flowed as the man lanced my hole for what seemed like hours. His relentless rhythm keep me begging for more and more cock. "That's it, boy," he said. "Alf and I are going to fuck your brains out on a regular basis. And in return, you are going to suck on all the cocks we can muster. Fat and thin ones; long and short ones; young and old ones. Yes, no cock will go unsucked in front of our cameras." I grunted my approval of the plan, and then went back to enjoying myself on the end of Roy's cock. * * * Over the following weeks, Gary and I were tied up on the bed in Alf's studio. Roy had a thing for watching us being "rescued" by one of his like-minded friends. We would both lay there in the nude, struggling to free ourselves from our rope bonds. Roy's naked friend would then enter the room and save us from the unknown villain, or villains. Totally grateful, Gary and I would quickly overwhelm our rescuer and force him to have sex with us. Alf said the role-play scenario was loosely based on real events from Roy's scouting days, when older scouts had tied him up at camp. Struggling to free himself, a scoutmaster had found him in the tent and untied him. Alf said that Roy was naked and the scoutmaster was fully dressed. Apparently, Roy was happy to be fucked by the scoutmaster that night. Of course, no one spoilt things by telling Roy that the whole thing was probably a set-up, and that a scoutmaster just doesn't happen to pass by a tent in the middle of the night. "More bouncing up and down on Eric's cock," Alf ordered. Gary laughed as he did what the man ordered. - - - All comments welcome