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Shanish, Damian and Me - A nearly true storyby: <Souillac2017 at protonmail.com>
Sweet as Sugar
The morning after the party Shanish only said: "Glad you are still here with me", and continued preparing the breakfast. Sipping at my
coffee I asked: "Well. 'Behave...' Almost always" grinned and continued to process the food. No further allusions, no questions going deeper.
Two days after
the practical training with Damian, Shan and I laid on the beach
once again . "Nothing special. 'Juuust' is a normal handjob. But his first one ..." "...by a stranger" , Shanish added. "No, his very first wank and forced, voluntarily intended, conscious, cum", I opposed. His curved grew
back into his swim trunks. I continued his
train of thought, "Damian was even an angel. He always
stopped rubbing too soon because he was confused by "And that evening?" (now "little Shanish" was fully grown and hard behind the fabrics) "I've shown him and made him feel what's happening after these 'weird feelings and sensations' have started. What comes next. He came for the first time consciously and willingly, and not 'accidentally' during wet dreams in the night." Shanish commented just by "wow, wow, wow." and adjusted his goods. "Well, now WE have a problem..." I said to him and paused. After some time Shanish pushed: "Why do WE have a problem? I don't understand.." "...he wants to know more and to experience more" I continued much quieter. "Ouch!" was his only reply. Helplessly, I asked my lover: "Exactly! I don't know what to do." Shanish was
thinking for a while. Meanwhile, he was going up and down with a
finger on my cock, lost in thoughts: "O lala. That's a lot. And YOU agree, really? With everything? Whatever will happen?" "Yes, I already told you. I agree with THAT also" winked at me and grabbed harder between my legs. What should I
think now? What should I do?
After a moment of
thinking, I asked him: "Yes, I have an idea... there is something... let me arrange ... I'll need to talk to Pavan." I
interjected: "Pavan is my boyfriend since eternities - but only ...mentally. We never really did anything naughty together. Lets say a friend with benefits" "But Damian told something else" Shanish tried to
talk his way out of it: I couldn't understand anything, as quickly and briefly as he spoke. Suddenly Shanish
ended the call and said to me: It's always that easy on the island...
At the appointed time, Shanish and I sat outside in just loose boxers, drinking a fresh mango juice and waiting for the brothers to arrive by bus. To greet him, Pavan stroked Shanish playfully over his naked chest and kissed him on the cheeks, Damian (already blushing by this small gesture) just waived at us. They sat down and after we had a drink and smalltalk, Shanish and Pavan went shopping. After they had
left Damian asked astonished: "What?", I asked back. "...touching
each other, so private and intimate. Outside the house. Or in
publicity - like in the cafe we've been" "Yes,
sometimes they do. It's a nice gesture, or isn't it? A sign for
being good friends. Or... uhm... ", Damian noticed my
movement. "I... Depends how... Yes, very..." I said dreamingly. He came behind my chair grabbed around and used both hands to caress my chest. "Ooh, please, don't do that" I sighed, knowing the effect it has on me. Damian laughed up. "Why not? Has it the same effect for you as it does for me?" Instead of an answer I took his hand and pressed it into my crotch. "He already big!" Damian said in astonishment. I did not refer
to his statement and said: "We should better go inside. Out
of everybody's view"
Arrived inside, I
reached into Damian's lap and felt his cock: He stuttered: "Y...Y...Yes, now! But no...no...not the past few days. What you showed me... I tried it by myself ...often. I didn't stop, like earlier. And it was always an orgasmatic in the end" He had forgotten
that word again. "Yes, and the other word? eja... ecalation?" "Ejaculation it is, when you squirt off your juice" and tousled his hair. Thoughtfully he
stroked my naked upper body again. "Because now you know how nice it feels for you when someone does it to you." He had already
taken off his shirt on the terrace and was now taking care of his
jeans. An old and rather shabby pair of underpants came into
view. But only for a short time - and it was gone, too. "Do I look
really good? Isn't my body attractive? Pavan always says 'Petit
la' {-> small one } to me. Not waiting for
an answer he stretched is body, spread his arms, still slowly
turning. With these
beautiful, darker, large areolas and the distinct, protruding
nubs in the middle. And there was
this barely visible V on his belly, pointing down to his still
growing, equal coloured, uncircumcised penis infront of the
hairless, loose hanging skin bag without folds under. "Petit, you
look great. Your flawless body is what other boys your age dream
of. There is absolutely nothing you should be ashamed, or what
should be hidden ever. Your appearance is candy for every men's
eyes."
He stopped turning, but held his exposing position. His open, clear eyes looked directly at me with a sad, awaiting, and servile expression. After a moment he lowered his gaze down at the floor between us. Seeing him
standing there, so vulnerable and offering, I was close to tears.
I walked up to
him, grabbed both buttocks and pulled him towards me into a
heartily hug. Damian snuggled
my upper body for a while and than pressed himself to me in such
a way that I felt his hard boner on my thigh. Still holding his
buttocks, I pushed him gently backwards to the bed and he let
himself slide on it. He pulled the
elastic waistband outwards and lowered the pants gently down over
my stiffy until I could get out. Mean as I am
sometimes, I moved a quarter turn while he caressed me. Suddenly
one of his hand was on my buttock, the other on my stiff limb.
Frightened, his hands flinched back. Again timorousness. To soothe him, I
laid next to him, took his hands and put them both right on my
hard manhood. "I've never
... but I don't even know ... this is so strange ... so new.
There has never been another body that I was so close to. "Aha. - More info for me. Now take all your courage and do it. Touch me. Feel me. Do whatever you want. I promise to tell you right away if you do something wrong or cause me pain" Taking a deep
breath he began to touch me, to feel me. First he explored my
body with one finger, tracing gently over the skin. Encouraged,
he used all of his hand then. Very carefully he groped his way.
Very cautiously - like a breeze of wind. Nodding silently he did so, but stayed on my torso above the navel. Hesitating, almost scared. He stroked down from my shoulders to my breast and brushed with his thumb over my nipples. He also tested, researched and treated my tummy, but was never brave enough to go below the belt line. That's why I
pushed his hand some lower after a while and said: It wasn't easy
for me to lie still, to be a passive object of studying. When he finally
dared to stroke the inner side of my thighs, I spread my legs
further apart. "But I'm really unsure what and how to do ... " "Just do, do something. Mine is not much different than yours. Do it like you do it when you wash your cock and make the feelings come. You will learn how to do it to others" He really just "wiped" over my penis, not properly touching it. "Do it right. Remember how I did it to you and how you make it to yourself," I motivated him. Curious,
examining, he took my cock with his whole hand, squeezed it and
pulled back the foreskin. The bare glans gave me pleasure, which
I indicated by a moan. As I didn't
protest he finally rubbed my cock with firm grip and jerked me
really well, just as I like it. He grabbed a
little harder and continued faster. Then it was my time. My milk
spilled and he pumped two, three more times, relaxed the grip and
then let me go. To early, in my opinion. I placed his hand back
at my cock again, wanked some more and stopped, Damian rested on his side, his head supported with one arm. My softening one in the other hand, watching me in my return. I praised him: "That was good. You did your homework well and learned a lot" He was visibly proud and asked "Do you think so? Was it really good for you?" "Yeah, sure.
You stopped a bit early but it was nice for me. Otherwise I
probably would not have ejaculated like that." Damian beamed "So
I'm glad. It was strange for me to touch an other one THERE - and
then I even made you orgasm... wow." Looking firmly at Damian, I decided on the next step: I wiped some sperm off my belly with one finger and licked my finger clean. Wide eyed
observing my action, he erupted: Without another
word, I scooped up some more and smeared some of my sperm on his
lips. Still wide eyed,
but now astonished, he said: "You see. You learned again something." Wiped more of my sperm and gave it to him. This time he opened voluntarily his mouth, licked my finger like a lollipop and looked at me firmly. "I could get used to that" he remarked smilingly. That much about the topic: What is ieeks - and what is nice ... Like a teacher I
said strictly to him: And like by every student, a reluctant "Must I?" came. Again like a teacher, a strict "Yes!" from me. He did resignedly and sighed: "I can hardly wait...." and grinned wide at me. My request to lie
on his stomach earned me a questioning, almost disapproving
look. I started by
stroking slowly, extensively his shoulder and his back. Finally
his buttocks and the back of his thighs. His goose bumps showed
me his pleasure. "oohuuhiii" it came out of the cushions sighing. I guess he didn't
realized: Meanwhile I had also kissed a bum cheek of him. He rolled around,
dropped an arm around my neck and pulled me closer: I started
caressing his body with my mouth. Kissed him, played with my
tongue in his armpits, licked the side of his chest and 'treated'
finally his nipples, sucked them, licked, nibbled and bite them.
My mouth moved on, deeper. Played his belly button with my tongue, followed the not existing happy trail, kissed along his groins of his spread legs. He was already tensing and heavy breathing by his new sensations. But when I put
the tip of his penis in my lips he stuttered in shock: "FEEL it! What is it? ... is that iiieee or does it feel nice?" I asked, interrupting the action. I pinned his body
down with my arms and closed my lips around his glans. As I put
his whole pecker on my tongue he let out: I took his cock
out of my mouth: I stroked his
body with my hands again, grabbed his pelvis and pulled him to
the edge of the bed. "Your'r .... driving me... foouuu" {-> crazy } he stammered. I licked
everywhere and roamed down to the perineum, caressing it
crisscross, up and down. For a time I flicked my tongue around
his hole, rimmed him, probed him with the tip of my tongue. Voicy as he was,
he stammered I drank the first squirts and then literally sucked his tube dry. With his seed on my tongue I kissed him. "That was mine?" he asked in amazement after we broke the kiss. "But that's was sooo 'iiieeeh' " I joked. "No, not at all. Almost like yours, only not as salty."
We cuddled and I
caressed him, to relax and cooling him down. After some
comforting time I asked him, stroking his tummy: "Those were all new, great feelings. Yes, at first it was 'pas comfortab' {-> unpleasant }, I was scared at first and I was a little disgusted about being licked THERE. But I wanted to trust you and forced me to just feel what it does to me. It changed to something sensational. It was almost enough for an orgasm!" Like clueless I asked him: "What do you mean? What did you like especially?" "Your caresses and kisses. What you did ...down there. Everything, everywhere" "And you didn't feel uncomfortable sensing my mouth at your wood?" "After you swallowed my whole gogod without hesitation - No, not anymore. It was just another experience. A nice new one. At my base, my testicles skin, behind that and finally at my... my... hole..." he said dreamily. Meanwhile I was
again working at his body with my stroking hands. "Totally. I would have never expected that it could be sooo nice" Smiling I added, "And you've learned to talk about it. To talk without hesitation or inhibitions, and correctly named the things and parts. You're a good student." Enraged, he sat
up, pressed me flat on the bed and protested, fast and angrily:
"Practice will teach you. You just need someone. Someone who is willing to go slow at and with you, someone who follows YOUR pace" "Slow like
you do, Djimun {-> Mister }." I was up and
above him in a flash. Playfully I tickled his sides. Stopping and
getting serious I continued: "I have you!" "But we don't have time any more now. They will come back soon." "Let's arrange something to continue the 'lessons'. Soon. Tomorrow!" "We will see. Maybe Shanish has an idea again"
I was laying comfortably propped up at the headboard of the bed while Damian was in my arm. He shifted and laid his head relaxed on my breast. Funny thing: My nipple was IN his ear cup. Following his
hand with his eyes he caressed only my tummy in small moves,
gently stroking it. I countered smilingly: "Yes. And you may continue your biology tuition at my body with your hands". Encouraged, he
roamed more and touched also other parts of me. Lifting his head
a bit he moved lower and placed his head on my tummy, his hands
still wandering. After a moment he noted: Casually he lifted my my penis, turned it around its central axis, looked at it from every angle. Finally he uncovered the tip, pulled back the foreskin until the glans rim was completely free, and continued the inspection. "Don't hesitate - look close as you like" I reassured him. He moved even
closer to him. -'hu? What does
he mean? What will he do?'- my thoughts rushed. He moved his head, uncertainly, closer to my gems. What then happened I could only feel, not see because his head blocked the view. Something warm, soft touched my outstanding tip. Perhaps he had ...? The warm, soft
something slid deeper on my shaft and soon my whole penis was in
his mouth, held by two fingers at the root. He just grunted "uuhhmmm" and pulled him out a little. -'His courage has
left him. Already over.'- I thought, but then I felt his tongue.
He took it out of
his mouth but kept holding it and remarked objectively: My hard one was
put in his mouth again and the lips moved up and down on him.
His tongue also
became active and started caressing my penis glans. Damian kept
sucking mine sperm donor. "Slow, brownie. You still have to learn!" But then he was
over me again. After a while I warned him Instead, he sucked harder. I held his head tight, pulled my injector back and poured myself onto his tongue, being treated until my donator was empty. Finally we both sank exhausted down on the bed. "Wow! You
are learning fast! Well done, Damian!"
Almost asleep we
heard Pavan and Shanish coming up the slope. Damian just put on his loose sport shorts and left the shirt on the bed. I got my t-shirt and shorts, making sure that everything was neat, so it didn't reveal too much of the previous actions. One step behind Shanish we entered the large kitchen where Pavan and Shanish started to distribute the ice cream portions on plates. Pavan gave us only a short look. "Hi" Shanish, instead,
looked at me questioningly, then looked at Damian. I only formed
a "later" with my lips, but showed him thumbs up.
Nodding, my lover signaled his understanding and smiled. Damian hadn't noticed any of this. Very surprising to him, Shanish went over and took him tenderly in his arms. "What happened? What gives me the honor?" Damian wondered. "Oh, nothing. But you look so happy. So I'm happy for you." "I am just
happy. VERY happy. Thanks for letting me study with him"
Pavan interfered: "I will sit outside - you can go on making out". Sitting on the terrace, eating ice cream, we talked about general things. Some ice melted from the Shanish's spoon and dripped onto his bare chest between his breasts. Damian was up in a flash, handed me quickly his own plate and said to Shanish: "Wait. Let me clean you, please" Carefully, only
with the tip of his tongue, Damian licked the ice from my lover's
chest. But he licked longer than necessary and steered his tongue
to places, where no ice had dropped to - the small nipples of
Shanish. Instead, Damian
continued and took care of a nipple by licking and sucking it.
THAT cock - MY LOVERs tail - That had been reserved for me. Until now. Damian returned to his chair and sat down again. Shanish looked at
me speechless and finally at Damian: Not really paying
attention what was happening, Pavan just mumbled: Someone brought up the question what we want to do the next few days. Damian instantly
blew up: " 'See' again" echoed Shanish back. "I guess, you want more than just 'to see' " We laughed. Except Damian - he switched from golden brown to skin type 'Tomato'. Pavan rescued his
'little' brother: So that was
solved. We would have the house to ourselves again. For hours.
Accordingly Damian beamed at me. When he saw my neutral face, he
said (as if intimidated) in a whisper: Playfully
dismissive, I answered: When Damian bent
over to Shanish and was going to ask him, Shanish grabbed him
suddenly. He pulled him forcefully over so Damian fell into his
lap. Shanish hugged him tightly and slowly caressed Damian's
naked upper body. Acting as the
'angry one' I protested: The effect was a burst of laughter. Did Shanish looked somehow sad at Damian? After they
separated, I asked Damian to follow me into the house. Inside I
made sure: "YESSS, please". "On one condition from me." As much as he
trusted me, he got an anxious look. "Follow me" I lead him into Shanish's room. "Get your shorts down, now!"
He dropped the
shorts before I ended. Maybe he was expecting something 'nice'
will happen. "Come here and stand with your legs spread wide apart !" He obeyed and did as told. "Even further apart!" I commanded. "Then I'll fall!" but he tried so. Luckily Damian's
naked feet soles had enough grip at the tiled floor and he could
keep a stable position. His tail and balls hung freely in the air
- as I hoped and planned. Luckily he didn't
realize: Now only his bag and his marbles inside were hanging
free accessible and vulnerable in the air. "This is
going to be no fun for you. You will may feel some unpleasant or
uncomfortable. I may even give you some light pain, but no worry,
it will be better soon." "You trust me, you said?" He nodded silently. "You trust me totally, I hope", I said in a mean sounding voice, totally to earlier and closed my second hand firmly around his marbles. Damian nodded
fast and looked fearful down at his body. Frightened he
stuttered: "Good. Because you will learn now: To obey me." "B... b... but I already do. " I squeezed his
testicles a bit harder: His legs quivered
and a painful moan escaped him when I took the pressure and my
hand away from his tests. His (now still)
small private parts probably wouldn't fit into the cat collar I
had bought Shanish. "What? Why?" he asked in a frightened voice. "You'll notice soon..." and I tightened the ribbon. He inhaled sharply: "Ouchaaa." To finish it, I
made a double knot and a decorative loop and looked at my work.
His previously loose sack skin was now tight to the testicles,
emphasizing the sperm makers clearly and made them protrude. The
ribbon was not too tight and the blood circulation would be still
ok. Carefully stroking the tense skin of the package, I allowed him to let go of his peen. It had become soft again by the mishandling and sudden pain close by. Now his noodle was lying on top off the packet with his balls inside. Wide eyed,
disbelieving, my 'student' looked down at his body to his packed
goods Wordlessly I took
his hand and dragged him over to the large mirror and forced his
legs wide apart again. He looked at his maltreated, bound
genitals and carefully felt with his fingers. "No !"
I shook my head. When his legs
trembled, I said: "What have you done?" Pavan asked and Shanish remarked questioningly: "That was a quick one," as I stepped outside. We dropped the
topic and talked about everyday things and drank some juice.
After some time Shanish couldn't hold back his curiosity and
asked me again: "You better
ask Damian when he's back. Or even better: - wait..." Right away he
came to the terrace with a slightly wide-legged walk and intended
to sit down. Damian shook his
head, drooping it and said sadly: "What is it? Say it. Approchez, dika mwa! {-> Come here, tell me } I want to know!" Shanish said in an commanding voice. I added, also not
in a friendly tone: Contemplating his possibilities, he stood uncertain. Finally obeying, Damian walked over to Shanish slowly and opened his jeans, his back to Pavan. "Don't be
shy like a teen girl! Show already" "OUCH - mon
dieu - be careful!" Shanish lifted
the limp penis in front of him to the side and looked at my work.
At me directed, he asked: Was it Shanish's finger that checked the tightness between the band and the sack skin? Was Damian really scared? Damian got big
eyes again and whined: Shanish did not
respond to this outcry of complaint and looked at Damian. Still
holding the small penis to the side, he took the package on his
other palm. As he slowly closed his fingers, Damian wailed
Merciless, Shanish began to play with the marbles between his fingers softly. "uurg ... oh
... umpf" were the only sounds from Damian. Yes. When Shanish
released all parts, Damian's cock kept himself away from the
bound eggs, and stood like a horizontal bar over them, stretching
the packed balls even more forward. Damian's eyes
first turned into slits. Then he pinched them completely shut,
because of the emerging discomfort from the tension in the skin
of his sack from the straightening pole. Soon he couldn't stand
excitement of the developing boner any more and almost screamed:
Now Pavan was
paying attention to the rumour and spoke up: Shanish just
pulled hard at Damian's cock, so Damian had to follow and turn
around. Damian was
sobbing
When Shanish and
I were alone again, nude, downstairs in the room, we both
snuggled on the bed. Smiling, Shanish
started: Thoughtfully I
nodded silently. Shanish started:
"No, nothing will change on my side. I will still love you,
no matter what you two will ever do together. Was it a somehow demonic laugh in the end? -'That's not only
renewing the Carte blanche. It's even more, if possible'- My lover kissed
me: "I was in a
hurry and found no other nearby. Damian's eggs were in my hand
and I didn't want to let go because he already suspected that
nothing good would happen to him. Besides it should be an honor
for you. A part of you is now near his parts. Shanish: "I
wish he wouldn't shower until you take it off again... Then I
would have the smell of his body also" With a swift
movement I pulled his shorts down. His freed stiffness jumped at
me and slammed on his belly. "What? Tying
them? Better not. They're already hurting me now, as full as they
are after all lewdness earlier. But you can change that
instantly" I sucked him for some time. While I had his rod in my mouth, he began to aggressively fuck my lips. - "He wants
it rough? " - Finally, I surprised Shanish with one fluid action. I detached him from my mouth, grabbed his hips and threw him face down on the mattress. He was very overcome and I had regained power over him as his relaxed and willing body indicated. "Yes, that's
what I need right now. Most of the time you are so nice and
careful with me - but sometimes I also need it rough and violent.
Put your hesitation aside and take me hard - like a good master
loves to use his toys," Not very nice and a little hard, I smacked on his butt cheeks whilst I pulled his ass up. The smacking stopped only when he achieved my intended position. Ass up, kind of kneeling, legs spread wide, back arched, shoulders on the sheet, head turned and his face looking to the side in surprise. "oh yes -
more - harder - thank you sir," he cooed during my action.
Despite the hard
play, I took care of him and moistened my fingers to widen and
prepare him. When I placed my middle finger against his pucker,
it opened automatically and the finger easily penetrated deep.
Without wasting time, the second finger checked his looseness and
only the third made him gasp. Voluntarily he
opened his legs and lifted them to show me the way, -'Fair enough'- I thought, -'You want it that way, you get it that way..'- I spat a blob of
lube into my hand and covered my cock as best I could. Then I
strained my cock against him and gathered myself. "Mmmm," he murmured with his eyes closed and a small smile on his lips. "You clutching my tip, feels so good," I whispered. "Should I go light or heavy?" He just looked at me. "Oh yes, that's right. Whatever your master decides!" Just a small,
satisfied smile by him. He frowned, felt,
moved a little, and finally smiled. Withdrawing
almost completely, I smiled and then, gripping his brown, silky
shoulders tightly, slowly and steadily pushed in, in, in, until I
finally had all my pride buried in his body. Again I slipped my
thing back out of him until I felt his tight ring on the edge of
my glans. Now I pushed it in to the end with a faster and harder
motion. I could swear I
felt his cock expanding in time with my thrusting. He was now at
least half an inch longer and thicker too. I pulled out and
thrust back in, and again a surge ran through his cock. He became
noticeably harder and a little bigger. I purposely waited and kept playing with Shanish's organ. It didn't grow or shrink, but when I fucked into him again, it grew longer again! "Sweetie, you know..." I didn't quite know how to say it. "It really
turns me on when a man fucks me, especially when he does it
hard," "Yeah, but --" Shanish pulled me
to him and kissed me intensely, grinding his ass against my
hips. I broke our kiss,
pulled out as far as I could without my cock popping out, and
then thrust back harder than I had been doing. "Good?" "Yeahhh," Shanish sighed. "Okay, here we go then." I now began to
fuck my love with long, steady, firm strokes. Fucking him - not
"making love". My arousal
climbed higher and higher until suddenly, without warning, it hit
me. "Yes! inseminate me!" he moaned, rolling his hips and clutching my elbows spasmodically. "oooh dear",
I howled, feeling like I was cuming so far up into him he'd be
able to taste it on his tongue. He said nothing as my pole left him. His eyes hooded with passion as he looked at me steadily. I looked down and saw he was still rigid, and obviously hadn't cum. "Your turn,"
I said, dove for his cock and worked it. Also not very caring, I
stroked and sucked him hard. Being that treated with fierce he
couldn't stand it for long and it didn't take long. "Ahh, oh
yeah!" I pulled him to me and enveloped him in a strong embrace.
Oh so hard and juicy
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