Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2010 00:22:27 -0400
From: gcutter66@london.com
Subject: EERIE,  INDIANA -   2

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.  The
readership for this sort of work is 18+ in my country and probably most
others so do't let your little brother peep.

ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS
PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL.

GCutter66@London.com




EERIE, INDIANA




2 - Nick joins the Threesome



by



G. Cutter



'Aw, it's so hot,' Simon moaned and stretched out on the bed. It was a
midweek afternoon and Marshall Teller's family were away visiting and not
due back until the evening. The boys had the house to themselves and
Marshall stood at the window surveying the empty and sun baked street.

'Stop moaning,' Marshall turned from the window. 'Make yourself at home why
dontcha?' He looked at his younger friend sprawled on the bed. Simon had
removed his shirt and lay bare chested just clad in his baggy shorts gazing
at the ceiling. 'You look sexy, Sy.'

'Do I?' Simon giggled. 'How's about now,' he rolled onto his belly and
hooked the back of his shorts down displaying his lower back but not quite
enough of what Marshall wanted to see.

'Slut,' Marshall laughed and sat on the bed. He had the funny feeling that
this was his day, the circumstances were right and they were totally
secure. The kicker was that the mood was also right, Dash was about his
business and unlikely to disturb them. He and Simon gone on from their
mutual wanking to blow jobs but the ultimate was still to be
savoured. Marshall thought back to his one and only joining with Dash and
sighed... if only Simon...  He felt his organ swell and move into poke and
prod mode. If Simon wasn't ready, he certainly was.

'Who's got a woody then?' Simon laughed rolling onto his back again.

'I have,' Marshall smirked slowly tugging down the front of Simon's shorts
exposing the boy's tight briefs. 'Let's share a shower.'

'We gonna do things?' Simon asked eagerly.

'Maybe give you babies,' Marshall stood up and hauled the smaller boy to
his feet.

'And I'd give you them back,' Simon replied full of bravado and refusing to
be put down by his larger pal.

'That's a deal,' Marshall clasped Simon around the waist and slid his hands
into the back of the shorts and the briefs clasping Simon's tight little
snowy white buns. 'You up for it?' Marshall croaked.

'I'll try anything once... twice if I like it,' Simon ran from the room
shedding his clothing in a series of hops and jumps. Marshall looked
heavenwards, it was now or never.

By the time he got himself naked and into the bathroom Simon was in the
shower with the glass door closed. Marshall slid it open and entered to the
warmth and steam, he was immediately grabbed by a soapy body and Simon
wriggled against him futilely humping with his fully extended and fully
hard boy cock.

'Hey, slow down you randy midget,' Marshall laughed and grasped firm
flesh. 'It's growing,' he commented. Funnily enough it wasn't just
flattery, he could swear that the tiny Simon wasn't all that tiny anymore
and he certainly didn't lack in stiffness, his cock was like a well oiled
steel bar but Marshall was more interested in the soapy, jiggly and
exceedingly slippery litle bubbles of flesh which looked more the ass of a
child than a growing boy. He had to have Simon and then move onto other
things. He's been keeping and eye out for Nick who hung around the
store. Nick's pal Eddy seemed to have disappeared which pleased Marshall no
end as he fancied Nick immensely and with Eddy out of the way the other boy
was up for grabs or so Marshall assumed. Nick was all Marshall wanted to be
or wanted to look like, all baggy gear and suave as a fifteen year old
could be... and attractive. Such a cute tippy up nose it made Marshall
groan as he held Simon a little too tightly.

'You're squashing me,' Simon sniggered. 'And you're so hard, maybe my lucky
day,' he looked up at Marshall and rubbed his soapy belly up against
Marshall's bloated penis.

'Dash wants you,' Marshall finally broke his long silence. Simon was his
pal and it was only fair to warn him.

'Jeez, I know that,' Simon giggled. 'You first though.' His little tongue
lapped at Marshall's smooth chest. 'Pity we're such different sizes.'

'Everyone's the same size in a bed,' Marshall countered.

'Really?' Simon grinned. 'You know when Dash was talking about 'doggy' the
other day?'

'Yeah,' Marshall laughed. He adjusted the shower's nozzle to get rid of the
soap and foam. 'We could try out my bed theory and your doggy fantasy at
the same time.'

'Scientific experimentation is cool,' Simon giggled again.

'So's sweaty sex,' Marshall slid the door open and grabbed towels. The
talking was over and he so wanted to get down to business, he wanted to get
down to fucking the ass of his little pal to be brutally honest but he
would give Simon himself in return, they were Eerie's top investigators and
a partnership after all. Marshall ushered the giggling Simon back to his
room and clasping his little pal fell onto the bed in a flurry of arms and
legs.

'You will take it easy and stop if I say so,' Simon pleaded and then spoilt
it by ducking his head and licking Marshall's still damp cock which had now
inflated to bursting point. 'You ain't going to last,' Simon grinned and
seductively ran his pointed tongue across Marshall's pee slit. 'Yummy.'

'Tease,' Marshall laughed and upended the boy. He was going to try
something new and didn't really know if he could go through with it or
not. He positioned the smaller boy on his belly and then spread his
legs. Flathanding Simon's tiny butt apart he took one look at the small
darker pink circle of muscle and ducked his head.

'Ooooooh...' Simon spasmed and clutched the pillow as he felt Marshall's
mouth in his crack and then the busy probings of a wet and hot flickering
tongue. 'You monster,' he gabbled but stuck his ass in the air
inadvertantly exposing more of his back door.

'Grrrr...' Marshall got his tongue deep into the tiny and well stretched
hole tasting and savouring the smoothness and funkiness coming from his
wriggling pal, unseen by Simon he slipped his tube of sun tan oil from
under his pillow. It was now or never. ''Do you like Dash?' He asked
smearing his oil over Simon's shrunken balls and then up and under toying
with the smaller boy's exposed hole.

'Yeah... he'd got a huge pecker,' Simon giggled as he felt Marshall's
finger at his sphincter and then glide inside and move to and fro. 'Finger
fucking,' he observed.

'What about Nick?'

'Eddy's sidekick... he's sorta sweet,' Simon oohed and aahed as Marshall's
finger moved in and out sinking deeper and deeper. 'Betcha you got the hots
for him.'

'How so?'

'I've seen you looking at him,' Simon cackled like an old crone. 'Seconds
for me.'

'You get thru' Dash first.' Marshall kissed one snowy flank and the
other. 'And me.'

'Come on Marsh,' Simon pushed himself up on the bed until he was in a
crouching position with his legs spread apart. Marshall's cock jerked as he
saw the oiled pucker now fully exposed and even slightly open displaying
the darker red of Simon's squeaky clean gut. It didn't get better than
this.

He knelt upright and moved in closer on his knees slowly guiding his
bloated and dripping glans into Simon's crack. Simon flinched but stayed
firmly in place. 'Stop if I say so,' Simon murmured.

'Right,' Marshall held the boy's slender hips guiding his erection into
place by just sliding forward until his drooling member had nowhere else to
go.

'Oooooh... aaah!' Simon groaned but still held firm even pushing back as he
felt Marshall's swollen knob press against him and stretch his sphincter to
what seemed splitting point and then it eased. Marshall's slippery lump was
inside him and the smaller boy's ring closed slightly around Marshall's
oiled shaft. Marshall groaned and slipped in further gaining another inch,
they were locked together. 'Going down,' Simon grated and slowly lowered
himself onto his belly with Marshall still inside him and now moving slowly
gaining depth. Marshall was in a daze, Simon was so hot and so tight... and
so willing. He thought his pal might have had second thoughts once he had
some thick, juicy cock in his belly but he hadn't, he reached back with one
hand and stroked Marshall's leg as Marshall stared to move up and
down. Marshall was on his end game and he slowly and gently fucked his way
into his friend until he felt his dark brown pubics nestle against Simon's
crack.

'So beautiful...' he crooned kissing the back of Simon's neck under his
thick auburn hair.

'I am aren't I,' Simon giggled. He wriggled his little boy fanny and pushed
up. 'It feels absolutely huge.'

'Think if it was Dash's.'

'Oooh.' Simon gave a little shudder. 'You know what I'd like... the
ultimate?'

'Tell me,' Marshall gasped slowly moving in and out of Simon's deliciously
tight and hot tiny hole. He screwed in even harder to be rewarded by Simon
pushing back up onto him, the boy loved it.

'I'd like to suck Nick whilst you fuck me.'

'Bold,' Marshall laughed in spite of his climax building. 'If I get to Nick
you have a deal.'

'And other things.'

'All in good time,' Marshall grunted now going faster and faster. He was
feeling quite pleased with himself. Simon slept over nearly every weekend
over the long summer holiday, they even had a tent they shared on hot
evenings. Many fun nights lay in the future. Dash and Nick? Who knew where
it was going to end.

'Oh, oh, oh...' Simon clutched the pillow and bit it as Marshall slapped in
for the last time and stayed in deep. Simon clenched his ass as he felt
Marshall's cock jerk and then throb. He gasped in surprise as he felt
Marshall's hot spunk squirt into his gut and the squishiness and wet heat
seemed to fill him.

'Gawd,' Marshall moaned as he felt his still hard cock coated with his own
cum seeming to soften just a little. 'My Gawd,' he licked Simon's sweaty
neck and slowly withdrew his dripping cock from the boy's flooded ass. He
hurriedly rammed a t-shirt between Simon's butt cheeks as he saw the red
and puffy pucker close expelling a drool of second hand cum. It was
over. Simon was well and truly fucked and so was he.

'You cum gallons,' Simon muttered into the pillow. 'It felt so weird.'

'Yeah,' Marshall whispered tiredly remembering back to the first time Dash
had fucked him. 'Liquid love.'

'Crap,' Simon rolled over onto his back. 'I gotta go,' he rushed for the
door heading for the bathroom still with Marshall's soiled t-shirt rammed
up his ass.

'Whew,' Marshall gazed at the ceiling. 'Next time a bit more class,' he
promised himself. He wasn't familiar with the word 'raver' but if he had
been it would have been the word he would have used to describe his
friend. Simon had loved it in spite of it being his first time. Marshall
had a bet with himself, Simon would want it again before the afternoon was
out.

'Do you know what a 'frontal' is?' Simon returned and asked from the door.

'Dash told me,' Marshall smiled back at his bedraggled pal. Simon looked on
the verge of collapse but he wasn't done yet.

'Was that when you had sex?'

'Of course.' Marshall looked up, there was no point in denying the
obvious. Both he and Dash had suspected that the inquisitive Simon had
worked out their not so secret secret.

'I'll do you frontal,' Simon stroked his fully hard pointy penis and
grinned. 'Then you can do me that way as well.'

'You sure?'

'Damn right I am,' Simon suddenly appeared to be running things. He spread
Marshall's legs and knelt between them, the older boy was already laying on
his back so it was no great effort for Simon to work out what to do
next. He lifted Marshall's legs onto his shoulders and shuffled in,
Marshall did the rest, he folded his knees down onto his chest exposing
himself. Simon didn't even look down, he gazed into Marshall's eyes, guided
himself in by hand and once happy with his position shoved.

'Jeeezus, Sy,' Marshall shouted out and nearly struggled free but Simon was
lodged in him. Once the smaller boy froze in a panic Marshall held his
skinny hips and relaxed. 'Slowly, slowly...'

'Sorry, sorry, Marsh,' Simon looked so contrite that Marshall nearly
laughed but he was enjoying the smaller boy in him. Dash had been slow and
loving but he was big 'down there', Simon was just right maybe a little on
the small size but what he lacked in mass he made up for in energy. He
worked his way into Marshall kissing all the time and then went at it like
a rabbit. Marshall didn't have to wait too long, a few minutes later it was
all over, he'd barely had time to get used to Sy and the kid had shot his
bolt in a manner of speaking.

'That was quick,' Marshall hugged the trembling and sweat coated boy to his
chest feeling Simon's slipery dick sliding free.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was so horny...' Simon tailed off.

'It'll last longer next time.'

'When?' Simon grinned.

'When we've had a shower and eaten. Don't forget my parents and sister
won't be back until it's dark... that gives us around five or six hours
yet.'

'What if they come home early?'

'We'd better get on with that shower then,' Marshall patted Simon's
bottom. Yeah, a full frontal sounded good.

Over the following days Marshall did a little investigating. Nick's pal
Eddy spent most of the summer break with cousins in the next county leaving
Nick at a loose end. Why Nick didn't seem to have other friends was a bit
of a mystery to Marshall but it seemed to be a fact of life backed up by
the fact that Nick seemed just to aimlessly mooch around Eerie town centre
and the World of Stuff in particular. It was at the store that he finally
made his move, he'd handed Simon over to Dash at Dash's request, the grey
haired boy clearly had Simon in his sights and both were spending the day
at the mill swimming and maybe getting to know each other a little
better. Marshall knew that if Dash got the urge Simon was more than willing
to go the whole way and he was happy with that. He was in hot pursuit of
sweet Nick and just hoped that things would go well.

'Hi Nick, hot out there,' Marshall sidled upto Nick on the pinball machine
and tried to look bored.

'Hi Marsh,' Nick looked up for a moment and smiled as if welcoming
company. 'Where's your little pal?'

'Oh, Simon... he's swimming.'

'Not a bad judge,' Nick plucked at his baggy t-shirt for once his huge
jacket was on the floor although he still had his ball cap screwed onto his
head peak to the rear of course. 'Where does he go. Down the creek?'

'Nah, we've got our private place, us and Dash that is.'

'That spooky kid,' Nick laughed. 'That is one weirdo.'

'He's alright,' Marshall replied defensively although Nick was right, Dash
was weird... and he had a big dick and a fine tight white bottom but he
didn't mention those small facts. 'Wanna drink?'

'If you're buying,' Nick grinned and picked his coat up. 'Where's your
secret private place then?'

'It wouldn't be secret or private if I told you,' Marshall laughed.

'Probably full of screaming kids.'

'Wouldn't be private if it was full of kids,' Marshall played along. He
could see that Nick was interested or maybe he was just being nosey.

'So it's private?' Nick sat an a stool at the counter and allowed Marshall
to order up chilled drinks, nothing too expensive but adequate as far as a
freebie went. 'Who uses this mysterious place apart from yourself and your
little pal.'

'My little pal again,' Marshall grinned. 'Well, he'll be there with Dash
right now doing a mud wallow... just like, er... hippos and things.'

'You make it sound so exciting,' Nick grinned holding his glass absorbing
the coolness. 'All slippery and muddy. shame. Pity you haven't got a clean
pool to swim in, the kids down the creek drive me bananas.'

'It is mainly clean, it's just Simon likes all the slide and slip.'

'You could offer to take me on a visit, I'm bored out of my skull plus it
is damn hot... where is it?'

'I could take you but it is secret, only three of us use it.'

'You geeks don't have a mandatory speedo rule do you?'

'Nah, briefs, boxers or skinnydips,' Marshall grinned. He had his little
fishy on a hook now was the time to reel him in. 'We could take a walk
around after this if you like.'

'H'OK. gotta be worth a stretch out in the shade at least. Where is it?'

'Come on,' Marshall laughed and swallowed his drink. It was time to move
before the delicious Nick changed his mind. The heat was overbearing and
that was to Marshall's advantage, surely once the overdressed Nick saw the
pool and it's shady surrounds he would want to shed some gear, after that
it was game on!

'So where we going?' Nick sauntered lazily after Marshall as they cut
around the back of what they called the main drag and headed for the woods.

'The Old Mill.'

'You are having a joke,' Nick screeched and stopped dead. 'It's haunted.'

'Don't be a wuss.' Marshall laughed. 'If little Sy can swim there it can't
be that haunted and anyway, that's what makes it private. Dangerous
structure, which it isn'. Haunted, whoooo, which it isn't...'

'OK... lead on,' Nick caught up and slapped Marshall on the back. 'Marsh,
my old pal.'

Marshall and Nick followed the old and nearly overgrown trail to the Mill
which it had to be admitted did have a bad reputation but the ghost of
Grungy Bill had been laid to rest and Dash and the boys had more or less
taken the place over. They had even cleared out the old store and made it a
virtual home from home for the stray grey haired boy. It now had two
sleeping alcoves which since their original breaking the ice day had been
in constant use. Marshall knew for a fact that Dash was intent on fucking
litle Simon on that particular afternoon and Simon was just as intent on
sampling Dash's extra long schlong, his attitude being that if Marshall
could handle it then so could he. Marshall didn't quite know how he was
going to tackle Nick but he was hoping that the Gods were on his side. In
fact, as they got sweatier and sweatier Marshall pulled off his upper
clothing and a few minutes later Nick followed his lead giving Marshall his
first view of Nick without the abundance of clothing he normally wore.

'That's better,' Nick lifted one arm and sniffed. 'Whew... take a sniff.'

'When you've washed it,' Marshall grinned observing the tiny patch of
armpit hair. Nick had less hair there than he had, he wondered what the
slender boy had inside his baggy jeans. He suddenly realised that Nick was
thinner than he was, not skinny but not as well built which cheered
Marshall up no end. Nick minus his baggy jumpers and coat had a nice body,
cleanly defined but not a jock by any means. 'You must do some sport,'
Marshall looked at Nick's flat belly with the faintest image of a six pack
.

'Swimming, I'm not into the rough stuff,' Nick grinned striking a muscle
pose making his abs more prominent. 'I haven't got the build for
football... I like wresting though, that takes skill more than muscle.'

'I was learning some wrestling moves playing around with Simon.' That was
an outright lie but it was a feed for Nick and he snapped it up.

'You wrestle with me, I'll show you some moves,' Nick laughed and gave an
outright lecherous look.

Marshall grinned as the Mill came into sight. Things were getting better
and better but was Nick for real or just kidding?

Marshall led the way ducking under the old cautionary tape and ignoring the
warning signs, Nick followed cautiously until he heard the sound of
laughing and shouting and then hurried to catch up Marshall who had rounded
the building onto the veranda that overlooked the pool to the rear of the
building. The small river that turned the wheel once upon a time was to the
front of the building and then curved sharply to disgorge into the pool and
then filtered into the main river about a hundred yards away. The mill
itself was on a small spur of land that nearly made it an island which was
handy as far as the lads were concerned and from the layout of the pool
with it's small jetty they assumed that boats collected prepared flour once
upon a time but no longer. Calling the mill's pool a pool was a misnomer,
in fact, it was a small lake and got bigger as the meltwater came
downstream in the spring and then shrank as the long hot summer
progressed. Dash and Simon were a short distance away and were covered in
mud and totally naked. They waved and hollered as Marshall and Nick
appeared and seemed unconcerned with their nudity or their covering of mud.

'It's great,' Simon called out. 'Yeeech...' He screamed as Dash grabbed him
and dragged him backwards into the mud. Marshall blushed and hoped that
Nick hadn't spotted that Dash was sporting a full blown hardon.

'They seem to be having fun,' Nick observed dryly. 'Lotsa fun.'

'It's private,' Marshall grinned. 'It's secret as well... yeah?'

'Cross my heart and hope to die,' Nick crossed himself. 'That water looks
good.'

'Come in and I'll show you our litttle room.'

'Little room?' Nick laughed. 'Lead on, Marsh my man.'

Marshall took Nick into the large room that had once been a store but since
cleaned out and made into what Simon and he called a clubhouse and Dash
called his living quarters but it was scruffy, clean and cool with the
water rushing under the solid wooden floors.

'We can use this bit,' Marshall led Nick in and threw his excess clothing
on his makeshift bed.

'All the comforts of home,' Nick's teeth flashed in the gloom. 'Betcha you
have fun in here,' his voice broke.

'Sometimes,' Marshall admitted. 'Swimming?'

'Yeah, why not?' Nick dumped his coat and t-shirt sitting on the bed to
remove his socks and baseball boots. 'Nice to get them off.'

'Yeah,' Marshall sat alongside and followed Nick's lead concious of the
barechested boy alongside wondering whether to make a move or leave it
until they were in the water. He could smell Nick's sweat and cursed to
himself as he felt himself begin to harden up, this could prove
embarrassing but Nick saved the day.

'Attack me.'

'What?'

'Attack me,' Nick turned his back on Marshall. 'You wanted to learn some
moves,' as he spoke he unclipped his jeans and they dropped around his
ankles. Marshall needed no further encouragement, once he saw Nick down to
his tighty white briefs with his jeans around his ankles he leapt on the
slender swimmer still with his own jeans in place. There was a quick flurry
of moves and Marshall found himself on his back with Nick straddlinghis
belly and grinning down. 'I cheated, I was ready for you,' Nick grinned
again and wriggled himself on Marshal's groin. Marshall was lost, Nick's
soft bottom pressed on his crotch and the boy's bulked out groin stared him
on the face. He could see that Nick was also showing signs of arousal and
he could clearly see Nick's penis slowly stretching itself within the taut
white cotton. 'I like you, Marsh,' Nick croaked and blushed a little but
then he really did it. He wriggled his sweet boy fanny on Marshall's
rapidly stiffening cock. 'And I think you like me,' his voice had dropped
to just above a whisper.

'I do,' Marshall risked his all and reaching out stroked Nick's taut belly
feeling the warmth and hardness of the young swimmer's abdominals. As Nick
just gave a contented sigh Marshall reached lower and gently grasped the
bulge inside the white briefs. 'Move up a bit,' he ordered staring into
Nick's grey eyes.

Grinning Nick shuffled up a bit making sure to rub his sweet ass on
Marshall's erection on the way and perched kneeling across Marshall's bare
chest.

Marshall reached out again only this time he reached under clasping Nick's
soft bottom and moved the boy even closer so that his cotton clad crotch
was mere inches away. Then with some effort he bent forwards so that he was
able to nuzzle the sweat damp material with dry lips.

'You wouldn't dare,' Nick whispered.

'Wanna bet,' Marshall planted the first of many hot kisses on Nick's now
fully aroused but cramped hardness and still contained within his tighty
white briefs.

'They won't come in will they?' Nick asked nervously reaching behind where
he could now feel Marshall's own erection inside his jeans, he tugged the
zip down and felt Marshall almost in the flesh apart from his boxers. 'Big
boy,' he grinned and slipped his hand in the boxer's fly finally feeling
hot naked flesh in his hand.

'No,' Marshall groaned in pleasure and hooked down the front of Nick's
briefs allowing a slender uncircumcised and very hard boy cock to spring
free. He had to have it and grabbing Nick's hips pulled the boy right in so
that he could finally lick the drooling cherry red glans.

'Oh, my Gawd,' Nick groaned. 'This is so good,' he pulled himself free and
with erection waggling tore off Marshall's jeans and boxers and attacked
Marshall's jerking cock with his hot, wet mouth. All the same he maneuvered
around so that his own hardness was by Marshall's face. Marshall grinned,
this kid knew what he was doing, without any prompting he'd gone straight
into a sixty niner and he was good. Nick took Marshall's steel hard fiver
in deep and sucked as if on a popsicle, Marshall returned the favour. Both
were sweaty, slightly funky and as hard as rocks. Marshall grasped Nick's
soft white cheeks and pulled the boy in deeply feeling the smooth and
copiously oozing glans slide in and out of his gullet. 'I'm gonna pop,'
Nick spluttered around Marshall's cock. He then span around grabbing
Marshall's hair and held Marshall's head steady and let fly. Poor Marshall
nearly choked as his mouth was filled with thick, creamy and very tart
spunk. He gobbled and swallowed as Nick let go with a massive cum that
almost ran from Marshall's nose. As it was he finished up with spillage on
his lips and jaw but then flopped back casually playing with Nick's
deflated penis and let his new lover take care of him.

Nick knew what he was at, before he was done he had two fingers deep inside
Marshall finger fucking as he sucked and when Marshall exploded be took in
every last drop and squeezed Marshall's flaccid pecker dry. Seconds later
they were face to face kissing and exchanging spunky kisses oblivious to
the noise coming from the other side of the room. Dash and Simon had arived
and were very clearly 'at it' in their own little nook.

'We gotta fuck,' Marshall whispered. OK, not very romantic but say it the
way you see it was what his dad always said and now he knew Nick was
clearly no virgin why not.

'I don't normally fuck on my first date,' Nick grinned but also kept his
voice down. 'Have you done things with the other two?'

'Yeah.' Marshall kissed Nick on his tippy up nose. I was hoping that our
threesome would become a foursome.'

'As long as everyone gives and takes...'

'Sure, that's the way it is,' Marshall grinned. 'No passengers here.'

'Great, I'm in,' Nick grinned. 'But you and I first.'

'That's a big yes,' Marshall lay back cuddling his new bestest best
friend. Well, that was Simon's role really but things were a bit mixed up
at present and from the subdued squeaks coming from the other cubby Simon
had his hands full, his mouth full or maybe it was his little white bottom
but one thing was for sure. Dash was doing all the huffing and puffing and
Sy was on the receiving end.

'Let's have a splash, I feel manky,' Nick got to his knees and ducking his
head nuzzled Marshall's spunk stained but limp organ. 'We can give that
another outing before the afternoon's over.'

'What about a get together for the real thing?' Marshall pushed his agenda.

'Patience, patience,' Nick laughed softly. 'Soon... very soon.'

Both naked they tippy toed by Dash's curtained alcove stiffling giggles as
they heard Simon demanding Dash go 'faster' and 'harder' accompanied by the
slapping of flesh upon flesh. Once in the sunshine they climbed down from
the veranda onto the old jetty and slipped into the water.

'Jeez, that's cold!' Nick sqealed and grabbed Marshall's slippery body as
he surfaced alongside.

'Damn right,' Marshall laughed and wrapped his arms around Nick's smooth
and wet flesh. After that it was rough and tumble all the way with grab
dick and ass being the main aim. After a while they splashed their way to
the supports under the veranda and canoodled as the old timers would call
it. Mind you, the older folk would probably have boys and girls in mind but
Marshall and Nick were beyond that. They'd both tasted each other and were
up for more of the same.

'You've got no foreskin,' Nick held Marshall's penis firmly and moved his
hand up and down slowly. 'You're not Jewish are you?'

'Not as far as I know,' Marshall grinned. 'We go to the same church as your
family.'

'That's true,' Nick nodded. 'Anyway, who cares. I bet you're a good fuck.'

'You'll find out soon enough,' Marshall laughed and pulled Nick back into
the water. 'This weekend?' He held Nick around the waist as they stood in
the shallow water. 'A fuck for me and a fuck for you,' he could feel Nick's
hardness pressing against his.

'Fix it up, Romeo,' Nick glued his lips to Marshall's and his tongue
slipped into Marshall's open mouth. 'I gotta have you, Marsh,' he clasped
Marshall's buttocks and squeezed the firm flesh.

'Ditto... right now I'd like to take you back in the dry and suck you dry.'

'Catch me,' Nick laughed and breaking free clambered from the water with
Marshall in hot pursuit. This time they didn't bother creeping by the other
two, they ran in and around the corner into Marshall's alcove and sprawled
on the bed still wet and resumed their kissing and wrestling around. This
time Marshall laid Nick out flat and crouched between his legs fondling
Nick's stiffness until it was totally hard with it's foreskin in retreat
and it's dark red glans shiny with dribble as the slender swimmer pumped up
into Marshall's eager mouth

'Gawd,' Marshall gobbled as his hands underneath Nick clasped and fondled
the firm young buttocks dragging Nick up into his mouth. Nick just sighed
and moaned happy with what was happening to him, he'd fancied Marshall for
a long time and never had the courage to approach him, being accosted by
Marshall in the store had made his day and what had happened since had made
it even better.

'Uh, uh,' he jerked his hips upwards into Marshall's sweet suction feeling
his juices rising and his scrotum pulling in tight, he was on the
verge. 'Yesss...' He flopped back as he felt his red hot sperm shoot up his
shaft to be eagerly swallowed by his young lover. It was over too quickly
but Marshall's hot and wet mouth stayed on his slippery cock until it began
to soften. Both of them ignored the giggles coming from the pair in the
next section.

'Your turn,' Nick pushed Marshall flat a few moments later and followed his
moves. He too crouched between Marshall's outspread legs and held the boy's
circumcised cock upright licking across and around the bulging glans before
taking the succulent lump into his mouth and sucking. At the first taste of
cum he began to bob his head up and down slipping his wet lips up and down
Marshall's thick shaft until he felt the slick knob slide in and out of his
throat. As Marshall lifted his hips in urgent movement Nick grasped
Marshall't tight bottom and slid his finger in dead centre on a coating of
sweat and dampness.

'Oooh...' Marshall warbled as he felt a finger enter his hole and start
pumping in and out. That was enough, with belly clenched he thrust into
Nick's mouth holding the slender boy tightly and offloaded squirt after
sqirt of his bubbling hot spunk deep into Nick's avid swallows. It was all
over... their first and only session was done and as both lay alongside
lazily kissing and listening to the other two a curtain away they grinned
at each other. There'd be more of this and as they gazed and rubbed noses
they both knew what came next. The next time they would make love and was
all the way.



			     Final Chapter to come



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