Date: Fri, 13 Apr 2012 07:01:18 +0200 From: Rick Masters Subject: A Touch of Heaven - 17 A Touch of Heaven This story is based on the life of one George Carr. (Name changed -- obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves. Although based on truth, there are some chapters where the truth has been embellished quite a lot. This chapter and some of those following fall into this category. (Chapter 24 is an exception -- you will understand when you read it.) See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details. If you would like to, write to me at succum@gmx.com as I would love to hear from you and know what you think about this story. Remember this story contains reference, graphically, to sexual relations between two teenage boys. If this is illegal in your country or if you find such things offensive then close down this page in your browser and look somewhere else. Now, read on and enjoy Rick. A Touch of Heaven Chapter 17 Our friendship continued and we enjoyed being with each other as much as possible even though this was reduced by the way we had to behave at school to avoid becoming victims of the homophobes. Sometimes this meant that we would go a whole day without being able to talk to each other and so would then have to resort to a telephone call in the evening. But even that had to be restricted because we could not risk having one of our parents overhear some aspects of our conversation. With Scott's scouts and sports and my different activities, we did not even manage to see each other every weekend either. I believe that both of us regretted this situation but also knew that we were powerless to do anything about it either. We were part way into the second year of our relationship when Scott's sixteenth birthday came up. It was not a big affair as like us Scott's parents did not have a lot of spare money and so our birthday's tended to be small and somewhat tame affairs. For Scott's sixteenth I was his only guest and we went out for a meal with his parents and then they dropped us off at the cinema so that we could watch a movie while they went on home. When the film was finished, Scott's dad picked us up and took me home to my house and then took Scott on home to his house. The cinema was reasonably full which meant that there was nowhere for us to sit where we would be private from others and this meant that we dare not even hold hands let alone do anything more. And with me being dropped off at my house on the way home to their house, we had no opportunity for me to even kiss him happy birthday. I felt rather bad for that and so was pleased later on in the week when we had the opportunity and I bottomed for him to fuck me twice without him having to get me off at all. However, the position we were in for that second fuck had his cock raking across my prostate on almost every stroke and I shot my load before he had finished his fuck without either of us touching my cock at all. Scott was really chuffed over that as he looked on it as having sufficient power over me to be able to make me cum hands free. When my sixteenth birthday came Scott said he wanted to give himself to me and that meant he wanted to see how many times I could fuck him without stopping. We were fortunate in that my birthday was going to take the form of a meal out and then a sleepover with a rented video if we wanted it. But it also meant that Scott was able to come home with me straight after school and this gave us a couple of hours in the afternoon while my parents were out at work. As soon as we got home from school, we got ourselves something to eat and then went straight to my room where Scott did a striptease for me and then stripped me rather sensuously. He did not play much with my cock though and after giving it a little kiss, he lay down on the bed on his back and presented his arse to me as my gift. I lubed it up and began to stretch it with my fingers; but had not got that far when Scott said we were wasting time and I should just shove my cock in. Well if he was ok with that so was I, and after lubing my dick up, I held it aimed at his hole while I edged forward until we made contact. Then I added a bit more pressure and I am sure Scott was bearing down on me and I popped inside as my cock head slipped passed the ring gate at the entrance to his love canal. Scott gave a little grunt and then said I could go on but to take it slowly at first. Even with going slowly, I did not last long that first time and after only a few minutes of fucking his bum, I blew my stack, pumping out a couple of days build-up as I had not masturbated for the last two days in anticipation of our weekend together and also we had not been able to get together for most of the week. After that first orgasm, I slowed down to almost a stop but not quite and Scott squeezed his arse muscles tightly onto my cock to prevent me leaving his bum. After some very slow strokes while I got my breath back, I began to speed up once more and started my second fuck. This fuck took quite a bit longer and lasted about twenty minutes this time before I shot my load. I followed the same pattern once more and after just a brief respite with my cock still definitely plugging his bum I got going on my third non-stop fuck. Well my powers of recovery were not as strong as I had presumed them to be and so for this third fuck it took a long time and every last ounce of my stamina. Some forty five minutes or so later I felt my balls begin to pull up for the third time that afternoon and with one last almighty shove, I buried my cock in Scott right up to the hilt and began to pump out in spasm after spasm. As the last jerk of my orgasm died away, I collapsed forward onto Scott's belly and chest totally unable to make even one more thrust. Even my cock was exhausted and for the first time in our fucking history it began to wilt before I could pull it out. I apologised to Scott that I was unable to stay hard in him and he said it was not a problem and that as his bum was now feeling the impact of my onslaught onto and into him he was quite relieved that after being fucked for over an hour he could get a bit of a rest. After such a marathon, my cock was also a bit tender and we had both come anyway. Me three times in succession and Scott once, hands free, as had happened to me in a reversed role at his birthday. By the time we came to go to bed that evening my cock and Scott's bum were both rather red and we knew when those parts of our anatomy were having some pressure put on them. In fact I could not even take Scott sucking on my cock and so I went to bed with a bit of a hard on, and Scott got to blow a second load that day. But that second load went into my mouth. Even though I had gone to sleep with a semi hard on, when I woke up the next morning I did not have any wood. This was a first for me for a very long time. In fact I could not remember the last time I woke up without a morning glory. I was thankful for that as I discovered when I went for a pee that morning that George junior was still very tender and red and that as the urethra swelled to allow the flow of urine through it caused me a fair bit of pain. I could just imagine what that would be like if I had to contend with a hard cock putting more pressure on the tender parts and also having to force it downwards so that my pee went in the bowl and did not become a fountain over me. There is something to be said for having a shower in the morning. Fortunately our cocks have an amazing recovery system and the tenderness did not last for more than about forty eight hours and I was ready the next time we had an opportunity to fuck each other again. In fact it was that opportunity that gave us a bit of a scare. We had ridden our bikes along a trail in the nearby scrubland and had come across a fairly dense bit of thorny scrub which we decided to use to hide our bikes so that we could hike further into the wild off the beaten path. What we had not counted on was that we really did not know the route the path took after where we had left it and although we travelled some distance on foot through untamed growth our path had gone in a bit of a curve which brought us up fairly close to the path again which had also followed a bit of a curve but arcing in towards our arc. We had stopped in a bit of clearing where we could hear the river nearby. I had been carrying the back pack and I let it slide off my shoulders onto the ground. We then moved on just a little to see exactly where the river was and were delighted to discover that it was only about twenty metres from the clearing but because of the surrounding bushes we could not see it from the clearing. Going back to the clearing which we believed was suitable far enough away from everything to make our noisy lovemaking safe we spread the rug out and started to undress each other. With the handy bottle of lube in his hand, Scott soon had a couple of fingers in me and was about to add a third when I told him that I was sure it was ok for him to just go for it. This he did and I took his cock quite easily stretching to accept something my bum had got very used to. The beauty of this was that I was that little bit tighter for Scott and so he got that little bit more pleasure out of me than if he had loosened me up more. Of course it also meant that he came sooner and so I got the opportunity to penetrate him. From the amount of noise that Scott made, I am not sure if he got more pleasure out of being fucked or out of fucking me. When we had finished, we left everything including our clothes by the clearing and went down into the river to wash up a bit. And then we went back to the clearing to find that our clothes were missing. We searched the rug and our back pack, but could find nothing. Then we heard a bit of a giggle coming from some of the bushes. Needless to say, our noise must have piqued the interest of a couple of people passing by on the path. These two boys must have come to investigate what the noise was and took the opportunity of our absence to play a joke on us. When we heard the giggle, Scott marched up to the bush where the sound had come from and giving the voyeurs a full on frontal view he parted the bushes and set eyes on two boys who must have been about 12 years old. Quick as a flash he reached in and grabbed one of the boys by the hair and began to haul him out. "So you think this is funny, do you?" he demanded of the hapless boy, who had been voluntarily joined by his mate. "Actually it is rather." His mate said and then gave another little titter. I couldn't help it and began to chortle as well as I thought it was quite funny as well. Scott obviously had not seen the funny side of it yet and continued; even though he had let the boy he had been holding go. "So you like looking at naked guys do you?" "Well we did not know you would be totally naked as there are no underpants in the pile; and it does look funny to see your cocks swinging and bouncing as you walk and jump trying not to get your feet hurt on the sharp edges." The boy who had been pulled out by the hair replied. "And then when you began to search for your clothes looking where you knew you had not left them ..." the other boy added. "Well now you have seen us, you had better give us back our clothes." Scott demanded. "They are there where we were hiding." Boy one said. I went to retrieve them while Scott stayed with the two boys. Scott was still making out that he was cross with them but this was because he now had had another plan. I got back with our clothes and sorted them out passing Scott his shirt and shorts and began putting mine on. "Don't you guys wear undies?" boy two asked. "Too uncomfortable." I answered as if that was enough explanation. I obviously did not want to tell them that it was too much extra to take off when we wanted to have sex. "Does it feel nice?" boy one asked. "You should try it and then you will know for yourself." I said. "But how do you hide your boners without undies to hold them in?" Boy one asked again correctly taking it for granted that we had the same problem with involuntary boners as he had. "In fact, I think you should find out right now." Scott said. "What do you mean?" Boy two asked nervously. "Well fair's fair. You have seen us naked and possibly more and we have answered some very personal questions asked by total strangers so it is only right that we should see you also; and along those lines if you take off your undies then you can leave them off and learn what it is like to free ball." Scott told them. "Umm... I don't know about that." Boy two said. "Well actually I don't know that you have much choice in the matter now. We are both bigger than you two and if you don't do it voluntarily we will just have to do it for you." Scott said. I never knew just how serious Scott was about this. I knew he had been with other guys before me and maybe he was serious enough to want to see these two naked; but we never needed to use the threat as both boys must have decided that stripping off themselves was less humiliating than being stripped by an older boy and soon they were standing there in just their footwear with a hand covering their cocks. "Well done guys, now move your hands and hold both of them above your heads so that we can get a proper look." Scott ordered again. Both boys complied rather gingerly but once they had done it, they seemed to have realised that they had crossed a bridge and they seemed to relax a little. For twelve year olds they had nothing to be ashamed of. Both of them had bigger cocks than mine was at that age and they were both sporting a nice dusting of pubic hair over the top of their cocks. Their cocks were cut as was the custom and so were no different from ours in that respect. The boys were so similar in that area they could have been twins. Their cocks had already started to grow both longer and thicker and they hung down over reasonably sized ball bags for their age. I cannot say that I was not tempted and I believe Scott was as well but we both managed to fight that off. "Thanks boys. You both have got very nice packages there. Better than I had at your age anyway. I think you can get dressed now. But remember no undies." I told them. Partially it was to put them out of their misery, but more to get the temptation away from me. "Before we do, can we see you again, please?" one of the asked. "No. I don't think that would be a good idea." Scott said. "What do we do with our undies?" The other asked. "You leave them here. Just give them to me." Scott again took control. Both boys handed their little briefs over to Scott who stood on tip toes and hung them on the highest branch he could reach. "And now you are going to walk part of the way back to town with us so that we know you have tried going commando for at least a little bit. With that both boys pulled their shorts up sliding them over two cocks that were beginning to get a little hard for the first time since we had seen them and now they were being covered up so that we would not see them erect at all. We packed up our back pack and set off back along the trail we had used to get there when the boys asked us why we were going that way when the path was nearby. We had them show us and were greatly surprised to find that we were only about thirty five metres from the path when we had been noisily fucking each other. As the boys had made no mention of this we were presuming that they did not actually catch us with erections let alone having a fuck. When we reached the spot where we had left our bikes we retrieved them and offered the boys a lift on our cross bars. They accepted and we dropped them off once we had got into the built up part of town, near to where they lived. After we had dropped the two boys off we headed towards our homes and discussed what had happened agreeing that we believed the boys had not seen us fucking. Strangely enough, neither of us ever mentioned this incident to each other at all.