Date: Thu, 15 Feb 2024 17:17:56 +0000
From: Paul Biffin
Subject: Cameron's Story 4 - Life in Somerset
We settled into rural life quite easily. Our neighbours seemed to like
us. Everyone seemed chatty and pleasant. We heard no homophobia, which
was one of our main worries, We face-timed friends and family back in
Sussex. Luke promised us he would come and stay, but we're still
waiting.
We did some performances for our online fans. They were greeted with
approval, and cash. We took up a bit of role play on them, which went
down very well. We re-enacted some of the situations from when we were
whoring ourselves in Brighton (see previous chapters)
Sam popped by quite often to `relieve himself' after rugby. One day, we
thought we could push it a little further. He arrived early Saturday
evening, as usual. We greeted him wearing silk dressing gowns and
matching PUMP! Jock straps. Once inside, we led him to the bedroom, We
kissed and gently stripped him, teasing him a little as we did so. Once
naked, I led him to the shower, while Pete prepared the bedroom. He also
set the cameras rolling. In the shower I soaped him all over, paying
particular attention to his oversize penis. We kissed, I turned him
round, kissing the nape of his neck, with my cock sliding between his
thighs. Once out I towelled him down and asked him to lay face up on the
bed. I took the feet and legs, Pete the neck and shoulders, giving him a
thorough massage. He closed his eyes to the world, enjoying the
sensations. I spread his legs, working slowly up to his thighs, making
sure I brushed his tightening scrotum with every upward stroke. Pete
worked down on his pecs, running oily fingers round the nipples. Sam was
sighing, away in another world. Pete reached the abs, his dick sliding up
and down Sam's neck as he headed to the pubic mound, his hand, rubbing
the underside of Sam's cock that was straining up past the belly button.
Pete was tempted to wank him, but we didn't want to lose control. We
then asked him to turn over. Pete started on his shoulders and back. I
was on his feet and calves. I then knelt between his legs, massaging his
buttocks with extra oil, so it became very slippery. My fingers were in
his crack, seeking out his pleasure hole. I thought he may tell me to
stop, but he just moaned, so I eased my index finger in, to the sound of
more moaning. He pushed back slightly on my finger, so I pushed my middle
finger in as well. Oooh, that's so nice he went so I started very
carefully finger fucking him, finding his prostate. Pete, by now had
spread a liberal amount of oil on his back and sliding his hands around.
I leaned over and fell onto Sam's back, using my body to massage him, my
hard cock sliding along his left thigh. He almost whispered DO IT!. I
eased up higher so my dick slipped into his crack. I pointed my cock
downward till it found his cherry. For fuck sake DO IT! He shouted. I
slid in and he lost his virginity. I lifted myself into a push-up
position and started to fuck him slowly. Pete had gone round to the side,
so he could stroke my arse as it went up and down. He was wanking,
knowing full well, it was all being captured on film. HARDER ! he called
out, so I banged him deep till, with a shudder, I emptied inside him. I
pulled out and he turned over, His cock seemed bigger than ever. Pete
took it in his mouth, wanking the base of it. I'm cumming he cried. Pete
took his mouth away as jet after jet shot into the air. As it was
subsiding, Pete cleaned him up with his tongue. I got off the bed and
knelt on the floor. Pete came round and wanked cum all over my face and
body, before leaning down, licking my face clean and kissing Sam,
emptying some of my juices into his mouth. Sam was still breathing
heavily. Once he had calmed down he took another shower, while we slipped
our robes back on and went downstairs. When Sam came down we presented
him with some shiny, baggy NFL football shorts. We asked if he'd like to
stay the night, but he had to pop home to do some bits on the farm, but
agreed to come back in the morning.
That evening, over a glass or 2 of wine, we edited the film, selecting
the best camera angles and ensuring Sam's face was well pixelated. 10.30
Sunday morning, Sam was back, wearing his new shorts. Which had a lot
more ball room than his others. We sat round with coffee, chatting and
easing the conversation round to the previous evening. Sam looked
slightly coy to start with, but we were soon all giggling about it. He
couldn't believe gay sex would be so satisfying, but insisted he still
preferred fanny, though we thought he just preferred to be in control,
which he certainly wasn't with us. We asked if he'd like to watch what
happened, He looked very quizzical, so we put the TV on and hit play. His
eyes grew bigger and bigger as the scene played out. It was as though
there were 3 unknown characters on the screen. Pete and I stoked
eachother through our boxers, Sam had his hand up the leg of his shorts,
his cock tenting them impressively. By the time Sam was on his back on
the TV, we were all wanking. Pete went over to Sam, knelt down to suck
him off, whilst Sam's eyes were still glued to the screen. I was trying
to watch the TV and the 2 of them at the same time, which was too much
and I shot onto the laminate floor. Sam filled Pete's mouth with cum and
Pete shot onto the floor like me. Wow! We said, almost in unison. We
explained to Sam how our little money making video worked. He agreed we
could upload it, as long as we split the cash. It very quickly became our
biggest earner!