Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2020 08:08:08 +0000 From: Aaron Ramsey Subject: James Comes of Age - Chapter 2 This is a work of fiction and any similarities to people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. It will contain references to gay sex amongst teenagers. If this offends you, or is not permitted in your location, please leave. The story is copyrighted by the author, who maintains exclusive rights to the story other than those permissions required for publication on the Nifty archive. Nifty is a free resource - help keep it that way by donating at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html JAMES COMES OF AGE CHAPTER 2 - Return to Ben and Adam's Returning to school after the holidays, James wished he could talk about his wank session with Ben and Adam but, as far as he knew, there were no other gay kids at his school. Being an all-boys school, he worried about the bullying he would receive if people knew that he was gay. Even in his year, calling something 'gay' was the highest insult imaginable. His evenings, on the other hand, were fun. Remembering jerking Adam off and the feeling as the other boy came filled his daily wank fantasies, even ousting thoughts of some of the hot guys in his class. One evening, a couple of weeks before the Easter holidays came round, the phone rang, and his mum called up the stairs that Ben wanted a chat. James headed off to grab the phone to see what was up. "Hey Ben, how are you doing?" he asked. "Great thanks. I was wondering if you were up for coming round for a sleepover the week we break up for the Easter holidays?" "Sounds great. School breaks up for me on the Thursday lunchtime, so any time after that will be cool." "We break up then as well. Ask your parents if you can stay a couple of nights this time as it's my birthday on the Friday and we're going out that night." "Will do. Can't see it being a problem. I know mum wants me to do revision for exams the rest of the holiday, but a couple of days at the start can't hurt. I'll have to think of something for your birthday." "Don't worry about that. Let me know on MSN if there is a problem." "Will do. Speak soon." James hung up and went back to his room to think. He'd managed to talk both Ben and Adam into the game of Soggy Biscuit last time, but what he was thinking of now was much more ambitious. Now, he knew he could get some of the stuff he needed out of his mum's work bag, and there were loads of playing cards round the house, but would he be able to get the boys to agree. The end of term rolled round, and James headed off, carrying his school bag and a sports bag with clothes in for the weekend. Getting off the bus in town rather than going to the end of the route where he would normally walk home from, he headed to McDonalds to get a burger as he knew Ben's mum would pop into the drive-through on her way from collecting Ben so he would have eaten in the car. After finishing his burger, he headed to the car park by the shopping centre to wait for Ben's mum to pick him up. Only five minutes after he arrived, her green Land Rover pulled into the car park. Ben jumped out to open the door and let James in. He threw his bags into the back where he could see Ben's school kit. When they arrived at Ben's house, the two boys jumped out and grabbed their bags to head up to Ben's room where they kicked off their shoes and took off their blazers and ties. "Is Adam not back yet?" asked James. "No. His school doesn't finish until normal time for some reason, so he'll get the bus back to the village as usual." "Fair enough. You got any new games?" The boys got into Ben's new console game for most of the afternoon, until there was a thudding from Adam's room, which backed on to Ben's, announcing that they younger boy had arrived home from school. "Give me a couple of minutes," said James, "I need to head for a piss." "Sure thing." Instead of heading across the corridor to the toilet, James turned right and walked into Adam's room. The boy was bent over his school bag, digging through what looked like PE kit. "Hi Adam," began James, "How was school?" "OK, I guess. You here for Ben's big birthday do?" "Yeah, 'till Saturday afternoon." "Can we play that game again this evening?" "I've got an idea for something better, but there is a risk you may not like it, so feel free to say no now. I'm not sure whether Ben would be up for SB again, but I reckon he won't say no to this one." "Tell me more," said Adam, eagerly. James ran through his plan and got Adam's agreement, which came more readily than he was expecting. He quickly popped into the toilet, flushed, and washed his hands. He'd tackle Ben later, but, as he had said to Adam, thought it unlikely Ben would refuse. Up in Ben's room in the evening, whilst they were watching TV, James started to work his plan on Ben. "Hey Ben," he began, "You got any new pics since last time?" "Sure have," he replied, "I'll grab them." He stood up and rummaged in one of his clothes drawers for a short while, coming back with a sheaf of papers. "Get a load of those James." James flicked, as well as he could, through the papers, some of which, he noticed, were stuck together in random places. Looking at the pictures, he could see a pattern in the subject matter. "I see you are a...what's the phrase...'arse man'," he said. Ben grinned as he replied, "Yeah, there's something about it. I don't know. I guess it is a power thing, seeing them bent over like that, just waiting for a cock." The front of Ben's black school trousers was bulging as he said that. "Sounds like you are getting desperate mate." "Yeah. I could do with a wank right now just thinking about it. There's a lass at school I really wouldn't mind bending over and giving a seeing-to." "As it's your birthday tomorrow, I had a thought about how you could be helped out. You know how last time I had to jerk your brother off, I was thinking that we could play a card game between the three of us and the winner gets to fuck the loser in the arse. I mean, bent over, what's the difference between a guy's arse and a girl's?" "You'd do that for me?" asked Ben, "'Cos my God I'd do that. The way I'm feeling, any hole's a goal." "Even your brother?" James queried, "Last time you wouldn't touch him." "Yeah well, that was different. That was his cock. With your idea I can close my eyes and think that it's a girl underneath me." "And you'd be willing to put your arse on the line as well?" "Hey, a two out of three chance of not getting done is good enough for me!" "And it's not gay if it's just once and you're helping a mate out. Call it your birthday present from me. I'll let Adam know we are on." As last time, Adam knocked diffidently on the bedroom door at the appointed time. He walked in wearing his school uniform, as James and Ben were sat on the two beds in the room, both wearing their uniforms. "Right," began James, "The reason for the uniforms is that it means we all start off the same. No-one's wearing a t-shirt under their shirt, right?" Head shakes all round. "Good. The way the game will work is this. I've got a shuffled pack of cards here." He riffled through the deck. "It's not a betting game, it's a game of simple chance. Each person is represented by a suit. You're spades Ben, I'm hearts and Adam, you've got diamonds. OK so far?" Nods. "As there's only three of use, clubs is spare. If you get an even numbered card, you remove a specific piece of clothing - 2 your blazer, 4 your tie, 6 your socks, 8 your jumper, 10 your shirt, queen your trousers and ace your underwear, but you have to remove them in order, so if you get an ace first time, you don't lose everything immediately. Like, if I get a 4 on the first turn, I don't take my tie off until the 2 is drawn, then I lose both. OK?" More nods. "The first to lose everything is the loser and is the one whose arse gets to be used by the winner, who is the last one with clothes on." Nods again. "Last few rules. Firstly, the person who draws the card, is the person to remove that piece of clothing, so Ben, if you get the two of hearts, you take my blazer off me. Secondly, the winner clearly has to be naked to claim their winnings, so the loser will strip the winner before the prize is claimed. Finally, as there are three of us, there are two jokers in the pack. When one joker is drawn, people don't remove their own clothes, you will do it for them. If the two jokers are with different people, you take it in turns, if one person gets both jokers then they must, as far as possible, not use their hands. All good?" "Yep," Ben agreed. "OK. Hope I don't get a joker," Adam said. "One very last thing, the person who is second out, the winner can decide what they want them to do. They can either give them a go on the loser, decide that that person has also lost with the consequences that involves, or let them sit out. They can change at any time to let that person sit out, or from loser to 'second winner'. Decisions to be made now, I think, so we all know where we stand. Ben?" "Person who comes second is second winner. They get the fun." "If I win," chipped in Adam, "I win. The reward is mine alone. Person who comes second sits out." "I'm with Adam. Unlucky loser if Ben wins. So, if we are all ready, the cards are in the middle. As it's your birthday, you can go first Ben, then in age order." The boys sat round on the floor cross-legged, the deck of cards between them. Ben noticed the tent in James' trousers. "Nervous or excited?" he asked. "Bit of both," James replied. Ben turned over the first card to reveal the three of diamonds. He breathed a sigh of relief. James then reached in and showed a Joker. "Well, fuck," he started. "Not yet - you've not won or lost yet," laughed Ben, as Adam pulled the four of clubs. "Whose tie?", he asked. "No-ones," James chipped in, "Clubs is safe." "Nice." Adam nodded. Ben reached for his second, and showed another safe card, his own king. James pulled the two of hearts, laughed and shook off his navy-blue blazer and hung it neatly on the nearest bed post. Adam's second card was the Jack of Hearts. The cards went round again, Ben with the ten of clubs, and James followed with the six of diamonds. Adam uncrossed his legs and reached his feet out towards James. "Not yet," Ben and James said together. "The two and four need to be drawn first," James said, "So I'm safe for this round." Somewhat disappointed, Adam re-crossed his legs, then drew his own card, the two of spades. He and Ben stood, the height difference of 6 inches between them causing no problems as Adam reached out to take Ben's green blazer and, as James had done, he hung it on a bed post. The next round did not go so well for any of them. Ben started off with the eight of spades, and noted in passing "None of us has jumpers, does that make a difference?" "No," replied James, "but the 8 still needs to be drawn before the effects of higher cards happen." James' own card was his own queen, putting his trousers at risk, with Adam drawing James' four. Rather than standing, Adam lent over and unfastened James' tie. James could smell the younger boy as he lent in. He'd clearly showered that evening with the smell of soap and deodorant still hanging about him. Adam looped the tie over the same bed post that James' blazer was hanging on. Another bad round followed, Ben drawing the two of diamonds, forcing him to repay the favour to his brother and take off Adam's maroon blazer. All three boys were now in their white shirts and dark trousers, with James missing his tie. James and Adam drew each other's eights, having no effect but counting as a bad card for each. The bad fifth round was followed with a fairly safe sixth, with only James drawing a removal card, and that was Ben's 10, but at this stage was in no danger of having to do anything as Ben still had two lower cards to go. Round seven was the first round where all the cards drawn had no effect and on into round eight, where Adam joined James in losing his tie thanks to Ben drawing the four of diamonds. Once his tie was gone, Adam pointed out to James that, as he'd had the six earlier, it was time for his socks to come off. James put a hand at the top of either sock and slipped them off Adam's feet, relishing the touch on the other boy's skin. Another round of safe cards for all followed. "Half the cards gone," noted James, "We all seem to be OK apart from Adam, though I've had a load of things for later. Ready to carry on?" Ben answered the question by grabbing a card. He drew the four of spades, so removed his own tie, putting all the boys on an equal footing. James pulled his own card and turned it over. "Shit, ace of diamonds. I guessed someone would get someone else's ace but hoped it wouldn't be me." "Unlucky bro," said Ben, "that's two cards till you lose, even if it is James that is going to finish it." "I'm safe this round though," called Adam, having drawn a five. Ben again drew a safe card as James pulled his second joker off the pack. "Mate..." began Ben, "no luck for you tonight!" Knowing that James had already drawn the ace of diamonds, Adam grasped his crotch and said, "Looks like your face is going to be getting acquainted with this. Can't use your feet to remove my underwear." James did get a bit of his own back as Adam then drew the Ace of Hearts. "Just so long as you lose, it won't be too bad," he said. "I've still got more on than you." "Yeah," the youngster responded, "but we are both two cards away from losing." Ben brought their attention back to the game by drawing the queen of clubs. Neither of the other boys drew an action card that round. Ben's drawing of his own queen in round 13 made them all think it would be unlucky for them. With two cards to lose, either James or Adam could know where they were this round, and as James drew his own ten, leaving just the six on his suit, he was worried when Adam drew his card, hid it from the rest and said "It's the six...of clubs." James exhaled with relief. Round 14 and only James drew a bad card, being the queen of diamonds. "Outers and inners," said Adam, grabbing his crotch again and waggling his eyebrows. Ben laughed and turned his next card. "LOOOSEEERR!" he shouted, revealing the six of hearts, "Regretting that offer now James?" "Kinda," James replied, ruefully. He pointed his feet to Ben so the stockier boy could pull the socks off, then stood and slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off. Turning slightly, he hung it on the end of the bed with his other clothes. Then, facing the two other boys, he unbuttoned his trousers, slid the zip fly down and wiggled his hips to finish removing his trousers without touching. His boxers only just contained his six-and-a-half inches of boy-meat, erect with anticipation and nervousness. James knew his virginity would be taken tonight, but he may even get fucked by both brothers if Ben won. Turning to Adam, he gave a little nod and the boy moved forward, still cross-legged, put a hand to either side of James' boxers and pulled them down. They stuck on James' hard cock and Adam had to slip his hand into the waistband to pull it wider to get it round the obstruction. James didn't think he could get any harder as Adam's soft hands slid down his thighs taking the underwear with them. He sat back down, legs crossed, his cock standing proud before him. "Looks like someone is glad they lost," joked Ben "No, just nervous," lied James, "you know how you get hard-ons with stress." "True, we'll see what you're like when I win, and Adam and I have done you." "You've still got to win," said James, "it may have been your birthday present, but Adam could still win for himself." "We'll see..." The finished that round with James and Adam both avoiding any consequences. Ben drew his next card off the almost empty deck. "Damn, six of spades, get over here and do the business James." James indicated for Ben to stretch his legs out, then bent his mouth to take the socks off without using his hands. The socks smelt and tasted of sweat and James was glad to have got them off. Not being able to undo the shirt buttons other than with his hand, James stepped towards Ben and undid the buttons, all but the cuffs being done one handed. As hi did so, his hand rubbed gently over Ben's chest. Asking Ben to put his arms back, a small grip between his toes and the shirt was pulled off. Kneeling down in front of Ben, again he used his hand to undo the button and clip at the top of the trousers, his hand brushing against Ben's cock as he struggled. Steeling himself, he bent his face towards Ben's crotch and grasped the zipper between his teeth. Being that close, he couldn't help but get a nose full of the musky smell of his crotch. He pulled down the zipper and Ben's trousers opened, releasing more of his odour. James asked Ben to turn and he did. Another quick grasp and pull at the back of the trousers and Ben stood in just his boxers. Resuming his seat, the fly partly opened, and James caught a glimpse of the vein at the bottom of Ben's fat cock, as well as noticing the small patch of hair at the centre of his chest and the start of a treasure trail down into his underwear. "Hehe, down to one bro," said Adam, "I'm still sitting pretty in most of my clothes." "Yeah, but James has already drawn your last two cards, you're just one card away like me. Looks like you're a lucky sod either way unless I change my mind about sharing." Adam looked daggers at his brother as James drew his card. Nothing. Adam drew. Five of diamonds. No dice. With six cards left they all knew an end was coming. The next three cards were all duds. Down to the last round and only one safe card left. Unless Ben drew a safe card, he would decide the winner. Ben turned the top card. Ten of Diamonds. Adam's shirt. Ben gestured for his brother to stand up and the younger boy headed to his brother who unbuttoned and removed his shirt. He then turned and stood in front of James who licked his lips from anticipation and began to do the same as he had done for Ben. Rather than a clip and a button, Adam's trousers were held with two clips and James had difficulty undoing the second. He reached inside the to get leverage and felt Adam's had cock inside what felt like satin underwear. Once the clip was undone, as before, he gripped the zipper with his teeth and pulled. Adam didn't smell as musky as his older brother, he was sweeter and there was another smell James couldn't quite place. Adam's trousers fell to the floor more easily than his brothers had and...wow! James now knew what the smell was as Adam stood before him in some very well filled speedos. It must have been swimming kit he was unpacking from his PE bag earlier and the smell was the chlorine from his trunks. "How are you going to deal with that?" asked Ben James shrugged and tried to start removing the trunks from the back but could not get enough movement to get them round Adam's firm buttocks. "They're tied at the front," said Adam, "get that undone and you'll get somewhere. No hands by the way." James returned to the front and grasped the end of the drawstring with his teeth. It didn't seem to be a substantial knot, but it was still a struggle. His face moved against the end of Adam's cock and the trunks felt wet. Was that just residual water? No, it was just in one place. James gasped as he realised it was Adam's pre-cum soaking the fabric. He finally got the knot undone and started working the trunks off the boy's hip. That hard cock just below the surface was a problem, just as it had been when Adam took his underwear off, but he couldn't pull from the inside. There was nothing to be done but take the fabric over the cock at the front. As he pulled and released Adam's cock from its cage, it was released and rubbed over James' face, leaving a glistening trail of pre-cum. James got a close up view of the boy's small balls dangling below the erect cock, the brown pubes above framing it nicely. James got Adam's trunks down and turned back to Ben who had taken his own pants down. "Didn't want to wait," he said, "come here and bend over this bed. Adam, you stand at the other end and make sure he stays down. On his way over, James grabbed some sachets from his sports bag. "You may need these," he said, and, taking a look at the length and girth of Ben's cock, "hell, I probably will need those." "What is it?" asked Ben. "Lubricant. I saw in some of the pictures the guy was using it. You may need to put some on me first and will need to put some on your cock. Not sure how good it is. Mum gives it out to people as a community nurse so has loads of it at home." "Adam, you can put it on James. I'll do me." Adam took a sachet, opened it and started rubbing it round James' ring. Surprisingly, he also put some on his fingers and worked them inside James' arse. James felt his sphincter loosening as Adam worked his fingers round. He tried not to tense when Ben told Adam to go round the other side and let him in. Face down across the bed, he saw Adam's naked legs in front of him as Ben positioned himself behind. Ben's slightly hairy legs knocked against his calves to open his legs more. He could feel the slicked-up cock at his arsehole then suddenly there was a push and Ben was making an entry. James gave a gasp as the cockhead penetrated him, and moaned when Ben pushed deeper and deeper in. "Oh, fuck this is good," breathed Ben, "my hand is never going feel the same." He pulled out slightly and thrust back in, James could feel the ends of his pubes tickling his arse. Out a bit then in deeper. Another thrust from Ben, out and in, each time pushing further into James's arse. There was a slapping sound as Ben buried his cock all the way and their bodies met. In and out, faster and faster he thrusted. The pain was gone for James, to be replaced by pleasure. He closed his eyes and raised his head in response to Ben's continued thrusting. The cock in his arse seemed to grow and grow and suddenly the thrusting stopped as a warmth filled James. He opened his mouth in surprise and as he did so, Adam who had been standing in front of him shouted "Oh fuck!" and unloaded 8 streams of cum over James' face and into his mouth. Shocked, James closed his mouth and instinctively swallowed. He'd tasted Adam's cum before, but this was different, this came direct with no other tastes. It was gelatinous and sweet, but with a slight hint of salt. James knew he would have to make this protest good. "What the hell?" he shouted, "You were supposed to follow your brother, not spunk over my face." "Sorry, I was enj...I was trying to keep hard for when it was my turn. Things ran away with me." Jolted from his post orgasmic glow, Ben turned to them and asked what had happened. "Your brother came on my face is what happened," said James, indignantly. He turned round and Ben saw the lines of cum up his face and into his auburn hair. A drip ran from his eyebrow towards his left eye. "Not good bro," said Ben, "I'm not letting you try his arse after that. You've cum already. I actually think James should get some kind of revenge for that 'cos that was over and above." Adam dropped his head sheepishly. "I guess that's only fair." Ben came to a decision. "Bend over here Adam. James is going to get your prize, and you are going to give it to him." James' cock had been hard throughout and was leaking pre-cum. He rose from the bed and could feel Ben's cum moving in his arse. Grabbing another sachet of lube, he slicked his cock and gave Adam's arse a perfunctory rub. All he could see was Adam's smooth back and the back of his brown hair. His hands dropped to Adam's buttocks and parted them. His hairless hole was there between. He moved closer and braced his cock against the hole. "This is for cumming in my face," he said, and thrust in. Adam yelped as James' cock took his virginity. He was much louder getting fucked than James had been when Ben was fucking him. Rather than getting slowly deeper as Ben had done, James was balls deep each time, as he knew he would not last long. "Yes....Yes...YES!!!" He emptied his balls into Adam noticing that, as he did so, Adam's arse had tightened a few times. James pulled his limpening cock out and noticed the white splashes in Adam's hole that were the drops of cum he'd left. He almost wanted to bury his face between Adam's cheeks and lick it clean but restrained himself. "You'd better get back to your own room Adam," said Ben, matter-of-factly. Adam scooped his clothes up from where they had been left and headed off, shooting an odd smile at James. "Sorry about him," said Ben. "I guess I shouldn't be too annoyed. I mean he was going to be fucking me otherwise. It did feel odd - a bit painful to start but that went away." "It feels odd to say to a guy, but that felt AMAZING. Your arse was so tight - felt soooo much better than my hand. You know the bad thing about this? "No, what?" "I'm not going to get another fuck until I get a girl. No wank is going to be the same." "True. Your brother's arse felt so good round my cock. Fuck, I'm getting hard again just remembering how tight it was. Cumming does take it out of you though, I'm well sleepy." "Me too, shall it knock the light out." "Yeah." James glanced at the clock, now showing half past midnight. "Happy Birthday, Ben." He turned and got into bed, noting that, where Adam had been lying when he was getting fucked a small damp area where his cock had been. "I wonder," thought James, as he got into bed, adjusted the duvet so the wet patch was near him. "I wonder."