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Please note that this story is fiction and takes place in the imagination of the writer, nothing that is written ever happened. My fictional characters may or may not practice safe sex, however these are merely words and I would always advocate the practice of safe sex in the real world. Some of my fictional characters' actions may not also be legal in all places in the world, and my fictional stories are not meant encourage any reader to break any of their local laws. Anything can happen in our imaginations but in the real world we are bound by restrictions. Play safe.

Cockaigne Chronicles is a new series set in the fictional town of Cockaigne where the laws are different, and anything can happen. Social nudity and sexual interaction are nothing to be ashamed of and the moral limitations that inhibit us don't inhibit the residents of Cockaigne.

Now, fire up your imaginations and let the fun begin...

Luke Grows Closer to Adam
by David Heulfryn

I think Dad was too knackered to even think about fucking Ruth, but she had that look on her face that she wanted him to.

Adam and I were left downstairs like a couple of spare parts. Adam was still naked.

"I thought Mark was going to take you back to get some stuff from your mum's?" Adam asked me.

"So did I. But I think officer Nathan tired him out."

I sat on the sofa and Adam sat next to me. He snuggled up to me, and I explained what had happened to my dad at the station.

Just talking about getting fucked made both our little peckers rise up. I looked down and saw Adam's sweet cock poking out from his beautiful fire pubes.

It was then that Adam made a confession to me.

He had fucked Trent, our neighbour.

"Oh." I eventually said. "That was quick. You hardly know him."

"I know, but it all happened so fast." Adam tilted his head to look at me. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Not at all. I'm glad you've found a friend. Or is he your boyfriend?" I asked.

Adam was startled by my question; I don't think he had even thought about it. "No." He said firmly after considering it. "I like him as a friend, and he was my first, but he can be very immature sometimes. He was horrible to his younger brother."

"Isn't that what older brothers are supposed to do?" I lightly punched Adam in the arm.

Adam overacted and pretended to blub. "Ow. That hurt, I'm going to tell mummy and daddy."

"Arh, diddums. I pwomise to make it better." I spoke like a baby.

"Seriously, though. He was horrible to Caleb; locked him out of the house while he was still naked. He had to stay naked all day."

"Shit!" I had no idea that Trent had such a nasty streak, he looks so sweet. "He must have been punished so badly. I would have spanked his arse till it was blue and bruised."

"He was stripped and shaved. That's when it happened."

"What happened?" I asked Adam.

"When I fucked him?"

"I'm sure he deserved whatever punishment he got, no matter how severe. But I wouldn't consider getting fucked by you a punishment."

I reached down and grabbed Adam's hard cock and just gave it a quick stroke.

"I do have a confession to make," Adam whispered as if he was going to tell me a secret.

"What?"

"When I came. I thought of you."

I kissed Adam on the top of his head and sniffed his fruity smelling ginger hair. "I thought of you when I wanked in bed at my mum's."

"Really?" Adam didn't believe that someone might find him sexy.

"Yes. You are the cutest, sexiest guy I've ever met. I will be wanking over you for years to come. Sometimes literally I hope." I teased him.

"What?" Adam took a moment to digest what I said. "Urg! You perv. If I wake up covered in your cum, I'll cut your balls off."

"No, you won't. You'll like it, and you'll do it to me too. Remember I've tasted your ginger spice."

"Are you taking the piss out of my hair." Adam was serious. He hated being teased about being a red-head.

"Don't you dare think that. I would never do that again. I love your hair; you wouldn't be you without your mane of red hair and bush of fire pubes. But when you came into my mouth that time. I swear I tasted a hint of ginger." I shrugged, "It was probably psychosomatic or the power of suggestion."

"I wonder what yours would taste like?" Adam wondered out loud.

"Beef. Because I'm such of hunk of muscle."

We both burst out laughing.

I held Adam tighter against me. "I'm glad I'm back. But I didn't think dad would get punished because of it."

"There is one good thing to come out of it." Adam started to say, "apart from having you here." He leant his head against my shoulder.

"What's that?" I asked when he didn't say.

"I get to see your dad's fat meaty cock for a whole month. It looks fucking great. I only hope mine gets to be as big as his."

"Mine probably will." I teased Adam but secretly hoped that mine would grow to be as big and thick as my dad's. "What about your dad?" I asked.

Adam went quiet. "What about him?"

"I've never heard anyone talk about him."

"We don't," Adam said flatly.

"Why not?" I pushed.

Adam stayed silent.

"Why don't you talk about him?"

Adam sniffed, I tried to look down but couldn't see if he was crying.

"It's alright. You don't have to tell me."

"He hit Mum." Adam came out and said it.

He sat up straight on the sofa, ending all body contact with me. I looked at him; he wasn't crying, his face looked angry.

"Bad?" I asked, "How often?"

Adam stared into space. "Just a couple of times. He just got so angry. Mum thinks it was because he felt trapped in the marriage and wanted out but didn't have the balls to do it himself. So, Mum did it. It was just a few times, but it was enough, and he was out on his ear."

"Shit! What about you? Did he ever hit you?"

"No. But he came close. I think that was the moment Mum decided it was over. She threw him out, he stayed with Granny and Grandad for a while. Then I heard they threw him out and he rented a bedsit somewhere. I saw him a few times since the divorce, but it was awkward. He just texts me occasionally now, letting me decide when and if I want to see him."

"Sorry, Adam." I didn't know what else to say.

Adam sniffed and seemed to snap out of his bad memories. "It's not your fault. But after that, I think we need to do something fun today."

"Sure, Adam. What? Video games?"

"Let's go out," Adam announced.

"What, naked?" I knew I had nothing to wear.

"Sure, we both will. We could drop in and see Trent, make sure Caleb is alright, or just go to the park, I think I have my skateboard somewhere, although I'm not very good at it."

"I'm not sure I want to." I leaned against his arm, resting my head on his shoulder. "It's not a problem going out naked, I'm used to that now, and I don't mind, I just want to spend some time with you. I've missed you."

This time Adam wrapped his arm around me and consoled me like I was a little boy.

"Let's have a day to ourselves then. I can tell you all about school, you're going to love it. The sports here are fantastic, they do just about everything. The coach is a bit tough, but he makes us work hard to get the best results we can."

Adam told me about some boy called Scott, he was made to cum in front of everybody. As he described the action, I noticed our cocks grew hard again.

I grabbed Adam's cock and stroked it, slowly. I leant towards him, and we kissed. I pushed my tongue inside his mouth and heard him groan. Between us, my hand felt damp and sticky as his pre-cum flowed freely, covering his cock and my hand in the process.

Adam wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. It was now getting uncomfortable, twisting and wanking and kissing on the sofa.

I pulled away from Adam, reluctantly. "I'd like you to show me what you did to Trent."

"Are you sure?" Adam looked concerned, "Have you ever been fucked before?"

I hadn't, and I told him so. "I want it to be you." There was desperation in my voice. "I've sucked you, now I want to feel you inside me."

"I might hurt you. I don't want to hurt you." Adam was concerned.

I broke the tension, "Don't worry, Mate. Your pencil dick won't hurt me." I grinned.

Adam lightly punched me on the arm. "Just for that, I'm never going to fuck you, no matter how much you beg."

"Fuck, no, Adam. I didn't mean it." I pleaded and then laughed. "I'll do anything you want me to."

"Damn right, you will." Adam sounded stern. "Get on your fucking feet, boy."

I jumped up with a massive grin on my face and an enormous hard-on pointing at Adam.

Adam gently touched me, stroking my smooth body and running his finger across my nipple. His touch made my cock jump and a string of goo ooze from my partially exposed knob head.

He ran a finger through my pubes and alongside the top of my cock. He ran his fingertip over my wet knob and then along the underside until my scrotum stopped him going any further.

My balls were hanging loose in their sac, not entirely hairless, but long wispy hairs grew periodically across the surface.

Adam caressed my balls before holding them in their palm, feeling their weight.

My cock lurched again, and another string of goo dripped on the carpet.

I resisted the urge to touch myself, to wank myself until I came, I knew it would only take a few strokes; I wanted Adam to make me cum.

He knelt down, and I looked at the top of his head. For a moment, he was motionless, staring at my hard cock. I wanted to tell him that he didn't have to, but I stayed silent and let him decide for himself.

He didn't know what to do with his hands, so he held onto my hips. I noticed him lick his lips and then his tongue licked the very end of my cock.

I groaned, perhaps a little too loudly, but his tongue on my knob felt amazing. In the grand scheme of things, it was only a light touch, but for Adam, it was a massive step, and that made it sensational for me. My cock jumped as a string of goo was oozing out and flew across his face.

Adam didn't flinch, but he must have noticed, he must be able to feel my pre-cum drying on his cheek.

I wish I could see his sweet face, but he was on his knees, and I was standing facing the window. Anyone passing by could look through and see us, and they did. An old lady walked by pulling her little shopping trolley. She wore a worsted skirt but was bare-breasted, her tits sagging almost to her belly button.

If anything, the sight of the old woman made me feel even more turned on, it was the thought of her watching us, not her wrinkled tits, but she slowly carried on and out of sight.

Adam got braver and placed his lips on my knob. His tongue rubbed against the underside and made me throb.

"Fuck, Adam. I think I'm going to cum."

Adam did not speak but just kept sucking and rubbing his tongue against my knob.

It became too much, and without further warning, I erupted into his mouth.

As my first shot hit the back of his throat, Adam flinched in surprise but didn't pull away. Each shot of cum stayed in his mouth, and when my cock finally stopped pumping my seed, he swallowed.

He released my cock and got to his feet, we looked at each other with wide grins. Adam was so pleased he had made me cum.

Then we heard clapping.

Behind us were my Dad and Ruth, watching us. Dad had a massive hard-on, and Ruth was leisurely stroking him.

Adam went bright red, embarrassed to have been seen sucking off his stepbrother.

I turned at smiled at them. "I'm so glad to be home."

Adam was so embarrassed at being caught, giving me a blow job that we stayed out of Ruth and Dad's way for the rest of the day.

We put on some clothes, Adam insisted. I borrowed some off my dad's, they were too big, but they would do for a day or so. We went to the park and just messed around.

Everyone behaved as if nothing had happened when we sat down for our evening meal. I don't think anyone, other than Adam, really cared. This was the new normal and Adam was slowly getting used to it.

After dinner, I went to bed; I was still tired from my ordeal. I stripped and lay in Adam's bed.

Adam joined me a few hours later, and we fidgeted until we could get comfortable. So we fell asleep with me spooning Adam, my cock resting against his cute arse cheeks, poking him when hard and caressing him when soft.

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