Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2020 15:10:25 +0000 From: Tramhamba Subject: The school in the forest Pt 2 THE SCHOOL IN THE FOREST PART 2 ...apologies for the delay to those that sent in their comments – herewith Part 2. Please feel free to comment, positive or negative and if anyone has a past experience that they would like to share and have written for them, please contact me. Please donate to Nifty – especially in these weird times as they allow us all to share and keep ourselves entertained. You can contact me at – Tramhamba@protonmail.com Stay safe. Brian and I got back to the house just as Mr. B, Sydney, their seven year old son, and Mrs. A were unpacking the groceries. Brian showed Mrs. A our catch of crabs, moss and pebbles and she was pleased. During lunch, Brian and I managed to avoid staring at each other as Mr. B announced he was going away for an overnight conference. "It'll just be me and the boys," Mrs. A said, looking at me with a smile and I smiled back innocently. Mr. B left and we all went into the workshop to finish our canvases. Sydney and Brian got into a paint fight and within seconds their arms, legs, faces and hair were covered in water paint. Mrs. A was not impressed. "That's it! Both of you go right now to the shower and clean up. Go!" "But, Mum," Brian complained. "Now! Off you go." Brian and Sydney headed off to the back of the house where the outside, shower was. "Cute but naughty," Mrs. A said watching them walk away. Then she looked at me. "Don't you think so, Tram?" "Yes, Mrs. A." I mumbled, confused by the question. She steps closer to me and I see that her nipples under her T-shirt are pointed, huge. "Wouldn't you like to go and join them in the shower, Tram?" "I'm not dirty, Mrs. A?" She puts her hand on my shoulder. "I'd really like to see you and Brian naked again, Tram," she says quietly. I stop breathing and just stare at her, my face crimson. She smiles broadly. "Breathe, Tram, breathe! I was at the river and I saw everything and it was so, so damn beautiful and erotic, Tram! Really, and you are in NO trouble whatsoever, understand?" I try breathing, my brain spinning. "Please, my mother, you can't..." She steps even closer, her nipples and breasts closer to me. "Ssh, Tram. Nothing will happen, but I want you to go now and get naked with the boys. Start having fun with Brian and I'll come over shortly, okay?" "I don't understand," I manage to reply. "Tram, go and play and I'll come and play with you – how simple is that to understand? Enjoy yourself. Go!" "But Sydney is there?" "I'll take care of Sydney you lovely boy you. Hurry now." I leave like a zombie, my legs trembling, brain a mush. I've just been told by Brian's mother to go and have sex with her son. And she will be there! There's a knot in my stomach. I look back at Mrs. A and she smiles and waves me away. As I near the outside shower I hear Brian and Sydney laughing. When I see them both, I stop worrying. They are naked and wet, cavorting under the shower, Brian's familiar body, his tight buttocks and his flaccid penis make me smile, and then there is Sydney – also naked, small, his cock tiny, stomach flat and tanned. My young cock stirs. When Brian sees me his face lights up with a cheeky grin. "Tram, are you coming to shower?" he asks with a smile and I notice his hand goes straight to his penis. Sydney isn't embarrassed at all with his nudity and now I see his cock properly for the first time – circumcised and about an inch in length, his ball sack tight. "I will if you want me to, Brian," I reply with a grin and openly touch my cock under my shorts. "If Sydney is okay with that?" "Sure. I've seen lots of people naked." I smile at Brian as I lift off my T-shirt. His cock is growing as we watch each other. I can't stand it anymore and I lean forward and kiss him on the lips, startling him. "What about my Mum?" Brian asks urgently. "She's busy. It's okay. I promise." "Yuck!" Sydney says. "You kissed Brian!!" "It's not yuck, Sydney, is it Brian?" Brian relaxes, beginning to stroke his now erect cock. "No. It's cool, Sydney. Tram is a good kisser." "Really?" I smile at Brian and begin undoing my shorts and he grins impishly. "Do you want to kiss some more?" I ask him and he nods and this time we lean in together and kiss properly, our tongues meeting halfway and out of the corner of my eye I can see Sydney watching. Brian and I keep kissing as I drop my shorts and underpants, my erect cock springing free against Brian's belly. "Wow," Brian mutters, feeling my cock up against his chest. I put my hands around him and pull him into me, still kissing, feeling his bum with my hands. "What are you guys doing?" Sydney's voice is shrill and, still embracing Brian, I look over to him. "Kissing," I tell him. "Yes, but your willies are all weird!" "That's because they are having fun, Sydney," Mrs. A announces from a distance. The boys spin around. Mrs. A stands near the corner of the house. She is totally naked. Her breasts tanned, swinging heavily, her nipples dark. Her vagina is covered by a large bush of hair, her hips nice and wide, buttocks full. I stare at her – my first naked woman. Brian jumps back. "Mum! We were just..." "Tram kissed Brian!" "Ssh, both of you," Mrs A. says and walks forward. I stare at her nudity, my cock raging. "I like it when they kiss, Sydney and I really, really like what their willies are doing..." "Wow," Brian says. "Really, Mum?" Mrs A. puts her hand on Sydney's shoulder, openly staring at our erections. "Sydney, come sit with me my darling and let Tram and Brian play together, okay?" I stare at Mrs. A's naked backside as she walks away. Her cheeks are full, a hint of hair in her crack. She sits down on the rough bench near the shower. She smiles at me as Sydney sits beside her. "Sit on my lap, Sydney," she says. Sydney does, his small bum against her hairy vagina. "That's nice. Wriggle closer, Sydney." I look down at Brian. Both of us awkward, but our cocks still erect. I shrug and smile at him, a knot in my stomach. "Why don't you jump under the shower boys? Be much cooler," Mrs A. suggests, her hands on Sydney's thighs, his small cock limp. "Carry on kissing..." Brian and I stand under the shower. I smile at him and lean into him with my mouth. He's hesitant at first, glancing at his mother, but I hold his face and kiss him and he responds. Our tongues meet. The water drips off us and I begin to fondle his cock. He does the same to me. I glance quickly at Mrs A. She's watching intently. I pull Brian closer against me so we can feel our cocks. "Do you see what their willies are doing, Sydney? Nice and hard, aren't they? Yours can be like that, you know? Yes it can. All I need to do is this. There, doesn't that feel good?" "Yes, Mummy." Mrs A. is fondling her son's small cock, massaging it gently, her eyes on Brian and Tram under the shower. She feels the small organ respond, strokes it between her fingers. "That's my boy, Sydney." Brian's cock is solid. I look him in the eyes. "Do you want to do it?" I ask him. He nods, smiling. I get down on my knees under the water, offering Brian my backside. From my position I can see Mrs. A fondling Sydney's cock – it is erect now. Perhaps two inches long, her hand stroking its acorn shaped head, Sydney's eyes wide, body stiff. She stares at me with a smile and then I see that her free hand is tucked between her legs, behind Sydney's naked butt, her fingers deep in her vagina. Brian enters me quickly, takes me by surprise but I regain my balance and absorb his penetration, his small cock teasing my anus as it enters and exits – his thighs thump against my bum cheeks in the water. I stroke my own penis, enjoying Brian's cock and watching Mrs. A as she plays with her son's penis, her eyes hooded, a smile on her lips, her hand slipping in and out of her bush. "Do you see what they are doing, Sydney? Isn't it beautiful...so much fun and it tickles and makes you shiver...you and I must do it afterwards, okay? Look how strong your willie is now...so pretty...see? Tram is smiling and Brian is happy...do you see? Do you want to do that with Mummy?" "Yes, Mummy." Brian leans over me, his cock in me. "I'm going to pee, Tram." "Okay." I feel Brian begin to shudder and I grip my cock as he pushes into me and I feel his little squirts inside me and I jerk my cock two, three times and spray my sperm onto the ground, my body shuddering as Brian flops over me and for a moment we hang there with the water from the shower pouring onto us...then I turn over and I pull Brian onto me and embrace him, loving his body against mine, feeling the mounds of his arse in my hands, kissing his eyes, his lips, and he responds, licking my lips with his pointed tongue with a smile. The water from the shower drenches us. "Aren't they beautiful together, Sydney? Oh My God...just love you two together. Do you see how they are kissing, Sydney? Come, kiss me like that." Both Brian and I, still embracing on the shower floor, look across as Mrs. A takes Sydney's face in one hand. She is masturbating herself with the other, her fingers quite frantic. I feel Brian squirm on top of me, his cock is soft against mine. I'm fixated on what her hand is doing, the bounce of her breasts, and the bigness of her backside. She puts her lips against Sydney's small mouth. His small cock is still erect. "Put out your tongue for Mummy – like a snake. Mm, yes. Now I'm going to suck on it just a little, like this." Brian and I sit up as Mrs. A starts sucking on the tip of Sydney's small tongue. "Wow," Brian whispers, his hand going to his flaccid cock. I do the same, watching as Mrs. A slowly brings out her own tongue and licks Sydney's lips. She is stroking her vagina quickly now and I see that her skin is blushing. She puts her tongue into Sydney's mouth. He gasps. "Keep it open for Mummy, Sydney." He does and now her tongue is exploring his small mouth. Her free hand is stroking his small cock. She pushes her mouth onto his, and then her body begins shaking, her hand vigorously rubbing her hairy vagina. "Yes, Sydney, Oh! Yes..." Mrs. A hugs Sydney as her body trembles. I'm stroking my cock, watching, turned on by her and what she's doing to Sydney. Brian keeps stroking his cock as his mother finally looks over to us, Sydney tucked against her breasts. She smiles. "Oh my God, you are all so adorable! Clean up, get dry, I have a surprise for you all. Come on!" Brian and I follow Mrs.A and Sydney toward the tent where I sleep. It has two sleeping compartments, a lounge, its own small toilet and basin. More like a caravan tent I suppose. I watch Mrs. A's naked bum as she walks, focused on the hair between her thighs and in her crack. Sydney holds her hand and Brian holds mine. "Wow!" Brian says when he steps into the tent. Mrs. A beams at us. "A playroom for just us!" she exclaims. Mrs. A has piled cushions everywhere. Candles burn here and there. Bottles of wine and soda and crisps on a table. Music from a cassette player. "Are we going to sleep here?" Sydney asks. "Yes, all of us," Mrs. A tells him. "All afternoon and tonight. Together." "Yay!!" "But first, I've poured you all some Cola with just a little bit of whiskey in to make you feel happy so let's drink that first, and then I promised Sydney he and I could play together, okay?" We do, grimacing at the taste, but Mrs. A gulps her wine, staring at the three of us. " And for Tram, there's a jar of Vaseline over there...just in case," she says with a grin, then looks over to Sydney. "Come to Mummy, Sydney. Time to play." Mrs. A goes onto her knees in front of Sydney and starts fondling his little cock. His small buttocks clench as he watches his mother. "Brian darling, bring me that jar of Vaseline please sweetheart." Brian does and she opens it. I'm watching, my cock stiffening, as Mrs. A puts a glob of the jelly on Sydney's cock. "Brian, do the same on Tram. I'm sure he's dying to play with you. Just kneel in front of him like me with Sydney. Use quite a lot...Tram has quite a big Willy!" "Mine is too," Sydney says, his mother's hand stroking it. "It's beautiful, Sydney," Mrs. A tells him and gives him a quick kiss on the lips. I've flushed a bright red as Brian kneels in front of me, my cock pointing at him. He grins as he applies the jelly and I inhale quickly. "That's it, Brian. All the way up and down. Mm...nice. Now take some on your finger and smear it on your bottom, like this." Mrs. A, on her knees turns around and I see her hairy arse crack and puckered anus for the first time. I'm mesmerised as she uses a finger to put on the jelly. Now Brian is doing the same, his little hole pink as he oils it. On his knees, his plump cheeks are tight. "Tram, Sydney, now use a finger and put it in slowly...just to relax our bum muscles. That's it, Sydney, push it in and out nice and slow." I'm doing the same to Brain. I use my middle finger and slowly push it into his hole and his body jerks a little but then relaxes as my finger enters his anus, his sphincter clenching and unclenching. I look over and see Sydney's small finger deep in his mother's anus. She's propped herself up on one elbow, her free hand, I see, is already between her thighs, her fingers stroking her vagina. She's watching Brian and me. "You okay, Brian?" "Yes, Tram." "Sydney, watch what Tram is doing, my Darling, and then do it to me, Okay?" "Yes, Mummy." I put the head of my cock against Brian's small anus, the jelly shining on our flesh. I slowly push in. He wriggles his butt. I push deeper, the head of my cock penetrating and I hold it there, waiting for him to relax. Beside me, Sydney leans against his mother's arse and guides his small cock toward her puckered, hairy anus. Now I push in and I'm stunned by the heat, the warmth. Brian moans. My cock is two, three inches deep and I feel him pulsing against me. I push all the way in, seeing Mrs. A watching, that look in her eyes, her free hand rubbing as Sydney starts moving against her in small humping motions. I do the same now, my hands on Brian's gorgeous arse, moving my cock in and out, my balls slapping against him as I pick up speed. "Wow!" I hear Brian say but I'm in Heaven. Mrs. A is feeling the small head of Sydney's cock in her anus, barely penetrating, but it is all she wants. She pushes back against him, sensing the head of his little, thrusting acorn. Sydney and I begin humping harder – Brian's anus sucks me in and I'm watching Mrs. A's hand deep in her vagina and I pummel Brian, our flesh slapping loudly, Brian moaning, Mrs. A whimpering. I orgasm like never before, shooting my sperm into Brian, my knees trembling, breathing in gulps, sweating. I keep my cock deep in him as I tremble, his sphincter milking me. "Wow," he whispers. Mrs. A begins to moan loudly, her tits swinging left and right as her seven year old son humps her from behind, his eyes vacant, concentrating, feeling the tingle for the first time, his small thighs banging into his mother's large buttocks. I fall forward over Brian, my weight pushing him to the ground, my cock slipping out of him as Mrs. A suddenly turns over and pulls Sydney on top of her, her body shaking. She kisses him deeply, filling his small mouth with her large tongue. "My Little Soldier!" she tells Sydney as he lies on top of her. At some point – Mrs. A pours us drinks as Brian and I fondle our cocks, our hands wet with the Vaseline. We giggle after the drinks and Sydney sits on his mother's lap and she feeds him a large nipple from her breast. I fondle Brian's marble-sized balls and he fondles mine. At some point – Brian gets behind his mother and she guides his erect cock into her anus. He pushes in quickly and he humps her quite frantically as I guide Sydney's small but stiff cock into my own arse-hole. I hold my bum cheeks apart for him. His cock is like a baby finger in me, but I like it and Sydney breathes heavily as he jabs away at my butt-hole. Mrs. A is on her elbows only a few feet away from me and we stare at each other as her children fuck us both. "I'll play with you later, Tram. When it is quiet," she tells me, her hand deep in her vagina. "Mummy, I'm going to pee," Brian tells his mother. "Wonderful, my Darling. Do it." Sydney is shivering and I feel him spurt. I push against him, my cock rigid again. At some point – Brian is on his back, his legs raised and I'm about to penetrate him again when I see that his penis is flaccid, its small head red from all the fucking and I don't know why I do it, but I go onto my knees and I lean down and kiss his cock. "Wow!" he whispers, so I kiss it again and the small head feels like his tongue when it is in my mouth, so I use my tongue, circling his softness and because it is so small, suddenly it is in my mouth, and I am sucking on it as if it were kissing me. It tastes salty, rusty, and his little balls roll against my chin. I can smell and taste my sperm beneath his balls, in his crack, and I lick that, too. "Beautiful, Tram. So beautiful," I hear Mrs.A say. "Don't stop." I don't. I kiss and suck on his cock and feel it growing in my mouth. When I raise my head and look at him, he's staring at me so I kiss him so he can taste his own cock. Then I go back down on him, lifting his legs higher so I can lick his crevasse, tasting my own sperm. Then I suck on him more and when he's hard in my mouth, I position myself over his butt and enter him quickly. Within three strokes I dry cum, pull myself out of him and suck him again. He spurts just a little in my mouth. At sunset, Mrs. A tells us to put on T-shirts as the weather is cooling, but to keep our cocks and arses bare. We leave the tent and she starts a barbeque. We all stand in a line to piss, Mrs. A just opening her legs a bit – our streams criss-crossing. I watch Mrs. A's arse as she bends over and cooks, her hairy crack enticing. All of us are tired. Mrs. A smiles and tells us to eat up and then we can all snuggle up in my tent and she'll read us a story. In the tent, with the gas lamp on, we snuggle up, our half-naked bodies touching – Mrs.A reads sitting up and I spoon with Brian who spoons with Sydney. Our cocks flaccid, tired. I think we all went to sleep within twenty minutes, if not sooner. I woke up a few hours later. The Gaslamp was still on. Mrs. A, on her side, was watching me. She was resting on her side, her large breasts flopped together. She smiled and beckoned me over. I stepped over Brian and Sydney quietly. "Take off your T-shirt," she whispered. "Come lay behind me. The boys are heavy sleepers. Just you and I." I did so, my cock already shifting. I got down behind Mrs. A, spooning with her, but not touching yet, my cock pointed. She shifted her leg away from me, almost on her stomach, opening her crack. "I put Vaseline already, Tram. Go in nice and slowly, okay? I like it slowly." "Yes, Mrs. A," I say. She opens her arse crack with her hands, and I guide my cock toward her hair covered anus. I slip into her hole easily, feeling her sphincter milk my cock as I go all the way in. I like the feel of her crispy hair against my balls. I straddle her comfortably. She's warm inside, my cock rigid. "Mm, nice Tram. Stay in me like that. Don't move for a bit." "Okay, Mrs.A." "Your penis is lovely, Tram. It's a little bit bigger than my husband's, you know? He has a boy penis. He'll want to play with you tomorrow when he gets back. Will that be okay?" "Yes, Mrs.A," I say, feeling her sphincter clench and unclench, the muscles of her bum go taut, then relax. "Yes, he has a boy cock. Its lovely...that's why we like playing with boys. Is Brian your first boy?" "Yes, Mrs.A." I can see her fingers playing inside her vagina, close to my balls. I move my hips a little. "Mm...nice, Tram. Move a little now and then, but not all the time. A few weeks ago, Sydney had a friend here. He was six years old. He and I played together – he was very sweet. Would you like to play with a six year old, Tram?" "Yes, Mrs.A. I think so." "That's interesting. How about younger?" "If you want me to, Mrs.A." She shifts her body. I can feel her heat. Her fingers are moving quicker and I push more into her as much as I can. "That would be nice to watch, Tram. Very nice. You'd do it for me?" "Yes, Mrs.A." She's breathing quite heavily and I start pumping my hips. Her crack is wet. "Yes...yes, that's good, Tram. Nice to watch you...Mmm...yes, fuck, harder Tram!" I start pumping my hips harder into her big buttocks and she writhes under me. I'm going to orgasm but I keep going...she rocks back and forth and I orgasm as she shivers and trembles. I collapse on top of her, breathless. "That was very, very nice, Tram. Stay on top of me and when you get hard do it again. Even if I'm asleep. Okay?" "Yes, Mrs.A." I did it once more when she was barely awake. Then I fell asleep, my soft cock nestled in her hairy crack. When I woke up the sun was out. I was alone. I grabbed on a pair of shorts and hurried to the house to find Mrs. A, Brian and Sydney in the kitchen. All were naked and preparing breakfast. "Good morning, sleepy-head," Mrs A. announced. Brian grinned at me as Sydney went about setting the table. I took off my shorts. At breakfast Mrs.A told us that we all, including her, had to go and shower and then go to class as Mr. B would arrive at noon – and no playing around as she wanted us clean for when Mr. B arrived. At the showers, Mrs. A made sure we all washed our cocks and cracks with a lot of soap – she showed us how to do it, bending over as she rubbed her soapy hand between her bum cheeks and her vagina. We all did the same and Brian and I got hard and we giggled a lot. In the art room it was fun being naked and seeing Brian and Sydney's naked butts and cocks whenever I wanted. Also Mrs. A as she moved around and I got hard thinking about the night before and what she had told me about Mr.B and his cock and the young boy. Brian and I started touching each other at some point and Mrs. A told us off and that we should wait until after lunch. At noon Mr. B arrived in the school's mini-bus. Brian and Sydney ran toward the vehicle as it arrived and Mrs.A and I stood together, all naked. "Do you remember what we spoke about last night, Tram? " "Yes, Mrs.A." "Well, I have an idea how to make it happen if you are sure?" "I'm sure, Mrs.A as long as you are there..." She smiles. "Oh, I will be!" When Mr.B gets out the vehicle, he is stark naked. Firstly, his body is hairless – no chest hairs, no pubic hairs, his legs shaved, except for his head and trimmed beard. Secondly, his cock is small, smaller than mine, but his balls hang low. His body is tanned and firm and when he bends down to hug his children, I see that his bum cheeks are solid. With Brian and Sydney in tow, he walks toward us. He hugs Mrs.A and then looks at me, at me cock, then me. "I'm so glad you have joined the family, Tram – Mrs. A telephoned me and told me all about it. I'm so pleased for you and Brian – shall we meet in my office, say in two hours?" "Yes, Mr. B," I replied, and Mrs. A smiled. We had lunch. Naked. And Mr. B filled us all in on his conference which was pretty boring, especially as Brian was trying to fondle me. Mrs. A announced that she, Brian and Sydney were going to take a walk in the forest. I went and did some painting. Brian joined me for a few minutes. "Are you going to play with my Dad?" "I think so..." "Phew! My Mum wants to play with me and Sydney in the forest." "Phew!" I replied, smiling, kissing him quickly. "At least we can sleep together tonight." "Will you kiss my willie again?" "Of course." As I headed, naked, toward Mr.B's study I realised that I was going to be played with by an adult male. My stomach fluttered as I stepped into the small room – a desk and lots of books and papers. Mr.B stood up from behind the desk, also naked, his hand already around his cock as he walked toward me. There was a jar of vasleine on his desk. He was slowly masturbating and I saw that his cock was wet with Vaseline. It was a bit smaller than mine, but well-shaped, circumcised. "Right on time, Tram. I like that in a boy. Help yourself to the Vaseline – penis and anus if you please, Tram." I did as he asked and he watched me put the Vaseline on my penis and between my bum cheeks. "Very nice, Tram – I can see why my family like you so much. Let me look at you, please. We can stroke our penises together." I stood in front of Mr.B as he stroked his erect cock, his large ball sac swinging freely. I did the same, moving my hand up and down my cock as it became erect very quickly. "Yes, very nice, Tram. I think we are a perfect match. Bend over the desk, please." I do as he asks, putting my eleven year old bum in the air. "Perfect. Lots of jelly. Move forward a bit. Good. I usually orgasm in two minutes." I winced when Mr.B slid his cock into my hole at first – he was, after all, bigger than Brian. But once he was in, it felt good and hot. He started pumping in and out quite quickly. A steady rhythm and my cock was being rubbed against the top of the desk. His hands were on my thighs. I could feel his large ball sac swinging. He didn't speak. Just kept up a rhythm and I liked it. "Okay. Two minutes over. I'm going to orgasm now, Tram." I yelped as Mr.B did a final thrust, then he ejaculated into me and it was endless. Yes, this was the first time a man with sperm had ejaculated into me, but Mr. B, I think, had more than most. His liquid was hot and it kept gushing as his body shivered. Then another thick spurt, hot. He shivered one last time and withdrew his penis. "Very good, Tram. Thank you. You may turn around." I did, feeling his sperm in my bum crack, dripping. "That was wonderful, Tram. Same time tomorrow?" I nodded and left the office. To Be Continued: