Tim & Nicky Series: The Syndicate's New Recruits

By Pink Panther

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Chapter Three: Jake's Initiation

As I awake, I become aware of some quite delightful sensations. For a second or two, I'm not sure what's causing them. Then I open an eye. Simon, lying with his head on my stomach, has got his mouth around my cock. He's not taking that much of it, and he's only sucking very gently, but the way he's using his tongue is quite extraordinary.

"Naughty boy!" I purr, running my fingers through his mop of unruly, fair curls.

Releasing my cock, he snuggles up, allowing me to draw him into a passionate kiss.

"Is this what your daddy usually wakes up to?" I ask.

"Yep!" he answers, giving me a cheeky grin. "Are we going to have sex again now?"

"Sure," I tell him "But I'll need a pee and a shave first."

When I return from the bathroom, we snuggle up again. I run my hand down his back and over his beautiful bum, my index finger alighting on his boy-hole.

"Are you going to fuck me?" he asks, fondling my dick.

"Yeah! This morning I'm going to give you a proper fucking!"

"What does that mean?"

"You lying face-down with a pillow under you."

"Thought so! All the daddies seem to like fucking us that way."

"Don't you like it, then?"

"It depends. I don't like it if they put all their weight on me. That hurts!"

"Fair comment!" I agree. "I'll rest on my forearms to keep my weight off you as much as I can. Last night, we did it the way you like best. This morning, we do it the way I like best. That's fair enough, isn't it?"

"I guess," he says, still grinning.

"Okay! Get onto all-fours! I need to get you ready."

As soon as he's in position, I set to work. For a boy of his age, Simon's thighs and bum are amazing; strong and muscular but wonderfully pliable. I'm totally captivated. Eagerly, I begin to work my tongue into his cute little rosebud, his moans of pleasure music to my ears.

After a couple of minutes, I move on to working some K-Y into his boy-hole, finger-fucking him first with one finger, then with two. Finally, he's as ready as he's going to be. He still feels very tight, but I'm not concerned. He's an experienced performer and I know Keith's fucked him a few times. I pull a pillow into the middle of the bed so that it's right under his hips.

"Okay," I instruct, slathering K-Y over my prong. "Down you go!"

He immediately lowers himself onto the pillow, his legs spread wide apart. Kneeling between them, I get down on top, guiding my dick onto his cute little starfish. Taking a deep breath, I thrust it in.

"Ooooohhh!" he gasps, sounding like a deflating balloon.

Supporting myself first on my hands and then on my forearms, I continue to push into him until he's got the whole thing. For a few seconds, I savour his hot little boy-hole as it grips my cock. It feels wonderful! Finally, I begin to fuck him with long, rhythmic thrusts, drawing right back before thrusting in again. The sensations are simply sublime, taking me closer to orgasm with every stroke.

I'm about to slow down, keen to make the experience last, but I'm too late. With no warning whatever, Simon begins to shudder, his rosebud going into spasm around my cock.

"Oh, you sexy little boy!" I growl. "Now I'm going to fill your boy-hole!"

"Oh yes, Daddy Paul!" he begs. "Shoot your spunk into my bum!"

Thrusting in as deep as I can, I pump prodigious amounts of hot cream into his beautiful bottom. Wow! That was something else! After a pause to recover my composure, I carefully pull out, my cock exiting Simon's boy-hole with an audible squelch.

"So how was that?" I ask.

"Awesome! I wish all the daddies would hold themselves up like you did! Are you and Jake going to join the Syndicate?"

"That's the plan!"

"On your first visit, you'll get to choose which boy you want to go with. I think you should pick Nicky."

"Really? And who's he?"

"Kid who joined a couple of months ago. He's ten, but he's taller than me and really slim. And he loves being fucked lying face-down. He goes wild for it!"

"Sounds interesting!" I reply, smiling. "Thanks! I'll remember that!"

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Making my way down to breakfast, I realise that everyone else is naked.

"Ooops!" I say, smiling. "It seems like I'm a bit over-dressed!"

"Daddy!" Jake says excitedly, coming right up to me. "Daddy Keith says that after breakfast, we're going out into the woods. We're going to do it out there!"

"It's a glorious day," Keith explains. "Absolutely ideal. And there's nothing to worry about. This place is as private as it gets."

Half an hour later, we're on our way, dressed just in sandals or flip-flops.

"So how did you get on with Daddy Phil?" I ask Jake, who's walking next to me.

"It was nice!" he says smiling. "He doesn't fuck nearly as hard as you do, but I still enjoyed having his dick up my bum."

"So what position did you use?"

"We lay on our left sides, with him behind me. Then I cocked my right leg up to make it easier for him to push it in."

"That's called spooning," I tell him.

As we continue walking, I stroll across to Keith who's carrying a bag containing towels and lube.

"So what's the plan?" I ask him quietly.

"The two youngest boys will be fucked by the three guys who haven't been with them this weekend, so for Simon, that'll be Mark, Phil and Graham. For Jake, it'll be Ryan, you and me, in that order, smallest to largest."

I swallow hard. Jake will be expected to take three cocks, one after the other, including the two biggest. That's a tough ask.

"Don't look so worried," Keith says reassuringly. "Jake will be fine! We'll have a good play-around with him first, to make sure he's ready. I reckon he'll love it!"

After a few minutes, we arrive at a clearing that's been equipped with some good-quality outdoor furniture. In the middle are two rectangular tables, each about three feet long, two feet wide, and two feet high, and topped by a well-padded waterproof cover.

"That's where the younger boys end up," Keith whispers, "either lying on them or bending over them. Brad had them made specially."

I nod my understanding. The guys who set this place up obviously knew what they were doing. We divide into our two groups, ours on one side of the tables, the group that Simon's in on the other.

"Okay," Keith says quietly. "We'll start off standing up, with you kissing Jake."

"What are you and Ryan going to be doing?" I query.

"You'll see!" he says, grinning.

I have to trust him; I have no reason not to. Drawing Jake towards me, I lean forwards to kiss him. As our lips meet in a sensuous kiss, Ryan gets down half in front of me, his mouth closing over Jake's stiff prick. Meanwhile, Keith's kneeling down behind, parting my boy's bum-cheeks and licking his rosebud.

That Jake's enjoying what we're doing to him is beyond question. Keith was absolutely right; he can't get enough of it! After a few minutes, the three of us swap places, with Ryan kissing Jake, Keith sucking my son's penis, and me working on his boy-hole. Jake's reaction is even more enthusiastic. I reckon he wouldn't complain if we did this all day.

Two or three minutes later, we change again. This time, it's Ryan who's kneeling down behind, but rather than licking Jake out, he uses his fingers to work K-Y into my boy's tight little bum. Finally, we're ready. Very gently, Ryan leads Jake to the nearer table. Reaching down, he draws a low platform from underneath.

"Okay," he says softly. "Stand on there, bend over and make yourself comfortable."

As Jake gets into position, I notice that the other group is slightly ahead of us. But instead of being bent over the other table, Simon is lying on top, with his legs pulled right back. Mark's stiff four-inch cock is already pumping in and out of his bum-hole.

Grinning at Mark, Ryan moves in close. Standing on the platform, Jake is at the perfect height, the teenager promptly stuffing his glistening penis into the ten-year old's bum.

"Oh, yes!" Jake moans, his pleasure quite obvious. "Come on, Ryan! Fuck me hard!"

The encouragement seems unnecessary. Ryan's a horny teenager. He was always going to give my boy a good, hard seeing-to. And so it proves, the lad's rampant, five-and-a-half-inch prong pistoning in and out of Jake's boy-hole.

Watching my cute ten-year old son getting fucked by a good-looking lad like Ryan is one of the hottest things I know. It's getting me harder than ever. Inevitably, it doesn't last very long. After just a couple of minutes, Ryan's pumping his hot teen cum into Jake's tight boy-hole. A few seconds later, he slowly pulls out, still gasping for breath.

Now it's my turn. Kneeling down behind, I run my tongue along Jake's crack.

"Oooooh, you naughty boy!" I growl, hungrily licking the semen from Jake's anus. "Your boy-hole's full of Ryan's spunk! You know what happens when I find spunk in your bottom, don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Tell me!"

"You spank me, Daddy!"

"That's right! Are you ready?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

Standing up, I deliver a hard smack to his beautiful buttocks.

"Ooooh, Daddy!" he gasps, his prick jumping about with a life of its own.

"So what d'you want now?" I demand.

"I want your big one up my bum!"

Moving in close, I give him exactly what he's asked for, drawing him right onto me.

"Ohh, Daddy!" he groans. "That feels awesome!"

"And now Daddy's going to fill your boy-hole!"

I get to work. Lubricated by a mixture of K-Y and teen spunk, Jake's boy-tunnel offers little resistance, allowing me to thrust in and out like it was going out of fashion.

"You love this, don't you Jake?" I demand.

"Oh, yes Daddy!"

I love it as well, but it's too easy. I could fuck him like this for ages without shooting my load. But to every problem, there's a solution. Reaching down, I take hold of his throbbing prick and begin to wank him. It doesn't take long. After no more than half a minute, his dick comes to life in my hand.

"Oh yes!" I growl triumphantly, Jake's boy-hole tightening sharply around my cock. "Now you're going to get daddy's spunk!"

Resuming my grip on the tops of his thighs, I deposit volley after volley of my hot cream in his beautiful little bottom.

"Oh Daddy!" he gasps. "That feels amazing! You're spunking right up my bum!"

After a few seconds, I slowly pull out. Jake's leaking profusely.

"Okay, Ryan," Keith says. "You know what to do."

Kneeling down behind, the teenager eagerly licks up the spunk that's running down my son's legs, gradually working his way upwards until he's taking it straight out of Jake's boy-hole. Finally, he pulls away and gets to his feet.

"Are you ready for mine now?" Keith asks.

"Yes, Daddy Keith!" Jake tells him.

Moving in close, Keith steadily thrusts his cock right into my boy's bottom. He's bigger than I am, not by much, but enough to make a difference.

"Oooh!" he enthuses, moving rhythmically in and out. "You've got a beautiful little bum! You love being a daddy's boy, don't you?"

"Oh yes!" Jake responds. "I love having daddy-cocks inside me!"

"And you love having their spunk up there too! Isn't that right?"

"Yes!"

"That's good, because you're going to get mine very soon!"

"Oh yes! Fill me up! Pump it into me!"

Watching the action, I lick my lips. Keith's really going for it now, fucking my lad as hard as he can.

"Here it comes, Jake!" he warns. "Oh, yes! That's wonderful!"

I watch enraptured as his cock jerks repeatedly in Jake's boy-hole. Finally, he withdraws.

"Just crouch down and let my spunk out," he instructs quietly.

As always, Jake does as he's told, squatting down to allow Keith's spunk to run out onto the grass. I'm more than impressed. That was another big load my boy just took. As we head back towards the house, I put my arm around his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" I ask gently.

"Oh yes, Daddy!" he confirms. "That was fantastic!"

"Okay! When we get back, we're going to rest for a while. We'll be having some more fun this afternoon."

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

It's nearly three o'clock when we gather in the lounge. Once again, the largest sofa has been converted into a bed.

"Are we having a repeat of yesterday evening?" I ask, turning to Keith.

"Almost," he says. "There is one difference and it's quite an important one, as Jake will be expected to do this next week. And we'll change the groupings, just to make it more interesting." He turns to Jake. "Which of the older boys would you like to be paired with?" he asks.

"Ryan, please!"

That's hardly a surprise. Jake's been into Ryan from the moment they met. I think the teenager's big cock and athletic physique have a lot to do with it.

"Okay," Keith said, smiling. "You and Ryan will be grouped with Daddy Graham and Daddy Tim."

That means that when we get to the foursome part, I'll be fucking Ryan while Graham fucks Jake, which is fine with me. Meanwhile, we're watching the two pairs of boys getting it on.

"Since Mark's been able to cum, he and Simon have been together a few times," Graham informs me. "They're very comfortable with each other."

I nod my understanding. As Simon and Mark kiss, fondle and suck each other, you can see that each of them knows exactly how to turn on the other one, with Mark being very gentle and affectionate, and Simon simply lapping it up.

By contrast, Ryan and Jake are far more physical, not rough exactly, but for them, sex involves plenty of strong physical contact. Jake's loving it, of course. He can't wait to have Ryan's cock up his bum again.

As they move towards their climax. Mark lifts Simon's legs. Holding his knees back and apart, Simon allows the twelve-year old to penetrate him. As soon as he has the younger boy fully impaled, Mark pushes his torso down between Simon's thighs. They fit together perfectly, their mouths meeting in a passionate kiss.

With Mark and Simon kissing and fucking like they were born to it, Ryan gets Jake onto all-fours so that he makes a sort of Z-shape, the ten-year old's head and shoulders down on the bed. A moment later, Ryan's hard teen cock spears into my lad's boy-hole. Within a few seconds, Ryan's pounding into him like it's the only chance he'll ever get. To top it all, sexy little Jake is begging for more. I'm entranced, my eyes glued to the sight of Ryan's dick thrusting in and out of my son's cute little bum. They couldn't be getting me any hornier if they tried. Reaching down, Ryan takes hold of the lad's throbbing prick.

"Ohhhh!" Jake moans loudly. "Oh yes! Now give me your spunk!"

He bucks wildly, his rosebud visibly spasming around Ryan's invading dick.

"Oh fuck!" Ryan responds. "Here is comes, baby boy! Yes! Yes!! Arrgghhh!!"

Holding on tight, he deposits his boy-juice in Jake's sex-tunnel. Moments later, it's Mark and Simon's turn to have their boygasms, although they are a good deal quieter about it. After a short pause, the two couplings pull themselves apart.

"You two are so noisy when you fuck!" Simon complains, giving Jake his most mischievous grin. "I reckon you must like cock even more than I do!"

"You seemed to like mine well enough," I comment.

"That's true," he agrees, still grinning. "But at least I didn't sound like I was trying to wake the dead while you were fucking me!"

"So what happens now?" I ask, turning to Keith. "The same as last night?"

"Similar," he says, smiling. He turns to Jake. "Just copy what Simon does."

Keith and Graham lie on their backs, side-by-side, their heads down by the foot of the bed. Simon kneels astride Keith's chest. Doing as Keith told him, Jake kneels astride Graham's. Then Simon reaches behind him and takes hold of Keith's penis. After shuffling back a few inches to get himself into exactly the right position, he sits on it, slowly working his way down. Having watched for a few seconds, Jake follows suit, Graham's cock steadily disappearing into my boy's bum, until the lad has taken it all.

Standing at the foot of the bed, with his knees on either side of Keith's head, twelve-year old Mark bends over, allowing Daddy Phil to penetrate him. As soon as he's fully impaled, the boy lowers his upper body a little further and devours Simon's cute little prick.

Understanding what's required, I grin at Ryan.

"Please don't touch my cock," he whispers. "I've only just cum. It's still very sensitive."

Within a few seconds, he's bent over too, with my prong in his boy-hole and Jake's willy between his lips.

"Okay!" Simon says, grinning cheekily. "Let's do it!"

Without further hesitation, he begins to ride Keith's dick, thrusting his stiff little penis deeper into Mark's mouth, while Phil sets to work fucking the twelve-year old's bum.

Getting the idea, Jake and I immediately copy what they're doing. It's amazing, fucking Ryan's bum while watching Jake bouncing up and down on Graham's cock, his dick pumping in and out of the teenager's mouth. The expression on my boy's face says it all; he's loving every second of it. I know from experience that he won't last long. We've been going for less than two minutes when I see him begin to grimace.

"Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!" he groans. Holding Ryan's head, his penis swells and jerks in his older friend's mouth.

"Oh, you sexy boy!" Graham rasps from somewhere down below me. "Now take what I've got for you!"

A moment later, he pumps his load into Jake's boy-hole. I'm turned on like you wouldn't believe. Tightening my grip on Ryan's thighs, I thrust four more times before depositing a prodigious amount of semen in the thirteen-year old's bottom. With the other foursome finishing too, things quickly return to normal.

"Jake did really well," Keith comments. "That's important. Next Saturday, he'll have to do that with Tristan, while everyone else watches."

"Yeah, right," I acknowledge. "I understand that once they've sorted out the initiation show, I'll have first pick of the other boys."

"Yes, that's correct. Tristan will ask you to pick one of the boys that you haven't been with before."

"Simon suggested that I should pick a boy called Nicky. What do you think?"

"Well, as term hasn't finished yet, Tristan's boys probably won't be there, so that'll limit you a bit. If you want a preteen, it'll be a straight choice between Nicky and Haydon. Haydon's very nice, but a bit quiet and passive. Nicky's definitely the one I'd go for. He's a really super kid and a wonderful fuck."

"Nice looking?" I ask.

"Very! He's blond, but a shade or two darker than Jake. He's tall for a ten-year old and very slim; lovely long legs!"

"He sounds like the one for me!"

"Definitely! Tonight, you'll be sleeping with Mark, if that's okay."

"Absolutely! I've been looking forward to getting to know him better."

"That's what I thought," Keith responds, smiling.

The rest of the day passes off uneventfully. One of the most striking things about this weekend has been how well we all get on. As Keith indicated, that's important. It could cause major problems if we didn't. As it goes, Jake and I have been made really welcome. It could hardly have been better.

Finally, it's time for bed. Sleeping with Mark is a magical experience, even better than I'd expected. Following his daddy's advice, I'm at my most affectionate and appreciative, gently telling him how special he is. He responds by engaging me in the most exquisite foreplay that I've ever experienced, more than half an hour of absolute delight, until I can't put things off any longer.

Although Mark prefers to be fucked while lying on his back, he places a pillow in the middle of the bed. He then lies on his tummy, with the pillow under his hips and his legs spread apart, allowing me to penetrate him in what he knows is my favourite position. Following Simon's advice, I support myself on my hands and forearms, keeping as much of my weight off him as I can.

"Mmmmm!" he urges. "Get right down on me!"

I allow myself a smile. I guess that what suits one, doesn't necessarily suit another. Maybe it's because Mark's bigger and heavier than Simon. Whatever the reason, he wants all my weight on him, and if that's what he wants, that's what I'll give him.

Finally, I begin to fuck. It's out of this world! Mark moans and whimpers, quietly telling me how wonderful it is, how he loves having me inside him, and how he hopes I'll fill his boy-hole the way I did the previous evening. I take my time, building up the intensity as slowly as I can. Eventually, he gets exactly what he asked for.

As soon as I've pulled out, I roll onto my back. Within a couple of seconds, I've got Mark on top of me, our mouths meeting in a delightful post-fuck kiss. They say that actions speak louder than words. His certainly do.

"It's time we got some sleep," I tell him, gently easing myself away.

"Okay!" he responds, smiling.

After using the bathroom, he returns to find me under the covers. Turning out the bedside light, he joins me. He snuggles right up, his head resting on my chest. Before I know it, I'm fast asleep.

It's more than eight hours before I wake up. I feel as though I could conquer the world. Because of our domestic situation, this is only the second time that I've slept with a cute naked boy next to me. It's an experience I'm keen to repeat. I stroke Mark's hair. He smiles up at me.

"Are you going to fuck me again?" he asks.

"Definitely, if that's what you want."

"Of course it's what I want," he assures me.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

After breakfast, we reprise what we did the previous afternoon, except that the groupings are different. I'm with Simon, Ryan and Simon's daddy Phil. Once the boys have had their fun, I lie on my back, allowing horny little Simon to ride my cock. That's another new experience for me, and as with almost everything this weekend, one that I'll be more than happy to repeat.

"Come here, Jake," Graham says, producing a tape-measure.

He quickly measures my boy's waist, and the distance from his belly-button to his crotch.

"What's that about?" I ask.

"At Syndicate meetings, the boys have to wear a uniform. The shorts are made to measure. Don't worry, Tristan pays for it all. All you have to provide are black school shoes. That won't be a problem, will it?"

"No," I agree. "No problem at all. So what are the shorts like?"

"Nineteen-seventies prep school."

"Oh, I see!" I say, giving him a broad grin.

Following a light lunch, we tidy everything away and say our goodbyes.

"So how was that?" I ask Jake, who's sitting in the front passenger seat.

"Amazing!" he enthuses. "You enjoyed it, didn't you Daddy?"

"Oh, definitely," I agree, smiling across at him.

So that's it. Next Saturday, we'll go back for a full meeting of the Syndicate. Then we'll really find out what goes on!

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

It's Saturday afternoon. Six days have passed since we returned from our visit to The Lodge. We have lunch at midday. As soon as we've finished, I drive Jake and myself over to Keith and Ryan's house. After picking them up, we head to The Lodge for a full meeting of The Syndicate. I'm excited and apprehensive in roughly equal measure.

When we arrive, we're greeted at the door by a good-looking guy that I'd take to be my age or a couple of years older.

"Good afternoon and welcome!" he says. "I'm Tristan. I'm so pleased that you've decided to join us. Keith told us how well you and Jake fitted in last weekend. That's exactly what we look for. And you must be Jake," he says, turning towards my boy and looking him up and down. "Delighted to meet you!"

"Good afternoon," Jake says politely. "I'm pleased to meet you too."

"Shall I take him to the changing area?" Ryan asks.

"Yes please," Tristan says. "Show him where his locker is and what to do. And introduce him to the other boys, of course!"

As Ryan spirits Jake away, Tristan turns back to me.

"He's gorgeous!" he breathes. "He's going to be very popular, both with the daddies and with the older boys. Right, I'll let Keith take you into the lounge and introduce you to the rest of the guys."

We stroll through. I immediately notice that the largest sofa has been converted into a bed and placed against the far wall, with the other sofas facing it.

The first guy that I'm introduced to is Brad, a big man who looks to be in his late thirties, the guy who was responsible for refurbishing The Lodge when Tristan inherited the place. In effect, he's Tristan's number two, and very much the sort of guy that I have total respect for. Then there's James, a tall, slim guy in his mid-forties. A university academic specialising in the history and culture of ancient Greece, he apparently only goes with the older boys.

"James is exceptionally well-endowed," Keith whispers to me. "It's just as well that he has no interest in the younger lads."

Finally, I'm introduced to Ed, a smallish, dapper electrician in his early forties, and Tim, a schoolmaster, and the only one of the daddies that appears to be younger than I am.

Just before two o'clock, Phil appears. A couple of minutes later, Tristan bustles in and stands in front of the bed.

"Right, gentlemen!" he says. "Everyone is here now. Simon is just putting on his uniform, so we're almost ready to begin. Now as you know, today we have some new members with us: Paul, who is sitting with Keith and Brad, and his son Jake, whom you'll see in a moment. I'm sure that you're going to make them very welcome."

He looks across to the door on his right.

"Okay boys!" he instructs. "Come in, please!"

The boys, dressed in white, short-sleeved shirts, very brief grey shorts, knee length grey socks, and black school shoes, troop across the room and line up in front of the bed. My eyes almost fall out. I know Graham told me about the shorts, but actually seeing the boys wearing them, I almost cum in my pants!

I scan the line, noting that the four older boys, including Ryan and Mark, have a black insignia on their shirt pocket, while the four younger ones don't. From the description I was given, I pick out Nicky immediately. I lick my lips. Tall for his age and very slim, with blue eyes and dirty-blond hair, he'll definitely do for me!

"Right Jake!" Tristan announces. "Now as you know, you and I are going to make up a foursome with one of the older boys and one of the daddies. I'd like you to pick one of the older boys to join us. Ideally, it should be one that you've not been with before, so that would be Craig or Peter."

"I'd like it to be Craig, please," Jake says confidently.

I nod my approval. Of the two, Craig is by far the nicer looking, and the murmur around the room suggests that this was the choice the other daddies had expected.

"Excellent!" Tristan says, smiling. "Now I'll pick one of the daddies, and that will be Tim. Now before we get started, I'll ask the other daddies to pick which boy they want to go with. Paul, as our new member, you have the first pick."

"Nicky please!" I respond.

Looking like the cat the swallowed the cream, the lad saunters across to join me.

"Are you going to have a one-to-one, or would you like to make up a foursome?" Tristan enquires.

I'm caught on the hop; nobody had mentioned that. I plump for the safe option. With a kid as cute as Nicky, I don't really want to share him.

"We'll have a one-to-one," I answer.

Nicky beams up at me, clearly in favour of my decision. Over the next few minutes, the remaining daddies select the boy they're going to have sex with, except for Keith.

"Oh, when Tristan's boys aren't here, there are more daddies than boys," he explains quietly, "and so one of us has to sit out. This week it's my turn. It's not a problem. After break, Tristan will sit out."

With Nicky snuggled up next to me, I settle down to watch the show. As I expected, it begins with Jake and Tristan undressing each other, while Craig and Tim do the same. It's all very sensual; I can't take my eyes off them. Pretty soon they're all naked. Craig's a nice-looking boy, slim and fair-haired, with a medium-thick, uncut five-inch cock, which is more than respectable on a lad who stands only around five feet two. Jake's going to enjoy having that up his bum!

"How old's Craig?" I ask, whispering into Nicky's ear.

"Thirteen," he tells me.

"And who's his daddy?"

"Brad."

"What about Tim? Whose daddy is he?"

"Oh, he's my daddy!" Nicky says proudly, his eyes sparkling.

I nod my understanding. Tim's a good-looking guy, young and fit. Nicky clearly loves him to bits. And although it won't happen right now, I'm sure Jake will want to go with him when he gets the chance.

Reaching down, I begin to stroke Nicky's thighs. Although as silky-smooth as Jake's, being so slim, they're much firmer to the touch. I'm completely hooked on them. Nicky opens his legs a little, pressing his right against my left, urging me to continue. Very slowly, I allow my hand to move upwards until it moves across the front of his shorts. Unsurprisingly, he's already hard, his prick throbbing in his underpants.

On the bed, each pair is engaged in some sensuous foreplay, kissing, sucking and fondling each other. Watching them is making me even hornier. Finally, Tristan calls a halt.

"Okay," he says. "I think it's time these boys got to know each other."

With the two adults retiring to the back corners of the bed, Jake and Craig get together. They begin in much the same way, but within a couple of minutes, Craig begins to work some K-Y into Jake's boy-hole, before handing the tube to Jake. Having smeared some over the older lad's rampant prong, my sexy boy gets onto all-fours, his feet just overhanging the foot of the bed, his bum pushed right back, his head and shoulders down low.

Getting off the bed, Craig moves around behind. Lining up his glistening cock with Jake's rosebud, he steadily pushes it in until my sexy son has taken the whole thing. After a moment's pause, Craig gets to work. I suck in air, my eyes riveted to the action. Once again, I'm watching Jake being fucked by a good-looking older boy, and it's the biggest turn-on possible.

"Go on, Craig!" one of the daddies calls. "Give him a good seeing-to!"

Grinning, the thirteen-year old redoubles his efforts, really going for it. Jake's moaning and whimpering, clearly loving what Craig's doing to him. As I watch, I can see that the young teenager is pretty much on automatic pilot, fucking my lad like nothing else matters.

"Oh yes!" he groans suddenly. "I'm going to cum!"

"Yes!" Jake responds. "Fill my bum! Shoot your spunk right up me!"

Craig does not disappoint, his teen cum spurting over and over into my ten-year old son's bottom. Wow! That was hot!

After a few seconds, Craig pulls out and returns to Tim, while Jake rejoins Tristan. Having participated in the same thing last weekend, I know what will happen next. After a gentle build-up, Tristan lies on his back, his head down at the foot of the bed. Kneeling astride our host's chest, Jake carefully pushes himself down on the man's penis. As it's much the same size as mine, he takes it with no difficulty.

Meanwhile, Craig, standing with his knees on either side of Tristan's head, bends right over, allowing Tim to penetrate him. As soon as he's fully impaled, he lowers his head and shoulders, his mouth closing over my boy's throbbing dick.

"Okay, Jake" Tim says. "You know what to do, don't you?"

"Sure!" Jake responds confidently, and begins to ride Tristan's cock.

I lick my lips, suitably impressed. Jake is performing beautifully, just as he did last weekend, while at the other end Tim, another daddy whose endowment is similar to mine, is giving Craig a serious fucking.

The only disappointment, if you can call it that, is that it doesn't last a bit longer. After barely a couple of minutes, it's all over.

"Okay, gentlemen!" Tristan announces. "This is now your time. We'll see you back here in thirty-five minutes!"

Taking one last look, I notice Jake has spunk running down his legs. He's with Craig, who's guiding him back towards the changing area. I'd like to have a word to make sure he's okay, but I've no time. Right now, I have my own fish to fry.

Taking Nicky's hand, I lead the way upstairs, quickly finding the room with my name on the door. We make our way inside. As soon as I've locked us in, Nicky reaches up, drawing me into a wonderful, passionate kiss.

After removing our shoes and socks, we begin to undress each other. The boy's good at this too, the touch of his fingers driving me almost insane. Within a few seconds, our shirts are off. Sitting on the bed, I undo his shorts, easing them off his slender hips. They fall to the floor, leaving him dressed just in his skimpy white briefs.

After running my fingers over his cotton-covered penis, I draw the waistband away from his body and quickly skin them down his legs, allowing him to kick them off. Although of similar girth, at a little over three inches, his willy's a fraction longer than Jake's, more than respectable on a scrawny ten-year old. Eagerly plunging down on it, I savour the feeling, hard and hot in my mouth.

After a couple of minutes, I let him go and get to my feet. Without waiting to be asked, Nicky confidently removes my jeans and boxers. Kneeling on the floor, he holds my cock around the base.

"This is just like my daddy's!" he declares, grinning.

Taking it into his mouth, he begins to suck. Gradually, he works his way down until he's taking it right down his throat, burying his cute little nose in my pubic hair.

I'm overwhelmed. I've been with a good number of boys over the years, but I've met very few who can perform that trick, and they were years older than Nicky.

"Oh!" I gasp. "That's amazing! You'd better stop; I don't want to cum yet!"

Obediently, he lets me go. We get onto the bed.

"Did your daddy teach you to do that?" I ask, drawing him to me.

"Not really," he says disarmingly. "I just sort of learned how to do it. Ryan and Craig can take it right down their throats," he adds quietly, "but I'm the only one of the younger boys who can. You liked it, didn't you?"

"Oh, yes! It was wonderful! I'd have cum in no time if you hadn't stopped. So which of the older boys do you like going with?"

"All of them!" he responds, grinning.

"Okay, I guess I asked for that," I say, smiling back. "But which one's your favourite?"

"It's hard to say. Peter, probably."

"Really? He's certainly not the nicest-looking."

"No, but he is really nice. When I've been with him, he always makes sure I'm enjoying myself. He's an absolute super-brain too, and he's very sexy! He takes after his daddy."

"Meaning?"

"He's got a big cock, considering he's only twelve. He cums a lot too."

"Oh, so is he James's boy?"

"Yes, that's right! James isn't interested in kids our age. Just as well, really. He's got a monster! He likes Ryan best. I think they're together at the moment."

"You seem to know a lot about it," I comment.

"Well, I do keep my eyes and ears open," he says, smiling.

"So how d'you do at school?"

"Pretty well, I think. Oh, I'm not as clever as Peter, but I do okay. I love school!"

"That's good! Work hard and stick at it."

"Oh, I have to work hard. My mum makes sure of that!"

"Just your mum?" I query.

"Yes, well I live with her during the week, yeah? I only stay with Daddy at weekends and during the school holidays."

"Oh, I see! I take it your mum has no idea what you and your daddy get up to?"

"Not a clue!" he says grinning from ear to ear. "She'd have a fit if she found out! But at weekends and during the holidays she likes to spend time with her boyfriend. It's easier for her if I'm not around."

I nod my understanding, gently stroking Nicky's hair. I like all the Syndicate boys that I've met, but Nicky stands out. I'm sure that he and Jake will get on really well if they have the opportunity to spend time together.

Quite spontaneously, we kiss again. I'm in ecstasy; he does it so beautifully. We spend the next few minutes kissing and sucking each other. Finally, Nicky's kneeling right over me, gently taking my cock right down his throat. We can't do a sixty-nine; he's not tall enough. Instead, I begin to lick his cute little rosebud. After around thirty seconds, I push my tongue right inside, and am shocked to encounter a familiar taste.

"You've got spunk in your boy-hole!" I say, pulling away. "When did your daddy fuck you?"

"Last night, when we went to bed, but that's not Daddy's. This morning, my friends came to the flat. It was a nice day, so we went to the woods."

"Really? And how old are they?"

"Joel's twelve; Sean's thirteen. They're like boyfriends."

"But they still like having sex with you! Did just one of them do it, or both of them?"

"Sometimes it's just one, but this morning it was both of them. By the time I got home, it was too late for me to have a bath."

"Does your Daddy know?"

"Oh yes! He has sex with them sometimes. When I got home, he told me off for not getting back sooner. He said I'd have to manage for once."

"You are a naughty boy, aren't you?" I say, eyeing him lustfully. "I always smack Jake's bottom if I find spunk in his boy-hole!"

"D'you want to spank me then?"

"Is that okay?"

"Yeah, as long as you don't do it too hard. And only two smacks. Tristan won't allow more than that."

"Okay! Get into position!"

"Before we do it," he says, grinning mischievously, "I'd better use some of this."

Picking up the tube of K-Y from the bedside table, he gently smears some over my penis. He then places a pillow in the middle of the bed, and gets onto all-fours so that the pillow is directly below his boy-parts.

I lick my lips, remembering what Simon told me about Nicky loving to be fucked while lying face-down. But before we get to that, I've got a problem. How hard is too hard? Rather gingerly, I administer a sharp tap to his buttocks.

"Oh, you can do it harder than that!" Nicky tells me, sounding almost dismissive.

Picking my hand up higher, I give him a much fiercer blow.

"Oh yes!" he gasps, sinking down onto the pillow. He spreads his long, slim legs. "Come on, Daddy Paul! I'm a naughty boy! Now stick your cock in me!"

My head's spinning. I knew he'd like sex; all the boys here do, but I hadn't expected him to be such a total horn-dog! For fuck sake, he's only ten! Kneeling between his legs, I lower myself into position, guiding my prick onto his twitching starfish. After taking a deep breath I penetrate him. Following his earlier exploits, the first four inches slide smoothly in. Having steadied myself, I push down again, giving him the rest.

"Oooooh!" he moans. "That feels so good!"

"So what d'you want now?" I ask, nibbling his ear.

"I want you to fuck me, of course! Do it hard! I want to feel your spunk up my bum!"

Well, there's an offer I can't refuse! I begin to fuck him with long, powerful strokes, savouring every nuance of his tight little boy-hole. I'm just hitting my stride when he blows me away. As I reach the top of my `out' stroke, he pushes his hips up to meet me. And he doesn't just do it once; he keeps it going. I'm like `What?!' Boys being fucked in this position just lie there and take it; end of story. Not this one! What makes it even more extraordinary is that Nicky can't weigh more than half what I do. In order for him to do what he's doing; his timing has to be absolutely spot-on. Keith was right; the kid really is a quite wonderful fuck!

"Oooh!" I growl. "You love this, don't you?"

"Oh yes!" he groans. "Keep it going! Hard as you can!"

Suddenly, he begins to shake, his body gripped by the wildest dry-cum I've ever encountered, his starfish going into violent spasms around my dick.

"Ohh! Ohh!" Ohhh!" he squeals.

Moments later, I'm there too.

"Oh, fuck!" I rasp. "I'm going to fill your boy-hole!"

"Yes!" he responds. "Yes! Fill me up!"

As lights flash and the room turns cartwheels, my spunk spurts over and over into his tight little bum like he was sucking it right out of me. My brain's in such a mess, I start to become concerned that it's not going to stop.

Finally, it does. With the room still spinning, I lie there, my heart pounding against Nicky's back, wondering what the fuck just happened. Wow!

After a few seconds, I lift myself clear. Getting off the bed, Nicky saunters into the en-suite bathroom, my spunk trickling down his legs. As I'm getting dressed, he reappears.

"Thanks!" he says warmly, giving me another kiss. "That was amazing! You fuck even harder than my daddy!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I answer, gratified by the ego-boost he's just given me. "Don't any of the other daddies fuck as hard as that?"

"Well, I've not been with James, of course," he says, beginning to pull on his clothes. "I guess Keith sort of does, but I think it's more that he's a bit bigger than the others, so it feels harder. But none of the other daddies does it like that."

Heading back downstairs, I feel like I'm floating on a cloud. Joining the Syndicate has to be the best thing that's ever happened to me. I just hope that Jake feels the same way.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

After tea and cakes with the other daddies, we reassemble in the lounge. From what I've been told, it's now the boys' turn to choose which daddy they want to go with, although I'm not sure of the details.

"Okay boys!" Tristan announces, smiling. "Remember, you can't pick your own daddy, or the daddy that you've just been with. And you can't pick me, because I'll be sitting out. Right, Jake! As you're new, you get the first pick. Which daddy would you like to go with?"

"Is it okay if I pick Tim?" he asks.

"Yes, that's fine!" Tristan assures him. "You weren't really with Tim earlier on; you were with me. Off you go then!"

I smile as Jake makes his way across to sit with Tim. It's not exactly a surprise. Tim and Tristan are definitely the best-looking of the other daddies.

"Okay Peter," Tristan continues. "You were last to be picked before break, so you're next."

"Paul, please!" he says confidently.

Okay, so that's it, then. Peter might not be the prettiest boy in the room, but Nicky spoke very highly of him. I guess I'll have to see how it goes. And I'm impressed with the system that Tristan's devised, which is clearly designed to ensure that nobody gets left out.

With Peter sitting snuggled up next to me, the selections continue. Within a couple of minutes; we're all sorted.

"Let's ask Tim and Jake if they'd like to make up a foursome," Peter suggests, whispering into my ear.

I'm immediately on my guard.

"So that you can get into Jake's underpants, I presume?"

"Of course, I'd like to," he admits disarmingly. "But you'll get to watch him being fucked again. I noticed you while he was being initiated."

Ouch! Much as I don't like being caught out by a twelve-year old, I have to admit that Peter seems to be every bit as smart as Nicky said he was.

"Okay," I agree, smiling. "We'll ask!"

As we get up, we make our way across towards Jake and Tim.

"Hi Tim!" Peter says, smiling. "We were wondering if you guys would be interested in making up a foursome with us?"

"Hmmm!" he responds. "What d'you think, Jake? Would you like us to join a foursome with Peter and your daddy?"

"Sure!" Jake answers, grinning. "That'd be cool!"

"Okay then!" Tim says. "Let's do it!"

Once again, I'm impressed. I liked both the way that Peter posed the question, and the way that Tim consulted Jake before giving his answer. We make our way upstairs. As my room is the first one we come to, that's where we go. I turn to Tim.

"Okay," I say. "I'll undress Peter while you do Jake. After we've played about for a bit, are we going to let the boys get together while we watch?"

"Sure," he says. "That's what usually happens."

"Right! What about afterwards? Do you want an actual foursome, or shall we have them separately?"

"Whichever; either suits me."

"Let's have them separately then."

"Cool! Shall I go first?"

"Yeah! Give Peter a bit of a break."

"Is Jake okay with taking it lying on his tummy?"

"Sure! It took him a while, but he's fine with it now." I lower my voice. "Nicky absolutely loves it, doesn't he?"

"Tell me about it!" Tim responds, grinning.

With our footwear discarded, I remove Peter's shirt. By contrast with his nicely muscled legs, his upper body is positively weedy. I guess it's not too much of a disappointment; I'd suspected it would be.

After he's helped me to take off my polo top, I sit on the bed and undo his shorts. They fall to the floor. I lick my lips. The bulge at the front of the youngster's briefs confirms exactly what Nicky told me: Peter definitely isn't small!

I run my hands down the backs of his thighs, delighted to find that he's still delightfully smooth. Wasting no time, I skin the underpants down the boy's legs. My eyes widen. Peter's not quite as tall as Craig, maybe just about five feet, but his cock's at least as long, and noticeably thicker. Wow! For a twelve-year old, that's more than impressive! I'm going to enjoy sucking that! More to the point, Jake's going to love having it in his boy-hole.

Having moistened my lips, I take it into my mouth. It feels wonderful! Apart from Ryan's, it's the biggest one I've sucked in ages. I can't really explain it, but there's something particularly sexy about a scrawny young lad with a disproportionately large cock. Peter responds by appreciatively stroking my hair.

After a couple of minutes, I let him go. As I stand up, he quickly removes my trousers and boxer shorts. I look across, keen to see what the others are doing. Lying on the bed, Tim's got Jake all over him. They're kissing passionately. I have to smile; I just can't help it.

Rather than kneeling down, Peter gently guides me onto the bed. Within a couple of seconds, we're kissing too. Despite large, somewhat uneven teeth, he's very good at it, our tongues engaged in an erotic dance.

Suddenly snaking around, he goes down on me, his head resting on my stomach, his fingers gently massaging my perineum. He's good at this too; the sensations are exquisite. I simply allow him to get on with it. Barely half an hour since I filled Nicky's boy-hole, there's no immediate prospect that I'm going to cum. He only stops when Tim interrupts.

"Is it time to let these two get together?" he asks.

"Sure!" I agree, eager to see what they'll get up to.

Leaving the boys on the bed, Tim and I sit on the armchairs that have been strategically placed to give us the best view of the action. Immediately, I notice how beautiful Peter's bum is. I can hardly wait to fuck him!

Exactly as Nicky described earlier, the twelve-year old really looks after Jake, taking care to make sure my boy enjoys everything they do. Predictably, Jake can't get enough of it. They do it all, fondling, kissing and sucking each other.

Finally, Jake gets onto all-fours, allowing the twelve-year old to lick him out. At the end of his initiation by Craig and Tristan, my boy had spunk running out of him. I wonder if there's any still in there. I'm guessing there probably is. The thought makes me hornier than ever.

As Peter pulls away, Jake shuffles around. Picking up the tube of K-Y, he carefully applies some to the older lad's prong. With the task completed, they both get off the bed. Jake turns around, so that he's sideways-on to me and Tim. With his feet apart, he bends right over, resting his hands on the mattress.

Peter quickly moves in behind, guiding his man-sized dick onto my boy's rosebud. With one well-practised movement, he thrusts it in, continuing to push as his appendage steadily disappears into the ten-year old's boy-hole.

"Oh, Peter!" Jakes gasps. "That feels amazing! Now fuck me! Hard as you can!"

Holding Jake around the tops of his thighs, Peter gets to work. As with everything else, he's clearly an accomplished performer, withdrawing several inches before slamming back in. Jake's moaning and whimpering, absolutely revelling in it. I'm not surprised. Even Ryan, who's a year older and slightly bigger, didn't fuck him as hard as this.

"Peter!" Jake groans. "Play with my dick!"

Peter glances at Tim, seeking permission.

"Sure!" Tim says, smiling. "It'll be fine."

Reaching down, Peter wraps his fingers around Jake's throbbing prick and begins to wank him. After just a few seconds, Jake bucks violently, his penis coming to life in the twelve-year old's hand.

"Oh yes!" Peter rasps, his own orgasm clearly upon him.

Resuming his grip on my son's thighs, he deposits his boy-juice in the lad's tight, velvety tunnel. Wow! For a twelve-year old, that was some performance! After a short pause, he slowly pulls out.

While Tim picks up Jake and gently deposits him on the bed, Peter makes his way across to where I'm sitting. Grinning, he parks himself across my lap.

"That was most impressive!" I congratulate. "Jake absolutely loved it."

"So did I!" Peter admits, still gasping for breath. "He's gorgeous!"

"I liked the way you made sure he was enjoying himself."

"Of course! The more he enjoys it, the more he'll do for me."

"I see! Did someone tell you that, or did you work it out for yourself?"

"Actually, Daddy told me, before I had my first fuck."

"Right! So who was that with?"

"Mark. It was last Christmas. He couldn't cum back then."

"Sounds like it was quite a Christmas present!"

"Yeah, totally! Shooting my spunk into another boy for the first time was incredible! I loved it! And Daddy was definitely right. I took my time and made sure Mark was enjoying it. By the end, he couldn't do enough for me."

I'm not sure every boy would react like that, but I let it pass. As far as Peter's concerned, it works, and that's all that matters.

"When you licked Jake out," I enquire, changing the subject. "Did he still have spunk up there?"

"Yes! After going with Craig and Tristan, he was bound to. They both shoot loads. Even going to the toilet and having a shower wouldn't get rid of it all." He pauses for a moment. "I was very naughty with Jake, wasn't I?"

"Were you?" I query, not totally sure where this is going.

"Yes! I fucked him really hard! That's very naughty, isn't it?"

"Yes, I guess it is."

"I usually get my bottom spanked when I'm naughty."

"Well, I'm sure that could be arranged," I say, finally catching on. "I always spank Jake if I find spunk in his boy-hole," I add, lowering my voice. "Actually, I think he likes it!"

"Cool!" Peter answers, grinning.

We turn our attention towards the bed. Tim's lying on his back. Jake, with his head resting on the man's stomach, is sucking his cock. Judging by the way Tim's purring and stroking the lad's hair, I guess my boy's doing a pretty good job, not that I'd have expected any less.

After a couple of minutes, Jake gets onto all-fours. Kneeling behind him, Tim begins licking him out.

"Oooooh!" he coos appreciatively. "You're all spunky!"

"Yes!" Jake agrees. "And you're going to shoot yours in there now, aren't you?"

"Sure! Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, lube me up then," Tim instructs, passing him the K-Y.

Having smeared the gel all over the man's penis, Jake looks at him expectantly. "How d'you want me?" he asks.

"Lying on your front. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, cool!"

They place a pillow in the middle of the bed. Jake lies down on top, the pillow under his hips, his legs spread apart. Kneeling between them, Tim lowers himself into position, just as I did with his boy. I suck in air, my mouth dry with anticipation. A moment later, the man's cock spears into Jake's bum.

"Ohhh, Daddy Tim!" he moans. "Now fuck me! Give me your spunk!"

"Oh yes!" Tim purrs. "You've got such a lovely tight boy-hole!"

There's no hesitation. Within a few seconds, he's giving my lad a real pounding, just like I do. I'm totally captivated, my eyes glued to the sight of Tim's glistening prong pistoning in and out of my son's bottom. Once again, Jake's moaning and whimpering, reacting to the mixture of pain and pleasure that he's experiencing.

"Oh, Daddy Tim!" he squeaks, his body wracked by the most violent dry-cum I've ever witnessed. "I'm getting the tingles!"

"Oh, you sexy little thing!" Tim growls. "Here it cums! I'm going to fill your boy-hole!"

"Yes!" Jake urges. "Fill me up!"

Tim thrusts in as deep as he can. I watch his hips spasm three, four, five times as he pumps his semen deep into my boy's tight little tunnel. I'm elated. That was exactly the sort of fucking I most like to watch. I turn to Peter, who's grinning at me.

"That was so hot!" he whispers.

"Yeah!" I agree. "Are you ready for that?"

"Totally!"

After a few seconds, Tim withdraws and they get off the bed. For the second time this afternoon, there's spunk trickling down Jake's thighs, I guess a mixture of Tim's and Peter's, together with a little that had been left from earlier.

"May I borrow Peter for a moment?" Tim asks.

"Sure!" I say, nodding.

"Okay, Peter," Tim says. "You know what to do."

"Jake, just bend over the bed," Peter instructs, "I'm going to clean you up."

I watch intently as he kneels down behind, eagerly licking the semen from Jake's thighs, just like Ryan did when we were here a week ago. Working his way upwards, he even gets his tongue right into Jake's boy-hole. Eventually, my lad's starfish closes up and the flow stops. That was wild!

As Jake heads to the bathroom, Peter follows him. A moment later, he returns carrying a small hand-towel.

"What's that for?" I enquire.

"You want me lying on my tummy, so I'll put this over the pillow."

"In case you cum," I add.

"Oh, I'll definitely cum!" he says confidently.

We get onto the bed. We're just getting into it when Jake returns, parking himself on Tim's lap so that he can watch us. Peter and I run through much the same foreplay we engaged in earlier. After just a few minutes, I get the lad up on all-fours, the towel-covered pillow directly in front of him. I begin to lick him out. As I push my tongue inside him, I encounter a familiar taste. After Ed fucked him earlier on, I guess he didn't bother to get rid of the guy's cum. I pull away.

"Time to lube me up," I tell him, handing over the K-Y.

Having expertly coated my prick, he looks up expectantly.

"Back as you were!" I order.

He returns to his previous position. I raise my right hand.

"That's for having spunk in your boy-hole!" I say, delivering a hard smack to his buttocks.

"Ohhh!" he gasps, involuntarily jerking away.

I wait for him to settle back into position.

"And that's for being so naughty with Jake!" I add, administering a second, even harder smack.

"Oh yes!" he groans, dropping down onto the pillow.

I follow him immediately, my cock thrusting right into his boy-hole. Within seconds, I'm fucking him. I take care not to go too fast. After draining my balls less than an hour ago, this will take some time, no matter how hard I go at it.

"Go on, Daddy!" Jake urges. "Fuck him hard, like you do with me!"

I resist the temptation, still needing to stick to a pace that I can sustain. With Peter moaning beneath me, five minutes become six, and six become seven. Finally, I feel myself getting close. Summoning all my energy, I make one last effort, totally going for it. Peter responds exactly as I'd hoped he would.

"Oh fuck!" he groans. "I'm going to cum!"

As his boy-juice squirts onto the towel, his rosebud goes into spasm around my dick. It's exactly what I needed. With my balls churning, my penis jerks into action, my man-cream spurting deep into the twelve-year old's bottom.

I collapse in a heap, my heart pounding against the lad's spine. I am out of it! As my prick softens, I allow it to slip out. I roll onto my back, my chest rising and falling. Peter gets up onto his knees.

"Wow!" he says, smiling down as me. "That was a proper fucking!"

Getting off the bed, he heads for the bathroom. As I begin to recover, I sit up.

"How did you get on with Nicky earlier on?" Tim enquires.

"Oh, he was amazing!" I say, grinning from ear to ear. "I couldn't believe it when he started deep-throating me."

"Totally his idea," Tim assures me. "I never even suggested it. It just seemed that every time he sucked me, he got down a bit further until he was taking it right down his throat."

"And that wasn't even the best part," I go on. "When I was fucking him, he began bucking his hips, pushing up as I was pushing down. I've no idea how he learned to do that!"

"Actually, I haven't either. He told me that it started when he was being fucked by one of his friends. Now he does it with everyone."

"It has to be difficult to do it with guys like us though. I must weigh twice as much as he does, and you're about the same. His timing has to be absolutely perfect; otherwise, he'd never get off the bed."

"Hmmm! I hadn't thought about it like that."

"I take it Jake was okay for you."

"Oh, he was more than okay," Tim says, smiling. "He was wonderful! You're a star, aren't you Jake? And you love having it up your bum!"

Jake beams up at him.

"Any chance we could put Jake and Nicky together?" I ask.

"Not here; when we have foursomes here, the younger boys are always paired off with one of the older ones. I guess we could do it at my place. But what would they do? Neither of them is ready to fuck yet."

"They could do a sixty-nine while we watched. They'd fit together perfectly!"

"And when they've got each other off, you and I could do what we've done today."

I'm very excited. The idea of Tim and I having a four-way with these two gorgeous boys is getting me horny again. But it's not just about me.

"What d'you think Jake?" I ask, looking right at him. "Would you like that?"

"Oh yes, Daddy!" he answers, his blue eyes sparkling. "That'd be awesome!"

"How are you fixed next Saturday?" Tim asks.

"We've not got anything arranged," I tell him.

"Saturday afternoon, Bring Jake over to my flat," he says, smiling, "I'll give you the address."

 

That's the end of this particular story. If you've enjoyed it, please let me know by emailing me at archimedes294@hushmail.com . If there's enough interest, I'll write a few one-chapter stories about Tim, Nicky and their friends, so please look out for them!