Date: Sun, 1 May 2022 10:53:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Danny The Bully Part Fourteen (Young Friends) One thing no one had told me about being fucked up the arse was that if you have it done to you seven times over a weekend then it can ended up compacting things a bit inside. Who would have told me anyway? I guess what I'm trying to say is that Monday morning's shit was a bit protracted. Not the best start to the week. As I walked to school I dreaded facing Gaz and I worried he'd guess what I'd been up to. I knew that in reality he wouldn't guess. How could he? I suppose if he'd examined my hole closely he might see it looked a bit sore but even then would his first guess be that I'd had a dick up there? Not that he'd be getting anywhere near my hole anyway. Nor my bum or my dick. More's the pity really. One reason I was dreading him finding out is because I didn't know how I would explain it to him. I agreed to Danny doing it. If I really really wanted to I'm sure I could stop it at anytime. Yes Peter might be disappointed in me but he'd understand. Instead I went along with it because I guess I knew I liked it. It sometimes felt like I was under the spell of Danny's big dick. From that first moment I saw it in the shower to the time it almost hypnotised me into sucking it in the bedroom. To now where I was taking it up my arse and despite all the guilt, awkwardness and embarrassment I felt I knew I enjoyed it. Thankfully and to no surprise Gaz didn't have an inkling about what I'd been up to. When he found out I'd been over at Danny's his first question was, "I hope he was nice to you?" How did I answer that? I guess yes he was. The fact that I was too weak to say no or to risk offending Peter wasn't Danny's fault. So I just smiled and said it was fine but nowhere near as much fun as spending the weekend with Gaz was. "Now that is true! Fancy a sleepover at mine Saturday?" He asked. "Yes! If Mum agrees, I don't want her to be funny about me being out the house a lot but I'm sure she'll be fine." As it happened Mum was all good, I think she was starting to enjoy the freedom that came with me not always being there and needing to be looked after. One of the benefits of my having the thing with Danny was that as well as stopping the bullying he made sure to keep people off our back. Although what was the "thing" I had with Danny? A deal? An agreement? A relationship? Fuck buddies?. I wasn't sure but in any case it was great to know he was in the background if anyone else tried to bully us. I had a brief run in with Simon Shaw, a kid not much bigger than me but an arrogant arsehole. He pushed me into the wall in the corridor so hard it winded me. Then Danny was there, grabbing Simon by his shirt and telling him to apologise to me. Or else. Simon muttered an apology and never bothered me again. I guess no one wants to get on the wrong side of the big bad bully! So if I was looking at the positives and negatives of my situation that was definitely one of them. Still, it was hard to mentally process what I'd been doing. Peter might have told me there was nothing wrong with being a bottom but it wasn't him that was taking six hard inches of dick inside was it?! Peter had made a few jokes and comments about mine and Danny's sex life which had made me feel uncomfortable. I hoped we wouldn't talk about it again but I knew he liked to be honest. So it was with some trepidation that I sat down on his sofa on Wednesday afternoon as usual. I sipped my coke getting a flashback to the whisky in it which maybe started all of this. Peter was quiet before he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Tom, I wanted to apologise to you about some of the things I said on Friday and Saturday. I made some really inappropriate jokes at your and Danny's expense. I suppose I was trying to be all "cool" about it!" "That's fine, it was a bit embarrassing. I'm not um...comfortable talking about things like um..sex," I replied hoping he'd get the hint for future reference. "I know and that's why I'm sorry. Danny and I have a very open relationship where he knows he can talk to me about anything. I've always tried to take some of the awkwardness and mystique about sex and masturbation and things like that by being brutally honest with him. I sort of overlooked you might not feel the same way. It's one thing for me to make jokes at Danny's expense but I think I crossed the line. I'm sure it was embarrassing enough for you to be caught in the act by me. For me then to make jokes about you staying up all night having sex was wrong. I had a couple of pints and got a bit carried away. So I'm sorry, I can't promise not to make inappropriate jokes again but do pull me up on them if I make you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed." I smiled at him, "Thanks, that's good to know. To be honest it's a topic I'd rather not discuss in the future." Peter laughed, "I can tell that from the colour of your face! Don't worry I'm almost finished and then we can talk about something else. What I do want to say is that I'm here for you if you need to talk. About sex, your relationship or whatever. No topic off limits. On that note is your bum sore after the weekend? Danny said he gave you a bit of a pounding, apparently he lost count but thought it was seven or eight times you did it together!" I went even more bright red. I wasn't expecting that at all. "Um it's sort of fine, thanks," I said hoping the ground would swallow me up. "Well I've got some cream so let me know if you need Danny to rub it in or yourself if you'd prefer. Oh I also got you boys some proper anal lubrication, should be more gentle than the baby oil. Now, I still want Danny to focus on homework so I guess you'll just have to stay a bit later on homework days to fit in that other stuff. Actually I'll speak to your Mum and see if you can stay for dinner on homework days, just means you boys can take your time exploring each other's bodies. I'll tell her that you're helping me out and I'm sure she'll be fine and understand. I'll give her a call later to confirm you'll be here for dinner tomorrow and subsequent Thursdays." Great. I wasn't sure that this was an outcome I wanted but as before I felt I couldn't really say no. Peter was being so good about everything and I didn't want to risk him telling my Mum about everything. I knew the sex with Danny would continue but I'd sort of hoped it wouldn't be every week. Now it was clearly going to be every Thursday and maybe even more than once on those days. I just hoped Peter wouldn't make jokes about it, but it seemed he understood how awkward I felt about talking about it. The next morning, Thursday morning I got out of bed which my first though knowing that later that day i was going to be fucked by Danny again. I spent a long time in the shower getting clean and trying to process that. I guess this was my life now for good or ill. Thursday was also when we had swimming class. My weekly attempt to check out what Gaz was hiding in his pants while also making sure I kept fully covered up! Gaz and I were some of the last out the pool and by the time we'd showered the chlorine off some boys were already dressed and heading off to the next lesson. "Ha ha where's my fucking pants? and my towel?!" Gaz said loudly standing there in his trunks rummaging for both in his bag. It wasn't common but every now and then someone would play a trick and hide someone's towel. Hiding pants though was taking a bigger step. Gaz wandered off to see if he could find them while I wrapped my towel around me and pulled my trunks off. I dried myself before I started to reach for my pants from my bag. Gaz came back then and swore loudly. "Fucking hell, some fucker stole my towel and put it in the toilets. No sign of my pants though." At that moment the teacher shouted over to us "Hurry up boys, you need to be out of here in two minutes!" "Fuck, what am I going to do Tom?" He asked as I sat down to pull my pants on under my towel. "Just go commando!" Was my helpful suggestion. It was the only solution I could think of. Gaz blushed and then bent down close to me, "I can't, he whispered. "I've got to go to cricket practice at the sports hall after school and I need to wear pants. Otherwise not only will everyone see my naked when I pull my trousers down but I won't be able to wear a box. You don't want to get a cricket ball hitting you in the balls even if it's only a windball." We got another hurry up from the teacher and a threat of detention if we were still there when he got back. So I thought quickly and came up with a less than ideal solution. "Here have mine, they're clean on today," I said blushing and feeling awkward. Gaz gratefully accepted and said I was "the best friend anyone could have!" I felt a bit flustered about my pants being next to Gaz's dick and balls. Those lucky fucking pants! So it ended up with me being commando for the rest of the day which was fine as a one off but I wouldn't suggest making a habit of it! I'd actually pretty much forgotten about it until later at Danny's. I was expecting to do the homework first but Danny locked the door and started to strip off as soon as we got to his room, "Dad's out so we can make as much noise as we like!" He said taking his shirt off and then loosening his trousers. I started to do the same and as I pulled down my trousers he gasped, "No pants! You dirty bastard, I knew you were desperate for cock but I didn't realise you were THAT desperate!" He said with a grin as he reached for the lube his Dad had got for us. There wasn't any need for me to pretend I didn't know what was going to happen so I came over to the bed. He directed me to get on all fours and he was going to be "doggy style" "Yeah, someone stole Gaz's pants...oooh that's cold," I said as he rubbed the cold lube into my hole. Danny giggled, " I know! I did, I got them as a special present for you!I thought you might like to wank off sniffing them. Actually we can add them to our sex play!" As he said that he pushed into me and I moaned loudly. Damn it, why was so hooked on his dick. I'd pretended I didn't want this but as soon as he went into me I knew I did. "That's gross, just shut up and fuck me," I said and I started moaning as he started thrusting in and out of me. I don't know if it was the position or the angle of his thrusts but I just couldn't control myself. I pushed backwards trying to fit as much of his dick in as possible. My moans were louder than Danny's until the front door banged and his dad shouted up, "I'm home boys!" With that Danny suddenly shoved Gaz's pants into my mouth to stifle my moaning, I virtually came just from that! I needed relaase and I knew Danny wasn't going to do it for me so I reached down and furiously wanked my dick. I closed my eyes and pretended it was Gaz's dick in my mouth while Danny fucked me. This totally set me off and I had the most intense orgasm I can remember, Danny was soon after me and as he came he thrust so deep into me it felt like he'd gone into my stomach! There was an awkward silence as we both recovered from our orgasms and I felt a bit embarrassed at how carried away I got. The thing was, it was really good. I might not have liked the idea of sex with Danny. I might not have liked all the angst and worry about it but when he was inside me I can't lie i enjoyed it. "Well..that was fun. I knew you were a bit dirty but I didn't realise how dirty! I'll keep Gaz's pants for future fun between us. Who knows, maybe one day he can join in the fun too. Now let's clean up and do our homework!" I was a bit surprised Danny was all about the homework but was pleased he was. The last thing I wanted was him to talk more about what we'd done. I needed to process it really, how far gone I'd got. So we got dressed and sat down and did our homework. Peter knocked on the door after a while and Danny unlocked it. "Dinner in ten minutes boys," he said and then said how nice it was to see us working hard. Dinner was a very nice pork in black bean sauce that Peter made with some noodles as well. As usual, very different food to what I was used to at home. We chatted over dinner about school and it was a very enjoyable half an hour. It was so nice having Peter in my life "Thanks Peter, that was delicious!" I said at the end of the meal. We'd had some dessert and I was nice full up "My pleasure, it's always nice to have you over and I'm glad your Mum has agreed to it being a weekly thing. I suppose you should head off soon Tom." I looked at my watch, "Yes, I guess. I suppose I might have a bit longer..." I'd suggested this as I didn't really want my chat with Peter to end but Danny picked up the wrong end of the stick. Or was it the right end and what I was secretly angling for? "Well Dad, I was thinking Tom had some tasty pork for dinner and maybe he might like some more porking in my bedroom before he goes home!" he said with a giggle. I went bright red as usual and Peter laughed, "That's up to Tom Danny, if it's time for him to go home it's time for him to go home." There was my opening. I could just say I actually should get home. Yes that's what I wanted, to go home, no more sex for today. That's definitely what I wanted, isn't it? Ten minutes later I'm in Danny's bed, legs around his shoulders, Gaz's pants in my mouth as Danny gives me a good fucking. When I'm back home in bed later that evening I realise I've got it bad, it's like I'm hooked on sex with Danny even if once it's over I feel like I never want to do it with him again. Damn I'm a fucked up mess.