Half Term Hiccup Chaptrer 7

HALF TERM HICCUP

HALF TERM HICCUP PART SEVEN

FROM SIX

"Mmmm," whimpered Jack as he kissed Reece's Adams apple, little sweet tingles of short duration accompanied Reece's grinding, the short flares heating warmly along his sensual nerves, his still hard and throbbing boycocklet pushing up between their less weighty skins bit sending further messages of boyfull delights washing up in Jack's head.

"Reece! Jack!" the stentorian shout of Reece's senior split the air.

Part Seven

Jack juddered at the shut from Reece's father.

"Hey what's the hurry?" Reece nuzzled Jack's neck, pinning him on the ground. Jack could feel the swell of Reece's teencock swell inside him.

Jack struggled, "Your father," he hissed.

"Oh that," Reece smiled and then Jack twitched as he felt the full force of Reece's shouted, "Coming dad!" against his boypussy, Reece's bellow vibrated inside Jack and he felt a slight tingle, he sensed his desire being tempted.

Reece smiled and slowly long dicked Jack, `we've got at least five minutes of playtime before we need to move,' he decided and he wanted to enjoy the sensation as his teenprick slid through his ejected spunk, `always feels so pleasant to feel the touch of my sticky cum residue rub seductively against my knobhead.' Jack despite his wish to obey a voice of authority found his hips moving, bucking slowly in response to Reece's gentle pulsing thrusts. Jack felt the inner heats he was growing to like and need quicken and strengthen.

"That feels nice," sighed Reece as he nibbled Jack's earlobe, "You really are getting into being fucked aren't you?"

Jack quivered as Reece's wet nibbling of his ear was producing tingling shivers which rippled through his head, he twitched, `Am I liking what Reece is doing, has done to me?' he thought about the implications, `Fuck it all, Reece is a mate, all we're doing is helping each other out but in a nice way,' with that the acceptance of Reece's previous explanations clicked in his head; Jack made up his mind.

"Yesss, I am," his voice was soft, hesitant to say aloud the truth that what Reece had taught him had opened his eyes and mind, `and my pussy, don't forget my pussy,' Jack trembled as he admitted to himself that despite the implications involved he was very much enjoying male teen to male teen fun.

"There's much more to show you," Reece murmured.

"Reece! Jack! Now please!" the stentorian shout of Reece Senior bellowed about them.

"Fuck," Reece slid his stiff teendick out of Jack's teenpussy, "Just coming dad," he smiled and kissed the tip of Jack's nose, "wish I were cumming," he smiled as he lurched to his feet.

Jack could not help the grin that formed on his face, "I wish it too," he blushed.

The two teenagers dressed quickly and Reece led the way back, Reece's family were halfway through the gate and they hustled to catch up.

"Boys," Reece's mother looked at them.

"Reece you are not setting your friend a good example," Reece Senior gave his eldest son a strong look, `he's so much like me when I was a teenager. I hope I am right in letting him explore the world he will inherit,' Reece Senior looked at his wife, `and I hope he finds love as I did,' he squeezed his wife's hand affectionately and she blushed very much like she used to when they were courting.

Once back at Reece's home Jack discovered that the boys were supposed to boil the kettle and provide tea for everyone.

"Jack you can set out the cups on the tray," Reece took command as he supervised Sammy filling the teapot and the extra jug of hot water that would be needed.

"Reece there is packet of biscuits in the larder, only one each as I don't want your appetites ruined for Sunday Lunch," Sally called out as he hung up her coat.

Jack carried the tray into the living room and set it down on the small low table, he watched as Tim handed round the large cups, Sammy was delegated the task of handing out the biscuits, Reece commanded the tea pouring process, adding extra water to his and his brother and Jack's cup to weaken the strength of the tea.

"Good cup of tea," Reece Senior nodded at Reece.

"Thanks dad," Reece grinned.

Jack sat beside Reece on the sofa, he was quite enjoying being part of the family and he did like the cup of tea that Reece had brewed. `It's like I imagined a family would be like,' he thought as he compared the stressful lifestyle of his mother and father, now divorced and living very different lives and how he fitted in with the comforting ways of Reece's family.

Sally took charge of the clearing and washing up and then Jack found himself sat beside Tim as they peeled the potatoes for Sunday Lunch. `I would not be allowed to help at home,' he acknowledged, his mother worried about him cutting himself with a knife and Jane his father's partner had her own set ways about Sunday Lunch and a teenage boy was not part of them, if he was at his father's he would play with his Playstation until called to the table. At his mother's he would help set the table and help clear way but that would be it, this is much more fun and family like,' he smiled, not understanding that Reece's parents were making sure their children were being educated how to become independent, readying them for their future away from the family home. As he placed his peeled potato in the bowl he suddenly felt the squeeze between his legs, swiftly he looked at Tim who grinned at him.

Jack smiled and then drew in a sharp breath as Tim's hand slid up the side of his shorts and a fingertip stroked his teendick through his borrowed trunks, almost immediately he sensed the beginning of a major swelling. He squirmed as it began to get uncomfortable and then the finger moved and he relaxed but only for a few seconds as Tim's hands were now busy unzipping the fly of his shorts. Holding his breath and watching Sally just in case she noticed Jack sat still as Tim released his pulsing teendick, the stress of confinement was replaced by the threat of discovery but as Sally continued her stirring and basting at the cooker, he relaxed but only for a moment as Tim's fingers slowly fluted up and down his teenprick. Jack could feel himself redden as the pleasure of being stroked overcame his fear of discovery.

"Peel a potato," whispered Tim and Jack picked up the knife in his trembling hands, `this is hard,' he told himself as Tim's stroking fingers made it difficult to peel properly.

"Just one more please Jack," He was conscious that Sally stood leaning over the table checking the peeled potatoes and deftly cutting away any slight grey or green bits that the boys had missed.

Swallowing heavily, he drew in a deep breath and attempting to ignore Tim's caressing fingers managed to finish the last potato.

"The unused potatoes are stored in the larder," Tim smirked and put the bag in Jack's trembling hands, red with embarrassment but using the bag to hide his erection Jack got up from the table and followed Tim. Inside the larder, Tim grabbed the bag of potatoes placed them on the ground and sank to his knees. Jack leaned against the shelves, seeking support as Tim's mouth closed over his throbbing teenlance and Tim's tongue lashed the exposed helmet. For a few precious and exciting minutes Jack sighed under his breath as Tim sucked him. `I can't believe this is happening, so extraordinary and so good, Reece's brother seems to be as good at sucking me as he is,' Jack twitched as eh could still clearly hear Reece's mother move about in the kitchen, `too exciting,' thought Jack.

"We'll finish this later," Tim kissed the wet tip and Jack was left to put everything back in its place.

Jack followed Tim back inside the kitchen, "Help Reece and Sam finish setting the table in the dining room," Sally said, " and then you can play on your computer until dinner's ready."

Reece and Sam had almost finished when they arrived.

"Tim get out the Sunday linen napkins," Reece asked as he and Sam sorted out the cutlery. "Jack you can get the tall glasses out of the sideboard for us and the two wine glasses for mum and dad from the top shelf," Jack hurried to perform his task but the wine glasses were just slightly too high for him to reach. To his annoyance Tim reached them down for him, `How annoying Tim is four years younger than me and he is already taller,' Jack moaned to himself as he finished his task, placing the glasses on the table.

"All done," smiled Reece.

"You and Sam can go first on the Playstation," said Tim, "Jack and I have something to do upstairs."

Jack's mouth dropped open, especially when Reece winked at him.

"Come on," Tim urged softly, "I want to finish sucking you off."

Jack quivering followed Tim up the stairs. Inside Tim and Sam's bedroom Jack hardly had time to look around before he was being manhandled towards one of the beds. Falling back he found his shorts and trunks being dragged down, as he lay back on the bed Jack could only pant and huff as Tim's mouth swallowed his teendick. The surges of pleasure quickened and strengthened as Tim's mouth, lips and tongue slaved, sucked and rasped against his sensitive cockhead and Jack writhed on the bed, feeling the tingling heat inside him flare and blaze. He watched Tim's head bob up and down, feeling the workings og Tim's mouth as the intense delight grew and blossomed until.

"Ohhh, uurrghh, aaaaaahhhhhh, oooh oh. Oh. Oh," Jack mewled as his dry orgasm rocked through him. He lay shaking and juddering as the waves of bliss slowed and washed away.

"I'll fuck you after dinner," said Tim and Jack lost in the throes of the delights, so new to him but so addictive did not notice the intention in what Tim had said.

As Jack lay there Tim dropped his shorts and briefs and presented his throbbing boydicklet, twitching Jack slowly stroked the hot pink tube, jealously he watched as the slim hot pink tube expanded and lengthened, `Bollocks, his boycock is wider and longer than mine, perhaps only a bit longer but it is definitely fatter,' Jack felt green inside, `but he sucked me so I ought to return the favour,' Jack sense of fairness blocked his thoughts about touching another boy's privates, the heady sexy night with Reece had blown a large hole in those feelings. He leaned over and took the fat bulb in his mouth, enjoying the feel of Tim's cocklet as it pulsed inside his mouth. Gently he teased Tim's foreskin down the budding bud of the throbbing boydick, enjoying the sensation as Tim's hot hard helmet vibrated against his tongue. Remembering what Reece had taught him, `Did all that happen just overnight?' Jack thought to himself with wonder he licked around the hard ridge, working the tip of his tongue under the harder ridge of heated skin and liking the fact that Tim moaned and trembled as he did so. Tim gently thrust his cocklet deeper inside Jack's mouth, the warm tingle became even more heated, `Like the feel of his mouth on my dicky,' Tim thought, `Reece has found a good one here,' he placed his hand on Jack's head pushing the fourteen-year-old further down until he felt the sucking lips touch his bare skin around the base of his shaft. `Nice,' he smiled as the tingling thrill expanded and heightened. Jack felt the pulsing throbs increase, `He must be close,' he decided as he made his lips clamp tighter around the stiff boyrod.

"Now, now, harder, harder," squeaked Tim as he went over the top, the flashing sparkling glittering stars wove intricate designs across his closed eyelids as the flaring tingle exploded and he jerked his pricklet, buffeting the soft palate of Jack's mouth, the dry cum rocking his world.

Jack bobbed his head as asked, feeling the slim boytube in his mouth swell and bloat and then pulse repeatedly in quick succession, the entire boyrod in his mouth became even stiffer and steely firm as Tim climaxed. Despite the fact Tim was too young to spunk, Jack felt very happy that he had made Tim feel every bit as good as Tim had made him.

"Thanks," Tim sighed as he stroked Jack's hair, keeping the teenagers mouth wrapped around his boydick. He was already looking forward to fucking the recently deflowered virginal teen and relished having a boy older than him who was still unable to spunk up. `I'm gonna have some fun with him,' he promised himself.

"Hey guys your turn on the Playstation," Reece stood in the doorway admiring the sight of Jack pleasuring his younger brother. `Wonder if he can stay a bit longer, I want to get him hot to fuck, get him trained up so he's always ready with that tight boyteen pussy. Wonder when his balls will drop?' Reece grinned as Jack and Tim got dressed quickly.

Sam was walking up the stairs, his shirt was off and Jack could see the tight shorts were bulging between the eight-year-old's legs, `Reece is gonna fuck him,' Jack somehow knew and after the nights events was surprised to find he was not shocked. As Reece closed the bedroom door slowly and quietly Jack caught sight of the naked Sammy climbing onto the bed. `Wow,' Jack walked carefully downstairs conscious that his boyteen rod was swelling heavily between his legs, `It seems to always be hard now,' Jack thought as he sat beside Tim on the sofa. His eyes locked onto the screen and as the game began Jack just enjoyed the fact he was able to play a game without his mother complaining, `Wasting your time again Jack, you should be studying,' she would say and he would know that a few minutes later she would come in and turn the game off, never leaving him the chance to save it for later.

"You're still hard," Jack jerked as he heard Tim, "want me to suck you off again?"

Jack stared at the ten-year-old, part of him wanted to say yes, part of him wanted to finish the game, he froze. Tim seeing Jack was motionless paused the game, he reached over to caress the witching lump in Jack's shorts, `my shorts,' Tim noted as he squeezed the slim bulge. Jack twitched and then grabbed Tim's hand, wildly he stared around. He could hear Sally, the boys' mother in the kitchen, he knew Reece and Sammy were upstairs, `but where was Reece's father?' Jack trembled, scared at the prospect of discovery.

"It's okay Jack," Tim moved closed and squeezed the firm boyteen rod, he was fascinated that Jack was the same age as his brother but was still not able to spunk up. `He looks good in my gear,' Tim grinned, `my own dress up boydoll,' he chuckled at the thought.

"Come on," Tim stood up, Jack trembled but hesitantly got to his feet, the tight shorts bulged as his boyteendick pulsed and jerked.

Worried and yet trilled and excited Jack followed Tim back up the stairs. Tim stopped at the bedroom door, he knocked three soft times and opened the door. Jack followed him into the room, he could see Reece's naked backside, he had seen it in the locker room but now it had two small hands catching at Reece's waist and the taut muscular backside was plunging up and down, Jack felt his teenboyprick bloat larger. `Oh Wow is that what I look like when Reece is fucking me?' Jack wondered but the sight of Reece's naked backside, the taut globes of his arse was casing a delightful rippling tingle to rise and float inside him.

"Come on," Tim urged him forward, pulling him by the hand.

Jack could not help but watch the action on Sam's bed as Tim sat him down on his bed, he was aware that Tim was pulling of his shorts and trunks as he gazed intensely as Reece and Sam. He could see the eight year old was lying on a pillow, `of course that puts his boypussy at the right angle,' Jack blushed at his acceptance of what he was learning. He could even see Reece's thick cock as his teenage pal pushed himself up of his younger brother before falling down, `Why it's like he is practising push ups at the same time. Cor! what would the Coach's face look like if Reece did that to me in the gym!' Jack for a moment was lost in the strange but enticing image of himself lying on one of the rubber mats in the gym, their entire class around them watching as Reece fucked him, doing fucking press ups just like he was doing to Sam. In his head he could hear the cheers rather than the jeers and his coach standing there with his stopwatch marking time with his hand on the floor.

"Oh, oooohhhhh," Jack moaned as Tim's mouth sucked him, the hot tongue rasping against his boyteen dick and sending searing hot surges of tingling delight rocking through him.

Jack looked down at the ten year old, he could see his stubby crayon shimmering with saliva as Tim's head bobbed up and down, he saw the expanding and contracting of Tim's cheeks as he worked his mouth on Jack's teenboylance, Jack twitched and trembled in ecstasy as he felt the moist sensation of Tim's tongue slick all over his heart shaped glans. As he watched he felt the adjusting movement as his shaft was moved, now his ridge felt the awesome rubbing sensation as his helmet was massaged between Tim's cheek and his teeth, the wet coated enamel only making the tingling heat flare and strengthen in sensation. Tim glanced at him, his head turning so they could catch each others eyes and then he made his cheeks flatten tight and Jack gurgled as the tightening around his glans caused the exploding surge. Quivering and shaking Jack bucked as his dry cum flooded his head and his body, the rippling tingling flaring delights washing and breaking all through his system.

"Ohhh, ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh,"Jack mewled as the pleasure was intensified as Tim's tongue delved at his gaping slit, the tonguetip rubbing the itch of pleasure to a further height of unique ecstasy.

Jack bucked his hips and his body jerked off the mattress as his intense dry orgasm rocked him. Collapsing down he stroked Tim's head as the boy suckled gently at his throbbing helmet, soothing the rubbed edges with his saliva. As he lay there Jack heard the grunt, the one he getting to know quite well. He swivelled his head around to see Reece pounding Sam, there was no gap between their bodies as Reece thrust hard and deep at his younger brothers tight fuckhole. Sam was purring and he could see Sam's clutching hand grab at Reece's waist, pulling him closer and harder. Sam's purr rose in a crescendo and then he panted, Jack was sure the boy had cum too. `Fuck I wish I had known about this when I was eight. The pleasures I have missed,' Jack sighed and pulled Tim up his body. Gently he kissed the boy on the mouth.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"Boys, boys, dinner ready," the shout rang up the stairs, "wash your hands please," Sally's extra command followed.

Jack sat up and heaved his legs over the side of the bed, Ted was already out of the door heading to the bathroom. As he dressed himself, noting that his boyteenprick had softened and was pliable enough to place inside his borrowed trunks he saw Sammy suck and clean Reece's squidgy but still bloated teencock. Sam then swung his own legs over the side of his bed.

"Wanna see," he beamed at Jack who sat open-mouthed as the young eight-year-old leaned back, grabbed his legs an exposed his fucked boypussy for Jack to see.

Jack gaped at the sight of Sammy's boypussy, the wrinkled skin was smooth and dark pink where his pussylips were swollen by being fucked. Jack could also see the shimmering traces of Reece's spunk, the slight string that drooled down from Sammy's gaping boyhole shone with pearl essence and Jack twitched as he felt his own boyteen treasure begin to swell once more.

"Come on Sammy put that dangerous weapon away," Reece slapped Sammy on the plump cheek.

Jack stared as Reece eased his still squidgy hard teenprick into his trunks, he felt the tingle itch inside his own hole. Reece winked at him and Jack knew that meant they would fuck later and he felt a warmth spread within him. `I don't want this weekend to end,' he told himself as he followed Reece into the bathroom.

Sunday Lunch with Reece's family was nothing like eating with his own family, he was allowed to serve himself from the various tureens filled with vegetables and Sally's roast potatoes were crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside. Jack tucked in with gusto and joined in the discussions and talking that seemed to be a normal part of Reece's family dinner. He also enjoyed the fact that he was allowed a glass of cola from the large bottle that was pit beside the bottle of wine on the table and that his glass was topped up by Mr Callen without being told, `No more' which is what his mother would usually say to him. Jack felt even more part of the family gathering.

"Your roast potatoes are lovely Mrs Callen," Jack praised "and the rest of the food is terrific, my father would love the potatoes too," he beamed.

"Well thank you Jack," Sally Callen replied.

"Still doesn't get you out of the washing up," Reece said.

"Oh Reece," Sally chuckled at Reece, "I might make you do all the clearing up and washing up; just for that, your friend Jack is a guest after all," she smiled at Reece.

"MUM!" Reece gave her a shocked look.

"Don't worry I will be glad to help out," Jack elbowed Recce who dropped the roast potato on his fork.

"And me," added Sammy.

Tim nodded, his mouth was too full to speak and he knew better than to spray food over the table.

Dessert turned out to be Apple crumble with ice cream and cream. Jack licked his lips, `we only get either ice cream or cream to have both was simply delicious,' he even took a second helping when it was offered, `I shall eat like this when I'm married and have children,' Jack decided.

The meal over Jack was surprised to see that it was Mr Callen, Reece Senior that led the way in clearing and washing up.

"Jack you and Reece are on drying up, Sammy you wipe the table down, Tim take your mother her coffee and then start on putting the dry things away, check to make sure that everything is dried properly," Reece Senior gave Reece a look, "no corner cutting," he added sternly.

Jack stood beside Reece, changing his towel for a dry one when it became too damp to dry properly. Once everything was washed and cleaned, he and Reece helped Tim to pit everything back in its place.

"Well done," Reece Senior stretched his back, as he felt the sink was a little bit too low for his height, "Now whilst I join your mother for coffee you can finish the bottle of cola but no spilling anything on the clean table and wash the glasses up afterwards.

Jack sat at the table, like all cola drinking boys a burping contest followed and Jack sat back happy with a warm glow inside him that had nothing to do with eating hot food. `I wish my home was a bit like this, it used to be long ago when dad and mum were together,' the sadness he felt momentarily was quickly lost as Sammy came to sit on his lap and placed his hands underneath his backside to squeeze Jack's boyteencock.

Tim was sitting beside Reece and his hand was inside Reece's shorts and Jack quickly felt his boypricklet thicken and rise.

"We'll go upstairs once we finished our cola," grinned Reece, he winked as he added, "we'll have a bit more fun," and Jack relaxed allowing Sammy to squeeze and cuddle him between the legs.

The telephone rang but the boys made no move to answer it. Jack was finishing his glass of cola, Sammy and Tim were washing their glasses up when Mr Callen came into the kitchen. He had the phone in his hand.

"Jack," he held out the phone, "it's your mother."

Jack felt his heart drop, `Can't be good news,' he thought miserably.

End of Part Seven

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