Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 00:59:22 +0000 From: Nice Guy Subject: Highland Flings 15 This story is a work of fiction, with some bases in reality, (how else does a good author create a story!) but any names, dates and locations have no basis in reality. Special thanks is owed to Paul S. Stevens for his exemplary editing skills! Nifty needs your help to stay alive, so donate what you can. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ------------------------------------------------------------------- Highland Flings 15 I gave everyone a few minutes to ogle and stiffen up, then decided to speed things along. I stepped across the room and cupped my boyfriends balls through the smooth material of his Jammers. He smiled and gasped in approval. He grabbed my bare back and squeezed my shoulder blade instinctively. I registered a strangled moan come from behind me and I turned around, balls still in hand and was faced with the extremely erotic sight of Jack's hand quickly enlarging the hole on the inner thigh of Adams shorts and tickling the underside of his balls. "Nice show there!" I voiced over to them, grinning. Jack smiled and returned to his work. I returned as well, placing my free hand on his cheek, keeping his balls firmly in my other hand. "Nice package you have there, my good sir." I whispered, in the posh Etonian voice that seemed to be the running joke now. Cameron grabbed mine as well and pretended to weigh it. "You seem to have a very hefty one too, my boy!" he said, ramping up the accent. "What would it take for me to have a ride on it?" I pretended to think, a coy smile spreading across my lips. "I think I had get a better 'assesment' of your package first!" I joked. Cameron spread his hand on my shoulder. "Screw that!" he giggled, before pressing his hand down, propelling my chest to his, and my lips to his. The universe exploded into pure bliss. We instinctively started mashing our throbbing boners together while our tongues battled. The rasping materials between them only added to our pleasure. The head of our cocks bashed together and my shorts should have made it painful, but I was beyond it. Our stratospheric orgasm was not far off, and it promised to be one of the best. We grabbed each others asses and that was it. Our bodies rocketed our minds to the upper atmosphere and left us spinning, with enormous wet spots on the front of our swim-shorts. "Brilliant!" I gasped. Cameron just moaned. When we came back down from the rafters, our senses returned and we tuned in and turned around to the loud moaning coming from the other side of the hut. Jack was on his knees, servicing Adam's cock through the hole in his shorts. An extremely erotic sight. I looked to Cameron. He smiled and held out his hand. I took it and grasped it, sensing it was extremely warm and sweaty, but not caring. We then both turned back to the show. As we watched, Adam gripped the back of Jacks head and pushed him hard into his mound. I saw Jack inhale the sweat of Adam mixed with chlorine into a very heady scent into his nostrils, and his eyes rolled back in ecstacy, his mouth never letting up. Adam looked at us and smiled. We smiled back and raised our thumbs in appreciation. He started laughing, but it turned into a moan of Jack's name, as he came close to the point of no return. Jack, hearing this, snaked his finger in underneath the leg of his shorts and poked Adams pereneum. Under this treatment, no-one would last long. Adam certainly didn't. He threw his head back and started whining like a little chihuahua as his offering unloaded into Jack's mouth. He gratefully took it all into his mouth, stood up and snogged him, snowballing his seed between them. After a few minutes, they split the snowball in two and showed it to the eager audience. We cheered and whooped and they finally closed their mouths and swallowed, relishing the taste. "Beautiful show!" Cameron enthused, clapping Jack on the back. "Well done, matey!" Adam smiled and kissed Jack on the cheek, patting him on the leg. "He did good." he smiled. Jack beamed, basking in the glory. "Now he's going to have to dance with a girl with an enormous hard-on!" I laughed, pointing to his shorts. Sure enough, Jack's delicious boner was poking out of the fly of his shorts. Adam looked down and laughed. "Well, I'm going to have to do something about that, aren't I?" he giggled. Jack's eyes widened and his lips pouted. "Oh really?" he said, pretending to be innocent. "What do you wish to do, good sir?" "Well..." Adam said, his voice suddenly serious. "I would like to put it inside me, if that's okay?" Jack's jaw dropped. Ours did too. My cock sprang to attention. "Erm..." Jack stammered. "I...I only wanted to lose my virginity to my first boyfriend, so...." he tailed off. "Well..." Adam said, "I may as well ask you to become my boyfriend then!" I didn't think it was possible for our jaws to drop any lower. After a few seconds, Jack had recovered enough to give a reply. "Yes." Jack finally said. "I...I've wanted to ask you that for years." Adam gasped in disbelief. "M...Me too buddy!" he laughed, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I didn't know you that well, but from the first moment I saw you, I wanted you." Jack smiled. Nothing more needed to be said. He placed his hand on the back of Adam's head and propelled him to his lips. Their tongues began battling and their hands roamed to each others suits. Adam gently pushed Jack's boner back into the fly before slowly pulling his shorts down. Jack reciprocated, but without the patience Adam had shown. His boner slapped hard against his mound as his shorts came down, making a lovely snapping sound. I had seen enough. I squeezed Cameron's hand as a not too subtle invitation. He took it and bent over the bed. He grabbed the hand cream from the side of the bed and threw it over to Jack. He winked, took a glob and chucked it back. I deftly caught it and shimmied down Cameron's Jammers to expose his lilly-white ass. It looked beautiful from my position, two beautiful globes with a wrinkled flower in between. I squeezed a liberal amount and smeared it over my cock, wiping the excess in-between his ass, penetrating him slightly with my finger. Cameron moaned in assent, spurring me on. I lay on top of his back, kissing his neck as I did, aiming his cock at his rosebud and applying a little pressure. "Oh yes!" Cameron screamed. I hushed Cameron gently. After all, this was the middle of the afternoon. "Shit!" I shouted, pulling away from Cameron. "What?" Jack said, pausing in his penetration attempt. "We are supposed to be at the dance practice in ten minutes!" I said, alarm in my voice. Everyone eyes widened and my words spurred us into action. I threw a pack of baby wipes around. Everyone unceremoniously wiped their asses, crotches and armpits, before squirting deodorant all around our bodies and pulling clothes on. It was only after this that Jack spoke. "Guess the virginity loss will have to wait until later, buddy!" he said, jovially slapping Adam's ass. "I suppose." Adam pouted, rubbing his bum and winking at Jack. "Will this cabin be free after dinner?" I looked at Cameron, wiggled my eyebrows and turned back to Jack. "Yeah, but you'll probably have to share!" I laughed. Adam and Jack laughed with me. "We don't mind..." Jack giggled, wrapping his hand around Adam's waist "In fact, we'd enjoy the audience!" I just smirked and we all started walking to the main hall. All the tables and the chairs had been piled up at the side and the scuffed underlay had been turned into a dance hall. The stage was half decked out with ancient sound equipment and wires were everywhere. The boys were lined up at one side of the room and the girls were at the other. Both were chatting animatedly. As we walked in, we noticed Como and Aidan sitting at the far end and I waved over to them. Como caught my eye and gestured for us to join them. We, of course, obliged, but our usual preamble was interrupted by a shrill whistle. The chatter died down and everyone turned to the source of the sound. It was Mr. Curtis, accompanied by a beautiful blond female instructor I had never seen before. "Afternoon kids!" she said, cheerily. "As you all know, the dance is tomorrow, and you lads and lasses need practice to make sure you don't embarrass yourselves!" Polite laughter rippled through the room, but we were all groaning inwardly. Country dancing is an integral part of Scottish culture, and, as such, Scottish children are taught traditional dances from as soon as they start school, for their entire school lives. We could all practically do it in our sleep by the age of 12. It was fun though, especially watching the teachers demonstrate while all the shy kids squirmed at the thought of touching a girl. "So," Mr. Curtis said, interrupting my musings, "Everyone get into position for the St Bernard's Waltz! Girls, pick a partner!" Slowly, the girls walked over, like a hungry pack of sharks sniffing out their prey. One by one, the girls plucked an unsuspecting boy out of the shoal and dragged them into the middle of the floor. Surprisingly, one of the girls came over to me and asked me to dance. I looked her over quickly with a curious eye. Her long red hair hung to her shoulders, contrasting with her enormous green eyes and freckly white skin. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a baggy t-shirt, which didn't show much off. "Sure!" I said, flashing her a smile. "What's your name?" "Katie." she blushed. "I'm Grant." I said back, raising my hand. "Shall we?" She took my hand and we walked into in the centre. The couples got into a circle and into proper position. I put my hand at Katie's waist and my other hand into hers. She put her free hand on my shoulder. This close to her, I could smell her extremely intoxicating perfume. I could also see down the top she was wearing, but didn't dare look, for fear of a slap. The music started and we began dancing. I could hear some people around me saying the steps out loud and I groaned. "Don't they know the steps already? They've only been learning it for 6 years?" I whispered to Katie. "You are a good dancer though!" she giggled. "And you're very cute." I blushed. "Thanks," I whispered, "So are you." She gave a little smile, and held my gaze. I looked into her eyes, and sensed something behind that cute smile. Uh oh. "Be still my beating boner!" I thought. But, too late. I cursed myself internally for wearing shorts, as my boner rose up and rubbed against the fabric. All Katie had to do was look down to see it. My face started to broil. Katie, unaware at the moment of my predicament, kept dancing with me. The song finally ended and we let each other go. Katie happened to sneak a glance down as we parted and she saw the lump in my shorts. Her eyes widened. Her lips curled into a sly smile. My face burned even redder and my mouth went dry. I wanted to say something, but my tongue wouldn't obey me. All that came out was a stuttering groan, which, unfortunately, sounded like a horny otter. Katie just smiled and grabbed my hand. I tried to object, but the horny otter noise persisted. She took it as encouragement, and started dragging me away, first making sure that no-one was paying attention. The horny otter noise intensified, as I tried to pull away. Just before my head went past the hall door, I saw the confused face of Cameron staring back at me. I had no time to explain and whatever noise that passed my lips was lost in the general hubbub. She led me behind the back of the building, into the tiny gap between the exterior fence and the dancehall's wall. I managed to get slightly more control of my tongue and gasped "Erh....Katie?" "I know, I know." she whispered. "I'm still a virgin." She cut off any of my rebuttals by placing her lips on mine. Virgin my ass! She was lapping at my lips like a pornstar. I didn't let her get any farther, my faculties still partially intact. She grabbed my arm and placed it on her left breast. I could feel it's softness through her t-shirt. It didn't feel like she was wearing a bra, but what would I know? She placed her hand on my chest, pushed me against the wall and grabbed my cock through my trousers. I moaned involuntarily, which seemed to be her plan, because her tongue invaded my mouth. I tried to pull away from her, but she squeezed my balls even tighter. My yet to be released boner pulsed against her hand. With the dexterity of a master seamstress, she undid the zip of my trousers single-handedly, popped the button on my boxers, and reached in for her prize. I remember thinking "What is happening to me?" just before her grip banished all conscious thought. She fished my pulsing member gently out into the cool afternoon air, taking care not to hurt me. She pulled away from my lips and kneeled down. I could feel her hot breath against my cock and her almost unpercievable "Yum." that escaped from her mouth, just before she englufed my length into it. I cried out in shock as my hips bucked. She felt almost the same as Cameron. Cameron. "No!" I cried, not wanting to push her away for fear of her teeth. "Stop!" I sloppily popped out of her mouth and she leaned against the fence, making it rattle with her frame. I hastily replaced my sodden boner and redid my flies. We were both panting and red-faced, but I recovered faster than her. "Listen....Katie" I gasped. She looked at me with confusion written on her face. "I....I already ha...have a boyfriend." I stuttered, my face flushing scarlet. Her confused face deepened. "What do you mean?" she said, suddenly realising. "You mean you're...?" "Yep." I said, shrugging my shoulders. "I'm gay!" Her face fell and she threw her hands in the air. "Ohhh my God!" she shouted. "I am the worst! I am so sorry!" I put my hand on her shoulder. "Hey. Hey." I comforted, "It's more my fault than yours. I should have told you before you-" "Damn right you should have!" she shouted, slapping my hand away. "I just gave away my first time to a...goddamn gay guy!" "Hey!" I countered. "No way in hell was that your first time!" She blushed through her anger. "I've watched a lot of videos." she simpered. My eyebrows rose. She withered under my gaze. "Look." I finally said. "Let's pretend that this never happened. It never needs to go beyond the two of us." It was her turn to raise her eyebrows. "Well, I'll probably have to tell my boyfriend, but he won't tell anyone!" I said. Her expression softened. "Okay." she whispered. I placed my hand on her shoulder again and this time she didn't push me away. "For your first time, you were really good!" I joked, trying to lighten the mood. It worked. She snorted and slapped me playfully on the shoulder. "Aye right!" she snorted. "And I am actually a pornstar!" For a moment, I thought she was serious. Then I realised and started laughing. The tension melted away and Katie took that moment to kiss my cheek. "You were very good." she whispered as she started walking away. "I'll see you around Mister!" she added, winking. I just waved, staring at her extremely pert behind as she walked away, suddenly catching myself. "What is happening to me?" I whispered to myself, slapping myself in the cheek in an attempt to regain my composure. As soon as she was out of sight, I went back into the gap, sat down and buried my head in my hands, rocking myself back and forth. "What have I done?" I repeated, over and over again to myself, tears springing to my eyes. I had just thrown away everything. Everything I had only recently gained, but quickly realised I couldn't live without. I had broken my promise to Cameron. My love. My life. My soulmate. My brother. ------------------------------------------------------------------- End Of Chapter 15 Any comments/constructive critisism to niceguy0398@gmail.com