Date: Wed, 9 May 2007 22:38:46 +0000
From: succum241 <succum241@lycos.co.uk>
Subject: Mick and Friends - 18

Hi there, thanks for coming back to my story. Please let me know what you
think. Praise and constructive crits welcome. Shit just goes the route of
all shit -- down the flusher.

Sorry if you wrote to me at the end of the last chapter to the `boistories'
address. Unfortunately this site seems to have ceased to operate and I have
been unable to access anything there. Therefore I have also been unable to
respond to any mail sent there.  Please write again to the following
address.

Write to me at: succum241@lycos.co.uk

If you are willing, I would like to know a bit about my readership and so
would appreciate your letting me know a few details about yourself when you
write. But I repeat, only if you are willing.

Chapter 17 ended:

Kevin had let go of my legs and I had lowered them down to be either side
of Brandon who rolled off of me and lay on his back. We both were in that
state of lethargy which nearly always follows a good orgasm.

"Hey Kevin, I got to have some time to recover, but there's no point in
wasting the time either. Come around here and begin working on my hole to
get it ready for your friend." Brandon invited. Kevin wasted no time in
taking up the invite and grabbing the tube of lube he moved around to where
he could begin to open up Brandon's hole.


Chapter 18

As Brandon had done with me so Kevin did with Brandon. First he used one
finger to spread the lube around and in; then he slowly inserted a second
finger. Looking at Brandon's face, I would say that Brandon found it more
painful than I had; but then, I had been using some home found tools to
help stretch me and give me what I realised when experiencing the real
thing, was just a small taste of what was to come. I don't think Brandon
had had more than one finger up in all his time of sexual activity. But
Kevin did listen to Brandon and went at the pace dictated by Brandon's
reactions and so after some times of stopping to rest and going again,
Kevin was at last pumping both fingers in and out in a steady rhythm, which
Brandon was now finding was bringing more pleasure than pain or
discomfort. Then Kevin began to try and get the third finger in, but
Brandon found that too much and suggested that as Kevin's cock was not so
thick, he should try to see if two fingers had done enough stretching.

I positioned myself so that I could help to hold Brandon's legs, just as
Kevin had done for me and then when we had Brandon folded in half, Kevin
got up in line with this bum and lubed Brandon's hole some more before
asking if Brandon wanted a condom used or not.

"No. Like Mick, I trust you both and think we are safe for this time. Just
go ahead and shove it in."

"Thank you. I was hoping you would say that because I want to feel what it
is like without any artificial things, except of course for lube as we
don't want to cause undue pain and suffering."

"Stop the speech and just get on with it. By the time you get there my hole
would have shrunk back to normal again."

"Ok, ok; don't get your knickers in a knot." Kevin teased and edged forward
using his hand to guide his cock onto Brandon's hole. Then he leant forward
a bit to apply some pressure, and held it there while he added some lube to
his cock, pulling back his foreskin to make sure there was a layer of lube
under that. Satisfied, he began to apply yet more pressure and told Brandon
it was time to bear down as if he was going to have a shit. Suddenly
Brandon yelled in pain as Kevin's cock head slipped in past his muscle.

"Just hold it there a bit." Brandon gasped and as Kevin remained still, I
leant forward and got Brandon's legs under my armpits so that my hands
could be free, and I began to push Brandon's knees closer to the bed in an
effort to get his arse stretched as much as possible and then I began to
massage his nipples and chest to try and take his mind off the pain and
help him to relax. I think this helped because soon he was giving Kevin the
nod to go in further. Kevin pushed again and got in another inch or so, and
stopped to rest even though Brandon had not asked him to. I moved my hands
further down Brandon's abdomen, and in doing so brought the end of my cock
up against Brandon's head with a bang which hurt like hell. Even though I
had cum with Brandon fucking me, I was still hard and ready for
more. Lifting my hips up, I got my cock lying over the top of Brandon's
face and leant forward that bit more so that I could reach his cock and
balls. This brought my cock over his nose and mouth and he stuck his tongue
out to lick the precum which was dribbling from the end of my cock. I began
to jack him just as Kevin slid his cock the rest of the way into Brandon's
arse and then stopped for another rest period.

It was a short rest period and presently he pulled back sliding his cock
out till only his head was buried, and after adding another squirt of lube
from the tube, he slid lowly back in without stopping until his whole dick
was embedded inside Brandon.

"How's that feel now?" he asked.

"Wicked! Nearly no pain at all now, please go for it." Brandon answered.

Kevin obliged and began to pump away getting into a nice even stroke. But
of course, Kevin had had no release for the three days and so it was not
long before his action intensified and after just a few minutes, he was
pumping away as if there was a house on fire. "I'm going to blow soon." He
said and Brandon told him to do so whenever he was ready. I began to pump
Brandon's cock faster and Brandon obviously was getting close to dumping
another load soon because he began to buck against my hand and Kevin's cock
and ignored the end of my cock which he had been keeping free of
precum. Kevin's movements became more earnest and erratic and suddenly he
grabbed my shoulders to give him more leverage and pushed his cock in to
the hilt as he began to unload blast after blast in a very awesome orgasm
which had him grunting and groaning and giving his cock a quick out and in
again to keep it going just that bit longer. But all good things must come
to an end and just as Kevin reached the point where he could go no longer,
Brandon shouted out he was going to blow and this he did even as the sound
of the last word hit our ears. I know that Brandon had unloaded a good lot
into me, as it was still leaking out my hole, but he managed to produce
another good lot which with my hand movements got it spread out over his
tummy in little pools. I then leant over further and began to lick them up
so that he would be clean enough to not have to go off and clean up in the
bathroom. Brandon was well and truly done in. He had fucked and been fucked
and was in a state of total euphoria as well as quite exhausted, so he just
lay there while I licked off his cock and all the come on his stomach. This
did mean that Kevin could not lean forward and so as his cock softened
following his orgasm, he fell out of Brandon and then sat back between
Brandon's legs which I had released, more by accident than design, when I
went forward to suck up his cum.

"That was so fucking awesome!" Kevin almost shouted, "Come on Mick, you got
to get on with it and try it for yourself. Come and begin working on my
bum." And he moved over and lay down next to Brandon lifting his legs into
the air by himself. Brandon rolled over and there was a pool of cum on the
covers where he had been lying which had leaked from his bum. He moved
around and took hold of Kevin's legs and helped to hold them back so that
his bum was presented in an optimal position.

"Before we start, what's your choice on condoms Kev?" I asked.

"Don't use them. Maybe another time we will to see what it is like, but
this time I want to see what it is like natural."

Having had to do it to Brandon once before, I was not so shy of doing it
again and so before I got to the lube, I went down on his bum and began to
lick it.

"Are you using your tongue on me?" Kevin asked.

"He is," Brandon answered for me, "Isn't it a fantastic feeling?"

"Shit man; just the thought of sticking my tongue in there is off-putting,
but I love the feel of it." Kevin responded.

"I know what you mean; I'm trying to work up the courage to give it back to
Mick. He did it to me the other day and I was, like, out of this world."

Kevin couldn't respond any further because he, too, was out of this world
and I resolved to have a word with Brandon about his use of the word `like'
in that last sentence. We had stopped the silly game of sometimes putting
on a posh accent, but I had no intention of letting myself fall into that
sort of low slang which the kids all around us were using and I also didn't
want my friends to use it either. I gave Kevin a rimming which also
included running my tongue up to his balls and back and as far along his
crack as I could reach the other way as well as pushing my tongue as far
into his anus as I could get it. This lasted for about five minutes I
guess, before I decided it was time to do some stretching exercises. With a
huge glob of lube on my finger, I began to massage where my tongue had just
been. Initially, I felt his hole pucker up tight, but as I concentrated my
rubbing on the hole, I could feel him relax. And then I gently slipped my
one finger in. This was quite easy for Kevin as he had had a finger up
there many times; both his own and one of ours. I massaged in and out for a
while, getting more lube spread over the entrance to this part of my friend
which my finger was exploring. Once I felt he was totally relaxed with one
finger going in and out, I began inserting a second. This also went fairly
easily because like me, Kevin had been experimenting with a few household
products, like the broom handle and an empty wine bottle. I got both
fingers all the way in and then moved the tips back and forth alternately
so that one was going in the opposite direction to the other, rubbing over
his prostate. Kevin groaned his pleasure.  After a bit more of that I began
to slide the fingers out and in, in a rhythmic copy of what my penis would
be doing before long. When I discovered that I was working my fingers
without much resistance from Kevin, I put the third finger in. He felt that
and for the first time showed that he had experienced some pain. I stopped
to allow his bum to become used to the larger intrusion, but he urged me to
continue saying the pain was not so bad and would get better quicker, he
thought, with the movement of my fingers rather than possibly prolonging
the pain by causing it all over again as soon as I started moving; so move
I did. I pumped those three fingers for about five minutes and then asked,
"How does it feel now?"

"Too fucking wonderful. If you don't get your cock in there soon, I am
going to shoot my load again before you do."

"Ok, ok, don't get your knickers in a knot. I'll get to that when I am good
and ready and am sure you are ready also." I teased.

"I'm ready; believe me, I'm ready." Kevin assured me.

I also was ready and so moved myself around a bit to get into a good
position and lined my cock up with his hole. I still had my three fingers
in there and kept them there while I got Brandon to pass me the tube of
lube. I squirted a glob out using my left hand and as a result squirted out
more than I had intended; but hey, it was a left handed piece of work and
as I am right handed, I didn't think I had done too bad. That same left
hand smeared the lube over my cock, pushing some in under my foreskin and
putting an extra thick layer over the tip. I then pulled my fingers out and
using a hand that worked as it should do, used my cock to spread the lube
around his hole, This caused me to get that sensation of needing to pee, so
I stopped doing that and began to push in. Because he was so well stretched
and lubed, I found my way in quite easily and Kevin appeared to be
comfortable with me in him. I began a slow and steady stroke and moved on
to going in a circular motion at the same time as going in and out. This
was giving Kevin great pleasure and left me feeling absolutely
fantastic. No wank or blowjob had prepared me for the sensations I was now
feeling. I leant back and discovered that this caused my cock to bear down
inside him and rub that most sensitive part of it on the side of his
chute. Then I leant forward a little which caused my cock to rise up
against his prostate, but reduce the pressure on the underside of
Micklet. I hadn't thought of my cock by that name while I was with Brandon
and Kevin, but decided I would have to share it with them after this
over. I went back to the circular motion as I had discovered that this
seemed to hold off the sense of approaching orgasm which my straight
pumping did not do; but then Kevin called out that he was very close to
cumming and I decided that I had better go for it seen as I had been inside
him for the best part of ten minutes already, by my reckoning. Yes I know
ten minutes isn't really that long when talking about a fuck, but don't
forget this was our first time and we had kept orgasm free for three
days. Even though I had cum when Brandon was fucking me, I was still very
randy and holding off for as long as I had was a miracle in itself. I
quickened my pace a bit, but didn't get to that point you always read about
where the guy is slamming in and out faster than a steam engine's piston at
full throttle, for my balls squeezed up and my cock grew fatter and I began
to blow, deep inside Kevin's rectum. While I was still in the throws of the
orgasm, my cock suddenly got squeezed hard and Kevin began to drop his
load. What a sensation? I can't begin to describe it justly; suffice is to
say that it completely overwhelmed the best I had experienced anytime in
the past. I kept pumping until the sensation in the tip of my cock became
so intense, I could stand it no longer, and I collapsed forward onto Kevin,
leaving my cock buried inside him because the feeling still was too
powerful to let it slip out yet. Kevin's orgasm stopped as mine did and the
clamping down on my penis eased as Kevin began to relax.

"Holy shit! That was absolutely fucking out of this world." I declared as
soon as I had enough breath back in me to speak. "I almost wish we had
started doing this long ago."

"Awesome, is just not the word for it; hey?" Brandon agreed.

"What do you mean you `almost wish'?" Kevin asked from under me for I was
still laying on top him with his cum sandwiched between our tummies.

"Well part of me says I have missed out on it for so much because we didn't
start before; while another part of me says that having waited till now,
has been really special and will give us some very happy parting memories."

"Yeah, I see what you mean. I guess I feel the same way also. I suppose
deep down all three of us feel about the same." Kevin responded.

"Well I for one am glad that we have done it, and as there is no use crying
over spilled milk, I will reserve my decision on whether or not it would
have been best to begin this earlier." Brandon added.

I began to peal myself off of Kevin and realising how sticky I was, decided
that a shower was in order and told the others that's what I was going to
do.

"We'll join you." Brandon said with Kevin nodding his head vigorously in
agreement. We got up and walked naked through the house to the upstairs
bathroom to shower. Naturally we didn't do any washing of our own bodies
but did it for each other and came out of the shower cubicle with hard-ons
once again.

"Let's just stay naked until it is time for my folks to get home or for one
of you two to leave." Brandon suggested and we both agreed without
hesitation.

We went back into the lounge and turned the telly on. After flipping
through the channels and finding the usual weekend rubbish on TV we decided
that it would be better to try playing a game or something.

"Well we can't play strip poker or snap. What about something with
forfeits?" I suggested wanting to add a bit of spice to the evening.

"Ok, but it cannot be something which would hurt or be permanent." Brandon
said.

"What do you mean permanent? I agree with it but am not sure what you're
getting at." Kevin asked.

"Well like we cannot make a forfeit of going out into the street naked
where we would be seen and everybody would know what we have done, or get a
tattoo or that sort of thing." Brandon said.

"You mean like phoning someone and telling them your gay and want to fuck
them sort of thing?"

"Yes."

"I tell you what. If the victim thinks there are grounds for refusing the
forfeit he can appeal to the third person for a decision; who will make his
judgement on these sort of things." I said.

"Yeah cool. I like that idea." Kevin said

"I'm for it too. Now what shall we play?" Brandon agreed.

"Well we're not short of time. Lets play Monopoly and if we land up in
Jail, we have to pay a forfeit to get out and if we land on anyone's
property we have to pay a forfeit as well as the rent." I said.

"Who decides the jailbird's forfeit? And I guess the rent collector decides
the payee's forfeit?" Kevin inquired.

"The last person in jail decides the next person's forfeit and the first
person in jail has to do what we decide now." Brandon suggested.

"Yeah, great thinking, my friend. Let's agree the forfeit and then we can
get started." I agreed and Kevin nodded in agreement as well.

"Mmm; let's see now; best not to be anything too bad, or it will just get
worse as the game goes on. What about the first jailbird has to have a
number 1 written on his cock with a permanent marker?" Brandon said.

"Ok, that will eventually wash off. Have you got such a marker? And who
will do the writing?" Kevin asked.

"Yes we have a selection of four colours of permanent marker and let's say
each of the other two write a one on either side of the cock." Brandon
suggested

We agreed to that and he went to get the game out of the cupboard. While we
were setting up we also got ourselves some snacks and cool drinks to go
along with our game.  We had thought earlier of trying to get some alcohol
in, but then thought we didn't want that to affect our other activities and
so decided against it.

Of course the game started off in the usual way and we had gone for some
time before anything of the different nature happened. As luck would have
it, I landed on the smiling policeman and had the questionable joy of
having two large number 1's written on the front (in red) and the back (in
green) of my rock hard cock.  Brandon had written the first one and had
deliberately wanked me a bit to get my cock fully hard before writing the
number. Of course he didn't have to wank me much as I was already half hard
just thinking about what sort of forfeits I was going to get the others to
do.

"I just thought of something -- what happens if I go to jail next again. Do
I choose my own forfeit?" I asked

"No fucking way. The other two have a discussion and come up with another
forfeit." Brandon laid down the rule without any chance for counter
argument, so we didn't.

"Please land in jail again; I have thought of a wicked forfeit for a second
offender." Kevin smirked.

I couldn't think of what it might be, but in a weird way I hoped it would
happen. Yes I know it's strange, but I do enjoy the odd bit of gentle S&M.

Just then Kevin landed on one of Brandon's properties and so had to pay his
rent and a forfeit. "Ok, what's it to be?" he asked.

"Well let me think now..." Brandon was purposely stalling to increase the
tension. "I know, hang on a bit while I go and get some equipment." And he
got up and dashed off in the direction of the kitchen, from which we soon
heard all manner of sounds. I'm sure he purposely made some of them to
prevent any guesses being made of what the punishment was to be. He was
gone for quite a while and then came back in with a huge grin and box with
who knows what inside. From the box he produced a large sheet of plastic,
first, which was spread out on the floor, a little way form the playing
area. Then he brought out two bowls. One was a double boiler with warm
water in the base and whole lot of melted chocolate in the top section. The
other bowl had iced water with ice cubes still floating in it. "Right, you
have to get your cock hard and then dip it and your balls, first, into the
water and then into the chocolate and then quickly back into the iced water
to set the chocolate, and do this five times to build up a good layer. Then
we carry on with the game, but whenever I feel like having some chocolate
you have to let me have a suck."

"Hey can I also have a suck. Please?" I asked.

"No, unless you get to make him do it as a forfeit to you also." Brandon
was being selfish.

Once Kevin was suitably coated in chocolate and Brandon had had his first
suck we continued the game and as luck would have it, I landed in jail
again before either of the other two had. Brandon and Kevin went off to
"discuss" my 2nd offence forfeit. When they returned they were both
grinning like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland. It was also clear
that Brandon had removed some more chocolate from Kevin and they were both
carrying packets with something inside them.

"Right, this is it! You have to stand with your feet apart and your hands
held behind your head. In order to make sure your hands stay behind your
head, we are going to tie them there. Then we will tickle you front and
back for two and half minutes and then change around and tickle you front
and back again for another two and half minutes. If you come in that time,
or if you fall down, you will have to pay a further forfeit of an extra
five more minutes of tickling." Kevin gleefully told me.

"Oh no." I wailed. I was quite ticklish and this was going to be really
hard to handle as they both knew my worst ticklish points. But secretly I
was rather pleased because I do enjoy a bit if this sort of thing; and
certainly my cock was telling me it was excited about this idea as it was
throbbing as hard as anything and dripping pre-cum already. From one of the
packets, Brandon produced a length of rope. First he tied a loose loop
around my neck and made sure the knot could not slip and thereby strangle
me. He then took my hands and made me hold them behind my head with my
wrists lined up which he tied together quite tightly. Of course this left
my pits available and even if I relaxed my arms, they could not drop and
hide my pits. Then to my horror they produced two of those sausage shaped
dusters made with soft nylon bristles instead of feathers.

"My Idea, so I get to start at the back and finish at the front." Kevin
stated. Brandon agreed and taking a kitchen timer out of the bag they set
it to the two and half minutes and then began some torture. From the back
the duster snaked around the side of my head and teased my ears, while at
the front Brandon began at my right foot and worked his way up the inside
of my leg, lingering a bit in my crotch and then tickled his way down the
left leg. Back up the leg, a short time around my balls and cock and then
on up to my belly button. He then wavered around the area going all over my
abdomen but missing my cock out until he moved on up to my tits and then he
alternated between my pits and nipples with an occasional foray up to my
face to leave me feeling like there was a fly or ant crawling around
it. Meanwhile, Kevin had taken up a style of going over my back and bum so
lightly that it almost hurt, and every so often would drop to go back and
forth between my legs with the bristles giving my ball bag a good
tickle. Then Brandon began moving down my torso again and was obviously
heading for my pubic region, but fortunately I was saved momentarily by the
bell as the timer marked half way.

They swapped sides and setting the timer, the torture began again. I
couldn't believe how sensitive my body had become; it was tingling all over
and every little touch now had a sensual electric shock to it which made my
cock throb and call desperately for relief. Yet I knew I daren't let myself
come because it would incur a further five minutes of this and I knew I
couldn't bear that. Kevin stood facing me and began to wave the feather
duster in front of my face allowing it to touch so lightly that it felt
more like air passing in front of me than the fronds actually touching
me. He then moved them in a tad closer and they started to tickle me like
there were some flies walking about over my face and my instinct was to
brush them away but I couldn't because my hands were fixed behind my
head. In the meantime, Brandon had seemingly abandoned his feather duster
in favour of his finger tips and was tickling all up and down my spine and
over my bum. I broke out in goose bumps all over which made the other two
laugh and tease. Kevin lowered the duster so that it was playing havoc with
the nerves in my nipples and at the same time he used his other hand to
begin to tickle my balls and cock.

"Hey, not fair!" I exclaimed, "If you make me cum now it doesn't count
because it was only if I came while being tickled with the feather duster."

"But you are being tickled with the duster." Kevin pointed out with a smirk
on his face.

"Awe, come on guys, what chance do I have if you do this to me?"

"Like you really are hating this anyway." Brandon said; stating the
obvious.

"Hey it is nice, but you can sometimes have too much of a good thing. I
don't know how much of this I can stand." I cried and with the tone in my
voice, they realised that I was pretty serious and so said it would only
count if I came when the feather duster was the only thing touching my cock
at the time. Some consolation as they could tell when I was getting close
and could bring me to the brink with their hands and then use the duster to
just tip me over the edge and then I would be done for.

"Well it's not really a forfeit if there isn't some part that you don't
really want, is it?" Kevin pointed out.

"Oh shit! What the hell." I resigned myself to the inevitable as I felt
myself boiling up to overflow. Then I thought that if I didn't fight it, I
might catch them off guard a bit and they won't get the duster onto my cock
in time; so I tried to relax a little without showing it and began to let
my orgasm come. After all, it wasn't going to take that much for me to come
with all the stimulation I had already received. I began to talk to Kevin
to try and take his concentration away from how I was reacting to the
touching I was getting.

"Just wait till it's my turn to give you guy's forfeits. You gonna wish you
were girls by the time I get through." I warned and threatened.

"Oh yeah? Make me scared -- pleeeeease" Brandon's sarcasm from behind got
Kevin giggling a bit at what they both thought was my expense, but I was
going to have the last laugh. At least I hoped I was.

"Make your fun now; you'll be crying later." I threatened. I knew I was
getting very close and had to keep Kevin unaware of just how close I was
getting, so I leaned forward and tried to kiss him. This had the desired
affect; because Kevin likes kissing and the temptation was too much for
him. He also leant forward and began to explore my mouth with his tongue
while his hand absent-mindedly jerked my cock. I began to flick his tongue
with mine and realised that if I flicked my tongue over his rapidly he sped
up both with his tongue and his hand and a few seconds later I got my
reward as I started to spew my spunk out all over his hand and not the
feather duster.

Kevin broke the kiss and, "Ah shit! You tricked me you bastard!"

"Language, language; and just because I was born out of wedlock doesn't
give you the right to call me a bastard in that tone of voice." I laughed
at him.

"Shit, Kevin how did you let him come like that man? Now we are going to
have to let him loose and suffer what he has got planned for us if we have
to get a forfeit from him." Brandon was making out he was upset, but wasn't
really.

With a sense of triumph, I returned to the game intent on getting the
opportunity to get my own back. We played a few more rounds in relative
peace with each of us buying up properties. I suddenly realised that there
was only one property down the one side which I did not have and it was
still up for sale. I was determined I would get it and hoped that the dice
would be in my favour as I came around to that side again. An eight would
land me fair and square on Trafalgar Square and then I would own all the
reds and yellows and the station and the water works. I would be catching
the other two left right and centre then. I threw the dice and watched as
one rolled onto show a three and then the other just tipped over to a five.

"Buy it!" I called out even before I had started moving my piece. "Now
watch and weep." I added as I placed the property card in its place with
the others.

Brandon was on my tail and landed on Trafalgar Square right after me.

"Thank you; that'll be £20.00 plus a forfeit." I gleefully told Brandon.

"What's the forfeit?" he asked as he handed over the notes.

"For the rest of the game, you have to use your cock to move your piece on
the board and if it falls off or knocks some houses around or bumps into
any other pieces, you have to lick my arse out for a minute each time." I
hooted.

"You've got to be kidding. That goes on for the rest of the game then."
Brandon complained.

"That's right. You guys were prepared to give me extended forfeits, now
it's your turn." I argued.

"He's right. Do it." Kevin said.

"And look who else is coming round to my side." I said pointing at Kevin's
playing piece which was only about a six spaces from the side of the board
which I owned entirely. "Come on baby, come to daddy and take your
punishment like a man."

Kevin sighed resignedly and threw the dice putting him right on my station.

"Thank you. I own two stations so that will be £50.00 pounds for the ride
and you can use your bum to move your piece from now on and the same rules
apply." I added gleefully.

"My bum! How am I going to be able to see where I am moving? It's not fair
let me use my cock like Brandon please." Kevin said.

I hadn't thought about the visual aspect and realised that it would be near
on impossible for Kevin to do anything and so I relinquished. "Ok, you can
use your cock, but you have to stick your foreskin over the piece and pick
it up and then when you get to the right spot you have to drop it by
pulling your skin back." I was having fun now.

It was my turn to move next and I was very lucky to land on `community
chest' between a site owned by each of the other two.

Brandon had his next move to make and as he held his cock and pushed his
playing piece along it fell off the edge of the board. "Got you." I said,
moving his piece to the correct spot and ordering him to come and lie down
on his back next to me. I squatted over his face and told him to get his
tongue in the hole. Only then would I begin timing the minute. As his
tongue pushed against my hole I bore down and lowered my bum at the same
time. This got his tongue in a bit further than he had anticipated. "Lick
Brandon, lick." I ordered. He began to tongue fuck me as a form of licking
and I let him force his tongue in deeper before clamping my arse muscle
down onto his tongue and holding it there.

"Ding, ding," Kevin indicated that the time was up and threw the dice for
his go. I reluctantly got up off of Brandon's face, but naughtily kept my
arse clamped on his tongue, pulling it tight as I lifted my upper body. Of
course I couldn't hold it for long, but I felt every last millimetre as it
slid out of my chute.

"That was awesome. Come on Kevin, your turn to cock up moving your piece
now." I said as he began to position himself over his piece and try and get
his foreskin over it. He had the top hat and was really struggling to get
his skin over it, so I allowed him to pick it up and put it in using his
fingers, but then told him he had to count each space as he moved by
tapping it with his piece. He tapped along the board and got to his next
stop, which just happened to still be one of my properties. As he pulled
back his skin his hat dropped out onto the right space, but then bounced
off the board. I charged him the rent and made him get under my arse as
Brandon had and begin licking while I thought of his next forfeit. I hadn't
realised how long Kevin's tongue was until he shoved up my pipe. It went in
much farther than Brandon's had and he was able to wiggle it around inside
my bum. This was so good. I had no idea that a tongue could do that and
give so much pleasure at the same time. It was really tough when his minute
was up, but clamping down on his tongue I lifted my arse and stretched him
a bit before I lost my grip.

"Right, your next forfeit is to collect all that precum we are all
dribbling into a glass for later use by me." I told him. Kevin went and got
a glass and began by squeezing the pre-cum out of his own cock and wiping
it off inside the glass, he then moved on and did the same to Brandon and
me getting quite a bit in that first round of many to come. I was sure that
by the end of the game he would have collected a good couple of teaspoons
full.

I took my turn next and landed on Brandon's property. It was inevitable and
had to happen. Paying him the rent he said, "Your forfeit is to release me
from the forfeit you gave me."

"No way. You have a forfeit you have to complete it." I argued.

"Actually, we didn't make that a rule and Brandon's got the right to make
that forfeit on you." Kevin reasoned.

"Ok," I acquiesced, "But let's make it a rule that we can only use that as
a forfeit once each and it can only be applied to one forfeit."

"Ok that sounds fair, but in that case, Brandon gets to reconsider his
forfeit this time." Kevin said.

"I'll go along with that, and I will keep the same forfeit." Brandon said.

"Kevin it's time to make another round of collections again." I told him
and he dutifully went round squeezing each of our cocks to get the drops of
human lube out.

"What are you going to use this for?" he asked.

"You'll see when the time is right." I answered elusively.

We got on with the game and Brandon landed on go and collected double
money.

"I suggest that if we land on go, we should get to choose one forfeit to
lose. But not this time as it wouldn't really be fair."  Brandon suggested.

"Yeah, I'll go along with that." I agreed.

"Fine by me also." Kevin added.

Kevin played next and landed on the chance which sent him to jail. We all
laughed.

"Shit man, now I have to think of another forfeit." I almost sounded as if
I was complaining. "I know. When we have finished playing the game, you
have to have your whole body shaved from the neck down." I said.

"Cool forfeit man." Brandon said and Kevin knew that he had no hope in an
appeal, but didn't really seem to mind anyway. We all liked being smooth
and were still keeping each other plucked around our jewels so a bit more
hair off wouldn't be that bad. And as it was holidays now, his hair should
be grown back by the time school starts again.

We continued playing for another couple of hours. The forfeits getting more
and more inventive or just plain ridiculous. One of the last ones I
received was a bit of a bummer. It was Kevin's idea and he carried it out
with some glee. Getting Brandon's help to hold my legs bent over towards my
head as I lay on my back, Kevin used a well lubed finger to get one of the
condoms which we had not used for the intended purpose shoved up my bum,
with just the end remaining on the outside. Then using a funnel and a
plastic tube, he poured a load of tap water into the tube which he had
inserted inside the condom and into my shit hole. When the condom was full,
he pulled the tube out and tied off the end of the condom like a
balloon. "Now you have to keep that inside you for the rest of the
evening." He said.

"Evening!" I responded. "It's already nearly midnight you moron, the
evening has finished long ago."

"You know what I meant, dick head, you keep that in till we go to bed. And
if you're not careful I will make you keep it in till we wake up."

I must admit, it did actually feel quite nice to have it up there as it
kept constant pressure on my prostate and so maintained my horniness. And
every time I moved I could feel it adapting to the shape it now had to
occupy. When I walked I could feel it kind of sloshing about in there and
so I never lost my hard on until I fell asleep. Talking of falling asleep,
that didn't happen until about two a.m. we played our game until about half
one and then had a circle jerk to have a final come each and as we had all
been given the shaving forfeit, took it in turns to shave the hair from
each other. Of course they had to be careful when shaving my crack in order
that the condom was not punctured. Then we had a drink and only then did
Kevin allow the water cock up my chute to be removed.

But what happened to all that pre-cum Kevin had to collect in the glass? I
hear you say. Well here goes. Kevin was collecting that for about two and
half hours and by the time he had finished, he had more than a teaspoonful
in the glass. Then when I had to give him another forfeit, (which happened
after I had been inserted with the condom) I made him lie on his back on
the floor while I went and found some food colourings. I mixed some red
into the pre-cum first, and came back with some of my style body paint. I
told Kevin to close his eyes and keep them closed. I then began to give him
a bit of a makeover. Using my finger, I gave him some nice rosy cheeks and
full red lips, by smearing some of the precum over his face and rubbing it
in. I then moved on down and gave him a circle around each tit and a nice
big dot around his navel. I then added some blue colouring till I had
changed the rest of the precum to purple and began to massage that into his
cock and balls, working it until I had used up all of the lube he had
collected. I then told him he could open his eyes as I continued to wank
him almost to an orgasm; stopping only when I thought he was about to reach
the point of no return. I then told him he was not allowed to touch any
coloured area for the rest of the night. Even if he needed to go for a piss
he had to get someone else to hold his cock for him. By the time we went to
bed, some of the colour had already begun to fade off as it was washed away
by our tongues and lips as we kissed and sucked on his cock and then some
more was faded when we had our final jerk off as his fresh precum was
spread over his dick by the hand cranking it.

By the time we actually went to bed, we were almost totally wanked out. We
had come inside each other as well as having a few more orgasms each out in
the open. We lay down on the sleeping bags and drifted off spooned into one
another; enjoying the full smoothness of each others shaved bodies. The
other two had agreed without my being allowed to give any input that I
would sleep in the middle between them, because it was me who had brought
us all together. I lay on my side with my hard cock firmly wedged between
Kevin's thighs and my chest firmly up against his smooth back. Reaching
over I took hold of his cock and held it in my hand, only giving him a bit
of a wanking when I could feel it getting a bit soft. Brandon pressed
himself up against my back with his cock between my thighs and pushing into
my ball bag. He reached over me and was gently fondling Kevin's tit until
he fell asleep. As horny as teenagers get, we couldn't maintain it for that
long, and though we were all still hard we did drop off to sleep fairly
quickly. We must have been fully satisfied by that stage of the night.

See you next in chapter 19. Please write.  succum241@lycos.co.uk

Let me know what you think. Is it too much or too far from the likelihood
of actually happening? Am I putting too much sex in, or not enough? I want
to know what you are looking for in a story.

Thanks