Date: Wed, 20 Jul 2016 17:40:06 +0100
From: puermalo14@hushmail.com
Subject: sam's sex adventures PART 7

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not take place. The first section features sexual activity between 12- and
15-year-old boys. The last section features sexual activity between two
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SAM'S SEX ADVENTURES PART 7

"I don't know why Sam doesn't want to come to see his grandparents," said
his mother. "He always comes with us."

"It's just a sign that he's not a baby anymore, Sally," her husband
replied. "He's growing up and starting to be a little more independent,
that's all."

She turned to her older son, Josh.

"We'll be back by six. Keep an eye on Sam, won't you."

"Yeah, we'll be fine," Josh replied.

"And no squabbling!" his father called as they left by the front door.

Josh watched for the car to drive off and went into the lounge where he
found his 12-year-old brother watching soccer on the TV. He slumped down on
the settee. The two brothers sat watching in silence for several minutes
until Josh finally spoke.

"Okay, gay-boy...what were you and Adam up to last night?"

"I told you," Sam whined, "Nothing, just talking and stuff."

"You fucking liar!" growled Josh. He leapt up and in an instant had his
younger brother in a headlock. Sam struggled to get free.

"Get off me, bastard!"

"Tell me, wimp!"

Sam wriggled and tussled but his older brother was much stronger.

"Okay, okay," he gasped, struggling to breathe, "I'll tell you."

Josh relaxed his grip a little.

"C'mon then, spill the beans."  "We wanked off together, that's all," Sam
revealed, "Then we went to sleep."

"You pair of poofs!" said Josh, tightening his grip around the boy's neck.

"Let go, you're hurting!"

Josh released his grip, pushed his brother back and then said, "I think I'm
gonna have to cure the little gayboy, aren't I!"

"Leave me alone, you bully."

"No, I mean it. You need to be saved from being a bender."

"I'm not a bender!" protested Sam but Josh merely ignored it.

"You need some real tits and pussy, that'll cure you!" he said.

"Fat chance, big-mouth!"

"Come up to my room and I'll show you some."

Josh was already pushing his younger brother towards the stairs and moments
later found them both in Josh's bedroom. The older boy flipped his laptop
open.

"Now then...let me see...ah, yes, here we are," he said as he found one of
his special folders. He was soon showing an array of pornographic pictures
of naked woman to his brother who stood alongside.

"Well? Doesn't that make you get a boner?" Josh asked, "It does me!"

As he said that, he leant back a little on the seat and grabbed his teenage
crotch exaggerating the nice bulge.

"Yeah, it's horny," gulped Sam. He could feel his own loins stirring but
that was more about the situation he now found himself in with his brother
rather than the effect of the pornography they were viewing.

Josh continued to rub the outside of his trousers as he clicked through the
images. After another minute he spoke.

"Okay, bro, get your dick out and have a wank."

"Only if you do, too," said Sam.

Josh agreed and unbuckled his belt. He pushed his trousers and underpants
down a little way letting his five-inch, teencock to bounce free. Sam
admired his brother's endowment and the neat bush of pubes that garlanded
it. Then he pulled his own trousers and underpants off completely, throwing
them on the floor in the corner. His own three inches of hardness stuck
upright in its full boy-stiffness. He looked rather sweet standing there in
just a t-shirt.

They began to wank themselves slowly, Josh focussing on the pictures on the
laptop and Sam more interested in watching his brother.

"Wow, look at that wet pussy!" exclaimed Josh as he came upon an image of a
woman, legs apart and fingers holding her cunt wide.

Sam was now sitting on the bed wanking his little cock. He noticed a bead
of precum on the end of his brother's cock and watched as Josh gently
smeared the sticky fluid around the glans, making the penis throb.

"I'd fuck her really hard if she was here," Josh went on. "Shoot my spunk
deep inside."

Josh was getting rather carried away by events. Suddenly, he turned on his
brother.

"You can be my pussyboy," he mocked.

"What d'you mean?" said Sam.

Josh stood, his cock hard and his balls dangling.

"Lie on the bed, pussyboy, I'm gonna fuck you!"

Sam didn't have time to protest. His brother pushed him flat and was on him
in a split second. They wrestled again but Sam realised he couldn't win and
before long was on his front with his brother laying on his back. Josh put
his hands around Sam and reached beneath the t-shirt.

"Mmmm, nice titties!" he gibed, squeezing the youngster's little nubs.

Sam wriggled but was actually rather enjoying the attention and the weight
of his brother on top of him was a distinct turn-on.

"You're my little bender pussyboy," Josh whispered menacingly into his
ear. He was now rubbing his shaft up and down Sam's arse crack.

"And little bender pussyboy's have to be taught a lesson, don't they!"

He had Sam by the wrists. He was helpless below him despite the continued
squirming and twisting.

The head of Josh's cock found its way to the puckered, pink hole of the
12-year-old.  "Mmmm, lookie here!" chuckled Josh, "A nice piece of boypussy
just for me!"

"Get off," Sam protested, "You're hurting me."

"But I need to teach the bender a lesson, don't I?"

Josh had his sticky cock-head right at the opening now and he pushed it
forwards.

"Ouch! Go slowly," Sam yelped.

"Shut up, bender, I'm going to fuck your pussy hard now!"

Josh thrust his hips against Sam's buttocks. His cock ripped into the boy
and buried itself in the silky, moist hotness.

Sam winced. It wasn't at all like Adam's little cock. That hadn't been much
bigger than a finger. This was longer and the bigger girth stretched him
painfully at first. Josh began in-and-out movements in the tight bumhole.

"Mmmm, yeah," he moaned, "You like that, don't you!"

Sam's face was still screwed up in a grimace but the initial shock was
subsiding now and he began to grow accustomed to the teenager's lustful
probing. Josh's intention of steering his brother onto a `straight' course
(if it had ever existed at all) had now evaporated entirely. For Josh, this
was about control over his younger brother and satiating his teenage
libido.

Josh was somewhat frustrated sexually. He'd had girlfriends, for sure, but
he felt he was being left behind by some of his classmates who claimed they
had experience of fucking. The furthest he'd got was a week or so
previously when his current girlfriend, Daisy, had let him explore her
moist slit with a couple of fingers. As he pumped in and out of Sam now, he
was imagining her beneath him. The tight hole he was conquering was, to his
mind, her virgin cunt. His orgasm was already building as his cum-filled
balls slapped against Sam's rear.

Beneath him, Sam had past the initial discomfort and was now taking all his
brother had. Josh's cock seemed to have found a secret place deep inside
his bum that Adam hadn't reached. This was a new sensation; so pleasurable
that he could feel his own cum rising even though he wasn't touching his
cock.

Josh had his eyes shut tight, thinking of Daisy as he finally spunked
up. This was so much better than wanking and he felt his cock fatten as
thick gobs of teencum pulsed into Sam's arse.

Sam felt the cock inside him thicken and the hot wetness of Josh's
semen. He groaned as he felt his own droplets of cum squirting out onto the
bedclothes under him.

They remained coupled for a while, regaining their composure and catching
their breath. Then the guilt hit Josh and he turned on his brother.  "Get
out of here," he muttered, "and don't tell anyone about what we did or else
I'll fucking kill you!"

Sam scrambled out of the bedroom clutching his discarded clothes. He headed
for the bathroom. Josh's spunk was oozing from his battered rear-end and he
needed to clean up. He grinned with satisfaction as he added the events to
his growing collection of `sex adventures'. He'd keep it a secret for now
at least.


...

A few days later found Sam in a games lesson playing basketball at
school. Sam looked cute at any time but, dressed in his regulation school
gym kit, he was drop-dead gorgeous. He reached his arms upwards to catch a
pass revealing his hairless armpits. Catching the ball, he spun around, his
tight white shorts hugging his pert buttocks. He dribbled the ball a few
paces before seeing a well-placed team-mate calling for the ball. He threw
it high and a group of youngsters jumped to intercept. In the melee, two
boys collided and crashed to the floor. One was Tom, who had received a
nasty bump to his head from another boy's shoulder. Mr Jenks, the teacher,
blew his whistle to pause the game and several boys quickly huddled around
those sprawled on the floor.

"Is everyone alright?" enquired Mr Jenks.

"Yes, sir," piped up a tall, dark-haired lad called Damien, "I just banged
my arm, that's all."

"What about you, Tom?" asked the teacher, putting an arm around the boy who
was now sitting up rubbing his head.

"I got a knock on the head but I think I'll be okay, sir," said Tom.

"We can't take chances with bumps on the head," said Mr Jenks, "You'll need
to see the school nurse. Sam, go with him, will you?"

Sam helped his friend to his feet.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.

"Yep, a bit giddy though," Tom replied.

The two boys left the gym and went to find the nurse. `Nurse' was something
of an exaggeration, actually. It was merely one of the school secretaries
who had responsibility for First Aid. They found her in the office and,
after a cursory examination she dismissed the pair of them.

"Get changed and wait for your next lesson," she instructed. "If you still
feel dizzy later then come back, Tom." She then returned to her beloved
photocopier that was churning out timetables and homework-planners.  Sam
and Tom went to the changing rooms. There was no rush as there were more
than twenty minutes before the rest of the class would appear. They sat
down on the benches and chatted.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Sam.

"Yes, thanks," Tom said, rubbing the bump on his head.

"I suppose we had better have a shower and get changed," said Sam.

"Yeah, okay."

Sam's heart skipped a beat as he watched Tom undressing. Once both naked,
they grabbed their towels and headed for the shower area.

Standing under the stream of warm water, Sam looked at Tom's nakedness. The
cock reminded him of a plump pork sausage. Tom seemed oblivious to the
attention as the water trickled down his fit body and droplets gathered on
the developing tuft of pubes. Sam felt his cock stiffen and turned away to
conceal it.

"I get those sometimes," said Tom, "you know, boners. The shower gets you
horny, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Sam replied. He looked down at his
three-incher now standing proud. He was relieved that Tom wasn't teasing
him about it. "You've got more hair than me," he added.

"You're not doing so bad yourself," Tom commented, "You'll soon have as
much as me down here."

As he spoke he turned towards Sam, provocatively teasing the little bush
with his fingers.

"Mine are still soft," said Sam, "but yours are thicker and curly."

Tom continued to play with his pubes proudly. Sam was sure that the cock
had grown a little plumper.

"Can I touch your pubes?" Sam tentatively asked. He liked Tom and didn't
want to make an error that might spoil their friendship.

"Yeah, if you like," said Tom and he moved to join Sam under the same
shower head.

Sam reached out and felt Tom's small bush of wiry hair. He toyed with it
briefly.

"Now look what you've done," Tom grinned. He was now sporting a hardening
erection that quickly passed Sam's three inches and swelled to something
nearer five.

"It wasn't me," Sam chuckled, "it was the shower, remember!"

Sam took his own cock between finger and thumb and wiggled it vigorously,
showing off his pride and joy. Tom's cock bounced as if in appreciation of
the display of boyhood loveliness.

"Let's have a wank," he suggested and Tom's grin showed he was happy to do
so.

Sam used a thumb and fingertip method, jerking his little member
briskly. Tom's bigger cock allowed him to grasp it fully in his palm. Both
boys watched one another in action. Sam liked the way Tom's balls jiggled
in their hairless sac. His own nuts were pulled up tighter against his
body.

"You can touch mine...if you want to," Tom offered.

Sam didn't need asking twice. He came and stood beside his friend and took
hold of the boy's cock. He was soon wanking it vigorously.

"Shit! You'll make me spunk up if you keep doing that, gasped Tom.

"That's the idea!" chuckled Sam.

Tom seemed to tense and Sam noticed one of his thighs was in spasm.

"I'm gonna shoot...any moment," Tom muttered, "Oh, yeah...here it...ngggg!"

A string of clear fluid arced into the air several inches before splashing
onto the shower room floor. Sam kept his grip and wanked more slowly,
feeling the 12-year-old's cock twitching as several smaller gobs of boycum
oozed from the tip. Tom sighed with satisfaction.

"S'pose you want me to wank you off now, then?" he said at last.

Sam was desperate to cum and it only took a few seconds of Tom's
manipulation to send him over the edge. Sam's little spunk offering soon
joined Tom's on the floor where it was quickly washed down the plughole
(going where copious amounts of schoolboy spunk had no doubt already gone
before).

It was just in time. The sound of voices echoed in the changing room as the
rest of the gym class returned. Sam and Tom finished their showering and
went to get dressed. The more observant (including Mr Jenks their teacher,
perhaps?) would have picked up on the tell-tale signs that the two boys had
been up to mischief moments earlier; the sheepish looks and the half-hard
boycocks.

A voice piped up as Sam and Tom went to leave, "Hey, you two!"

It was another of their classmates, Gavin.

"What do you want?" asked Tom.  "I meant to give these out during
registration but forgot," said Gavin, rummaging through his schoolbag. He
found a bunch of dog-eared envelopes at the bottom and pulled them out.

"Party invites," he said, "A week on Saturday I'll be twelve!"

"Cool," said Sam.

"Thanks, Gav," added Tom.

"It's cinema then a sleep-over," explained Gavin, "I hope you can both make
it."

The two youngsters glanced at one another in a knowing, rather
conspiratorial way.

"Yeah, deffo," smiled Tom.

"Me too!" beamed Sam.


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