Wayne's Best Mate's Brother

Wayne's Mate's Best Brother Part Six

© Van T Z Boi 2019

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From Part Five

"Yeah, yeah, great job Wayne, thanks" Rory gurgled as he watched Jimmy open his mouth wide and suck Brett's teendick back inside his mouth. His hands clenched and unclenched again.

Mr Barratt groaned as silently as he could, the sight of so many teendicks, especially Brett's formidable teenmeat sent his senses reeling, his head swimming and swirling as his own wanton lust rose and flooded his head. The tingle inside his manpussy flared and flamed, the hidden gland protesting its need for attention, attention of something very like what was pulsing inside Jimmy's mouth. Mr Barratt's fingers flew up and down his six inches of manmeat, squeezing hard at the plump bulb and then grasped his cockhead tight as his spunk spurted and his body shook with his climax. Panting and moaning silently he stroked the rest of his orgasm out of his dick, shaking his hand to disperse his spunk which went flying stickily over the leaves of the bushy twigs which hid him from Brett's group. As his rut ebbed and dissipated he reached for his mobile, with trembling fingers he clicked the camera on and carefully pointed it at the continuing action. 'This will get me what I want; he congratulated himself, unconsciously his free hand returned to caress his limpid dick, the sensations thrilled him even if his dick remained bloated but soft. He sighed softly again and peered through the leaves to watch the action unfolding.

Part Six

Mr Barry Barratt, Deputy Headmaster known as `Bodger' to several generations of the boys who had attended the school at which he taught at, stared avidly at the scene unfolding before his very eyes. Years of fantasizing of similar situations had failed completely in preparing himself fully for the stultifying reality he now viewed. His eyes roved over this sight of the gang of teenagers, naked and horny and engaging in mutual group satisfaction were however constantly diverted to the engrossing vision of Brett's overlarge teencock which was being licked and sucked by Jimmy. He attempted to zero in on Jimmy's squelching mouth but his trembling fingertips failed him in gaining a proper focus; such was the strength of feelings that ripped through his mind and body he was unable to work the controls on his mobile with his trembling digits. Twitching and muttering under his breath he gave up any attempt in trying to both work his mobile and watch the boys' actions. His multifunction capabilities were so emotionally beyond his disengaged motor skills due to the effect of his discovery of the teenage group he was finding it difficult to make any mental decisions; instead he trained the mobile on the group of boys, stuck it between a couple of branches and squatted down. Close to the ground he took up as comfortable as position as possible; squinting through the sparse covering of leaves and bushy twigs, at the makings of a proper orgy that unfolded before him.

`How the fuck has the boy grown a dick so large?' Bodger wondered enviously to himself as he fingered his own measly five inches of chipolata shaped manmeat. His sticky fingers, coated with a heavy coating of his precum stuck to his loose foreskin which he massaged generously up and down his shaft and over his purpling crimson helmet, if he had looked down he would have seen his cock sparkle and shine in the rays that picked it out as the evening sun flooded through the bustling leaves. Bodger's eyes boggled as he saw Jimmy slip his mouth of Brett's tangerine sized cockhead and work his fingers over the sensitive skin of the bulb before rubbing Brett's taut foreskin back and forth, squishing Brett's copious precum out of the slit in the helmet and then sticking his tongue out to gather the gloop on the end of his tongue and then swallow the glistening juice with evident relish. `He's done this before,' Bodger was shocked to his very core as he realised this was not a once off, images from the previous time floated across his imagination, interspersed with the newer pictures his mind was registering. Seeing the younger figure of Wayne licking his lips as he toyed with Roy's shrinking teendick made him quiver and shake, `that boy is too young to be in my school, I'm sure I know him. FUCK ME he's, he's,' Bodger's thought failed him as he was rocked by the true fact that did register on his mind, the boy was much younger than those attending his school. `Bollocks how has such a cute young boy become involved with this gang of naughty boys,' Bodger's finger flew up and down his dick, the tingling itches that heated and flared inside him grew in strength, in his spinning fantasying head he wondered, `does the young lad suck Brett's huge teenlance?' the thoughts and wildly imagined images that imprinted themselves across his inner eyes caused the only reaction possible. Mr Barry, Bodger' Barratt, Deputy Headmaster disgraced himself fully; his cock erupted, a long watery spray of semen bulleted forth, the shiny slivery strands depositing themselves on the green leaves that hid the sight from the more engaged teenagers, the translucent blobs latching on momentarily to the slippery surfaces of the foliage before the waterlogged splotches dropped feebly towards the ground, sliding down diluted and falling off any other leaves or branches in their way. Bodger, rocked by the inner explosion, a sensual detonation which apart from the normal aged reduced texture and content of his spunk was as heavy and exhilarating as any such emission when he was a similar age to his students. `Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Too soon, too soon!' Bodger muttered mentally as he jerked and shuddered as the massive orgasm detonated and he found himself trying to contain his burst of sensation delight and pleasure, clamping his lips tight so not a sound or sigh and especially not a roar could be let go. Shaking and twitching as the humungous climax continued to dissipate; Bodger managed to swoop his dick back inside his briefs and with his trouser fly gaping struggled to his feet.

Luckily Brett and his gang were too preoccupied to notice that one bush was bustling and rustling just a little more than the others, behind his spermed hide Bodger slunk away, remembering at the last moment to retrieve his mobile. Clutching the phone to his chest, he tiptoed away, making `naughty, dirty,' plans that he was sure the video he had taken would grant him the access to teenage cocks, putting into play the desires long denied him. Walking quickly back through the track, he topped momentarily to sort out his appearance, smoothing his sticky fingers through his hair and finally addressing his open fly. For a brief moment he halted, the comforting sensation of his palm cupping his dick and balls was reassuring and sent a pleasant warmth rise up inside him. `That Brett's dick,' continued to be the overpowering and overwhelming stimulating thought that kept continually flashing in his head whilst he attempted to recall the names and the cocks of the other boys. `Most come from Brett's yeargroup' Bodger smiled to himself and gave his mobile a promise to look at it the minute he got home as he slid it back inside his jacket pocket. For a final tender `naughty' moment he caressed his manly junk then with a sight zipped himself up and headed home.

"Harder Jimmy," Brett shoved his teenprick further inside Jimmy's mouth feeling the power it gave him as he felt his helmet being slathered by the textures of Jimmy's teenage mouth. Jimmy gagged as Brett's dick shoved at his gag-point and he coughed Brett's pulsing teencock out of his mouth.

"Sorry,' he gasped as he bent over continuing to retch as his throat went into a series of spasms.

"Bollocks," Brett grunted and grabbed at Mikey, pushing the thirteen year old down on his knees.

Mikey stunned fell to the ground, wincing as his right knee landed on a sharp twig. Before he had time to recover he found something warm and spongy being rubbed across his lips.

"What th...," was a far as he got before his opening lips were invaded by Brett's helmet.

"Fucking suck me!" Brett demanded, ignoring Rory who had rushed to Jimmy's side and was stroking his friend on the back as Jimmy continued to gasp and cough.

Mikey tasted the spicy heated sugary taste of Brett's precum, the heated mixture made his taste buds react and inadvertently he opened his mouth even wider, Brett securing his teenrod inside Mikey's mouth pushed forward. Faced with the spongy bulb filling his mouth, spilling even more of the honeyed juice Mikey also inhaled the heady stench of Brett in full rampant heat. The strong sweatsalt and teenage musk combination filled his nose and invaded his sinuses, his head reeling from the stupefying aroma, Mikey was reduced to being a baby and instinctively he began to suck. The sweet juice only encouraged him and the fact that Brett's spongy hardness moved, bucked and jerked inside his mouth was curiously exciting. Any natural instinctive objections to sucking another boys cock faded well away from his thought processes. Instead he relished the taste and texture of the spicy dew he was sucking down and the unique feelings of having a dick in his mouth, `Feels so warm and spongy yet firm and the taste is delicious,' Mikey thought as he sucked avidly.

Brett looked down, he was on a personal high and seeing another different mouth clamped around his personal treasure was energising, `Fucking hell, Mikey sucks quite good,' Brett smiled as he realised his dominating world was expanding, `funny how guys seem to like my big dick,' Brett reached down to cuddle his balls, feeling the searing heat as more and more of his spunk was wrought into being.

"You okay?" Rory spoke quietly, he was worried for his friend Jimmy, `Brett can be such a bully,' he said to himself knowing he dared not say the words aloud.

Jimmy grunted and spat a lump of phlegm onto the grass. "I'm okay now," he looked sideways and up at Rory, "Thanks," he said.

Rory gave a quick glance around, Brett he could see was intent on being sucked by Mikey, Wayne was sitting back on his knees watching so he chanced it. Quickly he leaned down close and kissed Jimmy right on the mouth. As their lips locked, just for a brief second before being swiftly withdrawn Rory felt his teendick swell with desire. `Fuck it I want him to suck me,' he thought miserably knowing that with Brett and the others being around he would have to be careful, `Brett would make it so bad for us,' he told himself and returned to stroking Jimmy's back as his pal regained his balance.

Doug juddered and jerked, his teenrod pulsed inside Ryan's compressing mouth and he shot his spermy load into Ryan's throat. Ryan took the flood of salty spiced spunk easily, swallowing in quick bursts to gobble down Ryan's spunk.

"Yours tastes okay now" he grinned, Doug smiled wanting still to apologise for the foul flavour of his own junk, `Mum and her thing about castor oil,' he shuddered giving Ryan an extra thrill as his twitching sent little ripples of simple pleasure rollrun up and down his young spine.

`Mikey's doing it okay I think," Wayne relaxed and watched as Brett twitched and jerked, `he does that with me as well,' Wayne observed as he gently stroked his own cocklet, enjoying the tingling surges of warm sensations that spread up and outwards. As he continued to watch Mikey's mind wandered to the place in his head where he worried about what Brett wanted him to do. The images of the videos that Brett had shown him, the young boys, some even looking younger than he was, spreading their legs wide and allowing the big pink probes to go up inside their tight holes, floated across his eyes and he quivered, shivering despite the warm sun. A different warmth tickled inside him from somewhere between his legs and he stared down at his boytreasure, in his head he imagined lying back with Brett kneeling between his open legs and pushing, shoving the full fat fleshy tube up inside him. He trembled and goosebumps appeared all over his body. 'What will it really feel like?' he asked himself, `Will it hurt? All those other boys seemed happy enough?' Unconsciously his left hand slipped down his back and his fingers slid inside the cleft of his buttocks, he could sense the heat that emanated from his bumhole. `It's so small and Brett's cock is so big?' Wayne shuddered even more.

Rory held Jimmy tight against him, he could smell the agony Jimmy had gone through and he found his own system was disturbed, `Brett can be such a plonker sometimes' he told himself as he stroked his hand down Jimmy's naked back, despite the strange situation he found himself in he could feel his teenprick swelling and filling up. `Being this close to Jimmy when's he's naked is such a turn on,' he thought surprised that he could feel like this when he was angry and frustrated with Brett. `It's all Brett's fault anyway, he's the one who took us down this course,' his fingers stroked over the bumps of Jimmy's spinal column. Jimmy sucked in a deep relaxing breath, standing so close to Rory he felt and sensed Rory's body, he inhaled the heady mixture of Rory's accentuated odour, the salt sweat of a teenager's day intermingled with the flavours of hormone rocked desire. The enticing almost perfume aroma wove itself inside his head and he felt his own teenprick swell and pulse, as through by instinct both their teenage treasures knocked and throbbed alongside each other. Rory even felt the moistening touch as Jimmy's precum pooled across his skin, the dribble sliding down Jimmy's shaft and being transferred to Rory's teencock. The two teenager bucked against each other, their teendicks rubbing against each other in a sensual play of lusting desire. Arms and hands moved upwards, crossing over each other as both sought to amplify the pleasure from their bucking teendicks.

Jimmy enjoyed the sensation as his foreskin slipped down, exposing his helmet which rasped against the downy hairs above Rory's teenbush, the sparse hairs although soft to a fingertip touch were abrasive against the sensitive nerve endings of his teenhelmet, the rough scratching tickling and stimulating his desire to further peaks of delight. Rory's teendick was pulsing against Jimmy's teenshaft, his plump dickhead rubbing against the soft spongy firmness of Jimmy's pinked throbber, his precum oozing out and coating both their teencocks with his sticky gel. The two young teens, despite the fact they were naked in a public space felt as though they were isolated but together, what Brett and the rest of their fellow schoolmates were doing was completely divorced from their plane of existence. Entwined and entranced slowly they moved to face each other. Rory's lips claimed Jimmy's first, the four sticky flaps of skin touched, pressed and opened as a heightened surge of pleasure rippled and rocked through them. Jimmy's sucked the tip of Rory's tongue into his mouth, `Why does his tongue taste so good?' he wondered as he tasted the sugary sweet flavour of Rory's saliva.

"Look, look, Rory's kissing Jimmy!" Doug's exclamation broke through their entranced haze and guiltily they jumped apart, both reddening crimson as they faced each other. Rory could see the anguish in Jimmy's eyes as their personal space and pleasure was decimated.

"Huh?" Brett swivelled around at Doug's shriek but all he saw was Rory and Jimmy staring at each other, their trembling bodies and their reddened and embarrassed expressions told him something had happened but he had not seen anything.

Wayne kneeling close by held his breath as he understood the complexities of teenage life, `It's funny they can touch each other's dicks, suck them but to share a kiss seems to be something bad, don't understand why?' he kept his thoughts to himself.

Brett shook his head and his shoulders, suddenly for him the excitement had gone, Mikey sucking on Brett's teendick sensed the softening, Brett's cockhead inside his mouth was deflating, shrinking and he felt a similar lessening emanating from Brett's quivering body.

"Fuck it that's enough!" Brett exclaimed angrily, he glared around the clearing, feeling that somehow he had lost control of events and this irritated him, irritated him to the point of a strange numbness. "Bollocks to this," he hollered angrily, the others, their own passions interrupted by Doug's shout felt their own desires leaking away.

"It's getting cold," Ryan shivered, moments before the heat of his own fiery lust and horny wantings he had been warm and content, now that the steamy atmosphere had been broken, his skin gave into the breezes that had cooled as the sun's power faded.

The others also shivered as they too experienced the loss of heated passion and faced the nakedness of their plight.

Jimmy and Rory stared at each other, the embossed tones of their skins pricked by the white spots of the cold induced goosebumps that were appearing on all the boy's exterior surfaces. Jimmy's eyes were bleared with unshed tears as he continued to feel the peer pressure embarrassment that Doug's heckling shout had created. Rory wanted so much to step close and hold his friend, his more than a pal, but that same peer pressure made him hesitate and quaver, instead he turned away towards the pile of his clothes.

The others moved too, all reaching for their discarded clothing, all in a state of embarrassment and confusion, their rampant teenage hormones at variance with their disgruntled thoughts at the interruption to their driving and lusting wants.

Mikey slowly got to his knees, his own teenprick had slumped and hung limp, a pale shiny worm, its wrinkled form dangled over his swollen and itchily tingling balls. He watched as Brett stomped away feeling very odd and weird, `I was sucking his dick and it felt good but now...?' he shivered and began gathering his own scattered clothes. Wayne watched carefully, `What does Brett want to do now?' his own young form was trembling and quivering with the reaction to the cool breezes, he knew Brett was unpredictable and he waited hesitant.

"Come on Wayne," Brett's growl in his direction told him his fate. Dawdling Wayne groped about for his clothes and started to get dressed. Brett stood above him, tapping his foot against the grass. "For fuck's sake Wayne get a bloody move on," Brett's snarling command made Wayne move faster.

As the other dressed in embarrassed silence, their thoughts and bodies still confused by the unexpected turn of events, Rory walked slowly past Jimmy but did not look at him. As he approached Rory took a quick glance around and managed to palm a piece of paper into Jimmy's hand. Jimmy clamped his fingers close around the scrap of paper and finished dressing, he watched Rory walk off in the direction of his own home. Waiting until Rory was out of sight Jimmy carefully read the note. 'Come to my place but take the long way round. Sorry, Rory,' the note read. Suddenly all the disappointment Jimmy had felt over what had taken place was replaced by steadily rising warmth inside him. He stood up, confidence making him feel taller and more assured.

"You coming Jimmy?" Brett's request floored Jimmy and the warmth was replaced by a cold shiver that soaked his spine. Jimmy squeezed the scrap of paper in is hand.

"Nah Brett, I'm not in the mood after all," he squared his shoulders and deliberately walked off in the opposite direction that Rory had taken.

Brett pursed his lips and glared at the departing figure, `What's his problem?' he shook his shoulders and glared around at the others of his gang. The teenagers were all standing around, all looking at him wondering themselves what was happening, all the fun and excitement seemed to have dissipated but as ever they looked to Brett to make decisions. Brett stared, he too felt discomforted, somehow he sensed a loss of control, his teenprick still swollen and heavy hung inside his trousers but he could feel just a numbness, even his head, normally full of yearning and lust was lost in the strange atmospheric shift that appeared to have taken place. Brett's head ran through a multitude of thoughts, ideas flashed before him and were instantly dismissed, `something's not right, not working for me,' Brett suddenly feeling lost rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet, in his head he opted for safety and security, what he knew would work and made his decision.

"Fuck it!" he snarled and looking at the others gave them another glare, "Bollocks, that's all tonight, fuck of home all of you!" he turned to go.

Mikey himself still on the cusp of the excitement he had felt wanted to pursue what he had been doing, his mouth was still drooling, the taste of Brett's spicy precum was still stimulating his tastebuds, stepped forward.

"Can I go with you" he bleated lamely, his hands twitching as the sensation of the feel of Brett's thick teendick still played about his fingertips.

Brett paused, for a moment he thought about it, he recalled Mikey's mouth, his tongue slicking over his dickhead, a slight surge of remembering pleasure rose up but then it failed to ignite the dead pole of his teenprick, the meaty probe pulsed just once and then became limp again. Brett shook his shoulders at the feeling. "Nah," he spoke to Mikey, looking down at the slight youth, despite being of close age Mikey was still underdeveloped in relation to himself but just at that moment he wanted nothing more than what was normal, and that meant Wayne. "'Nother time Mikey," Brett walked off leaving Mikey standing and still trembling.

Mikey reddened at the dismissal, `I wanted more,' he hung his head.

"Never mind Mikey, it's just Brett being Brett," Ryan moved to pat the dejected Mikey on the shoulder.

"Come on Mikey, you know what he's like," Doug moved beside him and patted his other shoulder. "Tell you what you can come along with Ryan and me," he grinned, "we can have a bit more fun if you like?" his free hand moved to squeeze the plump bulge that still tented Mikey's trousers. Doug gave Ryan a look as he spoke, Ryan watching his older brotyher stalk off with Wayne in tow told him his presence at home would not be wanted, `going home with Doug and Mikey could be more rewarding, especially if Mikey wants to learn more about sucking dick,' his hope made up his mind.

Mikey jerked at the touch, his slumped desire peaked again and another warmth stole along his backbone, the goosebumps rising along his spinal column.

"Okay," he spoke suddenly and the three wandered away, close but not touching as they walked down the track, taking the same direction as Brett but not the same destination.

Toby leaned back against the plumped pillows; Adam knelt between his legs, sucking Toby's teencock, slathering his tongue over the pulsing purple helmet and tasting the heated sugary flavour. `Love the warm taste of his precum,' Adam licked the gape in Tony's helmet, rasping his tongue over the so sensitive slit lips. Toby twitched and rose up arching his back as he felt his toes twitch as the tingling excitement burst upwards within him. He reached down to caress and stroke Adam's head, 'even the feel of his hair is exciting,' Toby thought as his sexual senses were enlivened and expanded with each rippling pleasure that rose and soared away inside him. `Feels more personal, more real, than when Wayne just does it,' he wondered more about why but then a searing flame of blissful ticking tingling heat brought him back to what was happening. Toby's whole body was alive and quivering as the heated sensations tingled and tickled throughout his body, the sensation of Adam's tongue against his cockhead was so consuming that his thoughts were all about reaching the objective, cumming and cumming good.

Adam swallowed another mouthful of Toby's precum that flooded his mouth. He tasted the sugary honey texture as the sticky liquid was propelled down his throat, `So awesome, so good, fuck me I never thought that cocksucking could be so good for the one doing the sucking but I'm loving the feel of Toby's cock swelling and pulsing inside my mouth and the flavour of his dick is just too much.' He sucked hard and strong, vacuuming the bloated teenmeat that throbbed against his tongue and then Toby jerked heavily, his body bucking strong and high off the mattress and Adam's mouth was filling with the saltier taste of spunks as Toby orgasmed inside his mouth.

`Fuck I never got the chance to warn him,' Toby's head just noted the thought as it went to town on storing the memory of the explosive and blissful climax. Toby rocked and writhed as Adam's squelching sucking continued, his tongue lashing the so sensitive slit where Toby's spunk continued to spurt and blast.

Barry Barratt plumped the cushions of his chair, he glanced out the window where his wife was busy taking a tray of tea things to where their neighbour Mrs Dingle was sitting in the pergola, `She'll be there for ages,' he smiled to himself as he checked the connection between his mobile and the big screen television. Settling down on his chair, his trousers and his briefs around his ankles he gave his dick a long soothing stroke and pressed the play button. His mouth filled with saliva as the screen was filled with the slightly unfocussed scene of naked teenage flesh. Barry caressed his cock, enjoying the sole pleasure that masturbation provided as the video became clearer, he leaned forward as the camera focus moved to the point when he had tried to capture Bret's more than teenage dick being sucked. The picture slewed and became bleary, the image just a swirl of floating colours and then the image changed. Barry was on the edge of his seat, his prick pulsed and throbbed expectantly, `Right, this is where I put the camera in the tree, this is the bit I want,' he felt his expectations swell as he watched the images on the screen. In front of him the group of boys, at first pinky blurs slowly became cleared, for a moment he saw the naked forms, could see some of the action and then to his horror the scene altered, changed as the focus shifted and he found himself looking at a blurred image of a twig or branch, but nothing else.

"Bugger the mobile must have slipped sideways," Barry spoke aloud loudly, his dick full of expectant lust twitched and began to shrink as his thoughts became disconsolate and certainly not sexy. "Oh Nooooooooooooo!" Barry sobbed as his hopes and dream faded away.

In Brett's bedroom Wayne undressed, Brett sat on his bed, he was naked and he watched as Wayne finished stripping. The sight of Wayne's naked young body brought back the images of what he had downloaded onto his computer, the videos he had shown and shared with Wayne, as he watched seeing Wayne substituted in his head in place of the submissive boys who were being fucked Brett's dormant desire flared back into being with a vengeance. Wayne saw Brett's thick teenprick swell and stiffen, he saw the beginnings of Brett's precum sparkle through the expanding crown of Brett's foreskin opening but not the inner mental tremors that shook Brett.

"Here," Brett patted the mattress beside him. Wayne moved and was shocked as he was shoved roughly into the middle of the bed. He stared up at the rampant figure of the teenager in hot and demanding lustheat. "Fuck waiting till the weekend," Brett grunted, "I want a fuck now!"

 

End of Part Six

To Be Continued...??????????????????????

 

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