Date: Mon, 08 May 2000 18:16:23 +0100 From: Nightnurse Subject: What a Weekend What a weekend By Nightnurse. This is a story of plain sex from a young boy - it's make-believe so it didn't happen. If sex between young boys is not your scene leave now - if it is, read on and enjoy! Chance meeting Chapter one. Paul was a normal 14-year-old boy but one think made him different from other boys, his love for other boys his age, not just love but sexual lust. Most evenings and weekends he would go out looking at boys in the amusement arcade, or shopping with their parents. He had a vivid imagination and if he saw a boy, who's physical qualities were the kind that caused a stirring in his pants, he would follow them, then when he returned home he would go to his bedroom, and imagine having sex with the boys he had just seen, while giving himself a fondling followed by a quick wank. He often wondered what it would be like not to just image, but to find a boy who was willing to offer him his arse, cock, or sweet damp mouth. On this Saturday night, while looking at the boys in the arcade - he heard a lot of shouting and giggling from the corner, near one of the most popular machines. Slowly making his way to the source of the merriment, he found a group of boys about his age although some were slightly younger, playing on the shoot-them-up machines. He noticed one boy, dressed in white T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. The boy seemed to be his age, and was joining in the laughter. Paul especially noticed the boy's hair, which was bleached, and cut quite short Paul stayed near the group, while they roamed the arcade and without making it obvious tried to see more of the boy. One of the group had called him Alex, So now Paul had a name. All the time Paul was conscious of the movement in his trousers, which he tried to hide by putting his hand in his pocket to rearrange his stirring cock, at one stage it got so bad he had to hold it down, in case it was obvious to anybody that he had a surge of blood. As the boys' money run out, they slowly drifted from the machines, leaving the few who still had money to carry on playing, and much to his excitement Alex was finally left on his own playing on the machines. Paul moved closer, playing first on one machine then moving closer until he got on the machine next to Alex. He purposely lost the game enabling him to move to the machine Alex was playing on. This machine (like most of the machines) was a shot-them-up machine, which required the player to fire shoots from a pistol as 'soldiers' popped up, to do this accurately Alex had to bend slightly forward, a point Paul had quickly noticed. Paul casually remarked that this machine was difficult to play well. "Yes, it's fucking hard" Alex replied. Paul noticed the voice, which had a smooth sound which appeared to be going through the puberty stage, and was starting to break. Paul paid particular attention to the way Alex's arse pressed against his trouser material. "Damn and fuck" Alex swore at the machine as his last shoot missed his target. "Tough, good score though" Paul murmured. "Let's have a go together." With that both boys dropped their coins in the slot, "You go first" Alex said, and although Paul was happy just looking at the boy's material covered arse he agreed, and took his place by the gun. While he was shooting the gun, Alex moved in closer to watch, and shouted his encouragement to him, and as Paul was firing the gun he became aware of the warmth that Alex was given off, as the boy moved closer. "Your turn" Paul said, as he passed the gun to Alex. Following his example, Paul positioned himself close to the boy, enjoying the sensual nearness, the warmth, and the smell of this young boy's body. Soon the game finished and Paul felt slightly uncomfortable now the reason for the 'intimate' closeness had finished so he stepped away, and just as he was going to make an excuse to leave, Alex suggested a drink at the local fast-food-shop, which Paul was eager to accept. Sitting at the tables waiting for their drinks, both boys were free with their conversation. Alex it seemed, came from a one-parent family, his mother had run away with another man, leaving his dad to bring him up. But because his dad worked late into the night, Paul found it fun to be in the arcade to ease the boredom. After their drink, Paul got up to go home, thinking the sooner he gets home, the sooner he can hold his cock in his hand and fantasise over his new friend. "Do you have to go yet?" Alex questioned. "Not yet" Paul said, as he looked at his watch. "Good", Alex said "there's no point me going home yet, so I thought you might like to hang out awhile with me" "Where shall we go now" Paul asked "We could walk around the streets until my dad gets home" Alex answered. As the boys left the shop, because there was no urgency or direction just strolled around for 30 minutes, not really going anywhere. The conversation got around to girls (as it does with boys their age). "Have you ever - you know" Alex asked "What" Paul pleded "You know - fucked a girls" "No, have you" Paul answered, and asked in the same breath. "No, but I would if there was a girl I liked" "And" Paul continued, "Is there a girl you like"? "Nope, I'm a free spirit" Alex whispered. Because they were walking without direction, and because their conversation was personal, both boys found themselves wondering into a poorly lit ally. When they reached the end, and with no exit in front, they turned around. "Let's sit for a while" Paul suggested, "my feet are tired" Alex laughed, "Look there's some steps over against that building, let's go and set down" "You know" Alex said as they sat down, and moving closer to Paul, "I've had some fun tonight" "Yes, it's been fun" Paul remarked, noticing Alex's leg pressing against his. "Do you like me"? Alex suddenly said turning to look Paul in the face. "Yes" Paul started, "Why do you ask me that"? "Oh I just wondered" It might have been Paul's imagination, but he thought the pressure from Alex's leg was increasing. Feeling slightly uncomfortable with the closeness of their bodies Paul moved sideways, but his way was barred by the wall of the building. Paul became aware of his defenceless position. Without an escape the pressure from Alex's leg increased. "Look, I better be getting home" Paul said. As he attempted to stand up, he felt Alex's hand on his thigh, and his arm around his shoulder, guiding him back to the makeshift seat. Turning to look at Alex he noticed the boy slide along at got as close to him as he could. Paul felt a shiver down his spine as the hand on his thigh moved higher, and slid inwards stroking the inside of his leg. Alex was pulling Paul closer to him, and in an attempt to break away from the boy's attention squirmed, and turned to stand, but Alex moved his hand to Paul's chest, and pushed him down until he was lying on the steps. "Look, I' got to get home" Paul stammered. Alex answer was to return to stroking the thigh, but he moved closer and was almost on top of Paul. Soon both hands were stroking Paul's legs, as Alex turned to face him, he swung his leg over Paul's and was able to force the boy's legs apart. Alex lowered his body until it rested on Paul, who became aware, of the lump in Alex's trousers. Moving his hands upwards Alex pulled Paul's T-shirt from his trousers, and moving his fingers below the material slid his hands up, until they found Paul's nipples, and as he stroked them Paul felt unable to resist the massage and moved his hands around Alex's back and pulled him to him. Soon both boys were oblivious of their surroundings as they explored each others body, and as Alex moved his hand lower, Paul felt his belt being loosened, and soon undone, and as the clasp on his trousers snapped open, felt Alex's hand slid under the waistband of his trousers, Paul egger to assist, moved his hands to the zip in his trousers and sliding it down gave greater freedom to the hand which was searching his trousers and which found and griped his raging cock. The contact made Paul jump, but the weight of Alex on top of him meant that he was unable to escape, even if he wanted to. Alex still had a thin pair of briefs protecting him from direct contact - but the situation excited him, and as he reached around Alex, he found the boy had already loosened his own trousers and Paul was able to slid his hands into the material. As his hands continued into the unknown, the trousers were pushed down Alex's legs, and as Paul felt the skin of Alex's arse beneath his hands started to massage and fondle them. Paul had only fantasised about sex with another boy, yet here only about two hours after meeting this boy he was living out his fantasies. Moving further up Paul's body Alex was able to get greater leverage and removing his hand from Paul's trousers, moved his hand until Paul felt his briefs being invaded by the attacking hand - and as the hand made contact with his cock Paul gave a low murmur of delight as Alex continued his massaging of his cock. Paul felt Alex move again, this time he stood up, giving Paul the opportunity to getaway if he desired it, but he didn't. He felt Alex grip his trousers and briefs, and pulling them down to his knees exposed Paul most intimate area to Alex's gaze, Paul feeling slightly self-conscious attempted to cover his cock with his hands, but Alex stopped their journey by holding the wrists lightly. As Paul watched he saw Alex lower himself and taking Paul's cock in his mouth commenced his sucking of the boys rampant cock. "Aaah" Paul groaned as he felt his cock disappear into the boy's mouth, and as he felt Alex going to work on his cock, Paul brought his hands up behind Alex's head, and as Alex moved his head, so Paul was able to pull him completely down onto his cock. Paul was beyond help as the feeling that overtook him now were unfamiliar, and as he lifted his hips in an attempt to get more of his cock into his willing partner, he felt the tightening in his balls. "I'm cumin" he informed Alex through deep sighs, but Alex continued his attention, and as Paul's cock erupted, Alex swallowed each jet of cum, Paul had never had an orgasm so violent or strong. Exhausted Paul felt unable to stop Alex, when after moving away from him, attempted to turn him onto his stomach. Paul felt his T-shirt being lifted high, and was aware of the cool air as it breathed around his bare arse. He felt Alex viciously push his finger into his exposed hole, Paul tried to escape the probing, thrusting finger; but there was no escape. He was pinned to the steps by the weight of the boy, and as Alex continued forcibly thrusting his finger into Paul, Paul felt his arse open to the stabbing. As Alex's finger moved deeper, Paul felt his body move, allowing even greater depth to the finger. Paul felt Alex's knuckle as his finger bottomed out, his finger could go no deeper, and Paul felt that the pain would stop. Alex began to withdraw his finger almost out, then powerfully plunged it all the way in again, the pain that Paul felt was unbearable but the finger remand still. Paul was becoming accustomed to Alex's finger embedded in his arse, when Alex begin to slowly move his finger in Paul's fuck tunnel, and as Paul's prostrate was touched, he gave a groan, and his body arose to meet the finger, and Paul felt his body trying to suck the penetrating finger in further. He gave a sigh of relief as he felt Alex completely remove his finger from the warm hole, which had been so willing to accept it for about 15 minutes. He felt another pressure against the empty hole. Alex was now pushing his thumb into the boy's arse. Alex thumb was thicker then his finger and Paul tried to evade the penetration, but all he was able to do was press into the steps. Alex's thumb was soon buried in Paul's hole, but the attack didn't stop there, as Paul felt another pressure close to the present one. Turning his head to get a glimpse of what was happening, Paul was shocked to see Alex pressing into him with his other thumb. As his body attempted to resist, he felt Alex push with even greater pressure. The pain Paul felt as both thumbs ended their assault, was beyond description, and Paul almost lost consciousness, He felt both thumbs pulling his arse apart. "Aaaah" Paul groaned loudly, but to no purpose as the pressure on the side of his hole forced even more of the thumbs in. Paul felt himself losing consciousness as the thumbs withdrew. But although dazed, felt another push against his dark hole, and was aware of some weight against his body. Paul felt the invading object stretch his hole further then the thumbs had done - as he became more alert, he was aware of Alex laying on top of him. "He's fucking me" Paul thought as the cock in his arse started it's slow decent. Push, push, push and with each push the cock inched its way down into the depths of his arse, until it could go no further. Paul felt his insides scream in pain as he felt Alex's balls rest between his crack. "Alex's cock must be completely imbedded in me", Alex thought through tears Alex stayed there for what seemed an eternity, and then he started to fuck his 'willing' partner. Paul felt the slow withdrawal, and then the immediate thrust back in. Paul could feel his blood surge as the fucking continued. The pain was fading, but was being replaced with a new feeling. Paul felt himself raise his hips as Alex thrust his cock deeper into him, Paul tried to match Alex's thrust and soon both boys had started to move together. Alex could feel his hard cock, being pressed against the steps every time Alex forced his cock further into the now warm, open, and yielding receptacle that had tried to resist all efforts to pierce into it's inner secrets. Paul felt Alex's hand on his back as the boy lifted himself off his back to get better control, As Alex continued forcing home his cock, Paul felt his cock, being griped by Alex's other hand and as the boy moved his hand up and down Paul's shaft, he continued his stabbing on Paul's hole. Soon Paul felt the feeling he had felt earlier that evening as his balls tightened against Alex's hands and Paul shoot his load for the second time, but the cock in his arse caused him to shudder ever time he felt his cock jerk with every contraction, his arse gripped Alex's cock, and just before Paul's eruption subsided, he felt Alex's cock, thrust deeper in, then he felt the warm sticky fluid fill his arse as Alex's cock jumped in his passageway. Alex remained on top of Paul with his now deflating cock slowly easing out of his arse. As Alex rolled over onto his back Paul looked him in the eyes and for a moment all was quite. Paul moved closer to Alex and taken his face in his hands brought his lips down to meet his. As both boys quietly good dressed, Paul felt that it was far better then imagination, as they walked out of the alley, and turning in opposite directions Paul could feel some of Alex's cum dripping down his leg. Paul's Nephew Chapter 2 As Paul turned the corner of his street, he saw his sister's car parked outside his home, and as he mounted the steps to the front door, his sister opened the door and passing him on the steps - smiled, then walked passed. As he walked into the front room he noticed Mark sitting on the armchair, with a small bag on the floor beside him. Mark, who is his nephew turned to look at Paul as he came into the room. Mark was 11 years old, and slightly small for his age. Mark still wore the shorts that most young boys wear, and a white T-shirt "Hi", Paul said "What you doing here" Mark was slow to answer, "I've got to stay over this weekend because my mum (Paul's sister) is going out of town". Now Paul's home was a little on the small side, there was only two bedrooms, one his parents used and his. Moving out to the kitchen where is mother was Paul walked up and asked her where Mark was going to sleep tonight. "In with you" she replied, "It's only for 2 nights" "No way there's only just enough room for me, I've only got a single bed you know"? Paul replied sarcastically. "Oh it's all right, Mark isn't very big" Paul turned to walk back into the front were Mark was still sitting, resigned to the fact that he was going to have to share his bed with this young boy. Paul walked over to the TV and switched it on, and picking up the remote control walked to the settee. Turning he sat down, and playing with the remote, switched channels but finding nothing on switched the TV off, then picked up a newspaper, sat back to read the paper. His mind was still swirling with the earlier activity with Alex. The more he thought about it, the more he became aware of his feelings, the more his cock stirred in his trousers. He shifted his positioning on the seat, and than crossed his legs in an attempt to hide the bulge, which was now unmistakable in his trousers. Looking over the top of the newspaper he looked at his young nephew, and although Paul had seen Mark quite often, he was only now aware of the boys body. Paul permitted his eyes to wonder down to the thighs of the boy, which were uncovered and pulled up to the chest. Paul looked at the shorts, which although did the job of cancelling everything underneath, because of the position Mark was sitting, allowed Paul to see down under the material to where Marks briefs were just visible. Possibly because of the activity with Alex earlier, Paul felt excited thinking about the young boy sitting opposite him, and when Paul remembered he would be sharing his bed with the boy, felt the pressure his cock felt as it pushed against the trouser material. Mark went to bed before Paul, after all Mark was only 11 and when Paul felt that it was time for him to go to bed as well, he climbed the stairs quietly and as he opened the door to his bedroom he looked to the bed where the form of his young nephew lay beneath the covers. Paul quickly removed his clothes, and sitting on the edge of the bed, pulled on his pyjama trousers, then standing lifted the edge of the bedclothes to slide in. Mark was breathing quite deeply as he remained motionless as the edge was lifted. Paul glimpsed the young boys underwear, as he lifted the edge, and trying to minimise the movement, slid his body beneath the sheets then turning onto his side he closed his eyes to get to sleep. Paul could feel the small body pressing against his back, and as the warmth of the two bodies mingled Paul once again felt his cock move in his pyjamas. He felt excited at the thought of this young boy lying next to him, with only his underwear for protection. Paul laid there listening to the rhythmic deep breathing until he was sure Mark was asleep, then slowly, he turned over to face the young defenceless boy, in his bed. Paul lightly touched the boys shoulder to see if the contact would wake him, and because there was no apparent reaction, Paul placed his arm across the boys upper body, and felt the boys chest as his hand came to rest by the boys nipple. The contact between Paul and the youngster as their skin touched, sent a clear message to his cock, which Paul tried to keep away clear of the sleeping boy's body; and leaving his hand there Paul closed his eyes enjoying the contact between their two bodies. As the time slowly dragged Paul little by little moved his hand lower inch by inch, until he felt the boys belly-button, stopping for a moment Paul allowed himself the satisfaction of resting his hand above the boys 'birth-knot'. Mark's breathing had not changed, and Paul felling encouraged moved his hand lower until he felt the elastic which was the barrier Paul had to overcome. He slid his hands over the sleeping boy's briefs until he felt the mound that was Mark's cock. Here Paul was happy to stop, enjoying the feeling of the boys bulge against his palm, he slowly closed his hand until Mark's cock was lightly held in his hand, with only the cotton of his underwear to stop complete contact, and satisfaction. Paul could feel his cock, trapped inside his pyjamas stiffen, so with his other hand he released it through the opening of the fly, pressing his cock down against the natural direction it wanted to go, he moved closer to the sleeping boy until he was as close as he dared, then letting go of his cock, which attempted to return to it's upright position, but now found it's way barred by Marks body. Paul had positioned himself in such a way that the length of his cock was pressing against the crack of the boy next to him, and only the thin cotton material preventing him from experiencing full skin contact. Mark stirred at the pressure, and brought his knees up further to his chest, Paul had removed his hand in time but left his cock still pressing against the briefs of the small boy. Paul felt confident in his next move, and moving his hand to the top of the boy's hips, once again found the elastic of his underwear, but this time slid his fingers under the material. As he entered the boy's underwear, he rested his hand on the boy's hip, but Paul was now at the crossroads, which way to go? Should he move his hand forward to feel the boy's cock, and all the things that might follow, or move his hand to the boy's arse? Decisions! Because his cock was still against the boy's arse, he decided to go for the cock, moving his hand over the hip he slowly lowered it until he could feel the boys cock with the tips of his fingers, he continued moving his hand in the direction that his fingers had indicated and found the boys flaccid cock. Grasping it in his hand, Paul felt for the first time, the boy's cock. Paul was happy to leave himself in that position, but Mark again shuffled in his sleep, and stretched out under the bedclothes. Paul found the new position offered him greater access to the cock in his hand, which he had managed to keep hold of. It seemed that the cock was stirring, and Paul could feel it harden in his grasp, Paul moved his hand down the length of the rod, until he came to the base, letting go, Paul located the balls of the little boy and cupped them in his hand. Paul hadn't noticed before, but he now felt sure that the sleeping boy was pressing his arse backwards, pressing into Paul's groin. Paul became alarmed, was Mark really asleep, or was he enjoying the fondling? Moving his hand from beneath the little boy's briefs Paul stopped all activity. Paul had been lying still, when Mark turned over, and stared him straight in the eyes. "Why did you stop"? He queried Paul was unable to answer; feeling slightly uncomfortable being caught out. "I was enjoying it" Mark continued. Paul felt the boy's hand slid between their bodies, and taking hold of his cock, Mark started to slide his hand down the length. "How long were you asleep"? Paul asked "Who was asleep"? Mark replied, still continuing his rubbing of Paul's cock. Paul felt his cock harden under the continuing rubbing that it was receiving from the young boy's hand. "So you were awake all the time"? Paul continued "Ever since you came into the room" Mark whispered into his ear. Paul threw back the bedclothes to look at the boy who was doing a wonderful job on his cock. "Better stop soon, or I might cum" Paul warned "Shame", Mark replied, but not stopping. Paul lifted himself up to look at the boy closer, his white briefs were still hiding his cock, but Paul could see the lump that was obviously a 'growing cock' Taking hold of the waistband, Paul eased down the briefs until the boy's cock slipped into view Paul stooped for a moment. Mark's cock was completely hairless, and was stirring as Paul looked at it. Returning his gaze to the boys face, saw that Mark showed no sign of uncertainness or fear, so Paul continued pushing the boy's brief down to his ankles, Mark helped by lifting his hips of the bed to allow them free travel. Mark kicked them off and laid there for Paul to take in the view. Mark's body was well proportioned and firm, and his cock was certainly nothing to be ashamed of, as it glistened under Paul's stare. Paul moved his hands to the boy's chest and rubbed his hands up and down the length, stopping every now-and-then to squeeze the small nipples, he felt Mark's body tremble under the constant fondling. Paul standing up undid the button, which was holding his pyjamas trousers up, and as they feel to the floor, he steeped out and returned to the bed. Mark remained motionless as Paul returned and positioned himself above the naked boy, and lowering himself down felt their rigid cocks press into each other. Mark was groaning as Paul rotated his hips causing both cocks to move under his weight. Sliding down the boy's body, Paul stopped when he located the boy's belly button, and darting his tongue into the area started licking and stabbing with his tongue. Mark, continued his moaning, as Paul moved further down until the boy's smooth cock, was in front of him, and opening his mouth, Paul took the boy's cock completely into his mouth. Cupping the boy's balls in his hands, and rolling them between his fingers, Paul continued to suck the young cock that was completely willing. Mark thrust his hips upward as Paul felt the first squirt of cum, as the young boy shoot his load into his mouth. As the boy unloaded his cum, his body twitched underneath Paul, who continued sucking and moving his head up and down the small shaft until the youngster's balls was completely empty "Far out", Mark quietly said as Paul removed his mouth from the now deflating cock. Paul moved up the young body beneath him until he once again towered over the small boy, pressing his hand between the youngster's legs Paul was able to probe the boy's crack, Mark lifted his hips to allow access to his arse. Soon Paul found the small opening, into which he was going to deposit his cum, and pressing with his finger attempted to force his finger inside, but the muscles offered too much resistance. Paul knew that the young boy was willing to be fucked in the arse, just that his body was to small. Moving to the floor at the end of the bed Paul took hold of the boy's ankles and pulling him down until Mark was almost off the bed. Turning the young boy onto his stomach, so he was able to kneel on the floor Paul saw, for the first time the young boy's pink hole, which was seemed to be winking at him. He remembered how he felt when Alex forced his finger into his hole, and wanted his nephew to enjoy the fucking he was going to get. Moving down Paul darted his tongue into the boy's opening, and pushing found that his tongue gained access to the warm passage; Paul tongue fucked the young arse for about 5 minutes, holding Mark's hips as the boy squirmed beneath him as the probing continued. Taking his tongue away, Paul once again presented his finger to the closed hole, and pressed his finger into the boy as his finger entered, the boy moaned, and pushed his hips into the bed. Paul stopped, for a few minutes to allow the boy's arse to get accustomed to the soreness. As the boy's arse muscles relaxed, Paul pressed his finger further into the willing boy; Paul was able to see the progress he was making as he watched his finger disappear into the dark tunnel. Soon his finger was completely immersed in the boy, and as Paul twitched the end of his finger, Mark gave a moan of anticipation, Paul found the young boy's prostrate, and rubbed it with the tip of his finger, the boy beneath him was unable to control himself as he rocked up and down, as the prostrate tickling continued. The youngster was powerless to control himself as Paul gently removed his finger and placed the head of his cock, at the waiting opening, taking hold of the boy's hips, Paul entered him, and slowly pushed against the boy resistance. Mark reached behind himself, and taking hold of his arse cheeks pulled them apart, widening the hole which Paul wanted so much to completely enter. Paul felt the opening widen and as he continued pushing felt the boy's body give in to the pushing. Paul felt the boys arse as his cock completely submerged itself in the boy's love tunnel. Paul stayed still for a couple of minutes, to allow the pain the child was feeling to subside. Taking the kid by the shoulder's Paul began to slide his cock first out, then in. Paul stopped again, and then repeated the action, always stopping after his cock had entered the child's arse, and Paul kept this action up for about 5 minutes, first out, then in then pause. Reaching his hand around the boy's body, he took hold of the boy's stiff cock, he started to wank the young boy, as he continued ploughing his cock into the youngster's arse. Paul felt the boy's muscles contract around his cock as the boy squirted his cum into his hand. Paul felt his balls tighten and as his cum travelled up his cock, he continued to fuck his young nephew. As his cum entered the young boy, Paul felt the youngster push his arse up against the thrusting. After Paul emptied his balls into the boy, he helped him to his feet, Mark was slightly unsteady, so Paul continued to hold the boy upright, and as the boy's senses returned he hugged Paul to his himself. Paul allowed his hands to cup the boys arse cheeks and felt his cum oozing out from the child's arse. Helping the boy to clean himself up, they returned to bed - each holding the other's cock. The Morning After. Chapter 3 As Paul opened his eyes, he found himself staring into the face of his young nephew, who was still blissfully asleep. Paul stared at the child for some time, taking in the closeness of his eyes, the way his hair hung around his ears, his small turned-up nose. Paul's mind went back to the night before, where the child had offered him his most sacred possession, his virgin arse. Paul remembered how his cock felt as he shot his cum into the boy's stretched hole. As Paul remembered, his cock stirred, Paul moved closer to the sleeping boy, to feel the warmth once again. "Paul" His mother shouted up the stairs "Breakfasts ready" Jumping out of the bed, Paul rushed to the door, "OK" he shouted as he opened it. Returning to the bed, because he had jumped out off the bed the bedclothes had been pushed back, revelling once again, the small unmoving elf-like body that lay there. Paul gaze was fixed to the crutch of the boy's briefs, Paul remembered how the hidden cock felt in his hand, the delight the boy's crack felt as he probed it with his tongue. "PAUL"! I'm not going to shout up the stairs again. Reluctantly Paul shook his nephew awake, and as the boy rolled onto his back Paul saw once again the small hill in his underwear, that had excited him so much last night. "Time to get up" Paul said, as the young boy opened his eyes. As the two boys got dressed, Paul couldn't help but admire the way the boy's arse fitted into his underwear, and the way the material stretch to accommodate such a wonder. As Mark slipped on his shorts, and the bulge in his briefs disappeared into thicker material, Paul turned his attention to getting dressed himself. The two boys talked about anything and everything as they ate their breakfast. Paul still couldn't get yesterday out of his mind. "I've got to go to work today" Paul's mother said as she put on her coat. "Look after Mark today for me"? "OK" he replied. As his mother walked out the door, Paul turned to Mark. "Want to come to the arcade" he asked the youngster, who was busy finishing of his 'Cornflakes'. "OK" he answered, spilling Cornflakes over the breakfast table, both boys laughed, which spilt more cornflakes on the table. As they stepped into the arcade, Alex, who nodded in the direction of Mark, immediately welcomed Paul. "Who's the little guy?" he asked, still looking at Paul. "Oh, my nephew, Mark", Paul answered back, putting his arm around the shoulders of the small boy in a protective manner. Alex turned his back to the young boy as he continued talking to Paul, and as he placed his hand on Paul's arse, guided him across to one of the games, followed in a sheep-dog way by the small boy. Dropping his coin into the machine he indicated that Paul should go first, and taken up his stance, Paul began his war against the targets, which randomly flipped up. Alex was standing behind him, and Paul was aware of the pressure against his arse, as Alex continued to hold him by the cheeks. Slowly Alex stroked him over the material, and paused as his hand found the crease that was Paul's arse crack. Alex was able to draw his middle finger up the crack as Paul continued firing. Soon it was Alex's go, he fired rapidly, missing targets and when the game finished, Paul had won convincingly. "Can I have a go?" Mark said as he pulled at Paul's hand. Paul dropped a coin in the machine, and guided Mark to the front. Taking careful aim as the targets came up, Mark fired. Alex stood behind the young boy, pretending to watch, but Paul noticed as he moved closer to the vulnerable child. Placing his hands on the little boy, and shouting encouragement, Alex moved closer, until the small boy's back was pressed against the legs of the taller boy. Turning to look at Paul, Alex continued to hold the boy there as he continued firing at the targets. The slight movement of Alex's hips against the boy was slight, but Paul saw it, but because the young boy didn't show any signs of awareness, decided that perhaps he imagined it. "Can I have another go?" Mark pleaded as the game finished. "My treat" Alex suggested, as he dropped another coin into the slot. This time Alex moved to the side of the young boy, and squatting down, put his arm around the child. Paul became conscious of the intimacy between his nephew and this boy. He found the contact between the two exciting, and smiled as Alex lowered his arm and wrapped it around the young boy's small waist. Soon the game finished, and Mark turned to first one then the other of the boys, with pleading puppy-like eyes. "Last time" Paul said, and dropping another coin into the slot, stepped back to allow the young boy full access to the machine. Alex's hand, which had been around the young boy's waist, now moved round to the back of the boy, and lowering his hand took the small globe, which was Marks arse into his hand. Finding no opposition, he started to rub the boy's arse though the material. Stopping to enjoy the young flesh, beneath the material, Alex moved his hand lower until the material was no more and he was in contact with the back of Marks leg, still with no hint of resistance, Alex raised his hand under the material, and as he continued rubbing the boys leg, Paul watched as the hand was inching slowly to Mark's arse. Alex allowed his hand to pause when it got to the cheeks of the boy's arse, enjoying the feel of the softness he felt beneath the thin material of the boy's briefs. He moved his hand once again between the boy's legs stoking the inner thigh. Paul watched as the hand again disappeared under the shorts and watching, saw the outline of the hand has it continued stroking the boy's inner thigh, and as the hand moved closer to the boys crutch although the little boy gave a slight jump, no resistance was offered has the hand moved around to the front and Paul saw the hand massaging the little boys bulge. Paul had taken all this in, and found his jeans were tented around his cock, as it pressed against the unyielding material. "Over in the corner is a better machine" Alex said, as the game stopped, and taking the hand of Paul's small nephew guided him to the back of the arcade, which was poorly lit, Here were the pinball machines, with the flashing lights and the sounds going off, was like honey to the small boy. "Great, let's go on all of them", Mark said as he rushed first to one, then another. When he found the one he wanted, Paul dropped a coin in the machine; lights flashed, sirens screamed, the game was ready. Alex taking hold once again of Marks shoulders, guided Mark to the best position to play the game, and as the first ball rolled up the chute, Alex remained behind the boy. When the second ball was ready, Alex had moved his hands, which were now resting on the small boys hips. Sliding first one hand, then the other he slipped his hands into the boy's pockets. He found the outline of the boy's briefs as he traced the crease in the boy's groin. Mark was moving in time with the machine so it was easy for Alex to push his hands further into the pockets. The pocket material was thinner then the cloth that made up the shorts, and Alex was very conscious of the soft skin he felt under the thin material. Standing up, he reached around the boy and placed his hands on the boy's chest, sliding them lower found the top of the boy's shorts. Taking a firm grip of the child's T-shirt he pulled it free of the shorts and pushing his hands under the material pushed the T-shirt up, until he found the small nipples. It was impossible for the game to continue as Alex, played with the child's nipples, Alex lowered his right hand and stopped when he felt the elastic of the boys waistband, Mark offered no opposition as Alex moved his hand into his shorts. Paul looked around, scared that the activity between the two boys was being observed, but this area was cut of from the rest, and because of the darkness, even if someone was looking, they were unlikely to see anything. Paul moved closer as Alex took hold of the boy's young cock, Paul could see Alex's hand moving beneath the material as he massaged the young boy's meat. Looking over the small boys shoulder Alex looked down to where the elastic of the shorts was stretched outwards and saw the small cock enveloped in his hand. Paul stepped in closer and stepping in front of the boy, reached behind, and slipped his hands into the rear of his shorts, and sliding his hands down found the boys crack, using his middle finger he stroked the crack, talking delight as his finger passed over the boy's fuck hole. Moving his hands to the young boy's shorts, Alex slowly slid them down to the boy's knees and letting go, they fell to the floor. Still wearing his briefs, which offered no defence from the invading hands, and as the fondling continued Mark's body offered itself to the two older boys. Concerned that a stranger might stumble on their activity Mark carried the young boy to the darkest area - and grasping the small pair of brief, pulled them down to the floor. Alex released his hold on the small cock, allowing Paul access to the little boy's meat. Undoing his belt, and releasing the clasp, Alex allowed his trousers to drop to the floor, and griping his boxers pushed them down. His cock, now unrestricted sprung away from his body. Moving back to the near-naked boy he pressed his stiff cock into the young back. Mark was too short to allow access to his arse by Alex' cock, but by bending his knees, Alex found his cock positioned in the little boys pink hole. Wrapping one arm around the waist of the young boy, and griping his cock with the other he pushed his searching cock, into the small boy's hole. "Aaaah!" Mark groaned as the head of Alex's cock burst through the resistance of his arse muscle. Reaching around the young boy Paul griped an arse cheeks in each hand, and by pulling the globes, the boy's hole widened, presenting less resistance to the forceful entrance that was now penetration his arse. "Aaaahhhhhh!" Mark again groaned as Alex continued his assault on his fuck-hole. This time without stopping, or slowing down, the blood filed cock, continued its journey into the small boys, tight passageway. Slowly, and not without meeting some resistance, Alex's cock slowly entered further into the boy's dark, unyielding tunnel until it could go no further. Mark, almost collapsed as the rigid rod in his arse stopped it's thrusting, all the time this was happing Paul had held the boy against the forceful entrance his body was experiencing, but now the cock was completely embed in the young boy - Paul was free to enjoy the young body in front of him, lowering himself to his knees, Paul opened his mouth and leaning forward submerged to young boy's cock into his wet loving mouth. Both of the older boys held Mark steady as they used his body, Mark was unable to control the shudders that was now overcoming his body. As Alex started his slow fucking of the young arse, Paul could feel Mark's cock thrust further into his mouth as his body tried to resistant the aggressive, forceful, uncontrolled thrusting of Alex's cock. While giving his young nephew cock a blowjob, Paul had pulled his own raging cock through his flies, and was wanking himself off. "I'm cumin," Alex whispered and with one last violent thrust, which embedded his cock further into the young boy - unleashed his explosive orgasm into the boy, and with each shudder Mark felt the warm fluid fill his fuck-hole. As Alex's uncontrolled excitement passed he pulled his cum dripping cock, from the young boy's arse, allowing Paul to take his place, and as Paul pushed his cock into the child's cum filled arse, he found the resistance less then he had the night before. Possibly because of the cum, which was dripping down the crack, or possibly his hole had been stretched wide by the previous fucking from Alex. Without meeting any resistance Paul was soon fucking the small boy - and as he felt his balls tighten he griped the boy's small cock, and giving one last push unloaded his cum into his willing nephew. Looking down as he withdrew his cock, he was pleased to see that the young boy was not bleeding, but his cum, mixed with Alex's was freely oozing from the boy's cavity. Together the two boy's helped the fucked youngster get dressed, both boy's took one last glance at the cum stained arse as it vanished beneath the boy's briefs, and as the boy pulled up his shorts both boys gave a last friendly pat of his arse.