WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. Also note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.
ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE, PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow minors access but you knew that.
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A PIECE OF CAKE
6 - The Sixth Formers
by
G. Cutter
'We'd better stroll up and collect him,' Ross kicked the football into the shrubbery and adjusted the headband that was supposed to keep his overlong hair from falling across his eyes. It didn't work but he thought it looked cool. He flicked his long sandy, almost gingery hair back and grinned at his mate, friend and 'friend plus'. 'Friend plus' was the code in the school for lover but no one used that word, far too gay, so gay it was bloody bent.
'Yeah. 'Ere we go, 'ere we go,' Dustin laughed and rushed to catch up with his pal. Dustin had the same long hair but his was jet black and he was sallow compared to Ross's fairness. He was often called Dusty, Darky or Dustbin but not by the younger boys, they knew better. Both were day boys at St Anselms Boarding School up the road and both were day boys in the Sixth Form and lived less than a mile away on one of the leafy suburban avenues on the edge of Guildford. Sixth Formers were the elite of the school or so they imagined. One thing they did have and that was a more relaxed dress code. That was out of school uniform of course but the one big difference... Once you became a Sixth Former you were allowed to grow your hair. No more schooly cuts which meant that a certain number would always go eighties or hippy whilst others would always stick to their 'skinheads' or 'crewcuts'. These two were the long haired variety and were on their way to meet a third boy who was a boarder.
Josh was another who followed the long haired fashion but not to the extremes of Ross and Dusty and he was a blond. A nice trio, a black, a sandy almost ginger and blond haired boy, a gang of mischief makers. Sixth Formers were supposed to set an example to the rest of the school but not these three, they went their own way and ignored the rest. On this particular Saturday Ross and Dusty who had been good friends since they'd joined the school were meeting Josh and taking him home. This was a first and Josh had got an overnight pass from the school organised by Ross' parents. Ross with Dusty's conivance was determined to take the final step in the group's relationship and that was to seduce the so far untried Josh and make their pair a threesome. Why not? Josh had only been with the class for around two months having transferred from another school and both our heroes had developed a crush on him at the same time. The blond newbie was rather surprised to find himself with two instant mates, most odd but he was thankful, he liked them and they seemed to like him. As Ross said... 'It was in the stars'.
They hurried down the road to the school gate but they were well in time, they lounged across the road both dressed down to white singlets although both preferred to call them wifebeaters or muscle vests, Dusty had on his normal baggy jeans and Ross was wearing shorts that looked as if they could drop south at any moment. 'Here he is,' he nudged his pal. 'The Blond Bombshell.'
'The Blond Sweety,' Dusty grinned.
'Hush.'
'Hey up, fellas,' Josh grinned. He was clutching a small bag no doubt with his overnight gear and was also 'sixth form informal' as they called it. He too had a singlet on although a black one with a corporate logo on the chest and the same sort of scruffy blue jean baggies as Dusty. To an outsider they were just three kids but there was something else, two of them had seduction, corruption and even worse (or better) in mind. Josh was the supposed innocent in this trio but the others weren't quite too sure how innocent. It could prove to be an interesting afternoon.
'It's just down the road,' Ross said as they walked off. 'I've got a fridge load of cold drinks indoors.'
'Great,' Josh grinned. It felt good to get away from the school. He'd just been looking at the list of those staying on over the holidays. He knew perfectly well he'd be on it but was pleased to see another two Sixth formers, plus three from the Fifth as well as some younger one's he didn't know. He saw the German kid's name from the Fifth up there and had a little smirk. Now, there's a kid he'd like to get to know a little bit better.
'Here, we are,' Ross announced as they turned into his road. 'It's damn hot,' he added. It was indeed, one of the hotter days but it was early summer and much hotter was forecast. They and the rest of their class had agreed that the weather was changing big time and that the planet was doomed. Not too much point in worrying about the future esp[ecially all the bloody exams the following year.
Once indoors Ross took his pals to the kitchen and served them cold cans and made them at home. He explained that his mother was in Guilford and his father at work, he expected them both back around six and they would be having a late dinner.
'All afternoon to ourselves,' Dusty grinned glancing over the table at Ross, Josh was gazing out onto the garden really quite jealous of the careless wealth. Then again Ross wasn't flash with it and Dusty's father was 'somebody big in local construction' which was hard to believe the way Dusty talked and acted.
'Yeah, we'll go up and have a puff later,' Ross dropped his voice.
'Puff?' Josh looked up.
'Yeah, we got some good stuff,' Ross grinned. 'Dusty and I don't do the nasty stuff but we like a little puff now and then.'
'Mmmm...' Josh nodded. He'd never have imagined either Ross or Dusty for stoners but if they only dabbled once a week stoners would be a bit on the strong side. Probably weak shit anyway, he decided. he wasn't an expert on wacky baccy but he had indulged a bit at his last school and seemed to have survived. Moderation in all things was a good motto and one of his fave sayings, a very true one as well.
He remembered the last time he'd smoked with a pal and they'd nearly got carried away, in fact, the trousers had come down and they'd indulged in a mutual wank but that's as far as it had gone. Pity, Dusty thought... young Gary was tasty but such a bag of nerves. They finished off their cans and sat in the kitchen cooling down until Ross dished out fresh cans and hustled them out of it. He took them first to his room where Josh dropped his bag and the other two flopped out onto the bed. After a brief chitchat they were on the move again this time to just outside the bathroom where there was a lobby and a drop down ladder leading to what Ross called his attic, his hideaway, his private place. The three boys crammed up the narrow wooden steps and once inside drew up the ladder and dropped the flap, for all intents and purposes they were now hidden not that it mattered, the house was empty anyway. They sat around on the scattered bits of old furniture and Josh noticed an old mattress in the corner covered with a dust sheet, an old dressing table, various old chairs and other bits and pieces. It seemed to be a general dump for outworn gear but remakably clean all the same.
'How's about that,' Ross dug a small package out of a cupboard and showed it to his pals. 'Good stuff.'
'Really,' Josh smiled. They probably thought they were impressing him but he's seen the stuff before. Crystalised dogshit was a good description for this particular lump but in a paper twist. Ross had some already crumbled up onto small pieces and dust. 'How do you do it... roll ups, spliffs.'
'Nah, too complicated and too many traces,' Ross grinned. 'We've got our own peace pipe.'
'Hey man,' Dusty grinned clowning around and Andy looked at the dark haired boy in the gloom. He really was quite beautiful with his white teeth flashing against his dark skin and his smooth hairless arms already showing the signs of oncoming sweat. The attic was like a furnace but Ross hooked a small skylight open which admitted some air.
'Over here,' Ross led over to the mattress and sat cross legged on it followed by the other two.
'We come up here quite a bit,' Ross looked at Josh. 'Nice and safe, my parents have designated it as My Space.'
'Depends what you're doing,' Josh replied with a smile. He had a pretty good idea what they got upto but didn't want to spoil their little game.
'All sorts,' Dusty peeled his singlet off and flapped his arms, a few moments later he removed his trainers and socks. 'Now that's better.'
'Yeah,' Ross agreed licking off his sandals and leaving himself barefooted. 'Much better,' he tamped what appeared to be cigarette tobacco in tthe pipe which looked to be a genuine antique or it could have been some plastic bathroom piping. 'Just a smidgeon,' he stirred some of the crumpled dark brown almost black material into the pipe and tamped it all down. 'I always cock this up,' he admitted with a grin.
'Yeah,' Dusty nodded. 'Be careful, the last one he did nearly blew my head off, the one before that he spilt all over the floor.'
'No matter,' Josh grinned. He preferred rolling up but if they hadn't got the makings so much for that. This looked messy and he had the strangest feeling Ross had put far to much of the stuff in the pipe. The secret was not to take in too much at any one time.
'Ah ha,' Ross grinned and holding the pipe in his mouth struck a match and lit up.' He took a long draw and Joshcould have sworn the boy's eyes nearly crossed. ' Whoa... Jeeezus,' he blew smoke out with a cough and passing the pipe to Dusty sitting in the middle of the three, Ross fell back onto the bed red faced and eyes watering. Josh goggled, he could see right up Ross' shorts and the boy was evidently naked under. He could see the suggestion of one smooth ball and the outline of a foreskin. Too much.
'Soppy sod,' Dustin crowed you took too much in,' he took a more modest drag and savoured the smoke in his lungs before hurriedly passing the pipe to Josh and then expelling. 'Yeah, kosher,' his eyes gleamed.
Josh followed his example and took a deep inhalation but not too deep, he felt the curious menthol-like burning as the dopey smoke was drawn into his lungs and he kept it there passing the pipe back to Ross. 'Yesss... nice,' he managed to gasp as he breathed out.
'Good stuff?' Ross grinned.
'Strong or you put too much in,' Dustin commented already looking slightly dazed.
'Josh?' Ross asked.
'Yeah, strong,' Josh wiped his watering eyes. It was a strong mix indeed and he felt the slightly vague sensation he always experienced when having a bit of a puff. They say that it takes people different ways, with him he always seemed to spring an erection and he could feel it now. He peeled his singlet off and then removed his socks and trainers, the place was damned hot and there was just the three of them after all.
'That's better,' Ross said encouragingly as he saw his houseguest strip off. Josh had a good body, he wasn't so much muscular, more wiry in line with the swimming he did. His chest was good and his belly tight, a typical swimmer's physique.
'Nice body,' Dusty said.
'Really,' Josh grinned.
'Good body, he meant,' Ross giggled.
'No I didn't,' Dusty insisted and Ross laughed out loud. He knew just how useless Dusty was after even a sniff of the good stuff and his mate was acting true to form.
Ross stoked up the pipe and took and nice big swallow only slower and more carefully this time. It hit him well, and he grinned as the smoke mix circulated his lungs feeding the benefits into his blodstream. 'Yeah, nice,'he spoke looking at Josh leaving no doubt what he meant.
Dustin took the pipe and with a slightly dopey smile took a long suck and stayed perfectly still absorbing the smoke and then soundlessly passed the pipe across to Josh again. As it does on these occasions the chat degenerated into a mindless babble. They smoked on and at one stage Josh felt Dustin move in on him so closely until he could feel the wamth of the boy almost touching him. Ross's bare foot was stretched across and was gently rubbing his shins inside his baggies.
'I'm taking these off, I'm roasting,' Josh declared and tottering to his feet dropped his baggies and stood for a moment in his garish boxers before falling onto the bed again nearly crushing Dusty in the process. Josh knew he'd upped the ante but a bit of puff was a good excuse. Anyway, the way these two were performing they'd be buggering around all afternoon. He just hoped his suspicions were correct.
'Good thinking, Batman,' Dustin laughed standing up and following suit as Josh knew he would. He looked at Ross with interest wondering what his host would do. Dusty must have seen a green light somwewhere in his hazy stupor as he draped an arm around Josh in an overly familiar embrace. Josh didn't mind, he knew it was coming to this it just depended on how long it was going to take them and in the end he'd had to make the final and key move.
'You'll get a treat now, I forgot my briefs,' Ross spoke suddenly nervously.
'Just us boys here,' Josh encouraged him, he was suddenly hard as a pike and aware that it must have been evident in his boxers. He was past caring, he had enough silly smoke in his system and he knew that this was what these two had been leading upto, at least he thought so. OK, they'd got to the end of the trail, it was all down to them now .
'This is a bit embarassing,' Ross tottered to his feet with a very becoming blush.
'Get 'em off,' Dustin cackled and wrapped his arm around Josh hugging him. 'You've popped one,' he breathed in Josh's ear.
'Always do with puff,' Josh muttered in return watching as Ross suddenly hooked down his shorts exposing a cock heavy with blood and fully extended. He wasn't hard but he was getting that way. Josh looked mesmerised, he's seen Ross in the school showers but not at full stretch. Ross' pubics were so fair compared to the hair on his head that they were almost invisible but Josh was captivated. This was the boy he was going to be sharing a bed with tonight.
'That's my boy,' Dusty said proudly as Ross fell to the mattress and covered himself with his hands. Suddenly he rolled clear of Josh and tugged his blue y-fronts down and not surpringly his cock flopped free and it was just as bloated as Ross'. 'Your turn, Josh.'
Josh stood and looked down at them both with a dopey grin. He hooked his boxers with his finmgers and dropped them to his ankles aware to two pairs of eyes on him. He was sure in himself and stood back up again with his six inches of hardness jutting from his belly. He was the one with a full erection and as the others looked at him they both grabbed themselves bringing their half hards to full bloom.
'Well that's over,' Josh smirked dropping down onto the mattress again but an instant later two hot and slightly sweaty bodies were on him and he struggled half heartedly against the slick and very randy youngsters writhing and wriggling against him. He froze as he felt Ross's lips on his throat and turning his head he kissed the boy fully on the lips.
There seemed to be a general sigh of relief and then Josh felt his stifffness grasped and Dusty's head dropped.
'Aaaaah...' Josh wailed into Ross' kiss as he felt a hot and very moist mouth engult his glans and hands clasp his cheeks squeezing his firm flesh. He was under attack and loving every moment of it.
Squirming around Josh managed to drag Ross to him and took the sandy haired boys cock into his mouth savouring the boy funk and faint taste of precum. Ross for his part shuffled around on the mattress and took Dusty's jerking organ into his mouth.
'Tri blow completed,' Dustin giggled around Josh's hot and very stiff cock.
'Not just yet,' Josh muttered as he sucked Ross and started to fuck into Dustin's more than willing mouth.
This is where Josh had his problem. He remembered very well his last little adventure with pot and sex, it was with young Gary at his last school and the one thing that stuck out in his mind was that with all the wanking and the best will in the world no way could either of them cum. It was turning out that way here as well. Suck, suck, slobber, slobber... the three kept at it but in the end Josh had to admit defeat as did Ross, no way were they going to cum until the effects of their smoke had worn off. Not so with Dusty, he very firmly kept Ross's head in place and fucked away like a madman. Ross struggled to free himself but in the end reached under his mate and managed to thrust a finger deep and hard through Dusty's sweaty pucker and that did it.
Dusty gave a wail and now with Josh up and giving him mouth to mouth, with Ross' finger up his arse and Ross' mouth around his swollen and sore cock he cum. Josh looked down to see Ross' cheeks bulging and then he saw his new pal swallow and finally Ross opened up to demonstrate it was all genuine. His teeth was smeared with Dustin's spunk and his mouth full of the stuff in a white yeuchy mess. With a dopey grin he waggled his cum soaked tongue and then closed his mouth swallowing and flopped back onto the mattress. 'You, Dustin the Dustbin are a fuckin' animal.'
'I know,' Dusty flopped back and grinned up at Josh. 'You pair are hopeless.'
'I always have trouble cuming when I've had a smoke,' Josh made his excuse and looked at Ross. 'Seems I'm not the only one.'
'You'll cum tonight,' Ross grinned. 'Big time.'
'Wicked.'
THE END
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