Eerie, Indiana

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. The readership for this sort of work is 18+ in my country and probably most others so do't let your little brother peep.

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.

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EERIE, INDIANA

2 - Nick joins the Threesome

by

G. Cutter

'Aw, it's so hot,' Simon moaned and stretched out on the bed. It was a midweek afternoon and Marshall Teller's family were away visiting and not due back until the evening. The boys had the house to themselves and Marshall stood at the window surveying the empty and sun baked street.

'Stop moaning,' Marshall turned from the window. 'Make yourself at home why dontcha?' He looked at his younger friend sprawled on the bed. Simon had removed his shirt and lay bare chested just clad in his baggy shorts gazing at the ceiling. 'You look sexy, Sy.'

'Do I?' Simon giggled. 'How's about now,' he rolled onto his belly and hooked the back of his shorts down displaying his lower back but not quite enough of what Marshall wanted to see.

'Slut,' Marshall laughed and sat on the bed. He had the funny feeling that this was his day, the circumstances were right and they were totally secure. The kicker was that the mood was also right, Dash was about his business and unlikely to disturb them. He and Simon gone on from their mutual wanking to blow jobs but the ultimate was still to be savoured. Marshall thought back to his one and only joining with Dash and sighed... if only Simon... He felt his organ swell and move into poke and prod mode. If Simon wasn't ready, he certainly was.

'Who's got a woody then?' Simon laughed rolling onto his back again.

'I have,' Marshall smirked slowly tugging down the front of Simon's shorts exposing the boy's tight briefs. 'Let's share a shower.'

'We gonna do things?' Simon asked eagerly.

'Maybe give you babies,' Marshall stood up and hauled the smaller boy to his feet.

'And I'd give you them back,' Simon replied full of bravado and refusing to be put down by his larger pal.

'That's a deal,' Marshall clasped Simon around the waist and slid his hands into the back of the shorts and the briefs clasping Simon's tight little snowy white buns. 'You up for it?' Marshall croaked.

'I'll try anything once... twice if I like it,' Simon ran from the room shedding his clothing in a series of hops and jumps. Marshall looked heavenwards, it was now or never.

By the time he got himself naked and into the bathroom Simon was in the shower with the glass door closed. Marshall slid it open and entered to the warmth and steam, he was immediately grabbed by a soapy body and Simon wriggled against him futilely humping with his fully extended and fully hard boy cock.

'Hey, slow down you randy midget,' Marshall laughed and grasped firm flesh. 'It's growing,' he commented. Funnily enough it wasn't just flattery, he could swear that the tiny Simon wasn't all that tiny anymore and he certainly didn't lack in stiffness, his cock was like a well oiled steel bar but Marshall was more interested in the soapy, jiggly and exceedingly slippery litle bubbles of flesh which looked more the ass of a child than a growing boy. He had to have Simon and then move onto other things. He's been keeping and eye out for Nick who hung around the store. Nick's pal Eddy seemed to have disappeared which pleased Marshall no end as he fancied Nick immensely and with Eddy out of the way the other boy was up for grabs or so Marshall assumed. Nick was all Marshall wanted to be or wanted to look like, all baggy gear and suave as a fifteen year old could be... and attractive. Such a cute tippy up nose it made Marshall groan as he held Simon a little too tightly.

'You're squashing me,' Simon sniggered. 'And you're so hard, maybe my lucky day,' he looked up at Marshall and rubbed his soapy belly up against Marshall's bloated penis.

'Dash wants you,' Marshall finally broke his long silence. Simon was his pal and it was only fair to warn him.

'Jeez, I know that,' Simon giggled. 'You first though.' His little tongue lapped at Marshall's smooth chest. 'Pity we're such different sizes.'

'Everyone's the same size in a bed,' Marshall countered.

'Really?' Simon grinned. 'You know when Dash was talking about 'doggy' the other day?'

'Yeah,' Marshall laughed. He adjusted the shower's nozzle to get rid of the soap and foam. 'We could try out my bed theory and your doggy fantasy at the same time.'

'Scientific experimentation is cool,' Simon giggled again.

'So's sweaty sex,' Marshall slid the door open and grabbed towels. The talking was over and he so wanted to get down to business, he wanted to get down to fucking the ass of his little pal to be brutally honest but he would give Simon himself in return, they were Eerie's top investigators and a partnership after all. Marshall ushered the giggling Simon back to his room and clasping his little pal fell onto the bed in a flurry of arms and legs.

'You will take it easy and stop if I say so,' Simon pleaded and then spoilt it by ducking his head and licking Marshall's still damp cock which had now inflated to bursting point. 'You ain't going to last,' Simon grinned and seductively ran his pointed tongue across Marshall's pee slit. 'Yummy.'

'Tease,' Marshall laughed and upended the boy. He was going to try something new and didn't really know if he could go through with it or not. He positioned the smaller boy on his belly and then spread his legs. Flathanding Simon's tiny butt apart he took one look at the small darker pink circle of muscle and ducked his head.

'Ooooooh...' Simon spasmed and clutched the pillow as he felt Marshall's mouth in his crack and then the busy probings of a wet and hot flickering tongue. 'You monster,' he gabbled but stuck his ass in the air inadvertantly exposing more of his back door.

'Grrrr...' Marshall got his tongue deep into the tiny and well stretched hole tasting and savouring the smoothness and funkiness coming from his wriggling pal, unseen by Simon he slipped his tube of sun tan oil from under his pillow. It was now or never. ''Do you like Dash?' He asked smearing his oil over Simon's shrunken balls and then up and under toying with the smaller boy's exposed hole.

'Yeah... he'd got a huge pecker,' Simon giggled as he felt Marshall's finger at his sphincter and then glide inside and move to and fro. 'Finger fucking,' he observed.

'What about Nick?'

'Eddy's sidekick... he's sorta sweet,' Simon oohed and aahed as Marshall's finger moved in and out sinking deeper and deeper. 'Betcha you got the hots for him.'

'How so?'

'I've seen you looking at him,' Simon cackled like an old crone. 'Seconds for me.'

'You get thru' Dash first.' Marshall kissed one snowy flank and the other. 'And me.'

'Come on Marsh,' Simon pushed himself up on the bed until he was in a crouching position with his legs spread apart. Marshall's cock jerked as he saw the oiled pucker now fully exposed and even slightly open displaying the darker red of Simon's squeaky clean gut. It didn't get better than this.

He knelt upright and moved in closer on his knees slowly guiding his bloated and dripping glans into Simon's crack. Simon flinched but stayed firmly in place. 'Stop if I say so,' Simon murmured.

'Right,' Marshall held the boy's slender hips guiding his erection into place by just sliding forward until his drooling member had nowhere else to go.

'Oooooh... aaah!' Simon groaned but still held firm even pushing back as he felt Marshall's swollen knob press against him and stretch his sphincter to what seemed splitting point and then it eased. Marshall's slippery lump was inside him and the smaller boy's ring closed slightly around Marshall's oiled shaft. Marshall groaned and slipped in further gaining another inch, they were locked together. 'Going down,' Simon grated and slowly lowered himself onto his belly with Marshall still inside him and now moving slowly gaining depth. Marshall was in a daze, Simon was so hot and so tight... and so willing. He thought his pal might have had second thoughts once he had some thick, juicy cock in his belly but he hadn't, he reached back with one hand and stroked Marshall's leg as Marshall stared to move up and down. Marshall was on his end game and he slowly and gently fucked his way into his friend until he felt his dark brown pubics nestle against Simon's crack.

'So beautiful...' he crooned kissing the back of Simon's neck under his thick auburn hair.

'I am aren't I,' Simon giggled. He wriggled his little boy fanny and pushed up. 'It feels absolutely huge.'

'Think if it was Dash's.'

'Oooh.' Simon gave a little shudder. 'You know what I'd like... the ultimate?'

'Tell me,' Marshall gasped slowly moving in and out of Simon's deliciously tight and hot tiny hole. He screwed in even harder to be rewarded by Simon pushing back up onto him, the boy loved it.

'I'd like to suck Nick whilst you fuck me.'

'Bold,' Marshall laughed in spite of his climax building. 'If I get to Nick you have a deal.'

'And other things.'

'All in good time,' Marshall grunted now going faster and faster. He was feeling quite pleased with himself. Simon slept over nearly every weekend over the long summer holiday, they even had a tent they shared on hot evenings. Many fun nights lay in the future. Dash and Nick? Who knew where it was going to end.

'Oh, oh, oh...' Simon clutched the pillow and bit it as Marshall slapped in for the last time and stayed in deep. Simon clenched his ass as he felt Marshall's cock jerk and then throb. He gasped in surprise as he felt Marshall's hot spunk squirt into his gut and the squishiness and wet heat seemed to fill him.

'Gawd,' Marshall moaned as he felt his still hard cock coated with his own cum seeming to soften just a little. 'My Gawd,' he licked Simon's sweaty neck and slowly withdrew his dripping cock from the boy's flooded ass. He hurriedly rammed a t-shirt between Simon's butt cheeks as he saw the red and puffy pucker close expelling a drool of second hand cum. It was over. Simon was well and truly fucked and so was he.

'You cum gallons,' Simon muttered into the pillow. 'It felt so weird.'

'Yeah,' Marshall whispered tiredly remembering back to the first time Dash had fucked him. 'Liquid love.'

'Crap,' Simon rolled over onto his back. 'I gotta go,' he rushed for the door heading for the bathroom still with Marshall's soiled t-shirt rammed up his ass.

'Whew,' Marshall gazed at the ceiling. 'Next time a bit more class,' he promised himself. He wasn't familiar with the word 'raver' but if he had been it would have been the word he would have used to describe his friend. Simon had loved it in spite of it being his first time. Marshall had a bet with himself, Simon would want it again before the afternoon was out.

'Do you know what a 'frontal' is?' Simon returned and asked from the door.

'Dash told me,' Marshall smiled back at his bedraggled pal. Simon looked on the verge of collapse but he wasn't done yet.

'Was that when you had sex?'

'Of course.' Marshall looked up, there was no point in denying the obvious. Both he and Dash had suspected that the inquisitive Simon had worked out their not so secret secret.

'I'll do you frontal,' Simon stroked his fully hard pointy penis and grinned. 'Then you can do me that way as well.'

'You sure?'

'Damn right I am,' Simon suddenly appeared to be running things. He spread Marshall's legs and knelt between them, the older boy was already laying on his back so it was no great effort for Simon to work out what to do next. He lifted Marshall's legs onto his shoulders and shuffled in, Marshall did the rest, he folded his knees down onto his chest exposing himself. Simon didn't even look down, he gazed into Marshall's eyes, guided himself in by hand and once happy with his position shoved.

'Jeeezus, Sy,' Marshall shouted out and nearly struggled free but Simon was lodged in him. Once the smaller boy froze in a panic Marshall held his skinny hips and relaxed. 'Slowly, slowly...'

'Sorry, sorry, Marsh,' Simon looked so contrite that Marshall nearly laughed but he was enjoying the smaller boy in him. Dash had been slow and loving but he was big 'down there', Simon was just right maybe a little on the small size but what he lacked in mass he made up for in energy. He worked his way into Marshall kissing all the time and then went at it like a rabbit. Marshall didn't have to wait too long, a few minutes later it was all over, he'd barely had time to get used to Sy and the kid had shot his bolt in a manner of speaking.

'That was quick,' Marshall hugged the trembling and sweat coated boy to his chest feeling Simon's slipery dick sliding free.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was so horny...' Simon tailed off.

'It'll last longer next time.'

'When?' Simon grinned.

'When we've had a shower and eaten. Don't forget my parents and sister won't be back until it's dark... that gives us around five or six hours yet.'

'What if they come home early?'

'We'd better get on with that shower then,' Marshall patted Simon's bottom. Yeah, a full frontal sounded good.

Over the following days Marshall did a little investigating. Nick's pal Eddy spent most of the summer break with cousins in the next county leaving Nick at a loose end. Why Nick didn't seem to have other friends was a bit of a mystery to Marshall but it seemed to be a fact of life backed up by the fact that Nick seemed just to aimlessly mooch around Eerie town centre and the World of Stuff in particular. It was at the store that he finally made his move, he'd handed Simon over to Dash at Dash's request, the grey haired boy clearly had Simon in his sights and both were spending the day at the mill swimming and maybe getting to know each other a little better. Marshall knew that if Dash got the urge Simon was more than willing to go the whole way and he was happy with that. He was in hot pursuit of sweet Nick and just hoped that things would go well.

'Hi Nick, hot out there,' Marshall sidled upto Nick on the pinball machine and tried to look bored.

'Hi Marsh,' Nick looked up for a moment and smiled as if welcoming company. 'Where's your little pal?'

'Oh, Simon... he's swimming.'

'Not a bad judge,' Nick plucked at his baggy t-shirt for once his huge jacket was on the floor although he still had his ball cap screwed onto his head peak to the rear of course. 'Where does he go. Down the creek?'

'Nah, we've got our private place, us and Dash that is.'

'That spooky kid,' Nick laughed. 'That is one weirdo.'

'He's alright,' Marshall replied defensively although Nick was right, Dash was weird... and he had a big dick and a fine tight white bottom but he didn't mention those small facts. 'Wanna drink?'

'If you're buying,' Nick grinned and picked his coat up. 'Where's your secret private place then?'

'It wouldn't be secret or private if I told you,' Marshall laughed.

'Probably full of screaming kids.'

'Wouldn't be private if it was full of kids,' Marshall played along. He could see that Nick was interested or maybe he was just being nosey.

'So it's private?' Nick sat an a stool at the counter and allowed Marshall to order up chilled drinks, nothing too expensive but adequate as far as a freebie went. 'Who uses this mysterious place apart from yourself and your little pal.'

'My little pal again,' Marshall grinned. 'Well, he'll be there with Dash right now doing a mud wallow... just like, er... hippos and things.'

'You make it sound so exciting,' Nick grinned holding his glass absorbing the coolness. 'All slippery and muddy. shame. Pity you haven't got a clean pool to swim in, the kids down the creek drive me bananas.'

'It is mainly clean, it's just Simon likes all the slide and slip.'

'You could offer to take me on a visit, I'm bored out of my skull plus it is damn hot... where is it?'

'I could take you but it is secret, only three of us use it.'

'You geeks don't have a mandatory speedo rule do you?'

'Nah, briefs, boxers or skinnydips,' Marshall grinned. He had his little fishy on a hook now was the time to reel him in. 'We could take a walk around after this if you like.'

'H'OK. gotta be worth a stretch out in the shade at least. Where is it?'

'Come on,' Marshall laughed and swallowed his drink. It was time to move before the delicious Nick changed his mind. The heat was overbearing and that was to Marshall's advantage, surely once the overdressed Nick saw the pool and it's shady surrounds he would want to shed some gear, after that it was game on!

'So where we going?' Nick sauntered lazily after Marshall as they cut around the back of what they called the main drag and headed for the woods.

'The Old Mill.'

'You are having a joke,' Nick screeched and stopped dead. 'It's haunted.'

'Don't be a wuss.' Marshall laughed. 'If little Sy can swim there it can't be that haunted and anyway, that's what makes it private. Dangerous structure, which it isn'. Haunted, whoooo, which it isn't...'

'OK... lead on,' Nick caught up and slapped Marshall on the back. 'Marsh, my old pal.'

Marshall and Nick followed the old and nearly overgrown trail to the Mill which it had to be admitted did have a bad reputation but the ghost of Grungy Bill had been laid to rest and Dash and the boys had more or less taken the place over. They had even cleared out the old store and made it a virtual home from home for the stray grey haired boy. It now had two sleeping alcoves which since their original breaking the ice day had been in constant use. Marshall knew for a fact that Dash was intent on fucking litle Simon on that particular afternoon and Simon was just as intent on sampling Dash's extra long schlong, his attitude being that if Marshall could handle it then so could he. Marshall didn't quite know how he was going to tackle Nick but he was hoping that the Gods were on his side. In fact, as they got sweatier and sweatier Marshall pulled off his upper clothing and a few minutes later Nick followed his lead giving Marshall his first view of Nick without the abundance of clothing he normally wore.

'That's better,' Nick lifted one arm and sniffed. 'Whew... take a sniff.'

'When you've washed it,' Marshall grinned observing the tiny patch of armpit hair. Nick had less hair there than he had, he wondered what the slender boy had inside his baggy jeans. He suddenly realised that Nick was thinner than he was, not skinny but not as well built which cheered Marshall up no end. Nick minus his baggy jumpers and coat had a nice body, cleanly defined but not a jock by any means. 'You must do some sport,' Marshall looked at Nick's flat belly with the faintest image of a six pack .

'Swimming, I'm not into the rough stuff,' Nick grinned striking a muscle pose making his abs more prominent. 'I haven't got the build for football... I like wresting though, that takes skill more than muscle.'

'I was learning some wrestling moves playing around with Simon.' That was an outright lie but it was a feed for Nick and he snapped it up.

'You wrestle with me, I'll show you some moves,' Nick laughed and gave an outright lecherous look.

Marshall grinned as the Mill came into sight. Things were getting better and better but was Nick for real or just kidding?

Marshall led the way ducking under the old cautionary tape and ignoring the warning signs, Nick followed cautiously until he heard the sound of laughing and shouting and then hurried to catch up Marshall who had rounded the building onto the veranda that overlooked the pool to the rear of the building. The small river that turned the wheel once upon a time was to the front of the building and then curved sharply to disgorge into the pool and then filtered into the main river about a hundred yards away. The mill itself was on a small spur of land that nearly made it an island which was handy as far as the lads were concerned and from the layout of the pool with it's small jetty they assumed that boats collected prepared flour once upon a time but no longer. Calling the mill's pool a pool was a misnomer, in fact, it was a small lake and got bigger as the meltwater came downstream in the spring and then shrank as the long hot summer progressed. Dash and Simon were a short distance away and were covered in mud and totally naked. They waved and hollered as Marshall and Nick appeared and seemed unconcerned with their nudity or their covering of mud.

'It's great,' Simon called out. 'Yeeech...' He screamed as Dash grabbed him and dragged him backwards into the mud. Marshall blushed and hoped that Nick hadn't spotted that Dash was sporting a full blown hardon.

'They seem to be having fun,' Nick observed dryly. 'Lotsa fun.'

'It's private,' Marshall grinned. 'It's secret as well... yeah?'

'Cross my heart and hope to die,' Nick crossed himself. 'That water looks good.'

'Come in and I'll show you our litttle room.'

'Little room?' Nick laughed. 'Lead on, Marsh my man.'

Marshall took Nick into the large room that had once been a store but since cleaned out and made into what Simon and he called a clubhouse and Dash called his living quarters but it was scruffy, clean and cool with the water rushing under the solid wooden floors.

'We can use this bit,' Marshall led Nick in and threw his excess clothing on his makeshift bed.

'All the comforts of home,' Nick's teeth flashed in the gloom. 'Betcha you have fun in here,' his voice broke.

'Sometimes,' Marshall admitted. 'Swimming?'

'Yeah, why not?' Nick dumped his coat and t-shirt sitting on the bed to remove his socks and baseball boots. 'Nice to get them off.'

'Yeah,' Marshall sat alongside and followed Nick's lead concious of the barechested boy alongside wondering whether to make a move or leave it until they were in the water. He could smell Nick's sweat and cursed to himself as he felt himself begin to harden up, this could prove embarrassing but Nick saved the day.

'Attack me.'

'What?'

'Attack me,' Nick turned his back on Marshall. 'You wanted to learn some moves,' as he spoke he unclipped his jeans and they dropped around his ankles. Marshall needed no further encouragement, once he saw Nick down to his tighty white briefs with his jeans around his ankles he leapt on the slender swimmer still with his own jeans in place. There was a quick flurry of moves and Marshall found himself on his back with Nick straddlinghis belly and grinning down. 'I cheated, I was ready for you,' Nick grinned again and wriggled himself on Marshal's groin. Marshall was lost, Nick's soft bottom pressed on his crotch and the boy's bulked out groin stared him on the face. He could see that Nick was also showing signs of arousal and he could clearly see Nick's penis slowly stretching itself within the taut white cotton. 'I like you, Marsh,' Nick croaked and blushed a little but then he really did it. He wriggled his sweet boy fanny on Marshall's rapidly stiffening cock. 'And I think you like me,' his voice had dropped to just above a whisper.

'I do,' Marshall risked his all and reaching out stroked Nick's taut belly feeling the warmth and hardness of the young swimmer's abdominals. As Nick just gave a contented sigh Marshall reached lower and gently grasped the bulge inside the white briefs. 'Move up a bit,' he ordered staring into Nick's grey eyes.

Grinning Nick shuffled up a bit making sure to rub his sweet ass on Marshall's erection on the way and perched kneeling across Marshall's bare chest.

Marshall reached out again only this time he reached under clasping Nick's soft bottom and moved the boy even closer so that his cotton clad crotch was mere inches away. Then with some effort he bent forwards so that he was able to nuzzle the sweat damp material with dry lips.

'You wouldn't dare,' Nick whispered.

'Wanna bet,' Marshall planted the first of many hot kisses on Nick's now fully aroused but cramped hardness and still contained within his tighty white briefs.

'They won't come in will they?' Nick asked nervously reaching behind where he could now feel Marshall's own erection inside his jeans, he tugged the zip down and felt Marshall almost in the flesh apart from his boxers. 'Big boy,' he grinned and slipped his hand in the boxer's fly finally feeling hot naked flesh in his hand.

'No,' Marshall groaned in pleasure and hooked down the front of Nick's briefs allowing a slender uncircumcised and very hard boy cock to spring free. He had to have it and grabbing Nick's hips pulled the boy right in so that he could finally lick the drooling cherry red glans.

'Oh, my Gawd,' Nick groaned. 'This is so good,' he pulled himself free and with erection waggling tore off Marshall's jeans and boxers and attacked Marshall's jerking cock with his hot, wet mouth. All the same he maneuvered around so that his own hardness was by Marshall's face. Marshall grinned, this kid knew what he was doing, without any prompting he'd gone straight into a sixty niner and he was good. Nick took Marshall's steel hard fiver in deep and sucked as if on a popsicle, Marshall returned the favour. Both were sweaty, slightly funky and as hard as rocks. Marshall grasped Nick's soft white cheeks and pulled the boy in deeply feeling the smooth and copiously oozing glans slide in and out of his gullet. 'I'm gonna pop,' Nick spluttered around Marshall's cock. He then span around grabbing Marshall's hair and held Marshall's head steady and let fly. Poor Marshall nearly choked as his mouth was filled with thick, creamy and very tart spunk. He gobbled and swallowed as Nick let go with a massive cum that almost ran from Marshall's nose. As it was he finished up with spillage on his lips and jaw but then flopped back casually playing with Nick's deflated penis and let his new lover take care of him.

Nick knew what he was at, before he was done he had two fingers deep inside Marshall finger fucking as he sucked and when Marshall exploded be took in every last drop and squeezed Marshall's flaccid pecker dry. Seconds later they were face to face kissing and exchanging spunky kisses oblivious to the noise coming from the other side of the room. Dash and Simon had arived and were very clearly 'at it' in their own little nook.

'We gotta fuck,' Marshall whispered. OK, not very romantic but say it the way you see it was what his dad always said and now he knew Nick was clearly no virgin why not.

'I don't normally fuck on my first date,' Nick grinned but also kept his voice down. 'Have you done things with the other two?'

'Yeah.' Marshall kissed Nick on his tippy up nose. I was hoping that our threesome would become a foursome.'

'As long as everyone gives and takes...'

'Sure, that's the way it is,' Marshall grinned. 'No passengers here.'

'Great, I'm in,' Nick grinned. 'But you and I first.'

'That's a big yes,' Marshall lay back cuddling his new bestest best friend. Well, that was Simon's role really but things were a bit mixed up at present and from the subdued squeaks coming from the other cubby Simon had his hands full, his mouth full or maybe it was his little white bottom but one thing was for sure. Dash was doing all the huffing and puffing and Sy was on the receiving end.

'Let's have a splash, I feel manky,' Nick got to his knees and ducking his head nuzzled Marshall's spunk stained but limp organ. 'We can give that another outing before the afternoon's over.'

'What about a get together for the real thing?' Marshall pushed his agenda.

'Patience, patience,' Nick laughed softly. 'Soon... very soon.'

Both naked they tippy toed by Dash's curtained alcove stiffling giggles as they heard Simon demanding Dash go 'faster' and 'harder' accompanied by the slapping of flesh upon flesh. Once in the sunshine they climbed down from the veranda onto the old jetty and slipped into the water.

'Jeez, that's cold!' Nick sqealed and grabbed Marshall's slippery body as he surfaced alongside.

'Damn right,' Marshall laughed and wrapped his arms around Nick's smooth and wet flesh. After that it was rough and tumble all the way with grab dick and ass being the main aim. After a while they splashed their way to the supports under the veranda and canoodled as the old timers would call it. Mind you, the older folk would probably have boys and girls in mind but Marshall and Nick were beyond that. They'd both tasted each other and were up for more of the same.

'You've got no foreskin,' Nick held Marshall's penis firmly and moved his hand up and down slowly. 'You're not Jewish are you?'

'Not as far as I know,' Marshall grinned. 'We go to the same church as your family.'

'That's true,' Nick nodded. 'Anyway, who cares. I bet you're a good fuck.'

'You'll find out soon enough,' Marshall laughed and pulled Nick back into the water. 'This weekend?' He held Nick around the waist as they stood in the shallow water. 'A fuck for me and a fuck for you,' he could feel Nick's hardness pressing against his.

'Fix it up, Romeo,' Nick glued his lips to Marshall's and his tongue slipped into Marshall's open mouth. 'I gotta have you, Marsh,' he clasped Marshall's buttocks and squeezed the firm flesh.

'Ditto... right now I'd like to take you back in the dry and suck you dry.'

'Catch me,' Nick laughed and breaking free clambered from the water with Marshall in hot pursuit. This time they didn't bother creeping by the other two, they ran in and around the corner into Marshall's alcove and sprawled on the bed still wet and resumed their kissing and wrestling around. This time Marshall laid Nick out flat and crouched between his legs fondling Nick's stiffness until it was totally hard with it's foreskin in retreat and it's dark red glans shiny with dribble as the slender swimmer pumped up into Marshall's eager mouth

'Gawd,' Marshall gobbled as his hands underneath Nick clasped and fondled the firm young buttocks dragging Nick up into his mouth. Nick just sighed and moaned happy with what was happening to him, he'd fancied Marshall for a long time and never had the courage to approach him, being accosted by Marshall in the store had made his day and what had happened since had made it even better.

'Uh, uh,' he jerked his hips upwards into Marshall's sweet suction feeling his juices rising and his scrotum pulling in tight, he was on the verge. 'Yesss...' He flopped back as he felt his red hot sperm shoot up his shaft to be eagerly swallowed by his young lover. It was over too quickly but Marshall's hot and wet mouth stayed on his slippery cock until it began to soften. Both of them ignored the giggles coming from the pair in the next section.

'Your turn,' Nick pushed Marshall flat a few moments later and followed his moves. He too crouched between Marshall's outspread legs and held the boy's circumcised cock upright licking across and around the bulging glans before taking the succulent lump into his mouth and sucking. At the first taste of cum he began to bob his head up and down slipping his wet lips up and down Marshall's thick shaft until he felt the slick knob slide in and out of his throat. As Marshall lifted his hips in urgent movement Nick grasped Marshall't tight bottom and slid his finger in dead centre on a coating of sweat and dampness.

'Oooh...' Marshall warbled as he felt a finger enter his hole and start pumping in and out. That was enough, with belly clenched he thrust into Nick's mouth holding the slender boy tightly and offloaded squirt after sqirt of his bubbling hot spunk deep into Nick's avid swallows. It was all over... their first and only session was done and as both lay alongside lazily kissing and listening to the other two a curtain away they grinned at each other. There'd be more of this and as they gazed and rubbed noses they both knew what came next. The next time they would make love and was all the way.

Final Chapter to come

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