A HYMN TO BOYS IN BRIEFS - 2
by JUSTIN SHORTS (scott_justin51@hotmail.com)
If you are coming to this fresh, it would be best to read Canto One first, which is also on Nifty. I am grateful to Nifty for publishing this, a poem rather than prose, but following my usual themes. Thanks too for those who commented on Canto One. Suggestions welcome, as ever!
CANTO TWO
The days crept by, the days crept slowly by, And all I thought of was the coming night. I pictured his arrival at the door And worked out various role-plays in my mind.
And when that evening came, I was prepared. I hoped he would agree to watch some fun In kit, take in a favourite film with me, Sit by me on the sofa as we watched.
Of course, this schoolboy might be new to porn, Might hesitate to watch boys give their all, Strip off their tight blue jeans, wank in their briefs, Slow lingering shots of big hard hot young cocks.
Of hard young cocks being stroked and standing proud Of precum weeping from their glistening tips, Of moaning, groaning, sighing sounds of fun The creamy gushing fountains from young guns.
I had a choice to offer, boys in soccer kit, Or maybe lads in speedos at the pool, Another was my personal favourite: A group of sailor boys in nylon briefs and shorts.
This last was one I'd made myself, In which young English sailors posed for me. One scene in this was very hot A handsome threesome, Jason, Steve and Lee.
These kids were teens, all seventeen-year-olds, They wore their own white sailor uniforms And underneath my choice of nylon briefs and thongs. You want to know what happens? Well here goes.
Each lad was hand-picked, chosen for his assets, Steve for his cock, a monster of a thing. Jason was a boy-babe, a classic blue-eyed sweetie, And Lee the bait, the gay kid on the block.
Lee was a cute lad whom the straight boys trusted I knew he had a way of taming them; The other two would open up before him, They trusted him, and therefore trusted me.
The three came to my flat one evening Ready for active service in their uniforms. Each had been given items from me earlier To wear beneath their tightly-fitting whites.
My room was all set up for filming, Well-lit, with sofas placed to show the boys off best. I thought it best to start with each in solo wank scenes And later link the lads in pairs for sex.
I had agreed with Lee that I would film him first, To show the other boys what to expect. I also hoped the sight would turn them on, Watching their shipmate slowly strip and jerk.
And so as Steve and Jason both sat down and watched, Lee sprawled on the sofa and I began to film. He knew the ropes, he quickly got a hard-on, Pulled up his top, unzipped the trouser fly.
Slipped in his hand, caressed his hot hard cockhead, Opened the flap, showed us his glistening underwear, Some satin briefs, light blue, a silky texture, Trapping his proud young manhood underneath.
He shucked his whites, lay back in briefs and teeshirt, Massaged his well-filled bulging mound, Pressed and caressed the swelling satin, The cock, the balls, so juicy, fat and round.
He groaned, he moaned, lost in teenboy pleasure, He slipped his hand beneath the flimsy cloth And gripped his hot hard prick and wanked it And precum juices soaked the pale blue briefs.
I knew he would not last much longer I saw the spunk about to shoot He flipped his gorgeous cock from out his briefs And pulled the foreskin back to show the knob.
His cock was glistening as he wanked it, The precum dripping down the shaft He lay right back, pulled up his teeshirt Exposed the smoothness of his boyish chest.
This sailor boy was hot and very horny And desperate to shoot his spunk With one lost groan he lifted upwards And sprayed his boycum with a spurt.
The boys beside me watched in awestruck silence As their hot shipmate shot his sailor cum In front of them, and me behind the camera Catching every gleaming detail of his wank.
They knew that soon it would be their turn to lie Upon the sofa and undress themselves. Each one would work on his erection And get a hard-on fit to fill the screen.
I was planning to film first Steve, then Jason, But they had other thoughts themselves. They asked to sit together on the sofa Side by side, and work towards a mutual wank.
Oh yes' I said, that's good, of course, no problem'. The very thought was hot indeed to me. If they were ready now to work together The future was looking promising indeed.
At first the boys looked tense and very nervous, Then gradually they started to relax. Steve lightly stroked his bulging boyish package, And cute young Jason began to follow suit.
I zoomed in on their hot young centres As hands began to toy with zips and flies. Then Jason reached across to feel up Steven Whose hard-on grew to an enormous size.
Soon flies were gaping open, briefs were showing, Bulging sexily beneath the flaps. Jason wore white briefs, Steve had black ones, Each pair was well-filled, skimpy, hot and tight.
A kid will always want to show his assets In something that he thinks displays them best. Gay or straight, lads need to show their cocks off To best advantage, in sexy briefs or shorts.
By now each boy was feeling up the other, Rubbing their hard-ons through their bulging briefs, So crudely done, so horny, so exciting, I watched how each one turned the other on.
The groaned, they moaned, two teen boys lost in pleasure, Soft murmurings of cockfun filled the air. My camera took in every bit of action As hands slipped over nylon briefs.
The sound of well-packed shimmering nylon Encasing big-dicked sailor boys Sliding over trapped and tingling hard-ons Was music to my ears, and Lee's.
He watched, I filmed, the boys were leaking freely Into their slinky nylon briefs. Steve's gossamer black ones bulged with cockmeat, Whilst Jason's bush showed through thin mesh.
There was no kissing from these straight lads, Only intent on mutual masturbation. They yearned for orgasm, rich and creamy, Uncomplicated spunking, minimum affection.
`OK, let's see those big hard teencocks. Flip them free from out your briefs. I want to see you wank each other And spurt your cumloads up your chests.'
First Jason eased his hard young cock free >From the waistband of his briefs, His precum glistened at his knob tip; He stroked the quivering youthful shaft.
Steve's black nylon briefs were soaking, Sodden with the flood of juice. Now he pulled them slowly downwards, His nine-inch weapon shuddered loose.
I gasped, Lee gulped, Steve's cock was throbbing, A gorgeous, luscious, glistening stick. The size of him was just amazing, So hard, so juicy, long and thick.
Both boys had now resumed their wanking, Each took the other's cock in hand, Long luscious strokes, such tender jerking, All even better than I'd planned.
And now each boy was close to cumming, Each ready for a load of spunk. Lost in his ecstasy, a gentle moaning Came from Steve's throat, the teenboy hunk.
Jason too was lost in murmurs, As Steve jerked on his glistening shaft. Both teenage boys were cutely vulnerable As they neared the edge of bliss.
Steve came first, a white-hot torrent Spurted from his quivering tip. A moment later, Jason followed; The creamy boypunk spurted forth.
The sight of floods of creamy teencum, The groans of boys in ecstasy, All this I captured on the camera, The scene was hot, even for me.
And this was just the start, for later on, I filmed a horny threesome with these boys. Lee sucked on Steve's fat dripping hard-on, As Jason worked his cock up young Lee's arse. . So this was the film I had to show to Jake, Should this lad be keen to have some fun. I hoped to get some film of him that night, In shiny sexy soccer shorts and shirt.
To see him lying back and wanking hard, Hand down his shorts, jerking his teenboy cock Was my fond hope, and next to that I wanted him to wank me off as well.
By setting up the timer and remote I should catch all the scene on DVD. Capture my seduction of the lad, And focus on the glory of his cock.
Enough imaginings, the time was near When Jake would cross the threshold of my door. Excitedly I watched and longed for him. A moment more. A ring. Yes, he was here.
That's all so far, but I am working on Canto Three. Thoughts for the future welcome. Should I go on? If you enjoy having fun in briefs, get in touch. scott_justin51@hotmail.com