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LOOK, NO HANDS!!
Chapter 4
I knew that Matt would have been angry and probably ended our friendship if he had discovered the truth about what had really happened on the sailing trip. The next day I called round at his house and discovered that my best and oldest friend was already in a foul mood and, after I suggested we take a walk around the district, Matt told me why,
"I know I passed my driving test, but you and Phil are both academic and have great exam results, I'm getting it in the neck because I haven't done so well. My parents want me to repeat the exams, but I know I won't do any better next time round either! I'm just not cut out for that sort of thing!!"
By some accident of fate or subconscious action I steered us towards the headland and the road on which Bobby lived and as we walked, I replied to my friend's remarks,
"I think you are right about not taking the exams again, but maybe what you need to do is come up with a convincing alternative. Play to your strengths rather than emphasise your weaknesses. Let's face it, you're strong, healthy and athletic, why don't you look into using those advantages. I may have it over you in terms of doing well in school work but you are far stronger than I could ever hope to be."
Matt shrugged off my compliment and said morosely,
"OK, but so what? I can't think of anything I could do that would use those so-called advantages to help me convince my parents that I'm not the waste of space they think I am."
I responded to my friend's last remark more sharply than I intended,
"I know they don't think like that, they were just temporarily disappointed for you as much as for themselves, but they'll get over it. I think you'll never get on if you go on being stupid about it."
Matt flushed and said angrily,
"Yeah, that's just it, I'm stupid, even you, my oldest friend and best mate think it. I've had enough! I'm heading back. I'd rather be alone!!"
I tried to stop him, but Matt was angry and determined and he walked off ignoring my shouted requests for him to come back. I was faced with the dilemma of deciding whether to go on with my walk or go after my friend. In the end I decided it was best to leave him to calm down and continue with my walk, which might give me the chance to think about some positive suggestions as to a way forward.
By now I was at the end of the road and entering the coastal path that ran along the headland for several miles. It was a favoured route for ramblers, but on this particular day it was all but deserted. It suddenly occurred to me that I had an ideal opportunity to do some exploratory work and try to find the path that led to the concealed entrance to the cave complex. My quest proved rather more difficult than I had anticipated.
It was relatively easy to pinpoint the area of the headland that was directly above the inlet that led into the cave from the sea, but there was no immediately apparent entrance at my high level. It struck me that there were two options. The first and most unlikely was that the opening was concealed below the level of the top of the cliff and was entered from a ledge that could be accessed from above. I checked this theory out but drew a blank. The alternative suggestion was that entry was gained from further inland. I strayed off the pathway into the scrubland, but could see no obvious path, so I was forced to widen my area of search and look further afield. I first tried looking in the direction that led further along the headland, but the ground was fairly flat with no places that would conceal and entrance. Then I remembered that Bobby had told us the previous day that he had hoped to get to the cave before we had arrived. This suggested that the entrance was nearer his house than I was currently looking. I retraced my steps and walked slowly towards the end of the cliff path, but speeded up when I saw some walkers coming towards me so as to avoid arousing suspicion.
As things turned out, these ramblers did me a favour. The path where we met was narrow and I left them to it, walking a few yards away from the worn area and out onto the scrubland. It was then that I saw something that I had never given much thought to before. About ten yards away from me, there was what appeared to be a large hole in the ground, covered by a large bramble bush. However, when I got closer I saw that there was a small gap between the bush and the dark back wall of the hole. I waited until the rambling group had moved some distance away and then went over to investigate further. My initial observation was correct, there was a small space, which was possible to squeeze through. Avoiding the sharp thorns of the bush, I did just that. To an untrained eye what lay behind was a sheer wall, but I noticed a gap between the ground and the bottom of the rock face. I bent down to investigate and saw immediately that it was possible to slide under the wall and get inside. Checking that nobody was about or watching what I was doing I knelt down and crawled inside. Once there, a large area opened above me and I was easily able to stand up and survey the scene. As my eyes became accustomed to the dark, I also saw that there was a gently sloping pathway that led down through the rocks. Treading cautiously and staying close to the wall, I made my way cautiously along the path and down to the back entrance of the cave, which was lit by the reflected light that streamed in from the inlet.
Although at this point I expected to be meeting my horny friends the following day, I could not resist the urge to sit in the cavern and have a wank. I settled down in a comfortable spot, undid my tight jeans and pulled them and my underwear down to my ankles and began to caress the shaft of my cock as it gradually grew to hardness. The memories from the previous day aided my task and, within minutes, I was rock hard and ready to bring myself off. I slicked up my hands with spit and began what I hoped would be a leisurely masturbation. I had just got into my stride when I was disturbed by the sound of an outboard engine cutting out. The noise had come from fairly close by and so I moved as quickly as I could given that my jeans and underwear were at my ankle to conceal myself in the same place that Bobby had hidden the day before.
I was just in time, because as I reached my sanctuary I saw the shadow of a small boat enter the inlet and head towards the sea edge of the cave. From my vantage point I got a clear view of the sailor in the incoming boat, but even though I had never met him, I did recognise him. The new arrival was the owner of the largest employer in the town and I had seen his face often in the local newspaper and his name was David Grainger. David was a tall, dark-haired, handsome man who looked pretty good for someone of his age, which I put at about forty. He was dressed casually for sailing and was wearing a small yachting cap, a T-shirt and loose-fitting jeans. I was puzzled as to why someone like David Grainger would not just know about the inlet and its cave, but actually make use of it and for what purpose. Initially, I assumed that the weather had turned bad and that he had accidentally stumbled on the inlet while looking for some shelter.
Concerned not to be seen, I had hastily pulled up my underwear and jeans and moved further back behind my protective pile of rocks where I found a convenient place to watch from without being seen. I did not want to try to make my escape because I did not believe I could get away undetected, although I was not sure what I was running away from. As I watched, however, things became clearer.
As I sat there observing the scene, David Grainger moved back to his boat and leaned in over the side and said quietly,
"It's OK, you can come ashore, there's nobody about. This place is deserted!"
A moment later a shock of blond hair appeared from below the level of the rock and slowly a teenager pulled himself up onto dry land. Even from a distance he looked amazing. He was tall with well-defined features on his face, piercing blue eyes and a perfect body most of which was unclothed. His skin was as fair as the rest of him and covered in light golden brown, thin body hair and his only covering was a very tight pair of swimming trunks that showed off his curving arse cheeks and bulging cock and balls to perfection. I did not know who this vision was but my prick was ending out signals of increasing excitement. My immediate reaction was that this must be the older man's son and that they were out for a day of relaxation and, as I had earlier surmised, called into the cave because of adverse weather. Again, I was wrong.
As soon as the youth was safely on dry land and looking around him in wonder and the size of the cave he was in, to my amazement, David Grainger walked up close beside him and began to run his hands sensuously over the teenager's exposed flesh. This was certainly not the action of a father and son, or at least not in my experience it wasn't. Nor was the next action that occurred as the older man gently eased the tight fitting swim wear off the youth's waist and lowered it to the ground, leaving him completely naked. As the teenager turned towards David, I got my first look at his perfect body with the rock hard, uncut cock sticking proudly out in front of it and surrounded by a beautiful mound of natural blond pubic hair. The older man smiled at his young partner and said,
"Simon, I can never tire of that beautiful sight!"
Without even removing any of his own clothes, David knelt down and took the skin covered tip of Simon's dick between his lips and slowly eased the foreskin back to expose the pink gland beneath and I heard the teenager give out an audible and delightful sigh of pleasure as more of the engorged penis was swallowed into the older man's mouth. It was clear that this was not the first time that this had happened because Simon began to control events and determined the amount of his shaft that was allowed to enter David's mouth and throat as well as the speed of that invasion. The older man kept his head still as the teenager face fucked him, but David used his hands to explore the shape of Simon's arse cheeks before entering his tight hole with first one, then several more, fingers. The teenager squirmed as he felt the invasion of his love channel but maintained a steady rhythm as he drove his dick in and out of the older man's throat. I was finding the scene exciting and was undecided whether to make my presence known and a little unsure what sort of reception I would receive if I did. Once again my jeans and underwear were at my ankles and my prick was hard with the piss slit oozing pre-cum and demanding attention.
At the other end of the cave, Simon suddenly paused and I thought that he was about to empty his ball juice into David's waiting throat, but instead he removed the cock from the mouth, the glans now fully exposed and the piss slit flared and ready and slapped it against the side of his older partner's face. David took note of the signal, removed his fingers from the teenager's well-prepared arse and stood up. Simon reached over and unzipped the older man's jeans and they fell easily to the floor and he stepped out of them. As he was helped by his partner to take off his T-shirt, I now realised that David was wearing no underwear and he was not surprisingly displaying a large hard cock. Like his partner, David was uncut but the head was completely exposed and the skin bunched tightly under the rim of his helmet. The blond haired teenager smiled lovingly first at his partner and then at the erect cock that bobbed expectantly from David's groin. Without further ado, Simon was on his knees and slurping the older man's cock into his mouth as David rested a steadying hand on the top of his head and eased himself further into the waiting throat. This activity continued for several moments before the older man said something that I did not hear and the horny teenager stood up and he and the older man rearranged themselves so that David was now sitting on the floor of the cave with Simon kneeling astride his body.
Once they were comfortable, the teenager guided his rampant cock back towards his older partner's welcoming lips. As Simon's dick entered his mouth, David resumed probing the horny youth's love channel with his fingers, causing him to moan with pleasure. More and more of the blond teen's prick disappeared into the older man's throat and soon Simon was leaning forward with most of his body suspended over David's head and beyond. The older partner thrust his mouth up and down the shaft, licking and sucking it with obvious pleasure. The scene was really turning me on and my hand was working up and down the shaft of my rock hard dick in time with the sucking action on Simon's cock.
Just when I thought that the teenager was about to unload his ball juice into his partner's throat, things changed again. As if some secret and silent signal had been given, Simon withdrew his cock from David's mouth, slid back down his body and impaled himself of his partner's rampant dick in one swift movement.
For what seemed like several minutes, the horny teenager rode up and down his older partner's cock, engulfing the whole length and then pulling off until only the head was still inside him. As Simon was being ridden, every time it came within range, David leaned forward and took the exposed glans of the teenager's dick between his lips. Suddenly, the teenager lifted himself completely off the older man's prick and thrust forward so that it went straight into his throat. I could tell from the swallowing movements of David's throat that he was receiving a load of Simon's ball juice. By way of confirmation, the blond youth was groaning as he emptied his spunk into the waiting mouth,
"Oh .. yes!!! .. oh .. yes!! .. oh .. yes!!!!"
By now, my own balls were churning and I knew that I would soon be spilling my cum all over the cave floor, as I wanked my rock hard shaft with increasing fervour. I'm not sure why but I was worried that I might reveal my presence when I reached my climax so I stifled any temptation to make a noise when the time came. On reflection it would not have mattered for two reasons. First, the other two people that I was observing were engaged in activity that would hardly put them in a position to say anything and they might have even enjoyed a third party getting involved. The second reason occurred to me at the time, which was that Simon and David were so deeply involved with what they were doing they would hardly have noticed another noise.
As soon as the torrent of jizz had dried to a trickle and even that had been licked clean by his older partner, Simon lay back and allowed his legs to be held in the air as David entered the welcoming arse hole with his still hard love pole. The cock went deep inside the teenager's arse and, for a moment, all was still but then the older man started to pump in and out with increasing speed. Simon writhed in ecstasy each time David's dick teased his prostate and I noticed that, despite his recent climax, the teenager's cock was once again soon rock hard. Sweat was pouring from the older man and dripping down onto his youthful partner's body to mingle with the teenager's sweat. David was grunting and straining as he worked on and out of Simon's arse. Just as I thought the end was approaching, the horny blond moved again and turned so that he was on all fours and David entered him from behind, doggy fashion.
I was amazed at the older man's stamina and staying power. He slid his cock in and out of the willing teenager's hole, slapping his stomach against the young blond youth's firm cheeks each time he was fully inside. Sometimes as he prepared to re-enter Simon, David gave his horny partner a playful tap on the arse before he did so. The air was filled with the sound of slapping and tapping as the rhythm of the fuck intensified.
Meanwhile, my own orgasm was upon me and I released my hold on my prick shaft and watched as it stayed still for a moment before firing several ropes of pearly white spunk out of my piss slit and onto the floor of the cave that was giving me such a good hiding place. My personal climax only distracted me momentarily from the scene a few feet away from me on the other side of the cave complex. It was clear that David was finally about to unleash his spunk deep in Simon's bowels and, after one final withdrawal and re-entry, the older man slumped forward and leaned heavily against his youthful partner. The guttural grunting noise that filled the air told me that David was filling his teenage partner's tight hole with his sticky cum. I could see that Simon was clenching his arse muscles as he sought to intensify the pleasure for himself and David. I also noticed that, despite the fact that he had already shot one load down his partner's throat, the randy teenager's cock fired a second copious amount of teen cream onto the ground beneath him just before his partner's spend cock was withdrawn with a plop from his anal passage.
Not surprisingly, the exhausted David slumped to the floor and lay there for several moments in order to recover, but with a satisfied smile on his face. Simon lay down close by equally worn out by his exertions, but, like his older partner, grinning broadly. I looked at my watch and realised that I had been down in the caves far longer that I had intended but aware that to move would be to reveal my hiding place, so I was forced to wait a little longer. Despite his desire to rest, David also looked at his watch and whispered quietly,
"That, Simon, was as amazing as it always is with you!! Thanks, I've had a wonderful time, but I'm afraid, we'll have to be getting back."
Simon nodded and responded,
"It was awesome!! Thank you, David!! Let's get dressed if we have to go, but tell me when we can next spend some time together, please!!"
The older man eased himself over to the pile of clothes and began to put them on and as he did so answered his young friend's question,
"Later in the week, I hope, I'll call you on your mobile."
The blond teenager was slowly pulling his swimming trunks back on and nodded at the older man's reply.
Moments later, the pair were back in the boat and David was slowly manoeuvring back into the small inlet in preparation for the return journey. As soon as it was safe, I pulled up my jeans and underwear and emerged from my hiding place and climbed quickly back up the path to the cliff top. I must have made a wrong turn because I emerged in a different place from the hole I had entered by. This was a much better and safer way in and out than the previous one. I emerged under the canopy of a very large tree, which gave considerable protection to the hidden entry point. If seen, anyone emerging from under the tree could have been just using it to shelter from the weather or as a convenient place to have a piss. Furthermore, it was much closer to the road where Bobby Bliss lived than the entrance I had used earlier and so now I knew how he had hoped to get down to the cave before we sailed in.
I was a bit late for lunch and was welcomed by the news that Matt had telephoned to apologise and to invite me over for the afternoon. I was pleased that we had made up and told my mum that I would go over there. However, when I did go out after lunch, I was pre-occupied by another matter. I knew the identity of the older man but I had no idea who his blond partner was, other than that his first name was Simon. I would not rest until I knew more and hoped that one of my fellow sex partners might throw some light on his identity and how we might be able to engineer a proper meeting with both him and David Grainger.
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