Luke's Big Adventure

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Luke's big adventure - 2

A story by Steve Rose

As it happened, it was quite a while before Luke and Mike were able to test out their compatibility with each other, nor did either of them get to see Jake. The sudden arrival of Mike's aunt, uncle and cousins had led to him being required to help out with their entertainment. Meanwhile, Jake's parents had decided to take him off on a sightseeing trip to London for a week. As for Luke, he had returned to swimming training, after the coach had told him that he understood the reason he had been absent the previous week but it had to end. Indeed, at the first training session, which he attended on his own, the coach had commented that even the short break from training had had an impact and his timings were down. He, therefore, scheduled, extra sessions, not least because there was an important event coming up very shortly. With his friends both away, `Fish' was more than happy to agree to the revised schedule. Luke would train on his own in the morning and then Chris, the new training partner, would join him in the afternoon.

After a few days, Luke's fitness and speed had picked up quite a bit and the coach seemed genuinely pleased. Chris continued to wander around the changing area completely naked and `Fish' secretly enjoyed looking at his body and especially his cock but remained un willing to follow suit. The coach came into the changing room and said,

`OK, guys, listen up. I have been giving some thought to the event next week and I'm sure you'll do well in your individual events, but we also need to sort out a relay team. I've spoken to another coach and he has two swimmers that he thinks would be suitable. I've invited them to come to tomorrow afternoon's session.'

Luke looked queryingly at the coach and Chris said,

`Sounds good. Do we know them, uncle Paul?'

`Fish' suddenly realised that Chris and his coach were related and he looked surprised as he waited for the response.

`No, Chris, I don't but I'm told they are very good and will complement you and Luke as a team because one is a backstroke swimmer and the other butterfly. Anyway, you'll meet them tomorrow but now hurry up and get dressed if you want a lift home. I'll see you in the car park'

The coach left the two teenagers to finish dressing and

Luke had carefully put on his underwear before unwrapping his towel and was finishing dressing and Chris was doing the same as he said,

`I didn't realise he was your uncle.'

`Yeah. He's my mum's brother, but until now he has not really wanted to coach me because I've got a bad discipline record and I think he's secretly afraid of my mum. However, when he lost Ahmad, he finally gave in and agreed. Everyone says he is very good.'

`Fish' nodded and replied,

`Yes, he's a good coach, tough but fair, I'd say. I can see why he wouldn't want to coach you because of the conflict between discipline and family loyalty.'

Chris picked up his wet swimming things and put them in his bag and headed towards the door of the changing room and as he left said,

Yeah! Fish', see you tomorrow!'

Luke remained alone for a few more minutes and then jogged back home. He was looking forward to the following day with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He found out that he had been worrying unnecessarily when he arrived for the extra training the next morning and Paul, the coach, told him that he was happy with his progress but would like to continue with the extra sessions for a while longer. In the afternoon, Chris arrived early and joined Luke to wait for the new additions to their training group. The door swung open and a dark-haired teenager came in, followed by another identical youngster. The first boy said,

`Hi, I'm Zac and this is my younger twin brother, Adam. I see you're already changed and ready to go. We won't take a minute to join you.'

Chris and Luke introduced themselves and `Fish' said,

`How do people tell you apart?'

`Truth is, they don't. Sometimes even our mum gets us confused. It can be a great advantage. In terms of swimming Zac is backstroke and I'm butterfly.'

`And he doesn't half make a lot of mess doing it', Zac added speaking for the first time.

The two newcomers were identical in every detail, including their uncut cocks that hung down from a mass of pubic hair at the top of their muscular legs. They had just pulled on their speedos when Paul came into the changing room and announced,

`OK, guys, thanks for all of you being on time because we've got a lot of work to do today. First do some lengths to get yourself warmed up and then we'll sort out this relay.'

The teenagers quickly made their way to the pool and happily dived in and started swimming a few lengths. When Paul deemed that they had warmed up enough, he called the four teenagers over to the side of the pool. The coach was perched on the edge in such a way that, as they looked up at him, his crotch was on full view to the youngsters.

OK. The running order for the relay is backstroke, that's you, Zac; Breaststroke, Fish'; Adam, butterfly and Chris last with the free-style. We need to practice the change-overs first. The race is likely to be tight so let's make them as smart as we can.'

Not surprisingly, Paul had managed to look at the wrong twin as he spoke, causing each of them to giggle.

`Oh, sorry, did I get you the wrong way round?'

`Yes, coach, but don't worry, we know what we're supposed to be doing! Do you want to do a complete run through?'

The coach nodded and Zac got into the water and took up the starting position for his backstroke and immediately set off the second Paul said go'. Chris and Luke watched as the teenager made steady progress through the water and admired his turn at the far end and the acceleration as he ploughed through to where the next swimmer was waiting. When Zac was closing fast towards the end of his lap, Paul manoeuvred Luke towards the side of the pool and the moment the backstroke swimmer touched he whispered now' and the teenager dived in and resurfaced some distance down the pool and began his steady breaststroke towards the distant end and then turned for home. Adam in a moment of over-anticipation, went a fraction too early and Paul called out `stop'.

On the second attempt the team went well. Adam dived in on time this time and swam powerfully and fast and Chris swimming free-style finished particularly strongly.

`Well done, lads. That was much better, but we need to do it until it just becomes second-nature. You're all strong swimmers and I think you stand a good chance provided you don't screw up the hand-overs.'

A chorus of `yes, coach' came from the four teenagers.

The group continued practicing the handovers for quite a while after the coach had given them the pep talk and eventually he was satisfied that they had done enough for the day and called the session to an end. The quartet trooped back to the changing room and, as usual, Luke disappeared into one of the showers and closed the door. Adam and Zac gave Chris with a questioning look and the young teen merely shrugged in response. Luke, who emerged from his shower already clad in his underwear, saw that the other three were still wandering around in various stages of undress and were discussing the upcoming swimming event and he happily joined in while he completed dressing. Paul appeared at the door and said,

`Hurry up, guys, we have to get out within the next few minutes, but I want to see you all again tomorrow afternoon at the same time as today. And, Luke and Chris, I'll see you bright an early tomorrow morning for training in your individual styles.'

Without any argument, the four teenagers nodded and got dressed as quickly as they could.

With his friends away, eating well and having several nights of good deep sleep, Luke was not only as fit as he had been before the incident with the young kids he rescued but had managed to surpass himself in terms of speed and strength. He still couldn't manage to go for more than a day without having a wank but he restricted himself to just one, deeming it a sacrifice for gaining success at his swimming.

The next few days followed the same pattern and the relay team were really doing well, Luke improved his tumble-turn technique and the coach was really pleased with how things had developed. The date of the event was now only a couple of days away and Paul gathered his charges together to explain the arrangements,

`You will be swimming on Saturday and Sunday, but we will be joining the rest of our regional team on Thursday and join the team bus. You will be staying in a hostel, two to a room. I presume Adam and Zac will share one room and that means Luke and Chris will take another. We will have access to the venue on Friday and have two hours for training and swimming practice. The heats for individual and relay events will take place on Saturday and, as I expect you all to qualify, the finals will be on Sunday. If you want parents and friends to come, the last day will be the best for them to do so. After the event finishes, we will all travel back together in the team bus. OK?'

The teenagers signified their acceptance of the coach's comments and prepared to return home.

Luke was excited to tell his parents and Mike and Jake both of whom were now back in circulation now that their various family activities had concluded. As might be expected, the teenager's parents were more than keen to go to watch their son compete and also offered to take Mike as well. Luke thanked them for their support and then asked,

`Do you think Jake would like to come along as well? He's very friendly with Mike.'

Once his parents had raised no objection, Luke wasted no time in messaging his best friend with the news. Within seconds, the teenager's phone rang and Mike was on the line,

`Can you talk?'

`Sure.'

`I've missed you. My dick is getting hard just hearing your voice. Can't wait to have another sleepover.'

`Sorry, Mike, not until after the swimming championships. I've got to conserve my energy, but once they are over, we'll get together very soon.'

`With Jake, too?'

`Sure, if he wants to. I've asked my dad if he can come with you to the swimming and he said OK.'

`I've no doubt he'll want another sleepover and to come to the swimming. I only hope we manage to keep ourselves under control when we watch you and all the other guys in their speedos!'

`Just try hard not to and save everything for when we meet! Gotta go, mum's summoning for my dinner. I'm so glad you're back. Talk again soon.'

During the conversation, Luke had felt the self-same stirring in his cock that Mike had referred to, but his self-discipline and ambition to succeed with his swimming opportunity meant that he let it subside. The teenager hoped that by the time the swimming event was over and he and Mike and, possibly Jake, could get together, his balls would be full to overflowing.

The coach taking them to the aquatic centre where the swimming would take place was almost full when Luke and his three fellow-competitors boarded but they all managed to find seats that were not too far apart from each other. The rest of the coach was full of noisy youngsters, some slightly older and a few slightly younger and for many, including Luke, this was the first important event they had evet attended.

The swimmers were dropped at their hostel and were allocated to their rooms. As expected Luke was sharing with Chris, something the teen was not exactly enthusiastic about. Although on a personal level the pair got on well, they were direct opposites in terms of tidiness; Luke liked everything neat and ordered, Chris created a mess wherever he went. Similarly while Luke liked his privacy, his roommate was only too willing to flaunt his naked body on any and every occasion he could safely do so. Such was the scene shortly after the pair had returned to their room after dinner. Luke disappeared into the small bathroom and emerged in a pair of boxer shorts, ready for bed, but Chris was standing naked and showing no sign of getting ready to sleep. Smiling broadly and conspiratorially at his friend, the teenager walked to the bathroom and went inside, leaving the door ajar. Luke heard the splash of his urine into the bowl but there was no flush, instead there was a slapping sound that indicated that Chris was wanking. Tempting though it was, the shy teenager decided not to rise to the bait and pretended to be asleep when his friend returned and, still naked, climbed into the other bed, looked across at the other bed and winked at its occupant as he said `goodnight'.

The practice and training sessions in the aquatic centre the following day went well and all the team's coaches were complimentary of not only the effort but also the overall performance the group had put in. Paul, who had been selected as head coach, addressed the group giving them encouragement and amping up their personal enthusiasm, even though he knew some of the younger members of the team might struggle to get past the heats. As he concluded his pep talk, the coach advised his team to eat well, relax, get plenty of restful sleep and save all their energy for the following day.

When they got back to their room, Chris winked at Luke and said,

`What do you think uncle Paul meant by saving our energy?'

`I don't really know.'

`Of course you do, Luke. He meant we should toss ourselves off tonight, something I'm sure you would never do anyway and certainly the night be racing.'

Luke blushed and nodded in response and indicated that did not want the conversation to continue but his roommate continued,

`Was that a yes to say you never wank or that you don't wank just before a competition? I can believe the latter but not the former. And as you probably know already I do both! In fact I'm going to have one now.'

The randy teen got up with his rock-hard cock on full display and walked to the toilet again leaving the door ajar and Luke heard the same regular slapping noise he had heard the night before as the horny teen pleasured himself. On this occasion Chris gave out a low moan as he climaxed and Luke felt a stirring in his own cock but remained determined not to give in to temptation.

The heats began the following morning and, as Paul had predicted, a few of the younger members of team, while doing well, failed to qualify for the finals. The coaches gave their fullest support to these youngsters keen to ensure that their disappointment did not result them giving up the sport. In contrast all of Paul's group did succeed in qualifying. Luke won his heat as did Chris and Adam, Zac, however, came in a disappointing second but still qualified as the fastest loser. Again, the coach spent time with the disappointed member of the group and offering useful hints as to how he might improve his performance the following day. In between the heats the team watched their fellow competitors in their individual events. When it came to the relay, Zac redeemed his poor performance of earlier in the day, by beating the teenager that had won his heat and giving Luke a healthy lead which he gradually extended. Adam maintained but did not increase the lead so that when Chris plunged in to swim the final leg he was already well beyond being caught but he rubbed in his superiority by romping home a long way ahead of the competition. As the relay was the final race of the day, the whole team was cheering the heroes who had won their heat so convincingly, even Paul was willing to heap praise on the quartet,

`Great swim, guys and great teamwork. Your rivals were a strong bunch but tomorrow will be harder so, don't rest on your laurels. Lots of sleep and come back tomorrow raring to go.'

That night even Chris seemed to take the following day's events seriously and, to Luke's surprise, he went to bed without his ritual wank. There was no banter either and both teenagers went to sleep quickly.

The following morning, the finals began and Luke was pleased to see his parents, Mike and Jake sitting in the front row of the spectators' balcony. He gave them a cheery wave as he took his place in the area reserved for his team and was pleased to see all four of his favourite people responding with broad smiles. Every member of each team seemed to have at least one person there to support them and Luke noted where those supporting Chris, Adam and Luke were sitting.

The first event was to be the backstroke final. Along with his fellow competitors and Zac's parents gave him a big cheer as he appeared at the side of the pool ready to take his starting position. Once all the competitors were in the pool and had taken up their starting positions, the official in charge announced the event and, after only a brief pause, started the race. Unlike in the heats, Zac made a good start and was holding his own with the leaders. He made a great turn and briefly held the lead coming down the return length but was gradually overhauled by an older swimmer who pushed him into a very creditable second place by little more than a fingertip. Although disappointing, everyone on the team regarded the outcome as something of a triumph given what had happened the day before.

The second to swim was Adam, Zac's twin, and several in the audience did not realise immediately that it was not the same person, much to amusement of the boys' parents. Like his brother, Adam did very well in the butterfly race but came third in a very close finish. Again, the team rallied around giving their disappointed friend sympathetic support.

Luke's was the next race and he got a loud cheer from his parents, Mike and Jake when he came into the swimming pool area and took his place on the starting block. The shouting got louder once the race began, although the teenager did not really hear it as he was concentrating on his swimming. He finished the first length in the lead, made a perfect tumble turn and led all the way home, winning by a metre. Grinning widely he got out of the water and was mobbed by his team mates, all anxious to congratulate him.

The final individual race was the free-style and Chris was the team's top choice for the race because he was the fastest of all his peers but was also a bit erratic. On this particular day he was focussed and, like Luke, he ran away with a win, again being mobbed by his team members.

There was a short delay while the divers took their turn and then the whole event was brought to an end with a series of relay races. Having already won honours for themselves, Luke and Chris were keen to ensure that Adam and Zac did not come away empty handed. That determination was matched by the twins who were still smarting from their earlier defeats. Zac gave the team a good start, swimming better than he had done in the individual event. Luke sustained and slightly improved their position and Adam did likewise. Chris entered the pool a short distance behind the leader but his powerful strokes and speed through the water enabled him to catch up. The leading two swimmers were alternating for the lead as the finish came into view and, with a last gasp effort, Chris managed to touch first. The sets of parents all exploded with delight as did all the other team members who rushed to congratulate the quartet who were in the middle of the melee hugging each other.

In the changing room Paul congratulated the winners and commiserated with the losers but professed himself more than satisfied with everyone's efforts over the two days.

Luke spoke for the team when he thanked the coach for all his support and the hard work he had put in to get the team to where it was at the event.

It was getting late and there would only be a little time between getting dressed and re-joining the coach to go back home. Everyone changed as quickly as possible and went out to talk to parents and friends before getting their belongings from the hostel.

Luke received a warm hug from his parents and Mike pulled his best friend very close and there was no doubt that the hardness that pressed against the young teen's leg was definitely not `a roll of quarters'. Jake's embrace was more discreet but he did manage to give the English teenager's cock a gentle squeeze before he disengaged.

Mike grinned and said,

`Two fantastic wins, mate! I'm proud to have you as a friend and I can't wait to see you again and catch up on what's been happening while I was away.'

`Me too.' the American teen said in agreement.

Luke's dad then made a surprisingly welcome suggestion,

`Look it's a long journey home so if your parents were agreeable you could sleep at our house and go back home sometime in the morning. I expect Luke will not be back until late but you would have a chance to talk first thing before you go.'

`Wow, Mr Townsend, would that be OK? I'm sure my parents would agree.'

`Mine, too,' added Jake, trying hard to suppress his excitement at the prospect.

Luke had also found his dad's suggestion amazingly exciting and merely said,

`Thanks, dad. It's a great idea and I hope I won't be too late as I know you and mum have to be out early tomorrow. We'll probably sleep in for a bit but that's not a problem, is it?'

With the arrangement agreed, Luke hurried back to the hostel to collect his bags. Chris was still there surrounded, inevitably, by untidy piles of clothes, some clean; some dirty. The one thing the teenager would not miss was the chaos and untidiness of his roommate, although as a personality Luke had found himself increasingly coming to like the other teenager.

Initially on the coach drive home there had been a lot of excited chatter and Paul had again spent some time offering his thoughts on how things had panned out. Among other things, he wanted to reassure everyone that he was proud of all of them and looked forward to coaching them in the future. He hoped that they could have a full team meeting and debrief in a few days' time. Again team members expressed their appreciation of Paul's efforts and support and looked forward to the meeting to discuss ways of improving their performance. After a short while, the chatter gradually that died down and many of the travellers, including Luke, dozed for most of the way. When they arrived at the drop-off point, Luke's dad was parked close by and the teenager, Chris and Paul got off. The coach gave Luke a hug and so did Chris, who whispered,

`Keep in touch.'

Luke nodded, thanked the coach again for all his help, called a general, `See you' to any remaining team members and got in his dad's car to go home.

Needless to say, on his arrival home, Mrs Townsend had provided a veritable feat of snack and other more substantial food. Somehow, Mike and Jake had managed to hold back until their friend arrived. Much of the beautiful spread was demolished very quickly once Luke appeared. The teenager was wracking his brains to work out how to get himself and his friends upstairs to his room, but he was saved by his mother, who said,

`Well, I'm sure it's been a long day for all of us, especially our champion swimmer. I bet he wants to get to bed and have a good long sleep, so why don't you boys go up now?'

Gratefully, though not for the reason their friend's well-intention mum had provided, the three teenagers agreed and went off to Luke's room.

As soon as the door was closed, Mike pulled his best friend towards him and said,

`I hope you're not too tired. I've been looking forward to you fucking me for days and now you are a champion, that's even better.'

As he spoke the randy teenager ran his hands all over Luke's crotch and grabbed hold of the outline of his cock and Jake, who was nodding in agreement with Mike, began running his hand over his friend's arse cheeks and said,

`Guys, I think we are a bit overdressed don't you think?'

Luke allowed his friends to unzip his jeans and remove his t-shirt, leaving him just in his socks and a pair of bulging jockey shorts. Jake was busy removing Mike's clothes and succeeded in pulling his jeans and underwear down in one go allowing the horny British teen to step out of the clothes and his shoes. As Mike removed his polo shirt, Luke undressed Jake and, as he leaned forward to pull down the American's tight jeans, he allowed his mouth and tongue to lick and suck the outline of the cut head of the teenager's cock, bringing a loud moan of pleasure from the young man.

Once they were all naked, Mike, as usual, took over organising things and had the three teenagers lying in such a way that they each had access to a cock. Luke was having his cock sucked by Jake, who was being sucked by Mike, with Luke sucking him to complete the connections. The host was struggling very quickly and reluctantly pulled his cock out of Jake's mouth and pulled off Mike's and gasped,

`Please slow down, I've got a week's worth of cum in my balls and I'm likely to spill it very quickly.'

`Not before you've fucked me. I've waited almost as long as you and I want your spunk coating my insides!' Mike exclaimed, after letting go of Jake's dick.

The horny teenager scooted himself round the bed and repositioned his body so that Luke could slide his cock between his arse cheeks and into his hole and signalled Jake to kneel in such a way that his cut cock was within reach of the randy teen's welcoming mouth.

Luke moved directly behind his best friend and used a small amount of his own pre-cum to lubricate the entrance to Mike's inner sanctum and Jake also provided some of his pre-cum to make it even slicker. Luke eased slowly forward until he felt the tip of his cock engage with the waiting hole. Mike felt it too and began to push back in an effort to help his friend's cock inside him. With a quiet groan the randy youngster accepted the invasion and once Luke was clearly inside him, he waited and then asked Jake to help him move so that he was on all fours with his best friend fucking him from behind and the American teen dick fucking his mouth. It must have come naturally because Mike quickly got into a rhythm whereby as he slurped Jake's delicious cock into his mouth, he pulled off Luke's twitching shaft essentially wanking both cocks simultaneously. Given his long period of abstinence, it soon became clear that the host was not going to last more than a few minutes. Luke reached under Mike and started wanking his friend's cock in time to his increasingly urgent thrusting. Mike somehow instinctively knew that he needed to grip the cock lodged inside his hole tightly with his arse muscles. Jake was enjoying the view and offered advice and encouragement to his two friends.

`Fuck yeah, Mike, suck my cock deep into your mouth it feel soooo good. Luke, the sight of you cock going in and out of Mike's hole is also a real turn on.'

Moments later, the American teen gasped,

`Oh fuck ... let's try to all cum together ... I'm getting close.'

Me too', groaned Luke, who balls were reaching boiling point and his rigid shaft throbbed uncontrollably as his piss slit opened and jets of hot cum splattered Mike's insides. The horny British teenager continued his oral teasing of the American's cock but Jake was getting to the point of no return just as Luke fired his first volley. With a low moaned yeah', Jake filled the teenager sucking him with ropes of his jizz, filling the youngster's mouth and throat and Mike struggled to swallow all that had been delivered. The British teenager was able to adjust to a more comfortable position as both the cock in his mouth and the one in his hole softened and slipped out of him. With his two friends either side of him lay back with his still rock-hard prick pointing skyward. Mustering all his remaining strength, Luke began to wank his best friend and Jake leaned in so that the British teen's piss slit was directly aimed at his open mouth. Mike was gasping,

`Go harder ... wank me off Luke ... oh .. yes ... yes ... don't stop ... yesssss!'

As a fountain of spunk shot out of Mike's piss slit, Jake lowered his mouth so that he enclosed the spouting prick just inside and he gobbled the precious cream down his throat, staying there until his horny partner indicated that his cock head was too sensitive for such treatment.

`That was awesome', the exhausted American teen said and his comment was greeted with sounds of agreement.

Seconds later, all three youngsters were fast asleep, lying naked side by side. Fortune favoured the young teens because Mike awoke early and was initially minded to resume the action, but somehow remembered that Luke's parents were leaving early for a meeting and decided that it might be a good idea if they were all at least covered just in case one or other of the adults happened to look in on them before they left. As it turned out he had made a good decision. Shortly before 7.00 am there was a light tap on the door and Mr Townsend opened the door quietly and noted three sleeping teenagers lying on the bed. He just as quietly shut the door again and reported to his wife that the trio were dead to the world.

The report was not exactly accurate as Mike was already awake and plotting his next move. As soon as he heard the Townsend's car drive off, he ducked under the covers and was delighted to note that both of his friends were rock hard. The horny youngster started to lick Jake's cut head paying particular attention to the head and smearing it with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum simultaneously he grabbed Luke's shaft and began wanking it gently taking his pre-cum onto the tips of his fingers and using them to lubricate his hole. The two sleeping teenagers gradually regained consciousness and became aware of the pleasant sensations emanating from their cocks. Sliding the covers off the bed, Jake beamed down at Mike and mumbled `good morning' and Luke also woke and said,

`What a great way to start the day. One prick being sucked and the other being wanked by a good-looking friend with talented hands and mouth.'

Mission accomplished Mike stopped his oral and manual action and moved up to lie face-to-face with his friends and was grinning as he said,

Now that I've got your attention, this good-looking friend' want his hole refilling this morning. But who to choose? The lovely dick I had inside me yesterday or a different prick entirely?'

The horny teen was teasing his friends because he had some time earlier determined that it would be Jake. Mike moved so that he was sitting on the American teenager's lower chest and stomach and indicated to Luke that he should hold their friend's dick steady. Then the randy youngster lifted himself over the rock-hard weapon and slowly lowered himself until the tip of the mushroom head was right at the entrance to his hole. Slowly but surely Mike impaled himself on Jake's rampant cock, moaning as he slid further down until he was sitting on the American's groin. Once he could go no further, Mike paused and said,

`Luke, I think Jake needs something to play with, do you think you could oblige?'

Quickly the other English teen took up position with his cock angled directly close to the horny American's face. Jake need no further encouragement and guided his friend's cock into his mouth and began sucking Luke's cock, lapping the piss slit and easing the foreskin off the teenager's sensitive glans.

With the tableau complete to his satisfaction, Mike began to slide up and down Jake's cock watched by his best friend who felt the American humming on his cock as he sucked it. Slowly the randy teen increased the rate at which he rode up and down and his partner began to bush up from the bed to meet his thrusts. Luke reached across and took hold of his best friend's dick and began to slowly wank it and found that Jake's hand was also trying to play with it also.

Mike was moaning with pleasure and gasped out,

`Fuck that prick inside me feels soooo good ... I wish I could stay like this forever!!'

From the position he was in `Fish' was able to force his rigid dick deep into the sucking teen's mouth and on onto his throat withdrawing only when Jake's gag reflex kicked in. All three teenagers were enjoying waves of pleasure as their couplings continued. Luke offered words of encouragement to his other two friends,

`Oh god, Jake, your mouth feels so good on my cock ... please don't stop! Ride that prick, Mike, feel it going deep inside your hole.'

For the next few minutes the teenagers filled the room with their moans and sighs of pleasure and again it was Luke whose dam burst first. Almost without warning his balls churned and he emptied a full load of spunk into the mouth and throat of Jake, who swallowed frantically to ensure that none of the sweet juices were wasted. The sight of his best friend delivering his cum into the American's throat, coupled with the regular teasing of his prostate every time he slid up and down Jake's pole, brought Mike to the brink and he squirted semen all over the American teenager's chest and face, his cum mixing with that of his best friend in the randy youngster's mouth. Feeling Mike's arse muscles contract as the English teen delivered his load had the effect of driving Jake towards his orgasm. The tell-tale signs built gradually but then with a roar his shaft contracted and unloaded ropes of spunk deep inside his willing partner's welcoming hole.

As their cocks softened and their breathing became more regular, the three teenagers lay back dozing on and off in a contented haze. Jake was the first to speak,

`Gee, that was a fantastic way to wake up!! I have to say that every time we meet like this, it just gets better and better!!!'

Luke grinned and said that he agreed, but as he did so he gave Mike a quizzical look, which the other teenager did not notice or chose to ignore as he responded,

`I agree what better way to start the day than to have a nice cock in your mouth or in your hole and even better if there's one in each!! I loved that today!!'

The sun was shining into the house and Jake was the first to check the time,

`It's getting late and I think I need to get home, but I think I need a shower before I go.'

Sure thing', Luke responded, Help yourself.'

`Unless you want to share, cos I need one too', added Mike with a giggle.

`You know there isn't room for two in there, remember we tried and nearly did ourselves an injury.'

`Yeah, I guess so,' the horny teenager replied looking at his cock that was beginning to chub up again.

While Jake was in the shower, Luke turned to his best friend and said,

`I think we need another talk, don't you? Can you come back later after I've tidied up and been to training.'

`Sure, Luke! There's no peace for the saintly is there?'

`Fish' grinned at his best friend, never wanting to fall out with him for very long.

Needless to say, Luke's mum had left a range of breakfast goodies out for the ever-hungry teenagers. The trio ate heartily and then Jake called home and his mom said she would drive over and pick them up within the next twenty minutes. Luke looked at Mike and grinned as he saw a distinct tent in his jeans and said that he had better not leave looking like that, but turned down the offer to suck off his ever-willing friend. As he saw the two teenagers out, `Fish' reminded Mike that he wanted to see him later.

The swimming training went well, although he found that he was the only one from Paul's main training group to be there. `Fish' had gone through the reps and enjoyed a short time in the pool but was somewhat annoyed that nobody else had bothered to turn up. The coach picked up on the young teenager's mood and told him that there was a reason for having only him present, which was that the national coaches had been very impressed with his protégé's performance at the regional championships and they needed to step up a level if the young man was to go further. It was clear that both Luke and his coach had ambitions to go as far and as high as they could.

The euphoric mood that the teenager was in was suddenly dented when he noticed a billboard outside one of the local newsagents which read `Local hero wins two swimming medals'. Hurrying home, Luke kept muttering obscenities under his breath and once he got home he slammed the front door and retired quickly to his room and lay on the bed. It was more than an hour before he felt willing or able to get up and move about. Hearing the phone ring he snatched it up assuming that it was Mike but the feminine voice on the other end quickly disabused him,

`Hi, Luke, it's Cindi Regan, remember me? I was wondering if you would like to say a word or two to me about your latest success. I'm sure our readers would be more than interested to hear from you.'

The teenager did have a couple of words he would like to say to Cindi, but ever-polite he replied,

`No thank you, Cindi. I have nothing to say.'

Undeterred, Cindi tried to extend the conversation but Luke angrily put the phone down on her. The phone rang again a few minutes later and the teenager ignored it, having checked the number on the phone's screen to make sure it wasn't Mike. In fact, the other teenager did not call him until mid-afternoon and as soon as Luke answered, his best friend said,

`I saw the headline in the local paper, are you OK?'

`Not really, Mike. I could do with some company. Can you come over.'

`Of course, I'll be there in ten minutes.'

When Mike arrived Luke signalled for him to go round to the back garden and he let him in through the back door. Once inside, the visitor gave his host a tight hug and whispered sympathetically in his friend's ear.

`Thanks for coming, Mike.'

`What are best friends for if not to support each other as and when needed? I'm glad to help.'

`Thanks, anyway.'

The two best friends talked quietly for a long time with Mike placing a comforting arm around Luke's shoulder. After a while Mike said,

`This morning you said there was something you wanted to talk to me about, do you feel OK to talk about whatever it is now?'

Luke was tempted to let the matter go because his friend had been so supportive but he knew that the issue will continue to nag at him until he knew the answer so after a loud sigh he said,

`It was something that Jake said this morning about our meetings getting better and better and I couldn't help thinking that most of that was down to you and I wondered where it was all coming from. You haven't been with Jimmy again, have you?'

Mike blushed and said quietly,

`Yes, a couple of times and I'm sorry but he's not really responsible for what I've been getting up to, well, not directly.'

Luke wanted to feel angry with his friend but in the end couldn't so he said nothing in response and just indicated that he was waiting for an explanation of the cryptic remark.

Mike began by saying that most of what had happened occurred while his best friend was away at his swimming event although he accepted that this was not a good excuse for his actions. Luke nodded but indicated that he understood and that he wanted to hear more. Mike had been up in the woods and had met Jimmy in his favourite place and the older teenager had shown him some photographs of himself naked and fully aroused. The older teenager told Mike that the guy who took them had given him money and said there was more if he wanted it and was prepared to do more things. Jimmy then said that the photographer was someone Mike and his friends would recognise because he was always down at the seafront taking pictures of tourists and day trippers and offering them copies for sale. Mike was fascinated by this revelation. He knew exactly the person that Jimmy was talking about: he was in his mid-twenties, not bad looking with fair hair and always smiling which made his sales pitch even easier. The older teen had said that if his friend wanted to earn some extra cash he could introduce him to the photographer and maybe he would take pictures of them together which would earn them quite a lot of money. Mike had replied that he would think about it and let Jimmy know, although he had already made up his mind not to go along with the suggestion. Mike glossed over what happened next with Jimmy and himself and moved on to the next part of his story.

It was the following day and Mike had gone down to the seafront as it was sunny and among the first people he spotted was the photographer hauling his gear out of a small van with `Kevin Hall -- Photographer' emblazoned on the side. As Mike got nearer he saw that the older man was struggling and went to offer help. Kevin smiled broadly and thanked his rescuer and said that he was always having trouble with his equipment and he was grateful for the assistance he had received, remarks he accompanied with a slight raising of the eyebrows and a not too subtle wink. In reply to Kevin's question as to whether he was busy, Mike had said that he had nothing planned. The older man then asked whether the youngster would like to act as his assistant for the rest of the day in return for a small payment. With nothing better to do, the teenager accepted the offer. The afternoon had proved quite productive with several families ordering prints of the photographs that Kevin had been taken of them. Mike had helped his new friend carry his equipment back to the van and began to load it inside. As they were finishing off the packing of the car, the older man came up very close to Mike and brushed against his thigh and said,

`For this afternoon I can offer you a tenner, but if you were willing I might be able to increase that to a rather larger amount. You're a good-looking boy and I know people who would be prepared to pay a lot of money to see more of you, if you know what I mean.'

Mike was shaken by the forwardness of the proposition but also intrigued and stuttered,

`W ... what sort of things?'

`Well, if you hop in the van and come with me I can go over it with you at my studio. How about it?'

Eventually Mike nodded and got in the van. Kevin drove steadily and it was not very long before they arrived at a small rather run-down bungalow in a secluded area of the town. The photographer guided the teenager inside and through a front room into a room at the back. This room had stacks of photographs strewn all over every available surface and Kevin had to move some of the piles to make room for himself and his guest.

`Sorry about the mess. Now do you want a soft drink or anything?'

Mike accepted the offer of a Coke and Kevin gave him a stack of photographs saying,

`Have a look through these, They are the kind of picture that can earn a handsome lad like you a shed load of money.'

Mike flicked through the photographs most of which portrayed naked older teenagers performing oral or anal sex with Kevin, who returned with the drinks and came to sit beside him. As the youngster was drinking, the photographer said that as he had not run away he assumed that the teenager was willing to act as a model. Kevin began to run his hand up Mike's leg and towards his obvious erection. Almost instinctively Mike opened his legs wider to allow the hand better access and he sighed loudly as Kevin's hand made contact with his shaft and began to tease his bulge through the material of his jeans. Still holding the horny lad's cock, the older man said,

`It feels as though you rather like this sort of thing. It would be great to add a picture or two of you to my collection, no face if you don't want it, just your nice hard cock.'

Mike nodded and within minutes he had had been expertly stripped of all but his bulging boxers. Under instruction from Kevin, the horny teenager teasingly began to strip off his last remaining garment, but each time he looked as though he would reveal all he was told to cover up again. All this time Mike could hear the click of the camera shutter as the close-up photos of his body were taken. Kevin came behind his subject and told him to open his legs so that his hole was in full view. More pictures were taken and then finally the boxers were allowed to be removed. Mike's cock was leaking pre-cum and Kevin could not resist taking a close-up of the oozing piss- slit before rubbing the goo over the teenager's glans as he rolled back the foreskin, the action resulting in a loud moan from the randy youth. Mike, was completely turned on and noticed that Kevin, who had continued snapping away, was sporting a raging hard-on that was straining his jeans. Without thinking, the youngster grabbed hold of the bulge and began to wank it through the clothing.

There was a brief pause in the action as Kevin finally put down his camera and allowed Mike to help him out of his clothes. When the rock-hard cock came into view, the randy youth had never seen anything quite as big but found that fact even more exciting. Willingly, the teenager sank to his knees and began to undertake a close examination of the fat cock with its foreskin peeled right back off the head. With a little effort Mike managed to get the mushroom head between his lips and he began using his tongue to vigorously lick and tease the sensitive glans and piss-slit. If Kevin was surprised at the skill his partner was displaying he did not say much but just purred and said how good it felt. Feeling that he might explode too soon, the photographer suggested he change places with the enthusiastic teenager and knelt down to take the whole length of Mike's throbbing dick into his mouth and reached round to explore the randy youngster's hole, pushing a finger inside. Noting that this action had not been resisted, Kevin turned the teenager round and began to eat out the hole, inserting more fingers and his tongue into the sensitive entrance which resulted in bringing a series of whimpering sounds from Mike, who eventually could wait no longer and cried out,

`Please, please fuck me!'

Initially the size of Kevin's cock was such that it was painful to accommodate it inside Mike, who had only relatively recently lost his virginity. Nevertheless, the couple persisted and eventually the teenager's hole was filled by the fat cock. Kevin murmured that the hole was so tight and Mike had responded by saying that the cock was too fat but felt really good inside him. For a while the pair remained in the doggy position, but the more-experienced man suggested that they might like to change to the missionary position. Finally Kevin asked his willing partner if he had ever had his cock sat on cowboy style. Mike had shaken his head but readily agreed to give it a try. Kevin explained what he wanted his excited partner to do and soon the randy teen found himself down onto the older man's lap who had his large cock buried deep inside his hole. Once the youngster was comfortable, Kevin guided the enthusiastic teenager up and down on his rampant tool until Mike announced that he was ready to do it by himself. Leaning back and bobbing up and down, the teenager lost all control and started to spray his spunk all over his body and that of his partner who himself could hold back no longer and sent a fountain of jizz up inside Mike's hole. After a brief while, Kevin gently eased the youngster off his now very sensitive dick and laid him down to rest but not before he had taken one final set of photos revealing the randy boy's cum-covered body and his own cum beginning to seep out of the hot hole he had just fucked. Mike lay on his back in a state of semi-euphoria as he tried to process everything that had just happened. As the teenager began to recover his composure, Kevin said quietly,

`You are one amazing kid, you really are. Anytime you want another hot session like the one we just had, get in touch! When you're ready, I'll run you back into town and drop you near where you live. You've certainly earned a much bigger payment than the tenner I gave you earlier. I'll pay you £75 today and much, much more if you decide to come back.'

Mike finally recovered his ability to speak and replied, ambiguously,

`Yeah, thanks for the money that would be great.'

Throughout the long narrative, Luke had stared increasingly incredulously at his best friend and, when his story finally came to an end, he exclaimed,

`You are one crazy, mixed-up little fucker!! You won't go back to that creep Kevin again, will you? No amount of money would make it worthwhile and, even if it was, how could you trust him? Promise me you won't go back.'

Mike was somewhat taken aback by his best friend's reaction but saw how serious he was and immediately agreed,

`No, definitely not. Even if I had wanted to I'll be back at boarding school soon and miles from here in a few days.'

`More like two weeks but please don't do anything stupid in the meantime.'

Having extracted his friend's solemn promise, Luke let the matter drop. Further discussion was abruptly ended in any case because of the incessant ringing of the front door bell.

`Shit! The media are back and there's no mum or dad here today to fend them off! I guess I'm going to have to face them sometime and now is as good a time as any, especially if you are there to support me.'

`Of course, I will, Luke.'

To be continued?

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