DISCLAIMER:
This is the third story that I have written and is based very loosely on my sexual adventures over the years. The first story 'Old School Ties' gave a fictionalised account of some aspects of my life during my school years and after. This one tells the story of something that happened during my time at University. If you like the stories let me know as I have quite a few more that I could tell.
I had a great vacation but was saddened by the horrible events in America, which greeted my return. My sympathies go out to anyone who lost a friend or relative or suffered in some other way as a result of this cowardly act.
WARNING:
Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a homosexual nature.
Do not read this if you are under the legal age for accessing adult sites.
Always indulge in safe sex.
SOCCER SENSATION 7
Part 7 Triumph and Tragedy
Although the four of us had hoped to meet again real soon we had all forgotten that the coming weekend was a Cup weekend and also a school half-term week holiday. Of the four of us, Mark and I would almost certainly be playing football for the pub side and Peter would be off at scout camp for a week.
On Thursday as usual I went round to the pub to check the selection for the game on Sunday. It was a major game as we were now in the quarter-final stage of the Cup competition. Unfortunately the previous Sunday one of our team had been sent off for a foul and I had been given a booking for dissent. I was lucky to be playing but he was suspended. As I went into the pub I saw Chris the pub landlord and captain of our team talking to Mark who was nodding in agreement to what was being said. Mark smiled at me and offered to buy me a drink, an offer I accepted. He then showed me the team list for Sunday. I was relieved to see that despite my indiscretion of the previous week I was included along with Mark, but the surprise name on the sheet was Peter, Chris' son. I was about to comment on how young he was and in any case wouldn't he be away at scout camp when Mark read my thoughts,
"Chris said that Peter had played well in the other games when he's had a chance and with Ian out with suspension, Peter is the natural replacement. It also makes sense because I'm not going to scout camp until after the game and so Chris has asked me to take Peter with me."
I gave Mark a glance, which indicated that I thought he was very lucky having a chance to take Peter to camp on his own in a car. But before I could make any comment Chris chimed in with his views,
"It makes sense for Mark to take him doesn't it?"
I agreed and promised him that I would behave well on Sunday whatever the provocation. I also assured him that I knew that we were now favourites to win the cup and would take the game very seriously.
As I walked away from the bar, Mark followed and we both agreed that in light of what had been said our planned 'practice' on Friday would have to be cancelled. I also told Mark that I expected a full report on his activities with Peter on the way to camp. Mark grinned and said,
"Not only Peter, mate, I've got my nephew coming with me as well."
I nearly choked at that news but as I left the pub I again requested a full account of their activities on Mark's return. I went back to my bedsit and lay in bed thinking about the likely activity Mark, Peter and Mark's nephew would get up to on the journey. Needless to say such thoughts led me lie back on my bed and to spray my cum over my chest as I satisfied my urges with a very satisfactory but solitary wank.
On Sunday, I got up reasonably early and get ready to go off to the park for the game. As usual the majority of the team arrived already changed. We began our warm up and the rest of the team arrived along with our opponents. A small crowd had formed on the grass beside the pitch. They were there to watch the game and I recognised one familiar face in the crowd - it was Jim the lad I had met at the league game when Terry sent me tickets. I was surprised to see him and wondered if he had come to see me play. This idea was soon corrected when Mark came up and said he wanted me to meet his nephew. As soon as we approached the crowd I suddenly realised that Jim was Mark's nephew! Mark said to me as we got there,
"Steve, I want you to meet my nephew, Jim. He's the one I've told you about."
Now it was my turn to surprise Mark as I reached for Jim's hand and said,
"Hello, Jim. It's nice to see you again!"
I gave a very quick explanation to Mark of what had happened after the league game I had gone to the previous Monday. After my explanation, Mark smiled approvingly and remarked on what a small world it was.
Just then the referee blew his whistle and the captains shook hands, tossed the coin and the game began. Mark, Peter and I all played quite well and by half-time we were comfortably in charge with a three goal lead. Although our opponents pulled a goal back in the second half, we still won easily. All the players trooped off back to the pub for a celebratory drink.
We were all in the pub drinking happily when Peter emerged with his scout kit and joined Mark and his nephew in preparation for their drive to camp. Jim was not a scout but liked camping and Mark had kindly offered to take him again this year. I was near by as they gathered and walked out to see them off, reminding Jim that I wanted a full account of what happened. They got in the car and Peter looked slightly annoyed that he was forced to ride in the back whilst Mark and Jim sat in the front. Jim also looked somewhat peeved that Peter was in the car and it was clear that neither of the two youngsters knew that the other was having sex with Jim. After they had left, I though to myself that this was likely to be a very interesting journey for all of them. Then I returned to the pub and had another drink.
It was some time before I heard what had happened on the journey to camp. When I did get to hear about it, it was a really exciting story. For the first few minutes after they left Jim had sat stony-faced in the front of the car but gradually warmed up and started to chat. Peter began to chat as well and it soon became clear to Mark that the two youngsters did not know who the other was. Mark had not really told Jim about Peter but he knew he had mentioned about fucking his nephew just before our session earlier in the week. During a brief lull in the conversation, Mark said to the two teenagers,
"I think I should explain to you both that the young man next to me is my nephew, Jim and the young man behind me is Peter, a very close friend of Simon who you met before. We all have interests in common and I intend for us to have an opportunity to enjoy ourselves before we get to camp. But before we do that why don't I stop and let Jim get in the back with you, Peter, and you can get to know each other a lot better before we stop for some exercise."
As there was a lay-by coming up, Mark pulled in and Jim slipped out and joined Peter in the back. Both boys were smiling broadly as they squeezed up close together. Peter's hand went unerringly towards Jim's zipper and pulled it down so that he could slip his fingers inside and feel Jim's fast hardening cock. Jim sighed loudly but reciprocated undoing Peter's trousers and feeling the other teen's hard-on. Mark could see some of this through the rear-view mirror and by turning slightly in his seat. Mark watched as Peter's skilled fingers teased his nephew's foreskin through the material of his underpants and decided that he would go the first of his regular secret places where he usually had sex with Jim as quickly as possible. Mark adjusted his throbbing cock in his jeans and increased the car speed until he reached the turning that led to a small deserted hut in which it would be safe to join in the fun and games that peter and Jim had already started.
As the car turned into the narrow lane, Mark noticed that Peter now had his head buried in Jim's crotch and was using his skilled tongue on the rock hard shaft still covered by the linen of his nephew's underpants. From experience Mark knew that Jim was unlikely to last long if this treatment continued and that they would arrive at the hut just in time.
The hut was small but adequate and Mark stopped the car and told the two horny teens to get out of the car and go into the hut. The boys, trousers undone, cock throbbing and hard, got out of the car and ran straight into the hut, followed by Mark.
"Let's get striped and down to action as quickly as we can,' said Mark.
Mark reached across and started to remove Peter's shirt and Jim worked on pulling down his shorts and underpants so that the young scout's hard throbbing shaft was the first to be fully exposed. Pre-cum was oozing from his half-exposed cockhead as his foreskin had rolled back over his knob end. Peter used his hand to squeeze and gather his clear juice onto his fingers and offered it to Jim and Mark who each licked it up eagerly. Then Peter and Mark turned their attention to Jim and quickly removed his clothes so that he too was naked with an equally hard, throbbing cock. Like Peter, Jim's cockhead was fully exposed and leaking pre-cum and he copied Peter's action and offered his tasty lubricant to the other two, who eagerly responded by sucking the juice off his fingers. Then Jim and Peter stripped Mark so that he was as naked as they were and drank some of his pre-cum. Jim and Peter silently agreed to jointly suck up and down Mark's shaft and lick his exposed glans. Each boy in turn paid attention to Mark's balls, shaft, exposed head and the bunched up foreskin gathered just below the crown as Mark groaned his appreciation. From time to time the two young teenagers would gently wank the other's rampant cock for a few seconds, but not too hard so as to prevent themselves from shooting their warm cum too early. Mark also was fighting to ensure that he did not peak too soon and after enjoying a short period of tongue bathing from the two horny teens asked them to stop.
"I want to make sure we all have fun now and for the rest of the week. So let's get organised. I'm going to fuck Peter now whilst you two suck each other off, is that OK?", Mark suggested.
Jim was a bit disappointed but agreed and Peter who had hoped Mark would plug him was more than satisfied by the suggestion. So Mark ordered the two teens to lie in the sixty-nine position and then moved in behind Peter, using his tongue to lubricate the already winking hole. Peter began to slide his tongue on Jim's shaft and to suck his balls and Jim reciprocated, while also getting a great view of his uncle's tongue action on Peter. Jim watched as Mark's tongue was removed and his large, rampant cock approached Peter's expectant hole. Gradually Mark's head disappeared and then his shaft until the whole length of his cock was buried up to his balls. Jim had a grandstand view of this and it made him really hot, especially when he heard and felt Peter's groans and moans of pure pleasure as the scout worked on his young friend's cock. Almost immediately, Jim felt the tell-tale tingling that indicated that his cum was rising and he indicated with his urgent thrusting that Peter should concentrate on his piss slit and prepare for a delivery of his hot spunk. Mark also knew the signs and urged Peter to finish his nephew,
"Jim's cumming, Peter. Suck his jizz out of him but pull off the cock head as he shoots. I want to see his spunk on your tongue and lips when he cums. Go on Jim, fill Peter's mouth with your sweet, teenage ball juice."
Jim was in ecstasy and pulled his sucking mouth off Peter's throbbing shaft to scream his orgasmic joy as he shot a large wad of white boy cream into the waiting scout's open mouth. Peter took every drop and held as much as he could on his tongue and lips, showing it off to the other two before swallowing his reward with relish. Jim was used to cumming first and did not stop his reciprocating action on Peter's cock for more than a short time. He began to work his head up and down Peter's cock again as his uncle's cock thrust faster and faster in and out of the scout's hole.
"Oh yeah. Suck my cock, Jim. Fuck me harder, Mark. I want you to fuck my cum out of me and into Jim's waiting mouth.", Peter shouted.
Both uncle and nephew increased their action on the eager scout and it was clear that as each thrust went into Peter, Mark was also stimulating the teen's prostate. Peter was nearly there and he knew he would blow at any moment. He gasped out,
"Don't stop, Mark. I cumming and your fucking my cream out of me and into Jim's mouth. Harder, faster. Keep going. I'm almost there. Please make me cum soon. I can't wait much longer. Yes! Yes!! It's cumming. I'm cumming^Å^Ånow!!"
Mark shouted out just before Peter finished his exclamation,
"And I'm cumming too! I'm going to shoot my hot jizz right up your tight arse as you shoot into Jim's mouth. Here^Åit^Åcums!"
With that Peter's body convulsed violently as his shaft throbbed and his creamy cum filled Jim's mouth. Feeling the young scout's arse muscles pulsating as he came brought about Mark's climax and volley after volley of his spunk fired deep into Peter's hot hole. Although he had cum first Jim as a young man had been quick to recover. So by the time Mark and Peter were entering the final stage before their orgasm was furiously pumping his second hard-on with his fist so that he too could shoot a second load. Almost simultaneously cum shot from each of the three sexy guys. Peter's cum fired straight into Jim's throat, just as Mark came in his hole and Jim fired a second rather less forceful round all over Peter's smiling face. To an outsider it was as if Mark had filled Peter who had in turn filled Jim who had fired the product of their collective activity out of his flared piss slit. Peter, Mark and Jim all slumped back exhausted but happy with the result of their first threesome together and the expectation of more of the same for the next week.
After a short rest to recover and get dressed again, the three of them resumed their journey to the scout camp, arriving just in time for the evening meal.
Meanwhile, I had returned from the pub and my bedsit and once again found myself wanking off thinking of the fun Peter, Mark and Jim would be having. I was confident that I would catch up on all the details at the end of the week when they returned.
As usual I went to university the next day and Tuesday, planning to stay late to finish an essay that was due. It was late on Tuesday afternoon when I received a message that my tutor wanted to see me urgently. I gathered my things together and went off to his room, which was located in another building. I could tell something was wrong the moment I entered the room. My tutor sat me down and told me he had some bad news for me, my uncle Arthur who with his wife, my aunt Meg had looked after me after my parents died, had suffered a severe stroke and was in hospital. My aunt Meg who lived in the family house in Suffolk was returning to London and I was to join her at the hospital. I should briefly explain that my uncle and aunt were considerably older than my parents had been. My mother Meg's sister had arrived as something of a surprise and had been over twenty years her junior and Arthur was even older than Meg. My aunt and uncle had not liked or wanted children but when I was orphaned took over my care and looked after me as well as anyone could. In our way we loved each other and they nurtured me to take over the family business once I had graduated and inherited my trust money.
Meg and Arthur had a strange routine. Although my uncle had retired some years ago he liked to pop into town and check on the office and stay in the family's London flat. When aunt Meg had telephoned and got no reply she had alerted a neighbour who had found her husband collapsed and called an ambulance.
I left the University and hurried to the hospital, arriving at the same time as my aunt. Together we went up to the ward and the doctors told us that they really could do nothing for Arthur and that they doubted if he would regain consciousness. My aunt Meg had always been, in my view, the stronger of the two but this news seemed to knock her sideways. I supported her as we entered the hospital room and sat by my uncle's bedside. Sometime early the following morning, my uncle passed away. The effect on my aunt was devastating. Always a capable women and in control she completely lost it. I had heard of people having a broken heart and this was my first evidence of what happened to someone when it occurs. I was left to organise everything for the funeral and to arrange for someone to look after Meg once I returned to University. (I had been given compassionate leave of absence).
Exhausted though I was by having to take over from my aunt, I was surprised to find that at night I was even more sexually aroused than ever. Before dropping off to sleep each night I found myself wanking off at least twice imagining what was going on at scout camp and wondering what Gavin was up to while we were all away.
The others learnt of my loss when they returned as I had phoned Chris at the pub and told him I would miss the next two football games at least. As it was I returned a couple of weeks later after the funeral and after my aunt had been temporarily I thought found a place at a rest home for the elderly. (The home proved to be her final home as less then six months after my uncle's death, aunt Meg for no obvious reason died quietly in her sleep.) The effect of these events was that as well as my beloved bedsit, I now had effective control of a flat in Central London and a large country house in Suffolk, although neither of the latter two would officially be mine until I turned 21 and inherited from the family trust.
For all sorts of reasons I decided to stay in the bedsit, especially after I learned that during my enforced absence, the others had each made a further addition to our growing 'team' of sexually active young players.
To be continued...
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