THE PREFECT AND ROGER
by John P
Copyright© 2011
If you want to know what happened before this, read "The Prefect" and all will be revealed.
Carl, the prefect, had caught us wanking each other and called us out from our secret place in the bushes behind the groundsman's shed. Roger had done a runner, leaving me to face the punishment on my own, the rat. Carl had taken me into the shed and 'punished' me, making me take 6 inches of his lovely cock deep inside my 14-year-old bum. Roger had sneaked back and watched through the window as my 'punishment' was carried out and he had seen me kissing Carl passionately as the prefect's cock pumped his spunk into my bottom.
When I'd looked at the window again, Roger had vanished, and Carl had cuddled me, kissing me tenderly and telling me softly how he would like to 'punish' me the next day too. I had kissed him and promised I would like some more 'punishment' and he had smiled and stroked my face. Before I left the shed, Carl told me he had recognised Roger and would deal with him when he caught up with him.
I met up with Roger in the toilets a few minutes before class started and told him that Carl would get him, that Carl knew who he was. He blanched then and asked innocently what happened to me.
"You know what happened, Roger. I saw your face at the window," I said, annoyed at his pretended innocence. "I sucked his cock and he bummed me."
"What will Carl do to me?" he asked and I had to confess that I had no idea.
"Look," I said, "he knows who you are so it'll go better for you if you give yourself up. I have to see him tomorrow again so come with me and get it over with. You might not mind being punished. I didn't."
During lessons, I watched his face sometimes and I could see he was thinking about my suggestion. His hand constantly going to the front of his pants told me that he was thinking about a nice 'punishment' that Carl might give him and, by the end of the day, he agreed to surrendering to the prefect.
The next day, Roger and I made our way to where Carl waited and when he opened the door to us, he was naked. His 6-inch cock got Roger's attention and my friend seemed unable to take his eyes from the large cock which had impaled me the day before.
"So you decided to take your punishment, Roger?" Carl asked quietly and my friend lowered his head, still keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the large cock. "You can both strip, boys."
Roger waited for me to start and then followed suit, and soon our clothes were in neat piles beside us. We stood next to each other, hands by our sides as Carl walked around us. His hands went to our bottoms and he stroked them both, pushing a finger between our bum-cheeks. I liked the feeling and I suspect that Roger quite enjoyed it too.
When he came around the front and faced us, he took a dick in each hand and felt us up, and our dicks responded, lurching at his touch.
"I wanted to see what John likes to play with, Roger," he said quietly. "I can see now why he likes your dick. You've got a lovely long foreskin."
Roger's face turned beet-red at the prefect's compliment but watching Carl stroke my friend's dick was having an effect on me and my dick was beginning to rear up in Carl's hand, a fact that did not go unnoticed by the other two.
"You like his dick, don't you, John?" Carl said softly, speaking about my friend.
"Yes," I mumbled, trying not to look at Roger.
"Would you like to kiss it, John?" and I nodded, feeling embarrassed about the revelation of my desire.
Carl pressed me to my knees in front of Roger and pushed my head forward so that his long foreskin touched my lips. I used the tip of my tongue to lick the soft foreskin, trying to taste inside it by forcing it open.
"Open it, Roger," Carl whispered. "Pull your foreskin open so John can taste inside."
His hands came forward and he took the long skin between fingers and thumbs and opened it up, and my tongue entered, tasting the cheesiness of his knob. He sighed as my tongue pleased him and his dick began to lengthen, making his foreskin shorter as he became more aroused.
Carl stood behind Roger then, his hard cock now pressing into the small of Roger's back, and whispered into my friend's ear.
"You like dick, don't you, Roger?" and my friend nodded as he watched my tongue wriggling inside his foreskin and tickling his pee-slit with the tip of it.
"This is the first time for you, isn't it? The first time with a boy's mouth," whispered Carl and Roger moaned in reply. "Don't wait, Roger. Tell him what you want."
Out of nowhere, Roger cried, "Suck it, John! Please!" and I took that lovely dick into my mouth until I felt it hit the back of my throat. My fingers went automatically to the ball-sac between his legs and I fondled his balls, moving them around gently inside.
He leaned back against Carl's chest and he felt the older boy's fingers reach around and pinch his nipples. He groaned as the prefect fondled, flicked and pinched them and he turned his head so that he might rest it on Carl's shoulder. Roger's hands came up above him and he tried clumsily to take Carl's head between them, wanting to hug Carl closer to him.
The prefect moved his head and made to kiss Roger's neck and as he did, Roger tried to reach his mouth with his own. As their lips touched, Carl forced the younger boy's mouth open and his tongue went inside, wriggling around to taste my friend's mouth. As I sucked on Roger's dick, my eyes watched them kiss and I knew what would be happening soon. They kissed for half a minute and then he pulled his tongue from my friend's mouth.
Carl whispered, "Do you want my cock inside you? Is that why you came?" and Roger admitted it by nodding his head. The expression on Roger's face was one of guilt, one of wanting something illicit and shameful.
Carl turned him around slowly, his dick being pulled from my mouth, and he kissed him full on the lips again. I stood and moved in close to Roger's back, stroking Carl's hips as they kissed gently. Roger's wet dick was now pointing under Carl's ball-sac, and the older boy's hands came around to cup Roger's bum-cheeks. I moved my hips back slightly so that Carl could fondle my friend's bottom and I kissed Roger's neck.
"Suck me, boys! Make me wet for Roger's bum!" said Carl and he released Roger. Before I could do anything, Roger was on his knees, licking the thick 6-inch cock that would soon penetrate him. I sank to my knees too, opposite Roger, and we sucked and licked together, each handing the big knob to the other in turn. Our hands met too when we both felt up the big balls which would soon be emptied into my friend.
It couldn't go on very long though and Carl withdrew from our oral attentions, pulling Roger gently to the low narrow table in the middle of the shed and making him lie down on it on his back. Once there, I stood over Roger, a leg each side of the table, and took both of his ankles in my hands and raised them so that Carl could easily reach his bum. When Carl's tongue began to tickle Roger's bum-hole, the boy went mental.
"Ooh Carl! It's lovely!" he cried and he moaned like a wounded animal. All he could see was my dick and balls, and my bum-hole, and he reached out to touch them as Carl's tongue drove him into a frenzied state. "John! He's fucking me with his tongue! John! John! Look what he's doing!"
I watched as Carl drowned his bum-hole with saliva and his hand went under the table to retrieve the lubricant that he had placed there. The tongue continued in the young boy's hole, fucking in and out, licking around the entrance where it was most sensitive.
"I want him, John! I want his cock! Make him fuck me!" Roger's ranting continued and his manipulation of my stiff dick above him became a matter for concern as I feared I might shoot spunk all over my friend's body.
When I saw Carl's fingers plunge into a jar of Vaseline, I knew that Roger was only minutes away from the fucking he so desperately wanted. The finger that pressed inside him made Roger flinch but he rallied quickly and relaxed his sphincter so that the finger could plumb the depths of his rectum. When a second finger was also introduced, Roger began to moan but not in pain. His bum-hole was being opened wide in readiness for the thick cock which would take his virginity and Roger co-operated fully in any way that he thought might help with his defloration.
Another dollop of Vaseline was applied, this time to Carl's erection, and he placed his large knob at the entrance to Roger's bottom-hole. He pushed and Roger took in a breath sharply, expecting that it might hurt as his hole was forced wider than it had ever been before.
"Push out!" I whispered to my friend and he understood.
I watched as Carl pushed again and I saw an inch of the thick shaft slide into Roger's bottom. My own dick lurched at this sight, the remembrance of my own defloration arousing me as I knew so well how it felt when a thick cock impaled you. Roger's hands left my dick and he grabbed my legs as I still held his ankles high in the air.
Slowly pulling back a little, Carl pushed in once more, forcing another two inches of cock into my friend's bottom. I glanced at Roger's face beneath me and saw a vision of happiness. He was accepting a thick cock without any complaint, without any outward sign of pain. When Carl pushed again, the whole six inches slid into Roger's bottom and the ecstacy on Roger's face was there for all to see. My friend felt Carl's coarse pubic hair against his bottom and he knew that he had taken it all.
As I watched, Carl fucked Roger gently, his hips moving slowly to try to enhance the feelings for the younger boy who lay underneath him. I released Roger's ankles and he crossed them over Carl's back as the older boy fucked him. He sighed as Carl thrust into him, moaning as the cock plumbed his depths again and again.
I stood there, watching a prefect fuck my wank-friend, and I was slightly envious of him but my hand went to my stiffy and I stroked it to the sight before me. Here was a muscular boy, almost a man, and my 14-year-old friend whom I wanted to kiss, and they were both enjoying the feelings of illicit sexual gratification, but I couldn't in all honesty blame them because I wanted the same thing myself.
Roger was muttering incoherently now, rambling and groaning as Carl began to thrust more urgently into him. The slapping of flesh against flesh increased as Carl slammed hard into Roger's bum, his ardour rising as the friction of his cock against the walls of the young boy's rectum made him pant with the arousal that would finally make him explode inside his willing young lover.
When Roger felt the big knob inside him expand, he knew what would happen. The first jerk of the thick cock inside him signalled that Carl had started to cum and he lay still, experiencing for the first time a man shooting spunk into his bottom. Carl groaned and held himself tight against Roger's bum as his cock kept jerking, pumping hot spunk deep into him.
"I can feel it!" Roger cried out. "I can feel it inside me!"
Roger's arms went around the prefect's neck, holding him tight as the older boy bred him, his cock pulsing as he filled the young boy's bottom with potent sperm. Carl's spunk splashed the walls of his rectum and Roger held onto the older boy, wanting to kiss him.
When the pulsing of Carl's cock ended, he collapsed onto the young boy's body and he sought out his soft lips. The passion had declined and was replaced by tenderness, gentle kissing and caressing with soft lips of the face and neck of each other. I looked on, my stiff dick still in my hand, as each pair of hands fondled the other's body.
Finally Roger spoke, his voice little more than a whisper.
"It felt wonderful, Carl!" and his lips went to Carl's neck.
As they cuddled, my dick was rapidly coming to the point of ejaculation and Carl looked up at me, somehow sensing that things were happening to me.
He raised himself up and opened his mouth wide, and our eyes met. I knew what he wanted and I wanked furiously, my balls tight up into my groin, and then I felt it begin.
Roger watched as his lover prepared to take another boy's spunk into his mouth. I moved forward slightly so that Carl could suck my dick and he sucked it for only 3 seconds before I shuddered and the first spurt of my youthful hot spunk hit the back of his throat. My dick pulsed inside his mouth and gob after gob of my seed began to fill it. I grasped his head as I came, fucking his mouth as the spunk spurted.
Looking up, Roger could see my balls and the big tube under my dick that pulsed as each spurt of spunk was pumped out of me and into his lover's mouth. His hand reached up and I felt his fingers touching my balls, caressing them as they emptied themselves into Carl's mouth. Just then, I felt love for Roger, a warmth generated by him sharing his lover with me, his friend.
Once the pulsing stopped, Carl waited a moment for the dribbles of my spunk to finish and then he released my dick. As I looked down, he opened his mouth to show me what I had filled it with and then he swallowed, showing me afterwards that it was empty. Then Roger reached up to my thighs and pulled me down gently to him so that my balls were directly over his mouth and he kissed them! I thought that was sweet.
Carl pulled his cock out of Roger slowly and when it was clear of the hole, spunk oozed out and down his bum-crack.
"You need to cum, Roger," Carl said softly, watching the young boy's dick as it pulsed with his heartbeat. "I think you should make love to John."
He pulled Roger to his feet and placed me in front of him, gently bringing me to a kneeling position. My tongue reached out and I licked his dick, savouring again the taste of my friend's erection. I made him wet, leaving lots of saliva on his shaft, and Carl came to kneel behind me with Vaseline on his fingers. Two fingers pushed at my sphincter and I opened myself so that he could enter me. He finger-fucked me, wriggling his fingers to open me up more, and I sucked dick as he fucked me.
Once I was lubricated, Carl pulled me to my feet and made me put my hands flat on the low table, bent forward with my legs apart.
"Fuck your friend, Roger," Carl said quietly and he moved aside, pulling my buttocks apart so that my friend could make love to me.
I felt his dick press against my hole and I pushed out, receiving his knob immediately in my greased hole. He stopped then, savouring the feeling of his dick inside a hot tight tunnel for the first time. He pushed again and I thrilled as he pushed steadily until his pubic hair scratched my bottom. He was all the way in and it felt good!
He fucked me from behind, doggy fashion, and it felt amazing. The penetration was deep and although his dick was not as long or as thick as Carl's, it felt wonderful inside me. He held my hips and thrust into me, his dick stroking the walls of my rectum, and the friction caused by the tightness inside me gave Roger immense pleasure.
As he fucked me, Carl stood next to him, his finger pushed up into Roger's bum-hole, sliding in the slimy tunnel which still contained the spunk which Carl had pumped into it. His prostate was being hit and Roger jumped each time it was touched and, within 20 seconds, he moaned and I felt the jerk of his dick as he started to unload inside me.
I felt the hot spunk shooting into me, his stiffness pumping the seed far up my bottom, and I thrilled at the feeling, knowing that I was Roger's first fuck. Carl put his finger in my mouth, wanting me to suck it, and I did it, tasting the spunk that had been pumped up inside Roger. I was held tight by Roger's hands on my hips but I stood there, not moving, legs apart, as his balls emptied into me.
He collapsed onto my back and I could feel his hot breath as he panted against my neck. His dick stopped jerking and his seed dribbled into me as he held me, his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck, butterfly kisses that were so soft on my sweaty skin.
"So nice, John. It was so nice," he whispered and I knew then that this would not be the last time that we would be together.
As he pulled his softening dick from my bottom-hole, I felt something warm ooze out of it and the spunk began to run down my leg. When I turned, he kissed me softly, his lips pressing against mine. But we couldn't stay here in the shed. We had to go back to class.
We dressed and got ready to leave, and Carl gave us wads of tissue to place inside our underpants so that the spunk in our bottoms wouldn't mess up our clothes. He kissed us both, smiling as he insisted that we return the next day for further 'punishment'.
We said yes. He was a prefect after all so we couldn't refuse, could we?
END
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