THE SECURITY GUARD. Part two. XXXXX
I have received so many emails from guys who enjoyed this story asking me to continue it that I have decided to put the new story I'm writing on hold and write another chapter or two of this; here goes.
The following story is a homosexual fantasy of sexual encounters between a teenage boy and older guys. There is also a slight incest sub-plot. If it is illegal for you to read such material please leave now; if not I hope it brings you pleasure. Because it is a fantasy the sex in it may not be safe, but I would advise you to have safe sex in real life. The story is set in July in the early 1970s.
Saturday morning when Brian woke up he'd got a dull ache in his bum and a raging hard-on. He could still taste the flavour of Stan's spunk in his mouth and as he wanked off he played with the buttplug, imagining it was Stan fucking him again. When he orgasmed all over his chest and belly, which didn't take long, he scooped up his boycum and ate it. His 6 inch cock was still stiff, but he needed the bathroom first before doing anything about it. In the bathroom Brian gently eased the buttplug out of his arsehole and managed to get a good handful of Stan's spunk and his own body juices mixture to eat before his bowels evacuated. While savouring the heady mixture in his mouth he licked his hand clean as he had another wank; slowly swallowing the mixture only when he orgasmed again. Then while he was showering Brian resolved not to wank off again until he saw Stan on Wednesday when he hoped that Stan would fuck him to orgasm again and again.
Brian didn't know how he managed to last until Wednesday without wanking off again; his mind was full of sexy memories of his encounter with Stan. He'd had erections on and off (mostly on) for the rest of the weekend and up until Wednesday morning at school and at home. Somehow he'd managed not to wank off, but his underpants were perpetually soaked with precum. He had to wash and dry them himself so his Mom wouldn't find them. On Wednesday morning when Brian woke up with his usual morning stiffy he'd automatically started to toss his cock, but he managed to stop himself before he ejaculated; it had been a close thing though. During school his 6 inch cock was so hard he thought it would break. His mind would drift and he'd see Stan with his hard, hairy body and huge stiff prick, he was getting desperate. Thankfully he hadn't had to deal with Paul at school; his Mom had reported him sick on Monday.
When school finally broke up he cycled home furiously. After doing a couple of hours of homework he hurriedly ate his dinner. Then, after going to the loo, he had a long bath and tried to clean his arsehole out. While he was soaking Brian began to have doubts that Stan would be there or even want to see him again, he'd heard off Paul before that there were guys who preyed on young boys and once they'd fucked them they didn't want to see them again. Brian tried to put the negative thoughts to the back of his mind as he finished his ablutions with a cold shower. When he was about to get into the shower his Mom had shouted up to him that she'd be back about 9:30. When he'd finished showering and dried off Brian dressed in the same outfit as last Friday, it was another hot evening, and he knew he looked sexy in the outfit. By the time he finished dressing he had a raging hard-on. Brian didn't Vaseline his arsehole, he was hoping Stan would eat him out before fucking him, but he put the large jar of Vaseline in his schoolbag ready along with his buttplug before he set off for the factory site. As he hurried along the doubts resurfaced.
Stan also had difficulty containing himself and not wanking off when he thought of Brian, but he knew he'd have to if he was to keep the kid happy on Wednesday. Stan wasn't too happy about fucking Brian on site, and he'd wangled his hours so that he'd finish work on Friday afternoon and have Saturday off. Banking on the kid being up for another session on Friday he'd decided that he'd take Brian back to his house for a proper sex session. Stan lived in a small cottage on the outskirts of town. It had been left to him by a bachelor Uncle along with a lump-sum of cash and a small allowance; not enough to live off but it meant that with his wages he lived very comfortably.
When he was 13 he'd visited his Uncle on his own to pick up his birthday present. After a little persuasion he'd let his Uncle play with his cock as he sat on his knee. Stan was a highly sexed young boy and the following weekend he'd gone back to his Uncle's and he let his Uncle wank him off. That quickly led to his Uncle sucking him off, which Stan thought was incredible, and he was soon visiting his Uncle several times a week. But although Stan got naked for their sessions he'd never seen his Uncle naked, let alone touched his Uncle's cock. It didn't seem to bother his Uncle, and Stan was just happy at all the attention his cock was getting. By the time he was 14 Stan's Uncle was finger-fucking his arsehole while sucking him off; but it never went any further. The sex lasted from when he was 13 until he was 16 then his Uncle was taken seriously ill and removed to a nursing home.
Stan visited him every week, the only relative to do so, until he died just after Stan's 18th birthday. Stan moved into the cottage almost immediately, he didn't get on with his Dad. The cottage consisted of a large living room, a dining room, and a kitchen, with a through-door to the attached garage. Upstairs there were two large bedrooms and a small bathroom. Stan had the bathroom extended over the garage and installed a large, modern bathroom. Stan used the smaller of the two bedrooms, and he'd converted the other bedroom into a sex games room. He'd had another extension built out over the garden so that there was a large en suite wet-room en suite to the Games room. The Games room was soundproofed. He'd financed the work from the cash lump sum he'd been left by his Uncle. The cottage was set well back from the road and his Uncle had planted a tall leylandii hedge around the cottage and garden making it almost totally private.
Although he'd got a good selection of sex toys to use on Brian's arsehole Stan knew that the best thing to fuck the kid with at the moment was real live cock as often as possible. That should get Brian even more addicted to cock than he already seemed to be; and if there were other guys there Brian could suck them off while he was being fucked and hopefully get more addicted to spunk too. So Stan decided to contact a couple of his younger mates to see if they would like to come round to his cottage on Friday to also have sex with Brian; a mini-orgy with the kid as the centrepiece. Stan was 90 percent certain that Brian would be amenable to being fucked by other guys too, he was sure the kid was in love with his cock, well, all cocks, not in love with him.
By Wednesday morning he'd been in touch with two of his mates, guys he'd picked up and had sex with when they were teenagers. Both of them had been virgins before Stan broke them in, then they couldn't get enough of his cock, then any cock; exactly how Stan wanted Brian to react. Although they also preferred teenagers they still had a soft spot for Stan, and he had a soft spot for them too; they were great sex, and like Stan they had large sexual appetites. Luckily they were both available for Friday so if Stan got Brian's agreement on Wednesday he'd confirm the session with them on Thursday.
Joe, the youngest was a 24 year old, hard-looking Jamaican; he was very black and stood 5 feet 10 tall. He had a hard, chunky body with a large, well rounded arse; although he was chunky there wasn't a spare ounce of fat on his body. Joe had a thick, smooth 9 inch uncut cock, but it wasn't as thick as Stan's, his foreskin was loose covering a deep-purple flared knob, and he had big balls in a tight ballbag. He'd shaved all his body hair off including his head because he was a popular male escort at an exclusive private gay club in a large country house, and most of his clients preferred smooth bodied escorts.
Mick was a 30 year old green eyed, red-headed Irishman who stood 6 feet tall. He was thinnish but his body was hard and firm; he wasn't just good looking, he was almost pretty. Stan had picked Mick up when he was 15; then his hair was long and he was so pretty then that when Stan first saw him go into a local cottage he'd thought Mick was a girl. But when he entered the cottage he'd soon found out how wrong he was; Mick was standing back from the urinal facing the door with his shorts around his ankles wanking off. Mick had pale skin and loads of freckles over his face and shoulders; apart from his armpits and navel trail, his body hair was just golden fuzz on his arms and legs. His hair was now cropped for his job; he worked as a life-guard at the local lido. Mick's pale, 7 inch cut cock was averagely thick, but it had a huge bulbous bright-red knob, and he had big balls in a hairy, loose ballbag.
Because they were still fond of him and he of them Stan still had sex with them occasionally, usually on their own but sometimes in a threesome, or at the occasional orgy in the local sauna. When they were teenagers Stan had always been the one doing the fucking, but now they usually took it in turns. Stan had grown into the pleasure of being fucked by a young, hard cock. Wednesday evening Stan got to work at seven just as Geoff, one of the other guards, was leaving; Stan usually arrived after the other guard had gone. Stan was wearing shorts, T-shirt and sandals, he wasn't going to change until Brian and he had finished their sex session.
As soon as Geoff left Stan went to his car and took out a blanket, some cushions, a couple of towels, a bar of soap and a large tube of KY. He took everything into the shower block and laid the blanket over the table before putting everything else on top of it. He'd just gone back and took a couple of bottles of lemonade from the car when he heard a noise. He turned and saw Brian scrambling under the fence; he was dressed in the same sexy outfit as the last time and still carrying his school bag.
They waved to each other and met at the doorway to the shower block. Stan could see that Brian had a hard-on, and his own cock erected instantly. Stan put the pop down, Brian dropped his bag and they embraced, frenching passionately. Brian had been so relieved to see Stan was there he almost took Stan's breath away with the passion of his snogging. Brian loved to feel Stan's stubble rubbing across his hairless face; it was so different to when he and Paul snogged. While they snogged their hard cocks were pressing into each others' bodies. Stan was fondling Brian's delectable arse and Brian was trying to strip Stan as they snogged, it was Stan who broke the embrace.
"God, I'm so pleased you came! Cummon lets go inside and get naked; I can't wait to get my tongue up your tight schoolboy arsehole and eat it out before I fuck it!"
Brian giggled and squeezed Stan's cock.
"I'm glad you're here too, I was a bit worried you might not want to have sex with me again. And I'm so desperate to have sex with you again, to have your huge cock up my bum fucking me silly. It was difficult but I haven't had a wank since Saturday. I've saved all my boycum for you; I want you to fuck it out of my balls with your huge cock."
"Not want to have sex with you? You silly boy, I want to have sex with you all summer long, and after!"
Stan picked up the pop, Brian picked up his bag and they went inside. Brian had been so pleased to hear Stan tell him they'd be having sex all summer, and after. Stan was impressed that the kid had thought not to wank off, a very difficult thing for a highly sexed 16 year old schoolboy to do. The kid was obviously well into gay sex. Stan put the pop down and Brian dropped his bag on the table.
"Ooh, you've put a blanket down and got some cushions, that'll be more comfortable. Oh, I've got my buttplug and a jar of Vaseline in my bag."
For some reason Brian blushed as he spoke which Stan found endearing, and sexy. Sam picked up the KY and showed it to Brian.
"We'll use this instead of the Vaseline, it's called KY and it's a lubricant for when doctors have to insert medical instruments in your body, it's much more effective than Vaseline."
Secretly Stan couldn't wait until Brian was so used to having his arsehole fucked that just spit would do; it always seemed a better fuck that way. They hurriedly stripped off and Stan lay on his back on the table and stuffed a couple of cushions under his head.
"Kneel either side of me so that you can suck my cock; then back up so that I can get my tongue and fingers in your arsehole."
When Brian was in position Stan ran his tongue up and down Brian's arse-crack a couple of times then pushed the tip of his tongue into Brian's arsehole. The bitter-sweet, musky taste, and the faint hint of soap made Stan shudder with desire. Brian meanwhile was holding Stan's cock around the base and licking up and down the thick, veiny cock-shaft then running his tongue over the huge bulbous knob. He was soon lapping up and savouring Stan's precum. Stan replaced his tongue with two KY covered fingers, and Brian moaned softly as his sphincter was stretched while he lapped at Stan's precum leaking knob. Brian couldn't stand it any longer, after a loud sigh of pleasure he closed his mouth around Stan's huge knob and began to suck in earnest. Then he started to bob his head up and down while still sucking.
Stan inserted a third finger into Brian's arsehole and worked at stretching the kid's sphincter while sucking on his balls. Brian was doing a real good job on his cock and Stan knew he was going to let the kid bring him off. Stan didn't mind, afterwards he'd be able to fuck the kid's adorable schoolboy arsehole for longer before cumming! Stan pushed his fingers further into Brian's arsehole and began to tease his sphincter. This elicited louder moans from the kid which reverberated around Stan's throbbing cock. In response Brian reached a hand out and gently fondled and squeezed Stan's big balls making Stan groan with pleasure. After a few more minutes of hard work from both of them Stan gasped:
"I'm gonna cum soon kid!"
Brian lifted off Stan's cock just long enough to gasp:
"I'm nearly there too; toss my cock a bit please!"
Stan had only given the kid's rigid 6 inch cock a couple of jerks when Brian gasped "YES!" around his cock and Stan felt warm blasts of watery boycum start splattering against his chest and belly. Stan yelled "FUCK YES!" as he began firing long ropes of thick spunk into Brian's mouth. Brian clamped his lips around Stan's thick veiny cock-shaft and started swallowing; no way was he going to lose any of Stan's thick, tasty, salty load. Both of then were pleasantly surprised by the extra large amount of boycum Brian shot, and both realised it was because Brian hadn't cum since Saturday. Brian ate Stan's spunk with relish, the more times he tasted mancum the more he wanted. When Stan finished cumming Brian sucked hard to keep his cock stiff, pleased with himself that no spunk had escaped his mouth. Stan milked and squeezed Brian's cock until there was no more boycum, Brian's cock remained hard.
"Get up Brian, lap up all the boycum you can off my body and feed it too me; then I'll fuck you."
Hurriedly Brian scrambled around, he wiped up what boycum had hit his body and licked it off his fingers, but he didn't swallow, and then he set about lapping up his boycum off Stan's body. He was hampered by the hairiness of Stan's muscular body trapping his boycum, but eventually he embraced Stan, their hard cocks digging into their bodies, and they frenched, trading boycum until finally Stan swallowed it all. Stan broke the snog and got off the table.
"Right Brian, lie on your back on the edge of the table, stick a cushion under your bum and hold your legs up and apart, I want to watch you, and snog you, while I'm fucking your hot schoolboy arsehole."
While a giggling Brian got into position Stan applied KY to his thick 8 inch cock before applying more to his fingers and inserting them into Brian's arsehole to lubricate it. Then Stan straddled, he took Brian's legs placing them on his shoulders as he placed his big bulbous knob against Brian's tiny pink pucker. They smiled lustfully at each other before Stan leaned in and snogged Brian just before he rammed his cock into Brian's arsehole. Brian screamed into Stan's mouth as the huge knob forced its way through his sphincter, but Stan ignored him, he couldn't help himself, the kid was so fuckable; and he didn't stop pushing until his pubes ground against Brian's hairless buttocks. Stan lifted up and looked down at the kid, tears welled up in Brian's eyes; but his beautiful 6 inch cock had stayed hard Stan noted. Brian was gasping for breath and his face and upper torso were bright red and his arsehole was burning. Brian was even in slight shock at the brutal invasion of his arsehole, his only consolation was to feel Stan's cock throbbing away deep inside his body.
"Are you alright Brian? I'm really sorry, but I couldn't help myself, you're so sexy and oh so fuckable."
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, that really, really hurt Stan, it still hurts; I wish you'd have warned me."
But somewhere deep in the back of his mind Brian suddenly realised that he'd initially derived a fleeting pleasure from the pain.
"I'm sorry Brian, I didn't mean to penetrate your arsehole like that, but you turn me on so much! Anyway if I had warned you would that have made the pain any less, or helped you to not tense up?"
The tears had disappeared and a slight, wry smile played across Brian's pouty lips. The pain was rapidly easing and he felt turned on by the fact that Stan found him, well his arsehole, so irresistible. Brian wondered if he, or his arsehole, would have the same effect on other men.
"I don't suppose so no, I'd probably have been worried and not have been able to relax my sphincter. Anyway your huge cock's inside me now and the pain is easing; so don't you worry about me getting used to feel of your cock, fuck me now; make me cum again!"
Just the words Stan wanted to hear, he'd been a bit worried that his brutal penetration of Brian's arsehole might have put him off.
"Good boy, I'll take it nice and easy to begin with; I don't want to hurt you any more than I already have."
And as Stan started to withdraw his cock he leaned in and they started frenching again, sucking on each others' tongues. Stan started fucking Brian with long slow strokes, only leaving his big bulbous knob inside Brian's arsehole on the out stroke; and Brian was soon moaning with pleasure into Stan's mouth. Brian liked the way Stan's stubble grazed against his smooth skin; it confirmed that he was being fucked by a real man. He was getting so much pleasure from being fucked by Stan's huge cock that memories of the brutal penetration were ebbing away fast. The KY was a definite improvement on Vaseline, and the burning sensation had gone. After several minutes of slow, steady fucking Stan speeded up a bit, but he still withdrew his cock so that only his knob was left inside Brian's arsehole. Minutes later Brian broke the snog to gasp.
"Fuck, I'm gonna shoot again!"
Stan raised up a bit and looked down at Brian's face, it was still flushed, his hair was wet with sweat, his eyes were filled with lust and his beautiful, pouty lips were all puffed up from their heavy snogging. Stan increased his stroke rate slightly just as Brian gasped again, and Stan felt watery boycum start splattering against his body. Brian's sphincter spasmed uncontrollably around Stan's thick cock-shaft, making Stan shudder with added pleasure. When the kid's orgasm finally subsided Stan looked down at Brian's boycum bespattered body and saw that his 6 inch cock was still hard; so Stan increased his fuck-rate once again. Stan's desire to shoot his load and fill Brian's arsehole full of his spunk was increasing by the second. Stan cupped his hands under Brian's shoulders and started slamming his cock in and out of Brian's arsehole.
Stan's fucking became so wild that occasionally his cock would leave Brian's arsehole completely. And when Stan rammed his cock back into Brian's arsehole Brian just grunted. "What a cock-slut the kid's becoming" Stan thought to himself. Brian found that Stan's punch-fucking of his arsehole was another huge turn-on and knew he'd soon have another orgasm from the pounding of Stan's cock against his sphincter. Stan was the first to cum, with a loud groan he buried his cock as far up Brian's arsehole as he could, shuddering as jet after jet of thick spunk splattered against the walls of Brian's anal canal. As Stan's climax petered out Brian groaned, his cock jerked and thin ropes of watery boycum jetted from his cock onto both their sweat drenched bodies. Brian's spasming sphincter squeezed more spunk from Stan's cock. After getting their breath back Stan leaned back and smiled down at Brian.
"Do you want me to put the buttplug up your arsehole before I clean your body?"
"Er, yes please, er ... have we finished then?"
"Well, it's getting late and I want to put a proposition to you. When you hear it you may want to save your spunk till later."
Brian was intrigued.
"Er, okay, but I can clean your cock off can't I? I love to taste it after it's been up my bum!"
Stan chuckled and playfully slapped Brian's arse.
"Of course you can, you can clean it while I'm licking up your boycum. Then we'll wash up and I'll explain what I've got in mind."
Stan took the buttplug from Brian's bag and as he withdrew his deflating cock from Brian's arsehole he replaced it with the buttplug; Brian's sphincter closed around the neck almost immediately. Then Stan positioned Brian so that his head was hanging off the edge of the table and as Brian cleaned his cock Stan lapped up what boycum he could off Brian's sexy young body. When they'd finished Brian got off the table and they snogged. Stan could feel Brian's hard cock poking into his thigh but he wanted Brian to try and save his boycum until Friday, if he agreed to the mini gang-bang that is. Brian was a little disappointed, time was getting on but they could have had a bit more sex, he wanted to shoot another load even if Stan didn't. But perhaps Stan's proposition was to have sex again soon he mused and hoped so.
They broke the snog and went to wash off after taking some rag from the locker. As they soaped and washed each others' bodies Stan explained about Friday; Brian's eyes lit up and his cock jumped and he agreed to the orgy (as Stan called it, thinking gang-bang might frighten the kid.) immediately. He began to bombard Stan with questions about what the other 2 guys looked like and how big their cocks were, but Stan told him to wait and see. Still arranging things they went and dried off, Brian appreciated that Stan had brought soap and actual towels. Brian said he had to go out with his Mom Friday morning and early afternoon but would be free from around 4 o'clock. It was later than Stan had hoped but it would have to do. When Stan said okay and started to arrange where to pick him up Brian dropped a bombshell. He said that if it was okay with Stan he'd be able to stop the night, his parents wouldn't mind, they'd think he was having a weekend sleepover at Paul's, he'd been doing that for the last 6 months. Stan was elated, what a difference that makes he thought, and he quickly told Brian that it was a great idea.
They dressed and Stan gave Brian a bottle of lemonade to drink, while he started on the other one. Still drinking they went to the office and Brian gave Stan his address. They were both very thirsty and finished off the lemonade. Stan arranged to wait for Brian at the bottom of his street from a quarter to four on Friday and they swapped telephone numbers in case there was a problem. Brian had a wicked gleam in his eye and he'd blushed slightly. Stan noted that he'd still got a hard-on.
"Er, I might have to wank-off before Friday Stan I'm so turned on by the idea. Um, but if you suck me off before I go home I'd have a better chance of not wanking!"
Stan gave a dirty laugh as he sank to his knees in front of Brian.
"You're one dirty little fucker!"
As Brian giggled Stan dropped to his knees and eased Brian's shorts down over Brian's rigid 6 inch cock and then he swallowed it to the root. Brian grabbed his head for support and moaned with pleasure as Stan's throat muscles began masturbating his cock while he tongued the rigid cock-shaft. When Stan tapped and twisted the buttplug Brian's grip tightened and he hissed.
"Yes! ... oh yes ... suck my cock, er, my schoolboy cock, and make me cum again!"
Stan was amused by Brian's attempt at dirty talk and he felt his own cock growing as he worked on the kid's delicious cock. But he wasn't going to do anything about it; he too would save his spunk until Friday, he'd need to with this sexy young fucker staying the night. Stan began to fondle Brian's balls and tap harder against the buttplug while rapidly twisting it about; causing Brian to moan louder. Brian was still highly sexed-up and after a few minutes more he groaned loudly, bucked his hips and began to flood Stan's mouth with another extra large load of boycum. The first jet went straight down Stan's throat before he had time to pull back; when he did Stan started swallowing slowly, savouring the faintly salty, almost sweet-tasting boycum. When Brian finished cumming they snogged again then Brian broke away and eased his tight shorts up and over his half-hard cock. Stan saw how puffy Brian's lips were from all the contact with his stubble while they'd been snogging and voiced his concern that Brian's Mom would notice and say something. Brian assured him that he'd go straight up to his room when he got home so that his Mom wouldn't notice. When he'd pulled his shorts up they kissed briefly again and Brian headed for home.
After changing into his uniform Stan phoned Joe, then Mick, he couldn't wait until Thursday now that he had news of Brian's sleepover. Both of them were turned on by the news and both of them agreed to sleepover too. When he went out on his rounds Stan wondered if the three of them would be enough to satisfy the kid now that he'd be stopping the night. Then he had an idea and phoned Harry, the guard with the Harley.
Harry was gay and into BDSM, but he also liked normal sex if it involved young teenage lads. Stan sometimes met him at the sauna orgies when there were teens there. Harry was 42 and 5ft 10 tall with a stocky, firm, hairless torso, hairy legs, and a slight paunch. He had a 7 inch cut cock with a torpedo shaped knob and it was very veiny and thicker than Stan's. His large balls were housed in a tight shaved ballbag, and he had a small rectangle of trimmed and shaped black pubes above his cock. His head was shaved and he had tattoos all over his body, including a starburst around his balls and cock.
A couple of weeks before, Harry had told Stan that he'd just started having sex with a runaway called Shaun who was just 17 years old. Shaun was so sexy and such good sex that after their first steamy night of passion Harry had moved Shaun into his apartment. Then Harry told Stan Shaun's history:
Shaun had lived alone with his Mom (his Dad was in prison for G.B.H.) in a fairly large house in the suburbs. When Shaun was twelve a widow moved in next door, she had twin boys, Peter and Paul, 4 years older than him and an older son, Mark, 6 years older. The brothers were very friendly to Shaun from the start, not treating him like a little kid, and from the time he was 13 they got him to have weekend sleepovers. The twins slept together in a double bed and their bedroom had a connecting door to Mark's bedroom, the door was always open. Shaun slept in Mark's bedroom which contained 2 single beds. The four of them would change into their pyjamas and sit on the twins' bed to chat and listen to records or watch TV before bedtime. When Shaun started yawning he would be sent to Mark's room to sleep while Mark stayed with the twins.
The brothers were always telling Shaun what a great kid he was and how fond they were of him. They were also very tactile and Shaun got used to, and enjoyed, the physical contact, the brothers were always hugging him or stroking his limbs when they played games. After a couple of months the brothers started to strip down to just their underpants and they got Shaun to do the same. Then they began wrestling most nights; and by Shaun's bedtime all four of them would have hard-ons. But nothing was ever said or done about it which frustrated Shaun; especially when he could hear Mark and the twins moaning and groaning next door while he tried to get to sleep. He just knew they were having sex with each other; and he wanted to have sex with them too. Shaun was too young and too shy to broach the subject with the brothers, so he invariably ended up wanking off into his handkerchief while he tried to imagine what the three brothers were doing with each other.
However on Shaun's 14th birthday all that changed. The brothers' Mother was away for the weekend and when Shaun arrived the brothers were already in their underpants and they urged Shaun to do the same. While Shaun quickly stripped off he noticed that the brothers' cocks already looked hard. They lay on the twins' bed and to celebrate Shaun's birthday they drank coke laced with vodka; Shaun got drunk and giggly very quickly. When Mark rolled over and embraced him and kissed him with an open mouth Shaun immediately responded, kissing back, duelling tongue to tongue and rubbing his crotch against Mark's. Then the three brothers were all over him, kissing him and fondling his body and hard cock. The brothers quickly removed Shaun's and their own underpants revealing their hard, average sized cocks. They were amazed at the size of Shaun's 14 year old cock and took turns groping it and sucking on it. Shaun needed no prompting and was soon groping and sucking their cocks too. Shaun came while Mark was sucking him off; to Shaun it was an incredible orgasm, the best he'd ever had.
Next the brothers started playing with his bum and arsehole while he sucked on their cocks. Soon they'd all had a finger or two up it. Then Mark worked 3 vaselined fingers into Shaun's arsehole one after the other while Peter sucked on his cock and Paul chewed on his balls. Mark's fingers felt weird but sexy to Shaun and not really painful, they just made him tense up a bit initially. Mark started to play with something inside Shaun's arsehole which sent shivers pf pleasure through his young body. Mark told him that it was his prostate and having it manipulated was a sexual stimulant; Shaun couldn't have agreed more, it felt great!
The brothers were still giving him drinks and when they told him they were going to fuck his arsehole he was too drunk to protest, not that he wanted too, Mark's fingers felt so good. Mark removed his fingers and 18 years old Paul gently eased his cock into Shaun's arsehole and fucked him while Peter held Shaun's legs up and out of the way while Mark snogged him. Shaun loved the sensation of Paul's throbbing cock sliding up and down his arsehole and rubbing across his prostate. When Shaun groaned into Mark's mouth that he was going to cum again Mark dived onto his rigid cock and sucked out another load of boycum causing Shaun to shudder with pleasure. Then Peter and Paul swapped places and Peter fucked Shaun's arsehole until he too shot his load. They both came quickly, which disappointed Shaun, he loved to feel their cocks pounding away at his arsehole; and Shaun loved to feel them shooting their loads inside his arsehole and he came again while Peter was cumming.
Then it was Mark's turn, his cock was longer and thicker than the twins' cocks so he took longer to gently work it into Shaun's arsehole. The twins took it in turns to hold Shaun's legs or snog him. It also took Mark longer to cum which Shaun enjoyed so much his cock went rigid again and started leaking precum. Shaun had hardly felt ant pain when the first cock was forced into his arsehole, and by the time Mark had fucked him and added his thick spunk to the twins' Shaun was in love with cock and he begged them to fuck him again, which they did. All three came inside Shaun's arsehole again, and Shaun had another 2 orgasms while being fucked.
After that Shaun got fucked by all the brothers several times a week, singly, in pairs, or as a group, which Shaun preferred, he was well and truly in love with being fucked. And he loved 69ing with any of them if it wasn't appropriate to fuck; he adored the taste of their thicker spunk. He also fucked the brothers occasionally which he quite enjoyed but he preferred them to fuck him. But then Shaun's Dad came out of prison just before he turned 17; within a few days his Dad started coming home drunk and then he started physically abusing Shaun and his Mom. Shaun didn't want to involve the brothers and cause untold trouble; so when he turned 17 Shaun ran away from home and Harry picked him up at a Biker transport café he'd heard about from Mark.
When Harry and Stan met on their next changeover Harry brought Shaun along and told him to strip for Stan and show off his body. Naked, Shaun was 6ft 2 inches tall with a lithe, willowy body and long blonde hair in a ponytail. His lithe, pale body was shaved hairless including his pubes which made his 10 inch cock, about as thick as Joe's, look enormous. (Shaun's cock had erected as soon as Harry told him to strip off.) His balls were average sized and housed in a loose red ballbag. His arsehole was pert, rounded and dimpled. Even though he'd fucked the brothers on several occasions Shaun preferred to get fucked Harry said, and he offered him to Stan. Sadly Stan had business to do so he couldn't take Harry up on the offer there and then, but he found Shaun very sexy and very attractive and took a rain-check.
When Stan described Brian and told Harry about the planned gang-bang Harry wanted in immediately and promised to bring Shaun along too. Shaun would probably want to fuck Brian too; lately Harry had noticed that Shaun was starting to eye younger teens up. However, because Harry was working, they wouldn't be able to get there until around 10:00 pm. Stan laughingly told him that was okay, they could take over from him and the other two whose balls would probably be drained by then! Stan decided not to tell Brian anything about Harry and Shaun; they'd be a pleasant surprise for him. If he'd want more cock that was, but Stan was 99 per cent certain that Brian was turning into a cock-slut and would jump at the chance of being fucked by Harry and Shaun.
When Brian woke up on Friday morning he'd got a raging hard-on, in fact his cock had hardly gone down since Wednesday night. He didn't know how but he'd managed not to wank off since Wednesday and his balls were aching with the need to cum. After a cold shower he returned to his room; because he was visiting his spinster great-aunt with his Mom Brian realised he'd have to dress in something that hid his hard-on. Brian chose a tight pair of swimming trunks under a pair of baggy shorts and a long, baggy T-shirt. The day really dragged and his Mom kept telling him to stop fidgeting, but he couldn't help it he'd got a constant hard-on and it made sitting still awkward. His great-aunt wasn't too well so they left early and were back home by 2:00 pm.
After some lunch his Mom reminded him to pack his toothbrush and clean underwear then left to go shopping. Brian used the toilet then had a bath and cleaned his bum out as well as he could. Putting the same shorts and T-shirt back on (he'd have to look presentable when he came home on Saturday) Brian packed his swimming trunks, a toothbrush and his buttplug into his bag. Although the shorts were really baggy his rigid 6 inch cock was clearly noticeable if you looked at his crotch now he wasn't wearing his swimming trunks. It was twenty to four so Brian locked the house and headed down the street. He kept his hand in his pocket to hold his rampant cock against his body and it soon felt sticky from the copious precum oozing from his cock-slit. Brian was so excited by what was in store for him and kept imagining having a big juicy cock in his mouth, another one fucking his arsehole at the same time while he wanked the third cock. Just before he reached the bottom of his road Stan pulled up beside him in his Mini and opened the door, Brian got in. Stan was wearing a loose pair of thin cotton shorts and flip-flops, nothing else. Brian could see that he'd got an erection too.
"Right on time kid."
"Yeah, we got home early."
"Are you ready for some fun?"
Brian outlined his cock in shorts.
"What do you think? It's been stiff since Wednesday!"
Stan took Brian's hand and put it on his hard cock then he groped Brian.
"And mine too Brian; right let's take you home."
Stan removed his hand and drove off; Brian kept on groping and tossing Stan's cock until Stan had to tell Brian to stop, he was afraid he'd shoot his load, so Brian contented himself with running his hand up and down Stan's hairy thighs. And when no cars were about Brian would grope Stan's nipples and hairy pecs. By the time they arrived at the cottage there was a large precum stain soaking both their shorts. As they turned into the drive Brian realised that if he cut through his local park Stan's cottage was only a 15 minute cycle ride away. Stan had left the garage doors open and drove right in and they got out of the car.
"Right Brian, we strip off in here, no clothes are allowed in the house today, put your school bag and T-shirt on the chair over there, change into these flip-flops, and give me your shorts."
Brian hurriedly shed his clothes and was soon as naked as Stan. Stan was holding both pairs of shorts; they needed to go into the wash. Stan beckoned and Brian followed him into the kitchen. He poured Brian a glass of coke and while he drank it Stan put the shorts into the washing machine and turned it on. He grinned at Brian.
"Follow me upstairs and I'll introduce you to the others."
Brian's pulse started to race with excitement as he followed Stan up the stairs, the sight of Stan's hairy, muscular arsehole jiggling about making his cock jerk. Upstairs Stan took Brian's hand and led him into the Games room. Inside they stopped, and Brian looked around in wonder. In the middle of the room was a large double bed, it was covered in a black, rubber sheet with pillows scattered on it, and there were lots of towels on the 2 bedside cabinets. The flooring was rubbery black tiles which were warm and had some give in them. The bright lighting was concealed, and the ceiling was mirrored as were the walls, which had a couple of rows of shelving containing all manner of sex toys. Brian gulped when he saw the size of some of the dildos; they were bigger than a man's forearm with knobs like clenched fists. He wondered how on earth anyone could take something that size up their arsehole. Stan squeezed his hand and pointed to a door.
"That leads to the wet-room, the other two are inside cleaning themselves," the door opened, "ah, here they are."
Brian looked eagerly at the two naked men emerging from the wet-room; they paused, smiled, and eyed him up and down.
"The black guy is Joe, he's Jamaican and 24; the ginger guy is Mick, he's Irish and 30. And they'll be sleeping over too."
They nodded and said "Hi." Both of them thought that Brian was even sexier than Stan had described, he was so good looking with a great smooth, hairless body and a rock-hard teenage cock to die for; they couldn't wait to fuck his cute arsehole. Brian answered them while he looked them up and down, they both looked fit with nice bodies and both of them had erections, and Brian liked the look of their hard cocks. He could see that Joe's cock was about an inch longer than, but not as thick as, Stan's cock. When Brian took in the size of Mick's huge bulbous knob he gulped as he imagined it forcing his sphincter open. God, he thought, excitedly but with some trepidation, my bum's going to be well used tonight by the three of them. Then Stan interrupted his reverie.
"Um, because we're going to be using your arsehole a lot it would be best, more hygienic, if you were properly cleaned out so there were no um, "accidents" while we're fucking you."
Brian blushed.
"I had a bath and a shower before I came to meet you. And I, er, cleaned my bum out really well. I, er, even pushed the loofah in it a bit as well as my fingers."
The three men chuckled and Stan fondled his buttocks.
"That was thoughtful Brian but there's a machine in the wet-room that'll make your insides spotless, better for when we all eat your arsehole out. It's called a colonic irrigation machine and we all use it before we have a sex session. I used it before picking you up, and Joe and Mick have just used it. Have you ever had an enema?"
Brian was bright red by now and feeling extremely embarrassed as he nervously fidgeted; but he guessed Stan knew what he was talking about, he must have had orgies lots of times. And Brian desperately wanted to have sex with the three of them. Knowing that the three men had been cleaned out made him feel easier too.
"I, er, had one about 18 months ago at the hospital; er, when I was er, badly constipated." He remembered that he'd almost got an erection while the male nurse was giving him the enema, which had been embarrassing; he'd presumed it was the pressure on his prostate. "It felt, um, kind of weird, but a bit sexy too."
"Well, let's see how my machine makes you feel, and don't be embarrassed by us being there, we've seen it all before."
Brian was embarrassed, very embarrassed, and his cock had gone down. But he trusted Stan to know what was best and meekly followed as Stan led him into the wet-room. The wet-room was large with a tiled floor running to a drain in one corner. There was a pan, a bidet, a hand basin, three shower heads and a machine in the corner next to an examination table with a raised head, stirrups at the other end, and it was covered in a fitted rubber sheet. Brian guessed this was the machine Stan had told him about.
"Okay Brian, hop up onto the table and lie down and put your feet in the stirrups. I'll adjust them and then I'll plumb you in."
As Stan adjusted Brian's legs so that they were in the air and wide apart he could see that Brian was embarrassed and nervous, his face was still red and he was trembling.
"Don't be embarrassed or nervous, try to relax, you'll soon get used to doing this during the summer when you come to play with me, or me and my mates."
The reminder that he'd be having sex during the summer calmed Brian down a bit. It was a small price to pay if I'm going to get fucked regularly he thought as he tried to relax.
Stan showed him a tube as he lubed it with KY; about as thick as his thumb it was divided in two with spigots about 3 inches and 5 inches from the head. Stan explained that warm water ran through one half into his belly, then when his belly was full the flow was stopped and a couple of minutes later what was inside his belly would be drained out as fresh water was added. Brian rested on his elbows and watched while Stan easily eased the tube into his arsehole up to the nearest spigot. Just then Joe and Mick walked in and Brian went even redder. As Brian felt the water flowing into his belly they came over and started massaging his upper torso and kissing his face and licking at his little brown nipples which quickly erected. Brian lay back to enjoy the new experiences his body was receiving. When Joe moved lower and started licking his cock it quickly erected to its full 6 inches and Joe began to suckle on it causing Brian to moan softly. Brian's earlier embarrassment had totally disappeared, he just lay there enjoying the sexy sensations he felt and he could feel a climax building. Stan closed off the water when Brian's belly was full and distended; Brian felt bloated but sexy at the same time. While gently massaging his drum-taut belly Stan leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"Do you want the guys to bring you off? It's a great sensation to experience while you're being cleaned out."
"Oh yes!" he gasped.
"Right, let us know when you're about to come."
While Mick started chewing on Brian's nipples Joe deep-throated his cock while fondling and squeezing his balls and Stan kept massaging his belly while draining and refilling it. Brian squirmed about on the table from the exquisite sensations coursing through his young body; he was amazed at how sexy it felt being washed out and sexually played with at the same time. When Stan was three quarters of the way through filling Brian's belly for the fifth time Brian gasped.
"I think I'm gonna cum soon!"
So Stan didn't stop the water but kept it flowing making Brian's belly really bloat. Brian didn't know what was happening but the pressure in his belly was getting really painful, he thought he was going to burst. Joe stopped deep-throating Brian's rigid cock, expertly wanking it instead and pointing it towards Brian's face. Brian gave an almighty gasp and a loud groan as the first rope of watery boycum shot from his cock; it went over his head and then hit his face. Stan immediately opened the spigot to drain his belly when he saw the watery boycum shoot from Brian's cock. Brian experienced an incredible sense of relief when the pressure eased and had an enormous orgasm, his body convulsing with pleasure. In fact it felt like a double orgasm to Brian it was so intense. I want to do this again he thought, what an incredible cum!
Brian's orgasm finally subsided and he lay back totally exhausted while Mick and Joe lapped up his boycum from his face and body and Stan sucked his still rigid cock clean. Then the three of them snogged sharing Brian's boycum. Brian could see that their stiff cocks were all dripping precum; he hoped they were all sexed-up and ready to give his arsehole a long work-out. Stan filled and emptied Brian's belly one more time; and finally the water ran clear into the drain.
Mick and Joe removed his legs from the stirrups and they helped him off the table. They had to hold him up to steady him, he was trembling and his legs were shaking. After a few deep breaths Brian gasped.
"Shit, that was an incredible cum, it felt really weird but wonderful, I dunno, it was like a sort of double orgasm; and I came buckets!"
The three guys laughed and Stan playfully slapped Brian's buttocks.
"Let's go into the Games room now, we want to get our tongues up your arsehole to see what you really taste like!"
End of part two, part three will follow:
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