THE STROLLING PLAYERS by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008 written on June 3, 1992 translated by the author English text kindly revised by The Australian
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"THE STROLLING PLAYERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 12 - The bard and the thirsty and hungry boy
Vance's new wagon had finally started its tours throughout the Irish lands. On its sides, besides the drawings representing the main characters of their repertory, there was the name of the company. As he could not use is real name, Vance had the words "Gael's Theater" written across the canopy, taking inspiration from the Gaelic Sagas from which he drew inspiration for some of the plays they were performing.
If the company had to sustain itself using only their talents, they would barely earn sufficient to survive, because the Irish were much poorer than the English, and because no body required and paid for one of the boys to take to bed. In this land a puritanical attitude reigned. What allowed them to avoid economic problems was their espionage service on behalf of the O'Neil Clan.
Timothy and Roe soon revealed that they were really good actors. At first Rupert had some difficulties, until they saw that the boy was giving his best in comic characters. Roe and Rupert often acted women's part, but Vance didn't want them to wear women's attire away from the stage.
Even though they didn't form steady couples, Vance had sex mainly with Roe, and Timothy with Rupert.
It was about a year later when they were touring the land, when they stopped in Drogeda. Here, after their first show, one of the audiences, a young man of about twenty-five, approached them.
"Who is the chief-actor?" the young man asked Rupert. When the boy pointed him towards Vance, he went to him and said, "My name is Dave Bellew. I really appreciated your performance. I am very good at playing the harp and thought that some moments of your representation could become more suggestive if accompanied by an harp music..."
"Would you like to join us?"
"Well... I was thinking... we could try."
"We are not very rich and our life is hard at times. What's more, we are a small but very close group, and for instance, we have no women with us."
"This is not a problem for me and how much hard your life could be, I don't think it can be harder than mine."
"How did you earn a living, up to now?"
"Going to play at parties, at village fairs, for some local Lord, but in this time of war, a bard barely manages to survive. I could earn more if I went to play music for the English Lords, but they despise we Irish and our traditions and treat us worse than their hunting dogs. Besides that it is not pleasant touring and living alone."
Vance listened to him and studied him carefully. On one hand he thought it could really be good having a bard with them. What's more he liked Dave, also physically, but if he wasn't a men lover like them, he might be a problem having him live with them. Even though when he was in the Midwood's company, Tim and Ray never posed a problem. But that was England, where people were less puritanical than in Ireland... He decided to insist on that subject.
"Forgive my outspokenness, Dave Bellew, but... as I told you, we have no women amongst us and it is not easy. In the event of you feeling desire, you will have difficulty in finding an easy girl in the villages. You well know how their families always keep an eye on them and strictly control them."
"If you four can manage without girls, I too can manage, don't you think?"
"It could be. Don't you have a woman?"
"No. I just had a short episode when I was seventeen, nothing serious or deep."
"It's odd that at your age. Should you have the desire, how would you relieve yourself other than with a woman?"
"Well... I do like all those who haven't a woman do... by myself."
"Like a kid."
"Like a kid. You say you haven't a woman, so you are doing so, aren't you?"
Vance was hesitant about explaining him their situation. Then he decided to take the risk.
"Well, we four found a... a solution to this kind of problem. We are practically two couples, so we solved it between us."
"You mean that... yes, as it were... you are... not interested in women?"
"Rightly so. Does this trouble you? Does it scandalize you?"
"Well, no... I didn't figure it out, but I think it's just your business. I mean, if you content yourselves so..."
"Yes, but you see, you will have to sleep in the wagon with us and... it could become embarrassing for us and even more for you."
"I see. I never did it with a person of my same sex. Well... other than when a boy with a cousin. Just kids games, you know how it happens, especially if you sleep together. They touch each other during the night until they come. By god, I anyway... I didn't really do it, do it completely that is, not even with a girl. Anyway I never even felt like trying it with a boy. Tell me, you all... the four of you... are happy with that solution? Are you... two steady couples, I mean, or else... Well, forgive me, it is just your business, it doesn't concern me."
"More or less we are two couples, but without any jealousy problems. I usually sleep with that boy, and the other two sleep together."
"I see. The two boys who on stage performed the women's parts are also, so to say, your... women."
Vance laughed, "Not necessarily. We are four males. Each of us can... take it or put it without distinction. Anyway, you can now understand why I am perplexed about having you joining us? I would like to have a bard in our company, but..."
"Couldn't we give it a try? You can do as you please, it would not give me the least problem, and I would not create any problems for you, I can assure you. I am not that puritanical."
"As you are a handsome young man, how would you feel being together, close to the four of us who, all naked, while we were having sex? Don't you also think that having you near us in those intimacy moments could make us feel tempted to try it with you too? Possibly even the four of us at once?"
"Well, I didn't think about that... I don't know, I sincerely have no idea... No, I really have no idea."
"Dave, if you were to be accepted and I proposed you to come in bed with one of us four, would you accept?"
"I don't know... but I could anyway give it a try. I'm really keen to join you."
"With whom of us would you try, then?"
"Well, perhaps... perhaps with him, your boy."
"With Roe? And why with him?"
"He has a likeable air, and he's a handsome boy."
"Do you think he is the most feminine of us?"
"My god, no! On the stage he can pass for a girl, but now, absolutely not... I wouldn't say that he is either feminine or effeminate."
"He isn't, I can assure you. Between his legs he has a really good peg, and he uses it in a really skilful way."
"I really can't imagine how..."
"So, then, wouldn't it be better if you tried, before deciding if you really want join us?"
"Do you think that he... I mean... would he be game trying it with me?"
"I really think so. At least, I would willingly try it with you. You are a really handsome young man. Anyway, if you want, I can ask him, or ask any of the others."
"And... would we do it now? In the wagon?"
"Sure. But I really think it would be better that you first think about it. We stay here for a couple of days yet, there is no hurry."
"Well, that might be better. Yes, it's better if I sleep on it and then... we can meet tomorrow to talk some more about it."
"As you like. See you tomorrow, then, Dave. But don't tell anybody about us four..."
"Certainly not, don't worry."
As the bard left, the other three, who had dismantled the scenery and closed the wagon's side, approached Vance.
"What were you talking about all this time? Was he the Clan's envoy?" Roe asked.
"No, he is a bard who wishes to become a member of our company." Vance answered with a smile and told them of the conversation he had with Dave.
They discussed the matter, but only Rupert had reservations. All the others were inclined to at least give it a try.
Timothy said, "He's a handsome man, that Dave. It could be good having a bard with us. Besides playing suitable music during our shows, he could go around announcing our shows, playing and singing during the day in the squares, at the market or in the inns. If he is ready to join us, in bed I mean, I think he would be a good acquisition. Anyway, now it's up to him to decide if tomorrow he will show up or not."
The night after Dave was there, with a bundle and his harp, "I decided it's worth at least giving it a try. May I spend the night in the wagon with you?"
"With all the four of us, you mean?" Vance asked, a little surprised.
"Why not? I thought that is useless trying with just one of you, and then... well, the reality is that you are four. I might as well just take a dive - I will either drown or learn to swim, as the adage goes."
"But if you never did it before, it could be rather embarrassing for you, don't you think?"
"It surely will be. But I thought about it for a good time and, as I told you, I decided that I had to try. I am really tired of being alone, not knowing if I will have food or shelter the day after... Did you talk about me with the others? Have they agreed to let me try?"
"Yes. The only one perplexed is Rupert, but probably only because he is the shyest of us. Come, then, I'll introduce you to the others."
After the introductions were made, they all went inside the Wagon. Timothy took a jar of ale and passed it around while they were beginning to tell each other their ups and downs in life. At first there was some embarrassment, but soon the ice was broken. Dave was a merry fellow with a good sense of humour and soon they all were laughing and joking, helped along in no small measure by the ale they were drinking.
Timothy started to caress Roe in an intimate way. After a while they also involved Rupert. Vance was observing Dave's reaction. Timothy and Roe started to kiss and Rupert slipped a hand under Timothy kilt and it was clear that his hand was moving in an erotic massage. Dave was trying to keep an indifferent expression but his eyes were more often lingering on the three actors engaged in ever increasing intimate games.
Vance then put his hand on Dave's thigh, under his grey kilt, and asked, "Does my hand there annoy you, Dave?"
"What? Well... no."
Vance moved it a little farther in a light caress. The young man was a little stiff and was nervously smiling. Rupert had raised Timothy's kilt and was now openly caressing his erect member. When he noticed that Dave was looking at him, the boy bent down and started to kiss and lick it. Meanwhile Roe was undressing Timothy. At that point nobody was talking and air was filled with electricity.
Vance's hand reached Dave's member. It was still soft, hanging between the young man's thighs. He cupped it with his hand and gently squeezed it. Dave didn't protest, but his member had not responded to that intimate contact.
Timothy and Roe were almost naked in the other's arms and Rupert moved to suck Roe's member, while fondling Timothy's. Dave's member gave a light throb then started to slowly harden under Vance's hand. Timothy started to undress Rupert and kiss him. Roe moved silently near Dave and started to caress his thighs, Vance moved at Dave's back pulling the young man to himself and making him lay down on his lap. While he was slowly untying his clothes, he started to caress his chest.
Roe opened Dave's legs making him spread them, until he reached his half erect member, still hidden under his kilt. He raised the cloth uncovering it, then took it in his hands and started to tease its tip with his tongue, Dave's member gave a start and was soon pointing upwards, straight and hard. The young man's eyes were staring at Timothy and Rupert, who were totally naked and intertwined, head to toe, giving head to each other, lowly moaning from the pleasure of it. Vance had meanwhile opened all Dave's clothes and was pulling them away one after the other while continuing to caress his body.
Finally Roe had swallowed Dave's pole making it slip down his throat. The young man had a short jolt and spread his legs a little more indicating to Roe he was enjoying that treatment. Meanwhile Rupert was leaning against Timothy, pushing his arse against the hard pole of his friend and excitedly murmured, "Fuck me, go on!"
Timothy seized Rupert by his waist and started to penetrate him with a set of small and well aimed strokes. Rupert closed his eyes and underlined each stroke with a soft pleasure moan. Dave was looking at them, visibly fascinated. Vance had totally undressed the young man and Roe was sucking him with determination. Vance teased his turgid nipples and skilfully caressed him. Dave, turning a little on his side, pushed a hand between Vance's legs and seized his stake that he felt pulsate against him. Vance started to undress himself. He gently disengaged himself from Dave, went at Roe's back and impaled him. At each of his pushes, Roe slipped on Dave's body licking it while he was moving up brushing his body against the fully erect and hard member of Dave.
The young man started to caress Roe's back and sides, and when Vance was in hand's reach, started to caress his chest and belly. Roe got to reach Dave's mouth and kissed him with urgency, pushing his tongue in and moving it skilfully and greedily, seeking and addressing the tongue of Dave, who gradually started to return the kiss in the same manner. Vance then stopped fucking Roe, went at Timothy's back who was riding Rupert on all fours, and started to fuck him.
Roe then stood up, went astride Dave's pelvis and lowered himself towards his hard and throbbing pole, saying, "Keep it upwards with your hand... make all of it enter me... I want to feel it all in me."
Dave complied and when he felt the tip of his member starting to slip inside that hot and welcoming hole, shuddered all over his body and exhaled a long sigh.
Roe went down, then said, "Now keep your hand away, I want it all inside me to its root... Do you like it Dave?"
The young man, unable to utter a word, nodded several times. Rupert had slipped out from under Timothy, who was tossing under the vigorous strokes of Vance, and went near Dave. He crouched at his head side, seizing it with both hands, and pulling it to his groin. He started to brush the tip of his member against Dave's cheeks and lips. Dave let him do it while panting with pleasure.
"Open your mouth, come on. I want to fuck you in the mouth..." Rupert said in a hoarse voice.
Dave slightly shook his head and kept his lips shut. Vance pulled away from Timothy and, making him sign, both moved near Dave, each at one of his sides, and bent down to suck his nipples. Rupert was continued to try pushing his tool in Dave's mouth, without success, but he didn't give up. Roe slipped off Dave's member and took Vance's place, sucking the nipple and told to him, with gestures, to take Dave's ass.
Vance nodded. Crouching between Dave's thighs, he raised his legs, resting them on his shoulders, raised his pelvis, spread his buttocks with both hands and started to lick his hole and to open it with his salivated fingers. Dave was soon all a tremor. He opened his mouth emitting a love moan and Rupert, quickly, pushed his peg full length, inside Dave's mouth.
"Now suck it, go on! You saw how it has to be done, didn't you? Suck it, move your tongue, go on... don't let me feel your teeth."
Vance continued licking and salivating the palpitating sphincter of the young bard, rimming it, then replaced the fingers with his straight pole, hard as granite and started pushing. Dave stiffened and tried to wriggle away but Timothy and Roe kept him still, licking and teasing him. Rupert held his head with both hands while moving his member to and fro. Dave made two or three more weak attempts to free himself but finally surrendered to Vance who then started to vigorously fuck him. Dave's eyes were wet with tears, but he had totally abandoned himself to that double fuck.
Then Timothy went down to give head to Dave whose member had softened. It soon reacted regaining its hardness between the actor's lips. Roe continued licking and caressing all the bard's body. The united action of the four friends on Dave's body was starting to make him feel incredible strong sensations, in a mix of pain and pleasure, of annoyance and enjoyment. The young man was feeling both violated yet loved by the four males in rut.
To Dave they were so new, unforeseen, intense, weird, agreeable feelings that he finally abandoned himself to them without opposing at all, without trying to analyse or evaluate them.
Rupert came in his mouth and Dave spluttered a cough. He partly swallowed the warm seed from the boy, and partly let it drip onto his lips. Soon after Vance came inside him, then it was Dave's turn to unload in Timothy's greedy mouth. Then Timothy united with Roe and they also came in a passionate sixty-nine.
Dave was now lying down free, panting, rumpled, inert. Vance lay at his side, lightly caressing him.
Rupert, still showing a half erection, knelt before Dave and when the bard looked at him, the boy said in a challenging tone, "So, then, do you still want to join us?"
Dave sat up, wiping away the boy's seed with the back of his hand while touching his own buttocks with the other in a light massage.
Then, with a low but determined voice said, "It has been an upsetting experience, a bit unexpected. It still aches a little, but it has also been good. I didn't expect anything like that but... but I think I can get use to it and could even come to enjoy it."
"It would not be like that every time..." Vance said with a smile. "This time we wanted to give you special treatment. We wanted to see if you drowned or if you have learned to swim, to use your words."
"I risked drowning, I've got to admit it, but I remained afloat, even though I'm possibly not yet able to swim. But you, Rupert, you don't want me, is it so?"
"Why not, I took you!"
"Besides that, you don't like me, do you?"
Before answering him, Rupert looked at him for a long while. Then, with his usual air between that of the cheeky and the clumsy, he seriously said, "No, it's not that I don't like you. To be real, I think I would like if you fucked me... Yes, I could really like it. You have a really great body, so manly, and a beautiful tool, just how I like them. You could even learn to use it in a fine way."
"Do you prefer his tool to mine?" Timothy asked him pretending to be offended, but with an amused light in his eyes.
"Don't feel offended, but... I think I do. You have been my first man, and I like you a lot, but he's bigger and stronger than you, and I feel attracted to more adult strong men. His tool is a little bigger than yours, and I like that too."
Dave was listening in silence.
Roe then said, "Let's sleep on that. Tomorrow we will make a decision. No, don't put on your clothes, we always sleep naked in here. Come and lay here between Vance and me."
They blew out the lanterns and slipped under the blankets. After a while they heard Timothy and Rupert making again love.
Vance asked Dave in a whisper, "Do you hear them?"
Dave whispered, "Yes... and I'm getting aroused..."
Then Vance and Roe started again to make love with Dave, but this time with a great gentleness. And this time Dave participated much more than before. It may have been the fact they were in the dark that helped him feel a lot freer, more spontaneous.
Dave made the decision to join them. It was a really good acquisition, not only for his music, but also because he helped them to improve their scripts. Rupert was becoming more attached to Dave, and the bard to him. Timothy, without being jealous at all, spent his nights at times with Rupert and Dave and at times with Vance and Roe.
Months elapsed and winter came. Their espionage work was going well, getting good results.
One afternoon in Limerick, Timothy, Rupert and Dave were going around to announce their evening show, while Vance and Roe in the wagon were mending the costumes.
Roe asked, "You often think of Lionel, don't you?"
"It's so... but how can you know that?"
"I know you rather well. When you think of him your eyes always go to that beam where you hung Lionel sword's tassel."
"It's true. I am not able to forget him."
"I can understand. Lionel is really beautiful."
"Yes. He was also... so sweet. I loved making love with him. When we were together in the prison, he had been able to make me forget that I was supposed to spend twenty years there. Being at his side, I was no longer scared of having to remain in that prison for such a long time. Anyway, Roe, I'm feeling very well being with you as well, and I think I love you too."
"Yes, I know. But he was to you something special and I think he will remain something special. I've also noticed that here with us, when we have sex, you never accept being penetrated. Yet, from what you have told me, I know you liked being penetrated by Lionel. Isn't it so?"
"Yes, it is. Would you like to take me, Roe?"
"No, I know I am not Lionel. It's alright being able to do it at times with Timothy or with the others. However, I really enjoy how you take me and how Dave takes me, but I prefer you."
While they were talking, Timothy was touring the country cottages around Limerick to invite the countrymen to that evening show. When he got to a crossroad near a small ruined chapel, he saw a bundle of rags on the ground. He went near to look at it hoping he could find something useful in it to take away, when he saw that in reality it was a curled body. Curious, he crouched down and shook it. It was a young man between twenty and twenty-five years of age, ragged and dirty.
"Are you ill? Do you need some help?" he asked.
The young man looked at him as if he was having difficulty focussing his eyes, then murmured, "I'm hungry..."
Timothy searched in his sac and took out a piece of bread, and gave it to that young man, who at once greedily nibbled at it, bit after bit, eating it in a very short time. Timothy searched again in his bag and handed to the youth an apple, which he ate with greed. The youth looked at him and muttered his thanks.
"Who are you? Why are you here? Why are you so hungry?" Timothy asked him.
"It's a long, complex story..."
"Don't you have a home? A family?"
"No more."
"If you feel like, tell me."
"I... I'm a wretch. I'm a... the scum of the earth. Nothing else."
"Nobody of us is just scum. What happened to you?"
"My family is very poor. My father lost all his land, confiscated by the English, may god damn them! Two of my bothers died of starvation. Then I, to give a hand at home, started to rob the English and their friends. I was taking home food, pieces of cloth, and other odd pieces and my father was saying - Good, very good! We'll take back what belonged to us. You're a really good son.
"But one evening, when I stole into an Englishman house, intending to steal some food in his larder, the master caught me and, as he was big and strong, managed to tie me up, hands and feet. That man told me he would have me hanged. In my defence, I told him that I was only stealing so that I would not starve. He was looking at me, and said - You're a handsome boy, Irish ah? I want to save your life, and even give you some food without having to risk your life. I just ask you to show me how grateful you are. - I then asked him what I could do for him, and he answered - I'll show you now -.
"He raised me up like a twig, put me on a bench on my belly, raised my kilt and took me like a man takes a woman. It was hurting but I, not to give him satisfaction, didn't complain. He relieved his yen then said, - Good, I will now untie you, and let you take what you intended to steal.
If you come back to see me, you can get some more food, only if you let me fuck your arse - .
"I went back home and gave them the food, but said nothing to anybody. I was too ashamed. In a couple days we again needed something to eat. My father told me to go and steal again. I was still feeling pain in my back, but I went anyway to meet that Englishman. I knocked at his door and he at once recognized me and said he was waiting for me. He took me on his bed and fucked my arse, then gave me some food.
"This happened for some weeks. I was getting used to it and wasn't feeling any more pain. Then the Englishman started to invite some other of his English friends around to amuse themselves with my arse, so I also earned some coins, and some clothes. My father became happier with me. For about two years, I took it in my arse from that Englishman and four or five of his friends.
"One day that my father was at the pub with his friends, and picked a quarrel with one of those Englishmen and to insult him, he said, - Sooner or later we will fuck you all, English dogs! - The Englishman burst out laughing and answered, - It will not be so easy. Anyway for the moment, it's us who fuck your son. You know very well how you get all you need to live, you and your family, as you sell your son Dunn's arse to us English! -
"So my father discovered what had been going on and everybody mocked him, even his old companions and friends. My father came back home furious and chased me away lashing me with his belt. I then went to see those Englishmen asking me to help me, but they just jeered at me and shut their doors in my face. So, this is my story."
"Your name is Dunn, you said?"
"Yes."
"But did you like those men having sex with you?"
"You are English, even though you speak Irish aren't you?"
"Yes, but I now feel more an Irish than an English."
"Why did you give me your food?"
"Because you were hungry, and because I had it with me."
"At the beginning I hated them, and I still hate them because of how they treated me. Anyway... I got used to being fucked in my arse."
"If it was not to get food, if it was not out of need, would you like making love with a man?"
"With you, for instance?"
"For instance."
"Why not. Do you want to fuck me?"
"Not because I gave you some food."
"Hence, you would fuck me."
"Possibly yes, if you too wanted to do it with me."
"You like fucking a man's arse?"
"Yes, but I don't need you. I've my friends. I've my boyfriend. You... if you were straightened up, would be a handsome boy. You see, I'm a strolling actor. In my company there are at present five of us and we like having sex amongst ourselves. I so was thinking that if you felt like becoming an actor, and if you too liked having sex with men, you could join us. We are not rich, but we never miss anything essential. But of course, if you don't like having sex with men, or if you don't fee like becoming an actor, my offer has no meaning."
"Having sex with men... why not? I've already been fucked in the arse so many times that... I wouldn't care any more about being fucked again."
"You see, amongst us we don't' just fuck in the arse, as you go on saying. We make love, do you understand? We take it and give it, we kiss, we give each other head, but above all, we also love each other. Do you understand?"
"Ah. I never sucked it, and never kissed. I never put it in an arse, and never had anybody loving me or loving anyone, but I can try. Anyway, I know nothing about being an actor."
"You can try that also. None of us, besides our head-actor worked as an actor before. About sucking it... why don't you let me do it? I'm feeling tempted to give you head."
"Here on the road? And in full daylight?"
"Why not? There is nobody around and if somebody came we would see them from far, in time to stop and tidy up. So at least you can try it".
"And you would suck me?"
"Sure!"
"But then..."
"Then, if you feel like, you come with me at our company's wagon. Once we are there, if you want to, we can do also all the rest, with the others as well, all naked in our wagon at night and often even in the daytime, whenever we feel like it. Are you game? Stand up, and let me take care of your handle, now, come on."
Dunn looked at him with a weird expression, but then slowly stood up before Timothy and leaned his back against the little chapel's wall. Timothy slipped is hands under Dunn's kilt, raising it, uncovering the soft member of the youth and started at once to feel and to lick it. The young man pushed a little forward. His pole stared to awaken and slowly hardened. Timothy made his foreskin slide down and began licking his glans while with his hands gently kneaded his balls and caressed the inner part of his thighs. Dunn was shaken by a strong shudder and his member was hard and pointing upwards, almost parallel to his tummy.
"You're skilled... it's good! Heck, do I like it!" Dunn exclaimed, his voice slightly hoarse.
Timothy didn't answer but intensified his licks and when he felt him shudder again, he swallowed all of it and started to move his head to and fro establishing a good rhythm, caressing and kneading his small and firm buttocks. Dunn started to tremble all over and soon his legs yielded and he glided down on his knees, panting aloud.
Timothy looked at him and asked, "Do you want me to stop? Does it bother you?"
"No, not at all. It's just that I'm feeling so weak, I'm not able to stand, but I was enjoying it a lot!"
Then Timothy bent between Dunn's legs, raised his kilt then went down again, letting the kilt covering him again, and started once more giving him head until Dunn, trembling violently and moaning aloud, unloaded inside his mouth.
"You... drank all of it, all my cream!" he exclaimed, astounded.
"Of course, it's tasty. So, did you like it?"
"It's even too good, and you're a wizard! Nobody ever made me enjoy it so much before now. I didn't even know that such a thing was possible. You always do this, amongst you?"
"This and much more. So then, do you like it? Would you try to join us, to work with us?"
"To do such things with you? Why not! Look, it hasn't softened yet. Usually, when I beat it, it at once softens after I spunk. Your mouth does miracles!"
"As well as my arse, as well as my cock. You will see that you will enjoy everything with my companions too. The older is Dave, he is twenty-five, and the youngest is Rupert, sixteen. The most skilled is Vance, who is twenty-one, and the handsomest is Roe, who is eighteen."
"Do you know that you make me curious and interested? And you usually do it all together, or you are in steady couples?"
"At times also all together, but usually Vance is with Roe and Dave with Rupert."
"So, I would have to be with you?"
"If you feel like it, only if you feel like it."
"And do you fee like being with me?"
"Possibly yes. Once you are well washed, decently dressed, and if you put on some more ounces of flesh... I think I could become fond of you, otherwise I wouldn't have proposed you join us."
"Yes, it really attracts me, but you have to teach me everything."
"It will be a pleasure teaching you, both to perform on the stage and to get and give pleasure, but your handle seems not to soften yet. Do you want to have a second tour?"
"Do you want it?"
"Yes, I want it."
"But... besides shoving it into my arse... would you also let me shove it into yours?"
"You can bet on it."
"I haven't yet seen your cock."
"Would you like seeing it?"
"Yes... And possibly also trying to lick it, to check what it is like... Even though I will not be as good as you are."
"Now? Here?"
"Now and here."
Timothy stood up, raised his kilt and showed his already hard cock to the boy. Dunn looked at it, caressed it, then bought his head and shyly tested it with the tip of his tongue. He felt it shudder, so he parted his lips and let it slip into his mouth. Then, while he was starting to move his head back and forth, he slipped a hand between his legs and started to masturbate himself in rhythm. He was somewhat awkward but was not bad, because he was putting in all the good will of a novice.
When Timothy felt he was about coming, he warned him, "I'm near coming. Do you want to taste my cream?"
Dunn nodded without stopping. Timothy seized his head and gave two or three strokes pushing his tool to Dunn's throat and at once unloaded his strong creamy jets. Dunn noisily swallowed all of it, a draught at each spurt, and he too came again while his body shook with convulsive pleasurable contractions. When Timothy slipped it out of his mouth, the youth emitted a deep sigh.
Then, smiling with a cunning expression, said, "Before, you gave me some food, and now also a drink. I've to be grateful to you, my friend."
"Well, then, stand up and come with me. Today a new life is starting for you. And tonight you will show me your gratitude, agreed?"
"Agreed. Let's go. You are the first English person that I'm glad I met. Do you know that your cream has an odd taste?"
"Ah really? And what taste has it?"
"Well, I can't define it... I need to taste it again to better describe it."
"Don't worry, I'll let you drink pints! And not only of my brand, but if you like, four different brands."
"Be prepared, you all, Dunn is arriving. Dunn hungry and thirsty for food and sex! Dunn, the future famous actor!"
Dunn joined the company and coupled with Timothy, even though he didn't miss the opportunity to do it at times with one of the others, or to unite with all them in an orgy. He soon revealed himself to be talented as both an actor and a lover.
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 13
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