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Subject: Last of the Line Chapter 17 Last of the Line by badboi666 =============================================================================== If sex with boys isn’t your thing, go away. If, as is much more likely, you’ve come to this site precisely to get your rocks off reading about sex with 14-year-olds then make yourself comfortable – you’re in the right place. Don’t leave, however, without doing this: Donate to Nifty – these buggers may do it for love but they still have to eat. fty/donate.html =============================================================================== Chapter 17 Amazed Billy and I certainly were. The promise I’d made to Billy that he and I would shave hadn’t yet been met, and wouldn’t be until the holidays in a few weeks’ time. Thus when all was revealed there were three hairy teenagers and one perfectly smooth 12-year-old. “When are you 13, Jack?” I said. “5 days before Christmas. Why?” “Billy hasn’t fucked a pre-teen before, so he’s got a month to get as many fucks in as he can,” I explained. Billy was embarrassed, so I put my arms round him. “Don’t blush, Billy, we’re all fuck friends in here. You’re my boyfriend – they know that – and that makes you special. But we’re not bloody monks, and we fuck who we want, don’t we?” Billy nodded. “Yes, Dab, it just takes getting used to. There aren’t any boys to fuck here – or there weren’t until today – so … oh, I don’t know.” Jack went up to Billy and knelt in front of him. “Billy,” he said quietly, “Dodo and I have had to learn so much in the last two days, and I worked out that if I felt all the new things were good, and fun, and made me feel safe and happy, then I wasn’t going to wonder why they were happening. Is it the same for you – having two black strangers to live here? Dab and Dan – that’s his boy at the school – fucked me most of last night, and Dab told me that you were special. Dodo and I know that: we don’t want to be Dab’s boyfriends, but last night was great and I think it’ll be just as good with you and Dodo.” All this time Billy had looked gravely into Jack’s eyes. “Of course it will, Jack,” he whispered, “I’m not jealous.” “Good, can I suck your cock now?” The ice was broken. Jack reached forward and gently peeled Billy’s foreskin back before the whole of his cock disappeared. Dodo turned to me – we were lying on the bed watching by then – and murmured that Jack had learned to deep-throat only a few months earlier. “He was desperate to do it, but every time he tried he nearly threw up. It’s not much fun when the dude sucking your cock pukes on you.” I agreed that that might well reduce one’s fervour for further cock-sucking. “How did he manage it in the end?” “We nicked a few cucumbers – they slip down nice and easy, and he only threw up once. Suddenly it seemed to be easier, a bit like riding a bike: one minute you’re falling off and the next minute you’re off without a second’s thought.” I hadn’t thought of it that way, but his analogy was illuminating. “He’s been sucking us off ever since, me and me mates.” “So you fuck his mouth and his arse? Does he fuck you?” “Nah. Not that I wouldn’t like it – my mates and I all fuck each other – but he doesn’t want to. Maybe he will one day, but not so far. Nice arse, isn’t it?” and he pointed to the place which had given so much pleasure to Dan and me the night before. “Mmm.” Jack leaned back, his face wreathed in smiles. “Don’t want you to come, Billy, not yet anyway.” Billy looked pretty happy too. They joined us on the bed. I turned to Dodo. “These two seem to want to carry on,” I said quietly, “so why don’t you and I get on with it.” Dodo grinned. “I like the idea, and if you enjoyed a night with Jack, Dab, you’ll enjoy doing it with me even more.” Jack snorted and I heard him whisper to Billy that he – Jack – was better at it than his big brother “‘cos I’ve had three of ’em teachin’ me”. I wriggled round and got my mouth next to Dodo’s cock. I ran my tongue along the length – the considerable length – of it, gathering the large drop of precum which leaked from his foreskin. “Aaah! Dab, that’s good,” he murmured, taking my cock into his mouth. The night before Dan, Jack and I had all had our first orgasms within five minutes of getting into bed; this night was different. Somehow all four of us seemed to want a period of extended build-up to the first of what we hoped would be multiple orgasms. I let Dodo suck my cock for a few minutes, but I didn’t want to come in his mouth – not then. I scooted back down to the bottom of the bed and made him lift his legs so that I could get my face where my tongue could find a new source of sensation. His arse crack was musky – he hadn’t showered – but the scent wasn’t unpleasant. The night before Jack had gone straight from the shower to my Den, and his arse had smelt of soap. Dodo’s arse had a fine aroma of boy: musky, as I say, with a healthy tinge of sweat. Mind you, after I’d lapped up and down a few times the aroma had gone, and there was little difference (apart from hair) between his arse and his brother’s. I tongued his arsehole which began to open at my touch. I like it when that happens. kırklareli escort Jack and Billy were watching. Billy reached into the bedside drawer and got the lube bottle. “What’s that?” whispered Dodo, “he’s not going to shove that up me is he?” Dodo’s fears – hopes, perhaps? – were unfounded when he saw Billy squeeze enough onto my fingers and for my fingers to run round his arse lips. “Wow! we just use spit,” he said. Oh brother, I thought, things are going to be so much better from now on. Fingers quickly found their target and Dodo’s prostate sent its usual urgent signal to his balls. “Oh fuck, Dab … oh shit … aaargh!” and Dodo’s cock shot several ropes onto his chest and belly. Jack and I had seen spunk on a black belly many times, but for Billy it was his first experience of the astonishing sight of white lines on such a contrasting body. “Jesus!” he breathed, “that’s so hot, can I …?” “Go on, Billy,” I said, “but leave some for me.” “And me,” muttered Jack, “he and I share.” Billy licked with gusto: I was delighted that there was no hint of any reluctance to consume black spunk (you know what I mean) – the antipathy had been forgotten with the shedding of clothes (and the shedding of spunk too, no doubt). I knelt further up Dodo’s sweaty body and harvested my share. Jack finished what was left, but didn’t swallow. He pushed Billy and me aside and applied his lips to Dodo’s where the protein was shared. And not just the protein. Dodo reached up while their lips and tongues were still active and cuddled his brother’s head. Their lips parted. “Thanks,” whispered Dodo, “I love you, li’l brother.” “Mmm.” Billy turned to me. “Do you think you’ll let them stay, Dab?” “Oh, I expect so.” I wanted to fuck Dodo while he was still hot from coming, so I knelt back where I’d been. “Legs over my shoulders, Dodo,” I said, “it’s time I made you welcome.” Billy snorted. “I thought you’d done that two minutes ago.” Twenty minutes later, when I had anointed the inside of Dodo’s arse with welcoming juices and he had come onto himself again, I noticed that Billy and Jack had not been content to watch. I looked over, still with my cock on the welcome mat, as it were, to see Billy in precisely the same position welcoming Jack, but still with a little way to go. As there was no immediate risk of competition for Dodo’s second coming I slipped out and decided to postpone cleaning him up. He and I watched with interest. “So your boyfriend fucks too?” I nodded. “Yes, Dodo, what we don’t do is cheat. Billy knows I fuck most of the arses I come across at school, and he knows he can fuck anyone he wants here. Billy’s trouble is that until today there hasn’t been anyone during term time.” I turned to him and smiled. “You and Jack will put a stop to that, I hope.” Dodo grinned. Billy groaned – I knew he was close. Four … five deep thrusts and Billy was there, flooding a black boy’s arse for the first time in his life. The black boy had already shot lines of pearly promise while Billy had been busy, and his face was a picture of amazement and delight. “Well done, you two,” I said, “now it’s cleaning-up time.” I wasted no time in getting Dodo’s spunk into my stomach – it was still warm and spicy – before getting my lips next to Billy’s cock as it slowly slipped from Jack’s arse. Billy’s spunk was what I wanted most, and Billy knew that it would be shared with him once I’d got it in the right place. Billy of course knew exactly what I was going to do – it was what we always did – but when he bent his lips to mine and we exchanged what I had gathered Jack and Dodo were startled. Jack had received a chaste kiss from Dan, and both of them had seen me and Billy kissing, but grade-A smooching and spunk-swapping was not what they were expecting. I broke off. “Don’t mind us, you two, we do this all the time. You might want to put the spunk on Jack’s arse to good use, Dodo, and both of you have a supply of warm spunk oozing out of your arses,” and I returned to Billy. There was no more spunk to share with him, but we’d been apart for several weeks and we had a lot of passionate mouth-music to share. I had my back to the other two, but Billy (during the brief moments when his eyes were open) saw what was happening. A slightly raised eyebrow and a flick of his eyes alerted me that the brothers were not idle. I turned round. They were 69ing, or rather I suppose it should be 69-plus-ing as each mouth was busy at the other’s arse. The lure of spunk had proved irresistible. I smiled, as did Billy. We lay down, I in his arms, to enjoy the scene. Fun though the four-way frolic had been I wanted to sleep only with Billy. “Come on, you two,” I said, “time you got back to your place.” Jack seemed disappointed, but Dodo told him not to be so daft. “Dab’ll want to fuck us again, Jack, but tonight he wants to be with Billy. Besides, I want to be with you, you sexy little monkey.” Jack grinned. “He’s right, Jack, we’ll all get together from time to time. Billy will find a way to fix things, won’t you?” It was Billy’s turn to grin. “Whatever you say, your lordship.” “Besides,” I went on, “you should kırşehir escort sleep in your own room tonight so that it’s all tumbled and slept in tomorrow morning. “Come on,” and I got up and put my clothes on. “Stay here, Billy, and keep the bed nice and warm while I smuggle these two out.” Billy’s grin was very infectious. Five minutes later Jack and Dodo were climbing to their room and I was back where I belonged. “That was an eye-opener, Dab. Why did my family tell me all that shit about blacks?” I had no answer. “I don’t suppose they’d ever met a black person, and discovered they’re exactly the same as us. So they just believed the stuff they were fed by the media.” Billy chuckled, “not quite the same as us,” he said, feeling a part of me that was resting. “I still love you,” he whispered, “even though you’re not black.” “That means you love me more per inch than you love them. Now sleep, Billy, it’s been a long day.” The next morning I looked over to Billy, still asleep, his lips slightly apart. I felt a great wash of joy being there next to him. I lay there, drinking in his beauty, thinking how lucky I was. Billy woke up and saw me gazing at him. “Hello, Dab,” he murmured, “I like waking up next to you.” I leant over and kissed his nose. “Only a few weeks and you’ll be waking up next to me every morning in the holidays. If you want to play with either of those two until then, do it on their territory, OK?” “Yes, Dab, I’m not stupid.” ***** Rivers drove me back in time for lunch. The lay-by didn’t feature in our journey. On the way I told him about Dan and Ibrahim, and asked how he would feel about us two boys getting it on with our two drivers. “You mean a foursome, Dab?” I nodded. “I’m happy with that, but I think it has to be up to them. I assume your Dan is as kinky as you are, so that means it’s Ibrahim’s call. Have you met him?” “No, of course not – how could I?” “Well, you must get Dan to talk to him and let them decide. Zip me though – I’d like to look forward to it if you can arrange it.” We left it there. I checked in with Jock, who was most solicitous in asking about my staff problem. I was able to tell him that it was all sorted amicably. He told me there had been no further trouble with jillies, but a couple of policeman had been to see him the night before. They had brought with them two men from the town who had insisted on apologising personally. “Why? What had they done?” I asked. “Nothing, but they were sorry that there had been an invasion which had come from the town, even though it was nothing to do with any of the townspeople. Apparently the four jillies had been told to leave some days earlier. The town officers said that there had been a gang of boys as well, but they were vagabonds who had fled from rioting in one of the cities.” I was careful to say nothing beyond hoping that it was all quiet now. “How is Lessing’s leg?” Lessing’s leg was a mess, but it would remain attached to Lessing. It wouldn’t be much use for walking for some time though. “He’ll be OK once it’s healed?” “Oh yes, but he’ll have a limp for a few months. I asked Quiggin if he wanted a new Pup to replace Lessing but he was adamant that Lessing should stay. I think he’s fond of the boy, and feels responsible for his being injured.” I mumbled what I hoped Jock would interpret as agreement. I went off to find Nigger. He was alone in his den. “I’ve had an adventure with Golding,” I said, “and I made him promise to say nothing to you before I told you myself.” Nigger gave me an old-fashioned look. “Been fucking my Pup, Dab? That’s a bit irregular.” I explained what had happened when I found Lewis sitting on Jack’s head, and how Dan and two other Pups had rescued the boy. “Smuggled a jilly in! That takes balls and no mistake.” “He wasn’t a jilly – well, I suppose he was technically, but he was really a VK, and he was only 12.” “I begin to see a glimmer of light, Dab. Let me guess. You and the Pups fucked the 12-year-old vigorously.” I shook me head, “no. Dan and I fucked him, but I sent the other two back to their dormitories. Golding wasn’t involved.” “So why are you telling me all this?” I explained about giving Jack a job and how we were halfway home when Dan zipped that he and Golding had found Dodo. “That’s the adventure, Nigger. Golding saw me and Dan with two other black kids, and he heard Jack tell Dodo that Dan and I had fucked him half the night. I made Golding keep his mouth shut until I’d told you. So no, I haven’t fucked your Pup, but if he thinks it might be fun, given what he heard, then I’m open to obliging him.” Nigger chuckled. “We’ll see, Dab. I think he’s quite happy with what I can provide, but if he decides that having the nobility up his arse would be fun then you’ll be the first to know.” ***** Things were quiet for a few days after that. The only interesting event was reported to me by Dan. He had been told by Prendergast to stay behind at the end of a lesson. “I knew what was up, so I spent half the lesson looking forward to whatever he might propose. When everyone else had gone he didn’t hang about. ‘Cunliffe has suggested kızılay escort that you might benefit from some one-on-one extra tuition, Russell. I think you know what he means by that.’ ‘I believe I do, Sir, and if Cunliffe thinks that then I’m not going to argue,” I said. He smiled. ‘Good boy. See me at 4 this afternoon.’ I went to his room and we had one-on-one action until he kicked me out just in time for tea at 6.” “Well?” “You were right about the size of it, Dab, but you didn’t tell me how good he is. Those extra inches make all the difference.” “That’s why you are a special Pup, Dan. What did he do?” “He fucked me twice, which I wasn’t expecting. Once, yeah, but he’s old. Still, he shot a good load the second time too. Hope I can still shoot that much when I’m his age.” I kissed his lips gently. “I hope so too, Dan. Did he let you come?” “God yes. I was on my back the first fuck and I shot up myself before he came. ‘Leave it,’ he groaned. I was about to get it up and lick it off my fingers, but he stopped me. ‘No, leave it, I said.’ He was building up a good head of steam, and I was high from coming, so I relaxed. He came a couple of minutes later, and I’ve never felt anyone squirt as far up me before. It feels different, doesn’t it?” I nodded. “As I said, you’re a special Pup. You squirt further into the darkness than any other boy your age. Dodo gets further, but he’s 16. With what you’ve got down there -” (it was hard and tenting his trousers in a delightful manner) “- you’ll have him beat by the time you’re 16.” Dan grinned. “Prendy was pretty impressed too. After he’d come the first time he scooped up my first lot and gobbled it all up. ‘The next lot will be warmer, Russell, because it will be taken directly from the tap.’ I told him that I was keen to deliver, but half an hour would provide a better mouthful. ‘Wicked boy,’ he said. He’s weird, isn’t he.” I said that we were all weird if you got down to it. “Did he like the second round?” “Oh yes. He’s good with his tongue, and he kept me on edge, dying to shoot, for – oh, I don’t know: it seemed ages, it must have been quarter of an hour at least. Then I couldn’t keep it back any longer and I groaned and the spunk just kept on coming. No-one’s ever sucked me off like that.” “I’m glad,” I said, “the good news is that he’ll be just as keen to repeat the extra lessons as you are. Make the most of it, because he has no interest in boys my age. He didn’t teach me in my second or third year, so I’ve no idea whether 14-year-olds and 15-year-olds are as desirable to him as you are, my dear Dan,” and as his cock was about to do damage to the fabric in which it was trapped I undid his zip and freed it. Ten minutes later the spunk in both our balls was also freed – or rather, transferred to a different place of captivity. “I like it with you more, Dab,” he said quietly as we snuggled together afterwards, “cos I get to fuck you.” Simple pleasures are often the most rewarding. ***** The end of term arrived at last. Zips from Dunstable and Mrs Tallis had all been good news, with no problem needing attention. Billy and Rivers had zipped (independently of each other) to report on Jack and Dodo. They were happy with the work Jorrocks had set them to; by night they were happy with each other and, from time to time, with Billy. Rivers had wisely kept his hands off, but was aware of Billy’s visits. I’d zipped him to let him know that I was happy that Billy was helping the new staff to … bed down safely. We talked a great deal in the Rolls on the way home, both before and after a pleasant stop in the lay-by. “I’ve missed that,” he said, “there’s too much temptation at home. We must find a way to resolve it.” I smiled, still warm and relaxed after an in-car episode. “I don’t think that’s beyond us. If Jack and Dodo have settled in I can suggest that they might care to extend their friendships beyond Billy.” “Is he happy with all this, Dab? Really happy?” I said that he’d zipped me often enough to tell me what the three of them had got up to, and I didn’t think he would have done that if he didn’t feel relaxed about my knowing. “I’m sure, but I’ll be surer by midnight.” Rivers grinned, patted my cheek, gave my cock a final cleansing lick, and got back into his uniform. My night with Billy was magic, as always. After the first urgent round he murmured into my ear that Jack and Dodo had made it crystal clear that they knew that night was special. “Tell him we’ll give the pair of you two nights of passion before the black onslaught,” Dodo had said. “I don’t get the way they go on about being black,” he whispered. I explained about their background. He hadn’t known, so as the boys had kept their family tragedy to themselves I made him promise to say nothing. “Of course, Dab. How awful for them.” “yeah. That’s why they were happy to escape here, and why we have to make them feel safe and, well, loved.” I felt Billy’s warm loving arms squeeze me. Yeah, you big softy. You’re good at love, aren’t you.” “Less of the softy,” I whispered, for it was no longer an apt adjective. =============================================================================== The fun continues in Chapter 18 as I read more of Joel’s tale. The story is, of course, fiction. Drop me a line at net – that is after you’ve dropped a few quid. ===============================================================================

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