This story is narrated from the point of view of the narrator of the classic Victorian erotic novel The Romance of Lust, and some language and situations are based on that novel and on another classic Victorian story collection, The Pearl, both of which are in the public domain. It involves incest (brother-sister, father-son, father-daughter), and the sex acts described are mostly anal (heterosexual and, predominantly, homosexual), including analingus and ass-to-mouth. The first chapter is about the narrator and a young girl, but most of the rest of the chapters involve her twin brother, their father, and the brother's schoolmate, in various combinations.
A Summer Interlude - Chapter 2
The next evening I invited Leslie to retire to my chamber under the pretext of showing him some books that I had brought with me, but with the intention of getting into his bottom. I brought out a volume of colored plates showing all manner of amorous couplings, men with women, men with men and boys, etc., the latter showing clearly that they had got their cocks in their partners' bottoms. One in particular depicted a man with his large cock in the bottom of one boy, who was fucking the bottom of another who, in turn, had his cock in the bottom of a third, a perfect daisy chain of sodomy. He blushed and asked whether such a thing was possible, and I assured him that not only had I fucked the bottoms of women and men, girls and boys, but had had my own bottom fucked by many a randy prick.
These revelations had produced a pronounced stiffening of his prick, as evidenced by the bulge in his trousers, and I proposed that we compare our naked members. He immediately complied and opened his trousers to reveal a stiff cock of impressive proportions, especially in one so young. The shaft was exquisitely white, with blue veins showing through, and the glans was swollen and red with a drop of fluid already seeping from the opening of his urethra. I gently grasped the shaft and stroked it, which made him close his eyes and utter a soft moan. He opened his eyes and asked if I would show him my cock, and I pulled my trousers down to expose my now rampant prick. His eyes widened in wonder at the size of my organ, and he reached out to grasp it, as if to confirm that it was real. His hand could barely encircle the shaft, which he gently rubbed up and down, but I stopped him before he went too far, as I would need my full reserves in order to overcome the natural obstacle of a virgin bottom-hole, especially in one so young.
I asked him if he would like me to suck his cock, and he assented enthusiastically. I asked him to remove his trousers and sit on the edge of the bed, and I knelt before him and took the head of his cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the glans and tickling the entrance to the urethra. He closed his eyes with a sigh and lay back on the bed, as I moved my lips down the shaft of his cock and began slow up and down movements. With the fingers of one hand, I gripped the base of his prick, so as to hold back the ejaculation and make it more intense, while I passed my other hand under his buttocks and sought out his bottomhole. I pressed the tip of my middle finger hard against the opening and slid it as deep inside his rectum as I could manage, causing him to gasp and begin to thrust his hips upwards in time with my sucking of his prick.
Matters soon came to a fever pitch, as I frigged his bottomhole and his cock moved ever faster in and out of my mouth. At last he could hold back no more, and with a cry of pleasure he poured forth his maiden tribute in my mouth. Out it gushed in large spurts, filling my mouth so that I had to swallow time and again to keep up with the jets of sperm that kept issuing from his throbbing prick. At last he was spent, and he sank back on the bed as if in a faint. I kept up the gentle suction on his cock until it began to shrink and I released it from my mouth and withdrew my finger from his bottom. He opened his eyes and murmured his appreciation for the ecstasy I had afforded him. He was especially curious about the pleasure he had experienced from the frigging of his bottomhole, and I drew his attention again to the plates showing the sodomites enthusiastically fucking and being fucked in their bottoms. I asked if he would permit me to introduce him to the pleasures of bottomfucking, and he again expressed his doubts as to the possibility that so large an organ as I possessed could ever be housed in so tight a place, but with some hesitation he agreed to try.
I had him disrobe completely and lie face down on the bed with his plump bottom well exposed. From the nightstand I took a small jar of petroleum jelly and straddled his thighs to anoint his backside and make the passage somewhat easier. But first I spread his buttocks to expose his anus to my view; he was possessed of an exquisitely small corrugated pink arsehole, so delectable that I could not resist stooping down to kiss, lick, and tongue the opening and thoroughly wet it with my saliva. He gasped at the touch of my tongue in so sensitive and private a place; not only had he never experienced such in his young life, he had never before even contemplated such a lewd practice, though he quickly warmed to it, arching his back as if to more fully expose his anus to my ministrations. I pulled the cheeks of his bottom apart and inserted my tongue as far inside the opening as possible, which caused him to squirm and rub his raging erection against the bedsheets.
I reached for the jar of petroleum jelly and applied a large blob to the chink of his bottom, thoroughly coating the wrinkled pink aureole around the opening and working it into the dark dimple at its center. I then liberally coated my middle finger and inserted it up to the knuckle in his rectum, moving it in and out as his breathing quickened, after which I coated the shaft and head of my cock. Setting the jar aside, I spread his buttocks, presented the tip of my cock to his anus, and pressed gently forward. His breath caught as the knob stretched and widened the opening until the head popped inside and his bottomhole closed behind it like a tiny mouth. He let out a gasp and asked me to hold still, which I did, but did not request that I withdraw. After a moment the odd feeling passed, and he encouraged me to continue. An inch at a time the shaft of my cock disappeared inside his bottom, until I was in him up to the hilt, or as far as my belly and his buttocks would allow. He had born the insertion of my prick into his virgin arsehole admirably, and I rewarded him by gently moving to and fro until he became used to the sensation of anal copulation, whereupon I picked up the pace and began to thrust somewhat more energetically in and out of his bottomhole. After a time he began to thrust back against me with each insertion, and I reached around his hips and found that his cock had become hard again. I closed my hand around the shaft and began stroking him in time with my movements in his arse.
I continued fucking him and frigging his cock for some time; at last I felt the semen rising within my loins, and I increased my pace, sodomizing him in earnest until the crisis overwhelmed us both and my cock began pulsing and shooting great jets of sperm deep inside his bottom, while his own cock throbbed and emitted his second tribute of the evening, flooding the bedsheets with his fluid. I continued fucking his bottom and spending into him until I was completely drained and collapsed on his back with my prick still embedded in his anus. For some time I lay there, luxuriating in all the after-pleasure, his sphincter squeezing most deliciously on my prick.
Rarely have I experienced so intense an orgasm, no doubt due to the exquisite excitement of being the first to take possession of his virgin bottom. At length I came to and withdrew from his bottomhole, my cock still swollen and dripping semen, and went to purify myself and retrieve a sponge and towel, with which I cleansed him between the buttocks. At length he rose, and I offered to repay the pleasure he had afforded me by letting him fuck my bottom in return, but he demurred, saying that he was quite spent, having poured out two tributes already, and he would need all his powers to penetrate a man's bottomhole for the first time. I told him about the designs I had on his sister's bottom and proposed that, if he were to come to my chambers the following evening, we could enact a version of the tableaux from the book I had shown him that had so fired his imagination, wherein I would play the role of the middle man and let him fuck my bottom while I took the virginity of his sister's bottomhole. He agreed enthusiastically, then took his leave and returned to his chambers.