Adventure at the Eros Statue, Part Four Gay Historical
We sat staring straight ahead. I know we could hear each other's breathing. I wondered what he thought of my odor and I did already have one even though it had been only one day. The reason is that any involvement with sex gets my pores to ooze a bit. Neither of us had yet followed the order to undress. I think we were waiting each for the other to begin.
As our host George fussed with the camera the sailor boy whispered to me, "What going to happen. Is it safe here?"
As he spoke I detected an Irish brogue. I had wanted a skinny English lad but a skinny Irish lad, especially a sailor, was even better.
I answered him, "I was here two days ago. Nothing to worry about he likely only wants you to wack off. Of course we must first undress."
He whistled softly and our host stopped focusing and stared at the sailor.
The boy said, "I do it every day, maybe more, but never when anyone is watching. I think I'm getting cold feet."
Mr. Camera heard this. "Cold feet, hot cock. You will warm up when you split the hundred with this lovely American boy. You like him? Does he look good to you?"
The lad turned toward me and swept his sea blue eyes over me. I could actually feel their intensity as they raked my body.
But I spoke loudly, "One hundred to be split. Oh no1 Last time I got the whole hundred."
The fatty answered "There is two to feed cash to. Fifth each is my best offer, now time to get out of those clothes."
Suddenly the sailor stood up and opened his six button fly and out popped a long pale organ the color of coral. He waved it about like a signal flag and said, "This is worth more than fifty."
Our director's face took on a crafty look. "I might give you each one hundred if you take on with each other."
It was my turn to say, "You mean here, right in front of you, man to man sex?
"I do" he said.
I looked at the sailor questioningly. He stared back at me his face twisted in the effort of deciding. Finally he said in a hushed tone, "You're bonny enough to make it easy and I do need the money. What say you?"
My answer was to begin disrobing.and I was gratified to see how the kid stared hotly as my young body began to appear. He shook himself out of his trance and began to undress as well.
Soon we were both down to our under draws and looking into each other's eyes we whipped them off in union.
George breathily and with awe exclaimed, "You're both slightly hard. Oh my this is going to lovely."
We examined each other boldly and hotly. No more shyness. Once one is naked and exposed all pretense is gone.
"You are a fine looking fellow Randy. You fair take me breath away."
I was entranced by his long legs. They had a small sheen of reddish blond hair on his inner thighs and blossomed into his thick and profuse pubic hair. Lying almost hidden on the leather of the couch was his ball sac that was delicate pink with thin walls that bulged with two very large testicles. This was a boy of potency.
I could hear his breathing in the quiet and I realized that I too was taking heavy breaths. I can't remember anytime that I was so effected and so deep in a sex thrall.
"Do excite yourselves a bit dears."
I gasped as I felt Billy's slim leg touch mine as he spread his legs to get at his slowly rising cock. As I pressed back at him I felt my own cock reach a stiffness that made it shake with urgency.
Our shoulders touched in our mutual effort to watch each other's cocks expanding and as he turned toward me I quickly placed my lips against his.
It was for me, the first time I had ever kissed a fellow and I spun into dizziness. As we moved apart Billy looked at me in wonder. "That was so hot. I never..."
"Me too," I said.
Now George interrupted, playing the part of cameraman and ringmaster. "Time to grasp each other's peepee and make the owners happy."
Although we both frown with annoyance we each reached out to grasp the other's rigid organ. Billy said that he never played with another man. He said that he fucked them and that was it but soon he could not speak as the feelings on his cock from my rubbing had overtaken him. I felt the same.
"I am so taken with this that I might spill over," he said hoarsely.
"See all the advance cum I am emitting. I am steeling myself to hold back."
George came close to us. "Boys you need to finish yourself or you might go mad, I think. Now Billy, you like to fuck. Randy, are you ready for it?"
I sat up and took my hand away from Billy's fine penis. "I have never been fucked. I know nothing of that activity."
Billy's face was a study in disappointment. "I shall die soon if I do not spill."
George tsked tsked and said, addressing Billy "What about you play the one on the bottom, just this one time."
The pretty sea boy's face was a study in decision making. "I know it pleases the receivers but it seems unmanly to play the female. I just don't know."
I got up and stood in front of the boy. His blue eyes opened wide. "Trust me. I will do nothing to hurt you and will make you happier than you have every known." I grasped his long thin feet and pulled them forward so that he moved forward on the couch and put them at my hips. His arse hole was now exposed.
Because he was thin and muscular, the twin cheeks showed the cleft between them easily. The hole was unpuckered, smooth and hairless. Actually as pretty as any I have ever seen.
My eyes on his secret place seemed to inflame him. He was huffing like a steamboat.
"Be patient sweet Billy. I will end your suffering now."
I put the blunt head of my uncovered cock against his hole. It was now pulsing and opening and closing.
"It wants my cock," I exclaimed with difficulty and moved so that just the head entered.
Billy's pretty face broke out in pouring sweat and his face was twisted with a combination of ecstatic feeling and fear.
"Do you want to be fucked?" I asked roughly.
His eyes snapped open at the rude tone but then his expression softened.
"Yes you bloody toff, do it or I might die here on the spot, me legs up in the air."
I laughed throatily and drove my body forward empaling the sea boy.
He howled in surprise and perhaps a bit of good feeling. The latter became evident as he croaked out, "Get to it. Yur cock feels so good."
I began the age old in and out. I did it slowly and the room was filled the sounds of George's rubbing of his trousers and Billy's cries. I think I crooned too.
As we fucked there was a change in the pitch of Billy's cries. They became higher and higher and that seemed to propel me further toward my finish. Then I heard him gulping and hiccupping as his cum began to pulse through him. I heard no more as I slide over the side of the cliff into my own heavy shooting of thick white goo.
The room was filled with breathing sounds that gradually quieted, then George said, "In spite of my own side involvement with your passion I did get many fabulous pictures."
"Who sees these photographs,? Billy asked.
"Oh they are enjoyed in gentlemen's private clubs. Rich and noble lords, no one you know will see them. Now here is your fee and you may get dressed and be off."
The two of us were outside. I asked Billy for his plans for the rest of the day and he told me he had to return to his destroyer within two hours.
We shook hands fomally and I thought how strange that we had just shortly before been naked and fucking.
End of Part Four