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I spent two years dreaming about playing with my best mate's cock. Every night as I lay in bed, my right hand moving slowly up down my thick shaft I'd see him standing in front of me with nothing on, his cock throbbing and I'd imagine myself stretching my hand out so I could grab hold of him. But things never did turn out that way. I didn't even get to see his cock let alone do anything with it. When we finished our GCSE exams we both left the school we were at, he went to a sixth form college and I went to another school which had a sixth form. After that I didn't see much of him. Once we met down town during the holidays and he introduced me to this bird he called Jane. It was then I had to accept what I knew all along - I'd have to look somewhere else for sex.

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When I started my new school I hoped things would change and I'd get a bit more freedom. I was fucking disappointed. Everything was just the same. There were certainly some new guys I could fantasise about when I tossed myself off but I still had to wear school uniform, which I fucking hate, and my mum still dragged me down to the supermarket Friday nights to do the shopping, which I also fucking hate. The shopping was the worst. The only way to deal with the boredom of it all was to drift off and try to find some guys I could check out but as soon as I tried doing this my mum would start moaning at me, telling me to keep close to her.

I must have been at my new school for about six weeks and, as usual my mum took me and my little brother to do the weekly shopping. There were fuck knows how many people down the supermarket and my mum kept on changing her mind about what she wanted and sending me and my brother to get this and that and fuck knows what. When we eventually got to the checkout the queue was enormous and it was another fifteen minutes before we got out of the store. That was not the end of it! No sooner had my mum unlocked the car and started to put the shopping in than she found she'd forgotten something. Nothing unusual about that but at least this time she did to go back herself and leave me with my brother. While I was waiting I finished loading the car hoping we'd get away quickly and I'd just about finished when I noticed this guy about the same age as me going round the car park tidying up the trolleys so instead of asking my brother I pushed the trolley over to him and said

' Here you are mate'

'Cheers' came the reply.

Fuck I wanted to get my hands on him straight away. He was about five nine with fair hair and blue eyes. Unfortunately I couldn't see his bulge because he was wearing one of those thick jackets to keep him warm. I was about to say something else when my brother yelled out that mum had returned and we had to go. That night I had a really fantastic wank thinking about nothing but the guy I'd just spoken to.

I started to think about him again on Saturday morning before I got up, wondering how often he was down there but then my mind turned to other things. It's not often sex takes second place with me but it was my seventeenth birthday the following Wednesday and I was more interested in getting into the driving seat of the car. My dad had been taking me round to one of these off-street places for learner drivers for the past six months and he reckoned I'd only needed a couple of lessons on the road before taking my test. He wasn't wrong either. I had lessons every night for a week and I passed my test on the Friday before half term.

When I got home I told my mum the good news and asked her if she wanted to go round the supermarket. She was in one of her moods. She she'd already done the shopping and then told me not to expect to have the car every time I wanted it. Shit, trust my mum to fucking spoil things. When my dad arrived home from work about an hour later I was in my room. I hadn't heard him open the front door and so when I came down the stairs to tell him I'd passed my test my mum had already got him in the kitchen and was talking to him. I heard her say quite clearly 'You must speak to him now, we don't want any problems in the future' My dad always does as he's told so after he'd congratulated me he began to give me a long of lecture: I wasn't to expect to have the car whenever I wanted, if I was offered a drink at somebody's house I wasn't to take it, if I wanted to give any of my friends a lift I was to tell him who they were beforehand and on and on and fucking on.

Car or no car I wanted to check out the guy I'd seen tidying up the trolleys so I told my parents I was going to see some mates and strolled round to the supermarket to see if he was there. Fuck - he was but this time he was helping customers pack their bags. The store was so busy I didn't have a chance to say anything to him and couldn't even get near enough to see what kind of bulge he had but I did have a good wank that night thinking about him and what I'd like to do with him.

I'd been really looking forward to half term, thinking I'd have the use of the car but my mum ruined things right form the start. Sunday evening she said she needed the car for work, as she would be taking my younger brother over gran's every day, as he's too young to leave at home on his own. Monday morning I woke up just before eight and started to prepare my cock for a nice long session when my mum put her head round the door and told me to get up as she wanted me to get something from the shop. I tried to argue but she insisted saying she was ready to go and she would drop me off at the supermarket on her way to my gran's.

When I got there, feeling really pissed off, I started wandering round the store looking for this cream stuff my mother had asked me to get. When I eventually found it I made my way back to the check out, trying to think of what to do for the rest of the day. I was in one of those moods when I keep changing my mind and don't really care a fuck about what anybody else thinks. At first I thought Id go to the coffee shop, then changed my mind and decided to go for a piss instead. By the time I got to the bog my cock was telling me it was a wank I needed and not a piss. As there was nobody around I went straight into the cubicle, slowly lowered my jeans, sat down on the seat and started to stroke my cock.

I'd not been there long when I had a thought - the cream I'd just got for my mum. I stretched down, took the tube out of the bag, took the top off, gave it a squeeze and smeared a good bit of cream all over my rod. Fuck did that feel good. I just sat there and forgot about everything else but my cock. Every now and again I'd smear it with some more cream and the feeling got better and better. Eventually it got to the point when I knew I wouldn't be able to control things much longer so I stood up thrust my hips forward and started rubbing hard. My load went all over the bog wall. It was not until I was squeezing my cock to make sure there was no more cum left that I heard a sound outside the cubicle. Somebody was waiting for a shit. I quickly wiped my cock with some loo paper pulled my jeans up and gradually opened the door ready to get out of the bogs as quickly as I could. Then I saw him standing there with his hands in his pockets - it was that guy.

Fuck I nearly shit myself with excitement as I paused and then slowly walked out of the cubicle, checking him out as I did so. As I went passed him he looked at me and said ' Cheers.' Just as he'd done when I'd given him the trolley. I nodded but didn't say anything but fuck was my heart pounding. There was only one thing to do now and that was to hang about for a bit and find out if he was going to do anything interesting. I went over to the washbasins and started to wash my hands. Not a sound came out of the cubicle. I couldn't make out what the guy was doing so I tried to look under the door to see if he was sitting on the seat or standing up, but without giving myself away I couldn't see a thing. My cock was now getting hard again and I kept giving it a squeeze.

The guy must have been in the cubicle for at least five minutes when a workman of about forty came in for a piss so I decided I'd better go - I didn't want to be reported for loitering. But I still had to know what that guy was up to and was determined to hang around until he came out. Trying not to look too obvious I started wandering round the shelves near the entrance to the bogs making sure I kept my eyes all the time on the bog door. Several people went in and came out fairly quickly - obviously they'd only gone in for a piss. I looked at my watch - the guy had now been in there fifteen minutes. I was beginning to think I must have missed him when he suddenly appeared, quickly made his way to the back of the store and went though a door marked 'Staff Only'.' Fuck ' I thought 'What am I going to do now?'

It was then I realised I'd have to get some more cream for my mum as I didn't think she'd appreciate it if I told her there wasn't much cream left as I'd been smearing it all over my cock. That done I went to the coffee shop for something to eat and drink. I was sitting there reading a newspaper and drinking coffee when I got a call on my mobile. It was my mum. She'd forgotten that my gran was going out at twelve so would I go straight away and pick up my brother and look after him for the rest of the day. It seemed to me things always go in fucking threes - no fucking car, no fucking early wank in bed and now no fucking privacy for the rest of the day. Feeling thoroughly pissed off I got up and made my way to the front of the store. I was just about to leave when, and I don't know why, I turned round and went back to bogs. Luckily there was nobody around as I pushed open the outside door and when I got inside the place was empty. I walked over to the cubicle and had a look inside. There on the wall was my cum still slowly dripping down towards the floor and there on the back of the door was somebody else's cum Fuck! Now I knew why that guy had been in there so long.

When I got home with my brother I made it clear to him that I didn't want to be disturbed so he called one of his mates and they spent the afternoon playing in his bedroom on his new play station. I also spent the afternoon in my bedroom but I was playing with my cock

Now you couldn't keep me away from that supermarket. For the next four days I went round there everyday - sometimes three or four times a day. On Wednesday evening my dad joked that he reckoned I was seeing a girl. My mother didn't find that at all funny and started going on about me being too young for that kind of thing and that I must concentrate on my studies. If only she fucking knew!

On Tuesday as soon as I got inside the store for the third time my heart started to race. There he was at one of the checkouts with an older woman. He was training to be a checkout assistant. I bought some sweets and made for his checkout. There were loads of people in front of me but I didn't mind as it gave me a chance to get a good look at him. Fuck - he looked even hornier than when I'd seen him on Monday. I finally reached the front of the queue, paid for my sweets and he came out with the usual crap about having a nice evening. When I said I'd try he looked at me and grinned. I immediately went into the bogs and started stroking my cock. I didn't shoot my load though as I wanted to save it for later. Unfortunately when I got back into the store he was gone. That night it was early to bed - I just had to have a wank and work out what to do next.

I didn't see the guy at all on Wednesday or Thursday but on Friday he was there at a checkout but this time it was the one for baskets only and he was on his own. I must have gone through that checkout four time that evening. First I bought some sweets, then a newspaper. The third time I bought some lager and he said ' Hi' as I paid but no more. I immediately went outside and drank the lager. Loosened up I went back inside and got some Vaseline from one of the shelves. When I handed it to him there was nobody else around and he said with a laugh ' Have you got everything you need now?' I grinned and replied' Not quite' He grinned back and that encouraged me to ask him what time he finished. He said he should be leaving at ten but sometimes he did get a bit delayed.

It was cold outside but I didn't mind as I waited for him to appear. He came through the front doors at ten past ten, looked around and as soon as he saw me came over

'How ya doing?'

'OK Fancy going round the pub'

'Can't my mum told me to be back by half ten. I'll meet you here at seven tomorrow though'.

And with that he was gone.

Saturday evening I arrived at the store early and spent half an hour wandering around waiting and wondering whether he'd turn up. I needn't have worried as he arrived ten minutes early. The next two hours were spent down a pub not far from the store. Most of the time we just talked a load of crap but I did find out his name was Steve that he would soon be sixteen and was taking GCSE in the summer. Neither of us even hinted at anything vaguely to do with sex although our knees did spend a good part of the evening resting against each other. As soon as he told me his mother wasn't keen on him going out even at weekends and he usually had to be home by ten I knew there wouldn't be any action that night but I wasn't too pissed off because I'd at least made contact. At quarter to ten he said he'd better go and would see me the following week. He got up and left leaving three quarters of a pint of lager for me to drink.

PARK - CAR - HOME

On Tuesday I went round to see Steve and managed to get a quick word with him. He told me he would be able to come round the pub Friday and to meet him after work. Although he left work promptly at ten we only had time for a quick pint before he had to leave but this time we left together. As we walked down the road towards his bus stop I kept on trying to think of things to say which had something to do with sex but my mind went blank. I needn't have worried because Steve suddenly turned to me, grinned and said

'Did you see that cum all over the wall in the bog last week?'

I started to shake with excitement. I knew this was my fucking chance.

'Yea and when I went back there latter there was even more - all over the back of the door. Do you know whose it was ?'

Steve didn't have a chance to reply as his bus turned the corner and he had to run to get it.

'See you tomorrow at seven' he shouted.

When I got home I went straight to my room got out the tube of cream from where I'd hidden it, lay on my bed and began to enjoy myself. There was only one picture in my mind for the whole of the next hour and that was Steve.

We'd only been in the pub for about half an hour on Saturday when Steve said he needed some fresh air and suggested we go for a walk. At first I wondered what it was all about, thinking that maybe he wanted a spliff or something but as soon as we were clear of the pub he said he knew somewhere good to go. The way he spoke started to get me fucking excited but I didn't say anything and just went along with him. First we got a bus. The journey lasted about ten minutes, the whole time our legs rubbing against each other. As we got off I noticed a dark alley leading down the side of a railway line. Steve immediately made for it. The path was narrow and as we walked we kept bumping into each other but neither of us said anything until we got to the point where the path went down the side of a park.

' There's a place we can go just down there' Steve muttered 'Nobody will see us'. As we clambered over the fence my hand brushed against Steve's cock - it was hard. I then knew for certain we were going to have some fun. Not far from the fence was a bog and Steve said

'I need a piss let's go in there'

I just burst out laughing' It not a piss you want it's a wank'

The bog was closed but it was possible to stand in the entrance to it without being seen. I moved towards Steve and gradually began to pull his zip down, stroking against his cock as I did so. He did the same to me. It was a bit cold but we didn't care. The feel of another person's hand on our cocks made us forget where we were. Slowly and gently we wanked each other. Soon Steve was muttering to himself

' Aaah...aaah... this feels wicked....aaah...aaah'

We were both so excited neither of us lasted long. Within ten minutes it was all over and we were putting our cocks away and grinning all over our faces.

The next three Friday and Saturday evenings were spent down the park. Then we had a stroke of luck. My dad agreed to let me have the car Saturday evening. Steve didn't know about this and when I turned up he couldn't fucking believe it. 'Where are we going he said?' I didn't say anything but I'd already worked things out. There was a main road about fifteen minutes away with a lay by behind some bushes. Nobody would be able to see what we were doing and if a car drove into the lay- bye we'd see its lights long before the driver saw us.

For the whole of the drive Steve had his cock out gently stroking it with his left hand. His right hand was giving my cock a good feel. We finally drew into the lay- bye at about eight. I turned the engine off but left the side lights on and then without any warning lent over, gripped hold of Steve's cock and put it in my mouth. What a piece of meat he's got there. As my tongue began to work away Steve slid down in the seat so I could get as much of his rod in my mouth as possible. I knew I had to take things slowly because when we wanked each other he'd always cum quickly if I didn't take things gently. Despite my efforts though it was only a couple of minutes before I felt his cock firm up in my mouth and he began to moan

'I'm going to cum Jay. I'm cumming ... I'm cumming...aah....aah....' Almost at once cum was filling my mouth and dribbling down my chin. 'That was awesome Jay...fucking awesome...

We sat in the car for the next five minutes not saying anything but all the time Steve was gently stroking my cock. He was the first to speak 'I'm going to give you a suck now- hope you enjoy it as much as I fucking did.' Almost at once a fucking car appeared behind us and all I got that evening was Steve's hand on my cock.

During the Christmas holidays it was just down the pub and then into the park but in the New Year we had another stroke of luck. On the first weekend after New Year's Day my mum and dad decided to go down to see an aunt of mine who lived in Brighton. They were taking my brother and wanted me to go as well. I didn't want to fucking go but I thought it best not to say too much. My mum and dad, though, spent the whole of one evening arguing about whether to leave me behind. When it looked as if things were not going in my favour I decided it was time to have my say and muttered something about having exams at the start of term and that I wanted to revise. That was a masterstroke. I was allowed to stay behind on condition I didn't bring any body home and didn't stay out later than ten on Saturday night.

I couldn't wait to tell Steve. I gave him the news as soon as he finished work on Friday and demanded to know straight away if he would stay the night so we could have some real fun. I could see by the look on his face he wanted to but at first he said nothing. He just stood there in silence. Finally he said

' The trouble is I don't know whether my mum will agree as she doesn't know you...I fucking want to stay...mind you we could still have some fun even if I didn't stay ... tell you what I'll go home now and I'll meet you here at eight tomorrow evening.'

Fuck I couldn't wait for Saturday evening. As soon as my parents left in the morning I began to arrange things just in case Steve's answer was yes. I had to make sure we didn't leave any evidence. I know what my mum is like -she'd go round the house taking finger prints if she got the chance. I got three large towels out of the cupboard. Put two on the bed in my bedroom and one on the floor. I also put two on the side. I got the cream I had been using and put that on the bedside table. I put a large waste sack in the bedroom and one in the kitchen for any rubbish. At four o'clock I drew the curtains, leaving a slight gap in the ones in my bedroom so that the light from the street lamp could shine in. I still had nearly four hours to wait before I was due to meet Steve and I couldn't stop feeling my cock every five minutes to make sure it was still there and standing in front of the mirror with nothing on admiring my body.

I got down the supermarket at seven thirty and Steve was already there.

'Well?' I said a bit nervous. Steve looked at me, grinned and nodded.

'Fuck...yeah!' I shouted

'I'll have to be back home by ten tomorrow though.'

We decided to go down the pub for a couple of pints before going back to my place. I explained to Steve I had to be careful about letting him in, as I didn't want anybody to see. Our next-door neighbour is a nosey git and if she saw anybody even knocking on the front door my mum would know about it even before she'd got out of the car. I told Steve all this and said that when we got back to my place I'd show him a side gate leading off an alley. He was to come back there ten minutes after I'd got indoors and I'd let him in. Steve listened to all this and then explained how he'd managed to get his mum to allow him to stay the night. He said he'd told his best mate at school that he wanted to stay the night with a bird he'd met at work and his mate had agreed to ring up his mum and ask if he could sleep over there. His mum had agreed, as she knew Steve's best mate quite well.

After we'd both had a couple of pints we left for my place and by nine o'clock we were in my bedroom both naked and ready for action. I'd never seen Steve naked before although I'd had my hand on his cock loads of times. He's quite thin and that makes his cock look really big. As it looked larger than mine I moved towards him and put my cock along side his.

' You greedy bastard' I said 'you've got more than me.'

' All the more to put in your mouth' came the reply.

There was no stopping me now. I got down on my knees and began to lick his piece of meat. It wasn't long before he started to make low moaning sounds and I knew he was fucking enjoying it. Soon it was not only my tongue but also my lips that were working away. Suddenly Steve muttered

'Hold on a bit Jay I don't want to cum yet.' I stopped and looked up at him. He was grinning all over his face. ' I'll do you for a bit if you like'

Generally down the park I was the one that did all the sucking but I didn't say no. I got onto the bed and lay back with my cock sticking up in the air throbbing away. Steve knelt over me. Quite how it happened I don't know but soon we were in a 69er and I forgot about everything as I gently worked on Steve's cock while enjoying the sensation in my own. Suddenly I realised that my cock was no longer in Steve's mouth and I could hear him breathing heavily

' Ah Ah...ah. I'm cumming Jay... I'm cumming Jay ah.ah.ah.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh. He thrust his cock right into my mouth and I felt stream after stream of cum spurting out. He then withdrew slowly and lay on his back. I immediately got astride him and began to rub my cock furiously. Within seconds his face was covered with my cum.

I picked up one of the small towels and threw it at Steve who caught it and began to wipe the cum from his face. We then put our boxers on, fuck knows why, and went down stairs for another beer. As we were sitting in the kitchen in silence Steve moved his chair slightly and I could see his cock getting hard again. Then without any warning he said:

' Do you want to fuck me Jay?'

At first I didn't say anything. I certainly did want to fuck him but at that time I'd never seen a porno or even a picture of two guys fucking and I wasn't sure I could do it properly. I didn't want to fuck the whole thing up. Steve repeated his question and I knew it would be impossible for me to say 'no' so I muttered

' Why not? ...Yeagh'

' Let's go then I want to see what its like. I've been fiddling around with my fingers up my arse when I wank and I've been wondering what a cock would feel like.

Back in the bedroom I got Steve to bend over and put his hands on his knees before I started to smear his arse and my cock with cream. I knew that I had to be careful, as I didn't want to hurt him, so I moved forward slowly and began to push gently. At first it was a bit difficult and I thought I was getting things wrong but then I heard him mutter 'Go on, get it in get it in'. Just the effort of pushing my cock in nearly made me cum but I managed it my load still intact. It was an incredible feeling just standing there with my cock gripped by Steve's arse. It was even more incredible when I started to move slowly back and forward. All the time I could heard Steve murmuring ' Go on, go on...this is fucking wicked' Both of us started to breath heavily and I stopped for a bit. I was glad I'd cum about half an hour before otherwise I wouldn't have been able to control myself. We both got noisier and noisier and suddenly there was an explosion as my cock burst and my cum shot into Steve arse. There was a long pause before I whispered ' Fuck that was something'. I slowly removed my cock, cum dripping all over the towel on the floor. Steve stood up turned round, and laughing all over his face thrust his hips forward and started to massage his cock rapidly. Within seconds cum was squirting all over my chest

' Shit. You can do that again whenever you like' muttered Steve as we slowly got onto the bed and covered ourselves with the quilt before falling asleep.

I woke up at eight the next morning, my cock hard and throbbing. I turned to Steve. He was lying on his back gently wanking.

' We haven't got long' he said I've got to be home before ten.'

Not waiting for a reply he lent over and put my cock in his mouth. I just lay back and enjoyed it. After about five minutes I whispered

'Do you want me to fuck you again?

' Fuck yeah but I'm going to suck you off first so you don't cum too quickly when your cocks inside me'

With that he started sucking harder. 'Oh fuck. Steve...I'm cumming.... I'm cumming... I'm cumming' I shouted and my cum squirted all over his face. We wiped it all up and then went down to breakfast Steve's cock leading the way down the stairs.

It didn't take long to eat breakfast as Steve was fucking desperate to get on with it and my cock was too. Back in the bedroom it was the same routine as the night before. This time I was a bit more relaxed as I knew I could do it and that Steve would enjoy every fucking second my cock was up his arse. The only thing I can say is that it was fucking good job my bedroom was not next to the one next door - Steve moaning and me panting, me panting and Steve groaning and what a climax. As I pumped away Steve got hold of his cock and started to give himself a wank and when my cum started to squirt into his arse he lent back and shouted

'Aaaaaaaaaaaaagh' as cum shot out of his cock and onto the floor.

We cleaned up quickly and Steve had shower, as he didn't want his mum to smell stale cum and as soon as I heard next-door go to church I let him out of the side door. The rest of the morning was spent clearing up and putting anything that had cum on it into the washing machine.

The following Friday down the pub all we could do was talk about the previous Saturday. It was a bit crowded so Steve kept on leaning across and whispering in my ear things like 'What a fucking feeling it was with your cock up my arse.' and ' Fuck you made some cum when you squirted your load all over my face.'

The trouble was that our sessions down the park were no longer quite the same. Usually we just wanked each other off. Sometimes I would give Steve a suck and once I tried to ram my cock up him. But it was so cold it wasn't really a success. We both got very frustrated. We now knew what real sex was all about and we couldn't do without it. Things came to a head at the beginning of March. On Friday night it was pissing down with rain so hard we couldn't go to the park. Saturday was the same. We just sat in the pub getting more and more frustrated. It was when we were on our third pint that Steve came up with an idea. He leant across and muttered

'Ever thought about a three some?'

At first I didn't know what he was on about and just looked at him with a blank look on my face. He lent across again

'Find a guy who's got a place and then we can have sex there every week'

'That's a fucking terrific idea' I burst out so loudly that a couple of blokes at the bar turned round to look at us. 'But where are we going to find somebody?'

'Don't know but there must be some guy in his twenties who wouldn't mind a bit of our cocks' The conversation stopped there as somebody came and sat right next to us. That night, though, as I lay on my bed stroking my cock I worked out a plan of action.

A PLACE TO GO

I'd heard about these places where guys go looking for sex and thought I knew where one or two of them might be. On Sunday I managed to persuade my dad to let me have the car and drove around trying to check them out. Things didn't look too promising. I don't know whether it was winter but there didn't seem to be much going on. About half way between school and home though I found somewhere that struck me as the sort of place where there might be something going on midweek. There was a lay bye next to a piece of parkland that was crossed by two paths - one went towards some woods and one towards the main road. I decided to go back there on Monday after school.

Now I didn't want anybody from school to find out where I was going so I got on a bus that turned off about three quarters of a mile before the park and walked the rest of the way, checking all the time to see whether there was anybody following. As I slowly made my way down the road towards the lay bye I noticed a car but there was nobody in it so I strolled down the path toward the main road looking around all the time to see what was going on. When I'd nearly got to the road I turned round and saw a guy coming out of the woods and walking toward the car. I turned round and made my way back to the lay bye. The guy got in the car and just sat there. As I walked by I stared at him through the window of his car. He was about twenty-five, quite well built with dark brown hair. He was wearing a suit. I wasn't sure about him so I walked up and down the road about four or five times trying to make out I was waiting for somebody. On the fifth occasion I strolled round the other side of the car and as I went by the guy lent over and opened the door slightly. I looked round quickly to see if anybody was watching and got in.

The guy didn't waste any time

' Do you want to come back to my place? 'He asked in a casual voice.' Or do something in the car?'

' Back to your place but I can't tonight as I haven't told my mum I'd be late'

'Does that matter ? You're old enough aren't you?'

'Yeah but I like to keep her sweet. What about tomorrow?

'Can't make it until Thursday - I've got work'

'That'll be cool where shall I meet you?

'Here at four thirty - don't be late'

I laughed ' You sound like my fucking mother. Don't worry I'll be here'

With that I got out of the car walked quickly along the path to the main road and got the bus home.

I went round to see Steve on Tuesday but I didn't say anything to him just in case the guy didn't turn up and I didn't want to raise his hopes. On Thursday morning I warned my mum that I might not be home till seven as I was going round to a mate's to do my homework. She didn't argue. At school I could hardly concentrate and the day couldn't end quickly enough. Luckily I was free last period and got out a bit early. The bus came straight away and I got to the car park early- the guy was already there. I got in his car my heart pounding. He immediately started up the engine and we were away. I suppose the journey to his place must have taken about fifteen minutes. Throughout that time we said nothing and did nothing. He kept both his hands on the wheel and I kept mine well away from my cock.

The guy lived on the second floor of a block of expensive looking flats. We entered through an underground car park and went up some stairs. Still without saying a word he took his keys out and opened the front door. It was not until we were right inside the flat with the door closed that he started to speak

' By the way my names Nigel what's yours?'

'Jay'

'I've not got very long Jay. There's the bedroom. Get your clothes off. What do you like?'

I didn't reply so he said 'Ever been fucked? I shook my head ' Want to find out what its like?' I nodded.

When I'd fucked Steve Id made him bend over in front of me. Nigel made me lay back on the bed, got some Vaseline out of the chest of drawers and put a condom on before coming over and greasing my arse He then got on the bed himself and lifted up my legs, putting them on his shoulders before starting to shove his cock in. Nigel's cock didn't look very large to me- I'd expected it to be larger - not only that he didn't last very long. He gripped hold of my legs and thrust in and out almost as if he was desperate to get it over with. I'd just started to gently rub my own cock, which was dripping pre cum all over the place when I heard him yell out -' Fuuuuuuuuuck' as he pulled his cock out of my arse whipped the condom off and squirted his cum all over my chest. He then quickly lent forward, got hold of my cock and rubbed it hard until I shot my load into the air. In a way I was disappointed - I'd expected things to go on longer but at least I'd had a cock up my arse for the first time.

As we cleaned up Nigel casually said

' Want to come again?'

I wasn't sure what to say. Of course I did but I wanted to bring Steve with me.

'Well do you?

' Can I bring my mate with me?

Nigel stared at me and an uncertain look went across his face.

' How old is he?'

'Sixteen. A year younger than me. Don't worry its legal'

Nigel relaxed ' When do you want to come?'

'Saturday evening'

'You'll have to be here by six'

On Friday I didn't say anything to Steve until we got down the pub and had made sure we were sitting well away from anybody else. I then muttered under my breath

' I was fucked by a guy of about twenty five yesterday'

Steve turned and looked me straight in the eye with his mouth wide open. Then he whispered back.

' Have you organised a three some?'

'You fucking bet I have - tomorrow at six.

Steve's face changed at once

' You fucking bastard. Tell me all about it.'

We got round Nigel's at exactly six o'clock. He opened the door straight away and led us into his sitting room. I sat down without being asked and Steve soon followed stretching his legs out making it quite clear what he was there for. Nigel went into the kitchen, brought back some beers and we started chatting. It was obvious Nigel was more interested in Steve than me as he couldn't keep his eyes off him and before long he was interrupting one of my jokes:

' You going to let me fuck Steve first?'

I knew that's what he was after from the moment we stepped through the front door but I couldn't really object - it was his flat after all.

We went into the bedroom and started to strip off. Nigel got a packet of condoms and Vaseline out of his drawer before telling Steve to get on the bed. Steve was shaking all over. After Nigel had smeared Steve's arse with Vaseline and got his own cock ready, he stood at the foot of the bed and pulled Steve towards him. I just stood there watching and gently stroking my cock. Nigel started to shove his cock into Steve's arse and I looked at Steve's face - his eyes were closed. As Nigel started slowly moving in and out of Steve's hole Steve began to moan. The pumping got faster. Steve started to moan louder

' Aagh....aagh...aagh....'

Steve's started to pant, his eyes still closed and his mouth wide open. I took a quick glance at Nigel. His head was thrust back and his eyes were closed as well. He was also panting. I knew there was going to be an explosion soon and sure enough Nigel started shouting

' I'm cumming ....I'm cumming ...I'm cumming.' as he thrust away, squirting the whole of his load into the condom. After that there was silence. Nigel took his cock out of Steve's arse, ripped the condom off and with cum dripping everywhere went to the kitchen to get some beers. Steve looked at me and whispered

' Fuck I hope we can come back next week'

Nigel retuned with the drinks and we sat on the edge of the bed drinking, nobody saying a thing, until Nigel turned to me and said,' You ready Jay?' With that he got up, took the can of lager from my hand and told me to bend over. I did as I was told. Soon Nigel's cock was up my arse. This time it was not like Thursday. Nigel took his time and things built up to a climax very slowly. While Nigel was at work I could see Steve out of the corner of my eyes standing there watching and fiddling with his cock. I whispered to him

' Come here Steve and get your mouth round my cock.'

Steve was down on his knees straight away and I could feel his tongue gently stroking the tip of my pole. I was now so worked up I knew I wouldn't last long. Sure enough before I realised it I was blowing a load into Steve's mouth but as Nigel continued pumping away my cock remained hard. Steve started licking it again and I put out my hand out and gripped his cock. What with Nigel's cock up my arse and Steve's lips round my cock I knew I would cum again pretty soon and fuck me I did. I was gripped by a fucking incredible feeling as I yelled out

' I'm cumming I'm cumming'

Immediately Nigel began to pump harder and harder. For the second time that evening Steve took my cum in his mouth and soon Nigel was whipping his cock out of my arse and spurting cum all over my back. Finally Steve added to the streams of white stuff by squirting all over my head.

I was wondering what was going to happen next when Nigel said quietly that he had to go out and would we like to come again the following week at the same time. We all three left together but as it was still quite early me and Steve decided to go round the pub we'd seen not far from Nigel's. There were not too many people there so we were able to talk about Nigel. I said I reckoned we were only the start of his Saturday night fun and that he was going round somebody else's to get his cock up another arse. Steve agreed.

For the next couple of months Saturday evening was spent round Nigel's. The pattern of the evening was always much the same. The difference was I got in on the action when Nigel was fucking Steve. I'd get down on my knees and grip Steve's cock in my hand and begin to rub it gently. As Steve started to moan I'd lean forward and put the tip of his cock in my mouth until a load of cum slid down my throat. After that Nigel would fuck me while Steve did his best with my cock. The only trouble was I never got to fuck either Steve or Nigel. All I could do was dream about it during the week when I enjoyed a wank just before going to sleep. I don't think Steve minded though. He loved having Nigel's cock up his arse and he got that every Saturday.

The week before Easter after he'd finished fucking both Steve and me, Nigel, instead of getting cleaned up and dressed as he usually did asked us if we wanted another drink. We certainly didn't say ' No' and as we sat down in the sitting room Nigel started to talk. We'd never known him talk so much. At first it was about nothing in particular but then, without any warning he asked us if we could get there a bit later the following Saturday and stay the night. Steve and me looked at each other. We couldn't believe what we were hearing. Thing had been a bit easier for me at home recently and I knew I wouldn't have much difficulty in persuading my mum. So I said: 'Yeah that'll be cool' Steve however was a bit more hesitant. I could see from the look on his face he desperately wanted to come but I knew he might have problems with his parents.

When I saw Steve on Tuesday I asked him about Saturday. He just said he was working on it so I didn't say any more. Friday evening when I met him after work he was a bit edgy and said he wouldn't be coming round the pub as he had to get home When I asked him why he told me he'd had a massive row with him mum about Saturday. His mum had told him they had visitors and he had to be home by nine. He didn't say much else but told me to meet him on Saturday at eight o'clock.

When I got down the supermarket on Saturday Steve was already there, pacing up and down. As soon as he saw me he said' Lets fucking get out of here.. I'm fucking sixteen and I'm not going to fucking be told when I've got to be home. You fucking bet my dad'll be touring the area in his car looking for me if I'm not back before nine so we better get over Nige's as soon as possible.' I just listened to all this as we hurried to the bus stop.

Nigel had already got beers ready for us when we arrived and as we sat down in the sitting room he seemed a bit nervous. It was not long before I found out why. He suddenly turned to us and said:

' You guys mind if I video what we do tonight?'

It was now my turn to get nervous. I didn't fucking well know what to think. This must have showed because Nigel didn't give me a chance to answer before continuing.

' Don't worry you're not going to see yourselves in a porno next time you do a bit of surfing.'.

Steve muttered: 'Wouldn't fucking mind if I did. Then I wouldn't have to live with my fucking parents.'.

That night was full of surprises. As soon as we'd finished our beers Nigel said to me

' How about you start the evening off Jay by giving Steve a fuck and then I can video it'

Me and Steve looked at each other and shouted at the same time

' Fuck yeeeagh'

Nigel went off to get his camcorder and Steve and me went into the bedroom. As we were undressing I asked Steve

' Shall I do it doggy style or like Nigel does it'.

'Don't really mind as long as I get your cock up my arse.'

My first fuck that evening didn't last long - I was too excited and just lost control. I didn't mind though as I knew we had all night. As soon as my cock came out of Steve's arse Nigel gave me the camcorder and took over where I'd left off.

' Make sure you get some good close ups of my cock in Steve's arse, Jay, and one or two good face shots of Steve losing it'

I soon found that the biggest problem taking a video of the action is that you can't get involved yourself. All the time my cock was sticking out , throbbing away and dripping pre cum everywhere and I couldn't even touch it.

After we'd both finished with Steve he looked exhausted so we went back into the sitting room and had another beer each. It was then my turn to get a couple of cocks up my arse. First it was Steve's. That was the first time he'd fucked anybody. Nigel realised this and helped him get his cock in my hole. He also made sure I was lying on my back, so he could get in some good face shots. As he'd already squirted twice that evening Steve was able to keep control so I got the benefit of his seven and a half inches for almost twenty minutes. He threw his head back as he pumped away and kept muttering

'Fuck. Jay this is fucking cool...... aaagh aaagh aaagh....fucking cool'

When he'd finished Nigel said

' That was fucking brilliant Steve.'

Steve looked really pleased.

It was now Nigel's turn to fuck me. I'd not really recovered from Steve's pounding when Nigel's rod started work and after about five minutes I didn't know what was going on - I'd completely lost it. Half way through Nigel's session my cock spurted cum all over the place but Nigel carried on and my cock remained hard . When he finally blew his load I just lay on the bed and closed my eyes. Steve came and lay beside me. We both fell asleep.

It was about three o'clock when we woke up with our cocks rock hard again. Nigel was lying on the floor beside the bed gently massaging himself. Soon we were at it again but this time without the video. First Steve fucked me, then Nigel fucked Steve, then Nigel fucked me and finally I got to fuck Steve..

We woke again at about ten the following morning. Steve immediately started to act nervous and wanted to get off quickly. He knew he was going to be in massive trouble and wanted to get it over with so we both left without eating breakfast agreeing to come back at the usual time the following Saturday.

That was the last I saw of Steve. When I went down to see him on Tuesday he wasn't at work so I tried ringing his mobile but it was switched off. I went down again on Friday and still he wasn't there so I asked one of the managers where he was and was told he'd left..

Saturday night I went over to Nigel's on my own. He was surprised not to see Steve and when I explained the situation to him he simply said

'The stupid fucker. If I'd known you could have come in the afternoon and stayed till the evening.......... And I've got a present for him as well... Here's yours'

He handed me what looked like a CD

'What's this?' I asked, thinking it was some music

'Put it in the DVD and you'll find out'

My mouth just fell open when I saw what was on the screen - it was me with my cock up Steve's arse.

' How do you do this?' I asked

'Don't worry I'm in the business. I edited the tape and got it transferred quite easily without anybody knowing. Come on you can look at that later let's go into the bedroom'

As we were undressing Nigel suddenly said

'Would you like to fuck me tonight Jay? You'll have to use a condom, though, I've only got your word for it that Steve's the only one you've fucked'

I just nodded and must have given Nigel the impression that I was a bit nervous. In fact I was. Nigel didn't rush me - he took his time. He showed me the best way to role the condom onto my throbbing cock before he lay back on the bed and lifted his legs. I wasn't quite sure what to expect as my cock neared his arse but it soon became clear that Nigel had been fucked loads of times and regularly. His arse hole was as loose as anything and my cocked slipped in quite easily. I started to pump away but then after about two minutes lost control and squirted my cum into the condom.

' Sorry Nige... I fucked that up...sorry '

'Don't worry Dave. Next time it'll be OK Let's have a beer'

As he was getting the drinks in the kitchen I sat down wondering what would happen next when Nigel shouted out

' Why don't you stay the night? You can use the phone to tell your parents.'

'Don't worry Nige I'll use my mobile - I don't want my mother tracing the call.'

Luckily my dad answered the phone and there was no hassle. I said I'd be back about eleven the following morning and then turned the mobile off

I fucked Nigel three times that night and he had his cock up my arse four times no less. It was just sex sex sex and more sex. By the morning I don't think there was a drop of cum left in my balls.

While Nigel made me breakfast I began to wonder whether every Saturday was going to be like this but then as we were eating away Nigel started to get all serious.

' You know why I wanted that video made?' I shrugged ' Well it's..... because I'm moving.... my firms sent me up north and I won't see you two again'

I didn't fucking know what to say - I just sat there looking at Nigel in disbelief. At ten I left his flat for the last time still stunned by the news. No more Steve and now no more Nigel.

When I got home my parents were just going out with my brother, thank fuck, so I went upstairs to watch myself in action and give myself a wank. It's not the same as the real thing though so at one o'clock I put my cock away, got dressed and drifted round the supermarket to see whether there were any new guys there. There weren't. ' Fuck' I thought ' I'll have to try and persuade my mum to get her shopping at another store.'