Desirable Me Part 10
I hadn't neglected my friends Mike and Wyat, true Paul and I got together whenever opportunity presented but it seemed that those two - Wyat in particular - were content with the occasional trip to the squash courts though I'd sometimes sneak over at night and make myself available for Mike who seemed to need my hole far more than Wyat ever did. Meanwhile, Paul had his share of nocturnal visitors, in fact we decided it was better if he came over to me to avoid any awkwardness because on one occasion, poised with hand on his door knob I froze...faint sounds from inside told me what was going on, muted groans then grunts of satisfaction said it all..I thought I could even hear the bed springs. I froze, a sickening feeling in my tummy...it was jealousy pure and simple! Still I lingered in the dark corridor taking in the semi stifled sounds of pleasure...a gasp here, more creaking of springs and I found myself with an erection...I couldn't stay where I was, it was far too exposed and I needed to do something - urgently - so back to my room I went.
Once safe inside I lay on my back with penis in hand and let the images come as I gently played with myself...there they were, a lovely blond boy, his body jerking as on hands and knees he receives the other boy's prick in his arse, occasionally he lifts and turns his head to instruct his partner "Yes that's it, deeper..oh yessss...put your hand on my prick too, yeah, reach round...good, now play with it...." The whispers tail off and instead there's deep breathing and the occasional grunt of pleasure, my was I aroused, it was so kinky, I loved it and hated it - the thought of Paul being had just down the corridor....from the sounds I'd heard he was enjoying it too! I reversed the grip on my prick to simulate someone else's hand doing it while my filthy thoughts continued...the other boy has pulled out and then I see what he's doing, he's moved along the bed to kneel in front of Paul, shoves his prick in his face and waits to be sucked, Paul willingly takes him in his mouth and his head bobs back and forth, the other boy leans back as this is happening, it shows off his splendid taught young body with hips thrust forward, Paul is slowly sucking and savouring the smooth texture of another boy's prick head. Paul draws away and places himself on his back he reaches for his legs and draws them to his chest "come on now, finish me!" he urges the other boy, I watch as a body moves between Paul's legs, lifts his buttocks - and then thrusts. I imagine Paul's arms begin to move and wave, a fist clenches in the sheets an arm covers his eyes and Paul's hips rise and fall, breathing reaches a crescendo and....his lover begins to jerk, a jet of semen from Paul's prick shoots up his tummy and then..there's a rhythmic squelching as the boy unloads up his arse, all wet and juicy sounding.....and with that I make myself cum!
So it was that another evening we decided that since there was more likelihood of me being on my own at night, Paul would slip across to me instead and in the process of that discussion I told him not only what had happened to upset my recent plan to visit him - but also what I'd subsequently done back in my room, going into detail too. Paul giggled and I noticed he had become hard during the telling, now he slipped out of his pyjama bottoms, I was already naked for him, and he began to fondle my prick "So, you were sort of ... jealous were you? Felt nice did it, made you all sexy with your dirty imagination..bet you had a good one?" I could tell he was aroused and in the late summer twilight could make out his pouting smile, we lay facing one another playing with each other's pricks, occasionally we'd kiss. Paul resumed in whispers "You know, sometimes I like to pretend you're with someone who is fucking you..you know, someone who is sort of beefy and with a matching prick, you are - um - delicate, skinny looking too - but you have a lovely bum - an adult...I'd love to hear something like that" So, in fits and starts I confided in Paul about my experience in the lavatories....I heard his breathing quicken, only once did he interrupt "When he got your pants off, he must have thought it was Xmas!" We gazed at one another knowing that each was thinking dirty stuff, it was lovely and I was getting that deep sexy feeling, from the way Paul was breathing I reckoned he was too, then just for pretend I asked him if he'd like to watch me being fucked, that nearly did it and before I knew it I was on my back with him between my legs, instead of raising them, he knelt and sort of drew me up on to his lap - as he penetrated me I heard "You're so skinny, it's easy doing things with you and God you look great like this! My prick was sort of very exposed in that position making it easy for me to masturbate, with my hips raised it was so convenient - from a sort of ... 'hands on' point of view. Paul's firm thrusts from beneath angled up into me, bouncing my hips up and down on his lap as I caressed my penis "Getting a good view there Paul?" I asked innocently. Then the croaky reply "God yeah, you look terrific, knew you were sexy but, God I'm getting an eyeful" and he placed hands either side of my waist while he methodically began to fuck me.
Paul bent forward as far as he could and peered down between my legs, taking hands from my waist he instead used them to caress my thighs, as he did so he murmured "I can see my prick as it goes in and out...does it feel nice?" I knew he was teasing and gave my muscles a squeeze back there "Wow - terrific, so you ARE enjoying it, you know what...you remind me of those models in women's magazines - not those terribly skinny ones but the ones with the short dark hair and big eyes, all slender sort of and very small tits...like this" He removed his hands from my thighs and began toying with my nipples, I felt one begin to tingle and muttered "That's nice...yesss" Encouraged Paul began to give my breasts a real working over, I bit my lip...next he mumbled "Must be like fucking a woman, I mean I'm fucking you and feeling your tits at the same time, know something? You'd look great in a nightie, transparent of course - and, or in nylons, the ones that come up to the thigh - you've got the body for it..wow, I'd better stop or I'll cum now!". Well, Paul had sewn the seeds and I was excited just thinking of what he'd said, wouldn't be able to do anything about it at school of course but maybe sometime...meanwhile I settled back to enjoy Paul's attentions, in particular noticing the look on his pretty face, he seemed to be gloating - ah well it felt extra nice to be appreciated and not only my arse but my prick and my tits were being taken care of, I felt I should be gloating too!