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Openers and Beginners
A story by Steve Rose
The room in which the reception was being held was quite small and steps led down from the doorway to the floor area where most people were standing as they waited for the event to begin. Jonty Williams entered the doorway and stood at the top of the steps surveying the room with the habitual air of confidence he had gained from years of attending boarding school. Jonty was tall, dark-haired and aware that he was good-looking which further added to his self-confidence. He looked around the room and identified two major types of attendees: the first were making an effort to talk to people that they were meeting for the first time; the other type was trying hard to avoid contact with anyone and showed every sign of wanting to leave. Among this latter group was Tim Black, who was fair-haired with blue eyes and was a little overweight, which detracted from his otherwise attractive look. As Jonty watched, Tim caught his eye and a look of understanding passed between them, before the fair-haired young man immediately turned away and started to slide back into a shadowy corner from where he hoped he might make his escape. As Tim prepared to make his move, he was tapped on the shoulder by another young man,
`Hello, I'm Nick Parkinson. You shouldn't leave before the food and drink or until after the Principal's speech of welcome, you know.'
`I ... I wasn't leaving, I was looking for the toilet', Tim replied unconvincingly.
`If you say so, but it's okay to be nervous. Just imagine it as a "first night". Anyway, what's your name?'
`I'm Tim ... Tim Black.'
`Pleased to meet you Tim. Your fame precedes you so why the nerves, not good for an actor.'
`It's a bad look, isn't it? I feel like this in a crowd like this but everything changes once I'm on stage. What do you mean about my fame preceding me?'
Before Nick could answer, another voice joined the conversation,
`Yes, you should tell us more about yourself. Before you do, however, I ought to introduce myself, I'm Jonty William and I'd give a king's ransom for a career like yours.'
Nick nodded and said,
`Hello, Jonty, pleased to meet you. I'm Nick Parkinson and I heard about Tim coming here when I was attending the pre-sessional summer school. Everyone was excited to learn that THE Tim Black, star of children's TV series about a gang of children that sing and dance and eventually make it big.'
Tim looked somewhat embarrassed as he tried to downplay the remark,
`It was a team success, really. The others were more talented than I was but somehow, I seemed to get the lead role.'
Further conversation was prevented by the arrival of several senior staff members of the Performing Arts school. The room fell silent as the Principal stepped forward and gave a short speech welcoming the newly arrived students and wishing them success in their years at the school. As he concluded his remarks, waiters appeared carrying trays of canapes and drinks. Jonty grabbed three glasses of wine and passed one each to Tim and Nick.
Tim thanked the other young man and said,
`I can't drink too much as I have a long journey to where I'm staying.'
`Me, too', said Jonty, who then looked quizzically at Nick.
`I'm lucky, I've got a small flat about five minutes from here. Have you been looking for somewhere closer? My landlord charges a lot for just me but is happy if I manage to get people to share. There are three tiny bedrooms, so if you are interested, we could go there after the party and you can see what you think.'
Jonty smiled warmly,
`Anywhere would be better than the doss house I'm in right now, so, yes, I'd be very interested, especially as it is close by.'
Tim nodded enthusiastically and said,
`I'd be interested as well, provided I can afford the rent.'
Nick acknowledged the point and then added that he thought that between them they should manage before adding,
`It should prepare us for the long periods when we will be out of work and having to survive on what little money we have, although I'm sure that won't affect you so much Tim.'
`I hope it won't affect any of us. I'm here to major on musical theatre and I know that there are plenty of opportunities there. I assume you two are doing acting and straight theatre?'
Jonty nodded and then said,
`I'd be happy with any roles to be fair but I'd really love to end up at the National Theatre playing leading parts in Shakespeare and the other classics.'
Nick smiled at his new friend's ambition before saying quietly,
`I expect I'll end up as an Assistant Stage Manager of some Provincial Rep at least to start with but, to be honest, I'd take any offers that get me on stage.'
It was clear that the party was winding down and so Nick said,
`Are you ready to view my wonderful digs?'
The other two nodded and, having collected their coats left the school building and walked towards Nick's flat. The `five minutes' walk turned out to be more like 10 minutes before they arrived at the doorway to an unprepossessing building. Immediately on entry they were confronted with a steep staircase, at the top of which there was a landing with doors opposite each other. Nick moved to the right-hand door and opened it with his key before leading the way into the flat. There was a small kitchen, separate bathroom and toilet, a living area with three doors leading off it. Nick had not been lying when he had said that the rooms were tiny. His own room was the biggest but still only had room for a single bed and a wardrobe and very little else. The other two rooms were smaller but contained similar furnishings.
Tim and Jonty looked at Nick and asked,
`I see what you mean about it being small. May we ask how much the rent is?'
When Nick told them the amount which included the cost of amenities, the young actors each gave a sigh of relief and Jonty said,
`I don't think that is too much, so count me in.'
Tim nodded and then said,
`I'm okay with it too, but before we go any further, there's something I need to tell you. Although I'm not "out", I'm gay. If that is a problem I'll understand.'
There was a moment of silence before Jonty burst into a giggle before saying,
`It's noy a problem for me as I'm gay, too.'
Nick grinned as well before exclaiming,
`That's good to know because it means with me it makes a full house! I'm sure we'll get to know each other really very well over our time living here.'
Jonty nodded and replied,
`I really hope so.'
A greatly relieved Tim smiled and nodded before saying,
`So, when do you want us to move in?'
`As soon as you like. In fact, why not stay here tonight and pick up your stuff tomorrow?'
The suggestion from Nick was generally welcomed and the three new-found friends moved into the living area and sat down. Jonty said that he would order some pizza to be delivered and Nick and Tim went downstairs to the nearby off-licence to buy some wine. They returned with a bottle of red wine and some prosecco which was poured into teacups as they did not have enough glasses and they drank a toast to their good fortune in meeting each other and to living together in harmony in the future.
As soon as the pizza had been delivered, the trio helped themselves and then made themselves comfortable, sitting on the floor as there were only two old wooden chairs available. Nick, as the host, apologised for the lack of seating and promised to find at least one more chair as soon as possible. The other two tanked him and told him that there was no real hurry. As they sat and drank, the conversation flowed quite easily. When there was a lull, Nick, once again, took the initiative,
`It's great to have found such compatible flatmates but we don't know much about each other so perhaps we could start by giving a short biography of our lives to date.'
Sounds like a good idea', Jonty replied before adding, Is the account to include sexual activity?'
`I assumed so, yes. So, who'd like to start?'
Perhaps surprisingly, it was Tim who responded first to Nick's question.
`It isn't often that I volunteer or get asked to go first but, what the hell, here goes. Before I got my place in drama school, I lived at home with my parents and elder brother and sister and attended a regular state school. Given my less than idea physique and a total lack of hand-eye coordination, I was not regarded very highly by my peers. In fact, I was always the last to be picked in any team game and I never failed to demonstrate how bad I was which made me even more alienated. In addition, I much preferred studying hard and performing in school productions, both of which activities were frowned on by most of my classmates. As it happened, following one of my performances, I was "spotted" by a parent who worked in television and I was invited to audition for a part in a children's drama series. Because of the time-consuming nature of the schedule, I had to leave the school and was taught by a tutor every day before or after I had finished rehearsals or filming. My parents had mixed feelings about my success. On the one hand, they were delighted at the income that the part gave me; and, on the other, they were concerned that I would not get good exam results and would "fall into bad company". On this latter point, little did they know that I had fallen into bad company some months before I left school. I was a keen member of the drama group and the teacher suggested I might be interested in joining a youth theatre group a friend of his had recently started. It turned out that the leader of the group was only a few years older than me and he was good looking and I got a crush on him after just one meeting. There weren't many male members of the group and I got a lot of encouragement from Tom who chose me for most of the leading roles. There was a county wide competition and he entered our group in the newcomer's category. The competition was too far to travel in the morning, so we stayed overnight. I think you can guess the rest, but, needless to say, I ended up sharing with Tom, who very skilfully seduced me and I went along with his advances willingly. When we were naked, he started to suck me off and began fingering my hole. I was so excited that I shot my load in less than a minute and I watched in amazement as he swallowed it down his throat. Tom encouraged me to play with his cock while he continued to gently work on my hole before eventually, he covered his cock and my hole with lube and slipped into me. It hurt a bit but I was determined not to stop him and he was really caring as he took my cherry. Afterwards, he asked if I had enjoyed what we had done and whether I wanted to do it again. I gave an emphatic "yes" to both questions and every time we met after that, we had a "private read through session" and I learnt how to suck and fuck as gently and carefully as he did. Although he was pleased that I had got a place here in London, he was genuinely disappointed that we would not see each other all that often. He taught me a lot and not just about acting.'
As Tim was speaking his two companions had become aroused and Jonty and Nick's jeans were tenting from the straining erections inside them.
`That was a great bio, perhaps you should invite Tom here for a visit, I'm sure we could accommodate him', Nick commented.
Yes, indeed, He sounds like a great guy', chimed Jonty, who then added, Perhaps I should go next?'
There were murmurs of approval from the other two and so he began his account,
`Unlike Tim, I have spent most of my life in private boarding schools, starting at the age of 9. My parents were often abroad working and did not want me to have a disrupted education. I accept the reasoning but what you get deprived of is affection. The response to that is to make you vulnerable to anyone who offers even a modicum of sympathetic understanding. Most of the teachers at my schools were men and all the pupils were boys. As we developed physically, we became attractive to some of the teachers and senior boys. Discipline was administered largely by prefects with the tacit consent of Housemasters. In general, I was a model pupil, not very bright but certainly not thick, but, even so, it was easy to fall foul of the rules or offend a senior student in some way. In my case, the boy in question seemed to have taken a dislike to me as he was always on my case. I had injured my knee in a school rugby match and had hobbled down to the playing field to watch the team play their next fixture. Because of my injury I arrived a few minutes late and my bête noir pounced. I was ordered back to the dorm and he took me into his study and told me to strip off completely. He produced a small cane and told me to lie across his lap whereupon he administered a short sharp beating. I'm still not sure why but I found the whole experience sexually exciting and my cock went hard. My tormentor noticed this and made a comment that I obviously had enjoyed the beating and he would be happy to do it again any time. There was little I could have done even I had wanted to and at least once a week I found myself in his study being beaten. However, over time, I noticed that he was enjoying the session as much as I was. I managed to position myself so that I could "accidentally" grab his cock during the caning. He did not stop me and we began a mutual wanking session shortly after that before we went further and began sucking each other. I was now fully enthralled by sex and would sometimes visit the local town where I met several guys in the public toilets, one of who spent the afternoon violently fucking my virgin arse while I sucked off his mate. Of course, I had to be discreet and it was always a bit frustrating during the summer holidays when I had to stay at my very strict grandparents. I did manage to escape a few times and had a really enjoyable session with a lad about my own age down among the sand dunes. At school I had taken up acting and my drama teacher encouraged me to think about taking it up as a career and, much to my parents' displeasure, I decided that I would do so. And so, here I am!'
By the end of the second biography, all three youngsters were openly rubbing their erections through their jeans.
I suppose that just leaves, little old me,' said the host, before adding, by the look of us we could all do with loosening our clothing and getting more comfortable.'
Neither Jonty nor tv man and = Tim needed any further encouragement and they and Nick quickly stripped down to their underwear. Nick grinned at his guests before started to speak,
`Now you are sitting more comfortably, I will begin. My story is quite short. I never knew my parents; they died in a car crash shortly after I was born and I was brought up by relatives. I attended state schools and did quite well academically. I was also good at football and cricket and played to a reasonable standard in both. I got on well enough with my schoolmates but sex was a strictly taboo subject. Most activity in that direction was self-taught or gleaned from toilet walls. From an early age I had played Saturday morning soccer for a club team near my home which was in a village some miles from my school. Most of the team were local boys and none went to the school I attended. They seemed much less concerned about privacy and often the changing room was full of naked and half-naked teenagers. Even before I knew anything about sex, I was fascinated by the different shapes, sizes and colours of the cocks that I saw. As I developed into a teenager, I remained good at academic studies but branched out into drama which took up a lot of my time, as did football. I looked forward to my Saturday games and continuing my research into other people's dicks. After one of the games in which I had scored a hat trick, I was given the traditional reward in the showers as all the other team members enveloped me and I felt a hand grasp my cock and start to wank it. I could not see who it was but, later, Adam one of my pals from the team gave me a sly wink and muttered that he hoped I enjoyed my reward. I indicated that I had indeed done so especially as Adam was "hot". He asked if I wanted to go back to his house and I agreed. When we got there, the house was empty and I was led up to Adam's bedroom and he wasted no time in grabbing my crotch and unzipping my jeans. I reciprocated and very soon we were both naked. Adam asked me what I liked doing and, as I had no real experience, I hesitated and he suggested that I might like sucking. It was clear that, although I was eager, I hadn't a clue how to go about it. Adam suggested that we lay down on his bed head to toe and he would start sucking me and I should do to him what he was doing to me. This seemed like a good idea and I noticed that his cock was similar to mine and both of us was not very big and we took each other between the lips. It was the start of a journey of discovery and we learnt over the next few months how to pleasure each other. We had a sleep over one night and that was the first time we fucked. I was devastated when Adam's family moved away not only had I lost a sex partner, but the club had lost an outstanding player. After that, I concentrated on my drama and the occasional foray into the local park toilets which tended to be the haunt of old men but occasionally there were younger people there but it was not easy to do more than wank and suck. As the time for applying to University came round, I decided to apply here and to a couple of places where they did Drama. I think my drama teacher must have said a lot of good things about me because I was offered a place. I noticed that there was a pre-entry summer school and I got a place on that as well. That means I've been here a few weeks more than you two but the real work starts in a day or two.'
By the time Nick finished speaking, Jonty and Tim were openly stroking their underwear-clad erections. Unashamedly, the host stood up and stripped off this last garment and exposed his throbbing cock. Wordlessly, the other two followed Nick's example. The trio spent a few moments assessing each other. Jonty had the longest cock. It was uncut but the foreskin only covered part of the head; Nick's was the fattest. Like Jonty he was uncut but his foreskin more than covered the head. Finally, there was Tim. His cock was short and thin with a cut and very pronounced mushroom head.
As the host, Nick waited to see what his guests wanted to do before joining in. Jonty reached over and grasped Tim's cock shaft and then knelt and began to suck the exposed head eliciting a satisfied moan from the youngster who beckoned to Nick inviting him to join in. The host moved closer and Tim turned his head so that he could tongue inside Nick's foreskin and slowly slide his lips down the shaft covering the sensitive glans with saliva. Although he was happily slurping on the cut cock in his mouth, Jonty was the only one of the three who was not the subject of another's attention. Noticing this, Nick suggested that they might like to form a suck chain. The trio arranged itself so that each of them had a cock immediately available for sucking: Nick sucked Jonty, who continued to suck Tim, who, in turn, retained his mouth's grip on the host. The room quickly filled with the sounds of licking, sucking and moans as the trio pleasured their partner. After a short while, Jonty suggested that they should swap around and reluctantly but generously passed Tim's throbbing shaft over to Nick whose cock instantly disappeared between Jonty's lips and who, in turn, was being sucked off by Tim. The noises of slurping and pleasure steadily increased and each of the three began to breathe more heavily. Unsure what his partner's preference were, Nick tried to withdraw from Jonty's mouth but his reaction was enough to stop that from happening. Meanwhile, neither Tim nor Jonty seemed willing to release the dick they were sucking and everything remained as they were. It was the host who lost control first and, with a stifled moan, he shot several powerful jets of cum down Jonty's throat, which set off a chain reaction and the other two sent ropes of spunk into their partner's waiting mouth and throat.
As each cock softened and popped out with a plop, the individual concerned lay back on the floor recovering.
Jonty was the first to speak,
`Fuck!! That was great! Life in this flat is going to be one long orgy I can feel it!!'
Not yet, I'm still too sensitive', said Nick with a grin, but I agree that was a great first night.'
`You do realise you nearly drowned me but, hey what a way to go. What I would call a great opener and, hopefully, the first of many!'
The three youngsters lay on the floor recovering, but, after a while, Nick got up and said,
`As it's not too cold, what do you say about us bringing our mattresses in here and sleeping on the floor together?'
Sounds okay to me', said Tim and Jonty responded by saying it sounded cool'.
After they had each brough out their bedding, the trio arranged themselves with Nick in the middle and the others either side of him. Jonty sat up and said,
`I don't know about you two, but I'm not all that sleepy, so shall we have another round of talking about our experiences? I'm happy to start if nobody else wants to do so.'
The other two murmured their approval and Jonty began his story,
`I thought I'd tell you about the youngest and the oldest person I've had fun with. The youngest was, I'm ashamed to say, only 12 but I didn't find that out until afterwards. It happened one summer holiday and, by some miracle, my parents were both in England and took me off on holiday to Wales. It was a nice area and on the coast with a large expanse of sandy beach and I was left to roam the area much as I pleased. One afternoon, I met this boy who seemed to be about my age and we palled up. He was taller than me and a very good swimmer. We saw a rocky outcrop a short distance from the shore and he challenged me to race him there with the loser having to pay a forfeit. He won easily and I was shocked when he told me that my forfeit was to suck his dick. He pulled down his trunks and I could see that his smallish cock was already half-hard. I moved in and he gave a gasp of delight as I took the full length between my lips and licked inside his foreskin. I later learned that this was his first time because it was only a few seconds after I started sucking him that he shot a thin load of cum onto my tongue before falling onto my shoulders as he recovered. I had started wanking my cock and, after a few moments, the boy reached down and took over skilfully bringing me to a climax. We rested for a bit and then the boy announced that he had to swim back as his parents were expecting him for lunch. The tide had gone out a bit and so the swim was quite short and we had to walk through the shallow water to reach the beach. As we reached the shore, the boy's parents came into sight and he turned and thanked me. I made my way back to my own parents and we went to the hotel we were staying at for lunch and there I saw the boy from earlier. His father was ordering food and drink and I overheard him saying that his son was, as 12, too young to drink alcohol.
`The oldest person I had fun with was in their 70s. I took a part-time job in a local store near my grandparent's house. The owner was a nice old man called Joe and he had a good way with customers. As a general store we sold everything including newspapers and magazines. Joe asked me to tidy up the stock room and, when I was doing that, I found a small suitcase with a large selection of XXX magazines showing explicit straight and gay porn. The pictures in one gay mag gave me a raging hard-on and I was desperate to have a wank. I did not notice come into the stock room until too late. He grinned and asked me if I liked what I saw and looked directly at my obvious bulge. He reached forward and gave my rock-hard cock a squeeze. He then asked me if I'd ever fucked anyone and I told him I hadn't. His response was to say that the shop was closed for lunch so, if I fancied trying, he was more than willing to let me. He stripped off his clothes and watched as I followed his example. He poured some clear liquid onto my cock and made it very slick and then poured some more onto my fingers and guided them towards his hole. I pushed them inside and he gave a loud groan of pleasure but he wanted more and indicated that he was ready to receive my dick inside him. He must have realised that I was a virgin and he instructed me about what to do and I was able to slip inside him easily. I think nature took over as I began to slide in and out of him bringing more moans of happiness as I did so. He urged me to go faster and deeper and I did so, but I did not last long. My dick throbbed and I started to withdraw bit he stopped me and told me to shoot inside him, which I did. I was knackered but he insisted that I lay under him as he finished wanking and he shot a small amount of spunk onto my body. After a while, he said we needed to clean up but he told me how wonderful it had felt to have a young, virile cock shooting hot cum inside him and that I was welcome to do it again anytime. Of course, I took up his offer a few more times but the next time I went to my grandparents, I found out that Joe' had died and the shop had been sold to a new owner.'
Those were really great stories', said Tim, who was unashamedly wanking his stiff prick, Shall I go next?'
Without waiting for a reply, Tim began to speak again,
`I will follow Jonty's lead and tell you about the youngest and oldest people I've had fun with. I told you earlier that I had been spotted by a man involved in television. After I got the part, I was introduced to the Director and we hit it off right from the get-go. Because he was an orthodox Jew, we rarely filmed late on a Friday, which meant I could get home in time to have a long weekend there. One day, Rudi, the director asked me if I would mind looking after his son, Simon, who was off school and had asked if he could come with his dad to the studio. I had a "light" schedule that day and readily agreed expecting to have charge of a young tot. Imagine my surprise when this tall, dark-haired 13-year-old with a very warm smile appeared. He asked to be shown various parts of the studio and finally we ended up in the wardrobe and dressing room area. The space was open plan with just a few alcoves for the older members of the cast. Simon was fascinated and asked if he could try on a couple of costumes and I told him that I thought it would be okay. The one he chose first was a body-fitting onesie and he gleefully took it away into one of the alcoves and reappeared wearing it. I gave a gasp of pleasure as I saw him. The tunic left nothing to the imagination and I could clearly see the outline of his small cock. Simon gave me a knowing look and went back into the alcove but then asked me to help him get out of the costume as he could not reach the zip. Reluctantly (ha ha), I went to his aid. Once the fastening was freed, the garment fell to the ground leaving Simon totally naked. He looked down and asked me if I liked what I saw. I think my erection gave him the answer and he stepped towards me and said that he thought it was unfair that he was naked and I was not and roughly unzipped my jeans and pulled down my underwear. When he saw my cock, he looked closely and asked if I was Jewish as well. I told him that I wasn't but had, when very young, a problem with peeing and being cut was the recommended solution. Simon took hold of my cock and began to stroke it and pulled my hand onto his own, now hard, dick. We stood in the alcove wanking each other constantly aware that we could be disturbed at any moment. Nevertheless, we got away with it. I was the first to shoot and my spunk splattered against Simon's chest and he shuddered as he reached his orgasm and a small amount of thin cum dribbled out and over my fingers. We were just in time and a few minutes later the dressing room was filled with some of the other actors. Simon and I managed to get dressed and walked out of the dressing room without anyone suspecting. I think we both enjoyed the experience and it was disappointing that he never had the chance to visit the studio again.
`The oldest guy that I had fun with was again at the studio. The show often had guest stars that came in for an episode or two. My encounter was with one of those guys. I recognised him as an actor with a long and distinguished career and was amazed that I was to get a scene with him, admittedly not a very long one but, who cares? I told him that I hope I could learn a lot from his experience. He smiled and told me that he would try his best to help me in any way he could. We finished rehearsing the scene and the old actor said that he had a few suggestions to help me improve and asked if I'd mind going back to his hotel for more rehearsal. The hotel was nearby and we walked there in under five minutes. As soon as we got inside the room, the old actor undid his shirt and trousers and put on a bath robe. He told me there was another robe in the bathroom if I wanted to relax like he was doing. When I returned, he came and stood behind me and told me to straighten up. As he stood close to me, I became aware that his cock was nudging my arse. I pretended not to notice and he continued to adjust my posture, all the time pressing harder against me. I must have given myself away because a moment later he took off my robe and pulled me hard against his body. I was in such a state of excitement that I didn't even notice that I was naked until I found myself laying on his bed looking up as he advanced towards me with his rampant cock. He began to kiss me and, as he did so, he started to finger my hole. Eventually he got three fat digits inside me as he sucked my cock and told me to relax. I knew the moment that he pulled his fingers out that the fat head of his dick would soon replace them. It hurt a bit but I bit my lip and slowly began to enjoy the feeling as he slid in and out and teased my prostate causing pre-cum to squirt out of my piss slit. I started to wank in time with his thrusts and quickly lost control and a fountain of spunk flew up into the air hitting the old actor in the face. He laughed and started to fuck me faster and deeper until it was clear he was about to cum. He pulled his massive cock out of my hole just in time to shoot his spunk all over my face and hair. We lay on the bed together for some time and then he suggested that we ought to shower and get back to the set. We filmed our scene and the Director told me that he thought it was the best scene I'd ever played. Just before the old actor left, I went over to thank him and he responded by saying it had been a pleasure and he enjoyed passing on his experience to young actors like me. Finally, he leant forward and whispered that "Simon sends his love". He gave me a knowing wink and after shaking hands all round he went on his way.'
`Fuck, that was such a good story. I need someone to finish me off before I tell my story', Nick said.
Tim and Jonty, both with cocks drenched in pre-cum threw back the sheet that was covering them and eagerly sucked the head and shaft of their host's cock which took only a second before it exploded covering them all with hot ball juice. Nick lay back panting as the other two grabbed each other's cock and proceeded to wank their partner off covering the prostrate host with cum.
`Maybe we should get a brief nap and hear Nick's story in the morning', Jonty gasped as he lay back onto the bed.
There were sounds of agreement to this suggestion and the three actors lay back and gradually drifted off to sleep.
Maybe because of his experiences at boarding school, Jonty was the first to awake the following morning and he was tempted to wake the others by sucking their dicks, but decided instead simply to give them a gentle shake,
`Okay, time to get up -- in every sense of the word -- because it's time for us to hear Nick's story.
A rather groggy Nick mumbled a reply before realising that the others were waiting. After several moments during which he got his head into gear, Nick began his story,
`The youngest person I had fun with was a young lad I played cricket with. Every Sunday my cricket club fielded a team of players made up with older players and teenagers. The captain, George, liked to get a good mixture of players chosen by age and ability and we had a reasonable record with more wins than losses. The day I'm thinking of was one of these Sunday games. We had a new member of the team, a younger teenager who was regarded as a budding talent. There was always a lot of banter in the dressing room and George asked me to "keep an eye on" the newcomer, whose name was Ali. He arrived at the ground a bit late and came into the pavilion in a bit of a state but I managed to calm him down and directed him to the home team dressing room. Fortunately, he was already in his cricket whites and only needed to change his shoes. We had won the toss and were batting. George told Ali that he was going in at number 6. I was batting at number 7 so I told him there was plenty of time. After a good start we quickly lost wickets and sooner than expected Ali was preparing to go out to bat. I wished him luck and watched as he seemed to be in full control of his game. I did not have a long wait before I was walking out to join Ali in the middle of the wicket. We touched gloves and then set about rescuing the innings. We had put on nearly 40 runs when the rain came and the umpires told George that they would bring forward the tea break. There was one last over for us to score as many as we could. I hit a four and a 1 off the first two balls and Ali managed to get a further 8 runs off the next three. The last ball of the innings was a brute of a ball and hit Ali in the tenderest spot on his body. The youngster dropped like a stone crying out in agony and had to be helped back to the pavilion. The team crowded round their injured player but George shooed them away saying that he needed some space. I followed him into the changing room where he sat down still obviously in pain. When eventually he did speak, Ali told me that in his haste to go out to bat he had forgotten to wear his box, the abdominal protector that would have saved at least some of the pain. What seemed to concern the teenager most, however, was whether he had received a permanent injury and his cock and balls would no longer work properly. I tried to reassure him but he continued to express his concern. After a minute or so, he whispered to me that when he was little his mother used to kiss his injuries better and he looked at me and then down at his cock and nodded. I got the message and kissed the circumcised head of his cock which proved immediately that Ali was suffering from no serious problem. We were in the dressing room so we moved into the small toilet area and locked the door. Once inside, I sucked his little dick and was eventually rewarded by a few drops of spunk. Just as we finished and I shot my load onto the toilet floor, George knocked on the toilet door and asked if Ali was okay. He replied that he was feeling much better and that I had helped him enormously. Although Ali went on playing all the rest of the season, sadly from my point of view, we never got to repeat the fun time we had that first game and I was shocked to learn that he was only just 14.
`The oldest person I had fun with was this last summer. I got a job at a local care home. It was nothing too specialised but portering and helping people in wheelchairs get about. One guy, Arthur, who was in his late seventies took a great shine to me and kept asking me to help him and each time I did so he would give my hand a squeeze and tell me how kind I was. Over the weeks his condition got worse and he knew that he did not have long to live. Arthur asked me one day if I had a girlfriend and I tried to pretend that I did but he said he didn't believe me. As he spoke, he looked me up and down and his gaze lingered on my crotch before he said quietly that I looked as though I had a nice package inside my jeans. I went red at that and tried to change the subject but Arthur kept on about it. Unless there was an emergency, I was not supposed to go into a resident's room without first being asked and on that day, for the first time, Arthur said that he hoped I would come to his room and stay for a while after my shift ended. He added that if I was meeting my girlfriend he would understand if I couldn't stay long. I took the old man into the lounge to watch television and went about my other duties. Just before my shift ended, I went into the lounge and Arthur signalled that he was ready to return to his room. When we got to the door, he looked at me and asked if I had time to come in and I indicated that I did. I wheeled Arthur to his chair but, instead, he asked if I'd help him get ready for bed. There was not much of him, he was pathetically thin and, when I took his shirt off, I could see his ribs almost bursting out of his chest. I knelt on the floor to help get his shoes and socks off and he said very quietly that he knew that he would soon be dead and he had one last wish which he hoped I would help him fulfil. I was a bit wary but nodded and he smiled. He then told me that he wanted someone young and virile like me to fuck him one last time. I was a bit shocked but, as I stood up, he reached out and grasped my bulge and looked pleadingly at me. I was very reluctant to do as he asked but my cock was hardening and he knew I was going to agree. With some effort I got him onto the bed and he watched with a lecherous grin as I went and locked his door and came back to the side of the bed where I quickly stripped off. When I was naked, Arthur ran his hands all down my body and expressed delight at what he could see and feel. From somewhere he produced some lube and proceeded to slick up my cock and his own hole. I was worried that when I entered him he might split in half he was so thin but, to my surprise, I slid in very easily and he gave a loud moan of pleasure as my thighs bumped against his bony arse. I began to slide in and out carefully but Arthur whispered encouragement and urged me to go harder. With each thrust inside him, the old man groaned with pleasure and I soon lost all inhibitions and fucked him as hard as I dared before finally reaching my orgasm. Just before I climaxed, I pulled out and splattered his back with my hot spunk. Arthur did not shoot any cum but he told me that he had experienced a lot of pleasurable feelings and thanked me for fulfilling his wishes so enthusiastically. After a while I cleaned him up and helped him into bed before putting my clothes on and leaving his room. I saw him a few times after that and each time he never failed to thank me for what I did. Just before I came to the summer school here, I heard that Arthur had died and that, before he passed away, he had left me some money in his will. I felt guilty accepting it, but it enabled me to acquire this flat and two wonderful mates to share it with. I still worry that I shouldn't have agreed to Arthur's request.'
You shouldn't!' Jonty said in response to the unspoken request for reassurance, I would have done the same in your shoes. I found both your stories arousing and judging by Tim's cock, he did too!'
`Yeah, I agree with Jonty. Why don't you come and join us and let's celebrate your, and our, good fortune.'
Nick did as he was asked and found his cock being enveloped by the joint mouths of his flat mates. Eventually Tim manoeuvred himself so that he could suck his host's cock and take Jonty's dick into his welcoming hole. The trio quickly struck up a rhythm and with a whoop of triumph they each succeeded in shooting their ball juice within seconds of each other.
After they had showered and dressed, Nick suggested that the other two should go and collect their belongings and return in time for a visit to the local pub. This was a proposal that was enthusiastically agreed to by the other two.
Once he was alone, Nick was suddenly struck by how lucky he had been to find such compatible people to share his flat and he looked forward not only to the fun sessions that they could enjoy there but also to the start of their acting careers at drama school.
Over the ensuing three years the three friends remained in the same flat together and it became a hub of activity, not only sexual but also theatrical. Within a few months Tim and Jonty had become an item and Nick happily surrendered his slightly larger room to them to give them more space. Although in one sense they were rivals they remained good friends and this was reinforced by the fact that Tim was keen to pursue his interest in music and musical theatre, whereas Jonty was keen on a career in film and television and Nick preferred the theatre.
The only disappointment was that Nick had not been able to find a regular boyfriend, although he had indulged in several short-term relationships and one-night stands. He remained pleased that Jonty and Tim appeared to be very happy together but wished that he could be so as well.
Just as a thought his luck would never change, it did. One evening, the three friends were walking back from the pub when Jonty nudged Nick and said quietly,
`Your shadow is back again tonight.'
`What do you mean?'
`There's an Asian lad that was here last night and he's here again tonight. I noticed him in the audience at our showpiece, he couldn't take his eyes off you. I think he fancies you.'
`Don't be daft, Jonty.'
Convinced that his instinct was right, Nick's friend walked over and spoke to the young man in question and then propelled the young man towards his other two friends. When they were all together, Jonty said, much to the embarrassment of the young man,
`This is Ahmad and he is a great admirer of yours, Nick.'
Nick offered his hand and Ahmad grasped it, unable to speak as he was overcome with a mixture of delight and embarrassment. When he finally found his voice, the Asian boy began speaking nineteen to the dozen. When he finally finished speaking, Jonty suggested that they should all go back to their flat for a drink. The outcome was that Ahmad ended up staying the night at the end of which a long-term relationship began between him and Nick began.
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