Roger
Part 2
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Europe (16+) but check on Irish laws and those of Eastern European Countries.
Some parts of the free world (18+). Some parts other parts of the world you have a problem if they, your parents, friends, the Law, finds out.
If you live in this kind of the world you will know to be very careful my friend!
It is a weird world.
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Roger
Part 1 the last lines...
Chaim is hiking in the Belgium Ardennes after a heavy affaire with Maarten, who dominated him. He finds Roger spread wide between two trees and takes the boy as a new young Master.
The boy collapsed in my arms and kissed my naked skin everywhere. I smiled to him and stroked his long black hair. He dropped to his knees and licked my cock and balls clean.
I took him up and led him my hand on his naked shoulder to my campsite. We sat there staring at each other. Then he spoke, slowly but very clear in Dutch to me.
"I am Roger, sir." he said in perfect Dutch.
I was startled, in this part of Belgium people speak French.
He smiled, "I learned Dutch from my father who came from Holland."
I nodded and smiled, "I'm Chaim."
We smiled to each other.
Roger part 2
"Who tied you here, in the middle of nowhere between two trees, boy?" I had to ask. Maybe his Master is around and would show up.
Roger smiled at me. "Sir, my brother Frank did and yes he will return in an hour to use me. He will find a empty spot.
He will wait for me at home and fall asleep after a while. Don't worry about my big brother, sir."
I took his words.
"You enjoyed what he did to you?"
The boy looked me direct in the eyes. "Yes, I do enjoy it sometimes. My brother is nineteen and very strong. It started some years ago. I like to make him happy. But, sir, I liked you more. My brother is different. I want you, please sir, can I stay here for the night? Please."
In my new role, I ignored his pleas.
"So you are your brother's slave?"
"I'm his little young brother."
I stroked his knee, the evening coolness was attacking our naked bodies.
"Shall I make a fire, sir?"
I nodded, "Sounds great to me."
My little Roger jumped up and he built a nice little fire to keep us warm. I watched him when he walked around, naked with a boy grace. His tanned skin looked beautiful in the light of the fire. I opened some cans and heated the food, beans and sausages, in a little pan above the fire. He wouldn't allow me and he took it from my hands.
The boy's bright black eyes caught mine frequently as if asking for approval. I patted his naked butt in a friendly way and whispered, "You are a good an beautiful boy."
He was proud and stood firm and `manly' before me. With a deep bow he said, "Thanks, sir! Really, thank you. You are a beautiful Master yourself."
We ate quick from one plate and with just two spoons and for the most part in deep silence. Both we were busy with our own thoughts. When we finished, Roger took the plate and spoons and washed them in the stream.
I took my tent and secured it.
It was dark now. Sparks from the fire drifted upward in the lazy breeze. I sat there and looked at my boy. My cock responded and I got a boner. He stood there and I could see his reaction clearly. His little boy cock raced with mine. After some time I spread my sleeping bag on the grass next to the fire and lay on the sleeping bag face down. I spread my legs a little and turned my head to look at my beautiful boy.
He got my message right and clear. Roger moved over to me and went to his knees. His soft lips touched my neck, his tongue searching for little hairs, he seems to admire. Slowly he moved downwards, kissing and licking my naked skin and the very little hairs I have there. He kissed and licked his way down till he was at my butt. I couldn't remain silent and immobile. I groaned when I felt his tongue at my butt cheeks exploring my little teen valley. I spread my legs wider to give my boy better access.
It took not long. I felt his little tongue enter me there. I thrust upwards against his smooth soft face, eager for the next and needed step. He entered me and kissed my ass. After a while he pushed his tongue inside me and it felt so good! This boy was a natural!
I whispered to him. "Good boy, you get your reward, being such an angel. Please put your beautiful cock inside me."
He stroked my back and the cheeks of my butt. His hands trembled a little. I thought he didn't expect this.
"Do it, my little boy friend."
Roger, my boy, was slow and insecure how to handle. I wet my hand with a lot of spit and stroked his throbbing boner. He laid down on my back and pushed his cock at my ass.
He was very gentle at first. I felt his rock hard little boy cock entering my body. I groaned and it felt great. Being little I could take him easily and he was big enough to give me a lot of pleasure. Gentle he took me as deep as possible. His gentleness disappeared after a while. He became a little wild animal. He began to thrust deep inside me, taking my ass hard. I felt strange, I was fucked by a young boy and I loved the feeling. I felt a little bit guilty about my own way taking his boy's ass when he was bound between two trees.
The feeling of guilt disappeared very soon. Roger, my little boy was strong for his age and he had a great drive. I began to thrust heavily, spreading my cheeks wide with his hands to go deeper inside my ass. He was striking my depths and he did it well. Again, like with Maarten, I gloried in submitting. I wanted this young boy taking control over my body. Yes, all the way! My cock was rubbed against the sleeping bag taking his young powerful thrusts. I was so hot, so horny, feeling so good this beautiful boy deep inside me. Roger's pace quickened and I could feel his cock swelling even more deep inside me. I wanted to cum with him. To empty my balls for him when he would fill my ass. I groaned of lust.
Suddenly he stopped in mid-air....
I heard some footsteps very close.
I looked up from the ground to see a young man standing only a few feet away. His eyes fixed on us, our naked bodies and our fucking.
The teen was strong and powerful. He was heavy muscled and he was barefoot in some black running shorts and a red tank-top.
Roger's brother. Fuck!
Some French words were exchanged between Roger and his brother.
Roger didn't take his cock out. He surprised me fucking me slowly all the time. His brother just looked for some time and after a while he lowered his shorts to the ground and stepped out of them. He stroked his big boner in his white briefs looking at me.
He went to his knees and spread his legs wide as he brought his briefs close to my face.
"Kiss my balls."
I kissed the white cotton and felt the heat of his body, smelled his manly scent. He lowered his white briefs exposing his big already manly cock to me. Roger's brother was strong and big. Without a word I opened my mouth wide. I took his big tool in my mouth, sucking it, greedily. My role now was to service them both. My little Robert and his strong big brother.
After a some time he left my mouth and he stroked my blond short hair in a roughly manner.
He stood and watched us for a moment playing with his rock hard cock. Then he took his place at Roger's rear. Oh, my heaven, I felt his additional weight bear down on me as he entered Rogers ass. That beautiful boy's ass I took this earlier.
Roger groaned out load, taking his brother's cock in his ass and dropped to rest on my back. He, my little beautiful boy, gripped my shoulders tightly and he hold me like a life belt.
He groaned again. Pain and pleasure would hit him. I wanted to hold him to kiss him. My boy taking it up his little ass again. In a flash I wondered or my cum would help to take his brother's big cock more easily.
As his brother started to fuck Roger, my boy, it became also Roger's rhythm. His cock was thrusting again deep inside my stretched ass. Roger was sandwiched between us....
My own cock was ignored, pressed under me at my sleeping bag by a double weight above me.
We grunted and moaned together. Well, I can't describe it all the way. It was sex, great sex. Sweat pored from our bodies. Our cocks were our Masters and we were slaves to our cocks. I couldn't think. Just enjoying the ride Roger was giving me, together with is strong brother. My own cock and balls smashed into my sleeping bag were begging for release.
Roger's brother stiffened above us an groaned. Driving my boy's cock deeper inside me as he came into his little brother. His little brother, his victim, his lover... he shouted some French words, I couldn't understand.
Immediately, his brother and my little friend started to come over the edge.
Roger started to tremble, thrusting is little cock in and out of my well used rectum. Jerking deep inside me, pressed there by his brother and his own big teen force. He bitted my neck and moaned, filling me up with his young sperm.
"Please, come with me, please, sir!"
He whispered in my ear.
I gushed silently... those words were all. I love this boy.
Still enjoying Roger's spent cock inside me. My reward for sure. The boy came in my ass, and his sperm is inside my bowels.
"Roger!"
My cum rushed from my cock and I trembled. It was everywhere on my belly and chest pressed on my sleeping bag.
His brother stood and I had some air. Robert rolled next to me stroking my sweat covered skin.
"Thanks, sir. This was heaven!"
I wondered who was `sir' here.
His brother just smiled.
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