Better than a free holiday

I woke up with the sun streaming through my open blinds. I had no idea what time it was, but I knew I had slept late. I was warm, snuggly, and I felt great.

I’d had a night of horny dreams. To begin with I had slept deeply, recovering from the physical and emotional strain of the day. I must have been almost unconscious. I remember that I got up at some point in the night. I had needed to use the bathroom, and once there I decided to check myself over and then shower off too.

My hole felt like it was… I don’t know how to describe it. Loose, maybe? Or open? But I explored with my fingers and I found it was closed tight like always. I angled the mirror to look. My anus was a little swollen maybe, perhaps a tiny bit red, a tiny bit sore just inside. I figured I had got off lightly after giving up my v-card to that many cocks in one evening! And I was sure some of them had been inside me more than once.

I was struggling to recall it all in my mind. I guess the incredible emotional rollercoaster had made it hard to remember everything. The main thing was that I felt like a king. Okay, maybe not a king, maybe a princess. I had been coerced into stripping, to parting my cheeks and allowing Geoff and his friends to fuck me like a pro porn star. Just thinking about it made my dick stand to attention. I thought about Geoff whispering in my ear, telling me that he was going to push his cock into me. I grabbed myself and jerked off in the shower. I came quickly and hard, a tingling sensation in my ass as my muscles remembered being invaded back there.

I was shaking, I was that horny.

I dried off and went back to bed and was asleep again as my head touched the pillow. From there I dreamed of men, all older, all shapes and sizes, all wanting to use my cute little body for their own entertainment.

And my god, was I ready to let them!

I rolled over in bed, half ready to go and close the blinds, half thinking I should get out of bed and see how late I was for school. As I lay there trying to decide what to do, my bedroom door handled moved and Geoff opened the door and poked his head into my room. He saw I was awake and came in, two cups of coffee in one hand.

“I thought you’d probably be awake. I brought you some coffee.” He said softly.

I smiled a bit. I wasn’t sure what I should do or say. Suddenly here was the guy I had know forever, who yesterday had stripped me naked and gangbanged me with his mates. I wasn’t well equipped to handle the morning after. My experience was lacking.

He stood there in his bathrobe. There was a long pause before finally he said, “You good?”

Something about the way he said that broke the tension. “Yeah, I’m really good!” I said, a grin that I couldn’t suppress spreading across my face. I was good, too. I felt pretty awesome. Like a man all of a sudden. Like I could do anything. I felt like a combination of slutty princess and submissive bitch. It was one of the days when teen hormones all fire in the right way.

Geoff grinned too. He looked at me long and hard, like he was trying to decide something. He placed the cups of coffee down on the bedside table, untied his robe and let it fall to the floor. He was naked underneath.

“Scooch over” he said as he climbed into my bed. I moved to give him room, suddenly unsure of myself again as he got under the sheets with me. He snuggled into my naked body. He was warm and manly. His hairy legs bristled on mine and for a few seconds it felt weird to have this grown man in bed with me. I felt young again, child like again.

I felt his cock on my leg, his hand trailing up my abdomen as he propped himself up on an elbow. I was on my back and he was looking down on me. Suddenly the weirdness subsided and I got butterflies in my belly as I thought about what we’d done together. I wished my emotions would settle down. It was fucking confusing swinging from timid, shy, anxious to horny, slutty and feeling on top of the world.

“You were terrific yesterday. You’re hot stuff, Cal” he said. It gave me a little thrill that he used my name, my short name too. His touch was arousing me and my confidence was coming back. This was okay. It was weird as fuck that Geoff was here, naked in my bed, but I guess I literally had nothing that he hadn’t already seen close up, so I told myself to just grow up and get over it. I was starting to wonder if he’d still want me after last night, or whether he’d had enough. I really hoped he still wanted me.

“Thanks” I said with a smile. What else do you say to that?

Geoff grinned. “Fuck, you’re cute.” He said, and he leaned down and we kissed. He really went for it, mouth open, tongue in mine, and I responded by putting my hands on the back of his head and pulling him into me. He was a good kisser. I loved the way he opened his mouth really wide and left everything out there. It was making me melt.

He broke the kiss and asked “How are you feeling?”

I knew what he meant. “I’m okay. Not really sore or anything. A little maybe, but not bad.” There was another pause. I desperately wanted to be grown up and say more, maybe be sexy or tease him or something, maybe even outright ask him for sex again, but I couldn’t find the words and my inexperience was beginning to show. Eventually I kind of stuttered out “Are you….are we…gonna….”

Geoff kissed me to shut me up and it was the best thing ever. It sent a thrill through my body. “Yeah, I’m gonna fuck you” he said and my heart immediately started to pound in my chest. He leaned into his kiss and ran his free hand down to my groin. He played around down there, pulling my foreskin back and playing with my balls. I was getting hot and sweaty. I was nervous again, but this was less anxiety and more nerves of anticipation. I wanted to try it again, especially now it was just us. I was a little nervous that I might be too sore, but I tried to shut that out of my mind.

Geoff reached out of the bed and fumbled with his robe on the floor. He found the pocket and brought up a little tube of something. “Lube” he said. “We’ll use plenty in case you’re a bit….. you know.” He grabbed the sheet and threw it to one side exposing me. I kinda flinched, but I quickly got over it and I even spread my legs a little.

Geoff smiled and grabbed me under one knee. He pushed it to the side and back and then tapped his hand on my other leg. I got the message. I spread my legs wide and pulled my knees back while he squirted lube onto his fingers and smeared it around my exposed hole.

It felt cold against my hot skin and it stung a little bit as he inserted a well lubed finger into me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Geoff’s touch was like magic. And it was okay, the stinging wore away almost immediately and I absolutely loved the feeling of his middle finger being pushed up there. It was so hot. I felt like such a slut. But it was more than that. I felt so grown-up, laying here naked with a hot older guy who so obviously wanted my body. Who was so obviously turned on by little old me.

Only in my dreams had I imagined a time when I might sleep late then have awesome mid-morning sex with an insatiable man before I even got out of bed.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I am always horny as fuck in the morning. Just a quickie. I really need to get my rocks off and after yesterday, I can’t stop thinking about you. You are just too fucking good!”

I tried to process all that but my brain was focussed on “you are just too fucking good” and “I can’t stop thinking about you”. Here was a grown man. Weird Geoff, who was actually a pretty hot daddy, who had taken my virgnity and fucked me once, wanted more because I was cute. God, did it get better than this? No parents around who might interrupt, a nice comfortable bed, completely nude… I hooked my hands behind my knees and pulled my legs back. Take me Geoff, I want it again and I’m all yours....

Geoff smeared some lube on his dick, which was already huge and hard and I could see it throbbing. He grabbed it and ran his hand up and down the shaft and over the head a few times before he got on his knees between my legs. My heart was racing now. Here it comes again, I thought. Would it be okay? Could I do it again? Would he like it when it was just me and him….?

I closed my eyes to blank out stupid thoughts. Why wouldn’t he like it? Why wouldn’t I be able to do it again? I took a deep breath, and then I felt that large, hot, fleshy object right there on my ring. Geoff had pushed his cock forward and down, lining everything up while he was still on his knees and still had a great view.

He played around for a minute. Pushing just the tip forward a bit, not so that anything really went inside, but just enough to start opening me up. I was breathing heavily now. God he was tease. I was so ready. Even if it hurt I wanted him to just plough it into me. The more time went by, the more I wanted to be skewered. Just do it already!

He looked me in the eye and I knew he was ready. He leaned forward like he was going to kiss me and as he did, he pushed with his hips. It was a strong, deliberate push. No messing around this time. The head of his hard dick popped inside me in one go. I winced a little because it was a bit sore and I was tight, and then his lips touched mine and he caught me in a hot, wet embrace as he forced himself deeper inside me.

The soreness was wearing away as I relaxed into it and the lube coated my passage. It felt my own tightness and I was finding it difficult again to get my muscles right.

Geoff pulled away from our kiss. He tongued my ear and kissed my neck as he used a slow, shallow fucking motion to break into me. “Just relax” he whispered. “You’re doing just great. So tight, so hot…..” I smiled. “….and so fucking gorgeous.”

I took some deep breaths and just kinda of let myself relax as best I could. Geoff must have felt the tension slide away a little because he started to fuck deeper. The more he whispered in my ear and kissed my neck, the more my tension eased and in less than a minute I was where I wanted to be, balanced right on the edge, still tight and still gripping his shaft, but capable of letting him fuck without it being uncomfortable.

It was a wonderful feeling. I really got the sensation of his shaft pushing through my anal passage and that big head of his pushing against me on the inside. I pulled my legs back more and he lay down on me in a missionary position. I ran the tips of my fingers down his smooth back. It was broad and he was starting to sweat. I loved it, and he must have done too because he moaned and start to thrust deeper.

I reached down and gripped his buttocks. He had a hairy ass and I enjoyed touching it with my little fingers. I grabbed two handfuls and pulled him in. He responded by shuffling up the bed a little and really flexing his hips. The head of his dick went deeper than ever and I really whimpered. He loved that. He put his face next to mine, cheek to cheek, and he started to fuck me hard.

Everything felt wonderful. I just never realised how having some older guy laying on top of me, who was hard because of me, ploughing into me, could be so wonderful. It wasn’t just the sex either, it was the whole experience. I wished I could lay like this forever, my legs spread, while Geoff pushed himself inside me.

I knew this was going to be a quickie, but I was a little sad when he grunted, thrust forward a few times and came. I felt him shudder with his orgasm and his cock literally pulsed inside me. It felt great. I just wanted more. I loved his heavy breathing in my ear.

He kind of half sniggered, half laughed. “Oh my god, you’re so good” he said, propped himself up so he could look at my face. “I mean, I had to wait for the right time, but I have been dreaming about fucking you like that for years!”

I smiled. Funnily enough, so had I. I sniggered. “I would have been…..” I started to say. I wanted to tease him. I made a face like I was thinking about what age I would have been. He kissed me again, deeply. When he broke it he said “Yeah I know…. But still, you’ve always been cute. Sexy cute I mean. I would’ve broken the law to get in your pants, if I thought you’d wanted it.”

I got another of those thrills right up my spine. God, I wanted it. If I had known a couple of of years ago what I knew now…. Yeah, I’d have found a way to spend some alone time with “Uncle” Geoff!

Geoff kissed me some more, then he shifted and let his cock slide free. I felt his cum slipping out too and it felt so naughty, but so good. I didn’t even feel embarrassed about it. Then suddenly he was back on his knees. He shuffled back and he took my cock in his mouth. He bobbed up and down while he fondled my balls with one hand, touched my cummy hole with a finger from the other.

My heart went into overdrive again. I hadn’t expected this, for him to do anything other than take me in my ass. I figured I’d finish myself off later, but Geoff obviously had other ideas. He clearly wanted to play fair and he was intent on sucking me off.

I pushed upwards a little, testing the water. Geoff seemed to like that, so I started t thrust up into his mouth. We got into a rhythm, but all too soon I felt a wave of wonderful feelings wash over me. Usually I’d hold back, but today that wasn’t going to happen. I had a hot hole from having been fucked again, I had a finger touching me down there, and a hand on my scrotum, and Geoff’s mouth wrapped around my teenage cock. I got that feeling, like I was being filled up with something wonderful. Usually it built slowly but today I was flooded. Within just a few seconds, with me panting like a dog and sweating, I hit the plateau. My balls shrunk tight and there was the longest pause as everything wound up and then suddenly it was released. I came in massive spurts, again, and again, and again. Geoff sucked me dry as I pushed further and further up until my ass was right off the bed. Then I collapsed, totally spent.

A quickie, yes. But a good quickie. Was that going to happen to me every morning? I fucking hoped so.

Geoff finished sucking and licking and came to lay next to me. We were both hot and sweaty, but he pulled me close and we lay there in one another’s arms.

“I am so lucky” he said absently.

I smiled to myself. I was just thinking the same thing. I had really loved that. I felt so adult. Yesterday had been a total fuck-fest. A gang bang and like some kind of fantasy, but this was real sex between two people, real mid-morning lovemaking. I felt like I could roll over, spread my legs, and let him do it all over again.

“By the way, I called the school. If anyone asks you had food poising and won’t be back until Monday. That gives us all day today, tomorrow, and the weekend for uninterrupted….whatever.” He grinned, pulled me closer, and kissed my forehead.

“You mean like homework…” I said with and a grin.

Geoff tweaked my nipple and I squealed. “Not that kind of homework” he said. “But I’ll put you to work, if you like.”

I giggled. “Hhmmmm yes please daddy” I said. I don’t know where the daddy came from, it just felt like the thing to say. Even as the word came out of my mouth I felt a little silly, but very hot. Why was that word so slutty?

Geoff laughed. “You keep calling me that and I’ll be spending the whole weekend inside you, boy!” He said with mock sternness.

I ran my hand over his hairy chest. “Promise?” I said, the little submissive slut in me really coming to the surface. I blushed at myself.

Geoff turned a little more serious. “Look, if you’re up for it we can have lots of….fun. I know some people who can join in if you like. But only if it’s okay and you have to tell me if it’s not, yeah?” He squeezed me.

I thought for a split second. “I’m okay” I said seriously. “I’d like to….play. I want to. I want to try everything” I said with another giggle. The thought of Geoff bringing other men here to touch me…. I was getting hard again. I had never felt so sexually alive! “But can we also have some times like this. It was....you know.....nice with just the two of us.”

Geoff squeezed me again. He turned his head and kissed me. “Good. And yes, of course. Try to stop me! Because I want to play so much it actually hurts. I might get quite serious about you and that hot little body of yours.” He paused. I wanted him to continue because I found myself longing to hear more about how he found me attractive, sexy, hot… it made my heart race and made me want to do things for him.

“Let’s get cleaned up” he said. “I’ll show you some stuff so you can be clean whenever you want. I also have some cream that you might want if you are a little sore, maybe? And some toys and stuff you might want to look at too.”

I sighed softly. I’d have liked to stay here until this man was ready to fuck me again. I’d have let him too. I was beginning to want him to really take me, like roll me over and push my head into the mattress and make me his bitch. But I figured he was right and we should get cleaned up. I’m glad he brought up about getting clean. I was thinking I’d have to look that up or something. I had played around with a water bottle once with mixed success. I was hoping he could show me the ropes so I could do it properly. And I really wanted to try out some toys. In fact, the more I thought about it the more I just wanted to go again.

I took some breaths and calmed myself down. I knew this weekend would be amazing fun. I guessed I could do whatever I wanted. I wondered what it would be like, whether Geoff would make me do stuff in front of people. My cock got hard again instantly and it ached. I giggled.

Geoff looked over at me, looked down at my cock. “I can see you’re going to be insatiable” he said and he ran his hand over my dick. “Come on, we have all day to fool around.”

I groaned in mock protest, but I sat up. The sunlight warmed my back and I smiled broadly again as I stretched. What a wonderful way to start a new day.

We showered together. Geoff scrubbed my back and everywhere else. It was erotic and sensuous throughout and I started to hope he would bend me over and do me again, but it didn’t happen.

I was becoming less uneasy being naked around him, even comfortable. At times I found myself wanting to display myself to him. In fact, pretty much any time his attention turned elsewhere I kind of pouted, or pushed my ass out, or casually played with myself until he looked and smiled. I hadn’t realised that I was such a terrible approval junkie. I was still a little nervous but more and more, I wanted his eyes on me.

Geoff showed me what I needed to do to stay clean and he gave me some tips about how to relax and stuff like that. It was very instructive. I found myself paying attention more than I ever did in school. This was real life stuff and it was knowledge I wanted so badly.

When we had finished I went I my room wrapped in a towel. I dried off and selected what I thought were my cutest briefs. I had just pulled them on when Geoff knocked once and came in, catching me admiring myself in the mirror.

“If I looked like that I’d spend all day looking, too!” He said with a grin.

I blushed and he laughed, knowing he had teased me and embarrassed me. Geoff had always teased me, but after last night and this morning his teasing was suddenly more important to me. I found myself pouting and from somewhere I got goosebumps.

He sat on my bed and waved me over to him, a slightly more serious expression on his face. I stood in front of him feeling shy. I took a deep breath as he placed his hands on my hips and then trailed them over my bottom and up my back. It made me shiver, but it was far from cold.

“Can I ask....?” he said.

“Sure” I shrugged. I didn’t know where this was going but i figured he could ask anything. After all, he’d taken my virginity less than 24 hours ago.

“Okay...” he started. “So let me finish and then answer, okay?”

He paused, his hands back on my hips and making me feel sexy. I didn’t answer. I thought I’d play around a little.

He frowned. “Is that okay....?” He asked.

I grinned. “Oh sorry” I said. “I thought I couldn’t answer until you finished...” I continued to grin down at him, fully aware that I was coming over as very flirty.

Geoff grinned back. He allowed his fingers to slip under the waistband of my briefs and he squeezed. I got an incredible tingling in my balls. Was I really this much of a slut...?

“Okay smart ass” he continued. “Cute ass. Smart ass...” he said absentmindedly. He kind of shook his head to clear it and then ploughed on. “I always thought you’d be... you know. Into it. And I planned yesterday to give you a good time but only if you came downstairs, so you had an option. I want to make sure it’s okay. I mean, I don’t want you to feel you have to do anything if you don’t want to....” there was a pause and I waited. “I really want you though, if that helps. I know it’s kinda wrong, but I have always had a thing for you. I knew you’d grow up cute and it has been hell waiting until you’re legal and then waiting some more while I found an opportunity....” there was another pause. “Also, I think we should keep this to ourselves if that’s okay? I think your old man would probably put me in my grave.”

I laughed at that. I was beginning to think that mom and dad realised I didn’t like girls. I mean, I never had a girlfriend and it was getting difficult to completely hide what I liked. I knew deep down that it would be okay. I wasn’t gonna get thrown out onto the street or anything. But I knew dad would be disappointed, which hurt I must admit, and I wasn’t sure mom would be any more supportive than dad. But dad wasn’t a tough guy. He might be pissed off, but he wouldn’t fight over me.

“First, yeah I’m okay. I’m kinda finding my feet but so far I have enjoyed.... it.” I kicked myself. I had wanted to say something like “enjoyed being fucked in my ass by you” but when it came to it I was just too shy. “I loved last night” I added, trying to add something to make me seem less immature.

I paused as Geoff distracted me by gently squeezing by bottom. His warm hands on my soft, pale flesh was making me feel fucking hot!

“So yeah we’re all good. And yeah, I wasn’t planning on taking out an advert in the press about it” I felt sassy saying it like that.

Geoff smiled. “Okay. Good. Just make sure you tell me if you’re not comfortable with something I plan, yeah?”

I smiled and nodded and then suddenly what he said hit me. “What DO you have planned....?” I asked. I was suddenly a little nervous again.

He looked me in the eye and he smiled and raised his eyebrow. It looked really hot when he did that and my tummy got butterflies.

“You remind me of me when I was your age” he said. “And I intend to see to it that you get to do everything I wished I had.”

My eyes went wide. The way he said “everything” simultaneously gave me a thrill and made me feel shy and insecure. I repeated the word back to him. “Everything....?”

“Oh yes” he replied quickly. “Let’s be honest, you’re right at the start of your sexual awakening and you’re young and your hormones are like crazy soup right now”

I smiled at that. His references really hit home. I couldn’t have put that better myself.

“So I know you fantasise. And I know you have very little experience. I know your fantasy is to have someone take the lead and just use you like a slutty little bitch.”

I took a sharp intake of breath. This was a little more direct and a lot more insightful than I was prepared for. Part of me wanted to protest, but most of me just kinda shrugged and went “yeah, all true, shall I bend over now”.

“So I’m gonna take this opportunity to do just that, Cal. By the time we’re done here you’re going to have spent a week or two as my personal sex toy who does whatever I want.... whenever I want.” He squeezed my bottom again and dropped his hands lower, sliding my briefs down over my ass a little. Between the touching the dirty talk I had a raging hardon and if he’d given me an instruction right then I’d have tripped over myself to comply.

He lightly slapped my cheeks, pulled my underwear back up, and smiled like the Cheshire Cat. “You tell me at any time if you’re not okay, but you will be. I won’t hurt you..... but my god I’m gonna fuck you!”

He stood up and kissed me, a soft, light kiss on lips. Then he gently pushed me back and made for the door.

I was in the process of melting and it was all coming to an end. He was telling me he was going to fuck me and then he was walking away. I was so confused!

“I am going to grab some pastries for a late breakfast. You must be starving as you didn’t eat any dinner last night” he said, that smile painted perpetually on his face.

I stood there like a horny, confused fish, with my mouth open and closing and my dick pushing against the fabric of my underwear. I had no words.

Geoff knew what he was doing though. He raised his eyebrows at me and like he was doing me a favour he said “I was supposed to be meeting one of my best friends for breakfast and I’m late. I kind of owe him now so maybe I’ll pick him up and bring him back with me.” Geoff and I stared at each other. Did that mean what I thought it meant?

“I’m sure he would like something sweet to eat, you know?” he said as he turned and disappeared.

I sat on the edge of my bed. Okay that was pretty clear. I was almost positive he was going to bring his mate back here so they could fuck me.

I got butterflies in my stomach again and a cold nervous sweat. At the same time my hole started to itch like it was ready for another helping and pre-cum started leaking from a dick that showed no signs of going soft. This was so fucked up!

As I sat there I wondered if I was truly okay with all this, a loud, clear voice kept speaking over the others in my head: just go with it. This is what you have dreamed about.

And that was true.

I thought about Geoff and my cock twitched. I was actually longing for him to come back. I lay on my bed and rolled over onto my front. I spread my legs a little and pushed my ass up. I felt so hot and sexy and slutty and if Geoff walked back in now I swear it’d have told him to take me - hard!

A part of me wanted that, wanted for him force me. It made me feel really hot.

I groaned and rolled back over. I pushed my cock, trying to move it to a more comfortable position. I groaned again and got up off the bed, grabbed my jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt that I thought was cute and went downstairs to put some coffee on.

I guessed I’d have to be patient and see what happened. I started to embrace the nerves, but I still felt like a totally sexed up teenage mess. I wondered if everyone felt like this after their first time.

I made a pot of coffee and sat reading a magazine in the kitchen. It was a big room, with an island and a large farmhouse-style table. It had huge windows along one side making it bright and sunny in here.

I didn‘t have long to wait before Geoff came back. He was whistling, happy as anything. He tossed some paper bags of yummy pastries onto the table. I stood, feeling very nervous again as his friend sauntered into the kitchen.

My god, he was gorgeous. He was an older guy, trim, a shock of greying hair and neat, grey goatee. He was tall, too. I couldn’t help but look him over. He had huge hands and for some reason that made me kinda melt. He was the king of handsome daddies.

“You must be the Cal I’ve heard so much about” he said, his voice a deep baritone that rumbled through my bones. Was this guy going to want to have sex with me? He seemed to be checking me out but I wasn’t completely sure. Surely I wasn’t good enough for him?

“I’m Patrick” he said. He smiled and his gray-blue eyes sparkled at me. He reached over to shake my hand and I got an electric thrill as his big leathery hand engulfed mine. As we stood there, our hands clasped together, he looked me up and down. It was so obvious, but so confident. I felt like I was on display but in a really good way.

“H.....hi.” I said, my anxiety making me stammer a little. “Y....yeah. I’m Cal. Callum.” I continued.

He continued to hold onto my hand. It was starting to make my heart race. He nodded. He was sort of half smiling. I didn’t know what to say.

“You’re very cute” he said, which made me blush instantly.

“You’re even cuter when you blush.”

I blushed even more and I felt my neck and chest tuning red. I wasn’t used to speaking with older guys really, and I certainly wasn’t used to having incredibly hot older guys hold my hand and tell me I was cute or eye me in a very sexy hungry way. My heart was thumping in my chest and I realised I wasn’t breathing. I had no idea what to say. A part of me just wanted him to make a move, but another part was back to being a kinda shy and inexperienced school boy. Not for the first time in the last twenty four hours I wondered what the fuck was going on.

“Cal, I think you’re making me horny” he said. That deep voice of his reverberated through me and made my scrotum tingle. Surely no-one was this sure of themselves or this direct....were they ?

With a red face I stammered out an apology.

Patrick chuckled deeply in his chest. “Don’t apologise.” He said. “Geoff told me you were a pretty boy, but he failed to describe just how.....sexual you are. I think that’s the right word for it. Sexual.”

The way he said sexual, with my hand still in his, his steely blue eyes boring into my soul.... I don’t know how my knees didn’t give way.

I knew now that he was going to fuck me and after yesterday afternoon and this morning, I knew what that meant and I was as horny as anything. But the anxiety of meeting a new guy, an obviously experienced and confident guy, the butterflies in my stomach and my shyness... it all served to heighten every feeling. Something about that way all those feelings came together made me feel so incredibly slutty. That’s the only way I can describe it. In that moment I was probably the most submissive I had ever been in my life.

That word, sexual, bounced around in my head, repeating over and over like I’d been hypnotised.

Patrick released my hand and took a half step closer. He placed his hand on my cheek and very gently smoothed his thumb over the skin just under my eye. His touch lit a fire inside me. I was practically shaking.

“Such smooth skin. So pale. Really beautiful.” He said in a soft voice.

I couldn’t speak. I wanted to, but I wasn’t in control.

He brought his other hand up to my other cheek, cupping my face in warm hands. He pulled me to him, moved closer to me. He pressed his lips to mine in a kiss that only lasted seconds, but that felt like an eternity.

“I hope you don’t mind me stealing a kiss, pretty boy?” He said. It sounded like a question but I didn’t think he really wanted an answer. That was good, because I still couldn’t speak. My insides had turned to goo and I don’t think I could have moved my arms for all the money in the world.

Patrick’s hands slipped down my face to my neck. He played behind my ears, then at the base of my neck, and then traced a line across to my shoulders. I realised my cock was hard. I hadn’t noticed until now, but it was definitely pushing out a bulge at the front of my jeans. I had goosebumps too.

“Turn around for me, pretty boy” he said. “I think you know what I want now.”

Fuck, I knew. Turn around. Show your ass. Show me where I’m going to put it. That’s what he wanted. It’s what I wanted too. My pulse raced out of control.

He helped me. He turned my shoulders and my body followed. I turned around, my back to him now. He reached around and deftly unbuttoned my jeans. This was no fumbling teenager, but a guy who his time and got it right. I was breathing in shallow gasps. Time seemed to stand still.

He knew he’d already done the work he needed to turn me onto him and now he was going to take what he wanted. I wondered if I could pluck up enough courage or whatever to tell him to stop. I realised I’d never do that. Why the fuck would I? I’d never felt so sexy.

He pulled my fly open, the zip falling down all on its own. He pushed the denim at my hips and my jeans fell down to below my ass. He touched the fabric of my underwear just where my cock was pushing a tent out in front. How I didn’t come there and then I don’t know. His touch was electric and for some reason I felt the need to bend over a little. I leaned on the back of the chair and stuck my ass out. I marvelled at my sluttiness. I whimpered slightly, a quiet little noise that showed I couldn’t speak and that I was his.

He ran his hands around the waistband of my underwear. He took hold of it with fingers and thumbs and gently pulled them down so that my bottom was showing at the back. I whimpered again. This was it. This was where he touched me down there, where I wanted him to touch so badly.

Sure enough, his fingers slid across my ass and into my crack. He went straight for my hole, no messing around, and he touched and caressed softly. I leaned forward a little more. I was less nervous than before but my legs were jelly again and my heart was thumping. I could feel it in my chest and I could feel the blood pumping in my ears.

He must have had a container of lube somewhere because the next thing I knew he was smearing warm, wet gel around my hole. His fingers began to push ever so delicately right in the centre, and slowly and carefully he pushed a finger inside me.

I took a sharp intake of breath. I wasn’t sore exactly, but a little tender. But he was so gentle. He used more lube and slowly fingered me, one middle finger pushing further and further in, past the first knuckle, and then past the second. I could feel his finger gently probing inside me. I realised I was whimpering again. It was totally involuntary. I was so submissive for him. And so ready for it, even if I was feeling shy.

Patrick inserted a second finger and then used more lube and he fingered that into me. I could feel the ring of my anus griping him tightly. He made occasional noises. Little “mmm’s” and “ohhhh’s” that thrilled me every time. I knew he was watching, taking pleasure in seeing his fingers pushing inside me, moving them around to stretch, to relax, and to lubricate my hole.

By now I was leaning further forward, firmly resting the back of the chair in front of me. I still felt a little shy, maybe a tiny bit anxious, but this guy’s touch was so much better than anything I has experienced so far. I don’t know how he was doing it, but it just felt awesome. It felt right, and it was making me so fucking horny!

“Bend over just a little more for me” he said quietly. “And turn your heels out for me.”

I did as instructed. I couldn’t open my legs very far with my jeans just under my ass and my underwear still basically in place, but by bending over a little more and turning my heels out, it gave him better access. That’s a neat trick, I thought.

“I hope you don’t mind if I just use you now. You’re a very sexual young man and you’ve made me very hot. I’m just going to have to fuck you where you stand.”

There was a rustle of fabric and in seconds I felt a large, hot dick being pressed between my cheeks.

Did I mind...? No way. This guys had a touch and an aura about him that had switched off my ability to do anything but comply.

I realised that Geoff was watching and that was thrilling, too.

Patrick thrust up with his hips and my eyes went wide as his cock slid right in, all the way. There was no waiting and or going slow or whatever, he just fucked it right into me with one thrust and then began to saw black and forth.

I smiled to myself. I couldn’t believe I could take it like that. Maybe it was some kind of magic trick. Maybe I was still loose from earlier. I found it was so much easier this time to get control of my muscles and I wondered if that was because he just pushed it into me and I didn’t have time to think.

I stood there, bent just slightly over a kitchen chair, my underwear still covering my cock, pulled down just enough to expose my ass, while the hottest daddy in town grabbed my hips and fucked his cock into me. I imagined the scene in my mind’s eye and I figured nothing could be hotter.

His thrusting was pretty special. He really ground into me and did a kind of twisting motion with his hips before pulling back and almost all the way out. It took my breath away. I sensed Geoff standing rubbing himself over to one side, just watching, taking in the show. That made me feel embarrassed again, the idea of someone watching me get fucked and touching himself as it happened. But it didn’t stop me. If anything it spurred me on.

Patrick’s hands were moving all over me now. He was up my back, under my shirt, and then pulling my butt cheeks apart. He liked to caress my waist which was very sensitive.

I closed my eyes. I guessed he was close to coming. My own cock was literally drooling pre-cum into my underwear by this point too. I was thrilled at having been needed like this and despite my embarrassment, the idea that I had put on a show for Geoff was pretty cool, too.

Patrick leaned forward. “I’m almost there. Inside okay?” He asked very casually.

I made a kind of “uh-huh” noise. I dare not speak. I figured I’d let out a cry of pleasure if I actually opened my mouth.

“Good boy” he said and about ten seconds later he thrust high up inside and shot his load. My eyes went wide at how much I felt it. He remained in place for a few seconds and then he very slowly pulled his cock out of my hole. Cum leaked into my underwear. He took the elastic and pulled them back up, cum and all, then pulled up my jeans too like nothing had happened. I felt used, but it was such a hot feeling.

Patrick turned me back around and caressed my face again. “You’re a good boy for allowing me to do that. I couldn’t have left here having seen you and not sampled that ass. It was.... exquisite”. He smiled. I beamed back at him. Exquisite, eh? I’d remember that.

“Hey Geoff, you have any plans later?” He said without breaking eye contact with me.

“Not yet. You want to.....?”

Patrick’s eyes flashed at me. “Oh yes, I want to. Young man, that was a selfish hot fuck that I very much needed. How about I come back later. Maybe we three can watch a movie, spend the evening together. And then, if you’re willing, we’ll make love. All three of us. I won’t be quite so selfish. I’ll make sure I look after you in every way. Is that something that might interest you? I have a feeling you could be the best I’ve ever had.”

My heart absolutely skipped and my balls tightened. The way he said “make love” and then the part about looking after me..... oh wow. And telling me I might be the best.... I almost came in my pants. To be honest, if he’d wanted to turn me back around and just fuck me again I’d have been okay with it, but I really wanted to know what he’d be like when he wasn’t just doing me.

I still couldn’t trust myself to speak, so I nodded as casually as I could and I smiled a shy smile. I was trying to play it cool. Trying to pull off a look that said “yeah ok, I’m game for some more casual fucking if you’ve got time”. I knew I hadn’t quite managed it, though. My look was more “please fuck me now - I’m all yours”.

Patrick smiled at me, gave me a soft kiss on my lips and uttered the word “exquisite” again, which sent another thrill up my back. Then he sat at the kitchen table and started to look in the paper bags while Geoff grabbed some plates. The world just kinda returned to normal after I had stood here and taken a cock in my ass from one guy while the other guy watched. I blushed. Was this how these guys lived? If so I wondered if I could drop out of school and join them. Fuck, I loved it.

I buttoned up my jeans and sat with them and we had breakfast. We chatted like nothing had happened and I even managed to ignore the wetness in my underwear after a little while.

We sat like that for over an hour, just three guys chatting, laughing, eating, drinking coffee. This world was so unfamiliar but it was so good. Eventually Patrick announced he’d have to go. He turned to me and put a large, soft hand on mine. “I’m going to get through the things I have to do today so much easier knowing I’m coming back here tonight, my friend” he said, and his blue-gray eyes sparkled at me. He leaned over and kissed my cheek, making me blush again. I couldn’t even stammer out a goodbye.

After Patrick had gone Geoff cleared away the breakfast things. “That was fucking hot, yet again.” He said as he loaded the dishes into the dishwasher. “You’re something special, Cal. Listen, I have some things to do today too. I’ll be back later. Why don’t you have a nice bath, relax yourself, and maybe use some of that cream I gave you. I don’t want you to be sore later. Patrick really doesn’t often come back for seconds, but when he does he’s usually pretty good!”

I grinned. Patrick was pretty good the first time, to be honest, so I could not wait to see what he’d be like later. Thinking about it made my cock twitch. It was in a near constant state of arousal at the moment and I’d need to sort that out. A bath and some me time sounded good.

“Sounds good.” I said. And then with a sudden pang of doubt I added “I hope I’m as good as he thinks. I don’t want to disappoint you both.”

Geoff grinned. “You’re joking, right?” He said. “Cal, you couldn’t disappoint me if you tried.” He patted my shoulder, kind of rubbed it, and then grabbed his keys and headed off. I was glad about that because I had a tear in my eye and I suddenly felt quite emotional.

I finished clearing up the kitchen as Geoff had only done half a job. Then I wandered into the living room and stood there, looking around. My gut tightened as I recognised where I had knelt when Geoff had first inserted himself into my little boy pussy. And the sofa where I had been laid on my back and then flipped over. And the rug where I had been gangbanged. The smell in the room brought the memories flooding back and I found they were intoxicating.

I unconsciously unfastened my jeans and pushed them down to my knees, my underwear too. My dick sprang up, horny and ready and still wet at the tip from a whole morning of teasing. I sank down to me knees, my eyes firmly locked on where I had knelt last night. In my mind’s eye I could see myself there, bent over, my smooth boy’s bottom stuck out behind me and pouting for Geoff’s big cock.

I started stroking my cock. I closed my eyes and was transported back to last night, to this morning with my legs over Geoff’s shoulders, to the shower when he touched me so much, and finally to earlier when I was taken by another hot older guy as I stood in kitchen. I brought my free hand back and touched my ass, running a finger over my hole. It was still sticky from earlier, slick and cummy. I slowly pushed a finger in, then a second. I found myself rising and falling slightly onto them, fucking myself on my own fingers while I grasped my dick.

I could scarcely believe the past twenty-four hours. I had come home from a shitty day at school to a massive shock, a gangbang, and fantasies come to life. I had been told I was the best, that fucking my hole was wonderful and exquisite. Older, experienced guys were queuing up to get with me. They had got hard for me, come for me. Patrick was coming back tonight to be with me. It was awesome and wonderful. I had a tiny little twinge that maybe I was fucking around too much, but here in this place, in this position, with my cock in my hand and two fingers in my hole, I told myself to get the fuck over it. Why shouldn’t I? I was young and I wanted it. I wanted Geoff and his friends to treat me like their princess.

As I thought that final thought I got a picture in my head of me standing in the kitchen, holding onto the back of a kitchen chair, my hips swivelled and my heels turned out, and the utterly gorgeous Patrick grinding up against me from behind.

I came in massive spurts, my little hole gripping onto my fingers and my dick throbbing in my hand.

Shit, I thought. I wasn’t thinking and now I’d have to clean my jizz off the rug. I smiled to myself and the more I thought about how things were for me right now, I giggled out loud. I pulled my fingers from my tight little passage. I brought them to my face and sniffed them, looked at them. They were slick with cum juice. Patrick’s cum juice. I was curious and feeling bold so I opened wide and licked them clean. I was pleasantly surprised. God, I was getting filthy with all this sex.

I spent the next few hours cleaning up the house and then cleaning up myself. I did housework in my underwear because I could and it made me feel sexy. I wanted the place to be spotless for tonight and I half hoped that Geoff would return, see me, and have to hold down and fuck me. Sadly that was not to be.

When I had finished cleaning I took a long soak in a bubble bath. I played with myself again and I was delighted that I wasn’t really sore or anything. I didn’t use any cream. I didn’t want to spoil later. I did finger some lube into me though. I didn’t know if would still be slick later, but I had fun doing it and that was all that mattered.

I spent ages trying on underwear until I was happy with a pair of tight briefs. I was going to throw them out as they were a size too small, but for tonight that was exactly what I wanted. They were sexy as hell, a firetruck red waistband and white fabric that was stretched so tight it was almost see-through. I put on a tight t-shirt and grey sweat pants that were cuffed at the bottom. I knew I looked young and sexy. I couldn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror.

Between then and when Geoff came back with Patrick in tow I wound myself up into a teenage sexual frenzy. All through the movie - some instantly forgettable but fun romcom - I had to tell myself to be patient. But as the movie credits rolled, I was practically ready to beg to be fucked again.

Geoff played with the remote for the TV and suddenly we were watching some retro vintage porn. Some young guys were in what looked like a changing room at a gym or maybe a swimming pool. They quickly started to undress one another, to kiss, touch, suck and fuck.

I had never watched porn with anyone before, least of all with two very handsome men who had already stripped me and pushed their cocks into my ass. It was unbelievably hot and my hormones were raging through my blood like fire.

Patrick was on the sofa next to me. He reached over and pulled me into him. We kissed, long and slow. His tongue was gentle and hot as it explored my mouth and twisted around my own tongue. Then Geoff came over. While I almost lay on top of Patrick, kissing, Geoff pulled my legs out behind me and started to pull down my joggers. He took them off, carefully taking the cuffs over my feet. While he was there he sucked on my toes and gently massaged my soles with his thumbs. It was kinda ticklish, but the sensation was epic.

Geoff worked his hands up the backs of my legs, massaging and caressing and sometimes using his fingernails to lightly scratch. It was wonderful and the change in sensation between caressing and scratching was mind blowing.

He got to my bottom and massaged my butt through my underwear. “Would you look at this, Patrick?” He said softly,

Patrick broke away from our kiss and looked over my shoulder. “My word, tight little panties for our tight little boy.” He said in appreciation. I loved that. I knew I had chosen well, but it was nice to have my choice recognised.

Geoff pulled the underwear to one side and as Patrick rejoined our passionate kissing, Geoff shoved his face between my cheeks and began to tongue my hole. I got butterflies in my belly again and my heart was thumping.

Patrick was playing with my ears and tracing his fingers behind my neck which gave me instant goosebumps. Geoff was tonguing my anus while he gently cirlced it with his thumb. I figured I must have died and gone to heaven.

Then Geoff took my underwear by that red elastic strip and he yanked them all the way down to below my knees. “That’s better” he said. He reached under the sofa the lube he’d stashed there earlier. I heard him click open the lid and then I felt a wet, slick liquid pour into my crack.

“Lot’s of lube today” he said quietly. “I don’t want you getting sore.” He massaged the lube around between my cheeks and started to finger it into me. He poured more on me, at least another two lots, and by the time he had finished he was finger fucking it into me with two fingers from each hand. I had my ass pushed up and I was moaning into my kiss.

Patrick reached down and took hold of my t-shirt. He deftly pulled it up and over my head, throwing it behind us. So there I was, naked if you didn’t count the underwear that was still down near my ankles. Patrick’s hands were all over me setting my skin on fire and Geoff was fingering me in a way I just never knew was possible.

All of my doubts from the previous three sessions were gone now, gradually worn away as I gained experience and confidence. I had wanted this all day and I felt comfortable with these two men. Geoff had been there every time and I felt like he’d really looked after me. I had a connection with him now, for sure. Patrick just had a way about him that I loved and he’d been so nice to me. Besides, they had both already fucked me and we all knew what to expect. I gave myself over to them completely. I was thoroughly relaxed, completely ready for whatever they wanted to do to me.

Geoff placed his hands on my hips and pulled them back, bringing me onto my knees, my head now in Patrick’s lap. I fumbled with his fly and carefully took his cock from his underwear. It was already growing hard so I placed my lips on the tip and kissed it, gradually working it past my lips and letting him push up to slide it along my tongue. He moaned and I smiled to myself. I did that.

I heard Geoff stripping off behind me. My entrance was ready having been fingered and stretched and lubed for ages. I wanted, no I needed, something bigger now so I was actually relieved when he started to carefully push his cock into me. I felt myself open wide for him, felt the head slip inside, felt his shaft sliding along my passage and I felt myself fill up to the brim.

I moaned around the cock in my mouth. This was wonderful. If anything it was so much better even than before. Previously I had felt shy but slutty and I had loved that. This time I knew what I was getting and I knew what I wanted. I felt sexy and wanted and comfortable and tonight I was determined to really get into it.

After several minutes of Geoff’s big cock head sliding high up inside me, he and Patrick exchanged some lewd comments and they agreed to swap. Geoff pulled out of my ass and pulled me down off the sofa onto the rug. He lay on his back and he manhandled me so that I was on my knees over him, so I could suck his cock and he could suck mine.

I looked at Geoff’s throbbing dick fully aware that it had been in my rectum only a few seconds ago. I thought about my fingers earlier and I realised I didn’t care. As Geoff grabbed my junk and started to suck and lick with enthusiasm, I pushed my head down and took him as far back in my throat as I could.

Patrick slapped my ass with an open hand and I flinched. It gave me a sharp sting on the rump but it was great. He did it again and then once more before grabbing my cheeks and pulling them apart and thrusting into me. It made my eyes wide. His awesome cock just fucked through my entrance and up into my guts. I got to work on Geoff’s cock, making sure to spend equal time on his balls too.

Patric continued to slap me lightly as he fucked. I couldn’t believe how good it felt, really heightening the experience. My bottom was red, I was sure, and warm, but he was careful not to really hurt me. I pushed back with my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. I just wanted to feel him bottom out inside me, and he did.

Geoff’s hands were everywhere down there. He started by moving my cock around as he sucked and licked but he quickly strayed to my scrotum, which he caressed and fondled. I don’t know how I didn’t come about ten times. Then he traced his fingers behind my scrotum and up to my anus. He touched me around there, feeling Patricks cock slipping and sliding in and out of me, feeling me as I stretched to take Patrick. It was an amazing feeling being touched and fucked at the same time. For a minute I forgot to suck on Geoff’s cock, I was so distracted!

Patrick made a comment that he couldn’t stay “in there” for much longer or he’d blow. He said something to Geoff about me being “altogether too damn hot” and that made me grin. Patrick withdrew from me ever so slowly and that felt wonderful too. Then Geoff spun me around and kissed me, and told me to sit on him.

I didn’t need telling twice. I sat up, reached behind me to touch my hole and then grab his dick. I got into position and started to sit back, to take Geoff inside me once more. I decided to go really slowly, like Patrick had, to tease Geoff. Just when both our eyes were crossed from the pleasure, I sat all the way back. He groaned. “Naughty” he said, but he was smiling.

Patrick got behind me and massaged my back and shoulders all the way down to my ass. His hands were big and soft but with a leathery texture that was amazing on my skin. Finally he, too, was touching my hole where Geoff was inside me as I rose and fell on him. My eyes went wide again and he started to insert and finger alongside Geoff’s dick. He hooked it inside me and pulled, stretching me further than I had yet been stretched.

God, that was good. I began moaning as I exhaled. I couldn’t get enough. Then two fingers! Oh, the pleasure as my relaxed, well-fucked hole was fingered around the rim as Geoff pushed into me. Over several minutes of being worked on, Patrick managed to get a finger from each hand into me and was pulling me open. I was breathing heavily and sweating like crazy, and Geoff pulled me forward into a loving embrace. We kissed and it took my mind away from what Patrick was doing back there. My body felt hot and energised. This was so good!

Then I went rigid in shock. Geoff tightened his grip around my body with his strong arms and pulled me into another kiss. “Just relax. Just let it happen” he said through the kissing.

Patrick had lined up his cock against Geoff’s and he was pushing the tip against my already occupied hole.

I leaned into Geoff’s kiss and tried to relax, my body now still and unmoving. My eyes were wide as I felt Patrick’s erection sliding along Geoff’s. I felt an oddly nice stinging sensation as bit by little bit my ring stretched to accommodate him.

It was slow and hot and I couldn’t really believe it was happening. I went from being utterly shocked and feeling like it would be too much or it would hurt or something, to realising that it was kind of okay, to now feeling like I desperately wanted it it. I wanted to be double-penetrated by these hot men. I felt like I could take it.

I whimpered a lot as my entrance was stretched. It stung and the stretching felt like nothing I can describe. I guess on one hand it kinda hurt, but it was a hurt that I could manage and as I relaxed into it, it got better and better.

Finally Patrick surged forward the rest of the way, his cock sliding along Geoff’s, their undersides ground together. “Ahhhh” I cried out, but my cry turned into an “ah” of delight before I had even finished making it. I rejoined my kissing with Geoff as both men began to slowly and gently flex and push and fuck. I grinned into my kiss. I was being screwed by two awesome, mature dicks at the same time and I fucking loved it!

Patrick was grunting with exertion. “My Christ, where did you find this incredible young man?” He said and he slid his cock further inside me.

“I know. I never thought his tight little pussy would be able to accommodate us both. DP already and he’s barely lost his virginity!”

I arched my back and pushed back on them, feeling their combined size fill me up in a simply unimaginable way. Patrick took one hand off my hip and touched the back of my neck, tracing a line with his fingers down my spine. Geoff moved his own hands to my nipples, where his touched and twisted them driving me to even greater heights of pleasure.

We fucked like that for a few minutes. I suddenly felt I might might come at any time. I was so close, but Geoff simply said “switch” to Patrick and they made every effort to be hands-off and gently slid their cocks from my now-gaping hole.

I looked at Geoff with a frown and a cross expression. He just chuckled at me. “We’re not done yet. You’ll have to hold onto the edge until I let you come.”

Patrick grabbed me and planted his face firmly on mine, stifling any comeback I might have had. I was once again lost in his embrace, in his kiss, while Geoff massaged my feet and nibbled my toes.

The moment was gone. Bastards, I thought. But horny, naughty bastards...

We spent a while just touching and playing and sucking and licking and it was just so hot.

The next little while was a blur of everything. We sucked, I was penetrated, we sucked, I was touched and fingered. They did everything they could to pleasure me and it was truly wonderful. I felt like a princess being satisfied by two rival kings. I trusted them completely and they didn’t let me down.

Patrick lifted me from behind in strong arms, his hands cupped under my thighs, my back to him. Geoff came over and took my ankles in his his, pushing them back. He took up position between my legs. He kissed me, then Patrick, and I could feel both of their stiff cocks jostling for position at my ass.

Geoff went first, sliding in easily. There was just something about the way he entered me that made me sure this was it, this was the finale. He was tense, sweating, and his face was red. He was desperate to come and I was desperate for him to shoot.

His cock moved sweetly through my sphincter, my anus and my entire passage now relaxed, stretched, and slick. It felt wonderful, effortless. In this position I could feel the head buried deep inside me. I felt weightless, being held up like this, weightless and helpless in a really awesome way while Geoff screwed me.

He grunted. And again. His whole body was taught. He pulled the head of his cock out and then pressed it to my hole and he came. The hot salty juices coated my anus while I was still gaping wide. It was an entirely new feeling and I liked it.

Now Geoff took hold of me, lifting me off Patrick and holding me chest to chest, cupping my buttocks and spreading them at the same time. I wrapped my legs around his waist and that’s when I felt Patrick’s amazing dick slide right in, fucking Geoff’s spunk back into me.

Now it was Patrick’s turn to fuck me until he finished off. He fucked deep for a little while as I kissed Geoff, and then he pulled out and started something new. He just pushed the tip of his dick through my ring, fucking just the head in and out of me. It was a thrilling feeling and it sent waves of pleasure through my young body. I was so open and relaxed that there was no discomfort at all. In fact it was just wonderful.

His thrusting become more staccato and I knew he was close. He too pulled right out and shot his load over my hole before fingering it back into me. The feeling of his middle finger as it delved inside me made me hot and gave me goosebumps.

Geoff laid me down on the rug. He pushed me down so that I was laying flat on my back, my legs brought up and spread, my feet flat on the floor.

Both men began to caress my cock, my balls, my cummy hole and my thighs. I was breathing heavily, my chest rising and falling as I tried to get enough oxygen into my system. Then they both moved in with their mouths and they shared some tongue and sucking action. I whimpered. I was so close. I hoped they’d let me finish this time because I didn’t think I could take it if they didn’t.

“That’s it” Patrick said softly.

“Come for us” Geoff added.

A rush of energy washed from my scrotum up my spine. My balls seemed to shrink and go tight. My whole body was shaking, trembling like crazy. I’d never felt this way before. I didn’t know if this was normal.

Patrick and Geoff both inserted a finger inside me and massaged where my prostate was. Both together while they sucked and licked.

That was it. Every muscle tensed and I saw stars. I cried out and then suddenly I was coming. I shot spurt after spurt, my hips and torso flexing and shaking as I came. Both daddies were covered in my cum and I was too. I don’t know how many times I ejaculated but it was a lot and by the time I had finished I was totally spent, totally fucked, and I was glowing.

Both men collapsed flat on their backs on either side of me and they chuckled. Their chuckles became laughter and I joined in.

“My god, that was amazing!” Patrick said when his merriment had died down.

“Best sex I have had. By far.” Echoed Geoff.

I grinned from ear to ear. “Me too!” I said with a laugh.

Geoff lifted my leg and gave my bottom a quick slap. I lifted my legs and grinned as I said “you ready to go again, big man?”

Geoff smiled at me. “I wish I was a few years younger. I’d try and match your pace. I’m afraid if even two of us can’t satisfy you I don’t know what will!”

I pulled a sad face but I couldn’t hold it. “I’m just fooling around. I promise, I’m satisfied and then some.”

Patrick sat up and suggested it was time for bed. We all spent the night in Geoff’s room. His bed was huge and I was nestled in the middle and I have never felt so wanted or protected. I had to hand it them, their after-sex care of their little bottom boy was pretty good.

In the morning I was woken by Patrick leaving. Geoff rolled over too and told me he had some things to do this morning. I pouted, but he told me he thought I should have a rest day so that I didn’t make myself sore for the weekend.

I threw the covers back, exposing myself. The sheets were dirty and rumpled as we’d all gone to bed covered in cum and lube and sweat, but I just knew Geoff couldn’t resist my body. I wanted another fuck. I wanted it now!

“Why you little.....” he started, but he broke off half-way through, his tongue practically lolling out.

He grabbed one of my legs and twisted me over onto my front. He spat into his hand as I spread my legs open and pushed my bottom up. Geoff smeared the mess on my sticky hole. He paused, seeming unsure whether he should.

“Fuck me daddy” I pleaded in my most teenage boy voice.

Geoff was on me. His cock ripped into me, forcing its way into my anal canal. I whimpered as he took me, practically raped me except I wanted it and I’d encouraged it. He pushed down on the back of my head, pushing my face into the mattress and the dirty sheets.

He humped me and I loved it. After a night of incredible lovemaking I wanted to be held down and just fucked like a total slut and that’s exactly what Geoff did. He took his boy. His submissive twink boy.

It didn’t take him long to send yet another load of his salty sour cum into my booty. He pulled out as quickly as he pushed in and he slapped my ass hard.

“You’re a naughty little fucker. Now rest or I’ll tie you up somewhere.... somewhere you’ll be alone and can’t touch yourself.”

There was a pause where I didn’t move, didn’t speak. He leaned down and lightly kissed my bottom and I smiled into the sheets.

“You do things to me that no-one should be able to do” he said as gently thumbed my boy pussy.

He got up off the bed and went to shower and get ready. I decided to stay in bed and go back to sleep. I was exhausted, but i wanted to recapture that moment in a dream. As I drifted off again I was rock hard and leaking precum again.

I sighed.

This was so much better than a free holiday!

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