Nigel's Beach Hut

This is a true story apart from the caning which is my fantasy. 

It was a warm summer’s afternoon in the school holiday in England. I was 16 years old. Mum was busy doing some baking. My older brother was out somewhere. I had just come back from a ten mile solo cycle ride and I was now bored.
There was a knock on the door. It was Nigel Thomas a cricketer friend of my brothers who lived round the corner. Nigel was captain of the school cricket team. We all went to the same all boys Grammar School and were all quite sporty.
“Is your brother in? I’m just off to the beach to go swimming.” I explained that he was out and I did not know when he’d be back.
“Do you want to come? Mum and Dad have a beach hut on the sea front that we can get changed in.”
“Yes please Nigel. I’ll just tell my Mum and get my swimming stuff.”
“Ok. I’ll see you out the front.”
Nigel was two years older than me. He was a very good cricketer and good at all sports. He had fair hair and all the girls liked him like they did my brother which was annoying.
We cycled down to the beach. Nigel was in front. I was looking at his bottom all the time. His shorts were stretched really tight into his bum crack as he bent over the handlebars. It looked beautiful. I have always loved nice bottoms as long as I can remember.
We got to the beach hut, padlocked our bikes and quickly got changed inside the hut. I was a bit embarrassed getting changed in front of this older boy who I didn’t know very well and who I was in awe of. I saw his lovely round bum and his big cock as he took his pants off. I was also aware that he was glancing in my direction as I got changed which made me a bit nervous and also a bit excited. I had been seduced by a slightly older boy John Cherry over two years before when I was just 14. After several clumsy attempts John had persuaded me to let him play with my bare bottom and finger my anus. One thing had led to another and we had become regular schoolboy lovers ever since meeting up every two or three weeks and becoming more and more experimental. I was always the submissive one but also the instigator with the ideas to push the homosexual boundaries. Of course Nigel did not know this although he could have had a hunch I suppose. We went down to the sea and threw a few skimming stones into the water. I was quite good at this and Nigel was very impressed and said so. “You’ve got a really good arm on you. You should come and play in our cricket team.”
We spent about half an hour in the water until it started to rain quite hard so we went back to the beach hut to get changed. Inside the hut the rain was making a loud din on the roof. I was feeling a bit nervous about getting changed in front of Nigel again but I was also looking forward to seeing his bare bottom and his big cock again if I got the chance. I was also wondering if there was a slight chance that he was interested in me. John had said I had the nicest bottom in the whole school year and he was quite an expert on bottoms.
We both got out of our wet trunks and began drying ourselves with our towels both of us now fully naked. I saw him looking at me and was quite embarrassed. His cock seemed to be getting bigger and his bottom looked lovely. Completely hairless and round with a deep dark inviting crack. I was suddenly aware that my own cock was also getting bigger. I quickly turned my back to stop him seeing my semi excited cock and continued to dry myself off.

“You have a lovely bum ” I froze. “I could see your cock getting hard which is when you turned away and gave me a lovely view of your bottom. I think you did it deliberately to tempt me you naughty boy. You can turn round now.”
I turned round and saw that Nigel’s cock was now standing fully hard and erect. It looked fantastic. To my acute embarrassment my own cock was also hard and erect as well. I had never seen it so big. I was trembling with excitement.
Nigel slowly walked across the hut and stood behind me. I could feel his big hard cock pushing firmly into my bum crack. He started touching my nipples. Just one finger on each in little circular motions. It was absolute heaven. I instinctively started to bend over in submission to part my bum cheeks and give him better access to my bottom.
"Not so fast. No rush. Plenty of time for that he whispered."
He moved around to my left, his right hand caressing my bottom going up and down the crack. He was breathing heavily. His left hand was gently and slowly wanking my cock and squeezing my balls. His right hand middle finger was now parting my bum cheeks and starting to penetrate my very eager anus.
I was also breathing hard and ready to explode. He moved his anus finger up to my nose so I could smell it. It smelt gorgeous. "Suck it." I eagerly obeyed. He moved it back to my anus. It slipped in easily now well lubricated with my saliva and he finger fucked me whilst continuing to gently wank my cock.
“You've done this before haven't you”
“Yes Nigel.”“Who with?”
“Cherry from my year.”“Oh yes. I think I know him. Nice looking boy. We should invite him to come swimming with us. Would you like to suck my cock?
I didn’t need a second invitation and swung around sinking to my knees until my face was level with his cock and took it eagerly into my wide open mouth. It felt absolutely huge and I sucked on it hungrily. I reached between his thighs and motioned him to open his legs. My right hand middle finger soon found his anus and started to probe its way inside the tight elastic hole. I then held my finger up to his face so he could smell and taste his hole and suck it clean.
“Not too much or this will end far too quickly and neither of us wants that do we.”
He walked across the hut and I got another eyeful of that gorgeous bottom. He opened a cupboard and took out a blue jar of Nivea cream which made me even more excited. I sniffed my anus probing finger which still smelled heavenly of his tight bottom.
“What exactly have you done before with Cherry?
“Most things I think Nigel. He always takes charge and I just do whatever he wants me to do. You won’t tell my brother about this will you. He would kill me.
“Of course not. And the same applies to you.
“Has Cherry fucked your bottom?
“Many times.“Did you like it?
“I absolutely loved it once the initial pain subsides.”
“Can I fuck your bottom please?”
“Yes please Nigel. I want to take all of your hot salty spunk deep inside my bum hole.
“Have you ever been caned?” The cane was used frequently at our school by our big burly headmaster Mr Evans.
“No but I once saw a younger boy who had just had four strokes of the cane coming out of Mr Evan’s study. The windows were open and I heard every stroke. They sounded incredibly loud and hard. He was in floods of tears, red faced and rubbing his bottom furiously. I felt quite jealous and have always wanted to be caned by Mr Evans ever since that day. I dream of bending over in his study with my trousers and pants round my ankles and Mr Evans staring at my bare bottom while he canes me.
“Have you been caned?”
“Yes. Six strokes. It was incredibly painful and the marks lasted for weeks.
"Would you like me to cane you? You've been a very naughty boy for flaunting your bottom at me like that."“Yes please Nigel.
Nigel walked over to another cupboard and took out a cane just like the one our headmaster Mr Evans used on boys bottoms.
“You will now call me Sir boy.”
“Yes Sir.”"Bend over and hold on tightly to the chair boy. 6 strokes of the cane on your bare bottom for deliberately arousing me." "Yes Sir. I was scared but very excited. As I said I had always wanted to be caned by Mr Evans but had been scared of my parents finding out. I bent over and held tightly on to the chair as instructed.
"Ready boy?"
"Yes Sir" I whispered in a hoarse croaky voice.
"Open those legs as wide as you can and push your bottom out so I can see your anus boy.”
I felt the cold cane gently tapping my bottom as Nigel adjusted his athletic stance to deliver the hardest possible caning like Mr Evans did. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him raise the cane high into the air over his right shoulder.

CRAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK At first I felt nothing. Then it hit me. Excruciating. Ferocious. My bottom was on fire. Unbelievable pain. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK. I was crying now. Tears streaming down my face. Unimaginably painful but utterly beautiful. I sank to the floor crying my eyes out and rubbing my bottom to try to no avail to ease the pain. At last I had been caned. I was ecstatic. I felt Nigel's hand on my shoulder. "Well done boy. You took it really well. He helped me to my feet and gave me a tissue to dry my eyes and gave me a long deep throat kiss with tongues. "Thank you Sir."Nigel's cock was still hard and erect. Bigger than ever in fact.
“OK. Now I want you to bend over and hold onto this chair, spread your legs wide apart and just relax and leave everything else to me.
“Yes Sir.”
I bent over in eager anticipation and pushed my bottom out as far as I could to give him the best possible view and good access to my anus. Nigel knelt down behind me and I felt his cold hands pulling my bum cheeks wide apart.. Then I felt and heard his nose deeply sniffing my bum hole just before his slippery tongue started to probe inside .
Then I heard him unscrew the lid of the jar of Nivea cream and jumped a little as I felt the cold slippery cream make contact with my anus and my bum crack. His fingers were now deep inside my hole probing and twisting and pushing the cream deep inside. it felt absolutely wonderful. I was shaking with excitement.
Then he stood up and I felt the tip of his big hard erect cock pushing gently at my opening. It was much bigger than John’s. Slowly he increased the pressure on my anus and suddenly his cock popped inside. There was a little pain. He paused to let the pain subside.
"Ready now boy? "Yes Sir” I whispered.
He took a firm grip on both of my hips which felt lovely. So very submissive. My bottom was being taken and used by this handsome older boy. My bottom belonged to Nigel the cricket captain.
Slowly he started rocking gently back and forth as his cock penetrated deeper and deeper into my anus eventually sliding full length in and out of my rectum his hard stomach muscles bouncing off my fully spread bum cheeks still burning from the caning I had just received.
I started to count the strong masculine pelvic thrusts which were getting harder and harder.....!0, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15 then suddenly AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH and I felt Nigel’s cock shudder and pulsate as big spurts of hot salty spunk shot deep into my eager gaping hole.
I took hold of my cock and started wanking until my spunk spurted out over the chair while Nigel’s cock was still pulsating inside my anus and he was slumped helplessly across my back utterly exhausted.
We cleaned up and dressed in silence, unlocked our bikes and cycled to our homes. As I cycled I could feel Nigel's spunk oozing out of my now gaping hole onto the big wet cold patch in my pants. I would taste it when I got home. I suspected that this was definitely not the last time Nigel and I would be going swimming together. And it wasn't!