Cameron's Story

by 243907

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A Twink growing up

Pete and I were hanging out together more. Though still living with parents, we often spent the night together. Pete is 6', red head, with short curly hair. I joked that he looked the same on top as in his pants. He has clear blue eyes and a smile to die for. In bed we were both versatile, making sex varied and fun. After a night out in Kemptown we usually went back to my place as it's closer. My parents liked him and didn't care what we got up to in bed.

We were young and agreed we could still see other guys. Too young for monogamy. We lied to keep fit. It balanced out the nights on the piss. We ran for miles along the prom and joined a 24 hour gym. One night the town was boring, so we headed to the gym, even though it was midnight. We had lockers there where we kept shorts and shower stuff, so we were soon changed and working out. The only others in there were a couple of 20 year olds, helping each other with weights. We worked our way round the various apparatus, ending up on the weights, checking out the guys. After an hour, we headed to the small steam room in the changing area. We relaxed, sweat dripping down our faces. The door opened and the guys walked in and sat opposite. I decided to 'test the water' and started kissing Pete, then stroking each other's dicks and hands roamed over bodies. Through the steam, I could see the fitties opposite follow our lead and were making out. I whispered to Pete and we knelt down, sliding our hands up their thighs. They carried on kissing so we tasted their cocks. I then worked my way up their bodies, kissing all the way until my mouth met theirs and we were 3 way kissing. Pete got and turned round, then lowered himself till he impaled himself on a cock. The guy held Pete by the waist and they started fucking. The other chap stood up and leant against the wall and spread his legs. I held on to his hips and entered him, thrusting him toward the wall. After a while Pete got off his guy and leand against the wall next to us so we were fucking in unison. I felt my orgasm brewing, so I pulled out and splashed cum over the floor, before turning him round and finishing off with my mouth, cum hitting my throat and dribbling out the side of my mouth. Next to us, the guy shuddered and filled Pete's bowels. Pete's cum joined mine on the floor, We all showered, dressed and left. We never saw them again, though we had several more sexcapades in there.

We were still at our parents, still playing the field, together and singularly. Brighton house prices are ridiculous. One day Pete reminded me of the 'whore comment I once made. Giggling, we sat down and created a joint profile, posted it on well known hook-up sites, implying our 'services' were for cash. Amazingly, it was a success. Money was rolling in, but it wasn't always pleasant. For most guys who came to us, it was they couldn't get sex any other way.  One guy just wanted us to make love in front of him while he wanked, which was great. Another guy dressed as a schoolboy. We had to administer corporal punishment. I bent him over my knee and smacked his arse. Then Pete pulled his pants down and smacked him harder, causing him to piss himself, so I smacked him for getting me wet. Pete then forced his cock into the 'schoolboy's' mouth till he was choking, then rough fucked him. The condom was emptied down his face. He paid us very well. I could write a book on our clients. By the time we graduated from college, we had enough money, not to rent, but for a deposit on buying a flat, We celebrated by getting engaged,