Metamorphosis 6 - 10
Chapter 6
I lay with my head on his stomach,
watching him slowly deflate. After some time, I pushed back up the bed. He
turned into my body, his face against my chest and hugged.
“You okay?” I asked quietly.
He nodded.
“About last night?”
Again he nodded. I could feel his warm
breath flow over my chest.
“And this morning, no
problem?”
He murmured something.
“What?” I asked
He pulled away a little and looked up.
“Anytime” he almost whispered and then
looking embarrassed, quickly dropped his head back into my chest and hugged
closer.
We lay quietly till I dozed off. It was
mid morning when I came too and David had gone. I got up and went to the
kitchen to find him brewing me coffee. He was bright and cheerful as always. I
took the chance to have a shower before sitting down to savour the drink and
perhaps think about what exactly I was doing.
There was no chance, for when I came back
to the kitchen David had found a cook book from somewhere and wanted to know if
he could make something for me. He was excited looking through it and asked me
which kind of food I liked. I suggested he might start with something simple to
see if he could get the hang of it. Like cheese on toast, but dressed up in the
book as Welsh Rarebit. I told him to go ahead and do
anything he wanted if he thought he could. If we didn’t have the ingredients in
the pantry then put it on the list and I would get it. His excitement was
contagious and I quickly left behind the depressing thoughts of a little earlier.
He never asked why I didn’t go to
work. I took my coffee out to the lawn
and laid back on a lounger, wondering what he would rustle up.
When it came, I was most impressed. Simple though it was, it was perfect and I
couldn’t have done better myself.
“You looking to
take Mary’s job?” I joked.
He laughed impishly, “If you will let me”
“It’s a good job for starters, keep this
up and you’ve got it.”
He was really chuffed with himself and
went off to do some chores. I lay there
taking the sun, something I had rarely done since coming out here. I felt
really happy for some unexplainable reason. At least till I
dropped off to sleep.
David woke me around lunch time, warning
me about being in the sun too long. I
went back to the kitchen and ate a block of cheese and a melon for lunch. That
out of the way I felt a little lost, even bored, and decided to finish off some
none urgent reports that still waited for attention.
By the middle of the afternoon I was
feeling tired, the sunbathing had made me very lethargic. I wondered into my
bedroom to find David finishing off changing the sheets and cleaning the room.
I dropped across the bed.
“Want me to give you a massage? He
offered.
“Yes, that would go down a treat, specially with being out in the sun, the oil should do my
skin good.”
Putting away his cleaning things he came
back to the room. I dropped out of my shorts and lay down, looking forward to
falling asleep under his gentle hands. Immediately it felt really good, and my
eyes become heavy as sleep beckoned.
As he worked on the top of my legs, I told
him how good it was as I did every time. When he got to my ass cheeks, I was
groaning my approval and he responded by giving extra time there.
I must have been half asleep when I felt
him work down the cleft and across my hole. It was so sensuous I was in heaven.
His fingers dipped in and out and I absently pushed back to encourage more.
His hands came to my shoulders. I heard
him breathing close to my ear. Nothing amiss. I didn’t
twig that I could also feel him still playing around my hole. Very, very slowly I was aroused from my
drowsy state feeling that I had eaten one of Martha Simpson’s superb dinners. I
felt wonderfully stuffed. David’s hands were no longer massaging, instead they
were pulling on my shoulders like he was using them for leverage to pull
himself up my back. That was a bit odd I
thought. Slowly my senses began to clear.
The pressure in my guts increased to the
point of discomfort, I began to wonder if there was something wrong with the
cheese or melon I had eaten. David was still pulling on my shoulders, then
relaxing and then pulling again. His breath was uneven as I began to tune in to
the sound.
Then one time I felt him pull quite hard
and suddenly I got an electric shock. From where at first I had no idea, but it
really woke me up. Then again, each time David strained.
How could he be playing with my hole and
have his hands on my shoulders at the same time?
After last night, at the back of my mind I
had half expected that he would want to do the same to me. After all, fair is
fair. But I had also thought, given his size, that for
it to happen would have meant something like a general anaesthetic to be
administered for me to take him. That I was into him easily enough didn’t seem
to figure in my ideas though.
Even though it had gone through my mind, I
was still in something of a shock at finding it actually happening. Not least
that contrary to having an anaesthetic, he must be already someway inside and I
had felt barely nothing.
He kept pushing slowly,
each movement now clicked this hidden button that made me tingle from head to
foot. Far from being unpleasant, I realised quickly that I liked it. It was
only a matter of moments before liking it became a wanting it. Almost involuntarily
I began to push back and brace myself so that he would have something to work
against. His quickening breath became
music next to my ear. On each gentle
push I could feel him creep higher inside, every motion going a millimetre
deeper than the one before. The tingling
became constant making my breathing start to become as broken as his.
I had heard many times from friends when I
was a student that some had tried it up the ass with their girlfriends. That
seemed to be okay to confide this with close friends even though the idea of
doing it with a man was always derided in jokes for some reason.
Shit, it must be one of the worlds best
kept secrets! Within minutes I found myself moaning in pleasure, matching his
thrusts and hoping, no encouraging him to go deeper. It was wonderful, even
better than when I was doing it with him earlier. I could actually feel someone, David, inside
my own body. It was an amazing conception and the idea churned over and over in
my mind as my body responded automatically in time with him.
Before I could get used to the idea, David
began to moan, hissing his breath in and out. Quite suddenly he pushed hard and
froze. There was a moment of quiet as if time had been stopped. Then this warm
glow radiated through my body. David shook and spasmed as the clock began
ticking once again. A mental picture of a cork exploding from a
As his breathing slowed, he melted onto my
back. I could still feel his dick throb and spasm even though he must have
begun to deflate. I tried to squeeze him, bringing a murmur from his lips. When
I did, I got a throb as response. I didn’t stop, this was too new to let go
without discovering more.
When I squeezed really hard, he pushed
back, when I squeezed softer, he throbbed and jumped. I didn’t let him relax.
Within no time, he was pushing back almost at a regular pace. It soon became a
regular rhythm once more, and now as a bonus he slid easily to and fro. I loved
this second run even better as any feeling of discomfort had vanished
completely and only pure pleasure remained.
He heaved himself up off my back, supporting himself on his arms. I made myself a solid wall for him to crash
against. Each thrust continued to push him higher and higher inside or so it
felt.
To move my body, I slowly pushed back so
that I was on my knees and David supported himself holding my waist. I could
look back between my legs and actually see him working. I had a strong desire
to see him go into my body. Somewhere it still felt like it might be my
imagination, that he couldn’t actually get all of himself inside me. I had to
find out.
I stopped him and said I wanted to turn on
my back, but not to pull out. We found ourselves twisting around and amazingly
keeping together till I was laying flat out with my
legs up on his shoulders.
Now I could look at him, watch the
expressions on his face and more importantly, raise my head and see him slide
in and out of my body. It was absolutely incredible. As always, he moved like a
wave, the thrust starting up by his shoulders, undulating down to his
legs. Just to see the pleasure on his
face would have been worth a little pain. But there was none. To watch him above me, face taut with
concentration, body rippling and glistening with perspiration, feel him working
his way almost up to my throat or so it seemed, was a wondrous sight. When he
lunged hard and held himself still, then poured forth another offering, my mind
exploded and vision blurred, I erupted straight up my chest.
When I opened my eyes, he was laid on my
chest, the two of us bound together with my seed. I lifted his head up and
looked into his eyes.
“You okay?” he asked.
I nodded my head, yes.
“No problem?” he smiled, echoing my
questions of the morning.
“Only if you don’t do it again”
He took a few moments to think about what
I said, then a grin crept over his face.
I began to smile back when he playfully
pushed his hips hard, awakening the serpent still embedded inside.
“When?” he giggled.
“Anytime” I answered.
He jabbed me a couple of more times, then
lifted my legs and went to work once more.
I could hardly believe I was the same person, for I couldn’t get enough
and he had the stamina to do it time after time. The rest of the afternoon was
an awakening for me, re-discovering my sexual need and drive, making up for the many quiet nights since leaving college.
David had this wonderful innocence about
him that I already knew I loved. When he wanted it, he took it. There were
never any inhibitions at all. For me to know he was horny, and his face
betrayed every emotion he had, switched me on too. It made me feel a teenager
again, alive and kicking once more!
That night when we went to bed, or back to bed after taking dinner, it was my turn. Now
my mind was clear and I knew he enjoyed it as much as I. Before sleeping I did
another new thing. I kissed him. The urge was overwhelming and I couldn’t
resist. At first he didn’t know how to respond and just allowed me to use my
mouth. Then he followed my lead, using his tongue and nibbling lips. We rolled
around the bed devouring each other until exhaustion brought us to our senses
and sleep.
From then on, my life took a turn for the
better. There was someone who I wanted to get home to see and not just for the
obvious. Just to look at him, his smile, the way he walked and of course, to
see him step out of his shorts. No matter what I was doing around the farms, David
was never very far from my thoughts.
Life became interesting. If I came in from
work, he might be in the kitchen making me a coffee after hearing the Land
Rover pull in. Any thoughts he had showed themselves with the tent of his
shorts. Sometimes even before I took off my work boots, I pulled off his shorts
and found him hard. I would suck him dry before doing anything else. Other occasions after sitting on the sofa he
would take off my boots, then my shorts and underwear. Pulling up my feet to
the cushion edge he would kneel on the floor in front. The butter dish was
always handy and after spreading it liberally around, take me there and then.
Only after loosing the lust did I continue to the bathroom and shower off the
work dust.
Chapter 7
Back to work the following day put me into
the start of the tea harvest. I called in to see Fred Simpson at the Mill. For
an international conglomerate, this place was a mess. The wooden building was
literally falling apart, but it was only needed for a short period of each year
and it did the job it was designed for. In the basement was
Fred’s pride and joy and a source of interest for me too. The whole building was driven from here, all
the shakers and sieves for grading the tea leaf, and also at one time the dryers
and the electricity generator.
In contrast to the rest of the building
this place was well kept and bang in the middle was the reason why. In pristine
condition sat a single cylinder horizontal engine. From the engine enormously
long thwacking belts connected to spindles which ran throughout the four
floors. The big flywheel trundled steadily around accompanied by the slow thud
of the ignition making a hypnotic rhythm. Fred kept the paint and brass
polished just as the day it was made. In tribute to the craftsmen that built
it, a plaque on the side announced TANGYE,
The leaf tea was brought into the building
and dried. From there shakers sieved the leaf into different grades. The best
leaf went to the specialty tea subsidiary of the company. The next best went to
the popular tea brands of which the company sold a few with household and
worldwide fame. The last grade was for merchants or own label supermarket
brands and tea bags. In a way it was strange to see all those hundreds of acres
of bushes ending up in small packets thousands of miles away.
“Will you be off to the Club this
weekend?” asked Fred, pulling me out of my daydreams.
“Maybe, not been there for quite a while
so perhaps I will for a change” I answered.
Yes I thought, about time I made the
effort and get out. David was my main interest now, but I couldn’t make the
bungalow my one and only alternative to work. I decided that I would go.
“Me and the
missus will be, so we’ll be seeing you then”
Anyway, with them in Limuru
I would not be getting a dinner from Martha. I laughed at myself and went on my
way.
The trouble with going to the Club, was the journey. A real expedition
there and back. Of course they had small rooms you could rent for the
night for those who had come a long way, or in which they put the drunks when
they couldn’t drive back to their homes. Everyone seemed to travel great
distances. The majority were like us, in the hills on farms so a trip to the
Club was the one time when they could meet up with other people besides their
own families. For those who did not drink heavily, there were Polo, Squash,
Tennis and
So come the following Saturday, I packed
my overnight stuff and formal clothes and set off in the Land Rover. I did what
everyone who lived a long way off did, went in my shorts and boots and then
showered and changed at the club. There was no way you could set off in good
clothes with all the dust about and arrive looking like anything but ditch
digger.
I arrived and reserved a room for the
night, then went to the changing rooms to shower and get respectable. It was a
big gang shower arrangement and I found I had the place to myself, so looked
forward to a long spell under the spray.
“I say, Mark isn’t it?”
Brushing the water from my eyes, I looked
about to see who it was.
“Yes, Mark
“I met you about a six weeks back, Brian
Felling. I bet you forgot!”
“No, no, I remember now. At the bar.”
His father had been talking with Fred Simpson
that night and Brian had been in and out of the conversation.
“Down for the weekend or just tonight?”
“I booked a room for tonight, didn’t want
to drive back later, too dangerous.”
“I bet” he replied. “Course, I only live
close by, about ten miles from here. Got my own place now, moved out a short
while back. You should drop by
sometime.”
I was getting annoyed but hoped it didn’t
show. I wanted a nice long shower with my own thoughts, not having to make
small talk. He was okay I suppose, about my age I guessed but if we were back
in
He pulled up a stool to the edge of the
wet area and with drink in hand talked while I showered. I stretched out my
shower rather hoping he would leave but he didn’t, so I called it a do and came
out to dry off. As I got into my decent clothes, he told me he would see me
later and walked off. Being a bit early
I went for a stroll around the sports fields having a look at a few of the
games in progress.
Later on I chose the more casual bar for a
snack dinner. I was not up to the formalities of the main restaurant at all.
Fred and Martha were there, so I joined with them at first till the ebb and
flow of acquaintances eventually drew me off into other groups for the rest of
the night.
Brian appeared now and again and I had one
drink with him. He invited me to his place the following day before going back
home. Perhaps I was a bit more genial having eaten and drunk a few, and found
him a lot more interesting this time around. I said I would and he drew me a
map on the back of a beer mat to find his place.
I enjoyed my night, better than I thought
it would be. Around
Chapter 8
The next morning I was awoken by this
rather large black local in the Club’s uniform.
“Coffee sir?” he enquired.
Quickly I searched for something to cover
my nakedness and accepted the Club’s wake up drink. He was not the least bit fazed by a naked foreigner and went about his work without
batting an eyelid. Probably sees it every weekend I thought. When properly
awake I took another shower and got dressed to take breakfast on the terrace
overlooking the Polo field. I found I was rather a late comer.
There was a match on so it was around
lunch time when I decided to go back home. I changed into my driving gear and
was about to point the Land Rover towards home when I remembered Brian. Shit, I
cursed. I did say I would drop by and it would have been bad form not to. So I spun the vehicle in the opposite
direction and drove off to find his place.
“Ah, Mark, glad you made it. I was
beginning to think you might have forgotten. Thought you had quite a few last
night when you said you would.”
He showed me into his house which was
quite palatial and introduced me to another guest, a local named Joshua. He
told me his dad had bought it for his twenty first, hoping it would encourage
him to get married.
“That’s all they think about,
grandchildren” he laughed. “Got a few things to do before then, places to see,
mountains to climb, oats to sow, what?”
Shit, if his dad could afford this place,
he must be worth millions. I asked what work he did.
“Oh nothing much, dad keeps trying to
prime me for the farm but I think I might go around the world before that. Haven’t really decided though, no rush just yet.”
Spoiled brat I told myself.
“You look a little grimy, why not take a
quick shower” he said, pushing me towards a bathroom. “A bit hot already so you
would probably like a cool off”
I didn’t argue for he was right. There
were plenty of trucks and buses on the road coming here kicking up clouds of
dust.
At least in his own house he left me in
peace while I washed. But after finishing, I couldn’t find my clothes.
Hearing the shower switch off, Brian
popped his head round the door.
“Thought I would throw your clothes in the
washer, they’ll be dry by the time you are ready to head back. Just pop on a towel it’ll be alright, no
women around here.” He winked, and added “I’m afraid!”
A few minutes later and I wasn’t bothered,
it became more like a sarong which was not out of place with the locals.
We went out to join Joshua on the terrace
and sat talking. Brian had a little bar set up as well as some prepared savoury
eats. Joshua spoke English with an educated accent and as we got talking let on
that he was till recently in the police although he didn’t say what he was
doing now.
It was all very nice and civilised except
that both Brian and Joshua drank like fishes. I had found people out here did compared with back in
In the middle of the afternoon it was
really getting hot, much more here down on the plain than up in the hills that
I was used to. Thankfully Brian suggested we go back inside where there were a
couple of electric fans in the lounge.
“Ever seen one of these?” asked Brian.
He was looking at a TV. True, I didn’t
have one and hadn’t seen one since leaving
“You must have heard of them, bought this
in
“What do you mean?” I asked not
understanding what he was getting at.
“This!” he tapped something under the
television. “Latest thing from the Japs,
a Sony Betamax. I can play a film right here
on my television.”
I had heard and read of them, but had yet
to see one. He held up some plastic
cases.
“These are films, just pop them in the box
and hey presto, you have yourself a movie.”
“Amazing!”
I said, something so small being able to play a movie.
“Made by the Japs,
but the Yanks have it nailed. All the sex you can imagine already filmed and on
the shelves by the hundred.”
I took a sip of my vodka; I was quite
impressed to see all this for the first time.
“Everyone okay for a
little entertainment?”
He winked, looking at me and Joshua.
Joshua smiled and I nodded agreement, I was dying to see one of these things
work.
“Just top up your glasses and lets get
settled down” said Brian as he and I took an end of the sofa and Joshua the
easy-chair next to Brian.
He pushed a button and the film started. I
was taking a drink and almost choked. Naked men and women were on a bed playing
with each other with one man lining up to push his dick into one of the women.
Now I had been down
“How is it then?” I heard Brian say
somewhere out to the left of my vision. I didn’t realise he was talking to me.
I did when laughing,
he reached over and felt my groin beneath the towel.
“Mark is fine, full blooded young man like
the rest of us”.
I hadn’t realised I had a hard on and was
instantly embarrassed. But looking at Brian, he nodded towards his own tented
shorts and so were Joshua’s. That made it better and quickly the screen took my
attention again.
Some time later they were laughing again.
“Mark, I’ll have to buy you one for
Christmas. I can see this is just what you’ve always wanted, you can’t keep
your eyes off it”
“First time I’ve seen one to be honest,
both the Betamax and these kind
of films” I said defensively.
“Its okay, I was just the same every night
for a fortnight when I first bought it. Tell you the truth, had to stop
watching because I was rubbing my dick sore.”
He and Joshua guffawed with laughing as I
did, imagining I would be the same. Just then the film ran out so he popped in
another one.
“And you think you’ve seen it all eh? Now
get ready for something that will knock your socks off.”
He refilled our glasses and sat down as it
started.
It appeared at first to be more of the
same but with just one woman and two men. She took them at each end which I
immediately thought was incredible. This time I knew I had a hard on alright.
Then in one scene she was sat on one guy
riding him and kissing him when the other guy pushes his dick between them
wanting her to suck. But they didn’t alter position and instead the guy’s dick
slides between both their faces and they both lick and suck if from each side.
I think my eyes almost came out of their sockets!
“I said you hadn’t seen anything yet”
laughed Brian.
He refilled my glass again and spoke with
Joshua in Swahili. I didn’t understand as I had yet to learn the local
language, other than a few basic words.
The scene broke as they changed positions.
This time the other guy was going to fuck her from on top. But before he pushed
into her, the other guy sucked his cock and made it wet before guiding it into
her pussy. Then he laid down facing them and they both sucked him as they
fucked. Shit, I said this was incredible before but this really was incredible.
Men and women sharing equally, I had never heard of it, but it sounded like
some kind of Utopia if ever there was one.
Brian and Joshua were having a laugh and I
glanced over. They were both grinning back.
“I think you must be a virgin Mark, I’ve
never seen anyone so engrossed before” Brian said.
I took a long drink and said, “No, I’m not
a virgin. Just from
Brian refilled my glass, groping my crotch
at the same time. I couldn’t move or else I would spill my glass. He laughed to
Joshua that I was still standing to attention. I thought of grabbing him to
turn the tables but I could imagine the bottle he was holding crashing to the
floor, so didn’t.
In the film the two guys were trying to
get into her pussy and arse at the same time. I watched agog as they performed
the act. It was if she had two pussies with both dicks sliding in and out with
ease. A thought of David flashed across my mind but I put it in a mental
cupboard and locked that particular door tight shut.
Then one guy was laid down and the woman
was sucking his dick. The other guy came up and pushed his dick towards her
mouth and she sucked them both in turn. After some minutes like this, she
pushed down one dick under the balls of the other. He slid up and down a few
times till the woman lifted one of his legs. The camera zoomed in on the guy
pushing his dick up the arse of the other guy while the woman continued to suck
him.
My head felt funny and I lost the sound of
the film for a moment or two. I blinked a couple of times trying to focus on
the screen as if I had mistaken what was happening somehow.
Suddenly I felt Brian leaning into me.
“Reminds you of boarding school doesn’t it?”
“I didn’t go to one” I replied, my voice
breaking.
“Well it’s just like everyone in
I could feel his hot breath he was so
close. My dick jumped as I kept my eyes glued to the screen.
“Anyway nowadays it’s all the boys schools. That’s all they ever do after lights out you
know, fuck each other like rabbits. The problem with
“I’ve heard something similar about
English boarding schools.” I replied lamely.
“Trouble is, still applies after leaving
school out here” he continued. “That is if you want more than a girl that only
knows how to drive a tractor or has the looks of one. Know what I mean?”
He moved away and had a joke with Joshua.
I felt a buzzing in my ears the tension was so great. Or just maybe, I was
drunk. I didn’t want to stand up and find out though.
The film showed the two guys doing
everything with each other that they had with the woman, only now she was the
spare on the side, helping hold a leg or use her mouth when the opportunity
arose. I had never even heard of films of guys having sex together let alone
seen one. I was in a constant daze since he put in the first cassette.
“He certainly knows how to fuck” said
Brian, making me jump finding him leaning close again. He gave me a gentle dig
in the ribs. “And look at the pleasure on his mates face,
you didn’t see that when they were screwing the woman did you?”
I murmured agreement.
“And he’s not small either,
his mate just took him no problem. Mind, maybe he would yelp a bit if they got
one of the locals here in a film.” He chuckled. “Even you, I reckon you are not
so badly equipped either from what I saw in the shower at the Club.”
I was listening to him but it was not
registering. Not until I felt his hand search and grab my dick. I glanced down
to my lap, but realised he had pushed his hand up under the towel and was
directly holding it. He slid up and down the shaft making my loins glow.
“Thought so, more than a handful you are.”
I imagined he would let go, another of his
little jokes. I kept waiting for him to withdraw thinking he would any moment.
He turned to Joshua. “Our Mark beats the
film star any day.”
Leaning back, his other hand picked up the
end of the towel so that Joshua could see. I felt my face go bright red. I
reached down to push back the towel but he resisted making me think another
joke was coming.
“Steady on there Mark, lets have a bit of
fun. You go back to your movie while I enjoy myself for a while”
I looked at him wondering what he meant,
or where this would be going to. He stared me out and I returned to watching
the movie.
While watching, I could feel him slowly
run his hand up and down my dick, playing with my balls. After the first minute
I relaxed and it began to feel a wonderful backdrop to the scenes on the TV.
I don’t know how long it was, but
something he did took over my attention from the movie
and I looked down to my lap. Brian was licking the head of my dick, running his
tongue down the sides a little. I watched him a few moments, then
let my eyes return to the box. When he wanted to lift one leg back on to the
sofa, I let him. Later on I glanced to my left, he was between my legs licking
and sucking my dick, then my balls. He saw me looking and grinned.
“Bet you don’t do this in swinging
Somehow it was better not to watch him, so
I didn’t.
I only looked once more when I felt
something strange, then I was astounded to see and feel him licking over my
hole. I knew I had done this but still, I had never been on the receiving end
before. It made me gasp and I found my hand gripping the arm of the sofa.
To break the spell, I reached for my glass
and downed the contents in one go. It did the trick.
He seemed to be playing with me for ages
and I know I should have cum with all the wonderful things he was doing, but I
guess it was either the drink or I was really nervous about the public
spectacle I found myself in that kept me from exploding.
The longer it went on, the more normal it
became or the more detached from the scene I found myself. More and more I had
the feeling that it wasn’t me here, that I was watching someone that only
looked like me. Almost as if there were two videos running, the one on the TV
and the one on the sofa. It all became rather strange and unexplainable.
The picture on the TV had become a blur
and the sound a fuzz in my ears. I just stared at the
box seeing nothing at all.
“I think you’re going to like this”
My senses returned and I focused on the
film. Four college type guys were fucking each other. Then I realised Brian was
somehow over me and talking right in my ear. He had one hand hooked through my
knee leaning on the back of the sofa and the other propping himself up on the
sofa arm. Yet I could feel him messing around down there.
“Oh yes, you and me both. Nothing better
that educating a virgin”
He wasn’t making any sense.
Suddenly that feeling came, the same one
as with David. Like an idiot I realised his dick was sliding inside. I panicked
and tried to move but his weight came down heavily keeping me pinned.
“Just relax Mark, I know you are going to
like this” he had stopped and I quickly tried to pull myself together.
Somehow he had taken his shorts off.
Joshua stood to one side with what looked like a pot of skin cream in his hand.
The throbs of Brian’s dick made themselves known and I groaned in what must
have sounded like despair but was actually pleasure. I realised I was squeezing
myself onto him. He took note and pushed in more and more. There was no
resistance and I knew he was sliding all the way up and I couldn’t stop him.
“You go back to watching your movie,
there’s a good boy” he whispered.
And I did. Well half did,
the other half was feeling his dick slowly slide in and out picking up speed.
Actually I couldn’t believe it was happening, I was watching a movie and
someone else was receiving Brian’s dick. All the same, I knew it was a nice
feeling to back up the visuals.
“Told you it would be alright, just take
it easy and lets have some fun” he cooed.
I didn’t know whether to be proud or
disgusted, for his dick went in and out without any problem and absolutely no
discomfort at all. That made it all the more surreal
“Poor Joshua, first he has to watch a
horny movie, then he has to watch me fucking your arse. Joshua, come here” he
commanded. “Get out of those damn shorts and show Mark what the locals have to
offer”
Joshua was grinning like a Cheshire cat as
he let them and his underwear fall to the floor.
“Come here Josh,
show Mark what a real one looks like”
He came and stood next to the sofa. I
thought my eyes were not telling the truth. More like a cartoon than something
in real life. Thick and long, like a beer can tapering slightly towards the
tip. He pulled off his sports shirt revealing a superb body. Although about our
age his face was heavily wrinkled and was in no way handsome, at least to me,
but his body was incredible. His skin was black and he looked like he was from
one of those bodybuilding tournaments the way each muscle was defined.
He pulled back the skin from the end of
his dick, milking it a few times. It was unbelievable, more like I was used to
seeing around the farm on an animal than on a man.
“Do what they are doing in the film Mark,
open your mouth” said Brian.
Joshua stepped forward bringing it within
a couple of inches of my face. It looked thicker than would be possible to take
in my mouth.
“Open wide Mark, lets
see you work your mouth on him”
Joshua moved closer touching my cheek,
letting me feel the heat radiating into me. He wiped it too and fro across my
face then pushed it to my lips.
“Open wide now” instructed Brian.
As if under remote control, I opened and
stuck out my tongue to lick the end. He moved closer pushing the tip between my
lips, making me open wide.
“Good boy. Now open wider said the
dentist, that’s it, wider still. Let him push it into your throat. That’s it,
good boy. Try and swallow it down like eating your favourite food.” Brian kept
up his whispered instructions in my ear.
At each cue, I tried to follow his
commands amazing myself in just how much I could take into my mouth. All the
time Brian’s dick was running smoothly in and out, jarring me with each stroke
so that I felt Joshua’s dick push past each place I imagined was the natural
limit.
“Better not let him cum in your mouth
though, not if you don’t want to leave this world by drowning.” He laughed.
“Save it for this place” he rasped out.
Suddenly he battered me hard till I felt
bathed in a warm glow as he emptied his seed store. I felt myself relax onto
his dick as he collapsed his body onto mine.
“I bloody love virgins” he grinned
hoisting himself off.
Joshua had pulled out of my mouth at some
point, but just when I don’t know.
“Now for a proper one.
Stay where you are Mark and let Joshua take my place. Better than drowning if
you know what I mean.”
In a daze I wondered what was going on as
Brian got up and Joshua took his place. I knew well enough though when he began
pushing inside. Now I really did feel like a virgin. Shit it hurt. I watched
him push inside inch by inch till his groin met mine and he settled his body
onto me. He gave a minute to get used to him then began thrusting.
Every nerve in my body responded. I didn’t
know whether to scream with pain or scream with pleasure there didn’t seem to
be a line between them. Yet, still there was something that said it was not
really me here, I was actually stood in the room
watching this happen to someone else. It was really weird.
Joshua roared like a lion when he came. I
felt a flood rush through my guts setting them on fire once more. His thrusting
slowed with each stroke and I felt the wetness seeping from my arse. He pulled
out and stood up, his black skin perspiring and glistening in the light.
“Excellent” gushed
Brian. “Good boy, really! Most impressed I am”
He poured another drink and handed me the
glass, which I knocked back in one gulp. It seemed to wake me up.
“But you haven’t cum, old boy. What do you
want, take me or let me suck you?”
Somehow I couldn’t believe what I was
hearing and didn’t respond.
“Never mind, just let me take my fancy
will you?”
He bent down and took my dick in his
mouth, half wanking and half sucking. I sank back onto the cushions and closed
my eyes. Where was David? David! Shit, Brian thinks that I am a virgin, thank goodness he doesn’t know about David. My mind
ran off at a tangent till Brian brought it back again.
He was stroking my dick, but he had gone
under with his mouth, licking at my balls and edging closer to my hole. He
pushed in some fingers and played around for a few moments. Then I felt his
mouth close over my hole and his tongue dig deep inside. I came
a bucketful up my chest.
“Always gets them, specially the slow
ones. Never fails!” He stood up grinning. “You want a hand to the bathroom?”
He pulled me up to my feet and helped me
to the bathroom. Joshua was in the shower already. He propped me against the
wall till he had finished then we both stepped in. I let him wash me all over,
then take me out and dry me off. I was in a complete daze or totally drunk, I
couldn’t make up my mind which. He led
me into a bedroom and laid me out. In moments I was fast asleep.
Chapter 9
The following morning I was awake before
anyone else. Quietly I exited the house and drove back to the farm and straight
to work without bothering to go home. Work was busy and stopped me dwelling on
the weekend. It was not till I arrived
home at the end of the day that questions began to fill my brain.
David was there and worried over my
absence. I had told him I would be back on the Sunday and I hadn’t rung to tell
him any different. Seeing how upset he was made me kick myself for being so
thoughtless. With all that had happened, it made me feel a little emotional
that here was someone concerned about me and I hadn’t given him barely a
thought.
In bed that night my mind kept going over
the events at Brians. It didn’t make me feel excited
when I remembered any detail, but somewhere along the line I really needed to
take David. Not once, but as I tossed and turned in a sleepless night, I woke
him three or four times. Taking him was like
trying to work something out of my body. After cumming I regretted each
occasion, there was no satisfaction in doing so.
I was awake long before my alarm clock
went off and I nudged David out of his sleep. He looked really tired and I felt
guilty at disturbing his rest so many times. He had his usual glorious morning
hard on, so to try and make amends, I went down on him. At last I received some
pleasure, his familiar cock in my mouth brought a strange kind of comfort and
my tension began to evaporate. After he
came, I stayed put keeping him in my mouth like I never wanted to let him go. I
was already late for work when I let him slip out and we went to shower.
Finally I left for work feeling much better than my previous state.
Very quickly the events of the weekend
were pushed from my mind. Occasionally I would think about them, specially of Joshua’s big dick and how I could possibly have
taken such a thing. But not often, David became the focus of home and any
daydreams outside of work.
Four weeks later I received a phone call,
one that was not welcome.
“Mark, how are you old boy? I say, you
will have to visit and see what I have brought from
I assured Brian I would, but put down the
phone thinking just the opposite.
I had been able to forget about that
weekend, but after this phone call, it all came back to haunt. More than that,
I found myself getting hard when I thought of what had happened. Up till now I
had felt angry with myself, disgusted that I could be so depraved. Still, I
didn’t go to see him, but I was no longer able to keep memories from springing
to mind at inappropriate moments.
A couple of weeks later, I was talking to
Martha. She was cajoling me to get out more. They were going to the Club in Limuru the coming weekend and she pushed me into saying I
would go.
Still apprehensive about going,
nevertheless I agreed and made plans to set off at the same time as them.
Once there, I quickly began to enjoy
myself. Meeting different people was a tonic. Fred and Martha seemed to know
all of
Around
“Mark old boy, just the man I wanted to
see. Come over here for a little chat”
Before I could make an excuse he was
apologising to Martha for taking me away and pushed me out of the group to the
bar.
“Here old boy, what you having? Vodka
isn’t it?”
I nodded, nervous about how this would
develop.
“Cheers!” he chinked our glasses. “So glad
you could get down to the Club”
He began a conversation that disarmed my
apprehension completely. Telling jokes, running over local
farming issues, giving a bit of gossip about other people in the bar, all very
innocent stuff.
It was after
“How about you come back to my place
tonight?”
“I’ve taken a room here” I told him. I
noticed Martha and Fred had already retired and almost all the group I’d been
with had dispersed.
“Nonsense old boy,
won’t hear of it. These poky old places they call rooms, you are coming back
with me.”
I tried to tell him I had drunk too much
to drive, as had he. His forcefulness was convivial and open, everyone could
hear him inviting me and it would have been embarrassing to decline, with no
good reason to back it up. Being so open about it, he had me.
I drove my Land Rover as carefully as I
could. Luckily at that time of night there was nobody about. Once at his place
I could see he had spent part of the night here, empty bottles of whisky were
on the side and the place was quite untidy.
Joshua had fallen asleep on the sofa as the TV blared
a local channel. Brian kicked him awake.
“Wake up you bloody drunk” he cursed.
That was ripe coming from him.
He made for the bar and poured more
drinks. Pushing Joshua off the sofa he had us seated as before. That in itself made me shiver. Joshua yawned and scratched himself, finally he sat on the floor next to Brian.
“Oh yes, almost forgot” he said putting in
a cassette to the Betamax.
But this time he was full of himself and
continued to chat away. It gave me an excuse to pry my eyes away from the film
being played out on the box. It was sex again, men and women in an orgy.
As he talked, I began to wonder why he had
brought me here and what was so imperative that I come and see. Surely it
wasn’t just another film, I could gather that. I became curious as to what it
might be.
I could see Joshua starting to fall asleep
again and it was already two in the morning. Brian on the other hand was more
than lively but I could tell from the conversation that his mind was jumping
around all over the place.
Either I had to sleep or the reason for
coming here had to be explained.
“What exactly did you want me to come here
for?”
“Here?” He thought for a moment seemingly
totally mystified.
Making me jump, he kicked Joshua
viciously.
“Oh yes, what has come
over me. Move you lazy bastard and get them. Get
them both now!”
Joshua wondered what had hit him before
getting up and going out of the room.
“Fancy, me forgetting a
thing like that.” He gushed. “Joshua
still has his contacts, so we went up to
I still didn’t know what he was on about,
but didn’t have to wait long. Joshua pushed two youths into the room quite
obviously still sleepy. He brought them over and stood them in front of the
sofa. They looked between Brian and me nervously.
“Kissing cousins these, Amer the tallest
is nineteen and Ahmed is eighteen. You can see why I fell for them, cant you?”
Yes I could, their faces were extremely
good looking. Ahmed’s body was very nice, well proportioned and finely defined.
Amer on the other hand was quite thin and undeveloped. In fact he looked by far
the youngest.
“Bloody gorgeous aren’t’ they? But that’s
it, no equipment, nothing. Ahmed can be a bit of a nymphomaniac but his cousin
is anything but. Quite a let down in fact.” He sat
quiet a moment then said under his breath. “Yes, have to get rid of the
buggers.”
Pulling Ahmed closer he pulled down his
shorts. He motioned for Amer to do the same. I shared their embarrassment in
being exposed like this. Ahmed naked was a fine sight. Not a tall youth he was
a perfectly made dark brown male. Even if he didn’t have the dick required by
Brian it balanced with the rest of him. Amer was smaller in that department and
I felt a little sorry that he didn’t have any benefits apart from a cute face.
Brian took hold of Ahmed’s dick, which was
springing to life. Not fat, it was about six inches long and cut, as was his
cousin. He took his hand back and undid his trousers, kicking them across the
floor. He pointed to his dick and Ahmed got down on his knees to suck. I noticed that Amer also sprung to life as he
watched. He was slightly smaller than his younger cousin both in length and width.
A far cry from Joshua and David for that matter.
Brian said something in Swahili to Amer.
“Doesn’t speak English either, but this one can” He patted the head as it
bobbed up and down in his lap.
Amer came over and stood next to me at the
corner of the sofa.
“Get your pants off man” commanded Brian.
I undid them and Amer pulled them down. We
watched each others eyes. Another command from Brian and he got on his knees
and took my soft dick into his mouth. Softly he nursed it to standing. I
stroked his head and back and closed my eyes. His skin was fine and smooth like
David.
“Enough, enough” shouted Brian and stood
up.
He pushed Ahmed around and bent him over.
Without much preliminary work he roughly pushed himself inside. I watched poor
Ahmed’s face screw up in pain and thought Brian quite the bastard.
A minute late and he appeared to be
enjoying, he looked to me a few times and grinned. Brian perspired heavily as
he laboured at his rear.
I pulled Amer up a little so that I could
reach his dick and stroke him. The fact that he wasn’t big was nice, it fitted
into my grasp easily and his balls were like small eggs. Apart from a small
crown of short hair above his dick, everywhere else was totally smooth.
Not wanting to cum, I pulled him off my
dick. You would have thought he had done something wrong by the look on his
face. I smiled and had him stand next to the sofa arm. I wanted to suck on his
dick and lick those smooth little balls. I heard him groan in pleasure and his
groin gyrated into my face. Not being very big was ideal for letting my tongue
run all over and fully inside there was no danger of choking.
Although my first impression was not favourable, I began to enjoy this part of
him very much.
Brian grunted loudly and I knew what he
was doing. Then the sofa jumped as he fell back. I didn’t look, Amer was much
more interesting.
Another mouth went over my cock and I
squinted sideways to see Ahmed. I pushed him off, if I
came it would spoil things for me. Moments later my leg was pushed back and I
could feel something at my hole. Before I knew it, someone was going inside. I
knew it had to be Ahmed, for it went in so easily. I glanced around and saw it
was.
My excitement was from Amer, the dick
going in and out was nothing at that moment. There was no pressure, no electric
tingling that I had come to associate with having a dick inside me. Perhaps he
was just too small.
I felt Amer begin to shake. He said
something to Ahmed who immediately changed his rhythm. He began to whack into
me, his hips banging with the speed of a machine gun. Although I couldn’t feel
his dick before, the jarring of my guts as he slammed me sent out waves of
pleasure. He could do it after all. Amer’s hand gripped my head firmly and I knew
what was coming.
There was a word between them, then my
mouth filled with his juice. Ahmed fair pounded my arse and then I felt him too
let go. But the biggest surprise was still with Amer. From those little balls
and small dick came a massive torrent of juice which was by far the sweetest I
had yet to taste. He came and came, even after his body stopped thrashing I
could feel little surges of juice being expelled. I really didn’t want to let
him go.
When I did our eyes met and although
nothing was spoken, there was a language that said we both enjoyed it
tremendously. Ahmed meanwhile was grinning fit to bust and his dick remained
standing. They went to each other whispering no doubt about what had just
happened.
“What a show!” said Brian.
“Bloody good, what?”
I smiled back sheepishly.
“Now my turn” he leered, and fell over me.
I hadn’t expected this, least because he
had just fucked Ahmed. But he was in me like a shot, drunk or no. Being opened
minutes before let him in without difficulty and I soon found myself enjoying
and pushing back against his thrusts as he found my nerve centre.
In mid fuck, he told Joshua to get over
here. I found his big dick before my face, conjuring
up all those times the thought had tormented me these last weeks. Without
instruction from Brian I went about trying to devour him and have myself
skewered from both ends.
When Brian came, he pulled Joshua out of
my face and back on the sofa. He had me up on my knees this time and I had to
admit, I couldn’t wait to get something back inside me. He called out for Ahmed
again, who came running from the bathroom. Pushing him to the end of the sofa,
I found my mouth around his dick. He was soft and freshly washed, but within
ten seconds as hard as steel.
Joshua filled me up completely, his big
hands keeping me firmly in the position he required. It was if I was coming
apart at the seems and I really loved it. Ahmed didn’t
let me suck, he fucked my mouth. I knew I was pleasing both of them and that
turned me on like a man possessed. I pushed against the thrusts of Joshua and
opened wide and sucked hard for Ahmed.
It felt incredible, pleasure taken to a
new dimension.
They both came and pulled out leaving me
craving for more. I had to see what it would be like to suck Joshua and let him
drown me. I defiantly wanted to drink more from Amer and I needed Ahmed
jack-hammering me once again. And if Joshua was up for any more after sucking,
then so was I.
I became drunk on lust and out of control.
I got everything and more during the
course of the night. Brian had Ahmed another time but then didn’t do anything
but stage manage the rest of us. When he was too
intoxicated to get hard again, he became abusive. At first it washed off like a
bad joke. On one hand he encouraged us on yet at the back of it all he was
resentful in some way. He became particularly derisive of the two cousins and I
really hoped they had no idea what he was on about.
Dawn was breaking as we became too
exhausted to do any more. We all lay around falling asleep. Brian roused himself and came over.
He squatted near my face, rubbing his
dirty cock from screwing Ahmed across me. He was trying to force it in my mouth
but I wouldn’t open. I had had enough.
Something snapped and he exploded in
anger, slurring out. “You’re a fucking cock sucker Mark Preston. I knew I’d
have you when you first walked into the Club. Knew you would like to your arse
fucked and suck on dick. You’re a fucking slut that’s what you are, now suck
mine!”
I refused, his words left me dumbfounded
and feeling cold inside.
“Come on Mark, you know you like cock” he
urged suddenly changing to his usual charming tone.
I was in his house and had been doing
exactly that. His outburst upset me but felt I was in no position to argue.
Better get it over with and think about what to do later. I opened my mouth.
His dick slipped inside and I sucked. From
not being able to get hard before, he came within a few minutes and flaked out
across the sofa.
Quickly I grabbed my clothes and went to
the bathroom to wash. I leant against the mirror wondering who exactly it was
looking back. I didn’t return to the lounge, instead I crept out the front door
and into my Land Rover. A few miles down the road I pulled over to the side as
my stomach quaked.
Running to the nearest tree I threw up.
I sat down near where I had puked, burying
my head in my hands. Where did all this
start? I was a normal male, or so I had assumed. But it quite suddenly dawned
that I had been doing it for quite a long time. Without
realising. How could it be possible?
At what point did I change, where did all
this begin? The question churned over and over begging an answer.
Chapter 10
I arrived back at the bungalow and spent
an hour in the shower. Eventually I had enough and went to bed. Sleep came
immediately. The next morning I was up for work early and surprisingly feeling
good. Some thoughts at the back of my mind were setting me up for being sick
after doing all those bad things, but in fact I felt fine with no ill effects
whatsoever, not even a trace of a hangover.
Over the next couple of days I came to the
decision that whatever had happened, I would not change my attitude to David.
If I found enjoyment doing what we did, so be it. He had transformed my outlook
since coming to
If anything good came out of that visit to
Brians, it was that now I loved David. I knew he was
a wonderful man before, now I realised that in so many ways, his personality
and humour, his work and of course, in the bedroom, he was truly a one in a
million.
On Wednesday night, my phone kept ringing.
Each time I picked up the receiver and said hello, there was silence and then
the line cut. It happened at least four times and began to annoy.
The fifth time it rang, I grabbed it
sharply.
“Hello, Mark Preston here. Can I help
you?”
There was a cough at the other end, then I
could faintly here someone talking but not into the phone. I wondered if it was
from
“Hello, Mark
“Mr. Mark. This is Ahmed. I found your
wallet.”
“Oh thanks Ahmed, I was wondering where I
lost that, has my work permit and drivers license in it. Just give it to Mr.
Brian and he will pass it on.”
“I found your number in the wallet Mr.
Mark. We need your help.”
“Why, whatever is wrong?” I asked puzzled.
“It’s Mr. Brian,
he gets very drunk and beats us. He is going to do something very bad to us, he
said so.”
“What did he say Ahmed?” I knew he could
be aggressive, I had seen it myself but I wouldn’t have thought he would do
someone harm. Still, I didn’t know him very well and I knew it must be bad for
these two to phone me.”
“He say we are no
good and will throw us out. But first he will put on a special show for his
friends”
There was a silence. Horrible visions
flashed into my mind and I knew immediately why they sounded terrified.
“He is angry with Amer, you know he is
small. He say he will have Joshua use us both, and
some other men he is bringing. He might kill me, I know they will kill Amer.
Nobody but me been with Amer.”
“Can’t you go back home to
“We have no home Mr. Mark” he sobbed. “We
lived on the street. Mr. Brian gives us food and some clothes, but no money. He
has friends in the police, he would tell them to catch us.”
I could imagine he would too.
“Can we come to you? We will work if you
have any. You need houseboy?”
“Let me think about it. When does Mr.
Brian go out?”
“Every day he go
to his parents for lunch”
“And Joshua?”
He always sleeping till the afternoon”
“Okay Ahmed, you phone me tomorrow around
lunch time. I will be home and you can use the phone when nobody is around.”
“Okay Mr. Mark, tomorrow then.”
I put the phone down stunned. Brian the bastard. I had a good idea of the little show he
would put on. Have Joshua take Ahmed, that would split
him in two. And Amer, he was so tight my little finger could not enter. Yes,
they would kill him for sure and drunken Brian would not be able to stop
laughing.
Urgently I called David into the house and
told him straight out. That weekend with Brian, how he had found two youths
from
Far from being upset, he couldn’t stand
the thought of letting them stay with this Mr. Brian for a minute longer than
necessary. We would work something out as to who would do what. In my own mind
I wanted David to move up and use his abilities, with the house taken care of I
would be able to think about something for him.
The next day Ahmed called again. I could
tell by his voice that he was frightened. I told him I didn’t want to be seen
at Brian’s house, so to take some of the money from my wallet and catch a bus
to Limuru. I would meet them outside the Post Office
there about six o’ clock. I thought it should be enough time for them to get
into town.
He sounded overwhelmed and was crying
thank you over and over into the phone as I rang off.
Later that afternoon I set off with David
for Limuru. We arrived just after six and I drove
slowly around the Post Office half a dozen times without seeing them. I was
almost ready to give up and go home when David spotted two youths. It was them,
but not in front of the Post Office instead down the side street. I pulled in
and they jumped in the back carrying a plastic bag each. Ahmed looked frightened
and his eyes were darting about looking out of the windows while trying to
disappear into the seat. I introduced David and they quickly slipped into
Swahili explaining what had happened. In turn he told me things he thought I
should know. As we got back to the
bungalow it was dark.
“Your wallet Mr. Mark” said Ahmed, “I
almost forgot it. We took 150 shillings for the bus.”
I took it and checked for my license.
Everything was there. I gave him 1200 shillings for both of them in case they
wanted anything, including enough to leave. I didn’t want to start off with
them thinking I owned them. I told him we would sort out a job later and he
would have money from that too. His eyes opened wide and he ran off to jump on
Amer and rattle off the news.
Over the next few days, David checked with
me about various ground rules for them, but apart from that he handled
everything. They lived in one of the servants rooms. For part of the evening
they came into the lounge and joined with whatever we were doing, but for
eating and sleeping they kept to themselves.
Surprisingly it was Amer that wanted to
work in the garden. Anyone would have guessed physical work would be the last
job he wanted but it was the opposite. Ahmed meanwhile was shown the ropes
about cleaning the house and the Land Rover and he took to it like a duck to
water.
I think after a couple of weeks had passed
we had all relaxed. The boys seemed not to worry about Brian finding them
anymore and for me they actually did work about the place so I didn’t feel
guilty about passing them off as houseboys or anything.
Amer didn’t stay at being a gardener for
long. We had the tea being shipped out to the docks and were short of workers
for loading. I suggested that he might like to work at the mill and he jumped
at the idea. So every morning I dropped him off as I drove past and he walked
back in the evening. When the crop had been shipped out, Fred Simpson commented
on what a good worker he was and asked if I minded if he stayed helping out at
the mill. I ran it past Amer and he was over the moon about it. Maybe he had
been short of food living on the street, or just a late developer, but I could
swear he began to fill out soon after he came to us.
One night I was working on some papers and
David was reading a book. He put it down on the table and moved up close.
“I’ve been talking with the boys. They
really like you, you know. They told me you were the nicest man that ever went
to Brian’s house. In fact, you have treated them better than anyone they have
known.”
I felt myself going red. I put down the
papers wondering what was coming next.
“They enjoyed being with you at Brian’s
and asked me if you wanted to be with them again?”
“What!…” I was
left groping for words.
I never spelt out what I had been doing at
Brian’s but inferred that I had been part of something, something about sex. I
didn’t feel the need to give anything in detail.
“They told me about it. I’m glad you were
nice to them like you are nice to me.”
He moved in and kissed me.
“You are a really good man. Good for me”
he whispered.
We kissed again and hugged. His eyes went
dreamy and I knew he was horny. Slipping out of our clothes we made love
passionately, then vigorously.
He lay on me as we caught our breath.
“Ahmed says they would like to join us if
you want them to.”
“What do you think about it?”
“I know they are not going to steal you
from me, so it might be fun.” he grinned.
“I don’t know” I wondered aloud. “I would
feel really nervous with you being there.”
He leaned in and kissed. “Don’t worry, I will take care of you”
Nothing happened immediately. On the
following Sunday David had got up to make some coffee. I stayed in bed in that
half asleep, half awake mode that could consume hours if I let it. I heard
David return and the coffee mug setting down at the side of the bed. He went
round to his side and I felt him slide in and across next to me.
“Drink your coffee before it goes cold” he
said softly.
I stretched and opened my eyes, leaning up
on one elbow to take the mug. But I didn’t. There at the side of David was Amer
and Ahmed stifling giggles at the look of surprise on my face.
David pulled me over bringing me down
between him and Ahmed.
“Thought we would surprise you” he
laughed. “Did we succeed?”
“What? Is it Christmas? Is it my
birthday?”
“Yes” said David, “It’s a special day, it’s our day, the four of us.”
“Any gifts?
Any presents? I laughed.
“Here’s one” said David, stabbing his dick
into my bum cheeks.
“Here’s another” laughed Ahmed and pushed
his into my stomach.
I laughed and laughed and still managed to
get hard.
David worked his dick inside me while Amer
went down sucking Ahmed. Then Ahmed pushed him off and put him on all fours.
With some effort he entered him and gave me and David something to watch.
Amer’s face contorted in what looked like agony. Then it broke and he opened
his eyes and grinned. Then in a second he closed them again and looked in pain
once more. Made me wonder if there was really a line between
pain and pleasure.
When we had finished, I felt really
wonderful. Ahmed flopped back on the bed exhausted for a moment. Then he jumped
back up.
“You, you, take him, take him.”
He pushed Amer around to spoon against me.
I didn’t think I could knowing how small he was.
“Quick, quick before he goes small again.”
Urged Ahmed.
Amer pushed back eager to take me. It was
hard getting in and I nearly gave it up. All the pushing and shoving was making
me wilt, but suddenly I popped in. He gave a shriek, so I froze.
“Okay, okay now” he said and speared
himself.
His little bum worked itself
to and fro and left me without anything to do except receive the pleasure. He
worked himself around and around, up and down, gripping me like a vice. David and Ahmed spoke a couple of words, then David crawled over us to Ahmed.
Ahmed lay down opposite his cousin with
David spooned in behind him. Slowly he worked his way into Ahmed and once there
the two boys came together to suck each other while David and I had their bums.
We could both see each other’s dicks go in and out of the boys which made it
incredibly exciting. We all felt the electricity and came off as close together
as was possible to do. The only thing I was jealous of was Ahmed getting Amer’s
juice and not me. But there was plenty of time for that later in the day.
Far from being nervous about David seeing
me have sex, I found it an amazing turn on to watch him screw Ahmed, as I did
to see Amer suck his dick. We had an
orgy that lasted the whole day. They all had me many times and I had everyone
else. By the time we got up it was dark already. My balls and body ached and my
bum was sore and it was painful to walk, but I felt fantastic and I couldn’t
imagine anything better than what had brought it all about. I looked back for a
moment, thinking some of my weekends with Dianne had been great, but nothing I
ever did with her compared with this. Yes, life here was truly heaven.
…………
“Morning Mark.”
“Good morning Fred.”
“Been anywhere this weekend? Me and Martha went to the Club.”
“No, stayed at home Fred.”
He tutted, “A
young man like you should be off every weekend instead of stopping alone in
that house. You must be bored out of your mind!”
“Its okay Fred, I like it there, a bit of
reading, the garden, peace and quiet. You know?”
He laughed. “You must be mad!” Chuckling
to himself he went about his business.
If he only knew! I liked Fred and Martha a
lot, but mustn’t give them a heart attack.
The End