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Tim very big in fact. He checked his watch. It was twenty past one. The journey had taken them fifty minutes.
As soon as Tristan had parked the Range Rover, they got out. After taking two shopping bags from the back, they headed towards the house.
*quot;What are the other guys who come here like?*quot; Finlay enquired.
*quot;Oh!*quot; Drew said, smiling. *quot;I think I*quot;ve met them all, and they*quot;re very nice! A lot like us, really.*quot;
*quot;Before we let anyone get near this place, we check them out pretty thoroughly,*quot; Tristan explained. *quot;It doesn*quot;t matter how cute the kid is; we need to be sure that they*quot;re going to fit in. We don*quot;t take bullies, loudmouths, misfits or anyone who wants to play rough.*quot;
*quot;Back in the summer, you met Brad and Craig, didn*quot;t you?*quot; Drew queried.
*quot;Yeah!*quot; Finn agreed. *quot;They were great!*quot;
*quot;Well, that*quot;s how everyone is, pretty much, so you*quot;ve got nothing to worry about!*quot;
They made their way inside and headed to the kitchen, depositing the shopping bags on one of the worktops. Finlay looked around. He was impressed. Everywhere was clean and modern, and appeared to be very well looked-after.
*quot;Thanks!*quot; Tristan said, smiling. *quot;Now why don*quot;t you show Finn around and explain what*quot;s going to be happening?*quot; he added, addressing himself to Drew. *quot;When you*quot;ve done that, take him to the changing room and give him his uniform. The others should be arriving by then.*quot;
*quot;Sure!*quot; Andrew responded.
After passing through a large lounge area, Drew led the way upstairs and into one of the bedrooms. The room was large and airy, and was furnished with a double bed with a small bedside cabinet on either side, an armchair and two other chairs. An internal door led to an ensuite wet-room.
*quot;This is nice!*quot; Finn said, smiling.
*quot;Yeah!*quot; Drew agreed. *quot;They*quot;re all like this. Brad*quot;s done an amazing job!*quot;
*quot;Cool! So how many bedrooms are there?*quot;
*quot;Eight. The last two were only finished a few weeks ago. We don*quot;t need that many at the moment, but if any new people join, it*quot;ll be good to have somewhere to put them.*quot;
Drew sat down on the side of the bed, indicating for Finlay to sit next to him.
*quot;Okay,*quot; he said quietly. *quot;Because you*quot;re new, today you*quot;ll be initiated. Once everyone*quot;s here, Daddy will ask you to pick one of the older boys to go with. You can tell who the older boys are because we have a black logo on our shirt. It means we can cum.*quot;
*quot;I want to go with Craig!*quot; Finn said, grinning.
*quot;Yeah, that should be cool! Anyway, once you*quot;ve picked an older boy, Daddy will then pick two daddies; one to go with you, one to go with the boy you picked. He*quot;ll then ask each of the other daddies to pick one the remaining boys. Do you understand it so far?*quot;
*quot;I think so.*quot;
*quot;Right! The next thing that will happen is that the boy you picked will have sex with you while everyone else watches. After he*quot;s finished, you*quot;ll go with the daddy that Tristan picked for you, and the boy you were with will go with the daddy that Tristan picked for him. And like before, everyone else will watch.*quot;
*quot;Wow! So where do we do this?*quot;
*quot;I*quot;ll show you in a bit. Just to finish off. After you*quot;ve done that, you, the boy you were with, and the two daddies have a rest. You can have a shower too if you want. While you*quot;re doing that, the other daddies will come up here with the boys they*quot;ve picked.*quot;
*quot;Is that it then?*quot;
*quot;Not quite! When they*quot;ve finished, we have a break. The daddies have tea and cakes; we get ice cream and cola. After that, it*quot;s our turn to pick which daddy we want to go with. All you need to know is that because you*quot;re the newbie, you*quot;ll get the first pick.*quot;
*quot;Right!*quot; Finlay paused for a moment. *quot;Do any of the other daddies have really big ones?*quot; he asked, almost in a whisper.
*quot;Only one, and you won*quot;t have to worry about him. James only goes with the older boys.*quot;
*quot;Oh, right! So has he been with you?*quot;
*quot;Not yet, mainly because I*quot;m not here that often. Is there anything else you want to know?*quot;
*quot;I don*quot;t think so.*quot;
*quot;Okay, let*quot;s go!*quot;
As they headed back downstairs, Finlay realised that the lounge furniture had been rearranged. Against one of the long walls, the largest sofa had been turned into a bed, with the headboard on the right-hand side. It had been covered with a sheet and dressed with four pillows. The other sofas and chairs were now facing towards it.
`That must be where we*quot;ll have to do it!*quot; Finn realised, his heartbeat suddenly quickening. He followed Andrew into a changing room. It was nice, Finn thought, laid out in a similar way to the one at school, but with a much better finish. Standing next to one of the benches, Craig and another boy were getting changed.
*quot;Hi guys!*quot; Drew said brightly. *quot;Great to see you! This is Finlay. It*quot;s his big day!*quot; He turned to his brother. *quot;Finn! You*quot;ve met Craig, and this is Mark.*quot;
*quot;Hi!*quot; Finlay said, greeting the lad he*quot;d not met before. *quot;Good to meet you!*quot;
*quot;You too!*quot; Mark replied, smiling.
Finlay looked the lad up and down. Around 4*quot;9*quot; tall, Mark was quite chunkily built, with strong, muscular thighs. Although not bad-looking, Finn thought he seemed rather ordinary, definitely not the sort of boy who*quot;d cause heads to turn as he walked down the street.
Strolling across to the lockers which were by the left-hand wall, Drew opened the one with Finlay*quot;s name on it, took out a small pile of clothes, and handed them to his brother.
*quot;Strip right off and put these on,*quot; he instructed. *quot;They should fit you. Then put your shoes back on and put your street clothes in there, yeah?*quot;
Finlay smiled and nodded. Putting the clothes on the bench, he began to undress. Once he was down to his underpants, he looked through what he*quot;d been given: white briefs like the ones he wore for school, knee-length grey socks, a white, short-sleeved shirt and a pair of grey school shorts.
After quickly changing his underpants, he put on the rest of the clothes. He noted that although the shorts fitted him well, they were considerably shorter than the ones he usually wore. He grimaced slightly. Although he was happy enough to wear them here, he wouldn*quot;t have wanted to wear shorts like that at school. They reminded him of Trent Whitlock.
Trent, who was in Year Seven, was quite tall and rather scrawny, with long, slim legs. As a result, his school shorts left at least half his thighs on show, even when he was standing up, which made him look very sexy.
Trent didn*quot;t mind at all. He loved sex; it was all he seemed to think about. As well as being Mr Robertson*quot;s boy, he would go with any of the older lads that wanted to fuck him. To put it crudely, he was the school slut. It wasn*quot;t a reputation that Finlay wanted.
After dressing in his new uniform, Finn put his black school shoes back on, finally understanding why he*quot;d been told to wear them for the journey. He looked around at the other boys, noting that their shorts were all as brief as his.
*quot;That looks good!*quot; Drew said brightly as Finlay stood up.
*quot;These shorts are a bit . . . you know!*quot; Finn commented.
*quot;Yeah!*quot; Drew agreed, grinning. *quot;Daddy told me that he and Mr Robertson used to wear shorts like these when they were at prep school. Back then, everyone did!*quot;
*quot;Wow!*quot; Finn answered, smirking. *quot;Sexy!*quot;
As three other boys came in, Finlay checked out his companions. All four of them had a name badge on their shirt. Craig and Drew*quot;s shirts also sported a black crest. Remembering what Drew had told him, Finn realised that this denoted the older boys, ones who could cum.
Just as Drew had finished introducing Finn to the more recent arrivals, another boy burst into the room. A couple of inches taller than Finn, he was stockily built with muscular thighs and an unruly mop of fair curly hair.
*quot;Hi Simon!*quot; the other lads chorused, welcoming the boisterous, late-comer with obvious enthusiasm. *quot;Glad you could make it!*quot;
In response, Simon added to the fun by pulling off his clothes and donning his uniform in barely two minutes. Finn couldn*quot;t stop himself smiling. He already knew that he and Simon were going to be friends.
A few moments later, Tristan appeared.
*quot;Is everyone ready?*quot; he asked.
*quot;Sorry we were late again!*quot; Simon said, grinning.
*quot;Don*quot;t worry about it,*quot; Tristan answered, smiling warmly. *quot;You have a longer journey than anyone else. We*quot;re delighted to see you!*quot; He paused for a second. *quot;Okay!*quot; he instructed. *quot;Please make your way through!*quot;
Inserting himself in front of his brother, Finlay joined the rest of the boys as they trooped into the lounge and lined up in front of the makeshift bed. Tristan followed behind.
*quot;Good afternoon, gentlemen!*quot; he announced. *quot;The eagle-eyed among you will have noticed an unfamiliar face. This is my younger boy, Finlay. I*quot;m sure you*quot;ll make him welcome!*quot;
After pausing for a moment, he turned to Finn.
*quot;Now I*quot;m sure Andrew will have explained how this works,*quot; he said, smiling. *quot;So have you chosen which of the older boys you*quot;d like to be partnered with?*quot;
*quot;Yes, I*quot;d like to go with Craig.*quot;
*quot;Excellent!*quot; Tristan said, beaming. *quot;And to complete your initiation, I*quot;d like to ask Daddy Brad to go with you, and Daddy Keith to go with Craig.*quot;
After a brief pause, Tristan asked each of the remaining daddies to select a boy. As Finn watched, he noticed that the lads all seemed gaziantep escort quite happy, whoever they were partnered with. Finally, the selection process was at an end.
*quot;Okay!*quot; Tristan announced. *quot;Let*quot;s get the show started!*quot;
While Brad and Keith, the two daddies, took their places at the back corners of the bed, Craig and Finlay first removed their shoes before starting to undress each other.
*quot;Nervous?*quot; Craig whispered, grinning at Finn.
*quot;A bit,*quot; Finlay admitted.
*quot;You*quot;ll be fine!*quot; Craig assured him. *quot;Just focus on what we*quot;re doing. Ignore everyone else.*quot;
It was good advice, Finn decided. Focusing on undressing the good-looking teen would be no hardship at all. After barely a minute, they were both down to their underwear.
*quot;Isn*quot;t he small!*quot; Someone in the audience commented.
As instructed, Finn ignored it. After all, they hadn*quot;t told him anything he didn*quot;t know. To murmurs of approval, he expertly pulled off Craig*quot;s white briefs before allowing his older friend to return the favour.
Wrapping his arms around the ten-year old, Craig rolled onto his back. With Finn now lying face-down on top of him, he drew the younger boy into a passionate kiss, producing a ripple of applause.
*quot;You*quot;re doing great!*quot; Craig whispered, grinning from ear to ear.
Finlay smiled back, so totally into it that he*quot;d almost forgotten that they had an audience. Apart from Drew, the only older boy he*quot;d been with was Rob, and they always had to hide away in the school toilets. Much as Finn enjoyed it, they could never get really comfortable, the way that he and Craig were doing. More than that, Craig was more relaxed and confident than Rob. `He*quot;s making everything feel awesome!*quot; Finlay noted.
As they broke the kiss, Finn snaked around, nonchalantly going down on the teenager*quot;s cock. He sucked it confidently, steadily working his way down until he was taking it right down his throat.
As this raised even more applause, Finlay found himself basking in a satisfied glow. It seemed that they hadn*quot;t expected him to do anything as tough as this. Well, he*quot;d shown them!
Although the eleven-inch height difference would prevent them from doing a sixty-nine, Craig had other ideas. Picking up Finlay*quot;s legs, he positioned the ten-year old kneeling right over him. Pushing himself up on his elbows, he began to lick out his younger friend. The audience was now very excited. The two performers were building towards the main event, which they were all keen to see.
Craig worked enthusiastically, but with his tongue beginning to ache, he finally pulled away. Picking up the K-Y, he began to work some into his young partner*quot;s bottom.
In the eight months since his first proper cum, Craig had fucked every one of the younger boys. While Finn was clearly the tightest, he was not concerned. From what he*quot;d been told, over the previous week, Finlay had taken Tristan*quot;s cock a total of three times. If the ten-year old could do that, he*quot;d have no problem taking Craig*quot;s barely teenage prong.
With two fingers up the younger boy*quot;s bum, he slowly corkscrewed them around, in exactly the way that he was always prepared when he was about to be fucked. Finally, he allowed them to slide out. Around the room, there was a buzz of anticipation, the audience eager to see how the boys would perform their final act.
*quot;Have you ever done it in the spoons position?*quot; Craig asked, whispering right into Finlay*quot;s ear.
*quot;Yeah, but only with Kane,*quot; Finn admitted. *quot;He*quot;s not much bigger than me, and he can*quot;t cum yet.*quot;
*quot;Can we try it?*quot; Craig urged, smearing K-Y over his penis.
*quot;Sure!*quot;
*quot;You*quot;ll be on your left side,*quot; Craig added, knowing that they needed to face the audience. *quot;Is that okay?*quot;
*quot;Yeah!*quot;
*quot;Cool!*quot;
Rolling Finn into position, Craig spooned up behind. Raising the ten-year old*quot;s right leg, Craig guided his well-lubed prong onto the younger boy*quot;s hole. Taking a deep breath, he stuffed it in.
The buzz around the room quickly changed from anticipation to pure lust. The teenager*quot;s hard cock was now thrusting in and out of the new boy*quot;s cute little bum, and they had a perfect view.
*quot;Go on, Craig!*quot; somebody called. *quot;Give him a good seeing-to!*quot;
Craig was so totally into what he was doing, he hardly heard him. He didn*quot;t need any encouragement. He*quot;d been delighted when Finlay had picked him, and even more delighted by how eagerly the boy had performed. And now, with his penis buried in the kid*quot;s tight little tunnel, he was enjoying the best fuck of his life! Only Kane, Finn*quot;s pretty blond friend, had even come close.
Finlay was gasping for breath, but it wasn*quot;t because he was in pain. Having Craig fuck him in this position was quite simply the most wonderful, exciting thing he*quot;d ever experienced; he was loving every second of it. He only wished that Rob could fuck him like this, but at school, it just wasn*quot;t possible.
Within a few minutes, the tingling sensation in Finlay*quot;s prick had become so intense, it was almost painful. Suddenly, the dam burst. He bucked violently. Even though nobody was touching it, his dick began to swell and jerk with a life of its own.
*quot;Wow!*quot; a boy in the audience squealed. *quot;He*quot;s having a dry cum!*quot;
At exactly the same time, Finn*quot;s starfish went into spasm, gripping Craig*quot;s penis like a vice. The effect was as swift as it was inevitable.
*quot;Oh fuck!*quot; Craig growled, desperately hanging onto his younger friend*quot;s thigh. *quot;I*quot;m going to squirt!*quot;
To a rumble of approval from the audience, a moment later Finn sensed the teenager*quot;s hot, sticky juice filling his bottom. Although drained, the two participants were elated. It had been a memorable experience for both of them.
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After a few seconds, Craig carefully withdrew, crawling across to the left-hand side of the bed to join Keith. A moment later, Finlay found himself being scooped up by Brad*quot;s powerful arms. He could hardly believe it. Although big and very strong, Brad was amazingly gentle. Sitting across the man*quot;s lap, Finn felt safe and protected.
*quot;You little hero!*quot; the man whispered, lovingly stroking the ten-year old*quot;s hair. *quot;You did fantastic!*quot;
*quot;Thanks!*quot; Finn responded, grinning up at him.
*quot;Did you enjoy having Craig*quot;s cock up your bum? It certainly looked like you did!*quot;
*quot;Yeah! It was epic! Craig was amazing!*quot;
*quot;Oh, he*quot;s a good lad,*quot; Brad cooed. *quot;I*quot;m very proud of him. And I know he enjoyed himself! He really went for it!*quot;
*quot;Are you going to fuck me now?*quot;
*quot;In a few minutes, once Craig*quot;s recovered. It*quot;s okay; there*quot;s no rush!*quot;
Without even thinking, Finlay snuggled right up, resting his head on Brad*quot;s powerful chest. Soaking up the feelings of warmth and affection, he gently fondled the man*quot;s cock, noting that it was about the same size as his daddy*quot;s. `How could any boy not enjoy doing this?*quot; he wondered.
A few minutes passed.
*quot;I think they*quot;re about ready for us,*quot; Brad whispered.
Picking up one of the pillows, he placed it behind him, sitting up with his back to the headboard.
*quot;Okay, turn around,*quot; he instructed, lifting Finlay off the mattress.
Grinning, Finn turned himself around so that he had his back to Brad, his feet on either side of the man*quot;s thighs. Reaching back, he took hold of Brad*quot;s cock. After guiding it onto his boy-hole, he sat on it, steadily working his way down until he*quot;d taken the whole thing.
Around the room, there was another buzz of approval. Apart from Drew and Tristan, nobody had expected Finlay to accomplish that as smoothly as he had. Looking up, Finn found Craig, still on all fours, right in front of him. Grinning, the teenager lowered his head and shoulders, his lips closing over the ten-year old*quot;s prick. A moment later, Daddy Keith thrust his cock right up Craig*quot;s bum.
*quot;Okay!*quot; Brad said brightly. *quot;Let*quot;s give these boys what they*quot;re here for!*quot;
Immediately, he began to fuck. As he drove his cock upwards into Finlay*quot;s tight little bottom, he forced the younger boy*quot;s dick deeper into his teenage son*quot;s mouth. Holding Craig*quot;s head to keep himself steady, Finn observed that Keith was giving his teen friend*quot;s arse a severe pounding. Once again, he hardly knew which planet he was on. The feelings of extreme sexual pleasure simply didn*quot;t belong to the world that he normally inhabited.
At this point, the whole room was alive with excitement, everyone watching intently as thirteen-year old Craig and ten-year old Finlay were remorselessly fucked by the two daddies. It was the first time they*quot;d been treated to a show like this for quite a while. It wasn*quot;t simply that they loved to watch. They all knew that as soon as this was over, they*quot;d go from being mere spectators to being active participants. That was the ultimate!
After little more than two minutes, Finn was overwhelmed, the pleasurable sensations having become unbearable. Instinctively, he tightened his grip on Craig*quot;s head. A moment later, his prick began swelling and pulsing in the teenager*quot;s mouth.
*quot;Ohhhh!*quot; Ohhhh! Ohhh!*quot; he squealed.
*quot;Wow! He*quot;s having another dry cum!*quot; one of the younger boys announced.
Simultaneously, Finlay*quot;s anal ring went into spasm around Brad*quot;s cock.
*quot;Oh, you sexy boy!*quot; the man growled into Finn*quot;s ear.
Holding the lad firmly in place, he pumped several ropes of daddy-cream deep into the ten-year old*quot;s bottom. suriyeli escort
Watching what had been going on in front of him sent Keith right over the edge. Burying his cock as deep as he could, his hot, creamy semen spurted repeatedly up Craig*quot;s arse.
After taking a few seconds to recover, he carefully withdrew, allowing Craig to pull his lips off Finlay*quot;s dick. With nothing now stopping him, Brad gently lifted the ten-year old clear of his softening penis.
*quot;Thanks!*quot; he whispered into Finn*quot;s ear. *quot;I*quot;ve loved spending time with you. You*quot;re going to be a big asset! It*quot;s just a shame that you and Drew can*quot;t come here as often as the other boys do!*quot;
Leaving Finn and Craig on the bed, Brad and Keith followed the other daddies and their boys upstairs to the bedrooms.
*quot;What are they going up there for?*quot; Finn queried.
*quot;Oh, they*quot;ll be going to have a lie down,*quot; Craig told him. *quot;They*quot;ll be back in action a bit later. Bring your uniform and come through to the changing room. We can have a shower!*quot;
*quot;You mean together?*quot;
*quot;What else?*quot; Craig responded, giving the younger boy a blast of his beautiful smile.
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Showering with Craig was Finlay*quot;s idea of heaven. Using plenty of shower gel, the teenager skilfully massaged him all over, including areas that he hadn*quot;t realised were so responsive.
After they*quot;d towelled themselves dry, the boys put their uniforms back on before wandering into the lounge and snuggling up on one of the sofas, gently stroking and fondling each other. For Finlay, it was as though all his Christmases had come at once. He couldn*quot;t imagine that there could be a better way of spending a Saturday afternoon.
After around fifteen minutes, they heard guys beginning to emerge from the upstairs bedrooms. Seconds later, Simon appeared, sauntering over to them.
*quot;I guess you two are boyfriends now?*quot; he suggested, smirking.
*quot;Don*quot;t be silly!*quot; Craig chided. *quot;We*quot;re just getting to know each other a bit better.*quot; He paused for a moment. *quot;I seem to remember that the day you were initiated, when I got back downstairs, you and Ry were sitting right here, doing exactly the same!*quot;
*quot;True!*quot; Simon admitted. *quot;Are you coming through to the kitchen?*quot;
*quot;Sure!*quot; Craig responded.
Getting to their feet, Craig and Finn followed the curly-haired boy into the kitchen where Brad and Keith were ready to serve them chocolate ice-cream.
As everyone reassembled in the lounge, Tristan took Finlay to one side.
*quot;Everything okay?*quot; he asked, smiling.
*quot;Yeah! It*quot;s been amazing!*quot;
*quot;Excellent! Now as I*quot;m sure Drew*quot;s explained to you, because you*quot;re new, you get the first pick. You can*quot;t pick James, because he only goes with the older boys.*quot;
*quot;Yeah, Drew told me about that.*quot;
*quot;Please don*quot;t pick Keith either,*quot; Tristan said quietly. *quot;He thinks you*quot;re too small and he might hurt you.*quot;
Although his size was a sensitive issue for him, Finlay wasn*quot;t going to spoil things by making a fuss; he hadn*quot;t intended to pick Keith anyway.
*quot;Daddy,*quot; he whispered. *quot;Who*quot;s the smallish guy with dark hair?*quot;
*quot;Oh, that*quot;s Ed. He*quot;s Haydon*quot;s daddy.*quot;
*quot;I*quot;ve seen him around the estate.*quot;
*quot;Yes, he does all our electrical work.*quot;
*quot;Cool!*quot;
*quot;Okay everybody!*quot; Tristan announced, calling people to order. *quot;Let*quot;s make a start! As our new boy today, Finlay gets to pick first, so Finlay, which daddy would you like to go with?*quot;
*quot;Ed, please!*quot;
*quot;Okay! Go and join him then!*quot;
As Finn went to sit with Ed, Tristan continued.
*quot;Peter, as you were the last to be picked earlier, you*quot;re next.*quot;
*quot;I*quot;d like to go with you, please!*quot; the boy replied confidently.
Peter was around the same height as Drew, Finn noted, but with rather lank, shoulder length hair, he certainly wasn*quot;t a pretty boy. On the other hand, his long, shapely legs were amazing! Finlay was fascinated by him.
It was only as the selection drew to a close that Finn realised there were more boys than daddies. Drew and Haydon, who*quot;d been the first two boys to be picked in the earlier round, were left to be teamed up in a threesome with Phil, a guy in his fifties who turned out to be Simon*quot;s daddy.
*quot;Are you okay then?*quot; Ed asked, smiling at Finlay.
*quot;Sure!*quot; Finn replied. He paused for a moment. *quot;Do you know the boy that Daddy*quot;s with?*quot; he asked.
*quot;Peter? Yes, of course! He*quot;s James*quot;s son. He*quot;s only just turned twelve, so he*quot;s tall for his age. He*quot;s got a big cock too; I guess that must run in the family. He*quot;s a really nice lad, and very bright! All the younger boys seem to enjoy going with him.*quot;
*quot;Wow!*quot;
*quot;Would you like me to see if we can make up a foursome? We don*quot;t have to, of course. You and I can have a one-on-one if you*quot;d prefer. It*quot;s your choice.*quot;
*quot;I*quot;d like to try having a foursome if it*quot;s okay.*quot;
*quot;Let*quot;s go and ask!*quot;
With his arm around Finn*quot;s shoulder, Ed shepherded the boy to where Tristan and Peter were waiting to go upstairs.
*quot;Hi Tristan!*quot; he said quietly. *quot;Finlay*quot;s interested in us making up a foursome. What d*quot;you think?*quot;
*quot;Peter,*quot; Tristan asked, turning to the long-haired boy. *quot;How would you fancy a foursome with Ed and Finlay?*quot;
*quot;Sounds good to me!*quot; Peter responded, grinning.
*quot;Okay! Let*quot;s do it then!*quot; Tristan agreed.
He led them upstairs and into a room that had his name posted on the door, closing it behind them.
*quot;Okay boys!*quot; he said, smiling. *quot;Undress each other; then show us what you want to do together. For the moment, Ed and I are going to watch!*quot;
After kicking off their shoes, Finn and Peter got to work. In barely a minute, they were down to their underwear. Finlay*quot;s briefs were the first to go.
*quot;You are so cute!*quot; Peter whispered, licking his lips.
Without a moment*quot;s hesitation, Finlay returned the favour. His eyes widened. Peter*quot;s uncut cock was actually a little bigger than Craig*quot;s, both longer and thicker. His balls were larger too. On a boy who*quot;d only just turned twelve, that was impressive!
*quot;Wow!*quot; he exhaled, wrapping his fingers around Peter*quot;s erection. *quot;You*quot;ve got a beauty!*quot;
*quot;Glad you like it!*quot; Peter responded, smiling.
They snuggled up on the bed, where they kissed, fondled and sucked each other. Over the previous few months, Peter had worked really hard to learn how to make his young sex-partners feel good. This was an opportunity to put that into practice.
Finlay thought he*quot;d died and gone to heaven. He*quot;d enjoyed sex with all the boys he*quot;d been with, but by some magic that he couldn*quot;t explain, Peter was better than any of them. He was especially fascinated by the twelve-year old*quot;s hands. Although they were big and bony, the boy*quot;s touch was exquisite. Nobody else*quot;s fingers had turned him on the way that Peter*quot;s did!
*quot;Your hands are amazing!*quot; Finn said, looking Peter right in the eye.
*quot;I think you mean they*quot;re big!*quot; Peter responded, grinning.
*quot;It*quot;s not just that. Your touch is awesome!*quot;
*quot;Thanks! I guess it comes from playing the piano. Touch is really important.*quot;
*quot;Well, I love it!*quot; Finlay declared.
Snaking around, he placed his head on Peter*quot;s stomach. Holding the twelve-year old*quot;s cock between thumb and index finger, he took it into his mouth and began to suck. Very gradually, he worked his way down until he was taking it right down his throat.
*quot;Oh man!*quot; Peter groaned. *quot;Now that really is amazing! Where did you learn to suck like that? I*quot;m going to cum if you keep that up!*quot;
Opening his mouth wide, Finlay allowed the older boy*quot;s cock to slide smoothly out.
*quot;Are you going to fuck me then?*quot; he demanded.
*quot;Is that what you want?*quot;
*quot;Of course it is! You saw me earlier on!*quot;
*quot;Cool!*quot;
Picking up the tube of K-Y, Finn squeezed some onto his fingers and slathered it over Peter*quot;s rampant dick.
*quot;Okay!*quot; he declared. *quot;I*quot;m ready! Can we do it with you spooned up behind me, like when I was with Craig?*quot;
*quot;Well, I*quot;ve never actually done it like that,*quot; Peter said, smiling, *quot;but I don*quot;t see why not!*quot;
As before, Finn rolled onto his left side. Feeling the older boy moving in behind him, he cocked up his right leg. With his target now clearly visible, Peter licked his lips, focusing on the task before him. Within the previous hour and a half, the younger boy had been fucked by both Craig and Brad, Peter recalled, so even though Finlay*quot;s bum was very small, penetration wouldn*quot;t be an issue. He*quot;d just need to be firm and accurate.
Prising Finn*quot;s bum-cheeks apart, he guided his cock head right onto the boy*quot;s rosebud. With one determined thrust, he stuffed it in. As soon as he was firmly inside, he placed his hand under Finlay*quot;s right thigh, lifting it a little higher.
*quot;Oh, yeah!*quot; Finlay moaned. *quot;Now stick it right up me!*quot;
Pushing steadily, Peter readily complied, his penis slowly sinking deeper and deeper into the ten-year old*quot;s tight, velvety tunnel. Finally, he bottomed out, his pubic bone pressed tight against the younger boy*quot;s bottom.
*quot;Oh! That is sooo good!*quot; Finlay gasped.
*quot;Come on, Peter!*quot; Tristan urged. *quot;Show us what you can do!*quot;
Peter immediately got to work, fucking the much smaller boy with long, rhythmic thrusts. From their position at the side of the bed, Ed and Tristan had another perfect view, but from much closer than they*quot;d rus escort been in the lounge. They glanced knowingly at each other, as if to say `This is fucking hot!*quot;
Once again, Finlay was gasping for breath, the sensations even more intense than when Craig had fucked him.
*quot;You love this, don*quot;t you Finn?*quot; Tristan asked, smiling.
*quot;Oh, yes Daddy!*quot; Finlay confirmed. *quot;It*quot;s awesome!*quot;
After barely two minutes, the ten-year old*quot;s breathing began to shorten.
*quot;He*quot;s about to have another dry-cum!*quot; Ed commented.
His timing was spot-on. A moment later, Finn was thrashing around, his penis swelling and jerking with a life of its own, while his starfish went into spasm around Peter*quot;s cock.
*quot;Oh, fuck!*quot; the twelve-year old swore, hanging on tight to Finlay*quot;s right thigh. *quot;Ohhhh! I*quot;m going to cum!
Instinctively, he thrust his cock right in. It immediately sprang into life, several jets of hot boy-juice spurting powerfully into his younger friend*quot;s bottom. After a few seconds, he carefully withdrew, and gently lowered Finlay*quot;s right leg. He was out of it!
*quot;That was most impressive!*quot; Ed congratulated, smiling again. *quot;As hot as anything I*quot;ve ever seen!*quot;
*quot;And you enjoyed it, didn*quot;t you Finn?*quot; Tristan added.
*quot;Oh, yeah!*quot; Finn gasped, his eyes sparkling, *quot;It was epic!*quot;
Turning onto his front, he pushed himself up on all fours. He was leaking, Tristan noticed, Peter*quot;s watery boy-juice trickling down his legs.
*quot;You*quot;d better use the bathroom,*quot; Tristan instructed. *quot;When you get back, you can show Ed how good you are at riding a man*quot;s cock!*quot;
*quot;You mean like I do with you?*quot; Finn challenged, giving his daddy a cheeky grin.
*quot;That*quot;s exactly what I mean,*quot; Tristan answered, lost in admiration for the ten-year old*quot;s spirit.
As Finlay made his way into the wet-room, Tristan put his arm around Peter*quot;s shoulder, drawing the boy across to the far side of the bed.
*quot;It looked like you shot loads!*quot; he said quietly. *quot;Didn*quot;t you cum earlier on?*quot;
*quot;No. I was in the threesome with Phil (Simon*quot;s daddy) and Mark. Well, Phil and I were spit-roasting Mark, but Phil came really fast, so that was that. I didn*quot;t get to cum. Actually, I*quot;m glad I didn*quot;t. Shooting my spunk up Finlay*quot;s arse was unreal!*quot;
*quot;Oh, I see,*quot; Tristan answered. *quot;I noticed that you seemed very focused on giving Finn a good time.*quot;
*quot;Yeah! When I*quot;m with a younger boy, I know that if I give him a really good time, he*quot;ll give me one!*quot;
*quot;Well, that makes sense! What about the older boys?*quot;
*quot;Apart from Ryan, I don*quot;t often go with any of the older ones.*quot;
*quot;Why Ryan?*quot;
*quot;Ryan and Daddy have got this thing for each other. Keith and Ryan come over to ours once or twice a week. We start with me bottoming for Ry while our daddies watch.*quot;
*quot;And are you okay with that?*quot;
*quot;Yeah! Ryan*quot;s really nice, and he*quot;s the only one that*quot;s actually bigger than I am, so I have no problem bottoming for him. Then later on, when we go to bed, I sleep with Keith while Daddy sleeps with Ryan.*quot;
*quot;And d*quot;you like that?*quot;
*quot;Oh yeah! Keith always gives me an amazing fuck! We do it as soon as we go to bed; then we do it again when we wake up in the morning. I love it!*quot;
*quot;Excellent! I hadn*quot;t realised all this was going on!*quot;
*quot;You know Keith said he didn*quot;t want to go with Finn because he thought he might hurt him?*quot; Peter queried.
*quot;Yeah?*quot;
*quot;The thing is that when Keith*quot;s in charge, he likes to have us lying face-down, with a pillow under our hips. If he*quot;d fucked Finlay like that, he would have hurt him.*quot;
*quot;Good point!*quot; Tristan conceded. *quot;Actually, I*quot;d forgotten about that. I haven*quot;t been involved in a foursome with Keith for ages.*quot;
Wrapping his arm around Peter*quot;s shoulder, he drew the boy into a passionate kiss.
A few moments later, Finlay reappeared. Joining Ed, he snuggled right up.
*quot;You*quot;re a remarkable young man,*quot; Ed whispered, stroking the lad*quot;s hair. *quot;I*quot;m delighted that you picked me.*quot;
*quot;Daddy says you do all the electrical work on the estate.*quot;
*quot;Yes, that*quot;s right.*quot;
*quot;I knew I*quot;d seen you there!*quot;
*quot;Your dad*quot;s great to work for. I*quot;m very lucky to have that contract.*quot;
*quot;Well, Daddy says you*quot;re very good too!*quot; Finn responded, grinning. He snuggled even closer.
*quot;Bloody hell!*quot; Ed swore, feeling something poking him in the side. *quot;You*quot;re getting another hard-on!*quot;
*quot;I*quot;m always hard!*quot; Finlay told him. *quot;What are you going to do about it?*quot;
Picking the boy up, Ed placed him kneeling astride the top of his chest. After pushing himself up on his elbows, he set about eagerly licking Finlay*quot;s uncut penis.
*quot;Ooooh! That*quot;s beautiful!*quot; he moaned.
With his hands of the backs of Finlay*quot;s thighs, he drew the lad towards him, devouring his steel-hard prick. After sucking him for a minute or so, he lowered Finlay back down so that he was sitting on the man*quot;s chest.
*quot;Did you like that?*quot; Ed asked.
*quot;Yeah, it was cool! Are you going to fuck me now?*quot;
*quot;Shortly, when those two are ready.*quot;
*quot;I*quot;m going to ride your cock!*quot;
*quot;So I understand! You like that, then?*quot;
*quot;Yeah! It*quot;s awesome!*quot;
*quot;I think Peter and I are about ready to go,*quot; Tristan informed them. *quot;Ed, we need you lying on your back with your head down at the foot of the bed.*quot;
Ed shuffled into position, leaving Finlay watching on. Although the electrician was around the same height and build as Mr Glanville, the man*quot;s cock was much the same size as Tristan*quot;s. `This is going to be amazing!*quot; Finn decided, grinning and licking his lips.
As soon as Ed was settled, he knelt astride the man*quot;s torso, his knees level with Ed*quot;s solar plexus. Still grinning, he reached back, took hold of his adult friend*quot;s penis and attempted to sit on it. Discovering that he was a little too far forward, he shuffled back slightly and tried again.
This time his boy-hole lined up perfectly with the head of Ed*quot;s cock. Taking a deep breath, he pushed down on it until it popped inside. Over the next minute, using a mixture of willpower and control, he worked his way down.
It felt quite different from what he*quot;d experienced earlier. Then, Brad had helped to guide him down, which had somehow made it easier. This time, he was in charge. This was totally down to him. He liked that! Finally, he was fully impaled, his bum resting on Ed*quot;s pubis.
*quot;Wow!*quot; Ed breathed, smiling up at him. *quot;I*quot;m not sure how you managed that! You*quot;re very tight!*quot;
Getting off the bed, Peter turned to Tristan.
*quot;I hope you*quot;re going to give me a really good seeing-to!*quot; he said, grinning. *quot;I totally need it!*quot;
*quot;Really?*quot; Tristan queried. *quot;I thought your daddy would be giving you plenty!*quot;
*quot;Daddy only fucks me once a week, usually on a Monday evening. He*quot;s just too big. I*quot;m always sore for days afterwards. I guess I wouldn*quot;t get so sore if we did it more often, but I don*quot;t really want to. We have our games class on a Monday, and quite often we have to have a shower afterwards. I don*quot;t want to risk my bum looking . . . you know!*quot;
*quot;I see!*quot; Tristan acknowledged.
*quot;You*quot;re not too big though!*quot; Peter added, grinning again. *quot;My bum will be fine by Monday!*quot;
Standing at the foot of the bed, he bent over, resting his forearms on either side of Ed*quot;s chest. With his eyes directly below Peter*quot;s boy-parts, Ed watched intently as Tristan*quot;s penis slowly disappeared into the twelve-year old*quot;s bottom. In response, Peter lowered his head and shoulders a little further, his lips closing over Finlay*quot;s dick.
*quot;Okay, Finn!*quot; Tristan called. *quot;You know what to do!*quot;
Although it was only the third time he*quot;d done this, Finlay knew exactly. Holding onto Peter*quot;s head, he pushed himself up, driving his prick into the older boy*quot;s mouth. He then plunged back down, impaling himself hard on Ed*quot;s cock.
At the other end, Tristan began to fuck Peter with long, powerful thrusts, determined the give the lad the `really good seeing-to*quot; he*quot;d asked for. It was no hardship. Rather like Drew, Peter had a beautiful arse, and although quite big for his age, he was still a wonderful fuck.
`I wonder if he*quot;ll be able to cum again?*quot; Tristan wondered. He knew that Peter had shot loads up Finn*quot;s arse, but as he hadn*quot;t cum before that, he figured that it might be possible.
Reaching down, he wrapped his fingers around the twelve-year old*quot;s teen-sized penis and began simultaneously wanking and fucking the lad. His instinct proved correct. After barely a minute, Peter shuddered from head to toe, his dick jerking into action. As his still-watery boy-juice spurted over Ed*quot;s chest and stomach, his starfish clamped even tighter around Tristan*quot;s thrusting cock.
*quot;Oh yes!*quot; Tristan rasped, his breathing suddenly harsh and ragged. *quot;This is what you want!*quot;
Tightening his grip on Peter*quot;s thighs, he pumped rope after rope of his hot daddy-cream into the youngster*quot;s very receptive bottom. After a few seconds, Tristan carefully withdrew. Standing up, Peter turned to face him.
*quot;Thanks!*quot; he said, beaming. *quot;That was exactly what I wanted!*quot;
*quot;I knew you were enjoying it,*quot; Tristan commented. *quot;You came for a second time!*quot;
*quot;You bet he did!*quot; Ed confirmed, grinning. *quot;He spurted all over me!*quot;
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Having sent the boys downstairs to get showered and changed, Tristan strolled into the wet-room where Ed was towelling himself dry. Stepping under the shower, he felt as though he was floating on air. The day had gone even better than he*quot;d dared to hope. Finlay had handled everything that had been asked of him without giving it a second thought. For such a small, scrawny boy, that was an amazing achievement.