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Subject: It started With A Gloryhole 2 (Adult/Youth) This is the second part of a short series describing the fictional adventures of twelve-year-old Tim. The word ‘fictional’ is important. None of it actually happened — it’s fantasy, and anyone who has difficulty distinguishing between fact and fantasy should seek urgent professional help! My other stories on Nifty may be found here: https://www.//gay/adult-youth/rory-pushes-his-luck/ https://www.//gay/adult-youth/three-men-in-a-boat/ Please donate to Nifty if you fty/donate.html It Started With A Gloryhole 2 (Adult/Youth) Mb MMb Tim’s final lesson on Thursday afternoon was English — taught by Mr Samuels of course. Tim had only encountered the teacher a couple of times in passing since the conversation in which he had offered a ‘helping hand’, and Tim was so embarrassed about it that he could hardly look Mr Samuels in the eye! He managed to occupy a desk at the very back of the room so that close eye contact could be avoided. The class was set a test — just proof reading a printed story, and marking up and correcting any spelling, punctuation or any other mistakes. Mr Samuels wandered up and down between the rows of desks, occasionally stopping to give a helpful suggestion to those pupils who needed it. He crouched down next to Tim and whispered very quietly — inaudible to anyone else – “How’s the little problem we discussed the other day Tim?” Just hearing that caused Tim’s penis to start to rise, and when Mr Samuels reached in and gave Tim’s lap a little squeeze, it went to full erection in seconds! Tim was terrified and glanced around to make sure no-one was paying any attention. “Wow, Tim. You’re quick on the trigger aren’t you!” Tim felt himself blush furiously, but said nothing. “Have you thought about what I said about giving you a helping hand, Tim? I bet you have, but maybe a little scared about doing anything about it. Why not be brave, Tim, and stay back at the end of the lesson”. Tim still said nothing, but felt quite disappointed when Mr Samuels’ groping hand left his lap as he continued his wandering up and down the aisles. As the clock on the classroom wall ticked round closer and closer to the end of the lesson, Tim began to feel very nervous. Would he go ahead with this? After all he’d already let Mr Samuels grope the front of his trousers, so was it such a big step further to let the teacher touch him properly? He was certainly very aroused. His penis was very stiff and it would be very difficult to leave the classroom without some of the other kids noticing. When the bell rang and the rest of the class hurried to put their stuff away and leave for the day, Tim took his time. He stuffed his books into his school bag and, when there was no-one left except Mr Samuels, he shuffled towards the front of the room holding his bag against his crotch. He stood in front of Mr Samuels looking down at the floor. “Come closer, Tim, and put your bag down” instructed the teacher, and Tim complied revealing the evidence of his erection tenting out the front of his trousers. “Look at me, Tim” said Mr Samuels, and Tim raised his head to look into his teachers kindly face. “I think I know what you want Tim. A helping hand, right?” “Tim nodded and whispered almost inaudibly “Yes please Sir”. Mr Samuels placed an arm around Tim’s shoulders and guided him through the door into the walk-in store cupboard. He flicked on the light and shot the bolt to secure the door. Standing to one side of Tim he again held the boy by the shoulder, but his other hand stroked down across his chest and tummy and sideways onto his hip. It continued down the front of his thigh, then turned in and the fingers stroked up his inner thigh until they reached his crotch. Tim shuddered slightly and was so aroused that he thrust his hips forward so that the hand brushed up over the fly. His cock twitched within the confines of his trousers and underpants and a moan escaped his lips. “You like that don’t you Tim”. It was a statement not a question, but Tim nodded his head vigorously. “Shall I undo them now, so I can feel inside?” Mr Samuels whispered close to Tim’s ear, the feel of his breath causing Tim to shudder. “Yes please Sir!” Tim pleaded in desperation, and thrust his hips forward again. Fingers fumbled with the top button, and pulled down the zip. With little help from the teacher they fell to the boys ankles, revealing white briefs severely distended by Tim’s rampant erection. Mr Samuels slid his fingers under the waistband to touch bare flesh, then wrapped them around the hot hard shaft. Tim cried out in ecstasy at the first touch and his body sagged as those fingers started to stroke. He looked down and watched the movement under the fabric of his briefs. “Shall we get rid of these too, so I can see your cock, and you can see what I’m doing to it?” “Yes please Sir” Tim pleaded again. He felt them slide off, and looked down to watch his cock being wanked. “Can you cum Tim?” Mr Samuels asked. Tim nodded. “When I was at school we used to call it ‘spunking up’. Will you spunk up for me Tim?” “Yes please Sir. Please don’t stop.” Mr Samuels stroked his other hand from the boy’s shoulder, down his back and onto his bum. Tim felt a finger slide down the crease and caress his hole. This was a new sensation, although he knew from watching gay porn that bums featured a lot. He was afraid that Mr Samuels might want to fuck his bum, and that scared him. But the finger just brushed across his hole over and over as his cock was being wanked faster and faster. “Sir! Sir! I’m going to c ….. O God SIR!” And his legs gave way and Mr Samuels had to steady him with the hand on his bum and finger caressing his hole as his cock shot thin spunk about two feet in a violent jet. Tim felt that finger replaced by a thumb which pressed slightly into him and his sphincter clamped round it as his cock jerked out another jet. Just before Tim’s cock jerked again Mr Samuels pushed that penetrating thumb deeper into Tim’s clasping hole, to touch some sort of magic spot inside, which gave even greater impetus to the next spurt which flew across the narrow space to splatter against karşıyaka escort a shelf. The intensity of each eruption, spurred on by the broad thumb pad massaging inside him, caused Tim to cry out and pant uncontrollably. Gradually the convulsions in Tim’s body, and the movement of Mr Samuels’ fist and thumb, slowed and diminished. Eventually the thumb was withdrawn carefully, leaving Tim with a feeling of vague emptiness, although his cock continued to be held gently as it lost some of its rigidity. “Come on young Tim” Mr Samuels said, “we’d better get you dressed now.” While Tim stood submissively, Mr Samuels pulled up his briefs and trousers, zipped him up, and clutched his still trembling body in an affectionate hug. As he stroked the boy’s soft blond hair he said “Thank you, Tim, for letting me do that for you — it was a real privilege. And I think you liked it too, didn’t you?” Tim nodded and replied “Thank you too Sir. It was awesome. And you were right — MUCH better when someone does it for you.” Mr Samuels put a finger under the boy’s chin and lifted his face so he could look into his eyes. “You’re a very special and VERY sexy boy, Tim. And I’d love to do that again for you any time you want.” “I don’t think I’m anything special Sir, but I’d love for you to do it again too.” Later that night, as Tim lay in bed, he realised he had a lot to think about. There was that new sensation of Mr Samuels’ thumb massaging that spot inside his bum which had really intensified his orgasm. Of course he had seen stuff on porn sites where guys were fucking each other, but he had assumed that it was just about the pleasure the guy who was doing the fucking got from it. But as he thought about it more he realised that the guys being fucked seemed to be enjoying it too. Was it because the cock doing the fucking was pushing against that spot where Mr Samuels’ thumb had been, he wondered? He had always felt a bit turned off watching a big cock being rammed into another guy’s arse — thinking that it must hurt like fuck! Now he wasn’t quite so alarmed by the idea, and decided that he would watch more closely in future. Perhaps he would try it on himself with something the right sort of shape, but maybe smaller – something like a carrot — and perhaps if it was made slippery with something like cooking oil it wouldn’t hurt at all. And he wondered what it would be like to actually touch another person’s cock, and even suck on it like Simon and Ken had done to him. With such thoughts jumbling around in his brain Tim finally fell asleep in his usual position — on his side with one hand holding his penis. Saturday morning and Tim was awake early. His mind was full of anticipation for his meeting up with Simon and Ken. He hoped they would want to do what they did in the toilets — both suck him at the same time, one on his cock and the other on his balls. Each time he thought about how that had felt he got a hardon. But he had his anxieties too. Would they be disappointed that his cock was so small, even when hard, or that he had so little hair down there? He knew there were guys who preferred boys like him, but maybe the attraction of him in the toilets was just a one-off and they would rather really have big adult cocks and balls to play with. He didn’t want to disappoint them and wondered how he could make himself seem sexier. Mr Samuels said he thought he was sexy and special, but maybe he was one of those men who particularly like boys Tim’s age, but for Simon and Ken he might be just a bit of a diversion and they really liked big hunky guys best. After he had a shower he was trying to decide what to wear. He thought he had nice-looking legs so he decided on shorts, especially as it promised to be quite a warm day. He tried on a pair of gym shorts from last year. They were quite figure-hugging round the bum, but the legs were quite loose and short, exposing most of his thighs. Feeling very naughty, he decided he wouldn’t wear any briefs, figuring that if they wanted to get inside his shorts it would make it easier. His Mum was working the weekend shift at the estate agents so he knew he had the whole day to do whatever he wanted, and he told her he was meeting up with some friends — which was true to a certain extent. He obviously didn’t tell her that they were two adult friends who he hoped would want to do sexy things to him! He was twenty minutes early at the bus stop where he’d agreed to meet Simon. He sat on the nearby bench and watched the people passing by. Now that he suspected that he was actually quite attractive to certain men, he noticed that a few who passed by gave him more attention than others. He wondered what they were thinking as they stared at his bare thighs, or the two inch gap he exposed between the waistband of his shorts and the hem of his T-shirt while pretending to scatch an itch on his tummy. Were they imagining what he would look like naked? Or even maybe how much they’d like to touch him or suck his cock! Just those thoughts were enough for his cock to start to stiffen, which he made no effort to hide — enjoying even more how some men tried to pretend that they weren’t staring at his crotch! A small red car pulled up beside him and he saw a man lean over to open the passenger door from the inside. Of course Tim hadn’t really had a proper look at Simon’s face before, but he was pretty sure that the guy in the car was him — confirmed when he called out “Hi Tim. Get in quick before I get in trouble for stopping at a bus stop”. As they pulled away from the kerb Simon glanced over. “Wow! Even sexier than I remember! You look good enough to eat!” Tim felt himself blush furiously and thought that eating him was exactly what he hoped! But he just said “Thank you, but I’m nothing special really.” “Well I think you are, and I’m sure Ken will think the same.” Simon reached across and dropped a hand on Tim’s bare thigh, causing him to gasp and tense up, but he soon relaxed and enjoyed the touch — even more so when Simon’s fingers stroked up the silky skin to the hem of Tim’s shorts. “Remember what I said on the phone Tim? Whatever we do must kartal escort be only what you want. Anything that you’re uncomfortable with or unsure about you must tell us and it stops straight away. Ken and I both get our pleasure from giving boys like you as much pleasure as we can, understand Tim?” The boy nodded, and was acutely aware of the fingertips that were softly stroking his inner thigh, so close to his balls. His penis was already fully erect inside his shorts, and Simon glanced across and noticed the outline in the thin fabric. He moved his hand to gently grasp it, and Tim let out a soft moan and spread his legs a little, hoping that Simon would explore a bit more. But they were about to pass a parked double-decker bus, and anyone on the top deck would be able to look down and see what Tim’s hand was up to, so he moved it back to the steering wheel. By now Tim was so turned on that he wouldn’t have really cared much if people saw! But Simon pointed ahead and said “There’s Ken. Because this car is only a two-door, you’ll have to get out so one of you can get in the back, but you’ll have to be careful about that nice hardon you’ve got going there — it’s pretty obvious! Ken won’t mind of course, but other people might be a bit shocked!” Tim opened the door and climbed out. Ken said “Hi Tim. Glad you could make it.” He pulled him close in a hug and spoke quietly in his ear. “You’re looking very sexy Tim, especially with that hardon poking out the front of your shorts. Has Simon had a feel already?” Tim just grinned and nodded, then tilted the passenger seat forward so he could clamber into the back. As he did so he felt a hand, Ken’s he guessed, insert itself between his thighs from behind and fondle his balls. “O yes, very nice Tim, and we’re going to have such fun together aren’t we Simon.” “We sure are! And I’ve already told Tim about the rules — that we do nothing that he doesn’t want, that right Tim?” Tim nodded again as Ken climbed into the back to sit beside him. “My house is only about 5 minutes away, so you’ve a little time to get better acquainted,” Simon said as he pulled away from the kerb. One of Ken’s hands immediately slid across onto Tim’s bare thigh, then into his lap to feel Tim’s erection through his shorts. With the other he grasped Tim’s wrist and pulled it over to his own lap. Tim could feel the big, hard adult cock through the jeans and gave it a tentative squeeze. Speaking in hardly more than a whisper, and close enough to Tim’s ear that he could feel the man’s breath, Ken asked “Have you touched a man’s cock before Tim?” Tim shook his head and gave it another gentle squeeze and felt it pulse strongly between his fingers. Ken sighed and slid his fingers up inside Tim’s shorts leg to directly fondle his balls. “O my!” he exclaimed, “Guess what Simon — Tim’s going commando so I guess that’s a sure sign that he’s keen!” Tim blushed furiously, but realised that he had made the right choice! “You really liked what we both did to you in the toilets, didn’t you Tim? You know, when we both sucked you at the same time?” Tim just nodded, and kept his hand in Ken’s lap. “And that’s why you came today, isn’t it? Because you want us to do it again?” As he said this, Ken had reached further up into Tim’s shorts, and the boy had opened his legs further to make it easier. He gasped as he felt fingertips touch his stiff cock which twitched strongly in response. “Don’t worry Tim. Simon and I would love to do that again, and other stuff we know you’re going to like, but this time without that wall in the way.” Tim squeaked as those fingers closed and stroked up and down his cock, and his own hand became busier in Ken’s lap. They had reached a street of new-looking ‘town houses’, each of 3 storeys. At ground level there was a garage door which opened automatically when Simon pressed a button on a hand-held remote, and he drove straight in and the door lowered behind them. At the far end of the garage was an open door which was obviously a laundry room and another that would probably lead outside. Simon led the way though a door to the left into a kitchen — all shiny worktops and stainless steel appliances — and at the far end a dining area with a large glass-topped table surrounded by eight chairs, and glass sliding doors leading to a patio and lawned garden beyond. “There’s a loo through that door if you need it,” said Simon to Tim, “but this house has got so many loos I lose count!” he joked. “Living room’s on the next floor”, and he led the way up some stairs followed by Tim, then Ken, who was ogling Tim’s delicious little bum. He couldn’t resist reaching out and giving it a little squeeze, which made Tim jump, then giggle. Furnished with expensive-looking leather furniture and low glass-topped tables, the floor was pale green carpet and there were abstract paintings on the walls, a cabinet holding bottles and glasses and a large screen TV with an expensive audio system beneath it. At the far end sliding glass doors led onto a balcony overlooking the garden, and an open door revealed a smaller room with a desk, bookshelves and computer. “That other door there is — yes you’ve guessed it — another loo! The bedrooms and bathrooms, and more loos, are upstairs again. I don’t need a gym — all these stairs keep me fit!” Ken, obviously quite at home here, had taken a seat at the end of a long settee, and gestured for Tim to come and sit beside him. Simon sat the other side. “This is more comfortable than the market toilets isn’t it Tim? But none of my loos have holes in the walls!” Tim giggled again, then gasped as each man laid a hand on both his thighs. “Remember what we said Tim — anything you’re not happy about just say so,” and he moved his hand up into Tim’s lap and felt the boy’s cock get instantly get fully erect. Ken slid his hand between the boy’s legs, which Tim swung open, to fondle his balls. “You OK so far?” Simon asked, and Tim closed his eyes, sighed and nodded. “Stand up Tim,” Simon quietly instructed, and he positioned the boy directly in front of him. Ken also stood and took up position behind kastamonu escort Tim. “Ken and I would love to have a good look at you, naked is best. Is it OK if we undress you?” He looked down at the floor and, although a little embarrassed, nodded shyly, and was acutely aware of the tent his stiff cock was making in his shorts. While Ken steadied him from behind Simon lifted first one foot, then the other and removed his trainers and socks. Ken took the bottom of his T-shirt and pulled it up while Tim obligingly lifted his arms so it could be taken right off. Both men began to stroke his chest and tummy and sides, and Tim thought he might collapse with the intimacy of it — especially when he felt fingertips brush over his nipples. He’d never really thought about them being sensitive before, but now it was as if there was some sort of direct connection between them and his genitals. His cock was twitching and his balls were drawn up tight to his body, and he had an urgent need to be touched there. “OK if I take these off now?” asked Simon, leaning forward to take the waistband between his fingers. Tim was panting with lust and nodded furiously. They slid down and Simon pulled the front out so the waistband didn’t get caught up on the boy’s erection. Right down to his ankles and Tim stepped out of them. He was now completely naked and placed his feet apart for better balance. Ken ran his hands down Tim’s sides to his hips, then onto the cheeks of his small tight bum and round to his tummy and up over his chest. Simon sat back a little and allowed his eyes to drink in the boy’s beauty, and focused in on that steely hard and slightly quivering cock. Maybe a fraction over four inches and with a partially retracted foreskin to reveal the slightly darker hue of the shiny taut skin of the glans, it had an upward curve that made it appear even more rampant. His balls were clutched tightly against his body and as he watched intently, Simon saw Ken’s hand reach through from behind, between the boy’s legs to stroke fingers around the tight sac, which caused Tim to shiver with expectation. “My God you’re beautiful!” breathed Simon, ” and SOO sexy! Has anyone told you before how incredibly sexy you are?” Tim remembered Mr Samuels calling him sexy, but there was no way he was going to tell these two men about that! When Simon stretched out his hand and wrapped his fingers around that o-so-hard penis, Tim thought he was going to faint with pleasure and threw his head back and let forth a long moan. The little lips at the tip gaped slightly and the tiny pink tube glistened slightly in the light. Simon held the rod quite firmly at the base and milked up the length. A teardrop of clear fluid appeared. Simon groaned with lust and his mouth watered. He held the rod still, leaned in and licked away the little jewel. His taste buds exploded as he savoured the very slightly tart flavour. When Tim felt the tongue on his sensitive knob he knees very nearly gave way, but he was supported from behind by Ken’s arms — one around his chest and the hand between his legs. “Please please!” he croaked, and Simon slid his lips slowly, so very slowly, down the four and a bit inches to the base, then applied suction as he slid them back up. His whole body was trembling and his cock twitched inside Simon’s warm mouth as he sucked up and down the length at a gradually increasing tempo. “Make me cum — please make me cum!” the boy pleaded. “All in good time sweet boy” Simon responded, and encouraged Tim to kneel on the settee, straddling his waist and pushing his cock into his mouth. Leaning forward and supporting himself with his hand on the back of the settee, Tim started to move his hips back and forth, effectively fucking Simon’s face, Ken knelt on the floor behind the boy and parted his bum cheeks with his hands. Tim felt breath and then warm wetness as Ken licked with the flat of his tongue from behind the tight scrotum, across the boy’s perineum, and up the crease to his quivering hole. Tim cried out “OH!… Oh! … Oh! …” as that slippery tongue poked and penetrated into his sphincter and beyond. Tim recalled Mr Samuels fingering him there, but this was even more intense. Simon opened his mouth wide and captured the whole of Tim’s scrotum into his mouth along with his pulsing penis and sucked and pulled as though he wanted to suck them off his body — the mix of slight pain and intense pleasure causing young Tim to cry out again and again — while Ken’s tongue stabbed with increasing rapidity into his anus. Tim plunged his hips back and forth into Simon’s sucking mouth, and back against Ken’s mouth and tongue. He was totally out of control and his whole body convulsed and shook as his orgasm rapidly built. “I’m gonna … gonna … CUM! NOW!” and the men redoubled their efforts, their moans sending delicious vibrations where their mouths worked furiously, and Tim yielded his body to the inevitable. A deep animalistic growl accompanied a tumultuous eruption as the muscles in his groin convulsed and forced a violent jet of semen into Simon’s mouth, and Ken’s probing tongue was gripped simultaneously by contractions by the boy’s sphincter. It went on and on — continuing long after the jets of semen ceased, but eventually all three came down to earth again. Tim’s body still shook as the men withdrew their mouths and Ken sat on the settee and between them they hugged and caressed Tim’s shaking body, stroking his face and hair and kissing away the tears that streamed down his cheeks. He clung to them like a limpet but gradually started to relax. “So, sexy boy, how was that?” whispered Ken into Tim’s ear. “It was … it was… it was … pretty good actually!” croaked Tim. “PRETTY GOOD! Is that all you can say!” Tim giggled. “Well actually it was by far the best thing that’s ever happened to me really”, and he stretched his face up to each in turn and kissed their cheeks. “Thank you” he whispered. After a few minutes Tim sat up, a naked boy between two fully clothed adults. “Um …” he mumbled and looked down as if too embarrassed to say what he wanted. “Come on lad. Um … what? Spit it out!” said Simon. “Well … um … ” and his voice dropped to a whisper. “I want to see yours now — both of yours,” and he reached out to their laps either side, felt their cocks in their trousers and gave them both a squeeze. “Of course you can Tim. Why don’t we go up to my bedroom — it’ll be even more comfortable there.” (To be continued ….)

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