Chapter 2: The Next Day

I was showing Paul how to tune the gears on his bike the next day before three o’clock, and we could hear the H boys playing football in their garden. I checked my watch and said, “Right, I’m off for that ride with Bill. See you later!”. Paul grunted and he started adjusting his front brakes. I grabbed my bike, push it up the path and rode off down the road.

I was back, as suggested, for three thirty, but Paul was nowhere to be seen. I gently pushed through the hedge, only to meet David on the other side. He put his fingers to his lips and whispered, “Follow me, and don’t make any noise. Oh, and be careful not to stand on any twigs!”. He set off down the garden, towards the big trees we’d been behind yesterday, but instead of going through them, he skirted to the left, up the raised flower bed I’d been standing on the steps of yesterday.

We ended up behind a wall, and David led me along a path beside it, until I could see a gate back into the main garden ahead of us, entangled with dead ivy. David held up his hand and then gestured me forward to come beside him as he squatted by the gate, looking through gaps in the ivy, but hidden from the view of anyone on the other side.

The patch of lawn we’d been doing our dirty deeds on yesterday was on the other side, and John and Ian were there, as was my brother Paul, although I’d never seen him like this!

John was lying on the grass on a blanket, and Paul was naked, bouncing up and down on top of him, facing his feet and mostly towards David and I so that our view was really clear. John’s big fat cock was plainly visible sliding into and out of Paul’s anus as he bounced up and down on it. Paul’s cock was quite a bit bigger than mine, and it was very stiff and swaying from side to side, with his hairy balls swinging as he fucked himself on John’s cock.

Standing beside John and Paul was Ian, who was naked. Paul was sucking Ian’s cock and wanking him as he did so. My jaw dropped and I turned to look in amazement at David. “How dirty is that?” he asked. I shook my head in wonder and turned to watch some more.

“Do you want my spunk Paul?” asked Ian.

“Oh yes!” said Paul, “Shoot your spunk all over my face!”, as he swapped the hand he was using to wank Ian’s cock to wanking his own.

“Is there anything else you want Paul?” asked John, who was grunting as Paul repeatedly impaled himself onto his cock.

Paul moaned, saying “Oh God yes! After you’ve spunked all over my face and into my mouth, piss all over my face to clean your spunk off Ian, and let me drink some of your dirty piss too!”.

I looked at David in shock. He whispered, “Your brother is very, very dirty!”. I nodded, and looked back through the gate.

Ian had pulled his cock from Paul’s mouth, and I watch as he wanked it until spurts and spurts of spunk shot all over Paul’s face, lots of it going into Paul’s mouth. As it did so, Paul’s own spunk started shooting from the end of his cock, splattering onto John’s legs and spurting onto the blanket. It was amazingly exciting watching my own brother get fucked, sucking cock and being spunked all over by other boys.

Paul moaned, but kept on bouncing up and down on John’s fat cock. Ian stood back, then he knelt down and took Paul’s cock into his mouth, sucking some of the still spurting spunk from Paul’s cock, allowing Paul’s cock to fuck his mouth as he bounced up and down on John’s very stiff one. Paul moaned again, saying, “God I love you sucking my cock while I’m being fucked by your brother, but I need piss Ian! Give me some piss!”.

Ian stood back up and moved round to stand in front of Paul, being careful not to block our view. Paul hunched forward and I got a great view of his spunk splattered face, with a look of dirty lust on it that I never thought I’d see, as he began playing with his own cock again. Ian pointed his cock at Paul’s face.

Paul opened his mouth and Ian began to piss. I had never imagined seeing one boy drink another boy’s piss, and thought that it must taste bad, but Paul seemed to revel in it. He let Ian’s piss wash all over his spunk-covered face, often letting it spurt straight into his mouth and swallowing it, then he reached forward and pulled Ian towards him, taking Ian’s still-squirting cock into his mouth, gulping the dirty liquid down as fast as he could.

David whispered “Your brother really loves drinking piss!”. I was amazed at what I was seeing, but also amazingly turned on by hearing about my brother’s dirty ways.

We both look back through the gate, as John said, “Are you ready for me to shoot spunk up your bum Paul?”. Paul looked down at his stiff cock and he grunted, “Oh yes, shoot you spunk up my dirty anus John. Give me a big load that I can keep up there to drink later!”. I looked back at David, who nodded, saying quietly, “Paul likes to have spunk shot up into his bum, so that he can spurt it out into his hand so that he can suck spunk mixed with his bum juices.”

Wow, Paul was much dirtier than I could possibly have imagined he’d be!

I looked back to see that John and Paul had changed positions. Paul was now on all fours, with John fucking him from behind. We could see Paul’s stiff cock and hairy balls dangling and swaying as John fucked him from behind as he looked back at John. John was now pistoning his fat cock deep into Paul’s rectum, with Paul pushing back to allow even deeper penetration of John’s cock. John was panting hard and was obviously getting close to spunking off. “I’m cumming!” gasped John and I could see Paul’s face change to a look of joy as the older boy shot spunk deep into his anus. John slowed his fucking motion as his spunk shot up inside Paul’s bum, until he stopped fucking and just held Paul impaled on his big, fat cock. Paul, with spunk and piss stains all over his face and a very dirty satisfied look on it, said “Wow, John, that was so dirty!”.

John then said, “Come on Paul, time for you to clean my cock off”. John slowly withdrew his cock from Paul’s anus, and we could see it glistening with spunk or Paul’s anal juices, or both. John stood up and went to lay down in front of Paul who looked very happy to be presented with a stiff boy’s cock fresh from it spunking up inside him. He took John’s stiff penis into his mouth, sucking the combination of spunk and bum juice off it. Seeing my own brother with John’s cock in his mouth, sucking and slurping at it, and probably sucking the remains of John’s spunk from his cock suddenly gave me very strange jealous pang; I wanted to be sucking John’s cock, tasting John’s spunk again and enjoying how dirty it felt to be doing those things. Wow, maybe I had been turned into a dirty little cock lover like John had said after all!

“When are we going to try to get Michael involved in our dirty games, John?” Paul asked, as David and I watched him clean John’s cock, both of us with a great view of his gaping anus, where John’s fat cock had stretched him open, with a few drops of spunk oozing out of it. John looked down as Paul sucked, and said, “Well, maybe we’ll leave it for a little while. Why, are you desperate to suck his cock Paul?”. Paul grinned, saying “Oh yes, I can’t wait to have my little brother’s cock in my mouth and mine is his, but I want you three to take the first step to turning him from a boring school boy into a cock-hungry pervert like me”. “OK,” said John, “we’ll leave it until the summer holidays, then I’ll come up with a plan”. David grinned at me as he whispered, “It’s a bit late for that, isn’t it?”. I blushed as I thought about how easily the three H brothers had made me first play with and then suck cock and get a taste for dirty spunk.

Paul took John’s cock out of his mouth, and he began slurping his tongue right up John’s shaft, then he said “I really want to do a brotherly 69 with Michael until we both spunk off and drink each other’s spunk, that will be so cool!”. John and Ian grinned, and Ian said, “You are a dirty boy Paul, aren’t you?”. Paul grinned and nodded in agreement.

Once Paul had given John’s cock a thorough cleaning with his mouth, Ian handed Paul a damp cloth and the three boys began to wipe themselves down, and would soon be dressing. David gestured to me, and we went back down the path and up the garden to the gap in the hedge.

As I was about to push back through to our garden, David touched my arm and said quietly, “John asked me to remind you that you got two loser points in the game yesterday, and that none of us got any, so you know what that means, don’t you?”. I’d completely forgotten about the game, but the memory of it came flooding back; “Yes, I remember” I said “Does that make me the loser?”. He nodded, “Yep. So, according to the rules of the game, as you got the highest score and as we all got the lowest score, we can each choose a forfeit for you, can’t we?”.