My Fantasy - Chapter 2.1 - John, Pete and Dave By mattbuck matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com
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Codes: MM, MMMFF, Incest (MM), Oral (MM), Feet, WAM (bath)
A few weeks after our grand orgy, and it was Last Day of Teaching at my school. I should explain now that I'm in year 11, and that at this time I'd already had 4 exams. However, most people hadn't had any exams yet, so only now was exam leave beginning for everyone. I had been asked by John to come round with Hayley and Emma after school. Unfortunately, John had a brother, Pete, who was two years younger (13 or 14 at the time). Taller than his brother, with darker hair and complexion (in my opinion not as sexy), Pete's presence pissed me off as it pretty much reduced the chances of any sex to zero.
The day had been good, a couple of people had been sent home for discipline infringements, such as chucking water bombs at year 7s. Hell, I didn't care. They probably deserved it. It was lunchtime, and everyone had rushed into lunch because it was our games day. I finished my lunch, and went out. I was walking past the toilets when I met Dave coming the other way. He licked his lips at me, and whispered in my ear that I should follow him. A lot of people in my year had to get the coaches to the sports field, but I did swimming, which was off today, and Dave did it as well. We therefore had the whole afternoon to ourselves, and a school full of pleasures as yet undiscovered.
You may remember Dave from my first story. He's about 5'6 (4-5 inches shorter than me), with short brown hair in a quiff, and blue eyes. He's not thin, but certainly not fat. In short, he's rather cute, and can play rough whenever he wants.
Dave led me into the toilets, and past the normal area into a boarders' section. He led me into a small room with a bath. I pulled him against me, kissing him passionately. My tongue entered his mouth, and met his own in a battle of passions. All too soon, I ran out of breath, and had to let go. He grinned at me, and ran the water, washing out the bath and turned on the hot tap. He produced a small bottle of bubble bath from a pocket, and tipped it in. The water took on a blue-ish tint, and bubbles started appearing.
Dave stood in front of me, and started stripping. First, the blazer, then the tie, shirt and trousers. To my delight, he wasn't wearing any boxers or pants. I do have to admit that the feeling of your cock on slightly rough material is amazing when you're used to underwear, plus there's the added thrill of doing something "naughty" in public. His cock was half-erect, and was growing by the second as he started undressing me. He performed the same ritual on me, removing my underwear and telling me that I wouldn't need it for quite a while. By now, my cock was standing to attention, and so was his. He turned off the water when it started running cold, and got in, the water rising nearly over the top. I carefully put our clothes on the chair by the bath, and climbed in on top of Dave, the water level rising over the side of the bath, splashing onto the cold, tiled floor below.
As I got on top of Dave, his lips clamped around mine, pulling me into a passionate kiss, his hot tongue probing my willing mouth. Every time we moved, more water splashed out, and the floor was now awash with bubbles. I lay over him and felt his hard nipples rub against mine. Male nipples may not be as sensitive as their female counterparts, but it's still nice to feel them being rubbed by your partner.
I was intensely aware that I couldn't allow myself to come at the moment. As nice as Dave was, I wanted to save myself for the evening, and John's party. I kissed him gently, and told him this. I said that I was willing to make him cum, and let him get me very horny, but didn't want to come. There's nothing like a long-awaited orgasm. If you take it slowly, you get a harder orgasm. He pushed his cock out of the water and into my face. I took a deep breath, and went down on him as he retreated below the water, taking me with him. I licked his tip, and tasted the salty goodness of his pre-cum. I was fast running out of breath, so I put my hands under his bottom, and pulled upwards, blowing bubbles to tickle his cock. As we broke the surface, I started bobbing up and down his cock, licking it all over. Dave kept his arse above the water, letting me use one hand to cup his balls, and the other to probe his asshole. It was very tight, and utterly beautiful. I finger fucked it, to moans of delight as I brought him close to orgasm. I squeezed his balls, and swirled my tongue over the hot tip of his beautiful 6" cock, and felt it throb. A few more swirls and he was coming in my mouth. 5 wads of thick cum hit the back of my throat, and I struggled not to swallow. I removed my mouth from his cock as he sank back into the bath, and I fell on top of him, wanting him to taste his own cum.
In my opinion, there is no greater turn-on than seeing your cum dripping out of your lover's mouth, and then kissing him, and tasting yourself. Dave met my lips, and the cum flowed into his mouth with my tongue. I loved his tongue as it swept my mouth clear of all his cum. I got off him, and got out of the bath, to stand dripping. He got out as well, and we kissed together as the water drained away. We just lay together on the floor, letting ourselves dry. It must have been about 2 O'clock when we finally got up, dried each other off, and went away. We'd got in at about 1:10.
We went and sat in the library together for the afternoon until John came back from games. Before he'd left, I'd specifically asked him not so shower. I left Dave and went the four flights of stairs to the dining hall, where I met John and Pete. We went and stood outside the school gates, waiting for Hayley and Emma to get there. When they arrived, we set off up the road to catch the bus back to John's house. Pete, by the way, was about as tall as John, darker hair (but still golden-brown), but more spiked, and much more tanned.
John's house was out in the suburbs, a larger than normal 2-storey house, with green front and garage doors. According to John, we had the house to ourselves until Friday night. It was Thursday.
We went into the living room, which had a nice thick pile carpet, and wasn't at all tickley. John said that he had a game we could all play on his PC. He took a CD out of an unmarked case. The CD seemed innocuous enough, saying as it did, "Monopoly Install CD". I therefore assumed that he needed to install it. I was quite surprised when a game came up. It looked like Monopoly, but had some subtle changes, such as a naked woman replacing the usual man with top hat. I guessed that this was something John's parents didn't know about. From the look on Pete's face, John hadn't shown his brother either. A startup screen asked us to fill in our names, sexes, and what we were wearing. We then chose counters, and were presented with an agreement that we would obey each direction given to us by the game, regardless of its content. We all agreed, and the game began.
John went first, and landed on the Angel Islington, which he bought. Emma landed on Whitechapel Lane, and I on Pentonville Road, we both followed John's example and bought the properties. It was then Pete's turn. He landed on chance. The game came up with a card: It is your birthday, receive either œ50 or a french kiss from each player. Pete got to choose who gave which. John and I were given the cash option, the girls the kiss option. Pete seemed to especially enjoy Hayley as her breasts pressed against him through her "Manteaser" top. The top used the malteasers logo, just with changed text. Her breasts were pushed flat against his chest as their tongues battled. It was about this time that we realised that the game wouldn't be simple Monopoly: it would be better, and this was only round one!
Hayley had her turn, and rolled a double, first landing on Euston Road, which she bought, and then onto Marylebone, which she also bought. John and Emma then had their turns, they both landed on and bought properties. I pressed the "roll dice" button. A total of 6. I had landed on Marylebone, and so early in the game! I looked up as the screen showed a picture of the Marylebone property card, and a dialogue box opened - pay œ25 or "work". Intrigued, I chose work. A second box opened, I read the text in astonishment. The text said:
You have chosen to work - you must take off Hayley's footwear, and suck on each of her toes for a total of 5 minutes.
I laughed. This was going to be good. I took off Hayley's sandals, revealing the entirety of her beautiful feet. Her toenails were painted a pink-ish red, and looked delicious. John started a timer and I was off. First I sucked on her left little toe, licking it, and sucking it hard. I spent about 30 seconds on it, before spending 20 seconds on each of the three middle toes of her foot. I then moved to the left foot, and repeated it. This left me with two minutes, and 2 toes. I took her right big toe in my mouth and sucked hard. I coated it in saliva with my tongue, then leant back and blew on it. I bit it gently, and moved onto her other big toe. Her toes did taste slightly sweaty, but this made it even better for me. Her toes were exquisite on their own, and they felt even better being wiggled about in my mouth. I sucked hard, and then softly, licked it, then kissed it. I had 30 seconds left, and moved back to her first big toe. I pretended that it was John's cock, and it did taste as good. I bit it gently, as I had so often with the tip of his cock, and ran my tongue all over it. Then to my (and Hayley's) disappointment, John called "Time up!" I got up from the floor, my debt paid, and Hayley's toes covered in saliva.
It was then Pete's turn again. He rolled and landed on The Electric Company, which he bought. The game continued in this way for a while, each player buying property - Pete bought the Water Works, John landed on chance and was assessed for street repairs, Emma bought Pall Mall and Bow Street, and Hayley bought Vine Street, and I bought the Strand. It was John's turn again. He rolled a 6, to land on Pete's water works. If you don't know the rules of Monopoly, the Water Works and Electric Company are a pair - if you own both, and someone lands on either, they owe you 10x the dice roll. Therefore John owed his brother œ60. Maybe John hit the button accidentally, maybe he didn't know who owned the property. Either way, he chose to work the rent off. Pete, horrified, looked at the card on the screen.
John, you must French kiss Pete for at least 60 seconds. If tongues are not used, you will each be fined £1000.
This looked good. John had either to kiss his brother, a remarkably light dollop of incest, or suffer a fine, which would certainly put him out of the game. He firmed his resolve, and drew Pete close to him. His lips opened, and he thrust his tongue into Pete, trying to prise open his lips. Pete finally relented under the pressure from Big Brother, and opened his mouth, accepting John's probing tongue. I watched fascinated as the two brothers, who had probably never been this close since they were babies, tongue-wrestled before my eyes. Their eyelids were open, caressing each other with glances. The timer expired, and they kept kissing, John's sweaty body rubbing his brother's through their grey school-shirts. Finally, they parted, saliva dripping down their chins, and their blue eyes sparkling with lust. I thought that maybe the evening wouldn't be too bad after all.