The tossers averted their eyes and shouted insults at him as the train slid away into the distance.
Like the other two, I was rolling around with laughter, however, I did divert some attention to Joe’s anatomy, he had quite a long knob – about ten inches, but it was thin – about two inches in diameter, he also had massive meaty balls which hung low between his legs and were just begging to be sucked. His pubes were red and completely untamed, they ran down his arsecrack as well, leading the way to his tiny tight hole which winked at us in the sunlight.

Once Derrick had gone out of sight he began to pull them back up but Chris stood up, took hold of his lover’s hands and said,

“Leave em down”

Joe looked in the direction of Me and Mike who were both staring at his genitals.

“You lads mind if I stay naked?”

-Believe me, we didn’t-
“Nah go ahead mate”

He kicked off his shoes and socks and wriggled his trousers and underpants from his ankles. Chris wrapped his arms around Joe’s waist and his hands found the way to Joe’s smooth arse-cheeks, he began to caress them as he kissed his boyfriend passionately on the lips.

Me and Mike just sat and stared as Chris and Joe caressed each other. It was like watching softcore pornography, I was getting really turned on by it. I could see Mike was too, he moved closer to my side and slid his right arm around me. We grinned at each other – it was a pretty weird situation – getting turned on by our two friends touching each other, at least we were sober enough to appreciate it this time.
Chris began to pull off his own clothes, his tee shirt was thrown on the ground to reveal his pale, hairless torso. Joe began to play with his nipples, tickling them with his index finger and then squeezing them between his finger and thumb. Chris was really getting turned on by this, he moved his hands to Joe’s testicles which looked warm and supple inside their hairy sack, Joe had huge testicles and Chris took one in each hand and began to roll them around in his palms. Suddenly he started to squeeze them, but instead of yelping with pain, Joe seemed to really enjoy it. He let out a moan of pleasure and screwed up his face in ecstasy every time Chris did it. Chris broke away from his lips and grinned.

My own hands had automatically found their way to my crotch (as had Mike’s) I was completely transfixed by the sight before my eyes and before I knew it I had unbuttoned my fly and started to fondle myself through the gap. Chris noticed this, and turning towards us with a grin said,

“Fucking perverts”

We all laughed. I think part of me wanted a four-way sex session, but I was more concerned about shagging Mike before I got onto anyone else so I turned to him and whispered:

“D’you wanna go somewhere private and mess around?”
His eyes lit up – it was really cute, he looked like a little kid who had just been promised a trip to Disneyland. I re-buttoned my fly, stood up, and took him by the hand.

“Look guys, we’re gonna head off into the woods – we’ll catch up with you at lunch”

They broke apart for a sec.

“Alrite – have fun…if you know what I mean.” Said Chris
“Yeh, we’ll be doing pretty much the same thing here” added Joe.

I led Mike off by the hand to the edge of the woods nearby. Like I said, Beamish is a huge place, the village is just one small part of it and the rest is made up of woods and fields so there was plenty of space to find a private spot and get intimate. It was also completely empty, so there was no danger of spoiling someone’s family outing by exposing their children to illicit gay sex. They weren’t particularly dense woods and after walking for a few minutes we found ourselves a sheltered clearing with a small river running through it. We sat down together underneath a tree – I wasn’t sure where to begin.

“Look, uh Will, I…I’ve never actually done anything with a guy…or a girl…before, so, I dunno, you…you might have to be gentle with me”

That did a lot to put my mind at rest…

“Well, I’m a virgin too Mike, so I suppose we’ll just have to work it out together”
“Seriously, you’ve never had sex?”
“No…why’s that such a surprise”
“I dunno, I spose cos of the way you came on to me on the second day, I sort of though you were just looking to get laid”

There was a pause, I didn’t know what to say…but eventually…

“I came on to you cos you’re fucking beautiful and I know…I know you’re the one I want to do it with first”

He looked slightly overcome. But then he broke out into a grin and jokingly said,

“You fucking gay or summat?”

We both laughed nervously. I was desperate to get with him but I really needed the right moment to move in. I thought of putting my hand on his thigh…nah, too cliché. Start to undress? Hmm, to direct. Ad I was thinking, Mike was eyeing the river.

“You wanna go swimming?” He blurted out.

-Perfect – an excuse for us to get naked together, I mentally congratulated him for his decisiveness.

“Sure – lets do it”

We began to strip off – a lot more slowly than necessary – probably cos neither of us wanted to be the first to get their cock out. Eventually we both stood facing each other in our boxer shorts which were still crusted with dried out spunk from the night before.

“You ready to show me your dick?” I asked with a slightly shaky voice.
“I think so…why don’t you take my pants off for me?”

I stared at his white boxer shorts, they were tenting considerably in the middle, his right hand was stroking the bulge – hungry to be let free. I moved as close to him as I could and gently kissed him on the lips. He sighed…the smell of his breath which wafted over my face was tantalising beyond belief, I was so in love with him that my chest was aching with desire. He stood there – young and innocent - with his eyes half-closed in ecstacy as I fell to my knees before him – my face drawing level with his hot teenage package. This was the moment I had been waiting for since I had first seen him. I had viewed every part of his body except one…and now my opportunity had come. I reached up with both hands and took hold of the flimsy cotton material around his waist. I rolled them down slowly, savouring every second of my first gay sexual experience. First came his curly deep brown pubes which progressed seamlessly from the treasure trail that ran from his belly button, I took a moment to rub his pubes with the tips of my fingers – curling them around each other…Mike smiled as I buried my nose in them, inhaling their warm, dry scent. He began to run his fingers through my hair (which is very short and blonde), his forefinger found a spot at the back of my left ear and he began to tickle it like I were a pet dog, I lifted my head to stare at his beautiful face and raised an eyebrow.

“Do it” he whispered, “take them off”.

I wasn’t going to wait any longer. I yanked the boxers all the way down to his ankles.

My whole world froze, it was just such a perfect sight. The love of my life stood stark bollock naked in the warm summer breeze with his penis standing to attention and his hands stroking my face. I half expected to wake up at any second.

His dick was beautiful, about nine inches long and 2.5 inches wide. It was covered in the same lightly tanned flesh that adorned his entire body and was ribbed with thick blue and purple veins which were visibly throbbing with passion. His foreskin just about covered his bell end which I noticed was leaking a considerable amount of crystal clear fluid.

I gently brought my hands up to his tool and took the tip of his boner between my thumb and forefinger. He twitched as I touched it, but a reassuring look into his eyes calmed him, allowing me to gently curl back the wrinkled baby-like skin, it came all the way back, distributing itself along the length of his shaft revealing his glistening purple glans.

It was shaped like a bulbous arrowhead, flared and the base and gradually sharpening as it rose to a single point where a miniscule slit was cushioned by two purple guardians. The whole thing resembled a spear, ready to penetrate deeply…I was absolutely desperate to feel it stabbing the walls of my rectum.

I stood up again and looked him up and down, he looked vaguely self-conscious standing naked in the open air, his hands kept straying to his midriff trying to cover himself up, I grabbed him by the wrists and held his arms back so that his pelvis was thrust forward in all its glory.

He was a lot more straightforward about removing my pants, literally tearing them down and throwing them behind him. He looked desperately hungry for me, instead of gently teasing back my foreskin as I had done for him, he grabbed my entire shaft with his fist and yanked it back to reveal my pink helmet. Mike seemed particularly interested in my pubic hair which is straight and blonde rather than black and curly like his, he buried his nose in them just above the base of my pole and inhaled deeply. Then, to my surprise, his tongue poked out of his mouth and began to like them – just like a dog grooming itself, he flattened my hair down with his tongue and saliva before kissing me deeply on my ballsack and standing back up.

We stood there hugging for a few moments, kneading each others arse cheeks with our hands and enveloping each others lips, I worked my way up to his ear with my mouth and whispered,

“Lets swim”

A couple of minutes later we were splashing around in the surprisingly warm water of the smallish river that ran through the woods. Mike giggled and rolled around in the water as I playfully manhandled his naked body. The occasional contact between his thighs and my genitals sent shivers running through my body. It got so arousing that I had to pull away after a while for fear that I would spunk myself prematurely again.
I knew it was time for us to pleasure each other, so, without a word, I took him by the wrist and led him to the bank where we both lay sided by side, our cocks pointing towards the clouds.

“I love you, you beautiful young man”
“Hold me Will”

I rolled over and lay on top of him…

“Ah…you’re poking me…”

I grinned and carefully pulled up my dick so that it lay flat against his stomach.

“Cheers man”

I hoisted myself up on to my knees and elbows, leaning over him with my balls drooping down, gently brushing against his own.

“What do you want to do?”
“I dunno…”
“You wanna go the whole way?”
He looked uncertain…I could see he was frightened.
“Maybe we should start off a bit easier”
I smiled as sexily as I could…
“Sure…we’ll take it as slowly as you want”
“Look, its not that I don’t want to or anything…”
“Mike…shhhh…I’m in love with you, I’ll do anything you want”

He looked so sexy as he lay on his back stroking the soft blonde hair that ran down the centre of my torso between my pecs and abs. I wanted to give everything to him, to make him feel wonderful, I wanted to give him his first ever sexual experience. So I worked my way down his body kissing every patch of skin that I came to, until I arrived at that throbbing, leaking love pole that protruded from between his legs. It stank of urine and sweat, if it had been attached to anybody else then I would have been disgusted, but the fact that it was the property of Michael Skipton, the most radiant, masculine demi-God that I have ever met made it more appealing than anything I had ever seen, smelt or tasted.

I took a quick peek at his face, it was oddly nondescript, scanning the upper branches of the trees above him – probably searching for rare birds – it made me smile. I knew he was waiting for that moment, and I was ready to give it to him.

I had never tasted cock before and that first time was absolutely magical. My plump lips closed around his spearhead which was absolutely covered in sweet, slimy cum. His back arched and he sighed beautifully with his eyes still fixed on the sky. I held still for a second as my tongue flickered over his bell end, flickering in and out of his piss slit which kept leaking pearly white precum. Then gradually my lips slipped down his rod and his spearhead plugged the entrance to my gullet like a cork in a wine bottle. I swallowed and allowed the mucus-covered muscles at the back of my throat to massage it. Mike let out a little shout of pleasure and he moved his hands to the back of my head and stroked my bristle-like blonde hair. I did it again having witnessed his positive reaction with much the same effect. So I continued, doing it over and over again as he literally shouted at the top of his lungs in unbridled passion.

His cock tasted so meaty, the sensation of it took over my whole body, I actually wanted to swallow it, to have it enter my stomach and become part of me. As I was having these thoughts Mike began to scream. Gently at first, little screams of pleasure in between my swallowing actions; then they all ran together so that he was just screaming as though in great pain. Then I felt it. His soft stomach muscles tightened completely and he almost curled up in a ball before erupting inside my throat. I tasted my first Cum.

It was like having a hosepipe in my mouth, I pulled out slightly so that he was cumming directly on to my tastebuds; it tasted so good, like a thick creamy, salty sauce which complemented perfectly the taste of his meat. After a few seconds, my mouth was full and his semen began to leak out and dribble down my chin. I quickly swallowed, gulp after gulp of his love juice until eventually the well ran dry. I knew he loved my pubes so I pulled away and rubbed his cock dry on my hairs. He loved that.
I drew face to face with my lover and he said something I knew he truly meant,

“Thanks Will” He kissed me.
“Mmmm, I can taste my own cum”
“Good innit?”
“Yeh”

We lay there for a few minutes more. I knew he was having that post-coital endorphin rush which makes you sleepy. I didn’t want to rush him but I was damn horny.

“Mike…It’s your turn”

He turned to me and smiled.

“Alright…what’ll it be sir?”
“Same again baby”

……………………………………………………………………

Ten minutes later we were sharing an endorphin fuelled head-rush. Both covered in sticky spunk (Mike had cum a second time whilst sucking me off). He had had a bit more trouble with my knob which is a lot thicker than his, but he managed to fit it into his mouth and went for a more up-down approach than the throat work that I had done on him. Now we were both lying on the ground in each others arms enjoying the experience of our first ever sucking. We lay there for at least half an hour before washing off in the scream and re-dressing. We swapped underpants – it was his idea – he had slightly smaller boxers than me – owing to my more developed muscles – and his pants were cutting off the circulation to my pelvis. The feeling was great.

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We met up with Joe and Chris at lunch, which took place at the museum café in the village. They were looking very smug. I soon found out why.

“Why you two looking so pleased with yourselves?”
“Two reasons” said Chris, “First of all, we both just lost our virginity…”

Me and Mike clapped simultaneously with huge grins on our faces.

“And secondly” added Joe, “We spotted Derrick and his mates on the way down here smoking a joint in the entrance to the mine…”

Chris was silently cracking up…

“and we shut the doors.”

They both burst out laughing.

“Seriously?” asked Mike, “You shut them in there?”
“Yep, they can’t get out cos we closed the latch – that’s why they’re not here”

I shifted around on my seat and scanned the crowd. It was true – there was no sign of them.

“Aww, they’re gonna be fucked off about this Joe…They’ll kill you when they get out”
“Who said were gonna ever let them out?”
“Yeh, plus, they never even saw us doing it”
“They’ll guess who it was though”
“Man, this could get interesting”
“Yeh Will, we might need to use your special skills at some point.”
“What special skills?” asked Mike
“His talent for beating the fuck out of people”

We all laughed – myself quite shamefacedly – remembering Rob lying bloody and half-unconscious on the floor.

“Anyways, what about you guys?..You pop his cherry?” Chris directed the question at me.
“Nah, we’re at the stage you were this morning.”
“Plenty of time to fix that, we’ve got two weeks to get you fellas fucking”
“Don’t worry, we’ll get there”
“You taking it slow them? What’s wrong Mike? – worried about that monster Will keeps between his legs?”

Mike was looking slightly embarrassed, I decided to change the subject.

“Wait, lads, uh, we should probably let Derrick out of the mine – if we get found out they’ll send us home.”
“Alrite Willy” said Chris cockily, “anything to divert attention from your bedroom problems”
“Yeh, alrite Chris, that’s enough”

I think he got the message.

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The four of us took the steam train to the mine; we could hear a lot of knocking and shouting from quite a distance away. They sounded really angry. Chris and Joe started looking a bit nervous, when the time came to open the door, I was elected by popular vote to be the one to do it – that’s the price pay for being the ‘tough guy’. My plan was to undo the latch on the heavy wooden doors and then sprint away as fast as I could so that they wouldn’t see who had done it. The only problem was that they sounded pretty intent on punching to death whoever it was that opened the door. That was why I insisted on having the other three behind me to help me out if things got messy.
I did it as fast as I could, throwing up the latch with a flick of my hand. The door flew open immediately and Derrick’s snarling face glared at me.

“You, ya fucking faggots, I’ll beat you for this”

The four of us sprinted off as fast as we could, pursued by Derrick and his cronies. We followed the track of the railway line as it headed back towards the village. It was fairly exhilarating, we were all laughing loudly and shouting curses back at our chasers.
That was when it all went wrong, Joe slipped and fell. The rest of us didn’t notice at first because he had been at the back. In fact it wasn’t until we reached the village that – panting and breathless – we realised that Joe was gone and we were no longer being followed.
Chris was distraught, we all knew that Derrick could be a really violent guy and it was completely possible that him and his greasy mates could do a lot of damage to Joe. Afetr all, Joe was quite a thin guy – not a fighter. We were all worried, but there was no way of going back to help him – the place was huge and he could have been taken anywhere. I tried to comfort Chris, putting my arm around his shoulders and reassuring him. But nevertheless, he remained genuinely scared. All we could do was wait for the end of the day and confront Derrick as a group when it was time to leave. Hopefully he would be fine. But there was no way of knowing until then.

TO BE CONTINUED...