Jud's penis was now sticking up fully erect. I looked away from Simon,
giving him a wink and looking down at his cradled erection in what I hoped indicated to him I
was prepared to take up his challenge, and examined the hardness I was holding. Holding
Jud was like holding a thick crayon - he was as solid as a piece of wood. His penis was only
slightly thicker and longer erect than it was in its dormant state, but its filling out had
smoothed its entire length and swelled the glans into a hard knob, looking even more like a
shiny reddish-purple apple. The wrinkled collar of his foreskin was now gone and the
circumcision scar was now a circle of dark brown below the pale pink of the newly exposed
skin between it and the glans.
                             "Eight centimetres, Jud," I said, looking at the swollen little head with the
tape measure pressed at its tip. "You are small, but very lovely. Let's get these pants off
you," and I peeled his jeans down his legs. He put his free hand on my head as I leaned
down to slide them off his feet and I felt the hard prod of his penis touch my scalp and saw
him arch in towards me as he lifted each foot to help. The jeans were hard to remove and
each time I tugged a little more off, it caused Jud's penis to slide over my hair. I was aware
of the touch of his little testes on my head and I raised my face, my head coming up between
his smooth slender thighs and nudging under his crotch. He eased back slightly, bringing his
organs onto my forehead and I nuzzled them as I continued removing his jeans, finally
managing to ease them past his sneakers and putting them on the pile behind me with the
other boys' pants.
                             I then sat back on my haunches and looked at the four boys lined up in
front of me. My penis was achingly hard and the urge for relief was becoming more insistent.
What a sight they made, standing there in just sneakers and tee-shirts, four stiff penises
pointing at me, four half-naked boys waiting for me to instruct them. Jud still had hold of
Simon's erection and Chris had taken hold of Jan's superb organ, the monster looking even
bigger in the young boy's hand. Jan had his hand around the base of Chris's penis, his
fingers cupping the still tight testes beneath. They were all looking at each other's genitals
and I could see they were all now over any embarrassment or shyness. They looked as
though they wanted to do more than just look and touch each other.
                              "Well I guess that theory about the size of your feet and the size of your
penises is incorrect," I said to them. They all looked at me and smiled. "I must say you have
all got nice looking equipment, all different, all tempting me. Are you ready to earn your new
sneakers?" Four heads nodded after a couple of reassuring glances passed between them.
My heart was beating heavily. "Okay. First, take off your shirts."
                              The boys let go of each other and stripped their shirts off, baring their
upper bodies to my eyes. They all dropped the shirts onto the floor behind them then stood,
nude but for their sneakers, looking at me and each other and smiling self-consciously. I
admired their slim figures, my eyes moving along the line. Simon's nipples were dark and
quite large on his tanned chest, his pectoral muscles beautifully formed and giving his chest
a fullness lacking in the other three. His upper belly bulged slightly, the rippling muscles of
adolescence just beginning to show. His lower belly was flat and smooth, the few blonde
hairs at the base just visible in the light. Jud still had the body of an immature boy, his
shoulders and chest narrow, his nipples barely discernable, just two nubs of flesh slightly
darker than his olive skin sticking out from the smooth planes of his chest. His belly was
slightly protruberant and curved delightfully down to his bare pubes, his navel a slight indent
in its smooth expanse. Beside him, Chris was a slim paler figure, his chest and shoulders
beginning to fill out, his nipples quite distinct circles of dark pink with a creamy coloured
centre that was obviously erect. His belly was flat and seemed much longer than Simon's or
Jud's, the smooth expanse beginning from the base of his rib-cage to his groin, his slightly
protruding navel the only mark on the pale skin. His uncircumcised penis stuck out neatly
from his pubes, his tight scrotum adding to the smooth look of his nude body. Jan had the
body of a young adolescent, his bones and muscles clearly defined in his shoulders, arms
and chest. He was quite slender, but his adult form was taking shape. His nipples were dark
and I could see a couple of hairs around each one, short and fine like the hair on his pubes,
but a further sign of his maturing. His belly was flat, his navel almost non-existant, just a
small indent. Naked, his penis size seemed to be exaggerated even more because of the
slimness of his long body, and he stuck out firm and large, his testicles hanging heavily
beneath the thick rod. His flared glans was now shiny with leaked juices and I could see a
clear drop of his essence at its tip. There was no doubt he and Simon would ejaculate. Of the
other two boys, I knew Jud couldn't; but I guessed Chris might be able to.
                             "Okay," I said, having to clear my throat before speaking, "Chris, you take
off Simon's shoes. Jud, you take off Jan's." The two boys moved to comply and I sat back to
watch, easing my erection into a more comfortable position inside my pants. I could feel the
dampness in my lap and knew I had been leaking pre-cum quite copiously. I was very near to
climaxing.
                              I watched the two younger boys kneel in front of their mates, delighting in
seeing their naked bodies moving before me. From my position, they had their backs to me
and the sight of their buttocks squatting on their sneaker-clad feet as they began to undo the
sneakers in front of them was extremely erotic. My eyes travelled down their bodies, from
their heads to their bare behinds. They both had evenly tanned backs and I marvelled at the
play of their muscles underneath the brown skin as they worked on the boy standing before
them. Their buttocks were pale, a stark contrast to the tan above, the line of their bathers
very distinct, Jud's running halfway down his backside indicating he wore bikini bathers low
on his hips when swimming. It was a sight I would like to see, the young boy in his bathers,
the crease between his round buttocks tantalisingly exposed above his bathers. As it was, I
was able to see the entire crease between his creamy buttocks now and it was beyond my
wildest dreams. Chris was a little to my right and his untanned hip and left buttock told me he
wore shorts while at the beach or pool. Although I preferred the bikini style, there was
something extremely erotic seeing that broad strip of pale skin dividing his tanned upper
body from his legs, and seeing that white boy backside jutting out like it was at the moment.
                            I watched as they began to remove the older boys' sneakers and socks,
exposing their feet once more to my gaze. I moved in closer so I could see both clearly.
                            "Take them off slowly," I instructed. "And rub around their feet and toes."
                            They did as I asked, drawing Simon and Jan's shoes off each foot leaving
Simon's feet bare and Jan in his socks. Jud eased Jan's socks down, sliding them beneath
his heel and drawing them along and off each foot, allowing his fingers to stroke along the
boy's skin as he did so. Chris had taken Simon's left foot and was rubbing and massaging
around the heel and ankle, holding the foot up from the floor and Simon had his hands on
Chris's head for balance, his erection directly in front of Chris's face. Chris was looking at it,
no doubt fascinated by the drop of liquid glistening on its tip. He made no move to touch it,
probably he had never seen it before and didn't know what it was.
                             That wasn't the case with Jud, though. After removing Jan's socks, he
began massaging the older boy's left foot and toes, lifting Jan's foot until it rested on his
thighs, his toes almost touching Jud's genitals, which were bunched in his lap by the position
he was in. Jan had to hold Jud's head for balance and his huge penis waved in the air near
the youngster's head. It, too, had a drop of pre-cum seeping from its slit, clinging like a clear
pearl from beneath the flared glans. Jud's face was level with Jan's testes, which dangled
loosely below the broad shaft and were swaying with every movement Jan made. Jud was
gazing at them and the underneath of the shaft as he fondled the foot on his leg, easing it
higher until the toes touched his own small erection. Then he leaned back slightly, bringing
himself out so he could see the end of Jan's penis. He must have seen the drop of pre-cum
before he began taking Jan's shoes off, because as soon as he was past the tip of the penis,
he came forward and in one smooth, practiced motion, licked around and up the hard glans,
taking the drop of boy-juice into his mouth. No sooner had he tasted it than he was back at
the older boy's penis, his mouth closing smoothly over its broad head.and his tongue and
throat working in an obviously familiar manner.
                            Jan gasped and almost doubled over as the little boy fastened onto him,
both hands grabbing Jud's shoulders to stop himself over-balancing. His sudden movement
and sound drew Simon's and Chris's eyes, Chris showing surprise when he saw what Jud was
doing. Simon had obviously experienced his brother's mouth many times and he just smiled
knowingly, glancing at me to see my reaction. I moved further forward, my hands going to
the boys' feet, as both Chris and Jud had ceased massaging and touching them.
                            "Why don't you do that to Simon, Chris? I'm sure he would like you to."
                             Chris looked at me, up at Simon, back at Jud and then at the penis
sticking out towards him. "I don't....It....I.....," he stammered, his face going red. Simon had
both hands now in his hair, beginning to exert pressure to bring Chris's face closer to the end
of his erection.
                             "Just put your mouth over the end and suck on it like you would if you
were a baby sucking on its bottle, " I said to him, my hands stroking around the toes of both
boys' feet, touching into the laps of the two kneeling boys and feeling them as I did so. "I'm
sure you'll like it as much as young Jud there."
                             Chris gave little resistance while I spoke and Simon pulled him closer until
there was only a fraction of a millemetre between Chris's lips and the glistening bead of
Simon's pre-cum. Simon brought his penis on to Chris's mouth, pressing the end of it against
his lips. Chris re-coiled as he felt the sticky fluid coat his lips and he automatically licked
them, taking the taste of Simon into his mouth. I could see his tasting it, puzzling over it, the
indecision mixed with interest written on his face. Simon didn't let up, though, bringing
himself again to the boy's mouth. Chris hesitated for another moment and then his lips slowly
parted and the older boy's penis slipped through.
                             Simon's eyes closed and he began to move himself in and out of Chris's
mouth, his movements matching those of Jan with Jud. The two boys sucking both had their
eyes open, staring at the bare pubes of the boy they were sucking, their lips wide around the
larger boys' shafts. I fondled their genitals as I massaged the older boys' feet, my fingers
feeling and massaging between each of their toes then around the small hard shafts of the
younger boys and back to the feet, caressing along their length, my fingertips brushing along
the smooth thighs of the youngsters beneath them as I did so. I could hear the slurping of the
young boys as they sucked, their breaths laboured through their noses; and the gradually
rising breaths of the two boys being worked upon. They sounded as though they were both
approaching their climax. I didn't want this to happen just yet and I let go of the boys' feet
and gently put my hand on their faces and eased them back from their task.
                               "Hey...? What's up?" The disappointment was obvious in the four faces
that looked at me. Simon and Jan's penises were slick with saliva and leaking fluids and the
ends were crimson from the suction of the two young boys.
                                "I was almost there," complained Simon. "You were doing great, Chris,"
he added.
                                "You'll get to come soon enough," I told them, standing up."I want you to
reverse positions. Jan and Simon, you take off Jud's and Chris's sneakers. It would be good
if you sucked them for a little while, too."
                                Jan looked at me, his face suffusing with colour. "But I've never... I
don't..." He trailed off as Jud stood up, I guess realising that he really had no choice if he
wanted the new shoes, or maybe just deciding it might be okay to try it. He knelt slowly in
front of the youngster, his eyes on to the boy's small organs. I saw him lick his lips, in
anticipation or nervousness.
                                Simon had no such qualms and had knelt in front of his friend and taken
hold of Chris's penis. He was examining it, gently pulling the foreskin back to expose the
small shiny glans, stroking the smooth shaft and running his fingers underneath Chris's tightly
bunched testes. Chris was watching him, his hands clenched in Simon's hair, his mouth
open, his eyes hooded with sensual lust.
                               "I want you to take off their shoes and socks, slowly," I said. "Then you
can suck them for a little while."
                                The two boys complied and I watched them as they unlaced the
sneakers and slowly removed them from the boys' feet. Simon nuzzled into Chris's groin as
he drew his socks off, his nose nudging around his testes and his tongue licking the crinkled
skin. Then he leaned down and began licking Chris's feet as he uncovered them. I gazed
enraptured at his nude young body kneeling before me. The position he had taken to reach
down to Chris's feet raised his buttocks in the air, his legs folded and his dangling testicles
and stiff penis were exposed beneath him, almost touching his calves. His feet were turned
under, the soles wrinkled and pale, his toes stretched on the floor behind him, their soft balls
facing upwards. I watched Simon licking Chris's foot. The kid knew what to do! He swiped his
tongue all over the top of the left foot, running it around the grooves of the ankles, twisting to
reach as far behind the heel as he could. Then he moved back over the top and down to the
toes, running his tongue into each groove between them, along their length and around their
bulbous tips, paying extra attention to the sensitive underneath groove between the toe and
the ball of the foot.
                            Simon continued to do the same to Chris's right foot, cradling it in his
hands, raising it slightly from the floor and using his tongue to caress every inch of skin
covering it. He again paid extra attention to the boy's toes, sucking each one into his mouth
and working on it as though fellating a hard penis. My eyes swung from his working on
Chris's foot to following his doubled over naked body to the upraised buttocks and the
exposed aroused organs hanging beneath, to Chris's young body, naked and obviously highly
excited by Simon's manipulations, his little penis rigid, his muscles taut and his face a picture
of young lust; and back to Simon's face at his young friend's feet.
                            After a couple of minutes of licking and sucking Chris's feet, Simon swiped
his tongue back up the boy's foot, around the bones of his ankle, then began a slow licking
up Chris's smooth leg. He swirled it around the knee and slid behind it to the sensitive skin on
the back of his leg, then gradually began to lick up the inside of Chris's thigh, moving higher
and higher as Chris began to moan and clutch at Simon's hair, until he was nuzzling in under
the youngster's tight testicles, his tongue licking wetly over the wrinkled scrotum, his mouth
closing over each mound in turn. Then, open-mouthed, Simon ran his tongue over Chris's
bare groin and slipped over the hard shaft of his small penis, closing his lips around it and
beginning to suckle. I marvelled at Simon's expertise. It was so obvious that he was no
novice at pleasuring a boy. And Jud's expertise confirmed to me that the two brothers had
practiced their skills on each other (and maybe others, judging from their lack of
embarrassment at fondling or sucking on their friends' genitals) on many occasions.
                             Jan was fondling Jud's feet, copying what his friend was doing, massaging
around the heels and rubbing his thumbs along the soles, fondling the little boy's toes and
sucking on them, his long body bending over, buttocks high, to get to them. He was turned
away from me and I could see what he was doing through his spread legs. The sight of his
upturned buttocks, the white strip between them in stark contrast to his tanned body and
drawing one's eyes to the dark line running from the boy's pink anus along the ridge of his
perenium up the centre of his large, dangling scrotum and along the underside of his solid
erection, was truly delightful. His testes and penis swung beneath him as he moved. His feet
were splayed and I gazed at their wrinkled white soles, his toes curled as he knelt to his task.
                            I dragged myself away, my penis aching now for release, and went to the
shelf against the near wall. I took the bottle of oil I had placed there earlier and went back to
the boys. None of them were aware I had left, so engrossed had they become in their
activities. Jan was now sucking on young Jud's little stiff penis, his mouth completely
covering the boy's organ, his lips and nose pressed into the youngster's belly and pubes.
                            I knelt between the two sucking boys and unscrewed the cap of the oil
bottle. I placed the bottle between my knees. I ran my hand down Jan's back, letting my palm
feel the length of his backbone, following its curve down over his buttocks and beneath,
brushing around his scrotum and feeling the heavy weight of the encased testicles (causing
Jan to moan as I gently weighed them), moving from them to stroke along the engorged
length of his penis, rolling my fingers around that huge flared glans before sliding along the
underside of his smooth thighs, down past his knee and calf to rest on his heel. He paused at
my first touch but then continued to suck on Jud as I caressed him.
                            My other hand moved over Simon's body, running down the smooth
expanse of his back and over his firm rounded buttocks, my fingers trailing down the bare
spread cleft between them to his soft hanging scrotum. I fondled that wonderful appendage,
feeling the slippery eggs within and hearing Simon grunt as I took one between my fingers
and gently squeezed. As my hand slid between his legs to take hold of his penis, his buttocks
began to move slightly, clenching and unclenching as he moved backwards and forwards,
causing his erection to slide in my grasp. He felt hot, hard and wonderful and I squeezed
along his shaft to the satiny glans, feeling a sticky moisture at its tip. I cradled him on the
palm of my hand, my fingers stroking over his hairless pubes, enjoying the sensation of
holding this young boy and having him allow me access to his private treasures. After a few
moments, I let him go and cupped my hand under his thigh and stroked broad-palmed down
his leg to his curled under foot. Simon stopped sucking on Chris and looked at me
quizzically.
                            "I have a couple of things I want you all to do before we come," I said, my
voice rather breathless from excitement. "But first, I really need to take my pants off. They're
strangling me. Do any of you mind?"
                             The boys all stopped what they were doing and looked at me. What a
picture they made! The two younger boys standing nude, their little penises glistening and
bright red from the older boys' sucking; the two older boys kneeling, buttocks raised, genitals
dangling beneath them, both penises showing drops of clear pre-cum at their tips and all of
them looking at me with rather lust-glazed eyes, all enjoying what they were doing. I began
unbuckling my belt as I spoke, looking at each of them in turn. Not one of them reacted in a
negative manner to my request. Simon gave me a wicked grin and licked his lips, while the
other boys all looked down at my crotch.
                               After unbuckling my belt, I undid the buttons of my shirt and began
removing it, exposing my bare upper body. Four pairs of eyes watched me. I threw it on the
pile of their clothes and slowly unzipped the zipper of my pants. Chris began humming "The
Stripper" and the boys and I all laughed. This seemed to be the signal for action as they all
stood up and came over to me. I was in heaven, kneeling on the floor surrounded by four
young nude boys all with stiff penises pointed at my face. I couldn't resist.
                               I took the closest to me, which happened to be Jud. I opened my mouth
and leaned forward, my hands grasping his hips and bringing his tiny stiffness into my mouth,
closing over him and swirling my tongue around its entire length. His freshly powdered smell
filled my nostrils and his taste filled my mouth, a smooth yet tangy taste that seemed to be
my own saliva. His tiny penis felt slick and hot, my tongue searching behind his glans and
teasing into the slit at its tip then swyving down its short length to swirl around its base over
the bare flesh of his pubes. Jud cried out as I took him inside me and his hands clenched my
hair. I sucked on him, using my tongue like a baby on a teat and the little boy began to
quiver, vibrations I could feel both through my mouth and through my hands holding his hips.
It took only a few moments before he suddenly jerked, pushing himself hard into me, then he
went rigid, his muscles tensed, his penis pulsing against my tongue. I realised the lad was
experiencing an orgasm, even though there was no ejaculation and I held myself still, using
only the suction in my mouth to assist him to experience his fullest sensations.
                                The other boys were all aware that something was happening to Jud and
Simon exclaimed, "He's coming! Jud's shooting off!" They all watched as the youngster
moaned and shuddered under my ministrations. It lasted only a few seconds, then he gave a
ragged gasp and began breathing again, opening his eyes and looking down at me as I
slowly withdrew from him, keeping contact only with my hands on his hips.
                                  We stood like that for another few moments, then Jud slowly sank
down onto his knees in front of me, my hands sliding up his bare body as he lowered until I
was holding him under his armpits. I felt his hands at my waist and suddenly realised what he
was going to do! He began to ease my pants down, struggling a bit to get them over the
bulge of my erection, his eyes focussed in my lap. Then I felt hands at the waistband of my
pants behind me and turned to see Simon kneeling to assist his brother. The two of them
tugged my trousers down below my buttocks, leaving me in only my jockettes. I knelt up
slightly to assist, glancing down as my pants lowered to my knees. My penis was tenting out
my pale blue underpants, its shape clearly defined under the soft nylon material, a dark wet
patch staining around the bulbous crown indicating the extent of my arousal. I heard Chris
and Jan draw in their breaths as I came into view. The two brothers worked silently, but both
had broad grins on their faces as they proceeded to disrobe me. I raised up to allow them to
pull my pants down to my ankles and they took off my slip-on leather shoes and removed the
pants from my legs, tossing them onto our pile of clothing. This left me in only underpants
and socks, the underpants doing nothing to hide my state of excitement.
                              Jud and Simon were taking my socks off when Chris suddenly leaned
over and pulled my underpants down. My penis burst in to view, standing full and stiff from
my groin, its knob swollen and sticky with my leaked juices.
                             "Wow!!!" he exclaimed, looking down on me. "Jeeze ... its huge!"
                             "Cop that!" Jan gasped. Simon and Jud had thrown my socks to join the
other clothes and the four boys stood or knelt around me, all eyes glued to my sex.
                              "You said Jan was nearly as big as you, Gary. I reckon you lied," Simon
said, his hand unconsciously taking hold of himself and rubbing the loose skin on his shaft
backwards and forwards over the rim of his glans. A clear drop of essence glistened at its tip.
                              "Yeah," Jud piped up. "You're much bigger than him." He reached out and
touched my glans, his tongue running around his lips as he took hold of me. "This part isn't
though. Jan's knob is bigger I reckon." The feel of his fingers softly holding me almost
caused me to lose control.
                              "Let's see how big you are," Simon said, picking up the tape measure
from where it still hung around my neck. The boys all crowded around. I felt one of them
come between my legs from behind and take hold of my scrotum, weighing my large testes
and making them jiggle around in their pouch. Another had his hand resting on my buttock,
his fingers curved around into the groove between them. Simon pressed the end of the tape
into my pubic mound, which was covered with a sparse bush of fine black hairs, and ran it
along the hard curved top of my penis to the large satiny crown.
                            "You're leaking lots of stuff," he said as he came to the tip. He touched the
discharge with his finger, wiping it off so he could put the tape end at my slit. He put his
finger up to his mouth and touched his tongue to the shiny globule. "You taste a bit like Jud
does, but he doesn't come. Your stuff tastes a bit like his thing." He sounded surprised.
                            "I guess we all taste similar," I told him, hardly able to speak.
                             Jud touched a finger to my glans, drawing it away with a drop of my sperm
on its end. He put it straight into his mouth. "Yes," he said. "You taste like Simon. Mmmm!"
He screwed up his face with exaggerated delight, making us all laugh.
                             "Jeeze! Eighteen centimetres!" Simon exclaimed, his attention back on
measuring me. "You're huge, Gary. Let's see how round it is," and he wrapped the tape
around my shaft. "Twelve centimetres! That's as big around as I am long! Wow!"
                                 The boys looked at me in awe. I guess it did sound impressive
compared to their own measurements. Jud and Simon both had their hands back on me, the
youngest boy stroking over the swollen, slippery glans, his brother running his fingers around
and along the hard shaft. Their other hands were fondling themselves, masturbating their
own penises. Chris and Jan were doing the same, their eyes still glued on my groin. They all
(and me) looked to be close to reaching their peaks.
                              There were still things I wanted to see and do with the boys before this
session ended and I figured it would end once climaxes had been reached. I stood up, my
underpants falling to the floor and I stepped out of them. Simon and Jud reluctantly let my
penis go. We were now all completely nude.  There was now no hint of embarrassment or
inhibition, there was no shyness in looking at or touching each others genitalia, no pulling
away when one of their penises touched another, and they let their hands fondle and caress
whatever part of their friend they wanted to. I leaned over and picked up the bottle of oil.
                                "Okay, guys. I want you to lie on the floor, side by side, with your feet
towards me."
                                 They all looked a little puzzled at my request, but complied with it, lying
on the floor, their bare feet towards me. I walked forward to stand between Chris and Simon
who were on the left of the group. All of them had a difficult job looking past my erection to
my face; and I found it extremely erotic to be standing above these naked boys knowing they
were looking at at my aroused sexual organs and seeing parts of my body usually hidden
beneath my clothing. I knelt down, my buttocks resting on my heels and took hold of Chris's
feet, bringing them onto my thighs. I poured some of the oil into my hand and began rubbing
it onto his feet, smoothing it all over the sole, heel, upper arch and toes, making his skin
slippery and slick. I paid particular attention to his big and second toes. ensuring the gap
between them was well lubricated. My hands lingered on his feet, enjoying again the feel of
his sinews and bone structure beneath his pale skin, the feel of his long toes and the sight of
his nude body stretched out before me.
                                   When he was finished, his feet shiny and wet with oil, I left them on
my thighs and took Simon's feet into my lap alongside them. He was taller than Chris and his
feet rested against my erection, his heels pressing into my groin. I proceeded to massage oil
into his feet, oiling my genitals as well in the process. I watched my hands working on Simon,
manipulating each toe, massaging his heels and the smooth fleshy balls of his feet and
leaving them smeared with the lubricant, and I could feel him giving slight presses against
my hardness as I worked on him. The boys were all touching each other's penises as they lay
there, but their eyes were watching what I was doing.
                                    After ensuring the four feet cradled in my lap were totally covered in
oil, I placed them carefully on the floor and moved across to kneel between Jan and Jud. I
took Jud's feet onto my thighs and spread oil over them, loving the feel of his small young
feet filling my palms as I massaged and caressed them. My hands and fingers flowed easily
over his oiled flesh, the lack of friction enabling me to truly experience the feel of his feet
beneath his skin, to feel every bone, every sinew, every little nodule of hard flesh that was
part of him. His manicured toes really did feel like his little penis had felt between my fingers
and I could imagine I was holding him again as I fondled around his big toe. Again, I paid
particular attention to the gap between his big and second toe, ensuring it was slick with oil
before I finally finished with him.
                                    My eyes followed his naked legs up to his small genitals, seeing that
his testes were now relaxed, hanging beautifully below his still hard and upthrust little penis.
Each of his testicles was as small as a pigeon egg, very clearly outlined in his soft scrotum. I
glanced across at Chris and realised his scrotum had also become soft, and his testes also
now hung instead of being held tightly against his pubes. I became aware that the
temperature in the storeroom had risen dramatically as the sexual tension had risen and this
had contributed to the softening of all of our scrotums; and I realised we all seemed to be
dangling quite excitingly, both sensationally and visually. My own testes hung well below my
kneeling body and felt extremely sensitive as they brushed against my heels as I moved.
                                    Leaving Jud's feet on my now well-oiled thighs and groin, I took Jan's
into my lap, enjoying seeing his penis swaying as I raised each leg in turn and giving me a
delicious glimpse of the secret place behind his heavy testes. Jud had a hand resting across
Jan's lower belly, underneath his erection, and had his fingers and thumb curved down either
side of the base into the groove of his groin; and he brought his other hand over onto the
thick shaft sticking stiffly up the older boy's belly. Chris and Simon had their hands on each
other as well, gently stroking their friend's genitals as they watched me at work.
                                   I cupped Jan's right foot in my palm, my fingers and thumb squeezing
the groove beneath his ankle and his heel and I began to massage the oil into his foot. I
rubbed my thumb under the ball of his foot, pressing in deeply and massaging the solid flesh
as my fingers spread the oil over the top. I worked the oil up around his heel and into the
arch, using fingers and thumb to rub it into those fleshy areas and feeling his sinews and
tendons moving beneath me. The oil covered my thighs and my lap, my penis shiny with it
and the pre-cum now flowing freely from its slit and running down the shaft. My testes had
droplets of oil (and probably sweat) dripping from them and there was a puddle of the
mixtures on the floor beneath me. I poured more oil onto Jan's toes, taking each of his long
digits between my finger and thumb and gently tugging and squeezing as I spread the oil
over them. I ran my fingertips over his pale nails, teasing underneath their trimmed ends with
my fingernails and was rewarded with him squirming and his toes curling under with
excitement.
                           I continued manipulating and massaging until his feet were covered in oil
like the others, ensuring the crevasse between his big toe and its neighbour was especially
slick. Then I placed both boys' feet back on the floor and stood up, my whole lower body now
gleaming with oil. I spread it over my belly and pubic area as I gazed down on the boys
watching me. I rubbed the oil around my penis and over my scrotum then slowly stroked the
length of my slick organ as I spoke to them, seeing their eyes fasten onto my caressing
fingers.
                          "Simon, I want you to swing yourself around so your feet are towards Chris
and in his lap. Jud and Jan, you can sit up and watch." The boys did as I asked, Jud sitting
crosslegged on my left and Jan on my right as Simon swivelled himself around and faced
Chris, his oiled feet between the other boy's spread thighs. Chris raised himself up on his
elbows to watch. "Chris, I want you to put your foot in Simon's lap. Rest it on his penis but be
careful you don't press hard on his testes." Chris did as requested, both he and Simon
giggling as he placed his foot onto the boy's sex, his heel resting on Simon's scrotum, just
above the two boy-eggs and causing them to be pressed outwards, either side of his heel.
                           I squatted down between the two boys sitting crosslegged beside me. "I'm
going to put your thing between Chris's toes, Simon, and I want you to make yourself come
while we watch, using Chris's toes like you would use your hand. Can you do that?"
                            Simon blushed, but nodded, his penis obviously aching for release and that
desire over-riding any feelings of embarrassment or shyness he might have had. I leaned
over and took hold of his penis, my hand closing over his beautiful organ, feeling again its
smooth firmness and the heat emanating from it. He gasped as I slid up to the engorged
crimson glans, my fingers gripping it lightly beneath its rim and began placing it between
Chris's big and second toes. Chris eased back to allow his friend's penis easier access and I
pressed it into the groove, my hand going down to its base to hold it in place. Chris's toes
wrapped around the shaft as it settled in, the glans protruding from the underside of Chris's
foot. I slid my hand up Simon's flat belly, caressing his pubic bulge, his belly and resting over
his navel before running up over his chest. His penis began to come out from between
Chris's toes when I removed my hand and Simon replaced it by pressing the base of it with
his hands. I withdrew and knelt back down between the other two boys to watch.
                           Simon began to move his buttocks, causing his penis to move backwards
and forwards between Chris's toes. Chris assisted by rocking his foot slightly in rythm with
Simon. He took Simon's feet and pressed them into his own groin, either side of his small
bundle of treasures. He masturbated himself against them, rubbing his friend's oily feet
around in his lap. I placed a hand in each of the laps of the boys beside me, taking hold of
two very different young penises. Jud's tiny rod fitted between my thumb and forefinger,
while Jan's huge shaft just fitted within my grasp. His penis was extremely hot and I glanced
down at it. It stood proudly erect, its squared flared glans so swollen it had a sheen like red
silk to it. A clear bead of fluid was coming out of its slit and the whole penis looked ready to
burst. My eyes fastened on his glans, once again marvelling at its unusual shape, so flat and
broad compared to his shaft, the coronal rim like an umbrella. My mouth ached to engulf it
and I leaned towards him.
                           "I'm going to suck you off when Simon has come," I told him softly. "I really
want to feel your penis inside my mouth." He glanced at me, going bright red, then gave me
a shy smile, looking down at himself held in my hand. He then surprised me by putting his
hand on my thigh, his fingers just grazing my penis and leaving it there as he turned back to
watch the boys in front of us.
                           I looked at Jud and gave his delightful little organ a gentle squeeze. He
looked back at me and gave me a beaming, cheeky grin. He was thoroughly enjoying the
proceedings. He looked down at my lap and, with no hesitation, put his hand on me, his small
fingers barely able to reach around my shaft but taking hold and squeezing firmly. I almost
came at his touch and I forced my attention back onto Simon and Chris to stop myself, but
still enjoying the feel of the youngster's hand on me.
                           Simon was bucking quite rapidly now, obviously nearing orgasm. His penis
looked red and slick with oil and pre-cum. Chris was writhing, his foot masturbating Simon
while his hands squashed Simon's feet against his own sexual parts, his little shaft looking
raw and shiny poking up between Simon's oil-slick feet. Both boys were breathing in short
gasps, their belly and leg muscles tense, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat.
                          Suddenly Simon gave a cry and held himself rigid, his penis thrusting out
from between Chris's toes. Then a spurt of fluid jetted out from its slit, arcing up and out in a
long thread that landed on Chris's belly and trailed back over his hands and Simon's feet and
along the floor between their spread thighs. Simon's stomach muscles stood out in sharp
relief. He spasmed again and another streak of semen burst out of his penis, following the
same trajectory as the first and splashing over Chris's groin and his feet.
                          "Yes!" cried Jud with a satisfied touch to his voice. He clenched my penis
hard. "Told you Simon could make stuff come out, didn't I?" he said to no-one in particular.
                           Just as Simon spurted the third time, Chris suddenly gave a cry and his
penis spat a jet of fluid up into the air. I watched enthralled as his small penis, its hood still
covering half of the crimson glans, shot the clear liquid of his first climax straight up from its
slit. The discharge seemed to hang momentarily before dropping back onto its source and
another lesser burst took its place. Simon's penis had ceased its spurting and now oozed a
grey cream that slid from his urethra, down the underside of his glans and onto Chris's foot.
His eyes were glazed as he lifted his head to watch his young friend climax. Chris's head was
thrown back, his chest heaving, as he came, unaware of anything except the extreme
sensations he was experiencing for the first time. Jan and Jud watched silently, but I could
feel their penises throbbing in my grasp, could feel their own excitement building.
                         Simon and Chris gradually calmed, their breathing becoming more even,
their muscles relaxing; and they both lay quietly, hands stroking around their slowly softening
boyhoods and each other's feet, smearing their juices over each other to mix with the oil. I
turned towards Jan, looked down at his penis still held within my hand, then slowly lowered
my face into his lap.
                        I kept my eyes open as I descended, gazing at his satiny crown as I came
down upon it. The urethral hole was large, seeming like a vertical mouth on the flattened
glans. I let my fingers trail up his shaft and hold each side of the flared cap, spreading his slit
with my thumb and forefinger. The clean, bright red interior of his urethra, coated with his
clear juices was too tempting and I pointed my tongue into its centre. Jan gasped and
clutched at my hair as I poked the tip of my tongue into his opening, tasting his fresh musky
taste and letting my lips close onto his satiny head. I slid down over him, his large glans
filling my mouth and my lips gripping the narrower shaft below it. I allowed my teeth to lightly
graze the flared rim, moving my mouth ever so slightly backwards and forwards over that
firm ridge. He felt hot, smooth and so very large inside my mouth. I was dimly aware of my
own penis being stroked and my testicles fondled, but Jan's sweet organ dominated my
senses.
                     His hands tightened in my hair and in only moments I felt him swelling even
larger in my mouth and knew he was going to come. I kept up my ministrations, suctioning on
that bulbous crown and using my tongue to force him onto the roof of my mouth. He gave a
sharp cry and suddenly thrust up into me, almost forcing himself down my throat. I just had
time to draw back slightly before I felt a cool creamy liquid burst into my mouth. Its salty
sweet taste immediately filled my mouth and I savoured it as another burst of thicker, lumpier
fluid spurted into me. I swallowed, feeling his boy fluids slide easily down my throat, coating
my membranes with its sticky essence. Again he spurted. ... And again. Each time he
grunted and almost doubled over, his hands clenched tightly in my hair and trying to force
himself deeper into my mouth.
                      Jan came as powerfully as any young man, several hard bursts of semen that
sprayed out with some force and then it eased off to a slow seepage at the end of his climax.
I kept my mouth still as he wound down, knowing how sensitive his glans would be and
wanting to do nothing to take any of the pleasure away from what he was feeling. It was he
who finally moved, withdrawing his slowly softening penis from my mouth, letting go of my
hair and leaning back onto his arms.
                      "Whoosh!" he exclaimed. "That was awesome, Gary."
                       "I enjoyed it too, Jan," I told him, wiping my hand across my mouth, tasting
him and now the oil as I licked my lips. "Now it's my turn." I stood up, Jud's hand falling away
from my erection. The boys all looked expectantly up at me. "Okay, guys. That was fantastic.
There's just one more thing and the shoes are yours. I want you to all lie down again. On
your backs, feet towards me." Again they complied and I stood at their feet, looking down on
them with their now soft penises - except for Jud, whose little erection never seemed to wilt
at all but still stood stiffly upright from his pubes.
                       "I want you to wriggle into a position where you can put your feet around this,"
I told them, holding my erection out from my groin. It was marvellous watching the boys
wriggle around beneath me and stretch up their feet towards my waist. They fanned around
to enable them all to reach me, the two smallest boys coming up beneath my testicles while
Simon and Jan brought a foot either side of my penis. I rearranged them around me, my
penis finally being sandwiched between four young feet. The oil I had coated them with made
a slippery tunnel through which I thrust. I cupped their feet in my hands, feeling their solid
heels firm in my palms, my fingers splayed over their uppers and toes. I squeezed them
around my penis and began thrusting backwards and forwards between the tight hollow
created, looking down at this erotic sight.
                       It didn't take me long. The sight of myself thrusting through the youngsters'
feet, withdrawing behind their flesh until their feet touched each other, then forcing back into
view through the tight slippery tunnel they created, my glans spreading and engorged as it
burst through, brought me to a climax in a matter of seconds.
                     It was a climax like none I had ever experienced before. I spurted a stream of
fluid out beyond the boys beneath me, the white thread of my semen landing beyond Simon's
head and touching all of them as it broke up. The second burst followed immediately and was
a spray of thinner fluids that seemed to come out as though from a hose, droplets splattering
on all of the boys beneath me. The sensations through my penis were almost painful in their
intensity as the next burst erupted. I was lost to the pleasure created, my body tense and
straining, my built-up climax finally being released.
                     I was aware of the cries from the boys, surprise and delight, as my penis
discharged and they pressed their feet into me as I leaned into them, semen still squirting out
and onto them. I came at least five times before the powerful ejaculations ceased and my
climax became more 'normal', my pulsating becoming less intense and finally subsiding, the
last of my fluids being squeezed out by the pressure from the boys' feet. My muscles
quivered and my legs felt rather rubbery as my climax ended and we all remained as we
were for several minutes, me with my hands still cradling their feet around my still hard
penis, and the boys relaxed and sated at my feet just looking up at me.
                    Finally I felt Simon stir and I let go of their feet and walked over to the locker on
the far wall. I got a couple of towels, using one to clean myself up, to wipe the oil from my
hands and body and the residue of sperm. I threw the others to the boys who were slowly
getting to their feet. They proceeded to clean themselves up, checking each other's bodies to
point out missed droplets of sperm and oil.
                     "That was great, guys," I told them, resting my hand on Simon's and Jud's
shoulders. "You certainly earned your new shoes."
                     "Thanks, Gary. I enjoyed it a lot," Simon said. The other boys all nodded or
spoke out as well, agreeing with him.
                      "Er...maybe we could do it again sometime," Jan said, blushing.
                       "You enjoyed it that much?" I asked him smiling. "I couldn't afford all the
shoes!"
                       "You wouldn't have to give us anything," Jud piped up. "We could just fool
around because we wanted to, couldn't we, Simon?"
                       "That'd be great," I said, seeing Simon nod assent to his brother's question. "I
am here every Saturday afternoon if you want me. I'll leave it up to any or all of you. But its
only between us. You only come if you want to. Now, I think you all better get dressed and
you can put these on to wear home." I picked up the pile of shoe boxes and tossed them to
their new owners. "I reckon you can have them for free, if we're going to continue the fun."
                       "Gee! Thanks, Gary," they chorused excitedly and I squatted on the floor and
watched them get dressed and check out their new shoes. It seemed as though Saturday
afternoons, at least for a while, were never going to be the same again.
                                      

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