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Sharing
   By Romany
   (M/b)
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This is a fictional story involving the sexual contact between an underage
boy and an adult male.  If this subject offends you, close this page NOW!
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   Any similarities to any person living or dead are purely coincidental.
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   Bates heard the tap at the back door and moved from the table with a
feeling of apprehension.  Never before had he allowed anyone to visit him
here at home.  He'd certainly had prospects in this house but each time he
had brought them here and had made some effort to confuse the kid by making
the route as complicated, and hopefully confusing, as he could.  In an
effort to thwart accurate recall should the visit be exposed and
authorities come looking.  But this kid was being provided with directions,
and Bates felt somewhat exposed should it turn sour.  But he had been
assured there was no chance of being ratted out.
   "This kid is up for it," Ray had told him.  "You're as safe as The Bank
of England on this one.
   He trusted Ray.  They had had a number of trysts with prospects and Ray
was very good at picking the ones that wanted it and wouldn't tell.  For
three years Ray had shared with him and as yet he had never come up with a
kid that would turn them in.  Ray was a good friend and shared when he
could.  Bates was grateful for such a friend in a time of increasing
vigilance and awareness to men like him and his friend Ray.  So far so
good.
   The kid was told to come into Bates' garden from a narrow bike trail
between the rear of his section and the small municipal park it backed
onto. He was given directions to seek out the only house without a boundary
fence with the track.  The lack of a fence was more neglect than by design
and Bates' yard was obvious when approaching across the park, as the only
house without the fence.  If the kid located the park easily enough from
the bus stop, then he would quickly see Bates' section from some distance.
The lack of a fence was a stark marker.  He was here.  Bates' slowly
unlocked the door and opened it to see the kid, who he knew was just shy of
his thirteenth birthday, standing gazing back at the route he had taken
across the park to the house.  He turned when he heard the door open and
looked up at Bates with a smile.
   "Are you Andrew?" the boy asked immediately he saw Bates standing in the
doorway in his toweling bathrobe.
   "Yes," Bates lied; his name was Gordon.  "Ray sent you?"
   "Yep," the boy replied.
   "You'd better come in then," Bates' said and stood aside to let the boy
through the doorway.
   "What's your name?" Bates asked as he finished locking the door and
stood looking at the boy who had his back to him and was looking around the
kitchen and through to the living room area.
   The boy turned and eyed the man a little suspiciously and then, after a
brief moment where he was clearly thinking, he answered.
   "Todd," he said briefly locking eyes with the man, and then quickly
looking away.
   `Liar' thought Bates realizing the kid was giving a false name.  But on
one level it was encouraging.  If the kid wanted to remain anonymous, it
showed he was clued into discretion.  That was a major plus for Bates. 
Bates regarded the boy for a few moments.  He was quite tall with brown
hair that was neatly cut.  He had a slightly girlish look about his face
and Bates was intrigued by what seemed like longer than usual eyelashes,
and a full lower lip.  He wore a pair of khaki cargo pants; the type with
the large pockets on the legs, and a light grey zip-up hoodie with a dark
blue Addidas tee shirt underneath.  If the hair had of been longer, he may
have passed for a prepubescent girl.  Bates was pleased with what he saw.
And if Ray's story was correct, the kid had no qualms about being with a
man; in fact according to Ray, the kid was somewhat enthusiastic about it.
   "How did you meet Ray, Todd?" Bates asked walking over to the boy.
   "Langham Common," he answered simply and having turned to face Bates,
his eyes wandered around the small cluttered kitchen through which he had
made his entry.
   "Langham Common?" Bates asked raising his eyebrows in question; not
knowing what the kid meant.
   "The toilet block...the Bunker as it's known," the kid explained with a
slight hint of exasperation this man did not know of the place he referred
to.
   "O-o-o-o-h-h-h," Bates said now realizing where the kid was meaning. 
"Yes...I do know it...I didn't realize it because that seemed unusual.  I
wasn't aware Ray went to places like that," he added.
   The kid shrugged at Bates' comment and looked a little diffident.
   "Well that's where I met him," he said casually and continued to take in
the scene of Bates' small kitchen.
   "How did you meet?" Bates asked, now standing near the boy who was
leaning back against the side of the open doorway to the living room with
his hands behind his back.
   Todd pulled a face of slight exasperation as if to say `do you know
anything?'
   "Usual stuff," he began.  I'm there peeing...or pretending to pee...he's
there peeing...I looked over at him..." the boy said lifting his head in a
gesture as if Bates would know what the sequence of events would be next.
   "Ah...I get the picture," Bates replied.  "I can't say it's something
I've done much," he added.  "So then what?"
   The kid gave a small smile and looked at Bates as if he was someone to
pity; not knowing the form on these liaisons.
   "The cubicle," Todd added nonchalantly.  "We went into a cubicle."
   "And then what?" Bates asked now becoming interested in the boy's story.
   "What do you think?" the kid said with a laugh of derision at Bates
apparent naivet�.
   Bates raised his head slightly in a questioning gesture.
   "I wanked him...he wanked me," the kid said in a matter of fact way.
   "Hmmm...nice," Bates said with a grin that was almost a leer.  "And...?"
he added.
   "A bit of sucking...by me and...well you know the rest..." the kid said.
   "Not exactly," Bates said appearing deliberately vague.  "I'm out of
touch with what goes on in toilets."
   "He bummed me," the kid blurted out with a chuckle.  "That's what
happened.  He gave me a good bumming."
   "Wow!" Bates exclaimed feigning surprise.  "That must have hurt." He
added with a deliberate wince to show he knew it could be painful being
sodomized.
   "Nah...not really," Todd said glibly.  "I wuz already for it...went
there prepared...in case," he said looking smug about his preparation.
   "What...you were prepared?" Bates asked feigning surprise once more but
knowing now exactly what this boy was about.
   "Yeah...already lubed," Todd answered with a sly grin.  "No
trouble...piece of cake," he grinned.
   "How...I mean in the cubicle?" Bates asked, now feeling flushed and
excited by the boy's story.
   "Easy...just bent over and held the bowl and Ray did me," he answered
nonchalantly, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
   "Did he make you shoot?" Bates asked with a slight leer at the boy.
   "Yeah...I did...heaps," he giggled; he sounded like a girl with the way
the giggle caught in his throat.
   "And Ray?" Bates asked.
   "In buckets," the kid laughed lightly.  "All groans and gasps...tried to
be to be quiet but couldn't; he came heaps."
   Bates reached a hand to the boy's cheek and lightly brushed it with the
backs of his fingertips, down under the kids jaw line and then up over the
cute chin, to rest on the fleshy bottom lip.  `This kid has a mouth made
for sucking cock' Bates thought to himself as he turned the hand a little
and gently pulled at the boy's bottom lip.  Bates' other hand released the
tie on his bathrobe and it gently opened revealing his hard cock; erect
with the excitement of the boy's story.  He had no idea how truthful it was
or if it was greatly embellished on what happened.  But the fact he told it
so casually told Bates this kid was the real McCoy.  The boy was standing
almost in awe at Bates' hand and fingers now easing his lip down.  He
opened his mouth and drew the thumb in; sucking it deliberately yet gently.
He was staring at the man's face; seeing a middle aged man with dark hair
who was receding at the temple but not yet openly balding.  Nearly six foot
but a little thick around the waist to show he wasn't exactly athletic. 
But he had a nice face and according to Ray, he was a good egg who he said
he would have a good time with.  Todd did not see the robe slip open and it
was Bates' slight nod of the head down at his exposed midriff and crotch
that had caused a brief look of puzzlement on the boy's face; and then he
had glanced down and saw the cock.  His mouth went slack on the thumb he
was gently sucking as he literally gulped out loud in surprise at this
sudden exposure.
   "Let's see what you can do," Bates said in a low voice; almost menacing
in intent.
   The boy brought his hands from behind his back and he looked at the cock
as if mesmerized by it.  Without hesitation he went down onto one knee and
brought his hands deliberately up to it together.  He wrapped both of them
around the middle of the shaft and held the cock lovingly and lightly
fondled it.  And then he looked up at Bates' who was studying the kid
intently; and with an expression that was almost a look of silent thanks,
the boy lowered his mouth onto the thick fat cock and began to suck slowly
as the hands began to wank the hard shaft.  He worked deliberately,
swirling his tongue around the head as he stroked the bottom half of the
cock.  Occasionally turning his head to one side and licking the length as
he looked up at the man watching his actions with intent and enjoyment. 
The kid was good and no doubt he'd done this countless times before.  Bates
stood and let the kid do him over.  His hands resting on the boy's
shoulders as the mouth and hands worked the big cock.
   Bates knew he wouldn't last long and so he transferred his hands to hold
the boy's head and started to move his hips.  Slowly assuming control of
the rhythm and pushing the cock deeper than the boy had taken it while he
was in control.  The kid recognized what was happening.  He had been here
so many times before.  It was about to get a little rough.  Bates increased
the tempo and the frequency of deeper thrusts as the boy began to hiss
through his nose as he breathed; any ability to try and take breaths
through his mouth stymied by the cock now plugging it continually.  Before
he could take his mouth off and get his breathing right, but now he was
helpless.  His face was being fucked by this man and there was little he
could do.  He placed his hands against the man's hips as a token effort to
push the hips back and maybe lose half an inch or so in his mouth so he
wasn't gagging as the cock hit his throat.  A token effort it was as Bates
became more urgent and vigorous in his thrusts; gasping and grunting
loudly. Almost growling at times as he felt the sweet sensation start in
his inner groin somewhere as he recognized the surge of his ejaculation was
close.  Holding the boy's head tightly Bates shoved faster and frantically
brought himself to a loud gasping orgasm as his cum spewed into the boy's
mouth.  There was little the kid could do and he worked his inner throat
muscles to swallow so the semen didn't pool and force him to cough.  All
the while breathing loudly in hissing noises through his nose as the cum
filled his mouth and slid down his gullet.  He was practiced at this and
took it as capably as he could.  But this guy was big; bigger than most
he'd sucked over the past few years he had been in this game and he was
only partially successful at taking it all down his throat.  Once Bates
pulled out, the kid coughed and spluttered to fill his lungs properly and
the remaining semen tickled his throat.  For a minute or two he knelt with
one hand braced against the floor as he brought his cough under control. 
Cum smeared the inside of his finger where he had covered his mouth as he
coughed.
   "That was fantastic," Bates gasped; his cock still hard and waving in
front of the kid; the head slick from cum and the kid's saliva.  "You're a
great little cocksucker," he laughed crudely.  "I bet you're a good fuck as
well...eh?  Ray said you were the best.  Let's get you upstairs and see
what that tight little arse is like," he said with a lewd leer at the boy
still wiping his mouth and getting his breath back.
   Bates grasped the boy firmly under one arm and jerked him to his feet.
Placing and arm around his shoulder he guided the boy upstairs and into his
pokey bedroom; the bed still unmade from his night's sleep.  The sheets
stained with his night's masturbation as he fantasized about this moment,
in anticipation.
   ****
   Bates was a practiced abuser.  He had abused a number of children, boys
and girls alike, since his late teens.  He had learned that boy's around
ten to twelve in particular were easy targets.  They had learned the power
of their response to masturbation and the regularity with which they could
become erect and enjoy a wank.  Girls on the other hand were not as
understanding about their bodies as sexual pleasure was not as readily
achievable as for boys; although almost all of the girls knew enough about
their sexual allure to most men.  He had worked out that most of his
conquests with prepubescent girls were those who frequently had low self
esteem and were looking for praise and endorsement; comfort even.  To them
it was more a need to be accepted that allowed him to abuse them; not the
pursuit of sexual gratification as for boys.  Girls took longer to seduce
but usually stayed loyal and he had had many enjoyable moments seducing and
abusing girls for longer periods than with boys.  Boys tended to move on,
not necessarily with other men, frequently within homoerotic groups at
school or sport.  He had one girl from barely eleven through to
mid-thirteen; the relationship only broken when the girl's family moved
away.  Bates had never married.  He found it hard to relate to women and
despite a handful of relationships in which he had relatively unfulfilling
sex, he turned his interests to younger girls; teens at first but soon even
they became a handful as they sought independence as they matured. 
Eventually he settled on preteen girls.  It was a chance encounter with the
older brother of one young girl he was grooming that saw him enjoy a boy
for the first time.  He was hooked.  The boy was into sex with men; both
brother and sister coming from a dysfunctional home where he came to learn
both had been abused by a relative from early ages.  He did eventually have
sex with the girl but by then he was reaming the brother's welcoming arse
and he was hooked.  A few token wanks of the boy's cock, a few minutes
sucking and the boy was up for anything.  This became his drug and he soon
found boys like this were actually more common than most people realized.
   So it was with this understanding that Bates kneeled in front of the
kid, who stood at the end of Bates' bed, and opened the kid's pants and
pushed the jockey briefs down past the boy's knees.  Todd stood with a
beaming smile as the man lowered his mouth over his erect cock.  Not all
men were interested in his cock; his pleasure.  Many just went for his
mouth or his arsehole.  Bates was not queer.  He had no interest in male
sex as such.  But sucking the kid was necessary to show equality even if
the sex was biased in the man's favor.  He was after the kid's mouth and
arse and the fact that the boy had a cock was a minor detail difference
with girls, and not the be-all to end all as with gays.  Bates was no
different to the boy in intent.  He went about sucking the kid with the
view to pleasuring him.  Knowing a happy boy would be a generous consenting
fuck later.  It worked nearly all the time.  Seldom did he have a boy balk
at being fucked after he'd had his cock blown.  Bates' expertly brought the
boy to a grunting gasping plateau of enjoyment, and then skillfully kept
him there by easing back and drawing out the sensation.  The kid was
delirious in enjoyment and he lightly fingered the man's hair as Bates
knelt and sucked and wanked the kid.  Eventually Todd could stand the
teasing to just short of orgasm no more and he began to whimper and push
himself forward to encourage Bates to given him release.  Bates was easily
able to take the kid deep in his mouth; the kid's sparse pubic bush
tickling the man's nose and lips.  Holding the boys buttocks apart with his
strong hands, a finger from each hand pushing against the pucker surrounds,
Bates deep throated the kid and worked his tongue and Todd lost it. 
Grabbing the man's head and shoving hard as if he had more length to go in
the man's mouth, he came in strong spurts though far less quantity than the
man had filled his throat with.  The boy had wanked himself most of the
night also and he had little to give right now.  Gasping in release he lost
his balance due to the effect of the release and he fell back against the
bed behind him and put his hands back to steady himself.  His young cock
hard and angry, pointing out in front below his polo shirt.  Bates laughed
at the boy nearly falling with the intensity of the ejaculation and stood
chuckling as he grabbed the boy's hips and bodily threw him back up the
bed. The kid looked surprised and then he too started to laugh at what he
must have looked like.  Bates crawled over the kid and made him sit up and
strip his top.  Soon Todd was naked, his cock now sagging a little,
post-ejaculation.  Bates climbed off the end of the bed and circled around
to a small cabinet against the wall under the lone window; which had a
shade pulled down over it so the room was somewhat gloomy despite the
daylight outside.  He reached inside the door of the cupboard and took out
a large but almost used tube of KY gel.  Walking to the side of the double
bed, he unscrewed the cap; holding the tube up so the boy got the intent of
what was to come next.  The kid grinned lewdly and reached behind his knees
and lifted his legs high and wide and exposed the dark pucker of his anus;
stark against the pale white skin of his buttocks and.  The boy's scrotum
wrinkled and pink below the small brown rose.
   "You're up for it then?" Bates asked the rhetorical question, and waved
his still hard cock in a lewd manner.
   The boy beamed and nodded.  Bates lubed the kid expertly.  In fact the
act of greasing the kid's arse was a sex act in itself.  Working the gel as
deep as he could with one finger and then stretching and widening the kid
so he got a second finger in; and finally he could push all fingers, apart
from his pinky, into the kid's greased hole.  The kid lay passive holding
his legs and watching the man.  This was not that normal.  Most men were
impatient to fuck him and did not take a lot of time or care to lube him up
properly; some not at all.  But this man was different.  He clearly enjoyed
his fingers in Todd's tunnel and Todd was pleased he was gentle as he
massaged open the tight chute to take the big cock.  Even as he pulled his
legs up, the kid had a feeling of apprehension about the size of the man's
cock.  He was sure he hadn't taken one this big before.  And some smaller
cocks had hurt because of the carless urgency of the man fucking his arse.
But he began to relax as he realized this man was considerate and enjoyed
fingering his arse while lubing him.  After he was satisfied he had
lubricated the kids arse properly, Bates pulled back and greased his cock
slowly.  Studying the boy's face and seeing the way the boy was mesmerized
by the cock and the greasy hand lubing in.  Todd was surprised to see the
man reach into the pocket of the toweling robe, hanging open to expose his
front, and take out an object.  His eyes widened as the man fumbled with
his large ball sac and cock near the base and as the man finished and threw
the robe off of his shoulders to the floor, Todd saw the cock ring at the
base of the man's cock.  His eyes widened in question as to what it was. 
The black ring almost engulfed by the man's abundant pubic hair which
covered his lower abdomen.  He was also quite hairy on his chest, and the
tops of his thighs.  Bates chuckled at the look on the kid's face and he
tapped his cock which now looked even bigger than before; and it was red
and angry with the foreskin forced off the purple head because of the
tightness of the erection.  The cock had a dull sheen to it from the KY
which coated it.
   "Never seen one of these little things before?" Bates asked in a
semi-teasing tone.
   Todd shook his head, still wondering what it was.
   "It's a cock ring," Bates said with a lewd chuckle.  "Stops the blood
from flowing back from the cock and losing my stiffy," he said and stroked
the hard flesh.  "Means I can stay hard for a l-o-o-o-o-n-g time," he added
and laughed crudely.
   The boy suddenly looked apprehensive.  He didn't know about cock rings
before but the description of what it did meant he instinctively knew he
could be in for a long afternoon.  He swallowed hard and Bates saw the look
on the kid's face.  Chuckling, he moved forwards on his knees and run his
hand over the kids arse almost lovingly.
   "I bet you're a good fuck Todd," he leered crudely and he took his cock
in hand and rubbed it up and down the boys crack; occasionally stopping to
tease the greased pucker.
   He watched the kid's face and saw the boy was now very unsure about him.
That was good.  He liked his boy's a little scared.  It made him feel in
control; that he was the boss.  Not like some of the little shits who
though he would crawl over broken glass for them; just to get inside their
tight arses.  No, he liked the boy to be a little on edge and that made him
feel good.  Bates eventually stopped teasing the kid's crack with his cock
and touched the head against the anus which was slightly dilated from the
working over by his fingers.  He pushed gently and the boy's body resisted.
Bates pushed a little harder and Todd gritted his teeth in anticipation.  A
small part of the tip opened the sphincter a little and Bates pushed some
more.  Suddenly the sphincter relented and the purple head slid in as
Todd's arse stretched.  Todd groaned as he felt a twinge of discomfort. 
Bates eased himself further so the shaft followed the head and slowly he
opened the kid up and his big fat cock slid in.  Bates gave a series of
gentle in-out movements which caused Todd to gasp and groan, but it was
more as a nervous release to the realization that Bates was being very
considerate.  Eventually Bates had pushed himself all the way in so his
balls hung against Todd's white buttocks; the boy still holding his legs up
and open.  With a look of satisfaction, Bates braced his hands beside
Todd's shoulders and slowly began to fuck him.  The boy sighed in
appreciation of the man's consideration.  This was going to be a good
afternoon.
   The cock ring was a wonder for Bates.  He went for over an hour.  At
first Todd was unfazed by the fuck.  He's had numerous cocks before and had
been fucked serially over periods of a few hours with some of the men he'd
been with.  But no one had ever gone more than ten or twelve minutes.  But
Bates showed no signs of flagging, fucking steadily with the kid on his
back as he had started out.  Soon Todd's arms began to feel tired holding
his legs and then his groin began to ache as he kept his legs apart.  He
tried dropping his legs and Bates chuckled realising the kid was fatigued.
He hoisted the legs over his shoulders and bent the boy back and eased up
onto toes with his legs stretched straight.  Now semi-laying over the kid
with the boy's knees against his own chest, he fucked in deep deliberate
strokes.  The kid was feeling trapped and overwhelmed.  Never before had he
been pinned in one position and fucked for so long.  Most men had cum by
now.  Bates indulged himself and shagged the boy with increasing vigor. 
Soon the boy's groans and grunts of enjoyment at what was happening to him
became moans and groans of discomfort as his arse was ploughed mercilessly.
After what seemed an eternity, Bates eased back onto his knees and to
Todd's surprise, he pulled out.  The boy heaved a sigh of relief.  But his
respite was short lived as Bates manhandled the boy over onto his face. 
Todd groaned in disappointment the fuck was to continue and Bates roughly
coaxed the kid to kneel on his hands and knees.  He shoved back in easily,
causing the boy to gasp as the arsehole was suddenly stretched open again;
and soon Bates was fucking the boy solidly in doggy fashion.  Bates
maneuvered the boy in various positions.  He pulled the kid down the bed so
his legs draped over the end of the bed, and fucked while he stood behind
him.  Occasionally stooping at the knees to shove up and straight in an
effort to penetrate as deep as he could go; bringing about a low series of
moans of discomfort from the kid.  Todd had never had such a deep fucking
in his life before.  The clock ticked past half an hour and Bates pulled
out and roughly pulled the kid over him as he lay on his back.  He coaxed
Todd to reluctantly squat over the big cock and Bates forced the boys
shoulder so Todd impaled himself on the cock.  For another ten or fifteen
minutes Bates lay and enjoyed the increasingly tiring kid rise and fall on
his cock.  The boy's head lolling in fatigue and his mouth open slack with
saliva dripping from the corners.  Todd was literally fucked.  So tired and
wanting to simply fall foreword on Bates' chest.  Bates grinned cruelly at
the boy, knowing he was gone.
   He took the boy off the bed; Todd nearly falling he was so weekend by
the anal assault.  Throwing a pillow on the floor, Bates then canted the
large mirror on his battered dresser down so he could look up and see the
two of them in reflection.  Placing the kid on his knees but allowing him
to embrace the pillows, Bates fucked Todd doggy fashion a second time while
watching the act in the mirror.
   "Look up," he panted; grabbing the boy's hair and pulling his head up.
   Todd opened his weary eyes and they widened as he saw himself with the
man hunched over his back fucking his arse which now felt like it was being
reamed with sandpaper.  His head wanted to go back to the pillows but Bates
held it so he could see what was happening to him.
   "See how nicely you're being fucked," Bates chuckled crudely.  "You're
getting your tight little arse reamed boy."
   "I'm hurting," the kid gasped.
   "Nonsense," Bates barked, annoyed the kid was complaining.
   "More lube," the kid gasped and winced as Bates shove a little deeper.
   Bates heard the boy's words and saw the look of anguish flash over his
face in the mirror as he winced.  It hadn't occurred to him that the KY
would eventually be dissipated by such a long fuck.
   "I'll get more lube," he said quickly, and pulled out and turned to the
bed and found the squeezed tube.
   Todd fell back to the pillows and lay shattered.  Soon Bates was
greasing his arse and the boy sighed in relief as the gel was kind of
soothing on his tender sphincter.  His sigh of appreciation turned to a
sigh of despair as he felt his hips being lifted and the cock sliding back
in.
   "Oh God...no...no more," the kid sobbed weakly, but Bates didn't hear
him after the `Oh God' and took it as a sign of enjoyment now he was lubed
once more.
   "You love it eh?" the man said with a crude leer at their reflection in
the mirror, and started to plough the boy once more.
   It was just past an hour of solid fucking, easing down to slow periods
and speeding up again, through the various standard positions, that Bates
felt he could cum.  It had been over an hour since he had filled the kid's
mouth with the suck-turned throating downstairs; he fumbled under the
cock-ring and released the clever clasp that formed part of the ring.  He
felt the pressure come off his lower cock and his ball sac felt suddenly
liberated from the tight ring.  He gasped in satisfaction that the
constriction was released and rising up onto the balls of his feet, he
straddled the kid and deliberately picked up the pace and depth of
penetration; such that he soon felt the rise of cum deep inside his groin.
Shoving hard like a mad thing, Bates fucked the boy more vigorously as the
cum bubbled up the length of his cock and he cried out loudly as the first
strong spurts flew into the kids bowel.  All the while the man was gasping
and sobbing in delight as he shoved forward almost out of control, as he
came hard.  Emptying himself into the kid with such vigor that Todd was
pushed over the pillows and forward towards the dresser.  All the while
Bates taking fleeting glances at their reflection until they came so close
to the dresser Todd's head bumped it and they were out of the mirror's
reflection.  Bates gasped and finally fell forward over the boy who had had
to turn his head he was so close to the dresser base.
   ***
   "Here's some pocket money," Bates said a little sheepishly as Todd stood
at the back door.
   The boy glanced at it and made to refuse, then took the money.  He was
serious and quiet since the prolonged fuck.  Bates would have liked to go
again later in the afternoon but he was astute enough to realize he had
worked the kid's arse over to hard the first time.  The boy had fled to the
lavatory after Bates had crawled off him.  Sitting with his head in his
hands and crying quietly; his arsehole feeling like it was about to drop
out of his body.  Eventually he had regained his composure and he stood and
gingerly wiped the residue of the man's semen from his pucker and
surrounding area of his crotch and butt crack with toilet paper; wincing as
the toilet tissue felt like sandpaper.  He'd never been fucked so long and
hard.  It was akin to a bad experience he'd had when he'd been taken by
three men in succession.  But this was even worse as this lasted over an
hour.  The actual fuck had belied the tender preparation and his earlier
appreciation of Bates' concern to ensure he didn't hurt him.  That all went
out the window after about ten minutes of fucking.  After he had wiped
himself, he had crept back into the bedroom and began gathering up his
clothes with the intent of dressing and slipping out while the man dozed.
But Bates had sensed the kid moving around in the room and sat up.  He saw
instantly the boy was not entirely happy and realised he was about to take
flight.  He talked the boy into staying and the kid eventually relented. 
Bates cooked them lunch of sausage, egg and bacon and by the time he'd
finished eating Todd felt better about himself, though eager to leave in
case Bates had ideas of a round two of cock-ring fucking.  So Bates
relented and acknowledged perhaps the boy should go now.  The money was not
payment for the sex.  This kid was totally into sex with men as Ray had
said and he was not a rent boy or prostitute.  But Bates gave him the
twenty pounds as a sort of guilt payment for the use of the cock-ring and
hence the prolonged fuck.
   As he watched the boy head down the back of his garden towards the park,
he noted the kid walked deliberately.  Bates knew the kids arse must be
sore from the prolonged reaming of the big adult cock.  He wondered if he
would see him again.  Later that evening, Ray called.
   "Was I right?" he said with a chuckle.
   "Oh yeah you were right Ray," Bates answered with a laugh.  "He was
great."
   "How many times?" Ray asked.
   "Just the once," Bates said smiling to himself.
   "Just once...ho man you must be losing your edge," Ray scoffed. 
"What...run out of Viagra?" he chortled, teasing Bates.
   "It was OK for starters," Bates said smugly.  "And a nice blow job as
well."
   "Nothing like the sight of that little blond head bobbing up and down,"
Ray chuckled.
   "Blond...he wasn't blond," Bates said laughingly.
   "Course he was," Ray said firmly.  "Longish blond hair.  Looks a bit
girly...even better for it," he said.
   "No...the kid had brown hair...short...recently trimmed by the looks of
it," Bates said slowly.
   Silence, then Ray spoke.
   "No he was blond...is blonde...Trevor, about twelve, quite short and
with longish blond hair," Ray said sounding a little rattled.
   "This kid did not have blond hair," Bates said.  "Wait a minute, where
did you meet him?"
   "Can't tell you.  Don't want to bring other names into it," Ray said.
   "So someone brought him to you...you didn't meet him at the Langham
loos?" Bates asked.
   "Langham loos, what are you on about?" Ray said becoming a little
rattled with Bates.
   "He said he met you in the Langham Park lavatories," Bates said firmly.
And his name is Todd, not Trevor and he's blond.  He is about twelve, I'll
concede you that much...and I thought he was a bit girly."
   "J-e-e-sus he's not who I sent...or was sending...sharing," Ray said
suddenly sounding sombre.  "The kid I arranged was blond...called Trevor. I
have no idea who it is you're describing," he said seriously.
   Bates stood feeling sick.  Clearly the kid Ray was sharing was not the
boy who arrived.
   "Well who the hell was he then?" Bates said with a voice of concern.
   "Beats me," said Ray.  "But he knew about me?" he added with a worried
voice.
   "He said he did but I brought your name up...just your first name, like
he would know who I meant.  He seemed to know but now from what you say, I
don't think he knew who I was talking about at all," Bates said, recalling
his question to the boy about Ray, when he had arrived.  "And come to think
of it, he seemed uncertain when he said what his name was to," Bates
continued.  "I think he was scared I might have known the name of who was
coming...this Trevor as you said...and maybe thought I'd know he wasn't
Trevor."
   "Trevor's name is not Trevor," Ray said.  "I don't know his real name.
It's part of the deal when passing these boys around.  No real names. 
He...Trevor that is...thinks I'm Sid."
   "So this kid doesn't know your boy Trevor goes as Trevor, and didn't
know what name I was expecting.  That's why he was unsure about saying he
was Todd in case it wasn't a Todd I was expecting," Bates said.
   "J-e-e-sus what is going on here," Ray said with a worried voice.
   "Seems like this kid Todd and your so-called Trevor have been in some
sort of collusion," Bates answered.  "They've swapped.  Your Trevor must be
behind it as how else would this Todd know to get here.  Your Trevor would
have told him."
   "Oh fuck," Ray said sounding a little desperate.  "Who else knows?"
   "Oh fuck is right Ray.  This unknown kid knows where I live and so does
your Trevor.  We have two knowing my address and we don't know who either
one of these kids really is," said Bates solemnly.  "Is your Trevor
trustworthy...I mean he should be...you offered him to me."
   "Yeah...well...yeah...my Trevor is straight up for it.  He came to me by
referral.  I'm sharing him with two others," Ray said.  "I'd never offer to
share him if I wasn't trusting of him."
   "Yet he's engineered a switch," Bates said.
   "Your right," Ray said.  "I need to have a little chat to him...to see
what his game is...and the others and see if they have been duped by a
swap," he added.
   "Christ it's like a ringer at the nags," Bates said.
   "We're not sharing them," Ray began, "the horny little bastards are
sharing us."
   The End
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