James Part 4: Karen and Liam

“You know Martin is right. You are a little faggot. Even I can see that – you loved it the other night, and Martin told me tonight you let him fuck you. If you weren’t gay, you wouldn’t of let this happened to you. I bet, if I start wanking you, you’ll get hard and cum for me. If you do, I think that’ll prove you’re like Martin and I. We don’t mind if you’re gay. You seem to like guys fucking you, and having cum. We understand that. We can make sure you get what you need, always.”

As he spoke, he gently stroked my dick to erection. The soothing tones on his voice, coupled with the rhythmic stroking of my dick soon lulled me into a more relaxed state. Ian held poppers beneath my nose, and as I inhaled, I relaxed even more. He began to wank me faster, and as I came closer to orgasm, he took my cock in his mouth and as I came, swallowed my seed. He then led me to the bathroom to clean myself.

Martin only had a few more days leave left, but each day he made sure I got sexual attention. As each session progressed, he ensured I came as well, though mostly by masturbating me as we had anal sex with me. When he left, Ian and I began to become more sexually active together.

Life continued on after Christmas, and my 16th birthday approached. School was not going well, and eventually Ian was called to meet with the headmaster. I had never excelled in school, but I had never been bottom of the class either. However, being a teenager, I followed my peers and messed around – skipped classes, not completing and handing over homework etc. It had come to a stage where the school felt my guardian should be involved.

When I arrived home from school, Ian beckoned me into the living room. I assumed he wanted a blowjob. When I entered, he told me to sit down. He explained about the meeting and how he felt things were not going well in school. What he told me then, shocked me. I had expected to be reprimanded – but Ian announced that in two weeks, after my 16th birthday, that I would be old to enough to leave school legally – and that I was leaving the school. I was delighted inside, but was unsure how I should react. Ian proceeded to tell me that he had lined up a job for me with a local construction firm he worked closely with. I would start in six weeks. With minimum fuss, and a high degree of efficiency, the day after my sixteenth birthday, I withdrew from my education. I was feeling a twinge of sorrow to leave the few friends I had made since joining the school, but the prospect of real money was appealing. And, as with any teenage guy, being allowed to leave school was a dream come school. On my first day of freedom, I fucked around the house all morning, and went to the park in the afternoon. It was at the skate area I saw Liam. It was the first time I’d ever consciously checked out a guy. He was hot. Liam was 21, 5 foot 10, with a lean body, tightly shaven brown hair, and green eyes. He told me that he was studying IT at a local university. It was a warm day, so all he wore some baggy shorts and a t-shirt. We played about, but after already putting in some time, I told Liam that my heart wasn’t in it. He smiled, and came down and joined me. We sat at the edge of the ramp, and for a moment there was a silence. Liam offered me a cigarette, and I accepted – an action that broke the uncomfortable silence. We chatted for what seemed like an age about general shit – music, boards, and eventually women – a topic which of course, led to sex. Liam described his girlfriend, Karen, who was 19. The night previous they had been out in a club, and Liam had brought Karen into the toilet and fucked her in the cubicle, with a guy looking over the cubicle wall as they fucked. I shuffled in discomfort as my dick sprang to attention at the thoughts of seeing Liam fuck, or indeed being fucked by Liam.

He seemed to notice, and laughed.

“Got a girl yourself mate?”

I mumbled a no, and blushed. Liam laughed, and let the conversation take on a new direction. It began to get dark, and Liam got up to leave. He was heading back to his flat, and invited me around for a joint. I accepted, and texted Ian to say I wouldn’t be back home for dinner. Liam’s place was a flat located above a pokey little run-down corner shop, and the interior of his place reflected the state of the exterior. We left our skateboards in the hall, and then slumped on a sofa in the sitting room. Liam produced two ready-made joints, which we smoked. It was strong stuff, and after a second one, my head was clouded again. Liam was a more experienced smoker, and seemed less affected by it. We were talking, and again, the conversation turned to women. Eventually Liam left the room for a moment, and came back brandishing a VHS tape.

“Finest Dutch Porn – fucking top quality!”

He slipped the tape into the machine, and pressed play. A picture of a woman, approximately 40 years of age being bent over and anally fucked by a young, hung black boy appeared on screen.

“Awwww fuck mate, I love this bit. Love fucking birds up the shitter so I do” he said, in between tokes of his third joint.

“Ever done one like that?” was the next comment. It hardly surprised me, but still I blushed – much more that usual. That blush seemed to speak volumes to Liam, who looked me over.

“You’re not into fucking women at all. You’re a queer! Fuck me, I thought I would of figured that one out earlier!” He said all of this in such a laughing manner; I knew he wasn’t disgusted by the idea. The woman on the screen began to pant as her lover played with her clit.

“I’m not queer mate…I…you know…. I’m not sure”.

Liam nodded, sagely, as if to suggest he was familiar with the uncharted territory that was my sexuality. It’s kind of funny to think of how little he did know about the complicated web it really was. The porn video cut to a new scene, where two women were shagging one guy. One woman was getting eaten out, while the other sucked his cock. My own cock was dribbling pre-cum at the sight. I needed to focus my head, and not do anything stupid. I lit up a cigarette and inhaled, trying desperately to calm my nerves. Liam, of course, gave me a running commentary of the porno – a blow-by-blow account if you pardon the pun. The scene soon came to its conclusion, with orgasms all around. Liam fast forwarded the tape to another scene, and told me to watch it. The older woman was back, lying on her bed. Four guys surrounded her – her earlier black lover, and sexy young skater boy, an average looking “jock” and a cute guy in a soccer kit. All of them looked about 18 to 22, with the skater, the soccer guy and the black guy all looking like the earlier end of the scale (I’m not quite sure the skater even made it into the lower end of that bracket), while the jock boy was a bit older. The scene changed dramatically as they guys divested their clothing, and began to service the woman sexually. The skater boy had a lovely un-cut pierced cock that was inside her pussy in no time. How I wished I were she.

All this left me horny, and in serious need of some relief. I was about to excuse myself to the bathroom, when we heard a noise at the front door – it was Karen coming home. I looked over at Liam, who didn’t look in the least bit concerned. He turned his face away from the porno, and looked back at me completely unconcerned. As Karen entered the room my heart skipped a beat, thinking there was going to be trouble when she saw her boyfriend watching porn. My fears were unfounded, as she seemed unconcerned about her boyfriend playing the movie. She crashed down on the sofa beside him and kissed him. Liam introduced us, and I got to check her out. He hadn’t lied earlier – she was a real stunner. The porno continued unabated, and had switched to a beautiful young brunette woman, aged about 20, being fucked by the soccer guy from the earlier scene. Karen chuckled and commented that the guy was dead sexy. I smiled back, and then realised I shouldn’t be agreeing with her!

She wore a lovely short skirt and white blouse – she was a medical secretary, and just in from work. I could see the outline of her bra beneath her blouse. I thought to myself, out of many pairs I’d seen, that these were fucking beautiful tits. While I was still “looking” at the porno, I couldn’t but help steal looks at her legs – and lovely legs they were. It was my third glance, when I noticed that Liam’s hand was sliding up her thigh. My cock was hard, and the raging state of hormones made me want to look more. I concentrated on the movie, but a sudden moan from Karen drew my eyes directly over to that direction. It was now clearly visible that Liam was fingering her cunt for her, and neither of them cared that I was there to see it. Karen saw me looking and smiled – and then she began to unbutton her blouse. I thought I was in heaven. In no time, her blouse was off, and she was un-strapping her bra. Her nipples were erect and pert, matching the shapeliness of her breasts. Liam looked over and smiled, and nodded at me as if to say “go on, play with them”. I reached over and felt her smooth, fair skin and ran my thumb over her hard nipples. Liam pulled her panties down, and then unzipped her skirt. As he did, Karen arched her hips so as the garment slid down her smooth legs.

“Well lads, your turn now!” she said, grinning wickedly.

Testament to my exposure to my uncle and his boyfriend’s sexuality, I was more uncomfortable stripping off in front of Karen then her boyfriend, Liam. It didn’t take long before both of us were naked, with our erections pointing straight out. Karen merely pointed at her cunt, and Liam began to go down on her. She nodded at me, and I took it to mean I should follow Liam’s lead. She spread her legs out wide, resting them on our shoulders allowing access for both of us to lick and finger her. I’d only ever heard of this, but Liam appeared to be quite used to it, and I mimicked his tongue and finger actions. It didn’t seem that long before Karen began to moan and groan. Liam picked up the pace and began tonguing her pussy lips quicker, and playing her clit like a guitar. My clumsy efforts could hardly help, but I decided to keep doing it. As she keep going, a sudden wave of inspiration came over me, and I licked my pussy scented finger, and coated it with spit. Without missing a beat, I pushed against her anal passage where it slid through with ease. Karen squirmed and began to moan even more. Liam looked up briefly to nod and smile, before he went back down on his girlfriend. It was only a matter of moments before she became caught in an orgasmic wave. As both of us hovered over Karen’s pussy, I tried to kiss Liam, but he backed away. I figured all my dreams were unlikely to come true, but it was worth a try.

We stood up, with cocks still hard, when Liam took the next initiative. He pushed me forward, and his girlfriend wrapped her lips around my teenage cock. My knees buckled, as the feeling of pleasure engulfed me. Liam stood wanking beside us, as his girlfriend sucked me off. I moaned liked hell, as I had never felt anything like it. After a few minutes, she slid my cock out of her mouth, and beckoned her boyfriend over and began to suck him off. I stood there, not quite knowing what to do, as Liam slid his prick in and out of Karen’s mouth. The moments went by, and I watched the intense sexual connection between the two lovers. I decided I needed to get back in the action, and went down under Liam’s legs and began to tongue Karen’s clit and pussy lips again. She moaned as she sucked her boyfriend’s prick and placed a hand down to her cunt to help me along. I licked and fingered for all I was worth, when I noticed Liam pull out. I continued licking as Karen’s moaning signalled she might be approaching her second orgasm. Next thing I knew, I felt Liam’s hand push my right in to Karen’s pussy. The warmth and smell nearly drove me crazy. I licked for all I was worth as Karen drifted into another orgasm. I sprang my head back, and watched as Karen lay there, obviously feeling extremely proud about bringing a woman to orgasm – me a boy, who technically hadn’t even had real sex with a woman. Liam, who was still wanking, began to moan loudly, and then began to shoot a load of hot cream onto Karen’s breasts. It was the sexiest sight I had seen in my young life, as the cream dribbled down her breast and one strand came to rest on her left nipple. I still hadn’t came yet, but I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, waiting to explode. It was then, Liam sat down on the sofa, cock hard again and Karen moved over and began to slide down on to it. I expected Liam was now going to fuck her, but it happened not quite as I expected it. Instead of sliding his dick into her pussy, he began to slide it into her arse. Karen grimaced as Liam’s cockhead passed her anal entrance, but soon settled down and began to bounce on it in a rhythm. She lay back on Liam, who closed his eyes, concentrating on fucking his girlfriend. I was mesmerised.

“Come on, get it in me” Karen gasped at me, pointing to her pussy. Liam dug in his pocket and pulled out a rubber for me. I needed no further invitation. I rolled the condom over my cock and pressed my body against hers. For the first time, my penis entered a woman’s moist, warm vagina. I sighed, and then begin to lick Liam’s cum off her tits. As I licked the final glob of cum off her breast, I went up and put my lips to hers – something Ian had done with me many times. I wasn’t sure if she would accept, but I decided I had nothing to lose. To my surprise, she did. This girl was mind-blowing – she kissed me, sharing her boyfriend’s cum. This was it. I picked up pace and began to fuck faster as I shot the biggest load of cum in my life into her cunt. I lay there, feeling Liam’s humping beneath us. I knew he was near cumming again and within moments Karen moaned as her boyfriend grabbed her hips and forced his prick as far up her anal passage as possible, and deposited a load of his sexy skater cum inside her.

After a few minutes of just lying there in post-orgasmic bliss, we separated and cleaned up. Liam and I had another joint, and agreed to meet again in the skate park later in the week. I followed Karen into the kitchen and said my goodbye. However, I didn’t get out of the house, until I unzipped my jeans and fucked her again on the kitchen table. Liam sat in the living room; smoking, seemingly unconcerned that I had to ask him for another condom, and even less so that his girlfriend was fucking his mate. After shooting another load of cum inside in Karen, and I left the house elated. I now didn’t feel like I was gay. Yeah I was possibly bisexual, but definitely not gay.