Anonymous - Memoirs of a Voluptuary, or the Secret Life of an English Boarding School

As I began to suck harder and harder on Cecil's cock, he pressed my head down so that I might take his member deeper and deeper still in my mouth. All the while he began plunging his finger in and out of my anus, producing the most surging thrusts of pleasure throughout my body.

Just as he was about to spend, I attempted to lift my head from between his open thighs so that I might watch his fountain of spunk issue forth. I was curious to see if the ring would change his emission at all, but Cecil pushed my head down more forcefully, and I took his load in my mouth. His come spurted into my cheeks and trickled warmly down my throat like heated honey.

After a few moments, Cecil had recovered and he finally said, “You are a dear child, Charlie; I was ready at once to take you into my friendship as a comrade of Gaston's, but you would have won your way there without his aid. Never fear for him, my heart is large enough to hold you both – and your other friend too, if he had been here, as well. Now it is my turn, and you shall let me regale myself on your body. I am dying to do so, for one with so loveable a face, must, I am sure, have an equally enchanting form.”

“But will not Gaston be back in a few minutes?” I asked.

“It does not matter. We will prepare a little surprise for him. But tell me, has my young friend ever mentioned me to you?” he went on.

“Oh yes, he has often told me about you, and what a good friend you have been to him,” I replied equivocally.

“You little rogue,” he cried, “I mean has he ever given you a particular account of his visits to me? But I am not fair in asking you. I do not wish you to betray your friend's confidence. It is quite sufficient that I know you and have you with me now. Come with me, and we shall see what we shall see when Gaston returns.”

He took me to his bedroom where he helped me undress, and laid me on the bed.

“Beautiful! Charming!” he exclaimed rapturously, as with burning eyes, he proceeded to devour my body. “You are an angel and I shall feel under an eternal debt to Gaston for giving me this privilege of your acquaintance. My only sorrow is that I will soon have to say farewell to you, but I hope to see you again, when you come to stay with your friend another time.”

He kissed me fervently on the belly and between the thighs and took my cock in his hands, murmuring, “What a ravishing love jewel!”

It was hot and stiff and its erection did not diminish under his caressing touch, while he tickled my balls with a magnetic effect, sending a deep vibration of voluptuousness through my frame. At length he took it in his mouth and sucked it with an ardor that caused me to remember how fond he was of this amusement, according to de Beaupre.

He was in the middle of doing this when we heard Gaston's voice, calling to know where we were.

“Stay here,” said Cecil to me, “I will bring him in.”

He left the room, but almost immediately returned, following by de Beaupre. He gave a look of momentary surprise at seeing me laying naked on the bed, but it quickly changed to a smile, as he glanced from me to Cecil.

“I say,” he cried, “You have been getting on very well together while I have been away. I never thought Charlie would know so well how to pass the time.”

“I don't fancy Charlie is much in need of your assistance, Monsieur,” said Cecil. “And I think I ought to be severe with you, for I am afraid you have been telling tales out of school. But never mind; I will pardon you if only because you brought me such a dear boy. Suppose you undress too. I should like to see you both together like that.”

“All right, I'm ready,” he replied. “It will be a nice prelude to the theater. But you must join us in the same way, Cecil.”

“Indeed Monsieur, you are very overbearing in your demands. However, if it will please you, I will do so; but it is rather for Charlie's sake than for yours.”

They both divested themselves of their clothes, and when they had reduced themselves to utter nudity, Blackie said with surprise, “Cecil you have got a ring like Sir Henry's!”

“Yes,” he laughed. “I got pierced some months ago. It was to commemorate my five year membership of Society X!”

They took their places beside me, Cecil being in the middle. The situation enthralled me and I was transported into the seventh heaven. I could not take my eyes from Cecil and I greedily drank in every detail of his well muscled form, stroking his firm belly, squeezing his strong thighs, and pressing his firm buttocks in my hands, while he in turn, repeatedly kissed me on the lips and sucked my nipples, now and again turning to bestow a corresponding caress on Gaston, while his hands were occupied in devoting soft embraces and titillations to our respective cocks.

“Let us get closer,” he said. “Come towards me, Charlie!” and he turned on his side, facing me. “You, as the guest of the occasion, shall have the post of honor accorded you. Come, dear boy, slide to the middle so that you might have pleasure fore and aft!”

He threw his arms about me and pulled me to him tightly. With Cecil behind me and Gaston in front of me, my instincts told me what to do. Soon I found myself locked between two fires of passion. I immediately began to press the head of my cock into Gaston's bottom as Cecil did the same to mine. Cecil's lustful movements began to coincide with my own as I pushed my cock deeper into Gaston, while Cecil assailed me from behind.

Gaston began to groan with pleasure and I could hear Cecil's cooings of pleasure measuring with my own. Gaston's hole felt hot and tight 'round my cock, and Cecil's forceful thrusts into my own asshole was giving me the greatest excess of pleasure. I gave myself up to a menage a trois with uncontrollable abandon. My emotions were raised to such a pitch that I quickly experienced the hot sensation of a climax approaching. As I finally drenched Gaston's anus with my boiling emission, Cecil's bursting cock spent itself in torrid streams into my own tight hole. I sensed a moan growing deep within my throat as I felt for a moment that my soul, my body, was being eaten up with tongues of living fire as pangs of exquisite delight filled my entire being. At last I fell forward in exhaustion and embraced Gaston, as Cecil embraced me.

In a little while we regained our energies and sat up, but our cocks presented a bedraggled and shrunken appearance, causing Cecil to seize them with little gestures of derision. We could not, however, aspire to such heights of excess as he, and Gaston told him so, in so many words. He dropped his raillery at once and said, “You have both been very good boys, and I have not enjoyed myself so much for months. What a delightful afternoon this has been. I shall not forget it for a long time. You cannot imagine how glorious it was to have your darling bodies in bed with me – the sensation was too lovely to be explained in speech.

We wiped ourselves and then Cecil insisted on sucking me. I was for postponing this, having scarcely yet recovered from my commerce with him, but he pointed out that he would not have another chance, as it would be necessary to get ready for the theater before long, so I had perforce to give way to him.

It made my cock ache a good deal at first, but this feeling wore off with returning voluptuousness, and he kept at his task until he had made it come erect again; but the sensation was too intolerable, every stiffening tremor of the organ sending a deep, shooting spasm through me, and at last I had to beg him to stop.

Cecil ordered dinner to be prepared rather earlier than usual, and while we were partaking of it, he said, “Do you remember, Gaston, that place I took you to once, Society X? I dare say Charlie knows all about it too, but I will not embarrass you by asking whether he does.