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Subject: A WEEK IN WALES PART THREE A WEEK IN WALES PART THREE � VAN T Z Boi 2017 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author’s permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you like this then please support and make a donation; without you would not be able to read this and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy stories) (Thanks to all of you who contacted me. The update on my `lost stories’ is that only two have yet to be found, `Detained at Daddies’ and `Mummy Said,’ so if you did get a copy then please send me a copy if you can. Once those lost ones are edited I will let you know when they are available. In the meantime I hope to continue to add to my listing, any comments please to my new email address ail. And read on and enjoy. Van T Z Boi) His cock was warm and satiny strong and I stroked it slowly. I inhaled the sweet perfume of teenage testosterone emanating from his groin. I looked at Harry, he had an odd look on his face but his hands remained by his sides on the edge of the table. “Looks like something else need massaging,” I smiled. My hand continued the slow up and down motion. “Coach don’t approve of tossing off,” Harry’s voice was thick but he made no other move. “You’re a teenager,” I replied now teasing my fingers around the rim of his cock through the foreskin, he smelled enticing and delicious and all I wanted to do was to suck the teen spunk out of his teen balls. “Coach says it weakens the muscle structure,” his voice was even more treacly and his body trembled. “Says I won’t improve if I keep wasting my own minerals,” he twitched again as I squeezed his cockhead. “But you’re a teenager,” I repeated, “it’s natural to wank, it’s part of growing up,” I ran my hand up and down his delectable five inches of searingly hot hard teen dick, he moaned and bent slightly forward, his mouth was slightly agape and his pearly white teeth gleamed with youthful brilliance. “And as to losing your own minerals, well I know of a way around that.” He swiftly gasped my hand and stopped me in mid stroke, “You do,” his tone was eagerly inquisitive, “really, you’re not kidding me,” there was a desperate edge to his throaty voice now and an appealing look in his eyes. I cuddled his teenage balls in my other hand; they were heavy and full, swollen with his youthful dews. “There are ways and methods,” I looked him straight in the eye and saw the dawning of hope light them up. “But I’ll need my hands,” I smiled. “Fuck it,” he swore as he let my hand go. He sat there and looked at me, he looked helpless and yet there was a now hopeful look in his eyes. I looked around, the hall was dark and empty apart from our corner, the men were preparing to visit the local pub or settle down for the night and the boys were also settling down. I looked back at my eager teenager, his body gleamed in the low light, the defined muscles picked out by the soft rays and there was an intensity about him now, he almost hummed with lusty desire and anticipation. I bent my head, my mouth quickly closing on the upwards pointed teen dick; he gasped loudly and was quick to put his hand across his mouth as the sound echoed in the empty hall. I savoured his sensational scent, that salty hormone loaded aroma filled my sinus as my head bobbed up and down and I further inhaled the musky scent of his pubes. Held captive by his desire and the pressure of my head downwards he made no move to stop me, instead he moaned and sighed and his body twitched and writhed as I sucked him. My hands now free were able to stroke his shaft and caress his balls, his moans grew even more throatier and his body vibrated with the teenage lust that was finally being allowed to run free. As silently as possible he thrashed about on the table as the long denied pleasure wracked his body and pounded his nerves. I tasted his precum; it was so sweet, so honey like and I suckled it straight from his cocklips. He groaned through his hand as I licked the thick skin of his ridge, my hand working up and down his shaft. His body was tense to such a degree I swear I could feel the wave of desires washing through his nerves. Suddenly he gave a deep cry and bent forward over me, using his chest to push me down as he covered his mouth with both hands. I felt that special micro second moment when he tensed and then he went into a spermal spasm as the hot seed blasted into my mouth, I swallowed the first bullet and then sucking his cock swiftly I tongued the remaining jet like pulses to one side. He gasped repeatedly, his chest heaving with sexual release and he sank down over me, a sated weight as his body trembled with the after effects of his orgasm. “Fuck,” he whispered and then his words were lost in my throat as I covered his lips with mine and forcing my tongue between his teeth I slicked his sperm into his mouth and held him and kissed him until he swallowed. Using my tongue inside his mouth I checked that all his seed was gone and then I stood back up and grinned down at him. He sat in an ungainly heap, his limbs at odd angles his, teenage Adonis of a body now a squidgy mess of flesh and bone. He looked up at me helpless and so beautifully vulnerable. “Wha, wha, what did you?” he waved a very limp arm at me, his fingers dangled uselessly from his wrist. “I told you there were things that could be done,” I stroked his chest, it was still palpitating slowly. “I don’t understand,” he looked blankly down his body, his cock was still thick and swollen and a small bubble of sperm appeared at the tip. I wiped it on my finger and then spread it across his lips. “Lick that,” I told him, obediently he did so and then a light dawned in his eyes. “You mean you?” he waved his palm of a hand weakly and I nodded, “Fuck,” he whispered and then a look crossed his face and he added thoughtfully, “I never thought about that.” I reached over and caressed his teen rod, it pulsed in my hand and instantly grew steely hard again, I let my hand slide down to his ballsac, it was still hot and swollen. “You’re balls are still very full,” I grinned at him as I teased the foreskin back and forth. “Fuck,” he whispered and it was an anticipatory tone that riddled his voice now. The sound of footsteps from the leaders side sounded loud to our ears. I slung a towel at Harry and turned to look at the door. “We’re just off down the pub,” Skip stood there, “you gonna be okay?” “No problem, ankara türbanlı escort but I thought you were off to bed,” I smiled back, “I know the boys now so I don’t think they will be a problem. I’ll have some sandwiches and cocoa ready for you and the others when you get back.” “Yeah well the guys need someone to keep an eye on them and I mut admit it did not take too much of an arm twist, but the cocoa and sandwiches are a good idea, the pubs close early in Wales so that will be very welcome,” he turned to go and then looked back, “you want us to bring anything back for you?” “Nope,” I replied, “I’m happy with my coffee and in any case someone has to keep sober in case of emergencies,” I waved my hand. “Bye Cookie, Bye Harry,” Skip waved a backwards hand and then he was gone, the sound of the others trooping by the back door echoed in the hall. I looked at Harry, the towel did little to hide the pulsing lump. “I’ll deal with than for you,” I chuckled and tugged the towel away; his magnificent teen rod throbbed wetly in the low light. I looked around, there was noise coming from the boys side, the boys who could not sleep were heading for the hall now, “Come with me,” I told him. Inside the kitchen I blocked the door to the upstairs quarters in case anyone was left behind. Harry sat at the table whilst I spoke to the boys coming into the hall. The group of pyjama clad boys were gathering at the table we had vacated. “Okay lads, keep your noise down whilst those who want to sleep can,” I picked up Harry’s stuff and headed back to the kitchen. A quiet hum came from the boys as they set out the board games and cards. I sat beside Harry in the dark of the kitchen, small flickers of light flittered through the doorway and the shutter. I stroked his teen cock, he was trembling with anticipation and fear. I could tell he was uptight and tense. “We’ll have to keep the noise down too,” I whispered as I stroked his cock, it pulsed in my hand and a splodge of precum dripped down the hot shaft. I rubbed it into the velvet like smooth skin. “No, nnnnuuuuuno,” he sighed but he did not push my hand away. I considered the options, sensibly I should have just dressed him and left it at that but I wanted him, I wanted to suck that sweet cock and properly taste his cum. I stood up and quietly opened the door to the outside, it was cool but not cold, the moon was bright and the outside area was lit up with that white greyness of sun enriched moonlight. “Come,” I whispered and held out my hand to the naked youth. Tentative at first he tiptoed towards me and then as we stood outside it was Harry who headed for the trees. He stood behind one and then another seeking one which he felt gave the best cover. I jammed the towel into the bark behind his back to protect his skin and then covered his lips with mine. For a moment he resisted and then we were kissing, kissing with all the fervour of a teenager that has just discovered sex. Harry lost his inhibitions as he learned how to kiss, my hands worked his body too, teasing his nipples, stroking his shaft and his cockhead, sliding my fingertips across the slit, cuddling and squeezing his balls and sliding one finger over the puckered kiss that was his teen pussy, in his expanding desire and lust Harry did not seem to notice nor did he seem to care. All the constraints were gone and like many a teenager who had discovered the extraordinary joys of sex, he was going for it, and naturally going wild. I licked his nipples; he gasped and then pressed my head hard against his chest. I obliged and sucked deep at his teats; he growled with newfound passion and desire and clung on tight. My head slicked down, sucking and licking all the way, his moans were classic in my ears, the classic music of a teenager who has discovered the delight of his own body and is rolling in the dirt with unbound wantonness, I blessed the coach who had left him so unprotected and stressed and so readily available for me to unleash the rampant hormonic teenager inside that five inches of unused teen dick. I slicked his cock and he thrust his hips forward, burying his cock in my mouth and almost into my throat. His hand once again around my head as he pressed me into him, I sucked and swallowed, tasting his sweetness and savoured his teen precum, slicking and swallowing all he had to offer. No animal in heat could have been wilder than Harry was at that point. I sank to my knees, my head bobbing back and forth, my hands again working in unison on his shaft and balls and occasionally sliding one finger between his legs and across the now pulsing entrance to his teenage pussy. Harry moaned and groaned and growled as the delicious delights of orgasmic bliss soared throughout his twisting body. Instinctively now his hips set up the rhythm to meet my bobbing head, he was forcing his cock ever deeper as my tongue and lips and teeth rocked his cock. I could feel his knees trembling as his ardour rose, his grunting took on a new depth and his hands were gripped tight around my head. Harry was proving a quick and passionate learner and I was more than happy to teach him the ways of his hormone ravelled teenage body. I took my time, teasing and leading him all the way, allowing the heavy handed grabbing and thrusting, bringing him to his peak again and again but not over the top. I wanted to empty his balls this time, they were full of pent up sperms just as his body was full of pent up emotions and hormones. I sucked and suckled his shaft. I sucked and kissed his balls, taking them one by one with their furry covering into my mouth and sucking them, teasing the loose skin with my lips, tongue and teeth, then I took his whole ballsac into my mouth and made swallowing motions on the wrinkled skin with the sparse hairs. I got back on my feet and plundered his mouth whilst my hands kept his cock busy and Harry lapped it all up. Now we swapped tongues when we kissed and I sucked the curved tip into my mouth, his hand now comfortable around my back, stroking the back of my neck. “You kiss good,” I whispered as I broke back to look at him in the moonlight. “I have a great teacher,” he grinned and this time he started the kissing. I went back on my knees, I knew they would ache later but for now I had a different ache to attend to. I took his sticky shaft deep into my mouth and began sucking heavily on the exposed glans which I had teased all the way back with my tongue and teeth. I nipped his ridge gently with my teeth. He stiffened and growled tuzla escort and then it happened, that micro second once again of absolute tense tension prior to the shooting streams of spermal release. I counted seven heavy spurts of teen cream before the after dribbles wept into my swallowing mouth. I tasted every single one of his sperms as they were ejected from his teen tubes and I savoured the sweet saltiness of his teenageness as that special boy cream coated my mouth and then slid slowly down my throat. His dick continued to pulse long after his orgasm and I had to hold him up as he became a dead weight, his knees buckling part way through his orgasm. He wheezed and gasped and grunted, his hips now heaving slower and slower and I caught a glance at his face in the moonlight. His eyes shone starry in the silvery whitelight but his expression was beyond rapture and I could only inhale his teen beauty as his face and body expressed the newly discovered sensual emotions that were still coursing though his trembling and sperm wasted body. For some beautiful minutes I knelt worshipping my teen idol, sucking slowly at the still pulsing and swollen teenrod that was now so happy and safely secured in the harbour of my mouth. Best of all part of my finger was embedded inside the pink heat of his teen pussy and I could feel the aftershocks of his orgasm on my fingertip. My hand held his hot balls, already they were hard at work, replenishing the well of hopefully never ending teen cream and I hoped to suck a pint out of him before the week was up. Without doubt I was in heaven and so was he; joined together by the delectable bridge of his teenrod we experienced that extraordinary consummation of mutually attained orgasmic heights and whilst for me this was one of many such heavenly experiences I was totally aware that this was exceptional for Harry and my predatory side was certain that this would lead to securing his virginity well before the week was out. I reluctantly allowed his now limp whilst yet swollen teen dick to slip out of my mouth and I released his hot ballsac. A sharp ache in my knees reminded me that I was no longer a teenager and my kneecap was sending me a warning. I held onto Harry’s naked body and pulled myself up. Harry was still leaning slumped against the tree trunk and as I rose I could smell that wonderful mixture of teen spunk, teen sweat sex and teen aroused hormones. To me Harry was ripe with lust and open to more. I kissed him, groggily he responded and I slid my hands around the tight muscular globes of his perfectly shaped arse and worked my finger once again inside the hot heat of his teen pussy. He grunted at the invasion, his mouth mashed up against mine and I felt his hands now pushing at my chest as he tried to push me away. I held him tight against the tree using my weight to try and control him but his bodybuilding strength was proving too much for me. “Cookie you out here?” it was one of the boys, his voice broke into our tussle and I let Harry go and stepped out from behind the tree. “I’m here,” I called out. Harry trembled but stood still against the trunk. His face was a picture and his eyes appealed to me but I was well aware of the need to keep him hidden. “What’s the problem?” “We wondered if we could have some hot chocolate?” the boy replied. “No problem, I’ll be right in,” I turned to Harry who was petrified in the moonlight. “Stay here and follow me in after a minute,” he nodded his head, his teen dick was now small and tight over his scrunched up balls and he still smelt and looked delectable. In the kitchen I set about making the hot chocolate, the ever filled boiler was quickly brought to the boil and by the time the huge teapot was ready to pour Harry was back with me and wearing his shorts. “You okay?” I whispered as I set out the mugs on a tray. “Yessss,” he whispered back but there were questions in his tone. I looked at him, “I think you ought to have a shower,” I told him, “I did not want him to lose that awesome teen perfume of his but it was so strong the other boys would be bound to notice. He followed me out and as the boys gathered around me to grab a mug he slipped through the entrance to the boys dorm. I poured out all the chocolate and leaving the boys followed after Harry. He was busy in the showers and as he now seemed at ease I left him and took a turn around the bunk rooms. Two of the rooms were quiet, some of the boys were clearly asleep and in the longer room where the older boys had located themselves I found a bunch of them gathered in one corner. I noticed William was in the group and they were all intent on something. One of them noticed me and shouted out “It’s Cookie,” and they all turned towards me, the boy against the wall on the bunk however was revealed and I caught the glimpse of an erect thick teen dick before he covered it up. `This must be the Freddie that William had talked about and it was clear that William was right about the size of the lad’s prong. I now had another goal for the week. “Hi Guys I’m offering hot chocolate for those who want it,” I smiled and left them to it. A number followed me down to the main hall and I reloaded the teapot with chocolate and sat with them whilst they chatted. A couple started to yawn and it was infectious. Harry came back and I asked him to help me clean up, it meant I had a chance to talk to him. In the quiet of the kitchen I stood beside him as he washed and I dried. “You okay now?” I asked obviously concerned. He turned to look at me, his hands were still steady in the washing up bowl so I surmised that he wasn’t pissed off. “I, I, I er,” he swished the water around and then took a deep breath, “I’m not gay,” he stated almost vehemently. “I know,” I replied. He looked up again, a puzzled look on his face, “then why did you,” he stopped unable to put it into words. “Hey, I was just showing you a great time,” I lied, well mostly it wasn’t a lie, “your coach has got you mixed up about the sex thing,” I was as nonchalant as I could be, “I was just showing you what was what, it’s no big thing.” I touched his nose and then stroked his lips, he trembled but did not turn his head. “Besides you’re balls were still full of all that backed up teen spunk,” I moved my hand down to where his shorts were bulging again and as I caressed the thickening lump he gripped the side of the sink and avrupa yakası ucuz escort groaned. I squeezed the growing rod, Harry was taking deeper breaths, I unbuttoned his shorts, his cock flopped out pulsing and already dripping. I eased the foreskin back slowly exposing the purple pink tip, it was wet and sticky. I bent down and licked the sweetness of it, my tongue rasping across the sensitive skin. Harry drew himself up on tiptoe as the extraordinary sensations once again made his blood and his balls boil. I sucked the teen pipe deep into my mouth, skinning the foreskin right back with my lips. Harry grabbed my head with both his hands, there was no hesitation now. He thrust back and forth as I kept my head still, my lips and tongue wrapped around the pulsing teenmeat sliding around inside my mouth. I tongued it into my cheeks and closed my teeth, his young dick rubbed between my inner cheek and my teeth, it caused another sensational wave of sensory sexual delights. Another new experience for Harry and he groaned as his knees buckled with the ecstasy that was taking him into another orbit. Now I set the pace, the rhythm, my hands and mouth and tongue working together to bring my novice to his personal joy and boy was he enjoying it. My hand crept around his taut globes again, my finger seeking the heated entrance. I touched the puckered skin, feeling the pulsing lips part as my finger slid inside, this time further in, further in to the little bubble that was hot to touch. Harry growled and shook as now my finger went to work as well as my mouth and lips and my other hand on his silky shaft. I felt his balls twitch and at the same time his growl hit a different pitch. His hips and his cock jerked once, twice and then his teen seed exploded inside my mouth, the jets of teen spunk splattering against my teeth. I swallowed quickly slurping down his salty dew and sucking hard on his cockhead to draw the rest of his teen cum. He grunted and growled and sank hunched over me. I slurped what I could and felt his cock at last shrivel up, the glans receding inside the wet foreskin. “Coach is gonna kill me,” Harry whispered as he stood up still holding onto the sink. I pressed against him and kissed him hard, licking the last traces of his sperm into his mouth and at the same time my hands slid down his back and cupped his bum cheeks and squeezed them, my finger tips rubbing up and down his crack and the sweet puckered teen pussy that pulsed still hot and heavy. The sound of singing and heavy footsteps from outside warned us that the other leaders were returning. Harry quickly buttoned his shorts and disappeared. I began laying out the mugs for cocoa and putting together some sandwiches. Skip and the team were in a happy mood and they continued talking and singing as they ate their way through whatever I could put before them. “Lovley grub Cookie,” Skip raised his mug, a bottle of whisky had arrived back with them and liberal amounts were being added to the cocoa. I enjoyed a laced mug too thinking about it mixing with Harry’s sperms and my happy smile matched those of the others. “I ought to check on the lads,” hiccupped Skip but I said I would do the honours. The boys dorms were quiet now, the hot chocolate had taken good effect. I made my way quietly around the bunks, covering up where blankets had slipped. I found William, the boy was asleep but I slid my hand under his bedclothes and found his cocklet easily, he stirred and his eyes fluttered and he looked at me. “Cookie,” he smiled , “you gonna bum me again?” “Not just yet,” I kissed him gently, “I’ll come back once its quiet and we can go somewhere. Okay?” “Uh-huh,” he turned over and went back to sleep. The party in the kitchen was winding down, I quickly sluiced the mugs, they would do for the morning coffee and headed upstairs. I wanted to get my head down for an hour and then I was going to get hold of William and fuck him. I had moved my stuff into the room set aside for anyone who was sick, after the previous night I wasn’t going to waste a bed. I was just settling down when someone came in. “Cookie?” I sat up and flicked on my torch, it was Mark the young leader whose body I had admired earlier when he had joined in Harry’s exercises. “Yes. What’s up?” I asked, he did not look drunk sick. “Can you have a look at my leg please. I was larking about on the way back from the pub and I think I’ve pulled something.” “Sure,” I smiled and got up, “here lie down here,” I told him and put on the light. He lay on his front, he was wearing just a pair of trunks which hugged his bubble but. I ran my hands down his leg, there was a swelling and a heated area on his thigh. “Looks like a strain,” I told him, “I can massage it and put on some muscle cream, that should sort it out.” “Kay,” he sighed. I got the cream out of my bag and tapped his back side feeling the hard muscular globes, “The cream can stain,” I said straight-faced, “you need to take your trunks off.” “Yeah,” he waved a hand back at me. I eased his trunks down, now he was naked and I admired the muscular body. I began working the cream in and feeling the swelling ease somewhat. I massaged my hands up and down his leg and across the taut globes, opening the crack to expose his young manpussy. The puckered skin twitched as I ran a finger across it. I inhaled his man scent, pungent and sweaty and to my mind horny. I slapped his backside gently. “Turn over, I need to work your front now,” I instructed. Mark turned over, his cock was swollen and erect but he lay on the bed. Now I worked his thigh again, massaging the cream into the tense area and then I began working my hands higher. I worked across his balls and cock, he twitched but did not say anything. I watched him, he was lying his with head on his hands and his eyes were closed. His breathing was slow and gently and I wondered if he was drunk sleeping. I began just stroking his cock, he had a thick sausage like shaft, the head not that much wider than his cock. I felt his cock harden and pulse and now started to tease his foreskin downwards, exposing the tip. I upped my pace, he still lay there as I wanked his mancock, his eyes closed and his breathing easy. I wondered how far I could go when suddenly I felt his hand grab mine and I looked into his blue eyes. My blood ran cold and I felt the panic rise as his hand grew tighter around mine. END OF PART THREE To be continued (Well I hope you enjoyed this episode as the weeks events work out and if you liked this then do check out my other stories on ; V for Van T Z Boi under the prolific authors listing. Remember without you would not be reading this so please support and make a donation. Till the next time Van T Z Boi.)

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