The Cottages
There were five cottages between my college and home. I was always fascinated by them. The smell, the graffiti, the locked cubicle doors. It was obvious to me from an early age that things happened in them that I didn’t know about. When I turned 18 I decided to find out more. I usually did sports at the end of the day at college so I often walked home in my kit. I usually wore crisp nylon white shorts and a vest. I’d always go commando as I loved the feeling of the fabric against my dick. I had shaved pubes too as I loved to feel smooth and it looked good.
The first cottage was really close to my college, at the entrance to a park. It was always quiet. I waited around for a while in there but nothing happened. The next one was by the railway station, down some steps. This one felt more private, with a long metal urinal and three cubicles. I waited at the urinal for a bit, playing with my dick a little to keep it hard. One of the cubicles was occupied. I decided to go in the one next to it. The walls were covered in graffiti - dirty messages, phone numbers, that sort of thing. There was a small hole in the side wall, just enough to look through. I had a quick look. There were two guys, one sitting down and one standing having his cock sucked. My dick went rock hard while I watched my first blow job. I so wanted to be that guy, being drained.
They both left the cubicle and I waited for a minute before opening my door. There was a guy at the urinals, the one who’d been doing the sucking. I walked over nervously and stood near him. He had a quick glance at me and then down at my cock, which was throbbing. He didn’t waste any time. Reached over and grabbed my cock and started wanking me. He glanced back at the cubicles, let go of my cock and walked over to one. I noticed he’d left it unlocked so I walked over. I was so nervous but really horny at the same time. I gently pushed the door open a little. He was sitting on the toilet, with the lid down. He gestured me to come in so I had a quick glance towards the entrance, there didn’t seem to be anyone coming in, so I went in and locked the door. He stood up and took off my vest. He licked my nipples, then worked his way down. My cock felt ready to explode. He gently pulled down my shorts. My cock sprung up towards my stomach. He started licking my balls, which felt amazing. Then he turned me around and rimmed my virgin hole. I didn’t know what rimming was then. It felt great though, I could feel his tongue slipping inside me. He pressed his hard cock against my hole but didn’t go any further. I was worried he’d go too far but he just rubbed his cock up and down my arse crack. The he turned me around and started work on my cock. He was clearly an expert. It felt amazing, and in no time I shot my load. It went all down my shorts. Being white nylon it was very obvious what had happened. I put my vest back on and slowly opened the door. As I left a guy came down the steps. He looked at me and glanced down at my cum stained shorts. He gave my cock a quick squeeze and whispered ‘next time’. I walked home slowly, so that my shorts could dry. It wasn’t long before I was hard again, thinking about more cottage fun.
The next cottage was closer to home, just off the high street. It was quite hidden away. I went in after college the next day and hung around for a bit. Nobody came in for a while so I went outside and sat on a bench and watched. Eventually a man pulled up in his car and got out. He looked maybe 60, possibly older. He went in the cottage and I waited to see if he’d come out. After about five minutes I thought he must be looking for fun so I went in. He was standing at a urinal and wanking. I went to a urinal a couple say from him and pulled my shorts down below my arse. I know that was a bit slutty but I felt in the mood. He came over and gave my arse a squeeze. ‘Do you want to earn some pocket money?’ he said. I nodded. ‘Come with me, I’ll make sure you’re well rewarded’. I pulled up my shorts and went out to his car. I was really nervous but I got in anyway. ‘Strip’ he said. ‘What do you mean?’ I replied. ‘Take everything off. Everything’. It only took seconds for me to get completely naked. He started the car and headed off out of town. ‘It’s not far’ he said, ‘and I’ll run you back home later’. We drove a few miles. It felt good being totally naked. He turned off the main road and drove down a track to a large house in the middle of nowhere. ‘Get out’ he said. So I jumped out of the car. He drove off round the back of the house, and I was left there stark naked with no clothes, nothing. A man came out of the front door. ‘Hello’ he said. ‘You’ve come to earn some money, I assume’. ‘Yes sir’ I said, and he told me to come in to the house…
I went inside. It was a very nice house, with a huge living room and big glass doors overlooking the garden. ‘Would you like something to drink?’ he asked. ‘Just a glass of water please’ I said. He went in to the kitchen and came back with a jug of iced water and some glasses. ‘My name is John, by the way. Hang on a minute’, he said, ‘I’ll get the others’. I wasn’t sure what he meant. He opened the door to the garden and the man who’d given me a lift came in. Behind him was another guy about my age. He was totally naked too. Really good looking, with dark curly hair. ‘This is Connor’ said the man. ‘He lives with us’. Connor smiled and came over. ‘You have a good body’ he said. ‘Play a lot of sport?’ I said I did. He looked good too. I felt my dick twitch a little. He poured me some water and we went out in the garden. It was a warm, sunny day and we sat in the shade on big sofas covered with cushions. ‘So I’m Peter. I can see you’re enjoying the cottages around here?’ said the man who’d given me the lift in his car. ‘Yes I am. It’s a bit risky but I like the attention’. He came over and felt my cock. ‘You just be careful’ he said. ‘A boy like you could get in to a lot of trouble’. I couldn’t help getting harder as he gently stroked my dick. In no time it was slapping against my stomach. Connor was rock hard too. The men then knelt down and sucked us. It was so erotic, sitting in the sun having my cock worked on. We were both told to turn over and kneel on the sofa. The men started rimming us. They swapped boys a few times. It was so good feeling those tongues up me. Then I felt a finger go in. It hurt a lot - I’d never had anything up my arse. ‘You are a tight boy’ said John. I said I’d never been fucked and was a bit nervous about it. ‘No need to be nervous. It just takes a bit of practice. Perhaps you’d like to come back here some time and we could help with that’. I said that would be great. They then both took turns fucking Connor, while I watched. He clearly loved it and in no time the men had both shot their loads in to him. I really wanted to try a cock up me after watching that. ‘Let’s get you home’ said Peter. We went back to the car and I grabbed my clothes. ‘You haven’t cum yet’ he said to me. ‘Can you drop me back at a cottage?’ I asked. ‘Of course I can, you bad boy’. He smiled and drove me back…
He dropped me at a very small cottage at the far end of some sports fields. ‘Try that one’ he said. It’s usually good’. He then handed me a scrap of paper. It was his phone number. ‘Just in case you want another visit to the house’ he said. I smiled and got out of the car. It was so warm I just wore my white shorts and trainers. Went in to the cottage shirtless with my cock swelling nicely. The cottage was dark and musty smelling. It didn’t have any cubicles, just a row of four urinals. Two guys were in there, next to each other. A big clue that they were up to something. I went to a urinal next to them and glanced down. Two throbbing cocks made it completely clear that they were playing. I smiled at them and pulled down my shorts and started gently rubbing my cock. One of the guys walked over and started rubbing his fat dick on my arse. It felt good and I pushed back a little just to tease him. He squatted down and started playing with my hole. He spat on it and slipped a finger up me. After the fingering I’d had earlier I knew what to expect and relaxed a little. The other guy came over and had a look. ‘That’s a nice hole’ he said. ‘Ever been fucked kid?’ He said. ‘No sir’ I said. They both laughed. One of the guys went over to the cottage door and closed it. Then he came back and I saw he’d taken his belt off. He took my hands and tied them to the pipe that ran down from a cistern to the urinals. I felt so vulnerable but really horny at the same time. They ripped my shorts open at the back and one started rubbing his cock against my hole. I felt the head of a cock pushing hard against my hole. ‘Don’t fight it’ said the guy who was now forcing his way in. It really hurt but he did get it in after a few thrusts. I gasped with pain but it didn’t stop him. He fucked hard for a few minutes then I heard him grunt and I guessed he’d cum up me. He pulled out and the other guy came up behind me. He didn’t waste any time and was soon inside me. He had a smaller dick so it didn’t hurt as much. He came really quickly and when he’d finished I could feel cum dripping out of me. They untied me and left. Somehow I made it home in ripped shorts and cum all down my legs. I couldn’t wait for my next cottage visit… |
