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Subject: GAME SET AND MATCH PART TWO GAME SET AND MATCH PART TWO � 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) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated and do enjoy your comments and observations and suggestions and I would look forward to reading your views on this or any of my story’s. Please note the new email address [email protected] Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) Dimitri slid onto the bed alongside Phillippe, he felt unable to take his eyes of Phillippe’s penis which continued to pulse and throb and the tip glittered in the light, the strange liquid was shining very unlike urine which is what he would normally expect to see, both confused and concerned him. He was further disconcerted when Phillippe reached over towards him and he felt the touch of Phillippe’s penis on his thigh, a warm and yet odd sensation as Phillippe’s penis pulsed as it touched him. Even more strange was the fact that Phillippe’s hand was now on his own limp penis, the sudden unexpected touch made him start and he looked at Phillippe with ever widening eyes. “What are you doing?” he asked his eyes expanding as the soft touch sent a strange ticking sensation through his stomach. “Teaching you,” grinned Phillippe and he stroked the slim worm of boy flesh, causing Dimitri to twitch and then gaze in astonishment as he saw and felt his penis lengthen and rise up, `just like Phillippe’s only smaller,’ he thought as his nerves jangled with new exciting sensations that were like tickling but much, much nicer. “Nice isn’t it?” Phillippe continued to stroke the now expanded three inches of Dimitri’s cocklet. “I think so,” Dimitri considered before he replied, `I feel odd but it is a good odd,’ he thought. “You have been massaged before haven’t you?” Phillippe was matter of fact. “Well yes,” Dimitri sighed as an unexpected delight peaked inside his stomachand travelled up and down his back, “but not like this.” He recalled that his penis did sometimes become stiff but Armand whenever he massaged him made a point of ignoring this apparition and avoided touching or mentioning it, his strange confusion continued. “Well this is a special sort of massage, one which good friends can give each other, one that will make you feel very, very special to me and also very good inside you. Watch how this makes you feel wonderful,” Phillippe grasped the tip of Dimitri’s cockle and eased the now taut pink foreskin backwards, down over the marble shaped head, exposing the inner pink glans to their sight. Dimitri sighed a deep and loud sigh as the action sent a hard wave of tickling pleasure coursing through his body. A further series of groans and moans followed as Phillippe repeated the action, getting faster and faster and Dimitri could feel something inside him mounting an extraordinary well of delight was growing and growing and his insides churned with the new and delightful sensations he was feeling. “Ohh, ohh, ohhh,” he whimpered unable to voice anything else as Phillippe’s fingers rolled his foreskin back and forth with increasing speed and pressure. His head swooned as the pleasure mounted even higher and he felt a very warm tingling tickle itch inside him, one that was both caused and scratched by Phillippe’s nubile fingers. He panted now with the excitement, his stomach trembled and his legs felt weak, yet there was a hidden fire inside him that demanded that Phillippe continue what he was doing. Suddenly Phillippe withdrew his fingers and Dimitri found himself floundering on the bed, his eyes flew open and he stared at Phillippe. “Why did you stop?” he demanded, his body still writhing, his penis now aching for the touch to continue. “Because I want to do this,” smiled Phillippe and he moved his head close to Dimitri, “Do you know how to kiss?” “Off course I d-,” Dimitri’s reply was lost as Phillippe’s mouth descended on his. His mind whirled as Phillippe’s lips pressed against his, he was used to his mother’s dainty kiss at night and the usual kisses on cheeks that were common expressions of welcome and farewell but this, this; his head spun even more as he inhaled Phillippe’s scent, an aroma of teenage hormones coupled with an underlying musky taint that further excited his already overwrought nerves. He felt the pressure of Phillippe’s tongue against his lips, the tip was pushing at his mouth and pressed against the pillow he was unable to do anything, he opened his mouth to try and speak and the tongue darted inside and licked the tip of his own tongue. An electric spark bolted through him and involuntarily he found himself relaxing against the pillow as Phillippe’s tongue continued to assault his mouth, sending further excitements bounding about inside his body. Instinctively now Dimitri began to kiss back, his tongue was sucked into Phillippe’s mouth and Dimitri found he could repeat the new thrills by following Phillippe’s lead. Now the sensations were enhanced as once again Phillippe’s fingers played with his cocklet, the fingers rolling the foreskin back and forth in a rhythm that matched the movements of their tongues and then the pleasure mounted once again, the warm tingling tickle grew and grew expanding far beyond what his brain could understand. Dimitri was now a whirling mixture of heated passions that he did not understand, the sole thing he knew was that he wanted it to continue, there had to be an end and something inside him demanded that he allow Phillippe to continue, to continue; the tingle exacerbated and consumed his brain, his heart, his senses and then; he tensed and a wonderful jolt of pure delight pulsed within him, pulsed several times sending his mind into a white space of whirling stars and then the itch inside him subsided and he lay panting and exhausted and yet he felt like he was lying on a soft cloud. “Ohh,” Dimitri sighed, relaxed and very, very happy. “Told you,” Phillippe was smug and he took Dimitri’s limp hand and placed it on his own teenage tube, “but now it’s my turn,” he whispered softly in Dimitri’s ear. Dimitri held the hot stiff penis in his fingers; `it feels so hard and yet there is an inner softness,’ he thought to himself. He felt his hand being manipulated by Phillippe’s, up and down, up and down, the fingers squeezed about the sticky tip. Obedient he continued the action and when Phillippe’s hand was removed he continued the caress; this new massage that made him feel good inside. The kissing resumed, soft at first then stronger and harder as Dimitri felt Phillippe’s body responding to his ministrations, for some reason this excited him as well as Phillippe and he sought to recall what escort bayan Phillippe had done to him, now his fingers rolled back the sticky gluey foreskin, the touch of his tactile fingers on Phillippe’s exposed glans covered as it was with the strange sticky shiny texture was even more exciting, the tingle inside him rose again. Phillippe arched his back as his own explosion announced its release, “Watch,” he grunted as his body flexed and his torso momentarily hipped slightly into the air. Dimitri his hand now tight around Phillippe’s pulsing organ, held in the clasping grasp of Phillippe’s hand was open-mouthed as he watched as Phillippe bucked several times, he felt the pulsing fleshy rod in his fingers throb and swell and then several strings of a pearly liquid bolted from the tip of Phillippe’s organ, the translucent strings becoming globules splattered down on both their bodies. Phillippe continued to manipulate Dimitri’s hand around his cock to ensure the greater pleasure as he gasped and moaned through his climax. Breathless he sank back on the bed, and took in several heaving breaths of much needed oxygen. He looked at Dimitri who was transfixed by the sight he had just observed. “Wh, wh, what happened,” Dimitri looked down at the strange rivulets and splatters on his body, the liquid initially warm was cooling rapidly and he was both intrigued and frightened. He was sure that Phillippe had not urinated on him but what was this odd expectorate that had been ejected in such an amazing manner from Phillippe’s penis. His hand still clutched by Phillippe’s was even more sticky to his senses, he could feel the wetness congealing but his hand was trapped and his other arm was pinned between their bodies, some of the liquid was even dripping between them and settling on his trapped arm. “You do not know about a man’s seed?” Phillippe was used to finding his virginal bed mates to be uneducated but his method of dealing with this was to make them feel inadequate and unlearned. Dimitri had lived a secluded life, his training with Armand was all time consuming so it left little time for him to know and explore other aspects of growing up. Now he listened as Phillippe explained what his penis was actually for; his hands were taken on a tour of Phillippe’s genitals and he explored the furry globes and probed the wrinkled sac to seek out the spongy spheroids inside, he was directed to touch and feel and explore his own, understanding that the hair and the tiny pea shapes inside him would come to fruition in time. “You can eat the seed too,” Phillippe smiled, adding treacherously, “some say it can help ensure that those who are yet to make seed will have bigger sized balls and cocks.” He dipped his finger in a small pool of his semen and sucked the tip, then he repeated the action and presented it to Dimitri who after a moment’s hesitation licked the strange stickiness. “It’s salty and yet,” his tongue licked the tip again and he rolled the blob in his mouth, “it has a spicy, peppery taint.” He grinned at Phillippe who returned the smile. “It tastes better fresh,” Phillippe said and gently bent Dimitri’s head towards his dripping cock. A slight hesitation and then he felt Dimitri’s tongue rasp gently across his cockhead, dipping into the flow that dribbled from the slit. Dimitri’s head went back up. “It is slightly more sweeter fresh,” he nodded his head thinkingly. “Better suck it all up then,” Phillippe was more forceful but by now Dimitri’s fears were forgotten as he obediently sucked the last of Phillippe’s semen from the softening cock, inevitably this sweet suctioning from the virginal boy produced a further swelling and re-engorgement of Phillippe’s cock. “Keep on sucking,” instructed Phillippe as his cock swelled and rose once more. Dimitri obeyed and as his youthful and inexperienced mouth deal with the enlarging prick inside his mouth he discovered the liquid had altered; now a sweet mixture was more evident and as he tasted and enjoyed this unexpectedly sweet offering he began to lick and suck faster and faster to cope with the succulent outpouring. Phillippe delighted in his new pupil’s attentions relaxed, he knew he was more than capable of producing more semen, his balls were not at all empty yet and the thought that he could coerce Dimitri into sucking him to orgasm excited him and made the possibility even more certain. Dimitri used to doing as he was told obeyed enthusiastically all the instructions given to him and he began to take even more and more of Phillippe’s throbbing length inside his mouth. He was enjoying the sensation of the pulsing fleshy tube inside his mouth and the wonderful sweetness that continued to pour from the tip. Unconsciously he was aware that Phillippe’s cock had hardened and was pulsing and throbbing with increasing rapidity and somehow this did not worry him; he discovered the sweet juice was being tempered by the spicy under-taste. As Dimitri sucked away he suddenly found his head held tight, his mouth enclosing Phillippe’s cock was held close against the tickling curly hairs that surrounded Phillippe’s groin and then he felt Phillippe’s cock tense and explode inside him, he did not count the five blasts that battered the inside of his mouth he was more concerned with breathing and swallowing the copious flows that were now spitting into his mouth. As Phillippe grunted and climaxed inside Dimitri’s mouth he held the boys’ head forcefully in position until his orgasm ebbed away and now he left Dimitri to swallow and clean up the dregs of his discharge. “You did well for a first time,” Phillippe patted and stroked Dimitri’s bobbing head. Dimitri felt both special and honoured that his new friend was showing him such wonderful new things and improving his knowledge of the outside world and what lay instore for his own development as a boy and then as a man. He also understood the meaning of `first time,’ it meant that they would be doing this again and as he liked the taste of Phillippe’s emissions he was already looking forward to repeating this newly discovered joyful exploit. “I think you ought to have a sense of what this feels like,” Phillippe moved so he knelt above Dimitri’s trembling body. Dimitri groaned as Phillippe’s lips first of all touched his penis and then the lips opened and his small shaft was sucked into the warmth of Phillippe’s mouth. He felt the strange chilling sensation as Phillippe’s tongue rasped across the now exposed head of his cocklet, the warmth and the tingling touch sent even more of the special thrills running around his body. Phillippe bobbed his head and sucked with increasing rapidity, he knew his way around a boys’ body well by now and Dimitri found himself once again in a sensual trance as his pleasure mounted and mounted. His young body once again writhed and twisted, his groin trapped in the wet warmth of Phillippe’s suckling mouth and instinctively Dimitri grabbed Phillippe’s head to force him hard against his groin and he gasped and sighed and moaned and thrust upwards as the extraordinary tingling tickle spread throughout his body until at last the white heat sent him spinning inside his head as the tingling tickle was scratched and massaged to uttermost delight. “Grrrrgh, grruupphhmm,” Dimitri grunted as he sank back in pleasant exhaustion on the pillow. His limpid eyes still entranced by the pleasure watched as his smiling seducer continued to lick and suck his still tingling boydick and he kocaeli escort bayan continued to writhe delightedly against the supporting pillow. Once more his passion rose and this time the sensations were even more delicious and delirious as each time he anticipated a pleasure it was gloriously increased in extremes of sensation and resulting rushes of warming tickling tingles. Dimitri this time left his hands limp by his side as his body was once again trampled into orgasmic submission and he could only lay there and let the waves of such sweet delight wash over him again and again. Wilted and entranced he obeyed all that Phillippe told him and as he now moved and knelt on his hands and knees he groaned loudly as another delight blasted him, this time it was Phillippe’s mouth and tongue only now they colluded in sending him into another spasm of joy whilst preparing him for deflowerment. Lost and floppy now with the wave after wave of delights he lay on his back; he was aware and yet unaware as Phillippe arranged his legs, the pillow was moved down the bed and helpless with unbounded passion Dimitri lay back unaware as Phillippe positioned himself between the spread and inviting legs. The pain when it came was sharp and quick and almost instantly forgotten as his well prepared boy pussy was invaded; Phillippe’s thick length after that first slight resistance slid easily and slowly into the virginal entrance. Dimitri’s hands on Phillippe’s arms only steadying the ingression as Dimitri’s boy pussy was opened for the first time. The hit of passion came swiftly too as Phillippe’s cock knocked his already enflamed passion point, Phillippe his own senses already aroused and loaded wasted little time, he sensed the boy was more than ripe for full fucking and he proceeded to batter the boys’ passion nub with swiftly delivered thrusts of his rapacious cock. He sank down on the lithe boy, his cock penetrating even deeper as his weight caused Dimitri to pant even more and spread his legs wider. Now the two were almost one being as Phillippe fucked the boy deep and hard, Dimitri only crying out now as yet another wave of orgasmic bliss subsumed him. Twice more the young virgin experienced the sweet dry explosions of immature youth before Phillippe grunted and tensed and coated the hot funnel with his foaming seed. His balls ached now as they wrought to empty themselves, the tantalising delights of deflowering a virgin had intensified the pleasure and Phillippe now claimed the very depths of Dimitri’s love tunnel with his teenage juices, both of them clutching at each other as their combined passions brought their union to completion. Dimitri swooned and fainted as Phillippe grunted and lay exhausted on the lifeless figure, his cock still expelling its load, down now to the dribbles of final pulses. Phillippe now sated fell into a dreamy sleep and Dimitri once he had returned to earth also found himself falling into light slumber. It was about an hour later that Phillippe woke and finding himself still enclosed in Dimitri’s pussy and his teenage cock once again rampant woke the boy as he fucked him for the second time. Dimitri trembled as he woke but the hot flushes had begun again, lips sought mouths, tongues swapped saliva and once again Dimitri found himself tingling to that special warm and heated itch. He cried out as yet again he peaked and this time Phillippe followed by seeding him for a second time. Clutching each other they again fell asleep and remained joined until the morning sun shining through the window woke them. It was nature calling that woke them, the need to vacate their bladders and Dimitri stood opposite Phillippe as they pissed together into the bowl. Dimitri was impressed watching Phillippe’s cock as the flow streamed into the bowl alongside his somewhat lesser flow. He also studied the object which he knew had given him so much pleasure. Phillippe noticed the boy’s intense observation and smiled, `there was plenty of time for more lessons for his new sexy student,’ he said to himself as they returned to bed and to Dimitri’s next lessons.Phillippe was more than delighted at Dimitri’s interest and again as the boys’ fascination increased with the further sensual heights they enjoyed. It had been an interesting week and Dimitri was now a confirmed cockhound, sucking or taking Phillippe’s cock in every orifice at every opportunity. Serge entered the shower room, the steamy vapour that hung in the air misted around him and he shook his head to try and clear his eyesight. He could see the shadowy figures in the cubicle and now the sounds he had wondered about were much clearer. “Fuck me, fuck me ‘ard,” the high treble tone indicated the owner of the voice to be young. “Fuck you’re pussy is so hot and tight,” grunted Murray as he held the boy tight around the waist as he stood under the hot stream and fucked the boy. Marcel’s legs were crossed behind his back and his hands were tight around Murray’s neck, his weight ensured that he was impaled on Murray’s thick teenrod and both grunted with the exertion of a standing fuck. “Sorry,” Serge his eyesight now adjusting to the vapour felt it was impolite to stay but he couldn’t take his eyes of the taut body of his opponent as he fucked the delicate appearing figure of the unknown boy. Murray spun around at the sound of Serge’s voice, he took in the angelic looking figure before him and felt a heavy lurch between his legs, Marcel moaned as he was the recipient of the forceful thrust. Murray saw the thickening length rising from the golden curly hairs and grinned. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry about,” he smirked and with Marcel still impaled on his cock he stepped out of the shower. Serge stood there hesitant but his gaze was still filled with the sight of the fucking teenager and the itch inside his teen pussy so recently awakened by his coach, stirred and tingled inside him. Murray reached out a wet arm and pulled the blond teen towards him. “You owe me,” Murray whispered into Serge’s ear and placing and arm around his neck kissed the astonished blond hard on the lips. Serge tensed, his senses roused but the insistent pressure on his lips and the need to breathe made him open his mouth, as he gasped an intake of oxygen Murray’s tongue slipped in with the damp air and Serge twitched as his own tongue met the wet warmth of Murray’s. The wet hormone scented aroma from Murray’s body also hit his sinuses and his brain nosedived into the delights and he capitulated to Murray’s caress; at the same time Marcel’s small hand had caught hold of his expanding teen rod and was slowly stroking it as he jerked up and down on Murray’s throbbing pole. Enamoured and aroused now Serge found the lips on his changed, smaller and more sweeter and he was conscious now that he was kissing the bouncing boy, the rhythm of the new lips were in concert with the boys fucking movements. Murray’s hand joined Marcel’s on Serge’s cock and drew him backwards into the cubicle and under the steamy shower. Serge felt the drops hitting his skin causing unexpected goosebumps and the combined touches on his sensitive shaft of the different hands send a chill that the hot water of the pounding shower was unable to dissipate. Serge reached out his hands to steady himself as the onslaught on his sensual senses continued, one arm went around Murray’s strong back and Serge felt the contracting muscles as Murray continued to fuck the boy impaled on kocaeli escort his dick. His other hand at first enclosed the boy and then instinctively his hand slipped down where it stroked and then squeezed the heavy furry balls that bounced upwards against the hairless boy pussy and Marcel’s taut creamy cheeks; sensually the hand crept upwards and his fingers encircled the plunging cockshaft; he could feel its inner heat and strength and he felt the start of a tingling tickle in his own teen pussy and the effect of coming into contact with Murray’s gluey precum that coated his sliding pole sent another chilling thrill along Serge’s back and down into his teencunt where something pulsed. “Fuck I’m cumming,” grunted Murray and placed his hands tight around Marcel’s hips, using Serge’s stance to support him he bent his knees to give him the support he needed and bending forward slightly he fucked his hips furiously as his cockhead exploded inside the wet steamy spermy maw of Marcel’s love chute. “Fuckk, fucck, fffuuuuuuucccckkkkk,” Murray roared as he pounded the tight canal, his nerve endings screaming inside as his climax sent him into orgasmic orbit. Marcel, sensing the shaft pulsing and readying itself sent messages to his muscles to squeeze the sliding shaft and caress the sperming cocktip. He felt the explosion vibrating inside his boypussy, he had already had his own delights twice under the shower and was more than happy to allow his latest conquest to seed him; he was sure that it this would be a very happy and filling week for his cock loving boycunt. Murray half squatting now, grunted and groaned as his climax began to ebb, he felt the straining of his various muscles, the aches only adding to the exquisite delight his cock was enjoying as Marcel compressed the last spurt of his orgasm out of his now slowly throbbing cock. “Fuck,” Murray repeated and sagged back against the wall of the cubicle, Serge supporting the thrusting teenager as he finally sank to the ground. Serge looked down at the still coupled pair, the bright eyes of the well fucked boy and the over fucked eyes of his victor. He shivered and the unknown pulse inside him throbbed almost painfully. “Boy you really are some great fuck Marcel,” Murray kissed Marcel’s kiss bloated red lips and stroked the twitching eight year old. “Zo `rre you,” Marcel kissed the tip of Murray’s nose and then gently eased himself up, the shower sending streams of warm water down over his heated body. He looked up at Serge who was still standing bemused by the energetic and athletic fucking he had just witnessed. “allo,” he bowed and then kissed Serge’s cock and sucked the head into his mouth. Serge grunted as the hot warmth enfolded him and he edged closer to the boy, Murray’s hand slid up his leg, it was a hot caress and sent his nerves tingling even more, then the wet hand reached his balls and caressed and squeezed them whilst the boy was working his tongue all around Serge’s now expanded glans. Se4rge now placed his hands on Murray’s head and the boy’s shoulders as he now needed support; his legs were trembling with the assault on his nerves from the combined caresses and sucking and he shivered not from the cold in the warm shower but from anticipated thrills to come. “Ohhh, uurrgghh, yoouuuooo,” Serge moaned loudly as the heat of passion soared within his teenage body. Nothing that Dieter had taught him compared to this, his coach had taught him to fuck but it was just pure unadulterated sex; this was sensuous and exciting and unexpected and was sending different exciting messages to his brain. Murray stood up and shook his head, water droplets shot around and he sucked in the wet air, his hand stroked his stiffening shaft, his balls ached but they were not yet empty and he smelt the taste of a victory fuck in his nose. He turned off the shower and stood close to Serge and kissed him; this time there was no hesitation and Murray began the arousing discovering touches of the pliant teenagers body, the taut stomach, the strong muscles, the pointed and twitching nipples that pricked his own chest as they touched. He tugged gently at the blond strands of curly hair and stroked Serge’s saliva streaked shaft as it continued to disappear and reappear from Marcel’s able mouth. Roused now Murray pursued his prey, the teenager allowing more and more, the first finger slid inside the hot velvetness of Serge’s teen pussy, the second followed easily; there was just a slight grunting from Serge as the third finger expanded his pussy hole, Dieter had taught him how to relax his pussy muscles to allow penetration but this was more gentle and more full potential pleasure. Serge’s hand roaming again made contact with Murray’s cock, he was surprised at how hard and steely and yet soft it felt, used to Dieter’s cock flopping limply once the fucking had taken place he felt excited and thrilled; he had no experience of other men or boys and what was taking place now was more than stimulating, he felt keyed up and there was an acceptance that Dieter would have approved of if he had known. Murray bent down; Marcel surrendered the six inches of pulsating teen cock and sat back on his haunches as he watched Murray consume the entire length so that Murray’s lips were lost in the wispy blonde curls. He watched approvingly as Murray’s hand continued to finger the expanding teen pussy; Serge’s knees were buckling now as he sought to allow greater access to his teen heaven. He was quivering now with passion and lust, his teenpussy felt both abused and invigorated, he experienced its pulsing beat for the first time as it sought to contain the seeking fingers and then something inside him blazed and sent a huge wave of heated electricity charging through his body, whimpering he sagged against the cubicle wall as the strength of the pulsating of his teen nub both delighted and confused him, Dieter had never done this to him, `what is happening?’ he asked himself through the red passion that blooded his mindsight. He was lost to his sensual senses as Murray continued his exploration of Serge’s body. Murray whispered to Marcel, “towel,” he instructed, the boy understood completely and darted away to grab several of the large towels that hung on the hooks. He quickly laid them down creating a terry mattress and placed pillow shaped towels at the top and middle of the improvised bed. Serge moaned even more seductively as Murray now lifted his prize up and carried him to the towels. He laid him gently down, parting the muscular thighs and knelt between them. Serge gazed up at his champion and a strange wetness moved inside him, unconsciously he spread his legs even wider in full submission. Murray edged forward his prick touching the pulsing teenage roseate. Serge sighed at the wet touch against the lips of his teen heaven. To be continued… END OF PART TWO (I hope you have enjoyed this further chapter based in the tennis world and if you want more of this sort of thing then please have a look at my other stories on , just look for V for Van T Z Boi in the frequent authors listing and delve in. If you do like this chapter then please make sure you donate to for without them you would not be reading this, please, please support with whatever you can. If you also have any suggestions as to which story I should add the next chapter too then write to me ail . 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