Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2008 13:54:36 -0800 (PST) From: Sebastian Fforde <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Tanner's Talent Chapter 5 Tanner's Talent Copyright 2008 Sebastian Fforde (MB, teen, oral, anal) This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you aren't interested in reading the kind of sexually explicit stories you might find on Nifty, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE interested, then read on. Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin. Chapter 5 *** I was getting ready to pick Tanner up – I had agreed to help him set up his caricature booth at a craft fair - when I got a phone call. "Sebastian, this is Mrs. Harris. I need to speak to you about my son." Uh-oh! That didn't sound good! From her tone of voice I could tell she was upset. Could she have found out about us? My heart started pounding. I was done for! Even though I was only five years older than Tanner, he was still a minor and I could get myself into a heap of trouble. I tried my best to play it cool. "Is there anything wrong, Mrs. Harris?" "Yes, there is something very wrong! Tanner has been acting very strangely today. I'm very worried about him. Tell me, did anything uh, happen between the two of you?" "What do you mean?" I squeaked nervously. "Tanner's locked himself in his room and he won't come out. He won't talk to me at all. I'm starting to worry that he might hurt himself! Sebastian, you're his best friend, and I was wondering if you two maybe got into a fight or something." "I was just on my way down there. I had promised to take him to that craft fair at that church today. I'll be over as soon as possible!" I began to worry more and more as I drove to Tanner's house. What was wrong with the boy? Why wouldn't he come out of his room? Maybe Tanner was having some emotional crisis about his sexuality, or perhaps was feeling guilty or ashamed of our relationship. Mrs. Harris stayed in the kitchen as I went Tanner's room to try to reason with the boy. Tanner's bedroom door was locked. I pounded on the door frantically. "Tanner! Tanner! It's me! Are you okay?" I listened for a response. "Is my mom there?"he asked. "She's in the kitchen. She's really worried about you." I waited for a response. "Tanner, can you tell me what's wrong? Is it something you feel comfortable talking about with me?" "You sure my mom's not at the door with you?" "I swear, Tanner. Your mom's in the kitchen worried sick about you." Tanner was very quiet for about a minute. Then he opened the door a crack and peeked out to make sure his mother wasn't standing behind me. "I've got a big problem, Sebastian," was all he said. "Whatever it is, it can't be that bad! Nothing's really as bad as it seems! C'mon, let me in! We can talk things over." "Talking isn't gonna help any." "Please, Tanner! Just let me in! I want to help you!" "Okay, I'll open the door. Just promise me you won't laugh." "I promise I won't laugh. What happened?" "I'm kinda stuck here." "Whaddya mean, stuck?" "You'll see." I heard Tanner fumbling with the chain. Then he slowly opened the door. I saw what his problem was. Tanner's pants and underwear were down to his ankles, and his giant cock was indeed stuck – inside the neck of a bottle of Russian dressing. Apparently Tanner had been masturbating by sticking his cock in bottle, and as his cock got harder it had swelled just a bit larger than the opening. Now he was stuck. Tanner looked miserable as he held onto the bottle with one hand. Tanner waddled backwards from the door, allowing me in. I quickly closed and locked the door behind me. "What on earth were you thinking?" I laughed; Tanner's problem was serious, but I was relieved that it was not as serious as I thought. "You promised not to laugh!" Tanner said, turning red. "I can't help it – this is pretty damn funny! But really, Tanner! What were you thinking?" "It seemed like a good idea at the time." I gently tugged at the bottle. Tanner's cock was in there pretty tight. "Tanner, you do realize that your penis is kind of big, don't you? And you do realize that there are certain places that it just won't fit?" "Well," Tanner said sheepishly, the bottle did say `wide mouth', so I figured, well, you know." "You know, Tanner," I said teasingly, "I love it that you're such a horny boy, but I really wish you could save your cum for me!" "I feel like an idiot." "Don't worry. We'll just wait for your dick to go soft and it'll come out no problem." "That's the thing – it won't go down." I laughed. "That's cuz you need some release. I have an idea. I'll be back in a second." "Please don't tell my mom! I don't want to have to go to the hospital like this!" I unlocked the door and let myself out. I went into the kitchen and looked in the fridge. I took what I needed. Tanner's mother was standing in the dining room, looking into the kitchen. "Is Tanner all right?" she asked nervously. "More or less," I answered. "What on earth are you going to do with a tub of I Can't Believe It's not Butter?" I couldn't think of a good answer, so I simply said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Harris, Tanner's gonna be fine. Just fine." When I got back to his room, Tanner smiled when he saw the tub of margarine in my hand. "You're a genius, Sebastian!" he laughed. "No, Tanner, you're the genius! I got the idea from you! All you need is a little lubrication." "I guess the dressing didn't work," Tanner admitted. "I felt a suction and then I got stuck." "It's a good thing I like Russian dressing," I laughed as I applied the margarine to the base of his cock. With some effort we were able to get his cock and the opening of the bottle sufficiently greased. Tanner stood up and I gently tugged at the bottle until it slipped off with a faint pop. "My hero!" Tanner grinned. "Siddown, Tanner!" I ordered. Tanner sat down on the bed. I got down on my knees and began licking the dressing off of his cock. The poor boy's cock was still rock hard and ready to explode. It only took a few licks before Tanner provided me with a taste of his own special sauce. "Sorry I came so fast," Tanner said, blushing. "Don't worry about it, Tanner. Like I said, you needed a release! How long were you stuck in the bottle, by the way?" "Oh, about four hours," Tanner said. "It was awful!" Tanner's mom was so relieved when she saw the two of us coming out of his room carrying his art supplies for the craft fair. When Tanner was putting his stuff in my trunk, his mother took me aside and asked me what had been the matter with the boy. "Oh, it was no big deal," I explained. "It was a guy thing. He needed a little help and advice. Someone to talk to. You understand." Her eyes lit up. "Oh, let me guess – Tanner's in love!" she exclaimed happily. I smiled. "You could say that." "You know, it's so hard for me to talk to him about the birds and the bees. He really needs someone to have a man to man talk with. I just wish his father were around. I'm so glad he has you to help him out, Sebastian!" "I do my best, Mrs. Harris." "So my little Tanner is turning into a man," she smiled proudly. "You could say that," I said again. *** Tanner and I were having fun at the craft fair, which was being held in the hall of a local Greek Orthodox Church. Tanner's portrait and caricature customers were mostly couples and parents who wanted portraits of their little kids. I was helping Tanner by trying to bring in the customers. "Come get your portrait done by the Talented Tanner," I'd call to folks passing by. "A budding artistic genius, get your portrait done by Tanner now before he gets famous!" "You must be proud of your brother," a woman told me when she saw the portrait that Tanner had drawn of her daughter. "He's not my brother, he's my manager!" Tanner laughed. "I am proud of him," I said, putting my arms around my boy's shoulders, "he's very skilled with his hands! He practices every day!" Since the craft fair was held in a Greek church, there was Greek food, music and dancing. Even though I was with my cute and sexy Tanner, I couldn't help but notice one of the young dancers. Like the other dancers, he was in some sort of traditional costume which made him look very exotic. He looked about seventeen and had beautiful, thick, curly black hair, deep brown eyes and long dark eyelashes. I felt bad that I was ogling this young Greek dancer when Tanner was only a few feet away from me, drawing two giggly girls. The girls were trying hard to flirt with him, but Tanner was only concentrating on his drawing. After the dancing was finished, the Greek boy passed by our caricature booth on his way to get something to eat. Tanner was pretty busy drawing the girls, so I figured he wouldn't notice me checking the boy out. I smiled at the boy as he passed by. He looked at me, but didn't smile back. After he passed me by, he turned around to look at me again with an intense gaze. As the boy walked across the hall, he kept turning back to look at me. I felt Tanner's foot come down on mine, hard. "Ouch!" I yelped. "That hurt!" "It was supposed to," Tanner said, smiling innocently. "I'm really sorry, Tanner. I just couldn't help myself." Tanner glanced in the direction of the Greek boy, who was busy filling his plate with spanakopitas and dolmas from the church ladies. Tanner looked back at me and grinned. "I forgive you," he said. I could tell that Tanner thought the boy was cute, too. Tanner collected his money from the girls. When they left, Tanner moved closer and whispered into my ear. "Why don't you go talk to that boy and see if he wants his portrait done?" Tanner asked suggestively. "I'm not gonna ask him. You ask him! You're the artist!" "Yeah, but you're the one who's drooling!" Tanner laughed. "You're not jealous, are you?" I asked. "A little. Would you be jealous if I drew him?" "A little," I admitted. "Hey, he's coming back this way!" Tanner exclaimed. "Ask him!" I put on my showman act. "Hey there, young man, how would like to have your portrait drawn by the very talented Tanner Harris? Only ten dollars!" The boy looked at Tanner, who sat grinning next to his easel. Tanner waved to the boy. With his ears sticking out and his dopey grin, I thought Tanner looked a bit like a monkey at that moment. Tanner was very, very cute. "Nah," the boy said, shrugging his shoulders. "But it's for a very worthy cause!" I continued. "It's for Tanner's art school scholarship fund! Don't you want to help this boy get into the school of his dreams?" "I'm gonna apply to Pasadena Art Center," Tanner started up. "And if I don't get in there, I'm go to the Academy of Art University in San Francisco," "Okay, Tanner," I laughed. "He doesn't need the whole list!" The boy smiled weakly, but he looked a little glum. "Well, I could use a scholarship fund of my own," he said. "I don't have a lot of money right now." "You could give the portrait to your girlfriend as a gift," I insisted. "Don't got a girlfriend." "Then give it to your boyfriend, then!" Tanner laughed. This made the boy smile even more. Then he looked at me and Tanner. He seemed kind of shy and sweet. "Don't got a boyfriend - yet. But if I had one, I'd give it to him," he said, after looking around to make sure nobody was listening in. "Sit down right here!" Tanner exclaimed. "This one's on the house!" "I'm Andy," the boy said, introducing himself. "I'm Tanner and this is Sebastian." Andy looked at me as he sat down in the posing chair. "Is he your brother?" he asked Tanner. "Nah. Sebastian's my model!" As he sketched the Greek boy, Tanner could not help but massage the throbbing in his crotch. Tanner licked his lips and concentrated intently on the boy. The boy concentrated intently on the space between Tanner's legs, but still kept turning back to look at me. "Quit moving!" Tanner scolded playfully. I'll have to admit I was jealous watching Tanner draw Andy instead of me. Still, it was turning me on to watch Tanner get aroused. I began to understand why guys fantasize about watching their girlfriends doing it with another guy. I knew something interesting was about to happen. The more Tanner drew the Greek boy, the more aroused he got. The more aroused Tanner got, the more aroused I got. The Greek boy kept looking at Tanner, and then at me. I think he was trying to decide which one of us he liked better. Tanner madly scribbled to get the drawing finished as quickly as possible. "There!" he said, tearing it off the pad and handing it to Andy. "Whaddya think?" he asked. "Wow! You're really talented!" "Thanks!" Then Andy looked at his bulging crotch, my bulging crotch, then at Tanner's bulging crotch. "What should we do now?" The Greek boy asked nervously. "Where's the men's room around here?" I asked. "I think we need some privacy." "Over that way," Andy pointed. "It's pretty private." "This is kinda weird," Tanner said nervously. "You mean, we're gonna do it in a church hall." "It'll be a religious experience!" I laughed. "How do you want to do this?" I asked Andy. You want to go in there with Tanner or me? One of us has to stay here and watch the booth." Andy looked like he couldn't make up his mind. "Uh, I dunno. I was thinkin' both of you. Maybe doin' it with two guys would be really hot!" "To heck with watching the booth!" Tanner said. "Nobody's gonna steal my art supplies here. We're all in this together!" Tanner scribbled quickly on his pad and tore the page off. He hung it on the easel. It said: BACK IN 15 MINUTES. I was impressed by Tanner's eagerness. I expected him to be shy at the thought of a three-way in a public restroom. Well, Tanner was often full of surprises. "Okay," Andy said. Let's not go in there all at once, though. You two go first, and I'll be there in a few minutes." The men's room inside the church was very clean, and it was also very private. "Hold on a sec," Tanner said. "I gotta go." Tanner walked over to the short urinal, the one for little kids, and pulled out his dick. I went to the next urinal I gave him a wink, making sure he got a good look as I started to piss. I didn't have to piss as much as Tanner did, but I did stand in the urinal next to him to watch the show. I grabbed his cock and aimed for him. That made him giggle. When he finished pissing, I bent over and licked the last drop of piss off of his dick. Then I began licking around the whole head. Tanner started to get hard. "Maybe we should go in there," I pointed towards one of the stalls. "Yes, let's. That Greek boy should be here any minute." We crept into the empty stall and I locked the door. Tanner started to look nervous again. "This is a church," he said. "What if we get caught?" "We'll get excommunicated, I guess." "But we don't even go to this church!" Tanner whispered hoarsely. "Well then, we'll definitely get excommunicated!" I laughed. Tanner sat on the toilet and I stood in front of him, ready to offer my dick. I got hard very quickly. Tanner began rubbing his face against my jeans, kissing my stiffening cock through the denim. I knew that all three of us were going to be in for a good time. As Tanner continued to rub his face against my cock, I noticed that his glasses were getting in the way. Since I knew the boy would just lose them if he took them off, I took them off for him and put them in my shirt pocket. "Good thinking, Sebastian," he said. Tanner struggled with my fly, and I had to help him to get my jeans down. My cock slid easily into his willing mouth. He worked on my cock for about a minute, his hands on my buttocks. Then he stopped, my cock halfway in his mouth. He looked up at me pleadingly. Then I figured out that he was waiting for me to fuck his face. I began to give him some gentle thrusts, afraid of making him choke. I ran my fingers through the boy's golden hair. Then we heard the restroom door open. Even though we were expecting company, it was scary because anyone could have walked in and seen the two pairs of sneakers under the stall. Tanner quickly pulled his feet up so they couldn't be seen. The Greek boy peeked over the partition at us. He looked so cute peeping at us with his wide, dark eyes and his adorable button nose. I turned around and unlatched the door and let the boy into the stall with us. I put my hand on Andy's crotch. He was already hard as a rock. I began struggling to unzip the boy. He had a lovely cock, not very big but well-shaped. I got on my knees and began to suck him, which was a bit difficult to do in that crowded stall. I moved my hands around to his butt and began kneading his ass cheeks. He had a firm young ass, and I rocked back and forth on his cock as he got into the rhythm of fucking my face. He began to moan softly as I began working his shaft in earnest. He was gazing down at me through half-open lids, and he smiled. Tanner was still sitting on the toilet, so all he had to do was lean forward to get some cock. I stopped sucking the Greek boy and began licking his balls, allowing Tanner to have a chance at the boy. Tanner sucked the boy a bit, and then moved his face down to the boy's balls. I sucked one ball in my mouth and Tanner got the other. The corners of our lips met in the middle. The Greek boy moaned. We licked his balls until our tongues touched, and then we kissed. I began to lick one side of the boy's cock while Tanner licked the other side. Once again, our lips met at the tip. It was a very sexy kiss. Andy motioned for us to get up. "I want some, too," he whispered. We changed positions, with the Greek boy sitting on the toilet while Tanner and I stood in front of him. Tanner fumbled to get his zipper undone. Tanner being Tanner, he got his zipper caught in his underwear and it took all three of us struggling for a few minutes with the zipper to get him unstuck. When Andy saw Tanner's mammoth cock for the first time, he was awestruck. "Oh my God!" he gasped. "You're taking the Lord's name in vain," I giggled. The Greek boy looked like he was in heaven as he went from sucking my cock to sucking Tanner's cock. He kept on going back and forth, sucking one of us while jacking the other. I could see that Tanner was enjoying himself as well. I put my arm around Tanner and began kissing him as the Greek boy continued to blow both of us. I had one hand on Tanner's shoulder, my tongue in Tanner's mouth, and my cock down the Greek boy's throat. I was running my fingers through the Andy's curls with my other hand. It doesn't get much better than this, I thought! Then Andy stood up again. Tanner and I were still kissing, but we broke the kiss so the boy could join in. The boy started kissing Tanner. Tanner was sucking on the boy's tongue, and I could see the boy was in ecstasy. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?" he gasped. "You're very talented!" Tanner pointed to me with his thumb. "He taught me everything I know." "Oh really?" Andy turned to me. "Then you can teach me, too." I leaned over and kissed him, touching the boy's bottom lip with my tongue. Andy's mouth opened and he swept his tongue into my mouth. Like Tanner, Andy was also a clumsy and messy kisser. Which was fine with me, since it was just the way I liked it. After the three of us made out for a few minutes, Andy grabbed a hold of Tanner's massive cock. "Can you, uh, put it in me?" I was shocked. Tanner's cock was so huge that even I wouldn't let him fuck me, even though he had asked me several times. "Are you sure you can take it?" I asked in amazement. Andy looked at Tanner's massive cock. "I wanna try." Tanner looked anxious. "What do I do, Sebastian? I've never done that before." "Just do to him what I did to you," I explained. "Remember how it felt to have my cock inside you?" "Yeah." "And remember the stuff that I did that made you feel really good?" "Yeah." "Then do it to him." "Oh, okay." I knew that since Tanner was inexperienced at fucking that he would probably not pay enough attention to getting the boy's hole nice and ready. I decided that opening up the Greek boy's hole should be my responsibility. I pulled Andy's pants down and lifted his billowy costume shirt up. The Greek boy knew exactly what I was going to do. He turned around and spread his ass cheeks for me. I got on my knees and began to devour the boy's sweet, moist hole, which was quite sweaty from all the dancing he had been doing. I began stroking my own cock, being careful not to lose control, as nothing gets me more aroused than the taste of a boy's sweaty ass. The Greek boy bent over to give me more access to his open butt hole. I jammed my tongue in as deep as it would go, then pulled it out and began licking every little ridge and crease, lubricating the boy's orifice with my saliva. Then I pulled my face away from the boy's ass and began to slowly slide my finger in. The boy moaned and started to back up onto my finger. With my other hand I grabbed Tanner's cock and began licking the head, getting it nice and wet. For a few minutes I kept going back and forth from Andy's hole to Tanner's cock, lubricating both boys with my tongue. When I figured both boys were sufficiently lubricated and stimulated, I slowly guided Tanner's cock to Andy's hole. I made sure Tanner's cock was just at the right angle before I encouraged him to push the head inside the other boy. The Greek boy gasped, holding onto the stall partition as Tanner entered him, but he did not cry out in pain. I watched the penetration close-up as the boy slowly backed into Tanner's dick, the anus expanding and engulfing inch after inch. Once Tanner was all the way in the boy, I moved around to the front and began sucking Andy's cock. It took Tanner a while to get into a proper rhythm, but eventually he got the hang of it and seemed to be doing very well. I always did say that Tanner was pretty talented. When Tanner would thrust his meat into Andy, the Greek boy would be pushed forward, thrusting his cock deep into my throat. Thankfully, Andy's cock was nowhere near as large as Tanner's, so I could take the entire cock with minimum discomfort. When the boy thrust forward, I let his cock slide all the way to the back of my throat. At that point, I would stick my tongue all the way out until I could lick and tease the boy's balls. That, combined with Tanner's thrusts, seemed to drive the boy wild. "Oh God," the Greek boy moaned, "it's so good!" I took his cock out of my mouth. "I can't believe you can actually take it all in!" I exclaimed. "I've had practice," the boy gasped between moans, "with Father Olympiakos." It wasn't long before Tanner came. When Tanner shot his load into Andy's ass, the Greek boy bucked hard, and pulled my face against his groin while I simultaneously pulled him closer with my hands on his butt. Knowing he was going to shoot his load I placed my tongue tightly against his piss slit. He moaned as his cock bucked, and more cum squirted out. The Greek boy started to unload his hot juice in my mouth. I eased back a little so I could take his load. He resumed his thrusting, and moaned louder. The cum poured from his cock. I swallowed as fast as I could while still being able to savor the thick salty treat he was giving me. I looked up at Andy. Now he was watching me anxiously, apparently happy to watch me swallow his white-hot cum load. I smiled as best I could with his cock in my mouth gushing his cum into me. I eagerly lapped that up, and moved back down to kiss his balls. I took them one at a time into mouth, gently rolled my tongue around them, then moved back up to kiss his cock. He was still oozing cum from the head of his cock! This boy really gushed the white stuff! I licked the cum from him like a lollipop. Just the taste of his cum sent me over the top my cock shot out a load of cum on my shirt. The Greek boy's cock stopped twitching and started to soften. He pulled his cock from my mouth. Tanner's cock was still inside Andy's hole, and now that we were all drained, we slowly started to untangle ourselves from each other. "Oh man," Andy said, "We're SO lucky nobody came in here and caught us!" The Greek boy zipped up his pants. I stood up and zipped up mine. Tanner once again had his zipper caught in his underwear. I helped Tanner get zipped up properly and then the Greek boy opened the toilet stall door. "Oh hello, Father Olympiakos," Andy said, blushing. "Hello, Andy...and company!" The old priest just stood there and smiled. Tanner and I decided later that it was best that neither of us should get Andy's number or email address. The three-way had been fun, but we both knew instinctively that a love triangle would not be a good thing. I was, after all, trying to build up Tanner's trust. I was getting ready to ask him to be my boyfriend. As we were packing up Tanner's caricature booth at the end of the day, Tanner told me he was still hungry. "After all that Greek food you ate today?" I laughed. Tanner usually had a ravenous appetite, and his ability to consume food always amazed me. "Well, I was thinking we could go to Pasolini's," Tanner said. "I want some pizza, but if you're not too hungry you can just get a salad." "Yeah, I guess we could do that," I agreed. "One question though," Tanner said. "Yeah?" "You prefer Russian or Greek dressing?" Tanner asked with a wicked grin. "I like them both." To Be Continued Are you enjoying my story? I hope you are. If you like, you can check out my other stories on Nifty: Jonathan Casts a Spell in the High School section, Where's Willy? in the Encounters section, Smelly Sneakers for Skyler in the Young Friends section and Skyler Gives a Foot Rub in the Adult/Youth section. If you want to get to know me a little better, feel free to email or chat with me, or check out my MySpace page, which is http://www.myspace.com/sebastianfforde. My Yahoo ID is sebastianfforde.