Date: Mon, 8 Jul 2013 11:14:30 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: The Intruder Part 2

The Intruder Part 2


The garden afforded perfect privacy for what I intended doing with him, the
only unknown was the weather and if it changed, well the house was close by
so meanwhile I'd hope for the best.  Of course I couldn't get him out of my
mind, the memory of those smooth thighs pressed up against me still
lingered pleasantly, likewise the thrill of him letting my hand wander up
between his legs remained....I always love doing that with boys, sometimes
theyll try to pull away, inevitably though they remain still and let me
explore...if they can't actually see what my hand is doing with them - it
must be 'OK' - and this boy, well he couldn't get his pants down fast
enough now, could he?!  I sat and gazed at the photos..sure I hoped to take
more but...these were fine for a start...and they'd certainly keep me going
until the day-after-tomorrow when we were due to meet, so thoughtfully I
began to masturbate as idly I skipped from image to image, he was
sensational - no question!

I'd made preparations, an old quilt lay upon the grass and underneath one
corner I'd stashed the usual lubricant - I always make sure boys are well
cared for in this respect, not only does it facilitate entry and reduce
discomfort on their part, but I reckon it also helps to keep them 'tight',
stands to reason that if you keep sticking a large prick into a small dry
hole, pretty soon it will loose elasticity - well, that's my theory anyway.
Anyway, I'd formed a suspicion that this particulat boy could be one of
those little devils you somethimes encounter who might be up for some kinky
stuff - to that end I'd also stashed away a larger than life rubber dildo,
flesh coloured...we'd see how things went, I always tread carefully in this
respect though mind you..it is well worth the try.

Rustling in the bushes was the only indication I got, then he poked his
head out and grinned, remaining like that he asked "Is it safe for me...I
mean...you won't be wanting to do naughty things with me will you -
promise" "I promise I WILL" I replied whereupon he rolled his eyes and said
"Good oh!" to emerge brushing leaves from himself.  His eyes fixed upon the
quilt and he glanced knowingly at me.."Well, well that looks comfy, can I
try it?"  I nodded and he spread himself out, wriggled and grinned at me
lazily, hooding his eyes and with lips pouting "Well, are you just going to
leave me here?"  He was unfastening his pants.  I was stiff already of
course, so slowly I too began to undress but meanwhile he beat me to it and
before I could join him he lay naked with legs apart and hand on his penis,
waiting.  "You've got your camera haven't you - do you want to watch me
doing it then - and take some photos?  I like being watched" He gazed back
at the camera with those clear blue eyes and with a dazzling smile....all
innocence until you saw what he was doing..beautiful action....I clicked
away and then settled beside him "Where's that magazine of yours then?"  He
rummaged among his clothes and produced it "Here, you know, I found it in
the toilets near the government center..."  We settled down to flick
through.  As I'd suspected it dealt with very large men penetrating young
boys in different positions, some visibly distressed or feigning distress,
others avidly enjoying their encounter - or pretending to.  Some he
lingered over for longer than others - usually those caught in more sordid
surroundings...I wasn't surprised when he confided huskily "You know, I
often dream...about...some stranger taking me ... and fucking me...in one
of those toilets...and then another man coming in...and ...doing me
again...and then another, until I'm all fucked out?"  His words excited me
no end, I was very aroused and my dribbling prick brushed against his
flanks, he started then a slow smile spread across his face and he reached
for me..."Here...do it to me too...you like the feel don't you?  I prefer
it when you do the head part, just playing with it gently...sort of
teasing...I could go on with that for ever, you'd never get me out of
here!"

Our foreplay continued for ages, occasionally I'd run hands gloatingly over
his lovely little body and he'd lie there with eyes closed, occasionally
I'd just kneel beside him admiring the boy as I played with myself, he
quietly enjoying the attention - then we'd resume our mutual masturbation.
As we gathered pace, I'd occasionally move Lesley on to his side to give me
better access...to his secret private spot and once I found, I'd caress his
rim befor easing in a finger...as I did this he'd simply stare at me, chest
heaving and I could hear his short gasps...."Wait a second sweety" I sked
him as I retreived the lubricant, he saw it and he knew what it was
for..."That's it...better, much better....Father **** at the school didn't
use anything and...it hurt...oh yes, he'd been fucking me but not
anymore...I told him 'no' and then...well he sort of vanished, I think they
moved him somewhere else...I have fun with some other boys though, I really
like to just relax with someone and do it slowly - am I doing it right for
you?"  I'd already noticed how well he handled my prick, there's nothing
like having a skilled partner so the two of you can just relax and get each
other more and more worked up until...you reach that lovely sexy
feeling..where nothing else matters, just the sex...and you can prolong it
if you're careful not to go over the edge...sometimes one gives in and begs
to cum....that's fun too because you can play him like an instrument.  This
time it was me....I found myself moaning as if drowsy "Lesley... I need
to...fuck you, so badly...please, please.?"

Lesley pretended to ignore me for a little while, he was staring into my
eyes with a secret smile on his face, lips parted to show teeth, his eyes
were shining - he loved what he was doing "Please Lesley....I really need
to fuck you..." Oh yes, he was loving it, I heard his breath hiss "and
you'll use that stuff I saw...put it inside too?"  I gulped with longing
for the boy's rounded buttocks.."Oh yes Lesley..I would never force it into
you...I bet you feel extra special too, here...can you feel this?"  I'd
inserted a coated finger, I added more stuff...he closed his eyes, enjoying
the feeling "OK.  Fuck me then...I'm ready...but, not a quickie...I want it
properly...you know, Father **** was always in such a hurry, scared of
being caught, used to bend me over a desk and did it in the class room?"
Not to my taste, hurried sex with such a boy, what a waste that would be!
Lesley was ready, so I slid behind him and lifted his upper leg, this let
me get between his thighs as he faced away from me, and lying on my side I
carefully probed for his hole.  You have to get this just right, frantic as
I was for the boy I still took care, my prick was glistening with the stuff
I'd used on him but still...eventually satisfied I applied the pressure,
Lesley tensed...I told him to relax, relax....an increase in pressure, some
resistance, then...I was in..he gasped and began to pant, slowly I ease up
and in "Wow....this is better, much better...oh yes...feeling weird but so
sexy, I really feel so full...try fucking me now?"  I carefully began to
ease in and out, short strokes at first then as he relaxed further, I
stroked him long and deep...at the same time I reached around to play with
his prick "Funny" he gasped "But feel, like I sort of belong to you like
this....I mean, you holding me so tight...cuddling sort of...and then,
you're inside me too....and it's feeling good, really good now...wasn't
sure about Father **** but this is better, so good....and reckon...you
could do anything you wanted with me now!"  He turned his lovely face and I
kissed his cheek, he shuddered..."You're good at this aren't you, must have
done it to lots of boys?"  I told him I loved boys and doing things with
them and had been fucked lots myself, so I knew what they liked best but
that some were extra special...and he was one! "So, when I do find a boy
like you.....we both need to enjoy what we're doing and right now I'm
enjoying a lovely tight fuck with a beatiful boy and having a good feel at
the same time!"  He was silent "I'm feeling sort of..weird..sexy
weird..need to get used to it but I'll want it again...yess...oooooh!  Oh
what, what...did you do...fantastic...oh oh oh, you did it again....faster,
faster, make me cum...again...and you're not even touching my
prick....how...?"  He broke off in shudders as he came dry...I kept slowly
fucking the boy determined to enjoy him to the full, I'd deliberately
stroked his prostate with my prick then as he still quivered, I began to
unload my own cum, taking my time and prolonging the orgasm. Once I'd
finished I kept him pressed tight against me until I'd gone limp inside and
his passage squeezed me out, my cum running down his thigh.  We both lay
there still breathing heavily.  Abruptly, Lesley flipped around
and...burried his face in my chest..I cuddled him to me. Vaguely I recalled
the sex toy I'd brought...we'd never used it but...I was sure that we'd be
having regular sex from now on, there would be opportunities for that
aplenty!  Gently I caressed his buttocks....so lovely, firm and smooth, the
way they jutted, an invitation in itself..."You want...me again...don't
you?"  Came the resigned little voice, I bent and kissed him.