Date: Wed, 7 Aug 2013 17:34:15 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: Mummy told me Part 2

Mummy Told Me Part 2


I'd enjoyed what I'd done to myself and began to experiment, which led to
all sorts of pleasures never even imagined, for example I found that if I
rubbed the very tip of my stiff penis backward and forward against the top
sheet the pleasure experienced became so intense that I had to stop.
Better by far I found was to do it slowly and methodically while imagining
all sorts of confused scenarios, images of naked women, among them my
mother - I mentally undressed her over and over - then I'd recall another
boy's buttocks in the showers, thighs showing beneath tight shorts and
then...best of all...the activities in the bed opposite, with care I could
'do it'several times while they played with each other!  However, this
isn't to say that I ignored Mummy's warnings entirely....I remained on
guard against the sin of sodomy and continued to reject all those advances.
I was lonely of course, now I realise that the 'straight' boys were
inclined to avoid a 'pretty boy' like me - they didn't want to be
associated in any way and it was those others that were proving to be the
nuisance...so I put up with it as best I could.  It was strange, I'd never
thought much about my appearance but now I became all too conscious of my
looks, and hated them, even attempting to disguise them with a scowl.  It
didn't work - it was my body they were after, my lovely face merely served
as an advertisement...but just what it was they wanted with my body I
didn't know until late one night...this time it was a different visitor, an
older boy, he headed over to the other bed and without fuss pulled back the
sheets, obediently the other boy removed his pyjamas.  This time there was
only cursory foreplay for after maybe five minutes of mutual masturbation
the younger boy was made to turn on to his side, I couldn't see exactly
what happened next since the larger boy lay down beside him.  Next thing
was, I heard a muted "Oh, oh, aaaah....ah! Oooooh...ow!" and gasping noises
from the other bed, then I noticed that the visitor seemed to be bumping
backward and forward into the other boy's rear.  Suddenly I remembered -
what I'd seen a neighbour's dog doing with another and then I knew - I was
seeing an act of SODOMY!  On they went, the younger was now quiet and it
was the older boy that began to gasp and pant...he'd begun to jerk and then
was still, both were panting...as he got up one asked the other "How was
that then?" and the reply "OK....you can do it again next time - if you
like, yeah...I reckon it's OK".  I was horribly excited but tried to blot
out the scene with visions of Mummy...her skirt lifted to show me the fuzzy
bush I had seen there..and I pretended she was inviting me to feel it...so
I brought myself off and eventually settled down to sleep...but the dreams
were strange...I was doing that bumping stuff with Mummy and sometimes a
much bigger boy...was doing it to me...

Now I was extra careful to keep my guard up, for I knew what 'fucking' was
and that other boys wanted to do it with me!  I'd heard the word used
previously but believed you could only do it with girls...shamefully, I
even dreamt of doing it with Mummy - but never with another boy! So I kept
myself aloof, I tried to be nice to the others but it was a lonely
business.  Gradually though, I noticed that there was another boy in my
year who seemed...slightly "different", he seemed to get along fine with
the others but with me, well he was sort of 'kind' without letting the
others notice.  I think it was in my second term that we began to spend
time together - no one really minded or even seemed to take note - and
occasionally on weekends we'd go for walks above the cliffs, again no one
seemed to bother because he was one of those popular boys, everyone liked
him so much that no one ever teased him!  I slowly began to notice that he
was nice looking too..and the more time I spent with him, the more I began
to think horrid thoughts...no, not about sodomy, of course not...but seeing
his bare legs beside mine (we were both in running shorts) caused me to
explain "Your's are getting hairy, I wish mine were!" He didn't reply at
first but ran a hand down my thigh seemingly absent minded "Yours are just
fine" was all he said but I was left in turmoil, back at school I headed
straight for the toilets and began to frantically masturbate.

Our walks continued and I began to enjoy them more and more, we seemed to
gravitate to wilder and more secluded spots, not that I cared and
occasionally we'd find something really interesting, particularly in those
spots known to be frequented by others.  I remember we'd entered a tiny
clearing among the gorse when my friend stooped and picked something up, it
was a length of wood, about ten inches long and curiously shaped...for all
the world it looked just like a penis!  I watched in mounting excitement as
my friend began to tease, looking me in the eye he began to caress the knob
while he simulated heavy breathing, still holding my gaze he began to slide
his fingers up and down its length while panting heavily, eventually he
placed the tip in his mouth - and began to suck - still looking at me!  I
was frozen to the spot...as if hypnotised..so made no move to resist as he
came over and ever so slowly pulled down my trousers...I was furiously hard
and no one had ever seen me like that, I stood and let him fondle my penis
and when he stood back to drop his own pants I could only reach for him in
turn, smiling he gazed into my eyes as his fingers sought to pleasure
me...I managed to gulp out "Let's not hurry...this is far too good isn't
it?" He stared into my eyes, a little smile showing with his parted lips
pouting at me.

He too had a dry throat and croaked his agreement, we were surrounded by
thick scrub and there was no chance of intrusion, it was funny...this
sensation of someone else's hand on your penis and while fondling him I
tried to remember what felt best when doing it to myself....it seemed to
work for pretty soon our foreheads were touching as we watched the play
down below..."You know, we can make this last for ages...if we want?"  He
asked.  I agreed, telling him that I often did that when I was alone...that
I often did it two or three times a day, he asked what I thought about
while doing it - I told him about what I'd seen happen in that other
bed...he said nothing but his breathing increased..then I mentioned what
I'd also imagined doing with my Mother....he gulped and then guiltily
announced "Yes me too. I want to lift her skirt and have a long feel, I
pretend she opens her legs and lets me do it...."  "Have you seen her -
naked?"  "Yes a few times you know passing her room or when she's standing
in front of the mirror...I'd really love to feel her up!"  "I try to look
down her front...to see her tits...sometimes she's only got a small bra
on...and I can easily imagine...what the rest looks like underneath...I get
really excited" We were both highly aroused but were only gently fondling
each other, aware that if not careful, we'd cum too soon - "would you like
to fuck her?" I asked "You bet" was the reply...I confided I wanted to fuck
my mother too.  "Ever kissed anyone?" I asked.  He hesitated then said
"I've wanted to kiss...you, for ages and ages!"  Oddly excited I closed my
eyes and offered my lips, soft warmth and a tongue trying to poke its way
between my clenched teeth...I opened my mouth and met his tongue with
mine.."You...really ARE beautiful" he muttered as we broke apart, our hands
were caressing each others penis, petting and fondling...."We'll be late
back I said.....do you want to cum now?"  So we got busy.  Looking back - I
regretted nothing....and all I could think of, was finding another chance
to do it with him all over again!