Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2003 17:48:54 -0800 (PST)
From: milo emit <miloemit@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE BELL REPAIR MAN

I read a story on Nifty that reminded me when I was
ten.  It was summer and I slept late.  I came into the
front room thinking my mom was there.  Instead a man
was installing a phone. I was in an old pair of
underwear that hung loosely to my thin body. I ask
what he was doing still rubbing the sleep from my
eyes. He told me he was installing a phone, our first.
I ask where was my mom? He said she had to go to
work, but would be back this afternoon. I told him I
would get dressed and watch him work. He said no need
he would be done by the time I got back, come and help
just like I was. He said I could sit on his lap and
watch him work.  I walked up to him and he put his
hand on my little butt pulling me close.  He pointed
to a hole in the floor and said to get on my knees and
when a wire came up the hole to pull on it.  I did
what he told me and he put his hands on my butt
pulling me back a little saying the wire could poke me
in the eye if I was too close.  I felt his fingers go
between my thin little crack and rub me there, but
didn't think anything about it. He went downstairs and
soon the wire came up the hole.  I pulled it and told
him I had it.  He came back and sat down then grabbed
me by the waist and sat me in his lap.

    He reached around my body and took the new phone
from the box then handed me a screw driver and
explained to me how to take it apart to attach the
wires.  When I started to do what he told me he put
his hands on my little legs and started to rub them
lightly.  He seemed old to me and I was scared as he
started to fondle me.  His fingers slipped under my
stretched out leg openings and found my little pecker.
He rubbed my balls and I got real hard real quick. I
was afraid to say anything and it did feel good. I
kept taking the screws out of the bottom of the new
phone as he kept touching me and telling how good a
job I was doing. I felt him shift around and he lifted
me some.  When he sat me back down I felt his dick
press against my bottom through his pants. He asks me
if I had any Vaseline.  He said he needed it to finish
his work. I said yes and he lifted me down off his
lap.  I tried to look at his dick but his pants were
too baggy to see anything. I got him the Vaseline and
before I could turn away he grabbed me by the waist
and sat back on his lap. He wrapped his arm around me
under my arms and lifted me up a little. I felt him
pull the back of my undies down.  He shifted around
and I felt his cock against my butt again, only this
time it was a hot feeling. I knew his dick wasn't in
his pants.  He must have opened up his pants when I
went to get the Vaseline. The feeling wasn't new to me
for my older neighbor had been putting his big dick
against my butt for around a year now.  He even stuck
it in me a couple of times. I was a little afraid
thinking what he was going to do and hoping all he
wanted to do was touch my butt with his dick.  He felt
big, but not much bigger than my neighbor.

    I could feel his dick throb under my little ass.
Once in a while he would hunch against me and he dick
would move along my crack.  I relaxed liking the
feeling he was giving me.  We finished taking the
phone apart and he striped the wires. He opened up the
jar of Vaseline and took a glob out with two fingers.
He said he had to apply some to the wire before
hooking them up.  He put a little on the wired then
said he would just wipe the rest on his pants.  When
he did he lifted me off his lap then scooted down some
before putting me back on his lap.  This time just the
tip of his dick poked me in the butt, and then I
realized it was poking me in the butt hole.  His dick
felt different and when he didn't move I relaxed. I
cold tell his dick didn't have the skin on the head
like my neighbors did.  I liked the feeling better.
He was holding me in place with one hand under my butt
while he showed me how to wrap the wire and screw it
on with the other.  I had three wires to do my self.
I was really enjoying the way he was touching me, but
still hoping he wasn't going to put his big thing in
me. I believed he was holding me so it wouldn't go in
me.  His dick didn't feel much bigger than my
neighbors, but I didn't know him and wasn't sure I
wanted him to do that to me.  My neighbor hurt me the
first time and I didn't want that to happen again.  I
leaned forward to get a better look at what I was
doing.  As I leaned forward he shifted up in the chair
a little and I felt his dick start to poke into me.  I
began to shake from fear, and didn't know what to do.
I sort of went limb and was about to cry when his head
slipped in my tight little bottom. He held me tight
and was very gentle, slowly working his big dick up my
young hole.  His dick wasn't much bigger than my
neighbor. I ask him what he was doing? All he said was
do you like what you feel. He was ever so slowly
lowering me pushing into me.  I realized he wasn't
going to hurt me and I did like what he was doing. I
looked back at him and smiled saying I did.  He pushed
deep then I was sitting on his lap with his hands
cupping each cheek.  He laid his chin on my shoulder
against my cheek.  I could feel his hot breath and
whiskers.  I felt his dick swell in me.  He tried to
push deeper.  He was cumin as soon as he got all the
way in.  It felt good.  He never got soft and keeps
his hard dick deep in me. He finished putting the
wires into the phone and trying it out.  All the time
I sat on his lap with his hard dick in me.  He would
sometimes tighten up and it would swell in me.  I
though maybe he hadn't shot his stuff in me and was
going to do it later. Finally he finished his work.
He picked me up and bent me forward carrying me to the
bathroom before pulling me off his cock.  He just
lifted me up and his dick came out.  I held tight so
nothing would come out. He sat me on the toilet.  He
said my spunk would come out of you in a minute then
left.  When I heard him pull out of the driveway I got
off the toilet. I kept his cum in me till I couldn't
hold it any longer.  I made a mess in my undies later
as I ran to the bathroom.  He sure deposited a large
load in my little body.  The year was 1952 and I can
still feel his dick going into me. He was a lot
gentler than my neighbor.

    The next time I saw him I was and adult and buying
a boat from him.  He didn't recognize me. I think of
him sometimes when I'm pushing my six and a half inch
tool into a young boy.

Milo