Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2013 16:45:33 +0000 (GMT)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Bob-a-Job Week

I always looked forward to my Bob-a-Job week, going round to neighbours and
seeing if they wanted anything done. We were warned not to go into a mans
house alone, but I hadn't had any problems, so just didn't tell anyone
about it. I was a bit older now, and had been at the senior all-boys school
for two years. My favourite thing at school was the wanking. I loved it. I
wanked boys off in the toilets, in the showers while other boys watched, in
fact anywhere. The school swimming lessons had taught me that some older
men liked to look at young boys. Many of my friends were unhappy about
that, but not me, I loved it, and posed for them on the pool side.

I started to go round and knock at doors, wearing my gym kit. I remembered
one old man who got me to tidy up his garden last year. When he opened his
front door, he remembered me "Hello again" he said "Is it bob-a-job time
already".  I nodded and heard him say. "Well you'd better come in and I'll
find you something to do. Mind you, you can't go gardening in those crisp
white shorts, you'll get them all mudy" He looked at me for a while, and I
saw the same look as I got from the old men at the pool. I didn't feel
uncomfortable or nervous, and just put my hands on my hips and said "Do you
like me in my shorts then Mister"? After a pause he nodded, adding "Very
Much, give us a slow twirl". I very slowly turned right around, stopping
when I had my back to him for a second, knowing that he would be looking at
my schoolboy bottom, squeezed into my tight shorts. When I'd turned right
round I teased him by saying "They won't let us wear any underpants under
our gym shorts Mister. That's not very nice is it"?

His eyes were glued to the front of my shorts......."I hadn't
noticed.......you'd better give us another twirl" Again I started to turn
around, but slower, stopping completely when I had my back to him......"Can
you see now....no pants" I whispered. I just stood there letting him
look. Eventually he said "Well.........I think you look lovely.......what's
your name"?  "I'm Peter" I said "What's yours"?  "Bill" I heard him
say. Only then did I slowly turn round. He was still looking down at my
shorts, and now he had one hand in his trouser pocket. It looked to me as
if he had his hand on his cock. I'd been playing with schoolboys cocks for
2 years, and now suddenly I was wondering what a real mans' cock would look
like, what it would feel like.

"Erm, well, you could start by dusting upstairs for me Peter" he whispered,
taking the hand out of his pocket. I was begining to want to slip my hand
in there and have a little feel round. He went into the kitchen and came
out with a duster. "Here" he said "You can start upstairs."  I took the
duster, turned around and started to climb the stairs, running the duster
along the banister. I bet he's looking up at my bottom, I thought, and
turned round to see. Sure enough he was standing at the bottom of the
stairs looking up at me. I wondered if he could see up the legs of the
shorts. If so. he could see my little hairless cock and balls. My
schoolfriends made fun of me for having no body hair, but I was hoping Bill
liked seeing me like that. I stopped every few steps and dusted, glancing
down at him. When I reached the top, I sat on the top step, and parted my
legs, letting them dangle down the stairs. I was really hoping that he was
getting a good look, he was looking in the right place. It was deffinitely
the look I got at the swimming pool, and I liked it. I seemd nicer to me,
because I was posing for one man, and in private, and no-one else knew.

After a few seconds Bill whispered "You're lovely Peter, those shorts look
so nice on you" I smiled and asked "Don't you have any shorts Bill. I'm
sure you'd look nice as well"?  "If I do, they'll be in a drawer in my
bedroom somewher. Will you help me look"?  "Yes please" I said, quickly
getting up. He came up the stairs, took hold of my hand, and led my into
his bedroom. It felt nice, holding Bills' hand. I looked around the room,
as we stood, hand in hand. It was a bit of a mess, there were tissues on
the floor by the bed, which was a double I noticed, and a magazine on the
bed called "Health and Efficiency" with a picture of a naked lady on the
cover. "Oh look" I said pointing to the mag with my spare hand. "I'll let
you see that later, if you're a good boy" Bill whispered. He led me by the
hand over to a chest of drawers and said "They're probably in one of these
drawers Peter, why don't you open the bottom one first.I knelt down, still
holding his hand, and pulled the drawer open. "Have a rumage round in there
" he said letting go of my hand. The drawer seemed to be full of underpants
and vests. I lifted up pair after pair. It felt so lovely and naughty,
being allowed to go through Bills' underwear, as he watched. They were a
mixture of y-fronts and boxers, with t-shirts and vests. As I lifted a pair
of boxers by the waistband, I looked at the little slit opening at the
front, knowing that Bills' cock had been eased out through there.

"Which type do you prefer Peter, y-fronts or boxers" I heard him ask. Then
I felt his hand rest on the top of my head. "Don't be shy Peter, which to
you like the best. I put the boxer shorts down and picked up a pair of
y-fronts, resting then one one hand and gently running my other hand across
the "Y". Several times I carressed the front of Bills' pants, knowing that
he was watching. "Definitely y-fronts Bill" I said trying to look up at
him. "I enjoy seeing my school friends taking them off in the gym changing
room."  He smiled down at me. I put the y-fronts back and ran my hands
underneath all the pants. I felt something, pulled it out, and there were a
pair of navy-blue cotton shorts. I stood up "There you all Bill, you have
got some shorts after all".  "Thankyou Peter" he said, taking them from
me. "What do you think" he asked, holding them against his trousers. They
looked too small, but I said "Yes, they're lovely, why not try them on"? I
said to tease him.

"But you're here with me Peter" he said. Suddenly I blurted out "Well I'm
certainly not going to tell anybody" I didn't know why I said that, it just
came out, so I added "Are you"? Before he could answer, I whispered softly
"It would be just like in the gym changing room".  He thought for a while
and then said "Neither of us can tell anyone" I nodded. "No one must ever
know" I nodded again. "You're sure it's alright if I take my clothes off in
front of you" I nodded again. "Here, hold these " he said passing me the
shorts. "Sit on the bed and pass me the shorts when I'm ready, but for now
just watch.  I sat on the bed and watched as Bill undid his trousers. As
they fell to the floor, he lifted his shirt to show me his y-fronts. He
gave me a twirl, stopping when his back was to me. The pants were quite
tight across his ample bottom cheeks, but I liked the look of them. As he
began to turn, I got a good look at his bulge sideways on. The little slit
opening was gapping a little, then he was back to facing me. As he stopped,
I saw a little wobble under the "Y".

"Open the magazine Peter, to page 9". I obeyed, wow each page showed both
men and women naked, but when I got to page 9. "Wow" I said, looking at a
page full of naked boys, about my age, playing football. I studied all
their litle cocks for a few seconds. "I do like to see the young boys" he
whispered. I looked up to see him tugging at the y-fronts. Suddenly they
were around his thighs, and I was looking at the loveliest cock I'd ever
seen. Bigger, thicker and so much hair, most of it grey. A podgy belly hung
above it, but my eyes were soon back on his cock. He didn't say anything,
but wriggled to get the pants to fall to the floor. His cock swung from
side to side, making slapping noises against his groin. He kicked the pants
away and then stood there, hands on hips, legs slightly apart. "Is this the
first time you've seen a mans' cock Peter"? he asked. I nodded and watched
as he did another twirl, very slowly. Seeing his cock from the side was
beautiful, like a miniature elephants trunk swinging and moving. Then the
back view. Those ample cheeks looked even better. I wanted to touch all of
him. He stayed there for ages, then opened his legs further.........Oh I
could see his balls. They were big and hanging down a long way. I wanted to
weigh then in my hands, and carress them, like I did to my friends in the
school toilets.

The twirl was completed and I was staring at his cock again. "What do you
think Peter"? he asked "Do you like seeing young boys naked or older men"?
He stood still for ages, hands on hips, legs apart.. I looked at the
picture of young boys, then up at him several times. "I used to like young
boys Bill" I whispered looking straight at his cock "but now I'm not
sure". He smiled at me, then slipped his shirt off and stood naked. He
reached out for the shorts, and I sat and watched as he stepped into them,
and pulled them up. Suddenly his cock was gone from view. "Oh" I
sighed. "It's alright Peter, I'll show you "willy" again in a minute. Would
you like that"? I nodded with gusto. "Do you like my shorts" he
asked......."They're too small" I said, and the shorts were on the floor
again, with "Willy" on show only 4 feet away. He stood, hands on hips
again, wiggling slightly to get Willy moving from side to side. "You like
seeing Willy don't you" I nodded, captivated by seeing Willy swining from
side to side. He wiggled more and more until Willy was making the slapping
sounds again. "Do you really like Willy, really really like him"? I nodded,
blurting out a big "YES"

"Well Peter, Willy likes you too"................"Really"? I answered in a
silly schoolboy way.  "Yes, Willy wants to be your friend, a special
friend. He wants you to play with him. Would you like that"? Peter made a
silly noise in his throat. "Willy wants you to undress. Will you do that
for him"? Peter put the mag down and got off the bed. The gym shirt came
off first, then the plimsoles, and finally the shorts. Peter stood there,
hands on hips. "Well, what does Willy think" asked Peter.  "Willy wants you
to come round as often as you can and play with him, make him all
stiff. Wouldn't that be nice"?  Bill stepped forward and slipped his arms
around Peters shoulders, and pulled him close. Peter could feel Willy
pressing against his tummy, and desperately wanted to take hold of
him. Peter eased his arms around Bills' waist and let his hands slip down
onto those ample bottom cheeks. Peter could feel his boy-cock start to
stiffen between against Bills' thigh. "Remember Peter" Bill whispered
softly "We can't tell anyone about this, ever"

" I know" Peter whispered against Bills bare shoulder. "Let's seal it with
a kiss then". Peter lifted his head and received the first of 5 or 6 kisses
on his lips, each one lasting a little longer. His hands began to carress
Bills' ample bottom cheeks, lifting them, pulling them apart. OOOhhhh Peter
felt Willy move and grow a little. The next kiss was coming, and Peter felt
Bills' tongue against his lips. Peter opened his mouth.



End Of Part One