Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2015 03:41:52 -0400
From: The Phoenix
Subject: A Debt Repaid Many Times Over

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		    (AT 23 MY 16 YR OLD LOVER CAMPING)

From the time I was 12/13 and had my first sex and my boyfriend David, I
waited until I was 18 before I had another love interest and had this
gorgeous girlfriend, blond, blue eyes, tall slim, nice ass and boobs. She
was my girlfriend for 2 years, we made out every night mostly feeling her
up, and playing "sticky finger". I loved eating her out. We only fucked
twice at the end of the two years, and then she cheated on me, so that
relationship was over. I didn't realise it, but the journey I was about to
take, was one I never imagined, but to this day cherish.

    I coached hockey for 15 years at a league of 14/15 year olds. I never
thought of any of them sexually, but one game my assistant laughingly told
me to look over at this kid Bill. I looked and "Oh my God", he was
undressing, and he had a flaccid donkey cock.

    I often practised outside of games. I had a policy, everyone on the
team paid for practice time whether they attended or not. Towards play
offs, I collected the debt from 3 boys who owed me, two brothers owed me a
lot and didn't have the money to pay, the other, that boy Bill. I made a
deal with them all, they could play in the playoffs IF they all came to my
new house I had bought and do some chores for me on Saturdays, based on a
rate of $7 dollars an hour, to pay off their debt to me. I picked all 3
up. The two brothers had wiped off their debt the first day, but the other
kid, Bill now 16, owed a lot more.

     I had Bill come the next two Saturdays and one of my team players told
me why Bill never attended practice. Apparently Bill lived in a house
divided by dads section and moms section. He was in a very difficult
situation, caught in between an awful abusive marriage, which showed lots
of mental and emotional abuse to his mom and himself by the dad.  His dad
always answered the phone when I called about practice, but Bill never got
the messages. His dad was abusive and sometimes violent, hitting the mom.
When I learned this, I felt so bad I was pressuring him to pay for
practices he knew nothing about.  The two Saturdays I took him for lunch
and we talked a lot. He was very timid, and while doing chores like cutting
grass he always said "sorry" if you tried to help or advise him how to do
something.

   We became buds during the 3 Saturdays, I decided to keep him working for
me for the summer, and when I asked him, to ask his mom if he could work
for me all summer, and I'd pay him $7.00 an hour, he was so thankful for
the offer. They both agreed. Bill was a good worker but needed a little
guidance. I had injured my back at work the previous week and was off work
with a herniated disk on Workman's Compensation.

Bill came over and I had him doing some prep for renos. One job was taking
down an old bug filled rotten fence, and bundling the wood for the garbage
men. It was almost June and getting hot, so we often took a long break ,
had a BBQ, then went to the public pool to cool off sometimes, and man you
could see the female heads turn, even the moms. His speedo sure was
advertisement for what he was packing.  There was no schedule or deadlines
to meet. Some days Bill worked just a few hours, but he came over EVERY
day, Monday to Friday, while his mom worked. He didn't want to be home
alone with his abusive dad. Bill took off his shirt a lot, as he liked to
tan. He went to a rented cottage with his mom every weekend, and wore just
his speedo all weekend and had an amazing tan.

     One day he was cleaning windows for me and I spotted him on the ladder
so he would not fall. He didn't like climbing high on the ladder, so often
reached way up with one hand to steady himself and cleaned with the
other. I put my hand on his back to steady him. He was so warm and nice to
touch. He often stretched to the point his blue loose jeans dropped so you
could see his butt crack. I could not take my eyes off his bare back, ass
crack, and tan line, while I was steadying him with my hand. Often I would
lower my hand so one thumb gently slipped under his jean waist band, to the
top of his butt crack. With it getting hotter, I suggested to Bill, he get
out of the long blue jeans and dress cooler.

   Bill and I hit it off so well. I think he thought of me as a father
figure. He sure didn't have one at home! It got to the point where he'd
give me a friendly hug when I picked him up and drove him home. He had
gotten out of the hot jeans and into cut off blue jeans with frills, and a
bare midriff football shirt. He had a very muscular body. He got his
drivers learner permit so I taught him driving. That is the point I think I
became interested in him, and I think he was in me. I couldn't help but
recall the day my assistant coach had me look at him undressing, and I saw
that huge cock. Suddenly I was in the past remembering David my first love
at 12/13. Bill and I were now suddenly inseparable.

   Bill had saved a lot of money for a radio. He was putting all his money
into a bank account to save for it. So one day I suggested we stop work, go
down to a Chinese guy I knew in Electronics, and see what he had, so Bill
could make up his mind, and we'd go get the money needed at the bank. Jim
always gave me a good discount on purchases. The one Bill chose, he gave me
25% off listed price. Bill and I went to the bank. He was going to withdraw
$250 for this boom box radio. He went inside and was 10-15 minutes, and
came out almost in tears. I asked him what's wrong. He said he couldn't
withdraw any money, because the account was in his dad's name. His rotten
dad had opened the account for him many years before, but not in Bill's
name but his own. All of Bill's earnings working for me went into that
account.

   So we sat there a moment, me furious, then I drove back to Jim's
store. Bill asked "why, I don't have any money". I smiled at him. We went
in and I asked Jim to bring the radio over. I asked Bill, "is this the one
you want". He replied "yes, but I can't pay for it." I said "oh yes you
can!" I took out my credit card and bought the radio for him. We got in the
car, and he thanked me all the way home, and I explained, he could work off
the $250 he owed me by helping me. We got home and opened the box, put in
the batteries, and tried it out, Very nice sound and Bill was real
happy. He turned it off and with tears welling in his eyes he came to me
and gave me an embrace like I never had in my life. We hugged for I'm sure
3 minutes, and I kissed him on the cheek. He said you are the nicest man I
ever knew, and said he loved me.  I said to him, I wished you were MY
son. I didn't want to let him go and my eyes welled with tears too. We both
cried. His mom called that night and offered to pay me the $250 I said "no
Bill will work it off". I told her, "get the bank account thing worked
out", and she did the next day. From that day on, Bill and I hugged a lot.

   The next weekend Bill's mom allowed Bill to come up to my cottage lot,
where we were clearing trees to build a cottage. I had a GMC "shaggin
wagon" with a fold down bed for two in the back. Sleeping bags, pillows and
a sheet to cover over to protect us from mosquitoes. My sister was there,
in a tent trailer, and my brother and law, and nephew helped me burn brush
and cut wood that day with Bill. We worked hard, had a BBQ, fished and even
swam a bit. Bill wore nothing but a speedo all day and runners, and it
showed his endowment to the point my sister even looked and laughingly
commented on his gift. When he came out of the water, he was rock hard and
had to be sure the lace was tightly tied so his dick didn't pop over the
waistband. He was 9"of cut boyhood.

Around dusk the mosquitoes were so bad we had to go inside.  I let some
brush smoulder to help the smoke keep them away. My sister's family
scurried to the tent trailer and add a room, Bill and I to the van. It was
hot and humid. We had total privacy in the van when I drew the curtains
front and back. The sun roof and screen gave us some ventilation, but I had
a fan . We slept on top of our sleeping bags in our undies. It was 9pm,
still light, and we weren't sleepy. I watched him in the van, shake and
wiggle his way out of his speedo and get into his undies. What a site! He
had a magnificent body, long hair, cute face, nice tan, and a cock I
couldn't take my eyes off. I teased him about his size by saying, "Christ
Bill I better sleep on my back tonight with that monster near me" . He
laughed.

   We laid there on our sides face to face, and talked about many things,
his abusive dad, his dog, school, cottage with his mom, working for me,
driving, and his radio. It was now 11pm I could hear my sister and brother
in law snoring, it was pitch black outside. He thanked me again for the
radio, and suddenly got serious, and told me he had something he wanted to
tell me, but feared my reaction. I told him "you could talk to me about
anything". He paused and then said "I like you a lot", and my reply was "I
like you a lot too." as I stroked his face. "No he said, no I mean I
really, really do like you!" then he looked in my eyes and I looked in his,
he lunged forward, hugged me, then instinctively we kissed on the lips and
I forced our tongues into each others mouths, and he rolled on top of
me. Suddenly my mind went back to my first love David at 12, with me laying
on top of him not wanting to let go.

 We kissed passionately.  Both our cocks were rock hard, but he had me by 3
inches I was 6", him 9". I wrapped my legs around his, and we began
gyrating together as one, humping up and down, thrusting as though we were
fucking. My hands slipped down the back of his undies, pulled him tighter
to me, and I probed his ass crack and hole, and his hand was down the front
of my undies grabbing my stiff cock. I slipped his undies past his bum and
he knew to sit up and slide them off. He laughed, grabbed mine by the
waistband and pulled them right off me, without me asking. He got back on
top of me, kissed me more, my neck, slid down and sucked my nipples. I
pulled him up and he straddled my chest and I sucked his nipples. We were
in passionate love and I had to remind him to keep quiet as my sister was
near, and we didn't want them to hear.



    He slid down and kissed my stomach and like he had done this before but
hadn't, he pushed down to my cock and started jerking it, licking my balls.
I asked him to swing around so I could jerk his. I jerked him, then I
started sucking him, then he got the message and sucked me too. We were in
full 69.  We were both humping and moaning and again had to remind him to
be quiet.

 I asked him to straddle my chest again and he complied, he put my cock
head in his boy pussy entrance, but not in, and I started jerking him
hard. By his moans I could tell he was going to cum. He came on my chest
and face, and we wiped it up. He wasn't done.  He put my cock in his
asshole, fed it in slowly, moaned and he started to ride me, I came in no
time inside his boy pussy.  He collapsed on top off me like that 12 year
old boy I once knew, who didn't want to ever let go of David. He slept on
top of me naked all night with our arms around each other, Damn I now had a
boyfriend and lover.  RGS