Date: Tue, 16 Mar 2010 15:26:32 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Garden sculpture

It is so soothing lying back like this, he's in no hurry and I feel his
length slide in and out regular as clockwork, the only clue to progress is
when I feel his fingers start to tighten where they clasp my back, I know
that in another ten minutes or so his breathing will grow ragged...I keep
perfectly still, he has this down to a fine art for as he once remarked
"when you have your hands on an attractive 13 year old, you make damn
certain you do it properly, his body is like a wonderful instrument and
must be handled just right, it's a joy of nature's making and nothing,
nothing can compare to the thrill of having him".

It had begun in terrible circumstances, I'd been caught, well and truly
caught with pants down and working away - it had been one of those
impulses, an excess of teen hormones, the convenience of a secluded garden
beckoned and then the voice

"Just stop there, don't move.  You're on private property, my property as
it happens..."

With pants around my legs there was no way I could run, so I froze...would
he call the Police, what would happen? An elegant yet casually dressed
individual - in his forties I guessed - had been the source of my
embarrassment and like a spider it seemed, he now came closer to inspect
his prey.  Or so I thought, but then noted that the inspection I was
getting, well it was not quite what I'd expected

"Just stand there, it's alright...my but you're quite - lovely, yes that's
the right word "lovely" and to think that you could have run off, oh
no...here, let me help."

Stooping he easily gathered me up in his arms and smiling down at me,
wandered off down one of the pathways.  There soon enough we came to a
clearing, ponds everywhere and a little Summer house intruded at one
corner.  I had of course long since lost my erection but as he lay me down
on a wicker bench and stood back to survey his catch....against all odds I
began to firm up again.  I watched his mouth frame a silent "oh" and he
muttered

"My God, even with pants around ankles you're a dish, here let me help".

It seemed that in no time I was stripped half naked, leaving my shirt on
only seemed to accentuate the fact that I was bare from the waist down and
it actually added to my already mounting excitement so standing back once
more he'd have had the benefit of eyeing off one very aroused youngster.
Which of course gave the game away for it was with a certain quiet
confidence that he settled beside me.  Thoughtfully he slipped a hand up
under my top and I felt his fingers seeking out my nipples, I've always
found these extremely sensitive and now he gave a low whistle of
appreciation on finding them rigidly erect.  For a while longer he toyed
and then reluctantly withdrew, tracing fingers down my abdomen and as he
did so, I shivered.  There he paused, we both met one another's eyes and he
raised his brows questioningly...I could only nod and hold my breath until,
the lightest of touches, there at the very tip of my penis, was he stroking
or fondling...or both..as he continued I wanted to raise my hips and thrust
up but somehow controlled myself..something told me that an expert was at
work here so I lay back and abandoned myself to his finger tips.  I felt
the caresses leave off and looking up saw him, he was easing out of pale
slacks and I caught my first glimpse of his trim erection, once done he lay
beside me directing my hand to his shaft.  Automatically I began stroking
it as he resumed his attentions to me.....then quietly

"You've done this...with other people before?"

I hesitated then the truth came out

"Yes, I've done it lots, with other boys....but, we try to make it last, we
can do it quickly if you like of course...but I really do prefer...a long
session..."

"My thoughts too, I'd hate to rush anything with a boy like you...God knows
what persuaded you to go behind that hedge of mine, I don't care either but
such good luck, well I wouldn't want to squander it so "yes" we can make
this a long one...I know I'm enjoying it already!  Here, can you spread
your legs just a bit more...ah there, did you know ...you feel fantastic
back there, let me turn you a bit..."

By now I think I'd have let him do anything he wanted to me but I rolled
onto my side as his hand began exploring my buttocks, a finger traced
between my cheeks and delicately probed.

"Have you...done it, been penetrated I mean, by anyone yet?"

"I've only had finger so far - and I quite like that..."

"Well, this time, I'll only 'have finger' and perhaps, another time...we
can decide....but that's up to you of course"

By now, his finger was fully inserted, the discomfort had worn off and I
was enjoying the intrusion, with one hand he continued to masturbate me
while with the other...well, he was massaging me deep inside until...OH
God! Like electricity it shook me, he paused and then delicately stroked
again...and again I reacted.  Satisfied, he gently withdrew and laid me on
my back again...

"Oh yes, I think...that with some preparation you and I could have lots and
lots of fun, that was your prostate I touched...if we got you ready to take
a full size penis..just imagine?  I could easily imagine....we continued
working away on each other, now and again I'd give him a reassuring glance,
it was amazing the things he could do to me with just the two fingers...I
was so aroused that my penis lay back flat and hard against my tummy yet he
managed to give me the most incredible feelings...and we went on and on,
there was that nice warm deep randy glow all through my body as he played
with me...and every now and again with his other hand he'd caress my thighs
or run a hand down my legs

"You have such a lovely body, skin so soft, what a beautiful boy....yes, we
could have great fun, no not just 'fun', it could be exciting, very
exciting for both of us...look at the way you respond, you were made for
sex".

I thought I was just a very randy teen but here was this man truly rapt
with my body and what we were doing with each other....and it was as we
exchanged glances that I noticed his breathing begin to change...so I
increased the tempo, my hand slid faster and I grasped his shaft firmly,
still in no hurry mind you but we just began to let ourselves go with the
tide...I was still looking him in the face when my hips lifted themselves,
I felt him stiffen, then he was trembling, warm fluid shot up, some to flow
down over my hand, and my loins heaved again and again...we slowly tapered
it off enjoying each diminishing sensation until at last, both spent we lay
until our breathing settled.  Without a word he pulled me close and stroked
my back...for some reason this made me shiver and concerned he asked if I
were cold.  I shook my head, smiled and stood up to look for my clothes,
instead he had a request

"You know what, could you just remove that top of yours and just stand
there...you have a sensational body..."

Feeling slightly embarrassed I complied, standing there stark naked somehow
felt quite natural in that setting, carefully he let his eyes roam over me
and as he did so, the inevitable occurred, he simply beckoned me over and
efficiently went to work.  In a minute I was convulsing once more, this
time I found myself seated in his lap as he fussed over me murmuring
endearments.  Once dressed I asked directions, I hadn't a clue where I was
and his grounds seemed fairly extensive.  Instead I was asked to wait, he
rummaged around and found a bit of paper and a pen, on this he simply wrote
a 'phone number and handed it to me.

"Look, when you think you're ready, whenever you want..just call this
number, I'll be answering so don't worry about anyone else..and I'll meet
you this time..I think we could be VERY good together you and I and do you
know something else?  When you stood naked like that..just for a moment...
you looked like one of those better classical garden sculptures....no, I
think it would be a great shame if we...didn't stay in touch but that's up
to you isn't it?"

I knew I'd be back.