Date: Sat, 11 Jul 2015 18:51:54 +0100
From: Nicky Dunhelm <nickydunhelm@gmail.com>
Subject: I liked Mr Dickson Chp 11 M/t

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I Liked Mr Dickson Ch 11 MMMMM/t Oral Anal reluctant

After the hard session on the Saturday I was glad to have Sunday to
recover. In church I fidgeted as my bum was sore and mum kept telling me to
keep still.

"Have you got ants in your pants?"

If only she knew what had been in my pants!!!! Sunday evening I was still
sore, both my bum and my tits. I couldn't get things sorted in my
head. What they had done was wrong and it hurt. But sometimes I liked it? I
mean Thomas did hurt, but he also made me feel good and like he really
liked me!  A couple of the others had been more gentle and I had cum over
and over again until I had no more cum, but had dry cums like when I was
small. It didn't make sense. I had yelled and cried, but I had also cum and
cum without even touching myself and I just kept getting hard over and
over. I again had dreams and my pj's had a cum stain in the morning. I had
to clean them up as best as I could before I went to school.

Mr Dickson sent me a text to say he was busy most of the week so not to
visit until he said it was ok. I was disappointed, but it would mean I
could recover more. In my wallet I had the card Mr Boorass had given me and
I kept wondering if, or when, some stranger would hand me one, and what i
would have to do. Would somebody on my paper round hand me one? I did my
paper round each morning but nothing; even Mr Rahma didn't want to do
anything. I sort of felt like rejected after the Saturday!!

Although my tits were painful and a bit bruised, nobody noticed in
Gym. Trouble was they were tender, and when they got rubbed by my shirt it
kept giving me a sitffy!!! The week went on and nothing happened. Tuesday,
Wednesday, I was starting to both relax but also getting horny and
frustrated. I thought about places I could go, like the park toilets, but
then thought about what Mr Boorass might do if he found out I was going
with men he didn't know anything about, and so I never.

Thursday morning we had Geography, but the normal teacher was not there so
we had Mr Spillington. He had been my geography teacher last year. He had a
sort of pinched face and a pointy nose, very pale blue eyes and specs. He
was quite skinny, and mean in class; and a lot of use didn't like him. Some
of the seniors boys said he was ok. I didn't like him.

He came in and made us get our books out and find the right page, and he
started his talking, which is the way he taught! Later he handed back our
homework books from the previous week. Our proper teacher must have given
him them. He dumped them at the front and they were handed around from desk
to desk, but I was surprised when he came to my desk and handed me my book
himself? I said thank, you and got back to reading the text book like he
said. I never wanted to upset him. At the end of the lesson it was morning
break. I started to pack my stuff in my bag and then thought I would look
at my homework mark. I opened the book and found the page, and there was
something between the pages. It was one of Mr Boorass's card!!!!!! I
grabbed it and looked around, but nobody had noticed. I looked at it and
then turned it over. On the back was a mobile number and the words: `RIng
at lunch time' I had been told to always have the mobile Mr Dickson had
given me, so I had a phone to do it. Somebody else kept it topped up, I
just sent text messages and made a few calls to Mr DIckson.

Who had put it in my book? Mr Spillington was just not that sort of guy. My
proper teacher, Mr Browning, well he might be. I quite liked him, but it
was real dodgy using my homework book!!! For the rest of the morning I kept
wondering who it could have been. At lunchtime I sneaked out of school and
found somewhere quiet to eat my lunch. I kept getting my phone out and
putting it away. In the end, when my sandwiches were finished, and it was
nearly time to get back in school I got the phone out. I looked at the
number on the card, and dialed it! It was answered quite quickly but the
voice was not clear. I never had a chance to say anything.

"So glad you have called Nicky. I like boys who are obedient, and I am sure
Mr Boorass does too. I will make sure he knows you follow his
instructions. RIght, now listen. I am sure you know Dickson's farm at the
end of Farm Lane, you deliver there. Well the old barn half way up the
lane, be there at 7.30pm this evening"

Then the phone went dead!!

It was obvious whoever it was had disguised their voice, but who was it?
What did he want? What would I have to do? All afternoon I kept wondering,
even getting told off twice for not concentrating. I was threatened with
detention and that kept me alert. Mum and dad would have grounded me if I
had got detention and then I would not be able to go to the barn. What
would Mr Boorass have said or done then??????

I got home and changed out of my school uniform. I put on a tee and a pair
of jeans, but no pants underneath. I knew that sex would happen and so why
bother with pants?? I did some homework and then had tea, and then finished
my homework. I told mum I had done my homework and was going out on my bike
to meet my mates. She told me not to be late back. I got my bike and rode
off to Farm Lane. I rode part way up the lane the where there was a gate
into the field. I went through the gate and then cycled across the field to
the barn. When I got there I went into the barn and laid my bike down. I
couldn't see anybody anywhere. I called Hello a couple of time but nobody
answered. I waited and then turned to go. As I did I saw a shadow fall
across the entrance, and then Mr Spillington walked in!!

"So glad you decided to come Nicky. I would not have wanted to tell Mr
Boorass that you failed him. I am sure you understand that no mention of
this meeting will be made to anybody, especially at school. I have seen the
photographs and videos of you. I have to say you are quite an amazing boy.
I first noticed you in year seven but did not realise what sort of boy your
were. Then in this year, year eight, I have not taught you have I? You will
be in my class in year nine though, when you become sweet 14!"

All the time he was talking Mr Spillington was rubbing his crotch and
looking me up and down as if he was stripping me naked with his eyes. I
felt embarrassed and humiliated and also scared. This was one of my
teachers. he would see me every school day, and he was somebody who could
drop those photos in the playground like Mr Boorass had said might
happen!!!!!

Mr Spillington walked towards me. I waited for him to grab my dick. He
didn't! He leaned forward and pulled me to him and kissed me on the
mouth!!!!!! His tongue eventually went into my mouth and sort of played
with m tongue! It felt quite good. So this is what kissing was like? I
could feel my dick getting hard. I could also feel Mr Spillington's hard
dick pressing into me through his trousers and my jeans. Slowly he withdrew
his tongue.

"Such a sweet soft mouth Nicky. I could feel you re-acting with your
tongue. You like kissing? I notice you have re-acted in another place, and
I am pleased. I think it is time we both got naked don't you?"

So now things were back to normal. It was sex time. I slowly, reluctantly,
started to undress. Mr Spillington had his clothes off like in record
time!!! His dick was not huge and not too fat. It was cut and I could see
the red/purple head shining, and the dick pointing hard in front on him and
a bit up in the air too. I got my trainers and socks off and then my tee. I
finally dropped my jeans. Mr Spillington sighed very loudly!!

"Oh my god how beautiful!"

He came towards me and very gently pushed me back until I was up against
the straw bales. I could feel the straw prickling my back. I waited to feel
him push me down to his dick, but he didn't!!!!! Instead he dropped to his
knees and took MY dick into HIS mouth!!! OMG it felt awesome!!! He sucked
and licked my dick and the knob end. When my dick was right in his mouth he
put his tongue out and licked my balls. I was in sex overload!!! I wanted
to cum so much. Then he stopped and slipped my dick out of his mouth, I was
disappointed but the he started licking and sucking my bollocks!!! that
felt almost as good as him sucking my dick. The he went back on my dick and
at the same time rubbed a finger over my bum hole. After a bit he removed
his finger and put it up by my mouth and against my lips. I let it go in
and sucked it like it was a dick. It felt quite horny. Then he put the wet
finger on my bum hole again and rubbed me till the hole was quite damp. He
kept doing, this but he also kept coming off my dick just when I felt I was
getting close to cumming!! I was getting so horny! I wanted to cum so
much. His finger went in and out of my mouth several times and then
eventually he pushed very gently and it slipped in my bum. There was some
pain as I was still a bit sore, but it was not too bad. I gasped.

As he fingered my bum and sucked my dick and balls, I got closer and
closer; but he kept stopping and not letting me cum. Then he stood up and
smiled as me. He bent over and kissed me and then whispered

"Can you suck like that?"

I dropped to my knees. I would show him. I took his dick into my mouth and
sucked him in hard. The knob end touched the back of my throat and I sucked
and swallowed to get it into my throat. Mr Spillington gasped very
loudly. I really started to work on his dick, sucking deep into my throat
and then letting it come back into my mouth so I could lick the knob end
for him. I was holding his legs to keep him close to me. I needn't have
bothered as quite quickly he was thrusting into my mouth, fucking my mouth
and throat. It felt good. It felt very good. I loved the noises he was
making. I was making Mr Spillington feel very good, and I liked doing it. I
liked pleasing him. I realised I liked pleasing men!!

I could tell he was getting close. He was not only thrusting but his dick
kept sort of jerking in my mouth. I got ready to swallow, but Mr
Spillington withdrew!!! I felt very disappointed.

"No my sweet boy, no. I want something more. I want more of your beautiful
body. I do not think any other boy has sucked me like you have. You are so
talented for a 13 year old"

He lifted me to my feet. I knew what he wanted. he wanted my bum. He had
fingered me enough for me to guess what he wanted. He turned me round and
smoothed my bum cheeks.

"You bum is so small and neat Nicky. Boys around thirteen and fourteen are
often slim but have quite round arses, but your is so small. It is almost
like a ten year old's bum, not that I have ever had sex with a boy that
young I can assure you. I want to fuck you Nicky. I want to fuck that tiny
arse of yours; may I?"

This guy was actually ASKING if he could fuck me!!!!! Nobody had ever done
that before, they just took what they wanted.  I nodded my head and
whispered yes, a bit embarrassed.

He moved me to where the bales were lower and bent me over them. The straw
pressed into my chest and stomach, and rubbed my tits. Because my tits were
still sore the rubbing felt quite sexy. Mr Spillington rubbed my bum and
then my bum hole. He slipped his finger into me again. He fingered me and I
could feel my bum sort of getting slippery, but he had not used any lube. I
had to be producing whatever was making it slippery myself!!!! Then I felt
his dick against my bum hole.

Of course his dick was thicker than his finger, quite a bit thicker. There
was going to be some pain, I knew that.

"I am sorry Nicky but this might hurt to start, but I will be as gentle as
I can I promise."

He reached around and took my dick in his hand and started wanking me. I
was getting close again. Then he pushed!

I yelled as the head slipped through. I felt my ring sort of slam shut
behind his knob end, trapping him inside me.

"I am so sorry Nicky. I will stop if you want. I can feel you have gone
soft"

I whispered `No'.  Mr Spillington didn't move but slowly rubbed my dick
till i was hard again. When he had got me fully hard and I was moaning a
bit he pushed again. There was a burning feeling and I moaned, but he kept
very slowly pushing until I guess he had half of his dick inside me. Then
he pulled back and did a few in and out thrusts. It felt good quite
quick. Then he held it in me again and pushed some more till he had most of
it in me. Then he did the fucking thing again and then pushed until I could
feel his balls against my bum. Once he was right in he just kept it there
and smoothed my chest and rubbed my dick. He was kissing the back of my
neck too, and nibbling my left ear!!! Then he pulled back until the knob
end was sort of pulling against my ring but inside. Then he stared to fuck
me!

He long fucked me, pushing deep inside me and then almost pulling right
out. He was rubbing against that spot in my bum and I was very vey
close. He kept up a steady rhythm in and out. Now and then he moved a bit
from one side or the other to give me a different feeling. I could hear
somebody moaning and purring. It was me!!!!! Then it happened!!!!

My dick jerked really hard against the straw, which pricked it. That was
enough. I exploded!! I cum over and over again and I was yelling and
moaning, but for once it was all pleasure!!!! It hurt I cum so much!!
Eventually I stopped pumping and the last little bit of cum just dribbled
out of my dick. Mr Spillington pulled out of me!! What had I done wrong? I
felt so empty. Had I upset him? I never felt him cum?

"I think you enjoyed that Nicky. I hope you did. It sounded as if you
did. Now lay on your back please. I would love to look at you as I fuck
you, if you don't mind"

Mind!!!! I wanted him in my bum as quick as possible. I laid down and
looked at him and smiled. I reached out towards him. He knelt down between
my legs, raised them and put his dick against my bum. I was soft, but it
never mattered. It was my bum that wanted him. He pressed gently and it
slid in without any hurting. He slid all the way in, held it there, bent
over, and kissed me. Then he started!

It was a different fuck from any other. My legs were on his shoulders to
start with as he long fucked me, using all the length of his not huge
dick. It never hit that place inside me that had happened on Saturday, like
there was another bum ring deep inside that he had to break through. The
rubbing against my button soon had me hard again and I started to leak
pre-cum. I went to rub my self but he took my hand away.

"No Nicky, if you want to cum that is my responsibility.  You have given me
your young body, now I have to repay you with pleasure"

He kept the long slow fuck and at the same time he rubbed and nipped at my
tits. I was ready to cum real soon and I exploded again, all over my own
face and body. He never stopped moving. I got soft, he kept going. Once
more I slowly got yet another stiffy. I wanted him in me more so I moved my
legs off his shoulders and held them back and open myself, by grabbing
behind my knees. Mr Spillington then made some changes.

He stopped the long thrust and did a load of really hard but short rapid
fucks. He moved so he was going in high and then low, from the right and
then from the left. Then he started the slow long fucks again.  I could
feel my head rolling from side to side. Every part of my body seemed to be
re-acting to what he was doing. Slow long fucks, short very rapid hard
fucks, always changing. He was also starting to moan himself so I knew he
had to be close. I was also close. Suddenly my head jerked back and my
mouth flew open and I came one more time. Mr Spillington yelled and thrust
deeper than ever and he came. I could feel my bum ing gripping and
squeezing his dick. He held it in me, and then pulled back and thrust hard
again and shot some more. He did it five times and each time he thrust into
me he seemed to force a bit more cum out of my dick. Then he pulled back
just a tiny bit and collapsed over me. He kissed me once more and then just
laid there. It seemed to go no for ever but it felt so great. In the end he
pulled off me. He smiled and looked at me and sat back on his legs.

I sat up and went to take his dick in my mouth. It was what I had been
taught to always do.

"No no sweet boy, no. You were not cleaned out before I fucked you and so I
cannot be sure my cock is clean. Also you were such a good fuck my cock is
so sensitive still I think even your soft sweet mouth might be painful. He
sort of lifted me, turned me round and laid me back on his chest, the hair
against my back, his arms around me, holding me to him. I felt so safe and
protected and even loved. I just lay back and enjoyed it. After a time he
eventually let me go and stood up.

"Please Mr Spillington don't stop, please"

"Nicky I am not a young man. I can't cum over and over like you can. I wish
i could. I have had a wonderful time with you, an amazing time. The card
only entitles me to one session with you anyway"

"I wouldn't tell Mr Spillington, honest. I can keep a secret"

"I know lad, I know, and if I could I would. I am very tempted, but it is
not a physical possibility for me to get an erection for quite a while. Not
like you can. There will be other times, I promise, but right now we both
need to go home. It is almost nine o'clock and my wife will be wondering
where I have got to and you have school tomorrow. We need to act as if this
never happened at school you realise that?"

"Of course I do Mr Spillington. I don't want people knowing what I do, or
my mates finding out I am gay"

"Good boy, one or two in the past have been a little less careful, and have
been over friendly with me"

We both got dressed. I felt wonderful. Mr Spillington kissed me again and
our tongues entwined. I held him as tight as I could. He smoothed my hair.

"Go on, on your bike boy, and get home. I promise there will be other times
and I hope in maybe better places. I know not every man you will go with
will behave like me. Some of us are truly Boy Lovers, and love boys. Quite
a few are just boy body lovers and only love the body that they get their
satisfaction from. There are also a few that seem to enjoy causing pain. I
cannot stop what might happen to you with other men, but you can always
come to me to talk and to be hugged, if you feel you need that, no sex
necessary. Now get off home"

I got my bike and cycled off. This time my bum did NOT hurt. It felt like
warm and still a bit full but there was no pain or soreness, just a
wonderful feeling. I had the same great feeling in my head and the rest of
my body. I loved pleasing men, making them feel happy. I loved the way a
man could fill my bum and make me feel so good. I loved sex!!!!!!



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