Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 12:26:26 +0100
From: iceflower@hushmail.com
Subject: Park Adventure Boy Chap 4   G M A/Y

The sunlight streamed into Steven's bedroom as his father
pulled the curtains.

"Come on sleepy head wake up. Your mother has taken Angie
to the Doctors because she's not feeling well. We've got to
go to the outfitters this morning and get your new school
uniform. I've got your breakfast ready downstairs."

"Aw dad!"

The boy hurriedly pulled the sheet to cover himself as he
realized that the sunlight was warming his naked body.

"I'll be down in five minutes, ok?"

As he gradually came to life Steven remembered that he'd stayed
 up late chatting on the Internet. His boxers and jeans were
next to his bedroom desk where he had slipped them off last
night. His PC was still switched on and he silently gave thanks
 for screen savers as he really didn't want his dad to see
what was on the screen.

As soon as his dad left the room he jumped out of bed, grabbed
a towel and walked to the bathroom with his morning woody
leading the way. The floor around the shower was still damp
from where his father had showered and had left his dressing
gown. With his mum and sister out the teen didn't bother
closing the bathroom door before he stepped under the hot
shower. He washed his hair and soaped down his body before
he dealt with the morning erection. It didn't take long before
twists of milky cum were being rinsed down the shower plug hole.
He stepped out of the shower, his smooth body glistening with
globules of water, to find his father standing at the doorway.
He instantly flushed red as his father said:

"You really should start closing the bathroom door son. Come on
dry off, put some clothes on and come down and have breakfast".


His father swiftly turned and headed away as the boy grabbed a
towel to cover himself and to start drying. He wondered how
long his dad had been standing there and if he had seen him
jacking off.  He left a trail of wet foot prints as he scuttled
back to his bedroom and got dressed.  He looked in his cupboard
and could find any clean underwear. His mom must have got
behind on the washing or something, though it was unusual for
him to actually run out of clean underwear. He decided to go
commando for breakfast and then look and find some clean boxers
before going out.  He pulled on his favourite jeans they were
soft cotton and well faded. These were getting a bit tight and
short now but they would be ok for today. They felt really good
against his bare ass and balls, but he had better get a move on
downstairs, because he didn't want to get his dad in a bad mood.
He found a shirt, buttoned it up and pulled on his Vans then
ran downstairs. There was a big bowl of fresh fruit salad on the
table. His dad was standing by the stove.


"Bacon and Eggs ok? Your mum is away so we might as well take
advantage of it while we can".

"Yeh sure dad, thanks." Said the teen.  He noticed his father's
eyes check him out as he sat down and piled fresh fruit into a
bowl.  His father turned and focused on cooking the fried
breakfast. He put two plates of bacon and eggs on the table
just as his son was finishing the fruit.


"So what are we getting you at the uniform shop?"

"Well mom has ordered a blazer, but I think she was going to
get me some new shirts and 2 pair of trousers."

"You OK for boxers? Mom said you seemed to be getting low on
spare pairs. Or do you want briefs?"

"errm boxers daaad"

Steven was getting a bit embarrassed at his dad talking about
his underwear and that mom had noticed that some pairs were
missing.  They ate in silence, enjoying the rare treat. It
was soon finished.

"Ok son, you do the washing up. I'll just get ready and then
we can go."

The boy rushed with washing the dishes because he wanted to put
some underwear on before going out. Just as he was finishing
his dad came through the door.

"Ok, lets go."

"but dad, I've got to .."

"No come on, if we don't go now the car park will be full and
it will take ages. I took today off work just to take you to the
shop."

The two guys jumped into the family car and set off to the
shopping area. Steve sat next to his father. Looking down at his
lap he could see that his prick was outlined in the leg of his
jeans. He wished that he'd had the chance to put on some underwear.
He didn't think that his dad would notice though. After 20 minutes
or so they arrived at the multi-story car park and spent a further
10 minutes driving around before they found a parking space. Soon
they arrived at a small shop where the windows were filled with
the uniforms of the local schools. When they arrived there was one
family already inside. These people were just picking up their
carrier bags loaded with clothes.  The shop assistant turned to
greet the new customers.

"Well if it's not Bill Davison?!"

"Oh hi Richard, how are you doing? Steven this guy is an old school
buddy of mine."

"Well Bill what can I do for you today? Is this your son and does
he need the full treatment?"

"Yeh well I believe there is a blazer been ordered for this young
man, but we also need some pairs of trousers, underwear and socks.
The same school as we both went to."

The assistant went to the back of the shop and returned with a new
blazer wrapped in plastic. Unwrapping this he moved towards the
teen boy.

"Ok Steven, let's try this for size. If you've grown too much we
have bigger ones out back."

Steve slipped his arms into the black blazer held by Richard and
shrugged it over his shoulders.  It fitted quite well on his slender
frame though the sleeves were a little long for his arms.

"Ok young man that looks ok, you'll soon grow into those sleeves.
Now you want some trousers, yes?  What are your measurements?"

"Errm I don't know, mum usually does that stuff, er Dad?"

"I don't know either Richard, I guess you had best measure him up."

Richard took a tape measure from the counter top and measured
Steve's waist.

"27 inches"

Next the assistant turned the boy to face him, with his father
behind.  He stretched the tape from the inner left ankle up to
the crotch of the jeans. Steve felt a gentle pressure from the
man's hand lift his testicle and then a gentle stroke down the
outline of his cock through the jeans material. A surge of sensation
rushed though the boy's groin and blood started flowing into his
penis.

"29 inches"

"Ok young man. It's charcoal grey for your school. I believe that
we have just what you need."

He returned to the back of the shop and returned with two pairs of
trousers.

"Why don't you pop into the changing room out back and try these on
to make sure that we have chosen the right size for you."

Steve was relieved to escape so that he could hide his growing
erection. He grabbed the trousers and walked to the back of the shop
finding a curtained cubicle.  He stepped inside, drawing the curtain
behind him. He slipped his trainers off his feet and then dropped his
jeans exposing his now erect cock.  He took one of the pairs of trousers
and slipped his left foot into the leg. He struggled to push his foot
through the trouser leg, awkwardly hopping on one foot. He pulled them
off and looked at the bottom of the trouser leg and found it was sewn
up tight.  Thinking it was a manufacturing problem he tried the other
pair of trousers to find the same problem. Frustratedly he pulled them
off and reached down for his jeans so that he could return the faulty
items. His jeans were missing. He couldn't believe it and looked
around again where he had dropped them on the floor. As he stood
naked from the waist down in the cubicle he peeked out of the curtains
to see if the jeans were outside. He saw Richard holding two new pairs
of trousers.

"I'm sorry about that Steven, I think you had a problem with the other
pairs."

Hiding his erection behind the curtain the boy quickly grabbed the
new pairs from the assistant. As he turned and bent to try on the new
trousers he felt a hand rub his smooth naked bottom. As he turned to
look to see who it was, Richard slipped into the cubicle.

"It looks like you could do with a hand."

"Hey, what are you doing? I can manage thanks."

He gasped as he felt a hand wrap around his erect cock, but also felt
a surge of pleasure as the hand started the up and down movement.

"What are you doing?  Dad's just there, he will come looking if I
don't come soon."

"Don't worry Stevie. I know what I'm doing. You like this and want
this don't you?"

The man squeezed the young cock as he jacked off the boy even harder
Steven groaned and nodded his head submissively. Then he felt Richard
cup his bare buttocks with his hands as he knelt in front and swallowed
the horny boy's cock. As the sensations increased he started fucking
motions trying to force his staff deeper down the man's throat. He
stopped worrying about his father as the urges took over his brain. All
he wanted to do was to shoot his cum. He didn't notice that cubicle
curtain was partially open. He noticed the tickle of a finger finding
his anus and pushing in the clenched hole.  The motion of both people
got frenzied and in sympathy, each movement magnifying the impact of
the other when suddenly the dam burst and hot white cum shot down the
man's throat. For a movement Steve thought his jelly like legs might
collapse, but the man supported him over the crisis moment.

"Here son slip these briefs on and these trousers. These one's will
fit you nicely, then come out and show your dad.  It will be ok."

Steve, gasping sat back on the small bench and pulled the white briefs
up his legs and then the trousers. Wow he wanted to stay there absorbing
the sensations of what had just happened. He didn't dare go out because
his must have heard what was going on in this back room.

"Come on Steven, what's keeping you? Richard has already wrapped your
old jeans and an extra pair of the trousers. Come and show me those
trousers."

The teen pulled his Van trainers on his feet and cautiously walked
into the shop area. He was expecting an explosion of anger, but no,
his father just looked impatient. Richard was in the background just
packing clothes in a carrier bag.

"Well they look an excellent fit to me. I guess you want to wear them
home if you gave Richard your jeans to pack away.  Richard, how much
do I owe you? We have to get moving with Steven taking so long in the
changing room."

His father paid the bill and passed the carrier bags to the boy and
they moved to leave the shop.

"Bye Stevie, nice to have you come in my shop. You are welcum to cum
back and help me some time in the future. I'm sure that we can
find stuff you will enjoy doing. You will some experience in the
Stock Room first, but I can show you what to do."

The boy was almost speechless, scarcely believing what had happened
in so few minutes.

"Errrm, err yes Richard sounds like a plan. I'll have to agree it
with Mom first."

"Don't I have any say in this young man?  So far as I concerned it's
fine that you help Richard, I've known him for ages. I'll let your
mother know.  Here Richard take one of my business cards it has our
home phone number. You can ring Stevie and set up a time for him to
come down.  Come along young man let's go."

On the drive back Steven wondered why he had let Richard suck him
with his Dad so close. The danger of getting caught had made it seem
even hornier. How did the man know that he would let him do it? The
teen looked down at his new trousers and noticed a damp patch by the
fly. His dad must have noticed that, but he hadn't said anything.
The more he thought about the incident at the outfitters the more
he became aroused again. By the time that the car reached their house
he had a full sized tent in his trousers even though he was sitting
next to his father. Steven clutched the carrier bag in front of
himself to hide the erection.  Getting out of the car was difficult
but he managed to exit without his dad seeing. He shouted his thanks
 before rushing upstairs. Dropping the bag on the floor he jumped on
his bed rolled over onto his back and pushed his trousers down to his
knees and slipped his hand inside the new briefs then set to work
relieving the new pressure that had built up in his balls. He
visualized that Richard had his hand wrapped around his knob. After
4 minutes of ecstasy a hot stream of milky fluid coated the inside
of those special briefs.  He slipped his hand out and let the soaked
material settle damply against his groin. He lay there for a while
with his eyes closed as the pulse of sensations subsided in his body.
The noise of his mother arriving back woke him from his daydream. He
looked up and realized that once again he had left his bedroom door open.
He jumped up  and closed the door before changing to his old clothes
and then going down to meet his mother and sister, but he left the
damp briefs on to let them dry against him.


The remaining days of the holiday passed all too soon and Steven
found himself in the boredom of school once again. It was great to
meet his mates again. Getting back to friends, sports and homework
filled his time but he still had vivid sexual desires at night.

The first Wednesday back at school was boring and he found his mind
wandering back to sex. The last session of the day was Religion Education,
which was the most boring ever. He alone sat of the back of class. When
no one was looking he unzipped the fly of his trousers and slipped his
fingers inside to caress his knob through his boxers. His body soon
reacted and he was squirming in his seat. The teacher was droning on
at the front of the class, no one was looking or could see and his
excitement was growing. His heart thumped as he eased his hard erection
out of boxers.  Wrapping a finger and thumb around the top of the he
gently stroked up and down. The sensations were causing his legs to
jerk so he slowed down in case anyone noticed. Now using slow tiny
strokes he brought himself to climax, his body went rigid as his cum
sprayed against the underside of the school desk and dripped on to the
floor below. It was difficult for him to avoid groaning at the
sensations. The tension released he connected with the real world and
heard his teacher talking again. He looked around and realized that
no one was watching. He eased the now softening penis back into his
trousers and zipped up as his breathing calmed down. The boring lesson
eventually came to an end signaled by the final bell. All the boys
rattled their chairs as they stood up and rushed out most chatting
loudly as they left the class room.

Steven walked home by a different route that day. The boy walked past the
Park containing the Toilet Block. He knew that he shouldn't go back
inside the dark building, but he wondered what would have happened if
he hadn't said "no". Maybe the older boy would be there today. He
stood by the gate looking at the building just thinking. Part of him
wanted to go while the sensible part of his mind was saying "no way".
He put his hand on the gate ready to push it open.

"Hi kid how are you doing today?"

Steven's head whirled round. It was the man who had come so close to
fucking him the previous week standing next to him.

"Er I'm er ok. I'd best be going, Nice seeing you again mister."

"Look I'm sorry about last week I kinda got carried away last week. I
shouldn't have gone that far. My name is Mike."

"I'm er Billy. Look I had really best go. My mom is waiting for me at
home."

"No don't rush off Billy, You know you like it really don't you. I'm
not going to hurt you or do any stuff you don't want to do. You want
to go down there and try some stuff again?"

"No its too risky, we might get caught."

"Well do you want to come back to my house? It's just round the corner,
only a couple of minutes away. Just talk if you want."

"Well ok, I guess that would be ok, but no sex stuff ok?"

The man turned and walked down the road inviting the boy to follow
with a nod of his head. Steven hesitated then turned to follow after
the man. He knew that he shouldn't do this and that there would be sex
at the man's house. This so went against what he parents told him,
he should just turn away, now. The man wouldn't do anything if he did,
but he could feel those familiar sexual urges building in his body
again. He let the man keep about 30 ft in front of him as he
followed. Suddenly the man stopped at decorated metal gate, entered
and then disappeared through a blue front door that had stained
glass panels. Steven reached the front gate and hesitated. The front
door had been left open. He looked around, nobody was watching. He
knew he should leave now, but the dark interior of the house beckoned.
He swung the gate open and walked in and entered the house.



To be continued...


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