Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2005 10:30:22 EDT From: Rickin2004@aol.com Subject: Peter: Falling Off My Bike This is part of the Peter series with by my uncle Rick of when he was a child. Comments to Garry at _Garry4u2004@yahoo.co.uk_ (mailto:Garry4u2004@yahoo.co.uk) Falling Of My Bike It was a fairly hot day so having had a bath I put on a pair of small but loosed legged blue shorts and a white t-shirt with white ankle socks and trainers, with that I got my bike from the shed and went out to the park for a ride taking with me some stale bread to feed the ducks. I'd been in the park for a few hours when it started to rain, so I headed back home, as I rode along the pavement my front wheel hit something and I toppled off the bike and landed rather hard onto the paving slabs grazing my knee. Now at 14 years old and doing my best not to cry, but God it hurt and tears were in my eyes, I tried to get up but my leg was painful when this man appeared with a dog on leash. "You alright son" he said in a quite singing voice "My leg hurts and I can't seem to be able to put my foot to the ground" I said still tying not to cry. "I live just there if you'd like to hop to my door I'll have a look at it for you" said the man He gave me the lead to hold his Jack Russell and lifted my bike upright and pushed it to his door, on opening the door he then pushed the bike into the hallway. I hopped into the house and was told to sit on a sofa while he sorted out his shopping and the dog. "Right then young man, I'm Graham and you are?" ask the man "Oh I'm Peter and I`m 14" I told him With that he knelt on the floor in front of me and lifted my left leg, he felt around my ankle looking up at me to see if it hurt then slowly up my leg to my knee. "Well nothing broken there but it hurts yes" he said assuredly He tool a close look at the graze which did look very angry and sort of prodded all around the knee but not touching the grazed part, with that he ventured up my thigh and stopped just with his fingertips under the hem of my shorts. "I'll just get something to clean that graze and I think you be okay" he said He came back from the kitchen with a small bowl of water, small towel and a cloth. Again he knelt on the floor and told me to lie back into the arm of the sofa putting my right leg up on the sofa, he held my left leg out towards himself. At this point I realised that in this position not only was he bathing my knee but he had a good view of my white underpants, I felt myself stirring, I had not seen Joe or Eric for a few days. Graham continued to clean my knee and when finished placed the bowl away from him so as not to knock it over. "Right then, Peter, lets just make sure your leg is not getting stiff shall we" He started to massage my ankle, slowly moving up my leg, having passed my knee rubbing all the way to my shorts I knew where he was going to go, I just laid back like he'd told me and waited. My cock had started to get excited at the prospect of being released from it's tight enclosure and was now simi-hard and about 4 inches long. He must be able to see my hard-on I'm thinking but he just carried on rubbing my leg lifting it slightly so that I slid down the sofa more. Gradually his fingers went further in to the legs of my shorts and under the hem of the leg of my pants at the back, I could feel his fingers on my bum cheek, they pulled back a little along my crease to my balls. He looked me straight in my eyes with a slight smile and I half smiled back, his hand was now touching the inside of my right leg but still in my underpants, he pulled the leg of my pant and with an instance my cock and balls were out of the left leg and on show. Slowly he gripped my cock saying, "Nice, very nice" I groaned, just couldn't help it. "Come, lets go to the bedroom" and he lifted me by the hand which he kept holding till me were in the bedroom, he told me to undress which I did without any hesitation at all. I laid on the bed and watch him strip naked in front of me, he was an elderly man of about I'd say 60 years, his cock looked all withdrawn and I'm thinking well this is just going to be a blowjob and perhaps caressing. That was exactly that at first, he started to kiss my ears sticking his tongue in and then my eyes, nose and mouth, slowly pushing his tongue into my mouth till both tongues met and he gave me such a passionate kiss. Slowing while kissing his hand wandered over my chest playing with each nipple and then down to my belly button. He started to nibble at each nipple in turn and kissed his way down to my belly button while his hand continued down spreading my legs slightly and fingering my crack as he kissed and sucked in my balls. He licked his way up my shaft and slowly took in all my 6 inches of rock hard cock, I groaned with such joy but could not hold on to it and exploded into his mouth. After five or six burst my red hot love juice, I started to calm down, but he carried on kissing and lightly sucking at my deflating cock, he just would not let it fully deflate and soon I was on the way to hardness again. With that he got in between my legs and lifting my slightly putting my legs over his shoulders spreading my arse cheeks started to suck into my boy hole, God what a feeling as his tongue pushed its way in. I felt a finger go in and thought is he going to fuck me, well we'll see. After a while, he turned me over onto my tummy, placing a thick pillow under me I knew I was about to get fucked, my first for about 6 days and did I need it too. I felt the cold familiar feel of the Vaseline and then his fingers, then yes I felt his cock, I had not seen it erected and the only vision I had was this shivveled up 2 incher at the most. Slowly he entered me, well he's bigger than his fingers and bigger than Eric, Suddenly he thrust straight into me and I yelped, God that hurt, Oh please stop I heard myself shouting, screaming, he paused and slowly pulled out, no, no don't I want it, he pushed it back into me, God he was big and fat, and I'm taking all of him. He pumped me for what seemed forever and then I felt him go rigid and my insides felt hot. Slowly he pulled out of me leaving me feeling empty and I caught sight of his 7 or 8 inches, I'm thinking where the fuck did that all come from. He turned me over and removing the pillow slipped my rock hard cock into his mouth and drank me dry again. We laid for a while and then he said, "You'd better clean up and then get dressed the wife will be here soon" I trotted off to the bathroom and cleaned myself up and got dressed. He said as I left, "Anytime, just knock I'm always on my own in the afternoons" I got on my bike forgetting my sore and aching knee for my pain was still in my arse, but this is an enjoyable pain. As I rode I could feel my cock getting hard again as I retrace what happened in Grahams home, the cool breeze travelling up the legs of my shorts and entering my white pants. Shall I go back again another time, err I think so, but next time I wanna taste of that monster. As Usual I would like some comments please to _Garry4u2004@Yahoo.co.uk_ (mailto:Garry4u2004@Yahoo.co.uk)