Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2001 13:24:34 -0400
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The private part of a Gardener     Part 2

This is a story that is fiction. Being from my imagination I send this to
you. This was the second story I ever wrote and due to the number of emails
about the first I thought I would send this as well.

It is a story about a man and a boy but with a difference than previous
stories. Please check that man/boy stories with a sexual theme are allowed
in your country.

I own the copyright so if you wish to use this for any reasons do ask. Fee
paying sites will be refused

I am dyslexic and have proofreaders who say the story should remain as I
first wrote it those many years ago.  The situation is far from true but
some people can dream.

At the start of the second chapter I have just heard that I Have cancer. I
have moved to a quiet spot to try and get better.  My stories do help in my
relaxation so I am doing all I can. Chemo has nothing on a vivid
imagination. Love to all Readers



                     The Private Part Of The Gardener.



                                  Part 2


I could hear the water flowing into the bath in Billy's room. I could not
for a long time describe how I was feeling but suddenly anguished came to
mind. "Excuse me Gip I do not have any towels." I grabbed enough towels for
his cupboard and while I went upstairs I thought, "Gip." I knocked on his
door not taking the view that whoever you are in my house I am coming in. I
saw his face pop around the corner. "I have 6 bath towels and 4 smaller
ones. If you use a towel see that basket on the stairs place any clothes or
used things inside and I will do the wash every other day." I left him to
it. "Thank you Gip." Now I am not a nosey person by trade but this had got
me confused. "William what is this Gip?" I sat on the top of the stairs in
case I got an answer. "You can come in you know." I asked him if he was
sure. "You can come in if you want to see Billy, so be good Gip." I could
hear splashing in the bath. I sat on the bed. "When mum and dad were alive
I had a dog called Gip. We did everything together and he was my very best
friend. Does that answer your question?" Now it was my turn to cry. "Are
you Okay?" I could not answer to well. "I think so Young Billy." I heard
the water splash. "How long will I be living here?" I thought. "If you are
going to stay then its up to you but the shortest would be until you are 16
or have gone to collage." I could still hear the water. "Well Gip you
better come in because sometime in the next 5 years we will run into each
other so lets get it over with now. " I popped my head around the corner to
see a different boy lathered all in foam looking straight at me "You look
like the Frog spawn early in the spring I get on the pond at the other end
of the garden." Billy made croaking sounds "I will not turn into a tadpole
though." We both laughed. I sat on the chest that held the clean towels
looking at him. "Can I ask you a serious question?" Not gip this time. "You
can ask me anything." Billy sat up in the bath. "Why do you want it to be
me?" Well I think I could have answered a question on fusion reactors
easier than that. "Billy when I first saw you, you shared in something that
I have loved all my life, Flowers. I thought that you might blossom into
something special. I have never ever felt like sharing what I have with
anyone until I heard you talk. I think you are very special. I have been
honest with you but still I wish you to be that one. If you said no I would
still share my life with you offering you all I have to make your future
better than it ever could. I will leave you to dry before the water gets
cold. Gip loves you." I made my way to his bedroom door not thinking how
Billy was making me feel. "Gip, Gip." I shouted that I was still here. "I
better be that one then because I have not known you long but I love you
to."

I went back and standing on the bathmat covered in a huge towel stood the
smiling boy. I knelt in front of him. I hugged Billy, his wet hair rested
on my shoulder. I rubbed him getting him dry as fast as I could. "I will
get your Pyjamas. Billy told me he would do it but could he come back down
for a while after. I said I would make him a hot drink while I had a quick
Brandy to steady the nerves. I made Hot Chocolate and took it through. I
almost dropped it because there was the youngster in nothing but a pair of
boxers. "I could eat you right up young Billy." I saw the same smile that I
saw when he spoke about the flowers. "Can I drink that Hot chocolate I
smell before you do?" Holding a white-hot mug wearing red boxers Billy was
clearly here to stay.

I could not say what I was feeling to Billy but as he sat in my lap the
smooth body had its own desired effect upon me. "Billy you know what I
would like to do?"  I did not expect the reply I got. "You can do anything
as long as I can stay just as happy, like I am now." I started to stroke
the inner thigh of his leg until he sat with his legs wide apart ready for
the next stage.

I did not want to scare Billy as much as I was so did not take the next
step I made the offer to get him to bed. I know he was 11 years old but to
me it was 1 day in our partnership. He was happy jumping in to bed. I told
him about the next day then offered to show him what I did for work. I
almost left him but felt I believe like my father did with me. I took 2
fingers just as he did placed a kiss on each finger then a finger landed
either side of his cheek. I never closed the door but I did feel almost sub
human because I had another person living in my house. I sat to read the
requirements of the school and made a quick call to the Headmaster
apologising for my late call explaining that a ward of mine would like to
go to the school. He would meet us at 11am tomorrow.

I know I jumped the gun but I sat there thinking I had to make all the
moves my parents did. I went to bed after midnight when I had seen the
results of the main worlds stock market all gain on my shares. It is a
risky business but to date I had like my father always been well ahead. I
realised half way upstairs that I had a guest to stay; my memory being what
it was so almost fell into my door. I was a creature of habit so closed
doors and opened windows something I had been accustomed to while I stayed
away at school. Quiet as the morning dew sliding down a blade of grass I
entered to get ready. Most people took a good book to bed. My Father took
Moby Dick. He always believed he would have been a better Captain Ahab and
caught the large white whale. He never read to me. Mother's ideal nighttime
read was The Bronte's. Tess of the Durbervills was her favourite. I do have
to wonder if a Bronte wrote that, I think she was going on about Thomas
Hardy, but Mother had her likes. I had from the age of 9, The Boys Own
Annuals. But now it was the financial papers of the world. I did know that
if I saw any of my stocks or shares going down I would have a very restless
night. I can see you all asking, "Why read the financial papers." Primarily
it was down to my Father. I did not want to let him down. I wanted to be
ahead so that if he ever looked down or up from wherever he was he would
see that his son was doing all he could to keep things going. I had
increased the family money left to me now, that I could give up the job
altogether. However the Addiction of work for some is a powerful drug.

Pen in hand I was making notes about the closing prices when I heard a
gentle knock. I want to get this across to you. Hermits are worshipers of
silence. They love their own space so any noise would cause them almost
panic and alarm. The knock did that to be. It took the sweet face peeping
around the corner to calm the raging heart. Do not worry this grand English
verse does no get any worse that that. "Hey there Billy what's up my
friend?" He rubbed his eyes. I heard a banging on my window and I became
worried. I smiled. "Did it scare you?" Billy nodded looking to the floor as
if it was a disgrace. "That's Andrew. He is an Apple tree. Been there since
I was younger than you. He will protect you. I guess the wind getting up,
that's all." Slipping from foot to foot Billy was clearly cold. "Do you
want my dressing gown to warm you up?" Billy saw it on the chair. He came
towards me. "Can I get in your bed for a while please." I pulled back the
covers and almost lost my breath as a cold foot touched my leg. Billy's
head started to look at the words and numbers asking what they all were. It
was almost 1am so told him that even though I had promised to show him what
I did for work this was clearly not the time. I folded the paper, took my
glasses off that I used to read and snuggled down turning the light off as
I did. All my life I had slept alone. Even at school when there was a storm
I was never scared so slept alone. But tonight I had a human Teddy Bear. I
did not want him to get comfortable but that was to late. Billy had fallen
asleep upon my pyjama Jacket, his hand tucked underneath on the intercostal
rib I am sure God used to make Eve from Adam. I was trying to rest prior to
sleep but I knew why I had the young boy there. Billy correctly was
eleven. He was a little over 4 feet tall. His body, what I had seen of it,
was at the stage when Muscles were at the very beginning of development?
Hair was a cross between light and dark brown. His eyes were the darker
blue that pierced you when they looked. His bottom was soft but petit, yes
so I had been able to feel it. But that's as far as I can go. The private
area was still private and I did not want to take something that had a sign
that said "Private Keep out."

I had hold all night of the boy I hoped to one-day say he was mine. Like
most of the males of the species, the morning erection was nothing new. I
could feel Billy's. I moved the covers to see the tip, skinned creeping out
from his boxers. I was naughty. With the stealth ness of a spy I kissed his
lip then snuggled down to envelope his body realising that he would soon be
stirred into waking by the pressure in his testicals that said "I have to
Pee."

It was almost 8am when I next woke to find my wondrous boy still in my
arms. Billy was looking at me. "I am sorry I did not go back to my bed last
night." I patted his bottom. "I guess I was very tired and you were so nice
to sleep with." I gave him a hug saying that he could sleep with me any
time he did not feel comfortable. His eyes did the smiling while he climbed
on top of me. I took a chance. "Billy there is just one rule." He looked at
me resting his chin on the back of his hands. "Is this another of those
secrets?" I told him that he should decide. "If you want to sleep with me
then its pyjamas or nothing." I did tease by pulling the boxers he was
wearing down slowly at the back. Billy turned his head on its side but I
never pulled his boxers any further down. I was going to have to get up
soon. Just before I did Billy came right up to my shoulder. "You can take
them off if you want."

I had to get up. I slipped him from me and put my dressing gown on. His
face was strange looking. "Have I done something wrong?" The words "NO you
never could." Came out of my mouth with ease. I went to the door then
turned around. I walked to him in my well-covered bed. I bent down and
kissed him without any thought. I made my way downstairs until I could
smell coffee brewing in the percolator. I placed some things out for
breakfast then saw a dressed Billy standing at the door. I poured some
liquid breakfast for me while he sat looking at the cereal I had put ready
for him. We ate and drunk in silence. I went to dress and make the bed then
placed a few things for him to wear. When we were all ready I called for
the car and we drove to the School shop to get him set with the clothes
that he needed. I made sure he looked perfect, right down to the small cap
that was part of the uniform. Because he had to wear the clothes I let him
do most of the work and he had all his items bagged. He did not like the
long grey sock so he was allowed some of his choice to change into at
home. Briefs he did the same. A choice of white or black shorts with
several tee shirts. Shoes and boots for Football/Rugby. I asked them to
hold the goods for me while we went to the school.

It was bigger than Billy had ever seen before. The Headmaster met us at
11am precisely. No test needed just the money to send a child there was the
only thing needed. Billy was shown around while I sorted all the paper work
out. After an hour we all met up in the dining hall. 600 boys eating were
like feeding time at the zoo. Billy was encouraged to join the lower table,
which he did. I had a small meal then a Sherry with the other teachers who
remembered me. "So it was good for you and now you believe that your son
will benefit for our well rounded education Baker." I explained that Billy
was my ward so the best was the only true way. Telling the headmaster I had
all the clothing required he was amused that I could thing that the school
would take this young man. "We are particular but being an ex child from
the school I can see why you came to us."

Cheques written for the whole term, clothes brought, Billy would start next
Monday. We had the weekend to get to know the set up for him. As we went to
leave, I saw that Billy had made a friend but the "Goodbye Sir, I am very
grateful that you have accepted me." Was the icing on the cake? "Ronny said
to say that. The headmaster likes all the politeness stuff." How I
remembered. I made sure that Billy understood that he was going to be his
own man. Never to do what the other boys did but to make his place his
own. "Be good, work hard and you will have no problems." He did listen. We
went back to the clothes shop. "Billy goes with Worcester to get your
things. Take this card. It has your name on it. Sign the bill and bring
back the bags." He never saw the people walking towards him. He walked into
them. Enormous apologies, that was good. He came from the shop and
Worcester filled the boot with the bags. "You must be mad Gip." $300 for
school clothing just for me. Why? Why are you doing this? My old clothes
would have been alright." I told him we would talk later. All the way home
I thought long and hard about being honest but not keeping the true reason
from him. We pulled up and Billy took all the bags to his room. I followed
him up. I helped him unpack the shirts, trousers, Blazers, tailcoats and
three caps. Together we placed in the drawers White briefs and Boxers, the
recommended things to wear. Plus all new different underwear of his
choice. Being at home he could then make a choice of his own. The sports
wear went into a separate bag so did the boots. I had some trainers but
noticed that plimsolls were allowed in the Gymnasium. I made us a meal that
could be cooked easily. I could not find Billy so looked everywhere. He was
in the last place I thought. In the greenhouse. I saw him sitting upon the
bench so I joined him. "Shall we talk now or later?" Billy looked at me "I
think it best now but lets get out off the heat."

We both we to the Library. "Now we must understand each other. I can tell
Billy you are not happy about things so lets get them out of the way." He
sat on a stool looking at me. "Why did you spend all that money on me?
£300 on clothing for school? You give me a home like I have never seen
before. I do not understand." I thought that I had explained this enough
for him to understand. " Held his hand. Billy you know last night you came
to my room after Andrew hit the window. Well I have lived alone for along
time. I never had anyone to share the things I like. Then you came along
and I found someone. Imagine how I felt when you came to me. I like boys
Billy and I want that boy to be you. I love you don't you realise that. And
I would love you to be my paperboy if I could be with you like I want."
Things went quiet. I had to get out of there. I went for a walk in the
rain.

I circled the garden. I had forgotten how large it was since the boy had
come into my life. I took over 2 hours before I got back. Billy was in the
living room helping Worcester to light the fire. He ran upstairs then back
with a towel. "Get your coat off you is all wet. I hung the coat on the
wall in the hall just as Worcester left. "Night Sir. Goodnight Billy."
Billy waved Worcester off. I rubbed my hair. I could feel a tugging on my
boots. "I am sorry my Guardian Angel please let me help you after all that
you have done for me." While he tugged at the boots Billy explained that
Worcester had told him that everyone had a guardian Angel. He believed that
because I wanted to give Billy the best I was his. I was given my dressing
gown. I took off the shirt and trousers and wrapped up warm. Billy took all
the wet things and placed them in the machine. I heard it start. He clearly
knew how to use one. I sat back getting warm. I was given a brandy in a
cup. Well it was a start but I had to give a few lessons. The cup for now
was fine.

"I would like to ask one more question please?" I took the last drink. "Why
do some people like boys?" Right I have been here before. Ask me how to
make a rocket that will fly to Mars and back that would be easier than
this. "Billy some people are just that way. People are made up of Genes,
you will learn about that at school, Well maybe there is one of these Genes
that never lets an adult grow up. I cannot be sure son but there must be a
pre disposition to contain the Genes or it could be that Boys are easier to
love than adults because being an adult makes some things easier or harder
to understand and come to terms with. Anyway all you have to know is that I
Love You. If you are not happy with that, that's okay. I will still do all
I can to make you as happy as I can. Some people do say that adults can
bully or force a child to do thing they might not want to. Me, well I just
love you, I would never force you to do anything, except go to school."
Billy thought for a while. If you wont force me why if I come into your bed
do I have to wear pyjamas or nothing, that's force?" I had a feeling all
along that Billy was special. He was correct in his statement. I responded
with a good tickle cursing him for being cheeky. That was the moment we
understood each other. No sounds at all the deafness around us gave way to
the realisation that Billy understood just how much I did love him. We sat
together I stroked his head while he held on to me harder than
normal. "What's your first Name?" I told Billy he would not like it. "I am
called Maurice." He never said a word but his tummy was grumbling
loudly. "Sounds like someone needs feeding?" Hand in hand we had a nice
meal. I had wine and allowed Billy a small glass. He liked it so I had to
make sure the cellar was locked to keep it safe. I remembered my dad saying
that after my first glass.

 We sat together looking at the fire sparking through the grate. I went and
ran a bath for the young boy in the main bathroom. I had a spa. I did have
some treats. I thought that it would be fun for him. I called him. I took
some towels and lead him to my bath. I started the spa. Hypnotic, Billy
just looked. For no reason I helped him start to undress. He was standing
in his trousers when I showed him the switches and left. I could hear the
laughter just like the first time I had used it. The bubbles tickled all
the parts that you never thought would make you laugh. I did leave it late
but Billy was asleep so left him to it. I had a soak but could not forget
what I had taken on. I wiped dry and thought about my paper downstairs. I
walked through my bedroom and saw 2 eyes looking at me. "What Andrew
banging at the window again?" A pair of briefs hit me. "If you are going to
sleep with me then it's nothing or nothing." I dropped the briefs on the
bed. "Well I don't have much choice do I?" I turned off the light and
dropped the towel. Climbing in I could feel the warmth coming from
Billy. "You know son, you do not have to do this?" It was quiet when he
hugged against me, "I have made my choice." I had a hand behind Billy while
he got comfortable. A leg covered mine. His genitals lay softly on my thigh
and I could feel a gentle stiffness forming and growing all the time he
squeezed. "I hope this will be one of those secrets we have between us?"

 It was not long before I took the chance. I placed my hand between us then
held his penis hardening each second. I had him on top of me so I stroked
him from top to the space between his legs. I was trying so hard not to go
to fast and spoil his choice but it was Billy who gave the first kiss. His
lips at the same pressure sat on top of mine. I moved the hand a bit
quicker; this allowed him to press harder until his lips parted. "Push your
tongue out gently." The tip popped through and a sword fight took place
with no intent on ending. I pushed him on his back and was able to feel
what I had been unable to see. Long and thin with skin to spare. My hand
covered his body just as if it were a brush making the second coat of
paint. I was rubbing him but expecting some resistance. Billy's hands
clasped around me until our lips met again. With a small moan he slipped
his hand around my erection. "Does this mean we are doing it alright?" I
felt the small sack between his legs. "What do you think son? Shall we stop
or not?" With a hard kiss the words "More." slipped out. I forced the extra
skin back. It almost came halfway his length. I rubbed and kissed; Billy
did the same but with less professionalism. I could feel what he was
feeling. I did not know what would happen so threw the sheet and Duvet off
of us. Billy's Penis stood like a flagpole with the flag being raised till
it hit its peak. I was not a contortionist but changed hand for the final
lap. I did try to get a finger to his sweet pink virgin hole but it was so
tight that just as I managed to get it to open He grabbed me tight making
us both shudder violently, Dry, yes. But what a magical first orgasm of a
boys life. At the end of his shaking I had not cum, but I never set out to
be the one that night. I covered us up and held young Billy feeling
happy. "Was it worth coming to bed with me tonight." I laughed. "That's
just what I was about to ask you." Billy tried to move. "I have a name for
you now. There was only one person who made me feel as special as you have
tonight. I will call you Dad." I got out of bed and quickly ran to his
room. "Ouch, what's that?" I picked up a pair of boxers up and gave them to
him. "Just in case you get up or want to wear them." Billy suddenly became
tearful. "I will keep my promise I will not wear anything, don't make me."
I told him stupidly that if I wanted to have more fun I could take them
off. We kissed long and hard. His were the final words. "Dad, what and
waste all that time we could have loving." He drifted off to sleep curled
against me I was bad. I managed to get a finger to go inside while he
relaxed then fell asleep as well. That night I never had a dream because I
was on a cloud with the boy who had taken my love and given his in
return. The last thing I did was to rest my head on Billy's chest listening
to his heartbeat. "Night dad I will be here for you."  I managed to kiss
him "I love you my boy."


Part 3 of The Private Part of The Gardener to come

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