Date: Sun, 4 Nov 2001 18:24:16 -0500
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Private Part of a Gardener       Part 5

This is a story from my imagination. It is pure fiction. The proofreaders
have told me I have that I should make very small changes to this story.

It contains the trials and happiness between a man and his ward. There are
sexual actions so do please check that this kind of story is allowed in
your country.

I have the copyright to this and other stories so if you want to use them
please do ask.

I am dyslexic so my computer does all my work. I have very recently been
told I have cancer so the next few chapters will be from my hospital bed. I
hope that between vomiting and being in a lucid state this will not
distract the way that this story has to go.


		      The Private Part of a Gardener.


				  Part 5


It was late due to all the laughter we made getting home. Stopping to fill
the never empty stomachs of the children was another step I had forgotten.
Sausage and chips followed by more chips, I was pleased that I was not the
one cooking. The boys played in the park while I took the time to have a
beer at the local. I thought that I could start to see tiredness setting
in. I checked. The boys even though just after 9pm were getting past that
time. We all managed to walk hand in hand across the park to the house. I
made Billy sort the drinks out while my aching limbs took the spa. I was
relaxing well untill all the boys, including Gary came strolling to the spa
naked then climbed in. It was just big enough for all of us. I lay back
head on the pillow sponge trying to let the aches and pains disappear.

When my eyes focused I could see Billy and Gary in each other's arm, Glynn
and Robbie was somewhat further along with their actions. Pierce was
sitting, looking at me as if he was waiting for an instruction. Before the
spa got to messy I let the water drain and we all got out I made myself a
hot drink. I promised the other half of Gulliver's travels. As I read I
could see that all the boys would rather be together than with me. I
swiftly sent them to bed. Pierce offered to help clear up so being the
eldest even the smallest I agreed. We spoke till there was nothing left to
say. I checked on the boys and found I was right. Billy had Garry's Choppe
in just the right place. Robbie and Glynn had clearly been at this before
Together they were making the right moves so that they might get to see the
few drops if any came out in excitement. Their Actions did say that it was
going to be them who saw the other and no one else.

 I was mesmerised. I never felt the young Pierce clasp my hand and lean
against me watching every move as I did. I knew I should have just closed
the door but I guess you know me by now. I gave a dual kiss to Gary and
Billy then tried my luck with the other two. I was almost pulled onto the
bed. I had a hand on naked skin but wanted so much more. I never thought
myself a Voyeur but when Billy got inside Gary just as I was to leave I
could feel every nerve throughout my body contract with the sensations that
I had felt when Billy and Gary were the virgins that I had broken in.

I wanted to say something like "I will leave you boys some towels in case
it gets messy," but realised that they and they alone would know if it was
going to be. They had tissues so my offer of a towel could have been looked
on as interference. They knew I had kissed them all even being strangers so
the best thing to do was go and leave them alone.

Pierce followed me and we sat for a while and I spoke about his method of
dealing with his sexual needs. So I was an adult trying hard to build a
conversation on a strange boys sexual appetite. I might have just said, "So
you wanna fuck, right?"

 The true life within me exploded like a volcano. I took his hand. Pulling
him to me I opened the jacket of his pyjamas. "I know what goes through
boys minds. I did plenty of things when I was at your school. Now I will
ask you once and I need your honesty. Do you want to do what the others are
doing with me or would you rather just have a hug? I will help you whatever
the answer. Do I like you? Well considering you was dressed as I asked you
and you teased me all day, the answer is yes. So finally Pierce the choice
is yours."

Pierce looked at me. The jacket slipped from his shoulders. His hips thrust
forwards so that the trouser button was clear to see. A twitch of my finger
and the trousers fell to the ground. Taking his feet out he dimmed the main
light until the glow of the lamp in the corner of the room shone over his
nudity. 4ft 7inches, said he was small. Grey hair. It looked like an old
mans but suited him through his facial features. Green eyes and the first
showing of some spots.  Not enough to make you turn away because he was not
worth a second look. His feet were size 3. Longs white sports sock that
slipped off when first pulled. From his neck flowing downwards over the
globes down his back legs was a smooth soft menagerie of flesh that could
belong to a boy much younger than he. His chin dipped slightly while the
smooth flesh ran down to his penis. two inch, no two and a half, no three
inches. Forget it I watched it grow and saw the veins striking along its
silky flesh. Pierce knew that he was drawing my attention to him. Nothing,
he did nothing and I was putty in his hands. He walked towards me and the
small peas in the sack underneath his penis began to fill out. Clearly he
had hit puberty. There were several hairs in twin tufts either side at the
top of his erect penis. He never walked with his legs apart but all the
time he came to me the sack managed to sway back and forth encouraging my
eyes to watch their approach. Pierce was soft and gentle when he reached
the lap of my opening. The light now dim in the background allowed my hand
to follow his own way about his body. If puberty had reached inside him
fully I could no doubt hear people call "Are you playing join the dots." My
mind was in awe of this boy and the things he was offering. I only had a
gown on which was soon opened by him. Flesh against flesh our bodies made
the blood pulse fast through the sections of the sensitive organs bringing
an instant reaction within us both.

Why I do not know. I lifted the sweetness into my arms making my way to the
dark Bedroom. I never even cover us unafraid of others watching what we
were doing. I Had lost the memories of others in the house so I did not
care. My lips touched every part of him. I took the penis slipping the skin
back so that I could touch the head with my tongue.  It was as if I were
kneading doe to make bread. His body gave way until I was so engorged with
his smell and taste that I almost lost the will to breath. I lay back to
gather the lost power but Pierce started his own job of electrifying the
parts of my body I had never had shocked before. Every now and again he
spoke words in French. I recognised the words from the Poems of love by
Marcel Gee Dauphin.

"The power you give me this day I understand. The power you give me this
day I will not forget. You are the one who I have looked for until I die
but before you do let the love we have spring forth between us showing the
seed we hold for each other."

Stroking his hair he looked at me. I was so gentle as I rubbed his penis. I
knew he was getting close to the part that he had wanted all day. 2 jets of
clear liquid rushed to the hollow that was under his nipples. A few
trickled entwined with my finger and thumb as it slowed. His body was
spent. He started on me. His small hand encircled my penis and rubbed even
after the might sperm had shot towards the moon landing on the chest
craters of Piece's body. It was so powerful I had to lie still due to the
heart rate I was feeling.

From under the pillow Pierce took a small syringe. I looked while he sucked
the clear seed then white seed and shook them together. Placing it between
his lips he plunged the top downwards till some of the mixture had entered
his mouth. The other half he gave to me. We were very messy but the sharing
of seed seems to be something he had done before. The syringe discarded and
we hugged feeling the warm liquid flowing between us getting colder at each
turn. "Maurice Amore. I have only felt like this once before and that was
with my Uncle Poi. We were on his farm when my Pere caught us. I was
stopped for being with him. I was the one who started it but he took all
the blame." Pierce fell asleep. I managed to get a warm cloth to clean us
both up. Billy came to see what I was doing. Cloth in hand I was about to
tell him but he showed me his cloth. We laughed and knew from that moment
there would never be a secret between us. We had a hot drink sitting next
to each other. Billy told me everything. I told him. His one wish was to
share his sperm with me. He was feeling a failure. I talked to him and
relieved him. On our way to bed I whispered, "Billy I think you have every
right to call me dad now don't you son. He did share some fluid with
me. Both of us shed tears of happiness. The kiss goodnight was more than
ever before. I still held Pierce but it was Billy who I wished could be
there.

Sunday I took all the boys to a place I knew well. The Circus. We saw the
greatest show I had ever seen. Maybe it was because the way I was feeling,
I do not know. After we all went to feed the animals with lots drawn to se
who would feed the tigers. Robbie won but when he realised he was to be the
food almost run away. It was as if I had a ready made family. Candy Floss
and every other kind of food you could eat we tasted. Drinks galore so the
large Oak was grateful when we all emptied our bladders around its root.
Worcester took great pleasure in driving us about until we got almost home.
He collected the boys clothing and I never needed to cook that night we all
had our full. The boys packed for the next day at school. Each called their
parents to say what a great time they had. Every detail was not missed even
Robbie was happy to explain he was going to be tiger food that evening.

No Spa that evening but I invited each boy to the bath with an offer to
wash him. Only Glynn said no but I had noticed he was the shyest of them
all. I finished Gulliver's travels in the library then made them get an
early night. I told Billy to get them off to bed and if he wanted to sleep
in my bed he could. It was 8pm and I never heard another word. I caught up
on lost work. I did check up on them at 11pm before I made my hot drink.
Pierce was with Billy Gary was with Glynn. I was about to go when I
realised there was a boy missing. I looked in my room there was Robbie a
piece of paper on my pillow read this is our gift to you for such a good
weekend. I sat and Robbie turned. We all knew you like boys Billy told
us. Pierce, Billy and I like men so I hope you do not mind but it's my turn
tonight. I made a drink and took it with me Robbie was asleep. I did the
same but during the night I felt a dry climax from Robbie. I had to agree
that being who I was is better than being the Hermit from 5 weeks ago.

Next morning I looked at Robbie naked but asleep. I managed to caress
him. I never forgot that weekend and hoped that I might get the chance to
do it again sometime. I did get a kiss from them all as they left, even
Glynn. The headmaster called to thank me and made a strange request. Some
of the boys at half term would not go home. He wondered if I would have
some to stay with me. I agreed to think about it biting my tongue because I
wanted to say "Of course," straight away.

That evening Billy and I made up for lost time. He did when I was almost
asleep get himself into my hole. He was just to small so I held him with my
feet while he pushed until he was satisfied. "Thanks Dad I can now say I am
happy."

Over the next few weeks we made a list of boys who always stayed at school.
Sox boys were chosen The Headmaster wrote to there parents and in less than
a week the six boys were booked for the four days of half term. Pierce,
Robert, Brian, Clifford, Timothy and Thomas who were twins.

Pierce was 13 you know. The others were 12 except Tim and Tom who were
11-year- Old twins. Pierce wrote me a wonderful love letter. He and Billy
were the best of friends. He told me about the other boys. Robert and
Clifford were English but had been brought up in Keflavik in Finland where
their father was in the Army. Brian was best friend at night if you know
what I mean Grandad. The twins were from Saudi Arabia. They had strange
names but we all called them Tim and Tom. The teachers had been calling
them that now. They were all in the same house except Clifford who was 2
floors up.

I left the preparations to Worcester. 7 beds or 3 doubles, Billy could bunk
with me for a few days. He did a great job I got all the work I had to do
finished and Billy every night had a different tale to tell of the gang of
12. He had made a lot of friends but the one thing that upset him most was
not being able to share his climax except in the shaking dry.

The Headmaster sent letters of confirmation that the boys would be in my
care for half term. I asked Billy to give a letter to pierce. It was a
dangerous letter to send but worked. I wanted to know the boys' likes and
dislikes. He knew what I was asking and I got the run down on the boys'
sexual activities if any and who needed to be watched in case they did not
do anything like we had got up to before. After reading his letter I was
sure that the school was full of sex maniac's who were getting taught from
each other at every point in time.  The twins had just started to join in
but were willing learners. Robert and Clifford had been at it with their
gardener since they were 6. Brian was as keen as Pierce and the times they
spent together were all the time. Everyone knew but let them alone.

Right I had all the relevant information from the Headmaster and the other
stuff from Pierce. Billy and I would look and connect while reading wishing
that we could let all the boys know just how much in love we were. I was
not sure. I had to think. I asked Billy to get Pierce to tell the boys what
to bring. I included the part about what to wear in bed, that is if they
did. To point out we had an open house so not to be ashamed or shy in any
way. Pierce told me he had sorted it all out. The headmaster was there to
see us all off. I hired a Mini- bus to carry us all the way home. As soon
as we were on our way both Billy and Pierce came forwards and gave me a
hug. The others followed except Clifford who was almost stuck to his seat.
We got home and I made Billy and Pierce show the boys around. We went for a
meal that broke the silence a bit. I had unknown to Billy had a larger Spa
put in. It was like a small indoor pool with bubbles. When they saw it.
Pierce and Billy stripped and jumped in One by one they each did the same.
Clifford remained. I took his hand told him that there were some shorts if
he wanted to wear them and a towel next door. I saw the reason for his
shyness. He had just been Circumcised so had a pimple for a penis. I said
that after they had all seen it they would not wonder what was wrong. He
was a real cutie. A little on the plump side but naked he liked a cuddle.
With just a towel I helped him in the pool. I called the twins to pass me
the bottle of foam. As they stood Clifford smiled. The boys being from
Saudi Arabia had been circumcised since birth and no one was making fun of
their shrivelled up penis's I could see the fear drain from Clifford's
face. He stood to take the bubble bath and not one of the boys said a
single word.

That evening after the bath/pool drowning I got three books from the
library. I allowed them to make a choice. The books had to be read in the 4
days they stayed. I chose Pelham hall, a book about boys at a school,
Telemetry, a book about outer Space then finally (This is the only true
book that I just had to add) Sandal. I was honest and told them what each
book was about. Pelham hall was the choice so I sat down to read. I
finished a chapter then began to pass the book about for the boys to read
page by page. As I expected they were all very good while I sat back to
listen I noticed that the book Sandal was not on the table. "Billy come
hear." I whispered. "Will you get the blue file from the cupboard?" Billy
ran so as not to miss much of the story. The reading was left to Pierce.
Why? Well it was at a fine scary moment and he could make all the ghoulish
noises that were not a requirement but made the atmosphere very
interesting.

I got my folder to check a few things. There was a list of the boys' names.
I checked. I found the name I was looking for. Clifford was past 12 and had
just been circumcised for no other reason than a tight foreskin that mother
failed to help him stretch while taking a bath. I could hear her. "That's
not right better cut it off." He was a loner but made friends easy however
they never lasted. His worst habit was always being alone.

You may have realised why I looked the file up. Clifford was listening to
the story but was thumbing his way through Sandal. It was 9-30pm and I
decided that enough for today reading. Allowed the chapter to almost end
then stopped it. "Hey what was chasing them?" I thought. "ME!!!!!!

Worcester had done a good job. The boys although excited were in bed and
almost asleep when I went to say goodnight. I gave Billy his kiss then went
to leave. "Hey what about me." Pierce looked at me. I went and kissed
him. I could have stayed there all night but my mind and the thought of
what Billy would say having to share what could very well be love. When I
was at school we had to wear thick cotton pyjamas winter and summer. I
began to like the more modern days. The boys were allowed to wear what they
wanted. Of course Pyjamas were kept for school trips and the odd medical
accident but other than that the boys had their own way. I had heard that
going to bed decent was something that was frowned upon. As soon as the
lights were out, off came the bed wear and sleeping naked was always
known. I was a heavy sleeper, in the morning the master or matron who
failed to rouse the sleepy me would pull the top covers off. If that were
to happen today I would have to think if their would be any embarrassment
shown if a line of flag poles greeted whoever pulled the covers off.

I was sitting with a good Cognac tonight while the boys slept. It was
almost midnight when I saw a sleepy headed boy come to the living room. It
was Clifford. "Sorry but I have a lot of pain." Pain in children concerned
me. I was brought up in the era that said, "Take 2 Aspirin and come back
tomorrow." Clifford sat next to me and I got a Travel rug and wrapped it
around him. I asked him what was wrong. "It hurts and there is something
wrong." Lifting the leg of his boxer short I saw what the problem
was. Recently circumcised Clifford had been comforting himself ands his
penis had swollen to larger dimensions than the skin that had been
removed. His erection was almost like a bubble.

The pain was almost too much to bear. I sat him on the settee. I got him to
lay back and got some cold cream from the cabinet in the bathroom. I told
Clifford what to do but even though I was being polite he said it would
hurt. The boys thankfully are all brought up to be trusting of adults they
are with. Clifford lay silent while I slipped the boxers off of him then
proceeded to gently cover his swollen penis in cream. The coolness worked
but it never took the length down so I was there with a 12 year old
circumcised boy with his first erection and no pain. I could see him biting
on his lip as I manipulated the naked head between my finger and thumb. I
stopped his eyes opened fully. I was silly but used a single finger to wipe
up the excess cream. I could see several hairs under the penis. I
whispered, "I better stop now. Clifford gave me a smile. "It still hurts a
little bit."

"I think that if you want more cream then will it be safe to do it here?"
Clifford looked around. "It sounds like they are all asleep or sharing
because they are lonely." I stood up and lifted the boy into my arms. He
held me around my neck. We both looked in on the others and Clifford was
right. Even though there were 2 beds empty all were asleep.

In my room I sat him on the bed. I ran back to get his boxer that had
casually been left on the floor. Like most boys I had seen I never took
much notice of them unless they were naked. All right, go on I will let you
say it. I was a dirty ole man. I had never forced a boy and never made
advances to other who could be tricked into giving up their bodies for
fun. I stood at the bottom of the bed looking into his eyes. His fine white
hair lay on the pillow. His firm shoulders gave way to the chubby belly
that made his penis hard to see now cut. Not a bruise or blemish. The only
thing that was different was his hair beneath his penis. About 10 strands,
velvet to touch pure silkiness. I covered his feet then stood by the bed
and removed my gown. "Clifford on or off?" I said pointing to my boxers. He
never said a word. I told him that if he decided then to let me know. I
covered the tip in cream and began to caress his pubic region. Soon his tip
grew just as a shoot of a plant in spring. I moved my hand over all his
body knowing the cream would do no harm I turned him over giving him great
pleasure with the finger light touches on his neck and back till the hand
reached his bottom. A bit more cream and I lay next to him. We looked at
each other. I took a hand and put it around me my fingers covered in
copious amounts of cream found the pink spot that was begging to be
opened. At that moment with his eyes closed he came forward but I new what
he was trying to do so with very little adjustment we kissed. Not long, not
hard but enough to know that it was something needed. I did slip a finger
very gently but with enough force that as it went in Clifford's body
shuddered in the awe of shivers and ecstasy. His legs opened as I lost the
first finger. His penis was growing all-alone now. I helped it along trying
hard to pull the finger out of the pink hole that now seem to be eating the
finger without any help from me. With his breaths becoming quicker I did
try a slow down but it was too late. Clifford shuddered, the bed shook. I
saw with pure happiness the boy who believed he was different spray me with
the sperm of his youth. It made me jump. It was not a garden sprinkler but
at his age if that had happened to me I would have told the world, but
that's me.

Clifford looked to see the contents he had spayed slowly trickle down my
chest. I pulled him on top of me. "Don't do that or you will get all sticky
with the cream." I laughed and kissed him. "Don't you think you have made
me sticky already?" Another kiss. "I have never done that before you know.
Take them off." I wondered if he had gone of track for a moment but a flash
and I understood. I lifted and Clifford took boxers and threw them to the
other end of the room. "What happens if anyone comes in?" Clifford took his
boxers and wiped us both off. He threw them to where he had thrown mine.
Duvet up we was covered. Clifford held me all night. I loved this lad with
me. He had thought that his mother had made him different. I had been the
one to show him he was not different but in some ways he was better than
others.

During the night he turned and forced his bottom at me. I can here you
shouting, "Just like the others he is going to fuck him?" Sorry you are
wrong. I hope what I say makes sense. Perhaps I should put it in a book
sometime. Opps. Boys, no matter the age have an aura about them. This will
tell you if you see them, what's different than the other. Take the man who
loves Blond hair, blue-eyed boys. Now he feels different if they got black
hair. I believe that it to be very true. I had Billy He was the first boy
in my bouquet. Pierce was another but very different. All the boys I had
seen were part of the perfect bunch of flowers. Clifford was however
nothing likes these. He wanted a man to be there for him, a man to show him
he was normal. Me? All I had done was show the dear boy that he had become
the man he had been looking for. I did not miss sharing him, I did not mind
what happened after this night but I hoped that perhaps he could be the man
I could be looking for when all the boys run out.

The next morning Billy came to wake me. "I did not think you would sleep
alone." I kissed him. Clifford woke up at that moment. I asked Billy to get
some underwear for Clifford but to be quiet about it. While he was gone
Clifford began to remember, "What if Billy tells them?" I told him Billy
would be quiet. Billy brought in some white boxers but suggested he go with
Billy to the pool. " I can then chuck the others in as well." They left
hand in hand on tippee toes. Both carried some underwear but never bothered
to put them on. A quick "Get out of bed or I will drown you." Gave two of
them the incentive to stay asleep so with two naked bodies over each
shoulder it was me who remembered that I had not dressed. I got in the pool
and set the jets full, Pierce did not care that he sat next to me. Billy
did not worry he new I was always there and now Clifford over night had
become a different person. That morning while soaking I got to talk to
Robert, Clifford's younger brother. Every other word was Norwegian and
sounded like it ended in Fart. He was, well that's the next story.


Part 6 of The Private part of a Gardener to follow.

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