Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2010 11:36:39 +0000 (GMT)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The Schoolboy Model

Growing up with my sister and our single Mum was fun. It seemd that I was
surrounded by ladieswear. Lovely underwear drying over airers over the
bath, skirts and tops everywhere. My sister was 3 years older than me, and
by the time I was 7 or 8, I was regularly borrowing her clothes to wear in
private, mainly in my bedroom. She knew about it and promised to keep it a
secret from Mum. I loved parading around my bedroom as a girl, and during
the school holidays, when Mum was at work, I'd spend all day in her
clothes, wandering around the house. My sister helped me with make-up,
shoes and my hair, combing my long hair into a nice feminine style.

At night, I'd wear one of her nighties, with a pair of navy blue gym
knickers underneath. I really loved these knickers, and I enjoyed my first
wanks wearing them.

At the age of 11, I went to the all-boys school and soon realised that I
was different. I found that seeing the other boys undressing for gym
excited me. I wanted to feel them, play with them, and make them cum. Soon
I was going into toilet cubicles with a boy and doing it to him. I wasn't
too bothered if he didn't want to wank me off, I just couldn't wait to get
his trousers and pants off.

I told my sister who was now about 14, and she said it was probably just a
phase I was going through, but she owned up to having the same urges and
had wanked her boyfriend off many times. She loved seeing him cum, and had
even had his cock in her mouth after he'd cum, and said it tasted lovely.

I thought that swimming may help me, and started going before school at
8.00 in the morning. I soon realised that I was in the wrong place. I was
getting looks from much older men, and they were thet same looks I was
giving my class mates as they undressed. I was frightened and was about to
get out, when one of the men swam over and said hello. His name was
William, and he was a retired school teacher. Just 2 or 3 minutes talking
to William was enough to tell me that I liked him, and I liked him a
lot. He offerd me a lift to school, and although my Mum had always said not
to, I said yes. We got out and changed in different parts of the changing
room, but met at his car. When I got in and closed the door, I feel so
deliciously naughty. Alone with a man in his car, a man who had given me
"That Look". All the way to school, we chatted like old friends, and it
wasn't untill I was about to get out, that he leant across and kissed me on
the cheek. It felt so natural, and he said that if anyone asked, he was my
grandad.

Strangely, one of my friends did see him kiss me, so I lied and called him
Grandad.I thought about my new friend all day, and wanking off a boy in the
toilet seemed even more pleasurable. I was soon wondering about my new
friends cock, was it big, was it hairy. While wanking this boy off, I bent
forward and kissed the end of his cock. It tasted ok, just as my sister had
said. I kissed it several times and began to lick it, and the boy responded
by pushing it into my mouth. Oh it was quite a shock. Suddenly my mouth was
full of stiff cock, and the boy appeared to be enjoying it. Again it tasted
quite nice and I was in no hurry to pull away. I eventually wanked him off
and watched him cum down the toilet.  That night at home, I asked my sister
about cock sucking. She asked what I'd been up to, so I told her about
those few moments in the toilet cubicle, when I had a boys cock in my
mouth. She asked if he'd made me do it, I said no, I wanted to. "Perhaps
you should have been a girl" she said "because that's what girls do. They
wank their boyfriends off with their lips. Just bob your head up and down
and let your lips do it to them, ok"?  I nodded.  The very next day, I was
in a toilet cubicle with the same boy. I got his trousers and pants down,
then sat on the toilet seat and pulled him to me. His cock seemed to slide
into my mouth automatically. It felt so lovely. I took hold of the base of
his cock and began to bob my head, until my lips touched my own hand. In
seconds I was in heaven, bobbing away, looking up at him. I soon felt
little thrusts from him, but ignored them, then there was a new taste in my
mouth. Oh, the dirty little sod was cuming in my mouth. I quickly pulled
away, and saw strands of glistening cum stretching from his helmet to my
lips.I reached for some toilet paper and spat it out. He whispered an
apology, but I just wanted to leave. Minutes later, I was sitting in class
trying to concentrate, but I still had the taste of his cum in my
mouth. After a few more moments, it didn't seem too bad, and I started
thinking of a second helping.  Once at home, I had over an hour before Mum
got in, so I was able to tell my sister all about it. "That's good" she
said "you'd better keep practicing. Your next challenge won't be so easy" I
looked puzzled. "When your boyfriend wants to push his cock up your bottom,
shag you and cum his lot up inside you. At least you can't get pregnant, so
you can do it as much as you like" "Will it hurt"? I asked "Yes, at first"
she said "here try this" she reached to the back of a drawer and pulled out
a vibrator, and a tube of jelly.  "I've got another" she said. "Lubricate
it and ease it up your bottom. Leave it there for 20 minutes. Do it every
night, ok"? I nodded.  "You need to get used to something going up inside
you, just in case he wants to do it to you". That night in bed, I eased her
gym knickers down and pressed the lubricated tip to my bottom. After lots
of pushing, my bottom gave a little, and just the tip eased inside me. I
knew I'd have to try every night.  The next morning at 7.30, I was at the
pool. A few minutes later I saw William come in through the mens
entrance. He looked around, saw me and waived. As he walked along the side
of the pool towards me in the shallow end, I could see the most beautiful
wobble in the front of his trunks. His cock moving form side to side as he
walked. The trunks were more like Y-fronts, without the Y. Lots of room in
the front for a cock to wobble. I had a few seconds to think lovely
thoughts before he got in, swam over and said hello. For 20 minutes or so,
we swam up and down, chatting away like a couple of old friends. He had
been an English teacher, and offered to help me with my homework at
anytime, but now had taken up photography as a hobby, and offered to take
some pictures of me, if I wanted. I have no idea why, but I found myself
saying "Yes, that would be nice Sir" "Oh good " he said "I could help with
your homework, then you could pay me back by being my photographic model
for a while.". I nodded and he added "But we'd have to keep it all very
secret. is that alright"? Again I nodded. "Ok", he whispered "Lets get out
and then I can see what my model looks like without clothes".  In seconds I
was following William into the changing rooms and up to the end where the
family cubicles were. These were bigger and had a blue plastic modesty
curtain. He let me go in first and pulled the curtain across, and made a
signal with his finger across his lips that we should keep quiet. I nodded
and put my basket of clothes down next to his. I noticed a pair of white
Y-fronts on the top of his pile. When I removed the towel, he saw the navy
blue gym knickers. "My sisters" I whispered. He smiled, bent forward and
kissed me on the cheek again. "Slip you trunks off" he whispered. Suddenly
he had a small camera in his hand and as I slid my trunks down, he began to
take pictures. He stopped, grabbed my towel and put it around my
shoulders. "Dry yourself" he whispered in my ear and kissed me again. I
dried my chest, back and arms, then moved the towel down to my legs. Slowly
dried them, then placed it over my boy-cock, and began to rub.  I couldn't
help it, but my cock began to grow. I took the towel away and showed
him. "It's alright Peter" he whispered and took several pics. Again I
couldn't stop myself. I took hold of my own cock and began to wank it,
right in front of him. In seconds, I was cuming, spurting boy-cum which
splattered on the wet floor, as he clicked away. "Sorry Sir" I sighed "Get
dressed Peter, we don't want to be late" I dressed quickly, but had time to
watch as he slipped out of his trunks. Wow, there it was, a fully mans
fully erect cock. I reached out to take hold of it, but he turned his back,
whispering "we haven't got time Peter". I watched as he quickly dressed and
then we hurried out to the car. Once inside, he said "I'll develope those
pictures today Peter, when can you come round to my flat to see them" "Is
Saturday morning alright Sir"? "Yes" he said and leant over to kiss
me. "Can you bring some of your sisters clothes" I nodded and we drove off.

End Of Part 1