Date: Mon, 20 May 2013 08:22:59 +0100 (BST)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Summer Hols at the B&B

It was the long summer hols again, and Paul was helping out at Auntie
Susans B&B down by the coast. It was his first morning, and he went into
the kitchen in his shorts and tee-shirt. "Hello Paul darling" she
said. cuddling him close. "There's only one guest, a Mr Smith. He's just
finished breakfast. Can you clear his things away, while I pop off
shopping. "Yes Auntie" Paul said and got another big hug. As Auntie went
out the door, Paul walked into the breakfast room. "Hello Mr Smith, I'm
Paul" he said softly. Mr Smith turned round. "Oh hello Paul. You do look
good in those shorts" ...."Thankyou" Paul said as he bend forward over the
table, right beside Mr Smith. Paul knew that Mr smith would be getting a
nice view of his bottom in those tight shorts.

"Auntie Susan will be out till lunch time, but she told me that I was to
make sure you got everything you wanted"...."Did she now"? Mr Smith
asked...."Yes" replied Paul, standing up beside his guest and gazing down
into his lap. "Maybe you could bring clean towels up to my room in 10
minutes or so" Paul nodded and went on clearing the table. A few minutes
later he was knocking on the door of room 3. "Come in Paul" he heard. Paul
walked in and found Mr Smith standing in the en-suit in just his
underpants. "I'm so sorry" Paul said "I didn't know you weren't
dressed"...."That's alright, you don't mind seeing a man in his
y-fronts...............do you Paul". Paul shook his head, while looking at
the lovely bulge before him. "Just put the towels on the bed" Paul saw that
the bed hadn't been made. "Just let me do the bed for you Mr Smith" he
said, putting the towels to one side. Once again, Paul bent forward over
the bed, giving Mr Smith a good view of his bottom.

"Don't do that now Paul, I was going to have a little rest" said Mr Smith,
pushing past Paul and getting into bed right in front of him. Wriggling and
stretching, and showing himself off nicely, the guest whispered "OOhh Paul
this bed is so comfortable...........have you got time for a little lay
down"?? Paul looked down at the empty space and then over to those well
filled underpants, and whispered softly "Well just for a few minutes maybe"
Without thinking, Paul slipped his shirt off and wriggled out of the tight
shorts, ending up standing by the bed in just his little school-boy
y-fronts. Paul strangely didn't feel nervous as he slipped into bed and
pulled up the duvet.  "It's like being in bed with a son........isn't it
Paul"?Paul turned his head. "So just call me Daddy, ok"? Paul nodded. "Why
not give Daddy a cuddle then" Paul turned onto his side, facing Daddy and
slid an arm over his hip, hooking his fingers into the waistband of Daddys
y-fronts.

Without being asked, Paul wriggled closer to Daddy, until their legs
touched, then their tummies. By now Pauls hand was cupped over one of
Daddys bottom cheeks. Daddy reached up, took hold of the duvet and pulled
it right up over their heads, plunging them into near darkness. "Would you
like Daddy to kiss you Paul" came a soft whispered in the darkness. Before
Paul could reply, there was a hand behind his head, pulling him forwards. A
tongue was licking his face, down across his cheek to his lips. As it got
there, Paul sighed "OOhhhh Daddy", and parted his lips. The tongue slid
into his mouth, and the kissing began. Paul was no stranger to french
kissing. He had lots of friends who liked to lock themselves in a school
toilet cubicle for a few moments of wanking heaven. One of them, an older
boy had taught Paul the delights of kissing, and had his tongue in Pauls
mouth for the entire wanking session.

Pauls hand found its way down the back of Daddys pants and, without
realising it, was carressing his bottom cheeks. Between kisses nice
comments and questions came like "Do you like feeling Daddys bottom" and
"Will you take my pants off"? Pauls answer was yaes to both and Daddy
suggested "Slip down under the covers and help Daddy off with them" Paul
took his hand out of daddys pants and eased down into the complete
darkness, feeling his way. He found a nipple and kissed it several times,
then a navel which he french kissed, pushing his tongue inside. Below that
was a patch of thick curly hair, then the waistband of Daddys
y-fronts. Paul hooked the fingers of both hands under it, and as he did so,
he accidentally rubbed his face across the bulge. Suddenly there was
light. Daddy was holding up ther duvet. "That's alright darling boy, Daddy
doesn't mind if you touch his willy............you can touch it as much as
you like"....Then the darkness returned. Paul left his cheek resting on
Daddys bulge for a second, then turned his head. Using his nose, he found
he could trace the outline of Daddys cock. It was stiff and laying up at an
angle. He ran his nose up one side, and down the other, pausing for a
second to place his lips over the tip and giving it a kiss. Then he beagn
to tug at the waistband., but keeping his head roughly where it was. The
pants started to slide downwards. He felt Daddy raise his hips to help and
suddenly the pants were around his thighs, with Pauls head resting on them
like a hamok. Paul reached out in the total darkness and found Daddys stiff
cock. As he wrapped his fingers around it there was light again. "That's it
son, now show Daddy how much you love him." It was dark again.

As Paul beagn to wank Daddy with one hand, he tried to push the pants done
with the other. Daddy helped by lifting his kness and bending his
legs. Finally the pants were off and in Pauls hand. Now he had a spare one,
so he slid his hand between Daddys legs and cupped it around his
balls. Daddy parted his legs automatically. Paul raised himself up the bed
slightly until his nose was touching Daddys balls. He took his hand away
and rubbed Daddys balls all over using just his nose. Right up into Daddys
crotch, beside the balls, his nose went. Paul was smelling Daddys aroma, a
mans' smell. Lifting himself a little more, Pauls nose was tickled by a
mass of thick curly hair. Up a little more and Paul felt the base of Daddys
cock. He could feel the movements of his other hand, as it gently wanking,
and stopping to smear the slippery juices that were ouzing from it, licking
his fingers and then back to wanking. Paul lifted himself again and was
able to kiss and lick Daddys shaft. Soon he was being hit by his own hand
so he took that hand away and carried on kissing and licking all the way up
the back of Daddys cock. Around the rim of the helmet, suking in some of
the juices, then up the helmet until Paul had his lips over Daddys eye,
sucking in more juices. Pauls hand resumed its wanking, now below his lips.

The light came flooding in. "That's it boy, let Daddys cock slide into you
mouth, suck it, show him how much you love him" Darkness again. Paul parted
his lips slightly, allowing the tip of Daddys cock into his mouth. Paul was
surprised, it tasted quite nice and felt lovely. He lowered his head a
little more until his lips felt the rim under the helmet, and stopped. His
hand was still wanking an inch further down. Paul stayed still for a few
seconds. The taste and feeling were lovely. Paul knew the mechanics of cock
sucking, but had never done it. Paul let go with the wanking hand and
lowered his lips further down Daddys shaft. OOhhh the overall sesations
were so heavenly for Paul, having a cock in his mouth for the first time,
and a mans' at that. He lowered his head as far as he dared and then lifted
up till he felt the helmet again. He repeated this till he got a proper
lovers rythm going, bobbing his head up and down, up and down. Paul was in
heaven. He wanted this to go on for ever. Suddenly Daddys cock twitched and
jerked.

Paul felt a big spurt inside his mouth, then another and
another.........................Oh Daddy was cuming in his
mouth......another big spurt, then it all died down. The light flooded
in............"Oh darling, what a good boy, come and give Daddy a cuddle"
Paul wriggled up into the light, spitting the cum into Daddys pants, and
had Daddys arms around him, cuddling him close. "You love your Daddy don't
you"? Paul nodded "Now lay on you back" Daddy said. Paul obeyed and watched
as Daddys hand slid down inside his little y-fronts. "OOhhhhh" Paul sighed
as Daddys fingers began to play with him. Daddy had Paul craddled in one
arm, while wanking him with the other. "You'll do anything for Daddy. Soon
you'll be sitting on Daddys lap, with Daddys cock deep inside your
bottom. Would you like that Paul"? Paul was in heaven, his headf rolling
from side to side, enjoying being wanked. He looked down at the front of
his pants and saw the movements as Daddys hands worked up and down. "Yes
Daddy, that sound lovely. I'll do anything you want. Pauls cocklet erupted
and sent little spurts of boy-cum into his own pants.

"I better go to work" Daddy said. Paul got out of bed,. picked up his
clothes and Daddys pants, and said "I'll rinse these out for you Daddy" An
hour later Paul had rinsed out both pairs of underpants, Daddy had gone to
work, and Paul started to housework, including going back into room 3 and
cleaning up, making the bed and wondering when he'd be in it again.