Date: Tue, 31 Jul 2012 11:49:21 +0100 (BST)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Swimming Pool Job    Part 4

The weeks slipped by very pleasantly, with me being able to watch lots of
older men undress, and get fondled by several. "How are you getting on with
the dildo"? Sandra asked during a quiet spell. "It's lovely" I replied "I
can get it fully in with no problem now, and when I wriggle about, it feels
so wonderful" "Oh I am pleased Simon" she whispered "I suppose you want a
real one up inside you now then" I nodded and served a customer. "You'll
have to get them to take you home in their car, after a ride out into the
country"! She said. "That would be nice" I whispered. Just then, I heard a
familiar voice. "Hello Simon, I was told you were working here" I turned
round to see my old English teacher Mr Jones. "Oh, hello Sir" I said "Yes
I've been here for some months. This is Sandra, my colleague, and this is
an old teacher of mine, Mr Jones" I said introducing them. "Hi Mr Jones"
Sandra said. "Yes Simon is very popular here, especially with the older
men, as he is so willing to help out in the changing rooms. "Oh really" Mr
Jones said "Doing what"? "Helping those with mobility problems" I said
quickly. "Yes, he's very good with his hands" Sandra said with a smile.

"That's good" Mr Jones said "I can't reach my shoe laces these days". "No
problem" said Sandra before I could speak "Simon can help with that, can't
you Simon" I just nodded. "One senior swim, and some help please" he said I
served him and looked round at Sandra. "Go on then" she said "Go and help
an old man" I walked down into the changing rooms, which were very
quiet. Mr Jones was no-where to be seen. "Where are you Sir" I shouted.
"Here" he said, poking his head out of the far end cubicle where George
likes to change. I walked up to the end and looked at Mr Jones. He was
sitting on the seat, empty clothes basket beside him. "Perhaps you could
take my shoes and socks off for me Simon" he whispered. I knelt down and
obeyed him, placing the socks inside the shoes, and placing them in the
shoe section. As I stood up, he whispered "My my, those shorts are a bit
brief aren't they Simon"? "I rather like them Sir" I said, slowly turning
round for him. When my bottom was facing him, I bent forward to show lots
of bottom cheek, then stood up at finished the turn. "Yes Simon, they do
look good on you, I have to agree". I started to unzip his cardigan and
slip it off his shoulders, then folded it and placed it in the basket. Next
I reached out and began to undo his shirt buttons, starting at the top.
"Still at home with Mum"? he asked. I nodded "And you" I enquired. "I'm
divorced now and living in a tiny one bed flat near here" He said softly,
as I got to his belt line. "I'll have to undo your belt now sir" I
whispered very quietly. He nodded, so I reached out and undid the belt,
trouser fastening and zip. The trousers fell to the floor.

"Don't you get lonely sometimes"? I asked as I undid the last three
buttons. "Yes" he sighed as I slipped the shirt off his shoulders and
folded it. I knelt silently and took the trousers as he stepped out of
them. Staying there, I folded them, put them in the basket, and looked up
at him. Hooking my fingers in the waistband of his pants, I mouthed
"Underpants Sir"? As he nodded, I began to tug, and watched as his lovely
cock flopped out before me. "OOOOhhh" I moaned as I saw this beautiful,
hairless, slim cock. I continued to pull his pants down and took them as he
stepped out of them, folded them and placed them on top of the rest of his
clothes. I knelt there looking at his cock for what seemed ages. "I don't
wear clothes indoors Simon" he whispered "And yes, I do get lonely" He
passed his trunks to me and I opened them for him to step in to. He did,
one foot at a time. I slowly started to pull them up, watching his cock
disappear. I stood up and bent over to pick up the basket. I felt a hand on
my leg. "You're still a lovely looking boy Simon" he whispered in my ear
"I've always liked you". The hand slid up onto my bottom cheek and started
to carress me. I stepped forward and slid my arms around his waist, pushing
my fingers down the back of his trunks to feel his nice full bottom
cheeks. "I work earlies and lates here sir, so I could always pop round in
the morning or afternoon........if you'd let me"??? I whispered in his ear,
then kissed him on the cheek. There was silence, so I pushed my hands right
down inside his trunks and began to fondle his cheeks properly. "Oh yes
Simon" I'd love that" he whispered back and kissed my cheek. I lifted my
head towards his and got a brief kiss on the lips, then another,
then....tongue.

"I'd better have my swim" he whispered between kisses. "I'll put your
basket bask sir, and I finish at 2.00, so I could go home with you for a
cup of coffee" I whispered. "Lovely" he said, kissed me and was gone. I put
his clothes away and went back up to Sandra. "Well" she asked. "I'm going
round to his for a coffee, when we finish". "Lucky boy" she said with a
wink.

Just befroe 2.00, Mr Jones appeard. I popped down and carried his basket up
to the end cubicle. He whispered his address in my ear and said to be there
at 2.30. I nodded and went back to Sandra. Minutes later, Mr Jones walked
by saying "See you later Simon". At 2.30, I entered his block and walked up
to the first floor. I rang the door bell and waited. The door finally
opened, but no Mr Jones. He was standing behind it, where I couln't see
him. "Come on in Simon" I heard him say, so I stepped into the hall. As he
closed the door, I saw that he was naked. "It's good to get out of those
wet clothes" he whispered, and took me by the hand and led me along the
hall and into the lounge. I kept on looking down at his cock as it wobbled
and swung as he walked. In the lounge I put my arm around his waist and
cuddled myself to him, lowering my hand onto his bottom cheeks, while
constantly glancing down at his cock. "I expect you see a lot of naked men
in your job Simon"? I nodded "Is there an age-group that you prefer Simon"?
I nodded and blurted out "Mature men sir, men of your age" "Oh Simon" he
sighed "Why do you think that is"?  "You used to touch me up in the class
room sir, and I really liked it. I loved feeling your hand on my bottom,
even though the rest of the class could see you doing it".

"Come over to the table Simon" he said. As I followed him, looking down at
his ample bottom cheeks, moving so beautifully, I heard him whisper "I'll
sit at the table Simon, you can stand beside me, just like in the
classroom, ok" I nodded as he sat down and moved up to stand at his
shoulder, and looked down into his lap at that gorgeous cock laying
there. "Was it like this Simon"? he said as his hand began to slide up the
back of my leg, and then cup itself over my bottom cheeks. "Oh yes" I
sighed "But I wanted it to be in private, so that I could undress for
you. I wanted your hand on my bare bottom".

"Alright Simon, stand in the middle of the floor and undress or me, do it
now boy" He ordered. I loved it when he used to bark out his orders. "Yes
Sir" I said and moved away a few steps. I took my fleece top off and placed
it on the sofa, then my jogging bottoms, revealing my brief shorts. "I like
you in those shorts" he whispered as I slid them down and stepped out of
them. I slowly turned right around, so that he could see all of my thong,
and where it had disappeared to. Then, as I slipped my polo shirt up over
my head, I heard "You're wearing a bra Simon" "I know sir" I said "I feel
so comfortable and natural wearing it". "Ok" he said loudly "come and stand
over here beside me" I minced the few steps over to him, and stood at his
shoulder, gazing down into his lap. His hand slid up onto my bottom again,
carressing both cheeks in turn. It felt so nice. "Back then I wanted to be
standing naked beside you, just like now sir" I sighed. "You've got your
wish then Simon, what else did you want to happen". "I just wanted to be
your plaything Sir, and let you do anything to me" I whispered. "Do you
mean that Simon" he asked. I nodded and slid an arm around his shoulders,
and pulled myself to him. I felt fingers parting my bottom cheeks, and in
seconds one of them slipped gently into my boy-hole. It began to play,
sliding in and out, and being waggled about. It felt so lovely, I couldn't
help but start to get an erection.

"Can I tell you a secret Simon, but you mustn't tell anyone" he whispered
as he worked his finger in and out of my bottom beautifully. I nodded, bent
sideways and kissed the top of his head. "I've always liked touching young
boys. I had a few favourites, that came here and undressed for me. I took
hundreds of photos, would you like to see them"?  "Oh yes please Sir" I
said. The finger was removed from my bottom, he took my hand and led me
into the hallway, then into his bedroom.  He sat on the side of the bed and
I stood beide him, looking round. Wow, behind me were two rull length
mirrors on the wardrobe doors. I half turned and looked at myself, while
slipping an arm around his shoulders again. He opened a drawer beside the
bed and got out a large cardboard box. He took the top off and placed it on
the bedside cabinet. "Have a look for yourself Simon. This is the secret
I've kept for years, but please don't tell anyone" he asked, looking up at
me. I took the box and laid it on the bed, then went to sit beside him. "No
Simon, sit on my lap, right here" he said slapping his thigh. He parted his
knees so that I could sit on one leg and dangle my legs between his. It
felt nice, and looked good in the mirror. I took hold of several photos and
looked at them. There were boys I recognised, some were in my class. Some
were of them undressing, either in the lounge or here in the bedroom, but
loads of them naked, posing on the bed in all sorts of positions. "I'd like
to do this for you Sir" I whispered, turning my face towards his "I'll do
anything for you Sir" "Anything"? he whispered. I nodded and kissed him on
the lips, once or twice, then I felt his tongue, and knew that soon I'd
have his stiff cock up my bottom.

I reached down and took hold of his cock. It was stiffening as I began to
play with it. "Oh Sir" I sighed into his ear "I've dreamt about your cock
so often, playing with it, sucking it and best of all, having it up inside
my bottom, and feeling you making love to me. Thats my little secret
sir. You won't tell anyone, will you"? "No Simon, of course not" he
whispered in my ear, then, looking down at my hand playing with his cock
"Would you like my cock up inside your bottom now Simon"? he said after
kissing me for a long time. "Oh, yes please Sir" I gasped "Can we do it in
front of the mirror". "Why don't you go and get the pouffe from the lounge
Simon, and put it here in front of the mirror" he said pointing to the
carpet just in front of us. I got up and walked into the lounge, waggling
my bottom as much as I could. I found the pouffe, a little round one, about
18 inches high and covered in black leather. I brought it back into the
bedroom. Sir was standing up by the bed, rubbing his semi-hard cock. "Put
it here Simon" he said. I obeyed, placing it about 6 feet from the
mirror. Sir opened another drawer and reached in for a tube of KY jelly. He
gave it to me, and then sat on the pouffe, saying "Spread some of this on
my cock Simon, please" "Yes Sir" I said quickly, and knelt before him,
opening the end of the box. I squeezed some of the clear jelly on my hand
and began to spread it over Sirs cock, making sure there was plenty all
over his helmet. "Oh Simon, that does feel nice" he sighed. I stood up,
wiped my hands on a tissue I found on the bedside cabinet, and lent forward
to kiss him. He put his knees together and I turned round to face the
mirror. His reflection looked so lovely, this old man with a gorgeous
hard-on, just waiting for me.

I parted my legs and stepped astride his knees. I felt his hands on my
bottom cheeks, pulling them apart. "Just a little KY up here" I heard him
say, and then, OOOhhhh a finger up inside my bottom, and the cold KY being
inserted, plus some along between my cheeks. "OK Simon" he said "bend your
knees and lower yourself down. I'll guide you onto me, come on".  I obeyed,
and began to lower myself down, looking in the mirror all the time. I could
see his lovely stiff cock at first, then it disappeared. OOhh, I felt it
touch me between the cheeks, then he started to tease me, rubbing it to and
fro across my boy-hole, each time, making me moan with pleasure. "Is that
nice Simon"? he whispered. "Oh, yes sir" I sighed. Then I felt it engage
with my tight little boy-hole, and stay there. His hands were still on my
bottom cheeks, guiding me. "Ok Simon, are you ready"?  I nodded silently
and began to lower myself very gently. Oh it felt bigger than my dildo, but
so beautiful. I clenched and released my bottom muscle several times, then
put my own hands round onto my bottom cheeks, and pulled them as far apart
as I could. Looking in the mirror, my skinny, white legs looked so thin
against sirs thick manly legs.

Then.........OOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh... the same sharp pain that I felt when I
started using the dildo. OOhh, my bottom was beginning to feel very
"Wide-Open". I stopped for a few seconds. The pain subsided. "Oh my darling
boy" Sir whispered "You've got the tip of my cock inside you, now just
slide downwards, until I am fully up inside your soft young body". There
was very little pain now, so I began to slide downwards, litle by
little. The feeling of his hands still on my bottom cheeks was comforting,
still guiding me down. As I looked in the mirror, I could feel his helmet,
as it entered me further and further. It was now painless, and the
wide-open feeling was lovely. Suddenly his hands disappeared, and I felt
his thighs,................Oh I had all of him inside me. I sat still, my
bottom cheeks resting on his thighs. After a few seconds I began to wriggle
about, just as I did on my dildo, but Wow, this was so much better. I could
feel his whole shaft, and his lovely big helmet, deep inside me, and as I
wriggled from side to side, and to and fro, it seemd to move and touch me
so lovingly. His arms slid around me, and I saw, in the mirror, his hands
begin to play with my semi-hard boy-cock. "Oh Simon, you lovely boy, that
feels so lovely. Is this what you wanted"?

"Ohhh, Yes Sir, Yes Sir. This is the first time I've had a cock inside me,
and it's so gorgeous. Oh I love it Sir". I blurted out. I soon began to
wriggle in a lovers rythm, then it seemd the right time to lift myself an
inch or two, so I pressed against the floor with my feet, and lifted myself
up. I felt his cock slide out of me a little, then I lowered myself back
down. Oh that felt so good. I did it again and again. The feeling was so
wonderful, and I felt so natural to be sitting on this old mans lap, with
his cock up inside my bottom. I soon had a lovely lovers rythm going,
rising and falling, and feeling that cock slide out of me a few inches,
then get firmly pushed back in, OOOOhhh that was the best part, feeling the
shaft disappear until my bottom cheeks were resting on his thighs. I
couldn't believe the sight I was seeing in the mirror, an old mans hands
playing with my boy-cock, as my bottom was making love to his cock. I could
feel and hear him kissing my shoulders. "Oh Simon, you're my little boy, I
love you, please don't stop, please don't stop." I eased my fingers down
between my legs, and felt his shaft, at the point where it disappeared up
into my bottom, then down until I had his balls cupped in my hand. Then
both hands, one massaging his balls, while the other felt my stretched
bottom, and the shaft that was filling it, in and out, in and out. "I'm not
going to stop Sir, until I've got all your CUM inside me. I want to feel
you CUM, spurting all your seed inside me. Only then will I stop. Do you
want to CUM inside me Sir"?

"Yes Simon, YES, YES, YES. I want to cum inside you, it's where a man is
supposed to CUM, inside his lover." I could feel him start to thrust
upwards slightly. "And I'm going to cum inside you very soon" I began to
rise and fall quicker and harder, slapping my bottom cheeks into his
thighs.  "Oh Simon, I'm CUMING, Oh, Oh, Oh" I felt a muscle contraction as
I squeezed his balls and felt the first of 4 or 5 big manly spurts. "Oh
Sir" I sighed as it flooded into me. Seconds later I heard "Oh Simon, that
was so lovely" Looking in the mirror, knowing that my bottom was full of
cum, his hand felt even lovelier as it wanked me. "Oh Sir, I'm cuming too"
and watched as my boy-cum spurted out and landed down his legs and on the
carpet. "That's good Simon, now just lets sit here for a few moments"

Moments later we were in the shower together, getting clean and kissing.
Lots of kissing. "Would you like to pop round tomorrow Simon, and I'll show
you the rest of my photo collection"?  "Yes please Sir"

"I remember that Simon, as you stood at my desk wasn't it"? I nodded. "I
remember that lovely bottom of yours, why don't you undress, and show it to
me again"