Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2010 18:49:39 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The Outsiders Part 5

Indeed, my little one had been selective, of course someone had guided and
here I felt gratitude for those friends in Perth, they had guided well.
The clothing he'd come home with was sensible for the most part...denims
were of a decidedly feminine cut, nothing outrageous but they nevertheless
proclaimed a low key femininity...in these parts it's what a young woman
would be expected to wear, there were similar garments he had carefully
hung up, the balance was perfect I thought.  However, he was an individual
and with an individual's needs he had indulged himself, even with one of my
friends in attendance this must have taken a cool head and some
courage...take the housecoat he was wearing...buttoned up it hung loose
below his hips, seeing him at the kitchen sink preparing coffee I still
stared incredulous at the elegant legs tapering down into those silly
fluffy slippers he so liked...but I was able to keep my hands off him -
just.  However, there was a broad belt that went with his housecoat, for
most of the time he found it more comfortable to leave it undone, perhaps
just as well, I knew what would result once he decided to fasten the thing,
tied tight around his little waist...the housecoat flared below...much as a
tutu and while still an elegant garment....I found my gaze riveted upon an
auburn curled angel whose lush thighs and firm buttocks were now heavily
emphasised by the very garment supposed to conceal them - the thing
accentuated his naked charms to the point where.....mischievously I called

"Why don't you do up that belt...you could have an accident if it catches
in something...?"

Absent mindedly he complied.....then wondered what had hit him when he
found himself whisked off to the couch

"Your coffee will be spoilt" he giggled as I ran my hands between his legs,
presently I felt an arm around my neck, silence for a while and then he lay
back flushed and panting before nimbly he skipped away to reheat the
coffee.  Cups in front of us I broached the subject of
acclimatisation...here we were on the edge of nowhere, a couple of hundred
kilometres from us was a small town.  Now from time to time we'd have to
pay visits, there would be occasions when this was unavoidable, health
factors, urgent supplies..these were issues that couldn't be ignored.  Now,
and here we had to be realistic, a bush telegraph operated throughout the
area, already a couple of people knew of his presence, rumours would be
circulating..people were polite and tended to mind their own business,
particularly those who didn't want to be found....and we had a few of
these...so, how did he propose to cope with visits into town?  He wanted to
go for broke...but in a low key fashion, certainly nothing "in your face"
as it were.  I tended to agree, even without preparation, he could at first
glance be taken for an attractive young woman...it would take very little
to enhance those prospects, from what I'd seen, those denims from Perth
would add just the right amount of femininity...just enough to nudge the
viewer into acceptance of a particular line of thought, perhaps dark
glasses and one of those Akubras he'd brought back...foot wear of course,
out here it was pretty well unisex so that wouldn't be a problem.  Make up,
this need only be minimal, a touch of lipstick perhaps, no eye shadow or
even rouge for the cheeks - this was the Outback after all - but the most
daring thought came suddenly, forget the Akubra...what about a head
scarf.....yes, the idea appealed to him....this way and that he posed, rich
auburn curls poking out from beneath the green silk, the perfect
touch...and not too blatant or overstated either, just right in fact.

A week later we drove in on some pretext, muster would be due in another
couple of months and all hell would reign for a while, so now was the
perfect time to try our hand.  As we went, I drummed home the fact that
word would already be circulating to the effect that I had an attractive
boy staying on the property....what form the story had taken...I didn't
know so...we should be prepared.  Here I glanced sideways and caught my
breath, smiling seductively in the passenger seat was a wet dream, catching
my glance he blushed and quite unconsciously reached out to give my arm a
reassuring squeeze.  He hadn't seen this place before - or anything much
like it come to that - so I drove him around pointing out the occasional
item of interest and turning at the outer limits, headed back for the
centre..and toward to Police car whose driver was flagging me down.  Ooops,
this boy at 16...would technically be underage, no choice but to comply and
put a bold face on things.  The youngster in blue wandered over, he seemed
amiable enough and introduced himself before going on to say "So, you two
must be.....(he gave our names correctly), and how's the new arrival
settling in?"  I saw his eyes widen as nonchalantly my little partner
snuggled up beside me and stood there grasping my arm.  He gulped, gulped
again and then helplessly, began to chuckle.  Regaining control he became
apologetic

"Look, I'll be straight with you....your boss (Who owned almost everything
between the horizons) has had a word....things are well, "different" I
know, how different I didn't actually realise until just now but it seems
you (he looked at me) are doing someone a favour......and it is
appreciated.  Now, we don't pry in these parts....I don't pry either unless
I have to...it's all a matter of live and let live where I'm concerned
but...I can tell you now that because of someone's interest in you two..if
you have any problems, I hope you'll speak to me?"  With a cheerful wave he
was off.  I don't think the encounter would have gone unnoticed....for it
was the same story wherever we went, no matter which store or agency...the
reception was the same.  No one batted an eyelid at the pretty young thing
who clung to my arm so possessively and eventually encumbered with
groceries and quietly happy I steered him back to the truck. Perhaps half
way home I felt a hand tug my sleeve

"Can we pull up here please?  It's a lovely spot isn't it...a creek's been
through here too...look at all that clean white sand?  I wouldn't mind
walking along it for a bit...."

It seemed quite a reasonable idea, it certainly was an attractive place and
as I took his hand and began strolling along the old river bed, the peace
was fantastic.  There came a tug and I was pulled to a halt, he stood there
smiling

"I think this is far enough off the track....I bet lots of blokes would
want to stop off here with their girlfriends..don't you?"

And he began to wiggle out of those denims, spellbound I watched, the grace
with which he divested himself, the saucy provocative stance...were too
much, reaching out for his erect penis I drew him to me, fondling him I
began to shower little kisses as he turned his lovely face up to me and
then his triumphant....

"Look, I picked this up in that chemists!"

It was a specialised gel for lovers... so standing upright to avoid sand
contamination I applied it liberally before laying him flat on a rock of
approximate table height.  I loved this next part, running hands up and
down his legs I savoured the feel and then carefully lifted them up and
back, viewing his tight secret place was always a delight, something
special that he'd kept just for me, and its warm recess beckoned.  He
himself seemed to need it, his hips began to jerk in anticipation and I
heard him mouth the word "Please, please" over and over, as I eased in he
quietened though his breathing quickened, tense he lay as cautiously I took
up the long slow thrusts that I knew would prolong his pleasure and
gratefully he arched his back, again he spoke

"So lucky, never expected to belong to...someone like you...and here you
are...I know you enjoy doing this to me...and I'm glad, so glad
and...you're gentle too, and patient....I want to be pretty for you and
sexy....I think in town, they know how I feel about you, I tried to show
that Policeman...he knows, but he'll never know what it's like to have you
...doing this to me, harder darling...you won't hurt me, do it as hard as
you want...there, just let yourself go, I want you to enjoy me....have
me...take me.....oh God, god, god, oh, oh, it feels so warm all the way up
me...deep....that's it darling....keep it in please, hold it in me
longer...you don't know how much I enjoy...being able to do...this for
you..and feel you running down my legs...after..if only they knew!