Date: Sun, 18 Mar 2012 13:27:57 -0400 (EDT)
From: Matt
Subject: Tim's Visit - chapter 3

It must have been around three o'clock, when I decided it might be a good
idea to go and buy Tim some jeans, casual shirts and underwear.  Then I
could take him out for a drive in my car.  He would attract less attention
than he would wearing those skimpy shorts with his beautiful sexy legs on
display. It also occurred to me that with a little coaching, he could pass
himself off as my son.  He'd need to memorise my address and know my
surname and birthday. I'd need to know his date of birth, and the details
of the school he was attending.  I obviously wouldn't take him out during
school hours or when the school admin office was likely to be open.

I put the idea to Tim. He gave me the most beautiful smile, and agreed.  So
I told him I was leaving for town.  I showered and dressed, and told Tim to
take a shower while I was out.

Just as I was leaving the room, Tim said, "Do you think you could go to Ann
Summers again?"

I asked him what else he wanted.  He said, "I want you in stockings and
suspender belt, too."

I was taken aback, I said, "Sweetheart, I don't have beautiful legs or a
gorgeous body and arse like yours!"

He said, "Maybe not, but it would still look sexy, and I'd love to rub your
legs with you wearing stockings.  And it would be great to rub your cock
and balls if you were wearing a suspender belt and panties. And the
stocking material is great to touch.  You'd like it, too!"

I said, "What do you mean, I'd like it too?" He gave me another of his
dazzling, if slightly shy smiles. "It's hard to explain, but having your
legs in stockings feels really sexy. I loved the feeling when I was just
putting mine on, too!"

I told him I'd do it – what choice did I really have?

This kid wasn't just stunningly beautiful and sexy.  He was unbelievably
sexually aware for his age.  With a twinge of jealousy, I couldn't help
wondering where he had learned his awareness and techniques.  But I would
never, ever, ask him.

I bought the jeans, underwear and shirts, then returned to Ann Summers.  I
decided on black, and bought sheer stockings, suspender belt and lacy
panties.  My nipples are very prominent and ultra-sensitive, so I decided
on a bra as well! It would be fabulous to have Tim rubbing them through the
thin lace, then taking the bra off and sucking them . . .

When I got back home, Tim was sitting in front of my PC, wearing his
bathrobe. On the screen was a picture of a pretty young blond and naked Bel
Ami model. He turned and said, "I wish I looked like him." Tim was
incomparably more attractive. I just said, "Don't be silly, you make him
look ugly." I ruffled his hair gently, and added, "No need to fish for
compliments!"

He smiled disarmingly, stood up, faced me and opened his robe. The little
darling was wearing his lingerie – minus his panties.  He must have seen
my quizzical look, because he said, "I washed them! They're drying in the
kitchen."

God, he looked absolutely incredible! His cock, for once, wasn't completely
hard – though nearly so. It was pointing slightly downwards, and his
foreskin partially covered his glans.

I knelt in front of him and gently licked the end.  Then I tickled his ball
sac, and ran my finger along the skin between his balls and arse.  I took
his cock in my mouth, and suddenly it was fully erect.  He drew back, and
whispered softly, "Can't you put your stuff on for me?"  I said, "Don't you
want to cum first?" "I'd rather wait to see you in the gear!" he replied,
giggling slightly. That sounded fine by me.

I went to my bedroom and stripped naked.  I tried the stockings first, in
the manner a man would put socks on.  It didn't work too well!  Then I
remembered my wife donning stockings (years previously!).  I rolled them
up, and then one at a time, I put my feet into them, and un rolled them up
over my legs. The sensation turned me on massively. I don't know exactly
why; but I think it might have been the lovely texture – or maybe the
fact that they were encasing my legs.  But they certainly beat socks!.

The suspender belt was a bit tricky, as was the bra.  But I finally
managed, put my robe on and went back to Tim, who was back in front of the
PC.  It felt fabulous, walking with those stockings.

He stood up and faced me.  He took his robe off, and I saw that his cock
was pointing straight up, and his near seven inches of rod were like iron!
His lingerie looked gorgeous, of course. He undid my robe and began to rub
his hands gently over my stockings.  "Mmm", he murmured.  It felt lovely.
The he caressed the bare skin at the inside of my bare thigh, before
running his fingers teasingly over my nylon- covered balls.  I was in
heaven!

Suddenly, he took my robe off and gave me a gentle kiss.  We began to lick
and suck each other's lips.  His tasted beautiful.  Our tongues wrestled,
and I felt very close to shooting.  So I had to say, "Come on, randy one –
time for bed!"  He gave me the sweetest smile I had ever seen, took my hand
in his lovely soft one, and led me to his bed.

I laid him on his back and took his cock into my mouth.  As I began to bob
up and down, I felt a mouthful of nectar almost immediately.  It made me
cum within seconds – all over my stomach!

I thought I'd spoilt everything; because older guys don't cum again for a
while.  How wrong I was!

He asked me to lie on my back.  I did, of course. And he did what I'd been
hoping he might.  He started to play with my left nipple.  It felt great
through that silky bra. He asked me to roll onto my side, then unfastened
my bra and removed it.  My breasts were exposed. He carried on playing with
my left nipple, and began to lick and suck the other.  They both felt so
sensitive.  My balls started to twitch, and I was aware that I was getting
hard again already. I couldn't believe it! He took hold of my cock and
gently wanked it.  We shared a long, long kiss, and then I laid him on his
back and licked and sucked his nipples.  I took his cock in my hand again,
and ran my thumb over his piss slit.  I was suddenly as hard as a rock
again – and so was he!

I asked him, "Do you want me to fuck you now?"  "No", he said.  "I want to
fuck you! Can you kneel on the bed so I can do it from behind like I've
seen on your computer?"

I did as he asked – obviously.  First, he removed my skimpy panties; but
left the suspender belt in place.  He asked me to move to the end of the
bed, so that he could stand and fuck me.  I knelt and waited; but I didn't
think he was tall enough to manage it.  I found out later that he had taken
pillows from another bedroom to stand on!

He gently eased my panties off.  Then I felt the vibrations of the dildo
between my arse and ball sac, He moved it gently back and forth, right as
far as the tip of my cock.  It felt fantastic.  He stopped and I felt the
cold lube around my hole, as he slowly guided the dildo inside me, until it
hit my prostate. Wow!

He removed the dildo and I felt his hard cock start to slowly penetrate me
he pushed it back and forth, gently at first, then harder and faster until
my prostate was receiving rapid and lovely massage. I felt his hand cupping
my balls, before it moved up to my cock, and he started to slowly wank me,
still pumping my arse.  I was glad I had just cum, so that I was able to
enjoy this intense feeling without shooting straight away.  I was groaning,
waves of pleasure surging throughout my body.  Tim started to pump even
harder, deeper and faster, and I knew I'd passed the point of no return.
Just as I felt the familiar sensation start in my balls, he started to
pant. "I'm cumming now!" he screamed, and I sensed his spunk unloading in
me, feeling each pump as he squirted.  I came at the same time, with the
most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced.