Date: Thu, 10 Jun 2004 20:34:23 +1000
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship, The Restoration Part 1.

This is part one of the Restoration, due to losing the floppy of this
chapter I'm trying to rewrite it. I thought I'd better get this part onto
the site as you are all being very patient waiting for me to redo it.
I'd like to dedicate this to my friend Steve who is recuperating after an
auto accident. Get well soon mate hope you are back to your normal self
quickly.
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          The Training Ship, The Restoration, Part 1.
         Justjames17.


Daylight breaks over the Brisbane River, the dark water flows about the
masts and rigging detritus and rubbish floating about, plastic shopping bags
and other plastic rubbish drape limply in the rigging as the tide runs out
revealing the mud slimy tarred ropes weaving the way up into the sky. Where
the crews feet climbed to tend the sails water snails slid creeping and
rubbish hung flapping untidily, the black rigging turned a stinking brown by
the fine mud which flowed down the river. The increasing light stirred the
birds which soon were swooping, calling, shrieking through the blue skies
above the scene where the once grand vessel lay moldering in the mud on the
bottom of the river.

The salvage barge stirred as her crew awoke to face the day, a day when if
all were well they would see the completion of their labors and the return
to the land of the living of the Siren's Song. The crew breakfasted well and
then prepared for the tasks needed to raise the old lady, the divers were
preparing their welding gear as they had to finish the patching of the torn
hull, the rest of the crew were readying the huge balloon like bags that
were to be placed inside the hull to be inflated and give the ship positive
buoyancy. The welding crew climbed into the murky waters and carrying their
welding torches moved to the damaged area of the hull, the long dual hoses
trailing behind as they swam along the black hull.

They arrived at where they had finished the day before and began to weld the
steel patch onto the area where the tanker rammed the ship. They worked
solidly and were soon reaching the end of the breached hull. Above the
surface the rest of the crew were manhandling the massive bags onto the
ship's deck now almost above water as the tide dropped further, the day
would see the lowest tide of the season and soon they were able to walk
slipping and sliding on the slimy mud coated deck.

The first bag was shoved down into the black maw of the forward hold, the
large flexible hose snaking across to the large air compressor on the barge,
time was limited as the tide would turn in about half an hour so they wanted
to get both floatation bags in place before the water rose too high to work.
Sweat was pouring from the crew's bodies as the manhandled the heavy tough
bags into position, the job was finished just after the tide turned and
began to run back up the river.

Captain Fred worked as hard as two crew men, he was covered in the stinking
slimy mud his ever present cigar wet and crumbling in his lips. He finally
checked the couplings on the compressor piping and congratulated his men on
their efforts; everyone was almost indistinguishable under the coating of
foul slime as they climbed from the rising water back onto the barge.
Captain Fred grabbed his mobile phone and called John to tell him the ship
would soon be ready to lift off, he told John if they wanted to see the ship
rise from her grave they had better get a wriggle on.

John thanked Fred and called out to Nick and Frank who were enjoying one
another in one of the bedrooms of their suite, the youngster loved playing
with his horny grandfather and the feeling was mutual. The two naked guys
ran from the room their erect tools waving in the breeze as they hurried to
find out what was happening. They were excited to hear that the Siren's Song
would soon be gracing the surface once more, john said you two had better
get dressed and we will leave as soon as you are ready.

They hurried off to dress Nick into his own room where he squeezed into a
pair of light colored cargo pants, which were a size too small at least, he
had difficulty squeezing his genitals into the tight confines and he had to
suck in his stomach to zip up the fly. His cute ass and well-filled pouch
showing to their best advantage in the tight smooth polished cotton shorts.
He looked at his tanned smooth muscular young body in the full-length mirror
then smiled to himself as he thought of the effect he would create with Evan
Wills when he reached the wharf. He pulled on a tight white t-shirt and
again admired his image as he smoothed down the shirt, then he slid his feet
into a pair of leather sandals and hurried out to join his father while they
waited for Frank to join them.

While they waited John rang Evan telling him to hurry to the river and after
hanging up he rang Les Meade to inform him of what was occurring saying they
were leaving now to head down to the wharf. The old mate said that he would
see them there and that he was bringing his great nephew Timmy along to see
the momentous resurrection of the ship.

The gathering of young Nick a crewmember and the two officers as well as
John and Frank who were financing the salvage job was filled with excited
anticipation as they watched the crew on the barge carrying out their
duties. The divers appeared at the ladder on the barge and handed up their
welding gear then climbed from the rushing murky water. They slumped on the
deck tired but happy with the job they had carried out, captain Fred looked
about checking everything then gave the compressor operator the nod saying,
" Crank her up Steve, it's time to raise the old girl."

The compressor clattered into life it's diesel engine rattling then as it
warmed up it smoothed to a steady roar as the compressor was engaged and the
long snakes of the air lines writhed then hardened into solid tubes as the
air pressure increased. The air unseen below the water began to swell the
heavy bags inside the ship and they slowly writhed and shuddered as the air
filled them. All went well for some time then there was a massive bang as
one of the hoses burst and swung across the deck hitting two crewmen and
tossing them aside where they crashed to the deck. Fred bellowed to cut the
compressor and the revs died away to an idle the broken hose deflated and
lay on the deck like a dead snake while the two men were groaning on the
deck.

Fred ran to their aid and checked them out, no broken bones but bad bruising
and lacerations from the hose strike and the collision with the deck. He
helped them up and two other men helped them over to a seat on the far side
of the barge, their wounds cleaned and dressed they were soon limping about
helping repair the hose. The compressor operator closed the valve to the
undamaged hose trapping the air in the system; otherwise the ship would rise
unevenly so it would remain closed until the other bag was equal in
pressure.

The damaged hose was fitted with a new joining coupling and the compressor
was slowly brought up to speed gradually filling the hose to test the new
fitting, the hose swelled and hardened till it looked like steel and the
revolutions of the compressor increased gradually till it was running flat
out. As the pressure equalized the valve was opened on the second bag and
both filled together, the ship seemed completely inert, no sign of movement
was visible for some time. Young Timmy was watching closely his blue eyes
like saucers as he studied the masts; he saw a trembling and called out
excitedly, " It's moving, I can see it move."

Les said, " Calm down Timmy it hasn't moved yet be patient lad."

Timmy was emphatic, " I'm sure I saw the masts trembling unca Les, I'm
positive."

Owen looked at the masts and said, " He's right the masts are beginning to
rise slightly, they have lifted about an inch, watch the water mark on the
mainmast."

They all studied the wet line and it rose another inch as they stared
fixedly, captain Fred bellowed out, " Yes she is lifting off the mud, the
buoyancy bags are raising her, she will raise faster as the bags fill more
and more."

They all gave three cheers as the ship groaned and struggled back to the
surface, her resurrection speeding up as the bags filled, soon her deck was
above the water for the first time in weeks. The muddy water flowing from
her scuppers as if she was weeping with joy, the ship was now above the
water so the compressor was slowed to just keep the pressure equal and the
barge crew leapt aboard her as pump hoses were swung across from the barge.
The hoses were lowered into her holds and the big pumps began to suck the
water from her innards, the ship lifted minute by minute as the heavy load
of water was pumped overboard.

Evan, Les, Nick, John, Frank and Timmy clambered down from the wharf to step
on board the ship once again. The stench of mud and sea creatures was
overpowering as they walked about studying the condition of the old lady,
Owen studied the rigging finding it in fair condition after its immersion.
It was undamaged from the fire as the flames were contained below decks only
an inspection of the mast bases would tell if they were still sound after
the fire. Nick was walking past the forward hatch when his feet slid from
under him and he fell over into the hold splashing down into the black muddy
water. Owen saw him fall and leapt across to pull some rope from a locker
then threw it down into the hold for Nick to grab onto as the lad splashed
around frantically.

Nick grasped the slimy wet rope and Owen began to pull him out of the water,
which was now some three feet below the deck, Owens's muscles bulged from
the strain as he raised the teenaged from the hold until the boy was grabbed
by Les and John and hauled unceremoniously out onto the deck. His shorts and
white shirt were filthy with mud and slime, his blonde hair dirty and dark
in color, he was shaking with shock as he stood there. Owen put a strong arm
around the boy and helped him over to a locker to rest and calm down. Nick
regained his composure and thanked Owen kissing him on the cheek as he bent
to talk to him. Owen blushed and said, " It's ok Nick you are safe now,
maybe you'd better go to the hotel to shower and change your clothes."
Nick looked up at his savior and replied, " I'll go if you come with me Mr.
Wills, I want, no I need to thank you for saving my life."

Owen said, " Your dad can take you back Nick, it wouldn't be right for me to
do it."

Nick looked around at his father and said, " Can Owen take me back to the
Hotel so I can change and get a shower dad? "

John looked at them then smiled and nodded, " You can use our limo Owen,
that way you can go and return quicker, go ahead hurry back though."

Nick grasped Owens's hand and began to drag him along the slippery deck;
they climbed up onto the wharf and hurried down the wharf until they reached
the roadway where the large black limousine waited. The driver saw them
coming and jumped out hurried to the boot and pulled out a large rug, which
he placed across the rear seat so Nick wouldn't dirty the soft leather
seats. They climbed in and the driver closed the door and hurried around
jumped in the front and set off to the hotel.

They swept under the portico of the hotel where the uniformed doorman opened
the rear door and stood there like a statue as the filthy bedraggled boy
climbed out followed by the plainly dressed older man. They hurried into the
foyer of the hotel and headed for the lifts, a lift arrived the door opened
and out stepped an elderly couple of obviously well to do circumstances.
They paused studying the filthy wet young man and the jean-clad man a look
of disdain crossed their faces as the stench of the river assailed their
nostrils. They swept past and hurried away, the young man running the lift
asked what floor and when Nick announced the penthouse suite he gawped at
him then he recognized Nick and smiled then closed the doors and sent the
lift soaring up to the top floor.

The doors opened and Nick led Owen into the luxurious suite pulling him
across to the bathroom, he was ripping off his wet filthy clothing as fast
as he could until his sexy body was completely naked then he turned to Owen
and said, " Come on Mr. Wills get undressed and we can shower together, you
are muddy too."

Owen stood there and Nick began to strip his clothes off slowly, the shirt
was unbuttoned one at a time slowly sensuously, gradually the shirt was
peeled open exposing Owens smooth bronzed body, his sensuously muscled body
almost hairless except for his underarms and the sexy treasure trail running
from his navel to his groin. Nick lovingly exposed his body, the languid
youth kissing and licking his way down the smooth torso. Nibbling the pert
nubs of his aroused nipples tonguing the silky smooth dark gold flesh as he
neared the tight navel with it's few silky hairs protruding from inside.
Owen was trembling excitedly under the spell of the horny youth who was
seductively working his way to where Owens's burgeoning boner was beginning
to stretch the tight denim of his jeans.

Nick knelt on the bathroom floor as he slowly undid Owens's belt sliding it
slowly from the loops of his jeans, he then pulled open the top stud of the
tight denims and lifted the tag of the zipper. The boy leant in close
nuzzling Owens's navel with his nose as he gripped the zipper with his
teeth, he slowly drew down the zipper until the fly of the mate's jeans
gaped open. His nose dragged down the treasure trail as he inhaled the aroma
of the man's groin; Owens's head was thrown back in ecstasy as he thrilled
to the boy's tender ministrations.

His whole body was quivering as his blood pounded through his excited body,
his prick was inflating rapidly, swelling, enlarging, growing ever thicker
and longer till it thrust up inside his briefs as Nick sucked and licked his
pulsing penis through the covering. The combination of saliva and pre cum
saturated the cotton briefs till the glans showed clearly through the
tightly stretched white briefs. Nick lifted up slightly and swallowed the
man's cock as he pulled it away from his tight lower abdomen. Owen gasped,
his body trembled frantically as Nick's fingers slid up under the leg
openings and grasped his ass cheeks, and the lad squeezed him as he pulled
his cock further into his mouth.

Owen began to hump into the wet orifice as Nick pulled the briefs down his
thighs, and then returned his kneading fingers to his muscular buns. Owen
felt his climax rushing up like an express train and he quivered then his
penis grew larger and thicker before flooding Nick's mouth with a massive
load of cum. Nick struggled to accommodate the pent up flood and some of the
deluge oozed from the boy's tightly stretched lips, Nick felt the man sway
as he blew and he grasped his ass cheeks tightly to ensure he didn't
collapse as he steadied the first ejaculating man.

Owens's climax slowly faded as his cock dribbled semen into Nick's warm
sucking mouth, he clutched the boy's face to his groin as he finished his
earth shattering ejaculation. Nick was enjoying the taste of Owen, the man's
cum was slightly salty but sweet at the same time, much sweeter than either
his father's or grandfather's sperm. He enjoyed both the amount and the
taste of Owen and decided he would need to do this many times in the future.

The two guys stepped into the shower and began to wash one another happily,
Owen soaped the bronzed smooth young body as he caressed Nick, the boy was
writhing in sexual rapture as the man's hands and fingers stroked, slid, and
manipulated every square inch of his body. The combination of water and
soapsuds enlivened his glabrous body and Owen was reveling in the feelings
transmitted through his fingers. Nick began to push his smooth round ass
cheeks back against Owens's rampant tool as the man soaped his chest and
abdomen and stroked his rock hard boner.

Owen began to hump against the silky smooth ass and Nick reached back
grasping his rubbery muscles and pulled them wide apart allowing Owens's
enlarged pulsing prick to push against the tiny brown anemone like boy hole.
Nick was panting with lust as he felt the large spongy head of the man's
penis, as it pushed slimily against his tight muscle. He pushed against the
fat knob until he drew a sharp breath as the purple glans spread him open,
the burning pain as his muscle stretched shot through his body. He felt
every twinge as the fat blood engorged knob stretched his hole almost to
tearing point then it plunged deep inside his velvet hot moist tunnel.

The pain lessened as the cock ploughed deep inside his silky insides and
rubbed over his excited button sending tingling spasms through his groin
making his cock jump in response. Owen began to plumb the deepest depths of
his colon and Nick was writhing about like an insect pinned on a needle, his
hot guts working the invading man meat to perfection. Owens's head was
thrown back his neck corded as his face locked rigidly his teeth bared in
extreme lust; he frantically ploughed as far and as deep as he could into
the wanton boy's love hole. Nick was groaning and panting with pleasure, the
water cascading from the shower washed the perspiration off their straining
humping bodies as they slammed together frantically. The sound of wet flesh
slapping as they rutted filled the room, the grunting and panting reaching a
cadence as both guys reached a frantic tumultuous climax. The sperm shooting
from Nicks pulsing penis matched the flooding gushes frothing from Owens's
buried cock as his full nuts drew up almost invisible into his excited
groin.

Nick was held up by the embedded prick and Owens's hugging arms, as he
pulled the boy as hard as he could against his roiling groin, pushing the
invading pole as far into the humid hole of the boy as he came and came
filling the boy's fanny with his thick sperm laden juice. Nick was limp in
the man's arms as his head rested back on Owens's shoulder his eyes closed
while his open mouth gasped for oxygen.

Owen slowly drew back pulling his semi rigid prick out of the tightly
clutching anus of the exhausted teen, Nick was whimpering in anguish as he
felt his tight tunnel emptying of the fat warm hard but comforting man meat.
The feeling of loss and emptiness caused him to feel rejected as Owen pulled
the fat knob through the tightly expanded ring of muscle. The boy's ring
snapped nearly closed after the warm thick hosepipe was removed a trickle of
yellow stained cum oozed from the slightly open hole and was flushed away by
the spraying shower water. Nick regained his equilibrium and stood there
soaping himself as Owen washed his ass cleaning the inside of the boy's ring
with two of his fingers.

They finished showering and turned off the water and grabbed a towel each
then began the enjoyable task of drying one another's body. They dressed in
clean clothes, Nick lending Owen some of his father's jeans and a polo
shirt, when they finished Nick rang the reception desk to ensure the limo
was waiting for them to take them back to the Siren's Song. They left the
palatial suite and entered the lift, the young teen operating the lift
smiled at them and Nick moved behind the boy grasping his slender waist and
rubbing his genitals against the boy's tight buns. The boy jumped in shock
then seemed to enjoy the attention even pushing back against Nick's penis as
they left the lift the boy winked at them and blushed bright red.

They left the hotel and returned to the wharf, when they arrived Nick's
father John looked at his son and raised an eyebrow, Nick smiled like a cat
after drinking a plate of cream and his father smiled and looked at Owen who
smiled back in pleasure. The ship was now riding as normal, her hull pumped
dry and she was looking cleaner as the salvage crew hosed down her upper
works and the masts and rigging. She looked virtually undamaged above decks
but of course the shambles below decks would be horrific.

The day was drawing to a close as the sun descended and night approached,
the salvage crew finished their work and they celebrated a job well done due
to John providing a slap up picnic feed with plenty of liquid sustenance.
The whole crowd, crew and our group ate and drank happily until it was time
for the barge to caste off it's mooring lines and move down river in
preparation for departure to it's next task, the raising of a large motor
yacht sunk off the north of Morton Island near Flinders Reef.
John invited the rest of the group to come back to the hotel for a
celebration but Les Meade declined, as he wanted to get young Timmy home, as
it had been a very long and exciting day for the youngster. John was sorry
that Les and Timmy couldn't attend but said they would drive them home in
the limo to save them a taxi fare and get them home quicker. The group left
the wharf and boarded the car, which swept them through the heavy traffic to
pull up outside Timmy's home where Les and Timmy climbed out and waved
goodbye as the black machine smoothly entered the traffic flow and
disappeared into the distance.

Les had the boy in his arms as Timmy was drowsy and nearly asleep, he
carried the youngster to the door fumbling with the keys to unlock the door
and carried him inside. He carried the boy into the bathroom and undressed
him while the bath was filling, he lifted the sleepy child into the warm
water and Timmy said, " Unca come on get in with me please, you can wash me
all over if you like. "

Les looked at the wet lad, his smooth skin glistening with the water, and
grinned then began to strip off and climbed into the bath with Timmy seated
between his legs with his back leaning against his hairy abdomen. The boy
was gurgling happily as he felt the man's penis pushing up his back while he
wriggled about against his uncle. Les was washing the boy feeling his smooth
soft velvet skin as he soaped the boy, when he reached the boy's lower
abdomen he felt the steel hard 2inch cocklet standing up proudly. He washed
it and the boy stood up so he could wash his balls and legs, Les was in
heaven as he stroked the boy massaging the soapy suds onto his young body.

Timmy's steel hard peg was twitching in excitement as Les washed his body;
Les bent across and kissed the rigid little dick then licked the tip of
bright red knob, which was protruding from the covering of the boy's
foreskin. Timmy squealed and shivered as he felt his unca's rough tongue
slide across the super sensitive shiny little glans with its tiny piss hole.
Timmy clung to Les's head and let the man suck his cock and balls completely
inside his warm wet mouth; the sensation of wetness and warmth stimulated
the small genitals as he felt Les's tongue questing down his hard little
perineum. Timmy hunched into Les's orifice whimpering softly, as he jiggled
his prick around.

Les lifted the boy up and pulled off his cock and sought out the tiny little
muscle guarding the boy's inner being, his tongue wriggled at the entrance
of the tiny back passage as Timmy squealed and writhed in his strong rough
hands. Les felt the boy's rectum open to his tongue and it almost sucked his
appendage into the sweet hole, the taste of the boy's anus on his searching
tongue sent Les into a frenzy as he licked and wriggled his tongue around in
the tight hole. Timmy wriggled frantically and begging the man to fuck his
ass, Les lowered the boy till his feet reached the bottom of the bath and
said, " Oh Timmy if only I could but you are too small and young for my big
old tool. Maybe in a few years you will be large enough to accept my cock
but until then we can only suck each other."

Timmy pouted and frowned saying, " Unca Les, I can take you now, I've been
practicing for ages with anything I could find to poke up inside me. I
really can take your big cock easily please unca let me try. "

Les shook his grizzled head and said, " No way young Timmy, you are too
small and that is that. In a few years maybe when you are 14 or 15 we can
try but until then please lets just suck one another."

Timmy's cute little face turned sullen then a mischievous gleam lit his
eyes, he said, " Ok unca Les, but I want to sleep with you tonight in your
bed."

Les sighed and agreed that as the boy's parents were away he could safely
sleep with him sharing a bed, he hoped it would take the boy's mind of being
fucked. They had a quick light meal and as they were both tired out after
the exciting day and the salt air they decided on an early night and turned
off the lights climbing up the stairs and throwing themselves into the bed.
Les reached out turned the light out and rolled on his side as Timmy spooned
up against his groin, the cheeky young devil pushed his plump little cheeks
firmly around Les's semi erect tool and began to rub up and down on the
man's penis. Les grasped the boy and withdrew from his cheeks and said, "
Timmy if you don't behave I'll put you to bed in your room, you must stop
teasing me like this."

Timmy stilled and lay there unmoving as Les slowly dozed off to sleep,
exhaustion taking its toll on the old man, Timmy waited until he was snoring
gently then snuggled up against his groin. He softly squeezed his buns on
the flaccid cock and slowly it grew and hardened until it was erect and
throbbing, Les slept on undisturbed and Timmy gently played with his cock.
Timmy felt and played with the burgeoning boner until it was as hard as it
could be then he sucked it and wet it so it was slippery, he grasped it and
held it out as he slowly backed his backside against the knob. He gradually
opened up as the cock slid little by little into his tight muscle, he was
biting his lip and squinting his eyes as the pain increased in proportion to
the amount of penis forced into his very tight anus.

He stopped frequently to allay the pain and to allow his tiny body to accept
and adjust to the massive invasion; he began to have second thoughts that
just maybe he would be split in half by his unca's huge boner. He gritted
his teeth and again decided it was now or waiting till he was much older and
he decided that tonight was the time, the time to have his cherry plucked.
He concentrated and sought to push further onto the hard fat shaft, as he
pushed he heard Les groan, the boy froze in position as he was frightened to
wake the man. He was terrified that Les would awaken and feel his ass hole
wrapped around his cock, the thought of his lover being in a rage over his
behavior was too much for the boy. He lay there motionless as Les moved
slightly and pushed his cock unconsciously into the tight envelope of the
boy's rectum, Timmy quailed under the added pressure as the man's tool
inched a little further into him.

Les stopped moving and grunted then began to snore again as Timmy breathed a
sigh of relief at Les's return to slumber, he lay there still for some
minutes just flexing his elastic ass muscle around the shaft. Every time he
flexed he felt a responding pulse from the penis, it kept the shaft hard and
erect, Timmy inched a little further onto the cock and found that it was
easier than before and he excitedly began to push back harder. Soon he felt
filled to the utmost and was still not against Les's groin. He pulled off
almost completely ejecting the cock then began to slowly push down again,
his tiny prostate surged as the edge of the man's knob massaged it as it
went out then again on it's return.

The boy was reveling in the incredible stimulation as Les's mighty prick
filled the small rectum and colon and was still easing it's bloated way
deeper and deeper inside the boy, stretching and opening his inner being to
new dimensions. Timmy kept edging back on the turgid meat until he finally
felt the tickling as the man's wiry pubic hair started to crush against his
tender chubby ass cheeks. The boy knew he had succeeded in accepting all of
his lover's man meat, a tremendous feat for such a young tender boy. He felt
elated and proud to have embedded and impaled himself completely on the
massive monster, he felt his abdomen to see if he could locate the blunt
knob but it wasn't in evidence.

Timmy laid there his chubby buttocks pushed hard against the hairy groin of
his great uncle; he was savoring the incredible feeling of his internal
organs adjusting to the invasion by the terrific tool. The feeling of being
stuffed was exciting as was his pride at being able to take what was
embedded in his guts. The boy began to wriggle on the penis and hump a
little back and forth, the sensation was so unbelievably erotic that his
little boy orgasm began and his tiny stretched ring was twitching around the
turgid tossle rammed into his bottom.

Les began to stir from the stimulation of his penis and he reached out to
cuddle Timmy to him, then the realization of what was occurring seeped
through his sleep befuddled brain and he realized that Timmy's hot moist
tight guts surrounded his cock. He pushed the boy away causing his tool to
pull back through the boys incredibly stretched ring Timmy squealed in pain
as the cock tore through his rectum to stop with the flared knob locked
inside his little tortured entrance muscle. Les stopped pulling and the boy
pushed back against him sliding the fat heavily veined pole back into his
overstretched tunnel.

Les groaned in pure pleasure feeling the tight muscle caressing his pulsing
cock as the boy pushed back his body swallowing the man's aroused meat. Les
unable to resist the boy's bum pushed forward driving his large spike into
the humid velvet warmth of the boy's small body as Timmy whimpered in pain
and ecstasy. They both began to fuck as Timmy grew used to the action and
soon his little ass ring felt Les's cock stretching him wider as the man
neared climax. Les pulled Timmy closer ramming his ass hard onto his groin,
one hand flat on the boy's lower abdomen. He could feel the boy's small
muscles twitching beneath the smooth silky skin as he fucked him hard and
deep as his cum exploded into the boy's colon. Timmy shrieked and began to
climax at the same time his body thrashing about as his cock tried to fire
off his non-existent cum.

Les continued to hump the boy after his climax finished and only stopped
when his excessively sensitive knob became too tender to continue, Timmy was
like a rag doll his body loosely reacting to the thrusts as Les pounded his
ass. Timmy was almost unconscious from the excessive joy, as so hard the man
he loved more than his parents used his body. Les realized the boy was in
need of a rest and he stopped moving inside the child, they lay there
sweating and exhausted as their breathing slowed and returned to normal.

They lay there joined together as sleep crept over them and they remained so
until the dawn light awoke Timmy as he felt the fat flaccid cock beginning
to grow and swell inside his anus. Les was getting a morning hard on and the
boy was determined to take advantage of the situation as he began to slide
back and forth an inch at a time till the cock was swollen again filling him
completely, the deposit of cum still trapped inside him lubricated the
movement making things slippery and increasing the pleasure of the action.

Les awoke to the feeling of the boy taking him as far into him as he could
then pulling back till the flared knob pulled on his sphincter, Les was
becoming excited and felt his cock expanding till it was as hard as a rock
sliding back and forth in Timmy's incredibly tight love tunnel. It took no
time for the tingling explosion to begin and he felt his body beginning to
tense as his balls began to discharge sending a second huge flood of sperm
into the already cum filled squishy hole. Timmy felt his unca start to erupt
and the man's hand was playing with his little stiffy until he joined Les in
climaxing. Their bodies trembling and bucking as they climbed together to a
tremendous termination as the man arched up with the boy draped over his
body. Les stayed arched on shoulders and heels as he caressed the tight
little body lying on his, the hand feeling the boy's muscles as he climaxed
incessantly.

They collapsed back onto the bed and Timmy lay there as they panted for
oxygen, his legs drooped down the outside of Les's thighs his tight ass hole
jammed on the hot cock inside him. Timmy giggling, farted a moist wet
expulsion of air, his tiny rectum filled with sperm and Les grasped him to
his chest as he sat up and twisted his legs off the bed. Standing up with
the boy's anus wedged on his still embedded cock and waddled to the bathroom
to lift Timmy off his cock and lower him onto the toilet to empty out his
cum filled bowels. The boy relaxed and a huge rush of air followed by the
splattering sound of cum and crap shooting from his still stretched hole.
Timmy giggled happily as he felt his insides crap out the juices from his
tunnel, he said, " Oh unca Les there goes all the babies down the toilet."

Les laughed and Timmy pulled him closer and began to lick the odiferous
penis as he cleaned the sticky mixture of cum and ass juices from the man's
cock. Les stood there arched into the warm mouth enjoying the feeling of the
boy's tongue working about his hardening tool. The boy cleaned his cock till
it glistened with the sweet saliva and his small hand began to stroke the
erect cock, Les pulled away saying, " No Timmy it has nothing left you have
drained my poor old nuggets dry. We'd better get showered and dressed then
have breakfast so we can go to the Siren's Song. "

Timmy nodded and cleaned his sticky ass with toilet paper while Les started
the shower and adjusted the temperature. They were too satiated to play
under the shower but enjoyed washing each other and Les cleaned Timmy's ass
out with his finger coated in soap, the boy's ass was still stretched and he
felt all around in the silky smooth boy fanny causing Timmy to writhe and
sigh in pleasure. The boy looked up at his unca and said proudly, " I took
you unca Les, and you said I couldn't take your cock but I did and I made
you cum inside me."

Les frowned at the boy and said, " Timmy you were very silly to do what you
did, you could have hurt yourself badly taking my cock into your little
body. You are still only a baby boy."

Timmy puffed up and pouted saying, " Unca Les, I'm not a baby boy anymore
I'm 9 years old now. I told you I'd been practicing so I could give you my
bum and now you know I can do it we can do it more times."

Les shook his head in amazement and said, " You are a very determined pig
headed young boy Timmy, and you must take it easy and not push your little
body. "

Timmy looked upset and asked, " Didn't you like my bum unca? I thought you
enjoyed fucking me you came heaps both times."

Les smiled and ruffled his wet hair saying, " Yes I loved it Timmy, you were
an incredibly good sex partner and I loved fucking your sweet little ass."

Timmy said, " So we can do it again tonight then unca? I'd really like you
to I've waited so long to have you in me."

Les walked to the kitchen saying, " Maybe we will see how you feel tonight
you are walking a bit funnily at the moment, is your ass sore?"

Timmy nodded a little then said, " A little bit but it is getting better by
the minute, I'll be ok by tonight."

Les laughed and began to get the breakfast ready; they ate quickly and
cleaned up then got dressed and locked the house setting off for the wharf
by taxi.


We leave this chapter here and will return to the Restoration Part 2 a
little later.