Date: Sun, 7 Dec 2008 20:06:24 -0800 (PST)
From: lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca
Subject: Yes Sir, I Am - part 2

Yes sir, I am (part 2)
By Parkstranger

The same old time beaten warnings still apply -- if you are
underage.... etc., etc.

Why I came to wish I had never met this man? I gave myself to him over and
over and he continued to take me over and over. I had never met anyone like
this. We first met at somewhere between 9 and 10 in the morning and it was
now around 3 in the afternoon and the only thing that changed was our
location as now we were parked down some secluded dirt trail down near the
river and he had me on a blanket in a grassy meadow with a my legs spread
wide fucking me for the fourth time that day only this time in what is
known as the `missionary' position. I don't know why it's called
"missionary" or is this the way the missionaries do it? Well anyway he's
done me now in almost every other position why not like this? It's like
he's afraid he'll never get another chance to fuck young fresh meat ever
again. I have already given my body to him and he has had me on my knees
for him getting him `up' so he could fuck me again and I've admitted to him
that, yes sir, I am and I am everything he seems to want right now.

I feel like I'm in a one man gangbang that is finally coming to an end as
by now I know when he's getting ready to cum yet again.  I can feel him as
he's beginning to pump his cock into me faster and his breathing id getting
shorter and this time I can see the look of pleasure on his face as he
builds to his climax. I am fucking him back just as hard as he's fucking me
hoping for him to cum as he has now pretty much fucked me out and I'm
beginning to really tire out. He unloaded in me again but not with quite
the volume he had before.  As he collapsed on me in exhaustion after, he
kept me wrapped in his arms and continued to whisper in my ear how that he
wanted to see me again. I said, "You have had me in every way you wanted me
today."  "How much more can you want?"  He said, "I have a couple of
friends I'd like to introduce you to." "Have you ever been with more than
one man before?"  I had my legs together trying to stop the flow of cum
running down my ass but it wasn't helping much as I had so much of his cum
in me now. As he was getting dressed and ready to leave and after I had
agreed to see him again and yes, I also agreed to `entertain' his friends
as he put it in two days time at his place, he got in his car and left. I
was up and walking naked towards the river to take a dip and try to get
somewhat cleaned up before I got dressed and head home when I started to
remember my first time with more than one man when I was still only
thirteen.

He was a friend of my uncles who was the town barber even though he was in
his early 70's he still barbered five days a week and had cut my hair many
times in the past. I guess my uncle had told him because he suddenly became
very friendly towards me and although it took me a while to catch on I did
eventually become aware of the attention he was suddenly showing towards
me. I actually like my hair kind of longer with the curls and waves flowing
out and down my back but I did like it to be trimmed up underneath and the
sideburns kept up and he knew how I liked it and as I was walking by one
day he stepped out of his shop and told me to come around and see him next
day at 5 and he would give me a trim `on the house.' By now I sort of
suspected his intentions but that was okay because I knew I wanted it
too. As a matter of fact now I really wanted it to happen. It was like all
I could think about anymore being with a man again I just needed it and
wanted to feel that feeling again and give someone pleasure again. And I
wanted to be touched and felt again and I was getting hard all the time
thinking about these things.

And so the next day at close to the five o'clock appointment, there I was
strolling down the street in my sexiest pair of baggy silk shorts and a
v-neck t-shirt that was very stretchy with absolutely nothing underneath. I
even walked a little sexy I thought as I let my nice bum cheeks sway freely
in my loose silk shorts even then knowing that I was starting to turn some
heads with my supple like ass and legs. I was gaining admirers I knew
because I now was learning to recognize the tell tale looks I was
getting. I guess I always was a bit of an exhibitionist and even had some
voyeurism in me but didn't know the word until years later.

Mr. C (the barber) quickly closed his shop door and put the `closed' sign
up when I walked in. As I sat down in his barber chair, I was surprised to
see another older gentleman sitting there across the way. He just sort of
stared at me as Mr. C draped the barbers bib around me but just as he did
he said to me, "I think maybe to save you from getting hair down your
shirt, we should just take your shirt off, okay?" I just kind of shrugged
and nodded okay and lifted up my arms as he slid my shirt up and off. The
bib came up to my neck and attached around the back and then he went to
work trimming up under my hair all the while his hand was running through
my hair almost caressing me. I just relaxed and let him do what he
wanted. I could feel how soft and gentle his hands were and I could also
feel myself starting to react to his soft hands. The other man then moved
over to sit just to my right and was only about a foot or so from me now
but still sort of staring at me. As soon as Mr. C finished my trim he put
his barber stuff away and then came back and stood behind me and lowered
the chair back so I was almost lying flat on my back.

The old gentleman beside me started to lean towards me and Mr. C started
talking to me about things as his hands were rubbing up and down my bare
arms and then under the bib on my bare tummy. He was telling me how my
uncle had told him about being with me and had even shown them both some
pictures of me. I got a little embarrassed when he said that as I didn't
know uncle had shown anybody those pictures he took of me but I now knew
for sure why I was here. And I was glad and happy about it because his
hands were so soft and felt so good on me. Soon I felt another hand on my
leg and rubbing and feeling me up in between my legs up the inside and
running up from my knee up to the top of my shorts and even inside. I
reached up and put my arms over my head and let my hands feel Mr. C's cock
but just on the outside of his pants. As I did this I could feel my own
shorts being tugged down my legs as the other man was now standing in front
of me and pulling them down and off me. Then Mr. C pulled the Velcro thing
on the bib and it fell down and off me and I was now naked in front of two
men who I knew where going to have their way with me and I knew I was going
to let them. But now I was so horny and was getting felt all over by two
men and now so quickly the man in front of me had my legs spread and had
both of his hands under my bum and with two strong hands was griping and
needing my cheeks as he went down and started sucking my cock and at the
same time again his hand would leave my ass cheek and begin probing my boy
cunt with something slippery. And when he entered me I came in his
mouth. It was like I lost all control and just started cuming in him. And
all this time Mr. C was feeling me all up and down my tummy and body as he
gently talked to me getting me to say `yes' to everything he said.

It was Mr. C the barber who fucked me first in the barber chair that day
then his friend did me. They both rested for maybe about a half hour or so
then had me suck each of them until they were hard again. Then they both
fucked me again and they both cum in me twice that day or by then it was
that night. I left the barber shop at about 8:30 that night a very fucked
boy. And that was my first twosome that eventually became a moresome.

So no, when the man who fucked me in my car then on the blanket that day
didn't know it but I had been gangbanged many times before he got me to
agree to meet with him and his friends in two days time. And, although it
had been awhile, I was looking forward to it again.

To my friends -- this was short and hopefully sweet. I am going to be away
for a while so it will be 09 before you will likely hear from me
again. However, I will check my emails etc so if you liked it, I will carry
on but not in this story as I'm not a huge fan anymore of writing direct
(or ongoing) stories. I like to do short stories so if you see a new story
pop up on the sight, just check and see if it is written by:

Parkstranger
lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca

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