Date: Mon, 23 Nov 2015 03:54:20 +0000
From: "george Robinson (via Google Docs)" <gar7028@gmail.com>
Subject: nightmare or realilty ch1

This is a story of fiction, the characters and places are in the author's
imagination. This story takes place pre 1967 in the uk when homosexuality
was illegal.

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			   Nightmare or reality



Alan was a 25 year old married guy and worked for a very large retail
company.  This company had department stores and various other size shops
scattered all over the country.  Alan was a delivery driver and he had a
sidekick in the form of Terry. Terry was a 17 year old that lived only a
few doors from Alan and it was Alan that had gotten the job for Terry. It
was customary for the driver of this company's vehicles to learn his
sidekick to drive when he was old enough and had the appropriate licence,
and this is what Alan was doing with Terry. Terry drove everywhere.  The
guys were based at a large department store, but part of their duties was
to deliver from a few small shops that were located in hamlets and villages
up on the moors. On the days they were delivering from these shops they
just took their time as there was usually very little to deliver apart from
the odd parcel to a farm or smallholding. They would just goof around, play
truth or dare or just take the van to a secluded spot they'd discovered and
sun bathe.

One day, whilst on the moor run Terry suddenly stopped the van at the side
of the road. "  I have a dare for you al " said Terry.  " oh and what would
that be" said Alan with a smile all over his face. He knew that Terry could
always think up some good dares and he looked upon such dare's as a
challenge. " right get naked and go over to that sculpture and pretend to
fuck it" said Terry. The sculpture in question used to be a fallen tree
with only about four foot of it actually showing as the rest was concealed
in the bushes.  Someone had taken the time to carve it to resemble a
sheep. They had ever given it a coat of white paint and from a distance it
looked like a sheep peering into the bushes. Not wanting to forfeit the
dare, Alan quickly stripped and ran over the road to the sheep like object.
He mounted the sculpture and pretended to fuck it.  He could hear Terry
laughing back in the van although he couldn't see him.  A very bright sun
that was sitting low in the sky behind the van made it impossible to see
the van properly and absolutely nothing inside the van.  As he headed back
to the van he heard Terry shout " dare you to stand in the middle of the
road and wank yourself till you cum" Being a daredevil, he started wanking
like there was no tomorrow culminating in several ropes of spunk shooting
onto the road.

He walked back to the van and dressed just as quickly as he had undressed.

Next morning, as usual, Terry knocked on Alan's door, Alan gave his wife a
kiss and they headed for the garage to pick up the van.  When they got to
the store,they loaded the supplies that a small shops had requested.  After
a cup of coffee in the staff canteen they were off to the moors. After they
had completed the few delivers that there was they decided to head for
their secluded spot for some sunbathing. When they approached the
sculpture, Terry pulled up and turned the engine off.  " you're not going
to dare me to fuck that thing again..are you" said Alan.  " Not sure "
replied Terry.  As he finished speaking he handed Alan several A4 size
photographs.  Alan sat.stunned at what he was seeing.  Images of him
fucking a sheep and wanking in the middle of the road.  Just as he was
about to explode into absolute fury, Terry said " Before you do something
you'll regret, you need to listen very carefully to what I have to say.
You know just like all the street, that I am very good at my hobby of
photography and. as a result I have made a lot of friends so before you
beat me up you should know that I have made plans should anything happen to
me.  I've planned this with a great deal of care and should anything happen
to me or I give the word, your wife and the police will get copies of the
photos.  I know your wife. She'll be so disgusted that she'll divorce you,
and the police....well being queer is illegal....don't know what they would
think of a guy spunking up, naked, in the middle of a road". " What do you
fucking want you little creep" screamed Alan. " First thing ..apologize for
calling me a little creep or else.I'm waiting!!!!! screamed Terry. After
only a few seconds Alan said in a calm low voice " I'm sorry..why are you
doing this to me" " Because I fucking can and you won't know because your a
straight guy, but homo's like me...Oh yes...I'm a queer...we struggle to
find sex at times...we have to be so careful when talking about are sexual
needs....so now I don't have to be careful I have you!!......or do I ruin
your fucking life... the fucking choice is yours prick!!!!. You know me
Alan.. you know I'll fucking do it.". " ok what do you want" said Alan.. "
get fucking naked now!!! "screamed Terry. Alan stripped his clothes off as
ordered.. "now get around this side of the van and suck my fucking
cock... like now!!!!!  Jason paused at the order only to have Terry scream
"NOW!!!!!!!!!. Jason jumped out of the van and dashed around to the
driver's side to find Terry sitting with his feet dangling outside the van
and his jeans opened sufficiently to expose his enormous cock and balls.  "
Now start fucking sucking Jay...and make it good" ordered Terry. Jason
encircled Terry's cock with his mouth and started to suck the tip. he
continued to suck the tip until ordered to suck all of it, right down to
the pubs.  After a short while, Terry suddenly withdrew his tool and wanked
furiously hoving over Jason's face. In no time spunk was assaulted Jason's
eyes,running down his nose and onto his lips and mouth.  " there" said an
exhausted Terry " you can wear that until I tell you otherwise and you will
lick your lips and swallow my cum". Terry ordered Jason back into the van
and proceeded to the secluded spot as originally planned. To get to this
spot you had to open a five bar gate, drive about ¼ mile up a dirt track
and park behind a small copse which was sufficient to hide you from the
road.  On reaching the five bar gate, Terry screamed at Jay " Well open the
fucking gate...it's not going to open it's fucking self and close it when
I'm through.  Jason got out of the van and opened the gate only for Terry
to drive straight up the dirt track at speed leaving Jay to close the gate
and start running after the van. He found it difficult as he had no
footwear on and the track was pitted with sharp stones etc.  When Jay
finally got to the parked van, Terry was sitting on a large boulder
overlooking a valley. "Ah.. you finally got here....you can start cleaning
the van...you know where the clothes are...now get fucking to it!!!!"
screamed Terry. Jay, realizing that it was pointless and dodgy to argue
proceeded to clean the van.  "can't reach the roof Terry" Jay bleated.
"Then fucking climb up you thick shit" exclaimed Terry. Jason clambered up
onto the roof of the van which was about 11 feet from roof to
ground.. Terry was clearly going to give no quarter and not only was sex on
the table but humiliation as well.  The day passed and it was time to head
home.  Terry drove the van to the gate having first instructed Jay to
follow the van and keep up with it. Needless to say, Terry drove just that
little quicker that Jay could actually manage because of his bare feet. Jay
quickly opened the gate and Terry drove onto the road and stopped while
Jason closed the gate.  As Jay came around to get in the van, Terry shot
off about 100 yards down the road. He did this several times, making Jay
run after the van. It also made Jay feel pretty silly but he could do
nothing about it.  Terry finally relented and allowed Jay to get in the
van, but only because a tractor was approaching.  Jay reached for his
clothes but was quickly rebuked.  " what the fuck do you think you're
doing....did I tell you to get fucking dressed....Nooooooo!!!!!!! screamed
Terry.  He had driven a mile or two when he said to Jay " Right now you can
get dressed ...give me your underwear" Jay handed Terry his underwear and
was shocked when Terry threw them out of the window.  " From now on you
will never wear underwear again...One exception...at night I know you go in
the bath and relax with only your boxer shorts on...that I will
allow... From now on you will only wear a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a t
shirt....no socks and only trainers...that is Tracksuit bottoms,t shirt and
trainers...that way you can be starkers in seconds" It was 6.30pm and Jays
doorbell rang. He wasn't expecting anyone. He was relaxing and watching a
football match on tv. Friday night was his wife's bingo night.  He opened
the door only to have Terry push past him.  "close the fucking door and get
those boxers off" he exclaimed.  Jay was just about to complain when Terry
yelled " Get the fucking boxers off now!!!!!!!.  Jay dropped his shorts to
the floor and stepped out of them.  Right" said Terry " I want some photos
of you....I'll explain why after" He proceeded to set up his camera and
tripod, carefully positioning it so Jason's face would be in full view but
only his own cock would be seen.  Terry fiddled with his camera then stood
in front of Jay while dropping his pants.  " start sucking my cock now and
be quick about it.  Jay sucked Terry's cock, when suddenly Terry grabbed
the back of Jay's hair and pushed his cock deep inside Jay's mouth.  He
exploded with several ropes of spunk down Jay's tortured throat and
withdrew to deposit the last few on Jay's face.  Terry then pulled his
pants up, slapped Jay fairly hard across the face and said " see you in the
morning...Oh and by the way...don't ever fake an illness to escape me...the
consequences would be dire for you. At that he packed up his gear and left.

Next morning, as usual, Terry knocked on Jay's door, Jay kissed his wife
and they left in Jay's car for work. When they had turned the corner Terry
told Jay to stop. " t shirt off and trackies down...Just checking that your
following orders. Jay instantly dropped his pants and removed his shirt.
He was naked as a jaybird.  "Now I bet you want to see the photos off last
night..well do you" exclaimed Terry.  "yes of course I do" answered Jay.
Terry rummaged in his haversack and produced 6 A4 photos. " well what do
you think...these photos are really incriminating....There's you with a
man's cock in your mouth and your three year old little bastard
watching...if that doesn't get you a jail cell nothing will.... .I.ve
destroyed the first photos...don't need them now..and I have no doubt you
destroyed your copies. From now on you will do anything I fucking tell you
or you'll go to fucking jail, assuming your wife hasn't stuck a fucking
knife in you first....Oh and when I say anything I fucking mean anything".