Date: Wed, 1 Jan 2014 08:41:29 -0500 (EST)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Badger's Nook

Badger's Nook

Badger inspired me, showed me what it was all about. He helped me realise
my true sexuality in the gentlest way.
It would have been easy for me just to  be friends with this elderly guy I
met on his allotment digging potatoes. He was  a likeable guy and had a
great big welcoming smile. I felt comfortable with him.  He mollycoddled me and
let me share his coffee flask and sandwiches.
He  invited me to help him dig some spuds if I wanted, and he would give me
some for  the trouble, He said they make great chips.
I guess we started to become  intimate when I dug up this peculiarly shaped
tuba which looked very much like a  penis and two testicles.
Badger laughed and said he'd dug up some carrots  with peculiar shapes but
never a spud like that.
"Let me have a look Pete" he  said and I handed it to him carefully.
I guess it is just the way he smoothed  his rough fingers around its
contours that sparked off something in my mind and  gave me a thrill down under.
"It is about the right size too Pete" he said  clutching it in the palm of
his hand and gently squeezing.
He looked straight  into my eyes in a very suggestive mode and said that it
made him feel quite  horny.
"How could a potato do that" he laughed. "I guess Francis Drake, the  guy
who introduced the spud to Britain knew what he was about huh?"
I nodded.  He must have seen how my face blush and I guess he knew what I
was thinking as  he continued to touch and feel the tuba in his hand.
"I know what you are  thinking Pete" he said and he was right.
"But I am an old man Pete. You are  but twenty or there abouts. Are you
still interested?"
"You are obviously not  that old, that you don't appreciate it, the way
you handle that spud" I  said.
"Well how about you letting me hold something else to spur this old man  on
huh?"
"You are the age you feel" I said feeling suddenly besotted by  Badger. It
seemed natural to let him feel me. Spurred by the way he was feeling  that
spud.
"Come inside my potting shed , Badgers nook I call it, so we can  do this
in private Pete"
And I agreed. The bulge in my jeans was already  significant and generated
a very strong urge in me, just the experience of this  lovely old guy
feeling me like he did..
No one had ever done that before. It  was a first. I had complications
about my sexual leaning and at times wondered  which side I was. I had been with
a couple of girls but when it came to  petting,  the initial urge depleted
and I was like putty in their hand. But  with Badger it was so different and
I felt an urge so strong, so big and so  stiff that I had only encountered
before when masturbating myself.
It all  started to make since, those images in my mind which inspired me to
climax. They  were not images of females at all but something in-between.
Now, inside the  potting shed; Badger enthusiastically pulled my jeans down
to my knees, his  breathing  was heavy and his eyes glassy, I realised my
true sexuality.
It seemed quite normal to just stand there, legs apart and enjoy what dear
Badger was doing to me.
"It feels good" he breathed and started sniffing me  there. "I have always
had secrete fantasies of being with a young guy like you"  he said.
I felt a little shy and embarrassed realising I was a little stinky  and
sweaty after helping him with the dig. But he didn't seem to mind. In fact  he
seemed to relish it, the way he started to lick me.
I had never been  licked before. It felt so nice and warm. It was lovely.
Badger knew exactly what  thrilled me. He licked my balls to as he bunched
them carefully in his big hand,  licking and sniffing me there.
I wanted more, I just didn't want him to stop.  It was so lovely and I felt
on top of the world. At that moment I would have  done anything he wanted
of me. He really got me going big time.
And he knew  it; the grunt and moan in his throat told me so. For an old
guy Badger still had  it.
I had this odd feeling that I wanted to be subservient to him; I wanted
him to master me and control me.
This was another first time feeling. I had  never felt that way before.
Badger was bringing out all sorts of wonderful new  things I never knew about
myself.
That first time alone with Badger was like  a new door was opening in my
life. I simply closed my eyes and let him enjoy me.  It was so good to know I
was giving this lovely old guy some joy and happiness  in his late years.
"Something I have wanted to do before I die" he said and I  shall always
remember those words forever.
Eventually he had me stripped down  to nothing, he asked me to lie on a
bench, made it comfortable for me by putting  down some cushions. It felt warm
and cosy; I recall the earthy smell and the  scent of onions hanging to dry.
His pleasure was simple. I could see the lust  in his eyes as he stroked
and teased me all over, occasionally prompting me to  lay on my side and then
my front.
Who would have thought being with an old  guy could be so good. I felt him
stroke my butt, my back, my thighs and bunching  my balls from the rear
between the gap in my thighs. That was especially  nice.
Everything was nice and new, what Badger was doing to me.
"I think  you are really growing on me Pete" he whispered with so much
feeling that I knew  this was going to be a committed relationship and not
simply a casual one time  stand. I had already adapted myself to that. Why not?
He was happy and so was  I.  I was more than happy. It felt like heaven on
earth what he was doing  with me. And I wanted it to build. I wanted to do
things to him too.
I  reached out a hand to him as he stood there massaging me, his fingers
beginning  to explore between my buttocks which was heaven.
I found his crotch, warm and  inviting. He opened a little for me, a signal
to encourage me and I felt him  start to grow hard in his trousers. It was
fine; He was bigger than I  anticipated, much bigger.
"Unzip if you like Pete" he muttered as his gentle  fingers discovered my
secret passage, (his words) and it was nice hearing him  moisten  his
fingers to smooth his touch as he started to rim me so gently,  but so wonderfully.
That stirred me more than anything before; the feel if  his fingers playing
with me, stretching and gently
poking. For the first time  I felt I wanted something to penetrate me
there. I knew what for so long had  been frustrating me. Now I knew what I
wanted. I hoped Badger would do it for  me, he was going the right way about it
and I anticipated he would want to do it  with me all the way. But for now I
enjoyed the feel of his touch and my feel of  his freshly exposed cock which
felt so nice and firm in my hand.
"That feels  good" he muttered as I gently squeezed it. It felt so warm
and passive  and  he adjusted his trousers so I could reach his balls too.
We just enjoyed each  other awhile, teasing and discovering. I closed my
eyes and felt a warmth so  very sensual and wonderful where Badger had been
manipulating my cock. I opened  my eyes and glanced down to see his mouth
enclosing me inside. I laid there,  with his cock still firmly in my hold, and
took in this new and wonderful oral  extravaganza.
I watched his head bob up and down as the intensity of his suck  grew. He
was enjoying it so much; I was thinking what had I been missing seeing  his
cock squeezed in my hand. I decided to go for it. It would be so nice to
mutually suck each other. At first I gingerly licked it. I tasted its earthy
pungency. It wasn't bad at all and I was instantly tempted to take it into my
 mouth, the same as he was doing with mine, and suck it.
It was no mean task.  It was big and the girth was even bigger as he seemed
to urge me to take him  into my mouth deeper. But he was doing that to me,
I saw that, his mouth  tightened around the girth and it was heaven on
earth, I was almost gagging but  found a way to pause, take a breath and suck him
in again, Then do like he was  doing; sucking and  releasing and it was
fine.
He delivered first. Being  a novice I quickly pulled back when he summoned
me. His spurt was substantial  and I felt it drip down over my chest.  Now
it was my turn and I was soon  there. No messing with Badger though, I was
amazed how he sucked all into his  mouth and swallowed. I felt guilty I had
not done the same and  apologised..
He relaxed on an old chair clutching himself and looked very  happy and
gratified.
One thing at a time Pete" he said smiling;" Perhaps next  time, there will
be a next time wont there Pete?"
"I want that Badger, You  don't know how I want that" and I explained how
I felt and how he had really  brought me out
"Maybe next Wednesday then Pete" he suggested. It was a long  time to
wait, six whole days but it was worth it.
"You had better know though  Pete, I will want your ass!" and he smiled.
I paused and watched him eyeball  me down there, I swivelled a bit for him
to get a better view.
"Perhaps then  we had better make it Sunday" he added.
I was thinking that was only three  days to wait. I really wanted to be all
ass for him. That lovely old guy who had  worked wonders for me.
Can't wait till Sunday...