Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2009 18:01:11 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Green Eyes Softly Part 1

What to do, what to do?  And I wasn't the only one in this predicament, of
that I was certain for gossip abounded and so far nothing I'd heard
indicated anything other than abject failure on the part of those other
aspirants, this nut was proving too tough for even the most persistent -
and bit by bit they gave in.  Ostensibly, I too had withdrawn from the
ring, in reality I'd only just begun the chase, neither had I given him the
slightest indication of my interest instead holding aloof, amiable - yet
neutral, letting others make the running while he, on the defensive,
withdrew to shun such approaches.  I meanwhile studied my prey - oh so
carefully.  Physically he is easily described, a boy of fourteen, well
built whose graceful coltish legs displayed not a trace of hair, glimpsed
in the showers he was tantalisingly sensuous, then there was his
colouring...... flame red hair and with it - most unusual of all, a perfect
creamy complexion - sulky pouting lips often slightly parted perfectly
complimented this combination and with those brilliant green eyes.  He was
radiant....and unfortunately perhaps for him - he radiated sex appeal too,
everything about him screamed his availability, a glimpse of buttock, a
long leg displayed, these would suffice to ignite ambition, thoughts of
torrid sex acts involving the unsuspecting boy would overwhelm many who -
carried away would rashly importune - only to meet with firm rebuff.  His
character, now that was a difficult one, parents obviously strict and known
to be of the Methodist persuasion, diligence, probity, all manner of
admirable character traits had been instilled into the boy yet he appeared
never to laugh, smile much or share a joke, for him chapel wasn't a chore,
nor was anyone close to him.

Don't get the impression that I was immune, very far from it for often when
masturbating it was the vision of his sweet face alone that would tip me
over the edge yet, what to do? Unexpectedly a possible opening appeared,
the Inter House cross country event was coming up, it was decided that our
more promising juniors should begin supervised training and that I would do
as well as anyone else, relatively senior and reasonably proficient at long
distance I found myself shepherding a little group over the South Downs,
gamely stragglers persevered and it became a regular routine - not that I
minded in the least for among my puffing charges was a willowy youngster
whose long graceful legs and jiggling buttocks now became the focus of my
attention.  They were a mixed group, a couple of the boys were worthy of
attention too, in fact both had at various times permitted "intimacy" to
our mutual satisfaction and they little devils would blatantly flirt,
shorts would be rolled up as high as nature permitted and now showing
inordinate amounts of leg, buttocks would wiggle saucily for my benefit.
Nice, but not what I was after, oh no.  So it was that disaster struck, for
some reason the slender red head was making heavy weather of things, now he
was falling behind and as we slowed it became obvious that he needed
attention and concerned we formed a group around him where he now rested,
teeth clenched as he spammed.  Cramp, so simple a complaint yet one of the
most debilitating to affect a runner, it was useless to carry on of course,
the finish was a mere half mile ahead though and it would be no problem for
the survivors to continue unshepherded for that distance but I, I would
have to remain with my charge until fit to resume.  Briefly I gave
instructions and knowing smirks exchanged the little group began to saunter
on their way, not before however one little devil turning with finger and
thumb encircled, lewdly jiggled his index finger through the resulting
aperture - and departed giggling!

Peace returned to the field and with my support we moved to a patch of
grass among the bushes where, still clenching and unclenching fingers he
lay as his calf muscle continued to spasm.  Now, as he pointed to the
source of the problem it was a natural reaction for me to place my hand
beneath his leg and proceed to massage it, so I sat there a smooth leg
cradled in one hand and slim ankle clasped in the other as the poor boy
gasped, suddenly my mind cleared and I realised the implications, here I
was running my hand up and down this beautiful little boy's leg, true he
was in no condition to object....but it was rather nice wasn't it?  Very
nice, I felt my erection begin so patiently I sat intent upon my patient,
hand now moving higher, back again, then up to behind his knee before
descending, reassuringly I smiled as with green eyes now wide open he gazed
back, hands edged higher and the strokes became a caress as I noticed - he
no longer spas med.  Again I gazed back at him and now he lay relaxed, eyes
closed, chest gently heaving.  Cautiously my hand reached higher, higher,
now at the edge of his shorts my fingers spread, paused their journey to
briefly caress the angel's smooth thigh and then began to reach up, up into
the boy's warmth.  Now I paused then hardly daring to breath let my fingers
seek - joy - there he was, now semi erect I felt the sparsely haired mound
beneath, gently I slid fingers up and down the smooth fleshed shaft and
felt it firming, now I gently began to caress and fondle until...his first
words

"No, I mustn't, I mustn't, it's wrong....wrong, no, please...... please,
no, don't, I don't want you to....want you to.... want you.... want you
to....I want you to...." and he trailed away

Looking down, his legs began to move, slowly oh so slowly as I fondled the
now rigid penis, his thighs parted, wider and wider he spread those long
slim legs, looking up, eyes still closed his lovely full lips were bared
above slightly parted teeth through which little breaths now came..we had
little time, gripping the waist band I began to pull while to my amazement
hips were raised to assist, soon before me lay a half naked beauty who with
eyes still closed began

"Do something to me, please do something, I want to....I want
to...please..."

and his hips began to lift and thrust.  There was obvious need here so
fondly grasping his rigid penis, with all my skill I began to pleasure him,
firmly but gently I slid fingers up and down then with free hand began to
softly finger the tip as with the other I worked upon the treasure, he now
tells me that this was the first time he'd experienced such pleasure,
hitherto wet dreams had sufficed as the lonely boy's outlet so now - he
found himself being transported to sensations beyond his imagining.  He was
nearing the end so, by way of finale and to indulge myself too, I bent down
and fondly, fondly taking the glistening tip between avid lips, I began to
suck and swallow.  Hips wildly jerked and came the gasping cries

Oh, oh, I never knew, never .... never....thank you, thank you.....OHhhh!!

An astonishing amount of fluid filled my mouth as bemused I watched the
bewitching boy slowly subside, amazed at events I sat gazing in admiration,
as penis slowly subsiding he began to come to terms with what had happened,
anxiously he glanced up at me but seeing my reassuring smile he began to
relax, gently I ran my hands up and down that wonderful body and

"Come on, we'd better get you back, lets tidy you up?"

Silently accepting my help, again he glanced at me uncertainly so reaching
out with arm around slim waist I pulled him to me in a brief cuddle, eyes
widening he stepped back, and I got a timid smile...his first!  So at a
gentle trot we made our way to the finish, there waited the young reception
committee who seeing the expression on his face and rapidly assessing the
situation began their ribald questions

"What were the bushes like...you left your pants behind! I'm having the
cramps next time!" and other similar witticisms.  Suddenly amazingly,
incredulous I heard the angel say it

"You're just jealous!"

Well, of course that did it, the little group of hecklers stood open
mouthed, no one, no one had ever seriously imagined he would admit to
anything -- up until now they'd only had their suspicions so this
was...earthshaking stuff to them. So, now in awe the questions began

"Did you really....hey, how did you like it? and so forth

I myself was somewhat stunned, with just about everybody out to enter his
pants I had somehow and without trying, hit the jackpot.  Word soon got
around of course, envious glances, muttered congratulations all went with
the territory, useless to deny but neither did I elaborate or provide
details.  As for the other party....well there appeared to be welcome spin
offs for him, once it became clear that the unimaginable had occurred,
pressures eased upon him since convention deemed it extremely bad manners
to trespass upon another's territory, particularly if that someone occupied
a relatively senior position.....so it was that the little wonder now
looked up to me as...protector, what you will...and nothing apart from that
brief incident had yet occurred between us!