Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2011 15:49:37 +0000
From: Grant Perkins <perkinsg1@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Jack and the beast Pt 2

Disclaimer: This story is based in the imaginative mind of the author and
is a work of fiction. The story describes sexual acts that may be offensive
or immoral to you. If this is the case, or its presentation in your
country/state is illegal then do not read it. Copyright retained by the
author.


From Part 1

"I have a better idea about sleeping. Why don't you snuggle down in my bed
with me tonight then we can keep each other company -- would you like that
Sandy?"  I agreed, of course!

Chapter 3

I had no night clothes other than in my backpack which we had put in the
`beast'(his motorhome) and I wasn't going to go wandering around outside
fetching it. After all, Jack had not only seen me naked but actually wanked
me off so he wouldn't be upset by finding me in his bed without any night
clothes, would he?  I dried off and went through to his bedroom and climbed
into his bed to await his return. Jack turned off the light in the bathroom
and came to stand nude by the bed and looked down at my naked body.

"You just have to be the most beautiful boy I have ever seen Sandy. I have
been dreaming of this day, being able to lie naked with you in bed.  It's
years since we first did that when you were four."  He said.

"I don't remember that Jack!"  I exclaimed as he lay down beside me with
our bodies touching.  He put his arms around me and rolled me on top of him
with him on his back.  I could feel the warmth of his body and just loved
the close naked sexy feeling of our two cocks against each other. Mine
would certainly get hard very quickly I thought, lying on top of him and
our two bodies pressed together.

"Yes."  Jack went on. "I was staying with your parents and they had gone
out for dinner and I had volunteered to look after you. I thought you were
asleep, but you toddled into my bedroom naked saying it was too hot and you
couldn't sleep. I had no night clothes on so I said for you to come onto
bed with me.  You didn't hesitate and you got onto bed alongside me turning
towards me you put your arms around my neck.  I did just what I did to you
just now and rolled onto may back pulling you onto my stomach.  You said
you were glad I was sitting for you and you were much cooler now."

"Then what did you do Jack."  I asked.

"I just loved you being there and couldn't resist asking for a kiss.  You
just put your lips on mine and left them there.  Despite you being very
young it felt so sexy you lying naked on top of me kissing me and I'm
afraid I got an erection. I think you were about 3 or 4 then" I
remarked. "You mean like now!"

"Well you have to agree -- seeing as how you have one too you beautiful boy
-- it is a bit cool pressed together like this."  He said and put a hand
gently on each side of my head and drew it down so he could kiss me. His
tongue slipped between my lips which was surprising at first but soon it
just added to my pleasure. When he released me I didn't want to break the
kiss but he eased my head away and said.

"Do you want to cum again Sandy darling boy?"

"Yes, I always want to cum and I bet you do too."  I replied.  He said to
sit up and slide forward onto his chest. While I did that he pulled two
pillows under his head and so I saw we were ideally positioned for him to
take my cock into his mouth -- which he did.

"That was neat Jack, but how do I wank you off, I can't reach."

"You can do me after you cum Sandy, just close your eyes and enjoy."  He
said.  I did both and in far too short a time had a terrific cum.  When I
had recovered I snaked around backwards and fell on his great thick stiff
cock, my legs down on either side of his chest. As I took cock in my mouth
and pushed his foreskin to expose the knob, I felt Jack begin to kiss my
buttocks and to stroke them with his hands.  Then I felt him gently pull
them apart and suddenly felt a warm wind caress my little arse hole. I was
deliciously sexy. As I worked on his red knob I felt him lean a little
forward and then a warm wet tongue just touched my arse hole. The feeling
was out of this world and I had to concentrate on what I was doing to get
him off. As he licked around my hole -- I was glad I had soaped it up well
in the shower -- I knew he couldn't be far away from cumming. He was
lifting his arse to meet my down strokes by now and then I knew he was very
close.  I put finger and thumb at the base of his cock and rapidly wanked
up and down. Then his tool became ridged and I felt his tongue push hard at
my arse hole while he unloaded into my mouth. I swallowed to keep pace and
after five or six strong spurts I felt his tongue push in and out of my
bottom until I couldn't take any more stimulation. My tool flexed between
our tummies and I came once again.

We had showered and had a very early breakfast by 6 am that first
morning. I loaded the last of my clothes into the `beast' while my uncle
finished packing his kit and all the remaining food into the freezer in the
`beast'. When all was aboard I took my luxurious padded leather seat next
to the driver and admired all the controls and gadgets stretched out across
the facia.  There was a big screen in the centre where one could play a DVD
and also for showing the sat-nav for the whole of Europe. He pulled the big
outfit out onto a deserted road and started our drive down to the port and
the ferry to France.

The journey was remarkably quick although we stopped for lunch for a while
and then on to the ferry port with half an hour to spare. We took the
opportunity while we were waiting to sort out stuff that we had just dumped
on the floor.

Jack said. "Well youngster we are on our way -- you excited?"  I said it
might not be cool but, yes, I was super-excited and it looked as if we
should have fun over the next few weeks.

"Where do you want to put your sleeping bag Sandy; up on the fixed bed with
me or on the bunk amidships. The choice is entirely yours you know."  He
asked.

"You have to be joking Jack!" I remarked. "I intend to come up onto the
fixed bed with you and there is no way you could stop me. We had good fun
last night and I want to do it again tonight.  If, of course, you want us
to."

He grinned at me and leaned across and kissed me right on the lips.
"That's what I wanted to hear you randy-Sandy boy and if we weren't about
to have to drive onto a ferry I should insist that you took all your
clothes off so I could start on you again!"

Shortly, the announcement came over the tannoy and we joined a line of
trucks waiting to be parked in the lower deck. It didn't take long before
we were settled in with the other monster goods trucks and went up on deck
to watch our departure from the terminal. By now it was mid-afternoon and I
knew that Jack had booked a place on a camp site some 100 km into France.

Disembarkation and the subsequent drive took us three or so hours and we
were glad to position ourselves on a nice pitch between hedges at the
chosen camp site deep in central France.  There was electric power and a
water hose to connect and it was going to be my job in future so I stood by
Jack as he wound out the electric cable and fixed on the water hose.

All was sorted out and Jack showed how one side of the lounge would move
out sideways by hydraulics to double the size of our lounge.  It was a
truly cool outfit and we noticed various fellow campers taking an interest
in it. We sat opposite each other and grinned with pleasure.

"This is a bit of all right isn't it Sandy."  Jack said and I had to agree.
"They advertise that they have a swimming pool here, would you like to have
a swim Sandy?"  He asked.

 I agreed and he said to get into my swim suit before we left.  He would
make contact with the camp people to fix payment and so on, while I went
swimming and then he would join me. I stood up and dropped my shorts and
boxers and pulled my shirt over my head. It stuck as I had forgotten to
un-button the neck. I asked Jack to do it for me.  He came across and
holding the shirt over my head and started, not to undo the buttons, but to
fondle my small soft cock and burgeoning ball sack.

"Now I have you laddy." He said with a mock menacing voice. "You are under
my power now and I shall do what I want with you.!"

"No no." I said. "Do not hurt me master, I am at your mercy and will have
to do anything you order." I started to giggle.

"Then take hold of the shirt and keep it over your head while I have my way
with you; you beautiful boy."

I felt him move his hands down my chest and around to my back and down over
my bottom. He gently squeezed my buttocks and then I felt his hands move
around my hips and towards my cock. I guessed he was now kneeling as I felt
his warm breath on my tummy.  Knowing how he loved to fondle my cock I knew
my tool was going to get erect and ready for action. His hot breath was now
on the underside of my penis and then his tongue started licking the
underside from root to tip and then back.  He returned his hands to my
bottom and held me while he licked under and around my balls. It was so
sexy having my shirt over my head and not knowing what he would do next.

He then engulfed my cock in his mouth and began to probe my foreskin. He
had done this last night and by now he was able to retract it a little and
his tongue took advantage of being able to reach the sensitive skin on the
head.  I knew it would bring me to orgasm and expected that that was what
he wanted. I steadied myself with my hands on his head and he began to wank
the base of my very stiff boy hard on with his finger and thumb while
keeping up the blow job on me.

I couldn't help myself pushing my stiff cock into his mouth and knew I was
getting very close.

"Master." I said. "I need to fuck your mouth and cum, do I have your
permission?" I added.

He made a grunted `yes' and then I did cum, squirting once and oozing a
little more all of which he lapped up.  He guided me back onto the settee
and undid the buttons of my shirt and released me.

"I just loved that, you taste so good you gorgeous boy and after tasting
your beautiful young cock I could eat you all up." He said flopping down
beside me.  "Did you enjoy that too?"

I nodded my yes and looked down to his shorts which were bulging outwards.

"I can see you enjoyed wanking and sucking me." I remarked and put my hand
on the bulge in the front of the shorts.

He quickly undid his fly and I dropped onto his crutch and took his super
stiff cock in my mouth.

"Wow, that was quick."  He remarked. "I was going to order you to do that
but you beat me to it!"  I sucked with all my might and he quickly reached
orgasm and filled my mouth with his jizz. It tasted good and I loved doing
it for him -- and for my pleasure too.

A little later I put on my swimmers. I think they were far too small and it
looked as if I had stuffed a pair of socks into the front!  However, Jack
said it showed off my tackle well and I should be proud of how I had
developed. He put on his too and I have to say there was no doubt as to the
size of his stuff either. We went out from the air conditioned `beast' into
the hot air of the camp.  Jack went to pay up at the office and a little
later he joined me in the large pool in the centre of the camp site.

It was fun messing about in the water and Jack took every opportunity to
grope me under the water. I accused him of being a dirty old man and he
ducked me thoroughly and we grappled under water .  I groped him too and we
laughed together.

It was time for us to return to the `beast' so went across the grass to the
shower block. I liked the idea that all men and boys go together in a `wet
room' type shower which was the French way. There were a few people in
while we were showering and although all were nude it wasn't a place to do
any more groping for sure!  Jack said that he would wash my back but I
wasn't to get hard! Later, with towels wrapped around waists, we returned
to the `beast' and enjoyed the cool of the aircon.

Supper time was about half an hour away and we planned to use the scooter
from the small `garage' under the fixed bed at the rear of the `beast' to
go out on.  Jack sat at his small office and made contact on the 3G network
with his office while I got out the scooter and a couple of easy
chairs. The scooter had a pillion seat behind the driver and was a very
smart Italian make. I sat with my ds playing a game until Jack was done and
then suitably helmeted we set off for the near-by town Supper was excellent
and I left all the talking to Jack as his French seemed to be fluent --
multi-talented was my uncle! Jack said I could have one glass of wine which
was ok but not my favourite drink. However, in the course of the next few
weeks I was to get used to, and quite enjoy the local wine.  We returned to
the `beast' after dark and it was fun bowling along the French roads to the
camp through the cool late evening air.

End of Part 2