Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2010 21:04:18 +0000 (GMT)
From: Mr. D <dionyssos00@yahoo.no>
Subject: Josh's Savior part 10

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JOSH's Savior part 10


Mike and I sat down on each stump and started talking. Mostly I asked the
questions and he talked about his life in the woods. It turned out he
actually owned several cabins in this aria. During most of the year he
hiked between them and saw to that all was well. He told me he had a
secretary who would keep him updated on when the cabins would be rented
out. That way he avoided intruding on his clients, as he put it. He was
trained as an engineer, but after his father had left him a large sum of
money and 3 cabins, he didn't really need to work any more. Over time he
had bought more cabins and upgraded them. Now it was a self suppliant
business.

"I was gifted enough engineer, but in the long run it was not the kind of
work I wanted to do. At the time my father passed away, I didn't know what
I wanted. It was a good opportunity to seek out other roads. Even if I
never really meant this to be my life, I just kept going and here I am. No
family, but enough money to keep me going for the rest of my days"

"You sound like an old man, talking like that. You can't be that old. You
are younger than my dad, so `the rest of your days' will be a long time!"

"I guess you're right. I've spent too much time by my self. I feel older
than I look or are"

"So how old are you?"

"I'm 32"

"32! You could almost have been my uncle. That isn't old at all! I just
turned 13"

"Thank you, Josh. It feels nice to talk to a human again. I've been up in
these mountains all through spring and summer. I only go to town to
replenish my food and drink. By the way, do you mind if I light my pipe?"

"No I do not mind"

I watched as Mike got up to get his back pack. I was trying to find a way
to bring up sex or some other subject that could lead to him coming back to
our cabin. I could not help to stare at his back side as he bent down. The
fabric really went tight, giving me the idea that he was in good shape. If
he really had been wandering the mountain for many years, he probably would
be in good shape too.

I watched as he pulled up a bag of tobacco and his pipe. Then he pulled
some out the bag and started filling the pipe. Once he was done he came
back to sit down. He took his time lighting it. It filled the air around
him with puffs of smoke. TO my surprise the smell was not bad at all. I had
a sweet sent to it and reminded me of the smell of the pine trees all
around us. Mike inhaled deeply and visibly relaxed. Trying to sound
innocent I asked him,

"Don't you get lonely out here all by your self?"

"I sure do. Meeting you is a treat in that aspect. I have a cell phone, but
never really had anyone to call"

"That sounds sad, Mike. How do you entertain your self?"

"Entertain? I guess you would have gone insane with out TV, and Game Boy. I
entertain myself with nature and philosophy. I guess you are a bit young to
understand"

He was right. I didn't understand how nature and philosophy could be
entertaining at all. I didn't bother to tell him I preferred a good book
instead of TV.

We sat in silence for a while and just enjoyed the warm sun. Suddenly, Mike
got up and walked towards the edge of the forest.

"Where are you going?"

"Nature calling"

When I heard him undo his zipper I understood what he meant. An idea
flashed through my little, horny head and before I could think about it, I
acted on it. I found my self next do Mike undoing my own zipper.

"You need to go too?"

"Yes", I lied

I watched as he started to piss into the undergrowth. The sound of running
water made need to go too, so I guess he made an honest boy out of me. Even
so, when I was done, he was still going. I kept my ground and figured it
was now or never. Just as he finished shaking the last drops out, I looked
up and keeping the innocents in my voice, I said,

"Yours is so much bigger than mine"

I felt like I was 4, but it was to late now. Mike looked at my dick and at
his own as if he was measuring them. He smiled down at me and I thought I
saw his cock get just a bit bigger. Then he said,

"Yes, I seem have a bigger dick that you Josh. Don't worry though. It will
grow larger as you get older"

"Can I hold it?"

"Can you what? You want to hold my cock?"

"Yes, I wonder what it would feel like"

"And what would your father say to that?"

"I don't know? Would you like me to go and ask him?"

He started laughing, and I now I could confirm that his cock had grown. I
also noted that he did not put his now growing cock away. I took this as an
encouragement and grabbed it. Mike did not pull away, so I started to
gently stroke him. It soon turned hard as a rock and my own dick was at it
again. Mike let out low moans as I moved my hand faster. It was not as long
as Dad's cock, but it was longer. If Dad was 7-8 inches, Mike must have
been 9 or 10! In my mind I tried to imagine what it would feel like to have
Mike's monster cock up my tight ass. Mike's voice interrupted my day dream.

"I have a confession to make Josh"

"What kind of confession?"

"Well, you remember I told you how I stumbled on you earlier? You see, it
was not the whole story"

"You've been stalking me?"

"No not exactly. Let me explain"

While I slowly kept stoking him, Mike told me how he had come down to the
lake yesterday. He had just packed his things and was on his way back to
the place he had put up his tent, when Dad and I had come and claimed the
little green patch. He hadn't meant to spy on us, but he was lonely and
moved closer to see and hear better. By the time Mike had gotten closer to
us, Dad had just begun drying me off after the swim. He had listened and
knew we were father and son, so he had been quite surprised to see Dad
sucking my dick. On the other hand, it had turned him on so much; he could
not make him self leave. He had sent his cum into the woods as Dad and I
had left.

"So it was no accident that I was here today. I figured if the weather was
nice, I might be able to get some more glimpses of the two of you fooling
around. And boy was I right!"

Mike went on to describe in detail what he had felt when he saw me take all
of Dad's cock down my throat. He said he had to restrain himself not to run
over and shoot his load all over us both. Hearing him describe me and Dad
was a huge turn on. If my attempt on seducing Mike hadn't made my dick
hard, Mike's story would have.

"So you came down here hoping to catch me and my dad in the act?"

"Yes, that's what I did"

"So do you think it worked out?"

"So fare, so good. First, you going down on your father like that. Then,
seeing you enjoying yourself and shooting. That was the drop for me. I
needed to show myself and cum, so I stepped out with my hard cock in my
hand. You didn't notice me for a long time. Now here I stand watching you
stroke my cock hard again. All in all, perfect"

"I'm glad to at service Mike"

With that I squatted down and Mike turned towards me. I had his long cock
right in my face and started to suck him. He didn't taste like Dad, but the
sensation of having a strange mans cock in my moth was exhilarating. I
helped my self and enjoyed hearing Mike's moaning getting loader. After a
while he said he was going to cum. I was looking forward to tasting his
cum, and got more of it than I could handle. I tried to swallow, but a lot
of his warm sperm got out and ran down my chin and dripped onto the
grass. The taste was not the same as Dad's either. It was more a salty
taste and it was not as sticky. Even if it was different I loved it.

"Wow Josh. I had never dreamed of getting you to suck my cock"

"I like sucking cock"

"I bet you do you little horny kid"

I licked Mike's cock clean. As it shrank, more cum leaked out of it and
onto my tongue. Mike never stopped smiling. When I was done, I noticed my
dick wasn't hard any more. I figured it had had enough for one day, so it
didn't bother me. I was the happiest kid in the world. In my head I tried
to imagine Dad and Mike naked in the same room. I still had no idea how to
make that happen, but I felt I had gotten one step closer.

"Mike?"

"Yes Josh?"

"Would you like to come down to the cabin and meet my Dad?"

"I don't see why not, but we might want to keep what has happened to our
selves. At least in the beginning"

"That sounds like a good Idea"

With that we started walking along the shore of the lake. I had a warm and
happy feeling inside. I had made good on my plan to get into Mike's
pants. Now it felt like I had an ally for my plan to get them both
naked. The sun was much lower and I wondered if Dad had gotten worried. I
guess I would find out soon enough.



---To be continued---

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