Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2015 03:27:15 +0100
From: storybore@yahoo.co.uk
Subject: Accidental Angel Chapter 1

Accidental Angel

Disclaimer: the following contains interaction between a teenboy and a
preteen of a sexual nature and may not be legal where you reside. If this
is illegal for you or find such material offensive then I suggest you leave
immediately otherwise enjoy.  This story is being reposted because I
originally wrote up to part 3 in 2009. I had a great email that encouraged
me to revisit it and write part 4. As well as correct a few mistakes in
these earlier parts. We all love nifty so please donate if you can to keep
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When I was 16 I got a job at the local supermarket, it was one of the big
chains and they had just stated moving from a price tag on the tops of tins
to the barcodes and beep beep scanners we know today.

I started my training directly on the new scanning tills instead of the old
style punch in the ticket price type. It was only on a Sunday but as Sunday
was double time in those days, it was rather lucrative money wise.

When they finally decided I was trained well enough to serve the real
customers I was given my grey waistcoat and let loose.

It all went well and the managers seemed to like me well enough to offer me
some more hours, I was more than happy as I needed the money. They
specifically asked if I would work Wednesday nights. I agreed, it didn't
take long to notice that Wednesdays a lot of the lads were not working and
it was because Wednesday was Football Night. I hate football. I find it a
boring game to watch.

So there I was a couple of weeks in to working Wednesdays and the next
family walked up to my till. There was mum probably about forty, slim and
rather ordinary. Stood in front of her was, I assumed her daughter a young
girl maybe sixteen, very pretty and again slim with long dark hair and a
slightly pointed nose. Then I noticed the boy as he joined the queue behind
her. He took my breath away he was blonde about eight or nine. I could
hardly take my eyes off the lad and felt my sixteen year old cock getting
hard in my pants.

I sat squirming doing my best to do a professional job as I watched this
angel in front of me. "You better go and have a pee before we get home" his
sister said as they left. "You know how you always need a pee once we're in
the car."

"Just announce it to the world why don't you" he said with indignation.  .
I am not sure why but I instantly had a hard on thinking about this little
guy wetting himself. And I honestly sat there for over an hour with a hard
teen cock trying to break its way out of my trousers. It was so erotic and
so unexpected. I couldn't get the idea out of my head. Somehow at the end
of the night I managed to deflate my erection before leaving the safety of
my till.

Anyway I went home and, going to bed that night, I got to thinking about
that little blond boy and what a sweet lad he was. I thought back to his
little button of a nose his crystal blue eyes and guessed he must take
after his father not his mum. I could hardly believe I was thinking about a
boy that was half my age emptying his bladder. What really did it for me
was the thought he might have pissed himself in the car, had he not got
there in time?

I lay in bed stroking my cock hoping and praying that a kid whose name I
didn't even know had wet his little boy undies .

My god that got me hard!

I lay there totally naked wishing that kid had wet himself. I wanted to be
his Spiderman emblazoned undies, or Scooby doo or, what ever it was he
wore, as his sweet urine soaked them. I stroked madly thinking of my little
blond Adonis and felt my cock spasm and the feeling within me swell that
said my sixteen year old nuts were gonna blow. And blow they did right up
to my neck.

That wasn't unusual for a lad my age but I was concerned I'd blown my load
about an eight year old. (Albeit estimated at that point)

Perhaps more disturbingly at the time, although I didn't see my little sex
god for another fortnight, it was his face I saw more often than not when I
shot my load when jerking off in bed at night. I began to wonder if I was
getting to be obsessed by this boy.

Then came the next Wednesday night I was working and the time was
approaching for their time through the checkout and to my dismay, not only
had I not seen him, but Casandra approached and told me it was time for my
tea break.

Disheartened I allowed her to take over my till and made my way upstairs to
the staff restaurant. On my way however, who should I meet in the tinned
vegetables aisle but the very boy I lusted after with his mother.

"Hello Danny" he said smiling, I guess he had read my name badge." Are you
not gonna be serving us tonight?"

"I doubt it mate I am just off for a tea break" I said

"Ok see you later" he said sounding disappointed.

I turned to his mother as she moved from the shelf and placed a four pack
of tinned tomatoes into the trolley.

"Hello" she said smiling.

"I was just saying to your boy its doubtful I will serve you tonight as I
am off for a tea break"

"Eddy?, he likes the charity badges on your waistcoat" she said, as if it
was a reasonable explanation for his talking to me.

I looked around for the missing daughter and his mother looked at me and
said "Sorry if you were after my daughter she is on a date tonight with her
boyfriend Adam"

Trying not to laugh, but look disappointed at the same time I shrugged my
shoulders and said my goodbyes.

"See you next time sport!" I said to Eddy. Walking away I found myself
wondering again if he'd pissed himself on the way home the last time I saw
him. I walked off the shop floor to my tea break with the image of that
little lad stood in his white school polo shirt and his grey shorts. His
grass stained knees the lasting image reminding me what it was to be a boy
and not have to worry about money. In reality I wasn't worried about money
but that said if I wanted any I had to earn it.

I spent my break having a quick cup of tea and a cigarette, (in those days
you could smoke indoors) and after fifteen minutes headed back to the shop
floor. As I returned to my checkout I was surprised and pleased to see that
Casandra was serving Eddy and his mum. I said hello to them both and helped
Eddy's mother to pack her shopping. Glad once again to be in the presence
of the lad I was sure was gonna make me shoot my load in bed again tonight.

Within a very short space of time I noticed little eddy was squirming again
and thought how on key this boy needed to piss. "Mum I need to go bad" he
said.  "For god's sake Eddy can't you wait?" she asked

"Mum I gotta go so bad I am gonna whizz out my ear" he said desperately.

"Well go on!" his mother said, obviously agitated. "But for goodness sake
hurry up"

Unfortunately two days previously some kids had set fire to the customer
toilets and they were still out of action. I quickly explained this to
Eddy's mother but offered to take him upstairs to use the staff ones as he
was obviously so desperate. She immediately thanked me and apologising to
Casandra I made my way across the floor with a dancingly desperate Eddy.

Watching the boy I did feel for his predicament but the more he squirmed
the harder I found my young cock getting. I did walk as fast as we could
but when we got off the shop floor one particularly officious manager
stopped us and asked who the boy was. I explained the situation as quickly
as possible but could see little Eddy could not hold on for long.

As much as I felt for the lad, his suffering was making my cock harder than
ever. Eventually I got the lad upstairs and into the staff locker room, one
door away from his goal when sadly for Eddy, his bladder gave out and with
a real child like moan, I noticed the dark grey of his school shorts turn
to an almost black, first by his groin and then I watched with an erotic
awe as it spread. Quickly the lad kicked off his shoes. He obviously knew
it was too late for him to stop. Then I saw and heard the inevitable
trickle as the little eight year old stood helpless in the middle of the
room and fully released the contents of his bladder, his darkened shorts
steaming from the hot piss that soaked them. It was flooding down the poor
boys legs into a great puddle on the floor. As much as I felt sorry for
little Eddy I revelled in the eroticism of the scene before me, I was all
but cumming in my boxers.

When his penis finally stopped flowing, the poor boy flowed from his eyes
instead. His tears fell silently and despite how horny I felt and the
obvious tent in my trousers I knew I had to help him.

"Don't tell my Mum" he pleaded "she'll get so mad"

Fortunately we have a mop that sits resident in the toilets and I quickly
grabbed it to mop up what was a surprisingly large puddle.

"What can we do?" he asked miserably "if mum sees me like this I'll be in
so much trouble" and then his tears really started to flow. I felt a little
uncomfortable and my mind was racing for a solution. We had a shower
cubicle next door that was for staff to shower at the end of their shift,
mainly used by the bakers and fishmongers for obvious reasons and I
suggested he have a quick rinse down while I got some clean clothes from
the shop floor.

"If you are quick, your mum need never know" I said.

"You wont tell her?" he asked and the cutest smile graced his beautiful
face as he realised he had a way out of his mortifying situation.

"Not a word from me sport!" I said with a huge grin, "but you can't say a
word either. Understood?"

"Mum's the word" he said with an oh so sexy little giggle. To my amazement
he stripped off his clothes with the speed of light and there he was in
front of me totally naked. He was all of four feet tall and very slim when
he raised his arms to remove what was thankfully a completely dry school
polo shirt his ribs showed sexily through his pale but perfectly smooth
skin. Not that he was too skinny, more just right. His pelvic bones showed
at his waist as they do on small boys and this caused my semi erect penis
to harden more once again tenting the front of my trousers.

My eyes then travelled to his gorgeous hairless groin and his small penis
and tight shrivelled balls. I figured it was unfair to judge if this was a
real size as I think the cold of his fast chilling pee may have been the
reason his jewels were trying to get as close to that lithe body as
possible. His slight legs were coated in slick urine. I drew my eyes away
and broke my reverie. "You better get in that shower little man" I scooped
up the wet clothes, and as he disappeared into the shower room, I threw
them in my locker. I had plans for them later. I put his shoes and dry top
to one side.

Popping my head round the door I asked "By the way Eddy, how old are you?"

"Nine, why" he asked through the avalanche of water from the shower.

"Cos, I need to know what size shorts to get you of course!"

"Well duh!" he said sarcastically "Mum always get me 9-10" "Hey, I am the
one doing you the favour here!" I remarked

"You're the one with the big stiffy in his undies" he said. I wasn't aware
he had noticed but to be honest he would have had to have been blind not
to.

Although we had not been more than a few minutes I was aware time was short
and his mother did not give the impression of the most patient woman in the
world. I knew I had to go and get the boy fresh clothes if I was to keep
his accident a secret.

"Listen Eddy I am gonna go get you some dry shorts and stuff I will be back
real fast but stay in the shower till I get back ok cos you really
shouldn't be in there. And really anyone might come in."

"Okay, please be quick " he said, and I noticed a note of panic in his
voice. I guess it was the thought of being left alone in a strange place.

I dived out the door through the locker room and down the passage to the
stairs. Taking them two at a time and flew onto the shop floor directly to
the "Back to School" section, which was kind of ironic as it was early July
and the kids hadn't even broken up yet, hence why Eddy had pissed those
sexy schoolboy grey shorts. Lucky when you think of it because had he been
something else, even a simple pair of jeans, my plan to get him back to his
mother without her knowing would have been impossible. I quickly grabbed a
pair of grey shorts 9-10 a pair of boys white sport socks, preying in my
mind that the ones he stripped so quickly were white. "Oh please god let
them have been white!" I said to myself.

I turned to leave and rescue the kid from the shower cubicle when I
realised I had not got him any undies. Again I was cursing to myself as
despite the attention I paid when I watched his fluid darken those little
shorts, and the fact that I so scrupulously studied his shrunken cock and
balls, I never for one second made note of the briefs he removed. Although
in fairness, they had been removed with his shorts and had remained
inside. What greeted me at that point was a piss soaked naked eight... no
sorry nine year old. Is it any wonder I was beginning to lose the plot?

I headed back to the smalls stand and looked at the selection for
9-10. Believe it or not I was surprised at how many cartoon characters it
was possible to put across a kid's bollocks when I saw the smiling face of
Bart Simpson. I dunno why but that started me getting hard again. I gave
myself a swift mental slap, realising that if I sent this kid home with
something his mother had not bought him, then it might start alarm bells
ringing. What if they were found in the laundry. I immediately selected a
pair of plain white briefs, double checking I had picked 9-10. They were
inconspicuous every kid whether he liked it or not had a pair. (I hoped).

Moments later I was back upstairs and informed Eddy I was back. He turned
the shower off and with no thought for the kids modesty (not that I cared
either way) dived into the shower room with his new clothes.  "You were
ages." He said concerned.

"Three minutes actually" I said glancing at my watch as I threw him a
towel. "We need to be quick or your mother will be up here." I said
thinking of the urgency; after all I was supposed to be taking this kid for
a pee.

"I'll tell her I needed a shit" he giggled and his cheeks blushed slightly.

"I bet you won't use those exact words though young man" I chided. I was
surprised when he apologised. "I won't tell" I said smiling.

"I kind of guessed that." he said gesturing at my crotch. Damn! I was at
full mast again and there was no doubting whether the little cutie had
noticed this time. Mind you, he seemed to like that he made me hard.

Despite the time constraint I took another moment to examine the lad. He
was warmer now from the shower and his balls were less contracted. Still
like small marbles and his skin was as smooth. His penis was pencil thin as
are most nine year olds, and like most British boys he was uncircumcised. I
think, comparing from earlier he may have been semi aroused. Right now he
was perhaps three inches although that was just an estimate. His foreskin
seemed long suggesting it could well grow. His straight blonde hair was now
dark with the water and slicked his face. His beautiful skin shimmered with
wetness and for the second time in what was no more than a few minutes
really I had to throw myself back into the task at hand. "Let's get you dry
and quick or I'm not gonna be able to keep your secret.

Eddy immediately started drying his top half and without thinking or asking
I grabbed another towel and started drying his legs vigorously and worked
my way upwards. Again time seemed more important, and with a few moments
hesitation I started to dry the lads balls. I expected for him to react
badly and for his cock to soften due to complete and utter fear on his
part, and for sheer recklessness in my action of trying to feel the boy
up. I expected mine to do the same through fear I had gone to far, but
instead as I dried the lads cock,he rose to full hardness. "Oh wow!" he
gasped breathlessly.

"What ?" I said quickly

"That's amazing" he said "do it again"

Knowing time was short, but not wanting this experience to end I placed a
hand round his small hairless penis and gave a few hard jerks."Mmmm" he
moaned that's so cool.

I thought the same but in a different way, it wasn't just the immense
intensity of this boy's erection, or the fact that it was like Brighton
rock. It was once again the fact his penis was pencil thin for one, and as
much as I had had an overwhelming urge to slip it into my mouth, I
resisted. Matched with that hardness was the soft skin and heat that I can
only guess comes from such an intense and pure erection from a lad so young
"Will you shoot the white stuff if I do it to you?" he asked looking
hopefully.

"It's a fair bet" I said honestly, wondering how much he knew about guys
shooting their loads " but we cant, I must get you back downstairs you need
to get back downstairs" I said desperately. "Your mother is waiting"

Amazingly he grabbed at my ever present erection. Against everything I ever
wanted I pushed him away. "You'll get me in trouble" I chuckled "Get
dressed, I've put my life on the line here"

Okay in fairness that was a bit dramatic but we had been sometime. I reckon
it was almost fifteen minutes all told and that was long for a piss in
anyone's book.

We arrived back at the checkouts and it wasn't just Eddy's mum who looked
annoyed Cassandra it seems had been due the next break and of course I had
delayed her.

Seeing there was an issue with the time, Eddy kept to the story, although I
had wish he had used different words. "Sorry I was so long Mum, but I
really needed a shit!" he said smiling at me as if proud he had remembered
the plan. I resisted the urge to bury my head in my hands and watched Eddy
walk away with a curt "thank you" from his mother that I was sure wasn't
felt.

 Cassandra walked of to her tea break as I took over the till. I greeted
the next customer and saw with complete horror Eddy walk past the window
with a price label stuck to the ass of his new schoolboy shorts.

Well that's the end for my first attempt if you love or hate it let me know
at storybore@yahoo.co.uk

All flames will be ignored. Its my first attempt so any encouragement will
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