Date: Fri, 31 Dec 2010 10:02:07 -0500
From: gpdm5896k@london.com
Subject:  Andy as Home Work Part 2 (B/B)

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.


Part 2

About a week later, the school holidays had started and as usual during the
break I had lain abed into the morning. I woke with a massive wood and
gripped it to give myself my first orgasm of the day. I wasn't thinking of
anything in particular, I didn't need to in the morning I was so randy,
then the door bell rang. I glanced at the clock and saw that both my
parents would have gone to work so I would have to get out and answer it.

I pulled on my dressing gown and stumbled down the stairs to the front
door.  I was expecting to receive a DVD for a game so was keen not to let
the postman go.  I unlocked and pulled the door open. No postman but a
grinning Andy standing on the step. "Oh!"  he exclaimed. "You're not up
yet, sorry, I saw your folk's car had left and wondered if I might hang
with you for a bit but I can come back later." He looked a bit crestfallen
and started to back down the steps.

"It's all right Andy." I said quickly. "You can come in but I haven't had
breakfast yet." He immediately brightened up and I was glad my wood had
gone down as it would have poked out my dressing gown. I held the door open
and he quickly slipped in past me and I saw that he had put on his loose
fitting but very thin soccer shorts and an old t shirt.  I led him down the
passage to the kitchen.

"Have you had breakfast yet Andy?"  I asked.  He had before his parents had
gone out.

"You mean they left you unsupervised on your own.  That's a turn up isn't
it?" I asked.

"Well to be honest George I did lie a bit. You see they wanted me to go
with them but I said you had asked me to come across to play a computer
game you had new for the holidays and I had said yes."  He looked rather
guilty.  "I'm sorry, maybe you want me to go home?".  His face was a
picture of contrition.

"Naw, that's ok you can stick around, squirt!"  I replied.  "Anyway, the
new game hasn't come .  Actually I thought you were the postman so we can't
do that. Do you want to play another game.

He smirked. "Well, maybe we could play the games we played when you were
sitting for me."

It sounded a good idea and I nodded a yes and started to get my breakfast.
Andy sat on one of the high stools and in that position his 9 year old cock
was very visible where the thin material of his shorts was stretched across
his leg. I couldn't stop glancing at it as I moved around the kitchen. It
wasn't hard exactly but my 15 year old penis was more than a bit chubby by
the time I sat alongside him with a cup of tea and some toast.  Reaching
across for the cup my dressing gown fell open leaving me exposed to the
steady gaze of my young companion.

"You've got a woody Georgey , a woody Georgey porgy and its sticking up
against your belly welly!" Andy said with glee as he looked down. "Can I
touch your woody Georgey porgy?  He asked and did so without waiting for a
reply. He rubbed his finger up and down the exposed underside for a bit.  I
didn't stop him, it was too nice.  However, I had a mouth full of toast so
let him play with my stiff cock while I finished my breakfast.

I downed the last of my tea. "Right now my boy you need to leave your toys
alone and help me load this stuff in the dishwasher but before that, slave,
you must take all your clothes off like a proper Roman slave!" I
commanded. Like the sexy boy he was he immediately stood up and pulled his
shirt off and dropped it on the floor.  It was obvious that he had found
playing with my erection had made him hard too. It was tenting out his thin
shorts like a barge pole.

"Wait" I said, I'll pull off your shorts.  He stood looking pleased with
the effect he had had.

"You have to take off your dressing gown first he said.  It was open
already so I just shrugged it off my shoulders and dropped it to the floor.
Stepping close to Andy I knelt in front of him and slipped my fingers
inside the waist band of his shorts. His cock had now gone vertical and the
hard ridge was pushing out his short's front.  I pulled the waist band away
from his smooth childish tummy and, lifting it over his hard cock, pulled
the shorts to the floor.  He was a desirable sight and I couldn't resist
leaning forward and starting to lick the under surface of his erect cock My
hands went around onto his beautiful soft warm buttocks which I squeezed as
I licked.

His foreskin was full enclosing the head and I knew I could safely retract
it as we had previously done that with his cock. I pulled it away from his
tummy and, holding it at the base, lowered my lips over the head.  My
tongue pushed into the tip dislodging his foreskin and pushing it down off
the small head of his boyish cock. I took it slow allowing the wrinkled tip
to stretch open.  My lips went down the slim shaft until my nose met the
soft layer of hairless skin covering his pubic bone. I continued to excite
his little cock until he started to pump it into my mouth. I regulated his
thrusting with my hands and we set up a slow in and out motion.

I was happy for him to have his first dry orgasm of the day as he would
probably stay hard right through it and he would be keen to do it again
immediately! After a few minutes sucking I applied pressure to the
underside with my tongue just under the head and then he yelped and thrust
in to my mouth and froze while his dry orgasm swept over him. He would have
fallen over if I hadn't held his buttocks tight. When he recovered I stood
up with my own cock painfully hard. He immediately put his hand around my
shaft and looked up at me.

"This long thing looks as if it needs attention George, would you like me
to deal with it?"  He asked

"Oh yes please, anything you like as long as you get me off quickly, I need
it bad."  I replied. He said for me to perch up on the work surface so he
could suck me off.  I jumped up and sat on the edge with my legs
apart. Andy stood between them and took my cock in his small fist and the
head in his mouth and worked me up. I had my eyes closed and my arm
supporting me behind. It didn't take long before I was there.

"Andy, I'm going to squirt very soon. Take your mouth off or I will drown
you!" I shouted.  He shook his head `no' and kept on.  I lay back flat and
then was lost in a fabulous orgasm, best for weeks. Poor Andy was doing
something out of my sight but when I sat up there was no sign of any spunk
so he must have swallowed it all.

"Crickey, that was good Andy. Did you eat all my cum you beautiful and
clever lad?"

He grinned back at me looking ever so pleased with himself and nodded a
yes.  I took his head in my hands and leaning forward pressed my open lips
against his. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and tasted my cum all over
his teeth and tongue. It was truly sexy.

After a few moments I dropped off the work-surface to the floor and put my
arms around him. I lifted him up in front of me and he instantly wrapped
himself around me, his legs around my waist and his hard on and my soggy
cock pressing against each other. I had to bed this boy right now.  I
carried him to the stairs, he was ever so light it seemed, and I climbed up
to my bedroom where I had pulled back the top sheet. With Andy still
clamped onto my chest I lowered us down until I was stretched out on his
naked body. We snogged and rubbed our cocks together for a while.  Andy had
his hands on my buttocks and was stroking them. After a little while he
allowed his stroking to go down into my crack and I felt electric shocks
jolt my body each time he ran his finger tips across my small wrinkled butt
hole.

Andy, I haven't washed my arse this morning -- not even had a shower so
don't lick your fingers , will you?"

He giggled. "I bet you smell George. Maybe we both ought to have a shower
then we can touch each other anywhere.  I need a dump anyway."  I climbed
off and stood. Andy went to the bathroom and I retrieved our clothes from
the kitchen and brought them up with a small bottle of mum's olive oil to
hide under my pillow, returning to the corridor as Andy flushed the pan and
came out with a stiff erection. I remembered how mine used to stick up
between my legs at his age while I was straining. Actually all this
business of shitting made me want to go too.

"Andy, I'm going to have a shit too so go into the shower, it's just in
there, and I'll join you in a second."  I said going in for my shit.

I joined him in the warm shower. He stood while I applied soap to his
gorgeous naked boy-body. His cock had gone soft.  As I worked my hands and
the soap over his tummy and buttocks I explained that it was better to wash
thoroughly around the arse hole so there was no smell and shit when
fondling. When I got there I said I was going to wash inside too so he
might get a bit of a thrill. Using plenty of soap around his little hole
and on my finger I gently applied pressure on his centre telling him to
relax his bottom. My finger went quite easily in and I eased it in until
all of my middle finger was right in.  Andy was squirming around, hopefully
in pleasure as I think I felt his immature prostate. I felt around the
front and his cock was again rampant. I gave it a little wank and pulled
down his foreskin working soap around the exposed head to add to his
pleasure. Then it was time for a second finger.

"I can't quite reach all the way Andy so I'll use a second finger." I
lied. Adding my index finger and stretching his hole to maximum.  Andy
yelped and said to stop.  I did, but left my two fingers in while he got
used to it. He complained a lot but the pain began to decrease quickly and
after a little I had two fingers all the way in. His cock had gone soft at
first but with some stroking of his prostate and gentle pressure on his
sensitive young fraenum beneath the head he soon grew stiff again.  I
worked hard on him from a kneeling position and soon he orgasmed again.

I finished off washing my beautiful young friend and then he claimed it was
time to `do' me!

Once the soapy hand reached my butt I was in for some amateur fumbling
before he got his two small fingers up my butt hole.  Fortunately I had
some previous experience with it with my mate so it didn't hurt much. His
fingers weren't quite long enough to do justice to my prostate but his
wanking was great and soon I was jetting my stuff up against the shower
wall. Much hilarity and then we shut off the water. I grabbed a large towel
and wrapped it around him while I dried then I picked him up in his towel
and carried him to my bed.  There we had a bit of tickling and drying and
my bed-mate was ready for more action.