Date: Sat, 04 Apr 2009 00:47:24 +0100
From: niftyauthor@hushmail.com
Subject: Wee Mickey A Scottish Tale - Part 2

This is the second part of my story, its a a story about a journey
I took to a football match and also a journey discovering my own
sexuality.  Its about a relationship which developed between me as
a 10 year old and a 16 year old teenager, Liam.  If this is not
what you want to read then please stop now.

I remained sitting on Liams lap still slightly disorientated by the
sensations I had just experienced as Liam masturbated me to my
first orgasm.  It was unlike anything that I had ever experienced
before and I was grateful to be sitting, I am sure that if I had
been standing my legs would have given way, cast your mind back to
your first cum yes you know what I mean!

Liam held me close and rubbed me gently back and forth on his still
hard erection trying not to alert big Frank who sat, legs in the
aisle, making conversation with the guys opposite.  The clothing
between us doing nothing to help him gain some friction, "this is
no good Mickey I cant get enough movement to get myself off" he
informed me, get himself off what was that all about I wondered.

The countryside quickly gave way to the grey buildings on the
outskirts of Aberdeen known as the granite city after the material
used in the construction of the old parts of the City.  But it was
not just the buildings which were grey there city had an atmosphere
which seemed to hang over the town.  Everyones eyes were now
scanning our surroundings which were distinctly industrial.
Aberdeen was the home of the larger part of the Scottish fishing
fleet and also the main stepping off point for the North Sea Oil
platforms so it was not the prettiest of locations for a day trip.
As we approached the area where the football stadium was located
big Frank confirmed his own perspective on Aberdeen "if Scotland
ever needs an enema I know just where they can insert the nozzle"
he exclaimed, I was not sure what an enema was but am sure that
Frank was not being very complimentary.

The Club chairman stood up and shushed everyone trying to make
himself heard "OK lads, we made much better time than we usually do
and have arrived to early to go to the Stadium, so we are getting
dropped off at the shopping complex.  There are lots of restaurants
and a few bars down the next street where they are friendly to
visiting football supporters, don't get up to any mischief and
remember the bus leaves 30 minutes after the final whistle so you
better be here or you have a bloody long walk back to Glasgow".

The bus quickly emptied onto the pavements with all the older guys
getting a spurt on to make sure they were in the front of the queue
at the bar.  Pat shouted on me to get a move on, but was muttering
that it was a waste of time anyway as he could not take a kid into
the bar and could not leave me outside in a strange city.  Just
then Liam came off the bus and heard the discussion, "Pat, I will
never pass for 18, they are always very careful who they serve on
match days would you like me to look after Mickey", "well Michael
what do you think", what did I think! Liam wanted to spend time
with me.   I hoped he would, yes uncle Pat I will go with Liam if
thats OK with you, I was hoping to find out a bit more about
wanking and this might give me the opportunity away from prying
eyes .  "Right Liam you better look after him, if anything happens
his mother will kill me".  He then gave Liam a five pound note,
told him to get me a burger and keep the change, and with that he
spun on his heel and headed of to catch up with his cronies in the
nearest bar.

"Well wee man its just you and me, do you fancy a burger, we have a
couple of hours to kill?'.  I was a bit queazy after the journey
and asked if we could have a walk around first, "sure bud, no
problem lets see what's about".  As we walked across the car park
the wind of the north Sea was fierce and once more I regretted not
wearing my track suit bottoms.  "You look freezing and your legs
are turning a nice shade of blue" exclaimed Liam.  "I tell you
what, there a JB sports over there they always have a sale on maybe
we can pick you up some cheap bottoms, we have got the fiver Pat
gave me and I got paid yesterday so I am flush, do you want to have
a look?"  I would have done anything to get out the wind and did
not take much convincing so off we trotted.

JB Sports was one of those large chains with acres of floor-space
and as much equipment as you could shake a stick, or a club at.  It
was staffed by the usual spotty disinterested teenagers who were
more interested in chatting to each other than serving the
customers, It was also deadly quiet as most people stayed away when
the football was on, there had been trouble in the past with fans
fighting.

"Right there they are" said Liam as he worked his way through the
crowded rails to the rear of the shop with me following in his
wake.  The sale rail had no bottoms in my size and held a limited
selection grey or black sweat pants.  " I will tell you what we
will take a grey and black the size above and below yours and see
what's the best option, they are only £5 pounds so its no big deal
if they are only for today."  Taking a couple of pairs of the sweat
pants he lead me to the changing rooms which were in the far
corner.  We looked around for an assistant but there were none
anywhere near, in fact they had all gathered next to the tills at
the entrance and were watching some big concert which was on the
TVs.  " A well just you and me then" said Liam as he went into the
changing room area sweatpants over his arm, it was a long corridor
with a number of cubicles off of it each with a thick curtain which
protected the modesty of those inside.

I followed him as he walked to the cubical furthest away from the
door and pulling the curtain back he beckoned me in.  I felt my
heart speeding up not knowing what might happen but sure that Liam
would not let this opportunity pass, maybe he will touch my willy
again or even worse maybe he wont!  I entered the cubical and Liam
pulled the curtain at our back making sure it was blocking the view
from the corridor outside.  "Here Mickey take off your jacket and i
will hang it up while you try these on" as I passed him my jacket
he smiled at me and I could not help but smile back.  "Mickey about
what happened on the bus, I am sorry, I should not have done that,
my feelings got carried away, its just that I, I, err, Mickey I
really like you".  And then I surprised my self, I was such a shy
kid I spent most of my time communicating with nods and shakes of
my head, I think I was even afraid of the sound of my own voice.
And then it happened I spoke up "no Liam I really like you, and it
was great, I don't mind honest, I wont tell if you wont."  Liam
smiled even wider and then he kissed me on the lips, bloody hell, I
had never even been kissed, by anyone that was not in my family.
Liam saw my reaction and laughed again, "first kiss"  and I
returned once more to my nodding routine.  This time he put his
arms around me and gently placed his lips over mine I did not move,
he held me closer and my head naturally tilted up, I felt his mouth
part and his tongue touch my still closed lips and then it just
happened, I opened my mouth and felt his tongue gently enter.  I
could smell the mints on his breath and taste them on his saliva as
he moved his tongue to meet mine and I closed my eyes and just
relaxed into the moment.  He moved back slightly and when i
remembered to open my eyes I saw him looking at me with a silly
smile on his face,  "so stud, was that ok?".  OK, I thought I had
died and gone to heaven, I told him that it was brilliant and that
he was a great kisser, Liam held me once more and this time I felt
his tongue explore my mouth and I opened up and gave my self to his
passion.   I then tentatively moved my tongue to his and as they
touched and caressed I found that I was now returning the kiss with
the same passion as Liam had started with me, I grew daring and my
tongue was soon darting into his mouth.

"Whoa steady tiger" Liam exclaimed as we both caught our breath,
surprised at these developments.  Ok, slip off your shorts and we
will try on these pants to see which are the best fit, I got a bit
embarrassed and felt my face flush, I was not used to changing in
front of other people.  Liam noticed my nervousness and kissed me
gently,  "Mickey your my boy you don't need to be shy in front of
me, come on I will help you".

I had kicked my trainers of when we entered and then Liam picked me
up and stood me on the bench at the back of the cubical.  he then
placed his thumbs into the waistband of my shorts looking at me all
the time to make sure I was ok with this.  I bit the bullet and he
gently slipped the shorts around my ankles allowing me to lift one
foot at a time to take them completely off.   So there I stood in
my white cotton y fronts, hands covering my little package.

"Michael you should not hide yourself from me you are beautiful and
you have nothing to be ashamed of, and I should know he said with a
wink and and at my boy bulge".

"Do you trust me?" Liam said, "yes, yes I do" I heard myself
whisper back.  "Would you like me to touch your willy again?" Time
stood still, and then I nodded my permission.  This time he
surprised me and instead of putting his hand inside of my
underpants he slipped them down around my ankles exposing my
boyhood to his gaze.  Wow you are relay beautiful, I looked for the
first time at myself in the full length mirror on the wall of the
cubical.  I was a typical Scottish boy of Irish decent there
looking back at me was a small boy with short brown hair, wide
hazel eyes with lashes that girls would kill for, well thats what
my mum said.  I had a clear smooth face which still had the
remnants of a tan which came so easy to me as i wandered along the
river Clyde foreshore during the long sumer holidays away from
school.  I also had a smattering of freckles across my button nose.
 I had never thought of myself as being beautiful I was well, just
me.  My football top stopped just below my waist, it was last years
and was now getting a bit small,  and then I saw my penis it was an
inch and a half long and slightly thicker at the top next to my
groin, my foreskin was long and rather than finishing in a rosette,
like I had seen on Liam, it tapered to a gentle pink point.  You
could see the head through the skin which gave it a solid bullet
like shape.  I had noticed that my balls while still only the size
of pigeons eggs had started to move down from the tight sack I
remembered from last year and now they hung low in an almost heart
shape with one slightly lower than the other.

I looked once more at Liam who was also focused on my privates a
heartbeat later he reached forward and run the back of his hand
across my lower stomach just above the base of the penis.  I felt
goose-bumps rise on my arms as he moved his hand down and caressed
my rapidly hardening willy taking it between his thumb and
forefinger gently peeling the foreskin back to reveal the cock head
which was hidden beneath. I felt my hips moving in time to his
rhythmic strokes and closed my eyes once more savoring the
feelings.  And then the sensation changed I felt a warm moistness
and looking down saw that Liam had placed his lips over my penis
engulfing my full 3 inches in his hot mouth.  I felt him roll me
against the roof of his mouth keeping the cadence and moving up and
down my increasingly sensitive shaft.  He stopped every so often to
run his tongue over the head of my penis which made me wriggle as
it was so sensitive.  He did not leave my boy eggs out running his
tongue over them moving them with the strength of his licking.  I
could not help myself and my instincts took over, I held onto his
head and started to thrust faster and fasted into that gentle mouth
the warm tingling feeling that I remembered from the bus started to
build up and before I knew it with a squeal and a squeak I felt
myself cum.  This time my legs nearly did give way and Liam helped
me sit on the bench, "so how was that, was it ok?".  That was the
best feeling I have ever had" I told him when I got my breath back,
" Just wait till you start making spunk he laughed then it will
blow your sock off".  I could see that he was hard inside his
trackies and reached out to touch the front, "its ok Mickey you
don't have to, but I could tell from his voice that that was the
last thing he really wanted to say.  He had already made me feel so
good twice now and I wanted to make him feel the same way, I also
wanted to touch another boys willy at last.

Liam slipped his tracksuit bottoms down not below his balls as I
had seen before at the bus but all the way to the floor, he was
wearing checked boxers and these too quickly joined the trackie's
in  a pool around his feet.  I could not take my eyes off of the
sight in front of me, there was no rosette of foreskin this time
just a hard pulsing six inch penis with the foreskin tight across
the head.  I had been mistaken when I looked at him from the bus I
thought he had lots of pubic hair but it was sparse just confined
to a tight bush at the base of his shaft and two small tufts either
side.  His balls hung low and I was not mistaken they were huge,
well to a 10 year old they were, the size of hens eggs and hung
low.   I did not know what to do now and Liam sensing my
uncertainty took my hand and placed it around his shaft, it was
warm, no it was hot, the skin was so soft, and it had a pulse that
I felt in my hand.   Liam started to move my hand up and down
telling me to hold tighter as he moved the foreskin over the head
of his penis with each stroke, the head was no longer the coral
pink color I remembered but was a deep plummy purple.  I could not
look away and noticed a tear of fluid emerge from the slit on the
top of his penises head.  I looked up into Liams face and he was
getting flushed and his hips were moving with every stroke he took
his hand off of mine and encouraged me to keep going, to go faster.
 My arm was getting tired but I so wanted to make him feel good.
And then with a deep sigh I felt his penis swell in my hand and
before i could do anything a jet of warm fluid sprayed across my
bare arm and onto my shirt, I automatically pulled away not knowing
what this was.  My first thought was that he had peed on me but as
I looked at the fluid on my arm it was thicker and pearly in
appearance, Liam quickly grasped his penis and continued to stroke
firing jet after jet of liquid against the cubical wall.

Liam was panting and flushed in the face I started to get upset
because i had not given him as nice a feeling as he had given me
because I had pulled my hand away too soon.  He pulled me close and
kissed me thanks buddy, that was great, I started to say I was
sorry for pulling away but he cut me off  "I forgot you had not
seen cum and I should have warned you but i got caught up in the
feeling, its me that should apologize for giving you a fright, that
was my best cum ever".

" Are you ok dear can I give you a hand came voice from outside the
cubicle, bloody hell, I nearly had a heart attack it was one of the
assistants who had finally decided to come and have look around,
Liam laughed, "no its ok, we have enough in here thanks".


I hope you enjoyed this part, if you did and have had any similar
experiences, please drop me a line at niftyauthor@hushmail.com
Thank you to the guys who have emailed me after Part 1, the
feedback was great.


Mickey