Date: Wed, 7 Aug 2013 17:34:15 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: Mummy told me Part 2 Mummy Told Me Part 2 I'd enjoyed what I'd done to myself and began to experiment, which led to all sorts of pleasures never even imagined, for example I found that if I rubbed the very tip of my stiff penis backward and forward against the top sheet the pleasure experienced became so intense that I had to stop. Better by far I found was to do it slowly and methodically while imagining all sorts of confused scenarios, images of naked women, among them my mother - I mentally undressed her over and over - then I'd recall another boy's buttocks in the showers, thighs showing beneath tight shorts and then...best of all...the activities in the bed opposite, with care I could 'do it'several times while they played with each other! However, this isn't to say that I ignored Mummy's warnings entirely....I remained on guard against the sin of sodomy and continued to reject all those advances. I was lonely of course, now I realise that the 'straight' boys were inclined to avoid a 'pretty boy' like me - they didn't want to be associated in any way and it was those others that were proving to be the nuisance...so I put up with it as best I could. It was strange, I'd never thought much about my appearance but now I became all too conscious of my looks, and hated them, even attempting to disguise them with a scowl. It didn't work - it was my body they were after, my lovely face merely served as an advertisement...but just what it was they wanted with my body I didn't know until late one night...this time it was a different visitor, an older boy, he headed over to the other bed and without fuss pulled back the sheets, obediently the other boy removed his pyjamas. This time there was only cursory foreplay for after maybe five minutes of mutual masturbation the younger boy was made to turn on to his side, I couldn't see exactly what happened next since the larger boy lay down beside him. Next thing was, I heard a muted "Oh, oh, aaaah....ah! Oooooh...ow!" and gasping noises from the other bed, then I noticed that the visitor seemed to be bumping backward and forward into the other boy's rear. Suddenly I remembered - what I'd seen a neighbour's dog doing with another and then I knew - I was seeing an act of SODOMY! On they went, the younger was now quiet and it was the older boy that began to gasp and pant...he'd begun to jerk and then was still, both were panting...as he got up one asked the other "How was that then?" and the reply "OK....you can do it again next time - if you like, yeah...I reckon it's OK". I was horribly excited but tried to blot out the scene with visions of Mummy...her skirt lifted to show me the fuzzy bush I had seen there..and I pretended she was inviting me to feel it...so I brought myself off and eventually settled down to sleep...but the dreams were strange...I was doing that bumping stuff with Mummy and sometimes a much bigger boy...was doing it to me... Now I was extra careful to keep my guard up, for I knew what 'fucking' was and that other boys wanted to do it with me! I'd heard the word used previously but believed you could only do it with girls...shamefully, I even dreamt of doing it with Mummy - but never with another boy! So I kept myself aloof, I tried to be nice to the others but it was a lonely business. Gradually though, I noticed that there was another boy in my year who seemed...slightly "different", he seemed to get along fine with the others but with me, well he was sort of 'kind' without letting the others notice. I think it was in my second term that we began to spend time together - no one really minded or even seemed to take note - and occasionally on weekends we'd go for walks above the cliffs, again no one seemed to bother because he was one of those popular boys, everyone liked him so much that no one ever teased him! I slowly began to notice that he was nice looking too..and the more time I spent with him, the more I began to think horrid thoughts...no, not about sodomy, of course not...but seeing his bare legs beside mine (we were both in running shorts) caused me to explain "Your's are getting hairy, I wish mine were!" He didn't reply at first but ran a hand down my thigh seemingly absent minded "Yours are just fine" was all he said but I was left in turmoil, back at school I headed straight for the toilets and began to frantically masturbate. Our walks continued and I began to enjoy them more and more, we seemed to gravitate to wilder and more secluded spots, not that I cared and occasionally we'd find something really interesting, particularly in those spots known to be frequented by others. I remember we'd entered a tiny clearing among the gorse when my friend stooped and picked something up, it was a length of wood, about ten inches long and curiously shaped...for all the world it looked just like a penis! I watched in mounting excitement as my friend began to tease, looking me in the eye he began to caress the knob while he simulated heavy breathing, still holding my gaze he began to slide his fingers up and down its length while panting heavily, eventually he placed the tip in his mouth - and began to suck - still looking at me! I was frozen to the spot...as if hypnotised..so made no move to resist as he came over and ever so slowly pulled down my trousers...I was furiously hard and no one had ever seen me like that, I stood and let him fondle my penis and when he stood back to drop his own pants I could only reach for him in turn, smiling he gazed into my eyes as his fingers sought to pleasure me...I managed to gulp out "Let's not hurry...this is far too good isn't it?" He stared into my eyes, a little smile showing with his parted lips pouting at me. He too had a dry throat and croaked his agreement, we were surrounded by thick scrub and there was no chance of intrusion, it was funny...this sensation of someone else's hand on your penis and while fondling him I tried to remember what felt best when doing it to myself....it seemed to work for pretty soon our foreheads were touching as we watched the play down below..."You know, we can make this last for ages...if we want?" He asked. I agreed, telling him that I often did that when I was alone...that I often did it two or three times a day, he asked what I thought about while doing it - I told him about what I'd seen happen in that other bed...he said nothing but his breathing increased..then I mentioned what I'd also imagined doing with my Mother....he gulped and then guiltily announced "Yes me too. I want to lift her skirt and have a long feel, I pretend she opens her legs and lets me do it...." "Have you seen her - naked?" "Yes a few times you know passing her room or when she's standing in front of the mirror...I'd really love to feel her up!" "I try to look down her front...to see her tits...sometimes she's only got a small bra on...and I can easily imagine...what the rest looks like underneath...I get really excited" We were both highly aroused but were only gently fondling each other, aware that if not careful, we'd cum too soon - "would you like to fuck her?" I asked "You bet" was the reply...I confided I wanted to fuck my mother too. "Ever kissed anyone?" I asked. He hesitated then said "I've wanted to kiss...you, for ages and ages!" Oddly excited I closed my eyes and offered my lips, soft warmth and a tongue trying to poke its way between my clenched teeth...I opened my mouth and met his tongue with mine.."You...really ARE beautiful" he muttered as we broke apart, our hands were caressing each others penis, petting and fondling...."We'll be late back I said.....do you want to cum now?" So we got busy. Looking back - I regretted nothing....and all I could think of, was finding another chance to do it with him all over again!