Date: Wed, 24 Sep 2003 17:43:55 +0100 (BST) From: b b Subject: Getting paid by teach part 6 Mr Taylor made love to me, by morning my arse was sore, he gently rubbed some cream on me to ease the soreness. We talked about the future, Mr Taylor said he still wanted to see me, that made me happy, but he still wanted to get married. I was confused but I thought at least I cold still see him. His future wife would be occasionally going away for her work and that would have to be enough. I didn't see him properly again for another 5 or so weeks. He pulled me to one side in the corridoor at school and said his Fiancee was going away over the coming weekend and did I want to see him. Of course I said yes. He picked me up from the park Friday night, I asked if we were going to his house, he said no, and did I want to earn some money. Of course I said I did, but how? He asked me if I loved him, I said yes of course, he then asked if I could work for him, apparently he had been talking to a gay guy and they wanted to find a safe place to get up to their business, I was a little upset but I loved Mr Taylor and I would do anything to please him. We drove around the City for a while and eventually stopped at an old dissused park. Mr Taylor nodded his head toward a public toilet in the park. "twenty pounds for you if you blow those guys" I looked toward the toilet and saw two men standing by the door smoking and talking. OK I said, I was actually quite exited. I assume Mr Taylor was getting money for this but I wasn't too worried. I opened the door of the car, glanced back at Mr Taylor, he smiled at me and said it would be ok. I walked toward the toilet and as I entered one of the men followed me in. I wasn't too sure what to do, the toilet was smelly, one fluorescent light that flickered. The guy that followed me in was quite big, probably about 5'11" and was in his late 50's early 60's probably. I went into one of the cubicles, it was dirty in there, he told me to sit on the seat. He locked the door behind him and stood before me, his belt was then undone and he unzipped his fly, his flacid cock then flopped out, he wasn't that big, grey pubic hairs poked from the urine stained underpants, he rubbed himself a couple of times but I took over for him, I held his penis between my thumb and forefinger and drew his foreskin back, he was dirty, I didn't expect this but I was doing it for Mr Taylor so I would do it and I would do it well. Under his foreskin was quite a lot of white paste, this was cleaned off by my mouth, it actually didn't taste too bad, he started to grow in my mouth, he groaned as his cock grew and I knew I was now pleasing him. My lips had become expert on Mr Taylor and I put into practice all the techniques I knew, I slowed and my tongue played and probed his piss hole, I then jerked him fast pulling to and fro his foreskin, his cock was now shiny and clean, I hoped he would come soon. After a while I removed him from my mouth and decided to wank him off instead. He soon came and I sucked him at the point of climax, his sperm was thick and globular. He did himself up and thanked me. I stayed where I was and he left the cubicle, the other guy came straight in, he was younger, better looking and was african half cast, he stood before me but did nothing. I reached forward, he was wearing denims, they were buttoned up, I could see this guy was ready for action, his cock was bulging out and I was quite looking forward to seeing this one. I undid his top button, then the next, it was difficult as they were under quite a strain. I pushed my hand into his trousers and felt him, he was huge, tugging him out I saw that he was shaved, his skin looked shiny, his penis was probably 8" long but very thick with an enormous helmet. He was clean where the other guy was dirty, I enjoyed every minute of this one, I gloried as I sucked him off, he grew some more and I wondered what this would feel like inside me. He came quite quickly, 3 big spurts of semen, then another that went across my face, a couple of smaller ones leaving some on his piss hole, I cleaned that off for him and he thanked me. He left the toilet, I followed. Mr Taylor was in the car waiting, he asked how it went, I said it was fine and was quite happy to do it. he gave me my twenty pounds. As we drove home I asked if he could take care of my raging hard-on when we got in. He said he would. He gave my crutch a squeeze.