Date: Wed, 21 Jan 2015 21:52:01 +0000
From: Nicky Dunhelm <nickybn1998@gmail.com>
Subject: I liked Mr Dickson Chpt 4 MM/t Oral

I Liked Mr Dickson Chapter 4 MM/t Oral

I couldn't get my head round how there was a finger in my bum when both of
Mr Dickson's hands were on my body!!! Somebody else had to have been
there?? Who?????? I had all sorts of thoughts about what had happened. I
had enjoyed sucking Mr Dickson's dick twice but realised that maybe one
time it was somebody else. It was wrong of Mr Dickson to blindfold and
trick me, but it was fun too. I never agreed for somebody else to have sex
fun with me, but it was very exciting to think that somebody else had seen
me sucking Mr Dickson and that I had sucked a stranger's dick!!!! My head
was all mixed up and confused.

Still not all bad news cos Mr Rahma said that I was a good worker and
reliable and that he was giving me £5.00 more a week from now on!! Not
like him as he does not give money away!!! OK, he said I might have to go
in early some mornings and help him with other jobs, but £5 a week was
big cash for me!!!

I still went to see Mr Dickson, but not as often as I had been. I had
homework to get done and some of my mates started walking part of the way
home with me so he could not pick me up after school. I was a bit worried
about another man being there that time. He never said anything, and the
times we were together were awesome. He often fingered my bum and started
to get a finger in my bum, and it felt real good. Also he had a small
silver metal thing that looked like maybe a thin dick or a ladies
lipstick. He rubbed it against my bum hole and made it vibrate, and that
was an amazing feeling. After a few times he got it slipped in my bum and
the vibrations were amazing. They went sort of all around in my bum and
also into my dick. He even said he could feel them when he sucked me.

He wanted me naked all the time I was in his house now, and he pinched and
pulled and even bit my tits more, but it still did the electricity feeling
through my bum and dick. He liked me to take more time sucking his dick and
he would often take it out of my mouth and rub it round my face and then
put it back in my mouth. He taught me how to get it down my throat without
choking or wanting to throw up, and also told me how I could breathe when
his dick was almost in my belly. A couple of times, when he was shooting,
he would pull out part way so some of his cum went over my face and ran
down my chest. He took some photos of me with his cum on my face and
chest. He also had one of me looking up at him with his dick halfway into
my mouth. He asked a few times if he could do a video of me sucking him but
I always said no and he never pushed it. He often got me to suck him with
the metal vibrating thing in my bum.

Mr Rahma was being very nice to me at work, very friendly , but also a lot
more touchy than he used to be. He sort of fussed round me in the morning,
when I got into his shop before anybody else. He would come out to the back
room where I got my papers ready, and ask if I was ok and touch and rub my
shoulder and back. Still the extra money was worth letting him do that.

One Friday he asked if I could get in extra early on the Saturday, like
0600. He said there were things that needed to get sorted but I couldn't
understand why he wanted me there that early cos he never opened till
0630??? Anyway I said I could cos I never wanted to loose the job. Normally
we got there like between 0715 and 0730 in the week and mostly about 0800
on a Saturday or Sunday. He said to use the back door and that he would
leave it unbolted. I should bolt it after I got in.

I didn't like having to get up that early but I did and walked off to the
shop. Mum knew I would not be back for sometime as I had the paper round to
do as well. I went round the back of the shop, down the small path and in
through the back door. I put the bolt across like Mr Rahma had asked me to
so the shop was secure, and walked through the storeroom to the small room
we sorted out papers. I got in there and Mr Rahma was standing at the far
end, with his back towards me. he was fiddling with something, I presume on
the shelf.

"Good morning Nicky, right on time as usual, I like that. You are very
reliable"

"Good morning Mr Rahma"

"Many people on your round have said how reliable you are, and how friendly
and helpful. I have heard that you have been very helpful to one or two or
them"

"I don't know about that Mr Rahma, I only do what I'm supposed to"

"Well Mr Dickson, for example, says you are very willing to help him out
when he needs it"

Something was not right here! What did Mr Rahma know? What had Mr Dickson
said?

"I don't know what you mean Mr Rahma, I don't think I have ever helped him
out at all"

"Oh don't be modest Nicky. He has told me what you have done, even showed
me the photographs"

SHIT!!!!!

"I would very much like you to help me out like that too, especially as I
am paying you"

Mr Rahma turned round slowly and I could see his dick sticking out of the
fly of his baggy trousers!! It was very hard, sticking straight towards me,
and quite thick. It was a dark sort of chocolate brown and the shiny head
was dark brown/purple. I couldn't take my eyes of it! Slowly Mr Rahma
walked towards me, his dick pointing at me as he slowly got closer.

"I think you might like what you are seeing young Nicky, you cannot stop
staring at it. I think it likes you as well. I think it would love to feel
your soft white lips around it"

"Mr Rahma I don't think we should be doing this! I don't know what you are
talking about I"

"Now Nicky please, you have never told me lies before. I would hate to have
to tell your parents I have to fire you for misbehaving with a customer,
and show them the photograph"

It was then I saw, in his left hand, a photograph of me looking up with a
dick in my mouth. It HAD to be Mr Dickson's dick. I have never sucked any
other dick in my life. I was sunk. I was being blackmailed. What Mr Rahma
was doing was wrong, no it was illegal. Both of them could go to prison. I
could easy walk away from this. It was cruel and evil: and my dick was
getting hard!!!! Mr Rahma reached me and very gently ruffled my
hair. Although there was no pressure from him I dropped to my knees in
front of him.

"Such a good boy Nicky. I knew that you would want to help me like you help
Mr Dickson. It is in you genes, you were born to love sucking a cock. I
have known it for all the time you have worked for me. I have watched you,
waiting for the right time, but Mr Dickson got there first."

I opened my mouth, took his fat dick in my hand and moved towards him,
guiding it into my WILLING mouth!!!!! What was wrong with me????

"Oh Nicky, beautiful, wonderful, Suck my cock boy, suck my fat brown
cock. I have wanted this for such a long time, watching that bulge in your
jeans and your beautiful round arse wriggling in your tight jeans every
day. Such a tease. Oh yes boy, make me happy"

I had trouble getting it into my mouth. I did not have a wide mouth and
this was a fat dick. I could smell curry and also a faint smell of wee. It
tasted ok, but different from Mr Dickson. I sucked hard and I think Mr
Rahma pushed harder, and the fat purple head slipped through my lips and
into my mouth. It filled my mouth! The shaft was a little thinner and Mr
Rahma managed to push more into me. I sucked and moved back and forward. He
moaned and sighed. I loved the sound and tried hard. He pushed more in and
I could feel it keep hitting the back of my throat. I knew It could not go
any further, not like Mr Dickson, it was too fat to go into my throat. I
made sure I kept some control to make sure he did not push too hard, but I
could feel I was getting into sucking this new dick!!

"Oh suck it boy, suck my fat brown cock! That's it, make me happy, make me
cum. Make me shoot my load. Oh yes Nicky, you are a born cock sucker. Men
will love your mouth as much as you love their cocks. Keep going boy, keep
going. We must do this every morning I think, yes suck me boy, suck me"

Every morning, no way; but the idea made my dick jump in my jeans. I wanted
to get my dick out but I needed to keep both hands free to stop Mr Rahma
forcing his dick in too far. My dick was hurting, forced against my jeans,
and I could feel that there was a wet patch on my jeans. I sucked more. I
liked this dick. I liked being here, on my knees, sucking a dick and being
called names!!! What the fuck was wrong with me?????

"Oh yes, oh yes oh yes",

Suddenly Mr Rahma forced as hard as he could and the fat head of his dick
lodged in my throat and he yelled!!! I felt his dick jerk, and his cum
forced right down my throat in a great burst. Four times his dick jerked,
deep in my throat. Four times his cum was forced down my throat. I couldn't
even taste it as it was passed my taste buds I guess. Then he slowly drew
his dick back, panting and trying to catch his breath. Another jerk and
more cum shot out. This time it was in my mouth. I could taste it. There
was a taste of curry in his cum. he had cum a lot quicker than Mr Dickson
did. He pulled his dick right out of my mouth and then it jerked again and
a big glob of cum landed on my face, some going into my eyes. It stung!!

"Oh Nicky you have no idea how wonderful you look with my spunk running
down your face."

There was a click sort of sound and through my part closed stinging eyes I
could see Mr Rahma had his phone out and was taking a picture!!! He put his
phone away and turned to the small sink in the toilet and got a damp
cloth. His cum was running slowly down my face. It seemed thicker than Mr
Dickson's. When it reached my top lip, without thinking, I stuck my tongue
out to catch it.

"Such a slut, such a pretty cock sucking slut you are Nicky, catching the
last of my spunk with your tongue. I always knew you were born to suck
cocks and that you would love it. I hope Mr Dickson only got to your mouth
before me, and nowhere else"

I was not sure what he meant by the last bit, but had a funny feeling that
this would not be the last time I had his dick on my mouth, and that he
wanted more from me, maybe my bum! The idea of sucking him made my dick
jerk again. Mr Rahma very gently cleaned my eyes and the stinging stopped,
but I had a feeling my eyes might be a bit red. Mr Rahma then leaned
forward and kissed each of my eyes!! It was real odd, but somehow it also
felt good. I reached for my own dick.

"No no, we do not have time for that. I have to open the shop, and any one
of the other paper boys or girls could walk in. Maybe Mr Dickson will help
you out after your round. I am going to send him your photograph of my cum
on your face"

"No please don't Mr Rahma"

"Don't worry Nicky, it is quite safe. Mr Dickson and I have shared boys
before, a few. We have never got any of them into trouble and none of them
have ever complained. We are boy lovers, Some people would call us
pedophiles, but we prefer to be called boy lovers for that is what we
are. We love our boys and take care of them. We are not the only two in the
town, there is a small but very select group, only people we know we can
trust with our freedom. You never know, one day you might me some more of
them"

I was shocked!!! There were other men like Mr Dickson and Mr Rahma?  How
come I never knew that. How come mum and dad had never said anything? How
did they recognise a boy who would suck dicks? Would they look at me and
know I was one? All these questions were going round in my head when I
heard the banging on the shop door. Mr Rahma went to open up.

"Stay here Nicky for a while and get your papers ready"

I did what Mr Rahma said, getting my papers sorted and into my bad. My dick
was so hard still and there was a big wet patch on my jeans. I knew that I
would have to keep it covered with my paper bag. Soon I was ready and I
walked out into the shop. Mr Rahma looked at me and smiled.

"Nicky my sweet cock sucker, I am sorry. Next time your must be naked. We
can't have you doing your paper round with such an obvious big wet patch of
young pre-cum on your jeans."

He ruffled my hair. I adjusted my paper bag to cover my jeans and set off
on my round.


As I started early I finished early, so I walked back to mr Dickson's
house. I knocked on the back door and Mr Dickson opened it and let me in. I
started to take my clothes off like he liked me to.

"No stop Nicky, stop. I am sorry but not today"

I was devastated!!!

"Why not?"

"Look I know what happened this morning, and if I didn't feel so miserable
I would love to help you out"

"What's wrong?"

"I have had a letter from my landlord, he wants me out. I am going to have
to move"

"What?? Where to??"

"Oh I don' know. There is not much rental property in the town. I will
probably move up north, back to my roots. It is cheaper up there"

"But you can't, you mustn't, please"

I was desperate! If Mr Dickson went so would my fun! I wouldn't have his
dick to suck!

"Why is he doing this?"

"I think he wants to sell the house, or at least one of his houses; and as
it is time to renew the lease he can get me out now. He just has to give me
the notice. There is nothing I can do"

"There must be something, you can't go. Can I help. Can't you do anything"

"Nicky you sweet boy. There is nothing you or I could do, honestly. He
won't listen to me and so he wouldn't listen to you would he?"

I sat down. My dick had gone totally soft now. I was starting to cry. My
world seemed to be collapsing.

"Please don't cry Nicky. There is nothing that would make him change his
mind. He is a hard man. The only thing that might even make him THINK about
it is something I could not do"

"What is that Mr Dickson, please?"

"My landlord is a boy lover Nicky. He likes to have sex with boys, but he
has a reputation of being a little rough. His favourite is a virgin boy. I
could not and would not find him a boy"

"Please Mr Dickson, I would suck him if it means you could stay"

"Nicky my darling, he would love to have you suck him. To be honest any man
would, especially a true boy lover, but he would want more from you than
that. I could not let that happen"

"Please Mr Dickson. I will do what he wants, please. I don't want you to
move, please"

"Nicky you angel, you would do that for me? You would offer your sweet
young body to a stranger to help me?"

I looked at the floor, feeling very nervous.

"Yes I would Mr Dickson"

"Are you serious? I thought you were just saying it. This is a risky thing
to do you know"

"I know Mr Dickson. Mr Rahma said I was born to suck dicks, and that I am a
very helpful boy. I would do it for you"

"If you are serious Nicky, I could arrange for him to be here when you came
round one day, and we could see what happens. I would be close by then just
in case. Look this is too big for you to make a quick decision. Go home and
enjoy your weekend. Think about it and then phone me. Please do think very
carefully though"

I went home and I did think very carefully. I knew I should be disgusted
and happy. Mr Rahma had blackmailed me into sucking his fat brown dick, and
now I could escape from Mr Dickson. But I didn't feel happy I felt very
sad. Thinking about Mr Rahma's dick made me get hard. I wanked myself
off. After my head was still going round and round thinking about Mr
Dickson. I liked his dick, and somehow the idea of a stranger having me was
really scary, frightening, but also a bit exciting. I got hard again and
wanked off a second time. This was how my weekend went.

Monday morning, at the end of my paper round I dropped a note through Mr
Dickson's letter box and went off to school. At lunchtime my phone went
ping and I checked it. There was a message from Mr Dickson!!

`If you are sure Nicky, only if you are sure. I can get him here on
Wednesday after you finish school, but be sure you want to do this. You can
call or text if you want to call it off. Thank you sweetness xx"

What would happen on Wednesday? Would I be able to help Mr Dickson to keep
his house?



Nickybn1998@gmail.com