Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2015 22:39:10 +0100
From: Nicky Dunhelm <nickybn1998@gmail.com>
Subject: I liked Mr Dickson Chpt 6 M/t M/t anal oral reluct

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I Liked Mr Dickson Ch 6 MM/t Anal Oral reluctant

I didn't visit Mr Dickson after school for the next two days. I left him a
note when I delivered his paper saying my mates wondered why I was not
playing football with them after school, so I had better do it in case they
got to interested in what I was doing instead. Mr Rahma never touched me
either!!! On the Friday I found a note on the door of Mr Dickson's house
for me. He asked if I could meet him sometime over the weekend. I said if
he came to watch the football he could give me a lift back home after. He
was at the football and when one of my mates asked who the guy was in the
kewl BMW I told him he was a friend of my mum from her work. He was jealous
and said he wouldn't mind a lift, but I said he lived the wrong
direction. Mr Dickson was mine and nobody was having him but me.

I got into the car and he really revved it up to make a noise and spun the
wheels as we took off. I felt so good seeing my mates looking and wishing
it was them. As soon as we were away and the road was quiet I grabbed Mr
Dickson's dick through his trousers. He moaned!

"Are we going to your place Mr D?"

"No Nicky, I don't have much time, but I need to talk to you. I need to
explain a bit more about what Mr Booras meant about the weekend?

"Well we can do that at yours in your bed can't we?"

"Not today sexy, I have a meeting at 6. Look can you visit anytime tomorrow
or maybe after school next week?'

"Yeah when?"

"Well if it is tomorrow then send me a text message to let me know when. If
it is after school in the week then send me a text to say what day. God I
wish I had more time Nicky, you have got me so hard. I need that tight
little arse of yours, and those sweet lips and tight throat"

"You can have them Mr D, right now"

I grabbed his dick out of his trousers and leant over and started to suck
him as he was driving. I was feeling so horny after not visiting him. I
never knew what was going on. All I knew was Mr D was making those great
noises that meant he was real close to cumming, and I was loving hearing
him and feeling his dick in my mouth. Suddenly there was a very loud lorry
horn sound. I tried to look up but Mr Dickson held my head on his dick and
suddenly erupted loads of cum into my mouth. I had to swallow real quick to
stop any getting on his clothes. At last he let me up and I saw a big lorry
next to Mr Dickson's car and there was a man leaning out smiling. He must
have been watching!! At first I thought it was a passenger but then I saw
the writing on the lorry was not English. As Mr Dickson slowed down and the
lorry hooted again, the driver waved, and it pulled away I saw it was from
Poland. A Polish lorry driver had been watching me suck off Mr Dickson!
First I felt embarrassed, but then I felt sorts proud too and even more
horny! I wanted more but Mr Dickson was slowing down, and he pulled into a
place and stopped.

"Look sorry Nicky but I really do have to go. I have to drop you here. Can
you get home ok on your own? It isn't too far from yours is it? I can give
you bus fare if you need it"

"No that's ok Mr D. I can cut across the cemetery down the road. I'll send
you a text message"

I got out of the car. I was pissed off. Mr Dickson had not touched me at
all, and he had got me so horny and hard. He drove off and I walked down
the road until I got to the cemetery. I went in through the gate and walked
along the path that ran right through the middle. It was quiet, but there
were a few people tidying up flowers and stuff. It is a big cemetery, and
it took over 10 minutes to reach the other side. By now my stiffy had gone
but I needed to have a pee. I thought about in the bushes alongside the
edge of the cemetery but I could have been seen. Then I remembered there
was a bog just outside this end of the path. It wasn't very clean and not
many people used it because of that. The road was a very quiet one and
there were no houses near so the bog was almost never used. I walked in to
have a pee.

Jezz it din't smell very nice! But I did see the drawings and writing on
the walls!! I'm glad I started to pee before I read any of it or I would
have got a stiffy and not been able to pee!  It was dead quiet in the bog
so I knew nobody could be around. I got a stiffy and so I pulled down the
front of my soccer shorts and got my dick out and started to have a good
rub. There were drawings of dicks, and dicks in mouths and dicks in
bums. There was a real nice drawing of a young boy bent over with a much
older guy shoving is dick up the kids bum! That got me mega hard!!! There
were things about phoning numbers for sex, or being there at different
times to get sucked off or fucked or to suck a big dick. It was my heaven
for a good wank. Suddenly a door clicked and a man coughed and I saw
somebody start to come out of the cubicle. I tried to shove my dick away
but cos it was so stiff it wouldn't go easy back into my shorts.

"Don't know why you are trying to hid your little cock form me kid. I been
watching you pulling it off since you started. There is a hole in the wall
and I saw everything. You're a horny little kid aren't you?

He was old, I mean like real old, bald and fat and not very clean. He
needed a shave real bad, and a wash. His clothes were dirty too. Then I saw
between his legs, a very fat dick sticking straight at me! I couldn't take
my eyes of it. I had seen bigger dicks but never one that fat! I just
stared and stared and without knowing my stiffy came back full on and I
started wanking off again looking at the guy. He slowly walked closer and
closer to me.

"Like what you staring at kid?"

I nodded, my mouth hanging open.

"Thought you did the way you got so stiff, and the way you pulling yourself
off so hard. If you're not careful you gonna pull it right off"

By now he was right in front of me and his dick almost was level with my
mouth. He bent forward and grabbed my football top. I never did anything to
stop him as he pulled it off over my head.

"Fuck you're younger than I thought kid, you're almost hairless. How old
are you?"

I never answered I just stood there like I was frozen.

"I asked you a question boy! It is rude to ignore your seniors" he snarled
at me.

"S s s sorry, I'm 13 sir"

"Thirteen eh? I like that, and I like you attitude boy. Now your top half
is just gorgeous so let's see the rest"

He leant forward again and I felt my shorts being pushed down my legs/ They
ended up by my ankles.

"Shit kid you are a dream!!! I bet that little arse has never been fucked
has it, too small and too tight"

As he was saying this he was rubbing his finger over my bum hole and trying
to push it in. I never said nothing but it felt so good I leaned forward
too and then my mouth was right on his dick. He must have felt my breath on
it"

"Go on kid, you know you want to, Take my fat old dick into that pretty
little mouth of yours. You been staring at it with your mouth open, so now
taste it"

I moved forward and felt his knob end on my lips. He put his hand at the
back of my head and pushed some. I knew what was going to happen! He didn't
smell nice. He didn't smell clean, but I was like so horned up it didn't
matter. It wasn't my fault. It was Mr Dickson's fault. If he had given me
what i wanted I would be home now. The pressure increased and I felt my
mouth being forced open more than I had ever felt. I never knew it could
get that open. The fat head forced and then popped into my mouth. I felt
like I had swallowed a whole apple in one go!

"Watch those teeth boy! Scrape my cock and I'll beat your arse to a pulp
and then fuck it dry"

If he had said he would have fucked my gentle and with lube I would have
said ok, but I knew he was fatter than Mr Booras, and he hurt like fuck, so
if he did me dry I could end up in hospital or something!!! I opened as
wide as I could and tried to get my lips over my teeth. His dick had a
bitter taste I didn't like! He pushed more and more into me. My mouth was
hurting and my jaw was aching. I was not sucking him like I sucked Mr
Dickson. I had no control. I knew this was going to be a face fuck and
there was nothing I could do about it. I was scared, and my dick was hard
as ever and dripping!!

He did just fuck my mouth and throat. In and out, in and out. Each time he
went in that great fat knob end was forced against the back of my throat
and I gagged some. It didn't seem to bother him at all. He just kept
ramming it into my mouth.

"God your mouth is tight kid. You are a right little slut aren't you? Look
at your little cock, hard and dripping pre-cum all over the floor. I'm
going to fill you full of my spunk, flood your mouth and belly. Suck me you
slut, you fag, suck my cock"

As he was saying all this he was ramming it faster and faster and then he
bellowed like an animal and his knob end got even bigger and my mouth was
totally flooded with cum!!!! I was choking and gagging and swallowing. Each
time I swallowed it must have rubbed his knob end cos he moaned and cum
some more. He must have cum six or seven times before he stopped and pulled
out. By now I had tears running down my face from my eyes, and his cum from
my nose and my mouth. I looked down and there was a puddle of cum on the
floor too. I had cum!!!!!!!!!!! Some dirty old man was raping my mouth in a
public toilet and it made me cum without even touching my dick! What was
happening to me?????

"You dirty little cock sucker. You got my spunk running down your face and
chest and you shot your own load on the floor! You love a fat cock don't
you boy? I don't often get a blow job, and never from something as pretty
and sexy as you. You love sucking cocks boy you hang around here, you will
get plenty. Mind you before long some of them will be shoving it up that
pretty like arse of your. That will make you squeal!. Can't hang around
here I got place to be"

With that he was zipped up and gone!

I pulled up my shorts, which had some of my cum on them; and put my top on,
which stuck to me with his cum. I had just about got dressed proper when
another man came in. He sniffed the air and I heard him say

"I wonder what has been going on here?"

I went bright red. He looked at me and smiled.

"No need to rush off kid, hang around and enjoy yourself"

I ran out of the entrance and up the road. When I got home mum was still at
the shops so I went in and had a shower and put my football kit in the
washing machine and started it. When my mum got home and saw what I had
done she gave me a hug and a kiss and said how thoughtful it was to wash my
now kit!!!!!! As we had to go to my nan's on Sunday for lunch I sent Mr
Dickson a text and told him I would visit him on Tuesday after school.

i played football on Monday after school, but Mr Dickson had been forgotten
by then and nobody mentioned him. Tuesday I went to long way to his house
and, like he asked me, I went in the garden and to the backdoor and
knocked. He opened the door, looked at me with a big smile and got me to
come in. Mr Rahma had been talking very dirty to me but apart from fondling
my bum and getting me to feel his dick in his loose jeans nothing had
happened. I think he just enjoyed getting me all horny and hard, and then
sending me out to deliver my papers. I was horny and hoped something might
happen; no I really wanted something to happen, almost like I needed it. Mr
Dickson took me into his lounge, which I didn't like cos we had never done
stuff in there cos you could see in the front window. There were biscuits
on the table and a big jug of orange juice and some glasses. Mr Dickson
poured me an orange juice and offered me a biscuit. I took two! He sat down
opposite me (I knew he couldn't touch me from there!!) and started to talk.

"Nicky, this weekend, well it is going to be shall we say a bit more
intensive than Mr Booras and me together were, did you realise that"

"Course, like I'm not stupid"

"Don't get arsy with me, I am trying to help and protect you. What happened
with Mr Booras hurt didn't it?"

"Yeah it did a bit, but I was ok with it. I never minded cos I did what I
did to keep you here"

"Yes, but at the weekend you will be doing it either because you have to,
or because you want to, or some of both"

"So: I like having sex with men, its kewl and I love big dicks and how they
feel"

"But what about when a big cock is forced into your little arse Nicky, you
yelled, even screamed when Mr Booras did that didn't you?"

"Yeah I did so what?  It fucking hurt and he was a bit rough. But he said
he loved it when I screamed, and in the end it was even ok for me and
remember I cum too and I got you to do me again after. I did it to keep you
here"

"So you were ok with two men fucking you, well three men if you count me
doing it twice?"

"Yeah it was ok and you were gentle when you did it the second time"

"What about if there were say more than three men?"

"How you mean, more than three men?"

"God Nicky you are so naive, but then you are only 13 I guess. There could
be say six men at Mr Booras's house on Saturday, all of them wanting to
fuck you and have you suck them off."

"Six?"

"Yes six. They won't all be like Mr Booras. Different me like sex different
ways. Some like it rough like Mr Booras, and like other men around to watch
and join in. Some like doing it gentle and on a one to one basis, but they
will all want you at both ends before the day is finished"

"Oh, well I guess I suppose. They like won't hurt me too much or leave
marks or anything?"

"Oh no Nicky, we never harm our boys, we love them. They give us their
bodies and we give them, we hope, satisfaction and enjoyment back'

I was starting to get more horny. My dick was sticking out in my school
trousers, and I remembered what had happened in the cemetery toilet.

"Well I guess it will be ok. I do like sex fun with men, it gets me so
horny. I not done it since the weekend and I'm horny now"

SHIT!!!!!!!!!

"What do you mean you have not done it since the weekend. I know Mr Rahma
has not done anything, and neither have I or Mr Booras. What have you
done?"

"Nothing"

"Don't lie to me Nicky, what have you done"

I looked down at the floor and started to tell Mr Dickson what had happened
in the cemetery toilet after he dropped me off. I said how he had left me
so horny. That I didn't mean it to happen. That I only went for a pee, but
then that man came, and he really forced me. I could see two things. Mr
Dickson was angry, and Mr Dickson had got very very hard. By the time I had
finished my story he was rubbing his dick through his trousers.

"Get up to the bedroom and strip naked Nicky!"

I went upstairs and did just what he had told me to do. At last I would be
able to suck his dick for him and then maybe he would fuck me gentle like
he had also time. I was so randy now and my own dick was leaking. He came
into the room and I was lying face down, naked on his bed.

I couldn't believe it when the first slap landed on my bum! Jesus Christ it
hurt and I yelled for him to stop it. He ignored me! He held me down tight
and slapped my bum over and over till I was crying and my bum felt like it
was on fire. At last he stopped and I lay there on his bed, naked with my
legs over the edge, crying. I felt him move, but my bum hurt too much to do
anything; and the man I thought loved me had just given me a spanking and
it hurt. Nobody had ever done that to me, not even my dad or my mum. My bum
hurt, but also so did my heart. Mr Dickson moved some more. He was between
my legs. He was touching my bum.

If I thought the spanking hurt it was nothing like when his dick forced its
way into my bum in one massive violent thrust. I screamed and screamed. He
just pounded in and out of my bum!! I cried. He panted. I begged. He called
me names and humiliated me. How could the man I thought loved me do this??
He said he would never harm me? He kept thrusting harder and harder and
deeper and deeper. I yelled and wriggled and screamed. He froze. he shot
his load into my bum. I came all over his bed!!!!!

After he had shot four or five more loads into me he fell onto my back. He
lay there, and then after a bit started kissing and nibbling my neck and
ears. Now he was trying to be nice to me. I hated him! But then why had I
cum a big load on his bed? He had hurt me, so why did it feel good now? My
head was totally confused. I just lay there and let him do what he wanted
until he eventually pulled out and got off me.

"I see you at least enjoyed that enough to cum a load and mess my bed?"

I said nothing but blushed.

"Nicky, what I just did was to rape you. I forced you to let me fuck you,
and it hurt. You can't say it didn't because it did. I know it did. Ok so
in the end you did cum a load, so you got some pleasure from it. I was
trying to teach you a lesson. You are thirteen years old. You don't look
that old and you are very pretty and sexually very attractive to some
men. If you go hanging around doing stuff in toilets you will either get
caught by the police or you will end up getting raped, and it will be even
worse than what I just did to you. You could get an infection. All sorts of
things. I hope you have learnt not to do that. If you need sex that much
then believe me Mr Booras can keep you busy every day of the week, but you
will be safe even if one or two of the men might be a little rough"

I felt bad, really bad. I could see I had hurt Mr Dickson. I could see it
in his eyes as he talked to me. He sat there, naked, telling me off but
looking hurt. I walked towards him and dropped to my knees between his
legs. I took his soft dick in my mouth and cleaned him up. I wanted to show
him I was sorry. I wanted to hear him make those noises he makes when he is
feeling good. Slowly his dick grew in my mouth. I didn't expect that!
Normally he take a long time to get hard again. His dick grew and grew and
instead of letting it slide out of my mouth I moved and swallowed so it
slowly went down my throat. His knob end was in my throat so when I went to
swallow it for massaged. I worked my tongue all over his dick and his balls
and I sucked and sucked and slid up and down his dick. He soon started
making the noises I liked and it seemed like in no time he was shooting a
load down my throat. I was happy again! He lifted me off his softening dick
and kissed me, gently.

"Oh my god Nicky I never expected that result!"

"How come you got hard again so quick then?"

"To be honest, fucking you was just such an amazing feeling I didn't really
get soft proper and I was still feeling very horny, so when you started
sucking I just went straight back hard again. Nicky you are amazing you
know! You really have turned into a right little cock hound haven't you? I
reckon you will be ok on Saturday, you will enjoy it, even what
hurts. Seems to me that a little pain gets you horny too. Anyway you need
to visit me Friday evening. There will be no sex but I am going to have to
shave those few pubes from by your cock. Mr Booras wants you looking as
young as possible, and totally hairless will be better. From the front you
will hardly look thirteen. From the back you only look eleven or twelve
anyway. You are going to make some men very very happy on Saturday"

"But I have only just grown these pubes, please"

"Sorry Nicky, but they have to go"

I stopped protesting. This was the man I loved. If he said it then they had
to go. I wondered exactly what Saturday was going to be like, but the idea
was getting me horny as I thought about it. What had happened to me? In a
couple of weeks I had gone from a normal thirteen years old, possibly gay
boy, to a sex with older men addict?? I had to get out of this before I got
in too deep.

Friday afternoon, at school, I got a text from Mr Booras.

"Hi Nicky my boy, looking forward to tomorrow very much, as I am sure you
are. I know you wont let me down will you. Those videos we took have got a
few of my friends very interested, but don't worry so far I have kept them
for just a very few of my closest and most trusted friends'

Was that just a message, or a threat?



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