Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2008 05:48:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca
Subject: I Was a bad Boy - Part 7

As I've said before, I'm not sure if it's necessary for us as writers, to
warn off underage readers, but for some reason we do. If you've gotten this
far on the site, you have already been told you are not allowed so I'll
leave it at that. Also, this is just a little story that is for the most
part, fiction but, some of it may be true -- you decide and have fun with
it. Also if you want to take this story and claim as your own -- I don't
really care -- download it or do whatever turns you on. It's a sex story
so treat it as one. You have my blessing -- just send me a note of
thanks, tell me who you are and why you haven't invited me to your
website. The Parkstranger

Grandpa Bert comes for a visit again

But now as you know Gramma isn't home. Bert is Grammas brother who I guess
to be in about his early 70's or so. Bert was my first, but brief encounter
with an older man. We were sitting together on the couch watching TV and
Gramma was asleep in her chair across from us when Bert sort of snuggled me
up beside him and we were almost to the point of me touching Bert's cock
when Gramma woke up. Nothing else happened then but it was really Bert who
got me more interested in older men and after that night I really wanted to
know and do more with an older man.

I don't know what you would call Bert as far as a relation is concerned but
ever since I was little I just called him Grandpa Bert and he seemed to
like that. I was having another bath at about 7 the next day after my day
out with Herbert. As usual I was feeling sort of horny again and I was
working my home made dildo (a round glass tube jar that used to have hand
cream or something of Grammas that made a perfect dildo) in and out of me
slowly as I remembered my fucking with the old guy in the store yesterday
when I heard a knock on the door. Dam, I thought, who the hell could that
be? I grabbed my towel and dried off some and quickly put my robe on (the
short white on that only came down to about mid thigh) and went to answer
the door. I took a quick look through the window on my way to the door and
recognized Grandpa Bert's car and was happy to see it was him at the
door. I opened up and gave Grandpa Bert and big smile and hug and invited
him in. The hug went on much longer than I was ready for as he let his
hands drop down to my ass as he pulled me up to him. Grandpa Bert was still
a pretty big and strong man who obviously took care of himself.

I hadn't seen Bert since our first brief encounter when Gramma was asleep
across from us and he snuggled with me on the couch but that time was more
or less what got me started down the road with older men. This hug at the
door was just breaking up as I could feel his cock getting hard and his
hand starting to wander my chubby body and especially squeezing my bum
cheeks as he pulled me into him and making me aware of his hardening
cock. I had suspected that if we weren't interrupted that time by Gramma
waking up things would have gone much farther that night.

Bert knew Gramma was away and asked me if anyone was looking out for me
while she was gone. I explained how the principle had found me an older
gentleman to stay with but that I had talked him into letting me come home
sometimes to bath and change clothes and stuff. Bert seemed satisfied with
my story so we let it drop because he said he was pretty much on his own at
my age too. Bert explained how he was on his way through town headed to a
event where he was going to meet up with all of old army buddies for the
next two or three days in the city about 80 miles from here.  All the while
we are talking he has his arm around me and we are walking into the living
room and sit down beside each other on the couch. As I sat down in nothing
but my short white robe it really rode up my legs to barely covering my
cock with almost all my lily white thick legs showing. Grandpa Bert sort of
turned toward me as he was talking to me with one arm around me and the
other now resting on my knee and as he continued to talk the hand on my
knee began moving up and down my leg and going further up than down.

I was so getting hornier as he was talking that I didn't even tune into
what it was that he was saying but became aware of his words soon as his
face kept coming closer to mine and I realized he was saying "how sexy I
looked in that nice short robe and that he loved the feel of my legs." Then
he just leaned right into me and kissed me on the mouth pushing his tongue
into my mouth for me to suck on. As he was doing this my robe became undone
somehow and soon I was laying back and he was pretty much on top of me
kissing and now feeling me all over. As he was kissing and feeling me like
that I worked my hand up between his legs to and cupped his hard cock in my
hand outside his pants. Now there was no more pretence or pretending as he
broke the kiss and looked deep into my eyes and I guess he seen what he
wanted to see as he just sat up and stripped off his pants and underwear
and pretty much mounted me. As he said to me, "This isn't your first time
is it Terry?" I admitted that no it wasn't my first or even my second time
and as I was saying this I was sliding further down on the couch and
spreading and lifting my legs to get into position for him to enter me. It
was just a moment of lust now for both of us. At first he couldn't believe
how easy he slid into me but as soon as he was in me deep and I was
thrusting back at him as he was fucking me now with just reckless abandon,
fucking wildly into me and I gave back as good as I got. He knew and I knew
this was a lust fuck that was interrupted so long ago it seemed and I think
he had been thinking about me ever since maybe even jerking himself
picturing doing this to me and he wouldn't last long before I felt him
begin to slow down and hold his throbbing cock deep inside me as he started
shooting his hot cum way up in me. I just love that feeling of hot cum
pumping in me so much that it makes me cum too when it happens. Finally
Grandpa Bert fucked me and he fucked me so good that I really, really
wanted more but he was totally exhausted and said he need a good rest
before he could even think about getting another hard on as I had drained
him completely.

Bert rested for about an hour before saying it was time for him to get
going. He told me he was going to stop back in on his way back and that he
would call me to let me know when he would be here. He said he wanted me to
"save" myself for him and for me to be naked in bed when he got here. I
lied of course and promised to "save" myself just for him.

I had now been hard fucked at least three times in the past two days and I
was still horny and didn't even clean myself up for about an hour because I
liked the feeling of his cum running out of me and the feeling of it in me
as I walked around. I also now knew that I could take a good hard fucking
and give back just as much as I got and that I was a really good fuck. I
also knew that the word would get around in the pedo community and that I
would be wise to be careful of who I hooked up with. So far I had been sort
of lucky and except for the old guy after the soccer game I hadn't been
forced to fuck for anyone yet and that one really wasn't either but I knew
that it could happen if I got in with the wrong crowd. At about 9 I guess
it was I decided to jump in the shower and clean up because I started to
think about maybe visiting the book store again (like I said, I am always
so horny and the thought of more cum pumping up in me had me really wanting
it again.)

The Book Store and the Forest of Ill-Repute

The book store you know about if you've been following my little story. I
came to call the forest that I found myself in later that day the "forest
of ill-repute" as it was a pedo's hangout heaven and I became a star
attraction out there with the help of my old friend Herbert. Before this
day was done, I was fucked five more times and I had sucked and swallowed
cum three times. Oh yes, I cheated on Grandpa Bert many, many times before
he came back and I promise to tell you in detail in Bad Boy 8. Thank you
and all nice comments appreciated.

I am
The Parkstranger
lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca