Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2006 09:23:46 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Pablo's Story part 3

This  is a homosexual fantasy and as such will contain unprotected sex,
which, in this  day and age is unwise to say the least; but it is a fantasy. If it
is illegal  for you to read such material, for any reason, please leave  now.
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I  slowly came around and realised I felt like I needed to shit, so I left my
 fingers up my bum. With my free hand I scooped up as much of my cum as I
could  and ate it. I was starting to love the taste. Gingerly I got off the bed
and  waddled into the bathroom through the connecting door. Before I sat on the
pan I  bolted the door to the hallway and started to run a bath. I stooped
over the pan  and eased my fingers from my hole, and then I sat down. As I
defecated I looked  at my fingers, there were streaks of shit on them. I'd have to
sort that out  somehow; I thought over things I'd read in the medical books
and remembered  something about an enema to clean you out, but I couldn't
remember the details.  When I'd finished I wiped my bottom with my other hand, then
I washed my hands  and cleaned my bottom with a wet flannel.
By  now my bath was ready so I turned off the taps and climbed in, I lay back
 luxuriating in the hot water for several minutes, my still hard cock just
breaking the surface of the water. Standing up I used the flannel again to poke
 up into my boy hole, then I soaped up a couple of fingers and pushed them
into  my hole. The soap stung a little but I persevered, wiggling my fingers
around  inside my bum-hole.
Of  course my cock got even stiffer, so I soaped up my other hand and began
to wank  my cock. I managed to get a third finger up my bum-hole and I started
to finger  fuck myself as I continued to slowly wank off, enjoying the
sensations running  through my body. I closed my eyes and imagined it was the second
boy's bigger  brown cock up my bum-hole, which really turned me on. It took me
about 10  minutes to approach my climax, I swilled my wanking hand clean and
as I came  with a loud groan I captured as much cum in my hand as I could.
When I'd  finished, about 5 shots, I stuck my cum covered fingers into my mouth
and sucked  them clean, then I lapped at my hand until there was no cum left.
Easing my  fingers from my bum-hole I carefully inspected them, they were
clean. I pulled  the plug and as the bath drained I turned on the shower to finish
cleaning  myself off.
I  climbed out of the bath and as I towelled myself dry I had the weirdest
sensation of being watched, then I heard a scratching sound. My pulse
quickened,  and my cock shrivelled up. "Calm down" I told myself, "it's probably
guilt  making you feel that someone's watching you, and the noise was only mice
behind  the skirting board!" When I was dry I returned to the bedroom.
I  sprawled on the bed and picked up the album. The rest of the photos were
similar  to the first four, the boy was on his back getting fucked from both
ends, ending  up with him covered in spunk, as with the first photos, four
photos completed a  set. The Grandee and the black guy weren't in any more photos.
The other men,  their faces always hidden, were a mixture of brown, black and
white, and their  cock sizes varied from one no bigger than my own to several
slighter bigger than  the first black guy. All of them were mature men, some
fit, some chubby, some  fat. In the last dozen sets of the photos the boy was
wearing what looked like a  studded dog collar, and he had a big silver ring
through his left nipple. He  also had a thick silver ring through his right ear.
I also noticed that his  pubic hair had been trimmed and shaped so there was
only a small patch at the  base of his cock. I found all the changes a turn
on.
One  set of the dog collar photos was slightly different; it had the boy on
his belly  strapped to a table, his hard cock trapped against the table's edge
while he got  it from both ends by two big black cocks; his buttocks were
bright red as well I  noticed. In the cum photos the boy's spunk formed a puddle
on the floor, and the  black guys' spunk was all over his bum, his back, and in
his thick black hair.  The boy never smiled, but was always hard and always
came. As the pictures  progressed he got older. In the last set he looked to be
about 21 or so, I found  him more and more attractive, his lithe, hairless
brown body filled out slightly  and his musculature became defined, but not
overdeveloped. His uncut cock had  thickened and grown to what I estimated was 7-1/2
inches. I wondered how old he'd  be now, and where he was, and if he'd like
me?
In  total there were 25 sets of photos, and then I turned the last page, to a
 revelation. On the left, facing the album cover were two photos of the naked
boy  the same age as at the beginning. In the first he was facing the camera
with a  rock hard cock and he was positively radiant as he beamed at the
camera. His arm  was draped around the shoulder of another naked native boy,
slightly smaller,  very pretty, he'd got a hard on too, his uncut cock slightly
bigger than my  boy's. In the last photo they were kissing while holding each other
's hard  cocks. Beneath the photos was written "LEONEL (14) Y ELIAS (15), MI
AMOR  QUERIDO!" Which I roughly translated as "Leonel and Elias, my one true
 love!"  So that was my lovely  boy/man's name Leonel, but who was Elias?
I sat up, although my cock was hard I didn't want to wank, I wanted to  think
about Leonel and the mysterious Elias, but first I needed to hide the box.  I
looked around the room and settled on the big old ornate chest of drawers
that  held the bed linen, towels, curtains and suchlike. Its base ran to the
floor,  but it was 9 inches to the bottom of the last drawer which held the seldom
used  blankets, so I wondered if there would be space to hide my box in
there. I  packed all the photos and toys into the box and closed it, carrying it
with me  as I went over to the chest of drawers. I realised I wouldn't be able
to pull  the drawer out with the blankets in so I started to take them out. I
knew it was  going to be a bit of a chore doing this every time, but I didn't
want my sex  stuff found.
When  it was empty I lifted the drawer out and peered into the space, to my
surprise  there was another box in there. I picked it up it, was the same size
as my box  but wasn't carved, but someone had branded it LEONEL'S, I was
amazed. I sat on  my haunches to examine it; there was no keyhole, just a hook and
eye. I placed  it on the floor, it was quite heavy, I took the hook from the
eye, and with  trembling hands I opened it.
Inside were a collection of sex toys: 2  butt-plugs one bigger than the other
and both bigger than mine, (well, they  belonged to me now!), four dildos, a
pink (8x4-1/2 inches) and a black one (8x5  inches), both were shaped like cocks
with balls. A pink one with a base that  came off (9x4 inches), I opened it
and realised you could put batteries in,  interesting. The last one was black,
with a suction cup base. It was a  collection of 5 balls, the smallest 3 inches
around then increasing by around an  inch or so to the last which was 7-1/2
inches around, they were just over 6 inches  long. Then there was a bendy, 6 inch
narrow stem to the suction cup, awesome to  my young eyes. I ran my hand up
and down the graded balls, I shuddered, what  would that feel like going in and
out of my bum-hole!
There  was the dog collar Leonel had worn in the photos and, another photo of
Leonel  and Elias kissing, they were holding each others cocks as before, but
this time  their hands and cocks were covered in spunk. My cock, which had
softened,  stiffened, I pulled my foreskin back and squeezed my shaft, precum
bubbled from  my cock slit; I ate it of course. The last object was a battered
cardboard box;  I took it out and opened it. Inside was a long glass tube with
a plunger one end  and a funny shaped stem with a hole in it at the other end.
I examined it  turning it over in my hands and trying the plunger. Then it
dawned on me, if you  filled it with water you could give yourself an enema, one
of my problems  solved. I shivered, it had been up Leonel's bum-hole, and
tomorrow it would be  up mine. I looked at the new toys, eventually they'd be up
my bum-hole too.
End of part 3. If you have any constructive criticism, or anything  you wish
to share with me, contact me at _INSILVA92@aol.com_ (mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com)
 Love Paul.
Copyright 2006