Date: Tue, 11 Feb 2003 12:48:18 +1000
From: S
Subject: School Bully

This story is true and happened to me just three days ago.  If sexual acts
between an adult and a minor offends you, then do not read any further.

It was a very hot Queensland day, typical summers day actually, and I
called into MacDonalds for an Ice Cream Cone.  You always know what you are
going to get from Maccas.

I was in my car and went through the entrance and pulled in just outside
and sat in my car at the side of the road enjoying the cool ice cream.  The
Secondary High School was just disgorging its hordes of pupils and they
were walking along the footpath towards me.  Naturally I admired their
looks, and fantasised about their bodies because the boys, in typical
modern fashion, looked an absolute mess.  They had shorts with the crutch
down around their knees. The bottom legs of the shorts were almost to their
ankles and their shirts had to be outside because there was nothing to tuck
the shirts into.  It really has to be the most awful slovenly dress any
fashion (fashion !!!!????) has ever gone through.  If only these boys saw
what they looked like from behind.

Their ages ranged from 12/13 to 17 I would have thought.  Suddenly I saw
one boy, not walking on the footpath but he was on the grass outside the
concrete path and what attracted my gaze was not what he was wearing or
where he was but the height of him and the colour of his skin.  He must
have been all of 190cm tall, he had an exceptionally young face, in fact
that of an 11 yr old, and his skin was not just pale but chalky white. His
legs and arms were the same colour.  In fact his legs looked weird because
not only were they deathly white but you could actually SEE his legs
because he had his shorts drawn up so that the crutch was actually where
the crutch should be.  Of course his school shorts were very baggy and
loose and this sort of accentuated the painfully thin anaemic nature of his
legs.

Suddenly, from out of no where it appeared to me, two boys of about 15
charged into this very tall youth and one of them deliberately tripped him
so that he fell on his back on the grass.  He looked in fear at the two
boys who laughed.  Almost immediately two other boys of about the same age
came towards the tall lad lying on the ground and they started to kick him.
I was out of the car in a flash because this was right in front of me.

My ice cream dropped on to the roadway as I rushed towards the two cowards
kicking this defenceless boy.  I know you just don't do this in 2003 but I
cuffed one around the head and sent him spinning and I grabbed the other
one by the neck and twisted and threw him to the ground.  I was really
angry at this apparently unprovoked attack.

Everyone just ran away, boys, girls, everyone, and there was no doubt they
were getting into a circle to enjoy the bullying which had started out of
no where.

I said to the lanky boy, "Are you alright ?"

He looked at me and tears were in his eyes as he nodded his head.

I said, "Come in and get into my car and I will take you home."  I put my
hand out and this boney hand grasped my hand as I pulled him up. I thought
he was never going to stop rising and even although I am 184 cm he just
seemed all that much taller.

He sort of limped to my car as I opened the passenger door and he sort of
coiled his way into the seat.  I got in the drivers seat and I took off
suddenly thinking - wow I hit those two kids I wonder if they know me or
did they get my registration number.

As we travelled the first 100 yards and I said to the boy "What was all
that about ?"

He looked at me with the saddest eyes you could ever see and mumbled, "They
just seem to bully me."

I said, "But why what have you done ?"

He said, "Well I am new here and have just come from Tasmania." Ah I
thought, hence the white legs and skin.

I said, "Look lets park up somewhere and lets talk because this is
ridiculous.  Is Mum or Dad at home."

He said, "No they are at work until about 6pm."  His voice sort of trembled
and I truly felt so sorry for this boy.

I knew where I would go to, the rear of some disused warehouses where no
one ever got there and I thought, I will have a nice talk to this very
upset boy.

I said, "Have you told anyone about this bullying and how long has it been
going on for ?"

He said, "Since we started back at school last week. I dare not tell my
folks because they have enough worries getting started in their business."

I said, "Look that is not helping you. Now we are going to park up and I
want to listen to you and you tell me about yourself right up to the knock
down bit a few moments ago."

By this time I had pulled behind the warehouse and got under the shade of
some trees.  I switched the engine off and pushed my seat back and turned
to look at this very frightened boy.

Suddenly before I could anything he said, "Look I don't want to be any
trouble to you but I want to thank you so much because I could have been
hurt back there.  I don't want you to spend time on me, I can manage."

I said, "Look, whateveryournameis, I had to do what I did, you are no
trouble to me and I get the feeling you don't have too many people you can
talk to."

"My name is Steve."  I held out my hand and he grasped it, and mumbled
something like Tim.

I said "Let me push your seat back and put the back down a bit."

I leaned over him and whilst I worked with my left hand my right hand
rested on his thigh and I could feel the heat and excitement of youth
coming through the garment.

I the saw him start to shake, and I mean shake, all over.  Obviously shock
was setting in as to what happened.  He then burst into tears and I was
just so gobsmacked by this show of emotion I put my left arm around his
shoulders and pulled him towards me.  He was shaking and sobbing as he
turned his head towards me and buried it into my left shoulder.  I put my
right hand to his face and stroked his left cheek and face.  I know I
should never have done it but I found myself getting a hard on as I cuddled
this long lanky boy.

I said things like 'you cry it out', 'I am here to help you', 'there now
you are not to blame', 'let me help you' etc.

His emotions were now in full flood and he was like a little (a big little)
baby in my arms.  I pulled him towards me so that his face was now in my
neck as I kissed and talked quietly into his massive unruly dark hair.  I
gently pulled his tear stained face away from my neck and kissed and licked
the tears from his eyes and around his cheeks.  He continued to sob but the
heavy crying had ceased. Whilst my left arm was around his shoulders and
over his left arm my right hand had gone down to his waist and I found
myself touching bare smooth silkey skin under his shirt.  I caressed his
very slim and beautifully textured skin around his stomach and up towards
his chest and I could literally feel every bone of his rib cage before my
fingers came in contact with one very hard and protruding left nipple.

I did not say anything but I just nuzzled into him until I whispered "Now
tell me Tim what is your story."

He said, "Do you really want to hear it."  I said I did very much so.

"Ok then." He said in a quiet tone. "I never wanted to leave my friends in
Hobart but Mum and Dad had to come here.  I have no brothers or sisters so
I am very much on my own.  I have never had a really close friend and
sometimes I need someone."  The tears started to flow again and I kissed
his eyes and said, "Tim, I am much older than you obviously but you have a
friend here, who can listen and who can talk to you as a friend."

The tears really came on them and I found him hugging me. After a bit he
continued?.

"At school here I suppose because I am so tall and maybe because I am new
here the boys started picking on me and calling me names, I am not a strong
person because even although I am tall I am really very weak.  They had
pushed me to the ground already today and they had said 'wait till you're
outside we will get you then. That was why I was walking on the grass.
They got me but thanks to you?.." The tears came again and he looked at me.

I wiped his tear stained face with my hand and said, " You poor guy, I feel
for you and I am telling you it will never happen again."

"How can you stop it" he said.

"I can, don't worry".

I then thought I would take a different line with him. By this time I was
really caressing all over his stomach and he had stretched out so much his
little white nobbly knees were right up against my dash board locker.

I said to him "Can I ask you some really personal questions ?"

"Of course you can Murray - that is your name."  I nodded my head.

I said, "Have you reached puberty yet ?"

He looked sort of puzzled and said, "Puberty".

I said, "Yes, when things happen to your body, it is always a hard time for
a boy unless he has someone to talk to who understands and who would never
tell anyone else."

He looked away and then looked back at me and said "I don't really know
what you mean."

So I said "Tim I can tell if you have or not but I have to touch you in a
very intimate part of your body.  "

He said, "You mean down there." And he sort of nodded towards his crutch
area.

I said, "Yes there.  May I."

He said in a very quiet halting tone of voice "Yes go on?"

I then put my right hand on his bare knee and sort of caressed it.  With me
left hand I held his head close to me neck and face and I said "Trust me
Tim my lovely boy."

I then moved my hand up his hairless and totally smooth leg and crept under
his baggy shorts, I did not go straight up because I wanted him to feel the
erotic feeling which I knew he was going to experience.  So I sort of
stroked his leg but each time I went higher and higher and I could feel his
face twitching and his body seemed to be moving as well.  I knew it was
nice for him and I meant it to be.

I encountered the silky feel of his boxers as I continued towards my goal.
Higher and higher until I got to the fold of his leg against his body.  I
stroked around there for some little time and then I realised that
something was pushing the fabric of the boxers out and quickly realised he
had a very hard rod of iron there.

I said to Tim "Alright, is that nice ?" he said, "Oh yes it is please
please keep going."  He pushed his head further into my neck.

I then went around the base of his very hard cock on to his pubic bones and
touched it gently and caressed it with love and a gentle touch. There was
no feel of any hair at all.  I then came back to his manhood and put my
hand around it and it felt like a hot rod of silky iron.  Whilst it was not
very big, I would say about 5ins. certainly no more it was hard and
throbbing.

When I stroked it Tim's hand came up to my face and he stroked it and said
quietly "Oh how I have dreamt that someone would come along and do this to
me."

I said, " My friend all boys would like this but everyone is too frightened
to ask or do anything about it.  I somehow guessed when we talked just now
that you were started puberty, which you have, even although you have no
hair on your pubic region yet.."

He sort of pulled away and said "Oh but I have some."

I said, "Really I would have to see them because I cannot feel any."

He then straightened up in the seat and pulled down his elasticised school
shorts down.  He was more careful with his multi coloured boxers because
his cock was so hard and pushing against the silk material.  He then said
"See, there?." He pointed and sure enough there were about six hairs on one
side of his pubic mound and about four or five the other side.  I looked at
his very hot manhood and saw he was not circumcised but he had very little
skin and the red helmet was peeking through.

I said "Let me feel."  He leaned back in the seat and I stroked around his
pubic area and made sure I also caressed his very hard beautiful pole of
love.  My left hand over his shoulder was now caressing his face as my
right hand openly caressed and stroked his manhood.  I said, "Is this
nice?"

He replied "Oh yes please keep going."

I did continue wanking him at the same time stealing a glance out of my car
windows to ensure we were still alone.  Within about two minutes he sort of
shouted "Its happening --- ohh ohhh" And quite a weak milky water fluid
spurted from the head of his cock.  He looked down and smiled and said
"That is the first time anything has come out.  Is that alright ?"

I hugged him close to me as he turned his body towards me and our heads
were now lined up directly opposite each other and about 5/6 cms away. I
leaned and touched his lips with my lips.  He kept his lips tightly closed,
as a young boy would, but he held my head in towards his face so he
obviously liked the contact.

I said "You are quite beautiful you know and I think I would like to teach
you so much about sex and how you need never be afraid or embarrassed
again."

He pulled back from my face and said "Oh would you, would you be my friend
?  I DO want to know. I really do I have so many questions."

I kissed him again and again he kept his lips closed but I knew I a short
space of time he would be a very sexy boy.

We talked for a little while and I explained his jerking off never ever
hurt anyone nor did it do anyone any harm.  It was good for him and his
skin would be very blemish and acne free if he continued jerking and
cumming on a regular basis.  I said it was always nicer if someone else did
the touching and caressing and he nodded his head vigorously at that and
that maybe we could meet again and have some more fun and talk as well.

I found that he was getting really excited again and his manhood was once
again as solid as a rock.  I gently caressed my right hand up his leg under
his shorts and felt his rock hard pole and gave it just a few gentle
caresses and strokes and then I said ," Lets get you home I don't want to
spoil you."

he said, "Oh please I love what you do, you are so gentle."

I replied " No my friend we must not get carried away the first time, if
you wish we can meet again but I don't want it to appear we are JUST
meeting for sex.  Much as I love it and much as I love your beautiful
smooth body and skin."

He sat up and said " Alright can we meet next Tuesday."  I agreed

I then drove him home, or at least to a road junction where he said he
wanted dropping.  Before getting out of the car he looked around and
obviously seeing no one about he leaned over and kissed my cheek.

He said "Thankyou so much, I feel so good now, I have so many things to ask
you but it can wait until next week."

He got out of the car and walked off.  I took off and I can promise you all
that I had a raging hard on which had to be dealt with !!!!