Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2011 07:52:30 +0100
From: Marc Peterson <mekongboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Scouts' Little Helping Hands  (m/t/b)

A brief true-life story from the early 90ies - for adult readers only ...
and this time especially for Anish

*

A couple weeks after that encounter with Wasantha in an overcrowded bus I
was unluckily parking the VT250 bike outside the house of Jay, a 15yo
teenager who wasn't active anymore in renting out his body to tourists, but
who was still close to me and helped me a lot to bring what I needed with
my for that purpose bought 2nd-hand bike.

Short: That bike's supporting part sank into the slightly muddy ground
outside that house, lost balance and right away hit with its handle the two
toes next to he big on my right foot.

Damn' - that had fired, and Jay's mom quickly brought some wild honey to
smear around, before Jay rode me back on a small street to my rented house
some 2 km inside the jungle.

Wasantha was there and had brought food, but I wasn't that hungry ... well,
just as an appetizer I had sucked him off, as he had a fair amount to
deliver and let him go back with his cousin Jay afterwards.

*

Two days later, on a Saturday, I felt a lot better, but still had to limp
and felt I wouldn't be able to do the yard work I'd planned, until shortly
after lunch the door bell rang, and outside on the road were a bunch of
totally cute scouts in their colorful uniforms and hot shorts, just one was
amongst them who looked to be 13 or 14 and who wore long jeans, and he came
then into the garden, when I'd motioned with the hand to him, telling me
that his name was Nishantha and that Jay had told him I could use some help
in the garden.

"Did he say 'in the garden' only?" I asked back and started to grin a bit.

That cute chocolate brown kid with that nice uniform then stepped two,
three times in a certain unease from on foot to the other, grinned some too
and said in a hotly broken voice and not so loud:

"No, Jay said, you might need some other help too ... in the house ... with
your hurt foot there. Nilan is good into that ... that boy on the right
there ... he can change the bandage and apply some fresh cream ..."

"Oh ... hm, well I guess I could indeed need some cream, I mean ... uh, can
he take care of more then just my toes?" I asked and had maybe a bit rouge
in my face.

Nishantha then came closer and almost whispered:

"He can do everything you want him to do - he knows what some men like ..."

"That's great," I said, had to swallow and added: "Can he already ... you
know: shoot some sweet juice?"

"Uh ... hihi ... no, I'm afraid he cannot yet, they're all still too small
... uh, do you want me to call another one?"

"Uh-nuh ... I guess it's OK when I ... oh, he can take a manly cock up his
bum I hope, huh?"

"Sure - I've said he can do what you want ... uh except squirting, hihihi
... uh, do you maybe want ME then to stay too, if you like to drink boy
cum?"

"That's what I just wanted to ask you, Nishantha - but what to do with the
other three kids?"

"Oh, they have some other places to go and ask for help, but first we can
all together cut your grass and clean the bushes there a bit, and then
Nilan and I can do YOU ... OK?"

No question !

*

It took them all nearly an hour to clean all out and put the weed and waste
somewhere behind to the woods, and after I'd given them all some soft
drinks and had paid the other three not more then the equivalent of around
20 US Cents, as they were not allowed to take more according to Nishantha,
the 13-a-half-year-old and barely 12yo Nilan went inside my house

I locked the door, then they first took the old bandage carefully away,
with Nilan and his so damn' cute delicately shaped fingerlets applying some
fresh (medical) cream, before Nishantha bandaged the two toes again.

After that I nodded to the bedroom, and there inside Nilan went straight
away to the adjacent bathroom to take a shower, whereas I was holding
Nishantha briefly back, telling him what kind of special service I wanted.

"Oh ... hm, I'll try to convince him, OK?" he said and then went to join
Nilan in the bathroom, where I could hear him talk, but not understand,
what he was telling to the twelve-year-old.

However, after some 5 minutes of more shower the water stopped, and shortly
afterwards the two boys came out with Nilan fully in the nude, holding his
cute little hands shyly, but also jokingly in front of his small private
parts, whereas Nishantha held his thumb up and had my bathtowel around his
slim waist.

I was thrilled !

Already on my large bed there, I was clad just in a pair of rather skimpy
outworn and a size too small cotton boxer shorts I so much liked, as they
gave the shape of my fully erect dick nicely to viewers and also could not
conceal my heavy ball sac, which was protruding a third from one leg's
opening.

Nilan could not take his gaze away form my fat nut sac and then came alive,
as he boldly bent in front of my bed in order to get a glimpse on my dick.

But Nilan then gave him a shove, asking him to go ahead, as they wanted to
go back soon to attend a local cricket match in a neighboring village - a
thing that was almost or really more important then to get nasty and
naughty with a Suddha, a foreigner!

I understood that they wanted to get my rocks off and go, and so I shoved
my boxershorts down to my knees and asked Nilan to carefully pull them over
my feet, what he did, not without glaring with big round eyes to my almost
ready to ejaculate member with it's foreskin down, exposing a purple
bulbous cock head.

Not that I was overly sized in that matter, just a bit over 6 inches when
extremely hard, but together with my more impressive egg pouch it made a
respectable weapon, especially for a slim, tenderly and delicately built
cutie like Nilan.

And then I had that light weight on my body, his back to my chest and his
handsome head just barely under my chin, his thin legs spread outside my
onw stretched ones in order not to touch my wounded toes, and then
Nishantha was letting my towel fall to the floor and was mounting us both,
facing us and aiming his pretty pubescent, say around 4.5 to 5 inches long
and nicely thick teenage penis to Nilan's mouth.

The little boy quickly parted his smooth and a bit Brigit-Bardot-style lips
and let Nishantha's maturing cock in, was sucking and swirling around with
his tongue, whereas the big boy was helping himself to reach a fast climax
by wanking his own rod additionally, until he was shouting "NOW!"

That very moment he was pulling out, aiming his by then just ready to
ejaculate dick head with the gaping piss slit right into the middle of
Nilan's forehead, and then ...

... Squirt ...... squirt - squirt - squirt ......... squirt ...

.. shot his still a bit watery, but sufficiently slimy white liquid between
the boy's rapidly shut eyes, on the forehead, over the nose and a last
string across his mouth, as Nishantha was jerking and couldn't splash his
boy seed just onto the kid's forehead.

Then it was already over and Nishantha sank back onto his heels, whereas I
then quickly grabbed Nilan's messed up face, turned it to me and
... slurped that wonderful warm, slightly acrid tasting boy cum away from
that young boy, who was squirming a bit, as my tongue was washing all over
his cute face !

However, that wasn't it yet, as Nilan then had to turn on all his fours and
meet my mouth to kiss and nibble, whereas Nishantha was spitting saliva
into the kid's little crack and hole ... and then already took position and
stabbed his just spent, but still hard teenager tool into the boys tight
little chute.

Nilan then winced briefly, had his mouth open for a cry, but just closed
his eyes and then hissed an "OK!" to his fucker, whereas I then was gently
milking and massaging the young boy's still immature genitals, albeit the
ball sac had dropped some already and the nuts weren't that childish small
anymore.

"Not more then a year and you will cum some too, honey!" I've said to him,
when he tensed and had a cute little dry climax, what seemed to be a signal
for Nishantha to pump the rest of his boy sperm into Nilan's tiny bum and
tight gut.

Again though that wasn't it yet, as now Nilan had to impale himself on my
longtime in almost unbearable hardness waiting cock, and with many
"OUTCH!"and UHHH!"-s, albei the lube of Nishantha's little wad, he managed
to come down and meet with his cute little melons my fat swollen bag, and
then slowly tried to pump me that way up and down, what sadly for me but
probably luckily for him didn't last so long, as I those time still was
sort of a fast shooter, and so I had to give him what he really deserved: a
hot manly cum load, which I fired with all my strength up into his little
ass and further into his slim childish body ...

I felt then a bit sorry for him to see that he had a bit watery eyes
afterwards, but an extra salary of a whole single dollar (the beach boys
had taken at least 5 for that!) despite protests of Nishantha who said that
Jay would be angry ... well that single bill helped to bring a smile back
on Nilan's so beautiful face, which I kissed some more then, before he went
to the bathroom to wash away some crusty protein reminders his older friend
had left there ...

*

Of course that was not my last visit on that island, but for not repeating
the whole things just in varia, I shall close that report and sigh silently
about that gone time ...

END