Date: Mon, 20 May 2013 08:22:59 +0100 (BST) From: penny cox Subject: Summer Hols at the B&B It was the long summer hols again, and Paul was helping out at Auntie Susans B&B down by the coast. It was his first morning, and he went into the kitchen in his shorts and tee-shirt. "Hello Paul darling" she said. cuddling him close. "There's only one guest, a Mr Smith. He's just finished breakfast. Can you clear his things away, while I pop off shopping. "Yes Auntie" Paul said and got another big hug. As Auntie went out the door, Paul walked into the breakfast room. "Hello Mr Smith, I'm Paul" he said softly. Mr Smith turned round. "Oh hello Paul. You do look good in those shorts" ...."Thankyou" Paul said as he bend forward over the table, right beside Mr Smith. Paul knew that Mr smith would be getting a nice view of his bottom in those tight shorts. "Auntie Susan will be out till lunch time, but she told me that I was to make sure you got everything you wanted"...."Did she now"? Mr Smith asked...."Yes" replied Paul, standing up beside his guest and gazing down into his lap. "Maybe you could bring clean towels up to my room in 10 minutes or so" Paul nodded and went on clearing the table. A few minutes later he was knocking on the door of room 3. "Come in Paul" he heard. Paul walked in and found Mr Smith standing in the en-suit in just his underpants. "I'm so sorry" Paul said "I didn't know you weren't dressed"...."That's alright, you don't mind seeing a man in his y-fronts...............do you Paul". Paul shook his head, while looking at the lovely bulge before him. "Just put the towels on the bed" Paul saw that the bed hadn't been made. "Just let me do the bed for you Mr Smith" he said, putting the towels to one side. Once again, Paul bent forward over the bed, giving Mr Smith a good view of his bottom. "Don't do that now Paul, I was going to have a little rest" said Mr Smith, pushing past Paul and getting into bed right in front of him. Wriggling and stretching, and showing himself off nicely, the guest whispered "OOhh Paul this bed is so comfortable...........have you got time for a little lay down"?? Paul looked down at the empty space and then over to those well filled underpants, and whispered softly "Well just for a few minutes maybe" Without thinking, Paul slipped his shirt off and wriggled out of the tight shorts, ending up standing by the bed in just his little school-boy y-fronts. Paul strangely didn't feel nervous as he slipped into bed and pulled up the duvet. "It's like being in bed with a son........isn't it Paul"?Paul turned his head. "So just call me Daddy, ok"? Paul nodded. "Why not give Daddy a cuddle then" Paul turned onto his side, facing Daddy and slid an arm over his hip, hooking his fingers into the waistband of Daddys y-fronts. Without being asked, Paul wriggled closer to Daddy, until their legs touched, then their tummies. By now Pauls hand was cupped over one of Daddys bottom cheeks. Daddy reached up, took hold of the duvet and pulled it right up over their heads, plunging them into near darkness. "Would you like Daddy to kiss you Paul" came a soft whispered in the darkness. Before Paul could reply, there was a hand behind his head, pulling him forwards. A tongue was licking his face, down across his cheek to his lips. As it got there, Paul sighed "OOhhhh Daddy", and parted his lips. The tongue slid into his mouth, and the kissing began. Paul was no stranger to french kissing. He had lots of friends who liked to lock themselves in a school toilet cubicle for a few moments of wanking heaven. One of them, an older boy had taught Paul the delights of kissing, and had his tongue in Pauls mouth for the entire wanking session. Pauls hand found its way down the back of Daddys pants and, without realising it, was carressing his bottom cheeks. Between kisses nice comments and questions came like "Do you like feeling Daddys bottom" and "Will you take my pants off"? Pauls answer was yaes to both and Daddy suggested "Slip down under the covers and help Daddy off with them" Paul took his hand out of daddys pants and eased down into the complete darkness, feeling his way. He found a nipple and kissed it several times, then a navel which he french kissed, pushing his tongue inside. Below that was a patch of thick curly hair, then the waistband of Daddys y-fronts. Paul hooked the fingers of both hands under it, and as he did so, he accidentally rubbed his face across the bulge. Suddenly there was light. Daddy was holding up ther duvet. "That's alright darling boy, Daddy doesn't mind if you touch his willy............you can touch it as much as you like"....Then the darkness returned. Paul left his cheek resting on Daddys bulge for a second, then turned his head. Using his nose, he found he could trace the outline of Daddys cock. It was stiff and laying up at an angle. He ran his nose up one side, and down the other, pausing for a second to place his lips over the tip and giving it a kiss. Then he beagn to tug at the waistband., but keeping his head roughly where it was. The pants started to slide downwards. He felt Daddy raise his hips to help and suddenly the pants were around his thighs, with Pauls head resting on them like a hamok. Paul reached out in the total darkness and found Daddys stiff cock. As he wrapped his fingers around it there was light again. "That's it son, now show Daddy how much you love him." It was dark again. As Paul beagn to wank Daddy with one hand, he tried to push the pants done with the other. Daddy helped by lifting his kness and bending his legs. Finally the pants were off and in Pauls hand. Now he had a spare one, so he slid his hand between Daddys legs and cupped it around his balls. Daddy parted his legs automatically. Paul raised himself up the bed slightly until his nose was touching Daddys balls. He took his hand away and rubbed Daddys balls all over using just his nose. Right up into Daddys crotch, beside the balls, his nose went. Paul was smelling Daddys aroma, a mans' smell. Lifting himself a little more, Pauls nose was tickled by a mass of thick curly hair. Up a little more and Paul felt the base of Daddys cock. He could feel the movements of his other hand, as it gently wanking, and stopping to smear the slippery juices that were ouzing from it, licking his fingers and then back to wanking. Paul lifted himself again and was able to kiss and lick Daddys shaft. Soon he was being hit by his own hand so he took that hand away and carried on kissing and licking all the way up the back of Daddys cock. Around the rim of the helmet, suking in some of the juices, then up the helmet until Paul had his lips over Daddys eye, sucking in more juices. Pauls hand resumed its wanking, now below his lips. The light came flooding in. "That's it boy, let Daddys cock slide into you mouth, suck it, show him how much you love him" Darkness again. Paul parted his lips slightly, allowing the tip of Daddys cock into his mouth. Paul was surprised, it tasted quite nice and felt lovely. He lowered his head a little more until his lips felt the rim under the helmet, and stopped. His hand was still wanking an inch further down. Paul stayed still for a few seconds. The taste and feeling were lovely. Paul knew the mechanics of cock sucking, but had never done it. Paul let go with the wanking hand and lowered his lips further down Daddys shaft. OOhhh the overall sesations were so heavenly for Paul, having a cock in his mouth for the first time, and a mans' at that. He lowered his head as far as he dared and then lifted up till he felt the helmet again. He repeated this till he got a proper lovers rythm going, bobbing his head up and down, up and down. Paul was in heaven. He wanted this to go on for ever. Suddenly Daddys cock twitched and jerked. Paul felt a big spurt inside his mouth, then another and another.........................Oh Daddy was cuming in his mouth......another big spurt, then it all died down. The light flooded in............"Oh darling, what a good boy, come and give Daddy a cuddle" Paul wriggled up into the light, spitting the cum into Daddys pants, and had Daddys arms around him, cuddling him close. "You love your Daddy don't you"? Paul nodded "Now lay on you back" Daddy said. Paul obeyed and watched as Daddys hand slid down inside his little y-fronts. "OOhhhhh" Paul sighed as Daddys fingers began to play with him. Daddy had Paul craddled in one arm, while wanking him with the other. "You'll do anything for Daddy. Soon you'll be sitting on Daddys lap, with Daddys cock deep inside your bottom. Would you like that Paul"? Paul was in heaven, his headf rolling from side to side, enjoying being wanked. He looked down at the front of his pants and saw the movements as Daddys hands worked up and down. "Yes Daddy, that sound lovely. I'll do anything you want. Pauls cocklet erupted and sent little spurts of boy-cum into his own pants. "I better go to work" Daddy said. Paul got out of bed,. picked up his clothes and Daddys pants, and said "I'll rinse these out for you Daddy" An hour later Paul had rinsed out both pairs of underpants, Daddy had gone to work, and Paul started to housework, including going back into room 3 and cleaning up, making the bed and wondering when he'd be in it again.