Date: Fri, 29 Mar 2019 16:25:54 +0000
From: smudgesmiff <smudgesmiff@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Plumbers Surprise Part One

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To get the gist of these stories you should read: Doctor in The House Part
One Adult youth/Authoritarian

Prior to that read: The schoolboy act (Adult Youth) where you will find out
who Andy is. You need to know this.

I do not know where Andy dreamed this one up. He said he was approached by
a friend of a friend who had this fantasy and was treating the plumber for
his 50th birthday.

From my point of view

My name is Chris. I am fourteen, 5'4", 8 stone dead, so quite slim,
short fair hair, blue eyes, freckles across my nose. I am gay but appear
totally, all male boy.

I have been recruited by Andy to become one of his team of boys who help
people (male and Female) realise some of their innermost desires.

My mission for want of a better word is to be the fourteen year old
step-son of a country gentleman who had been asked by his local plumbers
mate (apprentice) to arrange a 50th birthday surprise for his boss.

Charlie Rogers is the local plumber and known to most local people. He was
coming up to his 50th birthday. Charlie had been going on for a while about
how turned on he would get when they did a job at a home where they had
teenage boys, especially very attractive boys. So much so that he would go
through the boys underwear drawers and very often pocket a pair of the
boys' underwear (especially if they were briefs) to wank into later. He and
his 17 year old plumbers mate Ronnie would often express what they would
like to do if they ever had the opportunity to get up close and personal
with a boy. Charlie had often said he would like a nice fourteen year old
boy with a submissive side. "Whenever he saw a boy he desired he would say
"Just give me half an hour with that one" and shove his hand into his open
overall pocket to console his growing eight inches of thick cock. Although
Ronnie was attractive to Charlie he was just that bit too old and besides
he did not like mixing work and pleasure in that sense.

Andy dropped me at the side door of the very smart house on the outskirts
of town. He always ensured that wherever the scenario was to take place it
would be from other homes unless the neighbours were in on it.

The van had covered my arrival at the garage door which the owner had
electronically opened as soon as I had stepped out of the van with my
bag. It closed behind me as if swallowing me up.

The elderly man who met me was very nice, pleasant even. He was very
excited about what he was going to do to help arrange the surprise. At a
guess I would say he was in his late fifties, maybe older. He was tallish
and quite slim. He had one of those Van Dyke beards and looked a bit like
Guy Fawkes. It was him to a tee although I don't think he would have had a
little top knot holding his greying hair back and flat to his head. The old
man really had an air about him. Arister....aristic...aristocratic..that's
it..aristocratic..Posh!"

As I said, I was to play the part of this mans 14 year old schoolboy
step-son by a second marriage. I had the stature and looks to carry it
off. The plumber and his mate were coming to do some small jobs around the
house. One was to fix a radiator in what would be my bedroom. I was to
leave the house at 10am to go to a school choir practice. I would actually
be in the detached annex watching Saturday morning television to return at
11.10am.

I was taken on a quick tour of the house so I had a rough idea of what was
where then to my room where I prepared myself. I do not know if it was the
natural decor or actually did, or had belonged to a teenage boy.

I unpacked my school uniform and hung it in a wardrobe along with the other
clothes and things I may or may not need. The uniform had to be authentic
for the local school but it was Saturday and I was not going to go outside
unless something went wrong with the plot. It was all about convincing the
victim.

At 9am the plumber and his mate turned up. They were met at the door by the
owner and shown into the kitchen. I heard the man say that he had to rush
and that his son was still in bed and they should give him a kick if he was
not up by 9.30.

I was at the top of the stairs listening when the man shouted up the stairs
"Jason, get yourself up, and in the shower now! I'm off to my meeting!" I
played along and shouted back "ok dad, give me a break ..... it's Saturday
you know!" The man left them to it mumbling something about children.

Ronnie had planned exactly how the morning would unfold and I had been
briefed too. I could hear the plumbers moving around downstairs. They were
firstly to install a garden tap then check the house plumbing and finally
the radiator in my bedroom. At 11.00am Ronnie would make be going into the
village for his breakfast, leaving Charlie alone in the house and then my
return at exactly 11.10am when things would start to take their course.

Now at 9.25am I wanted a shower but it was not working. Ronnie had
installed a broken fuse in the circuit board to disable it. I undressed and
wrapped a long white bath sheet around my boyish hips ensuring it was
revealing that nice V at the front that men swoon at, especially if it
reveals that the boy is naked underneath his towel. I walked down the stars
as if I owned the place. Charlie and Ronnie were just outside the back door
(Not that backdoor reader). Charlie was on his knees fixing the tap pipe to
the wall.

When I appeared I swear I heard Charlie say "Oh Fuck!" under his
breath. His eyes were glued to the front of my towel and my bare pelvic
area. I even managed to get my cock to chub up a bit to produce a slight
bulge in the towel.

"Excuse me sir" I said in my best schoolboy voice "I need to have a shower
but it isn't working." Ronnie gave me a look of approval.

"Sorry boy" said Charlie still looking like a rabbit in headlights "We are
a bit tied up with this tap at the moment."

"Ok sir, I will have to have one when I come back from choir practice." I
turned around slowly giving a superb view of my towel clad slim body and my
pert little bum which deliberately arced outwards. Then I slowly walked out
of the kitchen. I guess Charlie had already said "Give me half an hour with
that boy."

They were still working on the tap when I appeared in my school uniform. I
had opted for the short open legged black shorts and white ankle socks
rather than the long black trousers. The short white polo shirt with the
school logo on the breast which I had buttoned to the neck. The sleeves
were really short as well as the hem. The sleeves really showed off my
slender bare arms. I had used a very fine red lipstick to give my lips just
a hint of boyishness. If it had been possible, I would have fucked myself
there and then. I could only imagine the two erections I had created.

I don't think Charlie heard me say that I was going and would be back just
after eleven. Ronnie gave me a knowing wink as I turned and made towards
the annex.

I spent my time in the annex trying to work out a scenario of how the plot
was going to go but in the end just decided to go with it but, I was going
to play the naïve, innocent schoolboy.

It was just after 11.00am when I left the annex and walked around the house
to the back door. The new garden tap looked fine as garden taps go. The
only taps I had an interest in usually sat atop of two balls and I was
going to be turning at least one on. Entering the kitchen I could hear
Charlie mooching around upstairs.

I walk slowly up the stairs. Charlie was in the bathroom on his hands and
knees doing something under the wash basin. He had his backside towards me
and the seam of his overalls was pulled hard into his bum crack. I could
see the outline of his briefs.

"Is the shower working now?" "Fuck!" Was his response when he jumped and
cracked his head on the underside of the wash basin. "Sorry sir" I said in
a timid voice. He forgot about his head as his eyes fixed on my bare thighs
and short shorts while saying that it was working. "Great!" I exclaimed "I
am desperate for a nice hot shower."

I fought against getting an erection and went to my bedroom. "Have you
fixed the radiator yet sir" I shouted to Charlie who then appeared at my
bedroom door. I had already kicked off my shoes and was pulling my polo
shirt off. I could see his gaze fixed to me as I finally removed the shirt
and tossed it onto the bed. My mind was racing, thinking about the
possibilities that lay ahead. I caught a glimpse of myself in the long wall
mirror and could see what Charlie could see. I went to the waistband of my
short shorts as if I were going to unfasten them. "Chris or was that Jason?
You are a fucking tease" I thought to myself.

I stopped, but kept my fingers placed as if I were still going to unfasten
my shorts. "Tell me something son" Charlie croaked out "why do you keep
calling me sir, I am just the plumber you know."

"It's my father sir; he has always insisted that I address all adult men as
sir. Besides....I do like to respect my elders and a lot of men like
it. They say that children and especially boys should know there
place. Sometimes I forget and I get spanked especially if I forget to
address one of dad's friends properly."

"You mean your dad spanks you in front of other men?" "Not my dad sir, he
has the man I have disrespected spank me." I noticed a definite twitch in
the front of Charlie's overalls. "I think some of them enjoy it to."
Charlie was definitely taking the bait now.

"Can I get a shower now Charlie?" I could see it register, no sir, but
Charlie. He told me it was alright to use and left my room.

"Should I go into the bathroom naked, with a towel on, or in my pale blue
schoolboy briefs, they looked so sexy with the white trim around the legs
and the fly opening, the broad white waistband gripped my hips perfectly
and my full balls and semi hard cock filled the pouch nicely. I decided it
would be the briefs with a hand towel slung over my shoulder. "Time to get
the plan into action." I said to myself.

When I entered the bathroom Charlie was sat on the pedestal lid wrapping
some string around a brass coupling. The look on his face was priceless and
he dropped the coupling on the floor. "you sure it's alright to use the
shower then sir?" He turned a shade of red. "Yes boy it's alright to use it
but I have to get this job finished." "That's alright then" I said placing
the towel on a hook and turning on the electric shower.

The next thing I knew was Charlie had his hand on my bare shoulder and
leant over the bath. "Better make sure it's set to warm, I don't want to be
responsible for you burning yourself, there you go son all set, I'll leave
you to it."

"That's alright" I said with a smile. "Don't mind me, the teachers at
school watch us boys in the showers, bunch of perverts they are, besides
(and now was the moment) I think you would like to watch me shower." I
stepped toward Charlie. "Perhaps you would like to wash my back for me
sir?" He knew he wanted to stay. The bulge in the front of his overalls
said so. I pulled the poppers open on the front of his overalls and put a
hand on his naked hairy chest, my other hand brushed over his erection.

The response I got caught me off guard. In a flash he took hold of one of
my nipples and twisted it. "Oh...oh....Aaaaaargh!....sir please what are
you urrrrgh.....doing...ooooooooooh.. That hurts...pleeeeeeease!" The pain
went straight to my balls and cock.

"You filthy boy! What do you think you are up to trying to seduce me; I'm
old enough to be your father!....Speaking of which I will have to call him
and get him out of his meeting to sort this out."

"Oh sir!  Please don't do that please. I just thought that you were
interested in me as you kept looking at my body and stuff and I like older
men. I just thought well...oh sir please don't call my father. I will be
good, just tell me what I can do to put this right...Pleeeease anything!"
(That was Oscar worthy).

Charlie stood looking me up and down. "Take your underpants off and get in
the shower." He did gasp when I pushed my briefs down and stood upright. My
half erect five inches of thick boy cock draped out over my plump balls had
impressed as did the fact that my pubes were shaved off. When I held my
arms out to the sides of my now nude body he noticed my armpits were also
hairless. He kicked his boots off followed by his socks then he ripped open
the remaining poppers of his overalls and stepped out of them. That left
him in just a pair of pale green very tented briefs. "Stand in the bath!"
He commanded this time. I got in and stood under the shower head. The
residual water in the shower hose was cold and made me shudder then the
water cascade became warm. He told me to wash my hair and give it a good
lathering. I used a good handful of gel and with both hands worked it into
my hair. I turned my back to Charlie knowing he would be watching the suds
cascade down my nice naked body. I rinsed my hair and opened my eyes to see
him loading up a big sea sponge with shower gel. He soaked the sponge then
turned off the shower. He had me face the tiled wall and place my hands up
in a V like a police body search position and spread my legs.

Starting at the nape of my neck he worked the soapy sponge slowly down my
body, under my armpits, down my sides past my bum and down the back of each
leg. My cock was now rock hard and thick. He then instructed me to face
him. He avoided eye contact. I then, without being told, put my hands on
top of my head and parted my legs. The suds were cascading down and off of
my rigid cock. He pinched each nipple discreetly through the sponge as he
grazed over them before working down my flat belly. He avoided my cock and
balls and continued down my thighs to my feet.

As the sponge travelled back up my legs he cupped my balls inside it. I
moaned as he massaged them gently. I went all week at the knees when he
wrapped it around my ever hardening cock. I had to drop my hands. I was
swaying and leant forward into Charlie's hairy chest. The next thing I knew
my mouth was smothered with his lips and our tongues were in combat. I
ground my wet body into him soaking the front of his briefs. I broke off
the kiss and turned the attention of my mouth to his hairy nipples. The
gentle nips I gave them made him gasp and call me a few slutty names. Each
name finished with the word `bitch'.

He pushed his briefs down. My god he was so hairy. His circumcised cock was
pointing straight out. It had to be more than eight inches long and four
inches thick. The thick veins running its full length made it look awesome
as did the big flared head.

Before I knew it I was back facing the wall in the body search position. He
turned the shower on again for a short burst to soak and reload the sponge
with gel. I felt a hand in the middle of my back; it pushed, forcing my
chest to the wall and my boy arse out and back. The sponge began washing my
bum cheeks then slowly and deliberately push between them. "ooooooooh
.....ooohhh ...Arrrrrrgh that feels so good sir! Uuuuuuumph!" My boy hole
started feeling a sponge coated finger press at it, the foam acted as a
lubricant. Briefly the sponge would grip my cock at the tip and wank it a
couple of times before returning to my hole. "Fuck!" he was working the
sponge inside me! It felt like a corkscrew as it began filling my
insides. Inside me the sponge had expanded and was being twisted around and
around rubbing continually on my little nut. It was torture. I pleaded for
Charlie to stop, he was having none of it. "Got to get you nice and clean
boy". I was about to lose it when he slowly pulled the sponge out of my
hole. He turned the shower on and rinsed me off taking great delight in
turning the shower on full and playing the jet on the back of my balls from
the rear.

I tried to dry myself with the hand towel I had managed to grab when he
literally dragged me from the bath to the bedroom. I was unceremoniously
pushed face down onto the bed. Charlie's strong hands pulled my hips
upwards forcing my chest and head down into the bed. I could hear him
squishing his cheeks and then felt the warm saliva dropping onto my
sphincter. I started moaning like a girl when his big plumbers finger
started pressing at my bum hole. I bit into the bedding when it started
pushing inside of me. "Oh sir that hurts....ooooooooh that really
ooooooooooh fucking hurts." I began rocking back and forth; I was now
fucking myself on his thick finger. His finger nail grazed my prostate and
my cock pulsed out its first pre cum. I was so hard and turned on.

"You should see your sphincter gripping my finger boy, see how it clings to
it as it goes in and out of your boy hole, and let's see if it can take
two." "Oh! No sir! Please my boy hole is too small...pleeeeeeease." The
second thick, rough finger started working its way in alongside the first
one. I heard and felt him spit on my hole for what good it would do. Both
fingers moved side by side, twisting and stretching my tight elastic
sphincter. I could feel the sweat running from my back, over my ribs to my
belly. Sweat was running from my forehead into my eyes. They stung, I tried
wiping them with my arms but that only introduced more
sweat. "Grrrrrrrrgh.......Aaaaaargh! Fuck sir! That's really hurting,
pleeeeeeease no more..pleeeeeeease!...ooooooooh!"

"If you can't take two fingers in your little pussy boy, how are you gonna
take my nice big cock.?"

"Wha...what.....your cock sir! No please it's too big. I am only supposed
to give you a nice wank and suck and tongue wash your cock."

"You think I don't know about the little treat Ronnie set up for
me?...eh..boy."

"You know sir! About the birthday present?"

"Of course I do. Ronnie is my apprentice. An apprentice cannot do anything
without his teachers' knowledge. Here, try three fingers."

"No..oh..no sir not three! You're going to tear me open pleeeeeeease!
Aaaaaargh! The pain, please sir! Oooooooh Pleeeease!" The pain was
unbearable. As I began to rock slowly against the three intruding fingers
the pain began to subside. Charlie said I was starting to purr like a
bitch, "Like Ronnie!" he said.

"Ronnie is my bitch boy, he screamed like you the first time. When he came
to me a year ago to start his apprenticeship he had "Please fuck me!"
written all over his face. Within three days he was broken and taking all
nine thick inches up his arse and down his sweet throat. I had to beat his
cute little boy mounds and his balls. When he told me his little plan I
made him work for a whole week with a big, heavy pipe wrench hanging from
his balls. Try installing water pipes in a roof without straddling the
wooden rafters. Ronnie does not keep secrets anymore."

Charlie's laugh was salacious to say the least. I was just laying arse up,
leaking pre cum like never before. The things I was visualizing. Straddling
wooden rafters with a spanner hanging from my balls after having my little
bum punished. Three large calloused fingers fucking my arse suddenly became
comfortable.

The fingers stopped working my hole and a sucking noise came from my hole
when Charlie drew them out of me considerately slowly in spite of what he
had just told me. He told me to relax a moment and left me collapsed on the
bed. He had left the bedroom. I don't know how long he had been gone but
when he returned he had his overalls on.

"I should have done this earlier" he said. A bunch of long, thick and
thinner, black nylon cable ties landed beside my head. "I left them in the
van. It's a good thing Ronnie is too young to drive or I would have had a
long walk into the village to get those. Now! Get yourself laid across the
bed bitch boy!"

I wasn't sure what he meant. He man handled my much lighter naked body so
that I was laying across the old metal framed single bed with my head
hanging back and my legs dangling over the other side. I watched Charlie
struggle out of the overalls. His cock was deflated now and still big. Fuck
he was really hairy. He had a good physique for his age, attractive even,
fuck! What was I thinking? He pulled my arms out and strapped them along
the bed frame with thick ties like I was crucified. Wrists, biceps and
elbows all immobilised. I tried to raise my head and see what he was doing
but I could only see down the length of my own naked body.

"You know something boy...at the apprentice school my nickname is
¨Spanner. ¨ Do you know why bitch boy?"

"Sir, no sir!"

"Because whenever a boy was left alone with me his nuts would tighten!  He
he!"

"Yes, I know the feeling" I thought to myself. My own cock had deflated and
lay across my thigh. I could feel my cold pre cum trickle down into my
groin.

"It's your lucky day boy" he said picking up his overalls and taking a tube
from the pocket. "There was a new tube of lube in the van. Ronnie always
makes sure he has a tube in the van. He always remembers now. I needed to
fuck him one day and had to do it bareback without lube. He never forgets
now." My cock twitched and he noticed.

He sat beside my tilted back head. "Of course" he said, "there is always
natural lube" "Natural lube sir, you mean spit." "Fuck!" What a dumb thing
to say.

"No boy, a lot of saliva, like this." I had no chance to speak, he knelt
behind my head. I did try but the tip of his cock entered my upturned
mouth. "If I feel as much as one tooth I will go get my pliers, do you
understand?" My eyes widened and I nodded as much as I could. I had sucked
and swallowed cock but his cock was huge and not even erect.

He soon started stiffening as he rocked slowly back and forth. Occasionally
he let his wet cock drop out of my mouth onto my face and wiping it all
over my eyes before inserting it again. Not only did he want me to swallow
his cock but he wanted my tongue working it over as well. Thankfully he was
gentle, at least at first as he worked his thickening cock inch by thick
inch into my gullet. I could feel my jaw ache. I had to will myself not to
let my teeth scrape the soft flesh as it slid in and out. He grasped my
throat gently with one hand.

"Wow! You know? I can feel my own cock inside of you, wow! That's the head
I can feel, Jeeees." He started moving faster. As if he was getting bored
he turned his attention to my nipples and started rolling and pinching them
while I writhed on the bed trying desperately not to graze him with my
teeth. He let them go and started to get into a slow fucking rhythm all be
it, it was my throat that was being fucked. I could gauge how far in he was
as his balls got nearer and nearer to my forehead. I knew he was aiming to
get all nine thick inches down my throat.

Panic set in when I saw what he was working up to. I could just see up past
his cock. I tried to move my impaled head from side to side but it was
pointless. He pulled completely out of my mouth. "No Pleeeease Nooooooooo!
He held my head firmly and drooled saliva into my nostrils, when they
overflowed he pushed his cock back into me. As I struggled to breathe he
used the extra sucking and blowing to push all nine inches inside of me. My
natural body defence mechanism expelled the saliva all over the underside
of his balls. "Why was my own cock so fucking hard!?"

He continued fucking my throat as more and more of my own saliva trickled
from what little gap there was between my stretched lips and his thick
cock. Each time my lips grasped the mushroom behind the glans he ordered me
to get the tip of my tongue into his piss slit then after a few moans a
groans he slowly pushed its full length back into my throat.

To carry out his next violation of my body he had to withdraw
completely. The relief was immense as I managed to fill my lungs with fresh
air if you could call the smell of his sweaty balls and crotch fresh. He
had me double myself up and bend in half so he could grab my ankles pulling
my feet back onto his shoulders. Again he started to put his thick wet cock
back in my throat.

"Woooooah....fuck!.......arrrrrrrrrgh!...Noooooooo! aaaaaaaaaargh!
Pleeeeeeease!" His beard kept grazing my stripped back, tender cock. He had
sucked both my hairless balls into his mouth. He was chewing them. Fuck! He
was literally chewing my tender boy balls and working them over with his
big tongue. He controlled his fucking of my throat once again. Then my wet
balls got some respite when he released them through tightly clasped lips
like he was sucking a lollipop. My upturned bum offered him so many
choices; my cock, my balls, my freshly stretched hole and my firm little
bum cheeks. He decided my cock needed wanking. Not nice wanking but the
foreskin held tight back and dry palm, screw my cock off type, rough
wanking. It was hurting but not as much as what happened next.

The wanking stopped and both his calloused thumbs started stretching my
sphincter again while his fingers massaged my little bum mounds.

"You called me Charlie!" "What the fuck!" Smack! Straight down, hard,
fucking hard, no warning, nothing. How my scream got out of my stuffed
mouth I don't know but it did. He pulled his cock out of my throat. "You
called me Charlie in the bathroom, start licking those hairy balls son
while I give you the spanking you earned for not calling me sir!"

I did, I remembered I had given him the bait. My balls and cock were
gripped in his left hand. His right hand began walloping my little arse
mercilessly, I started wailing and crying. No amount of sex play is as
painful as having your bare ass spanked so hard that you start begging for
it to stop. I got past the screaming stage and just let out loud squeals
along with my pleading for him to stop as my sweat soaked body heaved
against each hard slap. When he got up from his knees he still held me by
one ankle as he continued to slap my upturned arse and walk around the bed
to the other side.

Even after the spanking stopped my body was jumping to the rhythm of each
hiccupping sob. Charlie stood holding my feet up and apart like he was
about to make a wish and snap me in two. Fear, yes fear struck me and I
stopped sobbing. He pushed my knees back to my shoulders. My bum cheeks
must have looked so red and battered. He put his head down and began
licking, long wet, tongue in the hole licks that made me start moaning and
my cock to harden. As he licked he stretched my boy hole open and drooled
saliva straight into it.

"Looks like you're ready son." He lowered my legs; I don't know what came
over me. So much pain from the spanking, I could feel the heat from my
beaten boy mounds, my cock was oozing pre cum my throat hurt, my eyes stung
from my own salty tears. My arms ached from being fixed to the bed for so
long. I was clear and concise when I spoke. Would he beat my arse again? I
didn't care.

"Fuck me Charlie! Please fuck my boy arse with your big, thick man
cock. Stretch my fourteen year old boy hole." I even begged him and told
him I wanted every inch up inside me, "Splatter my insides with your hot
man cum Charlie Pleeeease, do it now! Pleeeease sir!" I started to cry even
before I felt the thick mushroom head pass my stretched sphincter. My
jerking body only encouraged the thick cock to start moving, entering and
stretching slowly, inch by thick inch. Fuck! My nipples were getting
twisted. I wanted so much to feel his cock stretching my hole and now I had
to suffer the painful distraction of my nipples being pinched and twisted.

"My cock sir! My cock please, wank my cock! Make me cum for you sir
please." He did, and he put his weight behind the next hard push as more
thick man cock entered me. "Woooooah!.....aaaargh!" He hit my prostate. He
knew it! Then slowly rocked back and forth. The thick, flared head of his
cock brushing and pressing against my sensual hidden nut. "Oh fuck! Oh
fuck!" With every scrape of my prostate I just repeated those two words. We
were now looking directly into each other's eyes. I know mine were smiling
and I had a bog shit arse grin on my stretched, aching lips. My cock was
throbbing and my balls ached but I was not going to cum until he was fully
inside my body. How I wished my arms were free and I could get my tongue
into his mouth."

Suddenly everything stopped. Charlie was drenched in sweat, his face
changed from being contorted, on the brink of filling my insides with his
man cum and now to him shaking his head back and forth. "What the fuck are
you doing here." He snarled. "Was that it?" I instantly thought to
myself. All that effort, the pain, after all my efforts to delay cumming,
taking that thick cock down my throat, my balls chewed within an inch of
castration, having my little arse beaten red and now nothing! Nothing!

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