Date: Tue, 31 May 2011 17:25:08 -0700 (PDT) From: Paul Blackman Subject: The Smart Boy - Part 3 This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is completely coincidental. This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally, please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk. The Smart Boy – Part 3 Fish and Chips Graham and I walked side by side along the couple of streets back to the main road and down a little way to the fish and chip shop, there were no tables free in the small shop when we got there so Graham suggested we could go and eat our lunch in the park just around the corner. Just as the man behind the counter had finished wrapping our food I looked out of the shop window and the heavens has had opened the rain was pouring down and Saturday afternoon shoppers where diving for cover, neither of us had coats and it did not look like anyone was going to leave any of the tables, "We could always go and eat at my place, it's only just along the road" said Graham, "OK, but we will have to run, I'll follow you!" I replied. Graham made a dash for the door, turn right and run full pelt down the pavement, I followed as quick as I could, Graham crossed the road at the crossing and ran over towards Deakins, the general outfitters and then around the side of the building into a small alley way, as I turned in I could see Graham holding open a door that looked like it went into the clothes shop. "Quickly, come on in, up two flights of stairs, I'm on the top floor!" Graham yelled. When I got to the top of the stairs I expected to find door to several flats but instead I arrived in a small hallway with 3 open door and a corridor that went right the way along the back of the building, I could see a kitchen and a lounge but the other door was open enough to see what was inside, Graham walked into the lounge and I trailed behind, it was a nice big bright room with comfy chairs, a huge TV set and very expensive looking Hi-Fi system, I thought to myself that Graham was obviously quite rich. "Oh boy! We are soaked through" Graham said and added "I think we should get out of these wet clothes before we eat" I giggled saying he just wanted to see me with no clothes on again, he grinned and nodded. "Here, let me help you" Graham pulled me towards him and took off my blazer saying he would hang it in the airing cupboard and rest of my clothes could go in the dryer in the kitchen, he undid my shorts and lowered them slowly to the floor, his hands gently running down my thighs and over the top of my knee socks, he took of my shoes and then peeling my socks off one at a time, he put his hand on my shoulder and said that my jumper and shirt felt damp to, so I let him lift my jumper over my head and undo the buttons of my shirt. As my shirt slipped off my body I heard Graham give a little gasp, "Oh my, but aren't you a pretty one!" Graham said with I sigh, I blushed and giggled. Graham left the room with my clothes and I sat on a sofa in just my Spiderman pant and smile, when he return he too was just in this his undies, I looked up at him and saw his chest, tummy and legs where covered in thick dark hair, not like me and my dad we are both very smooth, "Come on let's eat!" said Graham and sat beside me on the sofa. When we had finished Graham picked up the chip papers and asked if wanted to look around his flat, we walked out into the hall and into kitchen where Graham put the chip papers in the bin, the kitchen was full of the most modern appliances, we moved on the a large dining room and then down the corridor. The first room was Graham's bedroom, the bed was enormous! Graham walked back into the corridor I trotted on behind, there were two more bedroom, one a boys room with football posters on the wall and cool bed shaped like a sports car and a girls room with pop star pictures, all pink, lacy and frilly. The last room we went into Graham said was his office, it had a large desk and lots of shelves with big coloured files neatly lined up. I asked Graham where the bathroom was as I hadn't seen one and needed a pee, he explained there was one through his bedroom, "Crickey!" I exclaimed as I went into the bathroom, it was all white, in the corner was a triangle shaped bath with what looked like wastepipe holes all over, two toilets? One with taps on? Strange I thought a basin and a huge glass shower cubicle, the bath and the shower where big enough for three or four people! "I'll see you in lounge when you're finished, and by the way it's the one without the taps!" said Graham with grin. I went back into the lounge and Graham was sitting on the sofa again, the TV was one and the Saturday sports program was on, he patted his lap inviting to come and sit on it, I climbed up and settled back with head on his shoulder, on leg on the sofa and the other resting next to his meaty, hairy thigh, the feel of his hairs on my bare skin was good, just like a big cuddly teddy bear. Graham put one hand on my leg and gently stroke my smooth skin up and down, with the fingers on his other hand he softly ran little circles around my nipples, giving them a little squeeze every now and then, I purred contentedly and I don't have to say that my willy was really, really hard again and so was Grahams, I could feel pushing at my bum! "Do you remember you I made you feel back at the cinema?" Graham asked, I said I did and that felt very nice, Graham wanted to know if I would like to make him feel the same, "If I can" I replied. He indicated me to move over to sit beside him, I started to run my little hand through the thick hair on his chest and over his hairy thighs, Graham laid back with his eyes closed and a smile on his face, slowly I moved to the waistband of his undies and slid my finger inside, more hair and then Oh! I was not quite sure what to expect but I did not think it would be this big, I could only just get my hand round his willy, Graham lifted his bum off the seat and pushed his underwear down, I had never seen a man like this before I had only ever seem my little hairless dickie hard, it seem massive, I would need four hands to cover it from top to bottom. Graham took hold of my hand and put it on his willy and started to move it up and down, I rested my head on his chest and carried on, my eyes fixed on his stiff thingy as the skin moved back and forth. I felt Graham take a deep breath and then his whole body went stiff, he started to moan and then just like mine his willy throbbed in my hand and I knew he was having the nice feeling! Then I got the shock of my life, he started to pee white stuff, worse of all two huge splats hit me right in the face! I leapt up and stood there with his pee dripping down onto my chest, Graham laughed "Sorry little mate! I should have warned you about that." I said in shock "What is that stuff?" Graham explained that older boys and men made it when had the nice feeling and that I would too one day, he got some tissues from a box and wiped me clean. He said sorry again and that I had made him feel really good and said thank you for doing it, I asked if he thought my clothes were dry yet, Graham went into the kitchen and brought back my pile of clothes, "I can't wear those, they are all creased up!" I said, Graham replied that not to worry he would iron them for me after he had a shower, I said it was no problem and that I could do it while he was in there, Graham went off to the bathroom to shower and I iron my uniform, ironing in my undies seemed odd but I did not care by now, it felt good, I had had a great day with my new friend. When I had finished my ironing I put everything away where it came from and then got dressed with all my usual care and attention, then plonked myself on the soft sofa and watched the TV. Graham came back into the room wearing a big fluffy white dressing gown and carrying a yellow file like the ones I saw in his office. He sat down beside me and said he had something to show me, he opened the file and inside were photographs of a boy wearing my school uniform, well not mine but one exactly the same, I did recognise him at first but then I realised it was a boy called Jamie who used to live over the road from my pal Nick, he was 14 now but in these photos he was my age. Graham turned the pages in the file the images showed Jamie stripping off his uniform until he was totally nude, the pictures were taken in the bedroom with the sports car bed and there was Jamie lying on the bed naked, on his back, on his front, kneeling up with his bum pointing at the camera, kneeling facing the camera and with him holding his bum cheeks open, you could see his hole! Graham skipped a few pages and then I saw Jamie dressed in a football kit complete with boots and shin pads, Graham explained that this was when he got into the 2nd year football team at the big school, again Jamie was stripping off his clothes until he was naked, his willy was hard again, it had got bigger than before and there were a few little hairs just above his hard dickie. The last photos showed Jamie lying on the bed with that white pee on his tummy. Graham turned toward the back of the file and said that these photos he took last week, they were in Graham's bedroom this and I looked in surprise as Jamie was wearing girls stuff! He had on a white bra and panties, and long white stockings with those string things hanging from a belt I had seen in mum's catalogue. Jamie had got bigger again in these and I could see his willy filling up the tiny little white panties he was wearing, Graham shut the file and said that was enough for today and that he would really like to take some pictures of me if I wanted, maybe next Saturday? I was not sure but my dickie screamed yes at me!! I said with a big smile that tomorrow would be better, it was Sunday and I only planned to sit around the house while mum and dad went to see my aunt in hospital, we did not eat until the evening. Graham gave me a big hug and an ear to ear grin saying I could come round anytime I liked now I knew where he lived. We hugged again and he took me downstairs to front door, then he kissed my cheek and I went out into the street and caught the bus back home, my head spinning with ideas about my next adventure with Graham. Thank you all for the comments; I am glad you enjoyed this instalment. Part 4 coming soon, suggestions welcome! Sorry if I did not reply to anyone after part 1 but had a problem with my e-mail, please write again if you want.