Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2012 02:21:43 +0100
From: nevermindwhoiam@hushmail.com
Subject: The World Can Turn Upside Down!  Part 1 A Dream Date

A Dream Date

This is a work of fiction, any similarity with places, people and events in
the real world is coincidence. If you are not old enough to read this then
why the hell are you still here? Remember, this is fiction, not real, I do
not condone the sexual abuse of minors, do not go out and try anything you
read here in the real world. All actors in this tale were over 18 at the
time of printing! This is my first attempt at fiction, I needed a break
from the painful process of writing my memoirs.

"You can't change who or what you are, all you can do is change the way you
deal with it!"

- Denis H. 1920 to 2000.

Part 1

I can remember the first time I was introduced to Douglas like it was last
night. An imposing man, over 6 foot tall and striking red hair. Even before
he spoke I knew he would have a most delicious Scots accent, I was not
disappointed. I was being treated to dinner for my 12th birthday and my
Uncle had taken me to a Bernie Inn, I had already had a prawn cocktail and
was just about to tuck into a huge steak with chips and salad. I had been
brought a coke, but my Uncle had poured his glass of wine into it, and it
was making me a little light headed! The door of the restaurant opened and
a breathtakingly beautiful man walked in, his whole bearing was that of a
strong masterful man, like an Officer in the Navy or some other commanding
job. He smiled and waved to my Uncle and came over to the table. My Uncle
stood up, and as I had been taught I also stood, out of respect to the
newcomer.

"Erich" he said, shaking my Uncles hand," how are you?" before my Uncle
could reply he turned to me, and looked me up and down, so that I felt as
if he was looking at my naked body, and continued "and who is this
delightful young man, he should not be sitting here, he should be on the
menu! "

"Douglas, may I introduce my 'nephew' Peter, he is staying with me for a
day or two as his parents had to go away on business and could not take
him. It is his 12th birthday today and I thought I'd treat him to a proper
grown up dinner!" Erich replied

"Peter, how nice to meet you, and many happy returns of the day!" he said
in the most sexy Scots voice as he smiled, offering me his hand.

I blushed, took his offered hand and tried to hide my growing erection with
the other hand "P--P--P--Pleased to meet you Sir!" I stammered

He shook my hand with a firm but comforting grip, smiled and said, "Please
call me Uncle Douglas, and please NEVER hide you erection from me, if it's
hard, be proud of it!"

I blushed a thousand shades or red as he looked pointedly at my tent in my
white trousers. He took a seat at our table and ordered 3 glasses of
sparkling white wine the waiter looked at me, questioningly, but Douglas
slipped a folded £10 note into his pocket and the waiter smiled,
bringing the wine straight over. Douglas raised his glass and offered a
toast, "To a dream date".

We both raised our glasses and repeated his toast, "A dream date" though I
had no idea what he meant.

Douglas said "You have a head start, but I don't like to have too much to
eat before a strenuous evening, I'll just get a salad I think" He waved to
the waiter again, and asked for a light mixed salad with a French dressing,
his food arrived instantly and we all returned to our food.

"Have you told him yet?" Douglas asked Erich, who replied

"Not yet, I have not had a chance"

"Told me what?" I asked, with an excited squeak. I blushed again as my
voice was just starting to change and those embarrassing squeaks kept
popping out, much to the delight of the older bullies at school.

"All in good time" I was told, "let us finish our meal first."

As we ate I felt Douglas's hand slide over my still boned up cock, I looked
into his eyes and smiled and saw something that I had never seen in a man's
eyes before, I now realise it was Love rather than the Lust that most men I
had met seemed to show. He gave it a gentle squeeze and lightly licked his
lips, something happened to me that had never happened before, I shuddered
and had 'that feeling' without even rubbing my cock! As I came down from my
high I look at my lap, and almost burst into tears as there was a large wet
patch spreading across my white trousers.

Douglas saw my distress, and glanced across, seeing the reasons he ran his
hand through my hair and whispered "Don't worry, I'll sort it"

The waiter came to clear the table and I tried to hide my wet patch, but I
think he saw it. Suddenly the lights dimmed and a waiter came out of the
kitchen with a huge Chocolate Cake with sparklers burning and 12 candles.
Everyone in the restaurant started to sing "Happy Birthday to you," and
Douglas quickly tucked his napkin into the front of my trousers just before
a spotlight came on me and I was helped to my feet. I blew out the candles,
and everyone clapped, making me blush yet again!

Douglas lent across and whispered in my ear, "You look so sexy when you
blush!" which made me blush all the more! The waiter then cut the cake and
as he handed me mine he tilted the plate sliding the creamy, chocolaty
gooey mess onto my lap. This time I did burst into tears, as the waiter
apologised and knelt to clean it off. Because of where I was sitting he was
hidden from the rest of the restaurant and he lent forward and licked the
cake from my lap, boning me up yet again. He licked and wiped getting the
worst of the mess away and I almost passed out as the sensations hit me,
fuelled with the unaccustomed alcohol. I was then given a fresh slice of
cake, which I ate with great enjoyment, mimicking some of the exaggerated
licking motions made by the waiter as he cleaned up my lap. The waiter
returned with a huge 'shit eating' grin on his face and apologised for his
'carelessness'. He said that he wanted to give me, and he stressed it was
for ME, a voucher for a free meal for 4 as a compensation.

He asked for my name and address, as well as my phone number, which Uncle
Erich supplied him with, and he gave me the voucher, allowing his hand to
brush over my lap and linger on my cock for too long.

He lent forward and whispered "Happy Birthday Peter" and then kissed me on
the forehead, I secretly wished he was kissing me somewhere else again!
(Much later Douglas told me that I had not wished it secretly, I had said
it out loud!)

We were asked then if we wanted coffee, a speciality of the Bernie Inns and
we decided "Yes" Douglas ordered Irish for himself and Erich and a Seville
coffee for me, with Cointreau. As we waited for the coffees Erich asked me
if I liked being with Douglas, and I looked at them both, smiled and said
"yes of course, why?"

"Well I have to go away for a couple of days, and it would be better if you
could be looked after by someone else, your Mum and Dad" he paused and
cleared his throat, "your Mum and Dad can't be contacted right now so I
asked Douglas if he would mind looking after you, on his boat"

"ON HIS BOAT?" I shouted, "you live on a BOAT?" jumping up and down, "that
is sooo cool, can I really sleep on a boat tonight?"

The two men tried to calm me down, as the coffees arrived, but I was now in
stage one Hyper Drive mode. I almost burnt my mouth gulping down my coffee
and the alcohol hit my system instantly, I stood and sort of collapsed onto
Douglas's lap. All I remember then is him stroking my hair and whispering,

"It's going to be all right, sweety pie"

Douglas swept the almost unconscious boy into his arms and carried him
outside to a waiting Taxi and stroked his hair all the way to the boatyard
where his 72 foot narrow boat was moored. Though tempted he kept his hands
clear of the still hard tent in the now stained trousers. "Looks like I'll
have to buy you some new things to wear tomorrow!" he said softly, "I think
I'm going to enjoy that!"

I slowly came to as Douglas was paying the Taxi driver and he lifted me
over his shoulder and carried me over the plank and onto the NB (NB =
Narrow Boat) 'Geile Knaben' *. I quickly came too and said, "Wow a barge!"

I felt Douglas tense up and he put me down he looked hurt as he told me
"That is the first and last time you call this a barge, it is a Narrow
Boat. A barge is at least twice as wide. Sorry but I'm very sensitive about
that, it's like calling a beautiful cottage a mud hut!" I didn't really
understand but I told him I was sorry, and asked him to show me around,
which he did!

"So here we come into the lounge, this is a multi fuel stove, it will run
on gas or diesel and heats not only this room but also the hot water for
the showers and the kitchen. As you see we have TV and a tape player, and
in this cupboard" he carried on as he opened a door with a flourish" is my
PC and room for one of those new Playstation games, if there are any left
in the shops!"

"The sofa will fold out to make an extra bed, if we have guests, and in
here" opening another cupboard, "I have cards, board games, chess and so
on. If we get sick of the TV." He led on into the kitchen "This is the
Galley where we have cooker, grill, microwave, freezer, fridge and sink."
Showing me each appliance in turn. "Can you cook?" he carried on " when we
are cruising I may need you to look after food and drinks while I steer"

"What you mean we are going somewhere in the bar.. er I mean Narrow Boat?"
I asked,

"Of course we are" he replied, ruffling my hair. "As soon as we wake in the
morning we can cast off"

We continued the tour and he showed me the bathroom, which he called the
'heads' and then showed me the 2 bedrooms.

 I was getting tired and asked if I could go to bed.

Douglas smiled and said "of course, would you rather sleep alone or in my
bed with me?"

"May I please share with you? I don't snore!" I asked,

he laughed and said "of course you can"

Then I realised something "I don't have any pyjamas or anything",

"Well you can sleep dressed, or in your undies or like I do, with nothing
on atall!" he told me smilling. The idea of sleeping nude with this sexy
looking Scotsman made me sprout an instant boner again and on impulse I
jumped into his arms, hugged and kissed him and said,

"This is my bestest birthday ever!"

A sad look crossed his face, as he ruffled my hair again and said, "well,
let's hit the hay then sport!"

I started to open my shirt, but he stopped my hand saying "it's your
birthday, please may I do that for you?" Again I blushed, it seemed to be
happening a lot when I was around him, but I spread my arms to allow him to
undress me. He gently took everything off me caressing each area as it
became exposed just leaving my grey boxers on. With a moan he dropped to
his knees and started to nurse my nipples, nibbling on first one nipple
then the other as my knees buckled beneath me. This was heaven, up to now
the men who I had been with had always been rough, just wanting to fuck me,
or have me suck their filthy cocks. He started to strip himself, but I
pushed his hands away and did the sexiest slow strip of him I could,
kissing and licking everywhere, his armpits, nipples and his belly
button. I removed his socks and, as another man had taught me, kissed and
licked his toes, surprisingly they were clean and quite nice to play
with. I noticed as I sucked his big toe that his cock had grown huge, and
was making a damp patch in the front of his boxers.

Douglas hugged me close and asked "tell me, do you LIKE those grey boxers
you are wearing?"

I blushed once more and replied, "weellll, not really, my Mum buys them for
me as they are what we are meant to wear to school. I prefer tight white
pants with or without a slit, and once I stole a pack of girls knickers
from Asda and wore them under my boxers, they were too small and had frilly
bits, that was so hot!"

Douglas straightened up and looked sternly at me, "You will never, ever
steal again, or I will make sure that you are sorry!"

I bowed my head in shame and said " I'm sorry" as I burst into tears "I
never even knew of you then, I'll never do it again, I promise!"

He stroked my head, and soothed me, "It's OK, but if you do anything like
that from now on, and I will spank your bum so you can't sit for a week!"

As soon as he said 'Spank your bum' I had my second instant orgasm, and he
noticed.

"Oh so you WANT me to spank you?" he asked hardly believing it, "Your Uncle
never told me about that!"

"Well I never had to tell him, and besides if I had told him he might not
have spanked me so often!" I replied,

"You are some crazy kid" he laughed!

I went to drop my boxers, but Douglas asked me to turn around, as he did
not want to see my cock yet. I turned round and he wrapped his arms around
me, it was as if he had a hundred hands, he was touching me everywhere and
slowly he worked my boxers down. Eventually they fell to the floor and my
iron hard cock was pointing upwards like an Apollo Rocket at Cape
Canaveral!

"I promise you, that will be the last pair of grey boxers you ever have to
wear" he told me.

"I don't understand, my mum would never let me wear anything else to
school." I replied.

There was a long awkward pause before Douglas asked in a sad but gentle
whisper,"Sweetypie, if something happened and your mum and dad could not
look after you any more, where could you go and live?"

 I was getting worried, "I don't understand, there is no one else except
Mum and Dad and Uncle Erich, why should I go and live anywhere else?"

"How would you like to live with me on 'Geile Knaben'*?" he asked.

Slowly it dawned on me that something was very wrong, Douglas held me very
very tightly and said, " I am so sorry, there is no easy way to say this
but your mum and dad had an accident, and your Uncle Erich has had to go
there to sort things out. He decided that as you have no other relatives I
should look after you for now."

I could not cry, I could not say anything, I simply held onto his arms. We
stood there locked in agony for what seemed like an eternity then something
inside me snapped and I flung myself on the bed, holding the cheeks of my
ass apart. "Douglas, if you love me please fuck me now, not gentle I want
to feel every inch of you"

"No child, I could not do that, not like that no, no, no" he said

I turned, full of anger and hate and slapped him in the face, "Fuck me now
you bastard, ride me like a Portsmouth whore" I carried on hitting him and
cursing him and suddenly he realised what I needed. He rolled me over on my
knees jerked my legs apart and forced his dripping cock violently into my
ass. The pain was like the blinding flash of an atomic explosion I had my
first of many orgasms seconds after he penetrated me. His pounding
continued through multiple orgasms from me, as he hit my prostate on every
single stroke until he reached what he later told me was the biggest orgasm
he ever had experienced and as he came down from his orgasm his cock
slipped out of my battered hole, and he got up to go to the bathroom. I
grabbed his arm to stop him and begged him not to leave me. "I'm just going
got wipe myself clean, I'll be back in a second" he told me.

"No, don't leave me" I begged and I turned and grabbed his dripping cock
and took it in my mouth, he tried to pull away but I simply bit down just
hard enough to stop him. Once I had cleaned his dick I pulled him onto the
bed, and we both fell asleep in seconds, the gentle rocking of the boat and
the lapping of the wavelets like a lullaby and a cradle.



* 'Geile Knaben' Douglas will tell the boy what this means in time. For
those of you who refuse to wait I will tell you by email! Please let me
know what you think, I would like to write chapter 2, but only if there is
enough feedback. emails to nevermindwhoiam@hushmail.com, critisism
welcomed, flames will be used as toilet paper!