Date: Tue, 23 Dec 2008 14:41:33 -0800 (PST) From: lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca Subject: Yes Sir I Am - Part 3 Yes sir, I am (part 3) By Parkstranger If you are underage in your location etc, etc... Oh those pictures I let uncle Hoyt take of me oh those dam pictures ... You remember my first time with uncle Hoyt right? Especially the one "before" and "after" -- the one where I was on my tummy on the couch with my ample butt and full legs (slightly spread especially in the after shot) facing the camera while I peered over my shoulder at the camera with that so sly smile and my long eyelashes showing so prominent. And in the "after" shot the fresh fucked look seemed to jump right out from the dam picture with me looking so satisfied but still wanting, still available to any cock that happened to come along if indeed one actually did. Well those pictures came back to fuck me over in more ways than one. It started with the phone call a day or so ago after my little midnight liaison in "One Hot Night." Uncle Hoyt called me the next day around noon to tell me he was going to be away for a few months because he took a job down south and that he wouldn't be around for quite a while. He then seemed to stall and stutter a bit as he was trying to explain that he had gotten drunk one night and lost a lot of money playing poker with some "friends" and that he did something kind of stupid. These so called friends of uncle Hoyt were sort of like minded in the sense that they also had a "thing" for younger boys. The phone call ended with me mad at him and hanging up on him without him being able to tell me that he'd also lost those dam pictures in the poker game. I found out about him losing those pictures the hard way about two days later. Uncle Hoyt had obviously let it be known where I lived as well because I was heading out to meet some guys to play ball in the park I had just came out of our long driveway and was heading towards the sidewalk that leads to the part of town the park is in a car was parked by the curb. I'd not paid any attention to it except that I'd noticed it was a little sporty type of car and that I could see someone sitting in the driver's seat. As I approached the car from behind I could see his passenger window was down but again never gave it much thought as like I said we were in the middle of a bit of a heat wave and this day there was at least some breeze blowing. When I got up beside the car I glanced over and seen an older heavy set man sitting in the car and he had on a kind of flowery type Hawaiian shirt on and shorts I guess because I could see his bare legs but he had a towel or something over his lap. Another step and I was right at the window and he looked over at me and said, "Hi Terry how are ya doing?" I was a bit startled wondering how did this guy know my name and what was he doing sitting here on the street? He went on to say quickly, "Hey Terry don't be scared or anything, I'm a good friend of your uncle Hoyt's." Oh, oh I thought immediately his phone call. He said, "Terry, why don't you come around her and talk to me for a minute I have something I'd like to show you." I said, "No I'm on my way to meet some guys, maybe later I can talk." As I went to turn to walk away he brought his right hand out from under the towel and turned what he was holding in it over so I could see it. You guessed it yes, it was one of the pictures uncle Hoyt took of me naked and in all my glory the one where I was on my tummy on the couch with my ample butt and full legs showing everything I had to offer. That made me stop and think about this for a second. Wondering what I should do now, what does he want? (As if I didn't know but I was a little scared and more confused than anything.) So I slowly walked around to his side of the car and up to his window. He smiled at me and said, "That's better Terry now we can have a nice little talk." He went on to say, "You look as good in real life as you do in your pictures and oh yes, Terry your uncle gave me all those pictures he took of you and told me a very, very nice story of you and him." "I would love for you to come for a little drive with me so you could tell me more of that story it made me feel so horny and oh how sexy you are Terry." "Would you come with me just for a little while and I promise to be very nice to you and believe me you will not get hurt or anything I just want to talk and -----" I couldn't quite make out what he said at the end but I thought well maybe if I just went with him for a while he would be happy and leave me be after that. He said that he'd had driven around some to get a bit familiar with the town and surrounding area and that he'd come upon a spot down by the river he really liked. A good spot that he didn't think anyone came to during the week at least and I knew where he was talking about. It was maybe five miles out of town and I knew it was seldom used except for the odd fisherman or maybe other things at night but not during the day. So I went around and got in the car and as we drove away he just left the picture of me lying on the council face up so I could see it. He kept his other hand under the towel and drove with his right hand but as soon as we left the town limits he brought it out and put it on the steering wheel and let his right hand rest on the council beside the picture. I could see him glancing at it as he drove and then he sort of leaned over towards me a bit and opened the glove box in front of me. He took out an envelope and handed it to me and told me to open it and have a look at what was in it. I opened it ands as soon as I did I knew what it was. It was all the rest of those pictures uncle Hoyt had taken. He then just sort of let his hand rest on my leg and said, "Those sure are pretty pictures of you Terry and see that one with you sitting kind of sideways with your bum and legs showing and you with that great smile you have?" I said, "Uh ya I see it sure." He said, "You know Terry I would really love to see that pose again only you know like for real if you know what I mean. I knew what he meant even if he was getting excited and having trouble saying it. I also knew where this was going and I was sort of trying to decide in my mind if I wanted to do this but then, well, I guess by now you know what a little slut I am. But still I was being a little reserved and shy and I was thinking of playing that girls game of "playing hard to get." That is until ... He lifted the towel off his lap and set it aside. He was wearing shorts but they were wide open with the most beautiful cock I think I'd ever seen. About 6 and a half and thick with a mushroom head that was already leaking precum and I felt myself becoming so turned on looking at it. I just stared at it for like a minute and when I looked up he was smiling at me. I was wearing my flimsy shorts that had the split up each side and a stretchy sort of button up shirt because everything else I had was dirty. He ran his hand up my leg to the top and I just opened up and let him have room to feel me wherever he wanted. He said to me very calm and quiet like, "So Terry can I see that wonderful pose you did in the picture?" I said, "But we are still driving and I don't want to get naked in your car on the road maybe someone might see me." He said, "God Terry you feel nice but please just lift up those shorts and undo your shit for now okay Terry, just for me, just a little pose for a friend of your uncle okay?" So I did. I pulled my shorts up so that my bum cheeks were totally exposed and undid my shirt all the way and shifted myself so that I was facing away from him but that he could see all of my fair white ass, tummy and all. I felt his hand running over my ass cheek and I looked over my shoulder at him and gave him my smile. It was just then that we finally arrived at the little secluded place down by the river and he pulled in and parked under a canopy of trees. As soon as he shut off the car he was all over me and he said for me to get out and come around to the back. When I got there he was already spreading out a blanket on the ground. His cock was sticking out as hard as ever when he was trying to smooth the blanket out and he looked a little funny. He kneeled down on the blanket and beckoned me to come to him. He took me in his arms and hugged me close and whispered in my ear, "Terry please strip for me." It really didn't take mush as he practically had me stripped anyway but I shrugged out of my shirt and flipped open the snap button on my shorts. That was about all that held them up as they were a bit big on me anyway so they just slid down my legs. I don't know where he got it from but when I looked up at him with a little smile on my face that asked the question "do you like what you see now?" he had a camera in his hand and he snapped a picture of me. (This picture of me almost made me famous in the next two to three years as it was to appear in many, many illegal magazines but that was later this is now) It became too much for him as he couldn't hold himself back any longer and pretty much attacked me and took me to the ground with him ending up on top of me thrusting his cock into me and grinding it against me so furious I thought he was going to cum all over me. I put my arms around him and pulled him down to me to try to get him to calm down a bit. He was too far gone to calm down so I just wrapped my legs around him and said to him "Wanna fuck me huh do ya, do you wanna fuck me? He made an almost animal sound and as I spread myself and felt him thrush up against my boy cunt I knew I was going to take a ram fucking but that was okay because by now I wanted it just as bad. He finally slowed down enough to get himself lined up and find my sweet spot. He just rammed it into me full tilt and all the way in one thrust of his mighty cock. And I excepted him all the way and let him hammer fuck me because he knew and I knew it would be long before I would be taking his full load of cum as far up inside me as he could shoot it. And soon he did. Oh wow did he ever cum -- he came like a volcano had erupted in me and it felt so fucking good. I have become addicted to that feeling of cum shooting off in me. I absolutely love it. I got to love it way more than once before this day was over and now I've agreed to meet with him and some other "friends" of my uncle Hoyt. Soon I became known as the `poster boy' and I became very, very popular with certain people in and around my little corner of the world. Merry Christmas all Parkstranger lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca