Date: Sun, 23 Oct 2005 09:26:01 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Plumber's Apprentice part 11

The following is a homosexual  fantasy, if it is illegal in anyway for you to
read it please hit your  back-button now. If not I hope you enjoy  it.
I  cooked us both ham and eggs, two slices of ham for Matt, and had just
dished  them up when Matt walked into the kitchen. We were both naked and my cock
stirred at the sight of him, his hair was tousled and his body looked really
sexy stained as it was with dried cum. He told me he'd cleaned himself out
again  and put the butt-plug back in, adding that he liked to feel something
inside his  hole when he knew it was nice and clean. His cock was half hard,
bouncing  against his thigh as he walked over to the table. He stretched and
yawned loudly  before sitting down and attacking his breakfast. When he'd finished
he had three  slices of toast covered in raspberry jam, he'd also drunk three
mugs of tea,  Christ what an appetite!
While  we ate I asked him how he'd slept and how he felt about not showering.
He told  me he found stinking, his word, of cum was a real turn on, along
with the  bondage and stuff, but that he'd probably like to shower after the
morning  session, if there was going to be a morning session. He looked to me for
confirmation and I told him that there was definitely going to be a morning
session. Matt grinned and continued that his cock hadn't really gone properly
soft since he'd arrived yesterday morning for work. He said that he'd slept
heavily, and he thought that he'd had a wet-dream in the night. He laughed
out  loud when I told him what I'd done, adding that he was surprised he'd had
any  spunk left, I'd drained him so well last night.
I  told him I needed to go shopping and asked him if he'd like to be tied up
and  blindfolded while I was out. His eyes gleamed and he quickly agreed,
pointing to  his cock which had thickened slightly in anticipation. Matt
volunteered to wash  up so I went upstairs to get the blindfold and stuff, I also
picked up the half  full water bottle, Matt must have drunk it after his morning
toilet.
We  went into the garage and we arranged a table beneath the hooks. I got
Matt to  lie on his back on the table. The first thing I did was to cover his
eyes and  ears again like last night, and I also gagged him. Then I tied up his
arms so  that they were resting by his sides on the table, but so that he couldn
't move  them any closer to his body or raise them towards his face. Finally
I raised his  legs into a V at right angles to his body, lashing the broom
stale behind his  knees to keep his legs wide apart. I stood back to admire my
handiwork, noticing  that Matt's 9 inch thick cock was now hard and was pointing
straight up his  body.
Just  then the doorbell rang and someone started banging on the door. I was
naked, so  I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist. I opened the door
and there  stood Carl in a red singlet and brief, red running shorts.
"Carl! What on earth are you doing here? What do you  want?"
"Hi  Dave, sorry to disturb you, but Dad sent me over with the varnish for
Monday; in  case he forgot to bring it tomorrow. I'm doing a training run and he
knew I'd be  passing close by."
He  handed me a carrier.
"Were  you going to have a shower?"
"Thanks," I said as I took the bag, "and yes, I was about to shower,  why?"
"I  forgot to pick any water up when I left home and I'm really  thirsty."
I  couldn't be churlish, so I tightened my towel and stood to one  side.
"Of  course you can have some water, go down the hall and into the kitchen,
there's  half a litre in the fridge."
The  second I said it I almost panicked, the door to the garage was wide
open! If  Carl glanced through he'd see Matt bound and gagged on the table.
Hurrying  behind him I managed to catch up just before he entered the  kitchen.
"The  fridge is on the right Carl, over there."
I  pointed to the right and as Carl walked over to the fridge I managed to
shut the  door to the garage. I breathed a hearty sigh of relief. Carl was
standing by the  kitchen table swigging from the bottle.
"You  can take what's left with you Carl. I'll have to hurry you though; I'
ve got a  very busy day ahead of me."
"Thanks Dave, I will take it with me," he paused, putting the bottle  down, "
when I finally go that is. You know, for an older man you've got a nice
body, and I love all that hair on your chest."
He  looked me up and down, blatantly groping himself, and then he licked his
lips  and put his hand into his shorts to take his obviously hard cock out;
all the  while staring into my face. I decided that I'd got to get this sorted
out  quickly or who knows what would develop.
"Carl, stop that, now! You're a 15 year old boy just learning  about your
sexuality. You're probably very confused, but you shouldn't be  flaunting
yourself at old men like me. You need to talk to your Dad or a  counsellor about
this; I can give you a phone number to call if you  like."
I  wasn't prepared for what happened next; Carl pulled his hand from his
shorts and  burst into tears.
"You  bastard!" he shouted, and he stormed out of the house.
Trying not to panic I took a couple of deep breaths to compose myself. I
went into the hall and picked up the phone and rang Joe. When I got through I
told him everything that had gone on, including the stuff at the club. Joe kept
apologising, saying he was out on a job and hadn't said anything to Carl
about  bringing the varnish over. Then he told me how concerned he was becoming
about  Carl's behaviour around me and other older friends of Joe's. He promised
to sit  Carl down and have a long talk with him when he got back from work.
He  apologised again and told me he'd still be coming round tomorrow afternoon
for  the money, if that was all right with me. I asked him not to be too hard
on  Carl, and signed off saying I'd see him tomorrow.
Trying to put it all in the back of my mind I went and got dressed,  shorts
and T-shirt, it was another hot day. Before I left the house I looked in  on
Matt, he was lying still and his cock was still hard. I went to our local  Spar
and bought the weekend supplies. It's run by a couple of friendly Pakistani
brothers who operate a delivery service and I was told that if I hung on 10
minutes I could have a lift home in the delivery van. I used the 10 minutes to
go and buy another bottle of champagne.
I was  out of the house for just over an hour, when I'd packed everything
away I put a  pre-prepared casserole into the oven for lunch. That would give me
an hour or so  to work on Matt. As I was going into the garage carrying a
bottle of water, I  picked up a handful of pegs. Matt was squirming around a
little as I approached  the table and I could see a strand of precum running from
his wide cock-slit to  a little pool on his belly. Readying myself I attached a
peg to both his nipples  simultaneously, Matt jerked in shock and I heard a
muffled  shout.
I  turned to the equipment table and picked up my special butt-plug, it was
still  greased from yesterday. Turning back to Matt I took hold of the
butt-plug up him  and pulled it out, it made a loud plop, Matt's sphincter had
tightened hard  around it. The special butt-plug went in with ease, it wasn't quite
as thick as  the other one, but it had other properties. I couldn't resist
leaning forwards  and taking Matt's balls into my mouth one at a time and sucking
on them, there  was a hint of stubble on his ball-sac. Finally I removed Matt'
s gag and  uncovered his ears to remove the earplugs.
"Shit  Dave, you nearly gave me a heart attack," he was gasping, "I wasn't
expecting an  attack on my tits! And it really hurt."
"How  do they feel now?"
I  flicked each peg in turn.
"It's  painful, but a nice pain, if there is such a thing. I dunno, a dull
sexy ache I  suppose."
"And  how about this?"
I  released both pegs.
"OW!"  Matt shouted. "What was that? It really hurt!"
"I've  taken the pegs off; it was your blood rushing back into the parts of
your  nipples I'd clipped off. I'm going to leave the gag off, the neighbours
have  gone out, but try not to make too much noise. But I'm leaving the
blindfold on,  OK? Oh, by the way, do you want a drink before we start?"
"I'll  be as quiet as I can Dave, and yes. I'd like a drink first."
Holding his head up I held the bottle to his lips while he had a long  drink.
When he'd finished I pulled his body back a little so that his head lay
back, cupped in my left hand. My right hand went to the bulb attached to the
butt-plug, I knew that six squeezes of the bulb would make the butt-plug swell  up
inside Matt to the size of a tennis ball, I squeezed it six times. Matt
groaned out loud, causing me to look down at his face.
"Bloody hell Dave, what have you put up me. It feels like the whole of my
insides is filled up with it."
"It's  an inflatable butt-plug Matt, if you get used to it and like it I can
make it  even bigger. Then when you're completely full I'll switch it on so
that it  vibrates your whole insides. Do you think you'd like that?"
Matt's silly grin came back.
"Dave," he paused, "I KNOW I'd love it, let alone like it. Er, Dave,  could
you untie my hands, I um, might want to grab you or  something?"
Any  contact Matt wanted with my body was OK with me, so I quickly untied his
hands.  With my right hand I peeled my foreskin back, and then I rubbed my
half-hard  cock across his pouty lips.
"Well  Matt while we're waiting for your body to get used to the balloon
inside you why  don't you suck on my cock, get me nice and hard!"
"I've  told you Dave, I'm not going to ...."
Matt's voice trailed away, he heaved a sigh of resignation, and his  tongue
came out and licked across my knob, success!
"Thank you Matt, thank you." I said softly.
In a  couple of seconds Matt opened his mouth and I pushed my knob in, he
began to  suck my cock immediately, I was in heaven. He must have taken notice of
how I  sucked his cock, because he was sucking on mine like an expert. As my
cock  hardened I squeezed the butt-plug ball another four times. I felt Matt's
 escaping breath on my knob as he groaned loudly around it. I knew that the
butt-plug would now be the size of a large grapefruit and I decided that would
 be enough for Matt to take this first time.
"When  you're used to the feel of the butt-plug Matt I'll switch it on,  OK?"

A  shudder ran through his body, he'd flushed pink, and he was sweating
profusely.  I eased my hard cock from his mouth.
"Christ Dave I can't describe how it feels now, it's just  incredible."
Matt  sounded breathless, throaty.
"And  you're a right bastard making me suck your cock; you know I didn't
want to do  anything like that."
But I  noticed there was no rancour in his voice.
"Come  on Matt, I only asked you once, and you're going at it like an
expert. How about  I switch the butt-plug on and we 69?"
"OK  Dave, but I'm not too sure about you cumming in my mouth."
"No  problem there Matt, it's a long day, I don't want to cum yet anyway,
but I love  having my cock in your mouth, just suckle on it don't try to get me
off. Oh, do  you want the pegs back on your nipples?"
"I  guess I do, I want it all. Am I a slut?"
"Don't be silly, you're just a healthy young man. Now shall we get into
position and then I'll switch the butt-plug on?"
"OK  Dave, I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
I  attached the pegs back on his nipples one at a time eliciting a fresh
groan from  Matt both times. I pushed my cock back into Matt's open mouth, then
leaned  forwards and took about two inches of his big thick, precum leaking cock
into  mine. Matt started suckling on my cock and I began sucking his. I
reached  between his legs and switched the butt-plug on, starting with the lowest
setting. Matt groaned and his body writhed. He mumbled round my cock, and I
managed to make out the words "more, more!" so I increased the vibration to
three quarters maximum. Through his throbbing cock even I could feel the
vibrations that were coursing through Matt's writhing body. Precum was oozing  from
his wide cock-slit and I swallowed it eagerly, I'd stopped sucking now, I
just held steady as Matt bucked his hips trying to fuck my mouth. Matt, however
was now sucking me in earnest, if he kept it up he'd make me  cum.
I  turned the butt-plug up to maximum causing Matt's body to jolt; he reached
 around my arse and took hold of my arse cheeks pushing my hips forwards
until my  cock was at the start of his throat. He swallowed a couple of times,
then he  pushed on my arse cheeks again and he swallowed my 6 ½ inch cock with
ease. I  was flabbergasted, and then he started to swallow, working his throat
muscles up  and down my twitching cock shaft. I was even more shocked when he
parted my arse  cheeks and stuffed a finger up me, with only my sweat as
lubrication. Matt's  fingers are like the rest of him, big, and it was my turn to
groan as he finger  fucked me none too gently. When he added a second finger I
groaned even louder.  Thank God the neighbours were out, with both of us
moaning and groaning it  sounding like an orgy.
I was  nearing climax when I felt Matt stiffen beneath me. I took hold of the
pegs and  as his first blast of cum filled my mouth I removed them. Matt's
body lifted off  the table and his second shot was even stronger than his first.
I'd started  swallowing as soon as he shot, but he was cumming so much I
could feel his hot  young cum oozing from the sides of my mouth. On his third
blast (I don't know  how many times he came I was too lost to count) I cried out
as my first jet of  cum fired down Matt's throat, and he pulled me back until
my knob was in his  mouth, then he started to swallow greedily as he continued
to finger fuck me,  hard.
Eventually we were both spent, as I collapsed onto his heaving chest I
remembered to reach down and switch off the butt-plug and deflate it. As Matt's
sphincter spasmed the plug shot from his hole with a load plop. At the same time
 Matt pulled his fingers from my abused arse-hole, I sighed in relief. My
softening cock was still in his mouth, and Matt didn't seem to want to part with
 it.
END OF PART 11. Any comments or constructive criticism welcome at
_INSILVA92@aol.com_ (mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com)  Love Paul.
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