Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2009 18:01:11 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Green Eyes Softly Part 1 What to do, what to do? And I wasn't the only one in this predicament, of that I was certain for gossip abounded and so far nothing I'd heard indicated anything other than abject failure on the part of those other aspirants, this nut was proving too tough for even the most persistent - and bit by bit they gave in. Ostensibly, I too had withdrawn from the ring, in reality I'd only just begun the chase, neither had I given him the slightest indication of my interest instead holding aloof, amiable - yet neutral, letting others make the running while he, on the defensive, withdrew to shun such approaches. I meanwhile studied my prey - oh so carefully. Physically he is easily described, a boy of fourteen, well built whose graceful coltish legs displayed not a trace of hair, glimpsed in the showers he was tantalisingly sensuous, then there was his colouring...... flame red hair and with it - most unusual of all, a perfect creamy complexion - sulky pouting lips often slightly parted perfectly complimented this combination and with those brilliant green eyes. He was radiant....and unfortunately perhaps for him - he radiated sex appeal too, everything about him screamed his availability, a glimpse of buttock, a long leg displayed, these would suffice to ignite ambition, thoughts of torrid sex acts involving the unsuspecting boy would overwhelm many who - carried away would rashly importune - only to meet with firm rebuff. His character, now that was a difficult one, parents obviously strict and known to be of the Methodist persuasion, diligence, probity, all manner of admirable character traits had been instilled into the boy yet he appeared never to laugh, smile much or share a joke, for him chapel wasn't a chore, nor was anyone close to him. Don't get the impression that I was immune, very far from it for often when masturbating it was the vision of his sweet face alone that would tip me over the edge yet, what to do? Unexpectedly a possible opening appeared, the Inter House cross country event was coming up, it was decided that our more promising juniors should begin supervised training and that I would do as well as anyone else, relatively senior and reasonably proficient at long distance I found myself shepherding a little group over the South Downs, gamely stragglers persevered and it became a regular routine - not that I minded in the least for among my puffing charges was a willowy youngster whose long graceful legs and jiggling buttocks now became the focus of my attention. They were a mixed group, a couple of the boys were worthy of attention too, in fact both had at various times permitted "intimacy" to our mutual satisfaction and they little devils would blatantly flirt, shorts would be rolled up as high as nature permitted and now showing inordinate amounts of leg, buttocks would wiggle saucily for my benefit. Nice, but not what I was after, oh no. So it was that disaster struck, for some reason the slender red head was making heavy weather of things, now he was falling behind and as we slowed it became obvious that he needed attention and concerned we formed a group around him where he now rested, teeth clenched as he spammed. Cramp, so simple a complaint yet one of the most debilitating to affect a runner, it was useless to carry on of course, the finish was a mere half mile ahead though and it would be no problem for the survivors to continue unshepherded for that distance but I, I would have to remain with my charge until fit to resume. Briefly I gave instructions and knowing smirks exchanged the little group began to saunter on their way, not before however one little devil turning with finger and thumb encircled, lewdly jiggled his index finger through the resulting aperture - and departed giggling! Peace returned to the field and with my support we moved to a patch of grass among the bushes where, still clenching and unclenching fingers he lay as his calf muscle continued to spasm. Now, as he pointed to the source of the problem it was a natural reaction for me to place my hand beneath his leg and proceed to massage it, so I sat there a smooth leg cradled in one hand and slim ankle clasped in the other as the poor boy gasped, suddenly my mind cleared and I realised the implications, here I was running my hand up and down this beautiful little boy's leg, true he was in no condition to object....but it was rather nice wasn't it? Very nice, I felt my erection begin so patiently I sat intent upon my patient, hand now moving higher, back again, then up to behind his knee before descending, reassuringly I smiled as with green eyes now wide open he gazed back, hands edged higher and the strokes became a caress as I noticed - he no longer spas med. Again I gazed back at him and now he lay relaxed, eyes closed, chest gently heaving. Cautiously my hand reached higher, higher, now at the edge of his shorts my fingers spread, paused their journey to briefly caress the angel's smooth thigh and then began to reach up, up into the boy's warmth. Now I paused then hardly daring to breath let my fingers seek - joy - there he was, now semi erect I felt the sparsely haired mound beneath, gently I slid fingers up and down the smooth fleshed shaft and felt it firming, now I gently began to caress and fondle until...his first words "No, I mustn't, I mustn't, it's wrong....wrong, no, please...... please, no, don't, I don't want you to....want you to.... want you.... want you to....I want you to...." and he trailed away Looking down, his legs began to move, slowly oh so slowly as I fondled the now rigid penis, his thighs parted, wider and wider he spread those long slim legs, looking up, eyes still closed his lovely full lips were bared above slightly parted teeth through which little breaths now came..we had little time, gripping the waist band I began to pull while to my amazement hips were raised to assist, soon before me lay a half naked beauty who with eyes still closed began "Do something to me, please do something, I want to....I want to...please..." and his hips began to lift and thrust. There was obvious need here so fondly grasping his rigid penis, with all my skill I began to pleasure him, firmly but gently I slid fingers up and down then with free hand began to softly finger the tip as with the other I worked upon the treasure, he now tells me that this was the first time he'd experienced such pleasure, hitherto wet dreams had sufficed as the lonely boy's outlet so now - he found himself being transported to sensations beyond his imagining. He was nearing the end so, by way of finale and to indulge myself too, I bent down and fondly, fondly taking the glistening tip between avid lips, I began to suck and swallow. Hips wildly jerked and came the gasping cries Oh, oh, I never knew, never .... never....thank you, thank you.....OHhhh!! An astonishing amount of fluid filled my mouth as bemused I watched the bewitching boy slowly subside, amazed at events I sat gazing in admiration, as penis slowly subsiding he began to come to terms with what had happened, anxiously he glanced up at me but seeing my reassuring smile he began to relax, gently I ran my hands up and down that wonderful body and "Come on, we'd better get you back, lets tidy you up?" Silently accepting my help, again he glanced at me uncertainly so reaching out with arm around slim waist I pulled him to me in a brief cuddle, eyes widening he stepped back, and I got a timid smile...his first! So at a gentle trot we made our way to the finish, there waited the young reception committee who seeing the expression on his face and rapidly assessing the situation began their ribald questions "What were the bushes like...you left your pants behind! I'm having the cramps next time!" and other similar witticisms. Suddenly amazingly, incredulous I heard the angel say it "You're just jealous!" Well, of course that did it, the little group of hecklers stood open mouthed, no one, no one had ever seriously imagined he would admit to anything -- up until now they'd only had their suspicions so this was...earthshaking stuff to them. So, now in awe the questions began "Did you really....hey, how did you like it? and so forth I myself was somewhat stunned, with just about everybody out to enter his pants I had somehow and without trying, hit the jackpot. Word soon got around of course, envious glances, muttered congratulations all went with the territory, useless to deny but neither did I elaborate or provide details. As for the other party....well there appeared to be welcome spin offs for him, once it became clear that the unimaginable had occurred, pressures eased upon him since convention deemed it extremely bad manners to trespass upon another's territory, particularly if that someone occupied a relatively senior position.....so it was that the little wonder now looked up to me as...protector, what you will...and nothing apart from that brief incident had yet occurred between us!