Date: Wed, 11 Feb 2015 11:53:33 +0000
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: Reply to me @mtnsms.com (revised)

			 Reply to me @ mtnsms.com

This story is a work of fiction which is about one of the internet free
text messaging websites of which mtnsms.com had a free worldwide text
messaging facility, it was useful in that people with pay as you go mobile
phones whose credit had expired could send a message to someone from a
computer, the recipient's cell phone provided it had a reply button
facility could reply to the message which will appear on the sender's
computer screen with a message notification, based in South Africa at the
height of its popularity, the service was very popular indeed providing
free communications world wide although the free messages were capped at 5
at the time I last used the service.

I have written this story in the context of a modern day message in a
bottle or a balloon. Please consider donating something to enable them to
keep the site operating as after all we are leaving behind a legacy for the
future & don't forget to look in their shop window.

Enjoy another Tom Fullbrick story, signed Vintagespeedoboy.

The summer of 2000 was a nice warm one in Southern England & for me proved
to be the longest summer of my life, this was the start of a new millennium
where I saw in the New Year in at Melbourne, Australia, it is also the year
my life went haywire, I had a good job as a customer services technical
advisor at Honda, then my father suddenly passed away & there was nothing
for it, I had to return to sort out my family's affairs, the mobile phone I
had at the time was a black Motorola International dual band flip phone, a
large phone by today's standards popularly known as a brick which I bought
from a flea market for a dollar until the vendor produced a card &
said. "It's another 10 dollars to unlock this phone, I was seething, this
guy was about to rip me off, I seriously questioned him asking.

"What will the unlocking of this phone do for me; you are charging me a lot
of money for what is tantamount to a worthless piece of junk," I started to
walk away in disgust when he said.

"Just a minute sir, this phone is the Motorola International, it comes with
a real leather Italian Vega case, it is not power restricted like the more
up to date phones, this one will work better in areas of poor reception &
that case alone has cost someone $50, just watch this," he switched it on,
put his card in, pressed a few buttons, took it out and the job was done in
seconds as he said, "It's now unlocked, it will work on any sim card
anywhere in the world."

That appealed to me, this was a nice phone if a bit outdated, it had a nice
ring tone like the phones in England, you had to manually switch bands, it
had a good battery & both mains & car chargers, on the face of it this
bargain was a steal so I paid him his 11 dollars & went home with my prize.

It certainly was as good as he said, I was making & receiving calls out in
the bush and became attached to this phone, it was a part of me, of some
old school boyhood self which was part of my character looking like a
timeless classic antique, it had its limitations whereby you had to
manually compose the message in the message editor function and manually
enter the recipient's number, I could live with that until the day I
received a message ending 'Reply to me @ mtnsms.com.' followed by a +27
phone number.

 My parent's house is situated in a quiet street in the Britwell district
of Slough, a former council house which they bought under the right to buy
scheme, fortunately he had a good life insurance policy which paid off
their mortgage, now only occupied by my mother I had returned to the house
of my childhood which seriously needed clearing out and a good tidy up, a
task which took several weeks & I had to use the services of a house
clearance company.

It was a painful process to watch items which had been a part of their
lives finally leave the house, fortunately the company is a professional
outfit which put the more valuable items to public auction, with the house
now livable again I looked through my old Filofax pocket book, now the
worse for wear with pages full of my contacts in Australia, I found Rick's
address & phone number, having kept in contact with each other over the
years I called his mobile phone from my Motorola hearing the ring tone for
a few seconds when he answered.

Hi Tom, it's lovely to hear from you again, what brings you back here?"

"I'm sorting out a few things with the house, as you know, the old man's
popped his clogs leaving mum in a bit of a mess with some legal issues to
sort out plus I had to make it habitable again."

"I can hear your voice ever so clearly; you must have a really good phone
with you."

"It's an old Motorola I picked up from a flea market back in oz, how are
you doing with that old tub of yours?"

"The Countess of Clewer, she's been a labour of love over the years, you
really ought to see her now, you won't even recognize the old girl, how's
about you pop down for the weekend? Give me a call when you come, I'll meet
you at Shiplake church & we'll talk about the old days."

"Sounds good to me, I'll see you then," then the call ended, suddenly it
hit me, I had made that call using an Australian sim card which incurs
roaming charges, Rick would have seen my +61 number on his display, I knew
he was on the One 2 one network, so as to avoid cross network charges I
picked up a One 2 one sim from a local Indian shop, paid a tenner into the
account & sent Rick a text telling him of my new phone number.

I packed my gear which included my camping gear, drove in my newly acquired
old Volkswagen beetle & parked the car opposite the church where Rick was
waiting for me, those lovely memories of him breeding my teenage hole with
his huge cock flooded back giving my cock a huge hard on as we walked
downhill through the college grounds through the apple orchard turning
right at the hairpin bend & finally onto the grass river frontage seeing
the countess moored waiting for us, I became awestruck at the sight of his
vessel & said.

"Rick, she's beautiful, oh my god, I never thought I would see her looking
like this, just how much did this cost?"

"I would rather not think about it, besides she'll make her money back over
the years by the money saved on paying out on the rates, she's definitely a
sound investment."

We boarded the countess & Rick released the mooring lines, started up the
single cylinder newly overhauled Petter's diesel engine, selected forward
gear & with a chuff chuff noise from the exhaust stack the vessel slowly
made her leisurely way to The Lynch, a River Thames island half a mile
away. The vessel entered the backwater giving myself a good view of the
island, there was a huge tree on the left with a rope swing and a diving
platform, there were a number of youngsters in swimming trunks on the
island & some of them were in the water swimming, I immediately saw that
this place was popular with youngsters, we rounded the southern end of the
island which was where I camped as an 11 year old boy scout in 1963 before
Rick finally moored the vessel.

We sat down inside the cabin on the seats which ran along the sides of the
vessel & Rick made some coffee sweetened with honey & condensed milk served
with small quarter sandwiches, I had my phone on top of his folding table
talking over old times when the text message alert sounded, I navigated the
phone through the menus & read the message which read.

'Hello, I'm looking for someone to help me with my problems= Johann. Reply
to me @ mtnsms.com +27??????????'

I asked Rick if he'd heard of mtnsms & fortunately it's a hot topic with
the students of Shiplake College who use mtnsms in their droves, the
message looked innocent enough, I checked my Filofax for the country code
on the phone number finding it to be South Africa, I wrote the reply in the
message editor, entered the phone number, press send & the phone displayed
'message failed'.

I repeated the process again with the same result saying.

"Rick, I can't send a reply, there's plenty of credit on my phone, I've
even sent texts to Australia with it but this one won't go at all."

"I've heard about this from the lads at the college, you have to use a
phone with a reply button, apparently it's something about sending a text
to a computer, they've had loads of problems like yours until, kids being
kids sussed it out, here! Try your sim card in my phone."

I swapped sim cards over, the Motorola International uses a full sized sim
card the size of a credit card, when the sim card is removed the remaining
card becomes a card adaptor with the use of surgical tape, the sim cards
were swapped, I retrieved the message, rewrote the reply, pressed send &
the message went off to whoever the recipient was looking at a computer
screen, Rick said to me.

Whoever sent you that will only have 5 cracks at messaging you," the
message alert went off again.

'Thank god I've found someone, I need somewhere to stay, please help
me=Johann.' Reply to me @ mtnsms.com +27??????????'

'Johann, where are you, your messages come from South Africa, I'm in the
UK, what is it you want?'

'Kobenhavn, Denmark, Parents have thrown me out of home, my number is
+45??????????= Johann.' Reply to me @ mtnsms.com +27??????????'

'Is your phone working? Can I call you or something? How old are you?'

'Yes it is, no credit, I am 16 years, please help, I need place to stay=
Johann.' Reply to me @ mtnsms.com +27??????????'

I decided to call the number, transferred my sim card back into the
Motorola International which was now about to live up to its name, it rang
with the single buzz ring tone and a youthful if girlish voice with an
accent answered whoever it was certainly was crying, I spoke over the
phone.

"This is Tom Fullbrick in England, I want you to calm down for me, I will
call you back in 10 minutes."

"Thank you Mr. Fullbrick, you're an angel, I'll wait for you."

Was this a cry for help from a destitute teenager? or was it a scam?, I
needed to find out, if whoever it is lives in Copenhagen, he or she should
be familiar with local landmarks, I didn't know any, Rick didn't have a
tourist guide & fortunately he had a paperback copy of Ken Follett's
'Hornet flight,' having read the book several times over he picked it out
of the book case, flicked through the pages saying.

"The city's airport is Kastrup, the police headquarters is the
Politigaarten and the gardens are the Tivoli gardens, if he's not a local
you'll stump him straight away."

"What if he's got a guide book with him? It could take him only seconds to
look it up; I'll ask him for the time at his location."

"How many guide books mention the Politigaarten? You won't find that place
mentioned in the tourist guides, I reckon those questions should do the
job," said Rick, I rang the number saying.

"Johann, I must ask you 4 questions, you must understand that I must know
that you really are in Copenhagen, the questions are. What is the name of
the city's airport? What is the name of the city's gardens? What is the
name of the police headquarters? & the time where you are?

"Mr. Fullbrick, the airport is Kastrup, the gardens are the Tivoli gardens
and the police headquarters is the Politigaarten, the time is 1 hour ahead
of England, anything else you want to know?"

"That's fine for now, I will text you my email to your phone; you can tell
me in more detail about yourself and your circumstances."

"Mr. Fullbrick, there is something I really should tell you, I am both a
boy & a girl, I think you call it a freak in your language," then I heard
him crying, I thought to myself. 'Dear god, why must this person have to
suffer in his life, now is not the time to run out of credit on my phone,
this poor soul has sent out an electronic message in a bottle, a cry for
help to a randomly chosen number, yet he had chosen the +44 country code
for the UK, perhaps he has a pen pal here, perhaps he visited on holiday,
there could be any number of reasons why he chose the UK, coming from an EU
member state he can freely walk into the country, he has only one text
message left so he needs to choose wisely what he says, If I am to take
care of him, show him that there are people who can show love to a young
person as though they were their own flesh & blood, however he comes here
he must have his passport, I asked him after a pause. "Johann, do you have
your passport?"

"Yes" .  .  .  "Can you make your way to Kastrup airport?"  .  .  ."Yes,
can you call in 2 hours?"

It was now a waiting game, I had his name from the email he sent me which I
retrieved on my Pocketmail PDA over the phone, my bank transfer from
Australia had arrived, I phoned the airline & booked a reservation for him
from Copenhagen Kastrup to London Heathrow leaving in 3 hours time, I sent
him a text to collect his ticket at the desk, it was just a waiting game
for the flight to arrive, we had another coffee & Rick took me around the
island giving me a guided tour.

We came to a clearing in the centre of the island where I saw an ex
military 2 man tent, the occupants were 2 boys aged about 14 or 15 wearing
only speedo swimming trunks, their hair was wet owing to their swimming in
the river, I greeted them & we talked for a while, Rick returned to the
vessel & brought back an ice cold 2 litre bottle of Old Jamaica ginger beer
& some milk chocolate digestive biscuits, they quickly brought out their
mugs & being typical teenage lads wolfed down the biscuits & slowly drank
their ginger beer followed by them smoking cigarettes.

They were both army cadets from the college which as it turned out the
island is owned by the college, the public moored their boats on the banks
of the island which was maintained by their grounds man usually with the
assistance of a working party of boys from the college giving it a well
managed tidy appearance & was used by them as a camping ground which also
has toilet & washing facilities, the public were allowed to camp here
except for a few days of the year for which Rick collected both their
mooring & camp site fees issuing receipts which were their passes, he
banked the fees weekly giving the bank receipts together with receipt
counterfoils to the college's bursar.

I called Johann at the arranged time & there was happiness in his voice as
he said.

"Thank you Mr. Fullbrick, the flight leaves in a few moments, we're
boarding now, see you in England," then the call ended, I stripped off into
my pair of swimming trunks & went for a swim joining in with a group of
lads already there, the water was lovely & somehow I hoped my guest who was
already airborne would too enjoy the island, I left the water feeling
refreshed from the swim, changed & Rick ferried me back to the college's
river frontage inviting both lads along for the ride.

I waited at Terminal 2 arrivals & sure enough there was Johann, dressed in
a scruffy pair of jeans, trainers which were fit for the bin, an old
camouflage jacket carrying a large olive green rucksack, he looked every
inch the teenage girl with his long flowing blond hair which reached down
to his waist, he had ample breasts & a large bulge showing that he was
packing a huge cock for a teenager, he gave me a huge hug as he greeted me
& his cock became rock hard inside his jeans, I felt every one of its
powerful twitches as pre-cum flowed from his cock forming a wet patch onto
the already stained cloth owing to his previous leakages, he became so
relieved at his arrival he felt like kissing the floor.

During the drive to Shiplake, he removed his jacket & lit up a cigarette,
his cock became rock hard & the bulge looked huge which I guessed had to be
around 10 inches & at least 2 inches across, it was twitching powerfully
inside his jeans adding to the wet patch already there, I also smelled
something else, it was the unmistakable scents which emanate from leaking
vaginal fluids, a quick glance showed the expanding wetness around the
crotch of his jeans, his tee shirt showed signs of breast milk leakage & I
saw that he also wore a bra, those scents triggered lust in myself with my
huge rock hard cock almost bursting out of my thin slacks as the head slid
out from its foreskin & pre-cum leaking into my speedo swimming trunks
having not taken them off after my swim with the sensuous feel of the silky
nylon material teasing the head of my cock.

Rick met us at the church & we walked downhill through the college grounds
to the river bank, Johann's gaze fixed on the vessel & he became awestruck
as we boarded, he placed his jacket & rucksack inside the cabin & joined us
at the stern, soon the vessel was on its way to the island at its usual
slow leisurely unhurried pace, Johann gazed at the island as we approached
& entered the backwater, there were a number of boys both on the riverbank
& in the water swimming, Rick selected the gearbox to neutral which stopped
the propeller as the vessel slowly glided past the boys some of who waved
to us.

After rounding the southern part of the island Rick berthed the vessel at
its usual spot, I sensed the huge relief Johann must now be experiencing as
we stepped onto the island, Patrick, one of the boys from the tent came
over wearing only his swimming trunks and took him on a guided tour of the
island which became a walk he would never forget as he led Johann to a
small concealed clearing.

He moved in on Johann not realizing that he had a voracious sexual appetite
& within seconds both of them were embracing & kissing each other totally
naked, he was of a large build for a 15 year old with dark blond shoulder
length hair, brown eyes standing at 5 foot 9 inches, his 7 inch cock was
dwarfed by Johann's monster which was fully hard dripping pre-cum onto the
ground, Johann guided the boy's cock into his leaking vagina under his
balls, held him in an embrace & guided his mouth onto a breast offering him
a drink of breast milk.

He suckled cautiously at first having never experienced sucking on a girl's
breast becoming surprised at the sweet condensed milk like taste in his
mouth fuelling his ravenous appetite for more which he drank greedily
whilst slowly plowing his cock into Johann, being a typical hot blooded
youngster lust ravaged through his entire body fuelled by the intense
sensations on his cock & the rapidly intensifying sensations in his balls
which rapidly became a highly intense orgasm as his spunk blasted into
Johann's vagina in several gushes.

The head of Johann's monstrously huge cock glistened with the coating of
pre-cum & now fuelled by lust for the boy who had just bred him & drank his
offering of milk relieving the build up inside his breasts fingered his
anus massaging his prostate & rapidly followed by 2 more fuelling the boy's
desire for cock, he was no stranger to having cocks inside him having the
entire population of boys at the college to choose from, only this time he
was about to receive all 10 inches of the largest cock in his entire life &
Johann certainly knew how to slowly insert it without hurting the boy.

He slowly & patiently pushed his cock inside him with his pre-cum providing
the lube whilst kissing him on his neck, massaging his nipples & sometimes
kneading his balls, the powerful twitching of his cock sent the boy into a
frenzy of lust & he plowed into him with long slow strokes whilst holding
him at the hips, Johann was now uttering a string of expletives in Danish
as the boy moaned loudly as he felt the stirrings of another orgasm
building inside him, Johann too was fast approaching his simultaneous
orgasms which equated to fireworks, they built up with such intensity his
clitoris erupted with cum gushing out of his vagina immediately followed by
a cascade of clear liquid erupting from his vagina down his legs & onto the
boy's buttocks as his cock gushed several huge powerful gushes of hot spunk
into the boy's chute as breast milk sprayed out of his huge nipples like
fountains over the boy whose cock was now squirting out spunk several feet
in gushes without him even touching it, so surprised & fulfilled by the
session the boy asked. "Just what the hell are you?" his young mind was
trying to comprehend what this being is who had just given him the best sex
in his young life & his curiosity wanting to know more.

Johann changed into a black bikini swimsuit which barely contained his huge
cock and joined both boys for a swim in the backwater swimming with a
number of others, there were some using the rope swing for the plunge into
the water & watching them brought back memories of my youth some of which I
spent with John, a boy from the next town who I met at a scout summer camp
at Torquay when we were 13, I had the best sex with him at that age &
fortunately we've kept in touch over the years, it was also our first
forays into skinny dipping, something which I now wanted to do with the
coming of the night, in a way the pair of boys in the tent reminded me of
both John & I, Patrick is the long haired blond one & Richard is the dark
haired one & his hair reaches halfway down his back, both of them are 15 &
very good looking, both of them are sporting large bulges in their swimming
trunks & I harboured lustful thoughts to breed either of them with my cock,
it wasn't long before Richard came & sat down beside me.

We talked for ages reminiscing my youth & of the many nights I slept under
canvas or hoochie bashas, being army cadets this was something they were no
stranger to & both of them had British army olive green lightweight ponchos
as part of their kit, the talk started to turn to sex when he mentioned
that he loves the erotic feelings whenever he wears his silky nylon speedo
swimming trunks, an experience I've had a lot of & enjoy very much.

Whilst Patrick swam, Richard asked me to walk with him to an enclosed
clearing & asked to hug me which he did followed by him kissing me, whilst
in our embrace he started humping into me with his nylon encased hard thick
cock which must be a bit over 6 inches with a large head, I untied the cord
of his swimming trunks, pulled them down & sucked on his cock whilst I
massaged his large puffy nipples which pointed out as he had developed
large breast buds giving his breasts the appearance of those on a young
girl starting puberty and were sensitive to my touch, this made him start
humping into my mouth & I stopped as he was about to come.

He begged me to suck his nipples which I did also licking the tips with my
tongue, he was uttering loud sighs & mewling like a kitten, his cock kept
twitching with powerful jerks & he came without touching it spraying jets
of his warm spunk onto me when I tasted something sweet in my mouth, when I
looked there was some milk around both his nipples, I asked him about this
& he replied.

"It always comes out whenever I have sex with my friend; he loves to suck
on me like a baby & says it tastes delicious."

I now prepared him to receive my huge cock inside his boy pussy hole, he
bent over for me whilst I opened him out with my fingers, from the small
tin I had in my pocket containing scented lube, I lubed him up & slowly
pushed my cock inside him, it took a good push even with him backing onto
me & he uttered a sigh when suddenly my cock just pushed straight in, I
rested it inside him giving him time to get used to it with those thoughts
of having my cock inside a young boy driving me into a frenzy of lust, I
slowly pounded into him with long slow gentle strokes holding him by the
hips when he almost screamed. "For god's sake, give it to me hard."

Now I was pounding into him hell for leather with him grunting at every one
of my strokes, I felt drops of milk around his nipples which had started to
drip onto the ground, I was now building up to breeding him with at least a
weeks worth of spunk inside his chute, those feelings in my balls became
more intense, my cock head was tingling like crazy as I felt spunk rising
up my cock & wham, at least a dozen huge blasts gushed powerfully into his
chute which started clamping like mad around my cock adding to the
intensity of my orgasm, more spunk flew out several feet from the boy's
cock onto the grass & more milk trickled out from his breasts, I dipped a
finger into the small amounts that were there which tasted like nectar
fuelling an addiction for the stuff, I wanted more of this nectar which he
produced & sucked again only to be rewarded with nothing.

We rested on the grass in a lovely afterglow & he took out a tin from his
bag, rolled up a joint which we shared when Johann found us & joined in
with sharing the joint.

Both boys with myself & Rick pooled our food together for him to cook our
evening meal which we ate together followed by servings of fruit cocktail,
the coffee came with a surprise which Rick kept as a secret, Johann had
earlier expressed some breast milk into a container which Rick then placed
into his fridge, I knew nothing of this or their secret until Johann
asked. "How do you like the coffee?"

It was indeed very good, both of the boys liked it & I saw the smirk on
Johann's face, I detected the nectar like taste & thought. "There's just no
way could Richard have delivered that amount of milk from his breasts &
when my gaze fell on Johann I had sussed it out saying.

"It's your milk which is in our coffee, I must say it does make an
excellent cup."

"I'm glad you like it," he gestured with his mug saying. "Bottom's up."

After the evening meal Johann & I talked about his life & he was now
opening up to me with his tears, he had been through a difficult life
having been taunted & bullied since his early years at school, owing to
this situation he was sent to a special school which he settled into for a
few years until the changes brought on by puberty hit, apart from the
normal changes which occur he developed female breasts with huge bullet
like nipples & areolas ,a man sized cock at 12 years of age which together
with his clitoris could shoot huge volumes of cum.

He also developed an insatiable sex drive leaving behind a string of
pregnant schoolgirls & indeed mature women old enough to be his mother as
well as having fucked loads of teenage boys with his huge cock & been
fucked by them as well in both his pussy holes, with him having so many
sexual partners suckling on his breasts during sex it's no wonder he
started lactating at 12 years of age & has been ever since.

It is believed that such persons are sired when an incubus impregnates a
sleeping virgin during the night which is probably the source of most of
the Immaculate Conception stories whereas both the succubus & incubus can
either drink the cum of young teenage boys or girls thereby sucking the
very life force out of them leaving them drained of energy or suckles on
the breasts of young girls of about 12 or 13 which induces their lactation
giving rise to the phenomenon of schoolgirls producing breast milk, these
old wives tales have endured the centuries & there may possibly be some
truth in them, I have indeed showed him the love & security which he needs
when the text message alert on his phone sounded, it was from a schoolgirl
in Denmark & it simply read.

'Help me, I'm pregnant,' I began to wonder just how many kids has Johann
sired?

I said to him, "Look, you simply can't help her & in any case both her
family & the authorities over there will take care of her & the child or
she may well have her pregnancy terminated but you just can't go on
shagging under age girls without taking precautions any more, for a start
it's illegal & you could very well end up in jail, you are going to have to
start using condoms from now on."

What he really needed was someone loving & understanding enough to give him
the talk & it looks like this duty of care had fallen on myself which I
have decided to do on returning home, I was literally shaken to the very
core knowing that there could well be about 100 kids in Denmark fathered by
him which would make him the most prolific teenage high school student
father of all time, that just simply beggars belief.

With the coming of the night Rick made us & the 2 boys our nightcap hot
drinks which we drank on board the vessel then agreed on our sleeping
arrangements for the night, Rick would be sleeping with both boys in their
tent & I already saw the knowing looks & smirks on their faces whilst I
would be sleeping with Johann in his double bed at the front of the vessel,
I also saw his knowing looks as he learned we would be sleeping together.

I still wore my swimming trunks which have been on for the best part of the
day & kept them on when I slid into the bed, Johann also kept his bikini on
and we faced each other whilst talking even though his bikini encased
breasts were just inches from my face, I knew lust must be ravaging through
this teen as breast milk started oozing through his swimsuit top & then I
felt something moist touch my thigh which could only be his monstrously
huge pre-cum soaked cock, mine became fully erect inside my trunks
throbbing & jerking hard as the head slid through the foreskin & now being
sensually teased by the silky nylon, remembering an old schoolboy trick I
lit up another cigarette hoping for it to calm my cock which it did for a
while until he rested his hand on it stroking the piss slit with his thumb
through the silky nylon.

I felt the pre-cum flowing into my trunks into an ever enlarging wet spot
when he moved his hips forward touching my cock with his adding to the
wetness on my trunks & leaving it there which fuelled my lust for him to
new heights, this teenager was seriously gagging for sex with the drive of
both a nymphomaniac & a serial rapist combined, he quickly untied the cord
of my swimming trunks, eased them down & guided my cock into his leaking
vagina which did the most amazing things to my cock whilst I suckled his
offering of breast milk which was as sweet as nectar, I took my time
plowing into him with long strokes whilst I massaged his clitoris, to see
him with both sets of fully functioning sex organs plus those ample breasts
which deliver their sweet nectar is probably an event I'm unlikely to ever
encounter again & I'm making the most of these special moments, it was only
a matter of moments when I built up to a powerful orgasm & flooded about a
dozen jets of spunk inside him.

Now it was his turn & after lubing up he took the greatest of care slowly
pushing his huge cock inside my pussy hole, those feelings of fullness were
awesome & his rampant huge cock kept up an incessant barrage of powerful
twitches massaging my prostate & giving me those lovely sensations when I'm
just about to come, this truly was a huge cock inside me & I've had a fair
few up there in my time but nothing like this one, its power is just truly
amazing & gave me a clear understanding of why so many want & have had the
most amazing sex with him, now it's my turn to be serviced by what must be
a creature from the bible & it must surely be a privilege to be enjoying
such special moments with him.

Despite his youth he had the experience of someone in his or her 40's which
he had acquired in such a short time, he certainly knew how to please his
partners whether they are men or women, his hands had such a wonderful
tender touch which sent the most amazing jolts of electricity as they
glided over my body with such a silky soft feel, he plowed his cock in &
out with the gentlest of strokes which suddenly expanded like a rod of iron
& quivered inside my pussy as his clitoris gushed out its offering of cum
onto his legs already soaked by his leaking vaginal fluids, breast milk
kept leaking out from his nipples which had a luxurious warmth to it as it
dripped onto my skin, as he kept up his motions my buttocks & the back of
my legs became increasingly soaked in his vaginal fluids which filled the
room with their scents fuelling even more lust, again his rod hardened as
his clitoris gushed out more cum & his breasts sprayed like fountains as
another female orgasm racked through him as a torrent of clear fluids
erupted from his vagina, he rested briefly for a moment & restarted plowing
his huge cock into my pussy hole, after a few moments it hardened again
with another eruption of cum from his clitoris, breast milk spraying out
like fountains, another gush of clear vaginal fluids & the most powerful
contractions I have ever felt from such a huge cock as each huge gush of
hot spunk flooded into me, they were well spaced out, each one must have
lasted at least 2 seconds & I counted 18 hot gushes flooding inside me, it
felt so awesome to be delivered such a huge load of spunk & even after his
balls were spent, the contractions continued for ages & he was trying to
stifle his screams through the intensity of his simultaneous orgasms.

He went into a very sleepy afterglow hugging me in a lover's embrace with a
lovely smiling expression on his face, after a few minutes he went to his
handbag, rolled up 2 joints, lit them & passed me one, it looked so sexy
just to watch him smoke his joint from a long cigarette holder just like a
woman, even though there were fluids over both of us & spunk was leaking
from my pussy hole, we embraced each other as he finally guided my cock
into his vagina & we fell soundly asleep.

The following morning we swam in the river before our breakfasts which Rick
cooked & we ate on board the vessel with both the boys & everyone's night
of passion had left all our bedclothes requiring washing necessitating a
trip on the vessel to a Laundromat at nearby Henley on Thames, Rick too had
an amazing night of passion with both lads having the most amazing sex with
them breeding both their pussies with his spunk & both of them breeding his
pussy hole, Richard's breasts had also recharged with their meager amounts
of milk giving Rick a taste of the boy's nectar like elixir, afterwards
they went skinny dipping in the river before finally retiring for the
night.

I checked my emails using my Pocketmail composer & my Motorola, this is a
PDA device which partially resembled a telephone receiver with a flip up
lid, I had my emails already wrote out & this required my dialing a UK
premium rate number, holding the device next to the phone & pressing a
button on the back when the server replied with a computer animated female
voice with an American accent, the device uttered a series of screeching
sounds which also came back over the earpiece of the phone ending with a
bleep tone & the call ending.

I read the device's screen confirming that my emails had indeed been sent &
there was one from Vivian who was the service manager of a nearby Kawasaki
dealership & had conducted my job interview, reading that email put me on a
euphoric high for the rest of the day, I had successfully got the job as a
workshop foreman motorcycle engineer & would be starting the very next day.

The Laundromat had finished our washing & we returned to the island whereby
the boys struck camp & we all changed into our clean clothes, with it being
a hot day I wore just a tee shirt & shorts as did both of the boys, Johann
wore a see through black crotch length micro skirt with a black see through
nylon vest with black stockings held up by a black garter belt, he wore a
black bra with see through cups under his vest exposing his nipples through
the material of both garments & a pair of high heeled slip on shoes
carrying a handbag, he placed a cigarette into his long cigarette holder,
lit it & blew a couple of smoke rings, he looked highly erotic wearing
those clothes which exposed the crotch of his black nylon male speedo
swimming trunks he wore as panties which contained his huge cock & balls,
already my cock became rock hard just seeing him in those clothes, Rick
cooked us our Sunday lunch which we ate on board the vessel & finally
dropped us off at the college's river frontage, we had all enjoyed an
excellent weekend & now I was returning home with my new guest to start out
in life in the UK wondering if I could ever satisfy his voracious sexual
appetite which he was about to unleash onto me.

I logged onto my computer & signed both myself & Johann onto mtnsms.com for
their free text messaging service, I received their test text message on my
Motorola & that's when I realized I would need another phone to reply to
those messages, I searched through the web & found that BT Cellnet had an
offer on their Phillips Savvy U phone, here was a phone for GBP 9.99 with
GBP 10's worth of credit in a box, this is a phone which is ideal for
youngsters with a loud text message alert of a series of loud beeps which I
bought for Johann & would fit nicely in his handbag, I now went searching
for an unlocked Nokia when the text message alert sounded on my Motorola,
it too was from mtnsms.com & the sender was Johann's identical twin from
Denmark.


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