Date: Sat, 19 Nov 2011 09:15:12 +0100 From: Penelope Silversmith Subject: Boys and Girls in Sri Lanka II Boys and Girls in Sri Lanka Chapter 2 By Penelope Warning: If your under 18 or it is illegal to read this, then don't--go elsewhere. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2011 Penelope, All rights reserved Please mail to penelope.silversmith@gmail.com if you have any suggestions or comments. --- I was hungry and wanted some supper, so we dressed and hopped on my scooter to find a restaurant. Joseph said he wanted to stop off at his family's house to pick up some toiletries and a change of clothes. We went to a small house on the outskirts of town which seemed to have a number of people in it. He asked me to wait outside and while he went in I saw a several people looking at me curiously including some younger boys and girls and a couple of adults. I assumed they were his family, extended or otherwise. I was attracted to a couple of very young boys and also a girl of about 9 or 10. She wore a loose cotton shift and the outline of her waif-like body was clearly visible. I like girls too, especially young ones. After a few minutes Joseph returned with small gym bag. He got on the back of the moped and we headed for the beach. I was really hungry and so was Joseph. We found a restaurant on the beach, away from the resorts and hotels. It wasn't busy and we sat at a table side by side so we could both see the sun set over the ocean. I could also play with my new toy under the table without being observed. While waiting for our food I slipped my hand inside his shorts and stroked his little boy cock. I pulled back the foreskin and ran my finger over the exposed head. He squirmed in his seat and looked around to see if anyone noticed. His prick became erect and extended to its full four inches. I reached under the table intermittently during dinner and wanked him. We ordered 6 or 7 different Ceylonese curry dishes and finished them, washed down with beer for me and coke for him. The whole meal barely cost me two quid. During dinner I asked Joseph a little about himself. He said he was 12. He was the eldest of a large family. He had been interested in playing with boys from an early age and learned from his friends he could make money shagging tourists. "Do your parents know what you do?" I asked him. "Yes." He replied. "They are not so happy about it but they don't complain about the money I give them." I asked him if he liked it. He told me mostly, yes. He liked getting money for something he enjoyed doing. Especially since he started to be able to spunk, about 9 months previously. Sometimes his European boyfriends got too rough, or if he was forced to shag more than one man at a time -- then he didn't like it as much. Joseph told me he was quite good at school but that next year, if he wanted to continue it would be quite expensive. His goal was to study at University in England. "Well there is a surprise!" I thought to myself. "Here comes the pitch." But he did not pursue the subject and I changed it to asking about girls. "Do you like to shag girls?" I said. He looked a bit embarassed and answered that he would like to, but he had never done anything with a girl before. He had some younger sisters and older cousins living with him and he had seen them naked. This caught my interest. So we talked about girls for a while. I told him I liked both young boys and young girls, especially young girls with brown skin and dark hair. I asked him if he knew of a girl his age that we could get to join us. I told him I would let him to play with her. He thought about this carefully for a while. He said he could probably find girl for me. But how much was I willing to pay? Cunning devil I thought. But that was OK, I offered to pay again as much as I was already paying him. He nodded his head in agreement and said he would look into it. By the time we had finished eating the sun had set and night had fallen. Playing with his little cock had given me a real boner and I needed some relief. I paid the bill and we walked along the beach. We were pretty much alone so I pulled out my cock and told him to give me a blow job. Joseph obediently got to knees and took me in his mouth. There was a slight warm breeze blowing offshore bringing to us a strong smell of vegetation. I could hear the soft sound of waves lapping the beach. And I felt the young boys' mouth expertly sucking on my penis. I had a slight buzz on from the beer. Blimey, I thought, it doesn't get any better than this. I let him suck me at his leisure. It did not take long for me to cum in Joseph's eager mouth. He was an expert cock sucker and was able to take my large uncircumcised prick deep into his throat and stimulate the most sensitive parts. I pumped about four or five loads into him and then pulled him to his feet. I kissed him to taste my own cum in his mouth. By then I was tired from the long day and jet lag and we returned to the scooter and drove home to sleep. The next few days we spent touring the island on my scooter. Joseph knew all the interesting tourist spots and was happy to guide me. We also went swimming and ate in restaurants. I loved to play with his little brown boy-cock. Whenever I had the urge I would reach into his shorts and stroke his smooth little balls or stroke his shaft. Sometimes we would find a quiet place away from the crowd and I would suck his little prick. It fit nicely into my mouth and it didn't take long to make him spurt his small amount of spunk. I liked the taste. More often I would tell him to suck me off. He was my private cock-sucker and whenever I had the urge I would tell him to do me. More often I would just take out my hard prick and he immediately got to his knees to service me. A very obedient boy he was. Occasionally some local people would wander into the place we thought was private. They would quickly look away -- embarrassed at the sight of one of their own doing a tourist -- for money. At night I would shag the beautiful brown boy in his arse. I loved to use that tight little boy pussy for my own pleasure. He would usually get hard when I was doing him and sometimes he would wank himself. I was the one paying so whether he got himself off or not was not my greatest concern. - to be continued -