Date: Thu, 11 Apr 2024 03:08:07 +0000 From: plz234plz Subject: Little Bradley - Chapter 2 All characters are fictional. Comments and feedback are very welcome. If you have any thoughts, ideas, fantasies or experiences that you'd like to share please get in touch. plz234plz@proton.me If you enjoy these stories please consider donating to Nifty to support the site using link https://donate.nifty.org/ Little Bradley – Chapter 2 The next morning, after my first night in the new house, I was sitting on the back patio with a pot of freshly brewed coffee, enjoying the new space for the first time. As I looked down the long garden to the woods I smiled to myself. Buying this place had been a good choice, and I was glad that I'd waited for the right opportunity. As I contemplated the numerous possibilities of turning it into a productive place for my work, and maybe for some fun too, I poured myself a cup of coffee. As I stirred in a spoonful of honey, I thought I might have been dreaming for a moment – but the boy with those irresistible eyes was walking up the lawn towards me grinning. "Hello Mr Steven," he said with such a cute smile as he approached me. "Is it OK if I still come into your garden through the hedge? It's the best way to get to the woods, and you've got a little bridge over the stream..." As he stood there waiting for my answer so many things raced through my mind. First, I was sitting there in just a thin dressing gown which was wide open – a few minutes later and I may well have been naked. The boy seemed far more interested in getting to the woods than looking at my state of undress, and I liked his straightforward honesty – he was asking permission to continue using the route that he knew from before I'd moved in. Ok – that was fine – but he'd have to accept my way of doing things too. "Do you like coffee?" I asked. The boy nodded. I poured another cup as he stood there looking, and put it down on the table. "There's milk and honey here if you like it," I said pointing at the tray. Then I sat back on the sofa and watched him as he came forward and sat down. I moved the tray closer. The boy poured some milk into his cup and then looked up at me as he spooned some honey into his cup. God, he looked so cute with his hair falling across his face almost hiding those sparkling eyes. Then he flicked it back with a toss of his head as he stirred his coffee. It was all so natural. I wished that I had my camera, but I took a deep breath telling myself to wait. I didn't manage to last long. Leaning forward I picked up my coffee and as I sat back then thin dressing gown fell wide open around my thighs, exposing my stiff cock. Bradley looked at me as he he took a sip of his coffee. "You've got a very big cock, Mr. Is it always hard like that?" He sounded so innocent, his tone of voice told me that it was genuine curiousity and I relaxed a bit, smiling as I realised that he wasn't scared. "Well, it often happens in the mornings, when I wake up – it's already like that. I suppose I must have naughty dreams..." I smiled and waited for his response. Little Bradley looked at me with a grin. He was still nervous but l I sensed that he was just as eager to learn. "I'll tell you a secret Bradley, - er, is it Ok if I Call you Brad?" "Yes, of course," He replied with his cute little grin. "Well, I don't usually wear any clothes when I'm at home – in the house or out here. Is that Ok? You'll just have to get used to it if you want to keep coming round." The boy looked at me for a moment, thinking. "No, that's Ok Mr, I don't mind." He looked like he wanted to say more but then he looked down at the ground and fumbled with his coffee cup. I sensed that he was still nervous, which was natural. I stood up and told him to wait there, as I went back into the kitchen. I returned with a bottle of Vodka and poured a shot into his coffee. "That'll help you relax, if you like – we don't usually do this at this time in the morning, but hey – you haven't got school tomorrow, have you?" He shook his head, making the strands of blond hair fall across his face again. "Shall I tell you another secret?" I asked as he picked up his cup and took a bigger gulp. I watched as he swallowed it down and smiled up at me again. He nodded with wide open eyes... "Well, you don't have to wear clothes when you're here either..." I said quietly as I continued studying him. He looked back at me – "Really?" he asked so innocently. I shook my head and smiled. "You can take them off now if you want." "Or, you can come over here and let me take them off if you prefer..." Little Brad stood up, but then hesitated. He looked down again before speaking. "I've got a camp in the woods," he said nervously. "When I go there I take my clothes off, but don't tell Mum and Dad, especially not Mum, please..." I smiled at him and tried to reassure him that everything was Ok. "Don't worry – it's our secret, just like this is now. Come here..." He walked over towards me and I stood, putting my arms around his shoulders and giving him a close hug. Then I stepped back and slipped my light gown off of my shoulders so that I was fully naked. I was already pretty hard. "Lift up your arms," I told him. He looked up at me and smiled as he raised them. My hands went to his waist and lifted his T-shirt slowly up over his skinny chest, then his shoulders and pulled it off over his head. As I let it fall to the ground the boy made eye contact with me again. I didn't wait for any further acknowledgements and reached down for the top of his shorts. We kept looking into each other's eyes as I slid them down at the back over his little bottom, and then reached to the front and let his nine year old cock spring free. I had to sit back down to get the shorts off over his ankles, but when I looked back up his 5 inch erection was in front of my face. I had no choice and just opened my mouth and started sucking him. Then I cupped my hand under his smooth balls and started gently fondling them too. From the sounds coming from his mouth, I gathered that he was enjoying this just as much as I was. Now that he was fully hard, I raised my mouth and started to slowly wank him while still dropping saliva down onto his perfect boy cock. The skin gradually rolled back until his knob was fully exposed. Then I used my tongue again. It was clear that he'd never done anything like this before, and that he was loving it. As was I. To be continued...