Date: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 17:50:01 +0200
From: gozome@gmail.com
Subject: Boiler Shed

My first experience was when I was just fourteen. Now I know a lot of
writers here will say that none of this is true in their stories but this
IS true. Names if applicable have been changed although I expect none of
them to still be around.

My parents moved to a town called Barnehurst in Kent from Acton in
London. This was in the fifties, there were no places for me in the local
schools so I had time to kill after doing homework assigned to me from my
Father. I used my bike to explore the local area. I discovered a large
piece of waste ground outside the town. There were loads of small hill and
tracks, ideal for the bike.

There were railway repair sheds nearby in Slade Green. These fascinated me
as there was always so much going on. Right on the edge of the railway
sheds was a small building that turned out to be the boiler room. It looked
very interesting with all the pipes going in and out, steam blowing out
etc. Being nosey, I looked through a window and was seen by the boiler man.

The window was partly broken and he called through "hello".....my first
thought was to run and grab my bike but his face was smiling so I said
"hello" back. He said "stay there, I will be right out". So I stayed.
Anyway, he did come out and sat on a pile of railway sleepers saying how
hot it was in there and he needed a break. He offered me a drink of cold
water and he seemed a really nice man. He talked about his job and what his
responsibilities were. The obvious question was asked....Why wasn't I at
school? I explained all the details by which time he had to go back to
work.

He told be to drop by any time for a chat, he said after 5pm was best as
work in the sheds finished than although he always has to stay on 'til
about 7:30pm for maintenance. Well, I became a regular visitor and we got
to know each other quite well.

One evening we were talking about hobbies and I told him I wanted to learn
Morse code so I could get a radio license when I was older. He told me "no
problem", he was a telegraphist in the army and he could teach me. That was
great. Anyway, not having a Morse key at the time he suggested tapping the
characters on the back of my hand so I could pick up the rhythm as well as
the code.

He started training me, and it worked. In a short time I could receive and
send at twelve words a minute. I was so grateful. We carried on practicing
and always looked forward to him holding my hand. After about a month of
this I found him to be a good friend in many ways. Even when we were not
practicing he would hold my hand and I loved it. He later would put his arm
around me, hug me and just be so friendly.

One day he asked me if I could pop in the following Saturday as the sheds
were not working but he had jobs to do and could I help him. When I arrived
on Saturday he said we should have some Morse practice, so we sat down and
he held my hand and stared tapping, at first it was normal sentences and
phrases...then he started asking questions. The first was 'do you like me
holding your hand?'. I said yes it was good, and then he tapped 'can I
touch you somewhere else's? By this time my heart was thumping and I said
yes. He then started rubbing my hands, up my arm and under my shirt. My
heart was thumping as I felt his hand firmly rub me. He then stood up and
said come to the back of the boiler room with him.

My heart was thumping as I stood up with him. We got to the back of the
boiler room and there was a makeshift area with, a kettle cups etc and a
bed. He explained he often stayed over when he was maintaining the
equipment. We sat on the bed and he asked if he could put his arm around
me, I nodded yes. He did this and then pulled me close. My heart was
thumping hard.

He asked me if he could rub my body, I nodded yes so he slowly took my
shirt of. When he started rubbing my chest and my back I was in another
world, my head was swimming. He seemed taken with my nipples and pulled
them then started sucking them while rubbing me all over. My head was
swimming. He then stopped and asked me if he could take my trousers off, my
head was swimming even more so I just nodded yes.

He stood my up and undid my trousers and pushed them down with my
underpants. He didn't touch me (I was so hoping he would), but sat me down
and removed my shoes and socks then pulled my trousers and pants off. My
head was spinning by now. I allowed him to lay my down and he started
rubbing top to bottom, it was wonderful. He asked me again if I was ok,
when I nodded yes he asked if I minded him getting undressed.

I nodded 'No', so he quickly stripped off and sat next to me. This was the
first time I had seen a naked man and I just didn't know what to do. He
told me to move over and lie down, I nervously did this then he shuffled
over an laid next to me on his side. He started stroking my hair and the
went down to my chest and finally to my willie. I was on another planet. He
then told me to do the same....I was shaking with excitement but managed
it. When I got to his willie it was very hard and I was still shaking.

He said slow down, rollover and face him, which I did, he then held me
close. He then took my hand and put it on his hard willie then he slid his
arm down and cupped my bum. By now I was very hard and it was
uncomfortable. It was so nice cuddling up to him. He moved away and slid
down and put my willie in his mouth and started licking and sucking...it
was so good, I came in seconds and he just swallowed it, yuk.

Wow it was so good. He then just held me and cuddled me for a long time. He
asked me if I was ok to do more, I was quite nervous not knowing what
'more' meant, I said yes anyway. He got me to turn around so my bum was
accessible and then stroked it and provided with his fingers. He then
started licking me down there, I thought I would faint it was so good. He
pushed his tongue in me then a finger, then another finger,

I can't believe how relaxed I was and how much I was enjoying it. He
somehow got me to hold his Willy, he called it a cock, and stroked it up
and down which I did. At one point he quickly said for me to stop. It was
such a great feeling, I was a bit worried that I had to suck it but he
didn't ask me to. He got up off the bed and helped me up and took me to a
low narrow work bench and laid me down on it so one leg was each side. He
then sat on it and put my legs over his shoulder and snuggled closer, I
could feel his cock on my bum hole, I began to feel a bit panicky. He
stayed there for a long while just stroking all over relaxing me. He put
something cold and slippery on my hole then placed his cock there again. He
kept whispering for me to relax and enjoy the sensations.

He shuffled a bit closer to me and it hurt when his clock started to go in,
he waited for a bit then moved a bit closer, he said the worst was over and
then kept moving closer untill he was all the way in. It was a wonderful
feeling, very full but so good. He then started pulling back a bit and then
in again..the feelings were out of this world.

Very quickly he speeded up and moaned as he pushed himself in me saying
"I'm Coming, I'm coming". Very quickly he slowed down and stopped and just
sat there with his cock in me. After a while he slipped it out and told me
to stand up while he laid down on the bench. I then had to stand over his
face and squat down until he guided my bum hole onto his mouth. He then put
his tongue right in me and started sucking, afterward he said it was good
to clean me out so my underpants didn't get marked.

We got dressed and he kissed me gently and held me close. He found some
tissue paper to put in my underpants just in case anything else came
out. He asked if I would like to come back next week but don't talk about
it. I readily agreed. As I said at the start, this is entirely true and the
start of many adventures.

If interest is shown I am happy to write about them. I did eventually
marry, have children and grandchildren but I did have a few adventures in
the way.

I can be contacted on gozome@gmail.com