Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 12:57:07 +0000
From: gamesforboys <gamesforboys@protonmail.com>
Subject: David and the History man

This was meant to be a series of short stories about various boys in
varying situations so I will try and keep them brief. I hope you enjoy
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David and the History Man


David liked his men on the elderly side. Not overly tall, they didn't
have to be attractive either and if they were hairy and overweight or
bald then all the better. The one thing that was a must was they had to
be clean. Body odour, bad breath and dandruff were strict no no's.

At fourteen, going on twelve in stature around 4"7" and 91lbs (6.5
stones) he stood out with his brown short back and sides haircut, hazel
eyes and thick eyebrows. It was in fact the haircut that made him looks
so much younger. When I say stand out, I mean to his admirers. Men of all
shapes, sizes and ages.

David had been living with his grandma for two months now. School was out
now for six weeks summer holidays.

He had settled into his new school and was very popular with his teachers
especially the male teachers and especially his P:E teacher Mr Johnson
who was not actually a P:E teacher but a history master. David had on
many occasions caught him looking at him. Boys at his school had to do
P:E in nothing but a pair of small white shorts. No footwear, no
underwear just one single small pair of white shorts.

David knew of course that he was desirable to older of his species.
Walking back from the shops one morning. He had just turned into his road
when who should be coming towards him but Mr Johnson.

"Good morning David!" Said the short, tubby jovial man.

"Good morning sir!".

"I am glad I bumped into you boy, is this your road?" He said while
trying not to make it obvious he was eyeing up the boy in his very short
corduroy shorts and yellow tee shirt.

David was also trying to not make it obvious he was looking at the bulge
in the mans knee length khaki shorts. He was not the most fashionable
man. He wore a white polo shirt with grey ankle socks and brown leather
open sandals.

He had a rolled up newspaper in one hand, the other hand was in his
pocket playing with something, maybe his small change.

"Yes sir, I live with my Nan just down there."

"Well, I only live a short walk from here and I was hoping to bump into
one of you boys from school to help me out and maybe earn yourself a few
quid (pounds sterling)"

"Oh right sir, I am always up for helping out and earning a few quid. I
am still trying to get a paper round or something. I can't depend on my
Nan for pocket money, she only has her pension and half of my granddads
war pension since he died."

"Well I have one of those people carrier cars but now looking at you,
you may be too short to get to the top of the car you see, I need it
cleaning."

"That shouldn't be a problem sir. Us short arses can adapt..oops sorry
sir I didn't mean to say arses."

He saw the teacher make note of the point and he tapped the rolled
newspaper against his leg. Just like he did in history lessons with his
blackboard pointer if someone gave him the wrong answer to a question.

"Very well boy, I do have some small portable step ladders you can use
so, what shall we say, tomorrow morning at ten."

"That will be great sir! Thank you!"

"Seventy one Cedar Avenue."

"I know where Cedar Avenue is sir."

"Good until tomorrow then boy, oh and wear something suitable, you are
bound to get wet if I know boys."

David was not going to miss this opportunity.

"Should I wear my white P.E shorts sir? And maybe.... just a vest?, I
think it is going to be hot tomorrow. and they will dry quickly"

He had caught the teacher off guard for a moment.

"Um errr...um...ye...yes boy that will be perfect."

"Hook line and sinker" David thought to himself. They said goodbye and
David was off home with a spring in his step. He had achieved two things.
Money and a man.

It was just 10.15am when David arrived at seventy one Cedar Avenue. As he
approached the row of bungalows he could see Mr Johnson at the entrance
to his driveway.

"Good morning sir!" Said David.

"What time do you call this boy?"

"I'm sorry sir, I couldn't find my other blue trainer, only they are
old ones that I use for this sort of thing." At least that was his
excuse and he would be sticking to it.

"We will have to discuss it later, meanwhile, I will show you where
things are, go ahead into the garage."

Pointing the way down the long secluded driveway towards the garage at
the back of the house, ushered the boy in front of him so that he could
get a good look at the back of his little white shorts which fitted the
boys little bum snugly. He could also see through the thin material that
he was wearing darker coloured briefs. Just another one of the boys
ploys.

David's white vest was an old one, pretty much threadbare and far too
short to tuck in.

Mr Johnson had assembled the necessary equipment. Bucket, large yellow
sponge, car shampoo, chamois leather and some folding aluminium steps
about half David's height.

"So, that is all you will need for the outside of the car. There is the
Karcher vacuum cleaner for the inside which you should do first. Please
do not put your feet on the floor mats, you will have to get on your
hands and knees I am afraid to get between the seats with the nozzle."

That sounded good to David would do anything to show off his little bum
and that was ideal.

"Right my boy, the red tap and red hose is the hot water for shampooing
and the one with the blue hose....the blue tap is cold for rinsing
etcetera got it?"

"Got it sir!"

"Very well boy, get on, I shall pop out and check on things
periodically."

"Yes, like every five minutes" David thought to himself.

He plugged the Karcher in and selected the long narrow nozzle. The front
door to the people carrier was indeed heavy to open and the car was quite
tall. He would certainly need the ladders when it came to it.

Everything was ready to go and so he started cleaning the drivers mats
and the centre consul. Mr Johnson had taken care to remove all the bits
and pieces from the car.

David was busy cleaning away, he was bent over reaching into the foot
well when he got that strange feeling he was being watched. He glanced
back over his shoulder and saw an elderly man looking out of next doors
window. The man waived to David and he smiled. David waived back then
carried on with cleaning. The man was there the whole time, just
watching.

David was kneeling up on the back bench seat getting into all the
crevices with the long tool. He had a knee up on the seat and a foot on
the door sill with his bum stuck up in the air and his legs apart. In his
peripheral vision he saw Mr Johnson coming. In two swift motions the boy
hitched his shorts up to reveal his bum cheeks and his pale blue
underpants. He tugged his already short vest up until it was halfway up
his back revealing a lot of slender, bare boy flesh.

David ignored the fact the man was standing behind him and carried on
while adopting every position he could to display as much of himself as
he could. Then as expected he felt the pat..pat..pat of a hand on his
bum. The vacuum died when Mr Johnson switched it off. He kept his hand on
the boys bum.

"How are you doing then David? I have been watching you and you are very
industrious. I see you are using the long thin nozzle, that has been in
some interesting places in its time."

David placed the nozzle in the palm of his hand and ran a clenched fist
up and down it.

"Yes it is very handy sir, it slides in to most orifices and does a good
job. It sucks really well, very powerful."

"You know, watching you, you are like a little mountain goat. You mange
to crawl around and get in and out of the tightest places. Look at you
now all stretched out and balanced."

He then placed both hands on the boys bum cheeks and started running his
hands over them and up and down the boys bare thighs.

"You certainly are a very fit young man. You may be small for your age
but you have a good, fit body. It has not gone unnoticed in P:E I might
add. These little shorts really do justice to you you know, I suppose
some people would say that they look sexy..oh and they do on you."

David was sweating in the heat of the car. The teachers words were having
the desired effect between his legs. Was he glad he had decided at the
last minute to wear something, even something small under his shorts
otherwise his cock would be poking out of them. He may be a small boy but
he did have a good six inch cock.

"You look very hot, why don't you pop your vest off and pass it here. It
looks soaked, I'll put it on the line in the back garden." He struggled
to get the wet vest off but Mr Johnson was more than helpful to assist
him.

Of course the teacher had seen him and many other boys almost naked. He
had of course made them contort their sexy little bodies into all sorts
of erotic positions in the gymn. He had his favourite ones like, spread
leg raises while hanging from the wall bars. He would slowly stroll along
the line of stretched, hanging, tortured young bodies and simply be able
to look up the open legs of their little shorts. He could see some very
nice limp cocks and many varying sized testicles. Excellent masturbation
material at the end of the day. He loved to see the ample bulges bounce
around as they would be made to jog on the spot then sprint then jog
until they didn't have a clue which one they should be doing.

To his credit, he did have one golden rule. He never ever went into the
showers or changing rooms with the boys. He had two simple reasons for
it. 1. He may bring on a self induced heart attack and 2. He would in all
probability by now be serving a long prison sentence.

"I imagine it feels strange wearing your underpants with your P.E
shorts, perhaps I should have enforced the school no underpants with
shorts rule boy for today boy. What do you think?"

"I am sorry sir! I didn't think it would apply for out of school. Do you
think I should go in the garage and take them off. I am very sorry sir, I
just didn't think."

"That is very honorable of you boy, you know...I think think that would
be the best thing to do. Should you get wet then you will have nothing to
wear so if you take your underpants off now then you can at least put
them on while your shorts get dry. Good thinking, just pop in the garage
and slip them off, give them to me and I will put them on the line with
your vest."

Everything was coming together now for David. Stood in the garage now
minus his underpants all the previous sexual innuendo had given him a
good semi erection, now he displayed a bulge in his shorts.

On exiting the garage he almost walked straight into Mr Johnson who was
waiting outside in anticipation.

"That looks much better! I bet it feels better as well boy."

"It does sir, much better thank you." He said calmly handing his blue
underpants to the man who instantly headed off through to the garden with
his trophy.

In the garden Mr Johnson stood looking at the small vest on the line. He
could still feel the warmth of the boys underpants on his cheek as he
caressed the little garment. He turned the underpants inside out and
placed the open pouch to his face to inhale the fresh fragrance of boy.
Spotting a small wet patch in the pouch he licked and sucked at it. He
pegged the small saliva stained garment on the line and took his
throbbing pedo erection into the house where he would continue to
formulate his plan.

When David started on the outside of the car the neighbour was still at
his window watching his every move. He had been told to call Mr Johnson
when he had to use the step ladder.

David began to prepare to give the car a good shampooing. He read the
instructions on the car shampoo bottle and put the prescribed cap-full of
liquid in the bucket. He just about managed to get the full bucket of
sudsy water to the car. Next time he would fill the bucket by the car.

He managed to clean all of the side windows and the big rear window.
Being short, he had to stretch over the car to do the windscreen and then
only managed to reach across so far, leaving an unwashed gap right down
the middle.

Standing back he realized that he had of course lean't against the wet
motor and so his chest was wet but also the front of his shorts had got
suds on them and all down his thighs. He rung out the sponge and started
using it to wipe away the suds from the front of his shorts and thighs
which actually started to make things worse. Bye the time he had done,
things were no better, in fact his shorts were even wetter and clung to
his body.

Needing to start on the top of the car and get to the middle of the
windscreen he needed to use the steps so, he called Mr Johnson.

On seeing the wet boy his heart leapt and skipped a beat. The wet
material was showing a definite outline of a nice sized boy penis and
balls. There was still time and opportunity to get the little shorts
soaked.

Having directed David to unfold the steps he had him place them at the
front of the car. He placed the bucket on the top platform of the steps
and watched the boy climb up.

"Now boy get the sponge good and soaked and reach across to get to the
centre. I will steady you and the steps."

David loaded up the sponge and leaned across the windscreen. He had one
foot on the steps and the other dangling in mid air behind him like a
ballet dancer. The man had one hand on the steps and the other flat on
both the small bum cheeks in front of his face under the pretense of
supporting David, while enjoying the view straight up the open leg of his
shorts.

"You need to lean right across boy otherwise we will need to move the
steps to the other side."

"Ok sir!"

With that, David lean't across the soap covered glass then felt the wet
on his bare body and realised he was soaking his shorts. Each time he had
to move then get up and down the steps Mr Johnson hands would be touching
him everywhere as he "helped" him, supported him in case he should slip
and fall. The first time he was held by his bare hips he noticed that the
mans hands would almost encircle his slender waist.

"That's it boy reach right across into the middle and give it a good
hard rub" he was saying while pressing the boy against the car which in
turn was simply soaking the boy and his shorts even more.

"Hold on there boy, I will get the hose and give the roof a rinse off
then you will be able to see if you missed anything."

The jet of water bounced off the car roof drenching David's chest and
running down his front.

"Oppps sorry boy" he said turning the hose nozzle to a steady flow. He
went to the opposite side to David and swished the water back and forth
over the roof which forced the water over the edge and once again all
down the front of the balancing boy. David was now thoroughly soaked. His
shorts were so wet that the back of them had even soaked the water up and
his trainers squelched.

Thankfully David was eventually left to finish the car. Mr Johnson had
left him alone having achieved his aim of getting him soaked.

From their respective windows the neighbour and Mr Johnson feasted on the
sight of the wet boy and especially his now transparent wet shorts. They
were so thin that the pale colour of the boys skin showed through the
material as did his ample cock and balls.

David had made a good job of the car and returned everything to the
garage before knocking on the back door. It was warm but, not warm enough
that he and his shorts had dried out. He was fully aware that his boy
parts were clearly visible but waited unabashed for his history teacher
to come to the door.

"Oh dear boy just look at you, you are drenched!"

"All done sir! I have finished and put everything back in the garage
where it was."

"Oh good boy, shall we go and have a look."

Placing a hand on the boys bare shoulder they both went out to the car.
Mr Johnson had no interest in the car. His eyes were only on the boys
soaked shorts and the outline of his cock and balls and the skin tight
material covering his small bottom. He had noticed that the air had
turned a little cooler and two very firm boy nipples were on display.

They arrived back at the back door.

"Well boy you made a good job of the car, now we must get you sorted
out. I will go and get a nice big towel for you while you take those wet
shoes off before you come in."

By the time David had heeled off his trainers the Man was back at the
door holding a big, white fluffy towel. David made to take the towel.

"Oh no dear boy those shorts will have to come off as well, come along,
take them off then get this towel around you. David tugged the shorts
down his wet legs then stood fully naked under the mans gaze.

"Pass them to me boy." He wasn't going to rush to get the towel
wrapped around the lovely, slim naked boy. David bent down and picked the
shorts up. The man could not take his eyes off the boys groin adorned by
a small brown bush of soft, wet pubic hair. There was not an ounce of fat
on his small frame and oh! That nice set of cock and balls and pair of
erect little nipples, all waiting for the attention of his pedo fingers
and mouth. But first he wanted the boy nice and clean.

"I think you should come in and have a nice hot shower David, get
yourself all warmed up and nice and clean. There is plenty of hot water
so, you just make sure to enjoy it while I give your clothes a quick wash
and put them in the drier. He draped the big towel around the boy and
showed him to the bathroom.

David made sure to clean himself thoroughly. He wanted every inch of his
body explored by his teacher. So far his plan was coming to fruition. He
was oh so hard as he washed behind his foreskin and cleaned inside his
boy hole. As much as he wanted, he was not going to have a wank. He
wanted to save it.

He dried himself off with the big towel and admired his naked body in a
long mirror. His cock was semi erect now and it was draped teasingly with
its foreskin retracted over his nice plump balls. He used a smaller, very
pale blue towel to wrap around his slender waist that he cinched at his
hip.

He left the bathroom and found his way back to the kitchen where he could
see his clothes going around in the drier. Mr Johnson was stood facing
the window. He was making a cup of coffee dressed now in a white toweling
bath robe. He turned and saw the erotic sight in front of him. He put the
coffee on the table and in a flurry announced that he too was going for a
quick shower, for David to drink the coffee and was gone.

After just five minutes he returned draped in the very towel David had
dried himself on. It hung over his portly belly like a tent. Somehow he
had manged to tie it at the hip and it left a gap down the side revealing
that he was naked beneath it.

David observed the mans hairiness. He had drooping man boobs which David
almost salivated at the sight of . The nipples were really soft, pink and
surrounded by grey chest and body hair, just right for a young boy to
suckle on. The mans portly belly gave no clue as to whether he was in any
stage of being erect below the towel. David's best guess was that he was.

"Shall we go into the lounge." It was not a question, it was an
instruction to the boy who followed after his teacher. The longe was
quite spartan. Dark blue deep pile carpet, A black leather settee, a
matching recliner and solid wood oblong coffee table. There was a large
65 inch plasma TV in one corner. Mr Johnson was not one for clutter but
he did have a separate library where among his vast collection of books
he did have some personal items. The settee and chair did have large
cream coloured cushions which gave a little bit of contrast to the
surroundings. There were no curtains, just vertical blinds which operated
by remote control. David noticed that all but one were closed. The one
open allowed enough light into the room but would block any view from
outside.

"Look here" he said, plopping his short tubby frame down onto the
middle seat of the settee. As he turned to get something from behind a
cushion the towel opened and bared the whole of his right, very hairy leg
which drew a sigh from David. "I found these" he held up a small pair
of white p.e shorts. "Would you like to put these on while your clothes
dry'"

"Oh no sir, I am fine, the towel is ok unless of course...you want me to
wear them." The teacher gladly discarded them back behind the same
cushion.

"Come stand here boy" he said, beckoning David to stand between his
chubby parted thighs. The boys cock and balls visibly bobbled against the
front of his towel when he moved. "Now you kneel down but kneel up and
let me dry your hair, it looks like you forgot" Before he knew it, his
little towel was pulled off and his head was being vigorously rubbed.
Taking the opportunity to put both hands on top of the mans bare knees as
if to hold on he could look down and catch the occasional glimpse of his
own cock and balls waving around as the towel drying shook him around.

"Now that looks better and your hair smells nice" he said burying his
nose in the mop of un brushed hair. "Now, why don't you stand up and let
me get a good look at you." David got to his feet and stood with his
hands by his sides. "Open your legs a little for me so I can get a good
look at your nice boy parts." David did as asked "Oh what a lucky boy
you are, such a nice cock and superb pair of balls, would you like me to
feel them?"

"Oh yes please sir, but...but!"

"What is it boy" he said gently taking hold the boys balls and lifting
them.

"Can...can...can I kiss you please sir!"

"Oh dear boy...oh how nice....of course you can." He turned a cheek to
allow David to kiss it.

"No sir, I mean a proper kiss..on your mouth and you can kiss my mouth...
so we can kiss properly, it is something I have always wanted to do."

Mr Johnson was a little surprised at the boys request after all, he was
not the most attractive man.

They looked into each others faces. Mr Johnson moved to sit right on the
edge of the leather settee as David moved closer. He then took the mans
hands and placed them on his bare thighs and by moving them around to his
bum cheeks he coaxed the hands to caress them.

The man did exactly that sending shivers through the boy. David then
lean't slowly forward and pressed his lips to Mr Johnson's and gave him a
lingering kiss, then a few short pecks. He used a thumb then to pull the
mans bottom lip down to open his mouth. Again he kissed the open mouth
this time pushing his tongue between the waiting lips. Mr Johnson's moans
were muffled. Both tongues searched for the other as the two saliva
lubricated pairs of lips crushed and slipped in all directions in a
lustful frenzy.

"Touch me sir! Please...touch me all over, my cock is so hard and my boy
balls are full up. I washed really well sir...don't be afraid to lick and
kiss anything you want.....please."

"Ohhhhhhh...dear boy...oh yes indeed. Your cock and balls feel so soft and
silky oh you bad....bad..boy!"

"Yes I am sir....really really bad. I swore in front of you the other
day" They kissed harder...."oh ..and...and ....I was late today sir
ooooooooh my balls sir harder please, rub them harder! ....oooooh that's
sooooo nice thank you sir!"

It was Mr Johnson who broke of the kissing but he held the boys hard cock
and balls at the base between his thumb and fingers.

"You are right boy...you are and have been very naughty. How should a
teacher......put your hands behind your back...and show your teacher some
respect!" The words were enforced with a slap to Davids right
thigh..."Oh sir that hurt!"

"Be quiet boy, I was asking you how should a teacher deal with a naughty
little boy like you?" A moment of madness came over David as the teacher
kissed him hard on his mouth. He rubbed his slapped thigh.

"You"...kiss......"could"...kiss....."spank"...kiss......"me sir"....Long
moan fueled kiss.

"Turn around and show me the target for a good spanking boy." Letting
go of the boys cock and balls his hands constantly roamed over the boys
bare flesh as he turned to show his cute bum. Each soft mound received a
quick slap then continued to be mauled and massaged.

"Bend over boy!"

"Sir..spank me over your knees please."

"Who said I want you to bend over for a spanking? Just do as I ask and
bend over double and grasp your wrists behind your legs ready to dive but
do not move." David bent double as instructed, then felt two sharp slaps
to each bum cheek. The puckered pink entrance to his body twitched when
the finger tip touched it as if to see if it was a wake. He was not
expecting what followed when his bum cheeks were pulled wider apart. The
mans wet tongue probed Davids closed anus and licked from behind his
balls to his tail bone over and over, lingering on the pink hole with
each pass. The mans hands held his two small hips, they both supported
and pulled him hard to the licking, probing tongue. David moaned really
loud...really..really loud when he felt his sphincter being nibbled by
teeth. Then his bum cheeks were nibbled then back to his sphincter. When
he felt the tongue push through to his insides his legs wobbled and he
almost collapsed, the circle motion inside him drove him wild. At one
point he almost asked..no.....begged for it to stop.

David was drenched in sweat, his hands were finding it hard to maintain a
grip on his own slender wrists and he was making a lot of
incomprehensible sounds. Suddenly he found himself draped over a thick,
bare hairy thigh with his hard cock pressed against it.

It seemed like an age, though it was on the twentieth hard slap on his
bum that he started to cum.

"Argggggggh! I'm cumming sir!.....argggggggggh..pleeeease...oooooh
sir!......."

Listening to the boy declare his climax only spurred Mr Johnson to spank
some more, not so hard but enough to give the boy a more intense cum.

David fell to the floor exhausted, hurting and very, very happy. The
first thing he saw was his teachers short but thick and hard cock and
balls among a lot of pubic hair, a whole, big deep bush of grey black
pubic hair. He got to his knees and opened his mouth for a deep tongues
deep kiss which he got. His mouth then moved to suckle and nip both huge
nipples. He made his teacher yelp when he started pulling out the
surrounding hairs with his teeth before sucking and licking each one
again.

With little effort he pushed the man back into the settee. He gave him a
mischievous smile as he lowered his face and crouched down. A pair of
hands grabbed his head as soon as he took the hard cock into his mouth
and applied one long thrust, pushing the foreskin back with his lips and
swishing his tongue all around the captured organ until he felt it in the
back of his throat.

Oh how David had practiced this. He had bought a rolling pin in a charity
shop, the ends tapered at each end like a cucumber and it had been a
great training aid. Over and over he had coaxed the long thick nylon
thing to stretch his mouth and conquer his gag reflex until he could get
it into the very back of his mouth. He wished he had the money to buy a
proper long, soft dildo and get it actually down his throat then hold the
head captive as if it were draining inside him.

Mr Johnson's short stubby cock made it difficult to swallow so he had to
force his face and mouth deep into the thick pubic bush which filled his
wet, hungry mouth. Davids face was pressed so hard into the mans crotch
that he had to push the overhanging belly up with his forhead.

Inside two minutes he heard a loud moan, then felt warm man nectar in the
back of his mouth. He was determined to keeping his prize captive until
it softened. Its owner could gasp and struggle as much as they wanted,
David was not giving it up! Not yet.

When he eventually dragged his clenched, hair coated lips up the full
length of the softened flesh they came off with a smacking together. Mr
Johnson eyes rolled in sheer delight when Davids tongue slid out of his
mouth, licked the cum and hairs from his wet lips several times before
devouring everything.

Staying on his knees the boy took hold of the flaccid cock in his hand
and proceeded to coax it back to life with his hand, tongue and lips. He
encouraged his man by looking up at him with exaggerated puppy dog eyes
then lifted his hairy balls and began licking them as well.

At the first sign of a reaction he straddled the mans thighs so that his
own balls pushed into the mans crotch. David did not want the man to say
anything and once again smothered his mouth with his own before giving
the two man teats another suck and nip with his teeth which drove Mr
Johnson mad.

Reaching down, David felt the hard cock, he grasped it and his own and
slowly wanked them together.

"Oh dear boy...this is all too much...I think I have died and gone to
heaven. Your mouth is hungry for everything even my pubic and body hair,
that is so erotic..ooooh!"

"It's only hair sir, it's not ooooooh going to kill me is it. Do you
like me nibbling your tits sir, like this?"

"Aaaaargh, you bad boy...oow...ow...ow..I will give you another
spanking boy!"

"Oooooh yes please sir but please do it properly.....do it harder next
time he...he..!"

Davids mouth worked the mans mouth and nipples. He really got a reaction
when he tried to push the tip of his little finger into the slit of Mr
Johnson's cock.

"Do you have any lube.....mmmmmph.....sir.......mmmmmph?" David managed to
ask grabbing a quick breath.

"Lube boy why do you want lube?......oooooh....aaaaaargh not so rough
boy!"

"He....he.....I want lube sir
because..mmmmmmmmp"..kiss...."mmmmmmph"....kiss...."

David stopped his ministrations and looked Mr Johnson in the eyes.

"I know you don't have a long cock sir..... But it is really thick and I
want....I want...I want you to fuck me please sir!

"What boy!"

"I want you to fuck my schoolboy arse. See, you made me say arse again!
I need you to fuck my arse Mr Johnson sir!"

"Oh dear boy....I...I..would love to but I don't have any
lube......eh....lubrication."

David shifted off Mr Johnson's lap.

"Stay there sir, and don't go soft on me." With that he disappeared. He
rummaged through the kitchen cupboards. Peanut oil, cooking oil! "no
way" he thought. Olive oil! David liked olive oil. He smiled when he
read the label "Extra VIRGIN."

David returned in triumph holding the bottle of oil up like a trophy. He
grabbed the big towel and spread it on the long coffee table. Mr Johnson
struggled to his feet with his thick, yet stubby cock has hard as iron as
he waited and visualized fucking this boy.

David crawled on hands and knees onto the table placing the bottle below
him.

"Feed me your cock sir, here in my hungry mouth."

In no time at all David was sucking and licking it. He was able to
continue and poured some oil into his hand then reaching back he smeared
his boy hole with it, all inside and around. He pulled his mouth off the
throbbing cock and slathered it with oil making his man moan.

"Now sir, I am ready for us to fuck!...please fuck me now, put your
thick cock in me!"

Mr Johnson moved behind the kneeling boy. He gasped when he parted the
small bum cheeks and saw the glistening pink boy pussy. Then taking each
slender hip he pushed the tip of his cock at the waiting pink wrinkled
muscle and gently pushed. Davids hand appeared and applied more oil to
the cock and began to feed it into himself with a lot of huffing and
teeth sucking noises.

"Oh that's it sir, slowly, oh yes! Push it in, stretch my naughty boy
pussy, spank me if you want sir ohhhhh...ohhhhhhhh...sooooooniiiice! Push
your nice thick cok right inside me."

"Mr Johnson needed no direction. David was not his first boy but he was
the best yet. Inch by inch he moved his cock in and out of the gripping
red ring of tight boy flesh. Oh! The feel of the tight muscle dragging up
and down his thick cock with each movement. His right hand began slapping
the boys bare bum cheek and thigh. Then he spanked the left one. Oh how
he was making his fuckboy  moan and writhe.

"Oh sir! Please oooooh it stings....nice, harder sir fuck and spank me
harder.....ooooooooh.........oooooooh!"

"Are you....ungggggh..enjoying my cock boy! Huh do you like sirs thick
cock up your bum...hu boy...?...Well? Slap....slap!"

"Oh yes sir! ohhhhhhhh it hurts nice sir....Cum in me sir please...cum in
me! Don't pull out and waste your nice hot cum...I want it right inside me
...ooooooh!"

David's body rocked back and forth until he felt the big hairy balls
start slapping behind his own. With the whole cock fully inside him he
wiggled and jiggled his bum, pushing back into the thick bush of pubic
hair. He looked back between his legs and saw his own flaccid cock
flopping around with his balls being bashed from behind. He took a moment
to recall the times he had forced the rolling pin inside himself.

All at once he felt Mr Johnson's hands grab either side of his slim waist
and pull him violently back and forth about three times followed by a
long loud groan and one violent thrust that stopped. He felt the warm man
cum flood his insides followed by a few gentle pumps of the cock wanting
to empty itself. Hands then began gently slapping his bum, his sides and
his back. The smacks turned to caressing then to rubbing all over his
young heaving body.

Nothing was said, just a lot of sighs and soft moans as David slowly drew
himself off of the softening cock inside him. He then turned around
facing the portly belly, he lifted the oil and cum slicked cock and balls
and did the puppy dog eyes before devouring the cum, oil and his own bum
juices and of course more pubic hair. David was in heaven.

With the towel spread on the sette they both sat quietly in the afterglow
of hot man/boy sex. They exchanged short mouth kisses, Mr Johnson ruffled
Davids hair and kissed the top of his head while David played idly with a
man nipple.

After a short while they both showered. When David came from the shower
Mr Johnson had dressed in shorts and tee shirt but remained bare foot. He
had tidied up and was sat on his black leather recliner with Davids
washed and dried vest, underpants and shorts on his lap.

Totally nude he walked over and stood in front of the man and kissed him
on the mouth and said "thank you."

Mr Johnson put a hand on Davids small, warm chest and drummed his fingers
between the two nipples.

"Do you know boy? Until today I did not appreciate just how nice, how
beautiful you young boys are and.........and I hope you will come back
and we can do it again..... perhaps soon and often." He handed David his
vest and watched him put it on, then his small blue underpants. He looked
so sexy with them on with the exposed bare stomach where the two garments
failed to meet.

David reached for his shorts but a hand held them firmly on the mans
knees.

"You won't need these just yet boy! I recall the foul words and
profanities you used while I was fucking you. I think you need another
spanking."

"Yes sir....sorry sir....."

He complied when, without a word he was directed to stretch over the
waiting knees. He started getting hard when the vest was drawn right up
to his shoulders baring his back. He let out a long loud moan when he
felt his underpants being tugged down to his ankles.

"Am I right in recalling I didn't do it properly last time? Not hard
enough, I believe was your criticism of my spanking technique.
Perhaps we should see some tears then boy, what do you say?"

"Sir......I'm sorry sir, yes please sir, do it hard this time"

Half an hour later David left Mr Johnson's bungalow. He had stopped
sobbing and his eyes were not so red. He had twenty five pounds in his
pocket and, he was booked to clean the car once every fortnight.


David would soon have enough money to buy his preferred new toy. He would
have to lie about his age when he ordered it from the on line sex shop.
Of course he did however struggle with his conscience. Would he tell his
teacher he had lied and get a spanking?"


I think perhaps that Mr Johnson's neighbours may have some work for David


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