Date: Mon, 3 Mar 2008 08:09:39 -0000
From: DGG <dgg@cwgsy.net>
Subject: The Good Samaritan (w/s, Adult/Youth)

My usual route to and from the train station is via a park and I have to
confess that one of the attractions is the public toilets in the park.  I
usually call in on my way home but don't usually stay long and even if
something of interest turns up it rarely goes further than mutual
masturbation or a blow job.  Being in my business suit can be a bit
inhibiting, especially as they are not the cleanest of public loos! There
was however a wooded area behind them where one could retreat occasionally.

I could tell you of some of my escapades there, some of which have been
quite thrilling, but I should not digress as I have a special encounter to
tell you about and one which has changed my life forever.

At work a major office move had been scheduled which meant that on that
particular Friday we all had to get in early (in casual clothes). The plan
being that we handled urgent matters of the day, then by 3pm packed up our
desks etc.  We were told that we could go home as soon as our desks were
empty. Most of us prepared in advance for this and we were all ready to go
by just after 3pm.  I was at my home train station by 4pm and decided that I
would spend a little longer in the park cottage.  As I approached the loos I
was getting quite excited and anyone walking toward me could not have failed
to see my hard-on filling out my jeans.  However as I got closer I heard
strange noises coming from inside, scuffling and grunting.  I immediately
assumed it to be emanating from a heavy sex session (most unusual for
there).

I walked in as quietly as I could and encountered three schoolboys kicking
the shit out of another lad who was curled up on the floor.  They hadn't
seen me and when I shouted at the top of my voice "stop that", they jumped
and took flight, nearly knocking me over on their way.  The lad on the floor
was wimpering and crying.  I crouched down and told him that everything
would be ok and the bullies had run off.  He was a mess, was wet and had
been knocked about a lot and his clothes were filthy.  As I helped him to
his feet, I estimated his age to be 12 or 13 he was slight and fair haired.
I helped him to the sinks and ran some water over my handkerchief so that I
could clean his face.  He was quiet and subdued, occasionally a sob would
break out.  I asked him if we wanted me to call the police, but he shook his
head.  So I suggested that I call his parents and he reacted with a loud
"No" and started to cry.

I wanted to hug him, but wasn't sure how he would take that, so I just held
his shoulders. He pushed through and buried his head in my chest.  I hugged
him. I could smell pee in his hair and realised that the boys must have
either pushed his head into a toilet or pissed on him.  Having a bit of a
pee fetish myself, the aroma had an intoxicating and arousing effect on me.
My hard-on was raging and the boy could not have mistaken the lump pressing
into him. I pressed my face to his head and tasted the pee in his hair.  He
looked up and said "careful, they peed on my head", I said in response "its
ok, I like it".  For a moment I thought that might have gone to far though
and regretted my comment, but he just returned his head to my chest.

After a few minutes he had calmed down and said "I can't go home like this,
my dad will kill me", I asked if there was anywhere that I could take him,
aunts, uncles, friends.  He shook his head. So I finally said "would you
like to come back to my place and clean up there", he nodded and we headed
off.  I put my arm around his shoulder and we set off.  He hardly said a
word en-route.  I felt so sorry for him but could not get him to open up.
Eventually at my prompting he gave me his name though, it was Jason.

When we got to my place I showed him where the bathroom was and suggested
that he had a bath.  He said "what about my uniform?" and I asked him
whether he wanted me to wash it, he said "oh yes please, if my dad sees it
like that I'll be beaten again".  I said, "just pass out the uniform from
the bathroom when you're ready" he did so, through a crack in the door. So I
went about my chores while he was cleaning up and put my damp clothes with
his in the wash. I slipped on some loose joggers and a tee shirt.

I set the washing machine for a quick wash and put the clothes in.  After
about 20 minutes I stood by the bathroom door and said "anything you need?"
He said that I could come in so I did, he was immersed in the bath and had a
flannel over his groin.  I asked whether he was ok and he said that his ribs
hurt and I could also see some abrasions.  I said, "when you're dry I'll
take a look at the damage if you like"  He nodded and looked so sad.  I said
"give me a call when you are ready".  He said "I'll get out now but I think
that I'll need some help".  I picked up a towel and held it for him and he
tried to get up, but he winced with pain, so I put down the towel and lent
forward and lifted from under the arms.  I managed to get him sitting on the
edge of the bath.

I couldn't help but to look at his cute bottom.  I picked up the towel again
and wrapped it around him, suppressing my wayward thoughts. I noticed that
he had managed to retain the flannel over his privates to protect his
modesty. I let out the bathwater and dried him as gently as I could.  He
stayed sat on the edge until I suggested that he stand.  When he did, with
my assistance, the flanned dropped from under the towel.  I picked up a
second towel and started to dry his legs.  I didn't go higher than his
thighs though.  When I had done as much as I dared I suggested that he
finished off himself.  He said, "could you do my bottom" he turned away from
me and I lifted the upper towel away to see a perfectly sculpted set of
white buttocks.  I dabbed them dry with the other towel and he parted his
legs to give me more access.  I could see the back of his hairless
testicles.  I dried him as best I could without becoming too intrusive.

I asked him if he wanted me to leave now and he said not to.  He dried his
front and between his legs and as he bent forward I was treated to a closer
view of his rear and balls. I was captivated and wanted to bury my face
between those hairless mounds.  My hard-on raged and tented the front of my
joggers.  He wrapped the towel around himself and turned to me.  He looked
directly at the outrageous bulge in my joggers but said nothing.  I saw that
he had quite a few bruises and abrasions and I suggested that I should
attend to them.  He agreed and I led him to my bedroom.  He sat on the edge
of the bed while I fetched the first aid kit.

I attended to the bruises and scrapes that I could see. As I did do I tried
not to let my fingers linger too long on any one spot, although one abrasion
was just under his left  nipple and I could help but apply the anti-septic
cream generously over the area. His little nipple stiffened, as did the lump
in my joggers, which by now had produced a wet patch.

I said, "OK, that's better but have you been kicked anywhere else?" he got
my meaning and said timidly "they kicked me in the balls".  I said "I should
take a look, that can be quite dangerous".  He nodded and opened his towel
slowly, obviously highly embarassed.  I was treated to a dilectable sight.
His uncircumcised cock was about 3 inches long and lay over a pair of
beautiful hairless balls.  He had a fine dusting of soft fair pubes.  I was
tempted to bury my face in there and my cock throbbed.  I could feel more
pre-come oozing out.  I suggested that he laid back.  He did so and I parted
his legs slightly.

I carefully lifted his cock off his balls and gently took his balls in my
hand.  The were so smooth, I wanted to lick them.  I rolled them around
feeling for a rupture, as I did so I saw his cock begin to stiffen.  It
gradually gained another inch and a half and the foreskin partially
retracted. I continued to massage his balls and with my other hand felt his
pubic region. The back of my hand caressed his cock in passing.  I said
"does anything hurt here?".  He looked highly embarassed and said "it just
aches all over".  I replied "well you've been kicked around a bit and it
will for a while.  Everything seems to be fine with your balls but I should
check out your cock as well, are you OK with that?"  He looked dowm at it,
obviously embarassed by his hard-on said softly "OK".

I was aware that I was on thin ice as he seemed so embarassed and thought
that I should try to ease his embarassment.  I said, "Hey Jason, don't worry
about the stiffy, all guys get them and I've got one too at the moment". I
stood up and his eyes wet to the front of my joggers.  I said "want to see
it?", he nodded, so I slipped down my joggers and my cock sprang up. My
foreskin was almost fully retracted and it was sopping wet. I'm not terribly
large, just average, but I like it (and others seem to also !). His eyes
were glued to it.

I knelt down and took his rigid cock in my hand and stroked it, withdrawing
the foreskin fully and inspecting it closely.  There appeared to be no
damage. I looked up at Jason and his eyes were closed, he had a look of
pleasure on his face, so I took the plunge, I could not help myself any
longer and put my mouth over his cock and caressed it with my tongue and
lips.  He groaned but did not resist.  I lifted his cock and licked his
smooth balls, taking them into my mouth and rolling them around with my
tongue.  I moved my mouth lower and lifted his legs.  My tongue flicked
across his virgin hole a few times and the boy was soon writhing with
pleasure. I drilled my tongue into him deeper and deeper.  In my hand I
could feel his cock throbbing and realised that he was close to coming so I
returned my mouth to his cock.  I pushed a finger into his wet hole and
suddenly he convulsed and shot a couple of watery spurts into my mouth.  I
swallowed it all and sucked out the remainder.  I said "feel better now?".
"Yes, very much" he replied.

I desperately needed to come so I stood and stripped off my top. My cock was
dripping. He looked at it and I said "Sorry, I am so turned on and I need to
come quickly".  I wanked my cock over him and blasted my spunk all over him.
It splattered all over his groin and stomach. I laid down by his side and
sighed.  I put my arm around him and brought him to me.  I kissed him
lightly on the forehead and said "are you OK?"  He just said "much better
now".  I kissed him again, this time gently on his lips.

I cleaned him up with the towel and gathered him back into my arms.  He lay
his head on my chest and began to cry.  I stroked his hair and asked him
what was wrong, he said "nothing really, I just needed to cry, I guess its
because I'm happy".  I said "I'm glad you are happy now, you were so sad
earlier, I didn't know what to do. Do you want to tell me what happened?"

Jason told me that over the last few months he had developed a facination
for the bodies of males.  He said that one of the bullies had caught him
'checking out' other boys in the changing room at school and had lured him
to the park toilets.  He said that the boy was waiting at the urinals when
he arrived and that he had his cock out and trousers open.  Jason said that
he couldn't help but stare at the other boy's semi-stiff cock.  The other
boy asked him if he liked what he saw and Jason said "Yes".  The other boy
told him that if Jason didn't do as he demanded then he would tell the whole
school that Jason was queer.  Jason said that he felt scared.  The other boy
told him to kneel, which he did.  He turned to Jason and started to urinate
over him.  Jason said "I was too scared to move, but I was also shocked
because I liked what he was doing". Jason continued "he told me to open my
mouth and he peed into it, I nearly choked. At that moment the other boys
ran from a cubicle and they pushed me to the floor".  Jason then described
the kicking he received, during which one of the other boys peed on him.  He
said that the kicking didn't last long because they were interupted when I
walked in. He buried his head into me and sobbed again.

I said "Its ok now Jason, you are with someone to whom you can tell
anything, nothing will shock me, I've been there seem it and done it, In
fact, I've got the tee shirt to prove it.  If you are embarassed about
liking being peed on, don't be, I love it.  I've been pissing on myself
since I was your age and sometimes I find a mate who likes to play piss
games too."

I asked him if he had any sexual experiences yet. Jason said "You are the
first man who has actually touched me like that but I have been watching men
masturbate in the toilets for a few months and I have played around with a
school friend".  I said, "did you ever join in with the men in the cottage",
he said "No, I was too scared, if any of them moved toward me I left.  After
a few times they realised that I just wanted to watch and seemed happy to
let me".

I said "I am glad to have been your first proper encounter Jason", he said
"I'm glad too, I really like you" and then added "I've never made spunk
before either".  I smiled and pulled his face to mine and kissed his lips
tenderly.  My tongue parted his lips and entered his mouth, he was obviously
a novice at kissing but soon caught on.  I pulled him on top of me and
caressed his back and buttocks.  He was so light I felt that he could lay on
me for hours.

Our kissing slowed and we were stuck together with the remains of drying
come. I suggested that we showered.  Jason said coyly "I need to wee", I
replied "so do I, do you fancy having some fun before we shower?". Jason
said "what will we do?"  I said "well for one thing Jason now that I've
tasted your come, I want to taste your piss".  He said "before today I've
never thought about pee, but I want to learn how to enjoy it. I want to
taste yours too".  I said "we had better get moving before I get too hard or
I'll never be able to do anything".

We went through to the bathroom and I got in the bath.  I laid down and told
Jason to get in and stand over me.  I said "Piss all over me Jason and don't
forget that I want a taste too".  He started to pee and played it all over
me, I was revelling in the sensation and massaging his piss over my body,
rubbing it into my groin, but he seemed reluctant to aim for my face though
so I sat up and took hold of his spout.  I directed his waning flow into my
mouth and savoured his taste.  I engulfed his cock as the flow reduced and
sucked the remainder out of his little beauty.  He stiffened up.

I suggested that we change places and once we had I let my torrent go.  I
can piss like a racehorse so was avoiding his mouth and concentrating on his
groin and nipples.  He loved it and was massaging my piss over himself.  As
I reduced to a trickle he put his mouth over my cock and started to suck.
He was a bit clumsy and I had to ask him to mind his teeth but as my cock
got harder he got better. Unusually for me I felt that I might come again
and warned him.  He took his mouth from my cock and said "I want to taste
it" he resumed his efforts and I was incredibly turned on to watch this
virginal young lad sucking on my meat.  It got too much and I grunted "I'm
cumming" and my second orgasm erupted into his mouth.  I guess that there
wasn't too much because he managed to take it all in his mouth.  He held it
there for a few seconds the swallowed.

I stood him up and put my mouth to his. My tongue entwined with his as we
shared the taste of my piss and semen. After a long and sensuous kiss I
turned on the shower and we washed eachother.

We dried off and returned to bed. It was only then, as he lay in my arms,
that I asked him how old he was.  He told me that he was only just 13. I was
a little shocked, I had never been with a lad that young before (although I
had been tempted) and was a little fearful of the consequences.  He must
have sensed something because he said, "Its OK, I'll never tell anyone".  I
kissed him and said "thanks Jason, that means a lot to me".  As I held him
to me I asked about his home life, it didn't sound too pleasant.  The mother
sounded like a drunk, the father like a wife and child beater.  As the
afternoon was progressing into evening, I asked whether his absence would
cause any questions.  He said not, as he often went to a friends after
school and stayed into the evening.  He said that he tried to stay out as
much as possible.

I said that he was welcome to come to me any time and that I would like us
to see more of each other.  He said, rather bluntly, "Will you want to fuck
me?", I was a bit taken back and said "one day, when you are ready, I would
like to make love to you fully and yes that might include fucking you, but
only if you are ready and if you really want it".  He said "my school friend
gets fucked by his brother and he really likes it, he has offered to set me
up with his brother but so far I have said no.  Anyway, now w've met I think
I would rather it was you who did it."

My perverted mind went into overdrive and the thought of surrounding myself
with three sexy youths in an orgiastic foursome appealed to me a lot.  My
cock started to rise again, Jason said "Did that turn you on ?".  I said
"Well, meeting you has been an overwhelmingly sexy experience and one which
I would like to continue, and I have to say that the thought of inviting
your friend and his brother to join us sometime does turn me on alot".  He
looked a bit down.  I said, "Don't worry Jason, you are my number one
concern, you come first, if that isn't what you want that is fine".  He
smiled and said "maybe one day, but for now I want to keep you to myself" I
replied, "ditto".

I was concerned about the time and Jason agreed that it was time he left.  I
said that I would walk him home and he smiled.  During our walk we talked a
lot and I felt that I could really communicate with this young lad.  I began
to wish that I could take him into my home and life forever.  We reached the
end of his Jason's street and stood on the corner, we had agreed that he
would come round to my place in the morning.  He surprised me by kissing me
on the lips before departing.  Shocked, I looked around, fortunately the
coast was clear.

We have been seeing a lot of each other for about 3 months now, I can't get
enough of Jason.  I have fallen deeply in love with him and he with me.  Our
sexual experimentation is progressing, we have played with dildos and he has
learned how to pleasure me with one.  I bought a smaller one for him and he
is really getting into that.  This weekend he is going to stay the whole
time, nights as well as he has arranged a cover with his friend who is going
away for the weekend.  Jason said that this weekend I can make love to him
'properly' for the first time.  I am so excited.  I arranged a few hours off
work so that I could get some provisions in and make the place nice for
Jason.

Jason arrived about 4.30pm, still in uniform but with his weekend bag.  Not
that he would be needing any clothes!  I took him into my arms and we kissed
deeply and passionately.  He said "I am so happy that I can stay all
weekend, I wish I didn't have to go home ever".  I said "I want you in my
arms all weekend, I want to make love to you slowly and gently, I want us to
forget the outside world totally". We kissed again.

We went to my bedroom and undressed each other, we lay down, Jason attached
to me like a limpet.  We caressed each other, he said "when are you going to
do it", I said "I don't know, when it feels right I guess, until them I just
want to soak you up, my love"  He said, "Do you really love me?"  I replied
"Yes, I do, and I think that the feeling is getting stronger and stronger
the more we are together"  He said "Me too, I wish I never had to go home".
I asked him if things were getting any better there, he said "No, they are
getting worse. They are always fighting and I always seem to be getting in
the way".  I kissed him softly and said "All I can do at this stage is
provide you with a refuge, somewhere where you know is safe and where you
are loved.  In fact I've had a key cut for you and I was going to give it to
you this weekend."  Jason broke down into tears and I held him to me as he
cried.  I kissed his tears and soothed him.  We lay in our embrace for a
long time while he calmed down.  With him held to me I felt complete.

When he had recoved he kissed me and thanked me, I said "it's the very least
I can do for the boy I love".  we kissed some more and both became aroused,
our passions flared and the kissing became quite intense.  He broke away and
moved down my body and took my stiff cock in his hand before wrapping his
lips around it.  I gasped, he knew how much I loved him sucking me, he had
developed a great technique. I told him to flip around so that I could
please him too.  He did and I filled my mouth with his boy cock. I licked
around it and loved the smooth hairless balls.  His pubes were becoming a
bit more noticable now, but they were still quite light and fine.  I licked
them too.  I licked the underside of his balls moving towards his hole.  He
loved being rimmed and for me it was the ultimate kiss.  It was not long
before my tongue was drilling into that hole.  Jason was squirming with
delight.

I reached over to the bedside drawer an got out Jason's dildo and some lube.
I applied spit to it at first and began to work it into him.  I suggested
that he got on his knees and I knelt behind him.  The sight was too
delicious for words.  I buried my face into his arse once more.  I pushed
finders into him as I slavered and licked. I lubed his arse and resumed
working the dildo into him. He groaned.  As I did this I was caressing his
balls and cock from underneath.  I started to move the dildo in and out and
Jason responded with more groans.  I felt that the moment had come and
without saying a word.  I removed the dildo and massaged the head of my
dripping cock around his hole. He looked around and said "I'm ready, please
put it in me".  I applied some pressure and gradually I entered him.  He
winced and I kept still, realising that he needed time to get used to having
something bigger than his dildo inside him. With gradual pressure I buried
myself into him, to the hilt.  I lent forward and raised him up so that I
could embrace him.  I kissed him and asked if he was ok.  He said "I feel
great, can I keep it in there for ever?".  I kissed him again and said
"we've only just begun".

I started to withdraw and then pushed back in, slowly at first, but
gradually lengthening my stroke.  Jason was obviously enjoying this and my
thrusts increased in tempo.  Soon I was banging his arse vigorously, my
balls slapping against him.  I reached my climax far too quickly but it was
overwhelmingly strong.  I squirted volleys of semen into him.  I could not
recall such an intense orgasm.

We collapsed onto our sides, me still embedded in him.  Our panting subsided
and I stroked Jason's cock.  He had not come yet and didn't seem to be
anxious to.  So I gently stroked him, kissing the back of his head and
telling how much I loved him.  "Please keep in there, don't take it out", he
pleaded.  I was happy to stay in there as long as I could.

Eventually the inevitable happened and my cock softened and slipped out,
Jason sighed.  He turned to me and kissed me on the lips "Thanks" he said.
I responded "It is I that should be thanking you, that was the  most
wonderful fuck ever". He smiled and said "it was everything I imagined but
better".  We kissed again.

I reached down for his stiffy and stroked it, I said "what would you like me
to do with this", Jason said, "just suck me for a while, I'm not bothered
about coming yet", I slid town the bed and gently bathed his cock and balls
with my tongue, as I did I wondered whether I would like it so much when the
body hair started to become more evident. I continued my oral groin worship
for some time. Finally, as my jaw was beginning to ache I broke away and
moved up the bed again and said to Jason "when you get hairy down there will
you let me shave you?".  Without a moments though he responded, "Oh yes, it
sounds like fun, and I don't really like pubic hair anyway".  I thought for
a moment and said, "You know, I'm not really that fond of body hair either,
would you like to shave me?" He said "Brill, that would be wicked". I said
"let's do it now".

We went to the bathroom and I began to run a bath.  I suggested that we get
rid of most of my pubes with the beard trimmer on my electric razor first.
Jason said "You do it, I'll just watch".  I stood over the toilet and used
the electric razor to remove the majority.  It wasn't the first time I'd
done this as I usually kept my pubes short this way. We moved into the bath
and I lathered my groin, I showed Jason how to use a safety razor and he
began work on denuding my groin.  He did well for a beginner and his actions
aroused me. He diligently shaved my balls as well.  When he was done, I
rinsed off and we inspected the job, it looked good.  I kissed him and said
"I love it, do you?".  "Oh yeah its great" he said.  I responded, "You do
realise that it will have to pass the tongue test for smoothness." We both
giggled.

A thought came to me and I said "Hey, while we are at it, would you shave my
arse too?"  He said "Sure".  I soaped up and bent over.  The sensations he
was creating by shaving me were thrilling and my stiff cock was running with
pre-come.  He finshed and rinsed me. I started to rise but he said "Stay
there", I thought he must have missed some and did as asked.  To my total
surprise I felt his mouth connect with my arse, he started lapping at my
hole and teasing me with his fingers.  He had never rimmed me before and for
a beginner was doing a first class job, I was very turned on and in need of
more.  I said "God, you have really got me going, please fuck me Jason" he
moved is mouth away.  I took some of the dripping pre-come from my cock and
worked it into my arse.  I bent my legs so that he could line up.  I felt
his young cock at my entrance and said "Go for it Jason, you won't hurt me,
stick it in".  Jason pushed his cock into me with little effort and said "Oh
wow, that feels fantastic", I said "Start moving in and out and it will feel
even better".  He began moving his hips and working my hole with his cock.
Even though I had been fucked by much bigger cocks, his felt great.  I said,
"Faster Jason, feally fuck me hard, don't hold back until you have squirted
your delicious spunk into my guts".  He picked up his pace and became quite
vigorous, he kept saying "Wow" and "fuck".  Suddenly his body convulsed and
I felt his hot stuff squirt into me.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my back.  He slipped from me and we
sank back into the bath.  I looked into his eyes and said "you'll have to
marry me now!", we both laughed and kissed.  What a start to the weekend.

All that was a couple of years ago now and these days Jason spends nearly
every weekend and most of his school holidays with me.  His parents have
split up and don't talk at all, so Jason just tells each one that his is
with the other.  Our love is still strong and getting stronger.  Body
shaving is a regular routine now and very much part of our sex life.

Next weekend we have invited Jason's school friend and his brother over, we
have discussed the possibility of group sex and although its not our
objective we'd would be cool if it happened.  Well see....

**********

I hope you enjoyed this fictional tale, my other stories can be located in
the Authors section on Nifty, under "DGG".

I get quite a lot of feedback from my stories, which I enjoy receiving.
Thanks
David