Date: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 16:45:55 +0000 (UTC) From: penny cox Subject: Lets Party The long summer holidays has begun again. Mum had to go to work, so I could do what I liked all day. I'd met Maurice a couple of days ago up in the woods, the very ones my Mum told me not to go in because of the "Dirty Old Men" that lurked there. I saw him first, sitting on a bench at the edge of the wood. He looked scruffy, about 60 with a bit of a beard. "hello" he said "What's your name. "Peter" I said, looking him over. He smiled, patted the bench beside him and said "Come and sit down and talk to an old man. I sat down nervously, and looked over at him. "How old are you Peter"? he asked. "Thirteen" I answered quickly, but I was lying, because I was only 12. "What's your name"? I asked back. "Just call me Daddy" he said, sliding towards me, and slipping an arm around my shoulders. Strangely it didn't feel frightening, having an old mans' arm around me. He started to chat to me. Little bits at first, then lots of questions about Mum and Dad. I told him that Dad had left home, and it was just me and Mum. "Oh, that's a shame" he said, and pulled me to him so that me head was resting on his shoulder. I looked out into the park land, acres of grass, trees and children playing in the distance. I could smell that his clothes weren't clean, but it didn't matter. I was enjoying being cuddled. After a while I said I had to go home. He let me go, but made me promise to meet him again. The next day, I saw him sitting on the same bench. "Hello Daddy" I called out, and walked over and sat down right next to him. His arm was soon around me and I was being pulled towards him. I didn't mind resting my head on his shoulder as I did the day before. I looked out at the view, it was the same as yesterday, but something caught my eye. I looked down and saw that his zip fly was completely undone. I'm sure it wasn't like that yesterday, I thought. "Lovely view from here isn't it Peter"? he said. I kept looking down and nodded. I could see some navy blue material and white bars, and suspected he was wearing y-front pants, like me. I felt a kiss on my head, then another, then heard "I think Peter should kiss his Daddy, don't you"? Without thinking, I nodded and started to lift my head. Another kiss on my forehead, then my cheek, then a quick one right over my mouth. I pulled away. "It's alright Peter" he whispered "A daddy can kiss his son, can't he"? I nodded after a while and he leant towards me, and pressed his lips to mine. Whiskery lips felt funny. He pulled away, the asked "Was that alright Peter" he asked. I nodded in silence and got another and another and another. His lips being pressed to mine for several seconds. I grew to quite like it. "Put your arms around my neck and kiss me again Peter". I obeyed and tilted my head sideways, and pressed my lips against his this time. "That's nice Peter, Daddy likes being kissed" I leant forward and did it again. "Shall we go for a walk into the woods tomorrow Peter"? I nodded "Don't tell anyone, will you"?? he asked "No" I blurted out and walked home. I wanked myself to sleep that night, and got up early for a bath. After Mum went to work, I went into her bedroom and switched on her computer. I was wanking every day at school, in locked toilet cubicles, and was missing it. My school friends had told me of dirty websites to visit, and since the holiday had begun, I had enjoyed a wank in front of her computer, but this morning I wanted to see pictures of young boys with older men. I found some gay sites, then some pictures of pupils with teachers. I was just what I wanted. Pictures of men and boys, kissing, cuddling, undressing and sucking. Oh, I hadn't tried sucking yet but I wanted to...then towards the end was full penetration of the young boys bottom. Seeing the mans cock entering the boy, and then the thrusting, then he'd pull it out, and wank till he spurted his cum over the boys bottom cheeks....lovely. I made my way up towards the woods. I was late. "Sorry Daddy" I said as I got up to him "I was delayed". "I thought you weren't coming" he said patting the bench beside him. I sat down, said sorry again and leant towards him, not waiting for his arm to slip around me. I lifted my head for a kiss and it soon came, those whiskery lips again. "I do hope Daddy is not too . upset with his little boy" I whispered in my most sissy voice. "You haven't told anyone, have you"? he whispered. The arm slid around me, and I glanced down into his lap. The zip was done up. "Oh, Daddy" I whined "Your zip is done up today" "I didn't think you'd noticed" he said "Well you can always undo it can't you" I nervously fumbled for the tag on his zip, and lifted my head for a kiss. The kiss came, a nice long one, and when I looked down the zip was half undone. I watched as it slid down revealing a pair of white y-fronts, and wondered what it would be like to be in bed with Daddy. "Lets go for a walk" he said. We stood up, and he took hold of my hand and led me off along a footpath through the woods, holding hands. I kept on looking down at his open fly, desperately longing to slip my fingers inside, and touch Daddy over his underpants. We turned off along a narrower path, then onto an even narrower path. Finally we came to a little clearing, surrounded by thick green bushes. In the clearing were some logs, some on their ends and some laying down, and on the grass was a small blanket. Daddy stood by the blanket and whispered. "Lets sunbathe together Peter, on this blanket. What do you think. Will you help Daddy undress"? I nodded and walked over to him. "Kiss me Peter" he whispered so I put my arms around his neck and lifted my head. I felt his whiskers, then something new. I felt his tongue licking across my lips. I opened my mouth a little, and Daddy soon had his tongue inside my mouth. I'd heard of this kind of kissing, and in seconds I knew I liked it. I slid my hands down his back onto his bottom cheeks and pulled him to me. As the kiss ended I heard "Do you love Daddy"? I nodded. "Do you want to see Daddy undress"? I nodded "Sit down on that log Peter, and watch" I obeyed and went to sit down. I was getting a hard on and gave it a little rub. "Are you getting hard for Daddy"? he asked. Again I nodded and sat down. I watched as he unbuttoned his cardigan, and slipped it off. Then the shirt. Soon it was sliding off his shoulders and I noticed no body hair, just a podgy white tummy. He undid his trousers and soon they fell to the floor. There he stood in his shoes, socks and underpants. I couldn't help it, my hand found it's way down and I began to rub myself. "What next Peter, you decide"? "PANTS" I blurted out loudly. "Shoosh" he whispered "People may hear" then his fingers hooked themselves into the waistband of the y-fronts, and with one big tug, they were resting around his thighs. No body hair, just a lovely, clean, smooth cock, just like mine, but a bit bigger. they were pulled off over his shoes and thrown across to me. I caught them. They were lovely and warm. I looked over at his cock. It looked so beautiful. Then he took hold of it and started to play with it. "You can never tell anyone about this Peter, alright"? I nodded. "Ok, your turn".. I stood up and started to undress, school jumper first, then shirt, and dropped them onto the grass. As I undid my jeans he whispered "A bit closer" I stepped up to the edge of the blanket and let the jeans drop to the floor. Daddy was now laying down, on his back, looking up at me, still stroking his cock, which was now fully hard and looking so lovely. "Come on Peter, get those pants off and lay beside me" I obeyed, pulling them down to my ankles and kicking them off. I sat on the blanket beside him and began to take my shoes and socks off. I felt his hand running up and down my back. It felt lovely. I threw my shoes and socks onto the grass and lowered myself backwards. I felt his arm slide underneath my neck as I lay fully down beside him. "Come to Daddy" he whispered as he pulled me towards him. I ended up laying partly on him when our lips met. HHmm that tongue again. End of Part 1