Date: Fri, 26 Feb 2010 16:36:53 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Losing it Part 2 Sometime in the early hours I awoke beside a warm body, startled and half asleep I didn't immediately connect...then relaxed and began to marvel at my luck. Gingerly I stretched out and touched the sleeping form, with a finger I traced the line of hair that I knew would frame a sweet fresh face....and here I was, he'd allowed me into his bed, I felt huge and clumsy beside him and hoped I wasn't taking up too much room. Now wide awake, above all I again wanted to run my hands over his lithe body...but dared not disturb him...this lovely boy had allowed me to take him again and again, perhaps selfishly I had indulged myself...would he be..sore down there...? A muffled sigh and a mumble, his slight form half turned and his head snuggled into my shoulder, his breathing settled....soon I too slipped back into the soundest of sleeps. His alarm rang at 6.30, jerking awake I noticed the boy was already up and in the shower...seeing me as he came out he blushed and automatically reached for a dressing gown, then discarded it as realisation grew. I blew him a kiss and rose up to fumble for clothing, he perched beside me "I can't spend long, have to be at the gallery by 8, they don't open until 9.30 of course but there's all sorts of things going on inside before then...I'm what they call 'part time casual', briefly he rested his head on my shoulder while I hugged him to me then "Now, what to wear...don't look...please..." I peeped of course, yes, sheer panties and again those nylons, he shrugged into these with casual familiarity and looked up...to catch me at it... "Naughty! At work...I'm a boy but I still like to wear nice stuff underneath!" He next retrieved jeans from a drawer, stretch variety and form fitting they were...very nice...a loose mohair top completed it. Elegant and understated..the clothes were not cheap....and he presented himself for inspection. "I can give you coffee and toast, there's stuff I put on it, in the fridge...have a look if you like?" I kept out of his way as he fiddled with percolator and toaster, then sat down with the little darling "You don't need public transport you know, not today...which gallery is it?" He told me and I shivered...coincidence, perhaps, probably..but said nothing. Later, I got out and opened his door, awkwardly he stood there in the middle of their car park until I came up and kissed him - in full view, a couple of heads turned. "I want to keep seeing you....and are you free for lunch? How long do they give you?" He stood there clasping and unclasping his hands "You sure....I wasn't certain, you see...I know men like me, like me a lot but...well I've not done this before, sort of...had a boyfriend..is that..what you mean? You don't have to, you could still do things to me, if you wanted, I'd still like that if it means seeing you...Lunch, oh an hour maybe...if you're sure about it?" Again I pulled him to me and gave him a kiss...again heads turned. "See you at 12.30 then..?" He smiled with relief and nodded before tripping away along the balcony to their main entrance. 12.30 arrived and there was the little figure, eagerly he hopped in as I held the door open and began babbling "What a morning, you know...all sorts of people have been coming up to say 'hello' and things, they've even been asking me if I liked what I was doing! I said to someone I was meeting a friend for lunch and...do you know, they said, they said 'take as long as you like'!" I drove us to a lakeside spot and parked, anticipating possible time constraints I had shopped at a Deli and ordered a selection of rolls and the like. Happily we sat and munched, and after...we just sat quietly, as a shy hand crept to my thigh and rested there, I pressed it to me. "Well, we don't want to cause any problems there do we....perhaps I should get you back, you'll still be within your hour..." he looked anxious but brightened as I continued "This evening, would it be too much for one day if I were to collect you...I'd like to take you to dinner too, we'd go to your place first of course?" With a squeal he was all over me, hand brake and gear lever notwithstanding, seemingly without injury he subsided in his seat. Again I opened the door for him and we shared a lingering embrace, then I stood and admired the view as he hastened away, at the entrance, he turned - and blew a kiss. Early evening, it was a subdued youngster who waited in the car park "I didn't know...I mean...why are you...keen on me? You could have any boy you wanted...no one told me, but they recognised you, oh yes..I only realised when I was in the packing room and saw it, that portrait - of you, it's to go up in the gallery tomorrow...are you sure about this...I mean...?" I had been fortunate, research - the right stuff at just the right time, incredibly young, all these things had happened...so far though, a trail of broken relationships, male and female both, no personal life to speak of..and here was the chance...so, it took no effort to press the boy to me as I stroked his back, then ushered him into the car. It was back at his place that the transformation began...nothing flashy, it was all in quiet good taste, makeup skilfully applied, trim knee length skirt and matching jacket with blouse and elegant heels. Later, it was back to my place, he had no work on the morrow so we weren't rushed..but right in the middle of my lounge I was treated to a strip show, gradually the boy emerged, flushed, lovely and reduced to panties and nylons, but it was the panties that I removed, the nylons remained, his legs were too lovely to remain unadorned, soon I knew they would be wrapped around my waist. Looking down at my lover, I began to wonder....this physical thing was fantastic, he was - well, it was as if...he'd been MADE for my penis, everything fitted delightfully, but what did we know about each other - really? Then as I pleasured the darling he moaned "Can, you kiss me please....lean forward a bit...please?" Things began to move, of course, it was just our luck...in that Restaurant a freelance photographer had spotted a chance - and next morning, there we were. The first call to his mobile was from his parents..their immediate concern "Is he serious about it?" "We don't really know yet Dad...we only met day before yesterday! Yes, I'm at his place...yes....um...yes, we have..but um...look, can we just wait a little bit? Promise I'll call, 'bye!".