Date: Mon, 8 Oct 2012 07:57:54 +0100 (BST) From: penny cox Subject: Someone to Talk To Growing up with my single parent mother was difficult at times. It was impossible to talk to her about certain things, especially during puberty, when so much is happening. As a 12 year old, at an all-boys school, and just about to start my second year, I had so many questions that I wanted help with. I seemed to be spending lots of time, locked in toilet cubicles with other boys. Was this natural?? At home, I had been secretly dressing up in my mothers underwear, and wanking myself off, alone in my bedroom, while looking through an old copy of Health & Efficiency. Strangely enough, it was pictures of naked men that attracted me. I seemed to be in love with cock. Mum got a little dog for me, saying it would be company. Now I had to start taking it out. Each morning, I'd go over to the public park, down to the lake, then round towards the woods. Mum had made me promise not to go into the woods, but it was 6.30 in the morning, who could be about, I thought. As I made my way along a path, another little dog suddenly appeared. As the dogs began to play I walked on a little way and came across an elderly man sitting on a bench seat. "Hello" he said "What's your name"? "I'm Peter" I replied. "Ok Peter, come and sit next to me while the dogs play " he suggested "We can have a chat" I thought no more of it, and sat next to him. He asked lots of questions about my age, what school I went to, and I was happy to answer. I told him all about my single mum, and mentioned that I was finding it difficult to talk to her. Slipping an arm around me, he said "You can talk to me about anything Peter. Anything you say will be our secret. I wont tell anybody, and that's a promise" He pulled me closer to him, but it didn't feel strange. "What's your name"? I asked. "You can call me Daddy, if you like" "Ok Daddy" I said and smiled up at him. Each morning that week, I met him at the same spot, and sat and chatted. We talked about all sorts of things, but always got round to my school, and how I was getting on there. About my school friends, and questions about if I had any special friends. As the days went on, I grew more confident with him, and looked forward to my little cuddle on the bench seat. One morning I found him sitting waiting for me, wearing a pair of gym shorts. When I asked him why he had them on, he said that he preferred wearing shorts, and that maybe I should wear some. The next morning I did. "Oh you look lovely Peter" he said as I unzipped my coat to give him a better look. As I sat next to him,, his arm slid arouind me and I was pulled closer to him than before. "You're a very pretty boy Peter" he said, leaning over to kiss me on top of the head. "Thank you Daddy" I said looking up at him. "Give Daddy a kiss, go on, I wont tell anyone" It seemed so natural to lift my head and kiss him on the lips, so I did it 2 or 3 times. Daddy started to ask about school again, and particularly if I felt uncomfortable undressing in front of my friends in the changing rooms. I said I did, because I felt embarrassed about my body. "Oh why Peter"? he asked, lifting my chin and planting another kiss on my lips. "Some of the other boys have hair down there" I said nodding towards the front of my shorts "and whiskers, and I haven't got either". He rubbed his hand softly over my cheeks and chin. "I see, and what about down there" He asked "Let me have a quick look" I watched as Daddy slipped his finger into the waistband of my shorts and pulled it outwards. We both looked down and saw my y-fronts. Then his finger slipped under them as well and pulled outwards. I didn't feel funny about him looking down there. "See what I mean Daddy"? I said, resting my head on his shoulder, and looking down at my hairless boy-cock. "That makes you even prettier" he said letting my y-fronts ping back. "Will you let Daddy look down there now and again to check"? I nodded "That deserves another kiss" he whispered, and I lifted my head. After 2 brief kisses he whispered in my ear "I shave all my hair off Peter, so I look just like you down there, just like a ,little boy" I looked up at him. "You wont tell anyone will you"? he pleaded.. "Of course not Daddy, it's part of our secrets" I said, lifting my head again. Three of four kisses followed, the last one being a lot longer. "Have a look if you want" he said "There's no secrets between us is there"? I shook my head and thought about it for a while., looking down at the front of his shorts. "Go on Peter, I'd like you to have a look, I really would" he whispered. I reached across and slipped my finger under the waistband, and then pulled it out a little. I couldn't see anything, so I pulled it harder. "Oh Daddy" I blurted out as his cock suddenly came into view. It was laying there all smooth and young looking, like mine only much nicer. "It's lovely" I added after a few seconds. I kept the shorts pulled out, and kept looking down inside them. Daddy didn't seem to mind. "I go into toilet cubicles with other boys, and they make me do things" I said softly. "What sort of things Peter"? he asked very quietly. "I have to put my hand down inside their pants, and play with them" I whispered, still looking down Daddys shorts. "Then what" Daddy asked. "I have to play with their willy till it gets stiff, then wank them off". "Do they cum in their pants" he asked. "No Daddy" I said quickly "I pull their pants down and watch them cum. It splatters on the tiled floor" "It's alright Peter" Daddy said "It's normal for boys to play with each other. Do you like seeing a boys cock"? I nodded. "I thought so, you've been looking at mine for 5 minutes". I suddenly let the waistband go and heard it ping back. "I'm so sorry Daddy" I blurted out. "It's ok, give Daddy a little kiss" I looked up at him and got several brief kisses. "You like kisses, don't you Peter"? I nodded. "Next time you're in a toilet with another boy, try giving him a kiss. He may well like it, ok"? I nodded again. The next time we met, we were both still in shorts. "Hello Peter, come and sit down" As I sat down, his arm slipped around me, and I lifted my head. I received a nice kiss as he pulled me to him. "I tried kissing a boy yesterday Daddy, and he liked it. He kissed me several times and put his tongue in my mouth. Is that ok"? "Yes Peter it is. You keep the kiss going for ages, rubbing tongues together, as you play with his cock. Did you like it"? I nodded, and looked down at his shorts. "Would you like to see Daddys cock again Peter"? "Yes Please" I said. "You'll have to do it, just like before" He whispered. I reached over and pulled the waistband outwards, as my head rested on his shoulder. "Is that what you wanted to see" Daddys asked. I nodded and gazed down inside his shorts, at the beautifil smooth organ that lay there. "What other little secrets have you got Peter"? he asked as I gazed down into his shorts. "I wear Mummys panties" I blurted out loudly. "Oh, Peter, that's alright. Lots of boys dress up in their mothers clothes. What do you like wearing best of all"? "I used to just wear a skirt and blouse. and clip, clop round in her high heels, but now I love to wear her underwear" I said, lifting my head. Daddy gave me a lovely kiss with a little tongue. "What items are favourite" he whispered. "Bra and panties, I love to pull the panties up tight until they disappear up between the cheeks of my bottom, oh, that feels so lovely Daddy. And the bra, I feel nice and secure with tight around my back. That's what I wear to bed, with a nightie" "Oh, Peter, how I'd love to see you dressed like that" Daddy said quietly. Daddys cock looked so wonderful, and it appeared to be getting bigger. "Daddy" I shouted out "Your cock is growing" "I'm sorry Peter, I can't help it. Keep watching, it's growing for you, and your lovely secrets. What do you do in bed, in your nightie"? "I slip my hand down inside my panties and slowly wank myself off" I whispered. "Is it nice, do you cum in your panties? Daddy asked. "Oh yes Daddy, and then I fall asleep in those damp panties, and wash them out in the morning" I said, adding "And there's a lovely round handle of mums dustpan. I broke it off and said it was an accident" "What do you do with that Peter"? Daddy whispered. "I roll over onto my side, while I am wanking, and slowly slip it up inside my bottom"I said full of embarrassment. "Does it go in easily"? he asked. I nodded "Yes, I've been doing it every night for months. I ease it in and out with one hand and wank with the other. Oh, it's lovely, I dream of having a boy behind me, easing his cock up inside me" "Do you think you'd like that Peter"? Daddy said, lifting my chin with his hand, and kissing me again. I nodded "These are all the things I can't talk to my Mum about. It's so good to be able to talk to you Daddy. You understand, don't you"? I looked down into his shorts again. Daddys cock was now fully erect and standing up at 45 degrees, with clear juice ouzing from the eye. "It's completely normal to play with boys cocks Peter. You are doing nothing wrong. Some boys just love to see and play with other boys cocks, and it may stay with you for life. I still like to see a cock, and to play with it" He admitted. "Do you Daddy"? I said looking up. He was nodding at me. I looked back down into his shorts. "And some young boys find that they feel very comfortable with a much older man, seeing and playing with a mature cock. Are you ok, looking at my old cock Peter"? I nodded, and watched as he took hold of my hand and pushed it down into his shorts. "Play with Daddy Peter, you want to don't you"? I nodded and wrapped my fingers around his stiff cock. It felt so much thicker than mine, warm and heavenly. I began to work my fingers up and down his shaft, just under his helmet, watching more clear juice appear. "Does that feel nice Peter"? he asked. "YES" I sighed. "Am I the first Man that you've touched"? I nodded. "Good" he said and began to sigh and moan sofly as my wanking got quicker. I lifted my head for a kiss, and got his tongue full in my mouth for ages, Then the said loudly "I'm going to cum Peter". I looked down, just in time to see several big spurts of creamy cum erupt from his eye, landing on the inside of his shorts as well as on my hand and wrist. Then a long dribbly stage, where cum just seemed to ouze out slowly. I watched it all, then stopped the wanking movement, and wrapped my hand over the tip of his cock and started to spread the cum down over his shaft. There was cum everywhere inside those shorts. I kept on looking down. "Oh, Peter, that was lovely. Did you enjoy doing it to me"? I looked up, received a big kiss, and nodded