Date: Mon, 4 Jan 2010 16:49:54 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: The Outsiders The turnoff was at least 2 kilometres further along but even from here I could see the dust cloud left by the approaching truck. When I got there its passenger was already decanted, waiting with bags arrayed - pleasantries exchanged with the other driver and the latest gossip received, some 30 minutes after I was headed back with my passenger. I've got one of those semi caretaker jobs....not much to do most of the time except stave off boredom and loneliness - occasional periods of intense activity, true but none of this posed a problem for me...being alone in the middle of 80,000 acres had its advantages. Now it was to be shared.....and here I glanced at my new companion. Not much was visible of his face, broad brimmed hat pulled well down cast sufficient shadow to obscure detail, slightly built...yes that was obvious...and not very talkative either, polite enough...but very reserved. Pulling up at the station buildings I noticed him sit up and take note... what he thought I don't know but it must have seemed well, intimidating I suppose because although the accommodation itself was solid looking it stood with its few sheds isolated in the middle of...well nothing, nor was there any sign of life. Anyway there it was and I helped him with his things as we went inside..no locked doors out here of course. Once in he again took note, carefully he scrutinised the various paintings as well as my preliminary sketches and other half finished works...he seemed to relax a bit and for the first time I saw him smile...and then he removed his hat. Closely cropped rich auburn curls clung to an exquisitely shaped head on an elegant neck, wide grey eyes, delicately chiselled nose and wide pouting lips were presented for my amazed inspection, he couldn't have been more than 16 I thought. I showed him into his room and left him to it. Later, with a basic meal out of the way I suggested we go outside and enjoy the sunset...in these parts the show tended to be spectacular. There we sat stretched out in the peaceful wilderness as nature's tints went to work. He was obviously absorbed for the show was in fact superb as usual, then in the descending gloom he began to tell me about himself, not much but enough....parents separated...no home for the school holidays..Dad had spoken to a friend...and here he was...oh yes, they hoped it would "toughen him up" a bit too. That evening I began to see what they meant, my young companion's idea of casual wear was not exactly mainstream...little was left to the imagination either so excusing myself, I returned to sketching. It was perhaps an hour later that I felt it, a chin casually rested on my shoulder as its owner took in the developing scene in which a sleeping young man is surveyed by an admiring intruder... "I wonder how this story will develop? You've made him very beautiful, I hope he's gentle with him...it could be a lovely way to wake up couldn't it...oh, you've given him curly hair...why, it's me!" "I feel as if I'm just waking up" I answered.."Of course it's you....and I'd never be anything but gentle..." Flushed face now pressed to mine I put an arm round his waist and drew him closer, turning his head - I kissed him. Silence for a while as we explored the new situation, lips doing it for us - I had a precious package here and didn't want to rush, neither it seems did he for we took our time. Eventually hormones overcame good resolutions and standing him before me I parted his flimsy top to bare a shoulder, here I nuzzled him before reaching for a nipple, it was already hard and jutting as I ran my hand to cup a breast, this I fondled as speechless he gazed back at me....eyes shining. Now I had to explore my lovely fully, silky briefs slid over smooth hips so easily and his lovely erection sprang up to slap his tummy, the feel of this thighs was near overwhelming...and I could only bury my face in his lovely groin as shaking I reached round for his buttocks. As my hands cupped each lush cheek I felt him thrust into my face the meaning unmistakable I took his penis between my lips "Oh yes, I've been wanting you to do that ...just kiss it, near the tip... like that, oh lovely, oh God, you don't have to suck it...I'll cum if you do....that's better, we'll make this one last shall we..it's our first....I haven't any..cream or anything, ooh, you've found me there, careful - I've only let special people ...do this, I really shouldn't, shouldn't be letting you....but...it's so nice what you're doing, keep kissing the tip...like that as you feel me...behind. My knees are getting wobbly...and I'm so randy...have you got anything? I had some Vaseline and now came the exciting part, anointing my beauty and inserting fingers deep inside those swelling cheeks... "God, God, I shouldn't...I know what comes next....I shouldn't...can't help it...too randy...and I like you, but the size of that penis...oh God....put lots of stuff on it, please." By now I myself was hopelessly aroused, I stood and clutched him to me as helpless I nuzzled that lovely neck, ran lips over flushed cheeks and then..lifting him in my arms carried him unresisting to my room, this was a supremely beautiful young boy I had laid tossing and turning on my bed, frontal sex was out - I'd cum within a minute while looking into those lovely features so reluctantly turning him on one side and raising his leg I spooned up behind him. Now the problem of entry, I was beginning to suspect his experience was limited, so gently, gently was the operative word, as requested I had of course lubricated myself too, just as well. I found his entrance ok but then it became tricky, gentle pressure got nowhere so thinking hard I eased up, instead I began whispering endearments as I caressed the rigid boy "When I first saw you, saw you properly that is, I knew I had to make love to you, not just sex - you're too special ....and when you came up to me as I was working, my heart skipped, such a lovely face just next to mine, thought I was dreaming and here I am holding you like this, what lovely legs too, here let me reach in front, ooh yes, you are still hard, you feel beautiful, is this nice when I do it?" I felt him relax as I masturbated him some more, my own penis had been in position all this time and imperceptibly, I felt it slipping in...ever so cautiously I maintained the pressure and suddenly there came a gasp "You're doing it..its going in, stop....stop...now, a bit more...that's it, wait let me get used to you, oh it hurts (here I began to withdraw) NO! Keep going, I want you to, no one's...been able to before....Oh God, love me some more, that's it....I like that, just hold me close, so nice I feel you care, don't you?" I continued to caress the distracted boy who snuggled back against me, in doing so I of course entered him further "Relax sweetie, just relax, nearly there, so close, and you're so lovely, beautiful boy.....aren't I the lucky one.....God...we're there, you clever, clever sweetie!" Hopelessly tight as he had been, somehow we'd made it...and I wasn't going to risk anything now...he lay gasping partly in shock and pain and partly in elation - he needed time to adjust and I was quite happy to lie there fondling the gorgeous bundle in my arms. I think he knew this because after a while I felt him stir, a tentative thrust and he winced, then another, and another as I let him set the pace, it was thrilling to have this boy so painfully impale himself and then set about pleasuring us both. I waited until he had withdrawn his hips a fair distance and then asked him to hold things there....now most of my penis was exposed and scooping up the lubricant I carefully anointed the shaft to the point where it entered him....then let myself sink back between my new lover's buttocks. As we progressed, his motions became more pronounced and eventually I could feel myself withdraw to the very tip and then plunge back up, he too seemed more at ease, relaxed now the wonder of this new experience was turning him on and sensing this, I reached over and idly began to masturbate him...I needn't have bothered, urgently I heard him say it "Something strange is happening, stop doing that for a minute can you please...I want to see what's going on..." In gentle rhythm we thrust and withdrew, I felt his breathing quicken and wonderingly he observed "It's building up, it's nice...oh nice, lovely feeling, wonder what...oh God! Oh God! Oh, oh, oh....I'm shooting cum, everywhere, hadn't touched myself.....and I've cum" As the shaking boy began to subside I let myself release my own offering, with arching back he accepted load after load until both subsided shaky and happy. "You clever, clever darling" I murmured to the glowing boy "You came inside and on your very first go...I am lucky aren't I....you're so beautiful... and so lovely and tight...I'm glad I'm the first...lucky me!" He looked up with wondering eyes "You know, but it feels so..empty...now without you in there...it hurt so much at first....but now it's almost as if I need you in me again......if we rest for a while...do you think you could...? I leaned over and kissed him full on the lips as his arms twined around my neck.