Date: Sun, 21 Jan 2018 18:36:33 +0000 From: Paul Smith Subject: The Playing fields part 2 This story is fiction, written by an author over the age of 18. All names, places, descriptions, and events are purely fictional and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. This work contains intimate acts between adult males and youths over the age of 10 but if that scenario offends you, please discontinue reading any further. Nifty is a wonderful resource and needs to be funded to continue. If you enjoyed the story, or any other stories, please donate to nifty so that we can all enjoy more stories in the future.... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I spent that evening reliving those few minutes watching through the hole and resolved to go off the next morning to find a camera. My cock was rubbed raw by the time I finally managed to fall asleep and I had the best nights sleep I've had for a long time. The next morning I went off to an electrical store run by an Indian and talked to the manager, explaining I needed a very discreet high quality video camera as I thought my cleaner was stealing things off me and I wanted to get proof. He showed me a few things, including a camera hidden in a clock, but I thought I couldn't put anything like that in the loo. He eventually showed me a tiny camera that had Wi-Fi capabilities, which would work perfectly. It was outrageously expensive, but I thought if I got some good footage on it, it would be worth every penny. I got back home and thanked my luckily stars that the outhouse was built from wood, so it was easy to drill a few holes in the ceiling to install the camera and replace the wood so that it was pretty much invisible. The Indian guy had also sold me a motion sensor, explaining you could link it up to the camera and you would get a notification when it was activated and it would automatically record when it sensed movement. Sadly there were no rugby game that day, so ergo no boys, but I was looking forward to the next afternoon and hoping the boy would come back. The next morning around 7.30, my phone bleeped, saying the motion sensor had been activated, so I opened the video app and looked at what was being recorded. It was an old bloke, around 60, with a small backpack, who had come in. I watched him put the backpack down, open it up and take out a couple of cloths and clean the loo and surrounding area. Well, that explains why it looked so well kept, but I couldn't understand why he would do that. Once he'd finished cleaning, he took his trousers and pants down and sat on the loo. I assumed he was planning to have a shit, but after a few moments, I realised he wasn't and was just sitting there, idly fiddling with his rather small and wrinkly cock. I propped my phone up on the table, so I could watch what was happening whilst I prepared my breakfast. Nothing happened for quite a while and I was tempted to turn the phone off, thinking it's just some old guy, whiling away his time sitting on a loo. I got distracted doing bits and pieces but eventually glanced at the phone again and saw the guy was still there, but the door was opening. This boy walked in and didn't seem to be surprised to see the man there sat with his trousers and pants around his ankles. This piqued my interest and I sat down to watch what would happen next. To be honest, the boy wasn't very good looking. He must have been around thirteen, with glasses and an unruly mop of black hair, slightly overweight and rather nerdy looking. He walked straight up to the man and dropped his trousers and pants, revealing an already erect cock, which certainly was far better looking than the boy and he pushed it straight towards the mans face. The guy opened his mouth and took the cock straight in. I couldn't believe what I was seeing!! The boy was on the cusp of puberty, I could see there were a couple of hairs above his cock, and I wondered whether he could cum yet. The man was giving him a great blowjob, licking his knob and taking him down all the way to the root of his cock and then also took his balls into his mouth as well. The boy didn't last long and I could see him shuddering against the man's face and then he turned around, pulled up his clothes and walked out. I couldn't tell whether he'd actually been able to spurt or not and any evidence had gone straight in the guy's mouth, but he had definitely enjoyed it! I envied the guy and wondered how long this had been going on for. He was still sat on the loo, with a smile on his face.. Lucky guy! I wished the camera had sound as well so I could hear as well and I thought I would go back to the Indian guy to see how I could add sound to it, had to think about how that would work with the story of my cleaner.. I left the phone on as I cleared up my dishes, occasionally glancing at it, but nothing had changed, the guy was still sitting in the loo. I glanced back at the phone after a few minutes and saw the door opening again. In walked another boy, and this one was definitely very cute, blond hair, around 12, with a slim frame, wearing shorts. Again, he didn't seem surprised to the the man there, and without seeming to say anything, dropped his shorts and pants and walked straight up to the man's face. His willy was still soft, but perfectly formed, uncircumcised, with a longish foreskin. I was now very jealous as I watched the guy engulf his willy and balls as well. After licking like mad for a while, the guy came up for air, and I could see that the boy's willy was now fully erect and his foreskin had drawn back, exposing a beautiful purple knob, glistening wet from the man's saliva. How I wished I was that man.... He took the boy's willy back into his mouth and proceeded to go up and down on his small shaft, quicker and quicker until the boy arched his back and shivered like mad. Without further ado, the boy pulled up his shorts and ran out of the loo. The man sat back with a massive grin on his face. I was pretty sure that was a dry cum but the guy was licking his lips.. maybe just from the taste of that young piece of meat. The guy kept on sitting there for a while and I wondered whether he was waiting for another boy, but eventually he looked at his watch. It was 8.30 and all the kids would have now been in school. He stood up, pulled his trousers up and wiped around with one of his cloths before leaving. Hope you enjoyed this part of the story, as ever, feedback is appreciated..... Paulsmith197074@gmail.com