Date: Fri, 26 Jan 2018 07:58:17 +0000 From: Paul Smith Subject: The Playing fields Part 3 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 Later that morning, I went back to the electronics shop and talked to the same Indian guy, explaining I wanted to add sound to my camera. I explained that the installation had gone very well, but I wanted to hear any phone calls etc. He had the perfect microphone for me and it sounded really easy to set up. I went home and set up the microphone. As the guy said, it was very easy to install and I hoped it would work. After spending a few hours working on my house, I realised it was early afternoon and that the boys would be out soon to play rugby. I went upstairs and the boys turned up almost immediately. I got the binoculars out and found my boy, it was wonderful to see him running around, knowing I had see his bits and seen him wanking. I followed him around through the binoculars and couldn't help stroking myself, imagining that willy bouncing around in his shorts. I also, spotted the second boy who had turned up this morning and having had a blow job didn't seem to have dented his energy levels, in fact he was one of the best players on the other field. I watched him score a try and get hugged by all the other players.... Was it my imagination or did on of the other boys grab him briefly by the balls?? He didn't seem to react to it, so I thought I must have dreamt it. All too soon, the rugby games were over, and the boys, after chatting briefly together, started walking back to school. As if on cue, my boy (I'd started to think of him as my boy) peeled off from the group and started walking towards my house. I dropped my binoculars and rushed down to the shed, to be ready for when he came into the outhouse. I heard the door squeak and then my phone beeped. I froze in fear, realising that it was the notification that the motion sensor had been activated..... The boy didn't seem to notice and seemed to be in a rush to have a pee as he pulled his shorts and pants down in one go and started peeing like a horse. Again I was mesmerised by this beautiful willy peeing right in front of my eye. He seemed to go on for a long time until the stream slowed and finally stopped. Unlike last time, I'd taken my trousers down and was slowly stroking myself, trying hard not to make a sound.. He shook his willy and then pulled his foreskin back again to shake it again. I wonder who had taught him to do that? The sight of that beautiful knob was amazing and I sure hoped that the camera was recording. I was disappointed to see him turn around and assumed he'd be off, but he proceeded to sit down on the loo and start slowly stroking his willy. I had a great view and I could see his willy slowly get hard and the tip starting to poke out of his foreskin again. He bent over and started fishing around in his shorts and brought out his phone. I couldn't see what he was doing, but he was moving his fingers around until he seemed to be happy and put his hand back on his willy, whilst his other hand was holding the phone. Whatever he was looking at got him very excited as he started moving his hand faster and faster until his whole body went rigid and then shook. He let go of his willy and I watched it slowly droop for it's hard state and his knob disappear into the folds of his foreskin. He got up, pulled up his shorts and left. I went back to the house to review the video footage and it was wonderful, perfectly placed to catch everything and I knew I would be wanking over that for some time to come. I realised that I would need a larger hard drive to store all the footage on, so went back to the Indian guy and got the largest external hard drive that they had. On the way back I passed a newsagents and had a bright idea, so stopped, went in and started browsing the top shelf. I selected a soft porn girlie magazine which showed naked women in lots of different poses and a gay (or maybe it was for girls) magazine which showed naked blokes, some soft and some hard, stroking their cocks. I wondered what the boy's reaction would be when he found those two magazines in the outhouse..... Hope you enjoyed this part of the story, as ever, feedback is appreciated..... Paulsmith197074@gmail.com