Date: Tue, 22 Nov 2011 23:13:48 +0000
From: deanwaltham@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: The Plumber M/t

What a way to spend a school holiday, stuck indoors on one of the few days
the sun shone waiting for the plumber to call! My mum was at work so it had
to be me. I could have been out with my mates in Southampton, or even gone
on my bike to Thatchers Copse and had some "fun"!! No, I was stuck inside
until some stranger came to fix the bog that wouldn't flush right!

I went on my computer whilst I was waiting and read a couple of stories on
Nifty Archive. I liked the Adult-Youth section best, older guys with teens
my age. Some of the stories were awesome, with men taking teens even if
they didn't want it. That was one of my fantasies. My only real action had
been in Thatchers Copse where men went for gay sex. Most of them were like
40 and older, some were over 60. They couldn't believe their eyes when they
saw a 15 year old wandering around looking for sex. Some couldn't believe I
was for real and wandered off. Some guy told me they might have thought I
was a police plant. A few did risk it and I sucked off some guys and they
sucked me off. Some of them wanted my bum but that was off limits. My bum
is small, not a nice bubble but like they go on about in the stories on
Nifty. Small with like a big dimple in each cheek. It was real sensitive
and I could get a stiffy if somebody just rubbed against it on the train or
a bus. I loved it being touched but was terrified of anything the size of
even a small cock going in there.

One guy asked but I refused, no way. He asked if he could lick my bum:
awesome I thought and said yeah please. I had sucked him and his was a nice
cock. It was about 18cm and normal thickness maybe 3.5cm across, and real
hard. I had a job getting it all in my mouth but he was happy with what I
could do. Anyway I was stupid enough to trust him and bent over a fallen
tree and he did lick my bum and it was amazingly awesome and really turned
me on. Then suddenly he held me down and shoved it in my bum. I screamed!!
He warned me to keep quiet or I might attract other men who would like to
do the same thing to me. He fucked me till I felt him cum and thank god I
realised he was wearing a condom. He collapsed against my back and waited
till he got his breath and then slowly pulled out. He took off the condom
and emptied it over my face where I had fallen onto the ground and curled
up in pain. My bum hurt so much it felt like it was on fire. He just
laughed and said that now I had been fucked I would always want it, and
that men would see I loved to be fucked in my eyes. He also said that I
must have really liked it cos even though I went soft when he shoved it in
I was now hard. I was so stupid I believed him. I never knew about the
prostate and what rubbing it could do to me. That night in bed I remembered
the feeling and I got so hard! I actually believed that I would only ever
want to be fucked now and that men would know.

Since then I had sucked off a few more men and been fucked two more
times. I always seemed to go for men who would hurt me and make me feel
dirty and disgusting. I would come home and scrub myself in the shower till
I almost was bleeding, but in bed I wanked off remembering. I was so
confused. I was 14 when I got raped, it was just over a year since it had
happened. I knew I was gay, and hated myself for being gay. I told nobody I
was gay or what had been done to me. I tried hard not to go with men but it
got too bad sometimes I just had to ride my bike 14 miles to the Copse and
it was usually me who picked up a man. I could pick up any man I wanted in
that wood, nobody ever turned me down. I would ride home again either with
a belly full of an old guys cum, or sitting real careful on the saddle cos
my bum hurt so much from a hard fuck.

The door bell went and I put my hard cock away and went down and opened the
door. It was the plumber. He looked about 35 maybe 40, I was not good at
ages. He had quite a good looking body and his jeans were a bit tight
around the crotch area showing quite a bulge. He had a bit of a belly, but
not too much,and his arms looked strong. i was sort of staring at his bulge
when I heard.

"Hello is your mum or Dad in, I've come to fix your toilet"

I looked up red faced and explained that my Dad was dead and my mum at
work. I had to show him where the toilet was. I took him upstairs and
showed him the toilet and bathroom. He dropped his tool bag and started
work. I watched him for a while then went downstairs.

After a bit I went up and asked him if he wanted tea or coffee, like my mum
had instructed. He was lying on the floor with his head in the cupboard
where the cistern was and I could see his bulge again, it looked even
bigger. I could feel my own cock getting harder and harder in my jeans. I
asked again about tea and he looked round at me, smiled, and said he would
have tea with milk and two sugars. He also said he was almost finished so
he would drink it downstairs if I didn't mind, and he winked at me!!

I knew I was going to have this guys cock.I wasn't sure how I was going to
do it, but I never had trouble getting a guy when I wanted one and I sotra
just felt he was gay, so it would be easy. My cock was now rock hard.

I made the tea and I heard the toilet flush and then the tap going in the
basin and then he came downstair.

I gave him his cup and as he drank I watched his bulge. I could see it was
getting bigger: I had him!

"Are you gay kid, you been looking at the cock since I knocked on the
door?"

Now I had never actually been asked this by anybody. In the copse they guys
were not interested in conversation. They just wanted to get off, and that
suited me.

"Er well I...."

"If you are not gay why do you stare at my crotch are all the time and why
is your prick hard and why have your flies been undone since you opened the
door? Been on your computer looking at porn before I arrived?" His voice
had an angry edge to it now.

This guy had worked me out! He knew what i had been doing when he knocked
on the door. He had caught me staring at his cock bulge, and he knew I was
gay.

"Well I, look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you mad. I'm not saying your
gay or anything honest. How much do we owe you, mum left some money to pay
you"

"I never said I wasn't gay did I? He still sounded angry. "Sex is sex kid
and a guy's mouth is a good as a bird's mouth and a fuck is a fuck. A guy's
arse is always tighter than a bird's arse, I don't know why"

"Oh er right yeah I guess."

"So you interested in me then nipper?"

I had him, I knew I could do it.

"Yeah if you like"

"Well actually I like very much, but no thanks kid"

What the hell was this all about. I ALWAYS got the men I fancied. Why was
this guy turning me down?

"What's wrong with me? Don't you like me?"

"Kid there's nothing wrong with you. To be honest your one of the most
attractive young guys I've seen for a long time. You got almost blonde
hair, you are slim. I love your eyes, and you have the neatest little arse
I've seen for many years"

"So what's wrong?"

"Well for a start your age. How old are you 14? I'm not like into risking
trouble with the police just for a quickie."

"I am 16" Well I would be in a month.

"I would need proof of that, but anyway I'm not into one off's with young
kids. I like to know the person I am having se with, bird or bloke, not
just Hello then wham bang thank you maam."

I couldn't get my head around this. I was being turned down!!! Had I lost
my appeal? was I too old not at almost 16?

"Well if I'm not good enough for you I better pay you so you can go"

"Hey kid don't get your briefs in a bother. The bill is £56 please."

I went to the drawer and got out the money Mum had given me and gave him
£60. He gave me the change, £4.  He handed me a card, it was his business
card.

"No need for a tip kid, being here with you was enough. Here is my card. If
ever you have trouble with your plumbing give me a call we can have a chat
about the problem over a coffee and maybe I will be able to sort out the
problem."

He smiled and then went to the door and left!!

I was totally confused. Here was a guy I had thrown myself at. he said I
was attractive but he turned me down! HTen he gave me his card and talked
about my plumbing, I didn't have any plumbing. I threw the card in the
rubbish bin and went upstairs to my room and threw myself onto the bed.

The bastard, the pig: I was so hard and so frustrated. His words went round
and round in my head and very very slowly the double meaning started to
form in my mind. He hadn't turned me down, he had given me the chance to
get in touch with him again. My plumbing he was talking about was between
my legs not in a bathroom!

Just over a week later, on a Saturday morning I rang his number from my
mobile. He answered it with his business name. I told him I had trouble
with my plumbing and wondered if we could talk about it over a coffee.

"Ah the fair haired hazel eyed kid with the tiny arse. How about Starbucks
int WInchester about 2.30 today?"

I was there and drinking my coffee when he arrived. He bought a coffee and
sat down at my table. We chatted about all sorts of thing, cricket, my
school, how I got to WInchester. He asked how and when my Dad died. He
wanted to know what I wanted to do after school and how I was doing. The
one thing he never mentioned was anything about sex!!!

We both had another coffee, and then another as we talked an talked and I
got more and more puzzled.

"So you say your 16 right Dean (I had told him my name by now). Well my van
is not far away and after three coffees you'll need to pee soon. The
toilets in this place are not good, my flat is not very far away and the
toilet is spotless"

We left Starbucks and we got in his van just round the corner in the car
park. We were at his flat in five minutes and he took me into the building
and up to his place. H went into a room, leaving me in the hallway and I
heard him having a pee.

"The toilet is through there so if you want to get rid of that coffee go
ahead. When you finished I will be in that room there." (He pointed to a
door).

I did need a pee, a big one, and then I walked through the door he had
indicated. It was a bedroom and he was naked on the bed. I stopped dead and
stared.

"Come on Dean you stared at it enough at your house, now you can see
it. Get naked and climb up here with me"

I did as he asked, well almost instructed. His voice was not angry but was
a sort of do as I say sort of voice. His cock was amazing. It had to be
over 20cm long and so thick I could hardly get my hand round it. I rubbed
it and he kissed me! Nobody had ever kissed me doing sex before. Then he
gave my head a gentle push. I knew what that meant. I had felt that before
in the copse. I bent over and did my best to take it in my mouth. It was
too long and too thick.

I gagged and did my best. He helped with more pressure. In the end he was
more fucking my mouth and throat then I was sucking him. He pulled out and
he sucked me. I was very horny and quite close. He pushed a finger in my
bum as he sucked, awesome! At the same time he squeezed my balls. That hurt
but it like stopped me cumming. He removed his finger and was doing
something and then I felt his finger go back in but it was slippery
now. The a second finger went in.

"Shit lad your tight, have you been fucked before?"

I was indignant

"Yes I have three times"

"Yeah so when were you last fucked"

"Five months ago!!"

"Then this is going to hurt you at first. I will be as gentle as I can but
I am going to have your bum. I can't turn it down now, and you did offer it
to me at your place didn't you."

He moved me onto my back and lifted my legs high up to my ears. He had them
against his shoulders. I felt his cock against my bum and felt him push. My
cock was hard and dripping. He pushed, it slipped in so the head was just
in the ring. I screamed!

"Im sorry kid, I am so sorry. I can't stop. I'm sorry".

He pushed more in and the lain went a bit after the head was passed the
ring. Then it built up again a more and more of it went into me and I had
to stretch round the very fat base of his cock. I could feel his pubes and
balls against my bum. He waited.

"My God Dean you are so tight and so warm. I'm sorry I hurt you and I know
I did you have gone soft"

I felt and I had gone soft. But that usually happened when guy fucked
me. Two times I had not got hard before they finished.

SLowly he pulled back and my bum relaxed against the shaft as it got
thinner. The he pushed back and I was forced to take that huge width
again. He kept doing this, very slowly. I felt the pain ease a bit. He
started to move faster. He grunted each time he threw his cock into me. At
last i started to get hard again

When he saw this he really started to fuck me. He was ramming it into
my. He was grabbing my tits and pinching and twisting them He was groaning
and moaning. I was whimpering and saying oh and ouch. He got faster and
faster. He kept calling me his bitch, his fuck whore and things like
that. I didn't mind It hurt like hell but at the same time it felt totally
awesome. I could tell he was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly I felt out of my head and I shot everywhere. I wasn't holding my
cock so it went over my face and my chest and over him and then back to my
chest. The he made a sort of very loud guttural sound in his throat and I
felt his cock jerk and jerk and jerk as he came. He really did bang it into
me each time he shot. I thought he was going to come out of my mouth! After
what seemed ages of him shooting he gave a huge sigh and fell onto my
chest. It was like he had died or something. It just lay there for what
seemed a life time but probably was only 5 minuted. He then pulled himself
up, moved slightly sideward and grabbed his cock as he pulled out. He had
worn a condom but he had cum so much and so hard I never realised that he
had.. He knotted it and put it on the cupboard by his bed.

He fell onto his back. slid his arm under my neck and pulled me to him. He
kissed me and I lay there is pain, in ecstasy, in love. I was still hard
even though I had cum. I don't know when I feel asleep but I suddenly woke
up as he gave me a cup of coffee.

"Hey Dean you sleepy sexy gorgeous kid, I should be getting you home. At 16
you are the youngest guy I have ever had sex with, but I got to say I think
the best""

I suddenly felt very bad. I knew I had lied. I had to tell the truth.  "I
am really really sorry but I am not 16. I almost am, in about 5 weeks, but
I am still 15. I am sorry, please don't be angry. I never meant to lie"

"Oh God, what have I done. You are still prison bait."

"Look, please I would never tell anybody honest never. I am not out. Nobody
ever had sex with me like that. I actually thought you liked me and that is
wasn't just the sex"

"I did Dean, I really did. But you are underage"

"I promise I would never tell anybody. I want to meet you again. I want to
be your bitch again. To have you fuck me like that again, please?"

"Oh shit Dean, look at you lying there naked, looking so beautiful. I could
rape you again right now"

"Please"

"No. I must get you home. But maybe next weekend?"

I'm not saying if this is a true story but I didn't mention the plumber's
name to protect him.

From Dean Deanwaltham@hotmail.co.uk