Date: Thu, 6 Jun 2013 13:50:17 +1000 From: Paul Hart Subject: Waking up Part 1 Waking up Part 1 Summer holidays - those lovely long ones - were usually spent with my parents, in Africa, the rest of the time I was shunted from relative to relative in between school terms, I'd been boarding in the UK since the age of 9 and it had become a way of life...though I did look forward to my time out from the cold grey skys I still associate with england. With the tropic change came the change of dress, open sandals, skimpy shorts and loose shirt...and I noticed the warmer temperatures did other things to me too...new feelings strange but nice began to emerge..as if my development were accelerating beneath the sun...and at night...strange dreams and I'd always awake at the point when..they became exciting...so, it was a time of exploration too...of awakening. Both my parents worked..in part to pay school fees but in my mother's case to alleviate boredom, this meant I was alone in the house all day but I didn't mind, roaming the huge grounds was fascinating. Occasionally a company employee would drop by, routine maintenace work perhaps or simple inspection - I never knew but one in particular would turn up more frequently, after a few visits I got to know him and he'd stay and chat. We were relaxed and easy, occasionally I'd notice his glance stray...always to my shorts where a bare leg protruded..I didn't mind and for some reason I actually felt good...that nice feeling would grow and I'd want - well I didn't know what I wanted. Anyway he was friendly company that broke the usual boredom. I became quite familiar with him, it was nice to have a sympathetic grown up around so when he casually remarked "You should wear something..under there you know..these insects and things, they can crawl up and well...I can see right up from here...He went quiet, so did I, it's hard to describe the feelings that welled up...I knew I was being "naughty"...so I moved my leg a bit "Can you still see?" He answered..."Well move it a bit...this way, yes...that's better...here let me..." He was staring fixedly down the leg of my brief shorts, I'd sat with a knee up and it obviously left little to the imagination, his next move was to put a hand on my knee, shifting it he pronounced "There, that's it...yes I can tell you've nothing on under there...but I think it's nice like that..comfortable too isn't it?" I gulped for my throat was going funny, I liked him looking up my shorts, I decided...and strange things were happening so I let him look, even asking if I needed to move some more...this was very nice. "That's a lovely view...did you know what nice thighs you have? I love seeing a boy in short shorts and yours are just right...they leave just a little bit to the imagination - not too much though" Here he chuckled and placed a hand on one of them, I didn't budge and wondered what he'd do next, the answer wasn't long in coming. He seemed to hold his breath (so did I!) as his fingers krept up, up and then under my pants, he hesitated then sensing no reaction from me..on he went...suddenly, he was at my prick. I was already stiff and feeling this he began to play with me. I now know of course that I was being mollested but at the age of 11 I was in no position to judge, rather, I sat there enjoying what he was doing to me. He edged closer so we were sat side by side and there he continued to fiddle with me. Something must have signalled him that I was ready for his next words were "I know...lets go into my van...we could get into trouble if anyone saw us, is that ok? It will be safe and quiet....right then, come with me". I nipped along behind him, inside the dark interior I made out a mattress, he helped me up and began to divest my clothes, starting with my shirt "My what a pretty boy you are...what's these then?" He was gently tweaking my nipples...I liked it...actually made be feel funny...down between my legs after a bit...then tiring of this his hands were at my waist, hooking his thums over he tugged, my shorts slid down. He sat there silent, feasting his eyes, this was for him was the serious bit, laying me down he began to run his hands over me mostly concentrating on my groin and buttocks...I didn't then realise what the attraction was 'back there', I liked it when his hands moved up my thighs and when he fingered my little prick..I shivered - WOW! He did this for a bit then suddenly ducked his head, to my shock he took my prick in his mouth and began to suck...oooh...I'd never felt anything so good! I lay there in his van while he did all sorts of things with me...he even stuck a finger up my behind - I wasn't sure what to make of that. Thinking back it's surprising what someone can do with a boy, the pleasure they can give, you can do probably about as many things as you can with a little girl really, and your 'prick' is much easier to find! After giving me a thorough sucking my friend was breathing hard, suddenly he said "Here, see this...this is how yours wil look..." He undid his zip and pulled out his own prick...it was VERY stiff and well, I'd never seen one like that before. I said "Ooooh, wow....does it hurt?" "No, no, its feeling very nice and that's what happens, so if a nice boy like you were to hold it...sort of...I'll show you something!" I was naked with my legs wide open when he leaned forward and with two fingers, carefully began to move my prick up and down "See this, what I'm doing? Well, with your hand, just do the same sort of thing for me....you'll start to feel extra nice soon!" So, we settled back to do things with each other's pricks and he was right, I did start to feel extra nice 'down there' and soon he began to breath very hard...he got me to stop "Not yet, no not yet - you have to make it last, too much hurry and you spoil things...just take it slowly...very slowly and you'll enjoy it much more - see?" Even then I had a good idea as to how much he was enjoying our session, after all how often would he be able to enjoy a naked 11 year old in the back of his van? Our next session followed several days later, this time I wore my briefest possible shorts, looking in the mirror I was pleased with my legs, they were long and thin and I could just imagine men wanting to but their hands up my thighs! I shivered as I thought it and started to get that nice feeling so experimentally, I slipped my pants down and in front of the mirror began to copy what my friend had done...it was nice watching the action like that! Sure enough, that lovely exciting build up and then - WOW! I decided to do it to myself more often. Later I heard the sound of tyres scrunching on gravel and out I went. This time we didn't muck around, it was straight into the back of his van where without delay he undressed me...I liked lying there naked for his inspection, I even opened my legs wide so he could feel me better "That's nice...so nice, I do like what you do...ooooh, yes it feels SO good!" It really DID feel good, even thinking back now I get a kick out of it, I enjoyed every minute. Some time passed quietly as we became intent on what we were doint, I was more familiar with his much larger prick by now of course and enjoyed running fingers over the shily smooth bit on top. Suddenly my friend suggested "Tell you what, how about we suck each other? Is it a deal? Think you can do it?" I was a bit nervous considering the size of his penis but decided it would probably fit in my mouth, beside it felt good beneath my hand, sort of soft and silky. As I hesitated he ducked his head, I was on my back and had my legs apart and I could watch as he took me in his mouth...and it felt so good. "We'll take turns then I'll show you something else we can do!" Well, I could only try...he tasted rather nice and I loved the texture, sure he was a mouth full but then I noticed, as I sucked him his breathing got all funny and he started to stroke my head, eventually he called "There that's fine....have a rest now!" Then he showed me what else we could do, it meant that if I lay sort of head down and he lay the other way - we could suck each other! We did this for a while and this time...wow! My prick really had fun, I had a wonderful funny feeling like when I'd done it by myself only this time...I sort of felt all...well dirty sexed up with it? He told me I'd com and what it meant, I wonder if he'd cum when I sucked but he said better not...I'd swallow too much...he showed me what he meant. As I watched he began to move up and down on his prick faster and faster and...suddenly all this white sort of stuff came out...heaps and heaps, he said when I was older I'd do it too! Well, my friend visited a few more times and he told me I was now very good at making a man feel great, all sexy - and not to forget to do it to myself regularly too - for practice he said. Then it was end of holidays and back to school.