Date: Thu, 26 Feb 2009 05:43:41 EST
From: Writersinterlude@aol.com
Subject: Autumn Dig

Autumn  Dig
Copyright Alex Carr 2009.

It was always the same with Ned, he just loved to get me inside his potting
shed  with the story he wanted me to help with the  allotment Autumn  dig. I
fine tale as I very soon discovered the second time I went to help him  for a
fiver. I was so cheap too, considering the extras he got, and by the time  I
wised up he'd  dibbed me several times. But now I'd put my charges up, he
groaned some at the new fee of a twenty pound note but, accepted  - having  the
sheer audacity in saying that I'd miss his weekly service too if he didn't  pay
up.

What did he mean, `service' I wasn't reliant on him, had plenty of other
guys interested, there was Danny for instance - now there was a quality fuck,
once you'd been with Danny you knew it, but that was a non profit arrangement,
something we both wanted to share of each other  - and how. But visiting  Ned'
s allotment once a week kept me in food at least, at first it seemed like a
real pain, literally the first once or twice he put his dibber in, me spread
across the bench, him behind working it deeper and deeper - hurting like hell
at  first - I plead with him to give it some lubrication, anything, the
trouble was  his huge dibber was bone dry, and needed something to help ease it in,
He found  some Vaseline on the top shelf. "I'll try this," he said literally
taking a  finger full of the stuff and pushing it up my ass, like I was some
sort of rag  doll - I complained bitterly, but it was on deaf ears, he rimed me
anyway,  stretched it and manoeuvred his fingers inside until, I have to
admit, it felt a  lot easier, when he slid it into me again, fucked it with heavy
lasting thrusts  until he came strong with a blast of energy, his throat
giving sounds like a  mating Lion, and there was I, slung over the bench at the
other end of it,  feeling his cum ooze out of me when I put my fingers there to
see if there was  any blood, because that's what it seemed like before the
Vaseline treatment. But  Ned assured me it was fine, said I just needed working in
that's all, that next  time it would be fine and we could have a ball, he
said he had other ideas too,  my mind boggled as he put his dibber away after
cleaning it down with a man  sized tissue.

But for now, life was fine, Monday's with Ned in his potting shed and
Sundays with Danny. I had the best of both worlds, the always generous fucking  from
Danny who loved to suck cock and loved me to suck his too, usually at the
same time - he was the gentle guy, letting me have the full thrill of his slim
seven inches whilst Ned liked it rough, altogether different, wanting to
master  and control me, whereas Danny simply wanted to share the things we both had
in  common.

And inside  Ned's potting shed  something was different every  week, somehow
he'd even manage to fit a small mattress inside and, there,  hanging on the
hooks there appeared harnesses, small canes and paddles and  things - assuming
it was all intended of use with me - that he didn't have  another attending his
dibber - maybe I would have to increase my fee once again  for `services
extraordinaire' if he had any intention of using that gear on  me.

It wasn't apparent until, one Monday, having sucked and wanked him me knelt
on the floor before him, gulping his thick dibber to cum as he placed his
rough  hands around the back of my head, pulling it forward as I took him in, then
 releasing as he took it away - then, following the pattern of how it had
become,  I stood up, turned and spread myself  wide open for his across the
bench,  it was just high enough  for me to bend over enough to give  him a good
presentation of my ass and balls, that's how I liked it, it hade  become very
thrilling for me to be all that for him, to feel his busy tongue  lick and
explore my in every direction, and he loved it so much, his mouth  almost eating me
as he cupped my balls and then wanked me to stiffness, then  taking the
spurts of my cum in the palm of his hand, smearing the fluid over my  ass cheeks
and into my hole, a fine lubrication indeed, better than Vaseline,  not as
though I needed so much now, I was well and truly stretched both by Ned  and Danny
- it seemed there was never any problem any more in that direction.  Which was
so nice too, it made for much more sensual feelings and it came to the  point
I was aching for cock, feeling it ease and throb inside me, a wonderful,
heavenly feeling, a feeling that everything is okay with the world. The extreme
thrill of tasting cock, making it primed, feeling his balls, kneading and
squeezing until he begged to fuck me, was paramount.

Anyway come yesterday, he still in full penetration inside me, he stopped a
while, as he did sometimes, it was good too, he held it there for a long time,
I  could feel the beating inside, he was manoeuvring my buttocks as he was
wedged  inside, it felt like I was his to control and do what he wanted, I could
not  move anyway, he had me locked in position.

Then he spoke deliberately into my ear as he slowly started to move inside
me again, "I want you ass over my lap, boy - and it in tight jeans, let's
start  with a good spanking, then see what is for afters!"
The mind took a while to  absorb that he had said, so this guy was into
spanking. And how did I feel about  that. In my mind the fee was rising again, but
to what result, I mean maybe this  was going to sting, "Well it will at first
, lad - like it did when I first  fucked you, but trust me, you will enjoy
eventually."

Eventually? Was the reply in my mind, how long would that be? When he asked
me to don my jeans again, and bend steeply over his lap, he said for me just
to  wiggle it - me thinking it was just another fantasy, that he would get a
kick  out of feeling me through my jeans, but it was to be more than that, when
I felt  the slap of the palm of his hand come down, first on one cheek and
then the  other. HE was yelling:  "you naughty boy, I shall teach you!"   I
felt my bum begin to sting, the way he was coming down on me, like he was in
some sort of hypnotic state  - I asked him to stop, it was really stinging  by
then, felt like it was burning up.

"Take ; `em down, let's see!"  Ned demanded.
He was serious, like  his tongue was hanging out, he had a great need to see
my plum red bum he said,  I wiggled my legs to remove my jeans, got them down
to my knees when he said  that's enough. I felt him taking it all in, then his
hand, gently now massaging  each cheek individually. "You will grow to like,
you shall see, lad, now let me  massage some of this baby cream in and it will
feel much better, then I'll give  you a good wank, `how's that?"

But Ned's fun was hindered by a knock at the door.
Ned put his fingers  to his lips, whispering to me to keep still and quiet.
"That you in there,  Ned" was the shout.
He whispered our secret must be kept and anyway, I was in  rather an awkward
position, ass propped up over his lap showing all.
But then  came a huge thud bursting the latch on the inside of the door and
there. Low and  behold stood this guy, about fifty.
"Oops, sorry Ned - it's just that I heard  these noises, thought you had
thieves like!"
"John, you  wont tell  anybody, will you" said Ned looking terribly
embarrassed. I glanced around and  saw this John taking a good gander at me.
He seemed to be in deep thought for  a moment and then boldly announced. "
Give us a piece of the action and I'   promise, I haven't seen a thing out of
the ordinary."
"You mean you would  like to...?"
"Well it looks very tasty to me, and it's been so long since me  and the
wife were together," he said rubbing himself. What do you think,  lad?"
I thought about it, in for a penny I was thinking, would make him pay.  He
agreed, I could see he was rampant for it, already he was touching me,  stroking
my butt as I was still stretched over Ned.
"Better move it, Pete"  Ned said to me, over the bench would be favourite
okay?"
I moved and took the  bend across the bench, presenting my now well spanked
ass for servicing.
"You gonna stay or wait outside, Ned?" Asked John.
"Will stay, protect my  goods, want to see this."
"He's got a lovely ass, Ned - you chose well. You  are a bit of an elusive
character, but I don't blame you, this is just asking  for it."

I glanced behind me again, wanted to see what I had coming, he was already
hard as can be, he unzipped himself rapidly, he was in a hurry and I knew it
would be a quick one, when he worked it into me I yelled, he was bigger than
Ned  by far but showed no remorse, he fucked like an animal, his strong hands
gripping my sides, and when he came, he came so strong, the grunts the groans
and all.

And it didn't stop there, soon both guys were naked, both taking turns with
me as I sucked the other. I loved that, to suck and be fucked at the same
time,  there was a certain electricity about it, and John's cock was cut too which
made  for a different and thrilling cock suck, loving to roll the head inside
my  tongue curled around it as Ned fucked me deep so beautifully, then the
change  around, it was Ned's cock then, foreskin and all, the sniff and taste
was  different, made for a lovely variation, and I discovered how John liked me
to  suck as different to Ned, he liked the sideways approach, the deep squeeze
of  his balls as I wanked his cock into my mouth, his cum oozing out over my
face,  at the same time feeling Johns hit cum run down my ass cheeks. My hole
was numb.  My mouth was numb, and soon my ass was too as John wanted some of
the spanking  action he'd seen when he came through the door. Funny how you get
used to  something different when you learn to enjoy it, dutring the next few
days my ass  was gonna get a lot of attention that way - and I simply loved
it, both guys  were different in their own way  - John liked me propped over
the bench  spread eagled  when he used the Back  a hair rush to flare me up with
 a sound best of five on each cheek, the slaps, the sounds and the grunts of
pure  pleasure and enjoyment was really something, and to ease away any pain
there  was, as by the time they'd finished, it was quite numb anyway, a
pleasurable  numbness at that - I felt them take full advantage of my hole, sucking
and  teasing it, cock wanking and teasing  - then the smothering John like to
give me one end, as Ned fucked me, my legs wrapped around his back, the other,
I  just wanted to smell and taste of cock and balls, and John certainly knew
how to  roll it all over my face, feeling the heaven of it as he came so
strong, teasing  his hot cum into my mouth. BY which time Ned had well and truly
fucked me,  feeling him cum too inside me, was so good.

What an episode in my life that was, unfortunately it was never repeated,
not like that anyway. You see John had a heart attack and that was that, but he
died happy and to this day, I can still feel him as deep in my ass as he was
in  my mouth.