Date: Wed, 25 May 2022 04:06:45 +0000 From: Jack Queen Subject: Young Apprentice Part 1 This is a complete work of fiction/fantasy. Please do not read this story if it is illegal in your area. Please remember to donate to nifty.org http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you like to contact Jack Queen Prologue. (Gay, incest, adult-youth) A retired motor mechanic offers a young boy an apprenticeship. Young Apprentice. Part 1 (M+, b13, incest) I'm a retired motor mechanic and work part time from my garage doing services and repairs on small engines. Most of my time is spent servicing push lawn mowers and ride on lawn mowers, changing the oil and air filter and replacing the worn cutting blades. Every now and again I'm asked to repair a petrol generator or other small engines. So when Jeremy my neighbour's thirteen-year-old blonde-haired son, wheeled his motor bike into my garage and asked, "Can you have a look at my motor bike for me Mr Deakin, I can't get it to start." I replied, "I will be happy to have a look at your bike, Jeremy. Just let me finish fixing this lawn mower." "Is it going to cost me anything?" asked Jeremy. "I will give you a estimate after finding out what's wrong," I replied. After Jeremy, stood his bike up on the bike stand. He flopped down in a seat to watch me fixing the lawn mower. When I looked over at him and saw the outline of his cock in his leather pants, I was impressed by the size of his cock for a boy his age. After finishing and checking the repairs on the lawn mower. I had a look at Jeremy's motor bike and after trying to kick start the bike several times, I knew what was wrong. "Jeremy, your carburettor has a crack in it, you need a new one," I said. "What's a carburettor do?" asked Jeremy. "It mixes the air and fuel for the engine," I replied. "How much is a new one going to cost?" he asked. "They're about one hundred dollars," I replied. "Fuck, I can't afford that," cried Jeremy. "Can't your father buy one for you," I asked. "Nah, Dad said, that I have to pay for the petrol and anything else the bike needs," cried Jeremy. Ever since his mother had left, Jeremy had lived alone with his father and I knew that his father had fallen on hard times and that he was working doing odd jobs and looking for a full time work. "Why don't you find a job?" I said. "I've tried, everyone says I'm to young," said Jeremy. "What about delivering newspapers, cutting lawns?" I suggested. I've tried, they tell me I need to be fourteen and that's in another ten months," replied Jeremy. "How about if I gave you a job helping me after school?" I asked. "What would, I have to do?" Jeremy asked. "Clean and sweep my garage floor and do what ever else, I tell you," I said. "Really, you would give me a job?" cried Jeremy. "Yes, I would," I replied. Jeremy threw his arms around me and hugged me and said, "Thank you so much, when can I start." As Jeremy hugged me, I reached down and gave his ass a squeeze and pulled him against me, feeling his young cock in his tight leather pants press against my cock in my coveralls. "First, go home and ask your father if it's okay for you to work for me after school. Then come and tell me what your father said," I said. Jeremy rushed out my garage and headed home, fifteen minutes later he rushed back into my garage all excited and said, "Dad said, I can work for you after school." "Let me find you a pair of coveralls to wear," I said. When I found a small pair of coveralls that a previous young boy had worn when he had worked for me. I handed them to Jeremy and said, "Try these on, you might find it easier if you remove your leather jacket and pants before trying the coveralls on." I stood and watched Jeremy remove his leather jacket and then remove his tight leather pant. He stood in front of me naked, giving me a good look at his young cock. When he noticed me looking at his cock, he said, "I don't like wearing underpants with my leather pants." He then pulled on his coveralls, and said, "They fit perfect, thanks Mr Deakin, when can I start." "Jeremy, you can call me by my first name, Derek and you can start right now," I said. "Okay, thanks Derek," he said picking up the broom and sweeping the garage floor. Each time he heard the noise of his friends motor bikes he would look at me, after the third time, I said, "I will order a carburettor first thing Monday morning and it should be here by Wednesday." With the floor clean, he watched me fixing another lawn mower, asking me a lots of questions. "Jeremy do you know how to make a cup of coffee?" I asked. "Yeah, I make cups of coffee for my Dad," he replied. "Good, go into the backroom and make me a coffee, white with one sugar," I said. The garage backroom was used as a lunch room and office, it had a fridge and a kitchen table with three chairs, one of the chairs had broken and had been thrown out. There was a desk with a computer and phone and a swivel chair to sit at the desk. There was also two comfortable armchairs and a television hanging on the wall. After making me a coffee, I told Jeremy that he could grab a can of soft drink out the fridge. We sat at the table talking about his plans for the future, about school and girls. When he said, "I prefer riding my motor bike than girls." "Is that so?" I chuckled. He realised what he had said and started laughing and said, "I didn't mean it like that." By the end of the day, he had told me he wanted to race dirt bikes and wanted to buy a faster bike. When I told him that it was time to go home, I sat and watched as he removed his coveralls, giving me another good look at his young cock before pulling on his leather pants and jacket and heading home. Monday afternoon he came straight from school, I watched him undress out of his school uniform and was disappointed to see him wearing his white underpants. When he saw me staring at him, he hesitated for a few minutes then as if he knew what pulled his white underpants off letting me stare at his cock, before pulling on the coveralls. "Derek, did you order the carburettor for my bike?" asked Jeremy. "Yes, I went to the motor bike shop and ordered one and it should arrive on Wednesday," I replied. Jeremy then picked up a broom and began sweeping the floor of the workshop. When he had finished doing that, he washed the cups in the sink and wiped the kitchen table clean. Then asked, "Derek, do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?" "Yes, thank you," I replied. Jeremy called, "Derek, your coffee is ready." As I walked into the back room and sat down at the table, I pulled out a box of biscuits and said, "Help yourself and grab a can of soft drink out the fridge." As we sat at the table, having a drink and eating biscuits, we spoke about his day at school and my day at work. "When I told my friends that I'm working with you and your fixing my bike, they got jealous," said Jeremy. "Jeremy, I picked up some catalogues from the motor bike shop," I said and stood and grabbed them from my desk. When he saw that the catalogues were all about dirt bikes and had the prices in them. He threw his arms around me and gave me a hug and said, "Thank you, Derek." "You're welcome, you can take them home with you," I said. "I'm going to take them to school tomorrow," said Jeremy. "It's time for you to change and go home," I said. I sat there at the table watching him remove his coveralls and put his school uniform back on. He surprised me by coming over and giving me another hug and this time he gave me a kiss on my cheek and said, "Thanks again for the catalogues, see tomorrow afternoon, Derek." "You're welcome," I replied. On Tuesday when he came into the garage after school and had removed his school uniform, when he saw me looking at his cock he gave his cock a few pumps, making his cock bigger and harder before pulling on his coveralls. It looked like he was flirting with me, had Jeremy been told of my love of young boys. Wednesday morning, I went to the motor bike shop and paid for and picked up the carburettor for Jeremy's bike. When I returned to my garage, I changed over the carburettor and tried to start the bike, the bike started with the first kick. With another successful job done, I went about doing my other jobs. In the afternoon when Jeremy came into the garage after school, the first thing he asked, "Did the carburettor come in today, Derek?" "Yes, it did and your bikes all fixed," I said. "Can I take my bike for a test ride?" asked Jeremy excitedly. "Not in your school clothes, you can't," I replied. Jeremy quickly removed his school clothes, showing me how excited he was with a raging hard cock. After pulling on his coveralls, he kick started his bike and rode it out of the my garage and of down the street. I was surprised when he came back ten minutes later. "The bike engine has never been this good," cried Jeremy standing the bike up on its stand. "It's marvellous what a new carburettor does," I chuckled. "Can I leave my helmet and leathers and motor bike here in your garage?" Jeremy asked. "Of course you can, besides you still have to work for me until you pay for the carburettor," I chuckled. "That's okay, I like being here with you Derek," said Jeremy. "I like having you here. Jeremy, do you know what an apprenticeship is?" I asked. "Yeah, it's where you learn a trade," replied Jeremy. "I might be able to offer you a apprenticeship as a motor mechanic," I said. After removing his coveralls, letting me see his hard young cock, he reached into my coveralls and wrapped his hand around my hard throbbing cock and began stroking my cock and giggled, "Will this help you decide?" "Yes it will," I replied removing my coveralls. Jeremy, dropped to his knees and took my hard cock into his young mouth and began sucking my cock like a expert, I took hold of his head with both hands and began face fucking him with a passion, pumping his mouth up and down on my cock at a fast pace. When I started to squirt my hot cum into his mouth, I pulled his mouth onto my cock and squirted my cum down his throat. The way that Jeremy sucked and swallowed my hot cum, told me that he had done this before.