Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2018 16:18:34 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: PLAYGROUND LOVE PART FOUR PLAYGROUND LOVE PLAYGROUND LOVE PART FOUR © Van T Z Boi 2018 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter. A good supply of tissues should be close at hand in case of sudden emergencies!) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated, I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) From Part Three "Oh yessss," John's sibilant reply whispered in Tony's ear, "that was so amazing," he sighed and again stroked the face above him, he was conscious of the slow throbbing inside him and he felt the ebbing waves of his own boyish delights dying away as the love ripples subsided. Tony raised himself up and looked down at the delightful image of John's happiness blazing in the boys' eyes. His eyes roved down the silky ivory flesh, the very pink boyteats pointed and taut to where he could see the last few inches of his cock and the stiff boyrod that pulsed on John's groin. A heated lusting desire exploded inside him and he plunged his teencock back deep inside the wet moistness. John was pressed hard against the grassy mattress, his unasked question was being answered; they were going to do it again. His boybud swelled at the raging hammering that was battering him and the stars once more came out to play despite the afternoon sun shining brightly above them. Part Four John moaned as the amazing delightful pleasure resurfaced, the shivery thrills ran along his awakened nerves, the goosebumps of pure ecstasy prickled his skin and the empty sac beneath his cocklet quaked as the hidden buds tingled and itched. His cocklet pulsed and throbbed, sending more extraordinary messages flying along his sensory roads, the invisible tendrils of sensation upgraded to motorway routes of delirious joys. His body moved of its own accord, his legs opening wider to permit the closest of contact between Tony's teenage rampant dick and his boypussy, his body writhed and twisted as the revving jolts of pleasure bounded along his highways, motoring into his head where the explosions, the fireworks floated and boomed inside his imagination. He trembled and quivered as the heat came upon him again, his boypussy pulsing heavily around the forceful plunger that provided the gateway to pleasure unbound. Tony grunted as his dick was assaulted by the virginal boypussy, the quickening undulations pleasuring his cock and his ego, the delectation intensified as John's dry climax rocked both of them. `This is much more than with any other virgin,' Tony's recollections told him and his dickmind confirmed the thought, `John is proving to be really special,' he thought as his own heated itching tingling burst into sensual flame. Wanting desperately to prolong the delicious delights, Tony slowed and kept the level of pleasure at the point of pre-climax, teasing his dick with John's swelling boybud, he could feel the bud clearly now, it was harder to push against, the spongy interior filling with plasma as his cock had bloated with lustblood. Slowly now he rode the tight boypussy, John stretching and wriggling as the pleasure waves rolled back and forth. Instinctively John's hand's gripped Tony's forearms, Tony felt the quiet abrupt tensing as John's body readied itself, then the grinding compression on his prickhead tightened and pulsed harder and stronger than before. John grunted as the white heat exploded once more inside and around his head, the stars novaing again and again as his dry cum shattered his body and mind. He felt his cocklet ride against Tony's taut stomach muscles, the slim pencil rubbed skin against skin, the pleasure adding to the internal combustion of pure boyjoy. John gasped and groaned; his head turning back and forth as the lust drove his boy bud onwards. Tony grunted as well, his balls lurched, the furry spheres bouncing against John's soft backside as his flaring dick burst inside the tight funnel and his cock spewed his spunk deep inside John's boycunt. The sperms rocketed inside the moist tunnel seeking the non-existent eggs to fertilise but all they found were their older brothers who had spawned before them. Tony slowly sank down on John's body, both of them were at the ebbing ends of orgasm, Tony's dick pulsing and drooling inside the hidden tunnel and John's body twisting and quivering in a gentler manner as his joys subsided. He could feel the wet moistness, the strange swellings of Tony's cock as it gradually shrank; his own boyglove continuing to hold the diminishing fleshy tube, the entwined bodies staying joined together. He became aware of the funny tickle as Tony's balls jerked against his skin, the curly hairs tickling against his satiny flesh. Somehow their lips found each other, the kiss was sweet and yet sensual, John knowing somehow that things had changed forever between them, Tony knowing his own world was changed too, and yet there was a peculiar sense of loss overlooming what had happened. `Why have I found this now,' he asked himself, `I will have to leave school soon, leave John behind when I go, sixteen can be a cruel age sometimes,' he held the mournful thought inside himself as the moment was too special to ruin. The kiss continued, sweet thoughts only flowing through their befuddled minds. The sun shone bright, as bright as the expression in John's eyes as he looked at his lover, `he is my lover,' the no longer virginal ten-year-old said to himself, `love' was also one of the things running inside Tony's head too. At last they parted, Tony easing his swollen but floppy teenage rod out of John's boypussy, he consoled John as the boy felt the strange disconcerting loss for the first time. "Don't worry," he whispered as John clung to him, his young fingers seeking the slimy tube to try and reinsert it, "I will be back inside you soon," his whisper did little really to stem the disappointment that John felt but as he kissed Tony and his nostrils filled with the rich scent of spunked cock rising up from Tony's groin, he felt slightly better. "It needs cleaning," Tony said as they both looked at the fat sausage, the glimmerings of precum shining in the sunlight. John kissed the spermy tip, tasting the mixture of his own and John's juices for the first time. Gently he licked the bloated skin, cleaning of the sticky juices until Tony's dick gleamed only with his saliva. Tony in return pushed John onto his back and sucking John's cocklet and sac into his mouth sucked and licked and suckled the ten-year-old to another body wrenching dry cum, he could smell his sperms around John's pussy and it enraged his desires and his cock. John felt the sticky pulse against his leg; he knew it for what it was and his hand reached down to caress the growing teenage prick. He felt a sudden and unexpected twinge between his legs, he jerked slightly as the itching tingle expanded and demanded scratching, `it's like when you get water in your ear,' he thought, `you don't know where it is, you just can't reach it but it itches away and irritates,' this tingling itch however knew what it needed to scratch it. John stroked the swelling fleshy tube, Tony sighing as his cock swiftly engorged itself with lust heavy blood. "Do you wan...?" He began but John was already nodding and moving. "No," Tony chuckled, "time for another lesson," he smiled and lay on his back. "Climb on," he said as his cock stood up tall and achingly lastingly proud from his nest of curly hairs. John swiftly clambered over Tony's stomach, he felt the hot length of Tony's dick against his backside, the tip moist was wet against his lower back. "How?" he asked puzzled. Tony grinned, "Up on your knees," he said and explained what John had to do. The eager ten-year-old stood himself up on his knees, the demanding tingle inside him was urging him on. He knelt astride Tony's waist, his right hand clasped Tony's stiff pulsing rod and he lifted his left knee to position his pussy over the gleaming tip. His moan as the wet gooeyness rubbed over his pussy lips which Tony could see was gaping slightly open nearly made him loose his balance; the strength of the exciting wave of warm tickling joy was momentarily disconcerting. John sucked in a huge breath and taking firm hold of Tony's cock he placed it at his bumhole. Gently he lowered himself down, his breathing became laboured as his pussy lips were broached wide open, the sharp jolt of pain was ignored; he knew what lay beyond the aches and pains now and he desperately wanted more of what Tony had done to him. He gritted his teeth through the pain as his bumhole took the full eight inches inside and he sat gasping as he waited for his body to calm down "That's right John," Tony grinned, "take your time, enjoy it," his voice was soothing in John's ears. John grinned back and twitched as Tony's cock jerked inside him, the cock head almost touching the strange special place and John felt the yearning fire up hard inside him. Tony read the look in John's eyes. "Slowly now, move back and forth until," he watched as John manipulated his body, seeing the flash in John's eyes as his cockhead made the contact with the raised bulb inside John's soaking boypussy. John moaned as the shock electrified his nerves, the shock radiating away from the discovered passion spot. "Do it again," whispered Tony and John twitched and quivered as the shocking delight was repeated. "Play with it," Tony smugly suggested. John caught on quickly to what Tony required; he manoeuvred and manipulated his body as he straddled Tony, working out how to use the impaling pole to provide the pleasure he both sought and wanted now that his mind and body had been opened up to the pleasures and delights of Tony and his tremendous teenage cock. Slower this time John rotated his torso, noting how each and every subtle movement provided the waves and jolts of exciting tingles, he discovered that it was possible to both stimulate his bumhole nerves as well as the funny bump inside him that Tony's long shaft and plump cockhead could massage to send further thrills racing inside him. Tony grasped his hand and gripped it, forcing John's fingers tight around his own dicklet, gently rubbing up and down and so forth, John could see he could get even more pleasure if he did this as well. Eagerly he practised and experimented; in no time at all he became adept at rubbing whichever part of him that he sensed needed the friction to produce the exciting growing tingles and delights as his body responded. Tony relaxed on the grass, his hands under his head, grinned and beamed as he enjoyed the results of John's experimentations on his own dick, well versed to the delights and occasional pains of training a virgin he accepted the odd twinge or painful jolt as part of the process. Already he sensed John's unused muscles were commencing their steady contractions around his embedded cock, the sensory tickles and tingle became even more ecstatic as John gained confidence. His rising manoeuvres were reaching right to the tip of Tony's thick eight inches, the slit in the glans being the only part that remained in contact with John's boypussy before the ten-year-old dropped down, sucking the wide helmet and the thick shaft back inside with joyful ease and without any pain. John rode Tony's bloating dick harder and harder, he worked to the pace of the demanding need inside his bumhole, the beautiful bud, his internal passion place became more insistent and to satisfy the trembling tingle he had to bounce harder and faster. John started to grunt with the exertion as his hand slid along his own cocklet, caressing the slim pencil and squeezing the tiny pink bud at the tip. The need became more intrusive as the waves of tingles and tickles and hot flushes of electrical jolts heightened and strengthened and then John tensed, the micro moment before joy, joy that crashed inside him wreaking havoc with his nerves and senses but the stars and comets sparkled and glittered and John panted and gasped as the lava flow of boyjoy overwhelmed him once more, and all done by his own work. John sank down on Tony's throbbing teenage rod, feeling the ardent pulsing and the heated fleshy tube burning inside him. "Wow," he sighed happily and excited that he had done this to himself. Tony who was lustily close to his apex managed to control his desire to fuck John, his cockbrain was shouting at him to get a move on demanding it be satiated but he realised that it was necessary to bring John on slowly. He lay back, waiting as he observed John's demeanour; `any moment now,' he told himself. John his body slack, his boy dicklet still stiff but not really pulsing or jerking finally gave out a deep sigh and his eyes opened wide. "Awesome," he beamed and then lent forward to kiss Tony. The kiss was nice and warmly comforting but as he moved, several things happened, his cocklet rubbed against Tony's stomach and started a tingle rising, Tony's vibrating shaft also stroked sliding against the sensitive nerves at his boypussy lips and started a different tingle twitching and then the kiss became heated as Tony made his wants and needs shown as his tongue penetrated John's lips and fucked away inside his mouth. John worked out that it was time to make Tony feel as special as Tony had made him feel. Even with his lips locked to Tony's he was able to move, gently at first, contracting his membrane walls around Tony's pulsing teenrod and then as the kiss broke he was able to move quicker, bouncing and squeezing and twisting as he sought to provided Tony with his special joy and also discovering that it was a two-way road, he was also getting another climbing delight, one that was so familiar now that he had learned to manage his responses to his own wants and Tony's needs. Tony whispered encouragements designed to enhance his pleasure, the need to climax, to breed was paramount inside him, his horny hormonal dissolute drive expected satisfaction, anything John could take or get for himself on the way was immaterial, Tony needed to cum and he instructed John on how to go about that. As the two separate passions joined in rhythm and pace, the two bodies working for mutual advantage and mutual joy, the new lovers became more confident with each other. Tony's hand entwined his fingers with John's as his hips bucked to John's downward drops, they moved in unison slowly reaching for the goal desired. Tony felt the warmness of his lusting desire heat and enflame becoming the burning spear as his cock was massaged and squeezed and caressed inside the tight undulations of John's boycunt. John was also in heat, his flaming joy burned through him, matching Tony's white hot lust and they scrabbled at each other as the moment approached. John squealed as he felt the tingling itching fuse dynamite inside him, a second later Tony's cock erupted, his explosion of spermal joy blasting into the heat of John's vibrating funnel, his sperms shooting inside to meet their latent brothers who coated the most walls of their container. Thrusting at each other to prolong the wanted and desired sensations the two squelched as their bodies manipulated themselves, John finally falling on Tony's chest, his lips seeking Tony's kisses. As he lay there trembling and shaking from the enormity of his dry cum, John could feel Tony's heartbeat through his chest. Tony however sensed the cooler breeze as it broke across the part of his dick that was exposed to the cooler air as John had fallen downwards. His arms moved up to soothe the quaking boy as his own tremors slowed and eased. "Best one so far," he whispered in John's ear and John sighed happily especially at the `so far', he knew this meant that they would be doing this again, `again and again' he decided in his mind. Tony happily lay limp and sated, he felt no need to make John move, the moment was special, `no other virgin fuck felt like this nor any of the other fucks have been as good,' he thought drowsily adding `I want to sleep with him, keep him by me and me inside him for ever,' his eyes closed as did John's and the two satiated lovers dozed in the warm sun. A cooler breeze broke over them and Tony started as his skin goosebumped where the colder air had blown over it. Startled he jostled John who jerked awake. The two untwined and rubbed sleepy eyes as their awoken eyes regained focus and they gazed first at each other and then John took in his surrounds, the bank of flowered grass and the woodland basking in the breezy sunlight. Tony checked his watch. "Oh, oh time to go," he smiled and his gaze took in the full sight of the naked boy, John's hair was tousled and his eyes were still wide and curious. His ivory pink skin glowed in the sunlight and as the impact of John's naked beauty took hold, Tony felt and John saw his cock thicken and start to swell. Tony sighed as John's hand tentatively reached out and stroked the growing prick. "Are we going...?" John, hands were caressing strongly now and it took a deal of mental energy for Tony to interrupt him. "Pictures," he squealed, his voice rising in pitch as he sought to control the demon that demanded he fuck the boy now, here, right away. "Oh yer," John recalled that they were to meet the other at the cinema and then he felt a sudden warmth as he felt that he wanted to show off his prize, his Tony to the others. Tony leaned down and kissed him, it drove John wild and he tugged at Tony's cock, squeezing the spongy flesh as it engorged and pulsed; that was when Tony realised the kiss was a mistake. "Hey come on," reluctantly he eased himself away from John, "we've got a bus to catch," he allowed himself to further ruffle John's hair and stood up pulling John up with him. He led him back through the field and the trees to where their clothes were stashed. Once dressed they walked hand in hand, kissing now and then as they meandered through the woods to where the bus stop was, the tall concrete post standing out against the greens of the adjoining woodland. The road was quiet, just a few occasional passing cars and Tony leaned against the concrete bus-stop; John stood close to him, he kept catching John's scent on the air, the sunbaked aroma that was particular to the boy assaulted his nostrils and it made his dick throb. John felt the pulse against him and as they were so close together, their bodies shielded the view as he slid his hand under the edge of Tony's shorts to rub and touch the hot tube. Tony groaned as John's gentle touch brought his lust to a further insistent demand. He opened the fly in his shorts and John grinned and wrapped his hand against the pulsing teenprick, slowly he rubbed the loose skin at the tip watching as it slid up and over and then down the heartshaped helmet. As Tony' cock bloated the skin stretched to accommodate the large cockhead and John found himself intrigued by the way not only Tony's cock expanded but his foreskin did too. `Will mine do that when I get older?' he thought to himself. "Bus coming," Tony grunted, it was all he could do to compress his dick back inside his shorts as the bus came to a stop. The bus was not very full, but Tony made John stand in front of him as he paid the driver, to help hide the huge tenting in his shorts from the driver and passengers. Using his bag to cover his inflammation he urged John to the back of the bus. Luckily the back seat was empty and the two cuddled in the corner, John insistent on releasing Tony's cock from its confines to stroke and cuddle as the bus drove on. Tony relaxed against the window; all the other passengers were sitting nearer the front of the bus so he knew they would not be observed. He sighed silently as John's satiny soft hands caressed him, the demanding urges growing, clamouring inside him. Taking another glance along the bus he decided to take the risk and wriggled on the seat so he could slide his shorts down. His cock and balls stood proud and wetly erect, his copious precum glittered where the light caught it and he glanced at his reflection in the window pane. The sight of his pulsing teenage rod, the fat full eight inches standing tall, the bulbous head exposed as John's fingers manipulated his foreskin was a further level of `naughty' excitement whilst John's playing with his shaft sent crashing waves of sexy delight pounding inside his seething pool of voluptuous lust. Tony was quite rightly proud of his huge dong and was always ready to exhibit it and it brought him and others he admittedly boasted `a fucking lot of fucking pleasure, heavy heady ever to be repeated fucking pleasure. He recalled one day when he was twelve and at one of his mate's Richie's birthday party, he had drunk a lot of cola and as the toilet was occupied he had gone outside to the back of the shed to piss on the compost heap, Richie's father had winking told the boys at the party that `in an emergency and knowing boys and fizz, there were always emergencies it would not be frowned upon, besides pee is good for growing things in,' he had joked but Tony had seen several of the partygoers head for the shed when the queue for the bathroom got too long. He was standing there, his then five and a half inches of boydick peeing onto the sodden heap, he could smell the murky rot and the rising stench of urine rising from the heap when Richie's father appeared. "Sorry son," he had said, "but even I could not wait any longer," and he had tugged out his own mandick to pee. Standing beside each other, their streams crossing they had laughed and then Richie's father had looked down at his boydick. "Wow, Tony, impressive cock for a boy your age," and then as Tony continued to pee, Richie's father had leaned down and over and took hold of the pissing tube. Tony used to being handled had let go as Richie's father continued to hold his dick until he stopped peeing, his dick had naturally swelled and stiffened and rose. "Fuck how big does this thing get?" he heard Rich's father mutter and he had grinned. "You're not the first person to ask that," he said. Richie's father had twitched and blushed red, "Sorry," he had said, "I should not have done that," but his hand was still on Tony's cock and now it was instinctively stroking up and down moving the loose foreskin back and forth. Tony had simply stood there enjoying the gentle wanking, his boydick had swelled and bloated to its fullest, the foreskin becoming taut around his plum sized helmet and the sensations were growing. Tony sighed and let out a small moan as he felt the warm tingles race up and down his spine. Richie's father had continued to rub him, his face intent. Tony had groaned slightly louder and his hips had jerked. The sound of footsteps and a zip unzipping had stopped Richie's father. As the owner of the zip and footsteps appeared around the side of the shed, Richie's father was zipping himself up and had moved away from Tony's pulsing boycock. "Sorry, sorry, I should not have," Richie's father blushed even deeper crimson, "I don't know what came over me," he whispered and hurriedly walked away. Tony had sighed and forced his cock back inside his briefs, `I'm not sure that is the end of that,' he wondered and during the rest of the party, he noticed Richie's father avoided eye contact with him but when they shook hands as he made his farewell, Richie's father held his hand just that little longer than was necessary. Tony had looked into Richie's father's eyes, the man had blushed again but Tony could see a wondering inquisitiveness in his eyes. `This is definitely not over,' he told himself. Tony grunted as he felt his glans being softly squeezed and rubbed by John's precum sticky fingers, his balls were churning, working to produce the next batch of teenage juice sperms and he could feel the heat against his thighs. He relaxed and spread his legs allowing the air to circulate better. John's fingers were proving to be adept at giving him pleasure and his dick throbbed and jerked as the bus drove on. Tony placed John's hand around his balls, John quickly cuddling and manipulating the heavy sac, squeezing the spongy ovals. John marvelled at the feel and heat of the strange composition. He had never been this close to a mature groin and his was as exploratory as well as a sexual adventure. He played with the wrinkled skin, pulling at the coarse hairs and moved the sac, motivating the inner spheres. Tony sighing as quietly as he could as the sensations sent him into a frenzy. His chest vibrated as he sought to manage his breathing without attracting attention from the other passengers. John's touching and stroking was proving too much and Tonty knew he was about to blow once more. Ignoring the others and without even looking he grabbed John's head and pushed it down on his dick. "Suck," he whispered throatily as much under his breath as possible. John squawked at the sudden downing, his nose bumped against the wet cock and he inhaled the deep heady aroma of Tony's engorged and throbbing dick, the hormone enriched perfume sent electric messages charging along his own sensual nerves, he moved his nose and opened his mouth. He had hardy clamped his lips around the fat ridge, just about tasting the sweet spicy saltiness of Tony's pre-cum cum when the splitmouth gaped and pulsed sending streams of spunk spitting into his mouth. Quickly he swallowed and swallowed as he gulped down the shooting strings, his throat vibrating as he managed to consume most of Tony's emissions, the last slow dribbles just oozing into his mouth where he could savour the spice sweetness that was Tony's unique recipe of teendew. "Fuck that was good and soo riskly," Tony chuckled quietly as his climax slowed and he was able to enjoy the delights of naughtiness. He looked down at the bus, it was partly annoying that no one knew what had happened, he wanted to shout to the world that he had just been sucked of in front of them, that his dick had ejaculated, fountained his junk but they were oblivious, still he had the awesome delight that he had got away with it. He looked down where John was still nursing his dick, the boys lips a delightful tender touch on his cockmeat. `This is the life' he inwardly crowed. John cleaned him up, kissing and licking the pliable meaty tube, Tony felt there was much more to come yet, the day was not over. `The pictures,' he told himself his head imagining what was going to happen. John had almost skipped alongside Tony as they walked towards the local cinema, he felt elated and happy as he paced lightly beside his tall seducer. He could not help glancing every now and then at the bulge between Tony's legs, now he knew what lay beneath the clothes he savoured the realisation to himself, quite forgetting how many other boys had seen and been bounced on its long length. "There you are at last," Larry's grumbling voice reached them as they turned the corner. John smiled as he caught sight of the rest of Tony's gang who were congregating under one of the posters, the doors to the cinema were open and as he watched a few other strangers disappeared though the doors. "We were busy," Tony beamed and held John tight, John knew by looks and glances they all knew that Tony had fucked him. Sam walked straight over to him, "You okay?" he asked anxiously. "You bet," John swung his arms around the thin teenager and clasped it, "it was awesome," he whispered in Sam's ear. "So glad for you," Sam nuzzled his ear and sneaked a quick kiss. Tony led the way, everyone passed him their money, John went pink as he knew he had none but Tony had already told him it was his treat; despite that he felt he should have been able to pay something. The usher tore their tickets and nodded them through. Tony to John's surprise took the route to the left hand side of the stacked seats. Right at the top he stopped and everyone chose their seat and sat down. John took his place beside Tony but was astonished to see the others were undressing. In moments they were all naked and John was at first scared and frightened, the overhead lights were on and anyone could see them; all they had to do was turn around and he trembled at the thought of being seen. He moved close to Tony but his nudity worried him. "Come on, get undressed," Tony hustled him. "But someone might see," John was almost tearful. "So what," grinned Tony, "anyone would be jealous to see what a beautiful boy I have beside me, never mind how great my humungous cock is." John's eyes grew as wide as saucers but summoning up his courage he slipped his clothes off, piling them under his seat as the others had done. The sensation of being naked in the cinema then strangely became something exciting and enthralling. He gazed around proudly now at the lower seats where most people had chosen to sit. `I'm sitting naked, not a stitch on,' he chortled to himself and part of him wished that someone would turn around to see his nakedness. The lights went down, the curtains parted and the adverts started, the flashing lights reflected from the screen colouring their naked bodies with a rainbow of brilliant hues. The music swelled loudly with a trumpeting bellow and it appeared to John that everyone relaxed expectant in their seats. "Now we fuck," announced Tony. End of Part Four To Be Continued... (So John has been deflowered, his Playground Love has started but is the bell about to ring, is the whistle about to blow to signal the end? Have the lights gone down on this story, has the Board of Censors certified the end or is the show over? Well then if you do want more and really want me to continue this Playtime story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end and we haven't got to the opening credits yet, wouldn't that be disappointing? Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also remember to make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this and further chapters. All the best, Van T Z Boi) (In response to all those who are interested; the Lost/Rejected stories are still undergoing editing and once they have been posted I will announce the link. The good news is that good ole' nifty have provided copies of `Detained at Daddies' and `Mummy Said' from their records so now I have recovered all the missing stories, so mucho thanks nifty. Sorry I can't be more forthcoming at this time as to when I will be able to post them but please watch this space. Van T Z Boi)