Date: Sat, 6 Jul 2019 16:30:00 +0100 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Evacuee Part 10 (Young Friends) The weeks passed without incident really. It was hard to get news of the war and how things were in London. The weather was getting cold so no trips to the swimming hole although did mean we could cuddle up under blankets inside and entertain ourselves that way. George and I were still getting each other off as often as possible and felt so close sometimes it was like we were the same person! I had my 14th Birthday in late November (24dth) which was a fun affair, George was a bit jealous as he didn't turn 14 until February! I did tell him not to get too jealous, "you're still a bit bigger than me down there anyway!" I lamented and he giggled. Rob was 13 a week or so after my birthday so we had a bit of a joint mini party on the Saturday between our birthdays. He then had a day with the family on his actual birthday the next day. I saw Rob at school on Monday morning, he was walking around almost in a daze. I asked how it went and he beamed at me. "The best day ever! I can't stop thinking about it. Norman gave me the best present ever, I'm so lucky to have met him". I smiled and said I was pleased they were getting on well together. "We're definitely getting it on together" Rob said with a giggle. I don't know how it was arranged (or more likely don't remember) but I did get to see my Parents for a day somewhere over Birmingham way in the run up to Xmas. I was relieved to see them but I'll be honest, it felt strange. I'd communicated by fairly frequent letters but I felt quite distant from them and I wonder if they felt the same with me. I was so happy with my life in Shropshire that London and my life there did at times feel like a distant memory. I thought I'd be more excited to see them and miss them more than I did. It sounds callow perhaps but in one respect I was getting more affection and attention in my temporary home than I did at home. Anyway it was still nice to see them. In the run up to Christmas things were very busy with events at school, in the village, at people's houses. It was a memorable first Christmas with George and the family. Mrs Woods cooked an amazing meal given the rationing situation, having local farms and growing our own veg certainly helped. I even got presents and felt a bit emotional about how nice they were to me. George and I gave each other our own special presents in our bedroom that night as well :-) It was a sunny cold Saturday afternoon in early January, George and I were reading new books about space we'd got for Xmas, Will was out for the day with Charles at a friends and Mr and Mrs Woods were out. There was the noise of them returning and chatting and they called us downstairs. They were there with Mary and Stan who they'd bumped into and had come over for "afternoon tea" (although I did spot a bottle of something alcoholic looking in Stan's hand!). Anyway, Mary said Rob and Norman were home alone and they'd probably appreciate some company and suggested we pop over to see them. I got the feeling as did George that they just wanted us out the house but we got our bikes and cycle the short distance to the big house the lived. There was no reply when we knocked on the door, "probably too busy sucking each other off" said George with a giggle, "Let's go through the back door, it's always open and we can sneak up on them" he said. I grinned and we went into stealth mode. Sneaking round the back and quietly into the kitchen. The dogs were both dozing but knew us so didn't start barking. Rob and Norman had a room at the top of the house, a sort of attic room. As we sneaked up the first flight of stairs to the upstairs landing we thought we could hear distant noises. Groans and moans it sounded like although both at the same time. "Must be wanking each other" said George with a grin. As we got to the bottom of the stairs it sounded a bit stranger, as well as the moans and groans every now and then there was what sounded like a sort of big grunt and a sort of squeal almost at the same time, it sounded a bit like a donkey! We both looked at each other slightly confused, it sounded pretty good though! We sneaked up, creaking slightly on the stairs and almost got to the top and the ever so slightly ajar door when George stood on another creaky floorboard. "Shhh, what was that?!" we heard Norman say. We stayed silent, trying not to giggle, George mouthed "wait for my move and we'll surprise them together!" It was quiet for what felt like an age until we heard Rob say "It was nothing Norman, just the old house creaking. Now get back to it, I need you to fill me up!" The noises started again, both of them groaning and grunting. "Nnnnghh...keep fucking me...Norman...Oh my god...your dick...is amazing" Rob said. George and I looked at each other in shock, we had to see what was going on. George gently nudged the door open and we peered through. They were on the floor, both naked facing away from us. Rob was on all fours and Norman was behind him, all we could see was his pretty attractive bum thrusting in and out like a jack rabbit. Every time Norman went in deep with a big grunt, Rob would squeal. "Am...almost...ooofff....there" Norman grunted, "fill we..nngg...with your...oooh..cum" Rob almost shouted. Norman obviously came as he did a big final loud grunt and collapsed on top of Rob. "Wow, that was a good one Norm. I almost came just from you fucking me" Rob said. "Yes. "Shit. That was amazing, you're amazing. I never get bored of that!" Norman said back. We sneaked back behind the door in case they looked our way. I also realised we were probably in the way if they were going to go to the bathroom and George did too. We looked at each and shrugged, if we got caught we got caught.....