Date: Tue, 12 May 2015 21:42:43 +1000 From: Lawrence Bradman Subject: The Opportunist Part 2 The Opportunist Part 2 Caution was needed, I didn't care to let the others even have a hint of what was going on between me and Tristram, instead I posed as his sort of - vaguely indifferent - protector, the type that doesn't approve of ill treating small creatures, some thought it vaguely eccentric but commendable and I was happy to let it go at that. Meanwhile, I wasn't getting to see my little friend as much as I would have liked, the chances of being seen were simply not worth the risk and he too was evidently unhappy with the situation, typically we'd start by kissing and then heavy petting, Tristram was an eager learner "Am I doing it right...is it nice like this...you like looking at me, don't you, here let me unbutton my shirt" and so on. Early on I'd discovered his nipples, they were rather sensitive and he enjoyed my fondling his tiny breasts, for my part it was a real turn on to deep kiss him while slipping a hand inside his shirt for a feel. However despite the intensity of our experience during those brief infrequent meetings, we both wanted more and it was Tristram who provided the means. We were adjusting or clothing for departure when clearing his throat Tristram made the suggestion "Um...you know, well, mummy has been saying I need to make a friend, she thinks well someone I could share homework with sort of..you know, so...well...would you like to, after school well, maybe come over and meet mummy too? I took him in my arms and kissed him soundly "Wow, you are a cunning one....yes....could be lots of fun...no good you coming over to see me, one look at you and my parents would guess - you're much too pretty! You sure your mum won't mind?" He shook his head emphatically "Just be nice to her, she likes to think she's boss." So we settled on a day, I only hoped we'd have the privacy we needed but as I watched my little friend's bottom undulating away down the path, was determined to do whatever was necessary to have him in my arms, naked and quivering...God was he delicious! It was a two story building, basically four up and four down, bedrooms upstairs, comfortable lounge and little garden, nothing special, his mum appeared from nowhere and stood glaring at me "You're his friend then...are you really? Tristram doesn't seem to make friends, not with other boys...are you rough? No, you could be but....no....you seem different, good but you are bigger than Tristram, anyway, I'm out for a while, back to feed you if Tristram doesn't...got a date." She was a striking woman, extremely petite and well, I could see they were her legs he'd inherited, no tits to speak of I noted but, rather nice - if you ignored the scowl and abrupt manner. The car started outside and immediately Tristram took me by the hand to lead me upstairs "My room is along here, come and see". I wasn't prepared for this, a chintzy boudoir "Mummy fitted it out, I love sort of soft things, they are pretty aren't they?" Tristram opened a wardrobe and began to rummage around "Mummy says I can dress comfy at home...see what you think?" He undressed behind the cupboard door, occasionally he'd peep out from behind it, auburn curls and green eyes twinkling, happy. At last, out he popped, waist length negligee and lacy panties, he pirouetted and postured, looked thoughtful and then again ducked behind the door "Now, what do you think? Better?" He'd donned stockings, sheer with those grip tops that encircle the upper thigh, this time he struck a pose, leg outstretched. I'd already formed a thing about his legs but now, I just had to stare, drinking in his beauty, he had a pretty little figure too, he wasn't just a pair of lovely legs. Now he stood uncertain, abashed at having let himself get carried away, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and head bent "Well, I'm sort of different aren't I, sorry." He said it quietly "I know I'm supposed to be a boy and all that but....I can't seem to think that way and, and I get all excited when you ... you see...." It was strange, but I hadn't noticed his lovely long eye lashes until now..when there were tears forming on them. The fact that I'd remained silent so long was due to the fact that I was stunned, utterly taken aback by the boy's beauty, rather belatedly coming to my senses I stepped forward, gripped his shoulders and drew him to me, I found myself seriously aroused and as I pulled him closer my erection pressed hard against him. The change was magical, still blinking tears he gazed up with lips parted "You mean...you don't mind...you still..fancy me?" I kissed him in reply whereupon drawing back he buried his face in my shoulder and began to sob "Sorry, be OK soon, just never expected...so lonely...Oh, enough of this...shall we have some..fun?" He looked around, "Would you like to - undress me, there's my bed over there and we can take our time, mummy comes home late, mostly.....I'd like to be undressed by you and then maybe you would like to cuddle me or if you like, I can suck you" I looked surprised and he giggled "Yes, I found one of those magazines mummy buys for the dirty stories....I'd like to try doing that for you...." For a moment or two I was at a loss, alone with this startlingly beautiful boy dressed so alluringly, where was I to start? Hesitantly I took his hand and led him to the bed, Tristram willingly followed and as we reached it, grasped me as he fell on to it, taking me with him, lying there with me on top of him he sighed "Mmmmm, heaven, now I've got you!" He was right, he'd got me well and truly, and not just because of the arms around my neck "Kiss, please, pretty please, kiss, kiss?" I obliged but meanwhile let my hand slip under his panties, he detached himself and helped me remove them, then made as if to take off his nylons..."No Tristram, don't do that, please...you have such lovely legs..and...and they make them even more beautiful" Briefly I ran a hand up and down one before moving up to the place where they parted, tenderly I fondled the hard little penis, Tristram moaned briefly in response and his slender hips heaved up "Yes, do it like that, it's so nice an' you're so clever the way you do things with me" and his hips rose and fell to my touch....a little drop of glistening sperm forming at the tip of his penis. The negligee had parted of course and removing my hand from his prick I began to fondle the little breasts that were now exposed, carefully stimulating a nipple "Is that OK sweetie" My little boyfriend cooed in contentment so I pulled him close in a cuddle, now caressing him in a line down the centre of his back, feeling his whole body shudder as I did so. "This isn't fair...I want to do something for you too....please? Pretty, pretty please?"