Date: Sun, 28 Jun 2015 13:57:18 +0100
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: Motorcycle Dealer Part 4 (Revised)

			    Motorcycle Dealer 4

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  It had been less than a week since Justin left with his parents to their
home in the Isle of Wight on board the Antonov AN2T, now a different
aircraft was circling the island on a sunny Sunday afternoon, it was a
Britten Norman 2A Islander twin engined light transport aircraft, I have a
soft spot for these aircraft having done a number of parachute jumps from
one during my military/reserve forces career, the aircraft circled the
island twice with its loud buzzing roar from its 2 Lycoming 0-540
6-cylinder horizontally opposed piston engines, both Rick & I gazed at the
low flying aircraft & watched it coming into land with the river & college
to its right to skim low over the river by the boathouse & land on the
field opposite the island.

  These aircraft have never seemed to amaze me with their short field
capability giving them an ability to literally get into & out of almost
anywhere with 7 passengers on board, we watched the aircraft taxi back
towards the river bank before it stopped with both engines shut down &
disgorged 2 passengers, Rick passed me his binoculars & I saw it was a
woman & a boy who stood on the grass, he could see me standing on the
swimming hole tree & gave me a wave, I became pleasantly surprised to see
it was Justin & his mother, Rick didn't need any prompting, he just started
up the engine, released the mooring ropes & the Countess of Clewer rounded
the southern end of the island & gently chugged along the back water
finally berthing on the riverbank near the aircraft.

  Meanwhile I was gazing intently at Justin through the powerful
binoculars, he stood there wearing a pair of sheer white linen summer
trousers, a sheer white short sleeved school shirt with a tie carrying his
school blazed under his arm, his long pony tail was tied up high on his
head just like a girl & reached down past his shoulders, I could see his
legs plainly through the material of his trousers, he wore black stockings
& suspenders, a black nylon cocksock swim brief with his huge nylon encased
cock dangling down one trouser leg, I could also see he wore a white
training bra underneath his shirt.
  She wore a micro skirted one piece black chiffon dress with black
stockings & suspenders, high heeled knee high boots, black nylon thong
panties & black lace bra all of which were easily seen through the material
of her dress, I was now getting a huge hard on.

  Justin hefted his DPM camouflage military rucksack onto his shoulders
whilst the pilot carried her suitcase & they boarded the countess for the
short trip to the island.
  Rick berthed the countess at the usual spot & secured the mooring ropes;
she took off her boots & put on slip on shoes enabling her to walk around
the island whilst I gave her a tour & Rick made the coffees whilst Justin
took out the food & drink from the suitcase & stowed it away.
  After giving Justin a good long hug & kiss with some money, Rick ferried
her to the waiting aircraft & Justin dutifully escorted her giving her one
last long kiss & a hug before she boarded, we all watched intently as the
aircraft took off finally becoming a dot in the sky.
  Rick took the countess back to her usual spot on the island with myself
at the stern, Justin was inside the cabin & changed his summer trousers for
a black pleated micro mini skirt, put on his blazer with his bonnet &
joined us at the stern, OMG, I was now looking at a lovely looking
schoolgirl wearing an outrageously short micro skirt with the hem at crotch
level exposing the tops of his stockings held in place by suspender clasp
straps & his nylon encased cock dangling halfway down his thighs with a
cheeky grin on his face, it was only a matter of time before his sexual
urges overpowered him.

  Justin's schoolgirl uniform certainly made my cock go rock hard, OMG,
just to watch him bend down & pick something up really turned me on as I
gazed at his nylon clad bubble buns, his ball bulge & his huge dangling
cock from behind, it was as if his boy pussy was begging for my cock.
  He led me to the small clearing by the tree trunk where he bent over &
guided my hand to unclip his suspender straps & pull down his cocksock
briefs; he passed me a tube of KY jelly for me to lube his boy pussy as his
rock hard cock oozed out a string of gooey pre-cum through the nylon
sheath, my cock was so hard its head was tingling with excitement & my love
juices gushed into my underwear speedos.
  I pushed my huge rampant cock inside his boy pussy which went straight in
to my balls as I held him by the hips & pounded into him hard as he
grunted, mewled & kept uttering the most dirty expletives, it didn't take
him long to come either in his highly excited state as his huge gushes of
spunk started erupting from his cock through the nylon sheath, the constant
clenching of his chute took me over the edge as my spunk gushed into him
with several powerful hot gushes taking me to unbelievable orgasmic heights
with his constant long drawn out clenching making my orgasm so intense I
was screaming my head off.
  Still those torrents of cum kept gushing out from Justin's cock & even he
was screaming at the intensity of his orgasm during which his breasts
flowed with some milk through both his training bra & his white school
shirt.
  We laid there in our highly satisfying afterglows with Justin lying
sleepily on top of me with both my spunk & the after leakage from his cock
still oozing through the nylon material of his cocksock briefs even though
his cock was still rock hard, we just laid there & after several minutes
his cock started twitching in powerful jerks, I could feel the muscle
spasms in my hands which now caressed his silky nylon clad bubble buns
which kept on & gradually increased in tempo, this boy's cock was about to
unload another huge load of spunk all by itself.

  Sure enough he came like an express train, there were fewer gushes this
time although there was at least another dozen of them, spunk just kept
gushing out of him in spurts through his nylon sheath in irregular bursts,
he just uttered hmmms as each one flowed out plastering the front of my
trousers with his spunk when he uttered a huge sigh & laid sleepily on top
of me.
  I had to get him back up to enable ourselves to clean up, get changed
into our swimming trunks & went swimming & diving off the tree trunk which
woke Justin up & brought my boyhood self back with this beautiful
youngster, 3 of his friends from the college turned up on their mountain
bikes & called out. "Hey Justin, when did you get back? We saw your plane
come in to land."
  "Just a short while ago, I'm with mum's friends on their boat so I'll
join you lot later," then they rode off.
  Meanwhile Rick cleared out the fire pit & lit the fire for Sunday lunch
giving us some more time in the water which had warmed up slightly during
the week, I had brought along a few large empty tins which the restaurant
near to the motorcycle shop had around the back which had already been
opened with their can opener, cleaned them out & fashioned carrying handles
from welding wire, these are known as the true billycans which were
fashioned in the same way from the cans which were supplied to the old
wooden sailing ships of long ago & used by swagmen in the Australian bush
to boil water, the billycans which I fashioned will be placed around the
fire to provide hot water for the camp shower,

  Rick cooked us a lovely roast chicken dinner on the open fire using an
old antiquated cast iron Dutch oven which he recently bought from a car
boot sale & must have spent hours just cleaning it, it certainly was a
large heavy solidly made bit of kit which is at least 100 years old & is
probably someone's family heirloom, it brought back fond memories when my
scout troop baked an apple pie in a Dixie over an open fire over 40 years
ago.
  This was Rick's first attempt at using the oven & he kept checking on the
bird's progress, as the fire developed hot coals he spread them on top of
the lid which equalizes the heat within, the peas were cooking in a pot
beside the fire as were the potatoes being boiled in water & finish roasted
in the oven to a lovely crispy finish.
  Rick served up the meals on plates with the cutlery, salt, ground pepper,
butter & cranberry sauce which Justin likes on his roast chicken & he
certainly put loads onto his serving, Rick then served up rum & raisin ice
cream with 2 ice cream wafers for dessert followed by coffee made with
honey & breast milk.
  It certainly was an excellent meal cooked in the old fashioned way
without thermometers or timers, just good old fashioned cook's experience
using the wood trimmed from some of the college's apple trees which burnt
with a nice scent & gave a pleasing taint to the cooking, Justin dutifully
assisted me with the washing & drying up after which we sat inside the
vessel watching the TV, then Justin re-packed his rucksack ready to re-join
his friends at the college leaving his female items & cocksock briefs for
Rick to wash & look after giving us both hugs & kisses before disembarking
from the countess.

  It became a time for checking & writing e-mails & searching on ebay for
some motorcycle parts for both John & myself who would arrange the cargo
shipment from his end with the airline & all I had to do was take the
package to the Qantas cargo terminal, his latest project was on a 1936
Norton ES2 racer, this is a very interesting machine with a lot of history,
it was fitted with an aluminium cylinder machined from a solid billet &
fitted with an iron liner, a big fin bronze cylinder head, bronze dolls
head gearbox main casting & resembled the pre war Manx Norton's apart from
its Brooklands can silencer, Robert, his best mate from schooldays now
owned the machine which belonged to his father, John carried out all the
engineering work on it whilst Rob restored the machine which has been
accepted to appear in the centenary Isle of Man TT lap of honour parade in
2007, the last time this machine appeared at the TT was in 1939, it
remained in storage throughout WW2 & was shipped to Melbourne in 1945 by
Rob's father when he was a 21 year old Australian airman stationed in
England.

  It was now time to view the DVD which John sent me, Rick loaded it into
the player to view on the large screen flat TV, the video began with a
slide show of photographs with Robert narrating, there was a real beauty of
the bike leaping Ballaugh bridge plus others taken from around the course,
then there was a film clip taken at the grandstand which zoomed in on the
machine followed by 8mm cine movies of its racing days in Australia,
another machine also made frequent appearances, it was an early M24 type
BSA Gold Star engine fitted into a replica of an early Manx Norton
featherbed frame built at the Royal Melbourne institute of technology from
aircraft tubing & the machine was painted in British racing green, there
were also a lot of scenes of both machines dicing with each other.
  The video went into the 1967 8mm cine films of both machines being ridden
by their respective owners at the Calder Raceway outside Melbourne on track
test rides, Both John & Robert were 15 year olds & appeared in the movie,
Robert was such a good looking youngster that I felt my cock twitch just at
the sight of him & John looked just as I remember him which moistened my
eyes & brought a lump to my throat when I asked Rick to stop the video so I
could compose myself & get some coffee down me.

  The video continued with both machines now bearing registration plates &
ridden on the road, there are a number of scenes taken at Melbourne's
Elizabeth street on a Saturday morning which is a mecca for motorcycles
owing to all the motorcycle shops being in the same street, there's a scene
of the Norton being flagged by a cop on foot & talking to each other,
Robert's father too was also a cop & the Elizabeth street scenes looked
just like Douglas seafront during TT week.
  There are a number of scenes of John in his air cadet uniform having
joined 16 flight (City of Essendon) Australian air training corps, when I
saw that it made me really proud of him, there's also scenes of him playing
Aussie rules footy, swimming in galas wearing those same bottle green
speedo trunks which gave me a hard on just to see him like he was 40 years
ago.
  The video becomes clearer with Robert detailing the machine's
restoration, John making parts for it, items in the paint shop, its gradual
re-assembly & the road testing scenes, OMG just watching that machine come
to life in the video & hearing it run gave me such a hard on my love juices
were gushing out of my cock into my underwear speedos.
  Then a second machine made its appearance in the video, John was riding
the BSA M24 Gold star engined Manx Norton, this was his machine now having
been left to him in his mentor's will along with the entire contents of his
engineering shop from his garage & all his motorcycle memorabilia making
the internal decor of his house at Seabrook reminiscent of a museum, OMG my
emotions overwhelmed me, there was nothing for it, I had to get on that
aircraft to Melbourne & just as the video ended my mobile phone rang with
John on the other end, what a surprise to hear his voice again & he wasn't
in Australia either, he was at Southend on Sea in Essex working on a Boeing
707 alongside retired Qantas engineers which is the very aircraft he
traveled to Australia on without a ticket, the mountain was now coming to
Mahomet, John was coming to 'The Lynch' again, for us the belated summer of
love is taking place again after almost 40 years.

  It was a late hour when Rick started up the engine & slipped the moorings
as the countess started out on her leisurely cruise to Reading Bridge,
somehow the chug chug note from its exhaust seemed louder in the quiet of
the night, it was almost midnight when the countess berthed alongside the
riverbank & John boarded the vessel with his rucksack, Rick then maneuvered
the vessel for the return trip back to the island, after the vessel berthed
we just went to sleep in our beds.

  The morning arrived bright & sunny with birdsong & the scents of the
island coming through the opened windows, Rick was already at the fire pit
cooking our full English breakfasts whilst John & I went swimming & diving
off the swimming hole tree for a short spell, after our breakfasts John & I
dutifully washed & dried the dishes & we spent a leisurely day on the
island.
  Like myself; John too had a small time helicoil thread repair business
operating in Melbourne which he started during his student days initially
with a few Cross kits some of which he acquired from a retired engineer at
a flea market & were added to when he was left the entire contents of an
engineering shop in a will together with the Norton BSA Gold star &
motorcycle memorabilia, his 25 year old son now runs the business which
incorporates a small motorcycle repair shop.
  After Breakfast, Rick started up the Countess for another run to Reading
Bridge, this time it was to visit a motorcycle wrecker in a quiet narrow
suburban street with Victorian 2 up 2 down terraced houses a short distance
from the Royal Berkshire Hospital.
  We took a taxi to the shop which I call 'Reading wreckers' to meet John
the proprietor, we spent the whole morning talking over old times with tea
& biscuits & onto the business of reducing John's shopping list of spare
parts for his machines in Australia.

  John the shop's proprietor enters the local Christmas toy run each year,
this is a worthwhile cause whereby entrants buy a toy & ride their
motorcycles in a parade, naturally I am asked to enter for which the
machine I use is an old push rod engined Honda 50 C100 step thru from the
1960's, the proprietor had an old dilapidated rigid framed BSA Bantam which
had been stored for many years in a lock up garage, with John staying in
the UK till the new year, he was persuaded to enter the toy run, a look at
the BSA showed the machine to be complete apart from needing a re-paint,
the engine stripped & overhauled, new exhaust, saddle, tyres &c, John's
money changed hands & the little BSA would soon be on its way to my garage
where we had half a year to get that machine ready for the toy run, John
also bought a number of parts for his machines which were packaged & would
travel to Australia in the cargo hold of the Boeing 707, the box would be
unloaded at Sydney where it would clear customs & a courier company would
then transport it to Seabrook, further shipments after the 707 finally
departs would be sent by Qantas air cargo.
  It had been a good morning at Reading wreckers which was finished with a
traditional pub lunch as John wanted to sample a taste of his boyhood
country, his thoughts went onto asking if the grass was truly greener on
the other side of the fence?, in reality the economies of both countries
experienced the same problems & there had also been a reduction in the
number of motorcycle dealers, we both started our teenage years at the tail
end of what we called the British bike era with the 1970's truly being a
very exciting time for motorcycling with the Japanese superbikes taking
motorcycling into a quantum leap.

  We spent the afternoon looking around the town centre before walking to
Reading Bridge & boarding the countess where we had to wait for both Rob &
Pat to arrive by train, we spent the time having a cup of coffee & watching
a DVD, sure enough they turned up wearing schoolgirl uniforms consisting of
sheer white short sleeve blouse shirts with their left hand breast pockets
wearing their bras underneath, school ties, black micro pleated skirt with
the hem at crotch level, black cocksock nylon briefs with their exposed
huge nylon encased cocks dangling halfway down their thighs, sheer black
stockings & suspenders, black high heeled slip on shoes, blazer, tie &
bonnet hats, they both had their rucksacks on their backs carrying their
handbags & smoking joints from their long cigarette holders, just the sight
of these two made my cock go rock hard inside my underwear speedos.
  I helped them on board where they dropped their rucksacks onto the seats
& took off their blazers & bonnets, both their bras were easily seen
through the sheer material of their school blouses which were identical to
schoolboy shirts which fitted both of them perfectly even allowing for
their ample breasts, both of their shirts displayed breast milk stains
evidence of their leakage through both their bras & shirts & their nylon
cock sheaths were also wet from their recent leakage of both pre-cum & love
juices having been aroused on the train.
  Rob gave me a good long hug & a kiss placing his tongue deep inside my
mouth & my doing likewise, both our cocks became rock hard & I could smell
his vaginal scents wafting around inside the interior of the countess,
Rob's vaginal fluids were obviously leaking through the gusset of his nylon
cocksock briefs, now it was Pat's turn to give me a welcome hug & kiss, he
too pushed his tongue deep inside my mouth with me doing likewise & his
cock was rock hard against mine which he humped me with a few strokes when
a squirt of his love juices flooded through the nylon sheath of his
cocksock briefs, I dipped my finger into the liquid & licked it clean.

  We arrived at the island to be met by Justin, he had walked from the
college & swam to the island with his clothes inside a waterproof bag
wearing a black pair of Speedo swimming trunks, he looked drop dead
gorgeous in them with his huge bulge, large nipples, areolas & nicely
developing breasts, even though he was still wet we hugged & kissed each
other grinding our cocks into each other before we all teamed up to join
our bashas together erecting our shelter, laying out our groundsheets &
bedding before Rick erected his camouflage net, we quickly changed into our
swimming trunks & went swimming & diving off the swimming hole tree
enjoying ourselves in the late afternoon sunshine, we ended up sunbathing
on the grass next to the tree trunk listening to Rick's portable radio,
somehow Justin's breasts seemed to have grown larger & looked sexy as he
laid there having now developed a more rounded appearance even though they
were still small, he snuggled up next to me & I saw that he was fully hard
inside his swimming trunks, he laid there with his breasts close to my face
& I fondled them eliciting a number of sighs from him before I suckled on
them which sent those awesome feelings to his cock making his balls tingle
as he fed me his offering of breast milk, he now produced larger quantities
as he had a regular sex partner at the college who suckled him daily &
drank his spunk whenever they had sex together.
  Somehow his milk was so delicious bordering on being highly addictive,
the herbal preparations Damian's mother regularly sent him certainly was
doing a fine job on him, they were made into a large compressed tablet
which he took at mealtimes & were feminizing him without affecting either
his sex drive, his cock or his ability to ejaculate, his hair now had a
very healthy sheen to it together with him now sporting a nice pair of rosy
cheeks.

  He now laid on top of me with his cock twitching & jerking inside his
swimming trunks feeding out both pre-cum & love juices through the material
& droplets of milk oozing from his nipples, he gave me a hugely long kiss &
our tongues went inside each other's mouths. Both Rob & Pat were fondling &
kissing John who became highly aroused at their ministrations before Rob
eased John's swimming trunks down, straddled him facing his head easing his
huge cock into his vagina & rode him for all he's worth with his
monstrously huge cock waving like a wand spewing out both pre-cum &
squirting love juices whilst his breast milk ran down his breast in
rivulets.
 Justin too straddled me after I lubed him up & fed my rampant cock into
his teen boy pussy, we waited a while for it to settle inside him then he
rode my cock with gusto uttering a constant string of dirty expletives
whilst massaging his breasts & nipples, a constant clear gooey string of
pre-cum kept oozing out of his huge teen boys cock as it waved up & down
with the motion of his body onto my chest, his chute kept clenching onto my
cock every time his cock jerked, droplets of milk appeared at his nipples
when he took me over the edge & I shot a huge load of hot spunk deep inside
him, now the fireworks really went off with those huge cum blasts erupting
out of Justin's monstrous teen boy cock, they just kept coming with widely
spaced gaps between each one which shot out several feet, onto my face,
into my hair & all over my breast, there was just so many of them even a
grown man would rarely match him for the quantity of spunk he produced with
his clenching chute taking me through a torturous lengthy orgasm whilst he
kept uttering loud sighs with the most dirty expletives & mewling sounds
with small trickles of his breast milk oozing onto his stomach, finally he
sleepily laid on top of me planting kisses, licking up some of his spunk &
feeding it into my mouth with his tongue, he had just given me the best
fuck of my life from a teenage boy.

  John too shot a huge load into Rob just as his simultaneous orgasms took
hold & his clitoris erupted with cum when a mixture of spunk, female cum &
his vaginal fluids gushed out past his cock taking him by surprise with his
breast milk spraying out all over John, this was the first time he fucked
an androgynous male person with both sex organs & ample lactating breasts
which judging by his comments was truly a highly enjoyable experience, now
it was Pat's turn to take John's cherry as he slowly fed his monstrously
huge cock into his pussy hole with his squirting love juices lubing him up,
he was so worked up he barely lasted a minute inside him as jet after jet
of spunk flooded into John's pussy hole & rivulets of milk ran out from his
breasts, finally everyone dived into the river to wash all the fluids off
themselves, time had passed us by without us realizing it when Rick came
over to us announcing that our evening meal would be ready in a few
minutes.

  Rick had cooked us a very nice chicken curry with rice which contained a
variety of chopped vegetables served with prawn crackers & rum & raisin ice
cream for dessert watered down with coffee made with breast milk &
sweetened with honey after having expressed some milk from both Rob's &
Pat's breasts earlier & placed the container in his fridge, afterwards both
Pat & Rob washed the dishes whilst Justin dried them & settled down to
watch a movie on his DVD player on board the countess, afterwards we all
checked our emails before we finally retired in our large basha with Justin
sleeping in a spare sleeping bag between John & myself, the following
morning both John & I took our camp shower, had our shaves, ate our early
breakfasts before we both left to spend the Saturday at the dealer.
  After pushing all the bikes out, I had quite a number of MOT tests to
carry out, John put on his Qantas overalls & set to work carrying out all
the services & other jobs, for this we shared my toolkit & he certainly
surprised me with his technical abilities on motorcycles, he was certainly
good enough to hold his own in any dealership, after all we were both
taught by the same mentors & he worked for the same Honda dealer as myself
during his university years whilst studying for his aeronautical
engineering degree so we had some really good times together, our
friendship had blossomed since that day when we bumped into each other on
the path to Watcombe beach wearing only our swimming trunks during both our
troops summer camps 40 years ago.
  Vivian had rode in on his Honda CR750 which was parked outside in front
of the shop attracting a lot of admirers, we had got through the day's work
by mid afternoon so I covered the shop whilst Vivian went to his office &
changed into his white short sleeve sheer schoolgirl blouse/shirt & tie,
schoolgirl pleated micro skirt, black stockings & suspenders with a pair of
nylon cocksock briefs underneath exposing his nylon encased cock below the
hem of his micro skirt wearing high heeled slip on shoes.
  John entered his office partially expecting a surprise to see Vivian in
his drop dead sexy schoolgirl outfit the sight of which triggered primal
lust in him as his cock hardened quickly just like a teenager inside the
speedos he wore as underwear, he had taken the time ensuring his hands were
clean for his encounter with Vivian, he rapidly unclasped his suspender
belt, dropped his cocksock briefs, lubed up both his cock & Vivian's pussy
hole with him bent over his desk, slowly pushed his huge cock inside him &
waited for it to settle before pounding into him like a possessed rapist.

  John was so worked up that like a teenager he didn't last long at all as
his gushes of spunk flooded into Vivian's pussy hole which triggered a
fusillade of spunk blasts out from his cock all over the desk, his wildly
clenching pussy hole gave John such a torturous orgasm he screamed his head
off which was heard right through the building, I was hoping to god that
customers weren't thinking a murder was being committed in the shop, it had
been a good session for them in the office leaving John with a big beaming
smile on his face, after their clean up it was time for a mid afternoon cup
of coffee followed by brazing both large catering tins of different sizes
having previously cut a large round section out of the bottom & punched a
series of holes around the already opened top in the larger tin making it a
close fit with the smaller one which had a series of smaller holes punched
near the top & on the bottom, once fitted together all I had to do was 3
tack welds to keep them together which only took a matter of minutes, I now
had the finished article, it was a wood gas hobo stove, on the top sat the
pot & pan support with a wire grill enabling Rick to use different
utensils, this would soon get its baptism of fire when Rick would be
cooking the evening meal with it.

  After our day at the Honda dealer, we drove to the Windsor leisure centre
car park to collect Damian after he rang earlier; he looked drop dead sexy
with his long flowing hair wearing a sheer tiny black chiffon micro skirt,
sheer black stockings & suspenders, high heeled boots, see through short
sleeved white school shirt & a school tie under which he wore a bra, black
nylon cocksock briefs with his exposed nylon sheathed huge cock dangling
halfway down his legs, he carried a handbag & smoked a joint from a long
cigarette holder & his olive green rucksack stood beside him.
  John sat in the back seat of the car knowing I would soon be stroking
those lovely teenage boy stockinged thighs & fondling his lovely huge cock
encased in silky smooth nylon, his cock was fully hard spewing out pre-cum
& the occasional squirt of his love juices with his scents wafting around
inside the car.
  Damian changed his high heel boots for slip on shoes for the walk through
the college grounds & boarded the countess for the short trip to the
island; Rick looked inquisitively at my home made wood gas stove asking.
  "Does this thing of yours really work?"
  "We'll soon find out, I know that the drawings came from a reliable
source, the only difference is the one I've made is a lot bigger."

  Rick already had the roast lamb & potatoes cooking in the Dutch oven so I
quickly placed the wood gas stove beside the fire pit, quickly fuelled it
up with twigs cut to length, threw in the lighted kindling with a couple of
hot coals & within a minute there was a nice smokeless fire blazing from
the stove, Justin already had the peas with mint leaves in water in a large
saucepan & after placing the pot support on the stove he placed the
saucepan on top & sat beside it on Rick's folding stool tending the stove
by feeding it larger pieces of wood & stirring the peas.
  Rick served us up a lovely roast dinner with Justin waiting on us by
passing around the salt, pepper, gravy & mint sauce on a tray before he ate
his meal; we were all sat around the fire eating out of our mess tins
including John who's had his set since he was a boy scout.
  For dessert we had Cornish ice cream with maple syrup & fruit cocktail
followed by our coffee made with honey & breast milk from the 2 litre
container which Damian brought with him along with the large Tupperware
container of his mum's breast milk cheese, I had indeed produced a nicely
working stove from 2 tins which was still alight long after our evening
meal ended & boiled the water for our mid evening coffee which John did
comment on as being a very nice cup, when Damian told him how it was made
he nearly choked himself, he also brought him a small portion of his mum's
breast milk cheese to try finding that he indeed liked it, he became truly
amazed at its source & the teenager now sat beside him.

  Earlier he looked absolutely stunning dressed as a schoolgirl, he now
wore his tiny skin tight crotch length bike shorts & a black sheer
sleeveless top & still looked equally stunning even with his huge bulge
inside those shorts, he had also erected his basha shelter sheet onto the
end of the huge basha, laid out his groundsheet & bedding & hung his
Trangia alpine lantern at the entrance, this lantern used a tub
candle/night light/tea light which he would light at last light, I liked
the idea of this little light which would no doubt aid campers in finding
their way back to their tents in the dark, usually after a visit to the
pub.
  John had the hots for Damian especially having seen his huge monstrous
cock in the car & smelled his scents, after his session with Vivian he now
wanted the young teen's cock inside his hole which might prove a challenge,
they both walked to the clearing near the swimming hole tree, hugged,
kissed & fondled each other with both their cocks becoming rock hard &
leaking out their fluids, John presented his man pussy hole to the youth
who lubed him up with KY jelly & slowly pushed his throbbing leaking cock
inside him, owing to the earlier session with Vivian, Damian's monstrously
huge cock slid inside him to his balls & his jerking done wonderful things
to John's love button before pounding into him slowly whilst holding his
hips.
  Thoughts of this lovely teen pounding into him ran riot through his head
fuelling rampant lust adding to those lovely feelings inside his cock &
balls which built up to a rapid climax as John's spunk flew several feet
out from his cock in several huge blasts starting his pussy hole clenching
wildly onto Damian's huge pole taking him over the edge & flooding his
pussy hole with a huge load of hot creamy teen spunk as he uttered guttural
sounds at each one of his several blasts, John too uttered some loud sighs
as he felt the warm spunk flood into him.
  Finally they just laid there enjoying their hugely satisfying afterglows
making love to each other after which they both stripped off naked & dived
into the river for a lovely skinny dipping session during which John
emptied out his hole underwater.

  We were soon joined in the water by the others making for another good
session, we were enjoying ourselves so much that we didn't notice the extra
person amongst us until I carried out a mental head count; Miranda had
parked her mountain bike on the river bank & quietly slipped unseen into
the water, it made for a highly pleasant surprise to discover her amongst
us, Justin exited the water & walked naked to the countess, a few moments
later the vessel was berthed beside Miranda's bicycle which was loaded
aboard together with her rucksack, we moved right out of the vessel's way
as Rick slowly navigated it through the backwater & onto its usual mooring.
  We continued with our skinny dipping session before finally exiting the
water & drying ourselves, Justin remained totally naked which fuelled
Miranda's lust for him as she led him to the clearing near the tree trunk,
they hugged each other as Justin suckled on her breasts drinking some of
her milk, by now both their cocks were rock hard, Miranda's vagina was
leaking her fluids down her legs & breast milk was trickling out of her
nipples, Justin's cock was leaking out a steady ever lengthening bead of
clear goo as Miranda lubed up his boy pussy hole & slowly pushed her
monstrously huge cock inside him, after letting it settle she pounded
slowly into him at first whilst massaging his nipples & slowly wanking his
cock, it wasn't long before she had her first orgasm as her clitoris
erupted with cum followed by a gush of vaginal fluids running down her
legs.
  She continued pounding her cock into Justin's boy pussy hole & this time
she was building up to her simultaneous orgasms & Justin was building up to
his when a huge blast of spunk erupted out from his cock flying about
several feet, this caused his pussy hole to clench onto Miranda's huge cock
triggering her to totally explode as her clitoris fired out a deluge of
cum, her cock fired her first burst of spunk inside him, another cascade of
vaginal fluids gushed out & ran down her legs & milk squirted out from her
breasts drenching Justin, more of her spunk flooded inside him as a second
huge blast erupted from his cock, Justin was about to unload over 2 dozen
blasts of spunk from his cock taking Miranda through a very torturous
orgasm with huge jolts of electricity, more cum flooded out from her
clitoris with another gush of vaginal fluids as the last of her spunk
flooded into him although her cock continued jerking long after her balls
were spent & now she was screaming her head off.
  Finally Justin's balls exhausted his massive load & they both came down
from their orgasms & went into their afterglows where they just laid down
together in a lovers embrace with Justin's rock hard cock now inside her
vagina just resting there & twitching giving her a pleasing sensation of
fullness, she suckled a small amount of breast milk from his beasts which
sent those awesome sensations to his balls & his cock, all she has to do is
just keep on suckling him to be rewarded with another fusillade of his
spunk flooding inside her vagina all by itself, she too would also blast
out another load of spunk were he to suckle her as well as feeding him with
sweet milk.
  This is exactly what she did, she just kept on suckling him changing from
breast to breast whilst massaging his other nipple, some more milk flowed
out from Justin's breasts only this time it was thick, sweet & creamy, all
the time Justin's cock kept on jerking inside her feeding more & more of
his gooey pre-cum before swelling up & blasting another huge load inside
her, Miranda's clitoris once again squirted out more cum & more vaginal
fluids flooded out of her, Justin too suckled on her breasts drinking her
sweet offering of milk & she too blasted out another huge load of spunk
from her monstrously huge cock together with another squirt of cum from her
clitoris & another flood of vaginal fluids, they just laid there in another
hugely satisfying afterglow whilst Miranda reached inside her handbag &
rolled up 2 joints which they both smoked, after a while they re entered
the river for another skinny dipping session to wash all their fluids off
them.

  Both Justin & Miranda erected her shelter sheet basha, laid out their
groundsheets & sleeping bags by torchlight then finally adjusted the
camouflage net, it was really nice to see the pair of them sleeping next to
each other later on, even at the late hour I was surprised to see glowing
embers at the bottom of the wood gas stove, Justin really liked this piece
of kit & felt as though he wanted to take charge of it, he deftly threw in
a few twigs followed by larger pieces before setting Rick's billycan of hot
water onto the pot stand when it developed its flame, he watched over the
stove & the billycan & when it boiled he emptied some green pea soup powder
into the water & stirred it finally ladling it out into everyone's mugs,
when everyone retired for the night both Justin & Miranda were totally
naked sandwiched between their sleeping bags in a peaceful embrace with his
rampant twitching rock hard cock buried inside her vagina suckling on her
breasts drinking another offering of her milk before they finally fell
asleep.

  Everyone slept well through the quiet warm night & woke to the smell of
Rick's cooking, he was cooking everyone a full English breakfast over the
fire pit with Justin assisting him as he was the first one up soon to be
joined by the others, after breakfast Rick started up the engine & everyone
boarded the countess for a boat trip which took all morning, both John & I
stayed with Rick at the stern of the vessel whilst the others laid
stretched out on the roof in only their swimming trunks basking in the sun,
Rick had arranged for a family who were moored on the island with their
cabin cruiser to watch over the camp site, it had been a good trip with a
stop at Henley on Thames for everyone to go to the shops, after our Sunday
dinner it was now time to strike camp, John had to return to Southend on
Sea to continue working on the Qantas Boeing 707 which was on the point of
being scrapped & now this historic aircraft is undergoing a lengthy
restoration for its return flight to Australia which is scheduled for
December, John showed us a slide show of the photos he's taken of the
aircraft one of them showing the split in one of the engine's burner cans,
his first job the next day is to weld up the crack after the hired TIG
argon arc welder is delivered, John is an highly skilled welder having
welded most metals during his career & has a sideline of repairing Triumph
& Norton motorcycle cylinder head exhaust port threads as well as his
thread repair business.

  I drove home with Pat, Rob & Damian stopping at my place first for coffee
& to check my emails, there was one from Thailand for the clothes ordered
for all 3 which consisted of white see through trousers, white see through
school shirts, white see through blouses, bras with see through cups, thin
white nylon skimpy swimming trunks copied from speedos which go totally
transparent when wet plus identical items in bright red, ice blue & black,
ultra short sheer black nylon micro mini skirts, standard FBT nylon running
shorts in black & bottle green nylon schoolgirl gym knickers.
  I clicked the paypal invoice & paid for the consignment happy in the
knowledge that they will be wearing even more outrageous clothes, we can't
wait & shortly afterwards I drove them home & returned to my motorcycle
repair tasks for the rest of the day.

  Rick phoned me the next day asking to bring Miranda to my house & dress
her up in whites before taking her to London's west end for an escort
assignment, I collected her & found her a sheer white pair of linen summer
trousers, a sheer schoolgirl blouse shirt with a red Honda tie from the
shop, a blazer jacket & a pair of man's slip on shoes as the assignment
required her to be dressed as a man even though her bra, light blue nylon
brief underwear, stockings & suspenders were perfectly visible, her hair
was tied up almost near the top of her head in a long flowing ponytail, she
carried her wallet & cigarettes with a long holder in the inside jacket
pocket whilst in her opposite pocket she carried my solid brass Zippo
lighter, I loaned her my briefcase so as to carry her handbag & after
looking her over & making her a snack meal with coffee I drove her to her
assignment.
  Watching her walk in front of me was really sexy as her entire stocking
legs were visible through the trousers the sight of which made my cock go
rock hard inside my underwear speedos, the head of my cock pushed through
the foreskin & was being rubbed by the nylon as I walked, had I walked much
further I would have shot a huge load of spunk inside my speedos, Miranda's
huge cock made a huge bulge in those trousers which was easily seen by
anyone walking the other way & with her jacket buttons undone her breasts
made huge mounds in her shirt, anyone seeing her bulges would immediately
think she was a shemale except for her secretly having the satisfaction of
a vagina underneath her balls, as she walked, the erotic feelings as her
stockinged thighs rubbed against the insides of her trouser legs & the
nylon of her brief panties was rubbing the lips of her labia together with
her balls giving her a lovely sensation making her cock go hard, we entered
the private club to meet her client who was an air hostess.

  We sat at a far table & a waiter took our order for drinks, we talked for
a while giving time for our cocks to go soft, she took off her jacket &
immediately the hostess saw both the bra through the material of the shirt
& her huge mounds, drew a breath & uttered a sigh knowing that she was not
being sold short, she had already studied her photo & details with the
escort agency so she knew about the hermaphrodite sat at her table &
anticipated an evening of some very raunchy unusual sex for which she was
paying a premium even though this was Miranda's first assignment.
  We lit up our cigarettes with both girls smoking out of cigarette holders
which Miranda lit with my Zippo which made its classic "clink" noise as she
flipped the lid open with her thumb, with the talk quietly turning to sex,
both girls became aroused with their vaginal fluids flowing into their
panties & their scents wafting around the table, Miranda's huge cock became
fully hard making a huge bulge in her trousers with a wet spot appearing as
pre-cum flowed out of her rampant jerking cock with 2 squirts of white
watery love juices adding to the already huge wet patch in her trousers.

  They were led away by a teenage boy smartly dressed in a bell boy's
uniform to a plush bedroom which was illuminated by the soft lighting of a
bedside lamp, a red candlewick bedspread was draped over the large double
bed, the boy took a tip from the hostess, quietly left the room & she
operated the latch which locked the door.
  They were now passionately hugging, kissing which included tongues
exchanging, normally the preserve of gays, & grinding their genitals into
each other through their clothes, Miranda was so aroused at the feelings of
her cock being ground into that her clitoris erupted with cum which flooded
into her panties followed by a gush of vaginal fluids soaking both her
panties & her trousers even more, the room was now heavy with their scents
when they stripped off rapidly & embraced each other totally naked before
climbing on top of the bed with Miranda lying down on her back.
  The hostess knelt down straddled across her facing her head & guided her
monstrous rampant huge cock into her leaking vagina & started riding her
cock with an up & down motion.
  Meanwhile I was about to be served with a Chinese stir fry tiger prawn
chow mein with side orders of prawn crackers, vegetables & a small bottle
of rice wine which was an excellent meal on the house.
  The hostess was now riding Miranda's cock with gusto whilst massaging her
breasts, nipples & clitoris uttering guttural sounds & mewling when her
clitoris erupted with her offering of cum as she had her first orgasm &
rested for a few moments, Miranda's breasts had copiously leaked with her
milk which the hostess was now lapping it up like a cat becoming hooked on
its devilishly Moorish taste when her clitoris gushed out its offering of
cum for a second time signaling her simultaneous orgasms with a huge flood
of hot spunk flooding into the hostess's vagina with a deluge of vaginal
fluids gushing out of her vagina & milk squirting out like fountains from
her breasts with her trying not to scream the place down.
  As her spunk flooded into the hostess, her orgasm took hold with an
intensity she had yet to experience in her 22 years of life, as both her
clitoris erupted with more cum & a mixture of their fluids flooded past
Miranda's huge cock before they laid down in their afterglows spent,
Miranda's cock was still rock hard despite unloading a huge offering of
spunk & both girls coupled up together in a lover's embrace on their sides
& Miranda pushed her huge cock back inside her vagina & left it there
giving the hostess an awesome feeling of fullness adding to the
satisfaction of their session.

  They laid there sleepily in a deeply satisfying afterglow for a while,
all the time Miranda's huge cock kept up its incessant twitching as her
lovely feelings built up for a repeat offering of hot spunk flooding into
the hostess's vagina which was preceded by her clitoris erupting with more
cum & more vaginal fluids erupting from her, all without plowing her cock
into her, she still left her cock inside her before it finally deflated &
came out, they both showered together & got dressed with changes of clean
panties for the hostess & black nylon cocksock briefs for Miranda when the
bedside telephone rang to tell them their meal was ready,
  I had long finished my meal & was sat in the TV room watching a movie
whilst both girls ate their meal before finally joining me in the TV room,
it was now past midnight & I had to drive Miranda back to Reading, the
hostess counted out a bundle of 20 pound notes & paid Miranda for her
services before retiring to the bedroom they used for the night to take a
taxi to London's Heathrow airport for another flight somewhere with fond
memories of hot sex with a teenage hermaphrodite to last a lifetime after
which sex for her will never be the same again.

  Miranda asked to sleep at my place rather than turn up at some god awful
hour of the night knowing that a sleepover would be a lot easier to explain
which suited us both, after a drink we tucked into my bed totally naked &
almost immediately she took hold of my cock which was already hard & I
pushed it inside her receptive vagina leaving it inside whilst in an
embrace, with it constantly twitching & feeding pre-cum inside her it
wasn't long before her vagina started twitching & contracting round my
cock, both of us had awesome feelings which soon built up when her clitoris
erupted with another offering of cum soon to be followed by my cock
blasting a huge load of hot spunk inside her, afterwards I fell asleep with
my cock still inside her.
  The following morning she was up a few minutes before me & all she wore
was her bra & cocksock briefs around the house & she cooked up our full
English breakfasts, I rose when she called me from the bottom of the
stairs, we sat in the living room wearing only my speedos watching the
breakfast show on TV & eating out of trays followed by coffee served with
honey & her freshly expressed breast milk,
  After breakfast I answered a few emails, sent one to Rick & another to
John before we dressed & I drove Miranda home, having dropped her off I
drove to Shiplake & walked through the college grounds to the river &
boarded the countess for its usual trip to the Lynch, after another coffee
Rick & I discussed the previous night's events which certainly went well,
he had received an email from the air hostess thanking us for such a
wonderful night & looked forward to the next one, having replied with Rob's
photos & details the next cock she'll be having inside her vagina would be
10 inches of Rob's red bull can sized prime teenage meat, her reply was
that she looked forward to another challenge, I changed into my new see
through white swimming trunks from Thailand & went swimming by the swimming
hole tree until lunchtime.

  I spent the afternoon at Reading Wreckers chatting to John the proprietor
when he produced a Triumph 9 stud Bonneville cylinder head with the worst
worn out exhaust stub threads I have ever seen in my entire career, on
first impressions I thought. 'Who the hell is going to repair that?"
  I could easily deal with the rocker box & spark plug helicoils but I
needed coffee for my brains to work, I knew that BLR engineering could
easily repair it with specially made exhaust stubs with oversize threads
but this head was obviously too far gone for that, John brought out my
coffee & as the liquid entered my body with the sugar & caffeine hitting my
brain, John had brought over an identical cylinder head the previous year
which was repaired by them plus he took note of their methods of repair &
set up to do it, he had the special oversize taps made in the Qantas tool
room plus he made a fixture to hold the cylinder heads in place in a large
drill press & had a tap holding fixture made which fits in place after
removing the drill's chuck, that head was nowhere as worn as this one, the
plan I formulated was to grind out the ports further to clean metal & have
them TIG welded to replace the metal worn away, John knew a good welder on
the Basingstoke road, a phone call later arranged for the head to be
deposited there for welding.

  John was immensely pleased at my plan, the head was one he rescued from a
motorcycle shop's scrap bin whilst he was an apprentice so it didn't cost
him anything, now with one of his customers looking for one he knew he
could make a decent amount of money from the sale of a repaired head, in a
few days time I'll be collecting the already welded head from him & taking
it to BLR engineering, meanwhile he checked through John's list & found
some old brochures which he let me have together with an old workshop
manual for Rob Hargis's Norton which I placed in the shipping crate when I
got home.

 Damian had a few lucky finds one day when he rode his mountain bike
through the car park near to his school, at the far end is a large charity
recycling bin which was full & a number of bin liner bags was placed
outside which obviously had attracted the attention of the local scroungers
who've been scouring through them leaving the site looking like a clothes
dump, he spotted a girl's blazer from the school next door & out of
curiosity picked it up finding it was a good loose fit, further scouring
through the pile revealed a bottle green uniform skirt which had been
tailored into a micro skirt, white blouse shirt, jumper & a tie, he felt
good in himself as he now had most of a girl's school uniform which he
rolled up & just managed to squeeze into his backpack, another bag revealed
several black American made Players nylon undershirt vests still in their
packaging which are made out of a very thin sheer nylon tricot material, he
whooped for joy when he saw them & packed them into a side pocket of his
backpack, further scouring found some pairs of black speedo bikini brief
swimming trunks made out of a thin nylon material all in his size, knowing
that they're not made any more he whooped at the find & pocketed them, his
last find was 2 pairs of navy blue school cotton PE shorts in his size,
with mid summer only a few days away they were handy for casual wear on hot
days & he squeezed them into his now full & bulging backpack, after taking
a final look he rode home.

  After his evening meal he went upstairs to his bedroom & unpacked, as
this is his normal time he changes out of his school uniform he was now
totally naked, he first tried on one of the speedos & almost immediately
the sensual feeling of the nylon tricot on his cock made it fully hard
inside the trunks, he looked in the mirror with satisfaction at his huge
bulge then unwrapped a vest & put it on looking in deep satisfaction at his
muscular 6 pack upper torso clearly visible through the nylon tricot of the
loose fitting vest which also showed the speedos in their entirety through
the bottom portion of the vest, now he looked like he was wearing a black
vest & underwear set & thought.
  "I'm wearing these to school tomorrow,' he stroked his nipples through
the material of the vest which gave him a highly pleasurable sensation
making his huge cock rock hard & twitching.
  It was now time to try on the girl's school uniform, excitement coursed
throughout him knowing it once belonged to someone from the girl's school
next door, leaving on his black speedos & Players vest with his huge rock
hard cock now wetting the speedos with pre-cum, he put on the blouse shirt,
even though it looked identical to his school shirt the buttons were on the
left which surprised him & it was made of a thinner almost see through
material, he fiddled with the buttons & finally done them up, put on the
tie & the skirt which was a crotch length micro skirt having been
previously altered & posed with immense satisfaction in front of the mirror
at different positions seeing the black vest through the material of the
shirt before swinging his fist & beaming out. "Yes."

  He finally tried on the jumper & blazer which smelled of perfumed
deodorant indicating that all the clothes were clean & once again posed in
front of the mirror before using his hair band to tie his long flowing
waist length hair high on the back of his head into a long flowing
ponytail, the uniform had now transformed him as he admired the schoolgirl
reflection in the mirror, yet he realized that something was missing,
something which he'd seen every day during the hot sunny weather when all
the girls were in their shirts, it was their bras which he saw through
their shirts, he now needed a bra & to complete the disguise & he also
needed a pair of long uniform socks & shoes, he saw something white in the
pile & missed it which now it gnawed at him, he had to return to the
clothes pile & search through it again, there was something there which he
saw which didn't register, he quickly changed into a pair of jeans & tee
shirt, left the house & cycled to the clothes pile, as he searched through
it again he found what he was looking for, it was the girl's bra, he
whooped for joy especially as the bra was fitted with see through cups, as
he pocketed it he thought.
  'People might see my nipples through my shirt.'

  Later during the week I went to BLR engineering to collect the Triumph
cylinder head, they had done a first class job on it, as I gazed at it on
the counter I was absolutely gob smacked at the quality of their work, it
no longer looked like the grimy object from some scrap bin from long ago,
the exhaust stubs looked immaculate in their bright shiny stainless steel
which were made to the standard size & required fitting into a hot cylinder
head casting with a huge tommy bar, the head looked new as the glass bead
blasting had removed every trace of grime & the casting had a lovely pearly
sheen to it, the valve guides had been replaced & looked immaculate in
their shiny yellow aluminium bronze & the valve seats had been re-cut with
a precision 3 angle seat hand cutter, this was no doubt a top dollar job
just like the one repaired for John the previous year at a reasonable
price, when I took it to John at Reading Wreckers he was amazed & quite
happily paid me up, his customer who ordered the head certainly paid John a
lot of money for it & left the shop with a hugely satisfying grin on his
face.

  John's BSA Bantam too was progressing nicely, the frame & all the cycle
parts of the machine had been repainted in the factory Mist green colour;
the fuel tank had been professionally refinished with its cream coloured
tear drop shaped side panels & the colourful BSA bantam transfers, the
engine too looked immaculate & BLR engineering had repaired the split in
the cylinder's spigot by argon arc TIG welding & re-bored & honed to its
first oversize of +020", the machine now took pride of place in my garage
with an old sheet covering it waiting for me to re-fit the engine & a few
parts to arrive in the mail.
  John told me about his other one he acquired in Australia as a decrepit
stripped down machine being ridden by kids along the storm water drain at
the eastern end of Ormond park in Moonee Ponds which is situated next to
the Tullamarine freeway along which the Moonee Ponds creek flows, this was
John's first ever ride on a motorcycle which was an old stripped down 49cc
Honda C100 cub which required push starting owing to the usual broken kick
start shaft.
  The bantam blew its spark plug clean out of its cylinder head which was
John's first helicoil job whilst still a 16 year old schoolboy only to
return a few days later to repair 2 crankcase cylinder base threads with
helicoil inserts which the kids had stripped through over tightening the
cylinder head nuts, John had just been paid for the job when the kids
father demanded he hand back the money & leave his property, John politely
asked their angry father if he could have the machine & not only was he
allowed to take it away with a box containing all the removed cycle parts,
the man also delivered it for him.
  With the assistance of his mentors the machine was repaired & reassembled
including having the crankcase welded where its drive chain had snapped
resulting in an ingress of water as the kids rode the machine along the
dyke shorting out the bike's magneto & resulting in misfires.
  It passed its roadworthy certificate with flying colours & once
registered became the machine John rode after having taken out his
learner's permit & later passing both car & motorcycle oral tests having
also learned to ride on another BSA Bantam as a 17 year old during his gap
year in the UK & passed both UK car & motorcycle tests, both BSA bantams
are now parked in his garage at Seabrook in Australia along with his
father's old war horse WD BSA 500cc side valve M20 motorcycle & his 1950
Series 1 80" ex British army Land Rover.

  Damian first wore his girl's school uniform to the local cinema after
having changed in a nearby public toilet; he wore his newly acquired black
cocksock briefs under the micro skirt with his exposed nylon sheathed cock
dangling down obscenely, his legs were clad in sheer black stockings held
up by his garter belt, both the tops of the stockings & garter belt straps
were exposed & a later visit to the clothes pile found him some suitable
shoes, being a warm night he didn't wear the jumper which was in a stout
shopping bag with his jeans & he carried his blazer under one arm, he also
carried a handbag which was a later find from the clothes pile, & before he
entered the cinema, he stood nearby & lit up a joint on a long cigarette
holder with a Zippo lighter.
  He loved the feeling as the slight cooling breeze caressed his stockinged
legs & his nylon encased package, his exhilaration coursed through him as
he stood there wearing lipstick & make up on his face wondering if any
passers by would see through the disguise hoping that his developed
pectorals would pass as petite breasts with his nipples & areolas visible
through both the bra & the shirt or notice his nylon sheathed cock hanging
below the hem of his school uniform bottle green micro skirt, he certainly
received a few admiring glances from teenage boys of about his age & once
he finished his joint he entered the cinema & sat in the back row.

  Damian had certainly been noticed as he stood outside smoking his joint,
the man who noticed him was one who loved having sex with schoolgirls & the
sight of one standing sexily in the street smoking from a long cigarette
holder pressed all his buttons, he walked in paying for his ticket & looked
around, inside his jacket pocket he carried a small Japanese made pocket
telescope based around the US military's starlight scope, it was a small
night vision device.
  The man used the scope to scour the seating of the building, it used the
light reflected from the screen to illuminate those seated in the darkest
recesses of the back row & within seconds he found Damian, he pocketed the
device & made his way to him politely asking.
  "Is there anyone sitting next to you? Damian looked around answering."
No," he immediately recognized the man's voice as he spoke; it was Vivian
from the Honda dealer.

  Vivian's hand rested on his stockinged thigh before sensually stroking
him, Damian's monstrous cock became fully erect as excitement coursed
through him, his nipples became hard & erect straining against the bra
which was a size smaller & packed his pectorals into the cups giving him
the appearance of pert breasts, his hand now went to fondling his breasts
feeling the bra through the shirt & stroking his nipples, he returned to
stroking his thigh when he saw the nylon encased huge cock standing erect &
holding up the hem of his skirt, now he saw the bottom V shape of his black
cocksock briefs, he took hold of his nylon encased rock hard cock &
said. "What's this then?" as Damian let out a sigh.

  Vivian had seen enough of those cocksock briefs to know that he was one
of the group from the Lynch that he was feeling up & asked in a
whisper. "Which one are you?"
  "Damian, looks like you haven't recognize me."
  "That's because I haven't seen you in a girl's school uniform, it looks
great on you & I must say that you've done a fine job of dressing up as
one, shall I continue where I left off?"
  "Please do."
  Damian stood up allowing Vivian to unclasp his suspender belt & drop his
cocksock briefs before sitting down, Vivian was now on his knees within the
tight confines between the folded up seats as his mouth encircled Damian's
huge rampant leaking pole, his tongue expertly circled around the head of
his cock as he sucked it whilst undoing some buttons on his blouse &
massaging his nipples with his fingers through the thin cup material of the
bra.
  Vivian's pole was also rock hard inside his nylon panties which he wore
under his thin terylene dress slacks together with stockings & suspenders
with a white lace bra under his shirt, he humped his buttocks back & forth
which caused the silky nylon to rub sensually on the head of his cock as
the panties also slid on the silky smooth material of his trousers giving
him lovely hugely enhanced sensations as Damian managed to reach under his
chest & massage Vivian's nipples through his bra & shirt, now the feelings
were building up in Vivian's balls, pre-cum was flowing into his panties,
his cock was twitching & jerking, a gush of watery white liquid erupted
from his cock flooding through the material of both panties & trousers
making a huge wet patch on the front just before several huge gushes off
spunk flooded into his panties during which he faltered on his rhythm
uttering sighs with his mouth closed, he had come a lot faster than most
teenagers & savoured the experience of his orgasm as his genitals became
bathed in his warm spunk inside his panties.

  Damian too blasted out a huge offering of hot teenage spunk into Vivian's
mouth with his balls now being kneaded in one hand, his orgasm was so
shattering he was bucking & humping in his seat trying to stifle his will
to scream even though he was grunting at his orgasm, they finally kissed
with Vivian sharing the taste of his own teenage spunk, so engrossed were
they in their session that they became totally surprised when the lights
came on at the intermission illuminating them in their hot steamy embrace.

  They quickly gathered themselves together & hurriedly left the cinema
walking briskly to Vivian's Dodge Challenger, he started up it's huge V8
Chrysler 440 cubic inch magnum big block engine fuelled by a six pack
carburettur & they rapidly left the car park with a loud roar from the
exhausts as the car accelerated like a jet fighter with the forces
thrusting Damian into the passenger seat, panic ran through their minds
when Damian uttered.
  "Quickly drive to the dogging car park & wait around for a while."
  They arrived there to collect their thoughts & re-adjust their clothes,
The front of Vivian's trousers was now sporting a huge wet patch on the
front which was added to by the after leakage from his cock, Damian's cock
had leaked through the nylon sheath of his briefs & onto his stockings &
the car seat, he got out of the car with his handbag, sat on the bonnet,
rolled another joint & smoked it, the appearance of a naughty schoolgirl
wearing a short sleeve white blouse & micro skirt smoking from a long
cigarette holder looked highly erotic as the aroma of burning weed wafted
around the car & a short distance into the car park.
  Damian's mum slowed down her Jaguar XJS & was on the point of entering
the car park, thinking that her son would be at the cinema, as she came to
the site looking for more sex, her gaze fell on the schoolgirl sat on the
bonnet of the challenger & she immediately recognized the uniform from the
school she taught at although she fortunately didn't recognize the person
sat there, fearing that the schoolgirl sat there might recognize her she
drove away.
  As she drove along the country lanes collecting her thoughts she drove to
Black Park near the A412 near Slough, parked in the car park & walked by
the lake, as a teacher her duty was to report the sighting of the girl from
her school to the principal, it was something she couldn't really do
knowing the questions she would be asked as to why she was there in the
first place, her hands shook violently as she tried to light a cigarette &
dropped her lighter on the ground.
  She was now uttering curses under her breath as she picked up the lighter
& composed herself before lighting her cigarette, even after several pulls
she wished her son was with her as it wasn't a cigarette she needed; she
needed a good strong joint to settle her nerves, her devious mind
remembered the girl she caught smoking a joint by the re-cycle bins & her
little notebook which she confiscated along with her tobacco tin, she had
scoured through that little notebook & found the phone number of her
dealer, after recording it in an unobtrusive page of her mini filofax
whilst alone in the staff room she returned the notebook to the girl, now
she took the book from her handbag & called the number, several minutes
later a dark skinned rider on a scooter pulled up alongside her car & the
deal was done, after he left she rolled up the joint & lit it up, after
several pulls she felt a drug induced contentment.

  About half an hour later both Vivian & Damian exited the car & walked
holding hands some distance along the tracks which ran through the woods
until they came to a very narrow track which they followed until they came
to a small clearing with a depression in the ground, they passionately
hugged & kissed each other in a lovers embrace whilst humping their groins
into each other, to outward appearances it looked as though a schoolgirl
was having a sexual liaison with a man old enough to be her father, lust
ran riot through both of them with their rock hard cocks spewing out
pre-cum into their already cum stained clothes.
  Vivian took a small tin of scented lube from his pocket, unclipped
Damian's suspender belt, pulled down his cocksock briefs & lubed up his
teen pussy hole, before dropping his trousers to his ankles, unclipping his
suspender belt, dropping his panties & pushing his rampant leaking cock
into Damian's pussy hole.
  Holding him by the hips he plowed into him like a possessed rapist
sometimes slowing down to stroke his nipples & knead his balls, Damian once
again felt the stirring sensations building up in both his cock & balls
bringing him ever closer to another climax as his huge cock dripped pre-cum
onto the ground & twitched, his feelings built up to a shattering orgasm as
jets of teen spunk flew several feet out of his cock & his wildly clenching
chute brought Vivian to another explosive climax as his deluge of hot spunk
flooded deep into his chute, Damian felt every single one of those blasts
of spunk as they flowed inside him with highly satisfying sensations.
  They walked arm in arm back to the car & sat there talking & listening to
the radio, more after leakage of spunk leaked into their underwear adding
to Vivian's huge cum stains on his trousers & leaking through Damian's
nylon sheath onto his stockings, Vivian saw the large bead of spunk on the
end of his sheathed cock & with a finger he scooped it off & licked it
clean.
  Finally Vivian drove him home & Damian saw that his mum's car wasn't
parked in the drive; he entered the house still dressed as a schoolgirl &
quickly got changed into his black nylon Speedo swimming trunks & his black
American Players nylon tricot sheer vest which is all he ever wears around
the house, he packed the school uniform away into his old suitcase, hand
washed the stockings & briefs, put a Cornish pasty in the microwave & sat
down to a TV snack.
  Meanwhile Vivian had returned to the dogging site & was now pounding his
cock into Damian's mum's pussy for which he would be rewarded with a good
feed of her breast milk, as he savoured its devilishly Moorish taste he
noticed the taint to its taste rather like a connoisseur tasting a fine
wine & noticing the difference between vintages, it wasn't offensive to him
as he loved the taste as her breast milk tasted of cum, she was quaffing
cum from the boys at the school next to her's.
  She arrived home late just as Damian completed his homework assignments &
placed them into his school backpack, with the late hour it was time for
his feed, she led him up to her bed, untied the cord & removed his speedos,
took off his vest & Damian was now totally naked, she stripped off all her
clothes & laid on her bed, her son now laid on top with his rock hard cock
inserted into her already moist vagina & left it inside her feeding her his
pre-cum & love juices as it constantly twitched giving her lovely
sensations of fullness & exciting her contractions as he drank her offering
of breast milk when minutes later her clitoris erupted with a huge gush of
cum just as his cock blasted his teen boy spunk inside her taking them both
to orgasmic bliss, finally they rested there in their sleepy afterglows
sharing a joint before falling asleep.

  It was now Rob's turn to meet the air hostess at the west end club, she
wanted him to be dressed as a man & she also arranged a treat for Justin
which could only take place on a Friday evening, they both wore their newly
arrived see through trousers, white bikini brief swimming trunks, stockings
& suspenders, see through white short sleeve school shirts with ties & bras
with see through cups, their clothes totally exposed everything, whatever
was worn underneath them together with their skin colour & profile of their
bodies was totally visible from a considerable distance away & they both
also wore their school blazers on the drive to London.
  We were escorted from the car to a table in a quiet corner of the club
where she sat by the 14 year old boy wearing his bell boy's uniform, we
ordered our drinks which the boy brought out to us wearing only his thong
bikini brief, he opened the tin on the tray, deftly rolled up joints for
all of us & lit them with the crested Zippo lighter on the tray, Justin
immediately knew that he would be breeding his huge cock into the boy later
on when his gaze fell on him with a wink & a deft touch of his cock which
the thong's pouch could barely contain, he rolled a joint for himself &
joined us at the table.

  Everyone talked for as long as the drinks & joints lasted with their
cocks becoming fully hard leaking pre-cum & love juices into their bikini
briefs whilst both the hostess & Rob were leaking vaginal fluids through
his bikini briefs & her panties as their lust coursed through their bodies
in anticipation of more hot steamy sex before the lad led us to the same
room placing a 'Do not disturb' sign on the door handle & locked the door
with its latch.
  The lad slowly removed Justin's clothes & his thong bikini brief & were
now both naked, they embraced each other humping their rock hard cocks
before suckling on Justin's breasts to be rewarded with his offering of the
sweetest milk he's ever tasted & sucking on his huge cock briefly before
turning his attention to Rob & expressed some of his milk with his breast
pump into a bottle, he went to the telephone & called another boy who
collected the bottle & placed it in their fridge for later, the youngster
then gained the hostess's attention saying.
  "Miss, that's your milk order for your coffees," before both lads laid on
the single bed in an embrace kissing & making love.

  The hostess slowly removed Rob's clothes & gazed with pure lust &
interest at his naked form while she stripped naked, she gazed in awe at
his monstrously huge cock leaking both pre-cum & watery white fluids onto
the carpet, she saw his large breasts with huge nipples oozing out breast
milk & she saw his vaginal fluids trickling down his legs, it was her first
time she feasted eyes on a male hermaphrodite wondering what trick of
nature has brought about this teenage sixth former stood right in front of
her knowing that once again she certainly wasn't sold short.
  As they embraced, Rob's huge cock entered her leaking vagina into a tight
fit as he slowly pushed it in to his balls, the constant twitching & flow
of his liquids deep inside her resulted in her pussy clenching onto his
cock as she suckled more of his breast milk before she directed him to lie
down on the bed.
  Justin lubed up the youngster & slowly pushed his rampant throbbing
leaking cock into his loose fitting boy pussy hole having previously been
enlarged by a number of man's cocks inside him before & he wanted a very
hard pounding from him which he certainly got, lust coursed through their
bodies & both were very vocal with their exchange of words fuelling their
lust to new heights, Justin's feelings were now rapidly building up to a
tremendous orgasm as he was about to unload one of his monstrously huge
loads into his teen boy pussy.
  When he came, his first huge gush of hot spunk hosed into the lad's chute
with a blast lasting about 3 seconds making the lad utter a loud groan &
start mewling as his spunk shot out of his huge cock across the room, now
his violently clenching chute tortured the hell out of Justin & it was a
full 20 seconds interspersed by powerful jerking of his cock before the
second blast filled the boy's chute.
  Now Justin's cum blasts came thick & fast flooding back out past his cock
& the huge fiery load of hot spunk still inside him had him uttering the
most dirty expletives imaginable simply because no man had ever unloaded
such a huge load into him which struggled to take it all in his stride,
when Justin finally pulled out a huge load of cum ran out from his chute
onto the floor, they finally laid on the bed in their afterglows with
Justin's spunk still leaking from the boy's chute onto the bedspread whilst
the youngster opened a tin & rolled up 2 joints, after lighting up the
aroma of burning weed was wafting throughout the building.

  The hostess straddled Rob feeding his monstrous red bull can sized pole
into her leaking pussy & rode him hell for leather, within minutes both
their clitorises erupted with cum & a gush of Rob's vaginal fluids erupted
from him onto both them & wetting the bed, a huge gush of his love juices
flooded into her pussy followed by about a dozen huge jets of spunk as Rob
screamed through his simultaneous orgasms with fountains of breast milk
erupting from his breasts, she too screamed through her intense orgasm
followed by them lying on their sides together with his rock hard cock
inserted back inside her in a lovers embrace giving her an awesome feeling
of fullness from his twitching huge cock.

  It was now the young lad's turn to plow his huge cock into Justin's boy
pussy hole, he lubed him up & slowly pushed his rampant cock inside him
which twitched & jerked wildly giving Justin's love button a lovely
massage, his pre-cum began oozing out in an ever lengthening bead of thick
clear fluid as the boy plowed into him, drops of milk now appeared at
Justin's huge nipples & dripped onto the bed as both lads now started
uttering the most filthy expletives to each other when he asked about their
outrageously see through clothes saying.
  "I love whatever it is you both wore here tonight & I want you to get me
a set."
  "I'm sure we can fix you up but we will need to measure you up first,
I'll give you my phone number in a tick," Justin's mind was now scheming on
how to get the lad to the island & asked him.
  "What are you doing tomorrow?"
  "Nothing; why are you asking?"
  "Can you get a weekend return train ticket to Reading station, if so I
will arrange to meet you there around lunch time?"
  "That sounds really good to me."
  "Now his mind was on plowing his cock into Justin's pussy hole & we went
for broke like a possessed rapist fuelling their lust to new heights with
both their feelings building up to another shattering orgasm & a huge blast
of spunk flying several feet in a 2 second burst from Justin's cock, now
his chute was clenching wildly onto the lad's cock triggering him to flood
Justin's chute with hot spunk & a torturous orgasm making the lad scream &
shouting. "Oh my god!" as about 15 widely spaced blasts flew out of
Justin's cock.
  "As they laid down in their afterglows he asked Justin.
  "Bloody hell, what the fuck are you?"
  "Just a boy who can shoot spunk by the bucket load & produce a drop of
milk."
  "Yeah, tell me about it," as he scooped up a few drops from Justin's
chest savouring its delicious sweet taste & saying, "This tastes really
good."

  "Now it was Rob's turn to breed another load into her, only this time she
wanted his monstrously huge cock pounding into her rear pussy hole, she
positioned herself at the edge of the bed whilst Rob lubed her up & slowly
fed his huge invader into her tight rear pussy hole which hurt her a bit
until they became settled & her pussy started leaking as she felt those
lovely feelings of fullness.
  He slowly plowed into her building up to another orgasm as her clitoris
erupted with a blast of cum, lust was running riot through her when a huge
torrent of vaginal fluids gushed out from her pussy like a fountain & their
bodies became overcame by the intensity of their orgasms as a huge squirt
of Rob's love juices gushed into her chute, now his clitoris erupted with
cum, a huge deluge of vaginal fluids gushed out of him & his monstrously
huge cock fired blast after blast of hot spunk inside her as both their
screams were loud enough to be heard right throughout the building & his
breast milk squirted from his nipples like fountains all over her.
  It was now time for their showers followed by their meal of special fried
rice with sweet & sour king prawns, prawn crackers & rice wine, Justin
wrote his phone number & gave it to the youngster, it was only at this late
stage they mentioned their names, the lad's name was Matthew & he joined
the table for his meal, when the main meal finished another lad brought out
the coffee which was served with honey & Rob's breast milk, both the
youngster & the hostess commented on how nice it was although they found
the idea of it unbelievable, we left at a late hour & after dropping Rob
off at his house, I went home & had the most amazing sleepover with Justin.

  With another day ahead of me at the Honda dealer, we showered, had our
breakfasts & I dropped Justin outside the railway station where he would
catch a train to reading & no doubt Rick would be waiting for him at
Reading Bridge with the countess, I had a busy morning with MOT tests of
which my first one was a rigid framed 1950 BSA D1 Bantam 125cc, this event
would prove to be very handy as I could now record the test weights & brake
tester results into my Filofax note book in preparation for the MOT test
for John's identical machine parked in my garage, its owner was a regular
customer of the shop & as this was a well kept machine all I done was to
record the machine's details, test the lights & brakes, measure up the rear
pillion box seat, measure up the rear luggage rack mountings owing to racks
for plunger rear suspension machines being the only ones available on ebay
as these items were missing from the machine in the garage.
  The next machine was a 1956 DB32 350cc BSA Gold star, this machine is
owned by another shop customer & having the test details for BSA Gold stars
in my notebook already this was another of those cursory tests followed by
a local garage owner's Honda CB77 with an incorrect frame (VIN) number
which is also stated in the original log book issued in 1967, the original
dealer had made a mistake which had remained uncorrected for almost 40
years, even the V5 registration document stated the incorrect frame number,
all I could do was to enter the correct number, enter the facts as an
advisory & send an email to MOT Computerisation, this was already proving
to be an interesting morning, I now needed coffee inside me & popped into
Antonio's caf? for a cup of his Italian espresso coffee.
  Rob entered the shop to carry out some work on the computer & do the
accounts giving us the good news that the shop's debts were almost cleared,
we were now on a good footing & on course to have the shop re-decorated in
the Honda corporate scheme, it also meant we could now start to plan ahead
for the shop's Christmas function.
  Another interesting machine which came in for its MOT test was a Norton
Featherbed framed BSA Gold Star, this was another well prepared machine
which is a regular visitor to the Ace Caf?, I suddenly realized that I
haven't been there for a while & thoughts about taking John there for a
visit entered my head, Ideally we both needed to ride there on a motorcycle
so I rang John.
  He was at Southend beach enjoying a swim in the sea, fortunately another
one of the Qantas engineers was with him sat on the beach & answered his
phone, he called me back after about 20 minutes asking what I've cooked up.
  "John, I've been thinking about the pair of us visiting the Ace Caf? when
you've got some time free."
  "Oh shit yeah, I've heard so much about the place & been meaning to go,
keep me posted.  That afternoon Rob from my youth came into the shop on his
Norvin, we had a good old chin wag about the old days & I invited him
around after work which could prove to be interesting especially if his
youthful flames inside his pants are still alight, the rest of the day was
like any other, I received a text from Justin saying he's now on the island
with Matt & having a whale of a time, thoughts of them skinny dipping at
the swimming hole tree & having steamy sex entered my head giving me a very
hard erection.

  Rob pulled up on his Norvin just after 8pm, I fired up the computer &
looked through loads of photos with him whilst we ate our breast milk
cheese crackers with our coffees made with honey & Rob's breast milk, I
then put on the DVD that John sent from Australia & he was gob smacked
especially to see the teenage John with his mate at the Calder raceway, it
wasn't long with those memories of seeing him as a 15 year old that
memories of those the times he bred his pussy hole with his cock came
flooding back, I fired up the computer again & this time I showed him all
the photos of our group at the island, he instantly recognized Jordan &
what surprised me is that he lives next door to him, now his cock was fully
hard, his jeans had a huge spot of pre-cum on the front, his voice had now
changed & his first hint was.
  "When I was younger I'd have loved to have shagged that blond kid's
arse."
  "You had the pair of us in those days & I daresay there have been others
along the way."
  "If I could spend time on that island I would be shagging the lot of
them, I like that youngster wearing the square cut swimming trunks, I'll be
shagging his arse within minutes and he's a lovely looking lad."
  "His name's Damian, he's 16 & you'll really love his mum, she made that
lovely cheese you had with your crackers & supplied the milk in our
coffees, it's her breast milk."
  "You really surprise me, I loved that coffee at the bike shop you served
me, breast milk, that's really kinky, I bet you still love to do it
especially after seeing that lot on the island."

  I couldn't hold out any longer & neither could Rob, both our cocks were
fully hard inside our pants, lust was coursing through our bodies & despite
our ages, we hugged, kissed & ground our crotches into each other, ripped
all our clothes off, he lubed up my pussy hole & after almost 40 years,
once again his 10 inches of prime man meat was now being pushed into my
pussy hole.
  He observed the proper etiquette & waited despite those lovely feelings
of fullness sending my lust to new heights, his cock was jerking like a
live fish doing the most amazing things to my prostate adding to those
hugely wonderful; feelings & I said.
  "You had better get started before I shoot off my load."
  He slowly plowed into me with long strokes whilst massaging his hugely
monstrous queen sized bullet nipples on his partly developed breasts which
are a sure sign that he's been exercising them & using vacuum pumps, the
same with his breasts which would probably fit into a 'B' cup bra nicely,
he wasn't wearing any erotic under clothes although that's no indicator
that he doesn't possess any, he warned me in good time that he was coming &
when he did, I really felt his hot spunk flood into me with his gushes
which took me over the edge as gush after gush of spunk flew out of my cock
onto the chair, now my chute clenched wildly onto his cock extending his
hugely intense orgasm which had him almost screaming & uttering loads of
dirty expletives before he pulled out.
  We sat down in our deeply satisfying afterglows whilst I lit up 2 joints
making his a mild one, we continued chatting about the old days until a
late hour when he left but not before arranging more meetings & his visit
to the island, I slept a very peaceful contented sleep that night.

  The following morning I drove to the island to see Rick, no doubt Matt
would be there with Justin & enjoyed a night of raunchy hot steamy sex
together on board the countess, I needed to take his measurements for those
raunchy erotic clothes from Thailand, I arrived to find the pair of them
snuggled up to each other in Rick's double bed having had a lie in although
they were both awake having smelled Rick's cooking of their full English
breakfasts, that room reeked of a mixture of burnt weed, their cum & boy
smell, I knocked, looked in the door & called out.
  "What time do you call this? It's half past 10, I want you both up with
your breakfasts in your bellies & as soon as Rick's heated the water you
can both take a shower," Justin looked at me with a sheepish grin
saying. "We're both in the nude."
  "I know that's never bothered you before Justin but young Matt might not
be used to being naked, at least put on your swimming trunks."
  They rose out of the bed totally naked & searched around the floor
amongst their scattered clothes until they both found their speedo swimming
trunks, put them on & joined us with their breakfasts, having finished I
took out my note pad, pen, tape measure & measured Matt up for his clothes,
by now the billycans of water around the fire were warm enough for their
showers, taking the tins & the stirrup pump I washed them both down with
the water whilst they used soap & flannels before I finally rinsed them
off, passed them their towels & their speedos, I asked Matt.
  "How do you like your visit to the island & your night on board?"
  "It's brilliant, she's a lovely boat & we really enjoyed ourselves, we
even went skinny dipping, OMG that was a right scream."
  "I take it you want to come back again."
  "Yes please, it'll get me out of London & it's really nice around here."
  "You do know that you may be sleeping with the others in their communal
shelter built up of British army basha shelter sheets in sleeping bags, I
take it you do have at least a sleeping bag & a groundsheet?"
  "Justin's told me all about it & I've seen all the photos on board, it's
brilliant, it's got to be better than the scouts."
  "The whole group are very experienced campers, yes we've even spent
nights out in torrential rain & spectacular thunderstorms which includes me
& still remained dry, it'll be a good experience for you."
  I left the pair to their own devices as I had a number of tasks, searches
& emails to write on Rick's computer which took us up to Sunday roast which
Rick was cooking in the Dutch oven, Justin really threw himself into
assisting Rick in preparing the food & just watching him is very pleasing
to the eye, he already has the makings of progressing on to be a chef & has
started making inroads into claiming the kitchen as his domain.
  After dinner we changed into our swimming trunks & went diving & swimming
off the tree trunk, it's there that I saw that Matt was a fairly competent
swimmer & confident in the water although he could use some stroke tuition
to improve his style, we spent some time just lying on the grass
sunbathing, that's when I really saw this lovely lad, he has light brown
hair in a traditional short back & sides cut, blue eyes & of a similar size
& build as Justin wearing black speedos & packing a large bulge in them,
his breasts are slightly pointed with the usual puffed up nipples on breast
buds of a lad of his age which looked really erotic on him, I really wanted
to move in on him & just laid there in silence thinking how to approach it,
I then asked him.
  "Do you normally wear that black G string at the club?"
  "Sometimes, especially if we have a good client, he gets to have a good
look at me & I usually end up being shagged."
  "You must have done it quite a bit now."
  "I have indeed, I prefer the older guys as they're more gentle plus they
really know how to please, the younger ones can be a bit rough & ready, if
it's a woman they usually make me wear a rubber."

  I became surprised that this youngster could happily talk openly about
what he does & it was his talking which now had him becoming aroused, his
cock was now fully hard in his trunks making a huge bulge & leaking pre-cum
into an ever growing wet spot, I started by gently stroking his nipples
which were very sensitive & added to his lovely feelings as he laid there &
moaned.
  We moved to the nearby clearing out of sight from the opposite riverbank
& I untied the tie cord of his trunks & slowly pulled them down, his
beautiful looking huge cock certainly wouldn't look out of place on an
older person, I knelt down & sucked his cock giving him a really good blow
job, when I carefully massaged his nipples his sensations sent him into
overdrive as he now pounded ferociously into my face, within seconds it was
all over as jets of his hot spunk flooded into my mouth as he screamed &
writhed at the intensity of his highly intense orgasm as I sucked him
really hard, I then gave him a good long kiss feeding him a good taste of
his own boy juice.
  Now he wanted Justin to plow his boy pussy hole especially having had the
experience of being bred by him in bed the previous night, for him to take
such a huge hot load was for him a highly erotic experience, the warmth of
Justin's huge load inside him felt so awesome he knew it wasn't something
which he would experience again for some time, the boy was lustfully
gagging for his cock knowing that other youngsters cocks just paled into
insignificance, he would spend the following days sat at his school desk
just thinking about him, his cock would be getting hard in his classes most
of the time, having experienced the feel of silky nylon speedos he would
now wear them to school instead of underwear except during PE or sports
days, later on he would be wearing a white Players nylon tricot vest under
his school shirt knowing that the silky smooth nylon would excite his
sensitive nipples sending him over the top & flooding his speedos under his
school trousers with spunk.
  We now had to depart this magical island for him to catch his train, I
gave him a shopping list of camping items to buy together with a British
army shelter sheet basha & groundsheet, school holidays for Matt couldn't
come soon enough.

  I returned home to a quiet evening finding that the jiffy bag of parts
for the BSA Bantam had arrived having been posted through my neighbour's
letter box by mistake, Jordan arrived on his motorcycle unannounced & I
really was glad to see him, after coffees we entered the garage & he helped
me finish the machine which looked immaculate on my hydraulic work bench,
now the moment came with both of us wondering if the almost 60 year old
machine would start, I mixed up some two stroke fuel in a can, fuelled the
machine, turned on the fuel tap, primed the carburettur, closed off the
choke flap & kick started a machine which hadn't ran for 50 years, after 3
kicks the engine burst into life & I immediately opened the choke flap, I
let it tick over for a few moments as immense pride overwhelmed both of us,
a plume of blue smoke was issuing from the exhaust so I wheeled it out of
the garage & then said.
  "There you go, how about taking her round the block for me & remember to
keep the revs down, the gear lever's on the right, the brake pedal's on the
left & you've only got 3 gears with this baby."
  Jordan beamed a huge smile of delight especially knowing that I was
totally entrusting him with a historic machine with himself being the first
person to ride it in 50 years, he was riding it untaxed & without an MOT
test certificate although a machine of that type very rarely attracts the
attention of the cops apart from their own curiosity & wanting to take a
closer look at it.
  Jordan rode the machine back into the driveway, stopped the engine,
placed it onto its stand & removed his helmet with a huge smile on his face
saying.
  "That bike's well cool; I love it to bits even though it's primitive and
whose is it?"
  "It's John's from Australia, he bought it from Reading wreckers a while
back originally to ride it in a charity toy run near Christmas time, I
restored it for him well ahead of schedule & I daresay he should be getting
a few good rides on it this summer."
  "I would dearly love one of them, I told the old man about you doing it
when it was just a pile of bits & he has fond memories of his one which was
his first motorcycle at 16, since then he's always been going on about it,
he's even said something about still having a load of bits in a wooden box
in the garage."

  My thoughts reasoned that those parts, whatever they are may not even be
serviceable, it might be a cache of parts which someone gave him, possibly
to enable his machine to continue operating whilst on a shoestring budget,
the fact that they haven't been disposed of possibly may be due to the
usual hectic working life & just languished in his garage continually
forgotten about with more important daily issues cropping up which means
that they've survived & could enable another machine to use the roads
again, Jordan's question brought me back to the present.  "I would love to
ride in the toy run & hopefully find one of those bikes somewhere."
  "Look Jordan, I know you're keen to build up one of those machines, the
short answer is that John isn't short of a bob or two as he works at one of
the top jobs in Australia, add to that he also has a small time motorcycle
repair shop with a light engineering & thread repair business, you're just
a teenager, even if you do find one, even a basket case or a barn find
these days will cost a lot of money, there's a hell of a lot of interest
now in the BSA Bantam & a cottage industry has built up making & supplying
parts for them, I wish you well plus I don't mind throwing in my pound of
flesh to help you out."

  He looked thoughtful & borrowed my computer scouring through all the
parts suppliers noting down contact details in an A4 writing pad then
scouring through ebay, after about 2 hours he realized the enormity of the
task facing him & yet he remained undeterred as he said.
  "I'll ask my old man to check out & list the contents of that box in his
garage."
  I replied. "Maybe it's better if we both do it, that way we'll both have
a better idea of what's serviceable & what's not."
  Jordan was now in a better frame of mind having started his research into
a machine he may not even acquire, he packed his notes away & snuggled up
to me on the settee resting his head on my shoulder, I became excited at
the feel of his warm breath on me & my cock became as hard as a rod of
iron, Jordan noticed this & started fondling me running his hands through
my hair, rubbing my thighs, massaging my nipples through my tee shirt &
passionately kissing me.
  We progressed to my bedroom stripping off all our clothes, I laid on the
bed whilst he knelt down straddling me facing my head, his teen pussy was
already lubed up which had me wondering when he done it, he lowered himself
onto me as I fed my huge rampant leaking cock into his pussy hole which
slid straight in, now he rode me with gusto making the bed shake violently
with his cock waving up & down like a wand spewing pre-cum onto my chest
whilst massaging his nipples & uttering the most filthy expletives known to
man.
  Lust coursed through both our bodies & those lovely feelings rapidly
built up to a shattering orgasm as jet after jet of hot spunk flooded deep
inside his chute which started clamping wildly onto my cock as a series of
jets of spunk flew out of Jordan's teenage cock some of which hit me
squarely in the face, I was almost writhing & screaming at him with its
intensity.
  He remained straddled across me savouring those lovely feelings of
fullness inside him quietly saying lover's talk which flattered me
especially to be having such hot steamy sex with a teen at my age, it was
just before he was about to get off when he asked me.
  "May I sleep with you in your bed tonight?"
  "Of course you can," we showered together & when dry, went downstairs for
coffee made with honey & Rob's breast milk with a couple of choc chip
cookies each, I rolled us a joint each which we smoked with the snack &
finally retired into my bed snuggled up with this lovely teen.

  After Breakfast Jordan & I went to his house as now was a good time as
any to check out the contents of that box, after removing loads of junk
which had been stored on top of the box which was covered in dust & debris,
when it was finally uncovered, it was heavy & felt like it weighed a ton,
it took quite some effort to drag it into the daylight & when finally
opened it looked for all the world that it was full of junk.
  I began by laying out the contents which comprised some unused spare
parts still in their packaging, a pair of forks, rear hub with a worn
sprocket, a biscuit tin full of gears, another one full of clutch parts, a
speedometer, a worn out crankshaft, 3 cylinders, & finally we came to the
engine itself which was wrapped in an old blanket minus its cylinder &c,
the left hand crankcase had a piece broken off as did the generator casing
which had resulted from a previous drive chain breakage, the con rod moved
freely but the big end was shot, after more coffee I began cataloguing the
contents of that box on a large writing pad, stripped the remainder of the
engine down & started to formulate a plan before packing the box away, I
then explained to Jordan.
  "To cut it short, the first thing you have to do is to get hold of a
spare parts list, a workshop manual & then go out looking for the rest of
the bike, having done that it becomes a case of shopping around for parts
to finish the job, you're dealing with a machine which was made 60 years
ago, there's no BSA spares department any more & the chances are quite a
lot of parts just aren't around now, having said that, there's always the
thrill of the chase."
   What I didn't know was that his father would also want in on the project
being the main holder of the purse strings & harbouring a wish to re-create
those heady days of his youth with a similar machine & quite possibly lay
the ghosts of the gremlins which plagued his machine back then., meanwhile
we were counting down the days to the summer holidays in anticipation of
more of those heady days which they must surely bring.

			     To be continued.