Date: Fri, 7 Jun 2019 23:06:20 +0100
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: Pornographer's laptop 5.

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issues which subsequently ensue.

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Pornographer's laptop, Dylan's rat bike 5.

Dylan's Saracen.

Dylan's ride in the white 1970 Dodge Challenger RT was certainly a highly
exhilarating experience in this iconic American muscle-car driven by Damian
with his mum sat it the back seat. She bought the car off Vivian about 10
years ago who passed it down to her son. For a car approaching half a
century in age it was certainly a well kept example with its iconic
personal number plate bearing the same numbers &c as the car in the movie
`Vanishing point.'

Damian cursed under his breath finding the last few yards of the lane
blocked by another truck load of rubbish saying.

"Damn! Those bloody pikies have dumped another load of shit blocking the
lane, you'll have to walk the rest whilst I try and turn around, I'm going
to have to reverse up and into someone's drive," he passed Dylan his card
saying.

"Give us a call," then reversed away.

Dylan looked around the pile seeing a green mountain bike missing some
parts, its front wheel and forks looking like a truck ran over it. He
pulled it off the pile and whooped for joy saying in his mind as he read
the frame's decals.

`Saracen Rufftrax, serious mountain bike, hand built in England'

He knew these were a really good bike with 21 speeds with a seven speed
screw on gear block and three speed front shift as another boy in his form
had one. He dragged it into his garage and gave me a call.

When I arrived, I looked the bike over mentally noting the damage to the
front end yet surprised that the rest of the bike was in a nice clean
condition deducing that its previous owner had certainly took care of it.

Just like compiling an estimate for an accident damaged motorcycle, Dylan
brought me his A4 student's pad leaving me to compile a list to fix it up
when Ellen entered the garage saying.

"Sonny, why have you darkened my door with a mangled bike which costs loads
to fix?"

I said. "He's found a really old school bike which is rarely seen any more
and besides he wants to fix it up like mine. There's a shop called
`Bankrupt bike parts' on ebay who sells bike parts a hell of a lot cheaper
than most bicycle shops, they do a replacement fork with mountings for both
disc and cantilever or V brakes I reckon it won't cost that much to fix."

Dylan asked. "Are you going to make it a double front brake like yours?"

"I sure am, just you wait and see," Dylan's face lit up like a beacon when
he hugged me in a powerful embrace, his huge cock was already rock hard
inside his tiny booty shorts humping into me with his breasts pressed hard
against my chest when he pulled off his white see through mesh sleeveless
top beaming with delight saying. "Look what Vivian's got for me."

My eyes popped out of my head when I saw his white see through bra, I
thought he was wearing one of his usual bras but this one was different and
highly erotic, Dylan was wearing a white under boob see through bra
perfectly exposing the lower half of his breasts with his huge nipples. A
strap containing the under wire which gave his breasts their uplift ran
under his breasts, of which only the upper half was covered by the white
see through nylon. I said.

"Dylan, your bra is certainly a game changer, it's so sexy and certainly
makes a statement about you, are you going to wear it to school?"

"Yes, but I'll have my old sports bra in my backpack just in case it gets
uncomfortable."

We went inside the house and he logged onto his Tokyo Spider laptop before
passing it to me to place an order into Bankrupt bike parts and a disc
brake front wheel to match the rear along with the measurements taken from
the original fork stem instructing them to machine the stem to the
dimensions I gave them, called them to make the extra payment for the
machining and bought the disc brake front wheel from another seller. Now we
were waiting for the packages to arrive leaving myself to modify a front
brake lever to twin cable operation.

This is a simple task which requires drilling out the lever where the
nipple fits, making a bracket with two cable adjusters which bolts onto the
original cable adjuster thread and drilling a trunnion to take two pear
nipples which when fitted places the cables above and underneath the lever
perch bracket or wait for one to arrive from the USA, it was this procedure
I explained to Dylan who called me a clever bastard having already seen and
rode my own Saracen mountain bike.

Vivian decided to use Dylan for his first modeling assignment at a trade
show. This time he would be modeling on a catwalk albeit at a private
function attended by many ebay traders where any photos or videos taken are
only ever shared amongst the trade and with the event just a week away,
Dylan would require tuition on how to perform on a catwalk.

The main issue which cropped up was Richard's eviction from his flat, owing
to his time spent at Feltham young offenders' institution, his rent
couldn't be paid, added to which he didn't have a job and his local youth
offending team weren't able to place him in emergency accommodation and
rendering him homeless would only see him sent back there until his court
case came up when he asked for my help.

Living alone in a large house and remembering all those who stayed there
around a decade ago I could certainly offer him a place to stay but there
was more to this than met the eye as this entailed being vetted by the
local social services and the youth offending team for my area, until this
was done he had to stay in a hostel.

I reckoned that someone must be pulling a few strings and If I know
Richard, he would have definitely kept quiet about his lottery win.

The first visit came from both youth offending team coordinators who
inspected my house checking that it was suitable to accommodate a
vulnerable teenager, it had all the facilities required and his privacy was
assured. My house certainly ticked all the boxes and there was myself.
Thankfully my slate was as clean as a whistle plus I had an up to date
criminal record bureau certificate, thanks to my connections with the local
leisure centre and Victoria, their centre manager who between us and
sometimes Stella, the local girl's school's head of PE ran their national
pool lifeguard and Royal life saving society bronze medallion courses plus
arranging for some local teens to work and train there.

The following day, the local social services woman brought Richard around
with the paperwork from the youth offending teams, she too inspected my
house, more to ensure both his privacy and safety and interviewed
me. Thankfully she remembered me from when Jimmy was placed here about 10
years ago and it pleased her when I mentioned he's now working on a
scientific research ship and is happily married with two kids, (not
mentioning that it's a spaceship from another star system).

Pleasantries were exchanged as I showed him around the house, he was
certainly well spoken that day and there's no doubting that he fell in love
with my house and he was blown away when I showed him my garage fully
kitted out as a motorcycle workshop with Jane's GPO BSA Bantam under a
cover, my restored 1963 ex Damian's Honda C100 cub, my ex Ryan's 79 twin
shock Honda XR250 which I started up and a 77 Honda CG125K1 gathering dust
in the corner not having been used for many years which used to be the
Honda dealer's workshop hack when Richard said.

"I wish I had my licence now, things were so bad back home I couldn't even
think of it let alone afford it."

I replied. "I'm sure it's something which can be addressed," when my mind
formulated that it would indeed be an ideal machine for Richard to learn on
but there was one last sting in the tail for Richard when they came and
fitted him with an ankle monitor and connected a cellular/GPS monitoring
unit effectively placing him on a curfew.

I drove him in my old Ford Cortina estate car to collect his possessions
from a storage unit, I arrived seeing that the unit he rented was one of
the smallest ones there which contained an old suitcase, an ex Royal
Marines H framed backpack with a small tent lashed onto the bottom frame
with bungee cords which were his entire possessions apart from his prison
release suit which he hated wearing with good reason knowing that it would
be immediately recognized for what it is at job interviews. No sooner had I
learned that I suggested he donate it to a charity that would send it
abroad to a third world country rather than have it on sale in the UK only
to darken someone else's character.

He soon settled down and threw in his tuppence worth with the house chores
&c and had a double bed to himself, that's when I discovered that he was
plagued with nightmares so bad he would wake up screaming and crying which
he didn't experience whilst he slept on the island. It was only by sharing
the bed with him that he began to have peaceful nights. I sensed what he
subconsciously sought was my protection, but from what? I decided to
consult a psychologist specializing in hypnotherapy.

I thought about using Dylanne for this as she was ideal and up to the task
but she was in the USA so it would be a few days before she
returns. Meanwhile after breakfast I dug out the old Honda CG125K1 out of
the garage, set up the pressure washer, manually washed the years of grime
&c before finally giving it a good long blast with the pressure washer and
now I had a respectable looking motorcycle. I fired up the compressor, blew
off the water then wheeled the bike onto the hydraulic motorcycle lift and
began checking her over when Richard brought out the coffees, biscuits and
buttered British Airways small brown bread rolls thanks to Jane for having
the recipe sneaked out from their catering department.

After our tea break, I removed the battery, magneto's flywheel and replaced
the points from the ex Honda dealer's stocks with the spark plug,
carburettur which I stripped completely out and placed the parts in the
ultrasound cleaner, removed the valve cover finding there weren't any stuck
valves and the clearances were OK. In short I had given the bike a thorough
service and check over and by lunchtime it was ready for its MOT. (With the
Honda dealer gone, someone else would have to test the bike) I drove to
Dan's workshop to pick up a battery and some chain lube to finish the job
and with fresh fuel in the tank the bike fired up straight away and really
ran sweetly, aided by having a genuine exhaust system which is a lot
quieter making the bike run like a sewing machine. Even though it was a 40
year old unrestored bike in nice condition I saw that Richard took a liking
to her. That's when I realized I needed a dating certificate quickly and
gave Stevey Bingo at Honda a call. Thankfully, true to his word he dropped
it round after work.

The following morning having sorted out the bike's documentation, I took it
for its 8.00 am appointment at Keene & Eager in the next town which it
sailed through. Meanwhile Richard rode into town on my ancient Raleigh
outland mountain bike with its bull horn handlebars for his passport photos
for his driving licence. I quickly returned home, garaged it then drove
with Richard to the Reading DVLA area office to register it as a historic
machine and to apply for Richard's learner's driving licence for cars and
motorcycles; both the motorcycle's replacement registration document and
his licence would soon arrive in the post.

I spent the remainder of the afternoon and the evening rebuilding Dylan's
Saracen Rufftrax mountain bike having collected the box from Bankrupt bike
parts from his house which was punctuated by both Dylan and Richard cooking
the evening meal of Lancashire hotpot, thanks to Ellen having taught her
son to cook and he was still learning.

Richard gazed at the bike's dual front brake consisting of one disc brake
caliper mounted on the bottom left fork blade and its cantilever front
brake caliper operated by two brake cables from a single front brake
lever. My Saracen was built by making and welding the caliper mounting
plate but in the case of Dylan's bike it was purely shop bought parts apart
from both brake cables which I made myself and now Richard was begging me
to convert the Raleigh outland's front brake to the identical dual front
brake and for him I had another ace up my sleeve owing to its worn front
triple crank and bottom bracket.

That evening, after completing Dylan's Saracen, I ordered the 1 & 1/8 inch
forks, six speed gear block, new SIS compatible chain, headset, quadruple
crank, 30 metres of brake cable-inner and outer, ferrules, cantilever brake
wires and hangers, brake blocks, levers, 160mm disc, caliper and mounting
adaptor &c from Bankrupt bike parts with the disc brake front wheel, tyres,
tubes and rim tapes from Hopkinsons=all on ebay.

Dylan really was over the moon with his newly rebuilt bike which still has
its original triple crank and seven speed gear block making it a 21 speeder
whereas when the Raleigh outland is completed, it will be a 24 speeder and
after our coffees Dylan rode home on his Saracen sporting a Cheshire cat
grin.

With a full day behind us, both Richard and I retired into my double bed as
he really needed the companionship of a bed partner plus seeing my ceiling
mounted flat screen TV above our heads just blew him away and with so much
going on I totally forgot to pump my breasts which were really engorged
with breast milk, so much so that they began leaking despite trying to
fight the inevitable let down. Richard was cuddling me passionately and we
both had our hands on each others rock hard cocks when he felt the wetness
on my breasts and without any second thoughts he latched onto a breast and
began drinking its heavenly tasting contents like a thirsty child draining
that breast right out and repeating the same with the other one whilst
mewling like a kitten throughout. There certainly was no doubting that he
loved the stuff judging by the way he drank me dry which finally sealed the
bond between us and when he finished, both of our cocks shot out huge loads
of spunk onto each others bellies wetting my sheets with spunk, something
which both Dylan and Ellen must be well used to judging by the amount of
sex they have in his bed which must hold the record for the most heavily
cum stained sheets and at this pace it won't be long before my sheets will
be anything like his.

Surprisingly Richard slept well throughout the night without having any
nightmares and with both of us waking with rock hard cocks and my breasts
recharged, he really was raring to go like a bull at a gate with more sex
experiencing his powerful anal cravings with leaking arse juices which
could only ever be sated by a cock pounding into him and filling his bowels
with spunk when he got up and straddled me cowgirl fashion riding my huge
cock hell for leather which slipped straight up his rear pussy hole which
has the uncanny ability to become wet just like a woman's pussy, definitely
one of nature's unique gifts from the gods.

Having a nubile teenager ride your cock cowgirl fashion is definitely one
of life's cherished experiences which for him, time will soon deprive his
ability owing to loss of joint flexibility but for now Richard has to rank
amongst the best in my book.

I certainly noticed a change in his skin tone this morning with subtle
changes in his breasts which have started to bud and his nipples seem
larger plus his cock seems to have started on another growth spurt as it's
definitely fatter and a tad longer, this is definitely no trick of the
light which I can only put down to him having drank heavily hormone laced
breast milk.

We were definitely having the most amazing sex together but there was more
for I detected in him that he had the makings of a very passionate lover,
yes, he still had a lot to learn and now he's in the right place amongst
the right people who will bring out the best in him thereby achieving his
goal to become a top model she-male.

I sensed those lovely sensations in my balls with the head of my cock
tingling like hell and my cock really filled out his rear pussy hole as
well as my breasts sensing their imminent let down as I built up to a
really shattering orgasm when my spunk gushed powerfully into the very
depths of his bowels with at least a dozen huge gushes as breast milk
squirted out of my nipples when his cock shot off all by itself like a fire
hose over my head hitting the head board of my bed then all over my face
before finally dribbling onto my chest whilst Richard practically screamed
the house down his orgasm was so intense and when he pulled off me he fell
into a lover's embrace planting me with loads of kisses licking his spunk
off my face and giving me the mother of all spunk laden tongue kisses
before finally nursing off my breasts when we both hit the shower together
before breakfast, this time all he wore was a black pair of nylon Eyeline
swim briefs and a black sheer Players nylon tricot vest when he went to the
kitchen and started cooking our full English breakfasts.

After breakfast and washing up, Ellen arrived with Dylan in her car
carrying Dylanne's ASMR massage equipment and sound system. Sadly she was
still in the USA although it was Stella, Damian's mum who would be
performing the honours this morning.

She was now the head of PE at the local girl's secondary school and
thankfully it was the summer holidays, even in her early forties she was
still a stunningly beautiful very fit strong woman. Both she and Dylan wore
their black see through nylon Lycra leggings with black Players nylon
tricot vests and out of habit she still wore her Acme Thunderer Titanic
referees whistle clipped to a neck strap around her neck denoting her
station in life and this morning Dylan would be working for the first time
as her assistant as this would be a very long session.

Dylan set up the massage table with the sound system with headphones in my
living room whilst she laid out her essential oils &c onto a nearby table
and with Richard wearing only his swim briefs they were ready to start.

The first part of the session was the binaural beats played into the
headphones for breast expansion and lactation, for this, Stella set up the
Noogleberry with large transparent cups on his breasts then rolled him a
joint to smoke before lying on the massage table.

Richard lay there in an almost hypnotic trance listening to the headphones
whilst the Noogleberry sucked his breasts into the globes then repeatedly
released the vacuum during which his breasts filled out to the marked scale
on the globes looking both huge and of a respectable size similar to a D
cup whilst Dylan sat on a chair at the end massaging his feet, by now the
scented candle aroma had filled the room when she changed the globes for
breast pump cups and reset the console.

Halfway through the Noogleberry session Stella changed the breast globes
for nipple tubes, changed the settings on the console and went to work on
his nipples using both large and small nipple tubes to develop both length
and girth of his nipples when, after an hour on the Noogleberry when the
binaural CD finished, Stella removed the headphones, changed the CD to one
which played soft music and using Dylan as her assistant they went to work
on his ASMR massage.

Dylan's experiences of Dylanne's ASMR massages certainly stood him in good
stead as between himself and Stella, they worked perfectly in unison which
each other despite both Richard's and Dylan's cocks erecting and both
Dylan's and Stella's snatches leaking their juices permeating through both
their underwear and their leggings when Dylan stripped naked for the final
part whilst Stella untied the cord of Richard's swim briefs and sensually
removed them before connecting a pair of electrotherapy pads to his
nipples, she inserted an anal vibrator into his rear pussy hole and placed
a Hitachi wand under his balls when Dylan straddled him guiding Richard's
rock hard cock into his snatch under his balls and began riding him
massaging his own nipples whilst the machine delivered gentle electric
shocks to Richard's nipples with the wand vibrating his taint and balls and
the vibrator triggering his intense anal spasms.

The sensations of Dylan riding his cock with the gentle electric shock
treatment on his nipples and the vibrating wand and anal vibrator sent him
over the edge in seconds flooding Dylan's snatch with a huge load of spunk
triggering him to experience a tremendous crashing orgasm with his huge
cock blasting loads of spunk everywhere and plastering Richard's package
with a mixture of spunk and pussy juice when the session ended leaving
Richard almost sleepy in his afterglow whilst Stella cleaned them up and
sent them both into the shower.

Before Dylan arrived, he already had sex with his mum in his double bed and
having a highly intense repeat performance certainly drained him for which
Ellen had a solution contained in a one litre Aladdin's Stanley vacuum
flask containing an ice cold thick chocolate malt milk shake with ice cubes
made with her breast milk, double measure of chocolate ice cream, powdered
malt extract and honey. She poured them both a large glass which they drank
slowly watching it work on them like a high strength energy drink and
within half an hour, both of them were sat next to each other wearing only
their swim briefs playing Grand theft auto, San Andreas on my elderly PS2
set for two players amidst whoops of joy, it was as though Richard had
finally come home when the doorbell rang with a courier carrying a large
box which required signing for, it was the consignment from Bankrupt bike
parts which made Richard a happy bunny and as soon as he knocked Dylan out
of the game, both threw on their tiny booty shorts and sheer Players nylon
tricot vests and went to my garage to start working on the Raleigh outland
when about an hour later Richard entered the house asking. "Tom, can you
please make and fit the cables to this bike as it will save us a ride to
the bicycle shop."

Amongst the package was a 30 metre reel of 5 mm bicycle outer cable sleeve
in a carton with two 15 metre rolls of 1.5mm inner cable and 200 ferrules
leaving me to dig out the ex Honda dealer's box of cable nipples and
accessories. Both lads had already done a nice job of assembling the bike
leaving me to remove the old triple sprocket crank and the old knackered
bottom bracket and replace it with the one from the German Thun quadruple
sprocket crank and fit the crank and pedals. The front wheel was already
replaced with the disc brake item sporting a 160mm disc with a change of
tyre leaving me to fit both thumb shift levers with their inner cables to
which I added the outer sleeves and set up both front and rear
mechanisms. Finally there were the brake cables and when I checked the fit
of a pear nipple in the front brake lever's twin trunnion, it wouldn't fit
through the hole, fortunately an easy fix with a drill.

I measured out the outer sleeves, cut them to length using my trusty Park
tool cable cutter, trimmed the ends on the grinder then crimped on the
ferrules with the Park tool. With both inner wires cut to length, I
soldered a pear nipple into each one which I had already tinned the ends
with solder and splayed to prevents the nipples from pulling off. Finally I
connected all three cables up to both cantlilever brake calipers and the
front disc brake caliper, pulled out and lubed both the seat post and
frame, having already done that to the handlebar stem, set the saddle for
Richard and the bike was ready to go when I sent him out for a ride but he
refused to go until I set up the Saracen's saddle height for Dylan, now two
happy bunnies were off on their bike ride doing front wheel stands as they
rode out of my drive and pulling wheelies along the road leaving me to
share coffees with both Ellen and Stella.

Over coffee, Stella mentioned there were some vacant places on a National
pool lifeguard course she was due to run in a week's time and having
already seen Richard swim at the island which Ellen concurred I put his
name forward which would definitely be a real feather in his hat.

Stella phoned Victoria at the local leisure centre to ensure his name's
placed on the course list and to contact the curfew company if he was
engaged to work there which entailed working shifts, something which she
already has experience of which entails emailing them the intended shift
rota which is then sent onto the court. The other issue is of course
whenever he comes with us to the island. I spoke to the company who were
quite happy to fit a second cellular/GPS monitoring unit on board the
countess capable of receiving his ankle unit signal anywhere on the island,
possibly an unusual request considering Rick lives on a boat. I thought,
what with modern advances in cellular technology &c surely all this can be
achieved just by tracking his phone? Something which may need looking into.

Dylan rode with Richard to his house where Ellen greeted him and made their
cups of British Airways coffee whitened with her breast milk and sweetened
with honey with two British Airways recipe small round brown bread buttered
rolls filled with her first home made breast milk cheese which both lads
enjoyed followed by Dylan leading him up to his bedroom where they quickly
stripped naked and fell into a lover's embrace with Dylan's tits pressing
into his chest before Richard began fondling them commenting on the
similarity to girl's breasts, especially with his huge nipples which he
began sucking on to be rewarded with his just desserts of a decent mouthful
of milk from each one.

Both had rock hard cocks when Dylan guided Richard's cock into his leaking
snatch under his balls whilst holding their embrace and with his hands
caressing Richard's bottom guiding him to start thrusting slowly into him
when a few minutes later Dylan felt the satisfying fullness of the cock
inside him as it finally expanded and starting jerking filling him with his
warm spunk as he uttered a loud sigh.

Now it was Dylan's turn when he lubed up his own cock and Richard's rear
hole pulsing in anticipation of the large cock about to start pounding into
him whilst laid across the bed putting his ankles onto Dylan's shoulders
then pushing his cock right in to his balls into his now favourite sexual
partner and thrusting into him with a pleasing motion whilst also massaging
and pinching his leaking nipples when his vaginal fluids gushed out from
his pussy plastering both their balls and their inner thighs which happened
twice before he finally shot a huge load of spunk into him whilst his
simultaneous orgasm racked through his body making him scream at its
intensity before he pulled out and they lay on the bed in another lover's
embrace in their afterglows when Ellen entered to breastfeed them both and
eat out their pussy holes to finally give them both spunk and breast milk
tongue kisses before sending them both into the shower followed by serving
their evening meals, Dylan packing his overnight bag into his backpack and
riding to my house to spend their evening followed by a sleepover in
Richard's double bed.

Halfway through the evening, Victoria came around, firstly to give Richard
the good news that he's now placed onto a National pool lifeguard course
then to show him the course introduction DVD and give him his training
manual to study.

She is one of the elders from 10 years ago and is still a very hot sex bomb
in bed or wherever and whoever she wants a raunchy session with, if
anything her skills have improved like a fine wine and she has developed an
unenviable reputation for seducing teenagers of both sexes and putting her
into the same bed as both Dylan and Richard will definitely ensure they
both have one hell of a night to remember and yes, by morning, Richard's
room looked like a bomb's gone off with sex fluid laden bedding and their
clothes everywhere with the whole room reeking of sex, sweat and teen boy
smells when I knocked on the door to get them up seeing them lying naked
together fast asleep then protesting at being woken up.

The three of them took a long shower together followed by both Dylan and
Victoria grooming their long flowing manes and applying make up.

It has been the rule in my house from back in the day that only the
scantiest of clothes be worn; usually the lads wore swim briefs with sheer
vests and the girls' bikini bottoms or panties and see through bras, this
time all Richard and Dylan wore was just their black nylon Eyeline swim
briefs and Victoria wore just a black thong which really bulged out with
her huge camel toe as Richard duly prepared and cooked our full English
breakfasts, only this time I started photographing his best prepared meals
adding them to his personal file thereby building up his personal report
for his court hearing.

After breakfast, they rode their mountain bikes to the local sports centre
to go swimming; thankfully Victoria gave them the door code for both the
back door and the staff room thus securely parking their bikes. They walked
along the elevated passageway overlooking the main sports hall turning left
into the rear of the foyer then entering the changing room which was
partitioned off with cubicles, having changed into their swim briefs and
placed their clothes into a locker which required a £1 coin, they shared
the locker then entered the pool hall, dived into the slow swimming lane
next to the high lifeguard chair and began swimming lengths.

Victoria started her shift later that morning and knew they were in the
pool, after completing a few administration tasks she decided to give
Richard his pool assessment test and moments later she called him out of
the water inviting Dylan to sit and watch from the wooden bench along the
side of the pool.

Victoria passed him a tee shirt and shorts to wear throughout the test and
conducted the test entering the results into the clipboard ending with him
retrieving the dummy from the three metre depth then testing him on both
the timed swims from the pool lifeguard syllabus using Dylan as his towing
partner which he passed with flying colours, not having any experience of
spinal rescues, she hadn't tested him on those knowing he would be learning
those on the course and during subsequent training. She was impressed by
his performance in the pool and arranged his appointment for his interview.

When they finally left the pool, she passed Richard the key to the male
group changing room the same as she has done with another pair from our
group a decade ago. Both male and female showers are communal separate
rooms at this facility and when they've finished and retrieved their
clothes, they'll have the room to themselves behind a locked door and no
sooner was the door locked, off came their wet swim briefs then they fell
into a passionate embrace when Richard lifted Dylan up using his hands
around his bottom, Dylan clamped his legs around Richard's legs just as his
rock hard cock eased into his already wet snatch under his balls and began
pulling Dylan into him with a pleasing riding motion whilst nursing off his
breasts bringing him to a shattering simultaneous orgasm as his cock
blasted several long jets of spunk into his snatch.

Victoria had thoughtfully left a towel from the lost property to use as a
cum rag with a shopping bag to carry it out of the building and now
dressed, Richard handed the key into reception followed by walking to the
staff room, reclaiming their mountain bikes and finally leaving the
building for the ride to my house for lunch.

After lunch, they rode to Vivian's house where Dylan showed Richard his rat
bike, there were only a few finishing touches required now but the wiring
was now complete and the fuel tank contained a small measure of fuel. Dylan
switched on the ignition, turned on the fuel, operated the choke lever and
started the engine on the third kick which burst into life with a raucous
bark from its specially made silencer. He was tempted to ride it around the
garden but for the missing seat which I was waiting for. What was once a
wreck found in a hedge with a tarnished history could now grace any
showroom with pride despite its tarnished history being the reason the
machine would be required to pass its MOT test in order to lift the
prohibition order, after that it would be a case of simply renewing a
declaration.

It is thanks to this machine that some of the parts removed from it were
used on my old ex Honda dealer's workshop hack which has now been prepared
for Richard. His driving licence was due any day now and his CBT was
already booked with Quickstart followed by a course leading up to his
motorcycle test with his car driving lessons and tests to follow.

Both Stella and Ellen arrived in Stella's 1970 Dodge Challenger to perform
Richard's sessions on both the Noogleberry and his ASMR massage at Vivian's
house only this time Vivian would also be taking a number of photos and
filming it with his video camera.

Having finally set up the massage table, lit the scented candles, plugged
in the CD player and directed Richard to change into his black Eyeline
nylon swim briefs which were still wet having been hand washed with
carbolic soap to wash out his spunk leakages and wrung out. He savoured the
erotic feel of the warm wet nylon on his skin and package. The last time he
experienced this was at school when he left the pool with his form wearing
his wet speedos under his school uniform trousers for the rest of the day
which soaked through the seat of his trousers wetting his chair giving his
cock an erection so hard his foreskin retracted by itself and with the warm
wet nylon exciting the head of his cock, he flooded his speedos with spunk
resulting in him having to wait until that period finished, rush to the
toilet, wash out and wring out his speedos and wash his package then spend
the rest of the day whilst his speedos slowly dried on him thanks to his
body heat giving him a very pleasant experience to remember and now he laid
down on the massage table with a huge hard on tenting out his warm wet swim
briefs and being a PE teacher, Stella was definitely aware this was a
common practice with her students.

Firstly she checked how he's progressed with the combination of taking her
regular supplements with Noogleberry and ASMR massage sessions becoming
pleased to see his hair was growing back but what amazed her was the sight
of his budding breasts with large puffy nipples on his chest which she
directed him to sit up and measure his chest noting with approval that his
breasts were now an A cup size, both his leg and arm hair were reduced to
peach fuzz and his facial hair was less prominent. His skin was smoother
but it was his cock which pleased him immensely, she measured it at over
eight inches fully hard with a two inch thick shaft with its bulbous head
bigger by a half inch which would certainly give a teenage schoolgirl's
pussy a hard time added to which his pre-cum leakages had become more
copious, this was definitely a good result in such a short space of time
and when she questioned him about his spunk loads, they had definitely
became even larger and he was now becoming plagued by frequent spectacular
wet dreams.

Both Stella and Ellen sensually took Richard through his ASMR massage
working at each end of his body together to give him the best ever
experiences but this time breast massages were added which Stella
demonstrated for him which she wants him to perform on himself daily in the
morning and the evening and during this session she directed Dylan to suck
on his tits.

Richard's huge cock remained rock hard throughout thoroughly soaking the
front of his swim briefs with his pre-cum love juices with a huge wet patch
and it was an amazing feat of endurance that his cock didn't flood his swim
briefs with spunk although this was something which Stella wanted to happen
so she can gauge the size of his load so when the session ended she
directed Dylan to give him a blow job and pull away just before he came
which took only seconds before he pulled his head away just before his cock
gushed what she counted were 15 huge fountains of spunk flying out of his
cock some of which hit the ceiling.

After all three licked the spunk off him and swallowed it before finally
cleaning him off with a warm wet flannel. They performed both the
Noogleberry and penis vacuum developer sessions on him when Vivian's phone
rang with Roberta on the other end from GCHQ with the news that the
pornographer's laptop had been found in a police raid.

To be continued.