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Subject: Title story: "Lost in london - part 3" Author: Debonair 65946959
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Date: Sat, 28 Jan 2006 10:56:16 +0000
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Introduction : PART 3/13 ~ Pop Goes the Cherry Wesley left the hideout to take a
breath of fresh air. Soft rain was pouring outside and soon his barefeet were
dirtied from the mud, even though the streets were made of cobblestones. The
voice of Shawn was echoing in his head. What was he to do? Go at the rendez-vous
with the Ratboy? That's insane, he's the enemy. But he was so friendly?
He didn't join the gang for the evening meal. That way he wouldn't be seen
sneaking out and he would avoid the inquisitive questions.
Darkness and drizzle emprisoned the Eastern district. The streets emptied
gradually leaving him alone with the drunken sailors and peasants spewing out
from the merry watering holes.
Selwyn's pub, he was told, was west of Larson street. Walking in the rain, in
that direction, made him feel like he was tresspassing on private property. He
reached the pub at eight o'clock sharp. The alley next to it was extremely dark,
reeking of vomit.
He moved forward but all he could see was the black cloak of the night. No boy
was waiting for him there. 'Maybe it was a trap?' he said to myself. After all,
the shoeshiner knew he was a snake. 'Perhaps, he invited me just to beat me up?
or kidnap me?' he freaked.
His heart was pumping blood at a rapid pace now, warming up his little body.
With all the courage he could gather, he stepped forward again.
"Shawn? Are you there buddy?" he asked.
"Back here!"
There was another alley behind the rowdy place. The twelve-year-old stood there,
soaking wet in the rain, his beautiful face flooded by the light of the pub's
back window.
They agreed that playing marbles in that rain was impossible. Upon the
suggestion of Shawn, he followed him to a stable not far away where they could
wait for the showers to stop. Three big horses neighed to welcome them. Shawn
climbed the ladder leading to the upper level and Wes had his face right on the
boy's round ass, tagging along behind him.
The light of the moon was shining on the bales of hay. They jumped gleefully on
them and made pirouettes all around. Tentatively, their bodies connected. As the
awkwardness of the first moments faded away, they began shoving themselves in
the prickly natural cushions, tickling each other madly until they were all out
wrestling in their damp clothes, giggling hysterically.
A curious blend of fear and attraction swirled in Wesley's guts as he grabbed
the boy. His hands kept caressing the feathery short hair on his scalp, loving
the sweet feel of it. Then he would pulled on the longer blond tuft over his
forehead eliciting a yelp of pain from his partner. Shawn didn't let up and
squeezed his balls to retaliate.
Tangled and clothed, they rolled left and right. Chaste coupling of boys
without the sin.
"Let's take our clothes off, or else we'll catch a cold!" Shawn bawled.
Wesley squirmed. His dick was already stiff. He surely didn't want to show it to
Shawn, not knowing how he would react. Slowly, he took off his shirt, hoping his
pecker would be limp when he got to his shorts. Shawn sat on a big stack of hay
and pulled down his shorts and underwear first.
Wes postponed the rest of his undressing to look at his friend's crotch. The boy
stood up but the long shirt covered his genitals. God, how he wish he wouldn't
keep it. And he didn't. Lightning struck just as he peeled off the thin rag,
giving him a perfect view of his smooth white underfed body and his
uncircumcised penis pointing straight away.
It stood at four inches and he was only half-erect! Seeing that Shawn didn't
have an ounce of timidity, he proceeded to take off his shorts and underpants
too, meanwhile the other boy leaped in the hay wearing only his shiny shoes and
green socks.
Wesley crawled naked next to him and gasped at his beautiful tool. A boy with a
big weapon like that usually has pubs but he didn't.
"Yours has a hat on it?" he peeped, pretending to be ignorant about dicks.
Shawn glimpsed at his cut undeveloped little boydick and smiled.
"I can make the hat go away if you want!?" he grinned, trying not to laugh at
his poor attempt to engage sex play.
He spread his legs as far as they could go and gripped his rod. His free hand
idly massaged his ballbag. Wes watched him jacked himself tenderly. The big knob
of his prick expanded, pushing the folds of skin back.
"See, now it's like yours!" Shawn cheered, raising his butt from the hay to show
him his six inch cock resting against his belly. Wes stared at his huge balls
and slim phallus in awe. He didn't understand how a boy of twelve like him could
be so hung.
Shawn played with his penis, wrapping his fingers around it, spreading natural
lubricant on its head. After a few seconds, he began pumping his massive pre-
pubescent tool.
Wesley stretched next to him and they masturbated playfully, looking at each
other's pulsating cock. He watched, mesmerized, as the foreskin of Shawn's
peter brushed his glans with each firm stroke, wondering how amazing it must be
to have ...
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