Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. PRETEEN LESSONS I've always been a dirty little fucker, even when I was a preteen. I loved wanking in odd places, public toilets being a favourite haunt. I liked the grafiti as well as the whole feeling of being in a dirty place and I loved wearing girls knickers to wank in. One day, I bravely bought some girls knickers from Marks and Spencers and I didn't care about the looks the woman gave me. Then I headed off to a public toilets I'd seen but never been into before. The idea I had about these places mainly came from all that filthy grafiti you could read on the walls especially the messages that must have been written by dirty old pedos looking for some young meat - "lads wanted for older man, must be under 13 and be able to get erections, will pay good money, meet here at 7pm on Tuesdays" - things like that. I suppose I wasn't thinking when I walked into the centre of three cublicles in this toilet, I was too excited seeing all this new grafiti and I was excited to get into my new girly knickers and have a good wank. I was 12, my cock isn't that big now and so it wasn't that big then. It was thin and maybe around 3 and a half inches and I still didnt have any hair, not that you could see, many just a few wisps. The kind of things a 10 to 12 year old girl might have on her fanny, nothing really. I stood there in the middle of this mucky cubicle, wearing my new little panty knickers, my trousers and Y Fronts hanging on the loose bent lock on the back of the door but with my shoes and white ankle socks still on. I started looking about and reading all the lovely messages and squeezing my little erection as I did so. I was reading a wall and going from top to bottom and the thing I was reading was obscured by the silver silk bog paper which hung down a bit. I moved the paper to one side and at that moment I saw a hole in the wall and I saw an eye staring back at me. "Let's have a look son," this raspy voice came at me, "go on, let's see it." I was scared shitless at first. My heart raced and all I felt I needed to do was run but of course I had me girly knickers on and no trousers. "Go on show us," I heard the voice say, "go on son show us." I stood there heaving and then bit by bit I felt a bit braver. I'd let that paper fall back into place. I wasn't sure what he could see with it over the hole but very slowly I reached out and moved it to one side. "That's a bigun," I heard the raspy voice say, "very nice." Of course at that age I didn't know what was big but it was nice to hear him say it. "Pull it out," the voice, "give us a proper look son, go on, get it out." I pulled my panty knickers to one side and let it flip out. "And your ball bag," the voice said. I pulled the panty knickers further away and let him see the lot. "Come in here lad," the voice said, "come on, come here, I'll suck it for you, come on lad, come on, doors open here, come on." I wasn't sure what to do but I wanted to, I wanted to try it. I bent down to the hole, "someone might see," I said to the eye. "No they won't," the voice said, "and even if they did, I'm your Uncle aren't I and you're not feeling well and I'm helping you arent I. Come over, come on." "I've got me pants off," I said. "Never mind that," he said, "bring them with you, come on, the doors open." I did, I looked out and there wasn't anyone there. I put my hand round and pushed his door and it opened. I grabbed my pants and shot out and then into his cubicle and banged the door behind me. My heart was racing. He was about 60 or more, he told me later he was 68. He was sitting on the bog with his pants down round his ankles and I could see this limp cock hanging between his spread legs. "Come here love," he hissed, "I'll suck it off for you, that's it come here, come on." He grabbed my botty with both hands and pulled me towards him and with my crotch rammed into his face I then felt his hands tug my panty knickers down and then I felt me little erection in his mouth. I spunked in seconds, thin watery boy spunk. "Come on," he said standing up, "put your pants on and we'll go back to mine, it's only round corner, just 5 minutes or less." I went with him. He lived in a real poor area, a terraced house, real dingy it was. I don't think we'd been in with the door shut more than 30 seconds when he was tugging me pants down, "I love your sexy knickers, nice girl knickers, oh let me suck that lovely big cock of yours." He was down on his knees, we were still in the hallway and he started sucking my little limp dicky. It was nice though. "Come on son," he said suddenly getting up, "come on through to the sitting room, come on. That's it sit yourself down and take your clothes off, but leave your sexy knickers on. I'll be back in a minute. I want to show you something." I stripped and then sat there in me knickers and then he came back. Here you are love," he said, "have a look at these." He's handed me a load of magazines with some really exciting pictures in of men fucking boys and girls. The men looked about 40 or more and the boys and girls my age or younger. This was years ago. "You know what that is don't you," he said as he stripped in front of me, "that's real love that is, family loving and stuff. Do you like that, do you?" "Yeah," I said nervously as I turned the pages. I liked the pictures a lot. "That's all normal that is," he said and I could feel him squeezing my little prick through my panty knickers. "See that man in this picture, see, he's making love to that boy. Do you like that?" "Yeah," was all I could say. "Have you done that yet then," he asked as I felt him tug my cock out? "No," I replied. "Do you want to," he asked smirking at me? "Yeah, course," I said thinking it was the right thing to say. "Course you do," he said squeezing my cock, "its normal for a mature lad like you." "Have a look at this picture," he said turning the pages for me, "see, see this young lad, he's like you. What's he doing in this picture." "Sucking that man," I said. "That's right and how about this one," he turned more pages. "The boys is doing in the girl I think," I said. "Yeah," he said, "that's his younger sister, isn't it?" "How old is she then," I asked. "Oh maybe about 10," he said smiling, "its normal is that you know." "Yeah, I said and he stood up. "Come on then," he said, "I sucked yours didn't I so now you can suck mine if you want to." I didn't really have much choice because he grabbed my head with one hand and kind of stuffed his limp cock into my mouth and I started sucking it. "Oh yeah," I heard him say, "oh go on son, suck it, yeah, oh fuck me yeah, go on, suck it hard, mmmmm, yeah go on, make me hard, go on keep going, don't stop, see if you can get me hard. Yeah nice, oh yeah, go on, I bet you can't get it hard, I haven't had it hard since yesterday, go on, yeah go on, oh yeah, that's it, yes, mmmm, yes, go on, ooooooooh......................" I felt it getting hard and big in my mouth and at some point I had to pull back. "Oh look at that son," he said holding his erection, "look what you've done, well done lad, oh that's real good that is. Now turn round, there you are, that's it. That's right, I'll just pull your sexy little girl panty knickers down. There you go, lovely, that's it. Now push your botty up high, that's right, now reach round with your hands and pull your bum cheeks wide apart, that's it good lad. I heard him cough and then spit and then I felt his hand rub something slimey up my bum crack. "Right then," he said, "I'm going to make love to you now, alright." For a while that was all I can remember him saying but I can remember what I was saying as he fucked my arsehole. It hurt for quite a while but he wouldn't stop even though I think I kept asking him to. After a while he spunked me and I felt his cock limp back out of my preteen anus. "You've been sodomised son," he said laughing and I felt a hand cupping my little testicles, "I love buggering kiddies son and I have a feeling you will to one day, you dirty fucking slut. Now get your pants on and fuck off." alleypussy@yahoo.com

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