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 MAN BOY LOVE
   I was nearly 13 that holiday, well maybe 6 months off.  I was mature by
then of course.  I could wank off but I still didn't have any hair on my
willy.  Some of the other lads did and most of them had bigger bags than
me. But I had a girl-boyfriend and that made them jealous.  He was nearly
10 and he looked like a girl too.  I'd bummed him quite a lot and so I was
the only lad in our lot who'd had a fuck, they hadn't.
   Then me Mam took me on holiday, to Spain.  I didn't want to go but I had
to.  I was only 12 and I had to do what she said.
   The hotel was crap, I didn't like it much but it had a swimming pool and
I did like that.
   Mam kept talking about all these trips we could go on, I didn't fancy
that.  I didn't like being there but the pool was alright, I didn't mind
staying in that all day.
   Then he appeared.  I didn't like it at first.  Mam was on her own and I
suppose I thought he was after her.  Funny really because he wasn't but
maybe she thought he was as well.  I thought he came in the pool with me to
try and like get near her but he seemed alright after a while.
   I quite enjoyed the shoulder rides in the pool, it was a lot of fun and
I was quite surprised when on one occasion he gave me what he called a
reverse shoulder ride.  I liked that.  Mam wasn't around when he did that
the first time but it excited me.  It made me feel as though I wasn't in
control.
   When you get an ordinary shoulder ride you can feel quite comfortable
but when it's a reverse shoulder ride you don't feel quite so secure and at
that time I might have thought that was the reason I liked it.  Of course
sitting there on his shoulders with my legs dangling over his back instead
of over his chest, and with my crotch pressed into his face rather than
into the back of his head, well that also felt nice as well as exciting.
   "Yes," she said one day in the room, "he seems very nice.  I'm glad
you've got a man taking in interest in you.  It might knock some sense into
you," and then pausing for a bit she continued, "those swimming trunks of
his seem a bit small though."
   "He's fat," I said.
   "That's not a very kind thing to say," Mam snapped.
   "No I meant maybe they just look small because he's fat, I mean large,"
I said.
   "Oh yes," she said "you could be right.  Now, I thought we'd go on a
lovely trip out tomorrow..............................."
   "..................oh Mam, no......................"
   We had another row and after a bit we had to go down for tea.
   "Hello you two," it was Alfred or Alf as he'd said, "you're looking a
bit down in the dumps, what's the matter?" Alf had wandered over to our
table.
   I was glad he came over.  The result was that Mam agreed that I could
stay, "as long as you do what you're told," as she had made clear and also
making clear a few other things about me having to take a 'siesta' and not
to be out in the sun around midday.
   Of course she trusted Alf and so the next morning I had to see her off
at 6 am and with the prospect of being free of her until the tour returned
at around 10 pm when, as she sternly informed me, I had to be tucked up in
bed.
   Funnily enough I had a very early night that night because in many ways
I was tucked up in bed from about 11.30 am.
   Alf was 60, he told me that.  He was single, he didn't have a wife or
kids but, as he told me many times that day, he really liked boys.
   We had a good morning in the pool, we did more reverse shoulder rides
that morning that we'd done before and there weren't that many people about
either.  A lot had gone on that trip so it was really great, we had the
pool to ourselves for nearly the whole morning.
   I was quite pleased with meself an'all.  Me and Alf had loads of chats
and he'd told me that of all the boys he knew, he thought I was really
mature.
   "Come on lad," he said pulling himself out the pool at the steps,
"better do as Mam said and get upstairs or she'll kill us when she gets
back."
   "Aye right Alf," I said swaggering out the pool.
   "We'll go up to mine," he said, "I told them to bring us some room
service at midday, a salad.  We'll go up to mine, have a shower and a brush
up and then have a bite, alright?"
   "Great Alf," I said trotting next to him.
   "That's right mate," he said looking at me and smiling, "you really are
mature, it's just like having a mate being with you lad."
   "Thanks Alf," I replied.
   Of course it was just two lads together so I didn't think owt of it when
Alf came out the bathroom naked, "your turn mate," he said throwing me his
towel.  Off you go.
   When I got back the food was already there on a tray and there was some
beer.
   "Here," he said grinning, "we'll have a shandy, I've got some lemonade.
Don't tell your Mam, right."
   Right Alf," I said.
   I sat down and we ate.  He sat there naked and me with a towel wrapped
round me.  It was just a light lunch, not a lot and just as Mam had
instructed.  He wandered over to the table and poured the shandies.  He had
a big fat bum and a big fat tummy.  His willy didn't seem very long but it
looked fat too.
   "Just between us lads eh," he said grinning standing in front of me,
"and take that towel off, it's damp and I don't want you catching a cold."
   "Right," I said but feeling a little bit self-conscious.
   "By God that's a big hammer you got there lad," he said as I took the
towel off, "I thought you'd be mature."
   "I can make spunk," I said looking down at my cock.
   "I knew you could," I heard him say and at the same time I saw his big
fat hand reach out and he fondled my willy.  It hardened immediately,
"nice, very nice."
   I stood there while he gently wanked the tip of my 12 year old erect
willy and I watched and noticed his get hard too.
   "Is that good," I heard him say?
   "Yeah," I panted.
   "Do you ever do this with other lads," he asked?
   "Yeah, some of me mates," I panted.
   "So you know about wanking then," he asked?
   "Yeah," I replied, "we done willy competitions and I usually win."
   "You mean you spunk the fastest," he asked?
   "Yeah," I replied, "I might spunk now."
   "Oh no hang on," he said and at the same time I felt him squeeze the tip
of my cock real hard, he squeezed it just under the knob end and it made me
wince a bit.  "There, that's better.  That's something to make it last
longer.  It's much better to make it last longer."
   "Is it," I said.  I didn't know.
   "Oh yeah," he said as he then fondled my bag, "nice eggs in here, very
nice for a mouthful.  Does your Mam know you do wanking with your mates?"
   "Oh no," I nearly shouted.
   "Good," he said, "Mams don't like to know that at all.  You never want
to tell them that, they go nuts if they hear about that."
   "Yeah that's what I thought." I said, "I'd never tell her about that."
   "Good," he said still stroking my balls, and then I watched as he
dropped to his knees in front of me.  "Ever had your willy....your cock
sucked?"
   I shook my head and watched as he looked at me and then moved forward.
   I came real quick.  It felt real good, it was great.  He sucked it dead
hard, I thought it was going to come off.
   "Mmmmmmm lovely cock," he said after he sucked it and pulled it long in
his mouth letting it twang back, "nice boy cock, nice boy spunk, I love boy
cock and I love boy spunk.  How old are you again lad?"
   He knew how old I was so I was surprised when he asked me, "12," I said.
   "12 eh," he said grinning as he stood up, "12, lovely, very sexy.  And
do you like my cock too, do you?"
   "Yeah," I said.
   "Well go on then," he said, "get hold of it, give it a fiddle, that's
it, pull the skin back and forth, that's it, oh yeah that's good, I like
young boys, lovely, that's it.  Have you ever done any fucking?"
   "Yeah," I said.
   "Oh yeah," he moaned, "oh yeah, mmmmmmm, that's it.  Now do what I did
on your cock and squeeze it hard.  That's it, no a little bit lower down,
that's right, squeeze as hard as you can.  Oh yeah that's it.  So who
fucked you then eh?"
   "No I did it," I said, "on Christine."
   "Christine, is that your girl-friend then," he asked writhing about as I
squeezed her cock hard, "ooooh yeah."
   "No," I said, "It's a lad called Christopher but I call him Christine
because he looks like a girl."
   "Oh aye, that sounds nice," he said sounding really interested, "so do
you stick it up his................"
   ".................yeah I spunk his bum hole," I cut in.
   "Oh that's lovely," he said putting both of his hands on either side of
my face, "and does she fuck you an'll."
   "No, he can't get it hard yet," I replied, "but I can and he likes it
when I spunk him."
   "Give us a kiss you bitch," he said and then suddenly he was slobbering
all over me, "oh I'm kissing you with your spunk in me mouth, so you like
it?"
   "Yeah it's fit," I said.
   "Turn round," he said, "and get on your knees and then lean on the end
of the bed."
   I did as he asked.
   "Nice, very nice, now reach your hands round and spread your lovely bum
cheeks wide," he said.
   "Like this," I said pulling them apart as much as I could.
   "Yes," he said, "I'm going to bum you now, do you want me to bum you?"
   "Yeah alright then," I said.
   "Have you ever been bummed before," I heard him say and then suddenly I
felt all greasy on me bum.
   "No," I said, "what you doing?"
   "Creaming your bum hole," he replied, "getting it ready for me to fuck
you up your hole.  I like fucking young lads up their cunty bums.  Here,
look here, look at me cock, nice big juicy fat cock.  Do you like it?"
   "Yeah I said so didn't I.  It's real fat, I mean thick," I said.
   "Yes nice and thick does the fucking trick," he said finger and thumbing
his cock in front of my face.  "It's not much longer than yours though is
it?"
   "No," I said.
   "Nice 3 inch bit of cock for your boy pussy," he said pushing it into my
face, "I love fucking little boys, boys love cock don't they?"
   "Yeah they love it," I said.
   "Lick it then," he said pushing it at me, "lick the tip and get me all
sexy.  Don't suck it, just lick it, that's it."
   I licked it for him.
   "Now me balls," he said, "do you like me balls."
   "Yeah," I said licking his bag, "they're real big."
   "Yes I know, they are aren't they," he grinned, and they were big, big
hangers they were.  His cock was really small but his bag and balls were
really huge.  "I make loads of spunk, you'll love it."
   Then he fucked me.
   It fucking hurt quite a bit but all my complaints were drowned out by
him constantly talking.
   "Oh I'm getting knob into your cunt, your boy pussy, fucking lovely, go
on get in there you bitch, oh this is the bit I like best, getting me knob
into your tight little virgin cunty bum, oh fuck aye.  I love fucking
little lads, you fucking love it dont
you............ohhhhh....................don't YOU?"
   "Yeah, yeah, yeah.........." I was panting as well as, "ow, aaarghh,
nghhhhh......"
   "...................oh you little tight bitch, go on, go on, go on, oh
fuck me yeahhhhh........fuck, fuck, fuck, mmmmmmmmmmmm............"
   I felt his fat hand grab my cock and balls and he squeezed real hard and
then grunting I felt his cock pumping into my bum hole, pumping a bit dob
of spunk again and again and again.  And then he fell onto my back and
nearly squashed me.
   "Did you like that," he gasped, "did you, did you, did you like it,
mmmmmmmmm......"
   ".............yeah, yeah, yeah............" I panted back at him and at
the same time I felt his fat cock plop out of my boy pussy.
   "Stay there," he said as I felt him slide of my back.  "I want to see me
spunk come out."
   And as I remained on all fours leaning on the foot of the bed I felt him
wrench my bum cheeks apart and then I felt the warm spunk fart and then
trickle out of my arse hole.  He licked me, he licked my arsehole when that
happened.  The dirty old bastard but I liked it.
   "Oh what a lovely big fuck hole you've got," he said as I felt his
thumbs and fingers probe my widened bum cunt.  "When I'm hard I'm going to
give you another right seeing to, did you like it?"
   "Yeah," I said answering the same question again and again.
   "Are you hard yet," he said and I felt a hand grasp my little boy bits,
"oh aye a little bit.  Come on, get it hard, go on, get it up.  I want you
to give me a right seeing to now.  I love fucking little lads.  I fucked
loads of lads your age and younger you know."
   "Have you," I said?
   "Oh yeah," he said molesting me with his hands, "I've buggered loads,
youngest was 6.  He loved it."
   "Have you ever done it in women," I asked?
   "No they're fucking useless," he said, "besides, they like big cocks. 
They don't like cocks like you and me have got.  Lads is best anyway, don't
you think?"
   "Yeah," I said, "lads is best."
   "But girls your age are alright," he said surprising me, "I like fucking
little girls, they're alright.  It's not much different to fucking with
lads."
   "I've never done it with a girl," I said.
   "I have and I know loads would like to do it with you.  Maybe when
you're back home your Mam might let you visit me.  We could have some right
fun, would you like that," he asked?
   "Yeah," I said, "I would.  How old are the girls?"
   "About your age or maybe a bit younger," he said, "oh your little
tiddler's hard now, come on, make yourself sharp and give me a good seeing
to now.  I want to feel your boy spunk up me man cunt."
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MAN BOY LOVE