Sep

20

Dutch courage!

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Travelling recently by train from London (UK) to Plymouth
one evening, I found myself sitting opposite a young lad,
fair complexion and hair, well-built, probably 16 or 17
years old, and dressed in a scouts blue uniform. He read
his book, I worked on my papers.
At Exeter many passengers alighted and we found ourselves
alone in our section of the train. Possibly feeling a little
unsure of himself, the young lad asked me in good but broken
English if this was the end of the line, anxious no doubt
to ensure himself that the train was continuing to Truro,
in Cornwall. I had to tell him no, unfortunately for him
it was the last train of the day, and terminated at Plymouth;
he would have to wait there until next morning.
His expression showed concern, and he told me he was a Dutch
scout heading for an international scout meeting, and
this was his first trip abroad; he was naturally worried,
telling me he had only just turned 14. And a very attractive
14-year old he was too. Realising his predicament, and
recalling that the age of consent in Holland is as low as
13 (too young in many cases, but thats a matter for the Dutch
government to consider, not me), I immediately saw a opportunity
to be exploited. I smiled but said nothing, preferring
to let him initiate a solution for himself, which he soon
did. Although he couldnt really afford the cost out of
his allowance, he would have to find a hotel, and could I
help. Of course, I replied, adding that so as not to ruin
his first visit to England, I
would even be pleased to pay for him too, so he would get a
good nights sleep. In truth I was secretely hoping that
was exactly what he wouldnt get! As he thanked me profusely,
I quickly called the hotel on my cell phone and changed the
booking to a double room.
At Plymouth we took a taxi to the hotel, checked in, and soon
found ourselves in our room. Finding only a big king-size
bed, I explained that this was the only room left, and wed
have to make the best of the situation. Leaving our bags,
we went out again, now to the bus station where I knew there
was an all-night snack-bar. Well fortified, we returned
to the hotel.
On entering our room again I immediately went into the bathroom,
undressed and washed, and returned in only my underpants,
hoping he would get the message to do likewise. He did, and
very soon emerged from the bathroom, naked except for his
pair of tight briefs. What a beautiful body, Adonis personified,
so smooth, so white and pure. However, there was no doubt
about the large bulge in his briefs; even at only 14 this
obviously concealed the utmost beauty and prize.
Ostentatiously I tried to scatch an imaginary itch in the
middle of my back, failed (of course), and asked him to help.
He did, and under false murmurs of pleasure I asked him to
continue all over. Satisifed, I then told him to lie face
down on the bed and Id massage his back for him too. Without
pushing my luck too quickly I started to massage his neck
and shoulder muscles gently, then his back, and finally
let my hand wander lightly over his behind to his thighs.
After a few more strokes my fingers went surreptiously
under (rather than over) his briefs,
and I found my fingers gliding discretely over a smooth
young behind. Once or twice I even let my finger accidentally
slip into the crack, but he didnt stir. Was it a language
problem? - too polite to move or say no? - or just thankful
that at least he had a bed for the night, come what may?
I now changed position and sat myself at his feet, from where
I could more easily massage his legs and thighs. After a
few minutes of running my hands up and down his legs I felt
a wet spot in my own underpants as the pre-cum juices flowed
from my penis. I decided then it was now or never, and carefully
grasping the top of his
briefs, slowly but firmly pulled them down towards me.
A beautiful silky-fresh butt came into view, firm yet soft,
white and spotless, each cheek with its cute little dimple.
It made my penis rise and ache with excitement and
anticiaption to realise he was going to let me have my way,
any way in fact, with him.
Following a few more moments of gentle massaging I whispered
to him to roll over onto his back. As he did so I was at last
able to see the full beauty of his young body. He was obviously
very self-concious at now finding himself completely
naked to my eyes, and this certainly caused his penis, its
ample foreskin already partly drawn back, to start to rise
from its bush of black curly pubic hair, the veins pulsating
along its magnificent length as it arched above his tightening
balls.
By his actions he had clearly said yes, take me, and I certainly
intended to. I took his penis carefully in one hand and gently
fondled his scrotum with the other, carefully squeezing
first one ball, then the other. I then asked
him how often he masturbated, to which he blushed a little
and then admitted quite often. I asked him if he would
masturbate himself while I watched. As he stiffened and
rubbed himself faster and faster I saw how his eyes closed,
his face tightened, and his whole body tensed into a series
of spasmodic jerks as he reached his
orgasm - suddenly ejaculating pools of thick sticky-white
sperm all over his stomach. I quickly helped him massage
the cum into his lily-white body.
At just turned 14 one recovers remarkably quickly, and
as I gazed at him his young uncircumcised penis started
to rise once more, probably through the embarrassment
of having just ejaculated in front of someone. I then asked
him if he had his first girl yet, and on his replying no, I
said I would myself try to give him the same great feeling.
I bent down between his knees and immediately noticed how
he involuntarily started to spread his legs apart to give
me fuller access to his most intimate parts. I moved forward
and started to lick and caress his balls, taking each one
in turn into my mouth as I simultaneously ran my fingers
through the black pubic hair round the base of his cock.
Several times I ran my tongue lightly up and down the full
length of his pulsating shaft until I could hold myself
no longer. I let my tongue seek out the sensitive tip of his
cock, and his penis
stiffened even harder. I kissed the top lightly, playing
my tongue over the opening before parting my lips further
and taking it between them. I let my mouth slip over the top
and, pulling his foreskin down from the head with my hand
held firmly round his shaft, I slowly but surely engulfed
as much of his penis as possible. His breath immediately
started to come in shorter gasps as I drew my mouth first
up, then pushed down again, then up, down, steadily quickening
the pace with both hand and mouth until I heard his audible
moans of mounting pleasure. As he gave himself to me entirely,
his whole body shuddered as he steadily lost control of
himself at the intensity of the new experience. Arching
his butt to raise his throbbing cock to meet my thursts,
within seconds he let go again, ejaculation a second time,
now into my mouth, in an uncontrollable series of fierce
spasms. I took his full load, warm and sweet, and holding
my hands under his butt while he pumped himself to exhaustion,
I swallowed every shot of cum he gave me. Before withdrawing
completely I gently licked him clean as his pulse fell back
to normal. We both lay back and rested, naked and unashamed.
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