Date: Wed, 03 Jun 1998 02:03:48 -0700 From: boburie Subject: "The Train Layout" My name is Nicky, I am 15 and live in UK. I will be 16 on 11th July 1998. This story is not true, just a fantasy of what I would like to happen. It is based on what I have read and not what I have done. If anybody ever reads it I would like to know if it was anygood. Nicky Bugger! The weatherman hadn't said about his. It was pouring and I was soaked through. When I had started my paper-round it was warm and sunny. Track and trainers would be just right to wear as I cycled the route this evening. (When it is real warm I don't always wear pants under my tracksuit on my bike.) My name is Nicky and I'm almost 16. I'm 5' 8" tall with a 32" waist and a 37" chest. I'm dirty blonde and have no body hair except round my 6.5" penis, and there's not that much there yet. I knew I was gay, or was pretty sure, by the time I turned 15 and hand done a few things with men in public toilets, but not much. I had almost finished my round, just one house left then home. I cycle my route so that I end up out of the village. Then I can get a straight two mile ride home after the last house. Mr Rogers is my last call. He lives in a bungalow with quite a large garden. Its not a modern place but not bad. I knew he was into model trains cos of the magazines I deliver. He's about 43, a bit over weight and going grey, but a nice bloke. He had given me a drink of orange or tea sometimes and tipped well at Christmas. I jumped off my bike and Mr Rogers opened the door as I did. "Nicky you must be soaked, come on in out of the rain" "Thanks Mr Rogers, its pouring and the weatherman didn't say anything about this." "No, still its clearing a bit so should stop soon. Look why don't you take off those wet things and let me put them in my dryer. It'll only take about 15 minutes and I can find you something to wear." He directed me to his bedroom. He was dressed in a tracksuit too. He was ALWAYS dressed in a tracksuit, every time I saw him. I don't think he had any other clothes. Still he didn't look too bad in it, but it was a bit tight and you could tell he was a man! "Here, I know it's not much but put this T-shirt on. Its made to fit me so it'll be like a night shirt on you, and Ill get you a towel to dry yourself and one to wear round your waist while your clothes dry. He went out. I was really wet and my clothes were sticking to me all cold and horrible so I accepted his offer. I stripped and put the T-shirt on. IT might have been big but it only came down to about the middle of my bum so I was glad I had the towel. IT wasn't very big but I managed to get it to go round me and sort of tie up. I was very careful to make sure the join in the towel was down my side and not my front. It felt sort of funny dressed like this in a strange mans bedroom, a bit sexy. I felt a bit excited but only a bit. If I had got very hard it would have been too obvious dressed like this "He's my clothes Mr Rogers. You still got your train layout?" Its in the front bedroom now Nicky. I've improved it since you saw it last, but that must have been what two years ago now. It got too big for the study and I needed the room. I don't need the front bedroom as nobody comes to stay to make me need all three bedrooms. Here come on through and I'll show you. I followed him into the front room. Along three walls was a great train layout. He flicked some switched and started some trains moving. "Here, let me show you and then you can have I go whilst I put your clothes to dry" I was lent against the edge of the board near the controls. He came and stood next to me and lent across to reach various things as he explained what I had to do. I could feel his legs against my bare thigh where the towel was open and I could feel his penis underneath his thin tracksuit as it touched and rubbed against me. I knew it was all by accident but it felt good and I was having a problem concentrating on what he was saying and stopping myself from getting a hard. I knew he wasn't trying it on, he was doing me a favour, and anyway he lived in the same village as me so it was al wrong but I couldn't stop getting hard and I pushed against the board to hide it. "There, that should be OK now. I'll just go and put these things in the dryer or you'll be here all night waiting for them to dry." Mr Rogers left and at last I could ease away from the edge of the layout and let my hard cock relax a bit. I concentrated on running the trains and ignored the way as was. I lent forward over the board to reach a truck and the towel slipped and fell to the floor. At that point Mr Rogers came back. "Oh Nicky you've dropped your towel and that T-shirt is smaller than I thought." "Sorry Mr Rogers it was an accident, sorry if you're angry" "Oh no Nicky I'm not mad. Your bottom is very attractive. Its small and neat but I was just thinking how very bad it would look for a boy, what are you 16?, to be half naked in a house with a man of my age" "I'm almost 16 Mr Rogers" I was thinking fast. Was he saying he liked my bum or was he being polite? I didn't know. "The towel was very tight. If you really don't mind I'd rather leave it off" "As you please Nicky" I felt my cock rising even more. I could feel the cool air on my bum and I knew Mr Rogers could see at least half of it. I decided to tease him and I lent forward to show more. The thought of teasing a much older man got me real hard so I kept facing away from him. I didn't know how he would react to seeing how I was in front. I lent right forward and I felt the T-shirt ride up over my bum. "Er Nicky, I really think you should put the towel back on" I turned slightly to reply. I didn't know that Mr Rogers had moved forward and bent down to pick up the towel. The result was that my hard cock was level with his eyes. I heard him take a sudden deep breath and I thought I heard him say "Jesus!" He stepped back and stood up. "I'm sorry Mr Rogers. I don't know what happened. I'm sorry" "Oh that's OK Nicky. These things happen to boys of your age, its nothing to worry about" A quick look showed that it happened to people of his age too. The front of his tracksuit looked like he had a stick propping it out. I turned to face him. He WAS interested I decided. I stepped forward and grabbed his erection. In my hand. "Its not only boys that it happens to is it Mr Rogers" "NICKY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" Christ I'd done it now. I was wrong and he was mad and I was well in the s***. First he would tell my parents, then the paper shop and then the whole village would know. "I'm sorry Mr Rogers, really I am. I thought.... Well I mean I.... I'm sorry. I don't know what made me do it. I thought you er....." It doesn't matter what you thought Nicky. Firstly what you did and what you are suggesting is illegal between a man and a boy your age. More important you are only 15 and if you want to er ..... well ...um ... enjoy yourself with other males you should do it with boys your own age, not with somebody old enough to be your father" I then noticed three things. His hard cock had not gone down, it seemed harder. He was flushed red and excited, and he seemed as scared as I was. I was sure he was interested but was too scared because of my age. I was in a fix anyway so I had to get round him and please him to stop him telling on me. "I'm sorry Mr Rogers really I am. I do think I like sex with other men. I don't know much about it though. I don't really like boys my age, I always dream about older men who have experience and can teach me what I want to know. I'm sorry. Please don't tell on me" I moved forward so our cocks touched, and I moved a bit so they rubbed. He didn't move away. "I have been with a couple of older men, but only in dirty toilets. I've never told anyone about it before. You're the first person I have ever told. I'm good at keeping secrets." I reached down and gently took hold of his cock. I could feel his tracksuit was damp. This time he didn't pull away as I squeezed his cock. It was hard as iron and much thicker than mine. "Nicky, this is wrong..... you mustn't..... , we mustn't ...... mmmmmmmmmmm. Nicky no please" I had been right, he DID want it but was terrified of my age. I slipped my hand inside his tracksuit and felt his cock. That was it, he gave in and took hold of mine. Very gently. Like it would break, he rubbed it moving my skin up and down over the end. It felt wonderful and I moaned with the feeling. His other hand slipped up inside the T-shirt and rubbed my tits. Wow! That felt good and my cock jumped in his hand. Keeping my hand inside his trousers I used the other one to unzip his top. He had small hard tits and hair over his chest. I ran my hand over his chest and down to his stomach and trousers. Letting go of his cock for a moment I hooked my thumbs over his pants and pushed them to the ground. His cock jumped up as the pants went down and pointed straight up at my face as I was bent over a bit. "Nicky stop!. There's no curtains at the window, somebody might see. Let's go into the bedroom" I followed him and he went over and pulled the curtains. By the time he turned round I had taken the T-shirt off. He looked at me ad took a deep breath. "Oh Nicky you are beautiful, very beautiful. I have often watched you when you delivered my papers, even looking at you through binoculars, especially your bum as you cycled away, but I never ever dreamed I would ever see you like this, naked and erect, and in MY bedroom." That was the nicest ting a man had said to me. All the other men just wanted sex. They used to call me horrible names and were rushed and pushy. I moved towards him He was as nervous as I was and if I didn't do anything I knew he might back out. I slipped his top off and then knelt down and undid his trainers. I took his trainers and socks off and then slipped his pants right down and over his feet.. I stayed on my knees in front of him. I could now see his cock but he couldn't touch mine. I was so hot I thought I might shoot at any moment anyway. I felt his big balls and worked on his cock with my other hand. It must have been 7" or 8" long, but it was the thickness that surprised me. It seemed inches across. I could just get my hand round it. He moaned with pleasure and I could tell he had thrown his head back like I did when I was wanking. Now I could see just how thick it was , and give Mr Rogers some real pleasure so he would NEVER tell on me. Opening my mouth as wide as I could I moved forward towards the purple head. After giving it a couple of licks that made him moan very load I pushed my lips over the massive head. I thought for a moment that my jaw would break but I got it inside and the strain went a bit. It was a tight fit with my lips and the head seemed to fill my whole mouth. I slowly worked up and down, sucking and licking as I did. "Oh God Nicky, where did you learn to do that? He groaned and moaned. I didn't know where I had learnt to do it. It just seemed sort of natural. He wriggled and started to fuck my mouth. It was great at first but soon he was pushing harder and deeper and the massive head was gagging in my throat. I thought I was going to suffocate or be sick. He realised and pulled out of me. "Sorry Nicky, I didn't mean to hurt you" "That's OK, it was nice, but you've got the thickest cock I have ever seen" "And you have the most beautiful" He gave me a gentle push and I fell back onto the bed. HE got between my legs and took my cock in his mouth. Very slowly and very gently he sucked me deep inside while using his hands to play with my tits. There was a wonderful sort of pain that went right through me and down to my cock as he gently pinched my tits. I knew I was very very close and was leaking a lot so I pushed deep into his mouth to shoot. He pulled off my cock and lifter my legs. In one move he had his tongue touching my bum hole and was licking it. He pushed it against the hole. I had never felt anything like this before. I moaned and he moaned as he kept doing it to me. He was just squeezing my cock to keep me right on the edge but he wouldn't make me shoot. I just wasn't there. I was in a place of utter pleasure and release. My whole body ached with the wonderful feelings he was giving me. At last he withdrew his tongue, and replaced it with a finger. It hurt a bit but then he touched something inside of me and every feeling in me was ten times stronger. I pushed down hard on his finger. He kept this up for a bit then added another finger. I was sort of out of it with the feelings. Each time he pushed his finger or another finger in it hurt, but then the pain went and it felt so bloody wonderful. He stopped and started to rub my cock and I felt his pushed against my bum. "Please No Mr Rogers. I've never done that before" "OK Nicky. I won't do anything you don't want me to, honest. Can I just rub up and down against your wonderful small young bum? I promise, nothing else" I agreed and felt his cock flatten against my bum crack. He worked it up and down, up and down. Everytime it touched the hole it felt like electricity went through my body and I pushed against him. I almost wanted him to slip inside me. He got faster and faster and his breathing got quicker and quicker. I grabbed my cock but he stopped me. HE just held my cock tight. Suddenly he gave a mighty yell. He gave one more really hard push and then went rigid and stopped breathing. His body started to give violent jerks and I felt his spunk shooting all over my bum and balls and cock. Over and over again I felt him shoot. I thought he was going to die if he didn't breath soon. It seemed to go no for ages. At last he fell forward and kissed me. It was a long, tender loving kiss, like nobody had ever kissed me before. "Nicky that was so wonderful, out of this world. Thank you so much" He kissed me again and then in a quick move was between my legs and cleaning me up with his tongue. I thought I was going to go mad with pleasure as he licked my balls and my cock clean. Then he rose a little and slipped my cock into his mouth. I was too close. A couple of strokes and I went mad. I don't know what got into me I grabbed his head, doubled up my body and pushed as hard as I could and shot like I had never done before. I just shot and shot and shot. I had never shot like this before in any wanking session. I collapsed back and closed my eyes. "I think you enjoyed that as much as I did. I think I had better check your clothes to see if they are dry, you've been here an hour you know. Don't want people asking awkward questions" He left. The next thing I remember is feeling his lips on my tits. Kissing and biting them. Then he kissed me on the lips. "Here you had better get dressed. You fell asleep in the time it took me to get your things" I dressed feeling warm, contented and happily sleepy. I gave this man a big hug and opened the door. "Maybe there might be another day Nicky? But please, you won't tell will you" "I would never tell Mr Rogers, and I'm glad I deliver to you EVERY day..." As I cycled away I knew that I had found a special place and a special man; and somehow I knew I would be going back very often; and that one day Mr Rogers would get what he wanted and I would feel his massive cock inside my bum. Still that was for the future. I wanted to have his lips round my cock again as soon as I could, and I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth again and feel him shoot again and hear him moan and groan with pleasure that I could cause. It just seemed right that the sun was shinning and the birds singing again. Nature reflected the way I felt.