Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2009 15:03:54 +0000 (GMT)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The Lodger

As my mum was a single parent, she took in a lodger when I was about 11, to
help out with the finances. He was Mr James, a chubby middle aged man, and
he stayed with us for many years. We became good friends. He offered to get
me off to school in the mornings as mum had to leave the house at 6.30 to
go to work. With a stranger in the house, I was a bit nervous of walking
around in my pajamas, little underpants, or worse still naked. I need not
have worried, because very slowly, he introduced me to naturism.

"Can you keep a secret?" he said to me one day "I like to walk around with
no clothes on. You wont tell your mum will you?" I agreed, and he added
"Why don't you try it, it's a lovely feeling when you have no clothes on" I
told him I might try it some day.

The next morning, soon after mum had gone out, there was a knock at my
bedroom door. "I have your cup of tea here Paul, can I come in?" I must
have said yes, because the door opened and in he came, naked. Wow, I'd
never seen a man naked before, and my eyes went quickly from his face, down
over his nice hairy chest to his cock. Oh, I couldn't take my eyes off
it. As he walked towards me, it wobbled from side to side and looked so
beautiful. He stopped at my bedside table saying "Here is your tea", but my
eyes were still on his cock. I'd seen boys naked in the changing rooms, and
had found the sight strangely exciting, soon leading me to join in with
little mutual wanking sessions, but this was somehow different.

"Are you feeling alright?" I heard him saying, and as I lifted my eyes to
his face, I saw that he was smiling down at me. "There, seeing a naked man
in the morning, isn't so bad is it?". I automatically shook my head. "No it
isn't" I blurted out. "See you downstairs" he said as he walked back to the
door, with my eyes now on his bottom, so nice and soft.

I couldn't bring myself to walk around naked in front of him that day, but
a few days later, I went down to make tea, immediately I heard the door
shut, and saw mum walking down the road. Minutes later I was knocking on
his door with the same greeting "I have your tea, Mr James". "Come in" I
heard, so I opend the door and stood there completely naked. "Oh you look
lovely" he said, "Come here" guesturing me over to his bed. As I walked
over to his bedside, I could feel my own cock wobbling around, and saw his
eyes drop down several times. I put the tea down and stood there in
silence. "You're nice and early, why don't you get in for a cuddle, we've
got lots of time, and mum doesn't need to know does she?"  He pulled back
the covers and once again I saw his naked body, his lovely cock laying to
one side. "Come on" he said " I won't tell mum, will you?" I shook my head
and nervously slid in beside him, laying on my back, looking up at the
ceiling. I felt his arm slide across my chest and pull me towards him until
I felt my shoulder touch his hairy chest, then his leg against mine, all
the way down, then OOOhhhh his cock as it touched my hip, and then as it
lay along my groin. I desperately longed to reach out and touch it, but was
too afraid.

"There," he said "How does this feel, having a morning cuddle in bed?" I
couldn't speak, but just nodded. "That's good" he whispered "There's
nothing wrong with having a cuddle. Putting your arms around someone, and
pressing up against them. It just means that you like them. I bet you
cuddle lots of boys at school, those special friends you like to be alone
with. Come on, tell me, It'll be our secret, mum will never know" I found
it very difficult to start, but soon found I was telling him about my
friend Adrian, and how I'd wank him off in a public toilet on the way home
from school. Mr James cuddled closer to me. I realised that I couldn't feel
his cock on my groin any more. Where was it I wondered. He rolled slightly
more towards me and OOOOhhhh I felt it. He was getting stiff and it was
poking me in the ribs. I longed to pull the covers back and have a look at
it, but felt his arm moving.

His hand slid down over my chest and tummy, until I felt it touch my
cock. I must have jumped as it surprised me. "It's alright" he whispered
"I'm only giving you a cuddle". I felt his fingers around my stiffening
cock. In seconds he was quite openly wanking me off. It felt gorgeous. "Is
that nice" he asked "would you like me to keep doing it for you?"  "Oh yes
please Mr James" I shouted out. My climax was fast approaching and in
seconds I was spurting my boy-cum over his hand.  "That's a good boy Paul,
did you enjoy that?"  I looked over at his face and nodded. He raised
himself up on one elbow, leant over me, and kissed me on the lips, two or
three brief kisses, then a longer one. "Time for your shower my boy" he
said, and pulled back the bedclothes. I sat up and looked around. There
were beads of cum on my tummy, some little damp patches on the sheet, and a
little further on, I saw his hand. He was wanking himself , his hand
working up and down, pulling his foreskin to and fro over his lovely
helmet. I stopped to watch, but he told me to get into the shower, as I
needed to get off to school.

I saw him again as I was about to leave. He gave me a crumpled up tissue
and asked me to put it in the dustbin as I past it. As I walked up to the
bin, I noticed that the tissue was damp. I lifted it to my nose, wow, the
unmistakeable aroma of cum, and it was HIS cum.  I stood alone at the bus
stop, gently squeezing the tissue, feeling the dampness, and sniffing at,
pushing my nose into it. For some reason I poked my tongue out and tasted
it. Good job mum couldn't see me.

I hated the weekends, because mum was at home and I couldn't have an early
morning cuddle. We got into a routine, me making the tea and knocking on
his door. Once in bed beside him, he'd cuddle me to him and kiss
me. Firstly a couple of brief ones, then with his lips parting, I'd feel
his tongue, soon he was half on top of me, with his tongue fully in my
mouth. I was still nervous about making any move towards his cock, although
I could feel it pressing into me. "Good morning Paul" he whispered after a
long kiss "I want you to call me Daddy when we're alone, always Daddy, is
that clear?" "Yes Daddy" I whispered back, lifting my arms and putting them
around his neck, to cuddle him into more kissing.

After a moment or two, he still hadn't touched my cock, and I was wondering
why, when he whispered "Now Paul, find Daddies cock, and start playing with
it, it's your turn to make Daddy cum, would you like to do that?"  "Oh yes
please Daddy" I said as my hand reached down under the bedclothes. Oh, I
found it and slid my fingers around it. It felt so big in my little hand,
but so beautiful. As I began to wank it up and down, Daddy pulled the
covers down, saying we could watch as wanked him off. He said I was to lay
my head on his chest, so I did, and looked down at my hand, working up and
down. It looked and felt so natural for me to be there, in bed with this
man. Oh if my school chums could see me now. A schoolboys cock wont be as
good as this.  Suddenly Daddy thrust his hips upwards 2 or 3 times, then
Oh, Oh, Oh spurts of thick cum shot upwards from his cock, splattering down
over his tummy and my hand, and as I continued to wank him, a long
"Dribbly" stage where s small amout of cum ouzed out for a long time. I
kept my head there, watching until it had finished. "Oh Paul, you have done
well. Did you enjoy doing that for Daddy?" I nodded and was kissed for my
efforts, then laid my head back down on his chest. I had cum all over my
hand, and wanted to sniff and lick it. "Time for your shower" I heard him
say, and I was quickly up and out the door, where I stoped to sniff my
fingers. By the time I was in the bathroom, I was licking up the beads of
cum. HHHmmm just the same as that tissue, I thought. How many schoolboys
had fresh cum on their tongues at 7.30, I wondered.

Even whem mum was at home, we were starting to get bolder. Doing my
homework, I'd sit on his knee at the table, while mum watched tv. I could
wriggle about and feel his cock with my bottom cheeks, and if I got into my
pajamas first, I could feel it much better. Soon we were making silly
excuses for both being in our pajamas, and sitting on his lap then was
gorgeous. I could grip his cock with my bottom cheeks and wriggle about,
until we both got hards-on. Then mum would say "Bed time" and I'd go over
and give her a kiss, whil trying to hide my erection. One night she
suggested "Maybe Mr Jmaes would like a kiss" Daddy objected but she
insisted "You two seem to be very close, Mr James is just like family. if
he were your father, you'd give him a kiss wouldn't you?" "Well, yes mum I
would" "Ok from now on you can kiss him in front of me, go on, kiss him" I
walked over to where he was sitting, leant forward and kissed him briefly
on the lips. "That's no
 good" said mum " If he's family, he gets a big kiss, now do it properly"
She got up and stood beside us as I leant forward again and planted a big
kiss on his lips. I felt his tongue, and as I looked down I could just see
his cock through the gaping opening in his pajama trousers. I wondered if
mum could see it.

The weekend was here again. I went downstairs where mum was making the
tea. "I'm not sure if Mr James is up yet darling, maybe you could take this
up to him". "Are you sure you want me to mum, he may be still in bed"
"That's ok darling, you kissed him last night, and you seemed to like it,
maybe you'd like to kiss him again, go on" Knocking on his door seemed odd
at the weekend. I heard "Come in" so I entered in my pajamas. "What are you
doing here?" he asked. Before I could asnswer, mum was shouting "He's
coming up to give you a cup of tea, and a kiss and cuddle. I'll give you a
shout when breakfast is ready" I closed the door quietly and walked over to
his bed. "She must Know" I whispered. "She cant do, but get in anyway,
we've got a couple of minutes" I put the tea down, slipped out of my
pajamas, and got in beside him. In seconds my arms were around his neck, he
was half on top of me and his tongue was down my throat. I reached down
between us
 and found his cock, and began to play with it.

Neither of us heard the door open, or knew how long she'd been standing
over us, but suddenly the covers were being ripped from the bed. I looked
up and saw her, looking down at his cock and what I was doing to it, then
up at my face. "What are you doing Paul?"  "I think I'm gay mum, and I want
to be here, in bed with Daddy, after all mum, you said hes family now". I
pulled Daddies head round and placed a big kiss on his lips in front of
her. After a second or two I felt his tongue, and wrapped my fingers around
his cock again. "When you've finished, I want you both downstairs for a
chat" she said as she left, slamming the door.

Daddy got out of bed and stood beside me, suggesting that maybe he should
leave. I didn't want that, I wanted him, and reached out to take his cock
again. I sat on th edge of the bed, and pull him to me, until his helmet
touched my cheek. As I wanked him, the clear juices were ouzing out. I
rubbed my face over his cock, spreading the juices over my cheeks. As it
rubbed across my lips I sucked some into my mouth, HHmm lovely. I looked up
at him "Please dont go Daddy, stay here with me" I parted my lips and eased
them over the tip of his cock, then down until I had the whole helmet in my
mouth. I'd only heard of cock sucking, but now I was about to learn. Daddy
held my head and eased his cock in a little further. What a huge
mouthful. He slowly began to ease it in and out, I was in heaven. The
moments passed, his thrusting increased, then, Oh, Oh, Oh, Daddy was
coming, oh lots of spurt, lots of cum. I swallowed hard and took it all,
before getting into my
 pajamas again and going downstairs.  Daddy was right behind me, and sat on
a dining chair. I sat on his lap and put an arm around his neck. "I want
him to stay mum, if he goes, so do I" I wriggled around as i spoke and felt
his cock. My own cock was getting stiffer and began to poke out from my
pajama trousers. Mum walked over and looked down at it, as Daddy wrapped
his fingers around it to hide it. "Ok" Whispered mum" you can share a room,
but no-one outside this house must hear of it, ok?" "Thankyou" I said and
kissed Daddy. We went back upstairs to move some of my stuff into his room.

That evening we all sat watching tv, me and Daddy on the sofa holding
hands, with mum on a chair. Every now and then Daddy would lean over
towards me, and I'd lift my head until our lips met. Soon mum said "Bed
Time", and I walked over to her, bent forward and as our lips met, I felt
her mouth open, and her tongue wriggle into my mouth. I stood up and turned
to Daddy "You go up and I'll be there in a moment" He gave me a big kiss
and began up the stairs. I leant forward again and kissed mum. Again her
tongue flicked into my mouth. "I'll be up to tuck you both in shortly" She
whispered

end of part 1