Paul and the Farmer Chapter 8 By Subboy Paul Subboy_paul@hotmail.com copyright 2003 by Subboy Paul, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story. Author's Note: Feel free to post this story on any FREE site. All I ask is that you email me to let me know where it is posted. Thank You. * * * * * As it was the last weekend of his holidays Paul's Aunt and Uncle took him out on both days. On the Monday the fourteen- year-old boy decided to go for one last walk in the countryside. He was careful to go away fro Julie's farm. He was walking past a house when he heard a voice shouting to him. "Paul, Paul, Hi where are you going?" Paul looked round and saw Helen, the lovely thirteen year old redhead from the party, leaning out of a window of the house. Paul didn't really want to speak to Helen after the embarrassing events at the party, but as he was a well- mannered young man he had little choice. "Hello, I was just going for a walk." He replied. "Would you like me to come with you? I'd like a walk." Helen said. "It's such a nice day." If Paul hadn't met Helen at Sally's party he would have loved to have the company of such a beautiful girl. "Yes, that would be nice." Paul heard himself say. "We'll be down in a bit." Helen replied. 'We? We?' thought Paul 'since when has one girl been we? Even if she is so beautiful.' Paul soon found out as Sam, Helen's chubby friend from the party came out of the house. "Hi Paul," Sam greeted Paul, "it's nice to see you again. Helen said it was you walking down the lane, didn't you Helen?" "Yes, but you weren't sure." Helen said as she locked the door. "No I didn't recognise you with your clothes on." Sam giggled. "You look different dressed." Paul went red with embarrassment; it had only taken Sam seconds to make him feel uncomfortable. The three set off down the lane towards the fields. The conversation turned to school and Paul's impending return to the boarding school he attended. The girls thought it was cruel sending a child to such a place but Paul tried to convince them he enjoyed it. As they walked along a footpath between the fields the conversation began to dry up. Sam turned to Helen and whispered something to her. Both girls laughed. "My house is just over there." Said Sam. "Would you like to come and have a drink?" "Er well, I'm not sure." Muttered Paul, who had noticed the girls whispering to each other and had become suspicious. "If you like I'll let you kiss me." Said Helen, rather shyly. "Ok, then." Said Paul quickly, as he moved towards the young beauty. "Not out here, stupid, someone might see." Helen rebuked Paul. "When we get to Sam's house." The offer of a kiss from the most beautiful girl in the world squashed Paul's suspicions. When they got to Sam's house Sam let them in. "Mum's gone to town, she wont be back for ages." She announced. Paul thought that his luck had changed and moved towards Helen for his promised kiss. "Oh, didn't I tell you, I only let naked boys kiss me." Said Helen. "If you want to kiss me you'll have to get naked first." "I can't do that." Objected Paul. "Why not, we've both seen you nude before." Pitched in Sam. "I suppose he doesn't want to kiss you. After all he does go to an all boys' boarding school and you know what they say about boys from that sort of school." She said as she waved her hand in a limp wrist way. "Most 'normal' boys would do anything to be allowed to kiss you Helen. I think he's gay." "I'm not gay." Protested Paul. "It's just that I don't want to take my cloths off." "Oh well you might as well go then. It's your loss not mine." Said Helen, making it sound as though she didn't care weather he stayed or not. Girls can be so devious. "Ok I'll stay, I'll do it." Said Paul rather shakily. He didn't want Helen to think he was gay. Paul took his cloths off as the two thirteen-year-old girls watched. It didn't take long as he only had on his shoes, a tee shirt, a pair of shorts his underpants. He hesitated when he got to his underpants. "Come on what are you waiting for?" Asked Sam, who was keen to get another look at Paul's prick. "Would you like me to take them down like I did on Friday?" She asked, reminding Paul that it had been Sam who had had the honour of removing his last item of clothing at the party. The threat from Sam was enough to spur Paul into action and he quickly pushed the last garment down. As he did so his prick jumped out fully erect. "See, you can do it. I even think you enjoy getting naked. Your dick certainly seems to like it." Said Helen. "Now, before you kiss me you had better go and make us all a drink." Sam gave Paul directions for the kitchen and told him where he would find glasses and the fruit juice. Once he was out of the room Sam rushed to the sideboard and opened one of the draws. She took out a digital camera. "I hope the batteries are Ok." She said to Helen. "I never thought it would be that easy to get him to take his cloths off. He must really fancy you." Paul came back in with three glasses of fruit juice. "Can I kiss you now?" He almost begged Helen. "This is Sam's house, I think you should kiss her first. Don't you?" Said Helen. "Uh, ok, I suppose that would be polite." Agreed Paul, who was getting more desperate to kiss Helen. Paul made no move towards Sam. "You had better ask her if she will let you kiss her," suggested Helen, "and don't forget your manners, you were so polite on Friday." Paul remembered that he had had to call each girl 'Miss' on Friday. "Please Miss Sam, may I kiss you?" He politely asked Sam. Sam thought about it for a bit. "Um ok, I'll let you kiss my foot, but you'll have to take my trainer off yourself." She said. Paul wasn't sure he liked the way things were going. Less than a quarter of an hour ago he thought he was going to get to kiss the beautiful Helen. Now he was naked and being asked to kiss the foot of the rather chubby Sam. Helen saw Paul's hesitation. "You can't kiss me until you've kissed Sam." She said. "And if she wants you to kiss her foot then that's what you will have to do. Not only that you'll have to do it properly, not just a quick peck." Paul went over to where Sam was sitting and knelt down to remove her trainer. When he had removed her left shoe Sam lifted her foot about six inches off the ground. Paul put his lips to her foot and gave it a quick kiss. "That's no good!" Said Helen. "I said a proper kiss for at least thirty seconds." Paul bent forwards again and put his lips against Sam's foot. Suddenly there was a flash and Paul jumped up. "What was that?" He exclaimed. "Oh just a camera." Said Helen. "We thought it would be fun to take some pictures of you in the nude, after all Mandy and Sally have got some video of you. Now get your head back down and kiss that foot, and don't stop until I tell you!" Paul's reluctance was plain. "If you don't we'll send a copy of this picture to your school." Threatened Sam. Paul knew he had to do what they asked and reluctantly began to kiss Sam's foot. Helen took another picture. Sam slowly lifted her foot up making Paul lift his head as he continued to kiss her. Paul was almost kneeling upright when the flash went off next. Helen had waited until his prick was clearly visible before taking another picture. "Ok that's enough for that foot." Said Sam "take my other trainer off. Then kiss my other foot." Paul did as instructed and was soon kissing Sam's right foot. "That's enough for a bit." Said Helen. "I want some other pictures. "Lay on your back at Sam's feet." She told Paul. He followed the instruction. "Sam, will you put your feet, that he seems to love so much, on his dick please." Sam obliged her friend. 'Flash' went the camera. "Put one foot under his dick." Suggested Helen. Another picture was taken. "Can you get a foot to his mouth?" Helen asked her friend. Sam moved a foot towards Paul's face. "Kiss it." Helen instructed. 'Flash' went the camera again. Helen took a couple more photos of Paul kissing Sam's feet and Sam stroking Paul's prick with her foot. "Let me take some photos." Said Sam. Helen gave the camera to Sam. "Ok, boy," Helen said, "crawl over here and kiss my feet." Paul crawled towards the beautiful redhead, who was wearing slightly dirty white sneakers. Paul was about to undo one of Helens sneakers. "Oh no you don't!" She shouted and pushed Paul with her foot. "You can kiss my shoe." "What?" said Paul. "You heard me, kiss my pump." Paul lowered his head and began to kiss the off white canvas top. Sam began to record the event. "Ok, lick the sole." Helen said as she lifted her foot. "Get it nice and wet, that's it. Now lay on your back with your dick by my feet." She instructed. Paul lay down at the feet of the girl he thought of as the most beautiful girl in the world. He was laying with his side towards Her. Helen placed the wet sole of her pump on Paul's prick and began to rub it up and down. Sam took a couple more pictures. "Turn round so that your feet are under the chair." Helen Said. Paul moved round. "That's better now I can get your dick between my feet." The young girl said as she placed one foot either side of Paul's prick. She was looking straight down at the naked boy beneath her as she masturbated him with her feet. "That's really neat." Said Sam as she took another picture. "Keep rubbing him, I want to see him shoot his stuff." Paul couldn't take any more. He had been looking at the long tanned legs of his heartthrob; he shut his eyes and came with five large strong pulses. Sam managed to capture the second spurt just as it had left the end of Paul's prick; the first had landed high on his chest and was glistening in the light. Helen let Paul recover a little as she rubbed her sneaker- covered foot in the pool of cum on his stomach. "Oh look," she said mock surprise, "there's cum on my pump. If I get up like this it will get on the carpet, and we don't want that. What can I do?" Helen appeared to be thinking. "I know what I can do I can get someone to lick it off. Now Sam's got the camera, I can't reach so that leaves Paul. Come on Paul lick it clean." She said as she held her foot up. Paul sat up and put his tongue out towards the cum covered pump. He had never tasted cum before and was revolted at the thought. He touched it with his tongue, it tasted salty not as bad as he expected. Helen made him lick the sole clean then rubbed it in the rest of the cum that was on Paul's chest before getting him to repeat the process. "I think you had better get dressed and go home." Said Sam who had filled the camera with pictures and was keen to load them into her computer so that she could see them. Paul needed no second bidding and put on his clothes to go home. "Good by." Said Helen "Come again soon." "I won't." Muttered Paul. Paul really wanted to get back to the safe environment of his school were there weren't any girls to do nasty things to him.