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First Time: Heaven On Earth with Jim (1/3)
28 votesAuthor: alexcarr Published: 6/29/2007 story views: 3529
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Heaven on earth with Jim.
© Alex Carr 2007
I was organizing a weeklong conference in Sandown, Isle of Wight. My mate Chris recommended a snug little guesthouse to stay so I booked it.
“Hello Alex Carr, we have you reservation. Room five I think will be right for you, any special requirements?” the guy at the reception asked.
“I do like my early morning cup of tea in bed?”
“That will be fine, what time?”
“Say 7.30,” I replied.
No problem, Sir, our son, James will be bringing it up. That Okay?”
“Fine” I returned.
It was late and I was whacked after a long drive so I relaxed, watched a bit of TV and settled down about 10.30pm.
I remember hearing some giggles through my opened window, looked out and saw a couple snogging against the wall below. Good for them, I thought and settled back down and was soon off to slumber land.
Next morning I was awakened by a knock at my room door and when I shouted, “come in” there he was, James. The guy I recognised out of the window.
He was ever so sweet and quaint too as he poured out a cup of tea for me asking if I wanted sugar. The girl he was with was a lucky one indeed.
“Two, please,” I replied. “It’s James, isn’t it?”
“Jim for short” he replied with a warming smile. “Sorry about last night, hope we didn’t disturb you?“
The sequence of his chuckles the night before went through my head and the grunts and groans that followed.
“Not at all, just hope you enjoyed.” His face flushed.
“You wont tell mum or dad will you? They would go mad. She is a slut anyway.”
“Who was?”
“Tracy, the girl I was with, she didn’t have a clue.”
“What’s it worth not to tell your parents?” I chuckled.
He flushed again. Maybe I was in for a promise there.
“Take a seat,” I said pointing to the chair beside the bed. What do you mean, Tracy was a slut?”
“Well, she is like all young girls now, soon as she had her satisfaction she was off, having no consideration for me at all.”
Jim was a gorgeous red head about 18 years old. He wore a simple t-shirt that showed just a hint of nipple, which was a treat, and black tight trousers, which complimented his slim figure as he crossed his legs after sitting. And How! There I was looking more, longing to explore the serene darkness between his legs. To think only the night before he had been fucked. Now I wanted to fuck him.
“What was that, Jim? I mean why was she inconsiderate?”
My right hand sort of slid automatically down, beneath the duvet to my cock now - looking and imagining how it would be with Jim. He uncrossed his legs and crossed the other way and the rustling sound of his nylon trousers really made me hard.
“Well, I was left high, she’d had her satisfaction and, Hey, I shouldn’t be telling you my problems.”
“So she didn’t give you what you wanted?” I asked freely.
He looked down and must have seen movement beneath my duvet.
He blushed some more, I could see a question in his eyes.
“You don’t mind, do you, Jim. It is just that you are so gorgeous.”
© Alex Carr 2007
I was organizing a weeklong conference in Sandown, Isle of Wight. My mate Chris recommended a snug little guesthouse to stay so I booked it.
“Hello Alex Carr, we have you reservation. Room five I think will be right for you, any special requirements?” the guy at the reception asked.
“I do like my early morning cup of tea in bed?”
“That will be fine, what time?”
“Say 7.30,” I replied.
No problem, Sir, our son, James will be bringing it up. That Okay?”
“Fine” I returned.
It was late and I was whacked after a long drive so I relaxed, watched a bit of TV and settled down about 10.30pm.
I remember hearing some giggles through my opened window, looked out and saw a couple snogging against the wall below. Good for them, I thought and settled back down and was soon off to slumber land.
Next morning I was awakened by a knock at my room door and when I shouted, “come in” there he was, James. The guy I recognised out of the window.
He was ever so sweet and quaint too as he poured out a cup of tea for me asking if I wanted sugar. The girl he was with was a lucky one indeed.
“Two, please,” I replied. “It’s James, isn’t it?”
“Jim for short” he replied with a warming smile. “Sorry about last night, hope we didn’t disturb you?“
The sequence of his chuckles the night before went through my head and the grunts and groans that followed.
“Not at all, just hope you enjoyed.” His face flushed.
“You wont tell mum or dad will you? They would go mad. She is a slut anyway.”
“Who was?”
“Tracy, the girl I was with, she didn’t have a clue.”
“What’s it worth not to tell your parents?” I chuckled.
He flushed again. Maybe I was in for a promise there.
“Take a seat,” I said pointing to the chair beside the bed. What do you mean, Tracy was a slut?”
“Well, she is like all young girls now, soon as she had her satisfaction she was off, having no consideration for me at all.”
Jim was a gorgeous red head about 18 years old. He wore a simple t-shirt that showed just a hint of nipple, which was a treat, and black tight trousers, which complimented his slim figure as he crossed his legs after sitting. And How! There I was looking more, longing to explore the serene darkness between his legs. To think only the night before he had been fucked. Now I wanted to fuck him.
“What was that, Jim? I mean why was she inconsiderate?”
My right hand sort of slid automatically down, beneath the duvet to my cock now - looking and imagining how it would be with Jim. He uncrossed his legs and crossed the other way and the rustling sound of his nylon trousers really made me hard.
“Well, I was left high, she’d had her satisfaction and, Hey, I shouldn’t be telling you my problems.”
“So she didn’t give you what you wanted?” I asked freely.
He looked down and must have seen movement beneath my duvet.
He blushed some more, I could see a question in his eyes.
“You don’t mind, do you, Jim. It is just that you are so gorgeous.”
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| bibeast | Posted: 2007/6/30 1:40 Updated: 2007/6/30 1:40 |
Virgin   Joined: 2006/10/18 From: Posts: 10 |
 greatplease write part 2 that was great
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