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Subject: The Railway Boy Chapter 6 At long last, here is the sixth instalment of The Railway Boy. I hope you’ll find that it was worth waiting for. As before, I must stress that this story is pure fantasy and must not be taken as approving or condoning sexual relationships with people who are under age. If you are under age in your country or if reading this kind of material is illegal where you live, then please leave this website now. On the other hand, if you enjoy it, please make a contribution to Nifty, so that the service it currently provides free of charge to both readers and writers may continue. The Railway Boy Chapter 6 By Scotnat When I woke up and looked at my bedside clock, it was almost 5.30pm. I looked at the beautiful naked boy beside me. He was still sound asleep, lying on his side with his back to me and with his knees drawn up. This showed off to perfection the lovely bottom that I had enjoyed so much. There was more than one trace of my sperm trickling from his crack. I was finding it hard to breathe because of the thought that this wonderful creature was as much in love with me as I was with him. Had we really only met that same morning? I felt as if I’d known him and loved him all my life. Very slowly and gently so as not to wake him, I slid off the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom along the hall. Once inside, I didn’t bother to close the door but stood having a long pee, then washed my hands and my genitals in the handbasin. Feeling refreshed, I headed for the kitchen to see what I could rustle up for dinner. I reckoned he was bound to be starving when he woke up; after all, he was a teenage boy who’d had a lot of sex that afternoon. I had just put some lamb chops in the microwave to defrost when I became aware that he had come into the kitchen behind me. I looked round; he had stopped just inside the door, looking slightly upset. “I woke up and you weren’t there,” he said accusingly. “I felt very lonely and lost.” “Oh darling,” I murmured as I stepped across to him and put my arms around him. “You were sleeping so peacefully that I couldn’t bear to disturb you, but I needed a pee! You know I’ll never leave you on your own, I couldn’t. You’re all that gives my life meaning, you know.” He relaxed and slowly moved his arms around me. We stood there just holding each other for several minutes. He looked up into my face and my heart went out to him, for he still looked rather uncertain. I bent down and gave him a gentle, izmit escort bayan non-sexual kiss then rubbed my cheek against his. “I love you, Ronnie.” I could finally feel the tension go out of him. I drew my face back and looked at him again; this time he smiled, although I could see that there were tears in his eyes. “Please promise never to leave me again, Jim.” “Oh Ronnie, I meant what I said earlier. I’m yours for as long as you want me. I love you.” “That means for ever, I’m going to love you for as long as I live,” he said. I hoped fervently that he wasn’t rushing into a commitment he couldn’t keep. I was fairly certain that I could keep my side of the bargain. However that might be, Ronnie seemed content now. He snuggled into me and I stroked his back gently. Although we were both still naked, neither of us was aroused. At length I heard his tummy rumbling. “Hungry?” “MmHm,” he replied lazily. “Couple of lamb chops and some spuds do you? There’s an apple pie for afters if you like.” That seemed to cheer him up. We separated and began to share the chores of creating our first meal together. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . After we’d eaten and cleared up, we sat together on the sofa in my living room. I put my arm round his shoulders and drew him close. It was nearly seven o’clock, and he’d never acted on his promise to phone his grandparents. “It’s getting late,” I said, “and we’ll need to think about getting you back home. “Yes, I know you’d rather stay here,” I added as he made to speak, “but your folks must be wondering where you are, even if they haven’t started worrying. I think you should phone them now and put their minds at rest.” “OK,” he said, “may I use your phone, please?” I pointed the handset of the landline out to him, then went to the bedroom to find some clothes but mainly to allow him to speak privately. I was still looking for a tshirt that might fit him when he came in behind me and put his arms around me. “That’s OK,” he said, “they’re quite happy but they want me to come home and they want to meet you.” “How much have you told them?” I was worried now. “Only that I’ve fallen in love with you.” “What???” “It’s all right, I explained it all quietly. I didn’t mention the sex! I don’t think they’re surprised, but they want to meet you sooner or later, so it might as well be sooner. Once they’ve fallen in love with you as well, we can start to plan things.” (What things, I found myself wondering.) “In that case, izmit escort we’d better get dressed and I’ll drive you home. Are your shorts still lying outside? Would you like a tshirt, seeing it’s getting a bit cooler now?” “Yes please,” he said and scampered off to retrieve those scarlet shorts that had so caught my attention that morning. I found a top that someone had given me for Christmas but which was too small for me. I hoped it would fit him well enough for this evening. I also got dressed and thought it wise to wear underpants this time! I didn’t have any of those that would have fitted Ronnie, so he was going to have to continue to go commando. When we were both as decent as we could make ourselves, we went out to my car after I had set the burglar alarm. I locked the front door. Ronnie obviously loved my car, which was one of my few self-indulgences — a classic Jaguar sports. He had a huge grin on his face as he piled into the front passenger seat. When we got to the front gate he jumped out and opened it for me to drive through. That was great, I could use more of that! Having to open and close that gate was one of the few down sides to living in this isolated spot. He jumped back in and I turned towards Sheringham and Cromer, which lies further on. It took us about half an hour as I had no intention of driving fast, partly because I was worried about meeting his folks and partly because I wanted our time together to last as long as possible. As we approached Cromer, where the road from Sheringham follows the coast quite closely, Ronnie suddenly said “Pull into this layby, please, Jim.” I wondered what he had in mind. Certainly it was now a lovely evening, with the sun setting over the Wash behind us. The North Sea looked beautiful from quite high up, as this layby was. Ronnie however wasn’t interested in the view. As I looked out to sea, I realised that he was leaning over the gearbox towards me and his hands were on the front of my shorts. “Ronnie!” I looked around anxiously, but there were no other cars around. The road was quiet and the layby was empty apart from us. I mentally shrugged and went along with it. Ronnie unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts, reached in and fumbled in my underpants until he found my cock. Needless to say, it was already just as hard as ever again. He drew it out and sat back for a moment to look at it but leaving his right hand holding it out from my belly. He hummed with pleasure then izmit kendi evi olan escort bent down and took me straight into his mouth. The shock was such that I almost came on the spot. He seemed to realise this and backed off again for a moment. I looked around again, then put put hands behind my head and let him get on with it. He licked up and down my shaft then all around my glans, then put his lips around the head and slipped about half my length into his mouth. I was throbbing with pleasure and anticipation by now. I couldn’t last long under this treatment. His left hand came over and cupped my balls gently. He bobbed up and down a little and I felt my balls tightening up. For the third time that day I came, this time in his mouth. When had I last cum three times in one day? I couldn’t remember. I saw his throat working as he swallowed. He sucked gently then pulled off, licking the last drops off as he did. I was left breathless and unable to speak for a bit. Ronnie pulled a used tissue from his pocket and wiped his lips. By the time I came back down to earth he was sitting upright in his seat but turned towards me with a broad smile on his face. “I thought perhaps you needed a little help to calm down before we get there,” he said, his smile getting bigger. “What about you? Do you want me to do you?” “Don’t worry about me, that was just for you. I’ll have fun remembering all this when I’m in bed later!” What a wonderful person this is, I thought, more than just a beautiful boy. How many boys of 15 would be content to give pleasure without receiving the same themselves? Damned few, I thought. I gave silent thanks to whatever god had brought this wonderful gift into my life. After I had tidied myself up, I started the engine and drove into Cromer, following Ronnie’s directions till I finally drew up outside his grandparents’ house. We got out and I locked the car. At the garden gate I paused and took a deep breath. Ronnie took my hand and led me up the path to the front door. He opened it without knocking or ringing, and pulled me in, calling “Hello! We’re home!” . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Next time, Jim meets the grandparents! How will that go? Wait and see! Meantime, please remember to donate to Nifty whenever you can, as much as you can afford. It’s a wonderful site, free to use for both writers and readers, so if you value it as much as I do, then it needs your financial support. Thank you from Scotnat Correction: In chapter one I described Holt as being the eastern terminus of the North Norfolk Railway. It is in fact the western end of the line, which runs along the north coast of East Anglia with Sheringham at its eastern end and Holt at its west end. Sorry!

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