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************************************************** * You"ll Do</p> *</p> Though inspired by the present pandemic, this is not a Covid-19 story, it is more a "This is the way the world ends" man and boy story.</p> *********************** *********************By Ivor Sukwell</p> *</p> Chapter Three</p> *</p> Boy woke happy; happy because he was alive, happy because he was safe, happy because he was warm and safe, happy because he was warm and safe in a wonderfully comfortable bed, happy that he wasn"t alone in the bed and Sir was cuddling him all up close.</p> Happy most of all that he was Boy and Sir wanted to cuddle him.</p> He"d done things before he went to sleep that he could never have done before he became Boy and Sir had rescued him and made him safe, got rid of Julian and made him Boy.</p> He still looked like Julian, still had Julian"s tiny cock, but it wasn"t Julian"s cock now, it was Boy"s. Julian had played with his little cock but he hadn"t really known what wanking was about, hadn"t had it wanked for him like Boy had, wanked by Sir who really knew how to wank a boy and make him cum. Sir had made him cum lots of times, made his legs go funny just like his tummy and made his toes tingle as well!</p> Julian would never have done that! Never have snuggled into Sir and said, "Yes, please, Sir," when Sir asked if he could wank him again.</p> Julian wouldn"t have opened his mouth and learned how to kiss either, but Boy had, and Boy thought kissing wasn"t silly like Julian would have done; kissing made his cock go hard. Made Sir"s cock go hard as well, so kissing certainly wasn"t silly! </p> He"d have to ask Sir why kissing made cocks go hard because it seemed very strange that it did.</p> He snuggled closer, pushing as much of his ten-year-old body against Sir as he could. He wanted to feel Sir all over him, wanted to do more things that made him feel nice, and his little cock went hard, all by itself, as he fuzzily remembered the things that had made him feel so nice and wanted.</p> He"d wanked Sir and made his spunk shoot out, and that had been just amazing! It wasn"t just a dirty story the boys in showers at school had talked about; white stuff really did spurt out of a big cock when it was wanked! </p> He"d licked some off his fingers to find out what it tasted like and it was strange. Not nasty, just strange. When Sir wanted to shoot his spunk in his mouth, he thought he"d be able to manage that, eat Sir"s spunk.</p> There was an awful lot of it, but, yes, he would manage, not waste a drop.</p> "Does Boy need wanking again?" Sir said softly onto Boy"s hair, "He seems to have gone all hard again."</p> Boy sniggered into Sir"s chest and his little spike jerked.</p> "I think Boy does need wanking," Sir said and sent a hand down to find Boy"s cock, "Or perhaps he"d rather have it sucked?" Sir suggested.</p> Boy giggled, feeling very special because Sir was making him feel like that.</p> Being sucked had felt really odd at first, made him giggle because it tickled in a funny sort of way, especially when Sir licked his balls and got them in his mouth as well as his cock, and he"d almost asked Sir to stop because it tickled, but he hadn"t because he couldn"t tell Sir what to do, and then it stopped tickling and began to feel nice, even nicer than being wanked, and Sir was very good at wanking.</p> Sir had made him cum, just with his mouth!</p> "Is sucking naughtier than wanking?" Boy asked, knowing Sir would understand. Sex things were fun, but the best part about them was that they were naughty things he could never have done if he was still Julian.</p> "Much, much naughtier," Sir confirmed, and didn"t wait for Boy to make a choice, just lifted him up so his tiny cock was right in front of Sir"s face. </p> Sir"s hands moved from Boy"s waist, where he had held him to lift him, and went to Boy"s bum, cupping his small, soft bum cheeks and easing him forward so his cock could be sucked.</p> Boy had never had hands on his bum before, apart from a few times when he"d been spanked for being naughty at school, but his bum had been covered then, covered by pants and school trousers, and this was so very, very different!</p> He wasn"t sure if it was a new sex thing or not, but he did know he liked having hands on his bum! Boys had whispered at night in the dorm about something called `bumming" that really bad boys did, but no-body actually knew what `bumming" was. Perhaps this was bumming?</p> Whatever it was called, Boy took an instant liking to it!</p> Even more when his bum cheeks were squeezed and rubbed while his little cock was being sucked.</p> Sir had to restrain himself!</p> Boy"s arse was magic! The cheeks were so utterly smooth, and soft and hard at the same time. He could get the whole of a cheek into a hand, so he had a handful of bum in each hands and kneaded them as he sucked, fighting the desire to slide a finger between them, find and work Boy"s hole. Work it till it pulsed and opened. </p> Just cock for now, he told himself, cock and no more than a feel of bum. Boy isn"t ready for bum things yet.</p> Boy cummed with a loud squeak and a full body shudder, though neither squeak nor shudder made any difference to the hardness of his cock.</p> "One cum"s enough before breakfast," Sir grinned at Boy," Up you get. Wash and clean teeth."</p> Boy didn"t want to get up. He wanted to play more sex games, but he was hungry as well, so he did what he was told.</p> Boy was very ten while Sir was getting breakfast, pursaklar escort feeling even more delightfully naughty because he didn"t have any clothes on and Sir kept saying things like, "I"m going to have Boy sausage for breakfast," making Boy laugh and pretend he didn"t want Sir to get at his `sausage", but always getting caught and felt and liking it that he was.</p> "I like being naughty," Boy whispered when Sir cuddled him, "I"m glad I"m Boy."</p> "Naughty boys get spanked," Sir said and tapped Boy on the bum.</p> "I know," Boy giggled, "I got spanked for being naughty at school sometimes. It didn"t hurt, though, because I had my pants and trousers on."</p> "Won"t have if you"re naughty and I have to spank you," Sir squeezed a Boy bum cheek, "Be bare bum spanking."</p> "Will you? Spank me if I"m naughty? Not this sort of naughty, but like if I broke something?" Boy wondered what it would be liked to be spanked by Sir, spanked on his bare bum.</p> "I"d have to," Sir said, mock stern, and Boy knew Sir was only pretending because he was squeezing his bum and it felt nice.</p> "I better not be naughty, then," Boy sniggered and wondered if he dared to be just naughty enough for Sir to spank him. Just to find out what it felt like to be spanked on his bare bum.</p> "Right then," Sir said when breakfast was finished and everything cleared away, "Time to get dressed. We"ve got some shopping to do."</p> "I can"t get dressed. I don"t have any clothes. I threw them out of a window like you told me to."</p> "You"ve got shoes," Sir said, "Can"t go shopping without shoes."</p> Boy giggled again, he was giggling a lot now. He imagined going into a shop wearing just shoes, and that was wonderfully naughty. Of course, there wouldn"t be anyone to see him really because everyone else was dead, but he ignored that in his mind game and imagined the shop being full of people. He"d be naked apart from his shoes and the other shoppers would see him and whisper to each other," Look, that boy is naked!" That would be so wicked. They"d say things like, "His father should know better than to take him shopping naked!" and he"d turn on his very best smile, and say loudly so everyone could hear, in his best expensive prep school voice, "Actually, he"s not my pater. He"s my Sir."</p> He"d behave as though it was perfectly normal to go shopping wearing only shoes, walk around pretending to not even notice that he was naked, act as though he was in his school uniform, holding Sir"s hand all the while. Boy almost hoped that someone would really see him.</p> Boy chuckled to himself, imagining the shocked looks of all the people in the shop.</p> "Something funny?" Sir asked.</p> "No," Boy said, actually using his best prep school voice because he was still in his day dream, "Actually, I was just thinking what fun it would be to go shopping with you in just my shoes if there were people still alive. It would be super wicked."</p> The downside of being a paedophile, Sir thought, was that paedophiles had boys who didn"t have spunking cocks; the upside was that those boys were pre-teen boys and thought and behaved like pre-teen boys, and that was surprisingly delightful. Boy made him laugh as well as making his cock hard.</p> "It would certainly be an experience," Sir agreed when Boy explained his imaginings in full, "And I love your punch line."</p> "Do you, Sir?" Boy beamed with happiness that Sir liked his pretendings, though he didn"t realise that Sir liked them for a different reason.</p> Boy sat on Sir"s lap as Sir drove the bus, and he found that funny as well, especially when Sir said he thought he may have liked to have been a bus driver if he could have driven round all day with a naked boy sitting on his lap.</p> Boy liked sitting on Sir"s lap. Sir was wearing those thin cotton shorts and Boy knew the lump he could feel against his bare bum was Sir"s cock, and that might even have been naughty wicked fun before he became Boy, but now he was Boy and knew, he thought, all about Sir"s cock, and how to suck it and wank it and make it shoot spunk, it was sexy fun as well, though he had no idea why he liked it pressing against his bum.</p> It was just nice, and Sir seemed to like it as well, so Boy wriggled a bit now and again so Sir could like it a bit more.</p> Sir turned off the motorway where the signs said `Bath". He"d avoided cities till now, partly because lots of dead people tend to make a nasty smell in the air, and partly in case there were some not-dead people who might want to take his bus and all there was in it, but he knew where he was going and could avoid most of the city getting there.</p> "What are we shopping for?" Boy asked, eventually unable to restrain his curiosity, a curiosity that could no longer be contained when Sir stopped the Routemaster outside a shop that had "PRIVATE SHOP" painted in big letters on its blacked out window.</p> "Just one or two things I didn"t think I"d be needing, but do now," Sir said unhelpfully, eased Boy off his lap and rummaged in a big black box behind the driver"s seat.</p> "This should do it," Sir said, holding up a sledgehammer, "Get that grill open in a jiffy."</p> The shop had a metal grill in front of its door, but Sir bashed that open with a couple of swipes, and then he bashed open the door as well.</p> "Good the grill was in place," he said when the door gave way, "Can only be locked from the outside, so it means there won"t be anyone alive or dead rize escort inside."</p> It was gloomy in the shop, the only light coming from the bashed in door, but Sir knew what he was looking for and it didn"t take him long to find what he wanted.</p> "Think you can carry that out to the bus?" Sir asked Boy, pointing to a large cardboard box that had "ANAL LUBE" stencilled on the side.</p> "I"m not a baby," Boy declared and struggled the box out to the bus while Sir kept looking for things. He"d ask Sir later what `Anal lube" was, but if Sir wanted it then it must be something important.</p> Sir came out carrying a plastic bag just as Boy finished struggling the box onto the bus.</p> `Just like a master at school!" Boy thought uncharitably, `Get a boy to carry a heavy pile of books and swan about with just a piece of paper!"</p> Sir did have more than just a piece of paper though, the plastic bag looked quite full. And he did have the sledgehammer to carry as well.</p> "Right, off we go," Sir said and patted his knee as a hint for Boy to get back on his lap, and Boy only needed one hint to do that. "Chippenham next," Sir announced, "Shoe shop in the High Street where we can get some slippers for you. Be better than shoes for inside."</p> Another bashed in doorway and Boy had several pairs of slippers, some far too big for him, but as Sir said, they didn"t know when they"d be able to go shopping again and Boy would soon be a growing Boy.</p> Boy hoped his cock would be the first thing to grow. He didn"t care if his feet stayed the same size, but it would be nice to have a bigger cock for Sir to play with.</p> "What"s `anal lube"?" Boy asked after a few miles driving along country roads.</p> "Tell you when we get where we"re going," Sir said, "More naughty things for you to learn about."</p> "Sex things?" Boy cheeped eagerly, wriggling his bum about and making Sir start to go hard again.</p> "Sex things," Sir confirmed and Boy yelled, "Yay! I like sex things."</p> "Noticed," Sir grinned, "You are one very naughty boy."</p> "Not spanking naughty, though," Boy giggled, "I"m allowed to be sex things naughty, aren"t I? You like me being naughty about sex things."</p> "Certainly do," Sir confirmed and drove the rest of the way one-handed. There were no gears to change so Sir could use his left hand for other things.</p> "Now," Sir said when he parked the bus in a field in what seemed to Boy to be the very middle of nowhere, "Lesson to learn and a very important lesson. Not a sex thing lesson. Just there," he pointed ahead, "You can see water bubbling out from a rock. That"s a spring and that water has come from underground. It"s probably safe to drink, but you must never, never, ever drink water from a stream or a river. That water would not be safe. An animal or something may have died in that water somewhere you can"t see, and if it has then the water would poison you. Understand? It"s very important."</p> Boy nodded. He didn"t want to be poisoned.</p> "We"ll fill our water tanks from this spring," Sir said, "And we have a little water purifying plant fitted so when we use it we"ll know that water is safe."</p> Boy nodded again.</p> "When we need to poo, we"ll do that further down the stream and then come back and wash our bums in the bidet. Must always have a nice, clean bum."</p> "Yes, Sir," Boy said, though he wasn"t at all sure he liked the idea of pooing in a stream. What if it was cold and raining?</p> "Now, after all that shopping, I think we deserve lunch," Sir announced, "And, as we are going to stay here for a little while, I might, just might, if you are a very good Boy, let you have a small glass of wine."</p> "Oh, yes, please, Sir. I"ll be very good." Boy had no idea if he"d like wine or not, but it was a grown-up thing and Boy wanted to grow up. Grow up enough to have a bigger cock anyway. He wriggled his bum enthusiastically on Sir"s lap to show how good a boy he could be.</p> "And you"ll tell me what anal lube is?" he asked hopefully.</p> "After lunch."</p> "No, not down there," Sir told Boy when he went, as usual, to sit between Sir"s legs after lunch, "Up here, on my lap."</p> Boy didn"t mind at all sitting on Sir"s lap; he could wriggle his bum on Sir"s cock there and Sir could get at him to play with him and Boy liked being played with by Sir.</p> There was a little table beside Sir"s chair with two glasses of wine on it. Boy had a very small glass at lunch and wasn"t sure if he liked it, but, as Sir had poured him another small glass, he was determined to drink it so as not to disappoint Sir.</p> Sir had lit a cigarette as well, not a proper one, but one he had rolled himself, very carefully, and Boy wondered why that was. Sir had hundreds of proper cigarettes in the store room and he hadn"t smoked any of them yet, not since Boy had been there, and Boy thought that the wine and cigarette thingy meant Sir wanted to talk about very serious and important things.</p> Boy hoped they were sex things.</p> "You"re far too young to be drinking wine," Sir said, all serious, "And even more too young to be anywhere near this stuff," holding up his funny cigarette, "But you"re also far too young to be sitting naked on my lap, wriggling your bum around while I play with your little cock and you are naked, you are wriggling your bum and I am playing with your cock."</p> "I like being naked for you and I like you playing with me," Boy protested, "It feels nice."</p> "I"m glad it does," Sir almost smiled, ankara rus escort doing his best to keep serious, "But before the Death you"d have to be sixteen before you could be naked on my lap and be played with, and as old as eighteen before you found out what wine was like."</p> "That"s silly," Boy declared vehemently. "I don"t know if I like wine much, but if I"ve got to wait till I"m eighteen, I might never find out."</p> "And that"s why we are going to talk very seriously about things," Sir sighed. It wasn"t easy, Sir was finding out, to talk about really serious things with a boy of ten, but it had to be done. "We"ve both been very lucky, not been ill, but that doesn"t mean that we won"t get ill. We may still catch the Death. Who knows? I hope we don"t but we must understand it is possible."</p> "I know," Boy said, his throat lumpy, "Several boys at school thought they wouldn"t catch it, but they all died."</p> "So we are going to enjoy everything there is to enjoy while we can. Just in case. We are going to forget that you are too young, so if you find you do like wine, then you can drink wine. And, when you"ve had a very, very little puff of this, well, if you find you like it, same applies."</p> "Yes, Sir," he cuddled into Sir as close as he could, "You"re treating me like a grown up, not a little boy, aren"t you," he snuffled, "That"s so nice of you, Sir. You are so nice."</p> "You may not think so in a bit," Sir said, "I"m going to talk to you about being sixteen."</p> "I won"t be sixteen for years and years," Boy stated the obvious, and then, being a bright boy, he thought he understood what Sir meant. "You mean about sex things? Things I can"t do till I"m sixteen?"</p> "Yes. Those things."</p> "But we already do those things, don"t we, Sir? I know I"m not very good at them yet, but we do do them."</p> "Some of them," Sir agreed, "But there"s lots more."</p> "More sex things?" Boy forgot all morbid thoughts; sex was interesting. Sex things were fun. He wanted to know what else there was to know about.</p> "More sex things," Sir agreed and left Boy"s little cock alone for a moment so he could light his joint. Sir needed whatever help smoking a joint could give him; it wasn"t going to be easy to say what he had to say and he wasn"t at all sure how to say it. He had things to say that no man should say to a boy of ten, things that, before the Death, he wouldn"t have thought it possible for him to be saying, but this wasn"t before the Death, this was now and they had to be said.</p> "We have a rule that we must only tell the truth," Sir began and Boy nodded in agreement, "So I am going to tell you the truth. Why did I stop for you, take you with me?"</p> "Because you rescued me," Boy said, wondering what that had to do with sex things.</p> "Why did I rescue you? Would I have rescued you if you hadn"t been a boy?"</p> "Don"t know," Boy mumbled after a little silence, because `Don"t know" seemed the safest thing to mumble.</p> "Think," Sir insisted.</p> Boy thought. </p> He replayed in his mind the moment when the big red bus stopped for him, when Sir had looked at him and said he was too young, but he was a boy and he had hands and a mouth, so he"d do.</p> "Because you like doing sex things with boys," Boy eventually muttered.</p> "Boys older than you," Sir said, "Boys with bigger cocks, boys who can spunk. Boys old enough to know what sex is."</p> "But you did stop for me, Sir, you did rescue me and you do sex things with me. And I like doing them, Sir. Even if I am too young. I do like them." Boy wondered if he was going to cry because Sir wasn"t being nice and playful and Boy was worried.</p> "I know you do," Sir gave boy a cuddle, but still left his cock alone, "And that"s why I have to say all this to you. This is more about me than you. I thought I"d be able to put up with a boy of only ten because even though he was ten he was still a boy and I like boys. My cock likes boys. I took you because you"re a boy and I intended to use you to keep my cock happy. I wasn"t thinking about you, I was thinking just about me and my cock."</p> "I don"t mind, Sir," Boy wondered why Sir"s cock was soft, even though he was sitting on it and that always made it go hard. He had to please Sir, get him to put his hand back on his own little cock. He felt safe when Sir played with him. "I like being naked for you, Sir. I like you playing with me and kissing me and letting me wank you and suck you even if I"m no good at it. Please keep me, Sir. I don"t want to be eaten by dogs."</p> "You"re not going to be savaged by a pack of hungry rotwiellers," Sir smiled, "And I am going to keep you, don"t worry about that. This is about me, not you. I never believed that a boy of ten could possibly be sexually desirable, but I was wrong. You are, and I can"t keep my hands off you, and I want to do lots more things with you. Things I shouldn"t want to do, but I do."</p> Boy breathed a huge sigh of relief. Sir wasn"t going to throw him off the bus. Sir wanted to do sex things with him, different sex things, older boy sex things, and if Sir wanted to do those things, then Sir could do them. Sir would keep him safe, look after him if Sir could do sex things with him, and he liked the sex things they did. He liked the way Sir looked at him, liked Sir playing with him and kissing him and he loved Sir"s magnificent cock.</p> Boys of ten aren"t very good at shades of grey, black and white they can manage.</p> "I belong to you, don"t I, Sir?" Boy said in innocent hopefulness, "So of course you can do sex things with me if you want to."</p> Sir planted a big kiss on Boy"s slender neck. So what if it was a kiss of lust rather than affection. Boy wouldn"t know the difference.</p> *</p> [email protected]</p>