When I was a kid we lived right next to the woods and a group of us kids would play together most weekends and every day during the holidays - hide and seek, cowboys and indians, war......whatever.
So one day when I was 10 years old we were plaing hide and seek and I had hidden myself in bracken, laying down on the edge of a small clearing in the woods.
We weren't too far from a place where cars could gain access to the woods and people could park up and go for alks etc.
So there I am laying down, hiding when a car pulls up not far from my hiding place and i see a guy with a magazine in his hand come through the shrubbs into my clearing. I am well hidden so I can see him, but he cant see me.
He walks across the clearing until he's about 6 feet from my spot. Drops his trousers, goes down to his knees, lays the open magazine on the ground and pulls his cock out of his underpants.
He is only 6 feet away from me he is facing me and the magazine is closer to me still. I can see the magazine clearly and I can see his cock clearly because its just bare stalks at my level near the ground, but because of the thicker undergrowth between me and him at about 2 feet off the ground I cant see his face and he cant see me.
He starts wanking and turning the pages of the magazine. I can see his cock getting bigger and harder and I can clearly see the women in the magazine, naked with legs apart. My penis is getting hard too and I have no idea if its because of the women in the mag or if its the sight of his cock.
I am getting more and more uncomfortable. I am laying on my front and my cock is starting to hurt as I am laying on it. The guys is now wanking hard out...leaning back slightly...cupping his balls with one hand while wanking with the other.
I can't lay like this any longer and turn just slightly to releave the pressue of my cock and crack....a twig snaps underneath me. The guy stops wanking and lunges forward grabbing me by the shirt collar and pulling me out of my hiding place. He starts to rant about me being a pervert and spying on him. Then he sees the tented frot of my shorts and starts to smile.
Says to me that since I am undoubtedly a little pervert who likes looking at mens hard cocks that I should help him to finish what he'd started.
I was scared shitless but also sort of strangley excited too. My cock was still hard as anything as he took hold of my hand and guided it to his cock.
It felt so muscley and bumpy and huge in my small hands.
I started to wank him and must have been doing a good job as his attitude softened towards me and he smiled and stroked my hair as my hands moved up and down his shaft.
Pretty soon I noticed that the head of his cock was now wet and glistening. He noticed it also and pulled me closer to him, grabbed me by the back of the head and pushed my face down toward his bulging cock. He pushed the cock head against my lips. I remember it feeling a bit sticky on my lips and smelling slightly of fish. Not bad, just a slight fishy aroma.
He told me to open my mouth but I resisted so he slapped me on he back of the head. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock inside and said - that's right, it's not so bad is it?
Actually it wasn't that bad at all. I sort of liked what I was doing so went back to wanking him while keeping my mouth firmly over the head of his cock. It wasn't iong before he leaned back and I fell onto him. He was now flat on his back and picked me up turning me around until my cock was near his face. He pulled the leg of my shorts up and pulld out my cock and started to suck it while I was sucking him. It felt strange, but good.
Only moments after he'd started to do this he suddenly stiffened all his body and flooded my mouth with cum. I tried to move my mouth off him but he pushed the back of my head right down on him until it was in my throat and choking me. I almost threw up....but didn't.
He held me to him for a while and then he rolled me off him. Told me I had been a good boy and that I must not ever tell anyone about this. I said OK if I can keep the magazine. He gave me the mag and said I'd struck a hard deal, then as an after thought dipped his hand into his pocket and gave me a pound note.
He said if i wanted to earn some more money to come back next week, same time, same place.
I never did tell anyone. I kept the magazine and enjoyed wanking off to it on a regular basis.
And yes.....I went back the following week to earn some more cash. BUT was surprised to find that he had brough a friend with him.

To be continued at a later time.....