THE DIARY OF WILIAM ROBINSON --PART 7
DAY 385
After dinner, which I'm glad to say we took early, Don suggested we rest before my interrogation-these were his words and I hoped that he had used them tongue in cheek (happily, now, I know he did-but he had me worried for awhile).
After a short rest, he called me into the tent- he remained dressed as before (minus the boots) whilst, naturally, I was naked. As I stood before Don, he noticed that my dick was limp (usually it has only one thing on its mind when I'm with him) - so undertaking a most welcome habit, he stroked my rod to its full length. Next, he retracted the foreskin as far down the shaft as it would go, and then told me to lay face upwards on the bed. As I looked up, Don released my dick and climbed on top of me. He lowered his head near to mine before moving his body downwards, until my erect dick was wedged between his legs- squeezing hard, he squashing the throbbing rod- leaving it trapped between his solid thighs and smothered by the shiny silver fabric. With the foreskin pulled back, the pressure of his muscular thighs added to my pleasure- Don wriggled a few times to ensure he was comfortable- (I was)-then, he took hold of my arms and forced them above my head, before he pressed into my lips; an action to which I responded without hesitation.
Next, I had expected Don to demand information concerning my hidden talents but after he released my lips, he began talking about my body which, obviously, I did want to hear but, which also, I found somewhat embarrassing. The gist of his comment is that he is happy with what I have- (I'm keen on it too) -- but, notably, he is thrilled by my cock and its features- (I am an overjoyed beetroot!). He wants it (dick) to be called that (cock) from now on -- who am I to argue -- also the terms balls and ball sac to be used. Further, Don will give me a daily foreskin inspection, plus, when he names it, I am to present him, for thorough inspection, any part of my body. This suits me down to the ground- and, naturally, during those inspections, I'm expecting to see more of him. His last comment, before he turned his attention to my talents, was to tell me that we were to have an explicit talk at a convenient site during the return journey to Jupiter. At a place where he can dress me in the spare clothing he had brought-this eased my mind re going back to the ship naked --and I guessed from the smile on Don's face that he too had had visions of me greeting mom and dad in my birthday suit.
Don wriggled once again letting his thighs squeeze my cock; then, after raising his arms, folding them and laying them across my chest, he looked me in the eyes and ordered me to explain about my talent for kissing- I think he received the reply that he had expected-- I had been taught at the training base- but when he enquired as to whether William Robinson had gained any other special talents, I answered quietly that I'd learnt both jerking and cocksucking techniques which caused raised eyebrows and a wistful expression. Eventually, Don added that neither a view of him naked nor a skinny dip would ensue until he had heard every detail related to this extra training- he emphasised the phrase `every detail'-so pressed both physically and verbally I had no option but to accede to this request.
When I had become familiar with the workings and layout of the camp, I had found no one, at all, near my age within its boundary. I'd already started to jerk (frequently) but I couldn't find many private places to pleasure myself as we slept as a family unit and, thus, I wasn't often alone-well, not initially. When the crew's training became frequently individual, I gained free time and often when I said I was studying, I was finding places to jerk. My favs were the stores and the gym changing rooms --anyhow, one time when I was boning in a changing room, I hadn't realised that one of the station guys was showering (they use cubicles!)- and, he surprised me- when I was nearing climax, causing me to yell and redden in embarrassment, however, he encouraged me to continue- then, he started jerking, and after I'd finished, I jerked him to climax. He shot loads up the wall; I'd never seen a guy's cum before and I was amazed and astonished. However, after he'd cleaned up, he asked if, at another time, I'd like to do it (plus other things) again. I didn't refuse.
Anyhow, after a few weeks, it got round that I would jerk guys-so I had a (sorta) waiting list; there were some who just wanted relief; some took it further (sucking, kissing, stripping and the like) but then two really became interested in me. Sean Andrews- a rookie pilot- and Corporal Kolzny --an M.P. (Don made a guttural noise at this point, when I mentioned the Ukrainian redcap, but then on opening his mouth, he failed to bring forward comment, so true to his word he had not interrupted me).
I explained that whilst I was mainly used by guys needing a jerk (plus occasionally being stripped, getting jerked or forming one half of a 69- with me on the bottom!-(I didn't expand on these additional talents)), it quickly became apparent to me that I was being sought to receive regular attention from both Sean and Alexei-so much so that when this became a daily experience, I was becoming tired --which I think, at my age, isn't usual. Sean was unbelievably attentive and concentrated on kissing and sucking- he was skilled in these, plus, as he had nearly eight inches, I learnt numerous techniques, not least about how to take cock into the mouth. Additionally, he made me eat cum until I liked it.
Alexei was very wary- this was because of his job-but he had his own place which had few visitors-(not surprising really considering his reputation)-but genuinely he was my favourite guy (at this point, I explained to Don that not only was Don West now my no 1 but that he would have been first choice at the base if I'd really known him then --but at that time he seemed to be preoccupied with Judy.). I think Don took this in good grace for he smiled, then ruffled my hair. I continued by saying that Alexei had taught me to strip (to order and/or slowly!} and to embrace nudity (he enjoyed near nudity too-guess which part of me was covered?). He was very interested in me, rather than him, practising skills and talents (however, he was a good teacher so who was there to practise on?), although I did particularly enjoy jerking his cock as it was so thick. (I decided against telling Don what I had had to wear for Alexei- pure embarrassment; and, the details of his more unusual role play and fantasies).
I could have talked for longer, and I had omitted the more explicit detail-although I was sure Don would demand these facts at another time. Now that I had finished talking, Don's only question concerned events prior to our departure ( I didn't test his patience by not understanding the question) - I said that I'd mentioned Sean to Alexei and that they'd formed a relationship; however, during our very last session Alexei told me that they had formed a friendship with Major Gerrard's twins- then, Don said that he had seen the ten year old blondes ( in a shower- as it happened!!!!) and that although he had forged a friendship with them and provided them with some relevant life skills (which he might tell me about some day)--here and now (and for the future), was the one and only naked William Robinson -I reddened again -even more so, when Don told me he was also in love with my freckles.
Finally, Don climbed off me-(although I'm very happy when he's physically on top, it can be crushing to both body and cock). I sat up and then, quietly, Don said he was pleased with me, although there were a few questions about my skills, talents and encounters that needed retelling (and in even more detail). However, he now thought I was ready to see him naked, as long as I was prepared to do the stripping. Without hesitation, I reaffirmed my interest.
I followed Don from the tent and once more he ordered me to stand on the ledge. Whilst I waited, Don collected a bag and towels, which, alone, I carried to the pool where earlier I had skinny dipped.
I waited by the water for ten minutes- in eager anticipation supporting a twitching boner- then Don came into view.