Motorcycle Dealer

Motorcycle Dealer 11

This is a continuation of the Motorcycle Dealer series which is a work of fiction, please enjoy the story & make a donation to Nifty, after all we are all leaving a legacy for the future & don't forget to look in their shop window.

The week started with tradesmen working on Matt's father's house in Windsor, the once immaculate gardens kept tidy by Damian were now overgrown, the house was built almost a century ago & within just those few years had gone to rack & ruin, Damian was given his first motorcycle (A 1963 Honda C100 cub) as he was a beneficiary in a will although it was all he received. Fortunately the machine had remained in a good state of preservation & after spending a morning at the Honda dealer's workshop, it was back on the road after an almost 40 year lay off, this small machine proved to be very reliable & ran without missing a beat until part of the silencer blew out owing to a rust hole & was replaced by a new item.

Some builder had previously bought the place & started work on it before going bankrupt, I had to go with Damian to meet the old woman's solicitor there with Douglas, Matt's father with his son & the old woman who was brought out of the care home to meet us, despite being old, frail & confined to a wheelchair, her faculties were still razor sharp.

She certainly was pleased to see Damian remarking on how he's grown into a fine strapping young lad, they talked over old times but there was the contract to finalize, I had to suppose that she wanted to see who bought the place which fortunately pleased her as she took to Doug & his boy right away & within minutes the documents were handed over leaving the old woman's care home fees paid for a while which I suspect in these situations usually ends up with her running out of money.

We had an industrial unit to get ready for the second shop & once again the tradesmen were busy working to Dorian's layout drawings whilst we started packing the contents of the motorcycle workshop at Vivian's garage which arrived by container from the USA, this was definitely one of his better buys as there was actually very little if any required to kit out the workshop & the hard work was about to pay off with our opening date for one month away announced in the media.

A courier arrived in a van & walked up to me carrying a large parcel from the USA, I regularly received parcels from the USA which mainly contained items I bought off ebay, but this one was THE one I had been waiting for & I was very eager to open it, I actually managed to buy a genuine Bollhoff Volkswagen helicoil kit literally at the fleamarket bargain price of 20 US dollars plus shipping on impulse bearing in mind I haven't seen or used one for many years, the last place I saw one was at the Ascot Vale Honda dealer's workshop in Melbourne Australia, this kit came in a metallic blue metal box similar to a half inch drive socket set, as soon as I opened the box, Jordan's face dropped & he became green with envy, despite being about a half century old with a nice patina, the kit was indeed in good condition and to me was definitely the holy grail of industrial/automotive thread repair kits, the sizes it contained were ideal for a motorcycle workshop which enabled repairs to Honda, Kawasaki & Yamaha drain plugs with those sizes used on many cars, Suzuki cam cover threads in cam bearing caps, Kawasaki two stroke single & triple drain plugs, & 10mm, 8mm, 7mm & 6mm ISO threads, to me it had to be the ebay barn find of the century. Both Wayne & Jordan admiringly inspected the various components which made up the kit before I finally gave everything a good clean & placed it into my roll cab to take pride of place knowing it wouldn't be long before the phone rang for my next mobile thread doctor repair job, Vivian too had quite an extensive selection of thread repair sizes from the USA about to be relocated to the new workshop & Dorian was writing up the advert for thread repairs at the new shop thereby encouraging customers to bring their components there rather than having me called out which lightened my own personal workload somewhat until the phone rang with a rather worried Kawasaki 748cc H2 mach IV triple owner on the other end.

There was nothing for it, I went out to his house which fortunately was about a couple of miles away with Wayne, a guy in his mid 40's opened up his garage door & when he took the cover off, the sight of that gleaming blue Kawasaki H2 Mach 1V blew both of us away, the bike looked like it had been plucked straight from the dealer's showroom back in 1972, it was in tip top concours condition, there was not a single mark on either the paintwork or the chrome, every single bolt had the correctly marked head & the bike was of a very low mileage, the owner was carrying out his routine maintenance tasks when pieces of aluminium came out with the 10mm gearbox drain bolt, it was indeed a good job that Wayne was with me as both persons could hold the bike over whilst I attended to the thread on the lower crankcase which entailed using a one foot long tap wrench having gained that previous experience from another Kawasaki H2 triple back in the day.

Within minutes the job was done, he refilled the transmission with oil, wheeled the bike out of his garage & started it up, OMG, hearing that large 3 cylinder two stroke run was indeed music to our ears as some blue smoke blew out of the silencers before he put on his crash helmet & took the bike for a quick blast up the road.

Afterwards we sat in his back garden over a glass of beer talking over old times, I had noticed that he took the bike out on the road with an expired tax disc & quietly asked him when he's going to tax it.

The discussion then turned to the subject of the MOT test when I told him that I was an MOT tester & if he came to the Honda dealer on a Saturday morning, I would be the one carrying out the test, we came away feeling like we've sealed a good deal & eagerly waiting for that H2 to arrive in the workshop.

Linda was working through her XL250 Motosport parts cleaning & restoring the ignition switch which didn't have a key although the key number was on the ignition barrel, Wayne & I came back in our euphoric glows from our encounter with the Kawasaki H2 triple when she asked me if I could sort out her key, this caught me off guard thinking I could sort this in the morning simply by asking Vivian to look through the Honda dealer's large biscuit tin full of keys. The following morning was spent looking through the tin for the older T series from the 1960's & 1970's to not even find one, neither did the Honda dealer's key clipper have the cam set and carriages required & I only managed to find 2 blanks, I began to wish that I had the Ascot Vale Honda dealer's key tin which sorted out problems like this back in the day, yes, the Curtis code book had the codes which were useless as we didn't have the parts to cut Linda's key, there was only one thing for it, either John had the key tin in his garage at Seabrook although I do remember him sitting down with his vernier during a few lunch breaks charting the codes which corresponded to the measurements he took with his vernier which is hopefully recorded in his notebook, Vivian's key clipper was packed away ready for the move to the new shop so there was nothing for it, I had to call Matt at Seabrook in Australia asking him to dig out his father's note book.

All Matt could do was ask me to wait for his email, those minutes seemed interminably slow with the shop's computer terminal pinging off email alerts nineteen to the dozen which only served to infuriate me, I walked over to Antonio's caf? with Dorian for a coffee thinking. 'All this fucking shit just for a key!' there was more to this than meets the eye, this bike would become Linda's pride & joy, there was no doubting that it was indeed an iconic machine, it was Honda's first real trail bike with a single cylinder four stroke 4 valve motor which revved to over 8,000 rpm, it's little wonder that many of those engines ended up either in grass track or road racing, this was indeed Honda's offering to young people at the time, I had a slice of toast with my coffee & when finished, Dorian & I walked back to the shop where, during our absence, Vivian had kindly printed off the email from Matt in Australia, he certainly came up trumps with his father's note book and his email contained the codes which his father had took down more than 3 decades ago.

John had indeed been very concise in compiling those codes with their depth of cut & the spacing between each cut only to lie forgotten in his roll cab never to see the light of day until now, the codes also listed which key blank to use & a quick check revealed I had one in my hand, it was now down to the nitty gritty, I opened up my Blue point hand carry box which is kept here at the shop, took out the vernier, scriber, set square, engineers clamp, warding files & diligently with great care proceeded to cut Linda's key by hand thinking. 'Why am I doing this?, it seemed like ages & yet the finished article certainly looked like it should, a professionally cut key by a locksmith, the last thing needed was to engrave the number on the key, then it was off home to give her the key which she tried in the lock & fitted perfectly, that was indeed a moment of pride which she rewarded me with loads of kisses leaving me thinking. 'How many more people want these vintage keys?, I knew that bikes were being imported from the USA, many of which were low mileage examples, one of which was that Honda CB750 K0 with the sand cast crankcases which leaked oil from the oil filter in the Honda dealer's workshop, that one was indeed a very nice example although the stripped thread in the front of the crankcase for the oil filter bolt had us pulling our hair out until I bought an ex military repair kit in that size.

I began to wonder just how many bikes were turning up in this country without keys, especially from the USA. Was this another niche that the shop could fill? I really had to get Dorian checking out Vivian's key clipper ASAP as knowing him, the new shop would be called on to provide a key cutting service for vintage motorcycle keys.

The shop hadn't even opened yet when we received our first restoration commission, Dorian took the phone call which literally blew us away, especially with thoughts of a Suzuki TR750 racer restoration arriving at the workshop, these were the 170 mph Suzuki's which shredded rear tyres at Daytona, Australian Jack Findlay took one through the speed trap at the Highlander during the Isle of Man TT races at 174 mph and when it was announced during the race, spectators all over the island went wild with excitement, we just couldn't wait to see this machine & hopefully learn of its history, these bikes just don't simply turn up out of the blue every day of the week and I could already foresee the challenges posed by this machine just in sourcing spare parts.

The canal runs alongside the back of the industrial units, many people come fishing here, the towpath is a popular route for mountain bikers and kids ride stripped down small cc motorcycles & scooters along here, one day I was working with Dorian at the new premises when we heard the sound of a larger four stroke machine with a loud exhaust race past the back of the workshop, turn into the industrial estate through a gap in the undergrowth, rapidly accelerate towards us to ride into the workshop, quickly stop & kill the engine, Dorian got really mad at this youngster shouting at him.

"You, get back on that bike and clear off, you've no business being here."

The youngster took off his jacket & crash helmet revealing his 3 foot long dark blond hair reaching down almost to his knees & I saw the fear on his face shortly followed by the sound of the police helicopter overhead, Dorian & I looked at each other, then at the youngster & I asked him.

"Is it you they're after?"

"Yes, look mister, the bike isn't nicked; I was just riding it home along the towpath."

"And the cops saw you on it, see that door there, push it out the back, throw your jacket & crash helmet inside that steel cabinet, see that blue Suzuki on the raised workbench over there, there's a few tools on that workbench & start taking the back wheel out, by the way, what's your name, how old are you & where do you live?

"It's Ryan, I'm 18 & I live in the block of flats at the back of the train station," I became surprised at just how quickly Ryan got that rear wheel out of a customer's 1968 Suzuki T20 super six and quickly realized it was here for a puncture repair, he was in the process of removing the tyre when 2 cops entered the workshop, they looked around, saw Ryan taking the tyre off the Suzuki & asked.

"Has anyone seen a lad come through here riding a large red trail bike," Dorian replied. "We heard one go past but none of us saw it as it must have passed by along the towpath, we get kids riding bikes along there all the time," the second cop took an admiringly close look at the Suzuki, then Ryan & commented.

"My father had one of these & he still sings the praises about it, he keeps wishing for another one, you young lad, you're very lucky to be working here, especially with the numbers of teenagers wanting to become motorcycle mechanics," I asked. "Ryan, how about you boil the kettle & put the coffees on? I'm sure both our guests would love a cuppa," as I pointed towards the area where the sink & kettle is situated, Ryan certainly was very quick on the uptake with that one as he stopped what he was doing, washed his hands, checked & switched on the kettle, washed out the mugs & spooned in the coffee asking who takes milk & sugar, he immediately spotted the biscuit tin & brought that out with the coffees whilst we talked about bikes, Dorian knew the whereabouts of a 1969 Suzuki T500 Cobra which had languished in a lock up garage for many years & mentioned it to the cop who's his eyes lit up like beacons & arrangements were made to go over in the pick up to view this machine that evening.

Damian pulled up inside the building on his Honda C100 cub, parked it in a corner, removed his crash helmet & both he & Ryan recognized each other straight away having attended the same school, I had previously seen Ryan come into the Honda dealer's workshop on a Saturday morning, usually for an MOT test, I lost count of the number of bikes he brought in which in the early days were downright failures which at the time for most 16 year olds was disastrous, most lads of that age viewed MOT testers as someone who would fail a machine on the most minor of items, in truth, testing is partially like that, but it's also more about the tester making those minor adjustments, changing a light bulb, adjusting a brake &c for a customer so that a pass certificate is issued.

This was much the same with Ryan, who I must add certainly learned fast, I got to like him and admired him for making a real go of buying and selling bikes to see himself through the motorcycle mechanic's course at Langley college, now in his first year, he was going it alone without a sponsoring dealer, sometimes he took a hard knock but he always asked someone for a solution which sometimes was me, he must have spent hours looking through our Honda blue books taking down notes & asking loads of questions so it was with confidence in him that I suggested to Dorian that we take him on as an apprentice & sponsor him through college, we spoke for ages and agreed to offer him a place on our team, there was no suppressing the outpouring of tears of joy, whoops & screams of delight &c that came forth, our decision to take him on certainly made his year, now we had his Honda XL250S to sort out, he went out the back & dragged it into the building, the machine was literally a rolling skeleton on wheels without lights, mudguards & a blown rear silencer, I switched on my laptop, showed him the photos of Jack's XR250 with Linda riding it which he lovingly gazed at, I said to him.

"Your best bet is to keep that old trail bike & what we'll do is build it into the bike you see in those pictures," Ryan was so gob smacked at our proposal, especially as we were about to turn his 50 quid wreck of a field bike into a machine of his dreams, with the assistance of lotto cracker.

At the day's end, he phoned his mum to tell her not to cook his evening meal from his mobile phone, a call which he must have made hundreds of times & when he gave her the news about starting with us she became ecstatic, having recently passed his motorcycle test, he rode pillion on Damian's Honda C100 cub, but this time they did not ride along the canal's towpath to end up at my house, once he entered the living room to the sight of the others just wearing only speedos & nylon vests, Linda in her bikini & both Rob & Pat in their raunchy teenage girl outfits with their dangling nylon sheathed cocks certainly fired up Ryan's sex drive as his 10 inches of rock hard huge round headed cock with a long slit which divided the head on a shaft which is fatter than a red bull can making an enormous log like bulge in his jeans and started leaking & gushing a huge blast of pre-cum like a squirting girl into his underwear.

Linda felt the bulge in his jeans & Ryan uttered a sigh as his cock twitched powerfully inside his frilly silky nylon panties as he felt the head of his cock tingle with another huge gush of pre-cum flooding into his panties adding to the already large wet patch & flooding through his jeans, she saw this & said.

"I see that I'm going to have to give you some attention."

She led him up to her double bed which she shares with Ollie & started to lovingly caress him before sensually stripping off his clothes, she smelled both his musk and the smell of cum as she sniffed around his rampant twitching rock hard cock which was profusely leaking pre-cum filling up his slit & dripping onto the carpet, Ryan's almost queen sized nipples were indeed huge with large areolas on C cup pointed breasts with huge breast buds which became erect, after brushing aside his lengthy flowing locks which draped over his breasts, she sucked on one whilst massaging the other then put a finger up his boy pussy hole making him sigh & start mewling with pleasure before beckoning him to lie on the bed, she straddled him facing his head & guided his rampant huge teenage cock inside her pussy, beads of breast milk started oozing out from her nipples as she rode him, she took one of her breasts in one hand squeezing it & a jet of milk squirted out, dipping her hand into her milk, she fed him from her milk soaked hand which he lapped up like a cat giving him his first ever taste of her breast milk, her vaginal muscles were working her magic on his cock which owing to his hugely fat size filled her pussy right up & quickly gushed a huge load of his love juices inside her which rapidly built up to her first powerful orgasm, Ryan's balls were tingling with the build up of spunk churning inside his balls & he knew straight away that this was going to be a truly awesome orgasm, his first jet of spunk was a huge one lasting about 3 seconds & both uttered loud sighs as he flooded her pussy followed by a long pause with his cock twitching powerfully before another huge blast flooded into her, the intensity of his orgasm now had him almost screaming with the highly intense pleasure which seemed to take ages during which he blasted over a dozen huge jets inside her taking her through 3 shattering orgasms, each one of which had breast milk spraying out from her nipples like water pistols. Finally they embraced each other in their orgasmic afterglows for what seemed like ages kissing, cuddling & caressing each other whilst she breast fed him the remainder of her milk which he suckled & drank ravenously whilst his spunk ran out of her pussy when there was a knock on the door & Ollie let himself in wearing only his black speedos & tight fitting Players nylon vest sporting a huge hard on & wet patches where both his vaginal fluids & pre-cum had leaked into his speedos & wet patches around the nipples on his vest where his breast milk had leaked through both his bra & vest & trickled down his stomach, now it was his turn to straddle Ryan & surprise him with his vagina under his balls.

Ryan couldn't believe the sight which stood in front of him, Ollie's breasts had grown to a C cup size & looked enormous on him added to which his cock was almost as huge having grown by another inch measuring more than 2 inches across at the head, Ryan's balls had now quickly recharged with another huge load of more spunk in anticipation of more to come as Ollie stripped off his vest, speedos & bra then laid on the bed beside Ryan, they started kissing, caressing, making love, slowly wanking Ryan's enormous cock & breast feeding him before straddling him & slowly guiding his cock into his pussy under his balls which was indeed a tight fit inside him.

Ryan became overwhelmed with lust & disbelief that his monstrously huge cock was indeed inside his tight fitting vagina whilst his unbelievably almost 15 year old cock waved up & down with the motions of him riding his cock spewing out pre-cum onto his chest, the tight fit of Ryan's cock inside him brought Ollie off into a shattering orgasm as fire hose like blasts of spunk hosed out from Ollie's cock & his clitoris erupted with cum taking Ryan over the edge & flooding Ollie's vagina with a huge gush of love juices followed by another dozen huge blasts of spunk making him scream as breast milk cascaded down Ollie's chest, they finally laid together in their afterglows with Ryan's rock hard cock still inside his vagina leaking out his after leakage just slowly kissing & caressing each other until Linda knocked on the door, entered & brought them a joint each.

Ryan came back downstairs after his amazing sex wearing only his speedos & his Players silky nylon athletic vest with the material caressing the tips of his huge nipples tenting out his vest, I showed him the photos taken on the island which really sparked his interest & he definitely wanted to join us, I phoned Vivian to inform him of our most recent member of our group & he entered the house with the box containing the raunchy clothes we will soon be wearing, Vivian's gaze fixed on Ryan's form who certainly had no qualms about stripping off naked in front of everyone in the living room, he took his measurements & gave out his clothes which pleased him immensely as he now had a pair of black nylon speedos & a Players silky nylon vest to wear for the rest of the evening, Vivian complimented him saying.

"You have a really nice pair of breasts which together with your lovely long hair, you could easily pass for a woman, most of the clothes you will be wearing are see through especially those white trousers which show off your entire legs so everyone is going to see your underwear with your cock dangling in front especially when you're wearing a tiny see through micro skirt, your see through bra will perfectly show off your nipples even through your top or blouse shirt plus your legs will be covered with sheer black nylon stockings held up with a suspender belt, to complete your outfit, you have the option of wearing high heel boots or slip on high heeled shoes, carrying a handbag and smoking your fags or joints from a long cigarette holder, in short, you will be a cross dressers dream."

"I've always wanted to do this but I've never been adventurous enough to try, the nearest I've got is wearing a bra & panties or speedos with an old skin tight fitting silky nylon running vest which I had shortened into a crop top under my clothes," Vivian replied. You've seen our photos, you now have all the clothes & it just remains for you to live the dream."

I said to Ryan. "The next thing is to have you kitted out with some military surplus camping gear so you can camp with us on the island this coming weekend, I'm sure one of the lads will go with you to both Four points & the army surplus stall in the market, he will guide you in your purchases & I will give you enough money to buy it with."

"I can't thank you enough, you lot are more than kind to me."

I asked. "What about your mum, aren't you supposed to be going back home tonight?"

"Would you mind if I kipped here the night, knowing mum, she's probably shagging the arse off some bloke by now, you would think it would be the other way around except mum has a huge cock which is much bigger than mine as well as a pussy, I should know, I've seen her enough times & she's been shagging me with it since I was 12 & she's also let he shag her since then when I first started shooting spunk, she's what's known as a hermaphrodite & she's also my biological father."

This revelation blew me away, the thought of his mum feeding spunk from her cock inside her pussy making her pregnant & bringing Ryan into the world is nothing short of miraculous, it certainly looked as though he had inherited some of his mums attributes especially with a monster of a cock & feminine breasts which actually produced breast milk when he was about 14 for about a year leaving him with huge breast buds & nipples which still remained, I knew that a course of Damian's mum's natural supplements together with sessions on the Noogleberry would certainly improve the shine in his hair as well as increasing its rate of growth, increase the size of his breasts & restart him producing breast milk again, I put this to him which he agreed as it would dramatically improve his sex life & arranged for him to see Damian's mum which couldn't come fast enough, meanwhile to start the ball rolling as he was about to sleep 3 to a bed with Ollie & his mum, I asked them both to commence sucking on his breasts that night.

Until the time came to retire for the night, Ryan went onto my computer, checked his emails then studied the photos of our group on the island, all he wore was just his black speedos & Players nylon vest, even with his cock soft inside his speedos it looked like a huge log stuffed in there & there was no doubting that he was a shower, it was his breasts & nipples which looked highly erotic tenting out the front of his vest & there was no doubting that he really should be wearing a bra, after his spell on the computer he spent ages just combing out his lovely flowing lengthy hair just like a girl, Wayne served up our coffees with honey & breast milk with chocolate digestives & then we all retired for the night.

Ryan now lay totally naked in bed sandwiched between both Ollie & his mum who both set to work sensually massaging his breasts whilst Ollie massaged his nipples, Ryan's cock was now fully hard & his leaking pre-cum filled his slit & started leaking down his shaft when a huge gush of his love juices erupted from his cock followed by several more, having both spent ages sensually massaging his breasts & nipples which became enlarged & fully erect, they both sucked on them & those lovely feelings built up inside Ryan's huge cock & balls without him ever touching his huge powerfully twitching cock which again squirted out his juices several times whilst sucking his nipples, squeezing & massaging his breasts, there was no holding Ryan back, his cock started twitching violently & blasted out a series of well spaced out fire hose like spunk blasts, his orgasm became so intense he began writhing & screaming at the intensity, so much so that they both had difficulty keeping their mouths locked onto his nipples & surprise, surprise, they both had lustful smiles on their faces as whilst Ryan was at the height of his orgasm, he felt those lovely sensations in his breasts having actually produced breast milk in a sufficient quantity for both of them to show it inside their mouths before swallowing which he felt flowing out through both nipples as they both sucked harder, he was ecstatic at having done so as he always wanted to carry on making milk but hadn't known the secrets, they had taken him over the first hurdle, now time & Damian's mum's supplements are all that's needed for him to produce more.

The following morning, Ollie straddled Ryan having both woke up with morning woods & Ollie's vaginal fluids leaking out from his pussy during the night made it wet enough to take his huge cock inside him, he rode him hell for leather making their bed shake & neither of them lasted at all, first to erupt was Ryan as his love juices gushed inside Ollie's pussy triggering his first orgasm as his clitoris erupted with cum, his vaginal fluids flooded out past Ryan's cock soaking his balls & pubes just as jets of spunk blasted out from Ollie's cock followed by Ryan breeding him with another huge load then settling down to a sensual lovemaking session before all 3 of them lit up their joints.

I gave Damian's mum a call & she sent Damian round on his Honda C100 cub with the supplements & her Noogleberry, Ryan took a double dose as instructed which he would be required to do for the first month with his breakfast, then laid on the settee wearing only his speedos whilst Damian set up the Noogleberry & went to work on his breasts for the next hour leaving his enlarged nipples feeling tender for the rest of the day whilst his breasts exhibited a healthy red glow having became engorged with blood, this would be his morning routine for at least 3 months if not more although he felt that his breasts would quickly develop having seen some breast milk come out during his first session.

Damian finished off the session by lubing up Ryan's teen pussy hole & plunging his rock hard cock balls deep inside him holding his hips & shagging him hard which had Ryan gushing out more love juices followed by another huge load of spunk without touching his cock as Damian's load flooded inside his chute. With them both having a free day, they went to Four points & the market on the Honda C100 cub to buy Ryan's camping gear & rucksack before popping into the local MacDonald's for lunch.

After lunch they rode over to the new workshop & began stripping down the Honda XL250S which took very little time as the bike was practically a skeleton, Dorian put the engine into the back of the pick up to deliver it to my house after work & they spent part of the afternoon gazing over the Suzuki T500 which Dorian had collected the previous evening, Damian got the A4 clip board & wrote down the list of cycle parts under Dorian's guidance knowing that the parts required would be for a 1979/80 twin shock Honda XR250 & factored in the required re-bracketing of the frame for both the lower right hand side panel bracket & the mounting lugs for the rear mudguard & tool bag/fanny pack although a much simpler solution is to mount an aftermarket fanny pack from New Zealand with 6mm bolts & large diameter penny washers from a local hardware store by drilling the mounting holes into an aftermarket replica rear mudguard.

Dorian also had another trick up his sleeve for the rear light which on the XR250/500 twin shock machines only has a single filament bulb, for the bike to pass an MOT test which required a stop light fitted, Dorian's trick, having done this with a number of vintage motorcycles & BSA Bantams entails running the power supply from the lighting coil through a resistor thereby reducing the glow from a 21 watt bulb for the normal tail light, the brake light circuit would by pass the resistor feeding the full power to that bulb suddenly increasing its brilliance and working as a brake light, elsewhere on the machine would be fitted a 6N2, 6 volt 2 ampere hour battery of the type fitted to mopeds with a diode fitted in line from the lighting coil's feed wire to maintain the battery's charge thereby supplying 6 volt DC power to the stop light & an electric horn which would indeed satisfy the most rigorous of MOT testers, the refurbishment plan was starting to formulate in his head & with Linda's Honda XL250 Motosport engine now off the work stand, the Honda XL250S engine would now take pride of place on there for its strip down in my garage.

Ryan went straight home from the workshop to have his evening meal & ready his course work bag for college in the morning, after college, he rode over on his two stroke 1962 50cc Suzuki MD50 motorcycle which was one of his shed finds, like Damian's Honda C100 cub, this machine certainly had character with the patina of long term storage in a shed, it had previously been brush painted in a maroon colour, yet the plastic front mudguard & characteristic horseshoe headlight housing showed its original red colour, the right hand switch casing had a bead of aluminium weld repair carried out which was done neatly which is also the mounting for the front brake lever, he had obviously spent hours cleaning up this machine, got it running, re registered as a historic machine & used it regularly, this definitely was a quaint machine & I couldn't resist a ride on it, owing to its long swinging arm & similar forks to the Honda C100 cub, I certainly felt every bounce from its suspension on the road & yet I really enjoyed the ride from this small machine.

The rest of the evening was spent stripping down the Honda XL250S engine & like a typical field bike we certainly found a catalogue of horrors, the 6mm threads which held down the cam cover had been either helicoiled or had time serts fitted, many of which had failed resulting in the oil leak from the cam cover which also had a worn cam follower, the cylinder required re-machining with an oversized piston, the balancer damper rubbers needed replacing, the flywheel woodruff keyway in the crankshaft was almost ripped out & both the cam & balancer chains required replacing, other than those issues, the motor was still mechanically sound, we added those items to the list on the clip board & stripped the head of all its valve gear & studs for vapour blasting the following morning. This would be a job for Wayne when it returns, he would quite simply take out all the threads to 3/8" UNF, turn up some internally & externally threaded bronze bar to the required lengths & thread sizes for the newly made bronze inserts & fit them to the cylinder head with high strength loctite, a job which despite his tender years he has lots of experience of, I really ought to take my hat off to old Sam for mentoring him when the thought suddenly struck me like a thunderbolt, I had forgotten that his flight arrives at 6am the following morning, both Wayne & I would have to collect him in the Cortina estate, then drop off Ryan's cylinder head on the way back.

We spent the last couple of hours on the ebay USA web site looking for vintage twin shock Honda XR250 parts & turned up a 79 fuel tank, side panels, front headlight fairing, both mudguards, carburettur & a set of stator coils with a flywheel, all from the same seller, it was definitely a good buy which came with a snag, those parts would require a large box & shipping by a freight company, the hunt was on for a speedo with its mounting brackets & the correct complete air box with the 2 rubber inlet tubes, I also looked at a generator cover from another seller & quickly realized that the neutral switch isn't machined on the XR item, Wayne looked at the listing photo & decided that he could turn up an aluminium blanking plug with an O ring groove to replace the neutral switch on the XL's generator cover, things were starting to look up for Ryan but the list was far from complete.

Wayne & I got up early the following morning to collect Sam from London's Heathrow airport, sure enough, the flight arrived on time & we met a deeply sun bronzed Sam pushing a luggage cart at the arrivals gate who instantly recognized Wayne, their reunion was indeed quite emotional as tears of joy flowed from Wayne, I also knew that we were going to be short of bed spaces until the builders complete the extension which they have yet to start & were due to after the weekend, nevertheless, I drove straight to Windsor to deposit Ryan's cylinder head for vapour blasting & told to collect it at 5pm, then I drove both Sam & Wayne home & let them get on with the business of unpacking as I had to go to the Honda dealer's workshop, compile the Hilevel order for the Honda XL250S which included the tyres, inner tubes & rim tapes for both wheels together with another order from David Silver spares, then borrow the workshop manual from the Honda blue book pile hoping to god that someone doesn't want us to work on another twin shock Honda XR250 which we thought unlikely as they are a very rare bike in the UK, all of this was happening whilst Ryan was at college so he must have been on cloud nine for the day.

Having arrived home with the cylinder head, both Wayne & Jordan had indeed been very busy, all the engine parts had been through the parts washer, the valves de coked on the wire brush wheel & checked on the lathe, Wayne was about to start re-threading the 3/8" UNF threads in the cylinder head when a highly excited Ryan pulled up on his Suzuki MD50 to watch him drill out the old threads after having extracted the inserts until I called time for our evening meal.

Jimmy helped me prepare & cook a lovely Thai chicken meal for us, again wearing only his black speedos & Players nylon vest during which I fondled the bulge in his speedos with him uttering erotic sighs, we all sat down eating out of trays in the living room & after the meal was finished, Jimmy washed up whilst Wayne, myself & Ryan went out to the garage & he finished off machining the bronze inserts & fitted them to Ryan's cylinder head, lapped in the valves, reassembled the cylinder head & passed it to Ryan to lovingly inspect his workmanship before wrapping it up in an old towel & placing it inside a box ready for the engine's reassembly, he inspected the crankshaft with its knackered woodruff keyway & the plan he formulated was to accurately mark out the main shaft where the key fits and have it welded whereby on its return he would arrange for the new keyway to be re-machined by a local engineering firm thereby saving the crankshaft & disposing of another issue, it was now a waiting game for the parts to arrive at the Honda dealer so we commenced stripping down & cataloguing Linda's BSA bantam.

Both Jimmy & Ryan showered & dressed in their raunchy girls outfits & I drove them to the cinema where they would sit in the back row & call me on a mobile phone to come & collect them, Jimmy was now used to walking along the high street wearing his erotic girls clothes exhibiting black stockings & suspenders, high heel boots, see through bra under a see through blouse with his dangling black nylon encased cock & underwear seen through the material of his tiny micro skirt in full view of anyone approaching whereas Ryan, although identically dressed apart from a pink see through blouse walked along nervously dangling a huge log of a nylon encased cock feeling the slight breeze which had started to become erect & would definitely be dropping pre-cum onto the pavement if fully erect so he quickly stopped & they both lit up cigarettes & stood smoking them outside the cinema.

Fortunately the partial erection in Ryan's huge cock subsided even though his pre-cum had already soaked the nylon sheath of his cocksock briefs & they entered the cinema, but their entrance had been spotted by Vicky who hadn't seen Ryan before & just the sight of him, especially with his monstrous dangling pole started her juices flowing into her nylon thong panties, after finishing her cigarette, she followed them in, bought a ticket & sat down beside Ryan after having beckoned to sit between both of them.

After Jimmy introduced her, he started caressing her nylon stockinged thighs then unbuttoned her blouse, moved her bra out of the way & started sucking on her breast quickly followed by Ryan sucking on her other breast whilst caressing her other thigh until his hand reached her nylon encased snatch & a finger found its mark massaging her clitoris through the soaked nylon eliciting her to start uttering guttural moans.

She became surprised at the feel of Ryan's pointed breasts & huge nipples encased by his black see through bra so she deftly unbuttoned his blouse, moved his bra out of the way & locked her mouth onto his huge queen like nipple, she tongued it expertly & sucked on it whilst squeezing his breast becoming surprised & approving the small amount of breast milk which flowed into her mouth, those lovely sensations as his milk flowed out of his nipple had his cock violently twitching & a huge gush of his watery white love juices flooded out through the nylon soaking her hand which was too small to encircle such a huge organ, lust drove her to get that monster of a cock inside her pussy immediately, they both raised their bottoms off the seats to lower their underwear & she moved across to sit on his lap guiding his huge leaking rampant pole inside her pussy, its girth was such that it really was a tight fit inside her, yet she lowered herself slowly onto his huge pole until it was all the way in & using her arms against the armrests she moved in an up & down motion riding his huge pole as her powerful vaginal muscles excited his cock, both of them were uttering guttural moans & several times Ryan's love juices squirted inside her vagina bringing on her first orgasm as her clitoris erupted with a huge load of cum, her squirting fluids leaking out past his cock & Ryan's huge pole blasting huge well spaced out hot gushes of spunk inside her, his orgasm was so intense, he struggled & just about managed to stifle his screams as he felt those lovely sensations as more breast milk flowed out from his breasts leaving huge wet patches on his blouse.

After a while, she got off his now softening pole which was likened to uncorking a bottle as a flood of their juices ran out of her pussy onto the floor, now she turned her attention to Jimmy, with her vagina now stretched out, his 9 inches of steel hard rampant leaking teenage cock slid in straight away, she started riding his rock hard cock which had been copiously leaking throughout their performance soaking his cocksock briefs as his love juices ran down his shaft, now it was buried inside her & her powerful vaginal muscles went to work exciting his cock & bringing a flood of Jimmy's spunk gushing inside her triggering her to another orgasm, by now the area was smelling of sex, spunk, pussy juices & sweat from their session added to which, their underwear, stockings & genitals were soaked in their fluids, the unanimous decision was taken to leave the cinema.

Despite all their clothes wet with their fluids, they felt the night was still young & Vicky walked them to her Ford Sierra Cosworth parked nearby & Jimmy asked her to drive to the dogging car park, although she had heard about the place, she hadn't been there so naturally a strange car in the car park is likely to be viewed with suspicion.

The 3 of them sat on the bonnet of the Sierra Cosworth sexily smoking joints from their long cigarette holders, a few cars drove past with their drivers gazing at their exposed dangling nylon sheathed cocks, Ryan's huge queen sized nipples stood erect & were still tingling from their session inside the cinema & leaked out some more breast milk through both his bra & blouse which satisfied him immensely knowing that the sessions with the Nooglberry plus Damian's mum's supplements had produced results which far exceeded his expectations leaving him wondering just how much bigger would his now growing breasts become?.

Vicky told them she had the weekend off with the Monday & Tuesday as well so she would definitely be coming to the island; this was great news as she could take 3 others from the group in her Sierra Cosworth thereby easing the seating issues we were already experiencing when a familiar black BMW pulled into the car park & the driver got out giving us a greeting, it was the she male from a previous encounter.

She wore a white transparent blouse under her unbuttoned leather jacket which showed off her huge DD cup breasts encased in a red see through bra tented out by her queen sized erect nipples, this time she wore red cocksock briefs with her huge long nylon encased pole dangling down to her knees, her black see through micro skirt exposed the bottom of her crotch, black stockings & suspenders, shiny black high heel boots carrying a black shiny handbag, she shut the door, operated the alarm remote, lit up an extra king size joint in her long cigarette holder & walked over to join them.

She greeted Jimmy first followed by the introductions, her eyes approvingly feasted on Ryan setting off her gaydar, a trait from her pre she male early teenage years, she immediately noticed Ryan's huge nipples & areolas with breast buds tenting out both his bra & blouse in plain view through the nylon of both garments & caressed a breast with her hand, her monstrously huge 15 inch cock became fully hard straining the nylon sheath & started leaking out huge loads of pre-cum through the nylon onto the ground as her cock poked straight out like a flagpole on a building, she fondled Ryan's monstrously thick pole which too started flooding out his watery white love juices, his slit which almost encircled his hugely fat head now prominently in view as his now soaked nylon sheath became transparent & filled up with his flowing love juices wetting her hand & started dripping onto the ground, Ryan's love juices gushed through the nylon as all 3 of them gazed in awe at her monstrously huge cock & Ryan spoke with pride saying.

"It may interest you to know that I have now started making milk," she uttered a sigh saying. "That's excellent, are you making much at the moment."

"Enough to give you a mouthful, but I am working on it," she cupped one of her huge breasts, gave it a squeeze & breast milk flooded through both her bra & blouse, she squeezed out some milk onto her hand & Ryan licked it clean, then she fed the other 2 her milk as well, they went to the back of Vicky's car & Vicky unbuttoned her blouse, moved her bra out of the way & both Jimmy & Vicky locked their mouths on each breast & started drinking her milk whilst she hiked down her cocksock briefs & probed Vicky's pussy through her panties with her cock, she immediately hiked them down & took at least 10 inches of her monstrously huge cock inside her soaking wet pussy, her powerful vaginal muscles went to work on her huge cock & she squirted several squirts of her love juices inside her & she began uttering guttural moans as she began thrusting, she too unbuttoned her blouse, moved her bra out of the way & Vicky sucked on one of her breasts whilst Ryan sucked on the other quickly followed by Jimmy. Although Vicky's breasts weren't producing any milk, the intense sensations of both mouths expertly tonguing & sucking on her nipples excited her snatch & brought her to a powerful orgasm as her clitoris exploded with cum & her vaginal fluids started squirting only to ooze past her cock, Vicky's powerful vaginal muscles, her monstrous cock gushing love juices & the hot liquids were too much for her as her feelings built up to such an intensity with huge fire hose like blasts of spunk flooding inside her, they were so huge that they cascaded back out past her powerfully jerking cock, Vicky had taken the biggest load of cum in her entire life & when she finally pulled out, loads of her spunk ran out from her pussy onto the ground.

Ryan quickly rammed his rampant throbbing leaking huge cock inside Vicky's pussy & pounded into her, he was so worked up he lasted just seconds as his huge load flooded into her with well spaced out blasts, his orgasm was again so intense that more of his breast milk flowed out soaking both his bra & blouse, now it was Jimmy's turn & he too didn't last long either as he flooded her with spunk, as he finally pulled out, both him & Ryan locked their mouths onto the she male's breasts & started drinking her milk followed by Vicky finishing off her ample supply, she finally said to Ryan.

"If you work on your breasts, you too will be like me, keep it up as you really do make delicious milk, judging from my experience, young boys do somehow make the best milk although I do say the challenge is getting them to develop their breasts & produce milk, keep up the good work, here's my card & you're always welcome to pop round for a drink."

Ryan took that as a hugely positive compliment, especially coming from a highly experienced person in the know who now gave him the incentive to work on his breasts with the Noogleberry & encourage his partners to suckle them frequently as well, the evening at the dogging site ended on a high note for everyone, Vicky rang Tom's house phone from her mobile saying. "Hi Tom, I'm just about to bring your 2 girly boys home, put the kettle on & we'll have some of your excellent coffee."

Vicky couldn't believe seeing everyone scantily clad in my house wearing only vests & speedos which started her juices flowing into her panties & her nipples becoming erect tenting out her blouse, her gaze fell on Ollie whose ample breasts were tenting out his vest, she also saw his see through bra & him sporting a huge bulge in his speedos, lust crazed her mind thinking. 'I really want this kid inside me,' & sat down next to him stroking his velvet smooth thighs followed by her caressing his C cup firm breasts through the nylon stroking his huge protruding nipples with her thumb whilst her other hand glided over the huge bulge in his speedos, Ollie was fully hard, breast milk began trickling through both his bra & vest, both vaginal fluids & pre-cum started flowing & then his love juices gushed from his cock soaking his speedos just as both their pussy scents wafted around the room when Linda said.

"Why don't you 2 lovebirds go up to my bedroom?" Ollie led Vicky up to the room where they passionately started kissing & fondling each other then quickly ripped their clothes off, Ollie got onto the bed followed by Vicky who straddled him taking his huge young cock inside her pussy & started riding him, she remarked.

"You know, for such a youngster, you really do have a huge cock which really does fill up my pussy," her powerful vaginal muscles went to work on his cock, lustful sensations coursed through his body, his vagina copiously leaking when his first orgasm struck, his pussy gushed out a huge load of fluids, his cock gushed another load of love juices, his clitoris erupted with a huge load of cum, breast milk flooded out of his nipples & a volley of huge spunk blasts flooded into her pussy, his orgasmic sensations were so powerful, he was seeing stars & couldn't contain his screams, all this took her through a tremendous orgasm as huge torrent of fluids gushed out of her pussy past his cock as her clitoris erupted with cum & she too was overcome by the intensity of her orgasm & screamed.

Their afterglows were long & protracted as they laid down sleepily facing each other with his rock hard cock still inside her feeding her his after leakages, his cock was tingling with pleasurable sensations & kept twitching powerfully as his balls recharged & built up firing another load of spunk inside her all by itself a quarter of an hour later.

Both of them were almost plastered in their fluids reeking of sex, & sweat & fell asleep on the bed only to wake up when Linda came to retire for the night as a threesome lighting up their joints before falling asleep.

The following morning, Ollie pushed his huge cock inside Vicky's rear pussy hole & started slowly thrusting into her, she found the feelings of fullness deeply satisfying & Linda now started grinding her pussy into Vicky's followed by Vicky's & Ollie's mouths locking onto her breasts & she felt the deeply satisfying sensations as her breast milk flowed out through her nipples sending pleasure sensations to her already leaking pussy.

Ollie's vagina was leaking copiously as he thrust into Vicky's rear pussy hole added to by the contact of his breasts on her back which was exciting his leaking nipples adding to his pleasure sensations & vaginal fluids gushing out onto their legs & soaking the sheets followed by his clitoris erupting with cum & love juices gushing out of his cock into her rear pussy hole.

This had Vicky's pussy gushing out again just as she took a good mouthful of breast milk from Linda shortly followed by a huge load of Ollie's spunk blasting into her chute, when he finally pulled out, Vicky turned around & began suckling Ollie's breast milk, Linda certainly was amazed at the transformation taking place with her son literally right before her eyes, his cock had certainly grown huge, his hair had grown rapidly past his shoulders & his breasts certainly were larger & contained a lot more breast milk, he would certainly have to wear a larger chest sized shirt & blazer to school at the start of the new term & all this happened literally within a few weeks added to which his cock was also shooting off larger quantities of spunk.

Ryan slept with Jimmy & both of them certainly gave each others chutes a good pounding with their cocks although Jimmy couldn't believe the size of Ryan's loads which certainly filled him up, during the night he suckled several times on Ryan's breasts & each time he managed to feed him larger quantities of breast milk, this time the sensations of his milk flowing out from his breasts were certainly exciting him with the sensations going straight to his cock & balls, so intense was the final sensations that morning of breast milk flowing out from him together with a rock hard morning wood with its intense twitching & tingling exposed head owing to the foreskin having peeled back by itself rewarding Jimmy with a huge gush of pre-cum erupted from his cock & spraying his belly.

Both Linda & Jimmy prepared & cooked our breakfasts & we all sat down eating out of trays, up to now it had been an unofficial house rule requiring everyone to wear only vests & speedos or in Linda's case, a pair of bikini bottoms with an identical vest, this morning we were going to take a vote on the rule being official although everyone would be required to keep their shorts handy in the event of visitors or to answer the door, we took our vote & it was unanimous, the house rule's dress code was now official, we decided not to have the dress code enforced on the island owing to passing boats & passers by during the day although most of the time, particularly in the warmer weather, one could not tell the difference.

Damian's mum came round to check on both Ollie's & Ryan's progress & she certainly was happy with Ollie's development adding a more powerful herbal conditioner for his hair & leaving his supplements unchanged, in Ryan's case she increased the dosage for both his breast growth & milk production before giving him her explanatory briefing saying.

"With breast development, particularly in boys, it can take a long time to get the desired results, of course the boy has to want to do it in the first place especially as he's the one whose going to be seen in sports changing rooms, swimming pools & shirtless during the summer. With breast milk production, these processes have to be kick started, rather like inducing a surrogate mother to breast feed someone else's baby & you have to create that demand in the first place, most mums usually breast feed their kids to about 6 months or even a year, there's nothing in the rule books of life to say that you can't carry on, both Linda & I have been breast feeding our teenage sons since birth & Damian will be 17 in a few months time, the upshot of this is that our breasts have always produced for them.

Now Ryan, your breasts have only just started to produce their goods, it is very important that you keep up with the demands required, if there is no one to suckle you, then you must express your milk with the breast pump, even if you don't wish to drink it, keep it stored in the fridge, you have already tried it in coffee & had my lovely cheese," Ryan burst out laughing saying. "It is rather delicious, I must say,"

"Now Linda, am I to understand that you will shortly be making this cheese?"

"You are indeed correct, having tried it myself; the others want it for their rolls, sandwiches & toast."

"That's what I like to hear, Ryan, as you know, our group regularly spends our weekends on an island on the River Thames during the summer at Shiplake, it is a private island ideally suited for our needs & no doubt you've already seen the photos & heard all about it, Rick lives there on a very nice narrow boat & you'll be seeing a lot more of him & his boat, you might be wondering why you only have a camouflage British army shelter sheet instead of a tent, for a start they're a lot cheaper than a tent plus Tom here has rather ingeniously fashioned a way of putting loads of them together to form our group shelter which I must add, he is very good at owing to his years of experience as an outdoor activities instructor under his belt & thankfully none of us has ever had a wet night.

This weekend you'll be coming along with us and I am sure you will definitely be having a good time," as she moved over to him, felt his cock through his speedos, gazed admiringly at his breasts & gave him a good long sensual kiss.

Sam came downstairs after his long sleep still jet lagged from his flight from LA carrying a package asking. "Wayne's mentioned about you lot hardly wearing any clothes which makes your house look like a brothel," we all burst out laughing & he said.

"I've been & got you guys another load of Truwest swimsuits but I've had to take a guess on the new boy's size he fished out the 2 marked black pairs & passed them to Ryan saying.

"Here, go & try these on for size," Ryan took them, left the living room & tried a pair on which fitted him perfectly, he put his speedos back on & put both pairs of Truwest trunks in his rucksack upstairs, entered the living room saying. "Thank you." He placed the package which contained the list of names on the table for the others to take later.

It was time to disperse, Jordan came around with Damian in the VW beetle to collect Wayne & Sam & take them to the new workshop with Ryan following on the Suzuki MD50, Ollie went into town with his mum shopping, Johann & Sven went out for the day on their mountain bikes calling at Matt's newly moved in house for him to join them on the ride leaving me to pop into the Honda dealer to do computer searches for both Linda's & Ryan's trail bikes during which I found a motorcycle wrecker in Norwich who had a large barn full of motorcycles in various stages of dismantling which hadn't been opened for years, this to me sounded like one of those places frozen in time where the doors have remained shut waiting for the day when someone comes along & unearths a time capsule of highly sought after items, I made the arrangements to go in the pick up with the shopping lists after the weekend with Ryan.

Rob received the email from Bletchley Park with the numbers for Saturday's lotto draw & gave Vivian a call, we decided between us that Sam should have the ticket & once he receives his cheque, arrangements would be made for his pension pot with a financial advisor friend of Vivian's, during my searches that day, I unearthed a load of Australian 'Cycleserv' manuals for sale on ebay, there was quite a number for sale by various sellers, but this one was for a large box full of them which in a way was like buying a lucky dip, I thought about this & the uncertainty was that of buying a box which may only have a few of the manuals I would want, nevertheless with several bids on the item already, it made sense to use a bid sniper set to a high figure, 'Oh what the heck, might as well give it a go' I thought & logged onto the bid sniper to set my bid.

They called at Doug's house amidst the gardeners finishing off the last of the landscaping whilst the builders & decorators would be putting their finishing touches to the last of the rooms, during the week, Rick had brought the Countess of Clewer from Shiplake & moored nearby giving both Doug & his son somewhere to sleep nearby which was only a short walk from their house & was likened to the Countess returning to her home port, Matt was ready to go on his bike which had been brought down from London & he certainly had a good one in the form of a Muddy Fox.

They set out on a tour of Windsor showing Matt the castle, the old guildhall & the railway station opposite the castle before riding over Windsor bridge to pass Eton College turning left to ride towards Eton Wick & visit the History on wheels museum having already arranged with Mark from the film crew, from there they rode towards the river to a spot downstream from Boveney Lock where the stream joins the main channel beside a mini beach which is a favourite spot of ours & fortunately everyone had brought along their swimsuits, towels & all 3 bikes were locked together.

The river is certainly busy during the summer holidays with boats on the river & swimmers definitely had to take care to avoid them, the water was lovely & warm with the even warmer water from the stream flowing into the main channel as well as being warmed up by the sand underwater at the mini beach.

Being such a popular spot, both Johann & Sven wore one piece female swimsuits to avoid the majority of stares from others & to cover up their breasts whilst Matt wore his black Truwest nylon swim briefs, they spent a good hour both in & out of the water & sunning themselves on the grass to see the Countess arrive, Rick had arranged this & they swam out to the vessel with Matt holding the waterproof bag containing their money, bum bags & valuables & boarded by the rear steps with Rick having put the gearbox in neutral, he then took the Countess a few yards upstream, moored the vessel & served up their lunch followed by breast milk ice cream.

Owing to the heat, all the windows were open as well as the rear door & the generator was running which powered the electric fans, after lunch, everyone lay naked on Rick's double bed whilst he took out the breast pump to express both of their breast milk to add to his fridge stocks whilst each one straddled Matt in turn to ride his cock whilst the other one massaged his nipples which had enlarged into half inch sized bullets on darkened pointed areolas on a pair of nicely rounded schoolgirl sized breasts & his hair had now grown past his shoulders resulting from Damian's mum having previously started his alteration treatment in anticipation of his move out of London knowing that he would be fully integrated into his new school without any issues or a dress code requiring boys to have short hair, Matt's cock had also enlarged to the thickness of a red bull can & gained another inch with the ability of shooting larger loads of spunk, the real test was about to come when both twins would suck on his breasts hoping for a taste of breast milk.

Owing to his alteration programme, Matt's nipples had indeed become more sensitive & Johann certainly knew every trick in the book as he massaged his mounds gently squeezing them & stroking his nipples as he lovingly kissed him, the sensations he now experienced in his cock & balls were truly astounding as he was about to build up to a truly shattering orgasm.

Sure enough, it came on like a thunderbolt & Matt was screaming his head off begging for it to stop, Sven's cock blasted out a huge squirt of watery juices followed by a series of spunk blasts flying out of his cock, his clitoris erupted with cum & with Matt's Huge load gushing inside Sven, a cocktail of their fluids ran back out past his cock, he also experienced something else, there was a truly lovely sensation right inside his breasts & he felt the sensations as small jets of breast milk sprayed out of his nipples, there wasn't a lot there, perhaps enough to fill an egg cup, this truly was a milestone for Matt as this was indeed his first milk, there was enough there for Johann to quickly scoop some onto his hand & give Matt his first ever taste as what came out from his breasts totally astounded him as it was truly delicious.

It was now Johann's turn to ride Matt's huge pole, his vaginal fluids having already leaked out & ran down his thighs, he straddled Matt on the bed whilst Sven lovingly caressed him, his huge pole leaking his love juices onto Matt's stomach as his pole waved up & down with the motions of him riding Matt's cock which had stayed rock hard throughout, this pleased Matt no end especially with the knowledge that he would be spending some of his evenings at the club satisfying some of their clients knowing that his performance had greatly improved & lots of them just loved a nice girly looking boy, with Matt, they would be getting his breasts into the bargain & with his new found ability to produce some breast milk, he could command much higher prices for his services, although Doug had sold his half of the business, he was still retained on the payroll as a consultant so his future earnings were now assured.

Johann just loved those feelings of fullness of Matt's huge teenage schoolboy cock inside his vagina, his nipples stood erect like thumbs exhibiting beads of breast milk, having taken a large drink of Damian's mum's high energy fruit drink, this hoping this would recharge his breasts with some more milk.

Both their orgasms were building up & Matt felt those satisfying feelings inside his breasts that he was about to deliver another shot of his youthful elixir, this time both Rick positioned them ready to suckle on his breasts at the height of his orgasm & when it hit Matt like a thunderbolt, they both sucked hard on his breasts to be rewarded with squirts of milk in their mouths as his cock blasted out another load of his teen boy spunk into Johann's female pussy, now his vaginal muscles really went to town on his cock as his body quivered with cum flooding out of his clitoris & his watery juices flooding out past his cock with some of Matt's spunk, they were both screaming their heads off as jets of breast milk shot into both Rick's & Sven's waiting mouths.

They spent an inordinate amount of time just lying on the bed in hugely satisfying afterglows until Rick served up bowls of breast milk chocolate ice cream with large glasses of ice cold tropical fruit squash, when they finished, they put on their swimsuits & swam to the mini beach about 200 yards away whilst Rick walked there carrying their waterproof bag, they just laid on the grass in the sunshine drying off & sunning themselves whilst Rick returned to the Countess, started the engine & slowly glided past them on his way downstream to the mooring at Clewer, it was from the mini beach that all 3 rode off to their homes with Johann & Sven arriving just in time for our evening meal.

The builders were due to start on the extension after the weekend & the way I saw it was to have everyone living with me staying on the island for the week, an event which we knew was imminent & had already planned for it, an unexpected development was Donald buying a narrow boat, this created all sorts of issues as regards boat handling & the only solution was to give James a call at his home in the Isle of Wight, fortunately he was up for it & insisted on bringing young Justin along which definitely was a godsend, the vessel had been paid for with the proceeds from Lotto cracker & when I had previously drove down during the previous week with Jordan in the VW Beetle to look over the vessel near Hampton, both Donald & I certainly weren't disappointed, she was in good condition & had rails running along the entire length of the roof on both sides thus giving a secure fastening point to secure mountain bikes on board as well as hand holds. Her interior resembled a really old school Victorian house, like the Countess, a double bed was at the front of the vessel which was screened off by a curtain, the interior lighting was all gas, fed from a propane cylinder which also provided heat during the winter, the radio & TV was one of those double types from the 1950's with a 12 inch screen, sat in front of the screen was a large square magnifying lens with the Perspex radio station indicator on top, I really had to wonder how this set survived & if it still worked, when it was turned on the television lit up in colour & the radio worked perfectly, I switched it on & tuned into 1548 KHz Capital gold to hear Richy Valens 'Tell Laura I love her' which is about Tommy, a young man who entered a stock car race followed by the Everly Brother's 'Ebony eyes' which truly had a sad ending highlighting the risks associated with air travel & even Donald didn't have a dry eye when the record ended, Wink Martindale's 'Deck of cards' which is about a young soldier who laid out a deck of cards in church owing to him not having a bible on his person, the explanation he delivered certainly silenced both religious & military critics, Manfred Mann's 'Mighty Quinn & Middle of the road's 'Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep' It was indeed an excellent refurbishment of an original device with excellent sound quality & yet there was also a large laptop computer on board. Like the Countess, there was an American made gothic arch shaped polished wood striking clock with black hands & Arabic numerals on an off white round face with a swing out glass made by William F Gilbert of Winsted, Connecticut.

The vessel was powered by a single cylinder Petter's diesel engine & the asking price was certainly a bargain, she was truly old school & aptly named 'London Pride' after the famous Fuller's brewery beer with her name sign written in the exact style of characters as the brewery.

In many ways the sale had taken place in far from ideal circumstances, the old gent who owned her had dementia which had been steadily getting worse over the years until he was unable to care for himself & placed in a care home, the rest of his family saw the vessel as a liability with it racking up mooring fees & wanted it sold to pay the care home & mooring fees, the deal was done & it remained for both James & Justin to bring the vessel under her own steam to the island thereby enabling Donald to sell his flat & put the proceeds into his pension pot.

It was I who drove to Shiplake in the Cortina estate, parked by the boathouse & walked to the landing field, I watched the Cessna 172 circling the island before its final approach over Loddon drive, descending over the field on the opposite bank of the river banking to the right & crossing low over the river to land on the designated landing strip, the aircraft taxied back to the riverbank, stopped the engine & disgorged James & Justin with their rucksacks who were really glad to see me.

We watched the aircraft take off & walked to the car, I had to find a petrol station & stopped at the Toyota garage at Littlewick Green on the A4 to fill up & buy a few snacks & drinks, then drove to Hampton to meet Donald who arrived in a taxi.

I met him by a bridge which connected the island to the mainland, he wore one of Vivian's pair of outrageously see through white nylon trousers with one of Vivian's see through white short sleeve schoolboy shirts with his RAF tie, you could easily see he was wearing skimpy black nylon briefs & a closer look revealed the Speedo logo on the right thigh of his speedos, black stockings & suspenders & a black see through bra under his shirt which also lifted his breasts enhancing their lift & pushing out his nipples, he carried his RAF blazer jacket under his arm & had brought along his suitcase.

We walked to the other side & cast our eyes on the London Pride for the first time which appeared to be sitting low in the water; James spotted it first & commented.

"I'll go on board to check the fuel tank & batteries, I will have to start the engine right away for the bilge pump to pump out the water which may take some time, I bet you she's taking in water through the prop shaft."

James spent some minutes carrying out his checks whilst we waited on the riverbank & he started the engine, almost immediately water began cascading out from the outlet pipe & he left the engine running, he lit the small cast iron range solid fuel cooker, called Justin on board & tasked him to check the vessel's food stocks, after having trashed most of the larder & the entire contents of the fridge, there was just enough left over to cook everyone a chicken curry meal, as they would be there for some time, Justin gave me a shopping list so as to stock up on food & drink, I passed James the full EX WD 2 gallon petrol can & the 5 gallon Ex British army water jerrycan can from the car so they would have fuel for the portable generator & water & left for the local supermarket.

Meanwhile Justin busied himself cleaning the fridge whilst James tended the fire in the range cooker & carried out further checks on the vessel giving the signs of approval that she was good to go as soon as the pump had cleared the water from the bilge, Donald & I brought back a lot of shopping having spent a small fortune as we also had to add some to the Countess's stocks which meant calling at Clewer & berthing alongside the Countess although the shopping hardly knocked a sizeable dent in our finances which was loaded on board.

Although London Pride was Donald's vessel, there was no doubting that James was in charge & would be teaching him in handling his vessel, I watched them release the mooring ropes, Donald fended off the bow with a pole, James engaged the gearbox & London Pride was starting out on her journey along the River Thames to Windsor leaving just myself to drive home.

London Pride arrived at Clewer the following day & berthed alongside the Countess, during their overnight stop all 3 of them had the most amazing sex together, Donald lubed up Justin's rear pussy hole & slowly pushed his fat cock inside him as he uttered the most filthy expletives calling him all the names under the sun whilst mewling with pleasure, his rock hard teenage cock was spewing pre-cum onto the towel spread across the bed, Justin quickly asked him to change position as he preferred to straddle him & ride his cock which allowed James to fondle his breasts & nipples. Justin's hair had now grown down to his bottom making him look like a proper girl, his breasts had also grown a cup size, were more firm & rounded with nipples the size of the end of his thumb which pushed out his see through bra plus whatever clothes he wore on top as well as becoming more sensitive, so much so that whoever breast fed from him would certainly give him spectacular orgasms with his cock shooting his usual huge load of spunk, on top of that, his breasts bounced & jiggled wherever he walked exciting his nipples, he was certainly a success story for natural breast enlargement, both from taking daily natural supplements & sessions with his Noogleberry, his breasts were so full to the point they were leaking & certainly guaranteed to eject streams of milk during orgasm, having this teenage being riding Donald's cock certainly bought his urges back to teenage levels & he didn't last at all, overwhelmed by sensations he came very rapidly indeed & shot the biggest load of fine vintage spunk into Justin's boy pussy hole in a long time just as a gush of love juices flew out of Justin's cock.

James quickly swapped places with Donald to be straddled once again by Justin who was now smoking a joint in order to make him last longer which suited James as a longer fuck was right up his street, Donald became awestruck at watching the way Justin's lengthy locks moved with the motion of his body as well as his bouncing leaking breasts & waving of his spewing cock becoming rock hard again, James's cock was certainly a tight fit in Justin's boy pussy hole adding to his lovely sensations especially with every twitch of his cock felt by James, it was Justin's cock which blasted out his biggest load in days like a fire hose with the first dozen blasts becoming shorter until the last few gushes just dribbled out of him, this tortured James so much, he too filled up Justin's boy pussy with a huge load.

They both lay naked on top of the bed in a sleepy lovers embrace & quickly fell asleep, meanwhile Donald unfolded a bench seat to make his bed for the night, checked the rear door was locked & got into his bed for the night.

The afternoon was spent with Rick adding to the shopping & later joined by Rob & Pat who walked from their nearby homes wearing their raunchy girls outfits carrying their rucksacks & boarding the Countess whilst Matt went into his house, changed into his girls outfit, came back out with his rucksack & boarded the London Pride to be with Justin & shortly afterwards both vessels started out on their voyage to the island.

After passing through Boveney lock, Rick pointed out the chapel of St Mary Magdalene which was where both John & I camped nearby when we were kids in the 1960's in either an old US army pup tent or a basha erected from 2 British army ponchos in the long grass near to the chapel which we camouflaged after erecting so those walking by on the towpath wouldn't easily see us & spent many a night fucking & sucking each other inside our shelter at night as well as going skinny dipping in the river, both of us were aged 14 when we swam in the famous Windsor 'Lock to Lock' race in 1966 over a downstream course of 2 miles & 572 yards from Boveney to Romney locks on a fine summer's morning with John winning the handicap by a very narrow margin & I came second in the handicap, it was the only year we swam in this race & both of us still have fond memories of that day 40 years ago.

Back home, Ollie wore his Air Training Corps combat uniform with his beret, his long locks were tied up in a large bun positioned at the back of his head below the beret's headband, he was in the last stages of checking his kit list & packing his rucksack, just a few days ago I bought him a new identical British Army combat jacket & lager sized army green tee shirts to replace the jacket he was issued with to allow for his growing breasts whereas his shirt & jumper were exchanged by his school, I also bought him 3 sports bras, a black female swimsuit top which, with his black speedos gave him the appearance of wearing a 2 piece swimsuit & 3 pairs of black Speedo lycra swim briefs with deeper sides to wear as his underwear which would be more comfortable for him, support his package & can be hand washed at the day's end together with a Mini Maglite torch with a triple LED conversion, a pack of 10 Ex MOD AA batteries & a solar charger for his mobile phone. The other cadets in his squadron certainly liked him & were constantly amused by his Australian accent, yet he has a British birthright even though he was born overseas, it was with pride that I drove with Linda to his school, had a good chat with his instructors whilst he gave Linda some hugs & kisses & left him to enjoy his week's adventure, as for the rest of us, we gathered ourselves together, packed our kit & headed for the island.

Knowing that we would be arriving before both vessels, I had the foresight to borrow the school's air cadet section's inflatable dinghy as well as a British army 10 man ration box & a box of hexamine cookers which they were glad to pass onto me as their store room was overstocked, I had also bought a large bag of quick cook rice, a huge bag of seedless raisins, several tins of chicken curry & tins of Del Monte fruit cocktail for each one of us which we would require in addition to the one 10 man ration box. We drove to Shiplake & parked our cars by the boathouse, walked with all our kit till we were opposite the swimming hole tree & inflated the school's rubber dinghy which would take several crossings to take ourselves with all of our kit onto the island, once there, we worked like a well oiled machine erecting our huge shelter sheet group shelter bashas whilst Ryan lit the fire in the fire pit, replaced the grate, filled up all of our large tin can Billy cans from the river placing them beside the fire to heat up the water, fortunately Rick had the foresight to leave us a generous wood pile, prepared the fire pit & covered everything with an old tarpaulin which meant not having to use the hexamine cookers although we would have to take it in turns to cook our meals, Rick had also left out 2 Ex MOD Vapalux kerosene pressure lanterns with a can of kerosene fuel to illuminate our camp site at night so we were certainly well set up.

We were able to place 4 mess tins at a time on the fire's grate to boil the water containing the rice with an opened curry tin sat in the middle of each mess tin of water & rice, this is a method used by troops & cadets during the days when ration packs like C rations contained small tins of food which is highly successful using the hot water to heat up the opened ration tins, once the rice was cooked, it was a simple matter to drain away the water leaving the cooked rice behind, pour in the curry, add a handful of raisins, salt & or pepper, using this method it didn't take all that long for everyone to cook their curry followed by the fruit cocktail which was shared out one tin between two followed by coffee & biscuits, this was one occasion that our coffees didn't contain breast milk which would come later from the fridges of both vessels when they arrive, our nightcaps this night would be Knorr packets of vegetable soup with 1 packet being sufficient for 2 persons giving everyone a mug full each.

After our evening meal, we all laid out our groundsheets & bedding just relaxing on top of our sleeping bags listening to my Grundig Yacht Boy radio waiting for our bellies to settle tuned into Classic Gold on 14312KHz playing 'Fox on the run' by The Sweet followed by 'Glad all over' by the Dave Clark five, Buddy Holly's 'Heartbeat & Traffic's Hole in my shoe, before changing into swimsuits & frolicking at the swimming hole tree, first to dive off was Ryan, who watched Arne perform one of his somersaults into a neat dive into the water, everyone else either just jumped or done bomb dives, Linda surprised us by performing a perfect dive whilst Sam just sat & watched us from the riverbank, last off was Vivian who performed the biggest splash of the session as he usually does, his second dive was to jump off the tree trunk with Jordan sat on his shoulders, now everyone was chanting at Sam to launch himself off the tree trunk, he slowly got up & stepped cautiously onto the tree trunk, stood on the end with a look of anxiety on his face for some moments contemplating whether or not to take the plunge until Wayne crept up behind him & shouted. "Bang," old Sam jumped in fright & plunged into the water, he bobbed up & called out.

"Wayne, I'll get you for that," at first I was rather concerned as to whether or not Sam was able to swim, fortunately, although he was confident in the water, we did have to make allowances for his age which as it happens, he was in surprisingly good fettle although from now on we are going to have to factor in his frequent visits to the local swimming pool to keep him active for as long as possible giving him life to his remaining years.

There were quite a lot of people using the towpath including a lot of cyclists & runners as well as a larger number of boats than usual on the river & a group of boys who had swam across from the mainland & were swinging on a rope swing at the southern end of the island which gave us all second thoughts on having sex at the swimming hole tree, we all ended up drying ourselves off & sat on the grass in the evening sunshine talking about times past until the evening cooled down, we all returned to our shelters & zipped ourselves into our sleeping bags until both vessels docked just after 10pm, we got out, put on some warm clothes & helped the others unload the Puffing Billy & the British Army field kitchen from the Countess which was in use at Doug's house all week, I lit up both Kerosene lanterns placing them in their usual positions to illuminate our campsite leaving both Rick & Justin tending to the field kitchen to cook our nightcaps of hot Knorr packet vegetable soup.

Matt, Johann & Sven brought their rucksacks from the vessels & set out their groundsheets & bedding, as the day's activities had tired everyone out & some of us had to be up early for work at both the Honda dealer & the workshop, we all fell asleep.

My alarm clock went off at 7am, I clambered out of my sleeping bag & went to the toilet & wash block on the island which the cadets from the college use which is situated at the north end of the island amongst thick vegetation with only a narrow track for access, I had to take a piss which turned into a shit which seemed to take ages to come out, fortunately Justin was already up tending to both the field kitchen & the Puffing Billy, he had the foresight to rouse Jordan who in turn roused the others who would be working at both shops leaving the others lying in their sleeping bags.

It was such a beautiful warm sunny morning, all Justin wore was his lingerie, this time he wore the sheer white pair of speedos to tantalize us with the sight of his bulging cock through the material & a white bra with see through cups which gave his breasts a nice lift tented out by his nipples & were almost transparent in the morning sun which certainly accentuated the shine of his lovely long flowing locks.

Ryan stood in front of me in the line up for our full English breakfasts wearing only his speedos, his long flowing hair also shone in the sunshine plus his skin was already deeply bronzed by the hours he spent nude sunbathing putting Wayne's suntan to shame & making him jealous. Both Rick & Donald were cooking the black puddings & hash browns on board their vessels & brought them out as Justin called for them as he had all 4 burners in use & the Dixie of water being brought to the boil on the fire with Matt keeping an eye on its progress for our coffees.

With our breakfasts finished, washed, shaved & dressed, we departed on the London Pride for the college's river frontage; I took Jimmy, Rob, Matt & Linda in the Cortina estate, Damian's mum had Wayne, Sam & Ryan in the Challenger whilst Vivian had Damian, Jordan & Arne in the Barracuda.

It was the usual meek & mild affair starting up the Cortina estate, when both of the American muscle cars fired up, OMG, the roar from those big block V8's through flowmaster mufflers split the morning silence asunder, fishermen on the riverbank jumped in fright, one old lady walking along the riverbank with her dog shouted at them to have the garage fix their cars with her voice being drowned out by the roar of those muscle cars, with both cars negotiating the left hand hairpin bend before the apple orchard on the climb up towards the gate, the dormitory windows in the nearby building were full of teenage faces cheering both cars as they departed leaving my rather meek & mild Cortina bringing up the rear & once out on the road, Vivian & Damian's mum floored their accelerators & both cars blasted off into the distance leaving their diminishing roar being heard by us in the Cortina for some minutes.

The car's radio was playing Duran Duran's 'View to a kill followed by Manfred Mann's 'Mighty Quinn', the Trogs, 'Wild thing', Petula Clark's Sailor & The Tornados 'Telstar', we went quiet to listen to the news & weather.

Ryan's mum woke up that morning with her monstrously huge 12 inch cock tenting out the covers of her bed, the sheets were already plastered with cum, vaginal fluids & breast milk owing to her having a wet erotic dream during the night, she sorely missed having her son in bed with her feeling those lovely sensations of fullness with his cock buried inside her vagina whilst he drank his morning milk from her breasts, at 34 years of age, she still had stunning looks with her long flowing blond locks reaching the floor, her 38DD breasts looked huge on her with thumb sized leaking nipples almost an inch long on 3 inch dark brown areolas, she had the most amazing steely blue eyes with full smooch lips & like Damian's mum, her breast milk also tasted of cum, she felt the reassuring 16 year old youth's hand stroking her thighs before finger fucking her leaking vagina underneath her balls, Kelly was already highly experienced in pleasing her especially with his 10 inches of red bull can sized rampant cock with large balls, he too had long flowing light brown locks reaching down past his bottom as well as a pair of 36 inch C cup breasts which also produced cum tasting breast milk through his queen sized nipples having spent the previous 3 years during which he became her favourite fuck teen with daily sessions using a vacuum cock developer, taking a special supplement to increase both sperm volume & quality, being pumped with a Noogleberry & having his breasts suckled twice daily as well as blowing off his huge loads of spunk fucking her, being sucked & having his breasts drained of their precious contents,

Kelly quickly pushed his huge cock inside her leaking snatch whilst they kissed & exchanged tongues, he drank ravenously from her breasts knowing that some of the cum he tasted in her milk was his, one result of all the daily sessions was his ability to shoot hose like blasts of his spunk several feet into the air & he had enough spunk inside him to shoot over 2 dozen blasts most of the time, she had a never ending supply of schoolboys to have sex with although Kelly was her favourite, one thing which particularly turned her on was his school uniform, she too had seen Vivian's website & had him kitted out with see through black nylon school trousers & black nylon Eyeline swim briefs as underwear wearing a pair of both for every day of the week, white see through nylon short sleeve school shirt with a black bra with see through cups underneath, opaque black stockings & suspenders which he wore under his trousers with the feel of the nylon gliding on his stockinged legs whenever he walked making his cock hard most of the time. It was a simple matter to sneak into the toilets after school & change his trousers for a black see through pleated nylon micro skirt, swim briefs for black nylon cocksock briefs, remove his hair band, comb out his long flowing locks, express some breast milk into a small bottle to drink on the train & finally wear a schoolgirl's bonnet before catching the train home from his special private academy in London.

He won his place there not only for his physical prowess, he also sailed through the intelligence tests for Mensa & was able to type on a computer keyboard at over 120 words per minute, the school's dress code allowed see through clothes thereby encouraging their students to bond with each other more intimately & allowed long hair in the knowledge that having short hair as part of the dress code only served to upset both students & parents alike which wasn't conducive to either learning or good family relationships.

Ryan's mum fucked Kelly's teen pussy hole with her monstrously huge cock on her bed the previous evening, years of plunging her fuck stick inside him developed his hole enabling him to take her entire length with ease, her cock was truly amazing, with its powerful twitching, gushing pre-cum, massaging his prostate & giving him those lovely sensual feelings in his teen pussy, she liked taking long slow sensual thrusts knowing that he would have pre-cum blasting out of his cock like a hose several times making his teen pussy hole clench like mad adding to his powerful sensations & ejecting breast milk from his breasts in squirts adding to his highly sensual orgasmic feelings, his balls were tingling like mad, almost at the intensity of a young boy's dry cum & he squealed in pleasure as 2 dozed well spaced out blasts of spunk flew out of his cock & went everywhere, his breasts & nipples tingled like crazy as milk cascaded from his breasts, his powerfully clenching teen pussy hole added to her already powerful sensations as a huge blast of cum erupted from her clitoris, several torrents of watery white fluids gushed out of her vagina, breast milk squirted out of her breasts & huge fire hose like spunk gushes from her cock flooded into him as both of them screamed her flat down.

They lay there for ages in highly satisfying orgasmic bliss smoking joints & not even bothering to clean up afterwards, with the room smelling of sex, weed, sweat &c they slipped naked into bed into a lovers embrace with his cock inside her vagina slowly caressing each other until they fell asleep.

The following morning, Kelly started fucking her with long slow thrusts in her vagina with spunk churning inside his balls adding to those lovely tingling feelings, pre-cum gushed out of his huge cock several times during intercourse eliciting loud gasps from her, both of them were building up their powerful orgasms, both had those lovely feelings inside their breasts & nipples which preceded their ejecting their breast milk in squirts, her clitoris gushed out huge amounts of cum plastering both their genitals, both her vaginal fluids & cock gushed simultaneously followed by huge gushes of spunk blasting out from her cock, Kelly screamed as his cock blasted his monstrous load inside her & both of them sprayed breast milk over each other, although she was used to those feelings whenever she sprayed her breast milk during orgasm, Kelly was not, his breasts & nipples were so sensitive whenever he ejected his milk, it was likened to a highly intense upper body orgasm & he was screaming his head off almost to the point of crying.

After finishing their orgasms, Kelly fell asleep whilst she relaxed in her afterglow smoking a joint listening to the radio which was tuned to 1548 KHz Capital gold playing Queen's 'Radio Ga ga', followed by A teenage orchestra's 'Grocer Jack', The Searchers, 'Don't throw your love away' & Frank Ifield's 'I remember you'. After a few moments, she took a shower, put on her bikini & cooked their breakfasts, some time after midday, Kelly left her flat & walked to his flat wearing his schoolgirl's uniform carrying his blazer so passers by could see his cocksock underwear under his micro skirt, his dangling nylon sheathed cock & white see through bra under his white see through nylon schoolgirl blouse shirt with feelings of deep satisfaction as he walked with his breasts jiggling & bouncing.

I had another load of MOT tests to carry out throughout the day at the Honda dealer, the first one that morning was a Suzuki GT750cc liquid cooled triple cylindered two stroke of 1975 vintage, this was another well kept machine which sailed through its test followed by a 1941 350cc WNG Ariel, this is a military machine which was totally original right down to the canvas handlebar grips, the third machine was Jack's twin shock Honda XR250 which certainly had a raucous exhaust note within the confines of the workshop, again this machine sailed through its test although I had to record the test weights & roller brake test results into my note book for the day when Ryan's XR250 is tested enabling me to work on something else whilst the clock ticked on his test which is a more modern form of just writing out a ticket like we used to do in the old days.

Both Jordan & Damian spent the day working on the pizza delivery bikes under Matt's watchful gaze although he came into the MOT bay to assist me with tests, Arne spent his time servicing customers machines, Linda served behind the spare parts counter & Rob kept the computers running nicely & took care of the shop's ebay account, having made a load of sales, Matt was then tasked with all the packaging after he swept & cleaned the workshop.

At our other workshop, the Suzuki TR750 arrived in a large van around mid morning, once it was wheeled into the workshop, it certainly looked for all the world like another dusty barn find so Dorian tasked Ryan with washing the machine with the pressure washer after which both he & Jimmy spent the rest of the day cleaning the machine in readiness for dismantling prior to its restoration, they were all tempted to fire it up although Dorian advised against this fearing the unknown condition of the engine.

The day went well at both shops even though the second one wasn't officially open yet although we had our fair share of those wanting to take a look & pop in for a coffee, with this in mind, Dorian drove to the Honda dealer to collect Matt around lunchtime, with the hot weather, Matt only wore a pair of sheer white nylon football shorts which certainly exposed the shape & colour of his legs & his black silky nylon Eyeline swim briefs with the rear logo could be seen from quite a considerable distance with a tee shirt, Dorian rested his hand on the boy's cock stroking the head with his thumb making him instantly hard but left it at that to avoid him getting highly visible pre-cum & spunk stains on the front of his shorts for customers to see even though Matt made a brilliant tea boy that afternoon.

With the day's work finished, it was time to hit the showers, those at the industrial unit were lucky as there was one already there although it took the boys 2 days just to clean it & Dorian to sort out the plumbing owing to years of disuse, it really was an old school shower unit of a type & quality rarely seen now & worth preserving as it must have been installed when the buildings were built, probably around 60 years ago.

Showers, a quick snack & changes of clothes into raunchy outfits & we were off to the island which has a magical enchantment for both young & old, the honey production certainly was reaping rewards even with most of the crop going to the college, Rick always had a few jars in stock & by now everyone was used to the presence of bees although they never bothered anyone, in many ways their coming & going was like an airport's air traffic control system with a single flight path in & out over the river & back.

Both the Countess & London Pride were waiting for us at the river frontage, once we boarded the respective vessels they cruised slowly in line at a very leisurely pace with their engines just ticking over entering the backwater with gearboxes in neutral gliding slowly past the swimming hole tree & watched by loads of youngsters both in the water & on the riverbank, this had to be the slowest pass of the swimming hole tree ever & London Pride's progress had almost slowed to a halt, only one thing could be the cause, there had to be an accumulation of growth underneath the hull, James retook control of the vessel, called out over a megaphone for all the swimmers to clear to a safe distance from the vessel making it safe to restart the engine which fired up on the button, James thanked them with the megaphone & gave a single blast on London Pride's horn.

With both vessels now docked, we set foot on the island once more, it truly was like a home from home & Ryan fell in love with the place straight away, John had arrived from Southend around lunchtime & boy, was I glad to see him again, I introduced Linda to him which in many ways became highly emotional with an outpouring of tears from her as she hugged the person who's solicitor had saved her day & no amount of words could ever thank him.

Rick & Justin cooked everyone a very nice Thai chicken meal on the British army field kitchen followed by tropical fruit cocktail & breast milk ice cream, the Puffing Billy water heater stood nearby working away & Ryan's gaze fell on it asking. "What's that, it looks like some antique from a bone yard?" even though he had already seen it, I explained to him what the Puffing Billy is which is basically a liquid fuelled immersion heater used in military field kitchens to which he replied. "Oh," there were also the large tin Billy cans around the fire so there was enough hot water for everyone.

Everyone worked like a well oiled machine erecting both large group shelters out of British army shelter sheet bashas when Ryan's phone rang with Kelly on the other end asking his whereabouts, they talked for a few moments & Ryan piped up. "Anyone got a spare sleeping bag?" I replied. "Ask Rick if there's a spare one on board the countess."

Justin boarded the vessel & rummaged around finding a British army 1958 pattern long sleeping bag inside a storage box, he replied. "Yeah, there's one on board, it wants airing out though," I replied. "Bring it over here & I'll hang it up."

Ryan said over the phone. "Good news, they've found one on board the boat, grab your bag & get to the train station as fast as possible, get a train to Reading & I'll meet you at the station."

I asked. "Ryan, who's this you're inviting to the island?" . . . "It's a mate who lines in the same block as myself, he's OK," . . . "In that case, you ask Miranda nicely if you can use her mountain bike, take it with you on board & Rick will take you to Reading Bridge."

Ryan still wore his raunchy teenage girls outfit with a black see through mesh tight fitting micro skirt & once he arrived at Reading, so many people are going to see his black nylon encased log sized dangling cock, stockings & suspenders, see through bra under his see through blouse, he put his black high heeled boots back on, Matt handed him his handbag, planted him a kiss & felt his cock saying. "Bon Voyage," he boarded the vessel, secured the mountain bike to the deck rails, Rick released the mooring lines, started the engine & I watched the Countess start off on her leisurely cruise to Reading, Ryan stood at the stern rails with his long hair flowing in the breeze, he lit up a joint & smoked it sexily in his long cigarette holder looking every inch a wonderful teenage girl, I asked myself. 'Is it a trick of the light or are Ryan's breasts growing larger?'

Kelly stood near the train's window watching the scenery pass by, behind him stood a hermaphrodite woman in her 20's with long flowing black hair wearing a business suit with a short skirt, he caught the leaking pussy scents in his nostrils which wouldn't surprise him as he brazenly wore see through clothes & by this point in his journey, a lot of people would have caught sight of his nylon encased dangling cock, the smell of those pussy scents aroused him & his nipples hardened tenting out his see through bra & blouse & feeling lovely sensations in his breasts which filled out his blouse, his cock became hard tenting out his micro skirt as pre-cum leaked like a tap through both the nylon sheath & micro skirt to run down & drip onto the floor, it was at this point when he felt something soaking wet touch between his bum cheeks & a warm fluid gush through the material of his cocksock briefs soaking his pucker, he turned round to see the woman stroking a monstrously huge cock more than a foot long leaking her juices when a gush suddenly sprayed out of her cock onto his hip when she quietly said. "Bend down for me," she deftly unclipped his suspender belt, moved the waistband of his briefs down & brought the head of her cock up to his hole, it gushed a second time filling his chute with her juices lubing him up to receive her massive invader, owing to his frequently taking Ryan's mum's cock up there, his hole was already big enough to push straight in, he stood up again as she held his hips & plowed into him with long slow strokes, his cock became even harder & pre-cum was running out like a tap through his micro skirt onto the floor, she brushed his nipples using a flicking motion with her thumbs through the nylon of his sheer white blouse & his see through bra whilst cupping his breasts with the rest of her fingers making his breasts protrude out obscenely accentuating his large nipples & pointed breast buds feeling the wetness owing to his breast milk leakages. Sensations & lust coursed through his body as he built up to a shattering orgasm blasting out a huge load of spunk in a series of powerful squirts added to by the sensations of the powerful contractions in his rear pussy hole & breast milk squirting through his bra & blouse.

She suddenly became aware that Kelly was definitely the best teen she fucked, those powerful contractions inside his hole working on her cock triggered her off, cum gushed out of her clitoris, several huge gushes of watery liquid gushed out of her vagina under her balls down her legs onto the floor & huge blasts of hot spunk from her cock rapidly filled his chute & leaked back out past her cock & her breast milk squirted out through her see through bra soaking her blouse whereas Kelly squirted a lesser amount from his breasts.

They had the most rampant raunchy sex on the train leaving a hell of a mess with the entire carriage reeking of sex, yet everyone else just gazed silently at them like dummies in a shop window, she quietly slipped her card into his handbag just before the train pulled up at the station, Ryan walked swiftly despite the limitations of his high heeled boots carrying his backpack out through the main entrance in sight of 2 police cars, stood on the rear footrests of Miranda's mountain bike & fortunately for him, Ryan's leg muscles were powerful owing to his sports that he quickly rode the bike hell for leather until he came to the river frontage & the welcoming sight of the Countess of Clewer which soon got under way.

Dorian arrived with his boy after the countess departed for Reading & was ferried to the island by London pride. We don't normally talk shop on the island although one issue which did bother him considerably was the issue of vintage pre 1975 Suzuki keys especially as both the T20 super six & the T500 in the workshop did not have any keys & the local locksmith didn't have the codes either and having the Countess away from the island for 2 hours became a hindrance as regards emails, John suggested sending his son Matt in Australia an email asking him to check his note book in his roll cab, I said to John.

"I seem to remember back in the day that Suzuki dealers usually kept those keys on a board & whenever someone wanted one, they just simply took the identically numbered key to a local key cutter, this did sound like a rather haphazard way of doing things although on reflection our old system with the key tin containing Honda keys was more outlandish which led onto our eventually cracking their code system."

John said. "You do have a point, fortunately Suzuki's, like Hondas had only 3 cuts to each key & their system was a lot simpler with only 3 different cuts whereas Honda's had 4, Suzuki's only used 4 different blanks for the whole 4 figure series whereas Honda's used a few more than that, I'm sure it's in my book back home although it's been years since I looked in there."

Dorian looked at John thoughtfully saying. "So what you're telling us is that you did crack their key cutting codes."

"That's about the size of it, it came down to measuring the depth of their cuts with their spacing using a vernier & logging them down & I got the part numbers for the blanks from the Suzuki parts lists & our local locksmith gave us the blank numbers, once we had that sussed, it was a simple matter to chart them in my book together with those key blank numbers, as soon as Rick's boat gets back, I'll get onto sending Matt an email," that's when young Steve butted in asking.

"Surely you can just send him a text to his phone, after all, he should get it a lot sooner," John tousled the boy's hair saying. "Well thought of young man," John took his phone out, wrote out his message, pressed send & then said. "It's a lovely evening for a swim."

Within minutes, everyone was frolicking at the swimming hole tree, first to step on was young Steve, Dorian's 15 year old son, his lithe young body looked gorgeous whilst he stood on the end of the tree trunk wearing his red pair of Truwest swim briefs, he looked back at his father & executed an almost perfect dive into the backwater followed by Matt, Kelly & Ryan, both Arne & Jordan leapt off performing double somersaults & I became satisfied that Kelly was indeed confident in the water, their lengthy flowing hair gave them, especially Ryan the appearance of mermaids, meanwhile Donald had the unenviable task of washing Kelly's cum stained clothes by hand in the Puffing Billy's dustbin, but at a price, he wanted to be he first one to sink his cock inside Kelly's rear pussy which began to stir inside his pants as he looked at his form in the water after hanging up his clothes to dry & a few moments later, true to his word, he was on board London Pride giving Kelly's boy pussy hole a good pounding.

He started taking more photos of everyone either in the water, laid out on the grass or standing on the tree trunk, then proceeded to take photos of each person executing their dives, once again the island had become a place of joy, of youthful playing & banter, even us oldies joined in the fun & swimming in the backwater certainly brought a nice healthy colour to both Donald & Sam whilst Vicky, Miranda, Jane, Linda & Justine all looked stunning in their white see through bikinis which became totally transparent.

With the coming of the night the whole island had become a mass orgy of sex interspersed by smoking joints, Kelly reached into his handbag to get at his weed when a card dropped onto the ground, Steve spotted it, picked it up & passed it to him just before Justine started to fuck the youngster, her cock was so huge, even with lots of lube mixed with her pre-cum soaked head, it took her a long time to finally plant her cock into the teen pussy hole of the loudly moaning youth, once inside him despite the tight fit she plowed into him with long sensual slow strokes, his tight pussy hole certainly went to work on her cock with powerful contractions every time her love juices gushed into him making her gasp & moan, like father, like son, Steve was also packing a large man sized 9 inch red bull can sized cock for a 15 year old with large balls, his package certainly made a formidable bulge in his school uniform trousers at school fuelling lustful thoughts amongst the girls as well as some of the boys, hardly a day went by without him being felt up & by the day's end, the least he would return home with his wet underwear & trousers owing to his pre-cum leakages during class.

The silky nylon Truwest swim briefs somehow gave the illusion of reducing his bulge & certainly gave his package more support, the down side was his cock sensually slid inside his trunks whilst walking adding to his lovely sensations as his cock became rock hard with his foreskin retracting by itself & spewing loads of spunk inside his trunks, by now everyone became used to the sight of the frequent wetness on his school uniform trousers & by the last period of his school day, he would reach down inside his trousers to adjust his cock, pull back the foreskin & sit with arms folded massaging his nipples through his see through white silky nylon short sleeve school shirt scissoring his legs making the silky nylon material of his trunks sensually massage the head of his rock hard cock building up to a shattering orgasm in class & flooding his trunks with another huge load of spunk shortly followed by the smell of his spunk wafting around him.

Justine certainly was on cloud nine fucking young Steve during which she experienced several orgasms with cum erupting from her clitoris, gushing vaginal fluids & squirting breast milk relieving the pressure building up inside her breasts until she blasted an enormous load of spunk into Steve's rear pussy hole which saw him blasting out his spunk onto the tree trunk to finally dribble onto the grass.

Ryan plowed his monstrously huge cock into Jane's vagina stopping to suckle on her breasts & greedily drinking her breast milk enjoying its sweet taste having been raised on it since he was born, he shot his huge load very quickly inside her with his cock remaining rock hard & changed round to plow into her rear pussy hole, when she orgasmed, cum flooded out of her clitoris, huge torrents of vaginal fluids cascaded down her legs & breast milk flooded out through her bikini top as she screamed in ecstacy followed by young Jimmy plowing into her.

Kelly was having the time of his life with Miranda having her cock pounded hard into his teen pussy hole squealing & uttering shit loads of dirty expletives which only served to fuel Miranda's rampant lust & having a tremendously intense orgasm as cum flooded out of her clitoris, several gushes of vaginal fluids gushed out of her & down both their legs, breast milk spraying onto Kelly's back, he screamed as her hot load gushed inside him only to swap & plow his cock inside her vagina giving her another orgasm as he flooded her with spunk followed by Sven sinking his huge cock into his teen pussy hole for a repeat performance.

Linda plowed into Vicky using a strap on dildo having wired her up to a device which gives mild electric shocks to her nipples; this was Vicky's first time with her new toy which she certainly found electrifying wishing it was Ollie plowing into her instead. Unbeknown to her, he was also having a whale of a time with a cadet sergeant, a sixth former from his school plowing his fuck stick into his vagina at Jurby camp on the Isle of Man. That box certainly took Vicky's orgasm to new heights as all her fluids cascaded simultaneously out of her, they swapped over & Linda was about to receive as good as she got followed by Johann sinking his monstrously huge cock in Vicky's rear pussy hole & pounding away taking her through 2 orgasms with cum flooding out of her clitoris & her vaginal fluids squirting out plastering her legs when Johann fired volleys of spunk inside her making her scream.

Dorian certainly gave Rob a good time with his monstrously huge cock which had to be the biggest one out of the whole group present on the island & having filled his vagina with spunk, he was about to take his cock up his rear pussy hole, Vivian lay on Rick's bed on board the countess being straddled by young Justin who in turn straddled both myself & John feeding each one in turn with his delicious breast nectar before plowing his cock into John's rear pussy hole giving him a huge fill up of cum with John uttering shit loads of expletives in his Australian drawl.

Young Matt, Steve & James were straddling Rick, Sam & Donald in turn on board London Pride ending with them having huge loads of cum inside them & Matt's breasts having recharged sufficiently to give Donald a couple of mouthfuls of breast nectar before the youngsters plowed their cocks inside their vintage rear pussy holes, Damian's Mum straddled her son, Jordan, Pat & Wayne in turn ending up with the largest amount of spunk inside her & her breasts totally spent of their precious milk, this night had been the mother of all orgies followed by a lovely whole group skinny dipping session in the backwater with the younger ones performing their high jinx off the swimming hole tree.

Linda loved taking late night walks in the nude & we thought no more of it when she let us know that she was taking a walk along the riverbank to the college boathouse, her form looked an artists dream with her skin shining in the moonlight, some of us watched her walking in a highly contented frame of mind all alone at this magical place, she was the first one in the group to walk totally naked on the mainland which could well inspire others to follow suit, we saw no harm in it, after all Justin had previously walked all the way from the college wearing only speedos until we heard an ear spitting scream which cut through the night air like daggers, Ryan & Jimmy both exited the water & ran to investigate despite being totally naked themselves & running barefoot on the towpath, the pair were indeed very fast runners & quickly caught up with her, they found her in a highly distressed state screaming & crying, they escorted her back to the island sobbing all the way to swim back across the backwater & sit beside the fire whilst Justin quickly rustled up their hot soup, after having taken a few mouthfuls from her mug, she finally composed herself & said. "It's him, that bastard is here."

To be continued