Part 1

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Dear Friend

I lay there with his cum lying on my stomach, I was hesitant about removing it so I waited for his command. "Better go wash up harry" I looked up to see him pulling up his jeans. I got up and walked across the hotel room into the bathroom. I ran the tap and started to wipe away the cum from my stomach. I was admiring the way the sink was carved into the marble top when I saw him in the mirror standing in the door looking at me he was now fully clothed in his suit, I looked at his hair some parts were brown others grey and his hair line was receding further and further backwards.

He moved away from the door way and started to walk towards me and my naked body. I stood like stone as he stood behind me and placed his hands around me onto my stomach pulling me into his body. His fingers followed a drop of water down my body stopping and the top of my pube line. He spoke into my ear but has voice was muffled and I couldn't make out what he said. He's right hand went down and wrapped around my penis and slow stared to move back and forth. He started to move his hand faster. I shut my eyes tight and opened my mouth nothing but a quiet moan came out. "Cum for me harry. Cum for me" he harshly spat in my ear. I clenched my fists and my whole body tightened and then it was all over. I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror, he was looking down at his hand smiling. "Ah harry" he said lifting his right hand up and placing it on my chest letting my cum run down my body. He moved pasted me washing his hands in the sink and then walking out the room. I watched him in the mirror as he picked up his briefcase from the foot of the bed and the disappeared from site. I heard the door close and that's when I knew he was gone and I was on my own.

I first met Dave when I was 14, He worked in the same department as my dad. He came to my house for dinner and to talk about promotions with my dad. From then on Dave became a regular guessed in our house as him and my dad grow closer and became friends. When he found out that I was into art and photography he brought me his old Polaroid camera, a sketch pad and some fancy art pencils for my 15 birthday. I spent most of that day in my room drawing with my new equipment. It was five weeks after my birthday when my mum and dad went out for their anniversary and my mum had asked Dave to watch me for the night. Everything was going good we watched films and order pizza. It was when Dave shut the blinds and sat closer to me on the sofa placing his hand on the top of my leg and gently stroking it up and down. He moved his hand futher up and started to take off my jeans. He striped me down to my boxers and then placed his hand on my bulge and whispered "I think it's time you thanked me for your birthday presents harry. don't you" he slid his hand down into my underwear and played around with my penis. I don't remember much of the rest of that night, I try to block out most of mine and Dave's time alone together. He always starts of by striping me and ends by say "this stays between me and you. It's our secret okay boy!". After that night Dave never touched me like that in my house and he never took me to his because 'he's wife would kill him' he would say. He would pick me up from school sometimes and drive to a run down car park and play with me in the back of the car or he would stop near the house and take me to a hotel in town and do it there.

I walked out of the shower and across the floor back to the side of the bed where my cloths lay on the ground. I got dressed and ready to leave the hotel room, I picked up the bus change that Dave would always leave on the side for me to get home and I left the room wishing to never returned. I walked out the big front doors on to the streets of Cheshire and I started to walk home. It sun was hot on my back as I walked pasted the local park where the popular boys at school where running after a ball. I stoped off at the shop at the end of my street and I got some sweets before I continue my walk home.

I got in to find an empty house. I walked through to the kitchen where a note sat on the fridge door that read *out for lunch be home about 2 xx mum* I looked up at the clock and read 1:36pm . I walked back through to the living room opened up my sweets and watched TV. I woke up with a jump when my mum and dad came through the door. "Oh harry did we wake you" my mum joked I just smiled at her. "Your father has big news for you." I looked up at my dad and be looked down at me. "Ah yes. Okay harry you might not like this but we are moving house" those words were music to my ears. "Really!" I sat sitting up on the sofa. "Yes. We are moving down to Doncaster. I have been offered a better job down there and I spoke go your mum about and we decided it would be the best thing to do. We have already beeing down to see the house and the area we are moving to and I'm sure you'll love it".

xxx

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