Chapter 8: Grandads Bits and Pieces

Anette took hold of his T shirt and pulled it off, then they moved together, bare breasts and bare chest touching and sending lovely shockwaves through them both. As they enjoyed the closest contact they had had so far, Austins thingy never stopped throbbing.

‘Last bit now.’ Anette told him. He knelt down in front of her and took hold of the waist of her shorts. Looking up at her, he looked excited but uncertain. ‘Go ahead, as long as you want to.’ she told him. He slid her shorts down to her ankles and studied her hairs without touching them.

He remembered to count ten to himself, then he pulled them up again. As they neared her waist Anette took over and finished pulling them up. Then as Austin stood up, she knelt down in front of him. ‘Can you cope with this?’ she asked smiling at him. He just nodded as he looked nervous but excited.

Taking hold of the waist of his shorts, she started to pull them down. But his rampant thingy stopped her. They had agreed not to touch on this occasion, so she moved both thumbs onto his thingy over his shorts. Pressing it back against him with her thumbs she managed to pull them down.

As soon as it was uncovered, his thingy danced and waved in front of her face. She studied it and watched it happily. She could see his balls hanging down in his sac too. ‘It’s about the same size as Lewis’s.’ she thought to herself happily.

As she stared at it longing to reach out and take hold of it, she wondered how he had come to call it his ‘thingy’ but decided it made it special having a different name. She finished counting ten in her head, so she pulled his shorts back up to just below his thingy.

Then she shood up and pulled them fully up. That had given her a few more seconds to look at it. They had another hug and kiss then got dressed. ‘How do you feel about us having seen each other naked?’ she asked.

‘Thrilled to bits, excited, and very happy.’ he told her. ‘Not embarrassed?’ she asked. ‘No, not a bit.’ he told her looking very pleased about it. After some breakfast they went out to Southport for the day. They walked along the pier hand in hand.

Southport’s pier is the second longest pier in Britain at three thousand six hundred feet long. It even has its own railway on it to take you to the end. After a wander round looking out to sea from the very end, and looking back at Southport, they took the pier railway for the return journey.

After lunch in a café, they walked around the big model village before walking up Lord Street, Southport’s main street which is full of shops. Then it was time to get the bus home. They had a coffee and did a lot of kissing and caressing.

Now there was nowhere they couldn’t touch it was so much more exciting and lovely. After arranging to meet in the shopping centre again the following Saturday, Austin set off back to the hostel. He felt like he was floating along after his experiences that weekend.

He had loved his experiences with Geoff whilst working away with him, but with Anette everything was so different and seemed so special. He started dreaming about the following Saturday.

DANNY - SUNDAY

Mid-afternoon Danny got a text message.

‘Hi Danny,

I’m Stephen, you texted me a while ago about Mr Clarkson. I’ve finally plucked up courage to contact you for help.

Thanks.’

He sent a return message.

‘Hi Stephen,

Don’t worry, it is always difficult taking the first step, but you have taken it now, so everything should get easier from now on. I’d be happy to help. I could see you on Tuesday evening after school or Saturday morning at nine o’clock. Let me know if either of those suit you.

Best wishes,

Danny.’

He got a message back an hour later asking if he could do Tuesday. Danny told him, ‘Yes, Tuesday is fine, shall we say four thirty. I’m using Mr Clarkson’s empty house for my counselling until it’s sold.’ he told him. ‘If you think going there again might be too distressing for you, let me know and I’ll try and find an alternative over the next few weeks.’

Another hour later Stephen texted, ‘I’ll be scared coming there, but then I’d be scared coming to be counselled anywhere, I’ve never done it before. But I’m sure I’ll be ok, I’ll try anything.’ ‘Well done,’ Danny told him, ‘Just think of it as coming for a private chat with an old friend that you haven’t yet met.’ he added a smiley face.

‘Thank you, see you Tuesday.’ came the reply, also with a smiley face.

DANNY - SAFE HOUSE - TUESDAY

Danny arrived just after four and set everything up ready for two coffees. Then he went right through the house to make sure nothing had changed since his last visit. He was just coming downstairs when there was a brief ping on the doorbell.

Opening the door, he found a young lad who looked about twelve. He was about five foot six inches in height and looked medium weight. He looked terrified. Danny gave him a smile, shook his hand and invited him in.

Stephen struggled to make the first step into the house, but once inside seemed to relax a bit. ‘In a moment, we’ll go into the kitchen and have a coffee,’ Danny told him. ‘But when we start properly, I need to get you completely relaxed. So, I don’t want you worrying that Mr Clarkson or anyone else might be hovering about.’

‘I have just checked all over the house, so I know we are the only two people here. Also, the door locks have all been changed since he ran away. But if you want to search the house yourself, you’re welcome to do so. And if the idea frightens you, I’ll come round with you if you wish.’

Stephen, having been terrified ever since he had arranged to come here today, found himself already feeling at ease with Danny. ‘Thank you,’ he said, ‘I appreciate the offer, but I’m happy that you have done it.’ ‘Thanks for trusting me,’ Danny told him, ‘That’s a good sign that we will get along well. Come on through.’

He led the way into the kitchen and made them each a coffee. As they drank, Danny explained about going into the lounge and what would happen next. ‘I know what happened to you was in the lounge,’ Danny told him, ‘Are you sure you’ll be ok in there.’

‘No, I’m not sure,’ Stephen said, ‘But I think I’ll probably be ok being there with you instead of him.’ ‘Can I just confirm your age?’ Danny asked him. ‘I’m fourteen and a half,’ Stephen told him. ‘I know I only look about twelve.’ he added with a grin.

‘I guess you’ve got used to having to say that.’ Danny said smiling. They went through to the lounge where Stephen went straight to the settee and sat down. He looked around the room a bit nervously. Then giving a sigh, he took his shoes off and lay down.

‘Are you ok if I sit here?’ Danny asked pointing at the edge of the settee. Stephen nodded agreement and Danny sat down. He explained what he wanted to do and how he intended doing it. Then told him about saying ‘Pass’ and ‘Stop’ and leaving anytime he wished.

‘I’ve never had a massage,’ Stephen told him, ‘But nothing could be as bad as last time I was here.’ ‘Turn over when you feel ready,’ Danny instructed. Still looking a bit nervous, he turned over. Danny rested his hands on the back of his head and felt him tense up.

But moments later as he enjoyed the gentle massage, he relaxed a little. He lay there thinking to himself, ‘This is nothing like I expected.’ Then he remembered that he had to speak. ‘Go.’ He said clearly. Danny massaged down onto his shoulders.

‘I know your age, your name and a lot about what happened to you.’ he told him, ‘But I know nothing about you, the person. Tell me what sort of house you live in and who lives there with you.’ As Danny moved down his back he said, ‘I live in a three bedroomed bungalow with my mum, my dad and my grandad.’

‘Grandad is eighty-six and is very infirm now. Mum looks after him. I often help her with him.’ Mum and dad have one bedroom, I have one and Grandad the other. I’m an only child.’ he added. As Danny moved up onto his cheeks over his trousers, he went rigid.

‘Don’t forget to say stop, if it gets too much for you.’ he told him. As he moved onto the back of his thighs, Stephen let out a long breath of relief, then said, ‘It’s ok, it’s not you, it’s just being touched in the area where all the pain was.’

‘I understand perfectly,’ Danny told him, ‘Just don’t force yourself too much, we have all the time in the world.’ As he moved down the back of his legs Danny asked, ‘How do you get on with your family?’ ‘Fine,’ Stephen told him. ‘Grandad came to live with us when I was eight.’