The Dog Walker and the Old Man

I was in the second year of my apprenticeship. I had a good job but it paid pennies. My dad paid for my bus pass but I still needed extra money to go out at weekends. It was my nan that suggested walking a neighbours dog.

The man was retired and had a foot injury so could no longer walk the dog. I went around to see him and he introduced me to Pip a lovely black Labrador. I got on well with Mr Collins and Pip so it was agreed I would walk the dog. Mr Collins offered to pay me £1 each time I walked the dog. This was a lot of money back in those days. It meant that by Friday each week I would have about 6 quid extra to spend.

Mr Collins seemed a friendly man with soft brown eyes and grey hair. He was a big man with huge nipples that poked out of his white shirt. His trousers were high waisted, pulled up above his belly button. I could clearly see he had a big fat cock.

Although I had a girlfriend I was curious about men, especially older men. Girls were nice but there was something that excited me about a man. I found myself checking out men all the time. I would smile at them when they walked passed me. It wasn't a forced smile I just couldn't help myself.

Pip turned out to be quite a handful but I enjoyed walking her. It was during my second week of walking Pip that Mr Collins asked me in for a cuppa. He made a pot of tea and offered me a selection of cakes, I had the chocolate one. He told me about himself, how he worked for the district council and the different business men he would meet. I told him about my job and my various hobbies.

It was then that Crackerjack started on the television. He tapped the cushion next to him and invited me to sit next to him so I could see the TV better. I didn't want to appear rude so I moved over and sat next to him on the sofa. I told him I was a bit old for Crackerjack, although I did enjoy it when I was younger. He asked how old I was and I told him 18 nearly 19. He seemed surprised and told me I looked a lot younger. I smiled and told him I often had to show my provisional driving licence in pubs to get served. He gave my thigh a very firm squeeze and told me not to complain about looking younger.

The following week was pretty uneventful until something happened that was going to change my entire life.

I took Pip back after a long walk. Mr Collins opened the door in his dressing gown and invited me in. I hesitated but he said not to mind him and to come in. I took Pip into the back room to dry her off. It had been raining and she was wet. I gave her some food and went into the lounge.

To my absolute surprise Mr Collins opened his dressing gown revealing that he was stark bollock naked. I was a little taken aback but instantly aroused with what I saw. At first I thought Mr Collins had pink ribbons tied to his nipples but then I realised they were clothes pegs.

He was completely smooth from tip to toe his fat cock quite erect. The site of his big belly and huge man tits gave me an instant hard-on. I was aroused but nervous and a little scared too.

Mr Collins asked if I liked what I saw, I did, but didn't really know how to articulate my thoughts. I was flustered and he could see that. When he asked if I wanted to leave I said yes. He asked if I would be coming back I told him I wasn't sure.

I walked home a little confused, I liked girls but the site of Mr Collins really turned me on. I couldn't understand it, my girlfriend was pretty but she never excited me like Mr Collins had just done.

That night I didn't sleep well. I was confused and not sure what I wanted but after work I went around to walk Pip.

I think Mr Collins was surprised to see me especially as it was chucking it down with rain.

I got back form walking Pip absolutely soaked. Mr Collins asked me if I wanted to come in or go to my nans to dry off. My nans was only a couple of doors away but my curiously got the better of me and I went inside.

Mr Collins put on the gas fire and suggested I take off my wet clothes. I started undoing my buttons but my hands were so cold I couldn't do it. Mr Collins stood up brushed my hands away and began undoing my shirt buttons.

Fuck I was letting an old man undress me. I couldn't believe it, but it was fucking horny.

Mr Collins ran his hands over my smooth chest, he brushed my nipples which sent shudders down to my cock. He took my shirt and placed it over an airer near the fire. Then he very firmly undid my belt and pulled it through the loops before reaching for my button. He undid my button and zip and dragged my jeans down to my ankles. I swallowed hard and stepped out of my jeans, conscious of my erect cock poking out of my briefs.

Mr Collins looked at me and asked if I wanted to take my pants off. I nodded and stuck my thumbs down the waistband. I pealed off my briefs like a girl teasing her man.

I stood there naked, my cock hard against my belly. I was trembling my legs shaking my knees like jelly. I was both cold and very excited.

Mr Collins tapped his lap and invited me to sit on him. I couldn't resist and sat on his lap totally naked.

I felt so deliciously vulnerable with him fully clothed and me naked. Mr Collins put his arm around me and held me like a baby. He undid the buttons of his white shirt revealing his breasts and pert nipples. He told me to nurse on him like a baby and without question I began sucking on his plump pink nipples.

He slid his hand down the small of my back and cupped my bottom as I fed on his nipples. He ran a finger down my ass crack. I manoeuvred around so he was better able to access my virgin bottom. My hole was a little moist from the walk and the rain and slowly he worked his finger inside me. I was whimpering like a puppy. With his other hand he began working on my nipple pinching it so hard it made me wince.

My whole body started to tremble, Mr Collins hadn't even touched my cock but I knew I was about to explode. I think he sensed that I was close. I wriggled on his finger trying to get it deeper up my ass. He must of grazed my prostate as suddenly cum just flooded out of my erect cock. It felt like I was pissing so much was spurting out.

I stopped sucking his nipples and just hung onto him. Mr Collins kissed my forehead and told me I was a good boy. I looked down and could see beads of thick cum all over Mr Collins trousers. I apologised but he told me not to worry, he thought it was lovely.

My excitement died down very quickly and I began to feel a bit guilty. I told Mr Collins that I needed to go. He told me he understood and helped me put on my damp clothes. He showed me to the door and asked me if I was coming back. To be honest I wasn't sure and ran all the way home more than a little confused.

At first I didn't think I would ever go back but slowly the urges came back and by the morning I was up for some more fun with my friendly old man.

To be continued