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You roll over and look up at him. "Just some ants. Are you going to mow the grass?"
You roll over and look up at him. "Just some ants. Are you going to mow the grass?"


"No Miss, I am going to prune some of the bushes at the end," he says and goes down to the far end of the garden, out of sight of the house. You can't help a grin at the bulge in his trousers and you guess it was because he was looking at you.  
"No Miss, I am going to prune some of the bushes at the end," he says and goes down to the far end of the garden, out of sight of the house. You can't help a grin at the bulge in his trousers and you guess it was because he was looking at you and you wonder what he's doing behind the shed.


An while later, you sit down on the bench in the shade behind the shed, light a cigarette and pour yourself some tea out of your flask and then add a little whisky.
Andrew flops down beside you and gives you a quick kiss.


“Did you like doing it with Susan?
“Did you like doing it with Susan,” you ask.
 
It's Janet's voice and you guess she must be talking to her brother. So he's been fucking that little slut, Susan has he, you think. Obviously the two kids have forgotten you're there.


“Yes… But I like it with you more,” Andrew says.
“Yes… But I like it with you more,” Andrew says.


Janet giggles. “You had to say that, didn’t you. What about what Jim did… When he put his cock in your bottom?”
You giggle. “You had to say that, didn’t you. What about what Jim did… When he put his cock in your bottom?”
 
“Yeah, well, the less said about that the better. I suppose that’s what queers do.” Andrew says.
 
Behind the shed, you smile. “So Jim’s still up to his old tricks is he.” Now you've got these snotty-nosed kids right where you want them. The question is, how far you dare go. When you walk round the shed, you see them sitting on the grass. Janet has still got her knees up and her brother has taken his shirt off.


“Hello, kids. So you've been to visit my cousin Jim have you? And, from what I just heard, you both enjoyed the experience."
“Yeah, well, the less said about that the better. I suppose that’s what queers do.” Andrew says. He sits up and takes his shirt off and you sit beside him, hugging your knees. Suddenly Mr Johnson appears - you had forgotten he was in the garden.


They both sit there, looking at you with their mouths open. “Are you going to tell Dad?" Andrew asks, eventually.
“Hello, kids. So you've been to visit my cousin Jim have you? And, from what I just heard, you both enjoyed the experience," he says.


“Well… That depends…" You pause as the children look at you expectantly. You need to be careful. If you scare them too much, they will run away, but from the sound of it there up for pretty much anything.
“Are you going to tell Dad?" Andrew asks.


“It depends on whether you can do something for me." You say the words slowly so there can be no misunderstanding.
“Well… That depends…"  


Janet finds her voice. “What do you mean?"
You don't like the way he's looking at you, and the bulge in his trousers is even more obvious.


Instead of replying, you unbuckle your belt and drop your trousers, exposing your semi-hard cock. The children gasp with shock as you start stroking it.
“It depends on whether you can do something for me." He says, slowly, like he is dictating.


“Come on then Missy. Let’s see if you can get it to stand up properly.” You stand in front of Janet and, when she just sits there looking , you take her hand and wrap her fingers around the shaft. Now it's pointing directly at her face and she stares, wide-eyed, as it swells to its full size.
You swallow. “What do you mean?"


Although your cock is not up to porn star standards, you have nothing to be embarrassed about and, clearly, Janet is quite impressed. You look across at her brother and he still standing there with his mouth open as he watches his kid sister.
Instead of replying, he unbuckles his belt and drop his trousers, exposing his semi-hard cock, starts stroking it and walks over to stand right in front of you.


“There’s a good girl," you say. "Now let’s see how much you can get in your mouth.” As if in a trance Janet opens her mouth as wide as she can and allows you to push the purple dome inside.
“Come on then Missy. Let’s see if you can get it to stand up properly,” he says. You sit, frozen, looking at his cock. ''"If he tells dad what we've been doing, we'll probably get sent off to boarding school or a convent or something,"'' you think. It's scary, but kind of exciting to see the gardener's big cock.


During the countless times you stood hidden in the bushes watching the children playing in the garden; masturbating and reveling in the occasional glimpse of white knickers stretched over an immature pussy, as the little girl sprawled on the grass unconscious of your gaze, and the sight of a not-so-little boycock whenever Andrew went round behind the shed for a piss, you have never really expected to go further and get away with it.
He takes hold of your hand and wraps your fingers around his shaft, which promptly swells up even more until it's pointing straight at your face.  


"If I get away with this, who knows what I can do in the future," you think as your balls begin to clench. You really want to see the little slut swallow your spunk, but resist the idea, pull your cock out of her mouth and shoot your cum on the grass. The children both stand, watching the jets of jizz shooting out of your pulsing cock. Janet has tears running down her face, and Andrew has a scowl on his face.
“Good girl," he says. "Now let’s see how much you can get in your mouth.” Andrew is just sitting there watching and you can't see any way out of it, so you open your mouth and let him push the head inside. It's over in a few moments and he pulls it out just in time to squirt his spunk onto the grass. You feel totally humiliated as you scramble to your feet.


"If you tell anyone what happened here, I will make sure your father knows what you get up to with good old "Uncle" Jim, you say.  
Mr Johnson says something about telling Dad if we tell anyone what he did, but you aren't listening. All you want to do is go upstairs and rinse your mouth out.




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Revision as of 08:55, 25 October 2021

The next day is sunny, so you go out into the garden to read. You pull your skirt up as high as you dare. You notice something moving in the grass. It's a bright blue beetle and you lay with your chin in your hands watching it climbing up a grass stalk.

"What are you looking at Miss Janet?" It's Mr Johnson and he makes you jump.

You roll over and look up at him. "Just some ants. Are you going to mow the grass?"

"No Miss, I am going to prune some of the bushes at the end," he says and goes down to the far end of the garden, out of sight of the house. You can't help a grin at the bulge in his trousers and you guess it was because he was looking at you and you wonder what he's doing behind the shed.

Andrew flops down beside you and gives you a quick kiss.

“Did you like doing it with Susan,” you ask.

“Yes… But I like it with you more,” Andrew says.

You giggle. “You had to say that, didn’t you. What about what Jim did… When he put his cock in your bottom?”

“Yeah, well, the less said about that the better. I suppose that’s what queers do.” Andrew says. He sits up and takes his shirt off and you sit beside him, hugging your knees. Suddenly Mr Johnson appears - you had forgotten he was in the garden.

“Hello, kids. So you've been to visit my cousin Jim have you? And, from what I just heard, you both enjoyed the experience," he says.

“Are you going to tell Dad?" Andrew asks.

“Well… That depends…"

You don't like the way he's looking at you, and the bulge in his trousers is even more obvious.

“It depends on whether you can do something for me." He says, slowly, like he is dictating.

You swallow. “What do you mean?"

Instead of replying, he unbuckles his belt and drop his trousers, exposing his semi-hard cock, starts stroking it and walks over to stand right in front of you.

“Come on then Missy. Let’s see if you can get it to stand up properly,” he says. You sit, frozen, looking at his cock. "If he tells dad what we've been doing, we'll probably get sent off to boarding school or a convent or something," you think. It's scary, but kind of exciting to see the gardener's big cock.

He takes hold of your hand and wraps your fingers around his shaft, which promptly swells up even more until it's pointing straight at your face.

“Good girl," he says. "Now let’s see how much you can get in your mouth.” Andrew is just sitting there watching and you can't see any way out of it, so you open your mouth and let him push the head inside. It's over in a few moments and he pulls it out just in time to squirt his spunk onto the grass. You feel totally humiliated as you scramble to your feet.

Mr Johnson says something about telling Dad if we tell anyone what he did, but you aren't listening. All you want to do is go upstairs and rinse your mouth out.