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When I was five, my Dad built me a treehouse, although it was more like a concealed platform in the branches, in the tree at the end of the garden. When I was 5, little did I know that a decade later, I would be using it as a hide away for my sexual fantasies and playing with my cock. I made sure that no one couls see me: the branches covered all angles, from house, to road, to the neighbours. I could see out, but they could not see in, which made it even more exciting!

However, one day, I was happily in my treehouse, wanking off over a fantasy of one of my hot friends. Pumping my hard cock, I was suddenly aware of someone outside the tree. I froze. Looking around, I saw a flash of flourescent yellow. I stuck my head out of the branches and saw the paper boy running round the corner of the drive and onto the road. I shrugged, feeling slightly self conscious. My cock was no longer hard and it hung over my jeans which were around my thighs. I squeezed out my precum and pulled my trousers back up before leaving the treehouse and back up to the house.

A few days later, I was back pulling my foreskin over my head and pushing it bakc up, panting with the pleasure. Suddenly, a head poked through the branches, making me jump back against the wooden railing.
"What the fuck!!!" I shouted.

The boy didn't say a word. I knew him from high school, he was in my year, but I had never spoken to him. He had blonde, scruffy hair, blue eyes and fair skin. His angular jaws were clenched together as he reached up and climbed up into the tree house.

I didn't know what to say, my cock hung lose from my waist as i backed away from the advancing figure. He smiled; a dazzling gleam across his face.

"I've been watching you," he said, "I've been watching you up here, with your long, hard, juicy cock." I was backed against the wooden railing, my bare arse prickled by the splinters.

"You've got a nice place here, for you little secrets. Don't worry, I won't tell anybody; you're secret's safe with me. And guess what? I'm not going to stand and watch any longer. I want you. You want me. Give me that cock!" A twinkle passed over his eyes as he sunk to his knees and began to stroke me tingling cock which began to pulse up: thickening, elongating, up towards his gaping mouth.

I could not believe what was happening. I had dreamed about another guy, a hot guy, guzzling my penis - they were coming true. I closed my eyes and let the wonderful sensations wash over me. I groaned. he stopped.

I looked dow to see why the sucking had discontinued and saw the paper lad ripping off his shirt to reveal a pale yet chizzled chest and abdomen, hairless, his nipples perfectly formed. He reached forwards, over my dribbling cock and pulled my shirt from over my head. I did not stop him. My slim, slightly toned body was now naked next to his. I rushed forwards and kissed his full lips. Our hands smothered each other, mine running over his pecs and his nipples, reaching round to his muscly back. Our mouths disengaged and I began to kiss down his neck, to his chest, nipple, stomach and down down to his throbbing cock. Using my hand to guide it in, I began to lick the rim then started to suck, clenching hard on his long, smooth shaft, the head thusting down my throat. I felt his hand running though my dark hair, gripping it and guiding, pulling my head over his amazing dick.

I continued to suck as he moaned, groaned, gasped. All of a sudden, a burst of bright, burning liquid exploded into my mouth. The warm ooze trickled from my mouth. The lad laughed before reaching down and finishing the work on my cock with his hands. Spunking felt incredible, all over his toned body.

Rubbing it away, he pulled his shirt back over him and pulled, from his flourescent yellow bag the day's paper.

"Special delivery," he smiled and handed it to me, " And the name's Daniel, I'll be seeing you around". He hopped out of the treehouse and left me standing breathless, naked in the cool branches of the fir tree. I smiled.

I did see him around - around at my secret treehouse every week to enjoy more of his sublime body.

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