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Barbara's Cabin Boy

By: Traviswood



Barbara brought the young boy back to her cabin. She had not seen a man naked since her divorce five years ago. She had seen the boy earlier that morning skipping stones on the lake. Over breakfast she heard a splash, the boy had fallen in. 

By the time she had reached him, he had already managed to clamber out but his clothes were stuck to him. He wore a t-shirt that clung to his slight body. His erect nipples stuck out through the drenched shirt. 

'You better come with me and get warmed up,' said Barbara. The shivering boy said nothing but followed the concerned stranger. 

'Take those wet clothes off before we get inside,' Barbara said as they approached her cabin. The boy obliged. The t-shirt came off first, exposing a pale torso completely hairless was the boy apart from the minor sprouting of hair under his arms. Next off came the boys trousers, he was barefoot which meant that his socks and shoes were still down by the lake. The boy did not take off his underwear much to Barbara's annoyance; she didn't want wet clothes dripping in her cabin, instead the boy looked at her expectantly. She didn't want to force the poor boy to take them off so motioned him in. 

When inside Barbara could see the boy properly, she admired his youthful body. She caught herself glancing at the boys bottom reminding herself that she was a woman approaching her sixties and lusting after men was silly. 

'What you doing so early in the morning down by the lake?' She said sternly.

'I've been travelling and the lake was a nice place to stop.' Bashfully he answered.

'Travelling? How old are you anyway going travelling on your own?' She asked concerned.

'18 miss.' His reply surprising Barbara.

Her eyes slipped again to his crotch, the material clinging to his genitals. 'Come on now can you take those pants off so we can get you properly dried off.'

The boy's face reddened. With reluctance he slipped off his underpants. They slid down his legs stuck to each thigh. Barbara took stock of the naked boy who cupped his genitals. The boy had a light ring of public hair that stuck out from under his hands. Barbara still in her night gown grabbed a town as she moved closer to the boy. She ruffled his hair and dabbed his face. His skin felt like the smoothest thing she had ever touched. She dried his slender arms still gripped tightly round his crotch. She grabbed his wrist of which her hands wrapped around comfortably and dried the rest of his arm. The boy instantly readjusted to cover himself with his remaining hand. She did the same for the other arm. Next she moved on to his body before moving down to his legs moving upwards from the feet. Barbara moved her hands right up the boys thigh to his groin. Barbara felt the boy twitch as she massaged his thighs. 

'Turn around,' said Barbara. He did and Barbara bean to dry his bottom. She needed his pert cheeks between her wrinkled hands and dug the towel between each. She then moved underneath drying his groin, their hands met between his legs, his still grasping his genitals, hers fat and blotched with age. She placed one hand over his and plucked it away from where it grasped, she did the same for the other having to use a bit of force. 

Now the boy was completely exposed, Barbara turned him around and looked at his penis. It was small and uncircumcised. His foreskin fully covered his glands and had a bit of extra skin dangled from the end. His testicles had gone close to his body from the cold which made his penis stick out. 

'Don't worry I've seen it all before,' Barbara said as she moved to dry him. She remembered her brothers in their teens used to swim naked on family holidays, their penises would always shrink in the cold but never so small. 

She clasped his delicate genitals with the towel and began drying them. When Barbara dried his testicles the boys penis shook from side to side. The movement and warmth from Barbara's hands made his penis return to its normal flaccid size. He was still on the smaller side thought Barbara but she reckoned it was in keeping with the rest of him. 

'Now you make yourself comfortable while I hang these wet clothes of yours outside.' Barbara said to the boy. 

When she returned five minutes later, Barbara found the boy asleep on the sofa-bed with the damp towel wrapped around himself. 

'He's gonna get my bed all damp the stupid boy' Barbara thought, so she removed the towel and covered him up with the light duvet. 'he's beautiful' Barbara thought as she left to finish her breakfast. 

After finishing breakfast she checked on the boy before going down to the lake to wash. He still lay in the same position but his penis was erect. 

'You must be having a good dream,' Barbara whispered quietly. 

She walked down to the lake to where the boy had been; there she found his socks and shoes as well as a watch and some keys. Barbara slipped off her night gown and let it fall to the ground. She sat on the side of the bank with the grass on her bare bottom. She looked down at her thick thighs thinking of the boys thighs which were about a third the size of hers. The large woman stood up again, her thighs and bottom rippled and her pendulum breasts swung. Looking down revealed two large sagging breasts and a large belly large enough to block sight to her feet. She strolled into the cool morning water and started to wash herself. She washed over her chubby arms which flapped around as she scrubbed. Barbara thought to herself how ugly and fat she looked. 

'No man would want to sleep with this.' She thought. And the thought of the men she had slept with in her youth, she wondered what they were doing now. Some of them might be dead she thought when she remembered some that were twenty years her senior when she messed around in her twenties. She had always gone for older men, she felt that was the way it was supposed to be. She never imagined a younger man could be as handsome as the boy sleeping in her cabin. She thought of his naked body and his delicate uncircumcised penis. Barbara hadn't liked the thought of an uncircumcised penis but this boys beautiful prepuce was beginning to sway her preference.

Barbara scrubbed herself and felt the stubble on her legs. She rarely shaved anymore only when she went into the local town on a warm day or when she had company which was hardly ever. She glanced at her armpits which were also slightly stubbly. If there was ever a time to make an effort it was probably now; the first male company in months. 

After she was washed and shaved she returned to the cabin with the boys shoes and accessories and the wet towel that they now had both used under her arm. She walked in and headed for her bedroom where the boy lay. He had shifted his position slightly but his penis was still erect, although now it looked fully engorged and a drop of precum had seeped through the light sheets. Barbara went over to her cupboard and dressed. She wore a pair of tight shorts and her best low cut top, she didn't have a bra to go with the top so she went without.

Then she looked at the boy again from the foot of the bed, legs stretched out and penis as hard as a rock. Barbara sat on the edge of the bed staring the tented material at his crotch. She told herself she wasn't lusting after him but was just inquisitive. She peeled back the covers exposing the boys lower half. The boys penis twitched regularly like clockwork as the blood pulsated through it. Barbara guessed he was about five inches. 

She rummaged around quietly in her draw for a second before bringing out a measuring tape. She unravelled only what she thought she might need of about 13 cm. She delicately placed the tape along his shaft and measured all of his 11 cm penis.

Barbara's Cabin Boy Ch. 02



A continuation of my first story. The first chapter was an introduction to see if this story had legs. Hope you enjoy and please give me feedback. All characters are over 18.

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Having intrusively measured up the poor boy Barbara immediately felt as though she should abscond and leave him to sleep. She felt extremely ashamed with herself for allowing intrigue to override her normal decency, yet still her gaze was focused on the boys penis. She watched closely as a teardrop of precum pushed out from underneath the boys prepuce and ran down his little shaft. He let out a small whimpering moan, making Barbara recoil back a little as the precum flowed down to the base of his penis. Waiting until he was still again, Barbara leant back forward; hands hovering over his body, desperate to touch him again. Slowly she dipped a finger into the pool of precum that had gathered at the base of his penis. Holding it back up to her face, Barbara licked the glistening fluid off her finger. The old woman felt a little flutter in her stomach as she relished the salty taste of the young man's precum. The boy started to stir again, turning his head and moaning a little more. Although desperate for more of his juices, Barbara was afraid he might wake up, slowly she moved away and scooted herself off the bed. Carefully she folded the sheet back over him, leaving him to rest a little longer. 

Feeling a little flustered, Barbara sat herself down on her little couch outside the bedroom. Although a she felt a little guilty, oddly she also felt a feeling of accomplishment, as though proud of having reacquainted herself with a man's flesh after so long. And try as she might to get the naked young gentleman out of her head, Barbara continued to peek on him several times in the following hour and listened carefully for when he woke up. At around midday Barbara could hear stirring from the behind the curtain and the rusting of sheets as the boy awoke. 

'Hello?' his weak voice cried from the bedroom. Barbara's heat leaped with excitement and began moving to the door as quick as her old body could carry her.

'Hello miss.' He said again as she appeared at the door.

'Good you're up.' Barbara said, bluffing her surprise.

'Are my clothes dry yet miss?' 

'No not dry yet' Barbara said. 'And stop calling me miss, it makes me sound so old. Call me Barbara.'

'Sorry mis... I mean Barbara.'

'So what's your name then?'

'It's Charlie.' The boy replied. 'Thanks for all your help Barbara but I really should leave now, I don't mind if my clothes are still a bit wet.'

'Nonsense you're not going anywhere, you haven't had anything to eat yet'. Barbara said blowing him off. Before he could protest further she had left to prepare him something to eat. 

'You relax and I'll feed you.' Barbara said as she returned minutes later with a bowl of soup and bread. She sat down on the bed close to the boy setting aside the tray for a second to pull themselves closer with his head pressed against her bust and her left arm wrapped around his back, tucked under his armpit. Placing the tray on his lap, Barbara began to bring spoonfuls of soup up to his mouth. With her left hand she could not help but to brush his downy underarm hair and lightly graze his nipple. 

'Thank you Barbara.' Charlie said after he had had his fill. Barbara hugged him closer, intentionally pressing her breasts into his side as she kissed him on the cheek. 

'You're a very handsome young man Charlie.' Barbara smiled at him.

'Err...thank you Barbara. You're a very attractive woman.' Charlie replied. 

'Nonsense, I'm an old hag' she protested. 'Maybe it's these that have you confused.' She laughed as she gave her massive boobs a squeeze. She noticed him blush a little, perhaps an indicator that she hadn't lost all of her sex appeal. 

'Do you have a girlfriend?' Barbara suddenly asked.

'No, I don't.' Charlie said shyly. 

'Well who were you thinking of whilst you were sleeping?' 

'Whu...what do you mean?' he blushed. 

'I mean you're penis was erect when you were sleeping.'

'Err I don't know, it just does that sometimes.' Just as he said that Barbara noticed a little jump in the sheets. She watched delighted as his penis began to bob up and down underneath the sheets as he became aroused again.

'Im sorry' Charlie said going even redder than before and tried to push his penis down. 

'Don't be, it's perfectly natural' Barbara said. She delicately removed his hands and peeled back the sheets. 

His penis stood almost perfectly bolt upright at ninety degrees from his body, it was also nearly perfectly straight. It was small in length but also very skinny. They both looked at his small thin penis together, one in embarrassment the other in fascination. It truly was the most beautiful thing Barbara had ever seen. She moved in for a closer look, his foreskin still fully covered the head of his penis which looked like an unopened flower. It was weird, his penis looked delicate and effortless but at the same time it looked strained and taught with lightning bolt like veins full of blood. 

'You have a beautiful penis Charlie' Barbara said.

'It's too small, all the guys at school have bigger ones.' He replied. 

'No no its fine, It looks about average to me.' She lied unconvincingly, unable to wipe a sympathetic smile from her face as she recollected some of the more than ample sized cocks she had sampled in her past.

'Can I touch it?' Barbara finally dared to ask. Charlie couldn't manage a response, only able to take a nervous gulp of the throat. Barbara didn't need a reply anyway, already beginning to pull his foreskin down between her thumb and forefinger. Charlie let out a small whimper as the old woman pulled back the tight skin as far as it would go, revealing a glossy red helmet glistening with precum. Grasping his cock with her entire hand, she covered all but the head. His pencil thin penis was as hard as a rock, she could feel it throbbing with blood. She lowered her head and rolled her tongue in-between foreskin and helmet. Another whine emitted from the boys mouth as he flinched and his abs tightened. Barbara continued to lick the head of the boys penis, moist with a layer of precum. 

Barbara then slid her mouth over his entire penis, slim enough to keep her lips slightly pursed as though fellating a fat pencil. As she sucked him up and down, the boy trembled beneath her. Barbara stopped to look up at the boy's sheepish expression, she felt sure he must be a virgin and was set to blow any second. Not wanting him to cum yet she moved her attention to his abdomen, kissing her way up to his nipples. They stood erect and pink as she sucked on his firm lean chest. Hastily Barbara threw off her top, in the heat of the moment, carefree of her fat aged body. Her massive breasts flopped down, Barbara grabbed one with both her hands, leaning forward she offered it up to Charlies face. Obediently he took her large nipple into his mouth, sucking at the loose skin.

Barbara then straddled the boy, moving her shorts out of the way she exposed her pussy, which despite an earlier clean up was still covered in a thick thatch of hair. She gave him another couple of seconds for his imminent orgasm to die down, kissing his quivering lips whilst she played with her pussy. Unable to wait any longer, Barbara reached back and slid herself over his penis. With his small member fully bedded in so easily, Barbara began to bounce her huge hips as gently as she could. In her life she had been used to men doing all the work in bed, often being quite rough. She enjoyed it rough, however it was nice to just once be in control. Bouncing at her own pace, Barbara tried to keep her weight mainly off his slender body. 

Barely a minute in, Barbara could see Charlie was set to bust his load. She jumped of as quick as her fat body could, instantly grabbing him with her fist she began to jack his little cock before switching to just her thumb and two forefingers. Charlie let out a little gasp as his jets started flying, cum shooting all the way up to his chest. 'Big load for a little guy' Barbara thought to herself as she flopped down next to him. 

'Wow, that was amazing!' She said.

'Oh my God.' Charlie sighed relieved.

'Did you like that.' Barbara asked.

'Yeh, I...I've never had sex before.' 

'I can tell.' Barbara giggled, pointing at the load on his chest.

'Sorry, I wasn't very good. I came really fast.' 

'Don't you worry about that, I can teach you for next time.' Giving him a cheeky nudge.

Charlies eyes widened 'There's going to be a next time?' He said in surprise as Barbara leaned over to grab a tissue, cleaning the cum off her fingers. 

'If you can stand to fuck my big old body that is.' She joked, slapping her flabby belly. 

'Yeh I like your body.' Charlie laughed back. 'I..I like your... boobs.' He said, unable to take his eyes off them, even as Barbara mopped up the cum on his chest. Barbara laughed as she watched him stare at her wobbling flesh.

'Go on you can touch them, don't go all shy on me again.' She said, snapping Charlie out of his trance. She knew he wasn't so bold, so she grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. Charlie, starting to get a little more confident traced his hands down to her nipple, feeling the rubbery skin in between his fingers.

'Give it a squeeze.' Barbara suggested. Charlie complied, cautiously pinching between his fingers. 

'There you go.' Barbara moaned with pleasure as she watch the wrinkled area of flesh squeezed between his smooth hands. He then started to play with them and fondle her whole breast, Barbara smiled at how sweet he looked, his fingers struggling with their size and weight.

After giving him a good feel she rolled over, Charlie held his arm away for a second, confused as she turned her back to him. Then giving her ass a big slap, Barbara asked.

'What about this then, do you like my bum?' Inviting Charlie to give it a grab. He reached over giving her mighty cheeks a squeeze.

'Yeh, I kinda do I guess.' He smirked, allowing Barbara to turn back to face him.

'I love your foreskin.' Barbara said feeling as though she also owed him a compliment. 'Delicious' She added as she reached for his shrunken penis, rolling it between her fingers. Charlie laughed, still a little shy but now realising he had nothing to hide with her. Suddenly beaming into a huge smile as it dawned on him that he'd lost his virginity. For a second he pondered being able to brag about it to his friends but quickly realised having sex a woman three times his age maybe wasn't so cool. 

Barbara slumped back, closing her eyes for a second, imagining the possibilities of her new found friendship. She felt herself drifting off, her mind peaceful and content for the first time in forever.