By Jamie
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Copyright 2020 by Jamie, all rights reserved
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Freddy part 5
A
couple of weeks later Mr. Franklin called Freddy and arranged for him
to come round the next Saturday morning to cut the grass again, wash
the car and do some other jobs. It was also due to be another lovely
day. He arranged for Freddy to be there for 11am. He invited Peter over
suggesting he get there about 1030am. He then spoke to his
granddaughter Sophie and she said she would pop in at lunchtime. Things
were all set, what no one knew however is that Sophie and Freddy went
to the same school.
It was a bright sunny morning, Freddy
was having breakfast, dressed in just his boxer shorts having literally
just got out of bed, his sisters were out at their usual swimming
sessions and his mum was pottering around the kitchen.
"What time do you need to be at Mr. Franklin’s? "
"11"
"Plenty of time then. Can you pop next door please Mrs. Dawson wants
sone boxes brought downstairs which she can’t manage, she’s having a
good clear out she said"
" Okay" said the only half awake monosyllabic teenager
His mum smiled, " oh and she said you can come as you are! ". She
laughed at the look on her son’s face, "she did enjoy your attire last
time Freddy."
He just blushed and said nothing. He finished
his toast and tea, put the things in the dishwasher and then thought to
himself that he might as well do it now. He popped out the back door
and knocked on the old lady’s back door.
"Is that you Freddy
come in" came the reply. He entered and saw that Mrs. Dawson was
sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper with a cuppa. She looked
up and saw the very pleasing sight of the nearly naked boy, a feeling
of disappointment that he wasn’t fully naked. She smiled
"Good morning Freddy. Thanks for popping round, you are such a good help."
"No worries Mrs. D " he said, "I’m off to do Harry’s garden a bit later too."
"That’s good, nice bit of extra pocket money. I do like his garden; it
is very beautiful at this time of year and o peaceful and quiet. I
don’t know what your Mum told you, but I need some boxes bringing down
if that’s ok?" he nodded, " well let’s go upstairs and I'll show you
what I mean. The things are in the loft, might be quite dusty up
there." She paused and then with a grin added, "you might not want to
get those lovely white shorts dirty"
Freddy blushed at the
suggestion, which was clearly aimed at getting him naked again,
thoughts ran through his head as he followed her up the stairs. The
loft fortunately had built-in stairs and light so he would be able to
see what he was doing. Mrs. Dawson said there were 4 boxes, three
containing photo albums and one which was full of loose pictures which
she wanted to sort. They were all clearly marked but she couldn’t
remember exactly where they were.
Freddy realised that this
was the point of now and never, " whatever" he thought, and he slipped
his boxers off and began to climb the steps without a word. Mrs. Dawson
watched below as he climbed up his nice shaped bottom on display as
went up the steps.
"What a lovely sight" she thought.
Freddy felt a certain liberation as he climbed the step ladder naked
into the loft, after a bit of searching he found the boxes and began to
bring them down one by one, led down the steps by his willy waving
freely, a sight that brought a big smile to Mrs. Dawson’s face. What a
lovely view on a Saturday morning.
Freddy put all the boxes
in her dining room as she asked and when he returned with the last one,
she was looking through an old album. It was full of old black and
white pictures. " I thought you might be interested in these Freddy"
she said. He looked in amazement at a collection of pictures of a small
lake where a group of older teenagers were hanging out on what looked
like a sunny day. All the girls were in swimsuits or shorts & t-
shirts but all the lads were naked.
"Wow. " he said, " I know you and Mr. Franklin told me about this, but pictures? Weren’t guys embarrassed?"
"Some were indeed but they would have been teased rotten if they kept
their pants on, those boys who didn’t like it I suppose just stayed
away. We girls loved it obviously."
"But so unfair" he observed
"That was the way it was, boys swam nude, we watched. And if a boy got
excited it was even better." She laughed, "some boys got mortified by
an erection, others I think deliberately got one as they enjoyed the
attention".
Freddy couldn’t help wonder what he would have
done as they chatted, and his own willy responded accordingly rising of
its own accord. He squirmed in embarrassment, but Mrs. Dawson smiled
"Don’t worry its normal and very nice. I’m pleased you are relaxed
enough to let it happen Freddy. Let me tell you a story of my first
boyfriend."
Freddy, sat there and listened in rapt attention
as she described seeing this boy for the first time, he didn’t go to
her school so she had never met him before. The first 3 times they met
he was naked, it wasn’t until thy went on a date she saw him dressed!
"We chatted, we swam and really got on well. By the third meeting we
took a walk away from the group and had our first kiss, it was
heavenly, the first boy I’d properly kissed. He obviously enjoyed it
because he got really hard. I remember reaching down and touching it,
he almost jumped in fright, but then relaxed a bit, but he was very
nervous. It was very exciting."
Freddy looked at this old
lady remembering the days of her youth and then remembered what Mr.
Franklin and Peter had told him about getting lucky and jerked off by a
girl.
He hesitantly asked, "did you, you know, errmm" he struggled to get the words out. All the time his willy was throbbing
"Masturbate him? Of course, Freddy the boy was desperate, he came
everywhere, all over his tummy. I’d heard about boys but he was the
first one I’d ever seen. It was quite funny watching him, he was worn
out afterward and he laid back in the sun this sticky mess on his tummy
and his willy going all limp. He had to jump in the river to wash it
all off!! "
Freddy just sat there openmouthed, "God I couldn’t see that happening today!"
"Mores the pity" Mrs. Dawson looked down " if you are not careful Freddy you are going to explode! "
"Oh God I’m so sorry."
“Don’t apologize I think its lovely brings back many happy memories."
She looked at her watch, " what tine are you due at Harrys? "
“11”
“Well thank you for getting the boxes down Freddy. Really do appreciate
them. I will go through these old pictures this afternoon. Put them in
some albums feel free to pop round another time if you’d like to see -
all sorts of pictures here."
“Err thanks very much Mrs. Dawson. Better go now”
He stood up, his erection was drooping by now.
"Don’t forget your shorts Freddy, don’t want to give your mum a fright! "
He blushed ran upstairs put on his shorts and after saying goodbye went
home showered and dressed before getting on his bike to cycle to Mr.
Franklin's. Arriving at Mr. Franklin’s after a cycle ride in the now
hot sun, Freddy was perspiring a fair bit. Mr. Franklin smiled a warm
welcome, "come out back Freddy, fresh cold lemonade will refresh you"
Out the back Freddy followed Mr. Franklin and found Peter there already sipping a kool glass of lemonade.
"Nice to see you again Freddy"
After a drink, Harry set out the tasks required including washing the
car, mowing the lawn and then clearing out the shed for a clean. He
suggested that Freddy started with the car. Freddy nodded and standing
up made to head off out to the front to do the car. Harry held up his
hand "You’ve forgotten something Freddy?"
The boy looked blankly at the older man. "Your working attire Freddy. Aren’t you a bit overdressed? "
It dawned on the boy that Mr. Franklin wanted him to work naked again.
The gents were grinning, " all part of the job description Freddy"
laughed Peter. "Didn’t Harty tell you the job was for a naked helper".
Freddy stood there somewhat surprised but then again it was nice last
time too, and he wanted the money. He shrugged his shoulders " oh
alright then”, and was soon naked again for the second time that day.
"That’s better isn’t it" said Harry. " he is good looking lad isn’t he Peter"
Peter nodded sagely, " yes every girls dream I would think"
Freddy blushed. "Oh, don’t mind us old fools Freddy off you go" Harry
leant forward gave the boy a playful smack on his bare bottom and a
somewhat bemused Freddy headed for the front to wash the car. Freddy
enjoyed the sun on his back as he washed the car and soon it was
gleaming in the sunshine. He stood back and admired his work. He put
the things away and headed out back to begin cutting the grass. Soon he
was busy undertaking that task, the sound of the lawnmower being quite
noisy and his concentration on the getting nice stripes on the lawn
meant that he was temporarily unaware of his surroundings.
The front gate had opened and 14-year-old Sophie, Harrys granddaughter
entered her grandfather’s house bringing some things from her mum. She
regularly visited her grandfather cycling the 10 minutes across town.
She was in Freddy’s class at school. Ringing the doorbell, it was soon
answered by Harry who told her Peter was there and invited out back to
enjoy a refreshing drink. They stepped out on to the patio and she said
hi to Peter who she knew as her grandfather’s best friend. Settling
down into a chair under the parasol with her sunglasses on, she chatted
to Peter whilst Harry was in the kitchen getting a tray of drinks.
The sound of the lawnmower attracted Sophies attention as Freddy came
into view from a hidden part of the garden. The view from the patio was
of his rear so Sophie was greeted with a fine sight of his bottom as he
pushed the lawnmower across the grass. She did a double take and
turning to her grandfather as he arrived carrying the tray, she said in
an unbelieving voice
"Grandpa your gardener is naked! "
He nodded, "well spotted Sophie", Peter laughed, " well she could hardly miss it Harry."
"Yes, he is indeed, he likes working in the nude with the sun on his back, you don’t mind, do you?"
She smiled, "of course not Grandpa, just a little surprised that’s
all." She subconsciously licked her lips, “he looks very nice"
"Oh yes he is very nicely put together " assured Peter, "I think you
will enjoy the front view as much as the rear" added Harry, " but don’t
tell your mother please."
"Secrets safe with me Gramps"
laughed Sophie leaning forward to get a better view. As she did so the
blissfully unaware Freddy reached the top end and so turned around and
began to walk down and thus was facing directly the patio and Sophies
young eyes tried to take in the view, but he was still a bit too far
away for recognition.
"I’ll call him over for a drink, he’s been working hard, already washed the car this morning."
He stepped forward waved and shouted across to Freddy, "drinks are served, come and join us."
Freddy looked up at Harry put his thumb up as he was by now thirsty. He
carried on down to the end and then switched off the machine. He
strolled casually towards the patio and it was only as he got closer
that he became aware of someone else sitting under the parasol partly
hidden from his view. He gulped, " not another person to look at me" he
thought.
At the same point in time from her seated position
Sophie whose eyes had been focusing on the middle part of the young
man’s body looked up and instantly recognised the identity of the naked
gardener.
"That’s Freddy Spencer! " she said, "he’s in my class!”.
Harry and Peter exchanged a look, this was about to get interesting on
a whole different level. Freddy was walking across when looking ahead
he realised that nor only was the new visitor female, but it was Sophie
from school. He desperately looked for something to hide himself but
there was of course nothing, he was totally on show and now blushing
red from head to toe. The boy felt incredibly nervous and worried as he
approached, Harry tried to put him at ease,
"There you are
Freddy, doing a really good job. Have a drink of lemonade." he handed
him a glass which the thirsty boy started to drink, he was parched, and
he drained the glass all the while fully aware of Sophies eyes all over
his body.
"Thanks" he said "needed that" putting own the glass.
"Sit yourself down Freddy, I believe you know my granddaughter Sophie."
He nodded, sitting down and saying shyly " hi".
She smiled broadly, " hi Freddy. Thanks for helping Grandpa out."
She let her gaze stray over his body, liking of course what she could
see. He was a good-looking boy and the first naked boy her own age she
had seen. Freddy squirmed under the examination but there was little he
could do about it. Harry thought for a minute and then said, " Peter I
found those old pictures we talked about last time, do you want to take
a look, I put them out on the table."
He got out of his seat
and joined by his friend headed indoors, commenting once out of
earshot, " let’s leave them to it for a bit."
Peter nodded,
"good idea". The pictures were of their childhood years including a few
from the swimming pond which they had told Freddy all about. You could
see clearly that the hoys were naked but not the girls. Meanwhile that
old scene was being recreated out in the garden.
"So, grandpa says you like working naked Freddy”
"Err yes, it is nice especially when its sunny."
"A nice all over tan. Yummy." She paused thinking, "I like your willy too, don’t worry i won’t tell anyone at school"
He looked down embarrassed not knowing what to say.
"Aww you look so cute, don’t be embarrassed Freddy I think it’s nice,
if only all boys could be naked. That would be great. I’ve never seen a
proper boys willy before, only my little brothers but his is so small
but then he’s only 9." The words all came out in a rush; she was
nervous and excited. "Can I have a closer look please"
"What" stammered Freddy.
"Just a little look. Come over here"
Freddy not really understanding why he was complying, did as asked and
got up out of his seat and walked round to stand next to her. In his
mind he was thinking run away, find something to cover up but also
thinking God this is horny too. He was in short confused in his
emotions.
Sophie looked at the willy close up taking in the
soft downy black hair, the willy hanging down with the balls. "It’s so
different to Billy’s (her brother). His willy pokes forward and sits on
his little balls while yours hangs down. And of course, is so much
bigger."
Without asking permission she reached out tentatively and touched it, Freddy flinched but said nothing. "Ooh its soft"
The touch and the situation began to take effect as was inevitable, he
felt the stirrings and before her eyes she watched fascinated as the
willy began to expand and grow.
"Oops sorry didn’t mean to cause that Freddy. But wow it is getting bigger."
"Umm yes" was about all he could manage to say.
It didn’t take long for it to reach full size and so Sophie was faced
with a full blown erection. She knew of course human biology, but books
and pictures are very different to seeing something in the flesh.
"That’s amazing" she said quite loudly. Loud enough for her grandfather to hear as he and Peter stepped out of the house
"What’s amazing Sophie? " he asked before seeing what had happened.
"Seeing Freddy’s willy grow. It’s got so much bigger!"
"Well yes we can see that. Perfectly normal Freddy. Are you okay?"
The boy nodded, he was bright red and he was clearly excited and embarrassed in equal measure.
"Now Sophie I hope you aren’t embarrassing Freddy. I don’t want my helper frightened off please"
"I’m okay Harry, just couldn’t stop it happening sorry."
"No need to apologise, Freddy, its normal for guys your age to get
erections as I’m sure you know. I’m quite sure Sophie isn’t offended."
"Not at all Grandpa I think it’s amazing."
They all laughed at her innocent remark. I’ve seen Billy get little boy erections, but this is different.”
"Well Freddy is young man as you can see, Billy is just a boy." said Harry.
"I better get on" said the flustered boy, "finish the grass.” Before
anyone could say anything, he stepped off across the grass towards the
lawnmower his erection leading the way.
"Wow that’s a
wonderful sight" said Sophie not taking her eyes of him. She turned to
ger grandfather, "How often does Freddy come and is he always naked?”