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**lt;/p*gt; ************************************************** You*quot;ll Do*lt;/p*gt; **lt;/p*gt; Though inspired by the present pandemic, this is not a Covid-19 story, it is more a *quot;This is the way the world ends*quot; man and boy story.*lt;/p*gt; ******************************************** By Ivor Sukwell*lt;/p*gt; **lt;/p*gt; Chapter Four*lt;/p*gt; **lt;/p*gt; Boy*quot;s mouth was like his eyes, wide open in disbelief. What he was looking at was just not possible.*lt;/p*gt; His head was a bit fuzzy, so that might explain it.*lt;/p*gt; He*quot;d finished his wine and Sir had let him have two very small puffs of his funny cigarette because, he*quot;d said, all the old rules were gone for good and what they did now was their new normal, and if Sir did something, it was only right that Boy could do it as well. If he wanted to.*lt;/p*gt; He*quot;d coughed like crazy on his first puff and Sir had slapped him on the back until he was over coughing.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Don*quot;t breathe it in next time,*quot; Sir told him, *quot;Just hold the smoke in your mouth for a second or two, then blow it out.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy did that when he had his second puff and he didn*quot;t cough anywhere near as much, but then he started giggling for no reason, and Sir had laughed at him and said that often happens.*lt;/p*gt; Boy*quot;s head did feel funny though. It was like he was all really relaxed; all except for his cock which had gone very hard, but that was fine because Sir had looked it and said it looked extra nice like that.*lt;/p*gt; That was funny as well, because his cock was hard a lot and Sir often saw it hard, so why should it be nicer now? Perhaps the wine or that funny cigarette had made it grow or something, but it just looked to him like his cock always did when it was hard.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It*quot;s a beautiful cock,*quot; Sir said, and played with it, which was what Boy wanted him to do and Boy giggled some more because Sir was playing with his cock and he was watching Sir play with it.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Have I got to do that?*quot;* Boy whispered, staring at the picture in the magazine Sir had given him to look at. *quot;It*quot;s a made-up picture isn*quot;t it? It can*quot;t be a real photo.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy stared and stared trying to imagine how a boy, who looked to be no older than him, could possibly do what he was doing.*lt;/p*gt; In the first picture, the boy just had his tongue out, licking the tip of a man*quot;s cock, and the man had an enormous cock, it looked even bigger than Sir*quot;s. But in the next photo, if it really was a photo, the man*quot;s cock had disappeared ? all of it was in the boy*quot;s mouth!*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It*quot;s called `deep-throating,*quot; Sir explained, *quot;And no, you don*quot;t have to do that for me. It takes an awful lot of practice for a boy to be able to do that, but some men like it. I like a boy to just get the head in his mouth and use his tongue. Swirl his tongue round it, poke it into the foreskin. Perhaps peel back the foreskin with his lips a bit and lick round the exposed bit.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Sir thought that Boy would be easily able to do those things; Boy*quot;s tongue was darting magic in his mouth when he kissed Boy and having it dart around his cock would be wonderful. Of course, it would be even nicer if Boy could get more cock into his mouth, and Sir hoped that would happen as Boy became more confident with sucking.*lt;/p*gt; Boy thought about using his tongue when he sucked and decided that was something he would be able to do for Sir.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Like licking an ice-lolly,*quot; Boy giggled, *quot;But a hot lolly instead of a cold one.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Oh, yes,*quot; Sir approved, *quot;I*quot;d like my cock to be treated like a lolly. But no biting allowed.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Like a chocolate lolly,*quot; Boy sniggered, *quot;Lick it and suck it till you get at the cream inside.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;And what do you do with the cream?*quot; Sir asked, prompting Boy to think naughty thoughts.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Taste it, swirl it around in my mouth and eat it all up,*quot; Boy*quot;s giggles turned to outright laughter. *quot;Your cock*quot;s a lolly and your spunk*quot;s the cream,*quot; he chortled in case Sir hadn*quot;t understood what he meant. *quot;But your lolly*quot;s much nicer than the man*quot;s in the pictures,*quot; Boy said, seriously as he could without any giggles, *quot;His is all hairy and horrid. I wouldn*quot;t want to suck a hairy lolly. Why is his hairy and yours isn*quot;t?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It*quot;s called pubic hair,*quot; Sir explained, *quot;It grows all around your cock and balls when you get older. Hair grows on your legs as well, and under your arms and, for some people on their chests and stomachs as well.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;You haven*quot;t got any. Aren*quot;t you old enough yet for it to grow?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;More than old enough,*quot; Sir grinned, *quot;It starts growing when you*quot;re twelve or thirteen.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;But you*quot;re a lot older than thirteen! So why don*quot;t you have any?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Because I shave it all off, so my cock*quot;s nicer for boys to suck.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Oh, that*quot;s so nice of you,*quot; Boy approved, *quot;It is much nicer.*quot; *lt;/p*gt; *quot;Though I believe there are boys who like their man to be hairy.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Yuk!*quot; Boy made a disgusted face. *quot;If you get hairy, I won*quot;t be your Boy anymore.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Promise I won*quot;t get hairy, then.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;That*quot;s all right then,*quot; Boy declared, *quot;But remember, I won*quot;t suck a hairy lolly. I don*quot;t want hairs either. I want to be older so I*quot;ve got a bigger cock, but I DO NOT WANT ANY HAIRS!*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I don*quot;t want you to have any hairs either,*quot; Sir said, meaning it, *quot;So you just make sure you don*quot;t grow any for a year or three.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;No growing any hairs, understand?*quot; Boy ordered his cock and giggled again.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I understand,*quot; pursaklar escort Sir smiled, *quot;And I*quot;m not really sure I want you to be any older,*quot; Sir said, confirming his new status as a paedophile, *quot;I like you being ten. I didn*quot;t think I would, but I do. I even like your little cock.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Perhaps it was because he was a shade stoned ? Sir was not a habitual weed smoker, he*quot;d only helped himself to two plastic sackfuls of the stuff when he found it because he had the idea that it might help him through lots of long, lonely evenings ? but Boy*quot;s slender, small body was growing on him. It was so perfectly proportioned and so wonderfully smooth. Boy*quot;s legs were silky satin and his finger sized cock so incredibly hard.*lt;/p*gt; Sir teased Boy*quot;s undropped balls, and twiddled the tiny bud of foreskin on his hard cock, pulling it up as far as it would pull so he could twiddle it between finger tip and thumb.*lt;/p*gt; Boy moaned softly and contentedly as Sir played with him and said nice things to him. He thought it felt extra nice, being played with while his head was fuzzy, and just for a moment he was glad that everyone was dead because Sir wouldn*quot;t have been able to play with him and make him feel nice and special if they weren*quot;t.*lt;/p*gt; That was a wicked, wicked thought; not a nice wicked thought like sex thoughts, and Boy was sorry that he*quot;d thought it. But he really did like being played with by Sir.*lt;/p*gt; Boy tried to make up for having that bad thought by promising himself that he would try to get better at sucking Sir*quot;s cock. Sir had taken him because he was a boy and had a mouth so he must learn to use his mouth properly for Sir. That was only fair. And learning how to suck a cock properly was a lot more fun than learning Latin. Boy had quite liked Latin and been the best in his Form at it, but he liked Sir*quot;s cock better and he was going to try to be the best ever at sucking it for Sir.*lt;/p*gt; He didn*quot;t think he*quot;d ever be able to get it all in his mouth like the boy in that picture did, but he could do better than just the top bit, he was sure about that. And Sir had given him some ideas about how to suck, how to use his tongue. He twirled his tongue around In Sir*quot;s mouth, didn*quot;t he, when he was kissing? So it would just be doing that with Sir*quot;s cock. Easy.*lt;/p*gt; From now on, Sir*quot;s cock would be a chocolate lolly and he would lick the chocolate and suck the cream out of it.*lt;/p*gt; Boy imagined what Sir would look like with a chocolate lolly instead of a cock, and he giggled at that thought and eased himself back into Sir*quot;s chest because he felt nice and safe when Sir held him close and Sir could put an arm round him to hold him there and use his other hand to feel all over Boy*quot;s body, his chest and tummy and legs as well as his little cock, and Boy loved having Sir*quot;s big hands on him and stroking and feeling him.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;What*quot;s so funny?*quot; Sir asked because Boy was still having little giggles and Boy blushed and squirmed a bit, a ten year old boy shy about telling Sir he had a chocolate lolly instead of a cock. Sir had made a rule, though, that all questions must be answered with the truth, so Boy told him and Sir grinned and gave Boy a big, wet kiss on his neck and Boy really liked that.*lt;/p*gt; Paedophilia, Sir thought, really does have its plus points.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I really like being Boy,*quot; Boy said softly, more to himself than to Sir, but Sir heard it, and whispered in Boy*quot;s ear,*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I really like you being Boy as well.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy glowed, glowed all over. Sir said such nice things.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I like you being Sir,*quot; Boy sighed as Sir stroked him, *quot;I like being Boy for Sir.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Sir had intended to say a lot more to Boy about the things that a boy would have to do as Boy, things that in the old, now dead, world a boy of ten was far too young to know about, let alone actually do, though thousands did know and do. Boy would have to know that he would get spanked, that his bum would be tongued and eaten out, that he would be fucked, but not yet, not now. Not now while Boy was so content. So innocent in his contentedness, because, even though he was naked and lying on Sir and being felt all over by Sir*quot;s big hands, even though he*quot;d wanked and sucked Sir and tasted his spunk, Boy was still innocent and Sir didn*quot;t want to spoil that innocence. Even though Sir wanted to fuck him.* *lt;/p*gt; `Leave all the rest till later,*quot; Sir thought, `Not really any rush.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; But Sir had forgotten just how curious and inquisitive boys of ten can be, or perhaps it was simply that, being a very new paedophile, he hadn*quot;t known any boys of ten before.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;You said you*quot;d tell me what anal lube is,*quot; Boy cheeped from Sir*quot;s chest, *quot;So what is it?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy had asked a question, and by his own rules, Sir had to answer it, answer it fully and truthfully.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It*quot;s a very slippery stuff,*quot; Sir said a little reluctantly, *quot;And it*quot;s made specially so a cock can go into a bum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Oh,*quot; Boy said, not understanding at all why cocks should go in bums, or how they could.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Right up inside a bum,*quot; Sir hoped he*quot;d made things explicit enough for Boy to understand. He was used to boys old enough to know what fucking was, not boys of ten who didn*quot;t have a clue.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Oooohhh,*quot; Boy said slowly, his brain cells working, *quot;Is that what `bumming*quot; is?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Yes,*quot; Sir rize escort confirmed, *quot;Though it*quot;s usually called `fucking*quot;.*quot;************************************ *lt;/p*gt; Boy had heard that word and knew it was the baddest possible swear word and no nice boy would ever allow it to pass his lips.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;That*quot;s a nasty word,*quot; Boy said,*quot; It*quot;s a horrid, nasty word. I don*quot;t like it!*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;But `bumming*quot;s*quot; all right?*quot; Sir asked.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I think so,*quot; Boy nodded, *quot;Boys said it quite a lot at school. But I don*quot;t think anyone knew what it meant. Perhaps the senior boys did,*quot; Boy thought carefully, *quot;But they never said. Just things like `He*quot;d be good to bum*quot;, especially about Curtis Minor. He was a boy in my Form,*quot; Boy explained, *quot;And he was quite pretty in a girl sort of way, long fair hair, right down to his shoulders. Jenkins, he was the Head Boy, said Curtis Minor looked like a girl in boy*quot;s clothes and said he*quot;d really like to have a go at bumming him and all the other seniors thought that was very funny and they all laughed every time he said it.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I don*quot;t suppose Curtis Minor liked that,*quot; Sir said, hoping remembering school things would take Boy*quot;s mind off anal lube.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;He was used to it,*quot; Boy shrugged, *quot;But one day, when Jenkins said it, Curtis Minor blew him a kiss and everyone laughed at Jenkins. Jenkins stopped saying it after that.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Bluff called,*quot; Sir grinned, *quot;Well done Curtis Minor.*quot; Curtis Minor, at least, Sir thought, had an idea what bumming was! Curtis Major, perhaps, or Curtis Pater? Possibly even both.*lt;/p*gt; His school anecdote delivered, Boy*quot;s thoughts returned to the anatomical.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It*quot;s not possible, though, is it, Sir? To get a cock in a boy*quot;s bum?*quot; Boy had never inspected his bum, just wiped it after he*quot;d had a poo, and he was quite sure the hole where the poo came from was far too small for a cock to be able to go in it. He tried to imagine laying a turd as big as Sir*quot;s cock and winced at the thought of it.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It is possible, and it does happen,*quot; Sir said, and turned the pages of the porn magazine he*quot;d taken from the shop in Bath so Boy could see he was telling the truth.*lt;/p*gt; Boy mouthed, *quot;Oh!*quot; as he perused the evidence. The same boy, the one earlier pictures had shown swallowing a whole hairy man*quot;s cock, was now shown with that same cock up his bum! And it really was! Pictures had been taken from a range of angles and some showed the boy*quot;s bum with the cock actually inside it!*lt;/p*gt; There were quite a lot of pictures and Boy studied them all carefully. Some showed the boy with his legs in the air, some when he was on his hands and knees, and some with him sitting on the man*quot;s lap, like Boy sat on Sir*quot;s lap, except that when Boy did that he didn*quot;t have Sir*quot;s cock up his bum. *lt;/p*gt; The boy did, he had cock up his bum in every picture; all except the last and that was a close-up of the boy*quot;s wide open hole with stuff leaking out of it, and Boy*quot;s eyes went as wide as the picture boy*quot;s bum hole when he realised the leaking stuff was spunk!*lt;/p*gt; The hairy man hadn*quot;t just put his cock up the boy*quot;s bum, he shot his spunk up there!*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Is that what you*quot;re going to do to me, Sir?*quot; Boy asked, very quietly, *quot;Bum me and spunk in me? Is that why you made me take that box out to our bus?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Yes,*quot; Sir didn*quot;t lie, *quot;I am going to bum you and spunk in you. Not today, not tomorrow, but eventually I will bum you.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I don*quot;t know if I want to be bummed, Sir,*quot; Boy said, *quot;It doesn*quot;t look very nice.*quot; Having Sir*quot;s cock in his mouth was nice, he liked that, but up his bum? *quot;Won*quot;t it hurt, Sir?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;A lot,*quot; Sir told the truth again, *quot;You will probably scream in agony the first time, but it will get better, and after a few times, you*quot;ll start to like it. It*quot;ll still hurt a bit when it goes in, but once it*quot;s in it will feel really good and you*quot;ll want it to happen lots.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I don*quot;t know about that, Sir,*quot; Boy tried to be brave, *quot;Will it be nice for you, having your cock up my bum and shooting there instead of in my mouth?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Even better than shooting in your mouth,*quot; Sir assured Boy, *quot;But I*quot;ll let you find that out for yourself. You know how it feels when I suck you and make you cum and you can compare that with how it feels when you bum me and cum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I bum you?*quot; Boy squeaked, *quot;Not just you bum me, but I bum you as well?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I wank you and you wank me; I suck you and you suck me; so it*quot;s only fair that if I bum you, then you should bum me, isn*quot;t it?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy thought about that, and when he thought about it, it was only the same as other things. If Sir did something, then Boy was allowed to do it as well; like wine and that funny cigarette thingy.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;And there are other things I want to do to your bum,*quot; Sir, having started, decided he may as well finish, *quot;Sex things that won*quot;t hurt at all and will, I promise, feel very, very nice. Things that I will do to you, but you don*quot;t have to do to me. Things that boys like having done to them, but don*quot;t want to do, not until they are a lot older and are men and have a boy they want to make feel very good and very special.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Bum sex things?*quot; Boy asked, *quot;It feels nice when you squeeze my bum. Are they nicer than that?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Too many questions and I might have to spank your bum,*quot; Sir grinned.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;You can*quot;t do that!*quot; Boy protested. *quot;I haven*quot;t been naughty! ankara rus escort You said I could ask questions, so asking them isn*quot;t being naughty, and if I*quot;ve not been naughty you can*quot;t spank me. It wouldn*quot;t be fair!*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;But I can spank you if you*quot;ve been naughty?*quot; Sir asked with a grin.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;If I*quot;ve been naughty, yes. I*quot;d deserve to be spanked then, wouldn*quot;t I.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;A nice, bare bum spanking,*quot; Sir licked his lips, *quot;Mmm, yummy, spanking a bare Boy*quot;s bum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Oh,*quot; Boy said, grinning himself, Sir*quot;s licking his lips giving it away that he was teasing and being sexy naughty, and Boy teased back, *quot;You just want to spank my bum, don*quot;t you. My bare bum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I do want to spank your bare bum,*quot; Sir confessed, *quot;Make it all red and smarting hot. Some boys, older boys, really like being spanked. It makes their cocks go very hard and, if they*quot;re spanked properly, it even makes some boys cum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;That*quot;s not true!*quot; Boy giggled, *quot;You made that up so I*quot;ll want to try it and see if it makes me cum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Oh, so you want to try it, do you?*quot; Sir wiggled his eyebrows up and down so Boy would know they were only playing a game.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;No!*quot; Boy mock shouted, and giggled again, *quot;But I bet, if I have been naughty and you spank me, it won*quot;t make me cum!*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Better hurry up and be naughty then, so we can find out.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;You*quot;re horrid,*quot; Boy laughed, *quot;I hate you.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I think calling me horrid is definitely being naughty,*quot; Sir grinned an evil grin.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;No it*quot;s not!*quot; Boy squealed, *quot;You just want to spank my BARE bum.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;It*quot;s a very nice bare bum. I think it would look really super if it was all red and stingy.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;No it wouldn*quot;t!*quot; Boy squirmed just at he thought of having his bum spanked. *quot;Anyway, it was never red and stingy after I got spanked at school. And it never made me cum, either. So there!*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;But they weren*quot;t bare bum spankings were they,*quot; Sir pointed out, *quot;They were just ordinary trousers and pants on spankings, not sexy, bare bum spankings.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Are they really sexy?*quot; Boy asked, suddenly turning serious, as boys do, switching from one mood to another, *quot;Would I find it sexy? Really?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Not a punishment spanking,*quot; Sir said, *quot;Not the sort of spanking you*quot;d get if you really had been naughty. That would be a spanking intended to hurt so you understood not to do whatever naughty thing it was again. A sexy spanking would hurt a little, but a different sort of hurt; a sort of `Ooohh, I like that*quot; hurt.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;That*quot;s silly,*quot; Boy declared, *quot;How can there be an `I like that*quot; hurt?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;That, I can*quot;t explain,*quot; Sir said honestly, *quot;Just that there is.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I don*quot;t see how,*quot; Boy said, and thought again the thought he*quot;d had before, the thought about Sir actually spanking his bare bum and wondered if, when he*quot;d thought that, he had been thinking it might be sexy if Sir spanked him on his bare bum.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Can try it if you like,*quot; Boy offered, *quot;Not hard so you make me cry, just enough to see if I find it sexy.*quot; Boy knew all of a sudden, that if he did find it sexy he would let Sir spank him lots. He liked, liked a lot, all the sex things he*quot;d done with Sir so far, and if there were more sex things he could do that he liked, he wanted to do them.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;And when your bum is nice and red, I*quot;ll kiss it better for you,*quot; Sir made his own offer.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Kiss my bum?*quot; Boy giggled, *quot;You wouldn*quot;t kiss my bum. Would you?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I most certainly would kiss your bum,*quot; Sir stated, *quot;Kiss it and poke my tongue in your bumhole.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy didn*quot;t believe a word of that. Bumholes had to be nasty, smelly, horrid things, even if men did want to poke their cocks in them, they*quot;d never want to put their tongues up there.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;That*quot;s the deal,*quot; Sir said, *quot;Final offer, take it or leave it. Spanked bare bum gets kissed and tongued.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Dare you,*quot; Boy dared, expecting Sir to say it was only a joke.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Dare accepted.*quot; Sir turned Boy so he could kiss him, a deep, proper, tongue sharing kiss with Boy*quot;s tongue darting around like quicksilver in Sir*quot;s mouth and making Sir very, very hard.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;One more thing,*quot; Sir said when they finished kissing for a bit, *quot;Are you my Boy or not? Like even if there were other people, you*quot;d still be my Boy?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;I couldn*quot;t be if there were other people, could I?*quot; Boy said, *quot;You said I*quot;d have to be sixteen before I would be allowed to do sex things.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Forget that,*quot; Sir pushed, Let*quot;s pretend that you could be if you wanted to be.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Then I*quot;d want to be,*quot; Boy said without even having to think about it, *quot;I*quot;d want to be your boy and have lots and lots of fun with you. Even let you spank me if you wanted,*quot; he grinned.*lt;/p*gt; Sir reached into the plastic bag he*quot;d brought from the shop in Bath and took something out. Sir held it up so Boy could see it, see what it was.*lt;/p*gt; Boy*quot;s eyes went wide again, they*quot;d being doing that a lot.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Why do you want a dog collar?*quot; he asked.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Not a dog collar,*quot; Sir said, *quot;It*quot;s a boy collar.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Boy collar?*quot; Boy stared at the pale blue soft suede collar that Sir was holding, *quot;What*quot;s a boy collar?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;When a boy belongs to a Sir,*quot; Sir explained, *quot;He wears a collar to remind him that he does belong to his Sir.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;So I will have to wear that collar?*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Not have to, want to because you want to be my Boy.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; Boy, being the boy he was, found a way to see the funny side of things.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Will you put me on a lead and take me for walks?*quot; he sniggered.*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Yes,*quot; Sir grinned, *quot;And you can stop at every tree and squeeze out a little squirt of pee.*quot;*lt;/p*gt; *quot;Yay!*quot; Boy laughed and let Sir put his collar on.*lt;/p*gt; **lt;/p*gt; [email protected]*lt;/p*gt;