I tried out for the swim team every year in high-school and made it at the start of my Jnr year.

I 'd always been somewhat fast in all the strokes and they needed an IM guy so I finally made the squad.

Everyone made me welcome because nonentity else relished the spear carrier training the Individual potpourri requires.

I was the merely Junior there and handler asked King John, one of the elder, to mentor me. He was really poise and did n't seem to take care hanging with a younger mate. He set up a breeding schedule for me and we spent a lot of clip together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big melioration under his counselling and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and cool and well-liked. He always had the cutest girl in shoal. I admired him, so I always tried my hardest to please him.

I did n't yet throw a device driver 's licence so John usually gave me rides home plate after training. One evening we pulled up outside my business firm and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and saltation out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me straight in the eyes, he said `` I like you, billystick. ``

'' Uh, thanks, John. I like you, too. '' I answered.

I opened the car room access and climbed out.

'' See you tomorrow, then. ``

I closed the door and he drove away. That was variety of odd, I thought. It 's not the kind of thing son usually say to each early out of the amobarbital sodium. But then I got in and had my meal with the folks and finished my homework and played on the computer and did n't think any Sir Thomas More about it.

The next week, John made a suggestion about improving my times.

'' Have you thought about shaving you soundbox, Billy ? Most of the guys on the squad do. ``

I knew that top bather shave their pilus for the sake of speed and I 'd noticed in the exhibitioner that my teammates did too.

eventide their pubic tomentum. They were all smooth all over.

But I did n't have hardly any hair's-breadth on me.

'' Do you think I need to, John ? ``

'' well it could n't hurt. ``

As usual I wanted to follow his hypnotism and attain his commendation, so I agreed.

In the shower at home I made tried my outdo to get off all the hair from my legs and subdivision. There was no hair's-breadth on my chest of drawers. There was just a lilliputian pedigree of hair's-breadth from my os pubis to my navel but I did n't put out with that. It was a bit awkward to get it all and I missed a few spots.

Next day after school I was training with John again. We got into our speedos and he saw I 'd done as he suggested.

'' proficient job, billystick. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

'' Oh but I think you missed a twosome of places. ``

He knelt down and started running his palms up and down my wooden leg. It felt weird but I liked him touching me.

I felt my prick Begin to stiffen.

It was embarrassing and I broke away and quickly turned and jumped into the water system so he would n't see. The cooler piddle helped my swelling penis to wither back to formula size.

Now I was capable to sense the water across my quiet hide. It was very sensual. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The times were pretty a good deal exactly the same though, when John had me doing circuit. Oh well, it felt good.

We were in his car afterwards and he told me that he 'd help get the few remaining hairs off me if I wanted. We could go to his place.

'' Would n't your kinfolk think it was weird ? ``

'' There 's nobody there tonight. They go to Rotary. I always have the place to myself on Tuesdays until at least midnight. ``

'' OK, I guess. '' I answered.

I was pleased to be able to pass sentence alone with John. I 'd thought about when he 'd told me he liked me and realized I had some kind of compaction on him. Not like the crunch I had on some of the older girls in the swim team.

So sexy in their smashed consistence suits with their close bodies underneath. I had been thinking about them in my most intimate private moments since the first grooming session.

Or my French teacher ... she was sexy and nice and all the boys in my year felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were clip she 'd drop something in year and bend over to clean it up ... piece of ass ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boys in class would be fidgeting in their seats to align their hardons. No way she did n't roll in the hay it.

But she got the practiced out of her class. We tried hard to delight her. Or we tried to please her hard.

And I was improving with my swimming because I tried so hard to please John. It was hero-worship I suppose. I called nursing home to let them know I 'd be doing supernumerary training and St. John the Apostle drove us to his house.

'' Hey you want to see something ? '' he asked.

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you proceed a undercover ? ``

'' Yeah, for you bathroom. Absolutely. ``

'' promise ? ``

'' promise. What is it ? ``

He smiled a wicked smile. `` A film I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for media study class. I expected it to be lame but Saint John seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll have to watch it upstairs on my electronic computer. ``

We went to his way and he got it set up. I sat at the workdesk and he stood behind me. It started and I saw Suzie who had been St. John 's girl for a few months.

She was a sweet-looking blond Junior and I had the hots for her, so my interest was piqued. She was just walking through the Mungo Park and smiling at the camera.

Then she was in this same room. trick 's bedroom. And then she started doing a strip-tease. I turned beat and looked up at John.

'' You sure it 's OK to see this ? ``

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't bear in mind ? ``

'' She wo n't have intercourse. You promised, remember ? ``

I turned back and watched Suzie get naked and lay back on John 's bed.

She played with her titties and spread her legs. The photographic camera Angle was from the end of the bed looking up between her open thighs.

'' Suzie 's jolly dirty ! ``

'' Hey that 's my girlfriend you 're dissing ! '' he laughed `` Yeah she 's a fucking slut. She 'll roll in the hay anyone. ``

I watched as Suzie 's finger's breadth rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her button. I watched as her finger's breadth went between the rim of her pussy. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her digit going into her pussy. I could see the glistening juice on her finger. Then she took those fingers and put them in her mouth, sucking them. Tasting herself.

All the while she was asking ... 'do you like that ? Like my pussy ? You want to taste ? It tastes good .'And then finally ... 'come on, I want your cock'.

The camera moved around a lot. The cameraman was climbing up onto the bed. He angled down and I watched the screenland as a heavily cock went to Suzie 's cunt and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took control of the photographic camera and now the angle was from her point of panorama. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's font for the first off time.

Gospel According to John was showing me a picture of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as John pounded Suzie until he was about to cum and then he pulled out and I saw his cum pulsing out of his cock onto Suzie 's sweet tits. And ... scene.

When the movie ended I just sat there in silence for a minute.

'' Fuck ! That was hot. You 're so lucky to have a girlfriend to do that with. ``

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a girlfriend who gave me hand-jobs and let me finger her pussy, and another who had sucked me off.

But neither had let me fuck them. I was still a virgin in that department.

'' OK well that was a little show for you. Now let 's get shaving. '' he smiled.

He had his own en entourage and he said he 'd wait in the shower. Even though we 'd used communal showers at school, it felt odd to get ungarmented in his bedroom with him next door. I pulled on my speedos, went into the aroused bathroom and stepped into the shower. John was naked in there. I nearly jumped right back out, but he said not to worry, he was just finished shaving himself.

'' Come on, let 's get the last of your hair's-breadth off. ``

I stood under the H2O with my eyes closed and felt John soaping my chest.

'' There 's nothing there, John. '' I said.

'' I know, billy goat. I just ... ''

His handwriting moves over my musculus pectoralis. I felt him mess about on my mamilla. It felt nice, but this was a boy touching me. A boy. Not right.

'' John the Evangelist ... ''

'' Sorry. I do n't know .. ''

He went to his stifle and his mitt went to my legs. The soap made it easy for him to find the few stray hair and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me provoke. I was set up to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John the Evangelist. ``

But then John Lackland asked `` what about the rest ? ``

I looked down at him. `` Rest ? ``

'' You know. ``

His hand reached up and he hooked the front of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his rooster was semi-hard. My pubes were exposed and the palm of his helping hand brushed against my own hardening tool. I needed to get out of there.

'' I 'll do it at home plate, trick. ``

'' I could do it for you, Billy. I could trim your pubic fuzz off for you. I do n't mind. ``

Later, I 'd rue not accepting his whirl, but I had n't had prison term to yield it any thought.

'' No. It 's OK. I 'll do it later. Honest. ``

I 'd pretty much shut him down. I turned off the water and privy stood. He was very close. Naked and smooth and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the movement of my legal brief. I moved away and out of the shower bath, turning my back to him to hide my erection. Although he was obviously mindful I had one.

He slapped me on my ass and said `` well now you 'll be swimming faster than ever. ``

I guess he was trying to make light of me rebuffing his pass.

'' Yeah. Thanks. We 'll see tomorrow. ``

I was toweling myself dry and had to slip down my speedos. I could feel his oculus on me as I bent down. Then lav said `` Oh man, pitiful Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a footling arduous than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your brass. It was supposed to be a friendly pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't want to whine about it. Horseplay the showers was nothing new.

I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was. privy took some oil and offered to rub it into my fresh shaved legs.

'' It 'll realize it feel better. ``

I do n't get laid why I let him. He was still trying it on but I felt bad that I 'd knocked him back in the shower. I stood there, letting his hands roam all over my branch, covering them with a soothe salve, from my mortise joint to the tops of my thighs.

He made me hard. My naked toilsome tool was there for him. And he looked at it but never touched it.

Now I wanted him to, or I wanted to touch it myself, but that would take to wait. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get home. He dressed too and motor me.

It was pipe down in the car. I did n't eff what to say and I guess he did n't either. We pulled up and he stopped the car. Like he had the other time. He turned to me and asked

'' Can I severalize you a unavowed, billy goat ? ``

'' Sure. ``

'' It 's a really big secret. You have to foretell you 'll never tell anyone. ``

'' Sure, trick. You can trust me. I 'd never tell. ``

'' I like you. ``

'' I know. You told me before. ``

'' No. That 's the secret. I like you. Like ... like. ``

'' I like you too, John. ``

'' I like girls, billy. You know that, right ? ``

'' Yeah, I just saw the evidence at your plaza. I do too. ``

'' But I keep thinking about you. I like you ... that way. ``

'' Ohhh. Uhh O ... K ... ''

'' I 'm dingy about earlier. Making you uncomfortable ... ''

'' No .. that 's OK. That 's fine. It was OK. Do n't experience bad. ``

'' You wo n't tell anyone ? ``

'' No John. I 'm cool. ``

We said cheerio and I went inside. That Night I was thinking about all that had happened. I had showered before bed and had done as I 'd promised.

Now I was laying on my towel, stroking my cock. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.

And that should have been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about John. My hero, John. And his tactual sensation. Feeling his hands on my organic structure. Running up my legs. And his shaft. I was thinking about King John 's prick. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would feel like. In my hand. In my mouth. Would John like it if I sucked him off ? Would it please him ?

I wanted to please him.

And I spread my wooden leg as I masturbated. How would it be to lie under him, like Suzie had been ? Would he like that ?

I came while I was thinking about john. Not Suzie. And then I felt ashamed for a while.

I promised myself I would n't do that again. But then within second I was stroking myself again, feeling my cum smeared all over the length of my cock and onto the smooth balls and the smooth place where a few hours before I had had pubic hair.

And I was thinking about John the Evangelist again. And now I was regretting that moment when I 'd stopped him from pulling down my speedos in the shower.

What would he have done ? Would I have wanted him to block off ?

I knew I would n't terminate him next time. I thought of him touching me. Stroking my cock.

cerebration of his hands touching my body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my breadbasket and lifted my ass up as I stroked my rigid cock.

I imagined John watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my legs ... fucking my ass.

John. Fucking my ass.

I wanted Gospel According to John. Wanted to delight him. Give myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

Next week came along and on Tuesday as John and I finished up our education academic term and he was about to labor me home base I asked him ...

'' John, do you think it 's clock time for another shave ? ``

He understood.

'' Yes, yes, Billy. It could be. ``

'' testament you aid me ? ``

'' Oh yes, Billy. I would love to. ``

We said no more as he drove to his planetary house. We got inside and went straight upstairs. When we reached his elbow room I turned to him.

'' lavatory I have a secret for you. ``

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last Nox. ``

'' So .... ''

'' and I have another secret. I like you. Like ... like. ``

'' Oh Billy. But you like young woman, do n't you ? '' ...

'' Yes bathroom, like you do. But I like you too, John. More than just a friend. ``

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to please you. ``

He held me in his strong arms. I hugged him back. He leaned his top dog down to me and I turned my face up to him.

He put his sassing on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

Now I could allow in it to myself. I had a crush on him. I wanted him to want me. And he did.

I melted in his implements of war as his lingua entered my mouth. Kissing me gruelling and hot.

We shuffled over to his bed, not letting go, not breaking the kiss.

We lay down and I was on my spine. I spread my legs and John nestled between them. Kissing me.

I felt his prick rubbing mine through our jeans.

I bent my leg and lifted them up so he was rubbing his cock against the base of my hard cock and I felt his length against my ass.

With one bridge player still holding me, john started trying to deplume off my t-shirt.

It was never going to puzzle out. We broke free and stood on either face of his bed. observation each other as we both got naked as quickly as possible.

Hard pecker pointing at surd cock, we stood looking at each other and then moved towards each other on the bed.

My hand went to grip his fuddled member. Oh nirvana. I was stroking him and felt his manus on me. We were kneeling, facing each other and our peter touched.

He took both in his hired hand and rubbed them together while I held him tightly and we kissed again.

'' Can I suck you, trick ? '' I asked.

'' Oh god '' he lay back on the bed and I lay down beside him.

Leaning over his lap. Holding his cock in my hand, I lowered my foreland and took his beautiful penis into my mouth. It was hard and rubbery and wonderful.

I felt his hand on my caput and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a tread he liked.

With one handwriting I gripped the base of his cock, so it would n't go in too deep, with the other hand I caressed and fondled his quiet balls.

All the while, my brim were wrapped around his unvoiced meat, tongue exploring the length, tracing the flange of his engorged helmet.

Sucking.

John stopped me. Sat up and gently pressed me down onto my back. Now he was looking down at me. `` Is there something improper, John ? ``

'' No Billy you 're tremendous. I do n't want to cum in your backtalk though. ``

'' I would n't mind. ``

He chuckled ... `` You misunderstand. Did you mean it when you said you want to please me ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' I could do anything ? ``

Now I understood.

'' Yes John. Anything. You can do anything. ``

He stood and went to his bedside tabular array. Found a feeding bottle of lubricant.

'' I want to fuck you, billy goat. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, John. I want your turncock. I want to give my ass to you. ``

I spread my legs. My difficult cock was resting up on my belly but my hand went to the nerve of my ass and I pulled them apart to show john what I wanted.

I looked up as he stroked lubricator onto his turncock. polishing, gleaming. Slick.

And he bent down and his fingers found my anus. Covering my backside with slippery lubricating substance. Pushing into my ass. Oiling up the walls of my anal opening. Making me slippery.

Nothing had ever gone into my ass before. His finger felt big, but I liked it. When the second one joined it, I winced a little and he pulled out again.

'' Sorry, baton, I do n't want to spite you. ``

'' It 's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to pass my body to you. ``

I grabbed the backs of my knees and lifted myself further off the bed. Presenting my ass to him. His finger went back to my ass, I relaxed. Felt him pushing in and out.

'' Try a 2d one now. '' I told him.

Felt a second figure going up inside me. Relaxed and began to enjoy it. Really enjoy it.

John was giving me antic star. He made me want him now, not just to give myself to him. I wanted to feel him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' shtup me whoremaster. I want it. ``

'' You 're sure ? I do n't want to offend you, my darling boy. ``

'' No I want it. I want to feel your cock inside me. ``

I let go of my branch and let them down to the bed, stretching them as far apart as I could. Being a slutty whore gear up to consider on a cock. He pulled his fingerbreadth out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thigh. I looked down and watched as he took his hard dick in his clenched fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His cock was fatter than the two fingers that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The here and now I felt the head teacher of his cock Menachem Begin to inscribe me I reached up and put my arms around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my sassing and fight my mouth on his. At the Lapp metre I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his stallion length slip into my bottom.

Oh bliss. A mix of painfulness and ecstasy. The exaltation won. I moaned.

He thought he was hurting me and tried to pull in away but I clung on tight. Shaking my straits slightly and letting him know I was OK.

I was better than OK. I was loving it. Knowing I was giving him what he wanted. Loving his hard turncock splitting my ass. He broke our kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his fantastic prick deeper into my will bum.

'' I think I love you, Billy '' he whispered into my ear.

Now I knew what this crush was. I felt the like way.

'' It 's not roll in the hay, lavatory. But no girl will ever be capable to make me feel like this. Your cock is fantastic. Fuck me John. Cum in me. ``

He increased his tempo and, since he 'd lowered himself onto me, my prick was being rubbed between our eubstance with each thrust of his dick up my ass. Inevitably I was close to cumming.

'' You 're going to make me cum, St. John the Apostle. You 'll pretend me cum by fucking me. ``

'' I 'm skinny too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my hole. Rubbing my cock between us.

Faster. Harder. Deeper.

And then I felt him tense up and he rammed himself as far into my ass as he could. Which hit something inside me that set off my own orgasm.

My cum guesswork out and covered my abdomen and John 's - all without being touched - my arms were still tightly around his neck.

At the same time I felt him cumming in my ass. Cumming and cumming. I 'd seen John cum before in the film with Suzie, but this felt like he was cumming twice as long.

He groaned and thrust and pushed and huffed and puffed and rammed my ass.

I met his every movement. In perfective tune with him. Taking it. Taking his shaft. tactual sensation and loving every bit of his frenzied fucking of my virgin bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his cum into me until I felt it trickling labialise his dig and down the cranny and onto his bed.

Still he slipped in and out of me. In and out of my tricky cum-filled hole until finally he slowed ... stopped thrusting and collapsed onto me.

I held him tight. My helping hand traced up from his neck to hold his head.

'' Oh John. That was so good. You cock is so good. I love how it feels. I can find you in my ass. I can feel your cum. You made me cum. While you were fucking me. Made me cum. And I made you cum. I 'm so happy. ``

And I remained well-chosen for the whole of my junior year.

We swam and swam and swam and then fucked and fucked and fucked.

We discovered that he was n't exclusively a top and I was n't exclusively a bottom. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his howling personality and our wonderful adhesiveness as well as feeling the wonderful sensation of having my prick buried in his wonderful ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from time to metre and fuck. I 've never been with any former man. Neither has he. It 's XXX years later and we are both happily married now, but once a year or so we manage to get away together for a guy 's weekend. Our wives think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each other 's psyche out for two years .