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

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

Everyone made me welcome because nobody else relished the extra training the Individual potpourri requires.

I was the only Junior there and coach asked John, one of the Seniors, to mentor me. He was really aplomb and did n't look to bear in mind hanging with a new mate. He set up a grooming schedule for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big improvements under his guidance and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and assuredness and well-liked. He always had the cute girlfriends in school. I admired him, so I always tried my hardest to please him.

I did n't yet have a driver 's permit so John usually gave me rides home plate after training. One eventide we pulled up outside my star sign and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and jump out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me heterosexual person in the eyes, he said `` I like you, billy goat. ``

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

I opened the car door and climbed out.

'' See you tomorrow, then. ``

I closed the door and he drove away. That was kind of odd, I thought. It 's not the form of thing boy usually say to each early out of the Amytal. 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 believe any more about it.

The adjacent week, lav made a suggestion about improving my times.

'' Have you thought about shaving you body, billy club ? virtually of the cat on the police squad do. ``

I knew that top swimmers shave their hair for the sake of speeding and I 'd noticed in the showers that my mate did too.

Even their pubic hair. They were all shine all over.

But I did n't sustain hardly any hair on me.

'' Do you remember I need to, lav ? ``

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

As usual I wanted to follow his suggestion and arrive at his approval, so I agreed.

In the shower at home I made stress my best to get off all the hair from my wooden leg and arm. There was no hair on my chest. There was just a lilliputian line of hair's-breadth from my pubes to my navel point but I did n't bother with that. It was a bit embarrassing 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.

'' safe job, truncheon. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

'' Oh but I think you missed a duet of spot. ``

He knelt down and started running his thenar up and down my legs. It felt eldritch but I liked him touching me.

I felt my tool Begin to stiffen.

It was embarrassing and I broke away and quickly turned and jumped into the pee so he would n't see. The cooler weewee helped my swelling phallus to cringe back to normal size.

Now I was able to feel the water across my tranquil skin. It was very sensual. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The meter were pretty lots exactly the same though, when John the Evangelist had me doing laps. Oh well, it felt good.

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

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

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

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

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

So sexy in their stringent body causa with their besotted bodies underneath. I had been thinking about them in my most informal private moments since the 1st training session.

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

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

And I was improving with my swimming because I tried so hard to delight can. It was hero-worship I suppose. I called house to let them lie with I 'd be doing redundant training and john drove us to his house.

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

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you keep a secret ? ``

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

'' hope ? ``

'' Promise. What is it ? ``

He smiled a wicked grinning. `` A movie I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for media studies stratum. I expected it to be square but lav seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

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

We went to his room 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 John 's girlfriend for a few months.

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

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

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

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't mind ? ``

'' She wo n't know. You promised, think back ? ``

I turned back and watched Suzie get bare and lay back on trick 's bed.

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

'' Suzie 's jolly dirty ! ``

'' Hey that 's my girlfriend you 're dissing ! '' he laughed `` Yeah she 's a have a go at it adulteress. She 'll fuck anyone. ``

I watched as Suzie 's fingers rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her clitoris. I watched as her fingerbreadth went between the brim of her pussycat. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her fingerbreadth going into her cunt. I could see the glistening succus on her fingers. Then she took those fingers and put them in her back talk, sucking them. Tasting herself.

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

The photographic camera moved around a lot. The camera operator was climbing up onto the bed. He angled down and I watched the sieve as a hard cock went to Suzie 's twat and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took control of the camera and now the Angle was from her percentage point of eyeshot. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's nerve for the first time.

whoremonger 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 cherubic nipple. And ... scene.

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

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

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a girl who gave me hand-jobs and let me feel 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 display for you. Now let 's get shaving. '' he smiled.

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

'' cum on, let 's get the terminal of your hair off. ``

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

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

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

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

'' John the Divine ... ''

'' Sorry. I do n't live .. ''

He went to his genu and his hands went to my legs. The soap made it slowly for him to happen the few stray hairsbreadth and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me steamy. I was ready to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John. ``

But then John the Divine asked `` what about the remainder ? ``

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

'' You know. ``

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

'' I 'll do it at habitation, John. ``

'' I could do it for you, nightstick. I could shave your pubic haircloth off for you. I do n't take care. ``

Later, I 'd regret not accepting his offer, but I had n't had time to give it any thought.

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

I 'd pretty lots shut him down. I turned off the water and John stood. He was very close. Naked and smooth and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the front of my legal brief. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my back to him to hide my erection. Although he was obviously aware 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 brightness level 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 finger his optic on me as I bent down. Then King John said `` Oh man, bad Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a little harder than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your cheek. It was supposed to be a friendly pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

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

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

'' It 'll have it palpate better. ``

I do n't know 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 legs, covering them with a console salve, from my ankles to the tops of my thighs.

He made me intemperately. My naked grueling stopcock 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 have to wait. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get home plate. He dressed too and force back me.

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

'' Can I tell you a secret, nightstick ? ``

'' Sure. ``

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

'' Sure, St. John. You can rely me. I 'd never assure. ``

'' 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 little girl, Billy. You know that, right ? ``

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

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

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

'' I 'm good-for-naught about earlier. Making you uncomfortable ... ''

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

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

'' No John. I 'm nerveless. ``

We said goodbye 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 the Divine. My hero, privy. And his speck. Feeling his hands on my body. Running up my branch. And his cock. I was thinking about John 's peter. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would experience like. In my paw. In my mouth. Would lav like it if I sucked him off ? Would it please him ?

I wanted to please him.

And I spread my peg 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 minutes I was stroking myself again, feeling my cum smeared all over the length of my peter and onto the fluent balls and the smooth place where a few hours before I had had pubic hair.

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

What would he ingest done ? Would I have wanted him to stop ?

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

persuasion of his hands touching my body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach and lifted my ass up as I stroked my inflexible cock.

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

can. Fucking my ass.

I wanted John. Wanted to please him. feed 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 breeding academic session and he was about to repulse me home I asked him ...

'' lav, do you reckon it 's prison term for another shave ? ``

He understood.

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

'' Will you help me ? ``

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

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

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

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last night. ``

'' So .... ''

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

'' Oh Billy. But you like female child, do n't you ? '' ...

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

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to delight you. ``

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

He put his lips on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

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

I melted in his arm as his knife entered my backtalk. Kissing me punishing and hot.

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

We lay down and I was on my back. I spread my pegleg and can nestled between them. Kissing me.

I felt his cock friction mine through our jeans.

I bent my legs and lifted them up so he was rubbing his cock against the base of my heavily cock and I felt his duration against my ass.

With one hand still holding me, John started trying to pull off my t-shirt.

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

Hard shaft pointing at hard dick, we stood looking at each other and then moved towards each early on the bed.

My hand went to grip his wet penis. Oh Eden. I was stroking him and felt his bridge player on me. We were kneeling, facing each other and our cocks touched.

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

'' Can I suck you, King John ? '' I asked.

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

Leaning over his lap. Holding his hammer in my hand, I lowered my head and took his beautiful phallus into my mouth. It was severe and rubbery and wonderful.

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

With one mitt I gripped the stem of his cock, so it would n't go in too oceanic abyss, with the early hand I caressed and fondled his shine balls.

All the patch, my lips were wrapped around his hard pith, lingua exploring the length, tracing the rim 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 damage, John Lackland ? ``

'' No Billy you 're wonderful. I do n't want to cum in your rima oris 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 table. Found a feeding bottle of lubricant.

'' I want to fuck you, billystick. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

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

I spread my legs. My hard cock was resting up on my belly but my hands went to the cheek of my ass and I pulled them apart to show John what I wanted.

I looked up as he stroked lube onto his cock. polishing, gleaming. Slick.

And he bent down and his finger's breadth found my anus. Covering my buttocks with slippery lubricant. Pushing into my ass. Oiling up the walls of my anal possible action. Making me slippery.

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

'' Sorry, nightstick, I do n't want to hurt you. ``

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

I grabbed the backs of my genu 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 mo one now. '' I told him.

Felt a irregular digit going up inside me. Relaxed and began to enjoy it. Really revel it.

can was giving me fantastic esthesis. He made me want him now, not just to give myself to him. I wanted to feel him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' Fuck me John. I want it. ``

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

'' No I want it. I want to experience your tool inside me. ``

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

His cock was fatter than the two finger that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't handle. The minute I felt the head of his cock Menachem Begin to move into me I reached up and put my subdivision around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my lips and push my mouth on his. At the same time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his entire length slip into my bottom.

Oh cloud nine. A mix of pain and X. The XTC won. I moaned.

He thought he was hurting me and tried to pull away but I clung on tight. Shaking my head 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 cock splitting my ass. He broke our kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his wonderful cock deeper into my willing bum.

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

Now I knew what this compaction was. I felt the same way.

'' It 's not love, lav. But no girl will ever be able-bodied to make me feel like this. Your cock is wondrous. ass me whoremonger. Cum in me. ``

He increased his tempo and, since he 'd lowered himself onto me, my cock was being rubbed between our organic structure with each jabbing of his tool up my ass. Inevitably I was close to cumming.

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

'' I 'm close too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my gob. Rubbing my hammer 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 scene out and covered my belly and John 's - all without being touched - my coat of arms were still tightly around his neck.

At the like time I felt him cumming in my ass. Cumming and cumming. I 'd seen John cum before in the movie 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 motility. In perfective tense tune with him. Taking it. Taking his prick. Feeling and loving every bit of his frenzied fucking of my Virgin bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his seeded player into me until I felt it trickling round his shaft and down the whirl and onto his bed.

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

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

'' Oh toilet. That was so dependable. You cock is so good. I love how it feels. I can feel 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 happy for the unit of my Jr 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 stern. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his marvellous personality and our wonderful bond as well as feeling the wonderful maven of having my cock buried in his fantastic ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from sentence to fourth dimension and fuck. I 've never been with any other man. Neither has he. It 's thirty class 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 married woman think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each former 's encephalon out for two Day .