I tried out for the swim team every year in high-school and made it at the start of my junior 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 receive because cypher else relished the extra breeding the Individual potpourri requires.

I was the alone Jr there and coach asked John Lackland, one of the senior, to mentor me. He was really cool and did n't seem to mind hanging with a younger teammate. He set up a training schedule for me and we spent a lot of fourth dimension together in the pocket billiards in the evenings.

I was making big melioration under his direction and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and sang-froid and well-liked. He always had the slashed girlfriends in school. I admired him, so I always tried my hardest to delight him.

I did n't yet have a driver 's permit so toilet usually gave me rides place after training. One evening we pulled up outside my house and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and startle out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me uncoiled in the eyes, he said `` I like you, billy club. ``

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

I opened the car threshold and climbed out.

'' See you tomorrow, then. ``

I closed the threshold and he drove away. That was form of odd, I thought. It 's not the kind of thing son usually say to each other out of the blue. But then I got in and had my repast with the folks and finished my homework and played on the figurer and did n't intend any more about it.

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

'' Have you thought about shaving you organic structure, Billy ? nigh of the guys on the team do. ``

I knew that top swimmers shave their hair for the interest of amphetamine and I 'd noticed in the shower bath that my teammates did too.

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

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

'' Do you conceive I need to, St. John ? ``

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

As usual I wanted to follow his hypnotism and gain his approval, so I agreed.

In the exhibitor at place I made try out my best to get off all the hair from my legs and subdivision. There was no hair on my thorax. There was just a slight product line of hair from my pubes to my omphalos but I did n't vex with that. It was a bit awkward to get it all and I missed a few spots.

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

'' near job, billy club. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

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

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

I felt my hammer begin to stiffen.

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

Now I was able to feel the water across my quiet pelt. It was very carnal. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The times were pretty a great deal exactly the Lapp though, when John had me doing overlap. 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 folks think it was eldritch ? ``

'' There 's nonentity there tonight. They go to Rotary. I always have the place to myself on Tues until at least midnight. ``

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

I was pleased to be able to drop time alone with toilet. I 'd thought about when he 'd tell me he liked me and realized I had some kind of crush on him. Not like the puppy love I had on some of the older female child in the swim team.

So sexy in their fast eubstance cause with their tight eubstance underneath. I had been thinking about them in my about versed private minute since the offset education session.

Or my French teacher ... she was aphrodisiacal and nice and all the boys in my yr felt the Lapp way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were times she 'd shed something in class and Bend over to cull it up ... nookie ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boys in class would be fidgeting in their hindquarters to adjust their hardons. No way she did n't know it.

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

And I was improving with my swim because I tried so hard to please privy. It was hero-worship I suppose. I called nursing home to let them know I 'd be doing extra grooming and toilet drove us to his house.

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

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you prevent a secret ? ``

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

'' Promise ? ``

'' Promise. What is it ? ``

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

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for mass medium study year. I expected it to be crippled but St. John seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll induce to learn it upstairs on my computing device. ``

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 lav 's lady friend for a few months.

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

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

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

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't listen ? ``

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

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

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

'' Suzie 's middling dirty ! ``

'' Hey that 's my girlfriend you 're dissing ! '' he laughed `` Yeah she 's a fucking fornicatress. She 'll have sex anyone. ``

I watched as Suzie 's fingers rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her clitoris. I watched as her fingerbreadth went between the lips of her pussy. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her finger's breadth going into her cunt. I could see the glistening succus on her fingers. 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 respectable .'And then finally ... 'come on, I want your cock'.

The camera moved around a lot. The cinematographer was climbing up onto the bed. He angled down and I watched the silver screen as a backbreaking cock went to Suzie 's snatch and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took ascendency of the camera and now the angle was from her period of scene. I watched as she panned up and I saw John Lackland 's facial expression for the maiden time.

John the Evangelist was showing me a TV 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 nipple. And ... scene.

When the pic ended I just sat there in secretiveness for a minute.

'' piece of ass ! That was hot. You 're so favorable 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 twat, and another who had sucked me off.

But neither had let me have it off them. I was still a virgin in that department.

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

He had his own en cortege and he said he 'd waitress in the exhibitor. Even though we 'd used communal showers at schooltime, it felt odd to get ungarbed in his bedchamber with him succeeding room access. I pulled on my speedos, went into the sticky bathroom and stepped into the shower bath. John Lackland 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 hold up of your hair's-breadth off. ``

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

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

'' I know, baton. I just ... ''

His hands moves over my pecs. I felt him linger on my nipples. It felt courteous, but this was a boy touching me. A boy. Not right.

'' John ... ''

'' Sorry. I do n't have a go at it .. ''

He went to his knee and his manus 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 modality made me aroused. I was ready to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, john. ``

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

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

'' You know. ``

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

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

'' I could do it for you, billy. I could plane your pubic hair off for you. I do n't mind. ``

Later, I 'd rue not accepting his whirl, 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 a lot 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 end of my brief. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my vertebral column 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 fix 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 finger his eyes on me as I bent down. Then John said `` Oh man, gloomy Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a little harder than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your nerve. It was supposed to be a favorable pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't require to whine about it. Horseplay the shower was cypher 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 make it feel 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 assuasive salve, from my ankle joint to the top of my thighs.

He made me hard. My naked hard putz 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 get to waitress. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get home plate. He dressed too and drove me.

It was quiet in the car. I did n't recognize 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 tell you a secret, Billy ? ``

'' Sure. ``

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

'' Sure, trick. You can desire me. I 'd never secernate. ``

'' 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 lady friend, he-goat. You know that, right ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No John. I 'm coolheaded. ``

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 hammer. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.

And that should feature been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about john. My champion, lavatory. And his touch. Feeling his helping hand on my body. Running up my leg. And his cock. I was thinking about John 's tool. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would palpate like. In my handwriting. In my lip. Would John 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 privy. Not Suzie. And then I felt ashamed for a while.

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

And I was thinking about King 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 make done ? Would I have wanted him to check ?

I knew I would n't finish him following prison term. I thought of him touching me. Stroking my cock.

Thought of his hands touching my torso. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach and lifted my ass up as I stroked my rigid cock.

I imagined Gospel According to John watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my stage ... fucking my ass.

John. Fucking my ass.

I wanted whoremonger. Wanted to please him. turn over myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

Next hebdomad came along and on Tues as John the Evangelist and I finished up our training academic session and he was about to force me family I asked him ...

'' John, do you remember it 's fourth dimension for another shave ? ``

He understood.

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

'' testament you help me ? ``

'' Oh yes, Billy. I would have a go at it to. ``

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

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

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last-place dark. ``

'' So .... ''

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

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

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

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to delight you. ``

He held me in his inviolable 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 puppy love on him. I wanted him to want me. And he did.

I melted in his arms as his lingua entered my mouth. Kissing me hard and hot.

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

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

I felt his cock rubbing mine through our jeans.

I bent my legs 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 hand still holding me, John started trying to get out off my t-shirt.

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

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

My script went to grapple his stiff member. Oh heaven. I was stroking him and felt his hand on me. We were kneeling, facing each other and our cock touched.

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

'' Can I suck you, John ? '' 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 head and took his beautiful penis into my backtalk. It was hard and rubbery and wonderful.

I felt his hand on my read/write head and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a pace he liked.

With one hand I gripped the infrastructure of his stopcock, so it would n't go in too oceanic abyss, with the former hand I caressed and fondled his quiet balls.

All the while, my lips were wrapped around his hard meat, tongue exploring the distance, tracing the flange of his engorged helmet.

Sucking.

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

'' No baton you 're wonderful. I do n't desire to cum in your sass though. ``

'' I would n't beware. ``

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 Saint John. Anything. You can do anything. ``

He stood and went to his bedside table. Found a bottle of lubricant.

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

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 cheeks of my ass and I pulled them apart to evince can what I wanted.

I looked up as he stroked lube onto his pecker. Shining, gleaming. Slick.

And he bent down and his digit found my anus. Covering my buns with slippery lubricant. Pushing into my ass. Oiling up the walls of my anal orifice. Making me slippery.

nada had ever gone into my ass before. His finger's breadth felt big, but I liked it. When the second one joined it, I winced a little and he pulled out again.

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

'' It 's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to gift my trunk to you. ``

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

'' Try a endorsement one now. '' I told him.

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

St. John the Apostle was giving me fantastic superstar. He made me desire him now, not just to feed myself to him. I wanted to palpate him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' fuck me Saint John the Apostle. I want it. ``

'' You 're for sure ? I do n't desire to bruise you, my darling boy. ``

'' No I want it. I want to finger your prick inside me. ``

I let go of my legs and let them down to the bed, stretching them as far apart as I could. Being a slutty whore fix to accept on a dick. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thigh. I looked down and watched as he took his difficult hawkshaw in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His rooster was fatter than the two fingerbreadth that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't worry. The present moment I felt the point of his cock Menachem Begin to introduce me I reached up and put my weapon around his neck.

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

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

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

I was easily than OK. I was loving it. Knowing I was giving him what he wanted. Loving his hard prick 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 crunch was. I felt the same way.

'' It 's not do it, John. But no girl will ever be able to name me feel like this. Your shaft is fantastic. piece of ass me John. Cum in me. ``

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

'' You 're going to make me cum, John Lackland. You 'll hit me cum by fucking me. ``

'' I 'm last too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my gob. 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 dead reckoning out and covered my abdomen and John Lackland 's - all without being touched - my munition 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 pic 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 drift. In perfect melodic line with him. Taking it. Taking his cock. Feeling and loving every bit of his frenetic fucking of my Virgo bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. blastoff his cum into me until I felt it trickling round his barb and down the cracking and onto his bed.

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

I held him tight. My hands traced up from his neck opening to obligate his head.

'' Oh privy. That was so skilful. You cock is so good. I love how it feels. I can finger you in my ass. I can sense 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 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 keister. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his wonderful personality and our wonderful bond as well as feeling the wonderful sensation of having my prick buried in his rattling ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from time to time and fuck. I 've never been with any other man. Neither has he. It 's 30 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 wife think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each early 's wit out for two daytime .