I didn't know Alan very well really! Ok, he'd been in my year since we
started secondary school at age 11 but we'd never been friends. He was
on the Arts side (languages) and I was on the Science side (Physics). He
was also a keen sportsman. He played in midfield for the school 1st team
at soccer, what today they would call a play-maker. I, on the other
hand, was one of the boys left out when all the teams were selected, as
I was both slight physically and had no aptitude for sports of any sort.
We'd been in the same class from time to time but less frequently as we
got older and as we concentrated on our specific subjects. Also I was
always near the top of the class and he was more midstream. So that was
a difference too.
Physically we were not alike at all. He was of medium height, now at 18
about 5' 10", lightly muscled, with black hair, brown eyes and with a
slight olive tint to his skin. Above all he was elegant, moving with an
easy grace which was a pleasure to watch on the football field. At 18 I
was 5' 6", slender with blonde hair, blue eyes and a pale skin.
So it came as quite a surprise when, in those quiet weeks after we had
finished our 'A' level exams and were preparing for university, he asked
if I would like to come round to his house during the summer holidays. I
was intrigued but as I liked him I said that I would. He seemed slightly
surprised that I said yes and we quickly set a date and said no more
about it.
When the day came I got to his house around 9:30 in the morning. I rang
the doorbell and there he was. I was a bit taken aback that he was still
in his pyjamas.
"Not expecting me then!" I quipped.
He mumbled something in reply and ushered me in looking really
embarrassed. What was going on I wondered, but an idea, an exciting
idea, was forming in my mind. What was clear was that he wasn't going to
take the lead as he could scarcely say a word to me.
"Would you like a drink" he said.
"Sure, some milk would be nice" I replied.
I was sitting in an armchair in his lounge as he brought me the milk and
as he bent down to put the drink down on a table to the side of my chair
his pyjama fly opened slightly and I caught a glimpse of his cock.
Surely that was deliberate I thought and I caught a glimpse of his eyes
watching my eyes. Now I was certain but I knew I had to make it happen.
"Biscuit?" he asked.
"Yes please" I replied.
He walked to me and bent slightly to offer me a biscuit and I reached
with my left hand to take one. His fly was opening again and I thought
"Now or never" and with my right hand I reached into his fly and gently
grasped his cock. He gasped and I felt it stiffen slightly in my hand.
"Is this why you asked me over?" I enquired.
He nodded. I wasn't going to get much chat out of him today!
"Come here then" I said and he moved close to me.
I pulled his cock out of his pyjamas and gently kissed it on the tip. He
shuddered.
I guess it was a strange scene! One young man sitting in a chair with a
biscuit in his left hand and a cock in his right hand pressed to his
lips. The other was standing with a plate of biscuits in his right hand
and with his cock being kissed by the man sitting in front of him.
He had obviously been thinking about this for a long time and I guessed
he was ready to explode. I wasted no time and took his cock into my
mouth holding the base with my hand so that he couldn't thrust into my
throat. After all, if he was going to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste
it! His left hand came down onto the back of my head and he pulled me to
him. I licked and sucked as hard as I could. He moaned and groaned and
then with a shout pumped my mouth full of cum. He had needed that!
I pulled back and looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back as I
licked the last drops of cum from his softening cock. I opened my mouth
so that he could see his cum and he looked at me like the cat who has
got the cream. I decided to show him how far I would go so I brought my
biscuit to my lips and dribbled some cum onto it.
"Yummy, breakfast" I said and proceeded to eat it washing it down with
the milk. He looked at me with increased lust.
"Take your pyjamas off please" I said.
He stripped in silence. God, he was lovely! Not an ounce of fat on him
and a beautiful smooth skin. His bum was gorgeous and I couldn't wait to
get a go at that but I would see how things went.
"Want to take me to bed?" I asked.
"Yes" he replied, a man of few words.
"Lead the way" I said and I followed him up the stairs looking at that
wonderful backside.
His room was small with a single bed which he sat on. I undressed and I
could see the lust in his eyes as my cock sprang out of my pants and he
couldn't take his eyes of my bum. I think I knew how this was going to
go.
"This is your first time?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Shall we suck each other? I enquired.
He nodded again. We lay down in the 69 position and I took his cock into
my mouth where it stiffened. I felt his breath on my cock and I knew he
was summoning up the courage to taste it. I let him take his time and
concentrated on sucking and licking him. I cupped his lovely balls in
one hand and squeezed gently. He was rigid again and then softly, very
softly I felt his tongue brush the tip of my cock. I knew he was tasting
my pre-cum and I let him get on with it. I was having a good time with
his cock. His hand went around my back to pull me towards him but he
didn't take it back. I moved a little so that it was resting on my bum
and he slowly massaged my buttocks as he sucked me. He was so shy so I
rolled over so I was on top of him and spread my legs and now his finger
tips were close to my anus and he rubbed me there. I pushed my bum up at
his fingers so that he knew I liked it and he rubbed a little harder.
"Would you like to fuck me Alan?" I asked.
"Yes" he said with a shudder in his voice.
"We will need some lubrication" I said. "I know" he replied and from a
bedside drawer he produced a ½ pound pack of margarine.
"You are prepared" I laughed and he smiled.
I took some margarine and greased his cock which had swollen size in
anticipation of fucking me. Then I knelt on his bed and reaching behind
me greased my anus to receive him.
"Push the tip in Alan then take it out and put a bit more margarine on
the tip and push it straight back in" I ordered.
He knelt behind me and I felt the tip of his cock on my anus. I pushed
back as he pushed forward and the tip entered me. God that felt good! He
did as I had asked though and he withdrew and then pushed back in and
suddenly he was all the way in, his balls bouncing on my bum.
I screamed "Yes fuck me Alan" and he started to push in and out quickly.
"Slow down I'm not going anywhere" I said and he did, fucking me now
with long slow strokes.
I adjusted my position so that his cock hit my prostate more often and
my own climax started to build. I knew he couldn't hold back for long
and in fact I wanted to cum and to feel his cum in my bum. We were both
moaning now and the tempo built and built until we came simultaneously,
my cum squirting onto the cover of his bed. We collapsed in a heap with
his cock softening now inside me.
After a couple of minutes he pulled out and I was tempted to clean him
up with my mouth but he might have felt that was too much, so I just
told him to go and wash. Whilst he was away, I cleaned myself with a
tissue and mopped my cum off his bed cover.
When he returned I pulled him to me and kissed his cock. I lay on the
bed on my back and told him to kneel over me. I was going to love him
with my mouth. I kissed his cock then licked along its underside, he
stiffened a little. Then I took his balls into my mouth one at a time,
sucking them while teasing them gently with my teeth. Then I moved back
a little and licked him behind his balls. I squirmed out from under him
and pushed him forwards onto his hands. His head turned towards me with
a worried look.
"Don't worry honey I won't do anything you don't want" I said.
It was too early to fuck him, he wasn't ready and anyway I wanted to
taste his lovely bum. I dipped my head and licked his buttocks I ran my
tongue into the cleft of his tight buttocks and he moaned out loud. His
beautiful star-like anus beckoned me and I pushed into it with my
tongue. He tasted great, musky but just as a young man should. I tongue
fucked him and he moaned and groaned as he experienced a man pleasuring
his anus with his tongue for the first time. I reached between his legs
and grasped his cock. It was rigid and ready for action.
Reluctantly I withdrew my tongue and said "Please fuck me again Alan".
I lay on my back and said "From the front this time. I want to watch
your face."
I pulled my legs up as he greased his cock with the margarine. I was
really ready for him this time and he pushed into me easily. His face
was filled with lust as he fucked me slowly this time with long slow
strokes. On one down stroke I reached up and pulled his face down to
mine. I kissed his lips and slowly they opened and our tongues
intertwined. As we kissed I knew I had found my lover for the summer.
- the end -
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