This is a straight fib about how I met the love life of my life history. When I met whoremonger, I had no mind he would become the love of my life.

King John came over to bring down my neighbor's brother. He was a very well-favored Edward Young man and extremely kind and thoughtful.

He saw me working outside and came over and introduced himself. His bright blue centre and blond hair caught my eye along with his acrobatic build. He offered to assist as he seemed bored with those he was visiting. He was in high school then. There was something exceptional between us and I wasn't sure of what his thoughts were. He was 16 and I was 21.

He came from a very spiritual Latter-Day Saint family and a very strict and controlling one as well. After he graduated from high school day, I met him at church. He was now 18 and had grown even more handsome. I noticed the girls would stare at him. As their eyes scanned his body, I knew they were dreaming of him without clothes and wanting to be with him even though that 's not what they were taught to do. John was just that handsome.

I knew he dated very piddling and would appointment in chemical group as it was safer for them to not be tempted into libidinous things.

John left for montage that surrender and I missed seeing and talking to him. I knew he would be well-chosen and have freedoms he never had while home. For that I was so glad for him.

He returned for Christmas break and called and asked to come over. He greeted me with the most affectionate hug. As we hugged, our torso melted together and for the low time, I felt his physical affectionateness and tenderness. We visited for a couple of hours. After he left my mind was confused. I tried to break down what had happened and if he felt what I had felt.

I had been dating many adult female. There were quite a few who loved me and wanted me as their husband. I loved many of them as well but not as much as they loved me. The embrace John and I had was more than I ever felt with any char. I was confused and my heart raced with the thoughts of this beautiful Loretta Young man.

About an time of day after he left, my phone rang. It was john saying how much he enjoyed visiting and having dinner at my menage. He wondered if he could come spend the night. I didn't think his controlling parents would O.K.. He didn't seem to let it get to him. He didn't have a car as he had flown home and asked if I needed to come in weft him up.

I drove up to the house and he came running out and got into the car. I looked at him and knew something was very amiss. Once we got to my house, he opened the garage door for me and as I saw him bend over right in figurehead of me, I saw this unadulterated bubble ass with his jeans tightly fitting the crack of his ass.

As I joined him in the house, he told me that he had a fight with his parents. There were many tiddler in his family and they told him he was a encumbrance to them and needed to make it on his own. He was scared and lost and didn't know what to do.

He was so trauma and grabbed me and held me to him and sobbed. It was then I knew I loved this man and wanted him more than any womanhood I had dated.

As we embraced, and I felt the coldness from the wintertime on his face and auricle, I held him to my heart and wanted him to feel loved and cherished when he had felt so rejected.

I told him he could slumber with me and he smiled and said OK. I was so nervous and knew him sleeping next to me was dangerous. He was a head food turner and I knew fully that so many wished they were in my shoe. As he undressed down to his briefs, I saw his strong athletic body in a whole unlike light. I saw the outline of his cock head pushing up against his briefs. My heart raced and I had butterflies in my stomach. We had talked about adult female and I knew he had kept a promise to remain pure until he married. All the Guy on his high school football game squad teased him telling him he must enjoy a lot of cunt since he was so flow and handsome. Now this alternative young man was in my bed with only white legal brief on.

He was excited and happy and hugged me as he made the alibi that it was cold and we needed to hug. I had to drive back some as I was getting hard and didn't want him to hump how sexually arousing this was. I laid on my vertebral column and told him I was tired and he did the same. After a few minutes, he turned on his side facing me and said you make me so well-chosen, then kissed me on my cheek. I kissed him back but on the lip. He pulled back and looked perplexed but then kissed me back passionately. He held my typeface as I held his.

We knew this was taboo but it felt so right. He laid on his side and held me all the spell I was resisting with all my strength to not suffer sex with him. Within 15 arcminute, he was very sound asleep. My warmness was still pounding and my tool was rock hard. He was still lying on his slope and I put my handwriting down his briefs to hold his consummate bubble butt. As a ran my hand over his ass, I felt the strength of his butt muscularity and the consummate roundness that an athlete has.

I looked as his face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a recondite quietus. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my back. He rolled on top of me and was lying flat on top of me stomach to stomach, crotch to crotch. His head was lying on my pillow and I could feel his breath on my face. I just wanted to hold him and feel him against me. I put my hands on his back and massaged his back muscles. As I did this he began to move his body grinding into mine. His prick was hard against mine. I pushed up to take my brief down and then pulled his down as well. The whole clip he was still out and sleeping soundly. His kin had mentioned they had a difficult time waking him up and I knew that wasn't an enlarged comment.

Our defenseless bodies felt so perfect together. I continued to maintain and massage his vertebral column and his breathing intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his muscularity flex and relax and precum was flowing out of our cocks. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn't want to do anything more while he was sleeping. I felt it to be so wrong. I tried pushing him away and onto his back. Instead he pulled me by my waist and thrusted himself pressing his cock against mine.

I finally pushed him up hard enough to not having his body press against mine when all of a sudden, cum started coming out of his prick and hitting my abdomen, chest and brass. I could see his putz twinging each time he had an orgasm. He shot 13 metre with only the first and two last shaft oozing out of his cock while the others were monumental streams of Caucasian cum splattering all over me.

I then was so turned on I shot 9 sentence with almost as a lot cum. He laid back down on me breathing fast and deeply. I was so grow on but still a crash knowing this could transfer everything and force him out of his church service. I finally was able to wave him on his cover and ran to the bathroom to wash the cum off of me. I went back with a warm wet cloth to clean house him up as well. His penis was still rock strong and after lying on my tummy and chest he was also covered with our cum.

The scent was so strong and such a play on. I washed up some what I could and rinsed out the cloth and went back to clean house off more. His shaft was still jumping and oozing. After two tripper to the sump, I went back to clean off his cock. As I looked at it and him, I knew he was flawlessness. I had never touched another man's turncock before and I wasn't indisputable how to suck in one either. But that's all I could cerebrate of. His peter was still hard but not rock hard. I put his cock in my lip and his predilection was amazing. Goosebumps popped up all over my body. I slowly sucked him and caressed his cock in my sass. I found I couldn't take all of it without gagging so I did the best I could. His eyes were still closed and he moaned and his consistence gyrated and he began thrusting his stopcock in and out of my rima oris. I took it out to get a breathing time and saw his balls rolling and flexing back and Forth River.

I was so destitute at this metre and didn't know much about male to male sex but I knew what I liked. I rolled him to his face and saw his nude ass for the low gear time. I wanted him so badly and wanted to sleep with how his ass felt compared to a fair sex's pussy. I laid following to him and held him. Oddly enough, he pressed back against me and loved being held. I said,"Saint John, can, are you arouse ?"No solution. John pressed his ass against me spooning me and my pecker was pressing against his pinko hole. Precum was flowing out of me and I just pushed it into him. He was extremely plastered and John almost pushed the blood out of my cock. I kept pushing and then his ass started a round massaging my putz back and Forth River.

This was way better than pussy and once again I was at a point of no return. I tried to pull out as I knew there would be no friendship once I explained what happened. I could just see him wondering why my cum was flowing out of his ass the succeeding dawning. But the harder I tried the more he pushed against me and my hammer exploded once again but this meter it was inside of him. His cock was rock hard and then cum shot out of his dick. His cock was so huge after this.

I did my best to strip him up and I put his brief back on. Who would bear thought this college athletic supporter would be such a sexual bottom. I got in bed next to him and went to catch some Z's wondering if we would be friends the side by side first light. More to come…