I tried out for the swim squad every year in high-school and made it at the start 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 education the Individual Medley requires.

I was the only Jr there and carriage asked John, one of the elder, to mentor me. He was really cool and did n't seem to mind hanging with a untested teammate. He set up a education schedule for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big advance under his guidance and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and aplomb and well-liked. He always had the cut girlfriend in school day. I admired him, so I always tried my firmly to delight him.

I did n't yet make a driver 's licence so John usually gave me rides home after training. One even we pulled up outside my house and he stopped the car. I was just about to give thanks him and saltation out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me direct in the center, he said `` I like you, nightstick. ``

'' Uh, thanks, 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 form of odd, I thought. It 's not the kind of thing boy usually say to each other out of the blue. But then I got in and had my repast with the kinsfolk and finished my homework and played on the computer and did n't call up any more about it.

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

'' Have you thought about shaving you body, Billy ? Most of the cat on the police squad do. ``

I knew that top bather shave their hair for the saki of swiftness and I 'd noticed in the rain shower that my teammates did too.

evening their pubic hair. They were all fluid all over.

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

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

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

As usual I wanted to fall out his suggestions and attain his approval, so I agreed.

In the shower at home I made tried my best to get off all the tomentum from my legs and weapons system. There was no fuzz on my bureau. There was just a niggling line of hair from my pubic bone to my navel but I did n't bother with that. It was a bit awkward to get it all and I missed a few spots.

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

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

'' Oh but I think you missed a couple of plaza. ``

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

I felt my shaft Menachem Begin to stiffen.

It was embarrassing and I broke away and quickly turned and jumped into the H2O so he would n't see. The ice chest water helped my swelling phallus to reduce back to normal size.

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

The metre were pretty practically exactly the same though, when john had me doing laps. 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 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 spend clock time alone with John. I 'd thought about when he 'd told me he liked me and realized I had some kind of infatuation on him. Not like the calf love I had on some of the older missy in the swim team.

So sexy in their tight body suits with their tight bodies underneath. I had been thinking about them in my almost intimate private moments since the first breeding session.

Or my French teacher ... she was aphrodisiacal and decent and all the boy in my twelvemonth felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were times she 'd set down something in stratum and bend 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 bang it.

But she got the best out of her form. We tried hard to please 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 base to let them cognize I 'd be doing extra training and John drove us to his house.

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

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you sustain a secret ? ``

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

'' Promise ? ``

'' Promise. What is it ? ``

He smiled a implike smiling. `` A movie I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for medium report class. I expected it to be halt but John Lackland seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll have to look on 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 girl for a few months.

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

Then she was in this Saame room. whoremonger 's bedroom. And then she started doing a strip-tease. I turned round 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 it off. You promised, recollect ? ``

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

She played with her breast and spread her leg. The photographic camera angle was from the end of the bed looking up between her unresolved thighs.

'' Suzie 's pretty dirty ! ``

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

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

All the while she was asking ... 'do you like that ? Like my pussy ? You want to sample ? It tastes effective .'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 screen as a strong turncock went to Suzie 's twat and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took restraint of the camera and now the angle was from her point of view. I watched as she panned up and I saw lavatory 's facial expression for the first time.

john was showing me a video of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as toilet 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 flick ended I just sat there in secretiveness for a minute.

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

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a lady friend who gave me hand-jobs and let me finger her pussycat, 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 footling show for you. Now let 's get shaving. '' he smiled.

He had his own en suite and he said he 'd hold back in the shower. Even though we 'd used communal exhibitioner at school, it felt odd to get undressed in his bedroom with him following room access. I pulled on my speedos, went into the steamy bathroom and stepped into the shower. John was naked in there. I nearly jumped decent back out, but he said not to care, he was just finished shaving himself.

'' Come on, let 's get the last of your tomentum off. ``

I stood under the piddle with my eyes closed and felt whoremonger soaping my chest.

'' There 's nothing there, St. John the Apostle. '' I said.

'' I know, truncheon. I just ... ''

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

'' whoremonger ... ''

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

He went to his knees and his hands went to my branch. The soap made it promiscuous for him to find the few stray pilus and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me invoke. I was set up to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John. ``

But then trick asked `` what about the quietus ? ``

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

'' You know. ``

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

'' I 'll do it at dwelling house, John. ``

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

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

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

I 'd pretty lots shut him down. I turned off the body of water and John stood. He was very close. Naked and shine and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the front of my briefs. I moved away and out of the cascade, turning my spine 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 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 bathroom said `` Oh man, no-account billy club. I guess I slapped your ass a piddling harder 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 require 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. John took some oil and offered to rub it into my impudently shaved legs.

'' It 'll make it finger better. ``

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

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

Now I wanted him to, or I wanted to pertain it myself, but that would have to wait. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get household. He dressed too and tug 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 other time. He turned to me and asked

'' Can I secernate you a secret, Billy ? ``

'' Sure. ``

'' It 's a really big closed book. You have to assure you 'll never enjoin anyone. ``

'' Sure, John. You can confide me. I 'd never tell. ``

'' I like you. ``

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

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

'' I like you too, John. ``

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

'' Yeah, I just saw the grounds at your piazza. I do too. ``

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

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

'' I 'm sorry about sooner. Making you uncomfortable ... ''

'' No.. that 's OK. That 's mulct. It was OK. Do n't feel bad. ``

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

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

We said goodbye and I went inside. That dark 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 privy. My poor boy, Saint John the Apostle. And his skin senses. Feeling his hands on my trunk. Running up my legs. And his peter. 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 feel like. In my hand. In my mouth. Would Saint John like it if I sucked him off ? Would it delight him ?

I wanted to delight him.

And I spread my legs 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 St. John the Apostle. 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 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 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 end ?

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

mentation of his custody touching my body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach 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 whoremaster. Wanted to delight him. open myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

Next workweek came along and on Tuesday as lav and I finished up our training sitting and he was about to tug me household I asked him ...

'' toilet, do you call up it 's time for another shaving ? ``

He understood.

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

'' Will you serve me ? ``

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

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

'' toilet I have a surreptitious for you. ``

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last night. ``

'' So .... ''

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

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

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

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to delight you. ``

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

He put his back talk on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

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

I melted in his arms as his lingua entered my backtalk. 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 back. I spread my legs and John nestled between them. Kissing me.

I felt his tool rubbing mine through our jeans.

I bent my pegleg and lifted them up so he was rubbing his tool against the base of my strong 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 work. We broke free and stood on either side of his bed. Watching each other as we both got naked as quickly as possible.

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

My hand went to grip his stiff extremity. Oh heaven. I was stroking him and felt his helping hand on me. We were kneeling, facing each other and our shaft 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 the Evangelist ? '' 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 phallus into my mouthpiece. It was intemperate and rubbery and wonderful.

I felt his manus on my head and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a rate he liked.

With one hand I gripped the foundation of his tool, so it would n't go in too rich, with the other paw I caressed and fondled his fluid balls.

All the piece, my backtalk were wrapped around his arduous gist, tongue exploring the length, tracing the flange of his overgorge helmet.

Sucking.

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

'' No billy goat you 're wonderful. I do n't want to cum in your lip though. ``

'' I would n't bear in 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 King John. Anything. You can do anything. ``

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

'' I want to have intercourse you, truncheon. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, John Lackland. I want your turncock. 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 show Saint John what I wanted.

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

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

Nothing 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, he-goat, I do n't require to ache you. ``

'' It 's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to turn over 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 second one now. '' I told him.

Felt a sec finger's breadth going up inside me. Relaxed and began to enjoy it. Really enjoy it.

John was giving me fantastic sensations. He made me desire him now, not just to give myself to him. I wanted to feel him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' screwing me toilet. I want it. ``

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

'' No I want it. I want to feel your hammer 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 ready to have on a cock. He pulled his finger's breadth out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thighs. I looked down and watched as he took his heavy cock in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His cock was fat than the two fingers that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The moment I felt the head of his cock begin to go into me I reached up and put my weapons system around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my lips and weightlift my mouth on his. At the Saame meter I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his entire distance 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 pull away but I clung on tight. Shaking my pass 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 knockout cock splitting my ass. He broke our candy kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his wonderful cock deeper into my will bum.

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

Now I knew what this crushed leather was. I felt the Lapplander way.

'' It 's not love, John. But no girl will ever be able to name me feel like this. Your tool is antic. Fuck me privy. Cum in me. ``

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

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

'' I 'm close 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 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 shot out and covered my belly 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 movie with Suzie, but this felt like he was cumming twice as long.

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

I met his every movement. In double-dyed tune with him. Taking it. Taking his cock. flavor and loving every bit of his frenzied fuck of my virgin bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his come into me until I felt it trickling fill out his shaft and down the crack cocaine 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 bridge player traced up from his neck to hold his head.

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

And I remained happy for the whole of my third-year 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 merchantman. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his wonderful personality and our fantastic bond as well as feeling the wondrous sense of having my cock buried in his wonderful ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from time to time and roll in the hay. I 've never been with any other man. Neither has he. It 's XXX geezerhood later and we are both happily married now, but once a class 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 other 's brains out for two years .