This is a confessedly chronicle about how I met the passion of my animation. When I met John, I had no idea he would become the love of my life.

John came over to visit my neighbour's brother. He was a very handsome young man and extremely form and thoughtful.

He saw me working international and came over and introduced himself. His bright blue devil center and blond pilus caught my eye along with his acrobatic physique. He offered to aid as he seemed blase with those he was visiting. He was in high school then. There was something extra between us and I wasn't sure of what his thoughts were. He was 16 and I was 21.

He came from a very religious Mormon family and a very stern and controlling one as well. After he graduated from high gear school, I met him at church. He was now 18 and had grown even more fine-looking. 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 little and would date in groups as it was safer for them to not be tempted into lustful things.

John left for montage that Fall and I missed seeing and talking to him. I knew he would be happy and have exemption he never had while house. For that I was so glad for him.

He returned for Christmastide break and called and asked to issue forth over. He greeted me with the most lovesome hug. As we hugged, our torso melted together and for the showtime meter, I felt his forcible passion and heart. We visited for a couple of hours. After he left my mind was confused. I tried to psychoanalyse what had happened and if he felt what I had felt.

I had been dating many charwoman. There were quite a few who loved me and wanted me as their husband. I loved many of them as well but not as lots as they loved me. The embrace whoremonger and I had was more than I ever felt with any woman. I was confused and my heart raced with the idea of this beautiful Cy Young man.

About an minute after he left, my phone rang. It was John saying how much he enjoyed visiting and having dinner at my house. He wondered if he could make out drop the nighttime. I didn't believe his controlling parents would approve. He didn't seem to let it bother him. He didn't have a car as he had flown home and asked if I needed to hail pickaxe 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 faulty. Once we got to my family, he opened the garage room access for me and as I saw him bend over right in presence of me, I saw this gross eruct behind with his jeans tightly fitting the crack of his ass.

As I joined him in the mansion, he told me that he had a fighting with his parents. There were many shaver in his family and they told him he was a load 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 hurt 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 woman I had dated.

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

I told him he could sleep with me and he smiled and said OK. I was so queasy and knew him sleeping next to me was dangerous. He was a foreland 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 unit different light. I saw the lineation of his cock head pushing up against his legal brief. My heart raced and I had butterfly stroke in my stomach. We had talked about women and I knew he had kept a promise to remain pure until he married. All the hombre on his high schooltime football game team teased him telling him he must enjoy a lot of cunt since he was so give ear and openhanded. Now this choice Thomas Young man was in my bed with only white briefs on.

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

We knew this was tabu but it felt so right. He laid on his position and held me all the while I was resisting with all my potency to not throw sex with him. Within 15 bit, he was very effectual asleep. My heart was still pounding and my cock was rock intemperately. He was still lying on his slope and I put my helping hand down his briefs to hold his perfect bubble butt. As a ran my hand over his ass, I felt the potency of his butt muscular tissue and the perfect roundness that an athlete has.

I looked as his human face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a late eternal sleep. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my cover. He rolled on top of me and was lying unconditional on top of me stomach to stomach, crotch to crotch. His brain was lying on my pillow and I could feel his breath on my expression. I just wanted to hold him and palpate him against me. I put my hands on his spine and massaged his back heftiness. As I did this he began to incite his organic structure grinding into mine. His cock was heavily against mine. I pushed up to take my briefs down and then pulled his down as well. The whole fourth dimension he was still out and sleeping soundly. His family had mentioned they had a strong metre waking him up and I knew that wasn't an hyperbolize comment.

Our naked soundbox felt so perfect together. I continued to hold and massage his back and his ventilation intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his heftiness flex and unbend and precum was flowing out of our cocks. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn't wishing to do anything to a greater extent 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 insistence against mine when all of a sudden, cum started coming out of his turncock and hitting my venter, bureau and face. I could see his putz twinging each time he had an orgasm. He shot 13 times with only the first and two live on shots oozing out of his rooster while the others were massive streams of ashen cum splattering all over me.

I then was so sprain on I shot 9 times with almost as very much cum. He laid back down on me breathing fast and deeply. I was so become on but still a wreck knowing this could change everything and forcefulness him out of his church. I finally was able to rove him on his back and ran to the lav to wash away the cum off of me. I went back with a warm wet cloth to make clean him up as well. His phallus was still rock strong and after lying on my stomach and thorax he was also covered with our cum.

The olfactory modality was so inviolable and such a turn on. I washed up some what I could and rinsed out the material and went back to clean off more. His dick was still jumping and oozing. After two misstep to the cesspit, I went back to clean off his cock. As I looked at it and him, I knew he was paragon. I had never touched another man's prick before and I wasn't sure how to suck one either. But that's all I could remember of. His cock was still knockout but not rock hard. I put his tool in my oral cavity and his gustatory perception was amazing. goosebump popped up all over my trunk. I slowly sucked him and caressed his cock in my mouth. 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 consistency gyrated and he began thrusting his putz in and out of my oral cavity. I took it out to get a breathing place and saw his ballock rolling and flexing back and forth.

I was so innocent at this meter and didn't know much about male person to male sex but I knew what I liked. I rolled him to his side and saw his naked ass for the get-go time. I wanted him so badly and wanted to know how his ass felt compared to a woman's puss. I laid next to him and held him. Oddly enough, he pressed back against me and loved being held. I said,"John, John, are you awake ?"No resolution. John pressed his ass against me spooning me and my shaft was pressing against his pink hole. Precum was flowing out of me and I just pushed it into him. He was extremely tight and John almost pushed the rake out of my cock. I kept pushing and then his ass started a rhythm massaging my cock back and Forth.

This was way better than puss 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 following morning. But the harder I tried the more he pushed against me and my cock exploded once again but this time it was inside of him. His cock was rock hard and then cum snapshot out of his putz. His prick was so huge after this.

I did my best to clean house him up and I put his briefs back on. Who would hold thought this college jock would be such a intimate bottom. I got in bed next to him and went to sleep wondering if we would be friends the side by side morning. to a greater extent to come…