I tried out for the swim team every year in high-school and made it at the start of my next-to-last year.

I 'd always been pretty 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 training the someone pastiche requires.

I was the lonesome Junior there and coach asked John, one of the Seniors, to mentor me. He was really cool and did n't appear to take care hanging with a youthful teammate. He set up a training docket for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big improvements under his guidance and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and cool and well-liked. He always had the gelded girlfriends in school. I admired him, so I always tried my hardest to please him.

I did n't yet have a driver 's licence so John usually gave me rides home after training. One eventide we pulled up outside my star sign and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and jump out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

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

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

I opened the car room access 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 male child usually say to each other out of the bluing. But then I got in and had my meal with the common people and finished my preparation and played on the computing machine and did n't retrieve any more about it.

The next hebdomad, John the Divine made a proffer about improving my times.

'' Have you thought about shaving you soundbox, Billy ? Most of the bozo on the team do. ``

I knew that top bather shave their hair for the sake of speed and I 'd noticed in the showers that my teammates did too.

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

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

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

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

As usual I wanted to follow his suggestions and benefit his approval, so I agreed.

In the shower at domicile I made prove my honest to get off all the hair from my legs and arms. There was no hair on my bureau. There was just a little rail line of hairsbreadth from my pubes to my navel but I did n't bother with that. It was a bit clumsy 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.

'' Good job, he-goat. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

'' Oh but I think you missed a couplet of shoes. ``

He knelt down and started running his palms up and down my wooden leg. It felt Wyrd but I liked him touching me.

I felt my cock 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 cooler water helped my swelling penis to shrink back to normal size.

Now I was capable to feel the water across my polish skin. It was very sultry. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The times were pretty lots exactly the same though, when John had me doing lap. 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 kinsfolk think it was weird ? ``

'' There 's nobody there tonight. They go to circle. I always have the situation to myself on Tuesday until at least midnight. ``

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

I was pleased to be able to spend clock time alone with whoremonger. I 'd thought about when he 'd told me he liked me and realized I had some form of jam on him. Not like the crush I had on some of the Old girls in the swimming team.

So sexy in their crocked dead body suit of clothes with their tight bodies underneath. I had been thinking about them in my almost intimate private present moment since the world-class training session.

Or my French teacher ... she was aphrodisiacal and nice and all the boys in my year felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were fourth dimension she 'd drop something in class and bend over to nibble it up ... ass ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boy in class would be fidgeting in their butt to adjust their hardons. No way she did n't cognise it.

But she got the best out of her course of study. We tried hard to delight her. Or we tried to please her hard.

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

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

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you keep a secret ? ``

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

'' promise ? ``

'' promise. What is it ? ``

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

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for media studies class. I expected it to be lame but John seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll have to observe it upstairs on my computing device. ``

We went to his elbow 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 can 's lady friend for a few months.

She was a sweet-looking blond junior 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 same room. John 's sleeping room. And then she started doing a strip-tease. I turned unit of ammunition and looked up at John.

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

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't take care ? ``

'' She wo n't fuck. You promised, commemorate ? ``

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

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

'' Suzie 's pretty dirty ! ``

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

I watched as Suzie 's fingerbreadth rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her button. I watched as her finger's breadth went between the lips of her pussy. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her finger's breadth going into her bitch. I could see the glistening succus on her finger. 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 good .'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 hard peter went to Suzie 's puss and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took control condition of the tv camera and now the slant was from her point of panorama. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's face for the first time.

whoremonger was showing me a television of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as whoremonger 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 gratifying tits. And ... scene.

When the flick ended I just sat there in quiet for a minute.

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

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a girl who gave me hand-jobs and let me finger her snatch, 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 piffling display for you. Now let 's get shaving. '' he smiled.

He had his own en suite and he said he 'd wait in the shower. Even though we 'd used communal rain shower at school, it felt odd to get unclothe in his bedchamber with him next door. I pulled on my speedos, went into the muggy bathroom and stepped into the exhibitor. privy 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 death of your hair off. ``

I stood under the water with my middle closed and felt toilet soaping my chest.

'' There 's nix there, John. '' I said.

'' I know, Billy. I just ... ''

His hands moves over my pectoral muscle. I felt him lallygag on my nipples. It felt overnice, but this was a boy touching me. A boy. Not right.

'' John ... ''

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

He went to his articulatio genus and his hands went to my leg. The soap made it easy for him to recover the few stray hairs and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me perk up. I was prepare to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, King John. ``

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

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

'' You know. ``

His handwriting reached up and he hooked the front of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his cock was semi-hard. My pubic bone were exposed and the medallion of his hired man brushed against my own solidification cock. I needed to get out of there.

'' I 'll do it at home, John the Divine. ``

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

Later, I 'd regret not accepting his pass, but I had n't had time to render it any thought.

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

I 'd pretty much shut him down. I turned off the water supply and St. John stood. He was very close. Naked and smooth out and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the front of my briefs. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my book binding to him to hide my hard-on. 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 take a leak 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 feel his oculus on me as I bent down. Then John said `` Oh man, sorry nightstick. I guess I slapped your ass a lilliputian intemperate than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your face. It was supposed to be a well-disposed pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't desire to whine about it. Horseplay the showers was nada new.

I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was. bathroom took some oil and offered to rub it into my impertinently shaved legs.

'' It 'll earn 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 helping hand roam all over my legs, covering them with a soothing balm, from my ankles to the tops of my thighs.

He made me intemperate. My au naturel arduous putz was there for him. And he looked at it but never touched it.

Now I wanted him to, or I wanted to extend to it myself, but that would throw to look. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get menage. He dressed too and drove me.

It was still 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 promise you 'll never tell anyone. ``

'' Sure, John. You can trust me. I 'd never order. ``

'' I like you. ``

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

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

'' I like you too, John. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No John. I 'm cool. ``

We said cheerio 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 dick. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.

And that should make been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about trick. My hero, St. John. And his touch. Feeling his script on my consistence. Running up my legs. And his hammer. I was thinking about John 's cock. 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 sass. Would John like it if I sucked him off ? Would it delight him ?

I wanted to please him.

And I spread my stage 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 John. Not Suzie. And then I felt ashamed for a while.

I promised myself I would n't do that again. But then within hour I was stroking myself again, feeling my cum smeared all over the duration of my hammer and onto the tranquil balls and the smooth situation 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 stop ?

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

Thought of his hands touching my dead body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach and lifted my ass up as I stroked my inflexible cock.

I imagined John watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my ramification ... fucking my ass.

John. Fucking my ass.

I wanted John the Evangelist. Wanted to please him. chip in myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

Next calendar week came along and on Tues as St. John and I finished up our training session and he was about to drive me home I asked him ...

'' John, do you mean it 's time for another shave ? ``

He understood.

'' Yes, yes, billy goat. It could be. ``

'' will you help oneself me ? ``

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

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

'' Saint John the Apostle I have a secret for you. ``

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved final Night. ``

'' So .... ''

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

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

'' Yes John the Divine, like you do. But I like you too, John the Divine. Thomas More than just a acquaintance. ``

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to please you. ``

He held me in his impregnable 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 admit 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 tongue entered my oral fissure. 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 backbone. I spread my ramification and John nestled between them. Kissing me.

I felt his cock rubbing mine through our jeans.

I bent my leg and lifted them up so he was rubbing his peter against the base of my hard hammer and I felt his duration against my ass.

With one hand still holding me, whoremaster started trying to commit off my t-shirt.

It was never going to mold. We broke disembarrass and stood on either side of his bed. observance each former as we both got naked as quickly as possible.

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

My hand 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 cocks touched.

He took both in his paw 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 manus, I lowered my head and took his beautiful penis into my mouth. It was tough and rubbery and wonderful.

I felt his hand on my chief and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a pace he liked.

With one hand I gripped the base of his cock, so it would n't go in too abstruse, with the former hand I caressed and fondled his smooth balls.

All the while, my rim were wrapped around his hard marrow, tongue exploring the length, tracing the flange of his engorged helmet.

Sucking.

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

'' No Billy you 're wonderful. I do n't want to cum in your mouthpiece though. ``

'' I would n't heed. ``

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 can. Anything. You can do anything. ``

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

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

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, John. I want your pecker. I want to give my ass to you. ``

I spread my legs. My unvoiced cock was resting up on my belly but my hands went to the cheeks of my ass and I pulled them apart to evince John what I wanted.

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

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

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

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

'' It 's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to give my body to you. ``

I grabbed the spine of my articulatio genus 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 instant one now. '' I told him.

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

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

'' shtup me Gospel According to John. I want it. ``

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

'' No I want it. I want to feel your cock inside me. ``

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

His cock was productive than the two finger's breadth that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The moment I felt the head of his cock Menachem Begin to enter me I reached up and put my arms around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my sass and press my mouth on his. At the same time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his intact length berth into my bottom.

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

He thought he was hurting me and tried to deplume away but I clung on tight. Shaking my head 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 hard prick splitting my ass. He broke our kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his grand turncock deeper into my bequeath bum.

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

Now I knew what this crush was. I felt the Saami way.

'' It 's not sleep together, whoremonger. But no girl will ever be able to get me palpate like this. Your cock is wild. Fuck me lavatory. Cum in me. ``

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

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

'' I 'm close up too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my pickle. Rubbing my stopcock 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 shot out and covered my belly and St. John the Apostle 's - all without being touched - my arms were still tightly around his neck.

At the Lapplander meter I felt him cumming in my ass. Cumming and cumming. I 'd seen trick cum before in the flick with Suzie, but this felt like he was cumming twice as long.

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

I met his every movement. In utter tune with him. Taking it. Taking his cock. look and loving every bit of his manic fucking of my Virgo bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his seed into me until I felt it trickling round his spear and down the crack and onto his bed.

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

I held him tight. My paw traced up from his neck to deem his head.

'' Oh John. That was so secure. You cock is so good. I love how it feels. I can feel you in my ass. I can feel 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 bottom. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his wonderful personality and our wondrous bond as well as feeling the grand 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 shag. I 've never been with any other man. Neither has he. It 's XXX days 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 wives think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each former 's nous out for two 24-hour interval .