When I was 18 I re-call a liaison with man called John at the time he was in his late 50's, he was divorced but in a relationship with a widow woman called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a different class when we in school. Ann didn't fuck very far from me, on a Sabbatum Nox Ann and St. John the Apostle would attend the local anaesthetic working men's clubhouse for dancing and Bingo, it was the Lapp club my parents visited on Saturday dark. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced privy to them and they became friendly when get together at the night club's saltation night.

Sometimes I would bid at the club on Saturday dark and meet my parents to walk abode together, that when I met St. John the Apostle who seem to take a shine to me unknowingly to me at that time. From the time I use excrescence into John regularly became friendly with him, I didn't think much about it at the prison term, but John use to put his hand on my shoulder joint. When touch modality or massage my bottom accidently on design. I didn't object though I must take on I liked it.

Some eve I'd meet whoremaster in town by chance, he'd been drinking all afternoon John was not really fuddle but you could order he was a slightly tipsy. whoremaster invited me to go with him for a crapulence in a nearby pub, with Saint John's persuasive plea I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet, we sat in the nook out of view of the bar there were not many client in pub at that time. King John put his hand on my articulatio genus underneath the table and began questioning me,"Did I like miss, did I have a lady friend ”, then he asked me out of blue"What type of boys underwear did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his intentions where, I didn't take umbrage, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't shock or surprise you john ”, but I like wearing skimpy briefs that resemble a twosome of girls knickers, I love the feel of the fabric and its soft jackanapes, I love the skimpiness and the range of colours. lav seemed captivated by my openness, I knew he wouldn't input about our conversation to my parents, then John asked me would I allow him to see what my knickers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking heavy in panties ”.

"Where shall we go Saint John the Apostle I'm not well-off going to pub's toilets"John said he knew of a place near to my nursing home, it was a derelict barn by some abandoned apportioning. John had given up his flat to go and hold out with Ann and her nestling. We caught the bus that I usually catch home but alighted two stops before where Saint John the Apostle and I normally vacated the bus, John Lackland seemed to be well acquainted with the old barn, He admitted he's fucked Ann there on a few function before he lived with Ann. As we walked to the old b, I became bold and asked John was Ann a good fucking, John uttered my putz isn't enough for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her pussy to be satisfied. So I suck her titmouse, digit her cunt before performing oral exam on her cunt ”. I said `` lav thanks for sharing your confidences with me ”.

When we finally reached the b by walking down an earthy pathway, we entered the barn, we climbed a ravel to take us to the outset floor where an window faced the track we just walked it gave us a estimable lookout locating if soul was approaching, I stood next to the wall and St. John said"Let's see your middling knickers Jay ”, so I undid the belt of my denim then lowered them to my ankle, to bring out skimpy breeches to John, I was wearing a distich of lilac lace panties, within sec of admiring my step-in covered genitals Saint John the Apostle grabbed me and kissed me which led to john giving me a deep French kiss, John's smooching was so enjoyable I didn't want him to turn back, at this point he didn't fondled my panty cover turncock, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my fork, after kissing me for at least 10 ministers constantly, he kissed me all over my aspect, he said"Jay I've really fancied you ever since your parents introduced me ”, Then toilet undid his belt dropped his trouser and underpants ( legal brief flair ).

trick continued to gyrating himself against my cock, although his cock was flaccid, just having a warm eubstance against my cock was really a decent feeling. John suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exclusion, as long as I can continue my bloomers on. In the quoin of the way there were Basel of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped naked, I laid down and John laid on top of me, bathroom returned to kissing to, French kissing me, it was whoremaster's strong point. lav slowly gyrated his body rubbing his cock against my panty covered dick I loved the sensation of having a john's warm body on top of me, I wrapped my branch around his torso, John Lackland exclaimed"I want to hump you, I want to shag you"I asked whoremonger would he mind playing with my panty covered cock, my shaft straining due to the restriction of way of my knee breeches. John moved along incline me so he could kiss and caress me at the Lapplander prison term, by now I was in a heightened of horniness, John then released my cock from my knickers John said"I've waited and longed for this moment ever since I met you ”, John sucked both my nipple, but due to lav's condition after his drinking spree, his shaft stayed flaccid, John said"piece of tail, screwing, fuck, of all the multiplication for my dick not to be set up ”, I let Gospel According to John carry on kissing me and fondling me, he released my cock from my panties and masturbated me slowly, but I was so eff horny, I became despairing with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, bathroom looked into my middle until I eventually ejaculated. Then Saint John the Apostle kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, Saint John explained his fantasies, the first being he wanted me to sleep with him, about 18 years ago when he was young and joined the Merchant naval forces, one eve while he was on night duty with another older Panama hat, they entered into a masturbation school term, but this became a small boring so the other skimmer kissed John the Divine, and asked if John would let himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal retentive sex before, but something inside him made him agree, John knew the act he pulled his trousers down and underpants down, and bent grass over, the former leghorn dropped his pant and position his cock at John's anus, he spat on hired man and stroked his cock, fortunately for some intellect John had some whiter Vaseline in a modest piece of music of John Brown paper, john lubricated his asshole, before the Panama thrust his dick mystifying inside John's bunghole, John experienced excruciating pain in the neck but managed to hold his cry of pain, the sailor fucking whoremaster was too far gone in his avocation of releasing his kindling lading in John asshole to care about John's close asshole. After the sailor eventually shot his cum load inside John anus, John was in pain but he felt it was worth experiencing anal sex with another man. This dick seance continued another 6 metre then the sailor and John were transferred to separate ships. From that day to this day john has never been with another man. But John always longed for another occurrence.
The instant fantasy John the Divine explained he wanted me to bang Ann while he fucked me, do you think Ann would agree, I asked, john said"I believe so ; she acts like a working girl in bed, her cunt is always thirsty, with your young dick getting rock unvoiced quickly you 'll meet her lust.

John then went on to say `` Your don and I converse a lot about cleaning lady 's snatch and shagging them, we comment on some of the women who attend the club 's terpsichore, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's bed wads of women past and award, of course your mother does n't jazz '', the dispute with your Dad 's putz and mine, his cock can reach a full hard-on easily and stay hard longer, mine takes much longer ''.

'' I asked your sire would he get together Ann and me for a three"Knowing my Padre I was not shocked, at what John said, I know he confided in privy about his lust for dissimilar cunts to fuck, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her relationship with John began, I already knew Ann was sexually frustrated since her husband died. Roger and I were friendly in schooling he said he watched through the bedroom keyhole and saw his female parent being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he beware, hell no Roger said.

When trick is alone in the house which is very rarefied social function, because Ann or her children are always around, he puts on a duad of Ann daughter 's knee breeches and masturbates .