I tried out for the swim squad every year in high-school and made it at the offset of my third-year 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 Individual pastiche requires.

I was the merely Junior there and carriage asked lav, one of the elder, to mentor me. He was really cool and did n't seem to mind hanging with a jr. teammate. He set up a grooming schedule 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 weakened girlfriends in school. I admired him, so I always tried my hard to please him.

I did n't yet have a number one wood 's licence so John usually gave me rides abode after training. One evening we pulled up outside my theater and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and startle out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me straight 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 Amytal. But then I got in and had my repast with the folks and finished my prep and played on the reckoner and did n't think any Sir Thomas More about it.

The side by side workweek, John made a suggestion about improving my times.

'' Have you thought about shaving you body, billy ? Most of the guy wire on the squad do. ``

I knew that top natator shave their hair for the saki of fastness and I 'd noticed in the showers that my teammate did too.

eve their pubic haircloth. They were all polish all over.

But I did n't throw hardly any haircloth on me.

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

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

As usual I wanted to follow his suggestion and realize his approval, so I agreed.

In the shower at home I made tried my best to get off all the hair from my stage and arms. There was no hair on my chest. There was just a footling line of hair from my pubes to my belly button but I did n't rile with that. It was a bit inept to get it all and I missed a few spots.

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

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

'' Oh but I think you missed a pair of piazza. ``

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

I felt my dick Begin to stiffen.

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

Now I was able to feel the H2O across my smooth skin. It was very sensual. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The times were pretty much exactly the same though, when John had me doing circuit. Oh well, it felt good.

We were in his car afterwards and he told me that he 'd aid 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 traffic circle. I always have the place to myself on Tuesdays until at least midnight. ``

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

I was pleased to be able-bodied to spend time alone with John. I 'd thought about when he 'd told me he liked me and realized I had some kind of crush on him. Not like the crush I had on some of the previous girls in the swim team.

So sexy in their tight body suit of clothes with their tight eubstance underneath. I had been thinking about them in my most intimate buck private moments since the first base breeding session.

Or my French teacher ... she was sexy and nice and all the boy in my twelvemonth felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were times she 'd drop something in class and plication over to pick it up ... fuck ... 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 have intercourse it.

But she got the best out of her class. We tried punishing to please her. Or we tried to please her hard.

And I was improving with my swimming because I tried so hard to delight lavatory. It was idolise I suppose. I called household to let them know I 'd be doing spear carrier training and John drove us to his house.

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

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you keep on a privy ? ``

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

'' Promise ? ``

'' promise. What is it ? ``

He smiled a wicked grinning. `` A pic I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for medium subject form. I expected it to be game but whoremonger seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll take in to watch 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 lav 's girlfriend for a few months.

She was a sweet-looking blonde 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 circle and looked up at John.

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

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't heed ? ``

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

I turned back and watched Suzie get defenseless and lay back on whoremonger 's bed.

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

'' Suzie 's reasonably dirty ! ``

'' Hey that 's my girlfriend you 're dissing ! '' he laughed `` Yeah she 's a love slut. She 'll get laid anyone. ``

I watched as Suzie 's fingers rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her clitoris. I watched as her fingers went between the backtalk of her pussy. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her finger's breadth going into her slit. I could see the glistening juices on her finger. Then she took those fingers and put them in her oral fissure, sucking them. Tasting herself.

All the while she was asking ... 'do you like that ? Like my kitty-cat ? You want to taste ? It tastes good .'And then finally ... 'come on, I want your cock'.

The television camera moved around a lot. The cinematographer was climbing up onto the bed. He angled down and I watched the screen as a strong tool went to Suzie 's cunt and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took restraint of the photographic camera and now the angle was from her period of view. I watched as she panned up and I saw lavatory 's grimace for the commencement time.

John was showing me a video of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as privy 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 knocker. And ... scene.

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

'' shtup ! That was hot. You 're so prosperous to sustain a girlfriend to do that with. ``

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a girlfriend who gave me hand-jobs and let me thumb her kitty, and another who had sucked me off.

But neither had let me have a go at it them. I was still a virgin in that department.

'' OK well that was a fiddling display for you. Now let 's get grazing. '' he smiled.

He had his own en retinue and he said he 'd expect in the exhibitioner. Even though we 'd used communal showers at school, it felt odd to get undressed in his bedchamber with him next doorway. I pulled on my speedos, went into the aroused bathroom and stepped into the shower bath. lav was naked in there. I nearly jumped good back out, but he said not to worry, he was just finished shaving himself.

'' come on, let 's get the last of your hair off. ``

I stood under the body of water with my centre closed and felt John soaping my chest.

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

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

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

'' John ... ''

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

He went to his stifle and his workforce went to my ramification. The soap made it easy for him to bump the few stray hair's-breadth and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me invoke. I was ready to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John. ``

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

I looked down at him. `` eternal sleep ? ``

'' You know. ``

His manus reached up and he hooked the front man of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his pecker was semi-hard. My pubes were exposed and the thenar of his script brushed against my own hardening cock. I needed to get out of there.

'' I 'll do it at home, 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 crack, but I had n't had time to give 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 and John stood. He was very close. Naked and fluent and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the front of my brief. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my back to him to hide my erection. Although he was obviously cognisant 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 wee-wee 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 find his eyes on me as I bent down. Then trick said `` Oh man, sorry Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a slight harder than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your nerve. It was supposed to be a well-disposed pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't require to whine about it. Horseplay the exhibitioner was zip 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 freshly shaved legs.

'' It 'll wee-wee it experience 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 exhibitioner. I stood there, letting his helping hand roam all over my legs, covering them with a console unguent, from my ankle joint to the tops of my thighs.

He made me heavy. My bare hard cock was there for him. And he looked at it but never touched it.

Now I wanted him to, or I wanted to touch it myself, but that would suffer to wait. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get home. He dressed too and drove me.

It was hush in the car. I did n't acknowledge what to say and I guess he did n't either. We pulled up and he stopped the car. Like he had the other meter. He turned to me and asked

'' Can I evidence you a secret, truncheon ? ``

'' Sure. ``

'' It 's a really big secret. You have to promise you 'll never assure anyone. ``

'' Sure, King John. You can entrust me. I 'd never state. ``

'' I like you. ``

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

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

'' I like you too, John. ``

'' I like missy, Billy. 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 sorry 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 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 peter. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.

And that should have got been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about John. My hero, John. And his touch. Feeling his mitt on my body. Running up my branch. And his dick. I was thinking about John 's putz. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would finger like. In my mitt. In my mouth. Would John like it if I sucked him off ? Would it please him ?

I wanted to please him.

And I spread my wooden leg 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 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 position where a few hours before I had had pubic hair.

And I was thinking about privy 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 check ?

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

Thought of his bridge player touching my body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach and lifted my ass up as I stroked my rigid cock.

I imagined Saint John watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my peg ... fucking my ass.

John. Fucking my ass.

I wanted John the Divine. Wanted to delight him. Give myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

Next hebdomad came along and on Tuesday as John and I finished up our preparation seance and he was about to drive me rest home I asked him ...

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

He understood.

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

'' Will you serve me ? ``

'' Oh yes, billy club. I would love to. ``

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

'' John I have a mystical for you. ``

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last-place Nox. ``

'' So .... ''

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

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

'' Yes John, like you do. But I like you too, trick. More than just a supporter. ``

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to please you. ``

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

He put his lip on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

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

I melted in his weapon as his tongue entered my mouth. 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 dick friction mine through our jeans.

I bent my legs and lifted them up so he was rubbing his putz against the Qaeda of my difficult cock and I felt his duration against my ass.

With one helping hand still holding me, whoremonger started trying to pull off my t-shirt.

It was never going to turn. We broke free and stood on either side of his bed. Watching each other as we both got naked as quickly as possible.

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

My hand went to grapple his potent extremity. Oh heaven. I was stroking him and felt his hand on me. We were kneeling, facing each early 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 take up you, whoremaster ? '' I asked.

'' Oh god '' he lay back on the bed and I lay down beside him.

Leaning over his lap. Holding his turncock in my hand, I lowered my head and took his beautiful penis into my mouth. It was concentrated and rubbery and wonderful.

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

With one handwriting I gripped the theme of his cock, so it would n't go in too rich, with the other hand I caressed and fondled his smooth balls.

All the while, my backtalk were wrapped around his hard center, tongue exploring the length, tracing the flange of his overeat helmet.

Sucking.

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

'' No billy goat you 're wonderful. I do n't want to cum in your mouth 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 John. Anything. You can do anything. ``

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

'' I want to have it off you, Billy. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, Gospel According to John. I want your cock. I want to ease up my ass to you. ``

I spread my legs. My hard prick was resting up on my belly but my hands went to the cheeks of my ass and I pulled them apart to record can what I wanted.

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

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

Nothing had ever gone into my ass before. His finger felt big, but I liked it. When the indorsement one joined it, I winced a picayune and he pulled out again.

'' Sorry, nightstick, I do n't want to bruise you. ``

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

I grabbed the dorsum of my knee joint and lifted myself further off the bed. Presenting my ass to him. His fingerbreadth went back to my ass, I relaxed. Felt him pushing in and out.

'' Try a second gear one now. '' I told him.

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

Saint John the Apostle was giving me fantastic sensations. He made me want him now, not just to establish myself to him. I wanted to experience him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' shtup me privy. I want it. ``

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

'' No I want it. I want to experience your stopcock 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 cook to require on a cock. He pulled his finger out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thighs. I looked down and watched as he took his unvoiced hawkshaw in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His prick was rich than the two digit that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The minute I felt the caput of his cock Begin to figure me I reached up and put my coat of arms around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my backtalk and weight-lift my sassing on his. At the Lapplander clock time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his entire length shift into my bottom.

Oh cloud nine. A mix of pain and ecstasy. The ecstasy won. I moaned.

He thought he was hurting me and tried to get out 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 cock splitting my ass. He broke our kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his tremendous cock deeper into my willing bum.

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

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

'' It 's not love, John. But no girl will ever be capable to gain me find like this. Your cock is fantastic. piece of tail me John. Cum in me. ``

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

'' You 're going to take me cum, John. You 'll puddle me cum by fucking me. ``

'' I 'm stuffy too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my hole. Rubbing my dick 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 whoremonger 's - all without being touched - my sleeve were still tightly around his neck.

At the same prison term 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 thrust and pushed and huffed and puffed and rammed my ass.

I met his every movement. In perfect melody with him. Taking it. Taking his cock. Feeling and loving every bit of his manic screwing of my Virgo bottom.

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

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

I held him tight. My hands traced up from his neck to hold his head.

'' Oh John. That was so good. You cock is so good. I love how it feels. I can finger 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 glad. ``

And I remained glad 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 terrific personality and our wonderful bond paper as well as feeling the wondrous sensation of having my putz buried in his wonderful ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from time to time and fuck. I 've never been with any other man. Neither has he. It 's thirty years 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 wife think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each other 's mentality out for two solar day .