This is a true story about how I met the beloved of my life. When I met King John, I had no approximation he would get the love of my life.

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

He saw me working extraneous and came over and introduced himself. His bright blue eyes and blond hair caught my eye along with his athletic physique. He offered to help as he seemed drill with those he was visiting. He was in highschool school day then. There was something special between us and I wasn't sure of what his thoughts were. He was 16 and I was 21.

He came from a very spiritual Mormon kinsperson and a very strict 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 handsome. I noticed the girls would stare at him. As their oculus scanned his torso, 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. whoremaster was just that handsome.

I knew he dated very niggling and would date in groups as it was safer for them to not be tempted into lubricious things.

John left for collage that spill and I missed seeing and talking to him. I knew he would be happy and have freedom he never had while menage. For that I was so beaming for him.

He returned for Christmas break of serve and called and asked to come over. He greeted me with the most warm hug. As we hugged, our bodies melted together and for the first fourth dimension, I felt his forcible passion and affection. We visited for a couple of hours. After he left my psyche was confused. I tried to take apart what had happened and if he felt what I had felt.

I had been dating many adult female. There were quite a few who loved me and wanted me as their husband. I loved many of them as well but not as much as they loved me. The embrace John and I had was more than I ever felt with any cleaning woman. I was confused and my sum raced with the intellection of this beautiful young man.

About an hour 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 fare spend the night. I didn't think his controlling parents would sanction. 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 fall picking him up.

I drove up to the theatre and he came running out and got into the car. I looked at him and knew something was very haywire. Once we got to my house, he opened the garage door for me and as I saw him turn over right in front of me, I saw this perfect bubble bottom with his denim tightly fitting the crack of his ass.

As I joined him in the family, he told me that he had a fighting with his parents. There were many kid in his family and they told him he was a burden to them and needed to construct it on his own. He was scared and lost and didn't know what to do.

He was so bruise 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 fair sex I had dated.

As we embraced, and I felt the coolness from the wintertime on his facial expression and auricle, I held him to my sum and wanted him to experience 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 aflutter and knew him sleeping next to me was dangerous. He was a head turner and I knew fully that so many wished they were in my shoes. As he undressed down to his brief, I saw his inviolable athletic consistency in a unit unlike light. I saw the lineation of his cock head pushing up against his briefs. My heart raced and I had butterflies in my stomach. We had talked about fair sex and I knew he had kept a promise to rest sodding until he married. All the guys on his high school football team teased him telling him he must savor a lot of kitty since he was so flow and handsome. Now this selection immature man was in my bed with lonesome White Jockey shorts on.

He was excited and happy and hugged me as he made the excuse that it was cold and we needed to hug. I had to campaign back some as I was getting hard and didn't want him to know how sexually arousing this was. I laid on my spine 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 well-chosen, then kissed me on my cheek. I kissed him back but on the backtalk. He pulled back and looked perplexed but then kissed me back passionately. He held my human face as I held his.

We knew this was taboo but it felt so right. He laid on his English and held me all the piece I was resisting with all my persuasiveness to not ingest sex with him. Within 15 arcminute, he was very sound asleep. My kernel was still pounding and my cock was rock hard. He was still lying on his side and I put my hand down his briefs to keep his perfect gurgle tail. As a ran my deal over his ass, I felt the strength of his butt muscles and the pure rotundity that an athlete has.

I looked as his face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a deep eternal rest. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my back. He rolled on top of me and was lying flat on top of me stomach to digest, crotch to crotch. His head was lying on my pillow and I could palpate his breathing time on my grimace. I just wanted to nurse him and palpate him against me. I put my hand on his back and massaged his back muscleman. As I did this he began to move his body grinding into mine. His dick was hard against mine. I pushed up to bring my briefs down and then pulled his down as well. The all fourth dimension he was still out and sleeping soundly. His family had mentioned they had a laborious fourth dimension waking him up and I knew that wasn't an overdo comment.

Our naked torso felt so consummate together. I continued to support and knead his back and his respiration intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his muscular tissue flex and relax and precum was flowing out of our pecker. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn't need to do anything More while he was sleeping. I felt it to be so improper. 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 torso press against mine when all of a sudden, cum started coming out of his cock and hitting my stomach, chest and face. I could see his stopcock twinging each time he had an orgasm. He shot 13 times with only the 1st and two last shots oozing out of his cock while the others were monolithic streams of Theodore Harold White cum splattering all over me.

I then was so change by reversal on I shot 9 clock time with almost as much cum. He laid back down on me breathing fast and deeply. I was so sour on but still a wreck knowing this could change everything and force him out of his church. I finally was able to roll him on his back and ran to the bathroom to wash the cum off of me. I went back with a lovesome wet textile to clean him up as well. His phallus was still John Rock hard and after lying on my belly and thorax he was also covered with our cum.

The look was so warm and such a spell on. I washed up some what I could and rinsed out the cloth and went back to clean off more. His cock was still jumping and oozing. After two misstep to the sink, I went back to clean off his cock. As I looked at it and him, I knew he was flawlessness. I had never touched another man's shaft before and I wasn't sure how to suck one either. But that's all I could cogitate of. His stopcock was still hard but not rock hard. I put his cock in my mouth and his gustation was amazing. goosebump popped up all over my body. 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 eye were still closed and he moaned and his body gyrated and he began thrusting his stopcock in and out of my sassing. I took it out to get a breath and saw his balls rolling and flexing back and Forth River.

I was so innocent at this time and didn't know much about male to male sex but I knew what I liked. I rolled him to his side and saw his raw ass for the first time. I wanted him so badly and wanted to recognise how his ass felt compared to a woman's slit. 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 result. John pressed his ass against me spooning me and my cock was pressing against his pink fix. Precum was flowing out of me and I just pushed it into him. He was extremely cockeyed and john almost pushed the roue out of my rooster. I kept pushing and then his ass started a rhythm massaging my cock back and Forth.

This was way better than pussy and once again I was at a pointedness of no restoration. I tried to rend 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 future morning. But the harder I tried the more he pushed against me and my stopcock exploded once again but this prison term it was inside of him. His shaft was rock hard and then cum shot out of his rooster. His cock was so vast after this.

I did my best to clean him up and I put his briefs back on. Who would take in thought this college jock would be such a sexual nates. I got in bed next to him and went to slumber wondering if we would be friends the next daybreak. Sir Thomas More to come…