I tried out for the swim team every twelvemonth in high-school and made it at the kickoff of my junior year.

I 'd always been pretty fast in all the separatrix and they needed an IM guy so I finally made the squad.

Everyone made me welcome because nonentity else relished the spear carrier training the Individual potpourri requires.

I was the but Jr there and jitney asked John, one of the elder, to mentor me. He was really assuredness and did n't look to mind hanging with a younger teammate. He set up a education schedule for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big improvements under his counsel and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and assuredness and well-liked. He always had the emasculated girlfriend in schooling. I admired him, so I always tried my hardest to delight him.

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

Looking me direct in the eyes, he said `` I like you, Billy. ``

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

I opened the car doorway and climbed out.

'' See you tomorrow, then. ``

I closed the door and he drove away. That was kind of odd, I thought. It 's not the sort of affair boys usually say to each other out of the amobarbital sodium. But then I got in and had my repast with the common people and finished my homework and played on the computer and did n't opine any to a greater extent about it.

The next workweek, John made a proffer about improving my times.

'' Have you thought about shaving you body, Billy ? virtually of the guys on the squad do. ``

I knew that top natator shave their pilus for the sake of upper and I 'd noticed in the cascade that my teammates did too.

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

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

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

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

As common I wanted to follow his prompting and make his approving, so I agreed.

In the shower at abode I made tried my best to get off all the hair from my wooden leg and branch. There was no hair on my chest. There was just a little seam of haircloth from my pubis to my navel but I did n't bother with that. It was a bit awkward to get it all and I missed a few spots.

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

'' unspoilt job, truncheon. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

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

He knelt down and started running his palms up and down my peg. It felt Weird 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 weewee so he would n't see. The cooler water helped my swelling penis to contract back to normal size.

Now I was able-bodied to finger the pee across my smooth skin. It was very animal. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The sentence were pretty lots exactly the same though, when John had me doing laps. 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 folks think it was weird ? ``

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

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

I was pleased to be capable to spend time alone with John. I 'd thought about when he 'd tell apart me he liked me and realized I had some kind of crush on him. Not like the crush I had on some of the old young lady in the swimming team.

So sexy in their tight dead body suit of clothes with their tight bodies underneath. I had been thinking about them in my nearly informal private moments since the first training session.

Or my French teacher ... she was aphrodisiacal and nice and all the son in my year felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were times she 'd drop something in course of study and bend over to find fault it up ... fuck ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boys in family would be fidgeting in their rump to align their hardons. No way she did n't have intercourse it.

But she got the right out of her stratum. We tried hard to please her. Or we tried to please her hard.

And I was improving with my swimming because I tried so hard to please lav. It was worship I suppose. I called domicile to let them know 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 closed book ? ``

'' Yeah, for you St. John the Apostle. Absolutely. ``

'' promise ? ``

'' Promise. What is it ? ``

He smiled a distasteful smile. `` A movie I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

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

'' We 'll make to watch it upstairs on my information processing system. ``

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 lavatory 's girlfriend 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 round and looked up at John.

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

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't bear in mind ? ``

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

I turned back and watched Suzie get naked and lay back on privy '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 open thighs.

'' Suzie 's somewhat dirty ! ``

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

I watched as Suzie 's fingers rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her clit. I watched as her fingers went between the lips of her pussy. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her fingers going into her cunt. I could see the glistening juice on her fingers. Then she took those finger 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 camera operator was climbing up onto the bed. He angled down and I watched the screen door as a hard cock went to Suzie 's cunt and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took control of the camera and now the angle was from her power point of view. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's face for the for the first time time.

trick was showing me a video of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as John pounded Suzie until he was about to cum and then he pulled out and I saw his cum pulsing out of his turncock onto Suzie 's angelic tits. And ... scene.

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

'' Fuck ! That was hot. You 're so lucky to have a girl 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 feel her pussy, and another who had sucked me off.

But neither had let me fuck them. I was still a virgin in that department.

'' OK well that was a slight show for you. Now let 's get shaving. '' he smiled.

He had his own en suite and he said he 'd wait in the exhibitor. Even though we 'd used communal showers at school, it felt odd to get undressed in his sleeping accommodation with him next room access. I pulled on my speedos, went into the steaming bathroom and stepped into the cascade. john was naked in there. I nearly jumped aright back out, but he said not to worry, he was just finished shaving himself.

'' Come on, let 's get the in conclusion of your hair off. ``

I stood under the pee with my oculus closed and felt bathroom soaping my chest.

'' There 's cipher there, St. John the Apostle. '' I said.

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

His hands moves over my pecs. I felt him linger on my nipples. It felt prissy, but this was a boy touching me. A boy. Not right.

'' Gospel According to John ... ''

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

He went to his knee and his hands went to my legs. The soap made it loose for him to find the few stray hair's-breadth and he gently shaved them off. His soupcon made me aroused. I was ready to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John. ``

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

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

'' You know. ``

His bridge player reached up and he hooked the front of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his cock was semi-hard. My pubes were exposed and the ribbon of his hand 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 knock off your pubic hair off for you. I do n't mind. ``

Later, I 'd rue not accepting his whirl, but I had n't had time to impart it any thought.

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

I 'd pretty very much shut him down. I turned off the water and privy stood. He was very close. Naked and liquid and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the front of my briefs. I moved away and out of the rain shower, turning my rear to him to hide my erection. 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 make visible radiation 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 center on me as I bent down. Then John said `` Oh man, sorry Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a piffling harder than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your cheek. It was supposed to be a friendly pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't want to whine about it. Horseplay the showers was nothing 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 establish it experience better. ``

I do n't make love why I let him. He was still trying it on but I felt bad that I 'd pick apart him back in the rain shower. I stood there, letting his hands roam all over my legs, covering them with a soothing ointment, from my ankles to the tops of my thighs.

He made me surd. My nude hard turncock was there for him. And he looked at it but never touched it.

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

It was tranquil in the car. I did n't cognize 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 tell you a secret, baton ? ``

'' Sure. ``

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

'' Sure, King John. You can rely me. I 'd never tell. ``

'' 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 girls, 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 sorry about early. Making you uncomfortable ... ''

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

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

'' No lavatory. I 'm cool. ``

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

And that should have been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about Gospel According to John. My bomber, John. And his tactual sensation. Feeling his hands on my dead body. Running up my wooden leg. And his cock. I was thinking about John 's rooster. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would feel like. In my script. In my sassing. Would can like it if I sucked him off ? Would it delight him ?

I wanted to delight him.

And I spread my legs 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 distance of my prick and onto the smooth balls and the smooth blank space where a few 60 minutes before I had had pubic hair.

And I was thinking about bathroom again. And now I was regretting that bit 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 arrest him next time. I thought of him touching me. Stroking my cock.

persuasion of his manpower touching my body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach and lifted my ass up as I stroked my unbending cock.

I imagined can watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my legs ... fucking my ass.

John. Fucking my ass.

I wanted lav. Wanted to please him. Give myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

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

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

He understood.

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

'' testament you help me ? ``

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

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

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

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last Night. ``

'' So .... ''

'' and I have another hugger-mugger. I like you. Like ... like. ``

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

'' Yes St. John the Apostle, like you do. But I like you too, Saint John. Thomas More than just a friend. ``

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to delight you. ``

He held me in his unattackable blazonry. I hugged him back. He leaned his drumhead down to me and I turned my face up to him.

He put his sassing on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

Now I could take it to myself. I had a compaction on him. I wanted him to require me. And he did.

I melted in his arms 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 prick rubbing mine through our jeans.

I bent my pegleg and lifted them up so he was rubbing his cock against the base of my hard turncock and I felt his length against my ass.

With one bridge player still holding me, King John started trying to pull off my t-shirt.

It was never going to work. We broke absolve and stood on either face of his bed. Watching each former as we both got naked as quickly as possible.

Hard dick pointing at hard dick, we stood looking at each early and then moved towards each early on the bed.

My hand went to grip his stiff member. Oh heaven. I was stroking him and felt his hand on me. We were kneeling, facing each early and our cocks touched.

He took both in his hand and rubbed them together while I held him tightly and we kissed again.

'' Can I nurse you, John ? '' 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 hand, I lowered my head teacher and took his beautiful phallus into my back talk. It was hard and rubbery and wonderful.

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

With one hand I gripped the fundament of his rooster, 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 heavy meat, tongue exploring the length, tracing the flange of his engorged helmet.

Sucking.

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

'' No nightstick you 're rattling. I do n't want to cum in your back talk though. ``

'' I would n't 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 the Divine. Anything. You can do anything. ``

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

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

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, John. I want your cock. I want to kick in my ass to you. ``

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

I looked up as he stroked lubricator onto his putz. polishing, gleaming. Slick.

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

zilch had ever gone into my ass before. His finger's breadth felt big, but I liked it. When the arcsecond one joined it, I winced a picayune and he pulled out again.

'' Sorry, billystick, I do n't desire to hurt you. ``

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

I grabbed the backs of my knees 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 second one now. '' I told him.

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

John was giving me grand sensations. He made me want him now, not just to apply myself to him. I wanted to feel 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 hurt you, my darling boy. ``

'' No I want it. I want to feel your cock 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 gear up to take on a stopcock. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thighs. I looked down and watched as he took his intemperately dick in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His stopcock was fatter than the two digit that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The instant I felt the head of his pecker Begin to accede me I reached up and put my arms around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my lips and weightlift my mouth on his. At the Lapplander time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his total length trip into my bottom.

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

He thought he was hurting me and tried to force 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 stopcock splitting my ass. He broke our buss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his terrific turncock 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 have it away, John. But no lady friend will ever be able-bodied to make me finger like this. Your prick is marvelous. piece of ass me privy. Cum in me. ``

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

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

'' I 'm penny-pinching too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my fix. Rubbing my cock 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 snap out and covered my belly and John 's - all without being touched - my arms were still tightly around his neck.

At the same time I felt him cumming in my ass. Cumming and cumming. I 'd seen lav cum before in the movie with Suzie, but this felt like he was cumming twice as long.

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

I met his every crusade. In perfective tense melody with him. Taking it. Taking his cock. intuitive feeling and loving every bit of his frenzied fucking of my Virgo bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his come into me until I felt it trickling round down his light beam and down the cracking and onto his bed.

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

I held him tight. My work force traced up from his neck to harbor his head.

'' Oh Saint John the Apostle. That was so good. You cock is so unspoilt. I love how it feels. I can palpate you in my ass. I can finger 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 merchant ship. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his wonderful personality and our howling Bond as well as feeling the fantastic sensation of having my prick buried in his wonderful ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from metre to meter and screw. 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 former 's brains out for two days .