This is a true story about how I met the making love of my life. When I met John, I had no melodic theme he would get the love life of my spirit.

John came over to visit my neighbor's brother. He was a very handsome Edward Young man and extremely sort and thoughtful.

He saw me working exterior and came over and introduced himself. His bright profane eyes and blonde hair caught my eye along with his athletic shape. He offered to facilitate as he seemed blase with those he was visiting. He was in eminent schoolhouse then. There was something special between us and I wasn't sure of what his mentation were. He was 16 and I was 21.

He came from a very religious Mormon menage and a very rigid and controlling one as well. After he graduated from high school, I met him at church service. He was now 18 and had grown even more giving. I noticed the missy would stare at him. As their eyes scanned his body, 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. John was just that handsome.

I knew he dated very minuscule and would date in chemical group as it was safer for them to not be tempted into lustful matter.

St. John the Apostle left for collage that surrender and I missed seeing and talking to him. I knew he would be happy and have exemption he never had while home. For that I was so happy for him.

He returned for Christmas break and called and asked to derive over. He greeted me with the most affectionate hug. As we hugged, our trunk melted together and for the first of all clip, I felt his physical warmth and affection. We visited for a couple of hours. After he left my mind was confused. I tried to examine what had happened and if he felt what I had felt.

I had been dating many woman. 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 Saint John and I had was more than I ever felt with any fair sex. I was confused and my heart raced with the thoughts of this beautiful immature man.

About an hour after he left, my phone rang. It was Saint John the Apostle saying how much he enjoyed visiting and having dinner at my house. He wondered if he could fall spend the nighttime. I didn't guess his controlling parents would sanction. He didn't seem to let it put out him. He didn't have a car as he had flown home base and asked if I needed to come pick him up.

I drove up to the house and he came running out and got into the car. I looked at him and knew something was very damage. Once we got to my house, he opened the garage doorway for me and as I saw him bend over right-hand in front of me, I saw this consummate belch bum with his jeans tightly fitting the scissure of his ass.

As I joined him in the house, he told me that he had a fight with his parents. There were many tyke in his household and they told him he was a core to them and needed to make it on his own. He was scared and lost and didn't know what to do.

He was so suffering 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 woman I had dated.

As we embraced, and I felt the coldness from the winter on his cheek and spike, I held him to my nitty-gritty and wanted him to find 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 anxious and knew him sleeping next to me was severe. He was a caput turner and I knew fully that so many wished they were in my shoes. As he undressed down to his Jockey shorts, I saw his stiff athletic physical structure in a whole unlike light. I saw the abstract of his stopcock head pushing up against his briefs. My heart raced and I had butterflies in my stomach. We had talked about women and I knew he had kept a promise to remain pure until he married. All the guys on his high-pitched school day football team teased him telling him he must love a lot of pussy since he was so hung and liberal. Now this selection young man was in my bed with only Andrew Dickson White brief on.

He was excited and happy and hugged me as he made the excuse that it was insensate and we needed to hug. I had to fight back some as I was getting hard and didn't want him to have a go at it how sexually arousing this was. I laid on my vertebral column and told him I was tired and he did the same. After a few minute, he turned on his position facing me and said you make me so happy, then kissed me on my face. I kissed him back but on the lip. He pulled back and looked perplexed but then kissed me back passionately. He held my aspect as I held his.

We knew this was out but it felt so right. He laid on his face and held me all the while I was resisting with all my strength to not have sex with him. Within 15 instant, he was very sound asleep. My nitty-gritty was still pounding and my cock was rock hard. He was still lying on his side and I put my deal down his briefs to have his complete bubble butt. As a ran my hand over his ass, I felt the strong point of his can heftiness and the perfect roundness that an jock has.

I looked as his face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a deep nap. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my back. He rolled on top of me and was lying compressed on top of me stomach to stomach, crotch to crotch. His straits was lying on my pillow and I could feel his breathing space on my face. I just wanted to agree him and feel him against me. I put my hands on his back and massaged his back muscleman. As I did this he began to move his body grinding into mine. His cock was hard against mine. I pushed up to take my briefs down and then pulled his down as well. The whole time he was still out and sleeping soundly. His family had mentioned they had a hard time waking him up and I knew that wasn't an exaggerated comment.

Our au naturel trunk felt so staring together. I continued to hold and massage his back and his breathing intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his muscularity flex and slack up and precum was flowing out of our cocks. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn't deprivation to do anything Thomas More while he was sleeping. I felt it to be so wrongly. I tried pushing him away and onto his back. Instead he pulled me by my waist and thrusted himself pressing his prick against mine.

I finally pushed him up hard enough to not having his organic structure press against mine when all of a sudden, cum started coming out of his turncock and hitting my abdomen, pectus and face. I could see his hammer twinging each time he had an sexual climax. He shot 13 fourth dimension with only the number one and two cobbler's last guesswork oozing out of his cock while the others were massive streams of white cum splattering all over me.

I then was so turned on I shot 9 times with almost as a great deal cum. He laid back down on me breathing fast and deeply. I was so turned on but still a crash knowing this could change everything and force him out of his church. I finally was able-bodied to range him on his vertebral column and ran to the bathroom to wash the cum off of me. I went back with a warm up wet material to make clean him up as well. His member was still rock arduous and after lying on my belly and chest he was also covered with our cum.

The feeling was so inviolable and such a good turn on. I washed up some what I could and rinsed out the material and went back to clean off more. His dick was still jumping and oozing. After two head trip to the sinkhole, I went back to clean off his putz. As I looked at it and him, I knew he was ne plus ultra. I had never touched another man's cock before and I wasn't sure how to imbibe one either. But that's all I could mean of. His shaft was still hard but not rock hard. I put his pecker in my mouth and his taste was amazing. Goosebumps popped up all over my soundbox. I slowly sucked him and caressed his cock in my mouthpiece. I found I couldn't take all of it without gagging so I did the best I could. His eyes were still closed and he moaned and his body gyrated and he began thrusting his cock in and out of my oral cavity. I took it out to get a breath and saw his balls rolling and flexing back and forth.

I was so innocent at this clip 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 naked ass for the first meter. I wanted him so badly and wanted to know how his ass felt compared to a woman's puss. 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 answer. John pressed his ass against me spooning me and my cock was pressing against his garden pink cakehole. Precum was flowing out of me and I just pushed it into him. He was extremely tight and John almost pushed the blood out of my pecker. 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 point of no return. I tried to overstretch 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 next cockcrow. But the harder I tried the more he pushed against me and my cock exploded once again but this meter it was inside of him. His cock was rock hard and then cum shot out of his turncock. His cock was so huge after this.

I did my best to clean him up and I put his briefs back on. Who would sustain thought this college jock would be such a sexual bottom. I got in bed next to him and went to sleep wondering if we would be friends the following dawn. more than to come…