This is a dead on target story about how I met the dear of my lifetime. When I met King John, I had no idea he would become the honey of my life.

John came over to call in my neighbour's pal. He was a very bountiful youth man and extremely kind and thoughtful.

He saw me working outside and came over and introduced himself. His bright blue eyes and blonde hair caught my eye along with his gymnastic physique. He offered to aid as he seemed blase with those he was visiting. He was in gamy school day then. There was something particular between us and I wasn't sure of what his thoughts were. He was 16 and I was 21.

He came from a very religious Mormon folk and a very strict and controlling one as well. After he graduated from eminent school, I met him at church. He was now 18 and had grown even more freehanded. I noticed the girls would gaze at him. As their center scanned his organic structure, I knew they were dreaming of him without dress 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 little and would escort in groups as it was safer for them to not be tempted into lustful things.

whoremonger left for montage that gloam and I missed seeing and talking to him. I knew he would be felicitous and have freedoms he never had while home. For that I was so gladiola for him.

He returned for Noel break and called and asked to number over. He greeted me with the most fond hug. As we hugged, our physical structure melted together and for the first time, I felt his physical warmth and affection. We visited for a distich of hours. After he left my mind was confused. I tried to psychoanalyze what had happened and if he felt what I had felt.

I had been dating many women. 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 Gospel According to John and I had was more than I ever felt with any woman. I was confused and my core raced with the thoughts of this beautiful young man.

About an 60 minutes after he left, my phone rang. It was Gospel According to John saying how much he enjoyed visiting and having dinner party at my sign of the zodiac. He wondered if he could come spend the Nox. I didn't opine his controlling parents would approve. He didn't seem to let it nettle him. He didn't have a car as he had flown home and asked if I needed to come pick him up.

I drove up to the sign and he came running out and got into the car. I looked at him and knew something was very wrong. Once we got to my star sign, he opened the garage door for me and as I saw him bend over decent in front of me, I saw this double-dyed burble butt with his jeans tightly fitting the crack of his ass.

As I joined him in the star sign, he told me that he had a fight with his parents. There were many children in his family and they told him he was a burden 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 spite 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 char I had dated.

As we embraced, and I felt the coldness from the wintertime on his aspect and auricle, I held him to my kernel and wanted him to find bed 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 nervous and knew him sleeping next to me was unsafe. He was a head Henry Hubert Turner and I knew fully that so many wished they were in my shoes. As he undressed down to his brief, I saw his strong acrobatic body in a altogether different lighting. I saw the outline of his rooster head pushing up against his Jockey shorts. My kernel 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 schooling football team teased him telling him he must savour a lot of twat since he was so give ear and handsome. Now this option young man was in my bed with just white Jockey shorts on.

He was excited and glad and hugged me as he made the excuse that it was cold and we needed to hug. I had to crowd back some as I was getting knockout and didn't want him to make out how sexually arousing this was. I laid on my back and told him I was tired and he did the Saami. After a few minutes, he turned on his side facing me and said you make me so well-chosen, then kissed me on my boldness. I kissed him back but on the sassing. He pulled back and looked perplexed but then kissed me back passionately. He held my side as I held his.

We knew this was taboo but it felt so right. He laid on his side and held me all the spell I was resisting with all my strength to not have sex with him. Within 15 arcminute, he was very well-grounded asleep. My heart was still pounding and my cock was rock hard. He was still lying on his position and I put my hand down his briefs to hold back his perfect bubble tooshie. As a ran my mitt over his ass, I felt the strength of his butt muscles and the arrant embonpoint that an athlete has.

I looked as his face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a thick sopor. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my back. He rolled on top of me and was lying two-dimensional on top of me stomach to stomach, crotch to crotch. His brain was lying on my pillow and I could feel his breath on my face. I just wanted to obligate him and find him against me. I put my helping hand on his backrest and massaged his back muscles. As I did this he began to move his eubstance grinding into mine. His pecker was punishing against mine. I pushed up to subscribe my briefs down and then pulled his down as well. The whole prison term 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 exaggerate comment.

Our au naturel dead body felt so perfect together. I continued to guard and knead his vertebral column and his breathing intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his muscularity flex and relax and precum was flowing out of our stopcock. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn't want to do anything Thomas More while he was sleeping. I felt it to be so wrong. 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 body press against mine when all of a sudden, cum started coming out of his stopcock and hitting my abdomen, chest and face. I could see his pecker twinging each fourth dimension he had an climax. He shot 13 clock time with only the first and two cobbler's last nip oozing out of his stopcock while the others were massive stream of white cum splattering all over me.

I then was so rick on I shot 9 metre with almost as often cum. He laid back down on me breathing fast and deeply. I was so turned on but still a crash knowing this could shift everything and effect him out of his Christian church. I finally was able to roll him on his rachis and ran to the can to wash the cum off of me. I went back with a warm wet cloth to clean house him up as well. His penis was still rock tough and after lying on my stomach and chest he was also covered with our cum.

The smell was so strong and such a round on. I washed up some what I could and rinsed out the textile 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 house off his peter. 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 soak up one either. But that's all I could believe of. His cock was still arduous but not sway hard. I put his stopcock in my mouth and his penchant was amazing. goose pimple popped up all over my body. I slowly sucked him and caressed his putz in my mouth. I found I couldn't take all of it without gagging so I did the outdo I could. His eyes were still closed and he moaned and his body gyrated and he began thrusting his dick 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 metre 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 outset time. I wanted him so badly and wanted to know how his ass felt compared to a cleaning woman's pussy. I laid future to him and held him. Oddly enough, he pressed back against me and loved being held. I said,"John, St. John, are you awaken ?"No answer. Saint John pressed his ass against me spooning me and my cock was pressing against his pink jam. Precum was flowing out of me and I just pushed it into him. He was extremely tight and toilet almost pushed the blood out of my cock. I kept pushing and then his ass started a rhythm method 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 commit 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 first light. But the harder I tried the more he pushed against me and my turncock exploded once again but this time it was inside of him. His cock was rock hard and then cum shot out of his dick. His hammer was so immense after this.

I did my best to strip him up and I put his briefs back on. Who would give thought this college jock would be such a sexual derriere. I got in bed next to him and went to sleep wondering if we would be friends the succeeding morning. More to come…