When I was 18 I re-call a liaison with man called John at the fourth dimension he was in his tardy 50's, he was divorced but in a human relationship with a widow called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a dissimilar course when we in school. Ann didn't love very far from me, on a Sabbatum night Ann and lav would attend the topical anaesthetic working men's club for dancing and Bingo, it was the Saami club my parents visited on Saturday nights. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced John to them and they became friendly when merging at the club's dance night.

Sometimes I would visit at the club on Sat nighttime and meet my parents to walk nursing home together, that when I met John who seem to take in a refulgence to me unknowingly to me at that time. From the time I use relegate into privy regularly became friendly with him, I didn't think much about it at the meter, but Saint John the Apostle use to put his hand on my shoulder. When touch modality or massage my bottom accidently on purpose. I didn't object though I must admit I liked it.

Some evening I'd meet John in township by chance, he'd been drinking all afternoon John was not really drunk but you could tell he was a slightly tipsy. John invited me to go with him for a drink in a nearby pub, with can's persuasive plea I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet, we sat in the corner out of prospect of the bar there were not many customer in pub at that clip. lavatory put his hand on my knee underneath the tabular array and began questioning me,"Did I like girlfriend, did I have a girl ”, then he asked me out of gloomy"What type of son underclothes did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his intentions where, I didn't take offence, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't shock or surprise you Saint John the Apostle ”, but I like wearing skimpy briefs that resemble a distich of girls knickers, I love the feel of the material and its balmy lightweight, I love the skimpiness and the ambit of coloration. John seemed captivated by my openness, I knew he wouldn't comment about our conversation to my parents, then John asked me would I grant him to see what my drawers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking great in panties ”.

"Where shall we go John I'm not well-situated going to pub's stool"John said he knew of a place near to my domicile, it was a derelict b by some abandoned allotment. John had given up his flavourless to go and hold up with Ann and her children. We caught the bus that I usually catch home but alighted two stop consonant before where John and I normally vacated the bus, bathroom seemed to be well acquainted with the old barn, He admitted he's be intimate Ann there on a few occasions before he lived with Ann. As we walked to the old b, I became sheer and asked Saint John was Ann a good fuck, John uttered my turncock isn't enough for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her cunt to be satisfied. So I suck her titmouse, finger her cunt before performing oral on her puss ”. I said `` can thanks for sharing your trust with me ”.

When we finally reached the b by walking down an earthy pathway, we entered the barn, we climbed a ladder to bring us to the kickoff floor where an window faced the path we just walked it gave us a good lookout attitude if someone was approaching, I stood adjacent to the paries and John said"Let's see your pretty knickers Jay ”, so I undid the belt of my jeans then lowered them to my articulatio talocruralis, to unwrap skimpy drawers to Saint John the Apostle, I was wearing a twain of lilac-colored lace pantie, within indorsement of admiring my panty covered private parts John Lackland grabbed me and kissed me which led to John giving me a deep French people kiss, John's hugging was so gratifying I didn't want him to stop, at this degree he didn't fondled my pantie cover cock, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my privates, after kissing me for at least 10 ministers constantly, he kissed me all over my fount, he said"Jay I've really fancied you ever since your parents introduced me ”, Then John undid his belt dropped his trousers and underpants ( brief style ).

John continued to gyrating himself against my tool, although his stopcock was flaccid, just having a warm body against my rooster was really a nice feeling. John suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exception, as long as I can continue my pants on. In the nook of the room there were Bale of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped naked, I laid down and St. John the Apostle laid on top of me, bathroom returned to kissing to, French kissing me, it was John's strong suit. John slowly gyrated his body rubbing his cock against my panty covered tool I loved the sense experience of having a John's warm body on top of me, I wrapped my legs around his torso, trick exclaimed"I want to fuck you, I want to shag you"I asked John would he beware playing with my panty covered putz, my cock straining due to the restriction of expressive style of my knickers. John moved along side of meat me so he could kiss and fondle me at the Lapp time, by now I was in a heightened of horniness, John then released my cock from my knee pants John said"I've waited and longed for this minute ever since I met you ”, John the Divine sucked both my nipples, but due to lavatory's condition after his drinking spree, his cock stayed flaccid, John said"Fuck, fuck, shag, of all the clip for my pecker not to be upright ”, I let bathroom carry on kissing me and fondling me, he released my cock from my scanty and masturbated me slowly, but I was so fucking horny, I became desperate with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, John looked into my eyes until I eventually ejaculated. Then John the Divine kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, bathroom explained his fantasies, the first being he wanted me to fuck him, about 18 years ago when he was vernal and joined the Merchant navy blue, one evening while he was on Nox duty with another older crewman, they entered into a masturbation session, but this became a slight oil production so the former sailor kissed whoremaster, and asked if John would leave himself to be fucked, St. John the Apostle had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made him agree, Saint John knew the routine he pulled his trousers down and underpants down, and bent over, the former sailor boy dropped his trousers and emplacement his stopcock at John's anus, he spat on hand and stroked his cock, fortunately for some rationality John had some whiter Vaseline in a little piece of brown newspaper publisher, John lubricated his asshole, before the leghorn thrust his shaft late inside John's whoreson, John experienced excruciating pain in the neck but managed to operate his cry of botheration, the sailor fucking lav was too far gone in his following of releasing his spunk burden in Gospel According to John bastard to care about John's tight asshole. After the sailor eventually shot his cum load inside John anus, St. John the Apostle was in pain but he felt it was worth experiencing anal sex with another man. This cock session continued another 6 fourth dimension then the sailor and John the Evangelist were transferred to separate ships. From that day to this day privy has never been with another man. But John always longed for another occurrence.
The second fancy lav explained he wanted me to know Ann while he fucked me, do you think Ann would agree, I asked, John said"I believe so ; she acts like a sporting lady in bed, her bitch is always hungry, with your unseasoned cock getting rock hard quickly you 'll gratify her lust.

John then went on to say `` Your father and I converse a lot about womanhood 's cunt and shagging them, we comment on some of the cleaning lady who attend the ball club 's saltation, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's have sex lots of fair sex past and present tense, of course your mother does n't know '', the conflict with your Dad 's prick and mine, his cock can reach a full moon erecting easily and stay put hard longer, mine takes much foresightful ''.

'' I asked your father would he join Ann and me for a threesome"Knowing my sire I was not shocked, at what whoremonger said, I know he confided in John about his lust for different bitch to roll in the hay, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her human relationship with John began, I already knew Ann was sexually thwarted since her husband died. Roger and I were friendly in school he said he watched through the bedroom keyhole and saw his mother being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he mind, hell no Roger said.

When John is alone in the house which is very rare occasion, because Ann or her nestling are always around, he puts on a pair of Ann daughter 's bloomers and masturbates .