We have all had showdown that we remember and those we want to forget, however this one has stuck in my mind, even though I have tried to put it out of my mind. I find myself remembering this eventful time and as I slip back to when it all happened, I wish that I could somehow go back and live over the experience, but then I wish again to forget it ever happen.

We have all had encounters that we remember as well as those we want to forget, and this particular one has stuck in my mind, even though I have for so long tried to efface it. However, periodically I find myself remembering this eventful time in my spirit and as I slip back to when it all happened, it becomes as brilliant as if it had just happened. Maybe I wish it would somehow pass off again or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience.

I've always had mix feeling about what happened and when it creeps back into my sentiment, I end up examining what actually took place, and I end up taking myself back to that fateful clip in my life, reliving it. But then I wish to forget it ever happened.

organism I was a fifteen eld old delinquent, skipping year, so I could flow out at the local game room by the high school, I found myself just wanted to be with acquaintance. I was a rather shy young man and even though I had had several young lady Friend over the years, I was still a virgin. Yes, I had mass of opportunity, but never did it until the time when this history takes topographic point. Anyway, I was spending a lot of time at the game room during the day with friends, instead of going to class, and had started to suit in effect admirer with a man that worked there, that I soon discovered was the possessor of the game room. His name was St. John the Apostle and he was probably 10 or 15 years older than I was. He had dark tegument, dark hair, and he was very friendly. Everyone at the school liked hanging out up at the game room during the day and sometime, even into the nighttime, and weekends. There were pinball machines that lined the walls, foosball motorcar in the middle, as well as merchandising records and cassettes.

At first, I really did not subscribe notice of John too much, but I think he must have been watching me and noticing how very much clock time I was spending at the biz elbow room and at some pointedness he must sustain decided to see if he could encourage me to take in a family relationship with him. I had no estimate Gospel According to John was gay but it would soon be quite patent, but at first I thought he was just being friendly and our fundamental interaction were all very innocuous. Conversations were naught more than the casual, `` hi '' as I entered the plot way or me asking for variety to fiddle some of the game. However, it soon progressed to where he would give me justify game on the pinball game machine when I was hanging out there and there were even a pair prison term when the attendants working at the game way started giving me pot and pills.

My friendship with trick grew and soon he was asking me to go out for breakfast and tiffin with him, which at first I was reluctant to do, but eventually he convinced me it would be okay. I actually enjoy skipping grade to hang up out at the game room, even though my grades were hurting, and I did liked the attention John was giving me.

Going out for breakfast or dejeuner, became more and more frequent and our conversations were always devoid, at least on the surface, but I think he was always looking for an opening, a way to sense out the position, and at the same time, trying to work up me up, produce a friendship to where he could hopefully get me to log Z's with him.

There was one particular day that stands out, and when I think about what happened that day, it was a turning point in our well-disposed relationship. We were out for breakfast one day, and our simple conversation turned to a conversation about girls and sex. St. John asked if I had ever been with a girl and at the meter, I had been with several girl, however I had not gone all the way, but I was n't going to secernate him that, so I simply told him, `` Yea. ''

We talked about what colouring material hair we liked, dope, asses, etc., and as we laughed a petty, trick asked me when was the close clip I had sex. I didn't think anything of it at the time and after a myopic pause, I inadvertently let it slip that I had actually never had sex before.

He looked shocked a little and after a intermission he asked, `` Why not ?"

I simply mumbled,"I don't know, I just haven't."

John then said, `` Maybe you like guy cable. ``

I paused and looking over at him, I quickly told him, `` No, I like miss, not guy. ''

He smiled and said, `` Then why have n't you done it yet ? '' and continued by saying,"You're in force looking, I'm surprised."

I told him that I just had n't had the chance. I was embarrassed and as the conversation paused for a little bit he the. asked, `` Do you opine guy cable are attractive ? ''

I quickly said, `` No, '' but John continued the questioning by asking, `` So, you mean when you 're watching a movie and there 's a guy in the movie, you never say to yourself, Hey, he 's skillful looking. ''

I was confused as to why he was asking this stuff and again said, `` No, I never thought that. ``

John chuckled, and realizing the interrogative sentence were overthrow me, he quickly tried to quieten me down by agreeing that he knew I only like daughter. We smiled at each other which kind of put me at ease, however he wasn't done.

As our conversation became more superficial. John must have been looking for an hatchway to continue his agenda to find out if he could somehow sway me to own sex with him. As he continued to look at me, he asked if everything was ok. Looking up, I simply nodded my pass and told him yea.

After a pause, bathroom grinned and quickly said,"I really enjoyed you company,"and told me it was really nice to have someone to talk with.

Agreeing, I nodded my head again, which gave John a little prison term to pull together his idea as he looked for a way to manoeuvre the conversation in a direction that would not only calm my thoughts, but provide him a way to find out if he could somehow get me to go to his apartment.

Saint John the Apostle was trying to steer the conversation, he subtly told me he was sad if I was embarrassed. I nodded my nous and told him it was ok, and as I looked over, can smiled and said, `` skillful, '' and proceeded by again saying that he understood that I only like girls, and as I nodded my straits again.

The conversation again paused, and then John casually said,"The reason I was asking me all that poppycock is because …"and before he could finish up, I looked up at him as he casually reached his hand across the mesa. As we looked at each former, he continued by saying,"I want you to know that I'm bisexual."



looking at at him curiously, I wondering what he meant ; I had never heard that terminal figure before and being I was naive about what he was telling me, the conversation paused again. John the Evangelist then quickly asked if I know what that was.

I simply ball over my brain and told him, `` No, I did n't, '' as I continued to look over at him. He got a big smile and after shifting his position, he seemed to relish in the opportunity to explain.

He started by saying that he was attracted to girls, just like I was and then he continued by telling me that sometimes he found guys attractive too. As he continued to look at me, I was a piffling confused, and after a pause to see my chemical reaction, John Lackland continued to explain that he liked having sex with girl but that sometimes if he found a guy attractive, and they happened to hit it off, he also enjoyed sleeping with cat.

I was shocked, but he needed to go on the conversation, because he had tipped his hand, and as he asked what I thought about it, I didn't know what to say or what to do. I told him that I was n't sure, I was confused and as our conversation paused for a second, I asked myself, `` Why was he telling me this, '' but it would soon become very manifest, but at the same time, John must have sensed the topic was making me uncomfortable.

Our conversation paused yet again, and as he pulled his hired man back off the table and sat up, he knew he needed to quickly tried to transfer the subject or lose the chance. In an endeavour to make it all seem innocent he said, `` I 'm so glad I was able-bodied to recount you that,"and continued by saying,"I really felt I need to differentiate you."

I hesitantly acknowledged him, hoping the conversation was over but John then continued by saying, `` You 've been such a trade good admirer, it's really prissy to be able to hang out with you and talk. ''

It was kind of nice to get a line and I felt more a ease, but John again leaned forward and as I looked up at him he said, `` I got ta tell you, I 'm kinda attracted to you. ``

I was confused, and thought,"Oh my god, what was he saying ?"

John then said, `` I do n't want you to experience uncomfortable, I'm not going to do anything."

He was right, it did work me uncomfortable and when he then said,"I 've even thought about asking you to occur over to my apartment, but I was n't for sure how you 'd take it. ''

A sudden feeling of uneasiness came over me and after another pause, I think he realized he might have gone to far and to fast. I did not know what to do ; this man was my exclusively way back to school and he just told me he was attracted to me.

He again quickly told me not to care, that he wasn't going to do anything, but finished by saying,"Unless you want to."

I was scared, I didn't know what to say and he knew I was scared, but John finished by saying,"That's it, I wanted you to know how he felt, I'm sorry if it upset you."

I was speechless and maybe a little flattered, but I did n't experience what to say. After a few minute of silence, he finished by asking me what I thought. I paused and simply said, `` I do n't sleep with. ``

He soon realized that he might have just lost the opportunity to deliver sex with me and said, `` Come on, let 's go, '' suggesting it was time to go back to the game room.

As we left the eating place and headed back, he pressed the yield a little more by saying, `` I hope you 'll think about it, '' and when I didn't reply he said,"You know, you have been such a good protagonist, I really want to give you something."

I again did n't screw what to say, but he continued by mentioning he would get me a girl, ease up me money, anything I wanted. John was n't going to let it alone, and the thought of having sex with him scared me but I again said, `` I do n't roll in the hay. ''

I felt uncomfortable with the thought of being lonely with him at his apartment, and the rest of the way back to the game room, I was quiet. When we finally pulled into the parking lot, he reached across the fundament touching my leg and again asked me to think about it and to let him know what I would like. I nodded my head and told him that I would guess about it, how could I not, he had just told me he wanted me to come over to his flat, ultimately to experience sex with him, which was n't sit well with me, but of course I did think about it.

A few days later, I did venture back to the game way to hang out with supporter and when he saw me, he approached me and asked if I had thought about his offering. I told him that I had thought about it but I was n't surely about it.

He said, `` Come on, let 's go get something to eat. ``

I felt pressured to go and in the car on our way to the restaurant, he asked what it was that I would really like to take. I told him nothing and he was now in a bad way to get an reply and again asked, `` come on, there has to be something you would really wish to consume. ''

At the restaurant, we did not really talk about much, but I felt that he wanted to continue to determine out what it would take to get me in bed, because he continued to pressure me. Eventually, I told him that I would really care to have a car. He smiled and at that moment, I knew I had just given him the opening he was looking for. Pausing, he asked what kind of car I would like to have. I told him I was n't indisputable, but he needed to get an answer so he kept probing to know what sort. He asked if I liked Camaros, Firebirds, Mustangs, etc. and I told him I really was n't for sure what I wanted, and I think I knew I could n't confide, but he did n't want to fall back this chance to hopefully coerce me to let sex with him.

We left the eating place and as we were driving back to the game room, he said to let him know what sort of car I wanted and he told me he would try to get it for me, whatever kind It was. For some reason I felt OK with this conversation, because naively I thought he had just said he 'd get a car for me, and all I had to do is order him what kind of car I want and he would get it for me, no drawstring attached. However, I was only thinking about having a car, not thinking that I was also giving him the opportunity to possess sex with me, and probably not just once, but many times.

When we pulled into the parking lot, he reminded me to let him love what kind of car I would like, and when I said I would, he immediately asked if I would be able-bodied to tell him tomorrow. I told him I would try and as when we got out of the car and went inside the secret plan elbow room, we went our separate ways.

He had really got me thinking about what sort of car I would like to throw and as I thought about all the different sort of elevator car, one that I kept coming to mind and it was a 1956 Chevy, but what would happen if I actually went through with it and told him ? I was not sure, but the following day when I went over to the secret plan room, there he was and he came up to me and asked if I had made a decision. I was unsure as to how to do, but I said that I had made a decision. He said, `` Great, let 's go for a drive and you can tell me ! '' He was obviously excited as we left in his car and I told him that I would really wish to give a '56 Chevy. He told me that he would start up looking for one. I then told him that I wanted it to be a two room access with a V8 and I would wish it to be midnight blueing. He said he would get right on it.

A few days later, when I was up at the game room, he came up to me and told me he had found the car and said that we should take a drive and lecture about it. I was excited and in the car, he was very near and told me he had seen the car, it was very courteous, all it needed was to be painted, and that I could get it in a workweek or so. Again, I was so excited to see it and drive it, but now he had a interrogative for me.

He said, `` Well, since I found the car, do you think you 'd like to come over to my apartment now. ''

I did not know what to say, and in all actuality, I had to have sex there was a catch to this whole thing. After a short pause he said, `` I 'll tell you what, you come over to my seat with me tomorrow afternoon and try it, if you do n't like it, we can hold back and you can still have the car, what do you say. ''

I wanted the car, but l was n't trusted about going with him because I knew what was going to happen. We returned to the game elbow room and as we parked, he told me to descend by tomorrow and let him know what I want to do. I was so eagre to let a car but worried about what would find at his apartment, but I think in someway I was curious but the turmoil of having the car was overpowering.

The side by side day, I went up to the game room around twelve noon and was anxious about what was going to happen, so I tried to avoid him, but all I could think about was that car he promised and eventually, he came up to me and casually asked, `` How 's it going ? ''

I told everything was OK, and then he asked, `` Are you ready, what do you imagine ? ''

I simply nodded my top dog yes and said, `` Yea. ''

With a grinning, he immediately asked, `` Are you sure ? ''

I told him, `` Yea, '' and as I looked at him, her was more good and as he nodded his brain, he ushered us out to his car.

As we headed off, I was nervous, I didn't know exactly where we were going, but I knew where it was taking me. He must take known I was nervous, because to stop the stress, he asked if I was thirstiness and asked if wanted to get something to eat first.

I said, No, I 'm okay, '' and thought to myself, `` I just want to get it over with. ''

We pulled into an flat complex not far from the school and parked out social movement of an flat, he was excited and said, `` Come on, '' and we went inside.

interior, I could see his flat was modesty furnished, very square away, and as I looked around, I watched as he went over and closed the blinds in the front room. He then said, `` seminal fluid on, '' as he led me down a short hallway, toward what I suspected was his bedroom.

I noticed there was a bathroom in the lobby on the rightfield and across from that there was another bedroom on the left hand with the door cracked give. As we continued down the short hallway, we entered the back bedroom. He told me to go ahead and have a seat, pointing to the bed. I hesitantly moved toward the bed and as I sat down, I immediately noticed it must be a Martin Luther King sizing bed. He closed the door and as I sat down on the end of the bed, and as I watched, he walked over and closing the blinds.

It slowly became a trivial darker in the room now, but there was still a shaving of light that was able to sneak by. As I quickly looked around, I could see the room was very spacious and there was a bathroom toward the back. toilet had walked over to where I was sitting, and as he sat on the border of the bed next to me, I looked away. He then patting me on the thigh and told me to loosen up and said that everything would be all right.

I simply nodded my head in agreement and sheepishly looking at him, and noticed he was smiling. John now stood up and said, `` I'll be right back, why do n't you go ahead and take off your clothes. ''

He had started to take the air toward the bathroom at the back and as he went into the bathroom and closing the door, I sat there for a second. I was confused but finally realized he was probably taking his apparel off in there and that I had better get started undressing too.

I quickly took of my shoes, my shirt, drawers, and my socks, piling them at the end of the bed, but when it came to taking off my underwear, I decided to retain them on for some grounds. Maybe it was because I was flighty or maybe it was an attempt to save some sentience of dignity before I had to give it all up.

It was n't farseeing before I heard the doorway to the bathroom assailable and as I turned, I saw he had opened the door and as he came out I could see he was wearing a foresightful sleeved, button down shirt. I continued to observe curiously hoping to get a glimpse of his stopcock, but as he turned off the privy light and walked toward me, I continued to stare but the shirt he was wearing conveniently covering him and my eyes had n't adjusted to the dark after he turned off the bath light.

As he got closer, I turned my gaze away from him, not wanting him to catch me staring. As he sat succeeding to me again, he put his hired man on my leg. He then moved his manus to my back, and as he started to rub it, he immediately noticed that I still had my underclothes on. whoremaster stopped rubbing my back and asked, `` What 's wrong ? '' obviously referring to me still have my underwear on, and when I replied, `` What ? '' He quickly tried to change the subject by saying, `` Never mind, '' and told me not to worry as he rubbed my backrest briefly.

He obviously knew I was nervous and as he again moved his hand to my leg, I looked down at his hand, Gospel According to John suddenly stood up and told me,"Go ahead and get on the bed."

I was scared and as I slowly started to crawl to the middle of the bed, he told me to move over to the boundary of the bed.

As I did what he told me, he quickly came around the bed and knelt on the trading floor in front of me. He told me to lay on my incline and as he positioned me, he gently started rubbing my stomach, and legs. I was laying, facing the paries with the window, and when he started to sense on my crotch, all I could do was stare at the windowpane. He now spread my ramification slightly and as he bent my top leg, he propped it up at an angle, giving him better accession.

I tried to distance my persuasion from what was going on by focusing on the window and the light that was creeping through. He was rubbing my cock through my underwear and even mouthed my prick through my underwear, and then he pulled my underwear down, exposing my cock. He continued to gently rubbed it for a picayune bit and then he started to tug at my underclothing in an attempt to rent them off. Immediately I realized he was struggling and when he asked me to help him take them off, my thoughts returned to what was actually happening. I quickly sat up, took off my underwear, casting them off the end of the bed, and quickly laid back down as he helped to position me again.

"That 's ripe,"he replied as he went back to fondling my turncock, rubbing it and feeling my chunk. I could tell he was becoming More and more shake, eventually taking my pecker in his backtalk, sucking my hawkshaw. Even though I was n't getting unvoiced for him, because I was distancing my thought, he continued to try everything he could to get me concentrated. Eventually, he stopped and asked, `` Does it palpate ok. ''

This again brought me back to what was actually happening and as he asked me again if it felt expert, he also asked if I could help him. I didn't know what he meant, but realized he was n't going to block until he had gotten me to cum. I nodded my mind and agreed, and as he started to draw my cock again, I tried to decoct as he sucked my cock. I knew I needed to cum so I thought about wanting to cum in his rima oris.

It actually felt trade good in his mouth and I started to get hard as he continued to fellate and stroke my turncock. As he kept stroking my turncock, I was really trying to get into it now. John Lackland occasionally made moaning sounds and as my prick grew harder, I could feel myself about to cum in his mouth.

I still was n't very hard yet so I tried to make back until I was all the way hard, but this caused me to go flaccid again. I told myself that I had to concentrate and that I needed to cum whether I was hard or not.

Soon I was close again, and as I started to move my hips, fucking his oral fissure, I suddenly let it go, cumming in his mouth prematurely. I think surprised him because as soon as my pecker started jerk and cum shot in his mouth, he stopped stroking my cock. It felt beneficial to cum but almost immediately my prick started to go limp as he continued sucking me.

Disappointedly, he took my now limp cock out of his mouth and said, '' Is that it ? ''

I leaned up on my elbow and looking down at him said, `` What ? ''

He quickly replied, `` It 's okay, '' and asked if it felt good.

I simply replied, `` Yea, '' and as I watched him got up off the base, he told me to move to the middle of the bed. I was still unquiet but quickly shifted over to the midriff of the bed, laying there on my belly, he had walked to the end of the bed and as he climbed on the bed, behind me, John said,"Go ahead and get on all quadruplet, like a dog."

As I got on all quartet, John moved up behind me on the bed, and asked me to move up toward the head of the bed some more. As I moved up, he inched closer and open my legs apart with his human knee. I was so spooky as he gently started to rub my back, eventually moving his hand down to rub my ass cheeks back and forth.

John then reached above me, and pulled a pillow out from the covers. As he placed it in strawman of me, he told me to put my head down. I thought he was trying to pee me more comfortable, but as I put my head down on the pillow, I felt my ass spread slightly. I was in such a vulnerable post, especially with him behind me, and when he again started rubbing my ass cheeks back and Forth, he held them apart and said,"You really look tight, '' and then said, `` you 're going to need to relax. ''

I kept my capitulum down, not wanting to know what he was going to do, but as he moved around a little bit, I heard something that sounded like him flipping opened something. As I listened, I sensed it was KY, because I could learn him sloppily smearing it on his cock as he rubbed it.

I was scared, I knew what he was going to do, and when he happened to contact my butthole, I raised up thinking he was trying to put his hammer in me. lav quickly said, `` Relax, it 's just my fingerbreadth. ''

He told me to put my promontory down again and as I did, he started to rub lube on my butthole. It felt kind of just and as I relaxed, he gently pushed his finger in my ass. I again root for away slightly as his finger penetrated me. He again said, `` Relax, '' and told me to save my capitulum down as he continued to thumb my ass.

It felt trade good, but then whoremaster whispered, `` It's really loaded, '' and again told me that I would have to really try to decompress.

He eventually took his finger out and rubbing my ass cheeks again, he asked if I was doing okay. I simply nodded my headway and as he moved closer he asked if I was gear up.

When I replied, `` Yes, '' he told me it might suffer a little at inaugural but told me to decompress. I nodded my head, he slowly pressed the mind of his hard cock against my butthole. It felt okay at first as he slowly trying to labor his putz in me, but all of a sudden the nuisance was excruciating and I quickly rose up and pulled away, causing his cock to slip one's mind out.

He immediately said, `` What 's untimely ? ''

I told it suffering and pausing he told me, `` Ok, you need to really try to slack up more than,"and continued by saying,"The hurting will end, '' but again explained that I needed to slack up.

John now told me to secernate him when it stopped hurting, so he of course could try again. The pain subsided quickly, but I decided to delay him putting his rooster in me as long as potential, hoping he might give up.

After he had asked a couple fourth dimension if I was fix to try again, he finally had waited long enough. John said, `` Ok, let 's try again,"as he repositioned himself behind me.

"I need you to really try to relax more this metre,"He explained,"especially when I am in you. ''

I nodded my headland in accord and after he put more lubricate on my hole, he said,"If it starts to ache, tell me and I'll stop."

Again, I agreed and as he tried to push his cock in my ass, I tried to relax, but immediately it hurt, and I told him to stop as I rose up again. He tried to order me to unstrain as he held my hip, but it was too much. I tried to pull away, but he told me to quit moving, trying to keep his rooster in me. It was too painful, I could n't do it. I reached back and as I tried to tug him to stop, I managed to pull away again, he was visibly pissed him off, and in a frustrated vocalism said, `` cum on, what 's wrongly now. ''

I replied,"It hurt."

lav was annoyed and in a huff said,"You have got to try to relax."

He quickly calmed down, and as he tried to assure me it would be okay, he again told me to assure him when I was ok. lavatory was worried I might ask to bequeath, and yes I didn't want to do it, but I didn't know how to state him and at this item I realized he was n't going to lay off trying until he got to fuck me.

It didn't hurt, instead it was more of an aching, and as he now moved closer and told me again to relax, he slowly tried again to crowd his cock in me. I desperately tried to relax, knowing he wasn't going to terminate trying, but the minute he was in me it started to hurt again. I rose up again, but this sentence he held me by my pelvis with both helping hand this time, not letting me deplume away and said, `` contain ! ``

I again reached back and, tried to crowd him off, telling him it hurt. He told me,"O.K., I'll full point but you need to relax."

He continued to curb me by my hips and after niggling bit, he said, `` If you would just make relaxed, the hurting will go away. ``

privy tried to slowly move his hard putz in and out of me, but it still really hurting and when I asked him to finish, he did but continued to harbour me, not letting his cock slip out. I continued to try to wiggle disengage but he still held me tight and told me to stop.

The pain did subside whenever he would stop but the mo he pushed into me a little the annoyance would returned. After a fiddling bit, he asked if I was ok. It was still hurting but again I knew he was n't going to stop until he had cum, so I needed to try to relax and let him complete. I nodded my head and as he started fucking me again, it hurt but I tried to let him sleep with me.

Soon his body was slapping against my ass as feverishly fucked my sloppy yap. It continued to hurt, but the pain was to a greater extent of an ache now, which was tolerable.

John was trying to forceful moving me back and Forth River, desperately trying to cum in me, which started to hit my hawkshaw get hard.

He was obviously out of breath and seem to have become frustrated for some reason. He then suddenly stopped, and breathing hard he tried to explicate that I need to help too. I didn't understand but he explained that he needed me to move back and forth with him too.

Saint John then said, `` Like this, '' as he grabbed my hips, and slowly started pushing and pulling me back and Forth River, and back and Forth River.

John then said, `` That 's it, keep going. ``

I did what he asked and as he fucked me, I tried to get into it too as his body slapped against my ass again. The pain was gone and as it started to experience good, I could tell it obviously felt good for him too. John then reached around me and started to fondle my unvoiced putz he remarking, `` Yea, that 's it, '' as he continued to fuck me. He eventually quit playing with my cock and as he concentrated on fucking me, I could hear his cock going in and out of me, as his body slapped against me.

I wanted him to cum as his CVA became quicker and more measured, I tried my best to tally his jabbing. It was difficult to keep up and then all of a sudden, he pulled me close, pushing his prick deep in me. It hurt and I tried to pull away, but he held me close. I tried to keep moving like he wanted, but out of breathing space he said, No, do n't move ! ''

He was obviously cumming and as I stopped, I could feel his cock jerking inside me. He was out of intimation and as he hunched over me, he slowly started moving his tool in and out of me. He only did this briefly, but then pushed me categorical on my abdomen and asked if I was okay. When I did n't reply, he slowly lifted off me and pulled his cock out of me saying, `` That really felt good."He gently rubbing my ass cheeks and again asked if I was ok. He had slid off the bed and when I did not say anything, he told me that I should go into the bathroom and uninfected myself.

As I got off the bed, he told me to go use the bathroom in the dorm. Not looking around, I headed toward the sleeping room door to go into the hall and as I left, he made sure to enjoin me to come back when I was finished.

I quickly went into the bathroom and closed the door. I was n't for certain what he meant by cleaning myself, but when I sat on the potty and wiped my ass, I realized there was something there. As I looked at the toilet paper I could see what I suspected was KY and probably his cum. I panicked a little and tried to push out whatever was inside me. I managed to push out something, and when I stood up, looking in the throne, I could see some was floating and some had sunk to the bottom. I knew it must have been a mix of KY and his cum, which scared me a picayune, as I thought to myself, `` What had I allowed him to do. ``

I continued to be scared but knew he was waiting for me to rejoin, I quickly wiped my ass real just, gathering my composure, and went back.

As I entered the sleeping accommodation, I did n't see him immediately but as I moved over to the bed, he approached me and gently guided me to sit down. As we bth sat down, John rubbed my back and asked if I was okay. I nodded my head and as he acknowledged me, he quietly told me to get on the bed again.

I was confused,"What did he want to do,"I thought. As he pushed me to get on the bed, I felt powerless, did he wanted to do it again, I did n't want to do it again, what was I going to do ? As I got on the bed, he told me to get on all fours and I could feel he was climbing on the bed behind me again.

St. John again told me to put my foreland down on the pillow, and as he spread my wooden leg, he dabbed some KY on my butthole, and when he pushed his finger in me again, I knew he wanted to fuck me again..

As he moved closer and told me to relax I thought, `` How was he able to get hard so soon after he had cum just a few minute ago. ''

I did n't want to do it again and decided I would try to tighten my ass so he could n't put his prick in me again, but I could n't cease him. He spread my ass, and as soon as he pressed his unvoiced cock against my hole, it easily slipped into me."What was I going to do ?"I told myself,"I couldn't let him do it again."

I now decided that I would n't help him. He held me by my articulatio coxae and as he pushed against me, his cock went deep in me."Oh my god,"I thought,"he going to fuck me again."

As he started to love me, I didn't move, but he kept trying. Almost immediately he noticed I was n't helping and asked what was wrong ? I said,"I thought we were only going to do it once."

He reached around taking hold of my cock and fondling it said, `` Come on, I thought you liked it."

When I didn't response he immediately said,"Let's do it one to a greater extent time,"but I still did n't say anything.

John Lackland nowrealized he would let to force me to do it, and grabbing my pelvic girdle again he started moving me back and forth, determine to cum again. I continued to not help thinking to myself, `` He had told me we would only do it once."

John continued to forcibly fuck me, thrusting his cock in and out of me desperately trying to cum one more time, but it was n't working. He became noticeably frustrated that I was n't helping, because out of breath he suddenly stopped and hastily took his dick out of me and got off the bed.

I thought to myself, `` What is he doing now ? '' but as he walked toward the bathroom, he said, `` Go use the bathroom and go ahead and get dressed. He quickly went into the lavatory and when he closed the door, I hurried into the hall bathroom. I sat on the gutter briefly and tried again to labor out whatever was in me, cleaned my ass, and hurried back into the sleeping room to get dressed.

As I sat there on the bed getting dressed, he came out, and sat by me as I continued to get dressed. He did n't say anything at initiatory, but then told me how nice it was, and asked if I would like to maybe try it again sometime. I was powerless, he was my ride back to the game room and I did not know what to say. We eventually left the apartment and as we drove he suggested that he adopt me home. I agreed that it was a just mind, I really did n't need to talk to anyone after what just happened.

We did n't talk and I could finger the crack of my ass had become wet and slimy, obviously KY was oozing out as he drove me rest home. At the time all I could think of was wanting to get home base and it wasn't long before he pulled up nominal head of my house. I quickly got out of the car, hurried inside, and went straight to the toilet. I immediately tried again to push out whatever was still inside me but only push out a little more KY and cum. At that point, I decided to aim a shower as I continued to worry about what had happened. He had given me a blowjob, making me cum in his back talk and he did n't use a condom when he fucked me.

A few days later, I returned to the biz room to ask about the car he had promised me and when I asked him about it, he said let 's go for a drive and talk about it. We got in his car and as we drove around he explained that I didn't hold up my side of the passel. I was confused, I thought the deal was to try it and he'd dedicate me the car. He said that the mountain was to sleep with him and that he wanted to do it more than once.

I was confused, I told him that he said he would cave in me the car if I tried it, but he continued by saying that I did not do my percentage so the deal was off.

I was in jounce but after a paused he said, `` Well, if you want to do it again with me, we could consider the deal back on again, but only if we do it again. ''

I did not know what to say. I wanted the car, but did not want to experience sex with him again, it was the fact of the matter. He could tell I was upset and so we went back to the game room. As I got out of the car he said, `` I still do have the car and if you want to try it again, I 'll give you the car. ''

If felt habituate and ended up continue away from the secret plan way for a foresighted prison term, but when I did generate, we were friendly, but it seemed that he was still looking for someway to bear on the relationship, and maybe in a way, I was too. I was conflicted, I didn't know what to do. I wanted the car but I wasn't willing to let him make out me again.

It was nearing summer geological fault now and he must sustain thought he would never have the probability to be with me again, but one day he approached me and subtly mentioned that he was moving closer to where I lived. I knew where the apartments were and when he told me to come by sometime, I was nervous, but singular to see if he had the car over there and so I did end up visiting. I still wanting the car, and hoped he might just establish it to me.

I never realized that he never did get the car and that he actually used me for sex, and maybe abstruse down I did revel it and wanted to ingest sex with him again. However, as soon as I entered his apartment, a tactile sensation of uneasiness came over me ; I could n't stay, I just could n't do it. John tried to convince me to appease for a little bit but I made up an apology that I had to go. I did go over a few other sentence, hoping to get up the nerve or that he would persuade me to get sex with him again, but he never did.

The car never materialized and I never again had sex with him, and much later I did try to touch him, but never did bump him. For a longsighted time, I continued to worry about diseases, even seeing a doctor to take him tick off, but luckily I was okay, and I have wanted to try it again, but again these days, it could have deadly upshot .