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

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

Everyone made me welcome because nobody else relished the special training the Individual Medley requires.

I was the simply Junior there and coach asked John, one of the Seniors, to mentor me. He was really cool off and did n't seem to mind hanging with a younger teammate. He set up a grooming agenda for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pond in the evenings.

I was making big betterment under his guidance and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and sang-froid and well-liked. He always had the cutest lady friend in schoolhouse. I admired him, so I always tried my severe to please him.

I did n't yet take a driver 's licence so bathroom usually gave me rides household after training. One even we pulled up outside my house and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and startle out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me straight in the eye, he said `` I like you, billy goat. ``

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

I opened the car room access 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 variety of matter boy usually say to each former out of the blue. But then I got in and had my meal with the folks and finished my preparation and played on the data processor and did n't think any more about it.

The next hebdomad, bathroom made a suggestion about improving my times.

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

I knew that top swimmers shave their hair for the sake of f number and I 'd noticed in the showers that my mate did too.

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

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

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

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

As usual I wanted to conform to his hint and win his approval, so I agreed.

In the cascade at base I made tried my best to get off all the hair from my legs and subdivision. There was no whisker on my chest. There was just a little line of hair from my pubes to my omphalus but I did n't devil 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 again. We got into our speedos and he saw I 'd done as he suggested.

'' salutary job, baton. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

'' Oh but I think you missed a dyad of office. ``

He knelt down and started running his thenar up and down my legs. It felt uncanny but I liked him touching me.

I felt my dick Begin to stiffen.

It was embarrassing and I broke away and quickly turned and jumped into the water so he would n't see. The cooler piss helped my swelling penis to shrink back to rule size.

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

The times were pretty a great deal exactly the like 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 serve get the few remaining hairs off me if I wanted. We could go to his place.

'' Would n't your kinsfolk think it was weird ? ``

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

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

I was pleased to be able-bodied to spend clock time alone with John. I 'd thought about when he 'd told me he liked me and realized I had some kind of crush on him. Not like the crush I had on some of the older young woman in the swimming team.

So sexy in their plastered body suits with their tight torso underneath. I had been thinking about them in my most confidant private present moment since the first education session.

Or my Gallic teacher ... she was sexy and courteous and all the boys in my year felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were metre she 'd overlook something in class and curve over to pick it up ... fuck ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boys in class would be fidgeting in their seating to adjust their hardons. No way she did n't love it.

But she got the skillful out of her class. We tried hard to please her. Or we tried to please her hard.

And I was improving with my swimming because I tried so concentrated to please john. It was idolise I suppose. I called home to let them have it off 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 enigma ? ``

'' Yeah, for you toilet. Absolutely. ``

'' hope ? ``

'' hope. What is it ? ``

He smiled a wicked grin. `` A movie I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for culture medium subject class. I expected it to be lame but King John seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll sustain to watch it upstairs on my computing machine. ``

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 John 's girlfriend for a few months.

She was a sweet-looking blond Jnr and I had the hots for her, so my interest was piqued. She was just walking through the common and smiling at the camera.

Then she was in this same way. John 's bedroom. 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 listen ? ``

'' She wo n't roll in the hay. You promised, commend ? ``

I turned back and watched Suzie get naked and lay back on John 's bed.

She played with her bosom and spread her legs. The photographic camera angle was from the end of the bed looking up between her undecided thighs.

'' Suzie 's jolly dirty ! ``

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

I watched as Suzie 's fingers rubbed her bald pussy and flicked over her clitoris. I watched as her fingers went between the sassing of her puss. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her fingers going into her twat. I could see the glistening juices on her fingers. Then she took those fingers and put them in her lip, sucking them. Tasting herself.

All the while she was asking ... 'do you like that ? Like my puss ? You want to taste ? It tastes unspoilt .'And then finally ... 'come on, I want your cock'.

The camera moved around a lot. The cameraman was climbing up onto the bed. He angled down and I watched the screen as a toilsome cock went to Suzie 's cunt and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took ascendancy of the camera and now the angle was from her tip of sentiment. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's case for the first time.

St. John the Apostle was showing me a video of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as bathroom 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 sweetened tits. And ... scene.

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

'' Fuck ! That was hot. You 're so golden to have got a girlfriend to do that with. ``

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a lady friend who gave me hand-jobs and let me finger her pussy, and another who had sucked me off.

But neither had let me fuck them. I was still a Virgo the Virgin in that department.

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

He had his own en suite and he said he 'd waitress in the exhibitioner. Even though we 'd used communal cascade at school, it felt odd to get undressed in his bedroom with him next door. I pulled on my speedos, went into the muggy bathroom and stepped into the shower. toilet was naked in there. I nearly jumped justly back out, but he said not to vex, he was just finished shaving himself.

'' Come on, let 's get the endure of your fuzz off. ``

I stood under the water with my eyes closed and felt John soaping my chest.

'' There 's nothing there, privy. '' I said.

'' I know, he-goat. I just ... ''

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

'' whoremaster ... ''

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

He went to his knee joint and his hand went to my peg. The max made it leisurely for him to find the few stray hairs and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me aroused. I was gear up to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, can. ``

But then John the Evangelist asked `` what about the balance ? ``

I looked down at him. `` rest period ? ``

'' You know. ``

His mitt reached up and he hooked the social movement of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his hammer was semi-hard. My pubic bone were exposed and the palm of his hand brushed against my own hardening cock. I needed to get out of there.

'' I 'll do it at abode, John. ``

'' I could do it for you, he-goat. I could shave your pubic hair off for you. I do n't beware. ``

Later, I 'd regret not accepting his offer, but I had n't had time to give it any thought.

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

I 'd pretty much shut him down. I turned off the water and John stood. He was very close. Naked and bland and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the front of my briefs. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my dorsum 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 luminance 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 experience his eyes on me as I bent down. Then St. John said `` Oh man, disconsolate baton. I guess I slapped your ass a little harder than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your cheek. It was supposed to be a well-disposed pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't want to whine about it. Horseplay the exhibitioner was nothing new.

I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was. whoremonger took some oil and offered to rub it into my freshly shaved legs.

'' It 'll make it feel better. ``

I do n't know why I let him. He was still trying it on but I felt bad that I 'd criticise him back in the exhibitioner. I stood there, letting his hands roam all over my legs, covering them with a soothing unction, from my ankle joint to the teetotum of my thighs.

He made me severe. My naked hard rooster was there for him. And he looked at it but never touched it.

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

It was quiet in the car. I did n't experience what to say and I guess he did n't either. We pulled up and he stopped the car. Like he had the other metre. He turned to me and asked

'' Can I evidence you a secret, baton ? ``

'' Sure. ``

'' It 's a really big secret. You have to anticipate you 'll never recite anyone. ``

'' Sure, can. You can confide me. I 'd never secernate. ``

'' I like you. ``

'' I know. You told me before. ``

'' No. That 's the secret. I like you. Like ... like. ``

'' I like you too, Saint John the Apostle. ``

'' I like girls, Billy. 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 earlier. Making you uncomfortable ... ''

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

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

'' No whoremaster. I 'm cool. ``

We said good-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 deliver been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about John. My zep, John. And his sense of touch. Feeling his deal on my physical structure. Running up my legs. And his hammer. I was thinking about King John 's cock. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would feel like. In my hand. In my mouth. Would toilet like it if I sucked him off ? Would it please him ?

I wanted to please him.

And I spread my legs as I masturbated. How would it be to lie under him, like Suzie had been ? Would he care 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 transactions I was stroking myself again, feeling my cum smeared all over the length of my cock and onto the smooth balls and the smooth lieu where a few hours before I had had pubic hair.

And I was thinking about John again. And now I was regretting that second when I 'd stopped him from pulling down my speedos in the shower.

What would he make done ? Would I have wanted him to stop ?

I knew I would n't stop him future time. I thought of him touching me. Stroking my cock.

Thought of his hands touching my consistency. Touching my ass. I turned onto my stomach and lifted my ass up as I stroked my unbending cock.

I imagined lavatory watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my pegleg ... fucking my ass.

John. Fucking my ass.

I wanted John. Wanted to please him. give way myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

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

'' John, do you reckon it 's metre for another shave ? ``

He understood.

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

'' will you help me ? ``

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

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

'' Saint John the Apostle I have a secret for you. ``

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved net Nox. ``

'' So .... ''

'' and I have another confidential. I like you. Like ... like. ``

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

'' Yes can, like you do. But I like you too, John. more than just a Friend. ``

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to delight you. ``

He held me in his strong arms. I hugged him back. He leaned his question down to me and I turned my face up to him.

He put his rim on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

Now I could hold it to myself. I had a crunch on him. I wanted him to want me. And he did.

I melted in his arms as his clapper 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 branch and whoremonger nestled between them. Kissing me.

I felt his cock detrition mine through our jeans.

I bent my branch and lifted them up so he was rubbing his cock against the stand of my grueling pecker and I felt his length against my ass.

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

It was never going to operate. We broke free and stood on either side of his bed. Watching each other as we both got naked as quickly as possible.

Hard cock pointing at hard peter, we stood looking at each former and then moved towards each other on the bed.

My hired hand went to transfix his stiff fellow member. Oh heaven. I was stroking him and felt his hand on me. We were kneeling, facing each other and our prick touched.

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

'' Can I suck you, St. John the Apostle ? '' I asked.

'' Oh god '' he lay back on the bed and I lay down beside him.

Leaning over his lap. Holding his pecker in my hired man, I lowered my head teacher and took his beautiful penis into my sass. It was hard and rubbery and wonderful.

I felt his script on my forefront and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a stride he liked.

With one hand I gripped the groundwork of his cock, so it would n't go in too deep, with the other hand I caressed and fondled his legato balls.

All the spell, my rim were wrapped around his hard meat, lingua exploring the duration, tracing the flange of his engorged helmet.

Sucking.

toilet stopped me. Sat up and gently pressed me down onto my back. Now he was looking down at me. `` Is there something incorrectly, St. John the Apostle ? ``

'' No Billy you 're marvellous. I do n't desire to cum in your sassing though. ``

'' I would n't beware. ``

He chuckled ... `` You misunderstand. Did you mean it when you said you want to delight me ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' I could do anything ? ``

Now I understood.

'' Yes John. Anything. You can do anything. ``

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

'' I want to make love you, billystick. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, toilet. I want your cock. I want to give my ass to you. ``

I spread my leg. My hard cock was resting up on my belly but my hands went to the nerve of my ass and I pulled them apart to show toilet what I wanted.

I looked up as he stroked lubricating substance onto his cock. Shining, gleaming. Slick.

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

nada had ever gone into my ass before. His finger felt big, but I liked it. When the second one joined it, I winced a little and he pulled out again.

'' Sorry, truncheon, I do n't require to wound you. ``

'' It 's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to generate my eubstance 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 arcsecond one now. '' I told him.

Felt a secondly digit going up inside me. Relaxed and began to relish it. Really enjoy it.

whoremaster was giving me wonderful adept. He made me want him now, not just to give myself to him. I wanted to feel him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' screwing me John. I want it. ``

'' You 're sure ? I do n't desire to hurt you, my darling boy. ``

'' No I want it. I want to feel your cock inside me. ``

I let go of my wooden leg and let them down to the bed, stretching them as far apart as I could. Being a slutty whore ready to contain on a stopcock. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide second joint. I looked down and watched as he took his unvoiced peter in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His cock was rich than the two fingerbreadth that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The minute I felt the head of his shaft Begin to enter me I reached up and put my coat of arms around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my lips and compact my rima oris on his. At the like time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his full length eluding into my bottom.

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

He thought he was hurting me and tried to perpetrate 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 firmly rooster splitting my ass. He broke our buss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his wonderful shaft deeper into my willing bum.

'' I think I love you, Billy '' he whispered into my ear.

Now I knew what this infatuation was. I felt the Lapplander way.

'' It 's not make love, John. But no little girl will ever be able to make me experience like this. Your cock is tremendous. roll in the hay me bathroom. Cum in me. ``

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

'' You 're going to build me cum, can. You 'll make me cum by fucking me. ``

'' I 'm tightlipped too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my hole. Rubbing my hammer between us.

Faster. Harder. Deeper.

And then I felt him strain 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 injection out and covered my belly and lavatory 's - all without being touched - my arms were still tightly around his neck.

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

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

I met his every bowel movement. In perfect tune with him. Taking it. Taking his rooster. tone and loving every bit of his manic screw of my virgin bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his seed into me until I felt it trickling round his shaft and down the crack 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 deal traced up from his neck to withstand his head.

'' Oh can. That was so thoroughly. You cock is so ripe. I love how it feels. I can feel you in my ass. I can feel 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 well-chosen 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 bottom. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his wonderful personality and our wonderful hamper as well as feeling the wonderful genius of having my stopcock buried in his marvelous ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from time to time and fuck. I 've never been with any former 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 wives think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each other 's brains out for two days .