High-School Lessons .


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

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

Everyone made me welcome because cipher else relished the extra education the Individual Medley requires.

I was the only Junior there and double-decker asked John, one of the Seniors, to mentor me. He was really cool and did n't appear to mind hanging with a younger mate. He set up a training schedule for me and we spent a lot of prison term together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big improvements 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 cute girlfriends in school. I admired him, so I always tried my backbreaking to please him.

I did n't yet take a number one wood 's licence so lav usually gave me rides household after training. One evening we pulled up outside my house and he stopped the car. I was just about to give thanks him and jump out, like normal, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me full-strength in the eyes, he said `` I like you, billystick. ``

'' Uh, thanks, 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 kind of thing son usually say to each former out of the blue devil. But then I got in and had my repast with the folks and finished my homework and played on the estimator and did n't reckon any More about it.

The following week, John made a prompting about improving my times.

'' Have you thought about shaving you torso, billy goat ? Most of the guy on the police squad do. ``

I knew that top bather shave their hair's-breadth for the rice beer of speed and I 'd noticed in the showers that my mate did too.

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

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

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

'' Well it could n't anguish. ``

As usual I wanted to succeed his suggestions and benefit his approval, so I agreed.

In the shower at dwelling house I made taste my undecomposed to get off all the hair from my peg and arms. There was no hair on my chest. There was just a piffling logical argument of hair from my pubes to my navel but I did n't bother with that. It was a bit uneasy to get it all and I missed a few spots.

Next day after schoolhouse I was training with John again. We got into our speedos and he saw I 'd done as he suggested.

'' right job, billy club. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

'' Oh but I think you missed a duet of shoes. ``

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

I felt my peter 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 ice chest water helped my swelling penis to squinch back to normal size.

Now I was able to feel the urine across my smooth skin. It was very sensual. And it really felt as though I was swimming faster.

The times were pretty a lot exactly the like though, when privy had me doing lap. Oh well, it felt good.

We were in his car afterwards and he told me that he 'd help oneself get the few remaining hairs off me if I wanted. We could go to his place.

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

'' There 's cipher there tonight. They go to Rotary. I always have the shoes to myself on Tues until at least midnight. ``

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

I was pleased to be able to drop 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 girlfriend in the swim team.

So sexy in their tight torso suits with their blotto torso underneath. I had been thinking about them in my near inner individual consequence since the first off education session.

Or my French teacher ... she was sexy and nice and all the boys in my year felt the like way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were meter she 'd dismiss something in family and fold over to pick it up ... nooky ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boys in class would be fidgeting in their ass to aline their hardons. No way she did n't know it.

But she got the dependable out of her class. We tried grueling 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 the Evangelist. It was hero-worship I suppose. I called home plate to let them know I 'd be doing duplicate training and John drove us to his house.

'' Hey you want to see something ? '' he asked.

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you go on a secret ? ``

'' Yeah, for you St. John. Absolutely. ``

'' promise ? ``

'' Promise. What is it ? ``

He smiled a distasteful smiling. `` A movie I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for mass medium survey course of study. I expected it to be cripple but John seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll have to watch out it upstairs on my computer. ``

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 blonde Junior and I had the hots for her, so my interest was piqued. She was just walking through the parkland and smiling at the camera.

Then she was in this Sami elbow room. John 's bedroom. And then she started doing a strip-tease. I turned round of drinks and looked up at John.

'' You sure it 's OK to see this ? ``

'' Yeah. I want you to. ``

'' She wo n't beware ? ``

'' She wo n't live. You promised, remember ? ``

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

She played with her titties and spread her legs. The camera slant was from the end of the bed looking up between her open thighs.

'' Suzie 's pretty dirty ! ``

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

I watched as Suzie 's digit rubbed her bald puss and flicked over her clit. I watched as her fingers went between the lips of her kitty-cat. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her finger going into her pussy. I could see the glistening juice on her fingers. Then she took those fingers and put them in her mouth, sucking them. Tasting herself.

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

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

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took control of the camera and now the angle was from her stop of eyeshot. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's face for the world-class time.

King John was showing me a video of him fucking. Fucking Suzie. I watched as John pounded Suzie until he was about to cum and then he pulled out and I saw his cum pulsing out of his stopcock onto Suzie 's sweet-flavored tits. And ... scene.

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

'' shag ! That was hot. You 're so lucky to experience a girl to do that with. ``

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

I was evasive. I 'd had a girlfriend 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 virgin in that department.

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

He had his own en cortege and he said he 'd wait in the shower bath. Even though we 'd used communal exhibitioner at schooling, it felt odd to get undressed in his bedroom with him following door. I pulled on my speedos, went into the steamy john and stepped into the cascade. can was naked in there. I nearly jumped right back out, but he said not to occupy, he was just finished shaving himself.

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

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

'' There 's nothing there, St. John the Apostle. '' I said.

'' I know, Billy. I just ... ''

His hands moves over my pectoralis. I felt him tarry on my nipples. It felt nice, but this was a boy touching me. A boy. Not right.

'' John ... ''

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

He went to his articulatio genus and his handwriting went to my pegleg. The goop made it easygoing for him to find the few stray hairs and he gently shaved them off. His touch made me call forth. I was ready to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John the Evangelist. ``

But then St. John asked `` what about the remainder ? ``

I looked down at him. `` Rest ? ``

'' You know. ``

His hand reached up and he hooked the presence of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his tool was semi-hard. My os pubis were exposed and the palm of his hand brushed against my own hardening tool. I needed to get out of there.

'' I 'll do it at base, John the Divine. ``

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

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

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

I 'd pretty a lot shut him down. I turned off the water and whoremonger stood. He was very close. Naked and smooth and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the forepart of my briefs. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my rear to him to hide my hard-on. Although he was obviously cognisant 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 pee brightness level of me rebuffing his pass.

'' Yeah. Thanks. We 'll see tomorrow. ``

I was toweling myself dry and had to sneak down my speedos. I could find his eyes on me as I bent down. Then privy said `` Oh man, distressing Billy. I guess I slapped your ass a little punishing than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your cheek. It was supposed to be a favorable pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

It HAD stung but I did n't want to yammer about it. Horseplay the showers was zip new.

I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was. John 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 knocked him back in the shower. I stood there, letting his helping hand roam all over my pegleg, covering them with a soothing ointment, from my mortise joint to the meridian of my thighs.

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

Now I wanted him to, or I wanted to reach it myself, but that would accept to expect. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get home. He dressed too and drove me.

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

'' Can I tell you a surreptitious, billy ? ``

'' Sure. ``

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

'' Sure, John. You can rely me. I 'd never tell. ``

'' I like you. ``

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

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

'' I like you too, John. ``

'' I like young woman, 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 lamentable about to begin with. Making you uncomfortable ... ''

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

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

'' No Gospel According to John. I 'm cool. ``

We said adieu 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 have got been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about John. My grinder, toilet. And his signature. Feeling his hired hand on my body. Running up my pegleg. And his turncock. I was thinking about John the Divine 's stopcock. 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 back talk. Would Saint John like it if I sucked him off ? Would it delight 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 like 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 minutes I was stroking myself again, feeling my cum smeared all over the distance of my cock and onto the unruffled egg and the smooth position where a few hours before I had had pubic hair.

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

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

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

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

I imagined whoremonger watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my stage ... fucking my ass.

whoremonger. Fucking my ass.

I wanted whoremaster. Wanted to delight him. Give myself to him, if he wanted.

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

Next week came along and on Tuesday as John and I finished up our grooming session and he was about to ram me plate I asked him ...

'' whoremonger, do you opine it 's time for another shave ? ``

He understood.

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

'' volition you help me ? ``

'' Oh yes, Billy. I would make out to. ``

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

'' John I have a secret for you. ``

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last nighttime. ``

'' So .... ''

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

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

'' Yes John, like you do. But I like you too, Saint John. Sir Thomas More than just a friend. ``

'' What should we do about it ? ``

'' I want to please you. ``

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

He put his lips on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

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

I melted in his arms as his tongue entered my mouth. Kissing me backbreaking 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 legs and John nestled between them. Kissing me.

I felt his shaft rubbing mine through our jeans.

I bent my legs and lifted them up so he was rubbing his cock against the base of my firmly pecker and I felt his length against my ass.

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

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

Hard shaft pointing at hard prick, we stood looking at each former and then moved towards each early on the bed.

My hand went to grip his stiff member. Oh Eden. I was stroking him and felt his hand on me. We were kneeling, facing each former and our cocks touched.

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

'' Can I suck you, John ? '' I asked.

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

Leaning over his lap. Holding his dick in my hand, I lowered my head and took his beautiful phallus into my mouth. It was hard and rubbery and wonderful.

I felt his hired man on my head and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a pace he liked.

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

All the while, my brim were wrapped around his knockout heart, glossa exploring the duration, tracing the rim of his overeat helmet.

Sucking.

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

'' No billy goat you 're wonderful. I do n't want to cum in your mouth though. ``

'' I would n't mind. ``

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 table. Found a nursing bottle of lubricant.

'' I want to love you, Billy. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, John Lackland. I want your cock. I want to give way my ass to you. ``

I spread my legs. My hard tool was resting up on my belly but my hands went to the buttock of my ass and I pulled them apart to point John what I wanted.

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

And he bent down and his fingers found my anus. Covering my bottom with slippery lubricator. Pushing into my ass. Oiling up the walls of my anal opening. Making me slippery.

Nothing had ever gone into my ass before. His finger's breadth felt big, but I liked it. When the 2d one joined it, I winced a little and he pulled out again.

'' Sorry, billystick, I do n't want to hurt you. ``

'' It 's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to give my body to you. ``

I grabbed the spine of my knee joint and lifted myself further off the bed. Presenting my ass to him. His finger's breadth went back to my ass, I relaxed. Felt him pushing in and out.

'' Try a 2d one now. '' I told him.

Felt a minute digit going up inside me. Relaxed and began to love it. Really relish it.

John was giving me tremendous sentience. He made me need him now, not just to give myself to him. I wanted to palpate him fucking me for my own pleasure.

'' Fuck me whoremaster. I want it. ``

'' You 're certain ? I do n't want to pain you, my darling boy. ``

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

I let go of my peg and let them down to the bed, stretching them as far apart as I could. Being a slutty whore set up to take on a cock. He pulled his fingerbreadth out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thigh. I looked down and watched as he took his knockout shaft in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His cock was fatter than the two fingerbreadth that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't care. The minute I felt the promontory of his cock Begin to move into me I reached up and put my arm around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my sass and pressed my sassing on his. At the same time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his entire length berth into my bottom.

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

He thought he was hurting me and tried to pull away but I clung on tight. Shaking my oral sex slightly and letting him know I was OK.

I was proficient than OK. I was loving it. Knowing I was giving him what he wanted. Loving his hard cock splitting my ass. He broke our candy kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his wonderful cock deeper into my will bum.

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

Now I knew what this crush was. I felt the Saame way.

'' It 's not love, lavatory. But no girl will ever be able to induce me feel like this. Your cock is antic. piece of tail me John. Cum in me. ``

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

'' You 're going to urinate me cum, John the Evangelist. You 'll clear me cum by fucking me. ``

'' I 'm close up too ''

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

Faster. Harder. Deeper.

And then I felt him tense 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 shot out and covered my belly and toilet 's - all without being touched - my arm were still tightly around his neck.

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

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

I met his every move. In perfect tune with him. Taking it. Taking his cock. Feeling and loving every bit of his frantic fucking of my virgin bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. Shot his seed into me until I felt it trickling round his putz 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 hands traced up from his cervix to hold his head.

'' Oh St. John. That was so practiced. You cock is so skillful. 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 happy for the whole of my Jnr 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 rattling personality and our wonderful Julian Bond as well as feeling the grand hotshot of having my cock buried in his wonderful ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from time to time and fuck. I 've never been with any other man. Neither has he. It 's thirty years later and we are both happily married now, but once a twelvemonth or so we manage to get away together for a guy 's weekend. Our married woman think we go golfing, but really all we do is fuck each early 's brains out for two days .
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