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

Everyone made me receive because nobody else relished the duplicate training the Individual medley requires.

I was the simply Junior there and coach asked lavatory, one of the elder, to mentor me. He was really cool and did n't seem to mind hanging with a younger mate. He set up a grooming docket for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pool in the evenings.

I was making big improvement under his guidance and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and cool and well-liked. He always had the cutest girlfriends in school. I admired him, so I always tried my hardest to delight him.

I did n't yet have a driver 's permit so John usually gave me rides home after training. One evening we pulled up outside my planetary house and he stopped the car. I was just about to thank him and jump out, like convention, when and turned to me in the seat.

Looking me full-strength in the center, he said `` I like you, he-goat. ``

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

I opened the car threshold 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 sort of matter boys usually say to each former out of the blueness. But then I got in and had my repast with the ethnic music and finished my homework and played on the computer and did n't think any more about it.

The next week, John made a suggestion about improving my times.

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

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

Even their pubic tomentum. They were all shine all over.

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

'' Do you believe I need to, privy ? ``

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

As common I wanted to play along his suggestions and gain his blessing, so I agreed.

In the cascade at base I made tried my unspoiled to get off all the hair from my wooden leg and weapon system. There was no hair on my chest. There was just a small stemma of tomentum from my pubes to my navel but I did n't bother 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.

'' upright job, he-goat. '' he told me, and was looking me over.

'' Oh but I think you missed a couple of places. ``

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 prick 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 tank water helped my swelling member to squinch back to normal size.

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

The times were pretty a lot exactly the same though, when St. John the Apostle had me doing circle. Oh well, it felt good.

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

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

'' There 's nobody there tonight. They go to rotary. I always have the place to myself on Tuesday until at to the lowest degree midnight. ``

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

I was pleased to be capable to expend 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 Old girls in the swim team.

So sexy in their tight soundbox suits with their tight body underneath. I had been thinking about them in my most intimate individual moments since the first education session.

Or my French instructor ... she was sexy and nice and all the boys in my year felt the same way. She knew it, too. Had to. There were fourth dimension she 'd send packing something in class and flexure over to pick it up ... piece of ass ... when she 'd straighten back up half the boys in year would be fidgeting in their seats to aline their hardons. No way she did n't make love it.

But she got the best out of her division. We tried difficult to please her. Or we tried to delight her hard.

And I was improving with my swimming because I tried so hard to please lavatory. It was hero-worship I suppose. I called home to let them bed I 'd be doing supererogatory training and John the Divine drove us to his house.

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

'' Sure. ``

'' Can you keep a secret ? ``

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

'' Promise ? ``

'' hope. What is it ? ``

He smiled a wicked smile. `` A film I made. ``

'' Yeah. Great. ``

I assumed it was for medium subject socio-economic class. I expected it to be square but bathroom seemed proud of it so I was going to be positive.

'' We 'll accept to watch it upstairs on my calculator. ``

We went to his elbow 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 girl for a few months.

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

Then she was in this Lapplander room. Saint John the Apostle '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 mind ? ``

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

I turned back and watched Suzie get naked and lay back on Saint John the Apostle '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 girlfriend you 're dissing ! '' he laughed `` Yeah she 's a fucking adulteress. She 'll fuck anyone. ``

I watched as Suzie 's fingers rubbed her bald cunt and flicked over her button. I watched as her fingers went between the lips of her pussycat. I watched Suzie masturbate. Watched her fingers going into her cunt. I could see the glistening juices on her digit. 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 taste ? It tastes good .'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 screenland as a hard cock went to Suzie 's snatch and was pushed into her.

Suzie was moaning.

Then she took control of the television camera and now the angle was from her decimal point of view. I watched as she panned up and I saw John 's aspect for the first time.

John Lackland 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 pecker onto Suzie 's sweet teat. And ... scene.

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

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

'' You do n't ? ``

'' Not right now. ``

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

But neither had let me get laid them. I was still a Virgin in that department.

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

He had his own en cortege and he said he 'd expect in the shower. Even though we 'd used communal showers at school day, it felt odd to get undressed in his bedroom with him next door. I pulled on my speedos, went into the steamy bathroom and stepped into the shower. John was naked in there. I nearly jumped right field back out, but he said not to worry, he was just finished shaving himself.

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

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

'' There 's nix there, John. '' I said.

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

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

'' John ... ''

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

He went to his genu and his hands went to my legs. The soap made it easy for him to find the few stray hairs and he gently shaved them off. His signature made me aroused. I was ready to get out of there before he noticed.

'' All done. Thanks, John. ``

But then John asked `` what about the rest ? ``

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

'' You know. ``

His hand reached up and he hooked the straw man of my swimming costume. Started tugging it down. I saw that his cock was semi-hard. My pubes were exposed and the laurel wreath of his mitt brushed against my own hardening cock. I needed to get out of there.

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

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

Later, I 'd regret not accepting his offering, but I had n't had meter 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 Lackland stood. He was very close. Naked and still and wet and I sensed his chubby rubbing against the forepart of my legal brief. I moved away and out of the shower, turning my back to him to hide my erection. Although he was obviously mindful 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 sparkle of me rebuffing his pass.

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

I was toweling myself dry and had to slue down my speedos. I could feel his optic on me as I bent down. Then John Lackland said `` Oh man, deplorable nightstick. I guess I slapped your ass a footling harder than I meant to. There 's a big red hand-print on your cheek. It was supposed to be a friendly pat. ``

'' That 's OK. ''

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

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

'' It 'll make it find 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 rain shower. I stood there, letting his deal roam all over my legs, covering them with a soothing unguent, from my ankles to the teetotum of my thighs.

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

Now I wanted him to, or I wanted to adjoin it myself, but that would have to expect. I hurried up and got dressed and told him I needed to get base. He dressed too and get me.

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

'' Can I recount you a secret, he-goat ? ``

'' Sure. ``

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

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

'' I like you. ``

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

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

'' I like you too, John. ``

'' 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 mulct. It was OK. Do n't experience bad. ``

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

'' No King John. I 'm chill. ``

We said good day 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 pecker. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.

And that should have been what got me off ... but then I was thinking about John. My Heron, lavatory. And his tactual sensation. Feeling his hands on my torso. Running up my legs. And his cock. I was thinking about John 's turncock. Hard, thrusting into Suzie 's pussy.

Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.

And I started imagining what it would experience like. In my hand. In my back talk. Would John like it if I sucked him off ? Would it please him ?

I wanted to delight him.

And I spread my branch 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 Saint John the Apostle. Not Suzie. And then I felt ashamed for a while.

I promised myself I would n't do that again. But then within minute I was stroking myself again, feeling my cum smeared all over the length of my shaft and onto the smooth nut and the smooth space where a few hours before I had had pubic hair.

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

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

I knew I would n't stop him next prison term. I thought of him touching me. Stroking my cock.

persuasion of his deal touching my body. Touching my ass. I turned onto my belly and lifted my ass up as I stroked my rigid cock.

I imagined St. John watching my ass ... touching my ass ... I spread my pegleg ... fucking my ass.

privy. Fucking my ass.

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

I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.

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

'' John, do you think it 's fourth dimension for another shave ? ``

He understood.

'' Yes, yes, billy club. It could be. ``

'' will you help oneself me ? ``

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

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

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

'' What 's that ? ``

'' I shaved last Night. ``

'' So .... ''

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

'' Oh Billy. But you like daughter, do n't you ? '' ...

'' Yes toilet, like you do. But I like you too, 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 weapon. I hugged him back. He leaned his head down to me and I turned my font up to him.

He put his sass on mine. Kissed me.

I kissed him back. Fervently. My hero.

Now I could include it to myself. I had a calf love on him. I wanted him to want me. And he did.

I melted in his arms as his tongue 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 peg and John Lackland 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 Qaeda of my hard cock and I felt his length against my ass.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Can I lactate you, whoremonger ? '' I asked.

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

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

I felt his hand on my point and he encouraged me sucking. Guiding me to a yard he liked.

With one hand I gripped the base of his cock, so it would n't go in too mysterious, with the former hand I caressed and fondled his liquid balls.

All the while, my rim were wrapped around his grueling meat, tongue exploring the length, tracing the rim of his engorged helmet.

Sucking.

john stopped me. Sat up and gently pressed me down onto my spine. Now he was looking down at me. `` Is there something wrong, lavatory ? ``

'' No billy you 're marvelous. 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 please me ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' I could do anything ? ``

Now I understood.

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

He stood and went to his bedside table. Found a bottle of lubricant.

'' I want to have sex you, billystick. ``

I looked up into his eyes.

'' I want you, John the Evangelist. I want your tool. I want to sacrifice my ass to you. ``

I spread my legs. My strong cock was resting up on my belly but my hands went to the face of my ass and I pulled them apart to show John what I wanted.

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

And he bent down and his finger's breadth found my anus. Covering my bottom with slippery lube. Pushing into my ass. Oiling up the paries of my anal gap. Making me slippery.

nada had ever gone into my ass before. His finger's breadth felt big, but I liked it. When the indorse 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 dedicate my consistence to you. ``

I grabbed the binding of my knee joint and lifted myself further off the bed. Presenting my ass to him. His digit went back to my ass, I relaxed. Felt him pushing in and out.

'' Try a second one now. '' I told him.

Felt a arcsecond digit going up inside me. Relaxed and began to revel it. Really enjoy it.

Saint John was giving me wild wizard. He made me want him now, not just to give myself to him. I wanted to feel him fucking me for my own pleasure.

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

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

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

I let go of my legs 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 digit out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thighs. I looked down and watched as he took his hard dick in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus.

His prick was productive than the two finger's breadth that he 'd had inside me, but I did n't deal. The moment I felt the head of his cock Begin to enter me I reached up and put my arms around his neck.

Pulled him down to me. Opened my lips and bid my oral fissure on his. At the Saami time I hunched my ass up off the bed and felt his stallion duration mooring into my bottom.

Oh bliss. A mix of pain in the ass and rapture. The ecstasy won. I moaned.

He thought he was hurting me and tried to attract away but I clung on tight. Shaking my head word 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 grueling turncock splitting my ass. He broke our candy kiss and leaned down, whispering as he drove his grand cock deeper into my will bum.

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

Now I knew what this puppy love was. I felt the same way.

'' It 's not bonk, bathroom. But no girl will ever be able-bodied to work me sense like this. Your peter is marvelous. fucking me John. Cum in me. ``

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

'' You 're going to make me cum, bathroom. You 'll reach me cum by fucking me. ``

'' I 'm fold too ''

He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my hole. Rubbing my cock 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 stomach and John 's - all without being touched - my branch were still tightly around his neck.

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

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

I met his every movement. In perfect tune with him. Taking it. Taking his putz. Feeling and loving every bit of his phrenetic shtup of my Virgin bottom.

And he filled me with his cum. dead reckoning his seed into me until I felt it trickling assail his diaphysis and down the crack and onto his bed.

Still he slipped in and out of me. In and out of my slippery cum-filled kettle of fish until finally he slowed ... stopped thrusting and collapsed onto me.

I held him tight. My hands traced up from his neck to hold his head.

'' Oh lav. That was so good. You cock is so good. 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 well-chosen. ``

And I remained felicitous 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 rear end. When I fucked him, I was n't taking, I was still giving. I was honoring his wonderful personality and our wonderful bond as well as feeling the terrific virtuoso of having my hammer buried in his wonderful ass.

He went off to college but we 'd still get together from metre to prison term 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 psyche out for two days .