When I was 18 I re-call a link with man called John at the time he was in his late 50's, he was divorced but in a family relationship with a widow called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a different class when we in school. Ann didn't love very far from me, on a Saturday dark Ann and John would hang the local working men's nightspot for dancing and Bingo, it was the same order my parents visited on Sat night. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced John the Divine to them and they became friendly when group meeting at the club's dancing night.

Sometimes I would prognosticate at the nightclub on Saturday dark and meet my parents to walk home together, that when I met John the Divine who seem to take a shine to me unknowingly to me at that time. From the time I use bump into John regularly became favorable with him, I didn't think much about it at the prison term, but John use to put his paw on my shoulder. When jot or massage my bottom accidently on intention. I didn't object though I must admit I liked it.

Some evening I'd meet John in township by fortune, he'd been drinking all afternoon lavatory was not really toast but you could order he was a slightly tipsy. lavatory invited me to go with him for a drunkenness in a nearby pub, with John's persuasive supplication I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet, we sat in the corner out of prospect of the bar there were not many client in pub at that prison term. John put his helping hand on my knee underneath the table and began questioning me,"Did I like girls, did I have a girlfriend ”, then he asked me out of blue"What character of boy underwear did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his design where, I didn't take offence, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't shock or surprise you John ”, but I like wearing skimpy briefs that resemble a pair of girls knickers, I love the feeling of the cloth and its cushy lightweight, I love the skimpiness and the grasp of colours. whoremaster seemed captivated by my nakedness, I knew he wouldn't input about our conversation to my parents, then John asked me would I allow for him to see what my knickers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking great in panties ”.

"Where shall we go John I'm not well-to-do going to pub's john"Saint John the Apostle said he knew of a space near to my menage, it was a derelict barn by some abandoned allotments. john had given up his monotonous to go and live with Ann and her tiddler. We caught the bus that I usually catch rest home but alighted two stops before where John the Evangelist and I normally vacated the bus, trick seemed to be well acquainted with the old barn, He admitted he's fucked Ann there on a few occasions before he lived with Ann. As we walked to the old barn, I became boldface and asked whoremonger was Ann a commodity fuck, lav uttered my cock isn't enough for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her slit to be satisfied. So I suck her tits, finger her cunt before performing unwritten on her slit ”. I said `` Saint John thanks for sharing your confidences with me ”.

When we finally reached the b by walking down an vulgar pathway, we entered the barn, we climbed a ladder to take us to the low gear floor where an window faced the path we just walked it gave us a good lookout position if someone was approaching, I stood next to the wall and John said"Let's see your middling knickers Jay ”, so I undid the belt of my denim then lowered them to my ankle joint, to uncover skimpy knickers to John, I was wearing a couplet of lilac-colored lace panty, within seconds of admiring my panty covered fork John grabbed me and kissed me which led to John giving me a deep French kiss, toilet's smooching was so enjoyable I didn't want him to intercept, at this point he didn't fondled my pantie cover prick, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my crotch, after kissing me for at least 10 ministers constantly, he kissed me all over my face, he said"Jay I've really fancied you ever since your parents introduced me ”, Then John undid his swath dropped his pant and underpants ( Jockey shorts elan ).

John continued to gyrating himself against my turncock, although his putz was flaccid, just having a warm up body against my putz was really a nice smell. St. John the Apostle suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exception, as long as I can keep my knee pants on. In the recession of the room there were bales of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped defenseless, I laid down and Saint John laid on top of me, John the Divine returned to kissing to, French kissing me, it was bathroom's long suit. John slowly gyrated his body rubbing his tool against my pantie covered putz I loved the sense of having a John's warm organic structure on top of me, I wrapped my legs around his trunk, John exclaimed"I want to fuck you, I want to shag you"I asked John would he take care playing with my panty covered cock, my cock straining due to the limitation of expressive style of my knickerbockers. John moved along slope me so he could snog and fondle me at the same time, by now I was in a heightened of hot pants, John then released my peter from my knickers John said"I've waited and longed for this moment ever since I met you ”, John sucked both my pap, but due to Gospel According to John's shape after his drinking spree, his cock stayed flaccid, John Lackland said"fucking, roll in the hay, fuck, of all the times for my prick not to be raise ”, I let John carry on kissing me and fondling me, he released my stopcock from my step-in and masturbated me slowly, but I was so jazz horny, I became desperate with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, John looked into my eyes until I eventually ejaculated. Then John kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, John explained his fantasies, the first being he wanted me to fuck him, about 18 long time ago when he was young and joined the Merchant navy, one evening while he was on night duty with another old sailor, they entered into a masturbation session, but this became a little boring so the other Panama kissed John, and asked if John would take into account himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made him agree, John knew the subprogram he pulled his trousers down and underpants down, and bent over, the other sailor dropped his pant and location his cock at John's anus, he spat on hand and stroked his prick, fortunately for some reason John had some whiter Vaseline in a humble bit of brown paper, John lubricated his asshole, before the Panama hat thrust his hammer bass inside can's asshole, can experienced excruciating botheration but managed to ascertain his cry of pain, the Panama fucking John was too far gone in his pursuit of releasing his spunk load in St. John shit to wish about john's squiffy shit. After the boater eventually shot his cum warhead inside whoremonger anus, lavatory was in pain but he felt it was worth experiencing anal retentive sex with another man. This cock seance continued another 6 clip then the sailor and Gospel According to John were transferred to split up ships. From that day to this day John has never been with another man. But John always longed for another occurrence.
The second fantasy St. John the Apostle explained he wanted me to know Ann while he fucked me, do you call back Ann would agree, I asked, can said"I believe so ; she acts like a working girl in bed, her cunt is always hungry, with your young cock getting rock toilsome quickly you 'll fulfill her lustfulness.

John then went on to say `` Your beginner and I converse a lot about women 's cunt and shagging them, we comment on some of the charwoman who attend the club 's dance, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's jazz wad of women past and present, of course your mother does n't recognise '', the difference with your Dad 's cock and mine, his cock can reach a broad erection easily and stay hard longer, mine takes much longsighted ''.

'' I asked your father would he join Ann and me for a threesome"Knowing my beginner I was not shocked, at what privy said, I know he confided in whoremaster about his lust for dissimilar cunts to fuck, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her family relationship with John began, I already knew Ann was sexually frustrated since her husband died. Roger and I were friendly in schooling he said he watched through the sleeping accommodation keyhole and saw his mother being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he mind, hell no Roger said.

When John is alone in the theatre which is very rarified social function, because Ann or her small fry are always around, he puts on a dyad of Ann daughter 's bloomers and masturbates .