When I was 18 I re-call a liaison with man called John at the time he was in his late 50's, he was divorced but in a relationship with a widow woman called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a unlike class when we in school. Ann didn't love very far from me, on a Saturday Night Ann and Saint John would attend the local anesthetic working men's club for dancing and Bingo, it was the same clubhouse my parents visited on Saturday Nox. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced John to them and they became friendly when meeting at the golf-club's dance night.

Sometimes I would bid at the club on Saturday night and encounter my parents to take the air home together, that when I met John the Divine who seem to shoot a shine to me unknowingly to me at that sentence. From the metre I use bump into John regularly became friendly with him, I didn't think much about it at the time, but John use to put his deal on my shoulder. When touch or knead my bottom accidently on aim. I didn't object though I must include I liked it.

Some evening I'd meet John in town by chance, he'd been drinking all afternoon Saint John was not really drunk but you could tell he was a slightly tipsy. John invited me to go with him for a drinkable in a nearby pub, with John's persuasive plea I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet, we sat in the turning point out of view of the bar there were not many client in pub at that time. John put his hand on my knee underneath the board and began questioning me,"Did I like lady friend, did I have a girlfriend ”, then he asked me out of blueing"What case of boys underwear did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his intentions where, I didn't take umbrage, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't shock or surprise you John ”, but I like wearing skimpy briefs that resemble a couple of girls knickerbockers, I love the flavor of the material and its soft whippersnapper, I love the skimpiness and the range of coloring material. John seemed captivated by my openness, I knew he wouldn't comment about our conversation to my parents, then privy asked me would I take into account him to see what my knickers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking majuscule in panties ”.

"Where shall we go John I'm not prosperous going to pub's toilets"St. John the Apostle said he knew of a place near to my abode, it was a derelict barn by some abandoned allotments. Saint John the Apostle had given up his flat to go and live with Ann and her kid. We caught the bus that I usually catch household but alighted two Chicago before where John and I normally vacated the bus, John Lackland 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 bold and asked John the Divine was Ann a good screw, John uttered my stopcock isn't plenty for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her cunt to be satisfied. So I suck her breast, finger her cunt before performing oral exam on her cunt ”. I said `` John thanks for sharing your confidences with me ”.

When we finally reached the b by walking down an crude pathway, we entered the b, we climbed a run to train us to the start level where an window faced the path we just walked it gave us a upright sentry posture if somebody was approaching, I stood following to the wall and whoremaster said"Let's see your somewhat pants Jay ”, so I undid the belt of my blue jean then lowered them to my ankles, to divulge skimpy knickers to Saint John the Apostle, I was wearing a pair of lavender lace panties, within seconds of admiring my panty covered private parts can grabbed me and kissed me which led to lav giving me a deep French kiss, John's hugging was so enjoyable I didn't want him to stop, at this point he didn't fondled my scanty concealment cock, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my crotch, after kissing me for at least 10 parson constantly, he kissed me all over my grimace, he said"Jay I've really fancied you ever since your parents introduced me ”, Then John the Evangelist undid his belt dropped his pant and underpants ( Jockey shorts style ).

John continued to gyrating himself against my cock, although his cock was soft, just having a strong organic structure against my cock was really a courteous feeling. trick suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exclusion, as long as I can keep my knickers on. In the quoin of the room there were bales of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped naked, I laid down and Saint John laid on top of me, John returned to kissing to, French kissing me, it was John the Evangelist's forte. John slowly gyrated his body rubbing his pecker against my scanty covered cock I loved the sensation of having a John's warm body on top of me, I wrapped my legs around his torso, John exclaimed"I want to lie with you, I want to shag you"I asked John would he beware playing with my panty covered cock, my cock straining due to the restriction of style of my knickers. John moved along slope me so he could kiss and fondle me at the same clock time, by now I was in a heightened of horniness, John then released my cock from my bloomers Gospel According to John said"I've waited and longed for this moment ever since I met you ”, John sucked both my pap, but due to John's condition after his drinking spree, his cock stayed flaccid, toilet said"ass, fuck, roll in the hay, of all the clip for my turncock not to be erect ”, I let King John carry on kissing me and fondling me, he released my pecker from my pantie and masturbated me slowly, but I was so fucking horny, I became desperate with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, John looked into my optic until I eventually ejaculated. Then St. John the Apostle kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, John explained his fantasies, the first being he wanted me to lie with him, about 18 years ago when he was Whitney Young and joined the Merchant Navy, one eventide while he was on night duty with another older sailor, they entered into a onanism sitting, but this became a little boring so the former leghorn kissed John Lackland, and asked if John the Evangelist would allow himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made him hold, John knew the routine he pulled his trouser down and underpants down, and bent-grass over, the former sailor dropped his pant and position his cock at John's anus, he spat on hand and stroked his putz, fortunately for some grounds privy had some whiter Vaseline in a small piece of brown newspaper, John lubricated his asshole, before the sailor boy thrust his peter deep inside John's mother fucker, John experienced excruciating pain but managed to hold his cry of bother, the sailor fucking John the Divine was too far gone in his pursuit of releasing his spunk load in John asshole to care about Saint John's compressed asshole. After the sailor eventually shot his cum load inside John anus, John the Evangelist was in pain but he felt it was worth experiencing anal sex with another man. This hammer session continued another 6 times then the sailor and whoremaster were transferred to differentiate ships. From that day to this day toilet has never been with another man. But John always longed for another occurrence.
The 2d fantasy privy explained he wanted me to fuck Ann while he fucked me, do you retrieve Ann would agree, I asked, John said"I believe so ; she acts like a whore in bed, her cunt is always hungry, with your young rooster getting rock 'n' roll hard quickly you 'll satisfy her luxuria.

John then went on to say `` Your Church Father and I converse a lot about womanhood 's cunt and shagging them, we comment on some of the women who attend the club 's dance, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's fucked good deal of fair sex past and lay out, of course of instruction your mother does n't know '', the difference with your Dad 's cock and mine, his cock can arrive at a fully erection easily and stay hard longer, mine takes much longer ''.

'' I asked your father would he join Ann and me for a leash"Knowing my father I was not shocked, at what John said, I know he confided in John about his lust for different pussy to eff, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her relationship with John began, I already knew Ann was sexually disappointed since her husband died. Roger and I were friendly in school he said he watched through the bedroom keyhole and saw his mother being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he beware, hell no Roger said.

When John is alone in the house which is very rare occasion, because Ann or her tike are always around, he puts on a couple of Ann daughter 's pants and masturbates .