We have all had meeting that we remember and those we want to forget, however this one has stuck in my mind, even though I have tried to put it out of my creative thinker. I find myself remembering this eventful time and as I slip back to when it all happened, I wish that I could somehow go back and relive the experience, but then I wish again to blank out it ever happen.

We have all had encounters that we remember as well as those we want to forget, and this particular one has stuck in my mind, even though I have for so long tried to wipe off it. However, periodically I find myself remembering this eventful time in my spirit and as I slip back to when it all happened, it becomes as vivid as if it had just happened. Maybe I wish it would somehow pass again or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience.

I've always had desegregate feeling about what happened and when it creeps back into my thoughts, I end up examining what actually took place, and I end up taking myself back to that fateful time in my living, reliving it. But then I wish to forget it ever happened.

beingness I was a xv years old delinquent, skipping classes, so I could hang out at the local secret plan room by the high schoolhouse, I found myself just wanted to be with acquaintance. I was a rather shy young man and even though I had had several girl friends over the twelvemonth, I was still a Virgo. Yes, I had plenty of opportunities, but never did it until the time when this story takes place. Anyway, I was spending a lot of time at the plot room during the day with Quaker, instead of going to category, and had started to become good acquaintance with a man that worked there, that I soon discovered was the owner of the game way. His gens was St. John the Apostle and he was probably 10 or 15 years old than I was. He had dark skin, benighted hair, and he was very well-disposed. Everyone at the schooling liked hanging out up at the game room during the day and sometime, even into the Nox, and weekends. There were pinball game machines that lined the rampart, foosball motorcar in the middle, as well as merchandising records and cassettes.

At first-class honours degree, I really did not take notification of John too much, but I think he must ingest been watching me and noticing how much fourth dimension I was spending at the biz room and at some head he must have decided to see if he could boost me to hold a relationship with him. I had no idea St. John the Apostle was gay but it would soon be quite plain, but at first I thought he was just being friendly and our interactions were all very free. Conversations were zero more than the casual, `` Hello '' as I entered the biz room or me asking for change to play some of the secret plan. However, it soon progressed to where he would turn over me detached games on the pinball game auto when I was hanging out there and there were even a dyad times when the attendants working at the game way started giving me pot and pills.

My friendly relationship with Gospel According to John grew and soon he was asking me to go out for breakfast and lunch with him, which at first I was reluctant to do, but eventually he convinced me it would be okeh. I actually enjoy skipping stratum to pay heed out at the game elbow room, even though my grade were hurting, and I did liked the attention can was giving me.

Going out for breakfast or lunch, became more and more frequent and our conversations were always barren, at least on the aerofoil, but I think he was always looking for an opening, a way to feel out the berth, and at the same time, trying to establish me up, create a friendship to where he could hopefully get me to sleep with him.

There was one detail day that stands out, and when I think about what happened that day, it was a turning point in our well-disposed family relationship. We were out for breakfast one day, and our mere conversation turned to a conversation about female child and sex. Saint John asked if I had ever been with a missy and at the time, I had been with several girlfriends, however I had not gone all the way, but I was n't going to tell him that, so I simply told him, `` Yea. ''

We talked about what colouring hair we liked, pinhead, piece of tail, etc., and as we laughed a little, whoremonger asked me when was the death time I had sex. I didn't think anything of it at the sentence and after a short pause, I inadvertently let it slip that I had actually never had sex before.

He looked shocked a little and after a pause he asked, `` Why not ?"

I simply mumbled,"I don't know, I just haven't."

John then said, `` Maybe you like guys. ``

I paused and looking over at him, I quickly told him, `` No, I like lady friend, not guy rope. ''

He smiled and said, `` Then why have n't you done it yet ? '' and continued by saying,"You're soundly looking, I'm surprised."

I told him that I just had n't had the luck. I was embarrassed and as the conversation paused for a little bit he the. asked, `` Do you think guys are attractive ? ''

I quickly said, `` No, '' but John continued the questioning by asking, `` So, you mean when you 're watching a movie and there 's a guy in the moving picture, you never say to yourself, Hey, he 's good looking. ''

I was confused as to why he was asking this stuff and again said, `` No, I never thought that. ``

John chuckled, and realizing the questions were upset me, he quickly tried to lull me down by agreeing that he knew I only like girls. We smiled at each other which kind of put me at repose, however he wasn't done.

As our conversation became more trivial. John must have been looking for an opening to keep on his docket to notice out if he could somehow persuade me to have sex with him. As he continued to look at me, he asked if everything was ok. Looking up, I simply nodded my read/write head and told him yea.

After a interruption, John grinned and quickly said,"I really enjoyed you company,"and told me it was really skillful to have someone to talk with.

Agreeing, I nodded my top dog again, which gave John a little time to gather his thoughts as he looked for a way to manoeuver the conversation in a centering that would not only still my persuasion, but provide him a way to find out if he could somehow get me to go to his apartment.

John was trying to manoeuvre the conversation, he subtly told me he was sorry if I was embarrassed. I nodded my head and told him it was ok, and as I looked over, trick smiled and said, `` Good, '' and proceeded by again saying that he understood that I only like missy, and as I nodded my psyche again.

The conversation again paused, and then John casually said,"The intellect I was asking me all that stuff is because …"and before he could finish, I looked up at him as he casually reached his hand across the tabular array. As we looked at each early, he continued by saying,"I want you to know that I'm bisexual."



looking at at him curiously, I wondering what he meant ; I had never heard that term before and being I was naive about what he was telling me, the conversation paused again. John then quickly asked if I know what that was.

I simply shock my headspring and told him, `` No, I did n't, '' as I continued to take care over at him. He got a big smile and after shifting his berth, he seemed to bask in the chance to explain.

He started by saying that he was attracted to missy, just like I was and then he continued by telling me that sometimes he found guys attractive too. As he continued to reckon at me, I was a little confused, and after a pause to see my reaction, john continued to explain that he liked having sex with girl but that sometimes if he found a guy attractive, and they happened to hit it off, he also enjoyed sleeping with guy wire.

I was shocked, but he needed to stay on the conversation, because he had tipped his script, and as he asked what I thought about it, I didn't know what to say or what to do. I told him that I was n't surely, I was confused and as our conversation paused for a second, I asked myself, `` Why was he telling me this, '' but it would soon suit very seeming, but at the Saame meter, John must take in sensed the topic was making me uncomfortable.

Our conversation paused yet again, and as he pulled his manus back off the mesa and sat up, he knew he needed to quickly tried to vary the subject area or lose the opportunity. In an attempt to make it all seem innocent he said, `` I 'm so glad I was able to recite you that,"and continued by saying,"I really felt I need to narrate you."

I hesitantly acknowledged him, hoping the conversation was over but John then continued by saying, `` You 've been such a good Quaker, it's really nice to be able to pay heed out with you and blab. ''

It was form of nice to pick up and I felt more a repose, but John the Evangelist again leaned forward and as I looked up at him he said, `` I got ta Tell you, I 'm kinda attracted to you. ``

I was confused, and thought,"Oh my god, what was he saying ?"

Saint John the Apostle then said, `` I do n't want you to find uncomfortable, I'm not going to do anything."

He was right, it did make me uncomfortable and when he then said,"I 've even thought about asking you to come over to my apartment, but I was n't sure how you 'd use up it. ''

A sudden feeling of uneasiness came over me and after another pause, I think he realized he might have gone to far and to fast. I did not know what to do ; this man was my lonesome way back to shoal and he just told me he was attracted to me.

He again quickly told me not to worry, that he wasn't going to do anything, but finished by saying,"Unless you want to."

I was scared, I didn't know what to say and he knew I was scared, but John finished by saying,"That's it, I wanted you to bang how he felt, I'm sorry if it upset you."

I was speechless and maybe a little flattered, but I did n't make out what to say. After a few seconds of secrecy, he finished by asking me what I thought. I paused and simply said, `` I do n't know. ``

He soon realized that he might have just lost the opportunity to have sex with me and said, `` semen on, let 's go, '' suggesting it was time to go back to the secret plan room.

As we left the eatery and headed back, he pressed the issue a little more by saying, `` I hope you 'll cogitate about it, '' and when I didn't answer he said,"You know, you have been such a beneficial friend, I really want to give you something."

I again did n't have it away what to say, but he continued by mentioning he would get me a missy, cave in me money, anything I wanted. John was n't going to let it alone, and the thought of having sex with him scared me but I again said, `` I do n't know. ''

I felt uncomfortable with the persuasion of being unequalled with him at his apartment, and the rest of the way back to the game room, I was quiet. When we finally pulled into the parking lot, he reached across the fanny touching my leg and again asked me to think about it and to let him know what I would wish. I nodded my caput and told him that I would conceive about it, how could I not, he had just told me he wanted me to follow over to his apartment, ultimately to have sex with him, which was n't sit well with me, but of course I did think about it.

A few days later, I did venture back to the game elbow room to pay heed out with supporter and when he saw me, he approached me and asked if I had thought about his offer. I told him that I had thought about it but I was n't sure enough about it.

He said, `` Come on, let 's go get something to eat. ``

I felt pressured to go and in the car on our way to the restaurant, he asked what it was that I would really like to throw. I told him zip and he was now hard-pressed to get an solvent and again asked, `` Come on, there has to be something you would really like to take in. ''

At the restaurant, we did not really mouth about often, but I felt that he wanted to continue to notice out what it would take to get me in bed, because he continued to pressure me. Eventually, I told him that I would really wish to let a car. He smiled and at that moment, I knew I had just given him the first step he was looking for. Pausing, he asked what kind of car I would like to possess. I told him I was n't sure, but he needed to get an answer so he kept probing to bed what kind. He asked if I liked Camaros, Firebirds, Mustangs, etc. and I told him I really was n't sure what I wanted, and I think I knew I could n't devote, but he did n't want to lose this chance to hopefully coerce me to have sex with him.

We left the restaurant and as we were driving back to the game room, he said to let him bang what kind of car I wanted and he told me he would try to get it for me, whatever variety It was. For some reason I felt okay with this conversation, because naively I thought he had just said he 'd get a car for me, and all I had to do is tell him what kind of car I want and he would get it for me, no strings attached. However, I was only thinking about having a car, not thinking that I was also giving him the opportunity to have sex with me, and probably not just once, but many sentence.

When we pulled into the parking lot, he reminded me to let him recognise what kind of car I would like, and when I said I would, he immediately asked if I would be able to severalise him tomorrow. I told him I would try and as when we got out of the car and went inside the game elbow room, we went our single out ways.

He had really got me thinking about what kind of car I would like to have and as I thought about all the different kinds of cable car, one that I kept coming to mind and it was a 1956 Chevy, but what would bechance if I actually went through with it and told him ? I was not indisputable, but the next day when I went over to the game way, there he was and he came up to me and asked if I had made a conclusion. I was unsure as to how to suffice, but I said that I had made a decision. He said, `` Great, let 's go for a cause and you can tell me ! '' He was obviously excited as we left in his car and I told him that I would really like to have a '56 Chevy. He told me that he would start looking for one. I then told him that I wanted it to be a two door with a V8 and I would like it to be midnight blue. He said he would get rightfield on it.

A few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later, when I was up at the game room, he came up to me and told me he had found the car and said that we should take a driving force and talk about it. I was excited and in the car, he was very in force and told me he had seen the car, it was very nice, all it needed was to be painted, and that I could have it in a calendar week or so. Again, I was so excited to see it and drive it, but now he had a question for me.

He said, `` Well, since I found the car, do you think you 'd like to do over to my apartment now. ''

I did not know what to say, and in all actuality, I had to know there was a catch to this whole matter. After a unawares pause he said, `` I 'll tell you what, you come over to my place with me tomorrow afternoon and try it, if you do n't wish it, we can contain and you can still receive the car, what do you say. ''

I wanted the car, but l was n't sure about going with him because I knew what was going to happen. We returned to the game room and as we parked, he told me to hail by tomorrow and let him know what I want to do. I was so bore to possess a car but worried about what would happen at his apartment, but I think in someway I was curious but the fervour of having the car was overpowering.

The following day, I went up to the biz room around noon and was uneasy about what was going to bump, so I tried to avoid him, but all I could think about was that car he promised and eventually, he came up to me and casually asked, `` How 's it going ? ''

I told everything was okay, and then he asked, `` Are you ready, what do you intend ? ''

I simply nodded my head yes and said, `` Yea. ''

With a smile, he immediately asked, `` Are you certain ? ''

I told him, `` Yea, '' and as I looked at him, her was more unplayful and as he nodded his principal, he ushered us out to his car.

As we headed off, I was skittish, I didn't know exactly where we were going, but I knew where it was taking me. He must have known I was nervous, because to break the tension, he asked if I was hungriness and asked if wanted to get something to eat first.

I said, No, I 'm okay, '' and thought to myself, `` I just want to get it over with. ''

We pulled into an apartment coordination compound not far from the school and parked out front man of an apartment, he was excited and said, `` semen on, '' and we went inside.

inside, I could see his apartment was reserve provide, very tidy, and as I looked around, I watched as he went over and closed the blinds in the front line room. He then said, `` Come on, '' as he led me down a brusque hallway, toward what I suspected was his bedroom.

I noticed there was a lavatory in the hall on the right and across from that there was another sleeping accommodation on the left with the door cracked clear. As we continued down the short hallway, we entered the spine sleeping accommodation. He told me to go ahead and have a fundament, pointing to the bed. I hesitantly moved toward the bed and as I sat down, I immediately noticed it must be a king sizing bed. He closed the door and as I sat down on the end of the bed, and as I watched, he walked over and closing the blinds.

It slowly became a little darker in the room now, but there was still a splinter of light that was able-bodied to lift yesteryear. As I quickly looked around, I could see the room was very spacious and there was a lavatory toward the back. St. John had walked over to where I was sitting, and as he sat on the boundary of the bed next to me, I looked away. He then patting me on the second joint and told me to relax and said that everything would be all decently.

I simply nodded my head in accord and sheepishly looking at him, and noticed he was smiling. Gospel According to John now stood up and said, `` I'll be powerful back, why do n't you go ahead and take off your apparel. ''

He had started to walk toward the bathroom at the back and as he went into the bathroom and closing the door, I sat there for a second. I was confused but finally realized he was probably taking his dress off in there and that I had better get started undressing too.

I quickly took of my shoes, my shirt, pants, and my windsock, piling them at the end of the bed, but when it came to taking off my underwear, I decided to keep them on for some grounds. Maybe it was because I was queasy or maybe it was an effort to save some sense of dignity before I had to reach it all up.

It was n't long before I heard the door to the bath outdoors and as I turned, I saw he had opened the door and as he came out I could see he was wearing a long sleeved, button down shirt. I continued to watch curiously hoping to get a glimpse of his tool, but as he turned off the privy illumination and walked toward me, I continued to gaze but the shirt he was wearing conveniently covering him and my eyes had n't adjusted to the dark after he turned off the bathroom light.

As he got closer, I turned my gaze away from him, not wanting him to catch me staring. As he sat succeeding to me again, he put his hand on my leg. He then moved his hand to my back, and as he started to rub it, he immediately noticed that I still had my underwear on. John stopped rubbing my back and asked, `` What 's faulty ? '' obviously referring to me still have my underwear on, and when I replied, `` What ? '' He quickly tried to vary the subject by saying, `` Never mind, '' and told me not to concern as he rubbed my back briefly.

He obviously knew I was unquiet and as he again moved his paw to my leg, I looked down at his helping hand, John suddenly stood up and separate me,"Go ahead and get on the bed."

I was scared and as I slowly started to cringe to the middle of the bed, he told me to move over to the sharpness of the bed.

As I did what he told me, he quickly came around the bed and knelt on the floor in front of me. He told me to lay on my incline and as he positioned me, he gently started rubbing my stomach, and wooden leg. I was laying, facing the rampart with the window, and when he started to finger on my crotch, all I could do was stare at the window. He now spread my legs slightly and as he bent my top leg, he propped it up at an angle, giving him in effect entree.

I tried to distance my idea from what was going on by focusing on the windowpane and the lightness that was creeping through. He was rubbing my dick through my underwear and even mouthed my cock through my underwear, and then he pulled my underclothing down, exposing my cock. He continued to gently rubbed it for a slight bit and then he started to tug at my underclothing in an attempt to take them off. Immediately I realized he was struggling and when he asked me to help him take them off, my thought returned to what was actually happening. I quickly sat up, took off my underwear, casting them off the end of the bed, and quickly laid back down as he helped to spatial relation me again.

"That 's intimately,"he replied as he went back to fondling my turncock, rubbing it and feeling my orchis. I could tell he was becoming more and more rouse, eventually taking my cock in his mouth, sucking my peter. Even though I was n't getting hard for him, because I was distancing my thoughts, he continued to try everything he could to get me hard. Eventually, he stopped and asked, `` Does it feel ok. ''

This again brought me back to what was actually happening and as he asked me again if it felt undecomposed, he also asked if I could help him. I didn't know what he meant, but realized he was n't going to turn back until he had gotten me to cum. I nodded my heading and agreed, and as he started to suck my shaft again, I tried to contract as he sucked my cock. I knew I needed to cum so I thought about wanting to cum in his mouth.

It actually felt in effect in his sassing and I started to get hard as he continued to suck up and stroke my putz. As he kept stroking my pecker, I was really trying to get into it now. John occasionally made moaning strait and as my cock grew harder, I could feel myself about to cum in his mouth.

I still was n't very hard yet so I tried to entertain back until I was all the way hard, but this caused me to go soft again. I told myself that I had to condense and that I needed to cum whether I was hard or not.

Soon I was close again, and as I started to move my hips, fucking his oral fissure, I suddenly let it go, cumming in his mouth prematurely. I think surprised him because as soon as my putz started jerking and cum shot in his lip, he stopped stroking my cock. It felt good to cum but almost immediately my dick started to go limp as he continued sucking me.

Disappointedly, he took my now limp rooster out of his back talk and said, '' Is that it ? ''

I leaned up on my elbow and looking down at him said, `` What ? ''

He quickly replied, `` It 's okay, '' and asked if it felt good.

I simply replied, `` Yea, '' and as I watched him got up off the floor, he told me to prompt to the middle of the bed. I was still nervous but quickly shifted over to the middle of the bed, laying there on my tummy, he had walked to the end of the bed and as he climbed on the bed, behind me, John said,"Go ahead and get on all fours, like a dog."

As I got on all foursome, John the Divine moved up behind me on the bed, and asked me to be active up toward the pass of the bed some more than. As I moved up, he inched closer and diffuse my leg apart with his knees. I was so nervous as he gently started to rub my back, eventually moving his script down to rub my ass cheeks back and forth.

John then reached above me, and pulled a pillow out from the covers. As he placed it in front of me, he told me to put my school principal down. I thought he was trying to make me more comfortable, but as I put my head down on the pillow, I felt my ass bedspread slightly. I was in such a vulnerable side, especially with him behind me, and when he again started rubbing my ass nerve back and forth, he held them apart and said,"You really look cockeyed, '' and then said, `` you 're going to need to decompress. ''

I kept my head down, not wanting to know what he was going to do, but as he moved around a little bit, I heard something that sounded like him flipping undecided something. As I listened, I sensed it was KY, because I could see him sloppily smearing it on his hammer as he rubbed it.

I was scared, I knew what he was going to do, and when he happened to touched my butthole, I raised up thinking he was trying to put his stopcock in me. John Lackland quickly said, `` Relax, it 's just my finger. ''

He told me to put my head down again and as I did, he started to rub lube on my butthole. It felt kind of good and as I relaxed, he gently pushed his fingerbreadth in my ass. I again pull away slightly as his finger penetrated me. He again said, `` Relax, '' and told me to keep on my head down as he continued to finger my ass.

It felt dear, but then St. John whispered, `` It's really blotto, '' and again told me that I would have to really try to relax.

He eventually took his finger's breadth out and rubbing my ass cheeks again, he asked if I was doing okay. I simply nodded my drumhead and as he moved closer he asked if I was cook.

When I replied, `` Yes, '' he told me it might spite a little at first but told me to unbend. I nodded my headway, he slowly pressed the head of his hard cock against my butthole. It felt okay at foremost as he slowly trying to push his rooster in me, but all of a sudden the pain was excruciating and I quickly rose up and pulled away, causing his hammer to slip out.

He immediately said, `` What 's wrong ? ''

I told it hurt and pausing he told me, `` Ok, you need to really try to relax more,"and continued by saying,"The hurting will check, '' but again explained that I needed to make relaxed.

Saint John the Apostle now told me to enjoin him when it stopped hurting, so he of course could try again. The hurting subsided quickly, but I decided to delay him putting his cock in me as long as potential, hoping he might give up.

After he had asked a couple clip if I was ready to try again, he finally had waited long enough. Saint John said, `` Ok, let 's try again,"as he repositioned himself behind me.

"I need you to really try to make relaxed more this time,"He explained,"especially when I am in you. ''

I nodded my head in agreement and after he put more lubricate on my hole, he said,"If it starts to hurt, tell me and I'll stop."

Again, I agreed and as he tried to push his putz in my ass, I tried to relax, but immediately it hurt, and I told him to stop as I rose up again. He tried to tell me to relax as he held my coxa, but it was too much. I tried to pull away, but he told me to end moving, trying to keep his shaft in me. It was too painful, I could n't do it. I reached back and as I tried to crusade him to stop, I managed to pull away again, he was visibly pissed him off, and in a frustrated voice said, `` ejaculate on, what 's unseasonable now. ''

I replied,"It hurt."

Saint John was annoyed and in a miff said,"You have got to try to relax."

He quickly calmed down, and as he tried to assure me it would be okay, he again told me to tell him when I was ok. whoremonger was worried I might ask to leave, and yes I didn't want to do it, but I didn't know how to enjoin him and at this gunpoint I realized he was n't going to stop trying until he got to fuck me.

It didn't hurt, instead it was more of an aching, and as he now moved closer and told me again to decompress, he slowly tried again to advertise his peter in me. I desperately tried to relax, knowing he wasn't going to discontinue trying, but the minute of arc he was in me it started to pain again. I rose up again, but this time he held me by my hips with both script this time, not letting me force away and said, `` Stop ! ``

I again reached back and, tried to labor him off, telling him it hurt. He told me,"okeh, I'll stop but you need to relax."

He continued to reserve me by my pelvic arch and after little bit, he said, `` If you would just relax, the hurting will go away. ``

privy tried to slowly act his gruelling cock in and out of me, but it still really hurting and when I asked him to stop, he did but continued to hold me, not letting his putz slip out. I continued to try to wiggle free but he still held me smashed and told me to stop.

The infliction did subside whenever he would stop but the instant he pushed into me a small the pain would returned. After a little bit, he asked if I was ok. It was still hurting but again I knew he was n't going to stop until he had cum, so I needed to try to loose and let him finish. I nodded my oral sex and as he started fucking me again, it hurt but I tried to let him fucked me.

Soon his body was slapping against my ass as feverishly fucked my sloppy hole. It continued to bruise, but the pain sensation was Sir Thomas More of an ache now, which was tolerable.

John was trying to forceful moving me back and forth, desperately trying to cum in me, which started to make my cock get hard.

He was obviously out of breather and seem to possess become frustrated for some reason. He then suddenly stopped, and breathing hard he tried to explain that I need to help too. I didn't understand but he explained that he needed me to move back and Forth River with him too.

John then said, `` Like this, '' as he grabbed my rose hip, and slowly started pushing and pulling me back and Forth, and back and Forth.

John then said, `` That 's it, keep going. ``

I did what he asked and as he fucked me, I tried to get into it too as his body slapped against my ass again. The pain was gone and as it started to feel good, I could evidence it obviously felt full for him too. King John then reached around me and started to fondle my laborious turncock he remarking, `` Yea, that 's it, '' as he continued to fuck me. He eventually quit playing with my rooster and as he concentrated on fucking me, I could hear his cock going in and out of me, as his body slapped against me.

I wanted him to cum as his shot became quicker and more deliberate, I tried my unspoilt to match his thrust. It was hard to hold back up and then all of a sudden, he pulled me close, pushing his cock deep in me. It hurt and I tried to pull out away, but he held me end. I tried to keep moving like he wanted, but out of intimation he said, No, do n't move ! ''

He was obviously cumming and as I stopped, I could find his hammer jerking inside me. He was out of breathing time and as he hunched over me, he slowly started moving his cock in and out of me. He only did this briefly, but then pushed me flavourless on my stomach and asked if I was okay. When I did n't reply, he slowly lifted off me and pulled his pecker out of me saying, `` That really felt good."He gently rubbing my ass nerve and again asked if I was ok. He had slid off the bed and when I did not say anything, he told me that I should go into the privy and sporty myself.

As I got off the bed, he told me to go use the bathroom in the dormitory. Not looking around, I headed toward the bedroom doorway to go into the hall and as I left, he made certain to tell me to hail back when I was finished.

I quickly went into the bathroom and closed the door. I was n't sure enough what he meant by cleaning myself, but when I sat on the can and wiped my ass, I realized there was something there. As I looked at the toilet newspaper publisher I could see what I suspected was KY and probably his cum. I panicked a little and tried to labour out whatever was inside me. I managed to push out something, and when I stood up, looking in the toilet, I could see some was floating and some had sunk to the buns. I knew it must bear been a mix of KY and his cum, which scared me a niggling, as I thought to myself, `` What had I allowed him to do. ``

I continued to be scared but knew he was waiting for me to return, I quickly wiped my ass literal good, gathering my composure, and went back.

As I entered the sleeping accommodation, I did n't see him immediately but as I moved over to the bed, he approached me and gently guided me to sit down. As we bth sat down, John rubbed my spinal column and asked if I was okay. I nodded my head and as he acknowledged me, he quietly told me to get on the bed again.

I was confused,"What did he require to do,"I thought. As he pushed me to get on the bed, I felt powerless, did he wanted to do it again, I did n't want to do it again, what was I going to do ? As I got on the bed, he told me to get on all quatern and I could feel he was climbing on the bed behind me again.

John Lackland again told me to put my capitulum down on the pillow, and as he spread my legs, he dabbed some KY on my butthole, and when he pushed his finger's breadth in me again, I knew he wanted to fuck me again..

As he moved closer and told me to relax I thought, `` How was he able-bodied to get hard so soon after he had cum just a few minutes ago. ''

I did n't want to do it again and decided I would try to tighten up my ass so he could n't put his cock in me again, but I could n't contain him. He spread my ass, and as soon as he pressed his difficult cock against my hole, it easily slipped into me."What was I going to do ?"I told myself,"I couldn't let him do it again."

I now decided that I would n't help him. He held me by my hips and as he pushed against me, his cock went deep in me."Oh my god,"I thought,"he going to fuck me again."

As he started to sleep with me, I didn't move, but he kept trying. Almost immediately he noticed I was n't helping and asked what was wrong ? I said,"I thought we were only going to do it once."

He reached around taking clasp of my cock and fondling it said, `` come on, I thought you liked it."

When I didn't reply he immediately said,"Let's do it one more time,"but I still did n't say anything.

John nowrealized he would have to ram me to do it, and grabbing my hips again he started moving me back and Forth, determine to cum again. I continued to not help thinking to myself, `` He had told me we would only do it once."

Saint John the Apostle continued to forcibly fuck me, thrusting his cock in and out of me desperately trying to cum one more time, but it was n't working. He became noticeably frustrated that I was n't helping, because out of breathing place he suddenly stopped and hastily took his peter out of me and got off the bed.

I thought to myself, `` What is he doing now ? '' but as he walked toward the bathroom, he said, `` Go use the privy and go ahead and get dressed. He quickly went into the bathroom and when he closed the threshold, I hurried into the hall lavatory. I sat on the toilet briefly and tried again to push out whatever was in me, cleaned my ass, and hurried back into the chamber to get dressed.

As I sat there on the bed getting dressed, he came out, and sat by me as I continued to get dressed. He did n't say anything at first, but then told me how nice it was, and asked if I would like to maybe try it again sometime. I was powerless, he was my ride back to the game way and I did not know what to say. We eventually left the apartment and as we drove he suggested that he take me domicile. I agreed that it was a good idea, I really did n't want to talk to anyone after what just happened.

We did n't let the cat out of the bag and I could find the chap of my ass had become wet and slimy, obviously KY was oozing out as he drove me home. At the time all I could think of was wanting to get menage and it wasn't long before he pulled up nominal head of my house. I quickly got out of the car, hurried inside, and went straight to the privy. I immediately tried again to push out whatever was still inside me but only push out a little more than KY and cum. At that point, I decided to take away a rain shower as I continued to concern about what had happened. He had given me a blowjob, making me cum in his sassing and he did n't use a prophylactic when he fucked me.

A few days later, I returned to the secret plan room to ask about the car he had promised me and when I asked him about it, he said let 's go for a private road and talk about it. We got in his car and as we drove around he explained that I didn't hold up my position of the deal. I was confused, I thought the good deal was to try it and he'd commit me the car. He said that the flock was to catch some Z's with him and that he wanted to do it more than once.

I was confused, I told him that he said he would turn over me the car if I tried it, but he continued by saying that I did not do my part so the passel was off.

I was in shock but after a paused he said, `` Well, if you want to do it again with me, we could consider the deal back on again, but only if we do it again. ''

I did not know what to say. I wanted the car, but did not want to have sex with him again, it was the fact of the matter. He could tell I was upset and so we went back to the game room. As I got out of the car he said, `` I still do have the car and if you want to try it again, I 'll devote you the car. ''

If felt used and ended up stayed away from the game room for a long time, but when I did return, we were friendly, but it seemed that he was still looking for someway to stay the relationship, and maybe in a way, I was too. I was conflicted, I didn't know what to do. I wanted the car but I wasn't uncoerced to let him fuck me again.

It was nearing summer shift now and he must have thought he would never have the chance to be with me again, but one day he approached me and subtly mentioned that he was moving closer to where I lived. I knew where the flat were and when he told me to come by sometime, I was skittish, but queer to see if he had the car over there and so I did end up visiting. I still wanting the car, and hoped he might just render it to me.

I never realized that he never did deliver the car and that he actually used me for sex, and maybe deep down I did enjoy it and wanted to have sex with him again. However, as soon as I entered his apartment, a belief of uneasiness came over me ; I could n't stay, I just could n't do it. Saint John tried to convince me to bide for a little bit but I made up an alibi that I had to go. I did go over a few former meter, hoping to get up the nerve or that he would persuade me to have sex with him again, but he never did.

The car never materialized and I never again had sex with him, and much later I did try to contact him, but never did incur him. For a recollective time, I continued to worry about diseases, even seeing a MD to have him check, but luckily I was okay, and I have wanted to try it again, but again these twenty-four hour period, it could have deadly moment .