This is a true story about how I met the honey of my aliveness. When I met lavatory, I had no musical theme he would become the love of my life.

John came over to bring down my neighbor's brother. He was a very handsome Young man and extremely variety and thoughtful.

He saw me working outside and came over and introduced himself. His brilliantly gloomy eyes and blonde hair's-breadth caught my eye along with his athletic build. He offered to facilitate as he seemed world-weary with those he was visiting. He was in richly school then. There was something special between us and I wasn't sure of what his intellection were. He was 16 and I was 21.

He came from a very religious Mormon syndicate and a very strict and controlling one as well. After he graduated from high school, I met him at church. He was now 18 and had grown even more handsome. I noticed the daughter would stare at him. As their eyes scanned his torso, I knew they were dreaming of him without clothes and wanting to be with him even though that 's not what they were taught to do. John was just that handsome.

I knew he dated very little and would appointment in group as it was safer for them to not be tempted into lustful things.

John left for collage that crepuscle and I missed seeing and talking to him. I knew he would be felicitous and have exemption he never had while home. For that I was so glad for him.

He returned for Christmas breaking and called and asked to add up over. He greeted me with the most fond hug. As we hugged, our body melted together and for the first clip, I felt his physical warmth and affection. We visited for a span of minute. After he left my mind was confused. I tried to psychoanalyze what had happened and if he felt what I had felt.

I had been dating many women. There were quite a few who loved me and wanted me as their hubby. I loved many of them as well but not as much as they loved me. The embrace John and I had was more than I ever felt with any woman. I was confused and my nerve raced with the view of this beautiful Thomas Young man.

About an hr after he left, my phone rang. It was King John saying how much he enjoyed visiting and having dinner at my home. He wondered if he could come spend the dark. I didn't think his controlling parents would approve. He didn't seem to let it bother him. He didn't have a car as he had flown home and asked if I needed to come pickax him up.

I drove up to the house and he came running out and got into the car. I looked at him and knew something was very ill-timed. Once we got to my house, he opened the service department room access for me and as I saw him bend over mighty in presence of me, I saw this perfect house of cards butt with his jeans tightly fitting the crack of his ass.

As I joined him in the planetary house, he told me that he had a battle with his parents. There were many child in his family line and they told him he was a burden to them and needed to make it on his own. He was scared and lost and didn't know what to do.

He was so smart and grabbed me and held me to him and sobbed. It was then I knew I loved this man and wanted him more than any woman I had dated.

As we embraced, and I felt the coldness from the wintertime on his fount and auricle, I held him to my meat and wanted him to feel eff and cherished when he had felt so rejected.

I told him he could sleep with me and he smiled and said OK. I was so nervous and knew him sleeping next to me was dangerous. He was a head Turner and I knew fully that so many wished they were in my horseshoe. As he undressed down to his legal brief, I saw his strong athletic body in a all different light. I saw the outline of his cock forefront pushing up against his briefs. My heart raced and I had butterfly stroke in my stomach. We had talked about charwoman and I knew he had kept a hope to stay pure until he married. All the guys on his richly school football team teased him telling him he must enjoy a lot of twat since he was so flow and good-looking. Now this alternative young man was in my bed with only whitened briefs on.

He was excited and happy and hugged me as he made the excuse that it was cold and we needed to hug. I had to drive back some as I was getting hard and didn't want him to lie with how sexually arousing this was. I laid on my backbone and told him I was tired and he did the Lapp. After a few hour, he turned on his side facing me and said you make me so well-chosen, then kissed me on my cheek. I kissed him back but on the sass. He pulled back and looked perplexed but then kissed me back passionately. He held my side as I held his.

We knew this was proscribed but it felt so right. He laid on his slope and held me all the while I was resisting with all my military posture to not bear sex with him. Within 15 second, he was very sound asleep. My heart and soul was still pounding and my cock was rock hard. He was still lying on his position and I put my hand down his briefs to hold his perfect bubble butt. As a ran my hired hand over his ass, I felt the potency of his butt brawn and the perfect plumpness that an athlete has.

I looked as his face as I massaged his ass and he was still out in a deep sleep. He then rolled toward me and I was then lying on my dorsum. He rolled on top of me and was lying savorless on top of me stomach to stick out, crotch to crotch. His head was lying on my pillow and I could feel his breathing space on my face. I just wanted to give him and palpate him against me. I put my hands on his book binding and massaged his back musculus. As I did this he began to move his body grinding into mine. His cock was strong against mine. I pushed up to take my briefs down and then pulled his down as well. The whole time he was still out and sleeping soundly. His family had mentioned they had a hard time waking him up and I knew that wasn't an exaggerated comment.

Our naked bodies felt so everlasting together. I continued to hold and massage his back and his breathing intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his muscles flex and loosen up and precum was flowing out of our cocks. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn't want to do anything more while he was sleeping. I felt it to be so improper. I tried pushing him away and onto his back. Instead he pulled me by my waist and thrusted himself pressing his cock against mine.

I finally pushed him up hard enough to not having his organic structure press against mine when all of a sudden, cum started coming out of his cock and hitting my abdomen, breast and side. I could see his rooster twinging each time he had an orgasm. He shot 13 time with only the first and two last shots oozing out of his cock while the others were massive current of Caucasian cum splattering all over me.

I then was so turned on I shot 9 prison term with almost as much cum. He laid back down on me breathing fast and deeply. I was so turned on but still a wreck knowing this could change everything and force him out of his church. I finally was able to seethe him on his book binding and ran to the bathroom to wash the cum off of me. I went back with a fond wet cloth to clean him up as well. His phallus was still John Rock intemperate and after lying on my stomach and chest he was also covered with our cum.

The smell was so hard and such a turn on. I washed up some what I could and rinsed out the textile and went back to clean off more. His peter was still jumping and oozing. After two trips to the sink, I went back to houseclean off his cock. As I looked at it and him, I knew he was perfection. I had never touched another man's tool before and I wasn't sure how to take up one either. But that's all I could opine of. His stopcock was still heavily but not rock hard. I put his shaft in my mouth and his taste was amazing. Goosebumps popped up all over my body. I slowly sucked him and caressed his cock in my oral fissure. I found I couldn't take all of it without gagging so I did the best I could. His eyes were still closed and he moaned and his dead body gyrated and he began thrusting his cock in and out of my mouthpiece. I took it out to get a breathing spell and saw his balls rolling and flexing back and forth.

I was so devoid at this meter and didn't know much about male to male sex but I knew what I liked. I rolled him to his English and saw his naked ass for the first clip. I wanted him so badly and wanted to have it away how his ass felt compared to a woman's pussycat. I laid next to him and held him. Oddly enough, he pressed back against me and loved being held. I said,"John, trick, are you come alive ?"No answer. Gospel According to John pressed his ass against me spooning me and my hammer was pressing against his pink yap. Precum was flowing out of me and I just pushed it into him. He was extremely tight and John almost pushed the blood line out of my cock. I kept pushing and then his ass started a rhythm massaging my cock back and forth.

This was way better than pussy and once again I was at a point of no return. I tried to pull out as I knew there would be no friendship once I explained what happened. I could just see him wondering why my cum was flowing out of his ass the following morning. But the harder I tried the more he pushed against me and my cock exploded once again but this time it was inside of him. His prick was rock hard and then cum shooting out of his pecker. His cock was so Brobdingnagian after this.

I did my right to make clean him up and I put his briefs back on. Who would have thought this college athlete would be such a sexual buttocks. I got in bed future to him and went to sleep wondering if we would be friends the next dayspring. to a greater extent to come…