Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2011 16:11:09 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Command performance Elly and I had been going out together for about a year now which for 15 year olds would count as "going steady" I dare say. So far we'd neither of us been too adventurous, truth to say I felt Elly to be a trifle prudish in her sexual attitudes but no matter....where girls were concerned this didn't seem too serious - frankly I simply enjoyed her company and our ability to just talk - comfortably, and above all both were academically inclined. Elly was away that weekend which is why I could be seen wandering along the sea front early evening, my parents weren't expecting me until late - I was that unusual item, the responsible teenager - and in all probability I'd find them in bed should I choose to stay out. So I suppose I must have stood out somewhat, a solitary boy of my age slowly strolling the cliff top so when pausing by a railing, in retrospect I shouldn't have been surprised to find I soon had company. His dim silhouette appeared about a meter away, close yet not threateningly so, then after a decent interval he spoke, what about I don't know - platitudes no doubt and hesitantly, I replied...cautious still. I realised he was probably in his early to mid twenties, neat yet casual appearance and soon it dawned - he was educated, very well educated...and vaguely familiar. I began to enjoy our talk and then it clicked.....this was Dr. xxxx, he'd arrived before the beginning of term as a visiting tutor in biology (not one of my subjects) and was on some complex exchange from one of the Oxbrige universities, probably a six month stint. Somewhat reassured, I continued our chat and when he suggested that we escape the evening chill and continue it in his rooms, I didn't hesitate. Now, I don't know about you but I find I have an instinct for such things because no sooner were we seated facing one another I began to get that feeling. Excitement was slowly mounting, and as we talked I noticed things, his voice was growing husky - as I realised was my own. Pauses interspersed, grew in length, occasionally he would swallow hard and I had the impression he was having difficulty breathing - and I noticed my own chest beginning to heave. Finally our eyes met and he broke the ice and blurted it out "You're VERY attractive you know?". Non plussed I considered and on impulse said simply "I like you". The silence lengthened then, with mounting excitement I awaited the next move - for all this was alien territory to me. He resolved the impasse my standing and stretching out his hand, carefully I rose and clasped it scarcely daring to breathe as I was led down a short passage, there it was a small bedroom and now I knew, this was it, no escaping the implications and...do you know what? I didn't want to, I could guess what was in store and...I found myself wanting it, whatever it was. So I stood and watched as swiftly he undressed and then, relaxing upon the bed and facing me, he slowly began to masturbate, breaking his silence I heard him softly "Please, please....undress for me, please?". Now something strange took over, I never hesitated but taking care to face him at all times and striving to give him the best possible view, I carefully divested my own clothes until, naked, I stood there in the middle of his room, my erection fully visible. Again he spoke "oh God you're attractive, so very attractive xxxx just stay there a bit?" As his eyes feasted upon me I noticed his hand motion had slowed, he was now merely fondling himself - later I guessed this was to prevent him cumming too soon at the sight of me. Eventually he beckoned and saucily, caught up in the mood, I swayed my hips as I sauntered over. Once on the bed, I carefully stretched out beside him and prompted my some mischief asked "Like what you see...so what do you want to do with me?" He gulped, then gulped again and reached out. From the first touch of his shaking hand to my near climax more than an hour must have passed, his fingers were everywhere, stroking caressing fondling and when I obligingly lifted a thigh, probing behind. I found myself begin to shudder, he noticed this and comfortingly remarked "Yes, it's a bit like that...when you are really excited...just let yourself go...isn't this lovely?" I could only gulp and nod agreement. By now I was quickly learning to enjoy the feel of his own penis, so much thicker than mine yet elegantly shaped, so elegant that....oh the texture, the texture on my tongue, so smooth and I engulfed a bit more until "No, no sweetie that's enough or I'll cum - want more time with you my pretty, much more time before....but here" and his handsome head bowed itself, moist warmth engulfed my own penis and gently my lover sucked until I in turn cried a warning. Disengaging, he whispered "Has anyone...had you before, I mean like in here?" and he inserted a finger, I quivered and replied "No, but I've sort of put things up there.....sometimes quite large things and I'd imagine it would be someone - having me, so I think....if you want to....we can do it...." This was true of course, after all you know what it's like when you're having a solo session and start feeling particularly randy, you start searching around for something suitable don't you...and then you lie back and draw your knees up, it's nice as you ease it in isn't it? Sometimes I'd bend in front of my full length mirror as I inserted it just so I could watch it go in, I'm sure you've tried that, it's fun isn't it? Then as you fuck yourself you use different angles for your slow thrusts and try to imagine....oh yes, I knew what I wanted now "Have you any Vaseline?" was all I could whisper, my throat and mouth both parched with excitement...then "How would you like me...show me what position you want me in when you take me?" "Oh God darling, it won't be just the one position, that I promise!" and so it was, strangely enough he started by laying me on my tummy, later he said that in this way his initial thrusts wouldn't go too deep - he didn't want to hurt". So, when the finely muscled body covered my back pressing my loins to the mattress, instinctively I reached around to help position him, I was glad I did for as the pressure began so did the pain and discomfort, suddenly something eased, then again more pain, almost unbearable - but I was determined, and he was gentle for after what seemed like an age I heard the triumphant gasp, "Oh my darling, I'm in you, all the way, Oh God - did you know I've dreamed of this, I noticed you when I first arrived and now - oh God how ...wonderful.....now, ready my pet, ready and...here goes, just say if it's hurting too much?" and then the first routine of withdraw/thrust, withdraw/thrust began and...I was finally being fucked, this lovely man was using me, using me as he would a young woman, oh God how he needed me...the pain was receding slowly but the discomfort remained, I was simply unused to the feeling back there, so much I felt I was crammed to bursting and then I thought..." Well remember your own first time, at first you don't think you can bear it but then, through the pain, some sort of perverse pleasure fires up, tells you that this is what it is all about, giving pleasure to the captive who's doing it to you, he's helpless with lust...and all because of YOU, and then you relax...soon perhaps some strange feeling of enjoyment rears up through the pain and then...if he doesn't cum too soon, it take over. So it was with me but, it was I who came first, the first waves of pleasure manifest themselves, his penis brushed my prostate - and I convulsed helpless while not yet sated, my lover shifted positions, lifting me he lay me on my back, strong arms placed my legs upon his shoulders and again his penis plunged between my upraised thighs. Strange things were happening over which I had no control, sore yet still hopelessly aroused I felt his penis inch deeper, carefully he bent my legs back further and I felt him slide in until there - that was it, he now took his pleasure of me, muttering endearments "Lovely boy, never been so deep, so tight, beautiful body, wish just wish, I could get you...pregnant...you're all a man could want...." and so saying, he adjusted his position to bend his handsome head - to kiss me full on the lips. I think I came again then, I know that my head began tossing from side to side and I was moaning nonsense, pain forgotten, fingers clawing his torso tight against me and legs clasping. The I felt the shudders begin, I could see him fighting them but it was no use for while he was fucking me he was out of control, to my immense satisfaction I watched and felt as my lover drew to the inevitable climax, dimly I felt myself again heave and convulse and that did it, warmth in unbelievable amounts seemed to pervade my depths, soon his strokes diminished, they became languid but then I heard it - the rich luxuriant sounds of a hard object plunging in and out of a fluid, the "squelch" "squelch" of his diminishing adulation, I closed my eyes and continued clutching him to me as his manhood trickled down my thighs to soak his bedclothes. For a while we lay quietly, each calmly reviewing recent events, the occasional thought for the future. The confidences began - he'd always been gay, I mentioned my shared time with Elly, my fondness for her and now my feeling that I was "Bi", the dilemma this posed in light of her possible frigidity, and so on. Calmly now we reviewed each other, I smiled, he smiled back, a comforting hand on my shoulder...lazily it slipped to the small of my back and began to stroke. I snuggled up with head upon a warm shoulder and as we lay there, things started to happen, noticing it he whispered "Sweetie what I'd like...I'd like us to...have a sort of record of this, our first time together...now, would you mind...a video camera?" I thought about it and the idea had a kinky appeal so agreed. Then again "Now, for starters you're lovely, quite feminine actually (I knew this!) and I wonder if.." he rose and rummaged in a drawer, out it came, a shorty nightie, see through and VERY feminine "Er, um. who else has been ....in that thing then?" I asked tentatively. "Well, a couple I admit...but no more than that I promise!" At least he was honest and I was happy with that and interested too, how would I look, how would it feel...and the video too? As he passed me the garment I stood to receive it, glancing down I noticed once again the smooth hairless expanse of thigh and leg, so arms raised I slipped it on and turned to face him. I heard a low whistle of appreciation and felt myself blush, I knew what was going on down below, I'd become erect again and the hem of my lacy garment was now raised by my penis which jutted provocatively attracting my lovers attention. Dimly I noticed a camera system in place as he stepped forward to grasp my penis, stock still he stood there fondling it while gazing into my eyes, I pouted and blew him a kiss - of course, he too was also erect and I became busy returning the favour - there's something very intimate isn't there in standing facing another man as you quietly and systematically fondle each other's penis, with care and practice I can do this for ages, it is a useful skill if you find yourself in a public toilet or one of those rendezvous in the parks - where stealth is everything (It adds to the fun too I find!) and you can't wait to go somewhere else....you know how it is. So, there we stood before his cameras feeling each other and gradually becoming more and more excited, I'd discovered the sensitivity in my nipples, how it helped me feel extra nice "down there" so used my free hand to have a little fondle as I smiled up at him "Nice?" he asked "What do you think?" I replied running my hand the full length of his shaft "Do you like me like this then?" "Oh God yes AND I can reach everything I need to...I mean you've got everything a woman has let's face it and you obviously enjoy using it!" I was still teasing my nipple as the idea struck me "You've got those cameras going so, why don't we do a little show, I mean there's got to be lots of positions you know about and...." I didn't have to elaborate, he was with me all the way, next I knew my nightie was raised and I was bent forward, then after careful angling for the lens, he was up and in me, a few satisfying strokes and he was out and then I was on one leg with a hand under my buttock, again I felt myself penetrated while he took me for just long enough to register the scene, then it was both hands beneath the tops of my thighs while I faced away as he hoisted me high - and then down, his penis sinking deep. In this position he rotated us this way and that while fucking me by raising then lowering my torso upon his penis, unable to help myself I reached back and behind with both arms to clasp them around his neck "If I help...can you keep doing me like this - for a bit longer - please?" I was panting, any boy would have been, just imagine if you can a healthy sized rigid penis at maximum penetration and at that angle as he lifts you up and down on it? Eventually he put me down, my penis pressed hard against the hem of my nightie and dribbling pre cum furiously, somehow he was still inside me but I sensed he needed a rest so it was I who suggested the next move. Soon he was flat on his back with me straddling his hips, now it was my turn, carefully placing his penis at my opening, I sank down, Oh the thrill of it sliding up to fill me once more! Quietly he muttered, "you don't know, can't know - just how sexy you look like that...just don't trim that hair of yours, lovely sight swishing around your face...and here, let me..." so saying he reached for my penis and carefully began to masturbate me in time to my movements. I had to ask it "You know...this is my first time, is it alright for you?" There was an astounded silence then softly "Look darling - I'll never forget this!" In the fullness of time we managed in unison to heave, shudder and gasp out our pleasure and this time, I collapsed forward upon that broad chest while behind and below his lovely penis still throbbed its parting load between my avid cheeks.