Date: Sat, 20 Mar 2010 18:35:12 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Garden sculpture Part 3 How did you feel, that first time, just before 'it' happened to you? Remember I'd only just committed myself, as best I can describe it the feeling was predominantly one of excitement mixed with anxiety, secretly too I was rather flattered - that a man should want me in that way. Contrary to expectations he didn't bend me over there and then before shoving it up me as I'd heard the act described so many times in those stories that go the rounds, you know where the virginal paper boy gets plied with sodas and pizzas before the hero rips off his jeans, perhaps remembering to add some spit as a lubricant and then buggers him. I'd always been apprehensive because of these tales. Instead, we stood together and as he turned those pages we viewed the illustrations....these were all intensely erotic to me, the subject remained the same, men with boys but each time in a new position..it seemed the variation could be infinite, I'd never realised it before but a boy's body could - well - give someone pleasure in so many ways it seemed and I, I was about to learn how....all this time we had been fondling one another as we admired the various lovers as they pleasured on another, then I felt an arm around my shoulder "Come, this way, just along here I think we have just the thing...we'll loosen you up a bit...see how you like that first.." It was obviously an exercise room of some sort and at one end sat what appeared to be a massage table, shelves on the wall contained an array of bottles and jars, the whole was warm and brightly lit. Patting the couch my host invited me up, self consciously I swung my hips up and then lay back flat. As I watched, my lover paused before the shelved array and then selected a slim bottle, unscrewing it he cupped his hand and allowed some to trickle in. Then he approached, the cupped hand allowed a tiny stream of amber fluid to puddle upon my chest, that done he set to work, hands now silky soft rubbed and caressed my breasts, nipples then shoulders, slightly scented the oil seemed to relax and sooth, I lay back and enjoyed the feeling, and then...he moved lower, hips thighs..I was acutely aware of where his hands were roaming, it only added to my arousal and when at last I felt his fingers upon my penis I shuddered with the relief, this was bliss...he sighed and told me "That's enough for this bit I think or we'll have you cum in no time, how about you turn over on your tummy, this is the really important part coming up?" Obediently I rolled over, the process repeated itself and once more I felt the soothing effects of his hands, again muscles relaxed, and as before, his hands moved lower, lower...to the backs of my thighs, calf muscles - it was a luxurious feeling. Then before I even fully realised it, skilled hands kneaded my buttocks, ever so gently even so, I found myself tensing up. He noticed of course, and muttered soothing endearments as he continued..slowly the magic of his fingers gained control and my body lowered its defences and once again I enjoyed the sensation, the feel of his fingers, his hands moulding themselves to my ripely swelling young buttocks, I was now very much aware of the attraction I presented as I lay there, vulnerable. And I was loving it. Suddenly, a change, a departure, fingers smoothly stroked up and down between my cheeks then hesitated, probed slightly and began to lazily circle my opening, the sensation was beautiful, erotic in a way I'd never experienced, delicately he continued to tease my anus and almost un noticed, there followed a mild discomfort. It took a while to realise it but he'd penetrated me with his finger, then he withdrew and made another trip to the shelf, this time to return with another jar..carefully he dipped in a finger and parting my cheeks with the other hand began to apply the stuff both inside and around my opening. Experimentally he invaded me again, this time, I felt some stretching and he didn't move until I grew used to it - he explained that he'd used two fingers in the process. Further information - I was told that while my body was quite capable of accepting his penis in its entirety, it was a matter of acclimatisation, we needed to prepare, to loosen me gradually and that's why we would only move by stages. I was actually quite enjoying the feel of his fingers - it was a very different sensation to anything I'd experienced until then...but using my imagination began to see certain possibilities, which is probably why I relaxed...and the third finger slid in unopposed. Now I had an idea of what was in store, this time he slid fingers in and out, tentatively at first and even though I felt some pain, said nothing. Intuition told me we were nearly there so when he withdrew his fingers and came back with a long tapering object "a dildo" he said it was, I was ready. Consciously I managed it, I relaxed, and it was the start of what seemed like a long journey, the stretching went on and on, I could even trace the thing's progress inside me, the discomfort remained, but surprisingly, as it went further up the pain eased. Gentle fingers caressed my back as he eased the implement back and forth, I relaxed further, even began to enjoy the thing in some perverse way. Then it was gone. Instead, a body lay behind me and gathered me tightly to him "Here precious, I want us to be close this first time, you must say if it hurts and I'll stop, I'm also wearing a condom (God, I'd forgotten about that!), let's see, do you want to guide me in?" I reached around and held his penis, carefully I positioned his tip at my opening and whispered shakily "Ready, whenever you like..." The pressure seemed intense at first, there was a sudden stinging and then I felt him pop through, I gritted my teeth...and again that long slow progression deep inside, the stretching..until, suddenly it stopped, arms tightened around me and lips nuzzled the back of my neck.. "We're there sweetie, we're there, oh you lovely boy, you feel - just beautiful...let's make you enjoy this..we'll take it carefully, slowly - and we just may, have a surprise for you..." After some delay, he began moving in and out...nothing adventurous at first but I was gradually becoming familiar with the feeling...and though it still stung a bit..something else was there in the wings, what? Oh wow! It was pleasure, a new sort of sensation...unfamiliar but yes, I was starting to enjoy this...and said so. That was all he needed, now his thrusts became adventurous, he'd withdraw to tease my opening, pause and lunge back up far as he could...as he did so I'd reach back and try to pull him closer, deeper while involuntarily my hips thrust back at him. I knew he was making me last, not only was it for his own enjoyment but it was something else...we'd been copulating for some time when it happened, a seemingly random thrust on his part touched upon something deep inside...and again. Before I knew it, I'd convulsed, ejaculations festooned his massage table and helpless and bewildered, I subsided once more submissive to his gentle thrusts "Oh lovely, lovely boy, see you came...you're a natural....oh you're gorgeous, so gorgeous...now just feel..what you're doing to me...oh dear God...how...lovely...." The body behind me jerked, hips wildly thrusting and miracle, a delicious warmth filled my depths....not once but twice I think he came in that session, in such quick interval that I remain confused. Both panting, we subsided, I speechless and amazed...he overcome with gratitude...he continued to hug me to him. Eventually I felt him soften and some muscular contraction of mine squeezed him out. Still silent we lay a while longer, I was busy thinking....eventually we disentangled ourselves, and I grinned sheepishly... "I didn't know, I just didn't know....it seems silly, all the stories I'd heard, I suppose I'm just lucky it was - someone like you?" "No, I'm lucky...very lucky...you are a wonderful boy, not just - amazingly attractive but, I like you too. Do you think you'll - be back again?" "Well, I had that paper with your number on it but I've thrown it away" His face fell "I don't need it you see, I've memorised the thing...and if you like, yes, I'll be using it". His arms went around me and I think, I think...he was crying.