It Happened So ...
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Chapter 23
Lionel stood in the middle of the room waiting for some direction because what he knew was about to happen was new to him and he was not sure what he should do. I walked over to him and grabbing the bottom hem of his T shirt, I lifted it up to slowly reveal his torso. The first bit that came into view was the flat V that disappeared into his shorts. Sometimes, depending on my mood, I find this view more erotic than actually seeing a hard cock dripping with pre-cum waiting for my mouth; of course when Lionel and I first met, my appetite had not got as refined as it is at the time of writing and so while beautiful that first view was not as much of a turn on as it can be now. Another half inch higher and his little inni/outie came into view. It was the first belly button that I had seen with a bit of an outie, only his had a moat around it. If I had known better then, I would have known that he actually had an inni, but also had an umbilical hernia pushing a bit of his inni out. I loved it and thought of it as a little cocklet and so leant in and gave it a little swipe over with my tongue. Lionel moaned a little and gave a small shudder. The lines of his lower ribs made an appearance and as I got the shirt higher still his nipples came into view with the only bit of his skin that was darker being his areolas around each nipple. My mouth made another foray onto those delectable protuberances and got them to stand out a little bit more as they became as erect as his cock was inside the shorts I had lent him. More groans and shudders accompanied my ministrations to his nipples and as I pulled his shirt off over his head I gave him a little peck kiss on the mouth.
With his shirt off, my concentration moved to drawing
back the curtains on the star of the show and kneeling down in front of him, I
took hold of the hems on the legs of the shorts and as they had an elasticised
waist, I was able to pull down and slowly slide those shorts down his legs. As
the waist band slid down his body more of the V at the front showed and then
that waistband caught over the top of his cock and began to force it to point
down towards the floor. Eventually the band began to slide down the length of
his cock and reveal each half inch by half inch. When the tip finally came
free, it sprang up and hit his belly with a thwack as it sprayed a few drops of
precum out over my face. With the sudden release of tension his shorts slipped
faster and his ball bag came into view with its two balls nestling one slightly
lower than the other in a swinging pouch a fifteen year old would be proud of.
Now it was time to get on with things and so I quickly pushed his shorts to his
ankles and held them there while he stepped out of them. During all this time
the only sounds had been his groans of pleasure.
Standing up, I pulled my clothes off and then guided him over to the bed. I
pulled the covers back and gave him a gentle push which encouraged him to sit
down on the bed. I pushed against his shoulders, turning him at the same time
and he got the idea and lay down on the bed lifting his feet up onto it. I
pointed to the middle line of the bed and again he got the message and shuffled
his body over to lie there. I reached to the side and turned on my bedside
light and then went back over to the door and turned out the main light. Coming
back to the bed, I went to the foot of it and picked up each of Lionel's feet
in turn and moved them outwards to make room for me to crawl up in between
them.
With my knees level with his, I leaned forward and used my tongue to lick over
his ball bag and on up his hard cock and take the pre-cum he had pooling on the
end of his cock into my mouth to taste him for the first time. I ran my tongue
over the nest of tight curls his pubic hairs formed and thought that even
though he was much younger than Stephan, his pubes
seemed a lot coarser. I spent some time licking around his cock and balls and
sucking his balls in to play with them in my mouth, rolling them around with my
tongue before letting them drop out of my mouth and sliding my tongue up the underside
of his cock.
I had not even started on his cock properly yet and
already Lionel was whimpering with the sexual tension he was enjoying. I took a
hold of his four and half inches with my hand and holding it so it was pointing
towards the ceiling, I worked the foreskin down to uncover the head which I
proceeded to slather with my tongue and elicit more groans and the start of his
squirming as the tension built. Although I was not that experienced at that
point in my life, instinctively I knew he was very close and so to ensure that
I did not waste any, I put my mouth over the head of his cock and closed my
lips around it. Keeping my tongue on the underside of his cock, I began to bob
up and down and soon he was thrusting his hips in time to my bobbing in an
effort to get more penetration into my oral orifice. Fortunately his cock was
not long enough because my expertise in deep throating had not yet become a
reality as my apprenticeship in this art was still in its infancy.
A few more bobs with his fraenulum sliding against the half tube my tongue made
in an attempt to wrap around his cock was enough and with a fairly loud grunt,
Lionel pushed his hips skywards and held his body in a rigid arch as the first
of his spasms shot a small jet of cum into my mouth. A few mores spasms left
him still jerking but firing blanks. But I was not concerned as I had got the
taste I wanted and as long as he could withstand the sensations that would
surely build in his post orgasmic state, I was willing to keep my mouth on that
beautiful cock. The coarse hairs of his pubes had not yet extended to his cock
and so that was as smooth as a baby's bum to suck on and somehow even as up
close as my eyes were, that smooth, flawless, latte skin kept me happy and
turned on and wanting to pleasure him. There was nothing about forbidden
pleasures as I was totally ignorant of
the race wars that existed in South Africa at the time and had been brought up
to respect all people equally and fairly. To me Lionel presented a picture of
great beauty and appeal that drew me to him in a way that I had not experienced
before. There was some chemistry or animal magnetism between us that perhaps
both of us had no previous experience of.
The sensation got too great for Lionel and he pulled his
cock out of my mouth and flopped back onto the bed.
"Fucking shit, man! That was something awesome. Absolutely
wicked man!" Lionel gasped out. "I gotta get
that done more often."
"Well you are coming to live in the farm and we should be able to get together
sometimes for a bit of this sort of thing." I replied.
"Yeah! Now I am not so pissed off at my folks for moving. Shit man, I hated the
idea of losing all my friends and being an only child on some boring farm, but
I am guessing that this farm is not going to be so boring after all."
"And I am not going to have to play with myself all the time either. Please say
you will try and come and play with me some of the time."
"If it is this kind of playing then you need not worry anymore. But I will also
come and play games and climb trees with you as I like those sort of things
too. And I will show you that us goffels are not as
bad as they make out."
"You don't have anything to prove to me. But if you keep telling me that goffels are no good then I might just start believing it.
Now do you want to play with my cock or do I have to take care of it myself?"
"Hey I will wank you, but I am not sure I can suck you yet. I've got to think
about that a bit first."
"No problem, if you just jerk my cock tonight that will be great." I offered
magnanimously.
Lionel turned onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow and then using
his free hand he took my cock and began to pump it with long leisurely strokes
that kept me tottering on the edge without slipping over the precipice. He kept
that up for several minutes before I could wait no longer and began thrusting
into his fist. Lionel picked up on the unspoken signal and began to pump faster
gradually increasing the speed until with a huge shove; I rammed my cock into
his hand and shot my small offering out. The first blast flew several inches
from my cock and landed squarely on Lionel's nose as he had moved his head in
closer to look at what was happening with my balls as my orgasm drew near.
Jerking back in shock at the spurt, the little drop of cum on his nose gave way
to gravity and fell onto his lip where he instinctively stuck out his tongue to
clean it off. For the first time in his life, Lionel tasted cum and it was my cum.
My body relaxed back onto the bed as Lionel wriggled his
way back up the bed to lie next to me his head level
with mine. We turned on our sides to face each other and I simply said, "Thank
you."
Lionel smiled and moved his head closer to mine. I put a hand over the back of
his head and pulled him in to a kiss lips on lips and pushed my tongue against
his mouth. Lionel opened up and let my tongue go in and feel around in his
mouth. Then we swapped and his tongue made an exploration of my mouth.
When we had finished our kiss I asked him if he could taste anything different
in my mouth. Lionel was confused and asked me what I meant by that.
"Well the last thing that was in my mouth before your tongue went in was your
cock and I was wondering if you could taste it." I explained.
Lionel pulled a bit of a face and then admitted that he could not and that he
had not really minded the taste of my cum that he had licked off his lips when
I shot earlier.
"So do you think that sucking on cocks is still gross?" I asked.
"I guess not."
"Well I am not going to push you to do it, but when or if you are ready then
this fella down here is ready and waiting for you to practice on. In the mean
time when I do you, pay attention to what happens so that you can learn from
it."
It is only as I look back on those early days with Lionel that I realise that
at times I must have really sounded like the boss speaking to a rather
challenged employee. How the roles have changed. But more of
that later.
Lionel needed a piss and so got up and pulled his shorts on to walk down the passage to the toilet. I decided I would probably be better off if I could get some piss out too and so pulled my shorts on and followed him down. Our timing could not have been better because we hit the bathroom between his parents taking their showers and so were able to go in and try to piss together. Standing at the bowl with our streams flowing we could not help but have a yellow sword fight and this got us giggling a bit which earned us the order to hurry up and stop playing from Moira who was waiting to take her shower. We did speed up and used that as an excuse to not wash our hands which got us promptly sent straight back in to fulfil our hygiene needs before we were allowed to return to my room and bed. Climbing under the covers, still in our shorts, it was not very long before both of us were lulling the other with the regular breathing of one sound asleep.
We woke up almost at the same time and both in need of
emptying our bladders once more and as we still had shorts on we made our way
together to the loo and once more engaged in golden sword fights. This time it
was ma who called to us through the closed door to hurry up and get to the
kitchen as breakfast was ready. "And don't forget to wash your hands before you
come out of that room." She ordered.
We finished up our piss and did wash our hands and faces and then after drying
we went straight to the kitchen where Phineas was moving the ready food to the
table for us all to eat at. Ma had had him cook up quite a spread and so we sat
down to a hearty breakfast. But then ma came in the room and sent both of us
off to put a shirt on insisting that we could not come to the table without
them covering our bodies.
Straight after breakfast ma and Lionel's parents went out on the veranda to
have a coffee while Lionel and I were told to go and amuse ourselves until we
were called. That call came about half an hour later and it was for Lionel to
go and change back into his own clothes which were now clean and dried so that
they could leave to go back to their home.
Once they had left, ma explained to me that they would be back at the beginning
of the new month to start work with us on the farm and this meant that the farm
would be expanding a bit. As there were only the two homesteads on the farm, I
just assumed they would be living in our house with us and so eagerly looked
forward to having Lionel as an active room-mate; seeing as we only had three
bedrooms in the house and Lionel's parents would need the spare room for
themselves.