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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.